Katniss Fanart Novels & Stories

Definitely , they picked her. So, she’s literally killing two birds with one stone. Her game challenge would take place tomorrow and she’d get a pleasant gift from one of the sex gods. Excitement buzzed through her veins at the thought. She arched her back as the artist marred the small of her back with ink. She glimpsed at Angela and Kate and sighed when Angela was whispering into Kate’s ear. Angela had took pity on Kate and so, she decided to help Kate out. When the artist was done designing a small portion of her tit with the pine tree design, she leaned closer to Kate and began whispering.

She was doing this. At the break, Anita appeared with a tray of water and a grin. “The BTS from the café is already at thirty‑two thousand views. People are making fan art of the mask.” Natalie let herself smile. “Already?” “Already.” Anita nudged her shoulder. “You’re trending in California, Not joking.” Fiona’s phone buzzed. She didn’t look at it for three whole seconds. Then she did, and her expression changed minutely. “Adrien, go long for five. Natalie, mirror. Anita, with me.”

“If you weren’t such a serious dick all the time, maybe we could’ve been friends too. Like I am with Alex.” Kieran’s jaw tightened. He didn’t answer. He just turned and walked away. Alex lingered at the bottom of the staircase after Kieran walked away, rubbing his jaw like he was thinking too hard. “I still want a painting of you,” he said, eyes bright. I sighed not having the strength to argue. “Why would you want to paint me?” “Because,” he said, stepping closer but keeping space, “you have the exact heart-shaped face I’ve been searching for. The goddess Flerani. And I thought maybe I could embody her in you.”

TikTok edits, memes, even poorly drawn fan art of me handing her the bear while sparks flew on the ice. Marcus dropped beside me, still scrolling. “Look at this one. ‘Kane buying Danica a teddy bear after trying to break her all season = peak character development.’ There’s already fan art. Someone drew you two on the ice with a teddy bear between you and little hearts floating around. It’s blowing up.”

Rachel states “Did you know that Stacy is over there kissing Jeremy? Girls, no worries. I am so totally over Jeremy. He looks over at me and smirks, and I just ignore it. Stephanie and I both have honors classes. We have pretty easy classes this year. By the time we reached our senior year, we had completed most of our major courses. First, we have art class. There is nothing I love more than art. The woods, nature, and waterfalls are my favorite subjects to draw. I am working on a portrait of Kiki today with her white and gold fur. While she's a nag, she's still beautiful and I love her. Besides enjoying the painting, Kiki is letting me know where she needs to have her fur colored better. I

Lana This evening marks the manifestation of my long-awaited wish. Yet, here I am, undecided about what to wear. Katarina Hart, my best friend, has been here for over an hour, diligently assisting in organizing and designing the event center for my inaugural ceremony. She excels in a multitude of skills – from healing and artwork to teaching, knitting, dancing, event coordination, and managing the Pack. She's that friend you can't help but be envious of.

Her soft skin, that long, flowing mane, that luscious, curvy, utterly fuckable body. I wanted her from the first moment I saw her, standing over some stupid, mouthy cunt in a bar, her fist pulled back, a broken bottle held high, about to disfigure the other woman for life, if not kill her. I couldn't look away. She was a warrior, a witch, the most gorgeous woman I'd ever seen in that hell hole Mexican town. Now she belongs to me. My Luna, my pretty baby. The thing that keeps me sane.

Kiana thought with a shrug, "I know I'll still enjoy it." With a catish grin Kiana stood up and slipped off her white panties. The change was easy since she wore a short skirt with her tight t-shirt, and when the thong slid up and around her ass she felt a little jolt run through her. She could remember posing in them before for one of her boyfriends – and the pictures of that little photoshoot she still kept in her scrapbook.