#the hungergames | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

thehappyvet · 4 months

Text

Seeing Tigris' compassion for the tributes in TBOSAS made me realise something.

We know that Tigris is a stylist in the games from THG. So we know, for a period of time, she is a part of the hunger games. But in TBOSAS we know she sees Coryo for who he is, and knows who he will become. So why work for him in a system she is completely against?

We also know from THG that the stylists stay alongside their tribute and work hard to make them look and feel confident and supported during a terribly traumatic time. Cinna, the stylist for Katniss, is incredibly kind to her and empathetic for what she's going through. He supports her by making her memorable, giving her a chance of being loved by the capitol to gain sponsors.

He also, intentionally or unintentionally, moulds her into the mockingjay and a figurehead of the revolution.

What if that's Tigris' legacy?

What if Tigris realised by being a part of the games she could help tributes by making them memorable through their outfits and looks? What if she advocated for the stylists to form bonds with their tributes, provide support and to stay alongside them until the last moment?

What if she used her familial ties with Coryo to move up the ranks and ensure that stylists always provided this supportive role? She knew there was no changing who he would be, so what if she manipulated herself into a position where she could make a difference for the tributes?

Tigris knew how important fashion was to making impressions. Maybe she also knew how important it would be in starting a revolution.

We know from THG there are those in the capitol that are secretly supportive of the revolution. Cinna died for it. We know from the last book Tigris is one of the remaining supporters from within the capitol, and helps the rebels in their hour of need.

Maybe Tigris knew a tribute might come along one day that could be moulded into a revolutionary figure, using the close relationship between the stylist and the tribute and the cover of being impressionable to obtain sponsorship. Maybe she fostered a close group of pro-rebel stylists to watch and wait for the right tribute to come along that could make the capitol see the horrors of the games and advocate for them to end?

Maybe Tigris planted the seed in the core of the Hunger Games to see their eventual downfall.

#the hungergames #thg #the hunger games #the mockingjay #catching fire #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #tigris snow #tigris

74 notes · View notes

mylifeinelegy · 5 months

Text

tbosbas brainrot: gale/sejanus parallels… katniss/tigris parallels… peeta/lucy gray parallels…

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #tbosbas #lucy gray baird #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #sejanus plinth #gale hawthorne #tigris snow #coriolanus snow #brainrot #thoughts…#peeta my beloved #sejanus my beloved #lucy gray my beloved #tigris snow my beloved #katniss my beloved #the hunger games #the hungergames

91 notes · View notes

tearsonthemoons · 3 months

Text

Talk to me - part one

･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄༻✦༺⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･

Warning: (none) pure fluff.

Pairing: Finnick Odair x chubby reader

promt: You've always liked finnick odair, even before his reaping. while running into him while headed to the district market, you discover just how intense he makes you feel. (Multiple part story with a thick plot line.)

Finnick Odair, every girl in every districts boy crush, including mine.

My unfair advantage came with my look, I wasn't exactly what people would see as beautiful, quite the opposite of sex appeal. Though now it really is hard to be considered something appealing to the capital's eyes, or a handsome boy in our district. Finnick couldn't relate, he’s what every boy wants to look like and what every girl wants to get their hands on.

I had fallen victim of his charm.

I was a tough girl though, I never let boys get in the way. Then again, I’ve never ran into a situation where i needed to try and prevent this either.

I have never been chased by a boy, never desired. I'm not a capital jewel, or even a pretty district girl. Somehow even being short of food, my body seemed bigger than the average girl in my district, or any district. I have larger arms, wider hips, and my thighs weren't small by any means either, I never do feel ashamed of my body, It's not like i'll be showing it off to anyone.

"Y/n?" I heard my mother call, interrupting my thoughts. I'm sure she was just planning to send to into the town to sell off her pearls for something to put on the table. I was already lacing up my boots in preparation for the 3 miles of walking i'd have to do.

I walk down the hall and greet my tired mother with a small peck on the cheek. "On it." I say pushing through our faulty door and heading my usual direction into the town.

