the dead don't judge

angst starters: still accepting

“What is there to talk about? Want to talk about how you abandoned me? At a club in part of the city I don’t know my way around? I had no idea where I was, I was surrounded by drunk and high people and trying to take care of your drunk ass when you caught a taxi with a stranger and left without me! I didn’t even want to go out last night! I wanted to stay home and binge watch something eating junk food! You know I can’t handle that shit, it send my anxiety through he roof and you fucking left me there alone. Then on top of it all, you come over to my place acting like nothing is wrong, not even bothering to apologize. I hope getting laid was worth it asshole.” Siobhan rarely raised her voice, rarely let anyone see her when she was angry but she was furious with Tao. She always thought they understood each other, she didn’t take him as the type to abandon her like he did. It really hurt. So, when she finished her rant, she closed the door to her apartment in his face. The demigoddess was done talking.

angst starters: still accepting

“Well you sure do make a point of acting like one, Callum.” Siobhan lifted her cigarette to her lips, her other hand in the pocket of her long black coat. She was leaning against the brick building that housed the bar she still worked in part time, the bass of the band performing echoing into the alley from the open Employee door to their left. Ice blue eyes finally turned to look at Callum, who looked a little rough. She didn’t think she’d ever seen him look so disheveled, the pompous prince always looking like a spoiled brat, Instagram model. If he wasn’t always such a dick to her she might feel bad for him, instead she looked away from him and took another drag of her cigarette and looked down at her boots.

“Ya know, maybe if you didn’t act like such a pompous prick, we could have been friends.” Siobhan looked at him one last time before dropping her half-smoked cigarette onto the wet pavement, stomping it out with her boot and turning to leave him there in the cold and dark alley.

angst starters: still accepting

Siobhan was trying, she really was. She wanted to get closer with Yuqi but, every time they made plans something came up with school or work and she was really starting to feel terrible about it. Which is what happened again, she was on the phone with her sister, near tears because she was so frustrated having to push back their plans again. It wasn’t like she had a choice in the matter, working for the city ME was a busy job and she was only an intern so she had to prove herself constantly. She didn’t think she’d care about sacrificing her relationships for work before, then again she didn’t have anyone to make plans with when she took the job. She was alone, she had no friends, no siblings, no god parent around, and her parents were halfway across the planet. Sio had all the time in the world to do what she wanted but, now she had Yuqi and she had friends and she was really regretting all her decisions to put herself out there.

All it was doing was hurting her and the people closest to her when she couldn't make time for them or she had a hard time letting her guard down. “Yuqi, I’m so sorry. Really I am, please,” her voice cracked a bit as she choked down her emotions that anchored heavily in her throat. “Please don’t hate me, I can’t control this.”

no longer accepting

*flashback*

Siobhan walked with her hands in the pockets of her long black coat, her heeled boots reverberating off the sidewalk below them as she strode side by side with Sveinn. When she first met him she didn’t image they’d up up last minute Christmas shopping together but, here they were. Her wide-brimmed hat was keeping the winter sun off her face and her eyes were covered by dark, metal sunglasses as she gazed into the store windows they passed. She was mostly just following Sveinn, getting an eye for things she could buy for herself later on as most of her shopping was already completed. All she really needed was something for the man beside her so, she was going to try and be sneaky. Keeping at eye on him behind her glasses to see if there was anything of interest to him that he wanted but didn’t get for himself. That ways he could sneak away and get it for him.

She wasn’t the best at gift giving but, she wanted to do better this year because , she actually had friends who deserved gifts this holiday season and she didn’t want to fuck it up. “What about this place, wanna look in here for anything?” The younger girl paused him in their strides to point to the music store on their right. “Anyone musical on your list?”

jingle bell memes: still accepting

Siobhan looks over at Taeyong from her place on the park bench. She’d noticed him there and he looked a bit lonely. Gloved hands were resting in her lap, playing with the chains hooked to the waistband of her black, leather skirt. He looked a bit lost in thought so, she was unsure about interrupting him with what could potentially be unwanted attention. However, she was feeling quite homesick. Especially since she’d just returned from seeing her parents. As annoying as they were, she did truly love them dearly, and not seeing them on Christmas was hard. Eventually, he turned to acknowledge her existence beside him, her own sullen eyes meeting his as she gave him a soft smile for comfort.

“Feeling homesick too, Tae?”

Siobhan sighed deeply into the speaker of her phone, her mother hanging up on her only a second before. The poor dear was laying on her bed, the phone still pressed to her ear after being on the phone with her mom for almost two hours. She’d been home for a grand total of thirty minutes before the familiar ringtone of her mother calling rang through her apartment. It was almost the same call she got every week or so from her overprotective mother. Sio really didn’t want to upset her mother by not answering even though she was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. So, she tried her best not to fall asleep as she hummed her agreements and gave quick and quiet replies. Zoning out when her mom goes into a tangent about the cold weather and making sure Siobhan was dressing appropriately. Even going so far as to mention that she hoped her daughter wasn’t wearing her “personal style” at work and was dressing professionally. 

