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a-aexotic · 1 year

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HEYYYY! So like every other mf on the planet right now I am in my hunger games era!!

Please could you write a Finnick x Reader where she is selected for the quarter quell (Maybe in her games she was lethal and killed like 10+ people?)

And when Katniss shoots the arena in catching fire she gets taken by the capitol (Like Peeta) and they torture her and shit? Then Finnick and her get there reunion she’s all like battered and bruided and it’s dead sad? Not sure if this made sense because i’m half asleep and dyselxic but let me know😭🤣

Maybe he says “It’s okay baby i got you” ??? x

hey of course i can! i hope u enjoy it babe <3 its a tiny bit long! my apologizes

cw's: angst, mentions of killing/dying, typical thg stuff, torture, ptsd, lmk if i missed anything

You were one of the youngest victors alongside Finnick, being only 15 and having won your games. You were also from District 4. You won the 68th Hunger Games, a few years after Finnick.

When you were reaped, Finnick and Mags were your mentors. Finnick came off as self absorbed and arrogant but once you started talking to him, the more you realized that was total bullshit. He wasn't how the Capitol portrayed him, he was much more caring and compassionate. He was very sympathetic to your situation, having gone through the same things.

During your time in the arena, you were one of the most ruthless tributes of all time. In the beginning, you were easily overlooked. The tributes weren't thinking that you were going to be much of a challenge because of your size and the way you carried yourself.

But that was exactly how you wanted to be portrayed. You tricked the Careers into thinking you were some naïve little girl, stabbing them in the back (literally) the first chance you got. The Capitol loved the turn of events, cheering you on.

When you had come back home, you had finally understood the intensity of what you had done. You had killed a whole group of people, ending their lives permanently. Those people had lives and family who loved them, and now they're gone because of you.

You suffered through months and months from never ending nightmares. Even getting consoled by your mother didn't help anymore; she doesn't understand. You didn't even feel worthy of food anymore.

You closed off Mags and Finnick when you had come home, driving yourself into isolation and depression. You rarely went out anymore, eating one meal a day and slept more than 80% of the day. Even sleeping couldn't mend the eternal tiredness you had, the void that filled your body.

Finnick had felt more than responsible for your pain. He gave you time before he realized he was just adding to your pain. Even when you didn't communicate back to him, Finnick visited you every day. He gave you advice and told you what he had went through after the Games as well. Eventually you opened up more to Finnick, and slowly, he had become your best friend.

He had told you that numbing it wasn't going to make it go away. He reminded you that you had him and Mags to help you with this process, and that you weren't alone despite of how you felt.

He helped you regain your sense of purpose again, your self image again. Finnick had singlehandedly helped you rebuilt your sense of self again.

He saw a part of you in him, that scared 14 year old boy who was trying to go back home to his parents. He never wanted anyone to feel that, especially you.

He promised you that he would never let anything bad ever happen to you again.

During your Victor's tour, Snow had suddenly deemed you desirable by the Capitol, wanting to sell you as he did with Finnick. Finnick couldn't risk getting involved, wanting to protect his family.

Every night in the Capitol, you were always consoled by Finnick. Every time you had to do a favor, you remember walking to Finnick's room to sleep, not baring the thought of having to sleep alone in the cold bed. He was always there, holding your hand comfortingly as you both slept.

The Capitol adored you both, nicknaming you the princess and prince of Panem. The more time you spent with Finnick, the more the media had speculated a relationship between the young victors.

You and Finnick had connected in many ways. Both having the same trauma, it was easy to talk to him and for him to understand how hard it was.

You and Finnick eventually got together a few years later, then getting married (in secret, of course) almost right after. You were both deeply in love.

Finnick found solace in the thought of always having you by his side, remembering that no one could tear you apart. That was until the Quarter Quell was announced.

You and Finnick were sitting at the edge of the couch, listening to Caesar's words carefully as he explained that this year's Hunger Games was going to be very different.

