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clatoera · 3 months

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Annie Johanna cash and baria would be quite the girl squad I raise you that one

You can’t convince me Annie’s not the ‘token straight’ friend in that group and the other three consistently make lesbian jokes she doesn’t understand

You know what you're absolutely correct and you can also be SURE that the group chat name on that would be absolutely OBSCENE thanks Johanna and Annie would simply smile and thumbs up react to the things being said.

#arwbfb tag #like i said the possibilities are literally endless #like at this point marvel could make one of his co-torture peers and call it like.. captured but not raptured like he's a silly goose #cashmere and enobaria #johanna tag #annie tag

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merun-art · 6 months

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I drew this while being forced to watch American Dad in a Discord call

#my art #johanna tag #gervais tag

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aco1yte · 4 months

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Sorry for inactivity, crazy busy recently :( I watched tbosas and fell headfirst back into my hunger games phase - been fully rereading the books too so take some art

#the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #everlark #annie cresta #finnick odair #johanna mason #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird #sejanus plinth #tigris snow #art tag

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plastic-pipes · 4 months

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Joniss: stolen moments

#Katniss Everdeen #Johanna Mason #Joniss #artwork #hg tag

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airborneice · 2 months

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VERY late to the party but here’s my piece for @hilda-appreciation-week Day 2 - Favourite Episode - STONE FOREST BABEYY

hmm I was gonna talk a little about why I love this episode so much but it got kind of long so that’s going under a cut lol

ok so this would’ve been a really tough one for me to choose, if it weren’t for the fact that Stone Forest has had a very special place in my heart right from the moment I picked up the comic in 2018 and spent the next 2 yrs hoping I’d see it in the show. since that was pretty much my introduction to the comics and it was a hilda story that was yet to feature in the show it was just. so much fun. the art style of the comic is wonderful and a joy to look at and I would argue that pre-Mountain King it was the first comic to show a bit more dimension to Johanna and really have her along for the adventure, and I love it for that so much

I was so hyped to see this episode when season 2 dropped, and imo they adapted the story perfectly. I admire how the writers adjusted the story of the comic to fit into the show with all the changes they’d made, making the same conflict work with a slightly different Hilda-Johanna dynamic in the show, and how they made room in the story for the supporting characters who aren’t in the comic so much (even if that meant they got rid of my boy the stray sod to have hilda’s friends there instead 🥲 it's fine I snuck him into the bg of this drawing bc he’s still there. in my heart). Anyway I love this ep, I loved seeing how my fave comic moments made it onto the screen while also getting the completely new B plot with Frida, David, Gerda etc. I also really really love that the story being animated meant they had room to expand on some smaller moments in the comic and make them more emotional and nuanced (the part where they try to sleep behind a rock and Johanna thinks about reaching out to Hilda before giving up comes to mind…love little additions like that which take advantage of the medium!!!) also they had Johanna do cool stuff like tell a troll to get lost to its face so in conclusion this episode was made for me specifically and I just think it’s such a treat :D

#hildaappreciationweek2024 #hilda the series #hilda netflix #hilda stone forest #art tag #hilda johanna #hilda fan art

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thirdtidemouse · 5 months

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another submission as a treat for day 5 familiar :-] plus the best fanon kaisa familiar freyja the owlcat

#hilda the series #hilda netflix #sketchbookweek #johanna #kaisa #freyja #never had to tag her before what a cutie #sketchbook week #sketchbook #sketchbook ship #hilda fanart #my art

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solar-halos · 17 days

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i think if thg characters were playing monopoly annie would steal the monopoly money but still lose anyway. finnick is the banker but he looks the other way bc she’s pretty. when johanna notices she just literally fucking pounces on annie. haymitch takes this as his opportunity to steal even more monopoly money. katniss is already asleep by the first few rounds bc she doesn’t like how long the game is taking. idk i just thought i should share that

#i fucking hate monopoly #and i think delly would too #except she’d hate it bc the thought of buying someone out of house and home would make her sad #i can see madge and gale being business partners tho #effie would be the first one out and immediately start rambling about bad sportsmanship #i think that’s it #peeta finishes out the game for him and katniss #no one ever wins but he and finnick stay up all night trying as the last two ppl still in the game #oh i should prob add some actual tags #annie cresta #finnick odair #johanna mason #haymitch abernathy #what do we think

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atlasrainerot · 4 months

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miscellaneous Hilda doodles (+ hcs) I made after watching season 3

(I already miss this show sm,,,)

#hilda #hilda the series #hilda netflix #johanna hilda #twig hilda #alfur hilda #the raven hilda #hilda spoilers #(<— figured i’d tag that)#fanart #digital art #my art

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0blobthefish0 · 1 year

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District 13

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Johanna Mason x Female Reader 1,865 Words After being stuck in District 13, without knowing anyone, Johanna is finally rescued.

You were in District 13, you had gotten there by some miraculous chance - a right time, right crowd kind of chance; or maybe you really weren't meant to be there at all. The first week had felt like a fever dream, the technology, the bleak clothing, the scheduling and the unfamiliarity of it all, District 13 wasn't supposed to exist and you, of all people, definitely shouldn't of known that it did. You, not from the buried district or from District 12 and not a victor or an important person of the rebellion, did not know a single face as you travelled from one area to another.

