#finn will be making an appearance soon too <3

[thcbclter]

"what is the point of having security if they let anyone in who flashes them a dazzling smile and happens to have a $50 bill in their pocket?" akila sighs as she sees the blond approach her. setting her book down, she crosses her bikini clad legs and pushes her sunglasses to the top of her head. "if you're looking for finn, he is not home." // @bruiscdmouth

[strawbeerossi]

Daydreaming || 1/3 ||

Part two || Part three

Pairing: Fem!reader x Aaron Hotchner

Description: When Jack makes a new friend at school, Aaron is happy to listen to all the stories his son shares about their days together. At another child's birthday party, Aaron gets to meet him as well as his mother.

Content Warnings: Fluffy fluff fluff with a pinch of angst, Jack and Finn are happy to tell all of their parents' business, the two boys try to play matchmaker, reader is a widow, mention of parental death, mention of unspecified illness, mentions of guilt, smiley Aaron (!!!)

Word Count: 1.6K

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My first Aaron fic! Y'all let me know what you think! I'm considering making this a series depending on y'all's thoughts!

Aaron had heard enough about Jack’s new little friend Finn Y/L/N to write a book, it seemed. He liked dinosaurs, liked to read picture books, and he was great at making pretend food. The father loved hearing the tales his son would come home with from a busy day at school. It started with him talking about his day, giving his father all his graded papers for the day, and he had to read for twenty minutes for his reading log.

After that, he was more than happy to gush about his day with all his friends, Finn being the newest and most exciting. It seemed like they got along well, lord knows he got enough notes from Jack’s teacher about his talking and joking while he was supposed to be paying attention.

Aaron hadn’t met the little boy until Jack was playing with him on the school playground when he was coming to surprise him by picking him up early after a gruelling case.

The cases with children always made him hug his son a little tighter, so this wasn’t too out of left field. He could remember a little blonde boy hurrying behind Jack to the fence, the little boy already seeing his father from the parking lot that was next to the playground. 

“That’s my daddy!” Jack gushed, the seven-year-old letting his small hand poke through the fence to point Aaron out. Finn looked like a cheerful kid, waving quickly at the black-haired man who couldn’t help but smile as he noticed his son’s excitement. “Hi, Jack’s daddy.” The blonde greeted, his hand opening and closing in the sweet form of a smaller child’s wave.

“My name is Finn.” He spoke confidently, a beaming smile on his face with dimples making their grand appearance. “Are you really a superhero? My mommy says that my daddy was one too!” He spoke, head tilting to the side.

Was.

Before he could answer, the boys’ teacher had already caught notice of the familiar father. “Hello, Mr. Hotchner!” She spoke, greeting the father. The older woman offered a content smile. “Nice to see you. Jack, buddy, go get your things. Finn, come play, honey. Your mom should be here soon.” She mused, watching the blonde wave at Aaron again before he was rushing off.

That afternoon, he was taking Jack to get ice cream while sitting across from him. “Hey, buddy..” Aaron began, now curiosity taking over him. “What does Finn’s dad do?” The words came out a little softer. Jack knew about death, being familiar after losing his own mother at such a young age.

“Well, he said that his daddy used to drive a firetruck.” Jack responded, dipping his spoon in his ice cream before putting it in his mouth. “But he got sick one day, and he died.” The bluntness of children was something to behold. “He was a little baby so he can’t remember.” He added soon after. 

After the encounter with the older male, Finn was opening up to Jack more in school about his own father, telling him stories that he’d heard from his mother at some point.

Talking about the death of his father also prompted Jack to open up about his deceased mother as well. They spent a lot of time sharing stories from either their surviving parents, or even sneaking pictures to show one another on the playground.

As the days turned into weeks, it wasn’t long until the first child in their class was having a birthday party. Aaron made it a point to take the day off for that, mainly because his son was over the moon since Finn had already told him at school that he was going. Jack had dragged Aaron around the store for what felt like hours, the two looking at suitable gifts for the birthday girl and even a nice card that they signed. 

Jack was holding the gift bag in his hand, proudly walking alongside his father up the driveway while his other hand was safely held by Aaron. “Come on, daddy.” He began, quickly hurrying to the front door, having to stand on the tips of his toes so he could ring the doorbell. The father behind the door looked cheerful enough, despite the house being full of children who were already excited enough, the sugar later going to make them bounce off the walls more. 

As the party was moving to the backyard, it wasn’t long until quite a few parents were already talking amongst each other. Aaron felt strange, if he was honest. He couldn’t put his finger on why exactly. “Sorry we’re late.” There was a woman’s voice sounding through the other side of the fence, unlatching it before making her way inside with a smile, Finn by her side as he was quickly running to join the party.

The woman in question was captivating, a smile on her face as she was carrying a gift bag on one arm, leaning down to hug the birthday girl with the other. So she was a parent who was involved. Aaron wished that he could have the luxury of knowing everyone in the class, already being familiar with his son’s friends.

“Daddy!” The word pulled Aaron from his thoughts as he was turning to look at his son, a smile on his face. “What’s up, Jack?” He asked, now kneeling down to get on his son’s level. “That’s Finn’s mommy.” The child whispered, stating what Aaron had already pieced together. “We should go say hi.” He spoke, which Finn had already gotten his mother’s attention as his hand was tightly holding onto hers as he was happily tugging her behind him. 

The minute that the two parents were finally brought face to face, both of their son’s looked more than satisfied. “Hi, you must be Mr. Hotchner. I’m Y/N, Finn’s mom. It’s very nice to meet you.” The woman offered a smile as she was holding her hand out for him to shake.

“He’s a superhero.” Jack spoke up, making the two parents laugh. “Is that so? Well, are you Spider-Man or Batman?” Y/N asked, a wide smile gracing her features while Aaron just couldn’t help but match that smile.

She was beautiful. 

“She has a crush on Spider-Man.” Finn cut in, looking up at Aaron as if to signal for him to say that. 

Were these two little shits trying to play matchmaker?

“Unfortunately, I’m only an agent with the Behavioral Analysis Unit.” Aaron responded with a chuckle, much to their sons’ dismay. “Oh, with the FBI.” Y/N recognized the name while offering a smile. “I write for the paper. I’ve written so many articles about your team and the good that you all do.” She confirmed, a smile on her face.

“I’ve spoken to Jennifer Jareau on several occasions as well when it comes to pushing out stories in order to help you all catch the local people you catch.”

She was surprised she didn’t recognize who he was, however it made sense considering she didn’t come face to face with the team too much, only speaking with the communications liaison when she was needed. 

The two boys were facing one another before shrugging, slowly growing bored of the adult conversation before they were heading off to go play with their friends. “I’ve heard a lot about Jack. He’s such a sweet boy.” Y/N smiled. “I was worried about Finn starting at this new school. He was going to a smaller, more private institution last year but.. He just wasn’t happy there any longer and I know I’d hate to be stuck somewhere that I don’t like.” 

Aaron smiled while nodding along with her words, giving her his full attention since their children were off playing. “Yeah, Jack was telling me about that. He told me something about a teacher there who wasn’t so nice.” Aaron added on to the conversation, making the mother nod. “You’ve got no idea. I don’t know why she bullied a six-year-old but.. Mama put an end to that fast.” Y/N shook her head as her hands were in her pockets.

“I don’t mean to come across as rude for putting my nose in things that aren’t my business,” Aaron spoke while he was looking at the woman in front of him. “But how do you do it? How do you make being a single parent look so easy?” He asked, making Y/N offer a small smile.

“I’ve been a single parent for a long time. To be honest with you, I used to feel selfish for getting pregnant even though I knew my husband at the time wasn’t going to survive what he was going through.” She admitted. “I make it look easy but I can promise, it never gets easier.” She said softly.

“I um.. I heard about your wife from Finn. I truly am sorry, even if it was a while ago. I know it’s hard losing the one person who you thought would be around much longer.” Her words were soft, a small smile on her face. “And I hope you know that you are doing a really good job. I know your life is busy and your career can be a headache but that little boy loves you. He looks at you like you’ve hung the moon.” 

It was something he needed to hear, something that Aaron appreciated. They had a deep understanding of one another in that aspect, the knowledge that there is hope of moving forward after tragedy. It was a long road but they both handled it like pros. 

“After the party, me and Finn were going to go get some lunch and have a little picnic in the park, if you and Jack want to join us. I think that he would be absolutely over the moon to invite you both.” Y/N spoke, which there was now a smile gracing Aaron’s features once more as he was looking back to his son.

“We’d love to.”

