#maxinemayfield

[dkgreenart]

A little animation with El and Max. While animating is fun, I don't think I'll continue to colour each and every piece of animation that I make. It just saves time and I can move onto the next thing.

[jkrockin]

writer asks: even numbers

Ohh you. I know I can always trust you to make me work for it. I already answered no. 2 over here.

4. Do you prefer writing multi-chapter or oneshot fanfictions?

I WANT to want to write multi-chapters. By inclination however, I am a one shot bitch.

6. Have you written any fanfictions featuring OCs? If so, elaborate!

Uhh sort of? I gave Eddie an OC girlfriend in on your finger I'm wound, and I had fun making her up. I've invented people to suit my purposes, but I don't really do the thing of making up a guy recreationally, as a hobby. (Outside TTRPGs, which are a different form of making up a guy as a hobby.)

8. What kind of document do you use to write? Microsoft Word? Google Docs? Straight in the AO3 text box?

Google Docs, usually, so I can swap between my laptop, my phone, and (shh, this is a secret) sometimes my computer at work.

10. What are your top five fics by kudos or by reads?

A mix of Matt/Foggy that's built numbers over time (2015 Daredevil fandom you will always be famous), and the rest is Steddie, baby! Juggernaut pairing in a juggernaut fandom!

no single bite could satisfy (Kudos: 1,483)

you gotta get a reaction (Kudos: 1,412)

him which smote great kings (Kudos: 1,075)

worthy of my sword's service (kudos: 908)

the moon changes colour (Kudos: 789)

12. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I try to respond to every comment I get. Sometimes they slip my mind or it takes me a while, but I love getting replies myself, and god knows I've always got some shit to say.

14. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Not successfully as yet. I wouldn't mind trying collaboration again, with the right partner.

16. How long is your longest fic?

Still the same bright patient stars , clocking in at 21,716 words.

18. Recommend someone else's fic! (And tag them if they have a tumblr!)

I’ve been having a good time going back through @maxinemayfield's fic- I re-read if my body told the truth just the other day, and was delighted all over again (and really glad my Sweet Pea likes and trusts my partner, but doesn’t waste away when they’re not around).

[b1gerror]

⠀⠀   @maxinemayfield​​​​  asked  — -  ⠀       (BROKEN):   after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?       —    ⠀⠀            four chimes.   four chimes and ʸᴼᵁ ᴷᴺᴱᵂ that the worst case scenario had begun to unfold.    you don’t think you even heard nancy 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎— -    you didn’t need her to,   you already knew,    everybody knew what ᴵᵀ meant.     it meant that you were too late,   that even after everything,   you couldn’t save her.    the dread weighed down your chest,    there was ᴺᴼ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ to mourn in that moment,    instead you found it easier to live in denial,    maybe the plan had never worked to start with,    it feels 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑒𝑙 to wish that fate onto someone else,    someone unsuspecting.   but you didn’t care,    not when it was max,    you would trade your own life ten times over to save hers.      and so denial is where you stayed,    all the way back into hawkins,    the air no different to that of the upside down,    the town ripping apart at its seams/ᴮᴸᴱᴺᴰᴵᴺᴳ the two worlds into one.

the drive was silent,    weaving between panicked bodies flooding the streets but 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤—  ..     𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘,     silence from lucas, erica,   max..      it was easier to close your eyes,   ignore the truth that was staring you in the face.     the house was no better,     a vessel for vecna in the upside down,    you shouldn’t 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 about the way the foundation splintered,     a trail of ᴿᴼᵀ from the house.       you were the first one inside,    car door left wide open,     already shouting before you crossed the threshold.        “    max..   !      lucas,    erica .. !      ”         you could hear the cries,    racing up rotting stairs,    towards the attic and suddenly,    you can’t live in the land of denial,     right in your line of sight was max,  cradled in lucas’ arms.

