#Yandere Finnick Odair

[sharararararara]

Never letting you go- Finnick Odair

WARNING: NSFW, unprotected sex, breeding kink, Dark Finnick, NON-CON, DUB-CON, Finnick being obsessive, mentions of trauma, drugging food.

Tell me if I missed anything.

Pairing: Dark Finnick Odair × Fem Reader

Summary: You and Finnick having a picnic on the beach when suddenly something happens that you will never forget.

Author's Note: I did not post for a long time so I am not really sure if I improved in writing or it became worse.

Everything ready Fin? You questioned Finnick who was packing food for the picnic later. Finnick placed the last container of food in the basket before turning to you, Yeah everything is ready, Finnick said to you before smiling and giving you a kiss on the cheek. Let's go, said Finnick as he grabbed the basket and the mat.

You blushed, touching the cheek that Finnick just kissed, You and Finnick had been married for 11 months already, You loved Finnick with all your heart, but sometimes he can be a little bit...possessive.

You did not blame him though, even after what happened in the games, when you almost died in front of him, that was when he saved you, promising that he would protect you and never let you go.

He kept that promise, just not in the way you imagined. He took the protecting and never letting you go part too seriously that it almost killed someone in the process.

But either way, you still loved Finnick, And you will never leave him for another man.

You followed Finnick, he was leading you to the beach, which you loved since it was the place where Finnick confessed his love for you, it was also the same place where he proposed to you.

Suddenly Finnick stopped walking

Love, I need to ask you something, said Finnick, who was now staring at the ground.

You looked at him confused, What happened? You asked, thinking why he started to act weird out of a sudden.

We've been married for almost a year, Finnick starts, looking at you like you knew what he was gonna ask next.

Ok? Why are you even asking me this? You asked, getting more and more confused by the second. Finnick hesitated, thinking about whether he should tell you or not.

I think we should have a child, not only one but 3 or maybe 5, Said Finnick, as he started rambling more about you being the perfect wife and mother to your kids, how he will take care of all of you.

I'm sorry Finnick but...I am not ready yet.

You said, cursing yourself for saying that to him, you knew how much Finnick wanted children, you were just not ready for kids yet.

Your mother died from giving birth to your little sister, you were there beside her, holding her hand, begging for her not to die, your hands full of blood.

Her and your baby sister's death left you traumatized, you were terrified to have children, thinking the same thing would happen to you and your child.

The silence between you and Finnick was unbearable, you hated when this type of thing happened.

Finnick's smile falls, I- um ok, that's fine, said Finnick as he started to walk to the beach again. You followed behind him, looking at him with sadness and regret.

You and Finnick continued to walk to the beach, the silence made you feel uncomfortable, You felt like you ruined everything.

You felt selfish, he gave everything to you, without you even asking him. And the only thing that Finnick asked was to have a child with you, and you said no.

Finally, after what seemed like a million years, due to what happened earlier between you and Finnick, you reached the beach.

Finnick walked over to the place where he proposed to you, he laid the mat on the sand. The view was beautiful, the sun was setting, the sound of the gentle breeze, it felt relaxing.

You smiled, memories feeling your head, every time you and Finnick had a picnic he always went to the spot where he proposed, which was under a palm tree.

You grabbed the basket wanting to help Finnick set up the picnic. No need to do that darling, said Finnick as he took the basket from you, you looked at him confused, oh ok, you said softly, sitting down on the mat.

Finnick was bringing out the food one by one, holding it carefully making sure it wouldn't spill, when he was almost done, he turned to you, Hey darling, why won't you pick up some seashells? We can make bracelets for each other, said Finnick as he smiled at you, That's a good idea! you replied, standing up as you started to look for seashells that would be perfect for the bracelets.

You picked a few seashells, some were pink, some were orange, and some were brown.

After a few minutes Finnick called you, telling you to come back since he was done setting up the food.

You ran up to him, your hands filled with different shells. You sat down beside him and laid the shells on the mat showing it to him one by one. Those are perfect, said Finnick, kissing your cheek as he smiled at you.

You and Finick started to eat, it was relaxing. The sound of the leaves of the palm tree swaying, your hair waving in the air.

While you were eating your food, you couldn't help but notice Finnick staring at you, like a hungry predator hunting his prey. In this case, you were the prey, being watched by Finnick's hungry eyes, his eyes full of lust.

Is there something wrong Fin? You asked, getting confused on why he is looking at you like that.

Finnick smirked, Just waiting, he said softly. Waiting for what? You asked, confusion written all over your face.

For you to sleep, he said softly, What do you mean by that? You asked, getting more and more confused. Finnick answer me-

You were caught off by the feeling of sleepiness, your eyes slowly starting to close.

Finnick what did you do? You whispered, sleepiness taking over you.

Finnick catches you before you fall, shhh it's okay, just let me take care of you, said Finnick as darkness consumes you.

Fuck you feel so good...

You opened your eyes to see Finnick on top of you, your legs on his shoulders, fucking you like an animal.

I'm gonna breed your tight pussy, you like that huh? Your tummy swelling with my child...

He says panting, fucking you even faster.

The sound of skin slapping and moans fills the room.

You felt sore like he had been fuck you for hours.

I'm gonna breed you until your full, until I know that your carrying my child.

Fuck- Your so tight...

Got you cumming on my fat cock for hours, said Finnick, his cock moving in and out of your pussy.

F-finnick why are you doing this.

You said softly, you can barely speak properly, the drug he put in your food really took an effect on you.

Finnick cupped your face, I had to do it darling- fuck..., I want to see you full of my seed, my cum leaking out of you... I-I promise to be a good father, he groans, I promise, Just let me ngh- fill you up.

What he was doing to you was so wrong, but felt so right. You knew this was wrong, and you should be angry at him. But the pleasure he was giving to you was amazing, maybe you should have a child, He would be a great father.

More Fin, you said as you wrapped your arms around his body, pulling him closer to you, begging him to fuck you more.

Finnick moaned at what you said, Fucking you even harder and faster.

You were a moaning mess, your hair messy, your tummy bulging from Finnick's cock.

I can only fuck you like this, no one can but me! Said Finnick as he starts to suck on your neck.

O-only you! You said, moaning louder that you almost lost your voice.

I'm gonna cum deep inside of you baby, I'm gonna feel you up, said Finnick as he cums inside of you, his hot sticky cum painting your walls.

Finnick gave a few more thrust, until he picks you up and puts you on his lap, his cock still deep inside of you, preventing any cum to come out.

Finnick gave you small kisses on your shoulders, neck, and face, whispering sweet nothings to you.

I love you Baby...

Said Finnick, waiting for you to say it back.

I love you too Fin, you replied, smiling at him, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

Finnick smiled lovingly at you, as he closed the gap between you and his lips.

He kept his promise, he will protect you and will never let you go.