As per usual, Siobhan simply ignored her - knowing that she meant well and was trying to look out for her but she could go about it differently for sure. What snapped Siobhan back to reality was the request from her father in the background to come to visit for a few days. It didn’t sound so bad actually, to head home for a week and just relax in the quiet of her small home village. She was starting to feel overwhelmed in the city she now called home. It was always so busy and bustling, she could use a few days to slow down. So, she quietly agreed before the call ended. Sio made as few necessary phone calls as possible before she made the trip back to Wales. 

The jet lag took her three out of the ten days she had back home to get over. Her parents were understanding and gave her her space in the first couple of days. Before having her grandparents over to visit and catching up with their daughter more fully. Things were slow and relaxing, a contrast to her everyday life on Mount Phoenix. Siobhan didn’t take up her parent’s offers to walk through the village and catch up with the people she grew up around. She didn’t like half of them and preferred to stay in her childhood home and spend time with her parents. As suffocating as her mother was, she was still very loving and warm. Her father was loving and warm as well but he was not nearly as affectionate as her mother was, he showed her his love and a quieter way. It was comforting to just sit around the living room, a fire roaring in the fireplace as the three of them had marathons of movies and spending time together like they did when she was younger. 

Her ten days there went by quietly, calmly and, slowly. It was exactly what Siobhan needed to fight the overwhelming anxiety of living in a strange city all alone. The cold weather that blanketed the small village welcomed her the morning of her last day. She walked down the cobblestone streets, heels alerting her presence to the locals. Gloved hands spun her black parasol that rested on her shoulder, metal sunglasses hid the icy blue contacts she wore that day. Her long black coat covering her ripped black jeans and dark grey sweater combination. Siobhan ignored the stares and whispers of the locals she grew up hiding from and being bullied by. She was on a mission and knew that she was looking for… or at least who she was looking for. The ancient door of the village’s 300-year-old pub whined as she pulled it open, the old wood looking as though it would fracture under her dainty hands if she wasn’t careful. 

Sunglass-covered eyes landed on just who she was looking for as she closed her parasol and tucked a piece of platinum and black hair behind her ear that had fallen from her messy bun. Heads turned as she made her way to the bar, landing on a stool neck to her “target”. The very person she was looking for lifted their head from the book laid out in front of them to make eye contact with her. A broad smile lifting their lips before they stood and scooped Siobhan in a warm and welcoming hug. It was Siobhan’s first and only boyfriend that she heard was still living in the village taking care of his dad. He was one of the only people in their village that didn’t despise her for being eccentric and weird. They didn’t date for very long before Siobhan left to go to University but they stayed friends. The two had lunch together and caught up, Siobhan filling him in on what she could about her new home and he listened happily, still very much enamored with Siobhan, even though she was oblivious to this fact. 

It was a wonderful afternoon that Siobhan had to cut short so that she could head home and pack to travel the next day. A lingering hug and a promise to keep in touch was how she ended her last day in Wales.

A lovely coincidence with @taoxmp

Siobhan got separated from Sveinn after she got away from the bar. It was too crowded so she figured she’s brave it for a soda later on. Without thinking she spun around to head towards the food and slammed right into another person. She stumbled for a moment and looked up to find a friendly face after she was steady on her feet again. A smirk lifted at the corner of her lips as she looked Tao over, the two of them someone both coming as vampires without even planning it. He looked good all dark and brooding, her on the other hand looked no different from usual until she smiled at him, showing the fangs attached to her canines.

Hallow’s Eve Ball 2020 🎃

spooky starters: still accepting

Siobhan looked up from the book on her lap. She was sitting on a blanket in a quiet area of the park, enjoying the cooler autumn air. With Jacob’s question, she pulled out one of her earbuds and tried listening carefully for what he could have heard. Just as she was about to shrug at the boy across from her and put her earbud back in, she heard what could have been a scream from the trees behind them. Her eyes widened a bit as she turned to look over her shoulder then back at Jacob - anxiety rising in her chest at the sound.

“Um, maybe we should go? The last thing I want is to end up on my boss's table as a murder victim and if you get me killed I’ll haunt you for the rest of your life.”

random text posts: still accepting

Siobhan couldn’t help the soft chuckled that she let out looking at her phone screen. She didn’t mean to alert her boss who looked over at her concerned as she sat at her desk in the ME office. She was meant to be filling out a couple reports but was instead texting Kibin after sending pictures of the wounds a murder victim came in with. Of course, she respected the victim’s privacy but, she knew Kibin would appreciate the pictures of the stab wounds for his own work. Her fingernails tapped along her phone screen as she typed out her reply.

[✉: kibinnie 👻] 1 img. attachment [✉: kibinnie 👻] i mean if you’re gonna work that hard to kill someone you gotta make sure you have some fun with it ya know--

random text posts: still accepting

“Wow, mood”

Siobhan pointed a black stiletto tipped finger at Jacob from across the table. Her eyebrows raised over the metal sunglasses covering her eyes for a moment before her face quickly relaxed back to normal. A breeze brushing past them at their table outside, pushing a few strands of black and white hair away from her face for a moment. Her voice was monotonous as she brought her iced coffee to her lips. Her other hand scrolled through Instagram like it was her job, she was on break from her day job at the ME’s office when she ran into Jacob at her favorite cafe. She didn’t look up from her screen as she sipped her coffee again before speaking.

“Food is the only thing I really care about.”