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Fresh off his shift, Finn felt some tension leave his shoulders when he spotted Puck outside the door of the diner. Weekends rarely felt like proper breaks anymore -- he was always exhausted. So it was welcomed more than usual to see a familiar face after the steady stream of loud families and cleaning toddler-induced stains on the tables. “Dude, were you gonna eat here? Have this,” Finn insisted, all but pushing his box of food into his friend’s chest. Non-processed and non-alcoholic food. One of the perks of working for a diner that never closed: there was always a steady stream of fresh food to be had. Finn liked the free meals as much as anyone else, but Puck likely needed it more than he did. “You gotta reset. If not this, then I can ask Ray in the back for something else. Wait... you don't eat bacon, right?" He paused, furtively eyeing the box in his hands. "I'm like 90% sure this sandwich doesn't have that in it.”

@puckhq​

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Leaning against the wall of the diner, Finn stifled a yawn. He was waiting for his coworker’s shift to end, fifteen minutes after his, so they could go out for a quick beer to end the night. His second job wasn't much to write home about but at least Finn got a good amount of extra cash off it, and a couple friends to boot. He figured he'd help out the other people on shift, and grabbed one last bag of trash to haul over to the dumpster. This one was especially foul, and he grimaced as he returned to his waiting spot, the smell still hanging around him. It was there he found Sebastian Smythe, and strangely enough Finn's grimace stuck around for just a few more moments. He couldn't say he was very fond of the other. Kind of a douche for no reason, if you asked Finn, but he'd learned to keep those types of comments to himself and some choice friends. "You here for someone? Front door's that way."

@smythes​

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37/50 pictures of Nick Robinson

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drew hudson·:

Excuse me, Finnuel? Why haven’t you asked for a ride? C’mon Finnegan, you already know I’d be there in a second if you asked. 

Honestly, I only thought it'd be in the shop for a day... I appreciate you, my Mandrew! I'm down if it's still not fixed by next week. Matty can ride shotgun if he wants, if that's not illegal.

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haley rose·:

Do you really want to be labeled as a narc though? Unless it’s like a highway, then maybe you should.. I’m guilty of this at least once a week. Please don’t report me!

You run across the highway once a week? No offense but maybe someone does need to narc on you. I've seen way too many messed up deer to be cool with that.

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MARLEY 📲 FINN.

MARLEY: Green is perfect.

MARLEY: You went to Costco without me?! I can't believe you could betray me like this.

MARLEY: Tell me about it. Wished I could help ❤️ Is there anything I can do?

FINN: I ran out of chicken and other stuff. It was an emergency, I'm sorry!

FINN: I don't think so, tbh, but I appreciate the offer. Ms G has me making tons of signs and packets for every parent. How does she do this every year?? My hands still hurt.

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rachel berry·:

In my experience, when you call out law breaking in public, you’re a “Karen.” 

If you call it out in your way, then yeah. I can totally hear you in my head.

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noah puckerman·:

My bathroom time hasn’t been too bad, but yeah. It’s gonna mess with some stuff probably. But you know, anything for the ‘tube, right?

I still can’t believe you can make money off stuff like this. You have a gift. Is there anything out there that's a hard no? Besides like, killing things.

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sebastian smythe·:

Jaywalking? God forbid. Someone’s gotta get those monsters locked up. I can’t believe you haven’t already notified the authorities. You’re just letting them walk loose, wreaking having on our lovely town? What’s next? Breaking mailboxes with baseball bats? The destruction of our world as we know it? See something, say something, or they might just think it’s okay to walk across your lawn, and then you’ll be sorry. 

I guess the town's got bigger problems than this. I used to do stuff like that all the time. Besides, I don’t even have a lawn, if they did upgrade to that...

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lucky martins·:

I would. It’s imperative to teach children traffic laws while their young. Makes for responsible pedestrians and drivers when they’re older. If they really won’t listen, maybe you could call a by-law officer? Which part of town are you in, I can get you the number.

That makes sense but it’s just the suburbs. Maybe it’s okay and they have important stuff to get home to. Wait, do you want them to get arrested? I’m not as sure about that one. Seems like something an uncool teacher would do.

