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The Dandelion Project-Gamemakers (ao3) Summary: Peeta Mellark is dead. The body has never been found, but eighteen years after her childhood friend went missing, Katniss has given up all hope. But when a top-secret project brings her to a remote part of Montana, Katniss finds something worlds beyond what she ever expected. The End as We Know It-glintwarsgreatest (ao3) Summary: Peeta Mellark was just a cop in a small, sleepy Georgian town when he was shot and slipped into a coma. When he wakes up, the entire world as he knew it is gone. Something has happened. The dead are coming back to life. Society has crumbled. Who among the living can be trusted? The First Christmas-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: This is just a place to cross post a WIP Christmas story based on Everlark Christmas Gifts Music Prompts, simply because it bugs me to have separate parts of my drabbles floating around on Tumblr only with no rhyme or reason :). It makes me happy to have them all together somewhere. Chapter 1: Santa Baby Chapter 2: I'll Be Home For Christmas Chapter 3: I Only Want You For Christmas Chapter 4: Last Christmas The Shrine Of Your Lies-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: They can't live with or without each other. This story is based on five angst prompts sent to my inbox on Tumblr. Three and Out-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Katniss and Peeta lose a bet with Finnick, which makes watching the annual Panem University v. Panem State University football game much more interesting. Too Familiar-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Katniss and Peeta enjoy a close friendship that might be a little too familiar, especially when one of them is married. Prompt: Envy Un Ballo In Maschera-Gamemakers (ao3) Summary: For Finnick and Annie, a masquerade ball serves as a perfect excuse for a little wicked fun. Waterlily-HGRomance (ao3) Summary: Peeta’s a high school exchange student spending a year on Panem Island, a foreign land of blue coves, lilting guitar melodies, and floral-scented breezes. He thought he left his love behind in America. But after meeting a village girl with a wild side, he’s not sure where his heart belongs. Modern AU. Web Spinner-everydayescapeartist (ao3) Summary: Peeta and Katniss get "caught up" in a little Halloween role play. Everlark sexy time. What's A New Boy In Town To Do-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: Katniss, the vampire superintendent of the apartment complex Peeta just moved into, offers money off his rent in exchange for his blood. He's more than willing to go under the fang.
Inspired by this post by @littlemarianah and this post by @mellarked-katnisseverdeen :
Katniss propped up her father’s frameless shaving mirror, watching herself in the setting sunlight as she anxiously rearranged her hair. She brushed her fingers down the front of her dress. It was ironed, clean, and never before mended. It was the nicest piece of clothing she owned. Was it alright? She turned herself to profile in the mirror. Would he like it?
“Birdie, what are you puttering around in there for?” Her father hobbled towards the bathrooms doorway. His bad leg usually gave him a harder time on rainy evenings, like the one they were having. “My,” he paused to smile, “aren’t you a pretty picture?”
She smiled. “Oh daddy, don’t tell me you forgot already.” She reached over to put the mirror away. “You promised you’d be on your best behaviour.”
“For what?” He asked, but his slight smile gave him away. Katniss rolled her eyes while she straightened the collar of his shirt. “I’m just joking, ‘course I didn’t forget. What are you messing with my shirt for? He's not coming to see me!” He laughed.
“This is important to me,” She met her father’s smiling eyes with her own nervous gaze. “I want him to like it here. I want you to like him.”
“We’ll see about that,” he chuckled at his daughter’s stricken expression. “Don’t give me that pout! I just want to know if he’s good enough to be on your arm, is all.”
“Daddy,” Katniss shook her head. She glanced out the window at the sun. He’d be by soon. “I need to finish getting ready!”
“You’re beautiful already, birdie. I don’t see what all the fuss is about.” He was laughing as she pushed him out of the bathroom. “Alright! Alright! I know when I’m not wanted.”
“Please don’t let mama say anything embarrassing!” She begged before she shut the door in his face.
