ind. priv. sel. seamus finnigan.heavily headcanon influenced.
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i promise i will try to get on here more often after monday i’m just exhausted and i work all the time now
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Nick Robinson as Zach Mitchell
Jurassic World (2015)
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i would die for seamus b that’s the tea
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he nodded, a small hum escaping him. while neptune had managed to stay mostly feral (or more simply, petulant, cantankerous, and nearly impossible to please) he knew at the core of it, the fox loved seamus. truthfully couldn’t imagine him leaving to never return — at least not intentionally. something would have to deter him, something would have to go terribly wrong. (hopefully that wasn’t wishful thinking.) “i don’t think we’ll ever have to worry about that.” at the very least was confident that ara would drag him back kicking and screaming, no matter the consequences. “it’s not lame,” he frowned, arms crossing against his chest. “i love you too.”
honestly , seamus believes that neptune were to leave him for definite , that he would have an absolute melt down , and then be left completely useless for the rest of his life. he depends entirely on his familiar , as ridiculous as it may sound. neptune has saved his life countless times , kept him alive when he’s wanted to give in to it all. he owes the little bastard a lot more than he gives him , but he’s so bad at being good with him. he nods a little , biting his lip , folding his hands in his lap as he listens to tristan talking. “ course she’ll fetch him back. but that’s not the point , tris. he should want to come back by himself , not ‘cause ara’ll kick the shit out him an’ then drag his unconscious body back to me. “ he whispers , shrugging a shoulder half heartedly. the idea of losing neptune makes him feel desolate , and hollow. he hates it. “ it is lame. y’lame. get over it. “
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“sounds like you’ve got a low threshold for betrayal then.” of course, he took that with a grain of salt, knew seamus couldn’t stay mad at him or bowie for long — especially not when they were trying to do the right thing. “are you sayin’ you’re not comfy now? because i know that’s not true.” wrapped in his blanket burrito, bowie and teddy on his chest, and only moments away from food he had to be just as comfortable as he was in their room. “do you want chicken nuggets because you want chicken nuggets, or do you want chicken nuggets just to spite me?” intuition told him it was the latter, but as long as seamus got some food (he’d find something else for himself) he didn’t have many complaints.
seamus doesn’t do much else other than stick his tongue out at tristan , before rolling his eyes and going back to showering affection onto the two creatures on his chest. “ beds comfier. “ he shrugs , raising a brow slightly. he was comfortable , of course he was. but he’s a little disgruntled at having been made to leave the bed. he hums , raising a brow slightly as tristan speaks , scratching a spot behind bowie’s ears. “ my lawyer says not to answer that question , sorry. we’ll just take the nuggets. “ he even goes as far as to offer tristan a grin , a little smug but incredibly bright , as he drops his head back against the couch , yawning a little. “ maybe a coffee too , if there’s any ? please ? i love you.”
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“dunno if i’d go that far,” he mused, briefly looking down at their hands, “if you meet the criteria for angel that means i do too, an’ i know i definitely don’t.” his brows furrowed in though, a dismissive shrug to his shoulders. “i’m sure there’ll be a point where y’don’t have time for me — bet i can figure it out in arithmancy on tuesday.” he laughed, a hand carding through his hair as seamus spoke. “then i guess that’s how i’m gonna go. death by books — such a stereotypically ravenclaw way to die.”
“ i would. “ he laughs , grinning a little. “ hey now , that’s bullshit. i definitely am an angel , and if i make the criteria , and if that means you meet it too , then you’re an angel too. “ he shrugs , looking down at their hands for a moment or two. he smiles , looking away from their hands and to the sky as the step outside. “ bet yeh can’t. “ he smirks , turning slightly to face him. “ i can’t believe yer just gonna accept that death like it ain’t the lamest shit we’ve ever come up with. i’m dyin’ through murder or i ain’t dyin’. “
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“well, then you’ve gotta meet me halfway on somethin’, babe — ‘cause i’m doin’ the best i can, either it counts, or y’cant hex me in the mornin’ for wakin’ you up.” not that he was worried seamus would ever actually do it — wouldn’t put it past the other to get worked up and threaten it, maybe even start the process, but never actually finish it. couldn’t imagine seamus doing anything that would hurt him. he smiled into the kiss, leaning forward to lean his forehead against the other’s, “i guess so, maybe we should start workin’ on the proposition now, huh?”
“ that’d make yer life too easy though , love , if i were t’meet yeh half way on things. “ seamus offers him a grin , raising a brow as he looks at him. of course , he would never go out of his way to hurt tristan , nor would he ever do anything of the sort on purpose. it’s just not him , unfortunately. he hums , closing his eyes a little , running his fingers through tristan’s hair gently. “ i think we should , aye. best t’get it over and done with. “
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WEAPON BASED SENTENCE PROMPTS .
