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.....
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 .)
So I present.....
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
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Three drinks and it’s almost okay.
Seven and he can see her clear as day, clear as if he were there again, holding her hand again, watching her die again.
Maysilee was a pretty girl (but he can hardly remember how pretty she looked now).
He didn’t love her, but he didn’t want her to die. He didn’t love her, but he used to think she was so pretty when he saw in her school, used to dream about touching her hair and kissing her pretty mouth.
Now he only dreams of her in those last few moments. Blood on her face. Blood in her hair. Blood bubbled and frothing out her open mouth.
He dreams her dying every night and no amount of drinking will make him forget.
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the hunger games take such a mental toll on the victors.