just like candy

// MAUREEN JOHNSON // i can be your SUGAR when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot. put me in your mouth, baby and eat it 'till your teeth rot. (based off of maureen from rent)

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[asks] cosmos, full moon & earth

cosmos: what's one thing you wish you could say to someone you are no longer friends with?

That I’m sorry for putting all the blame on you when I needed to take a step back and reflect on myself instead of blaming others, also that he’s a decent singer when he actually writes something that doesn’t make me want to gauge my eyes out. 

full moon: what type of person do you hope to be?

I hope to be someone who...lives life to the fullest without hurting other people? I tend to be pretty selfish, which I can admit to, but I hope to grow a little more in that part of my life. 

earth: where do you feel most at home?

Is it totally corny of me to say on stage? 

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Maureen/Joanne: a kiss on the hipbone, [ laugh ], ❤

answered here babes <3 

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a kiss on the hipbone, [ laugh ] ( maureen x joanne )

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did + kiss to the hipbone

It was a nice night in, the two of them were attempting to cook dinner from one of those meal order services which was going less well than expected. Maureen wasn’t exactly a homemaker, but she was damn well trying her best as she stared at all the ingrediants on the counter with a pout of her lips. This was supposed to be easy, right? Everything was laid out for her, ready to do, yet she stared at everything like it was the most complex puzzle she’d ever seen. With a heavy sigh, she got to work, trying to go through the steps that were laid out for her before Joanne got back to her place from going to grab some wine and dessert from down the street of her complex. Things had started to get so good with them, like things may work out for good this time, and she really didn’t want to mess that up.

As the door opened and Joanne came in, Maureen flashed her a smile as she stirred the sauce that she’d whipped up in the saucepan, “Look babe, I’m actually cooking! I’m actually doing it!” She sing-songed proudly before her girl came over and wrapped her arms around her from behind, making Maureen hum happily as she leaned her head back, “Who knew that a snack such as myself could whip up a pretty great meal, huh?” She couldn’t help but joke, smiling as she heard Joanne laugh at the comment, moving the sauce off the stove and mixing it in with the pasta she’d cooked. This was nice, the way Joanne’s chin rested on her shoulder, arms around her waist as Maureen cooked them dinner, she could get used to it truth be told.

After everything was prepared, and much to her surprise it actually tasted great, the raven-haired girl went to get the dessert Joanne picked up with a little smirk as she sauntered back to the living room where she found her girlfriend lounged out on the couch in a slight food coma. “Aw, what about dessert, baby cakes?” She teased, crawling onto the couch as she dipped a finger into the icing of the cake they had, pulling up Joanne’s shirt ever so slightly to smear it along the curve of her hip. “Although, you look pretty delicious to me.” Maureen teased, craning her head down a bit as her tongue moved along the girl’s caramel skin, humming at the sweet taste as she pressed a slow kiss along the space with ease, “How about we save that dessert for later and I just eat you up instead?” She purred with ease, hands already working on the front of Joanne’s pants with ease. 

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spots to kiss. 6 ( ariel ) she’s shy

a kiss on the cheek ( maureen x ariel ) 

The redhead was downright the most adorable thing she had ever seen, wide-eyed and bright smile, something in Maureen liked making her nervous. They had been out all day sightseeing, enjoying the rare peek of sunshine through London’s normal cloudy skies, before the smallest amount of drizzle decided to make it’s appearance for the day. Laughing, the duo ran to get some cover before Maureen shook her head in amusement as Ariel began to soak up the rain with an even bigger smile on her face. “Fuck it.” Maureen said as she joined her, letting her clothes get soaking wet as they splashed around and it was actually so nice to just not give a fuck in the moment. That’s why there was a more gentle smile as the singer reached out and grabbed the red head’s wrist, pulling her close to place a tiny kiss on her cheek, “I really needed this today, thank you.”

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a kiss on the back of the hand. (Roger)

a kiss on the back of the hand. (maureen x roger)

F L A S H B A CK 

After her performances, they always went out to celebrate, and this time was no different as they hit the local cafe that was open late for something to eat and just get comfortably drunk together. Her, Roger, Mark, Collins, the whole lot of them with a few other friends found a table in the corner. Lucky for them, it was karaoke night, and after getting pretty tipsy Maureen had somehow convinced Roger to sing a duet with her. After all, they were the performers of their little group of friends, and of course, Mark got his camera all ready as they grabbed the microphones and performed a decent (for being drunk) version of True Colors. After they were done, and the standing ovation and yells of their friend’s subsided, Maureen busted out into laughter when Roger kissed the back of her hand as they bowed. 

