#Cult!Everlark

[captainseaweedbrains]

hi i just love your work the flock and i just have to ask what made you think to write a story like that

Oh my goodness! Thank you! 🥹 I'm so glad you're enjoying the Flock universe! It's a story @rosegardeninwinter (co-creator) and I are really proud of and have a lot of fun discussing and planning!

Well, Flock started back in 2020 when Cate asked if I had any writing ideas and I had told her how years ago, I had started a fic where Panem was a religious cult with extreme beliefs and rules. This fic has NO grounds in Flock, but it's what kickstarted our obsession with imagining what it would look like if Everlark grew up in a religious cult and were forced to marry because we're suckers for arranged marriages. The gothic elements fell quickly into place and that was that!

It's gone through a LOT of changes from when we came up with the idea to when I started writing it and publishing it, but a lot of the core moments have remained, especially where Marta and Katniss' dynamic is concerned.

Thanks for reading!

#I always get so giddy when people ask me about Flock #It's my baby #The Flock #Asks #anon #My writing

[mega-ringsandthings-world]

I don't know what's sadder.

There are Everlark fans still Everlarking Everything .

Or that they Settled for Peeta who's not even that good looking.

They completely monopolized the fandom at some point, and turned it into a everlark-worship fest. Every fandom has its faves, but the way they act about it is ridiculous. They fight and bitch against anyone who doesn't agree with their little pesudo-ship-cult. It may have a bit to do with the demographic of fans too. Each to their own, Josh H. is a reasonably handsome man, and in the books Peeta is also good-looking. What they did do is latch onto a white character and hold him up as their beloved who can do no wrong, which has been happening for ages. Rest assured, if there is evenly a mildly attractive white character available, people will sweep in to make them their darling.

...Although...I mean, if it were possible for Peeta to have been played by young Leonardo de Caprio...things might have been different for me.

#thg #the hunger games #thg fandom #peeta mellark #everlark #the everlark fandom #no one come for me #bby mister de caprio did something for me in romeo and juliet #joking

[katnissmellarkkk]

Fanfiction Aesthetics :

The Flock by @captainseaweedbrains (Terri) & @rosegardeninwinter (Cate)

Peeta did as he was told and lifted her veil, and sucked in a breath at the sight of her, his eyes widening as they took in her small features. Katniss’ cheeks reddened and she glanced down at the floor. That didn’t seem to please the Elect, though. Tucking a finger under her chin, Peeta pulled her gaze back to him and smiled, holding the bloody knife up to her face. Katniss grimaced, knowing what was expected of her, but she couldn’t seem to do it.

“Miss Axson,” Peeta gently hedged, reminding her that everyone was watching them. As though she could ever forget! Squeezing her eyes closed, she kissed the knife, the wet blood coating her lips red. “Beautiful,” he murmured, so softly she was unsure she heard him correctly.

#everlark #thg #hunger games #the flock #everlark cult AU #everlark fanfiction #ficaesthetics #everlark fic #aesthetic #aesthetics #edits #edit #I’m nervous to post this one for some reason 😭😭😭 #but I hope you two like it!!! i hope I got all the stuff right with it #and sorry everyone if this is a long post 😬 #but I hope you two like this!!! i hope i did it Justice #myaesthetics

[lovely-tothe-bone]

“everlarked forever no way out” I just noticed this 😆 we really are a commune aren’t we? (cult, we’re a cult)

Sometimes the crazy in me just...jumps out (it literally just happened mere mins ago)

#everlark commune #but apparently i was calling this #the everlark commune #before

[delicatebluebirdruins]

Mockingjay Part 2

did you know there is a dvd for MJ Part 2 where there is a bonus disc

1.       Katniss’s voice 😟

2.       I miss Delly- hijacked Peeta is scary and sad

3.       There are times I really dislike Gale (also anyone else read the bullshit article of Katniss and Peeta a realistic love story? No? Good don’t it’ll annoy you with its extreme bullshit and recent writing 2018)

4.       Hi Gwen

5.       Coin: no sacrifice is to great

6.       Coins eyes are really green on the tv screen

7.       Drag him Katniss— you know in Brooklyn 99 when Jake takes on a cult and the cult hires a guy called Phil to intimidate him… I want to be Phil for Gale

