#woof thg

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Have you thought about what District 8 tribute Woof would look like?

Have done some drawings of him here (X)

but here also some other doodles of him and a bonus drawing of him when he is is around in his early 30s with one of my other Victor OCs

#the hunger games #thg #eva answers stuff #woof thg #district 8 #thg oc #thanks for the ask #always open to talk about the THG victors #victors #very random headcanon is that there is. low key solidarity between 8 and 6 #they both have an industry that won’t do well in the games #both are some of the most urbanized areas in Panem #have also happened twice in the games history that #they have basically gotten victors back to back #as mentioned very random hc but I like it :)

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The Victors of the 1st-73rd Games

here is my list of all of the victors of the Hunger Games prior to the first book! DISCLAIMER: this is not an attempt to assert anything about canon. in fact, some of this actually (intentionally) contradicts both canon and fanon! this is simply a reference list for my AU thg fic, holding bright, in which i mention a good amount of my headcanon/AU versions of past victors

Some notes:

Some nicknames:

Magdalena Flanagan goes by Mags

Anemone Cresta goes by Annie

Emmeline Lin goes by Lyme

Some people in the Capitol call Adrienne Hughes "Mercy"

Dylan Kahale winning at 19 is not a typo; he was 18 at the time of the reaping, but his 19th birthday occurred on the seventeenth day of his Games

The idea that Seeder won the 31st Games comes from the fic The Victors Project by Oisin55

The idea that Cecelia won the 57th Games comes from Fall Into the River by Oisin55

The headcanon that Annie's name is short for Anemone comes from the fic Valor, Valeria by aimmyarrowshigh

A list of the victors sorted by district can be found below the cut :)

#the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #haymitch abernathy #lucy gray baird #tbosas #finnick odair #annie cresta #mags flanagan #feel free to reblog!! #holding bright #thg #my post. #my thg/hb meta #cashmere thg #gloss thg #brutus thg #enobaria thg #lyme thg #beetee latier #wiress thg #blight thg #cecelia thg #woof thg #chaff thg #seeder thg #long post. #victors

[redwinetalks]

I Won't Let You Sink

Chapter 3

(Previous Chapter)

Word Count: 5.2k

Pairing: Finnick X Fem!OC

Warnings: slight self harm, angst, fluff , protective Finnick, Finnick is a sap, panic attack, violence/gore, death, hurt/comfort, pre-canon, young Finnick and Silk, Silk AND Finnick pov

Summary: It's the next year of the Hunger Games. Silk is a mentor now and Finnick will not let her go through this alone!!

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~ Silk ~

The old apartment mom and I lived in didn’t have many windows, but that hardly matters when you barely see the sun in the sky. If you live closer to factories, the smog is so thick that you never see the blue in the sky. Victor’s Village is at the edge of town so the air quality is better. There’s still smog, but I can see the sky. The sun doesn’t have to try as hard to come out. It shines in my face and wakes me almost instantly. I’m still getting used to the brightness and the warmth that it brings me, but it feels inviting. It feels familiar. My mouth twitches into a small smile whenever the sun wakes me up. Like a good friend has come to visit and take the darkness away. 

I feel the sun’s comfort even on the days I have to leave for the Capitol. It tells me that I’ll be back soon and I won’t lose that warmth. I will find it in Finnick O’dair. Maybe it’s because he himself is always so warm. His hands are warm when he places one on my cheek to ease my anxiety. His chest and his arms are warm when he pulls me into calming hug. His legs are warm when one brushes up again mine as we sit together. Every time I feel Finnick’s warmth I’m reminded of the sun. 

We’ve grown closer with each visit to the Capitol. We regularly find each other when one of us is needing a moment to breathe. I think we’ve developed a sense for when it happens. I think Finnick likes it when I look to him for a way out of a dull conversation. He always dramatically whisks me away, playing hero. 

Finnick is so much different than the persona he turns on for everyone else. He isn’t arrogant or self centered at all. The real Finnick always wants to focus on how I’m feeling instead of himself. He can get so worked up and always wants to help anyone in need. It took me a bit to grow fully comfortable with his care, to let him in. I’ve never had someone worry over me the way he does. 

However, Finnick never wants me to worry over him. He has this idea in his head that he’s supposed to be the caretaker. That his own troubles are irrelevant. It’s like pulling teeth, getting him to be truly vulnerable. I never push too hard as I don’t want to overstep, but I can tell he wants the comfort. It’s almost as if he feels like he doesn’t deserve it. I can only imagine all of the feelings he has shut inside. With each visit I try to open that door a bit more. 

I don’t dread my train ride to the Capitol in the same way I used to. I would panic and I could never sleep leading up to my visits. I still feel that gut wrenching anxiety, and I always will, but now I don’t have to go through it alone. I now can give myself assurance that there will be a shoulder I can lean on. There’s someone who can look at me and understand the pain that I feel. I don’t have to see myself in the mirror falling apart when someone will come help me pick up the pieces. 

This doesn’t mean that what happens at the Capitol is no longer traumatic. It is still very much so. I will never get used to the pain. The way these people look at me and don’t see a real person. They don’t see a human being that deserves life. They see someone who won their favorite show. A prize that they can play with. They can customize me in almost every way. They pick what I wear, what makeup is put on me, how my hair is done. They give me instructions on how to behave and how to give them their fantasy. They don’t see anything wrong with it and they never will. 

“Don’t get lost in there, sweetheart.” Finnick sits next to me on the couch in his room, twirling a piece of my hair. 

“How was your shower?” I turn to give him my attention. His blonde hair is still damp and a few wavy strands rest on his forehead. 

“Not scalding enough.” he jokes. “Did ya miss me? I’m sure those twenty minutes were quite boring.” 

“Nope.” I say, popping the “p”. “Barely even noticed.” 

“I’m hurt, sweetheart.” He puts his hand on his chest and gives me a sad, pouty expression. 

“So dramatic. One girl turns you down and suddenly your ego is shattered.” 

“Only when it’s you, beautiful.” He smirks at me and I can feel the warmth creeping up my face. Finnick is the only person who has ever given me this kind of warmth. It still surprises me every time, this feeling I’ve never felt before. 

“You’ll get over it.” I shrug him, and the feeling, off and then turn to look back at the night sky.  He laughs to himself and sighs. 

“Did you know I’d never seen the stars before coming to the Capitol?” I suddenly say. Finnick faces me with a look of shock. 

“What? How is that?” I smile, his surprised expression making me laugh softly. 

“I’ve seen them in pictures but, you know how I told you the water at the shore in 8 is polluted?” He nods, now giving me a more focused expression. “Well, the sky is too. The factories cause the air to be polluted as well. There’s this smog that makes the sky look all hazy. During the day I can barely tell that the sky is blue. And at night, I can’t see any stars at all. I didn’t know that they were this beautiful.” I’m still gazing at them. They’re so much brighter than I thought they’d be. Finnick turns to look at them as well.

