celestialbeing2

[celestialbeing2]

i wish i could turn back time.

a finnick odair x gn!reader story

summary - once finnick tells you the reasoning behind his behavior the previous night, you learn the truth about the capitol. (continuation of "personal space")

warnings - not proofread, speaks about finnick's prostitution

you sat in front of the fireplace, watching closely as the flames swayed and emanated from the umber wood. it was the next day. it had only been several hours since you had gotten into an argument with finnick.

anywhere you went, he followed. he seemed like he had something on his mind to express aloud with his mouth opening, closing, and opening once again.

you didn't want to hear his apologies. you had far too much on your mind. anyways, a simple apology for yelling won't explain why finnick even came home so late. that was the explanation you wanted to hear.

you had another warm mug of peppermint tea in your hands. once again, the tea barely warmed you up. you were jealous of the orange flames before you, wishing to emit the same amount of heat it does.

your daydreaming and wishing was cut short with the sound of light steps behind you. you head drooped down, along with your shoulders. finnick was clearly trying to be sneaky, but he was failing to meet his goal horribly.

" (y/n)? i know you don't want to talk to me. but can you at least listen to what i have to say? please? i need to speak with you." he said to you with a soft tone. you were tempted to jump right into his arms and forgive him right away. honestly, you did miss him dearly. but you had to stay on task and not give into him.

you didn't respond. you kept your head low, your body almost forming into a tight ball of protection. awkward silence echoed through the walls of the large room. finnick took the responsibility of filling it in right away.

he plopped down on the ground next to you before saying "first of all, i wanted to say sorry for raising my voice at you last night. you were just concerned for me and i totally disregarded your love for me. i understand if you're mad at me. i promised i've cooled off. second of all, and you may want to actually pay attention to this part, but i wanted to explain why i came home at the time i did last night."

your head popped up once he finished speaking. this is what you were waiting for. finnick took your sudden interest in the conversation as a way to keep it flowing, so he spoke again.

"uhm, i wasn't planning on telling you this for a very long time. everytime i go to these capitol parties, it isnt just to put my charming smile on and drink. sometimes... well ... most times president snow forces me to sell myself to the women that attend those parties." he says.

you nearly jump off from the floor. tears were forming at your lash line. you couldn't believe what finnick was telling you. snow would sell him? to do what? work? finnick answered all of your questions before you even asked them.

"what?" you mumble, trying to blink the tears away. finnick places a comforting hand on your lower back and continues. "trust me, if i had a choice i would much rather spend all my time with you. when i first won my games when i was 14. snow thought i was desirable. one thing led to another and my family was being threatened." he tells you, not being able to keep his tears away himself.

"finnick, i'm so sorry this has happened to y-" you begin before being cut off "let me finish. please." finnick voiced. "the reason why i keep coming back late is because snow has me attend to multiple clients back to back, and it just becomes so tiring after a while. that's why i come home so snappy. that's why i told you not to touch..." he explains before pausing.

you looked over to him to see what caused the disruption. you were greeted with finnick's flushed cheeks damped by his flow of tears. the tip of his nose was slightly red too. his hand dropped from your back to wipe away his tears.

you grabbed his arm as it was reaching his face and pulled him in for a hug. his grip tightened around you as more tears came out of him and onto your top. "don't apologize for something like that. it's out of your control, okay? i just wish i could turn back time to save you from snow." you told him while placing your chin on his shoulder.

"thank you.." he said softly, you almost didn't catch it. silence filled the room again, this time more comforting than awkward.

curse the capitol.

[celestialbeing2]

personal space

a finnick odair x gn!reader story

summary - you slowly gotten used to the capitol visits, but one night he came home a whole new person, one adamant about his personal space. can you adapt to more change? or will it all come crumbling down on you?

warnings - not proofread, no happy ending, ooc finnick??? (not sure)

it was raining. hard. this observation popped into your head as you stood in front of one of the many windows in your kitchen. the mug of tea in your hands warmed you up slightly. however, it never quite warmed up that familiar cold pit in your chest.

you make another observation. finnick was not yet home. this wasn't too out of the ordinary, his trips to the capitol usually ran late. but never this late.

when you two first got together, you were fully aware of his popularity because of the games. and how the women in the capitol praised the ground he walks on. how president snow used this to his advantage at different parties, forcing finnick to be the star of each and every show.

the first nights of his absence were bearable. lonely, but bearable. he came home at a decent time and showered you with whatever energy he had left in his system.

the more he went out, the less bearable the nights became. he talked less and less. he still acknowledged your presence, however. something you were very grateful for.

but part of you still felt unwanted. part of you felt that something was going wrong. that you should sit down and have a talk with the man you love so dearly.

the front door suddenly flinging open and being slammed closed sent you out of your stupor. you placed your mug down on the counter and hurriedly walked over to the front door, where finnick was prying off his shoes and wiping some of the rain droplets from his forehead.

