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Very excited to see somebody else in the fandom whose been here since they were way too young lmao. I usually don't talk to anyone because everyone else that's still running a thg blog is like 30+ lol but I'm sixteen and saw that you're also in high school...wanna talk headcanons sometime?🥺

um yes DUH!

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I’m alive! I’m healthy! I swear I didn’t drop off the face of the earth. Life has been wild. Anyway I’ll be on and off.

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❤️

Trying to find right color palette for this two 🤔

So this is rather rough but somehow I love it 😅. Also they are both 25 years old here (no kids yet but married already I suppose).

Peeta is the owner of a bakery for sure but what about Katniss? What’s she doing? 🤔

Hmmmmm.

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thanks @mandelion82 for tagging me! 😘

clara + blue aesthetic =

I’ll tag...

@everlarkedalways @lovely-tothe-bone @ladynephthyss @omercilessmoon @mega-aulover @b-boop5 @jroseley and anyone else who wants to join!

p.s. ig we all love blue 😂

edit: ik some of y’all have been tagged! Sorry!

let’s play a game!

Search on Google “your name” + “favorite color” + “aesthetic” and the first 4 pictures (non collage/moodboard premades) are your personal aesthetic

here’s mine: reese blue aesthetic

i saw this floating around on Facebook and thought it was fun! open to all interested, but I’ll be tagging a few friends below:

@rosegardeninwinter @flamesonarrows @mandelion82 @ladynephthyss @endlessnightlock @lovely-tothe-bone @safeinpeetasarms @awhiskeyriver @awkwardeverlark

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Oh, I’m also on wattpad now! Go check me out.

;)

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End of Everything(Epilogue)

Not Him

epilogue

I can’t even begin to thank each and everyone of you for your love and support of me and this fic. Can’t wait for the next one:)

and without further ado, Not Him epilogue.

*kisses and hugs*

ao3

ff.net

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Katniss

The sun’s rays flood the bedroom with shards of light as I wake up and glance around at my surroundings. I swerve my feet off the bed and onto the worn wooden floor, rough with years of wear and tear. As I make my way into the bathroom, a divine smell wafts into the air. Stomach grumbling, I quickly brush my teeth and comb my hair, excited to start the day. I dress hurriedly, although it has become more and more difficult with my growing stomach acting as a sort of hand rest.

The floorboards creak as I scurry to the stairs. At the bottom is my wonderful husband, prancing around the kitchen with Wellington, the dog, underfoot. Melodious harmonies of laughter reach my ears, alerting me to the presence of Willow, our firstborn sitting atop her father’s broad shoulders.

I smirk at the sight, so thankful for my loves. Peeta sets Willow down on the flour stained counter and tickles her stomach. More giggles and shrieks ring out.

“St-o-o-o-p, da-d-dy!” Willow cries while laughing uncontrollably.

I snort at the sight that I have been graced with on this lively morning. The sound is loud enough that Peeta turns around and gives me the goofiest grin. Willow, curious to see what distracted her father, jumps off that counter and looks at me. Next thing I know, I’m almost tackled by my growing Willow tree.

“Momma! Momma!” she exclaims while hugging my swollen belly, “Good Morning.”

“Good Morning, my darling,” I say as I boop her nose with my finger.

Peeta, feeling left out, wraps himself around Willow and I, leaving her in the middle of a Mellark family sandwich. He kisses me gently and then whispers, “How are you this morning, my love?”

“Better, now that I see you, Mr. Mellark.”

Willow squeezes her way out, grossed out with our display of affection. “Daddy and I tried to cook you breakfast in bed but you woke up too fast,” my baby croons obviously disappointed.

“But I’d rather eat with you two anyway,” I feel a light kick from my belly, “Sorry, three of you.”

My husband rubs his hands over my belly lovingly, wanting to feel the kick of his son. “Well, Mrs. Mellark and baby Mellark, Willow and I are delighted to have you join us,” he grins and pecks my lips once, twice, three times.

“Ew, no kisses for momma and daddy.”

Peeta reaches down, grabs Willow by the waist, and tosses her into the air. Another symphony of giggles and laughter can be heard. I grin at the sight and then walk into the kitchen to see what is on the menu for breakfast.

I feel two strong arms wrap around my protruding stomach and I immediately lean back into the tall, muscled, god, behind me. “What are you thinking, love?” he asks sweetly.

Before I can respond, my stomach groans in hunger.

He laughs, “Well, that answers that.”