[systastic]

Hi!! Can we get 2 level 3 creators choice DSMP (any au/source) alter packs??:3 tysm!!

oouhh… dsmp is not smth we know 3: but ill try nya!!! -🍥

thought it would be funny to make all of their alt names start with the same letter. if ya want them to be different lmk and I’ll find others :] -🌳

name :: fundy, foxy, felix, finn, flynn, fallon, forest, finley, fyxe (pronounced fix)

age :: 21

pronouns :: he/him, fy/fyn, fox/foxs

roles :: system hacker, overclocker, optijective, contrarian advisor, semi-architect, minecraftxenorole

species :: human/fox shifter

gender identity :: kitfoxthing, codegender, sunstelasyne, mangojellyic

orientation :: gay

source :: brainmade / MYCT

aesthetic :: constructivism, memphis design, minivan rock

appearance description :: being both half human and half fox has given Felix the ability to transform from a full fox form to a half-human and half-fox form. fyn hair in human form is a comforting shade of orange with furry black ears sticking up from the fluff. an orange tail with a black tip sprouts from just above his behind and is rather sensitive to the touch. a strange ombré pattern trickles down from his fingers and toes, disappearing as it reaches halfway up his forearms and calves. flynn makes a habit out of wearing long pants with a billion pockets on the legs and a hoodie with deep pockets to stash all of the things he pilfers from others. they’ll get them all back later… probably… if foxy remembers to give them back or gets caught red-handed. when he isn’t being a little shit, fyxe can be found gaming the day away at his computer desk, often to the point of forgetting to eat or drink.

personality description :: an absolute menace of a man who commits so many crimes on a daily basis. whether it be snatching up stuff that isn’t his, coding the headspace to have some sneaky traps implanted, or convincing someone into something through reverse psychology, fundy is always getting up to no good. granted, his version of “no good” revolves around snatching up objects, building or coding things into the headspace that would mildly inconvenience someone, or annoying someone else. still, it can get frustrating. he is a gamer and goes bananas over being given full access to a sandbox game, learning the ins and outs in a matter of hours and starting to mod it as soon as he can. if other alters make stuff in the same game, then fallon will try to help them… though his help isn’t always wanted.

likes :: gaming, coding, making stupid shit, playing with his friends, pulling pranks on people, foxes, creating things, working with others on projects, playing minecraft, committing crimes (not real ones, only lighthearted stuff), snatching things that look cool, YouTube video binging, and pilfering some late night snacks to soothe his hunger

dislikes :: his coding not working, getting caught in his own traps, being called out for the stuff that he does (people just can’t have fun nowadays, can they?), having to work on school stuff (boring!), getting frontstuck, being on his own for too long with nothing to do, and being bored. he hates being bored.

front triggers :: minecraft, coding work/lessons, the idea of making some mischief, pranks and practical jokes

signoff :: 🦊, 💻, 📝, or 🔏

Image source here

name :: callahan, callum, chandler, caelan, caelus, cian, cillian, conor

age :: 19 to 22

pronouns :: he/him, they/them, si/syr, dear/dears (dearself)

roles :: escutcheon, naturalist, pacific, advisor, minecraftxenorole

species :: deer-human hybrid

gender identity :: deerthing, etincechampic, faefolkspinnic

orientation :: achillean

source :: brainmade / MYCT

aesthetic :: mossy, goblincore, cabincore,

appearance description :: cillian is a shorter guy with curly brown hair, tanned skin, and deep brown eyes. he often wears a cloak over his shoulders to accompany his outfit. why they do this isn’t super clear — but what is clear is that they love their cloak and can often be spotted running around to make the wind blow it back. conor isn’t a huge fan of layers; this usually makes him go shirtless when wearing his cloak, or wear a very light tank top underneath. dear rarely wears shoes when outside as dear likes to feel the dirt and grass under dears feet as dear goes. some folks see this as callum being “dirty” or “gross”, but cal doesn’t care. he knows headspace isn’t as real as the outer world is. so what if he doesn’t wear shoes? it won’t hurt them any. cian sometimes has a muffler he pulls up over his mouth to give himself a barrier between his lips and the world. it feels… safe, somehow.

personality description :: callahan is a very sweet if not somewhat shy person. they’re known for their silly streak and ability to joke around even when they aren’t in the mood to speak. cal’s ability to mime is second to none, and god knows they can use their hands to accentuate things. unlike fundy, caelus doesn’t get any humor out of watching other people suffer. he prefers to help instead of hurt; it makes him feel better about his position and role. despite his preference for silence, cian does like to interact with others. this can come through gestures and actions or simply projecting his thoughts to other headmates without saying a single word. in his mind, this makes communication easier than talking does, what with word choice and tone and all of that. chandler is a bit of a loner, but he still likes to hang out with his friends for special or otherwise important events.

likes :: solidarity, sitting on the ground in the middle of a clearing, fresh dew on blades of grass, observing the world, reindeer, regular deer, in-game wildlife, the small details that really build up a video game, good graphics and smooth frame-rate, sandbox games, being able to play with others, and not having to use his voice to talk during a video game.

dislikes :: big crowds, loud concerts, being annoyed by fundy too often, griefers, people who make games no fun for anyone, rule breakers (ie spawnkills, save-scumming pvp fights, server bounty hunters, hackers, etc), unfair rules, being pushed out of a group in favor of someone else they don’t know, getting replaced, and having to wear shoes when outside for any length of time (it feels so wrong).

front triggers :: being on their own in otherwise busy places, an inability or unwillingness to speak, people-watching, world simulators

signoff :: 🦌, 🌎, or 🗺️

image source here

[redcomet-stims]

Hullo internet people, I've decided to make a sideblog to try making stimboards, just wanna keep everything organised :)

This blog has NO DNI, and will take ALMOST any request you want. With that, though, comes no discourse. Or arguments. I want to make visually stimulating moodboards, not fight with you.

I'm not completely child-safe all the time...but I'm not NSFW at all...I'll take requests with "adult" sources, but won't use blatantly adult content at all :)

Do not expect consistent posting, but I try to post frequently!

Also, if you are requesting a character that isn't from something in my fandoms list, I would prefer you add a theme(s) (or maybe tell me a bit about the character if you so desire 🤫). It's not required, but it would be nice and would help me out! If you don't, I'll be fine though, but I might have a few inaccuracies, may go more off of appearance, or generally may not make something as high-quality as I could. I'll try my best to gather information and make it accurate nevertheless ^^

And just a note: if the things I write on my stimboards don't make sense, are rambly, or sound weird, it's probably because I make pretty much all of my stimboards late at night 😭 I am a massive night owl and like working on them later in the day because I feel like I can focus better on them, but sadly I am also not always the greatest at putting out my thoughts coherently at night 🙏 And yeah my image IDs might not always be the best due to working on them later too

Inbox: 15 (woah)

Stimboard based on myself for anon

Titanic stimboard with thalassophobia, broken metal, fog, and an anxious theming/aura for anon

Paimon (Genshin Impact) stimboard with orange, brown, and alarm clocks for the anon who requested Centorea Shianus (Vivli) :3

Vinchen Adencia (Guide to Reincarnation) with blue/black, fire, lightning, and combat theming for @/pennyroyald

Nyarlathotep (Lovecraftian text) with the unknown, tentacles, and red sand for @/pennyroyald

Teruko Okura (Bungo Stray Dogs) with playful themes and weaponry/fire for anon as a gift for @/kimisbunny

Marcille Donato (Delicious in Dungeon) with insects and fog for anon as a gift for @/askmarcille

Nanamine Sakura (TBHK) for anon

Oomph (band) for anon

A stimboard of rain/puddles/waterfalls, dark blue/purple colors, and a calming and small feel for Vivli

Self-indulgent board for me (req. by anon, thank you :333)

Venti (Genshin Impact) with green, clouds, wind, and wine for @/pennyroyald as a gift for @/juniper-bunch

Þjazi (Fire Emblem Heroes) with blue/grey and themes of combat and power for anon

Alcryst (Fire Emblem Engage) with archery and forests for @/pennyroyald

Finn (Dandy's World) for anon

Requests: Closed :3

If I forget warnings, I'm so sorry and I'll edit it in as soon as possible.

I don't warn for hands, food, and uncommon phobias, but I will ALWAYS warn for blades/other weapons, medical imagery, gore/blood (fake or not), and flashing images!!!

My older boards don't have alt texts as of the moment!

Blacklist, whitelist, and fandom list under the cut so that this post doesn't IMMEDIATELY look a mile long!

My blacklist and whitelist! My blacklist is stuff I either don't feel qualified to do or just don't WANT to do. My whitelist is stuff I would love to do or am interested in.

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Blacklist (only a few things):

Countryballs/Countryhumans (Hetalia is cool, though ^w^)

Agere/petre boards for fandoms I'm not familiar with or don't have a theme

Shipping real people

Zoophilic, incestuous, or large minor/adult age-gap ships (This rule does not apply to vocal synths, since they usually have no canon.) (Also, if you want to request a ship that falls in this criteria and is from a fandom in my fandoms list, you're free to ask, just know I might decline.)

Whitelist:

Anything on my fandoms list, of course

Pride flags

Ships, as long as it's easy to find information on them!

Alterhuman stuff (FYI, alterhumans (fictionkin and otherkin specifically), I'm one of y'all 😁👍)

Real people and V-tubers, as long as it's not in a weird way.

NSFW sources, but only if it would be relatively easy to find SFW pictures

Sources that people usually don't accept (whatever people put on their blacklists all the time, idk. I see Hazbin Hotel and Boyfriend to Death and stuff like that all the time on those lists so stuff like that?)

Niche medias!!! I wanna know!!!

Music-themed boards

Slightly suggestive themes (no sexual nudity involved please why would I want to put that)

Fandoms:

Vocaloid/vocal synths in general

Touhou Project

Mobile Suit Gundam

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Cowboy Bebop

Toilet-bound Hanako-kun

Project Diva

Needy Streamer Overload

Project Sekai

Bandori

If what you wanted to request doesn't fit the whitelist or fandom list but isn't in the blacklist, STILL feel free to request!!!

[arrowofcarnations]

O’Knutzy Week Day FIVE! (The end!)

