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Haven’t really drawn anything new these past weeks because of school so have a compilation of Hunger Games art of some of the Victors both OCs and canon
STRANGER THINGS X HUNGER GAMES AU
The order that the members of the party won their games:
1. Jonathan (13) District 8
2. Steve (14) District 4
3. Will (12) District 8
4. Max (13) District 12 / Lucas (13) District 7 (they won on a quarter quell, 2 people could win that year)
5. Eddie (17) District 12
6. Nancy (17) District 1
7. Robin (18) District 5
8. Mike (17) District 1
9. Dustin (18) District 3
10. Erica (16) District 7
As you can see I changed their ages a bit.
Their ages: (sort of)
Steve, Jonathan, and Eddie are the same age (oldest)
Nancy and Robin are 1 year younger than Steve, Jonathan, and Eddie (middle)
Will, Mike, Lucas, Max, and Dustin are 2 years younger than Nancy and Robin and 3 years younger than Steve, Jonathan, and Eddie. (Also, middle)
Erica is 3 years younger than Lucas. (Youngest)
El/Jane is a mutation created by the capital that got out of their control and ended up in the arena in Mike's year. She is a year younger than Mike.
STRANGER THINGS X HUNGER GAMES AU LUCAS SINCLAIR TRIBUTE FROM DISTRICT 7
Lucas was reaped the same year as Max and her stepbrother Billy. After the gong went off, he ran to the cornucopia and only managed to grab a small hand axe before escaping. He eventually found the siblings and started watching them to see if he should ally with them or direct the careers to them. He ended up saving Max's life and teaming up with them in the end.
When a mutation was released into the arena, he and Max watched Billy die fighting the mut to save them, and he tried to console Max the best he could. He stuck by her side for the rest of the games and was willing to die for her or next to her if it came down to it.
He never expected to survive the games and had already said goodbye to his family. He just didn't want to die horribly or painfully for his little sister's sake. This is why he ran towards the cornucopia, but ended up making it out because he still had some self-preservation and a will to live.
Awesome! I love it 🤩
'leave me still, beneath the earth'
a gold foiled piece i drew for around gallery's show 'laws of nature' ◡̈
if u're in singapore, u can check out the amazing artwork in the show and maybe even pick up a copy of the works on display or other goods while u're at it!
thank u so much to around gallery for inviting me and for printing my piece!
FIERCE HBIC SPILLING THAT ACID TRUTH...
AAAHH LOOK WHAT I GOT!!!
district seven → lumber
“this beautiful district is lush with trees, from which these citizens supply our lumber and paper. the people of district seven are hardworking and down-to-earth.”
my district ofcc
thinking ab how the first time i opened the lamina tag on ao3 there was only 13 fics… and now there’s 108
they grow up so fast 🥺
thinking ab how the first time i opened the lamina tag on ao3 there was only 13 fics… and now there’s 108
they grow up so fast 🥺
the heart wants what it want; treech
pairings: mentor!treech x reaped!reader
warnings; angst, super short (i have exams T-T)
summary; treech, the 10th hunger games victor, and most importantly, your boyfriend came back from the hunger games in your honor. he has killed for you, done anything in the world only to return to you and your comfort, only to go through the same pain again.
word count; 382
a/n; i made treech the winner of the games and also set it two years later, like snow became dr gaul's mentor after the first games and he suggested having the tributes as the mentors to keep things in control n stuff.
ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ!! | ⁿᵃᵛⁱᵍᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ!!
— You stood in your place as you watched Treech stand up on the stage, being the only mentor as he was the only victor. You stood in your brown dress overalls and his shirt, the shirt he had worn during his games. A token of good love he always said.
Just as the announcer placed her hand into the bowl, your heart beated faster, and faster, then suddenly stopped as she opened the paper. "Y/n L/n!" She announced. You couldn't comprehend with had happened, standing still as Treech's eyes widened, he searched for you, finding you frozen as he attempted to stop the tears in his eyes.
