Traveler. Art lover. Food lover. Book lover. Animal lover. Beach lover. Movie lover. Beer, wine, sports and fanfic enthusiast. I blog about whatever the hell tickles my fancy.
Since I missed all the craziness over Peeta, Gale and Finnick’s portraits, I’m going to post again now (sorry in advance if I litter your dash)
Peeta Mellark : This is one hot bastard. Seriously, I was having late lunch when I saw this. The whole package is just beautiful. And that face? That face is just. I can’t. Jesus. This is the best pick me up I’ve ever had. My love for you knows no boundaries. You look so dashing and fuckable. Did you Peeta Mellark channel Josh “life ruiner” Hutcherson? You’ve got that whole “Let me love you” look going on there, babe. *oh my heart*
Finnick Odair : Why do you have to be soooo?? I love your outfit, honey. Very Capitol Couture. Lol. But I love you so I don’t care if you’re wearing a skirt or skort or totally look like you were dressed by Capt. Jack Sparrow, I still love you to bones. IDC.
Gale Hawthorne : I like you. I would love you even more if you have a light dusting of scruff. Is it just me or does the whole rolled up sleeves makes him look so rugged and manly? Damn you, Gale!
I can’t believe ohmyjoshiferr and I got this chapter done in one day! Well here...