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Tenna could hear the kitchen. The clatter of plates. The deep rumble of Asgore’s voice, rising—then flattening into something hoarse. Toriel’s sharper. Less like a yell, more like a scab picked sore too many times. Kris would wander in, shoulders stiff, and press their cheek to the static. Sometimes, if the TV was warm from recent use, the glass would fog. They’d breathe slow. Not watching anything. Just being close.
He’d glow soft blue beneath them. He always kept his volume low. Just enough to give them something steady. He thought of himself, in those times, as a nightlight. Something for a scared kid to feel near when they didn’t want to cry.
And then, sometimes, Kris would draw.
Little stick figures with marker right on the screen. Green for themselves. Brown for Noelle. Big loopy lines for antlers. Red for Dess. a big triangle with gashing spikes . Toriel would scold them gently when she caught them, but she never got angry. She’d say, “Markers are for paper,” and Kris would shrug and say “Okay,” and do it again next week.
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ode to the cathode
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29 Jun 2025
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soft and sweet and sad. file under: fics that turn you into the image of the horse on the beach captioned MAN
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“What has the Tower done to you?” Raha gasps out. “What horrors have the Ancients wrought upon me?”
The Exarch considers this. “A century ago I fed it my soul, and this is all that is left.”
In the coalescence of souls, the Crystal Exarch lashes out at the only person he can: himself.
alternatively: the Rahacest fic.
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25 Apr 2025
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I’m hungry, Falin says one day, so Senshi cooks her a feast. The meat sits heavy in her stomach, the sauce sweet yet savory, but it’s not filling. I’m hungry, Falin says, so they try to figure out what type of diet she needs: heavy in protein, near raw, a meal fit more for a beast than a girl. Marcille watches as they make meal after meal, yet Falin still hungers. Marcille watches and hungers herself.
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17 Apr 2025
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Alone again, with the pancakes not due to flip for another minute or so going by the lack of bubbles on the pale doughy surfaces, Will takes a deep breath and presses the backs of his knuckles into his eyes with a groan.
He tells himself sternly to knock it off, because there's certainly no point in it.
It's one matter to stand against the world as a person more hated than just about anything and to have comrades defend your honor and right to exist. It's another matter entirely, Will thinks, to imagine that he can… partake, in that same society, in all the same ways everyone else can.
In which Will has some hangups about what is tacitly forbidden to him by virtue of being an elda amidst a nation that would prefer to see him dead. Along the way to untangling that complicated knot of internalized taboo, Basilio fights his own old long-standing battles. Together, perhaps, the impasses holding them both down might be broken.
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17 Apr 2025
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romance so well-written it had me in the mindset of a sports commentator. basilio pushes him against the wall and im like HE'S CLOSING IN FOLKS! HE'S GONE FOR THE WAIST GRAB! THIS ONE'S FIXIN TO BE THE BIGGEST GAME SINCE THE SUMMER OF '92!
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“Four?"
Will fails, utterly, at keeping the dismay out of his voice. Fortunately, he isn't the only one upset at the innkeeper's bored drone of an answer.
“Four rooms, four beds. You lot do realize it's just past the height of the tournament, don'tcha? I've been booked up for weeks. You're lucky I've got anything available right now.”
Will drifts back to where his blood-covered coterie waits, faces pinched and unhappy at the news. The dilemma is pretty cut and dry; they don't have a ton of options here.
They'll just... have to share. For better or for worse.
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15 Apr 2025
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sooo sweet. so well-paced also. stretches comfortably past the boundaries of the "there was only one bed" setup so you get some room to breathe and a good look at what makes the two of them tick