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coryosmin · 3 months

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sub!finnick odair x fem!reader

based off of this ask and this ask

nsfw | mdni

you and finnick were having sex in his bed. he was below you while you were on top of him while he was thrusting into you, his back against the headboard. “feels so good, finnick,” you moaned out, resting your forehead against his.

he didn’t reply, biting his lip. the poor blond felt his head feeling cloudy, trying to chase it away by asserting more force into his movements. but you could see that his eyes were glossed over, you’ve experienced it so many times yourself that you could see the tell-tale signs of someone slipping. you reached a hand down to your waist, taking one of finnick’s hands into yours, intertwining your fingers.

“you’re doing so good, baby,” you murmured, kissing finnick’s forehead. you began to take control, one hand intertwined with his while the other was rested on his shoulder. “let me take care of you.”

finnick couldn’t help but whimper, closing his eyes. he didn’t want to slip further into the headspace he was beginning to go in. he shouldn’t. so many people expected him to maintain control in the bedroom. but he just couldn’t help but feel this vulnerability with you. you made him feel so good and safe in your relationship that he just can’t help but slip.

finnick stopped moving his hips, letting you take control as he looked up at you. you smiled at him. “good boy,” you said.

finnick whined, unable to help the noise from slipping. you were just praising him so good while your cunt was just so tight and wet around his cock. “mommy, ‘s so good. so good,” he mumbled out, moving his head so that he could suck on one of your boobs.

you moaned, riding his cock. “that’s it, baby, it’s okay,” your voice was just so gentle and soft and finnick just felt so comforted and warm.

he pulled away, looking up at you as you rode him. his beautiful green eyes were glossed over and he had this adorable pout on his lips. “are you okay?” you asked quietly, slowing down in case finnick wanted to stop.

he whined as you slowed down, bucking his hips into you. “‘s just i love you, mommy,” he said, thrusting himself into you. “wanna cum inside you.”

you couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your mouth. finnick was just so cute!! you pecked his lips, starting your movements back up again. “i love you so much, baby. you can cum for me, cum for mommy.”

finnick whined and moaned, meeting your hips with his as he fucked into you. you couldn’t help but feel yourself get close. finnick grabbed your boobs, massaging them with his hands as you rode him. you both moaned in unison as finnick began whimpering. and as he’s cumming, he’s moaning “fuck mommy, so good, so good, so good,” like a mantra.

and you came undone on his cock, clenching your thighs as you milked him dry.

let’s just say that subby finnick made an appearance a lot more after that.

#the hunger games #minsasks #thg #finnick odair #fanfic #finnick x y/n #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair imagine #finnick odair smut #finnick x you #thg trilogy #the hunger games imagine #the hunger games smut

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corkwooood · 5 months

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Peeta bakes. I hunt.

#thgedit #the hunger games #thg trilogy #everlark #everlarkedit #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #my beloved bbs

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red-lint · 11 months

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#thg trilogy #the hunger games #lucy gray baird #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x lucy gray #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #capitol #tbosbas #nothus #thg fanart #tbosbas fanart

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feelingdozy · 1 year

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I love your writing omg <3 it's MARVELOUS I'm so jealous!! could you do finnick odair flirting with a shy!gn!reader? Like he calls them cute and they just freak out and hide into their shirt or a blanket, etc etc? And he just keeps flirting until reader just covers his mouth and they make eye contact and it's a HUZZAH moment before finnick just kisses them?? sorry if this is really specific!! thank you if you fulfill this request <3

A Little Shy

Finnick Odair x Reader

Hunger Games Masterlist

Summary: you go out to town to find some supplies for fishing as it's the perfect season. You find yourself inexperienced with tridents, and someone comes along to help you find the perfect one to fit your needs.

Note: this is a super cute request and will probably take awhile to post because I want to make sure it is absolutely perfect, also thank you!! I try my best to write as nicely as possible

Warnings: mention of death and killing, slap (hand over mouth)

You had wanted to go to the market in district 4 for awhile, wanting to see what there was to offer at this time of the month. It was the prime time for fishing, so a lot of people had been stocking up.

