#Maax

[zooliminology]

all your guys are so silly :] when are their birthdays because it should be everyday

Since we do not know how extraplanar entity life cycles work there is no telling when they were created or if they have a 'birth' date. However, I can release information on when each entity type was discovered.

Striders- February 23

Longlegs- August 14

Night Skies- May 1

Ghosts- September 2

Golbo- September 20

Fogwalkers- January 13

Spumes- April 28

Kytes- March 2

Maax- February 21

Sockwyrms- July 6

Light mimics- December 21

Princes- September 15

Queens- May 5

Miish- May 27

Sailors- November 19

[kristinemaebsnapshots]

📍Mary Grace Cafe MAAX

8.26.2018 | 📸 @kristinemaeb

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

anyways anybody wanna sit around and think abt this w me forever

[happywebdesign]

Pilo

[oiltorture]

Maax Power live at The Pouch, 9/24/22.

[thearchercore]

Hi! Thank you for everything you do for the lestappen community! I love hearing your opinions and thoughts on different lestappen topics/moments. You are definitely a pillar here on the lestappen tag!

I have a friend who I am trying to convince that lestappen is the superior ship over her preferred ship. Maybe you can help me convince her. Can you please give us your top 5 lestappen moments that made you fall in love with lestappen?

the inchident. - outdated? perhaps. but it's a classic. you can't call a classic outdated, that's like calling the godfather outdated. it's just simply a classic. though you need to give your friend context because it needs at least a bit of explaining to get the full experience. plus it regains relavance every other month since max emilian won't shut up about it.

the joint vegas interview - something was in the air, idk what. it was 7am in europe and i was getting my tyres changed so i had to experience it first hand at the bmw car service while fully sleep deprived. it was an experience. also you feel like they're just having a private conversation that you shouldn't be watching.

the sticker war video from abu dhabi. - banger video. no notes.

all austrias -- 2019 - the great unfollowing. 2022 - whatever they had going on. 2023 - that damn charles wink that got put in slow motion.

all their awkward moments - i think this compilation i made pretty much sums up just how awkward they were

bonus: silverstone 2021 - max got in a crash with lewis that was really dangerous, he got out of it with bruises and other smaller issues but when the race got red flagged charles immediately asks if maax is okay, then he mentions that the biggest victory of the day was that max was okay -- in the context, it was the peak of the lewis x max wdc battle tensions, at lewis' home race. max was quite disliked by some at the time so charles coming out and saying all that - while lewis did not - was a great moment for them

[localwhoore]

can you write a fic where the logan sergeant defenders are all drivers and noelle gets into a fist fight with logan?

DRIVERS ????

WARNING QND DISCLAIMERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

consented racism and unconsented ageism against noelle obviously under the cut

and also my opinions dont cancel me over this stupid shit tjanks 😁😁

red bull

goatifi

-> 2x wdc, clutched up AD21 and took the checkered flag 10 times (scoring an extra 250 points) and won the championship instead of max or lewis and caused outrage. also scored a redbull seat

max verstappen

-> DUDUDUDU MAX VERSTAPPEN DUDUDUDU MAAX VERSTAPPEN no seriously he won the championship by lap 1 😞

ferrari

fernando alonso

-> future 3x wdc, promising 43 yrold rookie future of f1 who is unfortunately unable to escape the torturous clutches of ferrari (finally wins a wdc for them too)

charles leclerc

-> is chained up and shackled at the bottom of ferrari HQ and fed cold soup and stale bread twice a week and cannot be released unless its race weekend. (inspired by the james vowles c.ai bot i got bored and talked to who had alex albon, who he called alaobono, in a cage for biting williams guests. also he crawled on all fours and threw chairs and printers)

