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winola-heart · 3 months ago
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Sticktober 2024: Day 19 - Save Memory
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Memories of days long past... memories of simpler moments. Yet despite the time that has gone by, they'll always be remembered as important parts of one's life.
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wouldpollyapprove · 5 years ago
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Holding Hands
Request: can i request smth for finn shelby with the prompts for humor 7 & 12 fluff 7 & 10 ?? Maybe theyre childhood buddies everyone knows they like each other except themselves😳👉👈 tysm
Requested by @asianbuttcheek
Finn Shelby x Reader
Word Count: 1.7k
Warnings: Blood
A/n: I have been struggling with this one for over a week and I’m so happy to have it done. If the ending seems kinda rushed, I’d like you guys to know that it is. I was inspired to write the beginning and knew exactly what I wanted to write but then halfway through I was lost. So, yeah. I also want to say happy birthday to Kendall! I know it’s a little late, but I hope you enjoy this! 
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Her breathes came in ragged intervals, feet bounding against the cobblestone as she raced to Polly Shelby’s house. Minutes before, Y/n had been peacefully helping her mother with the wash when the phone by the kitchen stove rang. Lucky enough to be the one to pick it up, unlucky enough to be the one the caller was looking for. Her mother was barely able to catch sight of her daughter before the door shut behind her. And now, she was navigating the streets of Small Heath, trying not to get caught on a loose stone and fall on her face.
Y/n slowed her pace to keep from hitting the front door and wiped her palms along the skirt of her dress. Without hesitation, she twisted the knob and entered the house. Shouts rang through the hall as blood slithered through the air. Quietly, Y/n made her way to the parlor, where all the chaos was seeping out of. Freezing in the doorway, careful eyes watched Tommy enter from the kitchen with a bottle of whiskey and Isaiah hold Finn against the sofa by the shoulders. The rest of the boy’s family were littered around him, trying to keep him still before his older brother knelt in front of him, Arthur force-feeding Finn the whiskey, and began to search for what could only be a bullet in his shoulder. 
Screams filled the room, whiskey doing nothing to numb the pain. Y/n wanted to turn away, shield her eyes from the pain in Finn’s own, but that couldn’t be done once she locked eyes with his aunt. 
Rushing from his side, Polly gently reached out for Y/n, rubbing her arm as she pulled her close. “He needs you, dear.” A lump formed in her throat at the older woman’s words. Catching the fear in her eyes, Polly flashed her a soft smile, “Hold his hand, Y/n, he needs you there.”
She nodded, trying to find the confidence to be his strength. 
The two had been friends for years, doing everything together. If this were a few years prior, Y/n would have no issue right beside him, but they weren’t kids anymore. Maturing and finding their place in the world, somewhere along the line, Y/n had developed feelings for her friend. It was dumb, unfair to both of them. To keep from trying to mend a broken heart, Y/n had never said anything, there was no chance Finn would feel the same. 
So, standing there, she didn’t want her actions to mimic her feelings. But hearing his screams of pain, Y/n knew she couldn’t just stand there.
Sitting by his side, Y/n grabbed his hand and tried not to think too much about how he’d gotten himself shot. “Hey, hey, Finn, look at me.” Bringing a finger to his chin, she guided his eyes to her. “There ya go,” Y/n cooed. “Just focus on me.”
“It hurts,” he muttered between gritted teeth, a few strands of hair falling in front of his eyes. 
“I know, I know.” Witha gentle touch, she brushed the hair out of his eyes. At his brother’s words, John shoved a new bottle of whiskey into her hands. Words didn’t to be exchanged for her to know what she was to do with it. “Here, Finn-” Y/n brought the bottle to his lips, tilting it to allow the liquid to run into his mouth. “-you need to drink this.” Finn didn’t hesitate to drink up as much of the alcohol as he could. 
After a while, Finn was drunk and Tommy had retrieved the bullet. Everyone was finally able to breathe once the blood-covered metal glistened in the light. 
“Let him rest,” Polly said, coming to stand behind her nephew. “He needs it.”
Tommy nodded as John and Arthur were already making their way into the kitchen. As much as it hurt them to see their little brother in pain, they knew their aunt was right. All Finn needed now was time and rest. Y/n stood to join them in the next room when a hand landed on her shoulder. “Not you,” Tommy gently pushed her back into the cushions. “Finn needs you.”
Opening her mouth to protest, Polly quickly added, “It’s alright, dear, just sit with him.”