“You heard that? Your daughter thinks we’ve no self control,” he snickered into the kitchen where his wife offered him an amused tweak of the brow. “You’d think the boy was the prince of Panem or something.”
“Hm, I think it’s sweet.” His wife replied, lifting the lid of the stew she’d been working on for the better part of the evening. “Young love, remember it?”
“You’re calling me old?” He pulled her into the circle of his arms. “These Everdeen women sure are difficult to impress.”
“Spruce,” she shook her head. “Why don’t you make yourself useful and help me with this food, huh? Your daughter put a lot of work into tonight.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He walked over to their makeshift ice box. “I promise to keep the commentary to a minimum.”
“Mama! If Katniss marries the baker do we get free cakes forever?” Prim little head stuck into the house from where she sat on the front steps. “Cause that’d be really neat!”
“Primrose Everdeen!” She said around a laugh. “Don’t you have to get dressed for dinner?”
“He’s not marrying me,” the girl replied sullenly as she shuffled towards the bedroom.
“No one’s marrying anyone!” Spruce called out. “In fact, what does anyone need boys for?”
“You’re a boy daddy,” Prim replied.
“Now that’s an entirely different thing,” he replied. “I’m your father. That makes me better than the rest.”
“Mmhm,” his wife replied sarcastically. “Taste this?” She placed the spoon before his lips.
“Sour,” he coughed. “What have you been doing over there?”
“Well you could fix it if you know so much,” she handed him the spoon. “I could use a rest, you know. It takes a lot to look like this.” She fluffed her hair.
“Yes, I noticed. You look lovely, dear.” She smacked his shoulder. “I mean it!”
“Uh huh,” she replied.
“Mama! Could I borrow your lipstick?” Katniss’s voice came from the bathroom still. “Is it in your room?”
“Yes, darling.” His wife replied, shooting him an amused look. “In the drawer!”
They didn't hear anything else before they saw her zoom by to the bedroom, her hair trailing behind her like a river of molasses.
“Don’t sprain something now!” He called after her. “This kid better be the best thing since sliced bread. I don’t remember you putting this much work into making me happy.”
“Hush,” his wife tried to peek into the bedroom before the door shut behind their daughter’s back. “She’s nervous enough as it is.”
A thudding noise from beyond the closed door caught their attention. “Hey!” Prim yelled.
“Oh no, now they’re fighting.” She patted his arm. “I’m going in there.”
“You have my thoughts and prayers,” he replied sarcastically. She didn’t spare that a response, but she smiled, so that was a win.
He set about fixing the stew, adding some extra water to try and counteract the excess vinegar. He was cutting up some wild onion when a tentative knock befell the open door.
"Ah, there he is," He glanced towards the doorway with a friendly expression. "The man of the hour."
At the threshold, a shy-looking eighteen-year-old boy peeked halfway into the house. He smiled self-consciously. "Good evening, Mr. Everdeen."
"Mr. Everdeen? That was my father. You’ll call me Spruce. Come in! What are you doing hanging out in the rain?" He waved him over. "Do you know much about cooking?"
"The basics, I think." He shrugged good-naturedly, taking a moment to wipe his feet on the cheerful mat his wife had laid out there ages ago. He walked in strangling some unfortunate daisies. "These are for Katniss."
"We've got a vase somewhere," He ducked to check the cupboard, his back protesting the whole time. "Here we are. One chipped jug, close enough." He smiled over his shoulder. "It's Peeta, correct?"
"Yes, sir." Peeta accepted the old milk jug and went to fill it at the sink. He quirked a brow at that. "Uh, Mr. Spruce, sorry."
"Whatever floats your boat." He accepted, "Is that for us?" He looked at the covered dish in the boy's other hand.
"Yes, of course!" He awkwardly set it down on the counter as his hands were full. Spruce was starting to feel bad for the kid, he'd never seen anyone so nervous. "Katniss loves the bakery's cheese buns so I figured it might be nice to bring some."
"That she does. Do you think she'd mind if I took one?" He asked cheekily, removing the dish's lid.