"welcome back, finnick. i missed you. how was it tonight?" you said to him, only to be completely ignored. you know he heard you. you didnt speak in a low tone.

"finnick?" you whisper-shout, stepping closer towards him. his head popped up faster than you could comprehend. the only thing that had your focus was his eyes. his enchanting green eyes.

you couldn't tell what emotions were supposed to be conveyed through them. anger? stress? annoyance? perhaps it was a mix of all three. either way his stare took you aback.

he usually looked at you with a calm, or peaceful expression. this one was the exact opposite.

"finnick?" you try one last time, actually reaching for his shoulder. he in turn recoils at your attempt to touch him and makes a beeline for the bedroom.

you had no clue what could possibly put him in such a mood. you knew you had done nothing wrong. maybe he was pushed over his limit. you wanted a clear answer, so you walked to the bedroom as well.

once you entered the room you were greeted with finnick, already in his pajamas, laying on his back in the dark. you crept over to him and sat on your side of the bed, eventually laying down and rolling over.

you inched closer to him and placed your hand over his chest, something you usually did when it was time to go to sleep. usually he would lean into your embrace. but today wasnt a usual day.

"get off me." he said, slightly under his breath. it was clear as day to you. his eyes snapped opened and he stared up at the ceiling.

"hm? finn? whats wrong?" you ask gently, sitting up slightly with your hand still on his chest.

"get your hands off me!" he shouted this time. completely startling you. you quickly removed your hand from his chest. he had never raised his voice at you before. maybe you had done something wrong.

"finnick, im so confused. whats up with you?" you threw another question his way once again, determined to get an answer out of him. the only response you get is the creak of the bed when he gets out of it. hes facing the door, which means his back is facing you.

"you cant just listen the first time, can you? i told you to get off of me. i dont want to be touched right now." he tells you, his cold tone nearly sending a chill up your spine.

your heart is now in control of you. all of your previous logic was thrown into a ditch once you hopped out of the bed as well.

"you cant just come home super late and proceed to not want me near you! i've been longing for your embrace since this afternoon!" you say, pausing for a moment to think about your next words. "finnick how am i supposed to help you if you dont talk to me? you have to be reasonable!" you shout, not meaning to raise your voice. you never intended to start an argument with him.

"reasonable? i dont need to be anything i dont want to be. i want to see you try to survive one night of those parties im dragged to. i want to see you try to keep your cool while receiving unwanted touches from women who just want to get in your pants. you dont know what its like. leave me be for a while" he responds to you, reaching for the doorknob.

he wraps his fingers around the knob slowly. as if he was waiting for a response from you. sadly, he never got one. he exhaled loudly, trying to fill the silence in the room.

in the blink of an eye the doorknob fully turned and the bedroom door opened. you watched in pain as the man who you adore, the man who you told everything to, the man who comforted you at night after your nightly terrors took heavy steps as far away from you as possible.

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authors note - thank you for reading my story! i had this idea in my head for a while so i decided i should share it with you all. apologies for not being a consistent writer, i lost motivation for a while. hopefully you guys liked it. bye!

[celestialbeing2]

daffodils.

a finnick odair x fem!reader story

summary - as the flowers were blooming, so did your anxiety. why? a household slip up. it happens to the best of us. lucky for you, there is only one other person in district four that can calm your nerves.

warnings - not the best grammar, not proofread (fluff!)

maybe it was just you allergies getting the best of you. or was it seasonal depression? no that's not likely. either way a wave of anxiousness had hit you. hard.

it was about that time in district four. the flowers were blooming, and the sky and water were a breathtaking shade of blue. the district filled with vibrant colors. spring made its way. and you weren't here for it.

on these days when you weren't feeling 100%, you would find your designated "comfort spot". it was a small patch just large enough for you to lay down without feeling suffocated. the patch gave you the best view of the sea. it was also surrounded by yellow daffodils. it was all far too amazing for the eyes.

as you made your way over to your patch, your chest felt heavy. thoughts were swirling around in your head and it was extremely hard to process one complete thought. you felt sticky from the sweat beads on your forehead. even though there was a strong breeze that day, you still managed to sweat buckets. the tears rolling down your cheeks could have also played a factor in the stickiness.

