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taytrashmouth · 11 months ago

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HIII!!!! could u do prompt 1 w peeta I think it would fit his character so well bc he’s actually the sweetest boy ever (also I love ur pfp robin lovers rise!!)

It so would!!!! Okay I love this!

Omg thank you! Robin slays- we should have a club…

Prompt 1: you’re being all cute and sweet and it’s making me want to kiss you

I hope you enjoy! This is just tooth rotting fluff.

Roses and kisses

Peeta Mellark x reader

Peeta was the perfect boyfriend. You realised this really early on in your relationship.

When you mentioned that you liked the smell of roses, the next day he was in your front yard planting rose bushes. You almost cried when you found out he came over every morning to trim, care for and water them.

You often visited him in the victors village, and today was a short, but difficult walk there. You were having the worst cramps which you mentioned to Peeta this morning when he tended to your roses.

“Peeta!” You called as you entered his home.

“Upstairs bathroom!” He yelled back and you began to walk upstairs.

When you turned into the room tears immediately filled your eyes. He had run you a bath, with rose petals floating in the water.

“Peeta-“ you could barely say anything.

“You said you had cramps…and I don’t know much about that stuff but I asked Katniss and she said heat helped sometimes so I ran you a bath.” He explained, completely oblivious to how perfect he was.

When you first started dating Peeta you were worried because of how the Capitol made it seem like he and Katniss had something going. But how could you be, he was so loyal and trustworthy.

“Thank you.” Tears fell from your eyes, more emotional today than any other.

“You don’t like it?” He asked, laced with concern.

“No no! Peeta…it’s perfect, you’re perfect. It’s just so nice and nobody has ever done something so sweet for me before.” You explained.

“Hey it’s okay.” He held you so tightly as he hugged you, stroking your hair. He didn’t mind if you cried on his shirt or were emotional. He was there for you.

“Well I’ll wait downstairs.” He smiled.

“No…you don’t have to leave.” You blurted out.

He nodded.

“I won’t look.” He stated as you pulled at the hem of your shirt. He looked at his feet while you got undressed. You hadn’t gotten there yet.

“I don’t mind if you look, Peeta.” You told him, his slowly raised his gaze. His eyes did a quick search of your naked body but they locked onto your eyes. It was small gestures like that, the ones he didn’t even know he was doing.

“Probably shouldn’t do this today.” Gesturing to yourself. “I’m all bloated and gross-“ you tried to explain.

“You’re so beautiful n/n” he stated just above a whisper. He was the only one that called you n/n. You smiled softly. How did you get so lucky.

You climbed in the bath, the water was so warm and soothing.

You spoke for a while, before Peeta offered to wash your hair.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to-“ he was nervous. “I want to.” You replied with a smile.

He massaged your head to gently, making sure soap didn’t go into your eye. He covered every inch of your head with soap and used a bowl to help rinsing it out. He used his hand as a shield from the water. Treating you with more care than you ever had. He finished by smoothing your hair back and softly kissing your forehead.

He was perfect.

He went downstairs to let you change and when you walked into the kitchen he was buttering some steamy bread.

“I thought you’d be hungry, so I made bread before you came. It just came out the oven.” He handed you a plate.

You could do nothing except smile at this perfect boy. “Thank you. It smells delicious.” You spoke as you took a bite of the soft bread. Warm butter on your lips.

“Holy shit!” You smiled widely. He smiled to himself, proud of his work.

“What do you wanna do today?” Peeta asked.

“Can we maybe just lie down. Rest.” You asked.

He smiled and nodded.

When you had eaten about six slices of bread, Peeta didn’t make a comment about how much you ate, he simply asked if you wanted him to make more.

Soon enough you were upstairs in his room. He walked into the on suite to drain the bath water before he lay down.

“Shit.” He spoke as he walked out of the bathroom, shirt covered in water. He obviously leaned to far forward when draining the water.

“Oh no.” You stood up, that’s when he saw you had changed into one of his plain t-shirts and your underwear.

“Wow.” He breathed out. “You’re really beautiful.” He told you so genuinely.

You smiled. Looking at him with nothing but love.

“Peeta…you’re being all cute and sweet and it’s making me want to kiss you.

He smiled shyly, blush touching his cheeks.

“Okay.”

You kissed him gently but passionately. Holding his cheeks.

When you pulled away he smiled with swollen lips, the sight made you giggle.

“Change you’re shirt and come cuddle.” You made grabby hands from the bed after you sat back down.

He looked nervous. “ I won’t look.” You assured him. He looked eternally grateful.

Peeta had told you before, he was littered with scars from the games, from his parents. He hated it. He was really insecure. He knew you would love him no matter what he looked like but it was still scary. He could barely look at himself in the mirror.

You turned to face the other way.

You heard some movement before you heard his voice again.

“N/n.”

You waited a second before turning around to see his bare chest. You smiled. Sure enough there were scars everywhere.

He looked at the ground, he looked nervous, more than you think you’d seen him before.

“You’re really handsome.” You told him and lifted his chin, stroking his cheek when you approached.

He smiled too.

“Thank you for showing me.” You smiled at him brightly. Teary again, it was a big deal.

You squeezed his hand to let him know it was okay.

You pulled him into his soft bed and you both lay entangled in each other. Your head on his bare chest and he played with your hair.

“Is this okay.” You asked as traced one of his scars.

He hesitated before nodding.

“You don’t have to say yes.” You say up slightly.

“I know. Don’t stop…it’s nice.” He held your head back to his chest and continued.

“Thank you for today.” You whispered. He answered simply with a kiss on your head.

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asterias-record-shop · 1 year ago

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—𓆩[in our next life || VI]𓆪—

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𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Finnick Odair x Fem! District 4 Victor! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - fluff, slight angst

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 2.2K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Peeta and Katniss weren’t the first to fall in love after the games. That title went to you and Finnick, your mentor after you were Reaped at the age of fifteen two years after Finnick. After being dragged back into the Games with the Quarter Quell, you both are determined to stop it, no matter what- especially if one of you would gladly sacrifice themselves for the other.

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - a little more angsty than usual || you almost die again (you don't though!) || Finnick wants to kill Peeta a little || jabberjays are assholes || game master point of views || Finnick really does love you omg ||

You laid between Finnick’s legs on the beach, eyes closed as he slowly took your hair, braiding small sections. You used to practice on him when you were younger, it was your stress relief, but you slowly switched places when he cut his hair and you taught him how to braid for ropes.

You stared at the tsunami-like wave that traveled through one part of the arena, hand softly rubbing at his calf. You sat up when you heard yelling, three forms running out of the forest a couple yards away, Katniss standing up as Finnick grabbed his trident before you heard that voice that always went shrill when you heard them scream.

“Johanna?” You mumble, smiling when you see her signature ax. “Johanna!”

“Y/N!” She yells out, running towards you even though you refused to touch her. “We were deep in the jungle where I thought we’d be safe,” she says, scoffing. “Then the rain started. I thought it was water, it turned out to be blood.”

You look over at Beetee who scooped water over himself to wash it off. She continues telling Finnick whatever she was saying as Wiress says ‘tick tock’ over and over again. You pause, looking around at the arena. Twelve sections and a tree that gets hit by lightning twice a day. You look at her, gasping. “Wiress, you’re a genius!”

Even then, though, after Gloss and Cashmere got to the cornucopia, all hell broke loose. Gloss and Cashmere distracted Katniss and Johanna while you fought to keep the cornucopia yours. When the cornucopia started spinning, though, it was horrible.

You were on the edge, struggling to keep hold of the rocks as Finnick attempted to reach down for you. “Y/N! Y/N, grab my hand, please!”

What was the point? If you fell, you would take him along with you, even accidentally. “I can’t. Finnick, I can’t!”

He shook his head. “Yes! Yes you can, Y/N, grab my hand!”

You slowly let go of the rocks, screaming out as the island starts to go the other way and you’re thrown into the water. Finnick gasps, throwing his trident to the side. “Y/N! Y/N!” He’s about to jump in before Peeta pulls him back.

“Finnick, don’t!”

“Move! Peeta move, got dammit, move!” He yells, trying to shove him off.

“If you go in there, you’ll die!” Peeta attempted to reason, but Finnick didn’t care, not when you were in there. “Finnick!”

Finnick grabbed his wrists, grabbing his trident to press against Peeta’s throat. “Get your fucking hands off of me.”

Peeta squeezed his eyes shut, sighing as he stepped back before Finnick dived into the water. He was the strongest swimmer out of any of them, if anyone could get to you, it’d be him. He searched frantically, finally locating your body drifting away from the cornucopia before swimming over. He dragged you behind him, swimming back toward the island where the currents began to still. Climbing up, he forced your body onto the rocks.

“Peeta! Katniss! Johanna!” He yelled out their names, trying to get help as he got you onto the platform. He panted, quickly pushing your wet hair out of your face before pressing his ear to your chest. “No. No, Y/N! Y/N, wake up! Get up!”

He starts chest compressions, grunting as he forces all his weight onto you, one two, before leaning down and pressing his lips to yours, breathing into your mouth as he groans. “No! No, You’re not fucking- no! You said you wouldn’t leave me, Y/N, get up!”

He continues compressions, groaning as you stay still, eyes closed and lips turning a slight blue. He hears footsteps, his hand quickly goes to his trident before Peeta comes running. “Finnick, I-”

“Shut up!” Finnick says, glaring at the other male. “You better shut the fuck up, Mellark. If she’s fucking dead, you better believe it’s you next and the rest of the bastards in this game!”

His hands continue compression, pausing to push air into your mouth as he holds your cheek, tears brimming his eyes. You can’t leave him, you promised. He promised, he promised he’d keep you safe and he failed. “Y/N, please,” he whispers, inhaling shakily as he pressed his forehead to yours. “Don’t leave me. Come on please.”

