Peeta Mellark Needed!

firegirl-katniss:

Looking for a Peeta Mellark roleplayer! Anyone out there that wants to be my peeta and roleplay?

Can we just appreciate someone for a second?

you-just-got-caught-in-my-snare:

In our RP, there is, particularly this one person, who is consistent with her posts and is practically the only one alive in this RP.

Let’s just appreciate “up-in-the-trees”, aka Maegan!

Yea, seriously though, I nominate Maegan for Role of the Month for thehungergamesrpg. 

Visiting District 12 | Rue/Thresh

up-in-the-trees:

 ”Hey babe, you could look for your dress tomorrow and I could find a suit?”, Thresh suggested. Rue’s eyes lit up at the thought of dress shopping, but the excitement soon faded when she realized there was no way she would be able to afford a dress, let alone a venue. Thoughts of the wedding swirled in Rue’s head making her dizzy with exhaustion. 

  “Well,” she piped up, “there’s no harm in looking, but things are pretty expensive when they are shipped from District to District. Perhaps we should look in District 8 to minimize costs? I guess I can sew my own dress because we cannotafford a seamstress.” Rue sighed in frustration and rested her head on her fiance’s chest. She chewed on her inner cheek for a moment and came up with nothing. “We’ll figured it out in the morning,” she yawned. Hopefully she stayed true to her word after a good night’s rest.

Her eyes lit up.  I felt my heart melt.  I loved seeing her so happy.  Suddenly it faded as she thought about cost.  I wanted to let her have the best dress.  Her dream dress.  I made a mental note to talk to everyone i could to see if i couldn’t find enough money to get that for her.  “Yeah, i guess we’ll figure it all out in the morning.” I agreed.  “I love you Rue.” I said, and then i kissed her passionately on the lips.

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Visiting District 12 | Rue/Thresh

up-in-the-trees:

“We shall!,” Thresh replies, and the two go on to the Hob to restock on depleted supplies. The sun was beaming without mercy, leaving the locals to suffer the consequences. But the day soon shifted into the evening and they decide to check in at the humble district inn. There was not much to look at, but it had a bed and running water, so it was good enough for Rue. Trying to adapt to the heat, Rue changes into her under clothes, and Thresh aloofly does the same. Rue sighed at the duffel before her. She was tired, and was in no way in the mood to unpack. The bag is then closed and stuffed under the bed to be dealt with tomorrow. The feeling of large hands gripping her flesh firmly breaks her train of thought. She spins on her heels to face her fiancé who kisses her passionately, to which she naturally responds with a charged kiss. Thresh tugs at his boxers suggestively, and Rue breaks the kiss. “Not tonight, darling. I really am exhausted.” Thresh looks at her disappointedly and falls onto the bed. Rue lies next to him trying to avoid his disappointed eyes. Nothing bothered her more than seeing him disappointed, but she couldn’t do it tonight. She had no energy. If she tried, Thresh would probably end up being a necrophiliac.

I was disappointed, but it faded as i say her point.  I was exausted as well.  It had been a long day of traveling and shopping.  My thoughts turned to our upcoming wedding.  We had finished up our guest list, deciding on keeping it small.  We still needed to figure out location and other stuff.  ”Hey babe, you could look for your dress tomorrow and I could find a suit?” I suggested.  I didn’t own a suit and i need to make sure that i look my absolute best for my love on our wedding day.

Visiting District 12 | Rue/Thresh

up-in-the-trees:

“Where to first?”, he asks rather urgently. I honestly have no clue, I’m the one with the terrible sense of direction. I usually run around in circles like a dog chasing its tail when it comes to these things. I chuckle to myself and give myself a moment to think. “Hmm,” I start, “Is the need for supplies a life-or-death matter?”,well that’s one way to narrow it down. Rue, you truly are the dumbest person I know. Thresh notices that I’m slipping further into my mind and grabs me before I slip into the abyss. “Well, I…uh..I don’t think so..”, he shrugs. “Then that’s that,” I say, and hold out my elbow, “shall we?”

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The Guest List | Rue/Thresh

up-in-the-trees:

He answers rather quickly, “Should we leave now?”. I am a bit taken by surprise, for Thresh was usually one to plan ahead. But I am excited nonetheless, “I’m ready when you are,” I answer quickly. A brilliant smile peels across his face, and I am mindlessly throwing clothes into a bag. In a matter of minutes we are ready and out the door. I can’t stop smiling at Thresh, we haven’t been on a trip like this since we came to District 12 and I hope this brings as many memories as the last.

I nod at her question.  Lately I’ve been trying to be more spontaneous  and aloof.  I notice it takes her by surprise.  I smirk at her and she brightens up.  I casually put on my coat and gather up so cash for supplies as she frantically throws clothes in a bag.  We rush out the door and off into the night.  It doesn’t take long till we’ve reached the fence.  There’s a gaping hoe in it that we’ve been using to get in and out of the city  limits. Now that i think of it, there’s  really no reason to be hiding in the woods anymore, now that the capitol has fallen and all.  Thoughts go through my mind of Rue and I moving into the city limits, much closer to everyone and closer to resources.  Now that there aren’t any peacekeepers, we have nothing to worry about.  I can’t imagine what they would have done to us if they were still in power.  I try not to think of it, but instead on hopefully running into our friends in 12.  we reach the town square and i turn to Rue and ask, “Where to first?”

The Guest List | Rue/Thresh

up-in-the-trees:

I look at Thresh with hopeful eyes, like a child waiting for the birth of a sibling. I hope he agrees because I am already unbelievably excited. After all this time, Thresh still doesn’t know why I wanted to be away from my father so desperately. I subtly touch the scars on my lower back, instantly reliving the moment I acquired them. I feel myself tense up, but I hope Thresh didn’t notice. I pipe up, “So what do you think?”, trying to stay light. The thoughts creep into my mind again, making me uneasy. I really hope my father decides against coming, and if he doesn’t, I hope he runs into Peacekeepers on the way. It’s a terrible thing to say, I know, but nothing compares to the pain he made me feel.

“Should we leave now?” I ask her.  I dont want to sound like im in a hurry but i’m excited to see if anyone is still up in town.  I miss my friends.  And, i’m pretty sure we’re running low on supplies, so we would need to stop in the hob any ways.