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thesweetnessofspring · 9 months

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I'm convinced that Snow was the one who came up with the "rule change" in THG (idc what the movie did with it--they didn't know TBOSAS and it was less than convincing they way they did it).

Just think about it. We start off the Games with Katniss's courageous action volunteering for her younger sister. Then Peeta did something radical. He decided to follow through on his declaration of love to Katniss and did everything he could in the arena to save her. Getting sponsors, teaming up with the Careers, getting Katniss to leave and fighting Cato for her. Can you imagine what that was doing in the Capitol? In the Districts? How could you watch someone do that and not hope for a happy ending, even as Peeta lay dying in the mud, whispering Katniss's name?

And then Katniss teams up with Rue and is devastated by her death. She stays with her, sings to her, until she dies. Bolstered by Peeta's words about not being a piece in their games and finally getting what he means, she decorates Rue with flowers. She honors her life and her unnecessary death. District 11 recognizes this and even though they have another tribute alive in the Games, send Katniss the bread.

In Snow's mind, everything about the games is starting to crack. Young love being selfless, sisterly affection defying the Capitol, comradery fostering between districts. He simply can't let it go on. He has to remind people in the Capitol and the Districts that this is not human nature. He is going to prove that. So he tells Seneca Crane to announce the rule change.

He expects Cato and Clove to make it to the final two. In their new advantage, they will become a deadly, mostly healthy team. Meanwhile, Snow can see that Katniss doesn't hold the same care for Peeta that he does for her (she had tried to kill him with tracker jackers, after all). Even if she goes to find him, she'll abandon him once it gets too hard, too dangerous. The hope of love triumphing will be met with annoyance at his injuries and agreeing to stay behind and not get his medicine. And even if she does, he'll still be too injured to truly be useful.

But things go awry. Thresh saves Katniss because of her kindness to a little girl he, too, saw as a younger sister. He kills Clove, bringing about Cato's wrath. And Katniss Everdeen turns out to be a better actress than expected.

No matter, though--once the rule change is revoked, the truth of the stripped-down human nature will come out. Oh, Peeta will throw out the ravings of a teenage boy high on hormones, but people will remember how awful they truly are when Katniss puts an arrow through his heart. After all, Snow's made that decision before. His lover or himself. Death in the woods or life with riches in the Capitol. It's easy, really, to make that decision. And people will remember even the best among them, even she who willingly risked her life to get medicine or volunteer for her sister, won't avoid killing in order to survive herself.

But Katniss calls their bluff, and Peeta goes along with it. They've chosen to protest the Hunger Games with their deaths. Seneca makes the call to announce two winners. Really, Snow was going to kill him either way. Someone has to be publicly accountable for the place he's in now, and Snow certainly isn't going to take credit for his idea. After this, he tries and tries to get Peeta and Katniss to have to kill each other. The Quarter Quell. The hijacking. But it never works. And not just because of them, but because a whole nation finally stands up and says Enough. We won't let this go on anymore. In the end, Snow was entirely wrong because he never truly understood love.

#the hunger games #coriolanus snow #tbosas #thg headcanons #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark

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katnissmellarkkk · 1 month

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as per @rosegardeninwinter’s request that “someone (@katnissmellarkkk) needs to make a bookcomb of all the times Peeta feeds Katniss or orchestrates food being given to her or gives her direction on when to eat because reasons” 🤗

The boy never even glanced my way, but I was watching him. Because of the bread, because of the red weal that stood out on his cheekbone. What had she hit him with? My parents never hit us. I couldn’t even imagine it. The boy took one look back to the bakery as if checking that the coast was clear, then his attention back on the pig, he threw a loaf of bread in my direction. The second quickly followed, and he sloshed back to the bakery, closing the kitchen door tightly behind him.

I gingerly lift my hand to my head and find it bandaged. This simple gesture leaves me weak and dizzy. Peeta holds a bottle to my lips and I drink thirstily.

“No, it’s good. You need to eat. I’ll go hunting soon,” I say.

“Not too soon, all right?” he says. “You just let me take care of you for a while.”

I don’t really seem to have much choice. Peeta feeds me bites of groosling and raisins and makes me drink plenty of water. He rubs some warmth back into my feet and wraps them in his jacket before tucking the sleeping bag back up around my chin.

Every cell in my body wants me to dig into the stew and cram it, handful by handful into my mouth. But Peeta’s voice stops me. “We better take it slow on that stew. Remember the first night on the train? The rich food made me sick and I wasn’t even starving then.”

“You’re right. And I could just inhale the whole thing!” I say regretfully. But I don’t. We are quite sensible. We each have a roll, half an apple, and an egg-size serving of stew and rice. I make myself eat the stew in tiny spoonfuls — they even sent us silverware and plates — savoring each bite. When we finish, I stare longingly at the dish. “I want more.”

“Me too. Tell you what. We wait an hour, if it stays down, then we get another serving,” Peeta says.

“It’s just . . . if we didn’t win . . . I wanted Thresh to. Because he let me go. And because of Rue.”

“Yeah, I know,” says Peeta. “But this means we’re one step closer to District Twelve.” He nudges a plate of food into my hands. “Eat. It’s still warm.”

I take a bite of the stew to show I don’t really care, but it’s like glue in my mouth and takes a lot of effort to swallow.

When Peeta wakes me later, the first thing I register is the smell of goat cheese. He’s holding out half a roll spread with the creamy white stuff and topped with apple slices. “Don’t be mad,” he says. “I had to eat again. Here’s your half.”

Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch’s knife in white liquor from a bottle on the floor. He wipes the blade clean on his shirttail and slices the bread. Peeta keeps all of us in fresh baked goods. I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks. We have our own ways to stay busy, to keep thoughts of our time as contestants in the Hunger Games at bay. It’s not until he’s handed Haymitch the heel that he even looks at me for the first time. “Would you like a piece?”

He picks up one of the flowered cookies and examines it. “Lovely. Your mother made these?”

“Peeta.” And for the first time, I find I can’t hold his gaze. I reach for my tea but set it back down when I hear the cup rattling against the saucer. To cover I quickly take a cookie.

“Peeta. How is the love of your life?” he asks.

“Good,” I say.

“I want to taste everything in the room,” I tell Peeta.

I can see him trying to read my expression, to figure out my transformation. Since he doesn’t know that President Snow thinks I have failed, he can only assume that I think we have succeeded. Perhaps even that I have some genuine happiness at our engagement. His eyes reflect his puzzlement but only briefly, because we’re on camera. “Then you’d better pace yourself,” he says.

“Okay, no more than one bite of each dish,” I say.

Since Mags seems to have no ill effects from the nuts, Peeta collects bunches of them and fries them by bouncing them off the force field. He methodically peels off the shells, piling the meats on a leaf. I stand guard, fidgety and hot and raw with the emotions of the day.

[…]

Mags has also plaited several bowls that Peeta has filled with roasted nuts.

“Can we eat [the 🐀]?” Peeta asks.

“I don’t know for sure. But his meat doesn’t look that different from a squirrel’s. He ought to be cooked. . . .” […]

Peeta has another idea. He takes a cube of rodent meat, skewers it on the tip of a pointed stick, and lets it fall into the force field. There’s a sharp sizzle and the stick flies back. The chunk of meat is blackened on the outside but well cooked inside. We give him a round of applause, then quickly stop, remembering where we are.

I poke around in the pile, about to settle on some cod chowder, when Peeta holds out a can to me. “Here.”

I take it, not knowing what to expect. The label reads LAMB STEW.

I press my lips together at the memories of rain dripping through stones, my inept attempts at flirting, and the aroma of my favorite Capitol dish in the chilly air. So some part of it must still be in his head, too. How happy, how hungry, how close we were when that picnic basket arrived outside our cave. “Thanks.” I pop open the top. “It even has dried plums.” I bend the lid and use it as a makeshift spoon, scooping a bit into my mouth. Now this place tastes like the arena, too.

Peeta, bearing a warm loaf of bread, shows up with Greasy Sae. She makes us breakfast and I feed all my bacon to Buttercup.

#everlark #thg #hunger games #peeta mellark #Katniss everdeen #bookcomb ♥️🔎#I’ll do the reverse soon 🔜

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justanothertiredstudent · 1 year

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Rewatching the 1st hunger games film for the first time in a years r my thoughts chronologically:

- I forgot how amazing Jennifer Lawrence is as Katniss!

- Effie is even more oblivion to the tone of the hunger games than I remembered

- I forgot how iconic the volunteer scene is.

- Effie genuinely believes it's worth it for the kids to die if they get to experience a little Capitol opulence

- tHAt iS MAhOgaNy!!

- They captured the Capitol so well!

- I love Cinna, they captured him perfectly.

- Caeser Flickerman's commentary is a fabulous addition.

- Rue's introduction scene is perfect.

- when Katniss says "hey" in training centre, peeta's eyes light up

- the scene where haymitch is watching Capitol children pretend to be part of the Hunger games captures how desensitized they are really well.

- Seneca Crance doesn't fully understand the politics of why the games exist the way they do.

- Caeser Flickerman's song is such a banger!!!

- Peeta "She came here with me" Mellark

- Katniss looking at the bow at the cornucopia, Peeta: Katniss no!, Katniss: Katniss yes!!

