#finley convo

[truly-quirkless]

"....it just hit me, but Fin speaks a bit like young Bakugo..."

"....love."

"I'm gonna fucking bury you alive---"

[persephonyed]

for @dcgtown continued from here !

it was a more than welcome shock to see their familiar face appear on the other side of the counter, but piper’s wide eyes easily subsided to a warm smile at the realization. “well — it must be my lucky night,” she’d never say no to a little extra time with fin. in fact, it was the thing piper desperately craved since the day they had first met. “i’m sorry about all this again, having to work late, but millie called out and i couldn’t leave them short a person for so long.” finishing up her final tasks and saying bye to the night crew, piper threw a couple pastries in a bag and linked arms with finley once she escaped. “that album has been on repeat since you let me borrow it, i think the staff are getting sick of how often i’ve been playing it.”

[thebookoflcve]

There was something wrong with a stiff morning coffee. Madeline simply added something a little stronger than a delicate swirl of caramel into her mug before the bitter waterfall of scolding espresso. Let's call if a warm espresso martini. She had welcomed Finley and Elle into her apartment after their late evening on the town. Madeline hadn't shaken her early morning tick of her internal clock; in the past, she would have enjoyed the pattering sound of her sneakers against smooth asphalt. Now, she didn't think she could stomach a jog this hungover. There was not enough alcohol in the world to unwedge the cog in the wheels of her malfunctioning heart and shattered ego.

"Morning, finny..." she rose her mug to meet the less than smily face. "Who pissed in your cheerios?" @brutclhonesty

[ruinedsoulsrp]

It was taking everything in her to contain her excited nerves that threatened to bubble over. Hailey had been harboring this crush for a while, and the chance to spend time alone with Finley had been something she'd always hoped for but had essentially resigned herself to the fact that it'd never happen. The redhead smiled brightly when he assured he was ready and she nodded in agreement. "That sounds perfect." Hales offered another smile, bumping his shoulder gently with her own. "Thanks again got inviting me. It's been way too long since I've gotten to enjoy some time outside."

Water bottle filled, Finley stood waiting down in the lobby for her to join him. He was excited to have someone join him, especially Hailey. They didn't spend a lot of time just the two of them and he was looking forward to getting to know her a little better. "I'm ready!" He flashed her a warm smile, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. "It's a perfect day for a hike. Uh, I figured we could just walk to the trailhead if that's okay. It's not too far from here."

[onesarcasticturnip]

just realized that I've never officially introduced myself sooo...

☆ hi- OneSarcasticTurnip; previously OneSarcasticMofo

☆ you can call me turnip or finley

☆ I go by they/them pronouns but I don't mind he/him

☆ I am a minor, so try to keep it relatively sfw

☆ I am LGBTQ, specificly non binary, panromantic, demiromantic, and asexual

☆ please try to keep convos lighthearted, I am uncomfortable in serious convos unless I bring it up

☆ I make art sometimes, so I might post some, but I'm mostly here to have fun and reblog things.

☆ I'll reblog pretty much anything!

☆ DNI: porn blogs, homophobes, transphobes, racists, zoophiles, antifurries, antitherian, yk basic dni's

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[persephonyed]

X + surprise me!!

📸 a peek into piper novak's phone ft. finley aldridge.

send me a [ X ] to see my muses favorite picture(s) of your muse.

[boom-fanfic-a-latta]

The one thing I'm really mad I didn't end up getting recorded in my Indigo Park playthrough (I tried to record it but there were technical difficulties, because I Did Not Understand How Multiple Track Recording Works On OBS) is that I didn't get my side of the convo about shipping Rambley and Finley :(

I made a really cute comment about them already having a ship! One that Rambley uses to visit Finley! I'm really proud of what I said but I forgot exactly how I said it and I don't have my audio of it!

[huntrcssqueen]

At this point now, Riley felt like the best thing was to walk away. To leave Finn behind because it was clear that nothing was going to change his mind. He was a stubborn person, just like she was. All she knew was that he was changing every single day. Things that didn't matter to him before now mattered. His carefree self was now trying to please the public eye. ❝ You're not the same Finn I use to know! You care so much about what others think. Care so much about how the world will see you. You care about how you say one thing that they will hate you for it. That you refuse to let people see the real you who is carefree, fun but instead you're turning into a selfish coward. ❞ Riley didn't hold anything back.

