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#District 12 is appalachia
an-old-lady · 2 months
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I redid the cover of my favorite folk album as The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes. This is the kind of Old Time style that I imagined Lucy Gray's music as when I read the book. The Bowling Green album contains several traditional murder ballads, and I think the cover represents the genre as a whole rather than one song in particular. But when I read that scene in TBOSAS, this cover art popped into my head the same time I realized that "The Ballad" was a murder ballad. Chills.
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gothicfairytopia · 6 months
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seeing some people saying shit about all of the district 12 victors winning by breaking the rules and let’s talk about THAT as appalachian culture fr …
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werewolfenthusiast · 8 months
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you ever periodically remember that katniss and all the others from 12 have a southern accent
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lakesouperior · 1 month
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living my life trying not to think about the fact that katniss, peeta, lucy gray, and the rest of district 12 canonically sound like this that is so triggering
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ashcadence · 6 months
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My dad and I decided to watch the Hunger Games movie (I read the book a long time ago) and it's interesting watching something filmed in the Appalachians. Especially a survival movie since I'm familiar with the type of terrain they're in.
Growing up in a run down half abandoned coal mining town that looks eerily similar to Katniss's hometown there wasn't much else to do besides run around in the woods.
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Okay okay.... but like has anyone made a one-shot or short novela of kitniss & Appalachian mythology on ao3?
Cause like dirstic 12 is out in Appalachia, and she spends so much time out in the woods...
Surely someone has done an ao3 fic of her hearing the 'hey' that's so common in the mythological tales of that region.
Or the mimicry thats so prevalent in the areas mythology? Or her dad telling her to 'see the tree, but not look between them.'
I would just love a young katniss horror story that had absolutely nothing to do with the games, and everything to do with her father's/native teachings.
Just a thought, and please correct me if this is appropriative or problematic in any way.
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onefail-at-atime · 1 year
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Just taking a moment to remind readers of how great it is that out of everyone they could have chosen for the roles of Peeta and Katniss, they chose Josh and Jennifer. District 12 was formed in the heart of Appalachia and I think it's important that two from the very same region were chosen to represent them.
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whippedcloudsofcream · 4 months
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The Hunger Games (2008) - Suzanne Collins
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dancingonmoonbeams · 1 year
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The Hunger Games where everything is the same except everyone from District Twelve has a thick Boston accent
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bride-ofquiet · 6 months
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watching the ballad of songbirds and snakes like “they still got the carter fold in district 12? nice”
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thestarlightforge · 4 months
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If nothing else, being snowed in with our parents this week reminded me: Winter—ice, snow, below-freezing temps—is a beautiful, terrifying beast.
So, y’know. More information for the Snowbaird AU. 😂
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I got so excited watching an edit thinking that the world might’ve finally realized the beauty of American Country/bluegrass then I realized it’s just a song from that new Hunger Games prequel 😭
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littledovesnow · 4 months
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pretty
Request: oh hi! i'm so happy to hear that you're writing fluffy fics for coryo! i need more of this kind of content and i just read your fic and i loved it! could i request a peacekeeper!coryo fic where reader is lucy gray's best friend and she has a crush on coriolanus but gets terribly shy around him like she can't look at him in the eyes, he's just too pretty (she's just like me), lucy gray knows this and makes fun of her while trying to get them close to each other. then one day they go to the lake (just like the scene in the movie) and coryo sits by her side and she's like freaking out on the inside and he asks her if he did anything wrong or something bc he already noticed that she goes silent around him and reader starts talking very nervous about it and admits that she finds him very pretty meanwhile coryo just finds everything so extremely cute? the ending is up to u 💓 sorry if this is too long!
a/n: is this good because i don't know how to write a district!reader (don't even get me started on the Appalachia accent i am doing my ancestors DIRTY)
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You laughed at Maude Ivory as she flounced in the water, blonde hair sticking to her forehead.
You and the rest of the Covey had decided to spend the day at the lake, wanting to soak in the warm weather as much as you could before heading to the Hob for an evening of singing.
“You gonna sing that new song I’ve heard you working on every night?” Lucy Gray asked, turning her head to look at you, knowing smile on her face.
Flushing red, you shrugged at the brunette. “Not sure. I don’t know if it’s well and finished yet.”
