Want a bread?

My name is Peeta Mellark.
District 12 and a tribute. Usually very nice.
The boy with the Bread.
Here to answer your questions. :)

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Feel free to talk to me anytime you want. Since the war is over i have a lot of time :P




posted 5 months ago | 942 notes | via finnick-odair-bear | (© fuckermanquick)

Peeta’s idea of playing with his kids 

shock-the-world:


firecatchers:

”You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know”


posted 5 months ago | 258 notes | via theboywhopaints | (© firecatchers)

posted 5 months ago | 1033 notes | via theboywhopaints | (© finnickless)
cinnasketchbook:

Here by ~Peeps94

cinnasketchbook:

Here by ~Peeps94


posted 5 months ago | 16 notes | via panempropo | (© panempropo)
tags: #fanart

posted 5 months ago | 563 notes | via thetributefromdistrict12 | (© peetaismyhero)
tags: #queue

posted 5 months ago | 557 notes | via finnickdistractsme | (© readymind)

posted 5 months ago | 630 notes | via girlwhowasonfire | (© theoldonetwo)

acciothehungergames:

Prim!” The strangled cry comes out of my throat, and my muscles begin to move again. “Prim!” I don’t need to shove through the crowd. The other kids make way immediately, allowing me a straight path to the stage. I reach her just as she is about to mount the steps. With one sweep of my arm, I push her behind me.
“I volunteer!” I gasp. “I volunteer as tribute!”