[targaryenluvs]

ok ok but imagine dark!gimmick somehow falls in love with capitol!reader (a client of his) but she doesn’t want him unless she’s paying for him or wanna love him back so he does everything in his power to have her, threatens to share the secrets she told him that will probably have her hanged and so with that they live happily ever after 😆

UNREQUITED

pairing: dark!finnick odair x fem!capitol!reader

summary: you’d divulged one to many secrets to your favourite victor and he wasn’t afraid of using them against you. karmas a bitch!

warning: blackmail, prostitution mentions/insinuations, nc sex and pillowtalk??

a/n: bros getting revenge or som

the first time you saw him you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. you’d heard of people being able to visit victors away from prying eyes and the idea seemed boring until you remembered he existed. so why not take advantage of your station?

finnick was hoping for one night of reprieve but of course, he had someone to visit.

the card in his hand felt heavy and as he unlocked the room he stopped in his tracks. you were sitting on the bed with a flute of champagne in your hands. you were gorgeous, and for once he felt okay with it.

“finnick?” your voice was like music to his ears as he came closer. he nodded and you pressed your lips into a tight line, “it’s nice to meet you.” nice to meet you? are you stupid? god you had no clue what to say since you were literally forcing this man to be with you.

“so.” he laughed, “so.” he took the flute away from you before getting you standing, “where do you want me sweetheart?” you smiled.

and all the previous tension faded away throughout the night, finnick was amazing.

it had been months since your first time together and you’d only grown more comfortable with eachother. you liked him, he was nice. and he was obsessed with you. every time he saw you he knew what would be happening the following night and he could hardly wait. with you he took his time and focused on you the whole time, he loved trying new things with you, making you scream.

and afterwards you’d sit and cuddle, and at times even kiss. he was a nice stress relief for you, he always listened to your concerns and problems. your arranged boyfriend, the politician, and his like for younger men. his affinity for dipping his hand into the company savings, even though you were well off. your brothers and their mistresses, your parents and their expectations.

finnick listened intently, gave advice and was actually helpful. you were grateful to be able to get it off his chest. but finnick wasn’t going to let you go.

“i think we’re getting engaged soon.” finnick shut his eyes to calm himself down, it didn’t work. “no you’re not honey.” you cocked your head to his side, “what do you mean?” he smiled and it was so fake, “you’re meant to be with me, y/n. and you will be with me. do you know how much you’ve told me? about him, your friends and family?”

your eyes widened as you got up, covering yourself with the sheet. “i’ve already seen you, all of you there’s no reason to hide.” he pulled the sheet away as you covered yourself with your arms, “i’ve had enough of you finnick. get. out.” you enunciated before crawling away. he grabbed your ankle and pulled you back to him.

“i told you you’re not going anywhere. do you want me to let it all out? let everyone know every, single, dirty secret y/n?” your eyes welled up as you threw your head to the side, not wanting to look at him, “please finnick, just let me go.” you felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. his fingers dug into your face, forcing you to look at him.

“say you’re mine and i’ll let them go.” you shook your head, thrashing against him to get away. his other hand bruised your hip with an iron grip. “fine!” his smile was sickly sweet as he began to kiss his way down, on the insides of your thighs as his strong hands held you down whilst you began to buck your hips up. “please finnick.” he looked up at you from between your legs and grinned.

“now you’re not so bossy huh?”

he had what he wanted and you were sure he wouldn’t let you go.

[aphroditelovesu]

hi, I really like your letter. One of my favorite authors 🤭Can I request a love letter from Finnick Odair. 🥰🥰I apologize for my English. did you receive a request about headcannons?🙃

(yes i received your request, also thank u ❤️)

Dear Y/N,

How have your days been? It's been cold lately and I worry about your health and whether you're keeping warm on cold nights. I'm sorry I couldn't be there to warm you up, I wanted so badly to crawl into the warmth and comfort of your arms and feel you here with me. I shudder with pleasure just imagining you by my side.

Unfortunately we both know that's not possible, at least not right now. I'm afraid you're unhappy about our enforced separation, and I get irritated just thinking about how you're handling it, or if you have anyone comforting you besides me. There is no other, is there? There's no one else but me in your life, right?

I think so, you know how I am. You know how I would react in a situation like that and you don't want problems, do you? I hope not, at least. Ah, I miss you so much! You are so important to me and I feel so alone in this hell, I need you with me. When will this torture stop? When will you finally return to my arms?

Tell me, Y/N, when will you finally be mine again? Completely? How we were before we split up. My only motivation is knowing that this will soon be over and we'll be together. Just a little while longer and soon it will be just the two of us again. Just the two of us, doesn't that sound perfect? I love you so much, so much...

I'll be waiting for you, my love, and when we're together again, I won't let you go again. It's a promise.

Missing you and loving you so much,

Finnick.

[zinvy]

🌊﹒﹪﹒yandere finnick odair﹒

🐚﹒yandere themes, victor reader﹒⺌﹒

you met the year you won your games

it was during the victory tour in district 4. There was a party being held there and he approached you to "congratulate" you on your victory

finnick comes from a place where he, and the people around him, are never safe no matter what

because of this, his obsession would manifest quickly

He would try to do his charms on you and if that doesn't work he would use more extreme measures

most likely will keep your relationship secret not because he's embarrassed but because he's afraid it will be used against him (or you)

one of the most overprotective hg yanderes

finnick keeps a close eye on you, paying others to follow you around when he can't

spoils you heavily

everything you could ever want, you will have

as long as you do not disobey him

a large part of his behavior is because of fear, if the hunger games didn't exist he would probably be a lot more tame

but unfortunately it does

he dreams of living a simple life with you in district 4, just living peacefully without the capitol's prying eyes

if he survived the rebellion he would do whatever he can to have that life

is extremely happy when you & mags get along, with her teaching you how to swim

he's very comforting towards you whenever you have flashbacks or panic attacks due to the trauma of your games

he's been in your situation and understands you a lot more than anyone else

➥ uses this as a way to convince you to be with him

he isolates you quickly & heavily

all of a sudden, your friends don't want to be near you

if somebody cannot be paid or scared away he will not hesitate to have them murdered

kind of delusional (???)

but not as heavily as other hg yanderes

[gulnarsultan]

Hi could you please do more yandere finnick? the last one was so good 😊

Hello. I am so glad you liked it.

Finnick has two types of behavior. To his first obedient lover. Finnick spoils his girlfriend to the fullest. He gives her a lot of presents. He's taking her out. He goes shopping for everything he wants. He gives lots of kisses and hugs to his girlfriend. They do activities such as taking a bath together, watching movies, having a picnic.

Finnick shows his bad side when his girlfriend misbehaves. He locks his girlfriend in the room. She will not starve her lover. He punishes his lover with manipulation, isolation and guilt. He allows his lover to spend a few days without loneliness and human contact. This causes her lover to be submissive.