He was begging as he continued compressions, cursing loudly as he stared at your stilled body. “Wake up! Wake up, Y/N, please wake up! I swear to fucking god, wake up!”

When the cannon went off, he froze. His mouth drops, the tears he held back finally falling down his cheeks as he stared at you. “No.”

Peeta inhaled shakily. “Finnick-”

Finnick’s hands pressed into your chest as he stood, grabbing his trident as he glared at Peeta. “I’m going to kill you!”

It was when you started coughing did Finnick quickly turn around, watching as you gagged on water before turning to your side. He fell to his knees, quickly slapping his hand against your back as you gagged loudly, retching. “Oh darling, you’re okay. You’re okay, let it all out.”

He holds back your hair as you retch a few more times, hand rubbing up and down your back as you hold his thigh. You panted as he finally pulled you up, quickly examining your face as you stared at his blood shot eyes. “Finnick? What’s wrong?”

He laughs, stroking your cheek as he shakes his head. “Nothing, darling. Nothing, nothing my love,” he stroked your hair back as he kissed you, a loud shriek making him laugh as he pulled back. “What’s wrong?”

“Finnick, I almost threw up!��

“And? You didn’t,” he whispers, brushing his nose against yours. “I thought I lost you, darling.”

You inhaled shakily, shaking your head in response. “You’ll never lose me, Finnick.”

He pulled you in for another kiss, groaning as he pulled you into his lap. You gasped as his hand pulled your mouth, farther into his own as his tongue pushed into your mouth, his other hand rubbing down your back as you tugged his head back by his golden hair.

“G-Guys?” Peeta squeaked, but you didn’t care, neither of you cared enough.

Your hips rut into his as another cannon goes off, a loud moan falling from his lips before you pull away. Your lips were swollen as you kissed his ear, his hand pulling you closer to him.

He holds you close, stroking your head as he sobbed into your shoulder, your mouth pressing kisses into his hair as you look up at Peeta, mouthing ‘thank you’ to him. He inhaled, nodding as he stood and jogged away.

Your hands stroke his hair, kisses being pressed to every curl and whisp of his golden locks as he pulls you as close as he possibly could. “I thought I lost you,” he whispers, sniffling. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.” He pressed a kiss to your stomach before you made him look up at you, smiling down at him.

“Finnick, I’m not going anywhere.”

He inhaled, leaning into your touch as you wiped his eyes. “I love you, Y/N Odair.”

You lean down, kissing his lips again. “I love you, Finnick Odair. From now until the end of time.”

He smiles, head resting on your chest. “And when we meet in our next lifetime.”

Finnick refused to leave you until you made him go into the forest with Katniss. You would be fine with Johanna and Peeta.

When they got in there, though, he heard you. He heard you screaming, from the opposite side of where he had just come from. It didn’t click at first, but you screamed, you screamed his name so loud and wailed, “Finnick! Finnick, help me! Finnick!”

Katniss shakes her head. “Finnick, no. Finnick, stop!”

“Y/N. Y/N! Y/N, where are you?!” He had just lost you, even for a mere few minutes, he was not going to lose you again. You screamed even louder, wailing.

“Finnick. Finnick! Finnick, help!”

“Y/N. Y/N!”

She goes around him, quickly getting his attention. “Finnick! Finnick, it’s not her! It’s not Y/N, it’s just a jabberjay.”

“How do you think they got that sound?” Finnick asked, eyes burning. “Jabberjays copy.”

A male voice makes Katniss breathe a name, but all Finnick was focused on was you. The birds flew down on them, your voice screaming his name over and over again. Finnick! Finnick help me, why won’t you help me?!

You, on the other hand, heard him. You heard him screaming your name, and you ran into the forest until you heard a new voice, one you could never forget. “Y/N, help me! Help me, they’re hurting me! Help, help me!”

No. No it wasn’t possible, he was dead. He was dead, right?

“Help me! Y/N, please, it hurts! It hurts!”

But maybe it was possible. This was the games after all. “Code? Code! Code, where are you?! Code, baby, where are you?!”

“Code… Code, where have I heard that name before?” Claudius whispers, looking through his papers like he might find something.

“Ah! Code was the alliance that our Princess of Panem had with a young boy from District 3,” Caesar explains as you run through the woods, screaming out for him. “He was murdered by the Career Tributes when she had gone fishing, and screamed out for her help. Afterwards, Y/N killed the eight Career Tributes when the dam exploded and drowned them after capturing them in a skillfully tied net.”

Claudius laughs. “Oh, what a smart girl our princess is!”

“While on her Victory Tour, she praised Code to his family and apologized that she couldn’t save him,” Caesar sniffled dramatically. “Our poor princess did try, for days in fact. She tried to heal him with different herbs and such that she found, but nothing worked,” he stared into the camera. “To Code’s family, I hope you see how much your son impacted our Princess,” he raised his hand to his heart. “And in turn, us.”

The screaming only got louder as you neared Finnick and Katniss, Peeta and Johanna behind you. You saw the birds, jabberjays. All hope that Code was alive dropped in an instant, but as you ran forward, you were blocked by the glass. Finnick and Katniss banged on the force field, their screams mute as you pressed your hands to Finnick’s through the clear area. “Finnick! Finnick, I’m here! I’m here, it’s okay!”

You watched him crumble to the ground, his eyes staring into yours as you banged on the glass. “Stop! Stop this, please!” You screamed out, sobbing as he covers his ears, screaming at all the cameras that focused in on both of you. “Stop this! Stop! What do you want from us, stop!” You wailed, hands slamming into the force field as you pressed your head against Finnick’s. You couldn’t hear him, but you saw his face, you saw how much he was in pain, pain you couldn’t do anything about. “Finnick. Finnick, please! Please, please look at me!”

His eyes squeezed shut as he screamed, trying to block out all the noise, the wailing and sounds of your screams and sobs begging for him to help you even though you were right in front of him. As much as it hurt him physically, it hurt him more mentally, your screaming and the thought of him being unable to help you making him shut down.

You sobbed against the force field until the hour was up, quickly crawling to Finnick’s body as he slowly rocked back and forth. “Finnick. Finnick? Finnick, darling, Finnick.”

He gasps as he looked up at you, red eyes with dark rings underneath making your stomach twist. “Hey, darling,” he fakes a grin as you try to reach for him, his hand quickly blocking you. “I’m okay. I’m okay.”

“Finnick, no, please don’t,” you whisper, eyes filling with tears. He had never rejected touch from you, even when you both fought, and this was a new kind of pain. “Don’t push me away. Please, please don’t push me away.”

“Y/N, I can’t, I can’t,” he whispers, clutching the sides of his head as he groans. “I can’t lose you, I can’t.”

You shook your head. “You won’t. You won’t, Finnick, I’m right here.”

Your hands finally cup his face as Johanna starts to scream at the sky just like you did. “You know, you can’t put everybody in here!” She screams, her ax bouncing along with her body movements as Katniss stares up at her. “What? They can’t hurt me,” she says, clutching her ax. “There’s no one left that I love.”

You exhaled shakily as you pulled Finnick into your neck, stroking his hair. If you could, you would be screaming just like Johanna. The only problem was that you did have people you loved, and even if it was few, they were still people you loved and cared for. Never would you put them in harm's way to scream out words that would do nothing.

Finnick exhaled against your skin, pulling you close as you stroked his hair, kissing at his head. “Don’t go, Y/N. Please.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Finnick. Never.”

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thesweetnessofspring · 1 year ago

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i have a few Everlark Post-MJ head canons that I’d like to share!

Katniss and Peeta get to finally act like the normal kids/teenagers they never got to be? Small things like playing out in the rain, reading a bunch of books that were once banned by the Capitol, dancing to music in their living room, and getting into mundane hobbies not part of their typical persona (like I can see Katniss taking up some knitting or crocheting? maybe Peeta could take a hand at carpentry, building small things like birdhouses and chairs)

Once they’re more stable physically and mentally, they add work-out regimes in their daily routines. Peeta, being an athlete in canon, starts to lift weights again and maybe take a few runs around the district once in awhile? He comes back to 12 probably still a lot skinner compared to when he was training for the quell? But he gets all the muscle back in no time, much to Katniss’ appraisal 😉 speaking of Katniss, she’s naturally active in the woods with climbing trees and all that but I do believe she too takes a few runs once im awhile, sometimes with Peeta ☺️

Okay this one is my fave but they love to mess with Haymitch because now that their lives aren’t at risk, him getting pissed at them is just plain hilarious. I can imagine Peeta pulling small pranks on him (as a normal teenage boy does) like doodling on the sides of the newspaper before Haymitch gets to read it at breakfast. When he gets Katniss roped into the pranks tho, they truly become a menace. Drawing on Haymitch’s face while he naps and him not noticing till he strolls into town and someone points it out, they super glue his coffee mug to the table, purposely showing a lot of PDA while he eats because they know it disgusts him, filling his flask with odd (but consumable) liquids 🥲 though, Haymitch also gets his revenge sometimes like by timing the exact moment he knows they’re about to ~get busy~ so he walks in and casually makes conversation while they stare at him in irritation, or stealing Peeta’s freshly baked loaves from the counter when he leaves the kitchen for a bit 😭 also, making a lot of dirty jokes and innuendos to Katniss once he noticed she and Peeta are becoming a lot closer because he knows it pisses her off

Omg I’m so sorry for the long post but I have so many HCs for them! I hope you don’t mind me sending them once in awhile since idk where to really put them lmao

❤️, headcanon-anony

headcanon-anony, I'm honored you would think to send these to me! I love all of these! Especially about how Katniss, Peeta, and Haymitch find little ways to tease and prank each other. Such a found family thing to do and a light way to cope with their trauma through laughter. And Katniss and Peeta taking time to be kids again?! Love it! I think later when they have kids, getting to experience the joys of childhood through them is also very healing and meaningful for them.

