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coryosmin · 3 months

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How would the Hunger Games characters react to you stealing and wearing their clothes?

coriolanus - i think coriolanus would pretend to hate it but would secretly love it. he would look at you, unable to help the small smile before he masks it completely with a look of annoyance. “you know, you have your own clothing.” he would say in an irritated tone and yet you could hear the lack of heat in his words. he would definitely pull you close to him and start kissing you though. you wearing his clothes is a sign that you belong to him.

sejanus - i feel like sejanus would swoon. it would be so cute. he would look at you, grin, and go “well look at you looking all beautiful in my clothing.” and he would then tease you. “did you forget to do laundry and that’s why you grabbed my clothes?” but he would just love looking at you in one of his shirts.

peeta - i think peeta would find it cute. he wouldn’t react much. he would smile, put an arm around your waist and pull you in for a kiss. but other than that, he doesn’t do too much with it. he’s such a chill dude

finnick - for finnick, it would make him so happy. he would take it as you finding comfort in him which makes him feel really good. he’d see you in one of his shirts and he would simply just go “i love you.” with the sappiest look on his face, dimples popping out. it would be so adorable

johanna - i feel like with johanna it’s a common occurrence between the two of you. you both steal one another’s clothes. so when she comes home to see you in one of her dresses, she smirks. “you look hotter in it than i do, love.” to which you reply “that’s impossible.” with a smirk on your face as well.

katniss - i think katniss would be a bit confused at first but after she looks over you, seeing you in her leather jacket, she wouldn’t be able to help the smile on her lips. you just look so beautiful wrapped in her jacket. she would definitely walk up to you and just hug you regardless of what you’re doing.

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licorice-lips · 5 months

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Okay, it really bothers me how many people, especially on TikTok, are willing to forget how bad Snow really is just because he's hot. I mean, I'm not one to be above Tom Blyth's "hotness", but guys, really? Have you learned nothing at all from what you just watched?! Are you that unable to understand the film's problematic?

I try not to judge because I know sometimes people just want to be silly and give themselves a break from the heaviness of it all, but ffs, stop romanticizing creepiness and abusive behavior. TBOSAS is NOT a dark romance, Snow is NOT hot, he's a fascist-minded, not-so-borderline misogynistic, completely narcissistic villain from the beginning. He may have loved Lucy Gray or not, but it doesn't really matter as much as how he did it, how he treated her - how he (maybe) killed her (y'all know that, if she died, it was a femicide, right? At the very least, it was an attempt).

And I hate when people say "It's not that deep, he's fictional, I'd never do that irl" because that may be true for you but pay attention to the content you're spreading, the message you're getting across to people more vulnerable than you, in a position of doubt about what's really acceptable or not. Children, teenagers who think they have enough judgment when they don't, women in abusive relationships trying to normalize what they're suffering, young people being brainwashed, or trained, or raised to be prejudiced, violent, and bigoted... they're all exposed to what you're posting and if collective well-being still doesn't sway you...

Noah Schnapp.

That's it. There's your real-world version of Coriolanus Snow age 17. A young man, who supports genocide, who supports a massacre of children because he thinks his people are the rightful owners of the place they are actually colonizing. Still think he's so hot?

He's not.

He's just another fascist.

And what breaks my heart the most is that there are so many characters in THG and even TBOSAS who are so pretty, even "hot" and are still kind and, at the very least, VICTIMS of that society. Case in point, obviously, Peeta, Finnick, and even Haymitch, if you prefer a dilf. But also, Treech and Reaper, both of them victims of the Capital, and kind in the case of Reaper, I'm not sure about Treech, but he's still just a scared boy trying to go back home. And they're both so beautiful (and hot, and both actors are of age, I checked lol) and should be a lot more crushed on instead of Snow. Hell, even Sejanus is hotter than Snow just because he's not a fascist.

That's how low you have to go to find Snow actually hot. And again, I get that Tom Blyth is hot, but learn to trace a limit. It's not cool, nor funny, to throw away every message and cautionary warning this story ever gives you just because the actor playing the villain is hot, it's actually you just proving the whole story's point: we can ignore anything for the show.

#sorry I'm just really upset #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #thg #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird #connor jessup #free palestine #suzanne collins #anti facist #political discourse #finnick odair #peeta melark #haymitch abernathy #lucy gray

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oftidheard · 5 months

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Give me some Sejanus x reader fluff pls. Love my boy. Gender neutral if possible would be cool

as you wish! ♡ i love the covey with all my heart so they're mentioned a bit in this (because reader is a covey) inspired by this post i saw and immediately knew i had to write a sejanus flower picking fic ♡♡

♟ here the daisies guard you from every harm ㅤ⠀sejanus plinth x reader ㅤ⠀↳ 1.3k ↳ fluff ↳ gender neutral

sweat threatens to run down your neck under the harsh reign of the bright sun, this summer season sparing no expenses to try to burn you all half-alive. but having spent the better part of your life in the sweltering district twelve, your determination is strong enough to surge through your clasped hands all the way to widen sejanus's smile.

the two of you are flying down the steep hill that inclines into a serene field, your head whipping back to watch sejanus drag behind your every few seconds, his pace catching up to yours but your enthusiasm causing him to always trail just that little bit behind no matter how many times he hops further down or tugs on your linked hands.

your laughter bubbles and pairs with his own, the both of you giddy like children as you practically skip through the tall grass.

the two of you had broken off from the rest of the covey and coriolanus when they'd been headed towards the lake. you'd whispered to barb azure that you wanted to show sejanus something and that the rest of them shouldn't wait up; dragging the boy by his hand away from the group before your cousin could reply.

