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random au where kris is a monster (dog). someone had to make this . . . they did it to themself. inspired by the dog kris allegations in recent chapters: see post here
tysm @DivineCrocodile on twt for letting me use your art !!
general!,
kris was often found waiting by the door for asriel and toriel to come home. they felt bad after the first time and got kris a hamster companion.. but it disappeared. no one knows what happened to it
kris howls. when they enter the dark world, when the moon is full, when the butterscotch pie is fresh. you cannot stop them by any means
before toriel and asgore got divorced, they would bury things in the family garden and then regift the stolen items
“merry christmas," kris muttered, dropping a gold necklace in toriel's stocking. their tail flicked like a metronome, expectant.
toriel eyed all of the jewelry she'd been missing. kris was rather smug over how they rendered her speechless.
asriel fought back a flinch when he pulled a dented medal out of his stocking.
toriel placed a hand on kris' shoulder, smiling awkwardly. “thank you, dear. this is very thoughtful of you."
to asgore's dismay, he found that his garden had been disrupted that morning. a strong floral scent which was hard to miss was coming from his carefully decorated stocking.
since then, only wrapped presents were allowed during the holidays.
doesn't like the rug in the living room. tries to destroy it in various ways when no one is looking. the spot where kris repeatedly dug into the carpet is currently covered by chairiel
kris is already unhinged as a human, but in this form, there's this newfound habit of biting. they tear open packets with the plastic between their teeth. kris cannot be trusted in a jacket or hoodie for too long
territorial instincts. they're even more protective of their friends than usual. even if kris doesn't say much, their body language is telling enough
with susie!,
kris' silence along with those 'stupid' ears fueled susie's initial dislike for them. now, it's just something she teases them for
susie used to find the howling unbearable, but she went "fuck it" and started joining them after a while
kris is a clingy loyal friend, and it shows more in the little things they do: waiting for susie after class, hanging out with her during breaks, walking home with her every day
“so, how's the puzzle going?" susie raised a brow at kris, who'd been messing with the levers for a while. “guess we can't all be geniuses. you know, i could always just use my axe to-"
*bzzzzt*
the obstacles disappeared! right before susie could celebrate (and while ralsei was praising kris' skill), they started yowling.
instead of earning a "the hell are you doing?" from susie like they used to, they received a howl in return. the pair carried on, leaving an exasperated ralsei three paces behind.
they're always found play-fighting/wrestling in the dark world and outside of school
susie holds back during play-fights after chapter 1; kris doesn't. when it comes to swordsmanship, kris wins, but have you seen susie's arms?
kris fights dirty, even when they're just sparring with susie. a nibble here, a scratch there, a tail-in-the-face if the opportunity presents itself
"hey, kris!" susie waved before falling to the ground. she was caught off guard by their surprise attack. “oh, it's on."
susie had kris in a headlock shortly, ruffling their hair. she'd gone easy for a while, but couldn't let them win the whole time. dog monsters with egos are dangerous
“don't look at me like that. you were barking up the wrong tree."
susie finds kris amusing and loves their occasional chaotic energy
not as fast as kris. found out the hard way while trying to run from them with a ball in her pocket
kris would climb her if given the chance
with noelle!,
now that noelle is taller than kris, they like to subtly circle her. noelle resembles somewhat of a tree to them... but they try to maintain proper decorum to the best of their abilities. most of the time. would also climb her if given the chance
never voices it, but they have a lot of respect for noelle and will guard her from a distance in the dark world. that loyalty from a childhood friend (kris) isn't lost easily
kris doesn't enjoy listening to most people, but they feel a bit more inclined when it's noelle
contradicting the last bullet point – they like to do the exact opposite of what noelle asks/says, just to mess with her
noelle, susie, kris, and ralsei were in the cyber world, walking in their single file line. after queen left, kris grabbed ralsei's hand and booked it.
“???" susie blinked.
noelle's cheeks flushed, realizing she was left in the dust with susie. “kris?! get back here!"
they ran faster. the fleeing pair stopped around the corner.
“goodness! what was that for?" ralsei asked nervously. kris tilted their head back towards the path they'd come from.
noelle was giggling over something susie said. susie had her arms behind her head with a lazy smirk, acting indifferent despite how interested she really was. noelle caught their eye and mouthed something between, “thank you" or “i hate you" (it was the former).
kris was very proud of themselves.
tried to trim kris' claws after they accidentally tore open one of noelle's pillows. kris didn't resist, but the claws ended up growing back sharper the next day
another bad habit kris developed was tackling. while this would've initiated a playful tussle with susie, noelle is horrified. she lets out a yelp as if a mouse passed by
(younger days) it was nearing midnight when norlle squeaked in surprise at a sudden hug, “!!!"
the wind was knocked out of her and the pair had been sent hurdling into the newly built sleepover fort.
feathers and cotton flew from her favorite pillow. she was filled with dread and subconsciously petting kris, whose head was also turned to the descending filling.
noelle was always too sweet, though she did try to maintain some form of discipline. “you're not banned from pillow kingdom.. but we have to do something about these claws."
when noelle and kris were younger, noelle would brush and decorate their ears
with ralsei!,
whenever kris hugs ralsei, their tail begins to wag. even if it stops as they pull away, he always notices yet doesn't mention it
ralsei added a lint roller to kris' room in the dark world. the buildup of fur makes him sneeze
noelle doesn't go out of her way to assist anymore, so ralsei is the one kris seeks for guidance on fur maintenance. what started as a simple lesson on fur maintenance turned into a bonding ritual for them
kris entered their castletown without susie. ralsei was reading when they barged in unannounced. he smiled after his initial fear settled down and greeted them.
with careful consulting and consideration, ralsei decided to it'd be best to unknot kris' fur by the common wash-and-comb. In whichever special way fur works in deltarune, ralsei showed them the secret to keeping it soft.
kris returned the following week with soaking wet hair.
“I have a problem," they muttered. ralsei set his book down and draped a towel over their head, leading them to the fireplace.
they eased into a routine after that
kris doesn't like when ralsei walks behind them. when he does, they wait. they also just like being able to see all of their loved ones at once (even though they walk behind kris in game)
used to think of kris as more of a lost puppy than an individual
finds kris' presence warm and comforting, like tea
when they have minor injuries that don't require magic, ralsei uses an herbal honey to heal their wounds. after turning around for a few seconds.. ralsei finds that the applied honey is gone.
“ah! a papercut! allow me to patch you up." he applied the honey and turned to return the jar to its resting place.
“oh, uhm.. that's okay, kris! we all get hungry sometimes," ralsei smiled. kris stood there silently with honey coating their lips and a tail moving with pure joy
- yay finally done! thank you so much for reading and i hope you enjoyed !!! sorry for the ooc writing. ALSO all the tags are platonic lol. i just finished playing chapter 2, so i'm not that far in yet. it's been 2-3 years since i last posted, so i'm happy i was able to get this out ^^
there goes another round goes to vander's prodigy!
the crowd erupted with applause, though you didn't understand why with music blasting in your ears. chatter from the audience was a constant, along with several judges' commentary. saying this was exhausting would be an understatement. people were standing up, clapping, and yelling, but you sat still scrolling through your phone — waiting for this 'torture' to finally end.
"come on, pay attention! these are the finales!" your ecstatic friend, caitlyn, dragged you out of bed to a boxing match. it didn't spark any interest in you, but at least she was having fun
it wasn't as if you harbored any negative feelings towards the sport. it just seemed painfully pointless, not to mention hard to watch without grimacing at the violence. up until now since the beginning of the night your gaze hadn't left your screen for a second. "cait, why do you even bother with these matches? you hate these sort of things."
she pondered for a moment, the reason why your roommate was hesitant to answer was unclear, but right as she began to speak, an excruciating static made everybody wince.
what's this? it seems like vander's prodigy has grabbed the referee's loudspeaker! for the first time tonight the ring had your attention, but shockingly, somebody was already looking back. to be specific, somebody breathtakingly gorgeous, was looking back in your direction — or caitlyn's. "that's my friend violet. she's the reason i brought you here," oh. your roommate had reassuringly placed a hand on your shoulder.
