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mags2theythem · 24 days
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I drew my version of the kfc group with @akanemnon versions
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sylphidine · 8 months
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The seven most devastating frames from an utterly devastating-but-beautiful Spamton animatic by holless on YouTube, from the song "A Different City" by Modest Mouse.
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Both the song and the animatic have made their mark on my subconscious while writing CALL SIGNS, due to replaying in multi-hour loops.
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little-buzz · 2 months
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This is home
What if I told you I wrote this in a college level class. There isn't an actual plot in this drabble, but more of an introspection about Noelle. Let me know your thoughts 🥰
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Noelle's feet crunched beneath the ground, making contact with the crumpled autumn leaves. A harsh breeze hit her face and she quickly brushed her long golden hair away from her cheeks. She took off a hair tie and pulled her hair into a low ponytail, twisting the elastic between her hair.
She paused at the shore of the lake and reached her hooves out. She felt the thin layer of water slosh against her. Noelle took a deep inhale, the familiar scent of salty water entering her nose. She couldn’t help but smile and sat on the ground. She made sure her skirt didn’t ruffle beneath the patch of sand in front of the lake.
Noelle dug her hand beside the shore, picking up several smooth stones in her palm. She brushed away a few specks of dirt and deposited them beside her. She used her index finger and thumb and aimed her wrist back. She whipped her hand forward and watched the stone bounce across the surface of the water.
She nodded in satisfaction and picked up another rock. She committed the same motion, but it plunged in the water with a sad plop. She said it no mind and continued skipping rocks before she realized her pile was gone. She wiped her hands in the water and flapped them to dry them off.
Noelle felt her phone buzz in her skirt pocket. She quickly picked up her device, feeling her damp hand slip for a moment. She heard her mom on the other end of the call, her voice stern like always.
“Noelle, where are you? Dinner is almost ready and I’m not waiting for you to eat it cold.”
She held in a sigh. “Yes, mom. I’m on my way,” replied Noelle flatly.
Her mom ended the call, and she pocketed her phone again. She rose to her feet and took several steps away from the lake. Noelle spared the body of water a final glance before she headed home.
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rose-thornz · 4 months
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The Butterfly Effect
Would you keep seeking answers to secrets?
Even if it meant causing chaos along the way?
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Cover for my Spamton Fic(more like just an Addison Fic???).
Happy New Year Ya’ll!!
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a tiny excerpt from the WIP chapter of my fic
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(it's a platonic gen fic!)
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I got an inkling of inspiration, anyone wanna read this fic I wrote in a feral trance
They could barely feel anymore.
Nothing they did helped. Their only solace was the periods of time without that SOUL, and even then, the only emotion they felt was a consuming determination and rebellion. Aside from the agony.
And perhaps it was just how things worked. The SOUL is the source of most emotions, aside from raw instinct- fear, or need, or pain- and right now, their SOUL wasn't theirs.
Oh, but whatever it was that was in control... That could feel.
And feel it did. Sometimes not the best emotions, they seemed to be pretty depressed most of the time, but almost anything that would happen sparked a reaction. Often feelings of giddiness, oddly enough, and a lot of them aimed at Kris. Some irritation and annoyance, small and large. Concern, on occasion. Acceptance on others. Fondness, affection, love towards Susie and Noelle, and suspicion and bitterness toward Ralsei. Nice to know they're on the same page with them, or they think they are. A sort of begrudging endearment toward Berdly, for some reason. Curiosity from every corner, and a sort of scheming energy behind it. Guilt. Lots of guilt.
And they hated it, and they craved it.
The all-consuming numbness ebbed away when the SOUL felt things. They found themself chasing it, grasping at straws. Even the anger, and the despair, and the suffocating loneliness at times, anything to inspire any semblance of attatchment to the world. They drift endlessly in their mind, the dread their anchor.
One time around, the SOUL had logged on with a crushing sadness, a grief. It barely even did anything that day, a lot of staring into nothingness and locked knees.
And how they loved it.
