#finlett

[skepticalcatfrog]

Soooo we still rockin with the Aurora Cycle orrrrrrr

(Commissions are open!!)

[honeii-puff]

FINLETT FROM THE AURORA CYCLE 🙏🙏

This is very biased as i love shipping my ocs with Fin but i love Finlett still

[gracie-bird]

"Ice-cold Kelly: does she have a heart?" by Alice Finletter. Modern Screen, September 1955.

[radioactive-metal]

ok so I posted about waiting for inspiration and uhhhhh. I got it? Kinda? God help me I can’t say this without saying insane.

So let’s try anyways

Beretreskans are described as being, biologically at least, very similar to humans. Like their adjusted to gravity and have gravitationally optimized circulatory systems (this is important).

and in zero gravity, Humans have a ton of their fluids relocate to the upper half of their body, because blood vessels are very good at pumping stuff upwards, and not really vise versa.

this means that… certain bodily functions needed for… unnamed happy adult fun time activities don’t work very well without gravity.

Finian needs his exo suit to operate in gravity, and he needs to have his clothes on to use it.

have you noticed the problem yet? Finlett doesn’t work in either normal or zero G. This would put a damper on that vacation they take some time after the third book. so unless Finian is either happy with not really moving, or they find some sort of specialist low but not zero G area…

yeah… my brain did not cook with this one I won’t lie.

Poor fin. Water water everywhere and not a drop to drink eh?

[gergthecat]

guys i want to make a poll

unbiased

also if you end up voting in this please give me ideas in the notes

T_T thanks to my loyal mutuals who have to deal with my constant rambling at all hours of the day on here and discord I would be nowhere without y'all

[saedii-gilwraeth-simp]

If you get around to it, Finlett angst, please? Have a good day!

as Olivia Rodrigo once said "god, it's brutal out here*

jk jk this ends waaaay better than my last angsty Finlett piece.

~~

*about 10 years after Aurora's End*

*Fin*

This time around, he had remembered to take his exosuit glove off when his wife went into labour. With Rory and Cat, he hadn't even thought about it, and Dariel cam too quickly to give him a chance. Both occasions had led to him needing to have the parts replaced to fix the crush damage Scarlett had done to them.

This time, he was ready with the metal parts off to hold her hand.

Scarlett was giving everything to this labour, her red hair stuck to her face from sweating, her teeth audibly grinding from the force. His hand was thoroughly squished, but she was giving life, so he doesn't mention it.

She was so powerful. He loved her so much.

Baby no. 1 came out with a force that almost sends her shooting across the room had the nurse not been there to catch her. He takes her away to be cleaned and Scarlett takes a couple of deep breaths as Fin kisses her forehead and brushes her hair back.

"You got this," he whispers and she nods once before meeting his eyes and bumping their foreheads together.

"Alrighty, Jones, one more," the doctor says and Scarlett braces for the next contraction. Fin squeezes her hand between both of his own.

Baby no. 2 takes her sweet time but in another two contractions, she's out in the world, yelling at the top of her lungs.

He turns to his wife to grin, to kiss her and tell her how wonderful she is, how grateful he is for her.

But the look on her face is wrong. Her blue eyes, normally so alive, are flat and almost confused, struggling to focus. Her hand has gone slack in his.

"Scar?" he asks, bringing his hand up to touch her cheek. Her hand moves as if to touch his, but it falls to the mattress below her. He knows something is wrong right before every bio-sensor starts blaring and his wife's eyes roll back and she passes out.

He barely has a second to yell her name before he is being pushed out of the room by the slew of doctors responding.

The curtains and door close, blocking him from seeing what is happening and his stomach drops like a stone, his whole world shaking as he just stares at the window.

He feels a nurse touch his shoulders and guide him out to the waiting room, where the rest of his Squad is, the air in the room light and relaxed until they see his stricken face.

Saedii seems to react first and takes over from the nurse, guiding him to a seat and crouching in front of him.

"Fin?" Saedii's question sounds like it's coming from a tunnel. "What happened?" She asks and he shakes his head, leaning down so his head was between his knees. No one speaks as a sob comes from his mouth. He feels a hand that might be Tyler's come to sit on his neck.

