FOR PRIM

the hunger games + colors

Katniss & Prim (fanart)

I have a message for President Snow; you can torture us and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground. But do you see that?

The Hunger Games: Mockingjay - Part 1 (2014)

nobody decent ever wins the games.

Cinna has turned me into a   M  o  c  k  i  n  g  j  a  y  .

  “War, terrible war. Widows, orphans, a motherless child. This was the uprising that rocked our land. Thirteen districts rebelled against the country that fed them, loved them, protected them. Brother turned on brother until nothing remained. And then came the peace, hard fought, sorely won. As people rose up from the ashes and a new era was born. But freedom has a cost. When the traitors were defeated, we swore as a nation we would never know this treason again. And so it was decreed that, each year, the various districts of Panem would offer up, in tribute, one young man and woman to fight to the death in a pageant of honor, courage and sacrifice. The lone victor, bathed in riches, would serve as a reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future.”

The Hunger Games: Mockingjay - Part 2 (2015) dir. Francis Lawrence

What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How would I spend the hours I now commit to combing the woods for sustenance if it were so easy to come by? What do they do all day, these people in the Capitol, besides decorating their bodies and waiting around for a new shipment of tributes to rill in and die for their entertainment? (insp.)

“There are much worse games to play.”

queen of archery (✿◡△◡)~★

I’m not gonna kill anybody with a sack of flour. The Hunger Games (2012) dir. Gary Ross

                                                                ♫ Are you, are you ♫                                                                 Coming to the tree?                                                         Where dead man called out                                                                 For his love to flee.                                                     Strange things did happen here                                                              No stranger would it be                                                               If we met at midnight                                                             ♫ In the hanging tree. ♫

If he wants me broken, then I will have to be whole.

I noticed the plants growing around me. Tall with leaves like arrowheads. Blossoms with three white petals. I knelt down in the water, my fingers digging into the soft mud, and I pulled up handfuls of the roots. Small, bluish tubers that don’t look like much but boiled or baked are as good as any potato. “Katniss,” I said aloud. It’s the plant I was named for.