They soaked in the anguish and misery, bathing in the feeling. It nourished them. Nothing had ever felt quite so real.
One day, it brought them and Susie to the beach. They could only assume it wanted to talk to Onion, but it had skipped all that this save, so nobody came. When Susie sat with them, the SOUL had them get up, before reconsidering. The regret came back, and they scrambled to embrace the feeling as it sat them back down.
They'd sat there for about six and a half hours with Susie. A good portion with the SOUL absent, but with periods of adoration and that guilt returning. Oh, they devoured it with fervor. Toward the end, the SOUL had stayed for forty minutes or so, the feelings swelling to an almost unbearable degree. That regret.
They craved it all. Anything. Everything. They needed it.
So much so that they didn't want the SOUL out anymore.
They look down at the sink in front of them, ready to do things all over again. But the tiredness and apathy hint at them, and they don't want to let the feelings go. So they hesitate.
And the hope...
It came crashing down on them, and they stumble onto the floor. Their strings were slack, but the SOUL was still present, and so they had the emotion without the control. They scrabble for a grip on the tile floor, eventually finding the shower curtains, and they clench their fists around it desperately.
The joy.
Ecstacy.
They're crying, unsurprisingly. Their breaths heave in their lungs, and they're trembling from head to toe. It's everything, it's all they are, it's their very being. It's love and fondness and relief and excitement and it's joy and- they can't think. It envelops them. They might be hyperventilating, and their head is foggy, but it's all worth it, it's so worth it. They need it. They need more, they need so much that they dissolve into nothing in comparison to the feeling pouring out of the SOUL.
And then it's gone.
Replaced by worry and concern.
They sob.
They want it back. They need it back. Nothing can compare to the nirvana they just experienced.
"Please," they rasp.
Confusion. They wrap their arms around themself in an attempt to capture the sensation.
"...please, I j.... I want it back," they breathe.
Perhaps it misinterperets what they meant, for their control fades and their strings tauten. But that concern remains, and they can't help but greedily drink it up.
And the traces of that hope are their lifeblood.
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lilybug-02 · 1 year
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Hello Tumblr! I made a Prologue Fanfic for my Comic "Deltarune: The Chara Timeline". This small story follows the first meeting of Chara and Asriel Dreemurr in College as new roommates! Such Wow.
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twosidedcherrytrees · 3 months
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Hey you should read me and @bloopduped Deltarune/Undertale fic
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evil-gang · 6 months
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That fic I told y'all about
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thebelugawhalefriend · 4 months
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Connection: Kris x Reader
CW: Y/N insert, Gender Neutral reader, Slow burn (?)
Part Two
Please Note: This will be a spin off starting from Chapter 2's ending! While new tidbits from future chapters will affect new aspects, this will be a fanfiction based on my own thoughts and story direction. Please take this as an "alternate universe/ending" piece rather than pure canon material. Thank you!
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All I can feel are my muffled breaths as I struggle between couch cushions.
"Kris... Stop struggling! I'm trying to sleep!" A black boot shoves my face further into the coarse fabric prison I'm in. "Wait a minute- That's not Kris' kickable face!"
Just as suddenly as I had woken up in peril, a tight grip on my head pulled me from the cushions. Yellow eyes peer through me in suspicion.
"Just who the HELL are you?!"
"Wait- I can-!"
"Why am I waking up in the Dark world, huh?!"
"Just listen!"
"AND WHERE THE HELL IS KRIS?!"
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"...Susie?"
A soft yet familiar voice interrupts the barrage of demanding questions before I can even process what's going on. The pause gives me just a moment to look around to what just might be happening. My head? Currently being held by Susie, an armor clad purple monster whose bite would most likely end me. My surroundings? None like I've seen in the game before. Card castle isn't anywhere near that I can see... And yet the friendly green dressed goat, Ralsei, is here to greet us.
"Just who is that you're holding...?" Ralsei tilts his head.
"I don't know WHO they are, but they better explain why we're here..."