You walked along the passage, climbing up the stairs as Treech stared at you. He watched as you barely managed to wall correctly, tripping as he quickly caught you, holding you up as you stood waiting for the male tribute.
"Hey baby, it's okay, I won't let anyone hurt you, I promise." He whispered into your ear as you bit back tears. You remembered watching Treech in the games, the Snakes nearly killing him as they killed Lucy Gray and well, you were terrified as he climbed up the wall. You remembered him coughing, almost choking to death, you watched Lamina, your best friend die and Treech blaming himself for it.
You remembered what it was like watching him play the games two years ago, only now you'd go through it. You didn't know if you were as strong or as motivated as him. He placed his hand into yours and rubbed your shoulders as his breaths shallowed. As the male tribute was announced you felt wierry. His breath hitched as he looked at the tribute. You looked beside him to realize it was his best friend. Theo.
It was now clear as day, he had to choose between his lover and best friend, in a way he wished he never had to. You looked up to watch your family weep as his family looked in shock. Treech's mother stared at you, shaking her head as she stared at you then looked over at her son.
"I'm sorry baby." Treech cried as you both walked off towards the train, it was the end, you were going into the games that destroyed him two years ago.
ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵈ'ˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒˡᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ -> ᵗʳᵉᵉᶜʰ
ᵖᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: jealous!mentor!treech x tribute!reader
ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: angst, swearing, spicy themes, treech's pov (im not sorry).
ˢᵘᵐᵐᵃʳʸ: treech wished he was with you, yet what boiled his blood was the fact that someone else was with you.
ʷᵒʳᵈᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: 1085 words
ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ!! | ⁿᵃᵛⁱᵍᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ!!
–> Treech hugged his knees as he looked blankly onto the white walls of the train, on his bed. He felt guilty, knowing that you were suffering in a train that had more waste and illnesses then the streets of every district combined.
He refused to eat the food they had offered him, he knew he was starving and he was about to fall asleep, only to be reminded of banging and screams. His luck, his room had been beside the tribute's train.
He could hear everyone's cries, the one that stuck out to him was a certain girl screaming his name in her sleep, followed by the male tribute of the 2nd district comforting you. It boiled his skin, it made him want to rip off the doors and take you in right in front of him.
He heard a knock on the door, and he looked up to find the mentor of District 2. He bit his lip as she entered, he made room for her as she sat down on the bed, a plate of food in her hands.
"Hey, we all figured you might be hungry." She smiled as she placed the food, he shook his head, turning around to lay on his side. "I know it's hard, my sister is in the games."
"I'm sorry," Treech muttered, the girl sighed before standing up. Staring at the boy before shaking her head.
"It's okay, what happens in there, happens, I know. So uh, please eat, I don't think your little girlfriend wouldn't like you not eating." The mentor said as she walked out, leaving Treech alone with his thoughts, he heard whispers. He quickly stood up to follow the voice.
"Treech?" You whispered through the walls, he gasped as he heard your voice.
"Y/n?" He whispered back as you let out cries. He hushed you, placing his hand on the wall as he chuckled. "I'm just glad you're still alive."
"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Mateo just fell asleep so I decided to try talking to you, guys it worked." You answered and he felt even more enraged. It was as if you read his mind as you answered his question. "Mateo is from District 2, he's helped me get comfortable here, I still have your vest."
"Good, try to get some sleep love, you'll need it," Treech muttered. You sighed before muttering a goodnight, Treech could hear Mateo call you over to him to 'keep you warm'. It enraged him more and more. He should be the one with you, not some random hooligan from District 2.
-> Treech quickly ran out of the train, awaiting for the peacekeepers to unlock the train as he stood outside waiting for you, calling your name. You heard him, walking towards him as he wrapped a hand around your waist, the other grasping at the underside of your breast, the side Mateo happened to stand at.
He watched as the peacekeepers ordered all the tributes to enter the van that was parked for them, a separate one for the mentors on the other side. He watched you take Mateo's hand as Theo turned to Treech and gave him a shrug.
