* HEDONIST / HELLCAT !

* ----- MAEVE NIXON ! twenty-five. returning cast member. artist. “she is rotting quietly under her skirts with a melancholy smile, like the odour of violets given off by a decomposing body.”

[maevenixon]

xbillyfranklinx·.

Billy beamed, unbeliavably glad to see Maeve again. “’M glad! ‘Cause I missed you obviously.” She giggled, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Yeah, a lil’ boy. ‘S pretty crazy. What about you? Whatcha been up to?”

a warm smile settled on her lips, and maeve let out a small laugh. “ good ---- i was countin’ on that, angel. ” she teased, giving the girl a playful nudge. “ ... a little dude? a tiny lil guy? no way! rock n’ roll, babe. that’s awesome. ” maeve said genuinely, thrilled for the girl. she wondered quietly for a moment, if she would ever have children of her own. probably not. she ignored the small pang in her chest at the thought, provoked even more so by billy’s question. what had she been up to? a complicated question, with a complicated answer. “ nothin’ as cool as that, i can promise ya’ that. ” she assured, attempting to bring the conversation back to billy. “ what’s the kid’s name? y’know... ‘nixon’ works pretty well for a boy’s name, in case you were still lookin’ for one. i don’t know how these things work. ” she teased.

[iconicgirls]

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[maevenixon]

xbillyfranklinx.

Billy hugged back, grinning ear to ear. “Yeah! So long, I missed you.” She nodded. It felt good to see an old friend around. “I have two now! I only had one before!” She explained excitedly. “Wisty’s so big an’ now I’ve got Aslan.”

maeve remembered the girl to be sweet, and clearly that hadn’t changed. “ ...y’know what? i missed you too, sunshine. ” she promised, realising she meant the words as she said them. the brunette seldom spent time with people like billy, and it was refreshing. maeve’s dark gaze lit up, at the news. “ you had another kid?! ” she buzzed, gently giving the girl a playful shove. “ no fuckin’ way! congrats, angel. ”

[maevenixon]

How many people have you had sex with?

“ …enough to, ah --- to know what i’m doing. ”

[maevenixon]

esperanzafuentes.

maeve was one of the people that esperanza couldn’t quite figure out where they actually stood, a semi-complicated history and two woman who wouldn’t actually talk about it lead to a confusion on both parts. yet, it was good to see a familiar face especially in a house like the one they were in. walking a little closer to the other, she hopped onto the counter with ease, sitting on top, listening to maeve as she spoke. as creature of habit, esperanza nodded, “yeah, please.” it took her a second to settle into the strangeness of being in the same space as the other, not because things had been odd between them but because she had genuinely enjoyed her company. “how’ve you been since i last saw you, mm?”

watching the woman hop up onto the counter maeve was forced to stifle a laugh, as well as a playful roll of her eyes. alright maybe some things never changed. “ your wish is my command. ” she murmured teasingly, pouring them out a glass each and sliding esperanza’s down the bar. some part of maeve didn’t want to get too close to the woman -- usually a hugger, she managed to keep her distance. taking a swig of her own drink, she relished in the familiar burn for a few moments, letting the feeling soothe her. “ oh, you know me. livin’ the dream, angel. ” there was a dark kind of sarcasm lingering behind her tone. maeve glanced up at the woman through thick lashes, studying her -- trying to figure her out all over again. “ what about you, huh? what have i been missin’ out on? ” she teased, forcing some nonchalance back into her tone.

[maevenixon]

Are you a top?

“ —— a top priority? oh definitely, baby. ”

[maevenixon]

willcwturncr.

WILLOW had gotten so caught up in admiring the view that was currently in front of her, that she hadn’t even stopped to think that she couldn’t possibly be alone in the house. when she heard the voice of the other woman, her eyes immediately darted in her direction. willow couldn’t help but laugh at the other’s comment. “ definitely glad that i won’t have tae mess around with any creepy old guys while staying here. ” she mused with a laugh. “ even more sae that i won’t have tae dae that in front of m'son. ” she added, giggling softly. “ nae need tae scar the poor lad for life. ”

a laugh tumbled from the artist’s lips, a smile settling on her features to mirror the brunette’s. maeve had never been to scotland, but upon meeting the woman, it was quickly becoming clear that she needed to cross that off her bucket list. very into the accent, evidently. “ here’s hoping, huh? ” she teased. “ i mean, i’ll sleep my way to the top if i have to, but as of right now? actively avoiding the creeps. we’ll see where my career is in a few years. ” maeve joked, although in all seriousness, before getting her ‘big break’ (or whatever you’d like to call it) on the show, as a struggling artist, maeve had been offered plenty of chances to exchange her body (and her dignity) for opportunities. always turned it down, though. “ - you’ve got a kid? ” the brunette lit up somewhat, at that. maeve loved kids. anyone that reminded her of her little sister, really, who was so far away back in new york. “ well shit, this is a pretty rock n’ roll place to grow up in. i’m betting he’s gonna make a lot of friends around this joint. me, namely. ” she teased.

