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Yeah, Kris is definitely NOT alright.
FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT
MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)
#undertale#deltarune#utdr#crossover#crossover comic#undertale fanart#deltarune fanart#twin runes#twin runes comic#twin runes au#kris dreemurr#frisk#and we arrived at the breaking point#i know the last pages have been very depresso but i swear once this arc is over we'll get right back on track with the funnies#but first we have to deal with some DRAMA#imagine what it would be like if some otherworldly entity took over your body#and suddenly you start making friends and patching up old friendships#Something even your mother is proud of you for#even though it's not YOU doing that#you'd feel like people don't like YOU but only that parasite in your body#because without it you're just that creepy kid next door#you'd feel like the world would be better without you#at least that's what Kris must be feeling right now#i DO wonder what's up with this cave though#it clearly is NOT the exit#and what's with those markings outside and inside the cave?#hmmmmm
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yet darker
#deltarune#undertale#wd gaster#gaster#utdr fanart#deltarune fanart#my art#crazy how this character has never officially shown up once#can’t imagine the time this website is gonna have when he finally does.#hope it’s clear it’s the goner maker avatar and not Kris#basically everything in this artwork I’m 99% sure has some sort of feasible connection to gaster#dt extractor I’m not sure about but it’s close enough LOL#was gonna include [redacted] but it looked clunky
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Oh my god... they were gamers
First post wooo
#deltarune#deltarune fanart#berdly#berdly deltarune#kris dreemurr#kris deltarune#kerdly#kredly#berdkris#im soooooo normal about them#bright colors#i think??#imagine telling someone your fav character is berdly#couldnt be me haha#first post#ig???? ive been lurking on this site for wayy too long#my art
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Teen Frisk suplexes a huge boulder twig, just because they can.
(This is the last item I have in my queue list involving @akanemnon, I swear.)
#undertale#deltarune#utdr#frisk#kris dreemurr#utdr au#undertale au#deltarune au#twin runes#teen frisk#subaluwa#imagine that's how frisk greets people#ed edd n eddy sounds never cease to not make me laugh
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toby fox needs to add like a bit of narration in deltarune abt kris like "they themmed they/themily down the stheirs" cus i cant go on seeing them constantly get he/himmed in yt comment sections
#this is my punishment for actually looking at yt comments isnt it#deltarune#kris dreemurr#maybe im looking too much into things but...#it also feels sorta. misogynistic when ppl default to he/him for androgynous/non binary characters#like ive seen multiple ppl use “well its understandable that ppl assume kris is a he when they have such masculine behaviours/hobbies”#the masculine behaviours and hobbies in question are being a prankster#i shit you not#like they called pranking... masc?? huh#can girls and others not get their silly on anymore??#also like i said before with the exception of like frisk and chara like almost every nb character is masculinised#like napstablook monster kid#god there has to be more but my memory is shit atm and i also have to go eat dinner#but i wanna talk more abt like why it feels so misogynistic to me#i thinnk it has to do with the fact that defaulting to he/him just makes women feel like an afterthought. ig like unless its confirmed then#they must be a guy to be relevant or smth#and also like how much they gender entirely non gender specific things (see: pranking)#ofc it wouldnt be BETTER per se if they imagined these characters as girls but its smth ive noticed and i just get frustrated cus#it feels sexist but i cant FULLY articulate why#i feel like i had the answer a lil while ago but i forgot#i might come back to this who knows#wow ok rant over#for now
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I've been doodling this exact mini comic everywhere since 2018 and I've finally drawn it properly what a day to be alive
#I love the idea that kris has the frisk sweater when theyre younger#Also ignore the old watermark please i cant be bothered to go change it#Imagine it says mp4#fanart#deltarune kris#deltarune noelle#deltarune fanart#kris dreemurr#noelle holiday#kris deltarune#noelle deltarune#kris fanart#noelle fanart#my art#trans noelle#trans kris#nonbinary kris#trans day of visibility#I'm late dw about it
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Noelle's funky family
#deltarune#noelle holiday#kris dreemurr#susie#utdr#deer lord#spookys house of jumpscares#spookys jumpscare mansion#fanart#my art#crossover#Am I implying that Kris is the protagonist of spooky's? Yes#but just for the funny don't take it seriously#but also i imagine kris goes to the mansion with the players control#and now has to complete every ending because the player it's a completionist and now has to experience the horrors™
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the core + their 1000th game wedding vows
#anyway here is a monster post#imagine loving your colleagues this much. wish that were me.#go to work. fall in love.#many of these were existing gifs i didn't want to recolour so sorry for the differences ;___;#kris letang#evgeni malkin#sidney crosby#pittsburgh penguins#hockey#long post#my favourite type of post#nhl
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@lynxgriffin Look what I made!
