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Nothing to post right now, so have this doodle of Alt/Past Max in 303

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I wonât do this
I canât
I donât want to
Thereâs no absolution to be gained
for my sin
by sweeping its victim
under the rug
It crushes me to know
that you wanted crumbs from my table
to be your last supper
I donât know
what happened yesterday
A switch was flipped
in my brain
(or in my soul?)
and I became
a better version of myself
for a day
Sheâs gone now
but the feelings she brought
from a different world
beyond the sea
still remain
like a pirateâs treasure chest
full of Spanish dubloons
that people would kill for
I feel
bitter shame
that I left you
in the rear-view mirror
Cool relief
that now I know
why I am in this world
Sweet joy
of hearing your voice
Electric excitement
of touching you again
It doesnât matter if we manage
to claw back from the universe
all the years I stole from you
or if a storm washes us away tomorrow
We can be happy
and carefree
and yes
we can love
even on the darkest of days
Your life is not yet forfeit
even if you canât see it now
because of my cowardice
I want to hold your hand
even though you canât
hold mine back
I want to kiss your lips
and I know you can
kiss mine back
Whatever time we have left
I desire for it to be filled
with many more days
like the one we just had
The real treasure is love, I said
in what feels like another life
But it was just a few steps from here
and I still mean it
I promised over and over
to stay at your side
and with all my heart
I intend to keep my word
this time
Even if you donât want me to
Yet
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âI am never leaving you again!â. The powerful and beautiful promise was still hanging in the air, like the last part of an echo slowly fading away, when Max regained control of her body.
âI love youâ â Max said in a loud and confident voice.
Chloe turned her head towards Max. Chloeâs eyes, red and wet from crying now expressing surprise. And something else. Was it a tiny flicker of hope? Max wanted to believe that.
Max continued her confession: âI love you. I promised to always love you on that stupid recording which I sent you after your accident, as salt for your wounds. And here I am, years too late. But I love you!â
The flicker of hope was gone from Chloeâs eyes, like a tiny flame blown out by cold wind. She lowered her gaze to her own motionless body and said: âItâs fine, Max. You donât owe me anything. I should have never asked you for thatâ. In a much quieter voice she added: âYour tape was not like salt. It was like a bandage. It got me through the months after my accident. I would listen to it on repeat. Even after it became clear you would never comeâ. Chloe lifted her gaze and looked at Max. The utter hopelessness in Chloeâs eyes broke Maxâs heart. Chloe continued: âYou donât have to wallow with me in my misery. You donât have to sit here. I release you from your promise. Go back to the life youâve built out there, outside of my cage. Go back to the friends who wonât bring you down. Youâve spent a day with a dying friend. Youâve done your good deedâ.
Even though Chloe spoke calmly, her words were like a whip. Max was filled with shame, so bitter that she could taste it on her tongue.
âI am not here because of words I said years ago. Iâve already proven that I donât care about my own word. I am here because I love you now. I know I donât have to be here. But I want to. You can release me from my already broken promise. But you canât tell me not to love youâ.
âWhat does that even mean, Max? That you love me?â
âIt means this âŚâ â Max placed her hand on Chloeâs hand. Even though Chloe didnât feel it, she blushed. âAnd it also means this âŚâ â slowly, looking Chloe deep in the eyes, Max brought her face close to Chloeâs and gently kissed her on the lips. Chloe kissed her back, making up for her inexperience with eagerness.
A smile lingered on Chloeâs lips for a while. But then her hopelessness dealt her another blow.
âGod, Max, I am so pathetic. You saw me staring at you the entire night and you decided to give me a pity kiss goodbyeâ.
Max knew making up for years of neglect was going to be difficult. But she wasnât about to give up easily.
âThat was not a kiss goodbye. It was a kiss welcome. And I kissed you not out of pity, but because I wanted to. Very muchâ.
âMax, you know Iâm dying, right? We donât know how much time I have left. Maybe in six months Iâll be long goneâ.
âI donât care. If the time still left is short, thatâs all the more reason not to waste even a moment of it. Chloe, it kills me to know that you wanted crumbs from my table to be your last supper. Just one day and thatâs it? But what if we could have many more days like that?â
âBut ⌠I didnât think youâd actually want to stick around with me for longer than thatâ.
âWhatever time you have left, however long or short it might be, I want to share it with you. Every moment. Thatâs what me loving you meansâ.
They sat looking in each otherâs eyes for a longer while, processing the momentous revelations of the day. And it was still just early morning.
The beautiful moment was cut short when an alarm in Maxâs cell phone started ringing.
âShit! I have classes soon. Iâll come back straight after school, I promise, Chloeâ.
When Max was at the door, Chloe said to her: âMax, please. If you donât mean the things you've said, if you donât actually want me, if youâre not going to come back, you have to tell me now. You canât give a gift like that and then take it awayâ.
Max walked over to Chloe, kissed her hair and said confidently: âIâve never been more serious in my lifeâ.
Chloe was smiling when Max left the room.
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Uhhh have maximus in the year 2021
Saw some Sam vices artwork on Twitter and it got me thinking... how would Max react to Samâs vices?
Most likely:
âOh boy, a Sam harem! Just like I always dreamed of!â
To Angry/Noir Sam: âHey hot stuff!â
To Sad Sam: âItâs okay, beautiful. Iâll protect you.â
To Gluttonous Sam, while covered in condiments: âEAT ME, BABY!â

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54. Against a Locker kiss Chasefield
âWe are so totally going to get fucking caughtâ
Maxine turned to look at the complaining blonde momentarily before continuing on, âChill out Tori. We just need to get some pics on Jeffersonâs desk and then weâre gone.â
Victoria crossed her arms as she followed Max down the hall. âI canât believe you talked me into this Maxine. If that lameass rent-a-cop catches us my parents will have my fucking ass.â
The brunette stopped and turned to Victoria putting her hands on her hips smiling snidely. âAwww, is little baby Tori afraid of a loser like Skip Matthews?â
The taller girl rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. âOh fuck you Maxine.â
Maxineâs smile turned into wicked smirk as she stalked forward and shoved the taller girl against the locker.
âMaxine what the fu-!â
âIs that a request Victoria?â Max whispered in her ear.
The blondeâs eyes went wide. âW-what are yo-â
âOh come on Toriâ Maxineâs breath felt hot on Victoriaâs cheek. âYour little crush is so fucking obvious.â
âI-I..â she gasped as she felt Maxine press her knee between her thighs. Her lips just barely hovering over Victoriaâs.
âIf you want something you should ask for it.â
Victoria wanted to lean forward and press their lips together but the shorter girl had her pinned to the locker with a surprising strength and her knees were starting to shake.
âSo how about you beg me.â
The blonde stood there feeling helpless under those brilliant blue eyes. âMaxine.... please.â
Maxine whispered against her lips âGood girl.â Before surging forward and pressing herself into the taller girl, kissing her fiercely.
If Victoria had any trouble walking the next day, no one seemed to notice.
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Guess whoâs making an S&M animation/animatic?
Itâs gonna take me a while to finish it, so have this sketch that wonât make it to the final product!