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Seamus Finnigan ([info]openbottle) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-14 08:53:00

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Entry tags:character: bryn cadwallader, character: dean thomas, character: dennis creevey, character: ernie macmillan, character: seamus finnigan, character: susan bones

Come cuddle
Who: Open to Hannah, Susan, Bryn, Dennis, Justin, Neville, Luna, Ernie, Ben, Megan & Dean - And also to anyone who may have followed them up from Battlescars / the pub.
What: Cuddles, cheering up. ETA: Or, as it turns out, angst.
Where: The Roost
When: After lunch Sunday - potentially Monday morning if people stay over
Rating: SFW (Seamus says no sex or nudity in his pub! Language is fine, I'll update the rating if we need it.)

Seamus hadn't bothered to get Dominic to alter The Roost for his impromptu cuddle party so the room was in more or less its natural stage. Wide open, taking up the whole of the second floor, with white walls and big windows along both sides it was pleasant if not particularly exciting. Before Battlescars, Seamus dragged not only his pillows and duvet down from his flat but also all the spare cushions from his couch. He'd used cleaning and freshening charms on all of it and then, in a fit of whimsy, charmed it all yellow in honour of Hufflepuff.

It wasn't quite 'the Hufflepuff common room' that he'd originally suggested to Dean in order to cheer up Susan, but he suspected it would do. It was the people more than the furniture that made a cuddle party what it was. The snacks he'd promised were already stowed in one corner - bags of marshmallows and popcorn, a stack of chocolate frogs and a thermos of hot chocolate. He suspected people would be adding to his supplies as they arrived.



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[info]openbottle
2014-09-14 08:07 am UTC (link)
Battlescars hadn't been easy for Seamus. Not for the first time, he'd been considering whether he should open up about the nightmares that still occasionally troubled him - not the details, those would just make Dean feel bad and Seamus didn't want that. The fact that something in his subconscious insisted on reliving something that hadn't happened seemed so ridiculous that he kind of wanted opinions on it, and how to make it stop. He had no reason to worry that anything bad was going to happen to Dean so why - But he hadn't been able to think of a way he could talk about it that wouldn't make it immediately obvious what thing from his past had him so worried, even when it hadn't ever come to pass, so he'd let other people talk instead.

He let his friends find their own tables for lunch, choosing himself just to grab a sandwich and some crisps at the bar before heading up to The Roost. Everything was ready, and all he needed now was someone to start the cuddling with.

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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-09-14 09:55 am UTC (link)
The Battlescars meeting that day had seemed a bit distracted - possibly because everyone had apparently had bad weeks, but also possibly because a large portion of the attendees where going to be coming up to the roost for a cuddle orgy later. Either way, Dennis had spent much of the meeting watching the other members curiously. His eyes had finally rested on Seamus, who looked gloomier than normal. Frowning, Dennis had tried to catch the other man's eye, to no avail. Patiently, he waited for the meeting to end, so he could talk to his friend.

He lost Seamus in the post meeting crush, but saw him again as he grabbed a sandwich and headed upstairs. Dennis smiled to himself and likewise bought some lunch, then walked up to the Roost himself. When he entered, he saw Seamus sitting quietly, and felt himself grin. "Princess," he cried exuberantly, sprinting over to the older man and draping himself on top of him. "Hi, I've missed you," he said happily, wrapping his arms tightly around Seamus and nuzzling his neck for good measure.

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[info]openbottle
2014-09-14 10:11 am UTC (link)
Seamus laughed when, almost immediately, he found himself with an armful of Dennis. The kid never seemed to learn that he was tall now. Far too tall for sprawling across Seamus's smaller frame. Not that Seamus minded - especially when Dennis started nuzzling against him like the little lion cub he was. Seamus wrapped his arms around Dennis and leaned back against the couch cushions until he was practically horizontal, with Dennis pinning him to the (cushioned) floor - as promised.

"It's not as if I'm hard to find, cub," Seamus objected. "I literally live here." He scratched the back of Dennis's neck while he rearranged them so Dennis wasn't squashing him quite so much. "How are you?"

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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-09-14 11:31 am UTC (link)
Dennis felt Seamus laugh as he was crushed to the cushions of the sofa. He blushed for a moment as he realised he'd forgotten that he was a good six inches than Seamus know. For most of his school life, the other man had towered over him, and it was a hard thing to forget.

"You are hard to find when you're busy," Dennis replied in mock petulance, allowing himself to be manoeuvred into a more comfortable position. "Even if you do live here." He was about to go further when Seamus began scratching Dennis' neck and he went cross-eyed with bliss. "Nnnnnnrgh," me moaned approvingly before resting his head against the other man's shoulder. "I'm pretty shit actually," he admitted honestly. "I uh, saw Paden and Tom at a café and then went home and cried. Luckily Rolf came and saw me and cheered me up, but you know." He snuffled at Dean's neck for a moment, taking in the warm, comforting scent. "How are you anyway?"