You stayed for a few hours getting the basic supplies, making your way over to the tridents. You had never been a pro even as a district 4 victor, but had always admired people who were able to use a Trident so easily.

You looked around slowly at all they had to offer, wondering at that point if maybe you should get your own and try it out.

"that one's nice, huh?"

You jumped at the voice that came from behind you, quickly turning around. You should've recognized the voice, of course it was Finnick.

Naturally, you got shy knowing how much you admired his Trident skills as he'd won with them as the youngest in the arena. You hated the games, but loved the skills of the weapons that came with it.

"are you good at using a trident? I've never seen you use one"

He was watching you? I mean he was your mentor back then, but you were really a nobody. You thought your win was a bit sad compared to other people who had won with skill. It was the career in you talking, quickly coming back to realize the horror that came behind it all and that you were lucky to be standing here alive right now.

"not really, I'd love to learn though.."

Your voice was quiet and faded off as you glared at other ones surrounding the two of you.

"how about you come down to my house later and I'll teach you a few tricks y/n?"

You turned to him, his charming smile placed on his face as he found your eyes.

"sure"

A blush found your cheeks, a little intimidated to be taught to use a trident by the Finnick Odair. Even though you should've learned how to use a Trident in the training for the games, you focused on your hand to hand combat and nature tips and tricks then the main weapon of your district. It made you feel a little more reassured that you wouldn't die by accidentally eating the wrong type of berry.

You picked out a trident fitting to your hand, comfortable in your hold. Then it was time to start walking to the victors village that was surrounded by ocean. Their backyards went out to a beautiful beach, and then water. Constant, neverending water leaving room to do anything you aspire to.

The walk was peaceful, as usual. The weather was hotter than usual so if you were going to be in the water, why not change into a bathing suit? You quickly went home and put on a bathing suit beneath your clothing, hiding it before you got to his house.

You knocked on his door, his footsteps getting closer and your heartbeat faster. The anxiety hit as he opened the door. You just now realized his height compared to yours and how shy you were. It's the Finnick Odair. How could you not be a little scared?

"come in"

He said with the same charming smile as before, gesturing for you to sit anywhere you'd like. His place was nicely decorated, ocean themed items around you at every turn. Tridents sat on the wall, some framed and some just hung as a decoration.

He had gone to the kitchen, his back turned towards the living room. You looked at his hair that always looked amazing and you wanted to ruffle it and run your hands through it- wait. We're you actually thinking of.. no. This was Finnick Odair. Loved by the capitol, loved by the people in his district and by the other victors. He was an amazing person despite what he had gone through, most not being able to handle it all.

He brought out some cookies and sat them on the table in front of you. He sat down, the couch dipping with the new weight beside you slightly pulling you toward him, slowly sliding. Your cheeks now had a light blush again from simply being in his presence. His eyes glistened in the light of his house, his hair fluffy and his face charming and cute. You thought Finnick Odair was cute. The Finnick Odair.

He stared at you for awhile before breaking the silence.

"soo, you've never picked up a Trident before y/n?"

You nodded your head no. He sort of knew when he was training you many years ago, just a year older than you, wondering why you didn't pick up a trident. He admired your other abilities back then, knowing how to identify different leafs or berries and hand to hand combat were great abilities in general, but especially because you got put in the arena where you'd need just those skills, like it was almost fit for your win.

It's funny because you were by far the shyest tribute he had ever seen, you didn't talk much or make a fuss like many other tributes had done, but instead listened and took any and all information and tips and tricks from the past victors that only wanted to help. Why did people go out of their way to make a fuss?

Your head was turned down from his, scared to actually make eye contact with him no matter your past relationship.

"you can look at me y'know. I don't bite?"

He laughed, your head hesitantly turning upwards, scared that you'll reveal the layer of red forming on your now heat-radiating cheeks.