A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF USE OF WEAPONS PROMPTS, TRIGGERS MAY APPLY; BLOOD, WEAPONRY, ETC. CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED / FITTING .
i. knives.
❛ is that a knife behind your back? ❜
❛ how many knives do you own? ❜
❛ i’m not interested in seeing your knife collection. ❜
❛ do you ever not want to stab someone? ❜
❛ you stabbed me! ❜
❛ it’s the biggest knife i found in the kitchen. ❜
❛ don’t stab me! ❜
❛ why do you have so many knives? ❜
❛ i’ve got a knife collection. ❜
❛ my knife is bigger than yours. ❜
❛ why are you holding a knife– a bloody knife .. ❜
❛ does that knife have blood on it? ❜
❛ why would you give me your knife? ❜
❛ that’s a pretty cool knife, where’d you get it? ❜
❛ you went a little stab crazy. ❜
❛ did you hear about that stabbing? ❜
❛ you tried to stab me! ❜
❛ you threatened to stab me! ❜
ii. guns.
❛ hey, that’s not a toy, put it down. ❜
❛ where did you get all these guns? ❜
❛ i don’t know how to use one of these things. ❜
❛ i’m not sure if having a gun is a good idea. ❜
❛ don’t point that thing at me! ❜
❛ you point that thing at me you better pull the trigger. ❜
❛ don’t shoot! ❜
❛ what’s the gun for? ❜
❛ you with a gun is a dangerous thing. ❜
❛ maybe you can teach me to shoot. ❜
❛ can you teach me how to shoot? ❜
❛ is the safety on that thing? ❜
❛ who shot you? ❜
❛ watch where you point that thing. ❜
❛ you almost shot me! ❜
❛ did you hear about that shooting? ❜
❛ you've been shot! ❜
❛ you shot someone! ❜
iii. swords.
❛ you really don’t want to dual me. ❜
❛ you’re pretty good with a sword. ❜
❛ you’re the best swordsman/woman i know. ❜
❛ why is there a sword on your wall? ❜
❛ where’s my sword! ❜
❛ i thought you had the sword. ❜
❛ put the sword down! ❜
❛ dare to dual? ❜
❛ this is the last sword fight you’ll ever have. ❜
❛ i’m in need of a sword. ❜
❛ can you teach me how to use a sword? ❜
❛ is this how you hold it? ❜
❛ you use my own sword against me? ❜
❛ that isn’t how to hold it right. ❜
❛ give me your sword! ❜
❛ you really want a sword? ❜
❛ what are you doing with a sword? ❜
❛ where’d you learn to use a sword? ❜
iv. axes.
❛ why do you always carry around an ax? ❜
❛ what’s with the ax? ❜
❛ i’ve got an ax and i’m not afraid to use it. ❜
❛ i thought axes were for chopping wood. ❜
❛ this ax here, it chops more than wood. ❜
❛ i need to use the ax for something. ❜
❛ where the hell is my ax? ❜
❛ what are you doing with that ax? ❜
❛ the ax is missing. ❜
❛ guess i’ll need a new ax. ❜
❛ who keeps an ax in the city? ❜
❛ does that ax have blood on it? ❜
❛ what’s with the ax? ❜
❛ please help me! someone is chasing me with an ax. ❜
❛ drop the ax! ❜
❛ are you going to hurt someone with that ax? ❜
❛ funny thing, ax is gone. just vanished. ❜
❛ did you take my ax? ❜
v. whips.
❛ you really are amazing with that whip. ❜
❛ do you even know how to use a whip? ❜
❛ who knew you having a whip as a weapon would be attractive. ❜
❛ pretty quick with that whip there. ❜
❛ careful, he/she/they have a whip! ❜
❛ i only saw the whip, not the person handling it. ❜
❛ put the whip down! ❜
❛ what is that, a whip? ❜
❛ your whip excites me. ❜
❛ i didn’t know you could use a whip. ❜
❛ can you teach me how to use a whip? ❜
❛ how do i use this thing? ❜
❛ you use my own whip against me? ❜
❛ i’ve come to retrieve my whip. ❜
❛ give me your whip! ❜
❛ you have my whip? ❜
❛ what are you doing with a whip? ❜
vi. bows.
❛ you are pretty good with that bow and arrow. ❜
❛ you know how to use a bow and arrow? ❜
❛ they took my bow, i’m going to get it back. ❜
❛ i didn’t know you could use a bow and arrow. ❜
❛ careful, he/she/they have a bow and arrow! ❜
❛ you almost shot me with an arrow! ❜
❛ you shot me in the butt with an arrow! ❜
❛ where’s my bow? ❜
❛ just know, i never miss. ❜
❛ i can teach you how to use it, if you want. ❜
❛ how do you even put the arrow in this thing? ❜
❛ what’s with the bow and arrow? ❜
❛ you use my own bow against me? ❜
❛ i’ve come to bow back. ❜
❛ give me your bow and arrow! quickly! ❜
❛ you have my bow? ❜
❛ what are you doing with my bow? ❜
vii. improvised.
