Something short and sweet for you guys!
word count: 444
prompt: Jane coming out and Max realizing she likes her. requested by anon
warnings: none
Max had no idea why Jane had called the entire party to an impromptu meeting in Mike’s basement. Usually, whenever something like that happened someone had died or something along those lines. But she sat down on a couch, fiddling with a loose thread on her sweater when Jane stood up to speak.
“Guys, I have something to tell you,” She started.
“Duh. Why else would we be here?” Lucas remarked. Max punched him playfully in the shoulder, knowing the boy was joking.
“I, uh, talked to Hopper- no, Jim- wait he wants me to call him dad. Dad. I talked to dad last night and talked about some… feelings.” Jane continued, ignoring Lucas’s comment.
“El, do you want to, maybe, I don’t know, elaborate? ‘Feelings’ is pretty vague,” Mike requested.
“I’m getting there, Mike,” she huffed. “I’m gay. Announcement over.” She immediately sat down next to Dustin, who was sitting on the left side of the couch, opposite of Max and Lucas.
The entire party was speechless. Will was the first one to break the silence. “welcome to the club, Jane,” he said warmly from his position on Mike’s lap.
After that comment, the initial shock that everyone was experiencing blew over. They all talked, bonding over how stupid high school was. The only person not talking was Max.
She moved to sit with her head in Lucas’s lap, staring at the ceiling. “Holy fuck she’s not the only gay person,” Max realized.
“Yeah. Have you seen Mike and Will?” Lucas deadpanned.
“That’s not what I meant. I don’t think I’m straight either. Holy fuck, Lucas, I think I like Jane.” The last part of the sentence was mumbled, causing Lucas to ask Max to repeat herself.
“I said, I think I like Jane. I’m gay,” Max said, slower.
Lucas nodded, patting Max’s head. “Max, it was obvious. You should go talk to her,” he suggested.
“What? No!” Came the shrieked response from Max, causing everyone to turn around from what they were doing and stare at Max. “I’ll go talk to Jane now,” she mumbled in defeat.
She sat upright on the couch and got up, walking over to the taller girl who was organizing a shelf. “You wanna… talk outside?” Max asked.
“Not really. I heard what you said about me,” replied Jane
“Oh? Well, what do you think about that?” Questioned Max, starting to feel hurt.
“I don’t want a relationship, Max. I like you, a lot, but I need to think longer. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Jane hugged Max tightly, smiling into her neck. “I’m glad you understand. Just give it a few months,” she said.
Max was content with that.
mike: im a lesbian
max: you’re - you’re girls??!!
mike: im girls!!
If Richie and Mike would be twins… Nancy would kill both of them.
and to have a mat that has a cat on in saying go away with the middle finger up
My first year of marching, we didn’t have great costumes for color guard, so my mom altered them to the best of her ability. It wasn’t great, but she had very little to work with. Anywho, we were at a competition and getting off of the bus, and it started raining IMMEDIATELY. So my guard friends and I huddled together for warmth. It continued to rain for the entire show. By the time we were ready to take pictures, all of color guard looked like we had just lost out dogs and were crying hysterically about it. It was an absolute mess. Long story short: nothing ever goes according to plan, but I love band.
1. The bigger the hair the closer to God.
2. Thou shall always use “butt spray.” (No matter how cute it is the judges don’t want to see that)
3. Thou shall always make sure thy false eyelashes are attached properly.
4. Thou shall always honor thy choreographer and coaches
5. Thou shall not be “plastic”
6. Thou shall not covet the title thy neighbor holds
7. Thy hair shall not move
8. Thou shall not be afraid of the judges. (No matter how intimidating they are)
9. Thou shall have fun!
And the last and most important commandment: 10. BE YOURSELF!!!!!
A happy pink & yellow Elmax aesthetic bc they deserve happiness
elmax (el/jane x max) moodboard // not my pictures
Bill: Richie, how many fingers am I showing? *3 fingers*
Richie: Holy fuck Bill I know I don’t have my glasses but your 3 fingers are literally right on my face
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Eddie: Shit, Richie *take on Richie’s glasses* are you honestly this fucking blind?
Richie: oH WELL DARLING ISN’T THAT WHY I HAVE THOSE TWO THICK ASS GLASSES UP ON MY NOSE EVeryday?
Mike: Did you just call Eddie “darling”?
Richie:
Eddie:
Mike:
Richie: I have difficulty in recognizing and calling out people without my glasses, mICHAEL