Lucy Gray hummed, turning back to let the sun’s rays hit her face, eyes closed. “Sejanus said he and Coriolanus would be there tonight, and I think the song is wonderful. Wasn’t sure if you wanted to sing it in front of the muse.”
You chuckled, pulling at the grass around you. “And just how do you know who the song’s about?”
It was Lucy Gray’s turn to chuckle, sitting up and focusing her attention on you. “We’ve been best friends for ages, I can tell when you’ve got your eyes on someone.”
“I-”
“Someone who I know has some pretty strong feelings for you, too.”
Shaking your head, your gaze was deadest on the ground beneath you. “Not possible, why would someone like him take any interest in a woman like me? Don’t forget, Lucy Gray, you may have won the Hunger Games, but we’re all still district. I doubt he even sees me as a person.”
Frowning, Lucy Gray chewed on her lip. “Coriolanus doesn’t think like that. Sejanus is from District Two, and he doesn’t think less of him.”
You sighed, knowing Lucy Gray wouldn’t put this to bed unless you relented. “If I sing my little ballad tonight, will you finally stop trying to set us up?”
Lucy Gray agreed, playful smirk on her face. “Only because he’s going to love it.”
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Coriolanus dawdled behind his bunkmates, fiddling with his dog tags as a few handfuls of Peacekeepers made their way to the liveliest barn in all of District 12.
He smiled as he heard Maude Ivory take the stage, eyes traveling around the band to see if he could find you.
“Going to finally nerve up and ask her out tonight?” Sejanus asked, settling into the stool next to his friend.
He snapped his head towards the Plinth boy, who wore a lively smile. “What?”
Sejanus nodded his head towards where you were currently talking to Lucy Gray, both wearing colorful skirts. “Lucy Gray, I always see you watching her while she’s singing. It’s obvious, I’ve seen it since you were her Mentor.”
Coriolanus was tempted to correct his friend on the name, having had a talk with Lucy Gray after her victory, both settling on the fact that there were no real romantic feelings, instead the two had agreed to remain friends so long as Coriolanus was in the District.
“Alright, this next one’s a new number!” Lucy Gray commanded the stage like no other, introducing you. “I’ve been listening to this one while it was being written, and I have to say y’all, it’s one of my favorites!”
You took a deep breath, smile on your face as you began to strum the guitar, voice carrying to all corners of the Hob.
Coriolanus was mesmerized, eyes never leaving your figure as you crooned, face heating up as you two made eye contact, frowning as you quickly averted your gaze to another area of the room.
It was a common occurrence whenever you two had met each other’s eyes, you were often quick to look away and rarely look back in his vicinity again.
At first he wondered if his Peacekeeper uniform was the cause of it, but after seeing him in more casual clothing, you still reacted the same when he looked at you.
You finished your song, introducing Barb Azure before disappearing to the small shed that the Covey used a backstage area.
Lucy Gray gave your hand an encouraging squeeze as she passed you, walking over to her former mentor. “How’s Peacekeeping treating you?”
Coriolanus shrugged, not wanting to go into detail about his work. “Mostly just patrol and catching those damn birds.” He was still in a one-sided fight with the mockingjays and jabberjays.
“Well, we’re going to the lake tomorrow. Wanted to see if you and Sejanus would be interested in joining?”
“The lake?” Coriolanus asked, he wasn’t familiar with a lake within District 12’s limits.
Nodding, Lucy Gray looked back as she heard Barb Azure finish her song. “Just outside of the forest, meet at my place tomorrow and we can all go down together.”
Coriolanus mulled the thought over as he was once again left to his own devices, hand going back to fiddling with the dog tag on his neck.
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“You what?” You asked, pulling a ratty pair of shorts over the makeshift bathing suit you had on.
“I invited Coriolanus and Sejanus. They’re my friends, thought they deserved a day at the lake, too!” Lucy Gray acted innocent, though there was an evil glint in her eye.
“D’you think they’ll go swimming?” Maude Ivory asked, eyes light with the prospect of swimming.
You ignored the young girl, instead following Lucy Gray out back to gather some berries for a picnic basket. “You didn’t think to run this by everyone? They’re Peacekeepers, Lucy Gray.”
