#the odds are never in our favor

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my hunger games buddies @please-help-this-little-lesbian @ameliaandreas3 @theballadofthesunandthestars just LOOK at the BEAUTIFUL dress i found for Thalia

BEHOLD. THE LIGHTNING MCQUEEN.

[trooperoftheeuph]

Link to the video.

It’s a LAW passed in 1990 that if Palestine becomes a state, the UN and the world food program will be defunded.

ORGANIZE with your local socialist rifle association. We are being led by fascists already.

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A combination of things-

Reading Bloody Eclipse

Going down a ToA Hunger Games au rabbit hole

Rewatching the movies

Began thinking about how perfect Apollo & Artemis would be for this au, esp with a platonic focus

Daydreaming about it at work/before bed

Actually writing the ideas down in a doc

Staring at that doc and going "uh oh, there's no going back now!"

Hey HG AU mutuals, how did y’all come up with/decide to write your AUS? I’ll go first

Originally, I wanted write a PJO HG AU, but I really struggled with writing Percy so I dropped it. Some point later, I thought that Lester’s journey in TOA worked really well in a HG setting, and the rest is history.

@apollosgiftofprophecy @theballadofthesunandthestars @ameliaandreas3

[sailoraspencosplays]

If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her

The emotional torture, from the head of your high table

She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate

So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake

At least I've gotta try

The capillaries in my eyes are bursting

If our love died, would that be the worst thing?

For somebody I thought was my saviour

You sure make me do a whole lot of labour

The calloused skin on my hands is cracking

If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?

And the silence haunts our bed chamber

You make me do too much labour

All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid

Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant

Just an appendage, live to attend him

So that he never lifts a finger

24∕7, baby machine

So he can live out his picket fence dreams

It's not an act of love if you make her

YOU MAKE ME DO. TOO. MUCH. LABOUR.

i am so afraid.

[mckngsong]

@4thdistrict said “   one  of  these  days ,   you’re  gonna  give  me  a  fucking  heart  attack .   ”

 ‍  ‍ “ sorry, ” but katniss can barely suppress the smirk on her lips. she has always been soft - footed but maybe she takes advantage of it with finnick, especially in this hall where most noise resounds off the concrete and thick glass. seeing him jump always gives her a little bit of joy.

 ‍  ‍ she raises a brow, extending the rolled paper bag in her hand. “ they let me in to bring you lunch. ” did she need to? absolutely not. is this some strange, unspoken habit she has adopted since meeting aquarist? perhaps. prim is still in school and she got a half day at work, so what else is she going to do?

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how fascinating is it that I have a fic planned for them in my au… >:)

i feel like as a entire fandom we don’t talk about the Grace sibling trauma Reblog for your thoughts on the Grace siblings trauma

[beneathoaktrees]

@selfmademythology

It was no secret that Owen and Nico are best friends. When Nico had gone into the Arena he'd practically gotten sponsors almost solely because of it. Not just because he'd trained his whole life. They saw him as someone who would bring the same strength and the same energy to the Games and while they both came just as fucked up as each other out of the Games, it was still just as fun as when they were twelve. He was grateful for his best friend-- he was one of the sole reasons that Nico wasn't shoved away into foster home or an orphanage. Owen and Nico's show of promise in the Academy did. Still he spent more time with their family than his foster family.

Nico was always keeping a watchful eye on his friend, despite his lethality. It was just how he repays and protects his people. This courtesy wasn't reserved for Owen either, Nico had always protected his parents and most importantly Shay. Despite the bond between the pair, neither of them have really wanted to broach the topic of the fact that they almost lost her. Not to mention losing Ezra. They were more of the kind of friends where if one of them did something fucking stupid, the other would be happy to give them a black eye to match it.

Gliding himself along the hallway of the Capitol bullshit, Nico grins to himself finding Owen's back to him. He moves silently, hoping to not spark Owen's paranoia as he leaps over the couch that he's sitting on and swings on his neck. "Hey asshole. What're you doing all alone? You look to pretty to do that-- wait-- did they actually put make up on you?"

[parme-san]

the weirdest thing about having had a garbage childhood is wondering if my siblings feel it too

[doctormage]

this sounds pathetic typed out but I have been so good abt staying on a consistent shower/hair washing schedule despite my broken ankle AND my current depressive episode. like it is somehow both a miracle and a sad excuse for a victory but I am documenting it regardless

[kirishwima]

idk what it says about me when my first response to someone hurting me is immediate apathy but. it is what it is

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Hunger Games AU So Far

Artemis: having multiple crisises

Apollo: flirts while ignoring the inevitable crisis

Jason: accepts crisis as it is

Commodus: flirts while embracing the crisis before cursing the crisis out

Lityerses: aggressively fights crisis

Hera: denies crisis

Zeus: enflames crisis

@please-help-this-little-lesbian tag for u :3

[blackenedxflame]

Tiegan Borelli: Hunger Games AU with @minxchester

Born in the Seam, Tiegan is the eldest of Catherine's fraternal twin children, and their lives were a hardship; Catherine's husband, Alessio, ended up dying in the mines when the twins were both two years old, and then, at the age of seven, Dorothea caught a fever that could not be broken, and she passed away. The resulting grief of losing two of her loved ones sent Catherine into a spiral of addiction, using sleep syrup in order to pass her days and nights away in a perpetual coma.

