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Post Mockingjay 2x2 looking for a Finnick Odair as their last member! 

              The rebellion has come to an end. Panem has become whole once more, President Paylor ruling the country that longs for peace and quiet. The Capitol Games aren’t too far away, but the remaining victors and residents of the thirteen districts have nothing to worry about anymore. Or so they think.

              After receiving the news of her one true love’s death, Annie Cresta and her unborn child broke, truly and finally. Being as unstable, and as pregnant, as ever, she was forced to move in and live with her younger sister, Ivory, and her sister’s partner, Xavier, until the day the doorbell rang. None other than Finnick Odair was on the other side. After being nearly blown to bits in the Capitol mid-war, Finnick had been captured and held, much like Peeta Mellark, Johanna Mason, and Annie Cresta had right after the Quarter Quell. But, as the war came to an end, no harm was allowed to come to Finnick, and he was simply held to basically see if he was able to be brought back to life.

              It was safe to say, the moment he was breathing on his own again, he was on the next train back to District Four to be reunited with his lost love, and child he didn’t know he was having.

Please contact [Annie mun] - [Ivory mun] - [Xavier mun] for more information about the plot if you’re interested. We’re good at what we do, we ask that you are, too.

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“I smiled at him again, confirming with my head and saying: “your father would be very proud of you, my love… And look how big is this fish!” (a gift for her)

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Dear lovely Finnick RPers, Because I am deep into Odesta withdrawal it's time I start advertising for a Finnick to play with! Right now I'm looking for a 1x1 partner (for tumblr, of course) that has experience playing Finnick. Clearly Finn's as layered as Annie is, and I know it's hard to play if you're not committed to him and figuring him out. A bit about me: I've been RPing as Annie since May of 2012 (see my old Annie if you must check), and I really have her character thought out aka in I have fifty billion head canons for her; I'm sixteen, and I have no problems doing fluff/smut, but that's up to you considering I know some people won't do smut with anyone underage (even though the age of consent in Canada is 16. Just so you know)/aren't comfortable with it; I'm open to doing AUs with their characters; and I may be up to transitioning into Indie RPing in the future, as well~~

Annnyways, if you're interested or whatever, message me here and we'll chat!

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catching fire scenes : Finnick’s interview

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whiskeymitch said: *clings* noooo I miss you and I miss threading with you!!!

becauseiinventedit said: [ MEGAAAAAN!!! -glomps- personally idgaf how many annies there are, you’ll always be mine, but it’s up to you ofc. fsdjiofjsdfds i’ve missed you -more glomps- ]

I miss you guys and your flawlessness so much i can't 

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-peaks in to see gay porn on the dash- ok then

i miss everyone and annie and odesta and just 

crying forever bye 

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Le update: I’ve been feeling better as of late (thank you klaroline kiss that’s finally going to happen on thursday for bringing me a large bucket of happiness), but I’m not sure if I’ll be returning to indie rping soon/yet. I’ve realized it gives me a lot of stress and anxiety and I can’t handle that right now, especially with the pressure of midterms next week. That being said, I’m still very active in the 1x1 scene (aka i’m on my two 1x1s all day erryday), so if any of you finnicks out there want to do a 1x1, let me love you. As I cuddle my Finnick pillow each night I’ve realized that I’m deep into odesta withdrawal too, and that needs to be fixed. I hope you’re all doing well, loves.

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So tumblr pretty much wiped my activity. If I owe anyone anything, please let me know. I know my activity has been horrible, but this is the worst time of the year for me and it's a struggle to get through the day, let alone come online. I hope I'll be feeling better soon because I miss you all, but for now it's a semihiatus for me. If anyone wants to chat, I'm always on kik + I have my personal. I'm so sorry guys xx. 