you slowly pulled your phone back out from your pocket. caitlyn's new girlfriend, perhaps? it unlocked with ease and nearly regained your attention, but as the intro to your favorite song began the boxer spoke. she pinned you with a stare, "hey. this is for you, so eyes up, alright?" music wasn't necessary to block out all the sound; maybe your heart had stopped completely. 3, 2, 1!
she shot you a wink then moved at lightning speed. it was amazing how good vi was and the hypnotic effect each attack had. cait had a cheeky grin on her face, and that's when it all clicked. "caitlyn!" she had known about this year-long crush of yours, and your plan of just yearning quietly. fortunately, your best friend loves you, and there's no way in hell was she going to let that play out.
there you have it folks! give it up for our winner of the night, vi!
with droplets of sweat and some blood on her face, the boxer looked towards you with a playful smile before mouthing the word, "backstage." looks like someone's got themself a date. ♡
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cw ￫ angst, ooc, no y/n usage, platonic and/or romantic depending on your interpretation
first impressions are important, but last impressions are as well. you fought with vi before she was taken. now she shows up out of the blue, but with somebody else?
you pulled the torn cloak overhead and dashed through the alleyways. she was there, she had to be. perhaps your mind was playing tricks on you, but vi's voice was echoing through your head, as if she was fading away again.
it's been far too long.
the only thing on your mind was finding and apologizing to her. the very same cloak she gave you all those years ago was being tightly gripped in your hands as street vendors and passerby's stumbled out of the way.
there you are.
you reached to grasp at her, but a navy haired lady smacked your arm harshly. the enforcer raised a gun, level, to your eyes. vi put a hand on her shoulder, "calm down caitlyn. i know them."
you were at a loss for words and couldn't think of anything else other than needing to hold her, to feel and know that she was real. she rejected the embrace and asked if you knew of jinx's whereabouts.
is she still angry? that fight was years ago, and we were just kids back then. why is she being so cold? who is this enforcer?
you put a stop to your thinking at the idea of her disappearing once more,
"vi, where have you been? i was so worried. everyone was worried. me and ekko searched the whole underground. we thought you died! please, come with me. i'll bring you to ekko and we can all talk—"
"stop it. i only need to know where my sister is and if you don't have a clue then i'll go find somebody who does. fuck, she's probably been so scared without me."
jinx, scared? that's hilarious. let alone the fact vi was so easily dismissing you, despite everything you'd been through together before silco — how could she just push you away?
"don't underestimate jinx, she's not as weak as you think." you took a breath, trying once more, "is this about the fight we had?" perhaps it was still childish to think that'd be the slightest bit relevant.
the enforcer, caitlyn, apparently, scoffed.
"she asked you to tell us one simple thing and you can't even manage that. i don't have time for this." with that, the sniper was slung back over her shoulder, followed by her heels clicking in the other direction.
"i thought you could help us, but it seems like you're still stuck in the past. we're done here."
vi takes pride in the fact her voice alone can make you shy away, but she'd never take advantage of you with that
you're referred to as things such as vi's lamb because of your sheepish demeanor
she finds you adorable and melts at the way you're so friendly. in zaun, kindness is extremely rare, not to mention stillwater. you're nothing less than a diamond in the rough to your lover. a pearl in the deep abyss.
people may find the pair strange; a headstrong woman with a sensitive and polite lady. some bystanders may insult you two but vi always makes sure to cover your ears, "don't mind them. i love you no matter what, we're okay."
she makes sure not to be too gruesome or violent when beating their faces in as to not scare you. they couldn't just walk around freely and unpunished now, right?
has a tendency to zone out on your face (especially your cheeks) and adoringly watch it deepen into a rosary pigment, nearly matching her hair
you find vi so beautiful that keeping eye contact is extremely difficult. her flirtatiousness doesn't help at all — constantly burying your face into books or palms in attempts to shy away. that pretty little head of yours always ends up in her hands though, "oh, no no please don't hide, let me see that pretty smile."
