Katniss always knew she'd meet her soulmate in the Hunger Games. So she planned for it. She planned for everything. Except for who her soulmate was.

A year after the collapse of the 31st arena, a new games has begun, and the victors are planning to make sure to take down the Captiol and their lies. SYOT OPEN

In silence, the first tick of the clock rings out. Dawn rises, but the Hunger Games steadily grind onward. The tributes stand in preparation for the journey ahead and Seneca Crane stretches out his hand. The gears slip forward and Gadget knows that the first hour is here.

For all that glitters is not gold. Welcome to the 97th Hunger Games. SYOT closed, readers always welcome :)

"It feels like insanity. Perhaps, that's exactly what it is." The third installment of The Cut Verse (SYOC).

Cuando la peor pesadilla de Katniss se cumple, ella no duda en dar la vida por salvar a su hermana. Sin embargo, pronto descubrirá que ganar los Juegos es solo el comienzo y que los amigos se enconden en los lugares más inesperados. (Este fic es un AU en el que Peeta no es elegido. Katniss x Finnick).

When Katniss' worst nightmare becomes real, she doesn't hesitate to save her sister's life. However, she will soon discover that winning the Games is just the beginning and that friends are found in the most unexpected places. (AU in which Peeta is never reaped. Katniss x Finnick).

It had been nearly half a century since the rebellion, but after last year's unprecedented Games, everyone is on high alert. The Capitol is more determined than ever to put the districts in their place and ensure that this year's batch of tributes go down in Hunger Games' history. Nobody will see this coming. (SYOT Closed)

Timotheus Mellark and Timotheus Sinterguth are twin cousins. One of them lives in Panem, the other one in Central Europe, about one century after the final rebellion. Both are shy and kind of nerds and have big troubles finding a girlfriend. However, fate has big plans for them; let's find out how this works out. AU, with references to the real story.

Effie Trinket has been training for the moment when she is to go to Panem, what was once North America, and gather more information about The Hunger Games to report back to her superiors. What she finds instead might not just help to gain intelligence on the Games, but put an end to them altogether.

Another year, another Games. Another group of tributes will lose their lives to the Capitol. But one, one will be welcomed back with open arms. [SYOT CLOSED]

There's but one problem with that mask. For it to work, the victor must have two essential things; haunting vivid memories and loved ones they would trade their lives to protect. One without the other is to no use. So when Olive Navin Cresta survives the 69th Hunger Games with no recollection of her time in the Arena, the mask gets destroyed before it's even placed.

A rebellion was sparked during the 95th Hunger Games. Panem almost fell. But the Capitol squashed the rebellion, extinguishing any hope at a new future. Now, President Pitheart is in charge, and he refuses to allow Panem to break. With all his victors on a tight leash, he's about to welcome 24 new tributes to the 110th Hunger Games. It'll certainly be a year to remember.(Open SYOT)

The woman was born in a world of velvety white. Her world was a finite thing. Four walls of padded fabric that was oh so soft under her fingertips, a cold hard floor and a ceiling too high to touch. It was silent in her world. (hayffie, effie centric, canon divergence)

There's always more to the game than merely playing by the rules; that's why Career districts win the Hunger Games so often. Even for them, however, nothing is ever guaranteed.

And the SYOTs keep coming and they don't stop coming and they don't stop coming and they don't stop coming. More or less full

"Sink me in the river, at dawn; send me away with the words of a love song." A shattered Panem rests on the shoulders of a faltering poet, while a betrothed sews an invisible plan, and all the while the Games go on and on. Nobody knows it, but things are about to change. (SYOT Closed!)

After years of boring twists, the Capitol has had enough of the Gamemakers' attempts to entertain them. They want blood, and that's what they get when the newest twist is announced: for the 117th Games, tributes will be Reaped as pairs of siblings. Luna Brimstone hasn't spoken to her brother in two years, and she longs to see him; at last, it seems her wish could finally come true.

"As a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest among them cannot overcome the power of the Capitol, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors." Catching Fire from the perspective of the victors across the districts and a reflection on their centrality to the rebellion. There's more to the Hunger Games than Katniss Everdeen.

It is time for the the One-Thousandth Hunger Games, the Fortieth Quarter Quell. One thousand one hundred and fifty two tributes go into the arena, and only one will survive. Slight alternate universe to The Victors' Tales. I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES. IT IS SUZANNE COLLINS CREATION.

A talking, happy-go-lucky giraffe swaps places with Effie just before the 74th Hunger Games, Freaky-Friday style. Oblivious to Panem's way of life, she unknowingly interferes with the Games' events, then busts 4 tributes out of the arena. With the authorities looking for them, the giraffe must now get the tributes to safety—but first she'll have to help them trust each other.

Roselyn Larson won her Games five years ago, and her life has since then become a never-ending trial. Forced into the dark underbelly of Capitol society, she doesn't have much to live for. Until, that is, she meets Cato Hadley, the newest Victor who is pleasantly naïve about the horrors of the Capitol. Cato/OC

In the arena, death is a dear friend. This is a lesson this year's 24 tributes will learn before their time is up. Will they emerge victorious? Or will they fall into her arms? [SYOT Open]

A darker tale, in an alternate universe, of the final years of the Capitol's reign through the eyes of a previous victor. Certain chapters will have trigger warnings.

One's fire has been reduced to ash by his time in the arena. One is caught in a web of impossible expectations. When pushed together by a force outside their control, there is only hatred between them… at first. (Post-victory fic.)