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Merry Christmas, everyone! Happy Holidays! Let’s do some fun, Christmassy things to boost our holiday joy and add some Everlark to our lives. Starting next week we’ll be sharing something new each day.

12/12: Holiday treats. Post or tag your favorite THG holiday treats. It can be personal or found photos or recipes that you think would be a Panem favorite. 

12/13: Merry Asks. Send at least five different people an Ask. It could be a shared moment, a note to your favorite author, a favorite fandom memory or something that you admire about that person. Make sure to wish them a “Merry Ask!”

12/14: Everlark Christmas Movies. Take your favorite Christmas movie and Everlark drabble it. It could be a few sentences. It could be lengthy (put it behind the cut, please.) I’d personally love to see iconic movie moments Everlarked. Be creative!

12/15: THG Holiday Art. Create, reblog or post any wintery, Christmassy fandom art. 

12/16: Everlark grow back together. Drabble a Christmas moment after Everlark first grows back together. Their first Christmas as a couple. Their first Christmas on their own. Their first time making traditions together. I know how amazingly creative you are. 

I hope to add some fun and a little Christmas into your life next week. Everything will be tagged with #merryeverlark. If you want me to reblog, please tag @everlarkedalways

Fandoms Unite

“I’m the Mocking Jay,” said Katniss


“I’m a demigod,” said Percy


“I’m a wizard,” said Harry


“I’m a shadowhunter,” said Clary


“I’m Divergent,” said Tris

“I’m naturally blond,” said Jace

“I have a large wingspan,” said Rhysand

6

Good night,” I whisper to the bow in my hand and feel it go still. I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock. “Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp.

I can’t,” he says.