windows fogged up, nothing new, only enough room for two and oh, we're getting old, and oh, the night is cold you got that 1983 vibe, and not a lot of time take in the view you got your top down, headed southbound, and turning on a dime, what do we do? one last ride and one more time !

18+, mature content ╱ multiverse and multiship. maximillian mertz, a riverdale based partly fandomless original character, this account contains possibly triggering themes ( including and not limited to ) violence, substance abuse, gang activity, death, childhood trauma and weapons mentions. there may also be other uncomfortable / heavy themes. proceed with caution. as penned by pines !

starter calls !

timejump !

note; riverdale season five takes place after a seven year time jump, making maxi about twenty five years old. there might be slight differences in certain storylines. i will not write shipping material with characters younger than him in timejump storylines.

after high school maxi moved to new york where he went to school for theater arts, drama, acting and performing. already he had a natural talent for theater and performing, but it was further refined with his schooling. with a lot of hard work he made his way to broadway, just where he had always wanted to be, and where he had promised his grandmother he'd get when she was in the hospital dying. it was his life goal.he acted several big roles, and is known for being good at what he does. he's well connected within the industry. with his work on broadway he has acquired fame. he has made appearances on television as well. but broadway is his passion.at the age of twenty five he has been working non stop on his career for years, and he decides to take a hiatus before his next project to go back home. taking on a teaching job at riverdale highschool as a drama teacher; he's more than overqualified, but he wants to do it. little does he know that going back home is going to make everything so complicated again. but that's easy when you haven't visited in seven years. he's not with the ghoulies anymore. things have changed a lot. even if they'll always be his family.everything is complicated. just before he moved away he had a big falling out with malachai, over drugs and him using too much. maxi felt he had to pull away or they'd both drown. because nothing he seemed to do helped. and now riverdale has been overrun and ruined. maxi can't help but feel it's all his fault. for not sticking around and preventing it somehow. considering malachai went off the deep-end when he left.

backstory !

note; maxi's backstory includes triggering themes, such as descriptions of death by gunshot, early childhood trauma, drug use / abuse, gang activity ect. please proceed with caution. maxi's main backstory is set in the riverdale verse. but it's nearly the same in most other verses, changes can be found in the verses section !

maxi’s first memory is of one night when he was three years old; of hearing his childhood home’s being kicked open as he laid sleeping between his parents after his nightmares had made him unable to sleep without them besides him. to protect him. and how the door to the bedroom slammed open, his mother and father trying to get on their feet.and then the loudest sound he had ever heard, the deafening two gunshots that made his ears ring in a pain. parents besides him, and blood everywhere; stiff and unmoving as the darkly clad men with a familiar sign of a snake on their backs left. even when he shook them, and tried his best to make them wake up. start moving, say something.the sheets turning red, and how he climbed over his father. feet carrying him to his neighbors house. knocking on the door hard until it was thrown open. his face was tear stained, and covered in blood. with a choked ‘mommy and daddy won’t move’ that made the older man turn white. gunshots were so common; most people didn’t even take note of it anymore.and he was made to sit on his doorstep, bloody teddybear gripped in his arms as the whole southside seemed to awaken. the police took an hour to wake up. tom keller in all his glory, and he had asked him what had happened. and he looked like he would cry when he asked if his parents would be okay. only to be driven to the police station, and put into a room white room with a lady who kept asking him to tell her what happened. noone would answer him if they would be okay; even after he gave his best description of the incident.it was six in the morning by the time his grandmother had been contacted. and could walk out of the police station, blood now dried on his face. and his teddy tightly pressed to his chest, completely drained after the last seven hours.and that was the first time he heard the word dead, at least spoken directly to him; his grandmother telling him he couldn’t see his parents as she tried to choke out her sobs. maria mertz was a strong woman, but even she couldn’t take this. hugging maxi as closely to her chest as she could. telling him how much they loved him, and how he’d be staying with her now. and he cried; cried harder than he ever had. they stood there for so long. all until she took him to bathe off the blood; trying what she could to not cry as she wiped the blood off her grandson’s face. he hated seeing her cry. his father always told him he needed to be brave.and he took it to heart; deciding to keep his tears for when he was alone in his bedroom in his grandmothers trailer. sobbing into his blood stained teddybear.the funeral came so quickly, and he had to wear an uncomfortable suit that made his whole body itch. they had put his parents in boxes; and were trying to sink them into the ground. only seeming more heartbroken when he protested; saying that his mommy and and daddy couldn’t be put in the ground. because then how would they come back when they were better? that they loved him, and wanted to see him again. the funeral had more attendants than any other thing he had ever been to, and he heard people cry. as his grandmother held him close, and quietly whispered that they weren’t coming back. even if they loved him a lot. that someone being dead meant they couldn’t get better; and that they’d never come back.that day he sat by their graves until it was dark. knees pressed to his chest. and he begged them to stop being dead, because he couldn’t never see them again.he just couldn’t.but he had to. and they never came back. along with his grandmother he visited their graves every single day. telling them everything. and he forced himself to continue to be strong for his grandmother; trying to smile and be good.days and weeks passed; and the police never arrested anyone. putting it down to gang crime that couldn’t be helped, that there was no use investigating further.a few months had eventually passed. and he had gotten better at being strong, always making sure to help his grandmother. but the nightmares didn’t stop. haunting him every single night, reliving the night in his mind. even sometimes when he was awake; some trigger sending him back to the moment.even still, he tried his best. tried to play. act like a normal child; that was when he met his best friend. a boy with dark eyes who didn’t speak any english. which he didn’t really understand, because he thought only english and spanish existed at the time. and he wasn’t speaking spanish. the boy was jonathan jimu jin’ichirou. who he called jinjin at the time.he would spend a lot of time in the mertz trailer, and he begun feeling somewhat normal again. even if the nightmares and flashbacks didn’t stop.eventually, years passed. and maxi was good at hiding his emotions. hiding his pain and acting as if he was just fine; instead putting on a mask whenever anyone could see him. at the age of thirteen he found that cigarettes made him feel calmer. and at the age of fourteen he joined the ghoulies. cementing his role as the southside it boy he wanted to be.eventually flirting became his way to feel better; attention and physical touch making him feel loved. and one day, he opened his heart. and found his first boyfriend, he was in love. only to find him wrapped in sheets with someone else. he cheated. and it broke his heart.after that, maxi decided he wouldn’t let anyone hurt him like that again. hookups becoming a bandaid to his pain, and it was easy. people wanted him. but they didn’t have to get close enough that they could hurt him that way. he could avoid the pain; avoid the feelings and vulnerability he had prompted for once.it wasn’t a healthy habit, but it made him feel good, as did partying and drinking till he could hardly remember his own last name. or getting so high he wasn’t sad anymore.the lifestyle was common with the ghoulies, and being a promiscuous party boy was good to him. so noone questioned anything. even still, he spent a lot of time with his grandmother. she had always been weak bodied, and even as a child he would often take care of her more so than she could him, but she loved him. and he knew that.he was seventeen when she ended up in the hospital after a bad fall. and the heart monitor stopped beating a week later; as he held her hand and reminded her how much he loved her.maxi went off the deep end, turning the party boy persona up a million percent. and he didn’t care about anything anymore, only trying to stop feeling pain. it took a while before his friends managed to pull him back down to earth. at least partially.