The last part of Triwizard Cubs for @oknutzyweek2023, featuring fluff, fluff, and more fluff. This (finally) completes my bingo row of A1-A5! Woohoo! :)

Characters by @lumosinlove—thank you as always for letting us play in your universe. And a very happy belated birthday to our beloved Finn O'Hara! <3

Day 5: Summer Vacation (A3)

Leo had woken up from their Room of Requirement nap with Finn's body still tucked safely against his and happiness filling his chest. He was happy as he found Logan's green eyes calmly watching him on Finn's other side, and as he got to see Finn's copper lashes flutter as he slowly surfaced from the depths of sleep. He was happy when he kissed them, and when they did a little more than kiss, before they hastily redressed and snuck back out of the enchanted room, grinning knowingly at each other as they rejoined their classmates in the Great Hall.

He was happy when he won the Triwizard Tournament. A little shocked, maybe, but definitely happy as the raucous applause from the Ilvermorny camp (and quieter, polite applause from the Hogwarts and Beauxbatons contingents) roared in his ears and the gleaming silver trophy was pressed into his dirt-streaked hands. It mixed with a little guilt as he found Logan and Finn's eyes, but they looked so genuinely thrilled for him that he turned away from any bad feelings and leaned into the good.

Leo felt a bittersweet kind of happiness—the kind that presses on your lungs when you're exactly where you want to be but you know you can't stay long—as they shared a bed on his and Logan's last night in the castle, all urgent mouths and gripping hands and tangled sheets. He felt it even more sharply the next day as they lingered at the castle gates the next morning, the spring chill and dew-soaked grass making him want to crawl back into the warm sanctuary of the previous night even more.

A moment of nervous dread as Finn turned those doe eyes up at him. It's been fun, he braced himself to hear. I like you, but you're leaving. Too hard, scattered in three different countries, their studies coming to an end, the next chapter of their lives unfolding and taking them Merlin knows where. Bad timing. Won't work.

A flicker of hope as Finn actually said, "Can I come visit this summer?"

The happiness slowly returning, buoyed by hope, as Logan pulled them both into a crushing hug. It filled him up as he mumbled "you better" into Finn's neck. It made tears spring to his eyes as they made plans—a week in Nice, another in Galway, and another at his family's home in New Orleans. They'd all have to talk to their parents, of course, and sort out all the details, but that didn't matter just then; what made Leo happy-cry as he kissed them both breathless was that he got to say see you soon instead of goodbye.

His parents' happiness amplified his own as he spent a glorious weekend soaked in Southern sunshine before he had to be back in New England for his last few months of school. Whether they were more overjoyed at the news of his victory or his love life, he couldn't say, but he knew what he was happiest about as he scribbled hasty notes to Logan and Finn—apologizing to Kermit as a drop of ink splattered on his tiny green head—telling them they were welcome to come stay the last week in June, and that they could go to Lo in July and to Ireland for Finn's birthday week in August, maybe, if they wanted to.

They did.

If you asked Leo's friends and family what his happiest moment was, they might say it was when he received his Ilvermorny letter, or the first time he took flight on his very own broom, or when he won the Triwizard Tournament, or graduating at the top of his class.

But they'd be wrong. It actually, at least so far, was the moment Finn O'Hara and Logan Tremblay appeared in his family's old brick fireplace to spend part of their summer vacation here with him, far too warmly dressed and grinning like fools.

Or maybe it was the moment Logan drew him into his arms for one of his tight, all-encompassing hugs, ending the torture that was going weeks and weeks without it. ("Bonjour, Knutty, missed you.")

Or when Finn joined right in and wrapped his arms around both of them, laying his head on top of Leo's as he breathed a "finally."

Then again, the moment he pulled each of them in for dizzying reunion kisses could top the list.

Maybe he couldn't settle on just one moment. But as he led them into the bright kitchen where his mama had insisted on cooking up a feast, their hands a perfect fit in his, he knew there would be plenty more to come.

[ekacucumber]

Amaya HCS!

There are two blocks, the first ones are connected with her Dad-Jay period and the second ones are just facts! Can be updated :D

She was 10 when Jay found her and they even celebrated Amaya's 11th birthday. Now she's 14, almost 15 (*coughing* I'm bad at counting and feeling of time don't ask me)

Jay gave her that hairclip on birthday! Because hair on the left side used to bother Amaya.

Got her scarf from mother and umbrella from grandpa ("he was a traveler, it's the useful souvenir")

Lost Jay when he was trying to save people from some monsters. Jay told her to stay behind and direct people to safety... The last thing Amaya saw before running away is the hugest lightning she had ever seen. After Amaya realized Jay won't return, people nearby caught the heaviest downpour.

Was wandering with some groups but haven't grown warm to any

When Amaya met the main team, she immediately recognized Nya from Jay's description. And others too, but Nya's image was clearer obviously. Nya and Amaya grew close pretty quickly.

(nya sees some libber's features in amaya's appearance it's coincidence of course but still)

Amaya is 5'2'' and she doesn't seem to have a grow-up coming soon. It doesn't bother her though.

Amaya loves to read all the books from all over the realms! She gathers books from trips and keeps them carefully. She dreams of becoming a librarian or bookseller.

But whenever siblings call Amaya to spend time together, she immediately forgets about reading.

She has an excellent photographic memory... And terrible auditory memory.

Has a diary to write some things to remember or gather thoughts when stressed. Amaya has almost perfect handwriting if she writes slowly, but she can be faster and less careful with it.

When Amaya discovered Ethan's interest in writing, she got quite excited. Sometimes she reads aloud to him.

Amaya doesn't really appreciate sudden hugs and cuddles not on her initiative. She didn't talk about it for a long time when tactile kids were hugging her because she was feeling too embarrassed to break it. Tessa was the first one who noticed and warned the others about it.

Amaya and Tessa are in Blonde Therapists Team. Such a funny coincidence.

At first, Amaya kept her distance because she didn't feel she should getting into the family she doesn't belong to.

Unexpectedly, Amaya has pretty strong legs for her weak body. Even though she doesn't want to become a Ninja, Amaya considers she could fight with her kicks.

Amaya and Kaida had a rather tense relationship at first. They just put two and two together that Jay got lost for Amaya and met Kaida after the same event. But they got along as soon as realized that it was not in their control.

Amaya likes fluffy and soft things, she can just sit and touch the softest plaid in place. Or borrow a toy to pat it.

Once Amaya forgot to lock the bathroom door, and that's how Quinn found her sleeping in the bath. Honestly, everyone knows about it but Amaya.

Amaya usually speaks softly and quietly, but whenever someone starts singing a song she knows... Ooh boy SHE BECOMES LOUDER WITH EVERY WORD.

One of the best listeners to siblings' rant. She's genuinely interested and concerned... She can give a hug if everything is too bad. Sometimes she asks if hot chocolate will make the situation better.

Amaya doesn't cry, no one have ever seen her cry. She stares in the void, dives into anxious thoughts, but does not cry. Rain tells about her mood more than face.

@rainofthetwilight @weekend-whip @finn-m-corvex @taddymason there we go! Write more suggestions, I would love to interact :3

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𓏲   *   (  paul  mescal,  questioning,  he/they,  noah  kahan  cc  )   ⸺   pictures  of  FINN  ABEL  RIGGS  have  been  showing  up  all  over  my  feed,  and  considering  the  last  time  they  were  #trending,  it  was  due  to  celebrating  six-months  of  sobriety  on  his  socials  —  i'm  not  likely  to  unfollow  anytime  soon.  with  their  sheepskin  jacket  that  they've  owned  for  many  years,  distressed  jeans  and  earth-toned  flannel  shirts,  i'm  not  surprised  to  hear  that  they  are  considered  part  of  the  NOUVEAU  RICHES.  after  27  years,  they've  managed  to  garner  a  reputation  for  being  more  welcoming  than  faithless,  but  their  critics  say  that  they're  more  self-indulgent  than  witty  when  they  aren't  too  busy  focusing  on  their  guitar  collection  (  constantly  growing  )  ;  reading  through  reviews  and  fan  messages  for  a  pick-me-up  ;  riding  on  public  transport  just  to  feel  a  sense  of  normalcy.  when  they  aren't  occupied  with  their  work  as  a  singer / songwriter,  they've  been  sighted  hiking.  reputation.com  has  taken  to  calling  them  FOLK  PRINCE  in  order  to  avoid  a  lawsuit  (  again  ).   ──

GENERAL DETAILS.

full  name:   finn  abel  riggs .  nickname(s):   finnie .  rigger .  age:  twenty7 .  date  of  birth:   26th  of  june ,  1996 .  place  of  birth:   meredith ,  new  hampshire .  current  location:   lower  east  side ,  new  york  city .  ethnicity:   white  american .  gender:   questioning .  pronouns:   he / they .  sexual  orientation:   pansexual .   romantic orientation:   panromantic .  relationship  status:  single .  religion:   ex - christian .  occupation:   singer / songwriter .  education:   high  school  diploma .  accent:   new  england .  spoken  languages:   english  ( native ) ,  spanish  ( intermediate ) .

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

faceclaim:   paul  mescal .  hair  colour  and  style:   light  brown ,  short  textured  mullet .  eye  colour:   blue .  height:   5  ft  11 .  tattoos:   a  line  of  trees  on  his  ribcage .  none:   ears .  clothing  style:   folksy  casual ,  jeans ,  graphic tees ,  sheepskin  jackets .  distinguishing  features:   none .  signature  scent:   montblanc  explorer .

HEALTH.

mental  disorder(s):   anxiety ,  chronic  depression .  physical  disorder(s):   none .  allergies:   lactose .  sleeping  habits:   night  owl ,  often  oversleeps .  eating  habits:   flexitarian .  sociability:   ambivert .  addictions:   alcoholism .  drug  use:   weed .  alcohol  use:   currently  sober .