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[ sleep ] my muse wakes yours up ( maureen x mark )

F L A S H B A C K

He didn’t show up, it was one of her most powerful and personal performances and he wasn’t there. Never had a show meant so much to her, so much so that she broke down in the middle of the performance, which only garnered cheers from the crowd. It was so realistic! Maybe that was because the story she told was that of her own, from the yelling, the breaking of glass, the way she was stripped almost bare bones right there on the stage. The one person she needed after that show, the one person who she could always rely on and count on, wasn’t there. So where was he? 

Roger’s place.

Lately it had been this way, him cancelling plans, him forgetting things, all because he was taking care of poor little Roger. But when she needed him most, when she was hurting and needed to be taken care of, he wasn’t there. And frankly, it broke her heart in ways that the ex she had talked of tonight never had. The lonliness was filling her chest, she could feel she was losing him, but she didn’t want to let him go in fear of losing him forever. So after she finished up the show, where she met a very nice girl named Joanne which was at least something good that came out of her misery for the evening, she made her way to Roger’s place. It wasn’t hard getting in, Mark gave her a spare key, and she found her boyfriend curled up on the floor asleep. Sleeping while she had been calling him, asking where he was as she paced on the side of the stage waiting for the show to start before saying fuck it and going on. The show must go on right?

Standing over him for a moment, she felt the tears in her eyes as she remembered the night, how if he was there maybe he would understand her better....yet he was here fighting Roger’s demons and not her’s, and it hurt. With a small nudge of her foot, she hit him lightly as she whispered, “Mark, wake up.” Through a strained voice, a mixture of anger, lonliness, and sadness mixing in the depth of her chest as she shook her head, “Where the fuck were you? I called you so many times, and you’re just here...I needed you there tonight!”

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MAUREEN will be open for the following memes:

spots to kiss, nonverbal, emergency fluff, late-night self reflect, mood boards

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walkingmxuth‌:

Joanne wasn’t avoiding Maureen and Mark, necessarily. If she spent longer nights at the office, that was her own prerogative and, it wasn’t exactly difficult. They lived in different buildings and… well, sometimes if Joanne thought she saw that familiar head of raven hair, maybe she ducked around a corner a little too fast. She had gone off at the party and part of her was still angry, still under the assumption that Maureen was playing her for the fool that she was– but the other part of her still missed Maureen and she knew that even seeing the girl would make her feel weak. It wasn’t until she nearly collided with the other girl that they actually crossed paths and Joanne found her heart lodged in her throat. How easy would it be to close the distance and take Maureen into her arms? How easy would it be to just forgive her for everything?

“I don’t know if I can do this right now,” she forced herself to say, the words feeling foreign despite her own voice carrying them to her ears.

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THE PAIN OF JOANNE yelling at her at the party still lingered in her chest, but she’d done what she did best, found comfort in others to distract herself of the way she really felt. it was like she was tried, something ruined it, and seeing joanne flirting with other women just cut her so deep that she didn’t even want to deal with it anymore. so, she busied herself in other’s beds and with work, which was going so well...too bad she didn’t have anyone to celebrate it with that would actually get it the way her ex would. typing away an email on her phone, she collided with a body and looked up to see joanne right there.

THE WORDS from her made maureen take several steps back, raising her hands as she nodded, “you don’t have to, trust me.” the raven-haired girl muttered as she straightened her shoulders, tossing her locks over her shoulder before giving her a curt smile and moving past her. 

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havencfear‌:

He rolled his eyes again, erasing notes on the page in front of him as he tried his best to block her out. Instead of giving a decent response, he just gave her a grunt, back to singularly focused on his song. He’d fully intended on just blocking her out and ignoring her presence in their apartment as a whole, but then she spoke again and he grit his teeth, looking over at her. “ Y’know what, fuck you, Maureen. You don’t get to break into our fucking apartment and then be a complete bitch. I’m so sorry that my struggle with addiction is an inconvience for you, and I’m already beating myself up enough for what happened to Mark, so fucking shut it, alright? I don’t need your goddamn snide comments. I know I fucked up. ” He had a dark look on his face as he spoke, and it was the truth: he knew he’d fucked up, but this was between him and Mark. He watched as she moved to the kitchen, scowling still. “ Don’t touch my chocolate. ”

“NO, FUCK Y O U ROGER.” she finally spat out right back at him, voice sharp and full of venom, eyes narrowed at him. over the years, she had repressed her distaste for him because she knew that there were some great qualities in the musician, but there would always be a hostile feeling harbored in her when it came to roger davis. the way there was this unmoveable wedge between her and mark due to him and his addictions, it never went away, instead it was buried deep in her mind. “maybe fucking try to get better instead of making mark fucking babysit you every day worry about if poor little roger davis is going to have a slip up all over again....” pausing, she caught something about what he did to mark, and she knitted her brows together, “you did slip up again didn’t you?” marueen breathed out, tossing her hands up before she turned when he said not to touch his chocolate, and if anyone knew maureen (as roger did) he should’ve known to tell her NOT to do something only spurred her to want to do it more. so, without a second, she grabbed the chocolate and dropped it to the ground with a stomp of her boot onto it. she was furious as she grinded the sole of her shoe into the sweets before walking over to him, “you got mark into it, didn’t you? i fucking swear to GOD roger, this is a fucking joke at this point. this is PATHETIC.”

