fuckyeahgalekatniss:

Gale’s wrists are bound to a wooden post. The wild turkey he shot earlier hangs above him, the nail driven through its neck. His jacket’s been cast aside on the ground, his shirt torn away. He slumps unconscious on his knees, held up only by the ropes at his wrists. What used to be his back is a raw, bloody slab of meat.

Standing behind him is a man I’ve never seen, but I recognize his uniform. It’s the one designated for our Head Peacekeeper. This isn’t old Cray, though. This is a tall, muscular man with sharp creases in his pants.

The pieces of the picture do not quite come together until I see his arm raise the whip.

“No!” I cry, and spring forward. It’s too late to stop the arm from descending, and i instinctively know I won’t have the power to block it. Instead I throw myself directly between the whip and Gale. 

The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. Chapter 7, page 73.

Gale and Katniss, The Hunger Games: Catching Fire Trailer

“None of them know my mind like he does.” 

thegaletomycatnip:

-Chapter 19, Mockingjay

Gale gave me a sense of security I’d lacked since my father’s death. His companionship replaced the long solitary hours in the woods. I became a much better hunter when I didn’t have to look over my shoulder constantly, when someone was watching my back. 
But he turned into so much more than a hunting partner. He became my confidant, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice inside the fence. In exchange, he trusted me with his.
Being out in the woods with Gale … sometimes I was actually happy.

I do think you’re mad

and I’ll still go with you

effinwomen:

Jen and Liam have amazing chemistry. They have a nice moment right before Katniss is reaped that is the very first thing we shot. And then when Gale has been brought in from the whipping, that’s another really nice moment they have alone. -Francis Lawrence

His body is familiar to me – the way it moves, the smell of wood smoke, even the sound of his heart beating I know from quiet moments on a hunt – but this is the first time I really feel it, lean and hard-muscled against my own.

And you use it only for me…

 ”Gale says I never smile, except in the woods.” 

(i carry it in my heart)

If only he was with me now! But, of course, I don’t want that. I don’t want him in the arena where he’d be dead in a few days. I just … I miss him. And I hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must.

If only he was with me now! But, of course, I don’t want that. I don’t want him in the arena where he’d be dead in a few days. I just … I miss him. And I hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must.