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[zenkor123]

in your opinion, does beetee have any tattoos?

Beetee uses tattoos for secret messages to other rebels, the tattoos are of computer terminals the tatooist is a rebel

[zenkor123]

My AOC

Peeta’s journal entries by date

Katniss opens Peeta's journal

October, 1, 75 ADD

October, 3, 75 ADD

October 3 75 DD

October 4th 75 ADD

October 4th 75 ADD

October, 5, 75 DD

October 5 75 DD

October, 8, 75 DD

October, 10, 75 DD

October 12, 75 DD

October 12, 75 DD

October 13, 75 DD

October 15 75 ADD

October 16 75 ADD

October 18 75 ADD

October 21 75 ADD

October 22 75 ADD

November 1 75 ADD

November 2 75 ADD

Katniss closes Peeta’s journal

A mutt in service of the rebellion

(Fic in which Katniss returns to Peeta’s life far earlier)

Concept

Timeline

Older Peeta fics

Peeta: After Peeta wrote of the future, the train stopped in District 6, a bunch of rebels led by the mayor of district 6 Vespasian came the

Peeta's journal is subject to regular updates and even revisions.

A Mutt's Worth.

Timeline

Lore/Worldbuilding

(Fic in which Katniss returns to Peeta's life even earlier then in a Mutt in Service of the Rebellion)

For reference

I wrote this a while back after I saw titania522 ask on her blog if someone had a Mockingjay timeline. And I was already thinking about it a

[zenkor123]

My favorite Everlark fic.

Mockingjay: Broken Wings Chapter 24: The Toasting, a hunger games fanfic | FanFiction

the way she captures the characters, keeps them close to canon but different, the fluff its in the words of this fics Peeta "Exquisite":

"Peeta," she inched closer to him and held his hands in her own. "What else do you remember?" They stepped through the front door of their home with hands held and eyes locked. They had been in this room only a second ago, but it held a different feeling now. Represented something new in their lives and they could both feel it flow through them. They had signed all the paperwork binding them in a contract of marriage, but had yet to perform the one thing that no one ever felt married without in District Twelve."You ready?" Peeta asked her as he led her toward the fireplace. "Yeah," Katniss answered with a hint of a nervous tremor in her voice. Together they reached for the box of matches, striking one each, then placing the flame beneath the kindling. The stench of sulfur accosted both of them, but was quickly drowned out by the smell of burning wood. A warmth radiated from the fireplace where the kindling now burned hot and set the log ablaze. With their matches tossed onto the fire, Peeta reached for the loaf of bread his father had brought over earlier, and handed Katniss one end of it. The crunching of the crust flaked into bits of crumbs, dusting their clothing and their hands with it. Together they began reciting District Twelve's blessing for a new marriage,"May this fire..." It had come back to Peeta, striking him like a gust of wind. "I remember marrying you."

"Catching Fire: Rekindling Chapter 10, a hunger games fanfic | FanFiction Peeta ASMR

""Listen to my voice, Gale. Just concentrate on that. Open your eyes and look at me. Come on, Gale. Look at me." Gale didn't want to look at anyone. He wanted to scream…to yell, but Peeta kept insisting. "Damn it, Gale. Look at me!" Gale's eyes opened to find Peeta's just inches away from his. "Focus on my eyes." Gale did what he was told. "You're not in Katniss' house. You're in the woods. You know that spot by the big maple tree? There's a blackberry bush a stone's throw away. You know where I'm talking about, right? You and Katniss eat there all the time." Gale stared into Peeta's eyes, wondering why he was telling him this, but Peeta just kept on talking to him, describing the area right down to the bark on the tree. Suddenly Gale could see it…the maple tree…the blackberry bush. He had shared many meals there with Katniss over the years. "You can picture it now, can't you Gale?" Gale unintentionally nodded at Peeta. "Good. That's where you are. Its late spring so the blackberries are just starting to come in…" Gale was concentrating on the hypnotic sound of Peeta's voice. "…you can see the berries…firm…big…juicy and when you taste it, the flavor bursts in your mouth. Can you taste it, Gale? How sweet the juice is." Gale could almost see Katniss tossing a blackberry in the air and him catching it in his mouth. "You and Katniss are in the woods…Prim's made some goat cheese and I've sent some fresh rolls for you. Picture it, Gale. You two, having a friendly picnic by the maple tree…the birds are chirping…you can hear the boisterous sounds of crickets rubbing their wings together to fill the air with music…" Gale had never thought about crickets as musical, but he could hear it now. Their sounds in harmony with the buzzing of the bees. "…squirrels are scurrying about…up and down the branches of the trees which are covered in fresh green leaves. Picture it Gale. See it in your mind." Gale felt his eyelids begin to droop and the pain in his back begin to subside. "Prim's goat cheese is creamy today. You break open a roll and hear the cracking of the crust as you split it apart. You spread the cheese over the fluffy center and bite into it…" Gale could taste the flavors of the bread and cheese…the blackberries. See the brightly colored green and yellow leaves…smell the flowers. He could hear the sounds of the woods surrounding him, not the gentle patter of Katniss' feet as she came upon them in the kitchen.

