Max Tybalt

Maxine "Max" Tybalt - Owner of Gilded Ink Est. 4-1-2011 Covenless Witch Private RP blog with Vievecor RP

[gildedxink]

Current statuses:

Dating: Gwen Lycaon Adopted Parent: William Rogers Bestie: Rei Remington, Daphne Blackwood, Judas Samara Mentor: Artus Westwood Enemies: Artemis

Living: Above their shop with Will Work: Gilded Ink (owner), Council's Tattoo Artist Coven: Covenless

The Highlights:

First starter in VC: Inked Lines - April 6, 2024 Will basically adopts Max post Phantom Creek: Dusty Dreams - September, 2024 Gwen and Max's First Date: Watercolor Hearts September 14,2024 Max's Parents Death: Violent Repercussions - October 22, 2024 Max and Gwen: Make it Official - Xmas 2024 Gwen is attacked durning the black outs: Deja Vu - March 8, 2025

[elio-del-vecchio]

"I wouldn't hate that," Elio quipped with a smirk and easy shrug, handing off his belongings to Max. Shirtless, he moved to take a seat and added, "They heal perhaps a bit faster than they might on another being, but they do often take some time. I don't aid the process if I'm honest." It was well within his ability to heal them instantly, as he often did for strangers he helped... That ease of life-- the removal of the burden, however, went against the very way Elio went about his own life. He voluntarily carried the suffering of innocents, but carried it none the less.

[gildedxink]

She put his things in a drawer, flipping the Monty lock and returning her attention to Elio. There were several moments of consideration, his self sacrifice made the thought of healing runes feel like an insult or well blasphemy in this case. He took suffering and in turn suffered, a painful cycle and despite all that he could do he endured it. Perhaps she could protect him in other ways, preventing harm from out side forces or specificaly malicious. There would be some complicated rune work but she could sort it out, ones that guarded from harm aside from that which was self inflicted.

"Then we'll avoid healing, you take this rather seriously and I want to respect that as much as every fiber in me would much prefer you to heal." She started flipping through the sketch book and pulling a few pages out and setting them to the side. "Given what you do, do you end up in fights often?"

[daphne-blackwood]

"Next time you speak to either one of them ask them about the pie incident. To this day, I still don't know which is responsible." Sometimes she wished that she could go back to those golden moments when life was far simpler. Elijah still pressured them, but not as much. There was yet to be any rift. But it didn't help to stay stuck in the past when the present was something that needed to be dealt with.

Daphne fished around in her small purse that should certainly not be able to fit all that she was currently pulling out of it, but she knew that what she was looking for had to be somewhere. "Ah ha!" She handed the small vial to Max. "I know that you are a very capable witch, but this is already prebrewed to help with the hangover tomorrow." Daphne would probably be taking one herself before the night was over.

"Warmth is good. Cider is perfect." She smiled, pulling Max's coat tighter around her. With a laugh, she gently pushed Max. "Define recently."

[gildedxink]

"Pie incident, got it." She likely wouldn't remmber given how far in the weeds she was at this point. The edges of everything were hazy, the touch of her fingers against ice dull and numb. Maybe Daphne would remind her later, she was pretty sure Daphne was more than well aware of Max's state. If she was reminded then she could ask Rei about it later.

She took the vial she was extended and smiled. "What would I do without you?" Max tucked the vial away, that was something she'd be happily taking if it meant not having to fully pay for her sins tonight. She ordered Cider for them both before raising an eyebrow at her, "Oh, I don't know how I feel about that response."

She took comfort in the conversation and the drinks happy to forget about the way her emotions twisted and knotted in her chest and just focus on Daphne for a while.

[gwen-lycaon]

Max's bringing up their grief of their parents stung harder than the alpha was expecting. She knew Max was right. It wasn't fair. Gwen had thrown herself into supporting Max, and when it was time for Max to return the favor, Gwen had ran. Letting people in was still a skill that eluded her, no matter how hard she tried. And with everything crashing down around her, it only made it all the more difficult.

