I swear that I’ll read all the Hayffie fics, I only finished the one of the Second day, there are so many. But I had promised myself that I’ll read all of them. I’m so happy of How the week turned out to be😍
I have a couple of fic I didn’t have time to read either so I will be working my way through it haha.
I’m so happy too! It was great to have everyone in one place and sharing stuff. We need to do it again next year!
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Age: 29. Will celebrate six years in the hayffie fandom this november! \o/
Birthplace: Gävle. You know, the swedish city with the big straw goat we set aflame every December. But I’m still betting on you, Goat on Fire!
Current time: 3:01PM
Drink you last had: Coke
Easiest Person(s) to talk to: My grandmother who passed away this February. Also my stepmom
Grossest Memory: When a friend of mine decided she wanted to comb out her dreadlocks - dread being the operative word. They don’t sell you vacuum cleaners for the hair :C
Favorite songs: It differs. Right now I listen a lot to “Still got tonight” with Matthew Morrison
Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff
Middle Name: I’ve got two
In love: Not at the moment
Number of Siblings: One bloodsister (same parents), one halfbrother and a halfsister, one stepsister and two stepbros
Question(s) I’m asked the most: “When’s your book gonna be finished?” ‘Book’ as in story. I write one in swedish side by side with my (to them) secret fanfiction project “Taste of Strawberries”. So it takes time lol
Song last Sung: This August when a friend and I swam below the waterfall in Krka, a national park in Croatia. I sang “Waterfall, how are you?” to it. It’s from a kid’s movie I grew up with and I just couldn’t help myself! ;D “It is lovely but hard and wet, singing to a waateerfaaaall!”
Time you woke up today: 10:45AM
Underwear color: Black
Worst Habit: Procrastination
X-rays: Spine
Favorite Food: I love fried chicken!
Zodiac: Scorpio
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I Really Like even Effie in the books She had a Good Development and She was torturated by the Capitol. But your are right with the love Triangle, Even if I love Peeta as a characters Like Johanna and Haymitch
I LOVED Effie, in the movie and the books. I loved her more in the movies, but in both, we actually got to see her grow and come to understand how toxic and evil the Hunger Games were through her love for Katniss and Peeta.
Hi, Yesterday I read "Wild Flowers" and I Really love it, could you Write a sequel? Maybe He decided to kiss her or smell her Skin (her nape)?
Some of you asked for a second part, you got it.
The Ballad of A Drunk & His Lady: Wild Flowers IIPart 1
The subtle fragrance of something sweet andfloral wafted through the heavy, musky air. Haymitch stirred, his nose wrinkling.That was the first thing he took note of as he slowly awake from his slumber.
Weird, he thought, because he did not remember passing out insomeone’s garden or anywhere near the meadow but anything was possible when hehad too much to drink.
The throbbing sensation in his head wasuncomfortable enough to be distracting but yet, he was aware of someoneslipping something in his palm. Without pausing to think, he focused on theinsistent voice asking him to swallow the pill and then he tasted the drop ofwater from the rim of the glass that was pressed to his lips. He gulped bothpill and water down, and then hauled himself heavily on his feet.
Haymitch swayed but she was there to hold himsteady. As he was guided to a chair, the high pitch voice became clearer.Plopping down unceremoniously, he cradled his head in his hands and let herramble.
“Itis far too late for a shower now. Not to mention that I would rather not haveyou stumble in the bathroom or trip on your own feet. Heaven knows what wouldhappen if you crack your head open,” the voice nagged. “You’ll miss the Reapingand what will people say if the mentor of Twelve is not present?”
“Fuckoff,” he muttered.
Itwas always nice to know that she cared more about Twelve’s reputation than hiswell-being.
“We’lljust have to make you look presentable enough for the Reaping. I can work withthat,” she said, coming to a stand in front of him. “How’s the headache?”
“Wouldhave gone off faster if you stoppedtalking,” he retorted.
“Yousound like yourself already,” Effie declared with a grin. “Now, stand up.”
Shewas bossy and persistent, and he had to keep swatting her hand away when shekept trying to help him unbutton his shirt, likely because she was impatientwith how slow he was going.
“Giveme the shirt,” he growled.
Inthe end, she stood and watched as he changed from the sweat stained shirt to anew one.
“Sameperfume,” Haymitch mumbled out of the blue.
“Whereis it? I do not know which cologne you use.”
“Notmine, yours - same perfume.”
Itstartled her.
“I– Yes,” Effie touched her wig gingerly, unsure of what to make of hisobservation.
Itwas worst, he decided, to smell the vanilla and wild flowers here in his home.It made him think of her living in a district. It made him picture her walkingthrough the meadow and leaving it smelling of the flowers there. He imaginedher with her natural hair flowing in the wind and a flower tucked behind herear. It made him want to know the colour of her real hair and how she wouldlook like without the wigs… or the make-up. The scent was making him want tosee her as more than just the Effie from the Capitol.
Heshook his head to clear his thoughts.
Thescent only intensified each time the wind blew in his direction from the openkitchen window, and stronger still as she stepped forward to fix his collar.
Heheld his breath.
Shewas so close. Slowly, his fingers began to tap a rhythm against the side of hisleg to distract himself.
Butwhen she lifted her hand to tug a strand of hair from the side of his face, hislungs felt like bursting so he inhaled and the mistake cost him. He caught thewhiff of the scent from her wrist and without any true conscious thought as towhat he was doing he turned his head slightly and pressed a kiss to her wrist.
Effiestilled completely.
Hetouched her hand, his fingers curling around her wrist to lower it to her sideand away from his face.
“Haymitch…”she whispered, her gaze fixed on him.
Hiseyes flickered towards her, then to her neck and that urge from the year beforeroared into life inside of him. Lowering his head down to the side of her neck,his nose brushed against her jaw line and finally, he breathed in the scent ofher.
“Themeadow…” he said, his breath warming her skin, “smells like this.”
I’ve stopped reading your Hayffie ff because I was afraid that you will stop one day, and then I will not have anymore your Hayffie ff to read. Well, I read all your pre-2018 fics but “Fire&Ice” (I’m on chapter 8) and “Into that good night” (I’m on chapter 12). I haven’t read “April Showers”, “katniss, the vampire slayer” & “The greatest show” yet. I just wanted to tell you that I love all your fics and that I try as I can to leave comments (even when I’m so hook that I can’t stop reading it)
Well... i might stop one day - and let’s face I recently had a period of doubt about whether or not I had done it all - but never fear I still have a few stories to tell!
Hi, I don't remember if Haymitch Kept the golden bangle that Effie had given him in CF book. Do you remember? I think that there is a line in MJ book...
The bangle is not mentioned after Katniss spots it at Finnick’s wrist at the beginning of the Quell in CF. Popular hc is that Finnick gives it back to Haymitch at the beginning of MJ but there is no canon proof. =)
I’m re-reading for the fourth time “Consortium”. It still is one of my fave Hayffie fic. I especially love Effie in that fic, she never gives up (especially with Haymitch ahah)
Wow wow! That’s a lot of time you’re dedicating to Consortium - it’s such a long fic. Thank you so much! Glad you’re enjoying it even after you’ve read it thrice before!
I love Effie in that too! I miss writing that hayffie with their twin boys !