3 Works by Syldiin
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They had a system.
The lights stayed off. They were there, in case of emergencies or guests, but outside of those extenuating circumstances, they never turned on. On especially dark or cloudy nights, Kris cracked a glowstick and circled it around their wrist when they walked into the kitchen around 4:00 AM to make coffee after giving up on sleep for the night. Sometimes, the smell drew it out of its room; she'd come grab a cup, and they'd sip the hot, bitter liquid together in silent camaraderie. Usually, Kris drank the small pot alone.
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It feels selfish, like some violation of the silent pact they’ve made with themself, with Dess. An unspoken agreement to fade quietly from this world, to break away in little pieces over time, make their peace and let the others make theirs.
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They are warm. A hand on their wrist. Breath on their shoulder. Snores shaking the floor. They are comfortable, and safe, and loved, and somehow this is worse. Because the warmth isn't theirs in the same way the screams weren't theirs; because Kris is a quiet thing, a cold thing, and the pain belongs to them but the fire does not.(i.e. Kris and Dess are forced out of their downward spirals and learn to be loved.)
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Noelle and Kris have known each other forever; they grew up together, Kris pulling pranks that made Noelle shriek only to get chased around by Dess with a wiffle bat in retaliation, playing video games together until Kris inevitably decided to get up and go play the Holiday family's piano...
Then Dess went missing. Kris went quiet. Asriel left for college. Distance grew between friends.
Dess came back. Kris started to smile again. Noelle and Kris reconnected, and together, they survived high school.
College is going to be a new challenge all its own, but at least they're in it together, right?
...Then Noelle meets her new roommate, Susie, and things get a little more complicated.
(AKA I refuse to pick a ship so all three of these dorks are going to figure out the whole friendship thing and fall for each other or so help me)
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The pillow wasn’t enough.
They clutched it over their ears as they tossed and turned, balling their fists up in its fluffy mass. Music rang through the walls. Heavy, fumbling footsteps shook the floor, a noise more felt than heard. Careless, slurring voices, interspersed with giggles and that wretched, obnoxious, grating chuckle—
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They knelt in front of the birdcage. “Anywhere but here,” they rasped, as if their intent had ever held any weight before. As if it would listen, if it could even hear.
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“Let’s close our eyes and think about what Susie’s doing now, okay, Kris?”Shaken, Kris met Ralsei’s gaze with wide eyes. If there were any doubt left in Kris’s mind about the intentionality behind these little meditative exercises, usually followed by some subtle check-in… this dispelled it. Maybe they were imagining it, but the Darkner Prince’s warm cherry-blossom eyes seemed to see right past their walls, through the layers of coercion and control, to the hollow husk of a child at the center of it all.
(In which Kris retreats to their bedroom in Castle Town after the events of Chapter 4 and makes a friend.)