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lady-ashfade · 2 years

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You think I’m cool?

Max mayfield x fem!reader.

Requested:hi! was wondering if you could do a max mayfield × female reader where maybe reader is one year above her and max has her for a class and thinks she's so cool and has a crush on her but doesn't really understand her feelings and they end up getting paired for a project or something and it's just overall cuteness? <333

Note: I picture this as the 80s but it doesn’t really have a time stamp except for Kate bush. Also didn’t mean for this to be this long so forgive me.

Warnings: Gay panic, swearing, reader has hair so I’m Just ignore if not. Also kinda hint at a player reader.

Send more requests please.

Length: long.

No matter how hard, Max tried to focus on the teachers lesson she couldn’t. All she could do is watch her. Everything she did had her in a trance.

To the way she would get frustrated at her hair that would fall in front of her face during a test. Or her clothes style, it scream badass and don’t get max started on the leather jacket she would wear.

But what she admired the most about her was her attitude. She didn’t care what people thought and chose to be funny and happy all the time. She also didn’t take bullshit, so more then half the school thought she was scary.

Y/n L/n the school’s crazy chick.

But to max she wasn’t crazy. Max looked up to her at first because she was nice to the freshman. Y/n was only a sophomore but it still counts. Then that admiration turned to something else and she wasn’t sure what it was. Or how to deal with it.

And that’s what scared her, because she’s never felt this way towards a girl. Hell to almost anyone. You made her brain go blank and no matter how hard she tried. You were still on her mind.

You sat in class working on some type of sheet your teacher gave you. But instead of doing it you started to doodle on the side of the page. But some of your vision got blocked as another another piece of hair feel in front of you’re eyes.

You blow some air up at it, hoping to move it from your eyes but it wouldn’t work so you tucked in behind your ear. Just then your doodling was cut off again when your teacher started to speak.

“Okay, class. We are going to do something different, you will be doing a project. I will pair you up into sets of two people” You groaned at the thought of being stuck with the wrong person.

Most of the people in this class were popular kids, or nerds and you didn’t mind the nerds but they could be to much sometimes. You hoped to get paired with someone that wasn’t going to annoy you.

You listen to the teacher go on about the project. It seemed like you have create a sell’s pitch of any object or thing you want. You smirked at how you could totally troll the student and the teacher by picking something not ‘appropriate’ for school.

“Max and y/n” Your head shot up when you heard your name being called. You looked around to see who max was and you saw a a red head girl looking right at you.

You remember her now. She was the pretty girl that hangs out with the d&d group, she was actually pretty cool. You never talk to her but she didn’t seem like a stuck up bitch so she’s cool in your book. And her being pretty was a plus in your books.

You gave her a nod to say hello and turned back to the teacher. But you missed everything she did after that. She was freaking out.

Her face was on fire and her head was running in a panic, her leg started to bounce. “Holy shit I’m doing a project with y/n L/n” But it slowly hit her and go her less exited.

“Holy shit I’m doing a project with Y/n L/n.”

The rest of class went by fast after that. Everyone was getting their stuff together but max was the first one out the door. She was trying to get away so she wouldn’t have to talk to you. You made her such a baby and she hated it.

Max hoped her friends where around the corner so she could get away faster. But it wasn’t so easy to get away from you as she thought.

“Yo, max.” Your voice called out to her and ran past the people in the hall, almost knocking them over. She stop and turned around and put on a smile.

“You’re like a ninja, I looked away for one minute and you’re gone.” You started to catch your breath and fixed your hair.

“Sorry, I was caught in my own mind” She gave you a fake reason to why she left so fast. Which of course was a lie.

“Don’t worry I get it. So what do you think about the protect?” you ask her. You saw her tremble for a minute before speaking.

“It’s a cool idea” That’s all she said and it became quite between you. You just thought she was just a scared of you or something. So you just smile at her.

“What do do you say If I pick you up after school in the front and we can go to my house?” She blushes at the thought of everything you just said.

“Sure” she was starting to sweat. “Well, Max I’ll see you later” You have her a pat on the back and walked off to find your friends.

“Holy shit did I just see you talking to Y/n” Her group of friends ran up to her and she couldn’t show any emotions she was feeling.

“Yeah we have a project tonight” She said so calm and started to walk off as they followed.

They started to ask her a whole bunch of questions, you seemed to have fans. But max shut them up quick because she wanted to forget about you until tonight.

You pulled your motorcycle around the front and looked for max. But you didn’t see her so you parked and waited for her to come out.

You turned you head at the sound of the school doors and saw max walking out but her friends rushing behind her. She looks annoyed but they kept following after her.

You called for her and they all looked at you, and soon max rushed over and so did they. “Hello new people” They quick where all in front of you and max rolled her eyes.

“Hello” They all screamed there greetings and just stared at you. “Don’t mind them” She got on the back of your motorcycle and glares at them.

“No it’s fine I get stared at all the time. We can all talk another day but we have something to get to” You handed her a helmet and she put it in and so did you.

“Later virgins” you started it up the Engine and she grabbed onto your waist tightly as you took off. You usually drive fast but since you have someone else you made sure to be carful.

Max was freaking out at being so close to you and holding your waist. She loosened her grip as soon as she realized what she was doing. Hoping you didn’t notice.

She wanted to be able to talk to you without getting flustered or some shit. You’re so cool and she can’t embarrass herself anymore then she already has. So she decided she will try and calm down as soon as you get to your house.

You on the other hand we’re going through the same thing but a little less nervous. Of course you’ve noticed her around school more then you should. Don’t get me wrong you’ve had a lot of girls on your bike before this but she was different.

So enough you guys got home since your house wasn’t that far from school. You pulled up to your house and Max stared at it in awe, this wasn’t what she imagine.

It looks like a family house all perfect, it also looked expensive. It was also bigger then mikes. “Holy shit” You turned off your bike at the right time to here her mutter those words.

You laughed and took off your helmet. “Didn’t expect the crazy chick to live here?” You got off the of the bike and your satchel was already on your body.

“What? No, nothing like that” You laughed at her being defensive “I’m fucking with you, max” You patted her head and helped her off the bike.

“No one should be home, all of the little shits have after school things and mom and dad are at work” You walked up the path to the front door.

“I didn’t know you had siblings” She muttered behind you as you unlocked the door. You pulled it open and waited for her to get inside.

“That’s the way I want it” you closes the door behind her as she walked through. You looked at her and saw her looking around and seeing how nice it was.

“Mom loves to buy the expensive things” You walked passed her into the big kitchen. The floor plan was big and open. The kitchen could fit twenty people in it and then there was a big dining table closer to the door.

Then the living room was a step down and had a good tv and good couches. It even had a stone accent wall, everything looked so expensive.

“Want something to eat or drink?” You popped your head out of the refrigerator and gave her a questionable look.

“What do you have?” She went over to you and stopped looking at everything. She looked in the refrigerator and saw a soda she liked and grabbed it.

“Grab any snack you want because I’m not coming back down” You stated as you grabbed a bag of chips and waited for her.

She looked around only grabbed another bag of chips and followed you. “My room is very custard” You pulled down the stairs to your room and she looked at you.

“You live in the attic?” You nodded and walked up the stairs to your room. You looked around to see if it was messy but it was a clean as it could be.

You set your things down and went to see if she needed any help. But she was already almost up and you stepped back. “Welcome to my evil lair” You open your arms to show off the room.

She looked around and every where she turned she had something to look at. The walls filled with posters and she blush when she saw it was mostly girls but also metal bands. You had a lot of jewelry or little things that filled up most of tables.

“Sweet” Was all she said as she kept looking around. You sat down on your bed which was on the floor. “You can look at my records if you want to listen to music” You watched as she went through them.

“Shut up” She pulled out a Kate Bush album and you blushed a bit. “What about it?” She started to laugh and pulled it out to put it on.

“Didn’t expect someone cool like you to like Kate Bush” She put it on the rocked player and lined up the needle.

“Well you like it” You snapped back her in a sarcastic way. She rolled her eyes and came over to you and sit on the other side of the bed.

It was silent as you both began to think and eat your snacks. You kept think about her calling you cool, so you wanted to know more so you broke the silence.

“You think I’m cool?” You watched as her eyes went a little wide and her cheek turn a different color. You smirked as soon as you saw her blush.

“When did I say that?”

“Like five minutes ago”

“No I didn’t”

“You literally said ‘Someone cool like you’ so that means you think I’m cool” You were a being so cocky right now it was almost annoying. But max couldn’t be mad at you because she did say that.

“Fine, I think you’re really cool.” She gave in. She really hoped she didn’t seem weird, I mean you guys never talked before.

When she didn’t hear your voice she started to freak out thinking she said something really stupid so she looked at you. You had your eyes forward and it look like you were in deep thought.

“Well, I always knew I was cool but “Really cool” Is another type of cool” you gave her a evil look and she groaned and you just laughed at her almost pouting face.

“Well I don’t think so now” she crosses her arms and looked away from you. As your laughter died down you gave her one last glance and then you moved closer to her.

You hit her shoulders with yours as the music in the background blared loudly. “I think you’re really cool too max” You would be lying if that seeing her close as she looks you didn’t make your heart skip a beat.

You both realize that both of you were just staring at each other was weird so you pulled away. As the night went on you both couldn’t control your laughter an become closer.

