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katniss when peeta gets a bit jealous whenever gale is around:

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okay but a little bit of healthy posessiveness.. please continue

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Katniss and Peeta reclaiming their lost childhood postwar by doing things like taking bubble baths or playing hopscotch, Katniss and Peeta whispering soft little secrets under the covers because it’s a good way to heal but it also feels fun and a little mischievous, Katniss and Peeta homeschooling themselves past tenth grade, Katniss and Peeta deciding to have an official first date, Peeta making Katniss her first ever birthday cake, and Katniss giving Peeta his first ever proper birthday present …

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in the last few days i read some other fics so i thought i’d add them here

i’ll tell you all the time - katniss takes care of peeta after a rainy day. also she is just like me (except for the fact that i don’t have a peeta 😪)

we lay here for years or for hours / so long we become the flowers - let’s just say this was devastating but in a good way

storms always pass (and this one will too) - katniss is sick and peeta takes care of her

just close your eyes, the sun is going down - especially chapters 3 and 4 (the others are more angsty, loved them as well cause i actually like a little angst, idk what this says about me lolllll🥲)

the last three fics have the same writer because whenever i find something i like, i read every single work of theirs oops

hi! i’m pretty new to the fandom and would love to know if you have some fluffy fic recs LOL i’ve read i think pretty much all (or most) of your work (which i am completely obsessed with) so anything that is similar works great! (:

Hi hello welcome! I’m so glad you like my fics that’s so sweet 🥹💛

So…I’m really terrible at tagging my bookmarks well so forgive me if my recommendations are a little all over the place.

Cookbooks from Effie

Angel Kisses

Morning Light

Into Night

Those are the ones off the top of my head that are fluff but I’m sure there’s more I’m missing. There’s more of my favorite fics under my fic recs tag. I’d also highly recommend checking out @district12flufffest if you haven’t already!

If anyone else has everlark fluff recs feel free to add on (asking selfishly because I also want to read them 👉👈)

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i will apologize for being insufferable but i will not stop. you all know this.

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For @triassictriserratops I didn't forget your request! Haymitch hugging Katniss after she wins the Games.

Fifty-one.

That's how many children he's seen Snow kill from—or wearing the colors of—District 12. But not these two. Not his sweetheart or the boy.

Peeta has been practicing walking on his new leg, back and forth across the room, while asking Haymitch about Katniss, with a look that fluctuates between starry-eyed love and fierce protection. Haymitch supposes he'd once looked that way, too, long ago. The boy still thinks that everything will be okay now. He talks about having Haymitch over for dinner when the two kids move into Victor's Village. Like they'll all be one happy family.

No, we can't be a family, Haymitch thinks. Family is dangerous for a victor. They all know that. Every single one of them. Peeta, too, will have to learn the truth, in time. Until then, he can't bear to shatter the boy's hope.

Then came the surprise when the boy, balancing without the cane, grabs at Haymitch and hugs him. So young, even if he's larger than most of the men in Twelve. The old victor hugs him back, feeling the wall around his shriveled heart get a hefty chunk chipped off.

"Thanks, Haymitch," Peeta says. "For not giving up on me."

Haymitch pats his back, trying to bring his guard back up. They aren't home yet. They won't ever really be home. But he can't help it. For at least a little while, he's getting to keep them.

Next it's sweetheart's turn. He and Effie join Cinna in the chamber at the end of the medical ward's hallway, ready to go get the girl, when they see her already out of her room and looking around, an anxious tone in her voice as she calls out, "Peeta!"

"Katniss!" Effie trills, reaching up and waving her hand.

The girl turns toward the team, breaking into a smile and coming running down the hall. He's certain she's make for Cinna, who has been kind and formed a genuine bond with her, but instead, her feet are turned toward him and then she's hugging him, too.

Haymitch gave up ever thinking of being a father when he lost his love and his family. And he knows that Katniss had one of the best for her own father. But for a moment, hugging her close, forgetting about the Capitol and Plutarch's hinting of rebellion, and he can imagine this is what it would feel like, having a daughter.

