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futbol16 · 1 year

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Mi Hermana • Alexia Putellas

I really hope you guys like this! I’m super happy about how well the first part did and thank you to the anon that requested it!

Requests: To ‘Alexia Jr’: Awesome… possible part 2 with alexia ripping into the team about how they’ve been acting?

can we please have more of Alexia jr 😫

I love alexia jr is it possible to do a part 2? Thanks ❤🦄

Part 1 Alexia Jr

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Since that night on the pitch with your sisters, Alexia paid more attention to the team’s interactions with you, or sometimes the lack of it. Now that she has been cleared to start working with a ball again she is around the team more often and though she still has training separate from you, she’s also a lot closer and can hear how the girls talk to you. To say she’s baffled would be an understatement and it’s only been two days since your admission about the situation.

Although she wants nothing more than to give them an earful when it happens, you had made her promise to handle it in a mature way. You didn’t want to mess up the team dynamics even more.

Barca’s game that following week, your sister watches you play from next to the benched players and the proud smile is hard to miss. However, cameras that were supposed to be on you at this moment as you dive down the length of the field with the ball at your feet, are on Alexia instead who’s wearing that pleased look. It’s wrong of them to focus on her when you’re in the midst of showing exactly why you’re in Barca’s first team.

She cheers loudly with the rest of the girls as the ball is chipped over the goalkeeper and you nod towards the fans, your hand above your eyes as if you were shielding them from the sun, almost like you were saluting the crowd. Your signature celebration.

That prideful glint in Alexia’s eyes turns into disappointment when she notices that none of your teammates celebrate with you or congratulate you. She does however feel a slight sense of relief when she sees Mapi clapping in her position, far back on your side of the field. The brunette’s jaw clenches at the lack of support you’re receiving from your team after each and every good pass or chance on goal, she is beyond saddened.

It’s only moments later when just as you receive the ball from Patri the defender on the other team comes in fast and takes your legs out. The air time you get before harshly landing on your side is something Alba would joke about but when you don’t immediately get up your sister realizes this could be serious. While you lay there for a bit, gripping the grass for a second to take your mind off the searing pain in your ankle, the defender gets her yellow card.

Still, Mapi is the only one coming to check on you near the left side of the pitch.

Once again, Alexia is grateful that her best friend is looking out for her little sister but she feels like the rest of the girls have let you and her down at the same time, she expected more of them. She shot up to her feet the instant you were tackled and she had leant forward wanting to see more and make sure you were okay. You slowly get up though, thankfully, assuring Mapi and the referee that you’re good to continue playing. Your sister plops back in her seat with a long exhale of worry and Marta, who’s sat next to her sends her a reassuring smile.

Eventually the match comes to an end and you wander off the field with a 5-1 victory, shaking the hands of the opposition as you do. Most of the girls have already ran off towards the bench, no doubt wanting to see your sister and your thoughts are proved to be true when you look in the direction. Alexia’s eyes connect with your own and though she holds a bright expression, happy for the team, there’s a look in her eyes that you don’t quite recognize.

Paula swings an arm over your shoulders, the Levante player a good friend of yours from the national team. You look over at her, noticing the way she purses her lips in thought and you nudge her to start talking.

“Do they always just leave you like that?” she voices her thoughts as she watches your teammates interact with your sister. Not one of them had clapped your back after the final whistle was blown even though they’ve done it to each other. You shrug at her.

“Most of them.” the sympathetic look she gives you is one that makes you regret answering the question and you bid her goodbye as your team starts their way towards the changing room.

You’re rather surprised to find Alexia waiting for you in front of the door and you give her a questioning look before she pulls you into a hug.

“You were so good out there hermana, I’m so proud of you” she tells you sincerely as she rubs a hand over your back and you sink further into her embrace.

“Gracias Ale” your voice is muffled by her shoulder but she presses a kiss to your forehead nonetheless. “Are we gonna go in or..?”

“Sí, but I’m going to talk to them and-”

“Ale, no” you plead with her, shaking your head rapidly. “Not now please, we just won I don’t want them to be upset because of me”

She stares at you for a second, her eyebrows furrowing and her signature frown on her face, but she gives in with a sigh. Even in times like this when you were so deeply hurt you put others’ feelings above your own.