“They are, but you’re far more beautiful.” He says this so genuinely. I look at him surprised, yet confused. I’m taken aback. It’s not like Finnick hasn’t given me a compliment before. He’s kind and charming. He knows how to make someone feel seen. But this feels different. His tone doesn’t sound flirtatious, like it usually does when he gives a compliment. It’s much sweeter, much softer. He doesn’t give me enough time to dwell on it before he continues speaking. “When I’m home in 4, I sit on the beach and watch the stars almost every night. It’s so peaceful, watching the sun go down and then seeing the moon glow so bright. The sky goes from light blue to a vibrant orange or a soothing purple. And then it turns this dark blue, almost black. The contrast of the night sky and the sparkling stars can be breathtaking. One day, when you visit me, we can stargaze together.” 

A pang of jealousy hits me. As much as I love my home, it hasn’t been able to give me these wondrous experiences. The labor that is forced upon us all in Panem affects how we get to experience life. And unfortunately, I didn’t get to grow up in district 4. I didn’t grow up in a district with clear skies. I grew up in a district where being outside for too long can make it difficult to breathe. Sometimes I feel like 8 gets punished the most because of our rebellious nature, but I know that every district struggles with their own hardships caused by the Capitol. It isn’t fair of me to compare us all. I know that I’m just feeling bitter, now more than ever. 

“I don’t think I can be too hopeful of that.” He frowns at me. I know that he’s trying to give me something positive to think about, but my mind won’t allow me to dream. “How could I dream of something so wonderful when I know it’ll never happen?” He takes my hand and squeezes tight. 

“Come with me.” He gets off the couch and leads me out of the bedroom and onto the balcony. I don’t question what he’s doing. As I get to know Finnick, I learn how he goes to any dramatic lengths to help me feel better. His heart is so big. The fact that he hasn’t lost who he is to the Capitol’s torture makes him one of the strongest people I know. 

He ushers me to sit on the ground next to him. When I do, he then lays on his back and I copy him. I look at his eyes. Even at night I swear that they sparkle. 

“Look up, pretty girl.” I smile softly at him and then do as he says. “If I can’t yet take you to gaze at the stars in 4, then I’ll take this for now.” He holds my hand and then the few tears that I have been holding in finally let go. The night sky is vast and breathtaking, just like he said. I’ve never just taken a second to look at it like this. 

“Thank you” I say in almost a whisper. 

“I will always do whatever I can to bring a smile to your face.” He says and twirls a strand of my hair again. I turn back to face him and I’m looking into those sea green eyes. I watch them as they study my face. We both stay like this for a while, still holding hands. I feel a tightness in my chest. It’s like a pull towards Finnick, but I choose to ignore it. I let the moment continue to be just this. Just us looking at each other and feeling like we are the only people in the world. I’ve never felt the way I do now, but I would like this feeling to stay forever. It feels so comforting. I feel safe here. In this little world that is just me and Finnick. 

In the middle of the mattress, Finnick’s hand still holds onto mine. This is the first time we’ve fallen asleep right next to each other. He usually sleeps on the floor, going against my protests. But tonight, we lay in the bed. The bed that I used to be so afraid of. It doesn’t feel as scary with Finnick here. He seems to make all of my troubles fade into the back of my mind. I could never thank him enough for keeping me from sinking into that dark abyss. The next time I see him I’ll be a mentor. We won’t be back at the Capitol for parties, we’ll be back for the 69th annual Hunger Games. It is utterly terrifying that I will be the one guiding tributes, but he’s told me how he won’t let me go through it alone. He will be beside me every second he can, and I hope that I can make the year less daunting for him as well. 

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The day of the reaping is finally here. The leading up to it felt somehow fast and slow at the same time. Today I get to relive the trauma of being selected by seeing two kids walk to the stage with the same gut wrenching fear that I had. I am terrified for them and terrified that I will let them down. Even if I do my job to the best of my ability, only one will come home. I will still lose one of my own. I don’t know how I’ll be able to get off the train and face everyone when I return home. 

District 8 is the sixth largest district. I know mainly just the people who’ve worked in the factories near me or live close to my home. My old home. I’m familiar with some who I see frequently in the heart of the district. Where people sell food or an assortment of clothes and items at their separate stalls. That doesn’t matter so much, though. It’s not better for someone I know or don’t know to be picked. Either way a child is going to die and a family is going to suffer. I don’t know how Cecilia pushes through. Woof, the other victor in 8, isn’t all there. She’s basically on her own. His dementia has caused him to be less and less involved. A part of me is happy for him that he is losing his memories. Maybe he’s losing the worst ones and is actually living peacefully. That’s what I would like to believe. 

I wonder how Cecilia feels today. How did she feel when she was mentoring me? How did she feel when Pinn, my district partner, died? How does it feel doing this year after year, especially now that she has children of her own. One day her children will be old enough to be reaped. I can’t even imagine the fear of having to mentor your own child. The thoughts swirling around in my head make me dizzy. 

I wince when I realize I’ve been digging my nails into my palm. I haven’t done that in a while. Finnick stops me whenever he notices and the habit has slowly started to break. However, it seems like I’m picking it back up with the additional stress. 

“Honey, are you ready?” My mom peaks through my door and looks at me with a sad smile. She holds my sweater over her arm. It’s one that she knit for me during a sleepless night. When I was away for one of my trips to the Capitol. She still doesn’t know the whole reason that I have to go. She tries to get the answer out of me every few weeks, but I never let myself reveal the truth. It’s just meaningless parties that I have to attend as a victor. I know she doesn’t believe me, but for now that’s all I can give her. 

“Just about.” I sigh, looking at myself in the mirror. I use a scarf to keep the hair out of my face for today. The green details complement the dark purple color of my dress. I wanted to wear some of my favorite colors, thinking they’d somehow make me feel more positive. But nothing about today will be positive. 

“You’re going to get through this. You are stronger than they know. You’ll have Cecilia with you. And Finnick when you get to the Capitol.” I nod and mom pulls me in for a hug. She squeezes me tight and kisses my head. “I’ll be in the crowd, but I won’t get to say goodbye before you leave. You’ll be back home in a few weeks. No matter how bad it gets just remember that this time you’re coming home.” She holds my cheek in her hand and rubs her thumb back and forth. I look at her and keep nodding. I’m coming home this time. 

Standing beside Cecilia, I watch all the kids fall in line. It’s such a weird feeling, not being part of that line. Not being part of the rows and rows of young girls. I should feel some kind of relief. I no longer have to worry about my name being called, but I still feel that worry. It’s just different. It’s now about who will be called on for me to mentor. 

Cecilia must sense the anxiety radiating off of me because she starts to rub my back. I look to her and she gives me a kind smile. She doesn’t have to say anything to me. I know that she’s telling me I’ll be okay. I’ll get through it. After all these years, Cecilia is still standing. She has a loving husband and two beautiful children. Watching her gives me a sense of hope that I could have a happy future. It’s hard to see right now, but maybe one day I’ll eventually be okay. 

