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onscreenkisses · 10 months
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CALL ME KAT, 2x14 - “Call Me Cupid”
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jazzsonly · 7 months
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ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ
pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)
warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.
summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship
part two. (coming soon!)
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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.
you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.
"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.
"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.
was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.
"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.
"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.
“you know, communicate.”
"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.
"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.
"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.
"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.
"fuck, man."
fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."
you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.
"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.
"nah I got a bike."
maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.
you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,
"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.
"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"
"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.
you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.
"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—
"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.
"listen, I don't wanna argu—
"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.
"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.
"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."
"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.
"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.
"maddy—"
"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.
“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.
"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."
you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."
you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.
"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.
"stay."
"i just—
"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.
if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio
"please, baby."
you sigh, sitting back down.
━━━ 👩🏽‍💻
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cumulo-stratus · 11 days
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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months
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Max: I know where you all live
Y/N: oh really? And what’ll you do if you come (winks)
Max blushes…
Mike: just ask her out already!
Y/N: Max will you-
Max: yeah I’d love to
Mike: finally! Now please let me sleep. I got a shift at Freddy’s in a few hours
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Canon Sapphic Characters Tournament Round 3 (Bracket 3)
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euphoriastems · 2 years
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in maddy we trust🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️
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missmewts · 2 years
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friends//maddy perez
pairings; maddy perez, she/her reader
rating; pg-13
warnings; slight language, use of the f slur (uncensored), cassie being fake af, use of the r slur (censored), use of the d slur (censored), slight mention of masturbation, poorly written in like, 30 minutes
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“maddy, if i had a dick, i would fuck you.” you say. bb sat reclined on one of the armchairs in maddy’s room, one leg over he arm and the other spread away, a bottle of champage in her hand. “yoo, you ain’t a fag, are you?” kat hopped up from maddie’s bathroom counter, her eyes panicked. “i mean, it wouldn’t be a bad thing if you are.” she said quickly. bb nodded. “no shit.”
while you were still processing what happened, joint in hand, cassie crossed one of her perfect, slim legs over the other, leaning forward slightly into the makeup mirror, doing her eyeliner to mimick maddy’s. “i think the actual term is d.ke.” she said, using the nail on her pinky nail as a guideline. maddy sighed. “you all are r…..ed.” she sighed, relaxing on her bed and scrolling through her phone.
as you slowly got caught up, your eyes unfocused, you laid your head on maddy’s chest. her arm slithered beneath you, and came to rest on your shoulder, her fingers running through your hair. you noticed that goosebumps raised on your arms when her long, claw-like fingernails grazed your scalp. 
your hand ran up and down her bare stomach, her barely-there teeshirt just barely covering her tits, the bottoms still peaked out. your eyes ran down her velvet bell bottoms, a shade of purple to match the font on her shirt. her dark hair was pulled back into a bun, not quite neat but not quite messy. one of her pet peeves was her ability to never ever achieve a messy bun. you remembered that when nobody else did. you liked the look of gratitude she gave you every time you reached up to fix her hair when it held a bun.
“you wouldn’t need a dick, i would fuck you as you are.” maddy says, kissing your forehead. bb and kat left it, but cassie furrowed her eyebrows. you watched it in the mirror. “ew, maddy.” she said, going back to perfecting her cat eye. 
maddy lifted her head and lowered her phone onto her stomach. “what?” she said snarkily. cassie shook her head. “nothing. you just make everything so sexual all the time.”
maddy scoffed, sitting up. you groaned as your head slid off of her, raising your arm to keep the blunt from touching the sheets. “i make everything sexual? you’re the one who can’t stop talking about how her-“ kat made a loud noise, and the bickering ceased. “whatever.” cassie muttered, standing up and heading toward maddy’s closet. maddy laid back down, holding her arm out. you curled back into her, wrapping your arms around her waist.
another time this happened was the day after winter break came to a close. you, kat, bb, cassie and maddy were all hanging out at theo’s place, with permission from his parents. maddy floated on a lime green floatie, while theo, cassie, kat and bb played chicken fight. 
you steadily kept yourself afloat, your nose up being the only thing out of the water. maddy lifted her dark purple sunglasses to see you, watching as you made a slow beeline for her. she smiled at you when you straightened back up, resting your chin on her knee. her fingers found your hair, but she didnt run them through it because of her nails. you liked that you were the only one that could get her soft like this. you lifted your leg up, and placed it between maddy’s. she leaned to the opposite side of the floatation device, to even out the weight for you to get on. it rocked and dipped dangerously, but stayed afloat. eventually, with some effort, you were cuddled into maddy’s side, one leg ontop of hers, and one beneath, holding her thigh against you. her arm was wrapped around you, running over your shoulder. 
after a long game of cassie pretending to struggle against the young boy on bb’s shoulders, cassie dove off of kat and theo stood victorious. he turned around to make sure maddy saw, but she was preoccupied. her eyes were trained on you, and yours on her. soft eye contact that made both your stomachs flutter. theo sighed, before cupping his hands around his mouth. “maddy, i won!” he called. maddy looked over, and gave him a thumbs up. cassie wrung water from her hair, looking over. “seriously?” maddy squinted, sitting up slightly. not enough to disturb you, but enough for you to unwrap your arms from around her. “what?” she called back. “you give her all your attention. im still your fucking best friend!” kat cupped her hands over theo’s ears.