“Vale, not today, but I will and you won’t get to stop me then” she holds the back of your head as she explains, bringing you into another quick hug. “They need to know what they’re doing is cruel”

You roll your eyes at her wording, but nod along as you open the door and walk in with your sister behind you.

“Good game chicas” you clap your hands only to be met with silence until one of them looks up and squeals at Alexia’s arrival.

You thought most of them already had their fair share of time with her outside but even now they surround her, turning a blind eye to your presence.

With another huff you get changed quickly and shove the last of your things into your backpack. Alexia tries but fails at hiding her annoyance at the team’s behavior and when she sees you about to exit she shrugs off the rest of the girls lingering around and with a half-sincere apology she’s out the door.

Patri stares at the now closed door in confusion. “What just happened?”

“I don’t know, but nice goal you scored today” Aitana shrugs as she praises the brunette. Patri looks at her.

“I didn’t score a goal.”

“Yes you did.” Some of the girls turn to the two as they continue.

“No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did, the 40th minute! Don’t you remember?” Aitana looks to the others for confirmation but they shrug.

“That wasn’t Patri, it was Y/N’s goal” Mapi corrects the two, angrily gritting through her teeth.

“Oh”

“Yeah, oh” the blonde bites back.

“Mapi-” Ingrid tries but is cut off by Nuria.

“What about the one after half time?”

“That was also Y/N” Irene joins, wondering just how blind the girls have been. Nothing more is said as the girls go back to changing, sensing the obvious tension in the air.

The next day you have recovery day with the team and as you finish up the last of it you enter the locker room to find most of the team there already. They pay you no mind as you take a seat, though as the minutes tick by Pina finally looks up from her phone.

“Y/N!” you’d be stupid to think she’s happy because she’s noticed you. “Alexia is coming today, right?”

“Yeah, she said she would!” Bruna adds excitedly and more of the girls turn to you, waiting for an answer.

“Yep, a bit later though” you confirm, not meeting any of their eyes as you change your socks.

“She must be here already then, no?” you glance up at that, sighing at the eager expressions you’re met with. “Could you get her? You know she will come in earlier if it’s her sister asking.” Jana’s words are accompanied with nods from around the room and as you stand with an annoyed huff you only hear one voice thanking you.

You wander down the corridors towards where your sister was just finishing her rehab session but as you walk the hallways you can’t help but get lost in your thoughts again.

You didn’t understand what more you had to prove to the team to be accepted by them, to not be as transparent. It seemed that no matter what you did they were only interested in you when it was about your sister. Alexia this, Alexia that. Will we get to see Alexia today? Is Alexia going to be at the game? It’s never, hey Y/N how are you? Or a simple bon dia. Nothing.

You did worry less about your performance however.

Before, you had compared your every touch of the ball to the way your sister would have done it, wondering if the way you were playing would be even close to her excellence. But the number of times your name has appeared on the scoresheets assures you that you were definitely doing something right, you weren’t only here because of who your sister is.

You patiently wait outside the gray door after knocking and soon one of the physios greets you with a smile.

“Hola, is Alexia here?” you ask, politely smiling at him. He nods as he lets you into the room, having recognized you.

“Someone’s genes are strong” he lowly whistles as you approach your sister but the two of you only send him another nod, eyebrows raised.

“Estás bien, pequeña? Why are you looking for me?” the brunette looks down at you with a tilt of her head.

“The girls told me to come get you, they wanna see you” you inform her as you lean into her side, needing some comfort from your older sister. Her nails graze the skin of your arm as she lightly moves her hand up and down.

“But I would’ve come anyway” she furrows her eyebrows, sighing at the way her team was behaving. You shrug at her, not saying more. Thankfully her session did just end and so the two of you walk back the way you’ve come and you tell her about how recovery has been before you get to the entrance of the locker room. Alexia abruptly stops in front of the door, effectively stopping you from reaching for the handle as she holds onto your shoulders.

“Why don’t you get that ankle of yours checked out, have it strapped.” she gestures to the ankle you’ve hurt during yesterday’s game. You study her for a second before agreeing and with a kiss on her cheek you leave towards the physios. She didn’t want you hearing what she would come next. Alexia exhales as you round the corner and disappear out of her sight before pushing the door in and entering.

