— out of tune

Got my h e a d up in the clouds.

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🔥

send me a symbol and i’ll tell you about ;

🔥 = someone my muse would die for?

oH man this might’ve been a little tougher when he DIDN’T know he was rollin’ w/ the afterlife?? but leo is definitely one he’d fall into a meat grinder for regardless. there’s also fred ( @badreputaticn ), violet ( @thebrcwneyeddaughter ), alex ( @wickedhaunter ), kevin ( @teenburn0ut ), sam ( @poltergeistisms ), sydney ( @sydneyreed-inthemurderhouse ), autumn ( @autumnclarke ), nat ( @beautifulbasketcase ), olivia ( @owleyedolivia ), stephen ( @dntbeaplayah8r ), salem ( @daughterdeath ), kerria ( @ghostofyoshi ), blair ( @thesilentson ), & fiona ( @basementthriller ) ( apparently ) that he would gladly take a bullet for + everyone else he cares even a little bit about & honestly?? anyone still brEATHing as he kinda sees how fuckin’ fragile life actually is now. in all fairness he’s pretty fuckin’ careless with his life ( & was that way even before he died ); most of the time he’d risk it for something he didn’t even need to risk it for — i.e. a poisonous cookie falling to a dirty floor. but when it’s ‘ important ’, you can bet he’d be there ‘cause really he’s all too prepared to throw himself on the line.

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👑

send me a symbol and i’ll tell you about ;

👑 = someone my muse is jealous of?

i guess you could say spencer’s pretty jealous of his youngest brother, connor, because his parents literally WORSHIP the ground that little guy steps on — whereas, with him, they still have no idea he’s a dad ( or that he’s dead, for that matter ). there have been times where he thinks about how or when it was he or kevin ( @teenburn0ut ) that were the ones to draw the short straws for their parents’ affection, but the thoughts are waved off quickly.

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Get to know the people in my muse’s life.

Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about…

🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves. 😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 😉 …someone my muse has had sex with. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.

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( spencer, mckenzie, shadow, penny, skinner, bee, leo, ana, lennon, neena, mark, dawn, aidan, hannah, harry, & happy )

[bxkedstxner]

Spencer, Sawyer, Harley, Chandler, Natasha, Milly

do the sexy love™ with: Um well…Nat and I have had a pretty good track record with that so..Natasha for sure. 

sacrifice myself for: Milly, she’s my mom, I love her so of course. 

kick: Spencer. Not in the nads or anything just like a light kick. 

take to prom: Chandler. I would dance with her all night if I could. We would have a lot of fun. 

abandon in jurassic park: Harley. Hopefully that bitch gets what’s coming to her. 

push off a bridge: Sawyer. Him and Harley both probably deserve worse. 

@beautifulbasketcase, @chandler-murdoch, @cockyhorrorshow, @ofblackwidcws @eternalhousewife

[iactuallyburncold]

Bold what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / weak / other.

class or caste: upper / middle / working / slave / unsure.

education: qualified / unqualified / studying.

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no.

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated.

has a child or children / has no children / wants children.

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings.

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s).

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganised / organised / in between.

close-minded / open-minded / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unempathetic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard working / lazy / in between.

cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown.

loyal / disloyal / unknown.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown.

BELIEFS

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic.

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / maybe / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / maybe / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / maybe / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes / no / maybe / don’t know / don’t care.

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious.

philosophical: yes / no.

OPINIONS

pro-suicide / anti-suicide / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-choice / anti-abortion / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-murder / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-cannibalism / anti-cannibalism / doesn’t know or on the fence.

left wing / right ring / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence.

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / unknown.

allosexual / asexual / unknown.

alloromantic / aromantic / unknown.

sex-repulsed / sex neutral / sex-favorable / unknown.

romance-repulsed / romance neutral / romance-favorable / unknown.

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all / unknown.

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all / unknown.

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

[ghostofyoshi]

spencer, darry, sleeper, marcus, sydney, and mckenzie.

Send me 6 names and I’ll tell you who I’d… // accepting

do the sexy love™ with: Marcus. He’s my numba’ one.

sacrifice myself for: I mean, Marcus again, but… is that against the rules? Shoot, uh… Darry. Wait no, McKenzie!

kick: Sydney? But not a mean kick. A playful kick. I don’t want her to hate me.

take to prom: Spencer, could you imagine!? That’d be thee craziest night.

abandon in jurassic park: Oh my God I’m so sorry, but Darry. It’d be like — accidental abandonment. Like I’d be picked off by a pterodactyl or something and you’d be left alone.

push off a bridge: This isn’t fair either but Sleeper is the last to pick from? It’d be like a small bridge, with a lot of water beneath it. 

