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“Humans are afraid of everything," Knock Out said. "The familiar, the unfamiliar, all kinds of bizarre invented monsters, other humans, dead humans, alien invasion—well, maybe that last one isn’t so irrational.” He and Starscream smirked at each other.
Watching from the bridge, Soundwave’s visor flickered.
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- Part 10 of Anefi's Transformers Works
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Paddling Out (THE REPEATER CORPSE CONUNDRUM) by transhitman
Fandoms: Disco Elysium (Video Game)
08 Oct 2022
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To the southwest of Revachol, far into the wild pale yonder is a radio repeater station. On this station is a corpse -- a woman killed in cold blood. There is no suspect. There are no clues. It is a thoroughly impossible death, a murder in utter isolation.
Two officers arrive on the scene. Voices bleed from the tower above. Something is horribly wrong.
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No one had ever accused Maxwell Gotch of having particularly good luck. On the contrary, in fact.
Case in point; Olethra was out exploring Zumhara and flirting with Ludmila, while Maxwell was down for the count in his quarters.
Just his luck.
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You Should See Him Laughing, Fit to Die (With a Cinder in his Eye) by Anonymous
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
19 Oct 2025
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“Not very serious,” he repeats, fuming, incredulous. “Oh, bullshit! What the hell, Torse?” He levels an accusatory finger, silently thankful that no tremor betrays him. “What’s with all of this, then?”
“Nothing is with all of anything.” Torse keeps his hands hovering close to him. Silently trying to weigh if the reward of properly pushing him back into resting is worth the risk of potentially injuring him further, if Maxwell had to guess. “These are… what I understand you would call ‘flesh wounds’.”
Maxwell’s pretty sure his idea of a flesh wound may not be the best basis to start from. Not that he can, or will, ever admit as much to Torse. “Your ribs are bent back!”
“And yours are bruised.”
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The crew ends up in a particularly rough fight. Maxwell meets his match in avoiding recovery.Series
- Part 2 of When I Go Traveling (Cloudward Ho Fics)
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bend close, weeping willow (won't you sing with me?) by harpiecarpie
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
10 Oct 2025
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After the crew lands in Zumhara and the Wind Riders have headed into the city, Torse goes in search of somewhere he can process everything, away from prying eyes. He does not process very well, but he's trying.
Maxwell experiences a perfectly justifiable level of mortal terror when he returns to find his friend missing, and overt declarations of lifelong devotion after 2 weeks of knowing each other is actually kind of a slow burn for Zood, okay?
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“Why would she...? Oh.” Maxwell stiffens, then blows out a breath. He reaches past Torse’s mantle to clasp his neck, tucks them firmly together, and rhythmically brushes thumb across his vulnerable nape. “Oh, Torse.”His friend’s comfort breaks the dam. “What drove her to save me, when she was comfortable condemning so many to destruction? What had she found worthy of salvation within me that she deemed the rest of my homeworld to be lacking? Why am I not taken apart in the Amphereon, or walking as one of the Naughtomata, or lining the throat of that vile beast?”
Maxwell goes rigid.
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- Part 5 of harp's torsewell fics :]
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10 Oct 2025
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Chews on glass: I love sad robots <3 Torse <3