With each step I took through the forest on the patchy trial, Finnick was in my mind, Though he had won the hunger games for our district at only 14, he’s never failed to come back home from his capitol "duties", Were older now though, no longer teenagers, he has more freedom of where he calls home. I never knew finnick well enough to talk about him in depth, unless it was about his alluring looks anyways. In school he was typically pulling pranks on other students and teachers, but he never did get in trouble, It was probably his manners, he was always kind, despite being a little wild.

I remember being 12 years old, walking this same path home, only I had company, with this kind boy, finnick, no particular reason, he just happened to be talking my ear off the whole time, whether it was about fish he could catch, or how he liked the color of my hair. I enjoyed his presence, He only did walk with me a few more time after that, I wasn't too cooperative to the talking part, I never even told him my true name, "What's your name then?" he said, I smiled, and that was all. Then all of a sudden I was "Bugs".

I sure it was because of my beetle charm, but he never did specify why he had called me this.

By the time these thoughts had consumed my mind, I was a but over halfway there, passing my old school already, each step crushed with the sounds of leafs. It was chilly out, the wind was blowing my hair in my face, I was thankful for the scarf my mother made me wear on my way. The crunching of the leafs were soothing my ears. Until I began to hear the crunches follow behind me. Who was there? was I being followed? robbed? I came to a quick turn expecting to be frightened, but to my surprise, the blonde headed boy who was in my thoughts all this time was following behind me.

what was finnick doing here?

I headed a bit towards him, a friendly smile was on his face, or maybe a devious smirk, I really couldn't tell. "Hey there." he said taking steps closer to me, I was able to identify his smile, it was devious.

I almost didn't respond to him like I didn't all those years ago, but his greeting was to alluring to avoid. My heart nearly left my chest, "Hi" I said with a smile back. All I could manage to get out was that before I turned around keeping myself on my same path to my destination, still being slightly ahead of him.

I heard him speed up a bit to walk beside me, his tall and broad frame next to me was enough to understand why so many girls wanted him. Handsome is all I can say. "Headed to town?" he said turning his body to mine, still keeping the same pace as before. a smile on his face as he looked at me. "Yes, trading pearls for my mother." I said holding out the pretty pearl in my hand for him to see. It was strange having finnick odair, capitals charmer walking with me into the town, but then again, we've called the same place home for years, it's not like he's lost or anything.

"Pretty pearls you got their Bug." he said with a slight giggling placing the pearl back into my hand, I stopped in my tracks realizing he had recognized me. Why did he recognize me? Some random girl that ignored him on his way home from school? It wasn't adding up and I tried to piece it together shooting him a puzzled look. "You remember me?" I said with a near stutter in my voice, furrowing my brows a bit more as he shared a chuckle out loud, his smile lines complimenting his oddly white teeth.

"Hmm" he said turning to walk again, "How could I forget that pretty hair." he said with another laugh, It was almost sarcastic. even if he was being sarcastic, at least he remembered me, because he's been stuck in my mind since I first formed my crush on him at only 12. I turn and continue to walk with him, a few moments of silence and crunching leafs consume my ears. I was waiting for him to talk to me again, or think of something I could say to him, but it was just quite, aside from his little whistle he kept repeating.

"I'm going to donate my fish to the market today, join me?" he said as we took our last few steps into the town, It was a relief he had invited me, though I had things to do, I'm sure a few more minutes in the towns wouldn't uphold my mother's dinner plan to much. besides, what harm could a nice even with Finnick do?

I can't help but smile a bit, bringing his face to look at mine. "Why not." I say following him further. Surely a few more minutes with him wouldn't delay my mother's dinner plans to terribly.

