#Strawberri Mayfield

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First 10 days of Huevember 2022

[lelandmylove]

OKAY OKAY I WAS DEBATING IF I SHOULD TRASH THIS AND START OVER BUT SHES KINDA CUTE SHES A LITTLE CUTIE ME THINKS

Her stupid Face im gonna beat her up and steal her candy bag…

[cosmobrain00]

um yes hello guys pls accept my humble offering of more of my pixel art👐 video game style bc im a nerd obvs

[bmpmp3]

my own star

[bubblepopsims]

💓

@fl0ptrait

Photoshoot <-

[fluffyfangirl]

🍓

[hellcheercaine]

Y’all have no idea how much this lives in my head 💀

(They should be besties)

[fleursfairies]

counting all the times people have said ive looked like someone (in person and online)

ed sheeran: 100 million times

donna from that 70s show: like 5 times

rose from the titanic: once when i curled my hair with a tiny curler

kim possible: at least twice every halloween

daphne from scooby doo: at least twice every halloween

strawberry shortcake: every time someone remembers she exists

a leprechaun: at least once a week for the past 5 years

an old mans ex wife: once

ginny weasley: whenever i say i look like ron weasley someone says "more like ginny"

max mayfield: like 3 times idk, this is what i legit thought i looked like before i even knew she existed

various unflattering pictures of people that look like aliens: an unfortunate amount of times

[steviespookiee]

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17 / She!her / RadFem / Bisexual 🎀

Joe keery ML♡♪ Sabrina Carpenter always `02.10`

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Hi, my names Strawbunni! (Or Strawb for short!)

(Like strawberry bunny🐰)

And this is my about me - some information about who I am and what I wanna post here on Tumblr!

I’ve been on Tumblr for half a year now, (Thanks to my best friend🩷) and the community is amazing! I’ve always been too scared to post or interact with people, but I want to start making friends and building a community of my own.

What will I post?

For now I will just post random thoughts I have, updates on certain celebrities (like new photos being posted, concerts ect.) Maybe some art projects, The Sims 4 content, Royale High stuff and reposting anything I find hilariously funny.

Eventually I want to start writing and posting my own fan fiction! Mostly Stranger Things! (it’s a special interest of mine.) some Supernatural, The Walking dead, POSSIBLY The Last Of Us if I can bring myself to play the game. (I’m too scared.) and a few other TV shows! So feel free to give me suggestions or requests for any fics you’d wanna see in the future, don’t be shy!

What are my interests/hobbies?

My BIGGEST hobby is gaming! As a kid I always played on my mums iPad, or my dad’s PS3, eventually my sister got an Xbox that I started using, and then I eventually got my own laptop! Which then for me into getting my own gaming computer. Here are a list of games I love and currently play! VVV

• Dead By Daylight

• The Sims 4

• VALORANT

• Overwatch

• Roblox

• Disney Dreamlight Valley

• Minecraft

• Resident Evil. (Leon Scott Kennedy😍).

Some other interests I have! VVV STRANGER THINGS! Like I previously said before stranger things is my special interest, i love it with all my heart, my room is CONSUMED by it and my life revolves around it and Steve Harrington. I love collecting funko pops, I have a shelf in my room that’s almost full of funkos! Most of them being stranger things!🤭 I have vinyls of the ST sound track, posters, framed photos, plushes. I recently went to Stranger things: The First Shadow - so I got a lot of merch and momentum’s from that. I also like Supernatual, Riverdale, Heartstopper B99, Dynasty, H20: Just Add Water, And so many more! 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Writing! 📝

I’ve always had a nack for writing and creative stories, that’s why I want to write fan fiction so much, combining two things I love, writing and imagination! Taking a TV show or a game and making it a world that exists and heals people, giving them happiness reading about their favourite characters and feeling a connection with them! It’s helped me through a lot and brings me a happiness I don’t get from anything else, what can I say? I’m delulu🤭. 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Guitar! 🎸

