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I was looking at my drawing I did of Finnick from a few days ago and thought the random stray hair highlights I added actually looked more like gray hairs. And then I couldn't shake the idea of (handsome, darling of The Capitol) Finnick going gray at 24 from all the stess, bad diet, lack of light, etc that he went through at the beginning of Mockingjay
#fun fact!#(not so fun)#i was admitted to the mental hospital at 16/17#and i was so stressed out i literally grayed + lost my hair#this is entirely plausible#finnick ily ur just like me
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I just love the differences in Finnicks personality you see coming up when he gets Annie back. The capitol buit him up to have this sexy and seductive mannerism, and years of that is hard to overturn. Inside, he just wanted to quit all that and go back to his sweet Annie.
When he finally gets her back, he becomes so much kinder and gentler. Annie reverses all the evil the capitol did to him. She makes him into who really always was. He forgets all the pain, because none of that matters anymore. He’s with his one true love
“So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers, but a poor, mad girl back home”
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Finnick Odair who kisses you senseless every time he comes home from fishing or swimming when you don’t go with him, because “even an hour is too long without you”. you forgive the slight taste of salt on his lips.
Finnick Odair who quite literally worships the ground you walk on. who spends hours just kissing and loving and doting on you if you let him, worshipping you for all that you are.
Finnick Odair who is scared to show you his “weak” side. who is scared to show you his trauma or panic attacks even though you share most of his past. who finds home in your arms once he finally accepts comfort.
Finnick Odair who will do everything in his power to cheer you up. He will move all the furniture in your shared living room and put on your favorite music so you two can dance. He will cook or bake your favorite dish (to the best of his abilities. he tries). He would hang the moon for you if he could. And he melts when you tell him that all you need in the end is him.
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HELLO BABYGIRLS!! im so sorry for disappearing, it will happen again. Also, switching up who i write for because im feeling inspired by the hunger games right now so i hope anyone that sees this enjoys it ☺️ feedback much appreciated i literally haven’t written since like…september i think so im rusty. plus i haven’t don’t a format like this so lmk!! ily!!
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No I swear I'm just working 😭😭
not my heart breaking cause there’s been no finnick odair uploads for 3 days 😭😭 is everyone falling out of their obsession now?
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Hi hello hi my love, I was scrolling through your posts to make you a little collage and I saw that my bb boy finnick bbgorl love is on your list for your follower celebration !!
If it pleases you, would you write something domestic with the love of my life finnick? And congrats again, ilysm!!!
I love you!! And I love my babygirl <3
When Finnick returns from the beach, you’re still sound asleep, and he’d be a little jealous of your rest if you didn’t look so angel, so peaceful and perfect as you lay twisted in the sheets, mouth parted as you breath and eyelashes kissing your delicate skin. You’re bathed in warm sunlight sneaking in through the gauzy curtains you love so much that do so little to keep the light out.
He should shower, rinse away the sand and salt crystals sticking to his body, but he knows you love the way he smells when he comes straight from the ocean, like salt and oranges and something so deep and clean you’re like to drown in it, and the saltwater only makes his curls more pronounced and he’s loathe to make you frown when you see him, so he decides he won’t shower until you wake, until you smile and hug him with your nose pressed to his throat. He knows you’d kill him if he got sand in the sheets, so even though it pains him, he walks from the bedroom and leaves you to your slumber, missing you as soon as he closes the door.
It doesn’t take long for you to emerge, squinting against the sunlight and your hair sticking up in gravity defying designs.
“When’d you get back?” You ask, sounding sleepy and a little pouty that he’s been home and you didn’t know.
“Just now, I was just about to wake you,” he lies, but then you smile and everything’s worth it, and you’re stepping around the counter to wrap your arms around his waist, settling your face into the crook of his neck, and everything he’s ever survived is worth it for this very moment.
“You smell nice,” your voice is muffled against his skin but he can hear your smile, and it would be impossible to keep a smile off his face when you look and sound and act the way you do. He just hums in acknowledgment, too overwhelmed with too many feelings to trust his voice.
You detach from him, and he’s suddenly much colder than he’s ever been without your sleepy warmth at his back, but you’re yawning and stretching and he can’t complain when you look so lovely. Your legs are exposed, long expanses of skin and slight bruises and he knows what you’re going to ask before you even open your mouth.
“Wanna go back to the beach later? I miss the sun,” you say as if you aren’t his own personal sunshine, as if you wouldn’t eclipse the sun and moon and stars in your beauty, but it’s been dark and rainy for the past few days and he understands your craving for the sunshine and the heat that comes with it. He agrees readily, wanting nothing more than to see you smile, grin stretching from ear to ear and crinkling your eyes. Every time he sees you, he swears you’ve never looked more beautiful, only to think the same thing a second later, again and again as you continue to prove him wrong.
The day is lazy and balmy, heat filtering in from your open windows and your sun-warmed skin, having spent the rest of the morning stretched out along the beach, napping under the sun while Finnick took care to remind you to flip this way and that to protect your skin as much as possible. You’re still sleepy now, the sun making you drowsy, and Finnick feels much the same, lulled to the brink of sleep as you run your hair through his curls, longer and lighter than they’ve ever been as he settles into this peaceful life with you.
Sometimes he’s afraid to sleep, afraid to wake up, afraid that everything he’s had with you, the life you’ve carefully crafted hand in hand, will all be a magnificently painful dream that will disappear the second he opens his eyes. You’re always there, though, angelic asleep next to him or gently twisting your fingers through his hair or doing your own thing in one of the other rooms in your house.
