#the morphlings

[kald-dal-art]

THG Sketchbook dump old drawings and requests so thanks to people who gave my drawing suggestions 🫶

[kald-dal-write]

Everyone shut up and look at these BTS photos I found of the Victors

[vesteneris]

Cheers to the March 13th birthday girl, Maureen Trevi!

The Victor of 49th Hunger Games, that belongs to @kald-dal-write

[xinyats]

Gloss and the male morphling...msao

[dancingdaffodils08]

Finnick and morphling girl after dragging Peeta through the games:💀💀

Katniss after dragging Peeta through the games:😏👩‍🍼

[mollywog]

"Do you think we'd have ended up like this if only one of us had won?" he asks, glancing around at the other victors. "Just another part of the freak show?"

Actually - yes (though they’re not freaks). Under slightly different circumstances or over time, Katniss could have become the next Haymitch, Johanna, Finnick, Annie, or morphling

Haymitch Abernathy

Maybe he wasn't always a drunk. Maybe, in the beginning, he tried to help the tributes. But then it got unbear-able. It must be hell to mentor two kids and then watch them die. Year after year after year. I realize that if I get out of here, that will become my job. To mentor the girl from District 12. The idea is so re-pellent, I thrust it from my mind.

~

"Is that what happened to you?" I ask Haymitch.

"No. My mother and younger brother. My girl. They were all dead two weeks after I was crowned victor. Because of that stunt I pulled with the force field," he answers. "Snow had no one to use against me."

"I'm surprised he didn't just kill you," I say.

"Oh, no. I was the example. The person to hold up to the young Finnicks and Johannas and Cashmeres. Of what could happen to a victor who caused problems," says Haymitch. "But he knew he had no leverage against me."

"Until Peeta and I came along," I say softly. I don't even get a shrug in return.

Johanna Mason

Where you can starve to death in safety," I mutter. Then I glance quickly over my shoulder. Even here, even in the middle of nowhere, you worry someone might overhear you.

When I was younger, I scared my mother to death, the things I would blurt out about District 12, about the people who rule our country, Panem, from the far-off city called the Capitol. Eventually I understood this would only lead us to more trouble. So Ilearned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts. Do my work quietly in school.

~

"Of course Peeta's right. The whole country adores Katniss's little sister. If they really killed her like this, they'd probably have an uprising on their hands," says Johanna flatly. "Don't want that, do they?" She throws back her head and shouts, "Whole country in rebellion? Wouldn't want anything like that!"I can't help catching her hand as she passes me.

….

"Don't go in there. The birds -" I remember the birds must be gone, but I still don't want anyone in there. Not even her.

"They can't hurt me. I'm not like the rest of you. There's ho one left I love," Johanna says, and frees her hand with an impatient shake.

Finnick Odair

"President Snow used to ... sell me ... my body, that is," Finnick begins in a flat, removed tone. "I wasn't the only one. If a victor is considered desir-able, the president gives them as a reward or allows people to buy them for an exorbitant amount of money. If you refuse, he kills someone you love. So you do it "

~

I'm left with Haymitch in the rubble, wondering if Finnick's fate would have one day been mine. Why not? Snow could have gotten a really good price for the girl on fire.

Annie Cresta

"You're not leaving me here alone," I say. Because if he dies, I'll never go home, not really. I'll spend the rest of my life in this arena trying to think my way out.

~

"Yeah. Annie's the one who went mad when her district partner got beheaded. Ran off by herself and hid. But an earthquake broke a dam and most of the arena got flooded. She won because she was the best swimmer," says Peeta.

The morphlings

Surely she could afford food, but turned to the morphling just as Haymitch turned to drink, I guess. Everything about her speaks of waste - her body, her life, the vacant look in her eyes.

I revise my suicide plan to slow death by morphling. I will become a yellow-skinned bag of bones, with enormous eyes.

[olya-roo]

POV: you are so delulu that you write a fanfic of a fanfic, which most recent chapter crushed you completely.

“Pieces of frozen flesh”, a small AU based on “The old familiar sting” by @kald-dal-art

Titus Domery may have been brought back from the nightmare that were the 66th Hunger Games, but Capitol never forgets the ones who don’t play by their rules.

Now leaving other Victors of District 6 to deal with the fallout of a tragedy on the Arena and a burden of completely broken boy who has suddenly became a part of their small family, can those 5 damaged people move forward?

AU of “The old familiar sting” by Littlefroid, that has Titus actually winning his Games and showing the consequences that came with it.

[imasradiantasthesun]

Ez’s Hunger Games aesthetics, part 14: Victors of the 40s (part 2 of 2)

Brutus Kumar of District 2, Victor of the 40th Games

Onyx O’Hara of District 1, Victor of the 42nd Games

Adrienne Hughes of District 6, Victor of the 43rd Games

Chaff Santana of District 11, Victor of the 45th Games

[fordkisser08]

My love💕💞💖💗

[heavensbeehall]

More about the other victors & chapter 16

They're a little strange, but I'm pretty sure neither of them is going to try to make me uncomfortable by stripping naked.

Again, Katniss is not a sexual being yet. She is most comfortable with Beetee, Wiress and Mags because she understands those type of relationships. Also the three of them are awsome.