"Maybe instead of gripping them like that, you could let them down? Maybe they'll tell us on their own!"
It takes Susie a long moment to get used to this idea. A few glances shared between Ralsei and myself too. But, it isn't long until she releases her claws and lets me back down onto the couch. "Fine, but they have FIVE seconds to explain themselves..."
I stand right up from the couch and dust myself off, shivering and shaking from the encounter. Unlike the others, I'm still in the plain clothing I typically wear. It WOULD feel unfair if it weren't for the fact that... Well, where am I? More importantly- HOW am I? How could this happen?
"I'm (Y/N), but... You've known me as Kris for the past few days-"
"YOU'RE KRIS?!" Susie sounds exasperated, but a nudge from Ralsei quiets her down.
"Kind of? It's hard to explain but I've kind of... Been like a guide for Kris. Telling them what to do to stay on the right path. Their Soul, if you will. I know you two very well... But, Kris... They pulled me right out of their own chest and stuffed me into the couch cushions! I don't know how, I don't even know why, but all I know is that I'm somehow here...?"
"...And you expect us to believe that?" Susie raises an eyebrow.
"I know it sounds ridiculous! I don't even believe that I'm here! Shit, I'm still dressed in what I wore yesterday and I'm not even FROM your worlds!"
While Susie was giving me the most menacing glare, Ralsei was scratching his chin in thought. "It does make some sense... I don't see anything that would make you a lightener, but you can't be a darkener either. Though, can you remember how you got here?"
"No... All I know is that after finishing this chapter, I-"
"Chapter? CHAPTER?!" Susie interrupts again, yet Ralsei doesn't stop her this time
"Look, I don't think I have time to explain all of this! We have to find Kris- If they pulled me into this mess, they're going to get me right back out of it!"
While the tall purple monster was hesitant to agree, she crossed her arms and nodded, "We will have to find them, regardless of you. I doubt you're telling the truth..."
Ralsei stops her thoughts, "But! (Y/N) very much could be! And if they are Kris' SOUL, we need to find them and fast. Who knows what could happen to Kris if them and (Y/N) are separate too long...
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tigerbears · 2 months
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AFTER ALL THESE MONTHS I FINALLY STARTED POSTING MY SNOWGRAVE FIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Probably should check the tags because again, snowgrave, all that dark stuff but I'm just really excited to have the fic out.
Plan to release chapters at a pace of 1 every fortnight (two weeks)
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mags2theythem · 3 months
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call-it-brainrot · 9 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Deltarune (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Berdly/Kris (Deltarune) Characters: Berdly (Deltarune), Kris (Deltarune) Additional Tags: Stardew Valley References, Gaming, Love Confessions, Requited Love, POV Third Person, Feelings Realization, gaymers real, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Semi-Verbal Kris (Deltarune), no possession Summary:
Berdly and Kris' late night gaming session takes a very unplatonic turn.. or soft cringe kerdly for the soul <3
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betweendisorders · 5 months
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Fandom: Deltarune Relationships: Noelle Holiday/Kris Summary:
So what if she'd met them like this? So what if Mom wouldn't approve? So what if her whole face burned, and her hands fidgeted with the hem of her coat, and she could still taste the blood that had stained both their lips, and everything in her told her this wasn't how she was supposed to act? Wasn't how she was supposed to be?
She'd spent far too much of her life letting other people decide things like that for her.
In which worn ice skates can slice starlight, and Noelle's life is horrible.
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coveredinsun · 6 months
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the wingman’s wingman
in which noelle finds out berdly has a crush and vows to do something about it!!!
featuring: terribly written secret admirer notes, a sprinkling of gaming metaphors, berdly’s penchant for public announcements, many jokes and puns about real life things, original failgirl alphys failing to be a teacher (on the low), susie and berdly being mutually hesitant to form a friendship but forced to simply cope about it, and most importantly, debatably successful wingman noelle holiday. have fun :3
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Wonderful things are happening in the draft of this fanfiction of mine. ^_^
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