We make our final approaching steps reaching an old ladies market, she typically trade shiny goods for meats, but Finnick wasn't trading, just offering. "Here you are lilith." he said placing what seemed to be a small bag of trouts in front of the old lady, her hands were shaking as she pulled out a shiny locket from her pocket. I had recognized this jewel, She's always had it on displayed, offered to me for food a few times, I was never able to take no matter how pretty I thought it was. I looked back at finnick, a smile on his face as he shook his head at the old woman, for a second I forgot that finnick probably had endless supplies of these pretty lockets. "For free lilith, Keep it." he said closing the locket in her hands, the woman shook her head back at him in response. "Take it dear, there's no harm." she said trying to hand it to him, my eyes were obviously glued to the pretty necklace, but I was distracted enough to see him actually take it from the woman though, I looked over at him, his eyes were darting back and forth from the necklace to my neck.

"Okay lilith, but only for the lady." He said kissing her hand and sharing a soft smile with her. I could feel the warmth of my face forming a pink color on my cheeks, I looked at him not only being so nice to this woman, but receiving me a necklace I've wanted for years. I smile at him as we leave the old women's booth.

"For you." he said holding the necklace up, dangling in front of my eyes, I drank in its golden beauty. "Thank you Finnick." I said gently grabbing it from him, my fingers tracing over the flower detail on the necklace capsule, it was almost shiney enough to see my reflection in it. He had his hands behind his back now, watching me admire it.

"Here, let me." he said taking the necklace back in his hand and walking behind me. I could feel my stomach form knots, tight ones, seeing him disappear behind me, I pulled my longish hair up in my hands, allowing his to go around my neck, gently picking up the other end of the necklace, his hand faintly touching the crook of my neck, It was enough to send shivers now my spine. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck now, I wonder if he could see the goosebumps on my neck. the locket fell down over my scarf, It was beautiful. Finnick was back in front of me with a smile, hands on the base of the locket. "Pretty, isn't it?" he said looking back up at me.

I could tell the seconds of my delayed response nearly made it obvious how I was feeling, his lips being slightly parted and his eyes wide in expression made me want to kiss him. I've never wanted to kiss a boy this way before. I couldn't say anything, just stare. A cough came through his throat interrupting my thoughts. "Here." he said unraveling my scarf from my neck gently, my hair fell onto my shoulders, the necklace falling down decently low, resting right above my chest. "Very pretty." he said smiling quickly before turning away from my face walking towards the direction of another booth, me tagging along. Was he talking about the necklace alone? or the necklace on me? was all that was running through my mind. my scarf was still in his hands, him holding onto it for me. I was swooning, my eyes trying their best to not stare at him.

When we arrive at the booth, I pick up some bread to eat for dinner, the pearl didn't get too much, but this would still feed us. We walk toward the path we took to get here, not saying anything since his compliment to the necklace he got me. I start to walk down the path and notice hes standing still not trying to follow.

"This is where I'm off." he said smiling down at me. A disappointment filled me, Even in silence, I liked spending time with him. "You aren't coming?" I said causing his smile to fade a bit. "Not today." he said slightly defeated. I smile at him, "Thank you." I said with another almost stutter in my voice. "I've always wanted this necklace, thank you finnick." I said, I wanted to give him a hug, something was drawing me to him, but I just sat there not being able to. "I'm glad you like it." he said, his soft laugh teasing at my heart again. We both smile at this, I know I looked like a love smitten fool at this point, like all those pretty district girl would look at him even if he were to just walk by.

"Bye now." I said turning away and walking down the path a few steps more.

"Bye!" he shouted a bit so I would hear him, the smile on my face growing bigger than it has all day, now that I was hidden from his frontal few, I had nothing to try and hide. The walk home was slow and boring, finnicks pretty smile and warm eyes on my mind all the way until I walked through my wooden door.

"You're back late" my mom said receiving the bread from my hands and putting it down on our dining table. The smile hadn't left my face just yet, leaving her to notice it. "What's that about?" she said with a soft grin, nuding my shoulder.

"Nothing important, just ran into an old friend." I said sitting down at the dining table with her, cutting the bread with the knife I had stored away in my jeans.

"Just a friend." I whispered, her eyes on my locket. "Your friend sure does like you if he happened to get you that expensive necklace, that thing could get us all kinds of bread and meat." She said pulling the necklace into her cold hands.

