#ooc: Kris Speaks

[angelsgame-au]

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Kris uses they/them pronouns ONLY in this AU

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[bruisedconscience-reblogs]

en mi cabeza he says.. thank u james roday rodriguez i love when u speak spanish :3c

[ask-the-virtual-council]

Wow.

I HAVE SO MANY APOLOGIES TO MAKE.

WHAT HAVE I DONE.

Well, time to start this show back up!

I LOVE EVERY ONE OF YOU. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT .

Please don't be angry-

Please don't be angry-

Please don't be angry-

[abyssembraced]

Given that you get something like this whenever you backtrack after completing any of the mouse puzzles in Cyber City:

I like to think that Rouxls had been following Kris/the Fun Gang around for a decent chunk of time prior to his fight. At least during the City section of the Cyber World, anyway; before then, he was probably doing all the stuff that Swatch and Sweet, Cap'n, and K_K talked about. And after that he was preparing for his battle with them in the Acid River.

Exactly why he was following them, I haven't decided. What feels the most likely to me though is that he was searching for Noelle, since he had overheard that Queen was looking for her and wanted to impress her by capturing Noelle himself and delivering her to her. But he uh. Didn't actually know what Noelle looked like, so he never realized that the new reindeer Lightner that Kris was exploring with was the person he was looking for. ...And then he also got distracted by the Inferiore Puzzles That Daredst To Showeth Their Patheticke Faces To Him; The Great Duke Of Puzzles dgshshdfs.

It's also possible that Rouxls was teleporting back and forth between Kris & Noelle and Susie & Ralsei, spying on both pairs (since hey, if he was looking for this "Noelle" person who he didn't know the appearance of, why would he exclusively stick around Kris?). And if so, that opens up the possibility for a thread (or multiple) with Susie and/or Ralsei to be set during that time!

Though... Perhaps there was also a (very very small, he would insist) part of him that wanted to check in on Kris specifically, because he knew that Lancer was still with them.

[dreamingdragonscion]

To Everyone I Know, With Love From Tiki <3

The blank page of the reflective assignment stared back at her, unmoving and not even a speck of ink nor paint coloured the canvas before her. Tiki continued to stare at the blank parchment with a scrunched face, swinging her legs back and forth in attempts to help rack her brain. The white paper taunted her and the little manakete threw herself into the soft plush bed behind her desk. “It's not fair!” She wailed into her pillow, stuffing her face into the soft covers and rolling around and around on her bed before pulling the pillow down, away from her face, still on the bed as she stared at the ceiling with shiny jade eyes. “I can’t choose just one person to write about who I appreciate.” She whined into the pillow, burying herself under the many layers of blankets on her bed. 

Holding up under the blanket fort, Tiki curled up like a petty child, refusing to leave her tiny cave until she could figure a way out of this plight. She had already been scolded for being late on the assignment, and her teachers refused to give her extra time for the assignment. The reflective essay was already submitted by all the students on the campus and she was the only one. 

The only one, who had yet to decide what to write. 

Peeking out from under the covers at her desk where the blank sheet of paper fluttered in the slight breeze that billowed through her curtains, Tiki stuck out her tongue at it, making faces at it in disdain. The winds picked up a little bit more and the paper was blown off the table, waving in the air as it landed on the small pile of varied items in the corner of her room. Pulling herself out from under the covers, Tiki crawled over to her little hoard and she picked up the paper from her precious pile. 

The many trinkets that were precariously balancing on each other fell over onto the floor, spilling over the ground with a shuffle of sounds. With a pouty huff, Tiki began to pile the trinkets back into their extremely carefully balanced pile, but as she picked up the trinkets one by one, she paused on each and every one of them. 

Her fingers ruffled through the scarf that Xane once had, but this piece was long torn off by the heat of the battle back on Archanea. “I like Xane because he taught me how to feel more free and happy. His tricks are mean sometimes but I find it funny!” She placed his scarf aside. 

A red flower sat next to Xane’s scarf and Tiki held it to her nose, enjoying the scent from the dried pressed flower. The redness reminded her of Maria. “Sis Maria is always so happy and really good at healing. She feels like I have a real little sister, so I like her too!” She placed it together with a pale purple flower. “And Miss Deirdre… she feels like Mother. Its strange but I feel like I like Miss Deirdre too.”

There were other things that she remembered collecting from the ball. A shed feather from Leanne, a dried cherry from Mae that still smelled sweet in the little glass jar she put it in. A colourful gossamer powder of blue and red from Lilith, a deep green petal that reminded her of Kurth and even the strange card she received detailing Big Brother Artur. She smiled and appreciated them all, for being her friend, for coming to her and making her smile.

There was a small card in the pile and Tiki squealed, little fingers wrapped around the card and holding it towards the ceiling light. “This one is from Professor Dark! I love Professor Dark’s class and he is so funny and strong and nice! He says the funniest things and I love it! He makes me feel happy when we play games together!” Storing the card into a tiny box, Tiki continued through her pile.