- Haymitch seeing Katniss hurt so having to charm Capitol sponsors even tho he hates doing it. °○°

- Rue 💖❤💖

- Rue 😭😭😭😭

- I love that while Katniss is the Mockingjay, it's Rue's death & the unity between them that sparks the riot in District 11.

- Thresh saving Katniss for Rue 🥰

- Haymitch warning Katniss the Capitol isnt happy with how they won means so much more when u know cos of the way he won his family was killed.

- aww Peeta genuinely believes Katniss in the Caeser flickerman interview. Poor boy

- President Snow is piiisssed

- this credits song slaps

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thelakesogversion-blog · 3 months

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Me rn: Hun, I tried explaining in a respectful matter why you’re Gale takes are weird interpretations but even agreed with you at times. You’ve basically just said the same shit for 3 separate posts, all of which I counteracted. Lmao Gale is the entitled nice guy? I don’t think he was the one who ghosted Katniss and threw statues at her when she kissed someone else (But wait, remember who DID that 🤗) And I really don’t get why you’ve brought up the beach kiss? That doesn’t make any sense. You’re really skewing the narrative and hold Gale to far different standards to Peeta.

no I do not hold double standard because the difference is Peeta realizes he was wrong and apologizes and changes his behavior Gale doesn't. if Peeta continue to act the way Gale was I would not be on either team. also he didn't throw the statue because of the kiss he was mad because Katniss and Haymitch because they didn't tell him about Snow's visit and because of that innocent people got killed because he gave money to rue and Thresh family like seriously didn't you read the books.

(And as for your other ask, you brought up what Liam Hemsworth said? I love Liam but Idgaf what his take is on Katniss and Gale bc he and I can have different interpretations! I don’t agree or really care what he thinks of it lol. You clearly just want the last word, have at it. It’s weird as hell that Peeta manipulating Katniss into a relationship, stalking her, ghosting her, and making her extremely uncomfortable at times is sweet and romantic, yet Gale stopping Katniss from kissing him makes him the devil. Goodbye)

this is a quote from Peeta catching Fire( He takes a deep breath. "Look, Katniss, I've been wanting to talk to you about the way I acted on the train. I mean, the last train. The one that brought us home. I knew you had something with Gale. I was jealous of him before I even officially met you. And it wasn't fair to hold you to anything that happened in the Games. I'm sorry."

There's nothing for you to be sorry about. You were just keeping us alive. But I don't want us to go on like this, ignoring each other in real life and falling into the snow every time there's a camera around. So I thought if I stopped being so, you know, wounded, we could take a shot at just being friends," he says.) Peeta was also very upset about the engagement as well he didn't want to get married like that because he knew Katniss didn't want it and he respected her boundaries. he also got her a locket with gale inside it and was basically telling her I know you love him and I want you to create a life with him and I want you to be happy even if it's not with me. does that sound like he's being manipulative does that's sound like he's being a nice guy does that sound like he's trying to force a relationship on her. No so I have no clue how you got that idea but it really just goes to show you weren't really paying attention. but you know who was actually being pushy with a romantic relationship with Katniss Gale and here's proof.

("Tell me about it," I say. "If I could've just hated him in the arena, we all wouldn't be in this mess now. He'd be dead, and I'd be a happy little victor all by myself."

"And where would we be, Katniss?" asks Gale.)

and mind you this happened right after katniss told him she can't be even think about a relationship right now because she's scared of getting killed and her family getting killed and mind you this also happened right after the quarter quells was announced. so maybe it's Gale who's actually pushing for a relationship not Peeta. also Peeta wasn't stalking again I have no idea how you even got that seriously the boy just had a crush.

and as for the Liam Hemsworth thing the reason I even included because his interpretation is actually correct but you know what don't take my word for it take the words of the author Susan Collins herself.

(Suzanne Collins, who authored “The Hunger Games” series, seemed to echo Hemsworth’s sentiments. In an interview with The New York Times, she shared that Gale and Peeta function “less as two points on a love triangle, more as two perspectives in the just-war debate.” Collins continued on to share what the characters represent. “Gale, because of his experiences and temperament, tends toward violent remedies. Peeta’s natural inclination is toward diplomacy. Katniss isn’t just deciding on a partner; she’s figuring out her worldview.”) so I think you get my point and it's not that she's trying to say you shouldn't fight or anything but it's important to not cross that line in times of war and that's what Gale did and that's why they don't end up together. so I really think you should just go ahead reread the books because it's obvious you weren't paying attention .

Okay, you do realize throwing a statue at someone is pretty weird right? No offense but that is legit a warning sign for abusive behavior. Sure, Peeta apologizes, but A) He only did it when he was forced to interact with Katniss on the train. If he didn’t, he still would’ve been refusing to interact with her. B) Peeta does say this after finding about Katniss and Gale’s kiss.

“Was that the only time you kissed Gale”. After Katniss told Peeta she was personally threatened by Snow, Peeta’s biggest concern is that if she only kissed Gale one time. He also seemed pretty threatened about Gale in the 1st book, getting mad at Katniss when finding out Gale wasn’t related to her and he also gruffly says “She’s just worried about her boyfriend (Gale)” when talking about the love act.

Gale does try to help Peeta as well. Remember when he told Katniss he was still keeping her alive after the 1st interview? Or when he helped trained him for the games and told her he was pretty likable? And again, how he risked his life to save Peeta, played ‘real or not real’ to help with his hijacking, and he gave him the nightlock pill, which almost put Gale in the same fate as Peeta.

Also, the “Where would we be quote” again, doesn’t mean a romantic relationship, that is just interpretation. Considering that Gale doesn’t even talk about it afterwards, he likely was thinking about how Katniss wouldn’t have to be in the games again.

Also babes, Suzanne Collings legit blamed Gale for justifiable actions in a war (Taking over the Nut) and a decision that wasn’t his orders (The Capital Plaza) I’ve read these books numerous times, thank you very much. People are allowed to have opinions, if you can’t handle that maybe you should lock yourself in your room and cry about it. Or touch grass, or get a job, you clearly need it. Also, you harassing me with Peeta has genuinely only made me ship Everthorne more and hate Peeta more too 🫶

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cf8wrk4u-us · 4 months

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Ok idea, the district kids and their potentional Guardians.

District 1 kids(Marvel and Glimmer): Ultra Magnus or Kup, either by Ultra Magnus strict nature or Kups story will humble them.

District 2 kids(Cato and Clove): Jazz or Mirage heck maybe even Starscream, both came from upper class before Cybertron fell to war so they can help break the kids out of their mindset.

District 3 kids(Calling them Chip and Wire): Soundwave, Shockwave, or Wheeljack. Techies have to stuck together

District 4 kids: Either Rodimus since he bonded with one of them, or Seaspray or Nautica

District 5 kids(Calling them, Jules and Watts): Jolt, a lesser known autobot with Electric powers

District 6 kids: Cyclonus, he's an alien jet he'd be so cool to them.

District 7 kids:

District 8 Kids: Swindle or Knockout, with Swindle trying to get them to but "authentic" 21st century clothing and Knockout just telling them hot Goss or making fun of Capital people's clothes.

District 9 kids: Honestly hard pick

District 10 kids: The Predacons, they'd especially love Razorclaw or Headstrong

District 11(Rue and Thresh): The Dinobots, mainly because I love the idea of Rue riding Grimlocks T-Rex mode

Katniss and Peeta: Megatron or Optimus

I really love this idea! I think you made a lot if great pairings for the tributes and ideas of their personality and names👍

If I have to be honest though I sort of limited most of the potential tribute partners to members of the Lost Light Crew and the tributes I do know.

While your list is good I'm happy to show you what I had in mind.

District 1 and 2 are basically pariahs among the bots and their fellow tributes, especially Cato. Yes, the crew understands that these tributes are basically a bunch of brainwashed kids who have been manipulated to be killing machines by the start of the game but it still erks a lot of them that when Rodimus gave them a way out they still chose to attack the humans. A 12 year old even!

Not that the Career tributes mind since. their equally as hostil at first. They're scared and anxious, because in their minds they blew it. My headcanon for how the Career Tributes are that the mindset and mentality is that you "Come back a winner or you don't come back at all". They were expected to die in that arena or come out a victor. Nothing else. But there all still alive and the games are ruined. Yes, through no fault of their own but they doubt that it'll make a good explanation to their families or trainers. Even if they do make it home the only thing ready for them is disgrace.

But there are some bots that try to be friendly or at least cordial with them. Like you meantioned Ultra Magnus is a firm and strict character that will get them in line, his attitude may be reminiscent to their teachers. He keep an optic on them but also make sure their equally attended to. He may not approve of their mindset but refuses to discriminate against them.

Megatron would be a surprising presence around them, given that he did threaten to vaporize the group back at the arena. But it stems mostly from his own complicated feelings. Because to him, these Career Tributes were so much like his followers during the early stages of the war. How many young bright-eyed Cybertronians came to him looking to change the oppressed system and better their station in life only for him to turn them into ruthless war machines? How many did he indoctrinate into his cause and convince anyone who wasn't apart of it to be there enemies. To Megatron, he was the Districts, manipulating his own people to be machines of war instead of agents for change. There are actions he didn't regret when it came to the war, but robbing the futures of the next generation was something that will always weigh on him. So , he will check on the Career tributes to make sure there handling everything well for the most part. He's the one to notice how agitated and hostil they were and thought to bring Rung

Rung is the next and by far the most significant figure to the Career Tributes, he's the one to really sit down with them and try to help them sort their emotions and thoughts about their circumstances. He doesn't have any bias towards them or their Districts, and he does his best to let them vent and just listen to their thoughts.

