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#MADTOO. an independent & selective max mayfield from netflix’s stranger things. highly triggering content & 18+. written by rey, 22, she/ they. low to medium activity at times. ( EST in 2022 ). minors & personal blogs dni.
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𝙼𝙰𝙳𝚃𝙾𝙾.
“ why do you have that look on your face? ” @sagecier
“ gee, i don’t know. maybe it’s because i’m always singled out as the bad guy. it happens every time we hang out as a group. ” she shrugged, tossing a rock across the lake. ( and failing. miserably ). max went quiet for a moment, crickets being the only thing to replace her voice. “ stop inviting me out if it’s always going to turn into a ‘hey! let’s attack max’ session. ”
𝙰 𝙵𝙸𝚇𝙴𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳, sheepish hues watching sunlight reflect off murky lake water, max’s rock barely skipping the surface of water despite the flick of her wrist, instead sinking below in the abyss. an exhale, before ❝ 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝙰𝚄𝙻𝚃. ❞ snappish response, causing back molars to tighten. he’s not looking for confrontation, not with her, it wasn’t his intentions. ❝ you know how everyone can get sometimes, i didn’t know we’d cause an argument. i wanted everyone together again. for once. ❞
“ look, ” his response caused earned him a quick glance from max. oh shit. she knew the feeling of wanting everything to be the same for once. if the right person asked, she would admit it. she exhaled deeply, picking up another rock to distract herself from making eye contact. “ i’ll just suck it up, i won’t say shit. maybe things would work it next time. ”
“ no, i don’t hate you. ” @palaedin
“ wait... oh my GOD. ” she abruptly made a stop, kicking up dirt in the process. the moment felt like a comedy movie to her. oh, he can’t be fucking serious. when it came to mike, ( or just people in general ), max couldn’t help but to be blunt. she grinned at him, letting a scoff slip from her mouth. “ you mean to tell me all of this going back and forth was for... no reason. ” her grin faded instantly. there was never a moment where she wasn’t fighting the urge to hit mike wheeler in the head with a mallet. “ yeah, bullshit. ”
FIREBALL HIM !
horror-centric & plot-heavy. written by jam. 18+ content. luv me xo
she’s so unserious
“ you’re not a very convincing liar. ” @palaedin
“ you literally lie all of the time. ” the words came out louder than max had intended. one thing mike knows how to do right ( in her eyes. ) is to get under her skin almost instantly. “ we always know you’re lying... we just go with it. ”
“ we’re locked in! ” @janeives
“ jane.. i know. ” she ran both of her hands through her hair as she looked around for something to help their situation. the last thing she wanted was to be cat scratched in the face for a second time by jane. “ just... stand over there. please? just not so close to me. ” she scans the room, her stare being blank due to her slightly focusing on the fact that her face is oozing blood. thanks, jane. her eyes lock onto a fire extinguisher, which was near jane, unfortunately. “ okay, forget what i just said like, two seconds ago. can you give me that over there? ”
* 400 RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS (READ MORE) ,
"i never noticed your eyes were this pretty."
"i'll stay in tonight, thanks."
"i can't even trust myself anymore."
"anything to eat around here?"
"i hope to repay your kindness someday."
"you're a terrible flirt you know."
"the only time you talk to me is when you need something."
"how did you find me?"
"how can i possibly trust you? after all you've done."
"i take orders from your father, not you."
"you're not a very convincing liar."
"i thought i'd never see you again."
"why can't i come with you?"
"it was my fault. it was all my fault."
"all this anger and hate, it's not good for you."
"this is the part where you apologize."
"is being drunk an excuse?"
"let me out of here! let me go!"
"aren't we in a good mood today?"
"i was making sure you weren't dead, since you never called."
"there's nothing left for me here."
"i know i lied to you. you can hate me and it's all right."
"i've been waiting for you for a long time."
"what happened? i heard a crash."
"was it you? did you do all this?"
"don't come any closer!"
"looking for something?"
"you're too scared to do it, aren't you?"
"i thought you'd like this."
"you came back!"
"i like seeing you smile."
"i must warn you, i won't go easy on you this time."
"it's better to expect disappointment."
"sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now."
"no way, i'm not doing that."
"it's you! you came for me."
"could you be happy here with me?"
"let me buy you another drink."
"why should i trust you?"
"he's only mostly dead."
"knowledge is power."
"i screwed up. i know."
"we're going to have to stay here tonight."
"help me choose something to wear?"
"i do care."
"i'm sorry, i'm not what you think i am."
"how many more people need to die before you're satisfied?"
"you scared me."
"just try to hang on."
"i risked my life for you!"
"two years later and you haven't changed."
"we're not so different after all."
"i need you to trust me."
"why are you being so stubborn?"
"you don't scare me."
"i'm scared of what you're becoming."
"you look like you just saw a ghost."
"that's quite a scratch you've got there."
"i've always hated it."
"this is the part where you leave."
"don't treat me like a child."