Seeking survival, Tiegan ended up becoming close friends with Katniss Evergreen, and her sister, Primrose, after Dorothea's death, and Katniss' father would take the two children out into the woods beyond the fence to learn how to hunt, and forage for edible plants. When he died when the children were eleven, Tiegan was the only one who continued traveling into the forest to hunt, and eventually, Katniss joined him; Gale Hawthorn ended up joining them a year later, and while Gale and Tiegan did not develop a bond, they were civil enough to one another, and the trio ended up developing a pact to help each other out, especially when the tesserae came into play.

At the age of sixteen, the odds are not in Tiegan's favor, as he is Reaped straight from the bowl for the Hunger Games. His competitor is also a surprise; the sweet only daughter of the resident baker, Petra Mellark, with whom Tiegan traded meat for bread and been friendly with over the years. When the two of them leave District 12, he is already formulating a plan to try and help her win the Games, as he feels that, due to being a loner otherwise, no one but the Evergreens will miss his absence if he dies, not even his sickened mother, who was not present at the Reaping and likely did not even know her last child was being sent to his own death.

The only thing that Tiegan is not prepared for is Petra dropping the bomb during their interviews in the Capitol that she is in love with him, and had been for years. Things get complicated after that.

made with AI

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👀 hunger games au has pain >:3

but yeah, next part in the series will be a six-chapter fic about Thalia and Jason :3 and will elegantly connect to the Catching Fire part of my au hehe!

i feel like as a entire fandom we don’t talk about the Grace sibling trauma Reblog for your thoughts on the Grace siblings trauma

[ozzgin]

I’m playing ‘This Bed We Made’ and the intro gave me major yandere vibes. This one's a monster version. Content: gender neutral reader, stalking, monster romance

You are the only human employee at a hotel for monstrous guests. It was an unexpected outcome for everyone involved: the staff hadn't considered that a human like you would apply, and you made the mistake of merely skimming through the job ad. You stopped paying attention when you saw the monthly salary.

You realized your mistake when the head manager interviewing you turned out to be a centaur. Then, when the receptionist greeted you with a firm tentacle handshake. And then, the guests kept coming in: creatures whose existence you'd only known in fictional tales, some beyond your imagination.

Despite the initial shock, it's not a bad affair. You spend your shifts cleaning the rooms; making beds, removing slime, waxing scratched furniture, throwing away shed skin. You enjoy the quietness, and the manager is satisfied with your work.

Just one little secret: you love snooping around. You're not hurting anyone with a mere peek, after all. So what if you sometimes check what's inside a guest's suitcase? Or glance into the bedside drawer? Innocent curiosity, and nothing more. It offers you a glimpse of their beastly life, as you've never been this close to monsters before.

Except, well, it seems that the monsters had the same thoughts as you. In one room, you found stacks of photos, each and one of them depicting you. The angles are odd, the focus is blurry: these were taken from nearby hiding spots, capturing your cleaning routine. You shiver and decide to move on. Ah, but the next room...is this the necklace you thought you'd lost? Why is it tucked away under the guest's pillow? As you hurry down the hall, unlocking more doors, you begin to discover unsettling snippets of your own privacy. Detailed plans of your schedule, your path back home, used towels, lost name badges.

You frantically knock on your manager's door, hoping to find a solution. Surely he'll be outraged to know that most of the creatures staying at the hotel have been relentlessly stalking you. He welcomes you with a concerned look, and you sit before his desk, ready to speak. Behind him, on one of the shelves, you spot a camera.

"You have to understand, (Y/N)...It's not a common occurrence to have a human in our presence. The guests mean you no harm, they're just terribly excited to get to know you better."

Won't you do them this one little favor?

[More monsters]

[mckngsong]

@talonair said ❛❛ go look another way. ❜❜

 ‍  ‍ frustration tastes like ash on the back of her tongue, a huff of smoke through her nostrils, flame sparking on the flint ﹠ steel of her eyes. katniss was already in a foul mood when she awoke and it has only worsened throughout the day, with the lingering ache in her lungs ﹠ accompanying stiffness of her muscles, unused to the work she is putting them through, the way her fingers tremble at the end of the day from wielding a rifle over a bow. riddles are something she does not have the patience to piece together.

 ‍  ‍ her gaze cuts to the other victor like a blade, the only time it has risen from the floor since she left dinner in the cafeteria, hoping to get some early shut - eye. she's never known much about medea ( she won her games way before katniss truly understood them ), and her presence here has certainly not opened the door for any trauma bonding. her frown is deeply - woven upon her visage, brows drawn low. “ what? ”

[beneathoaktrees]

@brutcllysoft

Some people are born as chaos and others are born into chaos. The latter are pussies. At least, that's how Ashton would see the world. He was born to be a victor-- he just didn't know it. He'd even gone so far as to be scared of the Games, worried that he wouldn't be able to kill when it came down to it. How wrong he had been... He'd been able to kill, in fact, he was fucking good at it. The sponsors loved the black horse coming from behind wielding an axe in both hands swinging in the canopy of a dense forest. Now though, he has to spend his time mentoring other kids from Seven-- something that certainly isn't his forte. Ashton is feared in Seven. And here, while praised, he would rather be throwing axes or creating chaos. "Pretty girls are a slam dunk for a mentor," he snickers finding his latest entertainment for chaos. A fresh tribute that looks like an angel but considering he's heard of her family in District One, he knows it's all a fucking act. "And she's your sister so they will eat that shit up." Then again, considering one of the sisters died in the Games, maybe they'd give up on that family for good. "Do me a favor and kill that one," he says pointing to his own tribute who's weak and frail. He has no use for him.