#everlark fics

[everlarkficquestions]

Hi guys!

Just popping in to ask if you know of any everlark fics that have been published as actual books now? I just finished reading In The Pines and I’m on the hunt for more!

Thank you so much!!

Hi there!

There is a growing number of former everlark fic writers who have published original works, but some of those who have published their former everlark fics as originals that I can think of are:

Natalia Jaster (HGRomance) - Trick ("Goddess")

Christina Rose Andrews (Rose & Lark) - The Language of Flowers ("Floriography")

Lindsey Ouimet (Bleedtoloveher) - "Perdition" and "Whats a Soulmate"

Kristin Rouse (Baronesskika) - The Fix ("All the Right Friends in all the Right Places")

Sera Taíno (Titania522) - A Delicious Dilemma ("My Favorite Mistake")

Jane S Ryann (Jlalafics) - Again and Again Remix (same name).

Beth Baldwin - (Endlessnightlock) - My Home Is With You

I am sure there are more!

If anyone can think of them, please drop us a message or leave a note in the comments.

:)

[swiftlark]

pls recommend some everlark fics besties

[realmermaid333]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark Characters: Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Mental Health Issues, Panic Attacks, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Peeta Mellark Needs a Hug, Fluff, Post-Book 3: Mockingjay Summary:

Peeta has a PTSD attack in the kitchen.

[clatoera]

I am once again praising the everlark stans y'all keep the fic COMING y'all keep each other (and me) FED, there is no begging for scraps and content if you're an everlark stan but also theres so much???talent??? oozing from those fics fr I admire you

[sameschmidtdiffname]

I personally choose to believe that the Hunger Games series is supposed to be Katniss's memoir/way of setting the record straight about her and her loved ones part in the Games/war. Meaning I think the entire country of New Panem was going into a FIT with every new chapter they read, let alone book. Just imagine the podcasts for a second.

"SO THE STAR-CROSSED LOVERS OF DISTRICT 12."

"YEAH."

"FATED SOULMATES."

"DESTINED TO BE TOGETHER."

"Role model for all of our relationships, I think it's safe to say."

"Mmhmm."

"It was a SURVIVAL STRAT????"

That baby reveal??? Had the country in SHAMBLES when they realized Peeta was lying. Her editors probably told her to just keep that out and she probably just said "why?? I have actual kids now, it's fine." The tabloids are blowing clear the fuck up all day every day. Peeta's hijacking??? People already knew but they didn't know EVERYTHING. God, those podcasts were LIT.

[thekayart]

Just a dad and his toastbaby 💚

I think Peeta wears glasses in the future, and I love it!

I don’t know what to say, he is so in love with his baby girl.

[dandelionsunset1210]

It only hurts this much right now by dandelionsunset_1210 on Ao3

Rated T | Complete | 69,422 words

Uh-oh, I'm falling in love. Oh, no, I'm falling in love again. Oh. I'm falling in love.

An everlark growing back together fic

[triassictriserratops]

I am a simple woman.

Give me a good Peeta POV and I will melt at the fucking KNEES for you.

Like, I love a good Katniss POV. But I already know that she's feral and sick for Peeta.

What I NEED to know, more than BREATH, is just how unhinged Peeta is for Katniss.

While she's cataloging his eyelashes by Dewey Decimal System, he's using MLA format to cite his thoughts on each strand of her braid.

SICK

[crazyexshipper]

Just a misunderstanding, I suppose.

[brimay]

Sometimes I feel normal and then I remember that Peeta is canonically the only person Katniss found truly attractive. And she married him.

[oolhan]

🚨🚨🚨im sorry but i just HAVE TO announce that hunter woodhall and tara davis is real life everlark🚨🚨🚨 just look at this one???

everlark.

[tetheredfeathers]

I'm just thinking about how absolutely unhinged it was for miss totally 'not in love Everdeen' to say that peeta's lips felt impossibly good against her neck and that she would not be the first to let go.

