#this is me with Yax.
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ace-of-garlic-breads · 1 year ago
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me when I absolutely adore a ship but have like zero context for one of the character's personalities other than what other people post"
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huffley · 7 months ago
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"So, who's it gonna be Max? "
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((THIS IS A WIP))
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mikachuusedcharm · 2 months ago
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Hey guys! I wanted to make a quick post to celebrate getting 100 kudos on my Soulmates AU for Yakko x Max!
Thank you to everyone who took some time to read it, I had so much fun writing it, and I am currently working on new Yax stories, so I hope you guys can give them a chance in the future as well!! :3
Art featured in the story will be under the cut (just in case you want to avoid mild spoilers lol)
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Art by @cringetownusa
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Art by @starlingdrawz
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Art by @frenitian
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sharonisthebettercarter · 11 months ago
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Hit you with more yax, but it's a tarzan au:
Max looked around, trying to find the best twigs for the fire. He wasn't the best at camping and didn't know much about making a fire, but he could gather twigs to help his father, Goofy, and Salazar out for the night. He kept picking up branches and twigs even though the bag he was using was almost full. Max felt like he needed to focus on something other than analyzing the jungle's wildlife.
It turned out to be an even bigger distraction than he was expecting as Max looked around after filling the bag up and found himself in a completely unknown place. He tried hard to hear the group back at camp, but got nothing but jungle sounds. Max gripped the bag tighter, trying to stay calm and think clearly. He glanced around, trying to locate any familiar markings, and his heart almost stopped at the glinting yellow eyes that were focused on him from between two bushes. Max swallowed hard, willing himself to not move a muscle while at the same time formulating an escape plan. He kept coming up empty, even his training leaving him in the face of such a dangerous creature in an unknown, big place.
The animal stepped forward, coming out of its mostly hidden place, and Max realized with dread that it was a Marsupilami. It stood up and it took all of Max's self-control to not turn around and run. Not asking Salazar with his gun for assistance was proving to be a mistake with each passing moment. Max was frozen in place. The torrents of curiosity and suspicion coming off this creature shook Max to his very core. He had heard rumors of the Marsupilami species, of course, but like most people he had dismissed it as some kind of urban legend. The kind of bedtime stories parents would tell their children at night before bed.
Now lo and behold, it was directly in front him in person! He'd never considered that such a majestic animal like this could really be at the heart of mythologies. Heart hammering in his chest, Max desperately tried to decide what to do when a strange yell echoed through the small clearing. The Marsupilami's head flicked up and it looked ready to slam down on him, all Max could do was close his eyes and hope it was a quick death. He heard the Marsupilami snarl and leaves being smashed but nothing touched him.
Max opened his eyes slowly, almost scared to look. He blinked, confused at the sight of muscular arms wrapped around the Marsupilami's neck, Black messy hair tuft appearing from behind the animal's head. The Marsupilami thrashed around, trying to get free, but it couldn't. The stranger's grip was too tight. The Marsupilami whimpered, large paws slamming the ground in a useless attempt to fight.
Max watched wide-eyed as the Marsupilami was released and turned to look at the stranger. The stranger shouted gibberish at the Marsupilami. The animal frowned at the stranger. It made weird gibberish sounds too and gave them the 'why not?' death glare. The stranger sighed and responded to the Marsupilami.
Whatever the stranger has said to the other animal, earned them a slap across the face, and suddenly another appeared, this time female. She quickly restrained her mate, trying to calm him down. The both spoke gibberish. As soon as they were done communicating, they both scampered away from the stranger. Max kept his eyes on the animals' retreating forms until they were gone, only then turning to the raven-colored figure of his savior.
It was a man! He was crouched, intense onyx eyes watching Max curiously from behind messy black hair tuft as he approached her. His torso was well-built and bare. He has short black fur covering most of his body and white fur over his face, cheeks and eyebrows. Before Max could notice anything else about his savior, the man started some sort of weird Marsupilami crawl towards him. Max moved back, trying to put some distance between them. His back met the solid bark of a tree and Max found himself gazing into onyx eyes and with nowhere to run.
"Stay back... I'm warning you, my dad won't take kindly to...!" Max said as the man moved closer and sniffed Max's hair and neck, making Max extra aware that his fruity shampoo wasn't helping the situation. Something touched his leg towards his belt and Max jerked back in surprise, hitting his head on the tree.
"How dare you!" He said, swatting the man's hands away and he recoiled.
The wildman pulled back and Max finally saw the wild man's full body. The man's body was completely bare, tight, and hard muscles covered in scars. He has a small red nose and black ears, as well as a tail that sticks out through his pants. He was also wearing only a loin cloth with a tail that sticks out through it. He watched Max with curiosity, head tilted to the side.
"Oh jeez... I'm lost in the jungle with a wild man!" Max said aloud in almost whisper. The other man continued crawling towards him.
"Oh...er," Max said more to himself, "Now that's close enough!"
He mentally cursed himself, feeling stupid talking to someone who couldn't understand him. The feral man simply continued to observe Max, his eyes feeling like they could see right through Max. Max held his breath as the feral man poked at his chest and stomach.