District 3 and 5 would definitely be great friends with Brainstorm and Preceptor, given that both those districts have a background in technology and engineering. The tributes would love observing some of their projects and inventions. Learning how they work.

Though Preceptor and Brainstorm are careful of what they show them and what information is given. Since the last time advance technology and knowledge was left to the humans it caused a whole mess of problems.

Obviously, the District 4 tributes would get along with Rodimus with how friendly he was to the male tribute, who I named Luca Alberts.

With Rodimus being a fishing enthusiasts they swap more stories and advice on the topic. Not to meantion to Luca, Rodimus is the coolest person ever! Rex and orange and captain of his own ship he's definitely someone the 12 year old looks up too!

But Nautica, too, could be someone they like, especially with her interest in marine biology. She had always heard Earth had an interesting ecosystem within her sea. But she be disappointed to know that the tributes haven't been past the coast because the Capital doesn't allow them away too far from the mainland unless it's for specialty catches. A far cry from when humans sailed along the sea for decades. Not to meantion because of the past war and pollution a lot of species are now extinct.

The Rodimus make a promise to Luca that when things get better he let the human take him to all his favorite fishing spots. Nautica says that she wants to explore the ocean with their help.

Members of District 6 aren't the biggest fans of travel, but when it comes to the bots vehicle modes and watching them transform they are immediately interested.

To be honest I don't know what pairs to make up for 7-10, I think overall most of the Lost Light Crew are friendly to the remains tributes and try to make them as comfortable as they can. While there are some who might not be comfortable with organics, there are some who are generally interested in humans and their culture. Swerve has a huge collection of human movies and thinks it's a tragedy that none of the tributes have seen them! He schedules a daily movie night and ask Rewind to project the films for him which he doesn't too. The tributes were never really exposed to media and entertainment like movies and TV shows, things like animation are like magic to them. Most things like that were reserved for the Capital people and for most of them, they didn't have the luxury of media given their poverish backgrounds and how most had to join their Districts industry to support their families. Being with Rodimus and their crew brought a break to there mostly labor focused life. Though they still worry about their families and friends and what their rescue from the arena means for them. Rung is brought in to help them process their concerns and overall trauma concerning the Reaping and their experience before the games.

As for District 8, I've thought of them a lot! Rue would be the apple of most of the crews optics! Especially that of Tailgate and Cyclonus.

Tailgate has never seen humans outside of Swerves films and can't get over how tiny and cute they are. He doesn't make the greatest impression after the humans are allowed out of the tank and he tries to hold one, marveling how much smaller they are to him. Most of the tributes ran from him but Rue stayed and badly said how cute she thought he was!

"I'm not cute! I'm fierce! " Tailgate objected, but from then on he always hung around Rue. He showed her different parts of the ship and carried her with on his hoverboard, the halls often filled with Tailgate and Rues excited cheers.

And when you have Tailgate you get Cyclonus. While the purple mech adores Rue too, he makes sure to remind Tailgate to please be careful with her as humans are fragile creature. Though Rue often test those boundaries.

Once Cyclonus was having a conversation with Tailgate only for the minibot to burst out laughing, confused Cyclonus realized that Rue had climbed all the way to his shoulder blade without him noticing. He immediately startled and snatched Rue in his shoulders scolding her and Tailgate how dangerous that was, that Rue could have fallen or got caught in one of the jabs in his armor and crushed.

Cyclonus and Tailgate are both taken aback at how Rue gushes over what a cute couple they are!

Despite her mischievous nature, Cyclonus genuinely does like Rue and is protective of her. This even extends to her fellow tribute Thresh, these two share a stoic nature and protective streak that comes with the understanding that their strength is what keeps those close to them safe.

Thresh also finds a surprising friend in Whirl. The cyclops bot thinking that Thresh was impressive with his strength for a human is and that silent attitude of his made him extra cool. Basically, Whirl saw it as a challenge to break through Thresh shell. It started with just gruff replies to the helicopters' questions, to warning against certain actions Whirl thought would be "fun," to finally being the reluctant voice of reason to Whirls shenigans. Given Thresh's background, he probably worked hard every day from an early age to help support his sister and grandmother. His district not giving him the option to have fun or just experience his youth. Whirl is chaos incarnent, and while that can be exhausting it brings out a side of Thresh he didn't know to how much he enjoyed participating in Whirls games.

Now we get to District 12! With Katniss and Peeta!

Because of Peeta's injury he and Katniss spent some time in the medbay with Ratchet. The medical comes off as gruff and stern but Katniss can't help but respect him. He reminded her of her own mother in his quiet concentration when it came to healing others. Ratchet does his best to assist Katniss in addressing Peeta's wound and in intent at making sure the teen is well treated.

Peeta often likes to joke or try to make friendly conversation with Ratchet though he's often met with a dry rely and orders to rest instead of chattering on. Not that Peeta is detered and keeps a bright smile while under Ratchets care.

Drift is another bit that Oeeta surprisingly gets close with, given the former visits Ratchets medbay to check up on the bot and interact with the two humans who have joined him there. He likes talking with Peeta and wishes him a speedy recovery, knowing Peeta got his injury while defending a younger tribute Drift sees Peeta as honorable.

Though things get awkward when Drift mentions how sweet it was that Katniss was treating Peeta and says that they have a beautiful story. Believing that the pair were getting closer romantically because of seeing Peeta's confession on the interviews. This gets a frown from Katniss and a sheepish look from Peeta.

After his recovery, Peeta is allowed out of the medbay he makes another friend in Ten. While Ten can't voice much Peeta sees a fellow creative spirit in him when shown the mechs collection of hand made figures and the flowers he's drawn on himself.

Peeta impresses Ten by drawing items on his armor skillfully, with the enthusiasm he never had when decorating his shops cakes and cookies. Tens more than happy to share his paints with the tiny human.

Going back to Katniss, there's another bot she gets close to and that's Megatron.

At the beginning Katniss believed Megatron was the same as his past self that attempted to take over Earth. Brutal and bloodthirsty but over time her expectations of him were dismissed.

Yes, he came off as cold and standoffish, but more than anything, he was respectful to all the tributes and was observant of their needs, even the Careers who again he had threatened to vaporize.

Seeing this Katniss finally asked him why he even tried with them, his response "Because there as much victims to this system as you and the rest are"

Slowly but surely, Katniss begins to hang out in the side lines with the former tyrant. She was never one for socializing and eventually just ended up spending time with Megatron more often then not. Just silently staying in each others presence.

To her surprise one day Megatron ask her about her district, that he understands that they came from a mining background and he admits that he came from a similar industry.

This takes Katniss by surprise, she could never imagine the "Emperor of Destruction" working in dusty mine shaft. They share their lifestyle experiences, comparing the disparaging life and workload of the miners, eventually the topic drifts to Katnisses father who died in a collapse.

"It probably didn't take them long to move you all to a new hole to dig." he chuckled dryly, but at Katniss silence, he backtracks. "Apologies.... I understand your grief, I too have lost many a friend to accidents in the mines"

Megatron admits to Katniss that even before the arrival to the arena, he and the crew had observed them through their network. He saw her volunteer for her sister so she wouldn't have been taken. And despite Rodimus's intervention, she very well could have saved her from death. He tells her she's an admirable human and sister.

Katniss might tear up and ask if she'll ever see her family or Earth again.

"I promise to do everything in my power to help you and the rest of the humans return safely home one day"

There's another bit on board that also seems to gravitate to Katniss, with how close she's getting to Megatron its no wonder that Ravage takes an interest in her.

Ravage at first makes Katniss and the other tributes nervous, being seen as a large wild animal at first. Startling them as he actually speaks.

But as he starts to wander near Katniss more Peeta starts to joke that Ravage is possibly mistaking her for "catnip" instead of Katniss, the girl is not amused.

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ao3feed-hayffie · 1 year

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A Series of Firsts:First Kiss 💋

by Picabook82

Katniss used to dream about her first kiss. How old would she be? Where would it happen? Who it would be with?

What if Peeta and Katniss met at Camp? Then he moved away. Would they meet again? Could he still be her first kiss? Or did she give it away?

They've both had loss. Can they overcome it?

This is a Modern Day AU. Rated M for Some language.

Words: 2151, Chapters: 1/14, Language: English

Fandoms: Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen, Madge Undersee, Gale Hawthorne, Johanna Mason, Blight (Hunger Games), Cato (Hunger Games), Glimmer (Hunger Games), Clove (Hunger Games), Marvel (Hunger Games), Primrose Everdeen, Rue (Hunger Games), Thresh (Hunger Games), Mrs. Everdeen (Hunger Games), Mr. Mellark (Hunger Games), Haymitch Abernathy, Effie Trinket, Coriolanus Snow, Finnick Odair, Annie Cresta, Beetee Latier, Wiress (Hunger Games), Portia (Hunger Games), Cinna (Hunger Games), Peeta Mellark's Brothers

Relationships: Blight/Johanna Mason, Gale Hawthorne/Madge Undersee, Haymitch Abernathy/Effie Trinket, Katniss Everdeen & Peeta Mellark

Additional Tags: Love Confessions, First Kiss, Misunderstandings, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Humor, Happy Ending, Series, Alternate Universe - Hunger Games Setting, Inspired by The Hunger Games, Summer Camp, Wedding, Jealousy, Fights

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#haymitch x effie #the hunger games #haymitch abernathy #effie trinket #author: Picabook82

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ao3feed-everlark · 10 months

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A quiet life beyond the sea

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by annapeeta

It's 1912. Katniss Everdeen boards the Titanic to join her fiancé Gale Hawthorne in New York. Travelling with her is the Mellark family, looking for a new life in America. Will Katniss be able to find happiness beyond the sea?

