The Damned

Finley Monroe Better known as Finn he is a 22 year old Junior majoring in the classics. Finn's secret is that he has a genetic heart condition that means he could die at any moment.

[finley-monroe]

hunter-on-locke:

Hunter laughed a little and shrugged, rolling her eyes a little bit in a playful manner. “I mean, you are completely and totally right, so I really can’t complain.” She said, sipping from her drink and looking over at the other. “So what kind of drink would you like?” She asked, waving over the bartender so he could order a drink on her tab. She was glad she had run into someone to drink with, and she was glad it was Finn. He seemed to her very wise for his age, and she really respected that; she didn’t know exactly why, but he just seemed so intelligent in the way he carried himself.

Finn grinned as Hunter accepted his good news knowing that many might have tried and argued his logic. “I would order a beer, but as it’s a free drink I think I’ll have the fruitiest and brightest cocktail the bar does.” He answered, his usually cheeky smile fixed firmly in place. “So why do you need cheering up good news? Something got you down?” Finn asked casually, his expression slightly more serious. If Hunter didn’t want to talk that was fine with him, but he just wanted to make it clear that he was happy to listen if she did. 

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hunter-on-locke:

Unfortunately, Hunter never had the father figure, or at least a steady one. She had several foster fathers, and sometimes wished to meet her own father, but never had high hopes if she were ever able to find out who exactly he was. Her mother was nothing special, and didn’t think she would’ve found anyone that was an amazing father figure, probably just another addict. Nonetheless, she continued to gaze at the sky biting her lower lip. “Yeah, I think it would definitely be easier to find them if we weren’t in the middle of the city.” She murmured, and shrugged, returning the grin in his direction. “It was a great first year, from what I can remember.” She said, then sipped ther bottle of vodka, looking over at him with an even wider grin. “But then again, I don’t remember waking up next to you in my bed last year.” 

Finn knew he was lucky to have great parents, but sometimes he wished they weren’t so brilliant. The loss of his father certainly wouldn’t have been so hard if he hadn’t been such a great man. Pretty much everyone in their small community came to the funeral. Still, he wouldn’t have changed anything for the world. “That was one of the strangest things when I first moved here. I come from a tiny town where you could stand in the middle of it and the stars would still be bright.” Finn said, taking a long drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out. “That’s true. I think anyone's year would be greatly improved from waking up next to me. We can easily rectify that, though.” 

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fckinkallin:

“Almost all of it.” Kallin offered truthfully as the two left the room. She led the way out of the building and to the baseball field. Making sure there was no practice or anyone there, she made her way over to the dugout and sat down on the bench. She pulled out her bowl and lighter and waited for Finn to sit down beside her. 

“So there’s no point in trying to lie about it then,” Finn replied, walking alongside Kallin towards the baseball field. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever smoked here,” Finn said nonchalantly as he looked around the dugout. “I didn’t think there was a smoking spot I hadn’t smoked in.” He took a seat next to Kallin, not sure yet if he was going to tell her more about the phone conversation, but knowing it would be easier to talk once he was at least a little bit high. 

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kxiitos: 

kaito set his jaw, forcing himself to listen silently. ❝i’m not hiding anything. i just don’t let people in my room. is it that big of a deal ??❞ he asked, raising his brows at finn. ❝i mean, you already made yourself at home and went through my things so surely you would have found something. i also have no idea how long you were in here for but let’s not have this happen again, okay. you’re into dares ??❞ the blonde scoffed,  ❝good for you. now go find another place to play before you regret it.❞ there probably wasn’t anything he hated more than being at the center of someone’s pranks or dares or whatever it may be. it was just unnecessary stress he didn’t want or need. in a matter of moments he had calmed down but he was still clearly agitated. when the other male didn’t leave he made his instructions more clear the second time. ❝get out.❞

“Are you always this uptight or is it just my presence? Because if you’re always this agitated you need to find an outlet. Personally, I like to smoke weed or have sex or both. That’s just me.” Finn was sure many people would find the blonde intimidating but Finn was only finding the others reaction amusing. He did also kind of feel a little, actually quite a bit, guilty. If he had known the guy was this uptight over his room then Finn wouldn’t have done the dare. Well, he would have done the dare - just not the rest of the stuff. He’d honestly thought his friends were exaggerating about how secretive this guy was over his room. Finn held up his hands, in what he hoped was a sign of peace. “Okay, I’ll admit. I might have gone too far. Let me try to make it up to you.” 

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harrisonxellington:

“So you bottle it. I…I do that a lot, and I can tell you it doesn’t really work out too well. Hiding yourself only makes you sadder.”

“I don't know if I bottle it,” Finn replied with a small frown, never thinking of it like that before. Although, it probably did have some truth to it. “I am myself, I just also like to keep parts of myself to myself.” 

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professorselma-arcadia:

“Well they do say ignorance is bliss. So might be wise to not go poking around to find out. Wow, I’ve never seen the fascination of being a home wrecker but I’ve seen some students around here do the same thing. I don’t understand what the joy in it is.” He said with a shrug before laughing “I promise not to go spreading the word. Would hate to ruin that rep of yours.”

“I completely agree with you. Even just thinking of myself I can’t see the appeal. So much drama. I’ve slept with people before not knowing they were in a relationship and so far no one had been worth the fuck. Perhaps it’s a sign that I should be more picky,” Finn added with a small chuckle. “I appreciate it. If people have low expectation means I can exceed them easily.”

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ohmilc:

he’d forgotten to lock the door before he left for class—and milo, oh poor disheveled milo. found himself tripping over his shoes storming back to his hall in a feverish panic, apologetically pushing past a plethora of familiar and strange students. the blonde posted himself at his door as he made his way through, attempting to catch his breath before opening the closed door. his eyes scanning over maxxie’s belongings first before turning towards his own, frightening himself at the sight of finley propped on top of his bed. “really, fin?” milo mused with stark blue. placing his palm over his beating heart. 

“What you doin’ in my room?” Finn asked his blonde friend. Not that it was unusual for people to randomly come by his room. Finn has an open door policy with all his friends. “Oh, wait. This isn’t my room.” He realised, giggling as he looked around. “That explains the peanut butter. You should get smooth next time.” Finn said, continuing to eat regardless. “How comes your mattress is better than mine? I thought my tooshy felt more comfortable than usual. Don’t be surprised if you wake up with me in your bed.” 

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Flynn: did you really tho?

Flynn: like, did you blow him knowing it was for skittles or were they just an added bonus?

Flynn: bc that'd be pretty funny if he just kept offering them to you in hopes of receiving another bj lmao

Finn: I didn't blow him for the skittles.

Finn: I was just bored and he was cute enough.

Finn: Although, I might have still done it for skittles.

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Finn was high, which wasn’t much of a surprise. It probably hadn’t been a good idea to eat pot brownies when he had gotten the munchies from smoking pot. Finn had managed to get back to his dorm room, or so he thought, in search of more food. Sat on ‘his’ bed Finn was working his way through a pot of peanut butter he had found in the small fridge using his finger to scoop it out. “I could have sworn I bought smooth peanut butter.” He mused to himself, frowning slightly in confusion.

@ohmilc

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keeganmccall:

Keegan laughed a bit at the boy’s joke, enjoying his sense of humor even if he was keeping why he was upset away from her with it. “Aren’t there better ways to let off steam besides destroying property? Like a heavy bag for instance.” 

“There wasn’t really a heavy bag to hand. Usually, I get high, or drunk, or both when I want to let off steam,” Finn continued casually. “But I suppose sometimes you just need to get angry and kick the shit of things.” 

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oliverprc:

Oliver just nodded in response. He wasn’t going to force the other to talk if he didn’t want to, never finding that forcing someone to open up was a good idea. He chuckled, “I can supply the drinks if you supply the high.” He bargained before leaded the way towards the dorms. “Yeah, well I’m just glad you were able to take that anger out on inanimate objects instead of my face. Although bruises are a great conversation starter.” He said, trying to make light of the situation. “Come on, Hulk,” he grabbed onto Finn’s hand to speed up their travel, his pace quick as he headed up towards where he remembered Finn’s room was. “Grab the weed and we can go back to my apartment. Rory’s out so we don’t have to worry about being interrupted.” He pointed out, “Plus I think they are doing room checks and I don’t think you want your room smelling like weed… more than it already does,” He teased.

Finn was grateful that Oliver didn’t push him to talk. It wasn’t often that Finn wanted to talk about such things. He kept most things like that private, letting himself came across like he didn’t have a care in the world. Right now Finn especially didn’t want to talk. He needed a distraction, he didn’t want to think about it. Especially as he couldn’t do much about it sitting in a completely different state from his family. “That sounds like too good a deal to pass up!” Finn replied, half smiling. “Oh, don’t worry. I could never wreck a beautiful face. However angry I was.” He joked, teasingly letting Oliver pull him up and along the corridors. “Oh, I got a stash of air freshners that smell like weed from the internet. If they ever enquire about the smell I tell them it’s them. So far it’s worked, they just thing it’s a stupid colledge student thing. But we got high in my room last time so it’s only far we get high at yours this time.” 

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harrisonxellington:

Harrison looked to the floor as the two strangers sat side to side. “Might be how you like it,but…i-is it you? Just a label?”

“I wouldn’t say it was just a label. I mean, that is who I am. But it’s also the only side of me I like people to see,” Finn replied honestly. 

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fckinkallin:

“Alright then, Incredible Hulk. Except, I don’t think a lack of skittles is a reason for the phone call I’ve overheard. I won’t pry though, but I will listen if you want to talk about it. Listen, I have a bowl packed that I was going to go smoke in the baseball dugout. You wanna come and de-stress?” Kallin offered. 

“Oh, I really love skittles.” Finn continued, knowing it his attempt was futile. Especially if she heard the phone call. “How much of the conversation did you hear?” He enquired. Perhaps the fact that she was a stranger made her the perfect person to talk too. “Now you’re speaking my language. Lead the way!” 

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hunter-on-locke:

It was a slow night at the local bar near campus, and Hunter was leaning against the bar, propped up in her barstool, sipping from a rum and coke; thoughts accumulating through her mind. She wasn’t having the best of days, and she honestly just needed a drink. Even though there weren’t many people in the bar, there was someone a few stools away from her, sitting at the bar. “Hey, I’ll buy you a drink if you tell me something good. I need some good news right now.” She said, biting her lower lip and glancing at the other.

Finn has been on his way back to his dorm when he decided to randomly stop by at a bar. He planned on latching onto a group and just having a fun night. Unfortunately, it was rather empty but Finn decided to have a couple of drinks anyway and took a seat at the bar. Hearing someone speak he turned around, only to recognise the brunette sat a few stools away from him. “I’m about to be bought a free drink and that is good news.” He replied with a cheeky grin. “That creates a kind of paradox, but it still counts as good news.” 

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Flynn: i have an idea

Flynn: we should trade secrets

Flynn: you first

Finn: I gave the vending machine guy a blow job once

Finn: Now he gives me free skittles every time he comes to refill the machine

Finn: So essentially I whored myself out for skittles

Finn: And I'd do it again. I love skittles.

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professorselma-arcadia:

“Ouch, better be finding out, i’d hate to be in your situation if it is that is the same Vincent. I’m sure that’s what all cheaters say. I mean if some guy walked up and was like ‘yo i’m in a committed relationship and want to cheat on my significant other, you in?’ How likely would that work?” He pointed out before chuckling “I appreciate that.”

“I think I’m better off not knowing. Innocent is bliss and all that. If I don’t know then I’m just an innocent, naive party. If I found out I could get caught up in all the drama. And you’d hope that pick up line wouldn’t work, but I could think of a few people who wouldn’t care. Some of those would even get off on it. I got a friend from back home who only dates people in relationships.” He said, shaking his head. “Just don’t let word spread that I’m a decent guy, might ruin my rep.” Finn joked. 

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silasradcliff:

“If I ever feel like experimenting i’ll remember that, but I wouldn’t go holding your breath.”

“It’s just nice to be if I was gonna list, but hey, I can still appreciate without expecting anything more, right?”