#hunger games

[noahsbookhoard]

I read the tiktok username as Katniss instead of Katrina and I'm trying to imagine Katniss Everdeen going hunting in the wood after book for old time's sake and getting a little too into it

[everdeensworld]

i’d like to see a one shot where reader is an avid reader 😂 and is busy reading her book and he’s all pouty because she isn’t paying attention

summary; you’re too interested in your book to notice your needy boyfriend

cw; fluff!! use of pet names like ‘baby’

finnick had his head in your lap and your hand that wasn’t holding your book, played with his hair, occasionally stopping to flip the page, he saw your eyes eating up the words, invested in the fictional world on your pages.

“baby.” he murmurs. “can i have a kiss please?” he asks gently, too engrossed in your book, unintentionally, you ignore him, continuing to play with his hair.

he nudges your stomach slightly with his face, pressing a kiss over your— his, shirt. “baby?”

this turn you hum, still though he could tell you weren’t listening, and it was out of habit, he lets let out a dramatic sigh, looking up at you to see if you’re paying attention.

after the third dramatic sigh you close the book and look down at the man in your lap. “is there something bothering you baby?” you ask, with amusement in your tone.

“kiss?” he asks, puckering his lips, you chuckle and place the book on the side of the couch, and lean down to give him the kiss he had been hoping for.

“finally.” he sighed, once you pull away, “i have been trying to get your attention for ages.”

you frown, tuning your finger across his brows gently. “sorry baby.” you say guiltily. “i just get too engrossed in my books sometimes, i don’t recognise the world around me.”

he clicked his tongue. “i guess i can forgive, if i get another kiss.” he says coyly, you laugh heartily, granting him his wish, this time your kiss is much deeper, guilty, from your ignoring of him.

“what’s so good about—” he sits up, reaching over you to grab the book. “me before you anyway?” he asked, studying the cover, green eyes filled with curiosity.

“it’s a tragic story finnick.” you say. “beautiful, sad, and tragic.” you tell him, grabbing the book out of his hands, he smiled at your love for talking about books, your passion, and he nods.

he doesn’t understand it, not fully, but with the way you talk about it with so much passion, he wants to, he really wants to. “alright then, now you’ve got me hooked.” he says, shuffling so he can put his head back in your lap.

“read to me?” he asked, looking up at you with shining eyes, you nod, grabbing the book with one hand and your other moving to his hair.

“i hope you know that now you’ve asked me to read to you, you’re gonna have to read the whole book with me.” you say, flipping back to chapter one.

he smiled. “i can live with that, i like the sound of your voice anyway.”

[deepgrotto]

Odesta Reunion in District 13

[angelic-prince-333]

rip haymitch abernathy, you would’ve loved Nirvana

[dearreader-12]

I was just reading Catching Fire and when Snow comes to "talk" to Katniss at her house in the victor's village telling her she needs to convince him that she's actually in love with Peeta to prevent widespread revolt (which as we know the horse had already left the gate on that one), Katniss has a cookie in her hand that she believes that Peeta decorated.

That cookie was described as being a tiger lily cookie. This felt important, because if it was merely a cookie Collins would have said as much. But specifically a tiger lily felt important.

I took to Google and found that tiger lilies can represent strength and confidence. So even though Peeta wasn't there for her in person during the conversation with Snow, Peeta was still able to give Katniss support in the form of one of his cookies!

In these books, everything means something!

[soapywankenopy]

more on things that i'm excited to see tackled in sunrise on the reaping: i'm really excited to see maysilee donner and understand her more as a character. she's one of my favorite characters who we hear about second-hand.

but i'm also interested and frustrated to see how they will handle her character in the movie adaptation seeing as they had no reason to bring her up in catching fire since madge was completely cut out of the story (still probably my biggest issue with the movies, honestly). i mean they can't just cut her out of the story, she's pretty integral to haymitch's games. I guess a pretty simple way of including her and still paying homage to the books is to show her wearing the mockingjay pin. and even though katniss in the movies doesn't get her pin from madge, people who haven't read the books might be able to put two and two together, or it just wouldn't make sense to them, and would be a nice nod for the book readers.

that's just something i've been thinking about.

[imsogonesposts]

what if haymitch’s brother got reaped for the hunger games and haymitch volunteered in his place ON HIS BIRTHDAY

[slaymitchabernathy]

Deep in the Meadow

| “a bed of grass, a soft green pillow” |

The tall grass tickles his face as a light breeze drifts through the valley.

Coriolanus stares up at the sky, the same color as his eyes nearly, cerulean, or sky blue as she likes to call them. It’s moments like this, when the grass tickles his face, and his heels dig into the cold earth that he feels the calmest he’s ever felt.

It must be magic.

Soarynn’s giggles remind him that not everyone grew up in the Capitol, without trees or grass aside from the park, lined with iron fences that surround every tree and statues of people who fought in valiant battles.