Enthusiastic yells are soon silenced by the look on her face. She’s wearing a hard scowl, her jaw set and fists clenched. Her eyes are sharp as she looks over the people in front of her, Mapi watching her with her own arms crossed over her chest. She has been waiting for this moment, wondering just how long your sister would wait before going off on the team.

The team holds their breath as Alexia takes a ragged breath, they’ve never seen her so angry.

“What the fuck is wrong with all of you!” she explodes, and suddenly she’s forgotten all about you asking her to handle it maturely, but how could she do that when they’ve been hurting her baby sister? Her pent up aggression comes out as she starts, many of the girls’ eyes widening at her tone.

“What you’ve been doing to my sister is unacceptable! The way you’ve been behaving makes me question if we are a team!” She rages on, making sure to hold eye contact with each and every person as she catches her breath. A second later multiple voices ring out as they try to argue her words but she’s having none of it.

“Enough!” she shouts, a slap echoing throughout the room as she smacks the surface of the door with a spare shirt. They stand, like soldiers waiting for what would come next, beyond frightened by their captain’s rage. “I have seen enough. I have heard enough. You guys, all of you treat Y/N like she’s nothing! Not an ounce of respect in you for her, any of you!” her eyes connect with Mapi, assuring her that she’s not included in this. She had, after all, been the only one to treat you like a person.

“What does someone have to do to prove their worth? To be included? You all throw her away like she’s some useless rag and I will not have that, especially not when it’s my little sister.” she takes a breath to calm down, her head pounding from all the frustration she just let out and the remaining still in her. The girls cower back into their seats as they realize how they’ve been acting towards you.

“I am beyond disappointed in this team for making a teammate, you hear that? A teammate feels worthless, because you’ve neglected her even when she’s doing everything in her power to satisfy you all.”

“I agree, she’s done nothing but show how good she is on the field.” Irene adds that though Alexia is not looking for anyone’s approval, far beyond the point of caring, nevertheless, she does give the woman a nod for backing her up.

“She is insanely talented, without question better than I was at her age. She’s got the passing accuracy down to the millimeters, she shoots goals like no one else on this team and dios mío, she can dribble past all ten players and then finish perfectly!” Alexia throws her hands up in exasperation.

“She does get us a lot of goals.” Claudia admits quietly.

“And she’s super good at outsmarting defenders” Jana agrees, having experienced your skills firsthand.

“Yes she's a great player, but she's also a person with feelings and all of you have been ignoring that part.” Your sister concludes as the girls look down shamefully.

“That part too.” Mapi nods, angrily chewing on a piece of gum. The team stays quiet, each of them replaying their interactions with you and chastising themselves for how harsh they’ve been, how uncaring they were.

“We’re really sorry” a chorus of voices say and Alexia nods at that in understanding, finally unclenching her fists.

“I’m not the one you need to apologize to” she shakes her head, flashing the team another disappointed look. “Tomorrow, one by one -I'll make sure, you will all apologize to her. I want actual sorrys not half-assed ones because I asked you to.” she points through the girls who eagerly nod at her, many of them already thinking of ways to show you how much they regret their behavior.

The midfielder does not say goodbye as she slams the door behind her to punctuate all she’s said, though she did make sure to let Mapi know she doesn’t blame her too.

By the time Alexia gets to the physios room you’re already putting your shoe back on, animatedly conversing with the physio who’s sharing his own stories just as enthusiastically. She smiles at the interaction, happy to see you content even after a day of people ignoring you, people who were supposed to be your friends.

You jump in your seat in surprise when her hand squeezes your shoulder, but you hop off the table with another beaming smile. You wave goodbye to the physio before holding onto Alexia’s waist as you exit the training facility, herself pressing a kiss into your hair.

“Alba and I are taking you out for sushi tonight.” she informs you with a smile as you sit in the driver’s seat of her car. You were still adamant on not letting her drive, you didn’t want her to hurt her knee in any way.

“How come?”

“We’ve just missed you and besides, sushi is always good” she chuckles when you nod.

“Yeah and I’m always hungry” you cast a glance her way as you pull out of the parking lot of the Estadi Johan Cruyff.

“And I’ve missed you guys too” you admit, a confession that warms your sister's heart. Of course the three of you have seen each other almost everyday, especially you and Alexia, but you missed hanging out with them. You missed how peaceful your mind was when you were with your family.