Peeta smiled. "Maybe a little."
"I think I'll risk it," He took a big bite out of a nice warm bun. He nodded in approval, "This is good."
Peeta's smile widened, "thank you, Mr. Spruce."
"You're here!" They turned towards the sound of his daughter's voice. She stood in the doorway to the bedroom, looking as lovely as she'd been since the day she was born, but this time she had a light touch of lipstick on her cheeks. "You met my dad."
Peeta nodded, "I did." He started blushing. "I-uh, brought you these." He extended the flowers in her direction, which she leaped across the room to accept. "You look beautiful."
Katniss glanced over her shoulder self-consciously. Spruce averted his eyes to give her some privacy. "Thank you," she said with a voice as sweet as honey. "You look nice too."
Peeta's face took on a love-dazed look and Spruce shook his head. Oh man, that's why his mother had constantly made fun of him back in the day.
He turned his back on the kids. Might as well spare them the extra embarrassment. "We're having a big dinner tonight. Katniss caught all this game all by herself." He returned to the stew, "Right, birdie?"
"Yep," the awkwardness seemed to be a common denominator. "You brought me cheese buns?"
"Yeah, I know how much you like them," Peeta replied with an awkward little chuckle.
"Thank you, I do-- like them, I mean. Yeah." Katniss spoke haltingly. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Oh!” His wife finally made it out of the bedroom. “Prim, come say hello!" She called back into the bedroom. "Peeta! How are you? Did the rain give you a hard time?"
"No, no, not at all, I'm great" Peeta replied. "Thank you for inviting me over tonight. You have a lovely home, Mrs. Everdeen."
"Thank you, and it's no trouble at all. We've been curious about you." She walked towards the table with Prim following close behind, a curious look to her. "And please, you don't have to call me that, Lily is fine."
"Lily," Peeta repeated with a smile.
"So since you're the baker and all, do we get freebies when you marry my sister?" Prim challenged.
"Prim!" Katniss chastised. “You don’t have to answer that. We’re not even engaged Prim.”
"And I'm not the baker. I just work there." Peeta answered with an amused smile. "My dad's the baker but I can still make you anything you'd like."
"You don't have to," Katniss said.
"Great! My birthday's coming up." Prim went on shamelessly. She pulled out one of the dining chairs and sat down. "Could you make it a heart-shaped cake? Oh! And cover it in pink frosting?"
Lily put a hand to her mouth to stifle her laughter, meanwhile, Katniss looked mortified. Spruce tsked, joining his youngest daughter at the table. “Don’t scare him off, you’ll cost us our in at the bakery!”
“Daddy,” Katniss complained. She picked up her boyfriend’s hand and tugged him towards the table. “They’re just joking. They do that a lot.”
“I really wouldn’t mind making it though,” Peeta smiled gregariously. “It’s not every day you get an order for a pink and heart-shaped cake. It sounds like fun.”
“In that case, could it be tiered too?” Prim interjected.
“That’s enough, Prim. Don’t disrespect.” Lily said. To Peeta she added, “has Katniss offered you something to drink?”
“Oh wow, I’m sorry I forgot. Do you want some water?” Katniss smiled her embarrassment.
“No, I’m okay, thanks.” Peeta and her seemed to have some sort of secret conversation which resulted in Katniss laughing.
“Should we eat?” Spruce stood. “I can serve the stew.”
“I’ll get the bowls,” Lily readily added. Once they were a sufficiently far away from the children she stage-whispered, “what do you think?”
“I think we’ve got ourselves a problem.”
“A problem? What do you mean? He seems perfectly nice to me.”
“No, he is. Problem is we’re gonna lose our kid.” He peaked over his shoulder. The kids were all seated at the table and having a normal conversation. “This looks permanent.”
Lily’s face grew sentimental. “We weren’t that much older when we got married.” She bit her lip. “ironic, huh?”
“How’d you mean?”