She nodded, watching the pair disappear into the kitchen. Glancing at the man sitting next to her, Y/n couldn’t believe he had been stupid enough to get shot.
“You’re staring,” he grumbled, half-closed eyes looking back at her. “It’s because I’m so attractive, isn’t it?” 
Y/n rolled her eyes playfully. “I say this, and I cannot stress this enough, I find you completely repulsive,” she answered with a grin.
He raised a brow, “Repulsive… I’m not- maybe I am.” Finn stared straight ahead, deep in thought. Tilting his head back and forth, Y/n smiled in amusement at what might have been going through his head. “You’re being extra sweet today,” he muttered after a while.
“That’s because you were shot,” she lied. Now wasn’t the time to expose herself. “Try not to say everything that pops into your head.” With that, Y/n pulled him close, allowing her friend to rest his head on her shoulder.
There would never be a right time to tell Finn, not with all the fear that came with it. It was like stepping into a dark cave, you never knew what you would come upon. Y/n didn’t want to step into the unknown and risk a broken heart and a destroyed friendship. Even if Finn didn’t feel the same but wanted to remain friends, she knew it wouldn’t be the same. So, silence was the best option. 
After a while, the pair fell asleep. Y/n had shifted, resting against the armrest with Finn’s head in her lap. Polly went to check on them once no one could hear even the faintest whisper. A smile spread across her lips at the sight in front of her. It was obvious to see that the pair were in love, but neither seemed to know it. One day they would, she hoped. One day they would and her nephew would finally have the steady structure that his family struggled to give him. The older woman went back to the kitchen, closing the parlor doors behind her so no one could disturb them.
With a few hours of sleep and the alcohol slowly draining from his system, Finn woke up. He couldn’t remember much that had happened after being shot, the adrenaline and alcohol acting as a wonder drug. Lifting his head, Finn glanced up at Y/n, who was still asleep. He couldn’t help but smile at her. Even though he was still in some pain, he couldn’t deny that she was beautiful. 
The shoulder he was shot in ached and Finn knew better than to try and sit up. Without assistance, it would be a nightmare. So, he laid his head back down and traced the veins in the hand that was resting against his chest. It didn’t take long for Y/n to stir from the action, slowly blinking her eyes open.
“Look who’s finally awake?” Finn teased, taking her hand in his.
Grumbling, she said, “Shouldn’t you still be asleep? You got shot, ya know?” She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes with her free hand before she froze, realizing her other hand was held tightly in Finn’s grasp. 
Don’t read into it. Don’t read into it. Like a chant Y/n said those four words, trying to keep the heat from rising to her cheeks. It was nothing. Perhaps it had happened while they slept. It couldn’t be anything more than that, right? No matter what it meant, her skin quickly turned a shake of red and there was no way for her to tell if it was noticeable or not. It clearly was, though, when Finn asked, “Are you��� blushing?”
She wanted to laugh it off, get up and walk out of sight, but there was no way she could do that with his weight against her. “Um… no,” she answered.
Unconvinced, her friend raised a brow. “Okay,” he drawled. “I don’t believe you, but okay.”
“Just drop it, Finn,” Y/n sighed, not wanting this to be the moment when everything fell apart.
Pushing himself up with one hand, he turned to look at her, eyes full of concern. If Y/n didn’t want to talk about it, he knew it was best to drop it as she asked, but he couldn’t stop himself from asking, “Why?”
Avoiding eye contact, her eyes bounced around the room. Maybe if they didn’t lock eyes, if she didn’t see his concern filled eyes, then she wouldn’t have to say a thing. But even that didn’t work as she could feel his gaze drilling into her. “It doesn’t matter, really.”
“I don’t believe that. It must matter if you’re this focused on not talking about it.”
Breaking her gaze from a vase at the far end of the room, she met his eyes. Whether to keep her feelings quiet or not no longer matter. If nothing was said, Finn wouldn’t stop bothering her about it in the days to come. But, if she said something, he may never speak to her again. “I...I,” she wrung her hands together, glancing at the rug below. It was now or never, wasn’t it? Taking a deep breath, she started over. “I liked you. I really like you as more than a friend.” Y/n nodded, agreeing with herself that this is what she wanted to say. “It’s fine if you don’t feel the same, I’ve never expected y-” The sentence was cut off when Finn tugged her arm.
