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little-lynx · 1 year ago
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Happy Holidays!
Hello guys! It’s Christmas Eve here in Russia so here I am with my annual winter Everlark for you all!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all of you, my dear friends! I miss you so much!
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P.S. hope to be here tomorrow and check all the news and asks and messages! I’m sooooo sorry, my life is still such a mess 😩
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adsosfraser · 5 months ago
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She Moved Through the Fair
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On the train home from the 74th Hunger Games, Katniss opens up more to Peeta, spurred on by the fear of losing him, and he lets her in as they worm their way into each other's lives. They grow together and face the 75th Hunger Games with the only option that will keep both of them alive. Written for "This Would Have Happened Anyway" Challenge for Winter 2024.
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callmenani · 7 months ago
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sighing because this is probably how modern au Peeta actually dresses
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promptseverlark · 1 year ago
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THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED ANYWAY CHALLENGE
TWHHA challenge is BACK!
“This Would Have Happened Anyway” Challenge for Winter ‘24
Katniss says it at the end of Mockingjay:
“But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.”
So let’s explore “What ifs” and send your fics. The theme this time is MARRIED BEFORE/DURING/AFTER CATCHING FIRE 🔥this obviously will change OR erase canon Mockingjay.
Pairing: Everlark
Type: Fan Fiction or Fan Art.
Words: Over 1000 words (drabbles, one shots or short multi chapter are welcome, we would like to have submission completed although it isn’t mandatory)
THEME: MARRIED BEFORE/DURING/AFTER CATCHING FIRE 🔥
Deadline:
1. You can confirm your to participation until Dec 10th (in Tumblr, answering this post and tagging @publiusao3 ) and you will be granted access to the collection to submit your work.
2. You can submit your fics up to Dec 30th midnight (CET time!)
3. Collection will be live Jan 1st 2024 as anonymous
4. Writers will be revealed Jan 10th
@publiusao3 @thgfanficlibrary @thgfanfictionlibrary
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nainz7 · 2 years ago
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My love for charming, kind, sunshine boys who get kidnapped and tortured and brainwashed and turned into a weapon and sent to kill the most important person in their lives who, however, refuses to give up on them and manage to snap them out of their brainwashing after they tried to kill them by referencing a specific thing they had said to each other in the past. They also lose one limb and gets a high-tech prosthetic from the enemy.
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thesweetnessofspring · 9 months ago
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these final hours by thesweetnessofspring
Rated: T
Description: The rebellion uses the spectacle of Katniss and Peeta's wedding day to start the fight against the Capitol. In exchange for their cooperation as mouthpieces for the rebellion, Peeta has one demand: to annul the marriage they were compelled into. But as the war comes closer to its end, Katniss dreads more and more the day she will have to let go of the boy with the bread.
Now updated with Chapter Six
Read Chapter One | Read Chapter Six
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thgfanfictionlibrary · 2 months ago
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Winter/Christmas Masterlist (4)
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 /
Created: February 22nd, 2024
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A District 12 Christmas Carol-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: AU. Miserly Haymitch Abernathy forces his clerk, Peeta Mellark, to work on Christmas Eve, and his wife is none too happy about it. Will he have a change of heart by morning, and miraculously learn to be kind and generous and love Christmas? Based on A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens.
A Lovely Winter Wedding-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: (AU). Katniss is the assistant to celebrity wedding and event planner Cinna Trevisano. She’s been working extra hard in preparation for a winter wedding when Peeta drops by to bring her something to eat. How will her employer react to finally meeting her mystery man?
be wherever you are-callmeshakesqueer (ao3) Summary: But she has to see him again. Swinging the door open, she gasps, met with Peeta whose fist is raised in the air, ready to knock on the door. “Did you forget something?” Katniss asks, a voice full of hope. “I did,” Peeta chuckles. “Your number.” OR Katniss Everdeen's POV of exchanging houses with a stranger from the internet as she tries to run from her past... only to find Peeta Mellark, who makes her brave enough to face the old demons and accept some things end for other things to begin.
Frigid-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: AU. Peeta Mellark, heir to the throne of Larkendelle, has worked to control his powers of ice and snow his entire life. After making a mistake the eve of his coronation, he runs away, only to be tracked down by a beautiful huntress hired to find him. Will she be his salvation, or will she only make matters worse?
Gingerbread cookies-MockingJayFlyingFree (ao3) Summary: Katniss doesn’t sleep. Peeta doesn’t sleep. Peeta makes Katniss gingerbread cookies - remnants from an ancient, forgotten and forbidden tradition called Christmas.
Hidden on this Prairie-RannonAce8 (ao3) Summary: Katniss lost everything during the war: her home, her family, and her innocence. Now, just a few short years after Appomattox she finds herself dislocated yet again when a dispute with the landlord leaves her homeless and unemployed. A chance meeting with a stranger offers her a chance at a better life out west but Katniss has no inclination to ever be involved with a man again.