“You and me, town and seam. I chose the coal miner over the baker. Now, our daughter and her boyfriend, still town and seam, but she’s choosing the baker. It’s almost by design.”
“You’re reading too much into it,” he said. “What we should be worried about is how this affects me and the actual baker. First his girl and now his son? I can't go back there.”
“Spruce,” Lily laughed. "You and your jokes. Would it kill you to take this seriously?"
"Yes, it would." He grinned shamelessly. "But you knew that when you married me."
"You're terrible." She handed him a bowl. "Hurry up."
"So demanding," he shook his head. "This is cripple abuse."
"Cripple," Lily snorted.
"Thank you," Peeta smiled winningly as Lily deposited his bowl in front of him.
"So Peeta," Spruce interlaced his fingers. Time to look serious. "If you're not going to be the baker, what will you do? I'm assuming one of your brothers is the next baker, right?"
"Dad," Katniss complained.
"It's an important question." Spruce leaned forward slightly on his forearms. "Peeta?"
"That's right, Mr., Uh, Spruce, I'm not the next baker." Peeta managed to maintain eye contact with him. Good. "I'm apprenticing at the justice building for the rest of the year. My mother's side of the family has connections there."
"Interesting. What will you be doing?" Spruce cocked his head. "It pays?"
"Dad," Katniss groaned. "You know I'm sitting right here right?"
He put up a placating hand, "Peeta?"
"It pays," the boy nodded. "It should be enough, for um, multiple people." He blushed then.
"Please, I could probably provide enough for all of us." Katniss rolled her eyes and muttered. "Talking about me like a goat up for auction."
Spruce stared hard at them both for a long moment. Peeta looked like he was sweating. Katniss looked like she wanted him to keel over. He nodded. "Alright."
"Alright?" Katniss asked derisively.
"I'm giving you my blessing, birdie. Don't spend it all in one place." He smiled as Katniss gave in and softened. "That's my girl."
Part 2
I apologize for calling Macklemore cringe
Imagine raising $70,000 to set up a screen and a stage on a cordoned off section of the lawn solely to play propaganda to thin air and agitate student protestors you are vastly outnumbered by and who have been peacefully ignoring you for days instead of...i dont know, giving that $70,000 it to the families of the hostages you are crying about who are currently being silenced by Israeli media for protesting their children being carpet bombed and shot to death waving white flags by their own government.
Zionists are completely unserious.
NEW FIC: White Lilies, Yellow Roses
(this is being posted on may 12, although very late at night)
ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!
happy Mother’s Day too!
i wrote a fic in honor of mother’s day :)
long story short, it’s a modern AU where peeta is a widow with a young daughter. katniss is an only child, and when she was young her mom passed away instead of her dad, something she finally begins to heal from as she grows closer to Peeta and his daughter.
i said i was going to finish it in full but i had to move out of my apartment this week and i was SOOO busy. so here’s the first chapter/part.
7,374 words.
No ratings for this part!
Something I always wondered about Peeta and his later years after the Games and the Revolution. As Peeta grew into an old man.
How was his heart or his overall health?
Like between the force field execution in Catching Fire, and all the torturing the Capitol did to him. Plus the hijacking venom can't have helped his brain, heart, or nervous system.
Could it be possible as Peeta ages that he will have heart or other serious heart problems?
I think he developed health complications and passes away earlier than he otherwise would have
It's funny you say this because I actually have been thinking about Peeta and if he would have an increased risk for dementia or other memory problems.
Like as they get older, he starts forgetting certain words and needing longer to remember them. Then the questions of "real or not real?" get more frequent again. The time they know it's serious is when he can't remember their daughter's name for a few minutes.
He starts saying things to Katniss like "when we get married" or "when I see Haymitch" (who is long dead). He'll ask if his brothers have accepted his dinner invitation.
And worst, near the very end of his life, he'll have bad hijacking relapses.
