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katnissmellarkkk · 2 years
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morning in bed snuggles I just want TENDERNESS
Sorry this is way different from what I originally planned to write when you sent me this request like 6 months ago but uh???? I’m like 99.9 percent sure you’ll like it??? Idk I’m feeling sentimental today so here’s what we got 🥰🥰🥰🥰. Sorry it’s such a short drabble but I think the sweetness of the content makes up for the lack of length 😏😘.
“I should get up,” I whisper, squinting up at my husband as rays of sunlight, beaming in from the window, obstruct my view of his face.
“No,” he says without opening his eyes, burying his face deeper into where my shoulder and neck meet. He presses a kiss right where his mouth resides, over the top of my heart. “Stay here with me,” he urges. His voice, thick with sleep, makes the plea near impossible to refuse.
“I haven’t hunted in days,” I remind him though.
“I don’t care. We’ll make biscuits and cheesebuns later for dinner. I just want the morning with my girls.” As if to reinforce his words, his hand moves to my slightly swollen, naked stomach, rubbing it back and forth in slow circles. Slow circles that could be either sensual or soothing.
“It might not be a girl,” I say, in a voice that could be mistaken for a complain. By anyone else. Anyone who doesn’t know me the way Peeta does. Anyone who hasn’t seen me through almost every majorly phase of my life, through every major high or low I’ve ever had.
But he does know me and he recognizes my tone for what it is. Not irritation but fear. Nerves. Anxiety.
“It’s definitely a girl,” he says, moving his head upwards and planting an open mouth kiss on my cheek. “Me and you are going to have a little girl in just a few months,” he promises, causing me to smile. Just a little, just a small upturn of my mouth, but it’s something. It’s something that only Peeta can bring out of me.
And then I voice the concern that’s truly on my mind. “Do you really believe everything’s going to be okay?” I ask quietly, my eyes staring deeply into his cornflower gaze, reveling in their beauty.
In the back of my mind, I find myself silently hoping my child, boy or girl, inherits the pretty color of their father’s irises.
“Katniss.” He says my name in the softest sigh, like a prayer or a vow. “I know everything’s going to be fine. I promise.”
He is more than aware of every hidden meaning, buzzing in the undercurrent of my question. I’m not just asking if the baby’s deliver will go as planned, I’m not just asking if the rest of my pregnancy will go smoothly. I’m asking if my baby — our baby — will be alright in this world. If they’ll be happy and healthy and safe.
And there’s no way he could possibly know for sure, there’s no way anyone could ever promise me the joy and safety of my child, but when he tells me that everything will be okay, that our child will have all the happiness and love in the world, all the protection and security we never did, for a moment I actually believe him.
For a split second I actually believe what he says. And that means more than I could ever say. More than I could ever thank him for.
I lean up and kiss his chin, forgetting about the woods and hunting and trading altogether. Forgetting about everything that’s not me and him and our little baby growing inside my belly as we speak.
“I love you, Katniss,” he whispers softly, leaning down and capturing my lips with his.
“Love you,” I mumble into his kiss, getting lost in the sensation as it grows and builds lower and lower throughout me.
“And I love our baby,” he adds, his hand coming to rest on my lower stomach as my mouth travels the circuit to his neck, my legs twisting around his waist.
His hands move then, exploring places of my body so familiar to him after all these years. And just as the feeling begins to take over, just as I feel the fire coursing beneath my skin grow to it’s fullest height, I have one last coherent thought.
I love this life we’ve created together.
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everlarkficprompts · 1 year
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Hey, sorry it took me so long to get this out, but here is the late Christmas fic I promised. I noticed that I didn't put some of my fics on ao3 or ff.n so I plan to do that later.
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Peeta’s POV
I feel light kisses on my neck, running up to my face. I smile as she reaches my lips. “Merry Christmas” she says smiling and giving me kisses as I open my eyes. “Merry Christmas” I say with the widest smile on my face. I see my beautiful wife of six years, laying on my chest and moving on top of me. As she kisses me properly our daughter comes running in and jumping on our bed to wake us.
“Wake up daddy! It's CHRISTMAS! You can't sleep in on christmas!” Willow screams, bouncing on our bed to get me up. Katniss moves off my lap and helps me get up and put my prosthetic leg on. 
“Can we have some cheese buns while we open presents, daddy?” she asks, giving me puppy eyes that I can never say no to. “Of course” I say as Katniss pushes my pant leg back down. We head down the stairs together, Willow shooting down the stairs much faster than Katniss and I going 1 step at a time. We reach the kitchen as Willow runs to the living room and sits on the couch waiting for us to come before reaching for any of the presents. I grab the cheese buns I made last night and go and heat them in our oven so they are warm. As I wait for them to heat up Katniss is making our hot chocolate and putting them on a dinner tray to bring to the living room and when the buns are done I put them on the tray.
 Katniss brings the tray to the living room and sets it on the coffee table as I sit on the couch next to Willow. Katniss then brings us a few of the gifts that are under the tree and sits next to me. I give Willow the gift me and Katniss got her and she opens it. “A collar? But we don't have a dog?” “ Ohhh, we totally forgot… that gift is a secondary gift” Katniss says as she gets up and gets a box from the garage, bringing it in. 