Alexia stares ahead at the road as you drive the two of you home, forever grateful to have sisters like you and Alba. And you’re forever grateful for your big sisters, both who’d protect and love you no matter what.

It was now only your team’s job to recognize just how much they’ve hurt you and try to rebuild their relationships with you. No one was going to cross you again, not if Alexia could have a say in it.

#woso imagine #futbol16 #alexia putellas imagine #woso one shot

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hpowellsmith · 5 months

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Happy fourth birthday, Crème de la Crème!

I’ve been writing in this setting for five and a half years now and as the years have gone by, I’ve found I have more and more ideas to explore.

When I first pitched Crème de la Crème - more about that process here, from CdlC’s third birthday last year - it felt risky. I’d made romance-focused games before, but they were short, and focused on one character per game. My first CoG game, Blood Money, along with a lot of my other early games, is fantastical, violent, and moody, where CdlC is generally much lighter - in overall tone, if not in all the events that happen. But I’d been yearning to write a school game for a long time - I was idly thinking about it sometime during Blood Money - and this was my opportunity to do it.

And I’m really glad I did! Crème de la Crème has reached a larger audience than I ever thought possible, it won XYZZY awards that I was absolutely stunned to receive (Best Writing, and tying for Best Story and Best Game in 2019), and it continues to bring people enjoyment even after all these years. It feels really magical that people who don’t even know me have enjoyed this story, characters, and world.

I learned a huge amount from making it and it’s been a jumping-off point for future games in the same setting - so even though it came out four years ago, it’s still very much part of my life which is really lovely.

To think I was initially worried that people wouldn’t enjoy a game with so little combat in it!

Thank you to everyone who's played, gave feedback while it was being made, who's talked about it, who's made art about it, and who's supported it in any manner of ways. I really appreciate it. And particular thanks to Abigail C Trevor for the editing, Kris Lorischild for copyediting, Paula Tuazon for the beautiful art, and my wife Fay Ikin for helping me at every step of the way.

#creme de la creme #choice of games #interactive fiction #if game #interactive novel #amare games #romance games #text games #I am still sick today so am in a state of malaise #but wanted to mark the occasion in some fashion!#with a lovely picture if nothing else <3

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plus-size-reader · 2 years

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Dating Steve Harrington HC

~Steve, as he is right now, is the best boyfriend anyone could ever have

~He loves completely and totally, without exception, and there would be nothing that would keep him from showing you that love, every hour of every day

~Unlike Robin, who prefers to keep her physical love more private, Steve can’t get enough of PDA and loving on you all the time

~It doesn’t matter who’s around or what the context is, If Steve wants to hug you, he’s going to hug you. If he wants to kiss you like it’s the last time he’ll ever get the chance, he’ll kiss you.

~Steve is a relationship man, even if it took him a long time to realize it, and there is nothing more he wants than to be in a committed loving relationship for as long as he can

~Playing with his hair, and messing around with it, putting it in different styles and tormenting him over it just because you know that you can

~Loves to look at you, to stare at you and take in your ever detail as if it’s the last thing he’ll ever have the privilege of seeing

~Even if it’s a little creepy sometimes.

~”You’re staring at me, again”

~”I can’t help it, I’m just pretty sure you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen”

~Late night phone calls.

~It doesn’t matter if you’re talking, or if Steve’s talking, you’ll both stay on that line until the sun comes up, just chatting about whatever comes up

~Steve loves drama

~He may not be King Steve anymore but there’s a part of him that is a huge fan of being in the center of all the hot gossip. Though, as of late, your hot gossip has been talking to Dustin about Suzy and the science fair

~The topic has changed, but the energy your man brings to the table has not.

~Steve would do absolutely anything to make you laugh, and I mean absolutely anything.

~Once, when you were having dinner at your favorite chinese place in town, he stuck chopsticks so far up his nose you actually thought you’d have to drive him to the hospital, just on the off chance you’d find it funny

~Play fighting, and picking fights over the stupidest things all the time, just because you can. Steve’s favorite ‘fight’ to have, is who loves who more, which can go on for hours.

~”I DEFINITELY LOVE YOU MORE”

~”NO WAY, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. IT’S NOT POSSIBLE FOR YOU TO LOVE ME MORE THAN I LOVE YOU”

~Steve is easily jealous, and doesn’t even bother hiding it. Somebody gets too comfortable with you, or oversteps some invisible boundary he doesn’t even know he has, and they’re going to have him to deal with.

