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elenadesais‌:

She couldn’t hide the smile on her face she sipped her tea before hearing his words and finally shaking her head. “As attractive as that ponytail is…it’s definitely the board game promise, because you just know I’m the type to hold onto everything for the divorce hearing.” How was this even a conversation they were having? This was definitely not something Elena Desai ever did and yet in a small town like this, somehow it seemed only natural.

“ you’re the type to pull out a ten year old receipt from target and say shit went south ‘cause i bought hershey’s instead of twix. ” finn nodded solemnly. he scooted his chair forward, wrapping his hands around the base of his cup and trying not to look like an asshole. “ and you’d win, too. primary custody of the kids. the dog, just to punish me for that hershey’s. you’re the most intimidating person i’ve ever married. ”

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mackrussells‌:

There was barely even a moment of hesitation in her answer. “Oh, easy – Wuthering Heights. It’s a classic, everyone loves it, but jeez, that was the most boring book I’ve ever suffered my way through.”

“ deadass? never read it, but now i’m definitely going to. why’d you finish the whole thing if you hated it, though? was it an advanced form of librarian training? ”

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lizziejchase‌:

Lizzie listened to Finn discuss the pros of a band that she didn’t know a lot about. “I’ll be honest, I’ve got no idea why they went with that name,” she pointed out. “Maybe they thought that they’d cure something from the population?”

“ conformity, i guess. for a second. it’s always there, though─ everyone just wants to fit in, which is fine. i’m not gonna get poetic about individuality like i don’t drink la croix and hit the whoa every three steps. what do you think? about anything. ”

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svpines‌:

“i don’t attack silly.” she said nonchalantly as her careful thumb smudged at the sketch. “it’s the things that go bump in the night you have to worry about.” she grinned, wicked and satisfied over the sketchbook. “i remember watching the sun rise in hai phong and thinking that somewhere in the world it was dark. it’s kind of weird how we only have one sun, i feel like there should be a million.”

“ you know something that i don’t about what happens after midnight? that makes you a gremlin. are you done? can i see? ” he rocked forward on the balls of his feet, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “ there could be a million suns if you think of people as suns. or as like, a cosmic unit, i guess. a smile’s been said to “light up a room” since the dawn of prose. personifications of the sun exist in every theology ever studied. we are suns, bro. ”

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@lizziejchase

“ why do you think the cure are called the cure? they’re basically like, the most influential band across multiple genres and pioneers of post-punk and new wave. dudes single-handedly invented goth. they should’ve been called the cause! ”

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@miloadrien

“ shit, ” was only one in a string of curses hissed as finn swiped, without success, at the growing coffee stain on his jeans. at least it was iced. “ save the turtles and everything but my cup-to-mouth coordination is so fucked without straws. at least this is the first chord in these pants’ song. ”

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@gaycowboyy

“ you know what’s fucking me up? ” finn asked abruptly. “ david foster wallace. he wrote this essay called consider the lobster, which, as a dude from a long lineage of lobster fishermen probably reaching─ i don’t know, the fucking pilgrims!─ whatever, this,” he gestured towards the lobster tank in front of him, “is my fault. i might not care about it in three hours, but it’s killing me right now. i have an epi pen in my backpack if i start dying, you know how to use one? ”

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“ hey, ” finn leaned against the library counter. “ what’s the worst book you ever read? ”

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svpines‌:

“stop moving.” summer said eyebrows wrinkled in concentration. she hadn’t slept the previous night though the sacrifice was worth it to watch the sun peek its garish head over the clouds. her hands shook from maine’s morning cold, endeavoring to draw the straight line of finn’s jaw. she sketched easily rocking back on her heels the graphite of her pencil smoothing with every stroke. “i can’t believe you get to see this every morning!” // @pcssiveaggressive

“ it’s not me it’s the wind, ” he lied, concentrating on not moving even though that only made it worse. “ if i scratch my nose, how much of a head start would you give me before you attacked? ” finn still felt lightheaded when he saw the sun rise. so he told her exactly that. “ it makes me dizzy but in the best possible way. i thought it’d get old or something, and it did for some of the guys, but not for me. guess i’m an old soul. i love old music and old movies and old people. ”

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elenadesais‌:

She hadn’t expected to find a tinder match standing there over her table, she’d recognized him but she had not been planning to say a word to him but of course he wasn’t going to let her go unnoticed. “A goblin emoji, you know–I think I’d remember that.” But the smirk on her face told him that she definitely remembered being a little tipsy during her first week here, and swiping right on tinder. “But I guess you can have a seat, and remind me why I might have swiped right on you.”

