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@inclususbody
Hey guys sorry I havent been on, I have been trying to write but had to go to the doctor and all that, (im fine now!!), so gonna take it easy this weekend and then try to write some stuff after work next week if I can!
Sorry I’ve been gone! Just having a small mental reset week for myself!! Should be active again this weekend
@atechalk starter call starter //
“...I never was able to taste your shampoo.” And you let your first intrusive thought of the day win right away Kris, congratulations! You took another sip of your hot chocolate while staring outside the window of QC’s Diner. Ever since you started coming here with Susie, it had become like a second home to you again. A nice place away from home but where you still felt safe.
And well she was one of the reasons that feeling was there. You look down at the shared appetizer of fries that your mother was oh so kind to sponsor for the both of you. Before grabbing a hand full of them and shoving them into your mouth…Normally, your mom will tell you not to eat like this. But she isn’t here and you knew Susie wouldn’t mind! After swallowing the fries you look at Susie and slightly tilt your head.
“What did mine taste like?” You never were curious prior to her letting you know she did it…Maybe you should taste your own shampoo too.
continued. // @inclususbody
was this how it felt to be a piano ...
as silly a thought it was, it can't help but float through your mind as you feel their fingertips dance across your cheeks. eyes instinctively squeeze shut as you simply ... take in the moment.
a moment of quiet vulnerability ... tranquility. the calm within the storm. for a moment it felt like nothing else mattered ... like it was just the two of you.
( your heart flutters ... your cheeks glow as red as your nose )
... if only you'd realized that you'd fallen right into their trap. just as you were starting to get comfortable ( you had even started to reach for their cheeks, too ... )
" wh - what ?? what, what, what ?? "
quickly, you find yourself returning to reality. as they gently pinch your cheeks ... continuously. you want to get mad, you want to scold them and tell them to stop but ...
gosh !! how long has it been since you've heard them laugh like that !!
... maybe you'll let them keep at it for a bit. it kinda tickled ... actually.
you even find yourself laughing a bit, too.
" fahaha -- kris ... stop that ... !! "
When she asked you to stop, you finally let go of her cheeks. A small grin still displayed on your face, you let your hands rest next to you before you close your eyes. This was nice, a nice fleeting moment before you continue your duties in this prophecy.
You wish you could talk to Noelle about them, about it. But you know it’s wrong to do so, you should let her believe the dream was just that and you and Susie can handle the world saving part for now.
“You’re bright red.” The smile changed into a small smirk before you opened your eyes to look at her once more. “I can tell Susie about this to help her learn more.” You nod a few times at your own suggestion. Speaking of, you looked down at your phone and noticed that there was no new notification.
And then your stomach grumbled a bit…Right you haven’t eaten yet…That was a bit embarrassing. And now your own face started to get a bit red too.
🥱 she yawns ....
You were mindlessly walking around Castle Town when you spotted Tockette, it had been some time since you spoke to her so you wanted to see how she was doing. You slowly made your way to her trying to see if she was doing anything important when you noticed she had yawned. You stopped for a moment, before slightly tilting your head.
“Do you need rest?” You walked up so now you were standing side by side to her, looking over to see what she was doing. “Or is it not your time yet for you to sleep?” It was a bit of a snarky comment, but it was meant more as a joke but your delivery will need a bit of help…And by a bit a lot. You’re really bad at this.
“Do you want me to have someone get you something to help?”
* YOUR HORROR, YOUR DEVASTATION, YOUR PAIN, YOUR ANGUISH. you have seen it all already, felt it all. the disgust towards yourself, the detestment towards your own body, the hatred towards your INABILITY to fight against influence ——— it is not foreign to you. it is not foreign to them. your tears, their tears, a culmination of feelings boiling into FEAR of being unable to prevent it all. you already failed once. knowing it all frightens them. it makes them tick, it makes them feel and sound irrational but you know that this is the most in tune they have ever felt with themselves. you attribute loneliness, the lack of REASSURANCE from anybody else that can ever understand to this break. they shatter like glass, cutting themselves in their own thoughts. this TERROR is something that you know they have to face.
you have reached an END. yet with this power, this will that continues to burn brighter and brighter, you know that they can trudge on towards a beginning where they shall never COWER ever again. firmer, you reach out. you feel as if you had sprouted wings. your touch is cold, yet your gaze remains truthful. THEY will not stray. you two will find a way to prevent this pain.