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[info]openbottle
2014-09-14 12:10 pm UTC (link)
Smiling, Seamus let his free hand settle on his own chest, the other still playing with Dennis's hair. For all Dennis joked, lying with him like this actually made Seamus feel safe and... not protected, exactly, but loved. Giving a wave to Dean as he passed and then watching him settle in beside Susan, Seamus was only too aware he was lucky to have such friends as these.

"Oh, Den," he breathed, tucking Dennis's head closer against his shoulder. He kind of hated Paden for still being with Tom when he hadn't been willing or able to stay with Dennis - Dennis who was ten times the man Tom was and deserved to be loved and protected, not hurt. "I know." He didn't. His longest relationship had been three months and it had been a mix of wounded pride and dashed hopes, not actual heartache. "You can always come here. My flat is a sanctuary for waifs and strays of all kinds."

He shrugged slightly at the question. "Fine. Ish. Doesn't seem like any of my friends are having the best week - which is what this is all in aid of, I suppose." He didn't mention his own nightmare. That had mostly been sorted when Dean came over to spend the evening with him.

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(no subject) - [info]dennisthebrave, 2014-09-14 03:18 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-14 04:06 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]dennisthebrave, 2014-09-14 04:38 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-14 05:13 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]dennisthebrave, 2014-09-15 10:09 am UTC
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(no subject) - [info]dennisthebrave, 2014-09-15 01:12 pm UTC

[info]susanamybones
2014-09-14 09:44 am UTC (link)
Battlescars had been harder than usual that day. Susan had spent half the meeting thinking morosely of Sofiya Chernoknizhnik - a fellow Auror - and the way that she'd died, then she'd spent the other half of the meeting feeling incredibly guilty for not paying attention. In the end she hadn't said much, but promised herself that she would be more pro-active during the next session. Luckily she had the cuddle session in the Roost to look forward to.

She watched Seamus forgo lunch, and decided to just get a small bite to eat herself, reasoning that she could catch Seamus before someone else latched onto him. With that in mind, she walked quickly up the stairs, only to find Seamus in the midst of some intense cuddling with Dennis. Smiling to herself, she called out a greeting and wandered over to one of the sofas and took out a book to wait for someone else to come up.

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[info]artistdean
2014-09-14 11:41 am UTC (link)
Dean had had something of a hard time concentrating in Battlescars. He was incredibly tired. He'd ended up working right through the night, not due to insomnia for once but because he'd been inspired. He'd only made it to Battlescars because he had a perpetual alarm set for it both at home and in the studio.

He'd half forgotten about the cuddle party afterwards, but when he saw everyone heading upstairs he automatically followed and gave a sudden 'ohh' of remembrance when he saw all the cushions. He quickly headed back down the stairs and took a detour to the toilets before heading back up.

He was about to head over to hug Seamus, who he'd been just aware enough to realise had seemed distracted during the meeting. But then Dennis basically jumped on top of him and he searched around for someone else to sit by. He spotted Susan sitting on one of the sofa cushions with a book, and wandered over and sat next to her. "Hey, you," he said, stifling a bit of a yawn.

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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-14 11:59 am UTC (link)
Susan looked up from her book and saw Dean standing there yawning. "Hey Handsome," she said with a bright smile. "You look utterly exhausted. Up all night painting or talking to Ophelia," he hedged with a wink. "Sit down," she added, making room for him and opening her arms.

"Jokes aside, why are you so tired?" She peered at him closely, wondering if he'd had another nightmare. He looked like someone in need of a Draught of the Living Dead potion.

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[info]artistdean
2014-09-14 03:09 pm UTC (link)
Dean rolled his eyes at her question and settled himself next to her, wrapping himself up in her arms, and winding his arms around her in return.

"Painting. I chatted with Ophelia for a bit and she headed home, I got inspiration and stubbornness and ended up pulling an all-nighter," he said, yawning again. "I'd actually forgotten about this until everyone started heading upstairs." He brought a hand to scratch lazily at his face. "I was so zoned out this morning. I swear I only made it because of my alarm. My brain is not all there." He paused, almost long enough for her to comment. "And no need to say it's not all there anyway. I'm aware." He smiled slightly sleepily.

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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-14 03:49 pm UTC (link)
Susan scrunched up her nose and rolled her eyes affectionately back at him, before sending him a smirk paired with significant eye contact about the cuddle session going on between Dennis and Seamus. Then she remembered that Dean didn't do significant eye contact and sighed. "They look cosy," she said with a snort, pointing at the boys with her chin.