Saw that ask from a couple days ago and got possessed by a demon (probably Ralsei) that forced me to art like mad.
This is the first thing I've ever animated, and I'm quite proud of it.
#deltarune#eldritchrune#ralsei#doobie#I like to imagine he does this when he wants to seem smart#he'll blow a massive cloud of smoke in Kris' face like#"Hmm... Yess...
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Just a regular day
#twin runes#twin runes mini#kris dreemurr#asriel#tw scopophobia#imagine living in the same house with what's basically a cryptid#that you adopted after you found them in a dumpster#this ties into the random TR!Kris facts post#so we got tight spaces... check#hypermobilty... check#glowing eyes/night vision... check#and light sensitivity... check
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What You Can Do for Your Country
Pairing: dark!Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count: 1916
Summary: Being Captain America is a lot harder than anyone realizes. Steve thinks you might be able to help.
Warnings: Dark elements, kidnapping, face slapping, no smut but heavily implied future noncon, general meaness, explicit language, governmental malfeasance. It's dark, you've been warned. All of my work is 18+ - Minors DNI
Divider by @cafekitsune
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A/N: I'm not fully sure what happened here. I've been wanting to test out the waters of posting writing here for awhile, but I'd sort of had it in my head that I'd wait for a challenge that spoke to me. This is an idea I've had floating around for awhile and when it finally coalesced into something writable, I thought 'fuck it, why not?' So here we are. I'm kind of terrified that I'm just tossing this into the void, so if you read it and have a sec, please let me know what you think!
You wake up slowly. There's no sound or light, so it takes you a moment to fully realize that you’re even awake. You can't see anything, but you can feel that you're slumped in a corner and that the surface beneath you is hard. You’re definitely not in your room. Where the fuck are you? You try to move into a more comfortable position, and that's when you hear the soft jingle of metal clinking against itself and feel a slight tug on your leg. Your hands immediately go to your ankle, and you find a leather cuff around it, with a chain connected to the wall. You're fully awake now, breaths coming out in short, uneven bursts. Don't panic don’t panic, you try to tell yourself, but that mantra seems to only be making things worse. There's so much to panic about. You reassure yourself that you're still dressed. Things could be worse. The thought strikes you as unbelievably bleak.
You take a deep breath and try to focus. What's the last thing you remember? You were leaving work. The sun was setting, but it wasn’t completely dark yet. A car came up behind you? Or maybe a van? Everything's fuzzy and disjointed when you try to remember anything beyond walking out the door of the coffee shop.
A door suddenly opens into the room, closer than you expected. The space is smaller than you thought. Light floods in from the hallway, blinding you painfully and obscuring the figure stood in the doorway. They flick on a light in the room and the pain in your eyes becomes worse. You cover your face with your hands, trying to lessen the glare and help your eyes adjust. You hear a chuckle from the doorway and slowly look up at the man you can now clearly see.
It takes a moment to recognize him out of context. But only a moment. It's Captain America. Steve Rogers. You know him. Sort of. He comes into the coffee shop sometimes, since it's right by Avengers Tower. Tall whole milk latte with a sprinkle of nutmeg. He's usually with one of the others. He's nice, tips well, friendly. As friendly as he is with anyone he comes across. It's kind of his whole thing. Of course he's nice to everyone, he's Captain America. Big smile, patriotism, and apple pie. All that jazz. What is going on?