I’m currently learning how to play guitar, my friend is generously giving me free lessons, she’s also let me borrow her acoustic and electric guitar! I 100% prefer electric and want one of my own, I currently know TWO MITSKI songs that I learnt within my first lesson, in 4 hours. I’ve always wanted to learn to play but it looked so hard and I doubted myself, but once I gave it a go I realised I just have to try and keep going, and that beginning lesson was what I needed to jump start this hobby! :) 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Acting! 🎭

I’ve always loved acting, when I was 13 I used to do a lot of roleplay online, it’s not acting but it made me realise that I actually have an interest in that kind of stuff! I’m currently doing a Performing Arts course in college, which is going so well! I’m in the highest level and I got the lead in the Christmas musical! Sadly I had to give the role to someone else because I had too much course work to be able to learn the script in time, but it made me so happy knowing my skills were good enough and that I wasn’t wasting my time! Maybe I’ll get a job working on a movie and Joe Keery will be my characters love interest🤭! A girl can dream, right? 🤷‍♀️

If you made it this far, thank you for reading and I hope we get along well! Feel free to drop me a message, I don’t bite!😊 I hope that some of you stick around and help me work my way through the community, until next time, bye! 🩷

My bestie: @daryldixonsbub Go follow her! She’s supported me through so much and I absolutely love her to bits🩷

!DISCLAIMER! PHOTOS ARE NOT MINE, I GOT THEM OFF PINTEREST.

And thank you too @arson-fox, ML<3 for helping me edit the photos🐰

[hotniatheron]

tbh chocolate as a whole is fascinating to me bc i do like it, very much, but it’s not my favorite

[mental-breakdown-machine]

listened to a song, had some feelings, made a meme

[vecnuthy]

telegraph

Day 8 of @steddielovemonth: Love is the heartbeat I can feel when I hug him | wc: 832 | G | early relationship, fluff | 💘

As hot as it was out, Eddie didn't want to be anywhere else other than the Mayfield's trailer, along with the kids and older teens for Max Mayfield's birthday. The older teens had set up a mess of decorations inside and out and made the most god awful noise when they yelled and sang “Happy Birthday.”

“You know I'm, like, mostly blind, right?” she asked Steve when everybody else was too distracted by cake, saying but not saying that she didn't deserve the fuss.

“But not totally, you knucklehead,” he told her, sliding a plate with a piece into her hand with a scoop of strawberry ice cream, her favorite. She deserved the fuss. She was more than worth the fuss.

The small smile and pink cheeks let him know she was pleased. The hug she gave him let him know she was grateful.

“This is ridiculous, but thank you.”

It was the most glowing review he could hope for.

Eddie caught the tail end of the hug when he went back inside. Steve looked up at him and laughed when he saw Eddie holding a tub of vanilla ice cream to his cheek for sweet relief.

“I'll deny that happened if you tell anybody about it,” Max told them, grabbing her cake and ice cream. When they raised their hands placatingly, she let her glare soften to an almost smile, then made her way back outside to her friends.

Eddie plopped the tub of ice cream down on the counter and winced when it sloshed. “Can I interest you in some vanilla soup?”

“Only if I can pour it over my head.”

"Oh?" Eddie's eyebrows disappeared into his damp fringe and couldn't help but drift closer to Steve, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “Well that's a thought.”

Steve snorted and wiped his damp forehead off on the sleeve of his own tshirt. An electronic hum was the only other sound in the trailer at the moment.

“Should’ve done this at my parent's place for the pool, but I wanted it to be easy for Max, you know?”

“I do,” Eddie smiled, eyes locked onto Steve's. “I feel like I've heard that a couple of times lately, actually.” His fingers ran through Steve's hair to push it out of his eyes.

Steve looked at him the whole time then watched his lips move when Eddie parroted Steve's own reasoning back to him, “Having it here was the best option this time, and she can keep the decorations up.”

Steve blinked slowly with a soft smile, feeling drained from the heat and from getting everything ready in the heat, even with the help from everybody else.