8.       I love Haymitch tossing the speech card away

9.       I love Jennifer’s portrayal of the D2 speech and I love that little flicker of expression on the mans face when she mentioned 12

10.   I really can’t imagine anyone else being Snow

11.   I love Johanna and that look when she was holding the pearl

12.   I wish we had the scene of Annie and Katniss selecting a dress for the wedding but the Odesta wedding is still cute

13.   Johanna is great

14.   Everyone reaction to seeing Kat is great

15.   I love Paylor and Boggs

16.   All of your lives gale

17.   I like Jackson

18.   That’s the toasty pod

19.   Poor Peeta- I hate that comment

20.   Finnick and Peeta begin a BROTP

21.   I wish they kept Katniss hiding away from everyone after her listing off the things that Peeta likes/ does

22.   Bye Boggs 😟 Mitchell

23.   The wave is as icky as I thought it was

24.   I love that Katniss (who has the holo) is in the middle and three people in front of he

25.   Caesar Flickerman is oh so very insidious

26.   Coins speech is great

I wish the mentioned the tribute propos

27.   Snows face when realising that Katniss is alive

28.   I love Kat and Peeta’s chat

29.   Here we go *am scared*

30.   Okay I might have turned down the volume a little bit for the sewer scene

31.    i hate the mutts

32. Finnick :(

33. Poor Cressida- i love the sewer kiss

34. I love Tigress

35. You had to ruin the moment didn’t you Gale

36. i love Kat putting the extra arrows together

37. i love that coat- and the Cressida and Katniss hug

38. that poor little girl- Air Raid reprise

39. i hate this scene of the kids reaching up for the “gifts” and you know

40. i wish they made the reaction of the bombing in Kat’s POV as in we see everything that she see’s until the rest of the bombs go off we get pulled out and see the after effects

41. Paylor is great and hello weird elephant head fountain

42. again Donald Sutherland is chilling as Snow

43. Are yes the goodbye Gale chair

44. i love Johanna in the background

45. dramatic walk TM -- how high are Annie’s heals?

46. that Coin speech is really awkward and kind of clunky

47. i love a good choir

48. bye bitches

49. Plutarch’s letter is great

50. Effie’s goodbye to Kat is great until she mentioned the Victor thing

51. i wish they kept the order of the books with Kat’s return to 12

but Poor Buttercup and Kat (also people annoy me when they say Kat’s reaction to her sisters death was bad that she should have been crying and stuff- its on my list of reasons for why pinterest is annoying)

I kind of like the hunting scene and the hug

Annie’s letter is kind of sweet

I love Everlark sitting at the doorway watching the rain

I love the room

I love Katniss watching Peeta and the child play- and the picnic- and her soothing the baby- and the music and of course the song

- sidenote: i forgot my mother got the doll of Finnick

#thgmovies

[everlarkficexchange]

Prim's Plan - Part 2

Written by: @mega-aulover

Prompt 107: Everlark fic based off of the song “Thinking Out Loud” by Ed Sheeran. [submitted by Anonymous]

Rated: T for everlark Smooching ;)   Part 1

A/N: Thank you for submitting this prompt I hope you enjoy it. Thank you @everlarkficexchange for the opportunity to exchange ideas and grow our fandom. Aslo to @norbertsmom for your extraordinary beta skills I need to get you some flowers.

Katniss plopped on her bed in pure shock.

Three dates.

Her sweet stubborn sister wouldn’t take the application letters Peeta wrote until they agreed to go on three dates.

She stared up at the ceiling willing for an apocalyptic catastrophe to suddenly happen. The odds were not in her favor.

She couldn’t believe she’d agreed to go out with Peeta. Peeta Mellark, who she drunkenly confessed her feelings for to Gale. It was the reason they weren’t speaking.

“Damn you, Ed Sheeran!”

Four years ago, Peeta was waiting for her in his car. It was one of those frigid winter days. He had just bought his used car. He was the first one to get a car at sixteen. They had just gone through the drive-through when the song came on.