“They’re Peacekeepers because of me.” She replied, voice void of emotion. “And besides, didn’t think you’d be so against wanting to spend the day with Coriolanus.”
You wanted to reply, wanted nothing more than to scream that there was never going to be anything between you and Coriolanus, but you refrained, knowing Lucy Gray did have a point, and the two men did deserve a day away from their co-Peacekeepers.
Finishing gathering things for the basket, you felt your palms grow clammy as you heard the two men clamoring around in the house, along with Maude Ivory’s cheerful explanation about the lake and surrounding meadow.
Looking up when you heard the door close, you were greeted with the Covey, Sejanus­—who had Maude Ivory on his shoulders—and Coriolanus.
“Hi everyone.” You smiled, quickly looking away from the blonde. “To the lake, we go.”
You walked in a peaceful silence behind everyone, halfway distracted with thoughts of swimming and sunbathing, the crisp and warm air perfect. You watched as Lucy Gray walked alongside Coriolanus, the two seemingly teasing each other as they chatted, laughter flowing freely.
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Having spent a short while in the water, you were now sitting along the shore, a short way’s away from where Maude Ivory, Lucy Gray, Sejanus, and Tan Amber were finishing off the picnic foods.
You looked up when you felt a pair of eyes on you, blushing when you saw Coriolanus sitting down next to you, keeping a laugh in as his knee popped.
“Thought you’d want to enjoy the water and fresh air.”
“Can I ask you something?” Coriolanus asked, paying no mind to your attempt to dismiss him.
Looking away from, you squinted as the sun reflected off of the water behind him. “Already did.”
“Why do you do that?”
“Do what?” You asked, genuinely wondering what he was talking about.
Coriolanus mulled over his words for a moment, not sure how to go about the conversation. “Whenever we’re in the same room, you always come up with some excuse to leave. You never look at me when you’re on stage. Have I done something wrong?”
You felt your heart grow sore at his question, he sounded helpless, hoping you would be able to explain your actions. “I- no, Coriolanus-”
“Coryo, you can call me Coryo if you want.”
Nodding, you looked at the man. “Coryo. You didn’t do anything wrong, no.”
“Then what is it?” He pressed, head tilting.
You sighed, watching a bird dive down and grab a fish out of the water before taking off again. Oh, how you wish you could fly away right now.”
“You’re different.” You said, setting down the flowers you were weaving. “A lot of the guys here look similar. Tired, faces freckled from the sun, hair permanently tinted with the coal. You- you’re pretty. Your skin free from freckles, hair clean and bright. Well, at least it looked clean on the Games.”
Coriolanus, who had a small smile on his face, spoke up once he realized you were done talking. “You think I’m pretty?”
Taking his tone as him joking, you made a move to stand. “I knew it was a mistake telling you.”
“No, no,” Coriolanus took your hand, stopping you from standing. “I didn’t mean it in a negative way. I just, no one’s ever called me pretty before.”
You were unsure of what to say, so you shrugged lightly, chewing on your lip.
“For what it’s worth, I think you’re pretty, too. Beautiful, even.” Coriolanus replied, smile on his face growing.
You felt your cheeks heat up. “Don’t let Lucy Gray hear that.”
“Why? She and I both agreed there’s no romance between us.” Coriolanus looked back at the group, seeing Lucy Gray look over at the two of you a few times, stopping to send an encouraging thumbs up.
The two of you laughed at her actions, before Coriolanus turned back to meet your eyes.
This time, you didn’t look away. Instead, you kept his gaze until he broke into a wide smile. “Would it be alright if I take you out tonight?”
“Out where? The Hob?” You joked, the list of possible date locations in District 12 were limited. “But yes, Coryo, you definitely can.”
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a/n: will i learn how to end a fic this year? let's wait and see! send requests in!
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visenyaism · 6 months
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also district 12 being actual appalachia was great. folk music canon where somehow the only part of pentecostalism people remember is the fucking with snakes part but not the jesus part
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atelierlili · 19 days
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It's time take you back to the past
to play the shitty games that suck ass.
Some besties wanted a list of Everlark fics recs where Katniss and/or Peeta are blasted to the past/alternate universe to relive the events of the games to fix it, so here we are!