(Everlark AU in which Titanic is not the main subject.)

Words: 1694, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, The Hunger Games (Movies)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, Haymitch Abernathy, Gale Hawthorne, Primrose Everdeen, Thresh (Hunger Games), Rue (Hunger Games), Effie Trinket, Johanna Mason

Relationships: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen & Peeta Mellark

Additional Tags: everlark, alternative universe, Titanic - Freeform

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#everlark #everlark fic #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #thg #ao3feed

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seasonsofeverlark · 2 years

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Gone Missing

Author: @norbertsmom

Prompt: I’d like to request a prompt for my birthday 04/20

When journalist Katniss Everdeen is taking hostage by a group of terrorists she was investigating, a Special Force unit of four men is dispatched to free her.

Peeta Mellark is part of the unit.

A relentless pursuit begins between her kidnappers and the group of soldiers who risk their lives for her. Specially a blue-eyed soldier [submitted by @alwayseverlark]

Rating: M for mentions of abduction, human trafficking, violence, and future smut.

Summary: Investigative reporter Katniss Everdeen is looking into the disappearances of young men and women from the outer districts. When she herself disappears, Peeta Mellark and he fellow Special Forces unit are call in to save her.

Takes place in an AU universe where the 10th Hunger Games were the last. Coriolanus Snow never became president. Katniss is still from District 12, but without the misery and starvation.

Author’s Note: Happy birthday, @alwayseverlark. Here’s part one of your birthday fic. I’ll have the rest of it posted soon. _______________

Katniss settles down at her computer with a half-eaten sandwich in her hand, as the screen comes to life. Her sister Prim’s bright smiling face fills the screen and Katniss can’t help but smile back at her.

“How was your day, Little Duck?” Katniss asks before taking a big bite of her peanut butter sandwich.

“Clinicals are kicking my butt, but I love it. How’s your day going? Any leads on the disappearances?”

“The receptionist at the orchard wouldn’t let me in to see the foreman, even though I had an appointment. Apparently they didn’t know who I was until I showed up or they never would have agreed to see me. She tried to tell me they had no records of missing employees. People just run off. Can you believe it?”

Prim shakes her head.

Katniss finishes off her sandwich and takes a big drink of water.

“When I pushed back and demanded copies of their employment retention records, the smarmy foreman came out of the office. He tried to tell me he’d love to help me, but he couldn’t possibly share employee’s private information.”

“What did you do?”

I reminded him that the orchard is owned by the district, and that retention records are public property and he is required to provide them to anyone who asks.”

“What happened then,” Prim asks with a smirk.

“Oh, you should have seen his face, Prim. It went ghostly white. Quite the contrast to the odd black facial hair he was sporting. But he quickly regained his composure and assured me he would have the records for me first thing in the morning.”

“Good. He probably never had anyone talk to him like that before, standing up for herself.”

“Probably not,” Katniss says. “I did talk to one of the employees. A young woman, about your age, named Rue pulled me aside as I was leaving the office.”

“What did she tell you?” Prim asked excitedly.

“She gave me the names of a few people to look into. She knows for a fact that a few have gone missing. She had a friend named Thresh who would never leave his sister and grandmother all alone. And one of her former classmates disappeared right after she got accepted into college. She and her family had been saving for her tuition for years. She left everything behind.”

“Yeah, those both seem pretty suspicious. You think the foreman is in on it?”

“Oh yeah. That’s why I set up a camera outside his office. Want to see what going on there? I can share the screen with you.”

“Sure,” Prim said, excitedly. “Let’s see what you got.”

“Don’t be too excited, Prim. Investigating is slow going. Sometimes nothing happens for days,” Katniss says as she get the split screen set up.

“I know, but I’ve only ever seen home in District 12 and school in District 4. I’d like to see the world like you do, Katniss.”

The view on the screen is dimly lit because it’s nearing sunset. The trees in the background sway in the wind, but otherwise, there’s no movement.

“See, pretty dull. Nothing going on,” Katniss says.

“It’s still nice. Look at that orchard. It must smell heavenly, all those fruit trees,” Prim says dreamily.

“Definitely better than twelve,” Katniss agrees with a chuckle.

A young woman comes into view on the screen.

“That’s Rue,” Katniss says, “The young woman I talked to earlier. I wonder why she’s going to the office at this time of day. She should be home with her family. She told me she’s the oldest of six and helps her mother out with her younger siblings.” Katniss clicks a key on her keyboard. “There. I just turned on the sound so we can hear too.”

After a few minutes pass and Rue does not come back out of the office, Katniss starts to worry. “Where is she? I think something is going on. I hope she doesn’t get in trouble for talking to me. I’m going to go after her. See if I can help, or at least find out what’s going on.”

“Be careful, Katniss. This isn’t a District mayor skimming tax dollars. This could be very dangerous.”

“I know, Prim. But I can’t just sit here and watch. I have to go check on Rue. Make sure she’s okay. If it makes you feel better. Keep watching the screen. You can see and hear me when I get to the office and hopefully come back out with Rue.”

“And if you don’t?”

“Call Uncle Haymitch. He’ll know what to do.”

Prim sits back and bites her nails as she watches her sister leave her apartment. All thoughts of the test she needs to study for long forgotten as the minutes pass. It seem like hours as she waits for Katniss to show up again on the other side of the screen.

Katniss finally appears and Prim lets out a sigh of relief.

Katniss quietly walks up to the office window and peers inside. She looks up at the camera and shakes her head, mouthing the words, “can’t see anything.” She then walks over to the screen door and turns the knob. It opens, so she walks inside. Quietly closing the door behind her.

Katniss is now completely out of view behind the closed screen door.

Prim holds her breath as she listens for any sound from her sister. She hits record, just in case.

After a few minutes, low voices start coming through, but they are too quiet to hear. Prim turns up the volume on her computer as far as it can go, and she finally can make out the voices.

“A little early for your documents, aren’t you, Miss Everdeen?” a snarky male voice asks.

“Am I?” Katniss asks. “I thought you said to come back tonight?”

“Now, now, Miss Everdeen. Don’t lie. Why are you really here? Looking for someone?”

“Do you have someone here who can answer my questions?”

“Don’t play coy, Miss Everdeen. I’m aware you spoke to Rue Stenberg after you left my office. Did you see her come in here on the camera you planted? Yes, I know about your camera, Miss Everdeen. Don’t worry. I’ll give you all the information you want. You’ll get to see where our tributes are taken, firsthand. You can be the star of your very next story. Well, if only you were to make it out alive.”

Scuffling can be heard. Katniss comes running out of the door. She quickly looks up at the camera.

“Katniss!” Prim screams as she watches her sister swiftly run away, followed shortly by two Peacekeepers and another man. The man directs the Peacekeepers to split up, each going in a different direction, then calmly turns around and walks back toward the office. He stops at the door and looks up at the camera. He points his finger at the camera, then raises his thumb, making the symbol of a gun as the corner of his lips slowly raise into an evil grin.

Minutes later Katniss burst into her apartment. “Prim, are you still there?”

“I’m here, Katniss. I saw them run after you on the screen. They could be there any minute. Get out of there.”

Katniss scrambles around her apartment, gathering her things as she tells Prim, “They got Rue. I know it. I could hear her muffled cries. They tried to grab me, but I got away. I gotta get out of here. I’ll get some help from, from, I don’t know where. I gotta go.”

“Go, Katniss. I’ll call Uncle Haymitch, let him know you’re coming. Get out of there, go see him.”

“I’m going, Prim. I’ll come back for my computer when it’s safe.” Katniss throws her backpack over her shoulder and heads for the door. “Good luck at school, Prim. I’ll talk to you soon.”

“See ya soon,” Prim says as Katniss opens the door to leave.

There, standing at the door, are two Peacekeepers and the man with the beard. “Going somewhere, Miss Everdeen?” the bearded man says before one of the Peacekeepers hits Katniss on the side of the head and she’s knocked out cold.

“Katniss!” Prim screams, but quickly covers the camera on her computer as the man with the beard looks up at Katniss’ computer. He smiles that evil grin again before turning back to leave. Prim watches in horror as her sister is dragged away.

#everlark #everlark fanfiction #spring 2022 #spring #birthday #norbertsmom #submission #prompt

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thesweetnessofspring · 7 months

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(I think my trick or treat sent without anything added to it oops!! here’s my second attempt 😅)

Last Minute Trick or Treat! 🍬🍬 -

What Halloween party games (like apple bobbing, pumpkin carving etc) do you think Everlark absolutely excel at?

Happy Halloween!

This has spun off into a very quick, rough fanfic--some THG characters play the party game "Werewolf" (also known as Mafia).

"What roles are we doing again?" Clove asks. I shift in my seat, glancing at the random bunch assembled here in Caesar Flickerman's basement. From the popular Gale to Thresh and his little cousin Rue, we have nothing in common but that for some reason, Caesar invited us all here for a game of Werewolf. I hadn't wanted to come, but Prim claimed she was too old for trick-or-treating and Gale insisted we come.