The whole ride Treech had thought of one thing. Mateo holding you close to him, why would he be so close to you, why would you allow him? It seemed as if the other mentors read his mind as a few snickered as he clung onto the railing harder and harder with each thought. He snapped his head towards his fellow mentors, his face scrunching. "What?" He spat out as the other mentors raised their hands.
"Your girl will be safer in a van filled with our people than inside the arena, don't worry." District 11's mentor snickered. Treech crossed his arms, stuttering as he attempted to find the words.
"I, uh, shut up!" He groaned as he could hear the other mentors bicker and bully the boy. After a while, the bickering turned into him talking about you with so much love in his tone.
"And yeah she's the prettiest girl I've ever seen, but she's also kind and smart and funny and she's-." Treech was quickly cut off with the doors opening as he walked out, watching as the peacekeepers shoved you onto the floor, Treech walked over, helping you up as he gave a glare at the peacekeeper.
"Thanks." You muttered before hugging the boy. You placed a kiss on his cheek, holding his arm as you walked over to the building filled with rooms. Each mentor owned his own room as the tributes shared one tiny bathroom that all 24 of you had to share, no beds provided, not even a rug, just a plain wooden cold floor whose planks were rotten with insects and pus.
Treech's heart ached as he stared at your living conditions. He would admit, he would prefer this old room instead of the zoo but it hurt him deep inside knowing that his princess would sleep on the cold floor all alone while he had the privilege of a bed.
He instantly grabbed your hand, walking you to his room as the mentors snickered. A few tributes turned to their friends and Treech couldn't help but smirk as he heard Mateo ask about the two of you.
He opened his door, pinning you against it on the other side as kissed your lips. He was touch-starved, kissing you as if it was the last moment you two had together, which might be. He needed you to know how much he loved you. "Treech, are you okay?" You asked the mentor who stopped to look at you. At this exact moment, it had all sunk in. He might never see you again, this could be your last week alive with him. He couldn't stop his tears from welling into his eyes as he sat down on the bed.
You quickly sat beside the boy. You placed your hand onto the boy's cold one, looking at him. He felt greedy. He had spent so much time thinking about how you were with someone else and not how you felt about the games, remembering the moment he was picked.
"Hey, I'm coming back to you, I promise." You whispered as he cried into your shoulder, unable to spill another word. You couldn't help yourself but join in, allowing him to wrap his arms around you as you felt his warm embrace, knowing this might be the last.
Katniss x fem reader
Fluff and angst
Tw: Mention of Prim reaper
My first langauge isn't English, So apoligizes if theirs any misspellings, or bad grammar
Katniss had been sitting in district twelve incredibly stressed. After he first games she had been more alert, more stressed, More on edge. She could barely get any sleep at night, but at least she had you. You calmed her and helped her remember to keep her head space clear. She tried to be around you as much as she possibly could.
She remembered during the first reaping, when her sister got picked she was stood beside you. When Effie had her hand in the bowl to pick the female tribute she had grabbed your hand out of nervousness her eyes still fixated on her sister. She remembered it like it was yesterday. Her sisters name being called her volunteering for her. She remembered looking at your face the entire time she was on the stage, It brought her comfort, and helped her keep her voice steady when she had to talk. When she was in the arena you were most of what she could think about. Your h/c Hair, Your e/c Eyes, The way
Your smile went on your face when you talked about something you enjoyed. All she wanted was to get home, Get home to you. The day she came back she saw Prim on gales shoulder's and smiled at her, then her eyes searched for you, once she set her eyes on you, she felt hear body relax.
Coming back to the present moment she had been up all night, not being able to sleep from all the stress she had been under, she had decided to head outside and pick some roses for her sister, as she crouched down started to pick some she heard a familiar voice, It was your voice. You sat down beside her and placed a hand on her back in a comforting way, "How are you holding up?" You asked She turned her head to you giving her full attention.
