rdnch’s defernull shenanigans (eng)
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"If you just needed a ‘distraction’, why didn't you come sooner?" she asked in a sweet voice that sent shivers down Spamton's fuzzy skin, "I can easily arrange that, you know."
Her antennas swayed and dropped slightly, the balls at the tips seeming to point to their extra semi circular counterparts. A sickening lump formed in Spamton's throat.Series
- Part 1 of rdnch’s defernull shenanigans (eng)
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Well there’s a face I haven’t seen in a while by rodionychh
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
26 Dec 2025
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Sprawled out in the white snow, wounded and tired, the TV darkner almost resigns himself to his inevitable death. The darkness of the sky thickens above him, a cold wind chills his body vainly struggling for life, snowflakes dedicate a farewell dance to him. When the body, pinned to the icy ground, is finally ready to give in, he's visited, almost at the last moment, by a figure the host desperately wanted to forget forever.
What will be his surprise when the ill-fated conman expresses a desire to save his life?Series
- Part 2 of rdnch’s defernull shenanigans (eng)
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The Knight's attack had left its mark; no magic could completely heal such wounds.
On the worst days, Ant literally couldn't stand. The pain was unbearable, all the disgusting sensations blended together, turning his day into endless agony, making him unable to even get out of bed.
Today was like this.Series
- Part 3 of rdnch’s defernull shenanigans (eng)
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In the spacious, yet so empty and sad apartment, silence hung in contrast to the street noise.
"I met somebody,” a quiet male voice, even, almost devoid of any emotion behind what was said, breaks the silence.
"Who?" another, female voice responds. The speaker is clearly not really interested.
"Spamton. You remember him?"
Oh, how could one not remember him?A little study about two sad, broken men, drawn together again by cruel fate.
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- Part 4 of rdnch’s defernull shenanigans (eng)
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"IT'S ME, T[TV Time]. I'm [here].” He gently stroked the edges of the monitor.
"If it's truly you... can..."
It seemed Ant gathered all his remaining strength on this question. Spamton swallowed, waiting.
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The puppet flinched. He had expected anything but this. Spamton grabbed his own jaw, trying to force it back into place. His own body trembled uncontrollably as the realization of what was happening crashed into his head.
Ant was dying.Series
- Part 5 of rdnch’s defernull shenanigans (eng)