mercedes

liyah amelia grace habibi afzal @foreveralbon

-> when f1 eventually brought sepang back onto the calendar, liyah was fighting for P1 a few laps in when her engineer mentioned sightseeing at KL’s twins towers (the petronas towers). this was a mistake as upon hearing those words, liyah was immediately inhabited by the spirit and earthly energies of her late uncle: muhammad hazam “ارهابي” omar afzal, who passed down his loving lifelong legacy to her via muscle memory and pure instinct aka going back to her roots. anyways, she flung her car towards a corner with banking and projectile launched herself at 346km/h over 60km distance between her and her goal over the span of a shocking 10 minutes and 24 seconds!!! liyah escaped the incident with little injury, but the same cannot be said for those inside the towers (towers as in plural because george russell flew past her into the 2nd tower shortly after). media had an absolute fucking field day

george russell

-> misses half his races to film ads for tommy hilfiger and marriot bonvoy. toto gets pissed and kicks him out of their sleepover party which makes george severely depressed but its ok cz he gets married to carmen in his fav hotel marriot w a british royalty themed wedding (hes dressed as princess diana)

mclaren

lando norris

-> 4x wdc, paid goatifi to take out max and asked oscar to pull a kmag in saudi and decimated a 1-2 at silver stone hip hip hooray also he got fucked into the monaco hairpin barriers and was injured permanently unable to grow a pedostache

oscar piastri

-> 999x wdc, boy oh boy where do i even begin. the loml, oscar piastri. you truly are my sunshine. my only sunshine. you make me happy when skies are gray. you’ll never know dearrrrr how much i looove youuu please dont takee my sunshine awaaaaayyyyyyyy pookie wookie aookie bookie cookie dookie eookue fookie gookie hookie iookie jookie kookie lookie mookie nookie oookie pookie quookie rookie sookie tookie uookie vookue wookue xookie yookie zookie

alphatauri

yuki tsunoda

-> 50x wdc. my goat 🐐 he beat daniel 23-1 and is a fucking LEGENDDDDDD MY GOAT TRRRRRAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOINTS AND YUKAMPIONSHIP LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO 🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶

liam lawson

-> he finally let his hair grow out so he doesnt look like a lesbian anymore cutie patootie finally got a seat 😜😜

aston martin

avis cloostefek @aviscarrentals

-> actively trying to seduce lawrence stroll for that bank cz shes kinda broke idk the f1 life pays her less rhan she thought???? regularly breaks into the VIP area and eats all rhe food in catering because shes pasty pale white and has no cuisine culture except crackers and unseasoned boiled chicken and a side of cheese soggy french fries

lance stroll

-> justice for lance guys his dad is being seduced by a pasty white woman with very bad very severe chronic culture-less behavioural tendencies 😞

alpine..

lea @vroomvroomcircuit

-> im sorry but someone had to be in the alpine and i picked u🥰 much love!! anyways one fine typical tuesday lea remembered that her teammate is french and her deeprooted german moustache man awakened and unleashed havoc upon the french demanding her right to the land of the baguettes and croissant to be reclaimed for the return of glory for the motherlandYAA deutschland 🇩🇪 NEIN DA FÜHRER SAUSAGE 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

pierre gasly

-> french ☹️

haas

althea noelle. @disneyprincemuke

-> 10x destructors championship. an antique and prehistoric primordial being in the form of a petite pinoy creature. it has devoted to the art of racing since the dawn of time. since day was night, night was day as the two parallels of each other blurred in a flourish and spectacle of a draped veil over the vast expanse known as the horizon, since the stars aligned side by side in the darkest of hours. she raced upon the lands of pangea, upon the tallest of mountains now reduced to stones and rubble that crumble under footsteps and blow with the breeze. throughout millennia, throughout the countless frigid winters and blistering summers as she watched empires rise and fell, civilisation bloom and prosper, tyrants dictate and rebels overthrow, dynasties rule and eras whirl past like the wind, akin to momentary blips as centuries compile into memories viewed back upon within seconds. the only divinity to harbour ancient knowledge lost to time and space, lost through endless bloodshed of war as humanity tore itself apart , screaming aggressive rage and agony from the inside as flesh ripped flesh as the steady drill of what could be known as time mercilessly marched on, and waited for none. the little beam of consciousness this dingus fostered within burnt bright bold as passion strove on as fuel for her little stature (shocking). also she has yet to score a point in f1 cz she keeps twinning logan sargeant and crashing out on the 1st lap. her nickname is turn one thea 💀💀💀