I shake myself from my thoughts and see they’ve chosen a female tribute. I don’t know her, but she looks to be about 12 years old. Her first year in the reaping and she’s been picked. She’s already crying and the escort, Veridie, is smiling as wide and brightly as possible. I clench my fists. The anger I feel growing inside of me is indescribable. 

She glides over to the other bowl to pick the male tribute name. I’m trying not to start hyperventilating. I need to look as calm as possible. I’ve done this before. I didn’t allow myself to react at my own reaping. Why is it so much harder now? Because these kids are going to be looking up to me to survive. The pressure is so heavy. It feels like I’m being pushed into the ground. 

My eyes focus on Veridie as she shouts the male tribute’s name and I realize I know this tribute. We went to school together and worked in the same factory. He’s the same age as me, 18. He was so close making it. So close to being free. 

The panic is rising in my chest. I can feel tears brimming in my eyes, but I quickly blink them away. I feel horrible. I can’t do this. How the fuck am I supposed to do this?

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~ Finnick ~

The train ride to the Capitol was the same as it is every year. The air is tense as I explain the hell my tributes are about to go through. I teach them about getting sponsors and making allies while Mags tries to do some consoling. 

I wonder how Silk is doing right now. I wish I was with her right now. I wish I could try to ease her distress. I’m afraid she’ll be more closed off when I finally see her. She doesn’t want to look weak. She doesn’t want for people to be able to read her, but I know how strong she is. How she’s feeling right now doesn’t make her weak. She’s always able to hold herself together when she knows she’s being watched. That takes an enormous amount of strength. I don’t want her to feel like she has to be that strong around me. I don’t want her to close herself back up after I’ve finally helped her relax. 

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the last night I saw her. She looked so beautiful in the glow of the night sky. With her hand in mine, I felt an electricity shooting up my body. I never wanted to let her go. And when she looked at me. I could have kissed her right there. I wish I had swept her up in my arms, but I don’t know how she feels. I don’t want her to feel comfortable with me now and then ruin it all. Her hand in mine is enough. I never want to let her go. 

I still haven’t seen Silk after arriving at the Capitol. The opening ceremony will be happening soon and I’m hoping to catch her. I just need to see how she’s holding up. 

Mags keeps teasing me about how I’ve been so distracted. She continues to do so while I’m looking around the carriages. I spot Cecilia, but I’m struggling to find Silk. I stifle a laugh, thinking about how her short stature is probably the reason I don’t see her. 

I make my way to Cecilia. If I can’t find Silk I can at least ask about her. As I’m almost to the older mentor, I finally spot her. She looks even more beautiful than the last time I saw her. She’s talking to her female tribute. I see the kindness in her eyes as she tells the girl what to expect. Even though this child is a spectacle to the Capitol, Silk tries to make it sound more magical. She tells the girl how lovely she looks and that being on the carriage feels like gliding through the air. 

“Go show everyone out there how strong you are. I’ll be right here when you get back.” She rubs the girls arm and then guides her onto the carriage. When she turns back around she locks eyes with me. 

“Finnick” she says with a sweet smile. My heartbeat speeds up a little, her focus now being on me. 

“Hello, sweetheart. Want a sugar cube?” Her brow furrows and I let out a breath of a laugh. “They’re for the horses, but I think you deserve a treat just as sweet as you.” She rolls her eyes, as she usually does when I flirt with her, but then takes it. She pops it into her mouth and I can’t help but look at her lips. I bet they taste just as sweet as that sugar. I take a deep breath to try and keep my focus. A task that proves to be difficult whenever I’m around her. 

“Thank you.” She doesn’t say more than that. She has on a brave face, but I think that’s all she can give right now. 

“How are you holding up? It’s been a long day.”

“It’s been…okay” She says distantly. She’s looking just next to me, eyes lost in space. Her mind must be racing. 

“Anything going on in that beautiful head of yours that you’d want to talk about?” 

“Finnick…how do I do this?” Her eyes now stare directly into mine and I feel heavy. How do you prepare kids to go and fight to the death? There’s no real answer to that question, but she knows that. If there was an answer I would’ve told her immediately. So would Cecilia. What she’s really asking is how do you cope? How do you keep from breaking down every second? 

“You just…you have to push through this first year. It’ll still be hard next year and so on, but you learn the routine. You know what to expect and it makes it easier to process.” I rub her arm and she hums a response. I want to give her more comfort, but I don’t want to overwhelm her. We’re in too public of a space for me to fully embrace her. “You’ll be okay, though. I’m here if you need anything at all, sweet girl. I mean that.” Her lips twitch up into the softest smile. Her hand cups my cheek and I could almost melt into her touch. 

“I know, sweet Finnick.” 

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~ Silk ~

After the long days of training and interviews end, the watch party starts and I sit next to Cecilia. Her demeanor has gotten more tense throughout these past few days. I know she’s feeling drained and I wish I could be more help. She’s told me not to worry about it. She just wants me to try and get through this first year the best that I can. 

We’re in a room full of mentors from the other districts. Finnick is sitting with Mags. He’s tying and untying knots into some rope and I assume it’s to help with stress. I see Haymitch in the corner drowning himself in liquor and I wonder if I’ll have to drink like that to get through these trips in the future. I hope it doesn’t come to that, but I don’t think I’d be surprised if it does. It’ll just mean I have something in common with my father. 

The countdown is starting and I’m gripping the couch cushions. I don’t know what to expect. If I’m being honest with myself, my tributes don’t stand a good chance at winning. Both of their training scores were low. Not impressive enough to get any sponsors. It’s horrible, but I know that they’ll die. I just hope it’s quick and painless. That’s all you can really wish for. 

The games start and everything is moving so quickly. I can barely even keep track of where my tributes are. I hear the canon going off over and over. Cecilia gasps quietly and holds onto my hand. When I look to see what has happened, I feel like the air has been punched out of me. That little girl, my tribute, is dead on the ground with an axe in her head. Just a few feet away my other tribute is falling to the ground after being stabbed by a career. 

“Cecilia” I don’t know what to do. I feel like the room is spinning. “Um…I think I need to take a minute.” 

“There’s a bathroom just outside the door. Take however much time you need. I’ll go grab some water.” She rubs my arm and then helps me stand. I try to walk as calmly as I can out of the room. As soon as the doors close behind me I rush into the bathroom and start hyperventilating. There are no tears flowing, there’s only panic. Panic from me not doing enough to help them. Panic from having to watch their gruesome murders. Panic from failing them. Everything around me is spinning and I feel my stomach churning. 

“Silk? Can I come in?” That’s not Cecilia. I’m too upset to be able to focus. I don’t even answer. I just keep failing at trying to breathe. 

I whip my head at the door as it slightly opens. Finnick peaks in calmly and then shifts into extreme worry once he sees me. 