" you won't let it happen. " because now, their CONVICTION is far stronger than your own. their anger, their vehement denial of what occurred. they are taking a step in the right direction, processing everything even if it accepting it will take far longer. yet it is fine for these seeds of doubt will fix its own self, wrapping along its own body so that something BEAUTIFUL will bloom. this ache will disappear eventually & so will you.
and slowly, this barrier that keeps you apart WANES before your very hands. yet you are incorporeal. your chest aches and with it, so do their own, as if reacting to the shift the steady makings of what it means to SOLIDIFY one's stance in this world. tender is the touch that embraces them, longing to be remembered. to serve them is your purpose, leading them to make your will their own. ours.
" we will become stronger. " a matchstick lit on fire to pass its brightness to a candle which will INSPIRE the color. warmth that was absent for you will never be unfound in them, their heart whole even if heavy.
they will bear HOPE in their heart slowly. " you've tried to help her before. now is the time to SUCCEED. " because you always believed that a person's worst moments won't make them a bad person. you know their virtues. you know where their HEART lies. despite everything, it's still you.
You won’t let this happen.
A small statement that will bring ruin to this world, a small statement that is a prophecy of destruction and violence that your own hands will accomplish. A small statement that will ring out loudly to the very core of this world. The moment you start to feel like the barrier begins to wane, you slowly open your eyes and look up at the figure once more. At yourself in all their horrific angelic beauty.
Your rage has begun to subside, but you are staring at them. Staring at yourself, at someone who wished to do the right thing but did not have the strength to do it. Who couldn’t resist the strength IT had. But, it’s clear they think you do. That you do have the power to continue in a path that will lead to not hurting anyone again. You stare at them, and soon with a force hidden within you. You lunge forward, breaking the waning barrier between the both of you. Your hands outreached towards their neck, wishing to grasp at this part of you in some way. However there is both something and nothing to grab, you can tell you're supposed to feel something here, yet that sensation is not there.
After this realization, you let your hands drop to your side, but you continue to stare at them with red watery eyes. This moment, you aren’t sure if you hate it or need it. But you know it is important for you…Important for us.
“How will we become stronger? I want to make sure, I never hurt them…Never hurt her.”
You did not care for strength, at least not until now. Now, you realize you need it, you need to grow stronger. You need to grow beyond the cage, you need to become the arc. The one who will safely guide everyone to the proper end. And if that end is not satisfying.
You’ll both destroy this world and rebuild it to where a satisfying end is made.
@tv-t1me continued from [x]
Seeing the sudden burst of movement from Tenna, and the stock explosion as well of course, caused you to jump a bit. You weren’t really expecting this sort of reaction. Truthfully, you were really unsure what sort of reaction you were expecting. When you see him fall over, you couldn’t help but grin just slightly. You know it isn’t correct to laugh at someone falling, but seeing Tenna like that even for just for a moment was nice.
When he asks the question, you nod and you start to dig around within your pocket. Or as people like to refer to it as the bottomless hole inventory. After a bit of searching you pull out your old console. You had Ralsei build it from schematics and information you provided to him so you can have a game console in the Dark World as well.
“I want to play Super Smashing Fighters…I had Ralsei build the console and stuff, and we made sure to make it work with any sort of port.” You did want to play the game of course, but it was also a small cry for just a moment of the old times…A moment between you and Tenna, a moment from before all this. Before all the trouble you caused, and before everything started to fall apart.
A small sad smile grows on your face as you stare down at the console in your hands. “I also…Had him make a 2nd controller, so you can play too instead of just watching if you’ll like.”
You guys think tenna got a lot of his fighting moves from fighting games? like the man casually raging demons the credits...So like Tenna has to have like some wild aerials too cause of super smashing fighters
Will I have the strength for this?
Idk but I have off tomorrow and no plans until like 4 pm my time so uh!!
Like this post for a starter, and no cap at all!!! If we already have a thread we will have another!!
Sorry no posts tonight! I play tcgs on Wednesday and thursday and don’t get home till late so yeah!!! But if any mutuals want you can like this post and I’ll hand my discord!!
🎁 - for my muse to cup your muse’s face with their hands .
Your fingers dance gently on her cheeks, almost as if they are touching something fragile, something that you can break with the simplest of pressure.
You weren’t sure how you two got to this quiet moment, a moment of peace and quiet, a moment that reflects nothing more but the light between the both of you. Your fingers crease her face, ensuring that she feels protected and cared for. Something so vulnerable that you aren’t sure you can always offer her, yet here you are offering this moment of gentleness.
And that’s when it happens, when you have sprained your trap. Quickly, your fingers pinch down on her cheeks and a devious grin has grown on your face. You weren’t here for this soft moment, you weren’t here for a gentle nothingness…No you were here to cause problems when no one was around to scold you!
So you did! And you started to pull on her cheeks repeatedly, however not strong enough to actually hurt her but that isn’t something you would mention…You were okay with her thinking you didn’t have a lot of strength from time to time.
A playful laughter erupts from you as you continue being a nuisance to Noelle.
