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@00sjersey sent in: "Do you really want me to leave, or are you just saying that?"

oh, she can't help but feel a little shy around hunter. ( she knew his type. the golden retriever boy. ) a part of her wished she had actually dated one back in her home country, but instead she ended up with a self conscious boy who wanted all her attention. ( not that hunter wasn't fighting for her attention. ) she'll giggle, her hand coming up to cover her mouth as blue eyes shift away from him. "well, i---....i don't know," a playful roll her eyes as she clasps her hands in front of her, cocking her hip out slightly.

"what do you want, hunter?" another giggle, offering a small smile. "certainly you probably have something else to do than follow me around the mall?"

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no sorry i dont really use instagram, i can contact you via ouija board, spirit box, fluctuations in temperature, flickering lights, and certain rituals. i am also on tumblr.

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@kissmedcadly sent in: "Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you."

soft hands move to grab a hold of vic's hands, giving them a squeeze.( oh, she is so lucky to have vic, isn't she? ) kevin would never talk to her like this and if he did? it was usually because siobhan was mad at him and he was just trying to get out of the doghouse. ( though, she's quickly learned that vic is nothing like kevin. whenever she talks sweet to her, she absolutely means it. ) black veins trail down her neck, some visible on her chest as she takes a deep breath, a soft smile on her pale features.

"you're like, so perf. i don't deserve you," she'll lean forward to press her lips ever so softly to vic's forehead. "just having you makes me so happy,"

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siobhan always assumed she was a good judgement in character! ( though, chester and violetta had filled her in on how kevin used to be. ) needless to say, she probably knew more about their history than she was leading on. obviously, mapplethorpe only shared the good parts but chester? chester witnessed them from the beginning and it had certainly been messy! ( though, she's a believer that people can change. it's a shame her kevin never had the chance. )

the pink princess can't help but let out a giggle, rolling her eyes playfully. "i mean, mapplethorpe likes to overembellish but he's a bad liar," everyone had picked up on that rather quickly, but it wasn't a bad thing. ( though, even if you are a bad liar, you are still able of doing nefarious things. siobhan has seen his jealousy firsthand. ) "the news?! oh, was it---.....your cousin, right? tom---.....ie? yeah, tommy. really good at---....pinball?" she'll cringe as she tries to relay the information, hoping that she had gotten it right. she really does try to pay attention! "i always wanted to be a popstar, like brittney spears." she says this rather matter of fact.

"yes, siobhan! or von. whatever strikes your fancy," she'll raise her hand, wiggling her nails in his direction as she pushes some of her blonde hair over her shoulder. though, her demeanor changes slightly at the mention of her ex, a heavy sigh leaving her. "yes, kevin. he, well---....he left the park and i'm sure mapple has explained the rules---..." she'll cringe. "it wasn't pretty,"

Getting called sweet is something Kevin could certainly get used to. Almost no one thought of him that way except for maybe his mother, but he hardly had to earn that from her. Hearing it from anyone else made such a simple gesture mean that much more...or maybe Kevin was just happy to be praised in any way.

"I'm not quite a movie star yet, but I've got plenty of time to make that a reality. I've already gotten on the local news, so it's all up from here...if you believe everything Mapplethorpe says." Kevin still has to remind himself that except from the updates from the living, everyone at the park had limited knowledge of what went on beyond its gates. "Once I get famous I promise I won't forget about all of you. I'll send you plenty of red carpet photos and everything," he adds with a laugh.

He looks her over casually, committing her to memory. The pink one...Mapplethorpe had definitely told him her name, and she certainly stood out. "It's Siobhan, right?" A memory suddenly clicks. "Oh yeah, I remember something Mape told me, you had your own Kevin. Or am I thinking of someone else?"

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sorry i got lip gloss and glitter on your dick

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of course it's accidental. siobhan would simply just say that she was teasing. ( though, she didn't bother to cover herself whenever soraya comes into the room. ) a soft smirk rests on plump lips, slight pink of her sunkissed skin. "me? no---..." a soft laugh leaves her, sounding like a song as she pulls her sports bra over her chest, head tilting to the side. she was planning on going for a run.

"what is this? health class? we're both girls. it's nothing you haven't seen before."

❝ didn’t anyone teach you to knock?… or maybe you were hoping to see this. ❞ — @deadph0bic

it's not like she has a plan here.

it's entirely accidental, a result of a fried brain at the end of a long day — how's she supposed to remember that she has a guest when she so rarely does? soraya blinks slowly, unwilling, unable, to force her eyes away from siobhan and the expanse of pale skin that's currently being poorly hidden from her eyes.

she swallows hard. instead of leaving like she should, arms cross over her chest and she leans against the doorframe, looks her over. "kind of seems like you want me to see this, siobhan," she says easily, like her heart isn't pounding in her chest. "i mean, you're not really covering anything. something you wanna share with the class?"

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oh, she's on cloud nine right now. she's not even ashamed to admit that. ( before, she would have felt guilty. ) though, it had just been the way she was raised, the ideals that were placed into her head at a young age. ( be a pretty cheerleader, become an even prettier housewife. ) it wasn't like she really knew pleasure before kevin had dusted. ( he always cared about getting off and always assumed siobhan was fine. she was just good at pretending. )

she's chasing that friction, her eyes fluttering shut as she chased that high. she was closer and closer to the edge, hips grinding down hard against vic's leg, her hands grasping at her shoulders as she let's out a huff. she'll whine as vic forces her hips to stop, squirming on her lap.

