#brainwashed max

[hot-gremlin-pissboy]

Chat can we kill them🥺👉👈

idk what possessed me to draw these 2 mfs🧍

If yall know me from my CC amino days no u dont🏃

#camp camp #brainwashed max #daniel camp camp

[crazy-tomato]

Free to use BEF pfps

I might make more eventually!!

#bad end friends #bipper #beast wirt #ice finn #tko #chara #birthday mabel #red leader tord #red leader #brainwashed max #evil morty #im getting lazy to tag the rest ughhh #otgw #gravity falls #adventure time #fionna and cake #ok ko let's be heroes #undertale #eddsworld #camp camp #rick and morty #crossover #crossover au

[racingcore]

I mean why is VerstappenCOM posting this close up of Charles. I mean i get it but damn 😭

#Max Emilian Verstappen has brainwashed everyone around him #charles leclerc #lestappen #max verstappen #formula 1

[nagihonos]

please wait for me. i will definitely save you.

i love hikari so much shes such an interesting and complex character (even if the show doesnt think so) and i just think max heart should have leaned into the fact that she's the manifestation of a light deity a bit more

dont look at this too hard

#i had to stop messing with this or i was going to throw it out the window so whatever its not exactly done but idccc #shiny luminous #hikari kujou #futari wa precure max heart #WE LOVE YOU HIKARIIIIII #NOT ENOUGH LOVE FOR HIKARI #ANYWAY BLEASARRUGHHHH MORE LIGHT POWERS FOR HIKARI ME THINKS #bro ur light goddess magical girl just brainwashed a food truck owner is this ethical???? #okay this one u guys can rb

[stop-breaking-my-heart-dragonage]

reason #592 why Carver is my favorite companion in da2: All companions have 2-4 different lines of dialogue they can potentially say if Hawke falls in battle, but Carver has 5 and they're just-

#'carver hates hawke-' bitch where #he's an ass who can lash out and say stupid things but he loves his siblings even when they hurt him or break his heart #and i stand firm that not bringing him on the deep roads expedition *does* break his heart #even at max rivalry on the templar path he still cares about hawke he's just now living with the mistake he made #when his judgement was clouded by hurt and his situation was desperate and he's now trying to lay in the bed he made the best he can #also chantry bullshit trying to brainwash him... can't forget that fun little nugget #anyway i love him. he's my favorite companion and yes it's very unfortunate for me given i spend most of the game missing him sksks #but i manage to max out his friendship and put him on the warden path every time so he's great to bring on dlcs #da2 #dragon age 2 #carver hawke

[whumpdrivethru]

can I order some delirium? confusion, disorientation... maybe with a side of thinking caretaker is whumper?

thanks! 💖💖💖

Hi dear! So sorry for the wait, the hustle got the best of me… But I’m here to serve now! Enjoy 💖

PS: You didn’t specify if you wanted caramel or chocolate sauce (aka pronouns), so I self-indulged with the sprinkles, I hope that’s alright!

- Max

They stumbled inside Caretaker’s room with their eyes glazed over and their breathing shallow. Their mind was blank, so impossibly blank, and they felt unable to form a coherent sentence. Instead, they just stood there, staring into space. Swimming in darkness.

“Whumpee?” Caretaker called softly, frowning. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He stood up promptly from his bed and walked up to them.

They shook their head several times, lips parted, eyes wide with the pupils dilated like they had been drugged. Their dazed silence was terrifying to Caretaker.

“Is it Whumper?” he asked. “What did he do? Whumpee, talk to me, what did he do?”

Upon another absence of reaction on their part, he guided them to the bed and sat them down. Their head bowed mechanically, and so he crouched in front of them to be at eye level with them. He rubbed their knee hoping it would be of some comfort, feeling his own stomach twist into knots with how powerless he was in helping them. They were an empty shell, like their very soul had been stolen. They didn’t even seem to know where they were.

“What has he done this time? Did he give you something? Did he hurt you?”

Still nothing. He placed a hand on their shoulder to try and get them to at least acknowledge his presence. That was when their voice returned.

“NO!” Their face contorted in terror as they stared at Caretaker. “Don’t touch me! Whumper, please, no!”