Gwen winced, Max hitting every target they aimed their words at with a steady, beautiful precision. If Gwen weren't the object of their wrath she would have found it incredibly hot, and if she were being honest, she still kind of did. "I deserve that. And more. I..." she trailed off, inhaling before letting out a long breath. "I don't expect you to forgive me, Max. Hell, if the roles were reversed I would have already kicked my own ass by now," she tried to tease, but the humor didn't quite meet her eyes. "Look, I... I didn't realize how much I was leaving behind until I left. I know that sounds cliche'd as fuck, and I hate myself for how corny that sounds, but it's the truth. All my life has been one big fight or flight roller coaster, one I could never get off. And at times I didn't even want to because nothing has every truly felt like home enough to try, not with the my family, the pack, my career, all of it. After everything that happened, I thought... I thought that if I just left again everything would go back to normal. But it didn't. I just felt emptier than when I left. And it's because for the first time, the thing I was chasing was the thing I left behind. You. You are my home, Max. I'm sorry I couldn't see that through my own bullshit to see it sooner." She adverted her eyes from Max to down the last half of her beer in a few big gulps. She could already feel the warmth of the shots coating her belly and brain, grateful for the momentary reprieve.

"I'm not going anywhere. Not anymore."

[gildedxink]

You're damn right you desrve it." They huffed, "If you weren't catching me after a fight and with those fucking sad puppy eyes that you know melts me I might have tried to kick your ass." They'd loose, Gwen was stronger, but she probably would have let Max just out of guilt. Not that that would have made them feel any better. Max wasn't built for combat, there was proof more than once that they could but certainly wasn't up for making a habit of it.

"I'm no where near ready to forgive you. I didn't even know you were back. When were you going to tell me you were home? After dad blurts it out on accident? Or after Jax mentions you in passing? Or when someone inevitably saw you and asks me if you're back?" Max crossed their arms in front of them creating that physical barrier to keep themselves from doing more than looking at her. As much as parts of her screamed to touch or kiss her. "Fuck."

She's staying. There was a sense of relief in spite of the anger and frustration. There was at the very least a little hope that they could get back the feelings and comfort that had been so needed. Max wasn't ready to entirely take that hope in their hands but it was nice to know it was there.

"I.. can't. fuck. I can't think here." They sighed, thier hand gripping their arm. "I am too drunk, too pissed and frankly still to fucking attracted to you to figure out how to fix this." They gestured between them, "I cant think straight.." There was a little snort at the word 'straight' like they were some kind of clever teenager again. "Lets go... just anywhere but a bar."

Max tossed cash on the bar, waved to the bartender. They pulled their leather jacket back on untucking their hair and stuffing their phone back into a pocket before grabbing Gwen's hand and pulling her along into the night air. They took a deep breath in and the cold air stinging their lungs. "You can come stay at my place...we can talk in the morning, we can do it now but I can't promise to be nice or anything.."

[daphne-blackwood]

Daphne wrapped her arms around Max, holding her tightly. Of everything in this mad world, she had the most faith in love. A love like the sort that Max and Gwen shared was rare and beautiful- more than that it was true. Gwen would be back. In her heart, Daphne was certain about it.

She snorted softly, nodding her head. "You should have seen him as a kid. Total rapscallion. I would tell him and his brother it was bedtime, and the two of them always managed to get an extra hour out of me. It was the doe eyes. You cannot say no to the doe eyes."

The slight pang in her feet reminded Daphne why she normally kept her high heels to a sensible level. As much as she adored dancing with Max, the prospect of getting off her feet had her trailing after Max towards the bar, sighing as she settled on the seat next to her.

"I tried the elderberry mead. It was pretty good, but I'm looking for something with a bit more of a burn." Her eyes skimmed the menu. "Do you think the apple cider has cinnamon in it? I bet that would warm us right up." She blushed, remembering she was still wearing Max's coat. "I'm so sorry. You should take this back. I'm warmer now."

[gildedxink]

"God I'm so glad I didn't babysit them. That would have been the death of me for sure." She loved the two like little brothers despite whatever was happening to Eiji. The three of them really should go out again it'd been a while and maybe it'd be healthy for all three of them.

"Elderberry mead does sound like it'd be good!" She peered over at the menu but it was a little blurry, probably for the best. "Definitely would warm us up not sure on the burn bit you're looking for though."

"No, you keep the coat I am perfectly fine." She pressed a kiss to her cheek, "Lets do the cider then we can get cozy and you can tell me all about whatever project you got going on." Max wanted to attention off of her, literally anythign would be better.