* YOU RESONATE WITH THEIR FEELINGS. their anger, their frustrations, what they know and what you do NOT all fizzling into one cohesive memory. you can barely grasp it, your heart too big yet too distant at the same time. they need to let it out on you. you want this kris to be MEAN to you. nobody else would understand ——— no one else will ever be able to carry this burden. so you extend grace, the olive branch that was always far too out of reach if not nonexistent at all while you wandered AIMLESSLY within the abyss of your own mind while you tried your best to make it right.
you hurt so much more people than they could ever know. you harmed noelle, you harmed berdly, you harmed ralsei, you harmed the dark world. you HARMED susie. why ? you do not know. by virtue of all heavens, you knew deep down that you never had the desire to maim people that you VALUE more than your own self. so why did you do it ? being the subject of their ire pricks. and it burns. and it aches. and you SHATTER. yet you pull yourself back together. if you fall apart now then who else will try to correct the wrongs that have taken place ? how else would you help them ESCAPE this relentless torment ?
a BITTER laugh. you look at yourself ; the person that they call you. you are by no means holy, you are sinful. scum. lower than low. yet you know that they are not BEYOND a sense of salvation. you know that they would never allow that being to ever overwrite everyone that they hold dear. not again. " you won't let it happen again. " you repeat, like a mantra that you will sing to yourself in the DEAD of the night. something set in stone so that the cold will never find them ever again. you do not want a bleak fate.
you want them to HOPE.
you do not want them to believe in flimsy things such as : destiny. not anymore. not ever again. this weakness will become STRENGTH. this much you know. " fight back against it. " never succumb to it like you did, too terrified to push back that you lost your VOICE to the void. your voice echoes in this abyss. you are a reality that they must accept.
" you will protect her. "
( and i will save you. )
You slam on the barrier, each impact doing nothing to the thin clear glass that is protecting them from you. From your rage, your despair, your sorrows, your hope…Your determination. This thin unbreakable glass is protecting them from you, but also in truth, it is holding you back from acceptance. Acceptance that they were not at fault, they suffered just like you did, they feared just like you did, wept like you did.
But they’ve done it for so much more than you did. Slowly the pounding stops, your balled up hands still pressed firmly on the barrier. Soon, your body’s weight caused you to shift downwards until you rested on your knees. Tears still flowing freely, and then you hear the laugh and comments they said to you.
Why were they laughing? Why would anyone in their position find joy in this moment? In this moment of self discovery and destruction. In this fleeting moment of weary acceptance. You couldn’t find the strength, not now.
You know of their sins, your sins, our sins. You know of their wrongs you so dreadfully hope to avoid. Their words put the weight of the world on your shoulders, no heavier than the world and the galaxy. Whatever the weight was, it was too much yet not enough. It was baggage you struggled to carry but knew you could carry more than a ton’s worth and still be fine.
“What if…I can’t?” The question is soft and fragile, the words slipping out in a voice you haven’t heard in what felt like eons…Your voice, unfiltered,uninterrupted, unmoving.
“What if I’m not strong enough for this? What if I break? What if I can’t protect her?! Anything but her please. They can take this whole world if it meant we wouldn’t hurt her!” With each sentence your voice grew, it grew and grew. Into something no longer controllable by anyone but yourself. The growth is small, the growth is almost nonexistent at this point but.
Deep down a light will start to form…With their help.
“What if I do it all again?!”
