#which im putting here so i can link on her pinned post lmao

[ugly-drizella]

Drizella Tremaine and the Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Week: A Story in Headlines, Tweets, and Other Online Things

TW: Allusions to anti-Magick/misogynistic behavior and bad workplace environments, the celebrity gossip train going off-rails, someone getting online canceled (ouch), implications of infidelity

US WEEKLY: OCT. 13 2023

Izzy Maine loses it Weigh in: should we #CancelIzzy??

A video of comedian Izzy Maine, 33, pouring scalding hot coffee on TikTok personality Esme Bennet (@its_esmayyyyyy), 20, has gone viral — with the hashtag #CancelIzzy trending as well.

The video, which seems to take place at a brunch gathering held at Bennet’s house in Los Angeles, showcases the comedian angrily storming up to Bennet and purposefully dumping a carton of coffee onto the influencer and nearby guests, including Maine’s husband of three years, comedian Grant Dayton, 35. 

Dayton and Maine are both alumni of Saturday Night Live, who left the sketch comedy show to pursue their own projects. Before the Writer’s Guild of America and Screen Actors Guild strikes, the pair were working on a new comedy series for Netflix, with Maine showrunning and Dayton executive-producing and starring. 

Many of Bennet’s fans are rallying on social media, calling for Netflix to cancel Maine’s show.  

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THE SOCIAL MEDIA SITE FORMERLY KNOWN AS TWITTER: OCT. 13 2023

esmayfan11: izzy maine is an ugly anti-magick c*nt who just hates beautiful half-fairies #CancelIzzy

🍃greengirlyy🍃: wait, izzy maine is anti-magick???? who is she??

esmayfan11: yeah lol shes this bitchy comedian and called esme a lot of fairy-slurs and one of my moots found this old video where she’s pulling her ears up to make them pointy ://///

🍃greengirlyy🍃: omg i never knew… and im a fairy … time to #CancelIzzy

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THE CUT: OCT. 16 2023

Izzy Maine’s catastrophic fall from graceIn the aftermath of the comedian’s explosive outburst, more women are coming forward with stories of Maine’s volatile behavior 

Excerpt: 

“One time during a writer’s meeting, she got so mad that she grabbed a tray of bagels and flung it onto the table,” says a writer’s assistant, who prefers to remain anonymous. “Gobs of cream cheese got everywhere. I had to leave the room crying, I was so scared. The smell of lox wouldn’t leave my hair for days.”

When asked about the bagel incident, a representative of Maine’s provided this statement: 

“It’s true that Izzy often gets passionate in the writer’s room, because she wants the best from her team. This claim however completely misconstrues what happened, which was simply a clumsy dining accident that occurred when Izzy was vehemently gesturing.”

The representative went on to say that Maine paid for the entire team’s laundry and dry-cleaning. 

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THE COMMENTS OF AN INSTAGRAM POST OF SAID ARTICLE: OCT. 16 2023

🍃greengirlyy🍃: ugh and this article never even mentions how anti-magick she is!!!!!!! #CancelIzzy

carson_tyler: Izzy Maine is anti-Magick? Since when??

🍃greengirlyy🍃: OMG Uncle tyler did u not hear about the esme bennet stuff??? Ill DM u a google doc

eggsandjake: I bet she scared all the magicks who ever worked with her into silence. #CancelIzzy

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THE HOLLYWOOD REPORTER: OCT. 17 2023

Multiple Netflix projects scrapped; streamer cites creative differences 

Excerpt: 

Netflix officially pulled the plug on at least 12 different shows and movies in development, citing new directions and creative differences between the talent involved. This coincides with the end of the 148-day Writers Guild of America strike, and the ongoing Screen Actors Guild strike.

The canceled projects run a wide gamut from Love is Blind: Avalor, the long-rumored biopic of Ingary’s Madame Sulliman, and comedian Izzy Maine’s highly anticipated sitcom. Considering the other changes at Netflix, specifically the price plan and introduction of an ad-tier, it seems like the streamer is pivoting to a new direction. 

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FACEBOOK COMMENTS: OCT. 17 2023

Tyler Carson: Wow. Good riddance to Izzy Maine! My niece tells me that she’s really anti-Magick… knowing her, this show was probably problematic! Used to love her stuff but now… #CancelIzzy

Grace Frank: DONT.. LISTEN.. TO the WOKE moB… I never LIKED THIS WOMAN.. But she is BEING SILENCED by the LIBS 

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JEZEBEL: OCT. 18 2023

Netflix was right to dump Izzy Maine Coffee and bagels aside… 

Excerpt: 

TikTok influencer coffee spill and bagel tray flinging aside, Izzy Maine was just never funny and it’s time we admit that. 