At first, your desperate heart thinks that he must be there to rescue you. But then you actually take him in. He's not in his uniform, but dressed casually, in a white t-shirt and jeans, barefoot, his arms crossed over his massive chest, leaning on the door frame.
And he's smirking at you.
"Good, you're awake," Steve says, voice calm and even, but there's a hardness in the way he looks at you that has you trying to cower further into the corner as he approaches. There's nowhere to go and it only takes a few strides for him to get to you. Now that you can see your surroundings, you seem to be in some sort of cleared out walk-in closet. There are bare shelves on the walls and two empty hanging rods line the longer sides of the room. He crouches down in front of you. "I wasn't sure how long you'd be out."
You want to scream at him to let you go, ask what the fuck is going on, something but instead what comes out is a pathetic "Please don’t hurt me!"
His face completely softens and he coos "Oh sweetheart," as he brushes away a tear you hadn’t realized you'd shed. Maybe you got this wrong. Maybe he is here to help you. Maybe it's going to be al– "What else do you think you're for?"
And then, before you've even had time to process what he's said, he slaps you across the face. Hard enough to make you slump back into the wall, uselessly cradling your cheek, tears streaming down your face freely now. You've seen enough clips on TV to know he didn't put his full strength into it and that, more than anything else that's happened so far, has you so terrified you can barely breathe.
Steve tips his head back and briefly closes his eyes, growling out an elongated "Fuuck." He touches the hot spot where he hit you and gives a satisfied smile when you flinch and whimper. "I was right," he mutters to himself. "This is exactly what I needed."
You’ve never really felt like an especially small person, but even crouched like this, he dwarfs you. Up close you’re able to really appreciate how gigantic he is and it makes any fight left in you completely disappear. What are you supposed to do, up against a super soldier?
But you also can’t just completely give in yet, so when his hand starts to wander from your cheek down your neck and to your chest, you do your best to bat it away and put as much strength as you can into your “Don’t touch me!”
When that same hand comes up to roughly grab your chin, you try to avoid him, but you’re shown once more that there’s really nothing you can do. Steve squeezes cruelly as he says “You are going to figure out very quickly that ‘don’t’ is a word you're not allowed to use with me. Along with no, stop, and wait. You’re mine now and I can do whatever I want with you.”
He lets go of you with a slight push and the back of your head hits the wall. You let out a whimper and he chuckles again. You finally give into your confusion and let out a quiet “I don’t understand.”
“Oh, I know, sweetheart,” he says, and this time you recognize how that word drips with condescension. “This must be so hard for a stupid little thing like you.” He brushes your hair off your forehead with an exaggerated pout, and you don’t get how this could be the same man that always made a point to ask how your day was going whenever he ordered from you.
He stands up so that he’s truly towering over you now. “You have no idea how hard it is to be Captain America,” he says, “to always be expected to do the right thing, to be good and kind and wholesome,” he snarls the last word. “It’s impossible to keep up without losing your goddamn mind. I can’t just be a symbol of all things patriotic and virtuous all the time. I’m a real person, not a fucking bald eagle. It's becoming a problem.” He looks down at you and smiles the most terrifying smile you’ve ever seen. “That’s where you come in. There are some days when I just need to hurt something. So now, every bad mood, impure thought or filthy desire I have, I’ll just take it out on you. And then I’ll be able to go back into the world and be the Captain America they need me to be.”
You just stare at him, wondering how you’ve never noticed it before. This man is insane. An actual sociopath. What kind of plan is this? This isn’t– no! “You can’t just do that!” You argue. “I’m a person, too! I have a family, a job, a life! People will notice I’m gone. They’ll come looking for me.”
Steve laughs outright this time, and it’s startling in how cruel it is. There’s really nothing of the man you thought you knew in the one standing in front of you. He crouches down again and gets so close to you that you can feel his breath. “Oh baby, you really are a dumb bitch, aren’t you?” He turns his head slightly to whisper right in your ear, “Everyone already knows what’s happened to you.” He leans back so that he can see the horror on your face. How is that possible? It can’t be.
