#like Finnick

[thinkfastchuccklenuts]

So, as we know the hunger games is treated like a show and a big event in the Capitol, right? And it is assumed that you can re watch old games and such. Do you think there’s games fan fiction?

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[magnusedom]

[fictionadventurer]

Personally, it's always a bit wild to me to see commentators interact with the Hunger Games franchise as if Collins were writing science fiction stories instead of essays with faces. She's just not that interested in fleshing out side characters or digging into the details of the worldbuilding. These characters are concepts and symbols before they're people. There's an almost mathematical precision to who and what she explores and how deeply she does it. This is a step or two away from pure allegory. If she were writing a couple of centuries ago, she'd have named her characters things like Innocence and Anger and Watch-Carefully-Your-Soul-Lest-Ye-Be-Damned, but since she's writing for modern audiences, she has to settle for puns and allusions. If she has another essay to write, she'll assign some faces to it; she's not going to look into backstories or other eras just for the sake of storytelling, and it's not a failing as a writer that she doesn't.

[katnissmellarkkk]

suzanne collins : “so in the epilogue of mockingjay, katniss only refers to her children as the girl and the boy-”

people who read with one eye shut : “BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T LOVE HER KIDS AND WAS FORCED INTO HAVING THEM BY THE EVIL PEETA MELLARK?”

suzanne collins probably : “because i couldn’t decide on two names i liked.”

[melaninforkings]

a piece of me dies every time im reading a fic and taylor swift lyrics pop up😭 then i realize the description of the oc or “reader” are very white coded like OH! that’s not…

[itsajollyjester]

here’s an Odesta for the first time in months

[charlunday]

"Finnick Odair? Who's that?"

rip Finnick you would've loved chilling with your kids and not being famous

commissions open!

[nainz7]

the funniest part of mockingjay was when Gale was like, ‘omg Katniss, Finnick totally has a crush on you,’ and the poor guy was loosing his mind being away from Annie

[millionsknives]

bait / hook / line / sinker

[madeofjules]

Finnick not realizing Katniss loved Peeta (not in a romantic sense, just in general) has never made sense to me because he had to agree to die for Peeta or else he'd lose Katniss.

I'd love to hear everyone's thoughts about this.

[realangelahernandez]

Name one thing worse than looking up angst and only smut popping up

[thedelicatearcher]

could you write about finnick being more submissive in bed? nothing intense or extreme just an example of giving over control every once in a while. loved ur stuff <3

nsfw!! mdni

finnick odair doesnt't mind being submissive in bed with you <3

finnick has your arms pinned above your head as his cock thrusts hard and in a steady rhythm into you. relishing in the delicious feeling of having you underneath him, he buries his face into your neck and peppers it with kisses before nibbling it gently. low growls come out of his pink lips as he feels the tightness in his stomach starting to build.

“finn,” you whimpered softly, “i want to ride you.” your soft voice startles him and he slowly stops his hip movements, pulling his head away from your neck to look at you. looking at you hesitantly, he asks “is everything okay, honey? am i going too fast?” the worry in his eyes disappears when you let out a soft giggle.  “no, honey. just want to be the one in control for once,” you confess and his cheeks turn pink, feeling flustered at the thought of you completely dominating him.

“anything for you,” he says with a shaky voice, a soft whine escaping both of your lips as he pulls out. he lays down on his back and puts his hands behind his head, eagerly watching you straddle his lap and slowly sink down on his cock. a strangled moan gets stuck in his throat at the feeling of you clenching around him. his hands inevitably fall to grab your hips, marking your skin with his tight grasp. 

“honey,” he whines softly, “you feel so good”. he looks at you with such adoration, his eyes shining as his gaze travels along your body and returns back to your face, taking his time to appreciate each of your features. you feel like a goddess. you place your hands on his chest for balance, and start slowly bouncing on him. 

