Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

littlelostcrestacean:

It made her feel better to know that he thought they were similar. She liked that idea. It made her feel stronger. Being brave like Finn was would make everything so much easier.

“What are you scared of?”

Having him pull her in made her heart skip a beat. She realized then that when she had stopped herself from holding his hand and hugging him that Eric was right. She was stopping herself from being happy. 

“No. Not the arena. Not scared of the arena when I’m with you. I’m scared of other things.”

“Bugs.” he admitted, expecting her to laugh. “I don’t trust them. One second, they’re on your window and the next..gone. Flying ones are the worst. They just get up in your face and crawl around.” he grinned, poking her nose playfully. 

It was hard to try and lighten the mood when he was so upset. If she wasn’t going to love him as anything more than a friend, he was going to be the best friend he could be to her. Whatever she needed from him would be given to her.

“Scared of what, Annie? Talk to me. Don’t tune me out.”

She giggled as he poked her, feeling happy once more. Her mood swings scared her a lot and she was glad she had him here with her now. 

"Scared of you." she admitted quietly. His face registered what she had said and shot her a look of confusion. How could she be scared of him when she was always with him?

Annie wasn’t scared of him, but her feelings for him. Why couldn’t she just say it?

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

littlelostcrestacean:

His stories were comforting. Whenever he would tell her a story, it would take her mind off of everything else. Even the bad stuff was out of her mind completely. 

“Really? I thought you weren’t scared of anything, Finn. You always seem so strong.”

Her fingers laced with his, but she let them drop. She was going to hold his hand and walk to the couch. She grabbed his wrist instead and pulled him over to the couch. She went to curl into his side. After stopping herself, she held onto a pillow.

“I’m scared.”

Telling her a story had worked. It was almost frightening how quickly her mood changed, but as long as it was happy, he was too. 

“I’m scared of lots of things. The difference between us is that I’m good at hiding it. We’re not so different. I think you’re stronger than I am at a lot of things.”

Now that he had said he loved her, she was trying to stop herself from leading him on. Stupid. I shouldn’t have said anything. Selfish. When she wouldn’t do it herself, he pulled her into his side. The couch was much comfier than standing.

“Don’t be scared, Annie. You’re safe now.”

It made her feel better to know that he thought they were similar. She liked that idea. It made her feel stronger. Being brave like Finn was would make everything so much easier.

"What are you scared of?"

Having him pull her in made her heart skip a beat. She realized then that when she had stopped herself from holding his hand and hugging him that Eric was right. She was stopping herself from being happy. 

"No. Not the arena. Not scared of the arena when I’m with you. I’m scared of other things."

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

“Don’t say that.”

“It’s true.”

“Don’t say that! You’re not nuts, Annie.”

Even when she leaned back, he kept his hold on her. It was an awkward stance since he was so much taller than her, but that wasn’t going to stop him. If Annie needed him to hold her, he would. It was painful to push his feelings aside at times likes these.

“You’re just scared. It’s okay to be scared. We all get scared sometimes. I used to be afraid of thunderstorms.” Telling her a story always calmed her down. “Silly, right? I was always afraid until I was stuck on a boat through one.”

His stories were comforting. Whenever he would tell her a story, it would take her mind off of everything else. Even the bad stuff was out of her mind completely. 

"Really? I thought you weren’t scared of anything, Finn. You always seem so strong."

Her fingers laced with his, but she let them drop. She was going to hold his hand and walk to the couch. She grabbed his wrist instead and pulled him over to the couch. She went to curl into his side. After stopping herself, she held onto a pillow.

"I’m scared."

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

Why couldn’t he have fallen in love with her before all of this happened? Couldn’t his heart have picked a better time to want her or did he have to want her now that she was vulnerable and unstable? Not that he would ever say it, but maybe that’s why he wanted her now. He had spent so much time with her and helping her that something just clicked along the way.

Seeing her cry was awful, but he wouldn’t let himself feel guilty. Walking over, he pulled her into his arms. “Just forget it, okay? Just forget I said anything. I’m here for this. Nothing else.” he said, wiping at her tears with his thumb.

No matter how hard she tried to force herself to think of comfort, the only thought she held was how good it felt to be in his arms. They were comforting, yes, but it felt so damn good to be pressed against him and held close. She felt wanted and loved all at once.

Like any other insane person, she tried to push him  and any sense of happiness away. Since he was used to this, he kept his grip on her. When her fighting died down, she leaned back into the wall for support.

"You shouldn’t love me. I’m nuts."

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

This wasn’t how he expected or wanted this meeting to turn out at all, but here they were. Not only were they nowhere near mutually saying those three words, but they were on opposite sides of the kitchen, glaring at each other.

“Don’t play with my feelings just because you don’t know what’s going on with yours.”

