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Expect to find beautiful things, Everlark stories, and loads of book love (basically just things that make me happy).
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THG Reread: Rooba, Bookending Katniss’s “Happy Memory”

Disclaimer: I’ve never taken part in any official THG reread/discussion and I essentially read the book in isolation, so anything I say in these posts may well have been discussed and dismissed years ago.

The butcher, a short, chunky woman named Rooba, came to the back door when we knocked. You don’t haggle with Rooba.

~ Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games, Ch 20

So…I love Rooba. Wildly. (I have a stupid grin on my face just writing those words.) She might actually be my favorite side character in the entire series, and I have ridiculously extensive headcanons about her string of husbands and lovers and her delightfully mismatched children (Jude!!!). No one will ever convince me that she wasn’t crazy about Katniss’s father (not in a lovelorn sense, because this is Rooba we’re talking about - more like “Damn, what a man!” and periodically nagging him to marry her or at least spend some time in her bed ;D) or that she isn’t Mrs. Mellark’s older sister and therefore, Peeta’s aunt.

Does that latter notion seem far-fetched? Consider this passage:

“She’s excellent,” says Peeta. “My father buys her squirrels. He always comments on how the arrows never pierce the body. She hits every one in the eye. It’s the same with the rabbits she sells the butcher.”

Yes, I understand that District Twelve is probably the equivalent of a gossipy small town with a lot of worst-kept secrets (Katniss’s hunting being chief among them), but this tidbit about the rabbits is very specific and therefore, intriguing. Rooba and Mr. Mellark almost certainly converse as butcher and baker (and can we talk about their delightfully inverted gender roles?), but in light of Katniss’s later remark -

The idea that I might ever have been discussed, around the dinner table, at the bakery fire, just in passing in Peeta’s house gives me a start.

- I like to think that this confirmation of Katniss’s sharpshooting was imparted directly to Peeta from his aunt. :)

Giddy fangirl speculations aside, even in canon, Rooba is intensely likable.

You don’t haggle with Rooba. She gives you one price, which you can take or leave, but it’s a fair price. We took her offer on the deer and she threw in a couple of venison steaks we could pick up after the butchering. Even with the money divided in two, neither Gale nor I had held so much at one time in our lives.

She’s a frank, straight-up businesswoman - no haggling, no squirrels, and fair prices all around - and she makes one decision (minor, for her intents and purposes) that vastly improves the well-being of the Everdeen family.

Owning a nanny goat can change your life in District 12.

[My family] can get by, if they’re careful, in selling Prim’s goat milk and cheese and the small apothecary business my mother now runs for the people in the Seam.

Pockets heavy with her share of profits from the deer, Katniss spots a wounded goat and resolves to get her for Prim, although Rooba’s already on her way to collect said goat for butchering. And then this delightful sequence ensues:

“Lucky thing you showed up,” said the Goat Man when she arrived. “Girl’s got her eye on your goat.”

“Not if she’s spoken for,” I said carelessly.

Rooba looked me up and down and then frowned at the goat. “She’s not. Look at that shoulder. Bet you half the carcass will be too rotten for even sausage.”

“What?” said the Goat Man. “We had a deal.”

“We had a deal on an animal with a few teeth marks. Not that thing. Sell her to the girl if she’s stupid enough to take her,” said Rooba. As she marched off, I caught her wink.

Rooba came down expressly to buy that nanny goat for meat (no doubt at a fine bargain), but upon learning that Katniss was interested, she took one look at the girl and promptly pulled out of the transaction, and we all know it wasn’t because she believed the goat was “too rotten for even sausage.” Katniss remarks on the “fondness” people feel toward her sister (“People deal with me, but they are genuinely fond of Prim”), but I think this scene makes it clear that certain personages are pretty darn fond of Katniss herself. Whether Rooba liked Katniss’s spunk, admired her resourcefulness, was endeared toward Katniss because of her father and/or simply decided that the goat would be more use to the Everdeens than to her, she - rather merrily, to my perception - made a decision that vastly improved the family’s standard of living.

