Aaaaaand I have one more sketch to share today (it’s been drawn some days ago but I couldn’t find any energy to upload it). So, @peacekatniss requested “Katniss & Peeta taking a nap” by my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese Bun and well, that’s what I can draw with my eyes closed lol. Ah, and to add some canon feels to it, let’s connect this sketch with Katniss’s beautiful words:
I press my ear against his chest, the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart / cf, ch.19
One of the most heartbreaking moments requested by flower via my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese BunIt’s been a week without drawing and my hands functioned a bit weird. Need some training.
I know it’s stopped when I feel Peeta’s hands on me, feel myself lifted from the ground and out of the jungle. But I stay eyes squeezed shut, hands over my ears, muscles too rigid to release. Peeta holds me on his lap, speaking soothing words, rocking me gently. It takes a long time before I begin to relax the iron grip on my body. And when I do, the trembling begins. “It’s all right, Katniss,” he whispers. / Fire, ch.24
Location description: I follow him to a flight of stairs that lead to the roof. There’s a small dome-shaped room with a door to the outside. As we step into the cool, windy evening air, I catch my breath at the view. The Capitol twinkles like a vast field of fireflies. <…> On the other side of the dome, they’ve built a garden with flower beds and potted trees. From the branches hang hundreds of wind chimes, which account for the tinkling I heard. Here in the garden, on this windy night, it’s enough to drown out two people who are trying not to be heard. / THG, ch.6
The moment: The roof. We order a bunch of food, grab some blankets, and head up to the roof for a picnic. A daylong picnic in the flower garden that tinkles with wind chimes. We eat. We lie in the sun. I snap off hanging vines and use my newfound knowledge from training to practice knots and weave nets. Peeta sketches me. We make up a game with the force field that surrounds the roof—one of us throws an apple into it and the other person has to catch it. No one bothers us. By late afternoon, I lie with my head on Peeta’s lap, making a crown of flowers while he fiddles with my hair, claiming he’s practicing his knots. After a while, his hands go still. “What?” I ask. “I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever,” he says. Usually this sort of comment, the kind that hints of his undying love for me, makes me feel guilty and awful. But I feel so warm and relaxed and beyond worrying about a future I’ll never have, I just let the word slip out. “Okay.” I can hear the smile in his voice. “Then you’ll allow it?” “I’ll allow it,” I say. His fingers go back to my hair and I doze off, but he rouses me to see the sunset. It’s a spectacular yellow and orange blaze behind the skyline of the Capitol. “I didn’t think you’d want to miss it,” he says. “Thanks,” I say. Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don’t want to miss any of them. / CF, ch.17
* * * * * *
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure*
I just want to hold you close Feel your heart so close to mine And just stay here in this moment For all the rest of time*
*Aerosmith - I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing is official anthem of the rooftop scene, come on. It’s just PERFECT. I consider this song as a soundtrack for this moment. Right?!
P.S. Once again, what do you know about dream job? This illustration is a commission!! I mean, a person (wonderful, amazing person!) payed me for drawing this! For drawing one of the most beautiful moments from my favorite book! Dear @thehellcaster thank you again. I wanted to draw this moment for ages but considering level of detail I just couldn’t afford to spend so much time on one illustration (it would take me like a month to complete I think, since I don’t really have time for personal projects now). So it is a real luck to have an opportunity to draw this moment properly as a part of my work. Thank you! And hope you like the results ☺️.
Sweetest@rosegardeninwinter requested “any canon Everlark moment I haven’t drawn yet but want to” by my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese Bun and no, that’s not what I planned to draw. Obviously, I love this moment (who doesn’t?) but I started with another one. But it just… didn’t work. I try again and again, changed poses and angles, deleted everything and started again but then I just gave up. I’ve spent a couple of hours on what supposed to be quick sketch and was close to stop drawing at all lol. I felt like my hands forget how to draw and everything was just terrible and I felt miserable and stupid. And then I just understood that I couldn’t do anything. I don’t know how to handle everything. It’s just too much.
So I gave myself a little time to cry and then started this one. This moment I think is one of my favorite. It truly must be impossibly good to find a such needed comfort in loving arms when it’s too much to hold on anymore. Also Peeta’s lips on Katniss’s neck is my weakness, yeah.
When Peeta holds out his arms, I walk straight into them. It’s the first time since they announced the Quarter Quell that he’s offered me any sort of affection. He’s been more like a very demanding trainer, always pushing, always insisting Haymitch and I run faster, eat more, know our enemy better. Lover? Forget about that. He abandoned any pretense of even being my friend. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck before he can order me to do push-ups or something. Instead he pulls me in close and buries his face in my hair. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading through the rest of me. It feels so good, so impossibly good, that I know I will not be the first to let go. / CF, ch.14
Maybe Tomorrow- by ME. mrpink627 (request from ANON Peeta baking)
Peeta: I heard an excited giggle and the sound of running footsteps approaching the bakery. Glancing up from the elbow deep dough I was working with, I saw her. She looked uncomfortable as she slowly crept up to the window following her elated sister. I had been working up the nerve to say something to her since I threw that bread last year. I was good at talking to people, why should she be any different? So I did the only thing I could think of doing. I quickly dropped out of sight praying she didn’t see me. Katniss: I could barely hear Prim admiring the cakes in the bakery. The ones I could never actually get for her. The only thing that I could concentrate on was the sickening curdle I felt rising through my stomach. I thought I saw him working at the counter…maybe it was just my guilt manifesting itself into the boy I couldn’t bring myself to thank after all this time. The corners of my lips curled upwards at the thought of it, making me feel worse. My little canary stopped chirping, signaling that I had spaced out. I turn my head away from the place the boy with the bread stood and look down at my sister who is staring at me with what I can only describe as a knowing look. I rearrange my face as quickly as I can and grab her hand, leading her home.