But the night before he dies, he's completely lucid. They're both old and frail, and for one last time, he's there. Katniss wants to think it means he's getting better but knows it probably doesn't. They have dinner together. They talk. They cuddle with hot chocolate. And that night, with her head on his chest, Katniss hears his heart stop. But it's not all bad because that night, she knows he died as himself.
To add, there’s two different directions my mind takes me for when they do end pass away. But, in both, Peeta dies before Katniss.
1. When Peeta passes, Katniss remains strong and holds him in her memory always. It is hard at first, but their children keep her sane and the boy is such a spitting image of his father, it helps some. She also has his eyes to gaze at in their daughter. Grounding her. Surrounded by grandchildren who carry his traits: curly hair, dimples when he smiled, freckles, Katniss lives on with Peeta’s memory. Several years later, passing away herself.
2. I had a grandmother who “died of a broken heart”, I don’t know if it’s a southern thing, but I feel like Katniss would go the same route. Peeta passes and she’s so broken she’s delirious. Calling out for Peeta, making dinner for them both when shes the only one eating, waiting for Peeta to come to bed and he never does. Then, when she realizes he is really gone, when she’s got the burial and funeral to prove it, she goes too. Her children knowing it is coming, sit and accompany her. Before death, in some cases, the person will talk to people who aren’t there, who are dead. I feel like Katniss would do so. She’d talk to Peeta, Prim, her father, a list of others. Then she would pass. Happily. Her children upset that they have lost both of their parents in such a short span of time, but knowing they are happy on the other side.
I concur with all of this. 😞 I think they live a long and healing life but I also think (in addition to heart complications) Peeta’s leg necessitates the use of a wheelchair in his later days, and that Katniss’ once repaired ear deteriorates and she uses hearing aids. I tend to subscribe to the “dies of a broken heart” theory too, but not immediately. She carries on for a little longer before she goes, for her children and grandchildren. If uh … if you wanna … be sadder … I have a fic for this.
A really, really, really good, and emotionally devastating, take on Peeta developing dementia is The Good Wife from The Ashes of District 12 series.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Wait, what? 😯
The legendary Silvercistern is now an orphan_account?
What is happening? 😓
here are some of her other works that I found also orphaned:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Unfortunately, that's all I've been able to find. :(
Here's everything I could find:
happy endings by orphan_account
Peeta Mellark is going to lose his job if he doesn't get his anxiety under control.
Enter Katniss Everdeen, the world's worst masseuse.
The Ashes of District Twelve - orphan_account
Includes:
The List
Ragged Edges
The Good Wife
Legal Matrimony
The Grandmentor
The Many and Varied Adventures of Young Fletcher Mellark
librarian!Peeta
Includes:
Flux and Dustjackets
Combs and a Fob Chain
A Tree Grows in Philadelphia
PiP submissions:
Patient 823 - orphan_account
The Museum of Cultural Preservation and Antiquity - orphan_account
A Tragedy in Twelve Parts - orphan_account
Second Place - orphan_account
Coward - orphan_account
Talk to Her - orphan_account
Two Cakes - orphan_account
The Colors - orphan_account
Real - orphan_account
District 12 - orphan_account
Golden Apples - orphan_account
Someone to Watch Over Me - orphan_account
Some of my favourite fics set during CF
My favorite everlark moments are the months before and after the announcement of the quell. Anyway here are some fics to fill that void. All are canon compliant except for one.
Because she couldn't possibly..... by ETNRL4L
An absolute favorite, the eyelash scene in Peeta's pov. The writing is impeccable.
knit 2 together by loveleee
Katniss knits, Peeta paints. So sweet.
Seven Days by ThirtySomething
Another one about them working on the plantbook, so bitterweet.
The Archer's Aim by sophinisba
A villanelle for the Catching Fire training montage. Let's just say I cried.
The Last Sunday by IzzySamson
Training before the quell in Gale's Pov. Loved the insight into Gale's head watching everlark be so angsty and obvious lol.
Capital Vices and Distinct Virtues
This one is so beautiful and well written I cannot emphasize enough.
