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Oooooo, you want to read my fanfiction, you want to read it so bad.
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#deltarune fanfiction#deltarune#Spamton#spamton g spamton#my writing#Spamton fanfiction#i need to violently maim him
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Chapter 6 of my spamton/reader fanfiction has been posted!!!
Summary: After discovering a way to access a beloved virtual world, you and a group of others must share this gift completely in body, soul, and mind. You all have one goal - to keep your beloved happy and safe, even if he doesn't know you yet. Despite some of the other's conflicting desires and impulses, you agreed that hurting him no matter how fun, is not an option. As you navigate this world, your new group must work together to win Spamton over without revealing your secrets. But with intense desires, hidden agendas, and fragile illusions, it's unclear how you will achieve your goals without compromising your own identities and sanity.
Simply put: A typical bringing Spamton home and taking care of him, but with a twist! In a dizzyingly bad mockery of a group project, a non-specific number of fans have been dropped into one body with many powers yet the teamwork skills of a twitch chat attempting to backseat game a dnd session. And the anxiety levels of a chihuahua that's been accidentally stepped on a few too many times. How will you and the others fare in charming Spamton into moving into the flat you made just for him? How familiar does a stranger really act? Will you ever fully agree on anything else?
#spamton g spamton#spamton#reader x spamton#spamton x oc#spamton x self insert#spamton x reader#fanfiction#spamton fanfiction#my art#my writing
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trick or treat! Spamton, picking out costumes (thinking with the gentle touches roommate cause that's cute but feel free to do whatever!)
Nearly your entire wardrobe was strewn all over the floor of your bedroom, the aftermath of brainstorming costume ideas for a party. The two of you sat, covered in clothes and giggling, yet without a single solid option.
“I HAVE [50% off Specil] ON [Trendy Halloween Costume Ideas] AT MY STORE.” Spamton gives you an encouraging thumbs up. You roll your eyes at him and shake your head.
“I bet you do, and I bet they’re definitely not outdated 90s ones either.”
He sputters a rebuttal and rambles the entire walk to Frightful Fits, insisting his costumes would be better.
#thank you anon for the request!!#it’s been a while since I’ve written about this guy huh#my writing#trick or treat requests#drabble requests#spamton fanfiction#lowkey sometimes i miss when i was writing about spamton regularly#he’s such a guy <3333
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My new Deltarune work is here! Because I apparently had a Swatchton itch I didn’t know about!
Summary: Swatch always felt guilty for what happened to Spamton. One month has passed since his eviction and they haven't seen them. They get their chance at redemption when Swatch sees Queen dropping Spamton into the acid lake after he broke into the mansion. His body is beyond repair, but Swatch knows a thing or two about creating a body. They'll help Spamton through this. They'll help him start a new life in this new body. They won't lose him again.
#deltarune#deltarune chapter 2#spamton#spamton g spamton#swatch#swatch x spamton#spamton x swatch#swatchton#deltarune fanfiction#spamton fanfiction#swatch fanfiction#swatchton fanfiction
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If you’re a fan of Spamton Deltarune, boy have I got a webcomic recommendation for you!
So it’s called Defragmentation by zarla-s on this very website, and it’s basically about one of the Adisons finding Spamton in a dumpster and deciding to help him. It’s really good, feels cannon, characterizes well, go check out the comic and support the creator!!
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Spamton and Y/N's dynamic, basically
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It’s not just me wanting Broken Good Guy Spamton, it’s… how DOES he know how many people are left in a Snowgrave route? Also Spamton seems like he’d RUN from a Snowgrave player. He’s survived on the streets, he knows his self-preservation. It just seemed… off. Not to mention that Spamton’s design doesn’t just echo any kind of puppet, but SPECIFICALLY A VENTRILOQUIST’S DUMMY.
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The seven most devastating frames from an utterly devastating-but-beautiful Spamton animatic by holless on YouTube, from the song "A Different City" by Modest Mouse.
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Both the song and the animatic have made their mark on my subconscious while writing CALL SIGNS, due to replaying in multi-hour loops.
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Wowee, five days late, but here is my April Fool's Day picture!
What's the joke here? Well, that's the joke! There isn't one at all except for one foolish woman's endeavors.
This is a drawing of my Addison lady, Thetalan (aka Theta), loosely based on the Fool Card of a tarot deck.
