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Kris lowered the receiver and watched the red light on the base blink out. They turned back to the room.
Susie was no longer at the table.
From the corner of their eye, they caught movement near the stairs. She was halfway up already, hoodie sleeves bunched around her elbows, tail swaying slightly beneath the hem. She moved like she wasn’t sure whether she wanted to be seen or not—one foot creaking on the third step, then stopping, like she was waiting for someone to call her back.
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After her mother passes away, Susie is placed in foster care—and Toriel, with one child away at college and another growing quiet in the space he left behind, takes her in. Kris doesn’t know her well. Not beyond the kid who used to sit behind them and chew her pencil into splinters. But now they’ll share a room, a house, and all the quiet leftover spaces that come with grief and growing up.
And then, just as things begin to settle into a shape that might almost resemble home, someone else goes missing. This time, from Noelle’s house. Susie isn’t one to mind her business.
ON HIATUS
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04 Feb 2026
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Sometimes, she thought about what might have happened if things had gone the way the adults imagined.
She’d marry Kris. Probably stay in town. She’d go to church with her mom. Kris would wear a nice shirt and stand quietly beside her. Maybe they’d live in a quiet house near the pond where the ducks still came in spring.
It wouldn’t be bad. It might even be nice.
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on growing up together and the expectations placed on you because of it
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04 Feb 2026
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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
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02 Feb 2026
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Susie doesn't eat at lunch, and now that she has a friend who expects her to sit with them, she has to grin and bear the experience.
Someone else has different ideas.
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- Part 2 of deltarune fic series
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02 Feb 2026
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Risa has never truly loved anyone before. But at this harvest camp, with Connor Lassiter, she's willing to let her guard down, and make the end of her life as she knows it the best that it can possibly be. Risa's perspective of the bathroom scene in Unwind.
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11 Jan 2026