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I think many of us cared. I wondered what happened and if you were okay because I loved your writing, but honestly, with covid and all, and living in a hot spot....it was to much to deal with at times.

Not the same THG anon, but read your post and felt really awful. I love THG fandom, it's kinda been a home for me here, and I defiantly believe a lot of that 'status quo' you talk about and write/post accordingly. It's heartbreaking through you felt unwelcome and such because of such rude behavior- and even though I wasn't a part of it, I still am sorry none of us could have been more welcoming :(.

it’s not your fault anon, and it warms my heart considerably that you have empathy. i think one of the more difficult things i’m dealing with is facing the reality that i don’t think i was really wanted in the first place? more and more getting the creeping thought that i was simply the nice newbie who was cool until she overstepped the status quo boundaries about stuff like the books or the games or everlark. 

there was a weird territorial vibe to some folks that put a bad taste in my mouth. 

along with this, right now, it’s lonely for me. mainly because when i left, when i stopped posting, when i took all my writing down, nobody…cared? this was at least two months ago. not one “hey what’s up?” or “what’s going on”? 

and what hurts is that this isn’t the first time in my life that i’ve left a space and nobody batted an eye. 

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I check for an update every day!!!

Just missing M and their marvelous storytelling so I wanted to send some love and hope that they are well.

Honestly, I miss Unmasked too.

Thanks for the message @sunsetsrmydreams. I’ll pass it along, I’m sure M will be happy to know we haven’t forgotten about their wonderful story.

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In name only

Y'all, this is gonna drive me crazy.

I'm looking for an everlark fic I read ages ago. It takes place in like the 1920s, I think, and Katniss marries her dad's friend, rich Peeta Mellark, to keep Prim in her custody.

Where can I find it??

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I have a copy of 16 chapters

I’m still kicking myself for not downloading a copy of Hey_you’s The Aviator and the Navigator. I loved that fic so much, and I still wish I could go back and reread it; it was one of my favourites

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Unmasked ~ Nine

Written by: ~ M ~

Prompt #88

Rating: E (Explicit) This fic will contain consensual sexual content; mild language; discussions of injuries, illness, and amputations in a historical setting; discussions of miscarriage; discussions of minor character suicide; references to non consensual sexual situations.

My thanks to the moderators of @everlarkficexchange for always running an entertaining event, and for playing along with a little fun and mystery. Please enjoy the ninth chapter of this adventure. Previous installments can be found here. Regards,

~ M ~

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Chicken

creamy chicken francese

BROCCOLI CHEESE STUFFED CHICKEN BREAST

Skillet Chicken with Garlic Herb Butter Sauce

MELT IN YOUR MOUTH CAESAR CHICKEN

SLOW COOKER MONGOLIAN CHICKEN

OVEN FRIED COCONUT CHICKEN TENDERS

Baked Parmesan Chicken

CREAMY CHICKEN MARSALA

CRISPY PARMESAN CHICKEN WITH CREAMY LEMON GARLIC PASTA

garlic tomato basil chicken

PANDA EXPRESS ORANGE CHICKEN (COPYCAT)

BUTTERY GARLIC HERB CHICKEN WITH ZUCCHINI

Grilled Chicken Caprese With Buffalo Mozzarella Cheese

CREAMY TUSCAN GARLIC CHICKEN

BBQ CHICKEN STROMBOLI

ONE SHEET PAN TERIYAKI CHICKEN WITH VEGETABLES

SKINNY SLOW COOKER KUNG PAO CHICKEN

HONEY ORANGE GLAZED CHICKEN

CHICK-FIL-A NUGGETS (COPYCAT)

Sweet Garlic Grilled Chicken Drumsticks

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N

I found this while scrolling through my newsfeed. I can’t stop laughing omg.

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here’s a tip

this is a Nazi.

This is a person who reblogged a post of mine via some Nazi blogs.

Notice they do not call themselves a Nazi. Instead, they use a collection of dog whistle interests that require specific contexts to be understood as basically white nationalism, colonialist white-heritage ‘antiquities’, specifically white nationalist Christianity, Nazi-related gender roles and ‘traditionalism’. Notice they work with children. 