"i want to feel good. please,"

[ GRIND ]: sender grinds on receivers thigh. — @deadph0bic

this might be the best goddamn night of her not-life yet.

she doesn't even care if someone sees, at this point, she's so fucking thrilled. siobhan perched on her thigh, pale skin on display? the pretty little sounds she makes as she rocks her hips, as the friction pushes her closer, closer, closer to the edge? if she forgets everything else, she wants to remember this.

hands find the blonde's hips and settle, thumbs pressing into her hip bones, dipping to press into the crease between body and thigh. she squeezes, firm, forces siobhan's hips to still with a devilish grin.

"c'mon, princess, tell me what you want."

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she can't help but nervously wring her hands together. ( eventually, her manicured nails dig into the palm of her hands. ) she told herself she wasn't going to cry but she could feel the tears swelling up, black veins trailing down her neck as she tried her best to hold back the urge. ( she'll blink rapidly, taking a deep breath as she calms herself down. )

so, she panics. naturally! because she doesn't want to mess this up. ( years of always fighting with her shitty ex had made it hard for her to let go of things. ) her lower lip starts to tremble.

"you aren't. please don't be mad,"

stupid, stupid, stupid. it stings, knowing that odds are, she's managed to ruin everything, the one real good thing she's had since she died, since she got trapped here. of course she would, of course. she is her father's daughter. things can only be made worse at this point, she figures — it's why some part of her so desperately wants to remove herself from the situation. 

fingernails are beginning to bite into the palms of her hands so hard that she knows that once, it would have made her bleed. the only thing that stops her is the surprise that sets in when siobhan grabs her wrist. 

"listen, you don't gotta let me stay when i'm fuckin' things up—"

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oh, vic. she's so cute, isn't she? the pink princess can't help but let one of her hands raise to cover her mouth. ( mainly to stifle a giggle and to hide the fact that she was smiling so big. ) she didn't want to make vic anymore embarrassed. ( like it's her fault that she liked to watch vic be passionate about something! ) it's not like she could stop herself. well, she could have but she didn't want to. ( she's got more confidence now that kevin is gone. )

"uh, you think you don't make sense. i think you make perfect sense. like, i get to learn so much about---....uh, metal music!" something that she used to call screamo trash whenever she had been alive but it's not like she ever had the chance to really listen to it. "do you think gonzo has some megadeth or escape the fate?"

despite herself, vic can feel the way her face goes red when siobhan kisses her. it's not like this is the first time they've kissed, and it's not likely to be the last, she knows that — but paired with the taller woman's words? vic can't help it. her mouth opens and closes a few times, like she's searching for the right words but she can't find them. well. that's definitely a revelation.

"you sure about that?" it's not that she thinks siobhan is lying — it's that she's baffled. it's hard to wrap her head around something like this when there's a very real part of her that feels like even trapped here, siobhan could do better. "i mean, i just— i don't even make sense."

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@kissmedcadly

I felt an overwhelming sense of love. I'd never felt happier. I know I can't go through life expecting the world to come to me. But Nana let me dream a wonderful dream. It was like falling in love for the very first time.

NANA (2005) dir. Ohtani Kentaro

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oh, whenever gonzo and nimrod have a mission, they have a mission! ( and mapplethorpe wanted to be involved! ) not siobhan, though. as much as she was a sporty girl, she didn't want to break a nail. ( it's one thing whenever she hits one out of the park during whack it ball wednesday, but climbing around the coasters? no way! ) she hadn't meant to frighten kevin, but she had gotten a little too overexcited. ( just like whenever she had met chester and violetta. she just gets so excited to meet new people! to hear the hot goss about what going on in the land of the living! )

her hand comes up to cover her mouth as she lets out a giggle, sucking on her teeth and then brushing her hair over her shoulder. ( siobhan knew she was pretty, but a compliment is a compliment! ) "thank you, kevin! you're very sweet." her hands move to rest on her hips, a playful roll of her eyes as she chews on her bottom lip briefly, trying to think of the right thing to say. "well, he talks about you like you should be a movie star or something. i think it's sweet,"

Mapplethorpe was off on some mission somewhere else in the park, which had left Kevin to his own devices. He'd been meaning to get a better look around this place on his own, which was a bit difficult when you had the world's clingiest ghost monopolizing all of your attention. It wasn't bad, but he'd just needed a little space...but apparently that had been too much to ask for as he's grabbed by unfamiliar, cold, hands.

"Oh, uh, thanks," he replies, happy to have his hand returned to him and softened a bit by the fact that this was all done as a way of complimenting him. "Yeah, he's brought you up a bit, and you're hard to miss. Pretty girls always are." Surprise gives way to a smile now that he's feeling a little less jarred. "Hopefully he hasn't told you anything too personal. I know it's too late to deny what we get up to, but I like to keep some of my mystery."

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will your muse let siobhan paint their nails? y/n?

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save me charli. charli save me.

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my wounds are part of my outfit. you wouldn't get it

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save me charli. charli save me.

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"Every moment that we spent together made me happy."

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