The missing moment from Hunger Games when Peeta and Haymitch come up with the idea to pretend Peeta and Katniss are in love for the cameras

Estamos cara a cara, pero no nos miramos a los ojos. Somos como fuego y lluvia. Tú puedes volverme loco, pero no puedo enojarme contigo por nada. Regalo para Nina Berry. Nada me pertenece. Para el Intercambio "Debajo del árbol" del foro El diente de león.

I miss you.

Este fic participa en el minireto de enero del Torneo Entre Distritos En La Arena, del foro Hasta EL Final De La Pradera.

In which Peeta doesn't make it out of the Arena, but Cato does, and Katniss comes to the conclusion that if you wanna make an omelet, you gotta break some eggs. Eventual Catoniss. Please read it even if you don't ship it. I promise I'll make it worth your while.

Este fic participa en el "Minireto de enero" para el "Torneo entre Distritos en la Arena", del foro "Hasta el final de la Pradera".

Doy un giro para comenzar la matanza, sintiéndome aún más fuerte: este es el momento de demostrar todo lo que sé, no dejaré a la debilidad escapar. Hay una figura extraña, la de una mujer. Resulta sorprendente, por el hecho de que aquí sólo debería haber chicas, no mujeres. Se da la vuelta y logro ver su figura...

It's the 47th Hunger Games. 24 tributes fight to the death for the sick entertainment of the Capitol. Only one will emerge alive. Will this lone Victor come out a winner? Or will they have suffered a fate worse than death? SYOT, open.

*Movie Sinsajo 2! verse* La risa que pretendía ser sardonica, pero cargada de desesperanza, que soltó Snow mientras moría era uno de los pocos recuerdos gratos que Katniss conservaba de su paso inmortal por los Juegos del Hambre. *Drabble*

A series of oneshots/snippets, in no particular order, of how Cassia Abernathy affected her father's lonely life.

La muerte es lo único de lo que podemos estar seguros, no importa si eres de los distritos o del Capitolio, un día todos moriremos. Este fic participa en el minireto de enero del Torneo entre Distritos en la Arena del foro "Hasta el final de la Pradera".

Modern AU. Vignettes from a transformative period in Katniss' life, her downstairs neighbor's piano playing, dealing with jobs, breakups, new romances. (Everlark Endgame. T for language and some adult situations.)

In the real world that we all live in a sick man, who fell in love with a worldwide phenomenon book series, decides to recreate it in real life scenario. Emma, who was taken to the arena to fight for her life must make the hard decision of whether she will kill her only friends in a place unknown to her. Will Emma allow this man to use her by kill more innocents? Low M rating

Peeta Mellark, warm, gentle boy with the bread. Now captured by the Capitol. How does he become the viscious, subhuman thing unleashed upon Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire whom he had once loved? Rated strong T for torture.

This is a very late New Year's fic I included in "Winter in Panem" over on tumblr. What happens when Peeta tries to help out hours before company is suppose to come? Canon...

This is a series of drabbles starring our faves, Katniss and Peeta. I first posted these on Tumblr, but also decided to post them over here too, so that they will all be together. Each chapter is a different little "one-shot" of a prompt.

Son hermosas, tanto que no podrías imaginar cuanto a menos que las hayas visto alguna vez. En medio de la noche, cinco minutos cada año, el día de Navidad, un día después de mi quinto cumpleaños. Esta historia forma parte del reto "Celebrando en Panem" Distrito 5, del Foro "El diente de león"

This story is based on a show I am currently working on: Carlisle Floyd's 1950s American aria, Susannah, which, in turn, is based on the Apocyphal tale of Susannah and the Elders in the Bible. Note: for any lines of dialogue, assume that the characters are singing them. Remember, this is based on an opera. As you might imagine, there are no Hunger Games in this alternate reality.

"Enviar una carta es una manera de trasladarse a otro lugar sin mover nada, salvo el corazón". Serie de pequeñas cartas escritas por un corazón anhelante para el hombre que amó. [Regalo para Ale Santamaría] [Amiga mía, ¡Feliz Navidad!]

When Katniss and others came back to their calm and harmonious life; however, long after Paylor's presidency over the Panem, it seems that politics began to corrupt and the conflict among these left districts broke out again. They fight for the disparity of their living condition and this time, a brand-new generation is going to solve this crux, unfair trade relationship bravely.

Still no Girl on Fire. Still no Boy With the Bread. But Brutal, Bloody Cato is back. And he's burning even more slowly. For a Dead Girl Walking.

Katniss and Peeta welcome their daughter into the world. Inspired by Sweetest Devotion by Adele.

The Capital thought I was one of them. They were wrong. The rebellion thought I was one of them. They were wrong. The human race thought I was one of them. They too were wrong. My whole life I was believed to be someone I wasn't, by myself included. I am done with that though. My real life begins now.

The night before going into the Arena for the Third Quarter Quell, Katniss wakes up from a nightmare and Peeta rushes in to comfort her. Inspired by All I Ask by Adele.

This is an the hunger games in an alternante dimension where Katniss never existed. Please Enjoy!