good thing we're allies, right?

fi-nick o-dair [fih-x-nih-ck oh-deh-r ] [ n ] twenty four years old, victor of the 65th, perpetually tormented, lover of simple things, capitol whore, part time mentor, full time asshole.

[xarcana]

holla i now i have wishlist up

i'm gonna vanish over to blight.

[date-tveit]

this is definitely one of his best photoshoots imo. ❤️

[donnynovas]

[xarcana]

"I dream sometimes of what my next musical project is going to be. I’m never ever going away. As long as they’ll have me, I’ll be there."

[xarcana]

RP Christmas Wishlist

AU where Finnick was grabbed by the Capitol?

Daddy!Finnick stuff.

More if Finnick hadn't sided with Katniss stuff.

More 74th stuff.

Modern!AU?

Zombie!AU?

Mockingjay!Finnick

[xarcana]

"You've been a lot busier than I thought..." she murmured, trailing off when her gaze fell to the baby again.

"His names Theo — Cute, huh? Looks like Annie"

[ixsaidxreal]

Cradling the baby against her chest, she watched Fin closely, wanting him to know that even if she hadn’t faced the same horrors he had, she would be there for him, no matter what. 

The news about Snow’s plan for her all along didn’t surprise her, but she hadn’t known of Finn’s involvement in it. If anything, he hadn’t made a single move against her that she was aware of and she swallowed thickly, feeling even more guilty about Annie now. Not that she expected Snow would have returned her to the victor if the Mockingjay fell in the arena, but if he had really believed the President to that degree, to take all his words to heart, then why would he risk it? 

"I’m sorry. I knew he was a manipulative bastard, but I didn’t know how far he could go…" Or she had known, having heard it before, but she hadn’t wanted to accept the fate of the others, or the life he intended to enforce on her. "And thank you. For not killing me." 

[xarcana]

Finnick frowned slightly, pulling a hand through his hair and sighing quietly. She wouldn't understand, a lot of them wouldn't understand. It was different for the people they considered desirables

"See, I knew after the whole cave thing, that you did care for him, and I think that's why I didn't go through with it." He knew what it was like to care for someone, to risk your life for them. It was too hard to give up with. "I palmed the blame off on Gloss and Cashmere's tributes for me not doing anything about you" A light shrug, and Finnick is licking at his bottom lip again, hands nervously gripping at the rope he kept around his wrist. Finnick frowned again, burying his teeth into his lip

"-- I was so young when I started whoring myself out." He bit back a soft whine "I was so influential. It wasn't like I'd hear what he'd say and think somehting isn't right. I just wanted to be loved, which I'd lost winning the games."

[mikaels-son]

           A strangled moan left his parted lips at the touch of hands, a gasp when it was replaced by a set of full lips. He knew he had to. To relax, to allow himself respite from the code. And damn Finnick if he wasn’t apt for doing just the opposite. Winding him up like a child’s toy, his hands, his lips, his mouth working such treachery the likes of which Klaus had never felt before. Holding himself in place, Klaus heaved a large sigh of relief. Nothing had felt like this before, he wasn’t dreaming. He wasn’t being manipulated. He was feeling every bestowed worship to his body. Without the means to stop them, his hands touched kindly to the boy’s head, fingertips tightening in curls to steady himself.

          There was far too much to the sensation. The pleasure rolled from him and Finnick was hardly one to abet it. His tongue, vicious and rolling, only fueled him further. A sinful settling of need washing through him as assault after assault crashed his nerves with something worse than desire. When he felt all but consumed, Klaus lost himself. The touch of teeth to his hard cock completely maddening. He wasn’t sure if he had felt orgasm, or if he’d finally been tortured long enough not to know the difference. But his body fell slack, crumpling over Finnick for a moment as he released in his mouth, eyes just barely open. For all that it had taken, the energy, the pleasure, Klaus needed to keep himself lively enough to keep him there. To make sure Finnick would not dress and leave.

          For a moment he was breathless, sucking in air by the lungful and feeling nothing but agonizing pleasure. Collapsed backward on to the bed, Klaus struggled to keep himself in the grips of reality. Slowly, he reached out, his arm extended, hand outstretched. “Finnick,” he beckoned, calling him closer. This wasn’t allowed. Klaus wasn’t permitted to want more, but he had more secrets, if that’s what it would take. His body was exhausted, probably more so than the boy’s. Finnick had suffered through so much worse, and yet Klaus was beguiled, too awestruck by the swirl of endorphins in his brain.

[xarcana]

          The taste was salty, and god, Finnick was reeling in it. The taste was different from the many Capitol women, or the men that had been pumped with god knows what. It was fantastic, and as his mouth parted, the Victor lapped at his bottom lip, the taste sticking to his lip somewhat. It was unnounced, but he had maneged to stand, and grabbed at the clothes that had been disposed of, and it wasn't until someone called his name, that Finnick bothered to stop. He had to stay -- if he even thought of moving, lord only knew what Klaus could say to the people who controlled him. It was painful to think of, beccause no matter what, if he even thought of leaving, Finnick would get in trouble. His fingers worked the buttons through the whole of his shirt, and Finnick sighed quietly. What could he say? What could he do that wouldn't end up with his head on a platter? The thought was allowing his mind to go hauwire, and his head shook.

          He wasn't allowed to have any form of connections. Finnick was nothing but a Capitol whore, he wasn't allowed to like people, or anyone that came in. They were just a quick fuck, and they'd be gone. "I can't." A slight frown followed. He wanted to. Finnick had no idea why, but he wanted to stay. Maybe it was the heat that still radiated off of his body, or maybe it was the lack of intrusion that made him want to stay, but there were people that needed to see him, people that he had to sort out seeing. "I just can't." He didn't want to explain, and no doubt Klaus would want him too. Finnick took in a heavy breath, hands pulling through his hair, mussling it up more than what it already was "Grab your clothes. Leave some money on the side if you want to." There was that shame on his face, the heat that had pressed against his cheeks was now deep red.

          Finnick understood in a way where the other might have been coming from. Most of the women were like that. They give him time and space to relax, and not panic about what the next person would bring, but he got over it. Finnick would always have to get over it, and pulling the jeans up and over his hips, Finnick turned to glance at the bed, face contorted in a strange position "You can't stay here. You can't just want more. No-one asks for more. It's just how it happens"

[xarcana]

maybe replies will be sooner

wifi seems to be working on laptop

[xarcana]

i'm gonna take a break from finnick.

just until the 29th?

i'll be back after

[xarcana]

here she is. but from now until my muse decides to come back. finnick is on hiatus

"you've got about as much charm as a dead slug" haydyn abernathy | victor | mentor | drunk.

[xarcana]

someone think me up a name.

bc i'm liking haymea right now.

[xarcana]

i'm tossing up either holland or hera.

[xarcana]

thecapitolchild said: FEMALE HAYMITCH oH YES

cAN YOU THINK OF A NAME THO?

[xarcana]

or maybe.

a female haymitch

bc i have a gr8 fc

[xarcana]

gfdi why is deciding on a name so hard

[xarcana]

fuck it i'm gonna go with man mags

because hershel.

[xarcana]

constantgrief said: either would be AWESOME! I wouldn’t mind seeing male!johanna

i'm just losing my muse for finnick -- because so many better ones have appeared. it's all just dependent on if i can make icons for my fc for him ><

burntbreadpeeta said: Jonathan Mason, I’ve been thinking about doing that one too actually >_>

i'm not sure, but i like both of the fc's i have chosen and it's just. gshgfdkhgfkhds

[xarcana]

i really wanna genderbend a hg character

but

my mind is pulling me towards mags.

or johanna