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born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory

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Song lyric prompts, #26 (obviously). <3

“I was young and horny.”

Song Lyric Prompts

Peeta Mellark was a guy who most people liked for all sorts of reasons. He was funny, handsome, quick to lend a helping hand, selfless and kind. Even Gale Hawthorne would grudgingly admit it was impossible not to like the guy. Even if Peeta had horned in on Katniss before he’d really had a chance with her. 

Gale had forgiven him for that by now, of course. It’d been twenty years, two marriages, and six kids between the Peeta, Katniss, Gale, and his wife Madge since that was laid to rest.

With so many good qualities Peeta possessed, it was easy to overlook one flaw that had the tendency to sneak up out of nowhere and brilliantly bite him good and hard in the ass. Sometimes, if Peeta was angry, or you happened to catch him off guard, or even if he was just having an really good time with his family, he could be, well, shockingly honest. Which didn’t sound like a character flaw, but sometimes was.

“I can’t believe you said that,” Katniss said, covering her eyes in remembered embarrassment as Peeta slid into the driver’s seat of their car. They were on their way home, leaving the party and his faux pas behind them.

Peeta wanted to laugh at his wife, but knew better. “Come on, honey,” he began. “You act like no one’s ever said something stupid before. Besides, how was I supposed to know he was Becca’s future father in law? He looks nothing like Nate. Nothing.”

Nate being their daughter, Rebecca’s, fiancee.

Katniss glared at him from the passenger seat as he eased away from the curb, merging into downtown traffic. “Really- ignorance is the story you’re going with.”

Katniss and Peeta were eighteen when their (very much unplanned) Rebecca was born. And tonight wasn’t the first time someone had made the comment to one or the other about being much too young to have a daughter in her twenties. It was a fairly common occurrence. Tonight was just the first time Peeta gave a too honest answer to why exactly they’d had Rebecca when they were so young. 

He knew he ought to feel guilty about embarrassing Katniss tonight but really, she was overreacting. Nate’s dad had a good laugh once they realized who each other was, and promised not to tell his son if they didn’t tell their daughter.

“I don’t know what’s worse,” Katniss huffed, “you knowingly telling Nate’s dad, or some random stranger you just met that the reason why our daughter is twenty-five while we’re forty-three is because we were just “young and horny back then!””

Peeta raised an eyebrow, even if she wasn’t looking at him. “Even if it was true?”

“Shut up, Peeta.”

He sighed, knowing it was time to placate his wife. It was fun to tease her, but he knew not to push her too far. “But that wasn’t all I said, was it? Be honest.”

Katniss glanced over at him in the mostly-dark interior of the car, and he could tell she was trying to stay irritated with him and not smile. She was failing miserably at both, so Peeta took her hand in his free one. “I told him we were crazy in love with each other back then, and that “accident” was the best thing that ever happened to me. And you know that’s true, right? I wouldn’t change a thing about our lives.”

When Peeta lifted their joined hands to his lips and kissed the back of Katniss’s hand, her contented sigh let him know all was forgiven.

#omg that’s too sweet #everlark fanfiction

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can i come over and implant false memories of us being childhood friends?

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i love tumblr because sometimes i get an urge to rb posts about something nobody likes and everyone just politely ignores me. everyone's like oh he's fallen into madness again, he'll be fine later i guess

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woah

#thg fanart

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Everlark Fic (explicit): Best of Three

“It’s called the Hunger Games,” Johanna says as she chews through a mouthful of pizza. “College guys keep score of how many different girls – or guys – they sleep with from the start of the new college year through to the end of finals week. Certain partners or situations gain you extra points.”

Katniss rolls her eyes as she reaches for another slice. “Sounds depraved.”

Katniss and Peeta navigate the final few weeks of high school together as new friends, biology partners, and more.

Everlark modern AU, rated E

Chapter 1 on AO3

#everlark fic

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a lot of life can be persevered thru by secretly playing pretend in your mind the whole time

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laid up in bed googling normal things like have i ruined my life. is it too late

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When the Stars Align

RegencyLark Part 1 | RegencyLark Part 2 | RegencyLark Part 3

She needs to find a husband. She came to the conclusion within an hour of Peeta’s return.

After she’d seen him, she’d wandered the streets aimlessly, unable to return to his home, for that’s what it was; his. She’s been living on Peeta’s charity these last two years, though that’s not entirely true. She’s been managing the estate in his absence which must count for something.

She’d only come to town this year for Primrose’s debut season, but now she’s glad of it. She’ll need to begin her search immediately, so she changes direction towards the Odair house to speak to Finnick on the matter.

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As a child Katniss had assumed her life would always be an endless string of golden days; Her parents were hopelessly in love and she had the most perfect companion in her sweet little sister. Though they weren’t rich they lived comfortably and most importantly, they were happy. But then at eleven her father had died and she’d watched her mother die a slow and agonizing death from a broken heart. Their modest house was entailed to a distant cousin who was only fourteen himself with a mother and three siblings to support as well and Katniss’s days had faded to a dull gray hue while the Everdeen sisters had mourned their parents and struggled to adjust to their new lives.