The party, hosted by the senior Caesar, mostly consists of high-achievers, do-gooders, and Thresh who had to watch his little cousin Rue. Basically, those not the type to get drunk on Halloween night. And as Gale knew I was one of those, he lowered himself to come to this party with me. Although this smaller group is more my speed, I'm lost in the rules of their game. I understand we have three werewolves to kill and we have to guess who they are, but I don't understand all of the different names people are tossing out for other roles in the game. I sit back as others discuss the particular minutia of this particular game.

"Three werewolves, a witch, a seer, a hunter, a little girl, four villagers," Caesar says, then gives a wide, toothy smile. "Oh, and cupid. They'll pick the lovers."

"Can the witch save someone each night?" Marvel asks.

"No," Caesar said. "One potion to save and one potion to kill the whole game. If they die before they use it, that's never used."

More questions fly at Caesar as he clarifies the roles and what each one does. I try to keep them in mind because I'll end up with one of them. The seer can find out if someone is a werewolf or not each night. The hunter can choose one person to kill alongside them if they're killed. The little girl can peek during play to see who's who, but if they get caught, the werewolves will surely kill them. And the two lovers, chosen by the cupid, will die if the other one does, too. The villagers do nothing but get killed and join in the accusations of who the werewolf is.

"Let's have everyone pick out their roles now," Caesar says as he jostles a bowl of torn-up paper with the roles jotted down. He starts with Glimmer, then goes around the circle of us to hand out the slips of paper. I'm halfway into the circle and I pick out my role.

Witch.

Two potions the whole game. One to save and one to kill. Easy enough to remember, but I don't care for that responsibility.

"Now that everyone has their role," Caesar says, "we can get the game started!"

He steps outside the circle and turns off the lights, so the only light comes from the LED color-changing lights, which Caesar sets to blue. Shadows form around the circle and makes everyone now just a little harder to read.

"Welcome to our little village," Caesar says as he takes center stage in the middle of the circle. "All of us have lived quite peacefully together in our village on the outskirts of the forest. But lately, something's been happening. Sheep and pigs have gone missing, only track marks of being dragged away and finally splatters of blood giving any clue to what this bloodthirsty monster must be. Now, after a long day toiling at your crops and spinning wheel, you retire to bed. Everyone, close your eyes."

I follow the instructions and settle into the darkness behind my eyelids.

"First, cupid will have to choose the lovers. Cupid, open your eyes." Caesar pauses, then says, "Cupid, point to the two lovers." Another pause. "Thank you Cupid, you may close your eyes. As for the rest of you, I'm going to walk around in a circle and if I tap your knee, you're one of the lovers. When I tell you to, you'll open your eyes and see your true love. And remember, if they die, you die, too."

Not me, not me, not me, I chant in my head. It might only be a game, but the thought of being anyone's "lover" makes me uncomfortable. My eyes still shut, I wait as Caesar takes a loop around the circle and then feel a strong tap against my knee so that I can't deny I've been chosen for this.

"Lovers, open your eyes and discover who it is you will die without," Caesar says.

I open my eyes and immediately make eye contact with Peeta Mellark, who is possibly the nicest boy in my grade. The whole school, probably. He gives me a shy smile and my insides become runny and I can't help but smile back and hope I don't ruin his game for him by getting accused first of being a werewolf thanks to my resting bitch face.

"Lovers, close your eyes."

I shut them again. Caesar runs through the werewolves, who make their first decision on who to kill, then offer the seer an insight into whether or not someone's a werewolf, then the witch. I open my eyes and decline to use either potion.

"The sun rises red in the east, you wake up and discover that blood has been spilled this night," Caesar says. "Madge and Cato are on their way to the town's bakery only to discover in the middle of the town square, slashed and gutted: Delly!"

Delly lets out a groan. "The first one!"

"Who were you?" The red-headed Kit asks.

"Cupid," she says, showing her slip of paper. Caesar holds out the bowl an she tosses it back in. I narrow my eyes at her for a moment. So she's who I have to thank for this extra job of keeping Peeta safe.

"Any accusations?" Caesar asks.

"I've noticed in this game," Gale says, "that the first person to die is often closer to one of the werewolves."

I already know where he's going with this. Delly and Peeta are good friends, have been since we were kids since they live next door to each other. And I have to stop it.

"Delly's friends with everyone," I say. "Even me. That doesn't help much."

"But there are some people she's closer to," Gale says.

"You know, I heard Glimmer moving around during the werewolf part," Clove interrupts.

Glimmer gasps and says, "I was scratching my arm!"

"Or you could have been moving your arm to point at someone," Peeta says. He clearly knows what Gale had been thinking, too.

"Are you accusing Glimmer then?" Caesar asks.

"I am," Clove says.

"Seconded," Peeta agrees.

"Anyone else?" Caesar asks.

"Marvel," Cato says.

"What?!" Marvel asks.

"I don't know," Cato says, shrugging. "Gotta have at least two and you're just as likely as any of us."

Glimmer and Marvel have their opportunity to defend themselves, Glimmer giving an impassioned speech about this being just like the Salem Witch Trials, and Marvel shrugging it off with a "Whatever. I didn't do it and Cato's an idiot."

The vote's close, but in the end, it's seven to five, not in favor Glimmer.

"Villager!" she says, showing her paper. "I hope you're happy now!"

Madge gets killed off by the werewolves next, and the accusations around that fly around. Kit ends up on the chopping block, but that was bad news, since she was our seer and now we have no insight into who might be a werewolf. She didn't even get to share with us what she'd learned the first two nights.

The next round, when I open my eyes, planning to turn down using the potion, Rue's little hand waves at me from around Thresh's huge body on the chair next to me. She gestures to herself and I understand she is, aptly, the game's little girl.

"Would you like to save anyone tonight?" Caesar asks.

Rue looks at me with wide eyes. I look at Caesar, nod, and gesture toward Rue. He points at Rue in confirmation.

"Would you like to poison anyone, witch?" Caesar says. "And as a reminder to the little girl, they cannot communicate during the night. Only peek."

With Rue unable to aid me, I shake my head.

"Well, last night was quite an adventure," Caesar says. "Rue was out of bed and spying on the werewolves when they spotted her and ripped her open with their teeth. Leaving her to die, a witch came by and used a potion to revive our Rue back to life. No one has died tonight, and the witch's saving potion is used up. Now, any accusations?"

"Marvel!" Rue says, pointing her finger at him. "I was peeking and he saw me and pointed to me! I didn't get a good look at the others, but I know he's a werewolf!"

"Seconded," Thresh says, the first time he's talked all game.

"Any other accusations?" Caesar asks. No one brings up any other names and Marvel groans, accepting his fate.

"I was a werewolf," he says and puts his slip back in the bowl. Everyone cheers the first successful werewolf kill.

Next round, all I have left is a killing potion, which I don't use. I wish for more saving potion, because clearly the werewolves will be after Rue now, and sure enough, come sunrise, she's the one who's dead.

Now with the accusations, things are desperate.

"Katniss has been quiet," Clove says. "Hasn't talked since the first round."

"Katniss is always quiet," Peeta says. "You can't accuse her because of that. You'd have to throw Thresh in as well."

"I think it's Clove," Gale says. "She's been making bad accusations this whole time."

"Shut up!" Clove says. "Actually, I think it's you. You only voted Marvel because everyone else was and you've been bossing everyone around more than us, but we've only gotten one werewolf."

"I second Clove," I say. She is acting a little too defensive.

"And I second Gale," Cato says.

Gale and I are the only one who vote for Clove, and everyone else votes for Gale.

"Hunter," Gale says. "And I'm taking Clove out with me."

Clove gives a low growl and flips her paper around. "I was a werewolf."

"So there's one left." Cato looks around. "Who else? The witch and two villagers?"

"And the lovers," Thresh says.

I try not to look guilty, but Thresh clocks my expression and squints at me. Oh no, he thinks I'm the werewolf.

"All right, remaining players, close your eyes," Caesar says.

With my eyes shut and Caesar telling the remaining werewolf to choose their kill. Based on the look given to me, Thresh must be a villager. Which means that either Cato or Peeta is the werewolf. If Peeta dies, I die. Even if he is a monster. But maybe, if it's Cato and I take him out with the poison, Thresh won't have to die, too.

"Witch, you may open your eyes," Caesar says. I look up at him, his skin and hair illuminated blue in the light. "Do you wish to use your potion?"

I point at Cato. Caesar confirms, but the pool is so small now it'd be impossible to misunderstand where I'd pointed. I see the "dead" look at each other in despair and realize my mistake. Cato isn't the werewolf.

Peeta is.

"Very well, everyone open your eyes," Caesar says and claps his hands in delight. "Oh, this has been quite an interesting round! Last night, a pair of lovers slipped out in the dark together to commit a double-murder. First, the werewolf ripped Thresh's throat out and ensured his death, while the witch poisoned Cato's beer and he died choking on his own vomit."

Cato throws his hands up and glares between Peeta and me. "Which one of you killed me?"

I raise my hand. "I was the witch."

"And I'm the werewolf," Peeta says.

"So the werewolves won?" Clove asks, holding her hands to her chest in hope.