Time Is Never Found Again...Or Is It? (113,000 + words) by blahblahblah1703
Katniss, after talking to Snow in his rose garden, finds herself somehow back in her childhood home. She has seven months until she enters the arena for the 74th annual Hunger Games, along with the love of her life, who when she last saw him, was still struggling not to kill her, just perfect.
The pre-game everlark that happens here is 🤌. This is part one of a larger series. The sequel (which is wonderful as well) can be found here. This is the series that got me into this rabbit hole.
Afterburn ( 104,000+ words) by BlueMaple
Katniss Everdeen-Mellark goes to the woods surrounding New Appalachia, a.k.a the former District Twelve, on the morning of the fiftieth anniversary of the final Reaping of the Hunger Games. There, she is literally waylaid by her own past, and wakes in the past, six weeks before Primrose was first Reaped. Alone, grieving, terrified, and without a clue on how she got there (and then), she realizes that it will be impossible for her- on every level- to simply live through events as they transpired in her personal future. With no way to return her to that future, she is nevertheless determined to get back to her own party - hopefully with a lot less damage and fewer crucial casualties along the way.
This is apart of the All Sorrows Less series, which is still being updated. It's filled with wonderful side characters, mindblowing twists, a baby I will kill people for and GILF Katniss, what more can I say?
Second Burn ( 127,000+ words) by carnationhes
Katniss wonders if things could be different if she got a second chance. And then she gets one. This morning she wakes up back in District 12 after Peeta's warning of the bombing on Thirteen.
Have you read Second burn? Why haven't you read it yet? You should read it. It's amazing. Literally makes my brain chemistry tingle. I think this is most accurate depiction of a Katniss being blasted to the past with no meta explanation why. It's sooo soo soo good. I'm on my knees please read it and please read the sequel Ignite as well. This series is so underated please.
over and over (lost again) (13,000+ words) by TeaBrigadier
I died in the Hunger Games. It isn’t even the first time it’s happened. I’ve died in the Hunger Games five times now
This is a very self contained time loop where Katniss continuously relieves the first games until she gets it right. I know it doesn't really fit the theme, but this one makes my feel happy feelings and i wanted to recommend something that's isn't so long so I'm adding it anyway. Deathloops are fun!
Ongoing:
Catching sparks (19k words) (Last update 26 Feb 2024) by Silver_Cleo
The time when 23 year old Katniss and Peeta get transported from their home in what had once been Victor's Village of District 12, and into the bodies of their much younger selves, who have just woken up from exiting the arena of the 74th Hunger Games.
Here Katniss and Peeta get traveled to the past to the point where they just win their games. It's a great WIP. I love Everlark working together and being cute + humanizing the 74th tributes and their family <3
I'm probably missing a few, but these are my favourite ones so far. As much as I love the trope, I know it's a monster to take on from a writing standpoint so props to the writers!
I hope you enjoy them <3 There's nothing I love more than shining a light on amazing fics new and old. If you have recs of your own, please send them my way. I love this trope so much haha
@bbrooklynbabe @nightlocked-in @waywardangel-wilds
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gothicfairytopia · 6 months
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not really a hot take but lucy is the songbird AND the snake.
district 12 is appalachia. appalachia has a long history of snake handling, particularly within the pentecostal faith. snake handling is a sign of power, of communion with god. if you watch the way that she handles the snakes in the arena, it bears some resemblance to old photos and films of snake handlers back when it was a more popular practice.
(plus, snake handling was an often illegal act done in defiance of governments afraid of atypical religious practices, which is just a fun note.)
sure, lucy gray might not be originally from district 12, but i think that it’s hard to look at her with her bluegrass music and her with her snakes and not think of snake handlers and the bluegrass/folk hymnals of a pentecostal service.
to think of snakes as “evil” is just too lacking in nuance. snakes were docile and gentle to those who deserved it. when they struck out, it was an act of god. she handles snakes, coriolanus does not. she handles them as a sign of power, as a sign of transgression, as a sign of righteousness.
anyway, i just think the snake handling angle is a lil overlooked by a lot of the fandom, which makes sense since it’s a regional thing, but honestly watching lucy gray handle snakes like that in the arena made me cry because i’m a desperate whore for appalachian stories in popular media
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