The amazing andretries asked me to post one of her new artwork on Tumblr, as a gift for Everlark fandom for Pride Month. She left Tumblr some months ago but you can follow her on Instagram andretries !
This is a message from her to the fandom :
“I’m so late. But here’s my little contribution to Pride Month. ♥️
Katniss and Peeta wearing their respective flag shirts. I’ve always thought of Katniss as either Ace or Demi. We know she’s busy trying to survive and all, lol, but she never expressed any sort of attraction towards anyone in the series other than Peeta, and only once she was in love with him during the beach scene, which leads me to believe my girl is Demi and that makes my Ace heart really happy.
And as for Peeta, I never really had a personal HC for him, but when KDNFB @katnissdoesnotfollowback told us about her thoughts regarding Peeta’s sexuality, it really clicked for me. So he’s wearing the Bi flag.
I hope you enjoy the drawing!! I miss you all and I wanted to share this specific piece on tumblr. Thank you for helping me out, Irene. You’re the best. ♥️ ( (-you are welcome hun -)
And as always, everyone has their own preference when it comes to our beloved characters. This is just my interpretation! Regardless, I hope the drawing can make some people happy!! ♥️”
Location description: I follow him to a flight of stairs that lead to the roof. There’s a small dome-shaped room with a door to the outside. As we step into the cool, windy evening air, I catch my breath at the view. The Capitol twinkles like a vast field of fireflies. <…> On the other side of the dome, they’ve built a garden with flower beds and potted trees. From the branches hang hundreds of wind chimes, which account for the tinkling I heard. Here in the garden, on this windy night, it’s enough to drown out two people who are trying not to be heard. / THG, ch.6
The moment: The roof. We order a bunch of food, grab some blankets, and head up to the roof for a picnic. A daylong picnic in the flower garden that tinkles with wind chimes. We eat. We lie in the sun. I snap off hanging vines and use my newfound knowledge from training to practice knots and weave nets. Peeta sketches me. We make up a game with the force field that surrounds the roof—one of us throws an apple into it and the other person has to catch it. No one bothers us. By late afternoon, I lie with my head on Peeta’s lap, making a crown of flowers while he fiddles with my hair, claiming he’s practicing his knots. After a while, his hands go still. “What?” I ask. “I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever,” he says. Usually this sort of comment, the kind that hints of his undying love for me, makes me feel guilty and awful. But I feel so warm and relaxed and beyond worrying about a future I’ll never have, I just let the word slip out. “Okay.” I can hear the smile in his voice. “Then you’ll allow it?” “I’ll allow it,” I say. His fingers go back to my hair and I doze off, but he rouses me to see the sunset. It’s a spectacular yellow and orange blaze behind the skyline of the Capitol. “I didn’t think you’d want to miss it,” he says. “Thanks,” I say. Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don’t want to miss any of them. / CF, ch.17
* * * * * *
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure*
I just want to hold you close Feel your heart so close to mine And just stay here in this moment For all the rest of time*
*Aerosmith - I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing is official anthem of the rooftop scene, come on. It’s just PERFECT. I consider this song as a soundtrack for this moment. Right?!
P.S. Once again, what do you know about dream job? This illustration is a commission!! I mean, a person (wonderful, amazing person!) payed me for drawing this! For drawing one of the most beautiful moments from my favorite book! Dear @thehellcaster thank you again. I wanted to draw this moment for ages but considering level of detail I just couldn’t afford to spend so much time on one illustration (it would take me like a month to complete I think, since I don’t really have time for personal projects now). So it is a real luck to have an opportunity to draw this moment properly as a part of my work. Thank you! And hope you like the results ☺️.
Aaaaaand I have one more sketch to share today (it’s been drawn some days ago but I couldn’t find any energy to upload it). So, @peacekatniss requested “Katniss & Peeta taking a nap” by my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese Bun and well, that’s what I can draw with my eyes closed lol. Ah, and to add some canon feels to it, let’s connect this sketch with Katniss’s beautiful words:
I press my ear against his chest, the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart / cf, ch.19
Sweetest@rosegardeninwinter requested “any canon Everlark moment I haven’t drawn yet but want to” by my Buy Me a Coffee Cheese Bun and no, that’s not what I planned to draw. Obviously, I love this moment (who doesn’t?) but I started with another one. But it just… didn’t work. I try again and again, changed poses and angles, deleted everything and started again but then I just gave up. I’ve spent a couple of hours on what supposed to be quick sketch and was close to stop drawing at all lol. I felt like my hands forget how to draw and everything was just terrible and I felt miserable and stupid. And then I just understood that I couldn’t do anything. I don’t know how to handle everything. It’s just too much.
So I gave myself a little time to cry and then started this one. This moment I think is one of my favorite. It truly must be impossibly good to find a such needed comfort in loving arms when it’s too much to hold on anymore. Also Peeta’s lips on Katniss’s neck is my weakness, yeah.
When Peeta holds out his arms, I walk straight into them. It’s the first time since they announced the Quarter Quell that he’s offered me any sort of affection. He’s been more like a very demanding trainer, always pushing, always insisting Haymitch and I run faster, eat more, know our enemy better. Lover? Forget about that. He abandoned any pretense of even being my friend. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck before he can order me to do push-ups or something. Instead he pulls me in close and buries his face in my hair. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading through the rest of me. It feels so good, so impossibly good, that I know I will not be the first to let go. / CF, ch.14