I don’t mean to be the type of person who brags about not liking something cool, but I never got Izzy Maine’s whole schtick. Didn’t we leave behind that whole “not like other girls, rah-rah I like pizza and beer and hate motherhood” deal behind in 2013? None of her standup clips have ever made me laugh. 

I’m not alone. Earlier this year, an audio clip from one of Maine’s standups went viral — but for reasons I’m sure Izzy Maine would hate. It’s a clip from one of her standups, where she brags about being the type of woman who doesn’t wear makeup. It became a meme, with plenty of empowered young women, proudly showing off their makeup routines and outright mocking Maine’s words. 

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THE SOCIAL MEDIA SITE FORMERLY KNOWN AS TWITTER: OCT. 18 2023

esmayfan11: omg… i kno what we should do in support of esme!! we should all make tiktoks with that old izzy maine audio where she’s talking about how fake makeup is and show how BEAUTIFUL esme is with her magic and perfect makeup #CancelIzzy

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PEOPLE MAGAZINE: OCT 19. 2023

Inside Izzy Maine and Grant Dayton’s Big Split!Sources say that Maine’s volatile behavior had the couple on rocks for months

Excerpt:

Comedy fans have been following #Mainton since their SNL days, especially the infamous Butternut Squash skit where the two shared some electric flirty banter that definitely bled from their IRL relationship. But it looks like there’s trouble in comedy paradise, considering Dayton was not only spotted moving out from the couple’s Brooklyn apartment but also unfollowed Maine on Instagram. Yeoch!

“Grant’s been very upset with Izzy’s behavior, even before the whole coffee incident,” says a source close to the couple. “He’s felt like she steamrolls over him in all their creative endeavors and he feels scared to voice his concerns about how she treats the people they work with.”

But a source close to Maine states otherwise.

“Grant’s always been insecure about Izzy’s success,” says the anonymous person. “She’s way more popular than him on social media, and I think that’s definitely undermined a lot of their collaboration.” 

Regardless of the couple’s relationship, clearly Maine’s outburst towards TikTok personality Esme Bennet (@its_esmayyyyy), the social media backlash against her, and the subsequent cancellation of the couple’s upcoming Netflix show did NOT help any resentment building between them. 

But there is a silver lining — for Dayton at least. Judging by how frequently he’s appeared in Bennet’s IG stories, it seems like they’ve gotten a lot closer since Maine’s violent outburst. Could a romance be brewing between them?

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TW: Hangover

It was 1 pm, and Drizella Tremaine was still in bed. 

She had at least 12 missed calls and a splitting headache. The curtains of her Williamsburg apartment were drawn tightly shut, but even so, a crack of light splintered through, shining right on Drizella’s eye. She winced, but used that opportunity to stretch out, her fingers clawing at her phone. 

She fumbled, finally managing to unplug it, and scrolled through her unread text messages. Most were her agent. A few from some friends, who probably were figuring out if associating with her was going to damage their own blossoming careers. A couple from her mother. There was one from her sister, but Drizella didn’t even bother to read anything beyond Annie’s name. 

There wasn’t a single message from Grant. 

At this point, Drizella didn’t know what she expected. It wasn’t like an apology from her sleazeball of a  husband about how he should not have fucked a buxom TikToker 15 years younger than him would make things better. Even if Drizella found it in her cold, bitter heart (his words, not hers) to forgive him, there were still the facts that 1) he had fucked a buxom TikToker 15 years younger than him, 2) she had spilled coffee all over that buxom TikToker, even if she had been aiming for Grant (her words, not his), and 3), because of fact 2, the entire internet was convinced she was some raging anti-Magick misogynist because said buxom TikToker just happened to be half-fairy. 

If Drizella thought about it too much, she got angry. Very angry. And that only fed into all the rumors about her, which made her even angrier, and then she ended up doing stupid things. Like throwing Grant’s camera off the balcony and going out to the local dive bar and dancing on the tables and slamming back wayyy too many Fireball shots for someone over the age of 22, and then booking a one-way ticket to her dinky little hometown. 

Wait — had she done that?

The memories of last night were coming back — in some sort of grainy montage set to a Katy Perry song. 

Oh for fuck’s sake.

She looked at her email, and sure enough, there was a receipt for an airplane ticket to London, then a train ticket to Swynlake. There was also an email sent to her agent, one that was surprisingly coherent for an email written at approximately 3:34 am that she also could not remember sending. 

Her phone buzzed, her agent’s name flashing on the screen. Violently. Drizella yelped, nearly dropping it, but managed to slide the accept call bar and press the phone to her ear and a hand to her forehead. 

“Listen, Hannah —”

“Izzy, this is a fantastic idea.”

A beat.

“Wait, what?”

