#practical magic!au

[firehelpmeforget]

Who's A Heretic Now?: A tale of curses and crones. Of magic and mischief. Of defiant, entrancing, bewitching love. // A Practical Magic!Everlark AU.

So I crafted a supposed "true love:" an impossible, non-existent, man of myth, to summon with my spell. It was a clear list: He will be marvelously kind, with entire worlds hidden behind his eyes. He will know my favorite food without being told. He will glimmer like the silver moon and weave golden fire. He will set me alight in body and mind. He will carry me with ease, as if I weigh no more than a feather, and in his arms I will finally feel safe, once more. I wove the words together with the ash of mandrake and canada roots. Bathed them with the juice of cherries and oil of camellias. A drip of maple sap and honey to bind it together. Burned it all with the trilliums of true love in a beth birch bowl, letting the smoke disappear into the night sky — along with my last dredge of hope for romance.

I was lucky enough to rope @mandrake-mistakes into making me another piece of artwork! Specifically for my entirely self-indulgent witchy!everlark fic called, Who's A Heretic Now?, and we chose the moment Katniss casts her so-called 'True Love' spell! The moment all the events of our story were set in motion!

Mandrake is an incredibly talented writer and artist, and somehow, an even better friend! Go give her all the love and support she deserves! Also...a little birdie told me that her commissions are open, and her Etsy shop is up and running!

Thank you to @mandrake-mistakes for all the time, energy, and hard work you put into crafting this artwork! You truly created magic! And thank you to everyone who read this wonderfully, witchy, little story! I had far too much fun writing it and I'm so happy others enjoyed it as well! ✨💙

[firehelpmeforget]

Who's A Heretic Now?: It is a known fact: anyone who loves a Covey witch will swiftly meet a tragic fate.

And no one understands that better than Katniss Everdeen. It's why she lost her father, her mother, her uncle. It's why she's sworn off love entirely. It's why she cast that True Love Spell. The one that hid her heart from the rest of the world, bound it to a seemingly impossible and non-existent man.

But what happens when an old face from her past suddenly reappears on Seam Isle? What happens when that face seems to have a knack for breaking through all her carefully crafted walls? What happens what the universe seems set on drawing them together? And what happens when that face starts appearing in her minds eye in entirely inappropriate moments?

A tale of curses and crones. Of magic and mischief. Of defiant, entrancing, bewitching love. // A Practical Magic!Everlark AU.

Chapter 1: "and it's my whole heart" is now posted!

Amaros Veritas. A spell to summon true love. But I have no need for true love, and no interest in ruining some poor man's life play-acting at anything else. So I crafted a supposed "true love:" an impossible, non-existent, man of myth, to summon with my spell. It was a clear list: He will be marvelously kind, with entire worlds hidden behind his eyes. He will know my favorite food without being told. He will glimmer like the silver moon and weave golden fire. He will set me alight in body and mind. He will carry me with ease, as if I weigh no more than a feather, and in his arms I will finally feel safe, once more.  I wove the words together with the ash of mandrake and canada roots. Bathed them with the juice of cherries and oil of camellias. A drip of maple sap to bind it together. Burned it all with the trilliums of true love in a beth birch bowl, letting the smoke disappear into the night sky — along with my last dredge of hope for romance.

[firehelpmeforget]

Who's A Heretic Now?: It is a known fact: anyone who loves a Covey witch will swiftly meet a tragic fate.

And no one understands that fact better than Katniss Everdeen. It's why she lost her father, her mother, her uncle. It's why she's sworn off love entirely. It's why she cast that True Love Spell. The one that hid her heart from the rest of the world, bound it to a seemingly impossible and non-existent man.

But what happens when an old face from her past suddenly reappears on Seam Isle? What happens when that face seems to have a knack for breaking through all her carefully crafted walls? What happens what the universe seems set on drawing them together? And what happens when that face starts appearing in her minds eye in entirely inappropriate moments?

A tale of curses and crones. Of magic and mischief. Of defiant, entrancing, bewitching love. // A Practical Magic!Everlark AU.

Our Finale, Chapter 4: "burned but not buried, this time" is now posted!

He's close. So close. I clasp his face in my hands and drag his lips down to my own. It's messy and desperate and laced with just the slightest twinge of disbelief. But as Peeta lowers me to the picnic blanket, an undeniable truth fills my chest: This is real. My last levies of restraint crumble to ash.

[firehelpmeforget]

Who's A Heretic Now?: It is a known fact: anyone who loves a Covey witch will swiftly meet a tragic fate.

And no one understands that fact better than Katniss Everdeen. It's why she lost her father, her mother, her uncle. It's why she's sworn off love entirely. It's why she cast that True Love Spell. The one that hid her heart from the rest of the world, bound it to a seemingly impossible and non-existent man.

But what happens when an old face from her past suddenly reappears on Seam Isle? What happens when that face seems to have a knack for breaking through all her carefully crafted walls? What happens what the universe seems set on drawing them together? And what happens when that face starts appearing in her minds eye in entirely inappropriate moments?

A tale of curses and crones. Of magic and mischief. Of defiant, entrancing, bewitching love. // A Practical Magic!Everlark AU.

Chapter 2: "while tried and tested, it's mine" is now posted!

"Katniss?" He asks against my lips. I don't answer, too overwhelmed, by the voice in my head saying 'more.' The gnawing ache in my gut. The throbbing heat between my thighs. I thought I was an expert on grief, on loss, on emptiness, on hunger. But in this moment I realize how foolish I've been, how much I have yet to learn about such things. I feel hollow, desperate, cloying, as I grasp at him, knowing deep in the barren wasteland of that ache that only he can satiate it, can finally leave me satisfied and full and…and happy.

[firehelpmeforget]

Who's A Heretic Now?: It is a known fact: anyone who loves a Covey witch will swiftly meet a tragic fate.

And no one understands that fact better than Katniss Everdeen. It's why she lost her father, her mother, her uncle. It's why she's sworn off love entirely. It's why she cast that True Love Spell. The one that hid her heart from the rest of the world, bound it to a seemingly impossible and non-existent man.

But what happens when an old face from her past suddenly reappears on Seam Isle? What happens when that face seems to have a knack for breaking through all her carefully crafted walls? What happens what the universe seems set on drawing them together? And what happens when that face starts appearing in her minds eye in entirely inappropriate moments?

A tale of curses and crones. Of magic and mischief. Of defiant, entrancing, bewitching love. // A Practical Magic!Everlark AU.

Chapter 3: "trying to reach it out" is now posted!

I'm coughing too hard to answer, desperate to get even the thought of breath back into my lungs. But it's not the panicked, concerned face of Peeta that catches my attention first. It's the dark purple berries in his hand, the fatal juice already staining his fingers. "Peeta!" I shriek again, leaping to my feet. My hand immediately comes up to his mouth, pressing it open. Searching in vain for any sign that he's already eaten some. Nightlock.