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My masterpiece
My favorite thing about Deltarune is you can really tell that Susie is Toby Fox's blorbo. Like obviously the other characters are written just as in-depth look at Kris but like. Sometimes you have an OC that's just your child now and that's how it is. And I truly believe that's Susie for Toby. His love for that dinosaur is palpable
Shame and ridicule isn't enough, we need to start blacklisting people in the voice synth community that use generative ai
Why does Sniper look like an NFT?
happy pride punch a terf
i want my baking to be so good that when someone eats it they either wonder why im not married or have a split-second panic abt proposing to me right then and there
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Warriors - Erin Hunter Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Breezepelt/Heathertail (Warriors), Lionblaze/Heathertail (Warriors), Onestar/Whitetail (Warriors) Characters: Heathertail (Warriors), Breezepelt (Warriors), Onestar (Warriors), Antpelt (Warriors) Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, (mostly), One Shot, Character Study, Canon-Typical Violence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Underage Relationship(s), nothing explicit I promise, it's just that whitetail and onestar's relationship has Bad Implications and that's touched on, Grief, Dealing With Trauma, Learning to Become a Better Person, Trying Not to be the Same Person as Your Shitty Parents, Figuring Out How to be Kind Together Summary:
Onestar stops to let them climb over him before he speaks again. Finally he says, “Well, it was moon-high, and the moon was waxing, nearly full. Only a few nights later, I got to announce to the Gathering that you three - my litter - were the first kits born in WindClan’s new camp. The first kits born by the lake at all.”
“So we’re special?” Harekit says, apprehension wavering his voice.
“That's a good thing, dumbass,” Heatherkit says, and her brother flattens his ears.
“Language,” Onestar says lightly. “And you would have been special no matter what. Do you know how I know? Because StarClan blessed me with three perfect kits. One to be leader, one to be medicine cat, and one to be deputy. You’re going to lead your Clan… you’re going to be just like me.”
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This fic can be read as a companion of sorts to but i've got an angry heart; filled with cancers and poppy tarts, but will also make perfect sense on its own.