“She really likes them, doesn't she,” he smiled, letting Eddie pull him in close as he nodded.

“I don't think she expected it.”

With his forehead resting on Eddie's shoulder and his ear all but pressed against Eddie's neck, Steve couldn't keep a shiver from going through him when Eddie spoke. Eddie breathed out a chuckle through his nose in response and held Steve closer to him.

“Good,” Steve muttered, finally winding his own arms around Eddie's waist.

Heat be damned, Steve loved Eddie's hugs and he loved hugging Eddie. Loved that because they were basically the same height, he could feel Eddie's heartbeat against his own, and that whenever Steve felt it, as sure as a sunrise, Eddie's heartbeat would be faster than usual initially then eventually slow down. He wondered if Eddie could ever feel Steve's pulse do the same.

“What're smiling about?” Eddie asked, voice still soft as if he were afraid to cause ripples in the humid air.

Steve could hear the grin in his voice.

“How do you know I'm smiling?”

“I can feel your cheek,” Eddie said, his fingertips lazily moving up and down Steve's spine.

“I can feel your heart,” Steve murmured into Eddie's shoulder, settling more heavily against him.

“Hm?”

“Your heartbeat,” he said more clearly, grinning into the worn material of Eddie's shirt as it beat a little faster with the confession. “It's like….”

Steve tapped the rhythm against the small of his back. “I can feel it.” Eddie's hold on him grew a little tighter. “Can you feel mine?”

“Yeah, sweetheart,” Eddie said, resting the side of his head against Steve's. “I can feel you.”

Steve's stomach swooped, and he knew his own heart rate picked up a little, skipping happily behind his ribs when he felt Eddie smile against him too.

They formed a little habit after that. Snuggling in bed, lounging on the couch, holding hands — any kind of physical contact that led to one of them being able to feel the other's heartbeat resulted in them tapping rhythmically against the other's skin. That dance of fingertips honored the thrum of life that they tried not to take for granted, sparked smiles and deeply contented breaths. It telegraphed before they'd even said it out loud:

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

[peculiar0ne]

a familiar face

•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•

”hey dingus! your children are here!”

steve’s head snaps up from its place on the back room’s table. it takes him a moment to process robin’s words, but when he does, he’s out of that chair in 0.3 seconds.

he bursts through the ‘captain’s quarters’ door, running up to greet the party.

“your first day of summer break and you come to see my dumbass at this place?” he questions. he wasn’t sure what these kids found so interesting about him, but whatever it was, they were all wrapped around his finger.

he wasn’t complaining, just confused as to why a bunch of 14 year-olds were spending their first day of summer vacation in a nautical themed ice cream shop with him instead of going to the arcade.

“will wanted ice cream,” el shrugs.

“and we wanted to see how stupid you looked in your uniform!” lucas chimed in.

“are you wearing…lipgloss?”

“shut the hell up, max. it’s strawberry lipgloss and it’s the closest thing to chapstick i could find.”

steve was, of course, lying. he didn’t want the party to know that he was wearing lipgloss to try to look a little nicer. he didn’t want them to know about his on-going sexuality crisis, or the specific someone he wanted to catch the attention of.

“harrington, your kids are in the damned way!” robin gestures to the people standing behind them, so steve ushers the group to the side so robin could help the customers.

“anyways, will wanted ice cream? that’s the only reason you’re here?”

“well…we may have planned this after we found out scoops hired you..” will admits as he fidgets with his bracelet (which was made by el at their last sleepover).

“dude! you weren’t supposed to tell him that!”

“i’m sorry, mike! you know i can’t lie!”

“alright, quit arguing,” steve moves back behind the counter, leaning against it. “what do you losers want?”

“we just told you?” max points out.

“haha, mayfield. i mean what flavors. i can’t have you guys in my way all day, i have shit to do.” steve reaches for his ice cream scoop, and waits for the kids to order their treats.

the kids left after everyone got their ice cream, much to their dismay. robin had ushered them out, wanting to make room for ‘actual customers’, as she called it.

