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[dhanilyman]

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“Okay,” Dhani squeezed Finn’s hand and sat down trying not to breath as deeply, or noticeably, as he really wanted. For almost as long as he’d known Finn he worried about him. At first it was just because he was so sweet, and they’d both gotten singled out more than once over nothing. Because they both looked innocent, Finn with his boyish face and Dhani with his big doe eyes. But lately, more months than Dhani cared to admit or even realized, it was other things he’d noticed in his friend. How often Finn lost focus when they studied together, and even Jody asking Dhani to help Finn out in the first place. Why Finn wouldn’t just come to him to ask himself hurt a little bit, but it wasn’t surprising. Finn didn’t like imposing anything on anyone for any reason.

Finn brushing off Dhani’s insistence that they could talk about anything, they were best friends, Dhani would do whatever Finn needed of him... That half smile Finn gave Dhani insisting he was ‘fine’. None of that had sat right with Dhani for a long time. But you could only lead a horse to water...

“You can tell me anything, Finn...” Dhani nudged Finn’s arm a little with his own, keeping the space between them close.

[watfletcher]

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He had lost track of the days. Lost track of how many people he’d seen and how many outfits he’d worn. Mostly he’s just tired of being stuck in a location for so long that it almost felt like forever. Today was no better. He was dressed up in a poor Peter Pan costume - placed in one of the only place that he truly felt comfort in. Unable to look at the row of bookshelves, he had lowered himself down to the ground, eyes kept downcast. The healer that was stationed next to him was taking a short break and that also gave him a moment of peace. Letting out a shaky breath, he shifted uncomfortably in his outfit while rubbing his sweaty palms on his knees. Just when he thought he could stretch out his break, he could feel the presence of someone approaching. Lowering himself even more, he swallowed quickly and turned his head to the side. “I- Please, I just need five more minutes.”

“Oh, for what?” 

It wasn’t curious, it was dismissive. Wat flexed his hand, resisting the urge to grab the slave up by the hair. No, not this one. He recognized the boy, though he’d not met him. One of Dhani’s friends. He had spotted them walking together through the quad, recognizing the excitement in Dhani’s face talking to someone he cared about over something he cared about. He’d never hear the end of it from the boy if he decided to play rough and was tattled on. 

Wat crouched down, as it was unlikely Finn was going to stand up, or even straighten up and be a good little slave... It was late in the week and depending on what station one was in, they were starting to break down. Wat had to admit he’d been plenty rough this week. But not exceedingly so.

“What’s your name? And what will you be for me if I give you five more minutes?” Wat asked, the edge of annoyance not entirely gone from his voice. But it was a challenge.

“Pay attention to me when I’m speaking to you, slave.” A little more edge creeping in. “Eyes up.”

[jodylinnel]

don’t worry | finn + jody

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[text] Nothing we can’t turn around. Don’t worry too much. :)

[text] See you soon.

Jody rubbed at his face. Not sleeping well was starting to take it’s toll. He was considering sleeping pills, but that was a very slippery slope. He’d have to consult with Qhuinn and Quinten before he did anything. Even over the counter. But he didn’t want it affecting his work.

Finn’s grades were slipping lately and Jody was usually worried over the boy anyhow. Finn’s reluctance to talk about the pills Jody had seen him take, his reluctance to open up in general, Jody couldn’t blame but he couldn’t help but worry.

[southernxwolf]

Catching Up | Q&F

[text] You and me.

[text] Movie night.

[text] Not taking no as an answer!

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[masterlucasdrake]

Texts:  Lucas || Finn

Lucas: I'm curious about something.

[daisyxlynch]

A Daisy on His Bed || Daisy&Finn

Oh gosh...seriously? Daisy blinked in disbelief as the guards went up and down the hallway, telling everyone to get their things together. New room assignments, again. And she had just started to feel settled and finally made room for her dresses and rompers and shoes in the closet. Well, there was a silver lining at least. She knew that Doctor Quinten was claiming Dhani soon, but maybe they would get lucky enough to be roommates until then. 

Or..maybe not. Her things crammed as carefully as possible into her bags, Daisy sighed a bit as she was given her room and told, by the snarky guard, that her ‘pretty little boyfriend’ was elsewhere. She glared at the man but knew better than to talk back, instead turning on her heel and finding her new room. As she was the first there, she started unpacking right away, sitting on a bed and folding her bras, panties, and nighties.

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[svenxryder]

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“Finn! Hurry up, we’re going cliff diving before you have to be back in the cells.” Sven threw a towel at her friend, drumming her fingers against her thigh. “If you don’t get your ass moving, I’m going to carry you there, and that won’t be nice for either of us.” She had a perfect grin on her face, “Come on. Let’s go.”  

[professorxwolf]

Female Problems II Ciaran&Finn

Well...didn’t this just about figure. Ciaran had actually felt like he looked pretty well put together that night, with a very Irish looking vest and tie combo, and the musical note mask that he really rather liked. If he was going to force himself to be social, may as well look good doing it. He had made his way into the ballroom and scanned the crowd, then reached for his usual Guinness when he inevitably ended up by the bar. And that was when the normal ended. And yeah..those were boobs. 

After ditching the ale and ducked into the bathroom to...assess things...he finally emerged some time later with the intent of making a run for it and hiding away in his cabin until this thing ran it’s course. But a figure caught his attention, making thin, elegant brows furrow. Finn, looking delicious in his suit, but dancing like someone who had had one too fucking many. Not like the man at all. Sighing, he ran his fingers through long black hair, and approached the man. “Love..ya doin’ alright?” CIaran asked, cursing at the feminine tone that came out of his mouth.

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