Willow opens the box that Katniss brings in and out pops a golden retriever puppy, licking Willow’s face as she picks it up. “A PUPPY?” Willow screams “REALLY?” she asks in disbelief, she had been asking all year and we finally agreed it would be okay, she is almost 5 after all.
The rest of the day goes by without a hitch, Haymitch and his wife Effie showed up and showered Willow with gifts and now it's just me and Katniss alone in our room now that we put Willow to bed. I sit on the bed taking off my prosthetic leg and getting ready to rub some ointment on my stump when Katniss brings out a small box with a bow on it from our walk-in closet and hands it to me. 
“I have a little gift for you that I wanted to give you in private” she says as she is handing it to me and starts to rub in my ointment for me as she looks at me opening it. I slowly pull the top off the small orange box with a red bow on the lid. Inside there is a pregnancy test on top of some cotton, it's positive. “It’s positive,” I echo my thoughts, she looks at me a bit nervous. “I know we haven’t talked about having another kid yet, but Willow-” I cut her off with a kiss. “This is the best gift yet” I say after separating from her. She smiles the biggest smile. My beautiful wife, and now mother of two.
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sharkfinn · 5 months
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theyre besties, gabe told me
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motherhenna · 4 months
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Blaming everyone on my dash for making me obsessed w THG and Everlark again goddamn y'all
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charlunday · 3 months
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Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true.
Here is the place where I love you.
@ofthegreekgods and I were talking about grandparents everlark, and we came around to "what if they had a little granddaughter with brown skin and curly black hair" and that emotionally hit hard. Then we talked about Katniss learning to braid her hair. Then we talked about the sentiment of maybe this time I get to protect you. So yeah, you get this.
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littlerosette · 2 months
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ever since i read that post that said that katniss would be the indulgent mom and peeta would be the “strict” dad i have Not been able to function. like can you imagine her pleading with peeta that yes! the babies deserve to eat a tray of cookies before dinner!!! while he’s like 😐
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springmagpies · 4 months
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I love the idea of Katniss and Haymitch being able to communicate telepathically and that that ability never goes away. So after all these years there’s just random moments where they’re silently communicating and Peeta’s like… what’re you guys OH! You’re talking! Sorry! I’ll leave you be. Like imagine Peeta just comes in with his son on his hip and holding his daughter’s hand and they walk in to find Katniss and Haymitch looking across the dining table at one another with a plate between them that holds a single cookie and the little girl asks her dad, “why are mommy and Uncle Haymitch staring at each other.” And Peeta’s just like, “they’re talking.” “About what?” “I dunno, but it’s probably something about the cookie.” And he reaches for the cookie and they both just stare at him and he just laughs because even though he doesn’t know what they’re talking about he still knows them.
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thesweetnessofspring · 4 months
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Everlark as parents--Katniss is definitely going to be the have-another-cookie, stay-up-an-extra-half-hour parent and Peeta will be the enforcer--"no, you've had two cookies already, now brush your teeth and go to bed, you have ten minutes."
But Katniss is going to be the super protective mom. The "I have to meet their parents before you go over to their house" and "no, I said no sleepovers" and "yes, I still have to walk you to school." While Peeta has to monitor her protectiveness and strike the middle ground. ("honeybee, you were going into the woods alone at her age, she can go to the grocery store on her own, it's only two blocks").
It keeps the toast babies guessing sometimes about whether what they're asking for is an indulgence their mom won't be able to resist giving them, or some unknown danger they hadn't even thought of yet.
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buggiebite · 6 days
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Questions from a Curious Child
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and there was a tickle fight…the end.
this reblog has lived in the back of my mind for a bit and it inspired me to make this, so thank you @thesweetnessofspring
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noxribles · 11 months
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a spring day with gruncle haymitch and his geese🪿
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fauvester · 5 months
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little moshang fan kid <3
spoiled, aloof, a bit of a bitch, terminally 'weak constitution'-ed, lowkey lazy, prefers reading his dailies in the office and pretending to do paperwork to fighting
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toastysandhamwich · 3 months
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I'm wondering something... How many of dnp's fans are actually lesbians?
Transmasc, enby, bi, pan, a-spec, or otherwise queer-but-not-lesbian phannies youre so valid and I love you mwah
(dnp blogs reblog plz <3)
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motherhenna · 2 months
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Saw this cute pose on pinterest and decided to reference it here for Peeta and his daughter! Doing a little dance in his art studio.
Remember every reblog and tag means the world!
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charlunday · 3 months
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I know we all like to think about Haymitch being like a grandpa to the toast babies, but I raise you: Hazelle being like a grandma to them! Because tbh she's the more responsible one and experienced with kids between her and Haymitch, and she loves Katniss like a daughter.
But also imagine this from Gale's perspective. First white boy steals your girl, then he steals your MOM!!!!!!!
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rozecrest · 2 years
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if you get pregnant just to secure a place in the home of your true enemy so you can constantly throw yourself on them physically and homoerotically fight them you are no longer rivals you are just gay
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madzthemenace · 2 months
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If i see ONE more person saying Katniss didnt want kids and Peeta forced her into it, istg I am going to pay for reading comprehension classes for them
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