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Livestock has been disappering, merchants have been getting attcked, the village is in trouble. Something or someone is creeping in the dark. Can Spamton stop this? or will the preist fall to the fangs of the demon that stalks in the night?
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Fan art: Now that we’re alone, Freind by stormthedevil for RancoeurN
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
28 Dec 2025
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I wanted to draw some art from a really well written piece! It can be found here https://archiveofourown.org/works/72161276/chapters/191624216?view_adult=true
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There is no dark world, there is no light world. Only, the surface, ruled by monsters. The quality of life is a polarized spectrum depending on your affluence. There was no perfect connection made in heaven of hell, no mysterious deal gone wrong in the way of canon. The Big Shot Era never happened, Tenna, the most recognizable face on TV had given up his career. TV Time has been dead for years, and he is a shell of his formal self, settled in a compulsive routine he made peace with; choosing to live a life unhappy- but in control. And he had no plans to give up his power, for anyone.
Spamton had recovered from his lowest, no longer crippled with the cosmic scale horrors he experienced a decade ago. An ancient self-inflicted failure cast him out of the “security” of his “family,” leaving him to a life on the streets forever on the run from his past. He spent the first few years drowning in vices on a path destined to die a meaningless nobody. After years he dropped the substances and was ready to make an effort to change, even if he had to start small. And by now, he was ready to make it big. He wanted power. Control. Safety.Bookmarked by stormthedevil
22 Jul 2026
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Tenna makes use of his antennae.
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10 Jul 2026
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Once the zipper was down enough, Spamton all but shoved his small hand down the front of his open slacks, and his briefs, and made instant contact with his hard-on.
Tenna jumped at the sudden contact, knees hitching and arms stiffening, his legs creating a slope that didn’t help with making space between the two darkners, but furthermore stuck Spamton somehow even closer to his body than before. The smaller man felt around with his fingertips until he found the base of the TV’s warm cock and wrapped his hand around it, albeit at an awkward angle considering he was still sitting on his lap. Tenna gasped, his grip on the smaller one unconsciously tightening ever so slightly, nails lightly digging into the pliant flesh on his hips, but if it bothered Spamton, he didn't dare say anything.
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“Oh you poor thing.~ We only just started and you’re already begging like the mutt you are.” Spamton sped up his hand, only to completely stop not even a minute later. The addison sat there with the biggest grin Tenna thinks he’s ever seen on the man off-air.
Tenna bit his lower lip and whined loudly. “Spa- mmm…S-Spamton, PLEASE! Please please, keep goinggg…I-I’ll be good for you.”
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05 Jul 2026
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Spamton NEO lays a pipis in front of Tenna's room in the castle and makes it everyone's problem when his brooding instincts kick in.
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05 Jul 2026
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I Wish I Had The Words by EtterathHasFallen
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game), Undertale (Video Game)
14 Jul 2026
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Everyone knows the local mailman, the one who lives in the dump (not by the dump). And everyone knows he'd rather stay underground for eternity. It's safer, after all. Why bother?
Once an abandoned CRT washes up in Waterfall, Spamton may or may not have to consider a few things. Surely, this warm feeling in his chest means nothing. And surely, Tenna's dream of surface world fame doesn't involve him.
Spamton has nothing to worry about.
Right?
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03 Jul 2026