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Kenneth Branagh has the opportunity to do the funniest thing possible

Spoiler Free Review of Sunrise on the Reaping from someone who just stayed up all night to read it and is now broken emotionally

Suzanne is not fucking around anymore. This book is about so many things but the thing that stuck out most to me was the rage I think dominates this prequel more than any other book in the series.

When the news came out a book about Haymitch was coming after years of fan requests (and a film to be developed in tandem) I’ll admit, I had my doubts.

But what Collins delivers is more brutal a gut punch than I think even the most hard core fans of this series were anticipating. In the wake of political unrest across the US and world wide, in an era of disinformation, she tells the reader clearly to look and think for themselves, and shows the atrocities that can come when we do not.

This book is about anger and injustice and it does not try to convince its reader otherwise. At times you can feel Collins shaking the reader by the shoulders: ‘See?! See what happens when you blindly accept what they tell you? See what you let them take?’.

Fans familiar with Haymitch will not be surprised by a lot of the major beats of this story but the focus on propaganda still leads to some interesting reveals. This is the goriest of Collins series and in many ways I think will be the hardest to adapt, perhaps her own rebellion against the industry that continues to profit off her work and contort her message

Thinking about the lyrics from ballad of Lucy Gray but applied to Haymitch and Maysilee Donner, and his girlfriend, and his family, and literally all the people haunting him while he slowly drinks himself to death after winning the games

effie once a year to haymitch on reaping day -

hiyaa! random question but would you ever write for effie? (thg) thanks & have a nice day! btw i luv luv luv your johanna fics!!

Hi, love! ♡

Yes, of course. Sure. I just don't have ideas for fics about her, but if you have any ideas, feel free to send me a request!

do you guys ever think that effie would lay in bed just wondering if she just shifted her hand a bit during the reaping

Hey, so I've been searching endlessly for a hayffie fic on ao3, but it seems to elude me. If anyone can help me to find it, I'd be really grateful.

The premise was that the rebellion happened not on the third quarter quell, but at the second one. Five/six years later, the rebels won and made a final hunger games for the capitol children, and Haymitch ends up as Effie's mentor.

"Haymitch was furious. Dr. Trinket was a good man"

Snow's granddaughter, who I'm pretty sure was named Cassandra, was also in the games. Effie kills her with a mahogany branch.

After Effie wins, she goes to travel around with her father and then returns to Haymitch

"You did promised to take me on a date"

Then they settle down and have a daughter

It was published somewhere around 2015 and 2022, but I haven't been able to find it anywhere in ao3.

god, the way the hunger games truly reflects today’s political climate is so… daunting. i mean, from the first few chapters you’re introduced to the astronomical amount of censorship the capitol feeds into the viewers. only those who were there to witness the true atrocities are aware of the actual occurrences but they’re bound to a hopeless secrecy out of fear they’ll be the next victim lost to lies.

haymitch did everything to tell the true story, to show the people who the capitol is and what they truly stand for. but he was punished, condemned to live a life of suffering simply because he yearned to be heard, to be seen, to do what’s right.

it’s not unlike our own lives. the lengths people are forced to go to do exactly what haymitch yearned to do - the lengths we have to go to grasp onto our humanity and do what’s right.

Some traditional art for the soul

Has anyone else been seeing the parody hunger games musical cause they have been all over my Insta. It is so funny. Effie, Haymitch, and Gale are perfect no notes. The do you like jazz and Cho Chang bit is amazing.

y’all haffie shippers are working overtime to try to make it seem cannon after sotr

Nightmares With a Side of Comfort

Katniss Everdeen x GN!reader

Warnings: swearing (only once), mentions of killing, and death, fluff?, angst if you squint, (I think that’s it?), first fic, comfort

Summary: Katniss awakes from yet another nightmare about the upcoming 75th quarter quell Hunger Games to you, another victor, who just so happens to have attraction to Katniss, who comforts her and grounds her back to the world around her. Maybe you’re not as bad as she thinks.

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Keep running.

That’s all Katniss could think about while being chased by Cato and his posse, including Peeta. If she stopped now she would’ve fallen victim to them, becoming prey to the predator. Her heart was beating in her chest,

‘Katniss..’

She heard them call her name but she didn’t listen. Her panic continued to rise,

‘Katniss..!’

The sound of her name being called became louder, and louder. It didn’t sound like it was coming from behind her any more, but instead, all around her. ‘Where was it coming from?’

’Katniss!’

Katniss jolted up right, her eyes blinking rapidly, still adjusting to her surroundings. Everything looked how she left it, except there was something different. You, (Y/N) (L/N), victor of District 5, leaning over her, sitting on the edge of her bed, with your hands on her shoulders and your face displaying a worried expression. ‘Why were you here? Were you worried for her?’, she thought. Her voice, hoarse and raspy from just waking up, a bead of sweat sliding down her forehead from the previous nightmare, she couldn’t help but ask. “Why are you here?”, she asked.