When it was announced that there will be only be Victors in this year's games, you heard dropped. You looked over at Finnick and he shared the same terrified look on his face.

When Annie's name had been called, you without any second thought, put up your hand. "I volunteer as tribute."

The crowd gasped and you looked over at Annie and you could tell she was a bit relived but still scared nonetheless. You immediately embraced her tightly, letting her let out a small sob. "It's okay, you're okay."

Mags looked just as terrified and you took her hand. When Finnick's name was called, you felt your stomach drop. Not only were you back in the arena, but you were with Finnick.

You looked over at Finnick and he looked prepared to fight. You both stood up and he grabbed your hand, raising it up in union.

The trainride to the Capitol was pretty uneventful. Finnick had wanted some time to think about the plan and so did you. A part of you knew what he was planning; he kill everyone else in the arena and then eventually himself, all for you.

As you sat on the bed, you felt the sadness and anger turn into numbness. No amount of crying was going to stop the Quater Quell and you had to be smart.

You didn't want to survive without Finnick. You were either winning with him or dying with him. Life would be meaningless without him.

Finnick knocked on your door slightly, before walking in. You looked up at him and he gave you a small smile. He took a seat next to and took your hand.

"I have a plan."

"Finnick, I know what you're thinking, and no. You're not killing yourself for me."

Finnick looked defeated. "One of us has to survive, Y/N. For Annie. For Mags."

You look a deep inhale, looking away from Finnick. "I don't want to life without you, everything would lose all it's meaning without you."

Finnick felt his heart burst into two pieces as he squeezed your hand. You felt your eyes watering again and you couldn't help but let out another quiet cry as Finnick pulled your head in, as he embraced you tightly.

"Shh, it's okay. I promise, I won't... I won't leave you."

It had all happened so fast, you couldn't even comprehend what had just happened. One moment, you were with Finnick trying to find Johanna and Katniss and suddenly there was big loud boom. You were relieved for a moment; Plutarch's plan had worked. Until you realized how far away you were from the others.

You were wandering, trying to find anyone until you heard people behind you. You turned and then you saw some unfamiliar faces; suddenly, your vision went black.

Then, you woke up in a white room. You felt like your stomach had dropped out of your body once the realization hit you; the Capitol captured you.

You were strapped down to a bed and you couldn't move or shake it off. The severity of the situation had hit you; even if by some miracle you did escape, where would you go? How would you find your way to 13 and back to Finnick?

You knew how ruthless the Capitol was to everyone who disobeyed them. Your worst fears had come true and there was no getting out of here.

You heard the door open and you saw some Peacekeepers come in and then you saw the person you dreaded to see most; Snow. You felt like your whole had come crashing down, how could this nightmare become any worse?

"Hello, Y/N."

You didn't respond, resorting to stare at the wall in front of you instead.

He tutted disappointedly. "Out of all the tributes, you were the one I expected least to be involved in this mess. You are the Princess of Panem... What a shame."

You still hadn't replied and you hadn't dared to look at Snow. Months and months you spent trying to heal the trauma he had caused you, you were sure if you had to look at him now, you would break.

"I want to take mercy on you, dear Y/N. If you tell me everything you know about the rebellion, I will make sure the Peacekeepers are gentle with you."

You shook your head. "No."

He let out a small chuckle. "Sorry, I couldn't hear you. What?"

"No." You said again, louder.

He hummed in disapproval. "Okay then, you leave me no choice. You are going to regret this."

He nodded to the Peacekeepers and walked out of the room. You were then met with Peacekeepers, loosening the straps then taking you to another room.

If Snow knew one thing about you, it was that being only physical with you wouldn't hurt you enough. He had to hit you were it hurt most.

They threw you in the seemingly vacant room and immediately locking it. You were confused until you heard it.

"Y/N, help me!" Finnick's voice screamed. "Please, help me! Get up and do something, they're killing me! Please."

You looked everywhere in the dark room, trying to find the source. It kept going.

