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cute thing || maximum

“I think it’s really cute how Max reads. I mean, I don’t know if she realizes it, but she kind of like sounds stuff out, out loud even when she’s reading in her head. You know? I think it’s kind sweet, like a little kid. Plus then she gets frustrated and just makes the best face!”

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"Why would you say that Max?!"

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flockleading B)

Send me your URL and I'll tell you

My Opinion on;

Character in general: max, i love max so much, i have loved her from the moment i read the first maximum ride books.How they play them:  actual max tbh.The Mun: the biggest sweetheart ever, we should totally talk more.

Do I:

RP with them: yes B)Want to RP with them: always & forever<3

What is my;

Overall Opinion: im convinced you’re actually max & i love this blog so much & i am unbelievably happy it exists. you obviously have a+ taste in books & you should add me on skype.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

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                                     ❛    —–  can i help you ?    ❜  

      there is a complete stranger standing on his porch, a girl. he hopes she doesn’t notice the dried blood underneath his fingers, the uncleanliness of his appearance. he’s recently just returned from the forrest, there’s another wounded animal that needs his help.

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flockleading (bc I felt like it whoops)

        Blonde hair scraped back behind her ears, nose scrunched in concentration, Angel’s angelic features began to warp, to change. It was a gift she had only mastered once, or twice. Mostly due to the level of difficulty involved, not that she could ever admit that to the others, especially Max. Angel was the most talented one; it was her place in the flock. Otherwise, she was just the baby. 

                      Exertion, however, was immediate. Her features returned to usual, and she kicked irritably at the side of the wall. Dank and dark, this had been Max’s last choice of hideaway, but it was indeed the safest. Angel had never shared her sister’s ( because for all intents and purposes, Max was her sister ) claustrophobia. The confined spaces that scared the older girl, or at least the closest Max came to scared, felt  w a r m  and safe to Angel. Cradled by the darkness, she found it much easier to sleep there. But not tonight.

        “Max, are you up?”

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flockleading replied to your post:#sometimes i think to myself ‘im not THAT gay’#and...

honestly she is the most beautiful woman on earth ugh

when i was like twelve, she performed in my home towns pantomime and i cried so hard because i didn’t get to meet her that one of the ushers went and got her and she gave me a hug and an autograph.

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flockleading ( ❤ )

❛ Yes, I am a grown man. Yes, another grown man just took my hat. And my SEAT !! I nothing sacred in this world ?? ❜