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Knots by atetheredmind [NC-17]
Fandom: THE HUNGER GAMES
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark/Finnick Odair
Length: 9055 words
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: Author on AO3 | Author on FFN | Author on Tumblr
Why this must be read: This story is sad. Not in the "people die" sad, because they don't, but in the, "God, I can't believe this is their lives" type of sad. This heartbreaking story diverts from canon in that after Katniss and Peeta are crowned victors, there's no rebellion and no Quarter Quell involving previous victors. The "Star-Crossed Lovers of District 12" marry and eventually have every aspect of their "happy" union broadcast for the Capitol elite to witness, including their wedding night. Their bedroom activities become regular Capitol broadcasts until President Snow believes people are becoming bored with them--enter Finnick Odair. The feeling of horror lies in that the selling for desirable Hunger Games victors was a very real thing in the books, and it's not hard to imagine Katniss and Peeta falling into such a forced arrangement. The safety of loved ones is a powerful motivator. Finnick here is an interesting third as he serves as a guide to ease Katniss and Peeta further into a world that's painful and hopeless.
She'd tried to seduce Peeta during the games, the very night their tributes had died in the games, but he'd been too distraught, and then so utterly confused by her advances—he immediately knew something was wrong. When she'd broken down and told him about Snow's plans, he'd completely lost it. He'd broken several vases in his anger and disgust—over the broadcasts, over their tributes' deaths, over her own deceits and schemes.
"I thought you agreed to stop keeping things from me!" he'd yelled, tears shining in his eyes. He had locked himself in his room after that, refusing to speak to her, even on the train back to District 12. After a few days of avoiding her—an admirable feat, considering the amount of wedding planning Effie had subjected them to—he'd finally agreed to meet with her at his house in Victor's Village.
"You're right; it's better to do it this way," he'd said hollowly, tossing on the coffee table the box of condoms he'd procured from the Capitol. His face had been so broken in that moment, that she had kissed him then, their first untelevised kiss, desperate to erase that look from his eyes.
Knots by atetheredmind
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark/Finnick Odair
Length: 9055 words
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: Author on AO3 | Author on FFN | Author on Tumblr
Why this must be read: This story is sad. Not in the "people die" sad, because they don't, but in the, "God, I can't believe this is their lives" type of sad. This heartbreaking story diverts from canon in that after Katniss and Peeta are crowned victors, there's no rebellion and no Quarter Quell involving previous victors. The "Star-Crossed Lovers of District 12" marry and eventually have every aspect of their "happy" union broadcast for the Capitol elite to witness, including their wedding night. Their bedroom activities become regular Capitol broadcasts until President Snow believes people are becoming bored with them--enter Finnick Odair. The feeling of horror lies in that the selling for desirable Hunger Games victors was a very real thing in the books, and it's not hard to imagine Katniss and Peeta falling into such a forced arrangement. The safety of loved ones is a powerful motivator. Finnick here is an interesting third as he serves as a guide to ease Katniss and Peeta further into a world that's painful and hopeless.
She'd tried to seduce Peeta during the games, the very night their tributes had died in the games, but he'd been too distraught, and then so utterly confused by her advances—he immediately knew something was wrong. When she'd broken down and told him about Snow's plans, he'd completely lost it. He'd broken several vases in his anger and disgust—over the broadcasts, over their tributes' deaths, over her own deceits and schemes.
"I thought you agreed to stop keeping things from me!" he'd yelled, tears shining in his eyes. He had locked himself in his room after that, refusing to speak to her, even on the train back to District 12. After a few days of avoiding her—an admirable feat, considering the amount of wedding planning Effie had subjected them to—he'd finally agreed to meet with her at his house in Victor's Village.
"You're right; it's better to do it this way," he'd said hollowly, tossing on the coffee table the box of condoms he'd procured from the Capitol. His face had been so broken in that moment, that she had kissed him then, their first untelevised kiss, desperate to erase that look from his eyes.
Knots by atetheredmind
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