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[kelsunnie]

HI GUYSSS LITTLE UPDATE BC I POOFED CHAPTER 3’S ALMOST DONE SO YALL JUST SIT TIGHT OKIII IM VERY SORRY FOR MAKING YALL WAIT SO HAVE THIS KRIS FANART SLASH BRUSH TEST I LOVE YOU ALL

[kelsunnie]

ALSO GUYS THANK YOU SOOOOOO MUCH FOR THE LIKES AND REBLOGS I REALLY APPRECIATE IT AND IM SO HAPPY THAT YOU GUYS ACTUALLY READ MY STUFF 😭 I LOVE YOU ALL SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH I WILL WORK HARD ON CHAPTER 3 FOR YOU ALL

[kelsunnie]

Hellooo, I'm back bcz I'm bored af and I just got a lot of time, so... Remember when I told you about the idea to get deep into readers past?

Well... I just got deeper into it by listening tiktok music and I came when the idea of a dark fountain opening in reader's room/house and turning it 🤭🤭🤭🤭

I think that obviously is a bit to hard to create a room when it comes to a reader (another word for Y/N) but I thought that in this dark world the leader or whatever, it would be a doll from reader's past (specifically one that her mom gave to her when she was young) and this doll can be like an porcelain angel doll, you know you know, the tipes that's scary like shit when you are young, but really pretty (and ethereal) when you got older, and basically this doll is like the protector of this world, idk if you get it, but I think it would be like a dictator, but a nice one(also manipulative one) and one that wants to keep reader away in order to protect her (like a mother or something *blink blink*)

I don't know if this sounds to much like an oc but I want to share it 🤭 byeeeee

OMG FINALLY I CAN RESPOND BUT ONLY THROUGH BROWSER (goofy ahh app)

I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU (NO HOMO) FOR SHARING THESE IDEAS WITH ME YOU ARE MUCH APPRECIATED AND I LOVE READING ALL OF YOUR THEORIES AND IDEAS i would be lying if i said i dont look forward to them……..

that would be SOOOOOO good for fleshing out reader’s story (her past, her family, experiences w the og gang) and i LOVEEE the doll ideaaaa and that just made me realise something w the games and how each chapters are connected to one important character (late revelation very unfortunate)

hmm the big question now is how would the making of the fountain be? will reader be the one to make it? its only reasonable if reader does create one because, well, the whole adventure revolves around them atp but what would be their motive??

and as for the doll’s personality, considering how its basically been with reader through the entirety of their childhood, witnessed a divorce (tenna 2.0), it being protective of reader would make total sense. it could be maybeeee like a child being clingy and protective of their parents (reflection of her past personality), or become a dictator that only cares about the person of their affections (reader), or something else completely

i am vvvvvvvvvvv interested in this idea i love ur creative mind pookie no homo

(i wrote this without proofreading and an eepy mind so some parts might not make sense 😞 very sorry pookie)

[kelsunnie]

HI GUYS FOR SOME REASON I CANT REPLY ON YOUR MESSAGES ?? THE ASK ME ANYTHING THINGY ON MY PHONE THROUGH THE APP (WEIRD) SO IM VERY SORRY IF U GUYS WERE EXPECTING A VVVVV FAST RESPONSE I SWEAR I READ THEM AND I LOVE U GUYS SO MUCH THANK YOUUUU FOR TAKING THE TIME OUT TO SHARE ME YOUR THOUGHTS IDEAS AND THEORIES

[kelsunnie]

Moss 🌳

NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM

[kelsunnie]

omg i saw a theory of susie on tiktok and its so good might fit in th story

their theory was that susie grew up in a human foster care and thats why she feels alienated or doesnt know much about the monster culture thingies like gerson’s ashes (which took her a while to figure out that was how monsters died) (@snartie on tiktok)

IDK MAN IT JUST SOUNDS COOL

[kelsunnie]

bro im so cooked brain so fried dw guys i started on ch3 and im like a half of a half away a quarter??? im illiterate but MY THESIS RAAAAAAAAAAH

[kelsunnie]

Are you enjoying this?

[kelsunnie]

I know this probably won’t happen but i keep thinking of a scenario where the Player get’s so mad at Kris, that they decide to discard them and possess the only other human available, in the hopes that they will be more compliant and not constantly stuff them into a cage or cupboard.

Idk how the Player would do it tho. Uhhh DETERMINATION probably. Just shoving their own SOUL in and pushing the og one out.

Not Kris possibly having to take their best friends SOUL so neither of them die.

very... depressing.... but the drama....! theyd finally talk to each other normally like: "this thing's been the one controlling you?"