"Nice job, sweetheart," he whispers against her dark hair, unable to muster any sarcasm or guard against the girl in that moment.

If Peeta chipped at the wall around his heart, then Katniss has cracked it. He will never be able to go back to the way it was.

Of course it will, Lenore Dove tells him. You weren't like this before. The walls of a person's heart are not impregnable, not if they have ever known love. You won't be able to hold them off.

He wants to. He wants to keep these two out, but he knows his love is right. He's already let these two into his shriveled old heart.

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Everlark is so Midnight Rain coded except they both think they’re midnight rain and the other is sunshine

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I wish I could freeze this moment. Right here, right now. And live in it forever

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not only is “peeta is useless” fundamentally untrue to katniss’s character:

“I do,” I say. “I need you.”

But from a basal level, Peeta represents something crucial to long-term survival:

That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.

To unpack this, let’s explore the general symbolism of fire in a survival literature. Let’s turn to Lord of the Flies.

In Lord of the Flies, the fire is a motif used to symbolize the decay of the relationship between the survivors. At first, the fire is controlled. It is beneficial. It is a source of warmth, light, and community. They gather around the fire. They cook on the fire. Their hope for rescue resides in the fire.

When they fall out with one another, the fire grows out of control. It blazes beyond the camp. It destroys. It raises everything to ashes.

That is Peeta. Then that is Gale.

You do not need a complex understanding of The Hunger Games to read Katniss’s own words in the conclusion of Mockingjay. You do not even have to know that Peeta is a “whiz with fires”.

The most iconic line from the franchise provides enough context to understand this notion alone:

If we burn, you burn with us.

It is true that when the Capitol sets fires, it destroys the nation. However, the inverse is also true. With Gale’s uncontrolled fire, everything burns. Everything is destroyed.

There is no world in which Gale and Katniss successfully run off without Peeta. They could survive physically, but they would burn on each other’s fire. They would fuel each other until it became irreparable. Eventually, there would be no fuel left.

They needed Peeta. They both needed Peeta.

And you don’t have to have an in-depth understanding of Hunger Games lore and meta to understand this. Just an idea of what fire represents across media.

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Haymitch loves both of his grandchildren deeply, but there's something special about him finally getting to watch a little brother grow up in a world without a reaping.

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Katniss: I’m not sure how I feel about you except I am willing to die for you and I will try to do so even though you told me not to and I really don’t want to marry you except I resent any implication of other people saying our engagement or love is fake and also I don’t want to have children except one of the only good dreams I have is one where you are a father and also I’m not sure if I enjoy kissing you but I get mad that you don’t kiss me and I can’t really handle romance but I think you’re so hot that if the world was different I would be pregnant right now and also I will truly crash out if you’re not around

Peeta: …. Ok! Friends forever!

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"the boy with the bread"

a sketch cause i love this scene sm

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i honestly think it's really funny that katniss and peeta are usually reffered to as a couple that breaks so many gender norms because like you think manipulation and lying are more feminine skills? have you ever met any man? like ever? a girl having walls and being emotionally closed of is so shocking to you? why? that's just my mom.

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Katniss scratched Haymitch's face and damaged his eye when she found out what happened to Peeta at the end of CF and somehow there are people still thinking she settled for that boy. Hmm.

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I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Capitol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe.

Fortune forever smiles upon me to be the humble recipient of yet another @smallpapers master work. I would call it perfect timing since they sent me this as I was just listening to The Katniss Chronicles' epilogue. But anytime is perfect timing to receive a piece of most glorious work as this! Thank you so, so much to the Great Papers of Tumblr! Forever in adoration of this along with everything else in your portfolio.

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first kiss

last (described) kiss

and it’s for the same reasons; she impulsively kisses him, commanding that he not die, that he not leave her, and, of course, he promises he won’t … they never did leave that arena, and the rule revocation is still in effect, and they’re still refusing to comply

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came to find myself, but found my father instead

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the only difference between me and someone in a psych ward is i'm outside