Rooba effectively bookends this “happy story” that Katniss recounts for Peeta in the cave - first buying the deer, then relinquishing the goat - and I think that’s easily overlooked. And she’s especially unique in being, if memory serves, the only merchant that Katniss identifies by first name. Katniss identifies very few adults from Twelve by first name and to my knowledge, they’re (almost!) all strong independent female entrepreneurs (Greasy Sae, Ripper, Hazelle, and of course Rooba) that she seems to truly respect, which places the butcher in fine company indeed. ♡

Nice meditation on Rooba

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nprbooks

“Florida in the summer is a slow hot drowning.” That’s one way Lauren Groff describes the state in her new collection of short stories. In another part of the book, she calls Florida “a damp, dense tangle. An Eden of dangerous things.” Why Florida? “I’ve lived here for 12 years and it’s still so alien and fecund and steamy and strange to me,” she says. “Reptilian, dangerous, teeming — I mean, there are so many things that you could call Florida.” Check out her excellent conversation with our own Ari Shapiro here – and find Jason Sheehan’s review here.

– Petra

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Anonymous asked:

Your writing is so gorgeous! I was so happy to see His Name on Her Lips for EFE, I've missed your stories and just when I least expect it, you give us something beautiful. Thank You!

What an unbelievably sweet note to receive, bless your lovely heart! I had such a hard time writing that story (or anything recently), so your comment means more than I can say. You absolutely made my day. *blows you a kiss*

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Anonymous asked:

Hi!!. Are you still working on your stories?

Hi! The short answer is yes, I’m still working on them -- at least in the theoretical sense that I plan to finish them. The longer answer is that I’ve had a rough past few months and writing has felt impossible and pointless. I think I’m slowly crawling out of my deep, dark hole and hope that results in a creative burst. 

I can’t tell you how much is means to have you check in and let me know you’re still interested. It’s harder to believe the nagging voice in my head that tells me that writing is meaningless when I get a lovely little note like this one. 

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Helloooo! I was wondering if there is any word on the Holiday epilogue? I don't want you to think I've forgotten it as it is still one of my favs!!!

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Hi! I have no idea how long ago you asked this, but I’m sorry its taken me so long to respond. The lame truth is that I recently tried to read through what I’ve written so far and found a disjointed mess. I hated it so much that I closed it right back up. I’m hoping that the increasing warmth and day length will re-inspire me to try again. I so appreciate you checking in and nudging me. 

I’ve loved reading your incredible EFE stories!

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badnovels

Did I miss the porn!Peeta fic posting? Because there are few things that would upset me more than if I missed one of your fics about a porn!Peeta. Just that phrase makes me tingly. #everlark #it'sbeensolong #butnorush #lyingtho

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No, you haven’t missed anything! It’s below the cut. 

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Damn. Very hot, and It doesn’t surprise me that these two can’t get through a day without fighting.  

That was awesome! And such an amazing surprise! 😘

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His Name on Her Lips

Prompt 98: Peeta is pining for Katniss, but is about to give up because he can’t figure out a way to get her to notice him and he is being pestered to marry a merchant. He also thinks Katniss is already with Gale. Somehow, he ends up following her or he is already in the woods when Katniss shows up. Katniss, believing she is alone, pleasures herself. When she is finished, she says Peeta’s name. Of course he realizes that he needs to pursue her. [submitted by Anonymous]

Rated: M for sexual situations. In-Panem, canon divergent, takes place prior to the 74th Hunger Games reaping. Possible trigger warnings are allusions to abuse, and while his intentions are pure-ish, Peeta’s actions veer a bit into Peeping Tom territory (I assume the prompt may have made that apparent).

Incredible gratitude to @javistg and @xerxia31 for hosting this event, and a heaping extra scoop of thanks to @xerxia31 for the betaing and free therapy. Writing hasn’t been easy for me lately and fandom events like this are inspiring. Thank you, lovely ladies. 

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It's Your Birthday

Written by: @sunsetsrmydreams

Prompt 6: Desperate petite Katniss takes a job jumping out of a cake.

Thank you for the prompt @567inpanem

Thank You @everlarkficexchange for giving us another week to fulfill more prompts!

Completely unbeta’d so all mistakes are mine.

Rated: T

Such a fantastic tease! So excited that there's more to come!

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mtk4fun

While working a summer job, college student Katniss Everdeen witnesses a robbery and murder, and is forced to kill in self-defense. The depression that follows leaves her feeling alone and broken, until she attends a group therapy camp out.

The patients were instructed to gather in the parking lot next to the doctor’s office building.

“You don’t need to stay,” Katniss said to her mother as they sat in the car together. Everything she wanted to say was in the letter. It would be easier if her mother would leave now.

“I want to make sure you get in that van. I’ll wait in the car.”

Why do you have to make everything so difficult?

“Okay, then.” Irritated, Katniss exited the car, and removed her sleeping bag and backpack from the trunk.

