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KATNISS AND PEETA’S OUTFITS: BOOK ONE

I started this series with “interview before the games” and finished book one’s outfits with “interview after the games” (let’s say that was intentional). When I started (that was September 2020) I was sure I would finish this series very quickly. Lol. I still nowhere near the end. But at least “Hunger Games” is done! That was painful to look at my first illustrations (some of them I had to redraw completely) and I needed to make it look like a series so I fixed some things. I tried to do this “fixing” not very dramatic at some cases (like the first interview one, which I still kinda like, but I completely changed the way I draw Peeta since then so I didn’t know what to do with him lol) but hell, sometimes I thought it was easier to redraw everything. And I think I would have done if I wasn’t so lazy and always tired and I actually really want to draw new stuff. So here it is, all at once. All the (described at least in one word) Everlark Outfits from the first book!

THE REAPING

To my surprise, my mother has laid out one of her own lovely dresses for me. A soft blue thing with matching shoes. <...> “Of course. Let’s put your hair up, too,” she says. I let her towel-dry it and braid it up on my head. <...> the elaborate braided hair my mother did for the reaping <...> silky braids. / chapter 1 /// We know nothing about Peeta’s clothes. But I assume it should be something like this. Casual. Classic. Light brown/beige.

THE TRAIN

I peel off my mother’s blue dress and take a hot shower. I’ve never had a shower before. It’s like being in a summer rain, only warmer. I dress in a dark green shirt and pants. At the last minute, I remember Madge’s little gold pin. For the first time, I get a good look at it. It’s as if someone fashioned a small golden bird and then attached a ring around it. The bird is connected to the ring only by its wing tips. I suddenly recognize it. A mocking jay. <…> I fasten the pin onto my shirt, and with the dark green fabric as a background, I can almost imagine the mockingjay flying through the trees. <…> I put the green outfit back on since it’s not really dirty, just slightly crumpled from spending the night on the floor. <…> I slept in the elaborate braided hair my mother did for the reaping and it doesn’t look too bad, so I just leave it up. / chapter 3 /// Again we know nothing about Peeta’s outfit, but. But ok, it must be something casual and comfortable soooo… sweatpants?

THE OPENING CEREMONY

I am dressed in what will either be the most sensational or the deadliest costume in the opening ceremonies. I’m in a simple black unitard that covers me from ankle to neck. Shiny leather boots lace up to my knees. But it’s the fluttering cape made of streams of orange, yellow, and red and the matching headpiece that define this costume. Cinna plans to light them on fire just before our chariot rolls into the streets. <…> My face is relatively clear of makeup, just a bit of highlighting here and there. My hair has been brushed out and then braided down my back in my usual style. <…> Despite this morning’s revelation about Peeta’s character, I’m actually relieved when he shows up, dressed in an identical costume. / chapter 5

TRAINING

When I’m dried and moisturized with lotion, I find an outfit has been left for me at the front of the closet. Tight black pants, a long-sleeved burgundy tunic, and leather shoes. I put my hair in the single braid down my back. This is the first time since the morning of the reaping that I resemble myself. No fancy hair and clothes, no flaming capes. Just me. Looking like I could be headed for the woods. It calms me. <...> Haymitch and Peeta come in, bid me good morning, fill their plates. It makes me irritated that Peeta is wearing exactly the same outfit I am. I need to say something to Cinna. This twins act is going to blow up in out faces once the Games begin. <...> “One last thing. In public, I want you by each other’s side every minute,” says Haymitch. We both start to object, but Haymitch slams his hand on the table. “Every minute! It’s not open for discussion! You agreed to do as I said! You will be together, you will appear amiable to each other. Now get out. Meet Effie at the elevator at ten for training.” <...> The other tributes are gathered in a tense circle. They each have a cloth square with their district number on it pinned to their shirts. While someone pins the number 12 on my back, I do a quick assessment. Peeta and I are the only two dressed alike. / chapter 7 /// To be honest the previous version was a lot closer to book description (more tight pants and shoes obviously made from leather and here there are just leather sneakers), but hell, Cinna, Portia, what was wrong with you when you’ve created training outfits? Tight pants? For sword training?! Long sleeve? It’s damn July!

