#holy cow sorry for the essay y'all

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Do you have any headcannons or imagines for marrying into the finch family or what it would be like being the youngest sibling of each generation like your younger then let’s say Edith Lewis and Milton and how you died eventually in the weird finch way?

Oh no, I totally have never thought of any of the Finches in a romantic way ever. Nope. Not even once. *cough* Anyway, as much as I love this family, I feel like marrying into it would be incredibly stressful? Like whether you believe in the curse or not they have a very high mortality rate. And I don't have any kids of my own, but I can only imagine the paranoia and fear that would come with that knowledge looming over your head all the time. Like, being a parent is already pretty hard, y'know? And while one could argue that some of those deaths could have been prevented with a little more careful planning, you have Dawn who went above and beyond to what would seem like an extreme amount to an outsider to keep her kids safe and still lost two of her three kids. And then you have the creators confirming that Milton disappeared into the world of The Unfinished Swan, which means there very is likely at least some supernatural element at play (though if you ask me it's still 99% irresponsible parenting). As far as like, marriage itself and what kind of partner they would be? That kind of depends on which Finch you'd be pursuing. Like Lewis I think would probably be like a dorky loving cheeseball boyfriend/husband, Dawn would be strict but also caring and warm, Sam would be very traditional, probably adhering to gender roles that existed during his time, Edie would be whatever the 40's version of a manic pixie dream girl would be. And as sad as it is to say, I can't really see Walter as he was ever trusting anyone enough to develop romantic feelings. If he did he'd probably be super shy and let his partner take the lead.The other part of your question also kind of depends because each Finch parent has a different style of raising their kids.Edie was carefree and reckless with her kids. She and her husband built a swing dangling over a cliff with a piss poor fence as the only thing keeping you from launching yourself off the edge. She put poisonous berries in her hungry child's room. But I feel like she and Sven loved their children a lot and were probably very kind, warm parents. And obviously she loved to share stories about her family's history, so this is the generation where you would get the most exposure to that.Sam was much stricter with his children. It's obvious from the conversations he has with his daughter in his story and dialogue from Edith when she's in his room that he didn't expect (or maybe didn't want) to live very long, and so he wanted to make sure his children were strong and ready for anything at any time. Unfortunately, his methods of doing so did not endear him to his children. I can't say I blame them, but I can also see where he was coming from. I also think losing his sons softened him a bit, because he's very patient with Dawn during their trip. Even though he obviously wants to leave with his daughter having shot something, he never forces her or orders her to, in fact he says the opposite to her multiple times instead! I don't think Sam was a GOOD father per se but I do think he was trying, especially towards the end. Dawn, as Edith points out, was also strict, but in a different way. Whereas Sam's plan to keep his children safe was to teach them how to be strong, Dawn tried to shield her kids from any apparent and or/possible danger. Tragically, her best efforts weren't enough. I feel so awful for her, really. The Finches went nearly 20 years without a death after she moved to India with Sanjay. I bet she thought she'd beaten the curse for a while. Then she loses her husband, moves back into her childhood death home, a year later her youngest son disappears, then 2 years later Walter dies, and then 5 years after that she loses her other son. Like, I really can't fault Dawn for hating that house. As soon as moved back in it was like the deaths were trying to make up for lost time. Meanwhile Grandma's chilling with her oxygen tank seemingly reveling in it all, making silly or elaborated stories about real life people, their shared flesh and blood. I can see how that could be insulting or feel like a mockery of their lives. I can see how once it got to her own sons, she would reach a breaking point.With ALL that being said, Dawn seemed like a compassionate, caring person. She volunteered to build houses, she taught children, the bible verses on that post it in her room are about The Good Samaritan. I feel like she was someone who expected the best out of her kids but would also help them reach her standards as much as they needed. Probably the best parent out of the bunch.As for the sibling part; maybe this is my oldest sibling bias showing but I can't see where you fit in the ranks mattering much other than maybe in terms of fashion and/or what you would remember. Like Walter is the youngest of Edie's kids and obviously dealing the deaths of his siblings and the threat of a curse looming over him caused him to cave in on himself, which is a scenario that obviously wouldn't apply to say, Dawn's kids, who she attempted to shoo away from the concept of a curse to the best of her ability. If Gregory had just managed to outlive his father, he would have been 7 or 8, not really old enough yet to go through the intense kind of training his oldest siblings were. He probably would have had a much softer view of his father than they would have because of that. That's something that could potentially cause strain between them. And of course Edith knows almost nothing about her family history because that was the way Dawn wanted it. So obviously a child that came after her would know even less. It's highly likely that they would never set foot in India depending on when Dawn gave birth.I hate to leave on a boring note but I... really can't think of a creative Finch like death for myself lol. If I'm being honest, Lewis' death felt more like that something that would happen to me than anything I could possibly imagine, so. Take that for what it's worth, I suppose.Hope this was in depth enough for you otherwise!-Mod Edith