"I'm alright. Are you alright?" she asked, You nodded your head "Yes, I'm alright thank you for asking". she picked a few more roses and handed you one "Keep it, it's for you" She said. You smiled and held it before standing up "It's beautiful Kat, thank you". Katniss smiled putting the others ones she had in her hand together so she could carry them all in one hand. "could you.. come back with me? Hang out for a bit? Prim's been asking about you, she wants to see you." It wasn't a full lie, Prim had been asking about you, But mainly she wanted you to come over. however she wouldn't admit it if asked.
She waited for an answer and once you nodded she practically snatched your hand and started walking back inside. Katniss saw Prim in the kitchen and smiled at her. "I'll be right back" katniss said to you, heading into her room to grab a few things. You sat down at the kitchen table "Hello y/n!, How are you" Prim asked "I'm good, how are you prim?" You asked, Prim smiled "I'm doing great! I've been working more on my medical knowledge!", "amazing job prim" you told her, you started tapping your fingers on the table. Katniss came out of her room she had changed clothes and put her hair in her usual braid. She knew the capitol wanted to say some words later and she wasn't very happy about it. When the time came and you had left, she was sitting in the living room with peeta and haymitch watching the tv, and when it was announced that they'd be going back she freaked out.
She didn't know what to do, She got up and left, Heading out of district bounds like she usually would to clear her head. When she came back she saw you waiting by the fence for her return. She looked at you "What are you doing?" she asked. "I was waiting on you, finally your back" You said, katniss looked at you and sighed. She walked up to you and wrapped her arms around you in a hug.
"I'm sorry, I panicked." she said, you nodded and hugged her back "It's okay, I promise" you said before continuing "Your sisters been asking for you, go see her okay?" Katniss nodded at your words and headed back. She talked to prim, and then haymitch, before lastly talking to peeta. She didn't like the whole fake dating thing, mainly because she didn't have feelings for peeta. As much as she wanted to lie to herself the person she had feelings for is you, But she knew their wasn't much she could do, she had to keep on this acting facade with peeta or things would come crumbling down. However she was determined, Absolutely determined to tell you before the quarter quell reaping.
A few hours before the reaping she made her way to your house, she knocked at the door several times, it felt like she was waiting for years, when you finally opened the door she grabbed your hand "can I talk to you?, please?" Katniss asked. You stared with confusion "Aren't you supposed to be getting ready?" you asked. Katniss shook her head before replying "Yes but I want to talk to you". "Katniss, go get ready. we can talk af-" She cut you off by putting one of her hands on your cheek and kissing you. It was passionate, and sweet.
She stopped after a couple seconds, taking a deep breathe and looking at you. You stood their not really knowing how to react, a smile crept onto you face and katniss sighed in relief before hugging you "I had to see you one last time before I left" She said she kept her arms wrapped around you for a bit. Mainly what you loved about her is how she acting towards you, She was super mysterious, and sometimes cold to people she didnt know or like, But her deamoner was entirely different around you.
To katniss, you were the girl of her dreams. The love of her life. And to be honest she was the love of yours. Katniss finally let go and kissed the top of your head before walking off. You smiled and headed inside wondering if what just happened was you dreaming or not. When the time came for the quarter quell reaping katniss stood on the stage staring blankly. She was zoned out,
She didn't know what to do. When her name was called she just stood their. And after peeta volunteered for haymitch they started being tooken away, She started hitting their arms "No! no! I get to say goodbye! I want to say goodbye!, Bye prim!, Bye y/n!" she screamed as she was dragged off with peeta, Only to be put in a train headed to the capital a few minutes later.
Hii I love the way u write the treech and reader storys and I was wondering if u can make a romantic lamina and treech story💗💗 thank youuu
A/n: Aww thank you!! I struggled to write Lamina, not gonna lie, but I think it turned out okay.
Warnings: angst
Paring: Treech x Lamina
Word Count: 849
“Lamina!” Treech called up to her. “Come down, you’re going to be late!”