~Not that he’s all that scary, when it comes down to it.

~There isn’t anything Steve wouldn’t do to protect you or those kids, but that doesn’t mean he’s aggressive or violent, and he doesn’t have it in him to be.

~Steve is basically a teddy bear in a windbreaker and you’d never have him any other way.

~He just loves you so much

~Driving around in Steve’s car, all the time, for any reason, because that is about as close to perfection as he thinks he can get. He loves feeling the wind on his face as you crudely sing along to Paula Abdul at the top of your lungs.

~Steve is the kind of guy to match his partner, and you will never convince me otherwise. Whether you’d color coordinating or just wearing matching sweaters or shirts, he’s all for it.

~He’ll all for lots of things when it comes to you, things like game nights with the kids and dinner with your parents, all dressed up in a button up and slacks

~Just to make you happy

~Because, at the end of the day, Steve would do absolutely anything if it meant making you happy

#Steve harrington #stranger things #st #steve #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x ps reader #steve harrington x plus size reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington headcanon #stranger things x reader #stranger things x ps reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things x plus size reader #stranger things headcanons #st x reader #st x ps reader #st x plus size reader #st imagine #st headcanon

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dozydawn · 11 months

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Shadia Jaradat plays in the Mixed Team’s Classical Swiss during the 15th Asian Games, 2006. Photographed by Paula Bronstein.

#shadia jaradat #chess #paula bronstein #2006 #2000s

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patchwork-crow-writes · 8 months

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Thoughts on Kris x Ralsei

This is so long I had to split it up into parts - this is Part 1, which looks into how the roles that Kris and Ralsei are given contributes to the idea of their romance. As more parts are written, they'll be linked below in this handy-dandy TOC!

Part 1: And They Lived Happily Ever After <- (You Are Here!) Part 1.5: I Believe Your Choices DO Matter Part 2: A Pair of Star-Cross'd Lovers Part 2.5: In Another World, We Could Have Been (Just) Friends

Okay, so.

Wanted to elaborate a bit on my viewpoint of this ship, because I don't think it's something I've ever really discussed before and I think it's actually a very interesting dynamic (or at least has the potential to be, depending on where the rest of Deltarune goes).

So, Kralsei is cute, isn't it? It's fun to hug the fluffy boy and watch him melt into incomprehensible stuttering and blushing. All the little signs he's really, really into Kris, all the cute little snippets of dialogue you can initiate with him, all the alone time they spend together, in both chapters... honestly, the game makes it hard not to root for this pairing.

And yeah, it's cute... in a very surface-level, don't-think-about-it-too-hard kind of way. But once you start thinking about it... hoo boy. There is. A LOT to unpack here. So much more is going on just under the surface, and once you see it, it's difficult to un-see it. And in my opinion, it makes the Kralsei dynamic so much more nuanced, more compelling, and potentially quite tragic.

Now, a disclaimer: it's fine to like this ship on a surface level. No real harm is being done, these are fictional characters and it doesn't matter what reason you enjoy it for - if it provides comfort to you and gets you through, then more power to you! This is more me sorting through my thoughts on the subject and is not a judgment on how others approach it. With that said, and in the spirit of full disclosure, this will go into slightly uncomfortable territory - picking apart the idea of destined love, the deconstruction of common romance tropes, how outside manipulation might play a part, and even the potentially incest-adjacent nature of the relationship. If you don't want to deal with any of that, you can stop reading right now, and that's okay. Please continue to enjoy Deltarune in the manner that is best for you, and thank you for your attention thus far :)

If you're still with me, then please click the read more and we'll get started.

Part 1: And They Lived Happily Ever After

The first thing you have to understand is that Deltarune is utterly determined to cram the notion of Kralsei down the player's throat. The game is not subtle about this in any way, shape or form. Everything from the narration, to the dialogue, to major game events, to item interactions, and even the roles that Kris and Ralsei play both in the story and the party, serves to reinforce the notion that these two are very likely to end up romantically involved with each other in some way.