It’s been three weeks since you and max started to hang out. Feeling start to grew between you two harder then you each thought. You both couldn’t stop thinking about each other.

Your friends caught you smiling sometimes as you dreamed and wondered what girl had you this time. Her friends did the same but with how she carried her self, using a new perfume and new clothes.

Today was no different but it was also the day you both dreaded the most. Your project was due today and you guys had been picked to present to the class. Being nervous has nothing to do with the project.

It was about the two of you. After this you both had no excuse to hang out with each other. Would one of you even reach out to the other? Or was it all just to pass the time.

You pulled up your chair to hers and sat on it turned around. “You ready sunshine?” You said giving her a very big smile. “As ready as I can be” she gave you a smile back.

You both went on in front of you class and it was very interesting. You had acted like it was a theater play and being so dramatic, max just stood there but when you looked at her she did the same thing. You both actually had fun.

But soon the happiness died and was replaced with the thought of never talking to each other again. You both didn’t want to seem like you were pushy or despite.

So as soon as classes end you both went your separate ways with only the other on your mind. You of course couldn’t let her go. Yes having someone that special scared you.

You tried you whole life not let someone in from being scared to lose them. But max was someone you had to have in you’re life even if it was just as a friend.

So you decided to find her after school and pull her aside. But what you didn’t know was she had the same plan as you and actual had one step up from you.

So as soon as the bell rang you two ran off to find one another. It took you both a second to find each other and she saw you first. You had your back turned and looked down the hallway.

“Y/n!” You heard from behind you. Turning around you saw just the person you’ve been looking for. You released a sigh of relief as you saw her come towards you.

“I’ve been looking all over for you. I thought you had d&d today- Wait what are you doing” she took ahold of your hand and pulled you into the empty class room beside you two.

“I’m doing to talk and you’re going to listen” You stated at her in confusion about what the hell is going on and why she was being so serious. You nodded because the look on her face kinda scared you.

“This is going to sound crazy but I have feelings for you and not just the friend kind. I have romantic feelings and I know it’s probably weird to you. But I don’t want to lose you but I can’t risk never speaking to you again and you not knowing how I feel”

You stared at her in pure shook. You looked like a deer in headlights you didn’t think she would confess to you. Or for her even to have feelings, gay feelings. For you.

You couldn’t speak for the first time in your life because you never felt this way about anyone. Her face looked for any sign of how you felt. She started to feel broken hearted that you didn’t feel the same and now probably hate her.

“If you hate me and never want to talk to me after this I understand. You make me feel so special and like I belong but if this is to weird for you I will-”she shut up fast as she felt you on her lips.

You just kissed her. Y/n L/n just kissed her and didn’t run away. She felt all the doubts fade away as you placed your lips onto hers.

You pulled her closer by a hand around her waist and she put a hand up to your cheek. It was a very soft and sweet moment, not rough or anything. Just pure puppy love.

“I hope you still think I’m cool” She laughed at your words at the wrong time but that’s what she liked about you.

#stranger things x reader #stranger things season four #max mayfield #max mayfield x reader #max mayfield x female reader #lgbtq #Dustin Henderson #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair

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kaylawritesfics · 2 years

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HEYYYY I have another request! due to max mayfield x reader but the readers like an adopted “sister” from the lab and she likes to play guitar

(Like el’s adopted sister is dating max)

(with she /her pronouns!!)

plz ad thank you!!!💗💗

-Tia🤍

Dating Max Mayfield And Being From Hawkins Lab

headcanons

summary: what it’s like to date max mayfield while being from hawkins lab

pairing: max mayfield x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of canon typical violence, swearing, mentions of abuse (not descriptive)

note: hii tia !! sorry this took me literally forever i hope you love it :)

You and Max probably met through Eleven. You had escaped Hawkins Lab a little earlier than Eleven did and she quickly found you and introduced you to her friends.

Max immediately thought you were so cool. You had powers, like El did, and could even play the guitar.

She would totally teach you how to skateboard, telling you how cool it would be if you could skate and play guitar.

She becomes really protective over you, especially during the bad times in Hawkins. She knows how dangerous it can be for you and El, so she’s really determined to keep you safe.

Max would love to just lay in bed with you and read comic books or something. It’s really soothing for her and she loves to just be able to relax with you.

She’ll read aloud to you as she lays on your chest. She really likes when you play with her hair, as well.

She loves to listen to you play guitar, especially when she’s upset or overwhelmed.

When you’re feeling anxious about the lab, she’ll remind you that nobody is ever going to hurt you again as long as she’s around.

God forbid Dr. Brenner ever meets Max Mayfield because she’ll beat his ass.

She likes to hear stories from the lab, but only the ones you’re comfortable telling. She likes to hear about the friendly nurses and orderlies and the friends you made while you were there.

She loves complimenting you, especially because she feels like nobody really ever showed you a lot of love in the lab.

She’s not a very affectionate person but she tries really hard to become one because she just wants to show you so much love that you’ve been missing out on.

She’ll also show you all the things you’ve missed out on. Whether it’s tv shows, movies, music, etc. She keeps you up to date with everything pop culture.

She loves having movie nights with you !! She makes sure that you get to watch all the classic movies.

She just adores you so much and she really wants to protect you and show you so much love !!

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talesofesther · 2 years

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Learning with the fall

Max Mayfield x Reader

Summary: Max figures out her feelings.

A/N: A little idea that I had while writing these headcanons, and had to elaborate.

Masterlist

It was the end of August and the sun was setting, the skate park was partially crowded with kids and teens laughing and talking loudly. Deep green leaves swirled with the wind around the area, molding the place into one of a summer dream.

Max's red hair took on a golden shine, the sun kissed her freckles the same way you wished you could.

She walked beside you, skateboard held under her arm whilst you held onto the shoelaces of your rollerblades.

"Ugh, I hate it when there's this many people," Max complained, bright blue eyes scanning the cement slopes and watching a boy fall off his skate and into his butt. She scoffed, amateurs.

You sat down on the edge of one of the ramps, taking off your shoes to replace them with rollerblades. "Well, with a day like this, no wonder everyone's out."

The red-haired girl looked down at you, her lips pursed. The rips in your jeans revealed a healing wound, one you earned the first time you set foot on top of her skateboard.

The memory made Max's heart tingle. Your hands had been holding on to hers strongly, bodies almost touching before she inevitably let you go.

You only learn if you get it wrong first, if you get hurt first.

Max didn't enjoy the crimson red of the blood on your skin, her heart rate spiked when you collided with the ground. That kind of feeling for you was new, she hadn't given it much thought since then.

"Let's see if we can find a place." Max decided once you got up.

You did find a place, a secluded part of the park under a huge willow tree. The cement was covered in leaves and there were fewer ramps here, but also fewer people.

Max stepped up on her skateboard, getting over a small slope on the ground before settling her speed to match yours.

You stretched your arms, gazing down towards your feet with the ghost of a smile as you moved with the small wheels.

"When are you going to try again?" Max quirked an eyebrow, raising her arm beside you as well. The tip of her fingers brushed yours, goosebumps ran over her skin.

There was no movement from you to break the contact, your rollerblades moved in tandem with her skateboard. You turned your palm up, fingers curling around Max's. "Maybe when the repercussions of my last attempt are healed."

Max giggled, wind bringing strands of red hair over her eyes; the sun on her face making her squint. "You're such a wimp."

You theatrically raised a hand over your chest. "You wound me, Maxine."

As you moved, your head blocked the sun, highlighting your profile with a golden glow.

Max's smile faded slowly, her gaze never leaving you. She watched as a halo of beauty formed around you, capturing her heart with a strong grip. Max watched your eyes meet hers, a huge smile on your lips that brought sweat to her palms. She watched, as the fog lifted and her feelings came into focus.

The skateboard's wheel got caught up in a bigger leaf. It should be no big deal, but Max's mind was numb with the image of you under this new light.

She stumbled forward with force, certainly earning a bloody nose if it wasn't for your quick reflexes.

You were in front of her in a matter of seconds, both arms around her waist and saving her from the fall. One of them at least.

Max's chin rested against your shoulder as she caught her breath, both her hands squeezing your biceps. Your perfume invaded her senses and she became oh so aware of the way her body was glued to yours.

You pulled away to catch a glimpse of her eyes. You brought a hand up, pushing stray, messy hairs behind Max's ears. "Hey, you alright?"

Heat crawled up Max's cheeks, the brush of your fingers against her skin made a shiver run down her back. The air left her lungs when she raised her head and her nose almost brushed yours.

There was a moment of silence, a moment where your eyes locked with hers and Max heard her own heartbeat.

"Yeah, never better."

⋆* ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

Thank you for reading this little story. Feedback and reblogs are very much appreciated. <3

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ang3lfory0u · 2 years

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~Surprise~ (Max Mayfield x fem!reader)

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Words cannot describe how much I adore that girl

Anyway here is something random cause the Stranger things brain rot is real ♡

Fem!reader x Max!fluff <3

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Your hair was plastered against your forehead with rain, your eyes being blurred with the droplets that rolled down your forehead. It wasn’t light rain either-the sound of it hitting the pavement and trees around you hammered in your ears as you walked down the street.

Your heart was pounding with excitement-you hadn’t seen Max in almost four days (far too long), and surprising her would be the most out of the ordinary thing you’d done in a while.