[maevenixon]

tammy-carter.

“Well, this feels very strange..” Tammy muttered as she made her way into the kitchen. Two years was a long time and she had become a different person. She grabbed a cup from the cupboard and the pot of coffee she saw already brewed. She poured the coffee in and set it down before looking over at the sound she heard. “Hello, I’m Tammy. Nice to meet ya!”

coffee had quickly become apart of maeve’s morning routine again, now that she had found herself back on the show. mornings, were actually apart of her routine again as well, not that she was being held accountable for herself - at least a little more so than usual. making for the kitchen, she spotted the brunette immediately. for a second, maeve felt like she had walked into another time. a warm smile immediately lit up her features, the kind that crinkled your nose and lit up your eyes. “ tammy carter. ” she murmured affectionately, quickly racing to envelop the woman in a warm hug. it had been too long, that was all maeve knew. “ how the hell are ya’, angel? ” 

[maevenixon]

katcrinarussc.

HEARING maeve quiz her about her surgery, it became evident to katerina that she hadn’t kept up with the news and that she was in the dark about what the singer had gone through. “ yeah, i had to have an emergency, life saving kidney transplant a little over a year ago. ” she hummed softly before smiling as the other slid her a glass. trying not to let the mention of the surgery bring her mood down, kat smiled and carefully rose the glass to her lips before taking a drink of the liquid inside of it and setting it back down on the bar. “ well duh! what was i supposed to do? stay home in kansas city and mope about? at least here i have pretty girls to look at and can do so without being viewed as a creeper. ” she teased playfully.

a brief flutter of concern danced across maeve’s features, softening her gaze. she knew too much about hospital beds, unfortunately ------- of waiting rooms, and doctors bills. she knew too much about the bad news they bring you. “ no shit? ” she mused, setting down the bottle for a moment. a soft kind of smile settled on her lips, the rare kind. “ well, look at you ----- huh? you’re a survivor. ” she could certainly award the woman that. happy to see her in such high spirits, though, maeve didn’t hesitate in joining her to take a drink. a warm laugh tumbled from her lips, almost approvingly. “ here’s to that, angel. ” she raised her glass again. “ and here’s to livin’. ”

[theliteraryjournals]

All great and precious things are lonely.

John Steinbeck,  East of Eden (via theliteraryjournals)

[maevenixon]

xneonxlitelyx.

“You travel half way around the world and this is the welcome you get?” Litely huffed over-zealously to the nearly empty room. Having put her things in her room already, deciding unpacking was a job for another time, she’d taken the opportunity to meander around the house she’d be staying in. While her new surroundings did genuinely impress her, she’d be hard pressed to deny her flare for dramatics. “I mean, really. Where’s the red carpet? Do I have to pour my own drink?” 

curled up in an armchair, maeve eyed her new roommate ---- as if trying to figure her out. she had a pretty good idea, right off the bat. but still, she had been wrong before. a lot more than she would like to admit to. “ told you... no fancy surprise party waiting down here for ya’, either. ” taking a sip from the bottle she’d been nursing, maeve maintained her usual friendly disposition. it took a lot more than that to rub her the wrong way. “ ... i’m more of a straight from the bottle kind’a girl myself, sunshine. but i mean, if you ask me real nice? i might be half fucked to get up and make you a decent drink. then again... i’m pretty comfy. so --- there’d probably have to be some sort of begging involved. ”

[maevenixon]

willcwturncr.

WILLOW had been hesitant at first when she’d been invited onto the show. she wasn’t sure that she wanted to expose Caden to that kind of life so young, but after a long and humbling talk with her parents, the brunette had agreed to take the producers up on their offer – so, here she was. she’d just finished getting her things settled into her room and had left her son upstairs to watch television while she wandered the rest of the house. the more she explored, the more she was in awe. somehow finding her way back to the entrance of the house, willow just turned around and looked on at the place in awe. “ this place is insane.. ” the young mother hummed to herself ( or so she thought, that is ), scottish accent thick as ever.

the girl looked like she’d just stumbled down a rabbit hole. maeve knew the feeling --- she felt like a regular alice in wonderland, the first time she’d arrived on the show. a small ache panged in her chest, to be reminded of how wide-eyed and naive she once was; before she’d had her heart broken by the world time and time again. maeve found herself jealous of this woman, for all her enthusiasm. “ tell me about it. all this time i thought i’d have to get freaky with hugh hefner to end up in a joint like this. ” she finally piped up, announcing herself. “ ...no creepy old men required, thankfully. well --- some creepy old men required. but i mean hey, that’s hollywood for ya’, baby. ”

[maevenixon]

ada-pond.

