AU: After the Quarter Quell, Peeta is captured by Snow and charged for associating with Katniss Everdeen and for having rebellion motives.
His penalty: Hanged on live television.
I could only watch a few minutes or so of what would be Peeta’s last. The camera followed him from behind, up to the podium where his charges would be read and where his rope would be hung. All I noticed were the little blonde hairs stuck to the back of his neck that was slick with sweat. When the camera showed shots of his face it was hard for me to look. I just hugged my knees and stared blankly at the concrete floor of District 13, praying Peeta would magically pop up through it and take me in his arms. I knew if I saw his fear there would be no way for me to hold him or protect him from the nightmares that were now a reality. Those glossy blue eyes would haunt me for the rest of my days. Gale now had his arms around my front because at this point I was shaking. Just as I looked over Gale’s shoulder, I could see the rope taking the place of where my arms once lay gently around Peeta’s neck. I could see those eyes, so calm, looking right back into mine. We were so many miles apart and somehow I felt like he was with me, telling me that I’d be okay. But I knew, nothing could ever fix this emptiness. Nothing could ever take Peeta’s place.
The new age
when i understand fandom jokes from a fandom i’m not even in
so if you post like 90% thg please reblog this so i can follow you
I will follow everyone, but it would be nice if you follow me back.
“For a moment we’re frozen, sizing each other up, our weapons, our skill. Then Finnick suddenly grins. “Lucky thing we’re allies. Right?”