"In every whisper and sigh I'm falling deeper I can't deny An envy I crave A wrong so right Oh how I'll miss this stupid town"

. . . . .

You just gotta hold my hands, take a deep breath and jump

And you might think "what if we fall?" Well, what if we don’t? What if we fly?

proceed

"O-Oh why do you ask Susie? We're just friends, obviously!"

LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER

What the heck was that noise??

Her eyes turned distant. It is a question she had asked herself many times. The current state of their relationship is that of friends who had grown distant...

But were they actually friends in the first place?

Sadly, Kris never deign to share their thoughts, and she's too much of a coward to ask.

What were they thinking about me?

Sometimes,

I'd lie on the couch in the living room, imagining them with a dog collar and headband. And when I close my eyes, cuck fantasies would cross through my subsconcious.

Thinking about them. Dreaming about them. Longing for...

When she isn't even sure if they were really thinking about her at all

(Comic by goomy)

(Image is not intended to cause offense or disparage any individual)

Some months had passed since the splinter. I'm kinda curious about y'all thoughts now

That's right dear elly, you just played into my trap. You thought you could bag kris for yourself? Don't get your hopes up, because you are a foolish doe!

Why so sad noelle, when we finally beat your father, the roaring knight in a battle, your fate was sealed.

You thought you could pull a fast one and save kris?

You just don't know how a gamers thinks.

Thanks to this skymantle, i saved kris from the knight final attack....

And would you look at us, we have a matching mantle.

Is there anything more romantic?

So noelle, please. Kindly DIE

☟☜☹☹⚐ 💣✡ ☞☼✋☜☠👎.(Hello my friend)

✡⚐🕆 👎✋👎 ✋❄📪 ✡⚐🕆 ✌👍❄🕆✌☹☹✡ 👎✋👎 ✋❄.(You did it, you actually did it)

✡⚐🕆 ☞✋☠✌☹☹✡ ☝⚐❄ 🕈☟✌❄ ✡⚐🕆 🕈✌☠❄☜👎. (You finally got what you wanted)

💣✡ 👍⚐☠☝☼✌❄🕆☹✌❄✋⚐☠💧. (My congratulations)

☜✞☜☠ ❄☟⚐🕆☝☟ ✡⚐🕆 👎☜💧❄☼⚐✡☜👎 ❄🕈⚐ 👍☟✋☹👎☼☜☠📪 🏱☟✡💧✋👍✌☹☹✡ ✌☠👎 💣☜☠❄✌☹☹✡📪 ✌☠👎 ❄☟☜☠ 👍✌💧❄ ❄☟☜💣 ✌💧✋👎☜ ☹✋😐☜ 🕆💧☜👎📫🕆🏱 💣✌❄☜☼✋✌☹. (Even though you destroyed two children, physically and mentally, and then cast them aside like used-up material)

✋ 🕆☠👎☜☼💧❄✌☠👎 ✡⚐🕆📪 ✌☹☹ ⚐☞ ❄☟✋💧 ✋💧 ☺🕆💧❄ ✌ ☺🕆💧❄✋☞✋☜👎 💧✌👍☼✋☞✋👍☜. (I understand you, all of this is just a justified sacrifice)

✌💧 ❄☟☜ 💧✌✡✋☠☝ ☝⚐☜💧📪 ✋☞ ☹✋☞☜ ☝✋✞☜💧 ✡⚐🕆 ☜☝☝💧📪 💣✌😐☜ ✌☠ ⚐💣☜☹☜❄. (As the saying goes, if life gives you eggs, make an omelet)

💧☜❄ ⚐☞☞ ⚐☠ ✡⚐🕆☼ ☺⚐🕆☼☠☜✡📪 💣✡ ☞☼✋☜☠👎. ✋ 🕈✋☹☹ ✌☹🕈✌✡💧 👌☜ ☝☹✌👎 ❄⚐ 💧☜☜ ✡⚐🕆 ✌☝✌✋☠. (Set off on your journey, my friend. I will always be glad to see you again)

That chair is incredibly uncomfortable. It must be violating your backside. The fact that she isn't fazed one bit has terrifying implications.

"It's so we can feel the pain of the proletariat, Kris! All their suffering... I have to remind myself of that for when I become mayor!"