“Hey, hey it’s okay. You’re okay. Look at me.” He holds onto my arms and locks eyes with me. I shake my head at him. 

“They’re dead. They’re dead, Finnick. And I couldn’t help them.” He pulls me into a tight embrace. He has one hand on my head and the other rubbing my back. Even at the Capitol he still smells of salty air. 

“It’s not your fault, Silk. None of this is your fault.” I’m still shaking and my breathing is still rapid. I hear what he’s telling me but I can’t process it. The panic in my stomach is rising. 

“I’m gonna be sick.” I mumble and push him away. I rush over to the toilet and then I feel Finnick’s hands grab my hair out of my face. He sits next to me and continues to rub my back. “You don’t have to stay in here.” I say, breathily. 

“I’m not going anywhere, sweet girl.” I sigh deeply and then flush away the sickness. I still feel awful, but at least the anxiety attack has ceased. 

He hands me a glass of water and I gladly take it. I clean myself up at the sink and then slowly sip on the water. Finnick stays close by, hand still on my back. I feel calmer now that he is here. I feel the warmth that he brings with him. I lean my head against his chest and he kisses the top of my head. Somehow, even during this horrendous night, he still makes my heart swell. 

“Why don’t we go and look at the stars, huh?” He runs his hand through my hair and I nod, still leaning on him. He guides me out of the bathroom and upstairs to his room. 

Once inside, he grabs a blanket and wraps it around me. We walk out to the balcony and the warm air hits my face. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Finnick pulls me close to him and I feel myself letting go of some tension.

I wonder how I’d be doing right now if I never met Finnick. I wonder if my nights alone at the Capitol would start to drive me to insanity. There’s a part of me that is afraid of much he means to me. How it feels like I need him. I want to be strong enough to hold myself up, but that isn’t how people work. Pushing others away only makes things worse. I’ve always been afraid of letting people in. I usually keep to myself. The only person who truly knows me is my mother, but I think Finnick is starting to know me. Really know me. That fills me up with so much anxiety. But it’s not really the bad kind. It’s more of a feeling of want. I want Finnick to stay in my life for a long time. 

“I wish I lived amongst the stars.” I say while we both stare at the sky. “I want to be the moon and feel the sun shining on me, making the me glow.” He looks down at me while listening intently. I feel like Finnick is always shining. And his sunshine makes me glow. He casts away the darkness. “You’re the sun, Finnick. You are so bright and so beautiful.” I run my hand through his hair and then rest it on his cheek. He’s smiling and I rub my thumb over the dimple that appears. My eyes rest on his lips and I feel that pull that I felt last time we looked at the stars. This time though, I don’t want to keep the moment still. I don’t want to resist the pull. 

I raise myself up on my tiptoes and pull his face towards mine. I close my eyes and kiss him. I breathe in his sea salty lips that have a hint of sweetness from a sugar cube. One of his arms holds onto my back while the other tightly wraps around my torso, and there is nothing else in the world. It is just me and Finnick and the stars. 

Our kiss eventually breaks, but he doesn’t move his face away. His forehead stays resting on mine. 

“Silk…” he says breathlessly. His cheeks are flushed and his sea green eyes are locked onto mine. I wait for him to continue speaking, but he doesn’t. He pulls me in for another kiss. This time feels even more passionate. He holds me even tighter and my feet are just barely touching the ground. 

“For the past two years, I thought I’d never feel true happiness again. I was completely defeated.” He starts and I’m now back to standing fully on the ground. “Meeting you has felt like a dream. You bring me serenity amidst all the despair I have endured. Your glow, your incandescent light has guided me out of that pit I fell into. I can’t express how grateful I am to have you in my life.” He still has one hand around my torso, keeping me close, but now his other hand brushes through my hair and then rests just between my jaw and neck. He glides his thumb over my lips and then traces my cheek. I smile and then breathe out a light laugh. 

“Such a sweet talker.” He gives me the eye roll that I’m always giving him, but then he laughs and kisses my head. 

“I have to keep up the dramatics for you, pretty girl.” I hum happily in response. We stay like this for a minute, just holding each other. I think back to the reason we’re up here in the first place. My face falls and I squeeze Finnick a bit tighter. 

“Thank you for helping me get through all of this. Especially tonight.”

“I wasn’t going to break my promise to you. I am here for you and I always will be.” 

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Thank you so much for reading! I had some rough writer's block for this one sooo hope its okayyyy. I hope you enjoyed :) As always I am open to kind feedback. Also let me know if you’d like to be tagged for the next chapter!! <3

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[feywild-meadows]

woof - ‘a really old guy who’s hard of hearing and doesn’t seem to know what’s going on since he keeps trying to stuff poisonous bugs in his mouth’

#woof #thg #hunger games #the hunger games #thg woof #district 8 #catching fire #aesthetic #moodboard #moodboards #edit #edits #aesthetics #icons #textiles #textile #fabric #fabrics #minor characters

[dawningfairytale]

suzanne collins: yeah pretty much everyone from every district has a name related to their industry except district 12. why? uhhhhhh fucking make it up yourself i'm not your mother

#thg #the hunger games #and let me be clear: I LOVE HER FOR THAT #suzanne collins is a queen because she's not constantly on twitter #among other reasons #my interpretation is that it's an extension of the capitol's power #katniss only knows about things within d12. she is prohibited from fully seeing them as people. #insert the 'ppl in d1 name their kids such dumb shit' quote #it's a way in which the districts are further alienated from each other #and snow doesn't give a flying fuck about anyone other than himself. except for that brief window he was infatuated with lucy #he had to know 12. he had to see that they existed and to interact with them #he didn't have to for any other district so he didn't see them beyond their industries #and i'm not saying 'their names weren't really their names and the narrators made them up' no i think that's a major stretch #i'm saying that the narrators only being able to associate with (katniss) and choosing to associate with (snow) 12 #led them to initially perceive them as their industries #but ofc this continues for snow throughout his life. katniss stops when she goes into the games #(consider names like annie and woof. like yeah 'crest'a like a wave but that's not how she's referred to) #names are important #i think names are a reflection of the narrator's relationship with the other districts at any one point #uhhhhhh yeah :P

[thesweetnessofspring]

about movie chemistry: jen/liam have way more chemistry (and i hate that bc that should NOT be the case)

Yeahhhh hate to have to agree with you there. I honestly wonder if they screen tested Jen and Josh together or if they just screen tested them separately and never did a chemistry test. Because especially THG is like...woof! It honestly gives the vibe that Peeta is this annoying pest crushing on Katniss who wants absolutely nothing to do with him (a good chunk of that is on the script/direction). Like the cave scene is SO awkward. Whereas with Gale a lot of people who didn't read the books think that's Katniss's boyfriend and Peeta is like encroaching on their relationship. I watched the movies this year with my brother (who was forced to listen to me read THG to him in 2009 and that's his whole exposure to the franchise) and he thought Gale was her boyfriend and got insulted Katniss was "cheating" on Gale. 😖

It gets better in the other movies, so I do think part of it is the script/direction--FLaw is an improvement even if he has his blind spots, namely the very personal nature of this being Katniss's story and all of the rich nuances of her character. They were doing Everlark dirty the whole time while bolstering up Galeniss for the marketing. So a lot of it came down to chemistry and Jen/Liam just have that more naturally. Even though Liam was a super flat Gale, the times when he sparked was during romantic scenes with Jen.