PERSONALITY.

label(s):   folk  prince .  positive  traits:   welcoming ,  witty ,  creative ,  eager .  negative  traits:   faithless ,  self - indulgent ,  blunt ,  stubborn .  likes:   writing  music ,  touring ,  hiking ,  going  to  the  cinema .  dislikes:   photoshoots ,  award  shows ,  metal  music ,  ball  sports .  fears:   becoming  a  one - hit  wonder .  goals  and  ambitions:   to  continue  to  make  great  music  and  work  with  other  talented  artists .  astrology:   cancer  ( sun ) ,  libra  ( moon ) ,  gemini  ( rising ) .  moral  alignment:   chaotic  good .  element:   earth .  primary  vice:   sloth .  primary  virtue:   humility .

BIOGRAPHY.

finn  abel  riggs  grew  up  in  the  small  town  of  meredith ,  new  hampshire .  everyone  knew  everyone  and  that  was  the  way  his  family  liked  it .  his  parents  liked  the  slower  life ,  the  suburbia  that  came  with  a  place  surrounded  by  trees  and  between  two  lakes .  he  grew  up  with  one  older  brother ,  jack ,  only  just  over  a  year  apart  –  best  friends .  they  spent  their  free  afternoons  cycling  to  the  lake  to  watch  their  dad  work  on  the  boats ,  racing  each  other  behind  his  pick-up  on  the  way  home .  this  continued  for  most  of  finn's  childhood .  however ,  when  finn  was  13 ,  his  brother  jack  was  diagnosed  with  stage  3  cancer .  from  that  moment  on ,  all  priorities  had  shifted .  his  mother  doreen  quit  her  job  at  the  local  post  office  while  his  father  picked  up  more  shifts .  they  were  constantly  driving  between  hospitals  for  jack's  treatments  and  whenever  finn  could ,  he  came  along .  his  grades  started  slipping ,  but  there  were  more  important  things  to  worry  about .  there  were  constant  ups  and  downs ,  but  eventually ,  two  years  after  being  diagnosed ,  jack  passed .  losing  his  best  friend  and  only  sibling ,  finn  found  himself  lost .  he  stopped  socialising  and  did  not  speak  for  two  months .  for  that  next  christmas ,  he  was  gifted  a  guitar  by  his  parents ,  as  well  as  a  set  of  five  lessons  to  get  him  started .  he  poured  his  heart  and  soul  into  that  guitar .  having  the  guitar  as  a  proxy  between  him  and  the  outside  world ,  it  became  easier  to  open  up .  he  started  writing  songs  and  made  new  friends .  rather  than  watch  his  father  work  at  the  lake ,  he  now  found  himself  sitting  around  campfires  with  bottles  of  liquor  stolen  from  their  parents'  liquor  cabinets ,  making  music .  this  continued  until  he ,  flying  by  the  seat  of  his  pants ,  graduated  high  school .  he'd  been  promoting  his  music  a  bit  and  been  playing  at  weddings  and  small  parties .  a  small  amount  of  money  saved  up ,  he  packed  a  bag ,  his  guitar  and  left  for  new  york  city .  he  couchsurfed  between  gigs ,  spending  all  the  money  he  had  on  booze .  plenty  of  nights  he  found  himself  out  on  the  street ,  curled  up  under  a  bush  in  central  park  hoping  to  be  left  alone ,  absolutely  hammered .  he  wrote  music  with  other  artists ,  working  together  on  music ,  but  nothing  really  came  from  it.  he  had  a  small  cult  following .  a  year  and  a  half  ago ,  he  was  busking  in  the  subway  when  he  was  approached  by  a  talent  agent .  for  a  few  weeks ,  he  got  himself  together  to  save  enough  money  to  record  a  demo ,  which  was  them  picked  up  for  an  ep .  the  ep  did  alright ,  just  hitting  threshold  to  record  an  album .  the  album  went  viral .  everyone  wanted  a  piece  of  him  and  he  decided  to  put  down  the  bottle ,  checking  himself  into  rehab  with  his  advance  and  the  help  of  his  manager .  his  us  tour  started  immediately  after  rehab  and  it  was  a  hit .   he  recently  found  a  new  place  to  live  and  celebrated  6  months  of  sobriety .

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♠️♥️High Card Short Story 1 “Mint Soda and Cafe au Lait Float”♦️♣️ (2/3)

Speeding directly to the location of the mafia transaction. On the way there, Chris gave Finn a surprise gift?!

Original: https://twitter.com/highcard_pj/status/1529660574841196544?s=20&t=h6O2b9ceCSEP0A_hpW7P2A

Author: https://twitter.com/poipheno

Artist: https://twitter.com/ebimoji3

Following Chris’ steps, I soon found myself at the parking lot of my workplace. “Alright, Finn. Get in the car. Let’s get out of here.”

He pointed at an unsightly black sedan with the tilt of his chin.

“Hm? This isn’t your car, is it?”

“My car, the RAIKA, is being repaired right now. She keeps on getting horribly smashed and messed up every time I went on a mission, it’s starting to get on my nerves.”

“Hehehe. Just like the owner himself, huh?”

“Fuck off, man. Though, I don’t mind that habit of yours to make fun of even your seniors.”

All of a sudden, Chris made a face as if he just remembered something.

“Oh yeah. Finn, close your eyes.”

“Huh?! What’s the matter?”

"That’s one fierce look you’re giving me. Just relax, relax,”

“Huuuh? What, I don’t get what you’re planning.”

Meekly I gave in and closed my eyes. Then I felt the weight of something resting on the bridge of my nose and my ears. When I opened my eyes, my vision was tinted in black. “Are these sunglasses?”

“It’s a surprise present~♪”

Before I knew it, Chris was also wearing his own pair of sunglasses.

“There’s no way I’m wearing these stupid glasses.”

“As Pinochle employees, we’re required to dress well, aren’t we?”

Chris took a step back and scanned me from head to toe, as if he was assessing my entire appearance. “Not half bad. Come on, Finn. Go strike a pose.”

“Like this?”

I pinched the left temple of my sunglasses between my thumb and index finger, while tucking my right hand into my pocket.

“Puff out your chest a bit more. Put your hips forward.”

“Like... this?”

Chris nodded his approval, saying, “excellent~”, as the corners of his lips curled upward.

“And that, is how you pick up girls.”

“That’s bullshit.”

“Those sunglasses is a memento that I bought with my first salary, so take a good care of them, ‘kay. By the way, I was hit by a car on that day.”

“Ugh. Talk about items cursed with bad luck.”

“You can give them back if they’re not to your liking.”

“No way, you already gave them to me.”

Fine, fine, Chris lightly shrugged. “It’s decided then. Let’s get going. Hop in, hop in. Or shall I be your personal escort?”

“Eww, thanks, but no thanks~”

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“It should be somewhere around... here.”

Chris was occupying the driver’s seat, sucking on the straw of his caramel latte float, while I am in the passenger’s seat with a bottle of apple soda in my hand, keeping watch. Both of us had our sunglasses on.

“Wow, those guys look suspicious.”

Not too far from our post, there were around five to six men making a commotion.

“Hmm? Aren’t they just a bunch of thugs?”

“Nah, like hell they are. Before I joined High Card, I’ve had my own share of dealings with thugs. And dang, those guys in front of us have a different feeling about them.”

“Hee, as expected from an ex-yankee.”

“I was never a yankee. Anyway, take a look. What’s that is he handing over? I bet that’s a card! Let’s go, Chris!”

“Eh~ it’s dangerous to get too close. Moreover, our mission is to simply investigate the transaction, that’s all—”

“If you do it that way, you’re going to lose sight of it, right? Screw that, I’m going to score some credits and get a pay raise!”

“Ah! Hey, wait a minute—!”

Without further ado, I jumped out of the sedan. I thought it was a good idea to get my card out before those guys can try anything. I put my hands in my pockets and rushed straight ahead.

“Oi, stop right there. Don’t come over here.”

One of the thugs glared at me.

“Whoa, whoa, take it easy.”

“Stop, I said!”

The man walked over to me and tried to grab me by the front side of my shirt. I dodged to avoid the attack.

“I told you I wasn’t looking for a fight.”

Perhaps irritated by what I said, the look in his eyes sharpened, and suddenly he threw a punch at me. I ducked to not get hit.

“Dumbass! You persistent little—!”

He seemed to be so eager to land a hit on me that he threw more punches frantically, one after another. I ducked and dodged all of them by swerving my upper body to left and right alone. I was just about to punch him back from the left side, but then I remembered the promise I made to Bernard ojii-chan, and thus kept my hands tucked in my pockets.

“What’s going on heeere?”

Before I realized it, I was already surrounded by a gang of thugs.

“Bastard, who sent you?”

--This situation was getting a little out of control. I reached for the X-playing card inside my pocket and was about to take it out. At that same moment, I sensed the presence of a man out of the corner of my eye as he pointed a black object at me. I couldn’t see it clearly, but it was definitely a gun. And right when I spun to avoid it, 

“Uwoogh!” The man wielding the gun groaned.

It dawned on me that Chris had jumped into the heat of the battle. He had the assailant’s head pinned using both of his hands and delivered a kick to the side of his skull with his knee.

“Now you see why I told you to stop before, Finn.”

“Ow, that hurts...”

The man whom Chris had beaten up promptly collapsed, blood and foam spurting out of his mouth. 

“What the fuck?! You guys!!”

One of the rest of the thugs pulled out a gun and started firing at Chris. There was a loud explosion as he took a shot. Chris stumbled backward. A small hole seemed to drill through his suit at his abdomen.

