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wrap my arms around him and pretend by Duck_Life_After_Dark
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
12 Oct 2025
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With Torse disanimated, Maxwell could do absolutely anything to him. Anything at all.
(Torse is counting on it.)
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The beam of Torse's flashlight moves over the box, pausing when it illuminates a bit of text, the Gotch Industries logo in faded ink above it.
THE MAXXX: A Bot For The Discerning Gentleman.
And then, on a sticker so dusty it's almost invisible: "Make him rowdy or whimsical, it's up to you!"
He can already hear Marya teasing him for bringing home a sex bot. But the other option is to leave him and Torse... well, that just doesn't sit right with him.
Kinktober Day 3: Sex Robot
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- Part 3 of Maxwell Gotch's Rowdy Kinktober (2025)
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On top of everything that had happened today, Maxwell just had to get hit with the fucking Zood Switcharoo. He'd been hit over the head with a club - from behind! - dropped in a freezing lake, and stabbed in a most ungentlemanly fashion. This had been what those in his industry called a ‘bad fucking day.’
He'd bandaged his wounds, after the fight, and limped off to find Torse. He is often limping off to find Torse. Or just walking to find him.
He likes Torse. So what? The clockwork man seems to share in his affections, at least enough to let Maxwell sit in silence with him on the aft deck, decompressing after a battle, pointing out various features of Zood as they pass them, or exchanging stories of their lives before their adventures on the Zephyr.
(Torse had called Hatwell an abominable man, once. Barely worthy of the Gotch name. Maxwell had damn near swooned.)
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- Part 8 of torsewell tumblr prompts
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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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Maxwell falls off the Zephyr and to save him from falling they shot him with their harpoon gun to pull him back up to the ship.