A dazed smile flickered onto your face as Max’s small home came into view. Not being able to wait any longer-you picked up speed, running towards the house.

You nearly slipped on the wet grass but you caught your fall with your hands grasping the banisters of the porch. Stabilising yourself, you slowed down, slowly making you way up the steps and towards the front door.

Your hand reached up and knocked on the door, awaiting any sound of movement in the house. After a few seconds, you heard footsteps coming towards the door. Your smile returned to your face-softer this time. However, it grew ten times as the door opened to reveal max.

She was standing there, hair all over the place, eyes dazed with sleep and in only a large shirt that hung loosely at her frame. She must have been in bed. At 5 pm. But oh well, she still looked lovely as always.

“My my love no need to get dressed up for me” you teased. Smirking as her eyes widened at the sight of you, her frown immediately snapping into a grin.

“Yeah well y’know-I figured I should impress my girl, show her how much I love her” she mockingly bragged. Leaning her body against her arm that rested next to you, a smug expression on her face.

“No need to impress me darling-I know you love me” you smirked back.

The two of you just stared at each other for a moment, just enjoying each other’s features. Her eyes trailed down slightly and chuckling.

“Did you enjoy the rain by chance?”

You looked down, noticing your shirt was completely stuck to your frame. You’re cheeks heated up slightly but you just replied, “yeah I did, how could you tell?”

She grinned, “alright come on I’ll get you some towels and stuff”

You jokingly frowned, “what? you don’t want a nice wet hug?”

“Can’t say I do doll-maybe later” she winked.

You rolled your eyes, breathing out a laugh. “Yeah yeah okay”

You shuffled into the house, shutting the door behind you. You followed max to the bathroom and watched as she shuffled around for towels.

“Aha!” She whipped around, “told ya! I can take care of you honey”

You smiled “never said you couldn’t my love”

She grinned and handed you the towel. You began to attempt to dry your hair. Max watching with a blissed smile.

You looked back at her, “you’re in a good mood huh?”

Max sighed, “well I wasn’t until you showed up”

You slightly frowned, “what happened? I mean I get I’m amazing and all but what about before? What was bothering you?”

Max hesitated, “was missing you I guess, hadn’t seen your smile of had your kisses in a few days-too damn long”

You let out a slight laugh, “alright well I’m here now, I was missing you too Max”

She turned slightly red, “uh yeah well y’know who wouldn’t? Wait no I mean thanks-thanks doll yeah”

You smirked, “of course love, uh do you have a shirt I can wear mines abut-wet”

“Yeah-yeah ofcourse hold on” Max walked past you and into her room, meanwhile you continued to dry your hair.

A moment later she returned, a black shirt in hand. You smiled, “thank you darling.”

She nodded with a tight lipped smile and left the room, shutting the door on her way out.

After you had changed, you walked out of the room, heading for max’s bedroom. You quietly slid open the door, only to see her sat up on the bed, the faint sound of Kate Bush floating in the air from her radio.

You smiled softly, as did she at the sight of you. She opened her arms, inviting you over to the bed. You obligated, settling between her legs and rapping your arms around her torso. You rested your head against her chest and listened to her steady heart beat. She in turn, rapped an arm around you and used her other hand to lace her fingers through your drying hair. You smiled against her at the feeling. Your breaths steadying.

After a minute or so, her voice spoke up, “this is lovely and all but I still haven’t gotten my kiss”

You sighed, “how could I forget”

You poked your head up and propped yourself up on your elbows and gave her a peck on the lips.

“Don’t go thinking that’s enough”

You chuckled, “alright alright”

You leaned back up and gave her a longer kiss. You could feel her smile against your skin and it caused you to smile too. Her hands wondered up to cup your cheeks, her thumbs gently massaging them.

You were very glad you decided to come over and so was Max.

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vioartemis · 1 year

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Close your eyes and trust me

(Max Mayfield x fem reader)

Summary: One day, the party find you in the woods, fighting for your life. When you wake up, you meet a beautiful redhead that catch your attention... || request here Warnings: none a/n: Wow it took me so long I'm sorry really TvT (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

Living alone was hard when you didn't know much about the world. That was not a choice though, you didn't want to be alone, really.

Since you escaped the lab, you lived with an old lady that found you in the woods and brought you home with her. She treated you as if you were part of her family. She even gave you a name: Y/n.

That sounded better than Twelve, and was more normal. She also taught you how to read and write, and helped you improve your social (talking) skills.

But she passed away 3 weeks ago.

You had to call anonymously whoever you were supposed to call so she could have proper funerals, to which you were the only one to attend as she had no family left.

Since then you were on your own, trying to buy "good food", as you called it, with the money she left for you. You now lived in a little cabin close to her house.

Until that night.

You were disturbed by weird noises not far away from the cabin. You had a bad feeling about that, but you still went out to check.

The party was on the track of what they thought was a demodog. The track led them into the forest.

"Are we even sure it was a demodog?" Max asked

"No, that's why we're here. To kill it if it's one, and.. not kill it if it's not one" Dustin replied

They were walking for more than an hour when they heard fight noises. They ran in that direction, only to find a h/c girl, you, fighting the demodog.

Growing up in the lab gave you abilities similar to El's, thanks to which you managed to kill the creature without being hurt too much.

Th fight was still exhausting. You weren't used to use your powers that much, and it was visible; your nose and your ears were bleeding, and it didn't take long until you faint.

You woke up in a room that wasn't yours, still exhausted because of your fight with the demodog. You propped yourself onto your elbows, looking around, until your eyes fell on a redhead girl sitting beside you.

She was reading a magazine (or something like that). She looked up, probably alerted by your movements, and planted her gaze into yours.

She was so pretty.. stunning, actually. Her blue eyes, her freckles, her red hair... She was the prettiest human being you had ever seen.

Not that you had seen many, but you were sure she was prettier than every other girl on this planet.

You stared at each other for a little time without a word being said, until someone opened the door.

"Okay you can rest, it's my turn to watch her.. I even babysit strangers now, great.."

The boy stopped when he saw you were up.

"She's up? Why didn't you say anything??"

"I- I just- I don't know.."

Her voice was amazing.

"Where am I?" you asked

"Oh uh.. let me just-" he exited the room and came back with a brunette "She'll explain better than us"

He then gestured to the redhead to follow him out of the room, which she did after one more look in your direction.

The brunette sat beside you on the bed.

"Hi" she said

".. Do I know you?"

She had something familiar, but you couldn't figure out what.

She rolled up one of her sleeves to show you something on her wrist: a 011 tattoo. Now that you saw it, you started to remember her.

"Oh.." you said, not knowing if she was with Papa or not

"We don't want to hurt you Twelve-"

"I go by Y/n now. Are you with Papa? If you think I'm going to come back-"

"We're not with him. Quite the contrary actually. You can trust us.."

With that, she explained to you everything that happened to her and the party lately, before asking you your own story since you escaped.

The two of you talked for one more hour, until you finally asked the question.

"Who was the other girl?"

"Max? She's a friend"

" A friend..?"

"Someone you can trust"

"Like... you and I?"

She nodded with a smile.

"You have other friends?"

"Let me introduce them to you"

<><><><> ♡ <><><><>

A month or two had passed since you met Max, and your feelings toward her were confusing and confused. You didn't understand why you didn't feel the same way around her and around others, so you decided to ask Joyce, with who you lived since the party found you, as no one else had room for you.

"Can I talk to you about something..?"

"Of course!"

"It's about Max.."

"Did something happened? Did you have a fight?"

"No no! I- it's just that- I don't understand why I feel weird around her.."

"Weird?"

"Yeah.. I overthink everything I say or do, my heart beats faster, my stomach feels weird.." you explained

Her lips turned into a big smile.

"What? Why are you smiling like that?"

"Y/n, dear, you're in love with her" she told you

"In love..?"

When you really really like someone, more than a friend. Someone with whom you can picture yourself in the future, for example"

"Like... you and Hopper?"

"U-uh... let's say like El and Mike"

"And um... H-how do I know if she feels the same..?"

"Confess to her, tell her how you feel. Maybe invite her to do something, only the two of you. And tell her"

"I'm going to do that, yeah! Thank you!"

You quickly pulled her into a hug before going out to find Max, who was at the skatepark.

"Max!"

"Y/n, hey! What are you doing here? Finally ready to try a skateboard?" she joked, a bright smile on her face

You felt you heart missing a beat. Her smile was so pretty and she was so beautiful...

"I- uh- I found a great spot to um.. watch the stars.. Do you.. do you want to go there with me one day..?"

"Yeah sure! Would tonight be okay?"

"Y-yeah of course!"

"Cool" her smile got wider "Let's meet around 10 at the edge of the woods?"

"Okay, see you tonight then!"

"Can't wait to be there" she said, before going back to skating with a smile.

You stood there a little while. You were a blushing mess.

<><><><> ♡ <><><><>

You were waiting at the spot you were supposed to meet Max, all stressed out. It didn't take her long to arrive though. Her smile made your cheeks redden a bit.

After greeting her, you started to walk toward your secret spot, when she took your hand in hers. I got you all flustered. Her hand was warm. It was somewhat comforting and nice.

"Is this like... a date?" she suddenly asked

"A.. date?"

"It's- uh.. when you go out with someone you really like.. in a more-than-friends way"

"Oh.. then yeah, it's like a date!"

You smiled softly, even though you weren't sure to fully understand what it meant.