His blood ran cold. “Whumpee, Whumpee, it’s me! It’s me, it’s Caretaker!” He cupped their face to get them grounded.

But they looked haunted, and they were still thrashing and sobbing and shouting. “No no NO! I don’t want you in my head, PLEASE!”

They pushed themself up and lunged forward like they wanted to flee, but their knees buckled beneath them, and they tumbled down. They screamed as if their whole body were on fire and then curled up into a ball and rocked back and forth.

Caretaker rushed to their side. He hesitated before touching them but eventually gripped their shoulders and forced them to face him. “Whumpee—”

“No, no, Whumper, PLEASE!”

“HEY! Snap out of it!”

They kept begging and crying. Caretaker was out of ideas. The only thing he could come up with in that moment was slapping them. Hard.

It felt terribly wrong. He watched them freeze, and the apology hung on his tongue. Yet, the guilt subsided the second they gasped for air, as the fog cleared from their vision.

“Caretaker?” They swallowed thickly, glancing around with a disoriented expression. “What—”

He shushed them gently, but worriedly. “It’s alright, it’s just me. You’re safe, okay?” He helped them up and guided them back to the bed. “You’re alright. I’m here. No one will hurt you.”

Whumpee gave a slow nod as they let reality sink back in. Heavy, but relieved silence settled over them and remained for a couple of minutes.

“Can you tell me what happened?” Caretaker risked eventually.

“I…” They chewed on their thumb. “I was just having a drink with Whumper, like we usually do in the evening and then...” Their forehead creased as they tried to remember. “Then I think we had a fight. And he…” Their head throbbed and they fell silent again, wincing in pain.

“Then he, what?” Anger was starting to run like fire through Caretaker’s body. “What did the bastard do?”

They ran a hand through their hair, whispering softly. “I can’t remember.”

“Are you making excuses for him again?” he accused. His jaw set. “I keep telling you he’ll hurt you and you don’t listen. For god’s sake, Whumpee, when are you going to stop pretending that he is your friend? Stop protecting him!”

They gazed up at him with gray eyes filled with hurt. “You’re being unfair.”

“And you’re being stupid!”

They turned away slightly, pausing for a while. “I think he tried to brainwash me.” They held back the ‘again,’ though they both knew. Their tone was low and resigned.

Caretaker instantly felt bad for lashing out. “Gosh…” He sighed deeply and sat down next to them on the bed, rubbing his forehead. “Look… I’m sorry. It’s just… Every time is worse than the last one. I always pick up the pieces, and I’m... I’m worried.”

They stayed quiet for a minute. “I’m sorry, Caretaker.”

He sighed again. “No. Don’t be sorry.” He pulled them in gently, wrapping a protective arm around them and allowing their head to rest on his shoulder. “It’s not your fault.”

Silent tears welled up in their eyes. They let them roll down their cheeks and the crook of their neck as they leaned fully against him.

And Caretaker repeated the words, softly. ‘It’s not your fault.’

You've been served by Max! Leave a tip if you liked the meal :3

#max #whumpdrivethru #tw delirium #tw attempted brainwashing #tw mental breakdown #male whumper #disoriented whumpee #whump aftermath #ask game #answered asks #whump #whump writing #whump community #whumpblr #whump blog

[nightmareinfloral]

i distinctly remember crying when i first read this. god thad deserved so much better.

#he was just a brainwashed kid!! he had the capacity for love and wanted to be loved!! #thaddeus thawne #inertia #impulse #max mercury #bart allen #dc #dc comics

[pikaflute]

If Sam gave the little pharaoh in episode 303 like a ds with pokemon on it I don't think he would've brainwashed everyone

#sam and max #he wouldve been too busy with beating like the first gym in sinnoh or something #max: YOU GAVE HIM MY DS? ILL KILL YOU #sam: he was about to brainwash us all jackass

[straycalamities]

i wanna draw but the thing is: i Think too much when i draw and so the horrors flood in