stats !

stats
full name : maximillian mateo mertzalias(s) : maxi, mertzdate of birth : 24.7age : 16 - 19sexuality : homosexuallanguages spoken : english, he can understand spanish entirely but he can't speak it. he knows some words in japanese and used to understand it but not anymore.pronouns : he / himheight : 5'7"hair colour : browneye colour : greenscars, tattoo (s) :
- a few cigarette burn marks scattered over his body. mostly healed and gone. ones he got mostly consensually because he just didn't mind.
- a long scar on his thigh mostly faded, from a situation with a few older serpents who went off the rails.
- a ghoulie tattoo placed on his right lower inner arm he got it when he was fourteen and was first being initiated into the ghoulies.apperance : maxi cares a lot about how he looks; and so there is rarely a time he doesn’t look his best. he has emerald green eyes, and is toned due to how he is often in fights / in a lot of physical activity. his fists are almost always bruised.zodiac sign : leofaceclaim : elijah stevenson ( only in everything sucks, no other material / pictures )

verses !

maxi is a riverdale based account, however i do write him in other verses as well. mostly slightly adjusting the riverdale canon to fit with whatever other verse. or in highly different verses changing more. if there is no information for your verse / nothing close feel free to dm me and i'll do my best to come up with whatever information for said verse.
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fandomless
maxi was born in the so called ' bad ' side of town, he lives with his grandmother until she passes away and is mixed up with who many would peg for bad people, but he sees as his family. the same as riverdale; but he isn't 100% in a gang.

glee
maximillian mertz was born and raised in lima heights adjacent. aka the wrong side of the tracks. his parents passed away while he was still young after they got wrapped up with the wrong kinds of people. he now lives with his uncle in an apartment, but he is hardly ever around. maxi does musical theater, and is half in and half out of the glee club. mostly because he thinks the glee club is lame. and he doesn't get on well with mr. schuester. although, sue sylvester is very fond of him. he's out openly, and has been spending time in the gay bar scandals from far younger than he should have.

tidbits !

- maxi has an insensitivity to pain, it takes a lot for him to be in genuine pain. something such as cutting up his hand is about comparable scratching yourself to him.- his nails are always painted black, no exceptions- when he was fourteen he joined the ghoulies, and he got the tattoo on his arm. he is a ghoulie by blood, so he was always involved even before he was officially initiated.- amongst the ghoulie’s maxi is very highly respected. he knows his shit, and can be absolutely terrifying when he wants to be. he is second in command to malachai for a reason.- throwing knives is one of his many abilities, he never misses his target.- maxi smokes cigarettes, he began when he was thirteen. it’s an addiction he isn’t intending on ending. and he doesn’t care that it’ll probably kill him, he doesn’t think he’ll live till thirty anyways.- sex is his drug of choice, although he does indulge in drugs too. he wants to feel loved, numb and not have to deal with feelings.- maxi still has the teddybear from the night his parents were killed in his bed. it’s very dear to him, and he’s very protective of it.

connections !

family connections

grandma
maria mertz was a very kind older woman, she was the one who ended up taking care of maxi after his parents passed away. since she was so old she didn't really have the ability to raise maxi in every way. but she did her best. maxi took care of her a lot and the two were always very close. he told her everything. he spiraled when she passed away.

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other connections

jimu jin’ichirou
jj is maxi's childhood best friend, and he has been since they first met when they were three years old. the two of them tell eachother absolutely everything. and maxi trusts him completely.

malachai martinez
malachai is the leader of the ghoulies, the ghoulie king. and one of maxi's very best friends. he has known him nearly his entire lives and maxi loves him lot. and he would trust him with everything. unlike many he isn't scared of malachai, and he never has been. he knows he would never ever hurt him. he is very affectionate with him. and tries hie best to always be there and take care of him as best he can. because he thinks he deseves it. he sees a lot of good in him that others might not. he defends him, but also tells him off when he does something he won't stand for. and they spend a lot of time together. he won't let people insult him infront of him.

solos !

all solos will be linked here in the form of twitlonger links !