"no need to be nervous, y/n."

He said, and you swear he was teasing you at this point. You looked into the distance again, seeing him taking in your facial features from your peripheral vision. His eyes widened a bit before his classic smile appeared on his face that he always wore, except it seems a little more.. genuine than before.

"you're cute."

Your eyes then met with his again, and now greatly flustered in front of the man. He memorized your face in the moment, how your cheeks gained more color and your eyes widened. You couldn't even make words come out of your mouth, your heartbeat pounding too loud and mind too fuzzy to make a coherent sentence.

"huh-?!"

Was all that came out of your mouth. He slowly lifted himself up to where his arms were to the side of your face. You quickly pulled up your shirt, covering your slowly reddening face to where you might've been radiating heat, heat that he must've felt through the fabrics that layered because it was so warm.

"You're so cute. Shy hm?"

Your heartbeat pounded louder and louder within your chest as you once again admired the man who was above your sitting, now laying form. You buried yourself even deeper within your shirt before he could see even more obvious and powerful hints of red on the rest of your face.

"look at you. So red. You like me calling you cute sweetheart?"

A slap echoed in the room as you couldn't handle it anymore. You put your hand over his mouth, your heart not being able to take anymore of his flirting. You could feel his signature grin form under your hand as he put his hand on your arm. His hand slowly slid up til it reached yours, taking it and kissing the outside of your palm.

Your eyes met with his sea green. His other hand creeped onto your cheek, his head slowly getting closer to yours.

his lips collided with yours with a deep need to feel your lips for the first time. He deepened the kiss, his soft lips feeling amazing on yours. You couldn't believe your first kiss was with the Finnick Odair. Part of it because you were already in your twenties and you had never kissed anyone before, not having any partners when you were younger. But mostly because it was him.

You let him take the lead, not knowing what else to do. You let go as you had to take a breath even though you never wanted to let go of his soft lips, feeling like you had been in another world while kissing him.

"promise me you won't explode if I kiss you again?"

He laughed as you nodded, going in again for another kiss that had sucked you in, captured you.

You had just kissed Finnick Odair. Twice.

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sincerethoughtsblog · 1 year

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He is so yummy 😋

#thg finnick #finnick odair #sam claflin #thg books #thg trilogy #thg: intro #thg x reader #the hunger games catching fire #the hunger games mockingjay #the hunger games #the hunger games finnick #peeta x finnick #catching fire #mockingjay pt 2 #mockingjay pt 1 #mockingjay #katniss x finnick #hunger games finnick

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martharaccoon · 1 year

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I know there a lot of things I would’ve liked to have seen on screen. But one I would put on there is Delly calling out Peeta anytime he’s rude to Katniss.

Delly to Peeta:

It’s also just a good parallel to Haymitch telling Katniss to try and be nice to Peeta.

Like Delly and Haymitch were fighting for their lives to save Everlark. Ultimate shippers

#delly cartwright #hijacked peeta #peeta mallark #katniss everdeen #haymitch abernathy #katniss and peeta #everlark #the mockingjay #the hunger games #the hunger games books #thg #thg peeta #thg trilogy

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peetaslefttoe · 1 year

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Peeta x reader where he’s in his knees for her all the time (“walk em like a dog”) worships the ground he walks on leaves to please her (malewife🤭)

warnings: oral f receiving, finger1ng f receiving, kisses🤭

summary: request above

author’s note: Peeta is the worlds biggest malewife, i love you for this request 🫶 i hope this is what you imagined and more

Masterlist pinned xx

The morning light shone through the windows above your bed. You rolled over, stretching and planting a kiss on Peeta’s cheek. He sturs, waking slowly and opening his eyes. He smiles and pulls you closer.

“You look beautiful,” he says against your hair. You smile against his chest. Suddenly you feel him growing against you under the covers. You smirk and snake a hand between you both, sliding over the tent in his boxers.