Please, whatever happens, don't bring up the code.

"Speaking of paupers. Susie came earlier and asked about the code to mom's shelter! Of course I'll help you two find it!"

God damn it.

"I'll help you find that code, Kris! I wouldn't waste valuable Holiday time sending you on a wild goose chase that will only get resolved next chapter! I'm a busy woman, Kris!"

You try to change the topic.

"You're not an Ultragenocider Kris, get the fwahahuck out of here. Don't be a ret[I WAS ADVISED TO NOT CONTINUE THIS SENTENCE]

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Join the discord or I'm coming for you.

first part

Asriel coaxed Kris out of their cave—a rare occurrence, given that Kris usually spends their time watching Guyver or Ultraman Tiga for the fifth time, or reading Kamen Rider Black for the twelfth. They never really venture out unless it’s for a "practice" date with Susie, or a sleepover at their bro Berdly’s place.

❇️: So... everything good?

🍎: What a stupid way to start a conversation.

❇️: You can’t really complain about my social skills—or anyone’s, for that matter.

🍎: Fair point, but that was a low blow, so it’s plumb invalidated...

❇️: "I’m calling my lawyers!" (he says, in an exaggerated, over-the-top tone).

🍎: ...I hate this...

❇️: Oh well! Sorry for my poor sense of humor, Your Majesty of Jokes.

🍎: No, it ain't that...

Asriel turns his head to the right. Monster Teenager and Snowy are watching them from across the street. Hatred, disgust, fear—and RESENTMENT.

❇️: Ignore them; they’re just idio—

🍎: It’s not just them—it’s a good passel of people. A lot of them see me the same way. You know... I get it. I understand why they feel that way... I’m capable of throwing a refrigerator at someone or breaking their bones without even flinching. Dess is, too, but she... she didn't do what I did. She wasn’t even here before all that mess... and then there’s the fact that she’s a monster...

Asriel stops them in front of their father’s shop and places a hand on their shoulder.

❇️: Listen, Noelle... well, you know how she feels about you and all that. Anyway, I visited Dess the other day—I managed to talk to her, and... she misses you, kiddo. A lot. She doesn’t hold any resentment toward you, Kris—and she shouldn’t. You made mistakes, and if you only knew the mistakes I’ve made... the point is, please don’t blame yourself. Otherwise, that poison will just keep eating away at you from the inside for a long, long time. I love you, bitch.

🍎: I love you, fatass jerk.

The door to Flower King opens in front of them.

👾: Hey, idiots.

❇️: Hey, Maddie. Everything good?

👾: Yeah, everything’s good.

❇️: ....

👾: ....

Asriel covers Kris’s ears.

👾: Your dad’s ass tastes like candy.

❇️: Oh, I KNEW you were going to do that, you piece of shit!

🍎:...I think I want a motorcycle.

❇️: Wha?

I thought not. It’s not a story that humans would tell you, it's a monster legend. Gaster was a dark scientist, so powerful and so wise he could use dark photons to influence darkness to create life. He had such knowledge of darkness that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying.

*You ask her if he could truly stop people from dying

Darkness is a pathway to many abilities some might consider to be... Unnatural. He became so powerful, the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually of course he did. Unfortunately he taught his assistant everything he knew, then his assistant killed him in his sleep.

*You see Noelle smile in a nostalgic manner

Ironic. He could save others from death but not himself.

*You ask Noelle how does she know any of this

Uh... W-well, it's a legend you know! It gets passed around!

*You ask Noelle why she looked as if she was reminiscing about killing someone

Fwahaha y-you must have imagined it Kris.

*She seems overly nervous.

*You want to push it further

*Noelle stares at you blankly

It's treason then. RAAAAAAAAAAAGH

*You see Noelle jump towards you doing a spin in the air

*She misses and falls onto her face

Yet another fic made by yours truly! This one, however, is strictly Kriselle, and was requested by a user who enjoyed my style of writing and the previous Krisoulelle fic I’d created. I hope that it finds its target audience and that it resonates with you all!

Thank you for taking the time to read this!

In this world

There are good guys and bad guys.

And the good guys deserve love, and friends, and

Happiness.

And bad guys don't.

And thats the way its always been.