[kining-the-evil]

Yandere haymitch and finnickn perhaps??🫣🫣🤔🤔

Yandere Headcanons

Characters- Finnick Odair, Haymitch Abernathy

Warnings- Yandere themes obviously. If you don’t like don’t read

Haymitch

He would know who you were before the games, quietly watching you from afar with a childish crush

But the Games make his crush become love, and losing his family makes that love become obsession

He just stalks you for a long time

He knows he can’t actually do anything yet, the capital was still watching him to closely, but he could at least get small glimpses of you

As time goes on he would get braver with interactions. Quietly leaving food for you to ‘find’ and threatening people at the Hob if they try to screw you over

He decides eventually that it’s worth the risk to have you with him. He does as much planing as an alcoholic could do and decides his best chance is to kidnap you

He’s a very paranoid yandere. Keeping every window covered, never letting you outside, and constantly checking to see if anyone is around

He gets less strict as time goes on, mainly just because he can’t actually keep up with it

He would be able to break you down because he’s just the only person you ever see. And it just makes it worse when he has to leave every year

By the time Katniss and Peeta are reaped you really are ‘in love’ with him, and are basically taking care of him

He can be very soft with you, but not often. His paranoia just gets in the way a lot, making him think he needs to hold back any affection

Finnick 

Finnick is very up front about how he feels about you, but because of who he is you don’t really take it seriously

Finnick is definitely obsessed with you, constantly flirting and trying to woo you. But a part of him only does it because he knows you don’t take it seriously.

Snow would inadvertently encourage him in the relationship. The capital likes to see Finnick happy, and it’s clear that you keep him happy

Snow would put you in some form of danger, and that would be just the push Finnick needs. He would save you, and decided you would only be safe with him

He gives you a choice, you can either stay locked up in his home in District 4 or you can comply with him and he’ll take you places. He can’t ‘show you off’ but it would mean you could see the Capital, and he could have you with him all the time

He can switch from being the sweetest person ever to the most terrifying person. One moment he’s holding you, kissing your face, and whispering how much he loves you, and the next he’s towering over you, screaming.

He doesn’t necessarily break you, but you’re so scared of him that you would basically just do what he wants.

He wouldn’t actually hurt you but he wants you to think he would. It makes you more complicit, which makes him feel like it’s a real relationship. You let him cuddle you, kiss you, and love you with no fighting back

[dontbesoweirdkira]

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One character x reader/oc x reader: *exists*

Me: FUCKING WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

*rage in greedy yandere various x reader*

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[janitorhutcherson]

do you guys fuck with this. do you want more

hey bitches!! it’s e, i’m backkkk. i had a fic idea, something i think i’ll use for a lot of new content if y’all react well to it. to give y’all a run down before we get into it, this is a famous!mike schmidt au.

basically mike is josh hutcherson. reader (you) are his live in PR assistant. not sure the perfect word for it, but basically you manage his social media presence, the way he dresses, how he is in public, attend all events with him to monitor him, etc…… kinda like a babysitter….. also, could technically be a part of olderbf!mike because reader is 22, mike is 31. anywaysss..! it’s a new idea, i just wanted to set the scene. the way i’m writing this is different from usual. plz let me know what you think! if y’all like i’ll write more in this universe🤭

summary: ur actor mike schmidt’s assistant!!

warnings: angsty, just an introduction to an idea.

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mike schmidt was a mess, and everybody knew it. that was part of what was so appealing to the public. he was a celebrity, a famous actor, known for various movies, tv shows. he was glamorized, lived in LA just like the rest of them, edits to upbeat songs all over social media with his hips swaying from some random snippet of a trailer. yes, mike schmidt was a heart throb, but he wasn’t your typical golden boy. he wore jeans and raggedy t-shirts to interviews. his brown curly locks were always tangled and sticking in fifty different directions. his stubble was always a little too rough, his hands calloused and bruised to masculine perfection. he wore snap backs and had no sense of what a filter was. he said things as they were on stages, into microphones, or on livestreams, silly phrases coming out of his pink lips. he was carefree, not glamorous nor slouchy but instead some odd middle ground that left women with slack jaws and puddles of drool. he was what every woman actually wanted when they said they wanted a man ‘written by a woman,’ or so they thought he was.

in reality, mike was the biggest pain in the ass to walk the earth. while most 22-year-olds got to save pictures of him to their pinterest boards and kick their feet every time he came into their tv screen, you were stuck managing his every move, saving his ass from letting the wrong thing fall from his mouth in front of the wrong audience. you were his manager, of everything, really. you managed his social media, coached him through what to say during interviews, inspected the clothing he wore before events… there wasn’t quite anything you didn’t do for mike. the two of you had a weird connection since you’d started, not quite foes but certainly not friends. the air was always somewhat tense, something you were all too aware of whenever you’d have an interaction with him. you knew it needed to change, and fast.

you’d gotten the job fresh out of college, extremely eager to take such a high paying position. you were lucky and you were aware, your gratitude something you showed through your endless devotion to being the best manager, and hopefully one day friend, mike could have. when you’d first been offered the position, part of what made it so appealing was knowing not only were you being paid, but you were given a room to stay, in the same home as mike. it was crucial, living alongside your boss in order to keep him in check. when you’d walked into a meeting room after you’d accepted the position, you were debrief about mike, told he was… difficult, to put up with. he tended to push his previous managers to the limit, his somewhat childlike demeanor sending them running the other direction. you accepted this as a challenge, something to motivate you to prove that you were worth more than the other old and dried up pieces of talent they’d had in here.

oh boy, did you have another thing coming. you weren’t any different to mike. sure, you were gorgeous, your eyes a color he could drown in, your laugh something he grew oh so fond of over the past few months you’d lived with him, but you were just another manager… right? it was his job to make this difficult for you. that’s how he saw it. so, you fought like you were pulling teeth, demanding he go change before going out like he was your 14-year-old daughter when he’d come out in a bleach stained t-shirt. you’d have to keep him from posting selfies of him smoking a joint on FACEBOOK just to cause a stir. for gods sake, you didn’t care if he put them anywhere else, just please, not where all the old people were. you’d argue late at night when you’d both head back to his place, your eyes filled with fiery anger after he’d drop some stupid shit in an interview, accidentally saying something about how one of his older costars were a “dried up old fashioned hag who needed to get some.” was he wrong…? no. but that didn’t mean he could say it.

he’d always yell back, his eyes filled with just as much anger. you went about this charade almost every time something had to be done. it could be a red carpet event, an awards dinner, an interview, even simply a live stream, there was always something with mike, something to yell and scream about. you constantly tried your hardest to stress how much you cared about this job, about him even too, sometimes blurring the line between professionalism and feelings as you’d get a little too intimate about the things you’d left behind, desperate for him to understand you, to see you.

it wasn’t until one night you’d finally had enough. he’d changed outfits right before a big interview that could’ve got him in front of multiple big directors, something big, even more groundbreaking for him. he’d been in an elegant outfit that fit his body so well, just like a glove, you could only imagine. of course, he hated it. he hated being coaxed into things, told what to do, to say, and currently, both were happening. when no one was watching, he’d slipped himself into a pair of black jeans and a tank top, walking out just like that, then proceeding to insult every director there individually. you were dumbfounded. no, he wasn’t drunk. no, he wasn’t high, medicated, or under any influence. this was just… mike, and you were starting to have enough.