You had the feeling that you had slipped through their gaps, you felt completely invisible to them, you didn't know anyone and they didn't know you. You weren't being watched or they would have come in to help you by now; you were lost. Again. If the newcomers had some sort of tour, you hadn't been apart of it or you wouldn't be in the mess you found yourself in. You wandered around aimlessly, you knew that you most likely wouldn't find anyone until the next rotation in the schedule.

Every corridor and hallway looked the same, grey and bleak, just like your clothes, you slid down the wall and sat on the floor, your legs outstretched as you closed your eyes. Maybe you were being watched. They seemed to really love their schedules and you were definitely not complying to them at that moment; they would probably notice a missing person, you did have a schedule. You let out a loud sigh and rested your head against the cold concrete, hopefully you'd get back to your cell soon.

The smell of home wafted through every sense before you noticed the gentle rumble of a... hovercraft? Your eyes snapped open and you quickly got up from the floor, hissing in pain as you rubbed your sore muscles, and wobbled your way over to the sound. To your relief, and dismay, it wasn't long until you came across the source, if you had only walked around the corner you would have been redirected back onto your schedule long ago.

People were too wrapped up in their own business to notice you getting closer and closer to the craft. You squinted into the distance as its platform lowered, your heart clenching painfully when you saw familiar wetsuits. Johanna. Your eyes were wide as you walked faster and faster, your heart beating so rapidly you were scared it would fall out of your chest. One person cladded in the wetsuit left the craft and then another and another and then it began to close, what? You began to feel ill, your stomach twisting and churning into tight knots.

"No, no, no," you chanted as you moved into hearing distance. They were all looking at you now, no longer invisible. Hands wrapped around you, securing you from moving forward, and you struggled against them, tears springing to your eyes as your chants turned to shouts; you probably looked crazy. Your eyes searched the two: Beetee, Finnick. You lunged at him, your hands pushing at his chest before you were pulled back.

"Where is she!? You were meant to keep her safe, I thought you were friends," you screamed with an accusing finger as you were dragged back like a savage animal. Your tears blurred your vision, you had let yourself hope and now you were being let down, and you couldn't handle it. You had felt too alone and all you wanted was her. "Where's Johanna!? Where is she, where is she? Don't tell me she's dead," you shook your head as you pushed back against the pulling hands. "She was supposed to come back! So where is she?" You jumped at him, hands like claws in front of you, hot tears staining your cheeks. Suddenly, the hands locked down around your arms, legs, waist, head. You felt the fabric of your jumpsuit rip at your upper arm, a sharp prick stung you followed by the feeling of cold liquid spreading through your muscles. The hands loosened. You shook your head lightly, "No, no. Johanna, where's Johanna? I want- I want to see her, please," you begged and choked out as you felt the world begin to collapse. "Johanna, Johanna, Joha- Jo..."

Finnick stared at your, now calm, body slumped against the ground, rigidly. He exchanged a look with the people around him, shocked. He didn't know who you were and, by the looks of the others, no one knew either. Who were you, and how did you know Johanna? Did you even know her? Johanna had never mentioned you.

Yeah.. it wasn't the prettiest first impression.

You woke up in one of the infirmary beds, tubes sticking into your bruised skin. You swallowed painfully and when you tried to soothe the pain with a hand, it was stopped before it could get to your neck. You stared at the chains securing you to the bed before slumping in defeat. You felt defeated; Johanna was gone and you were stuck in District 13, bound to a bed, all alone. All you wanted was Johanna.

You had been stuck in the bed for the last two days, thankfully you had been relieved of the handcuffs as you hadn't lashed out at any of the healers. However, one long shackle still wrapped around your ankle, not completely trusted yet. You stared up at the tiled ceiling, counting them for, what felt like, the hundredth time, when a figure moved into your room. Your gaze moved from the ceiling to the door and you sent over an apologetic smile, Finnick Odair.

"Sorry, I was just- I don't know what happened to me," you apologised as he stood in the doorway. He sent you back a smile accompanied with a small nod and you watched him as he took a few steps into the room and took a seat.

"How do you know her?" He quizzed, his eyes intense and you could tell he didn't trust you. It was fair though, you thought, you wouldn't trust yourself either if you were in his shoes.

"We're.. friends," you shrugged.

"Friends?" Finnick scoffed as he relaxed into the chair. "Johanna doesn't make friends." You squinted at him and he squinted back.

"You're her friend, well, she said you were," you replied. The room fell silent once again. "Is she alive?" You questioned him softly as you fiddled with the blanket covering you.

Finnick nodded his head, and you felt relief flood into you. "She's in the Capitol." Those four words hit you like a falling tree. Tears sprung to your eyes and you shook your head at him. She was probably being tortured, especially after her role in the rebellion. You wished that she were dead, she didn't deserve to be over there.

"They're getting her out, right?" You pleaded, your voice begging. Finnick stayed silent and you felt your heart clench painfully inside your chest. Why wouldn't they get her out? Was she not important enough?