I stopped chewing to look at her again, "Well, this one's not for sale." I said pulling it from her hands, gently holding it in mine. "hm." left her lips, I could tell by the suspicion in her eye's that she might have figured out it wasn't someone I wanted to call a friend.

"We'll seen then." she said smiling while getting up from her chair. "You do need to go back tomorrow anyways." she said.

I didn't respond, only a sense of excitement filling my gut, maybe I would see him again.

Maybe I could truly thank him.

Word count: 3.3k

#coriolanus fluff #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus smut #peeta mellark x reader fluff #coriolanus fanfiction #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x y/n #finnick imagine #finnick odair #finnick x reader #the hungergames #thg finnick #finnick odair fluff #finnick fluff #sam claflin

73 notes · View notes

lily-174 · 5 months

Text

The new hunger games…

Don’t kill me for this. But Tom Blyth. He Could 100% play Aaron warner in a live action if he gained a bit more muscle.

Hear me out,

out of the actors young enough to still play Aaron,

he’s a great actor. idk if anyone agrees with me but i had to share

#the hunger games #the hungergames #thg #tbosas #tom blyth #tomblyth #shatter me #shatter me series #aaron warner #aaron warner smut

113 notes · View notes

stone-soup-art · 9 months

Text

#the hungergames #katniss everdeen #the hunger games katniss #the mockingjay #thg #Peetas pearl

124 notes · View notes

severedetectiveblizzard · 5 months

Video

youtube

Can’t Catch Me Now (from The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snake

This song LITERALLY explained the end of the movie and how Lucy Gray escaped and how her fate is a mystery and her relationship with snow in the end. Like the lyric “I’m higher than the hopes that you brought down” shows so much about snow. There is a reason they played this with credits, it’s because everyone was questioning if snow got her and it’s literally telling us he didn’t. Incredible song, ties so perfectly with the file,My favourite part of the song is the delivery of "but I'm in the trees, I'm in the breeze". I still get chills all over but can't explain the feeling. It's music and stories like this that makes me feel glad to be alive to experience them.

#youtube #olivia rodrigo #the hunger games #lucy gray baird #coriolanus snow #the hungergames

11 notes · View notes

juststarsandthemoon · 5 months

Text

ill never get over katniss being aromantic. 'i never want kids' 'I cant afford to love' and then the love triangle happened and it somehow made her even more aromantic, she only does romantic acts to soothe other people? yea tell me more about this totally allo person

#lights on #katniss is another arrowace #katniss everdeen #the hungergames

5 notes · View notes

lawsbian1234567 · 1 year

Text

back to the fandom... I guess?

Hey there! I don't even know who is out there anymore as It's been YEARS since I was active on here lol

Anyways, to everyone reading this: I hope you've had a nice holiday!

I had some off-time and decided it would be a great idea to rewatch THG...what I wasn't expecting was me being hit by ALL THE FEELS all over again

Which brought me here...once again:D I spent literally EVERY day on here during the golden THG/ Joshifer days and can't believe I´m back SO MANY YEARS LATER and I guess the majority of the people have left the fandom but it feels damn good to be back!

THATS ALL.

I'll end this post with some THG and Joshifer now because I miss them so much. Bye

#TheHungerGames #the hungergames #THG #joshifer #fandom #jennifer lawrence #Josh Hutcherson #everlark #i miss them #like #I never fully let go of them #and I always had an eye on updates and stuff #and #FREAKED OUT ABOUT THE NEWS OF A NEW MOVIE COMING #but it wasn't as bad as it used to be lol #and now #i don't know what's gotten into me #i´m down the rabbit hole all over again

34 notes · View notes

sparklebear11 · 2 months

Text

Okok

I'm thinking of having a character blog but idk what character help me choose 💀

HOLY FUCK I FORGOT EFFIE

I COULD BE EFFIE... NAJJAJSJSJEJK

😭😭😭😭😭

Comment for Effie

#character blog #idk who to be tbh #vote plz #maude ivory #barb azure #Hungergames #hg #the Hungergames

2 notes · View notes

normafuckingrockwell · 3 months

Text

happy birthday to my amazing husband

277 notes · View notes

3c1ipseartz · 5 months

Text

PEETA!! In love

I’m reading the books the hunger games and I love him sm 😚 they portray his love for Katniss better and it makes me so sad. I love them tho

135 notes · View notes

admireforever · 5 months

Note

What do you think would have happened if Peeta was rescued from the 75th arena along with Katniss?