He should have left it at that, but that would have been much to reasonable and smart. 

“If you didn’t know, why would you lead me on like this? How can you sit there and say I made the whole thing up? I was there! I saw the way you looked at me. You let me kiss you without saying a word about it, when you wanted me to come over, you’d let me hold you without complaining and you sleep with me in my bed every night. How could I have made that up?”

He could see right through everything! How could he do that? The vulnerability made her even more upset.

"I’m sorry, Finn. I just don’t know what I want right now. It wasn’t fair to do that to you, but you made me feel better. I don’t know if that means anything now, but you made me feel like I was alive again. I’ve just been living numb ever since and I don’t know what to and I never meant to hurt you."

Before she even finished the last sentence, she was crying. What was wrong with her? He was bound to feel guilty now. Damn it! She couldn’t get it together at all.

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

Was that why she didn’t like him? He would understand if that was it. How could he expect her to look past his job? If the situation was in reverse, he wouldn’t have been entirely for the idea either. 

“Is that what it is? I won’t be mad.. I just want to know. I understand that most people aren’t exactly thrilled to share their significant other with other people.”

Her saying that she didn’t know and that she was confused pissed him off even more. How could she not know what she was feeling? It had taken him one good look inside himself to figure it out.

“How do you not know what you’re feeling?”

"No! That’s not it at all. You know I would never hold that against you for any reason, Finn. I didn’t mean that. I was mad and I spoke out of turn. I’m sorry."

If she had known he was just going to yell again, she wouldn’t have apologized just yet. He had no idea how confusing this was for her. His feelings weren’t as out of whack as her feelings were.

"I don’t know what to feel anymore, Finn! Everything has been off since the arena. Normal things make me burst into tears for no reason. Things I used to love make me angry. How am I supposed to figure out my feelings for another person when I can’t figure out my feelings about myself?!"

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

Did she enjoy hurting him? It felt like that today. Within a matter of minutes, she had broken his heart to pieces and was now claiming that everything between them had been made up in his head. How could he have made attraction that was so strong up in his head?

Pain wasn’t something he let him feel, so he brushed it off completely. He would have just said whatever and that he would get over it, but he was too embarrassed to ever be able to play that off smoothly. 

“Bullshit.” he spat angrily. “I don’t buy it. You feel something for me, but you just won’t admit it for some reason.”

She recoiled back as if he had slapped her. It sure felt like he did. How did he know that? It was like he could see right through her. That alone was a scary thought.

All she could see on his face was hurt. He was trying to be angry, but failing. Since she didn’t want to face her own feelings, she found herself just as angry as he was.

"You arrogant asshole! How can you sit there and try and tell me how to feel? Not used to having people reject you?"

The effect on him was instantaneous. She couldn’t stop hurting him today. 

"I just don’t know what I feel. Everything is really confusing.."

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

If he had said this to any of the girls he ‘worked’ with, they would have fallen over, gasping for air. While he didn’t expect that from Annie, he did have higher hopes for her confirming the feeling was mutual. Even if it wasn’t manly, by not doing just that, she sort of shattered his heart to tiny pieces. Sort of meaning she definitely, positively just did.

Had he made it all up in his head? He could have sworn she felt the same way. She didn’t pull away from his hugs or kisses and you typically didn’t sleep in the same bed, not to mention in each other’s arms, unless you liked them.

“It’s not exactly I planned, Annie. I didn’t want to put you in harm’s way, but I guess my feelings had other plans. I tried to ignore them, but I can’t do that anymore. I just thought that maybe you felt the same..”

She listened to him with a blank expression on her face. He was serious, no question about it anymore. Finn wasn’t want to bring up feelings or even admit that he had them. Since he was doing that now, it had to be honest. 

As hard as she tried to not think about it, she hadn’t helped her cause at all with all of her actions. Anyone would have taken them as flirting or romantic gestures. This is because they were, but she was too busy denying that to acknowledge that. 

"I don’t feel that way about you. I’m sorry."

Past Odesta

triumphanttrident:

If you had asked him a few months ago if he was in love with her, he would have laughed. She was one of the guys and the third member of an unholy trinity of District Four’s most ridiculous teenagers. He assumed that she was going to end up with Kyan and the the two of them were hooking up behind his back.

Things were different now. The Games had changed everything. They went from disliking each other to friends to mentor and tribute in a matter of five years. Where were they now? They were always together when he was home, he had kissed her twice and they slept cuddled together every night. Somewhere along those lines, he had really fallen for her. 

After arguing with himself for what seemed like forever, he finally told her. Who knew it was so difficult to just spit out three simple words? Her reaction didn’t really help with the nervousness at all. After he had told her the truth, she went silent. He thought it was another episode until she spoke. Instead of saying it back as he had hoped, she quietly whispered ‘don’t’.