"Y/N, please! Help! What the hell are you doing, just sitting there? You are such a disappointment!" The voice started shouting. "We should've just left you to died in the arena! You are useless!"

Now this was something new. Your body was filled with panic and fear and even though you knew it was fake, you felt like you were going to throw up from all the noise.

Suddenly, Annie's voice came in as well. Then Johanna's. Then your mother's. There was nonstop noise filled with screams for help, shouting with disapproving messages. Your body couldn't handle it; it was so overwhelmed with fear that you started shaking on the ground, putting your hands on your ears but that did little to nothing.

You wanted it to stop. It was too much, you were trembling. It felt like days, just sitting there in that room listening to all those demeaning voices of your loved ones. You couldn't even think straight anymore.

It was so bad you had started to pound your head on the ground, screaming and crying. You had have enough. And then, it all stopped. Silence was foreign for you; your ears were ringing.

You were sitting on the ground, almost lifeless as the Peacekeepers took you away. Your eyes hurt from the tears, your body sore, your ears ringing and your head was pounding.

But you knew that was just the beginning.

You were asleep in bed and you were awakened by the door opening, you instantly jolted up. You looked over to see a group of masked men in front of you and you had started to tremble again, silent tears rolling down your face, thinking that the Peacekeepers had come again.

"No, no, no." You started to mumble to yourself.

A man came up to your and took your bruised hand slowly, rubbing it gently in silent empathy. That was the first soft touch you'd felt in a few weeks and it almost stung.

"It's okay, you're safe now. You're going to 13 now."

You had to blink a couple times, trying to process what he said. Was this a dream? You went to pinch yourself but it was real life.

He then helped you up but you couldn't help but stumble; your legs were weak, you couldn't remember the last time the Peacekeepers let you walk for this long.

As you got into the hovercraft, you saw Annie. Your eyes widened as you both ran up to each other, embracing each other. She had started to cry a little bit and so did you.

That was when it hit you. You were going to see Finnick. You were going home. You started crying into Annie's shoulder as she held you. "We're safe now, we're safe."

You had seen Johanna as well but she didn't seem too responsive. Neither did Peeta. You fell asleep on Annie's shoulder on the ride back and for the first time, you actually felt yourself drifting off calmly.

There were lots of doctors and nurses looking at you and asking you all sorts of questions and you tried your best to answer them. You were still in shock; you were safe. They couldn't hurt you anymore.

"Y/N?" You turned around to see Finnick. You immediately got up from the examiner's table and ran into his arms, your eyes starting to water up again.

"Finnick," you sighed slowly. You pulled away, putting your hands on his face and touched him as if he wasn't real.

"Are you.. Are you really here?"

"Yes, I'm really here." Finnick looked at you and suddenly his voice transported you back into the dark room. You quickly twisted out of his embrace and his expression changed.

His voice was back and you heard all of the nasty things he had to you. You back away, stumbling into the examiner's table and your breathing became heavy. "No, no, no, please-please go away. No."

You slid down to the floor and you closed your eyes, putting your hands on your ears and rocking back and forth trying to get that voice to stop.

Finnick ran up to you and put his hands on your knees, trying to get you to look at him. His heart broke in half; he didn't know what the Capitol had done to you but now he knows it has something to do with him.

Of course the Capitol would try to ruin him. His eyes started to tear up at the sight of you, in so much pain and panic.

You opened your eyes, Finnick in front of you. You started to cry some more before Finnick slowly went up to you, wrapping his arms around you.

When he had started wrapping your arms around you, your instinct was to push him away but his warmth was welcoming and safe and you started to focus on his touch. The voices slowly drifted away, the sounds of your silent sobs only being heard.

You then gave into Finnick's touch, falling into him and putting your head in his chest as he caressed your back gently, shushing you.

"It's okay baby, I got you. You're safe now, they can't hurt you."

