that's presumptuous of you

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PINNED POST : ZOOMINGUPTHATHILL ; Est. August 9th 2022 || Relocated June 3rd 2025 – written by BEE.  (Pending new verses, please be patient as I wait for the rest of s5 to release)

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Mutuals mostly, activity depends on mood, & how dominant my Max muse is, compared to others.

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I am not a Billy apologist, but we do welcome Billy’s on this blog.

I do have a carrd, made by the lovely PLUTOCARRDS. The wording is a work in progress, but the carrd is BEYOND PERFECT.

I will scarcely follow first ; but that doesn't mean I don't want to be mutuals.

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DNI: I am all for making your blog safe for you & I never want to tell anyone who they can and cannot follow, but unfortunately it has come to that. I do not want to be involved in the drama. I come on here to have fun and get away.. Please do not follow me if you follow/interact with malka-lisitsa. (this isn't going to be enforced, I won't be blocking or unfollowing any of you guys but I just would prefer to never see her url again.)

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kisses Max's cheek

Max looked up at him sleepily. Her other cheek resting on the palm of her hand as she leaned against the nurses station. She couldn't keep the goofy grin off of her face. She wasn't used to having a father figure that cared, so this was weird. -- but it was even nicer than she could imagine. Forcing herself to stand up straight, and turn her attention towards him.

"What was that for?" She asked, overflowing with curiosity. Was this a normal thing that people did when they cared about each other. "You know, it's been a long shift -- but, i'd do it again... For that." She whispered, shrugging before turning away from him. The vulnerable feeling she now had was almost too much.

"Uh.. I just mean -- i... You know what, i think i have a patient to check on."

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tonight max is sulking...

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Where is Bee? - updated blog list: some are still working on coming back --

Max Mayfield : high activity Alex Russo (SPN) : high activity HR Multi : medium/low activity The Pitt Multi : high/medium activity Multiple Fandom Multi : lower activity

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um tum.blr, why is that post flagged???

[mayahawkins]

requested by @whyantm

[imprettybitchin]

“No.” Her voice was small. “I don’t know where it went. The demodogs probably got it.”

After all, El had heard the place was swarming with them.

“Mhmm. Mike was different before he met you. And more different before he met me. He got me food and made me a blanket fort and made sure the Bad Men didn’t find me.”

El pressed close to Max as if that could somehow hide her from all her hurt.

“I do not think Papa loved me at all. He let them lock me into a tiny dark room when I was bad. He stood there and watched them. Just like he would make me get into the tub and go into the Scary Place. Even when I said no. I never got to say no.” Her voice wavered, but she pressed on. “Made me look for something. The place I found the demogorgon. When I was scared, he would not help me. I would scream and scream, and no one helped! They just watched!”

El clung to Max and sobbed.

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Max reached behind them on the bed, and grabbed a stuffed animal she had since she was little. It was one of her favorites, it helped her through many sleepless nights when she was little. "Well, now you have this one. He's helped me-- been there through a lot." She nodded, handing her the bear. It was El's now, she wouldn't take no for an answer.

The redhead didn't even mind that she was giving it up, El needed it more.

"A blanket fort?" She smiled, softly, fingers still running through her hair. Trying to soothe her. "-- I can't picture such a welcoming greeting..." Mike had been the total opposite with her. Making it difficult for her to even be included.

As she pressed closer, Max tightened her grip. Brought her closer, arms wrapping around her tightly. Anchoring Eleven to her. "I'm right here." She reminded her. Squeezing softly.

"No, he probably didn't -- but he doesn't deserve you. None of them did." She could feel the anger bubbling inside of her, fighting to get free, but she needed to remain level headed. Especially now, with her crying in her lap. "I'm going to make sure that never happens again El... No more tiny rooms, no more darkness, and no more tubs." She whispered, frowning softly. Max probably shouldn't have promised that, but she would fight to keep her safe. She would stick up for her best friend when no one else would. "I won't let any of that happen again. You're safe here."

She didn't get this vulnerable, no one saw this side of her. Normally it freaked her out, but this time -- El deserved it.

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feeling off today.... i'll try to be around soon

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Spent a lot of my time today on my other blogs, i should be here to do replies tomorrow.

[fxrvernxw]

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❛ you’re gonna be real happy you didn’t kill me. ❜

@jockprophet

The second he opened his mouth, the sound of his voice set off a rage deep in her soul. Turning to face Jason, a scowl that she couldn't even begin to hide was plastered on her face. Hands by her side balling into fists. Max may threaten people often, but she never actually meant the threats. She would most likely never follow through with them. Growing up around abuse, you either become that, or you ran from it. She tried to run from it.

--- with him though, it was different. With him, she wanted to punch his face in.

"I don't remember when i tried to kill you, but if you keep talking, i'm almost positive i'll wish you were dead." The redhead moved to cross her arms over her chest, as she continued to watch him. Stopping herself from attacking him. Lucas became the way he did, because of Jason. Lost his way, because he wanted to impress this douche? "Why am i going to be real happy Carver?" She hated few people, Jason was one of them. -- Maybe her anger was misplaced? He'd have to show her that, because right now, she was blinded by it.

[jockprophet]

                                  You haven’t known the triumphs and defeats,                              the epic highs and lows of high school basketball.

♱ jockprophet ; an jason carver of stranger things indie blog as chastised by sugar. twenty one plus only. she/her.   crossover & original character friendly.

[billyktothemax]

"Thirty seconds? Okay. Who's car is it, how'd you get it, and how long ago did you get your license? And I have a car."

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"I will not be answering any of those questions. Either you get in, or i leave you in the dust."

[harry]

"max?"   the   blond   is   as   confused   as   he   sounds,   but   the   words   sink   in   enough   to   make   him   dive   into   the   passenger   seat.   "are   you   at   least   going   to   tell   me   what's   going   on?"

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once he listens to what she is saying, and wastes no time hopping in, she can't help but grin. the redhead putting it in drive, and almost slamming on the gas pedal. "--- this time it's nothing dangerous, well, if you don't count the three hundred and eighty five grams of sugar we're about to eat at the new ice cream place."

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"You have less than thirty seconds to get in the car before i drive away without you."

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[]Make a deal with God.... Indie Selective Maxine Mayfield from Netflix's Stranger Things Bee est. 2022

Credit : @jjcre8

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I've been thinking about Max and Susan's relationship & i wish someone wrote her, so i could explore the angst--- but also imagine building their relationship & Max actually having a mom that's there.