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MASTERLIST
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Rules Of One’s Soul- Follow the Duke of Puzzles as he tries to grasp the concept of soulmates. Easy right? Well he doesn't know the full story behind them and the true meaning until it pops up in the form of a forbidden jester and old cat.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23552179
(Book Status: Completed.)
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Undertale/Deltarune Events And Oneshots- Just a compilation of events and random ship oneshots for some popular ships. Events include: Febrouxlary, Friskriel Week, Chasriel Week, some Krisei Zodiac Event stuff, and a few shipping oneshots such as Kingkaard, etc.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23552665
(Book Status: Completed.)
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Im moving! Don't worry I'm not abandoning this blog. I'll still post my Undertale/Deltarune stuff here but most of my time and works will be on the blog linked below.
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Some Spamtenna angst for @charlidrawz. Happy Holidays bud!
TICK. TOCK. TICK. TOCK.
The clock on the wall was the only thing breaking the silence of the room he sat in the silence.
Being alone is something most would find unflattering. Lonely even. But what if one wasn't completely alone? After all, he was never truly alone really, not after he met him. For a while. The very fateful day he would meet the one and only for his heart to be stolen by the mere sight of the incredible addison before his eyes. Ironically the very first day they met was the very day he felt what it was like to be alive. His brilliance was only rivaled by her smile. That beautiful smile that was under the darkness that swallowed her eyes. His light against the dark. He lead him ways that promised great fortune, and he happily obliged. His legs feeling like jello and strained smile on his nervous face. Upon getting close, he knelt down to his knees in front of him so they could even converse better.
The clock ticked away again and again without notice.
He paid no attention to the seconds ticking by at all. Staring sullenly at a small oval shaped object in his hands, blue in color matching the sorrow he couldn't help but feel in the loss.
It took a foolish foolish man to love what he could never have. An even more foolish one to realize that he could never have who he loved despite giving him his full heart and everything within it. For you see his heart had always belonged to another. His career. He respected that, admired it even as a fellow business man. The job was and is many things he was not. Powerful. Driving. In charge. A man with plans and the brains behind that grin to make them work no matter what. He honestly couldn't see beyond the negative aspects of his pursuing that with Queen, but he did. And that's what he truly wanted. So that's what he would get...and he wouldn't interfere with affairs he had no say in. But he couldn't help feeling the hurt and sting even now from the betrayal. Even if he would never know his heart always had been and always will be his, he'll never forget what that knife in his back felt like going right through his back, ribs, and then piercing right through his heart.
A loud knock had him fumbling with the blue object in his hands, nearly dropping it before he managed to throw it in an open drawer and SLAM it shut. A noise that echoed out in the otherwise silent room besides the ticking of the clock. Head snapping sharply towards the door.
"Mr. Ant Tenna? Are you alright, Sir?"
"I'M PERFECTLY FINE AND DANDY!!", he shouted back straining a smile on his face despite there being no one in the room with him. "You just-...startled me is all!"
"Oh. Well, we're on air in ten minutes. You should probably come look over the set before we film."
"RIGHT!! Dutiful as always! HAHA!! I'll be right there!"
"Oh. Ok then."
A sigh left his mouth as the footsteps faded away, slowly turning back to the drawer once they completely faded away before he frowned and his hands adjusted the red coat over his shoulders.
Xmad gift for @drowning-socks . Been a while since I wrote anything for deltarune so here's some kriselle.
A heart cold and a broken heart was different.
A cold heart needs to unthaw and with it needs to be revived. A broken heart needs to be put back together like a broken puzzle.
However there is one thing that both have in common. There's a good chance that neither will be brought back to life.
The storm did not arrive. It shook the world ina furious, blinding onslaught of white. The world outside was swallowed by a mass of snow, obscuring all but the nearest vague shapes in sight, as if reality itself was being erased by a thick white static. The wind did not go by. It howled like a tortured animal, a high pitched shrill that clawed at the windows' glass and stretched deep into the ear. It ripped and tore at the very fiber of the air, making it difficult to even think let alone move. Every rush of the cold front was a physical hit, with it a punch of ice pellets that stung any exposed skin like a million needles.
Hand and hand the two danced to the rhythm of the snowflakes pelting against the skin and feeling their warmth sucked away in the dark.
The snowflakes was no longer delicate. It was a deluge of raw cold. It was no longer soft. It was a heavy, accumulating weight that seemed to push the very breath from their lungs. The air, so frigid it hurt to breathe, felt clean and sharp carrying the sting of extreme cold. Inside their heads, the world was muffled, wrapped in a thick wool blanket of silence contrasting sharply with the chaotic fury beyond the walls of their thoughts. The windows frosted over, became canvases of intricate ice patterns, while wood smoke from the chimney offered the only warm, earthy aroma against the cold's domination. Streetlights only served to blind them back into each other's gaze. Reflecting too much light back into the eyes, making the darkness a strange shifting landscape of white and shadow. A snow storm was a force of isolation, driving them back into each other.
Broken. Cold. Alone. Lost in the presence of one another as their only salvation against the dark.
The music of the giant metal city gently flowed throughout and between the beautiful decorations wrapped around the walls. The way the lights lit up the surroundings and made the shadows beautifully dance against the walls of the buildings. The beautiful music mixing with the laughter and talking of the guests around the whole place. It was almost like a dream. Everyone having a great time. But maybe she wasn't meant to join the fun and laughter that everyone else seemed to be having. Being cold and alone wondering the city was the lonely fate of the girl in the flowing white dress. Blindly walking and circles, moving around. The sounds, the smells, the atmosphere. It was starting to make her dizzy. Every way she'd turn she would catch a glimpse of a person with red eyes.
Very familiar gleaming eyes. Her dizzied mind knew not to be afraid or excited about the way it gazed and pierced her soul. The way he looked at her with those beautiful red eyes. Promising only sanctuary ahead. Well maybe she was looking for someone to hold her hand, her head was kept on a swivel, always looking around herself in the sea of unsure. Sometimes she'd catch a glimpse of him or maybe it was just her clouded emotional mind. At this point she didn't know if she was searching for them or trying to ensure she was far from them. But however she put it, the circles and laughter was starting to get dizzier and dizzier. She barely noticed when someone approached her. Grabbed her hand. And lead her further into this dreamscape. Maybe it was because she was temporarily blinded by the the look upon their face, or the swirls of the graceful snow that spun around them. But there was no mistaking those eyes. Perhaps she was crazy. Perhaps her dizzy mind was clouding any judgement. Maybe she was under some kind of spell from those red eyes. But when that face smiled at her-
She smiled back.
Over and over. Around and around the carousel ran. Merry-go-round of laughter and devious serenity in the dizzying street lights. Happy faces displayed with joy. Faster and faster they cheered with laughter. Going circular motioned towards the echoes of harmonious chaos that was the music in the air. Happiness, happiness they cried. Come join in our love for the world of darkness. Join us in the beginning of the rapture of hearts and the delight of souls tonight in our gleaming disguises and beautiful fabrics. Forget about sorrows and troubles for tonight you belong to the darkness and madness of the motion. Tensions no more. Hearts a light. Blood hotter than fire. Just all for this moment of herself in their arms and the eyes that smiled at her in the way she gazed does eyed up at them. For the movement and motion of tonight was theirs to tear apart and put back together again.
"I'm with you in the dark as you are with me."
A promise with a ring on her finger to match. Caught in the cold, there was warmth in their embrace.
random jevil HC : he would unintentionally feed peoples egos just for the “ UEE HEE HEE “ (✦3✦)
jevil deserves love from everyone, even from this blue nutcracker wannabe that I actually had fun drawing .
