#mad maxine

[silverflameataraxia]

Lucas still clutching Max because she means everything to him 😭😭😭

[stoxxgaleriaderte]

[crysta1ized]

max angst post s3……. my heart breaks every time i imagine her just so sad and broken, pushing away everyone, all alone…… my poor baby 💔

lyrics from: it almost worked - tv girl

[daydreamsandcloudnines]

jeezzz

dunno Shawn, you tell me 😒🙃

ST 5, bring my sons home please 🥺🤞

I badly miss madmax too 😩

[reareaotaku]

Max Mayfield Headcanons

TW: Lesbians/Sapphic [Women loving Women]

She's really outgoing and approached you first

She was straight to the point with what she wanted [Or at least she tried]; To be your friend

The first time she saw you was at the arcade. She wanted to approach you then, to maybe start up a conversation, but you were surrounded by a group of people. You were about to beat the top score of a game that hadn't been passed before. People were cheering you on and that's how she found out your name was Y/n

After the people finally leave and you go to a table, drinking a coke, she approaches you. Her hands are close together and she has this weird feeling in her stomach. What if you don't like her? Oh god, she's starting to think this is a bad idea, but before she could back out, you look over to her having felt her presence

"Um... Hi?"

She awkwardly waves and slowly walks over to you. She gestures towards the game you were just at, "I saw your game"

You awkwardly chuckle, gesturing for her to sit next to you. "Yeah, I've been trying to beat that stupid game for months. Hi, I'm Y/n. Are you new to town? I've never seen you before."

She then tells you how she is new and gives you her name and you quickly become friends

You hit it off really well, because you both share many of the same interest

She was ecstatic when seeing you in her class

She's very protective of you

If anyone ever talks bad about you, she's quick to defend you

Definitely starts fights that you have to drag her away from

She prefers your house over hers, because of her brother [And mom]

She hates when Billy talks to you, because everything he says is rude and offensive. Billy does NOT like you. Mainly because he hates Max being happy

When the mall opens up, you both go together a lot [with Eleven third wheeling]

Cute little ice-cream dates and Movie dates

She loves looking at you and listening to you talk

You don't hate Mike, but you will listen to her complain about him

And BOY does she complain

You'd think he was the devil himself with the way she talks about him

Speaking of her talking about people, whenever she talks about you to other people, she doesn't shut up. She goes on and on and smiles while she talks about you

You're an important part of her life and the guidance counselor, Kelly, knows about you. You're the only thing keeping Max sane

You're the only person Max trusts after her brother's death. She can't lose you and that becomes her biggest fear

[tiny-perfectlygroovycolor]

[shieldofiron]

Max gets really into bedazzling when her mom gets her a kit for her birthday, and god help anyone who asks Billy why his cigarette case looks like this.

[beastsovrevelation]

If it isn't my beloved celestial harpy, most holy Michael the Archangel herself (meaning, I turned this into proper line-art). ⚔ Good Omens has insulted her, but she will always be Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Host in my mind, and in my fics. I can only try to do her justice.

What do you think, should I colour it? It almost looks like a colouring page, I'm tempted to print it, and colour it with pencils or markers. ✏

[sapppy-cocktail]

Getting Better - Part 1

Max Mayfield x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: GUYS I FINALLY MADE A NEW TAGLIST

New Taglist

“Y/N!” Max yells on the other side of the door. Knocking against the wood with her fist. “Y/NNNN!” she drags out my name still smashing her fist against the wood. “Coming!” I yell quickly getting out of bed and walking towards the front door. The knocking continues until I open the door to reveal an angry Maxine. Her expression seems to soften once I open the door and thanks me after walking in and past me. I shut the door behind her and follow her to my bedroom. Where she sprawls out on my bed. “You okay?” I ask taking a seat at my desk and turning my chair to face her. “No.” She mumbles, her voice slightly muffled by the bed beneath her.

“Wanna talk about it?” I ask as she begins to roll over, her body now face up. “No.” She says beginning to sit up and looking at me. I nod as sits up, her hands in her lap, playing with skin around her nails, her hair is tied up into a ponytail and little flyaways at the top. Her cheeks red and freckles litter her face. I look at her eyes and realise she’s looking around my room. Staring at the posters on my walls we bought together and then the box filled with comics we read when she comes over. I look back at Max, her jaw clenched and she’s silent. Her hands gripping tightly on the bed sheets beneath her. Her eyes continue moving around my room and her knee begins to shake.

Unsure on what I should do I begin to stand up and walk over to her, taking a seat on the bed beside. Only then is that her eyes land on me, I give her a smile, which she returns only smaller. Now being so close to her, I notice the puffy and slight bloodshot eyes. I think she noticed it too because she turns her head away from me. “Max.” I say leaning forward trying to get her to look at me. She doesn’t reply, just continues looking around my room with her head faced away from me. Deciding on whether or not my next decision is the right one I put an arm around her back. The other following suit and wrapping across the front of her body. My hands connecting on her shoulder. She freezes, she stops everything she’s doing for a second.

“What are you doing?” She asks turning her head to look at me. “What, I can’t give my best friend a hug?” I ask to which she doesn’t respond, staying silent for a few seconds before she hesitantly leans into me. She turns her body around to face me and leans into me, her hands clawing at my shirt, trying to close the space between us, she shuts her eyes tightly and nestles her head into my neck. All while hands tightly grip my shirt, I draw circles on her back in an attempt to calm her and we sit in silence for a while, my hands continuing to draw circles and rub her back soothingly only hesitating once I feel wet splotches on my skin. Naturally I begin holding her tighter and lean my head onto hers.