“You really think I just grabbed you off the street, all by myself? Oh no honey. I went through official channels for this. I requisitioned you. I meant it when I said it was becoming a problem. I’ve been… slipping, lately. And when I slip, it doesn’t just affect me or my team, but the entire country. It affects the fate of the entire free world. So when the president himself came to me and asked what I needed to get my head on straight, I told him what I’ve told you. A pretty little thing to hurt and I gave him your name. And so you were delivered to me today by a fleet of government vehicles. Your family’s been well compensated. They’ll never have to pay taxes again, for a start. And you, I’ve given you an incredible purpose. A chance to serve your country, a chance to help all of humanity. Everytime I’m able to go out and save the world, it’ll be because you’re here, serving me. You should take pride in that.”
You can’t help starting to cry again. This can’t be true. It just can’t be. Your family can’t have– No. Steve’s lying or they didn’t have a choice or– “Why me?” is all you’re able to eke out from the jumble in your head.
“Because every time I went into that coffee shop and you looked up at me with those big eyes and that sweet smile, all I could think about was how badly you needed to be ruined. Broken. And how I wanted to be the one to do it.”
You let out a sob at that. You always thought that when it came down to it, fight was your fear response. But now you understand, you’d never been truly afraid before. In the face of real, hopeless terror, all you can do is freeze. There’s nothing else to do. You can’t fight him. You can’t run. No one is looking for you. You’ve never felt so powerless in your life. You’re pathetic and weak. That’s what Steve saw in you, isn’t it? That’s why you’re here.
“Those tears are so pretty, baby. Got me so fucking hard.” He stands up with a slap to his thighs. “Alright, enough talk. I’ve waited too fucking long for this.” He walks to the opposite wall and gestures to you. “Get up, take off your clothes. I’ve been dreaming about what’s under that uniform.” You cry out and huddle further into the wall, but he clucks his tongue at you. “Trust me when I say that you don’t want me to have to tell you twice.”
You nod needlessly and get up, your legs shaking underneath you. You throw off your shirt just to get it over with and push down your pants until they get stuck on the chain. You pause at your underwear, but a growled out, “Keep going,” has you robotically removing them as well.
You try to cover yourself, but know that it’s useless. He paces in front of you and groans. “Fuck, you’re so soft. You’re gonna break so good, baby.” He takes off his shirt and throws it on top of your own, his muscles rippling with the movement. You can’t help the whimper that comes out and Steve grins at you as he approaches, hands beginning to unbuckle his belt. “Don’t worry, honey, I’ll teach you exactly how to be the perfect little toy for me.”
#steve rogers x reader#dark steve rogers#captain america#dark!steve rogers x reader#dark!steve rogers#mcu#dark mcu#steve rogers x you#steve rogers imagine#dark fic#kris wrote something#dark!fic
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Em, you probably don't know this, but I actually have a huge weakness for streamer!Kenma. This might be kinda basic but what if streamer!Kenma and streamer!reader are both super popular, and everyone is always begging them to stream together, but what everyone DOESN'T know is that they're secretly dating and are afraid that if they stream together everyone will figure it out :') but it's just a thought so yeah no pressure. I hope you do get some inspo for streamer!Kenma though 💗 ily!
kris i love u and i wrote this just for u <333 it feels like me and u are playing ping pong with the writing brain cell recently. i love it we're so back
streamer!kenma x streamer!reader
featuring: secret relationship, kenma teaches u how to play chess on stream, loving banter, little bits of chess talk. i tried not to put too much streamer talk in this so it was actually readable and not cringe. gender neutral reader word count: 1882
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Kenma was just about to end his stream when he noticed your name being typed in the chat. Someone linked a clip of you from your stream - which was currently live - so he clicked it.
A text to speech message read out loud, “Are you going to be in Noya’s next event?” and as you were focusing on your gameplay, you took a second to reply.
“Am I… No, I don’t think so.”
Kenma laughed while you struggled your way through playing MineCraft.