"

"Peeta gripped her upper arms and shook her a little. "I need you to do this for me. Say it. Say you'll win for me." His voice was soft, but urgent. "You can do this. We both know you can, so take a breath." He dropped his hands and watched her as she breathed in the night air. "And say the words." Katniss was blinking a mile a minute. She knew once she said it out loud Peeta was as good as dead. "I…I promise." She gulped. "You'll win. Say it." "I promise I'll win." Katniss felt like one of the dummies that District 2 had thrown a spear into during training. She had just told Peeta that he was as good as dead to her. She hung her head down and put her face in her hands. "Hey. It's okay. It's okay." Peeta whispered to her. "We both knew this was going to happen." He rubbed his hands up and down her arms. Katniss wanted to cry, but she didn't. She held back her tears for Peeta's sake. She'd wait until she was alone in her room to let them come. She lifted up her face to his and said, "Yes. We did." When Peeta saw the strength she was displaying he felt a surge of pride rush through his veins. "That's my girl." He reached out and let her braid trail through his fingers before letting his hand fall to his side. "You were on fire long before Cinna ever took a match to you." Katniss was moved by him. Peeta had been more than she had ever deserved. He was just a breath away. She was desperate to reach out and touch him. To kiss him. The tension between them was growing stronger. They could feel themselves being pulled closer to one another. Peeta began to dip his head down as Katniss lifted herself up on her toes. When the gust of wind blew against them and caused the wind chimes to crash, they startled apart."

The fic is super old we always were was published in 2012, I was worried that it would be somehow deleted, so I uploaded it to internet archive to ensure the long-term preservation of Jammie Sommers work. The only bad thing about it was that it was never completed, probably because the betas left and the fic fizzled out (this is hinted in the author's comments in the later chapters of broken wings)

[zenkor123]

Between katniss and peeta which one do you like more?

I like Peeta more (don't know why I just do) though with Katniss you have to see Panem from just the information she knows which makes information more interesting.

[zenkor123]

I think Katniss can be read as autistic but I think a lot of the symptoms overlap with trauma

100% but we never really see traces of an extroverted Katniss (Extroversion and Autism aren't exclusive of course) like how good was she at reading people before Burdock died?

We don't know. Its possible she was more similar to the post truamatic Katniss and the truama and autism overlap.

Its just hard to imagine Katniss before the cptsd.

If she was autistic before her father died then it could lean her towards introversion like it did after(?)

[zenkor123]

Why do you keep posting to the hunger games oc community when you’re not posting about original character content and just stuff about actual canon?

"In your headcanon why did Ravinstill order the covey to be (mostly)eradicated?" pertains to possible covey OCs

"In your headcanon what fuel sources are used to power cars, trucks and tanks in Panem?" is relevant to OC's that are vehicle drivers.

"In your headcanon how many letters are in Mrs Mellark's maiden name?" Pertains to Mrs. Mellark's pre marriage merchant house.

"in your headcanon, Do Panem schools in 12 have cafeterias?" is relevant to D12 OCs in Panem's education system

[zenkor123]

love your questions, it really makes you think and analyse the books deeper

Thanks! Glad you like them!

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Currently, what song(s) or artist(s) do you have playing on repeat?

What are you currently readying?

What did you have for dinner?

I’m nosey :)

For dinner-well for lunch had a chicken gyro

Currently re-reading

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