INTERVIEW BEFORE THE GAMES

The team works on me until late afternoon, turning my skin to glowing satin, stenciling patterns on my arms, painting flame designs on my twenty perfect nails. Then Venia goes to work on my hair, weaving strands of red into a pattern that begins at my left ear, wraps around my head, and then falls in one braid down my right shoulder. They erase my face with a layer of pale makeup and draw my features back out. Huge dark eyes, full red lips, lashes that throw off bits of light when I blink. Finally, they cover my entire body in a powder that makes me shimmer in gold dust. <...> I can feel the silken inside as they slip it down over my naked body, then the weight. It must be forty pounds. I clutch Octavia’s hand as I blindly step into my shoes, glad to find they are at least two inches lower than the pair Effie had me practice in. <...> My dress is entirely covered in reflective precious gems, red and yellow and white with bits of blue that accent the tips of the flame design. The slightest movement gives the impression I am engulfed in tongues of fire. <...> The dress hangs in such a way that I don’t have to lift the skirt when I walk, leaving me with one less thing to worry about. <...> Peeta looks striking in a black suit with flame accents. While we look well together, it’s a relief not to be dressed identically. / chapter 9

ARENA

Cinna does my hair in my simple trademark braid down my back. Then the clothes arrive, the same for every tribute. Cinna has had no say in my outfit, does not even know what will be in the package, but he helps me dress in the undergarments, simple tawny pants, light green blouse, sturdy brown belt, and thin, hooded black jacket that falls to my thighs. “The material in the jacket’s designed to reflect body heat. Expect some cool nights,” he says. The boots, worn over skintight socks, are better than I could have hoped for. Soft leather not unlike my ones at home. These have a narrow flexible rubber sole with treads though. Good for running. I think I’m finished when Cinna pulls the gold mockingjay pin from his pocket. I had completely forgotten about it. [Katniss] + a bright orange backpack. + silver sheath of arrows and a bow, already strung [Peeta] + I agently unzip his jacket, unbutton his shirt and ease them off him. + I hand Peeta my knife, since whatever weapons he once had are long gone, and he slips it into his belt. / chapter 10 thank goodness this one was already redone lol

VICTORY CEREMONY

Cinna comes in with what appears to be an unassuming yellow dress across his arms. <…> slips it over my head. I immediately notice the padding over my breasts, adding curves that hunger has stolen from my body. <…> Venia helps me into a pair of flat leather sandals and I turn to the mirror. I am still the “girl on fire.” The sheer fabric softly glows. Even the slight movement in the air sends a ripple up my body. By comparison, the chariot costume seems garish, the interview dress too contrived. In this dress, I give the illusion of wearing candlelight. <…> My hair’s loose, held back by a simple hairband. The makeup rounds and fills out the sharp angles of my face. A clear polish coats my nails. The sleeveless dress is gathered at my ribs, not my waist, largely eliminating any help the padding would have given my figure. The hem falls just to my knees. <…> He looks so clean and healthy and beautiful, I can hardly recognize him. But his smile is the same whether in mud or in the Capitol and when I see it, I take about three steps and fling myself into his arms. He staggers back, almost losing his balance, and that’s when I realize the slim, metal contraption in his hand is some kind of cane. <…> His shirt is made of the same yellow material as my dress, but Portia’s put him in long black pants. No sandals, either, but a pair of sturdy black boots he keeps solidly planted on the stage. / chapter 27

INTERVIEW AFTER THE GAMES

When Cinna comes in, he shoos them [prep team] out and dresses me in a white, gauzy dress and pink shoes. Then he personally adjusts my makeup until I seem to radiate a soft, rosy glow. <…> Then Peeta’s there looking handsome in red and white, pulling me off to the side. / chapter 27

James potter 🤝 gilbert blithe

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Simping for red heads who hate them

Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again 2018, dir. Ol Parker

In Anticipation of the "New Girl" Cast Reunion Panel, A Nick/Jess Fic Smutfest

Hot damn, the connection between Nick Miller and Jessica Day is something (says me, Captain Obvious, reporting for duty.)

Having entered the New Girl fandom in earnest only this year (I am the stupidest of all the stupid girls), I'm very late to the party. But from The Hallway Kiss That Changed Everything to The Furiously Hot Dining-Room Table Almost-Fuck, I've become shamelessly devoted to reading & writing Nick/Jess fanfic that gets, um, explicit.

These two clowns — with their sexiness and stupidity; their electric chemistry; their self-defeating stubbornness; their underlying, overarching, ever-present love for each other — just rev my dang engine.

So... to mark & celebrate the upcoming New Girl cast reunion panel, I figured: why not collect some smutty Nick/Jess goodness all in one place (especially for those who, like me, came to this show in earnest after its on-air run, and initially missed all the spectacular stories written during its early years) — and also put out a call for additional recommended reading?

The first seven entries listed below are recommendations of others' work, followed by links to a few of my own stories.