Learn to recognize Nazis. They do not look like goose-stepping jack booted thugs all of the time. Beware.

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If Taylor swift and lady Gaga want to really effect real change...they need their followers to vote....go down and vote for change. It isn't enough to talk about change...go and vote. Young women are going to be affected most by what the old white men in the GOP are pushing...and the only way to fight is to limit their role in making policy. In addition, we need to hold the assault and rape apologists accountable. Don't do any business with companies that do not share the values you have. Distance yourself from trump and kavenaugh supporters....I personally have unfriended many...and shunned them. Use your purchasing power to let corporations know you don't agree with their stances....use your voice to inform others...and use your vote and neuter the GOP.

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Important point from Trevor Noah on @thedailyshow  👆

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Whoever is in charge of I HOP and okayed the ridiculous name "change" should be fired.

Throughly enjoying other restaurants reacting to IHOb

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Two women talking about a transwoman using women’s restroom.

Lady A: He is in there only to peep on women.

Lady B: Were you there to peep on other women?

Lady A: No.

Lady B: Neither was she.

Lady A: She is a he!

Lady B: Are you a he?

Lady A: No.

Lady B: Neither is she.

Lady A: But he has a penis!

Lady B: Have you seen her penis?

Lady A: Yes!

Lady B: Then I firmly believe you are the one who did the peeping.

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What is the name? I don't want to accidentally read it....

I just read the most emotionally asshole fIcs of my FF time. I’ve put up with a lot of grotesque/violent fics (aka skim), but to undo everything great about the characters love for each other—especially when they are the “original couple?” No bueno.

Don’t mind me, I’ll be in the corner, rereading the book so that I remind myself that it isn’t real..

ETA: The author is immensely talented, hence, I could buy into it…. Thus why I’m emotionally battered to shit

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Prompt List of Sarcasm

“Well, what can I say? I’m a badass.” 

“Define normal.” 

“Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?” 

“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.” 

“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.” 

“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.” 

“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.” 

“And you wonder why you’re still single.” 

“Remind me to kill you. Please.” 

“I’m listening to you. I’m just not paying attention.” 

“That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?” 

“Were you dropped on your head?” 

“She’s crazy. And just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, there’s a crazy underground garage.” 

“She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind close doors she’s latex and whips.” 

“If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.” 

“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.” 

“If I survive, can I go home?” 

“My middle finger salutes you.” 

“This is a whole new level of moronic, even for you.” 

“I don’t think I could ever stab someone. I mean, let’s be honest. I can barely get the straw in the Capri Sun.” 

“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.” 

“Insanity run in my family. It practically gallops.” 

“Oh darling. Go buy a brain.” 

“Somebody’s cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.” 

“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” 

“All due respect, but that’s a bunch of crap.” 

“I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.” 

“Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.” 

“What did I tell you about calling her/him the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?” 

“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!” 

“I need therapy after this.” 

“You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.” 

“I’m not weird. I am limited edition.” 

“I turned out liking you a lot more that I originally planned.” 

“I think you’re weird.” “I think you’re boring.” 

“If history repeats itself, I am so getting a dinosaur.” 

“You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?” 

“I’m afraid I’ve been thinking…” “A dangerous pastime.” 

“I’d explain it to you, but you’re brain would explode.” 

“Wow, there’s a big surprise. I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die from surprise.” 

“I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make you ancestors dizzy.” 

“Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!” 

“Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.” 

“You’re good. A monster pain in the ass… but you’re good.” 

“Well, excuse me, psychic wonder!” 

“The female of the species is more deadly than the male.” 

“Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.” 

“She’s hot, but she’s evil.” 

“Do I regret it? Yes. Would I do it again? Probably.” 

“I already know that I’m going to hell. At this point it’s really go big or go home.” 

“Go on, knock his teeth down his throat.” 

“You’re going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters, animal abusers and people who talk at the theater.” 

“What’s the point in screaming? No one’s listening anyway.” 

“I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.” 

“So stick that in your juice box and suck it.” 

