more of your drifter and stalker. and operator and umbra.
Some drifter and stalker for now, operator and umbra later :)
I wonder how long its been since Sorren's presence was appreciated by someone who didn't demand something from him?
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Drifter to stalker- "Thanks frrr... helpin' my sorry ass out... Lucky t' have ya..."
All of stalkers thought bubbles read "lucky to have you"
Ordis goes, "Getting blood all Over my codex table, he has a ROOM you know," Then, "If you weren't here to help..." then, "This is acceptable" as he's snuggled by a dozing drifter.
At the bottom, Hunhow says, "Shadow, what the hell took you so long?" And stalker responds, "Our drifter is an idiot."
Next panel, Hunhow goes, "So... its our drifter, now?" And stalker goes "DONT."
The inflow of character x reader and character X OC (which is either way self inserting, let's be serious) with any and all Targaryen males that AKOTSK brought about does make me feel some relief that this fandom isn't just salivating after the most mid-looking, shitty character personality men as a standard (ie the male Greens in HOTD).
However, it does prove something. They are on hands and knees for Targaryens. Period.
Can everyone as a fandom just drop the holier-than-thou attitude towards Targaryen stanning" and admit at this point they're the GOAT Westeros House RE: popularity...?
Are we still pretending otherwise, in between the posted fics of "OCs" marrying both Baelor and Maekar in sequence?
Niran is so protective of Pete. Like this scene could very well read as Niran just looking out for himself, but he’s really also looking after Pete
The demon living inside of Pete is completely harmless right now and he knows that if he tries to help him remove it that it could very well make everything ten times worse or possibly kill Pete. He’s playing it off like he’s just looking out for himself but I think he’s trying to persuade Pete to leave it alone for his sake as well
Me and Bakugou showing up to the school like “So is the lil shit that was bullying our kid’s friend getting suspended too orrrr???”
Like yeah fosho Kenzo should be suspended for beating that kid’s ass we ain’t arguing that. But if my kid has to be the protector for his friend cuz YOU can’t control a child or at least protect them…there’s a problem here. Put that kid in detention or SOMETHING. He sure as hell ain’t walking away Scott free just because everyone feels bad he got his ass beat by my son. Maybe next time he’ll watch his fucking mouth.
Summary: The moment you hit the force field, nothing mattered to Finnick anymore.
Warnings: Nothing that I can think of
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The moment you hit the force field, nothing mattered to Finnick anymore.
He was supposed to care about the Mockingjay and her lover. He was supposed to care about getting them out of the arena safely. He was not supposed to care about some girl he met at the Capitol. He was not supposed to care about this previous Victor who had been forced into prostitution just as he had been.
The moment you hit the force field, nothing mattered to Finnick anymore except getting you to breathe again.
He pushed Peeta out of the way as soon as he said your heart had stopped. Finnick started CPR.
“Come on, sweet girl.” Finnick encouraged between filling your lungs with his breath. “You’re not gonna quit on me that easy, right...? We still have so much to do...I have so much to tell you...Come on, baby...Come on...Come on, come on!”
As Finnick was pumping your chest hard to try to get something to happen, something did.
You took a big gulp of air, and slowly opened your eyes. “Finn...?”
He didn’t know what to do with himself. “Y/n?” He took you in his arms and hugged you. “Thank you, thank you.” He didn’t know who or what he was thanking. Finnick pulled you back to look at you, and he saw that you were still a little out of it. He cupped the side of your face with his hand. “Keep your eyes open,” he softly pleaded. “Just keep them open.”
“...me,” you mumbled.
“What?”
“Why did you save me?” you spoke a little clearer. “I’m...I’m not planning on making it out of here a second time.”
Those words tore a hole through Finnick’s heart. He put on a smirk to hid the pain and leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Well, I have a plan that’ll get us all out of here. You, me, Peeta, Mags, and Katniss. Just keep going for me, okay?” His words were low enough that the people around him didn’t hear, he doubted that a single camera picked up what he had said.
You had no reason to believe him. Not without some follow up questions, at least. But Finnick knew you would believe his words. It was the same reason you believed him in the Capitol when he said that holding each other would protect you both from nightmares. And it did. So that was why you got up, without question, and continued leading your small pack through the jungle.
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*Extended Ending*
Almost as soon as the sliding door on the hovercraft opened, Finnick was rounding the table to get to you. “Y/n.”
“Finnick?”
He explained, “We’re going to District 13. We all got out. You, me, Peeta, Katniss. It’s all okay.” He hugged you as tight as he could, then pulled back so he could rest his forehead on yours. “Can I kiss you?” It had been all he wanted to do since you had gotten free.
“There’s no more cameras around?” was all you asked in return.
Finnick shook his head.
Without another word, you pulled him in by the shirt he was wearing. You kissed Finnick for the first time.
He lost all control and all but slammed you against a nearby wall in his desperate attempt to get closer to you.
That was as far as you and Finnick before Haymitch broke the two of you up, claiming he wanted to “shield the eyes of the young.”
