babe, there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you. there's something lonesome about you, something so wholesome about you.maebh o'brien agostinho
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at the sudden development of maebh’s history, mattie couldn’t help but chuckle. man, this was probably one of the biggest plot twists of the literal century, wasn’t it? safe to say, she was impressed, and yet… still couldn’t exactly wrap her head around the fact that she would just had gone and do something like that – good for her, that’s for sure, but matt, herself, would never be capable of doing such thing. maybe, if she was a vampire, and had lived for a long time, would change her mind about relationships, but now? yeah, it wasn’t an option, definitely. “— so, you’re basically saying that whenever people accuse me of being a fuckboy, again – i can just tell them that i’m not as bad as you were?” she’d eventually quip, somewhat teasing the other blonde, “i suppose we have time for that. granted, maybe not necessarily now, but i’m sure that whenever an ocassion arises, i’d be down to listen to whatever you gotta say, babe…” and with that snazzy send-off, she’d trail off. “try what, now? – stirring shit up in my own relationship? well, yeah… hate to break it to you, but that shitain’t gonna fly, you know?” she was quick to deflect, rejecting the idea of doing anything stupid when she was with clementine, “can’t possibly hurt my girlfriend – i’d rather not lose her, seeing as she’s the best i’ve ever had. quite someone special, that one.”
skepticism is one of maebh’s many, many traits. and if there’s one thing she’s grown pretty incapable of believing in over the years, that thing is love. or anything that resembles it. romantic love, at least. she still believes the love she feels for her children (despite them being long dead) and the affection she has for her friends (although she’ll never admit it willingly). but other than that? love is too rare to bother looking for it. “if that’s a good enough excuse for you, sure, feel free.” the vampire tells her shadowhunter pair. it is true - mattie isn’t as bad as maebh. in fact, mae wonders if madison is bad at all. you see, the woman right across from her babbles relentlessly about her stupid feelings for her stupid girlfriend, how terrible can she be? maebh fake gags as if she’s throwing up in her own mouth, covering it up with her hand. “okay, you’ve gone too far with you whole sapphic agenda, mate.” mae mocks, chuckling. “a big fucking sap you are... i wasn’t actually telling you to do that, though. i meant more like, stir shit up in the world? the whole... live recklessly thing, do whatever you want, yada, yada.” maebh shrugs. “we all get one life, right? so we might as well live it? although your life is kinda short, so maybe you should be careful. i don’t know.” the vampire contradicts herself then loses her entire point before she tries to get it back. “yolo. carpe diem. whatever it is.”
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“well, to me, he just sounded like a big pain in the ass,” good play on words, there, madison. you’ve earned yourself a metaphorical pat on the back. she’d never truly understood the need to marry someone, but then, she wasn’t really the biggest fan of any romantic gestures; she’d very much preffer to live in the now, focusing on her partner, and giving them all they’ve ever wanted, not looking any further past that, really. was it wrong? she didn’t know – but as far as she could tell, it was working just fine with her and her current girlfriend, so there was no complaining from the shadowhunter’s side, that’s for sure. “— i have a feeling that there’s more stories like that to come, so… why don’t we just sit down, in one, secluded place as i let you ramble on and on?” mattie suggested, flashing mae a grin, “beats the current telenovelas for me, def.”
maebh tilts her head, giving her friend’s (were they friends? maebh thought so) words a though. “hah, i wish i could say that without being unfair. he was actually sweet to leave me anything considering i was sleeping with his sister for most of our marriage’s duration.” the blonde vampire shruggs nonchalantly. when it was still recent, mae was somewhat still affected by her actions in one way or another, but the whole story is long gone and the involved long dead, so there is no point in having any sort of emotion about it anymore - good OR bad. “dude, i could go on like this for months on end, really. my fifth, and i need to say last, husband was the wildest ride, i could spend a whole month talking about him alone.” maebh admitted. it was true. after all, being the ‘wife’ of a gang leader in 1890s new york was one hell of an adventure. good thing she’s IMMORTAL. “no piece of fiction beats any vampire’s life, let me tell you that. our lives get so boring after some years that we can’t help but stir shit up. you should try it, it’s really fun.”
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“And then the bastard left me a baguette - literally wrote that in his freaking testament. I’m not really judging, I would’ve, too, but it was the 1830s, how petty was that for the time? He actually left me a baguette. He had the whole thing arranged and payed for at the bakery, he was so funny.” Maebh laughs as she tells the story, then shakes her head when she wraps it up. All accurate and that was one of the stories she would remember the very details of until her tiny heart was no more. Stuff like that you can’t really let go, for the humoristic value of it, if not for an emotional one. Mae had actually really liked the man despite their... turbulent and complex relationship. “So that’s how my fourth marriage went down. Exciting, innit?” // @mvtties
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Remember, I only let you in because you said you’re not into girls.
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text messages ; maebh & devon
Devon: kinky.
Devon: can't really promise you anything, tbh. i think it's about time i see you not looking your best, huh? that'd only be fair to me.