"yea.................why" "...................even in a different body theyre still bad at dodging"

and trueee itd make the player some kind of mary sue? goofy ahh god... something.. RAAH brain not braining BUT I REALLY LIKE THIS SCENARIO I WAS LIKE "hmmm thatd be so good and its a good way to connect kris and reader..... literally...."

AND AND if that happens. wouldnt that make them................... soulmates plsdontkillme

[kelsunnie]

˙⋆✮ welcome to my world! ✮⋆˙

hi! i'm serena and i make random stuff o( ˶^▾^˶ )o feel free to check my works out!

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series:

what isn't said (deltarune kris/reader) ongoing!

ch1: a town called hometown ch2: queen

one-shots:

hello tutorial (undertale sans/reader)

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commission sheet (open!)

[kelsunnie]

art commissions open!

not my usual post, but a girl's gotta do what she gotta do ;P

if any of you are interested, please email me on thomassenserena@gmail.com!

[kelsunnie]

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Noelle will get stronger

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Reader will get stronger

what if........ after all that tension.............................................................................................................................. berdly.

[kelsunnie]

Hiiii! Me again!!!!!

I just read the second part 🤭🤭🤭🤭 I love queen she is one of my favorites (everyone is one of my favs but shhhh)

About what you answered, I'm 99.99% secure you are gonna follow the weird route 🥲 (secretly like it) I just hope reader don't be forced to kill someone

And another thing!!!

Idk why but I whan to see an scene like the one in chapter 4 with Noelle in the snowgrave route (but with reader) like, Kris controlled by player being creepy as hell and reader super confused (and maybe scared) about Kris (and also Kris beating Players ass behind scenes 🤭)

That's all pookie, btw do you have any idea of how should I be call here? Like a tips of identification sjgxutzhwjdpqjshdo

HIIII 😍 WELCOME BACK POOKIE‼️‼️ I’M SO GLAD YOU READ THE SECOND PART hehehehe i LOVE writing queen shes just so. beep boop but silly shes the silliest character i love her 😍 now i worry if i can silly-fy tenna when ch3 comes…….

aaaand nyehehehhehe we never know…… i am not at liberty to discuss anything further…..! for the sake of entertainment!!!!!!

AND AND LUCKY YOU this whole thing this drama between kris, reader, and noelle will b even more fleshed out on both chapter 2 and 4 (bc childhood friends drama and i love drama 🤭) I’LL DEF PUT YOUR IDEA IN AND DW OFC I’LL CREDIT U ON IT I LOVE YOUR CREATIVE MIND 🤩 now name a price /j

AND AND AND YESYES MY PRONOUNS ARE SHE/HER/THEY/THEM AND IN TERMS OF NAME SERENA IS FINE UMMMM ME BASICALLY COOL W ANYTHING 🤓☝️

THANK U SO MUCH FOR READING AND MESSAGING COMMENTING??? THINGY-ING IDKIFIVESAIDTHISBEFOREBUTIREALLYAPPRECIATEYOUGUYSREADINGMYWORK OK BYEEEEEEEEEEE

[kelsunnie]

Uhhh… I think if you want to Link one post to another one, you first need to copy the Link of the Post and then highlight the Text you want it to lead there, then a bunch of options should pop up to editing your Post, the interlocked chains lets you embed a Link into the Text.

That’s at least how it works on my phone. I hope that makes sense… sorry if not I‘m way bad at explaining stuff.

And while I‘m at it I really love the idea of your fic. Really excited for where you‘ll take it.

NONONO ANON NO SORRIES YOU EXPLAINED IT PERFECTLY THANK U SOSOSOSO MUCH LOVE U NO HOMO

i didnt think anyone would respond to my silly random posts but u did and u took the time to help me THANK U IT MEANS A LOT 🥹 I HOPE U HAVE THE BEST DAY TODAY TOMORROW FOREVER

[kelsunnie]

queen so silly shes fun to write anw how to make the post with link thingy ????

[kelsunnie]

What Isn’t Said (Deltarune Kris X Reader)

hehehehhe it sounded funnier in my head ANW HAVE THIS QUEEN INTRO BC IM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO WRITE BATTLE SEQUENCES AND I FEEL BAD MAKING U GUYS WAIT OK BYEEEEEEEE

Chapter 2: Queen

You looked around your surroundings, mind confused and foggy. Where were you? Nothing in your sights was familiar, and you were too scared to walk ahead alone. You looked down at your feet, paying attention to your clothing. It certainly wasn’t the same clothing you wore just a few minutes ago, yet somehow it feels comfortable. You had a scarf draped in your favourite color, loosely hanging on your neck. Your usual tops and bottoms were tied with an intricate belt with a flower engraving that looked similar to the flowers you used on your flower crown a few years ago.

