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  1. Rec 1

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    “Hi, XJ-0461. It’s me again. Your old friend... Sigmund.”

    Of all the voices that ranted and droned at XJ-0461 in a day, Sigmund wanted at least one of those voices to be friendly.

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    A scene cut from my Sigmund spotlight "Comfort Zoni" and expanded into a one-shot.

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    27 May 2026

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    When Rudy is diagnosed with a brain tumor, Kris and Susie make it their mission to enter the Dark World inside Rudy's body and fight his illness.

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    08 Dec 2025

  3. Rec 1

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    Mario misses Geno. I guess this plushie is the next best thing.

    aka. I continue to turn cute fanfic prompts into angst

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    28 Sep 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 4

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    For the first time after reuniting with the professor after the golden statue incident, the duo gets to talk things out.

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    07 Sep 2025

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    Tenna could hear the kitchen. The clatter of plates. The deep rumble of Asgore’s voice, rising—then flattening into something hoarse. Toriel’s sharper. Less like a yell, more like a scab picked sore too many times. Kris would wander in, shoulders stiff, and press their cheek to the static. Sometimes, if the TV was warm from recent use, the glass would fog. They’d breathe slow. Not watching anything. Just being close.

    He’d glow soft blue beneath them. He always kept his volume low. Just enough to give them something steady. He thought of himself, in those times, as a nightlight. Something for a scared kid to feel near when they didn’t want to cry.

    And then, sometimes, Kris would draw.

    Little stick figures with marker right on the screen. Green for themselves. Brown for Noelle. Big loopy lines for antlers. Red for Dess. a big triangle with gashing spikes . Toriel would scold them gently when she caught them, but she never got angry. She’d say, “Markers are for paper,” and Kris would shrug and say “Okay,” and do it again next week.

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    ode to the cathode

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    17 Jun 2025