not your beau

beau finnigan || 22 || musical monkey || senior || majoring in infused magic (with a minor in music).

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Beau: alright, check in.

Beau: Is everyone alright?

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#same

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jamesxxsirius:

“Come on, babe. Please. I am going to stay.” James still couldn’t tell whether Beau was addressing him or just mumbling random shit but either way, it was scaring him because he didn’t know what to do. Maybe he should’ve called someone to help him out but he didn’t know who. But when he pulled out more drugs, James took action as he couldn’t let him get more fucked up than he already was. He wasn’t going to let him OD in front of him. So he grabbed what Beau was holding and threw it aside and then actually reached in his pockets to make sure they were emptied. “No, fucking stop this. I’m not to let you take any more, you need to sober the fuck up.” He flicked his wand at the pills so they would vanish and Beau couldn’t even try to take any more.

When the pockets of powder and pills were ripped from his grasp, Beaus levels of distress went through the roof. It wasn’t about wanting to get fucked up for fun anymore, it was about reaching the point she would come home to him - his angel “NO! NO I NEED THEM!” he shouted in protest. Beaus voice was hoarse and broken, his pleas in desperation coming as he clawed his way over to the bags that James had thrown “I need them! You don’t get it!” They were gone. Where the fuck were they? He scattered his hands across the dirt in an attempt to find at least one “I need them to see her” he sighed giving up with tears freely flowing down his face “I need them to see her” Beau repeated faintly and crumbled to the debris covered ground in defeat.

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jamesxxsirius :

James could feel his heart breaking as he sat by Beau, as even though he didn’t know what he was seeing, he had an idea. He hadn’t even realised that he’d been crying until he wiped at his wet cheeks. “You have to let go, Beau. Please.” He gave his hand another squeeze and then pushed his mop of hair out of his face before healing a cut on his face he’d missed.

“No” he cried out in the first reply to James since he’d arrived. “Stay. You have to stay” the desperation was running strong through his words. He had to have her around, he couldn’t do all this without her. “What do you want? Do you want me to take more? ‘Cause I’ll fucking do it” he was frantic, manic and downright reckless in his attempts to convince her. Beau mustered up the energy to slap his hand into his pockets and pull out whatever small baggies he had of whatever substances he could find. “I’ll take every fucking bit if it means you stay.” In that statement, Beau had a point to prove. He opened up the plastic seal and started popping pills like they were skittles. 

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indie-thomas :

Indie had been walking visiting people at the hospital and heard a familiar voice not far off in the distance. She decided to go inspect the sounds just in case it was someone that was left behind and needed help, but when she found the source all she could do was sigh and feel her heart break for an old friend. “Oh Beau, look at you” she sighed and kneeled down next to him and stroking the hair away from his face “What have you done to yourself?” she asked hoping to pinpoint the amount of damage caused. “Look at you, you’re as mess” Indie knew her friend struggled with substance abuse -even more so after the loss of Lilah- but this was the first time she was really seeing it for what it was. He was barely recognisable. Thin, pale, incoherent. He was a shell of the person he used to be. 

He didn’t give a fuck. Everyone knew that about him. This just sealed the deal for him with what everyone’s expectations of him now were. He heard that soulful voice and turned his head in the direction “Indie?" he groaned as his head began to hurt with the drugs wearing off “Wha-” he began but was cut off with something Lilah was telling him. Beaus head lolled to the side, his limbs obviously no use to him in his current state. He grinned lazily and helplessly in love at the thin air with what he was convinced he was seeing. “If you stay, we can do everything...We can go everywhere” 

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ardan-cromwell :

ϟ BEAU // REALITY.

Ardan was feeling cooped up at the hospital so he decided to go someplace else that didn’t smell of antiseptics and pain. After walking aimlessly—his feet brought him back to where it all happened. He sighed, looking over at the rubble and at the other people who were salvaging and trying to patch things up. BUT that’s when he heard a faint mumbling (and moaning?) from a ditch to his right. Ardan’s head whipped towards the direction of the sound before his eyes landed on a heap. He took his wand out, walking quietly towards the heap with suspicion—until he recognized what OR who the heap was. “Merlin’s fuck—BEAU!”