Devon: you're telling me as if i didn't know that!!! god, life sucked back then; still sucks now, but at least i am a hot vampire, so i win
Devon: death by boob sounds like the best way to kick the bucket, though. don't mind if i do........
Devon: you're still so fucking extra. i can't see myself looking for my al capone gun...... like, really
Maebh: as expected of me.
Maebh: even ugly version of me is beautiful. i’m a natural
Maebh: life sucks and surprisingly, it doesn’t get any better when you’re undead... but yes! at least we’re hot
Maebh: i wouldn’t have minded if i’d died back in the 1500s by touching a boob, though, it would’ve been a suitable death for me
Maebh: extra is my middle name, dude, i wouldn’t be able to cope if i didn’t have to chance to extra things up a bit
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Devon: shit, yeah, i keep forgetting you're that young...
Devon: they only care about your bling because it's money and nice to look at. not that you're not nice to look at, quite the opposite, but that's noT THE POINT
Devon: ...was it a...... /boob/onic plague, by any chance?
Devon: wait. hold your fucking horses there, debbie. you mean like, now? /now/ now?
Maebh: eat my ass, you stupid old skeleton
Maebh: i am even nicer to look at with my crown on, it’s a whole aesthetic eheheh ALSO when we go you have to promise not to laugh at the paitings of me
Maebh: they were the beauty standards at the time, okay? even if my head looked like a peach lmAO
Maebh: yes, i grabbed a boob and died. that’s the correct theory.
Maebh: no, dumbass.... sometime before they take it out of the exposition i guess
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Devon: that's an awful lot of exclamation marks there, buddy. it must mean it's a serious business.
Devon: i mean, i hate to break it to you babe, but history never gave two fucks about women, so there's that. there will probably be something like 'potato overdose' or idk 'died a certain death'....
Devon: it's not like i have better things to do, right?
Maebh: i’ve been trying to get this crap back for more than 470 years, no amount of exclamation points is enough to cover it
Maebh: true... unless they were princesses, then history gives 1/4 of a shit, which is apparently enough to loOK FOR MY FUCKJNF CROWN
Maebh: to be fair i did die a certain death...... they probably blamed it on a plague or something and have some bones at the museum that they swear it’s me
Maebh: nope, you don’t, and neither do i :) so we’re doing thisssss yeeeees
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Devon: WELL THAT'S TOO BAD. maybe next time...
Devon: so, what i got from it is that you want us to go to ireland to steal your crown without 1.) getting killed, 2.) making a mess? what are you going to say next? that you've possessed the ability to teleport and talk to aliens?
Devon: i'm in, though. definitely in, babe. ;)
Maebh: n1 is correct, so is n2 :) i just really don’t want those fuckers having it!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS MY SHINY CROWN
Maebh: BUT before we do we gonna check out the museum. i wanna know how close their theory is to what really happened to me ehehehe
Maebh: i’m glad i can count on you for it, babygirl ;)
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Devon: a big fan of that, gotta admit
Devon: and you want me to do something about it? you know i don't hurt people anymore, right???
Devon: ......who am i kidding? i do. what is it and where
Maebh: thank you, i try
Maebh: what no. no need for hurting, at least not if things so smoothly
Maebh: it a museum. they’re newest expo wing? the freaking lost prince and princess of ireland 😡
Maebh: fuckers got my fucking crown
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Devon: can you stop like, insulting yourself for a moment
Devon: idk, we can embrace the impending doom, or... finally die, or whatever......
Devon: but fine. what's up?
Maebh: no, it’s my kind of humor
Maebh: there’s people back in ireland who have something that belong to me
Maebh: i wanna get my shit back
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Devon: .........are you calling me old
Devon: just for that comment alone, i am tempted to never help you again, betsy
Maebh: that’s very rude for a walking corpse
Maebh: embrace your age woman. we’re old, what can we do
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Maebh: i need your elder expertise
Maebh: spill some knowledge
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i just spent almost two hours coming up with the unnecessary details of maebh’s 499 years of life....... so yeah, i’m pretty tired! i’ll be back tomorrow afternoon after my test!
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a chuckle escaped the blonde’s lips, sliding the free drink over the counter towards the other blonde. “ you have a choice to turn it down, but the question is, would you waste this opportunity? ” nina questioned, not minding whether there was answer or not. she looked at the other knowingly while sipping her drink. “ so what brings a lovely lady here? ”
“sure, i have a choice... but do i, really? call that alcoholism, if you want.” maebh threw the blonde a half-assed joke, not even making an effort to be funny or pleasant. the vampire took the drink and a sip from it, then licked her lips, humming. “well, apart from the clearly delicious drinks and delightful encounters i can have? uhm, let’s see... boredom, yeah. not much to do at home and nothing to do on the street, so. bar it is. my favorite activity nowadays.” she wasn’t telling a complete lie - she did, in fact, love going to the bar. but her favorite activity still wasn’t quite that.
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