❛ hey, watch where you’re swinging that bat. ❜
❛ will stop throwing your hairsprays and perfumes at me? ❜
❛ practicing for baseball or something else? ❜
❛ this isn’t just any nail filer, it’s got a mean blade within. ❜
❛ you through a blender at me! ❜
❛ i will spray in the eyes with my perfume if come any closer. ❜
❛ i can nearly slit your throat with my finger nail! ❜
❛ what are you going to do with that brush, give me a make over? ❜
❛ i wouldn’t apply that lipstick if i were you, it’s not really lipstick. ❜
❛ run! she/he/they has a bat! ❜
❛ you couldn’t have grabbed something better than that? ❜
❛ you sprayed me in the eye with pepper spray! ❜
❛ anything can be turned into a weapon. ❜
❛ i don’t just wear my stiletto’s, they are more handy than you think. ❜
❛ is that a pencil with a blade? ❜
❛ you knocked me out with a can of soup. ❜
❛ trust me, i can use anything to my defense. ❜
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i am feeling MIGHTY uncomfortable lmao.
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who knows when i’m gonna reply to stuff but it’ll happen one day lmao
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❛❛ I took your hoodie and I’m not giving it back. ❜❜
❛❛ Please just… just hold me. ❜❜
❛❛ C’mere. Lean on me. ❜❜
❛❛ You look like you need a hug. Come here. ❜❜
❛❛ I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again. ❜❜
❛❛ I know you don’t like hugs, but… I could really use one right now… ❜❜
❛❛ Just stay a little longer. Please. ❜❜
❛❛ It’s so cold outside, but you’re so warm… ❜❜
❛❛ I’m sorry. I should have asked first, just… it reminded me of you. ❜❜
❛❛ Let me hold you for a while. ❜❜
❛❛ It’s okay. I’ve got you. ❜❜
❛❛ Everything hurts. Being with you is the only good thing in the world anymore. ❜❜
❛❛ Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay. C’mon, come sit under the blanket with me. ❜❜
❛❛ All I want to do is sit and eat cookies and watch cheesy romcoms right now. But I’d love some company. ❜❜
❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜
❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜
❛❛ I made some tea. Now, do you need to talk? Or should I just put on some music? ❜❜
❛❛ I’m not going to leave. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. ❜❜
❛❛ Your hair’s soft… I just want to pet it until I forget everything but how soft it is… ❜❜
❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜
❛❛ I know you’re hurting right now, and I’m so sorry. Tell me what will help and I’ll do it. ❜❜
❛❛ I just want to see you smile again. ❜❜
❛❛ This is stupid but… could you sing to me? You have such a nice voice, and I think it might help calm me down… you don’t have to, but… ❜❜
❛❛ Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest. ❜❜
❛❛ wait , did you just say you love me? ❜❜
❛❛ i’m so happy! ❜❜
❛❛ is this a gift for me? ❜❜
❛❛ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! ❜❜
❛❛ i love you. ❜❜
❛❛ wow … your smile is breathtaking. ❜❜
❛❛ let me take you out on a date. ❜❜
❛❛ so what will it be tonight? ❜❜
❛❛ you know , you’re really cute. ❜❜
❛❛ shh … don’t cry. ❜❜
❛❛ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? ❜❜
❝ i’m here for you. ❞
❝ let me help with that. ❞
❝ i’m here. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna hurt you. ❞
❝ if they do it again, you tell me. ❞
❝ i’ll protect you. ❞
❝ i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ❞
❝ let me take a look… ❞
❝ i’m a phone call away. ❞
❝ you should have called me. ❞
❝ here, sleep. ❞
❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞
❝ hey, shh, it’s okay. ❞
❝ i’ll never let you go. ❞
❝ you’re with me now. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna take you from my side. ❞
❝ i’ll do what i have to. ❞
❝ i need you to stay here, okay? i got this. ❞
❝ it’s safe here. ❞
❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞
❝ we’re gonna have to keep ice on that. ❞
❝ i like seeing you smile. ❞
❝ you’re so beautiful. ❞
❝ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ❞
❝ i miss/missed you. ❞
❝ let me do this for you. ❞
❝ i’m on your side ❞
❝ i’ve got your back, okay? ❞
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im tired and i have to be up for like 6 am tomorrow so. i’m gonna drop to mobile.