“fuck,” you gasp loudly at the feeling of his cock hitting such a deep spot, tossing your head back from the sensation. finnick’s hands on your hips try to guide your movements, but you stop him. “let me make you feel good, finn,” you tell him a little breathlessly and guide his hands to your breasts. his large hands gently squeeze them and roll your nipples between his fingers, enjoying the view before his attention returns back to where you are connected.

finnick is totally lost in the pleasure. his signature smirk is replaced by a fucked-out expression, his flustered face flushed pink, almost red. his mouth agape as growls and heavy breaths come out of his lips freely. his half-lidded eyes begging to close and surrender to the pleasure, but he is so devoted to looking at you. he isn’t going to let out a teasing comment like he always does, he is too close to his climax to form a rational thought. a string of your name and curse words are the only words coming out of his mouth.

he groans hard when you start speeding up your movements, your legs burning from all the effort, but the desire to watch him fall apart beneath you makes you power through it. “honey,” he whines, “please, i’m so close.” his words of supplication ignite a fire throughout your body, craving so desperately the same release finnick is on the verge of. “fuck yes, baby,” you moan as your hand leaves finnick’s chest and finds your clit, rubbing it as you feel the climax over the horizon.

“let go, pretty boy, let go for me,” you say between breathless moans, your bouncing becoming erratic as you grow tired, using your last effort to bring him to his orgasm. finnick grabs your free hand and interlocks it with his, his gaze locked with yours as he comes whimpering your name. soft words of praise escape your lips, talking him through his orgasm.

while finnick starts coming down from his climax, you selfishly start to grind yourself against him. your swollen, sensitive nub rubbing against his pelvis makes you see stars. you crash down hard, a powerful orgasm hitting you as your vision turns white and your walls clench around him. a fucked-out finnick gently guides your hips, helping you ride your orgasm.

your eyes flutter open, breathing heavily as you open your eyes and observe the beautiful man beneath you. a shy smile spreads across his face, “hi,” he says before breaking into giggles.it’s a moment so sweet and intimate, it is impossible not to melt.

“let me clean you up, beautiful,” you say before lifting your body off him and heading to the bathroom. first, you clean yourself up and use the bathroom, then grab a clean cloth to help him. you give him an innocent peck on his lips, cradling his face with your hands and say “you did amazing, finn, so good as always.” finnick blushes even more, though it seems impossible for his face to get any redder. a soft sigh of contentment escapes his lips as you carefully clean his member and then pepper his body with sweet kisses.

[inkluvs]

thinking about finnick who goes fishing in the summer and he’s got all these freckles and a little burn on his nose and when he comes back ur still in bed n he showers and gets back in bed w u <3 n u wake up later thinking ur the first one up but when u get to the kitchen there’s a shell and a little tray of baked goods that he got for u waiting on the counter <3 signed his name in big loopy letters <3

[thegreenthepeacetheorange]

Correct me if I’m wrong but through the entire hunger games trilogy, the only person to literally say the words “I love you” is Gale.

Katniss and Peeta don’t ever say these words to each other or to anyone else (like Prim, Mrs Everdeen, Haymitch etc.). I think Katniss at one point in book 1 says she’s sure that Prim is possibly the only person she loves. Peeta says he knew when he was a goner for her in the first book and because they’re “playing” at love, Katniss from then on talks about how Peeta loves her. There’s a bit towards the end of the first book, right as Katniss is thinking of the poison berries, where she talks about Peeta talking about how much he loves her but we don’t actually hear him say it, she just recounts it in her sort of daze. But neither of them say the words “I love you” to each other (or others).

But yet, we know at every turn that Peeta and Katniss love each other and care so deeply about each other. They don’t need to say the words because it’s understood, often through actions and also Katniss’s internal thoughts. We also can tell that they love the people around them, their families, Haymitch, Gale, Finnick etc. We don’t need to hear them say they words “I love you” to know that they love these people and each other. And at the end of Mockingjay, the “You love me. Real or not real?” moment let’s us know that Peeta is not asking her to say those words to him. He’s asking her to confirm something he already knows to be true.

[stevenrogered]

now that the hunger games is popular again with the new movie out, ive realized there are a whole crop of fans who don't know/forgot these incredible fan made videos exist. they were huge in the fandom at the time for how good they were

haymitch's games:

the story of finnick and annie: