talk is cheap

darling it's sin, where do i begin?

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liamjeppsen:

Today wasn’t to the norm of Liam’s usual work routine. Chaos, dogs barking, his boss confused because the front desk people can’t find the right files, medicines of all kind mixed up. Patients and owners were waiting too long. Another guy had quit on them. Then on top of all that, the dog that Liam was about to pull in to check on was riled up and their owner lost grip of the leash. The dog ran out and the owner had rushed after the beagle. His boss came out and shoved at Liam’s shoulder. “Go help them, don’t just stand there” In which Liam bolted right after. He ended up splitting in a different direction until he heard the barking. The dog was under a construction tractor and wasn’t moving. “Bruno, come on, you gotta come with me.” The dog looked nervous and wasn’t going to move. With a heavy sigh Liam scratched his eyebrow. “Please Bruno..” 

Finn watched the dog and the man chasing after with mild amusement, a cigarette between their teeth. They watched him get on the ground and try and coax the dog out, raising an eyebrow and keeping their distance but still paying attention—it was more interesting than anything else Finn had seen that day, so might as well enjoy it, right? But after watching the man struggling for a little longer, Finn decided to take pity on him, walking up and crouching next to him. They put their lips together and whistled with a birdlike sound, trilling between their lips before the dog lazily started to trudge out from under the tractor. “Always worked on my dogs,” they said by way of explanation, tonguing the ring in their lip lightly. “Don’t know what it is.”

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@noelblackwell

“Get me another,” Finn said to the bartender, holding up a couple of bills between their index finger and middle finger before setting them down on the bar. They knocked back the rest of their shot, wincing as they did so—they hated the burning feeling that always made its way up from the back of their throat through their sinuses to make their eyes water. They weren’t a pussy however—they weren’t going to let anyone see how much the alcohol burned their throat. They just knew that after the things they saw all day, they needed to be drunk. “And get a round for my friend down there at the end of the bar, too.”

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evadelvecchio:

“Buddy, come on—I won’t tell you again.” The brunette deadpanned; the words falling from her lips as she pushed herself off him yet again, He was drunk, clearly, and now Eva was getting slightly irritated. “Just let go. You’re drunk; you need to just go home. Ask one of your friends to get you a cab and leave me alone.” 

Finn slid a twenty across the table to the guy, fixing him with an icy glare. “Take it and scram,” they said, flicking their eyes towards the door. Finn didn’t talk much but came to this bar often—always looking imposing with their tattoos and their alien-esque appearance. The guy was obviously stunned, and Finn slammed their hand against the table. “Now.”

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Finn had a bit of contempt for cops, if only because they thought that they could do the detectives’ job better than they could. Still, they knew that they would have to be on the police’s good side if they wanted to get anything done, which meant that getting a pat down—like they were then—probably wasn’t best for their image with the police. Shit, Finn, you’ve only been here for six weeks and you’re already pissing off the locals. Real smooth. “Any chance I can talk my way out of this one?”

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Finn leaned against the front desk at the hotel, a picture pulled up on their phone that they showed to the man sitting on the other side. “You seen this guy walk through? Probably had some scantily clad woman along with him?” Finn tongued the ring in their lip lightly, waiting impatiently for the response—they had very little patience most days, and when it came to cases, they had no patience at all. Even when it came to cases menial as this one—cheating cases were always boring—Finn liked to get the job done right.

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stcviescott:

With the holidays approaching, Stevie knew two things: the influx of people meant she could get some extra money and the gift-giving meant she needed to get some extra money. Between private tutoring and her job at the public schools, she finally decided to rent out the studio in the basement for anyone who wanted to make some music. Reason why, on her day off, she found herself trying to hang a banner on her tranquil Brighton porch by herself, because she was just too stubborn to ask for help on such a mundane task. It lasted until the tenth attempt. ”Come on,” she huffed, “it shouldn’t be this hard.”

Finn looked up at the struggling woman, their eyebrow raising in mild interest. They made no effort to actually try and help her, instead just watching with a sort of disinterested expression on their features, popping their gum in their mouth and inclining their head as they continued to stare. They slipped their hands in their pockets, wondering if she would ask for help or if she would just get angry at Finn for not taking the initiative—in their experience, it would be one of those options, but they’re also prepared to be surprised (which sounds like an oxymoron, but in Finn’s head it makes sense). 

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FULL NAME — finn lemaire

AGE & BIRTHDAY — 28, March 18

GENDER & PRONOUNS — Agender, they/them

HOMETOWN — Camden, New Jersey

LOCATION OF RESIDENCY — Downtown

OCCUPATION — Private investigator

SEXUALITY — Fluid

LENGTH OF TIME IN STERLING — 6 weeks

PLAYED BY - spike, 19, cst, she/her

Not many know about Finn’s past. It’s not something they talk about, and it’s not something they are interested in. They think that the past should just remain there, instead of coming back over and over and getting rehashed until it was like beating a dead horse. Everyone had a sob story–and they didn’t think that their’s was any different. No, they were just another kid from a broken home who had grown up tough. Big whoop. They grew up in the shit hole known as Camden, New Jersey, (without picking up an accent, thankfully) with their mom and older brother. Their family unit was loosely held together at best–their brother was too busy with all his dope fiend friends, and their mother was working at least three jobs at all times to try and stay afloat. This made Riley independent–this made Finn strong. But they doesn’t think of it that way: they just figure that it happened, and it’s over. There’s no point in dwelling over facts that you can’t change, no matter how much you might want to do so. Finn, in figuring out their gender identity, never thought anything strange of it. They weren’t into stereotypical “girly” things, nor were they looking to be one of the boys. At a very young age, Finn rejected the gender binary outright, despite being unaware of it at the time–an astute child, they had the capacity to understand their gender identity without having to put a label on it. However, the first time they decided to take a set of clippers to their hair, the first time they wrapped gauze tightly around their chest to flatten what was already almost nonexistent…that was the moment their family decided to take notice. They were forced back into those binarist roles, forced to grow their hair back, forced to be something they weren’t. It came to be too much. At the age of eighteen, when they finally had enough of the hell that their home had become, they ran away. They left, moved far away, hitched a ride with some friends and went to New York City.

There, they became a private investigator. They started to learn things and found out that investigation was what they really were passionate about. People started hiring Finn for bigger and bigger cases, and their latest case has brought them to Sterling. They aren’t saying much about it, but their paycheck is going to be big and they know they’re going to find what they need here.

Finn is strong-willed and always get their way. They have a sharp wit, but they rarely use it. Because they’re so quiet and don’t really like to assert themself in a situation unless it’s necessary, people tend to think Finn is stupid, when it’s quite the opposite. Finn is smarter than people give them credit for, but that’s how they like it—they like to surprise people.

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INTRO!!

>>this is finn, 28, private investigator. they/them pronouns!! >>they’re chasing down some leads in sterling so they’ve only been here for 6 weeks holy moly >>they kind of throw everything they have into their work so they are really just gung ho about solving things  >>kind of unapproachable, pretty difficult to be around, but once someone muscles through all that they are only kind of difficult to be around >>but seriously loyal as heck it just takes a lot to earn that loyalty >>let me know if you would like to plot!! i’ll be here all night and you can also reach me @beckxspencer !!

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The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (2011)