Reader. Writer. Singer.

Thirty-something. Dog-owner. Austrian. Everlark-shipper. Gadge-shipper. Jaspenor-shipper. Rebelcaptain-shipper. Literati-shipper. I ship a lot. Come, join me!

[lemonluvgirl]

LemonLuv Fic Reviews

In an effort to stay engaged in the fandom while not currently writing for it, I've decided to try my hand at reviewing THG fanfiction. I've actually wanted to do this for a while. Now that I am bogged down with health issues and creativity problems it seems like the perfect segue. In the immortal words of Dewey Finn from School of Rock

Or in my case, those who can't actually publish original works write fanfiction and those who can't write fanfiction review it!! LOL I'm just kidding guys. I'm having a laugh at my own expense. Not anybody else's I promise!

I cannot promise these reviews will be spectacular or in any way professional. Think more like 3rd grade book report okay?

I do think they will be mildly entertaining and I hope they will increase reader traffic in THG fandom and highlight some of the older or lesser known fics.

Anyway, if you want to travel down this rabbit hole with me I'm going to try to review at least 1 fic a week. I'll also be taking recommendations in my inbox.

[litlifelover]

Amazing idea, fully supporting this. 😍

My time on tumblr is so limited at the moment, but this will highlight my dashboard.

Love, love, love this.

[ritta1310]

I need you

Beach scene in catching fire 💛

[litlifelover]

Wow … wow … and, well … wow … 😍

[wylanvnneck]

on the wind ‘cross the sea, hear this song and remember, soon you’ll be home with me, once upon a december.

ANASTASIA (1997) dir. don bluth, gary goldman

[mellpenscorner]

Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings (2021) and Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016)

I’m just gonna leave this here…

[little-lynx]

INSTAPANEM: THE INTRODUCTION

something I should have done a million years ago | | | | well I really miss this little universe 😊

[litlifelover]

Love this!!! ❤️

[dandelion-sunset]

[dandelion--sunset-deactivated20]

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.

So after, when he whispers, “You love me. Real or not real?“

I tell him, “Real.”

[jessiedeering]

An Open Letter to My Future Husband (Should You Exist)

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[everlarkchristmasgifts]

Everlark Christmas Gifts 2018 - Info & Prompts!

The Everlark Christmas Gifts 2018 is a 16 day event where every day there will be a prompt to inspire people to create an Everlark Christmas gift for Everlark fans to delight in.  Fanworks that are allowed are: fics, artwork, aesthetics, gifsets, manips, and basically any and all things Everlark! 

The way the event will work is between the 10th and 25th of December each day will have a specific prompt that must be completed on the date assigned to it. Participants have that until midnight in their timezone to post and/or submit their works before the next day begins. As this is not a month long event (like last year), participants can post UP TO TWO submissions per day. 

To enter all participants need to do is either tag us on Tumblr on your chosen prompt’s day, or submit your work directly to the blog.

Below the cut is the list of prompts for each day:

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[ellanainthetardis]

Extra early update today! I hope you enjoy!Let me know your thoughts! [ff] or [ao3]

Prompt: I really hate that haymitch not be able to say “I love you”, but it seems too real, you could write something where after the war Effie not get more say these words also and haymitch think weird?

The Art Of Saying I Love You

They’ve been doing so well that Haymitch doesn’t notice for a long time.

It’s not easy at first. Having her in the house, sharing the space, learning to be more than just colleagues that sometimes have sex… It’s not easy to watch the dark bags under her eyes, the way she trembles when she thinks nobody is watching, the haunted look on her face when something startles her…

That part lasts months.

Months of him trying to coax her back to her former self. Months of him forgetting to drown himself in a bottle because there is something more important to do. Months of nightmares and panic attacks and tentative kisses that evolve into cautious cuddles that evolve into the two of them permanently sharing a bed. Months of rediscovery on either part.

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[litlifelover]

This is one of my absolute favorites. Very well done, my friend! 😍

[macrolit]

Giveaway Contest: Thanks to the generosity of @harperperennial, we’re giving away all eight of the brand new, limited edition 2018-19 Harper Perennial Olive Editions! And this year, all of the Olives are CLASSICS! <3 Won’t these look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these books, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will randomly choose a winner on November 10, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, for the third straight year, Harper Perennial has agreed to make this an International giveaway! Good luck!

[litlifelover]

I would 'literally' shit myself, too. 😂😂😂

[jennagill]

Message Not Sent

@jeeno2 reblogged this post (source), @deinde-prandium kindly encouraged me, and @papofglencoe was sweet enough to catch my comma errors.  Thanks for the nudge ladies!

Everlark drabble - bad language, so rated M?

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“You going to the department holiday party thing?” Gale Hawthorne asks in my general direction.

He is my academic twin, or that’s what they call us. Same advisor, same class schedule, and very similar thesis tracks even though he graduated undergrad two years before me. We’re both Dr. Beetee’s prized students, each plucked from the masses of applications for his research team. We even sit side by side in the Research Design course every first year geography grad student has to take, no matter what subdiscipline you study. Physical, cultural, political, climate, medical, or media geography, we all have to sit through it.

I turn to my left to see Peeta Mellark, another first year but polar opposite in studies. He looks up from his reading and adjusts his glasses to see if the question was addressed to him. “Free food and drinks? Yeah, I’m in. What about you, Katniss?”

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[iwillreadyourbooks]

Reblog if you’ve spent at least one night reading fanfics until daybreak.

[litlifelover]

Constantly on loop ever since I saw the movie ... love this song!

[noturaveragedumbass-deactivated]

THIS. THIS RIPPED MY HEART RIGHT OUT OF MY CHEST.

11/10 would recommend.

[dct239394cvvd098dffgggp]

the panic in his voice when he says “please dont leave me buddy” desolated me. thanks op

[dailyau]

“You proposed to me when drunk/high and I thought you were joking so I said no and you started crying, but now you’re sober and you’re proposing to me with the exact same ring” au

- ( @ yellowmagicalgirl)

[javistg]

Touch

This little Post-Mockingjay snippet is for @marzgaperez. For being sweet and lovely, and for reminding me of why I love being a part of our beautiful fandom so much. If you haven’t read her stories, you’re really missing out. You can find them HERE.

Up ahead: Post Mockingjay. GBT Everlark fluff. I might keep on going with the other senses. Let me know what you think. 

Touch

Guided by a deep-rooted impulse he couldn’t always control, Peeta longed to touch her.

From the moment he had first seen her —standing by her front door, unwashed, unkempt, and scowling under the pale morning sun— Peeta had wanted to rush to her side.

His hands had itched to touch her cheek, to brush the matted hair away from her face, to let her know she’d be OK.

But it was too soon.

A dark cloud of confusion and pain still hung heavily between them. So, Peeta tightened his grip on the shovel he had brought to plant the primroses and watched as Katniss stormed away.

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[literatigifs]