 you were supposed to be the adult,   right?     it’s why you stepped forward,    helped steve 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 lucas away,       let steve be the one to ᶜᴼᴹᶠᴼᴿᵀ ᴴᴵᴹ when suddenly,    you are on your knees where he was moments before,    pulling max into your embrace.        max,    a spitfire,    you had never known her without a word to say about somebody,    still managed to 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚡 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 from her even in what you thought were the darkest days,     ᴺᴼᵂ,    blood stained her cheeks which you desperately tried to wipe away with the fabric of your jacket,     crimson mixing with salty tears,   copper smell hanging in the air.         she had always seemed so ᴳᴿᴼᵂᴺ ᵁᴾ to you (reminded you of yourself in the worst ways),   the way she spoke as if she had already battled the worst the world had to offer and came out standing,     now,    𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢.   a child who should never have placed her life on the line,   not when they had been so close to losing her already,   not when she still had ᴴᴱᴿ ᵂᴴᴼᴸᴱ ᴸᴵᶠᴱ ahead of her,   however BATTERED&BRUISED it might have been.      

“    max..?       this isn’t the time to play a joke,    𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜,    just open your eyes,    please.      ”      your voice is hushed,    you are bartering with ᴬ ᴳᴼᴰ that you don’t believe in,   to take you instead of the girl being cradled close to your chest,     a picture of 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 meeting a bloodied conclusion.    memories flashed before your eyes,    squeezed shut as tears threatened to explode.       (max at ᶠᴬᴹᴵᴸʸ ⱽᴵᴰᴱᴼ,    relentlessly bullying steve about some song that you hadn’t ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 either but still brought a smile to your face,   joining in.     max at lunch,   𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚍,   sat by her side even in the silence and the daggers that were drawn to begin with,     or the night she was ˢᵀᴵᴸᴸ ᵀᴴᴱᴿᴱ after your band practice ended,    and you invited her to stay the night,    watch some 𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄�� horror movie you made her swear to keep a secret),     and you regret not having more,    not seeing her blossoming with more life in a year so cruel to her.      you don’t remember when ᴴᴱᴸᴾ arrived,   didn’t answer any questions asked like why you were there to begin with,    𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍—    that seemed stupid now.     they took her away,   but you remained on the floor,    lost in the memories,    now all that you had left of her.

sillage. a word for a lingering impression of something having passed by.   max mayfield was a ᶠᴸᴱᴱᵀᴵᴺᴳ presence in your life,   and yet what she left behind will be with you 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟.   moments that could be lost are now tucked away inside a bottom drawer of memories,    where holding ᴼᴺᵀᴼ the past just felt like remembering.    you take her with you everywhere,   you take her out of hawkins,   you see the world with her in spirit,    take her 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 she ever mentioned wanting to see.     max deserved this life,    deserved to get out of the life handed to her.    from the moment in the creel house,    everything you did was for max,   who could no longer do it herself.

[sinrostrodesigns]

Nobody calls me Maxine. It's Max.

[billyhargrove1984]

So lastnight I finished my copy of Runaway Max and I would honestly highly recommend for the following reasons;

It’s season 2 from Max’ POV

There’s ALOT of Billy

It’s a deeper dive into what happened when Neil and Billy Hargrove came into Max’ life

You will feel differently about Billy

You may cry (I did)

You may also be horrified

I hate to say it cause I love Billy Hargrove

BUT

The boy is tormented, crazy, out of control.

Basically he is a product of his upbringing.

Neil is an A##HOLE

Also

You find out WHY they moved to Hawkins. If you remember that scene where Billy screams at Max “SAY IT” before going to run over the boys. Yeah that is explained.

[beadsofparadisenyc]

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[itsgiulsy]

The Summer of love ... and what else? - Prologue (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/d2bTf9ZRAV Hawkins, Indiana, luglio 1985. Quasi un anno è trascorso dalla chiusura della Porta per il Sottosopra e dalla ritrovata "normalità". Il Sole splende sulla piccola città e tutto sembra davvero andare per il meglio: El sta iniziando finalmente a vivere una vita vera come una qualunque quattordicenne (o quasi), con l'amore dei suoi amici, del suo nuovo papà e, naturalmente, di Mike; Will sembra aver trovato nuovamente un suo equilibrio, così come il resto della sua famiglia; Dustin e Steve continuano, in una strana maniera, ad essere l'uno la spalla dell'altro e Lucas e Max, a modo loro, vivono la loro relazione, ancora incerta, così come Nancy e Jonathan, che si accorgono sempre più di quanto insieme possano essere un team vincente. Insomma, è sotto ogni aspetto "un'estate d'amore". Ma siamo ad Hawkins, Indiana, e nulla è mai tranquillo: cosa si nasconde dietro gli strani incubi che a volte ritornano a tormentare le notti di El? E nella piccola utilitaria grigia giunta in città nel cuore di una notte di luglio? In altre parole: la mia personale versione degli eventi (possibili) della terza stagione di Stranger Things.