sejanus hadn't questioned you, not once he saw the bright look in your eyes and your wide grin as you'd whispered, "come on!" and took off. but as the bounce in your step never ceases but the day grows hotter and longer, he's wondering if you're just running him in circles with no destination.

but even if that was what you were doing, he can't say he'd stop following you.

you giggle as the two of you reach the bottom of the hill, turning to your boyfriend briefly, planting a kiss on his cheek with a grin as you say, "we're almost there!"

sejanus isn't sure it's possible for him to blush when he's already on the verge of overheating in this weather, but a spark rushes through him from where your lips met his skin, and he feels as though he could run another mile with you.

your unrelenting pace slows down, and for a moment he thinks this vast — and undeniably breath-taking, with the pure green blades of grass swaying in the wind and the wall of towering trees circling the sanctuary — field is the destination, but you continue to wander further to the edge of the grass, nearing the surrounding trees.

your hands part as you take a few quick steps further, completely engrossed in your search, and kneel by a tree just on the edge of the forest.

"look!" you call out, holding your hand up to sejanus welcomingly.

he approaches and kneels beside you, his eyes widening when he finally notices what you're looking at.

flowers of all shades circle the wide trunk of the tree, the exotic plants reaching out what can't be more than a few feet into the sunlight before they disappear into the grass. a contained little ecosystem like he'd never imagined before, thriving with bright colours and tall stems.

"did you plant these?"

you're reaching out to gently graze a blue flower with dozens of tiny petals climbing up the tree, and looking to sejanus with a smile so joyful he's certain he's never seen you this happy.

"only a few," you shake your head, "most of these had been growing her for years when we found them."

sejanus lets out a small breath in awe, reaching out to touch a blood red flower with four drooping petals nearest to him.

"we named them," you explain fondly, "well, maude ivory named some of them because she was with me when i found this place, but i named most of them."

you nod to the blue one you'd been looking at, "maude ivory named these teardrops."

your head moves to rest on sejanus's shoulder as he watches the red one sway in the wind, "i named that one the lucy gray."

sejanus smiles, "does she know that?"

"no," you laugh to yourself, "they have no idea, but i named one of these after each of the covey."

sejanus feels so safe, breath evening out with you beside him, and the untamed beauty of all these flowers growing together as you share your heart with him, almost makes him want to shed a tear.

"which ones?"

your face warms as your hand finds sejanus's again, and the other points to a trail of vines with delicate bunches of purple petals popping up around them, circling all the way around the trunk.

"those are barb azures," you then point to a group of flowers mixed with yellow ones that look like mini sunflowers, and almost identical ones that are a darker shade of orange, "tam amber and CCs'."

you then gesture back to the field behind the two of you, dotted with common white flowers, "we named daisies after maude ivory before we knew what people called them. i like our name better, and she loves it."

you fiddle with sejanus's fingers clasping yours and lift your head, meeting his eyes brightly as you whisper, "i named one after you."

he doesn't know how to react, until he's quickly ducking to peck your cheek impulsively, and asking, "which one?"

you try to shrug nonchalantly, but you can't hide the mischievous smile painted across your face as you change the subject, "you can pick some, if you want."

your bodies part as you lean forward towards a bright pink flower with a short stem that reaches up, until it bursts into several smaller flowers.

sejanus bites his tongue, and leans forward with you. his eyes graze over the flowers, gaze flickering to you for guidance.

"you can't pick the teardrops, they'll die without each other. and the lucy grays'll grow double the petals not long after you pick them; like a final performance," you chuckle, "it's sort of beautiful, but after that it won't survive even just a few hours out of the soil."

you pluck a couple of the pink ones you'd been eyeing from the ground, as sejanus reaches for a soft blue flower with broad petals facing the sun, that fade to a soft white the further out they get.

you fall back to sit with him once more, and immediately examine the flower he chose.

"lucy gray calls those 'forget me's," your hand gently folds around sejanus's own to trace the petals, "but they actually represent love, and i think they represent soulmates."

you lean away but keep close, as sejanus twirls the flower thoughtfully between his fingers.

"we had flowers kind of like these back home," he says, almost wistfully, "they were usually orange, my ma called them sunsets."

"they sound beautiful," you smile, "i remember being little and seeing a flower we called sunsets, little pink things that grew between torn bark."

"how did they do that?"

"i think that's the only way they could survive," you shrug, hand rising to trace along sejanus's jaw, "i never saw them on the ground."

the two of you lull into a comfortable silence, your fingers dusting along sejanus's face, and his free hand tracing across the back of your hand, as his other lifts to tuck the forget me behind your ear gently — choosing to believe in your idea of them, instead of the solemn name.

you hold your own pink flowers close, breaking off the smaller bulbs to sprinkle the petals atop sejanus's head.

"what are you doing?" he smiles.

"well i can't put them in your hair," you laugh with him, and shrug, "and i'm no good at flower crowns, so."

you then display the second pink flower to him, remaining quiet for a moment to let him watch it sway in the breeze.

you whisper, "this one, i named after you."

sejanus's cheeks grow warmer as you tuck the remaining flower behind his ear, and gently kiss him.

a/n: have this image i found that i thought was pretty and kinda fit this fic, but didn't know where to put it! hope you have a wonderful day and remember to take care of yourself ♡♡

#sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus x reader #tbosas x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes x reader #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x y/n #thg x reader #❤︎ — the mockingjay sings

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