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nickeverdeen · 2 days ago

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Can I ask what's your favorite and least favorite canon and non-canon ship for every fandom? I'd like to get to know you better! (Obvi you can choose two or more if you can't decide)

Omg, hi cariño, I gotta say that in some fandoms I don’t really have favourite ships so I’m sorryyyy and I’m sorry for answering the next day, but it was a lot to put together.

To everyone please be respectful

Least favourite ship = Orange / Favourite ship = Green

Overwatch

Okay, I’ve never really looked through ships for this fandom, but I do have a little thing going over here

Cannon = Cassidy x Mercy - McMercy / Lena x Emily - Lenily

Non-canon = Genji x Lena - Grencer / Genji x Mercy - Gency

Why = I’m not sure, but going to McMercy I never really liked their dynamic or how they worked it kidna felt a bit too preassured. With Lenily - they’ve been my no. 1 forever since I found out about them - they’re absolutely precious. I don’t think I have to explain Grencer. Gency is just for me really comforting and it’s a nice kind of ship.

But also! I remember when I was younger and watched the animated Overwatch movie there was a scene between Lena and Widowmaker and… I still kidna see it there for some reason 😭

The Maze Runner

There are literally just two canon ships to this so that was a bit of a trouble

Cannon = Brenda x Thomas - Trenda / Thomas x Teresa - Thomesa

Non-canon = Alby x Chuck - Chalby / Sonya x Harriet - Sonyarriet

Why = Honestly I think literally no one agrees with my first point, but when you take Trenda - Brenda would be good with Thomas, but it was in the wrong time as it felt like he kidna used the image of them dating to start to get over Teresa. Thomesa wasn’t healthy a lot later in more movies, but looking at the time before she betrayed them and all it seemed pretty healthy to me, plus I liked the redemption arc between them. Chalby… I’m not sure if I should even explain this, but sure firstly Chuck is 12 years old while Alby is 18 years old and I just see Chuck looking at Alby as an older brother or prehaps a mentor, but definetly not a lover. Sonyarriet was my top 1 and I refused to believe after joining the fandom that they ain’t dating and I still strongly think that if they weren’t dating in the past one of them had a crush on the other.

By the way, when I was younger and first saw the movies and read the books I was loving Avason (Ava x Jason) ship… for some reason as rn I can’t remember any chemistry between them, but I think it’d still be pretty cool if they’d have the like “I like you, but fuck you” or “I like you, but I can’t have you” arc

The Hunger Games

Canon = Katniss x Gale - Everthrone / Finnick x Annie - Odesta

Non-canon = Katniss x Cinna - Cinniss + Katniss x Rue - Rueniss / Katniss x Cressida - Kessida

Why = Now, Everthrone wasn’t fully a canon, but a temporary one yet it still counts - now it’s not ‘cause Peeta is a better ship with her, I don’t like this ship ‘cause very obviously right after the first movie/book Gale was preassuring Katniss about their relationship and from my perspective he didn’t even really care for her mental health after the games a lot. Odesta is in my opinion pure and amazing ship and I’m really glad that they’re canon. Cinniss is just painful for me to even look at - like c’mon that’s just terrible. Rueniss? Fuck off, she’s a child and it’s literally mentioned that she reminds Katniss of Prim (which is her sister) and like… no just no. Now, I can’t really explain Kessida at all, but I just see it there as a nice possibility.

Harry Potter

Canon = Hermione Granger x Ron Weasley - Romione / Harry Potter x Ginny Weasley - Hinny + Scorpius x Albus - Scorbus (idk if it’s canon)

Non-canon = Viktor Krum x Hermione Granger - Krumione + Albus Severus Potter x Delphini Riddle - Alphini + Harry Potter x Hermione - Harmony / Harry Potter x Hermione - Harmony + Draco x Harry - Drarry + Hermione x Fleur - Fleurmione (hear me out-) + Hermione x Ginny - Herminny + Scorpius x Albus - Scorbus

Why = With Romione I pretty much always disagreed with anyone and it may sound mean, but I just simply don’t think that Ron is good enough for Hermione, sue me. Hinny is a pretty interesting ship and in the books it’s a lovely and lively one, but in the movies it’s a bit dead so we’re not gonna take the movies part for this ship. Like I said idk if Scorbus is canon or not, but they had tons of chemistry throughout the book that it can’t be ignored. Krumione was just an offence for me to even think about them being together. Listen, I get why you ship Alphini, but like… no, that’s a no for me - it was rushed, toxic and appeared a bit out of nowhere. I decided to put Harmony into both liked and not as I can see them being together just fine, but thes give off siblings kind of vibe. Drarry is a treasure itself. Now hang on, Fleurmione isn’t that bad of an idea - like a little enemies to lovers. Herminny was my thing since I joined the fandom so no one can take that from me (2 years age gap isn’t that bad).

Arcane

Considering there are only 2 canons I can’t really choose

Canon = Caitlyn x Vi - CaitVi

Non-canon = Jinx x Ekko - idk the name / Jayce x Viktor - JayVik

Why = CaitVi is pretty obvious I think. Idk why people ship Jinx and Ekko so much? Like sure, it’d look fine (ig?), but like there was zero trace of anything happening and it’d be toxic af. JayVik is a canon in my head, tbh.

Divergent

Canon = Tobias x Christina - Tobina / Will x Christina - Chrill

Non-canon = Jeanie x Tris - idk the name / Christina x Tris - Tristina

Why = Tobina felt a tiny bit forced if you ask me and it just wasn’t working out. Chrill deserved more time together and even though Will’s death was important for the plot I feel like they deserved much more time of this pure couple together. Jeanie x Tris is actually a big ship and I just… help I don’t think I have to explain my dislikes for this. This may come off as boring, but I genuinely think that Tristina isn’t a bad idea and it’d actually be pretty interesting.

The 100

Canon = Clarke x Wells (former relationship) - Wellarke + Wells x Sasha - Wellsha / Clarke x Lexa - Clexa + Octavia x Anna - Octanna

Non-canon = Bellamy x Wells - Wellamy / Clarke x Sasha - Clasha + Clarke x Octavia - Clarktavia + Raven x Clarke - Princess Mechanic

Why = Wellarke is obviously beyond repair, but I just wanted to point it out again. About Wellsha I’m gonna be probably a bit mean, but I’m not sorry when I say that Wells wasn’t good enough for Sasha. Clexa was a bit complicated for me to make an opinion about at first, but later when they’re fully together I really like the dynamic and change of behaivors. Octanna will always have my heart and I’m not giving up on my girls ever - it was so pure. Wellamy… don’t even get me started how absurt it feels like for me. Clasha would work gorgerously - especially with Clarke persistent on keeping Sasha safe while the whole camp was against her and chained her up. Clarktavia is something I find hard to defend, but I just see it there (more in the books). Princess Mechanic ship name is actually a canon btw, but I find the arc between them pretty cool and same like Clarktavia it’s hard for me to defend them.

Detroit Become Human

I’m gonna get a beating for this-

Canon = Luther x Kara - Luthara (semi-canon) / Markus x North - Norkus

Non-canon = Chloe x Connor - Chlonnor / Connor x Kara - Connara + Connor x North - Connorth + Simon x Markus - Sikus

Why = Luthara felt a bit forced and I’d prefer Kara being alone. Norkus was at first a bit weird for me, but later you see it ain’t that bad. Chlonnor was out of nowhere and I personally didn’t see it there that much. Connara was also out of nowhere, but I could see it. Connorth was my starter ship when I first started in this fandom and I’ll still stand with it. Sikus is just pure and deserved to be a possible canon.

The Legend of Korra

Canon = Mako x Korra - Makorra (former) + Korra x Bolin - Borra (former) / Korra x Asami - Korrasami + Kai x Jinora - Kainora

Non-canon = Bolin x Varrick - Borrick + Lin x Korra - Korralin / Korra x Kuvira - Korriva

Why = Kainora was in my opinion the pure child’s love that was perfect. Makorra was toxic and I hope we all saw that - especially with Korra still figuring out her behaivors in season 1. Borra would be perfect, but it was wrong time as it felt like Korra used Bolin. Korrasami was the fix to Korra’s previous relationship as she needed someone who’d be able to have the patience, dominance and understandinh with her I think. Borrick was… a very big of a no for me. Korralin was also a big no and I always thought of their relationship as a mother & daughter. Korriva… I can’t defend myself here, but I’d just like to see it (even if they’d break up) especially when Korra had to decide between Kuvira and Lin’s sister’s side (I forgot her name).

Avatart The Last Airbender

Honestly, I don’t really have preference for this fandom

The Arrow

Same as with the one above - I don’t have preference here

The Umbrella Academy

Canon = Diego x Lila - Delila + Five x Dolores - Filores / Viktor x Sissy - Vissy

Non-canon = None

Why = Delila was not working and I think that no matter how much they’d try they’d always end up apart - it felt forced and toxic. Do I have to explakn Filores? Vissy was so beautifully portraited and they matched each other so well, but they were in the wrong timeline for their relationship.

The Sparrow Academy

It’s part of The Umbrella Academy

The Last of Us 1 + 2

I can’t say as the only canon ship we see enough of is Dina x Ellie

Horizon (both games)

Canon = Aloy x Avad - Alad (semi-canon) / Aloy x Seyka - Alyka (depends on player’s choices, but it’s a semi-canon) + Aloy x Petra - Altra (semi-canon)

Non-canon = Erend x Aloy - Erloy / Talanah x Aloy - Taloy

Why = I think in general that Aloy isn’t ready for a relationship, but if we’re working with what we have: Alvad would in my opinion clash around a lot - especially in the first game when Aloy clashes a bit with authorities themselves. Alyka was probably the best choice from the canons as I think that Seyka is the type that wouldn’t preassure Aloy into anything, but also would know when and how (after some time) to pull a bit of a restrains in a healthy way as Aloy sometimes needs it. Altra was confirmed as an unrequited love and I think Petra was a bit too forward (especially in game one) for Aloy’s figuring. I can’t really say why I don’t like Erloy as they’d be good together, but I just don’t see it there like that. Taloy is a bit debatable, but overall to make it short she would probably be an ideal girlfriend for Aloy - more than Seyka maybe.

