fic: my limbs sing the hymns of a tyrant

[hotpiexoxo]

The Hunger Games | Peeta Mellark 
Needles dig holes, the holes dig terror, and he falls into darkness just as he vomits.
~3300 words
Mockingjay spoilers; warning because nothing is ever happy with my words

A winter wind brushes through the tangled golden sun drenched hair of his, and he feels a chill. He's inside, far inside, away from anywhere that

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[bloodofpyke]

i hate you and everything that you stand for xoxo

[hotpiexoxo]

that's what I like to hear xoxo

[spurlunk]

this is REALLY really good
i always kind of wanted to know more about peeta's perspective when johanna said that one line about them being neighbors in the capitol
so this kind of delivers that absolutely perfectly

[hotpiexoxo]

yeah I know right? Like. I understand why they didn't because 1) katniss' perspective and 2) ya, buuuuuuut alway something I wanted to explore ahhhh

thanks glad you enjoyed it :)

[burnitdownbaby]

ahahahahahahahhahahahhaha
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I hate/love you so much fuck that was perfect and beautiful and heartbreaking. I loved all the color references. He doesn't know why he thinks of orange SHOOT ME PLZ.

[hotpiexoxo]

I HAVE A LOT OF COLOR FEELINGS

AND THEY ONLY ARE WORSE IN THIS CASE falls down forever I LOVEEEE YOU xoxoxxoxoxoxxoxoox heehehahehaeah

[pocketcucco]

falls down and cries bitter tears while singing you praises

why must you tORMENT ME SO

[hotpiexoxo]

cackles xoxo

[century_fox]

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