I know we as a collective like to make a lot of head canons where Katniss does something random, usually incredibly sweet or silly, post mj and it leaves Peeta momentarily stunned or perplexed and then he gets all smiley about whatever it is she's done (it's me, I ma guilty) but there must be a point where these little things she does don't throw him off for a second and instead he's just like "yeah, that's katniss being katniss. that's my wife" 😍 in fact he probably has to explain this to people who don't know them so well and are caught off guard by katniss being cute
Based on this post, here’s a sneak peak of The Shaft, a fictional medical drama set in District Twelve that consumes Haymitch and Katniss. @mollywog @triassictriserratops this is both y’all’s fault
(Formatting is weird on tumblr so I’m not fixing it.)
[ Scene opens on establishing shot of small brick building, stained black with coal dust. A sign reads DISTRICT TWELVE MINERS' GENERAL HOSPITAL.]
"Haymitch, what the hell is this?" I ask, but he just shushes me. I groan. It's been ten years since the end of the war, and now that the Hunger Games are over, tv has turned into mostly optional, mostly dumb shows about things that don't really matter. A legal warning flashes on screen.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is completely coincidental.
"Well I was gonna say. Is this that thing that Plutarch wanted us to sign off on?" There was a District Twelve miners' hospital, abandoned for years while I was a kid. Now it's mostly restored, but we still airlift most trauma cases to Thirteen or Three.
"Would you be quiet? Please. I'm trying to watch, sweetheart."
I roll my eyes and watch as the show changes to the inside of a locker room. A girl, round about my age, with olive skin and black hair, and big grey eyes that have to be fake, is changing into a pair of dark blue scrubs. She takes a second to breathe and the text at the bottom says 6:54 am, then she pushes the door open.
The scene cuts again to a round desk in a middle of a big room, filled with machines beeping, a flurry of people in different colored scrubs, some in white coats and some wearing cardigans, all running around, caring for people in gurneys screaming. An older lady, about my mom's age, is talking to middle aged doctor. Both apparently Seam.
“Got two new doctors today, one fresh out of med school, one in residency. Both local kids. Dr. Florian Graves is your resident, and Dr Anthracine Caldwell is the fresher. Which one you stickin' with Clearwater?"
The man scrubs his face. "None of 'em. Neither."
"Oh come on, Nash, you cain't punish her forever."
"Ain't a punishment! Who said I was punishing her? Naw, I just don't think she needs to be teaching right now, not after. It's alright. I'll take them. Thank you Sadie."
Sadie sighs, looks back to her computer, then looks up. "There's your fresher, I bet."
"Hi." The young woman says. "I didn't, should we have met at an office or something? I didn't see…" she trails off. She looks terrified. The man, Nash, walks over to her with a stack of charts.
"No, ain't no time for that. Come on, let's get your feet wet, Dr Caldwell."
"Anthci, please." The two start walking together and for the first time, how small Anthci is compared to everyone around her is shown. Dr Nash is head and shoulders above her.
"Antsy? You really want us to call you Antsy?"
"Anth-ci. With a th." Anthci sniffs.
Dr Nash nods. "Sure, whatever. We're just about to do rounds, have everyone from night shift switch off. Stick close to me for now, we have some attending doctors comin in a bit later, round abouts nine or so."
A golden haired man comes streaming by in a white lab coat.
"Dr Graves, I presume? How good of ya to join us. Welcome to the Shaft."
"Sorry I'm running a bit late this morning. Did you call this the Shaft?"
Dr Nash laughs. "Yeah, boy. Minin' term. Dimly lit, long hallways, poor ventilation. And if you stay here, you're bound to get shafted eventually. Hop to, Townie."
I don't want to be drawn in, but I'm captured by it immediately. "They did their research."
"Yeah, on some of it. This part they did good anyway." Haymitch whispers.
"Names are a bit stupid. Hers especially."