the moment the two of you entered the house, you’d went at it, your face red from anger. how could he? how could he go out and blatantly go against everything you’d said purely out of boredom? he was a grown man, you’d think he could do better than this. you were embarrassed, not even for yourself as who represented him even though you should’ve been, but for him. you wanted this for him. your eyes locked on his, the moment you slammed the door shut. his big, beautiful brown eyes you most definitely didn’t mind looking into, no matter how angry you were. “mike, what the fuck,” was all you could say before he stuck his hand up. he went to turn on his heel, not even bothering to listen to a word you’d have to say.

that’s when you did something you didn’t think you’d do. this time, you’d let something slip, something you’d wished you hadn’t. “mike, if this shit doesn’t stop i’m fucking quitting, i’m leaving.”

that’s all it took.

that’s all it took for him to turn back on his heel to face you, frozen. his mouth was slightly parted, his eyes wider than you’d seen them before. he looked… angry.. confused.. no, not even. he looked… sad? he fluttered his eyes, his mouth opening and closing a little. you’d known you’d lasted longer than most, but this wasn’t what you were expecting.

“don’t,” was all he said, taking a couple of steps toward you. you stood there, frozen and tense as who was basically your boss slowly moved towards you, his demeanor different than you’d seen before. he was like a lost and wounded puppy, his dark brown eyes glistening with an emotion you’d never seen in him before. he reached out, touching your shoulder. you flinched, not even because you didn’t want him to but out of instinct.

“just, don’t go, y/n. i couldn’t take it, okay? i-i’m sorry, i’m sorry i fuck around too much, i’m sorry.. i just.. i don’t want you gone,” he said, his voice was low and growly. oh. he wanted you to stay. this was the first time he’d shown any interest in you in any way other than arguing, and you didn’t know what to do. with that being said, you did what you knew how to do best.

“okay,” you simply said, nodding your head as you went to your room. that night, you’d laid in your bed conflicted about the side of the man you lived with that you saw tonight. meanwhile, while you tossed and turned in your own sheets, mike did the exact same. little did you know, you were the only person mike had ever felt a real connection with. you were the only one patient, loving, thoughtful enough to be there for him, even through his hissy fits. he adored you, your style, your walk, your laugh, your humor, and he hated it. you were in his mind 24/7 and he hated it. but no, he could never get closer, because he knew you’d leave, just like the rest, and tonight was proof.

no, if mike were to ever attempt to get closer, you’d be the one to start it. and perhaps.. perhaps you would be, perhaps this encounter would be so engrained into your brain that you think about it daily, dissecting the look on his face. but who knows? maybe next week you’ll change your mind and pack your things, walk out the door. only the narrator knows quite what’s in store for the two of you…

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Yandere: "is that your family?" S/O: "nope, nah-uh, nada. I've never seen those people in my life"

Years of hard data say you're lying, but they're not about to incriminate themselves by revealing so: Huey Duck, Hunter | Golden Guard, Aziraphale, Sheldon J Plankton, Doctor Nefarious, Tenth Doctor, Shang Tsung, Dr Flug, Perry the Platypus, Midoriya Izuku

Suspects the lie but rolls with it: Ian Malcolm, Louie Duck, Anthony J. Crowley, Nick Wilde, Nagito Komaeda, Captain Jack Sparrow, Lightning McQueen, Ratchet, Kaa, Bugs Bunny, Mike Wazowski, Johnny Loughran, Klaus Hargreeves, Sans Undertale, Arataka Reigen, Tyrion Lannister, Legoshi, Rouge the Bat, Wallace Wells, Kendall Roy, Connor Roy, Finnick Odair

Races over to introduce themselves: Toga Himiko, SpongeBob SquarePants, Dewey Duck, Judy Hopps, Kokichi Ouma, Beetlejuice, Celia Mae, Gaston, Mavis Dracula, Undyne, Beast Boy, Deadpool, Alvin Seville, Phil Dunphy

Believes you: Pinkie Pie, Bluey & Bingo, Jataro Kemuri, Chick Hicks, Caligosto Loboto, GIR, Daffy Duck, Bill & Ted, Olaf, Shigeo Kageyama, Starfire, Scott Pilgrim, Ken, Castiel

Laughs at your thin deceptions: Emperor Belos, Bill Cipher, Black Hat, Scar, Shere Khan, Tai Lung, Lord Shen, Pagan Min, Invader ZiM, Shao Kahn, Eleventh Doctor, Rainbow Dash, Shenzi, Randall Boggs, Duncan Pepperidge Anderson, Agent Smith, Doctor Eggman, Han Solo, Alastor, Izaya Orihara, Gideon Graves, Roman Roy, Shiv Roy, Gristol Malik

Alternative interpretation is equally funny — the yandere is pointing out random groups of people and slowly narrowing down their choices.

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‘BINGO: hi so can u do a ‘YANDERE’ with Finnick Odair and prompt #2? can you make it a mutual yandere so that they are basically obsessed with each other. they are in an established relationship which just makes it even more intense ig? and could u at some point maybe give ppl reactions to them from their perspective? like how they are basically obsessed with eachtoehr and stuff if that makes sense

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𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Finnick Odair x Victor! Younger! Fem! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - kinda fluff (for you), smut (lots and lots of smut), slight gore

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 2.6K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Finnick has always taken care of you, and he had shown that by murdering everyone that ever touched you and winning you over just as easily as you did him. The Quarter Quell has come, and he will never let anyone lay a hand on you again, and neither will you.

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - age gap (4 years) || relationship has always been legal || mentions of forced prostitution || later, Finnick kills everyone who ever touched you and you want to do the same for him || Finnick is literally insanely in love with you and you are for him || mentions of killing || harsh language || Finnick covered in blood is a huge turn on || this is very unethical health wise, don’t do this (words of a med student) || smut warnings are public sex, multiple rounds, blood kink, pain kink, marking kink, you carve your name into Finnick’s collarbone it’s the yandere block man I gotta go with it, blood eating? (You like lick blood off Finnick), Finnick carves his name into your thigh, degradation, uses of names (slut, whore, cumdump, etc.), slight choking kink, riding, no full penetrative sex

Finnick. Finnick.

Who else was as gifted as you to have Finnick fucking Odair by their side every day? No one else, and you made sure of that.

But Finnick? Finnick spending every got damn day of his life with you? He wouldn’t rather be with anyone else.

And by hell's name did he make sure you knew that, especially before the parade.

“Oh come on darling, you’re doing so good for me. You like the thought of going out on that parade all filled of my cum? Hm?” He basically growls into your ear, his hips thrusting against your ass, cock continuing to hit all those slots inside of you that made you claw against the wall.

“Yes, yes I do! I do, I do,” you babbled without end, mind blurry and hazy as his hands squeeze at your sides, eyes rolling back as his hand slowly slips into the front of your dress, rubbing at your clit. “Fuck, fuck Finnick!”

