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  1. Public Bookmark 17

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    He’s given his king everything he’s wanted, so why is he still so distant? It’s okay though, Asgore’s bestfriend knows exactly what he needs, even if he doesn’t realise it himself yet.

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    05 Sep 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 32

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    Yet, currently, for Flowery anyway, it was none of that.

     

    No, rather, right now, what it meant to be Human —

     

    … was being swathed in gold, fluffy quilt, and snuggled. Cherished and sought after, warmth bleeding from the back of Flowery’s neck as a blind kiss settles on its crest.

     

    It was being caught, prey-like, as he blinked from the doorway with a vine covered basket to being held by his Asgore, who reinforced his newfound Heart’s staggered beat with a small, pleasant sigh, and the absentminded tightening of his grip around Flowery’s slim waist.

     

    Simply put, it was love.

    OR: asgore & flowery cuddle beneath the kotatsu, eat some fruit, and fuck (pervert-style). all in that order, of course.

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    04 Sep 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    Flowery, and Flowery's relationship with Asgore.

    Not sure what else there is to say. I felt like the best way to get across my analysis of Flowery and his relationship to Asgore was to write a fic about it. Flowery thinks about stuff and then there's smut.

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    03 Sep 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 19

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    "You know," Flowery sighs, wistful, "we really ought to clean this thing sometime."

     

    "Flip it." Asgore gruffly demands, and Flowery laughs, a bit beside himself at his neediness. Nevertheless, he decides to obey, for once. A good, good worker, turning the sign to “closed” and surrendering Flower King to itself.

     

    And surrendering himself to Asgore, who just about lunges from his post to devour the boy right then and there; snout meeting shoulder then neck then cheek; snout meeting lips. Flowery gasps, legs fighting the urge to turn to jello as this beast — this no-good, hungry animal starts working at his apron, and all he can do is take it.

     

    He’s just a human, after all, and it wasn’t like he liked fighting, in the first place.

     

    So the apron comes off.

    OR: flowery & asgore’s favorite time for flowerking is “closing.” although, their reasonings for this tend to wildly differ…

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    03 Sep 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 9

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    "Oldbuddy? The others are down in the café, wanna swing by?"

    And, when met with silence on the other side of the door, he sighed. Flowery could have kicked himself for not realizing this sooner. He'd completely misunderstood the one person he should have been reading like a book. Clearly, he hadn't known Asgore as well as he'd thought.

    Even if the worry was enough to leave a crinkle on his perfect nose, he knew now was not the time. Asgore still needs his family, he needs him; whether the king realizes it or not.
    Flowery pushed the sliding door out of his way, poking his head in. As he'd imagined, he was still at his desk, where he had been the last time he saw him.

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    03 Sep 2026