We're marching on.

(via peeta-little-bread)

The Tributes and their escort.

(via everswift)

the trio;

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yesterday we were children

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I was thinking we might get you a golden ankle band and maybe find Haymitch a gold bracelet or something so we could all look like a team.

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Catching Fire
Now a new kind of confidence is lighting up inside of me.

(via the-face-of-the-rebelli0n)

The voice of the crowd rises into one universal scream as we roll into the fading evening lights, but neither one of us reacts. I simply fix my eyes on a point far in the distance and pretend there is no audience, no hysteria. I can’t help catching glimpses of us on the huge screens along the route, and we are not beautiful, we are dark and powerful. No, more. We star-crossed lovers from District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory, do not seek the fans’ favor, grace them with our smiles, or catch their kisses.

We are unforgiving.

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We star-crossed lovers of District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory

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"Ladies and gentlemen, the victors of the 74th Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark."

(Source: ggrinted, via as-long-as-i-can-dream)

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the real hunger games trio.

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War is brewing in Panem

(via brookeeverdeen)

catching fire ± katniss & peeta

“my nightmares are usually about losing you. i’m okay once i realize you’re here.”

(Source: lastisle, via beautifulsouls-devotion)