We sit like this for a few minutes before she shifts, I instantly drop my hands and she begins to move out of my arms and out of my space. “I’m sorry.” She says trying to quickly remove the tears that stain her face. “That was weird.” She says only glancing at me before looking away. “It was pretty weird.” Her head whips toward me, her mouth slightly open as she stares at me with wide eyes. Without missing a beat I speak up again. “I’m only joking, it makes sense with what’ve been through. What you’ve gone through.” I mention to which she sits silently. ”It’s okay to not be okay. You’ve been through so much.” I say moving a bit closer to her, waiting to see if she’d pull away to which she doesn’t so I scoot close enough to not be over a meter away like before and close enough to reach out and touch her, yet still giving her space to pull away.

“You have too, and I don’t see you breaking down into anyone’s arms.” She says, her blue eyes piercing into mine. “The only arms I’d break into are yours, but you never give me any hugs.” I say to which she rolls her eyes at, a smile tugging at her lips. “No, but seriously I, it’s a different story for me. Most nights I wake up drowning in my own sweat, sometimes screaming. Like thank God my parents aren’t home a lot. I don’t know what I’d do then. They’d think I’m psychotic or something. I also get ghost pains from bite.” I say to which we both look down at the 20cm healing scar of demo-dog claw marks going down my calf from a few years back. “Rarely, but it’s a pain when it happens.” I say looking back up to her. “We’re all messed up in some way. And there’s nothing wrong with that because we’ve literally saved Hawkins so many times. If anything it should be expected, it’d be weird if there was nothing wrong with us after all this.” I say putting my hand on top of hers which makes her look down at it. “It’s gonna get better. We’re going to get better.” The rooms silents, my words hang in the air before she lifts her eyes from my hand. She doesn’t speak as she flips her hand up and slips it into mine. “Do you wanna stay over tonight?” I ask after looking at clock beside my bed. “It’s late, I’ll get you some clothes for tonight.”

A/N: This one is cause someone in my inbox so kindly asked me to come back. Give you a little crumb Yknow. I’ll begin writing another one later. 20 reposts on this and I’ll release the next part of all too well. 😈 Also do yous want a part 2 to this or nah?

[lyrakanefanatic]

OH MY GOD I JUST LISTENED TO THE SAMPLE OF TGG’S AUDIOBOOK AND IM ACTUALLY IN TEARS LISTENING TO ROHANS ACCENT AND THE WAY THE PROPRIETOR TALKS 🤣🤣☠️

ITS NOT EVEN THAT THE ACCENT IS BAD AND WHEN ROHAN TALKS IT ISNT EVEN FUNNY RLLY, BUT THE PROPRIETOR TALKS THE EXACT SAME WAY THAT U WOULD EXPECT SANTA CLAUS TO TALK AND IT HAS ME WEEAAKKKK 😭😭😭

[friendsdontlieokay]

Max is drop dead gorgeous though

[silverflameataraxia]

[celxstialdxeams]

ELMAX ELMAX ELMAX

YES ELMAX ELMAX ELMAX

do I even need to explain this one?

love y’all 🧡💖

[gaytoru]

thinking about how happy they both were

[swanqueenelmaxshadowhunters]

the day Max thought she was going to lose El / the day El lost Max

[zoomingupthathill]

UPDATED - IF YOU PREFER THE PREVIOUS VERSE ; WE CAN ALSO TALK ABOUT DOING SOMETHING DURING THAT TIMEFRAME INSTEAD -- THIS JUST SEEMED TO MAKE A LITTLE MORE SENSE. Dead By Daylight Verse (work in progress, and if you know the game and the mechanics better than I do, please give me some pointers.) If you write a Billy, and are not okay with the changes I made, we do not have to write them that way -- This verse is completely open, and can be adjusted as needed. Any interactions for this verse will take place within the new worlds, after the entity has dragged her to their own twisted idea of a game. Unless plotted otherwise. Head canons will be added, and the verse may end up growing, or dividing into separate mini verses --depending on who/how we're interacting.

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It had been a couple years after Billy's death, or what they assumed was his death -- little did she know he was actually taken by the entity... After Vecna, and once she wakes up from her coma -- the redhead never learns. Max is investigating something at The Hawkins Lab.. Trying to get to the bottom of The Upside Down, trying to get Hawkins back to normal. Fix the thing she still blames herself for.... She shouldn't have gone alone, but she didn't want to bring her friends into yet another dangerous plan. This one was on her, she would fix it, or die trying. Unfortunately things didn't go as planned, she didn't even scratch the surface on the reason that she went there -- the entity closing in on her. Snatching her up and delivering her to another dimension, or world? She isn't entirely sure.

This verse is a mixture of The Upside Down existing, but DBD taking over -- pulling her into that world instead. Facing an completely different kind of monster, entirely different challenges, and obstacles. Perks, and abilities found along the way, bettering her chances, but the idea of death, and failing loom extremely close.

In this verse she is eighteen, because the entity does not take children. So in respect to DBD, and the fact that it has been years of her being in a coma -- she's eighteen.