"So.. you really like me?" the redhead asked

"Well- yes"

"Cool.. because I really like you too.. since day one. I- it might be cheesy and all but- the moment I laid my eyes on you I felt something.. something good of course! What I'm trying to say is... I'm in love with you, Y/n"

You were new to that concept, but according to what Joyce told you earlier, you felt the same way.

"I- I don't totally understand feelings and all but.. but I think I am in love with you too.. I- you make me feel things I don't feel for others.."

Thanks to the pale light of the moon, you would see her blush at your words. She seemed happy to hear you say that; her smile was brighter than before, and she squeezed your hand softly.

"Can I- can I kiss you..?" then, seeing you slightly confused expression "It's something that you do with your lover, to show affection in a special way"

You nodded, as she stopped walking, turning around to face you.

"Close your eyes and trust me" she said, almost in a whisper

You did as she told you, your heart pounding in your chest in anticipation. When her lips finally met yours, it just felt so right, making butterflies grow in your stomach, fireworks in your head, and heart beating faster than ever.

When she pulled away, you could see her eyes sparkling.

"Can you do that again..?"

#max mayfield #max mayfield x reader #stranger things #max mayfield x fem reader #max mayfield x female reader

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thewidowsghost · 2 years

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I’m Not Ready (I’m Right Here - Pt. 2) MAJOR VOl. 2 SPOILERS

Previous Part

Main Masterlist

Max is sitting across from her girlfriend in the Creel House.

Running Up That Hill is playing so loudly into Max’s ears that (Y/n) can hear it from three feet away.

Max gazes at (Y/n) for a moment before she reaches over, grabbing her pad of paper and the accompanying marker. Hi, she writes, showing the pad to (Y/n).

(Y/n) smiles, picking up her pad. Hi! :) She turns it so Max can see.

Max smiles wider, her eyebrows scrunching cutely. I’m really glad you’re here, she writes.

(Y/n) beams, flipping a page on her pad to scribble, Me too! Max grins, rolling her eyes affectionately. Leaning back over her pad of paper, she flips the page. Arcade Date? Friday? <3

Max is quiet for a moment and when she holds up the pad, (Y/n) almost laughs at the horribly drawn picture. Two girls, one with shorter hair, and the other with long, holding hands in front of what (Y/n) can guess are arcade machines.

(Y/n) grins again, standing up and pulling Max to her feet.

Max studies her girlfriend warmly, stretching up to place a kiss on her lips. (Y/n) smiles into the kiss, letting her arms wrap gently around Max’s waist.

They pull away when they see Erica’s morse code.

(Y/n) full out her flashlight, flashing back.

“Okay,” Erica says into her walkie, “the lovebirds have copied. Max is moving into phase two: distracting Vecna.”

. . .

Max ties her red Vans, and she grabs her lantern. She walks towards the other lantern, which was pulsing with light. Max pauses, glancing at the lantern, before she swallows thickly, looking back at (Y/n) for support.

(Y/n) nods slightly and Max removes her headphones and finally pauses Running Up That Hill.

“Hey!” Max yells at the lantern. “Asshole! I’m here. No more music. No more tricks. Do you hear me? What are you waiting for, huh? Come on! Do you want me or not?”

The lantern buzzes, and then the light fades.

(Y/n) jumps when Max’s lantern buzzes loudly and the light strengthens.

(Y/n) follows closely behind Max as her girlfriend follows the pulsing light of the lantern.

The two girls creep up the stairs to the attic.

The light shines even harsher and (Y/n) winces at the brightness.

Max glances over, and she catches the worried look on (Y/n)’s face. Max sits down in front of a few wooden crates.

Suddenly, the light fades again and she glances at (Y/n).

“What are you waiting for, asshole?” Max asks softly. “Hmm? I’m right here. I’m right here! I know you can hear me. I know you can read my thoughts. Even the worst ones. Maybe mostly the worst ones.” Tears well in her eyes. The lantern buzzes steadily and Max sets it on one of the crates. She completely removes her Walkman and sets it on the floor beside her. “I thought about what you said. About how I wanted my brother to die. I thought you were just trying to upset me. To anger me. But you weren’t, were you?” she asks. “You were just telling the truth. Billy, he made my life living hell. Every chance he got. So, sometimes . . . when I would lie in bed at night, I would . . . I would pray . . . “ she sniffs heavily, “. . . I would pray that something would happen to him. Something awful. I knew that he drove too fast, so I would imagine him crashing. Dying in that stupid car. I just . . . I wanted him out of my life. Forever.” Tears slide down her cheeks. “I wanted him to disappear. The day that he died . . . I think that’s why I just stood there.” (Y/n) tightens her arms around herself, focusing her saddened gaze on Max. “Watched. Not because I was scared or . . . week. But because . . . I didn’t know if he deserved to be saved. And I’ve tried to forgive myself. I’ve tried, but . . . I can’t. I can’t. So now . . . now when I lie in bed at night . . . I pray that something will happen to me. That something terrible will happen to me. So that’s why I’m here. Because . . . I just want you to take me away. And I want you . . . to make me disappear.”

“Is that all true?” (Y/n) asks and Max looks up at her girlfriend. “You wanted Billy to die.”

“Why are you talking?” Max hisses.

(Y/n) turns to meet Max’s gaze. “You ever have thoughts like that about me?”

Max scrambles to her feet. “What?” she asks. “No, (Y/n), never.”

“Normal people don’t fantasize about killing other people, Max,” (Y/n) replies and Max visibly flinches at the look of disgust on her girlfriend’s face. “You realize that, right?”

“(Y/n), please,” Max begs.

“I thought you were getting better,” (Y/n) says. Taking a step closer to Max. “But you’re not, are you? You are sick.”

“(Y/n), you don’t mean that,” she takes a step back.

“Maybe it is good he takes you,” (Y/n)’s voice grows strangely void of emotion. “Maybe it’s for the best.” She steps even closer, backing Max towards one of the walls. “In fact . . .” (Y/n) begins breathing raggidly, “. . . I’m glad it’s gonna be you.” Her voice distorts. “You will be the be the chosen one. The fourth. The final sacrifice. It’s going to be you that breaks the world.” (Y/n)’s eyes glow cloudy, and void of life.

. . .

“Max?” Eleven watches as (Y/n) takes a knee beside Max, waving her hand in front of her lover’s face. “Can you hear me?”

“He has her,” Eleven tells Will, Jonathan, Argyle, and Mike.

. . .

“Max,” (Y/n) says, taking a few more steps forward. Max glances behind her. “Where are you going? Don’t be scared.”

“Stay away from me,” Max snaps, though more tears slide down her cheeks.

“Max, I thought you said you were ready,” (Y/n) takes two more steps forward, and Max presses her back into the wall. “Ready to disappear!” she yells.

Max grabs a bat and slams it against (Y/n)’s head.

(Y/n) grunts in pain, watching out of the corner of her eye as Max darts away.

When Max turns, she no longer sees (Y/n), but Vecna.

. . .

Eleven crouches down beside Max. “Max, it’s okay,” she says, placing a hand on her best friend’s shoulder. “It’s okay. I’m coming.” Max in the mind space shakes, trembling with terror. “I’m coming. Just hold on a little longer.” Max’s chest heaves.

. . .

Max runs through her prison of the Creel house, but every door she opens is barricaded with wood.

At the last door, she closes her eyes, the song Every Breath You Take begins playing in Max’s mind.

When Max opens her eyes, she’s in a different place. She looks around at the gym decorated for the Sno Ball.

Max sighs with relief. “Holy shit,” she murmurs; she chuckles slightly.

. . .

“Every move you make. Every bond you break. Every step you take. I’ll be watching you,” Max sways slightly to the song in her chair, but she jumps when the balloons explode, blood spilling out of them.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, Max,” Vecna says in Max’s head before he appears, about twenty feet away.

. . .

“You think I don’t see everything?” Vecna asks and Max closes her eyes. “You thought you could trick me? You thought your friends could stop me? I see them. I see your friends. Just as clearly as I . . . see you. I can feel them. I can feel them dying.”

Max’s eyes fly open as the clock chimes, though she can’t tell if it’s in her head, or real.

“It’s time, Max,” Vecna says.

Max panics, turning around and looking for Vecna.

Then she backs up.

“It’s time,” Vecna throw up his hand, pinning the girl to the wall about fifty feet away.

Max screams out in pain; she whimpers as Vecna walks towards her, his footsteps squlching, as if his feet were wet. She struggles against Vecna’s hold.

“You are brave, Maxine,” Vecna admits, looking into the girl’s terrified face. “Much braver than your brother. But in the end . . . you are weak and fragile . . . just like him. Like all the rest of them. And you will break.” He raises his clawed hand over Max’s face and she struggles even more.

All of a sudden, Vecna flies away from Max and remains suspended in the air.

Max drops to the floor, and she pants, rising to her feet.

When her friend walks through the door, Max’s mind goes to when they had first met - during her experience with the demodogs and when she’d walked through the Byers front door.

The figure’s hand is raised, keeping Vecna in the air. Flicking her wrist, Vecna turns, and he growls when he sees Eleven Hopper.

“You,” the demon hisses.

“Hi,” Eleven replies, and, with another flick of the wrist, she sends Vecna straight into the wood bleachers and he hits the grass outside, rolling slightly.

