#krisma

[ilcovodelbikersgrunf]

KRISMA tra i pionieri della new wave italiana

[catrinita-jadez]

MY GRANDMA HAS ORDERED A LA MUERTE AND MARIA FUNKO POP IS GONNA ARRIVE SOON FOR KRISMA I THINK IN NOVEMBER.

LET'S FUCKING GO, MY FAVORITE LADIES ARE COMING!!!

[politicadelkrisma]

“En ese poder del auto-control yace la semilla de la eterna libertad”.

— Paramahansa Yogananda

[stencilites]

[fard-rock-blog]

Fard Rock Classic: Clandestine Anticipation

Artista: Krisma Etichetta: CGD Anno: 1982 Nell’ennesimo periodo di transizione nella carriera di Maurizio Arcieri e Christina Moser, la cifra stilistica dei Krisma arrivò ad essere in piena linea con i tempi. Sebbene Clandestine Anticipation nascondesse nel titolo un piccolo peccato di vanagloria, rimane un disco in sintonia perfetta con la produzione del pop d’avanguardia di quei primi anni 80.…

[maquina-semiotica]

Krisma, "Black Silk Stocking" #NowPlaying

[m-a-86]

#RIP#legends#riscoprire#Krisma Christina Moser (1952-2022) Cantante e compositrice svizzera, cofondatrice, assieme al marito Maurizio Arcieri, del duo musicale Krisma💖🔝🎤⚡👏🏻🥲 https://www.instagram.com/p/CmNtcSFoMVu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bygabyii]

Random things I did in the dawn yesterday (I was sleepy but thinking about them) trying to organize and think about my point of view on the three... I don't even have to say it's a bit confusing 😔

I get the whole player thing but...

Since I like the red headband theory I feel like Ralsei would prefer Kris a bit more because... He's part of Kris. But even if he is, would they still like him when he finally tries to... be.. not Ralsei ... But HIMSELF?

I mean his name still Ralsei ofc, but not the idealization of what Ralsei should be? But rather him being himself?...

Also, would Ralsei still like Kris if (Kris be themself, without the soul?

In a way I feel like yes bc... If they grew up "together" and lost each other (Kris loosing the headband) It means that they both have this more stronger connection since childhood, right?

And also the thing of REAL Kris (without the soul) talked with Ralsei without us in the scene

↑↑ An addendum that I wrote these texts when I was sleepy so I don't know if you understood what I'm trying to say very well 😔

So yeah!; it's just to show some little things really, so it's a draft of ideas and I should sleep a bit more 😭

[missowo]

I tried to make the ugliest sweater as I could for my au,, my doormaker sans and kris (+jevil and spamton) are definitely not disaster squads at all. i remember this comic when I was in a kid, so why not I draw them? I am having fun with it,, :D

background belong to @xpau-official !!!

doormaker sans with his big sweater,,

kris only stealing present for susie,,,, I wish I also draw susie too, maybe for later,,

[krirebr]

For MTT: what if Ransom was actually looking forward to the arrangement, sick of dating and the party scene. When he sees reader it’s love at first sight for him at least.

Chelsea! This was a great ask, but answering it was hard for me. Maybe because MTT has so fully taken over my brain and trying to change it just a little tripped all sorts of internal booby traps for me.

Regardless, I was able to come up with something. Here is an alternate version of their first meeting where Ransom isn't a complete dick from his POV. But because I'm me, I, of course, can't just let these two be happy right away. Even in this alternate, alternate universe.

And somehow, even though this fought me the whole way, it's still well over 1k words. I don't know how.

No Way of Knowing

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Warnings: Explicit language, references to forced marriage and forced pregnancy, angst

Ransom was furious when Harlan and Linda told him. Absolutely livid. How dare they dictate his life like this! Yes, most of his friends had already entered into similar arrangements years ago, but he was doing fine the way he was!

And they were so fucking smug when they told him. ‘Oh, it’ll be so good for you.’ ‘It’s about time you settled down and joined the real world.’ Fuck that.

But. When he got home and had a chance to think calmly about it, without his mother’s resting smug face glaring at him, what was he doing, really? He was inching ever closer to forty and sleeping with random socialites just wasn’t as fun as it used to be. Almost all of his friends were married, so he didn’t really see much of them anymore. He was kind of lonely if he let himself admit it. Would this really be so terrible, if he did it for himself and not for them?

The pregnancy clause was admittedly awful but if you took the narrow timeline away for a minute, he could actually see wanting to be a father. He’d do it right, wouldn’t treat his kids the way his parents had treated him. This didn’t have to be the worst thing.