He would have thought she hadn’t heard him if he hadn’t seen her eyes flit down to him. Realizing she wasn’t climbing down, Treech latched onto one of the branches and began climbing up to where Lamina was sitting.
“C’mon, it’s Reaping Day. You gonna show up with leaves in your hair again,” Treech said, flicking a strand of her hair.
Lamina, ever soft-spoken, replied, “I’ll be down soon. Just need a minute.” She turned back to staring at the sky. Treech couldn't understand why she liked looking at it, but it made her happy.
Treech could sense she wasn’t in the mood to talk. Lamina always took Reaping Day hard. He decided it’d be best to give her space, “All right, I’m off, see you after.” He said, patting her knee before beginning to climb down.
When he reached the ground, he was out of breath. He honestly did not know how Lamina could climb so high. Making his way back to the trail, he wondered if he should stop by the market and pick up something nice for dinner. It’d be a nice way to celebrate.
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When he arrived home, a warm bath was waiting for him. He scrubbed off the grime that collected while he was out and about. It always surprised Treech how much could accumulate out in the forest.
When finished, he slips on one of his dressier shirts and a worn gray blazer. While he’s adjusting his appearance in the mirror, his mom walks up behind him.
“You look handsome,” his mom says, pinching his cheek affectionately.
A smile stretched across Treech’s face, making him feel like a young boy again.
His mom walked over to the dresser, pulling out his dad’s old hat, “I want you to wear this,” she said as she placed it on his head.
Feeling choked up, Treech nodded, pulling his mom into a hug, “I’ll see you after.”
Walking out the door, he followed the rest of District 7 to the reaping
square. Having to stand in the crowded square was his least favorite part of the reaping…well, besides possibly getting picked. Treech’s thoughts couldn’t help but trail to Lamina; she hated crowds more than him, and he wondered how she was holding up.
Treech scanned the crowd for her. He spotted her near the edge of the girl section. Fear is plastered across her face as she fidgets nervously. “Nothing bad is going to happen to you.” Treech wishes he could whisper to her.
After what feels like an eternity, the mayor steps on stage and begins to read. Treech doesn’t bother to pay attention anymore; it's the same story every year. He only tunes back in when it’s time to draw the girls’ names.
The mayor reached in and dug through the slips of paper before pulling one out. He crossed back over to the microphone and read out the name, Lamina. You could’ve heard a pin drop. It was so silent.
Someone might as well have punched him in the stomach. He can’t breathe. The mayor must’ve read the slip wrong, Treech repeated like a mantra. They can’t have called Lamina. He almost convinced himself that was the case until a familiar auburn stumbled out of the crowd.
Treech felt the panic rising in his chest. He’d never felt this helpless before. She looked so fragile standing on the stage. He nearly sobbed when he saw she did have leaves in her hair. Everything in him was screaming at him to grab her and shield her from all the bad in the world.
Lamina couldn’t die for them. He won’t be able to handle watching her become another unwilling sacrifice for the Capitol.
Please, don’t take her away from me.
He was too lost in thought to even notice when the mayor moved on to the boys until he heard his name ringing across the square. A numbness settled in him; he felt as if he were in a dream, looking down on everything, not even in control of his body as he made his way to the stage.
Once on stage, he thinks that he’s never felt more exposed. The entirety of District 7’s eyes are on him. Next to him, he can feel Lamina’s sobs coming out in full force. Wanting to provide some comfort, he reached his hand for her to hold. She took it and gripped it as if it were her lifeline.
His own tears threatened to spill out. They were being sent to the Hunger Games. Oh god, he doesn't want to die…not like this.
He was too in shock to even fight back when the Peacekeepers dragged them off stage and tossed them towards the station. Lamina surprised him, though she fought them every step of the way, squirming against their grip.
Despite her struggle and his lack thereof, it didn’t matter because the Peacekeepers shoved them inside a cattle cart and locked the doors, leaving them in the dark.