( @twosmxkingguns, @teamfreakazoid, @sydneyreed-inthemurderhouse, @cockyhorrorshow, @the-dudemeister, @matthew-sleeper )

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[ofrcses]

Ricky, Sydney, Greg, Spencer, McKenzie, Cole

Send me 6 names and I’ll you who I’d… // accepting

do the sexy love™ with: Greg, forever and always.

sacrifice myself for: McKenzie. The sweet thing’s alive, I’d do anything to keep it that way.

kick: I could never, but, Spencer I suppose.

take to prom: Cole, naturally —- we’d be the best dressed!

abandon in jurassic park: Ricky. I’d like him to know what it feels like to be the prey. And, well, to be torn apart. Ehem…

push off a bridge: Again, I could never —- even after everything she’s said and done. But… Sydney.

( @wxywordsoul, @teamfreakazoid, @cockyhorrorshow, @blueeyeddxvil, @richardsikes, @sydneyreed-inthemurderhouse )

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[basementthriller]

Over the years Fiona had gotten pretty damn good at sensing Skinner’s presence. It wasn’t a case of the room going cold or a feeling of dread, there was just a.. shift in the atmosphere. Some kind of electrical spark, or a sudden feeling of knowingness, in her that made her aware of him loitering invisibly in the background. That’s why she was sure that Skinner wasn’t watching her glorious little play with the precious little ghost boy. It was a shame; he loved watching her work, and it always led to some great ‘bonding’ time once their victim was disposed of. He was always so happy to see how she operated, it was almost cute.

Still, he’d get a look-in soon enough, once the foundation had been built. Laying the groundwork was the difficult part- making sure there was enough doubt in Spencer’s mind to at least attempt to trust her. It was all she needed to make a go of her plan. She fought hard against the urge to stiffen as he patted her back, still finding most contact pretty repulsive when it didn’t involve sex. Who the hell even patted backs anyway? He really was a weirdo. And of course he wouldn’t say Skinner’s name. He wasn’t goddamn Voldemort. What did he think would happen? Bleach would appear if he said his name? It’d certainly make things interesting, but the kid was in luck. He only had Fiona to deal with today.

“I don’t- I don’t have anybody else,” she murmured, looking at him with what she hoped were irresistibly pathetic eyes. “He’s the only person I’ve ever been around, you know, since I died…”

She could definitely push the thorn in deeper if the kid offered to hang out with her, maybe offer to act as a bodyguard against any psychotic blonde killer that happened to stop by. As if the brunette even had a chance against Skinner.

Fiona quickly wiped her eyes, hiding a smirk that had pushed its way onto her lips. Yeah, staying in the basement was terrible. Talking about who they wanted to kill, how they’d do it, drinking all day and fucking all night, and vice versa. There was a reason she stayed down there so often. “It was awful.”

The fun drained out of the entire conversation, however, as he insulted her partner in crime. So he was a self-deluded prick? Well, she’d just have to hold up a mirror and show Spencer exactly how deluded he had been by trusting somebody like her. She’d share her little collection of knives with Skinner and they’d go to town. Nobody was allowed to insult him except Fiona. That was her right and her fucking privilege. She took pride in it. After everything they’d put the kid through already, he was still brave enough to come out with things like that? After a basement vacation he’d never make that mistake again.

“Do you- Uh.. Are there any rooms free in the house? Do you know..? I don’t wanna go back down there.”

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A soft furrowing of his brows at her murmur, Spencer nibbled on the inside of his lip. Quietly, he studied her face for a moment, before slowly looking down. Fingertips tugging back on his knee before he began to lightly tap them, nervous as he searched the grass. He was thinking, obviously, and the first thought that came to mind was to be that anybody else --- plan of action: keep an eye on her. Would he actually step out in front of her were Skinner to rear his ugly face? Oddly... yes. And that fact took even him by surprise. “ …It’s brave of you, ” he admitted, looking back to her, “ ...to come to me about this. It’s brave. ” It was intended to comfort her... but personally, were the tables turned, he wouldn’t give a shit if he was being ‘ brave ’ or not. He’d just want somebody to help him out of the fucking situation.