"She just- Scar passed out. The doctors didn't tell me anything, but something was wrong," he squeezed his fists together and braced himself to sit up. Saedii is still in front of him and she gives him her version of a comforting smile.

"She'll be okay. The Legion has the best facilities in the galaxy," Auri says from the seat next to him and pulls him into a sideways hug. He nods, trying not to let anyone know what is going on inside.

He looks up from his squad and sees his children on the seats opposite him. They are all asleep, cuddled together on the cushioned bench, all three perfect combinations of him and Scarlett.

"We can't lose her," he whispers, standing shakily and walking over to sit on the bench next to his children. Careful not to wake them, he shifts Dariel onto his lap and moves Rory and Cat to rest against his side, running a hand through Rory's blonde hair.

He looks down at his children through eyes blurred by tears. His children couldn't lose their mother so young, the babies in the nursery couldn't grow up without ever meeting the warmest, kindest, most loving mother in the galaxy.

He doesn't know how long they sit there in silence but it feels like a lifetime before the doctor comes and sits on his other side.

"Legionnaire De Seel," she says gently and he turns to look at her. She gives him a little smile.

"Your daughter's are both in the nursery for whenever you want to see them," she says first and he nods.

"And Scar?" the doctor's eyes shift into a sympathetic look he knows too well and his stomach drops further.

"As far as we could get her, she's stable. She is, however, comatose. We don't know when she'll wake up," the doctor says and Fin feels like he stops breathing. "You can come see her now if you'd like," she says and Fin nods.

Auri steps in and takes Dariel from his arms, Saedii taking his place on the seat so his daughters can keep sleeping. He stands and wipes his shaky hands on his pants as the doctor leads him to a room.

He wants to burst into tears at the sight of Scarlett. She is pale and quiet in the bed, hooked up to a million wires and electrodes. She looks worse than she did after their DM storm experience. He sits in the chair next to her and reaches out to brush back a strand of fiery red hair from her forehead and takes one of her blessedly still warm hands.

"Can she tell I'm here?" he asks.

"We believe so. We recommend talking to patients like hers," He nods and hears the doctor leave the room.

"Hey Scar," he whispers. "You gave me a real scare back there. I think we need to limit ourselves to one emergency each in a lifetime, don't you think? So we've both had one and now you have to wake up and never scare me like that again, okay?" he pleads.

The only response he gets is the slow beep of the EKG machine.

~

"So kids 4 and 5 are doing great, hitting the right milestones for a couple of days old. They're- uh what's that phrase you Terran's use? cute as buttons!" Fin snaps his fingers as he remembers it. "...so you should probably wake up and see them," he says, getting no response from Scarlett.

He presses her hand to his forehead.

"The other kids are missing you. Turns out, Ty's bedtime stories aren't nearly as good as yours," he says, watching her face.

"Scar, they need you. I need you," he whispers, voice cracking. "This isn't going to be how you die, it can't be after everything," he says, stroking her hairline. "You're so strong, Scar, you can't just give up now. We still have a life to live together, galaxies to explore, babies to raise. I don't want to do it with anyone else but you," he can feel the tears dripping down his cheeks as he speaks. He stands and leans over her, his face close to hers.

"I know I don't give you orders normally, but I'm giving you one now, Jones-De Seel. You are going to fight, Scar, and you are going to wake up. And while you get your shit together, I'm am going to go check on our children," he orders, voice quiet but firm.

He kisses her forehead and then stands to his full height, wiping his eyes and leaving the room to check on his daughters.

~

"Is mumma okay?" Rory asks a week later, while she watching her newborn sisters squirm in their cribs. Fin tries to give her a reassuring smile, although it's probably lucky she can't see him from where she sits on his lap.

"Well, Rory, she worked really hard to bring your sisters here and she was really tired, so she is still sleeping," he says, trying not to let her catch on to his upset.

"When is she going to wake up?" Rory asks, looking up at him with those night-dark contacts. "She didn't sleep this long when she had Dari," Fin purses his lips.

"I don't know when she will wake up sweetheart," he admits and Rory frowns, turning back to the baby in front of her.

"If Mumma doesn't wake up, what happens then?" she asks eventually and Fin squeezes her a little tighter in his arms.