Eleven runs over to Max, helping her friend to her feet. “Max, are you okay?” El shakes her shoulder gently.

“Huh?” Max asks, looking bewildered.

“Are you okay?” Eleven repeats.

“Yeah,” Max’s voice quavers. “Are you . . . “ she taps the side of Eleven’s head, “ . . . real? Di . . . Did I make you?”

Eleven’s lips twitch amusedly. “I am real.”

“How?”

“I piggybacked from a pizza dough freezer,” Eleven explains camly and Max stares at her, looking utterly dumbfounded and her mouth drops open a fraction.

. . .

Blood streams from (Y/n)’s shoulder, and she clutches at the bullet wound.

Jason lies, passed out, on the floor, and (Y/n) almost feels bad for smashing the vase against his head, but then her broken nose burns with pain.

(Y/n) removes her leather belt, and slides it between her teeth. She reaches up, using the balls of her hands to reset her nose.

(Y/n) bites down harshly on the belt, a strangled cry leaving her throat.

Any thought of (Y/n)’s pain leaves her when Max rises into the air.

One arm snaps and (Y/n) flinches as the sound echoes through the room. Then another arm snaps; then both legs. (Y/n) moves over, placing herself under Max; Max falls to the ground a moment later, her eyes cloudy and unseeing, straight into (Y/n)’s lap. Blood streams from Max’s eyes and she gulps for air, struggling to breathe.

. . .

“I didn’t run away this time, right?” Eddie asks through clenched teeth.

Tears stream down Dustin’s face, “No, no, no, no. You didn’t run.”

“You’re gonna have to look after those little sheep for me, okay?” Eddie asks. “Especially those two lovebirds.”

Dustin chokes on his tears. “No, you’re gonna do it yourself.”

“Naw, man,” Eddie breathes. “Say, ‘I’m gonna look after them.’ Say it.”

Dustin sobs. “I’m . . . I’m gonna look after . . . them,” he echoes tearfully.

“Good,” Eddie breathes. “‘Cause I’m actually gonna graduate,” he chuckles weakly. “I think it’s my year, Henderson,” Eddie tells his young friend. He struggles to continue. “I think it’s finally my year. I love you, man.”

Dustin’s tears fall down onto Eddie’s face; his voice trembles, “I love you too.”

Eddie’s body stills.

“Eddie . . .” Dustin cries. “Eddie? Eddie? Eddie! Come on.” He shakes his companion’s body. “Eddie!” the boy wails.

. . .

Erica and Lucas dart up the stairs to the attic.

“(Y/n)!” Lucas calls.

“Need . . . doctor,” (Y/n) yells, Lucas crouching down beside her and Max. “Call an ambulance!”

Erica takes in the state of the two girls and nods, scrambling back down the stairs.

“(Y/n) . . .” Max murmurs.

“Yes, yes I’m here. I’m here,” (Y/n) replies, tears streaming down her face, mixing with the dried blood on her face.

“I . . . I can’t feel or . . .” Max gasps, “. . . see anything.”

(Y/n) cradles her lover’s body to her. “I know. I know. It’s okay. I’m gonna get you help, okay? Just . . . please hold on for me.”

“(Y/n), I’m scared. I’m so scared. I’m so scared,” the redhead stutters.

“I know. I know. I know,” (Y/n) replies tearfully.

“I don’t wanna die,” Max sobs. “I’m not ready.”

“You’re not gonna die,” (Y/n) replies forcefully, swallowing back her own sob. “Hang on. Please, Maxie. Hang on.”

“I don’t wanna go! I’m not ready!”

. . .

Eleven is crouched beside the three, (Y/n) sobbing over Max’s body and Lucas falling to his butt, looking so terrified that he can’t think of what to do to help.

“Just hang on!” (Y/n) orders Max, tapping her cheek gently. “Max. Max! Max!” (Y/n) lets out a scream, shaking her girlfriend’s body. “No, no, no, Max. Stay with me.”

Eleven sobs, grief and horror washing over her. “No!” she wails.

“Stay with me! Don’t go, Max!” (Y/n) shakes Max again. “Max, just look at me. I’m right here.”

. . .

Blood is streaming from (Y/n)’s nose and split eyebrow. “Help!” she looks uselessly over at Lucas.

Max’s eyes begin to close, tears welling in the formerly blue eyes - eyes that once been so full of life.

“Max?” (Y/n) asks, noticing the stilling of her lover’s body. “Max? Max? Max? Max, please, stay with me. Max, s-ay with me,” (Y/n)’s words were slurring now due to her distress and exhaustion and worry. Max’s eyes finally close and a choked, “No!” leaves (Y/n)’s throat.

. . .

“Max?” (Y/n) rocks Max’s body, sobs wracking her own.

“Max!” Eleven screams. She shakes her friend’s arm.

. . .

The floor cracks open, spilling the Upside Down into the world.

(Y/n) and Lucas grab Max’s shoulder and pull her out of the way.

Jason screams in agony as his body is split open.

(Y/n)’s body shakes with sobs, but her throat is so raw that no sound comes out.

(Y/n)’s forehead rests against Max’s and her tears drip down onto Max’s face.

. . .

“It’s been less than forty-eight hours since a seven point four magnitude earthquake rocked the quaint town of Hawkins, eighty miles outside of Indianapolis, in an event that seismologists are calling ‘a natural disaster of near-unprecedented scale.’ The death toll now stands at twenty-two. But with hundreds more filling Roane County hospitals and many more people still missing, officials expect those numbers to rise.”

“Hey, Nance!” Mrs. Wheeler walks out of her house carrying a box of old toys. “I found some more of your old self in the attic.”

“Mr. Rabbit,” Nancy gasps.

“It’s okay if you want to save him, you know,” Mrs. Wheeler says.

“No, Nancy replies, placing the stuffed rabbit back into the box ,”he’ll be more loved in a new home.” Nancy turns, to place the box in the back of her car.

“Someone order a pizza?” Mrs. Wheeler asks.

“Pizza?” Nancy asks.

The sliding doors of the pizza van open and five people step out.

Nancy moves around her car so stand beside Robin.

Robin glances down at Nancy and takes the girl’s hand in hers.

“Where’s (Y/n)?” Will asks Dustin after he and Eleven hug their friend.

“She’s at the hospital,” Dustin replies, his eyes gleaming with grief.

“Is she hurt?” Eleven asks.

“Well,” Dustin pauses. “Sort of, she’s . . . Oh, God,” he rests his hands on his hips. “You don’t know.

. . .

“‘He opened his eyes, and further words died in his throat’,” (Y/n) reads from the book. “‘He forgot about the need to sick up that horrible parody of wine. He forgot about his mother, and Uncle Morgan, and his father, and almost everything else. Speedy was gone. The graceful arcs of the roller coaster against the sky were gone. He could feel the hair stirring on the nape of his neck, could feel a goofed-up grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. Speedy! I’m here, my God! I’m here in the territories.’”

(Y/n) looks up from the book and casts her gaze over Max. The book falls closed and (Y/n) sets it on the floor.

The door of the room opens and Jonathan, Will, Mike, Nancy, and Eleven enter the room.

(Y/n) gets to her feet, and walks over wrapping Will in a one arm hug.

“You okay?” Will gestures at (Y/n)’s other arm, which was in a sling.

“Lucas’s basketball captain shot me in the shoulder,” is (Y/n)’s reply as she moves over to hug Mike.

Then, (Y/n) catches sight of Eleven standing behind the two boys; she steps forward, embracing Eleven.

“I’m sorry,” Eleven murmurs,

The sound of a heart monitor distracts Eleven, and she pulls away.

Will, Mike, Eleven, and (Y/n) turn to face the girl on the bed.

“Do they know . . .” Eleven pauses “ . . . when she will wake?”

(Y/n) wipes her eyes. “Um,” (Y/n) falters, moving back around the bed to sit in her chair at Max’s side, “no. Her heart stopped. For over a minute. She died. I . . . I mean, clinically, but . . . then she came back. The doctors don’t know how,” (Y/n) glances up at Eleven.

(Y/n) scoots the chair closer to Max’s bed. (Y/n)’s fingers brush Max’s and Max’s fingers flex slightly. (Y/n)’s gaze flies up to Max’s face. The redhead’s eyelashes flutter and her eyes open.

“Max,” (Y/n) murmurs.

The others leave the room to give the two young teens a moment.

Max’s eyes had unclouded and she flicks her gaze over to meet (Y/n)’s worried (E/c) eyes.

“Still on for that date on Friday?” Max croaks.

(Y/n) chuckles weakly, “I am if you are.”

Max’s lips twitch slightly. Her fingers flex again.

(Y/n) immediately understands and reaches over, stroking Max’s knuckles below her cast.

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queers-gambit · 2 years

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Last request of the day, maybe

Headcanons with Max having a girly girlfriend who gets dressed up just to meet her, even if it’s just a picnic. Bonus, how would others react to Max having such a sweet little lady with her? Thank you

-😊

love me some Max. and her with a girly-girl girlfriend? lowkey frothing at the mouth - let's see what i come up with.

pairing: Max Mayfield x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

• you followed that mentality of 'dress like you're gonna run into your ex' because it was something your mother ingrained in you.

• she had a wooden, hand-painted sign in the hallway that said 'look good, feel better' and ever since you were 12, she lets you toy around in her make-up.