Katniss still wasn’t sure how it happened. Maybe it was the food, or the twinkling Christmas lights, or the fact that they got stuck in his clunker overnight and she slept nestled on top of Peeta until the tow truck came.

But that song, Thinking Out Loud, came on and Katniss recalled looking at him and really seeing Peeta for the first time, not the eleven-year-old boy she played tag with as a way to comfort her after her father died, or the 14-year-old boy who had to have his leg amputated, because a drunk driver mowed him down on his bicycle. She saw Peeta and her heart wobbled and danced in her chest as she listened to the song.

It wasn’t the first line about his legs not working that did it for her. It was the line about finding love right where they were. Katniss found her love sitting right next to her. He’d always been there, and she was irrevocably in love with him.

Her only problem, it was one-sided.

Peeta only saw her as a friend.

At the time she’d kept her mouth shut because he’d been dating that witch Clove who dumped him a week before Prom night for Thresh.

She’d tried to tell him, many, many times, but she didn’t have the courage. All of Peeta’s girlfriends were superior to her. Katniss didn’t have the boobs Johanna had. She wasn’t an older woman like Clove, and she didn’t look like Glimmer who was currently in Hollywood making movies.

She wasn’t that pretty or impressive.

Silently, Katniss carried her love for him in secret until last may when she turned 21.

“You’re not getting out of this Katniss,” Prim said from the door.

Katniss raised her head and narrowed her eyes at her baby sister. She’d forgotten to close her door.

“Prim, it’s Peeta? What if this doesn’t work? I don’t want to lose him.”

Primrose smiled sweetly like one of those baby angels with wings. “Don’t worry, sis. You’d never lose Peeta?”

“Glad you have more faith than I do.”

“Stop it, I will not have you back out of going on these dates. You’ve never been a quitter besides, do you really want me to have a bonfire with those letters Peeta wrote?”

Katniss grimaced her eyes, “No.”

“Now that we are clear, get some shuteye you need your beauty rest for tomorrow.”

“Whats tomorrow?” Katniss swallowed.

“Your first date is for tomorrow night,” Prim smirked. “Before you ask, it’s easy, a movie. I called in a favor and got tickets. Peeta will get them tomorrow afternoon. He’s coming tomorrow precisely at 6:45 pm.”

Prim closed her door and Katniss groaned, letting her head drop to the mattress and silently hoped for lightning to strike her.

The lightning never came, and the next night Katniss learned how much of a dictator her sister Primrose was. Prim nixed all of her comfy, cargo pants, pajama looking pants, sweats, and loose jeans she purchased at the thrift store to hunt in. Besides, her hunting pants had stains Prim didn’t want to even try to identify.

Her sister attacked her collection of misshapen sweaters, and shirts as well. She had a few that had special meaning for her. The baseball t-shirt had Peeta’s number on it from when he played. The state fair shirt he purchased for her two years ago. Almost all of her t-shirts had a history. The only ones she could do without were her waitressing shirts.

Primrose forced her to wear a pair of tight, uncomfortable skinny jeans, a form-fitting orange sweater, and uncomfortable flat shoes with floppy bows. Katniss wondered why designers would put such childish decorations on adult shoes. Her sister was so determined, she lent her a coat as well. Katniss doubted the wool coat would be warm enough. Her big puffy coat kept her nice and toasty. Prim was firm, no sneakers, and under no circumstances would she wear her hunting boots.

“Okay,” Prim said, circling her.

“Good, you look decent. Do you have a handbag?”

“A what?”

“A purse, Katniss.”

“Prim, I have dad’s old game bag and my old knapsack from school.”

“Katniss, you need a purse,” Prim said, running out of the room.

Katniss shook her head and turned to finish putting her rejected clothing neatly back in her dresser. When she came home she didn’t want to have to clean up. By the time Prim came back, Katniss had made sure her room was spotless.

“Here.” Prim thrust a soft leather bag toward Katniss.

“Why do I need one again? Aren’t pockets-,” Her argument died on her lips. The darned pants pockets were narrow.

Prim began putting the things she would need to carry inside of the bag. “You need a place to put your phone, your ID, antibacterial gel, debit card, cash, maxi pad, and a condom.”

“Condom,” Katniss said horrified.