After her question was asked, confession was made, Spencer relaxed his shoulders. He was relieved to hear she didn’t want to go back into the basement. Clearing his throat, he leaned back and looked toward the garden, knowing the answer immediately. “ …Yeah, there might be. ” Well, actually, he knew for certain that there was an unoccupied room ( by the living, at least ) on the second floor --- playing fraternity president certainly had its advantages.

Pushing himself off the porch step, the lanky brunette moved around to face her. Was time of the essence? It certainly felt like it. He’d show her to the room now, see if she liked it. Skinner may have been ‘ asleep ’, but he wasn’t going to be like that forever. They had to get a move on. A glance over Fiona’s head at the back door, not liking the idea of going back into the kitchen to get to the stairs, Spencer made a gesture toward the front yard before starting off in its direction. Crossing onto the lawn, he took a quick peek over at his van to see if Leo was around... and as he didn’t spot him immediately, was a bit relieved. As much as he wanted to help Fiona, he didn’t want his son to see her with him. No matter how sure he was of anything, he’d never risk Leo --- many a time had he told the tyke to keep OUT of the basement, to stay away from Skinner and ( though he hadn’t said her name, only described her physical attributes ) Fiona. So this wouldn’t help; little did he know the boy already thought her to be his aunt.

Arriving at the front door, Spencer opened it and waited for her enter before following in after... and from there, he gestured to the stairs. Briefly, dark brown hues went down the end of the hall toward the basement door, once again fearing Skinner might just be standing there --- and once again, he found nothing, no one. Big surprise. The faux fraternity president kept close to the blonde voluntarily, feeling obligated to hover. He truly wanted to make sure she was safe, and in so, managed to emit a small protective aura around them the moment they hit the top step. To her, it came off as warm, soft, like touching the fur on one of those huge polyester plush teddy bears… but to others, it was quite cold, off-putting. He didn’t notice what he’d done, only focusing on keeping an eye on her.

“ The fraternity hall, ” he voiced, gesturing in its direction… though before she could really start any which way, he walked ahead of her and went to knock on the door to the room in question. Opening it, a quick glance around ( still as quiet as the last time he’d visited ), his attention went back to her. “ You won’t be bothered in here. I’ll make sure of it. ” He nodded firmly, giving Fiona a soft smile --- though just as, it seemed a fraternity brother was exiting his room out into the hall with nothing but pajama bottoms on and a toothbrush hanging out the side of his mouth. The male seemed to pause for a moment to give his fraternity president a curious look and the unfamiliar woman with him an awkward wave. The lanky brunette sent a weak smile back before the guy continued on to the hall’s bathroom; Spencer looked back to Fiona once he was gone. “ …If you, uh… think you’d be more comfortable in the sorority hall though, we can go look down there. ” A slow hand up to scratch the back of his head, he hadn’t really thought of that until then.

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[edensommers]

Eden pressed her lips together at Spencer’s explanation on why she couldn’t go into the room - while it would have been a decent reason as to why she wasn’t allowed in, any girls who lived in that room most likely didn’t know who she was. But, maybe… he could have been almost right. Maybe it wasn’t actually for her, but there was a surprise for a different girl. The brunette rested one hand on her hip, blue eyes narrowing at the stoner. “A surprise?”she asked dryly, one eyebrow quirking up. “Are you sure it’s for me? Because, it’s not my birthday or anything soon.” As Spencer continued to ramble on, Eden couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Any thought of it being true flew her head. It was all bullshit, and the girl was starting to get fed up. “Are you sure that’s what actually is happening in there? Because, I’ll give you one more chance to tell me why I really can’t go in there.”

At his cough, Eden impulsively stepped back, batting away the air as if that would get away any germ coming her way(and as if she could actually get sick). “Gross,” she muttered to herself, crinkling up her nose. “Cover your mouth next time, Spencer.”

A moment paused, and the petite ghost smelled something… well, strong. Eden pressed a well-manicured hand against her nose and mouth, doing a quick spin in her spot. “Dear lord, what is that smell?” She asked, voice muffled from her hand. “It’s like someone moved the whole pool up here…” She trailed off, finally realizing that the odor was drifting from ‘her’ room. Folding her free arm against her chest, blue eyes stayed on Spencer, brow furrowed in annoyance. “Did you pour pool chemicals or something on our beds, or something? Is that why you won’t let me in? Because, this is getting old.”