Enough of the fit check, you mused to yourself. Let’s get out of here, this place is creepy.

With little courage, you made your first few steps, echoing like a metal sounding that seems eerie yet familiar—each one bouncing off the distant walls of this neon, empty expanse. You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to keep moving. The world felt too big. Too quiet. You hugged yourself instinctively, fingers brushing the scarf at your neck, grounding you in its soft, familiar fabric.

A glint of light stops you at your tracks, catching your eye in the unfamiliar dark. Your breath hitches as you cautiously step closer, drawn to the strange object lying abandoned on the ground.

It was a grappling hook–but not like any you’ve seen before. The metal shines unnaturally bright, almost humming with energy, and the rope attached to it glows faintly, threads of light weaving through it in the hue of your favorite color.

“Um… okay..?” You found it weird that there was a grappling hook just sitting there, as if someone had placed it for you on purpose. You glanced around, half-expecting someone, or something, to leap out and claim it, but the silence pressed in, heavy and unnerving. You kneel to pick it up, feeling an odd warmth in your palm, as though the weapon recognizes you.

“Well, you’re mine now,” You stared at the weapon in hand, swinging it around as if to test its weight and balance. The grappling hook felt surprisingly natural in your grip, the metal glinting faintly in the dim light.

You gave it an experimental flick, watching the hook extend and retract with a satisfying whir. A small, almost giddy grin tugged at your lips. Despite everything, there was something kind of cool about this.

“Okay, maybe this won’t be so bad,” you whispered to yourself, feeling a flicker of confidence. The hook coiled neatly back into its mechanism, as if eager for its first real use.

Grappling hook in hand, you press on, feeling slightly secure with the weapon’s weight resting comfortably in your hand. The eerie silence of this strange world hums in your ears, only broken by the soft clinks of your footsteps. Eventually, you came across a cliff’s edge with three yellow arrows pointing down as if telling you to go down.

You checked the height of the drop, feeling at ease when you saw that it was shallow. You slid your way down and followed the path ahead, meeting a what seemed to be an adorable, pink creature that had a familiar face. They appeared to be shaky, as if scared of something

“Um, hello?” You softly asked them, keeping a distance so as to not scare them even further.

“The wires… the wires…” The pink creature muttered.

“Wires?” You raised an eyebrow, looking for any sign of what they were afraid of. You tilted your head back and saw a couple of wires dangled from above, the power cord menacingly hanging like a serpent ready to strike.

Huge wires, you pondered. I don’t think they’re supposed to be that size.

You see another cliff with yellow arrows and before you went ahead and slid down, you bid goodbye to the pink creature, silently wishing for them to be okay.

You arrive at the bottom and discover more power cords hanging ominously. You carefully stepped forward, weaving between them, trying not to let your nerves get the better of you. Suddenly, one of the cords crackled, and a sharp burst of electricity swerved down. Unfortunately, you were too late to move away, hitting you in the process.

Ow. You hissed at the pain, running towards hopefully a safe spot where the surge wouldn’t hit you. Okay... lesson learned. Stay sharp. Watch the surge.

You waited for a moment, carefully watching any kind of pattern on the surge. Luckily, you noticed a recurring pattern and kept it in mind, watching out for a clear gap between the crackling bursts.

Heart pounding, you took a deep breath and bolted forward the moment the cords pulsed harmlessly. Each step felt heavier with tension as you sidestepped through the pattern you learned. Finally, you reached a safer patch of ground where the wires thinned out. You exhaled sharply, only now realizing how tightly you’d been clenching your fists.

“And this is why parkour isn’t for everybody,” you muttered under your breath.

“Wait…”

You stared at the grappling hook in hand, facepalming once you realized something, “I could’ve used this thing. Stupid.” You cursed at yourself, feeling the sting of embarrassment creep up your neck. You were more than glad no one saw you.

You were about to take a step ahead until you heard a thud from the direction where you last came. Your body tensed, heart skipping a beat. The sound echoed eerily in the empty space, making it hard to tell just how far, or close, it really was. You froze, straining your ears for any hint of movement. Was someone... or something following you? You shifted your gaze to the sound, looking past the dim shapes of the cords.