That being said, Chris looked up—and smirked.

His hands were clad in a pair of leather gloves decorated with heart-shaped holes at the back of his palms. The No. 5 of Hearts, ‘Calorie’s High’.

“How is that possible?! Even though I shot him through the gut...?”

Tsk, tsk, tsk, Chris clicked his tongue. “I am an immortal ladies man...”

Calorie’s High instantly healed any damage that was inflicted on Chris, the ‘player’. A single bullet would not be enough to make him flinch.

“It can’t be helped because the situation called for it. You, Finn, however. You’re strictly not allowed to ‘play’.”

“Aaaah?!?! Why the hell not!”

I ducked to dodge a knife coming my way and head-butted the wielder at the jaw. The momentum forced his neck to crane upward. Then I hit him with a one-two right hook to the face, which ended him for real.

“We’re not supposed to make a scene, that’s why!”

Chris slashed another thug’s face with a double blow, right and left, using his Muay Thai technique. 

--It didn’t take us long to wipe out these goons.

Once the heat of the battle finally died down, Chris put his right hand in front of his chest, and the gloves he was wearing transformed into a card.

“Now, now, where shall the card be?”

I searched the pockets of the thugs laying on the ground, while Chris kept watch for the possibility of anyone coming closer. After a while, I found a plastic bag containing white colored powder. Drugs, those were.

“Geh. Were they planning to trade this stuff for cards?”

That aside, I also discovered a small black suitcase, which I instantly checked for anything that might be inside. Certainly, this must be where they kept the card—

“...there is nothing but a gem. Where’s the card?”

Faintly, I could hear the siren of a police car in the distance. Chris clicked his tongue in annoyance.

“I guess we made too much noise.”

“This gem... can it be sold for money?”

“Stop joking around! Come on, let’s escape from the crime scene at once!”

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TL notes: I’m in no way a professional translator so if you find any mistakes, please do not hesitate to inform me right away. I love the High Card gang and I found it very unfortunate that while it is meant to be a multimedia project, I can’t seem to find the translated versions of any materials (beside the anime) anywhere (if this is against copyright, I will take it down). Hopefully this small TL would help international viewers gain better understanding of HC universe and characters. The author of these SS himself said that he hoped fans would have their “so that’s what it is!” moments when they watch the anime after reading his short stories. So with that in mind, let’s enjoy High Card together~

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Holiday Magic

Chapter 13 of You Are In Love

Series Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Pairing: modern!Poe Dameron x reader

Warnings: none :)

Word Count: 3.0k

Author’s Note: happy holidays! While this fic centers around Christmas, there aren’t really any mentions of the reader celebrating it beyond as a way to spend time with friends <3

The next few weeks are an absolute whirlwind. The air continues to grow colder and snow continues to fall, all while you’re drowning in holiday cheer. It’s not as if you don’t enjoy the holidays, but you don’t think you’ve had a day to relax since before thanksgiving.

You find yourself working more and more at Maz’s, now that the college students have gone home for winter break. The time you spend in your little studio increases tenfold, trying to pound out holiday gift commissions and your own creations for the people you love.

Plus, it seems as if every free minute you have is being spent with Poe in some capacity. There are the Friday night get-togethers with your whole friend group, but there are days and nights when just you and Poe meet up, to walk around or window shop or try some restaurant one of you wanted to go to but were too nervous to go on your own.

Of course, all of this time together is doing nothing to eliminate your crush on the man. If anything, seeing him so often, bundled up in winter clothes and framed by the strings of lights that run through your little city, is only making you fall deeper and deeper, past the point of no return.

You know you should say something, but you don’t want to do anything to dampen the holiday spirit, so instead you make it a New Year’s resolution and bury your feelings as deep as you can for now.

Time seems to fly by, and soon it’s the day before your little holiday party at Rose’s. You work in the morning, finishing at noon so you can scramble home, wrap your gifts, and make yourself presentable. You love wrapping gifts, how rhythmic it gets - it’s so relaxing it could put you to sleep.

But it doesn’t, and you make sure all of your friend’s presents look as perfect as can be before you rush off to shower and get ready, the minute hand whizzing around the clock. You spend some extra time on your appearance, and make sure you pamper yourself just a little bit, to make up for how hectic your life has been and all of the things you’d neglected.

Even with all your rushing around, you’re still ready before Finn stops by to pick you up, giving you a few extra minutes to breathe. You tug on your shoes and your coat, set the plethora of gifts down on your kitchen table, and sink into a chair yourself, to fully enjoy your few seconds of peace.

While it’s only a few minutes later that Finn texts you that he’s waiting outside, you feel fully recharged, rebooted, and much more relaxed than you have been since thanksgiving. You gather your gifts and hurry out the door, rushing through the cold to the waiting warmth of Finn’s car.

When he sees you bustling down the walkway, Finn jumps out, ready to take the presents from your outstretched hands and place them safely in the trunk while you buckle yourself into the front seat. There’s holiday music playing from the radio, and you rub your hands together to warm yourself up even faster, to aid in the warm air that fills the car.

Chaos is in full swing when you and Finn arrive, arms laden down with presents. Rey is scolding Poe for something, and Rose looks like she’s trying not to pass out while struggling to contain her laughter. It takes a full few minutes before anyone realizes you’re there, and you really don’t mind, not when you get to step back and watch the drama unfold.

Eventually, Rose turns around, wiping tears from her eyes with a grin on her face when she notices the two of you and rushes over to greet you. She immediately wraps you in a tight hug, greeting Finn before she stands with the two of you, silently laughing, until Poe and Rey notice your arrival.

When they stop their bickering for long enough, they both hurry over to greet you, wrapping you in tight hugs and wishing you happy holidays. If Poe holds you for a few seconds longer than usual, you don’t mention it.

Once you’ve been released, you bring the food Rose had requested to join the other serving dishes on the kitchen counter before adding your gifts to the small pile under the tree in the corner. You take a few seconds to admire all of the ornaments, some old and handmade and some sentimental, memories of years past.

If you thought you’d gone overboard with decorations at your apartment, Rey and Rose make it look like you barely even tried. Every inch of their home is festive, and somehow everything is so cohesive it looks professionally done, but it really just serves to make the space feel warmer, with golden lights strung on every surface and rich shades of green strewn around.

After admiring all of the living room decor, and pausing to smile at a picture of the five of you, from your lake trip over the summer, in a blue snowflake frame on one of their shelves, you return to the group in the kitchen, where Rey and Poe have finally seemed to settle their argument.

Now, the festivities could truly begin.

The evening was a whirlwind of good food and better company, of laughter and fancy wine served out of plastic cups. It was perfect, to be able to spend the holidays with the people you love, with the family you’d found all on your own.

Hours are spent crowded around the kitchen counter, everyone picking food right off of the serving trays instead of using plates. It was warm and familiar, and made your heart constrict in the best way possible. Once everyone’s had their fill, and feet and backs start to ache, you all make your way into the living room, arranging yourselves around the tree and in front of the TV playing an ambient video of a fireplace.

Then, the presents are passed around.

Finn, sitting closest to the tree, gets the honor of deciding who opens what gift and when. Really, he’d made up that rule on the spot, but everyone’s feeling warm and fuzzy, so nobody argues. Though, to your surprise, he saves himself for last, letting everyone else open a gift first.

You had more fun than you’ve ever had at a holiday, sitting in that circle surrounded by the people you care about the most, attempting to guess what every gift is. It makes you appreciate even more how thoughtful your friends are, watching them open gifts somebody spent hours and days thinking of and acquiring.

It was more about the love shown through the gift than the material items themselves, but you still loved each and every thing your friends gave you. From Finn, you received a handmade flower vase from a local store, which you absolutely adored, even if you rolled your eyes and tossed the bunched up wrapping paper at his head after you’d opened it.

Rey and Rose gifted you a sweater you’d mentioned liking a few times, but you hadn’t wanted to spend the money on it. It had been months ago, when the air first started to get a chill, and it amazed you that they still remembered.

And, once again, Poe just had to dazzle everyone with his gift giving abilities, as if he was trying to find reasons for you to fall even more for him. His gift had three parts: a cheesy ornament with you and your friends represented as little snowmen, the same stuffed animal you had loved to death as a kid, and a simple necklace with a pendant engraved with your birth flower.

You had to blink back your tears, because never in your life have you met someone as sweet, as openly affectionate, as Poe. He looks bashful when you glance over at him, a shy little smile on his face.

“Just had to show us all up, huh?” Finn asks, launching some wrapping paper at him. You laugh, and try to discreetly wipe away your tears.

“Oh please, as if we aren’t all a bunch’a saps,” Poe replies, a hue of embarrassment covering his cheeks. Still, he’s right; even the funny, cheesy gifts given had deeper meanings, some inside joke held dear to the heart, a silly comment mentioned in passing. You’ve never felt as warm, as happy, in your life.

And then, Finn passes Poe his gift from you.

Your heart is beating out of your chest, and you just might pass out, because you can’t imagine what you’re going to do if he reads into it, if he can find your hidden meanings and motivations and you’re starting to regret the gift but it’s too late now, so all you can do is sit back and hope for the best.

He opens it excruciatingly slowly, tearing up the tape at the seams of the paper instead of just ripping into it, and as cute as that is, you’re resisting the urge to tell him to hurry up. After what feels like ages, all the tape is up, and Poe’s flipping the gift around before he pulls off the paper.

The patterned paper falls away, and you’re intently studying Poe’s expression while everyone else tries to get a good look at the gift.

