#winter!everlark

[little-lynx]

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!

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 😩

[adsosfraser]

She Moved Through the Fair

Read on AO3

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.

[callmenani]

sighing because this is probably how modern au Peeta actually dresses

[promptseverlark]

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

[nainz7]

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.

[thesweetnessofspring]

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

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

This Would Have Happened Anyway Winter 24 Challenge is now LIVE!

Read and comment guessing who each author is! Enjoy and may the odds be ever in your favor! How many can you get right?

Authors will be revealed on January 10th.

Current Authors:

@thesweetnessofspring

@albinokittens300/@mellarked-katnisseverdeen

@mollywog

@thesmileykate

@adsosfraser

@mtk4fun

@thelettersfromnoone

@goldenslumberow

@endlessnightlock: not posted, will be released on blog later after challenge!

@wistfulweaverwoman

[waywardangel-wilds]

Cyclamen

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.

[invisible-pink-toast]

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) 

[ikosburneraccount]

only geniuses can recognize that jacinter and everlark are cousins in ship dynamics

[mollywog]

Today I’ll be reading/rereading all the This Would Have Happened Anyway Winter 24 submissions and be completely obnoxious about it.

[jhsgf82]

The Winter Market

My entry for the 2022 “This Would Have Happened Anyway” challenge by @promptseverlark​

Read on AO3 HERE 

Synopsis: (Canon-divergent) Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark have never spoken, that is until one day they run into each other at the Winter Market, a new endeavor perpetrated by the newly reformed Capitol. Will Peeta finally gain the courage to speak to Katniss? And will Katniss finally be able to thank him for saving her and her family's lives? Will a friendship, or perhaps more, blossom?

[consoledacup]

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.

[delicatebluebirdruins]

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

[thesweetnessofspring]

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.

Updated with Chapter Five

Read Chapter One | Read Chapter Five

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Winter/Christmas Masterlist

Created: November 21st, 2023

Last Checked:----

A Touch of the Fingertips-melchimaus (ao3) Summary: A little romance on a cold evening.

An Unbearable Cold-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Katniss joins Peeta and his friends for a day of sledding. Without the proper winter clothing, Katniss battles hypothermia and only the underlying heat between them can warm her. Part 1 of For Every Season. Modern AU

At the Peak-maddmaddworld (ao3) Summary: Katniss Everdeen moved to Summit County to work with her mentor and study the geology of the Rocky Mountains. She never expected to meet a sweet, shy snowboard instructor who would turn her first winter in Colorado upside down.

Brokenheartsville-dracoisalooker76, passionately_curious, SoThere (ao3) Summary: Canon AU. When the winter prior to Prim's last reaping is brutal, Katniss agrees to marry Gale. But the night before her toasting has her in the arms of Peeta Mellark and the consequences will change their lives forever.

By the fire-angylinni (ao3) Summary: Peeta and Katniss spend an evening by the fireplace, enjoying a gift from Johanna.

Cabin Fever-atetheredmind (ao3) Summary: Katniss isn’t happy to learn that her New Year’s trip with friends has acquired one more guest: Peeta, the one person she can’t stand. She’s even less thrilled when a snow storm traps the two of them together. Alone.

Christmas Comes Early and Often-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Katniss finds herself in a compromising position with Peeta and a household appliance. Well, really…she's just ironing when her husband comes home. It's not her fault things get a little steamy.

combs and a fob chain-orphan_account (ao3) Summary: “And here I have lamely related to you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest.” – O. Henry

Dreams of White Dresses-Xerxia (ao3) Summary: Winter in District 12 makes Peeta dream of things that can never be…

Enemies to Lovers: Christmas CoWorkers-muttpeeta (tumblr) Summary: "We're coworkers who hate each other but drank too much at our holiday office party"-featuring a pushing, well meaning Finnick.