The Wish by misshoneywell [Mature]
Fandom: THE HUNGER GAMES
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark (Everlark)
Length: 8463 words
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: Author on AO3 | Author on FFN | Author on Tumblr
Why this must be read: This is a Dark!Peeta fic and yes it's a thing. It's a wonderfully twisted and oh so delicious story with Peeta as President Snow's Capitol born grandson and Katniss a District 12 resident. It starts off innocently enough with the two of them meeting as young children during a Capitol trip to District 12. The two of them bond over a dandelion and a wish but are quickly parted until a 12 year old Katniss volunteers and wins the Hunger Games. After reconnecting, their bond progresses over the years. This Peeta is still recognizable as the Peeta from canon but fashioned through a Capitol citizen's world view. He positions himself in a way where he completely overtakes Katniss' life. It happens so slowly that Katniss never realizes it happening. The trauma of mentoring in the games year after year take their toll on her and she clutches to Peeta like a life-preserver. The depths to which Peeta manipulates circumstances so conveniently in his favor are revealed in the end and it leaves you feeling gutted. There's quite a few of Dark!Peeta fics out there and this one is a great place to start.
”You're silly when you're jealous," she says. "Don't you know you're my best Capitol friend?" she teases him with a slight smile.
“Capitol friend?” he asks, frowning. “Who’s your best friend?”
He watches her face carefully, seeing how it suddenly closes off. “No one,” she says casually. “You’re my best friend.”
He thinks about the surveillance photos that his grandfather has delivered to him every few days, partly to satisfy his craving for Katniss, and partly as a warning. Katniss is breaking critical laws. But worse than that, she’s breaking his heart.
He thinks about the tall, dark boy that so often stars in the photographs, the one who follows Katniss into the woods. Gale Hawthorne. He wonders what they’re doing in District Twelve, the Katniss he doesn’t know in the photos, in dirty pants and bulky jackets and a stubborn look on her face.
As they lie in his bed that night, Katniss snoring lightly on her back, her brow furrowed, he watches her face intently and thinks about how lonely, how cold, his bed is when she goes back to her home. He thinks that he can’t take much more of the back and forth between them.
The Wish by misshoneywell
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark (Everlark)
Length: 8463 words
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: Author on AO3 | Author on FFN | Author on Tumblr
Why this must be read: This is a Dark!Peeta fic and yes it's a thing. It's a wonderfully twisted and oh so delicious story with Peeta as President Snow's Capitol born grandson and Katniss a District 12 resident. It starts off innocently enough with the two of them meeting as young children during a Capitol trip to District 12. The two of them bond over a dandelion and a wish but are quickly parted until a 12 year old Katniss volunteers and wins the Hunger Games. After reconnecting, their bond progresses over the years. This Peeta is still recognizable as the Peeta from canon but fashioned through a Capitol citizen's world view. He positions himself in a way where he completely overtakes Katniss' life. It happens so slowly that Katniss never realizes it happening. The trauma of mentoring in the games year after year take their toll on her and she clutches to Peeta like a life-preserver. The depths to which Peeta manipulates circumstances so conveniently in his favor are revealed in the end and it leaves you feeling gutted. There's quite a few of Dark!Peeta fics out there and this one is a great place to start.
”You're silly when you're jealous," she says. "Don't you know you're my best Capitol friend?" she teases him with a slight smile.
“Capitol friend?” he asks, frowning. “Who’s your best friend?”
He watches her face carefully, seeing how it suddenly closes off. “No one,” she says casually. “You’re my best friend.”
He thinks about the surveillance photos that his grandfather has delivered to him every few days, partly to satisfy his craving for Katniss, and partly as a warning. Katniss is breaking critical laws. But worse than that, she’s breaking his heart.
He thinks about the tall, dark boy that so often stars in the photographs, the one who follows Katniss into the woods. Gale Hawthorne. He wonders what they’re doing in District Twelve, the Katniss he doesn’t know in the photos, in dirty pants and bulky jackets and a stubborn look on her face.
As they lie in his bed that night, Katniss snoring lightly on her back, her brow furrowed, he watches her face intently and thinks about how lonely, how cold, his bed is when she goes back to her home. He thinks that he can’t take much more of the back and forth between them.
The Wish by misshoneywell