perks of small-town america: shit like this flies. finn couldn’t remember the last time he’d gone on a successful tinder date back in l.a.─ schedules didn’t line up enough for the app to be anything but a way to expand your Instagram following. “ so it wasn’t the hair? ” he asked as he sat, vaguely pointing at the smallest ponytail in the world. “ was it the promise that I’d beat you in absolutely any board game we ever play, ever, which is endearing now but twenty years and three kids down the line, you cite during our divorce hearing? ”

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holidayclownsinc‌:

“i’m already in love with her, what can i say?” a huge bite as he enjoyed the warm morning sun. he had been dreaming about this snow cone all night. he needed one in his soul, and now he had it and felt like he completed a quest. “well, either i’m up early, or up really really late. depends on your perspective…. and the fact i didn’t sleep last night.” 

“ so this is like... a stress-induced snow cone massacre.” finn stated, taking his time to walk up to the stand and order a pina colada flavored slushie. “ how many has he had? be honest. ” he asked the cashier, expecting no real response and raising his eyebrows at Arden over his shoulder. “ legit though, why didn’t you sleep? ”

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holidayclownsinc‌:

arden had the biggest snow cone anyone had ever seen balanced between his hands. he had a look of certain pride on his face. he had bitten off too much, but my god, he did not care. he was proud of this tiger’s blood, cotton candy nightmare. “oh, i’m going to write a love ballad for you, baby.” 

“ oh, we’re going straight to creative-married, huh? ” finn joked, squinting against the sunlight. totally ignored the drenched bucket hat stuffed into his cargo shorts. he could smell the sea on him, but he’d been fantasizing about a slushie all morning on that boat and that was way more fucking important than promptly getting home. “ you’re up early, man. ”

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cloudbcy‌:

“YOU know, i’ve seen some really gross stuff in my 22 years of life on this hellish world,” atlas began, then paused for a moment to cringe, as if viscerally remembering some earlier moments. “but today? today was the WORST. a 12 year old kid got sick – on my shoes, mind you – and, to top it all off, his entitled mother blamed me? i really hate preteens and their mothers.”

“ that’s the worst? out of everything? ” finn cringed. “ ... was it like, chunky? or was it mom’s attitude that disgusted you to your core? ”

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elenadesais‌:

“Uh yeah, I’m definitely not who you think I am.” Oh how easily the lies flowed from her mouth as she watched the shadow approach her table in the tea shop. She couldn’t get a moment of peace without someone noticing her, but she hoped even if they were adamant, she could oblige them with a quick chat and they wouldn’t go running to the next gossip magazine that she was here for some much needed RnR.

“ so you’re not elena, 26, three miles away? word. ” finn nodded. understood why she wouldn’t wanna be bothered, but they matched on tinder, bro. it’s different. “ so, whoever you are, i’m finn, 21, had the goblin emoji in my bio if that rings a bell. if not, i can fuck off with this chai but it’s really good. ”

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oh hi there, welcome to holiday, FINN WAITE. oh wait, you’ve been here. has anyone ever told you that you look like JACK MULHERN? you’re CISMALE and use HE/HIM? just checking. and you’ve been here for ALL HIS LIFE? you’re 21 too, right? just curious. you work over at THE DOCKS (FISHERMAN) still? you know people say you’re PASSIONATE + AMBITIOUS, but HOT-HEADED + PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE so i guess take that with a grain of salt. well, at least i do know you’re excited for HALLOWEEN. bye now! [el, 23, est, she/her]

I. BACKGROUND

character parallels: eddie kaspbrak (IT), stiles stilinski (teen wolf), thom (nick and norah’s infinite playlist), mike wheeler (stranger things), gordo (lizzie mcguire), nadine (the edge of seventeen), harper (set it up), randy (scream), craig (south park), hades (both disney’s hercules and greek myth), seth cohen (the oc)

where do i fucking begin.