“What do you need darling? Tell me what you need Peeta,” you whisper continuing to softly stroke him through the fabric. He whimpers at your touch, thrusting up into your open hand.

“Wanna- wanna taste you, please let me make you feel good,” he whimpered spreading your legs, hiking up your nightgown. He planted feathery kisses to your torso, moving gently to your inner legs. He hooked his strong arms under your knees, pulling your wet cunt towards him. He whined into your wet pussy, plunging into it. He licked a long stripe through your lips. He placed a kiss on either side of your dripping hole before plunging his tongue inside you.

“Ah! Peeta!” you gasped as the sudden movement. You ran a hand down to grip his hair tightly. He groaned against your hole sending shivers up your spine. He fucked your tight hole with his tongue, bringing his hand up to rub your clit. Your legs shook as he held you against his greedy mouth. He caught you by surprise, shoving two fingers into your weeping hole. You practically screamed out in pleasure, his skilled hand curling and hitting your sweet spot with every pump.

“Peeta! I-I’m-,” you could barely speak, blinded by pleasure. You shook against his face, his nose bumping against your clit. He fucked your through your high before slowly pulling his soaked fingers from your sore hole and licking them clean with a pop. His gleeful face shone with your arousal in the sun.

“You’re so pretty Y/N,” he said drunkenly. You looked down to see his wet boxers.

“Peeta? Did you cum in your pants just from that?” he nodded shamefully.

“No no, it’s okay baby you did so good, come here,” you pulled him into your chest planting a sweet kiss on his soft hair. He snuggled against you, slipping back into a deep sleep in the morning sun.

#malewife #malewives #walk him like a dog #smut #imagines #peeta supremacy #the hunger games #the hunger games peeta #fanfiction writer #peeta mellark #peeta x reader #i love peeta #thg peeta #peeta #thg x reader #thg trilogy #thg smut #thg fandom

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prtymnstrr · 25 days

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high for this

pairing: best friend!coriolanus snow x fem!reader

summary: coriolanus’ first smoke sesh.

warnings: smut (no actual sex), mentions of weed, high!coriolanus, high!reader

knock, knock, knock

three frantic thuds to your bedroom door awaken you from what was about to be, as far as you were concerned, the best nap of your life.

"what," you breathe out sharply, clear agitation in your voice. you didn't bother opening your eyes, let alone getting up and opening the door.

"y/n? it's coriolanus," now that grabs your attention. "i can come back if it's not a good time."

you reluctantly roll out of bed to open the door for your best friend. he looks different, not like his usual self. disheveled clothes, messy hair, blank look on his typically focused face. something wasn't right.

you open the door just wide enough for him to enter, then immediately close it behind him. he awkwardly stumbles into the room, same demeanor of that of a lost puppy. "coryo? are you okay?" you turn to face him, placing a gentle hand on his arm.

your touch seems to startle him back to reality. he looks at your hand then up at your face, his eyes struggling to remain contact with yours. "i- i don't know." his entire face softens for the first time since he's gotten here.

"sit," you instruct, gesturing towards the foot of the bed. he complies, and you seat yourself right down next to him. "what's the matter?" you ask, keeping your voice as warm as possible, not wanting to upset the boy any further.

"it's just," three long digits rub his temples, "school and the games and everything at home... it's just too much, y/n, it's too much" he confesses with a sigh, head falling onto your shoulder.

"oh coryo," you coo, running supporting fingers through his blond locks, "i hear you."

"i just need to relax" his words come out so quiet you almost don't hear them.

"what do you need cor?" you lower your voice, matching his, "anything" you add.

"perhaps some of that green plant you keep in that drawer over there," he eyes your dresser knowingly. you'd be lying if you said his request didn't surprise you a little bit. coriolanus knew you were a smoker. and you knew he certainly wasn't.

"really?"

"really."