***

Later, after breakfast was devoured and we all settled in the living room of the beautiful, but modest house Peeta and I were gifted from his father as a wedding gift, my mind started to drift and reminisce about the past. My husband sat next to me, hands entwined, with Willow draped across our laps, sleeping like a rock. I gently played with her golden hair. I can hear the soft snore of Wellington at our feet.

“I love you,” I whisper quietly, “always.”

As I lean my head on Peeta’s soft shoulder and succumb to sleep, I hear the return that makes my stomach flutter and my heart skip a beat still to this day.

“And I you, my Katniss flower,” he whispers even quieter, “always.”

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Thank you for everyone who's stuck around for this long awaited epilogue. Thank you for taking time out of your day to read this story. And finally, thank you, for any and all support across multiple platforms I have been given.

Love you all!

xoxo thehopefuldandelion

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hey peeps. uh with a heavy heart I will from now on be on another sorta hiatus. Ig what I’m trying to say is I won’t be on tumblr all the time like I did when I first joined. It just feels so demanding and I haven’t felt like writing something about everlark in awhile. To be completely honest tbosas has almost turned me off from my fav book series, the hunger games. It really, really sucks. Anyway, I’ve gotten back into reading lots of pride and prejudice fanfic(hehe) so I’m off doing that for the time being. Ily all. ❤️

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thoughts about the ballad of songbirds and snakes over a month after it’s release date. anyway if you agree with any of this let me know!

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🤭🤷‍♀️😁

people walk by and see everlark napping on a bed in the meadow and just go about their day because they’ve gotten used to the strange things they get up to

they get a free pass from all strangeness for the rest of time

“they ended the Games; we figure it’s best to let them do what they want”

“and you’re scared of them”

“n - yeah a little bit”

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Hey everyone! Thank you for being so so patient with me. I just want to say that I’m doing better mentally then I was before I left and am ready to start posting again. I love you all so so much. 

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THIS!!!

Maybe if you want people to send you the fic asks then you should send it to more than one person

im... are we really tracking who sends what to who now? and, what, if you can't pump out fifteen 3 sentence fics you don't get to play? i... i can't. if that's how we're going to decide who we're going to interact with, leave me out. how do you know i wasn't planning on sending more? when i send something, i put thought into it. that's why i only sent one. i... i just... ugh. i am mentally and emotionally and physically exhausted and do not have time for this. forget i asked. goodnight.

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also...

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so I’m back briefly because I just wanted to share a song I’ve been listening to on repeat. 10/10 recommend mamma mia if you haven’t seen it. regarding my absence on tumblr I will be back in full just not yet. It could be tomorrow, it could be 2 months but regardless I’ll be back.

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I’m kinda pissed of with some of the people in this fandom rn and don’t want you be dragged into drama. I need to step away. Bye for now.

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I absolutely love being ignored on tumblr. 10/10 favorite feeling...😒

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awwwwww❤️

Some Mellark family sweetness since I missed mellarkloaves’ birthday!

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So I saw this prompt on @everlarkedalways blog asking what your hunger games story is and I thought, ok, it will be good to reflect on the past lol. Here goes.

So as most of you know I’m young, like high school young, so the books came out when I was still a toddler lol. So I actually saw the movies first, at home. My dad and I have always been big dystopian fans so he watched the movies one night and I vaguely remember sitting with him and watching thg, cf, and mj1. Mj2 hadn’t been released yet. I was intrigued but I was not at the age to read ya yet so I didn’t. I think I was visiting my grandparents in another state a year or two later and my mom bought the trilogy, the same exact copies I still have today, at a thrift store. I got through thg, cf, and half of mockingjay before I quit lol. Years go by and I hadn’t really thought about the series or movies much(I did watch mj2 though when it came out), until 8th grade. My friend who is no longer my friend bc of reasons decided he and I would read the books. We read them in less than a month(I think I finished by October) and then became obsessed with Peeta and Katniss. I bought the movie set for Christmas that year and watched them all at least 8 times in a row(no joke) without stopping over that break. Then I stumbled upon fanfiction. It honestly has changed my life. I also found tumblr and decided to create an account that had nothing to do with fandoms lol just so I could read from tumblr and ff.net(at this time I kinda hated ao3 bc I didn’t understand it lol). This year I changed my tumblr and felt compelled to write some of my own fanfic and I’m so so so happy I did. Anyway, that’s my story. I think the most important thing to come out of this is thg are the first ya/dystopian books I have ever read. Now I’m obsessed with all things ya. I think that thg is my fall back fandom meaning when I explore another fandom and become bored I come back to this series and feel relieved that it’s in my life. Also I forgot to mention but I love ao3 now. Oh also, I love all of you and am so happy to have met you through this series!❤️