“The Swynlake thing? It’s genius.” If the late night timing of the message disturbed Hannah at all, she did not let it on. Then again, it was certainly not the first ill-timed email that Drizella had fired off to Hannah (she worked better past midnight, she always said).

“It is?”

Hannah ignored the doubt in Drizella’s voice.

“And your sister’s there too, right? Two birds, one stone. You go to this Magick-Friendly town — y'know, the place you grew up. The place that formed you. You kiss some cheeks with some fairies or vampires or whatever. You get involved with local politics, sign a few petitions, flick off a local lord…”

“I don’t think we have a local lord.”

“Duke? Earl? I don’t know, girl. Do something to show that you’re relatable and not afraid to stick it to the man. And also become aunt of the year to your sister’s little tykes.”

Drizella’s head was still pounding. The last thing she wanted to do right now was have Annie’s spawn squirm all over her. And probably puke on her shoes. How old were they again? Jaxson was… seven? And Harlynne was… four? And wait — there was another one now. What was his name again? Lenny?

“Izzy, this could solve all your problems.” 

Drizella rubbed her forehead again. She closed her eyes. She needed coffee and aspirin, but those would be temporary fixes. She needed to put Grant’s stupid BMW in one of those junkyard smasher things, but that also wouldn’t really fix any of her problems. But… maybe Swynlake would. 

She couldn’t get over the fucking irony of it all.

“I know,” she said, slipping into confidence. “I’m bloody brilliant, aren’t I? I’ll start coming up with a game plan the moment I get some coffee.” 

“Excellent — we’re gonna get you out of this Izzy.”

“I know it.” 

#this is just her bio and the rp sample #which im putting here so i can link on her pinned post lmao #about #insp

[fraldarrius]

really, really hate that i even have to make another post like this, i’ve been putting it off as long as i possibly can, but things are getting pretty dire again and i don’t really have a choice anymore so here we go again

basically, my mom and i are extremely broke and we’re barely staying afloat right now—i STILL haven’t been able to find a job despite looking literally every day and applying for everything that seems even remotely tolerable and won’t make me want to ✨unalive myself✨, so i’m still only getting what i get from unemployment. my mother nearly died in november from sepsis, she spent three weeks in the hospital, and after that was receiving multiple visits a week from extramural nurses since she was sent home with a picc line in her arm for meds. she’s well enough now that the picc line has been removed, but she can still barely walk (the infection that caused her sepsis originated in her foot—she’s severely diabetic, she’s already had a toe amputated because of this and nearly lost her whole foot this time) so working is out of the question, and she’s also relying on unemployment for income. neither of us are making anywhere near enough to completely cover our bills, though, we’ve both been forced to pay things late/put the absolute smallest amount of money possible on bills just so we can like, y’know, eat 🥴 because it’s winter, our power bill has been absolutely insane, like. as of the bill we got last month, it was nearly $1400, and i expect we’ll get a new bill sometime this week that will probably put it around $1600 at the very least (our power bills have been like $400 a month, and i’m pretty sure we only managed to put like $200 on it last time 💀). we are not the only people living in this house, which is why it’s so high, but we’re also the only people paying because the other people who live here are deadbeats, wastes of space, etc., not gonna get into that rn. our internet bill is also extremely high, high enough that i’m genuinely scared to check the exact amount, and i’m seriously shocked we haven’t been disconnected yet. on top of this, my mom and i both carry a lot of debt from loans/credit cards, so that eats up a shit ton of money every month that we just end up having to use again on groceries and other necessities literally because we can’t afford not to, so it’s a cycle that never ends 🥲

additionally, my unemployment runs out next month, so basically, if i haven’t found a job by then and have all the debt that i have right now, im ✨screwed✨ lmao. mom still has plenty of time left on her claim, thankfully, but if i don’t have any income we literally will not have any money to eat. i wish i was joking but i’m not. so i’m once again swallowing my pride to ask for help, because i don’t have any other choice—if anyone is able to help us out at all, we will be so beyond grateful. anything i receive will go toward our bills and to paying down some of the balances on my credit cards so that, if i’m unable to find a job before my unemployment runs out or soon after, i’ll at least be able to keep us fed.

i know this is tumblr and most of us are broke as hell, so please, please do not feel bad if you’re unable to donate anything—all i ask is that you reblog this to hopefully get some more eyes on it, because that’s super helpful in its own way.

i’m going to make a separate post with links to ways y’all can donate, since tumblr loves to hide posts that have links in them from search results 🙄 i’ll pin it so that no one has to go searching for it

thank you in advance, we’ll literally appreciate any help more than any of you know 🥺

