#charisk week

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Frisk giving huggies to Chara with her poncho around em both. They so happy and wholesome together. Chara's pncho collar is elastic so it doesn't break. They just wanna snug. So cuuuute qwq

Art and idea from @xjunjox

Day 2: JUDGEMENT

im SO MAD AT MYSELF CUZ I FINISHED THIS ON TIME AND THEN DIDINT POST IT ON TIMESHNDBGBSXUSI

lookit me not OT3ing it for once XD anyway, most of these will be short and silly because I only discovered @atlyn10‘s Charisk week yesterday?  (last-minute decisions FTW) but I wanna try to get as many days as I can :DDD

(probably in the same universe as this fic bc i’m still trash)

*continues her trend of not titling things*

Senpai and Kohai

“Chara-senpaaiiiiii~!”

fuck my life. Chara barely had time to brace themself in their seat before Frisk collided with their back, arms flinging over their shoulders.

“Why are you having lunch inside?” Frisk trilled, bouncing on their feet, based on how Chara’s chair was rocking. “It’s a bee-yoo-tiful day outside!”

“Yeah, so?” Chara dropped their head to their desk with a long-suffering sigh. “Please get off me. No, wait–!”

Chara snatched their bento box away a split-second before Frisk hopped up on their desk.

“Soooo you should come outside and have lunch with me!” Legs swinging, Frisk beamed. “We can compare bento boxes, and I won’t have to eat alone because that’s no fun, and you can get some Vitamin D. And I can see what the wind does with your new hairstyle.” They giggled, even as color rose to their cheeks. “I bet it’ll look super cute all floofed up.”

With a groan, Chara flopped back in their seat still clutching the bento box. “Remind me why I continue to agree to things when you’re absolutely insufferable.”

Frisk suddenly loomed much to close to Chara’s face, hands bracing on the other’s shoulders. “I have super powers,” they whispered. Then they laughed, and vacated Chara’s desk, and grabbed Chara’s arm all at once. “Up and at ‘em, I’m hungry!”

“Okay, okay,” Chara exclaimed, standing once they grabbed their book bag. “Oh my god, give me five seconds!”

And they both set off, Chara scowling at Frisk’s grin. How can they be so energetic all the damn time? Why am I even friends with them?

Rhetorical questions. Halfhearted ones at that. Chara felt… lighter with Frisk. And as happy-go-lucky as they seemed to be, they also knew when to give Chara space. They were… all right. And, okay, Chara’s life would be a little more boring if they weren’t around.

The letter in Chara’s bag crinkled nonchalantly.

…Maybe today should be the day. Maybe…

Frisk held their hand, all the way to the bench the both sat on, only letting go to retrieve their own bento box. As they chattered about the previous night’s MMORPG activities, Chara felt determination brewing in their chest.

After lunch.

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