#txt #a big reason why i had a bigggg art drought for a long time #just could NOT sit and draw without upsetting things assaulting me the second i put the pen to tablet #and like within seconds id be in tears #and i think rn im just not in a good headspace after today so :( #6 day work week with max hours dude #im dying out here #and things that have been adding up for months are starting to spill over finally #rip me #x_x #my therapist suggested just do uh basically vent art but she didnt word it that way #but i forgot how to do that ????? #and would it actually help????????? #and social media's brainwashed me to only draw things worth posting????????????? #and i wouldnt wanna post something that i vent arted in my heaviest moments probably #maybe #idk maybe itd be vague and cool enough #but again idk what id draw to get the feelings out how does that work anymore #do i go back to what i did in highschool and just draw dudes fkn killing each other brutally

[diverbots]

My bad for the doodle spam I should’ve compiled it into one big post next time. Anyhow, I know Maximilien being a hero is a far-off dream and he’s realistically a wimp who has never killed in his life but let me have this, let me believe for a second. I will not stop hoping for that dipshit to be in the game (coping)

#text #Unless I hear it from the devs themselves that Max will not be added to the game I will still keep my head up high. 😐 #Also Max’s whole backpedaling on Talon moment in the trailer has to be about Ramattra’s brainwash thing right. So like. Skull emoji.

[hot-gremlin-pissboy]

✨my lil bad end✨

all ponis is axe’s 👍 except for bip i did him LOL

POINT AND LAUGH AT THE BLANK FLANKS 🫵 😤

#mlp #my little pony #bad end friends #bill cipher #bipper #gravity falls #beast wirt #otgw #over the garden wall #brainwashed max #camp camp #wraith norman #paranorman

[crazy-tomato]

Hey um remember that one "heres some concepts for a comic series i would like to make" well i thought to myself "why dont i remake it with some of my newer hcs and other bef members?" And uh.

It might got a bit out of hand...

Heres the cropped ver!

I had some ideas of what the story could be, i really want to go deeper with this concept and if i dont manage to make it a comic at LEAST i try to make it as a fanfic

#too much ppl to tag #bad end friends #bef #bipper #beast wirt #ice finn #evil morty #chara #birthday mabel #tko #brainwashed max #devil cuphead #devil mugman #nomi randy #pink steven #red leader tord #chat blanc #zib #mewberty star #button eyes coraline #helos #darcy #grimdark rose #grimbark jade #sober gamzee #the servant #izuru kamukura #oracle charlotte #raymesis

[boyrobottz]

lil gift

(redraw! original under cut)

#gore #blood #max karria #brainwash au

[mswyrr]

i love lucy/cooper but i also think the canon romance writing on lucy/max is good? two young people, brainwashed by different cults run by old people trying to force things to be their way. both will break free and make something new together

even their different povs on sex fit with that - max is a virgin who is completely clueless *because the Brotherhood* did that to him - and Lucy thinks of sex as either simple casual fun or to "breed" - because the indoctrination of vault 33 shaped her that way

imo it's a frank and visceral show - so i am pretty sure we're going to see them have sex for the first time and when they do it will be about Making Love - it will be a first for both of them and something they've come to that doesn't fit either form of indoctrination they were subjected to

i really dig it. strong canon romance writing! both characters are well handled and their journeys mesh together well in a romantic story.

I'm a multishipper here because i want to think of lucy with EVERYONE interesting -- because each ship brings out different sides of her potentially -- lucy/steph?? dark and interesting. lucy/coop? ooh yeah bang your dark side girl! lucy/max? strong canon romance writing of the two young people who want to be, each in their own way, knights/cowboys and have to figure out what that means to them free from the brainwashing.

#fallout tv #lucy maclean #maximus fallout #cooper howard #fallout meta #my meta

[thearchercore]

charles with his giant ferrari flag at the door and 5000 ferrari memorabilia begrudgingly adding a little mv logo sticker in the darkest corner of the window (max is overjoyed by this)

max would have the biggest "babe oh my god you didn't" energy when charles specifically spent an entire shift thinking about the least visible corner in his store to pick the best placement

but give it a few months and charles would do something stupid like, call the orange ice cream "unleash the lion" after max wins another wdc after abu dhabi and the entire population of milan would give him questionable looks like he just got brainwashed into a cult:

"charlie, you know we all love you here and respect your relationship.. but now you're kinda pushing it."