“Alright lasses, who wants to show me a good a time? I heard this place is where you can find a good party.” Ada grinned, her Irish accent pretty strong as she spoke. 

“ well shit, baby --- you’ve come to the right place. ” maeve murmured approvingly, cocking a coy brow. “ name’s maeve, and i’m pretty sure i’m your girl. ” if there was anybody suited for the job, it was her.

[maevenixon]

norapond.

She relished the other woman checking her out, it wasn’t every day that a woman as hot as Maeve was around–well it didn’t used to be. But either way. This was fun. She smiled and nodded twisting a strand of hair between her fingers, she leaned forward, showing off her cleavage a bit more for the other woman. “You could call me red. But it’s Nora Pond.” she said biting her bottom lip. “But if you’d rather red–I won’t complain one bit.” she said giving the girl a wink. “So what do you like to drink Maeve?” she asked

mischief danced around the corners of her lips, mirror the redhead’s flirtatious energy. not a difficult task, for maeve. she looked the woman over, as if considering her. clearly, she liked what she saw. “ nora ---- pretty. suits you. ” she hummed. “ but i think i’ll stick to red. ” maeve was big on nicknames, clearly. she didn’t take long to consider her answer to that question -- there was little room for deliberation. “ i’m a whisky girl. irish whisky, to be precise. ” maeve added with a wink, in reference to the girl’s accent. it was no word of a lie, though --- she tended to prefer irish whisky to scotch. perhaps it was in her blood. her father was irish, after all; handed down to her an irish name and an irish drinking habit. “ ...that sound about right, red? ”

[maevenixon]

xxrosalie-roe.

With a chuckle of her own, Rose over-dramatically feigned relief, her hand rising to rest on her chest. Sparing one last look at the rubbish bin the broken coffee machine was now concealed (or buried) in, she nodded her head solemnly as a last show of respect, her voice low as she offered, “And thus concludes our final words.” Though if a replacement didn’t find it’s way to the kitchen soon enough, she’d definitely be buying one herself - having an average of four or five cups a day, caffeine was essentially part of her lifeblood by this point. “We’ll have to have a drink later, raise a toast, really pay our respects.” She returned in kind, lips quirking upwards playfully. Attention now fully focused on the woman beside her, a grin appeared as she arched an eyebrow. “Hm, that all depends if you want to stay on script - I have my acceptance all planned out and memorised, so I’m just waiting,” she teased, amusement clear. “Oh, did you now? Easily the most dedicated wingman I’ve ever seen.” 

maeve liked this girl, she decided. she was easy to be around --- which felt like breath of fresh air, compared to what maeve had been surrounded by for the last however long. she seemed... genuine. which again, felt rare. precious. another laugh fell from maeve’s lips. crossing herself sarcastically, she shoved the bin back into the cupboard where it had come from. “ oh, i’ll hold you to that one. ” maeve promised, never passing up an opportunity for a drink. or rather, a drinking companion. because no matter what, every night for maeve ended in drinking. a small, sly smile curled the corners of maeve’s plump lips. “ i mean ... i’m more than happy to skip straight to act 5, personally ----- ” she teased, cocking a coy brow. maeve was nothing if not a tease, after all. “ but please! if you’ve been rehearsing... i'm a sucker for a good monologue, baby. ” maeve insisted, biting her lip to stifle yet another laugh. see? easy.

[maevenixon]

esperanzafuentes.

esperanza’s hand had cramped out on her for the first time in years and she figured it was the universe telling her to a.) take a break and b.) drink some freaking water. alas, the latina ended up wandering up to where the house kept in the liquor, for maybe.. just a shot. a shot wouldn’t do any harm. she was still learning who her other castmates here, it wasn’t as if they had been formerly introduced. which maybe would have been a good idea, but the turnover rate was high and maybe it wasn’t worth it. for some reason, the back of the woman reaching was oddly familiar when she finally turned, esperanza could only smile warmly, “oh maeve. i won’t letcha drink by yourself, not tonight at least.” the brunette joked, walking towards her.

maeve would be lying to say that seeing the girl didn’t make her head spin. it was like she had walked into the room straight from another lifetime. what was she, really? an old friend, and old lover, an old... lines tended to blur with esperanza more often than she might’ve liked. but still, maeve had one hell of a poker face ------- so... “ thanks, stranger. ” she murmured nonchalantly, arching a suggestive brow and doing her best to maintain her usual casual disposition. “ mm, i thought i liked you. ” she teased, as if just remembering why. maeve debated asking what the girl was doing here, but decided against it. she pulled out a glass, hesitating before she started to pour. “ ...the usual, angel? ” things could’ve changed, after all -- they usually did.