Now, though, he couldn’t fight the urge to sleep even if he wanted to, the exhaustion from his early morning swim finally catching up to him and the steady rise and fall of your breathing relaxes him more than he’d ever think possible, and it’s only moments later that the two of you are fast asleep, bathed in golden light as the sun crawls from the sky. You’ll wake later and complain about being too well rested to sleep through the night, but once you find yourself wrapped in your soft sheets and Finnick’s soft embrace, you’ll fall asleep again, peaceful and perfect and the routine will start again, like the most wonderful dream.
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there's something unholy about him and I need him so badly
also sam claflin in daisy jones ...
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Thinking again about how Suzanne esentially subverted the "beloved famous man that is actually a horrible person in real life" with Finnick, who is the complete opposite of that.
Finnick has this whole image costructed around him by the people that abused him for years: the Capitol's darling, their golden boy, the sex symbol of Panem, the man that has countless lovers but leaves them constantly and doesn't look back etc. And you would expect, initially, to meet a man that retains at least a part of that persona in his day to day life. But Finnick doesn't, not even one bit.
You see instead a man that is deeply in love and completely devoted to the one woman he quite literally adores, a man that protects Mags, his old mentor and his mother figure, as much as he can, a man that wouldn't leave Johanna behind, a man that gathers whatever strenght he has left to speak publicly about the abuse inflicted upon him at the government's hands; the opposite of what the Capitol's media and reputation made him out to be.
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just imagining when you and finnick finally, finally get together and all three of you are hanging out like usual and your brother realizes HES been the third wheel and not you.
"are you guys serious?" your brother sounds miffed, which causes you and Finnick to look over. "every time we hangout?"
you give him a confused and pointed look, while finnick just laughs. your boyfriend's fist connects with your brother's shoulder playfully as he laughs. "c'mon, man, you're just now figuring that out?"
and now you're miffed. because finnick, inadvertently, is talking about your sex life with your brother, who looks to be embarrassed as you're starting to get. you sit up the slightest bit to look at finnick in the eye, hand splayed on his chest. "if you don't shut the hell up, I'll let him beat the shit outta you." and then it's silent before all three of you are laughing together.
STFU because the going down on you in the water brother bsf finnick shittt eatttts. Like what if he wakes up and finnick literally hides underwater BUT KEEPS GOING DOWN ON YOU LIKE HELLLOOOOO
OH YOU ARE EVIL TOO
@necromelli
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not for long <333 (as soon as this writers block leaves that is)
there’s absolutely nothing funnier than being the only blog shown for a tag 😭
#ive got it planned out n everything#but ive got that dumb ao3 chrse#where Everytime you get ready to write something happens
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if the wind does NOT shut the fuck up RN I'm fighting god and everyone else. who's responsible for storms huh? Zeus? Poseidon? Hyperboreas or wtv his name is? (he knows who I'm talking about) MAKE IT STOP!!
#this northeastern storm#has finally jit around me#but its just rain#rain and like#100 mph winds (no joke)#school was cancelled#but i have work :((#but i go in late tho !!!!!#ill literally be having my lil sleep fantasy and then the wind bangs the shit outta my window right when i fall asleep
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if you don't have the money and/or the library doesn't have it, if you look up djats PDF you can find it
i know NOTHING but this tiktok edit of this specific scene is insane. the hand placement ,,, the kiss ,,, the way he smirks + laughs when he's accused of being drunk ,,, the glitter on his face after kissing her ,,, it's not even funny anymore 😭😭
#but physical conaumption is so so so important#im still gonna buy it so i can mark in it but#ik not everyone can do that#<33
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oh my god??? i love you <333 all the kisses for you
teenage!finnick (like 18/19 yo) would be so chaotic. definitely in his rebellious era where he fucks with the capitol citizens for fun after three drinks. Spewing off all his frustrations to strangers before laughing and going 'just kidding, got you didn't I haha!' n then give them a lil kiss on the cheek (gotta make sure it doesn't get back to snow)
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i’ve seen a lot of writers get hate for writing for the pjo fandom and i feel bad, honestly. you are a writer writing about one of your favourite books and being able to provide lovers of the exact same books with the opportunity to see themselves in the books, to see themselves alongside their favourite people. it isn’t weird, we’re not imagining ourselves, we’re imagining, the reader having the time of your life! and if you find that odd then there’s nothing we can do. nothing is disgusting, nothing is targeting the cast of the series. it’s fictional and about fictional characters, not the cast. you need to get over yourselves and if you find it odd then skip out on it.
SCROLL.
stop harassing people for writing about what they love, if it is honestly weird and gross and targeting the cast then that’s seperate.
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having short-term memory is like. this book profoundly affected me. that show bared my soul. i don’t remember a single thing about it. but it did
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when i finished djats for the first time i cried because it was SO good. have you read the book??!!
i didn't cry but I was also hungover + in that like in-between manic/depressive state but got it's such a bittersweet ending + I need want more. but, let's say they do a season 2, I don't see it going beyond that. it'd be cool to see more of the writing process between the band like daisy + Billy becoming friends n stuff. that was sick and I feel like it didn't last long enough :(( but I'm a big sucker for that type of stuff. It felt more sad than happy but like, that was the whole point of the show and so I can't even be mad lmao
genuinely if the cast ever goes on tour I'm gonna try my hardest to go and see them. I feel like it would be such a life changing experience
I haven't read the book but I'm really planning on it. when I get paid I think I'm gonna buy it because my little podunk town library doesn't have it :((
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finished djats and it's changed my brain chemistry,,, im so upset it's over + that it's not more popular
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Loveee, do you might be want to write innocent reader with dark Billy Dune xixixiii 👉🏼👈🏼 I really love your writing styleee 😭😭🥺🛐
hi! tysm <33 if you have a more specific idea, then maybe!! just lmk <33
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