THE HUNGER GAMES DRABBLE MEME

[redbrunja]

With the release of the finale book of The Hunger Games Trilogy imminent, it seems like an excellent time for a comment meme to whet fandom's appetite. (Plus I just finished my third reread of the first two books and yet still want more!)

So I present.....

THE HUNGER GAMES DRABBLE MEME

How To Play
1. Place a prompt as a comment.
2. Comment with as many prompts as you want. Seriously. Don’t be shy.
3. Reply to a prompt comment with corresponding story! This is a “drabble meme,” so no pressure to write anything more than 500 words. But I doubt any lucky OP would receive an unexpected epic with anger, right? So write whatsha want.
4. Feel free to pimp out this meme to all the communities you can think of + your flist! The more the merrier!

Prompt Examples
A lyric or quote! Katniss/Peeta, "Lend me a helping hand ‘cause I’ve been treating your heaven like a one night stand."
A word! Gale, patient.
A kink! Madge/Katniss, blindfold.
A bit of dialogue! Finnick/Annie, "I just miss you when you're gone."
An action! Prim, mending clothes.
A situation! Johanna/Haymitch, killing time at the Capital.

May the odds be ever in your favor.

(meme format totally cribbed from stainofmylove .)

Comments

[greenconverses.livejournal.com]

Prim/Peeta, Prim's got a bit of an unrequited crush on Peeta

[koukuu.livejournal.com]

He has incomparably blue eyes. I've never seen anything as blue as his determined, troubled eyes. They swallow me up; I want to swim past his irises and into his soul.

I watch him as he moves, shoulders slumped, mouth held firm despite it all. He wants to be a tower, but he is a tower. A blue-eyed tower with tousled blonde hair that begs for me to run my fingers through it. His strength holds us afloat. Even though he's suffering, he fights on to keep the one he loves above the water. His bravery makes me want to cry from gratitude.

I have blue eyes. Unlike Katniss's, like Peeta's. They stare, and his stare right back at me. The troubled clouds have cleared, and his face melts into a longing smile. He wants what he can't have. You can have me. You can have me, Peeta, I whisper.

I blink, and he blinks, and I step back from the window and away from my reflection; the blue eyes recede, no longer staring into mine. And Peeta is really inside, not out in the cold, snowy wind with me, but his face is just like that.

He's watching my sister, who deserves him so much more than I, but may yet throw him away.

The bitter day suddenly feels so much colder, and so much more desolate.

AN: Prim kinda ended up sounding older than I intended..

[luna-blake.livejournal.com]

Lovely! I enjoyed being inside Prim's mind.

I really like the Prim/Peeta pairing, now.