"Blow anything up lately?"

[elio-del-vecchio]

“I’m good, thank you,” he replied, appreciating the immediate moves to make the space more private, which immediately reassured the deity in his first impression of Max. “And I’m partial towards nature related work. Flowers, trees… Anything of that sort. I was an elf in my first life,” he offered up with an impish smile and wink. He also often found it to be a slightly less intimidating request for his first time working with a new artist, considering how common of a request it often was. “I don’t have anything particular in mind for this job, and since it’s cleaning up that area. I’m open to whatever you think would look best,” he added as he followed Max around her workspace and towards the back. When they approached the heart of the studio he took off his coat and inquired, “Do you have a preferred spot I leave my belongings?” Sure, he could have simply made them disappear— but it felt a bit excessive of a show, and Elio much preferred to not use magic excessively unless making a point.

[gildedxink]

"Nature I'm good at, in fact I've been having quite a bit of fun with ivy lately." The urge to make a joke about ivy climbing across his ribs. Him being an elf in his first life made a lot of sense seeing him. She hummed as she though considering the area mentally and what might make sense given what she knew about him.

"Oh here, Let me put them in a drawer so Monty doesn't steal your stuff. He's a thief." Monty loved to steal and while stealling from Dad or friends was okay she didn't want him stealing from Elio. It was his first time here with her and comfort was moreimportant.

"I have a question about how your scars heal is it an instant thing or do they take time?" She could possibly put some healing rune work into his tattoo if they took time. He already does so much perhaps a little aid there would be good.

[daphne-blackwood]

She saw the flash of hurt in Max's eyes and longed to soothe it away. Daphne knew with certainty that a love like Max and Gwen's was not typical and would survive the trial and tribulation of a brief respite. Gwen would be coming home. She could feel it, but she understood the usually optimistic witch's hesitancy to get her heart broken again.

She snorted, biting her lip to keep the grin off of her face. "Isn't that what I always tell you before getting myself into some sort of trouble?" It might be a bit hypocritical to call her out on it, but Daphne worried deeply for those whom she loved. Max was lucky that Teddy had been there. She didn't doubt Max's ability to protect themself, but it worried her that in a moment of panic, it might not be enough. Vampires could strike and drain a person in moments. Not even the most powerful magic could protect the off-guarded.

"Brat is right." She playfully rolled her eyes. He was a brat, but they wouldn't take him any other way. The three shared a bond that transcended blood into something utterly unique. It was the family that Daphne always desired. "Hey give me some credit. The only thing I'm testing tonight are alcohol limits and gravity."

[gildedxink]

"I... I ... mean yeah." Max sighed softly, she guessed she was being a little more unhinged than usual and perhaps that she was being a bigger danger to herself than she was really willing to admit too. She'd need to sort that out on the other side of this party.

"But at least he's cute about it." She shrugged a little, "Well lets go do that first option because I love dancing with your but I.... need a drink."

She leads her back over to the bar hopping up on a stool and ordering a whiskey again. "Have you tired any of the mead or the mulled cider?" She asked as the whiskey was placed infront of her, "I was a fan of the cider."

Max was going to avoid the earlier converstation for as long as she could... she wasn't ready to deal with that quite yet.

[atlaswestwood]

"Dad's a big fan and gods forbid I do anything that he might actually like," they said with a grin. They weren't much of a rebel but Atlas loved a chance to piss off her dad.

They couldn't fault them for that, given how cold it was but Atlas had enjoyed it as well. "I think there's whimsy in that much coldness. It's a different kind of cold to here." The entire trip was a new experience for the young elf and now she had ventured out of Vievecour, they were thinking about their next holiday. "But definitely not for everyone."

"Been therebefore," the elf joked. They had been trying to behave a little more since returning home but it was easy to be swayed to go drinking with the crew and cast after a show was done for the night. If Max didn't want to get into details though, Atlas wasn't going to pry and let them spill if they wanted to. "It is done, so is the theatre actually. Everything came together at the right time."

"But the space looks much the same, it's meant to be a blank canvas for our wonderful artists, like yourself."

[gildedxink]

"Oh, you know how much I love not appeasing your dad." They chuckled filing the information away for later. Atlas was such a blessing of a person to be around, despite the everything seeing Atlas or Artus always gave them warm feeling in their chest.