As she set off for the large, blue passenger van that the other campers were gathered beside, her mother called out. “Have a good weekend, honey.”

Tears came to Katniss’ eyes, but she angrily wiped them away, not turning to look back.

 Chapter Two of this three chapter fic is now posted on FF.net and Ao3.

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nprbooks

Hooray hooray, we’re creeping ever closer to the weekend, and that means it’s time for Friday Reads! I’m doing a deep dive into Laura Shapiro’s back catalogue with Something from the Oven (and I just ordered a copy of Perfection Salad, too).

Code Switch’s Karen Grigsby Bates is reading Luis Alberto Urrea’s new The House of Broken Angels. “Wonderful tale about the perils and pitfalls of family love,” she says. “Thomas Wolfe was wrong: you can go home again – but you’ll want to leave pretty soon after you get there. Because, obviously, things change, whether or not you want them to.”

And producer Sydnee Monday has an advance copy of Black Girl Magic: The BreakBeat Poets Volume 2. She says “reading this anthology has felt very much so like reading something generations of women will look back to in order to get a genuine sense of what it felt like to be a black woman in 2018.“

How about you?

– Petra

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nprbooks

The Merry Spinster is one of the most anticipated books of the spring. Author Daniel Mallory Ortberg has recast classic tales, including “The Little Mermaid,” The Velveteen Rabbit, “Beauty and the Beast,” and even parts of the Old Testament, to make them resonate with new takes on romantic love, property rights, abusive relationships, gender roles and the stuffed animals we hold dear — and their unsparing lack of sentimentality.

Also, he’s just amazing and brilliant and I have a giant intellectual crush on him and you should go listen to his conversation with Scott Simon RIGHT NOW.

– Petra

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xerxia31

Blanket Fort

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The ever delightful #smutketeer extraordinaire @burkygirl sent me this link and a request, and how could I resist? 

I give you E-rated Everlark blanket fort. Sorry it took so long, my friend.

Between the craziness of the holidays, the back-to-back snowstorms that rendered the roads treacherous for days on end, and the extreme cold that made it impossible to send the kids outdoors to play for more than a few minutes, Katniss was certain she was losing her mind. And it certainly didn’t help that half of Peeta’s staff had the flu. He’d been stuck late at the bakery every night since Christmas, leaving Katniss to deal with her cabin-fevered brood alone.

So when her friend Madge called and offered to take the kids for the night, Katniss did what any sane person would do - she gathered up pyjamas and toothbrushes for Willow and the twins and packed them all in the back of her Subaru.

Driving back down her long country driveway forty-five minutes later, Katniss began to relax, for the first time in weeks. An evening alone. She could have a long, hot bath, drink a glass of wine, and check Tumblr while awake enough to actually read it. Oh, maybe that incredible mermaid story would have an update? The possibilities were endless…

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35. You heard me. Take. It. Off.

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Yo. Don’t call me out on how long this has been sitting in my inbox, @deinde-prandium​. I’ll call myself out *cough cough* two years *cough cough*. Long enough for you to probably not even remember sending it to me. Anywho, I hope you enjoy because I love you, you are awesome, and it’s um…RATED E. Also, Peeta’s a little angry here because PTSD sucks.

Your Touch Still Lingers

His grip on thehandle over the window tightens and the tires squeal a little as Delly takesthe turn too fast. Her speech continues uninterrupted. When the car settlesback into a stable groove, he manages a tight lipped smile for her. Six yearsaway from home and Delly’s crazy driving hasn’t improved much.

“Anyways, I toldhim that no one likes a Meanie-Poo and he just stomped out of my office. Hestill hasn’t apologized to Regina so now I’m probably going to have to firehim. I’ve never fired anyone before, Peeta! But he’s just not nice! I don’tcare how talented he is with the beading; I can’t have that kind of negativityin my workspace!”

“Absolutely,”Peeta agrees and Delly beams at him.

“I knew you’dunderstand. I’m so excited about tonight!”

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100 Days and 100 Nights

Written for @norbertsmom, my Secret Santa, hosted by @loveinpanem

In-Panem Canon AU, no Games, no Reaping, just a whole lot of pining.

A/N at the end

“The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?”

― Percy Bysshe Shelley

Peeta glanced down at the floor of the kitchen as he slid the empty bread trays under the counter. The dollops of dried dough indicated the floor needed a good sweeping. This was Rye’s chore this week, but he had gone to deliver a last minute order, leaving Peeta alone in the shop. Peeta wasn’t interested in hearing his mother complain about the matter when she returned from her errands, so he took advantage of the lull in customers and swept the debris into the dustbin.

