#my max

[georgiasbrainstuff]

"How do you race against Max Verstappen?"

[withoneheadlight]

i still can't believe what happened yesterday

good morning everyone

[talontarget]

I Think (Therefore I Am)

Day 3 - The Whole Flock

#maxride hc prompt week

title cred: therefore i am by billie eilish

Tagging: @maximum-ride

They’re prey animals, essentially. The Flock is mostly human, but they’re all two percent bird. That has a lot of impacts; more than just the wings, and bones, and healing. It impacts every facet of their psyche. They’re prey animals. They choose flight more than fight. Sometimes they even choose freeze.

Not one of them can help it. Two percent is a marginal change to a human’s DNA. The Flock is just as close to being a bunch of bananas as they are to humans, and every one of them has that thought as they grow older. Especially when Jeb starts the science lessons and tells them that humans share upwards of ninety-eight percent of their DNA with bananas. Jeb had a hard time consoling the ones that thought that was horrifying - Max, Fang, Gaz. He had an even harder time getting the ones that thought it was cool to stop talking about it. Iggy, Nudge, and Angel had made it a game to bring back bananas from every supply run they were allowed to go on, which led to a house-wide banana ban.

Even after Jeb died, bananas were still banned in the house. That’s what Max is thinking about as she stares through her cage doors at Jeb. She’s glad that the rest of the Flock is asleep. She doesn’t want them to know he’s alive. That he’s a traitor.

She spits in his face. For a split second, she sees the true Jeb. The smile falls and anger rises in his eyes. She sees him as a Whitecoat more than the man who rescued her. Max doesn’t want Gaz, or Angel to see that. Nudge had checked out of looking up to Jeb a long time ago, but the fledglings still loved him. Called him Dad. “Fuck you,” The thought of the fledglings keeps her voice down but she has to grit her teeth to keep the volume low.

“Max, that’s not how you talk to me.” He opens her cage door slowly like he’s expecting her to launch at him. She had escaped, once, a long time ago. She had shattered a Whitecoat’s orbital floor, broken her jaw, fractured her skull. Max is sure Jeb remembers that. It was the same day they blinded Iggy. She wants him to remember because she was only eight, then. She’s fourteen now. Lethal.

But they’re prey animals, essentially. Every human instinct to survive is multiplied by the instincts of their bird DNA. Max doesn’t fight, she doesn’t run. She freezes. Her eyes are wide and her breathing slows until she’s stone-still. Jeb reaches his hand in and she tracks it with her eyes. When he pulls her out of the cage, Max doesn’t fight back. He loads her onto a dolly because she won’t walk, and as Jeb wheels her out of the room she catches Fang’s eyes.

He turns away, probably thinking about bananas.

[alchemicrune]

hey.

💋🔪🌻

[mixedlollybag]

Who needs a weighted blanket when you have a big lap dog

[vulpesarctica]

Max and I feel much the same when it comes to cold weather.

[princessvicky01]

My day off from work as a dog groomer spent grooming my own dog, yay! I do love his fluff but he was getting knotted and smelly, all clean and sparkles now - with minimal growling and whining at his own mother! (That's my spot on the sofa btw and he damn well knows it.)

[mnyard-3]

2x17 PROMO

‪"YOU LOOKED ME STRAIGHT IN THE EYE AND LIED" ‬ ‪"I AM HER BROTHER. SHE LOVES ME"‬ ‪Max stay away from him!!!‬