During the 1990s, Theta was a naive White Addison lady who fell deeply in love with Spamton G. Spamton, the BIG SHOT himself! Years before he burst into stardom, the two had a chance encounter in 1993 when Spamton was still building his wealth.
While Theta was working at a sports arena on her first day, Spamton approached her stand to buy beer for him and his friend. However, he noticed her lack of training and, as a small gesture of kindness, showed her how to properly pour a beer from the tap before handing her a generous $20 tip. This encounter embedded into her very SOUL; Theta never forgot him, and her adoration for him grew into unconditional love in the years that followed.
Like the fabled sun in their world without one, she gazed upon his visage in awe and often said, "Someday, I want to be just like him and shine brightly above the city lights!"
Despite her best efforts, he rose higher and higher while she remained nothing more than a regular Addison. However, this did not stop her from believing that someday they would surely talk again!
Thoughts of love swirled in her mind, inspiring her to write him many poems, but she never had the courage to mail them. Then, one day in 1997, Spamton announced the opening of a dedicated PO box to send him fan letters with the possibility of reading his favorite ones on TV.
This was her chance to finally get him to acknowledge her love for all to witness!
She rushed to her desk and poured all her devotion onto the paper, confessing every thought and feeling she had since their initial encounter. With a heart-shaped seal, she sent the love letter off, praying that he would find hers, remember that small moment they shared, and let all of CYBER WORLD and the neighboring Dark Worlds know how much he meant to her.
Every episode of the SPAMTON LOVE NETWORK sent her heart pounding. Surely there would come the day he'd find hers in all those piles of fan letters? She never gave up hope and believed he would read hers one day!
However, by 1998, Spamton's sales and net worth declined. The SPAMTON LOVE NETWORK was canceled in 1999 when a mysterious health condition robbed him from going on stage again. Crestfallen, Theta sobbed, knowing she'd never hear her "prince" announce her words of love. She prayed from the core of her SOUL, hoping he read her letter despite everything and kept it close to his heart.
#my art#my writing#spamton#spamton g spamton#deltarune#big shot spamton#big shot era#thetalan#theta#thetalan l. addison#white addison#oc#addisona#addison oc#addison deltarune#loveletter#loveletter au#deltarune au#fan oc#fanfiction#tarot art#this is just a preview or rather “taste” of my AU lol#I'll write all this in more depth later on#but I figured some context for the imagery here would be necessary.
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#art#fanart#artist#fanfic#fanfiction#deltarune#spamton#spamton g spamton#spamton x reader#angst fanfic#for fun#hehehe
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MY FRIEND TAAF aka @lithiums-corner MADE A LITTLE SNEO X READER FIC … HEHEHE 💜
It’s about stargazing with Sneo and cuddling :)
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#ITS WRITTEN SO WELL#I loved that :))#intimacy ? I’m devouring it#💛I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY [HeartShapedObject]#WOW THAT’’s SOme [Good $&%!]#👀CAN YOU REALLY LOOK IN MY [Eyes] AND SAY NO!?#fanfiction#sneo x reader#spamton neo x reader#spamton neo#sneo#spamton x reader#spamton
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The Butterfly Effect
Would you keep seeking answers to secrets?
Even if it meant causing chaos along the way?
Cover for my Spamton Fic(more like just an Addison Fic???).
Happy New Year Ya’ll!!
#deltarune#deltarune chapter 2#spamton#addison oc#addisons#spamton g spamton#deltarune oc#deltarune fanfiction#someday maybe I’ll make the Fic public as I write dhdbdh
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Bestie I have done it again. I updated my fanfiction.
Title: Creator of Creator of Creation
Rating: teens and up
Word count: 10k
Completion status: ongoing
I update frequently!
Summary: A typical bringing Spamton home and taking care of him, but with a twist! In a dizzyingly bad mockery of a group project, a non-specific number of fans have been dropped into one body with many powers yet the teamwork skills of a twitch chat attempting to backseat game a dnd session. And the anxiety levels of a chihuahua that's been accidentally stepped on a few too many times. How will you and the others fare in charming Spamton into moving into the flat you made just for him? How familiar does a stranger really act? Will you ever fully agree on anything else?