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A small furrowing of his brows as that itch in his windpipe didn’t seem to dissipate as comfortably as it usually did, Spencer brought his fist up to cover his mouth ( as requested ) as he looked down and expelled another light cough. “ Uh… yeah, pretty sure, ” the faux fraternity president finally returned with a clearing of his throat, raising his head and looking back to her, “ yeah, they said not to let anyone with brown hair and… green eyes…? ” His own dark brown searching hers curiously, he couldn’t help but narrow his vision for a beat as he tried to make out just what color her eyes actually were --- and deciding on green, sights went up and to the side as to look inconspicuous before continuing, “ …who goes by ‘ Eden ’ in, so… that’s… that’s what I’m doin’. ”

Eyes shifting back to her as she continued to question him, a nervous gaze set down on the younger girl before he started to slowly nod. “ That’s--… I’m--… Yeah, I mean… yeah. ” He managed out, a shrug following. Hands had found the pockets of his jeans in all his awkwardness ( a nervous habit ) --- though it’d given him more of a casual look as he kept solid there in front of the door. Ears kept open for that muffled electrical sound that seemed to be playing on and off behind him now. At the same time, he took note of the strange warming sensation he was feeling in the back of his throat. It had him wanting to keep clearing it, but he refrained… all whilst trying to appear calm. Unfortunately, as Spencer wasn’t exactly a mutlitasker failure was inevitable. Instead of tranquility, he held a look of panic. The appearance of one trying too hard. His mind was on everything but the conversation.

Though of course, at the mention of the ‘ smell ’, his focus fell back on her, eyes a touch wider than before. It’d entered slow but he caught a whiff of it, too --- whether or not it was coming from inside the room was the mystery, but fearing it might be ( like the muffled electricity ), he figured he’d cover for it. “ W--… I just went swimming. Yeah, ‘cause we have a pool out back. Haven’t, y’know, taken a shower yet, so… that’s what that is. ” Pursing his lips, he shifted awkwardly in place at his sudden excuse before looking away again.

He still hadn’t pieced Leo’s prank together… and it was likely he never would. Between the smell, his now burning throat, and that sound, Spencer was still as lost as ever. All he had a firm grasp on was that something was wrong in that room behind him and it was his son’s doing. Not all too familiar with Eden, he couldn’t help but tiptoe around her even in the situation. She didn’t seem to like him all that much much --- though he’d yet to catch on. Other than the fact that he thought her to be in the sorority, and that Leo had developed quite the sour spot for her, there wasn’t much else he had to go on… though to be honest the lack of information didn’t really matter. What mattered was that she was in danger ( apparently ) and he had a chance to save her.

“ Look, how ‘bout you just tell me what books you need in there and I’ll get ‘em? That way no one’s pissed off, you’ll still get what you came for, you’ll stop having to smell me by leaving, and most importantly you won’t come back for at least an hour or two when everything’s finally set up. ”

That should be enough time to figure out just what the hell Leo had set up in there and disarm it… hopefully. He’d slip in, grab whatever the fuck she’d tell him to grab, and slip out. As quickly as possible. He wouldn’t want to give her the opportunity to follow in after him, after all. “ What d’you say…? ” A hand slipping from his pocket and moving around the doorknob, the idiot prepared to go back into the hazardous room the moment she agreed.

[autumnclarke]

If there was one thing that Autumn hated about being trapped in a college house, it was the parties. Even when she was alive, they were one of the things she never looked forward to. They were always loud, and messy, and tended to get out of control more often than not. And apparently, tonight wasn’t going to be any different.

In the beginning, things were going okay, and Autumn had no problem moving through the house, invisible or otherwise, without getting bothered by the party-goers too much. However, the situation changed as the spirit was going towards the kitchen to steal some snack before they all disappeared; She was stopped when a fight broke out between her and her destination. Admittedly, she was a little interested to see the outcome, but she mostly stayed due to the amount of people who had crowded around, and her inability to ghost.