He laughs, fingers rubbing firm circles before he hears footsteps, quickly looking to the side to see one of the tributes just standing there. Finnick’s other hand goes around your neck, putting soft pressure as he kisses against your neck as he maintains eye contact with the tribute.

Your moans grow louder, realizing it was pointless to hold back when Finnick was fucking you like you would never see each other again. To be quite honest, you couldn’t wait for when you both were put into the games and you could fuck in the arena. You both knew y’all were getting out of the arena alive and together, so there of course was a victory in fucking on live TV.

The pressure on your throat made your mind hazy, whines leaving your lips as Finnick hushed you softly, the other tribute finally having enough sense to leave. “Try to stay quiet, alright darling? We’re in public, you can’t act up like you do in bed.”

You nodded, quickly covering your mouth. “I’m so-sorry, I’m so sorry Fin.”

He shook his head. “Don’t be sorry, darling, you’re doing so good, so fucking good. Love it when you’re my own personal cumdump, desperate and milking my cock for everything I have.”

You whine, nodding along with him. “Yes! Yes, I’m your cumdump, Fin, I want everything. Please please please!”

He grunts loudly as the fanfare starts to play, desperately trying to hit that blissful edge as he thrusts faster, the sound of wet squelching filling the entire corridor. Your moans added to the sound, Finnick’s deep thrusts and loud moans making whines add to the symphony of sex.

“Tell me how bad you want it, you little slut, come on, tell me how much you want my cum.”

You babbled on endlessly just like he wanted, praising every inch of his cock and saying cock drunk things. “I want your cum, Fin, I want it! Please, please I want to be filled up again and again, don’t stop, don’t stop!”

He grunts loudly as he slammed himself into you, eyes rolling back as his cum spurts inside of you, a loud whine leaving your lips as he pants heavily behind you. His hand moves from your throat, your clenching pussy almost burning from overstimulation and the fact you had cum right when he did made your stomach churn.

“You alright, darling?”

Immediately, you nod, head lulling slightly. “More than alright, Fin.”

He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to your temple as he slowly pulled out, fixing his outfit after pushing the cum dripping out of your pussy straight back in. The feeling makes you shiver before he pulls them out, licking his digits clean as you slowly turn around to pull him down for a firm kiss. He hums loudly, pulling you closer.

Oh he really wanted to fuck you again now.

“What the hell are we waiting for?” Katniss asks Haymitch and Peeta, Haymitch laughing.

“You didn’t hear them?”

Peeta basically gags. “How could I not? I swear, all of Panem probably heard them!”

“Heard what, what's going on?” Katniss asks, Haymitch humming as you and Finnick slowly walk out.

“Finnick and Y/N Odair. Freshly married, been together since birth, absolutely infatuated with each other. Finnick has blood on his hands from people who looked at her wrong, and Y/N has the same. Oh shit, here they come,” Haymitch fixes himself as quickly as he could as you walk tall and without a single falter, shocking the three of them after how loud Finnick’s thrusts were.

“Katniss Everdeen, as I live and breathe,” you say, giggling slightly as Finnick pressed a soft kiss to your head and smiled at Haymitch. “My name is Y/N, this is my husband, Finnick.”

Katniss nods slightly, how could she not know who you were when you both were fucking like rabbits in the corridor? “It’s nice to meet you,” she lies. “We heard the symphony of your arrival earlier.”

Finnick clicks his tongue. “Told you people could hear the cum dripping out of your cunt,” he whispers, making Katniss’ face flush as he laughs. “I’m joking. Kind of. We’ll see you both later. Haymitch.”

Finnick nods at their mentor before guiding you away, your fingers intertwined with his as he helps you onto the carriage before quickly following.

“They’re crazy, I love it,” Haymitch says as Katniss gapes at him.

“You don’t think that’s fucking weird? At all?”

Haymitch shrugs. “It’s not my place to think it’s weird. They’re in love, no matter how psychotic that love is, but it works. Besides, they’re the most dangerous people in that arena. If they lose each other, the other will go fucking haywire.”

During training, Finnick only left you for one thing — to spar with the mother fucker who didn’t know how to keep his eyes to himself.

You stayed at the rope tying station, practicing your knots before you saw Katniss and Peeta walk in. “Katniss, Peeta!”

Your yell makes Finnick look away just for a minute, sending a grin to the pair before getting back into his fighting stance. It had taken a minute for the other tribute to agree to spar with Finnick, but after quick persuasion, he was finally able to actually get it done.

The first hit to the face was a surprise for Finnick, especially because he didn’t think the other man would play dirty with weighted beads in his hand. It makes Finnick pause, a slight scoff falling from his lips as he wipes the blood from over his lip that was coming from his nose while staring straight at the tribute.

Really? He knew he couldn’t win that much that he needed to use fucking weighted beads?

Finnick laughs as he wipes his blood onto the uniform, licking his lips and getting just a bit of that coppery tang on the tip of his tongue.

When you went silent, it actually scared Katniss and Peeta. If looks could kill, the entire room would be dead from the way you were staring at the man who hit Finnick.

“Excuse me,” you say, your bubbly mood gone as you walk toward the rope tying station.

Peeta nods slightly, his eyes following you to see how the hell you and Finnick were seen as the most dangerous in this competition. It made sense, yes, but he wanted to see why.

“Oh my god,” Katniss whispers, Peeta finally looking at Finnick who was truly showing how dangerous he was. It was obvious that he was skilled in water combat, but the way he fought even out of the water made Peeta want to sob.

Finnick easily caught the man’s wrist, knocking the beads out of his grip before quickly maneuvering to the ground to knock him off of his feet. He quickly straddles his abdomen, his fist slamming down over and over into his face.

“Get off!” A voice yelled, but as soon as Finnick did - his face splattered with blood - the man was pulled into the air by a rope, the man dangling upside down.

You jump down from the rafters, quickly making your way to Finnick who wrapped his arm around you. You giggled as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your temple as you smiled up at him. “You need to wait until the games, Fin.”

He rolls his eyes. “He can’t keep his eyes off of you.”

You shrugged. “That doesn’t matter, it’s not like he’ll be able to touch me, right?”

He grinned down at you as you wiped the blood from his nose, humming as you licked it off your finger. “Never, honey.”

You giggled as he pulled you toward the exit, looking back just enough to wave at Peeta and Katniss, their eyes wide.

“Did she just-?”

“Yeah, she did.”

“Am I the only one who thought that was kind of hot?”

“I don’t know what I thought of that.”

Finnick led you back up to the apartment, and as soon as the door closed, your hands were pulling off his clothes as he pushed you up the stairs, easily pulling off your suit. You could taste the coppery-metallic taste of blood on your tongue, his bruised knuckles easily opening the door to your shared room before throwing you onto the bed.