"you were so young and so full of potential. and now you have a verstappen ice cream of all people..."

"you named an ice cream after him? did he propose?"

but for max it's highlight of the year and he proceeds to mention it to everyone. everywhere.

#lestappen #ice cream shop au

[leclsrc]

hi auds bear!! dunno if you saw charles' insta story of his new sky ad but now begging for a 2k celebration blurb of dad!charles <3

misspelled – cl16

genre: fluff, 2k celebration, girldad!charles

“It’s L-E-S, love.” He points to the piece of paper peppered with doodles. “Go ahead for me.”

The sun is high and sweltering, with noontime March heat, but still Charles is undeterred in his quest to get your daughter to spell his name properly. The evening prior, you’d presented him with a welcome home card signed by her, and addressed to Daddy Charlse—cue the Leclerc dramatics.

He’d pressed about a thousand kisses to her tiny face, thanking her over and over and keeping the card in his bag so they could cook dinner together. But once the pasta was finished and the toothbrush jingle was sang (twice) and he’d stowed her off to bed (three storybooks later), he padded over to your bed and sighed lowly, stopping just shy of the foot of it. Already you’d sensed his incoming anxious complaint.

It comes. “So. Charl-s-e.” 

“She’s four, honey.” You’d shut your book softly, smiling. “She spells her grandmum’s name as Packal.”

“It’s because I’m always out for work, isn’t it?” He climbed into bed beside you, perching his chin on your stomach. “And this is also because Max keeps insisting he babysit, sweetie. I swear, he’s brainwashing my baby girl.”

You laughed; the vibration extended into him and he smiled fondly at your reaction. “Charles, it’s nothing. They’re working on spelling at school, you know—she’s got a few words she gets wrong sometimes, the same ones. But she’s learning.”

“Charl-s-e,” he’d repeated sullenly. “Charl-seh.”

“If it matters that much, why don’t you try teaching her tomorrow?” You swept your hand through his hair, mouth in a half-smile. “Make an afternoon of it.”

He’d taken your advice very seriously—woken up a bit earlier, cooked them both pancakes (and you French toast, as always) and led her into the yard for some daddy-daughter time. “If you’re thirsty, I made lemonade,” you sing-song from the patio door. “You two’ve been at it for a bit.”

There are scrapped pieces of paper with his name misspelled on most of them—there is the occasional success, though you’re guessing Charles wants just one more—and drawings of your family all over them. You already sense the influx of pictures Charles has on his phone, of these drawings and cards he always posts on his Instagram or sends to you.

At your announcement, Julia looks up, green eyes piqued with interest, grip on the red crayon loosening. But her father’s faster, gently coaxing her back into the mini lawn chair that sits on the yard. She nods along his careful instructions, writing slowly, sun filtering through her light brown hair.

You get short moments of reprieve like this during the season. It’s rare for Charles to visit if he’s in the thick of it—most of the time you travel to a different city to see him, Julia going from your hip to his arms in seconds once he spots the two of you. But this moment is irreplaceable: the sunrays on the grass, the lemonade waiting to be drank, the pieces of paper with Mommy and Papa, bunchfuls of grapes on the patio table. 

He tries again. “Come on, love. C-H-A…” 

She bounds into the kitchen five minutes clutching a final paper, which she shows you with a sun-tinged face of pride. CHARLSE, it reads still. You pour her a glass, wait for Charles to finish packing up the rest of the art materials Julia was too excited to do herself; he comes in a bit sweaty from the sun asking to see the card.

You hand him a glass and press a kiss to his cheek. “Still S-E,” you say, both of you reading over the various scribbles.

“I don’t care.” He pauses. “You see this?” He points to the lower part of the page. 

Best Daddy Ever is written on it in wild vivid colors. You beam, love bubbling up in your chest overwhelmingly. He takes it from you and tacks it onto on the fridge, smiling. “She wrote that. I couldn’t have asked for a better card.” 

#f1 #charles leclerc #leclsrc2000 #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc drabble #charles leclerc smut #f1 x reader