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/rp 21+. sotr/thg. parody. craftedbybryce.
Joined January 2020
a small nod, her body curling tighter against him. everything had been harder and getting harder it seemed. βitβs okay. i just needed to be in your arms.β she admitted, a small movement of her body to reach to kiss his cheek.
there was no need to apologize. not when life had been so hard on them, their best friend pushing them so far away in his drunken misery, people starving in their district, working in the mines just to escape punishment. βnuh-uh. donβt do that. itβs okay. Iβm glad you came.β +
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she curled her body against his own, staying as close to him as possible. βi know. sorry. i justββ¦β her voice trailed off as she stayed put.
it wasnβt her fault. he was a light sleeper, the tiniest crack or wind blowing would wake him up; he wasnβt too sad to see what woke him up though. βhey,β he whispered back, faint smile etched in his features, hand extending to touch hers, βdidnβt expect to see you.β
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sheβs curling up beside @heofbows because she needs it tonight.
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/ / not me making myself cry with asterid and burdock thoughts
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her cheeks burned. both. it was both, just like it was for her. βitβs both for me too.β she told him before she found herself giggling and nodding at his memory, a total flip from moments earlier. βi remember. all i wanted was to talk to you.β her words of admittance +
her teasing question basically proved to him how much he loved her, silently yearning for her from afar, never overstepping the line of friendship; he was messing it up. why did he have to be so shy ? βbothβ I love you. IβIβve been dying to tell you since we grew close and +
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ΚΏ i like hΝaΝzΝeΝlΝlΝeΝ. respect her. the explosion οΉ β¦ οΉ took out her husband, leaving her with three boys and a baby due any day. less than a week after giving birth she was out hunting for work.
sing the song. not just any song, but of the fire, what it destroyed, and the people who came together and rebuilt themselves and their home. sing the song of hope.
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her lips curved even more into a bigger smile at his admitting. βwhich is it burdie? like me or love me?β she questioned, eyeing him as she spoke the words. her stomach was filled with butterflies, banging around inside as she waited for his answer.
quite frankly, his talents were hunting and shooting with a bow, not confessing his love to someone he wasnβt even sure would like him back in the same way, but her soft lips moved against his and she responded with her gentle voice. βIβveβ¦ Iβm sorry. this is harder than I +
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a small gasp at the kiss but she kissed him back. her cheeks burned as she looked back at him. βiβuh, i like you too.β it was definitely more than just like but if that was the words that he was choosing to use than she was going to use them too.
not good enough. not π€ππ¦π’π³ enough. ugh, why did this have to be so hard ? swallowing the lump in his throat, he ignored the pounding flush and kissed the young march girl, hoping this gesture wouldnβt be too vague to make her realize what he was trying to confess. +
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β Listen, Louella, if you let them treat you like an animal, they will. So donβt let them. β β β β β β ΛΛΛ α΄α΄Κκ±ΙͺΚα΄α΄ α΄
α΄Ι΄Ι΄α΄Κ ΛΛΛ an ind. portrayal of a canon character in the Hunger Games verse β crack/lit β mirrored description β 21+
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