And it's weird because in interviews Jen and Josh always seemed like really good friends. When you see them behind the scenes in their costumes but acting like Jen and Josh it's like...this is what we COULD have had. But they sucked the air out of the relationship completely.

Anywayyyy that's just my opinion!

#anon ask

[e1igius]

come into thg hell with me ; just a warning , it's darker than the books.

you don't even have to write , give me a year and your kid gets to be a victor

10: lady gray baird , tweleve

11: mags flanagan , four

22: woof , eight

31: seeder , eleven

38: porter millicent tripp , five

40:

41:

42: [ district 9 female ] , nine

43: beetee latier , three

44: lyme , two

45: chaff , eleven

46: [ district 9 male ] , nine

47: brutus , two

48: [ district 5 male ] , five

49:

50: haymitch abernathy , tweleve

51:

52: courtland gentry , two (@sierra6x)

53: blight , seven

54: [ district 5 female ] , five

55: [ female morphling ] , six

56: [ male morphling ] , six

57:

58:

59: cecelia , eight

60: huckleberry sawyer , three *

61:

62: enobaria , two

63: gloss , one

64: cashmere , one

65: finnick odair , four

66:

67: agustus braun , one

68: [ district 10 male ] , ten

69:

70: annie cresta , four

71: johanna mason , seven

72: prynne gatsby , three ** critical to hucks storyline

73: [ district 2 male ] , two

74: katniss everdeen & peeta mellark , tweleve

#my discord is : short ass 7999 #i need to rebuild my victor list since ? no one ? i used to write with has an active thg muse anymore ?

[one-mopeyboi]

The 75 Survivors (A Hunger Games Headcanon)

In order, from the 1st Hunger Games to the 74th

Feel free to use the names from this list, just remember that these people aren’t canon except for the ones with names in bold, and to credit me! Thank you.

Send me asks about any of them and I will give you a headcanon!

Atticus Ashlar / M / D2 / 18

Argil James / F / D1 / 17

Gilbert Cohen / M / D4 / 18

Malachite Harris / M / D1 / 16

Otto Gladstone / M / D6 / 18

Paul B. Spruce / M / D7 / 18

Cassia Rockefeller / F / D2 / 18

Isaac Hill / M / D5 / 15

Heliodor Lewis / M / D1 / 18

Lucy Gray Baird / F / D12 / 16

Magadelen “Mags” Flanagan (nee Cohen) / F / D4 / 17 (Gilbert is her uncle)

Levant Ryeland / NB / D9 / 18

Claudius Tiffany / M / D2 / 18

Lux Carter / NB / D1 / 17

Seeder Barnes / F / D11 / 15 (The only victor to have a “pacifist” win with no killing, by outlasting everyone else in starvation. The gamemakers that year hung for it)

Cain Wheaton / F / D9 / 16

Burton “Woof” Hosier / M / D8 / 12 (It is a common misconception in the Capitol that Finnick is the youngest Victor. He won by skinning a wolf mutt and wearing its pelt. As the mutts do not have eyes and operate by scent alone, they killed everyone else)

Ivy Fairfields / F / D7 / 16

Corderita Ramirez / F / D10 / 17

Nero Travertine / M / D2 / 18

Ada Hertz / F / D3 / 16

Bonnie Hartley / F / D12 / 16 (There has to be a mentor for Haymitch)

Magnolia Wright / M / D7 / 17

Mako Kirk / F / D4 / 17

Antonius Golding / M / D2 / 18

Marius Doherty / M / D2 / 18

Tarquin May / M / D2 / 18 (yes, three years in a row)

Fava Ryeland / F / D9 / 16

Brocade Anning / F / D1 / 18

Radiance Hahn / F / D1 / 18

Volk Gladstone / M / D6 / 13 (See Woof’s section for “misconceptions regarding the youngest Victor. He won by taking control of a freight train. He is Otto Gladstone’s son)

Laurentia Ramsay / F / D2 / 18

Sol Helmholz / NB / D5 / 17

Trench Trawler / M / D4 / 18

Arty Croft / M / D11 / 16

Lyme Rossi / F / D2 / 18

Lumine Anning / F / D1 / 17

Porter Millicent Tripp / F / D6 / 17

Brutus Cassius Cato / M / D2 / 18 (The first name of 74HG’s Cato is Magnus)

Carlos “Chuck” del Toro / M / D10 / 17

Brian T. ”Beetee” Latier / M / D3 / 16

Wiress Latier (nee Faraday) / F / D3 / 17

Amaranth Reeves / F / D9 / 15

Flax Henley / NB / D8 / 15

Roy Gingham / M / D8 / 16

Elm Raber / M / D7 / 17

Opal Monroe / F / D1 / 18

Aurelius McArthur / M / D2 / 18

Cuprum Hamilton / M / D1 / 16

Haymitch Abernathy / M / D12 / 16

Chaff Mitchell / M / D11 / 18

Cyprian Quartz / M / D2 / 18

Cecelia Khampan / F / D8 / 16

Zephyr Howell / F / D5 / 17

Alf Heeler / M / D10 / 16

Blight Conall / M / D7 / 16

Alder Schur / F / D7 / 16

Philo Walterstein / M / D2 / 18

Davy Alcott / M / D4 / 16

Barleigh Bernhardt / M / D9 / 17

Curie Li / F / D5 / 17

Enobaria Onyx / F / D2 / 18

Gloss Strahlend / M / D1 / 14

Cashmere Strahlend / F / D1 / 15

Finnick Odair / M / D4 / 14

Florin Washington / NB / D2 / 18

Augustus Braun / M / D1 / 18

Joules Davis / F / D3 / 16

Boeing Tripp / M / D6 / 16

Anemone “Annie” Cresta / F / D4 / 19 (she turned 19 in the Arena)

Johanna Mason / F / D7 / 17

Tourmaline Kennedy / F / D1 / 16

Agrippa Clinton / M / D2 / 18 (just has a girly name)

Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark / D12 / 16

Statistics

Average age : 16.74 years

Most occurring age : 18 years

District count :

D1 - 13

D2 - 16

D3 - 4

D4 - 7

D5 - 4

D6 - 4

D7 - 7

D8 - 4

D9 - 5

D10 - 3

D11 - 3

D12 - 5

Genders :

Male - 38

Female - 31

Nonbinary - 6

#katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #johanna mason #annie cresta #finnick odair #cashmere thg #gloss thg #enobaria thg #blight thg #cecelia thg #chaff thg #haymitch abernathy #wiress thg #beetee latier #brutus thg #porter millicent tripp #lyme thg #woof thg #seeder thg #mags flanagan #lucy gray baird #the hunger games #the hunger games headcanon

[3fluffies]

Hunger Games Headcanon: The 11th-16th Games

Here follow my gap-filling headcanons on every single Hunger Games and victor for my new longfic, Favors. I incorporate canon wherever possible and fill in gaps with the headcanons.