"Yeah, well. They're Capitol, sweetheart. Course they gave her a coal name."
"But they didn't have to name her literally coal."
"Sh!"
"You know, I went to school here too. I toured the mines." Dr Graves says.
"Duddn't hold a candle to workin' in em. Or pullin' people outta them. Mines for you is a school field trip. Ain't your life. It's just the set dressin'."
The camera pans back to Anthci, with a pensive look on her face. "Did you work in the mines, Dr Nash?"
"I did, as a medic, before we were allowed to test out of the District and go to medical school. Back when most of what we treated people with were herbs and ripped bedsheets. Y’all don't know how lucky y’all are."
"Lucky? In District Twelve? I know you're lyin'". Florian quips.
"Are they suggesting the bombing still happened?"
"Are you gonna interrupt every five seconds?" Haymitch groans.
I roll my eyes, but shut my mouth and keep watching.
The next scene is a small group of people in a huddle around Nash. Some obviously ethnically Twelve, but some hail from other districts. One, a very tall woman with lavender hair and nice clothes, presumably Capitol, has the look of rage barely brewing beneath the surface.
"Alright, fairly normal day so far, but don't nobody rest easy. We are a trauma center in a rural area still not totally used to routine medical care. That means y'all're gonna see people who should've come in a lot sooner than they did, having exhausted all the answers they could think of. These people do not have medical knowledge, and they are no strangers to desperation. They ain't gonna always make the smartest decisions, to y’all, but it made sense to them at the time. Do not make them feel stupid, or next time they'll die on their couch. Do not underestimate pain. Just because they say they're fine, it don't mean that they are. A lot of the people who grew up here have chronic health conditions that would've been unsurvivable only a few short years ago. Managing long term conditions is a luxury these people never had before the Revolution. We also, thanks to a certain few people that played a part in said revolution-
My cheeks burn.
-Have a bustling tourist industry. Tourists are not responsible. This is a new freedom not many know how to handle. You're gonna get a lot of shit thrown your way but you do not have the luxury of faltering. You need to stay calm. Remember your training. If you need help, ask. No one needs a hero. They need a medical professional."
The camera pans back to Anthci as she breathes it all in, her terror turning into quiet determination. She can do this. The group starts rounds
Am I kickstarting this week? It's the 21st here and if I don't do it now I will forget so... Here you go!
Theme 1 of Hayffie week is Forced Proximity so here have a snow storm in 12 post war book!verse.
A Bubble In Time
Effie had had a lot of preconceived notions about what living in Twelve with Haymitch would be like.
She had expected it to be difficult on a good day and properly awful on bad ones. She had thirteen years of experience sharing a penthouse, after all. The couple of months they had shared a room and then her apartment after the war somehow didn’t seem to count. She had only been half there in her mind and Haymitch had been walking on eggshells, desperate to take care of her in any way he could to assuage his guilt about what had happened to her during the war.
Or at least that was what she had thought.
She had run to Twelve because she had been out of options. Out of air, really. The only alternative she had been able to see at the time was of the more permanent nature and the thought of actually hurting herself had been tempting enough that it had properly scared her. She had jumped on a train and she had never looked back.
What's your headcanon for Katniss and Peeta's children?
How old was Katniss when give birth to their daughter?
How many years apart between them in age?
Your headcanon for their name?
Who gets the singing and art skill from their parent?
Bonus question : please give recs of your fav everlark post-Mockingjay fanfic.
Thank you :)
@curiousthg
✨️Oh god! I love this question, thank you so much! ✨️
My favorite headcannon is that the first daughter is very desired by both of them. And they take a long time because they want it so much. They want it to be perfect and at the right time. Pregnancy and postpartum hits Katniss very hard, it's very difficult for her. But after the baby grows a few months she starts to really enjoy being a mother. Willow is such a sweet and smart baby. Fill their house with her cries, then her laughter, then her heavy footsteps, then her questions, then her singing voice. It fills their home with life and happiness that they haven't seen in many years. Peeta and Katniss are able to enjoy life more after she is born, and they fall in love again. The first daughter makes them want a second baby (something that wasn't in the plans).