The sounds of what sounded like two footsteps inched closer to you, anxious about who or what it was that was going your way. You heard a familiar voice from the same direction, squinting at who it could be. You spot a familiar purple figure, their hands behind their back in a chill manner. Next to them was a blue-skinned figure with a face that you knew all too well.

“... Kris? Susie?” You yelled out in the distance, your voice echoing off the strange metal and neon structures around you.

You heard your name being called out by Susie. Relief washed over you as you saw Susie break into a run, hurrying towards you with Kris following at a brisk pace, but something about Kris made your stomach twist. Kris didn’t slow, didn’t offer a wave, didn’t say a word—just stared, their expression unreadable, like they were looking through you.

“You look funny from here,” Susie gives you a crooked grin, “Like you’d seen a ghost or something.”

“In my defense, I thought you guys were some kind of scary… thing,” you retorted, “At least I’m not trapped here alone anymore.”

Susie let out a short snort, folding her arms. “Heh. Big words for someone tiptoeing around like they’re scared of their own shadow,” her eyes flicker on the grappling hook in your hand, then back to you, “Cool weapon. Guess you’re not totally useless.”

Kris finally caught up, their empty, almost puppet-like stare making your skin crawl. You couldn’t help but shift a little, feeling uneasy.

“I’m useful in my own way,” you turned back to them and pointed at another cliff with yellow arrows, “And this useful fellow will now go ahead. You guys don’t mind if I do, right?

“It’s safer to be together,” You heard Kris speak up, their voice carrying a strange, hollow edge that made your skin prickle. It was as if the words were being forced out, with a voice that somehow sounded like it was through a speaker.

You stared at them, uneasy, but managed a small nod, “... yeah.. I guess you’re right,” you murmured, trying to shake off the chill that ran down your spine.

It’s just Kris, you tried to convince yourself. Nothing to be scared about. Why would you be scared of your best friend?

“… Alright, then,” you hitched, moving behind Susie, “lead the way, Kris.”

And they do so. Kris leads the group smoothly, heading to the cliff as you all slide down. You reach a similar area, except the ground is littered with cracks, which alarmed you.

“Somebody help me… Somebody, please…” A familiar voice echo, pausing the three of you from your tracks. In front of you was Noelle, sitting on the ground, her body shaking

“Noelle!” You sprint towards her, heart pounding with worry, “Are you okay?”

Noelle cried out your name, a sigh of relief escaped her lips, “I’m… I’m so glad you’re here.”

“We’re here now,” you hugged her, patting her back to comfort her. You felt the tension slowly ease from her shoulders as she clung to you, shaky breaths gradually steadying. “Kris and Susie are with me.”

“What…?” Noelle opened her eyes to her purple haired classmate. “Susie?!” She quickly wiped her tears, breaking from the hug and attempting to compose herself from her position, “It’s.. uh… cool that you’re here, just…”

“Wait,” She pushes you away, enough for you to stumble and fall, “Get out of here before it’s too late!”

“What…” You were interrupted when some kind of cage flew from behind Noelle, trapping her in it.

“NOELLE!” You and Susie cried out in unison, your voices echoing as the trap lifted, carrying Noelle helplessly above the ground. Panic surged through you as you reached out instinctively, but the cage was already rising, out of reach, leaving only the sound of rattling metal and Noelle’s startled gasp behind, until…

“Ohohohohoooo…!”

An obnoxious sound echoed through the area, breaking the moment you had with Noelle. You snapped your head toward the source, only to see a blue robot with sleek, feminine proportions sitting comfortably on a couch with fire blowing out of its bottom like a rocket. Metallic and glossy, she shone under the strange light of this odd world, her expression fixed in an unsettling, toothy grin that never seemed to waver. Her sharp, rectangular visor shined in rectangle patterns, like a LCD. She seems to be holding a triangular wine glass with a neon green liquid that resembles acid.

The robot swirled its drink confidently, a smug smile plastered on its metallic face, “Hell Of A Study Session.”

“Who the hell are you?!” You and Susie yelled out in confusion.

“I Am Known As Serial Number Q5U4EX7YY2E9N,” The robot introduced itself, “But You Foolish Children May Call Me…”

The female robot paused for a second, taking a sip of its juice, “Queen.” A green neon-like message popped up next to it, with the words ‘Queen’ written out.

You deadpanned, confused and baffled at the scenario in front of you, “... What the fuck?”

“Heh, like we’re gonna call YOU “Queen”, Susie retorted.

“Q5U… 3… 7… Uh…”

“Queen.”

Susie pointed at Queen in a mocking manner, “Well LOOK, Queen. We’re NOT children!”