If there are hot Nick/Jess stories you love and want to highlight, reblog or comment with titles & links, and maybe this post/thread can become a repository of smutty Nick/Jess fic recs? (Or maybe it will just remain me, thirstily talking to myself, but you never know until you try...)

OK, here we go! All of these stories are explicit, for adults only, and published on A03:

At the Edges, by @blithers

Because let's be real here: she is totally flirting with him, too. There's no question about it. She's flirting back hard, her hand wrapped around the stem of her wineglass and her laugh getting throatier and lower into Jessica Day sexy land.

A ridiculously hot one-shot in which Nick and Jess's first time takes place at the bar. Come for the glorious hotness; stay for the perfect channeling of Jess's inner voice.

Mistakes We Knew We Were Making, by @kyrafic

Inappropriate laundry room activities, etcetera.

A magnificent fic that starts with a wildly hot encounter in the laundry room and then somehow, impossibly, just keeps getting sexier from there.

Just What Humans Do, by yolandawinston

But logic and past precedent and the truth gnawing at her gut aside, she must have been drunk. Because there's no way that sober Jessica Day would have had sex with her roommate, whom she previously had kissed a grand total of once, in the place where her other roommates brush their teeth in the morning.

A story that includes both gorgeous characterization and crazy-hot first-time sex in the loft bathroom? Sign. Me. Up.

Lay My Head on the Hood of Your Car, by arbitrarily

Jess moves on. And gets it on with her roommate. Normal stuff. Nothing to see here.

Written way back at the start of the show. Hilarious and hot and somehow perfectly true to character -- even though it was written when only a few episodes had aired.

Tonight Will Be a Memory Too (or, Jessica Day's First Sex Dream About Nick Miller), by @ghostcat3000

A night alone in front of the TV used to be very different in #4D.

If you happen to have read, well, pretty much anything of mine, you'll know that I love writing Nick/Jess sex dreams. I love reading them, too — especially this one.

This Must Be the Place, by innie

Nick and Jess both said yes.

An absolutely beautiful story that starts where season two ends, with the hottest reference to Nick's nose ever made.

Another One by @actualbabe

“C’mon birthday girl,” Nick whispers into her ear, his voice pitched low. “I think you’ve got one more in ya.”

Hot hot hotness, in which Nick Miller's great big hands play a starring role.

And up next, here are a few of my own contributions:

And This Is the Morning (WIP)

In retrospect, maybe asking Nick to go with her to The Crafters’ Castle the day after he almost nailed her on the dining room table wasn’t Jess’s brightest idea ever.

Or: What happened in the 24 hours after the fishtank broke.

(Canon-divergent. Set after 2x19, “Quick-Hardening Caulk.”)

1,893.2 Miles

Nick Miller is shit at lying to other people. He’s pretty good at lying to himself.

(Set after the S5 finale. Nick is in New Orleans with Reagan and in denial about his intense and lingering feelings for Jess — until a series of events happens that he can’t ignore. Jess, in LA, embarks on what she's calling her Summer of Eventually Discerning The Right Nick-Related Next Steps; things don't go exactly as planned. A three-part, alternating-POV story in which Nick and Jess fumble their way back towards each other over the course of one summer filled with realizations, recollections, a sex dream or two — and then, at last, a reunion. Canon-adjacent and then divergent.)

Designs on You

She could have sworn that earlier this week, Nick looked at her with a hint of That Night’s same dark fire in his eyes. She had asked him to help her with a stubborn bracelet clasp; after he sprung the mechanism, his fingers curled briefly and unnecessarily around her wrist.

“There ya go, Jess,” he said quietly, swallowing once, his eyes on hers, before he let go and left the room.

(She’d be lying if she said she’d forgotten that asking him for help with things turned him on.)

(Set in 4x22, “Clean Break," a year after Jess & Nick’s breakup and an hour after their so-much-left-unsaid Sex Mug conversation in his room. Canon divergence ahead.)

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If you're of age and Miller and Day get you going, thanks so much for chiming in with your own sexy Nick/Jess fic recs or your own sexy Nick/Jess stories (and for considering reading mine). There's so much incredibly great stuff from so many wonderful writers out there.

