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So it was in the trash! So what? One Darkner's trash is one dumpster-diving Spamton NEO's treasure! Right?
Or: NEO is reminded why it's not always smart to eat food you find in the garbage, especially when you don't actually need to.
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- Part 11 of Spamtenna Kink Fics
- Part 5 of Care and Keeping of Your Spamton NEO
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23 Jun 2026
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/HEY THERE HEARD YUORE SEARCHING FOR [[films]] BY [[German arthouse legend Marian Dora]] NEED SOME [[help]] WITH THAT ??? by compound_fracture
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
01 Nov 2021
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Alternatively titled "reader gets offered a sexual service and goes on a violent power trip"
Also alternatively titled "nice kit kat experiment reference bro i bet like one person will get it and be violently turned off because they had to think about the kit kat experiment"
see end notes for any of the funny references i threw in
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21 May 2026
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Shit. He really should have just gone before He left.
The thought hits him as he makes his way to the station, cold air biting at his limbs. Checking the time, he gives a forlorn glance at the restroom as he passes it by. The train was about to leave, and he’d never make his connection if he waited for the next one.Bookmarked by icksick
17 May 2026
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Tenna started by knocking, which was met with no response. He pressed his antennae to the door to check if Spamton was on the phone, but there was no sound coming from the room, not even a whisper. Now he started to feel angry again. What was Spamton ignoring him for if it didn't have to do with his stupid benefactor? He grabbed the doorknob and threw it open, and in retrospect, the door being unlocked should have been his first sign that something was very wrong.
"Oh my God."
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16 May 2026
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Spamton is sick and Tenna helps him through it, only to discover some rather interesting things about himself in the process.
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"Safely sequestered away, Spamton lay uncomfortably in the dark, his knees pulled up to his chest and head slightly off the cushion to rest above an empty trash bin he’d immediately dragged over upon entering.
The only sounds to be heard, aside from the commotion going on outside, were his pathetic groans as his stomach continued to clench tightly inside him, as well as the rhythmic drip of his spit crinkling against the trash bin’s lining.
It felt like he’d been on the verge of vomiting for hours, and that had scared him at first. He hated the act with a passion and was hoping it wouldn’t have to come to *that*, but going so long without a second of reprieve from his stomach’s discontent left him practically whining and desperate for anything to come up."
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Disclaimer: Yes, this is a kink fic, so please don't read if you're not "engaged" with the subject matter and then complain that it's too weird for you. This does lean more toward the hurt/comfort aspect of things and isn't explicitly sexual, but the ending does get a bit... y'know. Just a fair warning.
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04 May 2026
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Tenna looked at this little big shot in his office, hand outstretched to officiate their deal of a lifetime.
But all Tens was thinking about was how to fatten this malnourished bird up... Well there's always benefits to being such a big guy, not everyone's metabolism was strong enough to consistently take on his cum fills.
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23 Apr 2026
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Over the years, there were times when Mr. Ant Tenna thought of what it would be like if he ever saw his flighty former co-host again. What he might say or do to convey just how much the little mailman’s sudden departure had sent Tenna’s world crashing down. Sixteen years apart certainly gave one time to ruminate on such a thing, after all; let the resentment fester and transform into a bitter feeling the aged television couldn’t even name anymore.
Funny, how Tenna had found himself unprepared in every sense of the word when it actually happened.
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20 Apr 2026
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In a rare moment of carelessness, Swatch accidentally serves Tenna the wrong drink. It has an interesting effect on Tenna... and awakens something in Spamton.
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- Part 6 of Spamtenna Kink Fics
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20 Apr 2026
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a sweetie pie TV has a bit of trouble with a rather troublesome stomach bug. oh, woe, won't someone spare a poor, dusty cathode...?
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- Part 5 of Assorted Vore Fics
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19 Apr 2026
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The proper way to completely heal a big bad darkner boss by DirtyRats
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
14 Apr 2026
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After another one of Tenna's fantastic ideas goes awry, Spamton and his healing angels generously bring their boss back to full health by stuffing him stupid with cake and wine.
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18 Apr 2026
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When Spamton begged for a session of desk cock warming, he didn't really expect the outcome he'd get; he especially didn't expect to learn something new about himself.