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http-finnick · 5 months

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𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬.𝐬

coriolanus snow x fem!reader

summary: you're swimming in a lake with your lover as the thoughts of him leaving plague your mind

cw: fluff+angst

the sun raised high warms the lake as the murky water splashes up your neck, your arms push yourself afloat as you lay on your back

suddenly you squeal as water explodes around you, coriolanus rises from the water as the aftermath of his jumping ripples on you

you swim over, soft chuckles coming from the both of you, wrapping your arms around him you stare into his reflective blue eyes and can't help but remember the reason you both are out here

he watches the change on your face, excitement turning into a solemn one

"I'll come back" he answers though you haven't asked. the pain of him going to 2 still fresh

"how?" now you're left with silence, his face is stern and you can't help but feel like you've ruined possibly the last nice moment you'll have with him

your grip on him loosens as you try and let the water move you away so you wouldn't have to feel his loss

he grabs onto your arm, pulling you back and hugging you. his warmth encapsulating you as you stare at the evergreens and mighty mountains and feel a surge to run up them with your lover, escape panem and the capitol, and live the rest of your days out, together.

your voice cracks, threatening to spill all that you have just thought but as if he reads your mind he answers

"I still have family at the capitol." It's stern and it ruins all your plans, all your fantasies and you feel like a fool who will never love again if he leaves

you want to come up with some elaborate plan that will end with you both together, but as the water slowly splashes on you, you decide to leave things as it is, so you can have this moment with him.

an: <33333

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sincerethoughtsblog · 1 year

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Snow gives his lover a rose and then kills her, fast forward years later, he gives Katniss roses to tell her he’s going to kill her lover. Suzanne is a genius.

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billysgun · 6 months

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sponsors

|you're allying with finnick during the quarter quell when a sponsor sends a delicious sauce for the fish finnick caught.|

sweat dribbles down your face as the rest soaks in your jumpsuit. you're lightly panting as the greenery whistles and sings about. birds and exotic animals hiding as you haven't even seen one yet. hunger scratches and pulls at your insides, you try to stay alert as you wait for Finnick's return but you can't with all this chipping from the wildlife.

you hear a rustle and you're up with your knife in front of Finnick's nose, you lay your arm down immediately as he looks rather amused with your half-assed attempt to kill him

"you know, slicing someone's nose off isn't the fastest way to kill them" he teases you, sitting down as he places the fish he caught on some huge leaves. so his trip to the ocean side was successful.

you can't stop the smile stretching your face as he cuts the fish with such certainty and assuredness, that you almost don't hear the jingling of the sponsor

it lands on the branch above your head and you quickly open it, your face contorts as a red liquid drips onto your hand

"what is it?" Finnick asks, not looking up from his fish

you're nose flares at the familiar scent of spices, you bring it to your lips and recognize it as the shrimp sauce you had back in the capitol

you sit back down and place it in front of him "it's the red sauce" you vaguely say but he knows immediately. hazel eyes wide as he dips the fish in it, you reach over to a piece of fresh fish and dip it as well, the spicy taste mixed with the salty fish calms your needy stomach right away

Finnick laughs slightly as he grabs another piece before he's even finished his first bite "this is extremely unexpected but delicious" you agree with the randomness of the sponsor, usually they're for emergencies but this just might be a plus for allying with Finnick Odair

"don't eat so fast, we still need to hike tonight" you remind him, your other allies still lost as he rolls his eyes and hums a simple "mmhm."

#finnick odair x reader #finnick x reader #the hunger games #finnick odair imagine #finnick odair #finnick imagine #finnick x y/n #finnick odair fanfic #finnick odair x you #catching fire #thg rp #thg #thg fanfiction #the hunger games series #the hunger games trilogy #the hunger games fanfiction #the hunger games imagine #the hunger games rp

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imuugi · 7 days

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guys, thank you! you are really cool! your feedback is what I try for! Never before have my works received reposts and likes, but you showed me that this can happen! thank you very much for your support, yours imuugi 🦹‍♀️🦹‍♀️💋

These two are breaking my heart 💔

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yakulin · 4 months

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You made the bed ..

a/n: I sorta wanna make this a series! I’ll think about it, hopefully I don’t loose interest! Also this is not proofread :o

Prompt: Peeta helps you with grieving after the war

After the war your prayers and begging for your family to return safe were fallen into deaf ears, returning back to district 12 has been anything but good.