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SHE KNOWS DOING THIS may be wrong, but all she ever wanted from mark was that look in his eyes, that look he was giving her right now like she was all he ever wanted or needed. many nights she laid in wake, wondering if he thought about her, if he cared what she was doing or what she was up to. it was undeniable that she missed him more than she could ever express tih words, but she could certainly express it in the way she guided him closer and closer into her web. she wanted his hands all over her body, grabbing at her in want, to give her the validation that she was important to him in ways that others couldn’t be. 

AND THE FACT that he hadn’t left just yet reminds her that she just might be worth his attention for the evening, he wouldn’t have stayed if he didn’t want her, mark was a smart guy and always had been. he knew where this was leading, even if he didn’t admit it to himself, and she took that and ran for the hills with it. the minute her lips captured his, hands sliding to the back of his neck to pull him in deeper and deeper, she could feel the familiar heat spreading through her body. their sexual chemistry had always been one of the things she really loved about their connection, and it was bubbling back to the surface and overflowing in memory.

WITH HER FISTS balled up in his shirt, she’s pulling him back as she messily steps towards her bed, feeling light-headed in the best way possible as he breaks the kiss for a moment. his hands gripping her hips tingling and igniting the whole area, maureen feels his gaze lock on hers in the dark of her room, his face lit by the cracks of moonlight through the blinds. the question holds several meanings, and she ignores all logic as she presses a kiss to the corner of his lips, down the sharp curve of his jaw and along the slope of his neck. “please...” she murmured under his ear, pulling back with a slow nod as she gazes up to him with wide eyes, a mix of lust and begging shining through before she takes his hands to slide them up her body slowly.

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chxsingdreamers‌:

Dancing with Maureen brought a lot of emotions back, all of which led Joanne to one conclusion. She didn’t think she could ever be happy with anyone but the woman in her arms. She pulled Maureen close as they danced, hands always lingering somewhere– her waist, her hips, really wherever Joanne could get her hands. It was too much and yet not enough all at the same time, Maureen’s body pressed against hers and though they hardly moved from the spot that they were at, Joanne worked up quite a sweat. The song was over and Joanne knew she could keep dancing like this all night if it meant she’d get to hold Maureen again. The other leaned her head back and Joanne leaned in a little further, her lips pulling back as she found herself referencing a near forgotten protest from so many years ago. “Parched.”

SHE’S COMPLETELY UNABLE to hide the huge grin on her face at joanne’s remark, a reminder of a protest back in new york, back when they were so deep in love. her eyes scan the girl’s face for a moment, so close that she could count the lashes on her mesmerizing hues, teeth sinking into her bottom lip. she didn’t want to leave the warm embrace of joanne’s arms around her, and she turned so that she was facing her still as close as before. hands sliding up the taller woman back to linger along the back of her neck and pulling her close, “i’ll go grab us some drinks.” she teased with her lips practically ghosting her ex’s, pushing up on her toes with a smirk to nudge her nose to joanne’s before smirking and slipping away.

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stvrcrcssed‌:

even from across the bar, mimi can tell she likes maureen’s vibes, shaking her head in amusement when men are turned away.  “well, it’s still early,” she said even though it was past midnight, “and we’re gonna end up at your place either way so… tour first or after?”  even with the nerves, mimi was bold, almost brash at times, and never apologizes for it.  moving away from the bar and out into the cool evening air, the sound of the club is muffled once the door shut behind them and mimi immediately takes out a joint, lighting it as they walk.  “so what’s your story?”

IF THERE WAS ONE thing she couldn’t stand, it was creepy guys are bars trying to hit on women who clearly weren’t interested, so she’d gotten the bitchy stare and remark down to a perfect delivery. “your right, still trying to get use to this bullshit time change.” maureen admitted before smirking a bit as mimi confirmed the night would end at her place, and she hummed a bit, “we could always go on a nice little walk in the dark, make things real interesting, my place isn’t all that far anyways.” she confirmed as they strolled out the door, cool night breeze welcomed on her skin, “moved here after traveling the world a bit, but i’m technically from new york city.” maureen explained as she shrugged her shoulders, “i was a protest performer in the city, now i work for a record label out here to help new artists find their vibe.”