[z0mbieboy]

“   you   would   tell   me   if   something   was   wrong.   wouldn’t   you?   “   

wouldn’t   you,   will   ?   truth   is,   he’s   always   been   good   at   keeping   own   difficulties   to   himself.   impossible   not   to   when   your   mom   and   brother   worked   all   day,   and   your   dad   was   gone,   and   he   didn’t   blame   them.   will   had   grown   used   to   a   certain   level   of   independence.   but   then   a   monster   took   him   and   suddenly   it   was   taken   away   from   him   (   so   much   had   been   taken   away   from   him   that   night.   )   it   was   suffocating,   having   everyone   worry   about   him   constantly,   trying   his   best   to   assure   everyone   (   and   even   himself   )   that   he   was   fine.   he   wasn’t,   doesn’t   think   he’ll   ever   be   able   to   be   just   fine   again.   but   it   all   seems   so   frivolous   when   other   people’s   lives   are   in   danger   now,   when   that   same   monster   isn’t   only   targeting   him   anymore,   but   some   of   the   people   he   cares   about   the   most.   ‘   i’m   okay,   max.   ’   smile   feels   forced   even   to   himself,   and   he   quickly   loses   the   pretense.   ‘   i   mean   —   ’   voice   wavers   as   he   tries   to   come   up   with   something   that   feels   less   like   a   lie.   ‘   being   back   isn’t   ...   the   best,   but   i’m   used   to   it.   ’   used   to   that   connection   with   the   upside   down,   to   vecna.   and   while   he’s   only   now   beginning   to   understand   the   complexity   of   the   bond   they   share,   it’s   nothing   he   hasn’t   dealt   with   before.   ‘   but   i’ll   tell   you   if   it   ever   gets   too   difficult   to   handle.   ’   not   completely   the   truth,   he’s   just   hoping   it   doesn’t   have   to   get   to   that   point.   ‘   what   about   you   ?   are   you   ...   feeling   any   better   ?   ’   (   @maxinemayfield​.   )   

[fyrbol]

[ FOUND ]

settling dust prompts / no longer accepting.

[ FOUND ] : after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.

THE SUBVERSION OF REALITY STRIKES   a heavy toll. a cynicism once held close like a talisman had been flung to the wind, glinting in its goodbye arc overhead. there once was a boy who followed the rules instilled unto him, saw missing children on milk cartons and knew the bitter truth of their demise. acceptance had been a burden he took on quicker than most, recognising the time for hope and the time for bitter truths. the truth is muddied now, a clearwater pond turned stagnant and peaty.

nothing is true. everything is permitted.

he had seen feigned dead bodies, long thought lost friends willed back to life. he had borne witness to the stuff of nightmares, teeth unfurling in petaled heads and sentient roots writhing like flesh. he had learned to be frugal in his trust and liberal in his beliefs. the dogmas of hawkins had left him to carve his own path, tussocked and beaten.   in the face of the inevitable, lucas now chose life.

she had to be out there.

his heart had skipped at a hundred red herrings   :   each snapped branch a sign she had passed, each torn fabric a remnant of her existence.   there was a fine line between determination and delusion.   the search had petered out slowly, then all at once, troops dropping off one by one then in groups. lucas remained steadfast and self - negligent, forsaking only the bare minimum food and water to keep him capable in his mission.

when he finally sees her   (   that unmistakable shade of red, matted with mud and blood but her all the same   )   his heart lurches in his throat. a shock to the system   —   the realisation that despite his stubbornness, he too had lost hope. she’s pinned under debris and taken by weakness’ pallor, a horror to behold.   there is no beauty in the fragility of a bird with broken wings. 

❛   —max.   ❜   it’s barely a breath in his mouth, relief encased by the grit of her pain. he feels dizzy with the finality of it, to have found her and still have so long to go before she’s okay. it’s evident what had happened   :   in the search for supplies these decrepit houses were often unstable at best. the collapse of rubble had left her vulnerable.   a moth behind a glass display.   he’s clinical in his response, call for aid delivered into his walkie, fingers checking her pulse - eyes - temperature before working at the weight that traps her.

