i love when the lambs are still nursing but they are lifting mom off the ground in the process

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i love when the lambs are still nursing but they are lifting mom off the ground in the process

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I finished Sunrise on The Reaping yesterday… I had to draw something about it
I can almost hear Haymitch groaning as I team up with this wispy child. But I want her. Because she's a survivor, and I trust her, and why not admit it? She reminds me of Prim.
The Hunger Games, Chapter 15, pg 281
Then he'd be a hypocrite, he teamed up with Louella, Lou Lou, Ampert, Maysilee, and Wellie. He followed bunnies and adopted district 6 cus they were dove grey. If anything he's going:
Haymitch: *from the control room* SWEETHEART! PLEASE STOP ACTING LIKE ME! DO BETTER.
It was giving "600 strike" so I had to draw it (pretend I drew the other 25)
edit: tumblr murdered the quality to click to see better
Wellie: But what about Haymitch?
Maysilee: Don't worry about him.
Maysilee: I once watched him fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating his cornbread like nothing happened

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I cannot be the only one who read SOTR and imagined 16yo Haymitch as Woody Harrelson the whole time. Right? Just me?
Listen, I SWEAR I tried to imagine him differently. Unfortunately, 42yo, blond Haymitch was thrown into the arena alongside 47 12-18yo kids.
// SOTR Spoilers
I keep thinking about Haymitch, Wellie and Silka around the tree at the end of the Games. I would give anything to know what went through Silka's mind when Haymitch dropped that chocolate. Surely her first thought was that they were trying to ambush her and her luck had run out. But when she found out it was a treat did she think it was a mistake? We know she's overcome by the reality of the Games, but we also hear that she stops crying. I can only think about her sitting there, mind swarming with all the violence and ill-will she was raised with as a Career. It must've been jarring to see that all the propaganda she was taught didn't peak when it should've. I wonder what happened to her between that night and the day after when she kills Wellie. It's such an interesting contrast because they go from one of the kindest actions in the book to the most cruel one.
Do you think she was mad at them for having sympathy? I imagine the Careers watch the Games every year and that a lot of them are disgusted when their District representatives die. Because surely there were other Games, before Katniss and Peeta's, where moments like Rue getting buried in flowers made the final cut. I think about her talking about their strategies with her friends, promising herself to never get caught up in the temporary kindnesses and alliances she saw on TV. Because kindness doesn't make you strong.
I think the reason Silka stops crying is because she thinks she's remembered who the enemy is. But growing up closest to the Capitol has left her too brainwashed. To the point where the enemy can't be the Capitol itself. It's not the strength she spent years building to support it, or the riches they've always dangled in front of her, tauntingly. It's those kids she saw on TV making the Games into something they never intended them to be. It's a girl starving to death in a tree, and a boy risking his life to make her last moments more bearable. It's a single ball of chocolate from someone who has nothing left to give.