Katniss and Peeta debate the merits of mankind, its virtue and vice, with District Twelve as a stage. Katniss begins to realize something she won't fully understand until after the rebellion. Canon-compliant CF interlude. Round 4 PiP submission for the sin of pride, though all seven make an appearance.
Sneak Attack by burkygirl
This one is so fluffy and cosy, ughhhhh loved it. SLight canon divergence tho. This is the only one rest are all canon complaint.
A surprise during Peeta's walk home from the bakery could change everything. A little winter Everlark interlude post-Victory Tour. Written for Day 1 of the Yuletide in Panem: 12 Days of Christmas challenge on Tumblr.
Intimate Bystander by burkygirl
Love this author so much.💕💕
Katniss said it was just for the cameras. Gale believed her until he discovered she screams for Peeta in the night. In the days before the Quarter Quell, Gale finds out there’s more to Katniss’s relationship with Peeta than she’s led him to believe. In-Panem, mostly Canon. Everlark Fic Exchange, Springtime Edition, Prompt 1 – Gale walks in on/eavesdrops/overhears Everlark being intimate.
Conversations by tethered_feathers
Last but not least one by me, still writing tho.
Peeta and Katniss' conversations over the course of CF
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ashyblondwaves :: ao3, ff.net
Popular fic: Synchronicity: A collection of one shots and stories examining Katniss and Peeta's relationship post-Mockingjay. Peeta's POV.
atetheredmind :: ao3, tumblr
Popular Fic: The Act: The Victors are a new, up-and-coming band on a meteoric rise to stardom propelled by Katniss Everdeen's ethereal voice, Peeta Mellark's guitar-slinging charm, and the duo's undeniable chemistry on stage. Too bad they hate each other. (@muttpeeta)
bookmarkedpage :: ao3, tumblr
Popular Fic: The Mockingjay is Hijacked: After the arena for the third Quarter Quell comes crumbling down, Katniss and Finnick are captured and taken to the Capitol. Snow plans to make examples of them in live, televised trials, to show the rest of Panem what will happen to those found guilty of aiding the rebels.
booksrockmyface aka HGfanonezillion :: ao3, ffnet, tumblr (general), Everlark Birthday Gifts
Popular Fic: Worry is CallingHow can a person go on when the love of their life is ripped away from them and they are forced to marry someone else? This is the dilemma Katniss, Peeta, Finnick, and Annie must all face. And only whispers of revolution could possibly bring them back together. But will there be a chance for reuniting after years of marriage to someone else? (@booksrockmyface)
chele20035 :: ao3, ffnet, tumblr
Popular Fic: Twisted: Katniss is so excited, Prim finally made it medical school, on a full scholarship too. What sisters don't expect is how much it all costs. When Katniss goes looking for a part time job, it leads her to photographer, Peeta Mellark. (@chele20035)
dandelionsandberries :: ao3, ff.net, tumblr
Popular Fic: Netflix & Chill: When her best friend ask Katniss to come to his dorm to watch a movie, she’s simply happy to spend a night chilling. But when her roommate insinuates he means something completely different, she begins to worry. And, perhaps, hope for something more. Written for Prompts in Panem Round 8 Day 2 and Day 4.
Demona424 :: ao3, tumblr archive, tumblr post
Popular Fic: The Surrogate: In the Capitol it’s all the rage, your own personal sex surrogate. When you’re rich, why not get one or two to fit all your marriage needs. Sometimes having sex with your spouse can be just so boring, but you can bring the spice back into your lives with someone who will do whatever you please. And with a surrogates from every district to choose from, you can have whomever you choose.
dracoisalooker76 :: ao3, ffnet, tumblr
Popular Fic: Anywhere I Would Have Followed You: A drunken kiss at a Christmas party starts five months worth of firsts for college junior Katniss Everdeen and begins a journey she's not entirely sure she wants to go on. Banner by Ro Nordmann.