Let's look at the characters first. Kris is portrayed as the noble knight - stoic, unwavering, courageous, a natural leader - clad in medieval-inspired plate armour and wielding a sword and shield. And Ralsei is the archetypal princess - demure, dainty, kindhearted, nurturing - who uses magic to heal his allies and pacify enemies.

I did not mistype there - Ralsei is a prince, but the characteristics associated with him are more commonly found amongst female healers in JRPGs. Think Fina from Skies of Arcadia, or Marle from Chrono Trigger (minus the temperment), and you might have an idea of what I'm on about.

Think of knights and princesses for a moment. Imagine St. George slaying the dragon to save a helpless damsel. Imagine Lancelot and Gwenevere. Robin Hood and Maid Marion. Link and Zelda. Squall and Rinoa. Every single fairy tale involving an imperilled princess and a knightly rescuer. For a more modern take, imagine The Bodyguard. Ness and Paula. I could go on, but then we'd be here all day.

Suffice it to say that there is a pretty entrenched tradition surrounding these archetypes - a male-coded, phsyically-adept, courageous, stoic, action-oriented figure, is paired with a female-coded, magically-adept (depending on the medium of course), less-physically-capable by comparison, emotional, and more passive foil. The (male-coded) knight protects and rescues, the (female-coded) princess nurtures and soothes.

It is a very, VERY emotionally-charged dynamic, by its very nature. Through their acts of service to their protectee, the Knight displays their devotion and care for the Princess, and is in turn emotionally-enriched and cared-for. There is a great deal of physical and emotional vulnerability between them, and it is therefore ideal for romance stories.

Look at Kris and Ralsei again, through this lens. Kris is immediately put into the role of Knight, and Ralsei quickly establishes himself as a classic Princess. Almost instantly, before you've even become aware of it, you've made the connection - they're going to fall in love, because that's what ALWAYS happens in these stories. Ralsei supports and encourages Kris, both in dialogue and in battle, and Kris...

...Kris, uh...

...they...

...hug Ralsei sometimes...?

...they... they give him a ribbon...?

...no, that can't be right.

But it is right, for two reasons. One, Kris doesn't have to do anything. The roles are already established, and Ralsei is playing his part like a pro. And two, Kris doesn't do any of those things in the first place - you do. It's the player who hugs Ralsei, who gives him the ribbon, who picks the dialogue options, who makes the connections. You're the Knight in this scenario, not Kris.

Because Kris doesn't get to make that choice. Kris has to do what you tell them to do. And many of us have already jumped to the conlusion that this romance is happening, becuase that's what always happens. The Knight and the Princess fall in love. They get married. They live happily ever after.

So we ship them, because hey, it's cute, and it's easy. I can't stress enough how easy the game makes this. I'm fairly convinced that Ralsei was designed by comittee, like the Funzo toy in that one episode of the Simpsons. Like he was created with the sole purpose of being the most disgustingly adorable, lovable, awkward little cinnamon bun that ever existed. Like he was created to generate the maximum emotional response in players. It's the cuteness response dialled up to 11, and we are almost hard-wired to want to protect this little bundle of fluff from any and all danger, because lookit how sweet and adorable he is! The glasses make his eyes look all big, his fluffiness is reminscent of that of baby animals, he stutters and fumbles his way through dialogue, and you just want to scoop him up and put him in your pocket or something.

And so, we're more than happy to fulfil the role of the Knight to Ralsei's Princess. Whether Kris actually wants to or not. Because it does become increasingly obvious that outside of our influence, Kris is still their own person, with their own goals and desires, but no real agency with which to pursue them. Would that we could know what they truly want, but we are never presented with an opportunity to find out.

The thing is, Kris is not particularly... knightly. They play pranks on their friends, they swipe sweet treats from their mother, they seem to enjoy getting a rise out of people, and particularly from Asriel, if the story about "dropping the lizard into the pit to jump higher" is any indication. They sleep through class, yet by Berdly's grudging admission they are the "third smartest in the class". The only reason they go to church is so they can drink the "sick fruit juice". They don't seem to have any issue with prank-calling their mom, while she's taking about them with their tutor, while they're standing just out of sight, while they're balancing a trash orb on their head.

Nothing about this behaviour screams "Knight." If anything, it would make more sense for Kris to have become a Rogue-type character upon entering the dark world. So the question remains - why is Kris forced into that role? And to what extent is the seemingly "fated" romance between Kris and Ralsei part of that role?