“You can’t stay in bed all day, come on, get up” Peeta insisted as he went besides you, putting one of his hands beneath your back and the other beneath your legs as he picked you bridal style. Although his own family didn’t survive either, he was still trying to live in the present, and you just couldn’t anymore.

“Just a few more minutes” she begged, but he denied. Taking her off to the kitchen and sitting her down on one of the chairs. “You can’t be like this forever, please just try, not for me but for yourself” Peeta asked as he pecked your cheek before setting down a plate of food. Her eyes were dull, they had lost their sparkle long ago but something about them recently felt different. “I’m just tired” she insisted, but he knew it was more than that

“You’ve been tired ever since we got back from district 13, you know it’s more than that now.” He stated, walking to the kitchen counter as he began to make you coffee. “You know.. caffeine does nothing to me right?” You reminded, he set his hands down flat on the counter. “Yeah.. I’m just..” he began, his composure dropping. She couldn’t help but feel guilty for making him go through all of this, he had his own problems as well, was she just making it all about herself?

“I’ll try it.. its been a while since I’ve had it, maybe it’ll have a different affect on me now” she insisted, staring at his back as he continued to make the coffee. She looked back down at her plate, grabbing the fork as she began to eat the vegetables he had cooked.

He soon walked over and placed the coffee next to her plate, he watched as she ate. She swallowed her food before speaking, “I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have you worry about me like this” she said, refusing to look at him in the face. “Don’t apologize” he said, taking the fork from your hand as he began to feed you.

Haymitch was right, you truly wouldn’t ever be able to deserve Peeta, not in a single universe, life or timeline.

Once you had finished both your food and coffee. You noticed that coffee still had no effect on you, unsurprising outcome but you couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

“It’s been a while since you’ve seen the garden outside” he noted. “You want to go see it with me?” He added, she hesitated to answer as she looked everywhere but him. It had been a while since she’d been outside at all, hunting was no longer needed for them to get food. She hadn’t even touched her bow, it was most likely collecting dust somewhere around the house.

“Sure” she said, finally making eye contact with him. Standing up from the chair, her posture sluggish and tired. She really didn’t want to go, in fact all she wanted was to lay in bed but she can’t stand being so neglectful of him.

He lead you outside towards the garden, he had planted the flowers himself. It was obvious he was rather proud of it. “They’re beautiful” she sighed out, as she crouched down slightly as she touched the flower petals, leaning in close and smelling them. She smiled lightly.

Peeta couldn’t help but smile as you smelled the flowers. “Yeah they are” he responded, not focusing on the flowers of his garden at all but instead how perfectly the sun hit your features, the small but still yet visible smile on your face. How he’s missed it.

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c6nrad · 5 months

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LUCY GRAY’S GREATEST REVENGE — Katniss Everdeen

— my tears ricochet : Taylor Swift

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incorrect-hunger-games-quotes · 9 months

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Prim: can I have some cake from the fridge?

Katniss: whats the rule?

Prim: *sighs* no cake before dinner...

Katniss: no that's mom's rule, my rule is make sure you grab me a slice as well.

#Let's just pretended District 12 isn't poor ✨#District 12 #the hunger games #thg incorrect quotes #katniss everdeen #primrose everdeen #Ms Everdeen #Jennifer Lawrence #Willow Shields #Thg #thg series #hunger games #mockingjay #katniss x peeta #catching fire #thg rp #thg fanfiction #thgedit #everlark

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everlarksthings · 27 days

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One more everlark post before bed

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here-am-i-sitting-in-a-tin-can · 3 months

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It’s almost midnight, I have school tomorrow and yet I’m up, thinking about how Johanna Mason had no one to come back to after she was rescued from the Capitol.

