kris-alvarez

[kris-alvarez]

&&. @will-blooms​

       KRIS WASN’T NEARLY coordinated enough in high heels to ride their motorcycle while wearing them, so they had opted to drive their truck over to Will’s place. A small smirk was on their lips as they approached Will’s door. As promised, they were still in the red mini dress that they had put on for their cancelled Tinder date. It was completely out of the normal for Kris to wear something so obviously feminine --- but they felt confident that night. Unstoppable.

     THE DOOR OPENED to reveal Will in the suit that he had mentioned. Kris whistled under their breath. “¡Ay Dios mío! Who knew you could clean up so damn well, Baskin Robbins?” They made no point in hiding the slow look up and down Will’s body. Not bothering to wait for an invitation inside, Kris shrugged off their leather jacket. “I brought some weed if you wanted to smoke before we ate. It’ll make your cooking all the more bearable to eat,” they teased with a wink.

[kris-alvarez]

alright angels. after some thought, i’m going to continue rping on my character’s blogs and just do multiple verses ( like an indie, basically, except i’m too lazy to actually log into my indie ). if there’s a verse that someone wants to do, feel free to send me a message bc odds are that i’m 10/10 down. applies to all three of my characters --- kris, teagan, and kelsey.

bare with me as i probably go ham with changing my fcs a million times.

[kris-alvarez]

fuck it jk, i’m just gonna reblog and actually put my discord on here so the crownsville fam has no excuse not to add me (jk.... sort of 🔪). my discord is  vinyl collector 💿#9016. my personal is @belowaveragewaste --- wow, what an emo bitch alert --- and my indie although i rarely use it is @valsmuses. instagram is valxjane & snapchat is slytherval.

completely heartbroken rn. i love all of you so damn much, i’m honestly crying right now. thank you so much to everyone in this group. through the good times, the bad times, the plain wild times, i really have loved calling this group home to my characters. i’ve had so much fun here and y’all are some of the best writers i’ve ever had the fortune of writing with. writing with you challenged me and helped me grow as a writer. thank you for everyone who was always there for me. i truly wish each and every one of you the best.

v— thank you so much for creating this group. i know it hasn’t been easy & i wish more than anything that you hadn’t had to deal with all of this negativity. this is one of my favorite groups that i have ever been in. you are so kind and patient. the fact that you kept this group open for so long just by yourself, that’s mad impressive. i’ve modded groups this big before and even with 2 comods, it felt impossible. you have to be some kind of superwoman for doing this all on your own. even though i’m genuinely so devastated to see this group come to a close, i respect and understand why. you’ve done such an amazing job. i’m really proud of you for all the hard work that you have put into this group and i hope that you get the break you v much deserve. you’re a rockstar. all i can say is: thank you. i love you.

please, please, please. please. stay in touch. i don’t want to lose touch with anyone. if anyone would like my discord, message me.

[kris-alvarez]

completely heartbroken rn. i love all of you so damn much, i’m honestly crying right now. thank you so much to everyone in this group. through the good times, the bad times, the plain wild times, i really have loved calling this group home to my characters. i’ve had so much fun here and y’all are some of the best writers i’ve ever had the fortune of writing with. writing with you challenged me and helped me grow as a writer. thank you for everyone who was always there for me. i truly wish each and every one of you the best.

v--- thank you so much for creating this group. i know it hasn’t been easy & i wish more than anything that you hadn’t had to deal with all of this negativity. this is one of my favorite groups that i have ever been in. you are so kind and patient. the fact that you kept this group open for so long just by yourself, that’s mad impressive. i’ve modded groups this big before and even with 2 comods, it felt impossible. you have to be some kind of superwoman for doing this all on your own. even though i’m genuinely so devastated to see this group come to a close, i respect and understand why. you’ve done such an amazing job. i’m really proud of you for all the hard work that you have put into this group and i hope that you get the break you v much deserve. you’re a rockstar. all i can say is: thank you. i love you.

please, please, please. please. stay in touch. i don’t want to lose touch with anyone. if anyone would like my discord, message me.

[kris-alvarez]

“You’re so naive, it breaks my heart.”

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norahceleste‌:

Squeezing Kris’ hand gently, Norah follows them over to their bike, accepting the helmet with a smile. “I think I can handle it. Safety first.” She says, carefully putting it on. After Kris gets on the bike, she takes a seat behind them, wrapping her arms around their waist to hold on. “Ready when you are.” 