Spider-Man Across The Spiderverse

No preference

Nimona

Not enough ships

The Outer Banks

Canon = Pope x Cleo - Poleo / JJ x Kiara - Jiara

Non-canon = JJ x Sarah - Jrah / Kiara x Sarah - Kirah

Why = Even though Poleo is the healthies ship in the OBX it kidna feels like it popped up just for Pope to not be single? Jiara was my number one when I started watching it - they match each other really well and I’m here for it. Jrah… no. Kirah is actually in my opinion something that could happen before Kiara joined the pouges.

Five Nights at Freddy’s + Afton Family + The Old Guard

Not enough ships

Willow

Canon = Elora x Airk - Elirk / Kit x Jade - Kide

Non-canon = Elora x Kit - Elit / Graydon x Elora - Graylora

Why = Elirk were at the start really good together, but I think that Elora started feeling for Graydon throughout the show later on. Kide was I think a bit toxic, but with time prehaps they both (Kit mainly) will learn how to work better. Elit I would ship if Elora wouldn’t literally be related to Kit. Graylora is pretty healthy and would work well together.

Percy Jackson

Canon = Leo x Calypso - Leolypso / Percy x Anabeth - Percybeth + Nico x Will - Nill

Non-canon = Annabeth x Grover - Annaver / Clarisse x Silena - Clarena

Why = Leolypso was a bit toxic at the start and Calypso felt abusive, but it got better. Percybeth balances each other gorgerously and I love their dynamic. Nill is my favourite honestly and it feels like they were meant for each other. Annaver would never work out and I think Annabeth would be too much for Grover and Grover not enough for Annabeth and I don’t mean it like by qualities I mean it like Annabeth needs someone like Percy and Grover someone calmer. Clarena would maybe clash a bit at first, but I think they’d eventually balance each other out beautifully and it’d suit them together.

Star Wars

Oh boy… I would rather not answer as I might get in trouble for that

MCU

Canon = Bruce x Natasha - Brutasha / Tony x Pepper - Topper

Non-canon = Yelena x Kate - Kalena / Kate x Cassie - Kassie

Why = Brutasha is a bit weird in my opinion and as much as I hate to say it I think it’d suit Natasha better as a single person or that she needs someone more assertive and confident than Bruce. Topper was a bit uncomfortable ship for me at the start, but man now they go together so well. Kalena is a big no for me for obvious reason that I think we all know and I’m not sure why we still argue about it. Kassie wouldn’t be that bad - sure they never met, but I think their common randomness (Kate’s winning ofc) would actually be perfect and they would get along so well and before anyone comes to me with them not being close in age let me tell you that 4 years age gap isn’t bad.

Fourth Wing + Iron Flame

Canon = Violet x Xaden - Viden / Sawyer x Jesinia - Jesyer + Rhiannon x Tara - Tannon

Non-canon = Liam x Violet - Viam / Sawyer x Ridoc - Riyer

Why = Viden felt a bit more toxic while reading the second book and I personally hated the whole “you gotta ask me that specific question for me to tell you anything” thing - it was so unhealthy. Jesyer was so pure and I honestly hope we get to see more of them. Tannon doesn’t get enough attention and they work so well together. Viam is in my opinion a bullshit and they’re more like siblings. Before Jesyer happened I was actually hoping for Riyer to happen so bad and I’d give anything to get a book with how it’d look like.

Top Gun + The Devil All The Time

No comment

The Ballad of Snakes and Songbirds

Not enough canon ships to work with

Call of Duty + The Medium + The Powerful Elites

No comment

Bottoms

Canon = Isabel x Jeff - Jebel / Isabel x Josie - Jobel

Non-canon = PJ x Hazel - Pzel / Hazel x Stella - Stezel

Why = Jebel is itself obvious truly toxic and it hurt me seeing them get back together - like you gotta be blind to not see how it’s wrong. Jobel was created in a terrible way (the lying and all), but eventually I think they’ll work it out more properly with just enough time. Pzel is actually both semi-canon and non-canon so I didn’t know where to put it, but it was forced and Hazel was so confused by the kiss and PJ just isn’t ready for a relationship and just wants hook-ups obviously. Stezel was never really shown, but c’mon “family friend” with the way she talks anout Stella?

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weezey-1 · 11 months ago

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I started watching The Hunger Games and OMG DO I LOVE IT!!! I was never interested in The Hunger Games before, it always seemed like something I wouldn’t watch but since the new movie came out and it being all over my fyp, I really wanted to watch it but I wanted to watch the series first, I’m glad I did. I’m half way through The Mockingjay Part 2 (SO DONT SPOIL) and I wanna cry, I have so many thoughts going on but it all comes back to how much I hate Snow. In his old age he’s really that upset that a teen girl not dying and speaking up on his lies and diversions. I could right a ten page essay on how much I hate Snow if I really wanted to. Can I also say I lowkey really hate Gale, I don’t understand how anyone could be team Gale, now because I haven’t finished the movie yet I don’t know how all the stuff between Gale and Peeta plays out but I hope Peeta one gets better and remembers everything and gets back to as much of his old self as he can and two win. He loves Katniss so much and I won’t be able to watch if she picks Gale over him. I also just don’t like how jealous he gets over Peeta, like he obviously knows he’s losing to him so might as well give up dude. But I also have to say how I hate that Katniss always kisses Gale even though she knows deep down she doesn’t love him and loves Peeta, it annoys me how she always goes to kiss him when he says something sentimental, the way I see her not accepting her love for Peeta and always going to Gale is that she doesn’t want the Capitol to win something. The whole thing between her and Peeta wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for the Capitol and I just see it as if she picks Gale the Capitol doesn’t have that one thing over her but really she does love Peeta and she knows it. This is a long post and I could totally write more because I just have so many things to say but I want to sleep.

#the hunger games #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #katniss and peeta #the capitol #coriolanus snow

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everlarkedalways · 1 year ago

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i have a few Everlark Post-MJ head canons that I’d like to share!

Omg I’m so sorry for the long post but I have so many HCs for them! I hope you don’t mind me sending them once in awhile since idk where to really put them lmao

❤️, headcanon-anony

Awww!!!! Thank you so much for sending these. 💗 I love these and I think they would absolutely mess with Haymitch!

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allamericanb-tch · 7 months ago

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crimson rivers thoughts (4)

@tastetherainbow290 more thoughts!!

chapter 8

come on remus and sirius just kiss already

sirius following james out he’s such a good friend

oh poor regulus ☹️ he needs a hug

switched to an audiobook bc i’m multitasking

i love remus and regulus friendship

regulus calling out sirius and remus 😭😭

“take care of him. it’s always so hard to say, because it's never him that sirius needs, but that doesn't stop him from wanting sirius to be alright.” ❤️‍🩹

why is this so sad

sirius and regulus remind me so much of me and my sister and idk how to feel about it

switched back to reading bc i like it better than audiobooks

james ☹️

im so glad reg and james both make it (so katniss and peeta of them)

i keep saying they’re so katniss and peeta but like.. that’s the point. that’s literally the entire thing.

i love sirius and regulus.

that was sad. omg.

wolfstar?!

i want them to kiss but now is not the time

i feel so bad for all of them like i just want them to be happy and silly

eeeeeee

wolfstar happenings

ahhhhhh

always the hair

why do i feel like something bad is going to happen

“are you ordering me to exhaust you in other ways” REMUS you rapscallion

“you make me feel things” really sirius? i hadn’t noticed.

i love them

james pov!!

oh no he fell asleep with contacts that’s horrible

omg he’s talking to regulus

not regulus having a crush on james when they were younger too

if only the games didn’t happen ☹️

tragic romance

omg they’re holding hands

kiss kiss kiss

them getting in bed together

come on regulus you love him

“don’t get any ideas” it’s JAMES you’re talking about regulus. he is so full of ideas.

i wish they weren’t going into the arena tomorrow ☹️

chapter 9

almost arena time…. i’m scared.

notes say spice warning for this chapter jegulus happenings?! or wolfstar. probably w wolftar.

oh no not angst. agh.

good thing remus did not fall asleep in sirius’ bed but i am happy he came back

“i want a lot of things” ok remu

lots of less than heterosexual touching happening here

“you’re achingly beautiful” sirius omg.

KISS ALREADY

me waiting for someone to tell me my eyes are brown like a sequoia tree and amber when the sun hits the light

sirius is such a romantic i love him

“he’s also never been happier” oh sirius

jegulus!!! my loves.

i love them

james 💀

“believe it or not one of my fantasies started just like this” REGULUS

regulus and barty?! okay love

regulus asking james if he’s jealous and james is just like “yes”

ahhh they’re so cute

oh me oh my

that’s a lot of hanky panky

“consider it a parting gift” regulus you DIDNT 💀

“it's not a fantasy of james that gets him there, like it once would have been. this time, it's a memory.” SCREAMING

everyones just getting off in this chapter huh

“regulus is a conundrum” i couldn’t have said it better myself james

this is saddddd

is james going to tell sirius or…

poor sirius thinking he’s going to lose his best friend and his brother

ahhh im gonna cry

i love that everyone collectively agrees that james is the sun

“the sun always comes back up, and so will you” ❤️‍🩹

fabian nooooo

not gideon too 😭

this chapter was an emotional roller coaster

#crimson rivers

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illicthearts · 2 years ago

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Scythe Thoughts

Chapter 14 - Chapter 18

ONE THEM HAS TO GLEAN EACH OTHER?! I hate scythes

I gotta say the romance is coming out of no where. Did I expect them to be together when I first started reading? Yes but the build up is just isn’t there yk

Why the hell would Faraday kill himself when he has two apprentices he’s training? I bet it was murder and it was probably done by Goddard and his entourage

I still don’t believe he killed himself, even if it was to spare Citra and Rowan. I think he would’ve found another way out or maybe I’m just in denial, I didn’t like him or anything but it just seemed out of character

Omg they’re trying to get rid of one of them because they know these two will defy and try to take down the system. It’s like Peeta and Katniss, trying to break one using the other. (I know I’m being delusional leave me alone)

Why isn’t there a map?! Almost every fantasy book should have one

It’s like this society is frozen in time, humans are alive but it’s like humanity is at its end. That’s what I feel it would be like to live in this time. Time is frozen and you’re just floating through it like a ghost

Ugh why is she yelling at Citra, like she an apprentice, she’s stills learning. Geez

I don’t like Curie, like respect is earned not given, I may not have liked Faraday but at least I respected him

Do they have social media? Like Instagram, twitter, TikTok?

