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Y'all are amazing. Reblog to hug the person you’re reblogging from.

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And if you don't love me now you will never love me again

I can still hear you sayin' you would never break the chain

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”My children, who don’t know they play on a graveyard”.

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"Then for the next eleven years, I tried to work up the nerve to talk to you."

“Without success.”

“Without success. So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck.”

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Mellark family

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“no one really feels married in District 12 until they've had the toasting”

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Blaming everyone on my dash for making me obsessed w THG and Everlark again goddamn y'all

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tenderness

Well, hello friends! How are you doing? What'd I miss around here? ;)

Soft post-Mockingjay Everlark for you ♥️

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BATH

This one was requested by anonymous (as soon as I remember, I can’t check it 🙈):

could i request an everlark bath please 😇

Fun fact: I drew a sketch for this request a year ago but I didn’t like it so I drew the new one instead a couple of days ago. The thing is, I still don’t like it, ugh 😩

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MEMORIES

This is the last THG request I’ve received on my (now deleted by the service) Buy Me a Coffee page. And it was also requested by Anonymous:

Peeta running his hands through Katniss' hair; upside down and loose, please?

I’m not sure if I got it right lol. I mean this “upside down” part is a bit unclear for me. But I did my best. I actually really like this one. It’s melancholic and sad: Katniss is away in her thoughts about Prim (she is holding primroses) after working hard on a Memory Book, and Peeta is just quietly comforting her. ♥️

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Roommate

Part 1

“He’s like my age, you know that right?” She says as she disinterestedly picks at her nails.

“Yeah, so what… four years? That would have mattered back in high school, but we’re both adults and now it’s just kinda hot.”

Katniss looks up to watch her sister apply lipstick through the mirror from her perch on the bed. Damn it. Why doesn’t she wear lipstick? It’s a futile thought, even if she did, she could never look like that.

Her sister catches her stare, raising a brow at her reflection, “look alright?”

“Red’s a little cliche, don’t you think?”

Prim smirks, “So’s green. Just admit it; you’re jealous. Say the word and I’ll call the whole thing off.”

Katniss had gone home the week prior, having convinced herself that Prim would drop the idea.

She hadn’t.

Finnick had organized Trivia on Tuesday and Katniss on as Prim approached Peeta at the bar alone. How she’d put her hand on his shoulder to lean in and speak close to his ear, and how he smiled and nodded at whatever she was saying. Her sister later confirmed they had made plans to grab drinks on Friday.

This morning Katniss had woken with a migraine and called off work. The headache is gone, but she’s still feeling nauseous as she watches her sister primp for her date.

Katniss ignores the taunt, “so what are you wearing?”

Prim stands from the vanity and pulls out a black dress. Katniss wishes there was something to object to, but it’s a classic so she gives her sister a pinched smile. The smile quickly falls to an open mouth gape as Prim shrugs off her robe, revealing a muted orange bra and matching underwear.

“Like it?” Prim says, batting her lashes in fein innocence, “It's new.” and Katniss knows the color is not accidental.

“Prim! You aren’t planning on sleeping with him, are you?!” Her voice is shrill and she can feel the headache returning anew.

“Planning? No. But you always taught me to be prepared for anything.”

“I meant like a flat tire, or a global apocalypse. Not fucking my roommate!”

“Which part bothers you more? Me having sex? Or me having sex with Peeta?”

Katniss snaps her mouth shut. “Nevermind,” she grumbled, “just make sure you have a condom.”

Prim pinches her lips into a tight line, before turning away. She shimmies into the dress and slips on heels with just the right height to accentuate her calves. She pivots in the full length mirror to get a side view, checking her ass.

She’s gorgeous. Perfect really.

Katniss adjusts the hem of the oversized shirt that lays limply over her flat chest and ass and wonders what Mendel would make of the pair of them: as different as two sisters can be.

She’s never been jealous of Prim; always wanted the best for her, even when it meant sacrificing herself - it hadn’t felt like much of a sacrifice at all when it came down to it. But this is different, because the thought of giving up Peeta, even to someone who might actually deserve him, finally feels like a real sacrifice. She’s jealous. She can admit now, if only to herself. The realization horrifies her and is quickly eclipsed by guilt of her selfishness.

“I’m leaving,” Prim eyes her expectantly, “Speak now or forever hold your peace,”

What before she would have said in defiance, is now said in shame and defeat, “Have fun.”

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A quiet morning with Katniss and her Father

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Unlaced

A long time ago, in a galaxy far… just kidding. But it does kinda feel that way, lol.

Awhile back @foreverwillbesunny tagged me on this post, which welp, got the gears turning and resulted in a teensy bit of drabbling. There was something about the original version I wrote that I disliked blah blah blah, it took me awhile to figure it out and actually produce something that I did like. So, a small snippet of Unmasked Everlark and the joys of having your husband lace you into your corset… or unlace it as the case may be. ;) This would take place roughly halfway between the final chapter and the epilogue of Unmasked. Ignore that imperfect corset picture, it’s the best I could find with what little time I have today.

RATED E for explicit sexual content and a couple of curse words. Enjoy.

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Mary’s eye’s continually drift to the clock on my vanity table. I wince as a hairpin slides in at an awkward angle, gouging into my scalp. 

“Oh! Mrs. Mellark, I am so sorry, I –” she trails off as I rest one hand on hers and smile at her in the mirror.

“Would it help if Dr. Mellark assisted me in dressing tonight instead?”

