#prince peeta

[oolhan]

Everlark: The Classics #6

When the Moon Fell in Love with the Sun by Mejhiren

Published: 2012 Chapters: 15 | Discontinued/Abandoned/Perpetually waiting for an update

Hey, hey! Another entry for my small fic rec series after such a long time. It's been a while so please indulge with fairytale!everlark. Covering my eyes as I write this because I did not do the fic any justice with my amateur mood boarding skills. But bear with me as I gush about my all time favorite everlark fic of all. Okay, so when the moon follows the whimsical tale of victor Peeta Mellark bringing Katniss to his fairytale-like mansion after winning the 74th games. It is heavily inspired by the Norwegian folktale East of the Sun & West of the Moon, a myth on personifying animals and nature. Hear me out! Look at me [proceeds to cup both cheeks in my hands] It sounds incredibly foreign for those not used to reading fanfics but I assure you, this is beyond want. This fic is a need. The world-building of this story brings out the playfulness of Peeta and Katniss, something they were deprived of from canon, especially K. Peeta personified the warmth, hope, innocence, and all things that Katniss needed, especially the cooking. The metaphors of sun!peeta and moon!katniss, of geese and does, the red ribbons, foxes and little prince, the braids, the Appalachian themes, genealogies, even Katniss' obliviousness to Peeta's feelings is hauntingly entertaining--just read it. Although I must say it is quite a long book since it's nearing 400k words in just 14 chapters, I promise you when you're hooked you'll yearn for more.

The vibrancy of its themes is colorful and alive even if the setting is on a cold winter season. Also the writing structure??? God. It's immaculate. It's illegally sublime. The immense joy when I experienced reading this for the first time transformed my insanity. Would 100% sell my soul in exchange for the complete version of this. It's basically a 400k word love poem. That's it.

[mega-aulover]

An Everlarked Ever After - A Cinderella Story

Chapter 6 - Of Dresses and Woes Pt.1

Summary: The Baroness is malevolent, right out of a Machovielian plot, and is dedicated to getting Madge to the throne. She is willing to sell her very soul and steal what is not hers, a dress so special that it surely cannot be worn or owned by Katniss.

Special thanks to my beta this week @jroseley for helping me be able to get this chapter posted tonight for @norbertsmom I miss you love!

Read CH6 Here A03

[elmushterri]

It’s here, people! So many of you guys have been asking for the voices, so! Names of the claims are listed at the end. Also gave Grayson some new, lighter colours. The first bit of the vid is dedicated to like, the clean and refined stuff, and then at the end it’s just a buncha voices to show more examples!

Also I wanna do a bit of an actor AU so!

[definitelynotisabel]

wtf do people without fandoms do with their life? like actually what do you do when you don’t have something to dangerously obsess over. the last time i wasn’t a part of a fandom was in fourth grade.

[heavensbeehall]

What if when Coin suggests another Hunger Games, the Victors rise up en masse and put themselves at the head of a new government?

Peeta and Katniss having a normal life and away from the spotlight is perfect.

But sometimes I have the power fantasy of everlark family being like Panem’s royal family.

[zarnzarn]

y'all think Penelope pulled a "if it weren't for the baby" peeta mallark style on everyone present there to marry odysseus or

[we-are-all-nobodies18]

bitches who grew up on Percy Jackson , the Hunger Games and Avatar the Last Airbender...

how's that deep-rooted desire to burn down everything that slightly inconveniences you .. oh and the adhd , bisexuality , contempt for authority and existential crisis going for you?

It's me I'm bitches

[corpsebasil]

Hi Pookies I've been working on a Nikolai x Hunger Games fanfic for a while and wanted to give you a preview before we wrap up Modern Nikolai. Lemme know your thoughts :)

Quick Info for help: Reader is 22 in this, Nikolai is 25. District 2. Takes place in Catching Fire and a bit after.

The victors are going back in.

The victors are going back in.

      You lurch off Nikolai’s lap and dash to the bathroom, your dinner rising up in your throat. You're barely inside the room, barely on your knees, before you're retching into the toilet.

"'The tributes will be reaped from the existing pool of victors.'"

Your body shakes as you vomit, both from the force of the tears rising and from being sick. Momentarily you register Nikolai beside you, his warm body wrapping around yours, his lips against your hair in an attempt to give you comfort. I don’t want to go back, you think. I don’t want to relive the horror. There are many victors in the pool from District Two but the knowledge that it will undoubtedly be you chosen has you unhinged.

You remember, suddenly, when you volunteered at fifteen. You had been raised believing that you would bring glory to your district by competing but, after winning, you felt like you'd lost a piece of yourself. No sane person would feel good after slaughtering children. Children. Nikolai had been your mentor, then. At nineteen he had tried his best to put you back together, a shell of a girl, and afterwards he’d been the only person you'd trusted besides Coen. Coen. Your lover. Your closest friend. After he died, you trusted no one but Nikolai.

“I can’t.” You say.