"I have a replacement print done for that painting I did ages ago. I'm just waiting for it to arrive so it can go back where it belongs. Shame about the original though.." She'd have to repaint it or do something similar now. That was something for another day however, for now she'd focus on the present. "You already got me to agree. You dont need to keep flattering me."

"I do appreciate it though." She chuckled a little," Should we go for something a little hopeful? Given everything? She started toward the studio in the back, she could think of a few that would be good options given the context of it all. "Rebirth kind of theme?"

[elio-del-vecchio]

Elio watched the small ferret curiously and with some amusement as it darted around briefly, commenting, “Uncommon choice for a companion. Seems quite charming though.”

His tone and mood shifted slightly then as he addressed the question presented, responding, “I use to have a piece across my ribcage that’s faded with time.I thought perhaps you could utilize that space for a session?” The area in question you could hardly tell had once held former work, worn from time and various scars mangling the artwork over the years. “It use to be several older runes, but I was hoping to replace it with something a bit more modern.” Or at least, more visually appealing considering how rough he considered his own appearance more often than not. “I have a few pieces near it that perhaps you could tie a design into?”

[gildedxink]

"He chose me really... that was even before he was my familliar." Not much longer but he'd found them in the pet store when they needed something other than the voices in their own head. He'd become their familiar and a grounding source for their sanity since then.

"Lets take a look, do you have any ideas for the runes?" She waved for him to follow, her other hand did a sweeping gesture and one of the sketches on the wall came alive turning off the open sign and locking the door. That would be for the best given the context of Elio, it was probably comforting to know they'd be left alone. "Shouldn't have any walk ins now unless it's Will."

He was the one always most likely to show up in the shop, she loved him for that. She led to the back of the shop where the mudane world was left behind and this was her true work space. The studio covered in paint, the adjacent corner alive with plants, old tomes and witchery. Then her workspace this was where she did her true work, the kind that one had to be in the know for. "Can I get you a drink or anything before we start?"

[gildedxink]

For crying your eyes out or celebrating. Remember Rei and I are here for you. Love ya!

Daphne

Max pulled out their phone chuckling a little and sent a text to Daphne.  [Text] Daphers - Thanks babes. I’lll let you know if I need help with this. Love you <3

[gwen-lycaon]

Her heightened senses caught the glint of amusement in Max’s eyes at Gwen’s display of awkwardness, hoping it meant she was breaking through their facade. The alpha bit her lip, mostly from anxiety, the rest was to keep herself from staying something stupid. She fought the urge to word vomit, regurgitating a monologue of explanation and penance. Seeing them flinch brought a wave of clarity to the wolf as her worry for their partner increased. Gwen let out a tense chuckle at Max’s admittance of their lack of sobriety, ordering a few more shots for herself.

“Yes, ma’am,” she mock saluted with two fingers before shooting back the three that lay in front of her. She chased the burn with a sip of beer, clearing her throat before responding to Max. “Looks can be deceiving,” she replied back solemnly. It was true she had more color in her cheeks and possibly even looked slimmer after traveling for her book and PR for her brand, but her soul still emanated a darkness as her reality came crushing back the minute she got into VC limits. "I- I know, and i'm... sorry, Max. I-," the rest of her sentence lost on her lips as she looked into her partner's eyes. "I fucked up. I keep fucking up, actually, no matter how much I try not to. Even coming back to you and seeing you again, I fucked this up. Look, the truth is, I didn't picked up the phone because I didn't even know if you'd even want to see me. I honestly wouldn't have blamed you if you didn't. I shouldn't have ran... I know that now. I knew staying here in the headspace I was in, I was going to go nuclear and I couldn't stand the thought of you being in the blast radius for that. It's.... it's not that I didn't trust you... I love you, Max. Fuck, I love you. I just... I knew I couldn't trust myself." The alpha drew her beer back to her lips to shut herself up, the last several months of emotions spewing out of her mouth.

[gildedxink]

God you're such a dumbass...

The salute was so dumb, how was this woman so hot and so awkward all in one body? Max sighs at the 'deceiving' comment. Then the rest of it tumbled out, and it had them gripping the glass tightly in her hand.

"Yeah, you kinda did..." They shouldn't be doing this drunk, they shouldn't being doing this right now but the bag was open and the cats were getting out. "You didn't give me a choice...You didn't let me be there for you like you were for me."

