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Just finished Chapter 5 as a Krusie shipper — and it hurt too much. I had to put that pain somewhere.
Suselle wounded us all — and Kris too. We're in the same boat with them.UPD: so i changed all the tags cause i didn't mean to lie you. working on this fic really healed me, but apparently you paid the price for it) SO NOW YOU HAVE IT. IT'S ALL ANGST AND YOU GONNA LOVE IT ANYWAY
Bookmarked by TheSunIsALightbulb
29 Jun 2026
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“Flowery?” Susie and Ralsei both gasped, the girl with excitement and the prince in disbelief.
The flower man stared at them blankly. Then, he very eloquently said, “What the flowers?”
“Sounds like him,” Kris mentioned.
Susie learns of a possible way to bring the seven colored flowers to Castle Town, so she gives it a shot.
[Spoilers for the ending of Chapter 5.]
Bookmarked by TheSunIsALightbulb
28 Jun 2026
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Everyone knows the Prophecy. They've read it, grown up with it, and yet now, it reads a step to the left as if it always had.
The Girl becomes a cage to something much worse than a Soul.
The Human hides a secret that threatens to tear the heroes asunder.
The Prince of the Dark is much more than he seems, as is the world he hails from.
Something dangerous watches over the world now, walking among its citizens as if it always belonged.
And throughout it all, a girl looks for her sister in deepest dark, and will rend the world asunder to bring her home.
With all these shifts in the story, does Hometown stand a chance of withstanding what is to come?
(An AU of Deltarune where the question is asked and answered: What if Susie had the Soul instead?)
Bookmarked by TheSunIsALightbulb
28 Jun 2026
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In a potential aftermath, in the middle of the night, Susie has a late night 'conversation' with the odd eldritch... thing in Kris.
Bookmarked by TheSunIsALightbulb
28 Jun 2026
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“You’ll just have to be quicker next time.” You stick out your tongue, and—
Ow.
Isa’s eyes go wide.
It hurts, sharp and hot, but your first instinct is to ask him what he’s seen. As if it was something behind you and not, well, you.
But then Mirabelle looks up from the map, just as alarmed, and okay, that definitely means it’s you.
You look down at your lower arm.
Well, at least it is obvious? You have a carving knife in your arm.
Bookmarked by TheSunIsALightbulb
27 Jun 2026
