chosendetritus
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“Oh yeahs, yeahs. Sorry,” they apologized, face warming as they set him down on the couch. They scratched the back of their head while the pippins crossed his legs to get comfortable. “Alright, boss. So’s youse’s is goings to stay here,” Battat made a move to complain, but Jongler held up a finger to shush him, “and youse will do’s someth’n other than work.” They bonked the die’s head once more. He huffed in return, but a slight green on his cheeks betrayed the act. They turned away and prepared to hop off until a small green claw shot out and grabbed their wrist. Turning their head to look back at Battat, their eye-bar and shoulders relaxing as their gaze landed on a very, very green-faced pippins who looked anywhere but at them.
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Battat's got a little crush or two! and how that plays out
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I've seen quite a few bird!addison/spamton stuff, but haven't seen too many people play around with giving Tenna ant/insect like traits. So I'm doing that myself. This is basically a collection of smallish fics giving Tenna bug traits.
Okay, so I lied. This is a full-on story with its own plot and stuff. Funny how that stuff happened.
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Samson is on the edge of nothingness, after his company fell apart and he was left with nothing. Finding a CRT on the side of the road hardly covered by a tarp, he decides to take it home, needing some form of entertainment.
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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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The Reunion Of A Lifetime! ™ by mayathemac, NamelessBeast66
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
27 Apr 2026
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Spamton gets freed from his strings, but he still battles his mind. Spamton found out that he can regenerate out of his puppet shell and decides he’s gonna pick himself up. It will be a slow process but he’s ready to do anything he can to prepare to be reunited with Tenna.
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If someone were to ask what Spamton’s worst attribute was, they would answer with his ability to talk someone out of a room in record time. Ask Spamton himself and he’d say his quick-thinking. The way his mouth ran faster than his thought-process was both a blessing and a curse at times. Spamton was still indecisive if his continuous poking of the bear was the best or worst decision he’d made carelessly.