Kris-chr - KRIS.CHR

fanfic ttime, featuring my zeph hms!! tw for suicide mention

"You don't understand, Mind! We need to feel something, anything!" "In order to survive this cacophany, we need to detach from the situation." As Heart and Mind argued for the umpteenth time, Soul stood by. This reminded him of the arguments before the current loop. Heart betraying Mind, severing his arms, and now shooting him. Could this ever end? "Soul fronts the most, right? He needs to be present in the moment, to feel and act accordingly!" "If he feels nothing, the mental toll won't be as much of a burden." Words blended together in Soul's mind, his fur fluffing up with overstimulation.

"Shut up!" Soul snapped. He summoned his trident, pointing it at the two, his wings fluffing up in rage. "I swear to fucking Harmonia, if you two don't stop arguing like before, I will hang this damn body!" Silence. Heart and Mind shook hands, and backed away from eachother. "This has happened before! Do you remember how you lost your arms, Mind?! Do you remember why he hates you in the first place, Heart?! You don't!! I have been trying for years to make you two listen, but--" He paused and took a deep breath, letting his trident simmer away.

"...You never listen."

Thinking about Soul makes me sob because imagine if he's the only one who ALWAYS remember each and every loop 24/7 while the other two stuck within the time mental loop where they keeps on forgetting ehat happened, forgetting their progress over and over again despite knowing about the loops. (Knowing, not remembering.)

Leaving Soul behind in the dark, remembering each one of those loops. Seeing his friends constantly falling back into the worst versions of themselves, ovwr and over again.

I imagine on the first few loops, Soul TRIED so hard to make them aware of the loop, to let them know that this had happened before, to shake their heads. He was probably desperate for them to REMEMBER so this cacophony could end fast, so they could be back and be friends again.

But no, despite how many times he had told them, it doesn't help with their fights at all. They'll forget about it by the next loop.

Soul longs for that happy place, happy times where his friends are being friends, where all three of them get to have a happy life, being whole, complete. But it never last long. He could make them aware of the loop during concord and they would accept it, but it would be a waste once they hit calamity once again.

He would cling into those parts of Heart and Mind that reminded hin of concord, would try his best to bring the best out of them, only for them to completely ignoring him and hyperfocused on their own conflicts about wanting to be the one to influence soul.

He probably had tried to solve their problems with kindness for the first few rounds. He slowly turned his attempts to get them to get along into threats as the more the loops happened.

He must be so sick of it. Just as much as the other two. Except, he remembered everything.

i have nevert fujoed out this hard in my life ong

vro i just had the most distrubing nightmare of my life

she put her head in a FUCKING MICROWAVE

@zundamind peep this

Random little magpie mind doodle

sorgy i had to do this again i am so normal for this

injury requiem is a spell of his. it just blasts a high-pressure torrent of blood and inflicts a random injury.

i'm not like other girls

i'm 50

and if the other snake was raiden, they'd team up

yea

if iit's possible could he be turned into cirno if you put a cd of scarlet devil police in

*handz 005 a CD that's labeled "FUNKYTOWN"*

you know what to do..

*points to 007*

#005–H: —Thumbs up. Approaches MedicBot from behind.— [ Hey Doctor. ]

#007–M: [ Hm? Ja Herr #005–H? ] —Turns his head around over his should to see HeavyBot.—

#005–H: [ Open. ]

#007–M: [ AH!! ] —He blushes and drops the Clipboard he had on his hands— [ B-But Herr #005–H! Y... U-Uhm... H-Here?? Are... Are You Sure?? ] —smiling nervously and confused and shaking—

#005–H: [ Just Open. Trust Me. ]

#007–M: [ M...Mhn... O—Okay... If You Say So... ] —He turns around and opens the compartment in his abdomen. Nervous n confused. There's an USB port and something to place CD's n shit.—

#005–H: —Carefully places CD inside smiling MISCHIEVOUSLY—

#007–M: [ V-Vait Vhat Is Zhat— VAIT NO— ] —He starts to spin— [ Won't you take me to— Funkytown? Won't you take me to— Funkytown? Won't you take me to— Funkytown? Won't you take me to— Funkytown? AAACCCHHH NOT AGAIN— YOU PRANKSTER— Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me— Town to keep me movin'— Keep me groovin' with some energy— ]

#005–H: —Schwedenfreude taunt—

woah mama fuck them

Woah mama it sucks when people stare at me when I’m in public. This is why I prefer to stay home, uh huh.

a ddream again

i hhad a very vivid dream where i made a tumblr post and i went on here to find it only to be distracted by a pyro oc named izzy that disappeared

COME BBACK IZZY IDK WHO YOU ARE BTW T COME BACK