Her fingers ruffled through the items and pulled out a broken sword handle, rusted on its ends and blunt from time. “I like Kris-Mar because he was really nice to me and he looked out for me a lot! He is a bit serious but he is brave enough to protect everyone!” And she touched the worn out hilt, pressing a thumb into it and pretending to swing the sword up and down before putting it into the hoard. 

A letter from Bantu was procured next, and Tiki took her time reading through it bit by bit, running her fingers over each word that she recited in her head, as if Bantu was speaking to her right there and then in the moment. She held the letter tight to her chest, hugging it with all her might. “I love Ban-Ban for saving me from that awful nightmare. For bringing me where I wanted to go, for showing me all the places I love and want to see.” 

Without putting down the letter, Tiki held up a pegasus feather, hugging it close to her chest. “I love Big Sister Caeda for being so nice to me, for baking me sweet treats, and for helping me when I feel sad. Oh, I love Big Sister Caeda when she takes me flying on her pegasus. She feels like a real big sister that I love so much!” And finally, the famous plush doll of the Hero-King. “Mar-Mar.” And her smile returned ever so warmly to her, reaching out hugging the doll tight. “I love Mar-Mar with all my heart. For protecting me, for being there for me when I felt lonely and sad. He saved me so many times, and I can never love Mar-mar enough.” She stood up, with a giggle. “If my love for Mar-mar could be counted it would be…” She squeezed her eyes to think for a number before she squealed. “Infinite!” The blank piece of parchment paper fell to the floor, touching her feet with a subtle lightness, and then it clicked. The teachers told her to write what she appreciated about people. 

It never said to write about only one. 

Putting all her treasure hoard on her table one by one. Tiki let the warmth in her heart inspire her to pick up the ink pen once more. Her messy penmanship scribbled over the paper in an attempt to write properly for once. 

“To every one I lov with all my haart.” She began with a smile, the sun shining on the paper and her smile from the window.

[jadedwrestleverse]

it’s 3am, i should be sleeping. but i’m being impulsive.

should i add shida? 🤔

[reindeer-dad]

No the furry ask is about humans who are fans of anthropamorphic animals.

( Referring to this ask )

Rudy now thinks Kris is a furry.

[rocketruled]

i've cleaned up all my icons here and i'm honestly so pleased with it

[bruisedconscience-reblogs]

I think the Goncharov fandom has something new to look forward to

my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor

[angelsgame-au]

*hiiii!

…

*Throws Kerdly fanart at you and runs*

The precious nerds 💚💙

[bruisedconscience-reblogs]

i have some wonderful bird lover artists on my dash & wanted to tell them both they appeared on my dash at the same time!

@tcustodisart & also @mpekamitzii 🥰 Y’all r both awesome artists and I dig your stuff ok bye!!

[ screenshot description: An artist drew a person cupping their ears. Text written on the image, in all capitals, reads “Same effect as cupping your ears”. On the post beneath the image, text reads “Various personal notes regarding Eurasian eagle owls and Great horned owls as a casual bird fan.” There are a few tags written on the post. Below that, a new post begins by a different artist, with the username “tcustodisart”. Their icon shows a red background, then a black raven-like bird wearing a black hat. The image on their post shows many raven-like birds in various poses. /end description ]

[bruisedconscience-reblogs]

NOOOO IM SO GULLIABLE I DIDNT SEE IT COMING THAT HES DR BAUER NOOOOOO I WISH HE HADNT BEEN THROWN OFF A BRIDGGGGGEE I LOVE HIMMMM NOOOOO LMAOOO

[bruisedconscience-reblogs]

i’m

dreaming

of a

[REDACTED]

Christmas…

Just like the ones I [static sounds]

Dan Hays Colorado Snow Effect 4 (with detail) 2007, oil on canvas

[iunctura-arch]

If I were to actually make Kris a HSR verse, they'd be Nihility but be prankin' everyone as if they followed Elation instead.

(they're dead inside)

[ilivetoservertheoperator]

"Hm…?"

My name is… not important. (Kristopher "Kris" Hoffmann)

Neither is my age. (Eternally 16)

Pronouns…? What are these questions?! (He/It/Gore)

Oh whatever. I'm not relevant. Speak with my operator ( @the-operator-ox )

ooc - creepypasta @respiratory-kristem

usual rules, general dnis, no nsfw, have fun ^^

tags?

@trashlike @sugarthebee @arsonist-lullabye @star-seeking-stray

@doakarma @fukuzawa-armeddaddyagency @myluckymoon

@fedya-the-rat-god

[a-blindsided-assassin]

"…Oh, were you speaking to me?"

My name is Kris.

…

Did you want more information? Ah…

I am nineteen, and I work at the Port Mafia.

Can you leave now…?

ooc - hihihi its @respiratory-kristem with BEAST kris !!! general dnis, no nsfw, have fun!!

@duckduckgoose-exe @doakarma @justsigma-bsd y'all were interested…?