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A Tale of Three Crystals by forsoothmayheyway
Fandoms: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon (Anime & Manga)
07 Jan 2025
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Usagi has not been taking the break up well. She's emotionally and physically exhausted, but the Black Moon didn't get the memo to lay off...
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Maxwell's been coughing an awful lot lately.
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Sometimes Torse looks at Ludmila's face and only remembers the Queen stealing away his will.
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The ticking of his heart slows and then rapidly increases again when Maxwell approaches, his face flush, his eyes bright with adrenaline. Torse leans forward to press their foreheads together, half out of relief and half out of pure exhaustion, and Maxwell meets him halfway.
Except their foreheads are not touching. Maxwell is kissing him.
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"Are you not feeling well?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"That is not an answer. Are you not feeling well?"
"I'm okay, Torse. I'm just thinking." Maxwell pushed himself into the room and past the automaton. Suddenly he was rather nervous, rubbing his hands against each other, noticing how the fabric of his gloves touched itself. With a sigh he took them off and dropped them on his nightstand.
"What about?"
The silence grew heavy with anticipation, but finally Maxwell turned around. He looked at the fire burning behind Torse's mask. "You."+ + +
Maxwell Gotch is a man driven by anger, wanting and shame. He wants to be known and seen, but at the same time is rather picky about who gets to see him in what context. So, it came as quite the shock to him to find himself wanting to be seen by Torse. Or was it less of a shock and more of an inevitable course of action? Either way, he wants Torse to know him. All of him. Shame and everything.
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"We’re going to reanimate him, aren’t we?” Maxwell asks, foot tapping impatiently against the deck. They’ve moved Torse’s body to Marya’s workshop and Maxwell hates how much it makes his friend look like an invention. Or worse, a toy. It pisses him off so much to see, but it would piss him off more trying to go about his day as if his friend didn’t shove his heart in an engine to save a world.
At her workbench, Marya doesn’t look up from the iron heart she's messing with. “Yes, Maxwell, that is the plan. Try asking another ten times, the answer might surprise you!”
“I’m just wondering.” He crosses his arms, shoulders raised and temper flaring. “Considering non-consensual heart modification was not part of our original discussion. Maybe other things have changed, as well.”
Something slaps his back, right where his suit is covering a still-healing wound. “Ow.”
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The Wind Riders would have woken Torse up immediately post-Katur were it not for the malicious machinations of one Brennan Lee Mulligan. I will right this wrong.