misc action memes
the one sending in the prompt is the one comitting the action . [ add * for role reversal ! ]
🤚 - to offer your muse a hand in dance . 🤕 - to dress your muse’s wound . 🎀 - to braid / brush your muse’s hair . 🗡️ - to point a weapon at your muse . 👑 - to bow down before your muse . ☀️ - to kiss your muse’s hand . 🧋 - to offer your muse a drink . 💎 - to try to steal something from your muse . 🚬 - to light your muse’s cigarette . 🙄 - for my muse to roll their eyes at yours . 💐- to gift a bouquet of flowers . 😴 - to fall asleep on your muse . 🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket . 🌻 - for my muse to suddenly hold your muse’s hand . ❗️ - for my muse to hold your muse’s chin as a way of getting attention . 🔔 - for my muse to wake yours from a nightmare . 🎁 - for my muse to cup your muse’s face with their hands . ⭐️ - for my muse to stargaze with yours . 💍 - for my muse to tie a piece of jewelry around your muse’s neck or wrist . ❤️ - for my muse to kiss yours on the forehead . 👋 - for my muse to tug at your muse’s sleeve for attention . 🥱 - for my muse to yawn loudly . 🌸 - to place a flower crown on your muse’s head . 🦁 - to snarl / growl at your muse . 🤝 - for my muse to reach out their hand for a handshake . 💥 - to push your muse aside . 🖕 - for my muse to flash their middle finger at your muse . 🌹 - for my muse to blush . 🌼 - to give your muse a piggyback . 🌾 - for my muse to catch yours from falling / fainting . 🟠 - for my muse to pace back and forth . 🤺 - to challenge your muse to a sparring match . 🩹 - to trace your muse’s scars . 👁 - to glare at your muse . ✨ - for your muse to catch mine shirtless . 🎵 - for my muse to catch yours singing in secret . 💧 - for my muse to wipe away your muse’s tears . 🧽 - to wipe / clean blood off your muse . 😢 - for my muse to be caught crying . 💪 - for my muse to flex their muscles . ✊ - for my muse to hit yours . 😶🌫️ - to be caught hiding from something . 🧍 - to block your muse’s path . 🌡 - to check your muse’s temperature . 🪦 - to see yours by a grave . 🚶 - to go on a long walk together . ⚡ - to take shelter from a storm together . 👀 - to be caught staring at your muse . 🪴 - for your muse to lean on my muse for support . 🧨 - to pin your muse against the wall . ⚔️ - to fight against enemies together . 🪞 - to catch my muse trying to compose themselves in front of a mirror . 🤫 - for my muse to place a finger to their lips, shushing your muse . 👞 - for my muse to help yours get dressed . 🤗 - to hug your muse . 🩸 - to approach your muse soaked in blood . 🛡️ - for my muse to protect yours from harm . ☃️ - to build a snowman together .
Bro why do my rp partners put out bangers when I’m at work. Why must I suffer
Back at it again at Krispy Kreme
I think every boss with the freedom leitmotif, so anyone that isn't Roaring Knight, had a key impact on Kris' growth as a person and to show that Kris does have the power to handle things on their own with the right help and Kris learns from them in one way or another.
Through Jevil, Kris learned that sometimes all it takes is a change in mentality to figure things out. To Jevil, they were never trapped or locked away. No they had all the freedom in the world. Sure Jevil grew bored after sometime but, they never saw what they had as lacking, it was more then enough all they wanted was to play a few games here and there and Kris was more then happy to provide that.
With Spamtom, sure Kris found him weird at first...And maybe slightly dangerous from the start as well. However, seeing the connection between one another is what truly scared Kris, but it also helped them understand. Understand that sheer force and raw power isn't enough sometimes to cut your strings...You need more then that, and Kris knows that now and works towards truly cutting their strings slowly but surely.
And then finally Gerson, while Kris may have been on the side line for this. This fight made them realize that, the world isn't only on their shoulders...They have friends that care for them and will be there through thick and thin, and that together...They may be able to tell their own story, not follow this pre-determined fate. Together they can over come it.
I think Kris and the entity known as SOUL have a really weird partnership. Kris clearly doesn't enjoy SOUL being there all too much, even more since it can take away their anatomy and make choices that Kris doesn't agree with or refuses to make. However, SOUL does need Kris and their power as well.
So it's this weird symbiotic relationship where they need one another yet they struggle to work together and a fear is born because of that. Kris has gotten nightmares of what SOUL can truly do (Snowgrave route), so they know the power it has over them. So it does scare them, however it does seem like currently the SOUL is on their side...Even if they don't agree fully on everything.
But there is always that fear, that fear that the SOUL learns too much or does something that Kris won't be able to stop. And the fear that they are slowly losing themselves as well.
continued, with @inclususbody.
in all her glory, it is exactly who kris imagines it to be. baseball bat held in hand and slung across a shoulder stands dess, just how she always was. hair fluffy with streaks of red, cheek turned upwards into a sly grin, eyes hooded with mischief. but something was different.
"There's a city beyond here that plagues the light pollution, did you know?"
despite her ever cheery demeanor, there's a hint of darkness that surrounds her. so faint, one would never detect it in the light world, but kris . . . well, dess was sure they could feel it.
"Been a long time, huh, kid? Or would you say it's been too soon, I wonder?"
Well, at the very least this confirms it is not a nightmare…But then, you quickly feel for your chest. And it’s silent, nothing resonating from within you…Good you’re in the clear, you couldn’t let IT find out anything…At least not now, after all. You were still playing this game of truces with everyone after all.
You let out a sigh of relief, before staring at Dess…Or at least this version of her.
“I want to see the stars.”
Simple, almost child-like…A stark reminder that the weight of the world rests on the shoulders of a young teenager barely in high school that holds an entity within them that needs safe passage to the end of this tale.
“..It has been some time..Yes” The words have trouble leaving your mouth, a form of shyness oozing from them. You’re still getting used to this…Used to her covered in a darkness even here.
“...Are you okay?”