finn’s lived in holiday all his life; he's from a family of born and bred Mainers, identifiable from their thick accents (it’s lobstah, not lobster) and head-to-toe l.l. bean wardrobes

the family business is lobster fishing. finn was on a boat as early as age seven learning how to tie a knot, learning how to balance on a salt-slick deck in turbulent waters, and sitting in on negotiations between his father and his clients

yeah, this was all done under the assumption that finn would wind up taking over the family business alongside his older brother, but things went kinda different the day he sat down at the piano in his middle school auditorium

it kinda snowballed from there. first it was the piano, then the guitar, then garage band and fl studio; finn was making his own beats and tracks as early as high school─ physically in his room, yeah, but his head was in the clouds and his heart was in los angeles

met a couple of musicians through social media and upon graduation, he moved out to l.a. with two other guys with the intention to get signed and make an album

the band was called Arcane Kitty With The Peeling World, then shortened to The Peeling World, then again to Arcane World, and their sound was a mix between the hunna, the midnight, and twin peaks. 

finn was the primary lyricist; while the band as a whole contributed to the creative process, it’d be a reach to say it wasn’t mostly finn writing their shit; it’s obvious by the random horror themes in what was otherwise a love song or a song about los angeles; he ended up producing their EP on his own

eventually they did get signed, put out an album, went on tour, and upon returning to their hometowns for post-tour break, finn was ghosted from the band

they cite his “inability to show up to enough practices” as the primary reason for his dismissal, claiming it “distanced you from us, dude, and our creative vision just isn’t the same anymore, so we’re gonna vibe on our own”

that was in january. finn’s been in holiday ever since, stuck in a depressed fucking slump barely able to write. he’s trying to start writing again and start putting out his own work under a new project (currently unnamed, he’s working on it!), but shit’s hard when you gotta be up at the ass crack of dawn to catch lobster

II. PERSONALITY

passionate. definition ranges from “having, compelled by, or ruled by intense emotion or strong feeling,” to “easily aroused to anger,” and “ a feeling of intense enthusiasm towards or compelling desire for someone or something.” these are all accurate assessments of finn waite. he isn’t a casual person; he goes hard with his feelings, whether that be joy, anguish, desire, or anger. in fact, his emotions are so strong that they’re incredibly easy to read on his face; he’s an open book without wanting to be, and he makes a terrible fucking liar because of it (also a terrible person to play monopoly with because he’ll take it seriously; also a fantastic person to start a book club with because he’ll take it seriously; also an incredible fucking musician because he pours ever ounce of his heart into his work and he takes is very fucking seriously).

ambitious. “the desire to achieve something, or to succeed, accompanied with motivation, determination and an internal drive.” once finn sets his mind to something, it’s hard to talk him out of it. if he wants it enough─ the grade, the skill, the person─ he’ll work for it. it’s why he can play three instruments, why he was able to put out an album, and why he’s determined to build himself back up from nothing. he’s got the drive.

hot-headed. “easily angered : fiery, impetuous.” kind of goes hand in hand with passionate, doesn’t it? he’ll snap at the drop of a hat and, realistically, this is what had started pushing a rift between him and his bandmates. they were fundamentally very different people, but none of them had a temper like finn’s. for added reference: he was briefly on the hockey team in high school, but had to quit because he rarely got play-time since he was consistently getting suspended for fighting.

passive-aggressive. “characterized by a pattern of indirect resistance to the demands or requests of others and an avoidance of direct confrontation.” finn’s not a fucking animal who throws a punch when the wind blows. he’s not even a necessarily violent guy─ hockey was just a violent sport. he swears. but that doesn’t mean that his temper doesn’t come out in other ways, and the most popular form is snark and passive-aggressiveness. which is so fucking annoying.

III. CURRENT STATS.

favorite holiday: halloween. he’s always been into horror and urban legends. he volunteered at the local haunted house every october in high school and went hard with his costumes. his love for the holiday and generally all things spooky, strange, and unusual are found peppered through-out his music. listen to an arcane world track. you’ll see.

profession: musician in limbo/fisherman. nowadays, you’ll likely find him reeking of the sea down at the docks, but he’s not giving up on music. he’s just in a funk over what went down with his bandmates. promise. arcane world didn’t hit it big; they had a smaller, indie following and did a couple of festivals, so he’s not disgraced from the bizz, at least. and he’s got a couple thousand instagram followers curious about his cryptic stories promising something.

accent: it’s coming back. he lost it for a bit there, but the longer he stays in maine, the more his r’s fade out.

project: unnamed. he’s thinking of doing something with holidays because of holiday, or something thematic. maybe halloween themed. who knows.

you made it to the end!!!! thank u for reading all that. truly. if u wanna plot, either MESSAGE ME on here/discord or LIKE THIS POST and i’ll come to u. muah.

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