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i’m not super active on max rn but i want to make it abundantly clear that racism, transphobia, whitewashing, and harassment will not be tolerated on this blog

#like fucking???? unbelievable

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slfsabotage​:

        he’s  been  caught  red  -  or  more  appropriately,  blue  -  handed.  spray  can  in  hand  and  a  brightly  colored  art  piece  on  the  side  of  an  abandoned  building.  can  hides  behind  his  back  as  he  puts  his  free  hand  in  the  air.  ❛  promise  i  wasn’t  doing  anything.  ❜  he’s  never  been  a  very  good  liar.  

open  starter  !

       max  frowns,  unimpressed  with  this  guy's  lame  defense. ‘ you  know, ’  she  says,  ‘ i  don't  think  the  cops  are  gonna  buy  that. ’  red  hair  fans  out  a  little  as  she  leans  to  the  side,  the  spray  paint  can  partially  visible  behind  his  back  if  she  just  adjusts  how  she's  standing.  still––  max  has  never  seen  anyone  doing  graffiti  in  hawkins;  that  alone  merits  a  little  further  conversation. ‘ what're  you  painting? ’

#if theres one thing about max its that she WILL be rude to men she doesnt know rbgeiubreiu #and i would like to apologize for it bleeding into the narration girbegiu #slfsabotage #; threads

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nctnine​:

@goddealt​ asked:

❛ what are you listening to? ❜

glancing up from where he’s resting, jonathan’s sight is light up by max mayfield‘s burning hair. not exactly burning, he corrects himself internally, more like the shiny orange of a sunset. he must have left the door open — not that he minded max much. out of will’s bunch of friends, max stands out with wit, charisma and maturity beyond her age. something that only comes from a specific upbringing.

“ bowie, ” jonathan sits up and welcomes max to his room. he hands her the cassette box of the mixtape, on which lists all the tracks. always crashing in the same car plays in the background, singing about a topic too sensitive for a kid like her.

there’s a small silence between them. maybe she is just paying attention to the lyrics. when the song ends, he scratches his neck and asks, “ do you like it? ”

its gotten better. max knows that, she’s grateful for that. but sometimes the party still manages to do a good job of excluding her. they don’t mean to–– at least, she’s pretty sure they don’t, anymore. but if their idea of fun is max sitting there watching them play dnd, she figures she’s better off reading comics in the byers’ living room. but as she’s sitting there, music like she’s never heard comes drifting in from down the hallway. it’s interesting–– nothing like the angry, thrashing kind of music billy listens to. and she can admit, sometimes that music is cool, but...

this kind of sounds like flying, or outer space. she’s not really sure what makes her ask–– she doesn’t really know jonathan at all. but the curiosity is too much.

 “oh, really?” she’s surprised by his answer. max has heard david bowie before, but she can’t remember anything that sounded quite like this. “yeah,” she says, still turning the song over in her mind, “it’s really cool. really different.”

#i dont know if the byers have a basement but lets? say they do rbgiubreegi #god also low??? the TASTE #this is really sweet im crying ????? #i figured this could be between s2 and s3 maybe? #max is like well the party stopped bullying me but now they're trying to make me play dnd #nctnine #; threads #thank you for being so patient! <33

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fromel​:

The hug lasts for what feels like hours. And Jane won’t let go for the world. The fact that she could have lost Max, that she had, if only for the briefest moment, she didn’t know what else she could do. Jane had already lost so many people, all because of her. Just the thought of it has her sobbing again. “ I can’t leave you. Not again. Not after what he did to you. ”

Max would be content to go on hugging El forever. Finally, some comfort, something good–– the friend she’s needed all year. She tightens her hold when she feels El sobbing, and shakes her head vigorously. “You didn’t leave me,” she says, even if she doesn’t believe it. But it wasn’t El’s fault that they had to move. Hell, if Max could have gotten out of Hawkins with them, she’s pretty sure she would have gone in a heartbeat. “El, it wasn’t your fault.” El doesn’t say it, but Max knows her–– she feels guilty. 