“suck a dick, attention whore,” maddy responded, before laying back down. you wrapped your arms around her again. and things went back to normal.
you knew maddy only saw you as a friend. a close friend and nothing more. but you couldnt help the thoughts that plague you at night, the thoughts of her loving you, just like you’ve always dreamed of. but it would never come true. maddy still loved nate. 
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g4zdtechtv · 7 days
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THE PILE PRESENTS: X-Play - Not Your Role Models | 4/23/12
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mikereads · 2 months
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Max and Caroline are the best godmommies Barbara could ask for.
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elkian · 5 months
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I've seen a lot of takes about the Hbomb video - here's a link; he's also done some similar works criticizing Allen Wakefield (accidentally instigated the prime anti-vax movement while trying to scam people) and Tommy Tallerico (similar vein to The Video, of plagiarism/credit theft).
I've also enjoyed some of his teardown videos, but my real favorites are his Why FNV Is Genius (and Here's Why) and Pathologic Is Genius (And Here's Why), which lead me to buying and playing (some of) Pathologic 2.
One thing worthy of note is that he specifically requests that nobody start a witch hunt over the subjects of his videos. He is an opinionated person and his righteous indignation is very entertaining, but I've never seen him seriously suggest people harass any real human beings. Suggestions to do so after watching the video have been made by the viewers and are explicitly condemned by Hbomb himself in the video. Just saying.
But more to the point is how he ends the video: he decides to cap it off with a reel of suggested viewing for people who create the kinds of things Somerton allegedly made himself, focusing on queer creators.
Here's the playlist linked in the video description:
I don't doubt other people have shared this already, but it hasn't crossed my dash, so I thought I'd give it a mention. It's a really nice way to end a video that, while focusing on informing the viewers and warning people of potential scammers essentially, does have a negative tone at times because he is, well, tearing into someone's monumental career of plagiarism.
The playlist links to videos by Alexander Avila (who was himself plagiarized by Somerton), Matt Baume, Lady Emily, verilybitchie, RickiHirsh, Shanspeare, Khadija Mbowe, hazel, Herby Revolus, Maggie Mae Fish, Kaz Rowe, Kat Blaque, Lily Alexandre, max teeth, drapetomania, Kameno -o, Lola Sebastian, Princess Weekers, CJ The X, Jennie Geist, Mia Mulder, Nick DiRamio, Sarah Z, Rowan Ellis, and finally Maven of the Eventide.
(I have chosen to spare my wrists and sanity by not hyperlinking those names because the playlist is literally right there.)
Fun facts: this list, which apparently also has nonbinary and trans artists on it, contains 0 names I am already familiar with. I don't spend a lot of time on Youtube outside of very specific needs, but this still makes for a good opportunity for me to familiarize myself with work from others in the community.
Anyways, I just think that's an extremely cool way to end a four-hour-video that, while extremely entertaining, is a bit of a down to watch and realize how easily extremely unmotivated people are stealing others' work and making bank off of it. That's all I had to say, goodnight.
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leosxrealm · 3 months
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002 — ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ
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★— pairing(s): Max Verstappen x Male! Leclerc! Reader
★— warning(s): none!! except google translated French and Dutch, and possible grammar mistakes
★— (a/n): once again, idk a lot about karting so... the reader's missing a few teeth bc he's 8, that's why it says somewhere that he has a gummy smile. and dialogues have intentional grammar mistakes bc they’re both kids who’re learning english.
★— character information | series masterlist
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08-11
"Max, right?" he hears the voice before he sees who says it.
You plop down next to him, shooting a smile his way. He just blinked at you, slightly confused as to who you were. You stare back at him, without saying anything. His eyes widen the slightest and you can see the exact moment he recognizes you.
"You're...vanaf die dag," he mumbles, more for him than you. His expression soon changes and you can't tell if he's confused or irritated or both. (...from that day.)
"Hm?" you tilt your head, not understanding what he said, but it seems like he had recognised you. Your innocent gesture reminded him of a small cat he had seen a few times around his mother's house in Belgium. He scowls at you, this time speaking in english, "What do you want?"
"Your name... Max, right?" you re-iterate your question from before. Max just looks at you. Genuinely confused, why the hell were you so adamant about talking to him?
"You are?" he asks a question of his own. you smile at him, maybe you are getting somewhere with him. "y/n," you say pointing to yourself just like you had a year ago.
He nods. Did this kid not know about stranger danger? Nevertheless, the least he could do was tell his name in return. "Max," he says, although you already seem to know his name. "Where from?" you question him, tilting your head once again.
"Netherlands," he shrugs, looking forward. You didn't think his behavior was rude, you were happy that at least he was indulging you this time. Maybe he was just in a bad mood the other day. Who knows?
"Where that?" you ask. He looks back at you, not knowing how to answer that, so he only says the only answer he could think of, "near Belgium."