"Tell me something about her," he requested softly. You rolled your head back to face the ceiling, familiar eyes appeared, skin crinkled at the corners in a smile. You chest sunk with a relaxed sigh.

"She throws her head back when she laughs," you began, a smile spreading across your lips, "she likes to draw, she loves the smell of the leaves in the summer; she likes pine the best, it's strong and always green," you hummed as you recounted your shared hours, thoughts taking you far from the enclosed white walls of the room.

Finnick stared at you from his chair as you smiled into the air, seeing things he couldn't, when it clicked. A moment of realisation fell across his face as he listened to you. You loved her. You were in love with her. He knew it, there was no faking it, no, not when it was real, and he could see it on you. He got up from his chair and left the room as quietly as he came, nodding his head at you in goodbye. You let out a sigh, alone again.

You chewed on your nails, nervously, Finnick had told you that they had sent off a rescue mission for them. That had been hours ago, too many hours ago, and you couldn't sleep. Not when Johanna came back. You were stuck in your room, it was past curfew, you wouldn't be allowed out anyway. Not on your own. You hoped that she was okay, well, as okay as she could be. Your eyes felt heavy, sleep trying to grab at you, but you pushed it away and sat opposite the door, on the floor, waiting for something to happen.

The door was suddenly pushed open and you sprung to your feet, your heart pounding in your ears as Finnick stood in front of you.

"She's here."

And then you were running.

Finnick ran beside you, guilt eating away at him at seeing your reaction. When Haymitch had announced the same to him and Katniss, all he could think about was Annie, and the thought of Johanna or you had completely escaped his mind.

Your hand pushed against the cold metal of the double doors and the room spun in circles as your eyes searched for any sign of her. You saw Finnick point to curtains and you quickly made your way over, your hand pausing mid-air just about to pull back the fabric. You didn't know what you were going to see. You had waited all this time for this moment and you couldn't waste another second.

Slowly, the fabric was scrunched in a fist as you pulled the curtain back - just enough for you to slip inside. Tears instantly pricked at your eyes and you felt your chest constrict painfully as you stared at her bruised flesh, her hollowed cheeks, her sharp bones poking out from under her pale skin, her eyes. You watched as they softened.

"Johanna.." you whispered fragilely, hesitating to move closer, and she reached out for you. You moved quickly, hand enveloping her own before moving up to cradle her cheek. You swallowed a lump in your throat as your thumb smoothed across her skin. She looked up into your eyes, hers wide like a rabbit and blinking back tears as they welled. "What have they done to you?" You breathed out gently, eyebrows furrowed, your other hand intertwined with hers and a tear rolled down her cheek, dripping onto the blanket.

"Y/n." Johanna called out and, carefully, you climbed into the small bed beside her and cradled her in your arms before pressing a kiss to her wet cheek. Your hand rubbed over her, now, bald head, no brown hair to play with anymore, as silent tears soaked your shirt.

Johanna breathed out heavy, shaky breaths, her fingers dancing with your own as she listened to the sound of your breathing and your steady heartbeat; all with her eyes finally closed. You were alive, alive and well and breathing, she hadn't lost you too:

"I love you."

#the hunger games #johanna mason x reader #johanna mason #wlw tag #district 13 #female reader #johanna mason x female reader #mockingjay #Blob's fics

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merun-art · 6 months

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Massive jerk and the woman who's way too cool for him. The real question is how these two skinny bitches made someone as stocky as their son.

#my art #sketch #gervais tag #johanna tag

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aco1yte · 4 months

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Entire page for Finnick and Johanna because their friendship is important to me . + concepts for Johanna’s games :3

#thg #thg series #the hunger games #johanna mason #finnick odair #art tag #cute #bff #awesome #lgbt

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airborneice · 5 months

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@sketchbookweek Day 3 - Sun & Moon / Family

you know I had to bring up my sketchbook kid Mattie for this one. in my mind this is like…impromptu midnight storytime bc someone woke up the entire household and now she’s almost settled no one wants to get up or go back to bed

(Kaisa has become a little more comfortable with openly doing magic by this point, partly because of reconnecting with Tildy in season 2 and partly because no matter how shoddy her spells come out, they never fail to entertain her kids, especially her youngest. Kaisa does the best stories in this house. no child can resist magic floating pictures)

#hilda the series #sketchbookweek #sketchbook ship #Hilda sketchbook #Hilda Johanna #Hilda kaisa #art tag #does anyone..wanna guess what I was referencing with the magic pics jskshjsh #hilda ocs tag

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dankdefrank · 3 months

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OK HILDA FOLKS

what do you headcanon hilda's surname as?

most of people say it's pearson, after luke but personally i love the of icelandic tradition of giving surnames, which is basically "the name of parent(s) + dóttir/son", depending on child's gender. which is this case hilda's surname would be johannasdóttir (we do not consider anders being worthy as a part of hilda's surname). or just random scandinavian name is fine as well, i just love nordic elements in hilda

pls answer i wanna see how it looks like

#hilda the series #hilda netflix #johanna hilda #hilda #hildas surname???#pls reblog with tags #TELL ME EVERYTHING

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