He was laughing at a joke she whispered to him when he heard the interruption. His eyes squinted to make out the blur of the person in front of him “Bro? ‘Dat you? Shit” he laughed and turned his head back to look at nothing “You remember Ardan” In his incoherent state, Beau managed to light a cigarette and take two more of whatever the hell he found in his pocket. The two pills he popped wasn’t enough for her to stay visible and that distressed him. Over the years of his constant substance abuse, his body had always been building tolerance and now he was heading into territory that even Beau Finnigan of all people didn’t step into as long as he was doing now. 

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jamesxxsirius :

“Hey, hey, I’m here, I’m not leaving.” James couldn’t tell whether Beau was talking to him or was still in his hallucinating state but he took hold of his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, trying to coax him back into real life. He didn’t know what else to do other than sit here with him because he couldn’t leave him. Not like this. It was the first time he’d seen him this badly under the influence. “Are you with me, babe?”

She was fading, she couldn’t leave him, not again. He made an attempt to move towards her but he was to wrecked to succeed. If he didn’t look a disaster before, he definitely did now. He was trying to ignore the voice becoming stronger than Lilahs. If he ignored it, she would stay right? She’d stay with him and he wouldn’t have to go through all this shit again. He wouldn’t have to come down to the reality that she was gone and whatever he saw and heard wasn’t real. The more Beau did this to himself, the harder he found it to bounce back. “You can stay” he suggested, gathering all his energy left to pick his face up from the ground “You could stay and we could do what we planned to do” But the silent answer received only confirmed what he knew was happening “You can’t go. Stop!” he begged and pleaded, mumbling for her to stay. 

[jamesxxsirius]

beaufinnigan:

Beau Finnigan was a mess. Even he would admit that. But what he couldn’t admit was the possibility of letting go the only person he had ever loved. Lilah. Thanks to his inability to consider letting go, Beau discovered that if he took just enough drugs he would begin to hallucinate Lilah. He now lay in a heap hidden away on university grounds, bleeding out from his injuries from the obscurus attack; but none of that mattered because she was here with him. Her soft skin, her honey coloured brunette hair, her mesmerising smile…he could practically feel her touch and he didn’t plan on giving that up. Beau’s mumbling voice was the only thing that would make his presence known to anyone near but he was so far gone he didn’t even notice someone around.

“…Beau… Beau.” James didn’t even know why he was calling Beau’s name because it was obvious he was so out of it that he hadn’t even noticed James sitting there for the last five minutes trying his best to heal his injuries. It wasn’t a perfect job and he knew actual healers could do far better but right now he didn’t want to move Beau. “Come on Beau, wake the fuck up. It’s James. Please stop doing this to yourself.” His voice shook slightly as he spoke because he didn’t know how to wake Beau up from his drug-infused unconsciousness. 

[beaufinnigan-blog]

There was no way Beau was even aware James was around, not when his girl was standing there. His head rolled to the side while his body stayed slumped. He could feel his skin tightening at the wounds but he was none the wiser that James had taken it upon himself to help him. In between his mumbles of his and Lilah's conversation, Beau heard another voice break through. The face he made was of clear unamusement and downright offence that someone would talk over Lilah. The more the other males voice made itself known the less Beau could hear Lilah and when he lost her voice, the vision of her would soon fade after. "Don't go" he managed to form, his arm reaching out into thin air in the attempt to latch onto her "please"

[healyaesthetics]

*temperature drops 2 degrees*

Me:

[beaufinnigan-blog]

Beau Finnigan was a mess. Even he would admit that. But what he couldn’t admit was the possibility of letting go the only person he had ever loved. Lilah. Thanks to his inability to consider letting go, Beau discovered that if he took just enough drugs he would begin to hallucinate Lilah. He now lay in a heap hidden away on university grounds, bleeding out from his injuries from the obscurus attack; but none of that mattered because she was here with him. Her soft skin, her honey coloured brunette hair, her mesmerising smile...he could practically feel her touch and he didn’t plan on giving that up. Beau’s mumbling voice was the only thing that would make his presence known to anyone near but he was so far gone he didn’t even notice someone around.

