Hello everyone! Welcome to what is going to be a collection of holiday stories starring some of our favorite people from The Hunger Games. Its not too late for you to write something if writing is your thing, or if your passion is in another form, then please, you are welcome here!!!
Summary: Aspiring baker Katniss Everdeen finally gets her chance when she's chosen for The Great Panem Christmas Bake Off. Too bad, she's already managed to piss off the famous baker and Bake-Off judge, Peeta Mellark.
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All I can think about is cookies.
Those goddamn hot chocolate cookies.
Yes, Iâve grown up at a bakery and have had every cookie ever known to man. However, that was a long time ago. I was ten when my father turned our small mom-and-pop bakery into the conglomerate that it is now.
I can still taste the bittersweet chocolate mixed in with the saccharine of the marshmallows. Theyâve opened a hunger inside that I barely recognize. A memory of carob brown cookie dough and freeze-dried marshmallows being folded so carefully by a delicate hand, the bowl being cradled against a full breastâ
âPeeta!â I look up from my computer screen to see Rye, my older brother, bounding into my office like a puppy. He works as our media coordinator and is the reason that Iâm actually on the Bake-Off. He thought that it would soften my image. âWhy so serious?â
Rye walks over to my side of the desk, looking at my screen where our latest numbers are displayed on an excel spreadsheet.
âLooks like weâre still rich,â he says with a wide grin. âWait, whatâs on this tabââ
âNo!â
I reach for my mouse to close it out but am too late.
âOh, PeetaâŠâ Rye tsks. âLooks like you have a crush on a girl.â
Prompt: Modern Everlark AU best friends to lovers. One of them takes the other as the trusty âback-up dateâ to their holiday office party. Everyone assumes theyâre a couple. While taking their date home, they realize they donât want to go back to their own place alone and feelings come to a climax đ [submitted by @jedimandyâ]Â
Rating: T
Summary: Lonely hearts Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark attend the office holiday party together as each otherâs holidate. How will the night come to a close?Â
Authorâs Note: Thanks to my boo, Stephanie @evestedicâ for her wonderful input on this one as well as the lovely @daydreamsandcaffeineâ
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Card number and prompt: Card 3 - Winter Wonderland
Title: A Christmas Winter Wonderland
Rating: G
Summary: Katniss and Peeta find themselves at France's Capital of Christmas. Set in my unnamed van life!lark universe.
Word count: 526
Authorâs notes: Written for @talesofpanem, this little drabble is inspired by the Christmas market photos I've been seeing on here and Instagram, a chat with @shewakesupwiththesun, and by my own limited experiences of European Christmas markets (Strasbourg, the Capital of Christmas, being one of them). As always, a huge thank you to @jhsgf82 for beta-ing<3
Driving around Europe seemed like a pipe dream when they first tinkered with the idea of traveling in a van, but now here they are in Strasbourg, France.
Their family and friends thought their plan was a little absurd - why navigate a continent they donât know, in a van, during wintertime? But Katniss and Peeta insisted. They wanted to see Europe in its wintry glory. Plus, they had the internet to blame, or to thank, depending on how you look at it. YouTube videos and Instagram posts of the Christmas markets and the holiday decor blanketing the towns won them over.
So thatâs how Katniss and Peeta find themselves at Franceâs oldest Christmas market and proclaimed âcapital of Christmasâ or as the neon lights at the entrance state: âCapitale de Noelâ. Itâs only fitting that the day theyâre here is when the town is dusted in snow. They stand at the entrance of the market and are mesmerized by the sights, sounds, and smells of the ongoing festivities.
The archway that beckons them is well lit, bright white lights against warm yellow. Stars of varying sizes run along the arc, and two teddy bear shaped figures sit at each end. When they look past the arch, more lights are strung throughout in colors of red, green, blue, yellow, and white. Snowflake lights hang from the trees. Lit angels and gingerbread men hang high above the pathways. The stalls themselves have garlands and warm glows of their own. As Katnissâ and Peetaâs eyes wander to the picturesque buildings around them, they see garlands and streamers and Santa hats and banners of stars and hearts. A building or two has garlands made of cuddly teddy bears and boxes of presents with little trees at the occasional windowsill.
Excited chatter of children in awe of what they see fills the air; the little ones stretch their arms out attempting to point out the teddy bears or snowflakes or gingerbread men or other visual wonders around. Carolers sing Christmas classics in melodic harmony. Vendors are more than merry to talk to customers about their offerings. Clicks of cameras and shouts of what may be âsay cheeseâ in varying languages can be heard throughout. Laughs and joyous vocals are abundant.
In unison, the petite brunette with a French braid hanging over her shoulder and the broad muscular blond with his unruly curls take a deep breath, inhaling the smells that waft its way over. Scents of evergreen, peppermint, and holiday spices tickle their noses.