“I can manage,” Mary insists and I tilt my head and wait. She sighs and then adjusts the pin to a better position. “I’ll at least finish your hair, ma’am. The doctor may have steady hands but it takes a different kind of clever to dress up a lady’s hair.”

“How is Lydia feeling?” I ask and Mary shakes her head.

“No better’n this afternoon, I’m afraid. The fever’s gone, but she’s still feeling a bit weak. She can’t even stand up long enough to fix Mrs. Abernathy’s hair.”

“And heaven forbid Effie’s hair not be perfectly fabulous for the Duchess of Cashmere’s masquerade.” Mary giggles and then stifles her mirth with a cough.

“There,” she says as the last of the pearl studded pins slides into place. I turn my head to examine her work in the mirror. “What do you think?”

“I love it.”

“Not that it matters, but I love it as well,” Peeta says from the doorway and Mary winks at me in the mirror, curtsies to us both and then hurries from the room, no doubt headed straight for Effie’s room next. Or perhaps Prim’s. Once she is gone and the door shut behind her, Peeta moves to stand beside me and gently kisses my temple. “Is she not to help you dress?”

“I am afraid that with Lydia feeling unwell and Wilma on the continent with Mother and Father, poor Mary is pulling triple duty. You will have to suffice in dressing me,” I say as I stand and let my dressing robe slide off my shoulders to the floor. I hold my breath, but it is unnecessary. Peeta responds the same as he always has, all through the many years of our marriage, to my nudity.

A sharp inhale and a faint groan of desire.

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THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE 2013, dir. Francis Lawrence

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It's time take you back to the past

to play the shitty games that suck ass.

Some besties wanted a list of Everlark fics recs where Katniss and/or Peeta are blasted to the past/alternate universe to relive the events of the games to fix it, so here we are!

Time Is Never Found Again...Or Is It? (113,000 + words) by blahblahblah1703

Katniss, after talking to Snow in his rose garden, finds herself somehow back in her childhood home. She has seven months until she enters the arena for the 74th annual Hunger Games, along with the love of her life, who when she last saw him, was still struggling not to kill her, just perfect.

The pre-game everlark that happens here is 🤌. This is part one of a larger series. The sequel (which is wonderful as well) can be found here. This is the series that got me into this rabbit hole.

Afterburn ( 104,000+ words) by BlueMaple

Katniss Everdeen-Mellark goes to the woods surrounding New Appalachia, a.k.a the former District Twelve, on the morning of the fiftieth anniversary of the final Reaping of the Hunger Games. There, she is literally waylaid by her own past, and wakes in the past, six weeks before Primrose was first Reaped. Alone, grieving, terrified, and without a clue on how she got there (and then), she realizes that it will be impossible for her- on every level- to simply live through events as they transpired in her personal future. With no way to return her to that future, she is nevertheless determined to get back to her own party - hopefully with a lot less damage and fewer crucial casualties along the way.

This is apart of the All Sorrows Less series, which is still being updated. It's filled with wonderful side characters, mindblowing twists, a baby I will kill people for and GILF Katniss, what more can I say?

Second Burn ( 127,000+ words) by carnationhes

Katniss wonders if things could be different if she got a second chance. And then she gets one. This morning she wakes up back in District 12 after Peeta's warning of the bombing on Thirteen.

Have you read Second burn? Why haven't you read it yet? You should read it. It's amazing. Literally makes my brain chemistry tingle. I think this is most accurate depiction of a Katniss being blasted to the past with no meta explanation why. It's sooo soo soo good. I'm on my knees please read it and please read the sequel Ignite as well. This series is so underated please.

over and over (lost again) (13,000+ words) by TeaBrigadier

I died in the Hunger Games. It isn’t even the first time it’s happened. I’ve died in the Hunger Games five times now

This is a very self contained time loop where Katniss continuously relieves the first games until she gets it right. I know it doesn't really fit the theme, but this one makes my feel happy feelings and i wanted to recommend something that's isn't so long so I'm adding it anyway. Deathloops are fun!

Ongoing:

Catching sparks (19k words) (Last update 26 Feb 2024) by Silver_Cleo

The time when 23 year old Katniss and Peeta get transported from their home in what had once been Victor's Village of District 12, and into the bodies of their much younger selves, who have just woken up from exiting the arena of the 74th Hunger Games.

Here Katniss and Peeta get traveled to the past to the point where they just win their games. It's a great WIP. I love Everlark working together and being cute + humanizing the 74th tributes and their family <3

I'm probably missing a few, but these are my favourite ones so far. As much as I love the trope, I know it's a monster to take on from a writing standpoint so props to the writers!

I hope you enjoy them <3 There's nothing I love more than shining a light on amazing fics new and old. If you have recs of your own, please send them my way. I love this trope so much haha

@bbrooklynbabe @nightlocked-in @waywardangel-wilds

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Eternal - Chapter 6

Chapter 6 of Eternal has now been posted to AO3 and FFnet, and the time has finally come for the wedding ceremony, enjoy! Thanks to the lovely @louezem for prereading!

Summary: She was a determined girl from the Seam. He was a mysterious Prince sent to their realm to tame their wild ways. After an offer of a lifetime to pull her family out of poverty leads to divine intervention by the goddesses, her life is changed forever. When faced with the harsh reality of the growing tension between the Twelfth Realm and the Capitol, Katniss is faced with one choice: betray her people or betray the only man who truly needs her.

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katniss in the quarter quell

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