Hope you enjoy!

The 1st Hunger Games

The 2nd-6th Hunger Games

The 7th-10th Hunger Games

The 11th-16th Hunger Games

Trigger Warning: This set (15th Games) contains references to sexual assault

The 11th Hunger Games

Special Events/Policy Changes

Tunnels from launch were made inaccessible to tributes during the Games

First year a Victory Tour was held and victory prize included food parcels for the winning district for a year

Ground had broken previous year on Victor's Village w 1 house per district at least (more for multi-victor districts already existing, just 1 and 2)

First year a Cornucopia was used in the arena to represent the "bounty" the Capitol provides (allegedly) to its districts

First arena where food was a resource available to gather from the environment - fish

Games Highlights

Setting: Artificial saltwater sea dotted with nearly-flat islands

Designed towards keeping tributes visible to the audience

Islands randomly sank into the sea or were struck by large waves

16 of the 24 tributes died by drowning, 6 more by dehydration as the only fresh water came from a "spring" in the Cornucopia itself

The Cornucopia was also the only high ground in the arena but was regularly inundated by waves to prevent tributes from spending more than a few hours there at a time

Victor: Mags Flanagan, Age 16, District 4

Mags racked up one of the highest kill counts to date, although she only directly killed 2 tributes

Despite the frequent inundations, Mags held the Cornucopia for the last nine days of the Games by being the strongest, fastest swimmer, able to retake it and hold off challengers each time she was washed out of it

She was credited with 5 of the 6 dehydration deaths as a result, along with 6 drowning deaths - her only death in combat that didn't involve drowning was her final opponent from District 8, who she ultimately garrotted with her fishing line

She freely advised kids of reaping age back in District 4 after her tour, but never spoke in detail about her experiences.

She offered to become a mentor to District 4's tributes from then on and continued doing so even after younger victors succeeded her

She and Catherine Steel of District 2 were the first district native mentors

She chose basket weaving as her talent

As of the 75th Games, she is still alive and the oldest living tribute, age 80

The 12th Hunger Games

Special Events/Policy Changes

Flat, open arena was used again based on popularity of previous one, while Gamemaker Snow pushed ahead on research/development of trackers, forcefields, and improved drone technology

Games Highlights

Setting: prairie grassland with small clusters of boulders, bordered a moat full of burning oil and fire lines placed throughout

Arena contained no food sources except small animals and birds

9 tributes died of or were fatally weakened from combat by starvation, 7 more died of food-related illnesses from raw or improperly cooked meat or from eating inedible plants

5 more tributes were killed by fire or smoke

Victor: Althea Russell, Age 16, District 2

She volunteered to escape a career as a Peacekeeper

She was initially a loyalist, but her experiences in the Hunger Games inspired considerable sympathy with the rebellion and disgust with the Capitol

She chose pottery as her talent

Despite her outward loyalty to the Capitol, her only daughter was reaped as tribute for the 35th Games and died in the arena

As of the 75th Hunger Games, she is still alive, age 79, supporting the rebellion

The 13th Hunger Games

Special Events/Policy Changes

Feasts were introduced for the first time

One of the smallest arenas in history, less than one square mile

Also one of the furthest from the Capitol: 12-hour hovercraft flight

Games Highlights

Setting: mountain peaks in what was once Alaska with cameras embedded feet apart throughout the rocks and tunnels

During 12-hr flight to the arena, tributes were isolated in cells on the hovercraft but given all the food and water they wanted

The Cornucopia contained no weapons, only food and mountaineering/survival gear.

Tributes were launched wearing flimsy clothing and barefoot.

Fog caused complaints from audience about visibility and rock walls still made camera angles a problem

16 of the 24 tributes died of or were disabled by falls or falling rocks

9 died of exposure in the cold, damp climate when temperatures plunged at night

The arena contained no food sources at all, so each day, a "feast" was called at the Cornucopia where food and more gear would be delivered via a tunnel for only 15 minutes. This was so popular nearly every subsequent Games used feasts. Starvation played a role in 18 deaths

Victor: Philip Edwards, Age 18, District 1

Edwards was a skilled mountaineer/climber, training as a prospector for potential precious mineral deposits in District 1 and had a drastic advantage in the arena setting

He never climbed a rock again and chose poetry as his talent

Some of his poems were deemed too depressing, as he chose subjects like despair and loneliness and the fear of being trapped on foggy cliffs

He was an alcoholic, claiming it inspired his writing

Died the year of the 73rd Games, age 78

The 14th Hunger Games

Special Events/Policy Changes

None

Games Highlights

Setting: Artificial salt pan/salt marsh with only rain as a water source, but the mud that resulted trapped many tributes

8 tributes were killed by quicksand/bogs, 6 more by distance weapons after being trapped in mud

Stampedes of giant deer mutts were released at random, killing or disabling 5 tributes

Victor: Devon Masterson, Age 18, District 10

A herdsman who spent his life on horseback, Masterson fascinated the Capitol by managing to ride the deer mutts after the fourth day, which allowed him to escape trampling and the bogs

Married but never had children

Addicted to tranquilizers

Mentored for District 10 until Taurus Seymour won the 40th Games (a second male from District 10 won the 28th Games, but suffered such severe mental illness from the trauma that he was never made a mentor)

As of the 75th Hunger Games, he is still alive, age 79

The 15th Hunger Games

Special Events/Policy Changes

15th Anniversary "Party" was the Gamemakers theme

First use of an urban non-nature setting as an arena, very popular

Combat or poison killed all 23 tributes, no environmental deaths

First documented case of tributes having sex (or being raped) on camera in the arena due to the drugs in the environment

First official treatment of arena as a national monument/destination

Games Highlights

Setting: A single building designed like a multi-room nightclub with the Cornucopia as a "disco ball" in the launch room at the center

Each room had different dangers, and tributes could not remove anything from a particular room, but if they stayed too long in a room, they were more likely to be caught by aerosolized party drugs or hypnotic music and lights

Whichever room they were in, if certain "party songs" played, the tributes were required to dance until it stopped. Most popular dancers received gift baskets of supplies.

The first "contest" took place in the launch room where tributes were presented with racks of clubbing clothes to choose their outfits with the most popular receiving food, drinks, and weapons.

