* STORM / SEEN !

ind. max caulfield, written by jay.

[stormseen]

                                                                                        𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍!!

                                     an independent, mutuals-only portrayal of MAX CAULFIELD from LIFE IS STRANGE. follows canon/au. ships with chemistry. heavy themes present.

[stormseen]

what if i came back that'd be crazy

[stormseen]

Max breathes. 

She tires to push all of the terrible thoughts out of her head, like she’s been practicing. It’s my fault. Mine. There are people we left behind, and we don’t know where they are. They could be anywhere, they could be-

It’s not your fault, her therapist constantly reminds her. Chloe constantly reminds her, too. You were caught in the middle of something that was going to happen anyway. There was nothing you could have done.

But what if there was? Max is sure that she made the right choice. But if their friends could see her now, could understand the choices she had to make, would they think differently?

She breathes again. Eyes shut tight, focusing until she doesn’t feel the tears springing to her eyes. The panic subsides. She clings to Chloe like she’s a lifeline, the only solid, certain thing that she can depend on. In a way, she is. 

“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

cont. // @fire-walk

[stormseen]

‘ what happened? ’ (from Chloe, @fire-walk)

she'd been having those nightmares again.

ever since they'd left arcadia bay, torn to ruin by the storm, max has been in and out of a limbo of guilt. she’s been improving, or so her therapist says. she’s not constantly looking over her shoulder, wondering what ghost of their past may show up in her waking moments next anymore. she’s not waking up in cold sweats every night. she’s not having visions.

but every so often, when her guard is down and things are quiet, it comes creeping in. with the false sense of security comes the DOUBT, the heavy feeling in her chest. the closing of her throat.

panic.

“ chloe- ”

her voice is hoarse, and she immediately curls into her. seeking warmth, affirmation. 

“ just- just another nightmare, that’s all. ”

meme. // accepting // @fire-walk

[stormseen]

i want all the soft ships for max

[stormseen]

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

" oh...yeah, sorry about that, rachel. "

she’d almost forgotten that she spent the night at rachel’s place, or that she’d used one of her hoodies for warmth. really, no one could blame her - it was comfortable, soft. had that aura of safety that rachel always seemed to carry with her.

“ don’t worry, i won’t run off with it or anything. it was just - really warm, is all. ”

sentence meme. // accepting

[charmymemes]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

feel  free  to  change  any  pronouns  or  subjects  (or  reverse).      tw  for  blood,  death  and  physical  violence  mention.

‘  is  it  complete?  ’

‘  who  are  you?  ’

‘  who  is  this?  ’

‘  why  are  you  bleeding?  ’

‘  what  would  i  do  without  you?  ’

‘  do  you  feel  alright?  ’

‘  what’s  your  name?  ’

‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’

‘  do  you  want  something  to  eat?  ’

‘  aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  someone  important?  ’

‘  did  you  read  it  yet?  ’

‘  can  you  help  me?  ’

‘  why  do  you  act  so  weirdly?  ’

‘  what  do  i  do  with  someone  like  you?  ’

‘  you  awake?  ’

‘  can’t  you  tell  left  from  right?  ’

‘  how  dare  you?  ’

‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’

‘  why  didn’t  you  fight  back?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  interupting  me?  ’

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

‘  what  happened?  ’

‘  haven’t  you  said  enough?  ’

‘  why  are  you  still  ___?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  shut  up  and  be  quiet?  ’

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’

‘  why  are  you  yelling?  ’

‘  how  could  you  say  that?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  why  did  you  turn  out  this  way?  ’

‘  are  you  talking  to  me?  ’

‘  why  won’t  he  date  me?  ’

‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’

‘  why  are  you  crying  yourself  to  sleep?  ’ 

‘  are  you  serious?  ’

‘  who  did  this?  ’

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’

‘  do  you  promise?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  moving?  ’

‘  is  he  looking  at  me?  ’

‘  does  it  hurt?  ’

‘  how  did  that  happen?  ’

‘  what’s  the  weather  for  tomorrow?  ’

‘  are  you  in  love  with  me  yet?  ’

‘  is  it  that  important?  ’

‘  want  some?  ’

‘  was  that  an  accident?  ’

‘  what’s  the  deal  with  you?  ’

‘  who  do  you  think  you  are?  ’

‘  can  i  ask  you  something?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  leave  then?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

‘  is  this  all  you  can  do?  ’

‘  why  is  this  here?  ’

‘  how  did  you  get  in  here?  ’

‘  is  it  freezing  to  you?  ’

‘  what  are  you  making  tdday?  ’

‘  are  you  lost?  ’

‘  has  it  been  that  long?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’