#thread: maeve

[sassa-fiske]

who: @maevedjae​ where: ollie’s dorm party when: spin the bottle

She had to have the shittiest luck of all time. Not only was she just forced to endure seven minutes with Mitch of all people, but now she spun the other Morrison - or whatever, having a different last name didn’t excuse you from being part of that family - and was shutting herself in a bathroom with Maeve? That bottle had a sick sense of humor, Sassa could say that much. 

The door clicked closed behind them, Sassa sighing as she turned around to face the redhead, Maeve was...fine, for the most part, but she was a reminder of how high school had been for her, of the cousin who had been nothing less than a bully. Not that Sassa had ever gotten bullied as much as Maeve allegedly had - or a lot of people, honestly - but sometimes being invisible had felt even worse. “I suppose I should be glad that Greer isn’t here or I’d definitely spin her next,” Sassa said with a scrunch of her nose, if only to break the awkwardness.

[crvmsdecorum]

OPEN TO: all (pre - dinner) @crimsonstarters​

Things tonight were a complete mess for Maeve. When arriving to the gala she only had to put up with only that of her boyfriend’s or ex’s bullshit, but now? She had to find herself coming back down from a panic attack. Everything she buried deep down all those years ago came rushing back up to Maeve. The carnage, the screams she’ll never forget -- all of it. She did her best to keep herself together and escorted herself to the least occupied part of the room. Maeve couldn’t leave yet since she was determined to get more business for the clinic. She quickly wipes away an escaping tear as she heard someone call out behind her. 

Not registering whose voice it was, Maeve turns around to face them. “I’m fine.” She forces a small smile on her face. “Is something wrong?” 

[crvmsdecorum]

OPEN TO: Anyone

LOCATION: Hospital

It felt like days has passed since the event and Maeve getting shot. She knew what she was taking the shot for and why it deemed worth it, it still hurt like hell. In all honesty she was happy Kiera wasn’t there when the firing happened and knew even if she was, Maeve would lay down her life in protecting her daughter. The firing of those guns, the explosions, and screaming civilians instantly reminded Maeve of the war she fought overseas. Despite being a trauma nurse she still saw a lot of carnage of the front line and it was something she never wanted to see again. It shook her to the core that this kind of ordeal was happening in her country. 

Feeling finally at ease to rest her eyes, she did, but to only regret. 

‘Aren’t you a pretty little thing?’ whispered the enemy soldier to a trauma nurse that noticed a presence in her room. The fear rose in her and caused the woman to react against this. Her eyes shot open and her hand flew out from under her pillow to reveal a knife she was given by a comrade of her’s. In one single second she ended the life of an enemy. 

In reality though the woman was tossing and turning in her bed and becoming at an unease once again from this nightmare as it shifted to the festival. The carnage becoming identical to the one she too witnessed as a soldier. The distress of all of this put her body on alert and gripped the scalpel she had hidden under her pillow. 

Maeve’s eyes shot open when her body screamed a presence in her dark hospital room. Sweat beaded down her forehead and the blonde hair clung to her neck. She gripped the hidden scalpel tight as her eyes fixated on the figure in the door way. “H- ...Hello?” 

@crimsonstarters​

[crvmsdecorum]

OPEN TO: Liam @crimsxnsins​

LOCATION: Liam’s apartment

It didn’t take Maeve long to get herself a babysitter after Liam had texted her to meet him at his place. Even though the Irishman told her it was nothing bad, she couldn’t help it and feel a nasty pit in her stomach. She always have been an over thinker and sometimes it would result in her anxiety fucking her over. Though the woman’s gut also told her it really was something good which resulted in the blonde to quickly shower and wear on something cute but casual. She even put on a little bit of make to add more points to the cute meter. This feeling, this crush she had on Liam effected her as if they were in high school because that man made her nervous in a way good. It had been forever almost to the woman what it felt like and she didn’t want to get out of it anytime soon.

Parking her car, Maeve added a light coat of strawberry flavored lip balm and walked into the building. Every step she took just made her nerves go even more crazy, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering away and knees? They threatened to give out on her. Standing now in front of Liam’s door, Maeve quickly acted and took her blonde locks out of his messy bun to frame her face. Thinking she looks the best she could be she knocked on the door three times gently. 