Then her God-father, Lord Abernathy, had discovered their situation and invited them to live on his estate as his wards, and while their days had brightened to a rosier glow, Katniss could never forget the hollow look in her mother’s eyes in the weeks after her father’s death as she slipped away from them. Katniss would not allow that to happen to her. She knew she must marry one day, but she swore to herself that she’d never fall in love.

Luckily, she was friends with Finnick Odair; a staple of fashionable society and as such a collector of confidences. When she’d told him of her resolve, he’d been determined to assist her; To not love a husband was one thing, but to not respect him another.

An Earl was much more than the unexceptional daughter of an unknown gentleman could have expected, but they both had trusted Finnick’s judgment in the matter. He’d introduced them at a ball and though many found Graham Mellark’s reserve off-putting, she’d seen the practicality in the man who spoke directly to the purpose or not at all.

He’d called at Abernathy place the next morning where they’d shared tea in companionable silence and within the month they were married.

The first few weeks of their marriage, however, had been painfully awkward. Katniss might have begun to second guess her decision, had it not been for her new brother-in-law. Peeta began visiting frequently and seemed to always know just what to say to lighten the mood and put them both at ease. She realized she had never heard her husband’s laugh before his brother had visited. It had been Peeta who had given her hope that her marriage wasn’t a mistake, but beyond that, she’d enjoyed his company on its own merits. It wasn’t long before she had considered him among her closest acquaintances.

But then Graham had died and despite her careful planning and arranging she’d crumbled, because in the end, she had loved him in her own way. It wasn’t a desperate, wild, romantic love like her parents, but one born of familiarity, friendship, and mutual support.

Worse still, along the way she’d lost Peeta as well and although he’s returned in body, she will not allow herself to believe that they can ever be as they once were.

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“I’m in need of a husband,” she announces as soon as the drawing room doors close behind her.

Finnick doesn’t seem surprised, appraising her over his cup of tea before speaking, “This is sudden.”

“Peeta- eh. The Earl of Bakerston has returned home.”

He nods his head, “then this seems an easy solution. You already hold the title, already live on the property and know the estate, you are both unattached, and last I saw, you are both mad for one another.”

She jerks back at his declaration, before she begins shaking her head, the force making her dizzy. “No. No, no, you are mistaken, we are friends… or we were friends… but that was long ago. I have not had a single word from him in two years!” She begins pacing the room and the words begin tumbling out, “oh Finnick, I don’t know what to do. He just… left. I know he had every right to do it. But oh, how I needed him. No, I am certain that he hates me. He would not have gone otherwise. Yes, he was mourning his brother, but so was I! Would it not have been natural for us to find solace in one another?”

“Only too natural and likely why he felt he must put distance between you two.”

Even in her grief she’d known how improper it was for her to ask Peeta to hold her as she’d fallen asleep. She’d asked too much of him. She was not his responsibility and making herself so had driven him away. She hazards a glance in Finnick’s direction to see if he knows the truth of it, but he’s wearing an impassive expression. She shakes her head before continuing, “And now he’s come back, to claim his dues, find his own countess and sire an heir. I have no legal right to any of it. I am at his whim, he could toss me out at a moment's notice. There’s no room for me in Bakerston any longer. Nor at Abernathy house.”

“He has told you this?”

“No, his arrival took me by surprise. I have yet to speak to him.” Oh, she was a coward.

“Ah, yes. That sounds correct.” She scowls at her friend but he waves a dismissive hand, “Sit down, lest you wear a hole in the rug.”

She sinks down on the sofa, “so will you help me?”

“Katniss, I am still not convinced my assistance is necessary. You really should speak to him. Unless you plan to uproot to Abernathy house in the interim, you’ll be sharing a home.”

She makes a distressed noise in the back of her throat. Surely he would take the Earl’s room right beside her own. The idea of sharing a wall feels… intimate. The act of an Earl and his Countess, not a man and his dowager burden. She hadn’t thought that far ahead. Perhaps she could have her things moved down the hall?

“Katniss, I know your reasons for seeking an uncomplicated match the first time, but now that you’ve weathered the worst and come out the other side, would it not be better to take your time and marry for affection? You will not need my help for that.”

She rubs her temples. She was relying on his continued understanding on this front. She wonders when he’s become such a romantic.

He sighs , “well if you are determined, I will only ask that you speak to Peeta before I lend my services.”

It seems a fair enough price, she’ll have to speak to him sooner or later anyways, so she nods, “consider it done, but ready your recommendations, for I am certain I’ll be in need a husband before the season is through.”

#this is my new obsession #everlark fanfiction

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First rule of reincarnation is to have insane sex with the guy who killed you last time

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Black Swan (2010) || Spongebob Squarepants (1999-)

#parallels

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is there a hunger games fandom on here

#omggggggg #so beautiful 🤍 #everlark #this is like THE everlark art of all time!!

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Oh that two year gap on my resume was when I was the architect of my own hell

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big question. what is your song of the year so far? the one you listened to most, the one that touched you the most, or for any reason. for me its where do we go now? by gracie abrams 🌟

#probably bug bites or beach house by del water gap #your girl is going through it haha. and by it i mean… “vaguely gestures hands around”

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do it doggedly

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'fairies dont exist' WRONG❗❗cyerce elegans

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Peeta doesn’t even have to play the crowd, he just is himself and that’s more than enough.