“A lady always needs to be prepared,” Prim said holding out the bag.

“Who, what, where, when and how the hell did you get condoms? Are you using condoms?” Katniss stood hands akimbo in total shock to think that her sister was having sex. “Why are you using condoms?”

Prim rolled her eyes. “Katniss, I’m not a virgin and I need to protect myself. I don’t want to have kids.”

“Does mom know?”

“Yeah, she took me to get my birth control pills as well when I was 15, not that I was sexually active at that age.”

“Mom never did any of that with me,” Katniss said, sitting down on her bed.

“That’s because you’re pure, Katniss.”

“I am not pure.” Katniss blushed as she said the word.

“Oh yeah…” Primrose raised an eyebrow, “…then why do you say condoms like we’re talking about a deadly disease.”

Katniss couldn’t disagree. She did sound like she was a character in the 80’s cult classic movie, St. Elmo’s Fire.

“Okay, enough with the mourning of my no longer existing virginity.” As Prim spoke the doorbell rang.

“It’s him,” Katniss whispered. She wanted to run and hide.

Prim pushed her out of her room. Katniss thought of a thousand different things she would rather be doing, but when Prim opened the front door all of them went out of the windows.

She’d never seen Peeta dressed for a date before. He looked handsome in a button-down shirt, jacket, and dark denim jeans. His blond waves were combed back. She thought he looked like one of those male models in those Ralph Lauren advertisements.

“Here, these are for you.” Peeta held out yellow gerbera daisies. Katniss couldn’t help but grin. “You look pretty.”

“Thank you.” Her voice sounded soft and gushy, as she recalled she was wearing his favorite color.

“You ready to go?”

Katniss nodded. Together they walked out into the frigid air and Katniss wanted to kill Prim for making her wear the flimsy excuse for a coat. Thankfully Peeta’s car was warm. When he turned it on, Ed Sheeran’s song, Thinking out Loud, began to play on his radio.

Katniss’s heart thundered in her chest as the notes filled the interior of his car. Katniss glanced at Peeta as he hummed the song. She wished Peeta would take her into his loving arms, and kiss her. She wished she could wake up every morning listening to the beat of his heart.

She wanted to remember his smile. She wanted to touch his hand, have him fall in love with her. She wished so hard for him to fall for her the way she had fallen for him. The sentiments were too much for Katniss. She turned her head away to watch the twinkling lights of the small stores as they drove to the only movie theater in town.

It was ironic. They had come to the movies all of their lives and this was the first time they were going on an official date. Peeta parked the car, and together they walked toward the booth.

“Come on. Primrose got us tickets to see La Boda de Valentina,” Peeta said with his high school Spanish. Peeta was great at languages. He could pick them up easily. Katniss was lucky she knew how to speak English properly.

It’s why she avoided foreign flicks. Primrose knew this, knew how much Katniss loathed subtitles. Prim couldn’t have picked something great like Tomb Raider or Black Panther. Nope, her sister decided to choose the worst kind of torture.

Much to Katniss relief, the movie was half in Spanish, half in English, but she got frustrated with all of the subtitles she had to follow when the movie jumped from New York to Mexico.

It dawned on her as she watched the movie that the main character Valentina had to choose between two guys, and they represented her needs and wants and the expectations of her family. It was reminiscent of her own life.

For a long time people always just assumed she would end up with Gale. They had a lot of things in common, especially their fiery personalities. Gale had a worse temper than she did. Truth be told, she always saw Gale like an older brother. Hell, she and Gale even looked alike. That’s why she could never see herself with him, no matter what their mothers thought. She glanced at Peeta, who was totally engrossed in the film.

By the end of the film, Katniss understood it, but she didn’t like the movie. They were walking out of the theater.

“So, are you hungry?” Katniss glanced at Peeta. He was quiet.

“Yeah, but I have to take you someplace nice. Prim said no Sae’s.”

Katniss chuckled. “The little tyrant is going to pay for this one day.”

Peeta laughed. “I have an idea, if you’re up for an adventure.”

“Sure.” Katniss grinned.

They got in the car and drove to the bakery. He raised an eyebrow at her. “I won’t tell if you won’t?”