It’s a small canvas, painted with the orange and white cat Poe loves more than anything. While it had taken you a while to think of a gift for Poe, it hadn’t taken long to stalk his social media for a picture of Bee, and as soon as you had a good reference, you set about creating your masterpiece.

Most of the time, you were confident in your art, but there was something about this painting that turned you into an absolute perfectionist. You spent hours upon hours painting and repainting, mixing and remixing, blending and reblending, until you had to stop because it wouldn’t dry in time if you kept changing things.

After studying it intently for a while, Poe sets down the canvas and turns to you, a gentle smile on his face.

“This is the best gift I’ve ever gotten,” he tells you, seeping with honesty, before he passes the painting around for everyone to get a good look at it.

“Well, Bee deserves only the best,” you reply, because any other response would be too close to a confession. Life continues, presents get passed around, and you all spend hours huddled on the living room floor, falling over with laughter into piles of wrapping and tissue paper.

It’s near midnight when you return home, trudging inside and waving goodbye to Finn as he pulls away from the curb. You barely have the energy to get ready for bed, and you’re asleep as soon as your head it’s the pillow.

The few days between the gathering you had with your friends and Christmas Eve pass by with warmth and lots of texts, full of plenty of updates from Rey as they make their way to Rose’s sister. You don’t have to work a single shift, so you sleep in and lounge around all day, only leaving your apartment and braving the cold when you need groceries or are just too bored to stay inside a second longer.

Finally, Christmas Eve arrives, and your anxiety comes with it. You’re perfectly comfortable with Poe and Finn, but you’re beyond nervous to meet Poe’s father. From the stories you've heard, Kes Dameron is nothing if not a sweetheart, but you’re still terrified, desperately needing to make a good impression.

You know it doesn’t matter all that much what Poe’s dad thinks of you, but you’d always craved approval and the thought of someone so special to Poe not liking you makes you want to shiver.

So, you spend much of the day stress baking, even though Poe said time and time again you didn’t need to bring anything, you had so much energy you needed to use, and you might as well be productive. You make different types of cookies, chocolate chip and peanut butter and gingerbread, along with some other homemade treats that remind you of childhood, of the real magic of the holidays.

The day seems to fly by, and soon you’re setting your last batch of cookies out to cool before you hurry off and get ready. You know it’s a casual thing, but you’re still desperately trying to make a good impression, so you spend a solid fifteen minutes just staring at your clothes, trying to figure out the best possible outfit that says ‘I care, but I don’t try too hard’.

In the end, you settle on a sweater and some jeans, rushing to the kitchen to get everything all packaged up and looking pretty before Finn arrives to drive you to Poe’s.

You’d been texting him all day, so he knows all about your mountain of treats to bring, parking his car when he makes it to your apartment and coming up to help you carry all the packages down.

“I could have done this by myself, you know,” you tell him as you hurry as much as you can with all the boxes in your arms. He shoots you a look, eyebrows raised in a way that says I don’t believe you one bit.

Still, you thank him when he arranges the packages carefully in the backseat of his car, and then the two of you are off to Poe’s. You ask him about Kes, if he’s met him and what he’s like, and Finn works to calm most of your nerves. He reinforces what everyone else have told you about Poe’s dad, and you’re feeling much more relaxed when you park outside of Poe’s apartment than you did in the morning.

Finn helps you carry the boxes up to Poe’s apartment, knocking on the door with his elbow. It opens almost immediately, before Poe steps back to allow you and Finn room to maneuver with your arms laden down. You set down your cargo on his kitchen counter, careful not to knock anything over, before becoming wrapped in a tight hug.

It takes a second for your brain to catch up, and then you’re wrapping your arms around Poe’s middle and hoping he never lets go of you. Eventually, though, he pulls away and moves on to greet Finn, who’d been watching the interaction with an odd look on his face.

Only after Poe released Finn from his hug were you aware that there was somebody else standing in the kitchen. Even if you’d hadn’t known before, there was no doubt the man was Poe’s father. They looked almost identical, the same curls and friendly smile and laid back aura, even though Kes is a few inches taller than his son and his hair is more silver than black.

“Very nice to finally meet you,” he says as he makes his way to you, hand outstretched.

“You too!” You shake his hand and wish him a happy holiday before he moves on to give Finn a quick hug and a clap on the back.

“Dinner should be ready soon,” Poe announces as he digs through the treats you’d brought. He asks you to get out the big plates, and he arranges some of the desserts, snagging a couple and popping them in his mouth when he thinks nobody’s looking.

Bee is curled up on one of the kitchen chairs, and you feel bad when you have to move him to sit down to eat. While he looks mildly pissed off that you’d bothered him, he returns to curl up on your lap after you make your way to the couch, Poe shooing everyone away from the dishes after dinner.

You feel warm and full from the meal, and you’re finally starting to really relax. Kes is telling you and Finn stories about little Poe, while he shouts and groans from embarrassment in the kitchen. Soon, though, he makes his way to join the three of you in the living room, sitting right next to you on the couch despite all of the open spaces from him to sit on.

The rest of Christmas Eve is spent swapping memories of holidays past, of the things you loved as a kid and your embarrassing teenage years. It’s wonderful to get a window into Poe’s childhood, of his life before and outside of The Resistance.

Really, Kes is the whole reason he even owns the place. He was friends with the previous owner, Leia, who had known Poe since before he was born and was getting ready to retire. Poe had just returned from serving in the Air Force, along with some of his buddies. Leia passed the bar down to Poe and Finn, making them co-owners and changing your life in the process.

Kes said Poe was planning to move back home with him, but Leia had convinced him to take over the bar, so he stayed in the city. Without her, Finn wouldn’t have introduced his old friend Rose to his new friend Rey, and your life would be just as sad and solitary as it was a few months ago. You make it your mission to find Leia and thank her, though you doubt she’ll understand.

A few more hours pass in this fashion before everyone starts to get sleepy and you and Finn make your departure. Poe and Kes follow you to the door, wishing you safe travels home and a happy holiday. You give Poe one last hug, a few seconds longer than you should, and a kiss on the cheek as you turn to Kes.

“It’s wonderful to finally put a face to your name,” he says, clasping your hand between his and giving you a wink. You glance at Poe on your way out the door, and his cheeks are burning crimson.

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[reaper-bloodmoon]

My FNAFverse Lore: The Next Generation 1-3 and a little bit of 4

So in 1992, Franbear's Family Diner opened for business featuring Fredbear and SpringBonnie's kids, Franbear and SpringKathie, as the main attractions.

Now the reason Franbear was made to look half human was to appeal to any young kids that liked to imagine themselves as animatronics. Well she was the first attempt to appeal to that crowd.

In 1993, a prank was pulled on a young girl named Tammie that resulted in....The Bite Of 93.

Not only did Tammie need to be hospitalized, but Franbear was absolutely traumatized at what she'd accidentally done.

Franbear ended up being discontinued, renaming herself "Golden Franny" due to gaining supernatural abilities through mysterious means.

Although the fate of SpringKathie remains unknown until this very day....

In 1995, Fredrick Fazbear's Pizza opened for business. The animatronics featured would be the fixed versions of Fredrick(Freddy's only son), Catherine the Bunny and Claire the Chicken(Bonnie and Chica's Children), and Finn(Foxy and Mangle's Oldest Son).

[Note: These are their Withered versions, I was too lazy to make their fixed versions at the moment.]

In 1997, a new pizzeria would be made, shutting down and replacing Fredrick Fazbear's Pizzeria. The withered versions of Fredrick, Catherine, Claire, and Finn would be stuck inside parts and services of this new pizzeria, aptly named "Francine Fazbear's Pizza". The animatronics that would be allowed to interact with guests would be Francine Fazbear(Toy Freddy's only daughter), Toy Catie the Bunny and Toy Claire the Chicken(Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica's children who would later change their names down the road), Margaret(Foxy and Mangle's Oldest Daughter), and Masonette(Marionette/The Puppet's only child).

Inevitably, The Bite of 97 would then happen. Who caused The Bite Of 97? Unfortunately it was a glitching out Margaret, who was traumatized by what she did under a glitch's influence. Golden Franny would appear from the shadows and comfort her as the restaurant was soon due to be shut down. Fredrick, being the nice person that he was, offered for him and his friends' replacements to disappear from the place and go live their lives out in an apartment together. Margaret immediately agreed because it meant she'd get to be with her brother again. The others were more hesitant but they didn't want to be discontinued so they also took the offer.

In 2015, Franny Fazbear's Pizza would open for business. The animatronic's featured would be the twins Franny and Frimmy Fazbear(Freddy's two daughters, Frimmy having died in a kitchen fire then brought back to life through complicated and supernatural means), Katie the Bunny and Chloe the Chicken(Bonnie and Chica's youngest children), Fionna and Felix(Foxy and Mangle's youngest children at the time), and JayBee or JB for short(JJ and BB's younger sibling).

Golden Franny would soon show up and instate herself as their guardian due to their parents being unable to watch over them as they were stuck in separate locations. Their story events happen all the way up to 2021, which is when Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex opens and the story shifts over to focus on the events happening over there. They'll still occasionally pop up in events that happen after 2021, but it isn't very often.

[Miscellaneous Things]

Sometime in 2016, Foxy and Mangle would create another daughter named Felicia. In 2018 they would go on to make their youngest son, Flynn.

Also another thing, Frimmy technically is my only FNAF 3 OC because the phantom versions of Chloe, Fionna, Margaret, and Masonette are just the same character as those listed. They just exist in a very different timeline now I will refer to as "The Fazbear Massacre: Next Generation" timeline.