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santiago lynn·:

Are you saying that you only cross at the cross walk? If I were you I wouldn’t say anything. If they aren’t in immediate danger and like ruining traffic they’re probably fine.

Okay but listen. Schools do background checks, and I don’t want to go down for something like this. And I’ve seen like two episodes of Trevor Noah - the government knows everything about us, right?

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jamison berry·:

It’s a farmer thing.

I’m making it a farmer thing.

I have to see this in person. Does it eat your shoes?

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MARLEY 📲 FINN.

MARLEY: So tell me, what fruit do you want for lunch tomorrow?

MARLEY: I got apples and oranges.

MARLEY: And no, you can not say no. It's the law.

FINN: I think I want apples, green if you can. Thanks M!!

FINN: I only have Sour Patch Kids this time around because Costco is a trap. We can blame my mom for getting me a card.

FINN: Kinda had a crazy day today. Back to school night is a ton of work wtf

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Day two of my car in the shop... I have to say it still feels weird walking home the same route as some of these students. Am I supposed to say something when I see them jaywalking?

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noah puckerman:

How am I doing? The filming a video called, ‘I LIVE ON ONLY WHITE CLAW AND JERKY FOR A WEEK’, so how do you think I’m doing? Absofuckinglutely great, is how. Never been better. On a separate, unrelated note, I might be dying.

Dude, have you pooped yet? That’s gonna mess you up.

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jamison berry:

Despite some wrong feedback I’ve been getting recently from certain parties close to me who won’t be named because it would be really embarrassing for them to be outed as having such terrible hot takes - treating a baby goat as if it’s a real baby and calling him your son is perfectly normal. And if you take issue with it, I’m gonna be real with you, that’s a you problem, and you should probably seek help and work that out.

Is this like a rich people thing? To be honest it's weird enough that people do it with their dogs. An actual baby is way louder and squishier than both of those.

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─  𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠…

full name. finn hudson

age & birthday. twenty four years old ( august 24 )

gender & pronouns. cis male; he/him

orientations. bisexual/hetroromantic

occupation. student teacher & part-time busboy

loyal, empathetic, passionate, creative, untactful, indecisive, insecure.

─   𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲…

TRIGGER WARNINGS. adhd

Growing up, Finn’s heroes were his parents. He didn’t know much about his dad but idolized them both all the same. He adopted the music his dad liked, the movies his mom loved, and the attitude about life placed into the world by both. He was a typical kid, rambunctious and hyperactive. Atypical of him was how much he struggled in grade school; Finn lagged behind on his reading scores and had great trouble focusing. He was never unkind to teachers, but his vocal frustrations in the classroom led to plenty of calls home to his mother. When he was eight, he was diagnosed with ADHD, and the outbursts started making sense.

Drumming lessons were a great outlet for him, as were sports: baseball little league, and then high school football once he got skilled enough to tackle and be tackled. He’ll always be thankful for his mother for being supportive in these efforts, and cheering on his progress. Finn was never really passionate about school, but with time he got really into learning, and he was always quick to pick up those who needed a helping hand. He didn’t believe in any god or gods, but he did believe in paying things forward. It kept him humble, perhaps too humble, and most importantly it kept him reaching for more. He had hopes of perhaps joining the military after finishing school (college seemed too lofty for him to pursue at the time), but his interactions with the local recruiter turned him off the idea. It seemed far too strict, and worst of all, too far away from everyone he knew and loved.

At the same time, Finn had a high school English teacher who really inspired him to pursue a career in education. He could see himself helping a future kid like himself, who knew something was different about themselves but didn’t have the words or security to express it. In theory it was a great idea; Finn just hadn’t known how much studying it involved. After completing a degree in Childhood Education and doing a subject matter certification, he’s since moved to student teaching at the local elementary school. The job doesn’t pay well enough to live in California on though, so he also buses tables on the weekend (and gets free dinners there, so it’s pretty much a win in his mind). He’s managing his ADHD fairly well in adulthood, but like anything he has his bad days, too. Finn sees a psychiatrist every couple weeks to check in, and though he finds it extremely helpful he’s not exactly vocal to friends about the issues he deals with day-to-day. To most, he’s just Finn: teacher-in-training, doting son, lover of junk food, and 80s rock fanatic.

─   𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬…

face claim. nick robinson

availability. taken by jp