At least they have phones

Hightlights

#arc of a scythe #scythe #citra terranova #rowan damisch #rowan x citra #scythe faraday #scythe curie #reading notes: scythe

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forevermmore · 2 years ago

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“(…) as I drift off, I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Capitol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe. “

Catching Fire, Suzanne Collins.

#the hunger games #everlark #i’m actually crying because she thought this could only happen if she saved peeta but they both survived and were finally safe #i’m definitely crying myself to sleep tonight #don’t get me started on katniss and peeta omg #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #catching fire

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fyreflys · 1 year ago

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What's your opinons about Effie Trinket characterization :

In the books :

In the movies :

Do you think Effie was oblivious about her privilege?

Do you like Elizabeth Banks portrayal of Effie?

Thank you :)

@curiousnonny

OMG okay hello first of all I LOVE Effie Trinket. Like at first I sort of hated her, kind of like you hate all the Capitol people, but that woman grows on you & I LOVE her. I don’t talk about her enough but I LOVE Effie.

I haven’t read all the books (I read Catching Fire at the end of 8th grade bc my friend gave it to me to read & I keep meaning too read the others & then get distracted & forget that’s something I keep meaning to do- I blame the ADHD) so I don’t know exactly how she is portrayed in the books, but from my intense obsession with sleuthing on the Wiki near-constantly I’d have to say I think the movie version was probably near spot on (again I could be wrong).

So instead I’ll just tell you what I think of Effie in general. I think she’s a very fascinating character. She’s the first time we get introduced to the Capital culture, & her behavior is a stark contrast to everything we already know when it comes to Katniss and district 12. It makes you wonder “who is this woman???” & you’re startled by her seemingly being excited about children dying. She helps ease Peeta and Katniss, and thus the reader, into the Capitol lifestyle and prepares them as much as she can for everything they’re about to experience outside of the arena (which, I mean, is her job, but still). But for a moment, Effie seems exceptional in the way she’s presented, and then we arrive at the Capitol and Effie pales in comparison. And we soon find that there is a distinction there, between Effie and the rest of the Capitol. It’s subtle at first, but as they near closer to the games, and then they win, and they are brought back again, we quickly see just how different Effie is from most of the Capitol people. She tries hard to blend in & seem oblivious, but the truth is Effie is overwhelmingly aware of the cruelty of the games. I completley believe that Effie is far smarter than she often lets on; every year she’s forced to go to district 12 to pick which unlucky children are going to die that year (which like, can we take a moment to imagine how awful that would be??? To be the one to pull that child’s name? And then watch them die every year?), and every year she sees the poor conditions the rest of the country lives in. The societal standards of the Capital push herself to present a cheery front, and I do think she is rather optimistic person by nature, and I believe there is a lot of brainwashing going on, as well as a sense of personal preservation, & as a result Effie puts on this mask and is able to convince herself that it’s all fine. But as she grows closer to Katniss and Peeta, we start to see that mask crack. What appears to be fake formalities is actually Effie’s real feelings, & there’s absolutely no doubt that she’s aware of how privileged she is. I don’t think this is something she completely realizes right away, and she may try to stay ignorant of it, but with how the story progresses and her attachment to her victors, she has to be aware.

But regardless of that- I just love her unwavering support. She’s brash in some ways, as she pretends to be oblivious (& I think in some aspects she really is completely unaware) but she does really care. I know we don’t get to see much about the other escorts, so this might be a normal attachment and attention given by escorts with their tributes, but Effie genuinely seems to care, and Katniss comes to care for her as well, which I think is a testament to Effie’s true character in of itself. (Katniss doesn’t trust and love easily, but when she does she does it fiercely). I think she is a perfect representation of how patriotism can sometimes blindside people, but how at the root of everything, we are all still human.

As for Elizabeth Banks’ portrayal, I think she does an absolutely fantastic job. Granted I don’t have the books to completely compare her too, but I think her performance is amazing, and ultimately she is the Effie Trinket I fell in love with. She did a great job at presenting both sides of her character, and I feel like I was able to empathize with her and really come to appreciate the position Effie has be placed in, and how stoic she actually is all things considered.

Thank YOU for the question- I haven’t gotten a chance to rave about how much I love Effie Trinket and this was such a fun way to talk about and explore her character!

#effie trinket #the hunger games #characterization

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i got total amnesia from not reading THG in so long. and this is so random but did Peeta really call Katniss sweetheart in that scene? just saw that gorgeous fanart TO ACT LIKE CAREERS and i was wracking my brain

also i love love Josh Hutcherson but i think why Peeta's character did not click for me as a young teen reading this for the first time was seeing the films adapted and it warped my image cz they barely gave Josh stuff to worth with and....he's quite short. but in the books he's tall???

i feel like i'm coming awake after a 20-year hangover (i'm Haymitch)

i don’t think we actually get dialogue for the career-style training scenes in cf (just katniss‘s narration of peeta coaching them and roping gale into it and withholding affection from her etc), but he does occasionally call her sweetheart in other situations (sometimes jokingly like in thg). haymitch started the sweetheart thing tho. height wise i think peeta is average or maybe slightly taller but not tall Tall? broad shoulders too i think. also yeah omg they did not give josh much to work with. but tbh the other actors did not fare better. jo and i rewatched cf yesterday and. they really flatten the characters and dynamics for time reasons and sometimes for shipping reasons and it’s. Something. for sure. takes some of the nuance out of it and sometimes changes the social commentary (like gale being whipped for attacking a peacekeeper instead of hunting a turkey to feed his family -> not necessarily a bad change just different). not that the movies are bad, i enjoy them a lot and think the adaptations are more or less successful! but i‘ll always prefer the books simply because they are meatier. so much there. also. peeta not clicking. personally i cannot relate (read the books first and they immediately made me a peeta girlie) but i am always glad to see people come around on him. he is very precious to me. happy he‘s clicking for you now 🫶

#anon #answer #have a lovely week!

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hope dwindles.

Request: Girll i have a request for finnick🥺 what if the reader found out she's pregnant and they have to go to the quarter quell hunger games the angst omg Requested by: @vintage-marina

Pairing: Finnick Odair x Reader Word Count: 1,123 Please don’t plagiarize my work!

If you had known, you wouldn’t have volunteered.

It sounded selfish, but you know Finnick would agree with you. In fact, it’s why you’re hesitant to tell him; because there was no way he wasn’t going to lose his mind in worry. There was no going back now, you were here, and nothing could stop the games from happening.

But it wasn’t just your life you were caring for now.

Tucking your chin into yourself, fold your arms around your bent knees, hugging yourself close as you tried to keep a steady breath. Try not to let your mind race, let yourself wonder on all the possibilities of what was to come. Try not to let yourself focus on the fact that going into those games meant you were most likely going to die.

And so was your unborn child. Never even given the chance to live.

But was it a world worth living in?

It was a fair enough question. One that often plagued your mind. You weren’t trying for a child and that thought, that question, was exactly why. To raise a child only to be forced into a world that you were brought up in, a world where your life was laid on the line every year from the age between twelve and eighteen.

If you lived. If you survived.

You should’ve been more careful. Should’ve been more aware. Should’ve been...

You’re pulled from your thoughts at the sound of your door opening. You had no doubt who it was, given that in the back of your mind you knew it was only a matter of time before Finnick sought you out. You’d skipped dinner, retired early from training, and basically spent the entire afternoon and evening huddled up in your respective bedroom, hidden from the others.

Namely, Finnick. But, you knew, you wouldn’t be able to avoid him forever.

And Finnick knew you well, too well even, that even if you isolating yourself hadn’t been enough of a clue, the second Finnick’s eyes fall on your huddled form he just knows something’s wrong. More wrong than normal, you guessed, given that things never really were right. Not in the world you lived in.

He softly shuts the door behind him, and you turn your head back to stare blankly at the wall like you had been, holding your knees closer to yourself as you swallow thickly, feeling as if there was something stuck in the back of your throat. Nerves, that’s what. You were nervous, beyond so, but incredibly in that moment because you had absolutely no idea what Finnick was going to say when you told him the truth.

He takes a seat next to you on the bed, it softly dipping beneath his weight, as his shoulder gently bumps into your own. It’s meant as a simple gesture, something to pull your eyes on him, but you refuse to, eyes twisting shut as you feel as if you might throw up. But by then, you’ve thrown up everything you possibly could.

“What’s wrong?” He whispers, cutting through the silence with his gentle and angelic voice. You ease, almost by instinct, at the sound of his voice, shoulders falling as you let out a light sniffle. “And don’t just say the games, because... because I know it’s more than that. I can tell.”

You might as well just tell him. You couldn’t lie to Finnick, you’ve never been able to, and even though it was your body, this was also his child. And there’s no way you couldn’t tell him.

“I’m... I’m pregnant.”

Your eyes slide to his own as you say the words, your entire body tensing at the way his eyes have widened. That is clearly not what he expected to hear, and he’s promptly shocked behind belief that it’s what you’ve said. Your stomach feels as if it’s doing flips as you impatiently wait for him to say something.

