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“That’s when we hear Maysilee begin to scream. The alliance is over and she broke it off, so no one could blame him for ignoring her. But Haymitch runs for her, anyway. He arrives only in time to watch the last of a flock of candy pink birds, equipped with long, thin beaks, skewer her through the neck. He holds her hand while she dies, and all I can think of is Rue and how I was too late to save her, too.” - Catching Fire

I made myself sad over Haymitch & Katniss parallels. )’:  (where’s my second quarter quell prequel movie/series @ god)

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“Ember Abernathy, daughter of two Victors, volunteers for the 74th Games to ensure her reaped brother survives. After her Gamemaker sister sabotages the arena and rebellion erupts, Ember and Cato lead 24 tributes in the wild, hoping to reach District 13 as the other Abernathys fight for their family.”

Lots of attention on canon character backstory, friendship, and world-building.

Pairings: Cato/OC, Haymitch/Maysilee, Marvel/Foxface, Seneca Crane/OC, etc.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10911453/1/The-Sweetest-Mockery

(Because I felt like making photosets and no other reason)

1) One time, when Haymitch was drunk, he walked around the town and came across Madge. He stopped and looked at her for a second, and she asked what was wrong. Suddenly, he began to scream, he began to shout at her, crying, asking her why she had left him alone. Asking why she had to die, why he lived. He was disgusted at himself, to cowardly to kill himself and join her, which was what he wanted. Madge began to cry, not knowing what was happening, and Haymitch stopped, walked over to her and said "Don't cry, Maysilee. I'm sorry." Then she realised.
Coin and her family used to live in District 12. When she was in her 20's, happy and married, she watched helplessly as her 17 year old sister was dragged into the Second Quarter Quell. She watched helplessly as her sister died. And she watched helplessly as her husband, a few years later, died as well. Coin kept her last name and moved to the District under the ground, eventually becoming president. There, no one would know her secret. There, no one would know she was the older sister of Maysilee Donner.

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“they didn’t have the same luck of Katniss and Peeta. One of them had to die. They had their victor. But when Haymitch woke up because of arena’s nightmares, none were there for him.”

Haymitch adjusted his position among the tree, staying guard at night was no fun. He wondered how he got himself into this mess. Double the tributes, less of a chance to win. Double the careers, and double the deaths.

He often found himself staring down at the girl next to him, easily distracted by her beauty. He knew he was in deep, yet he kept her along. Maysilee Donner, the mayors sister. Haymitch knew that her life was worth more than his own. So he decided that he would be the one to save her if the timing comes, and die for her if they were the last tributes.

Haymitch snuck his hand under the blanket and grabbed a hold of his, his senses falling as he could hear her heart beat, and he vowed that it wouldn’t stop anytime soon.

So as he watched the 74th Annual Hunger Games in the mentors room, he promised Peeta that he could get them both out alive. Because he was once too, a star crossed lover.

Mockingjay Manor - Ch 2

Find Part one here.

We asked, you voted overwhelmingly to send Katniss and friends into the strange old manor house she’s inherited. What adventures await them inside? Let’s find out, shall we? As always, you’ll have 48 hours to vote (in the comments or reblogs, NOT in the tags!), until Noon EDT on Thursday, September 7th.

This week’s installment was crafted by the incomparable @jennagill (who asked that we give a shout out to @papofglencoe for her invaluable assistance.) Hang on folks, here we go…



“C’mon Katniss. We’ll take a look around, assess the needs, and come back tomorrow with a more informed game plan,” Peeta promises.

“Yeah, and maybe we can start on the demo,” Johanna says, rubbing her hands together and no doubt wanting to stick her axe in a wall.

“Who said anything about demo??” I squawk. “Maybe I want to restore this house to its former glory,” I say. It’s all still a little surreal to me. Inheriting this manor with $500,000 to fix it up in six months and the possibility gaining half of the estate if I’m successful sounds like a dream. Of course, if I don’t complete Uncle Haymitch’s task, then it all goes away and Peeta and I will return to the quiet life we had before the reading of the will.

“There’s always an opportunity for demo,” Finnick says, snapping me out of my thoughts. “This house was likely built in the turn of the century. It’s probably going to need foundation repair, new plumbing, bringing the electrical up to code, new roof, and new windows,” Finnick finishes, listing the top tasks off with his hands.

“Do you have a second career as a contractor that we don’t know about?” Peeta jokes.

“Nah, just watched a lot of This Old House,” Finnick says.

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