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    When she was little, Toriel wanted to be a ballerina. When she was very little. (Don’t laugh. It’s silly – it seems so silly now, but – don’t laugh).

    There weren’t any ballerinas in the underground – they were a thing in old books that came down from the human world, and they were magic to her. She knew monsters who could breathe fire, monsters whose touch turned things to ice, but those girls in those floofy pink skirts, their delicate ankles, their perfectly bent wrists… They were foreign and lovely. It didn’t matter that the covers of the books were torn and the illustrations smeared from their travels, those girls shone out, perfect and neat and beautiful and so small.

    But then she grew up and realised there were no ballerinas who looked like her, and that she had two left feet besides.

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    28 Mar 2026

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    The room is too bright.

    It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.

    It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.

    With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.

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    13 Apr 2025

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    This is peak

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    People don't really touch Jonathan Sims unless they want to hurt him. That's mostly fine. Jon has never been a tactile person, and he doesn't need anyone but himself.

    Except the world is falling down around him, and loneliness aches, and sometimes he'll take anything - even cruelty - just to feel human again.

    *A story set between s1 and s4, looking at Jon's relationship with touch, friendship, and his own humanity.

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    02 Jan 2024

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    The stranger smiles, eyes wet, like Martin’s just given him everything he’s ever dreamed of and more. “Just—look around. We did it, Martin, we made it.”

    Martin flinches back, out of reach of the man’s bloodstained hands, and stares at him. Something is wrong here. So, so wrong. From the blood anointing them both to the way this man says his name like there are worlds of meaning behind it, everything about this is wrong. “Did what?” he pleads. “I- I’m sorry, do I know you?”

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    22 Sep 2023

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    Them 🥺❤️

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    Martin is no stranger to being bound to servitude. He has spent a lifetime indebted to the Witch of the Blackwood, and has only just managed to escape from under her influence by stealing for her a priceless Fae artifact. However, to ensure she escapes with the artifact and her newly endowed immortality, she makes sure Martin is caught by the Fae in her place.

    As punishment, Martin is given to a Fae named Jon.

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    12 Sep 2023