So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
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So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
Independent and Selective Annie Cresta, from Suzanne Collins The Hunger Games
I’m in mutuals with a lot of people I’ve never spoken to and if that’s you then I just want you to know that I’ve definitely thought about talking to you at one point and then got scared
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THE “FEELIN’ MEGA INSECURE AND UNWANTED” EDITION
sigh. you probably asked yourself sometime this week if you’re wanted, why people might be ignoring you or not want to sign on all together. When it comes to seeing the same canon character being played by a rper to feeling your original isn’t good enough. I’m here to tell you that these insecurities and feeling of being unwanted is completely normal within the rp community and here under the cut is why.
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So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
Independent and Selective Annie Cresta, from Suzanne Collins The Hunger Games
The Reaping || Old Writing
“ Female’s first” said the short stout man that was standing on the stage, he was about 5 feet tall if he was lucky, his stomach round with all the capitol food that he had eaten in the past, she waddled his way over to the big glass bowl that was sitting on a wooden podium, Annie watched as the man placed his stubby hand in the bowl as she took a breath in slowly as her sea green eyes watched him waddle back to the microphone that was centered in the middle of the stage. Annie hopped to herself that it was not going to be her, she knew that the odds were in her favor for she was just the daughter of a fishing net maker, so she did not have to take out tessera for her family, so she knew her name was only in there five times, looking back up at the man that was the escort for District four she watched as he smoothed out the piece of paper and looked at it for a moment, his voice rang out clear and deep as he spoke “Annie Cresta” he said deeply. her eyes went wide as she looked around for a moment before she straightened out her back quickly and stood up straight walking out of the crowd of other woman that she was standing with and over to the peace keepers that were standing there, she made her way up onto the stage with the Escort and smiled slightly, as she heard the man speak again “ aright time for the men” he bellowed out as he made his way over to the other glass bowl that was sitting right across from were she was, he took a paper from it and went back to the center of the stage as he called out the next name in a clear deep voice “ Cater Fillon” was the name of her District partner, she looked over at him for a moment just to shake his hand as the escort had told them to, she noticed his ice blue eyes that were covered slightly by his unkempt midnight black hair.
next thing that she knew was that she was getting ushered into the justice building with Cater and then into another small room, she took a breath in slowly as she sat in a chair that was there, she knew what was going to happen next, her family an friend were going to come say there goodbye’s to her, she turned her head for a moment as she heard a voice fighting threw the peacekeepers, it was Finnick, her Finnick, he had come to say goodbye to her, she watched him walk in and hug her quickly, she looked at him for a moment and smiled slightly “ i guess the odds were just not in my favor” she said softly as she looked at him “ this has nothing to do with the odds Annie, this is all my fault ” he said quickly, she could hear the sadness in his voice “ but you did not take my name out of the bowl, its the capitol’s fault” she said trying to make him feel better, he looked up at her “ it might have well been me Annie” he said as he dropped to his knees, she looked down at him as he spoke again “ i told them no” he said softly “ i told the capitol that i would not go the last time that they called me” she took a breath in slowly as she looked at him “ what did they say” she asked quickly “ they said that it was fine that they could not force me to do anything that i did not want to” she shook her head and looked at him as she took his hands in hers “ i will do what ever it takes to bring you home again to me Annie” he said softly as she looked at him “ you must have cared allot about me Finn” she turned away for a moment “ you know i do Annie, how can you say i dont” “ if you did not Finn, they would have left me alone” she muttered softly as she felt him take her face in his hands as she looked at him, her eyes keeping his gaze for a moment “ I love you Annie Cresta” she heard him say softly “ I love you too Finnick Odair” she whispered back softly “ i will make sure that i come home to you”….
!:Out of Rope: Slightly afraid to do a starter call because its been so long sense i have written for Annie, but might do one anyway...so basically...like for a starter?
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me: ok but are u aware that i am a massive fucking disappointment
▋“Because for just a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name. And that’s when the rest of the PARACHUTES go off.”
!:Out of Rope: I really really should be making icons for Annie right now, but i am sitting here watching youtube.
So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
Independent and Selective Annie Cresta, from Suzanne Collins The Hunger Games
I am a Selective Roleplayer, and that is due to the fact that things in the past have shown that it is better then trying to please everyone.
I do not allow any god modding, i will personally message you if i want to write something that involves your character to get your approval and i only ask the same thing.
The Driver can get busy at times and I understand that other people are busy as well so please for the love of everything do not pester me for replies, sometimes others come easier then others so it may take me longer to get to yours. so please do not pester.
If i have forgotten your reply do not hesitate to remind me about it, sometimes i can be forgetful or do not see that you replied to me, so come into my inbox…i do not bite….that hard that is. Please know that i do not do the greeting posts, dont expect them from me, i may do some of them but i have to be in the mood for it. that being said if you would like to do something like that, you are more then welcome to or come into my inbox and we can plot, i dont post them myself so do not expect them.
I am a para/ multi para rper.
I write in third person only i do not do first person, honestly it creeps me out.
I am up to date with the Movies and books and willing to do anything from it, or anything that you have idea wise.
I will play with OC’s and do Crossovers.
I will not hop into a relationship with just anyone, our characters must have a spark or something like that.
So that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
Independent and Selective Annie Cresta, from Suzanne Collins The Hunger Games