“I was invited but - chat, I don’t want to start any drama but I kind of don’t want to play in it if Kenma’s playing, and someone told me he was invited.”
Kenma barked a laugh, a loud noise that was rarely heard from him, as you shrugged and struggled to hide your smile.
“There, I said it! If it starts drama, so be it!” You put your hands up in defense, laughing at yourself.
The clip ended, so he immediately opened your stream, and you were still talking about him.
He couldn’t hide his smile if he tried - he only hoped none of his viewers noticed the fondness in his eyes.
The two of you had been dating for at least a year, and it was the best kept secret of his career.
There was a joke online about the two of you not liking each other. It all started when you were openly avoiding him in a game lobby with other streamers - from there, it grew into a bit that you committed to full throttle.
Everyone knew you and Kenma were friends in real life. You shared a friend group, and often streamed with the same people. Online, however, you made a spectacle of not liking him.
Kenma found it hilarious, and so did your chat.
“Do you guys know he cheats in like, every game he plays?”
“That’s not true!” He was laughing and rolling his eyes at the same time. “Oh my god.”
He typed his words in your chat, and he watched the messages flood with his name.
Your eyes widened a little when you read, “Is he in chat? Kenma, go away. This stream isn’t for you.”
He typed a simple, “no,” and you scoffed at it.
“Every time I mention your name you show up - I know you love the drama.”
A few seconds later a text to speech message read, “he’s such a theater kid,” and at the sound of your laughter, he closed your stream.
“I’m not a theater kid.” He sank a little in his chair, watching his chat being filled with emotes. “I literally played sports in high school!”
It was only a few days later when he was sent another clip from your stream, this time from a text to speech donation.
“Kenma, I think you need to see this.”
He clicked the link and saw you were once again playing MineCraft.
It was a long clip - in the game, you jumped off your boat into the ocean and started swimming to the bottom. Everyone in your chat was telling you not to, but you didn’t listen.
“I’m not going to die. Why would I die? This is the best run I’ve had. I’m not going to die.”
That’s when he realized you were playing the hardcore version of the game, meaning if you died, the game was over.
He watched as you swam down into a huge ravine, and he had a feeling he knew what would happen as your character’s air bubbles were slowly popping.
“Do you want to make a bet? If I die here I will do anything you want. Anything. Because I’m not going to die!”
As you said that, your character started taking damage. And you tried swimming back up to the surface of the water, but you weren’t fast enough. You almost made it, and then - game over!
Your head was in your hands as the chat on screen spammed, “stream with Kenma!”
Three days later, you were forced to take your punishment.
Your viewers had been asking you to stream with Kenma for a long time, and you always avoided it with a joke - never revealing the real reason you didn’t want to go live with him.
It wasn’t the end of the world if your relationship became public, but you knew things would be much easier in private. It wasn’t something you were trying to hide, but you weren’t posting it proudly, either.
You decided on streaming Kenma teaching you how to play chess. He’d been playing a lot online, and you hoped it wouldn’t take longer than an hour. You were too nervous to go any longer than that.
Kenma was late to answering your call. When he finally answered, you immediately started berating him.
“Have you ever been on time?”
“I was just seeing how long you’d wait for me,” he said.
“If you never showed up, I would have gotten out of doing this.”
He pulled up your stream just so he could look at you - even though he’d seen you just a few minutes ago. You were just down the hall, but nobody watching knew that.
“Have you been watching my stream this whole time?”
He grinned, “No, I’ve never watched your stream.”
“Then why are you always in my chat?”
You sat with your legs crossed, playing with the necklace you always wore - the one he bought for you just a few months ago. He loved seeing you wear it.
“Because you’re always talking about me, like you’re obsessed with me or something.”
“Can we get to the game? You’ve kept me waiting long enough.”
Kenma wasn’t a good teacher - far from it - but he tried his best. After teaching you the names of all the pieces and how they moved, you were ready to play a game that he’d guide you through. You played white, he played black.
“Can you just teach me the best opening in the game? I don’t need to know anything complicated.”