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You sat in the unfamiliar bed, spread out on your back, looking up at the ceiling. You checked the clock for the 7th time in the past 30 minutes. 1:18 AM. You couldn’t sleep. You’re were too distracted from your thoughts of Katniss, and the 75th quarter quell, that your name just had to be drawn for. And it wasn’t helping that you weren’t in your own space. Not to mention, no one’s attempts to stop the games had worked so far, and you knew none of them would. In a little less than 48 hours, the 24 victors names drawn from the 12 districts would have to fight to the death. Again. Even though you’ve already won, you had to come back and do it all again. You knew you probably weren’t going to survive it this time, since you barely survived your own game years back. Your mind went back to Katniss. You’ve shamed yourself for having any feelings towards her, knowing she’s Peetas. You hated how you were plagued with the concerns of her safety during the upcoming quarter quell. You knew she was strong and didn’t need a protecter, knowing that Peeta would take that position anyhow. Damn this silly crush.

In fact, you were most likely going to be taken out by your own district partner. Hence, leaving you in your situation of having to sleep in Distract 12’s extra room, which was connected to the other victors from 12’s rooms. You see, the other victor from District 5, tried to go ahead and kill you at dinner with a steak knife, having snapped at the current situation with strong emotions towards the quarter quell. Now that you think about it, maybe that was another attempt to stop the games. But they decided to separate you both until the actual game, like trying to delay your time of death so they can wait to enjoy it on their flat screen. Sick people they are. You were pulled from your thoughts by the sound of thrashing and heavy breathing coming from one of the other rooms. Small groans and whimpers could be heard as well.

You, being curious, decided to check on whoever it was. You left the room you were staying in and listened to where the sound was coming from. You walked to the entrance of the room that was emitting the strange noises, your hand slowly twisting the handle. Peaking in, you see Katniss, thrashing on her bed, and soaked in sweat. You were going to leave but something in you was pulling in, urging you to do something. You couldn’t just leave her there, suffering. Besides, it’s not like your feelings towards her would have let you do that anyway. Having nightmares of your own before, you felt a need to comfort her. Walking over to the side of her bed, you start to slowly shake her, picking up the speed after she doesn’t wake up, and calling her name as you continue your attempts to wake her.

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You explained everything, keeping a hand on her shoulder, as a way of grounding her. “But why would you do that for me?”, Katniss asked, looking for a clearer reason. “I guess I understood what you were going through. When I saw you laying there, I had the urge to help you. Would you rather me walk away and leave you to your nightmare?”, you said, a small smile covering your face, with a hint of smugness in your tone. With a swift shake of her head, Katniss adjusted her position in her bed, fully sitting up now, while forcing her lips to not turn upward at your comment.

The tension in the air was thick, yet you couldn’t understand why. You could feel it, and you knew she could as well. Feeling awkward, you give her one last reassuring squeeze on the shoulder and get up, walking back to the entrance of her room, Katniss’s eyes watching you with every step you took. Putting your hand on the door knob, you turn around, a sleepy smile on your face, and you say, “Goodnight Katniss. Sleep well.” With her eyes already on you, her own lips curl into a small smile, finding yours contagious. “You too, (Y/N).”, she replies. You turn around stepping out of the room about to close the door. “Wait, (Y/N)!”, Katniss calls out. You turn around once again facing her, your hand still on the door knob. “Yeah?”

“Thank you.. You know, for waking me up.”

“Of course.” You mumble something under your breath, after she lays back down, waiting to fall back asleep.

“anything for you.”

The hunger games sketch

effie trinket i will forever love you! here are some sketches i did of outfits i think she’d wear bc she is a camp glam fashion girl and i love drawing clothes

if i could sew i would be a fashion designer trust

people enjoyed these on tiktok so i thought id share here too! here are my hunger games character drawings! (katniss, peeta, rue, haymitch, effie, prim, and gale)

i tried to be more book accurate but these are just how i imagined them when i read the books (i have to reread soon…)

i also told this story on tiktok but when i was younger i overheard my sister talking to her friends about the hunger games and i was totally confused and scared because i thought it was like a reality game show where they were killing children 😭😭😭

anyways i love tumblr guys everyone is so fun and talented

I hate that I'm a mutishipper sometimes because when people ask "what's your favorite hg ship?" Its like, I dont fucking know! Im trying to figure out but I keep finding more ships.

So anyway here's a list of my favorite ships

Haymitch x Effie

Clove x Cato

Katniss x Peeta

Peeta x Finnick

Finnick x Annie

Annie x Johanna

Johanna x Katniss

Clove x Glimmer

Marvel x Glimmer

Enobaria x Cashmere

Coin x Snow

Foxface x Katniss (don't ask because idk)

Effie x Mahogany

Can anyone help find this everlark fanfic

It’s basically an everlark ao3 post-mocking jay and how they repair their relationship. In the summary description, it explains how Peeta grins while moving fire wood or something like that. And in the first chapter, katniss heads over Peeta’s house first due to her nightmares and she ends up sleeping on the couch while he sleeps on the floor next to her. Im sorry, my description might suck but plsss help. Also it’s multiple chapters and Effie becomes like the rebuilding manager for district 12 while thinking about making Peeta the architect. And Peeta tells a story to a whole bunch of young kids that basically are visiting district 12 to rebuild it, about finnick and him being apart of the sea. And delly Cartwright, is pretty close with katniss and lays down in the meadow with her one day, and asks her about what does the wind do or something like that. If you can’t help, i understand! Thankyouuu

This might already have a answer but anyway I just started the first book of THG and Katniss says that the speech is like all bad things that happens before the dark day being climate related so I understood that it happened in the whole world and how after that there was panem so does that mean that panem is the last standing country on the world or did global communication just ended?