You giggled as you bounced on the mattress, watching as Finnick slipped off his suit and wiped off the blood of the other tribute. It makes your pussy clench, just the sight of him covered in blood, a whine leaving your lips as he wiped it off. Your fingers easily slip inside of your cunt, the feeling making your eyes roll into the back of your head as he slowly crawled on top of you, his nails dragging along your thighs. You whined loudly as he slowly reached into the nightstand, gasping as he slowly pulled out a small needle.

“You trust me baby?”

You nodded immediately. “Yes, yes I do.”

He smiled, kissing against your thigh before slowly standing. “You keep stretching yourself out darling, I’ll come back and treat you real nice.”

You nod, following his orders as he goes into the bathroom to pull out the first aid kit, grabbing the gauze and tape. He takes some, with the addition of some ointment because of course he’d take care of you no matter what, first and  foremost at any point in time.

He slowly walked back out, smiling at the sight of your hips rutting up into your fingers, loud whines coming from your mouth. “Can’t get it, baby?”

You shake your head. “N-No, I can’t, can’t, not without you!”

He smiled, quickly pushing himself between your thighs as he kissed along your thigh. He takes the needle, slowly dragging it against the skin, just not enough to draw blood just yet. You groaned loudly, your fingers pushing into your mouth to lick off all of your lewd juices making his eyes roll back.

But no, no he had to focus, he had to make his name look all pretty on your skin. Your hips buck as he puts more pressure, finally drawing blood as you cover your mouth instead. “F-Finnick? Finnick, it hurts.”

“I know baby, just give me a minute, alright? It won’t hurt for long.” He can see your pussy drop even more with arousal, a smile on his face. “It hurts but makes you feel good at the same time baby?”

You nod. “Mhm! Yes, yes it does!”

He smiled at the crimson blood dripping down your thigh, the ‘FIN’ of his name already done. “Almost there baby, almost there.”

Your skin burned, it truly did, but your body was so hot. You whine as his hand holds your quivering thigh, kissing along your skin. “Oh honey, calm down. It feels good, right? Just focus on me.”

You nodded, staring down as he stared at what he was doing with such focus that he almost forgot he had to stop at the K. He stares at the dribbles of blood running down your thigh, looking up at you. “Can I, darling?”

You nodded immediately, leaning forward to press his lips to your skin. Your eyes rolled back as he licked along the letters, sucking to get that addictive metallic taste into his mouth. You moaned loudly as your hands tug on his hair, whining loudly as his tongue trails over your skin before he pulls back. His teeth trail over the laceration he made, the marks that he made on you to claim you.

Your stomach tightens, hips bucking as your mind goes blurry, your orgasm hitting hard as a broken moan leaves your mouth.

Finnick inhaled as he watched your cum dribble down your pussy, his blood covered mouth immediately pushing between your legs. You squeal, hands tugging on his head. “Wait, Fin! I want you, I want to d-do it too.”

He looks up at you, grinning. “Let me clean you up, then you can.”

You nodded repeatedly as he rubs ointment on your thigh, covering it with the gauze and taping it down before putting the needle between his teeth and grins as he offers it to you. “Your turn darling.”

With that, he laid back and watched as you shakily straddle him, hovering over his waist as you hold his cock and slowly sink down onto him. You whine loudly as you take the needle and slowly drag it over his skin, not yet drawing blood.

“C-Can I do it here?” You whisper, settling on his collarbone as he nods.

“You can do it anywhere you want, darling.”

Slowly, you push the needle into his skin to draw blood, gasping as he lets out a loud groan and tilts his head back. He could’ve came then and there, hips bucking making you whine.

“D-Don’t do that,” you squirm, inhaling deeply. “I’m just… I need to focus.”

He smiled, nodding. “Alright darling, you make it pretty for me.”

You continue, the slight pricks of pain and the addition of your hot cunt wrapped around him almost made him cum then and there. He was so so close, but when you finished and set the needle to the side before leaning down and dragging your tongue over the mark.

He lets out a loud groan, holding your hips as you suck softly, thrusting up into you before you pull away with a whine. “You don’t want me to cover it up?”

He laughs. “No darling, of course not. Want this all on show.”

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MASTER LIST★

AVATAR

NETEYAM:

All I wanted was you...( Yandere Neteyam x Metkayina reader)

Neteyam HCS( Neteyam x reader)

Husband Neteyam x reader( AGED UP) (NO SMUT)

Not all stories end with a happy ending( Neteyam x Metkayina reader) (ANGST)

AO'NUNG:

Ao'nung HCS( AO NUNG X READER)

Yandere Ao'nung HCS

TSIREYA:

I see you...( Tsireya x Fem Metkayina reader) (Angst turns into fluff)

Tsu'tey:

Nga yawns lu oer...(Tsu'tey x Omaticaya reader) (angst turns into fluff)

YANDERE AVATAR THE WAY OF WATER FAN FICTION:

INTRO

CHAPTER 1

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

AEMOND TARGARYEN:

RIGHT PERSON WRONG TIME( Aemond x reader ANGST)

Fire and blood( Dark Aemond Targaryen x reader) ( Coming soon)

Yandere Aemond x Older sister reader (Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3 )

Aemond Smut Imagine

Jacaerys Velaryon:

Yandere Jacaerys Velaryon x reader HCS

Harry Potter

CEDRIC DIGGORY:

ALMOST LOOSING YOU- DARK CEDRIC DIGGORY X READER

VICTOR KRUM:

My swan( Yandere Victor Krum x reader)

DRACO MALFOY:

Yandere Draco Malfoy x reader( coming soon)

HARRY POTTER:

Coming soon

NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM:

Coming soon

HUNGER GAMES

FINNICK ODAIR:

Never letting you go- Finnick Odair( Dark Finnick x reader)

CATO HADLEY:

Blood in my hands- DarkCato Hadley x reader( coming soon)

CORIOLANUS SNOW:

Cold as snow( Dark Coriolanus Snow x reader)

PEETA MELLARK

Coming soon

HONKAI STAR RAIL

JING YUAN:

Yandere Jing Yuan x reader HCS

DAN HANG

coming soon

BLADE

Coming soon

ONE PIECE

ZORO:

Yandere Zoro x reader HCS

SANJI:

WILL POST SOON

BUGGY:

WILL POST SOON

LORD OF THE RINGS/ THE HOBBIT

LEGOLAS:

WILL POST SOON

THRANDUIL:

Letter from Dark Thranduil

Dark Thranduil HCS

FRODO:

WILL POST SOON

PIPPY:

WILL POST SOON

MERRY:

WILL POST SOON

SAMWISE:

WILL POST SOON

ARAGORN:

WILL POST SOON

Game Of Thrones

Daenerys

Coming soon

Jon Snow

Coming soon

Sansa Stark

Coming soon

Rob Stark

Coming soon

Oberyn Martel

Coming soon

PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS

LUKE CASTELLAN

Dark Luke Castellan x reader HCS

The sun shines brighter when I'm with you.