• maybe your Mom teaches you - maybe you steal a Cosmo and teach yourself. either way, you simply take pleasure and comfort in doing your make-up and trying to put on your best clothes.

• doesn't matter what's going on, you're rummaging in your closet for a matching shirt and pants combo simply because you could.

• and trust me, Max adores it. she'll get this silly small smile on her face and her cheeks will flush when she sees you walking up to her at the park.

• picnics are your jam. it's lowkey and simple, usually private.

• and trust me, she's stumped over what to do. Max is used to iron and nails, she's used to people blowing her off, she's not used to the sweetness your love will come with.

• so, Max doesn't know what to do. when you make the first move on her, she's literally running away. poor baby doesn't know WHY or HOW the sweetest bean would be interested in her.

• she'll nervously stutter around you. her eyes dart around in confusion. and when your eyes lock, oh, that girl is blushing madly.

• but Max will come around slowly because you're not pushy. you're just there - a constant presence - and for fuck's sake, you always look so pretty that she gets a little tongue tied.

• Max loves you playing in her hair.

• and Max also loves playing with your hair - call that a win-win!

• she'll watch you do your nails, brows crinkling in gentle confusion before she's sheepishly asking you to paint hers. and it becomes something of a tradition - every Sunday, Max comes over, and you'll switch up your nail colors.

• and when you're in that super cute floral sundress, Max feels her chest get tight because she's in astonishment. she'll compliment you everyday, multiple times a day, because she loves the way you flush when she does.

• i know i've said it before but Max def calls you 'pretty girl'.

• and you're not all sunshine and flowers, okay? you've got a little kick in you, so, Max finds there's several overlapping themes you both are interested in. you'll lay in bed together, listening to music; she'll steal some magazines and lay across your bed, flipping through them.

• she teaches you to skate!!! it's sweet and adorable and you clutch her hands tightly as she jogs along side the board.

• the laughter never ends once she really opens up.

• though she's not used to it, she'll realize she can depend on you. and the sweet angel is coming to you for EVERYTHING, okay?

• Lucas on her nerves? she's sitting at lunch with you, on a small tangent.

• Mike was a dickhead at the party meeting? she's shooting you a look and rolling her eyes.

• Billy doesn't approve of anyone with his little sister - but then he meets you and he's like, "oh, yeah, those two are fucking soulmates."

• Max definitely goes soft around you and the party members notice. she'll smile more, hold your hand, won't be too sarcastic and might even pause to explain a concept. but to the others? she's still the same ol' regular hothead.

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ashtonsmelody · 2 years

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Max: You have to apologize to Y/N El: Fine. El: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

#stranger things #stranger things incorrect quotes #max mayfield x reader #max mayfield x female reader #sadie sink x fem reader #max mayfield #sadie sink x reader #ziggy berman x fem!reader #elmax #el x reader #el x max #elmalı

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emadarkblog · 2 years

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what difference does it make (2) ♡ max mayfield

♡ [she tried to apologise, but you can’t be friends again]

warnings: angst, panic attacks

♡ max mayfield x fem!reader (she/her)

♡ part 1 part 3

she was ignoring you for two months. she even started distancing herself from everyone else. ‘what was happening?’ you somehow thought it was all your fault and now everyone else has to deal with this too.

two weeks came by and you were still crying every night, thinking about a stupid redhead breaking your heart all over again. ‘i don’t want this! i don’t want you…’ you also remembered when you saw her talking with lucas. jealousy instantly rising in every part of your body. ‘does she love him?’

“this is so stupid… why do i have to feel like this?” you whispered, sweating from your constant panic attacks.

next day you were unsurprisingly having another panic attack but this time in the school's bathroom. you couldn’t breathe properly and this darkened place wasn’t really helping it. you didn’t notice her at first, until you turned to leave…

she was standing there, looking at you with no emotion written on her face. internally she was so worried, but you obviously couldn’t tell.

once again you were trying to catch your breath, your heart breaking more and more with every second you looked at her.

“are you okay?” she internally face palmed and almost laughed at how pathetic that sounded. she took off her headphones, turning off what you assumed was kate bush.

“sorry, stupid question.” she apologised and started thinking of how she could help you in this situation. she never really witnessed you in this state. max knew that your everyday’s happy face was just a mask but still, your pained expression broke her heart.

“i’ll just leave.” you mumbled as you grabbed your things and made your way out of the bathroom. but she stopped you with a soft touch of her fingers on your wrist. she knew you were this miserable because of her. she couldn’t wait anymore, she had to apologise now

“i’m sorry. i don’t know how to say this but i really am and i don’t know what to do now. you know i’m not good at this.”

“but that’s the point, maxine. do i really know you? i also didn’t think you would hate me so much because of a stupid question. ” your voice rising with each word.

“y/n, can’t we be friends again?” she sighed, every hope in her mind slowly disappearing.

“i don’t think i can be ‘just your friend’, i’m sorry.” you whispered as you were pushing the door open, “and by the way, congrats. you have a boyfriend again.”

#stanger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things imagines #max mayfield #max mayfield imagine #max mayfield fanfic #max mayfield x y/n #max mayfield x you #max mayfield fluff #max mayfield angst #max mayfield x reader #max mayfield x fem!reader #max mayfield x female reader #max mayfield x female!reader #lesbian #bisexual

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loverforfanfiction · 2 years

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Nope-stranger things oneshot

Summary: you watch el breakup with mike

Strangerthings x gn reader

El,max, and you have been at the mall all day trying to get her mind of mike and max and you think your doing pretty good job ..... till you saw lucas,Mike and your boyfriend will you all stopped at a hault and mike tried to come up with a excuse " I'm here to b-buy a gift for my grandma and you but i-its hard to find stuff with three dollars i-" save it mike eleven spoke up "you lie... I.dump.your.ass" and max did the same with Lucas "were done too" max said and now everyone was looking at you. they thought you would break up with will, you saw the look of fear on wills face "wow ok im all for yall you know but I'm sorry I can't break up with will... I love him so nope sorry" you said as you stared at the girls to make sure they were OK, " we understand will isn't a asshole like the other 2 so yea don't breakup with him" and with that it was your mission to get the party back together........

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teaaagan · 1 year

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Door

Y/N: *Kicks the door down*

Max: What did you do?

Y/N: Nobody died

Max: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

#incorrect quotes #max mayfield #max mayfield x reader #max mayfield x you #max mayfield x y/n #max mayfield x male reader #max mayfield x male!reader #max mayfield x fem reader #max mayfield x fem!reader #max mayfield x female reader #max mayfield x gn!reader #stranger things incorrect quotes #stranger things #max mayfeild x reader #max stranger things

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lady-ashfade · 2 years

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Blue Jean button up.

Max mayfield x female reader

Plot: After the mall fight max always forced a smile, but it wasn’t that way with her girlfriend. She was the only thing in her life that wasn’t faked and actually made her happy. But it even after everything she had lost, there was always something else to lose.

Notes: Time lines are funny, soooo just go with it okay? Also this might be my first fic on tumblr that ends in angst.

Warnings: Spoilers for season 4. Suicide, angst, Kate bush. Also kinda sucks.

Length: Short

Swaying your hips to the music playing loudly in your room while you looked through your records for something else to play after the song ended.

“I can’t believe you didn’t get those jeans, I mean they looked amazing on you” Max said from behind you sitting on your bed. You knew exactly why she wanted you to get them, so you let out a laugh and turned around to her dramatically.

“And have you draw on another pair? As much as i love that my girlfriend anyways makes my things pretty. If my mom sees one more stain of paint on my clothes she will kill me” You walked aright up to her and started to play with her hair.

“But you looked so good in them” she dragged on the last words in a whine. You chuckle at her whines then while rolling your eyes.

“I have plenty of jeans” You pointed out and walked away from her going back to your records and picked up the new Kate bush album.

“I have a new favorite song and I hope you’ll like it” You took the other record off and replaced it with the new one. You’ve been listening to it for a while so you where to place the little needle.

Max watched every movement you made. It’s been a while since the mall fight and most of the time she had to fight for the slightest bit of happiness. Always forcing a smile on her face but that was never the case when she was with you.

You calmed her. Just being in your present made her feel comfortable just to live in the moment, she always felt protected. During the mall fight and before that you always protected her against anything. And it was no different now.

You smiled as you took of the blue Jean buttoned up shirt that you always wear over your shirts. You put in on the end of the bed as the music started to play.

It took a minute to get to the lyrics and as soon as it did you grabbed your hairbrush and started singing. Your eyes were on max the whole time and start to act like you were performing just for her.

Max smiled at your acts to make her laugh and happy. You danced around your room as the song played on and max actually liked the song.

“What’s it called?” She called out over the music.

“Running up the hill” You went back to singing as you hopped around the room.

“It's you and me. Won't be unhappy” you sang along as she smiled at you and decided to get up and dance with you.

And if I only could I'd make a deal with God

Dustin and Lucas, plus Steve watched as max started to levitate off the ground. They freaked out because they couldn’t stop her or what they thought would help didn’t seem to be working.

And I'd get him to swap our places

Max closes her eyes as vecna put his hand over her head, all she could do if think of all the ones she loved and all the memories they shared.

Lucas

Dustin

All the others she held so dear.

And then she saw you, smiling at her. Every moment you two shared together and even the bad ones. That’s when she knew she had to do everything to get away.

To live for you.