[realmermaid333]

writing patterns :)

i was tagged by @thesweetnessofspring

rules- list the last lines of the last 10 fics you've posted to see if there is a pattern.

(purple titles are completed fics, pink are wips)

When I'm Pure Like a Dove, When I've Learned How to Love- "They’re both unsure of their futures. But as they lay wrapped in each other’s arms in the safe privacy of their lake, they know that as long as they have each other and their families they’ll be okay."

Night Terror- "She drifted into a calm and dreamless sleep. Knowing that when she woke up, Peeta would still be right beside her. "

Say Yes to Heaven- "She’ll be the death of me, Tyler thought with a smile."

Brighter Than a Summer's Day- "He chuckles and wraps his arms tighter around her waist, snuggling closer to her. The day can wait."

The Mad Girl- "A part of her was disappointed, maybe even sad, that she didn’t get to talk to her more. The “mad girl” wasn’t really that mad after all. If anything, she seemed pretty cool."

I'm a mutt.- "Soon enough, Peeta’s breathing evened out, and he felt calm though his tears kept falling. He believed her."

Don't Let Go of Me- "The last thing she remembered was the muffled sound of Tyler crying and talking to someone, and the smell of pine and coffee. "

Forlorn- "She took a deep breath, then returned her fingers to the typewriter keys."

i don't wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your lips- "Wednesday turned around and grabbed her backpack, walking towards the exit. Bianca followed in suit with a grin on her face."

ABC's of LGBT- "Wednesday hummed and kissed Tyler’s neck."

It seems I tend to end fics with a character sharing sensory details of their partner or friend, and/or reflecting on their feelings hehe.

tagging- @suchaladyy @nonamemanga @ourdramaqueen @the-strangest-person @burntblueberrywaffles @ anyone who wants to join

[mollywog]

If the Fates Allow

“Katniss?”

She frowns into her wine glass. She’d snuck off to linger at the edge of the party for a breather and to pounce on the next tray of hors d'oeuvres to exit the kitchen. She sighs before pivoting towards the voice, but its owner is the last person she expects.

“Katniss Everdeen? I thought that was you!”

“Peeta?”

“Hey!” He looks relieved that she remembers him. “I can’t believe you’re here; what are the odds? How are you doing?”

She and Peeta Mellark had gone to school together, back in the day, but that was eight years and 200 miles ago. They’d never really spoken, but she’d always harbored a little crush on him and seeing him now, she remembers why. She’s in a bit of a daze as she dumbly answers and asks the usual questions.

“This is wild! I was actually just thinking about you.”

“No way,” she says automatically. Sure, Twelve was small, and yeah, they were in the same class, but he’d always been in the middle of it, surrounded by friends while she’d been on the fringe, just trying to make it through. She’s sort of surprised he even remembers her, let alone thought of her unprompted.

“Way. They were just playing ‘Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas’ and I was remembering that time you sang it in the sixth grade talent show.”

She laughs, “did I?” The memory of the terror and thrill of singing on the ‘big stage’ in the high school auditorium and the gingham dress and braids she'd worn in homage to Judy Garland come rushing back. “I guess you’re right.”

“I think about it every time I hear it.”

An exaggeration, she’s sure; You couldn’t get through the holidays without hearing the song at least three dozen times, “I barely remember that. You have an incredible memory.”

“Only for the important stuff,” he says, looking bashful. He shakes his head before continuing, “anyways; what brings you here tonight? Do you work for Capital Advertising too?”

“Oh, no, not me. My roommate, Johanna… From HR? I came as her plus one.”

Peeta frowns, shaking his head.

“She promised free food and booze.” Johanna was not one for leaving work at work and Katniss had assumed she’d met half her coworkers by now, but she’d underestimated the size of this holiday client party. It was much more formal and self important than she’d expected. She was pretty sure she’d heard someone say the Governor was here.

“But I think she really invited me to make her ex jealous.” Katniss adds, scanning the room for any sign of her roommate or the terrifying woman who’d occupied their apartment before her.