Wrapped in a deadly embrace

PERCY JACKSON

Finding you

ANNABETH CHASE

COMING SOON

GROVER UNDERWOOD

COMING SOON

CLARISSE LA RUE

WAR AND BEAUTY

Outer Banks

RAFE CAMERON

Sick.

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ride the cyclone

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shadow and bone

alina starkov, malyen oretsev, genya safin, zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, tamaar & tolya, nikolai lantsov

six of crows

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the outsiders

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the hunger games

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it (2017)

bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

the school for good and evil

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the land of stories

connor bailey, alex bailey, red riding hood, jack, goldilocks

scooby doo

shaggy rogers, fred jones, daphne blake, velma dinkley, thorn, dusk, luna

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

a good girls guide to murder

pippa fitz-amobi, ravi singh, naomi ward, cara ward, connor reynolds, jamie reynolds, nat da silva

the mighty ducks

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monster high

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the powerpuff girls

blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium, brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

sweeney todd

sweeney todd, anthony hope, mrs lovett, johanna todd

the rosewood chronicles

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, jamie volk, ollie moreno, raphael wilcox, anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

hairspray

corny collins, link larkin, amber von tussle, tracey turnblad, penny pingleton, seaweed j. stubbs

attack on titan

eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, jean kirstein, sasha braus, connie springer, annie leonhardt, bertholdt hoover, reiner braun, hange zoe, levi ackerman, erwin smith, colt grice, niccolo, yelena, onyakopon, zeke yeager

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, eleventh doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, amy pond, rory williams, simm! master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

good omens

crowley, aziraphale, ineffable husbands (poly), beelzebub <3, gabriel, ineffable bureaucracy (poly), nina, maggie, nina and maggie (poly), anathema

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

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Hello, can I please from the Hunger Games. yandere finik odeyr

I think you're requesting Finnick Odair. I hope I understood correctly.

Finnick is not afraid to manipulate you and the people around him. He is using his handsomeness to lure you. He is an obsessive lover. He's a bully when it comes to you. He's bullying he rivals and anyone else involved in your relationship. He has a clingy demeanor. This results in very little time spent with other people in your life. He is overprotective of you. He is very afraid that something will happen to you. He uses gaslighter against you when necessary. Always trying to be your savior. He is trying to create the image of you as your savior. He does not hesitate to punish or manipulate you by using his sense of guilt. He uses he charm and charisma to eliminate problems. As long as you are obedient, he will be kind to you.

[kining-the-evil]

Okay so hear me out, yandere Finnick Odair where he never lets the reader leave his house at victor's village, but somehow reader manages to escape and like reaches out to Snow because reader thinks he'll do something to help her. So Snow puts her on a train to the capital but when she gets to her room in the Presidential Palace Finnick is in there waiting her and tells her off for leaving him. Mid screaming at her he tells her that Snow ordered they get married Infront of the capital and all 12 districts so readers like offially suck with him and cant run away again.

(This was so long I'm so sorry, but I love your work sm!! ❤️)

My Pretty Little Bride

Summary: exactly what the request says

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Warnings: Yandere!Finnick, kidnapping, drugging, emotional abuse, forced marriage, very small mention of what snow forces Finnick to do.

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Hunger games masterlist. All masterlist

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Taglist: @flowercrowns-goodvibes

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Finnick greeted as he walked into the kitchen. He placed a kiss on your head before walking over to stove. “What should we do for Breakfast?”

You ignored him, staring out the window. You were curled up on the window seat that looked out on the beach, giving you a perfect view of the ocean.

“What time did you get up?” You shrugged, making him sigh. “Don’t act like that, you’re the one who messed up our morning walks.”

The morning walks. It had taken months for Finnick to trust you enough to take you out. But you fucked it up when you tried to run last week. Instead of freedom, all you got was bruises along your body from him tackling you and dragging you back to the huge house he kept you locked in.

Finnick spent the morning ignoring you, as though you were a cat curled up on the window. He made breakfast, leaving yours at your normal spot while he ate his own. He cleaned the dishes, and excused himself to shower and change, leaving you alone again.

Before a year ago you didn’t know Finnick. Sure, you knew of him, everyone in district 4 did, but you didn’t know him. You weren’t even sure if you’d ever met the man before that morning. The morning you woke up in a soft, warm bed instead of the hard one you’d gone to sleep in. When you woke up in a strangers house that would become your prison.

The sun was almost completely up by the time you heard Finnick coming back down the stairs. You finally looked away from the window, seeing him for the first time that day. He was dressed up in nicer clothing, making your heart collapse. He only dressed like that when he was going to be seen by the Capital.

“I have to go to the Capital for a few days, maybe a week, for an event." He absentmindedly told you, checking his reflection in a mirror in the hall.

"What?"

A small smile grew on his face from the shakiness of your voice. Finnick knew the only thing you hated more than being locked up here with him was being locked up here alone.

Finnick turned and walked towards you, taking your chin between his thumb and pointer finger to tip your head up towards him. "Don't worry, sweetheart. Everything in the house is stocked, and I'll be back in a few days." He pushed his lips to yours in a gentle kiss, not at all detoured by your lack of response. He gently caressed your face before stepping away with a sad smile.

You watched as he walked towards the door, and in a moment of desperation you ran at it. But of course, Finnick caught you in his large arms, swinging you both to face away from the door. "Don't you get tired of this?" He whispered against your neck while digging for something in his pocket. You hated how strong he was. Even now, as you used all of your body weight to fight against him, he only needed one arm to keep you pinned to his body. "Luckily I know you to well, my little bird. I was prepared." You caught sight of some sort of syringe, causing you to fight harder. Finnick sighed before pushing you against the wall roughly, making your head bounce against it. "Sorry, but I need you to be as still as possible." After a moment there was a sharp prick on your neck, and only seconds later your felt you fighting weaken. The room around you spun lightly as the corners of your vision went black. You went limp against Finnick as he whispered comfort into your ear. The last thing you hear being, "Just rest, little bird."

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You woke up in your bed. The whole room was dark, and you were tucked securely into the bed. Your entire body protested as you sat up, shaking slightly from the energy it took. Your mind still foggy as you stood up. You knew what this was, some sort of sedative Finnick liked to use. It would not only knock you out but leave you someone sedated for a few hours after waking up. On shaky legs you made your way over to the window, pulling back the curtains. Outside was dark, the only light coming from the moon shinning on the ocean. You must have slept through the day.

You pulled yourself away from the window, and after becoming aware of how dry your mouth felt, you started the long journey to the kitchen. The victors house was large, but with the drugs running through your system, it felt even larger. The walk down the stairs and into the kitchen felt like it took a good hour for you to get down there.

It was exactly the same as that morning, the plate of uneaten food Finnick had left you still sat on the table and his own dishes were still in the sink. You grabbed a glass, filling it with water and gulping it down. You repeated the process, trying to get rid of the dry, sandy feeling in your throat.

