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She showed up at Kris’s door with her hood up and her tail twitching, smelling like smoke that wasn’t hers. She had one of her mother’s old flannels tied around her waist, the sleeves long and dragging. Kris didn’t ask. Just stepped aside.
Toriel, from the kitchen, poked her head out and said only: “Shoes off, dear. I just mopped.”
Like Susie belonged there.
Like she wasn’t a guest anymore.
Kris gave her the couch and curled up on Chariel. Susie protested, at first—“It’s your damn house, dude,” she said, “I can sleep on the floor, I’ve done it before”—but Kris was already half-buried in blankets and completely silent, which meant the conversation was over.
At some point, when the house had gone completely quiet and the shadows settled, Susie whispered:
“Hey.”
Kris shifted their head to look at her.
The moonlight caught her hair, the jagged edge of her teeth. Her eyes were clearer than they ever were at school. No posturing. No sneer. Just Susie. Bare and real in a borrowed T-shirt, her knees pulled up, her voice a rasp.
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i have extremely specific thoughts on krusie
Bookmarked by Simian56
08 Jun 2026
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"“You ever think about kids?” Susie said abruptly.
Kris turned their head. They gave her a look that said: what kind of question is that?
“I mean—like, future,” she muttered. “You, me, whatever. What if we end up with… like, kids?”
Kris stared ahead. After a pause, they said: “They’d be weird.”
Susie barked out a laugh. “Hell yeah they would.”
A silence fell. Then: “But not bad, right?”"
Oh my fucking Goddddddddd
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||“Do you think people like us get to be happy?”
Kris didn’t answer right away.
Then, slowly, they reached an arm out from the rocking chair and touched her hand. Just their fingertips, like they were testing water temperature.
Susie didn’t pull away.
They stayed like that.
They didn’t fall asleep touching. That wasn’t them. But when morning came, Susie had a pillow tucked under her arm that wasn’t hers, and Kris had a blanket they didn’t start with, and no one talked about it.||
This is actually going to make me cry what the actual fuck. Oughhhhh I love them sm this fic gets it. asdjflasjlfasljdf
________________________________________||They weren’t in love.
But they were in something.
Something that bloomed in the cracks of sidewalks. Something that survived winter, and hail, and nights without sleep. Something that didn’t need a name.
And on days when everything was too much, and the house was too quiet or too loud, and the world felt shaped wrong—
—they met up.
They walked.
They didn’t talk about it.
They didn’t have to.||
What the fuck you can't do this to me Holy fucking shit
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Hornet has always loved fluffy creatures, having been raised among bees. The moment she set her sights on that furry warrior, she was dead set on getting a piece of her.
Bookmarked by Simian56
17 Nov 2025
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"Touching briefly, the presence of another bug filled a hollow space in their soul they both had stopped acknowledging for a long time. There had been little time for affection in the life of a warrior."
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Eileen learns valuable lessons from Maria in her youth.
[from the 2018 soulsborne exchange]Bookmarked by Simian56
31 Jan 2024
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Eileen had only joined recently when she encountered the Lady Maria for the first time.