Finn couldn’t believe this. How had he changed? How did this go from a disagreement about their relationship status to talking about how he had changed? Her words silenced him, made him feel like he was stuck in motion. Part of him wanted to tell her to screw it then. If that’s how she felt then fuck her, right? But he couldn’t. Normally, he was the type of guy who could brush it off, not let people’s opinions get to his head. But Riley? She was different. As much as he hated to admit it, he valued what she thought about him. So, to hear her tell him he’s changed, and not for the better…It stung. Was he in the wrong? At first, he thought definitely not but now, he wasn’t so sure. “How have I changed? How?” He quizzed, voice filled with perplexity. “Riley, come on, tell me.” Finn urged gently, his hand reaching out to grab hers in a feeble attempt to prevent her from leaving. Buying him more time.

[fountainpenguin]

I Just Live here- 130 Prompts.

1, 3, 9

[Current Ask game]

"I Just Live Here" - Read on FNN || Read on AO3

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1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?

I've had the idea for this 'fic for maybe 4 years; its working title was "House Tours With Plot" (a title I've considered recycling several times, so you might see it again someday). For a couple years I considered writing it as a winter solstice holiday piece, but never got around to it.

Earlier this year, I condensed some stray 'fics into 130 Prompts (after retiring some old Prompts drafts I didn't like). This was one of them, so here it is.

I've been wanting to do a piece about Poof's relationship with the Fairywinkles (since, y'know... shady side of the family), so this was a good icebreaker into showing off his lateral freckles and having a run-in with Westley, (plus the "Am I adopted?" convo).

Also I was surprised that Finley was a breeze to write. He may be a grumpy pixie who can't do magic and just wants to play video games forever, but he's a surprisingly fun narrator. He flows really well and I like him.

3: What's your favorite line of narration?

I really like all of Finley's section in particular, but here are a couple highlights:

- I always laugh when people ask what I want my dream job to be. That's cringe, guys. - They can even handle the dry cleaning. I have to do that crap by hand. Please… No way. - "Where's Dad?" I ask, just to irritate him. Me, Palomar, Jardine, and Commelina are basically the only pixies who can get away with calling H.P. "Dad." He's biased towards two on that list, counting them like his children as if he even bothered to raise them. Jardine just can't be tamed. As for me, it's because I don't give a blazing B about what the head honcho thinks of me, and he knows it. - I already miss Foop. He's a total dip, an absolute mess of a person, but he's also my immediate roommate about 90% of the year. - I hate when my desire for malicious compliance falls prey to the need to suck up for good stuff. I pull out my DS again. H.P.'s eyes linger over me like he's debating whether he can get away with telling me that if I have time to game, I have time to take notes on important warehouse crap. 

He has a strong voice and I love him <3

9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

The initial prompt associated with the "I Just Live Here" title was Crocker calling Mark's parents to a parent-teacher conference, and Mark requesting Timmy's help. I think that's a strong premise for a story, but... it never really came to me, and I have too much to write without forcing myself to finish a non-essential piece that doesn't inspire me.

In terms of this story's final plot and what came before, I would have been tempted to include Goldie and/or Sammy Sweetsparkle if the draft hadn't ended up at 17k.

Sammy's a changeling (for Bunsen's family, specifically- idk how many people remember that, but in the Riddleverse, Sammy Sweetsparkle and Bunsen are canonically siblings, based on those episodes where they use the exact same dialogue and I think it's funny). But... didn't really know what to do with it considering I was trying to stay under a certain wordcount per character. Not a lot you can do without Mikey, my beloved.

One day I'll post all the Goodness of Misfit chapters I've been sitting on and everyone will be shocked, including me...

Also, I'd also initially planned for Foop's chapter to include him running an obstacle course, but him talking about the teacups took way longer than I thought, so I left it as it was. Plus, I've done obstacle course stories before and they're rough to convey... More of a good visual gag.

Thanks for asking and hopefully that satisfies your curiosity!

[Current Ask game]

[silvcrlining]

Finley has only been back for about a day, but they’ve still been avoiding the town as much as possible. With the festival going on, it meant everyone they weren’t ready to see yet was huddled up in the central spot of the Valley-- so they took the long route to the beach. From Malia’s home, they cut through the Cindersap Forest, hands tucked in pockets and head kept down, slipping through the bottom of Pelican Town until they’ve found their familiar spot at the edge of pier.

