#threecfhearts

[starfaite]

@threecfhearts replied to your post: lemon vc: whats the holdup

   ❝ I am busy, Lemon Soda Pop. I have like 20 hair appointments a day and before that i have 5 appointments to prepare for those 20 appointments.❞

[savefiled]

RUNNING AT LEMON AT TOP SPEED.

| @threecfhearts

[wintermulitplied]

@threecfhearts ; hibi vc: and? i'll be the founder of bitter mountain.

"How old are you, again?"

[theirluminarysoul]

✧ // @threecfhearts

Right off the bat alarm bells rang in Kris' mind, a cautious stare trained on the other human. Of course they knew, but what was it to Lemon? Why did they seem so interested in the clown's house? Out of everyone in this town, they wanted to know about that clown? Kris was missing something here.

"Sans and Papyrus," they responded, able to match the same attitude. If this stranger is going to cause trouble to the skeleton brothers, it might be time to alert somebody. For now, however, Kris is going to play this little game of the stranger's. "Why'd you wanna know? You want Sans? Psh, good luck. He's probably being lazy somewhere. Papyrus, on the other hand? Way too busy. Haven't seen the guy in ages."

[useup]

@threecfhearts said : they cross over to krissy's world entirely unannounced . carrying what seems to be a proper , notably red - tipped trident over their shoulder . lemon moves with the sort of muted giddiness often displayed in combat as they grasp krissy's hand and tug , in apparent hurry . " i've got until tomorrow , max . a car , i mean . and this . let's go . " ( vaguely sinister but otherwise excited date ... just for krissy <3 )

lately , it has been impossible to shake their fixation over the next time they can see lemon . krissy pores endlessly over a mental calendar to deliberate when their schedules might next align . they send short , blunt texts ( that almost read like demands ... ) campaigning for their companionship . the time where they could part without any protest is so far behind the pair , a distant memory ; krissy adopts the look of a particularly pathetic kicked puppy and howls when the time comes for lemon to inch towards the door .

which they're sure is symbolic of a healthy relationship , rather than symptomatic of some clawing codependency . very sure .

a sudden change in routine being thrust upon them is rarely so well - received ... but where lemon is involved , an exception can be readily made . almost without question . their presence briskly sweeps away any discomfort before the feeling can even truly manifest ; krissy gapes , scarcely able to speak a word in answer before the other human takes them into hand .

" wha--- you're kidding ... ! " the spluttered disbelief is all krissy can muster as they shake themself into action , coaxing their mind to catch up with the anarchy so rapidly unfolding . frigid fingers curl closely around lemon's like a cage , clinging as krissy strides eagerly after them .

their crimson gaze flits to the weapon that their partner bears , the one coated with a similar scarlet down the sharp prongs --- their brows pinch incredulously at the sight , eyes glittering with a sick , suppressed thrill .

their mom would freak if she found out about this --- if caught wind in the slightest capacity ! like hell they'd ever admit that aloud ; so lame . but they find that they're jittery with raw teenage nerves as they slip out into the dark with lemon , stifling a rare giddy giggle behind their hand .

" mmhm , 'm coming ! let's go , let's go ! " a smile cracks across their expression as they pile into the car . excitement pours from them in short , staggered bursts , lilting their monotone with an almost lively note and creasing their haunted features with uninhibited warmth .

it looks tiring . overextending . flattening each time into softened neutrality once more . but their eyes can't hide it , this fervency .

krissy fumbles blindly for their seatbelt out of habit , but the effort is halfhearted and abandoned halfway through . their attention cannot be bequeathed to something so trivial when lemon is sitting beside them . so close . bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight , car headlights beaming a path into the pitch darkness ahead .

their heart is pounding . their eyes are fixed adoringly .

" paha ... let's , drive ... really far . until --- until we can't drive any further . no gas left --- car on fire , to make sure ! i don't care ... how we're going to get back . i don't , want , to care . "

they can almost taste it . the idea of running away somewhere tonight , so far and so detached from the ties that bind , that it could feel like their mutual fondness is the only thing that matters . their suffocating , wonderful closeness , burning bright at the edge of the world .

krissy can feel themself flushing soft pink , cheeks warm , breathless as they hold lemon's gaze . they clasp their cold hands together in a playful plea , tilting their head coyly . " ... can we ... ? please , lemon . "

[atemoss]

@threecfhearts lemon vc: "it's deer season."

* Oh, it's you. Real party we've got going on here.

[atechalk]

@threecfhearts filled out krissy's bingo : lemon didn't get a bingo and they are so unbelievably unbothered actually , thoroughly unconcerned , don't even look in their direction bc there's nothing to see there <3

so close , and yet so far . something sours in their chest --- it's strange . uncomfortable . quietly desiring the company of another , after making such a point of isolating themself for so long . it's too late for longing . to start being themself . krissy gazes at the paper for a long moment , expression unnaturally flat , shoulders tense and rigid .

... then they leeeeeaan in , an impish expression hurrying to wash their hollow , empty look away .

" ... paha . we can , save it . you should , take a bite out of me --- and say , something mean . right now . "

[pxrifiedmxniac]

"I just wanna talk... I just wanna talk..."

*cracks her knuckles loudly*