The butterflies fluttered even more when the door opened up to reveal HIS face. “Hey stranger.” 

[crvmsdecorum]

Open to: @crimsxnsins​ ( Liam )

Location: Java Addicts

Since sending that text to the Irishman, the veterinarian had been nervous and she didn’t know why. Maeve thought maybe it had the due with the fact she practically stuck her tongue down his throat at the bar. Now that is something you do not see Maeve O’Connell doing -- LOSE CONTROL. She leaves that little card for her younger sister, Aoife. When Liam had texted her he would like to meet up for coffee it made her even more nervous. 

And so there she sat at the coffee place. Maeve took up a small table over in the corner of the shop where she can have perfect view of all of the customers coming and going so when she saw Liam she put on a smile -- a smile to hide the nerves she felt. “I promise this isn’t an Irish coffee,” the veterinarian poorly joked as she motioned to the drink she held. “and I also promise not to shove my tongue down your throat this time.” 

Her cheeks began to become red at realizing what she had set about her tongue. This time?! Maeve thought to herself. This is why your single Mave. 

[crvmsdecorum]

Parenthood Shots

'Maeve, that man deserves to know he has a daughter. I know you want to protect her, but she needs her dad like you always needed me.' 

Those were the words that kept running in Maeve's mind. That conversation with her dad will forever imprinted in her for it was their last talk before Death came for him. The veterinarian knew he was right and couldn't deny Kiera without a father anymore. Thanks to her brother being a Detective, Maeve was able to know exactly where the father resided and it became the cause to why she moved to the windy city. The moment she arrived to Chicago the blonde had a rising of both fear and anxiety in her -- threatening to drown her in it. She feared of what he would say and her mind wondered at what he would exactly do. Would he attempt in taking away her little Lucky Charm? That’s what she called Kiera and it was pure luck of Maeve becoming pregnant. The fear built more in her as she thought about the father’s line of work and was the main factor why she didn’t reach out to him when learning of her pregnancy. Maeve did what she did to PROTECT Kiera, but the blonde knew her father was right: a daughter needs her father. 

When it became lunch time for the veterinarians at Paw’s Life, Maeve took a extended lunch break to go talk to him. If things went south she needed an excuse to leave and not look back. She stood before Skyfall’s Bar and found herself planted to the ground. Her body was frozen in place and honestly Maeve didn’t know what to do. She remained still even when the wind howled against her petite frame and caused a shiver to go up her spine. Scrubs can’t keep someone warm and the frozen veterinarian was living proof of that right now. She gripped the bag she had around her shoulder and her knuckles whitened from this action. As she did so the woman felt someone almost jam into her arm pit and breaks her gaze from the bar to look down: it was Kiera’s scrapbook. Maeve’s heart ached at seeing it. She was conflicted at what to do. Part of her wanted to be selfish like she has been these last few years and TURN BACK, but the morals she had due to her lineage wanted her to stand and face it -- continue being the daughter to be proud of to her deceased father. Taking a deep breath and looking forward the woman somehow found the strength in her to unplant her feet and move. 

Entering the building and taking the elevator to the floor the receptionist said a certain man would be on. As she stood in the metal confined of the elevator the blonde closed her eyes and could feel hear heart beating rapidly into her ears. “Please don’t be there.” the blonde chewed at her bottom lip and leaned against the wall. A soft ding echoed into the elevator, startling Maeve and causing her to pry away from the wall with her eyes shot open. Her heart dropped to the bottom of her heart as the doors opened to reveal the bar. The blonde avoided eye contact with anyone in there and did her best to find him. She knew she stuck out like a soar thumb dressed in scrubs, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was HIM. 

Seeing the back of a familiar head Maeve once again froze in place and gripped her bag once again. “Ola Lorenzo.” She spoke in gaeilge; she refused to speak in Italian despite it being their thing, but that was the past and this is now. “Is there somewhere you and I can talk?”

@crimsxnmuse​