While he worked, he heard a rapping at the back door. He set the broom in the corner, his chest growing tight because he knew who would most likely be there. As he passed the chrome refrigerator, he checked his face in the reflection, relieved that he didn’t have flour in his hair or dough on his cheek.

With a steadying breath, he opened the door.

“Hello Katniss,” he said, smiling his usual, how-can-I-help-you smile, the one he used to greet all his customers, even though his excitement was through the roof. It was automatic. Safe. Even though he’d been in love with Katniss Everdeen ever since they were kindergartners in District 12’s only elementary school, he made sure to never let a hint of his affections for the aloof huntress from the Seam escape him.

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Hi *peeks out from under rock, waves sheepishly*, I hope you all had wonderful holidays and that your new years are off to a fabulous start!

I just posted my ms2sl 2017 summer edition story “Hometown Blues” over on AO3 - far later than fashionable, but better late than never (that pretty much sums me up lately). 

If you’re in the mood for a little angsty Everlark with musician!Katniss and baker!Peeta, with a side of home and heart repair, please give this story a whirl. 

Summary:

After fleeing her hometown in the wake of a family tragedy, Katniss returns from years on the road to face her past, her memories, and the blue-eyed boy she’d never been able to forget.

Rated M for sexual situations and brief mentions of self-destructive behaviors including drug use, promiscuity and an abandoned suicide attempt.

Notes:

This story was originally posted the ms2sl summer 2017 edition. Many thanks to the ms2sl ladies for all of their work to use stories to battle childhood cancer.

My continued and eternal gratitude to @xerxia31 for being the best beta, banner-maker (see gorgeousness above) and friend a girl could ask for.

She stared at the faded red house, taking in the chipped paint, the moss growing on the roof, the gutter hanging at a rakish angle, it was definitely a bit worse for wear, but still standing, just like her. Her father had built that house with his own hands. She had been born there, as had Prim. She knew with crystalline certainty that they had been happy there. She crammed down the he tumult of emotions that rioted in her heart, look a deep breath and put one foot in front of the other until she reached the front door. She tried and failed to ignore that her father’s old boots still stood propped against the side of the porch.

As she muscled her guitar case and shoulder bag through the front door, Katniss stopped and breathed in deeply, savoring the smell of evergreens and woodsmoke and that indescribable home smell that, even after all these years, made the tension in her shoulders relax. Damn, it was good to be home. And it pissed her off.

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Powder Keg - Ch 9

Happy 2018, Everlarkers! Today, we bring you the final installment of Powder Keg, the story that we’re all Everlarking together. Fallen behind in the story? Here are the previous chapters: Chapter 1 /// Chapter 2 /// Chapter 3 /// Chapter 4 /// Chapter 5 /// Chapter 6 /// Chapter 7 /// Chapter 8

Last chapter, you voted to send Katniss and Peeta back in time, to the same party where their budding romance came crashing down three long years ago. What could possibly go wrong with that idea? Let’s find out, shall we? This week’s finale is brought to you by the combined writing talents of @burkygirl and @xerxia31.

The red sweater is still in the back of my closet where I threw it three years ago. Made of butter-soft cashmere, with tiny pearls stitched all along the deep V neckline, it cost me a huge chunk of my salary, but Prim insisted that I buy something pretty. I’ve only ever worn it once. Crimson, Peeta called it. I can’t believe he still remembers what I was wearing that day.

I fill out the sweater a little better now than I did three years ago, and paired with skinny jeans and just a hint of makeup, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.

It took a pretty giant leap of faith to agree to go to the lodge party with Peeta. I’m not superstitious, but having our first date at exactly the same party where everything went to hell seems crazy. And it’s definitely a date, because when I told Peeta I’d meet him there, he kiboshed that idea pretty quick. “I’ll pick you up,” he said. “We’ll go together.”

My mother is working the late shift and Prim’s at a sleepover, so I’m all alone in my pacing. I’ve gnawed my fingernails nearly down to the quicks. I can’t help but wonder if things would have been different if we’d arrived together last time, if Bristel hadn’t been all over him, if I hadn’t jumped to conclusions.

If, if, if.

Gorgeous ending to an incredibly fun story! You Smutkateers continue to delight with this awesome project. Thanks so much for sharing your wonderfulness with the fandom!😘

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