Thirst on, fellow Nick/Jess thirsters, thirst on... and fingers crossed for some questions about The Kiss and The Chemistry at the reunion panel June 8!

babes i need some good percabeth fic rex’s preferably not spicy lol i need some nighttime reading material 😭😭😭

I GOT YOU oh my god I love this ask

the anatomy of a hurricane: barbarianprincess (all of their fics are amazing but this is my favorite)

Of Heists and Home Economics: chellethewriter

building memories on things not said: ahecen

it's human (you can lay your hands on me): riverv (literally all their fics) (I had this labeled in my notes "Can't read without crying - so lonely" ENJOY)

there's still color: mypetersburg

the annabeth project: pjoseries (divineauthor)

Meeting Percy and Annabeth: foreverfangirlwrites (She's pretty popular (her series A Rose By Any Name is really good) but for this fic is a comfort fic so if its not here I be pretty sad)(and her fic Into A Moment of Time - made me cry so bad. Like full on sobs with hiccups so read that too)

spread your wings and learn how to fly: roomtempcupofjoe (PRINCESS DIAIRES)

Eighteen Years a Hero: romanitas

graduating class: loveliet (all their fics are good but this one hits hard)

when the sun came up (you were looking at me): TheWritingManiac (if you liked Wendy Mass as a kid, this fic IS IT)

The Blood of Olympus: MariaClaire (just trust me)

I Would (Literally) Die For You: AverageCanadian (this author haunts me and made me cry to the point where I lost count so ENJOY)

What The High Tides May Bring: myshipsaresunk

A Mere Collection of Words: sunburst_city (WARNING: its not spice but it is implied - I didn't think it was too bad but if you want just skip this fic)

A Semester Abroad: ScienceFantasy93 (shits so good your gonna love Reyna)

Post Tenebras Lux: husborth (listen to Taylors swift You are In Love you'll thank me later)

Forever Cursed: RainySteve (sad. thats it. your warning is just the word sad. good luck solider)

etched on skin: unsureavenge (also check their fic End Of The Line I've spoken about it before and ohgod its just a masterpiece)

Here I Go Again!: percabethica (a Mamma Mia AU that I read before watching Mamma Mia - yeah that was an experience)

building memories on things not said: ahecen

Witnesses: Roselightfairy (I LOVE THIS ONE - comfort fic)

Won't Leave Any Doubt: maydayparade8123 (orphan_account)

We Only Want To Help: Believer1991

i wanna tell you, but i don't know how: polypanpercyjackson (thecuspofsomething)

gravity in the words we write: percyj

dates, demigods, and other divine disasters: fuwaaa

Rite of Passage: hanpersands (self plug; I have a fic just like this too if you like - link in my bio)

we made a lot of music dancing (you and i): vll8586

Arizona Sky: husborth

I Bet You Think Your Honey Tastes Like Sugar: Lex42069

and you knew what it was: aceofdiamonds

Surprise Baby: iannageorge

Late Night Rescues: IllusionsOfInsanity

The Library Book: unsureavenger ( I have no idea if I did them already but all their fics but THIS ONE in particular - literal chefs kiss)

just practice: knuffled (bigscary)

Save the Date: oreoz314

first i love u: RainySteve

take me to your best friend's house: mcpicktwo (I laugh at this one so much)

If We Have Each Other: jasonsmclean

Days Apart: likoricke (orphan_account)

you belong with me: scrxbbler

Fireworks: katebishoop

and of course, me, Bookns has Pjo fics (you know Can I Be Him but expect another fic in a day or two)

I know its a lot but I hope you like them. Some of these are my favorite and they are really close to my heart. I've only been in this fandom for about three years so there's a lot I missed but I think I read a lot for my own good. I recommend Taylor swift entire discoraphy but especially you are in love - Enjoy Darling

James: [rubbing Lily’s baby bump] I know how miserable you are I wish there was something I could do

Lily: [glaring at him]

James: I wish I was a seahorse

Lily:

James: because you know-they carry the babies...and I would be far away in the sea..

The most iconic cats snaps of 2018

Shirbert Fanfiction

Although no one asked, here are my top favourite Anne Shirley-Cuthbert/Gilbert Blythe fanfictions:

1. all this time (how could you not know?) Rating: T / Status: unfinished

2. champagne problems Rating: G / Status: One shot

3. dancing with our hands tied Rating: G / Status: Ongoing

4. don’t kiss me (unless you mean it) Rating: T / Status: unfinished

5. drive me crazy Rating: G / Status: Completed

6. explain the infinite Rating: T / Status: One shot

7. in which anne socks billy Rating: T / Status: Completed

8. please don’t cover my barbed wires, untangle them  Rating: T / Status: Ongoing

9. possibility and choice Rating: G / Status: Completed 

10. say my name, don’t ever stop Rating: G / Status: Completed

11. spin that bottle (land on my heart) Rating: G / Status: Completed

12. strangely ours souls are constructed Rating: G / Status: Completed

13. the wee tragical love tales of saturn Rating: G / Status: One shot

(much of them, i realize now, are inspired by taylor swift songs)

im going to fucking die