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Asriel always enjoyed photography. Kris was his favorite subject.
Bookmarked by Wonderwanderwunder
18 Jun 2026
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"Toriel planting a kiss on their cheek, Asgore burying them in his beard, and that’s when Asriel hits the shutter – Kris held aloft, legs kicking, their pale face aglow with laughter."
And so i weep and weep and weep and weep and weep -
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Would there be consequences? Yes. Was it selfish? Perhaps. Did she care? No, because she refuses to lay there and let herself die for a man whose God-complex got out of control.
Amane Misa or not, voices in her head or not, she was doing this reincarnation thing her way.
Semi-SI!Misa
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Bookmarked by Wonderwanderwunder
15 Jun 2026
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hmmmm interesting so very interesting. and theres even yuri!
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Kris prepared for a fight, gripping the hockey stick tightly.
And the soul…stayed still.
In the corner, up high.
Kris’ eavesdropping gradually stopped while they stared, brows furrowing as the soul shook up high. Maybe it was then that Kris had their first honest observation, one that wasn’t obstructed by their own denial, refusing to acknowledge they weren’t the only one suffering in this situation.
The soul...was scared, wasn’t it?- Language:
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Bookmarked by Wonderwanderwunder
24 May 2026
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i sob and snimflee and go boohoohoo. the soul is a BABY!! auauughghhhh WAILING!!!!!
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Months after their last meeting, Barcus receives an invitation from the Hero of Baldur's Gate. Little does he know that her letter is driven by the same secret desires that has made the elf a permanent fixture in his recent dreams, and has him pacing his room at night. Finally making good on her request, Barcus has all his dreams fulfilled.
Bookmarked by Wonderwanderwunder
19 May 2026
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"Every movement of her hands is the tunnelling trip of a mining excavation, drilling deep to find molten veins beneath the stoney surface of his skin."
"He craves her in the way an animal might wish for something; mindlessly, and with his whole body."
"Pulling out is an exercise in self-flagellation. Inside her lives ecstasy, and outside it is cold and null."
putting my hands in the air with a serene smile on my face. this prose is pure cinema. absolute cinnamon -
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Davenport, beginning to end.
"Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night."
- "The Old Astronomer", Sarah WilliamsBookmarked by Wonderwanderwunder
25 Apr 2026
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davenport my dearest dilfy GOAT of a captain. holy shit

