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Based off this Tumblr text post by s4mm4n:
God I miss the days when you could show up to a strangers farm and he’d say “Whats your name, boy?” and you’d take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply “Why I aint got one sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me one” and he’d tell you he’s real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do for you and you’d tell him that you can’t read nor even write neither but you’re mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and won’t ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and he’d keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who aint for married even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of you’d get to talking and he’d throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinking from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again he’d take a sip from it too real slow-like like it weren’t the whiskey what he were tryna savorWARNING: Halfway through this story, it becomes about family loss and tuberculosis.
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20 Mar 2026
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Jungaz in dalē nahtē sitiþi, wakaiþi, hwīlō sternōniz furai skiwjamaz flōandi.
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06 Dec 2025
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You could understand their confusion. You were just as lost as they were.
You could understand their actions. You would act out just as they did, were the roles reversed.
You could understand their anger.
...But you couldn't understand their hatred.
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The Red Soul has enough and runs away after being beaten with a hockey stick one too many times.
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- Part 1 of Patriot's Deltarune Stuff
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29 Jul 2025
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Viktor knew how he looked. With his sharp angles and hollowed cheeks and colt-like limbs, he was a serpentine god with all his alabaster beauty.
The nobles whispered about it. The investors watched Viktor move, fascination warring with discomfort. The Council scoffed at the idea of a Zaunite on their board—until they saw him.
Exotic. Enthralling. An exquisite thing to be coveted for themselves.
Viktor had once despised it.
Despised the way they stared, the way their fascination was always tinged with something possessive, as if he were a rare specimen on display. Loathed the murmurs in the Academy halls, the furtive glances that dogged him everywhere he went.
Now?
Now, he used it.
If they should lust after him, they did so at their own peril.
Desire was a fundamental human weakness. A distraction. A vulnerability. And if Jayce Talis was to prove useful, then Viktor would use every weakness he had.
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Or: Councillor Viktor, the fic.
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11 May 2025
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The dead lives on, the living rot.
Viktor falls to the decaying, and Jayce willingly decays with him.A virus won’t kill them – their (beating) hearts will.
Love curdles into obsession, and death becomes a covenant neither can escape. In the end, only hunger and bones will remain.
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05 May 2025