finleystevens

[finleystevens]

officially moved. different url, so i will follow you if i see fit!

[finleystevens]

i'm gonna move blogs this weekend, like this if you want to stay mutuals.

[finleystevens]

HIDE AND SEEK. REMEMBER?     independent highly selective & low activity / priority. mostly canon compliant & headcanon forward. written by ash / they them / 26. must be 21+ to follow / interact.

[finleystevens]

i'm gonna move blogs this weekend, like this if you want to stay mutuals.

[finleystevens]

@frightes

My body is but a #frightes temple.

[finleystevens]

@cardiomyapathy

You ever just... yell about #cardiomyapathy??

[finleystevens]

good morning, say it back.

[finleystevens]

(lays back all sexy for u on the bed) (bangs my fuckign head on the headboard)

[finleystevens]

saying your names, richard siken

[finleystevens]

[finleystevens]

my social battery is officially dead, so if you're on of the 12 people i'm plotting with rn... i'll reply tomorrow.

[finleystevens]

like this to plot.

[finleystevens]

i’m like an inch from revamping and just being mutuals with people i’ve talked to / known for a long time.

[finleystevens]

this is why no one likes to text fin unless they absolutely has too.

[finleystevens]

fin's wire is finleystevens, jack's wire is nverdied.

[finleystevens]

If you had to pick, what's the ONE trait in a fictional character that makes you immediately go "oh this one's mine"

[finleystevens]

what aesthetic color are you?

forest green.   you're in your own world, spinning fictions and building realities and finding the poetry in ordinary things. the people around you can tell there's something special to you, and you're well-loved by a some very good people. but even to your closest friends, you're a bit of a mystery. this always surprises you to hear, because you don't mean to put walls up — you just get so caught up in things nobody else sees that you forget to let yourself be seen. you're complicated, and sometimes you get tangled in it. don't worry, though, it's not off-putting; despite your accidental air of mystery, your warmth can be seen like a campfire through distant trees.