#mutual aid #donation post #financial aid #financial hardship #financial assistance #signal boost #literally so fucking embarrassing that i have to keep doing this 🥲 #but mentally this has been so fucking hard on my mom and i #im still waiting on my starbucks t4 but once that comes i’m going to get my taxes done and hopefully i’ll get a decent return #but i can’t bank on that happening. i need to have a contingency plan #shush sar

[spacedlexi]

Do you have any Violentine headcanons? I have one incase you’re curious(you’re probably not);Violet and Clementine light their room with (dark) blue/purple lanterns because it reminds them of space.

aaw thats cute. i loved the purple lanterns so itd be nice to see those get used more. i also think vi has glow stars in her room (their room). there was concept art of the dorm with glow stars so i gave them to her cuz it looked really nice and also the stars are their Thing

someone asked me a while ago if i had any headcanons and i wrote a pretty detailed response here (i'll also put it under a read more here incase the link is weird). i dont think i have many more violentine specific headcanons cuz mostly i just think about how the school as a whole operates post s4

- love that thing mary kenny said about how violet likes to be the big spoon unless shes had a nightmare or has trouble sleeping. i bet clem being the little spoon makes her feel safe when she sleeps in a way she hasnt felt in nearly a decade of sleeping out on the road where she could die at any moment. i wonder if there was ever an incident tho where clem could feel vi against her back in her sleep and woke up ready to fight someone, cuz in the early days of living at the school im sure she’d still be getting over her immediate fight or flight reaction to everything

- related to the last one i think once aj gets old enough clem would move into violets room (and tenn would move into ajs room. every night is a sleepover (yes tenn is alive in my hcs 😔 and no one is maimed))

- i know clem is technically The Leader now, but vi was doing a good job before clem took over, and since her relationship with clem helped her get over herself a bit and now she outright cares for the school group (instead of caring but pretending she doesnt to avoid getting hurt from loss again 🥺), i think theyd definitely lead together. clem is still #1 but violet is like her right hand/second in command. if the group splits up for whatever reason (hunting/scouting/investigating passing groups) then they each take leadership of each group (unless they feel like going fishing together 🥺). they definitely makes plans together. up in the office. sometimes they share the chair (its a huge chair have you looked at that thing)

- again since tenn is alive in my hcs i love the idea of clem+aj/vi+tenn one little family within one big family. if tenn and aj are like playing or drawing vi and clem are watching like a couple of doting parents 🥺💕

- they stole that horse from the raiders so sometimes they go on little rides together around the school, checking defenses. but also just to get some time together alone

- vi gets help from the others to help jury-rig a pully system on the bell tower so clem can get up there again. they make so many intricate home alone style traps i think they could do it. i think clem would cry shdfks. and it would mean that much more to her that everyone helped make it

- violet became very confident in her relationship with clem throughout the last 2 eps so i think they wouldnt shy away from being cute in front of everyone lmao especially as the years go by

- after a number of years together i think theyd like to make things more “permanent”. the only signifier of their relationship is the pin vi gives to clem (which is so cute on its own god i love that pin (“so you never forget that night” “i never will” SHUT UP THEYRE SO CUTE)). i thought maybe violet would whittle like a pair of wooden rings but thinking about it more i think they would just make new pins for each other. the pins are kind of their thing. clem would still keep wearing the og star pin, but she’d also get a violet flower pin, and violet would get a clementine pin 🍊💜

- related to the last one, louis would catch violet making her pin for clem and turn it into a whole big thing. because its boring living in the apocalypse and he wants to make this fun. clem would be on board with it and violet would agree if thats what clem wants. so theyd have a little “wedding” with the school kids attending. tenn and aj collect flowers and you know omar would make some big, extra fancy meal.

- idk if this counts but do you ever think about how during the last ep violet gets forcibly split from clem+aj and has to go back to the school by herself, and hours go by and clem and aj havent made it back yet… and how violet probably went back out there to desperately look for them, thinking they were dead and blaming herself for just leaving them there… she mustve been so devastated and scared and angry. i bet she was the first to see aj pushing that wheelbarrow back to the school and just started crying and sobbing if she wasnt already. SORRY TO END THIS ON A SAD ONE but i think about this 😭 ………………..

- related to the last one i bet violet spent so much time next to clems bed just hoping and praying that she would wake up. her and aj were probably there as much as they could be. and maybe would even take turns watching over her before she finally woke up. i bet all the other kids would come in to check on her too. they all love clem so much 🥺 you love to see it. its what she deserves. i bet rosie would be under her bed too like she was when aj was putting up the collectibles at the end

#twdg #violentine #sorry i took a bit to respond to this one my arm can only handle so much typing in a day rn #ive been wanting to make a sketch page of some of the post s4 stuff ive been thinking about but my arm......... #hoping to do that once im healed #replies with lexi #incognito

[magniloquent-raven]

Ooh for your prompts: Fluffy Elmax sleepover with cuddling for #16 pls :') xoxox

i had such a good time writing this omg thank you!!! tho there’s a couple bits that threaten to be angst because im physically incapable of writing pure fluff lmao. it’s just tiny bits tho. just a smidge.

also, because s4 isn’t out yet i uh. kinda just did a time skip but didn’t rly change anything about how s3 left off? i know we know hopper’s alive but like. i guess he’s just still in russia in this fic LMAO rip. don’t think about it too hard

posted on ao3 as well :)

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Max’s watch timer beeps obnoxiously again. 8:36. El’s late. She hits snooze.