#Creator of Creator of Creation#my writing#fanfic#my art#deltarune#spamton g spamton#spamton#reader insert#reader x spamton#oc x spamton#spamton fanfiction#fanfiction
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a tiny excerpt from the WIP chapter of my fic
(it's a platonic gen fic!)
#spamton g spamton#deltarune fanfiction#spamton#my writing#in which spamton gets sent to seattle#marrow talks
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Heheheh
I’m writing something
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The Definition of Insanity
You snap wires.
Frantic fingers spindle across the inky blackness, taking hold of taut strings the colour of poison. You retch slightly as they pull apart in your hands, bursting like blood vessels and staining everything they touch with the stench of death.
You snap wires.
And all the while, his voice bores into your skull, wheeling and dealing even as he tries to kill you. Even as you try your very hardest to give him what he wants.
You snap wires.
SOUL burning hot like a phoenix in its final moments, shooting down offer after offer, pleading with this jittering, broken creature to stop, stop, please stop before one of us does something we're both going to regret...
You snap wires.
You can't remember how long you've been doing this for. You don't even know what you're doing, why you ever listened to his words in the first place. What had he promised in the space between his outbursts... and to whom?
And still, you snap wires. It's either that or die.
So you snap, and you snap, and you snap, and you
snap
Then there's only one left, shimmering in the darklight, so gossamer-thin that you cannot comprehend how it can still support the clanking, man-shaped junk it's attached to. He spins around it like a demented ballerina, professing heartfelt thanks to the friends he was trying to murder mere seconds before. Pleading with you to cut the final cord, to make him a real boy.
Your fingers move before you can respond. And the sound of his cold, lifeless body slamming into the ground stays with you for the rest of your life. The shock is so great that you almost collapse yourself, adrenaline finally loosing its death-grip on your body.
You are wracked with a great and terrible sigh, before you--/
/--snap wires.
...strings the colour of poison... bursting like blood vessels... stench of death.
...you've been here before, you realise, as you snap wires.
He wheels and deals, firing everything he has at you in a vain attempt to get you to give him what he wants. You would if you could... if it had ever been in your power to do so.
All you can do now is snap wires. And that is all you do.
Your fingers move on their own, as if compelled by an outside force. Pinch and twist, reminding you of shelling peas with your mom before Sunday dinner.
You can't recall the last time you saw her. You think that perhaps you should apologise to her if you ever make it out of here alive. You were always such a wilful child. Always getting into trouble of some kind or another.
And now here you were, making deals with something you couldn't even begin to fathom.
You cannot hear your friends anymore - they do not respond to you calls. And the salesman seems to become all-encompassing before you, drunk on ill-gotten power - power you helped him acquire. You close your eyes as he makes you an offer that you are unable to refuse.
Pain washes over you, and you--/
/--snap wires.
Poison... Blood... Death... this could be the fifth time; it could be the five-hundredth time. It doesn't matter, because all you can do is snap wires.
The salesman screams at you, and your SOUL screams back, roaring with anger and pain and frustration. Does it want the same thing as you do? Is it... trying to help? Or... or is this just a game to it. Fighting the same battle again and again, trying for a high score?
You ponder this as it makes you snap wires.
Perhaps this was punishment for trying too hard. For trying to help somebody who seemed to be suffering. You never understood what your mother meant when she told you the road to hell was paved with good intentions. To your child's mind, not yet versed in the world's wicked ways, this statement was a nonsense, an affront.
But now you get it, as you snap wires. Oh God, do you understand.
You always knew he was the same as you. Something BIG had seized his heart, just as it has seized yours. Prisoners of a destiny that was not theirs. You saw a caged bird crying for release, but you did not see the venomous spider using its corpse as a suit. In trying to make him more like you, you exposed yourself to the risk of becoming more like him.
Damaged. Deranged. Desperate. Dangerous.
And as your fingers become snared in his wires, and you stare transfixed into each other's eyes, you see the fate set out before you, and scream.
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You snap wires.
Sometimes, you live.
Sometimes, you die.
It doesn't matter.
You snap wires.
#writing#fiction#fanfiction#deltarune#drabble#no beta#angst#existential horror cw#blood cw#implied death cw#Kris dreemurr#Spamton G Spamton#fate and destiny#loss of control#game resets#time loops#something to tide people over while I start editing Chapter 7#I'm not saying it's going to be as bleak as this#but it's definitely in that ballpark#so look forward to that :P
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