"you were talking in your sleep."
"what are you doing out here by yourself?"
"wait. i've heard that sound before."
"would it be alright if i borrowed this?"
"i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do."
"it's not stealing if it was mine to begin with."
"it's nothing personal."
"you were going to leave without saying goodbye?"
"i'll still be here when you wake up."
"don't you fucking dare!"
"you're lucky you're cute."
"it's too dark, i can't see anything."
"i swear it wasn't me."
"that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you've just met."
"i've got your back, okay?"
"how long have i been asleep?"
"just who do you think you are?"
"i think i might've broken something..."
"i wish you'd take better care of yourself."
"is this what you wanted?"
"what do you want in exchange for it?"
"did you miss me?"
"i'm trying my best and it's not good enough."
"it's not safe for people to see us together."
"don't lie to me."
"i see a lot of myself in you."
"take a seat, we're gonna be here a while."
"i won't hate you. i know you think that's what you deserve but it's not."
"who do you fight for?"
"it's rare to see your kind around here."
"walk with me?"
"i know you better than you think."
"why did you bring me here?"
"what did you want to tell me?"
"you don't even know my name."
"it's nothing, i'm just tired."
"of course i care. you're my family."
"i didn't tell you because i was afraid... of losing you."
"where is my candy, you son of a bitch?"
"you want me to punch him in the face?"
"please... say something."
"who the hell invited you?"
"we need to be careful."
"i just wanted to say i'm sorry."
"we're locked in!"
"don't be naked. i'm coming in."
"do you ever get afraid?"
"you wouldn't understand."
"promise you'll say something if you need help?"
"where have you been?"
"there was blood everywhere."
"i just need to step away for a bit, get some fresh air."
"we're safe, aren't we?"
"how about a little midnight snack?"
"how many people have you killed? how many?"
"whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no."
"you look... amazing."
child’s play 2 (1990) dir. john lafia
“ why do you have that look on your face? ” @sagecier
“ gee, i don’t know. maybe it’s because i’m always singled out as the bad guy. it happens every time we hang out as a group. ” she shrugged, tossing a rock across the lake. ( and failing. miserably ). max went quiet for a moment, crickets being the only thing to replace her voice. “ stop inviting me out if it’s always going to turn into a ‘hey! let’s attack max’ session. ”
“ i do blame you. ” @psychei
“ there it is. you finally said it. ” the skateboard stops abruptly, her eyes being cold as ice as she looked directly into his eyes. whenever there was a situation, max always found herself being blamed for everything. not by anyone else but mike. keeping her stare on him, she took a step forward. “ i don’t get it. why is it that every time there’s a problem, you turn around and blame me? what the fuck, mike? ”
it actually looks like I won’t be acknowledging much from this season at all like..
more random dialogue prompts ,
“why do you have that look on your face?”
“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”
“what have you done to yourself?”
“did you do something different with your hair?”
“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”
“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”
“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”
“there’s something wrong with me.”
“no, i don’t hate you.”
“hey stupid.”
“we’re aren’t them.”
“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”
“you know you’re wrong.”
“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”
“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”
“what makes me so special?”
“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”
“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”
“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”
"how about we don’t do that.”
“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”
“you’re the worst.”
“i don’t need you right now.”
“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”
“i thought you were supposed to call me.”
“take my hand.”
“i need you.”
“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”
“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”
“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”
“why won’t you tell me what happened?”
“you don’t know what this means to me.
“i know it doesn’t make sense.”
“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”
“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”
“your voice is putting me to sleep.”
“did you find what you were looking for?”
"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”
“well, i guess that’s broken.”
“i thought it was part of the act.”
“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”
“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”
“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”
“how could you do this to me?”
“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”
“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”
“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”
“people think i’m weird.”
“i think i’m losing myself again.”
“you can’t be here.”
“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”
“do you know what today is?”
“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”
“i need to get out.”
“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”
“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”
“you gonna eat that?”
“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”
“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”
“we’ll never make it in time.”
“you’d be late for your own funeral.”
“you should have seen it coming.”
“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”
“why can’t you just be happy for me?”
“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”
“is this how you flirt with everyone?”
“how much longer till we’re there?”
“what have you done?”
“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”
“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”
“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”
“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”
“i never want to hear you say that again.”
“you’re all i have.”
“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”
“i was doing so well until you showed up.”
“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”
“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”
“how can you stand this place?”
“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”
“you need to stop.”
“i don’t like that look, what happened?”
“is that seriously your password?”
“what’s your problem?”
“you had no right to use it without asking.”
“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”
“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”
“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”
“why do you want to help me?”
“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”
“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”
“hey, look what came in the mail!”
“do you want to get a drink or something?”
“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”
“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”
“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”
“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”
“you need to leave.”
“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”
“i do blame you.”
“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”
“you’re no longer useful to me.”
“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”
Tommy Jarvis and his alien mask in Friday The 13th parts 4 and 5.