"I don't know. But no matter what happens, she's always gonna be with you and I'm always gonna take care of you, Rory," he assures her. She seems to take this as an acceptable answer and they sit in silence.

"Can I see her? I want to tell her about what Aunt Saedii taught me yesterday," Fin considers his daughters question.

"Okay, but you have to be gentle with her," Rory nods furiously and turns in his arms so he can pick her up properly. He stands with her in his arms and they leave the medbay nursery to head down the hall where Scarlett is laying, still looking like she was sleeping.

He places Rory on the bed near Scarlett's legs but the three year old climbs up the bed to lie next to her mother's ear.

Rory sends him a look and then leans into her mother's ear and starts whispering, so quiet Fin can't hear what she is saying. He sits beside them and watches them. Other than her eyes, Rory looks just like her mother and the pair together always makes his heart squeeze with love.

Right about now, his heart is squeezing in an opposite way. The thought that Scar wouldn't wake up, that Rory and her siblings would have to miss her their whole life, that hurt more than he could think. Hurt him to know that he could never replace her and that he likely could never live up to what his children needed.

Rory seems unaware of his crisis, continue to whisper to her mother conspiratorially. Fin picks up Scarlett's hand and wait for his daughter to run out of stories about her week with Uncle Ty and Aunt Saedii.

He doesn't notice the change in the beat of the EKG until her hand is tightening around his own. He looks up, hoping he is not just dreaming.

Scarlett's eyes were open, her head tilted to the side to press noses with Rory.

"Scar," he gasps, wanting to laugh and cry and scream with joy. Her head turns to look at him. Her eyes were tired, but focussed. He smiles so hard his face hurts and then leans down to kiss her, pouring everything he has felt over the past fortnight into her, knowing she understands when her hand squeezes his.

"Fin," she responds when they finally pull apart, smiling until a thought seems to dawn on her, "the babies?" she says and he caresses her face.

"They're perfect," he reassures her.

"Not as perfect as me," their daughter interrupts any response Scar was about to say. Scar chuckles and hugs Rory.

"Of course not, sweetheart, never," she grins and lets Fin rest his lips on her brow, thanking the Maker for listening to his every prayer.

~~

This got away from me a bit.

Also, this was the last angst prompt in my inbox so it's all uphill from here.

[psalm22-6]

The Exhibitors Herald, June 1926

The first of the deluxe presentations was at the Forrest theatre, Philadelphia, Thursday evening. The audience was composed largely of members of the Advertising Clubs of the World, which was holding an international convention in the Quaker City, and the members of the Poor Richard Club. There were also present a large turnout of society, official and judicial life of Philadelphia. The other audience, which included Mrs. Coolidge, members of the diplomatic corps and Washington newspapermen, as guests of the National Press club, viewed the picture at a special screening Friday night at Poli’s theatre in Washington. General W. W. Atterbury; Senator-elect [and notorious political boss] Wm. S. Vare; Senator [and law professor] George W. Pepper; Lieut. Commander Geo. B. Wilson, U. S. Navy [not to be confused with the character from the Great Gatsby] ; Mrs. Barclay Warburton [civil rights supporter and journalist] ; Major Norman MacLeod; E. T. Stottsbury; Paul Thompson; Alexander Van Rensselaer; Mrs. Charlemagne Tower; Dr. H. J. Tily [department story owner, mason] ; Mr. and Mrs. Theodore W. Reath; Frank Smith; Mr. and Mrs. Jos. N. Snellenburg [merchant in clothing trade] ; Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Block; Mr. and Mrs. Jules E. Mastbaum [movie theater and department store magnates] ; George Nitsche [possibly an affiliate of U. Penn]; Josiah H. Penniman [Provost of U. Penn] ; J. Willis Martin [a judge]; H. S. McDevitt; John J. Monaghan. Judge Buffington, of Pittsburgh; Thos Finletter [could be one of a a number of lawyers with this name]; Mr. and Mrs. A. L. Einstein; Maurice Paillard, French consul; Robt. Von Moschzisker [justice of the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania]; Mayor W. Freeland Kendrick; Geo. H. Elliott, director of public safety; Chas. B. Hall, president of City Council; Dr. Charles Hart; Rev. Wm. H. Fineschriber; Chas Fox, district attorney [could be a coincidence but Charles Fox III and IV are both currently lawyers in Pennsylvania]; John Fisler, president Manufacturers Club [golf afficianado]; Albert M. Greenfield [real estate broker and developer]; Jos. P. Gaffney; Mr. and Mrs. Ellis Gimbel [department store owner]; Daniel Gimbel [brother and co-owner along with Ellis]; J. D. Lit; Richard Gimbel [son of Ellis Gimble]; Benedict Gimbel [brother of Ellis and Daniel]; Colonel Robert Glendinning [banker]; Benjamin Golder [member of the Pennsylvania State House of Representatives], Agnew T. Dice [President of Reading Railroad]. Dr. Leon Elmaleh [founder of the Levantine Jews Society of Philadelphia]; H. Gilbert Cassidy [a judge]; Utley E. Crane [author of Business Law for Business Men]; Cyrus H. K. Curtis [magazine publisher]; Chas. S. Caldwell; G. W. Cole; Hampton L. Carson [lawyer, professor, state Attorney general]; A. Lincoln Acker [Philidelphia port collector]; Max Aron [lawyer]; Eugene C. Bonniwell [a judge]; Chas. L. Brown; Edward Groome; Chas. L. Bartlett; Edward Bok [editor of the Ladies Home Journal]; Mr. and Mrs. Geo. H. Lorimer [editor of the Saturday Evening Post]; Edw. Bacon; Chas. Curtis Harrison [a judge]; Samuel S. Eels, Rev. J. J. O’Hara [future Archbishop of Philadelphia], and Bishop Thos. J. Garland, D. D. [Episcopalian bishop]