Annie had Finnick, Peeta had Katniss, and even though he was hijacked, he had Haymitch and Prim.

And now I’m thinking about how much I’d love to be the one she comes back to. How much I’d love to tell her that she’s still so beautiful, that they can’t take everything from her, how much I adore her and how I always thought she’d look great with short hair.

How much I’d love to be the first to see her so she isn’t the only one sitting in the hospital on her own while Finnick and Annie are having their reunion. I’d have the same moment with her, so sickly sweet that Finnick will later bully her lovingly because she’s so soft with me and only me.

She’d live with me instead of Katniss. I’d help her out when she has nightmares or panic attacks. I’d assure her that she’s so important to me, to everyone and that she’s the most beautiful girl on the planet, that she’s worthy of love, that she deserves the world.

I’d kiss her scars, watch her grow her hair out again and die it for her if she wants me to. A dark red. After the war, she’d move back to District 7, home, and I’d come with her to help her with all the trauma she’s endured.

And eventually, I’d be happy again and so would she.

#i love her #johanna mason #johanna mason x reader #thg series #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #hunger games #the hunger games #thg rp #thg fanfiction #thgedit #thg #thg finnick #thg johanna #thg imagine #thg headcanons

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a-aexotic · 1 year

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literally anything angsty with peeta PLEASE IM BEGGING (happy ending maybe)

your ask is command<3, i hope u enjoyed it!

cw's: normal thg stuff, not exactly canon!au, descriptions of ptsd, anxiety attack, killing, and a small kiss at the end<3

The war had ended for the country, but it certainly hadn't ended for you and Peeta. Years of trauma certainly wasn't going to end just because the rebels had finally won. It felt like the war had ended for everyone except you and Peeta.

Peeta was supposed to be happy that Snow was dead. Peeta thought that after they had won, everything he'd endured would melt away. Oh, how wrong he was.

They had won the war externally, but internally, he was still fighting with his inner demons. Sometimes Peeta felt like they had truly won the war because they're dead - they didn't have to deal with the consequences of their actions, it seemed like Peeta was enduring them instead.

He couldn't even rest without getting flashbacks of the war.

You were downstairs, getting everything ready for dinner. Today had been one of the best days you and Peeta have had since after the war. It'd been months and everyday felt like a battle of it's own for you and Peeta, flashbacks haunting you both.

But today, you both awoke with a somewhat fresh attitude. Today was the first day of spring and the birds outside were chirping, the air was getting warmer. The snow melted as well as your negative attitudes.

You and Peeta had both awoken with a smile on your faces; Peeta had slept through the whole night without a single nightmare. It was the first peaceful sleep he'd gotten since, he doesn't even remember.

You were making dinner, humming peacefully as you saw the sun was setting. You were making Peeta's favorite dinner in honor of making it a whole day without a single interruption.

Then, as you were setting up the table, you heard a big loud crash upstairs. Your fight or flight was suddenly activated, and your heart started beating fast. You had started breathing heavily and you felt as though you were back in war.

Your mind was racing with flash backs and you don't even know how, but suddenly you were on the ground of your kitchen, staring blankly as you muttered incoherently to yourself.

You were back in the arena and the boy from District 3 was on top of you, trying to stab you and your chances of surviving were becoming slimmer and slimmer until you grabbed a rock and smashed it across his head.

His body was rigid for a second, his eyes blank. His face drained from pale to grey right in front of your eyes and you saw the life trickle out of his eyes.

He dropped on you, his head head laying right beside you as the blood starting getting on your face and body. He weighed so much, you couldn't get him off of you.

You heard the canon, and the smell of it right after. You were frozen in fear, shaking.

"Y/N!" Peeta saw you sitting on the floor and he ran next to you, putting a hand on your knee. He studied your face; it was blank, no apparent emotion on your face.