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jamesxxsirius :

“I haven’t started anything, love. Have I?” James didn’t let his innocence slip, not one for second. He was planning on teasing and riling up Beau as much as he could until he snapped because honestly he fucking loved this game. “I won’t lose. You will because you can’t fucking resist me.” As Beau propped himself up, James put his hand on his arm and felt up and down it slowly, fingertips dancing along his warm skin.

“Your arse begs to differ” The little shit was acting innocent despite his actions only a few minutes ago and Beau was up for a challenge as much as the next guy. The back and forth games with James were always amusing enough “Talk shit Potter. As much as that pretty little self of yours can’t believe it. I’ll go back to sleep and resist you no problem, whatcha gonna do then?” Beau looked down at the others fingers trailing over the tattoo’s on this arms, while his own hand was tracing small circles on James’ hip.

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Masquerade Ball (Valentines)

Beau Finnigan not giving a fuck as usual

Beau’s wearing: Black skinny jeans (ripped), a half buttoned up black shirt, furry coat (animal cruelty free) & he forgot that he needed to wear a mask so he made his out of paper and a bit of elastic string. 

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jamesxxsirius:

Smiling innocently, he blinked up at Beau with doe eyes. “Why would I do anything about it? I love getting you riled up then leaving you. You’re fun to tease.” He bit down on his bottom lip to hide away his mischievous grin, his eyes travelling down Beau’s body before finally looking back up at his eyes. “Yes. You really do.”

“Finish what you started, fuck. You do that and I’m gonna fucking ruin you” he laughed again. “You wanna play that game? Fine, we’ll play that...but you’ll lose” he said with a smirk and sat up to lean on his elbow “I can’t help it that I feel the need to show off my bod”

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jamesxxsirius :

As Beau gripped his hand on James’ waist, he smirked and put his hand on top of Beau’s. “Would that be a problem, babe?” With a sly grin, James rolled over so he could face the other lad, and then continued to grin at him. “Of course I know that. Most male arses look better unclothed and yours happens to be one of them.”

When he was certain James was staying still, he turned his hand and started fidgeting with both sets of fingers and huffed a laugh “It is if you’re not going to do anything about it, you little shit” Feeling the bed shift, Beau opened his eyes to see the Gryffindor grinning “Awww thanks, so complimentary” he smirked “What can I say, I have a knack for nudity” 

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chantelevergreen :

“I was just looking out for you. You wouldn’t have as good a time if you did.”

“Love, I can assure you that I’d have a fucking grand time regardless who was there. But the pubs calling us. Ye comin’?”

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jamesxxsirius :

“There’s no point denying how cute I am, is there? Gonna fucking embrace it.” James ignored Beau’s warning and continued to move, thoroughly entertaining himself as he decided there was absolutely no problem here. He finally stilled as Beau’s arm went around him. “Can I argue here that I’m actually unlucky you’re wearing underwear? Although it does make your butt look cute.”

“You’re cute as shit kid, don’t you fucking forget it” he nodded and gave James’ chest a pat. Jesus christ, was he for real? His hand had slipped to grip on the others waist to keep him still. “Keep that shit up and you’ll have two snakes in this bed instead of one” he remarked “You can argue all you want about it and, fuck, I’ll probably agree with you. My arse looks cute all the time, even better unclothed and you know it.”

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jamesxxsirius:

“And I’m the cutest guy you’ve ever spooned, what’s your point?” A laugh left his lips and he took his hands away from his chest and put them back on the blanket instead. He wiggled back against Beau, still smiling innocently even though he wasn’t sure if the Irishman could see his face. “A petition to always be unclothed around you? I’ll be the first to put my name on that list as long as you remain unclothed as well.”

“Look at that confidence. Sexy” he laughed along with the Gryffindor. “Man, you gotta keep that arse of yours still or there’s gonna be another problem here” he huffed and draped an arm over James, closing his eyes again to avoid the light of day “Get your name on the list man, naked antics are calling. Fuck, I’m barely clothed as it is. You’re lucky I’m wearing underwear now.”