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@tritcnt
INDEPENDENT HIGHLY SELECTIVE MULTI-MUSE played be Alex.
fandoms and characters such as CLARK KENT from DC, Fast and Furious, Friends, Grey’s Anatomy, HARRY POTTER from Harry Potter, Hunger Games, STEVE ROGERS & JAMES BARNES from Marvel, Office, LUCAS SCOTT from One Tree Hill, Orange is the New Black Pretty Little Liars, Queer as Folk, Star Trek, REY from Star Wars, & ADEN from The 100
three word starters.
adeloes:
❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜
‘ I’m sorry, I just ‘ her hands shake, her body is tired, but still relaxes into his touch. The woman breaths to think, keep a clear mind. ‘ I couldn’t sleep. ‘
‘it’s fine, but you need to get some sleep.’ finnick knew it was easier said then done. pulling his hand back down to his side but KEEPING his soft gaze upon her.
she had PULLED her legs onto the COUCH, TUCKING them under one another as her GAZE followed the OTHER. though on the INSIDE she was TERRIFIED the INEVITABLE death following CLOSE BEHIND her as her MIND trailed to the WORST possible OUTCOMES. she had to REMAIN strong, put on some sort of MASK to block the TEARS and only SHOW SMILES. she had to show him that she was WORTH training and taking all the way to the END. she had to PROVE to him that she wasn’t just some GIRL ready to give up and quit. that she was DETERMINED to go home to her BROTHER.
GLANCING out the window she had STARTED WONDERING how things were going to PLAY out. she had the STAMINA and physical ability to join the CAREERS, but every year MOST of the District Four tributes were TORN apart because HOLING onto large spears WEIGHTS you down when FIGHTING someone with a SWORD. “ your break is leading kids to their deaths. I guess that Capitol isn't as nice as its supposed to be. ”
‘you’ll learn more into that one way or ANOTHER’ if she won the games it would be a WHOLE OTHER STORY, but if she died it wouldn’t be by a tributes hand, it would be by the capitols. Every single tribute death was by the capitol. No matter how many Finnick had KILLED he knew it was just the capitol strings PULLING him like a puppet. He hadn’t known it back then but he knew it NOW. Looking at every tribute almost as good as DEAD, because their was no winning the games, only LOOSING less. Once you ‘won’ so to SPEAK you were just thrusted into another set of games, ones that has a much WORST FATE THAN DEATH.
‘tell me about yourself Annie. your family, siblings, parents. Then tell me how you’ll win the game.SKILLS. what sets you apart from any other tribute.’ finnick had finished with the small talk and now his eyes SCANNED her face. every tribute deserved just a good of chance as WINNING as the rest, but finnick wasn’t going to put all his chips in one basket if they didn’t have the STARTING skills to win anyways.
this whole thing was stupid and pointless. nothing good could come out of this, but yet that smirk on his lips offers her some relief, so while his mind is set that she couldn’t possible do it katniss leans up and lets her lips trace the curve of his own. not chaste, not harsh; just her lips ghosting over his.
all of this was a game to Finnick Odair. His life was a game. Because if he didn’t act like it was, the capitol would consume him. Adding humor to each terror event in order to save himself. eyes scanned the woman in front of him as she watched her lean up, feeling his own breath escape his lips. the ghost of her lips made him almost shutter.
@tritcnt, continued from x
❝ I didn’t realize we HAD an audience, ❞
But when he pulls her in for the kiss and she doesn’t pull away, her head clouds. This isn’t the way it’s supposed to go, and she knows she should slap him for touching her like he had any right to. And when he pulls away and requests payment, she scoffs and wipes her mouth as if the kiss had soiled her lips. ❝ That kind of show will get you killed, Finnick. There’s your secret. ❞
‘oh, and who exactly is going to kill me? Haven’t you heard, I’m the capitol darling.... and you’re the girl on fire, the darling of the citizens. I m a g i n e what Caesar would have to say about us. Imagine the uproar. Imagine Snow’s face.’ Finnick can’t help but smirk as he steps back, releasing breath from his lips that had formerly been upon hers.
“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.”
@tritcnt.
‘ Finnick? ‘ the small steps could be heard as she walked, carefully placing her feet on the ground. ‘ Are you sleeping? ‘
‘Annie? What are you doing awake?’ Finnick steps towards her, a hand coming up to b r u s h against the side of her cheek, eyes scanning her facial features.
“Want a sugar cube?”
BUT THERE ARE MUCH WORSE GAMES TO PLAY.
&. @tritcnt
SHOCKED, it was the only WORK that could come to her HEAD right now as she BOARDED the TRAIN. the loose piece of rope between her FINGERS gifted from her PARENTS before they sent her off into the hands of the capitol. she didn’t UNDERSTAND why out of the THOUSANDS of people that LIVED in Four she was the one to be MATCHED up against the twenty three other kids and fight to the DEATH. the games itself brought NO FEAR to her. but the fear that she could BECOME the monsters that were NOTHING but BLOOD THIRSTY made her FREEZE in her seat.
she was STARING out the window, WATCHING as people waved the TRIBUTES goodbye soon to NEVER see them again. once they were ENCLOSED by the darkness of the tunnels she turned her ATTENTION to the blonde man whom everyone KNEW as Finnick Odair. FAMOUS for being the youngest Victor to be ALIVE at this moment. she WANTED to give him a SMILE, something to SAVE them from the awkward silence that filled the room.
“ so your our mentor this year? don't you ever get a break. ”
This train was ALL too familiar for him, time didn’t seem to EVER pass before he was back on them. Finnick’s eyes w a n d e r e d over to Annie, scanning her expressions. He found the different expression on each tributes enticing. EACH one was different, some contemplated fear of the LIFE OF A VICTOR and what that meant, others feared death, while some had pride written all over their face and were STARVING FOR BLOOD.
“You’ve mistaken. This is my break,” Finnick replies.
Being a mentor meant taking a SLIGHT step back from...the usual escapades which wasn’t something he was going to complain about. He had E N O U G H secrets cashed in his pocket for the month. The games MEANT he could loosen up on being THE CAPITOL DARLING a little, seeing as most of the eyes were no longer on him but the tributes. Unable to help the feeling of being sorry for them, knowing that the LIFE OF A VICTOR wasn’t all it cracks up to be. Thinking they should almost e n v y the ones that pictures flashed through the air as a cannon S U N G through the air. But the blonde didn’t DARE show any part of that feeling, he masked everything behind a smug smirk, a cocky attitude and a c o u p l e sugar cubes.
❝Why do people wear boxers? They’re just like small pants.❞
‘looks like someone had one too many drinks,’
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us and we drown.
‘ —————— i’m not entirely sure you understand what that does to me. i’m not sure you’ll like the idea of me showing you. but if you insist…. ‘
‘show me what you’ve got’ A smug smirk curved it’s way onto his chastity lips. A low chuckle leaving his throat.
*BIG FINNICK SMOOCHES*
FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES
3/3
Although Finnick wanted to follow her back to District 12 to live out his days, his home had always been here. And he would have been taken out of place if he lived anywhere else. And vice versa, she couldn’t stay, she didn’t belong. Her home was district 12 and with the amount of people she had lost she deserved to return and Finnick didn’t dare take that away from her by asking her to stay. The rebellion was over and finally the capitol no longer owned him. Lips met hers for the last time in a goodbye kiss, a soft smile crossing his face.
‘goodbye Katniss Everdeen.’
for once she wasn’t the girl on fire, for the last time, Finnick uttered her name.
