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hello! you've reached the writing sideblog for @pepsi-maxwell !
i'll be reblogging all writing here from my main, for better categorisation and grouping <3
ao3: GodivaDevice
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for the first time in a long while; cmjf hanahaki syndrome (variant: refusal to admit feelings)
around 400 words, sfw, cut for length
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At first, it's all a bit of fun. Get under Maxwell’s skin, shut him up, expose what a cheap imitation he is when measured up against the real deal. And deeper, prove to himself that he's still the best in the world; that straight edge still means “better than you”.
He expects the barbed words, the insults, the needling. He expects Max to take the bait when it's dangled so tantalisingly before him.
He doesn't expect New York.
you are what you eat (rated e, ~2100 words,)
kabuto/orochimaru
cannibalism, communion, canonical character death, masturbation
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By taking Orochimaru’s body inside of him, Orochimaru’s purpose will fill him. Orochimaru’s will shall become his own will. Orochimaru will live on inside of him, eternal—
He bites down.
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A slightly different take on how Kabuto took Orochimaru's DNA inside himself.
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Sunday Snippet!
tagged by @grand-magnificent , thank you <3 and tagging @theghostoftherealworldchamp @sequentialprophet @joestrummen and anyone else who wants to share!
cmjf, fight club snippet, under a cut for violence, darby is here but this ain't about him
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Gale/Dark Urge snippet you say? *begging politely with open hands*
ask and you shall receive!
set during act 2, after the dark urge resists killing isobel, and sceleritas tells our beloved durge that, whoops! his love interest is next!
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No sooner have the ropes been tied around him, Tav falls limp.
Gale leans in close, hope fluttering in his chest. The hope that maybe Tav had been wrong, that he would sleep soundly through the night. A futile hope, he knows; the mess that had been made of that poor bard…
But hope is all he’s had since Tav pulled him from that waypoint. The only thing driving him forward. He has to hope, because without it...
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need to stop finding old half finished never to be finished cmjf wips
found another fic where after the dog collar match, punk takes the thumbtacks out of mjf's back with his mouth. wailing.
posting snippet, under a cut for length
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“Aren't you glad I'm here to help you,” Punk murmurs, tracing the veritable constellation glittering between Max's shoulder blades. He shivers under Punk's fingertips, but doesn't say a word. In fact, he barely makes a sound at all as Punk begins to carefully work the tacks free of his skin, one after the other. Only the hitching of his breath giving him away, and if the room weren't so quiet, maybe Punk wouldn't have caught it.
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Sunday Six! (probably more than six)
tagging YOU, the person reading this message! mainly because i don't wanna free tag anyone in piss kink but if you see this, please tag me in your own wips, i'm so very curious
anyway. alex shelley/kevin nash, set during the 2007 paparazzi championship series, piss kink + medical play, under a cut for those reasons, enjoy!
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wip wednesday!
thank you for tagging me @tache-noire! tagging @realworldchamp @mimzywhimsy @sequentialprophet @joestrummen and anyone else who wants in!
not quite a WIP, but snippet from an au where mjf spends That summer hiatus doing amateur gay porn incognito under the alias ScratchTheItch. punk finds his videos. punk spends his own summer getting off to them, not knowing it's mjf but he's sure as hell picturing him
cut for nsfw
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For the tropes mash-up prompts: Prison AU and Flowers of Romance for MJoeF
this one had a slow burn of making me feel insane, so you have my greatest thanks <3 punk is here too but it's not (entirely) about him
under a cut for length, blink and you'll miss it mention of prison sex used for protection but nothing explicit!
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Roses.
His cell is filled with roses.
Punk whistles from his right, sounding impressed. “He really went all out this time, huh?”
Joe shoves him. Punk laughs in response, like this is in any way laughable, so Joe shoves him again, harder, before finally entering his cell.
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trapped in a room + unexpected virgin for Max Squared? 👀
max² please i owe you my life
to summarise: caster provokes the house of black and julia locks him in a room with a very specific curse placed upon him. mjf, unluckily, is also there
under a cut for length
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“A curse,” Max says. “That just so happens to have you trapped in my locker room.”
“Look, to be fair, I didn't know whose locker room they were shoving me into!” Caster says, sounding more than a little frantic. Which he should be, Max thinks. Pissing off the House of Black yet again, he should really know better. “Next thing I know, Julia put some curse on me, and now I can't leave until I... well, you know–”
“Until you fuck somebody,” Max finishes, rolling his eyes. Fucking universe conspiring to get him to stick his dick in Caster. If he didn't know better, he'd have thought this was planned, but Caster isn't a good enough actor to feign being this agitated. And agitated he is, not even able to look Max in the eyes for once.
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for the trope mash-up: "awful first meeting" and "bathtub fic" + cmjf
OUGH :))) this ended up becoming a little bit fantasy au too, hope that's alright! under a cut because this got surprisingly long!
punk's a warlord king, and max is the spy sent to infiltrate his palace, find his secrets, and help overthrow him. it does not go as planned.
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He's thrown to his knees on the marble tiling, and his heart thuds a frantic drumbeat behind his ribs as one of the guards forces his head down.
“We found him in your quarters on the upper floors, Sir. We've searched his pockets, but it doesn't seem like he managed to steal anything before he captured him.”
That's what you think, Max thinks to himself, but keeps his mouth shut. Best they think him just a common thief, and don't look too deeply into where he was searching–
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summer camp au + text/letter fic ??? any pairing that strikes your fancy!! <3
oooh, the pairing that immediately jumped out to me was hangswerve camp counselors, hope that's okay! <3 under a cut for length
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Adam squints at the letter in his hand. His name and address are neatly hand-written, but he can't immediately tell whose writing it is.
The Hangman salutation, at least, tells him it's someone from camp. The nickname one of the kids had given him on day one after taking one look at his boots, that had stuck with him for the whole summer.
But everyone he'd wanted to keep in touch with from camp, he'd given his phone number to, so...
His heart begins to race, and the envelope crumples in his grip.
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👀🌶 "chair", CodyNick or CodyMax
first of all my apologies for taking so long to answer this! i went with codymax, slightly spicy, set during their feuding period <3
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He can't touch.
He mustn't touch. Max's words ring loud and clear in his head just like the crack of his own belt against his back, sore where it presses against his shirt, against the steel back of the chair he's seated in.
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sunday snippet!
tagged by @grand-magnificent , tagging @realworldchamp , @sequentialprophet , @joestrummen , any writer mutuals i've forgotten!
cmjf soulmate au, under a cut for length and angst
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Everything Punk says feels like a special kind of targeted cruelty.
Having a soulmate shouldn't feel like—like this. Painful, agonising, every word out of his mouth forming another fucking wound inside him, and Punk's just holding the scalpel and laughing—
“—the most important day of your life, but to me, it was Friday.”
Oh.
Oh.
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my cmjf entry for the three count exchange for @joestrummen, i hope you liked it! <3