when vi had introduced you to caitlyn insecurity began to bubble within you. cait was neat, proper, and composed beyond belief — polar opposites.
the thoughts kept flooding in and your usual positivity had faded ages ago. vi noticed the shift in the atmosphere. she never failed to reassure and comfort you, "you are everything to me. any imperfection you see is just another part of you, it's special and charming. even if that changed i would still love you endlessly."
strange as it may sound, because of excessive blushing, you resemble a hand body? warmer. vi runs very hot and finds the fact you're warmer extremely comforting. some days, she just needs a break and takes deep naps with you in her arms or vice versa
this girl is so head over heels for you. all she's known is to toughen up and be on guard, yet your carefree and welcoming personality is so refreshing. you're her reminder that it's okay to not be so strong, and any second spent with you is euphoric. the rabbit hole of love has vi so deep that she see's you as an angel in disguise
"flawless.." yes, most of the time she's a sap but the sly part of her tends to outshine that display of adoration. straight knees were placed beside yours, toned arms laid against your head, pinning you to the seat. in this position vi could see every feature of yours, "you're so cute like this. i wonder though, what kind of expressions would you make in bed?"
that happens quite often, sorry
growing up, people have just handed things to you since you're too afraid to ask, but vi wants to hear your voice no matter what. she constantly teases and encourages you to speak more, "come on angel. don't be afraid, what do you want?
being shy can be stressful. vi did research with caitlyn on people who are often anxious and learned it causes tension in the body. expect some nightly massages ♡
orders food for you and never leaves your side while trading with merchants.
she is definitely the type to keep a hand around your waist. smooth motherfucker
nsfw!,
god, why is she so hot
if you ever decide to try and mute yourself with a pillow just know it'll be tossed to the side eventually. don't even try use your hands to hide yourself because they'll soon be pinned above your head
she takes great care of you, in many ways. peppers kisses from your jawline down to the neck and shoulders as a distraction for the hands between your legs
vi wants to see, feel, and taste all of you. she simply doesn't let you try and 'hover' over her. no way. her face will be your throne whether you like it or not
you try and repay her, yet most of the she just denies it and says, "don't worry. your pleasure is mine, trust me." she honestly gets off to you feeling good, but there's no way you're just gonna sit around being a pillow princess 24/7
when she does let you take the lead you're showered with praises, she tears up slightly the first time. nobody had treated her so gently, "god you're doing so well.. fuck. i love you i love you i love you."
bought a clear strap with sparkles to not "scare you" the first time (?) it was awfully cute
many people were intrigued by your friendliness and kindness, they tried to flirt or take advantage of you but luckily there were always opportunities to get away safely. now that vi is here, she helped you realize what everybody had been doing; by taking you home herself.
you told vi you were anxious at first about how she'd react to your body, that very same day she cherished you, slowly removing every piece of clothing with an affirmation. litters kisses on every part of your skin and kisses your tears of happiness away.
violet carefully lowered the straps of your dress. "you're so beautiful. did you know that?" you trembled beneath vi's gentle touch, "you tell me everyday." hands trailed from the small of your back up to your temples, softly. "and i mean it each time." her lips met your collarbone and lowered the rest of your garments attentively, oh, so, slowly. your eyes could've shone with tears at the amount of kindness and pleasure you were receiving. vi kissed away the delicate rivers that were trailing down your cheek. "if i'd met you sooner, i would spend every single second of my life giving you the love you deserve." the moon shone so perfectly on your skin, making your damp face glisten. i wouldn't mind dying at the sight of this, vi shamelessly thought. she took care of you in that same pace: lovingly, painfully slow. you're her angel — you deserve it all.
begging for somebody to write a oneshot where reader & vi are at a fancy party hosted by caitlyn and it's just a huge fluff with flirtatious laughable lines
cw￫fluff, comfort, nsfw, established relationship, catcalling (only a little bit), possessiveness
you're famous. you model. you're a star, and vi loves it.
Vi was always the type to be supportive of you, but when she saw you on a magazine for the first time she was completely awestruck. The way the light glided over your skin was hypnotic, you were practically glowing and she loved it.
