Maxnug Stories

Nugget goes out looking for his lover Max, after he had gone missing, but ended up finding him different. He was now half spider. The story goes through him trying to help max, escape him, and finally giving in to his love. This is of one of my AUs and is the most words I've ever written EVER!

a max design pro au where max is a zombie. More info if you read!!

"That was the point of pet names, right? To call your partner something sweet that no one else can? Max had been calling Nugget 'Nugget' throughout his whole life, even now as they were dating. Did that have to.. change? But what if it sounded.. weird coming out of his mouth? Was there something in hidden social standards that said he couldn't call his boyfriend the same pet name back? It would probably be best to not risk offending his Nugget like that, even if at best the idea of that sounds honestly ridiculous. And it had to be. Right?" OR 5 times Nugget calls Max by a pet name and one time Max finds one for Nugget. - official cross-post from ao3! any art by me. WORD COUNT: 12,183

just a max design pro ficlet collection book please leave any requests in the first chap :3 - >1.5k WORD FICS ARE EXCLUSIVE TO WATTPAD! lucky You

A maxnug oneshot I never posted online. Follows the start of Max and Nugget's relationship, and their first official date.

An MDP fanfic! We've all experienced a blackout in our lives, you know, the storm happens, the lights flicker, then they go out. Well, what if the lights went out, longer than you thought they would? Days, weeks, months, even. Well, it's time to find out. (If you want to rewrite my story in any way feel free to! Just give credit pls <3)

'The wood under foot slightly chimes with each step, as I bring a finger to linger in front of the doorbell only to halt. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. I lower my head, as I swallow a sigh. I hate this. I hate how I'm so nervous. Grunting, I advance my hand to the brim of my hat; my fingertips caressing the fabric afore returning to the doorbell and forcing my thumb against it. It rings with a buzz, and after a few moments, the sound of hurried and hesitant footsteps echo behind the door. The shuffling became awfully fainter as time passed, and-commencing from silence-the door opens.' I made the art for the cover, please don't steal. omgg why did u make a mdp fic bc there's no fucking hope left in life ,,, //j