Be running up that road.

Be running up that building.

Its been about a day or two since she got out of vecnas grasp. She’s been working with the others to figure out what she saw and how to stop it. She got paired with Lucas to look around the house.

“Who knew Kate bush would be a hero” Lucas said moving his flashlight around the area they had been in. Max only let out a hum in a way to laugh.

“I wouldn’t say that” Max walked behind him flashing her light the other way looking around for any type clue.

Be running up that building

“She saved your life” Lucas turned and looked at her only to see that she frozen up as soon as he said those words.

Lucas walked over to his friend and looked at her feeling sorry. He know how much she’s lost and it was one right after the other.

Say, if I only could.

You..

“It’s funny, I still have her shirt. I wouldn’t even take it off at the beginning because it smelled like her.” She remember when you left your blue jean button up shirt at her house. You told her to keep it and of course she did.

“I decided to wear it on the last day right before spring break. But all I could think of is how she should still be around to wear it” Tears built up in her eyes. She wished you were here.

“I should have seen the signs but she was so good at hiding them. And when I got the news” Max let out a sob as tears spilled from her eyes at the memory.

Max’s mom came into her room and just by the look on her face max knew something was wrong.

You had given up on all the pain of the world and took your own life, hoping the other side of life would be more welcoming.

“So when you say Kate bush saved me that’s isn’t true, Y/n did. She introduced me to that song and because of my love for her that it’s my favorite” Max whipped off her tears remembering what they should be doing.

“She was my hero” Max gave him one last look and walked off to the next room.

It’s you and me.

#max mayfield x female reader #max mayfield #max mayfield x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things #steve harrington #Dustin Henderson #lucas sinclair #eleven #angst #stranger things season 4 #running up that hill

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talesofesther · 2 years

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we're still here

Max Mayfield x Reader

Summary: Max broke both your hearts with the hopes of keeping you safe, but now the pain and loneliness are becoming too much.

Requested by anon: What do you think about a scenario where Max breaks up with her gf because all the thing going on with El was way too dangerous and she didn't want R involved in it, but when Billy dies Max ends up sneaking into Reader's room saying that she doesn't want to lose her too?

A/N: A little something with this sweet girl before I fully dive into another big story with Eddie <3.

Masterlist

The words you had written in your textbook were becoming blurry. After around two hours of sitting at your desk to finish your literature assignment, it was a long-awaited relief when you finally wrote down the last sentence.

You let go of your pen with disdain, bringing both hands up to rub at your tired eyes, you felt a stinging sensation for looking at those damn words for so long.

The clock on your bedside table read 11:47 PM when you glanced at it. Technically you should be asleep already, you knew the lack of rest would be bugging you tomorrow. Closing your textbook and throwing it inside your backpack, you started to get ready for bed.

You were stacking up your clothes from earlier today on top of your desk chair — not having the energy to bother putting them in your wardrobe — when you heard a quiet click.

You frowned, looking around your room and waiting if the noise would happen again. And it did. After two more clicks, you realized that someone was throwing rocks at your window.

With an annoyed sigh, you begrudgingly made your way to your window, ready to scold whoever wanted to disturb you on a Tuesday at fucking midnight.

The night sky was clear today, with only a few scattered clouds about, making room for countless stars. It was cold out, and given that your house was surrounded by trees, it was even colder.

Your room was on the second floor, so you looked down in search of the intruder; and the anger you were feeling dissipated just like that, most of it, at least.

Max Mayfield stood on top of the freshly cut lawn, arms hugging her body, which was covered only by a thin blue jacket, as she shivered from the cold, looking up at you with an expression you couldn't really read from this far.

Your story with Max was… bittersweet; if you'd ever had to choose a word for it. You'd met her at school, not long after she first came to town. You didn't exactly see eye to eye in the beginning, but after a couple of months, some bickering, teasing from friends and just a smidge of denial, she had finally asked you out.

Falling for each other happened so naturally, that you and Max had been dating even before any of you thought to put a name to it. It didn't last long though; after five months, Max broke things off, breaking both your hearts along with it. She hadn't given you a solid reason for it, and that's what infuriated you most, just a halfheartedly mumbled excuse of "it's better this way."

You didn't know Max had chosen your safety over the sake of her heart. You didn't know she preferred to have you hating her, than not having you at all.

"What… what are you doing here, Max?" You managed to ask, peering over your window.

Max curled in on herself, glancing down at her feet with a gulp before looking up at you again. "I just- wanted to talk?" More than anything, her words sounded like an unsure question, Max cursed herself for the tone.

"Can I come up?" She pursed her lips, half expecting you to say no.

and you were going to say no, but something in her voice stopped you. Her tone was vulnerable, breaking on a few syllables.

"Yeah, whatever." You waved a dismissive hand at her, moving away from your window and sitting on top of your bed, hugging the covers closer to you.

She struggled a little, you heard it, and held yourself back from helping. Eventually, she managed her way up, climbing through your window quite gracefully.

Max's worn sneakers were wet and a little muddy because of the rain that had poured down earlier, she followed your gaze to her feet and grimaced, making quick work of removing them as a faint blush painted her freckled cheeks.

You didn't like the way your heart sped up at the sight of her. It felt awkward. You sitting cross-legged on your bed and Max just standing there in the middle of your room, it felt painfully awkward. Tension hanging heavily in the air, from memories you both grew too attached to let go of.

You cleared your throat, not being able to meet her eyes. "Why did you come here, Max?"

Max sighed, forcing her words out; "this is gonna sound selfish but, I wanted to see you." Her voice grew quieter as she spoke, fingers mindlessly fidgeting with the hem of her jacket.

You couldn't hold back the scoff that escaped you. "See me? Not even two months after you tell me to fuck off, and you want to see me again?" There was a bite to your tone, anger dripping from your words because you were hurt, and you missed her, and you hate how much you want to kiss her now. "I mean, you gotta make up your mind."

"I didn't tell you to fuck off." Max shot back, offended.

"Might as well have." You mumbled under your breath.

Honestly, Max wasn't sure what she was expecting by coming here. From your point of view, it looked just like that, like she couldn't make up her mind if she wanted you or not. It was much more than that though. After watching Billy die, the pain of not having you by her side was too much. She thought she could soldier through it, for your safety's sake.

She tried, and after a few panic attacks and nights crying herself to sleep; she failed.

The cold from the wooden floor started to seep through her socks as Max shifted from one foot to the other. "I know it wasn't fair, but I was trying to keep you safe okay? If we were together you… I was afraid you'd get hurt." She confessed, stepping out of her comfort zone in hopes to make things right.

A shaky breath left you, finally looking up to meet the bright eyes you adored. From up close, you saw them glistening under the light of your bedroom. Her hair, pulled back in a messy braid, framed her face lovingly.

"I don't get it, we agreed to have each other's backs." You said softly.

Max closed her eyes, brushing the sleeve of her jacket under her nose. "That's not what I'm talking about." She seemed to ponder over her next words, glancing away from you and out the window. Her teeth nibbled onto her lower lip before she finally spoke again; "there are… things that I haven't told you yet, dangerous things. I thought they weren't coming back, but then they did and- and I didn't want to risk you getting hurt, and I mean really hurt."

There was a deep frown on your face as you tried to make sense of what she was saying.

Max gulped, and a tear ran down her cheek when she blinked.

You got up from the bed.

"So I just- I broke us up," a sob cut through Max's words before she was able to continue, "because I couldn't stomach the thought of watching you die, but then… then Billy… and I just.." tears were running freely down her cheeks, red-rimmed eyes looking down at her feet for fear of what you might say. She was going to say more, try and crawl her way out of the grave she'd dug for herself, but her words were cut short by the feeling of your arms closing around her.

You didn't think it would hurt so much to see Max this distressed, but it did. You'd never stopped caring about her anyway. You couldn't hold yourself back from bringing her close, embracing her to you with a tight grip. "It's okay, Max. I'm right here, with you." You breathed out, letting your head rest on her shoulder.

Max clung to you just as strongly, her hands clutching at the fabric of your pajama shirt. The gesture came as a relief for both of you, one craving the closeness just as much as the other.

Running a hand up and down her back, you felt Max lean almost all her weight onto you. "We can talk about this in the morning, yeah?" You suggested. The fact she'd be spending the night went unsaid. You weren't going to let her leave, not like this, not yet sure about what happened, but with the feeling that it was much bigger than it seemed.

Nuzzling her head onto your neck, Max nodded. "I'm sorry, I never wanted to leave you. I promise, I never wanted us to end."

Part of you was saying you shouldn't believe her. Another part, bigger and with a constant beating heart for her and her only; told you the tears lacing her voice were too real to hold any lies.

"We're still here though, aren't we?" You pulled away, smiling softly and bringing your hands up to her cheeks. You wiped away the stray tears, tracing the constellation of freckles underneath. You had missed her.

Max chuckled, ducking her head with a blush, chasing your touch. For the first time in weeks, her heart felt light with hope. "Yeah, I guess we are."

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massivefuckinlesbian · 1 year

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Unrequited

Summary: You love Max Mayfield. Love that will never be returned from the girl.

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You knew it was wrong. You knew everything about this was wrong. You weren’t supposed to fall in love with your best friend. You were not supposed to look at her like that. You weren’t supposed to hurt this bad when she was gone.