“I know.” He murmurs over your gasping.

“It’s not—”

“I know.”

“It’s not fair.”

But nothing is fair, is it?

You turn suddenly and look at him. Your fingers grasp his face with enough force to bruise but he doesn’t flinch or move away--he never has. His eyes, that familiar, gorgeous blue, stay locked on yours. Your hands cup his cheeks and bring his forehead to yours, your eyes squeezing shut. Nikolai lets out a ragged breath and holds you against him, one arm flushing the vile concoction down the toilet before scooping you onto his lap. He runs his hands over your hair and holds you, just holds you, until you calm down.

“You know you’ll be picked, right?” He whispers, but of course you know. Nikolai has never been one to sugar-coat things and he won’t do it now, God bless him. “These games will most likely be rigged. They’ll pick you on purpose because of—” He stops, but he doesn’t need to finish. Warner. The victor who killed Coen only five years ago.

He’ll be there too, you know it.

“I know.” You mumble.

“I’ll volunteer.”

“No.”

“I won’t let you go in there without me. You—”

“Damn it, Nikolai, no.” You snap and shove off him, standing up. You snatch up your toothbrush and try to ignore him, your entire body trembling. Then you realize—he won’t have to volunteer. If it’s rigged like he’s suggesting, then he’ll be there automatically because you love him and the Capitol knows it. You make a strangled sound and bend halfway over, your toothbrush shaking inside your mouth.

“Y/N...” Nikolai murmurs as you finish, drying off the toothbrush. The tears on your face are warm and salty when you turn to him, your eyes meeting his.

“I wanted you to live. I wanted us to live.” You say, your voice hoarse. That's the deal, isn't it? You fight and kill, you degrade yourself, your sell parts of yourself you can never get back, only for what? To be sent back to the slaughterhouse? No. No.

“You know that this is because of Katniss.”

Your body tenses and the old feeling of hatred rises up from when you watched her games. Because of Cato. Because of Clove. Because of every tribute that died in that arena, whether it was her fault or not. You can remember how much you despised her after she and Peeta were allowed to survive their games, but you feel as though this punishment is crafted uniquely for her. Two victors won’t make it out alive, now. Besides—she’s just a kid. Who are you to blame her for saving the boy she loves?

“I would’ve done the same thing for you.” You say weakly and he knows you're referring to the berries.

“You mean Coen.”

“No.” Your voice comes out harsher than you thought it would and Nikolai’s eyebrows furrow. “I would. For—for both of you.”

He watches you for a moment before taking your face in his hands. When he kisses you, you immediately think about how this might be one of the last few kisses you can share. One of the last few times he'll make you feel like you're melting into him. Nikolai presses warm and soft, gentle, loving kisses to your mouth. He pulls away and tugs you against his chest, his hands gripping you tightly.

“The difference between Katniss and I,” he says, tone gentle, “is that I would’ve killed myself in that arena if it meant your survival.”

HAPPPPPYYY HUNGA GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMES

[somewhere-in-the-rain]

I’m collecting them:

[love-and-books320]

Evajacks and Everlark and Elriel and ohhhh maybe the E ships got some kinda crack in them….

[hauntingyouwithpjo]

Peeta Mellark 🤝 Cardan Greenbriar

Having Pretty eyelashes, good with words,dangerous wives, dead family

[highladyofterrasen7]

It took me so long to find enough blonds

[mega-aulover]

F L E T C H A

Summary: Katniss believes herself to be cursed, as everyone she’s loved is killed by King Snow. Until one day she’s orphaned and she finds an old wizard who tells her she’s the key to solving the mystery behind her father’s disappearance and her unnatural second sight. King Snow wants her dead because he knows Katniss is the only one who can destroy him.

Rated M: for violence - Fantasy AU, HG Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Magic, Magic, Time Travel, Wizard Crane, Wizard Haymitch, Magical Creatures, Magical Katniss, Good versus Evil, Everyone thinks Katniss is a boy, Peeta is a Prince, Soul Mates, BAMF Katniss Everdeen, Transfiguration / Birds, Mind Meld, battles

Chapter 23: The Battle is upon us and it is now time to see if Snow can keep to his Crown and if Crane's visions hold true.

Special thanks to @sommmee @lemonluvgirl @jroseley for helping me so much with this chapter. @sommmee & @lemonluvgirl both of you read the chapter before it was finished and helped me with your suggestions and edits, it would never have been finished without you I am not worthy to have such great friends. @jroseley you're a superstar a shining star thank you so much for all that you did. You read this chapter twice, that's 7K worth of writing, and of me going back and forth with ideas for months. I wanted to thank my bestie @norbertsmom who I cherish with all of my heart. and who this story is for, and I hope you love this chapter.

READ HERE CH23 FFN & AO3

[starrynightsxo]

PICK MY BOOK GUYS!

[definitelynotisabel]

my husbands are

[justjamthings]

maybe blonde fictional men do deserve rights