There were a bunch of Universal employees in attendance too but that's less interesting to me. Let's see who went to the Washington show

Both showings were under the auspices of Ambassador Henri Beragner of France and Marcel Knecht, French publisher and trade representative. Dr. Ferdnand Heurteur, leader of the orchestra of the Paris Opera House, came to the United States to conduct the orchestras at these two showings. Among the distinguished guests at the Washington showing were: Don Juan Riano, Spanish ambassador; Senor and Senora de Mathieu, Chilan ambassador; Raoul Tilmont, secretary, Belgium embassy; G. H. Thompson, second secretary, British embassy; A. J. Pack, British embassy; Eduardo Racedo and Madame Racedo, first secretary, Argentine embassy; Conrado Traverso, Argentine embassy; Dr. and Senora Velarde, Peruvian ambassador; Dr. and Madame Santiago F. Bedoya, secretary, Peruvian embassy; Senor and Senora Tellez, Mexican ambassador; Senor and Senora Castro, secretary, Mexican embassy; Ambassador de Martino, Italy; Colonel Augusto Villa, miltary attache, Italian embassy; Count and Countess Sommati di Mombello, Italian embassy; Signor Leonardo Vitetti, Italian embassy. Baron and Baroness Ago Maltzan, German embassy; Mr. and Madame Matsuidaira, Japanese embassy; Mr. and Madame Gurgel de Amaral, Brazilian embassy; Senor and Senora de Sanchez Aballi, Cuban embassy; Senor Don Jose T. Baron, secretary, Cuban embassy; Brigadier General Georges A. L. Dumont, military attache, French embassy; Mr. Jules Henry, first secretary, French embassy; Major and Madame Georges Thenault, French embassy; Captain and Madame Willm, French embassy; Mr. A. Konow Bojsen, secretary, Danish legation; Mr. and Madame Marc Peter, Swiss ambassador; Mr. Andor de Hertelendy, Hungarian embassay; Senor and Senora Ricardo Jaimes Freyre, Bolivian embassy. Mr. and Mrs. Timothy A. Smiddy, minister, Irish Free State; Mr. and Madame Simoposilis, Minister from Greece; Mr. and Madame Prochnik, Austrian ambassador; Mr. and Madame Charles L. Seya, Latvian embassy; Mahmoud Samy Pasha and Madame Samy Pasha, Egyptian embassy; Mr. Zdenek Fierlinger, Minister from Czechoslovakia; Mr. Simeon Radeff, Bulgarian embassy; Mr. and Madame Jan Ciechanowski, Polish minister; Senor don Manuel Zavala, Nicaragua embassy, and Mr. and Madame Bostrom, Swedish ambassador.