Max Mayfield had been your everything since you met her in middle school. Her red hair and blue eyes were forever imprinted in your mind. You did anything you could to get to know her. Anything in your power to spend more time with her. Your best memories became those with Max Mayfield. You memorized every line of her face. The sound of her voice. How her voice sounded when she said your name. You had fallen in love with Max Mayfield, and there was nothing you could do to fall out.

What killed you the most was that she was happy. You wanted to see her happy, but seeing her smile. Hearing her laugh when she was with Lucas almost killed you. But she was happy. Those laughs and smiles were something you would never be able to bring her. You would never be able to bring her the same joy Lucas did. She would never lean her head against your shoulder. She would never let you press a kiss to her forehead when she was upset. She would never instinctively reach out for your hand when she was scared. You would never be able to give her what Lucas already had.

She was happy though. Maxine Mayfield was happy and that is how you slept at night. You would cry. You would cry because you knew you weren’t going to be the one she turned to when she needed someone to calm her nightmares. You would cry because there was absolutely nothing you could do to make Max love you the way she loved Lucas. You would never be looked at with the same eyes she gave him. You would never be able to feel the feeling of her lips pressed against yours. You would never be the one who held her while she slept. You would never be the one who got to love.

So you loved her in secret. You dreamt of days that would never come. You cried at night for all of the things you would never be able to do. You looked away whenever she was near Lucas. You ignored the concerned glances from the rest of them. You shied away from Max when she asked you what was wrong because you knew you would never be able to tell her.

I love you. Those three words you wanted to utter more than life itself, but would never be able to. Those three words that were destroying you from the inside out. Those three words that reminded you of what would never come. Three words. Three little words that you would never be able to say because Max Mayfield would never love you the way you loved her.

A/N: My first fan fiction post. My requests are open. Feel free to send something in for any of your favorite female characters.

#max mayfield #max mayfield x fem!reader #max mayfield x reader #max #max mayfield x female reader #max mayfield.x y/n

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vioartemis · 1 year

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max x werewolf reader. angst then fluff

Every part of you

(Max Mayfield x fem! werewolf! reader)

Summary: It's the full moon, and you completely forgot. Being a werewolf, that announces nothing good, and your secret might not be one for so long.. Part 1 || Part 2 Warnings: angst (?) (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

You were fucked. You forgot it was tonight. You had to be quick. To run as fast as you could. Your lungs were burning. Your legs were getting weak. You didn't care. You had to make it there in time.

He was waiting for you. He seemed angry. Worried maybe. You didn't know, nor did you care.

You rushed into the cabin, stopping only to sit on the metallic chair in the middle of the room, out of breath.

"Where were you? You're almost late Y/n!" he said, tying you to the chair with big chains.

"I.. I'm sorry... I.. I know..."

He then grabbed a muzzle, to prevent you from making any noises that could draw attention to you, and so protecting innocent people.

He quickly made sure you couldn't escape, before exiting the cabin and closing the door, telling you he'd came back the next day.

You started to feel dizzy, ears buzzing, while your body started to hurt. Your vision was blurred, you could barely think anymore.

You felt the chains sinking into your skin as your transformation began, and everything turned black.

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The next morning, a worried Max was knocking at El's door.

"Have you seen Y/n?" she asked immediately after the brunette opened the door "I heard her sneaking out last night, I thought she would be back quickly, but she wasn't here when I woke up!"

Without letting El say a word, Max entered the house, just to stop as she saw you sitting on a chair, wrists red and marked by what seemed chains, with Hopper by your side, trying to bandage you.

"Y/n..? What happened? Are you okay?"

She rushed toward you, concern visible in her eyes.

"I-it's nothing I-I'm fine Max.."

She could see you weren't. You looked so tired. Like you fought all night long. Which wasn't so far from the truth actually.

"No, you're not fine! Look at you..! You know you can tell me everything right? Do you have problems? I can help you get through it, just talk to me.."

"I-" you glanced at Hopper, not knowing what to answer.

He nodded slightly, finishing what he was doing.

"Can we... can we go outside..?" you said, standing up

"Is it that bad?"

You didn't answered, and grabbed your girlfriend's hand, leading her outside nervously.

"Y/n-"

"Max. It's not what you think.. it's just- I-I don't even know how to say it.."

You took a deep breath, shaking slightly in anticipation of her reaction.

"I- I'm not like you.."

"What do you mean?"

She seemed confused, which was understandable.

"I'mawerewolf"

"What?"

"I'm a werewolf..."

"What...?"

"..."

You didn't know what to say. You felt bad, not having told her.

"So.. you're a werewolf..? The kind that transforms and go nuts and kills everything they meet?"

"No it's not-"

"You are a werewolf and you didn't tell me?"

The little shake in her voice wasn't concern anymore. It was anger.

"I-"

"We slept in the same bed! We spend night out together! You could've killed me, Y/n! Do you even realize you put everyone in danger?!"

"Max-"

You tried to grab her hand, but she jumped away from you.

"Don't touch me."

Your heart dropped at her words, eyes full of tears.

"I can't believe you lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you..! I.. I didn't know how to tell you..! But I love you! I would never hurt you Max! I can control-"

"Why where you here then? Getting bandaged by Hopper? Didn't your transformation went wrong?!"

"... It was the full moon..! It's the only day I can't control it! Max please I swear-"

"Enough! I don't want to hear more of that."

She turned around, and started to walk away.

"Max wait let me-"

"I don't want to talk to you why don't you understand that?!"

She had never raised her voice at you before, not like that. She hated you. You felt it. You felt your heart break into million pieces. You felt tears running down your cheeks.

You didn't try to stop her again, just watching her going away from you.

You heard someone coming in your direction, but you weren't in a talkative mood, so you ran away, eyes shut, tears blurring your vision.

You wanted to be alone. Alone with your pain.

You stopped running after you were sure to be far away in the woods, where no one would find you. Then, you sat against a tree, and cried. And screamed. And swore. You let everything go out.

You felt like you were stabbed directly in your heart. Multiple times. You should've told her. You knew it. But you didn't think she would be that mad... You felt empty, like you lost a part of yourself.

Since you met Max, your life completely changed. You found a reason to live, someone that mattered to you, a family.

And now she was gone.

Max was mad. Really mad. Mad at you, for not telling her you were a werewolf. Mad at herself, for not being here enough for you. Because if you didn't tell her, that meant you didn't trust her. That meant you weren't sure she would react in a good way.

She felt bad now. Because she yelled at you. Because you were scared, and she made your fears come true.

"Shit..."

She bit her nails, thinking she hurt you badly. She would apologise as soon as you got home. Because you would come home.

But you weren't here when the sun went down. She took her coat, and sneaked out of the house, decided to find you. She didn't know where you could be, so she went to the last place she knew you were.

But You weren't there. However, El told her she saw you running in the woods after your fight.

She was afraid something bad happened to you. Maybe you were hurt. Maybe you were in danger. Because of her.

So she ran into the forest, alone, with only one thing in mind: you.

You didn't realize it was that late, as you were lost in your thoughts, eyes red because of how much you cried. What brought you back to reality was her sent, coming from far away, and her voice, calling your name.

You stood up slowly, not believing your senses. She was here..? For you..?

You could hear her footsteps. It was like she was running. But she was so far away from you.. And so alone.. At night.. In the woods..

You started to run in her direction, worried. This was a dangerous place at night. There was a ton of creatures here. And they were hungry.

Thanks to your capacities you found her pretty quickly, and let at a sight of relief seing she was doing okay. As you took a step forward, a branch cracked under your feet, causing her to turn around suddenly.

"S-sorry... I didn't mean to scare yo-"

You could barely finish you sentence because of how tight she was now hugging you.

"I'm so sorry Y/n.. I shouldn't have reacted like that.. I love you.. every part of you.."

You quickly melted into the hug and held her close, relieved and happy that she didn't hate you.

"I should have told you sooner.. I'm sorry.." you murmured, not letting go of her

"No more secrets between us..?" she asked

"No more secrets"

You finally broke the hug, gently taking her hand in yours.

"We shouldn't stay here.. it's dangerous at night"

"Let's go home"

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You both arrived safely and immediately went into Max's room, only taking the time to put on your pyjamas before sliding under the covers of her bed. She wrapped her arms around you as you found a confortable position against her.

Neither of you talked much, simply appreciating each other's company in a confortable silence. The redhead was playing with your hair and planting soft kisses on your forehead, while you were whispering sweet nothings to her.

After a little while, you tilted your head up to look at her, only to find her already looking at you.

"Can I be the big spoon this time?" you asked

A smile made its way up to her face.

"Why this question, all of a sudden?"

"You're always the big spoon, I never get to pet you" you pouted

"Oh but I like petting you and kissing your forehead while you sleep.. And I just have to lower my gaze to see your beautiful face.. I'm not ready to lose that privilege, sorry"

She smirked at your reaction, thinking you looked cute.

"Maybe another time, but right now I just want to cuddle for the rest of the night, like we always do.."

"Yeah? Next time then!"

She kissed you lovingly, whispering a "I love you". You smiled, putting yourself back in your previous position, happy that things ended well.

People said wolves are in love with the moon, and that it's why werewolves are forced to transformed when it's full, to cry for a love they would never touch.

You found your moon. And her name was Max Mayfield.

#max mayfield #max mayfield x reader #stranger things #max mayfield x female reader #max mayfield x fem reader

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