GreyCrystal
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A recreation of a scene in the weird route, but with the roles switched.
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While fighting a powerful Darkner, Kris sees an opportunity to escape the one responsible for forcing them down this dark path. They just have to convince Noelle.
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“You weren’t Kris yesterday in that city, were you? And you’re not Kris now.” Despite their heaves of breath, Kris still wore the eerie dead eyed expression on their face. It was different from the one they had when they first moved to Hometown—that one, although was their default, often molded and changed into normal expressions of joy and fear, sorrow and mischief. This new face that sat in Kris’ skin was as robotic as it was uncanny, and they moved like old claymation, staggering and jerky.
“But you were Kris last night. So how do I find Kris again?”
or: Noelle is going to get her friend back, even if she has to claw it out of them.
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17 Nov 2025
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They can feel the pulse in their carotid artery, under her thumb. She tilts her head, like holding Kris’s life in her grasp is a puzzle she can’t quite figure out.
“Waiting for something, Kris?”
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01 Aug 2025
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Sometimes words are hard. In Kris' defense, they weren't the one choosing them.
Or: The Actual Official It Snew Fanfic, from The Person Who Made It Snew
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15 Jul 2025
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They can’t sleep.
It is the images that keep flashing in their mind no matter how many times they try to cram their eyes shut. They did everything. Threw It in the cage dragged Berdly to the hospital crawled to Noelle rolling on their back to show the soft vulnerable parts of them, sorry sorry sorry sorry and they don’t think she bought prank—know now there is no way to convince her of that again—and when they tugged out the thorn she winced but somehow didn’t flinch away from them, after it all, after It.
Their hand reaching for Noelle’s. Shaking. Trying to plead run with every single part of them. They weren’t fast enough. Because then It was there and Its words were thorns stabbing their cheeks, Noelle was terrified, Noelle was freezing, please not her hurt me do anything to me leave her alone leave her alone, but they couldn’t even scream by then. Just begging. Rolling over to It. I’ll be good. I’ll be so good. Just please don’t hurt her.
(Or: Kris tries to get help.)
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15 Jun 2025
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It feels stupid, throwing pebbles up at Kris’s window. Like something from some lame old rom-com.
Maybe it is stupid, definitely is, but shitty music is blasting from the living room, and there’s no way Kris could sleep through that. And.
Susie doesn’t, exactly, want to go home tonight.
(Kris and Susie and a slight moment of respite.)
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11 Jun 2025