❝ We were destined for despair.❞ [catching fire-mockingjay] [finnick odair x fem oc]

━━━⊱⋆.˚ ☼⋆𓇼｡𖦹˙༄.°⊰━━━ ↳𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 a girl raised by songbirds and saltwater enters the arena - twice; the golden boy she abhors becomes the one person who understands; and together, they learn the odds are 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 in their favor. ━━━⊱⋆.˚ ☼⋆𓇼｡𖦹˙༄.°⊰━━━ ❝𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆❞ ━━━⊱⋆.˚ ☼⋆𓇼｡𖦹˙༄.°⊰━━━ 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 ↳(the 69th annual hunger games) 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 ↳(catching fire) 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 ↳(mockingjay) ━━━⊱⋆.˚ ☼⋆𓇼｡𖦹˙༄.°⊰━━━ finnick odair x fem!oc tw: strong descriptions of violence/gore | minimal to moderate language | implicit to mildly explicit sexual themes @enchanteev

She was born in the sea. They tried to drown her in blood. Violet Richardson never asked to be a Victor. At sixteen, she was reaped for the 67th Hunger Games and earned her crown the only way the Capitol allowed: with blood on her hands and salt in her lungs. Branded The Ocean's Fury, Vi became a Capitol darling, sold to the highest bidder, and paraded like a prize. But beneath the pearls and poison, rebellion simmers. When she's forced to mentor a fragile tribute named Annie Cresta, Vi sees herself reflected in trembling hands and sea-glass eyes-and vows to protect the girl in the only way she knows how. Survival. As whispers of revolution sweep Panem, Vi must fight for more than her life. For love-for Finnick Odair, the boy the Capitol turned into a weapon. For her brother, reaped in a later Game. For the spark of something better. And when the Quarter Quell drags her back into the Arena, Vi makes a choice: She won't play their game. She'll burn it down. From the depths of District Four to the heart of a rebellion, Salt in Her Veins is a story of rage, resistance, and the quiet hope that survives even the cruelest storms.

There are two kinds of people in the world, or at least in Pepper Buckley's small, one town, one district world. Those people are Leatherbacks and Horseshoes. She's a Leatherback. A street rat. A hood. A gangster. Did I say hood? She's been fighting since she was brought into the nasty world she lives in. When she's reaped for the 66th Annual Hunger Games and meets the stupidly praised Golden Boy from District Four, her life is turned into a hurricane of mess-ups. Poor Pepper Buckley. Finnick Odair x OC

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞." 𝐎𝐑, Harlowe Kentwell realizes that the Capitol isn't everything she was raised to believe. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ( extended summary inside ) ( finnick odair x fem!oc ) ( pre-hunger games to mockingjay ) ( started 1/22/25 - ongoing ) ( updates every friday )

𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝

"I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me." -Sylvia Plath EIRS; the goddess of strife and discord Eris Lore was a tragedy, like so many tributes before her. At just twelve years old she was reaped for the 64th Hunger Games, everyone expected her to be torn apart within minutes. But what they didn't see was that Eris had already been broken once, shattered and stitched back together into something cruel. She was a monster wearing an angel's face, and she had everyone fooled. Finnick Odair x oc pre-hunger games- mocking jay

"you're not as bad as i thought. not as cocky." "and you're not as much of a bitch as i thought" 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 in a fractured panem on the brink of rebellion, finnick odair and arabella winslow endure unimaginable loss and torment, clinging to hope for reunion. as love and loyalty are tested, both must navigate the capitol's cruelty and their own guilt, striving to protect those they hold dear while the war threatens to consume everything. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 finnick odair x f!oc hunger games fic started: 20.10.24 finished: written by: @evelynwhittle17 2024

Finnick Odair thought winning the Hunger Games would be the hard part. He thought that if he could just survive the arena, everything would be okay, that life would get better. He was wrong. But he found refuge on a small stretch of beach, untouched and hidden from prying eyes, where the sea whispered secrets only he could hear. And it was there, on the shore, that he found her. The girl who would become his home. Finnick odair X Female OC Friends to lovers she is not a tribute

Juliette River of District 4 had been celebrating a milestone-the last year her name would be tossed into the reaping bowls. The relief had been sweet, her smile unshakable, until the unthinkable happened. Her name was called. The joy in her chest vanished, replaced by a sinking dread. A finnick odair story!