(also on ao3) ♡ el hopper / max mayfield ♡
1985
🌈 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝒹, 𝑜𝒽 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝒽
🌈 𝒶𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒾 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹
ฺ ✿ฺ。 ✿ฺ ✿ฺ。 ✿ฺฺ ✿ฺ。 ✿ฺ ✿ฺ。 ✿ฺฺ ✿ฺ。
teenage girls el and max are forming a quickly tightening bond. max's supposedly shameful desperation for an alternate type of relationship between them forms just as quickly, and even more earth shatteringly. she's torn between passion and fear. what would el, their friend group or max's family think? what about the world as a whole? in hawkins, indiana, at least, it seemed that the world solely consisted of close minded parents, humid summers, youthful teasing and a flashy shopping mall. most of all, it often felt to max like the most immensely frustrating aspect of the world were her own new flustered feelings and unwavering guilt. the varying complications within max and el's friend group and within hawkins itself lurk just as timid amongst everything.
( slow burn, no upside down/powers; elevens name is just el; takes place right after they became friends but that happened sooner in the summer; hopper is el's adoptive dad; her biological dad is martin brenner who's in prison for abusing her, and her mom isn't alive; there's confusion, angst, a little fluff, lowkey slowburn and excessive gay panic )
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.