[bernadettelovestokiohotel]

We fell inlove in the beauty of the spring.

Vance x Finney Fanfic Part 2!

Finney walks into the class,being used to that sense of anxiousness in him whenever there are too many people around in the same room.

He takes his seat next to Donna,his lab partner.

"hey Finney!"

"oh,hey Donna"

Finney responded tiredly as he layed his head on the desk.

"are you okay,Finn?Youre all red!"

She asked as she took a closer look at him.

"I don't know..it's just..I feel wrong."

Donna paused for a second.His sentence confused her a bit.She didn't understand whether he was feeling alright,or making a mistake.

"Wrong about what?"

She asked.

Finney sighed restless.

"promise we will still be friends after."

He said,as he put his pinky up for a pinky promise.

"Finney,I promise."

They pinky swore.

"so what is it?"

"I like someone."

Donna squealed loudly,happily.

"who's she??Is she from our class??"

"that's the thing.."

"he's.. mesmerizing."

"he?"

Donna was shocked.She didn't know how to respond.

"Finney..I-"

She takes a look at him,it's like his face is all melted and is ready to burst into tears.

"well that's okay.We all like different things."

She said as she pat his shoulder.

He hugs her,tightly,having tears in his eyes.He never felt such strong friendship until Robin and Donna appeared.

"I'm glad i have you as my friend,Donna."

"that's what friends are!"

They laugh.

The teacher came into the classroom and started teaching.

While the teacher is talking,Donna got curious and wanted to know who is Finney's crush.

"psst.Finney?"

"hm?"

"who's that boy you like?"

"...you won't judge me?"

"of course i won't!"

Finney sighs in tiredness and gives in.

"it's Vance Hopper."

"haha.Cant blame you.He looks majestic."

"i know."

"so what?Are you gonna kiss him??"

Finney's face turns red as he covered it.

"no!.."

Donna,being a great friend she is starts making kissing noises to make fun of him.

After the bell rang,Finney ran to the bathroom to avoid his bullies that had been bullying him since the day he stepped into that hell-hole of a school.

"hey Finney."

One of the bullies said as he threw him into a wall.

"what?Wanna go to the bathroom to wash up your baby face and your weepy ass nose?"

One of them said,as they started laughing.

Finney was on the verge of tears,but held it in.

"you touch him and I'm gonna break your fucking spine."

The bullies turned around.

They saw a tall,pretty,long haired blonde boy with blue eyes,as blue as the pacific ocean.

Finney looks at him.

"it's him."

He quietly panicked to himself.

"we were just talking.."

Said one of the bullies.

"Listen here,shit heads.If i ever see you touch him again I'm going to body slam your ass to the floor.Understood?!"

"sorry!.."

The bullies ran as fast as they could.

"you okay?"

The blondie asks,stepping closer to Finney.

"y-yeah."

"hey..I know what you're thinking.Big bad Vance Hopper is gonna beat the shit outta me,but I don't fight with people unless they really make me."

The blondie said,in a positive tone.

Finney was quite confused.This wasn't the boy he saw 3 weeks ago beating up 4 kids AT ONCE.

"so..do you wanna be friends?"

The blondie asked,stretching out his hand towards Finney.

Finney's eyes were sparkling,he never had a person ask him to be his friend.

"yeah!O-of course!"

They shake hands gently as the blondie smiled.

"What's your name?"

The blue eyed Blondie asked.

"Finney..Finney Blake...and you're Vance,right?"

"Finney,your name is nice."

Said Vance,smiling.

Finney was extremely confused since he didn't expect Vance to treat him with such decency.

They walk out of the bathroom.

They soon run into Robin.

"Hey Finn!"

"oh hey Robin!-"

Robin looks at Vance.

"is he bullying you?"

Robin said in an irritated tone.

"no!Of course not!Vance,this is my best friend Robin.Robin,this is my new friend,Vance."

"if you hurt him im gonna bust your kneecaps."

Robin turns his head to Vance as he threatened him.

"well you can barely reach my kneecaps."

"shut the fuck up."

"guys stop!"

They stopped as Finney interrupted their fight.

"if you hurt him,I'm gonna set you on fire."

"same goes to you,short ass."

They glared at each other.

"oh jeez.."

Finney thought to himself.

SHOULD I MAKE A PART 3???

[measuringbliss]

Glee Rewatch 1x02, Push It

Quality episode.

(If you're confused, check this out!)

Emma has a bit of Will on her. Oooh this crush isn't going away any time soon, is it?

Come on Will, earthy tone? This isn't like you. At this point it's already obvious that their marriage won't survive the season, but it's interesting to see how the show makes it clear. Will wears blazers, shirts, colors but not too much. Here, his wardrobe is neutralized. Basic brown jacket? Doesn't fit him. It's boring. And he shines much more brightly at school earlier. But then he brings that jacket to the New Directions rehearsal. He's trying to be a good husband and that's fair.

Emma also wears brown clothes. Must be the season (of heartbreaks, ha!). And there's a direct, out-loud parallel made between her and Will, and Finn and Rachel in Emma and Rachel's scenes so I feel vindicated for last week but also a bit shameful because. duh. yeah. It's obvious. *sigh*

(Note from later: You won't see this, but in the first version of the Pilot Rewatch post, I was *pretty ecstasic* to notice the parallels. I toned down my enthusiasm before posting it lmao)

So it's the second episode of the show and we're already introduced to Will Schuester's infamous rapping. I don't have a strong opinion on it but I heard that, uh, it didn't help Will's popularity.

Episode 2 is also Jacob Ben Israel's first appearance! Another character I love. He's very funny. However, I'm much more interested in the other guy's checkered shirt. I love tartan so much. And those colors are perfect. Oooooh it's wonderful. The club scenes are plain hilarious. Quinn is so funny, her actress is a gem.

Finn and Rachel have undeniable chemistry. Which is good, considering how many plotlines we got about them.

That's it for this week, folks! I know this write-up wasn't nearly as long than the first episode's. Sometimes, I don't have much to say about specific episodes, other times I'm much more prolific, but I don't think any episode will reach the length of the first post. Anyway, take care <3

[mrsbsmooth]

Hii, 8 9 11 and 20 please! Cut some more of your list 😌

I just realised i forgot to take 9 off my list! So i'll do one more up and do 24 as well for you :D

8. Which Love Interests (LIs) are your favourite? (list as many as you like!)

OH GOD

S1- I only really like Jake as a LI. I really liked Levi even with his indecisiveness but as soon as he cheated on me I was like NO

S2- Top tier is Bobby obvi. I like Gary but hate his route. Love Lucas, love Noah, love Arjun, but the casa boys personality blend makes me so damn mad.

S3- my one and only baby Ciaran 😭 give him a chance you won’t regret it. Also love me a bit of Tai. Have a soft spot for bill but love making fun of him more.

S4- BRUNNNOOOOO but also Youcef a little bit. Fanon Tom is both adorable and disgusting.

S5- Finn is probably my favourite, but I’m sure by the time I finish jaded I’ll be a full blown Suresh apologist.

11. Which characters are your least favourite and why?

Erikah was meant to be my friend. Lottie is an attention seeking selfish cunt. Hate Shannon, hate Jo, hate Elisa. But most of all, Fucking Miki. I despise her with the power of a thousand suns.

20. Are there any unpopular characters you really like?

Ciaran hahahah. He’s the sweetest boy ever but definitely isn’t the pushover he appears to be at the start.

24. Pick 3 end-game canon couples and tell us how long you think they lasted after the show

Bill and Miki - about five seconds. She's way too pretentious to bring him around her arty friends and have him on her socials.

Jen and Tim - I refuse to believe they stayed together until Christmas bahhahahahah.

Gary and Lottie - That disaster blew up within one day of leaving, I just know it.

Thanks beautiful!

Here's the list

SO CLOSE: 28 30 34 35 37 41 43 44 46 47 48 50

[thef1nalb0ss]

Faction Rankings: Week of September 4, 2023- September 10, 2023

He's not in a faction so I can't mention it in the rankings, but shoutout to Miz for the Invisible John Cena segment last week.

10. The O.C.

Typically, a win, especially one against one half of the longest reigning Tag Team Championships like AJ got last week against Jimmy, would be great. However, it came on the heels of AJ telling The Good Brothers and Mia that he didn't want him anywhere near his match after he slapped Karl's phone out of his hands. That stemmed from them not helping him when he got attacked by Jimmy backstage, but to be completely fair, that was something AJ started by threatening Paul. It remains to be seen if this was a breakup or just a temporary argument that will be resolved soon.

9. LWO

No appearance this week. Gives them time to celebrate Rey's successful title defense at Payback at least.

8. The Bloodline

Again, I'm not really sure how to write about The Bloodline anymore. Jimmy wants back in it seems. Not sure why since he was calling Roman corrupt a month ago. These are all points I made in the last ranking. He lost to AJ though, so maybe he won't be getting back in. No sign of Roman or mention of when we'll see him again.

Really the only reason The Bloodline is consistently in the top 10 is I take into account championships held in the faction, so it's rare that a faction with a champion isn't ranked. Roman's record breaking reign is kinda the only reason keeping them afloat, but even that seems like a loss when said champion is never around.

7. Meta-Four

Unsurprisingly, Oro lost to Ilja. That's not a slight to Oro, just indicative of how good Ilja is (to the point where I'm really having trouble figuring out why he hasn't been called up yet if he isn't winning the title pretty soon). Noam's next defense is approaching, with Joe Coffey currently in the lead in the Global Hertiage Invitational.