Random contests followed judging the tributes' makeup, hair, dance technique

Some clothing, food, and drinks in various rooms were usable, but others contained party drugs to make tributes act ridiculous and/or become vulnerable to attack

Victor: Laurent Pethering, Age 17, District 2

Pethering was a Capitol loyalist who loved the "party" atmosphere and reminisced about his experience, but did express remorse over having raped 2 other tributes while under the influence of the drugs

Had "consensual" sex (both parties drugged) with 7 tributes

Occasionally suffered "lapses" attributed to an unexpected reaction to one or more of the drugs or poisons where he sat in a daze for hours, whispering that he wanted to go home

As of the 75th Games, he is still alive, age 77

The 16th Hunger Games

Special Events/Policy Changes

First Games in memory where the majority of fatalities were not from human combat

Games Highlights

Setting: Tropical rainforest in wilderness on southern coast of District 11 surrounded by a 30-foot fence. Temps reached 98 Fahrenheit/37 Celcius by day not counting heat index from high humidity

Ten species of mutts were released at different times: tracker jackers, 3-foot mosquitos, jabberjays trained to shout "over here!" if they encountered a human, "serpent monkeys" that killed by strangulation, venomous snakes that could jump and screamed before they attacked, vampiric birds, venomous leeches who caused hallucinations and hysteria if not removed quickly, fish with tentacles who could drag a person under water, insects who ate metal and destroyed weapons, big cats that glowed in the dark

Despite plentiful water, 13 tributes were killed or disabled by dehydration or heat stroke/exhaustion from being constantly fleeing something or someone

Only 4 tributes were killed by human combat

Victor: Woof Escher, Age 17, District 8

Woof suffered some head trauma during the Games and recovered but this may have contributed to his mental deterioration from old age beginning in his 60s

Traumatized, he lived as hermit in District 10 and was not very helpful as mentor to his tributes

As of the 75th Games, he is still alive, age 76

#my fanfiction #hunger games headcanon #thg headcanon #thg meta #hunger games meta #early hunger games #woof #mags flanagan #panem #panem headcanon #hunger games arenas

[kald-dal-art]

we would love to hear more about your thg victor headcanons if you would like to share them :)

CAN I? Well here you go headcanons about the prev victors in the victor alliance (+ some of the careers as well)

Cashmere was pretty certain she was gonna get reaped for the 75th games so she begged that Gloss did not volunteer for the games to "protect" her. Did not matter because he got reaped along side her

Enobaria hates meat. Is pretty much a vegetarian in her private life, really only eat meat for the camera and the public eye

Beetee miscalculated how many tributes were left so he was in genuine shock when the trumpets played after he electrocuted the remaining tributes

Beetee also have the record for the most kills done at once in the games

Wiress adopted a cat after her victory, and have gotten more over the years.

She also pulled a similar stunt as Beetee, but she ended up getting electrocuted herself which left some pretty bad brain damage

Mags is the most successful mentor in the games and have the most tributes she mentoring ended up being future victors

She has lost a son and two grandchildren to the games.

Finnick's mom got killed after he refused the Capitol's request the first time, which is why he got extra close to Mags afterwards.

This one is from the movies but love that Finnick has a necklace that Annie made for him so he always have a part of her with him in the Capitol 🥺

I like to think the Morphlings names are Maureen and Cassius, they call each other Reen and Cass :)

Maureen was Cassius mentor during his game which is why they won using similar technique with camouflage. Difference was that Maureen would make traps and Cassius would sneak up on people. when it came to their kills.

They have made a lot of paintings over the years, they usually give them to each other or the other victors in 6 as gifts.

Johanna cuts her own hair, she does not trust anyone else to do it

Johanna was the oldest one of her siblings

Blight got a bad case of Hemophobia (fear of blood) after his game which is why he freaked out in the blood rain

Blight still works at the lumber industry after his victory, just to get some semblance of normality after his games.

Woof was Cecelia's mentor during her game and they were super close after her victory. Her kids basically see him as grandpa figure

Cecelia named her kids after her allies in the games

Woof was a beast during his games, killing some of the other tributes through brute force. He was nicknamed the Mad Dog by the capitol afterwards

Seeder was the only victor in the 75th game that did not have any direct kill in her previous game (and Peeta I guess if you don't count the district 8 girl and/or Foxface)

Chaff and Haymitch have kissed at least once. Were they sober or drunk when they did no one knows

Chaff volunteered for his old mentor. He already knew about the plan to break of the arena and thought he had a better chance at surviving until that happens. (it still breaks my heart how close Chaff was to make it)

#unfortunately don't really have anything for the tributes from 5 9 and 10 because they get no attention except 5M briefly #the hunger games #thg headcanons #victors #not art #eva answers stuff #also writing a fic focusing on the morphlings in my spare time #so we'll see if I ever end up finishing that or not :') #anyways hope people enjoy some of my headcanons

[hockeysweetheart]

In the history of the Games, there have been seventy-five victors. Fifty-nine are still alive. I recognize many of their faces, either from seeing them as tributes or mentors at previous Games or from our recent viewing of the victors' tapes. Some are so old or wasted by illness, drugs, or drink that I can't place them. As one would expect, the pools of Career tributes from Districts 1, 2, and 4 are the largest. But every district has managed to scrape up at least one female and one male victor.

#thg #the hunger games #hunger games #catching fire #catchingfire #cf #mockingjay #75th hunger games #cashmere #gloss #brutus #enobaria #finnick odair #mags #wiress #beetee #Cecelia #woof #morphlings #seeder #chaff #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #victors #tributes #thg edit #thg aesthetic #edit by me #edit by everlark queen of disney 12

[sansascully]

second half of the series ongoing arc of what if you could kill baby hitler who is also a rat named pearlpelt. and yes there is a prophecy

#the moral is unsurprisingly yes kill baby rat hitler. but also if only that sexy evil rat lady hadn't sunk her claws into him! #truly thank god i wasn't involved with the internet at this point because there HAD to have been a furry scene re: underland chronicles #horrible thought that sexy rat lady was proto foxface girl/johanna from thg. woof #words #the way i'm circling the drain of posts which i am making for an audience of me

[aimmyarrowshigh]

@plavapticica said:

CROSSOVER - PJO/THG - May The Gods Be Ever In Your Favor.docx

Woof, so this has been in my WIP folder for literally 10 years as of last week, hahaha (cries cries cries). But basically it’s an AU in which each of the Greek Gods is defeated by one of the Titans who runs the Capitol (didn’t decide which yet) and they’re chained to one of the Districts, so every year two of their demigods is sent to the Hunger Games.

Zeus is District 13, but for the most part I tried to pair up the gods with the District that has some semblance of their symbols as its main export in THG--like District 4 is Poseidon (Percy), District 12 is Hades (because of the ~descent underground~ to the mines, and because my boy Nico), District 2 is Ares (Clarisse), etc.

But looking at the document now, it’s more notes and really, uh, “started this 10 years ago” writing than anything I want to post now. :X

#asks #wip meme

[dawningfairytale]

so, sometimes i see people saying that victors like cecelia and woof from 8 or the morphlings from 6 or seeder from 11 just waited out their games and didn't kill anyone or only had one kill (i've been in the thg fandom on a variety of platforms i haven't mainly seen it here) and i personally have to disagree.