I Love To Hate You-Diana_Flynn (ao3) Summary: Peeta Mellark can't wait to start his new movie with esteemed director Haymitch Abernathy. That all changes when he learns who the lead actress is - Katniss Everdeen, the woman he hates. For PiP.
Kissed an Elf (and Liked It)-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: Modern AU mixed with canon (similarities and references). Katniss takes her 'niece' to get a photo with Santa. She's shocked to discover who Santa's helper is. For the prompt: Peeta works as a Santa's helper, and Katniss brings in her little niece Posy for a photo with Santa.
Mommy Used to Date Santa-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: Modern AU. Single mom, Katniss, brings her baby daughter to sit on Santa’s lap. Turns out, Santa is a guy she went to high school with‒and quite possibly could have been the love of her life. Do second chances really happen?
~Unmasked~-katnissdoesnotfollowback (ao3) Summary: Written under an Anonymous pseudonym ~M~ to fill the following prompt: Historical Katniss and Peeta hate each other. They attend a masquerade ball and for some reason end up kissing each other. Sparks fly everywhere. Katniss tries to find the man behind the mask but Peeta knows it was Katniss though he doesnt say anything. They end up bethrothed even if they 'despise' each other. How they fall in love is up to u and how katniss figured out it was peeta is up to u
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waywardangel-wilds · 11 months ago
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I've decided to make this a short story with maybe 3 chapters. I finished the first one:
“Oh hush, you.”
“Stranger tales have been woven.”
“What can a no-good fool know about such things,” the woman hmphed, “To speak of them.”
“I may be a fool, but I’m no less wiser,” the man winked. His eyes were riddled with cataracts, but they sparkled. The children huddled close by; their little heads eagerly tilted with the promise of a story.
“Papa, please tell us,” One of them begged, her little hands pulling insistently at the old man’s knee. “Please!”
“You’ve done it now,” his wife turned back to her knitting needles.
“Well, it’s as they say. Once, long ago, on a winter night just like this one, old man Everdeen heard it.”
“What did he hear?” one of the youngsters gasped.
“Three knocks,” he whispered and slowly, so slowly, brought a fist aloft.
“One,” he struck his knuckles against the arm of his chair.
“Two,” the children’s eyes followed his every movement.
“Three.”
The howling winds were ferocious that night. They screamed and scratched against the walls, rattling the window shutters, and pushing up against the door. The cold was like no other. The cruelest winter in three generations. With it, hunger and illness stole in, unwelcome guests to every household, perfumed with the stench of death.
The house was small, a cottage of just one room. There was a fire, a table for eating, two beds, and nothing else. That was all there was, in those days. All there could be.
Old Man Everdeen had a wife and two children. Two lovely daughters, one fair and golden and one bronze and ebony. He loved them, dearly. They were all he had. He would have done anything, sacrificed anything, his health, his life, his sanity, but that was not what the bear wanted from him.
Old Man Everdeen had a daughter made of iron. She took care of him and their family without complaint. Every day, without fail since the mineshaft took his legs. It troubled him, to be so useless, to be cumbersome. But his daughter, his lovely daughter, she was as radiant as the sun.
That evening, desperation was their guest. The cupboards were bare, and the coal would run out. The wind kept screaming, screeching, all around, as they huddled close to the fire. Waiting. For death? For an unknown guest?
And then it came.
The knocks were heavy. Final. They sucked the air out of the room and hushed the blizzard. He ceased breathing.  Even the mice paused. It came once, twice, three times.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Papa,” his youngest daughter whispered. “Who’s there?”
“Everdeen,” the voice spoke inside his mind. “Everdeen. We must all pay our debts.”
His iron daughter stood.
“No!” he reached out, but she was a step too far. “Katniss!”
“They might need our help,” she replied earnestly. Innocently. Kindly.  He would have stood if he could. “I’ll be alright, Papa.”
“Everdeen,” the voice spoke to him again.
His daughter’s feet whispered against the floorboards. She never made a sound. His little lynx. She was his little hunter, his little Katniss bloom. She already had twenty summers, but to him, she’d always be his toothy girl, bobbing in the river, all sharp knees, and elbows, shouting Papa! Papa! Look what I can do!
The door creaked open, but only slightly, to keep the cold air out. His daughter gasped and scrambled backwards, tripping over a chair. She fell hard on the ground, but that was the least of their concerns. The door swung open as flurries of snow blanketed the wooden floor. His wife cried out at his side and his other daughter screamed. But he didn’t make a sound. Somehow, he had known. He’d always known things would end like this.
The white bear took one step and then another into the house. It stared at him, unblinking, with eyes the color of the northern sea. Yes, he’d known, how could he have forgotten? We must all pay our debts.
“You are a poor man, Everdeen.” The bear spoke to him alone. “What have you for me?”
“Nothing,” he whispered in reply, to his wife’s bewilderment.
