#thread;; finn

[xastcriiax]

Finn had not been expecting to wake up as the opposite sex this morning. How was he even supposed to react to this? Thankfully it was a weekend and he didn’t have to go to work. Even better news, this weird shit was apparently temporary according to the Commanders’ statement on the news. Good thing he bothered to check before he assumed something was wrong. Why couldn’t things in Pansaw stay relatively normal for once? The temporariness of his situation certainly helped soothe Finn’s anxiety, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in this form. 

After he’d finished a few things around the house and taking care of Max, the Meta slipped on a hoodie and teleported over to Knight Life around early afternoon. Drinking in an empty bar seemed a lot better than drinking at home alone. As he was pouring himself a vodka shot, he looked up towards whoever entered. He held up the shot glass with raised brows, crossing his free arm underneath his chest. “Don’t judge,” he said, “You try waking up in the body of the opposite sex with no warning and resist drinking to cope.” 

@storiesof-mnemosyne​ (Felicity) | @mysticscribe​ (Kelli) | @atlasdurham​ | @ionicmurray​ | @fallenxangelxjude​ | @hoperamirez​

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Oops? || Finn & Preston

Finn was in trouble––big trouble. He knew it as he sat there in the police station waiting for his husband to come pick him up. First, he’d defied Preston’s orders and went to a bar that his husband banned him from going to. It was in a bad part of town, and kind of had a sketchy vibe going on, but that wouldn’t stop Finn from going with a couple friends. It would just be one night, and Preston wouldn’t know he was there. 

Except that he’d found out anyway. After a couple drinks in, things started getting rowdy, and Finn and his pals found themselves in a bar fight. Thankfully, he’d only come out with a black eye, split lip, and a couple of minor scrapes and bruises that would heal quickly, but he couldn’t get out of being arrested with the rest of the group. Thankfully, charges weren’t being pressed and he was cleared to go...however, his ride home was Preston, and he was certain he was in for an earful. Finn swallowed thickly as he saw his husband storming over to him, eyes slightly wide as he knew from the look on his face that he was pissed. 

“Uh, hi there, Pressy?” He greeted him with a sheepish grin, hoping to cute his way out of this. “Oops?” 

@kinkkingfuckery

[xastcriiax]

Despite waking up as the opposite sex, Finn was not going to let that stop him from his vigilante duties. Even with weird shit happening in Pansaw, crime wasn’t stopping. And besides, punching some bad guys would serve as great stress relief. Dressed as Phantom and thanking god his uniform still fit pretty well, he hit the streets for some sweet justice. 

Tonight’s crime was nothing more than a mugging in an alleyway that Hope spotted. Not only had he changed sex, it seemed his teleporting abilities were acting up too. He couldn’t travel more than one mile at a time and it was fucking annoying. By the time he finally arrived at the scene of the crime, someone else was there – someone he hadn’t ever seen before. He seemed to be a new vigilante, judging by the hood and the face covering. Stunned, Finn watched as this stranger fought this guy off, only coming to his senses when he saw a knife come out behind the mugger’s back. “Hey, watch out!” he called, springing into action. His powers might have been dampened, but he was still quicker than the average human. Before the mugger could stab Jackson, Finn came in with a spin kick right into the man’s head, knocking him sideways and onto the ground. That would only keep him down for a minute or so, but it’d be plenty of time for an interrogation. 

He turned on Jackson, fixing the glowing blue stare from his visor on him. “Who the fuck are you?” 

@owenxjackson​

[xastcriiax]

Search Party || Finn & Hope

It had been almost exactly 48 hours since Kelli had gone missing. And from what Finn knew, the longer a person was missing, the more likely they’d turn up...well. He didn’t want to think about it. He knew that Kelli was strong and a fighter, but someone had the skill to overpower her enough for a kidnapping. He’d been thinking about it a lot in the back of his mind, too. It couldn’t have been a Meta, could it? Assuming Kelli’s disappearance was related to the other two cases, he had a vague suspicion perhaps some humans were behind this. Could it be that Pansaw might have...? No, he didn’t want to go there. He kind of liked living without being in a civil war. 

