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Vriska and her thoughts about equius as time passes
Bookmarked by zerrycherry
23 Dec 2025
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godddd the characterization here is so good
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Without realizing, Noelle’s eyes lit up a little. “Really? I’m so glad… I always thought it’d be so cool to learn music.” Her hands were fidgeting. “Back when we were kids, I actually really wanted to try playing the violin, but Mom always said I needed to focus on school… We could have played duets together, maybe– ohh, maybe that one song for violin and orchestra by Saint-Saëns, because there is actually an arrangement for piano, or–”
Noelle cut herself off before she could get too far into her ramble, but to her surprise, Kris was wearing a small smile.
“Which Saint-Saëns song?”
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An arrangement of memories Noelle carries involving Kris.
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I'd Take A Bullet For You by aethersTarot
Fandoms: Real Person Fiction, Political RPF, Homestuck
06 Jan 2026
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Cronus saves his boyfriend from being shot by jumping in front of him during his speech, sacrificing himself for his true love.
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Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying? by shellebelle for coldhope
Fandoms: Homestuck
25 Jul 2012
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In the interim between the end of the Game and now, you'd been able to think about Equius, and his situation, with his inability to gentle himself, with his sweating problem, with his pitiful broken horn and his oft-broken teeth, his need to secret himself in the lonely caverns where he lives.
And you think Of course he would need to do that. Didn't we all sneer at him for sweating so much, for having his own strange kinks and fetishes, for being awkward and strange?
Children, you know, are cruel. You certainly were not exempt.
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Wanna play Super Smashing Fighters? My parents aren't home. by overdramaticbaddie
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
10 Jul 2025
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While his parents are away on business, Berdly invites his longtime rival over for a short gaming session. Kris stays all night.