“seriously, how many children are you friends with, harrington?”

steve rolled his eyes and chuckled, before his attention was pulled away from robin, and onto someone new. the last person either of the two had expected to see.

steve turned around after hearing the shuffling of feet approaching the counter.

“ahoy-“

steve froze.

a familiar set of brown eyes stared back at him. long, curly hair framed the face of this mystery person. they cocked their head in confusion as a response to steve’s frozen frame.

“uh, you alright there, harrington?”

“wha- yeah, yeah i’m fine. eddie..?”

“that is my name,” eddie comments, still confused.

“sorry, just uh, why are you here? i didn’t expect to see you.”

“aw, are you all shy because of me? you could’ve said so, pretty boy, maybe i would’ve stayed away,” eddie smirked, leaning over the counter and resting his chin on his palm.

steve wasn't shy because of eddie, per say. steve was shy because..

because he's eddie? no, that couldn't be it.

eddie was the reason steve had so boldly chosen to wear lipgloss that day.

that's why steve was shy.

'oh my fuck. holy shit. why did this have to happen? i wore the lipgloss to try to catch his eye, but he wasn't supposed to actually stop by the fucking store! stupid steve! you are SO stupid!'

"hey, harrington? you daydreaming about boobies over there?" eddie giggles, waving his hand in front of the dazed boy's face.

steve shakes himself out of his thoughts, suddenly aware of how red his face is. aware of how close eddie is. he had moved as close to the counter as possible-avoiding climbing on top of it-in order to check on steve. eddie knew steve was a flight risk. faint risk, as he preferred to call it. he had seen it before, countless times from the sidelines, always too nervous to approach and help out.

"i'm fine! what can i get you eddie?" steve blurts out, wanting this awkward interaction to be over with. i mean, come on. boobies? how old was munson, anyway?

"i'll take a double scoop of chocolate on a waffle cone and your phone number, if you're giving it out," eddie winks, and steve just rolls his eyes and charges eddie, then prepares and gives him his order.

and then finds himself giving the taller boy his phone number.

LOWERCASE INTENDED

part 2: ?

[ladykailitha]

Well Met By Moonlight Part 9

Hey guys! I'm back. Sorry I missed posting on Sunday, but I was supposed to have internet in the new place on Friday, but didn't get it until today. So to make up for it, I'll post on Saturday.

And yes, WIP Wednesday is back this week, too.

Holy shit guys, I am sooo sorry! The last time I updated this story was way back in November. I've been sitting on fresh chapters for at least half that! I thought I had updated it since then but I guess not!

I guess be sure to reread the earlier chapters to remember where this one left off?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

@mira-jadeamethyst @rozzieroos @itsall-taken @redfreckledwolf @emly03

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Steve wrote down his lie that he was going to tell Tommy and sealed it in an envelope. He handed it to Robin.

“Open that only when I tell to you,” he warned.

She nodded.

Steve had already called the Mayor to set up his first town hall meeting and encouraged Billy to do the same. He doubted Billy would do it. He liked that humans saw vampires as evil. He liked that the myths that surrounded vampire-kind was incorrect. He thought he could use it against humans.

Steve wasn’t so sure. It was like the cross he had been nailed to. Crosses were thought to have been talismans against vampires, not werewolves. And it wasn’t as though Steve was going to spill every secret about his pack.

He just wanted to clear up some misconceptions about werewolves.

When he showed up to the meeting he wasn’t surprised to see that Billy wasn’t there. But he was surprised to see Eddie and Wayne there. They could only answer questions about bitten vampires, but at least it was something.

“Thank you everyone for com–” Steve said.

Just then the double doors burst open and in walked two redheaded girls.

They couldn’t be more different from each other if they tried.

The oldest of the two girls, even though they stood at the same height wore preppy clothes. Her long curly, strawberry blonde hair was pulled back in an artfully messy ponytail. She looked every inch the cheerleader she was.

