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1 year ago

I need help with finding a faceclaim for a character of mine cause I am struggling. She’s a hunger games oc with short, curly, black hair and blue eyes (variable). I have like one drawing of her for reference but I just can’t find any actress or movie character that fits right.

I Need Help With Finding A Faceclaim For A Character Of Mine Cause I Am Struggling. She’s A Hunger
I Need Help With Finding A Faceclaim For A Character Of Mine Cause I Am Struggling. She’s A Hunger

I have some ideas but I’m not really all that into them and I wanna find a better one. I’m even willing to change the character up a bit to get a good fit. For context she’s 15 in the 68th games and 22 in the 75th games.

Some of my ideas were

Ruby Cruz (68th games)

I Need Help With Finding A Faceclaim For A Character Of Mine Cause I Am Struggling. She’s A Hunger

Florence Pugh (75th games)

I Need Help With Finding A Faceclaim For A Character Of Mine Cause I Am Struggling. She’s A Hunger

And Camren Bicondova

I Need Help With Finding A Faceclaim For A Character Of Mine Cause I Am Struggling. She’s A Hunger

If anyone has suggestions PLEASE tell me. Also if anyone might have suggestions for a younger faceclaim too I would love to hear it.


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1 week ago

My theory for the next Hunger Games book is that it’ll follow a spy from INSIDE the capitol (who’s actually organizing and failing to start a revolution), and/or a tribute from district 12, who died in the games.

The spy (Plutarch Heavensbee?) sees how the world is build, sees their own position in society and decides to rebel against it since it’s completely wrong. Sure, it may take a while, but in the end they actually do something!

And maybe, the spy tries to make a winner, or a revolutionary, of the district 12 tribute (or any other tribute), but it doesn’t work. They die, and maybe they try another tribute, and that person dies, and it continues until finally they hatch a plan?


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noideawherethatcamefrom - no idea where that came from

"I wanna be like Katniss." "Oh you wanna learn archery ?" Nah bro I wanna overthrow the government da fuq.


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2 months ago
boredzum-671 - That One Musical Girlie

I was originally making a new oc for my fanfic I’m work on, but I got sidetracked it reminded me of Katniss from hunger games in her flaming dress ā¤ļøā€šŸ”„

boredzum-671 - That One Musical Girlie

Couldn’t find a gif of it 😭

But I might try sewing this into a real dress in the summer


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1 week ago

Wyatt Callow you will always be loved.

Currently crying over his death and I do not want to continue this mf book


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1 month ago

I’m only on chapter 3 of ā€˜sunrise on the reaping’ and I already wanna cry. Suzanne Collins are you trying to hurt me?


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2 years ago

FINNICK ODAIR IS NOT DEAD

In my head


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1 month ago

god, the way the hunger games truly reflects today’s political climate is so… daunting. i mean, from the first few chapters you’re introduced to the astronomical amount of censorship the capitol feeds into the viewers. only those who were there to witness the true atrocities are aware of the actual occurrences but they’re bound to a hopeless secrecy out of fear they’ll be the next victim lost to lies.

haymitch did everything to tell the true story, to show the people who the capitol is and what they truly stand for. but he was punished, condemned to live a life of suffering simply because he yearned to be heard, to be seen, to do what’s right.

it’s not unlike our own lives. the lengths people are forced to go to do exactly what haymitch yearned to do - the lengths we have to go to grasp onto our humanity and do what’s right.


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10 months ago
So I’ve Been Thinking About Sunrise On The Reaping, How It’s Gonna Play Out. You Know What Would
So I’ve Been Thinking About Sunrise On The Reaping, How It’s Gonna Play Out. You Know What Would
So I’ve Been Thinking About Sunrise On The Reaping, How It’s Gonna Play Out. You Know What Would

So I’ve been thinking about Sunrise on the Reaping, how it’s gonna play out. You know what would be really depressing?

Haymitch Abernathy, ā€œfirstā€ victor from District 12. Winner of the fiftieth Hunger Games and the second Quarter Quell. A poor boy from the Seam who defeated twice the number of tributes. The unlikely champion.

He’d used the Capitol’s arena against itself. He endured extreme pain and injury. He had to witness his beloved Maysilee die right before his eyes. Watched as an ax cut through a girl’s head. Remember the countless young lives he took. The horrors that could have driven him to insanity.

After being announced as the victor and being taken from the arena, he received medical attention before having to sit through countless interviews being watched by everyone in Panem. Haymitch put on a smile, saying exactly what the Capitol wanted him to. The entire time he hid his emotions, not letting anyone see through him.

All Haymitch wanted was to go home. To see his family. He caught a glimpse of them waving and cheering as he stood before the District, but the Peacekeepers wouldn’t let him go to them. His mother, who he could always confide in. His father, who never expected him to say anything but would always listen. His siblings, who he could open up to and show his weaknesses to without being judged. His pet, because he found that being around animals was healing.

He was finally allowed to return to his little home on the edge of the Seam, facing the woods. This was where he grew up. He knew the house to be noisy and warm with fire from the coals harvested by his own father. Haymitch was impatient to step through the door and be greeted by his family, surely proud of him.

But something was different.

Silence. The house was cold, empty, and dark. There was no sign of struggle; all the furniture was standing up, but nothing seemed to be in its normal place. An uncut loaf of bread rested on the kitchen countertop. Everything was clean and perfect. Perfect, except for the lingering smell of blood. Haymitch immediately dropped his things, his victor’s crown clattering to the floor. He felt tears streaming down his face. He took a step forward.

Lying on the dining room table was an ax, and a glass vase holding a singular white rose.

Yeah I write sometimes. Haymitch is my favorite character so obviously I’m going to dump more trauma than necessary on him. It’s how I show affection 🫶

I am not exaggerating when I tell you I screamed and immediately started working on fanart when I heard Sunrise on the Reaping was coming out, I’ve been waiting for this for idfk 4 years?? Which isn’t very long but I’m quite impatient

The drawings above were made by me :D there’s the full picture, then a close up of the rose + ax and another of Haymitch. Woody did an amazing job as Haymitch but my heart belongs to the book accurate POC version of him ā˜ŗļø I suggest clicking on the images to see them better

Sorry if everything looks weird :/ I’m not used to drawing stuff like this


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6 months ago

THE SIGMAā€¼ļøā€¼ļø

Hunger Games Oc :) (Corbania)

hunger games oc :) (Corbania)


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1 year ago

this has been said before in a myriad of ways but i have to say it again. i am obsessed with how his traitor’s ass thought he won, how he genuinely believed he’d wiped their memory from the face of the earth as if they’d never existed. only to watch a fierce, unlikeable misfit of a girl sprinkle flowers like precious breadcrumbs over a fallen tribute’s body in compassion, to honor their life in the midst of bloodshed. only for her to inspire rebellion with the very song he thought he’d silenced forever. only for her lover, a kind boy with a perchance for performing for & winning over the crowds, to possess a goodness so true that nothing could poison & weaponize him, not for long, not for good. retribution did come for coriolanus snow. sejanus & lucy gray & the districts were avenged tenfold & i fucking love that his doom & destruction was wrought by two children unknowingly carrying their ghosts.


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1 year ago

nothing brings me more peace than knowing that katniss everdeen spends the rest of her life eating warm cheese buns and being held every night by a man who loves her more than life itself. she deserves everything


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