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Anonymous /vg/532676262#532683938
7/26/2025, 12:24:01 AM
>>532682863
This you?
Anonymous /vg/530799403#530824181
7/11/2025, 5:27:21 PM
>>530817637
doe sex....
Anonymous /vg/530718950#530725817
7/10/2025, 10:41:45 PM
Dess gave Kris brain damage before Susie.
Anonymous /vg/530563384#530567224
7/9/2025, 7:12:40 PM
>>530563892
>Dess calls out after knocking on Toriel's door for the fourth time
>Still no answer
>She says fuck it and lets herself in
>Toriel is so drunk that she barely registers Dess at all
>A spilled glass of wine is at her feet
>She tries to mumble something, but she's too drunk to make sense
>Dess cringes internally
>She knew the divorce stuff was gonna be hard, but seeing Toriel like this is uncomfortable
>She puts it out of her mind, letting Toriel know she'll take care of Kris for the night
>*knock knock* "Kriiiis!"
>She opens his door herself, already knowing that he won't open it for her
>Kris is sitting on his bed and sobbing
>It's this weird, half-silent crying, like he's trying to keep quiet but can't stop the tears
>His room is a mess, bottles everywhere
>Bits of broken glass are strewn all over the fucking place
>It smells more of alcohol than the living room did
>Dess suddenly realizes the only drink in the living room is the spilled wine glass at Toriel's feet
>The only acknowledgement he gives of Dess being there is to move to the edge of his bed for her

>...
>Dess feels sick to her stomach
>She approaches him carefully, crouching down to his level
>"...Gosh, Krissmas. It's okay."
>She reaches out, Kris flinches until her hand goes to his head rather than his pants
>She rubs his head, trying to figure out what to do now
>They both know what she came for, but Dess isn't exactly feeling horny anymore
>Kris is as quiet as ever, save for the crying
>Dess frowns, her heart aching for her favorite boy
>She pulls him into a hug
>Kris doesn't fight it, just crying into her shoulder
>Multiple minutes pass before Kris even shows signs of calming down
>Dess ponders what she should do
>She sure as shit can't leave him here tonight
>Now that he's at least a little more calm, she decides to try and distract him
>She scoops him up in her arms
>"C'mon, dork. We're gonna go for a drive."
Anonymous /vg/530513491#530523545
7/9/2025, 9:48:27 AM
Kris SUCKS