TLDR; noelle is old and hasnt scored in f1

kevin magnussen

-> https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSFGTu8tL/

stake kick balls sauber

zhou goatyu

-> 中国是第一！！周冠宇我爱你啊！！！请让祖国骄傲我们都支持你。周冠宇周冠宇！加油加油加油拿多分🗣️🗣️🗣️🥶🥶🥶

mclgf (now ur saubergf idk) @mclarengf

-> all hands on deck for the pitstops!!!! toby and newplayer are incharge of the tires and aria is ur race engineer turned reserve driver and tobys a development driver idfk bro 😭😭

williams

alex albon

-> james vowles character ai bot

logan sargeant

-> Oh Say, can you see By the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed At the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars Through the perilous fight O'er the ramparts we watched Were so gallantly, yeah, streaming? And the rockets' red glare The bombs bursting in air Gave proof through the night That our flag was still there O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave also twinning noelle loves crashing

safety car driver

me (i cant drive)

[onboardsorasora]

So excited that I finally found a way to participate in the Summer of Cum goodness!! Also! Moar Tennis AU!!

Part 1 | Part 10 | Part 12

Part 11 - Summer of Cum 2023 - Day 26 Come Marking

"Fuckfuckfuck!" Daniel cried out, hoarse. From his exuberant scream at the end of the match, and the endless media…and from the onslaught of pleasure Max had been subjecting him to since he stepped through the threshold of the apartment.

He was happy, overjoyed and oversensitive. But the way Max was fingering him so perfectly, he knew he wasn't going anywhere until his dick unloaded itself again.

Max was sucking him off as if it was his job, swallowing down Daniel's length and swirling his tongue around the shaft, pressing solidly along the veiny underside. Daniel distantly praised Max's multitasking ability because the fingers fucking into him wetly and nailing his prostate were doing the Lord's work. 

Daniel'd already come once; Max had honest to God yanked him into the apartment, pressed him against the door and swallowed his dick. The tennis pro had come not even ten minutes later. The combination of euphoria from his win, excitement that Max saw him win and then Max on his knees was just too much stimulation.

Max; his beautiful, incredibly sexy Max, had swallowed with a moan and then smirked up at his bleary eyed boyfriend. His red lips, swollen and more pronounced. Daniel had stroked his favoured freckle, smearing away the stray some that had hid it from his gaze.

Max had sucked Daniel's fingers into his mouth, maintaining eye contact while he slowly stroked Daniel's softening cock. Daniel opened his mouth to apologize but Max cut him off,

"Can you go again?"

"Probably, if you like give me a minute."

"What if I finger you?" Max eyed him innocently and Daniel's eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"Oh fuck." He whispered in reply. Max felt when his dick gave a twitch.

Easing himself to his feet, Max pulled Daniel along behind him through the living room to the main bedroom. They stripped quickly, clinging to each other.

"I'm proud of you, y'know?" He'd whispered in Daniel's ear before he licked the appendage.

"Yeah?" Daniel shuddered out, tilting his head for more.

"You look so fucking hot when you're focused. I almost fisted myself right then and there."

"Fuuh-" Daniel trailed off before making a grunting sound as Max pushed him to lay back on the bed.

"Your legs must be so tired, don't worry I'll take care of you." Was all Max offered before the only thing Daniel knew was the wet slide of his tongue everywhere. 

Max groaned a wordless noise as he thrust into the tight heat of Daniel's body. His head lolled forward, almost resting against his boyfriend's panting sternum. No matter how many times they did this, it always made him feel insane with want.

They were connected, he was in Daniel as far as he could go, but he still wanted more. Needed it. 