Perched on the edge of his living room couch, his thoughts were interrupted by ping. The teleporter jumped for his phone and read the message from Hope in seconds, eyes going wide. He arrived inside the base less than a moment later, seamlessly walking up behind Hope. Finn’s jaw set tight, subtle hints of worry painted over his features while he tried to remain calm and confident that everything would be fine. 

“What did you find?” he asked, jumping straight to business. Their friend was missing; surely Hope would forgive his demanding tone. 

@hoperamirez

[xastcriiax]

Once Finn had finished freaking out, he knew he needed to contact Hope. Boy, was she freaking out just as much as he was? Again, this was only temporary and at least they hadn’t swapped bodies with some strangers. It could have been a lot worse. He found her phone next to her bed and unlocked it, thanking god she had it set for fingerprint recognition. It felt so backwards texting himself like this. With shaking hands, he sent off a few quick texts to Hope. 

TEXT: Hope!?!?!?!

TEXT: You need to get here NOW

TEXT: I never learned how to fuckin drive! 

@hoperamirez​

[xastcriiax]

Finn had only been working as an assistant producer for a couple weeks, and already he felt the stress of working full time. It wasn’t like he hated the job, but he was still new and learning things, and his perfectionist nature seemed to kick in full force out of fear of making mistakes. He knew he’d get it all down eventually though. 

Thankfully, he had his “after work activities” for some stress relief. Nothing helped relax him more than punching out a criminal a few times before going home for a beer and a decent night’s rest. However, when he teleported himself directly into the Hero Squad’s base, he realized he wasn’t the first one to arrive since all the lights were on. Weird; he thought no one else was available tonight. “Hopey, are you in here?” he called out, wondering if it might have been their resident hacker and computer expert hanging around. He found the culprit in the lounge, and his eyes narrowed into a squint. “Uh, who the hell are you and how did you get in here?” he asked, tensing slightly. He didn’t like the idea of an intruder in their secret base like this. 

@atlasdurham​

[xastcriiax]

It wasn’t often that Finn would impulsively just grab drinks with someone he’d never met before. But he was a new, single man back in Pansaw now, so why not? Besides, Alessandro had seemed nice enough and Finn knew how to defend himself, so what was the worst that could possibly happen? The two of them had texted the other day and scheduled to meet up at a bar for some drinks on the weekend. Finn had suggested the Gay 90′s since it had a calmer atmosphere and was better for both booze and conversation without screaming over pulsing music. Once he was dressed and ready, he texted Alessandro that he was on his way, which would take him literally one second. He teleported over and grabbed a seat, arriving just before popular time on a Saturday evening. 

TEXT: hey, i’m here! i got us a table in the back corner when you come in. 

@andrcmedax​

[xastcriiax]

Even though he had a legitimate “real adult” job starting in the next week, Finn had volunteered himself to help out a few shifts at Knight Life with his fellow heroes. Honestly, he’d missed working at their little cover business in the few years he’d been away. He liked being able to spend time with his fellow heroes like this. 

It was still too early for the night life to begin, but there were at least a dozen people coming in for happy hour after work. He had just grabbed a rag to wipe down a section of the counter when a group of people walked in. Most of them were unfamiliar to Finn, but he managed to pick one face out of the crowd. He found himself staring for a moment longer than he realized, not sure if he could believe it himself. “Well, if it isn’t Isaac Newton,” he said, smirking at the researcher. He’d given them that little nickname back in C.A.R.M.A since they had been a scientist when he’d first spent some time in the cells before his “training”, and Finn so loved coming up with fun pet names for people. The last time he’d seen Isaac, the tables had amusedly turned with Finn forced into the Meta Squad and the researcher living in the cells. “I see they let you out of the cages again. What have you been up to?” 

@thehelminth​