 "...no one in this arena was a victor by chance. except maybe peeta."

finnick says this in catching fire, and i would reckon that he knows how all the victors won their games. i'm not going to say from this that the victors were evil or whatever, because they were children trying to survive. sure, they killed people, but their situations were very nuanced moral conundrums and, also, they were children.

i think i dislike it because to act as though the "nicer" or "milder" victors didn't kill people seems to me to act as though good people don't do bad things to survive, that the games didn't corrupt people and hurt them. the games changed them, but they continued being themselves.

let's use cecelia as a case study. she fought in her games, she killed people, she survived. years later, she got married and had three children, the model of maternal love. her being a loving wife and mother, a woman whose children held on to her when she was reaped for the second time. that doesn't mean that, when push came to shove, she didn't kill anyone to stay alive. that she didn't do what we consider to be bad things when she was put in a horrible situation. her dying in the bloodbath in the 75th games doesn't mean that she was incapable of fighting to survive in her original games. in fact, it may suggest that she didn't run away from her first cornucopia, but fought in it.

my point is, i don't think that the victors who are more mild-mannered than katniss or died in the bloodbath of the 75th weren't fighters. they were teenagers forced to kill to survive. they did it. but that does not make them evil. but that lack of aggression doesn't mean they didn't fight in their games.

#thg #the hunger games #hunger games #thg meta #hunger games victors #does this make sense??? #also don't like it when people say the victors from 6 just waited out their games while experiencing morphling withdrawal #while that's possible it's probably something they got addicted to *because* of the games??? #anyway

[theswiftiebookclub]

4 and 9!

📗 favourite second book in a series

wow that’s a tough one, i feel like usually second books tend to be weaker, second book syndrome and all that, but gotta say Catching Fire was hands down the best THG book.

😡 book you expected more of 

woof, i’m probably gonna get hate for this buuuut A Court of Mist and Fury... In general I’m not a fan of SJM, and that book was just a huge disappointment for me and I pretty much stopped reading her stuff after that :/

#asks #gigi

[kriptokritik]

Kasım Ayı Kripto Para Listeleme ve Delist Duyuruları - 1

Geçen hafta ve bugün bulduğumuz kripto para borsalarının haftalık dijital varlık listeleme ve delist duyurularını sizin için derledik. İlgili kripto para borsalarına Kripto Kritik komisyon indirimiyle kayıt olmak için tıklayın. AscendEX Listeleme: Qredo (QRDO) Covalent (CQT) SX Network (SX) Convergence (CONV) Bibox Listeleme: PolkaBridge (PBR) BigONE Listeleme: Green Environment Technology Item (TED) Immutable X (IMX)  Binance Listeleme: BinaryX (BNX) Rari Governance Token (RGT) Eklenen işlem çiftleri: SHIB/DOGE ALGO/RUB AUD/USDC LAZIO/BUSD LUNA/BIDR MANA/TRY OXT/BUSD SHIB/UAH Bitforex Listeleme: TORG (TORG) Solana (SOL) Thetan Arena (THG) Nucypher (NU) Galaxy Heroes Coin (GHC) Bitmart Listeleme: Vera (VERA) Mask Network (MASK) StarShip (STARSHIP) MetaPlay (MPLAY) Piccolo Inu (PINU) KING SHIBA (KINGSHIB) FLOKINOMICS (FLOKIN) ShibaRocket (SHIBAROCKET) GoCrypto (GOC) Hyfi Token (HYFI) Useless (USELESS) Gods Unchained (GODS) Furukuru (FUKU) Decubate (DCB) Telos (TLOS) iBNB Finance (iBNB) MetaCat (METACAT) MIM (MIM) Red Floki (REDFLOKI) Immutable X (IMX) AVNRich (AVN) LuxFi (LXF) Bitrue Listeleme: SolDoge (SDOGE) LoxNetwork (SMARTLOX) Alchemix (ALCX) Parsiq (PRQ) DEXTools (DEXT) Opium (OPIUM) WOOF (WOOF) BinaryX (BNX) Starmon (SMON) CollegeCoinNetwork (CCN) XPUNK (XPUNK) AdvisorBid (ADV) Rari Governance Token (RGT) Wanaka Farm (WANA) DNAxCAT Token (DXCT) Eklenen işlem çiftleri: IDEX/USDT   FTM/USDT TWT/USDT   ANKR/USDT SXP/USDT NEAR/USDT BKEX Listeleme: Mewtwo Inu (MEWTWO) Mononoke Inu (MONONOKEINU) CateCoin (CATE) Polka City (POLC) Tsuzuki Inu (TZKI) EPIK Prime (EPIK) Squid Game (SQUID) DNAxCAT Token (DXCT) Gods Unchained (GODS) Fantom Doge (RIP) Zoo (ZOO) Immutable X (IMX) Merit Circle (MC) OVR (OVR) Hina Inu (HINA) BLOCKS (BLOCKS) Dogs of Elon (DOE) Akamaru Inu (AKAMARU) catEx Listeleme: Anthurium Token (ATM) Bitgatti Token (BITGATTI) SHIB (SHIB) BONE (BONE) Doge Killer (LEASH) Ecochain Token (ECT) CEX.io Listeleme: Mina (MINA) Changelly Listeleme: NEM (XYM) Rarible (RARI) Perp Protocol (PERP) EQIFI (EQX) Coinbase Listeleme: Kryll (KRL) LCX (LCX) OriginTrail (TRAC) Crypto.com Protocol (CRO) SUKU (SUKU) Coinbase Pro Listeleme: Crypto.com Protocol (CRO) CoinEx Listeleme: Gods Unchained (GODS) KeeperDAO (ROOK) Orca (ORCA) Stratisplatform (STRAX) Mango (MNGO) Mines of Dalarnia (DAR)  Crypto.com Listeleme: Dogelon Mars (ELON) WAX (WAXP) Perpetual Protocol (PERP) Gala Games (GALA) XYO (XYO) Badger DAO (BADGER) Eklenen işlem çiftleri: YGG/BTC CHZ/BTC MANA/USDC DigiFinex Listeleme: Immutable X (IMX) Galaxy Heroes Coin (GHC) 1NFT (1NFT) XRUN (XRUN) Eklenen işlem çiftleri: SHIB/DOGE FINEXBOX Listeleme: NPCoin (NPC) UpperSwissFranc (CHFU) CakeSwap (CAKESWAP) FTX Listeleme: Immutable X (IMX) Gate.io Listeleme: CumRocket (CUMMIES) THORSTARTER (XRUNE) Swash (SWASH) LIQ Protocol (LIQ) GooseFX (GOFX) Zam.io (ZAM) WagyuSwap (WAGYU) ENVOY Network (ENV) Read the full article

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