She should have suspected something when Johanna picked out this clingy scooped back dress for her and insisted on the nails and lashes.

“I wouldn’t want to be them tonight.”

She snorts, “yeah me either, I wouldn’t want to be in Johanna’s crosshairs.”

He gives her an amused smile and she realizes that might not have been what he meant. She takes a sip to hide her blush, “um, but what about you?”

“Nah, I just work in the art department, I’m not here to make anyone jealous; Though you’re looking pretty covetous of my plate right now.”

She winces; caught, “Johanna oversold the food.” She couldn’t get the waitstaff’s attention and by the time she did, their trays were empty. At least the alcohol was stationary; much easier to access. That’s why she was three glasses of wine in on an empty stomach. “I’m so hungry,” she says, stealing another longing glance at his plate.

He extends it towards her, “have at it.”

The alcohol has made her bold, and she takes a stalk of celery from his plate.

“Katniss, that’s not food, that’s a garnish.”

He hands her a goat cheese and apple tartlet. She pops the whole thing in her mouth, and her knees go weak. She suppresses a moan, closing her eyes and tipping her head back in approval.

“Better?”

She covers her mouth as she finishes chewing, “who do I have to kill to get more?”

“Easy there. I think we can manage this without bloodshed.” She watches him scan the room, making a quick assessment. “Here, start with this and go sit down. I’ll be right back.”

She doesn’t argue, taking the offering to a love seat on the corner. She really hopes Peeta’s successful if only for his own sake, since she’s neglected to save him even a scrap. He returns shortly after with a substantial bounty. She could weep, “how?”

He grins, “I told them you tripped in the hall and twisted your ankle. They’ll be bending over backwards to keep you from filing a suit now.”

“You didn’t!”

“Nah, I didn’t need to.” She raises a brow in question and Peeta gestures towards a waiter who looks like he still should have a curfew. “The man has eyes, Katniss.”

She looks away, biting back a smile, “well thank you. So where should we start?”

Peeta grins. “Do you like plums?”

~~~

“There she is!”

They’d moved on from the food and gravitated towards the wall of windows to look out over the town where they’d begun exchanging stories of their adventures in the city when her roommate’s voice startles them.

Johanna snakes an arm around her waist, resting her head on Katniss’s shoulder. “Mellark! Are you moving in on my date?” She tugs her in closer.

Katniss rolls her eyes, elbowing her friend in the side.

“Jo,” Peeta says in greeting. His eyebrows shoot up, “ohh, Jo, Johanna. I lied, I do know your roommate. She’s just Jo in the company directory and for some reason,” Peeta says with a sparkle in his eye, “I thought it was short for Josie.”

Johanna cackles, throwing her head back and grasping hold of his arm for support.

Katniss frowns. Obviously there’s some kind of joke here that she’s on the outside of. She stays quiet as Peeta and Johanna converse, brushing off Peeta’s attempts to draw her into their conversation with monosyllabic responses. She was having a nice time up until Johanna’s arrival.

“I still can’t believe we ran into you here,” he says to her after announcing his intentions to head out. She suddenly feels very silly for letting Johanna’s antics get to her. “Maybe I’ll see you around?…”

“If the fates allow,” she says; their own little joke that Johanna’s on the outside of.

She's not expecting the momentarily falter in Peeta’s smile, “Well, I should get going. Good to see you both.”

She deflates as he walks away, her eyes following him as he goes.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

She spins back towards her roommate, “What?”

“He’s into you. Or at least he was before…” she waved her hand, “whatever that was.”

Her heart does a little flip. Shit.

“Listen, you look hot tonight, but with your personality, I would not be playing hard-to-get,” Johanna continues, unaware of her friend's distress. “Let’s get out of here, I’m starving.”

[dandelionsunset1210]

In the Kitchen by dandelionsunset_1210 on Ao3

A collection of Peeta POV one-shots, all centering around/starting in the various kitchens in his life.

Warning: This fic may cause hunger and/or unrealistic expectations of men