[swamp-adder]

At that time actors and actresses were mysterious and remote and no magazine ever divulged their weight, their love affairs, or how they did their manicures. But the interest in them was just as deep, and we assumed that as they were in their parts, so must they be in their private lives. Half the school worshiped Maude Adams. It was known then as a crush, but the joys of this jelly-like state were much enhanced if they were shared by a dozen others. Pictures of Peter Pan in his little house in the treetops appeared inside schoolbooks to be surreptitiously adored, and thimbles were worn for kisses and Best and Company got out a little cap with feathers. Rows of girls who were older and should have known better excitedly waved very clean pocked handkerchiefs when Peter asked with that particular break in his voice, "Do you believe in Fairies?" and the big ambition was to have been to Peter Pan a greater number of times than anyone else.

I belonged to a smaller and more organized group who loved William Gilette. He was then playing Secret Service, Held by the Enemy and his great role of Sherlock Holmes. The advantage of the Gilette circle, as opposed to the Maude Adams party, lay largely in the fact that William Gilette was a man. Little girls of nine and ten adored Maude Adams. It was silly. To shiver over Sherlock Holmes in his silk dressing gown when he cried, "Quick, Watson, the needle!" bared his arm and stuck the hypodermic in the upper wrist and then gazed out over the audience with that, oh, to tired look-that was a moment of mature experience in one's life. It made the Peter Pan goings on mere childish indeed.

From the Top of the Stairs, Gretchen Finletter, 1946

[serien-grl-22]

Totally Tydii. Kalora is also very lovely but I have to admit, Finlett never really worked for me...

Aurora Cycle fanbase What’s your favorite ship in the series (if you have one) or a popular one that you know of. I need to know for statistics

[retrogames405]

Attack of the Killer Tomatoes | NES LongPlay [054]

Based off the cartoon show of the same name, Attack of the Killer Tomatoes places young Chad Finletter on a quest to make his way past evil mutant tomatoes and stop the crazy Dr. Putrid T. Gangreen from unleashing his Doomsday Tomato. With all the citizens of San Zucchini terrified of the fanged vegetables coming from the sewers, Chad will be on his own to take on the tomato scourge. The doctor doesn't take him lightly, however, and has sent his special tomato squad, Zoltan, Beefstake, Mummato, Fang, Ketchuck and Tomacho, to stop him. The game is a side-scrolling platform jumping game where the main method of stopping the killer tomatoes is to jump on them. From that they'll either splatter, run away or transform into smaller tomato bits. Energy Power-ups exist to refill Chad's health.

[skepticalcatfrog]

You guys know that movie that came out in 2020, Palm Springs? With Andy Samberg and Cristin Milioti?

Anyway, Finlett in a Palm Springs au

[incorrectauroracyclequotes]

Finian: I love you.

Scarlett: I know. I read your diary.

[lilxmoo]

the way I would simply pass away from finlett hurt/comfort, not related to their relationship (though thats fine too cus angst), but like fin having trauma or smth and scarletts like no pookie ily <3 genuinely though write what you want and I will love it

ok i make no promises BUT if y’all would like to give me some ac prompts I might be able to write smth. no guarantees but I really want to get back to writing! so lmk what y’all would like to seee (with this being said, prepare for me to not write anything if inspiration doesn’t strike, bc id rather not give you guys a really crappy fanfic as my debut 🙏)

[sad-endings-suck]

I just finished Aurora Burning (yes, I know, I’m late to the party). However, let me just say, WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK WAS THAT??!!!!

How can anyone with a conscience create such a brutal and massive cliffhanger, that triggers every emotion in your being to contract and scream that way??

[skeptical-scribbles]

"I never imagined I'd go out heroically. More at the age of one hundred and fifty-seven, while scandalously making love to the pool boy, you know?

But...this is okay too."

~~~

In other words, I loved Aurora Burning, and these two own my entire heart.

[gergthecat]

OKAY SO

THE FINALISTS WERE KALORA AND LEGACY CH FOUR

SO

THEY WILL BOTH BE COMING OUT IN THE NEXT WEEK OR SO

YAY!

ALSO WORKING ON SOME FINLETT RN SO THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE DISSATISFIED WITH THESE RESULTS CAN BE HAPPY