Hello :) Could you write a Johanna x fem!reader where the reader is Finnick’s younger sister and Winner of the 72nd games. Her and Johanna first meet at her games as her mentor introduces them. The two instantly click. They get closer every year as the two mentor and attend Capitol parties or something. They form a strong friendship but keep the growing feelings lowkey just in fear of something bad happening.
At the quarter quell the reader ends up volunteering for Annie. In the capitol, reader opens up to Johanna about her fears about the get Katniss out plan and worries about losing her and Finnick. (I’m a slut for vulnerable emotional moments lol) Maybe something happens during the games that exposes the two a little bit but you don’t have to write about the games if you don’t want to.
(PS You’re fucking amazing with beautiful writing and am giving me all the Johanna content I have been craving)
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Too Well
Johanna Mason x Fem!Odair!Reader
warnings: poorly written? not proofread
word count: 1207
a/n: first time writing again in forever, sorry it's short
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"Johanna?" you call out, your voice echoing down the dimly lit hallway as you reach the top of the stairs. you had been on your way to your friend’s quarters when you saw her silhouette standing in the hallway.
she’s standing in front of a closed elevator. and to your surprise, she was completely naked, not a thread of clothing on her.
blinking rapidly in the dim light, you squint your eyes as you look at her, attempting to make sense of the situation. "why-" you start, your question hanging in the air.
"don’t ask,” the taller girl mumbles, her voice sounding tired and defeated as she walks towards her door, motioning for you to follow her.
and so, you do. you follow her, like a loyal puppy trailing behind its owner, you are tugged along by an invisible leash.
once inside her room, you find yourself awkwardly seated on her bed as she goes about dressing herself, her movements mechanical and without thought.
“why’re you here?” she asks, her voice muffled as she tugs a loose shirt over her head.
exhaling dramatically, you let out a loud, exaggerated sigh as you let yourself fall backwards onto her bed, sinking into the soft mattress. “was talking with Finnick..” you mumble, turning your head to the side to look at her. you can see her arch her eyebrow up in question, a silent inquiry waiting to be answered, “i’m having.. thoughts.. ‘bout the plan.” you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper.
Johanna furrows her eyebrows, a look of concern crossing her features. she makes her way over to the bed and sits down next to you. “what do you mean?”
“i’m scared, Johanna.” you admit, your voice trembling as you look up at her, “why- why do we have to sacrifice ourselves for her?”
“it’s for the rebellion.” the brunette answers matter-of-factly, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
and it is. at least it’s supposed to be.
“i know.. i know.. i just, i don’t wanna lose you, or Finn.”
a small frown forms on Johanna’s face, her hardened exterior softening slightly. “oh, y/n.” she whispers, shuffling closer to where you’re laying.
you pout and lay your head in her lap, “i know, i’m being a baby. it’s for the rebellion and it’s important. i’m just scared..” you look up at her, your eyes pleading for understanding.
Johanna sighs, her fingers gently running through your hair, “you’re not being a baby, i’m afraid too.” she admits.
“really?” you ask softly, your voice barely above a whisper. “what’re you afraid of?”
the brunette sputters for a moment, caught off guard by your question. “well, losing you, i guess.. and Finnick,” she mutters, “and what if we fail? y’know?” her fingers still toying with your hair.
You nod in understanding, leaning into her touch, seeking comfort from her presence.
"can i stay here tonight?" you whisper, the words barely escaping your lips as your eyes flutter shut in a state of blissful contentment. "i don't wanna go back to my own quarters, i can't bear the thought of it. it would make this all feel too…real."
Johanna hums in understanding, "of course, you're always welcome here," she murmurs, her voice soft and comforting as she continues to gaze down at you. a tender smile graces her lips, and she can't help but think that you look like a sleepy kitten, all curled up and content in her lap.
a tranquil, comfortable silence descends upon the room. the soothing strokes of her fingers through your locks have you practically purring in her lap, your body relaxing even further into her.
"hey Johanna?" you whisper, your voice breaking the quiet as you peel open your eyes, looking up at her with a questioning gaze.
"yeah?" she responds, her heartbeat quickening at the sudden eye contact.
"if it comes to it… don't sacrifice yourself for her," you mumble, shifting slightly in Johanna's lap to make yourself more comfortable. "i need you."
a soft blush dusts Johanna's cheeks at your words, and she nods in understanding, her heart pounding in her chest.
"promise me, ‘anna."
"y/n… it's our mission," she sighs, tilting her head slightly to the side as she contemplates your words.
"i don't care. promise me, Johanna."
a tense silence hangs between the two of you for a moment, the air thick with anticipation.
"i promise," she finally relents, the words slipping past her lips in a quiet whisper.
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"Johanna?!" you yell as you see her darting off into the distance, following closely behind Katniss. your heart is pounding loudly in your chest, and without a second thought, you move to chase after the two of them. however, before you can take more than a few steps, your brother grabs you firmly by your arms, "Finnick! let me go!!" you plead, desperation seeping into your voice.
only moments before, your group had been huddled together, discussing your plans on the cornucopia. the tension was palpable, everyone on edge knowing that danger lurked around every corner. and then you were attacked by the careers.
poor Wiress had fallen victim to Gloss, Katniss had avenged her with an arrow to Gloss' chest. Johanna killed Cashmere when she had charged at Katniss.
and now, chaos ensued. Katniss was hot on the heels of Enobaria and Brutus, and Johanna was chasing after Katniss.
you struggle in Finnick’s grip, your hands pushing at his wrists, "let me go!" your voice is almost drowned out by the sounds of the jungle.
suddenly, an eerie silence descends upon the jungle, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Finnick quickly covers your mouth, his head turning, trying to discern any sounds that might indicate danger.
the ground beneath you starts to groan and creak, "Fuck..." Finnick mutters under his breath, his eyes darting around, looking for his trident.
in a flurry of movements, he releases you, "come here, fuck, come here!" he urges, pulling both you and Peeta towards him. the island starts to spin, gaining momentum with each passing second.
with a grunt, Finnick buries his trident into the ground, his knuckles turning white as he holds onto it. without hesitation, you and the short blonde also grab onto the sturdy trident.
once the island comes to a jarring halt, you are immediately on your feet, your eyes scanning the area for any sign of Johanna.
you find her helping Katniss out of the water. your eyebrows furrow in anger as you storm up to her, giving her a hard shove backwards by her shoulders.
"what- y/n?" Johanna's voice is filled with surprise, her eyes wide with confusion.
"you promised." you say through gritted teeth, jabbing your accusing finger into her sternum.
"y/n-"
"you promised!" your voice rings out louder this time, as you give her another shove backwards.
"i didn’t break it? i’m still here-'' Johanna's voice trails off, her brows furrowing in confusion.
without another word, you push past her, your shoulder hitting hers as you make your way towards the beach.
Johanna watches you as you walk away, her gaze then turning to Finnick, who simply shrugs, before following in your footsteps.
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