#mega-aulover 🪐

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30. Matcha:

30. Matcha: Bonus question of you choice! I might answer: 22. Panda tea: Do you have pets? Which one?

Yes! I do!! I have the cutest cat 🥰🥰🥰

I love her sooooo much 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺

Thanks for playing @mega-aulover 😘😘

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This is gonna be me when I’m thirsty:

And then when I’ve read them:

Lmaooo I find this way to funny 🤣🤣🤣

@endlessnightlock @jhsgf82 @mrspeetamellark and @softlikethesunset12

We need to change smut to pie since Peeta is a Baker we can say here have some pie?

But it will also make this:

Have a different meaning lol...

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You are killing it with these edits (Delly's was my favorite) but I love Madge's as well. (In my head Madge has high-end appliances but doesn't know how to cook! She's had maids all of her life.) Except for one day, Delly shows her how to use the crockpot and Madge learns to makes mean chicken tacos from a crockpot.

Madge then invites all of her friends, Katniss, Prim, Peeta, Thom, Darius, Gale & Delly for Saturday Night Pot luck and she makes her tacos, which are a big hit, no thanks to Delly.

Okay, I'll stop fangirling now...🙈

Thank you so much!! @mega-aulover It really means a lot ❤️

And I can totally see it! Madge would be so proud and Delly would be like “okay, I’ll let you take the credit this time.” Because that’s how she is. 🥰🥰🥰

And everyone would look at Madge and be like “great job Madge” and then look at Delly and give her a knowing smile and a thumbs up. 😆😆

Ps. Fangirl all you want, I won’t stop you 🤩

Pps. Did you already see the Prim aesthetic? I posted it about an half hour ago :))

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This is lovely! Thank you @mega-aulover 💗

Oohhh did I hear “Send me a prompt, I’ll write a drabble.”? You don’t have to tell me twice!

How about: “Seeing you is my motivation to get myself out of bed every morning. But sometimes it’s the opposite.” :))

@softlikethesunset12 Oooh my mind went to a Cannon AU This would happen anyway Prim was never reaped at twelve and neither was Peeta.

Rated G - all mistakes are sadly mine Enjoy:

It was a long day. Katniss dragged herself from the mines to the small hut she called home, bone tired. After she phased out of the Reaping, Katniss converted Lady's pen into a small livable shed for herself. She sold a few valuable pelts for a potbelly stove in the hob. It was a small space, just the stove, and a cot shoved into a corner but it was hers.

Moving out improved her relationship with her mother. It forced her mother to take care of Prim and it allowed Katniss the freedom to spread out. Prim also had her own bed and didn't need to share it with her or their mother.

Katniss put her lunch pail on the wobbly table and took off her boots. The mirror on the wall showed her charcoaled reflection. She had soot and ash embedded into the lines of her face. The only part of her that didn't have ash was her hair and only because she always wore her cap. Her eyes stared back, they were filled with exhaustion. After today she could quit the mines.

Tomorrow was the last time her sister would be in the Reaping. Katniss couldn't wait to be free of the worry that her sister could still be reaped.

"No," she muttered to herself. "That won't happen."

Tomorrow was going to be a long day. She would give Prim all of her savings so that her sister could send off to reopen the apothecary. With the apothecary back in the family her mother and sister could move to town and live a better life. Katniss would settle inside of her parent's home. All she had to do was hunt and live off of that.

The only hitch in her plan was her hunting partner.

Gale wanted to get married but Katniss used Prim as an excuse to keep him at bay. She'd thought by now he'd find someone else to pester.

There was a knock at the door.

"Coming," Katniss called.

"It's me Prim," her sister yelled back.

Katniss opened the door. Her sister stood with two pales of water.

"Here," Prim said shoving the pails at her.

Katniss took the pails inside.

Prim brought in the small tin tub. "I thought you'd want to take a real bath and not your usual wipe down."

"In other words, you don't want me to stink tonight," Katniss raised an eyebrow. "Okay, who is he?"

"First off I'm insulted!" Prim pouted and batted her lashes. "Secondly, I wish there was someone," Prim sighed. "Boys are so immature."

Katniss laughed. Prim was boy crazy, she'd caught her sister more than once sneaking off to the slagheap.

"Mother's making that stew I like, she's been jittery all day."

"It's the last one Prim," Katniss said. She couldn't hide her fear. If her sister was Reaped Katniss wouldn't be able to volunteer for Prim.

"I know, but I have to believe that I'll be okay," Prim said. "Now take a bath you smell worse than the Vicks gym socks."

"That bad huh?"

Prim left and Katniss sighed. The water was still warm and Katniss sighed as she settled into the water. She scrubbed the soot and the mines from her face. By the time she was done the water was black. Tomorrow was a holiday, the mines were closed. Katniss relished the clean feeling. That night she made an effort to laugh and have a good time with her family.