It takes Finnick a minute to find the courage. “You’re...?”

You nod.

He turns his head straight on, eyes dazed. You shuffle on your spot on the bed, reaching out for him. “Finnick?”

“We have to get you of the games,” he sputters, shaking his head desperately. “They--They have to. I mean, you’re pregnant, they can’t just--”

“Katniss and Peeta already tried, remember?” You cut in gently, wide, terrified eyes meeting his own as you frown heavily. “And it didn’t work. They didn’t stop the games, and they didn’t take her out. The only difference is i’m not lying.”

Finnick shakes his head again; “but-but she’s Katniss, President Snow hates her. Maybe, he’ll--”

Your hand falls on his arm, silencing him as you simply shake your head. He knows, as much as you despite his desperate and pleading rambles, that there’s no way you aren’t going in those games.

Silence echoes for a second before Finnick stands, walking to the door. You watch him with furrowed brows, shaking your head as he pulls the door open an inch, peeking out before softly shutting it behind him. He rushes back over to you, taking your hands in his own and squeezing firmly. “There’s a revolution starting,” he says, his voice a hushed whisper. And you blink, not sure if you’d even heard him correctly.

“I was going to talk to you about it tonight. Haymitch approached me, asked if I wanted to join. I said yes, and I said that i’d talk to you.” He nods at you, a soft, weak smile curling on to his lips as he reaches out towards you, brushing back your hair and gently tucking behind your ear. His touch is gentle, soothing, and you can’t help but lean into it instinctively, even if your mind is racing. “The games aren’t going to finish. There’s a plan. I’ll make sure Haymitch knows to get you out. He has to.”

Shaking your head, your lips part, and you fumble for some kind of response. “Finnick, what? I--... There’s no way it’ll work, Snow has too many--”

“The Game-maker?” He whispers, quirking a brow your way as you nod. “He’s on our side. Like I said, there’s a plan. But what matters most to me is getting you out alive.”

“But... But what about you?” You mumble, leaning forward, eyes pleading. “Finnick, I don’t want to raise this child without you.”

“It’ll be okay,” he whispers, leaning his forward against your own, never letting go of your hands as his thumb softly strokes the skin of your palm, in a soothing, slow pattern. “It’ll all be okay. We’ll... We’ll figure it out.”

And even if you didn’t believe it, not completely at least, you didn’t argue. You had...

You had to have some hope.

Let me know what you thought?

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katnissmellarkkk · 3 years ago

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I *DEMAND* part 3 of shattered pearl. I repeat. I *DEMAND*.

Hahahahaha omg. Well, I decided to legitimately dig through the archives of my writing drafts and found chapter three of the Peeta-Wasn’t-Hijacked fic. It’s been given like 1,000 different names on different sites. I’ve never loved any of them. And I don’t really think this is my best writing ngl. But I also figure ... why be so stingy, ya know? If I have an incomplete draft, that I probably won’t finish, why not post a little bit? Especially since I literally left everyone and their brother who were reading this fic on a cliffy for over a year.

With that said.... I wrote this part like ... 15 months ago? 14 ? 13 ? Something like that. And I haven’t edited it since so ... yeah! Here’s a small chunk of chapter three! 🥳🥳🥳 Hope it’s better than I remember it being!

But it’s lacking something and it’s only then I realize, what I’m searching for inside Gale’s mouth, is the spark that only Peeta’s ever ignited in me. I keep waiting in vain for the warmth that started in my stomach and then rose up and exploded in my chest, for the craving that no matter what I couldn’t manage to satisfy, for the thrilling, almost hysterical, tingly feeling, to overcome me and leave me lightheaded in a completely foreign way. A way that couldn’t be attributed to lack of oxygen.

But it never does. I pull back and wipe my mouth carelessly on my arm and sigh, already sensing Gale’s demeanor taking a nose dive at my lackluster reaction.

I’m not disappointed when I look to see his expression. His eyes are frustrated, his mouth is downturned, his eyebrows are pinched together. And I feel as bad as I knew I would. Because no matter what, I’m hurting someone I deeply care for.

But how I feel upon seeing Gale’s face isn’t even comparable to the amount of remorse that fills me, that overtakes my entire being, when I see Peeta standing in the doorway, having watched our entire exchange.

I yelled his name as he disappeared down the hall. I tried to rip out all the needles and wires connecting me to the machines and the stiff, sterilized bed but Gale used all his strength to push me down flat. I was overpowered and exhausted and my left side was screaming mercilessly, and I don’t even know what pain was the bruised lung and what pain was my hurt ribs and what pain was my heart violently smashing into the pit of my stomach.

All I know is that if I had been able to reach Peeta before he evaporated, I have no clue what I would have said to him.

What I could have said to make it alright.

Gale tried to talk to me again after that but I entirely tuned him out, no longer caring if I wounded his feelings, or anyone else's for that matter.

It seems like no matter what I do, no matter how careful or cautious or preemptive I try to be, someone still got hurt in the end.

I wish I could just shut out the world, like I did during those first few weeks in Thirteen. Hide inside closets when I had a flashback. Shove myself into a minuscule crawl space with every nightmare. Refuse to speak to anyone who wasn't Gale or my family. Only eat when my mother nearly forced me. Show no remorse for how rude or how clinically insane I came across.

But now there was an agreement in place, an agreement I made to protect the victors—namely the one who just disappeared down the hall on me—and the people who had no voice on their own. The people who’s only chance was a half-crazed, shell-shocked, battle worn seventeen year old girl, who was just gunned down on national television.

Even if I wanted to retreat to some safe haven inside my head—if such a thing even existed for me—like Annie Cresta, I knew it could never happen.

For me, that wasn’t an option. If I don’t fulfill my duties to Coin, Peeta, Johanna, Annie and probably countless more people will suffer. The districts would undoubtably suffer. Gale would suffer. My mother and Prim would suffer.

I was proven right when later that same night Plutarch came to visit me again. I'd been lying on my side to avoid having to see Gale, who was still soldered to my bedside. My good side was thankfully opposite his seat.

When the Gamemaker spoke I thought I would be forced back to work. Forced to head back to the rebels and engage in their plans.

And I was resigned to it, well aware all along that I wouldn't be given the luxury of time to grieve the hurt I just caused Peeta. Or even the pain I knew I was inflicting upon Gale. The constant seesaw my heart was bouncing up and down on.

I was endlessly thankful that I was still pumped with morphling when Plutarch said that I was needed in Coin's office, because it heavily suppressed any real emotion I had brewing deep inside.

Morphling can cause you to let down your guard sometimes, make you say or do things you wouldn't otherwise or allow things to happen you'd ordinarily have the sense to stop. But it also causes all your severe emotions, all your heightened feelings, to dull as well. And for that, in light of everything that had just transpired, I was eternally grateful for.

When the doctor had removed all the needles from my arm, and I had been given a robe to go over my hospital gown—which, shockingly, was even uglier and thinner and itchier than the gowns they gave in the Capitol hospitals—Gale escorts me down the halls, through the corridors and to President Coin’s office.

I don’t speak to him the entire time. Looking at him makes my stomach churn with remorse and regret, though I’m not even sure who those feelings are directed towards. I’m not even sure how to articulate the way I feel right now.

And, as much as I try to force him out of my mind—as much as I do my best to rip him out from wherever he crawled beneath my skin and flooded into my veins—I inexplicably miss Peeta.

In more ways than I even know how to decipher. Even inside my own head.

I thought that feeling of longing would have ebbed away once he was rescued from Snow and his twisted mansion, but even knowing he’s safe here in Thirteen, I still crave his presence next to me.

I still want him next to me almost all the time.

It’s at least partially attributable to the fact that for so long, it was me and Peeta against the world. He has been my partner in this whirlwind rollercoaster since the first games and, even when I feel like every single aspect that could potentially go wrong has, sometimes it seems like I couldn’t have gotten luckier with who was chosen that fateful reaping to stand by my side the entire horrific ride.

I wipe my eyes as inconspicuously as I can but Gale sees and almost instinctively puts his hand on my shoulder. And proves he knows me better than I give him credit for. “I’ll talk to him, Katniss.”

“Don’t,” I immediately hiss. “You’ll just make it worse, Gale. He-he,” I struggle with explaining what I want to say and I curse my best friend for even addressing my moment of weakness because now I have to go talk to Coin, looking like an unstable mess—with a near bullet wound—and I blurt out the very first thing I can think of. “He doesn’t even know you, okay? You’ll just-“

There’s no malice in Gale’s voice as he softly replies, “Well, he was fine when I went and saw him before you woke up.”

I stop now, dead in my tracks. “You saw him? After I was shot?”

He nods slowly. “Yeah, I felt like should check on him. I know...” He pauses and looks upwards and I recognize, once again, this whole thing isn’t easy for him either. “I know he means a lot to you. And I heard what happened when he saw you go down. So I went and checked in on him...” He stops again before shrugging nonchalantly. “He was calmer by the time I saw him. He was nice. He’s always been nice.” At that Gale rolls his eyes. “Too nice. Probably why Snow wanted to hurt him.”

I start walking again, moving ahead of him a few paces. “You’re not helping,” I state, my voice a monotone.

“I’ll talk to him,” Gale offers again, running to catch up.

“Please don’t, okay? Just let it be. I don’t even know if he’ll speak to me, I don’t want to have to worry about what you’ll say to him.”

I vigorously shake off his hand on my shoulder when he tries to comfort me again, and feel him root into place as I make the rest of the way to Coin’s office.

And I wonder if I hurt him now too.

I wonder if I managed to completely annihilate them both from me in one night.

Much to my surprise and, to be completely honest, my utter disappointment, Coin doesn’t want me to head back out and fight for the rebellion. She doesn’t want me to even film more propos.

