Max Thunderman

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𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 : an independent and semi selective roleplay and ask blog for max thunderman. penned by starshine, she + her, twenty5+. this blog is used for recreational purposes only. the ask box is open. feel free to send in anything!

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍     -     𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥 . 𝐟𝐚𝐪 . 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐛𝐞 . 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 .

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒     -     tbd 

[thunder-giirl]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴠᴇ, ᴘʜᴏᴇʙᴇs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇss ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ..? ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪs ғᴏʀ ғᴜɴ ..?! sʜɪғᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ɴᴇʀᴠᴇs ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ — ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏɪɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀ ʜᴀʟғ-ʜᴇᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ɢʟᴀʀᴇ. ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴄᴄᴀsɪᴏɴ ᴍᴀx ᴅɪᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ; Iᴛ ᴇɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs. ʙᴜᴛ — ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴛʜᴇʟᴇss, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ. ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇs, ᴄʜʟᴏᴇ ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴsɪsᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʟ. sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇ sᴏ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ?! ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀ, ᴄʟᴇᴀʀʟʏ.

Bᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀx, ᴄʜʟᴏᴇ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴀʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴀɴ ɪɴsᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ғᴇʀʀɪs ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ ᴘᴏᴅ.

"ᴄʜʟᴏᴇ! ᴡᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴜᴛ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴄɪᴠɪʟɪᴀɴs ɪɴ ʟɪɴᴇ!"

Tʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀʙᴀʙʏ ᴏɴʟʏ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴀɴɴᴏᴜɴᴄɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. Hᴇʀ ᴘᴏᴏғ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀsᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇs ǫᴜɪᴄᴋᴇʀ.

Aɴ ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢɪʀʟ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ. Bᴜᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ sʜᴇ sᴀɴᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ sᴇᴀᴛ, ʟᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ɢᴀᴢᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. Hᴇɪɢʜᴛs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ.

" — ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴀᴛʟᴇᴀsᴛ ᴄʜʟᴏᴇs ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇs ᴅᴀʏ."

[maxmillions]

how the fuck she got used to teleporting he didn't know. his vision tilts, a riot of colors and max tries to shake off the stars rocketing through his head. he'd be lying if he said he didn't think chloe's powers were valuable; it was an easy way to get around and he could admit to himself that he'd come to rely on her ability. but the fact that it came with the distortion of his senses bothered him. it made him drop his guard, left him groggy, a mistake he didn't like to make.

phoebe's shrill pitch rings in his ears and max quirks an eyebrow at her exclamation. leave it to her to worry about the morality of cutting a few people in line. he'd done the same thing with a lazy wave of his hand and a few clever tricks of freeze breath last week when they'd been standing in line for coffee but he keeps his mouth shut, watching as chloe bolts, a crack of static singeing the air. he'd have been proud of her little stunt if it didn't mean he'd be left alone with phoebe. she was sulking, pressed against the back of the gondola, her fingers digging into one of the railings. he has half the mind to tell her to look down, watch her pupils dilate and her cheeks flare but he slouches down across from her instead.

he didn't mind heights exactly, just the loss of control. he preferred being in charge of whatever was hurling him across the sky. he can feel phoebe's eyes on him, see the downward tilt of her lips. the implication of her own ruined plans irk him. he's sure she'd love to be anywhere but here--with him. he drags his gaze away from the bland view of the park. "you had anything better to do?" max taunts. "come on, chloe's off our hands. we can do whatever we want, have some fun." his grin is sudden, wry, the glint of a challenge clear in his eyes.

[maxmillions]

the sound of screams and whoops greet him as max emerges from the entrance. the park is choked with people from every class and country. they cluster together in little groups, steering the crowd into the general direction of the larger attractions. chloe trails behind him, her eyes wide and dazzled. she'd been nagging him and phoebe about the new amusement park for weeks. it had opened somewhere in january and had become a popular haunt for tourist and locals alike. max and phoebe had both tried to ignore the incessant requests to go. feigning excuses just to get out of it. but chloe had cornered them last night, face set into a frown, lip quivering, blurting out some story about valentine's and wanting to spend it together until she'd finally got them to agree to take her.

she's dashing off now, a bundle of energy, but max hauls her back with a lazy flick of his telekinesis and steers her in the direction of the ferris wheel instead. "start with something easy. gotta work your way up to the big ones." he says. chloe gives him a knowing glance but relents and joins the queue forming behind faux velvet ropes. he can feel phoebe shift next to him, her fingers playing with the edge of a silver bracelet, watching nervously as a rollercoaster plummets to the earth in the distance. he'd have made fun of her if he didn't share her unease. "any chance we can convince her to stick to the small rides?" @thunder-giirl