The spirit saw one of the guys raise a fist, and just before he was able to take a swing, Spencer showed up out of nowhere and stepped in between the two of them. Autumn half-expected the guy to just deck him instead, but kind of unfortunately for her, he didn’t. After it was clear the fight wasn’t going to go anywhere anymore, the crowd dispersed and went back to doing whatever they were doing. Autumn, however, made her way over to Spencer and the other guy smiling a little as she approached them. “Thanks for providing tonight’s entertainment. I’m kind of upset it got cut short.”\

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Eyes on the potentially injured party, Spencer was relieved when he’d told him he was alright. He set a fresh bottle of beer in the other male’s hand and gave him a warm smile --- which was when it seemed another voice had entered in to his side, one of which he didn’t have to look toward to know who it belonged to. Two pats on the breather’s chest before he walked off and the faux fraternity was directing his attention onto Autumn; naturally his expression slipped into that of a cynical one. “ That was entertainment…? ” Derisive eyes set down on her, brows lifting sarcastically. For a moment he appeared to be looking for an actual answer to that… but then all at once it seemed he’d found it on his own. “ Oh, that’s right. I keep forgetting you’re a crazy person. ” Truly the idiot getting punched would be a sight for many... but as the sitting duck, Spencer would have to respectfully decline that gracious offer.

Attention keeping down on her, a playful gaze had gradually crept its way on; the remembrance of joker’s smile coming way as if to say ‘ it’s nice to see you ’ before sights finally disconnected, falling to the floor. “ If you’re looking for real entertainment… y’know, the kind that doesn’t involve me almost getting decked in the face, then look no further… ” A smooth slide of his arm around her shoulder, Spencer met her side with a light bump --- and immediately began to guide them out of the small circle the crowd had formed for the resolved fight. On his way to the kitchen, he couldn’t help but send out a few grins and nods as the bystanders threw him smiles, placed pats on his shoulder, and everything in between. This was Spencer’s natural habitat ( and it showed ). The usually clumsy male was somehow graceful here, moving Autumn and himself through the crowd like a knife through butter. Here he exuded confidence, actually appeared to be ‘ cool ’, suave even… in the right light.

Hitting the linoleum, the lanky brunette began to slip away from his friend, leaving her at the island as he curbed around to the fridge. “ Y’ever had a Zazu’s Punch? ” He asked, already placing the first ingredient for it on the counter: vodka --- pineapple juice, coconut rum, and a little grenadine following soon after. For a gangly kid he was moving rather quick, having already placed a glass down in front of her and combining the ingredients into it before she really even had a chance to reply. He splashed the drink with a touch more of the pineapple juice before sliding it towards her, dark brown hues shooting back up to meet her own.

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∯

for every ∯ i get i will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant;

“ Uh… I don’t really know you all that well, but I can tell by your taste of music we’d probably be hella tight if we chilled more – seriously – like I’m not tryin’ to get chickish on you here, but… the term ‘musical soul mate’s been passed around a couple times and there’s supposedly ‘one out there for everyone’… I’m thinkin’ you might be mine. Just sayin’. Like, whenever I actually hear good shit in the house, you’re usually the one I find at the source, so. Uh… fuck, can’t remember exactly how we met but I do recall Leo crying his eyes out for like eight hours before and me nearly losing my freaking mind — I wasn’t really used to the whole ‘dad’ scene yet, y’know? And Leo wouldn’t stop with the water works until he got… something… uh, but then you found it…? And he finally stopped. So… shit, thanks if I didn’t say it before. Leo probably wouldn’t say it now, too fuckin’ ‘grown-up’ to throw out a ‘thank you’ every now and then but, uh, I’m sure he’s still grateful too. ”

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Happy Father's Day, Spencer!

[autumnclarke]

sleeper, olivia, spencer, leo, jacob, sawyer

do the sexy love™ with: Sleeper, obviously. 

sacrifice myself for: Olivia. I don’t think she’d want me to, but I’d do it anyway. 

kick: Spencer. I feel like I probably have before. And if I haven’t, I probably should.

take to prom: Jacob, I guess. 

abandon in jurassic park: Leo. Only because I think he’d have a great time, assuming he doesn’t get eaten by a T-rex, or something.

push off a bridge: Sawyer.

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∯

for every ∯ i get i will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant;

“ Well, uh… you’re as sweet and sunny as your fuckin’ hair, that’s for sure. I may or may not be missing you at the moment — which would make sense if I was seeing as how we haven’t talked since… uh, when was the last time I took a shower…? But I’m sure whatever you’re doin’, wherever you are in the house, you’re brightening up someone’s day. I’m sorry about what happened to you, how you found out you were dead… but I’m glad I was there and that you weren’t alone. No one should be in a situation so shitty. You’re, um, always gonna mean a a lot to me, marshmallow. If you’re gonna remember anything, remember that. And… just so you know, I’ve yet to find that lesbian scene in Harry Potter and I’ve both watched the movies and read the friggin’ books over five times, so… yeah, I’m officially callin’ your bullshit on that as of now. ”

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