Hooking tired legs over his elbows, Max fucked into him deep. Daniel was a writhing mess beneath him, his eyes were squeezed shut. His back was arched and Max felt all of the uncontrollable twitching of his legs with every slide home.

"Max Maax." Daniel trembled into the night, cleaning out what was left of his voice. Fucking Daniel was a sensory treat and Max drank up every bit. 

Dropping one leg, Max gripped and stroked Daniel's leaking length, smirking at the accompanying clench on his own dick. Daniel was babbling nonsense now, a sure sign that his second orgasm was close. 

Daniel came with a cry, and a curse. Squeezing Max's dick deliciously as he spurted against his own chest and chin. Max pulled out quickly stroking himself the rest of the way to come with a groan over Daniel's chest as well, mixing their loads messily.

Daniel smiled at him tiredly from his spot on the bed, unable to move if he tried. Max smiled back, swirling his finger idly in their mess. Daniel watched him softly, as he coated his fingers and smeared their come along the ink on his thigh, first the envelope then the sailboat. Max's blue eyes glittered as the ink glistened darker like always. 

[picmimar]

yıllardır maax ingiliççe seviyem şuradadır

[slur-sayer]

Im Health maxxing not skinny maaxxing im gonna be so healthy and in love with life

[zooliminology]

Several entities migrate across the Far Plains. They are one of the few entity types known to have color variations, all of which being pictured within this photograph.

The newly-discovered wind turbines possess power lines. Researchers followed them to discover their origin points, but stopped after traveling 24 kilometers.

[kristinemaebsnapshots]

📍Mary Grace Cafe MAAX

8.26.2018 | 📸 @kristinemaeb

[sennaverstappen]

ty @boxenstopp 🥰🥰🥰

last thing i listened to? where is smiley by serani poji! myyy friend the smileeeeyyy 🥺🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰🥰

currently watching? literally watching redline stream rn. max looks SO pookie i feel sick‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

currently obsessed with? max. max. max? max. max. maax... maxmaxmaxmaxmax 💕💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

i tag @karlmarxverstappen @verstrapons and @yesboys-haha and @thetwelfthcrow🥺🥰

[happywebdesign]

https://architectuul.com/

[huhwhatmaybeidk]

Max? MaX?? MAAX???

"karl marx" alt timeline "also my guinea pig from my childhood who was enby" "pepsi wishes they were max thats why they have pepsi...

M A X"

magical goy

[siriuslysmoking]

Living in Devotion | 5

the year everything flipped upside down masterlist

—I've been lonely too long

Oh, I can't be so strong

Take the chance for romance

Take my heart

I need you so

There's no time I'll ever go—

– Modern Talking

When they pull in, the sun is long gone, darkness has surrounded them on their drive.

The house is on the lake, though it’s unkept and looks as if no one has lived there in a very long time. Steve pulls his keys out, killing the engine as they all slowly climb out of the car.

They all grab flash lights from Steve’s trunk then venturing to the front door, Dustin rings it but nothing happens, no lights turn on, no shuffling, no opening of the door. Dustin clicks it again and again and then rapidly clicks the doorbell.

“Okay, well that’s settled. Looks like he’s not here.” Steve murmurs.

“Eddie! It’s Dustin!” He shouts.

“Great.” Steve whispers. Alex sees Maax wandering off so she decides to follow her, they walk around the porch, shining their flashlight through the windows, they can hear Dustin continuously pushing the bell, yelling Eddie’s and Rick’s name, followed by a more quiet Steve telling him to not scream that.

“He could just be really high.” Dustin offers. “Is that a foot?”

“No, that’s a shoe.” Steve dismisses. Alex follows the flashlight to what’s ahead, it seems to be some type of shed, for storing boats and an enclosed dock.

“Hey, guys!” Max raises her voice, gathering the trio’s attention that’s still on the porch.

They closely make their way over to the shed, shining their light through the window. Making their way towards the cracked open door. “Hello?” Robin calls out, stepping inside. “Is anyone home?”