“Never take life seriously. No one ever comes out alive anyway.” 

“This place hold a lot of memories for me. Some bad, some… No. No, no, all bad.” 

“A little gasoline… blowtorch… no problem.” 

“Good, bad, I’m the one with the gun.” 

“I know you can’t kill anybody, ‘cause I can’t kill anybody.” 

“You’re insane, but you might also be brilliant.” 

“What you call insanity, I call inspiration.” 

“Sometimes I question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.” 

“Why should we date?” “Because we are attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.” 

“Why does everyone assume the worst of me.” “It saves time.” 

“I like you. You’re different.” 

“You successfully cured him/her of anything interesting about his/her personality.” 

“Neither one us is drunk enough for this conversation.” 

“You’re questioning my methods.” “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.” 

“Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal.” 

“I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.” 

“Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.” 

“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.” 

“I care so little, I almost passed out.” 

“Well behaved woman rarely make history.” 

“You’re so weird.” “You have no idea.” 

“The universe may not always play fair, but at least it’s got a hell of a sense of humor.” 

“You haven’t even seen my bad side yet.” 

“Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.” 

“How’s life treating you?” “Like I ran over it’s dog.” 

“Rule number one: don’t bother sucking up. I already hate you, that’s not going to change.” 

“Oh God, we’re not gonna have to hug or anything, are we.” 

“I’m so glad you could come.” “Cut the crap. Give me a drink.” 

“You make no sense to me.” “Welcome to my life.” 

“Have fun being deal.” “I will.” 

“Damn, you’re strong for a little thing.” 

“It’s called thinking. Go with it.” 

“I made a new friend today.” “Real or imaginary?” “Imaginary.” 

“Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you.” 

“I’m getting real bored and impatient. I don’t do bored and impatient.” 

“The girl is strange no question.” 

“Do us a favor… I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try no to do anything… stupid.” 

“I know most people don’t like me; I don’t care, I don’t like most people.” 

“You are a very strange person.” “Well, thanks for noticing.” 

“I can tell that you think what you’re saying is funny, but… no.”

“I didn’t steal it. I permanently borrowed it.” 

“I’m not shy. I’m just examining my prey.” 

“If you pull out my earphones, I will pull out your lungs.”

“I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.” 

“Are you crying? No, I’m impersonating a fountain.” 

“Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.” 

“You’re kinda anti-social, you know that?” 

“I feel like a freakin’ soccer mom.” 

“My advice is much more subtle. Stop being an ass.” 

“I’m just gonna pack up and go straight to hell now.” 

“My ex? Yeah, I’d still hit that. Except this time it would be with a car or baseball bat.” 

“She’s complicated like the DaVinci code, you know but harder to crack.” 

“And just like everything else we do around here, it’s about to get weirder.” 

“Such big evil in such a little thing.” 

“Why do I still like you, knowing you’re a total asshole?” 

“What does not kill you will likely try again.” 

“Oh honey, I would but… I don’t want to.” 

“And hello to you too… little homewrecker.” 

“I’m gonna make you wish you were dead.” 

“I don’t need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off.” 

“What doesn’t kill me might make me kill you.”

“In another life, I think I was in a mental institution.” 

“I’m not crazy. I’m just interesting.” 

“Don’t make me pop your ten grand sand bags honey.” 

“This is fun.” “Seriously, we’re trying to hide a body.” 

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I would like to share this beautiful passage with all of you, it’s long, but worth it. And I swear to god I didn’t alter any of this. 

….

Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.

Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolf (which is seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.

Torolf was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for sex. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hilda’s rich chest.

As Hilda’s buttermilk bosoms squished up against his granite abs, Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm. “Hilda,” Torolf murmured thickly, his throbbing meat wand pressing against Hilda’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden desire.”

Hilda had been waiting to hear these words. Her heart was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect joy. She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too.

“Torolf,” Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. “I need you.” Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently. Hilda looked at him expectantly. “Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolf, I need you – sexually.”

At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolf’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge.

Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.

Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.

Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!

The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room. Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop.

She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolf,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”

But her bed was empty.

Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs.

….