If you find out

That your friend

Wasn't all theyre cracked up to be

Like, they were working against you

They were a traitor.

Then it isnt ok to be their friend anymore.

It isnt ok to ask how they're doing anymore, or

Make plans to hang out with them anymore, or

Share your snacks with them anymore, or

Talk about the future with them anymore, because

They're the bad guy.

It isn't ok to hug them anymore, or

Make a joke to cheer them up anymore, or

Shoot them a little smile to make their day better anymore, or

Ask why theyre crying when you see them down anymore, or

Pick them up off the floor and pat them on the back anymore, because

Theyre the bad guy.

It isnt ok to like them anymore, or

Ask if they could make things better anymore, or

Respond to their phone calls anymore, or

Even look at them with anything but a death glare anymore, or

Say anything but "good riddance" to their broken corpse anymore, because

They're the bad guy.

It isn't ok to remember them anymore, or

Wish things could have been better between you anymore, or

Think about the good times you had anymore as anything but stupid fake illusions, or

Cry when you heard that theyre not around anymore, or

Even think about them anymore, because

Theyre the bad guy.

And that's just the way things are.

- a Bad Guy.

I understand now Kris, Hometown viewed from the side is a tower. We are all a dream of the Godhead and therefore one with it.

I AM yet I AM NOT, through conquering the trials put before my by gaster Lorkhan, I have completed my Psijic Endeavor. Thank you for guiding me to enlightenment Kris, we grew stronger together and now you have fulfilled your duty as Nerevarine.

Another undertale fic that I wrote! Hope you guys enjoy :)

Kris stood at the train station, outside the canopy on platform 4, with their black umbrella sheltering them from the pounding rain, their raincoat and boots providing a second layer of protection while they waited for their brother to arrive from college for the weekend. They wanted to see him as soon as he got back; It was like a sort of reverse-homesickness.

This was a weekend routine for the young one. They would wait at the station for their brother, who they'd hug tightly as soon as he walked off his train, and then the four of them - Kris, Asriel, Dess, Noelle - they would spend the whole weekend together. That was what they looked forward to more than anything else every week.

This time was a little different, though. While Kris held their umbrella close to their chest, tightening their grip so as not to let the sweet, soothing natural music of the rain serenade them to sleep - Azzy would never let them live it down if he found them passed out at the train station - they heard another sound. The sound of a person. It wasn't a very happy one, either. It sounded like a whimper of despair, like someone who was injured, or alone...

Kris turned to the direction from which they heard the sound. They saw a faint figure - clearly unprotected from the rain, the torrential downpour soaking them unrelentingly. Kris walked over, their footsteps echoing throughout the mostly quiet station, to get a closer look at the strange person.

It was a human, who looked a little like Kris themselves, though definitely not indistinguishably so. They had pale, gray skin, and moderately-long black hair that covered one of their amber eyes. They wore a sweater a bit like Kris', though rather than green and yellow it was gray and white, and black trousers with brown boots. They looked like a fallen bird that once soared, and Kris, as much as they would hate to admit it, found them remarkably beautiful.

They sobbed in clear pain, like they had been abandoned there, with no-one tk save them. Kris looked down, their heart aching at the sight, and tapped on their shoulder. They looked up, and their amber eyes met Kris' rubies. Kris didn't want to look for long, because they knew they would visibly blush, so they got to the point, offering their umbrella to the other human. The gray person slowly stood up, and accepted the offer, standing by Kris under their umbrella, still soaking wet.

Kris asked their name, and they gave it. They were called Rafaelle. Beautiful name, Kris blurted out. They didn't mean to say that. They blushed profusely, and Raf giggled. Kris gave their own name, and Raf called it cute. Kris almost felt their heart flip.

Kris asked why Raf was laying in the rain all alone, and they responded that they had been abandoned there, discarded. Kris felt a sad feeling wash over them. They themselves had feared they'd end up like that, like a broken toy nobody else wanted...

Kris said that they were waiting for their brother, and asked if Raf would want to wait with them, so they would have somewhere to go. Raf hesitated for a moment, naturally not trusting an offer of belonging, but they had nothing left to lose, so they accepted.

A smile tugged at the corners of Kris' mouth, and it must have been contagious, because Raf cought it too. The two of them had a thought. Maybe, whatever they were, just for a little...

it might be ok.