"No, the lovers won," Caesar said. "It's rare that neither of them gets killed off, but it helps that Peeta, as a werewolf, deterred them from killing Katniss and they stuck together in the game without the rest of you realizing it. With the other two dead, in the end, the lovers prevailed and get to live in their little village in the woods peacefully, with no one to bother their supernatural lives."

I can't help but cheer and when Peeta gets up from his seat and offers me a high-five, I do one better and give him a hug. We are lovers, after all--it's the least I can do.

#thg trick or treat #thg trick or treat 23 #this one is rough but seasonally fun #thg fanfiction

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Happy Fourth Of July / Independence Day! Here’s a post of Katniss having to stand up on her toes to reach Peeta to commemorate 🥳😍 :

“I’m sure they didn’t notice anything but you. You should wear flames more often,” he says. “They suit you.” And then he gives me a smile that seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.

A warning bell goes off in my head. Don’t be so stupid. Peeta is planning how to kill you, I remind myself. He is luring you in to make you easy prey. The more likable he is, the more deadly he is.

But because two can play at this game, I stand on tiptoe and kiss his cheek. Right on his bruise.

- Hunger Games, Chapter 5.

The crowd can't help but respond with gasps and murmurs. There is no precedent for what Peeta has done. I don't even know if it's legal. He probably doesn't know, either, so he didn't ask in case it isn't. As for the families, they just stare at us in shock. Their lives were changed forever when Thresh and Rue were lost, but this gift will change them again. A month of tribute winnings can easily provide for a family for a year. As long as we live, they will not hunger.

I look at Peeta and he gives me a sad smile. I hear Haymitch's voice. “You could do a lot worse.” At this moment, it's impossible to imagine how I could do any better. The gift ... it is perfect. So when I rise up on tiptoe to kiss him, it doesn't seem forced at all.

Catching Fire, Chapter 4

#everlark #thg #hunger games #katniss everdeen #Peeta mellark #a smol and a tol

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everlarkficquestions · 3 years

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Whatever Day it is Today Stumped Day 36

It’s another Sunday ?? Stumped Day!

Sometimes we straight out get stumped. So every few months we will pick a Sunday when we’ll post of a list of asks that we need your help on.

In this round, we are focusing on asks for specific stories. If your ask for a more general “type of” story is not included, it does not mean we are ignoring it, it just means we need more time to research and answer these asks.

If you know the answer to any of these asks please shoot us a message/ ask/ with the Post number and the fic details and we’ll add it and give you a shout out with our thanks. Any links you can provide will also be super helpful.

Thanks!

Post 1 , Post 2 , Post 3, Post 4, Post 5, Post 6, Post 7, Post 8, Post 9, Post 10, Post 11, Post 12, Post 13, Post 14, Post 15, Post 16, Post 17, Post 18, Post 19, Post 20, Post 21, Post 22 , Post 23, Post 24, Post 25, Post 26, Post 27, Post 28, Post 29 , Post 30, Post 31, Post 32, Post 33, Post 34 and Post 35 can be found here - and there are still fics we need your help with.

597. weepingmilkshakesandwich asked:there's a fic that I can't find where Peeta takes Katniss to the lake and Effie gives Katniss a bikini that becomes transparent in the water, but Katniss has no idea. Could you help me find it?

598. weepingmilkshakesandwich asked:any where k and p go to the hob and sae makes fun of them?

599. eversnarkly asked:Hey! I was wondering if you could help me find this story that focuses on Katniss only dating older guys and eventually dating Peeta's older brother, until she discovers that he's immature and then gets with Peeta, who's her age. I think it was posted on tumblr as a one-shot and also features Rue as her friend. Rue's brother is Thresh, who's older and dated Katniss in the past. Thanks!

FOUND! Closing the (Age) Gap - Savvylark (Thank you, @daydreamsandcaffeine!)

600. alwayseverlark asked:Hello!! As always thanks so much for your work! This is the best blog ever!!I am looking for a AU- modern setting, where Katniss returns to her town and Peeta is going to marry Delly, but Katniss still loves Peeta (I’m not sure if she never told him or broke with him), they have a conversation in the back door of the bakery (they are sit down on the stairs)Does it ring a bell?

601. myminemind asked:Hi! I was wondering if you'd help me find an everlark fic I think it's in ff . net where katniss and peeta's daughter was attacked when she played in the woods..? I think the daughter's name is Grace but I might mix it up with other fanfic I read.. it's been a long time but I'd love to rediscover it if possible thank you so much for all that you do!! :)

602. crazedfangirlofmanythings asked:Hi, Hi yall! Been a bit but I'm lost. I'm not sure we're i read it, but its where Katniss and Gale go out into the woods. The have to keep away and Peeta is taken in the Capitol. She finds out she's pregnant and has to lie to the world that its Peeta even thought she doesn't love him. Anyone got ideas? It's killing me!

FOUND! Could this be Spectator by FanficAllergy? (Thank you, @rosefyrefyre!)

603. acromioclavicular3 asked:Hi! I think I left an ask of this before but I kinda remember some more details.I was looking for this smutty fic where Katniss and Peeta are having dinner, possibly celebrating an anniversary or a birthday. Katniss gets jealous at a waitress.They go home. Katniss is upset and in their bedroom Peeta asks why. She reveals that it's because Peeta was giving the waitress a smile that was hers, that was only meant for Katniss. As they begin to undress Peeta reaizes Katniss isn't wearing anything underneath the dress the whole time.Peeta proceeds to make it up to Katniss by seductively removing her clothes for her and touching her slowly saying things like "these eyes are yours" as he looks at her, "these hands are yours" as he dips his fingers between her legs....Basically Peeta saying that everything he is is "yours" to Katniss.I thank you in advance!

604. stupidsatsuma asked:Hello! The fic I’m looking for is one that, if I recall correctly, was an angsty story with a happy ending. Pretty sure it’s a neighbors style AU, but one where Peeta is slightly older. Katniss always wanted him to be her first, but then he goes off to college and I think she ends up asking another one of their friends (maybe Finnick??) to be her first. I can’t remember if she follows through with this other guy or not, but I am sure it was everlark endgame (because of course!) it just was a bit of a trip to get there. Maybe I overlooked it on one of the master lists, or maybe I’m even getting my fandoms mixed up? (Entirely possible, there are so many to keep track of...) Either way, thanks in advance and have a great day!

605. allflowerscatchthesunlight asked:Hey! I’m looking for a fic that was on ffnet. Katniss gets pregnant with peetas baby between catching fire and mockingjay. Peeta I think was captured then returned. When the baby is born and after the war when they’re in district twelve katniss becomes distant and lives alone in her victors house. Peeta ends up taking care of the toddler girl. Katniss slowly rebuilds her relationship with them both. Really sad :(

606. sweetjentlehome asked:hey! im looking for this fic: it is about gale’s pov watching peeta comfort katniss after a nightmare at night. there’s no dialogue between katniss and peeta as gale cannot hear them, and i also remember that it was like snowing so peeta wraps his scarf around katniss neck and the next morning in the everdeen home prim comments on the scarf. im so sorry this sounds so confusing

FOUND! Gale’s Window - JavisTG

607. supreme-doritos asked:Hi! first off i just wanna say your page is amazing!! ive read so many ffics bc of it so thank you <3 i was wondering if you know of any catching fire fics where katniss isn't as naive and actually sorta knows whats going on/is more aware that her actions have consequences? also do you know of any fics where katniss is friends with the other victors (eg she won before the 74th games or she is just nicer etc lol)? thank you so much!! :)

608. luckyphoenix asked:Hi! Are there any fics where Peeta has a nickname (From family, friends, or K)? I’ve read some where he’s called peanut by his dad or angel by K but I can’t remember where?

His dad calls him Peanut in these:

See Right Through My Walls - HPfanonezillion

Catch Me As I Fall - HPfanonezillion

Katniss calls Peeta “Peanut” in this one:

Fifty Shades of Peeta - mrspeetamellark

609. makennalovessunshine asked:I know there are a lot of fics that show the affects of Peetas abuse from the capitol but do you know of any that show the effects of his moms abuse. Like flinching when someone makes a gesture cause his first thought is that there going to hit him or anything simialar?💚

Let Me Fly - FanficAllergy & RoseFyreFyre

610. emilythelegend asked:Any touch starved katniss fics??

611. atfhj asked:Hi! Do you know of the story where Katniss was dating Gale and Peeta was Gale’s apartment neighbor. I think it started with Katniss showing up in a trench coat (w nothing under) on Peeta’s door instead of Gale’s. Also, do you know one where Katniss is Peeta’s personal assistant? I remember one where Peeta was older than Katniss and they both went to Finnick and Annie’s wedding, which was back in Peeta’s hometown.

FOUND!1) Rain, come again - orphan_account (Thank you, @emilia206!)

- or -

This ficlet - atetheredmind (Thank you, @allie-rose!)

2) Baked - peetazeus (Thank you, @finnickfoxes!)

612. stonyspideypool asked:Hey! I can't remember what this fanfic is called but it is explicit. And katniss and peeta are in college I think they are best friends.. or it might be gale and katniss but she gives him a blowjob when he's trying to work or somethin and gale walks in but he doesn't know I can't remember what it's called.. there's also another one where she does it in the bakery. Sorry I can't remember 😅LOVE THE BLOG BTW❤💙❤💙

FOUND! Part of this sounds like the second chapter of Saint Peeta by thegirlonpeetamellark. (Thank you, @bellairestrella!)