You were rocking back and forth and Peeta realized that you were having a PTSD flashback. He'd never seen you in such a state before; you were usually the strong one. He felt his heart break before you as he held your hand; he could only imagine how you were feeling right now.

As soon as his skin touched yours, you jumped in fear and started to cry. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I had to! I had to kill you, I'm sorry!"

Peeta's hand left yours and then he suddenly remembers how he found you once the announcement that two victors could be crowned.

A boy that was easily 2x bigger than you was laying on top of you, dead and you were frozen in fear. He helped you get the man off of you and you hugged him for what seemed to be hours, crying into his chest. He was the only person you had purposely killed.

"Y/N, can you hear me?" Peeta says, his eyebrows knitted in concern as he stared at you. He didn't want to touch you because that wouldn't help and would only make it worse.

Your breathing had became normal again and your shaking had slowed down, you could hear him.

"It's not real, baby, you're safe. You're home. You're okay. It's over."

Your vision was blurry but you could now see Peeta right in front of you. As your vision cleared, you started to cry even more. You immediately grabbed and embraced Peeta in a tight hug, sobbing into his shoulder as he whispered calming sentences to help you calm down.

"Oh, Peeta." You cried. "I-I was back there, back in the arena and-and he was on top of me. Oh, I could feel him on me. His d-deadweight on me, and I-" you couldn't even finish the sentence because of how panicked you were.

Your eyes were red and puffy and you were shaking; Peeta hadn't seen you this distraught since the war had ended. "It's okay, you're safe now. You're here with me and I will never let anything bad ever happen to you again, okay?"

Peeta couldn't bare watching you in such a state of panic knowing he couldn't take it all away. "I've got you now, baby."

"It was going so good, too. I thought we'd finally healed from it, Peeta. We're never going it heal." You had whimpered into his shoulder.

He shook his head. "No, don't say that. We're healing. We've... We've gotten better, okay? We've had no nightmares today and only one flashback. You couldn't say that two months ago, right? That's progress."

You sniffled and you understood what he was saying. He was right. You nodded slowly.

Peeta put his hand on your face and you looked up in his eyes. He smiled at you and then leaned in, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

"I'm so grateful for you, Peeta. I don't know what I would've done with you."

Peeta was genuinely happy to hear that. No matter how many times you'd said it, it never loses it's effect on him. "Me, too, love. I love you."

You leaned back into his warm embrace as he rubbed your back comfortingly. "I love you, too."

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http-finnick · 1 year

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𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧

finnick odair x fem!insomniac!reader

summary: another night without sleep as your boyfriend lays limp on top of you, you watch the sunrise and curse your insomnia for the waking of finnick.

cw: fluff, reader has insomnia, suggested smut but no smut.

your skin warms in the sun's path as it beams down through the window. you lay with your head on the foot of the bed where your ridiculous boyfriend still has his arms around you like a snake.

you're shirtless, as so is he. panties and boxers keeping your dignity as your fingertip glides on his back. they've been doing so for hours. too long to count.

you watched the sunrise as always and thought about how you could ever slip from his grip. finnick always notices.

you think you should stay longer, for him. but with your mind no longer on autopilot and sick of sleep edging you with no relief, you wanted to shower and get dressed.

now your head is hanging off the foot of the bed, limp body slowly falling from his grasp as carefully as you can be.

you succeed with landing on your calves with not even a thump and tip-toe to the bathroom down the hall for utmost silence

with boiling waters running down your naked skin, burning it softly as you stare at your toes. suddenly all of your body tense up with a cold gush of air meeting your backside.

it stops before you can look behind you with arms wrapping around your body

"fuck finnick, not even a warning?" you croak, guiltiness tugging at your mind as you've awoken him once more

"It was a surprise, dear" he kisses up your neck and you tilt your head to the side for more room, enjoying the warmth of his tongue