...wha... where am I...

You're in the shelter. You wanted to find a way in here, didn't you?

wh... why the HELL can't I...

The paralytic is still active. In the meantime, I believe you understanding the process will have a positive impact on the success of the procedure.

...the...

You see, December, my eldest daughter, was lost to us for quite some time. We were overjoyed to find her last month. However, those years spent in the dark have destroyed her body. Unfortunately, restoring her form requires a sacrifice. Her mind is in need of a suitable host.

That's where you come in. December's consciousness will be transferred into your body. To preserve motor function, a portion of your original brain must be preserved. December will be in control, but you will still exist, in a sense. A sliver of you will be able to see, hear, and feel, now taking the role of a passenger.

...why... why me...

As a great man once said, "a good idea solves multiple problems at once", and your antagonism has certainly been a problem. My investigation into your personal life has shown that not many will miss you. And finally... Noelle has taken a shine to this body. I can't say I approve, but I do understand. Dragons possess a number of... attractive physical advantages.

I know that this will be hard for you to accept. It took some time for me too. But only the Angel knows the lengths a mother will go for her children. December will be returned to us, and Noelle... I expect she won't approve of this arrangement, but in time, I know she will be thrilled to have her sister back.

So I at the hospital the other day... My dad's getting worse... But while I was with him he told me something he's kept a secret and didn't know how to tell me until now. Car-MY MOM'S... infertile no matter how much her and dad tried they just couldn't have a kid.

Apparently Boss Monsters have this weird quirk in their anatomy where they are compatible with humans and extremely different types of monsters, being able to give birth to healthy kids... with this also applying to male boss monsters... So your dad acted as surrogate and thats how I was born technically making Asgore my mom maybe? I don't like to think about it too much.

As for Dess? Fahaha Kris i thought you already knew she was adopted. what with her antlers headband, the kinship you two shared, I still have vague memories of her getting upset when mom told her she was never going to grow her own antlers due to being a deer monster fahaha...

So uhh... would dating count as incest? i mean you're adopted so there's no blood relation and we were raised in different households it just feels a bit weird. why am I asking you that while i'm already dating Susie? well um... fahaha. i've got to go see you tomorrow.

Dess and her girlfriend are sitting together at the kitchen table. There's an empty tray of lasagna laying there, next to another one that is full, where Dess has already cut out a square.

"Ugh..." Addy groaned as she rubbed her distended belly. The one tray had already done a number on her, and she moved to wipe some of the tomato sauce that had dribbled onto her chin. She had already gained so much weight in the preceding months, but her formerly slender girlfriend was packing on the pounds. It was inevitable that she'd catch up eventually.

Of course, she could in turn quickly pick up on the hesitancy to continue. “Aw… c’mon, Addy,” Dess cooed. “You can do this. I know you can.”

The boss monster squirmed in her seat. “I don’t know… can we maybe save some of this for later? I’m feeling pretty stuffed as- mmph!”

Dess evidently wasn’t taking “no” for an answer, and stuffed another square of lasagna into her girlfriend’s open mouth. “Addy, dear, you push me so well, helping me gain. It’s only right that I push you a bit, too. Besides….” She reached under Addy’s shirt and rubbed her stomach gently, eliciting a light burp from her partner. “You wanna be a good girl for me, right?”

Addy whimpered as she swallowed. “I wanna be a good girl,” she echoed.

“Good….” She took her hand away and reached back for the lasagna tray, leaving Addy squirming with delight in her seat. “Now, open wide for Dessie….”

Obediently, she stretched open her maw, and let the lasagna slide in, the warm and gooey goodness dripping down her throat. Slowly, but surely, she made it through the rest of her meal, and Dess gently rustled her hair. “Good girl,” she commended. “I knew you could do it.”

Patting her stomach, which was swollen out as a big potbelly, Addy smiled. “I can feel it churning,” she whispered. Piquing Dess’ interest, she got onto her knees and pressed her ears up to Addy’s stomach. Her red-dyed antlers nearly jammed into her partner’s chest, but stayed just far enough out of the way for Addy not to protest.

“Mmm… yeah,” the doe murmured. “I can hear it, too. All that digestion, your stomach breaking down that lasagna… oh, yeah….” Pulling back, she kissed Addy on her belly button, causing the boss monster to bleat in delight. “What I’d give to be in there….”