Do any of these fics ring a bell? Please let us know!

#~#sunday stumped day #ssd #mod post

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districtunrest · 3 years

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author self-interview

tagged by endlessnightlock :) thank you!!

name: we’ll still say Gabbie, even though that’s very much an alias leftover from being a minor online. I also go by MarbleSharp.

fandoms: THG is the only one I’m active in lately but this blog reflects my other, more passive fandom interests lol

where do you post: Archive of Our Own and Fanfiction.net. and then I advertise/preview things here on tumblr.

most popular multi-chapter fic: Somthing of Our Own, or SOO, a WIP about Haymitch and Hazelle Hawthorne with peripheral Everlark, reconstruction, and other fun post-MJ things.

favorite story you’ve written so far: gosh, Idk. I think I like SOO best because it’s my most recent writing and it’s my attempt at a mature slow-burn between two middle-aged people with shared history and a good deal of baggage but a good deal of hope, too. it’s just flat-out compelling to me and I care about it a lot which makes it more than a little painstaking to write, haha

fic you were nervous to post: my very first one, To Have and To Hold, back in 2011 when I was in the eighth grade(!). but it’s a nice, little, bittersweet AU about Haymitch’s girl, had she and his family survived.

how do you choose your titles: agonizingly.

do you outline: for multi-chapter stories, I do. but they’re loose outlines where I leave room to let things happen ~ organically ~ in between major plot points. I tend to be very character-driven.

complete:

Best of Luck, Mockingjay - for a horror prompt, featuring Jackson toward the brutal end of the Squad 451.

bronze legacy - a prompt about Finnick & Annie’s son that sort of explores the genetic/societal onus of carrying a late parent’s legacy. there’s a happy ending though!

The Callers from the Coffin - my first multi-chapter story, where I used Markus Zusak’s narrator Death from The Book Thief to narrate parts of Haymitch’s life that either Haymitch remembers on his deathbed or Death witnessed itself. it’s not really a crossover but I labeled it as such because there are general spoilers for TBT. it was fun to write and the reception was pretty good, though much of the character backstory within is no longer my headcanon lol

cinderella man - a short and sweet multi-chapter story where I use the Cinderella fairy tale to tell Peeta’s side of the Everlark story (or one interpretation of it, anyway).

eat your heart out - about Titus, the cannibal tribute.

Gym Class - an Everlark oneshot where Katniss accidentally (but also not) hits Peeta in the face with a dodgeball, or the origin story of Peeta’s ‘not a piece in their games’ philosophy.

let the memories be good for those who stay - my one (1) story for another fandom. it’s an AU of The Book Thief where the main character Liesel dies and her love interest Rudy lives instead. I’ve gotten many an upset comment about it, which I accept warmly. :)

A New Way to Breathe - a prompt (for shesasurvivor actually!) about Johanna and Haymitch after the war, though in this story the war doesn’t end... well... for some beloved characters. imo, this fic is best read listening to “Alone Together” by Fallout Boy on repeat.

stronger than her story (once she’s lost the plot) - Enobaria vs. Johanna through the years. and it’s very much vs., not / or &

To Have and To Hold

in progress:

so this is your maverick - this AU where Thresh and Rue win can be considered finished but I’d love to come back to it and do a second, final part from Rue’s perspective. only trouble is, I’ve read several great fics with this same AU that cover them going through the rebellion together and so I don’t really know what I have to add to it. we’ll see (as if it hasn’t been 8 years lmao)

Something of Our Own

coming soon:

a month ago, I would’ve said stronger than her story (once she’s lost the plot), a near decade-long WIP lol

but for right now, I’m just working on SOO. *shrugs*

do you accept prompts: sure, though I tend to be a slow writer and I might have to sit on it for a while before posting it. it’d probably be a drabble, too.

upcoming story you’re most excited to write: the rest of SOO? I feel like a broken record :P

story/stories you’re most excited to read: the stories or authors I’m subscribed to, of which there are too many to list here. I also love to check out my mutuals’ recommendations or their own work!

tagging shesasurvivor, juxtaposie, hawtnip, warriorlid14, finnicksannie, lorata (all of whom I hope haven’t already been asked this... if you’ve answered, please tag me so I can learn more about your work!!)

#thg #hunger games #everlark #haymitch abernathy #the book thief #fanfiction #shesasurvivor #juxtaposie #hawtnip #warriorlid14 #finnicksannie #lorata

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hutchhitched · 4 years

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High Heels at Midnight

Written by: @hutchhitched

Prompt 134: Visual Prompt. To see it go HERE [submitted by @javistg]

Ratings/Warnings: Rated T for innuendo, sexual tension, and mild language

A/N: As with many other authors, I didn’t get my @everlarkficexchange stories submitted prior to the deadlines in April and May due to 2020 being abysmal and my muse taking a very long vacation. My apologies for the delay, but I’m excited to bring this one to you, especially since it’s for @javistg, who’s worked tirelessly to bring this exchange to the fandom. You are amazing! I hope this interpretation of the prompt brings you joy.

“So, here’s the real question,” Peeta murmured in her ear as she took another sip of champagne. “How many of these people are going to last past 10:30?”

Katniss surveyed the ballroom and narrowed her eyes at the crowd. Everybody was there. Finnick and Annie were across the room swaying together in the corner instead of cutting up the dance floor. That had to be because of Annie’s anxiety and not Finnick’s propensity to be the life of every party. Haymitch held down his end of the bar while Effie attempted to curtail his alcohol consumption. Gale and Johanna disappeared down the hall in the direction of the bathrooms but not without groping each other inappropriately at least five times first. Madge waved from across the way as her boyfriend fed her a bite of cake, and the happy couple, Thresh and Rue moved from table to table as they greeted their wedding guests and thanked them for coming.

“Not too many. Haymitch is halfway to drunk, at least one couple is about to have sex in the bathroom, and my feet hurt so badly, I might have to kill someone if they make me stand up for another ten minutes.”

He chuckled, a gloriously beautiful sound that made her heart swell in her chest and wonder how in the hell her best friend was the most gorgeous human she’d ever met. His blue eyes glinted with humor, and the smile splitting his face made her stomach do a little flip. He slung his arm around her shoulders and tugged her over to their table. Without a word, he sank onto a chair and then settled her in his lap.

“I’m gonna make an executive decision here,” he said with a motion to her feet. “Take them off.”

“Go barefoot at the classiest wedding since Mayor Snow’s niece rented out the ballroom in the Plaza? I don’t think that’s the best idea,” she declined with a shake of her head. “I did promise Rue I’d be on my best behavior.”

He shifted under her, and her face flushed at the feeling of his crotch under her silk and g-string not-really-covered ass. “What are you doing?”

Peeta lifted her right leg, yanked off her shoe, and tossed it under the table before moving to the other one. “I’m taking these bullshit shoes off you. I’m tired of being the date of the most boring woman here.”

“I’m not boring!” she protested, but he didn’t even bother to listen to her.

“We’ve done nothing but stand around and watch everybody else. I’m done with that shit. Let’s dance.” He hauled her onto the parquet floor, pulled her to him, and led her in a vigorous, almost athletic, swing dance that left her breathless. After that, he guided her in a waltz, and then (to her complete surprise), he broke out his club moves and got down to a G-rated version of what she knew was an extremely X-rated hip hop song. It was halfway through watching him grind his hips against hers that she decided she not only needed to escape to the bathroom but really needed to get the hell away from him before she threw him down on the floor and ruined Thresh and Rue’s wedding, her dress, and both their reputations.

“Nice moves out there, Everdeen,” Johanna said with a lascivious smirk as she stood washing her hands at a neighboring sink. “You’ve got some rhythm, but Mellark’s buns shake like a bowl full of jelly. I’d eat that all day long if I had a chance.”

Katniss glanced over at the other woman and rolled her eyes. “Didn’t you just get your rocks off with Gale? Can’t you leave my best friends alone?”

“Don’t hate. Gale and you have barely talked since you decided Mellark was more your speed. You can’t blame a girl for taking what’s offered when it’s in the form of tall, dark, handsome, and broody.”

“For love of all things, Jo. I don’t really want to know what you two get up to. You don’t have to share every thought in your head.”

Johanna turned toward her and cocked her black leather clad hip against the counter. She ran her hands through her spiky black hair and perused Katniss and down. It was clear she found the green taffeta bridesmaid dress and Katniss herself severely wanting.

“You know, if my best friend looked like Peeta, was as kind and considerate as he is, and had been in love with me for the past two decades, I’d take advantage of that shit. Maybe you should stop thinking so hard and just go for it tonight. It’s an open bar. Drink some more, get a little tipsy, and bed that man before he loses his patience and moves onto someone who actually appreciates his package.”

“I appreciate him!” she protested, but Johanna snorted.

“You appreciate that he’s your default plus one, changes burned out lightbulbs, and cooks you dinner while he willingly keeps you company every Saturday night instead of going out to the clubs to find another woman. You appreciate that package, but he’s got another one that needs some attention. That is, before his own arm falls off from jerking himself while he waits for you to figure out you’re meant for each other.”

