Haymitchabernathy Stories

"My advice is always ruin the friendship, better that than regret it for all time..." Haymitch narrows his eyes, "You've trained for this." She smirks a little, "I'm from District One, obviously I've trained." "No," he shakes his head, "You're different - you're not arrogant, you're confident." It's her turn to roll her eyes as she redirects her gaze to the sunset, "Yeah, well, I'm a Blessing. I was practically raised for this. My brothers set the bar pretty high." His eyebrows raise at that, he'd heard of her family. God, practically everyone in Panem had heard of her family. Because every time a Blessing child had volunteered for the Hunger Games, they didn't just win - they entertained.

"We're all just killers here, right?" - Juliet Antervon is young, too young to die. But when she becomes District 8's female tribute for the 69th Hunger Games, that fate is almost already certain. Dead or not, Juliet has a promise: start a rebellion. #1 in hunger games #1 in the hunger games #1 in catching fire #1 in girl on fire #1 in thgfanfic #2 in peeta mellark #3 in panem #4 in finnick odair

❝ Do you understand the things that you've been dreaming? ❞ haymitch abernathy x fem!oc sotr into post-sotr start. 11 feb 2026 finish. - SUNRISE ON THE REAPING - SUZANNE COLLINS ©ADORELEMON 2026

Cora and Finnick have always shared the sea, their mornings, their silences-and now, a secret no one can know but their closest friends. By the time the Quarter Quell arrives, their bond has grown into something deeper, something they must hide from the Capitol itself. Thrown together in the arena, where every choice carries a deadly cost, they must rely on each other to survive. But survival is only part of the challenge-protecting what they've found in each other may be even harder. Because in a world built on fear, even love can be dangerous.

A woman with shoulder-length blonde hair stepped out of the train, dressed in a black dress with a white hat situated on her head. A lit cigarette lighted her blood red lips. Her green-grey eyes flickered around her old home District. "I'm back, you bastards."

REVENGE. when everything is ripped from her, a young victor makes it her mission to eliminate the one who tore her apart. CATCHING FIRE

"Thank you Darling. I don't know what I'd do without you.""You won't be chosen, got it?" Ima McCoy never wanted to go into the arena, but when a little girl gets reaped she can't stop herself. Especialy after the death of her little sister Louella. With her bestfriend Haymitch as mentor her journey to the Capitol starts. This contains spoilers of sunrise on the reaping TW: alcohol, death, blood This is my first time posting a fanfic so it might not be that good. Also english is not my first language #1 sotr February 2026 #1 haymitchabernathy April 2026 #1 thehungergames April 2026

rhea rose baird was going to die. she knew it. her grandmother knew it. her district knew it. goodbye rhea rose baird, we hardly knew you.

Ariel Reed is a 16 year old girl. After getting reaped for the hunger games she will fight till the end, willing to give up anything to survive.

In which the younger sister of the head gamemaker falls for the boy with the bread. ♡ Amara Crane's dream is to be a stylist. Peeta Mellark's dream is not to be reaped. Sadly, only the former comes true. ♡ previously titled: "it was always you" started: april 2023 current status: on hold finished: n/a

When seventeen-year-old Selene Farrow is reaped for the 68th Hunger Games, she expects death-but not love. As the quiet but deadly tribute from District 4, she's trained to survive, but nothing prepares her for Finnick Odair, her charming and haunted mentor. What begins as guidance turns into something far deeper, and as the Capitol takes notice of their growing bond, their love becomes a dangerous spectacle. With her feelings outed on national television and a gold anchor necklace from Finnick around her neck, Selene is thrust into a brutal, fog-laced swamp arena where acid lakes, blood-draining leeches, and madness-inducing snakes lurk in every shadow. 68th hunger games-hunger games (brief) finnick odair x oc

What if Katniss saved Finnick instead of blowing him up?

Arianna Carusso lives in District 4, where the sea sets the pace of her days: school, fishing on the boat with her mother, the silent hours spent watching her little brother Nico draw, and evenings on the beach with her best friend, Lucille Odair. A simple and hard life, but safe. At least until, during his last Reaping, when he believed he was finally safe, his name is drawn at the 54th Hunger Games. Thrown into the arena of a ruined city dominated by a volcano, Arianna discovers that survival is not enough. In the Capitol, her unexpected encounter with Haymitch Abernathy, a mentor from a district that isn't hers, ignites a new awareness in her: the real enemy isn't just the Games, but the system that makes them possible. From that moment on, her goal becomes one: to break the cycle, to prevent further tributes, further sacrifices after her. Because some stories don't end in death. Some... rise from the ashes.

Shoots you down and then they sigh, and say "She looks like she's been through it" when grayse topaz lost not her life but a loved one in the arena. rightfully she's terrified history will repeat itself when peeta mellark (grayse's childhood best friend) is reaped exactly a year later. 𝐭𝐡𝐠 - 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐭.𝟐 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝒙 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐜

We should just kiss like real people do. Pre-Sunrise on the reaping - Mockingjay Haymitch Abernathy x fem!oc

Just a hayffie fanfic ✌️

ivy rose baird... the capitals princes.... snows daughter.. what really goes down in the capital anyways? haymitch abernathy... recent victor of the 50th hunger games... but snows not happy about it.. what happens when they are forced to get married and haymitch finds out all about the capital's secrets?

Lyra Crane has one job in her plush, sheltered Caoitol adolescence: to follow the rules. Her whole life has been carefully curated and coordinated to ensure she is an honor to the Crane family name. Only Lyra doesn't want any of that. She clashes daily with her stepmother, father, and spoiled little brother Seneca. Lyra rebels in small ways. Studying art and the composition of the human body, maintaining friends that are bad news, but nothing prepares her for the 50th Annual Hunger Games. In this daunting round, 48 Tributes are reaped and Lyra cannot seem to erase the boy from District Twelve from her mind. While Lyra decides to finally embrace the mold that has been forced on her by centuries of foreboding ancestors, she is plunged into a world of scandal, unsolved mysteries, and age old rivalries. Will she be able to save the boy from Twelve, while also saving herself? Or will she have to choose who matters more: herself or the boy she loves. Sunset on the Capitol is a standalone, slow burn, long-form fanfiction based on Suzzane Collins' "Sunrise on the Reaping:" This book takes place during the events of SOTR with some creative liberties thrown in (with pairings such as HaymitchxOFC). Note: This book contains graphic depictions of violence, gore, and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. This book will contain spoilers for "The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes" as well as "The Betrayal of the Serpent". While this book can be consumed alone, it is STRONGLY encouraged that Betrayal of the Serpent is read prior to reading this. This story is also available on Archive of Our Own and is a transformative work.

( 𝐴 𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑂𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ) (REWRITING) -------"𝐷𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦? 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐺𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡?" "𝐼𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡? 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔" --- "𝑁𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠" (𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑜𝑐 𝑋 𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑂𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑟) ( 𝑇ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 ) *I do not own the Hunger games or the Characters. All credits go to Suzanne Collins*

Katniss Everdeen, the Girl of Fire, didn't end up with Peeta Mellark. Gale Hawthorne won her over and they are living a happy life together with their kids. But what happens when lost followers of Coin and Snow unite and build an army and return to take Panam. Old friends will return. People will die. One thing is for sure, the Hunger Games are not over and now, everyone is a tribute. All rights to Susan Collins (I own none of her characters, only the ones I made up.)