"alright then," you didn't question him any further. given the state he was in, a joint sounded like a perfectly sound idea.

you hop off your bed, suddenly hit with the realization of your outfit, or the lack thereof. tshirt and panties. it doesn't bother you much, not nearly as much as it bothers coryo. his lips part slightly, all the air leaving his lungs while he silently adjusts himself on the bed.

your back is turned to him, giving him the perfect view. his eyes start on your bare calves, slowly droning up to your plush thighs, then finally the exposed part of your ass peaking out from your lace underwear.

he thought he could die right there and then. but fuck, it got oh so much worse as you bent over, reaching into the bottom drawer.

coriolanus finally snaps out of it when you stand at your full height once again, turning around with your lazy smile now accompanied by a small plastic bag in one hand and rolling papers in the other. "let's light up!”

it didn't take long to kick in.

you and coriolanus now found yourselves seated on the floor, opposite to each other. you stared right at his face, too pretty for his own good. especially with red hooded eyes and a soft lively smile on his pink lips, making them look even more yummy.

"what are you looking at?" there's humor in his once tense tone.

"you,"

"oh," he breathes. a moment of silence passes by until broken again. "come here... please" it comes out way more desperate than he anticipated, but that exactly what he was. desperate.

you waste no time crawling onto his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and tangling your hands into his curls. god, he loved when you did that. it drove him absolutely crazy and you knew it. that and the fact that there were only limited pieces of clothing separating his cock from your heat. he was done for.

you straddled him, each of your legs on either side of his. you sink down on him, gasping when immediately met with how hard he is.

coriolanus looks up at you with big, pleading eyes. “y/n,”

you intervene with a hungry kiss and he doesn't hesitate to reciprocate. it's hot and sloppy. you can taste the weed still on his tongue along with a faintness of mint.

you continue working your hips on him, causing him to moan into your mouth, sending vibrations throughout your whole body. he grips them tightly, rough enough to leave marks, forcibly aiding your movements. his need even drives his hips to buck up into you, meeting you halfway. but it's not enough.

you get off him suddenly and he whines at the loss of contact. "up," you order, coriolanus blindly complying. without a word, you undo the buttons of his shirt one by one. he watches you, his eyes full of lust and burning holes into your skin.

after discarding the shirt, he leans back in, craning his neck to adjust to the height difference, and tries to kiss you. you dodge him with a smile, your focus on his pants that need to go too. your hands slide under the waistband, his hard core tensing at the sensation. you look up to him for permission. he's quick with a nod, so you proceed. your eyes locked on his as you move down with his pants.

finally satisfied, you point to the bed. he sits in his previous spot, right at the edge. you take your shirt off, revealing your perky tits, before following after him. he bites his lip so hard he could've drawn blood. by this point, there's a huge dark patch on his boxers from precum and his leg bounced in anticipation. you placed a hand on his thigh, steadying him as you practically jumped back on him.

his lips are rough against yours and his hands roam all over your body. like he couldn’t get enough. he places kisses down your jaw and neck before reaching your bare chest. they started soft, but the louder your moans got, the harder he sucked. so eager to please.

with that, the grinding resumes. as you find your rythym, coriolanus lets out a string incoherent curses his breath. “oh my god,” he rambles. with one hand on your ass, the other finds its way inbetween your legs. he reaches into your panties, making you gasp when he finds your clit. “fuck, you’re so wet.”

you can only moan in response, completely lost in sheer pleasure as he rubbed you just the right way. “i’m gonna cum, coryo,” you manage to squeak out. you’d never came from dry humping before but then again, it never felt like this.

the knot in your stomach finally burst and you felt it everywhere. with another moan, you threw your head back, nails scratching red marks into your best friend’s chest as you ride out your high.

“fuckkkk,” the feeling of you coming undone on his fingers had coryo cumming right after you, hot white strings flooding his underwear.

neither of you moved, catching your breath and realizing what just happened. "...i think i like smoking."

an: guys i actually quit smoking like half way thru writing this bc i felt like i was being watched by the government every fucking time ok bye love u

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