The younger of the girls had her bright red hair in braided pigtails. Her clothes were cute but eclectic. Her face was freckled and her smile was mischievous.

Beside him he heard Nancy let out a huff of laughter and Steve was tempted to do the same.

It appeared that Chrissy Cunningham and Max Mayfield either by the directive of their Dominus or not, had come to the meeting.

“My apologies, alpha Harrington,” Chrissy said. “I mixed up the time, I had hoped to arrive early rather than late.”

Max rolled her eyes. “You don’t need to talk so formally, it’s only Steve.”

There was a twittering of laughter from the crowd as the two girls made their way up the aisle to the stage. Steve reached out a hand to Chrissy and helped her to onto the stage. Max batted Steve’s hand when he offered it to her next.

She eyed it a moment and then leapt up to land on it as soft as a cat on her feet.

Chrissy rolled her eyes. “Show off.”

Max stuck out her tongue as there was a flurry of activity behind Steve to setup to more chairs for the vampire born.

Nancy and the two born stretched out on the left side of the stage while Steve and the two bitten vampires stretched out on the right side of the stage accidentally dividing it men and women.

Once everyone was situated Steve spoke again. “Welcome everyone. Thank you all for coming out to the first of what I hope to be many of these town hall meetings.”

The crowd stirred restlessly.

“Though they need no introduction,” Steve continued, “may I present, vampires Chrissy Cunningham, Max Mayfield, Wayne Munson, Eddie Munson, and my female alpha, Nancy Wheeler.”

There was some muttering in the crowd, something dark. Steve shared a glance with Wayne, having both caught on to the undertow of anger.

But who were they angry at?

“Let’s get this started,” Steve said. “I had people write the question they wanted answered the most and Mayor Roberts has graciously offered to moderate for us tonight.”

Mayor Roberts handed him a stack of notecards with questions on them.

“Right, first question why does it say that a wooden stake to the heart would kill a vampire? Doesn’t that do that for everyone?”

Wayne and Chrissy shared a glance, and the she waved her hand at him for him to answer.

He broke off a piece of wood from a nearby structure and unbuttoned his shirt. He stared the audience square in the eye as he buried the makeshift stake into his chest.

The people in front of him gasped, while those behind him winced. He pulled the stake out and slowly the wound closed in upon itself without even so much as a drop of blood spilt.

Wayne tossed the makeshift stake at Chrissy and she slammed it on her arm, causing the wood to splinter everywhere as it shattered against her skin.

“Myth denied,” Max said with a grin.

Suddenly there was an uproar from the audience as they surged to their feet. Steve and Nancy chuckled into their hands, heads pressed together.

“What about other weapons?!” someone cried from the crowd, barely loud enough to be heard over the shouting of the crowd.

“You want to try it?” Wayne growled.

The person sat down hard and the room went silent.

“Silver weakens us, but doesn’t hurt us,” Wayne said. “Makes more like super humans instead of supernatural beings. Might prevent us from changing into our other forms. Yes, we have more than one. There was a wood long ago that could kill us if you stabbed us in the heart, but it has long since gone extinct.”

Chrissy smiled. “Like the Roman contraceptive of old, you mortals drove it to extinction because you used it in everything, thinking if it could kill us, then building houses, wagons, crosses, and yes even stakes out of it would protect you from us.”

Eddie was grateful that mortals couldn’t see him roll his eyes from that distance. Because no, the wood was not extinct, but he knew why Chrissy and his uncle were telling them that. No need to give them ammunition. Yew. The answer was yew. Planted in cemeteries and graveyards for over a millennia, it was a guard against the rising of the undead and nearly used to extinction.

It still is a rare tree and the ones that are left are closely protected. And if a couple of the keepers were vampires, who’s to say it isn’t for conservation reasons?

Steve looked over at him and winked. Eddie huffed out a laugh. Yeah, it seemed like Steve knew that too.

Wayne and Chrissy sat down and Steve stood back up.