After a few more glasses, you stopped for a moment to catch your breath. You looked outside, watching as the water crashed onto the beach. Like almost every other kid in district 4, you had loved the ocean and the beach, and now you felt just like you had as a child. Never allowed to go alone, being told how dangerous the water could be if you were alone, Finnick scolded you about these things the same way your mother had, like you were just an ignorant child.

You felt tears of frustration Well up in your eyes, and you truly felt like a child. You wanted to scream about how unfair it was, wanted to stomp your feat and throw things, but every time you had Finnick just laughed and watched you.

But Finnick wasn’t here. And every moment you were getting more upset, more angry, and after a moment you grabbed some random statue off the count and threw it as hard as you could.

You didn’t think about where you were throwing it, and jumped when it made a loud smashing sound, the window it had hit shattering. You froze, the kitchen in silence as you stood there, staring at the now broken window, one thought running through your head.

You had to get outside.

Despite still being shaky, you climbed onto the counter, and after a moment of struggling, you climbed out of the window. You could feel the glass cutting you in a few places, and the ground scratched your knees as you fell to the ground outside, but it didn’t matter. You were outside.

You pushed yourself to your feet, and took off running. You didn’t really have a destination in mind, but your feet led you to the beach in front of the house. You didn’t stop until the rough sand became wet and cold beneath your feet, some of it squishing up between your toes. The water splashing up against your feet as the waves came in, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m free…” you whispered, taking a step further into the water. “I’m free!” You yelled, spinning in a circle as waves of excitement rolled over you. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d felt like this, and you couldn’t stop the laugh from escaping. You were out of that fucking house! Finally, you were free-

“Hey! What are you doing!?” A voice called out, making you stop your spinning and search for the voice. You found the source to be two peace keepers walking towards you, and you felt a new wave of relief rush over you. They would help you, get you somewhere safe.

“Please, I need your help,” you started towards them, but stoped, hands shooting up when a gun was pointed at you.

“Don’t move!”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” You stayed still as they walked up to you.

“What’s your name?” The older looking one questioned.

“Y/n l/n, please, I was taken from my home a year ago by Finnick Odair. He’s kept me locked up in his house for a year, but I escaped and I really need help-“

“Calm down ma’am.” The younger one spoke. “We’ll take you somewhere while we sort everything out.”

A few hours later you were sitting in the city building, the few cuts you had were wrapped up, and a blanket was brought to you and wrapped around your shoulders. No one had really spoken to you, but you didn’t mind. Just being in a different building than that damn house was comforting.

A little bit later two feet appeared in your vision and you looked up at the head peacekeeper. “Please come with me,” he instructed before turning to walk away. You quickly jumped up to follow him. You struggled to keep up for a few minutes before you finally spoke up.

“Where are we going?”

The peacekeeper slowly came to a stop before looking over at you. You couldn’t fully read his face, but he looked slightly conflicted.

“I’m not really supposed to tell you this, but we’re taking you to the capital.”

“The Capital? Why-“

“President Snow is concerned about what happened considering it was with a victor.” The man rushed out. “Now come on, your train will be leaving in a few minutes.”

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The train ride, while nerve racking, was exciting. After seeing the same things day after day, the view out the train window was breathtaking. You spent almost the whole ride just sitting and watching. The only time you weren’t looking out the window you were eating the provided food.

Finnick didn’t cheep out on the food he provided at all, but what was provided on the train was beyond what you could imagine. An array of fancy food you couldn’t possibly know the names of, different meats and cheeses, soups and noodle dishes, and of course the large array of deserts. Cakes, cookies, puddings, and a sort of custard dish that you adored.

By the time you made it to the capital however, any excitement that had been rising in you had completely disappeared. You were meeting the president himself, and he was going to help you. Or you hoped he would.

The moment you stepped off of the train you were bombarded by a couple of peacekeepers who took you directly to a building where a new group of people took you. You had seen some photos of Capital citizens, but it still shocked you with how they were dressed. Over the top outfits and hair dyed colors you’d never seen before. You expected them to take you somewhere else, but instead they demanded you strip.

“What?! Why?”

“You’re meeting the president, you will look perfect.”

The next two hours were torture. The three complete strangers plucked and waxed your entire body, talking about you as though you were just an object for them to perfect. By the end of you were placed in a simple dress and your makeup and hair were done up all fancy. As you were once again led away you could hear the people who had prepared you giggling amongst themselves and you heard one say something along the lines of ‘he’ll love how she looks.’

You were led to a door and the door was opened for you. “I’m here please.” You didn’t argue and went into the room and the door was closed behind you. A small click was heard but you thought nothing of it as you walked further into the room. It looked like a large dressing room but there was also a bed on one wall.

A large vanity was set up, and glanced into it, shocked by what you said. You’d seen them adding the makeup, but you didn’t think it’d look this fancy. It looked like you were preparing for some sort of large event and your hair matched. It just confused you, why would the president, or anyone for that matter, require you to look this dressed up. And on top of that, the dress didn’t match the fanciness of the rest of you.

“Don’t you look pretty.”

You practically jumped as you quickly stood up and turned around to see Finnick coming out of a bathroom you hadn’t noticed. He was dressed in a black suit, a small white rose pinned to it. His hair was done up in the ‘perfectly messy’ look the capital loved.

Finnick started to walk forward as you took a step back, hitting the vanity. The man continued to approach you until you were trapped between him and the vanity. He reached up to brush his fingers over your cheek.

“You know, I was a little worried when I was pulled away from my duties to be told about you, but it was the best thing to happen to me.”

“I don’t understand…” you whispered.

“The president decided it would be a pefect event for the Capital darling to marry the love of his life live in front of the whole capital.”

All the color drained from your face as you realized what was happening. “No, no I don’t want to do this.”

“Too bad, what do you think is happening right now?” He motioned to the room around him. “I’m going to marry you in front of everyone and then the whole country will know that your mine, and if you know what’s good for you, you will be the perfect little wife for me.” You wanted to cry and Finnick pulled you into a hug. “Don’t cry little bird, we wouldn’t want to ruin your makeup.”

As he hugged you the door opened and a woman stepped in with a large wedding dress in toe. The woman’s appearance was as dressed up as the others you’d seen, but she had a theme. She looked to be a tiger of some kind.

“Here’s your dress.” Finnick announced as he pulled away from you. “Meet Tigeress, she’s the best designer in the country. We worked together to design your dress.”

You couldn’t deny that it was a beautiful dress. It was porcelain white with a deep neckline. The bottom of the dress had gems and seashells attached. As you studied the dress Finnick placed a small kiss to your cheek. “I’ll leave you to get ready, and I’ll see you at the end of the aisle.”

Before you new it you were in the dress, a bouquet of flowers were in your hands and you were walking down a long aisle as hundreds of eyes you didn’t know watched your every step, no idea that your life would end at the end of the walk. You were spaced out almost the entire time, mind barely comprehending what was happening to you. You did end up meeting the president at the reception of your wedding as he wished you a long and happy marriage.

“I’m sure the capital will live to watch your relationship, and family, grow.”