I Don't Like Sweet Things 'I volunteer as tribute!!' And before I could even register what I was saying, the world around me fell into chaos and blurriness. Katniss, my best friend was screaming beside me, telling me to stop. Over her, I couldn't hear who was being called for the boys. Instead, I felt strong arms grab my own ones tight and start pulling me towards the doors. Tears. Page 2 Imagines one shots and preferences:finnick odair #1 smuty/dirty (The Hunger Games Catchingfire) ''done'' - This wil have al kinds of short stories engli. My Smol Bean. Home Wanna talk? Submit Archive Random Feed. I'm only in it for the FanFics. Requests: Gif imagines: Open. One Shots: Open. Masterlist Wattpad AO3. Dec 03, 2015 107 notes. Permalink Reblog. Filed under. 41: Finnick Odair. Originally posted by joshclaflin. 41: Please, take me instead. The people form District Four stood to watch the reaping for the 75th Hunger Games. Hey, I want to do more one shots and I am taking requests. Comment your name, the person you want it about and what kind of story, happy, sad and if you can think of one a scenario! Safe (Finnick Odair X Reader) by Miss- Union- Jack on Deviant. Art. “And the female tribute for District 4 is _y/n _ _l/n_!” The Capitol representative said in an overly cheery voice. Your eyes widened, and you walked up to the stage, tears threatening to spill from your eyes as you looked at the heartbroken face of your boyfriend. Well you weren’t technically sure if you could call him that, but you weren’t sure what you were supposed to call him. The Capitol forced him to sleep with people, and of course Finnick couldn’t refuse because then they’d hurt you. Hey guys. So this is my first Odesta fanfic, it's going to be a series of one-shots centering the relationship of Finnick and Annie. Some of it are sad some of it are happy. Im pretty fucking nervous about this, because i always get nervous when i write fanfic for a new fandom. anyway, to start this off, i’m (hopefully) gonna be doing a few of these odesta one shots. i have a few things planned out and i actually wanted to jump right into those because i actually really like some of that stuff, but i figured i’d start at the beginning, when finnick met annie. Imagines one shots and preferences:finnick odair #1 smuty/dirty (The Hunger Games Catchingfire) ''done'' - This wil have al kinds of short stories english and. ![]() You just had to accept it; you knew it wasn’t his fault, it was just how the world worked now. And then when you stood next to him and you and Finnick were forced to shake hands, his façade cracked. He always acted like he was happy all the time for the Capitol, but he didn’t now. Instead of just shaking your hand and letting you go, he held your hand and pulled you into his chest, clutching you tightly to him. You could faintly hear him muttering “No, no, no…” over and over again. Peacekeepers then pulled you apart, before dragging you both onto the train that would take you to the Capitol, and your death. The trip to the Capitol would only take a day or two, but you immediately went to Finnick’s cabin on the train; you wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. You found Finnick sitting on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands. You immediately rushed over to him and wrapped your arms around him, cuddling him close to you.“It’ll be okay.” You murmured softly. No, it won’t __y/n__. One of us, probably both of us, is going to die. It’s not going to be okay.” Finnick then pressed kisses to your temples, then to your cheeks, then finally your lips. You felt wetness on your cheeks, and looked up to see tears slipping from his eyes. You separated your lips from his and pushed him gently onto the bed before curling into his side as tears fell from your own eyes. This was not fair. You both won your games, you both played by the Capitol’s rules, and now you’d never get to get married, have kids, and see them grow up. You buried your head in his shirt, and sobbed into his chest. Finnick rubbed your back soothingly, and after a few minutes you fell asleep. Finnick stared down at your sleeping form, so small in comparison to his own muscular one. As Finnick stroked your hair, he came to the conclusion that he would do whatever it took to keep you alive. But even once they found one other, the two could not escape the trials of their era. A 19th-century Odesta historical AU. Language: English Words. mentor and a rebel mastermind. A snap shot of different aspect and centred around Haymitch's life. A collection of one-shots, timelines are random. I accept prompts. Language: English Words: 48,167 Chapters: 25/? Comments: 78. Annie Cresta & Finnick Odair (10) Additional Tags Additional Tags Alternate Universe - Modern Setting (101). Finnick got down on one knee, and pulled out a silver, twisted ring, and you wondered vaguely when or where he got it, but all thought was driven from your mind when he said those four little words. Safe (Finnick Odair X Reader) by Miss-Union-Jack Watch. Literature / Fan Fiction / Romance ©2013-2016 Miss-Union-Jack. I do not own the Hunger Games trilogy or any of its characters, all rights go to their rightful owners. Home Community Books Hunger Games Hunger Games One-Shots: A Unique Take at the World. Hunger Games One-Shots: A Unique Take at the World. Follow. Focus: Books Hunger Games, Since: 07-27-11. Story of Finnick Odair and his life after his Hunger Games. One-shot. Hunger Games - Rated: T - English - Chapters: 1 - Words: 583 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Published: 6/24/2013 - Finnick O. - Complete. When Haymitch invited Finnick in on the plan to get Katniss out of the Quarter Quell, he agreed to help, but only if you got out too. Haymitch said he’d try, but no promises were made. Finnick was now on the hovercraft with several of the other victors, including Katniss, but you were nowhere to be found. When Finnick confronted Haymitch about it, Haymitch had told him that they had tried, but regrettably, they had been unable to get you out. Finnick had walked out of the room then; he could feel his eyes watering. This was NOT how it was supposed to happen. If anything were to happen to anyone, it should have been him. In Finnick’s eyes, it was his fault. He couldn’t keep you safe, and now you were paying the price. You were in the Capitol, and you would almost surely be killed. Finnick sighed as he walked aimlessly around the hovercraft; all he wanted was you, safe in his arms again.- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- “Finnick?” You croaked out weakly when the doctors had finally released you into District 1. Finnick could barely believe his eyes when he saw you, looking battered and bruised and much too thin, but alive. Finnick cried joyfully, before running across the room and embracing you in a tight hug. Your frail arms clutched onto him tightly as tears streamed down your face.“I- I thought I’d n- never see you a- again.” You choked out after Finnick released you. Finnick just crushed his lips onto yours, pressing his body against yours as he pulled you closer. I love you so much __y/n__.” Finnick said when you broke apart. Finnick got down on one knee, and pulled out a silver, twisted ring, and you wondered vaguely when or where he got it, but all thought was driven from your mind when he said those four little words.“Will you marry me?”- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- You of course, said yes, and it was now the day of the wedding, and even though you knew it was stupid to be nervous when there was a war happening, you still felt butterflies dancing around in your stomach as several women from District 1. It was a simple white dress, covered in lace, with sheer, lacey, elbow length sleeves, and a simple skirt that flowed to your knees. Your __h/c__ hair was braided, before it was carefully pulled into a bun, and as the women who were helping you get dressed handed you a bouquet of white calla lilies, you felt yourself tearing up. You and Finnick were about to get married, and all it took was a revolution for it to be possible. With one last glance in the mirror, you followed the women out the door, and into the large room, filled with anxious people. You didn’t know most of them, but you didn’t care. Finnick was there, at the end of that isle waiting for you, and that was all that mattered. You looked straight forward, and saw Finnick standing at the end of the isle, looking incredibly handsome in a simple black suit, white button up, and bluey- green bowtie. The bowtie brought out his eyes amazingly, and when you were finally at the end of the isle and staring into them, you could feel yourself drowning in them. You zoned out for most of the vows, instead focusing your attention on Finnick.“I do.” That brought you back into reality, and you smiled at Finnick with watery eyes. He grinned back, and after a moment it was your turn, and you managed to say “I do” without stuttering terribly. You may now kiss the bride.” The pastor said with a smile on his face. You and Finnick both leaned in, his hand coming up to cup your cheek and yours curling into his shirt. The kiss was possibly the best kiss you two had ever shared, full of love and promises and something so undeniably sweet that it caused tears to fall from your eyes. When Finnick saw your tears, several of them fell from his own eyes as well, and you both walked through the crowd in a blurry, saltwatery haze. The rest of the wedding went wonderfully, and when you and Finnick finally got back to your shared compartment, both of you were incredibly exhausted, and fell asleep immediately. Are you sure?” Finnick asked, and you could hear fear and hope mingling together in his voice. You nodded your head slowly, and when Finnick rested his head on your stomach, you knew that the hope had won out. With a smile, you ran your hands through your husband’s sandy blonde hair, and for a while, you almost forgot that you were in the midst of a rebellion. You almost forgot that is, until Finnick had to go to the Capitol with some of Coin’s army. And you knew that there was a good chance he wouldn’t come back.“Please don’t leave.” You stated, lips quivering, eyes watering.“I have to. For- ” Finnick started before you cut him off. No, you don’t. What do I do if you die? Do you seriously think I can survive without you? Do you think the baby will be able to live without you? We need you Finnick.” You pleaded as tears slid down your cheeks. Finnick kissed your tears away, before he pecked your lips.“I’ll be back. I promise.” - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- The Capitol had finally fallen, and the districts were free. Everyone was free. No more Hunger Games, no more Peacekeepers, none of that anymore. And, like he had promised, Finnick had come back. He had several chunks taken out of his legs by mutts, but he was alive, and that was what mattered. You felt Finnick thrashing around in his sleep on your shared bed, and hurriedly moved to calm him.“Shh. Shhh. It’s okay Finnick. You’re safe.” You spoke softly, and stroked his hair until he calmed down. He awoke a moment later, sweaty, pale faced, and breathing heavily. He looked at you for a moment, as if deciding if you were real, before burying his head into your neck. You held him, being mindful of your swollen stomach, and murmured a lullaby in his ear. After a moment, Finnick slumped into unconsciousness, and you gently lowered him back onto the bed, before you laid your head on his chest. You fell asleep to the steady beat of his heart, content now that the war was over and you’d finally be able to start a family with the love of your life. Hunger Games One- Shots: A Unique Take at the World"For a long time, I felt like I couldn't walk, couldn't even stand, without you two to be my legs. But then I realized that I don't need legs: I am the mockingjay, and you two are my wings. I don't need to walk, because you two taught me how to fly. You taught me the song, and that is what has helped me fly all of these years." One- shot in Katniss's POV. WARNING: MAJOR SPOILERS! Hunger Games - Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,1. Reviews: 5 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 5 - Published: 1. Katniss E., Prim E., Rue.
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