“That one was a fun one,” Steve said with a grin. The audience stared up at him in disbelief. “Let’s get on to the next question. What is the purpose of a female alpha?”

Steve’s grin grew. “Sounds like a question for our Nancy Wheeler.” He handed the mic to her.

“Female alphas act as ‘mother’ to the pack,” she explained. “There are family units in each pack but just as the alpha male makes decisions for the whole pack as leader, he will come to the alpha female for advice to make sure he’s taking in all aspects of the situation. She’s co-leader. Often times the alpha female and male are bonded, but not necessarily. I’m not bonded to Steve for example.”

Someone raised their hand and Nancy called on them.

“Then how is female alpha chosen if they aren’t mates?” they asked.

“This is a question for our alpha male.” Nancy smiled and handed the mic back to Steve.

Steve laughed. “Most older alphas will pick their mate because it’s easier to counsel with someone you’re bonded to. Plus there is always the chance that your mate will be jealous if the alpha female isn’t her.”

There was some murmuring, but is sounded more like understanding then the anger when they first started.

“But in cases where the alpha isn’t bonded he will either pick someone who they are looking to bond with or the strongest female in the pack. In my case I picked the strongest female I could trust. And that was Nancy. She’s a capable leader and a good friend.”

Nancy blushed.

“And what happens when you do bond?” someone shouted from the crowd.

“That is something that would be discussed before hand,” Steve said. “If my mate even wants to be alpha female, then she would discuss it with Nancy. There is no rite of combat like there is with an alpha male.”

The real answer was that Nancy would be forced to step down and his mate would step up. But he wasn’t going to tell this group that. Also, it was a given that once Steve found someone else, anyone else Nancy would step down. She didn’t like being Steve’s alpha female. But she also knew the power vacuum that would have occurred if she hadn’t.

Because keeping Joyce as alpha female would have caused a rift between the alpha male and female that could have torn the pack asunder.

“Next question...” Steve said and continued to answer questions.

Yes, they couldn’t be one hundred percent truthful. Because they didn’t want to hand over the information about their weaknesses to their enemies, but good god, it felt good to dispel rumors like crosses and consecrated ground did nothing to vampires or werewolves. That werewolves weren’t limited to shape changing once a month, but that the forced change of the full moon was taxing on their bodies hence the need for schools and employers to give them moon days off.

Moon days were the day after the full moon where the very tired human form of the werewolf need to rest from the activities the night before.

The meeting had gone over so well, that the mayor, the president of the Hawkins Middle School PTA and the president of the teachers' union had all come up to him to ask him to do a more kid friendly version for the middle schoolers.

A fact that had him wanting to cheer and run to Robin to tell her how well it worked.

Before he left to do just that Chrissy came up to him and pressed an envelope into his hand.

"The Dominus sends his regards.”

Steve looked down at the envelope and tried hard not to snarl. It wasn’t Chrissy’s fault. She was just the messenger and very likely didn’t even know what was in the envelope. But Steve did.

He saw her and Max off before turning to look at the Munsons. He nodded their direction and Wayne nodded back. Steve had informed them of his and Robin’s plan before he enacted it.

Nancy looked between them with a frown creasing her forehead. Steve hadn’t told her what was going on yet and he felt the heat of her ire at being kept out of a loop she felt she shouldn’t have been kept out of.

Steve just shook his head at her. He would tell her when he was ready.

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Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20

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[thewidowsghost]

Unwarranted (Max Mayfield x Byers!Reader)

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Anon asked:

HELLO I LOVE UR WRITING SM ISTG SO I WAS THINKING a max mayfield x Gn!Reader or fem Reader if ur up to it with a reader who gets hated for being queer (while dating max but people don’t know) AND HOW WOULD MAX REACT TO THAT This is so complicated I apologize

TW: Homophobia; bullying - physical and verbal (use of the f-slur)

(Y/n)’s head slams into a locker, and her vision goes dark with spots. She tries to get to her feet, but hands rip (Y/n) to her feet, and then lift her off the ground - the toes of her shoes just scraping the ground.