I glance around the Training Center. Peeta is at the center of a ribald circle of knife throwers. The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls. The male tribute from District 5 is vomiting wine on the swordfighting floor. Finnick and the old woman from his district are using the archery station. Johanna Mason is naked again and oiling her skin down for a wrestling lesson. I decide to stay put.

Peeta is much better with people, all kinds of people. Katniss doesn't know what to do with naked people. So she stays with the nerds.

I want to know what Finnick and Mags talk about at the archery station.

I feel bad, knowing that their district must have suffered much worse than ours. I feel I need to defend my people.

Here's a chicken or the egg question. Are the victors from 3 and 4 rebels because their districts are rebellious. Or are the districts rebellious because their victors are?

Plutarch Heavensbee in the magnificent purple robe with the fur-trimmed collar that designates him as Head Gamemaker. He's eating a turkey leg.

I don't know why I find it hilarious that he's eating a turkey leg, but I do. I am imagining one of those rlly big ones from fairs and stuff.

When we make our way into the dining area, I see some of Peeta's gang have other ideas. They're dragging all the smaller tables to form one large table so that we all have to eat together. Now I don't know what to do. Even at school I used to avoid eating at a crowded table. Frankly, I'd probably have sat alone if Madge hadn't made a habit of joining me.

I wonder whose idea this was. I suspect Chaff. But we can see some of the school versions of Katniss and Peeta. He was always with a group from the town kids. She prefers to be alone.

Chaff doesn't seem as bad at lunch. He's sober, and while he talks too loud and makes bad jokes a lot, most of them are at his own expense. I can see why he would be good for Haymitch, whose thoughts run so darkly. But I'm still not sure I'm ready to team up with him.

This description of Chaff reminds me of my dad. He's a people-person and feels the need to entertain everyone all the time. (It can be exhausting and I can see why someone as introverted and inhibited as Katniss would be put off.) But the fact that he makes an effort to seek out Haymitch--who pushes everyone away--makes me love him. You know Haymitch says mean stuff to him and he just laughs it off.

After lunch I do the edible-insect station with the District 8 tributes--Cecelia, who's got three kids at home, and Woof, a really old guy who's hard of hearing and doesn't seem to know what's going on since he keeps trying to stuff poisonous bugs in his mouth.

I think Woof knows exactly what he's doing when he puts poisonous bugs in his mouth.

Finnick appears again when I'm picking up fishing tips, but mostly just to introduce me to Mags, the elderly woman who's also from District 4. Between her district accent and her garbled speech--possibly she's had a stroke-- I can't make out more than one in four words. But I swear she can make a decent fishhook out of anything--a thorn, a wishbone, an earring. After a while I tune out the trainer and simply try to copy whatever Mags does. When I make a pretty good hook out of a bent nail and fasten it to some strands of my hair, she gives me a toothless smile and an unintelligible comment I think might be praise. Suddenly I remember how she volunteered to replace the young, hysterical woman in her district. It couldn't be because she thought she had any chance of winning. She did it to save the girl, just like I volunteered last year to save Prim. And I decide I want her on my team.

Do we thinks Mags did have a stroke? I have a headcanon that she's had a speech impediment her whole life but that's just in the imaginary Mags story I write in my head.

In fact, I feel as if I've somehow been initiated into the victors' circle. During the next two days, I spend time with almost everybody headed for the arena. Even the morphlings, who, with Peeta's help, paint me into a field of yellow flowers.

Yellow flowers again.

Mags, who I can understand a little better now, decides she's just going to take a nap.

Queen shit. I love Mags.

[andshewas-mp4]

thought a lot about the morphlings today. they were humanized so much, even with the scene where peeta shows the female morphling the colors of the sunrise before her death just so she doesnt die panicked and wheezing to breathe, even to the extent of the fact that district 6 is stated to have a huge drug problem+ the fact that they were ripped away from the thing that kept them tethered to reality (as awful as it was) and probably cut off entirely from it too. we knew so much but so little, they were never even named.

[kald-dal-art]

Redraw of old art to get used to Photoshop Ig

Hunger Games Victors....you mean the world to me

[kald-dal-write]

How to explain to strangers the longest piece of writing I've ever done is about a character with like 7 mentions in a book and their canon name is "Junkie 1"

[mintaikk]

Calling the Morphlingss Chassis and Autus because Morphlings sound so insulting.

[acekoomboom]

I think this is my favorite scene in all three books. It is so human. So kind. I am overwhelmed at the humanity he displayed in this moment to this dying woman, this addict, this discarded child entertainer.

Peeta sees the person inside of her because he was already kind to her in training, and bc of that he already knew what would mean something to her in her final moment. And he used his skill with words to describe his skill with painting. He gave her joy, support and affection in her last breath of life. Peeta Mellark, the man you are.

This is why he is one of my favorite characters of all time, in all media.

Your honor, I love him more than words can express.

[thesweetnessofspring]

The rebellion might have told the other victor rebels to keep Peeta alive for Katniss's sake, but I truly 100% believe Mags and the morphling woman would have sacrificed themselves for Peeta regardless. And not for Katniss or the rebellion, but for him.

He was a 17-year-old boy, just a kid. A kid who has already had to deal with more than he should, who still had a chance of living a good life should the rebellion succeed. After all of the years Mags and the morphling woman spent mentoring other children to watch them die, to be so powerless against such evil, that choice to offer up their lives in place of Peeta's had to have been an easy decision. A relief, even, to finally to stand up against Snow and protect at least one child.