Peeta wasn’t a rebel, but when he put his mind to it he could be devious and at this moment she loved him for it. “If there are a pair of your comfy, fluffy socks on the other end, I’m in.”

They snuck into the back of the bakery. Peeta ordered a pizza and snuck upstairs for a pair of his socks. He sat her on the counter and much to her chagrin, he insisted on slipping them on her feet.

Her mouth went dry as he stood up. He braced his hands on the counter on either side of her and looked like he was going to step away. Katniss desperately wanted to keep him close. She said the first thing that popped into her head. “What did you think of the movie?”

He shrugged. “It was good.”

She was very curious as to his take on the movie. “But?”

“The ending was expected. She was going to pick the guy that was most familiar to her, the guy who reminded her of her home. The guy she had most in common with.”

Katniss found his statement interesting. “I didn’t like it.”

“Really, why? He knew her from before she moved to New York. It’s like you and Gale. You guys are meant to be together, because you both have so much in common.”

“Having a lot of stuff in common is not always a good thing.” Katniss couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was revolting to think she and Gale could be a thing. “It can be disastrous.” Katniss watched him. She was looking to see if he had any feelings for her other than friendship.

“But in order for a relationship to work, you need to have things in common.”

“Shared experiences, are one thing Peeta, but being too alike can almost be like dating a sibling or a first cousin. Both are gross.”

He looked down, took her hand in his, his voice shy. “Is that why you and Gale broke up?”

“Gale and I,” Katniss was disgusted by thinking of Gale and herself in a romantic relationship, “never dated.”

“But you guys were inseparable in high school. Besides, Johanna said she saw you both at the Slag Heap motel one time.” He looked up, searching her eyes. “I mean you guys hunted and used to hang out all of the time?”

Katniss wanted to hurt Johanna and her big mouth. Why Peeta dated her, Katniss never understood. “Ugh no, Peeta. Gale and I were working there, cleaning rooms before I had to go to school. Besides, we are neighbors, Peeta, and yes, when our fathers died in that mining accident, we bonded over it. We did what was necessary to provide for our families.” Katniss twined her fingers with his. “Bottom line, he’s not you, and I think he’s a little jealous of what we have.”

“Really?” Peeta smiled.

Katniss nodded. Her hands moved up his forearms. “You’re why we fought.”

“I was?” Peeta got closer.

Katniss nodded.

“You haven’t spoken to him since Christmas Eve. I noticed he gave me a death glare.”

His face was so close to hers. “Gale and I fought. I told him I…I-” She didn’t get to finish her sentence because Peeta kissed her. She panicked momentarily because this was her first kiss.

Peeta pulled away. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself,” he whispered. His hot breath fanned her lips.

Katniss grabbed his shirt and pulled him into another kiss. This time her body tingled. She wanted more, and pressed herself to him, causing their faces to angle and the kiss to deepen. His hands gripped her knees right before they ghosted up her legs and around to her back, pressing her closer to him. A small groan escaped her lips.

His warm lips were soft, and better than anything she ever imagined. He tasted sweet and minty. She felt cherished in his arms. Katniss was glad she waited to have her first kiss. It was even better than the cheese-buns he made her.

Neither one heard the insistent knocking at the door. They blushed when they realized their food was there. Katniss wanted to melt into him.

“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back,” Peeta said.

Katniss grinned, and her smile didn’t go away all night. As they ate, Katniss was glad there wasn’t any awkwardness between them. They were themselves. They laughed, joked around, and talked about silly things and serious things.

“You didn’t?” Peeta asked incredulously as he laughed.

Katniss was so relaxed and she couldn’t believe she confessed to stealing Haymitch’s prized knife.“Yeah, well you were away at camp and I was super bored.”

“In my defense, if I would have stayed here, I would have been a felon.”

Katniss swiped at his arm.

It was a perfect evening. As they left the bakery, he took her by the hand and pulled her close. They kissed once more. She felt those butterflies girls talked about in high school. She was still smiling when he took her home. She placed a chaste kiss on his lips, but it caused the butterflies to flutter in her stomach. When Peeta left, she floated to her room.

“So, how did it go?”