#hi oh man im sorry this took SO long to get to #i lost muse for max a little but shes Very back #fromel #; threads

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sorry yall the add meds wore off and now its midnight i need to sleep

#eye strain / #big image / #i wanted to keep doing replies but my brain said actually what if you cant think straight.... that would be fun #; ooc #IM GOOD IM VERY OKAY #just sleeby and distracted

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henlo pls know i did not forget max she is still my baby and i love her so much

#i finished runaway max a few days ago and like #it was validating i think #; ooc #im gonna try to track down all the replies i owe! #i say as if i dont have a fuckton on my multi lol

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i wanna make a promo for my multi but if i do it will be.... so ugly jerbgiurbqe

#; ooc #and i mean it like i use pixlr!!!! rebgiure

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fromel​:

@goddealt​ said ❛  please don’t cry.  ❜

“ I can’t help it, ” Jane sniffles, laughing through her tears. “ This is the only way I’ve been able to see you and now that I’m talking to you right now… I can’t stop crying. ” She goes in to hug Max again, trying to relish the moment for as long as she possibly can.

“ Well if you’re crying, then I’m gonna cry! ” Max protests, pulling Jane into the tightest hug she can muster. And true to her word, she lets out a little gasping sob, tears beginning to run down her own cheeks. “ I missed you so much. It sucked without you here. ” Max hasn’t even begun to think about what this all means–– the fact that El can only see her inside her own mind. She knows that Vecna nearly killed her, knows that while her mind might still function, her body is barely hanging on–– she in the real world, she lies comatose in a hospital room.

#blood / #aaAAAHHHHH #st spoilers / #st 4 spoilers / #; threads #fromel #im so emo oh MAN

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sainthey​:

              there   is   no   necessity   to   it               at   all.         the   thought   of   making   max   work   for   the   right   to   be   here   makes   her   bristle      &      wonder,         not   for   the   first   time,         what   values   she   is   taught   at   home.         or   whether   the   lovely   girl   joyce   knows   is   a   creation   of   her   own,         blossomed   in   the   midst   of   too   much   terror.           “   you   can   do   the   dishes,         if   you   like.   ”            keep   her   comfortable      &      at   ease   in   the   recluse   she   so   desperately   sought   ;         &      if   doing   the   dishes   got   them   there,         so   be   it.        jonathan   wouldn’t   mind   passing   on   cleaning   duty   for   an   evening,         certainly.            “   but   dinner,         first.         grab   yourself   a   plate,         second   cabinet   from   the   right.         i   hope   you   like   stew.   ”

        max  nods,  reassured.   “  okay.  ”    and  as  an  afterthought,  “  thanks.  ”  she  still  feels  a  little  funny,  crashing  dinner  when  joyce  probably  wasn't  expecting  to  have  to  feed  an  extra  mouth,  but  she  nods  and  goes  to  the  cabinet  anyway.  “  stew  sounds  great,  ”   she  says,  padding  back  to  the  table  (  and  it   really  does  ) ,  “  thanks,  mrs. byers.  ”    it's  funnny,  max  normally  balks  at  authority;  a  byproduct  of  the  authoritarian  household  she's  been  living  in  for  so  long. but  she  feels  so  shy  around  the  people  she  affords  respect.  for  once,  she  actually  feels  like  a  kid;  feels  small,  protected.

#ugh i still gotta go iconless sob #sainthey #i must be strong lol #; threads #but also wtf im so soft i hate it here!!!!! #joyce is so good max loves her sm

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ok i need to do work catch me on disco

mike hanlon stan account#2016

#this is also me

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paliedin​:

❝    hey  ,  max  .    ❞    mike  does  his  best  to  keep  his  voice  light  ,  err  of  the  side  of  comforting  .    max  is  on  edge  .    even  someone  as  oblivious  as  him  could  see  it  ,  could  understand  .    she  was  braver  than  him  ,  maybe  braver  than  all  of  them  combined    (  &  maybe  bravery  isn’t  a  virtue  ,  but  a  curse  to  be  bore  like  a  chain  around  one’s  neck  )  ,  but  she  was  only  human  .    she  was  only  one  girl  .    mike  steps  closer  to  the  edge  of  the  hospital  bed  ,    ❝    i  brought  some  food  .    figured  you’d  be  sick  to  your  stomach  of  this  hospital  shit  by  now  .    ❞

      max relaxes as soon as she hears mike’s voice, slowly settling back into her bed. the smile she offers him is a little hollow, but it’s all she can muster right now.  ❝    hey.    ❞  ...good. this is good, someone good is here. losing her sight would have been hard enough without all this, but max can’t help but feel unsafe. she’s got one less way to protect herself against vecna now, one less warning system for when everything inevitably goes to shit. but from what lucas has told her, vecna is out of commission for a while. it’s not exactly the best news but it’s enough. it has to be. for now, she needs to focus on getting better. ( a lot of people have been telling her that, and she appreciates the sentiment, but she also can’t help but think that she can’t exactly make her bones heal with the power of positive thinking. ) normally, max isn’t optimistic about anyone’s ability to cheer her up–– but when mike says ‘i brought some food,’ she breaks into a grin. ❝   shut up, no you didn’t. oh my god, what is it?   ❞

#oh i just almost made myself cry #i just think mike is the first person to think of food idk #food ment / #paliedin #sunny wtf this took mee out actually #; threads #st spoilers / #st 4 spoilers /

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ok ok i need to go to bed bgiuerbgi

#; ooc #i have plans tomorrow and they start p close to 8 hours sleep from now so

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@sainthey liked for a thing!

