#𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝗥𝐈𝐔𝐒𝗩𝐎𝐈𝐓: // change your taste in men. [ Elias & Maeve ]

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𝗥𝗘𝐈𝐈𝐆𝗡𝐎𝗡𝐌𝐄: // between the different shades of you.  [ Luke & Maeve ]

𝗥𝗘𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐈𝗕𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝗡𝐒: // a dangerous hope.  [ Hotch & Maeve ]

𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝗥𝐈𝐔𝐒𝗩𝐎𝐈𝐓: // change your taste in men.  [ Elias & Maeve ]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒: // but trauma is immortal and none of this is your fault.  [ Jami & Maeve ]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒: // but I keep coming back this must be serious.  [ Kiwi & Maeve ]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒: //  been in pain but not a quitter.  [ Savannah & Maeve ]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒: // the only thing sure from the start.  [ Jill & Maeve ]

𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗜𝗦𝗠: // remember the fire remember her face.  [ Carol & Maeve ]

𝗕𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗔𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: // all those wonders sit in wait.  [ Kurt & Maeve ]

𝐂𝐇𝐋𝗢𝗘𝗩𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑: // wake me up before I’m gone.  [ Chloe & Maeve ]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐆𝐀𝗭𝐄𝐑𝐒: // at my own funeral I don’t recognize myself anymore.  [ Xandra & Maeve ]

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓: // many moons of waiting on a steady sun.  [ Clara & Maeve ]

𝐘𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐄: // separation’s all that can save us love.  [ Spencer & Maeve ]

𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐈𝐒𝐌: // I need you to tell me I’m worthy.  [ Ray & Maeve ]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐏𝐀𝗦𝗧: // it's not the life you thought you'd live.  [ Peter & Maeve ]

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐀𝗧𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐒: // if you’re lonely can’t you speak love.  [ Felix & Maeve ]

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐍𝐀𝐌: // the touch of his hands were as cold as his eyes.  [ Bobby & Maeve ]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒: // it's like I heard your heartbeat call.  [ Bethany Elliott ]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒: // give my soul just to see your face.  [ Oliver Elliott ]

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝗗: // I'm a long way from home now.  [ Spencer & Maeve ]

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send "you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." to see my muse's reaction from @sicariusvoit

aren't compliments meant to make people happy?  or,  at the very least,  reassure people about something to do with themselves?  she's a clever thing:  so clever,  in fact,  that over the course of her life people have remarked on little else about her. sometimes it's too easy for even maeve to forget own existence outside of that - how years have passed, how she's no longer child at the back of lecture halls longing to be invisible so nobody might ever look at her again.

prettiest thing.  to him,  perhaps that's true.  she's certainly more thing than person to him, as most of the world has always been. another toy in a sandbox waiting to be buried.

"thank you. though I doubt your wife would appreciate that." he's not her friend, profiler can't show weakness or doubt, not when elias already knows he's under her skin. so for once there's no self deprecating humour, no trying to evade his gaze. "you've looked better."

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" you're in too deep this time " from @sicariusvoit

this time. that's where he's wrong, is it not?  because she has been in too deep since her first breath - from the moment she, small, unwanted, all too quiet, first came into this existence.  she has never blamed biological mother  (  just nineteen,  too young to want the lifetime burden of tiny doe eyed baby  )  for the choice to give her up,  though she has often in her weakest moments simply wondered...  who would she have been with a different nurture?  if instead of spending ten years bouncing between families, between rejections,  she'd ever been allowed one place and one identity.

finding a 'permanent' relative had certainly not worked out for him. for the lee he'd been, for the elias he'd been as carved into as he was possibly predisposed to be.

"I'm not very tall. plenty of things feel deep once I get in."  as always, it is dry,  not quite cutting but as dismissive as she can get.  she's always in too deep, always drowning, always utterly incapable of filling her lungs enough to scream.  it's odd to see him outside of cell - to be on BAU jet, only breaths away from the others.  "luckily I'm a good swimmer.  or is that a remark about my perceived frailty?"

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𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑯 𝒐𝒓 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑺

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 " 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 “ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 .

it's very much both. a battle between logic, between knowing better - and a battle with the broken parts of herself. "why does it matter?" she grits out all the same, "both options end in handcuffs."