Another bleat escaped from Addy’s lips. “I… I didn’t know you were into vore, Dess….”

Hearing the word “vore” mentioned, Dess shot up, red in the face. “I… ah….”

Addy couldn’t help but break down laughing, the strange sensations in her stomach fading away. “Oh, it’s okay. You already have a fart fetish, anyway. Not like I can actually outstretch my jaw and eat you.”

The playful banter was enough to soothe Dess’ nerves, and she sat back down in her seat, a giggle escaping her. “Yeah, that’s fair, fwahaha!”

Stuffed to the gills, the pair continued to make playful banter into the evening, long after Noelle returned home from the Dreemurrs and Carol got back from work. In due time, their already excessive weights would seem meager in comparison, as they would dedicate their entire lives to food. Two hundred pounds would turn to three hundred, and then four, with no signs of stopping. That was their life, and they loved every second of it.

[This was just about the only section of my fanfic I could post without it having to go to r/fwahaha2 instead. If you want to check it out, it's "Mutual Feeding, Mutual Loving" on AO3, just be mindful of the rating and the tags.]

Thanks for exchanging body heat. In my home country it was +30C for all of the year and it needed to be that hot because my species is cold blooded. Unfortunatly here it only gets this hot in the summer and only for couple of days. Most of the year when I was homeless I tried to stay in buildings without getting caught. 20 degrees is already to cold for me, let alone freezing temperatures in winter. It was 0C in the morning. I felt like dying before I got to you. It's 12 now, but it still feels like the cold air is gnawing on me. I hope this makes you understand how much this matters for me. It's not just some fluff, it's life saving for me, cuddling with you. You're so hot, in more ways than one... makes me feel all fuzzy and good. Maybe I should heat off with Noelle too. She's too is warmblooded and I bet her fur would feel nice. Right now just let me take you in my arms and rub myself over you...

Dess (to herself): Ah Azzy, you’re so predictable! Showering right after you get home, changing in front of an open window. It’s like you want someone to see you, you’re too careless…god I can only imagine how intoxicating you smel-

Noelle: Dess, you wanna play Cat Petterz with me?

Dess: HOLY SHI-! Noelle?! How long have you been here?!

Noelle: I just finished practicing for the spelling bee! Mom said I can stay up late tonight and I wanted to know if you wanted to play Cat Petterz with me?

Dess looks in her binoculars again, but Asriel is gone.

Dess: GOD. DAMMIT!

Noelle: d-Dess?! Is something wrong?

Dess: No Elly, I’m fine. I was just thinking about how I haven’t pet my cat all week so it’s probably feeling a little neglected…

Noelle: Oh no! I’ll go boot it up right now so we can save that poor kitty!

…

Dess: (Tomorrow, Dreemur. Tomorrow I think I’ll give you some swim lessons at the lake. Then I’ll get to be as close to you as I want! And you’ll have to hold on to me so you don’t drown too, God it’s gonna be-)

Noelle: Dess are you coming?

Dess: Right behind ya, Elly!

This was a fic I made based on this subreddit! Let me know what you all think! I’m very excited about the direction I could take this in. It’s not super long but I think it has a great personality, fwaha!

Noelle: "Hey, Kris, don't you want to hear some bad deer puns?"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Dess... Told me these... When we were little..."

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Kris, holy cheese and crackers, don't make that face at me! You'll like it, I promise!"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Okay-okay... First one."

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "How do you call a deer with no eyes?"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "No idea."

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "How do you call a deer with no eyes and legs?"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Still no idea!"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Fwahaha! Did you got it, Kris?"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Hm-m-m..."

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Kris, how do you call hitting a deer with car?"

Kris: "..."

Noelle: "Deers-aster!"

Kris: (giggles)

Noelle: "Oh, so that's it, Kris! I'm glad to actually help you smile at least sometimes!"

Kris: "..."

Kr..is....

I....ts d...ark.......k..ris

D..arker..........Than Dar...k.....

B...ut....I see you, Kr....is...

So....Cl...earl..y

Li..ke......A flame....

Come closer.....P..leas..e....

i w..ant to see.....no.....Remember.....

what your face looked like.