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18 Apr 2026
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A flittering thought perks him back up, though, and he grabs onto it tightly with both hands and a grin. "Oh, unless!!! Unless… you wanna try again? Are you giving me another chance…!?" Cupping his cheeks, he doesn't notice Kris' blanket-lumpy form shifting around oddly at first. "Awww, you STAR~🌟!!! Well don't get too comfy yet, 'cause I'll be there!!!! And as SOON as I get ready, we're gonna have one HECK of a—"
Abruptly, Kris pitches forward into a pillow hugged to their chest, muffling a long fit of rough, raspy coughs into it.
Oh.
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tenna's having a bit of a rough morning. unfortunately, over in the light world, so is kris—and the tv can't exactly skip out on the all-day sick-day tv marathon, now, can it?
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06 Apr 2026
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Soothing the Stings of Burning Blades and Strings by Anonymous
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
04 Apr 2026
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Nightmares weren’t anything Spamton wasn’t used to. He seldom had any pleasant dreams that he could remember, and most nightmares just replayed unpleasant moments of his life he’d already lived through. Every once in a while, one would throw him for a loop. But he couldn’t remember the last time his body had such a reaction to one.
Though come morning, it appeared there was more to it than just a nightmare. And it wasn’t something that would go away when he woke up. Like his glitches and ad speak, it was something that had become more frequent as his body changed during his downfall. Except unlike his glitches, experience hadn’t made this part any easier to deal with, and like his nightmare, it seemed this time around was going to be on the more severe side of what he knew.
Unless someone in his current life could help him change that, and not just make another promise as empty as so many before.
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Spamton suffers one of the more troublesome consequences of having a shy bladder. It’s not the first time it’s happened to him, but it is the first time he’s faced it with Tenna.
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- Part 5 of Relief in Recovery
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05 Apr 2026
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The sight of an untouched chocolate cake in Tenna's suite gives Spamton a grand old idea.
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- Part 4 of Spamtenna Kink Fics
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02 Apr 2026
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30 Mar 2026
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Spamton wasn't supposed to small.
Tenna knew the irony in that belief - with Spamton being barely taller than a pippins - but Tenna just couldn't think of Spamton as anything but big.
He had a big personality that instantly hooked a room, big grins that dissipated any tension and big body language to overcompensate for his stature. Spamton made big business deals and had important associates with big influences; Spamton drew in a big audience for Tenna; Spamton made the big bucks and wasn't afraid to flaunt it; Spamton was a Big Shot with a big car and a big room in the Queen's mansion.
Spamton was huddled into a tiny shaking, heaving ball and was bleeding into the dressing room carpet.
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OR: Tenna finds Spamton after he's informed about a specific part of the prophecy that just so happens to contain the TV star himself.
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- Part 2 of Phonecord between your teeth
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29 Mar 2026
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"Spamton couldn't help but stare. Finding himself staring at his business partner wasn't at all unusual - he was a hot piece of ass - what was unusual was what he was staring at, this time. Horrifyingly, mortifyingly, he couldn't take his eyes off his feet."
What can I say. Give that man a foot fetish. Tenna has realistic humanoid feet, Spam fuckin looves it
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29 Mar 2026
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“This has happened to you BEFORE??” Tenna’s screen shaded a touch darker.
“Yyyyyep. It happens to addisons a lot.”
Tenna rubbed the side of his casing, looking a little overwhelmed. “So you basically caught a cold that… makes you fat.”
“Just for a couple days!” Spamton added quickly.
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- Part 3 of Spamtenna Kink Fics
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28 Mar 2026
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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23 Mar 2026
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Sighing, Tenna cups the bottom of his plush stomach, feeling the way it bows out into his hand. He feels so… old. It doesn't help that he still has those photos from the early days in his career pinned up and down his mirror, taunting him with the reminder that he's going out of fashion and getting out of shape. What's even worse is he's due out for dinner in thirty, and he’s forced to wear his trousers low under the curve of what can only be described as a belly, because they won't button any other way. It frames the whole – situation – in an unforgiving way, creating a noticeable pooch that hangs just slightly over his waistband. Then, there's the issue of how they dig into his hips, causing them to spill over just slightly. If he’s not careful, he’s going to have to start describing them as love handles. Love handles! What sort of performer has them? None! Not a single one, the last time he checked. And he checks a lot. Turning on his heel, he walks over to his couch and sits down, pointedly ignoring the way his pants feel even tighter. They bunch at his crotch awkwardly, the fabric around his thighs stretched tight, and he finds himself trying to adjust himself to no avail.
How did he let it get this bad? Again?
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19 Mar 2026