- Katniss: Give us the gate key.
- Peacekeeper: I have no gate key.
- Katniss: Gale, tear his arms off.
- Peacekeeper: Oh, you mean THIS gate key.
Okay, SO I want some secondary Gale shipping in this fic…because Gale is going to be a lovable, annoying but good older brother type in this up coming fic and I am deciding he deserves some romance too XD.
My thing is: I ship him with Johanna most the time, and…in the context of this fic where they run away in Catching Fire I can’t have that.
I am leaning on the options of Madge or Delly. While Madge is amazing and I love her, she is so often shipped with Gale I kinda, want to not try that? Not that they are bad, actually love them together. But I want something a bit different. Delly is interesting and different but it would take some more work to make that relationship make sense. Basically, them devoting feelings.
You could argue it would make sense for both of these girls to run away with the Everdeens, Hawthrones and Peeta. But Delly makes slightly more sense to me personally, as she is personally close with Peeta. And in the absence of his family, I can see her going with him.
So, I am leaving this up to you all- Gale x Madge, or Gale x Delly? Let me know! Both are really good choices and I am the queen of indecisiveness.
hits hard that even the hunger games listened to their audience and did an all star season
Okay, what fic question. Lately I have been throwing out there some possible fics I am considering writing. What one would you all like the best?
1) Peeta/Katniss adopting fic
2) Darker Katniss/Gale with Everlark ending fic.
3) Something with Peeta, Katniss and Gale running away with the Everdeen and Hawthonre family. Which would include actually-a-decent-friend Gale (or really…just non-jealous Gale if we are honest).
Got to see some set pieces and costumes from the movies today. It was cool. It was rude that there was nothing of Gales though 😒🤣
Katniss and Peeta reimagined
“I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I’ve been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.” (Katniss, HG)
“Only I keep wishing I could think of a way…to show the Capitol they don’t own me. That I’m more than just a piece in their Games.” (Katniss, HG)
“I turn and put my lips close to Peeta’s and drop my eyelids in imitation… “He offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets,” I say in my best seductive voice. (Katniss, CF)
“Katniss,“ Gale says softly.
I recognize that voice. It’s the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a deathblow. I Instinctively raise my hand to block his words but he catches it and holds on tightly.
Don’t,” I whisper.
But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me.
Katniss, There is no District Twelve.” (MJ)
“Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.” (MJ)
“But I have to confess, I’m glad you two had at least a few months of happiness together.“
I’m not glad,” says Peeta. “I wish we had waited until the whole thing was done officially.”
This takes even Caesar aback. “Surely even a brief time is better than no time?”
Maybe I’d think that, too, Caesar,“ says Peeta bitterly, "If it weren’t for the baby.” (CF)
“Yes,” I whisper. The red blinking light on one of the cameras catches my eye. I know I’m being recorded. “Yes,” I say more forcefully. Everyone is drawing away from me—Gale, Cressida, the insects—giving me the stage. But I stay focused on the red light. “I want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I’m right here in District Eight, where the Capitol has just bombed a hospital full of unarmed men, women, and children. There will be no survivors.” The shock I’ve been feeling begins to give way to fury. “I want to tell people that if you think for one second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there’s a cease-fire, you’re deluding yourself. Because you know who they are and what they do.” My hands go out automatically, as if to indicate the whole horror around me. “This is what they do! And we must fight back!”
I’m moving in toward the camera now, carried forward by my rage. “President Snow says he’s sending us a message? Well, I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that?” One of the cameras follows as I point to the planes burning on the roof of the warehouse across from us. The Capitol seal on a wing glows clearly through the flames. “Fire is catching!” I am shouting now, determined that he will not miss a word. “And if we burn, you burn with us!” (Katniss, MJ)
And there’s a special place in heaven for people who appreciate Gale and Katniss’s friendship
Six Sentence Sunday?
Gale sighed. “I was stood up.”
“Me too.” Annie sipped her soda. “My… I guess she’s kind of my sister-in-law… Johanna convinced me to sign up for this dating app. I didn’t even want to come. But the guy seemed nice. And Finn was encouraging.”
“Briar doesn’t even know I’m here. It’s Katniss’s weekend. But he was very concerned that I wasn’t with someone.”
“Probably the upcoming wedding.” Annie suggested.
“You’re probably right.” Gale sipped his drink.
“What are you drinking?” Annie indicated his almost empty glass. “I should return the favor.”
Gale shook his head. “Nah, it’s whiskey and coke. Not fair to your non-alcoholic beverage.”
“Then how can I make it up to you?”
Gale was never good with flirting and he hardly ever recognized when women flirted, but he was picking up on something in her tone.