An assortment of miscellany

(via santa)

effie-and-mahogany:

lifethrough4eyes:

peetaismylove:

laughing my ass off!!!

dead.

(via finnickdistractsme)

gingerhaze:

can’t stop won’t stop

(via ratgirlstudios)

yorielitanarpati:

My face broke into a huge smile and I start walking in Peeta’s direction. Then, as if I can’t stand it another second, I start running. He catches me and spins me around, and then he slips - he still isn’t entirely in command of his artificial leg - and we fall into the snow, me on top of him, and that’s where we have our first kiss in months. It’s full of fur and snowflakes and lipstick, but underneath all that, I can feel the steadiness that Peeta brings to everything. And I know I’m not alone.

-Catching fire page 51

(via fuckyeahthehungergames)

peetasbunsinmyoven:

districtpanem:

mellarks-breadstick:

jhutchersonbaby:

virginforjoshhutcherson:

THE MEAL

peeta throwin’ his sack of flour yano ;)

That’s just Peeta’s training for the Hunger Games. He’s wearing those clothes because he’s got that baker swag going on

he can lift a 100 pound sack of flour right over his head. i’ve seen it

^^^^ omgg dauyshjauhygsftag

(via finnickdistractsme)

Josh: I’ve seen some very crazy signs.

(via comeawaytothewater)

“You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with your windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you keep wondering when will your life begin.”

(via takesolaceinstars)

Watercolor by Black-Cherry007

I’m getting the itch to read the Hunger Games trilogy again…