If everything went well her mother and sister would be surprised and set up for the rest of their lives. After her mother's sister died. The apothecary sat empty for years. Only a descendant of her mother's family could petition for it and as Katniss found out it was a small fortune. For the past 4 years, she'd toiled in the mines, scrimped, and saved. Now she was so close.

If only Gale would just leave her alone.

The next morning it was bright and warm. Katniss got up late, but still took the time to comb out her hair and slip a ribbon in it. She wanted to wear her light green skirt but it was ripped.

She walked over to her mother's and knocked on the door.

"Katniss?" Her mother greeted, "What's wrong?"

"The skirt I wanted to wear is ripped."

"Oh dear there is no time to patch it up, wait," her mother said. She rushed to the room upstairs. Within a few moments, she came back down with a creamy orange dress. "Here, this should look nice on you."

Katniss took the dress, dubious that it would look nice on her but her mother was right time was running out. Taking the dress she ran out and got dressed. By the time she was finished. Her mother and sister were waiting outside. Prim wore the blue dress Katniss wore when Katniss faded out of the Reaping.

They walked to the town square in front of the Justice Building. Katniss took her spot next to her mother. She could see Gale standing with his mother, they still had Rory, Vick in the reaping, and Posy had still yet to go through a Reaping.

Her eyes unwillingly went a certain blond head that now stood above the crowd. Katniss bit the bottom of her lip, as she skimmed over his broad shoulders. Peeta's blonde hair curled over his ears. He was so handsome and now taller than his brothers. His mother the witch died last year and his brothers quickly married and left the bakery. Peeta turned his head and he stared at her and Katniss lowered her gaze feeling tingly all over.

Katniss looked up and Peeta winked at her.

Effie trinket tapped on the microphone and Katniss snapped out of her current headspace. It was time to call the female tribute. The cameras were recording the crowd as the proceedings happened. Effie dipped her hand in the bowl.

Katniss grasped her mother's hand. Her heart pounded.

"Nephele Fleur," Effie said.

Katniss's shoulders relaxed when she saw one of Prim's schoolmates walk forward.

"Now for the men," Effie said.

Gale's chin clenched.

"Vick," the piece of paper fell to the floor. "Oh dear," Effie said. A Peacekeeper ran on stage and handed the paper to her. Katniss's eyes found Gale's brother. "The lucky tribute is Vick Rivers," Effie red.

She could see Gale's shoulders slump.

Now that everyone that she knew was safe Katniss let go of her mother's hand. The Reaping was done and the kids were brought inside of the justice building.

"I'll go get Prim," her mother said.

Katniss nodded.

"Catnip," Gale said.

"Hey," Katniss nodded. "How is Vick?"

"Grateful he's being held by ma," Gale said.

Katniss searched the crowd wishing she'd gone with her mother.

"So now that Prim's safe," Gale began.

"Gale," she said. Her eyes searched the crowd. After a moment she watched Peeta approach her. She gripped her hands. They had a rapport of sorts. Over the past four years, they'd become friends.

"Katniss don't use that tone of voice with me," Gale said. "I don't like you working in the mines."

"Hey, Katniss." He smiled then said, "Gale."

"Peeta," Gale said looking annoyed.

"Hi Peeta," Katniss said, thankful for Peeta's presence.

"You look beautiful," Peeta said.

Gale frowned, "Yes, you look nice."

"Thank you," Katniss said.

"I've never seen you wear that color," Gale said scratching his head. "That's not your favorite color is it?"

"No," Katniss said.

"No, it's mine." Peeta slipped his hand in his pocket. "Katniss likes green."

"How?" Gale looked confused.

"My father and I would like to give you some cookies, for you and your family. I am sure you guys have a lot to celebrate. Prim phasing out of the Reaping and Vick escaping the Games."

"Thanks," Gale nodded. "I was hoping for..."

"That is so sweet of you Peeta," Katniss said. Her heart was racing and not because she was going to say no to Gale.

"Are you going to quit the mines?" Peeta asked.

Gale's eyes flew to hers.

"I overheard what Gale said, and I know you've been talking about it for a long while?" Peeta took a step closer to her and she didn't move away.

Katniss nodded, she could feel her cheeks warming up. "I can't wait to tell my family."

Peeta shuffled closer once more and she didn't move away. His Cinnamon and dill scent wafted over her and she closed her eyes briefly. "We'll still see each other."

"Thank goodness. Seeing you is my motivation to get myself out of bed every morning. But sometimes it’s the opposite..."

"Is Peeta the reason you caught me going to the slagheap," Prim gasped in a loud voice.

Katniss didn't hear her mother arrive nor did she hear the rest of the Hawthornes approach.

"Are you and Peeta together?" Gale demanded.

Katniss glanced at Peeta and together they said, "Yes, yes we are."

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Ooohhh sounds good!! Thank you for all the pie recs @mega-aulover I really appreciate it 💗💗💗

@booksrockmyface what is the name of the story you wrote where Katniss agrees to sleep with Peeta I believe she's a maid?