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[hrrngton-a2]

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

         “     yeah,   no  shit.     ”          steve  clutches  his  bat  with  two  hands,   watching  the   —   what  did  dustin  call  them,   again?   demidog?   —   scamper  off  into  the  woods.   “     if  this  was  a  job  i’d  be  goddamn  getting  paid  for  it.     ”      a  little  breathless,   he  props  the  bat  on  the  ground  and  leans  against  it,   peering  over  at  max.     “     you okay?     ”

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[prcphesise]

† @madzoom.

        ❝ UH, HI !  YOU’RE  max, right ? ❞  buffy approaches the girl who sits alone at one of the lunch tables.  sitting down next to her, she smiles kindly and extends her hand.  ❝ i’m buffy !  it’s nice to meet you ! ❞ 

when principal snyder forced her to sign up for the freshman buddy program, buffy had been dreading having a fourteen year old tailing her all day.  but now, sitting in front of her assigned freshman, it feels like less of a chore ;;  maybe she can actually help this girl feel more comfortable going into the fall !  ❝ i know high school can be really, really scary...i felt the same way at first !  but you’ve probably been through some other scary stuff !  this is no different. ❞

[spitaught]

@madzoom   /   horror starters   ---   ABANDONED CITY.

        it isn’t often that they get time alone   (   RESPONSIBILITY weighed its heavy claws against their childhood - bred spines,    the endless promise of high school and death by hanging around every corner   ),    so he drinks in the summer daze of being alone with max.          they’d escaped into the wilds of hawkins   -   a little patch of forest with trees that had seemed impossibly huge to him as a child,    but now appeared as far too ordinary.    the other boys had been busy,    which worked out perfectly.    as much as lucas LOVED mike,    his moodiness seemed to pervade out and touch everything in his path.     so    -   he and max,    alone in the forest,    wasting their time away with catching bugs and splashing ankle - deep in water.

         shine of the day was wearing off as they walked from the forest to the town,      shedding off the reprieve of childhood glow   (   he already longs to return to the pull of the forest,    but he passes the shops and makes idle conversation as if his mind wasn’t wandering   -   ).   ‘   and then he said that if charlie didn’t shut up,    he was gonna give homework to the ENTIRE class,   and you’ll never guess what charlie did   -    ‘    voice cut short,   as he glances into the candy store,    mulling over spending his pocket money on getting something for himself   (   and max   of course    ).    ‘   hey.   it doesn’t look like anyone’s in pop’s.   ‘    excitement bled into worry as he glanced around the streets.   ‘   MAX.   there doesn’t seem to be anyone    -    anywhere.   ‘

[spitaught]

@madzoom said   ‘   you can’t keep me safe from everything.   ‘

     heart   -   oh,    beating traitor in his chest near broke in TWO at the words !   SLINGSHOT offered little protection against beasts of the wild   (   tool had even been unsuccessful against bullies,     shaky hands unable to aim right   -   ).   still,     that wouldn’t stop lucas from throwing himself into the line of danger in the hopes that just ONE of his friends were safe.   max clearly saw through the act   ;   how many other of his friends saw the tremble of his wrist,     the swallow in his throat,     the weakness that he let pollute his bloodstream ?   ‘   i know.   ‘    words as razor blades,    as barbed wire,    as a dagger - edge.    he swallows them all and hopes they don’t hurt him too badly.   ‘   but you have to let me try,    max.    ‘    /    @madzoom

[storymade-a]

madzoom replied to your post: pre-apocalypse!althea wears really fun prints on...

maybe max thinks al is cool

fuck yes

[saqerlat-blog1]

@madzoom said  : okay, i’m just going to lend you my mom’s cosmo

girl  is  a  swath  of  carmine  against  a  scarlet-saturated  world  when  leo  finally  turns  his  gaze  on  her,  red-lensed  glasses  glinting  in  the  bright  sunlight.  ❛     your  mom  can  keep  her  cosmo,     ❜  he  replies,  pulling  his  glasses  down  a  little  to  see  max  in  all  her  TECHNICOLOR  GLORY  before  pushing  them  back  up   &  coloring  the  world  crimson  once  more.  he  hoists  up  the  novel  in  his  hands,  a  TRASHY  ROMANCE  he’d  fished  out  of  the  pool’s  lost  &  found  only  twenty  minutes  earlier.  ❛     i  think  this’ll  do  me  just  fine.     ❜

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