“...Okay.”
He took a second to decide. Once he made up his mind, he started giving his instructions.
“The first move is pawn to f3.”
“What does that mean?”
“Do you see the pawns?”
You laughed, because the way he said it sounded like he was talking to a kid. “Yes, I see the pawns!”
“Move the one on the F file up one square.” After a second you made your move, and it was his turn: pawn to e6. “Now pawn to g4.”
“What’s this opening called?”
He didn’t reply, instead, he was distracted by his chat. By now, everyone had already figured out what he was doing, and the messages they were sending made him laugh.
“Kenma?”
“It’s called the Fool’s Mate,” he said.
“Why?”
He had to push his microphone away from his face so you wouldn’t hear him laugh, but he pulled it back to say, “I think this is why.”
He made his next move: queen to h4. And a window popped up on his screen, You Won!
“What the fuck!”
“Good game.”
“Kenma, what the fuck!”
“You made it too easy.”
“Kenma.” You were whining his name, sinking into your chair. “This is why I don’t like you.”
“Everyone knew I would beat you, I just sped things up.”
“That’s not true!”
“You’re always such a sore loser,” he mumbled.
“You’re always a cheater.”
Twenty minutes later, you were in the middle of a real game - if Kenma telling you which moves to make could be considered real. And both of you had successful streams so far, your viewers none the wiser to the truth of your relationship.
It was easy, he realized, and fun. He hated how funny you were, because you could make him laugh more than anyone, and he was sure he seemed completely lovesick.
“I think you should move the bishop,” Kenma suggested when you took more than two minutes to offer your next move.
“Uh…”
“The bishop.”
“I don’t remember which one that is!”
Kenma waited for you to figure it out, and then you moved your queen.
And he was truly disappointed, because that was the one move you shouldn’t have made. He couldn’t even laugh.
“You just sacrificed your queen.”
“I don’t even know what that means!”
“Babe - that was a total blunder!” His queen captured yours, and he realized this may have been a complete waste of time. “You lost your most important piece!”
“I thought that was the bishop, Ken!”
He sighed, acting as dramatic as possible. “You haven’t learned a thing. It’s basically game over, now,” and he scanned the chess board on his screen, looking for the quickest way to end the game.
He looked over at his chat to see it was being spammed with question marks, and then his phone vibrated with a message from you.
It read, “you just let the cat out of the bag.”
“Oh,” he said. He laughed, because he only just realized what he said - the nickname had slipped before he could catch himself - and something awkward started to settle. But he shrugged it off. “Oops.”
He started texting you back until you said, “are you disappointed in me, babe?”
“Oh my god.” He sat his phone down, ignoring your message completely. “Stop flirting with me.”
“You said it first!”
“It was an accident!”
You texted him again. “Should we just tell them?”
He typed back, “I think so.”
“Okay, wait,” you said. “Everyone go look at Kenma’s stream. He’s going to do something really cool while I go to the bathroom.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He opened your stream in another tab and watched you get up from your seat.
Everyone in your chat and his was confused - as was he.
Then, his door opened, and you walked in.
“What are you doing?” he laughed.
“I wanted to come say hi.” You walked over to him, grabbing the back of his chair and turning it back and forth just to bother him. “Wait, are you streaming?”
He scoffed, but it was all affectionate. “You’re so dumb.”
You looked down at his screen and waved, “hi chat!” and then noticed he had your stream on his second monitor. “You’re watching my stream!”
“Yeah, I’m a fan,” he joked.
He knew the chat would be filled with questions and reactions, but he didn’t care at all. He found this entire thing hilarious, and judging by the smirk on your face, you did too.
When you finally got back to your room, you sat down as if nothing had even happened.
“Okay, can you teach me what a Queen’s Gambit is?”
“No, because you can’t even tell me which piece is the queen.”
Later that night when you had both ended your livestreams, both of you made your own posts on twitter acknowledging the announcement you’d made. Kenma posted a photo of you with his cat in your lap - the one that had been his phone wallpaper since he’d taken it. You posted the first selfie you’d taken together - both without captions, because there was no explanation required.