He gets up and starts walking away before you could ask him where Belgium was. This time, you're left to watch his back as he walks up to an older man before the both of them leave together.
You leave them to their business, getting up to find one of your brothers to bother next.
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"Kat?" you jump at the sudden voice, dropping the ice cream you were eating. Eyes wide and mouth open in horror, you turn around to be face to face with Max?
You straighten up your back, quickly wiping your mouth to hide the evidence. Clearing your throat you ask him, "Why you here?"
He narrows his eyes slightly leaning over you (screw him and his tall ass) "Why are you hiding your ice - cream?"
"What? That not mine. I did not eat ice - cream?" you say, jumbling your words a little suspiciously too quickly. And Max, ever the smart, was quick to catch up on it. 
"You not allowed to eat ice cream." He says, not as a question but as a statement. "I'm a big boy! I do what I want!" you scoff turning your back on him. Now looking at the ice cream on the ground, a frown etched onto your face. 
You almost flinch when Max rests his hand on your shoulder. He slowly turns you around, a guilty feeling washing over him after seeing your sad expression. You looked ready to cry. "I will buy you new one," the words leave his mouth before he could even think. 
"Huh?" you look up at him, confused. "Wha-?"
"I'm sorry," he says fumbling with his fingers. He didn't know what else to do. He wasn't trying to scare you and make you drop your ice cream. So, he did the only thing that felt right to him. 
"Oh... It- It's okay," you try to refuse his offer but Max is already dragging you by your hand to the vendors. 
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"Which one?" Max asks, pointing toward the different popsicle options they had. "That one!" you exclaim in glee, looking up at him with a gummy smile. Max pulls out his wallet, taking out the last few bills he had in there. 
He looks back at you once again. You're taking the popsicle from the vendor. He heaves out a sigh, damn that smile. He gives the money to the vendor, walking out of the line for the others to order. 
He looks to his side, to you. You're excitedly tearing open the wrapper. He huffs out a breath, stuffing his hands in his pockets, walking next to you. It was worth it, he thinks.
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Max doesn't know where he is. The only one he knows here is you. "Come on!" you say taking his hand in yours. He did it before, surely he wouldn't mind if you held his hand, right? He doesn't pull back.
"Kat?" he questions as you drag him to a bench. 
"Kat?" you question, as you sit down next to him. "Uhh..." he mutters, trying to find words to explain it to you. "Kat?" he says, you tilt your head again. You shrug, not understanding him at all. 
He looks around him, before tapping your shoulder to grab your attention. "Kat!" he exclaims pointing to a girl wearing cat ears headband. You look to where he's pointing. You scrunch up your face and turn back to him. "I'm not girl!" you say angrily, angry that your new friend was calling you a girl. Girls have cooties, and you didn't! 
"Ha?" he lets out a confused noise, before understanding the situation. He shakes his head. "No no. that not- I meant-" he starts before giving up and using hand gestures to explain instead. He makes cat ears on top of his head using his fingers, similar to what the girl was wearing. Your mouth forms an "o" in understanding.
"Meow?" you question "Meow," he nods.
"Chat."
"Hm?" he turns to you. "Chat?" he questions, trying to say the way you had, failing miserably. You laugh at that. Before saying it again, this time slower. "C,h,a,t," he says, slowly, finally managing to get the pronunciation right. (pronounced- sha)
"What's chat?" he questions again. "Meow," you reply before going back to happily eating your popsicle. "What language?" he questions. "French!"  you say excitedly, happy to talk to your new friend. 
"You're French?" You shake your head, "No." He was really confused now, he doesn't know another country that speaks French. 
"Then?" 
"Monegasque! Fro- from Monaco," you reply with a big smile. Truth be told, Max had never heard of that country. He wasn't really interested in geography at the moment, too busy trying to make a career in motorsport. He makes a mental note to search for that country later.
He breaks out of his thoughts when he hears a squeal next to him and a body colliding with his. He looks down to see you hugging him. Before he could do anything about it, you push yourself away from him, holding up your ice cream stick to show him the words imprinted on it in bold letters.
ᴡ ɪ ɴ ɴ ᴇ ʀ, it read. You laugh, a toothy smile present on your face, "Free ice cream!" You hug him again, joy practically radiating out of you. Yup, spending his last bit of pocket money was worth it.
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(a/n): this was supposed to be chapter 3 or 4. but i had some trouble with ch- 2 so i decided to post this instead. school's been killing me and i haven't been able to write anything this week. next chapter will definitely be more interesting (hopefully) lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist :]
HC: max started learning more about geography bc of lil y/n
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fandomnerd9602 · 6 months
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Y/N: don’t do this to Mike or Abby
Max: but my dad’s-
Y/N: an idiot. Freddy Fazbear’s got a history and I don’t wanna lose you to it
Max: such as?
Y/N: haunted robots. But it’s just a theory really
Max: what the heck? Okay I won’t go
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bella-goths-wife · 3 months
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Again, no one cares but I’m bored so here’s who I envision when I reread my lost boys daughter au
This is just who envision, but it’s an x reader so lost boys daughter can look like whatever you want :)
Let me know if you see the vision and who you think suits it most
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