Do you think it would have changed the timeline of the rebellion?

Thank you :)

@curiousnonny

Hii thanks for the lovely question.

Definitely! First of all it would have saved Peeta a lot of suffering, but also the people around him :(

Rebellion wise, I think it woud have changed the timeline for sure. Peeta is incredibly good with his words and this would definetely helped unit the districts. Would Coin still have been killed tho? If not, this would have changed post-rebelion life as well I think.

#question #ask me anything #hunger games #peeta #katniss #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #suzanne collins #the hungergames #mockingjay #thoughts

3 notes · View notes

sunsetfilmss · 10 months

Text

Playboy's, y'ready or not?

bts + dystopian + other idols

description: THE NEWEST dystopian novel, where various youths - from different diversions - are drawn into the domains of the game - through the haunting invitations. They grow into adolescence together, secluded in the unknown, in the epicentre of danger and daring exploits, and with the repeated battle for existence. Each has their own history and a withering future that the game holds. Stray along in-between the brutal and agonising journeys of the protagonists, as each spiral into insanity in the arena. Each to their own. Further along in the battle for survival, hidden haunting memories flood back to them, reminding them of the reason why they're in there. The games tainted them but weren't they were already tainted?

pairing: mainy maknae line, but hyung line included interactions! ( btw this is a fanfic - mainly bts - but many other idols will be mentioned. )

genre: dystopian ( e.g. hunger games, divergent, the maze runner) action-adventure, action-romance.

rating: 15- 18+ ( mainly 18+ due to the mentions of injuries or more sensitive topics!)

warnings: different warnings will be set with the different chapters!

(lil note): This is my first fanfic I guess, point out any errors - without hesitation, because it seriously annoys me. uh just going to say what everyone else says, the scenes are all made up and I've wrote this purely out of boredom , don't take anything seriously the whole idea of the book, in itself is a joke. This is only a practice book i just want to see if anyone likes my pov on books and how I write my books, hope everyone enjoys this because, I've been looking for a good, non-cringey dystopian novel, fanfic or not so I've decided to make one myself, ahhh idk if i like this but just going to risk it bc yolo.

------

Chapter 1 - The Beginning To It All

warnings: mention of blood and chapter includes a stalker-ish vibe.

THE MESSAGES and BLOODY HANDS began to arrive just a few days short from the start of summer break.

Initially, the little encrypted, hand-written messages appeared in just one location: on the window sill, dashed by brilliantly rendered handwriting, sealed securely shut, and stamped with unintelligible letters.

The night I had rendered free of all my thoughts was the night I had seen it.

The ink. The stamp from the letter was in my palm when I had focused on the contents of the letter. Way before I had the chance to realise the mess unravelling in my palm - merely seconds before I finished deciphering the letter, the searing crimson beads bled through the thin invitation itself, smearing the handwritten notes until words couldn't be deciphered, ink and blood becoming one.

That night I scrubbed, shaved my skin, peeled the intricate layers off, in attempts of rid myself free of the tainting spree of colour. Through the journey of it climbing viciously up my arms, staining its path like vines - it became a part of me. A part of us.

No matter the effort, the aftermath of the letter was untraversable, with my skin red raw and the stains not faltering, I gave up. Leaving my hands bloody.

What we didn't know was that twelve other individuals - other than ourselves, underwent the same fate. Exactly the same fate. All left tainted with crimson on their hands, to symbolise that.

-------------------------------------

+ sooo theres a little insight on the beginning to all the mess, also an insight to the book I wish many come to enjoy... + probably one of my shortest chapters.

7 notes · View notes