"you should go back to sleep" you mumble, chewing on your lip softly as you close your eyes, resting your back against his chest which is an obvious rebel against your recent words

"I was already awake once you slipped from my arms" he grinned, you shut your eyes tighter as you curse yourself for your continuous interruptions

"don't worry about it though," he says as if reading your mind

"I'd rather be in the hot shower with you anyways" he kisses you again and slides his hand on your lower abdomen, pulling you closer to him as you start to agree with his statement.

an: I know I said I had peeta brainrot but I can never get over my love for finnick. anyway! I hope you guys enjoyed this, it's been on my mind for a while <3 I personally don't have insomnia so i don't fucking know what I'm saying but I still hope you liked it! I love you guys <3 mwah!

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sincerethoughtsblog · 1 year

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The only way Katniss has an effect on him during the reaping is because she got the attention of Panem, as Lucy did by singing

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emeeedee · 1 year

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#katniss fanart #katniss everdeen #the hunger games #thg fanart #thg rp #jogos vorazes #books #Illustration #ink #emeeedee #my art lol

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cloveswifey · 1 year

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Hatred

Parings: Cato Hadley x Fem!Reader

Type: idk even know

Y/N had always known Cato. They were both from District 2 and had attended the academy together. They had hated each other since the first day they met. Cato was confident and arrogant, always sneering and making comments about Y/N's abilities. Y/N, on the other hand, was always a little afraid of Cato. He had a reputation for being ruthless and brutal.

When their names were called as tributes for the Hunger Games, Y/N knew they were in trouble. Cato had made his feelings clear, with remarks like "get ready to die" and "my sword is going to be in your chest soon." But Y/N had a secret.

She had feelings for Cato…

At the training center, Cato mocked Y/N, saying she was "useless." But Y/N didn't let that get to her. She proved him wrong by always hitting the target with a bow and arrow. She even caught Brutus' eye, impressing him more than any other District 2 tribute.

During their interviews, Brutus and Enobaria told them to act in love to give the Capitol a show.

Y/N and Cato both knew it was just a ploy, but they went along with it.

One by one, they went into their interviews with Caesar, putting on their show for the audience.

But tensions were high. Cato was furious at Katniss' fire dress display, muttering "that bitch on fire is dead" under his breath.

Y/N could sense that something big was going to happen - that Cato was going to lose his cool sooner rather than later.

During the blood bath, Y/N nearly got killed. Cato had to kill others to save her, and he teased her for it. But secretly, Y/N wondered why he helped her when he clearly hated her.

As they moved through the arena, Cato continued to dangle Glimmer in front of Y/N's face, flirting and teasing her to make her jealous. It worked - but it also made Marvel jealous, as he had his eye on Glimmer for a while.

When the tracker jackers attacked, Y/N was stung badly. Glimmer died from the poison, and Marvel was hit with an arrow to the heart.

Cato and Y/N were the only careers left.

In a surprising move, Cato and Y/N made a truce to work together. They knew they needed each other if they wanted to get out of there alive.

Seneca Crane, soon announced that two winners could become victors, and Y/N knew that she had a chance.

As they moved through the arena, Cato's leg was badly injured by Thresh's sword. They took refuge in a cave, and the tension between them was palpable.

It was then that they shared a kiss, something that had been building for a long time. Y/N knew it was foolish, but she couldn't help herself.

She had always been drawn to Cato, despite his arrogance and cruelty.

When they finally made it to the Cornucopia, they were faced with Katniss and Peeta. Y/N knew they had to act quickly if they wanted to win.

Cato managed to push Katniss off the Cornucopia and into the mutts, leaving only Peeta. Y/N took aim and released an arrow, hitting Peeta in the heart.

Cato and Y/N were victorious. They were the only ones left in the arena, and they had a chance for a new life. In the end, Y/N knew that she had fallen for Cato, despite his flaws.

Perhaps he wasn't so bad after all. And who knows? Maybe they could find happiness together, now that they were both victors.

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