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{sorry i haven’t been around guys. The drafts tumblr’s notified me i have are in my drafts and hopefully i’ll get them done soon. Don’t know when i’ll be back. Thank you all xx}

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ROLEPLAYER APPRECIATION TIME: IT’S TIME TO TELL SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE, AND APPRECIATE THEIR WORK; LET THEM KNOW THAT YOU LOVE THEM. SPREAD THE LOVE TO 10 OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS, AND IF YOU DON’T HAVE 10, THEN JUST SPREAD IT TO THE NEXT 10 ON YOUR DASH ♥

//ilusm bb i can't 

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Watching Catching Fire and Finnick uGH why 

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Weeell there are the replies I owe, and my para page has been updated. Now I'm going to go hide on my one on ones because indie roleplaying is making me sad. Good night guys!

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Annie nodded her head at the question; he did come back often. He'd usually be home for three weeks, then gone for two, then home again, and the process repeated. Those two weeks he was gone, however, felt like eternity, and it was torture just sitting around waiting for him, when she knew their time was limited to six months.

"There's someone out there for everyone. It's a blessing and a curse," Annie said gently, her eyes still on Peeta. Needing someone wasn't always a good thing- the separation anxiety was terrible, and the thought of being without them forever was unbearable. 

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Peeta watched with blue eyes the worry that spread over Annie’s face when he cursed the President’s name; and for a moment, he worried himself that he may have triggered something that would cause her to lose it. Thankfully enough, it seemed to dissipate from her features when logic kicked in; that they were all probably doomed anyway.

The blonde boy’s features darkened when the District Four winner mentioned Finnick; the Capitol’s darling. He’s heard stories of what happened to Victors after the Games; getting hooked on drugs or alcohol to escape reality, being forced to become a celebrity for the people, and even used as a political bargaining chip. Unfortunately for Finnick, his good looks only made him as a sexual gift to win people over the President’s favor.

"I know how you feel…" he let out a breath as he watch Annie fumble with her hair, "Does he come back often though? Still able to spend time with each other?" he asked, feeling bad for Annie that the Capitol was using her loved one.

The blonde boy had to look away from her as soon as she told him that she’d rather die together with Finnick than let one live; it reminded him too much of the incident with the berries. Casting his eyes down, tried to imagine if Katniss would feel the same way; but that only made him feel guilty and selfish for trying to think so.

"He’s really lucky, you know…" Peeta whispered as he looked at Annie with a sad smile, "Not everyone can find people who need them…" he said. People like me, he added in his head.

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It could be both. The thought of having twins didn't occur to her until now, and it freightened her, more than anything else. She could barely take care of herself, one child would be more than enough- of course, if Finnick was still alive, she'd of obviously wanted more children, but not on her own. Two screaming children would send her hiding into her head within seconds. She didn't say anything about it; maybe, since the thought frightened her, that was a sign she wasn't fit to be a mother. It made her want to burst into tears.

She shook her head, "I was thinking, maybe after my Dad. Or after Finnick, of course. And if it's a girl, maybe after my Mom, or my sister Ivory, or Finnick's mother. Or Johanna, even. There's a lot of options, you know? A name is something they'll be stuck with forever, so..." She spoke gently, heaving a sigh.

Beetee fell silent as Annie spoke. When she finished, a sigh escaped his lips and he closed his eyes, briefly resting his chin atop her head. Tangled dark hair tickled his face. “Or…you haven’t had an ultrasound since you want to be surprised, right? It could be both.” He tried smoothing her flyaway hair down, with little success. “You could be carrying twins. You could have a boy and a girl. A bit unlikely, but miracles do happen, you know.” Not often, but he didn’t tell her that.

A small smile formed on his mouth. “I thought as much. A boy will be nice, yes? Any names in mind?”

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There was a fence surrounding her district as well. Of course, it was different them, because of the ocean- not that she had been out to the rough water, but she doubted they had put a fence up out there. No one was stupid enough to try to escape that way anyways. But the fences that she did know were around- that she rarely seen- she would never dare crossing. As far as she knew, it was completely unheard of. It was too dangerous. They were one of the three districts that the Capitol didn't mind too much- the Career districts- no one would risk ruining that.

