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wowie!! did you know!! deltarune tomorrow tomorrow!! or already tomorrow, depending on your timezone!!
what a great time to post a 13k update to ones fic for the first time in three years!
well!! maybe!! youll find some time during all of this!! to read it!!
throws this and runs away (idk if this is accurate to your frisk this is just closer to how i imagine them)
this is so lovely!! i especially adore the texture of their hair and the lighting from the fire on their face and hands... its so great! thanks so much!!!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/11267280/chapters/170478196
Let's try this again.
risen up!! come get your rinsing up!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Undyne forgives. Alphys forgives. Asgore forgives.
ITS FINALLY HERE
omgosh!!!!! the latest chapter of Fallen had me in tears!! Like, we’ve followed these guys crafting the musical for so long now, and now they’re finally performing it!!! and thinks are going good!! and!!! aaah!!!! i love your writing so much its so good! and congrats on realising youre autistic!!
omg sorry this has just been sitting in my inbox, thank you so much!!! im so glad you loved it :DDD
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Frisk needs a nap. Papyrus tries to help. Flowey gives a gift.
“I apologize for tonight, darling. I wanted to make this up to you. So we’ve got a little surprise for you, you wonderful little stars,” Mettaton says. He doesn’t have a face right now, but they can feel that he’s beaming.
Eventually everyone ends up in the living room, sort of, and it’s weird because there wasn’t any of that awkward shuffling of oh where do we be where should we sit. They all feel very, uhm, indulgent is what Chara says, except for Alphys who is studying something very anxiously on her phone. Frisk scooches right up and wiggles themself in between Undyne and Alphys on the couch, but Alphys turns the phone away from them.
“Frisk. My child,” glows Momma, coming into the room with what looks like her script binder. Her script binder? “I was looking at your file, dear. The one Mrs. Hills finally gave to me when we made it official last week? And…well, I saw something wonderful.”
There’s definitely not a whole lot of that in there. But their heart is light and full, and they’ve learned that sometimes, things they think are the least wonderful of all turn out to be the most. Turn out to get them the most loved.
“I saw your birthday, Frisk,” Momma prompts.
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hi its me astin paradoxpangolin!!! i made a server for my ut fic risen up!! come hang out with me and get PROGRESS UPDATES :DDDD
wat if...i made a ru discord