you weren't really sure what exactly happened, but the last thing you remember is dropping a vase. not just any vase, it was a family heirloom. before anyone in your home got the chance to figure out the source of the crash, you were out the house. to say you were nervous from the potential outcomes of the accident was a understatement.

as you finally got to your patch and sat down, your focus was on the ocean. the serene waves made you feel slightly better. but hearing the waves crash immediately brought the nervousness back. you tried to redirect your focus on the small insects around you, but the buzzing of the bees made you think of how your ears rung after the crash.

the ocean and the animals were checked off of your fixate list. that left the plants. in front of you was a collection of flowers. bu the daffodils caught your eye the most. some were white, some were yellow, while some were both. you love daffodils. they only bloom once a year, and they only live for a few weeks. so you have to soak in their beauty for as long as you possibly can.

however, the footsteps behind you snapped you back into reality. who could even be out here? no one knows about your little spot. no one besides...

"mr. odair" you said, turning your head around slowly. not ready to meet his sea-green eyes. his stare could be too intense sometimes. nonetheless, you loved it.

"no need to be formal with me, honey" he replied, squeezing his way into your area. you adored the pet-names he gave for you. the way they rolled off of his tongue made you love him more day by day.

once finnick sat down, the silence between the two of you grew louder. you stared at the daffodils on your fingertips, while finnick looked straight ahead at the sea. he has always had a desire to be around the sea. no wonder why hes the best fisher you know.

before you could fill in the silence, he jumped in. "why are you out here? i stopped by our home to see if you were busy but when your mother told me you were gone i was extremely worried. is everything okay?" he said, positioning himself to face you with his classic big doe eyes. this time they were glassy, as if he was about to cry. he truly was worried.

"sorry. i broke something and i just panicked. i thought i was done for. you know how my mom gets sometimes. i just acted impulsively, i didn't mean to hurt you." you answered him. you probably were too focused on finding the rights rather than on him, because he was in a different position, with something in his hands.

his fingers were moving quickly, weaving something together. you couldn't see what it was. his hands are always at work in some way. that wasn't new to you. what was new to you was his sudden vulnerability. he quickly wrapped up making the thing that was in his hands. he held it out to you.

it was the stems of the daffodils in front of you. they were tied into a intricate pattern that resembled a headband. on the side on the band, a white and yellow flower sat on top of it.

"i know you didn't mean to hurt me. you never mean to hurt anyone. i know you. you're selfless and kind. don't take my feelings to heart. i just care about you a lot." he said, averting his gaze to the band. he then placed the band on your head.

"it fits perfectly" he said, fixing the band and smiling to himself. if only he knew how adorable he looked. his smile was large. crescent dimples were indenting his cheeks, and the soft blush over the tips of his ears and cheeks nearly made you melt.

"i..i don't even know what to say" you mumbled, grasping one of his hands. finnick lightly chuckled.

"that's fine, let me do the talking" he said proudly. he then brought your head to his lap and placed it down gently, like it was made out of glass. he didn't live up to his previous statement though. instead of him talking and you listening, you two sat in silence again. like how it was when he first came to your spot.

this silence was more comfortable. finnick and comfort mixed well together.

[celestialbeing2]

would love to see ur thoughts on luke with aphrodite!reader <3

endearment.

an opinionated fem!aphrodite!reader x luke castellan story

warnings - not proofread

a/n - thank you for sending in a request, anon! i hope you enjoy this writing. (imagine r is already claimed)

i feel like luke would admire you every day. you would always catch him staring at you. mainly, he would focus on your lips or eyes. even before you got together you would see him staring at you in your peripheral vision.

he would call you beautiful everyday. it was as if he had a built-in alarm to compliment you. if there was a day when you didn't hear praise escape his lips, something was wrong.

it wasn't uncommon for him to have sudden bursts of affections towards you. sometimes, you two would have a normal conversation. but he would always find the best (and worst) times to be a romantic guy.

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"i knew you were related to aphrodite. the moment you and i became friends i just had a feeling. there's no way someone can be as stunning and compassionate as you without the help of the gods." luke said, resting his chin upon his left hand.

"really?" you said to him, in pure shock. you knew he has a habit of randomly turning on his "affection" switch but it still caught you off guard. you loved him for it.

"mhm." he added with wide grin.