They tuck their knees up to their chest and wrap their arms around them, gaze focusing on the horizon as they try to clear their mind and try to find a moment of peace among all the static frenzy that had invaded them for the past week. Well, what were they to do now?

[galcsis]

closed  for  @delvedinto​

things  around  tera  may  have  seemed  quiet  on  the  outside,  but  they  were  buzzing  inside  the  walls.  emerson  was  on  a  level  lilith  had  never  seen  her  on  before.  everything  had  been  multiplied  and  intensified—-  not  just  because  of  the  pain  swelling  from  her  center,  the  scabbing  that  would  eventually  lead  to  scarring.  vain  as  it  may  be,  she’d  though  the  terran  lifestyle  would  have  saved  her  from  the  permanent  marks  she’d  likely  to  be  covered  in  had  she  chose  to  live  outside  the  wall.

this  was  when  she  knew  it  was  time  to  call  it  a  night,  when  her  mind  could  actively  think  on  anything  but  the  task  at  hand.  all  she  was  doing  now  was  running  through  her  mind  trying  to  find  a  solution  to  an  impossible  situation.

lilith  stretched  out  in  her  chair,  rolling  her  shoulders  and  her  neck,  groaning  as  her  abdomen  stretched  out.  she  took  a  moment,  before  finally  moving  from  her  desk  and  opening  the  door  to  fin’s  office.  “  you  shouldn’t  still  be  here.  ’  she  hummed,  leaning  against  the  frame.  she  was  the  epitome  of  an  over  worker—-  but  still,  she  didn’t  want  him  to  be.

[persephonyed]

"that sounds really awesome though, right? but please," the girl urged maybe a little too enthusiastically, "tell him to stop by and mention he's your brother, i'll hook him up with a little discount. don't worry, though, i won't give away any of the pastries i'll be saving for you." it felt like a promise, but piper was way too wrapped up in getting to know fin for her own good. there was no crawling out of this blissful spiral now. nodding, she beamed at the other, not realizing they'd already made it through an entire record. "time really does fly when you're with good company, or whatever it is they say," her slight deliria was kicking in, and she fumbled slightly when she reached out for the cd, grabbing finley's hand accidentally instead. "shit, oops," the girl laughed shyly, letting her hand linger on theirs before pulling away with the cd in tow, "sorry. thank you for this though — it might be the first time i've ever been excited about homework."

Piper's reaction earns a laugh from Fin. "Well I guess everybody is in luck 'cause he just started some big project I'm not allowed to know much about," they chuckle. "So, if I send him your way for anything it'll be for coffee." Fin found themself hung up on the fact Piper said she wanted to keep hanging out with them. While it shouldn't come as a surprise considering they were already planning on seeing each other the following night, it still made their heart race to hear. As if right on the cue the music crackles into silence and the promise of seeing each other the very next day hung in the air. "Can I maybe walk you home?" Without giving Piper a moment to answer they break away to browse the used CDs, "Wait, first I have something for you." Once they find what they're looking for they hand over a used copy of David Bowie's first release. Sure, Piper could click around online and find it herself, but something told Fin she would appreciate the physical presence of the music. "Homework for you," they grin. "I'll have the next one for you tomorrow."

[muttbriggs]

location: easy z’s

status: closed @trxshcns (Cyrus)

MUTT HADN’T FULLY ANTICIPATED THE MENTAL TOLL that his new alliance would take on him. He knew he was doing the right thing by secretly turning on the Santoros, the gang he’d never wanted to rejoin in the first place, but holy hell, was he questioning that choice in this moment; and there were very few people who could talk any sense into him right now.

One of them could be endangered if he went to see her without any warning, and the other... well, he lived a few rooms away at the motel.

Balancing one cigarette between his lips, another already perched behind his ear, Mutt reached for his phone, scrolling down until he found the name he was looking for. He hit the call button, staring at the phone and hoping the man on the other end would pick up.

“Hey. Cyrus? I need to talk. About something. Before my head fuckin’ explodes, man. You busy?”

[leosxntoro]

location: the easy-z’s parking lot

status: closed @trxshcns (Cyrus)

LEO FIGURED THAT IF HE WAITED BY THE FAMILIAR MOTORCYCLE in the motel parking lot for long enough, then he’d find who he was looking for, and he was correct. Dropping his cigarette to the floor as he saw the approaching figure, he stepped forward into the glow of the overhead street lamp, a somewhat malicious smile spreading across his face as his eyes locked onto the Scotsman. After all the shit that had hit the fan, Leo needed some more faces that he could trust, and Cyrus had been involved with them before, so maybe for the right price, they could use him again.

