this picture does something to me…..
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So I just reread The Hunger Games trilogy
And just think about the first time Katniss notices that she has just a little bit of pudge on her belly or on her thighs
What that would feel like. To be food insecure your entire childhood, then go through not one but two starvation-level acute stressors, and then a war with rationed food, and all the while you’re consumed with eating as much as you possibly can while also being hyper aware of needing to feed your sister first. And most everything you eat is just not very good, but when it is good it’s because it’s Capitol food and so soaked with blood that you can’t enjoy it
And then at the end of it all, there’s peace to rebuild and a home to rebuild and a mind to rebuild and a heart to hand over to the only good person you know
And then he feeds you bread, and cheese buns, and pastries, and beautiful cakes, and he gets a little soft belly, too
And you can lay down together at the end of the day, and be soft together
Secure in knowing that you have plenty of food, and you aren’t dependent on the weather or the mood of the police or the season or politics happening thousands of miles away
All I’m saying is that Katniss would find Peeta’s dadbod so super hot and comforting and, like, be proud of it. To know that even when a bad day comes around, they have the safety and security of being well-fed, and that their kids will never know what it’s like to worry about their sibling starving, or know that they’re only good enough for day-old bread.
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