Folks, we have barely scratched the surface here. If I keep writing here this will become a novel, so I have to stop for everyone's sanity. But I will follow up soon, looking into the ideas of Purpose and Destiny and how they relate to Kralsei in-game. If you've stuck with me up to this point, let me just say thanks, because wow I wrote a lot here, and it's probably a bit rambly and says the same things two or three times, but I just. Had to get this onto the page in some way or another, so... here it is.

Thanks for reading, and see you in the next one :)

#essay #thoughts #rambling #deltarune #kris dreemurr #Ralsei #Kralsei #Krisei #shipping #romance #character archetypes #Knights and Princesses #long post #Part one of several #oh my god there's so much ground to go over here I didn't even know #and we're only TWO CHAPTERS in #no wonder I'm obsessed #theory

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carlyraejepsans · 11 months

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You said in the Ralsei post that his flirting with Kris is supposed to make us uncomfortable or at least question his relationship to Asriel. I agree that Toby could possibly "go there", but do you think it's intentional on Ralsei's part? I genuinely don't think he knows he looks like Kris's brother. If someone makes Kris get into a relationship with someone who looks like their brother, I think it'll be the players fault for knowing he looks like Asriel and forcing it anyway rather than Ralsei himself actually knowingly being into incest. (feel free to answer this without posting the ask if it's worded badly)

all things considered i don't think he does. i think what's happening in deltarune is that ralsei, as a darkner, was created to play on our fondness and love for the asriel we knew in undertale. at the same time, if you're in any way familiar with classic rpgs, you'll realize that ralsei's role in the story is a direct callback to the "healer of the cast, bearer of the prophecy and love interest for the protagonist" trope (a role that was always given to female characters, tying into his gnc quoi), so being framed romantically by the story is... kind of a given here. however, those two core aspects of his, well, self, are basically incompatible. at least when it comes to his desire to be liked by kris, because being pushed into romantic situations you perceive as incestuous is, understandably, going to freak a guy out.

as you probably know, i recently had the chance to play earthbound, and paula reminded me of ralsei so much. ralsei deconstructs the rpg girl trope in general, but knowing how big of a mother 2 fan toby is, i feel like she was a pretty clear inspiration in the way he wrote ralsei. and something that happens again and again and again throughout the course of earthbound as soon as paula joins the team, is that people constantly make comments about her and ness being together. now, paula/ness is canon by the end of the game and has been confirmed as such by the creators, but earthbound as a game heavily features the topic of fatedness; and unlike deltarune, chosen ones and prophecies and dreams of future friends are never questioned by its plot, they are the plot. so, since a big part of deltarune's gimmick consists in questioning the trope of rpg fate, i wonder if ralsei's crush on kris might be revealed to be something predetermined too, going forward. after all, he spent a long time waiting for the heroes of prophecy to arrive so he could become their friend and help them on their quest. if that same "fate" determined that he was supposed to be kris' love interest, then knowing ralsei he probably accepted that fact and acted accordingly. which would mean getting into whether those feelings are actually genuine or if they're born out of duty and his submission to What Is Right And What Should Be.

the main reason i don't think he's aware, though, is that that incompatibility between those two aspects of himself that prevent him from fulfilling (part of) his purpose is a storyline that heavily reminds me of spamton's. ralsei is the most "purposepilled" character in the entire game. he is ADAMANT about reinforcing 1) his own lack of agency 2) that of all other darkners 3) the darkners' purpose towards the lighters as not only inescapable, but good, 4) the status quo of the light world/dark worlds dynamic as it stands. fulfilling his purpose is a BIG deal to him, and the story is obviously going to have an arc challenging it and sending the poor boy into an existential crisis. and him realizing during the events of the game that his literal appearence alone makes kris uncomfortable and prevents him from being the good rpg love interest character he was created to be, well... it just feels like a good way to further that arc.

#tldr i don't think he does and i think him realizing it could be a crucial aspect of his inevitable breakdown #answered asks #deltarune #ralsei #kris #incest mention #entry log #also correct me if I'm wrong but there's the fact that NEVER ONCE does he bring up asriel. queen even makes him a room and everything #but ralsei prince from the dark of prophecy fame.... doesn't ever even mention him? wrow. much to think about #metanalysis

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