"Oh, did you paint anything interesting," she asked, her curiosity piqued. "I'm sorry you're so tired though," she added, giving him a squeeze. "You should definitely sleep soon."

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[info]nowinaminute
2014-09-14 11:27 am UTC (link)
Between work, open mic night with Ben, Ben's birthday celebrations and now an invitation to cuddle, Bryn had found himself with a busy weekend. Luckily, he liked keeping busy, so he had also found time to whip up a few treats to bring. First was a carefully labelled jug of indulgently creamy hot chocolate, this one spiked with frangelico to create a hazelnut and chocolate drink that usually went down a treat. Then, his favourite comfort food. In case anyone hadn't eaten, there was a platter of cheese toasties which had been charmed to stay hot and not go soggy, which was a fiddly blending of spells, if he did say so himself.

He saw that a few other people had arrived in the Roost already but delayed saying hello until he could offload his contributions onto the table. After all, if was hard to say hello at a party like this when you didn't have both arms free for a hug.

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[info]herbologist_nev
2014-09-15 05:14 pm UTC (link)
Neville was already at the table, unloading his own armful of cookies and Butterbeers. "Hey." He said softly. Somehow, to him, it felt like cuddle parties were meant to be quiet. He had no idea where he got the idea from, but it's how it felt.

He still had a few hours free before he'd go see his parents and sincerely hoped to be late for tea this time.

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[info]nowinaminute
2014-09-16 01:48 pm UTC (link)
"Hey." Bryn set the platter down first, turning it around to display the toasted sandwiches the best way. It wasn't as fancy as any of the cake displays at Sweet Nothings, his other job, but it would do. Actually, should he have brought some cake? Hmm. No. When in doubt, Bryn tended to make sandwiches.

He put down the jug. "You need a hand with anything?" he checked.

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[info]herbologist_nev
2014-09-16 02:35 pm UTC (link)
"I'm fine, thanks." He said softly with a smile. He settled the plate and the pack of Butterbeers on the table and smiled. "Hi, I'm Neville."

He extended his hand for the other man to shake, smiling. They had crossed paths often at Finnigan's and Sweet Nothings but had never really talked much.

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[info]nowinaminute
2014-09-17 07:59 pm UTC (link)
"Bryn." He gave a crooked smile and shook Neville's hand. "I've seen you around. Uh, Hit Wizard? Auror? I can never remember."

As was usual, Bryn couldn't resist the lure of cheese for long, helping himself to a toastie once he had released Neville's hand.

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Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean
[info]openbottle
2014-09-15 10:52 am UTC (link)
Seamus's heart was pounding as he covered the short distance from The Roost to his flat. His wards closed behind him. Wards he was suddenly, selfishly glad he'd never changed to allow Dennis in. He'd considered it, a few times, the kid was like a brother to him, but he'd never got around to it. Which was evidently for the best.

'A sexy scar'. Seamus shut the bathroom door behind him and tapped his wand against the mirror, clouding it. He couldn't bear to face his reflection right now. 'Scars are sexy.' The words made him feel sick. His fingers curled around the porcelain of his sink as he bent over it, breathing hard. Another tap of his wand set the cold water flowing and he focused on the sound of it, trying to get his chest to stop heaving and the burning behind his eyes to stop.

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[info]artistdean
2014-09-15 11:20 am UTC (link)
Dean bolted after Seamus, instinct telling him that he'd likely fled to his flat. Dean had a leaden feeling in his stomach. He knew well just how uncomfortable Seamus was with his scar and it being exposed by more than the few people he'd already let see it for whatever reasons. For him it was just one of the things that made up his best friend, but he had his own problems with distress at things that seemed insignificant to others so he understood somewhat.

He headed up to the flat, feeling the wards give and let him through. He scanned the room, and found no Seamus in evidence. Probably the bathroom then, and he went over and tapped gently on the door. "Hey," gorgeous he almost said, blind instinct telling him this wasn't the time. "Hey, it's only me, and probably Susan in a minute. You want to talk?" he offered quietly, not sure if he should try the door or not.

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[info]openbottle
2014-09-15 11:39 am UTC (link)
"No," Seamus growled over the sound of the water in the sink. No, he didn't want to talk - not about this. He hated that he could have this much of a reaction to someone - a friend catching sight of the scar he'd had for years. He could have told himself that it was just that it had been unexpected, and public, but that would have required him to acknowledge that he wasn't as 'fine' with it as he insisted he was.

His breathing had calmed, but he was still shaking slightly and he wasn't entirely sure he wasn't going to be sick. "You can come in." Dean had seen him worse than this before, and even if Seamus wasn't proud of the reason why he'd shut himself in his bathroom he wasn't too proud to accept comfort. Not from Dean.

