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_____ The irony of this fanfic is that I don't ship them at all, but I'm horny enough to have them fuckin eachother ~ Author _____ Maybe It was the way I was sitting next to him, longingly looking through the Windscreen at the little painted on white stripes on the road. He was just as sleep deprived, even for his standards. The corners of his mouth were chapped and sore. One was bleeding, and he constantly stuck out his tongue to lick away the blood pooling out, over his lip. Both his hands firmly resting on the steering wheel, he sped along, leaning back in his sun heated leather seat. Then, just for a little second, he shut his eyes, just for long enough to stress me out. "DON'T-" He snapped, looking back at me with a weary expression on his face. "Keep your wig on, I'm just 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨." _____ [Past phase 7] Nothing less, nothing more, simply a decend friendship with benefits, that's what Murdoc Faust Niccals wants. Ever since the Silent Running incedent and the loss of Moonflower, the Cult leader has changed drastically. Not having gotten laid in months, and a lack of interest in any one time things, brings his rebellious side out once again, driving him to let out his insatiable craving for touch and attention on no other than his best friend, and the prettiest one of his band members, Stuart, aka 2D. An initial friendship with benefits, starting in Italy, slowly starts to develop into a closer bond, spiralling deeper into their complicated past, causing an endless line of deeptalks and flashbacks, forcing the two of them to relive their their "good old days". __ ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS: - Verbal abuse - Hardcore smut/BDSM - Mentions of physical and sexual abuse - Drugs/Overdose - Mentions of self harm - Terrible grammar __ Started: 4/1/2023 [Updates are extremely slow] |Credits| Story: @TomatenMaler Art: (cover and illustrations) @TomatenMaler @Where_my_eel_at
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