Plutarch does, but his ideas now are pretty frivolous and have more to do with him being still stuck in the fantasy of putting on a good show and less to do with fighting for the good of the country.

Coin simply says, “You did your job, Miss Everdeen. You united the districts,” in her calm, disingenuous—completely unsettling—tone.

And argument I put up is met with a simple shake of the head and a pursing of her lips. All indisputable rejections, her cold, blank eyes telling me wordlessly that in no way could I sway her once her mind was made up.

Still doesn’t stop me from trying though.

“I want to help the rebels,” I plead, looking to Boggs behind Coin’s chair, his face still stoic but his eyes giving me a look that isn’t altogether dismissive.

That was something. It was more than I was getting from either Coin or Plutarch.

Coin though brushes off my words and cuts me down infuriatingly quick with a single sentence. “Plutarch wanted to see Peeta earlier, talk about some propos. But when he sent for him, one of the doctors working with Peeta said he wasn’t having a good day.”

Her tone is smooth and pleasant enough but there was an undercurrent to her words that she knew I would hear. “Do you know how Peeta is? I would have thought with your waking up this morning, he’d be in better shape than he was but if you two aren’t getting-“

“Me and Peeta are fine,” I snap, not liking whatever she’s implying.

She nods, slowly at me, choosing her next sentiment carefully. “Well, let’s hope so. We need both of you now to remain the faces of this revolution. And I wouldn’t want you to do anything rash because of... problems between you and your... between you and Peeta.”

I’m shaking my head, feigning certainty, before she even finishes. “That’s not why I want to help the rebels,” I insist firmly.

“Irregardless, Miss Everdeen, we don’t have a job for you. You aren’t qualified to go into the fight and we no longer need your propos to unite the districts. Your job is done. Thank you for your help.”

And I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I’m being definitively dismissed now. Indefinitely.

I don’t make any effort to keep my cool, instead choosing to storm out of the room, slamming the door cacophonously behind me and wonder why I let that woman get to me so much. Why her words and implications slice me open like a knife.

Why no matter how much I try, I just can’t like her.

Something about her rubs me the wrong way and, once again, I wish Peeta was here with me in the room, because he of all people could understand what about Coin felt off and strange and so familiar.

I curse myself again, as I suddenly miss him even more than before.

Unable to force myself to put my focus elsewhere—especially now that Gale is surely angry too—I change directions and head towards the recovery room.

I don’t even knock before entering. I push the door open, only to find him sitting on top of his bed, a sketchbook in hand, a lot more tranquil than I pictured.

He looks up as I enter—and then, simultaneously freeze in the doorway, like the coward I truly am inside. Before he can speak though, I blurt out, “I know you’re mad about me kissing Gale and I don’t know how much you saw or heard, but it wasn’t... it wasn’t exactly...” I stop because once again, I’m unprepared and out of my element and have no rhyme or reason in what I’m trying to say. I don’t know the right thing to say. I never know the right thing to say.

Maybe if I did, I wouldn’t screw always everything up. “It wasn’t,” I finally force myself to continue, off his patient and somewhat bewildered glance. “It wasn’t what I wanted... I didn’t want it to happen. I don’t, I don’t even know what-“

He finally puts me out of my misery now. “Katniss,” he speaks my name along with a sigh. I watch carefully, feeling a lump build in my throat, as his blonde brows furrow over his baby blues.

He shakes his head, slow and calm. Far more reasonable than I ever anticipated. “I’m not mad at you, Katniss,” he promises, with all the genuineness in the world.

I bite my lip, befuddled by his words. “But... where have you been then?” Why did you leave me? A small voice in the back of my mind demands.

He shrugs, his gaze falling down to his bed now. His demeanor is almost embarrassed, I realize with a start.

“I wanted to give you and Gale space. I’ve been practically mauling you since you woke up so I thought-“

“But I didn’t want you to leave,” I abruptly burst out, unable to shove the words down any longer.

A pang of embarrassment shoots through me though, for the pathetic crack, evident in my tone. And I mentally berate myself.

Not for the embarrassment. For the pathetic crack itself.

And for the fact that somehow I’m the frenzied one here and Peeta is the voice of reason.

Which used to be our norm but after everything that’s transpired, I would have thought things would be reversed by now.

He just stares at me for a long moment, carefully considering his next words.

Finally, he opens his arms slowly and utters, “Come here,” in a tender murmur and I practically fly into his arms before I can second guess the offer.

I feel my injured side screaming as I curl up like a ribbon in his arms, but I surpress the wince to the best of my ability and instead bury my face in his shoulder, breathing in his sweet scent like a mad girl.

He softly presses his lips to my messy locks, carefully massaging the back of my head soothingly. “I’m sorry I ran away,” he whispers, barely loud enough for even me to hear. “I was just embarrassed. I know—I’ve always known deep down—that it’s not right for me to constantly hold you to the things you said in the games. Or to project my own feelings onto you.”

“You didn’t,” I refute venomously, my brows knitting together.

“Katniss, I know you and Gale have had something between you for a long time.”

“Gale was just a friend until me and you came back from our first games. Maybe he wanted to be more even before, I don’t know, but I never felt anything romantic for him. I swear.”

“You don’t have to defend your feelings to me,” he states softly.

“I know, it’s just...” I sigh, moving to sit upright across his thighs. “No matter what I do, it’s wrong. If I say I’m confused, you’re both hurting. If I say I want to kiss you or sleep with you or just be with you, I’m leading you on because I can’t-I can’t make any promises about my feelings right now, because I don’t even know up from down anymore. And if I say I do or don’t want to kiss Gale or be around him or hunt with him still, I’m hurting him or giving him the wrong idea or telling him the wrong things, and it all gets confused and there’s an entire rebellion that I’m the face of, and now I don’t even know if I’m a part of that, but Snow and his followers all hate me still so I know family still won’t be safe until this is all over. And you. You and Johanna and Annie went through the ringer over me. And Gale gets upset whenever he sees us together—it hurts him to see us—but I can’t always seperate you two from one another and I just-I don’t know what I can do. I don’t know what to do anymore.”

Peeta lets me rant the whole entire spiel out, his hand slowly moving in circles to rub my back, from the top of my spine down to my backside. “Katniss,” he whispers once I’m done. “You don’t have to defend yourself to me. I get it. You’re under immense pressure. The last thing I want to do is make things harder on you.”

“You’re not,” I say, shaking my head insistently. “You’re not making anything worse, Peeta. It’s-it’s not you.”

“Okay,” he concedes and unconsciously wraps me up tighter in his arms. “Just relax, okay? Relax and breathe.”

I quiver and quake against him. “I don’t think I can.”

I barely realize I’m crying until Peeta leans down to kiss my tearstained cheek softly. “Katniss, it’s okay. I’m not mad. And Gale shouldn’t be. If he is, then that’s on him. The rebellion isn’t just your responsibility. Do not let them put all that weight on your shoulders. I know they already have but it’s not all your responsibility. And no one is going to let anything happen to your mom or sister.” He pushes my hair away from my forehead, pressing his lips there for a long moment. “Or you. I promise I will not let anything else happen to you.”

I swallow hard as he rests his forehead against my temple. I squeeze my eyes shut in hopes that it will make my head stop spinning somehow. Deep breaths to center myself fail miserably and in the end, I feel my bruised ribs and lung disagree with the movement and ache worse than before.

Peeta feels me cringing against him in pain and remains careful as he shifts, reaching for something off his bedside table.

I’m in too much pain to react as pushes off my robe and tugs my hospital gown down in order to slide against my skin, his hand holding it firmly to my side.

The icy temperature brings some sort of relief to me almost instantly, and I let out an audible sigh of relief, feeling my rigid body relax even a minuscule amount for the first time.

“I don’t blame you for having feelings for Gale,” Peeta murmurs, drawing my attention back to our conversation and away from my painful left side. “And if you want to be with him, I won’t hold it against you. I’m not going to lie, I’d be ... sad but... it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t still be your friend. It doesn’t mean I wouldn’t still be at jere for you however you needed me. There’s no ultimatums here, Katniss. I’m still here for you, even if you’d rather be with Gale.”

I pause for a long moment, absorbing his words. He’d be willing to be my friend, even if I hurt him? Even if I chose someone else over him? Even after everything we went through, even after all the ways he’d been abused because Snow could see how much I care for him? How much I need him. He’s still willing to put it all aside and be there for me, no strings attached.

And I try not to compare but my brain draws the conclusion almost involuntarily, and I can’t stop myself from realizing that, in the same position, Gale would likely not be telling me the same thing.

I burrow my face deeper in his shoulder, shutting my eyes in exhaustion.

Peeta catches me off-guard, moving my hair aside to kiss my neck, eliciting a flare of heat in the place where his lips brush my skin, and I may not know exactly how I feel, but I know in that moment exactly what I want right now.

“The only person I want to be with tonight is you,” I whisper honestly, looking up at him with pleading eyes, begging him to somehow understand an emotion I don’t know how to admit. “The only person I want right now is you, Peeta.”

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petruchio · 3 years ago

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What happens in “Birds” after chapter 6? Could you give us a brief epilogue-y summary pretty please? Does Panem ever become free in your AU? Do they marry?

omg SWEET anon!!!!! this is wild but i actually originally had a whole thing mapped out that would follow more or less the timeline of the books and how the two of them might interact w the rebellion and such, but then there were a few parts i just didn’t feel like would work and once i got to the end of the birds were singing of you i felt like the story as i needed to tell it was over. but since you asked…….. i can share my original idea!

my plan was to have it be its own trilogy (which is bizarrely ambitious of me lol) so i wrote out essentially what i thought would happen. i also wrote this back in may/june when i was thinking about it less as a fanfic and more of a thought experiment to see how things might play out in a universe where katniss and peeta weren’t reaped. you also can get a fun crazy twisted view into my writing process, which is how i write everything from academic papers to creative writing pieces to articles — basically writing everything down as it comes to me with no care for how it sounds or how dumb it is and then i use that as a basis and kind of pre-outline for whatever i want to actually write.

ok without further ado… the original plot for the rest of the story, copy and pasted from my notes app lol:

Part 2: victory tour comes through and she ends things w Peeta because she can’t stand the idea of losing him. Something is launching an uprising Maybe rues death? this all comes to an end though when the quarter quell starts. Since district 12 has no female victor, the capitol citizens vote for their favorite and select clove. Katniss is horrified and wonders what she would do in cloves position, since clove is so young. Haymitch goes to the games and immediately teams up with finnick, it becomes clear that they are working for something else. Haymitch tells finnick to do something, katniss watches finnick throw the trident into the force field, and as the arena explodes on their screen, the bombs fall on district 12.