6. Damage CTRL

Iyo's next defense is set. After her and Bayley lost to Shotzi and Charlotte after Asuka took the title from Dakota at ringside, causing a distraction, her and Iyo had a staredown. Later, Iyo said she wanted Asuka in a match for the title, and that's been scheduled for next week. I can't imagine Charlotte is gonna be too happy about that...

5. The Street Profits and Bobby Lashley

After The Judgement Day won against The Brawling Brutes, The Street Profits and Bobby confronted them. Bobby said that Judgement Day thinks they're going to be the next Bloodline, but in reality, it's going to be him and The Street Profits taking over.

4. The Viking Raiders

They got the win against Drew and Matt after Kofi hit Drew on accident.

3. Gallus

Again, I usually don't count Main Event/Lvl Up, but I count the matches that are part of tournaments on the shows I do count. Joe won against Tozawa as part of the Global Hertiage Invitational, putting him at 2-0 in the tournament. At 4 points, he's currently in the lead, with Butch just behind him at 3 points.

2. The Judgement Day

JD may finally be getting in the good graces of The Judgement Day. After giving Damian a custom purple Money in the Bank briefcase, he won against Sami, with some help from Dominik. Damian and Finn also won against The Brawling Brutes on Smackdown. Dominik refereed a match between Dragon and Ali to determine the next challenger for the North American Championship, which was won by Ali after a fast count by Dominik. It seems that Dominik decided who he wanted to face next. We'll see if he ends up regretting that decision.

Rhea, on the other hand, will defend against Raquel this week, with Dominik barred from ringside. In addition to that, she seems a bit...off. She was quiet and seemingly distracted in a backstage segment where she told Dominik to make sure JD won against Sami. Perhaps it has something to do with her upcoming defense?

1. Imperium

Gunther successfully defended against Chad in the main event of Raw last week. With that successful defense, he is now the longest reigning Intercontinental Champion ever.

[faofinn]

DAY 26: forced to choose

@febuwhump

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Finn pressed his nose closer, too wolf to understand, but aware it made him feel better. His chest burned, and the line between wolf and human had long since blurred.

Fao stroked over his ears, soothing him. What he’d done - what they’d both done - had been undeniably stupid, but they’d needed to do it. They had to save Steve. He was everything. 

Soon things got more under control. The fire was dealt with, and the wolf response able to get to treating Finn. Steve was taken to hospital, Finn transported over there too. Fao tried to claim he was fine, but they were hearing none of it, and he was dragged in too. 

Finn wasn't doing great, and they were reasonably limited with what they could do while he was wolf. Which, of course, raised more issues. He wasn’t entirely compliant either, snapping out in pain and discomfort. They were stuck between a rock and a hard place: keep working on him as a wolf, with fewer resources and staff; or force the shift, possibly create more issues, but have a larger, more specialised team.

They’d insisted on keeping Fao in for observation, given how long he’d spent inside, though he wasn’t happy about it. He felt fine, just tired, though he knew Finn was worse. He wanted to go to his brother, to find out what was going on with him, but they wouldn’t let him. THey wouldn’t let him see Steve either, and so he was just sat in bed scowling at the nurses. 

In the end, they'd decided to force the shift, a mix of drugs they'd worked on over the years. Finn was far from impressed, going from reasonably pain free and settled to human and writhing on the bed. 

They moved quickly, knocking him out and tubing him in hopes to settle him. 

Of course, Sheila and Fred had been told what was going on, that both of their sons had been admitted, that they were likely going to have to force Finn to shift to better treat him. 

Fao had managed to speak to them on the phone, explain what had happened, the state the clinic had been in. They told him they were heading to the hospital now, that it wouldn’t take long, and he was glad of it. Despite his insistence that he was alright, he felt like crap, both physically and mentally. He just wanted to be with his brother, never mind how he was feeling. If he couldn’t have that, at least he’d be able to see his parents. 

Both Finn and Steve were kept in their ICU, while Fao was left in observation. When Sheila and Fred arrived, they hesitated, forced to pick and choose between their boys. In the end, they headed up to Finn, intending to spend ten minutes with their youngest before staying longer with Fao. They hoped that by having more adult presence, they might be able to break Fao out of observation and up to Finn, too. 

Fao sat waiting, feeling awful. The nurses had been fussing a bit, his obs apparently weren’t good and he needed more oxygen, which didn’t make him feel particularly good. They definitely wouldn’t let him see Finn, or Steve, and he was worried about the both of them in ICU. Nobody had told him much else than that, though Fred and Sheila had explained he was human now. He knew they were coming in, that it wouldn’t take too long for them to get there, and yet the time dragged by. They’d not appeared on the ward, not come to see him. He couldn’t lie that it hurt - he knew they’d probably gone to Finn, it made sense, but he wanted to see them. He texted them, just to see if they’d made it in okay, and then went back to trying to get some rest.

They spent a little while with Finn, but they both wanted to check on Fao. Besides, Finn wasn't going anywhere, and he was stable enough. They left Finn with a kiss on his forehead and a promise they'd bring Fao up to see him. They popped in to see Steve; they knew Fao would ask.

The ward was quiet, though the nurses checked on Fao frequently. He couldn’t settle, too uncomfortable. The anxiety was building as well. He knew both of the others who he’d been in the building with were in ICU, in the back of his mind he was worried he’d deteriorate to that point, too. He just wanted to go home, but he realised things were fairly serious.

Knocking quietly on Fao’s door, Fred pushed it open. "Hey, kid."

He looked up, and managed a smile. “Dad. I thought you weren’t coming.”

"Course we were." He headed in, straight for a hug. "I'm so glad you're alright. But if you do that shit again…I think I'll end up in hospital."

Fao hugged him back, reaching up to wrap his arms around him. “In my defence, I was actually trying to be the sensible one for once.”

"I know, I know." He held on a moment too long, Fao' calling him dad hitting harder than he'd expected. 

“How are Finn and Steve? They said ICU to me.”

"Yeah, they're both ICU. Steve's awake, but Finn’s…Finn’s been intubated because of the shift."

“Oh.”

"It's just a precaution with Finn, they couldn't get the assessments done they needed, so they didn't have a choice. They're gonna be okay though."

“Hopefully.”

"They will, and you will be too."

“I feel like shit.” He admitted.

"I bet. Pain? Or just everything?"

“Everything. My chest mostly.”

"Have they given you something for it?"

“Yeah. I’ve had a bit, it’s jus’ crappy.”

"Hopefully you won't need much more."

“Hopefully.” He was quiet for a moment. “I don’t want to end up in ICU.”

"It's not in the plans for you."

“I know. But it’s in the back of my mind, y’know?”

"I know."

“Glad you’re here, though.” He said softly. 

“Of course I’m here. I meant it, though. Do this again and I think me and She will actually kill you. Or you’ll kill us off.”

“I’ll try not to.” Fao said weakly. “Am I able to see Finn? Steve, too?”

“Your Mum’s just trying to charm the nurses into letting you up there. Might have to jump through a few hoops, and behave yourself, though. Just warning you now.”

“I’ll do anything.” 

“Careful, now. Don’t say anything.”

[bookloveravenue]

Ocean Pines (book 3): The Spring We Ignited by Victoria Denault

I married the wrong brother, but for the right reasons.

My life was a mess when I started working at Hawkins Lobster Shack. Declan Hawkins was a mess too, and he swore marrying would solve both our problems. He wasn’t wrong. And I wasn’t unhappy.

There was love. It was good… until it wasn’t.

Now my marriage is over and my husband left town, leaving me alone to face the confused and hurt faces of our friends and his family.

So when his brother Finn suggests he become my fake husband so we can take that vacation Mr. and Mrs. Hawkins won, I don’t say no. I need a break from the judging eyes of Ocean Pines.

Pretending Finn’s my husband is playing with fire because my long buried feelings for him are coming back to life.

And I still have secrets to keep. Secrets that aren’t mine to share. Secrets that, if revealed, could burn this small town, and any feelings Finn might have for me, to the ground.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60380585-the-spring-we-ignited

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November 29, 2022

My Review: 4/5 Stars

It's been months since Nova's husband, Declan, has left and they are on their way to a divorce. While his family is both outraged and devastated that he left Nova and them, Nova is the only one who truly knows the real reason. When Nova married Declan, they were helping each other. And sure there was love for a bit but deep down both knew it wasn't the forever love. And though Nova is mad that Declan gave her no warning, she understands. Too bad his family doesn't. Especially Finn. Finn who was her crush and best friend before she married Declan, but she couldn't complicate his life and even dare tell him the secrets she kept. She would have tried but when Finn wasn't there, Declan was. But now everything has changed. And those feelings for Finn are making an appearance once more. But a relationship with her ex-brother-in-law? Sounds way too complicated. As for Finn, well, he's been in love with Nova the moment he met her. She was his best friend too and before anything had a chance at happening, suddenly she is married to his brother. So Finn has kept his heart and mouth shut for all these years. Never would be betray or hurt either of them. His feelings may not ever go away but as long as Nova was happy, he could live with that. But now Declan is gone, and soon they find themselves on a weekend getaway alone. Perhaps some secrets will start to be revealed. Loved this one! Totally complicated but getting to that ending everything was making sense and turning out right for all. And I'm really looking forward to the next book! But Finn and Nova were great. They are finally right where they want to be and everyone is getting their chance at happiness. Really liking this series and like I said I can't wait to get Declan's story next.