“When’s your friend supposed to be here, sweetie?”

“Soon, mom. You know, you and Neil don’t have to wait up.” They do this every time. Like Max isn’t almost seventeen and perfectly capable of being alone in her own damn house for five minutes. At this rate they’re going to be late for whatever thing it is they’re going to, and Neil will be even more of a bitch than usual.

Her mom glances over at him. He’s sitting in his armchair looking surly, checking his watch pointedly. Asshole.

“Well…I don’t think—”

Max hears a car pull up out front. “Oh, thank fuck,” she mutters, turning on her heel and marching out to greet the Byers’.

Joyce climbs out of the passenger seat as Max strides across the lawn. “Max, honey!” she waves, grinning bright, “How are you?” There’s always a…tone to how she asks that. Questions lurking under the surface that they don’t talk about. It makes Max’s insides all squirmy thinking about it, though she is on some level grateful for the concern.

Max stands on the curb, tugging on her earring. A habit by now. It’s both a comfort and a reminder. She got one hell of a lecture the day she came out of the bathroom with blood running down her neck and a safety pin in her earlobe, but she didn’t regret it for a second.

El slides out of the driver’s seat, her smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Max watches her stand and adjust her shirt. She always looked good in yellow. “I’m good,” Max responds after a beat, and it’s honest for once.

The door behind her creaks. Probably her mom and Neil coming out of the house, hopefully to leave, finally. She doesn’t turn around, just steps into Joyce’s waiting arms and presses her face into her shoulder. Max is taller than her now, by a couple inches, so it hurts her neck a little, but it’s worth it.

Will’s still tucked away in the backseat, peering through the window, Max waves at him when she peeks up over Joyce’s shoulder.

Then El distracts her. “Your hair,” she says, gently tugging on a lock behind her ear. Max steps back from Joyce, and runs a hand through it, cheeks pink. Three years ago she’d hacked off all her hair with a pocket-knife, woke up the morning of Billy’s funeral with strands still stuck to her neck, locks hanging ragged across her forehead. Her mother had thrown a fit.

“Yeah, I cut it again,” Max says, like that wasn’t obvious. She’d let it grow out uneven and messy for a while, but she broke out the scissors again about a month ago. It’s neater than her last haircut, but not by much.

El’s hand is in Max’s hair again, dangerously close to her face. Max’s knees wobble a little.

“Bitchin’,” she says solemnly, after a few seconds of consideration.  

Max’s grin is blinding.

Her mother cuts in, before she can respond, gives her the usual talk about staying in the house and making sure she’s got her emergency numbers memorized. Then she bids them all a hasty, distracted goodbye. Her mom was never very comfortable about the Byers’. Probably something about Joyce’s too-knowing gaze, or the fact that El glares daggers at Neil every time he’s within range.

She’s doing it now. Watching him get into his truck with a quiet rage in her eyes. Joyce puts a hand on her elbow, and it doesn’t move until Neil’s truck has turned the corner at the end of the street.

“We should get going,” Joyce says, checking her watch. “Will wanted to be at Claudia’s an hour ago but we got caught up at Mike’s house, and, well, you know how it is,” she flutters her hands, approximating a shrug.

She hugs El goodbye, then pulls Max in for another one. “Call us if you need anything,” she says, pulling back and putting her hands on Max’s shoulders. That sad glint is in her eye again, and Max knows the offer extends beyond tonight.

“Thanks, Joyce, we will.”

By the time she’s taken the corner at the end of Cherry Lane Max’s watch is beeping again.

El glances down at it, a pinch between her eyebrows. “…Was that for me?”

“Uh.”

The confusion melts off her face, replaced by a cheeky grin. “It was!”

Max shuts the alarm off, cheeks burning. “Why were you guys at Mike’s for so long?” she asks. eager to change the subject. If the guys are meeting up at Dustin’s the delay wasn’t because Will and Mike were catching up, and, well, Mike and El’s relationship is…of interest to Max. For reasons.

El purses her lips. It’s a face that tells Max they’re gonna need to be sitting and cozy for this conversation because it’s gonna be a long one. So, she links their arms and pulls her inside.