“Spruce?” she asked, staring at him as he remained calm before the bear. She stood, shaking, but with their youngest hidden behind her. “What’s the meaning of this?”
“Ah!” His eldest daughter screamed, rushing up behind the bear with one of their hunting knives above her head. It was reckless and desperate, but just like her to try and protect him once more.
“Stop!” he exclaimed, and she did. She stood wild-eyed and panting, the knife still brandished in her hands. “It means no harm.”
The bear turned its large head and gazed down at his daughter. She stared back defiantly but she was afraid. And how couldn’t she be? With a bear in their home and a debt to pay?
“I have nothing.” He insisted once more. “No gold, no riches, not even bread to break. Oh, Great Northern Bear, have mercy on my family, and take me alone.”
“What?” His wife shouted just as his eldest daughter gasped.
“You are an honest man.” The bear spoke again without moving its jaws. It remained speaking to him exclusively. “But my master demands fair payment all the same.”
“I understand,” he nodded and closed his eyes. “Please, Great Bear if you must strike me down, allow my family the peace of ignorance. Do not take me here.”
“Your life is not payment enough, Everdeen.”  The bears’ words rocked him to his core. “You must give me your greatest treasure. From your two daughters, chose one, so I might take her with me.”
“Never,” he declared. “Strike me down where I stand, but never, not my daughters.”
“Papa!” His youngest exclaimed.
“You are a poor man, Everdeen.” The bear repeated. “Give me your eldest daughter and I will bathe you in riches. Your wife and child will have enough to eat for the rest of your days. But you must give me the eldest Everdeen, and never see her again, so your debt will be repaid.”
He choked on a sob, “No.” He insisted. “Take me and wipe my old debt clean and never darken my door again.”
The bear made a growling noise and turned its great head once more. His daughter gasped and he knew, it spoke to her alone.
“Katniss,” he begged. “Don’t.”
His daughter took her time straightening her spine and putting down her knife. She fixed her hair. She glanced at the bear once and strode up to her mother.
“I love you,” she whispered and embraced her once, doing the same to her sister a moment after.
“Katniss,” his voice turned desperate. “Please.”
She came up to him last. He was sequestered to the sofa unless someone else moved him first. She embraced him and his sobs escaped. His daughter was made of iron, and he knew nothing would bend her.
“Goodbye, Papa.” She whispered, squeezing his shoulders. “I love you.”
“Katniss!” He cried after her, his voice bouncing off against the walls long after she was gone.
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ikosburneraccount · 9 months ago
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only geniuses can recognize that jacinter and everlark are cousins in ship dynamics
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invisible-pink-toast · 8 months ago
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multicouples edit | i know you're still in there
the mind control / i know you're still in there somewhere fight is SUCH a good trope and when it's between lovers (or ships that i see as a couple ha) it's even better. shoutout to she ra for including multiple couples!!!!! the real mvp 
(i blame the ranger's apprentice: the siege of macindaw for introducing me to this trope as a kid and the day that scene is finally brought to the screens i will die happy) 
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mollywog · 1 year ago
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Today I’ll be reading/rereading all the This Would Have Happened Anyway Winter 24 submissions and be completely obnoxious about it.
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1heartfanfics · 3 months ago
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Actually have some free time at the moment so what should I write?
*may be spoilers if you haven't watched 9-1-1 lonestar and outerbanks through s4.
Or if you have other requests please send them to me! See here for what I'm currently writing for.
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consoledacup · 1 year ago
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Favorite ships of all times? Not necessarily AA
Mixture of TV, books, movies. Iykyk... if you don't and are curious, just ask! I love shipping. Always have. <3
Jordan/layla, fitz/simmons, josh/donna, pacey/joey, kathleen kelly/joe fox, Evie/st. Vincent, Colin/Penelope, nik/hanna, Sean/sue, Rory/jess, gert/chase, Casey/izzie, Guzman/nadia, harry/sally, Betty/Daniel, peeta/katniss, Dmitri/Anastasia, Lucy moderatz/jack Callahan, eponine/marius
I'm sure I'm forgetting some.
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delicatebluebirdruins · 2 years ago
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don't mind me just thinking of the parallels of Mia and Ethan/ Katniss and Peeta especially with Peetas hjacking (getting programmed to kill Katniss)
god Ethan and Katniss just being underprepared and not qaulified at all for the mental mine field they find their loved ones in
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little-lynx · 2 months ago
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Merry Christmas!
Hey! Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates! ♥️
We have absolutely ordinary day here but I wanted to congratulate you all with something nice ♥️ So here are main characters of my blog haha ;)
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(I will come back with my annual winter Everlark illustration on a Russian Christmas Eve as always)
Have a wonderful day, sweethearts!
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h2jlm · 1 month ago
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“You brought spring overnight. You showed me how dandelions survive the end of winter.”
chapter two of my everlark fic out now! let me know what you think!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61484011/chapters/158591353?view_adult=true
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