Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 03:36 am
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 [livejournal.com profile] stainofmylove .)
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Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 10:43 am (UTC)
Johanna/Haymitch, killing time at the Capital.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 10:44 am (UTC)
Katniss, birdsong.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 11:53 am (UTC)
She will sing for the past, and it's something like memory, jotting back with the melody.


(It goes like this:

Once, there was a place called District 12.

Once, she'd sworn she would never sing again.

Once, she was Katniss Everdeen.)


The words pour out, unfamiliar at first, then smoothing out into tunes of the things she will not, cannot say. There is something like her father and Gale and Peeta, and then every person in District 12. There is something about existence before the aftermath, because in the remnants of destruction, in the centre of the smoke and ashes and fallen memories, she is there and that’s the thing with aftermaths - you can only continue on when all else is gone.

She will sing because there is no one left - and what is left is not the same.

And she becomes the mockingjay, keeper of retained memories, whispered through song.

And so the mockingjay sings.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 11:57 am (UTC)
katniss/gale; the space between their words unspoken.
Edited 2010-08-10 11:58 am (UTC)
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 11:59 am (UTC)
Katniss/Peeta/Gale, sometimes you have to compromise.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:01 pm (UTC)
Annie/Finnick, please don't let me go, I desperately need you.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:14 pm (UTC)
Katniss/Peeta, The first dream she had while asleep in his arms.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:16 pm (UTC)
Haymitch, going sober for their sake.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:19 pm (UTC)
Finnick, the rumors he heard about the lovers from district 12, both disproved and confirmed.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:20 pm (UTC)
Caesar Flickerman, 5 ways Peeta Mellark was the different from the District 12 tributes before him
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:34 pm (UTC)
Finnick/Johanna, someday
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 12:36 pm (UTC)
Peeta/Katniss, we are basic lies
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 01:11 pm (UTC)
Katniss/Finnick, both have lost something precious
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 01:18 pm (UTC)
I couldn't have her completely, but then again, so couldn't Gale. We both had pieces, tiny little pieces, and sometimes it was enough. Sometimes it wasn't.

When she kissed him, my heart skipped few beats, but soon I learned to turn my face away when she leaned forward, when her eyes asked him to touch. And during the nights she was mine, because as much as Gale tried, he couldn't keep the nightmares away.

That was my gift. It made Gale jealous and sometimes even furious, but he never said it out loud. We had kind of an agreement.

Most of the time I yearned for more,and so did Gale. Still, we couldn't ask her to choose, because that would have broken her heart. Half of the heart was mine, half of it was Gale's. And you can't live without the other, it would tear the heart apart.
Edited 2010-08-10 04:32 pm (UTC)
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 01:27 pm (UTC)
Oh man, GOOSEBUMPS ALL OVER MY ARMS.

Amazing job ♥
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 01:31 pm (UTC)
Absolutely gorgeous.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 01:48 pm (UTC)
Quote: Don't go. I'll eat you up, I love you so.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 01:49 pm (UTC)
five things about finnick odair (and annie cresta in every way)



i.

Finnick does not say please simply because he doesn’t have to.

(Fact: the face pretty much says it all. Really.)


ii.

Finnick is to Annie as Finnick is to pretty. He will hold her with his arms around her waist and his skin draped in her scent - but we all know who does the supporting.

(Fiction: Finnick does not think he needs anyone.)


iii.

Finnick will say don’t let me go because Annie is Annie, and she controls the strings to his heart, as clichéd as it sounds. She controls the strings to his heart and a pragmatist might say it all comes down to his survival.

(Fact: this is something of the truth.)


iv.

Finnick is passionate, Finnick is strong, Finnick is everything all at once when it comes to Annie.

(Fiction: Finnick has no weaknesses.)


v.

Finnick will hold Annie in his arms and on the days where she is not Annie, but the merest slip of someone he once knew, he will want to cry - but Finnick doesn’t. Finnick isn’t weak like that.

Finnick will run his fingers through her hair, Finnick will relax against her, Finnick will let Annie hold him.

He will say Annie and what he means is I desperately need you.

(Fact: where there is Finnick Odair, there is Annie Cresta.)



notes: this is really weird. it might be because its midnight almost and i’m procrastinating from studying. i apologise if anyone gets weirded out :)
Edited 2010-08-10 01:50 pm (UTC)
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 02:00 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it!
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 02:00 pm (UTC)
Thank you! ♥ Your comment made me smile.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 02:01 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 03:15 pm (UTC)
Oooh! I've only ever read the first one, but I'll take a Katniss/Gale, "If you kissed your cousin like you kiss me, we may have problems."
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 03:47 pm (UTC)
He's pretty sure he's heard it all. Capitol parties aren't exactly known for their discretion or restraint (or their lack of pettiness in any regard, for that matter), and the gossip runs as freely as the booze. But District 12 on everyone's lips? Whispered words about Seam kids snapping with a thin line of electric excitement which whips haphazardly from one extreme to the next, reaching every corner of every room?

This is something new.

He hears their names long before he sees their faces for himself. Peeta Mellark. Katniss Everdeen. Tragic lovers? Game players extraordinaire? Victims? Movers and shakers in the Game?

They all look to him for insight, from the ridiculous Capitol girls spilling their drinks all over his arm to Caesar Flickerman, hoping for a sound bite, and he doesn't need to meet the kids from the coal district to know the answer is all of the above...without asking for any of it.

After all, Finnick should know.

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 03:53 pm (UTC)
haymitch/maysilee; things you don't forget.
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 03:53 pm (UTC)
Agree...I love the 'goes like this' line. It works perfectly!
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