An hour later they’re huddled under a throw blanket on the couch. El is giggling, face in her hands, and Max is wheezing around a mouthful of skittles.

“Oh, that’s so not funny,” she chokes out, trying not to spew candy everywhere, which brings about a fresh wave of laughter. El’s shoulders are shaking, brushing against Max’s and making her warm all over. God damn, she’s missed this.

“Then why are you laughing,” El replies, poking her side and smiling from ear-to-ear.

She’s beautiful, Max thinks. Her braid is half-undone, letting her hair curl around her face in gentle waves, and her eyes are bright. She looks happy, and Max holds on to that, keeps it all for herself because she did that, she made that happen. She might not have everything she wants from El, but she’ll take whatever she can get. Whatever El wants to give. And sometimes just her smiles are enough, enough to make Max’s chest constrict and her heart glow, because for now, she’s happy too.

She laughs again, in leu of a response. How can she not, when she feels so light she could float away, high on the soft strawberry scent of El’s shampoo and the way her cheek dimples when she grins. But she can’t say that, so she says, “Because it’s Mike,” and pokes El right back. “I’m legally obligated to laugh at his misfortune.”

They have a complicated friendship, which mostly boils down to her being willing to bail him out when he’s in shit, but only if she gets to make fun of him while she does it.

El wrinkles her nose a little, but her smile doesn’t dim, “You two are weird.”

She’s pretty sure it used to bother El, how much Mike and Max fought. Max can’t help but wonder if they’d have gotten along better if she wasn’t in love with his girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend. Because she’d dumped him for good this time. Four months ago, apparently, though Mike was, until a few hours ago, under the impression it was temporary.

Max almost feels bad for him. Except she doesn’t. Apparently, he was a dick about the whole thing, so at least she has a solid reason not to.

“You love us,” Max scoffs. El may have broken up with Mike, but she’ll always love him in some way or another.

El’s expression softens, turns fond and sweet. She’s thinking about Mike, Max is sure, but the smile is still directed as her. Small victories. “I do,” she says quietly.

They order a pizza after that, and watch movies into the wee hours of the morning. By 3am Max’s throat is raw, and her stomach hurts from laughing (and too much pizza). It’s the most fun she’s had in a while. The Byers’ don’t visit as often as any of them would like.

Max isn’t even tired, but El’s head has been dropping onto her shoulder on and off for the past hour so she suggests they call it a night.

She knows that when the boys sleep over at each other’s houses they’ll take the floor, or the couch in the basement, anything but actually sharing a bed. As El wraps an arm around her waist and snuggles up with her under the blankets, Max takes a moment to wonder if that would be better or worse than this.

It always seemed so miserable to Max, how much boys have to limit themselves.  

But also…well, it might be easier sometimes. She wouldn’t have to deal with wanting things she shouldn’t want because El would be over there, and not right up in her space, hands warm and breath tickling Max’s ear. This is different than sitting thigh-to-thigh on the couch, it blurs the line more, and it’s the ambiguity that’s driving Max crazy.

She wasn’t tired before, but she’s wide-awake now.

Time creeps by strangely this late at night. Max isn’t sure how long she lays there, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm her pounding heart. El’s breath is steady, quiet, and her eyes are closed. Max is sure she’s asleep, she was so tired before.

Before she can stop herself her hand creeps up, brushes a strand of hair from El’s face.

Moonlit, she’s ethereal. There’s always been something otherworldly about El, with her big, dark eyes, always watching, boring holes into you with their intensity. Shadows play across her cheek, and Max tracks them for a while, absurdly jealous of moonlight.

She traces patterns on El’s forearm, the one resting on Max’s stomach, keeping her touch light so as not to wake her.

More time passes, and Max’s head feels heavy with sleep that won’t come. She’s groggy, leaning back but unable to keep her eyes closed.

She starts talking. Whispering. Remembering the times she read Wonder Woman comics to El until she fell asleep, and hoping, somewhere in her foggy brain, that it might work on herself too.

“You know… I always knew we’d be good friends. The second I heard your name I wanted to know you,” she murmurs, and draws a star on El’s wrist. “Didn’t know how badly I wanted until I saw you though. You were terrifying, and I loved it. And now…” Her eyes slide closed as she thinks. “You’re the best person I’ve ever met. You’re beautiful. Everything about you. And I love you…more than I should.” She sighs, sits in silence and cards her fingers through El’s hair. It’s getting so long.  

El’s hand closes around her wrist.

Max’s eyes fly open, and she stills, heart pounding. “Uh.” El’s eyes are open, looking up at her, she’s awake, she’s awake, oh fuck– “Um. Did—did I wake you up, I’m—sorry if I woke you—”

“It’s okay.” The corners of her mouth turn up, slow and careful, “I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Oh.” Is all Max can manage, staring down at El with wide eyes, waiting for her to…do something. Max’s palms are sweating. She doesn’t know what to expect.