“…What?”

All he was to her was protection and comfort. He was her mentor and that was it. The hugging and cuddling was just friendly. 

She tried to convince herself of these things, but couldn’t. Eric was always yelling at her to just let herself be happy for once, but she was convinced that things were never going to be happy for her again. Her days were lived in fear,(which was why he was always over to calm her down) and her nights were plagued with nightmares (hence sleeping with him).

There really was no excuse she could make for the kissing. She liked kissing him. She liked the way it made her feel and she liked that she was kissing him, but it didn’t mean anything. She had kissed Kyan before and liked it without being in love with him.

When he threw out the ‘I love you’ on her, she was prepared for him to laugh. The silence that followed made her nervous. He was serious? Why would he love her? She wasn’t good for him.

"Don’t."

How was he confused by that? 

"Don’t love me. Don’t say that. You shouldn’t love me." 

the jerkbuckets weigh in

//

yeah finn

What’s so wrong about them dating you jerk bucket

//Annie isn’t blonde

but I like this picture

A Visit: Katniss/Annie/Finnick

seam-eyes-katnisseverdeen:

triumphanttrident:

Unfortunately, Sage reacting badly to the situation was not too much of a shock for him. His eyes avoided Katniss’ so that they wouldn’t have to relive the embarrassing memories of crying to each other over such silly things. 

“I know you have. That doesn’t mean this isn’t bad.” he muttered softly. When Annie joined him on the counter, he wound an arm around her. 

He knew that once Annie was asleep and Eric left that he would go see Katniss so they could have another talk. She didn’t want to act to upset in front of Annie and Eric, but he would get the real story if it was just them.

She could practically swim through the tension in the air. This is why she didn’t like talking about personal things and feelings, especially not with three people in the room. Peeta was hard enough to talk to, and that said something. Hell, if she tried to complain to him about anything at this point, it would get shot down. The more she thought, the more she was working herself up, so instead she looked down and continued to play with the bubbles.

“That whole house is a goddamn battlefield. Peeta’s angry with me and Sage hates my guts. Orion…Well, he’s always been my baby, but he has a girlfriend. Who needs your old mom when you have a pretty girlfriend?” she said, shrugging up at Eric.

She didn’t want to be rude and just leave, but the whole situation was growing terribly uncomfortable now. She wanted to tell the whole story and cry, but just with Finn. 

“I can fix it. It’ll blow over.”

Annie wanted to say something, but Finn shook his head at her. She didn’t believe that this would just blow over for a second, but this wasn’t her business anymore. Katniss felt more comfortable with Finnick anyways. 

"You know what? I’m going to make dinner. A dinner at eleven at night. You look hungry."

It wasn’t the most subtle transition, but she didn’t want to delay their talk any longer. She took a robe off of the hook and laid it on the counter. “It’s special plush. I thought you’d like it.” she smiled, waving for Eric to join her. “Can’t cook without my partner.” 

A Visit: Katniss/Annie/Finnick

seam-eyes-katnisseverdeen:

triumphanttrident:

While he was already probably in trouble, he might as well ask all his questions. He had no doubt that they would take care of the baby, but what were they going to do about the age gap? Were they really prepared to take care of another baby now? It had been sixteen years since they had a baby in the house. 

Eric was trying to change the subject, but he continued to press. 

“What about the kids? How do Orion and Sage feel about this? I know Eli would kill me without thinking twice if I even ‘touched’ his mom. They can’t just be all excited about it.” He ignored the glares he was getting. “I know we joke around a lot, but I’m worried..”

She could tell Eric was doing his best to switch topics, but if she knew Finnick, and she did, Eric wasn’t going to be the one to stop him. She knew it was serious and that she really should be thinking about the future and what it held, but she had come here so as not to do that. Eventually she would have spoken to Annie or Finnick, but she didn’t like the whole ‘group gathering’ thing. If she got emotional, it would be a train wreck.

“Orion was a bit shocked, but mostly supportive. Sage called me trash and told Peeta the baby probably wasn’t his.” she said, blowing a pile of bubbles out of her hand. Finn could probably see right through her nonchalant front, but it didn’t matter to her right now.

“You don’t need to worry. I’ve been through worse.”

Annie gasped, but immediately covered it up with a cough. Did Sage really say that? Sure, girls were usually not on the best terms with their mothers at this age, but it seemed a bit brutal. Eric said something so Annie didn’t have to. “Cod damn. That’s fucking brutal. No wonder you needed a getaway. I thought it was from Peeta for some reason, but..”

Annie hopped up next to Finn, still giving him dirty looks. Eric continued to brush out her hair in silence, knowing that now was not the time for jokes.

"I’m sorry that happened to you, Katniss. Teenagers are just rude."