“Cyrus Finley, back in Wickway. Nice to see you’ve returned to us.”

[thebookoflcve]

Ethan sought clarity in the the calamity of a city marked for death. A place that robbed dreams and left nothing but picked bones bleached from the sun in its wake. He was an amalgamation of a former version of himself who had loved life and the forlorn stranger begging for finality to his suffering. Worn soles and an achy soul outlined the sordid destination of a desperate man. His feet straddled the chasm that separated them. Ethan sought refuge in the levity of her gaze but found yet another desolate wasteland filled with ghosts. Was her soul coated in soot like his own? "Finley, what the fuck, do you really think I would have treated you differently if you were upfront about the "past" you? What do you think I would have turned you away? Me? Fin be real.." his words curdled as the other shoe dropped. His quickly inflated offense wheezed as it collapsed beneath the weight of her trauma. Two lethargic feet had been struck into motion as he paced back and forth. A sharp twinge of panic twisting up his lungs and wringing out what little air he had hoarded over the last thirty seconds. All of the pearly white and shimmer iridescent moments that they had fostered here in this very apartment had fallen around him; razor sharp points circling his swaying frame and ready to tear into his flesh. Blinking through his grief and sorrow for her pain, he had almost choked on all of the words left unsaid. "I don't even know what to say. You hid all of this from me for what? To save face or outrun some shitty self image of yourself? I said I loved you and I meant it. I said forever and I meant it. I showed you every ugly thing about me because I trusted you, Finley.." He jammed the heels of his hands into his eyes to seal away the scene that would unfortunately unfold before him. Finley's fingers closed around the fleshy curves of his heart before she torn it straight through his chest. "...you want to annul our marriage?"

His jaw set tight before he taking them from her grasp and tossed it into his suit case. "I can't do this with you right now. I.." can't fucking breathe. please not now. Ethan begged his body reign in his spiraling thoughts and stand strong with him. He couldn't handle another betrayal; especially when it was his mind. He tried to remember what Felicity said but the thoughts distorted like an image blurring in quick succession.

"Just go."

His reaction was undeniably fair- and Finley knew, if the roles were reversed, she probably wouldn't be much more graceful than he was. But, she liked to think, she'd at least hear him out. The step back he took from her made her heart sink, but she steeled her shoulders and fought the urge to stare at the carpet, avoiding his gaze would've been too easy, and she didn't deserve easy. "I thought that I was doing what I had to do in order to keep my past out of the spotlight. I never wanted to hurt you, but you- you don't know who I used to be, Ethan. You met the sweet, happy Finley, the one who didn't hate herself and didn't destroy herself just to feel something. But that's who I was before, and maybe I'll always be that, and all this time, I was kidding myself to think I could be anything else," Her voice was level and calm, although her blue eyes stung with tears as she took in the hurt and anger in his features. "When I met Axel, I was a mess. I partied every night, I was in and out of rehab while my sister covered it all up- I didn't really care if I lived or died, I just felt numb. Then, I found out I was pregnant. Axel never knew, and my mother forced me to get rid of it," Finley's tears finally broke and spilled down her cheeks, her slender arms wrapped tightly around her own torso as she came clean. "That was why I was so angry at the producers for the storyline where Brooke had a pregnancy scare- I felt like I was going to throw up filming those scenes," She added in a whisper. Looking down at the ground, she tried to take a deep breath, wiping her cheeks before pulling anullment papers out of her purse. "That's all of it. I am who I am- no excuses. I'm sorry that I hurt you, & I love you so much that it hurts, but if this isn't something you can forgive, the next move is yours,"

[elinakazan]

@finleywood​

It had only been four months since Elina had moved to New York but she was so delighted to see how many familiar faces she had encountered. It made the transition a lot easier, not like she ever had problems establishing friendships but it was comforting to see faces she hadn't seen in person for months or even years, as it was the case with Finley. A beaming smile that could have rivaled the sun blossomed on her features as she laid eyes on him, not hesitating to give him a hug. "It's been so bloody long," she started before she step back to take a better look at him. "Did you get more handsome with time? I find that so infuriating," she said, unable to shake off the giddy excitement that enveloped her. "I'm sorry I made you come all the way to the museum but I'm still trying to figure out the city and I have no idea where we could go. So, since you know more places than I do here, where should we go?"