El moves her hand, puts Max’s palm against her cheek and shuffles forward until they’re nose to nose.

“Oh.”

She tastes like toothpaste and kiwi lip balm, and kisses as sweetly as she smiles. Her hands end up in Max’s hair, fingers gentle but demanding, guiding her forward. If Max wasn’t already laying down, she’d need to be because her knees are jelly.

“Oh,” El echoes when she pulls back, laughter in her voice. She presses a chaste kiss to the corner of Max’s mouth, careful and deliberate. Then her expression softens, sobers. “I was jealous of you. At first. Didn’t…know what it was. Know why. So, I ignored you. And… I’m sorry.”

Max shakes her head, “Ancient history. It’s okay.”

“No, I,” El stops, furrows her brow, “You were so happy. Free. I wanted that. And then, then you helped me have that. So. Thank you.” She cups Max’s face, fingertips tracing along her cheekbone, and Max’s heart sings. “And I love you too.”

They kiss again, and Max decides that El sleeping on the floor would’ve been a terrible idea.

#elmax #elmax fanfic #stranger things #el hopper #max mayfield #i couldn't resist the little bits about max mourning her brother because im a masochist apparently #if anyone was wondering the earring max is wearing is 100% billy's #and joyce knows neil is The Worst which is why she's concerned about max #making sure he isn't treating her how he used to treat billy #yeah #ALSO #susan being all overprotective? #is because of billy #like. he might not have been her kid but he was something to her yknow? #and now he's gone #and she gotta deal w that somehow #and shes dealing with it by clinging extra hard to the kid she's got left #THAT'S TOO MANY SAD HEADCANONS TO PUT IN ONE FLUFFY SLEEPOVER FIC WHY AM I LIKE THIS #anyway apparently posting my writing is a thing i do now so i need a tag #a raven's writing desk #because i'm real pretentious dont @ me lmao

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11 Questions Tag

i was tagged by @pinkheichou @tiny-heichou and @salbelni so that's uh...that's 33 questions holy shit this is gonna be forever long lmaoo

Rules: 1. Always post the rules 2. Answer the questions given by the person who tagged you 3. Write 11 questions of your own 4. Tag 11 people

idk if it’ll tag you guys if i put them under the cut so! i tag: @tokyo-ghouls-eat-rawmen @kingtatsunari @bertoltssweat @sluttttysurveycorps @piningmarco @lesliebruhleria @iviarka @softymir @dallyingdivergent @levi-nyanchou @noodlesforlyfe  don’t feel obligated to do this!! 

1. Is there a book/movie that you’ve read/watched many times? Which one? i usually dont like rewatching/rereading things but my guilty pleasure is snk, i love to watch the dubbed episodes and compare it to the subbed episodes, i love going back and noticing details i couldnt bc i was reading subtitles, comparing manga panels to anime scenes, yknow, lil things like that 2. What do you love most about your friends? they try their best to cheer me up when they know i'm feeling down~ 3. Ever been a witness to someone doing something hella embarrassing? (You don’t have to tell anything about it) uh yeah, my best friend irl fell and literally slid down her stairs when she was drunk after prom last year and wanted to do it again 4. A fandom you didn’t think you would ever be a part of? tbh danganronpa. on my old blog, before i got back into watching anime, i thought their hair was rly...unique, to say the least, and didn't think i would ever give it the time of day 5. Do you have a “trash character” you like? komaeda :') and ouma, i know a lot of ppl rly don't like him lmao 6. Pastel or Black? black, i love pastels but i look rly good in black lmao 7. Pet peeves? when ppl ignore/interrupt me, unneccesary loud noises, lack of privacy, AND WHEN PPL CHEW WITH THEIR MOUTH OPEN OH MY GOD 8. If you had one free wish what would it be? (Wishing for xx/endless wishes is not allowed) i would wish to bring immense joy to myself and every person i crossed paths with! 9. What are your favourite tropes/AUs for your ships? holy SHIT im a slut for AUs. i lovelovelove actor AUs, zombie/post apocalyptic AUs, high school/boarding school AUs, college AUs, summercamp AUs, band AUs, coffee shop AUs, apartment AUs...i could rly go on but i'll stop lmaooo 10. Are you an emotional person? VERY 11. Are you more attracted to popular ships or rare pairs? i dont rly have a preference, if i see a ship i like, it's popularity doesn't concern me c:

1. Whats your favorite book? i rly don't know, i haven't read a book in forever fml i've already read all the books on my shelf and they're like...8th grade reading level :-// my most recent read was more than this by patrick ness and it was pretty good! 2. Do you collect anything? stickers!! i love stickers so much lmao what else...cute pins, and i'm slowly building a collection i call 'roadside paintings' where -- you guessed it -- i pick up deserted paintings on the side on the road. i currently have two hanging up in my room! 3. The last Song you listened to? sir sly - high 4. Do you like Tea? If yes whats your favorite kind of tea? fuck yeah!! tea > coffee, all day every day. i rly love blueberry acai green tea and papaya passionfruit black tea!! 5. Whats the first Anime/Manga you ever watched/read? if u wanna get technical, sailor moon was the first ever, but naruto is the first one i went out of my way to watch. the first manga was shugo chara! i would probably still read it bc the characters are adorable and the plot is interesting! 6. Whats your favorite childhood movie? pokemon 2000!! 7. Your favorite poem? the universe took its time on you crafted you precisely so you could offer the world something distinct from everyone else so when you doubt how you were created you doubt an energy greater than us both -rupi kaur 8. Your favorite Painting? i don't rly have one!! 9. Whats the most amazing thing that happened to you? still somehow being alive right this very second 10. Whats the Title of the last Fanfiction you have read? i wanna say it was something simple like 'roommates' or along those lines, i honestly haven't read fanfiction in a couple weeks;; 11. Write 3 Book, Fanfic and Manga Title that you totally recommend! i have the comprehension skills of a potato so idk if you mean three of each or three total so i'm just gonna do three total book: more than this - patrick ness (rly good, rly weird. makes you think about our reality a little more. worth a reread when you're finished so you can piece all the information together) fanfic: blue bear - afishoutofwater (snk/eremin - i was in tears by the end of this, it's so sad but very well written. major character death & angst, just a heads up!) manga: killing stalking (hoo boy. this isnt for the faint of heart, lots of dark themes along the lines of torture and murder. not everyone's cup of tea, and that's okay!! <3)

① What are you most proud of? this is probably stupid to be proud of but it's the first thing that came to mind even though i wasnt that good, i made it into my eighth grade talent show playing the keyboard i got up there in front of the entire middle school and fucked up tremendously BUT I DIDNT CHICKEN OUT! so!! +1 point for tay woohoo ② Have you ever been so impressed you were left speechless? if you mean impressed by someone's level of stupidity, yeah lmaooo, otherwise not rly ③ What’s your favorite time of day? 10AM - 2-3PM, i'm the only one awake during these hours (unless my mom has work) and the house is completely silent for once ④ Is there a certain song that gives you goosebumps everytime you hear it? history maker from yoi gave me goosebumps for a while but no song has consistently given me goosebumps lmao ⑤ Is there something, let it be a hobby/food/movie/book/song/etc., from your childhood that you still love today? i still collect stickers and i still rly love beanie babies...i also don't mind watching the berenstein bears/dragon tales with my niece bc those were my faves when i was a kid ⑥ What never fails to make you happy? my morning solitude and fluffy art/fanfics of my otps!! ⑦ Do you dream? If so, which one was most memorable? i dream sometimes, but my fave reccurring dream is where everything is neon, like the saturation has been yanked up 100%, and i'm just walking down a sidewalk minding my own business, and then it starts raining acid and everything starts melting away until i'm just kinda floating in the void lmao i usually wake up right after everything disappears ⑧ Who’s your favorite tumblr artist/writer/editor/etc.? Feel free to name/tag more than one! the first one that came to mind was @glassesgirl0401, rarepair mom for life ; v ; ⑨ What’s your favorite fanart? Could you please link to its source? omg i love every piece of fanart tht i reblog i cant pick just one!! i rly love how everyone has their own art style and ways of drawing certain things differently, the individuality is what makes art so amazing! ⑩ What’s your headcanoned sexuality/gender identity/romantic orientation of your favorite SNK character? omg there's so many tht i like aaaaa if i had to pick just one, it would be armin and he's hella gay :3 ⑪ ^May I draw them with their pride flag’s colors for you? AAAAAA PLEASE?? that would be so great?! thank you!!! <3

here are my questions, i tried to make them interesting! 1.) If you had one, what was your 'stereotype' in school? (jock, nerd, goth, etc) 2.) What are your favorite and least favorite foods? 3.) Who is your favorite character from your current fandom and why? 4.) If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? 5.) What are your favorite hobbies? 6.) Spring, Summer, Fall, or Winter? 7.) What's one obstacle you've overcome recently? 8.) Yes or no: Pineapple on pizza? Fries dipped in mayonnaise? Ketchup on eggs? 9.) What is your most resourceful skill? 10.) If you could pick three fictional characters to bring to life, who would they be and why? 11.) What is the end-goal for you; What do you want to do with your life?

thanks for reading this far lmao sorry that took a lot longer than i thought it would

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