❛   it’s okay, i’m here. can you hear me   ?   can you move   ?   ❜

the need to establish her condition   /   the fear of overwhelming her entirely.

the humility of a boy who had given his all to find his all again.

his eyes brim over.

❛   i thought—   i’d lost you.   ❜

[mxwells]

@maxinemayfield​ asked : ❝ that place looks like it has bodies in the basement. ❞

     reggie      tilts      her      head      to      the      side,                     as    if    contemplating    the      body      to      house      ratio      the    current    building    may    possess    before      shrugging.           ❛           if    there    are,    they’re      dead      !    i    at    least    don’t    think    we’re    gonna    get      attacked      or    anything.           ❜           she    takes    several    steps    toward    the    building,    turning    her    head    over    her    shoulder.           ❛           you    coming    or    what    ?           ❜

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[yourcutieshadow]

au: peter parker&maxine mayfield.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤсражающимся с чудовищами следует ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤпозаботиться о том, чтобы самим не ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤпревратиться в чудовищ.ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ   — 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋?!ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ  — 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒.ㅤㅤㅤ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠㅤㅤㅤ

[sinrostrodesigns]

Nobody calls me Maxine. It's Max.

[gapplephotos]

I started back up working on some fabric designs based on #season3 of #strangerthings You can follow the link below to purchase the shirt, and other products, with the design. ———- https://society6.com/product/mad-maxine2630865_all-over-graphic-tee?sku=s6-13396806p90a238v823 ———- #strangerthings3 #max #maxine #maxmayfield #maxinemayfield #fabic #shirt #design #stripe #stripes #digital #pattern #madmax #madmaxine https://www.instagram.com/p/B8uY3iUD0bA/?igshid=1lfuaqgwh1y6g

[nicolasblot-art]

Voilà c’est fait ! 🥳 Super exercice pour se remettre au dessin même si j’aurai aimé avoir plus de temps pour chaque croquis !😅 Mais j’ai tenu bon c’est le principal.💪 Vivement l’année prochaine ! 😎 ******* ******* Finally done !🥳 Great exercice to come back to draw even if I wish to have more time for each sketch ! 😅 But i don’t give up so I’m proud !💪 Impatient to be next year ! 😎 #inktober2019 #inktober #milliebobbybrown #eleven #janeives #mikewheeler #flinnwolfhard #willbyers #noahschnapp #dustinhenderson #gatenmatarazzo #gaten123 #lucassinclar #therealcalebmclaughlin #maxinemayfield #saddiesink #strangerthings #netflix #Netflixseries #strangerthings2 # #strangerthings4 #strangerthingsedit #stranger_things #strangerthingsedits #strangerthingsfan #strangerthingstv #strangerthingsfanart (à Hawkins, Indiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4SYlkeiyJS/?igshid=12zfmc6q90ix7

[bloodygirlgang]

Let's be honest: girls should be celebrated all day, every day. But this October, there is a special holiday dedicated to young women, giving us even more reason to treasure and lift them up all around the world: International Day of the Girl. Since 2012, October 11 has been officially recognized as the International Day of the Girl, a time when the world can take stock of the position and value of girls in our everyday lives, and think — or better yet, take action — about the ways in which we can all come together to better support them. According to the United Nations, "the day aims to highlight and address the needs and challenges girls face, while promoting girls' empowerment and the fulfillment of their human rights." This year, the UN's theme for the day is "GirlForce: Unscripted and unstoppable,” GET IT GIRL! 💪🏽 . . . #internationaldayofthegirl #getitgirl #girlday #oct11 #nationalgirlday @strangerthingstv @milliebobbybrown @sadiesink_ @netflix #celebrategirls #girlempowerment #strangerthings3 #girlforce #grlpwr #eleven #bffsforever #youthempowerment #womenempoweringgirls #milliebobbybrown #janeives #elevenandmax #maxinemayfield #sadiesink #strangerthingsgirls #strangerthingsgirlpower #strangerthingsfanart #girlssupportinggirls #elandmax #girlsofstrangerthings #bloodygirlgang (at Hawkins, Indiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3f-I2GhAEv/?igshid=10xv6ejvou0hb