Her mouth hung agape while flipping through the pages filled with beautiful pictures of you in different setting, she confronted you about your occupation out of curiosity soon after. "Why didn't you tell me you worked as a model, and that you looked so good while doing it?" She whispered that last part bashfully.
If allowed to, she'll definitely go to all of your shoots and interviews. She loudly cheers you on in the background even after a light scolding from the staff,
"Vi, they'll kick you out if you keep shouting!"
"But you're just so pretty.." She definitely starts whining when you don't let her come along, so over time, you two became a package deal.
Whenever you take breaks in between shoots she'll immediately run up and hand you a bottle of water.
If you ever speak about her during an interview she gets all flushed and excited. The moment you both get home she starts randomly jogging laps around the house and pumping her fist into the air victoriously like she's won at life. To Vi, she has, since she's with you! (so adorable).
Your shared bedroom is filled to the brim with posters and pictures of yourself. It was sort of surprising and strange when they first began to appear. Now the very thought of that gesture results in you smiling from ear to ear
Vi knows putting yourself out there in the media can result in feedback that's a bit too harsh or critiqued, and she hates the frown you get while scrolling through the comments. Sometimes you get carried away and end up sitting in the dark for hours, alone with your thoughts and those negative words.
Yet Vi always makes sure to drag you out of that rabbit hole right in time, just before those thoughts get to your head. "You're stunning love, ignore them." How could a voice be so harsh and sweet at the same time?
In those moments where you feel insecure about your work she removes the pictures previously framed on the walls then sweeps you into her arms. Her finger scales every inch of the images while mentioning the parts of you she favored the most – never forgetting to mention that heart warming smile your face wore.
She calls you, "my star," and it's the sweetest thing ever
The moon was up high on one late night. The two of you were walking home together, cherishing each other's company, laughing about annoying directors who wouldn't do their job right, and how you were gonna escape this city one day. Out of nowhere a group of drunks started whistling and making vulgar remarks about your body, slurring words about perverted things they wanted to do and how you were just, 'asking for it.' If it was physically possible, smoke would be coming out Vi's ears. She was beyond pissed. They had no right to treat her girl that way, she thought, before throwing fists immediately like a raging bull. (It was hot) Afterwards she tied her jacket around your waist and carried you back home. She repeatedly made sure you were okay and comfortable.
The truth is that your mind was filled with things along the lines of, "Who made you so charming?" or "I love you so much." You whispered these thoughts out accidentally and Vi was definitely going to tease you for it.
Vi is absolutely weak for you. She's playful, flirtatious, sly, and a tad overwhelming (almost) 24/7 but there are those moments where she's completely out of character. She gets flustered and bewildered by the sight of you, as if you're a siren
nsfw!,
vi could have me any day, honestly.
Before your concerts, speeches, or meet and greets Vi will whisper sinful things into your ear then shoo you off.
"You look so good right now, love, the things I'm gonna do to you once we get home. Oh but you can't keep them waiting now, can you?"
Despite the guilt she feels when doing so, Vi pleasures herself to dirty vintage magazines of you. Extremely embarrassed if you ever caught her in the act. The bashful glances given to the wall, doorframe, anywhere other than your eyes are desperate — help her out and she's even more of a mess
Vi often has this fantasy where she fucks you from underneath a table during a live interview. Zoning out about the cute faces you'd make and how your legs would shudder every time she pressed a deep kiss between your thighs. The staff and audience would think you're feeling unwell, but in truth, you're feeling amazing. She flinches whenever somebody calls her back into reality
Those lonesome nights where you're out late are struggles for Violet. She gets bored so easily without you, the moment you arrive home your lips are smacked against hers. The exhaustion in your body is replaced with a deep neediness for fulfillment during these steamy make out sessions. Even if she often likes to be smug and in control, right now she is begging for a taste of you.
"Fuck, I missed you so much. I need you."
Vi helps you find jobs with pure intentions when she can. After coming across a particular blog and going deeper online, she occasionally finds shoots for lingerie, just to see you in those cute laced two pieces.
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