Part 3: chaos. Katniss looks for peeta but he’s ripped away from her, she runs for the fences and just hopes that he can follow. She and a friend(?) help everyone they can out of 12 and into the woods, where katniss leads them to the lake. She’s just about to break down when a fleet of hovercrafts appears— but it doesn’t take them to the captiol. It takes them to district 13. In 13, she sees Peeta again for the first time. He’s eating with haymitch! Why?? She realizes it’s because he was being kind. Of course. They strike up an awkward friendship with haymitch, who seems fascinated by her archery skills. He asks her if she wants to be on tv. She agrees and shoots some war propos, which disgusts Peeta. They argue, and he asks her how different is her life here, really, and she says something about always knowing she’s going to be able to eat. They stop speaking again. But his words echo in her head and she starts to think about Coin a bit more. Katniss ends up going to the captiol with finnicks squad, basically the tv squad. At the end, she realizes what Peeta was saying all along when prim dies. So she tells finnick “remember who the enemy is” finnick kills coin.

Epilogue: Katniss and Peeta together, happy.

and that’s it!! that is, word for word and straight from the notes app, what happened after the story in my head. obviously if it were to be written it would have to be WAYYYY more fleshed out, and like i said, there’s several plot aspects of that continuation that i still don’t really like (which is why i abandoned the idea of continuing it lol).

but!! honestly i would love to hear your thoughts too!!! i have a lot of fun imagining how the characters might react were they put into different circumstances, and how much of the rebellion truly depends on their influence — what would persist, and what would be impossible to achieve without them? so it’s a fun thing to think about, even if it isn’t a fanfic in the traditional sense, it’s a nice way in to think about the large arguments of the books and what the necessary conditions for revolution really are.

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posthungergamessyndrome · 4 years ago

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so here’s my long overdue review of The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes that no one asked for. I finally read the book, well listened to the audiobook, coz i dunno how to read a book anymore.

This book was everything I expected it to be and also not. Definitely the first two parts was easily predictable, we all kinda assumed that was the general arc that story would take. So while I found the first two parts enjoyable, learning more about the history of the games and learn more of Capitol, i wasn’t really hooked until the third part.

But let me say this first tho, Ms. Suzanne Collins, you never disappoint. Also I have questions and I hate that she wasn’t able to go on a book tour (I haven’t read her Q&A tho).

I still have the same qualms as i did about the prequel as i did before I read it. While I get the early records of the games were shoddy, and the 10th Hunger Games was erased but for one copy hidden in some vault, that doesn’t matter, what matter is Snow knows.

So If Snow had that relationship with the Games and Lucy, the first victor of d12, a lot of the decisions he made in the trilogy made no sense.

I get it, he wanted to forget, it’s decades until Katniss came along. While there might be parallels, Lucy and Katniss are very different characters. But all I can think off is the reason he didn’t kill Katniss sooner, was it really because she would end up a martyr or rallying cry for the district, which happened anyways, or he was practically disassociating the moment Katniss was reaped?

Were Katniss and Peeta unintentionally triggers to so many of his hidden traumas that’s why he made so many misteps? Katniss singing the meadow song to Rue, triggered. Peeta mentioning the Valley song, triggered. Mockingjay, triggered. The Hanging Tree, triggered.

Was he so busy crying in the shower that he wasn’t able to stop Seneca Crane from making bad calls during the 74th Games? Two winners from the same district, would Snow really okay’d that himself?

And also, I’ve always thought that anything he did towards Peeta was coz he wanted to hurt Katniss. But no, he wanted to hurt that boy. Peeta reminds him of his young self, at least the young person everyone saw him as, charming, smart, and loyal. And in a way, had Peeta been born in the Capitol and was among Snow’s contemporaries, Snow would have seen him as his ultimate rival.

Coz Snow was smart and knows how to manipulate people, but Peeta does it a lot better and a lot more successfully. With Snow, it’s right in front of his face and he still misses it. Often he is so close to getting it. How could he not have thought of the star-crossed lovers angle? How?? When one Peeta Mellark thought of it?

Which idk if there’s fanfics of that yet, but I need to read them asap, Katniss and Peeta and teen Snow, make it happen.

(But I was looking at my notes and I wrote probably the reason Snow didn’t think of the star crossed lovers angle because it was about his survival not about Lucy’s. Lucy was at best, seen as his possession. Even at the moments he was honestly in love with her, he still saw her as someone belonging to him only. )

Snow had two relationships going on: with Sejanus and with Lucy. I did find his relationship with Sejanus more interesting, because I think it’s that relationship that shaped him more that his relationship with Lucy.

I did like and even at some points enjoyed their Slytherin-Hufflepuff BFFship going on, coz despite how Snow let us know what he really thinks versus what he actually says, he was drawn to protect Sejanus, even though he’s reluctant about it or insist that he was made to do it or it’s also to benefit himself.

And I’m not saying there’s queerbaiting in this book, but certain pairings in this book makes more sense to ship than Johanna and Katniss.

With Lucy, i know many were wary or didn’t want Snow to have a relationship with her. For me i was open to it, at least intrigued to see where it will go or how will it be handled.

Honestly while it is still better written than most YA romances, I found it very insta-love. Again, my sense of timeline in this novel might be different coz I was listening to the audiobook instead of reading it, but they fell in love pretty quick.

While listening to the audiobook, i thought, if their relationship is at this point it must have been weeks since the reaping and the games haven’t started yet, and then Snow says it’s just been five days. They were making out I think by day 3 or something.

Maybe because I knew they relationship was doomed from the start and we know how Snow ends up, I was amused by certain moments in their relationship, coz all I can think about it is, oh honey no.

but also, I am mad that Ms. Collins is capable of writing amazing fluff moments in the midst of a dystopian world, and she wastes them on Snow and Lucy? Where was all that for Katniss and Peeta? i was given crumbs in the trilogy, Snow and Lucy made out so many times, at one point I even thought they were going to sleep together, like how dare you Ms. Collins.

For the many years we debated the meaning behind The Hanging Tree, Ms Collins, said no hun, this is what the songs means, let me tell you it’s origin story. And omg Suzanne, that was fucked up. Thanks.

One of the things I was worried about for this prequel is that while it is set in the future, the messages in it will seem outdated because a lot has changed since the trilogy came out.

But she wrote this book well before it was announced in 2019, before it was released in 2020, but she still made it very relevant for today and I think the messaging of this prequel would be more resonant in the future, like the trilogy is.

She touched upon how we really value children, and that immediately reminded me of school mass shootings and how we haven’t done anything about it. She lives in Sandy Hook when the shooting happened so this makes sense she makes a statement about it. And now we are sending kids to school in a middle of a pandemic for political reasons not because we are concerned about their education.

And there’s also mentions of a pandemic in a middle of a war, let’s say it was a whole mental experience alternating between listening to the audiobook and watching the news on January 6.

I also loved the lines: “why do people think the only thing they need for a revolution is anger?” and “we pour money into industries not people.”

While it’s almost unbelievable that the modern hunger games was merely a student group project by a bunch of privileged rich kids and one person who thinks slavery is okay ended up writing the whole thing anyways, that’s basically how this country and our system of governance was founded.

Dr. Gaul is also every Security and Development professor I had in grad school who teaches that war never ends and it’s not about winning it’s about control to a class of future leaders at the state department, white house, and pentagon. i mean, it’s the cornerstone of US foreign policy since end of WW2.

While also listening to this book, I am dead sure that Suzanne could write a different version of Catching Fire where Katniss and Peeta were mentors and they uncover the hidden 10 hunger games tape, and it still will be a be hella of a story.

It also makes sense that the two characters that could possibly tell us or Katniss the connection of Snow to Lucy were the ones who can’t talk: Mags and Tigris.

obviously lucy ended up in 13, possibly related to Alma Coin coz where else will she get that personal hatred against Snow?

Snow could have at least picked Clemensia or Lys, but Livia? i guess make sense since her offspring ended up being Plutarch’s assistant.

I feel like if i read the prequel before the trilogy, it would be a different reading experience. But at the same time, Snow, while he had his moments, is an unlikeable character even as an anti-hero, and his moral stand point is something i dont agree with, coz you know, he’s basically a republican. it’s like reading a book about a young Mitch McConnell, doesn’t matter if the system hurt him sometimes, as long as it hurts others more and keeps him in control, and i gag. I don’t think i would finish reading the prequel if i started with it instead of the trilogy.

but it does solidifies my theory that Snow’s evil is not because he is out of touch with the rest of panem, he knows suffering that’s why he knows how to exploit it. He is not oblivious to the problems, but he arrived at different conclusions or convictions, because again he supports the system that controls his enemies, even if the system is cruel to him too. Again, a Republican. Don’t be one, don’t date one.

I do wonder tho if he made good with champagne tuesdays when he became president.

I don’t see how this prequel works as a movie adaptation tho, even if turned into three parts. It makes more sense for it to be a series, so if lionsgate hasn’t declared bankruptcy before they can adapt this into screen, maybe with the state of movies right now due to the pandemic, they will be more convinced to make this into a series for Netflix or to launch their own streaming service.

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #the hunger games

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