“He’s probably scared shitless.” Alex says, walking in herself. “Remember I didn’t talk for two weeks after Starcourt.”

The floorboards creak as the rest of the group walks in, Steve speaks next. “What a dump.”

There are things all over the place, ladders leant against the walls, a boat covered by a tarp, a table filled with food trash and beer cans, life jackets, basically anything you could never need was here. Things look as though they were thrown around carelessly, nothing having a home, like a junk drawer.

Alex watches as Steve grabs an oar from where it was mounted on the wall, slowly moving towards the boat under the tarp, and making Alex jump when he quickly jabs the oar onto the tarp, punchering the poor boat. He keeps hitting at it as Dustin looks at him, concerned. “What are you doing?”

“He might be in here.” He doesn't give up on his jabs, persiting, it reminds Alex of Dustin with the doorbell.

“T-take the tarp off.” Dustin motions to the boat.

“If you’re so brave.” Another jab. “You take the tarp off.”

Max and Robin are by the table as Dustin and Steve are on the other side by the boat. Alex stands in front of the boat by the water. She watches as the water ripples and the moon reflects onto it.

“Someone was here.”

“Maybe he heard us, got spooked off and ran.” Robin replies to Max.

“Don’t worry, Steve will get him with his oar.” Dustin makes fun.

“Steve, will you give it a break, he’s not here.” Alex sighs.

“I know you think you’re being funny, Henderson, but considering everyone in this room has nearly died a hundred times, personally I don’t find it funny in the slight-”

Steve is cut off by a blur of denim and leather jumping out from the tarp and pushing him up onto the wall with a broken beer bottle pushed up against Steve’s neck.

Shouts arise, “Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa- Eddie! Eddie! Stop!” Dustin shouts, pushing Alex back when she tries for Steve. “It’s me. It’s Dustin! This is Steve! He’s not gonna hurt you, Right, Steve?”

“Right. Yeah.” Steve nods a little trying to keep his next away from the bottle in Eddie’s unwavering grip.

“Steve, why don’t you drop the oar?” Dustin motions for him to let go. He does but the moment it clatters against the wall, Eddie’s grip tightens and gets closer to Steve’s neck, he lets out a groan, Dustin speaks again, “He’s cool, He’s cool.”

“I’m cool, man, I’m cool.” Steve whispers.

“What’re you doing here?” Eddie finally speaks, his grip unwavering.

“We’re looking for you.” Dustin points to him.

“We’re here to help.” Robin adds.

“Eddie, these are my friends.” He points to them. “You know Robin, from band.” Robin raises her flashlight and makes a noise as if it were a saxophone. “This is my friend Max, the one who never wants to play D&D.” Max waves, “This is Alex, she’s in your class, she’s a friend.” Alex doesn’t do anything to acknowledge him, her gaze doesn’t move from that damn bottle on Steve’s neck. “Eddie, we’re on your side. I swear on my mother! Right, guys?”

“Right! Yes, we swear.” The three girls speak, “on Dustin’s mother.”

“Yeah, Dustins…” Steve looks down to Eddie’s hand. “Dustin’s mother.”

There’s a long pause and then Eddie lets go. Alex lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding as she helps Steve stand up straight and sit down. Eddie leans on the wall Steve was just pressed up on, slowly sliding down it.

Dustin crouches down to quietly talk to Eddie. Alex squatted in front of Steve looking at his neck to check that everything was okay. “Eddie, we just want to talk.” Dustin reaches for the broken bottle still held in Eddie’s tight grip, but Eddie flinches away when, “Okay…”

“We wanna know what happened.” Robin crouches next to Dustin.

Eddie sniffles, “You won’t believe me.”

Max tilts her head, “Try us.”

It takes Eddie a moment to speak again, “She came over to my trailer.” He paused, his eyes focused on Alex. “Like planned, but she was acting paranoid, like something was gonna jump out at her.”

Alex draws in a breath looking at Eddie’s deep brown eyes. “I went to my room to get what she wanted, but…” He trails off. “When I came back it was like she was frozen, her eyes were rolled back so I couldn’t see her pupils.”