So he spent the next week going through the binder they’d given him, did what he could to get to know you. You were young, which made him a little nervous, but it wasn’t the largest age gap he’d seen in one of these things, and you were still very much an adult. You seemed intelligent (your fucking test scores were in there, which just seemed like a wild invasion of privacy) and sweet. You had a dog, which wasn’t ideal, but at least it was small, so he hoped he’d be able to tolerate it.

All in all, you didn’t seem like the typical society fare that Linda liked to parade in front of him. He dared to hope that that would hold true once he met you. That opportunity came faster than he was ready for. Just a week after he’d signed the papers, he was sitting in a restaurant, waiting for you. He already had his Macallan 18, trying to get some liquid courage before you appeared. 

You were a few minutes early and seemed surprised but pleased that he was already there. He stood up as you approached the table, partly to be polite and partly to get a better look at you. You were beautiful. Gorgeous. It was shocking, really, the way you took his breath away. That’d never happened before. 

“Hi,” you said softly as you stood opposite him and extended your hand, then gave him your name.

“Hi,” he said, somewhat stupidly. He swallowed and tried to pull himself together. “I’m Ransom,” he said. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, too,” you said, cautiously, as you sat across from him and he sat back down. “Have you ordered yet?”

He shook his head, “Just a drink. I’m ready to order food whenever, but I’m in no rush.”

You nodded and after you briefly looked at the menu, he signaled the server over. He couldn’t stop watching you as you ordered. You asked a lot of questions about their wine selection. It seemed like you knew what you were talking about. He found himself wanting you to tell him all about it, how you knew so much, why you liked it. He just wanted to listen to you. 

Once the server was gone, you looked over at him warily. You were so nervous. He wanted to reach across the table and gently hold your hand, but he wasn’t sure how it’d be received. “So,” you said carefully, “I guess we should talk about how this is going to go.”

He nodded, a little disappointed that you wanted to get down to business straight away. He wanted to just talk, get to know you, take some time, but he supposed that he couldn’t blame you for wanting to get the hard parts out of the way. “I have a house,” he said, “just outside Boston. I think you’ll like it. It’s big, in a good neighborhood, quiet. But I’m not sure how suitable it will be for starting a family. That’s something we’ll have to talk about once you’ve seen it.”

You looked at him, shocked. “Start a family? Don’t you think you’re getting ahead of yourself? We’ve only just met.”

The bottom dropped out of his stomach. Oh no. “Didn’t they tell you? You didn’t read the contract?” There was no way. They couldn’t have been that cruel.

He could see the panic rising in your eyes. “They didn’t give me any time to read it,” you said, your voice wavering. “What didn’t they tell me?”

Fucking shit. How could they have done that to you? And now he had to be the one to break the news. He cleared his throat and tried to speak calmly, gently. “There's a clause in the contract. We’ll need to conceive a child within the first year.”

“What.” you whispered.

He didn’t say anything, wanting to give you time to process. And he was afraid that if he tried to speak right now, his voice would come out far too angry. He needed to find out who was responsible for this, who had treated you so terribly.

“A baby,” you breathed. “With you? Right away.”

“They should have told you. Talked to you about it. I’m so sorry, you shouldn’t have found out this way.” He wasn’t sure you heard him. You just stared straight ahead.

That, of course, was when the server brought out the food. The sound of your plate hitting the table right in front of you seemed to bring you back to the here and now. You looked down at it and shook your head and then looked back at him. “I don’t think I’m very hungry,” you said. 

“That’s fine. We–” 

You stood up, interrupting him. “I’m sorry,” you said, both your voice and body very stiff, “but I need to go.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, desperate to get you to change your mind, to fix this. “I’d really like you to stay, so we can have a chance to talk.”

You shook your head. “No,” you said, your voice resolute. “I can’t tonight. Maybe– Maybe we can talk another time.” 

And then you turned around and walked away, leaving Ransom reeling. He would spend the rest of his meal thinking about all the ways he would make this up to you, earn your trust, win you over. 

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[krismasau]

The Aurora Borealis Krismas Deltarune MAP IS COMPLETE! Come and support 42 talented artists and animators as we tell the story of the Snowgrave route though the lens of Noelle's favorite holiday!

[bandzhoe9194]

New AU I'm working on lmao

Evan, Brian, Scotty, Nogla and Kris as merpeople, still have one more to draw and I can bet yall can guess who it is lmao

[neblosinha]

back to my deltarune babies <3 IT'S STILL KRISMAS, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN WITH 'IT'S FEBRUARY ALREADY'

[deltarune-au-domain]

*But... It was too late.

[thesouloftoast]

Krismas Tree :> I’d like to believe the two got along to some mischief as kids on ocasion.

[maquina-semiotica]

Krisma, "Black Silk Stocking"