Katniss’ mouth fell open at the other woman’s words. Peeta had been her best friend for so long that she’d become immune to the whispers and side-eyes they received from people who didn’t believe they were actually affectionate to each other because they enjoyed spending time with each other and weren’t primarily focused on jumping into bed together. Johanna’s blatant discussion of her relationship with Peeta was a bit off-putting. If she were being honest with herself, Katniss was a little shaken up at the overtly sexualized language about her platonic best friend.

If she were actually being completely honest, she’d admit she was turned the hell on at the thought of jumping her best friend’s bones and seeing the pert little ass Johanna seemed to regard so highly. See it naked, that is. Or jiggling like jelly? Or something. She’d kind of lost her train of thought thinking about Peeta’s butt.

“Close your mouth, Everdeen. You two are the only ones who won’t admit you’re in love with each other. The rest of us have been aware for a long time.”

“But I’m not—”

“Yeah, you are.”

“But I’m not!”

“You are.”

“Well, even if I was, he’s not—”

“He is.”

“Noooooooo! He’s not.”

“He really is.”

“He’s… But— Fuuuuuuuuuck!”

She almost laughed when she heard herself. Her expletive reeked of shock and discovery and so much hope it almost scared her. Who would have known a trip to the bathroom would be so enlightening? It almost made it worth it to have her shoes back on. They were still killing her.

“Go get your man, woman!” Johanna ordered and pushed Katniss out of the bathroom.

Music from the DJ echoed down the hall causing her eardrums to thrum and her heart to beat erratically. Or perhaps it wasn’t the music. Maybe it was the sudden realization that the man she’d spent almost every day of her life with for the past several years wasn’t just the person she trusted with her secrets and called when she was having a bad day. He was absolutely her best friend, but he was also the man with whom she was head over heels, desperately, and completely in love.

Almost numb with the discovery, she drifted down the hall and back to their table. She sank into a chair and toed off her shoes while her head spun. A new song started, a driving, poppy beat, that she loved, and he materialized suddenly in front of her with his hand out and a beatific smile plastered on his face. She stumbled against him when he hauled her to standing, and their torsos brushed together. She savored the sparks of electricity and the way his eyes shone with appreciation. His mouth was so red, she bit her bottom lip just to keep from biting his.

“Come on, Everdeen. This is our song!”

They took the dance floor by storm, and she laughed riotously as he twirled and spun her around the room. Song after song passed as the guests slipped away. Before she knew it, it was almost midnight and the newly married couple escaped in a hail of bubbles and well wishes.

“Drink for the road?” Peeta asked and motioned toward the bar. She nodded and allowed him to pull her over to that side of the room and order them both two fingers of whiskey. She’d had quite a bit of champagne earlier, but it didn’t seem to be hitting her too hard. It must have been the amount of dancing they’d done. Taking the glass offered to her, she tossed it back and grinned when Peeta suggested another round.

“Don’t mind if I do,” she said with a grin and leaned into him.

“Better watch it. I might have to carry you home.”

Emboldened by the feel of his warm chest against her bare shoulder, she downed her second drink while looking at him through her lashes. She shivered when his throat bobbed, and she motioned for one more refill.

“I kind of don’t want to think anymore tonight,” she admitted and closed her eyes as the whiskey loosened her muscles and relaxed her limbs. She snorted when she realized she’d basically just had four shots of whiskey and was eagerly awaiting five and six. She always had such tight control over her emotions and actions, but after her chat with Johanna in the bathroom, she really wanted to see how things evolved if she stopped fighting herself and allowed the attraction to her best friend to develop.

“I’ll take care of you,” he promised and clinked his glass against hers. His low voice made her insides quiver, and she moved closer to him, allowing her hips to graze against his in clumsy, awkward crashes.

“I’m counting on it,” she said before tipping her head back and swallowing the amber liquid. The burn of it down her throat felt amazing, and her head swam when Peeta steadied her by putting his hand against her bare skin. Silently, she thanked Rue for picking backless bridesmaids dresses. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and, not only was her entire back exposed, but so were the sides of her torso. Even so, it still felt like too much material between her and Peeta when he leaned in and slowly, carefully cupped her face in his palm.

“Katniss?”

He asked carefully and tenderly, his words tinged with disbelief and something she could only describe as awe. He hesitated, and she watched as the tip of his tongue licked away a stray drop of whiskey from his lower lip. She couldn’t tear her eyes from him—not when his thumb caressed her cheek or when he leaned in closer or when he finally leaned in and his warm mouth brushed softly against hers.

“Oh, hell,” he breathed and nudged forward, chasing her tongue with his.

Katniss closed her eyes then and lost herself in the feeling of him—the way he tasted, his scent, the solid length of his muscled body pressing against hers, the way he trembled against her like he couldn’t believe what they were doing was real. How long had she waited for this? How many times had she dismissed her feelings because she didn’t want to face the possibility that he felt the same way? And now. Now that they were kissing, she wanted to go back in time and live the last five minutes over and over again. She didn’t want the kiss to end, but Peeta pulled away at the sound of the DJ’s voice.

“All right, party goers! It’s almost midnight. Last dance of the night. Let’s make it a good one.”

“At the risk of sounding completely like a cliché,” he murmured, “you wanna get out of here?”

Katniss giggled against his neck and nodded. She couldn’t help the grin splitting her face. “Don’t forget my shoes.”

He grabbed her hand and headed for their table. She stumbled along behind him as her head spun. He scooped up her shoes and dangled them from his free hand. She snatched her clutch and trailed along behind him to the revolving door of the hotel and out into the street. The pavement was cold on her feet, but she didn’t care. His hand was warm on hers, and she wanted nothing more than to follow him into the future. Or something. She might have had too much to drink.

Instead, she stumbled into a cab after him and trailed him up the stairs to his apartment where he pulled her inside and closed the door behind them. Giggling and grinning like fools, they kissed against the door, her back to it and him pressing her between him and the wood. It didn’t take long for them to move from playful and giddy to panting and frantic.

“God, you taste good,” he groaned as he hitched her leg over his hip and buried his hand under her skirt. The material frothed around her, blocking his access to her, and she considered shimmying out of her clothing for a few seconds before realizing she was moving way too fast.

“Peeta. Peeta, we should… Fuck,” she breathed as his hand found panties and slipped underneath to smooth over her skin.

“We should fuck,” he agreed, his mouth warm on her neck. “God, I want you.”

“That’s not what I meant,” she giggled and pushed against his shoulders. “I mean, not that I don’t want to eventually, but—”

“But you’re wearing green taffeta and fake eyelashes and are a little drunk?”

Katniss started laughing, then, full-bodied laughter that reached to her toes. “You’re not supposed to talk about the eyelashes!” she yelped and swatted his chest.

Peeta plunked his head against the door and stilled his hands. His shoulders shook with the effort it took him to slow his breathing, and he let her leg go so she could steady herself. “You want to slow things down,” he sighed.

“I don’t want to,” she protested. “What I want is to rip my clothes off and let you bang me against this wall, but I am a little drunk. And you are my best friend. And I just figured out that…”

“That?” he asked, his voice warm and soft in her ear.

“That I��m crazy about you.”

She felt his mouth quirk into a grin and ducked her head in embarrassment. Her limbs felt heavy, thick, and unwieldy, and she thanked her lucky stars that he was still holding her upright.

“Crazy about me, huh?”

“I didn’t know,” she explained, a little plaintively. “I hadn’t even thought about the possibility until today, and Jo said something in the bathroom, and then I realized I’d been repressing what I felt for a long time, and now… Now, I don’t want to ruin this. I don’t want to stop, but I don’t want to mess it up.”

He groaned and pushed away from the door. From an arm’s length away, he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips before moving to her cheek and then placing a soft press against her temple.

“You know, I haven’t had a drunk make out session in a while, especially with someone who just figured out she likes me. And I have a really big, comfy couch.”

“But do you have a t-shirt and some sweats? Because I don’t really feel like being in this fucking dress anymore.”

“Bathroom. I’ll bring you some clothes. I can tell you’re dying to strip off those lashes, anyway.”

He grabbed some pajamas for her, knocked on the bathroom door, and slipped them through the crack she allowed. While she was changing, she watched as he stripped out of his suit and tugged a worn navy t-shirt and heather gray sweats on and padded to the kitchen where he rummaged until he found some medicine for headaches. He filled two glasses of water and then crossed to the couch. Dropping to the cushions, he arranged things on the coffee table for easy access. He didn’t want her to wake up the next morning with a hangover, she realized, and that was absolutely adorable.

“Hey,” she said softly, and he raised his eyes. She was dwarfed in his clothes and haloed in the light from the hallway. The look that crossed his face made her knees weak and her chest clutch. It was equal parts awe, adoration, and want.

It seemed like it took forever for her to cross the room, but he groaned when she sank down next to him and leaned into his side. He folded her against him and sought her mouth with his. Kiss followed kiss until they were sunk into the cushions, wrapped around each other, drunk on each other, drowsy and vulnerable, and delighted with new-found feelings. Before long, they lost their battle with consciousness and drifted into a contented sleep. When they woke the next morning, still wrapped around each other, she stretched under him and grinned.

“I’d ask if you want to get breakfast, but I don’t know where my shoes are. I lost them around midnight.”

“Okay, Cinderella,” he teased with a nudge to her cheek.

“No! That makes Johanna Mason my fairy godmother.”

“Whatever works.”

Peeta kissed her again, and it was an hour before either of them worried about breakfast.

#everlarkficexchange #springtime edition 2020 #prompt 134

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