"Hey! Knock it off!" Max said, looking away irritated from the wild man with his eyes closed and chest puffed out, "don't touch me", he warned darkly.
Max put his leg out from under him, placing his foot on the wild man's bare chest.
The feral man looked down at the action, stilled as Max did nothing but held his leg out as a barrier. There was a hint of a curiosity on the other man's face as he looked at the foreign object on Max's foot (his hiking boot). Max was about to draw his leg back under his body when lightning fast fingers grabbed him by the foot. Max's breath caught in his throat as the feral man pulled off his shoe and brought it up to his face, inspecting and sniffing it.
"WTF?!" Max squeaked.
The wild man lowly lost interest in the shoe, and picked up Max's bare foot.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Max said as the other man wiggled and pulled his toes around, and ran his thumbs along Max's sole, causing Max to giggle.
"Haha...please don't that tickles!" Max pleaded, trying to tug it away, but finding the man's grip surprisingly strong.
Max finally had enough of the endless probing of his foot when the man resorted back to sniffing, he started smelling his leg and worked his way up under Max's shirt.
"Get off me!" Max said kicking the man in the face, "Serves you right...now you stay away from me like a good wild man or whatever you're supposed to be!"
The feral man repeated Max almost perfectly, "Yakko".
Max gasped, jumping back in surprise and resorted to sitting back on his knees with his feet behind him to keep the wild man from touching his foot further.
"You can speak!" Max said, his eyes glinting with amusement mixed with curiosity, and Max forgot all about the small fact that he saved him from the Marsupilami and he was tickling his sensitive foot.
"Why didn't you say anything before? And here I was thinking you were just some jungle lunatic! At least give me your name."
The man pointed at himself, looking deep in thought, "Yakko".
"Oh that's very lovely... I'm..." Max was just about to introduce himself, until Yakko unexpectedly leaned in his head onto Max's chest.
"Oh, um... I see you like my heartbeat," Max said nervously.
Then Yakko did another unexpected, he grabbed Max's head and pulled him towards his own chest. "Yes yes...that's very nice!"
"Now then er-um... I'm Max".
Yakko traced Max's face and repeated. "Max."
"Max, Yakko."
"Exactly".
babe... i'm just in awe that you put an entire whole ass fic in my inbox like damn. you coulda posted this yourself as a oneshot~!! but lovely work (altho not exactly a ship for me) BUTT~
i am honored. round of applause<3
i can't even think of anything else, but i mean, hey, you do you boo<3 i'd say it's payin' off<3<3<3 ;)
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strawberrykizzez · 7 months ago
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Nacida para amar el Yax, obligada por la sociedad a gustar del Maxley >:^(
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hizznbyte · 30 days ago
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Yall fw this random ass kitten I found running outside my house when I was coming home from school?
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It ran into the gap between me and my neighbor’s house fence thing. I like this guy.
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unhingedkinfessions · 11 months ago
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i have no idea how other people kinfirm but for me its by doing whatever & then referring to a fictional character without even thinking about it as "i". so in other words i think im kin with max goof
HIIII MAX :)
but yeah. it's either first personisms or insaneo emotional breakdown
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queer-in-a-cornfield · 2 years ago
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LMN Yakko!
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Additional headcanons! (I’ll add more as I think of them)
- Gets very fidgety when he’s nervous, but tries to hide it
- Never completely left his Hamilton phase (mostly because I didn’t either lol)
- Cannot cook to save his life
- Occasionally has to remind himself to just enjoy life after so many years of just trying to keep himself and his sibs alive
- Totally doesn’t need therapy at all, what are you talking about? (He definitely needs therapy)
- His favorite class is literally any history class
- Very fast runner, on his school’s track and field team
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audiart · 2 years ago
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Head up I do not draw OCs or RP, please don't send me asks or requests for it 😅 I will block if you spam me
The only time I draw OCs is if I open commissions, and I'll make a post about it
My ask box is for questions and occasional prompts only, thank you!! 💖
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angeflrs · 2 years ago
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I made a Max's Skate Desing for my fic ✨✨
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ofthenoseclan · 11 months ago
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prommy youll ignore the upcoming post
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ace-of-garlic-breads · 2 years ago
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Jean Shorts by the Arrogant Worms is just so Yax to me.
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huoyd · 1 year ago
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Hey, what if i asked pretty please for writing requests for the new year?
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goofyrpmaniacs · 2 years ago
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Z: Still I could dial it down a bit. I guess it's just...*slight blush* I like you and I got a bit carried away with the flirting. It's my own fault I got pushed, I made you uncomfortable and I'm sorry.
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Zekko belongs to @thatyakkofangirl
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hizznbyte · 1 month ago
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YAX YOURE WRONG THIS IS ABOUT ME W/ TERRY AND KREESE
"How can you like these very toxic and horrible characters that have done despicable and unforgivable things?" oh it's quite simple actually, this is fiction and I think with my dick.
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hizznbyte · 2 months ago
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Spent half the day sleeping and limping around the house and made this
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That’s kind of all I accomplished today but whatever this is probably funnier in my head
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