The Inherent Erotisism of Bread

“And eventually his lips…”

Everlark: The Classics #7

Come on Baby, Light my Fire by @katnissdoesnotfollowback

Published: 2017 Chapters: 14 | Complete

And up next on this week's Everlark fic classics! something modern, something funny, something naughty *wink*

It was such a life and death situation to choose among kdnfb's best works to feature in this tiny series of mine but alas, after one headache and a dosage of rereads, I finally decided to present Come on Baby Light my Fire. Oh just imagine choosing between maybe tomorrow, pure, wrapped in red, and this one??? the horrors. But not to worry, I shall succeed in presenting other kdnfb's works!

Anyways, I tried to match the moodboard as best as I can, so what more can be said? This fic is such a treat. It has biology teacher Katniss and firefighter Peeta. Actually in my part of the world, charity calendars are a foreign thing so that plot point alone was intriguing to me when I first read this masterpiece here in tumblr before it was published in ao3.

The chapter titles is also an interesting concept and adds some spice into what you'll encounter in each chapter. It recognizes the vulnerabilities of working in a dangerous field. And oh jesus, Katniss' panicky character here is always a good laugh. Along with my obsession for Pure, I always comeback reading my favorite parts and there's a lot. What's also amazing is how this fic was created solely with a bunch of different prompts. kdnfb just whipped it up with their creativity, as always!

They don’t need that many people for the coal mine. They don’t need that much coal

In real life, child coal miners were the most rebellious. They initiated strikes and pushed for better working conditions

But you know who IS an established creative, who's known for his way with words and penchant for describing his favourite colours via similes? Someone who isn't intensely private and would actually be willing to put his emotions out into the world?

Imagine, if you will, Peeta writing excruciatingly honest confessions buried under metaphor and clever wordplay. Writing album after album of the most heartfelt love songs for Katniss to sing back to him with a voice that charms the birds from the trees, knowing full well that she'd never look close enough to realise who they're about. Imagine him hiding in plain sight, driving their band relentlessly towards fame so that she finally gets the recognition she deserves, so that she can finally see herself through his eyes.

Fleetwood Mac is EXACTLY where my mind went and I love you so much for going there!!!!!

(@sanjarka)

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i have always really had a soft soft soft spot for the relationship between katniss and haymitch. (peeta and haymitch too, but not as much). but something i’ve always… struggled to reconcile i suppose was haymitch taking katniss home at the end of mockingjay and dropping her off at her house and just leaving her to her own devices, after all she had been through.

now we all know haymitch went through hell and back before katniss and peeta were even born. i’m not saying haymitch didn’t carry mountains of trauma himself. in fact, his own trauma and issues is how i excused his actions here for so long? because he had been through so much himself that you can’t fault him for not being perfect and not being there for katniss here.

but my hang up was always this idea of, how could he not check in on her? how could he not be more worried about her? she was explicitly suicidal. she had lost literally everything she ever loved in one way or another. she had lost her grip on reality. she was institutionalized for months on end after assassinating a president. she had turned to drugs (morphling) and wouldn’t eat and had barely spoken at all since her sister died, right in front of her eyes. and now haymitch, her appointed guardian who we know loves her, is stealing alcohol and going to hide away in his house and leaving her to her own devices, posing no barrier to any harm she may bring on herself? to me that never really clicked because why wouldn’t he care more?

(and yes, there are the ideas or headcanons that he hired greasy sae to care for katniss because he couldn’t bring himself to do it and there are the headcanons that maybe haymitch did come check on her and she didn’t notice but for the sake of this post, i’m leaving out headcanons).

and then i had a random thought and now i can’t unsee it. haymitch saw himself in katniss, he understood her like no one else, he loved her like his own flesh and blood, he knew how her mind worked, he knew how it felt to live with trauma for over two and a half decades and he knew everything katniss had lived through. and he wouldn’t wish the pain he’d felt on anyone else.

and so i really honestly think haymitch wasn’t just dropping her off and obliviously forgetting her, i don’t think he was even so caught up in addiction that he didn’t recognize how bad off she was or that he wasn’t thinking clearly, and i don’t think he just couldn’t deal with her pain so in turn he chose to ignore it.

i think when he dropped her off at her house, he was giving her permission to kill herself. silently. like he took her home, he dropped her off, and he didn’t bother her again. he gave her space to do whatever she wished to do. because he knew she was a little girl who was too hurt for him to even begin to help. he knew that she was used and abused until she was a mere shell of a person and then cast off like expired yogurt. and he wouldn’t wish the level of pain she was in on anyone in the world.

young Hazelle, with Haymitch being a looker: so? my mom would kill me, he's out of my league, and he's too mean

Peeta, confused: This is your hand.