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chxsingdreamers‌:

Joanne wasn’t sure what was going through Maureen’s mind, but as a woman who prided herself in knowing the unknown– she found she almost never did. Maureen was a mystery and that was part of the appeal, but even more than that, she was a woman who’s mind went beyond what normal people’s minds could go. When Maureen dreamed, she dreamed big. When she loved, she loved with all of her heart. She would always be that woman with untouchable thoughts and inescapable feelings and Joanne… was okay with that. Especially when it felt so right to be pressed together like they were. “Good,” she said, her voice only loud enough that Maureen would still be able to hear her over the music. She allowed Maureen to lead the way to the middle of what posed currently as a dance floor, her arms settling easily around Maureen’s neck as their bodies pressed flush together, the smile never leaving her face. She had missed this.

SOMETHING ABOUT THE way joanne looked at her like she was this rare, unreal human being and she was in awe of her...it made her heart beat a little faster. mark looked at her in a similar way, but there was something so much more powerful behind this woman’s stare and she was always left weak in the knees for the attention of the brilliant lawyer before her. when she left joanne, the only person she ever let entirely in, it was one of the hardest goodbyes she’d ever had. at the end of the day, she knew she wasn’t worthy of the woman’s love, but god that didn’t make her want it any less. out on the dance floor, she smiled softly as she swayed her hips to the music as she looked up at the girl who towered over her, “i missed this.” it was always hard dragging joanne out to clubs, but when she did, they always had a good time if maureen behaved herself. her body moved to the beat, smirking a bit as she turned around to press her back to chest and sway her hips playfully back against her with a laugh. sooner than she wanted, the song ended and she sighed leaning her head back to whisper near joanne’s ear, “thirsty?”

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musicplaying‌:

Roger rolled his eyes at her dramatics as she forced her way into the apartment, letting the door hang open while he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. “ Fuck, don’t bite my head off. I didn’t even say anything, I was making an observation. You used to do the same shit to me. ” He really wasn’t in the mood to deal with her today, but it seemed like he didn’t have a choice in that matter at this point. Once upon a time, they’d had a decent relationship – it was never great, but they were friends, something he’d never admit to missing to anyone but himself. Pushing off the wall, he moved back over to where his guitar was sitting on the couch ( which doubled as his bed ) and picked the pencil up off the table. “ You can try and check on him, but like I said, he isn’t here. You’ll have to go find him if you wanna talk to him. ” He didn’t want to bother giving her his side of the story; knowing her, she’d already formed her judgements and they wouldn’t change no matter what he said, and he’d already been beating himself up over this shit long enough. Just because Mark went and cried to Maureen didn’t mean he had to confess shit to her. 

IF ANYONE SHOULD’VE been used to her dramatics, it was roger, and while she wanted to bite his head off most of the time...she’d also had some good times with him before everything went to shit. there was always going to be a bit of resentment towards him, an inner fear that mark would never care about her as much as he did roger. deep down, she really did blame the man in front of her for making her break mark’s heart, constantly hogging the attention and taking it away from her. “yeah, back before things went to shit.” maureen informed him, looking around the space before raising a brow to him when he moved to the couch, arms crossing over her chest as she shot him a smirk, “you know, i really don’t have much to do anyway, i think i’ll wait right here for him.” she told roger as she glared at him, before shaking her head as she wasn’t granted with a confession just yet but there was something being hidden from her so she went with it, “i just can’t believe you.” she scoffed out before going into the kitchen to try and find a snack, she wasn’t going anywhere any time soon.

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musicplaying‌:

He fought the urge to close the door in her face at the eye roll, keeping the door barely open enough for her to see into the apartment for no other reason than to be spiteful. She was the bane of his existance these days, and the fact that she was here even moreso an annoyance than she usually was. The marks on her neck ( no doubt from Mark and whoever else she’d managed to con into enjoying her presence ) made him roll his eyes, arms crossed. “ Looks like someone went and had some fun. ” He commented. “ He’s fine, it was a small thing and he had no fuckin’ business telling you about it. ” He assumed she was here to check on her ‘ pooky ’ after the whole needle incident, and sure, Mark did have the right to tell her because it was his had that had gotten hurt, but he didn’t like that Maureen was showing up out of the blue. “ I’ll tell him you stopped by. ” He offered a fake smile, starting to close the door. 

THE DOOR WAS CRACKED, which only pissed her off, so without much of a warning, she shoved it open to invite herself in. roger might’ve had height on her, but she had strength on him, and she crossed her arms as her boots padded across the hardwood floor. glancing over her shoulder when he noted that she had some fun, she rolled her eyes as she turned to face him, hands firmly going to her hips, “bite me, roger. a girl is allowed to have all the fun she wants, and before you make a smart ass remark, keep it. i’m not in the mood.” and she clearly wasn’t the events of the party getting mixed reviews from her. although she pauses for a moment when roger began to defend himself, there was something going on, so she plays into it to figure out more information, “well he did, so unless you want to tell me your side of the story, i think i have every fucking right to check up on him.” and she thanked years of performing for coming up with something on the spot so quickly, brow quirked up at him.