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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-15 11:47 am UTC (link)
Susan entered the flat, feeling the Identify Friend/Foe charm matrix of Seamus' wards authenticate her as she entered, resealing behind her. Dean was standing at the door, cooing quietly at Seamus who could be heard hyperventilating behind the door.

"Seamus? And/or Dean?" She looked around the dark flat, before noting that the bathroom door was open. "Hi," she said, approaching the threshold. "I talked to Dennis he ah," she paused and decided to leave off the fact that he had seemed pretty upset, figuring Seamus didn't need that at the moment. "Anyway, he left. Can I come in?"

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[info]artistdean
2014-09-15 12:09 pm UTC (link)
Dean had winced at Seamus' initial response. Talking was not always his go-to reaction either. Thankfully a few moments later he had an invitation to come in and he opened the door.

"Hey," he said quietly, shuffling inside, tiredness temporarily forgotten in the tiny adrenaline kick of helping a distressed Seamus. He took in the cloudy mirror and running water and Seamus' slightly unsteady breathing. "In for four, out for four," he said, sticking the toilet seat down and going to sit on it, still in touching distance. He wanted to wrap Seamus up in his arms and make everything okay, but he wasn't sure that was going to work right now, he knew distress and being touch averse, he didn't want to risk it.

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Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-15 12:21 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]susanamybones, 2014-09-15 12:56 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-15 01:14 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-15 01:39 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]susanamybones, 2014-09-15 02:17 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-15 03:07 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-15 03:36 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]susanamybones, 2014-09-15 04:11 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-15 04:34 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-15 05:29 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-15 06:11 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-15 09:41 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-16 10:17 am UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-16 04:31 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-16 06:18 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-16 06:40 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-16 07:09 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-16 07:39 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-16 08:07 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]artistdean, 2014-09-16 08:52 pm UTC
Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean - [info]openbottle, 2014-09-16 09:50 pm UTC

[info]friendlyjustin
2014-09-15 04:41 pm UTC (link)
Justin was terribly exhausted. He had spent the week at the Janus Thickey Ward and, sure, he'd had a lot of fun working with Ernie and absolutely loved being able to see him that often, but that job was exhausting. Not physically, really, but mentally and emotionally.

He hadn't been able to figure it out at first, but spending so much time as a Mediwizard in the exact same ward you were committed at years ago, it took it's told on Justin. Constantly fighting back the memories and the feelings.. He had spend his entire day on on Saturday, laying in bed.

Seamus had mentioned several times that post-war support group that was called Battlescars and had never wanted to set foot in there, ever. First because he didn't feel it appropriate for him to show up in a group where they all fought for their lives. It borderlined the lack of respect on his part, or so he thought.

But that morning, before the cuddle party, he had made his way to the meeting because clearly his imprisonment had left something long term inside him. He had said nothing though. Had sighed the sheet and had sat there, listening without saying anything.

Justin threw the duvet on the floor and cast a spell on it, turning it into a plush mattress before letting himself fall on it. Literally.

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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-15 04:55 pm UTC (link)
Susan stomped down the stairs with perhaps a little more force than was truly warranted. It wasn't fair to be angry at Seamus, and in all honesty, she wasn't. Just annoyed. But as her father had once said, she tended to do more damage out of mere irritation than a lot of Wizards did in a towering rage.

She looked around the room and saw Justin flop down on a mattress. "Helga's tits," she swore, sighing in relief and throwing herself on the mattress next to him and hugging him tightly. "Hello gorgeous boy, am I fucking glad to see you."

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[info]friendlyjustin
2014-09-15 04:59 pm UTC (link)
Justin shifted on the mattress and hugged Susan tightly, hiding his face the best he could while keeping it appropriate. Ernie was around and he didn't look forward to have to explain to him why he would never go back to work at the Janus Thickey Ward again. "I'm glad to see you too." he whispered. "I'm sorry I wasn't around last week, you seemed to be having a hard time."

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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-15 05:10 pm UTC (link)
Susan hugged Justin tighter and made soft cooing noises at him for a few moments. She knew vaguely from talking to Ernie that Justin had been working at the Janus Thickey Ward, and had vaguely wondered if it had been hard for the poor man. "No need to apologise darling, I did have a bit of a sad time for a day or two after a colleague passed away, but there's no need to apologise. I imagine working at the ward would have been very tough, I should have come and seen you."

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[info]friendlyjustin
2014-09-15 05:38 pm UTC (link)
"Can we not make it about me?" he asked with a sigh. He didn't feel like talking about it, how he felt and how it brought back memories that were really not so happy.

Justin kissed her cheek and sighed. "I'm sorry about your colleague." It couldn't be easy, even if there was always danger when in that line of work.

"Don't worry about it, okay? Ernie was there, I was fine." In fact he had told nothing to Ernie about it. His best mate had been so happy to have him around that he didn't want to burst his bubble.

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