Blood drips into (Y/n)’s split eyebrow, and she blinks away her pained tears.

A familiar set of eyes rests on (Y/n)’s figure, and she meets the gaze of her girlfriend, Max Mayfield.

(Y/n) grits her teeth, turning to look at her tormentor, who, sadly, was her girlfriend’s stepbrother, Billy, and his cronies, Tommy and Carol.

“Look,” Billy lets go of (Y/n)’s collar, and the young teen drops to the floor before she gets to her feet, glaring at the older boy. “The fairy is crying,” Billy says, and the watchers laugh.

(Y/n)’s jaw tightens, her hands clenched into fists.

“You spend a lot of time with Maxine,” Billy growls, a hand slamming into the locker beside (Y/n)’s head. “You turnin’ her into a fag too, Byers?”

(Y/n) sneers, blood continuing to trickle down her face. Dustin, Will, Lucas, and Mike appear at Max’s side, their eyes wide as they watch their friend - and in Will’s case, sister.

“She’s not even my type,” (Y/n) replies through her teeth, which were clenched in pain. Billy growls, glaring down at (Y/n). “You’re offended?” (Y/n) asks, straightening and shoving Billy back a little.

Billy scowls harshly, turning away and stalking away, Tommy and Carol trailing behind.

(Y/n) wipes the blood away from her forehead with her sleeve as the onlookers finally wander themselves away.

(Y/n) meets Max’s concerned gaze. “I’m okay,” (Y/n) soothes her girlfriend.

“You sure?” Will asks, looking worried.

“Yes,” (Y/n) replies.

. . .

(Y/n) flops onto her bed, looking at Max upside down from her bed.

Max’s gaze softens affectionately, and she hops on the bed beside (Y/n), lying down and resting her head on (Y/n)’s chest.

“I’m sorry about Billy,” Max murmurs, her arms coming to wrap around (Y/n)’s waist.

“It’s not your fault, Maxie,” (Y/n) replies, running her fingers through Max’s strawberry red hair.

Max just frowns uncertainty, pressing her face farther into (Y/n)’s chest.

. . .

(Y/n) manages to dodge Billy and his bullying for about a week, and over the course of that week, (Y/n)’s bruises had faded, and the cut had faded to a barely noticeable scar.

But (Y/n)’s peace didn’t last for long, because a few days later, Billy’s antics started over again.

Tommy sticks out a foot, and (Y/n) trips again, but she rolls with the momentum, coming up to stand on her feet.

The onlookers are silent for a moment, stunned.

(Y/n) meets Billy’s gaze steadily, and Billy glares back. But the steady, calm look in (Y/n)’s eyes makes Billy look away.

(Y/n) shifts her backpack on her shoulders, and walks away, looking slightly proud of herself.

(Y/n) almost bumps into Max, at her locker, and Max turns, gazing thoughtfully at (Y/n).

“What?” (Y/n) asks, opening her locker beside Max, and looking over, smiling slightly.

“Nothing,” Max replies, still looking thoughtful. “I just don’t know how you deal with that all the time.”

“I mean, it’s fine,” but (Y/n) frowns at her own words.

. . .

Billy was at it again.

But something neither (Y/n) nor Billy had expected was Max Mayfield to step between them.

“Get out of the way,” Billy growls at his step-sister.

Max doesn’t make a move to get out of the way, but what she does shocks the rest of the onlookers - and (Y/n) and Billy.

Max turns, cupping (Y/n)’s face in her hands, and smashing their lips together.

(Y/n) doesn’t respond right away, but once she gets over her shock, she does, a hand coming up to cup Max’s cheek. For a moment, nothing mattered. An asteroid could’ve hit the planet and wiped out all of life, and (Y/n) wouldn’t have cared.

The onlookers just walk away, all of them glancing at Billy, Tommy, and Carol as they walk away. 

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Max Mayfield as Orange Juice by Noah Kahan for your consideration, mayhaps?

Plus lumax as Strawberry Wine