ellembee :: ao3, ff.net, tumblr
Popular Fic: All the World Drops Dead: Peeta’s voice has been inside her head since she turned 14. She doesn’t know why they share a connection, and she doesn’t care. She likes having him with her. They comfort each other. Protect each other. Until he goes where she cannot follow. Until he enters the arena. (Based loosely on the film “In Your Eyes.”)
merciki :: ao3, ff.net, tumblr
Popular Fic: The Firebird: Meet Katniss Everdeen, who has only one dream. Become the best dancer at the National Ballet. There's only one problem. She's too closed off to really give a heartfelt performance. Could a tango dancer coming into her life change that? Read if you want to find out :)
Chele20035 here... I'm still writing. Just it's a mix between original words, Reylo and some of my everlark will probably be published this year (2024)
Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck
this worked last night lets go for round two
I really need some good luck rn
Samuel L. Jackson
This is a confirmed real quote! Find it unredacted in his interview with Vulture (July 20, 2023).
Reblog with link!
There's tons of other good stuff in it. What a life and career.
There is so much to say about Chapters 6 & 7, but what I want to talk about is something(s) that really struck me while reading about the hospital in District 8:
We see why Katniss is the Mockingjay: and it’s not because she’s good with a bow or because spins around in fire dresses. It’s because she is good, and kind, and she is to the people of Panem what Peeta is to her: “you don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.” And that’s why these people recognize her.
The Messiah imagery comes out ~swinging~ in this section; I couldn’t help but think of the Biblical account of crowds following Jesus, just hoping to touch the hem of his garment, hoping to be comforted and healed. We see that imagery here, as Katniss touches the wounded, as she allows her face to be clasped in hands, as she acknowledges that she belongs to these people, to the oppressed and downtrodden. That’s such a thing to say, for a girl who is desperate to define herself as not belonging to anyone. But of course she belongs to the district people, just as the mockingjay bird belongs to the district wilds where it was born. There’s a sense of that folk fate again.
I love that these people have empathy for Peeta (and have an ounce of common sense to see that he’s under duress), and I defy anyone who says the districts weren’t compelled by the love story to take a gander at this section. These people know what it is to lose a spouse or a child.
Tragically, of course, within a few pages of this, all these people die, and Katniss gives a powerful speech to honor them and call for justice. But I think her more powerful work is what she’s already done: she’s dignified these people. She’s humanized them. And I realized that that is a thread that runs through the whole series, and it’s not just Katniss who does this, dignifying the dying. Peeta does it too.
I think of Rue. Katniss sings to her and buries her in flowers, giving her a beautiful acknowledgement of her innocence and humanity. I think of Cato. Peeta urges Katniss to give him a merciful end and she does, driven by pity. I think of the morphling. Peeta gives her peace and kindness in her last moments. I think of the way Katniss is “with” Finnick in his mind as he dies. I think of the way that Peeta gives Prim a memorial, a proxy proper burial, as he plants primrose flowers. And I think of these people in 8, who perish so shortly after Katniss gives them hope. I’m sure Katniss would think of it as her curse: everything she touches dies, but I don’t see it that way. Many mythological beings have the unenviable task of leading the dying on a final voyage to the afterlife, and I can’t help but see hints of that here. I might have more thoughts later, but the main takeaway is how beloved and powerful Katniss is, not just in-universe but out of it too. Not because she’s a badass but because she’s kind.
When are you planning on updating Fletcha? This story has become a favorite of mine. Thank you so much for the stories. I think they are amazing.
Hi Anon,
Apologies I've been wrapped up in writing the This Would Have Happened Anyways for @promptseverlark .
Now that the writing for that is over I will be updating Fletcha this week :)
Happy Juneteenth
@jorality
they mentioned starbucks in the last episode and they obviously meant the building but i thought it would be funnier if starbucks was still operating in the qz
Peeta : If it weren’t for the baby
Katniss : OMG HE TOLD EVERYONE ABOUT THE BABY!
Katniss : ….
Katniss : What baby?