And if you kept acting like you hated Kenma during your stream, he’d be the only one allowed to call your bluff.
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send a request for a drabble and i might write it :)
#(posting at 7 am cuz im just excited to post.)#i love u kris <3 thank u for the writing inspiration#this was actually so fun to write#and i wouldnt have written it if u hadnt asked me to lmao#i love it!#ive missed writing like this ;-;#everything i write is so COMPLICATED but its so fun to just write something SIMPLE!!!!!!#kenma kuzome#kenma kozume x reader#kenma kozume x you#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x you#haikyuu x y/n#fluff#haikyuu oneshot
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for something as trivial and simple those feelings sure are hard to get rid of
also made a gif a version for fun + alt version with no tears under the cut
the gif is in very low resolution...this is a feature (i could make it bigger but that would require saving each frame individually and than glueing it all together. also i feel like low resolution suits it better. aesthetically and fits the mood)
#hs#homestuck#dirk strider#eye strain#probably? if you think i should tag something else let me know!!#anyway hooray its time for rambling in the tags#so uhhh heres the teæ i've been sick for like a week and you know how it is when suddenly your throat becomes the main gunk warehouse#and you can't breathe lol. wish i could just pull it out. anywaaayy this is basically a vent piece for me being sick lol#also i could draw remotively the same thing with kris deltarune. oh how easy it is to project having a cold#though i have been also experiencing troubles with feelings recently as well....how fitting for dirk#speaking of the man himself (enough of me) his relationship with his own Heart...is peculiar to say the least#the thing i love about alphakids is that despite being so feral they were. so relatable. i cannot stress this enough how unwell they are an#and how they represented being a teen so well. yeah being 15 years old makes that to you#imagine being an emotional mess and trying to fit the 'norm' and act normal about your friends so youre not offputting#and then you fall in love with you friend and your ai clone falls in love with him too looool noone makes out of this one alive#uhh literally. godtiering stuff and dying remember#and speaking of it. tw for suicidal talk for the rest of tags#do you ever think dirk was suicidal. of course the part of when he teleports his head to jake was totally planned and he knew he would ->#wake up as dreamself but. don't you think the moment he cut his head off was sort of. cathartic. how much did he hate his own guts#beheading himself not only for the plan...but also because he thought he 'deserved' it#also wow he is a Prince and was literally beheaded don't you think its funny hahaa#sigh poor thing#this has ended on a not the very pleasant note hm#also fckkkkkk i didn't draw anything with rose/mary for the lesbian visabilty week#(putting the slash because tumblr search system has a dumb gag with showing you posts that contain the tag inside the other tag.#and i don't want this post to show up for the ros/mary fans because it's not!!!! its rose's father emotional crisis post!!!!)#update YOOOO WHAT THE HELL THE GIF HAS EVEN LESS PIXELS THEN I PLANNED fantastic#this your breakfast now tumblr. enjoy your crunchy flakes of dirks meltdown. mwah
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a lot has been said about bokris story the last few days but it genuinely makes me emotional like idk whether it's platonic or romantic these boys LOVE each other they are each others music inspiration motivation they've known each other for like half of their lives and their connection is super strong and i can't imagine how they feel looking at each other knowing how far they've come together as friends/colleagues/boys with big dreams i'm just-
#imagine being the musical inspiration for a guy who's father is THE MUSICIAN of the country#imagine realising how far your obsession has taken your life#kris guštin#bojan cvjetićanin#joker out
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Imagine Berdly didn't just fall after the Queen fight but Kris caught him :P
#deltarune#kris dreemurr#art#krerdly#kris x berdly#fanart#deltarune fanart#krispy chicken#kerdly#THEM#i love em#my fav ship#i will go crazy#thank god they exist#or i will explode#like i just imagine#if kris caught the guy and he didnt fall#it will be so akward for Berdly#and idk i feel like Kris wouldnt be a little bit more slow to the whole romantic thing#anyway enjoy my montly ship art :3
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