Katniss didn’t know how to describe how she felt or the craving she developed for Peeta’s kisses. Her face was her sisters favorite color.

“Good.” Prim nodded. “Then tomorrow night’s date is going to be a breeze. I put the dress in your closet.”

It was only after the door closed did Katniss realized Prim was making her wear her least favorite item of clothing in the middle of winter. As she went to sleep her phone went off and there was a text from Gale:

Gale: We need to talk.

Katniss gasped as below the text there was a grainy picture of her and Peeta kissing outside of the bakery.

#Springtime Edition 2018 #mega-aulover #prompt 107 #submission

[captainseaweedbrains]

Katniss has been Paired beyond her family’s wildest hopes. Her upcoming Binding to the High Priest-Elect is sure to be an event for the tomes of Flock history, particularly if her grandmother has anything to say about it. But the longer the preparations drag on, the more beleaguered the young bride becomes. Peeta Mellark may be handsome and kind, but is that enough to entice her into life as a prudent and pious wife … and with Madame Mellark as her-mother-in-law?

As her impending nuptials loom, Katniss begins to consider her options.

Is she prepared to face their cost?

Religious cult Everlark

Hello all!

Part two is finally here, and only a couple days past the self-imposed deadline! *self-high five*

Wow. So over a year ago, when posting The Flock: The Pairing, I had no idea it would garner the love and support that it has. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind words and enthusiasm. Part two would not be here without you all.

And a HUGE thank you to the lovely and wonderful @rosegardeninwinter​ Part two truly wouldn't be done without her encouragement and editing and writing talent.

As always, all mistakes are mine.

I hope you enjoy part two and Katniss' journey to matrimony! And if you have not already, I highly encourage you to start with part one.

Read Part Two: The Veil on Ao3 👰🏽🥀💧🍞

#The Hunger Games #Everlark #Everlark fanfiction #Everlark fanfic #The Hunger Games fanfiction #The Flock #My writing #Enjoy!! #🥰🥰🥰🥰

[captainseaweedbrains]

1, 10, 23, 36

1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

I feel like my fics range all over the place because I'm a hot mess of interests, but I would say these fics do a good job at introducing new readers to my style and the stories I tend to write:

Dance with Me: Everlark, 1930s, cute first-meet, light and flirty

Broken Minds: Everlark, Post-MJ au, dark and gritty

The Flock: The Pairing (Pt.1) and The Flock: The Veil (Pt. 2): Everlark, arranged marriage, religious cult, gothic, loosely-based historical fiction

As I said, my fics are all over the place in what I cover (lighthearted and funny to deranged and dark), but they all focus on romance in some way. Some more so than others.

10. How do you decide what to write?

I am all about writing for myself (and sometimes @rosegardeninwinter, as she's been my writing partner since 2020). So usually when I get a clear enough idea and I can't stop thinking about it, I'll try to write it. I get a LOT of ideas, as I tend to daydream a lot, so I have to narrow things down somehow and that seems to be the best-ish way.

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

I want to dip my toe more into mythology and folklore because I love love love adaptations of them and how dark and twisted they can be, but as I did not grow up with them, it requires more research and my brain is rarely up for that.

I'd also love to write a good mystery/thriller because again, I love the genre. I just haven't thought of the right storyline for one, though.

36. Do you visualize what you read/write?

Yes, which is why writing descriptions is so incredibly hard! I see things very clearly in my head. I know what it looks like, how it feels and sounds. Then I try writing it out, but it never feels like I'm doing my vision justice. It's extremely frustrating.

Fanfic Writer Questions Game

#Sorry this is so late #It got stuck in drafts #Thanks for asking!!! #Ask game #Asks #anon

[captainseaweedbrains]

Hidden deep in the woods, in the darkest part of the forest and far beyond the reach of Capitol control, stood a small village where time stood still.

//The Flock

#Everlark #The Hunger Games #The Hunger Games AU #Cult!Everlark #Halloween AU #Everlark AU #The Flock Everlark #We're writing it #Awww yesss #rosegardeninwinter #The Flock

[captainseaweedbrains]

“The Elders wish to see you, granddaughter.”