Alex’s throat is burning, “Her body, just, like, lifted into the air, and uh…” His eyes leave Alex’s and stare to the ground. “And she just, like, hung there. In the air. And her bones, they uh-” Eddie’s cut off by a whimper that he let escape. “Her bones started to snap.”

The only thing Alex can focus on is Eddie’s voice, not Steve’s arm around her waist, not her feet on the ground. Inside her mind all she was thinking about is what Eddie was saying, putting the words into vision behind her eyes.

“Her eyes, man. It…” he pauses to swallow, “It was something, like inside her head pulling.”

Alex can feel it crawling up her throat. “I-I didn’t know what to do so I… I ran away.” She can’t keep it down anymore, she rushes out the room back into the yard, hardly making it 10 steps away from the door before throwing up into the dead grass. It feels like forever but in reality it was only just a few moments before her throat stops and all that is left is a burn in the back of her throat and a nasty taste on her tongue.

Steve is once again holding her hair up, and rubbing soothing circles into her back. It takes all of thirty seconds before she stands up as if nothing happened.

Eddie doesn't look at her again as she and Steve make their way back inside. He just scoffs, “You all think I’m crazy, right?”

“No.” Dustin shakes his head, “We don’t think you’re crazy.”

“Look, don’t bullshit me, man!” He raises his voice. “I know how this sounds.”

“We’re not bullshitting you.” Max replies.

“We believe you.” Robin adds.

“Look what I’m about to tell you might be a little… difficult to take.” Dustin looks hesitant.

“Okay…” Eddie nods in agreement.

“You know how people say Hawkins is… cursed?” Dustin waits a moment, “They’re not way off.”

He takes a quick breath before continuing, “There’s another world, a world hidden beneath Hawkins. Sometimes it bleeds into ours.”

“Like ghosts and shit?”

“There are some things worse than ghosts.” Max adds.

“These monsters, from the other worlds, we thought they were gone, but they’ve come back before.” Dustin takes a breath, “That’s why we needed to find you.”

“If they’re back again, we need to know.” Max adds.

“That night, did you see anything?” Robin inquires before Maax continues.

“Dark particles, maybe?”

“It would almost look like dust, swirling dust.” Dustin speaks next.

“No, man, it was nothing you could see or-or touch.”

“What about the lights,” Alex finally speaks, “did they flicker?”

“Yeah, they did, I uh-I think.” Eddie finally looks to Alex again. “You know, I tried to wake her, man. She couldn’t move. It was like she was in a trance of something.”

“Or under a spell.” Dustin says.

“A curse.” Eddie adds.

“Vecna’s Curse.” Dustin’s eyes go wide.

“Who’s Vecna?” Steve speaks up.

“An undead creature of great power.”

“A spell caster.” Eddie joins Dustin.

“A dark wizard.”

“Wasn’t this guy in your campaign the other day?” Alex straightens up. “Look no more D&D, we’ve already had Demogorgon, Demodogs, evil Russains, and a Mind Flayer, can it really geet much worse?”

“Yes. It can and it will.” Dustin sighs. “Look, I think someone needs to stay with Eddie for the night. Just while we go get some food and stuff for you while we figure this shit out.” He looks to Alex.

“No.”

“Oh, come on.” Dustin turns and points at something on the wall. “Look there’s an ax, so you can do your mad shit on someone if they come during the night. Also you’re the second best babysitter and Steve needs to drive.”

“Second best?” She crosses her arms over her chest, lifting an eyebrow at Dustin, he gives her his puppy dog eyes. “Whatever, get me food, I haven’t eaten since this morning and I have literally emptied my stomach, so.”

“Got it,” Dustin nods, “Steve knows what you like, be back as soon as possible.”

“You better Henderson, or I’m telling your mom how her cat actually died.”

“Hey!” he paused, pointing to her, while everyone was filling out the door. “Not fair.”