Will had told Max that Joyce wanted to stop by and check on her. Ordinarily, she would have tried not to cry, but given everything that’s happened, she’d let it happen. She loves her mom, really she does. But Joyce has always represented a stability that Susan never quite got the hang of. So no, Joyce isn’t her mom, but Max can’t help feeling just a little bit safer when Joyce enters the room. “Hi Mrs. Byers,” Max says softly, assuming it is Joyce and not one of the nurses.

#temporarily iconless #sainthey #sainthey ; joyce #im emo!!!! man #hhhhh #anyway this is perfect thank you for liking : #oh i was gonna do a crying emoji but commas #rip #oh wait!! :'( #there #st spoilers / #st spoilers #st 4 spoilers / #st 4 spoilers

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@wytchseen liked for a thing!

max fidgets in her hospital bed–– it’s not that she isn’t grateful to sam for coming here, it’s just... she thought she’d be more ready to hear about it. about vecna, the upside down, whatever the hell is happening to hawkins. but if there’s more to know, max needs to be ready. she’s working with a whole slew of setbacks now–– her whole life has been upended. she has to learn to navigate the world all over again, without her sight, without the strength she used to feel. no matter how scary it is, max will take anything that might make her stronger. “so... they said you, like... saw something? that you...” she swallows. “you were with vecna too.”

#temporarily iconless #wytchseen #; threads #yayyyy shared/similar trauma #st spoilers / #st 4 spoilers / #st spoilers #st 4 spoilers

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@robinbckley liked for a thing!

“i heard you guys kicked some wrinkly ass,” max says when she hears robin walk in. well–– it’s probably robin, anyway. the nurse on duty, carla, had come in and asked if she knew robin buckley. she supposes she doesn’t actually know the girl all that well, but she is definitely not saying no to any visitors. besides, robin is cool. and max wouldn’t mind hearing about vecna’s ass getting absolutely lit up. she’d woken up angry today, and as far as she can tell, angry is one of the better moods she can be in. it lights her up, makes her feel a little bit like her old self again. anything that keeps the hopelessness at bay, she’ll take.

#temporarily iconless #robinbckley #i hope this is ok!!! #max said today i am feeling spicy #st 4 spoilers #st 4 spoilers / #st spoilers / #st spoilers

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@paliedin liked for a thing!

    max shifts in her hospital bed when she hears the squeak of the door. “who’s there?” she asks, tone far more urgent than she’d like it to be. without her sight, she can’t help but feel that much more vulnerable–– coupled with the fact that she’s healing from four broken limbs, and still reeling from her second brush with vecna. but what else is new? they’re all fucked up now. she hopes that it’s someone from the party. one of the nurses had said something about a visitor today. she cranes her neck out of habit, turning her face towards the new arrival. if she can’t see, at least she can let them see her. if it’s that wrinkled freak or some government agent here to finish her off, then so be it.

#max vc; even my internal monologue is sarcastic it helps me cope <3 #temporarily iconless #paliedin #thank u for this i need mikemax friendship #; threads #st spoilers / #st 4 spoilers /

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post season four verse under the cut!

so i'm just gonna make it canon that max is blind because like it doesn't make sense for her not to be. this, coupled with the absolutely insane amount of trauma she's gone through, bodily and otherwise, mean she's unfortunately gonna backslide a lot in terms of her progress emotionally. she will put on a brave face sometimes, but others she is really in bad shape. i do think it's possible for her to "see" el if/when el visits her mind, and vecna will be able to conjure images for her if he ever goes into her mind again. i'm also really interested in the idea of her and will sharing some kind of link given that they both like? had very intense experiences with the upside down/adjacent parties lmao. but anything max sees is a result of like signals being sent to her brain by some force other than her eyes. your muse can and should visit her in the hospital, during pt, help her around town, etc!

#post s4 verse #just wanted to gather my thoughts