Katniss's Narration Vs Haymitch's Narration

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Missing all them rn

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I rush back out through the door covered in sparkly raindrops, my itchy feet sighing at the feel of the cool tile in the hallway. Doors of all shapes and sizes scatter the walls, each a monument frozen in time.

I quickly turn the knob of an emerald green door with a floating leaf splashed across the front, the seconds ticking away. I slip inside, scanning everything and lodging it into my brain

A tree-shaped coat rack draped with a frog raincoat in the corner. Lime green carpet growing crusty at the tips of each piece of fuzz. A dragon stuffed animal lying on its side next to the forest-colored bed upon which sits a small girl.

I jolt backwards, panic clawing at my heart as I swallow down a scream, my back snapping against the wall across from her. Her brown hair hangs limp and greasy, head tilted forward and sunken eyes closed. Collarbones jump out of her skin like knives sticking out of the top of her mint green pajamas. She’s so thin for a second I think she must be dead.

“I’m infected,” She whispers, voice like gravel on glass, bloodshot eyes flicking upwards to lock on me. Bile rises up my throat and I fling myself towards the doorway, hands desperately clutching at the doorknob and turning, turning, turning.

It doesn’t budge.

“S-Sick?” My voice wobbles dangerously as my head grows light, everything going sparkly and sharp around me, fingers slippery with sweat as they tug at the handle uselessly, desperately.

“Infected.” She repeats, and something tells me those are two very, very different things.

Honestly, this is something that needs to be talked about more. My mom passed four years ago, and my dad still flinches when we pull out the mug she always used to use on Saturdays and talks about her like his world began and ended in the depths of her eyes. But he also has a full-blown crush on this guy he works with and comes home talking about whatever they'd discussed that day and if he should read into the guy's comment on his shirt being cute. My dad doesn't love my mom any less because he's allowing himself to entertain loving again; it doesn't even mean that he's moved on from the grief of it all.

controversial opinion but I don’t think lenore’s entrance affects hayffie canonly at all. In fact I think it actually makes me like hayffie more.

because even if haymitch will love lenore dove for the rest of his life, which he will, she’s gone, and he’s still alive. He can love her and love someone else, and that can be okay. Because love for someone who’s dead is so, so different from loving someone who’s living. Haymitch is an adult, he’s allowed to contain a multitude of feelings and have complex emotions about multiple people. effie isn’t trying to take Lenore Dove’s place, they have their own, new, different thing, and that has meaning, too. The way that Haymitch loves Effie doesn’t detract from how much he loves Lenore, and vise versa.

Peoples relationships can be different and equally important. (human relationships usually don’t fit in the strict boxes we make for them, but that’s a different post.) Haymitch doesn’t love either Effie or Lenore more, and saying that he can only love one like loving a person is a thing that can be scaled on a pyramid is kinda awful. Haymitch loves Lenore, but she’s dead, not to mention the fact that Effie herself is an entirely different person than Lenore was.

not being in active grief doesn’t mean he doesn’t remember her, or doesn’t still miss her, or loves her less then he loves Effie. It just means he found something for him to love in life, too, and I personally think lenore herself would love that. She wouldn’t have wanted Haymitch to stay yearning about her forever; the whole point of ending the games was so there could be a better future. I think it works better if they both exist, because both ships are unique and beautiful in their own way.

and even if it didn’t complement hayffie really well, you’re allowed to ship whatever you like without caring about wether or not it’s canon.

human relationships are nebulous and nonlinear (the same way everything about humans are) and you can have completely unique feelings about two different people. it isn’t like you have an inventory slot for people you love and then once there’s something in it it’s full, nuance exists

This is actually accurate I can't believe it. My favorite type of fic, and it's my life.

This is the closure I needed. The happy ending is here everyone.

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Currently obsessed with the idea of established-dovesso a bit after the movie with an annual Ever-Never Ball every year having a fierce competition as to which one can do the most epic prom-posal before the other. And like all the students know and are super into it, every year anticipating who's going to beat the other and get in the best proposal first and screaming their heads off when it finally happens. And it makes it so funny because now when Lesso suggests Dovey and her try out the wishfish and Lesso sticks her finger in it and it spells out "WILL YOU GO TO THE BALL WITH ME?" in giant sparkly letters Dovey groans because her plans are foiled and begrudgingly agrees, already plotting away for next year, but there's a little part inside of her that's still jumping around like a schoolgirl and it's clear in her eyes when she kisses her tall idiot to seal the deal. And each year they have to top each other, and it just gets more and more intense and ridiculous and I just love them so much oh my god.

A very real not at all made up deleted scene