What lies ahead of them is an absolute Christmas themed winter wonderland. Pictures and videos do not do it justice.
While excited, Katniss canât help but feel a little overwhelmed, her senses overloaded. She takes another deep breath, readying herself.
Peeta stretches his left arm out to Katniss, and she enthusiastically grabs hold of it with her right. He gives her hand a squeeze which automatically makes her feel better. He looks down at her, eyebrows quirked and a smile on his face. âTogether?â
Katniss grins back at him. âTogether.â
Hand in hand, they walk into this Christmas Market wonderland, eager to take in what it has to offer.
@everlarkedalways day 4 a pita baked Christmas creation... So I chose cheese buns... Katniss's favorite treat.
Unfortunately they're never around long enough to share with others. So a small bet arises between Katniss and Peeta. But can Katniss keep away from temptation, given her current predicament?
âDo you like it?â Katniss asks, holding the folds of her new nightgown up and giving a girlish twirl on the bedroom rug, making the skirt fly out and swish beautifully.
From the bed, Peeta smiles and holds out a hand to draw her closer, kissing her knuckles as she crawls up beside him. âThis is the same fabric as my new pajamas,â he says with a smile.
Katniss shrugs and tugs thoughtfully at the dark green sleeves as she says, wry and soft, âThe seamstress had some fabric left over â and I thought we could match, like old times.â
A fruitcake. No one in District 12 should turn their nose up at a fruitcake, yet some do. Thereâs been too much time thatâs passed since the district was desperate with hunger. As much as some may oppose this baked Christmas treat, Katniss adores when Peeta creates it. It fills their home with the scents of fruits and spice, yeast and sugar. And it reminds her of another loaf on another day. A loaf packed with fruit and nuts. It reminds her of love and hope. So she eats each slice and kisses Peeta with sugar dusted lips.
Summary: In London, Dr. Mellark visits Katniss to check on her. In a professional way. And for no other reason.Â
Thanks again to everyone for the comments and encouragement! Thanks @jhsgf82â @endlessnightlockâ @sparklingdust4612â honeylime08, mrspeetamellark!
Rated: M
Part 1 Here
Part 2 HereÂ
Inspired by The Hunger Games and the Jekyll and Hyde musical. Canon-typical implied violence. Unbetaâd.
Katniss wakes to a jolt of pain in her ribs. She pushes herself out of bed, groaning. Slowly, she swings her legs onto the cold floorboards.
She remembers the warmth of Dr. Mellarkâs living room, and the way the light of the fire reflected in his eyes. Heâd looked at her with a sort of innocence, as if it were she that was the angel. And thatâs why heâs dangerous.Â
Katniss dresses in a long-sleeved dress to cover the purple splotches on her skin, and braids her hair as quickly as her tired arms will allow.
She has to skip breakfast because it takes her so long to get ready. When she finally makes it downstairs, the clubâs nearly empty, and Spider is in a foul mood.
âYouâre late,â he snaps, appraising her with his green eyes that always remind her of the scales of a snake. âGet to work.â
She pulls a face when he turns his back.
She makes round serving drinks, flirting with customers, but when one man tries to pull her on his lap, she canât stand the pressure of his fingers against the bruises on her hips. How the hell is she going to pull off the evening performance?
âKatniss.â
Dr. Mellark is striding towards her, and the sight of his broad chest takes her breath away. He is as handsome as ever, but as he approaches, she sees the exhaustion in his eyes.
The hearth crackles like autumn leaves under a brown boot as Katniss sets the family laundry over the fire screen to dry. She smiles quietly to herself as she arranges her embroidered wedding stockings next to Peetaâs brown woolen ones. Theyâd been thoroughly ruined this afternoon when heâd tramped through the dark and the slush into town for butter from his family bakery, but the trip was well worth it, because now the scent of meltingly fluffy biscuits to go with a rich white gravy is wafting from the kitchen and making her mouth water. She can hear her husband humming to himself, an off-key rendition of their hearthsong. With stockings by the fire and song in the kitchen, the cold of winter stops at the doormat and up in the eaves, and though it storms and frosts, it canât come in.
Katniss mentions that there were quite a few times she resorted to eating pine bark in the past. I think Peeta would want to replace those memories of hollow days with something decadent and fun, so I imagine he would make these cute little cookies for her, and restore the appeal of evergreens to Everdeen.
A Hunger Games everlark fanfic written for the prompt:Â âNo games, canon. Just a good, all time favorite âit would have happened anywayâ story. Maybe throw in snowstorm trope to make it seasonal?â
Super sweet and cozy - perfect to get this advent calendar started! đđ
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