Katniss choked on her bite of bread just as Cecily yanked the letter out of her limp grip, almost tearing the paper in her haste. Her eyes scanned the letter, and her smile grew until she was practically shaking with joy. Katniss had never seen her grandmother look so happy before and thought it a bit unsettling, her wide smile almost unhinged. The lump of bread dislodged itself from her throat, but just barely. 

“Your Interview,” Cecily breathed, her excitement hardly able to be tamed. “Dearest Miss Axson, the Council of Elders request your presence in our halls at three this morning in regards to your Pairing Interview,” Cecily read, but her voice sounded miles away, drowned out by the loud ringing in Katniss’ thoughts. The letter continued on to describe what was expected from a young woman of eligible Pairing age and what an honor it was to bear the necessary souls for the Mockingjay’s avian army, but Katniss heard none of it. 

All her mind focused on was that it was finally here. The moment she had been dreading since her grandmother spoke of it years ago. Pairing: the formal matching system their people followed to ensure families meet the necessary requirements needed for the Flock to prosper. Not everyone followed the formalities of the Pairing System, of course一meeting with prospective families, surviving the dreaded interviews, and going through the endless ceremonies which Bound the young couple’s souls to Lady Night一but a great many did, especially families of high status. Eventually, a Paired couple was expected to produce as many children as they could, and the process repeated itself. A never-ending cycle. 

No, not everyone followed this system, but her grandparents believed in it entirely. Her grandmother even ran a finishing school out of their parlor, focused on molding elite young girls into perfect prospective wives for fine, strong men. 

Katniss felt like she was going to be sick.

Hello, lovelies! First part of Flock is coming out soon! @rosegardeninwinter​ and I are so excited to finally share the full thing with you!  🥀🌙✨🦉

#The Hunger Games #Everlark #The Hunger Games fanfiction #Everlark fanfiction #Everlark fanfic #The Flock #My writing #Arranged marriage #cult everlark #I hope you enjoy!!! #:)

[captainseaweedbrains]

The Flock Everlark tag shows up a lot on my timeline. Is that a fanfic? 🥺♥️ can I read it?

Sorry it’s taken a few days to respond! “The Flock Everlark” tag is the tag I use for an In-Panem AU @rosegardeninwinter and I have been obsessing over where Everlark live in this gothic religious cult called the Flock. They worship the moon and stars and believe in the Mockingjay as a saving grace to their community. It’s an arranged marriage slow burn with lots of dead roses, candles, and cemeteries. 

It’s currently not published, but I’m hoping to have something written up for it in the next few weeks, before Halloween is the goal! 🤞🏻🤞🏻

I also saw @mandelion82 ask about it in a comment, so tagging you as well! :) 

#Basically it's like royalty au but with a cult twist #asks #anon #I hope this doesn't scare lol #I am NERVOUS posting this #because I am OBSESSED #The Flock Everlark

[captainseaweedbrains]

Years ago, the Flock was shaken when rich and respectable Cary Axson left their secret community to run away with the Outsider Sage Everdeen. Now living under her grandparents’ roof, orphaned Katniss Everdeen Axson bears the weight of her family’s tarnished reputation on her shoulders as she prepares to leave childhood behind and enter womanhood by being Paired with a young man of the Flock. Her grandparents have a fine match in mind, but the Flock's ruling family have had their eye on Katniss and have plans of their own.

Religious cult Everlark

The first part is finally done! I cannot believe it! It took me almost a full year to write this bad boy, but it is finally ready! *cue screams of joy*

This fic truly would not have been possible without the lovely @rosegardeninwinter​. Between brainstorming, play acting it out, editing, and constantly encouraging me to write, this story would not be as we see it today without her wickedly wonderful brain. Thank you, my love, and I hope this is as good as we've played it in chat!

All mistakes are mine.

I hope you enjoy the world of Flock as much as Cate and I have!

Warning: Mentions of cutting palms and blood are involved!!

Read Part One: The Pairing on Ao3 🥀🦉🌙

#The Hunger Games #Everlark #Everlark fanfiction #Everlark fanfic #The Flock #My writing #EEEP! I am so nervous #but so excited to share #*holds in breath* #Enjoy!!