demolicious
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- Team Fortress 2 (2)
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in which soldier is supey sad
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demomans kinda annoyed cz soldier doesnt shut the eff up
soldier doesnt see the issue tbf shrugs shoulders
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Spamton can't help but view the Cungadero and Tenna in a similar light. He realizes some things about himself.
Bookmarked by bootsnbombs (demolicious)
17 Oct 2025
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what the canon characterization is this
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Spamton G. Spamton is a big shot talent agent, migrating from more... PG friendly work to the slightly seedy (pun intended) world of the porn industry. His client? None other than Anthony 'Ant' Tenna, one of the most prolific and well known vintage porn stars in history, freshly out of retirement and ready to reclaim his throne. He's certainly... aged... but you know what they say about wine and age.
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“You’ve gotta want it, kid. You’ve gotta be willing to [[get down in the dirt]] and [[beg for more]].” Spamton was leaning closer to Tenna, his eyes lidded. He reeked of alcohol. Tenna wondered if he’d even remember this come tomorrow. “So?”
“…So, what?” Tenna asked, gulping nervously as Spamton closed in like a predator cornering its prey.
“Are you willing to do whatever it takes?”
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Aka: After meeting the most popular Addison in all the Dark Worlds, Tenna somehow manages to convince the man to give him a chance. What started out as an unhealthy, transactional, and dubious relationship devolves into something much worse.
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Close my eyes and sometimes see you, In the shadows of this smoke-filled room by dajmii
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
26 Jun 2025
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"Come on, [HOT STUFF!] It was a joke! You can't seriously be mad over an accident, right? It's [just a scratch]"
Tenna looked at Spamton, feeling smaller than usual. Where he was sat, he could make direct eye contact without either of them having to break their necks like usual, yet Spamton was just looking at him half-exasperated, half something Tenna couldn't truly place down. He felt the deep gash in his screen, feeling the dead pixels forming by the minute, how his face lit up in multicolour.
Spamton was right, though. It was meant to be a joke that just... didn't pan out the way it was meant to. He forced a wonky smile, and ignored the gnawing aching in his chest as he stood up, ready to start the show.
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Or, Spamtenna toxic yaoi excerpts from how it went from bad, to worse, to the end.
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- Part 1 of Cigarettes After Sex (spamtenna)
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Mr. Ant Tenna has an episode. Luckily Big Shot Spamton G. Spamton knows how to call a bluff