Max downed the drink they had taking a breath, "I sat there while you were in a comma, Gwen, a FUCKING comma. I found you! I thought your were going to fucking die. And when I did get you back...when you were awake again you pushed me away and you left." The put the glass down with maybe a little more aggresion than she wanted. "You didn't want me in the blast radius..."

"You love me?" She laughed a little bitterly, "I love you, but fuck you, I missed you so much and I've been so alone and everything is still fucked... So tell me are you staying or is this visit? Are you going to leave me alone in the dust again, because I can't do that again"

[gildedxink]

🚫 What traits would they want to avoid when it comes to choosing a romantic partner? &🤑 What’s the biggest wager they’ve ever made?

🚫 What traits would they want to avoid when it comes to choosing a romantic partner?

They really have to pick someone that will make time to spend with them. Max is a time spent kind of person, so if you dont make time for them then there's no point. The same goes for friendships. They will drop everything to be with their people but if they wont even try then Max will distance themselves.

🤑 What’s the biggest wager they’ve ever made?

Converting the occult shop into her space now. This is monstly a like a costly thing. Building out the shop to be a proper studio and do what she wanted was a really big under taking, they're very proud of what they built.

[gildedxink]

😒 What is something that will instantly annoy them?

CREDIT ARTIST. Also when the pieces in the gallery. Read the little plaque, read what they put, dont just assume you know what they intended with the piece because that's wht you see.

[gildedxink]

🎾 What are they currently juggling in their life?

🎾 What are they currently juggling in their life?

SO MUCH. They're trying to balance their dwindling mental health and their obligation to other people. They've been an optimist for so long but in the last year so much of their life has been toppeled that they're just trying to get back to being that optimist.

[gildedxink]

😡🙈🕛

😡 What is the last thing that they totally overreacted to?

When they got a one word text from gwen instead of like an actual answer while they were gone.

🙈 When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?

It used to be anytime they'd tattoo a bunny for Izak. They made sure the person consented and went over everything with them but always feels bad about seeing them after the contract over. She just has to reassure herself that she's making sure they consent.

🕛 What have they been thinking about lately that has kept them up at night?

Eun-ji and if that relationship falling apart was their fault. Gwen on if they were going to come back now that she is back trying to decide how she wants to deal with that. WHY/HOW IS LUKE A COP???

[gildedxink]

♡ (for Jo)

Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours (with commentary cause I can) @detectivejdarling ●●●●● | ATTRACTION (We've gone over this, We're simps..) ●●●○○ | AFFECTION (Max likes Jo, She often thinks she's too optimistic for Jo's taste.) ●●●●○ | INTEREST (Max wants so badly to connect to Jo better and build a friendship.) ●●○○○ | LOYALTY (This is a rough one for them right now period no offense jo) ●●●●● | TRUST (Literally no reason not to. And she's a cop)

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

[caia-sjofrid]

"Like Black?" Caia made a face as they said their name, an uncharacteristic sneer appearing on their face for a moment. They took in a breath and released it before turning their sea green eyes towards the witch. "You're not wasting my time, Max..." they said softly. "But take it from me. If there is a species out there that does not want to be found then there is good reason for it. It'd probably be along the lines of why we don't want to expose ourselves to the humans either..."

Caia allowed themself to relax a fraction at Max's words. It was good to know that she was not one of those supernaturals who wanted to do away with the Golden Rule, since there were a number of them even if they were in the minority. But even with this reassurance, Caia knew that they had their own mission objectives to fulfil. "I can look in to this siren matter further if you'd like. Just so that I'm clear, how much of Black's operation do you know about? Tell me everything."

[gildedxink]

"Yeah, like Black..." She couldn't disagree that she was certain that there was something really fucked up going on and she didn't have enough evidence to do a damn thing about it. "I.. yeah," She hated being so much younger than most of the people she spent time with. "You're right," She leaned back her head resting against the bench. "I should let this be shouldn't I?"

She sat back up properly and sipped the last of her coffee, "Not much. Just that there was the bunker with blood wines. There was siren research, and the spirits said that they use the world around us to influence the dream which is what started the digging into things. I guess the Phantom Creek had a bigger toll on me than I originally thought."