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seamus doesn’t think he’s ever seen tristan this bad , to the point where he had to essentially force him into the bath to wash his hair and keep himself somewhat hygienic. he knows that lows can be hard , but he has to keep tristan in some kind of routine so he doesn’t slip too far. once he’s gotten all the shampoo out of his hair , seamus helps tristan out of the bath , and wraps a towel around his waist , picking another one up to dry his hair. he hums softly to himself whilst he dries him off , switching to the other towel once he dries his hair. once he’s dry , he holds out a pair of boxers. once tristan has those on , he does the same with some joggers , followed by a tee. he leans up on his tip toes to press a little kiss to tristan’s nose , smiling sweetly up at him.” thank you for doin’ this , love. bein’ clean might help y’feel better , too. c’mon , we can go an’ lay on the couch an’ watch some dumb documentary about serial killers. ”
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it’s tristan’s last day at the academy , and seamus wanted to meet him at the end of the day. so , naturally , he had walked into the academy like he still owned the place , walking over to him immediately and standing beside him , waiting for him to finish telling the weird sisters how they were still incredibly welcome to come visit them when they move to portland. he rests his head against tristan’s shoulder as he waits , looking out of the doorway absently. unfortunately , a certain warlock walks past at that time , and lingers , eyes locking with seamus’. he frowns , peeking up at tristan , trying to make sure he was keeping his focus on the girls. however , though , soon enough there’s a hand on the bottom of his back , a kiss pressed to his temple. he wonders , distantly , as the offending warlock moves along , if he should ever be concerned about how much he knows tristan would like to destroy the little bastard. the hand on his back moves to his hip , squeezing gently. he glances up , noticing the way tristan is still staring at the doorway , with a look that could very well kill someone. “ i love you. “ he mumbles , leaning up to press a kiss to his jaw.
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“can we really say y’forced me though?” it hadn’t really taken much prompting to get tris to put his work down. though, it wasn’t something he would drop for just anyone (of course he wasn’t quite willing to admit how special seamus really was), he was more than happy to go on a walk, get a glimpse of the weather he’d been missing. “sounds like you’ve had a full day then, surprised you managed to make time for me.” he was teasing, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as the other pulled him outside. “think if i stay in the library long enough i’ll die? y’know, death by musty books? there’s gotta be someone who’s kicked the bucket like that.”
“ obviously not. i’m an absolute angel t’be around , y’should be jumpin’ at the chance t’spend time with me. “ he smirks , raising a brow slightly as he walks along with him. he laughs quietly , shaking his head slightly. “ always got time for yeh , tris. especially when i had absolutely no classes today. plenty of free time on my hands. “ seamus hums softly , slipping his heads into his pockets as they got outside. “ i mean , yeh’ve gotta think about it logically , right ? if folk can die from gettin’ flour an’ icin’ sugar an’ shit on their lungs , then yeh’ve got t’be able t’die from dusty old books. “
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“baby, you’re the grumpiest,” he smiled softly, “but it’s okay, it’s cute.” after all, he just got yelled at for asking seamus to get out of bed only moments before. tris pressed a kiss to the top of seamus’ head, gently kicking the door open with his foot. “s’not betrayal if it’s for your benefit.” bowie loved seamus as much as he loved tristan, would never do anything that would ultimately benefit any of them. “besides, i don’t think a move from the bed t’the couch with no walkin’ in between is askin’ that much of you, is it?” he carefully placed seamus down on the couch before making his way towards the kitchen, a hand carding through his hair. “what d’you want to eat? an’ bowie do not say chicken nuggets.”
“ oi , fuck off. “ he grumbles , glaring up at him from inside his blankets. he does not particularly enjoy being called grumpy , especially when he doesn’t actually believe he’s being very grumpy. he huffs , closing his eyes when tris presses a kiss to his head. “ s’always betrayal when it goes against what i wanna do. “ he mutters , peeking up at him after a moment or so. “ absolutely it is , i was comfy. “ seamus rolls his eyes slightly , pressing a little kiss against bowie’s forehead. once tristan puts them down , seamus lets teddy jump up onto the couch and get into the burrito alongside himself and bowie , both of them laid on his chest. he raises a brow as tristan speaks , looking at bowie. “ tris , we would very much like some chicken nuggets , ta. “
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“it still counts! i think y’just like findin’ excuses to get grumpy,” he mused, “specially ‘cause if i woke you up before i left you’d fuckin’ hex me.” more often than not he woke up and the sun was nowhere close to rising, somewhere between five and six am — it transcended being a morning person. “it’s definitely a crime,” tris chuckled, “i’d say we should talk t’our local law makers but we’re gonna move, so it’d be for nothin’.”
“ it doesn’t count if i can’t kiss yeh back ! “ he whines , giving him a quick shove on the shoulder. he has to laugh , thought , a grin on his lips as he nods. “ man , i absolutely would hex yeh if y’woke me up that early. “ he hums , biting his lip gently. he leans in again , pressing another kiss to tris’ lips before he can move away from him. “ we’ll have t’discuss it with the law makers of our next local area , then , won’t we ? “
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