The irons rots though, on both the trees and the statues. Makes him wonder if it’s really worth fighting for something if in the end, it all goes to rot.

It all goes back to the earth.

“Whatcha’ got goin’ on in that handsome head of yours?” She asks sweetly, he doesn’t really mind her questions, he doesn’t mind her at all.

Soarynn has been the one good thing about getting banished to District Twelve, arguably the least desirable District to be sent to when it comes to serving as a Peacekeeper for twenty years.

But at the same time, he doesn’t mind it as much as he used to in the beginning. It’s quiet here, calm. Locals are too poor and tired to start up much of anything and he likes the girls just fine, or well, he likes his girl just fine.

It’s nothing official since he could be whisked away to another District at the drop of a hat, but it’s something and he has someone.

Coriolanus hasn’t had someone in a very long time.

“Nothing,” he mumbles, shifting so he can be closer to her. They lie on the grass under a willow tree, just like the song Soarynn always likes to sing. Coriolanus hasn’t always been a big fan of singing, not since his mother died but Soarynn has the voice of an angel.

The voice of a nightingale really, so it’s fitting for it to be her last name.

Soarynn Nightingale is a gem beneath the coal. She’s beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful with her tan skin and freckles dotted across her face from being outside all the time.

She says each freckle is a kiss from the sun.

He wants to kiss them all and keep her in his pocket.

Her long blonde hair might be his favorite thing about her physical appearance, allowing her to stand out in the crowd of ravens and brunettes.

Her hair is soft like the rest of her, almost always in a braid of some kind since she never cuts it. She says it’s bad luck. The people here are very superstitious.

Soarynn gives a toothy grin, reaching out to brush a blade of grass from his face, “Liar.”

His porcelain cheeks turn the same shade of a red rose, and it’s been so long since he’s held one in his hands.

“Just, just thinking about how nice it is out here,” he admits, “with the breeze and the trees. It’s nice.”

Soarynn goes to sit up, her braid falls down her back and he reaches for it, feeling the ends of it between his fingers. It almost looks like the bristles of a paint brush, ready to paint him the most beautiful piece of art.

“Y’all don’t have any of this in the Capitol?”

Coriolanus goes to sit up too, feeling his pistol fall out from his waistband. He eyes it but leaves it where it fell. Soarynn would never hurt him.

“We have a park,” he offers, almost laughing at how small it seems in comparison to these rolling hills and fresh air. You can’t even see the stars back at home, too much air pollution.

One night, he snuck out of the base and met Soarynn out here, lying under the stars while she pointed out the different constellations. He had stars in his eyes that night and they weren’t from the night sky.

They were from her.

Soarynn shakes her head, placing her hand on top of his, “Seems like such a shame to live that way. Little kids growin’ up without all of this, can’t imagine bein’ cooped up like that.”

He furrows his brows, she makes it sound as if they’re living in some cage, in a zoo. That simply is not the case, the Capitol is the best place to live, everyone knows that. There you can say what you want, within reason, of course.

He doesn’t say any of that to Soarynn though.

“Well, we have other things,” he offers, “we have cars, air conditioning, department stores, television…”

Soarynn cuts him off with a swift kiss that takes his breath away. They certainly don’t have girls like her in the Capitol, bold and confident. She’s got a lot over the girls back at home.

A sweeter smile sits on her lips now, as if she knows something he doesn’t.

“It’s still a shame,” she sighs, resting her head on his shoulder.

Coriolanus gazes across the vast field, they’ll have to head back soon, dinner will be calling his and her father will be calling hers.

“I don’t see it that way,” he counters, “in the Capitol we have so much technology, we’re so advanced, it’s a different way of living really. People can bathe in their riches.”

Not him though but again, he says nothing else.

Soarynn hums as a pair of mockingjays flutter by, chirping to one another. Maybe she sees the two of them in those little birds.

“Then that’s a real shame. Some people are so rich that all they have is money.”

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[ssweeterthanfiction]

"We will be together always... I don't know how, and I don't know where, I don't know anything, but I feel that in my heart."

SUZANNE COLLINS DO YOU WANT ME TO KMS

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[everdeensworld]

imagine you take the last mint your fictional crush wants and they kiss it out your mouth 🙈

[quinnspinkcamera]

when people are like "i didn't come here to make friends" i'm like thats sooooo unrelatable. i am always on the look out for some girl friends. I would be in that hunger games cornucopia like "your ex boyfriend did WHAT."

[seasonn]

peeta tried to save him and katniss by saying she had a baby, because he knew that would pull at the capitals heart strings. In a dystopian society, peeta mellark knew the capital would care more about a fetus than the real dying children . this sounds oddly familiar

[sweetlucygray]

sadly the only copy of s10 of thg i found is in the spanish dub but the only thing theyre saying is i love you and i know thats not right so can someone hook me up with their panem plus pleasee