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luke would call you things like "pretty girl", "lovely", and "sweetheart". not often though. he would only refer to you as those things whenever you guys were alone, or whenever he was completely beguiled by you.

in the pure bliss of being with you, he would give little things to you he has gathered around camp. sometimes, he would gift you a handful of strawberries as a "good morning". he would also pick single flowers for you and show them off to you with a smile on his face.

he would also be quick to defend you as well. if anyone had a impolite comment to say about you, he wouldn't be afraid to immediately shoot them down. he wouldn't immediately get physical (it depends on the harshness of the comment), but he would tell that person off without thinking.

he would be overly kind to you in the start of the relationship. he was still nice to you throughout the time you guys are together, but nothing could top how he was in the beginning.

you had caught his eye for a while. whether it was your small drawings of swans and roses, your beauty, bravery, or empathy, he didn't know. but he did know you are a special girl. a special girl worth keeping.

[celestialbeing2]

hii! would you write headcanons for poseidon!reader and luke? <3

figuring you out

a child of poseidon!reader x luke castellan fanfic

warnings - not proofread

a/n - thank you for being my first request, anon! this is also my first official story so thanks for giving me a clear foundation to build off of. i hope you enjoy it!

backstory

arriving at camp half-blood wasn't easy. you arrived there with your protector covered in open cuts and you were physically weak. your mental state wasn't well either. suddenly finding out you're the child of a GOD is a tough pill to swallow. figuring out who that god was felt like an even bigger pill. your stay at camp was rocky the first few days. mr. d had a...interesting character. the ares kids were shockingly rowdy, and everyone found their place (with a few exceptions). you were like the odd one out.

that was until luke sat next to you for lunch for a day. it was awkward at first, but one day grew to nearly everyday. you two started to bond more outside of lunch. you two were always found laughing hysterically in your cabin, and physically close during activities. he also showed you around camp, even though you told him chiron already did. he was just happy to finally get to know you.

crush headcanons (before you are claimed)

during the crushing period, luke would most likely do little things for you. he would open doors for you, tie your laces before an activity, and always give you pointers during archery days. you thought he was dong it to be friendly, but the true reason was far off

similarly with percy, he would stick by your side as you tried to do every activity you could to get an idea as to who your godly parent was.

during a specific activity, if it didn't have an outcome you liked, you would always give you encouraging words to keep trying. he would never want to see you feel like you weren't good enough

during capture the flag, he would protect you from the red team whenever they got too close to you

he would also stay up with you at night, listening to whatever stories you have for him. whether they were funny, upsetting, or just random thoughts, he was very open to hearing your voice.

he would constantly ask you to sword fight with him, even if you couldn't move an inch from all of the other activities. he told you he wanted to build your strength and endurance. secretly he believed you looked attractive with sweat dripping down your neck and forehead.

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once you finally found out that poseidon was your father, you were filled with joy. however, realizing you were at a higher risk of being killed by monsters turned your smile upside down.

crush headcanons (after you are claimed)

if you ever feel fear from the reality of you being claimed, luke was always open to being a shoulder you could cry on. he never stopped being eager to listen to what you had to say.

once he found out your assigning as well, he was happy for you. not because you were at a higher risk of death, but because you were finally claimed. he loved seeing a smile on your face, even if it was for a split second.

when you started to pack your stuff to move into your new cabin, he was a bit disappointed. he would miss the late night talks you guys would have. but that didn't stop him from hanging out with you.

he would push you even harder to "build your strength and endurance", but this time to actually benefit you, you needed it.

dating headcanons

luke would love holding your hand, lying in your lap, and resting his head on your shoulder. he just loved being physically close to you.

it took him a bit to tell say "i love you", but not because he wasn't sure if he loved you. he did. he just didn't want to face rejection

he would open up to you about his problems and insecurities, and thrive off of your support and advice. he would wait to speak about his trauma for when you guys are in a committed relationship because he wouldn't want you to think any less of him (we all know you wouldn't)

being a child of poseidon, he always complimented your ability to swim. he would throw little compliments your way on away occasion, even for the littlest things. he just loves giving and receiving praise.

[celestialbeing2]

i saw someone on youtube say that the intro for this song sounds like a ford commercial

now i can't unhear it (still a banger though!!)

[celestialbeing2]

about me!

intro:

hello everyone! i go by mal! my pronouns are she/her. i am 19.

fandoms i write for:

i am currently able to write for the hunger games, supernatural, stranger things, and daisy jones & the six. if there are any other fandoms i can get my hands onto i will be sure to inform yall. (i can also write for any gender!)

what i will NOT write:

smut (nothing 18+)

large age gaps (pedophilia)

incest

bestiality

anything about bodily fluids

anything that isnt questionable is on the table or a potential story, just make sure to send requests so i can tell you directly if i can write that or not!

that's all! nice to meet you guys!

have a good day

-mal