Annie smiled widely when he agreed he'd wear something if she made it for him; normally, she only had Finnick, Mags, and Ivory to give little things too, another person- a known victor, no less- to give things to would be wonderful. So she nodded happily. "Thank you. I will, super soon. Soon as I go home." Nodding, she got up from her seat, wandering over to the window that was in the room, so she could look out at the Capitol. It was so different than four, so colourful. 

The games || +whiskeymitch

Haymitch sat quietly and let the girl speak, sipping from his flask every so often as he listened. He found it quite amusing how the topic set her off, and as she rambled on, he couldn’t help but smirk to himself. “Well there’s a hell of a lot more to do in 4 than there is in 12, that’s for sure. You can walk in the meadow or even the woods if you dare sneak out through the fence. There’s a lake a mile or two into the woods. Used to go there as a kid. Other than that… there’s nothing to do in 12. Not really.”

He laughed at her offer. He wasn’t the kind of person to wear jewellery, but it was an offer he’d feel bad for saying no to. “Sure thing, sweetheart. If you fancy making me somethin’, I’ll be sure to wear it for ya.” He chuckled. Hew would, of course, indulge her and make sure he wore whatever accessory she made him the next time there was a chance he’d see her, but beyond that, it’d probably get lost or broken while he was in a drunken stupor.

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There were only a handful of people who had ever seen Annie naked in her life time, Effie not included. But here she was, walking into her bathroom despite Annie's protests. She knew she should've went to Mags' house, but she was embarrassed, and Mags would've just stressed herself out with worry over it. Her forehead rested against her knees, her sobs making her tremble. "I'm f-fine," She tried again, not knowing what else to say. Surely, if this were just one of her other breakdowns, she'd of gotten out of the shower and into some clothes before Effie had even gotten inside the door, but she was scared stiff and unable to move. 

a f t e r m a t h {effie&annie}

Effie’s face wrought with concern as her hand found the door handle. “You…You don’t sound alright, dear” she horsely called through, softly turning it until the door clicked open just a fraction, a humid breath of air drifting through as she slowly opened it further. The sobs within brought a lump to her throat; her mouth drying as she cautiously peered round the door to see the young woman drenched and nude in the tub. For a moment propriety resounded in her; jumping a little at the sight of her bare flesh and quickly averting her eyes and keeping them on the mop of dark hair that stuck damply to her skin. “A-Annie?” she asked quietly. The girl was fragile; she knew that and pussy-footed around it more than was sometimes necessary. Today however she thought it quite appropriate. “Annie?” she inquired again, hesitantly shifting from behind the door and into the bathroom.

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           Annie stared at Finnick, her husband, her love, for a few long seconds, before she slowly got up from her spot to throw her arms around him. Maybe if she could hold onto him tight enough, he wouldn't disappear again, whether he was real or not. So long as she could see and feel and talk to him, it didn't matter if it was all in her head. She would happily live out the rest of her days in the darkest corner of her mind if it meant she could be with Finnick- until the baby came, anyways.

           She had no idea what to say. As soon as her arms latched around his neck she began to sob into his skin, of relief and joy and wonder of how this was even possible. "B-But they- they said you were- they said- you-" She couldn't finish any of her sentences, but she hoped he'd understand, at least somewhat. There was no way Annie'd ever be able to say the word 'dead' in reference to him, she just couldn't manage it. 

           It wasn’t like she was actually crazy. Sometimes, Finnick would go along with the mad girl thing because that made Annie useless to the Capitol and thus, she would be out of danger. President Snow could force him into using his body but not his heart, that belonged to Annie.

           She wasn’t insane, no. She was broken, wounded even but not physically but emotionally and mentally and he couldn’t blame her. Her understood her more than anyone else and because of that very same reason, he knew she would need a moment or two to let her take it in. He wasn’t dead. Neither he could blame anyone for believing him dead and if he was told his love was dead and time later showed up he didn’t know what he would do. Maybe have a heart attack but he could only hope that wouldn’t happen to her.

“Yes, Annie.” He made sure to pronounce her name clear and loud, as though that could bring her back to reality, back to him. “I’m here, I’m not leaving you again.” His hand moved from her shoulder to caress her neck and up to her cheek.