By my count, Katniss gave birth at 32 years of age, 15 years after the war. And her second child she has at 35 years old. So Rye and Willow are about 2.5 years apart.
About names... Rye and Willow! It's a name that has been circulating in the fandom for a few years and I really love it.
Rye is Peeta's deceased brother, but not only that. It's the name of a food and besides food, the other thing that keeps K&P alive is everyone they lost in the past. Rye is a tribute to those who couldn't get here. And also because when the boy is born, Peeta finds him very similar to his middle brother. A little boy makes Peeta very emotional about missing his brothers.
Willow is for the tree in the lullaby. It's a safe and happy place. Katniss decides on this name after she discovers is a girl. It's a tribute to the little girls in her life who didn't have the chance to become women. It is also a tribute to Katniss's mothers and father who named their daughters after plants, she wants to maintain the family tradition.
About who gets the talents! They both sing a lot, Katniss sang to them all the time when they were young, so they both have a love for music and they both sing. . But Wiilow has Peeta's charisma and loves being the center of attention, while Rye is very shy and only sings when he is alone. So is Willow who always clears her throat and starts singing loudly whenever she has the opportunity. She has a much more powerful voice than Katniss, sings with vigor, and has a deep voice. She's very good at that. In addition to singing, she also writes music. She starts creating rhymes about Rye, making fun of him and singing all day to make him mad. Then when she gets older, she starts to write about all her romantic disappointments. And I believe, she breaks your heart so often that her parents start to worry.
Now Peeta's artistic talents go to Rye. Rye, being a 14 year old boy, loves to say that he is actually a hunter, not an artist. But all of Rye's arches are carved with designs he made. He loves drawing and carving in wood and when he is a teenager his fingers are all injured from the amount he cuts himself doing so. He doesn't draw much on paper, but he's always creating something. Or making bread in the shape of animals. And Peeta is extremely proud about it. He wasn't able to explore his artistic talents at Rye's age, so he does what's best so the boy can. He gives him expensive art supplies for his birthday and always hangs Rye's sculptures on the wall. He's the slobberiest dad ever.
I could talk about toast babies all day.
Instead of talking about my favorite fanfics, I'm going to talk about the post-MJ fanfic I'm writing.
The fanfic is about Willow studying to be an army nurse like Prim was. The world is different now, there are no more wars, but it still makes Kantiss very nervous about the idea. So there's a lot of mother-daughter drama. Willow is very angry and rebellious and Rye is very shy and attached to his parents. It's about the Mellark family dealing with generational trauma and Peeta and Katniss trying to help their children understand the world. And how difficult it is to explain to those children who were raised with a lot of love that there is a lot of hunger and a lot of evil out there. And also about parents who have to let their children grow and mature. It's about love, it's a famfic about family.
Well, it was a very long text, but I'm very happy with this question!
CONTENT WARNING: non-graphic mention of sexual violence.
i hope y'all enjoy this chapter. it's one that's meant so much to me to write.
also, if you haven't checked out thgcommentfeast yet, stories are now ready to view! i've read a ton of them so far, and i've found some of my new favorite fics set within catching fire. so if you enjoy stories set between the 74th and 75th hunger games, this is your opportunity to show some amazing fic writers some love :)
my one-shot submission, Dusk, is up as well if you want to check it out. it's my first Peeta's POV, and, as it is canon compliant, it can be read as part of the Us Among the Living universe. i hope y'all enjoy <3
This depends on your interpretation of Coin's nature what kind of autocrat was Coin? But when Katniss killed Coin in canon did she manage to kill the idea of a totalitarian Panem in the style of 13? What are the odds that someday Coin's ideas will inspire anti democratic movements in Panem?