Turning her attention to him, the smile present on his face made her blush even harder. That wasn’t what she was expecting to see. “I like you, too.” A chuckle vibrated his chest as her mouth hung open, unsure of what to say. “When I’m all healed up, perhaps I can take you on a date.”
Finally, Y/n nodded, “Yes, yes, I would love that and I’ll make sure you’re taken care of until then.”
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vaguelygeiszlerian · 5 years ago
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god how many of these are gonna end up being take on me
A song that reminds you of your childhood radio/video, system of a down, my little sister was something like... 2, and whenever the chorus came on, she’d babble super loudly in her carseat and we’d sing along.
A song to sleep to river flows in you, yiruma, i know, twilight trash, but when i was 12 and having panic attacks every other night, matching my breathing to that song playing through my tiny mp3 player got me to sleep like nothing else, and it still kinda does, even if i prefer meditation podcasts now
A song that your best friend loves feast or famine, black friday soundtrack, my sister is my best friend, sorry everyone else in the running but its true
A song that hypes you the fuck up red signal, the mechanisms, legitimately, the ominous chiming in the beginning strains gets me so legit hyped
A song you like to daydream to nobody, mitski, i can stare at the ceiling for 3 hours listening to this and thinking about cuddling
A song that’s on at least 3 of your playlists couples retreat, jon bellion, a guitar riff that wont quit, and it was really good live too
A song that you love from a genre you don’t usually like kill a hipster, watsky, i dont do a lot of rap but anything by watsky is generally listenable
A song that you liked when you where 10 that still slaps here we are, TAKE ON ME, aha, this song is literally my favorite song of all time, im trying not to answer it more than maybe once or twice though
A song that makes you want to go on an adventure (not another lame) fight song, kawehi, anything with live looping makes me wanna go out and fucking vibe
A song you’d want to dance with your partner to god this is gonna out me as such a fucking sap. la vie en rose, edith piaf, maybe i just wanna slow dance a little, as a treat
A song to stomp around and pout to despicable, grandson, my pouting usually shifts into self loathing before long so this is the perfect song for that
A song to listen to whilst you lie in a meadow from eden, hozier, yeah i said it, i wanna lay in a meadow and let my bluetooth speaker echo off the trees and make it sound like its coming from everywhere as my good bitch hozier croons
A song that reflects your views on love something about us, daft punk, i listened to it a lot during my yearning period
A song to sing to the sun everybody wants to rule the world, ninja sex party, i have honestly never seen a song more worthy of being sung on the beach, drunk and helplessly smiling up at the sunny sky
A song you like that sounds like its on the soundtrack to an indie coming of age film amsterdam, imagine dragons, this probably is on the soundtrack to an indie coming of age film
A song that you like that romanticises being a teenager ha, this one might trip you up, let down my better dynamite, the glassbeards (ok so its from a podcast called lets make a music and its bdg, his sister and his roommate, improv’ing songs, and theyre... so wonderful, i sincerely recommend it)
A song that makes you want to grab your friends jump up and down dancing and screaming the lyrics don’t stop me now, queen, the classic queer bop
A song that you like that the lyrics are just so beautiful they’re practically poetry see the day, brian david gilbert, yeah i know i had one of his songs earlier, and there may yet be another, but he’s just.... really good
A song that you can imagine listening to in an abandoned church ( if it isn’t hozier im judging you, but whatever ) god ok this ones embarrassing, cant help falling in love with you, but specifically the pentatonix cover
A song from the soundtrack of a film that you like so much after the film finished you immediately looked for it welcome to the party by diplo (and a bunch of other people), yeah, i finished watching deadpool 2 and immediately went looking for that song bc it slapped
A song for when the sun has gone down and you are feeling absolutely buck-wild with exhilaration! POPSTARS, K/DA, i mean, id listen to it at all hours but honestly night is the best time to bop to k/da
A song that makes you feel like you’re strolling through Ancient Greece living your best life northern downpour, panic! at the disco (idk if they kept the exclamation but i like it)
A song that when you listen to it you’re transported to a liminal space, time is pointless and you must sit and wallow in the void that remains wish you were here, ninja sex party, i know i know, so many covers, but i love this one in particular
A song to listen to on a long drive when you have the really strong urge to keep driving until you find somewhere to start a new life (preferably a european city whose language you don’t speak) goodbye, the altogether, fuck yes, fit in one last bdg song, the lyrics to this song are very wonderful i know this isn’t part of the ask but i humbly request all that look upon this listen to follow through by the altogether at least once
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