… We kind of are, though. You shot a glance at Kris, wondering if they were thinking the same thing.

“Teens Are Merely Big Children,” Queen argued, showing the group a neon presentation of two figures that were labelled ‘stupid’ and ‘big stupid’, “And Adults Are Even Bigger Children.”

“... doesn’t that make you a child, too, then?” You pointed out.

“No I Am: A Computer (Smart),” Queen retorted, showing yet another neon presentation of two laptops that were labelled ‘smart’ and ‘smart’. This somehow offended you.

“Wait, how in the hell did you do that???”

“... computer?” Susie’s eyes widened in confusion and surprise.

“Well Thank You For The Stimuli But I Must Leave Now (Goodbye),” Queen quickly takes off, her figure and couch rising above and away from you.

“Wait! WAIT!” Susie yelled out, ”Why’d you capture Noelle?!”

Queen, as if being called upon, came back immediately, “I Would Have Captured You Too But I Ran Out Of Cages.”

“Why the capturing??”

Queen shows a neon presentation of Noelle, “So That She May Become My Willing Peon.” She then presented multiple globe pictures, all of which were stained red. Somehow you found this all too silly, “In My Quest For World Domination.”

“Also Maybe I Will Make Her Face Into A Robot One?”

“WHAT?! Why?!”

“Seems Cool.”

You remained silent, trying to process whether Queen was serious or just messing with you all. The ridiculousness of the presentation, combined with her flat delivery, made it hard to tell. You exchanged a glance with Susie, who looked just as bewildered as you felt, and with Kris, whose unsettling stillness wasn’t helping your nerves.

“Well, FORGET it, dude.” Susie argued, “Nobody’s turning anyone’s face into a robot!”

“Could That Be A Statement Of Animous Dissension.”

“Huh?” Susie blinked in confusion.

You sighed in exasperation, “She meant, like, are you disagreeing or something.”

“Oh. Well. Yes?”

“You Wanna Fight, Losers.”

“YES!! YES, ALREADY, YES!!!” Susie excitedly pulls out her axe and continuously hits the ground.

“Oh Then Bye.”

“WAIT! A GODDAMN! SECOND!”

“I Have no Time For Such Frivolities (And Would Kick Your Ass),” Queen sips her acid juice for the umpteenth time, you start to wonder if it's that addictive.

A smirk starts to form on her metal mouth, “But Perhaps Someone Else Could Entertain You.”

You groaned, “What now?”

Suddenly, two cords fall from above startling the group, but the cords didn’t fall or hit on either of you. Two pink creatures fell victim to the cords, but instead of them getting hurt, the power cords landed on their face, fitting perfectly on their eyes and mouth. They transform into a tall, colorful bunch with extending fingers, face covered with the cord and still connected to the wire.

“Enjoy: Your Assimilation.”

[kelsunnie]

Hey! I just read your fic and I thought it was really cool and I have a question.

So... Are you gonna follow the "normal" route or are you gonna use the snowgrave one?

I mean I'm cool with the normal one, but also it would be cool to see the snowgrave one, even more if we see who it affects the reader and Kris reactions to the red soul (aka player) being an idiot.

And another thing is, are you planning to get deep into the reader's past? I mean, I LOVE when the authors are creative and creates past for the reader (even if I'm not identified with it) and not only a plain character, it would be cute if we see the reader open they heart to they friends.

(Also I created a headcanon where reader can play violin and they are really good at it and sometimes duet with Kris {totally not Omori reference})

That's all have a good day/night or whatever 💖

HIII OMG I REALLY APPRECIATE U MESSAGING??? REPLYING?? IDK HOW TUMBLR WORKS BUT THANK U FOR THINGY-ING

AS FOR YOUR QUESTIONSSSS:

from how reader behaves and thinks abt the current kris, i think we can get a kind of glimpse into what will happen (winky face winky face)

as for reader’s past, YUUSSS am actually like planning plotting out their history and their connections w the characters (even the minor ones bc each character matters 🤓☝️) and omg u just gave me an idea youre creative and cool im buying you ❤️‍🩹

and and i LOVE that headcanon their duets would be SOOO CUTEE 😍 but i hope no one gets pressured into getting better or accidentally falls on the stairs wink wink ok how do u hide certain messages

AGAIN THANK U SO MUCH FOR READING MY LATE NIGHT IDEA I LOVE KRIS SO MUCH AND IM SO GLAD THE KRIS IS CUTE PROPAGANDA IS SPREADING 😈 I HOPE U HAVE A GOOD DAY OR NIGHT ANON