haymitch + mr. everdeen + mr. hawthorne, growing up seamHere's the thing if you grow up Seam: when you're born close enough together, you're stuck. Your mothers trade worn and patched up clothes, your fathers share Merchant jokes on their way home from the mines, and your children are the walking dead, racking up tesserae or bound for the Reaping (though most often times both
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In their thirteenth year, they become infamous for their part in a particularly nasty brawl outside the Donners' sweetshop, when Oscen whistles a pretty tune to an even prettier girl and the eldest Mellark boy takes offense. He doesn't throw the first punch, but his Merchant friends do, following their sharp slurs with their fists. There is hitting and kicking and yelling until the Peacekeepers arrive, pulling them all apart. "Animals," they say
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is so fantastic, jfc. i love the gallows humour and the rapport between the three of them, the way it starts off and the steady evolution of us-against-world (and the everdeen parents, awww!). my favourite, of course, was HAYMITCHHAYMITCHHAYMITCH, who you wrote amazingly.
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thank you so much!!!
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