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soundprisms · 6 days
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This is such an old edit but I just remembered that I made this way back when I decided to fc Madeleine McGraw as cass
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soundprisms · 9 days
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✮ LET IT ONCE BE ME ✮ ​​
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✦ synopsis: in which max-ernest is finally picked first for once
⟡ content warnings: none just angst and comfort!
✦ word count: 554
✮⋆ a/n: i saw someone shipping cass and m-e and it felt like a crime (it is) so i'm here to remind y'all they're platonic besties!! basically sibings!! also tortured poets department core (the title) everyone go listen to it it's SO GOOD ⋆✮
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Max-Ernest was always picked last for dodgeball (is it really picked if you're the last one standing and there are not other options?), always without a lab partner, always doing group projects alone. Ever since he was a kid, he felt out of place. He wasn't like any of the other kids, or like of the adults. He wasn't like anyone he'd ever met. He wasn't much like anyone at all, really, and he knew it. It seemed like everyone else knew something he didn't, and that's why they just clicked with each other in ways he couldn't. Like they had a 6th sense he didn't. Or like they all conspired a prank against him and he'd never be let in on the joke. He couldn't comprehend other people's emotions. He couldn't figure out what made them cry. But he could figure out what made them laugh: comedy, so he resolved to make people like him by making them laugh.
It didn't work. Not really, anyway. They'd laugh at him, not with him. It took him a while to understand the difference.
Then he learned that people like magic, too, so he figured that maybe that's what would make people like him. The response was worse than the last time, and still he would look around at the blur of faces in his English classroom as desks and chairs were rearranged into work groups that he was not a part of and felt oddly alone.
He spent most of his life alone, locked in his rooms (whether at his mother's or father's half-house) practicing magic tricks or reading up on his various joke books or studying his new random hyperfixation, like his just-diagnosed dragon fruit allergy (even thought he'd never even come in contact with one) or Egyptian hieroglyphs, and still he never felt quite as alone as he did standing in front of his class, giving an oral report and looking out at a classroom of distracted classmates because no one really cared enough about him to pay attention.
Not alone, he realized one day. Lonely. He was oddly lonely.
He was standing in gym class. It felt cold now, as he looked anxiously at Cass and Amber, the appointed team captains, awaiting the dreadful feeling of being left for last at the mercy of whoever was unlucky enough to be sacked off with him.
There was a bit of arguing between Cass and Amber, so they were ordered to play rock-paper-scissors as a means to fairly choose who gets first pick. Cass won.
She stood there with an old, beat-up dodgeball in her hands, spinning it mindlessly. She barely looked around at her classmates long enough to properly weigh her options before she said, "Max-Ernest."
It almost made him jump. He was unused to actually being chosen that for a second he thought there was somehow a second Max-Ernest in their class.
"Me?" he choked out.
Cass rolled her eyes and bopped her head to the side, whipping her braids back over her shoulders. "Yes, you, Max-Ernest. Hurry up and get over here!"
"Oh . . ."
His cheeks went hot and red as he awkwardly walked over to Cass' team, but it felt nice that the gym wasn't so airlessly cold anymore.
For the first time in his life, he was someone's first pick.
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soundprisms · 9 days
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soundprisms · 29 days
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real max-ernest facts for real max-ernest fans
loves mayonnaise
nearly drowned in a jar of chocolate as a child
has never written a book
canonically straight
also canonically neurotypical
very good at telling jokes
huge fan of pop girl duo the skelton sisters
always writes his brother back
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soundprisms · 1 month
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Do people seriously think this?
The “intrusive narration” is what gave the Secret Series its charm, and downplaying it was one of the many reasons why the Bad Books just weren’t that good.
Honestly, it feels more like one Troper was salty about the Secret Series
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They did it again…
I bet you ten bucks that the same Troper wrote both sections
(not gonna check though, I don’t feel like it lol)
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soundprisms · 1 month
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new secret series oc. they always wear gloves just for shits and giggles (and bc they've got circulation issues) but people just keep presuming they're a member of the ms (including Actual Members Of The Ms) and they're just kind of like. okay whatever sure and go along with it
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soundprisms · 1 month
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"What about the bird in the other picture?" said Max-Ernest. "Maybe it's like the North-West South-East African Go Five Blocks and Turn Left Rainforest Parrot or something?" Yo-Yoji laughed. "That was kind of funny, dude." "Really?" Max-Ernest smiled, gratified.
and other underrated moments of friendship honestly
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soundprisms · 1 month
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life update i forgot to tell y’all about: im going by kiran now!
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soundprisms · 1 month
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okay looking back on this and i realized that the majority of people including probably raphael simon see max-ernest as white? so i tried to imagine a white person making this joke and. yeah it's a lot less funny and a lot more awkward
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okay maybe this is just a really tough crowd because this joke slays. like unironically. making fun of two of the dumbest things in modern times: the long history of orientalism in stage magic and stage magician's spaces, and new jersey
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soundprisms · 1 month
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do you guys think max-ernest sits criss cross in chairs
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soundprisms · 3 months
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im losing my fucking mind how did i only just now see this
for your consideration: transfem pb
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soundprisms · 3 months
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yurt gang
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soundprisms · 4 months
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WHY are some parents like “ooo we hate each other but we’re staying together for the kids” no no NO you’re fucking fighting and screaming at each other every day you’re traumatizing that fucking kid and making it worse
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soundprisms · 4 months
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whenever i feel down i just think about max-ernest forcing baby clay to watch citizen kane
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soundprisms · 4 months
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you never truly leave a fandom. some day down the road you’re gonna remember the blorbo you were obsessed with when you were ten and never recover the brainrot that’ll attack you out of nowhere
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soundprisms · 5 months
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transfem max-ernest has been invading my heart recently
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soundprisms · 5 months
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Fucking insane that you can just be like Hm I think I'll watch this tv show and then that's your personality forever. Ok cool thanks
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