“Exactly. Can’t risk Omar and Anya’s mom getting hurt,” Kris grinned. The ride was short and the hike even shorter, although they made sure to keep their hand linked with Norah’s the entire time. Once the trail ended, it revealed a clearing that Kris had set up with a blanket, their telescope, a bottle of wine, and a basket full of Mexican food that they had cooked for the occasion. “Gotta confess, I was a little worried someone would have stolen all of this in the time that it took me to pick you up. If I was still in New York, it all would have been gone the second I turned my back.” Kris turned to Norah and nervously examined her face. “Is this... alright? I’m not all that great at coming up with date ideas. We’ve still got about an hour before we’ll be able to really see any stars. Figure we can amuse ourselves until then.”

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fightertris‌:

tristin was so happy that her baby was finally fix that she couldn’t hold back her excitement. leaning in, she wrapped her arms around kris and captured the other’s mouth in a deep kiss. it only last a few seconds as tristin caught herself and pulled back with a smile. “thank you,” she offered them a smile. “you’ve got my information, whatever the cost just charge it to my card.”

Kris chuckled when they saw the excitement cross over Tristin’s face. They completely understood---whenever their bike needed repairs, they felt like they were going insane without it. The kiss caught them completely off guard. However, they were quick to return the kiss and rest their hands on Tristin’s hips. Just as quickly as it began, the kiss was over. Kris cleared their throat and smiled back. “Alright, yeah. Will do. Maybe I should fix your car more often if this is what it gets me.” Chuckling, Kris tucked a strand of Tristin’s hair behind her ear. 

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makeitmonet·:

Monet blushed.  It never got any easier to hear that she was attractive, especially not from someone who was sober, and totally serious about what they were saying.  Her mother had always been the beautiful one, the one men stopped and stared at.  She’d always just figured she was homely.  Not that she’d ever thought she was ugly, because she definitely felt like what she saw in the mirror was decent, sometimes even pretty.  But she didn’t think for a second she could be on the same playing field as Kris.  “I don’t think I’ve ever been on a date with someone that identifies as nonbinary.  I mean, I’ve met several, there’s always a lot in the art world I feel like, but I’ve never really gotten into a deep conversation with one…” she trailed off, wondering if what she was saying could be misconstrued as offensive in any way.  “Is it wrong of me to say I don’t understand it?  Not that I don’t understand it like I don’t approve or anything, I just have never really had it explained to me by someone who actually lives it, y’know?”

Again, her blush grew, and she shrugged.  “So what does it really mean to be nonbinary?  Like in your own experience?  I mean, I figure it’s different for different people, just like anything would be, but I’d love to hear it from you.”  Monet grinned, trying to seem non-threatening and as inoffensive as humanly possible, feeling a little more naive than she already had.  “I’m fluent in English and Italian.  They’re both sort of my first languages…I don’t really remember which I learned first, I mean.  I’m also mostly fluent in French, though I don’t feel quite as comfortable with it as Italian.  I speak Spanish, too, but like with French it’s just not my most comfortable language.  Besides that, I know some conversational German and Dutch, and then phrases and questions in a couple other languages.  But if we’re talking fluent, I’m only going to claim English and Italian!”

“Nah, it’s not wrong of you. I wish that people would ask more. The more people ask and the more we talk about it, the more normalized that it becomes. Gender is fucking confusing,” Kris reassured her with another squeeze of her hand. “Honestly, if screaming was a socially acceptable answer to ‘what’s your gender’, that’d be it for me.” They laughed for a moment before pausing to gather their thoughts. “Well, like you said, there’s no one default nonbinary experience. Everyone identifies and expresses their gender differently. Think of it... okay, so, you grew up around art. Think of gender as colors. You can mix colors together like yellow and blue to make green. I’m green. I’m a mix of everything... or, sometimes, I feel like neither and that’s okay too.

 For me, when I was younger, the easy answer was that I was a tomboy. I wanted to go and play in the mud with the other boys instead of wearing a dress or playing with Barbies. No one really thought anything of it. But when I get older and still expected to conform to traditional gender roles, I felt really angry. And suffocated. I didn’t understand it for a long time. I grew up in a pretty conservative household where we didn’t even acknowledge queer people, let alone the complexities of gender. It just wasn’t talked about. So for a really long time, I genuinely thought something was wrong with me. I knew I was attracted to people who were female-presenting, I figured that out early on, but it still felt like there was something not clicking. It felt like my skin would crawl whenever someone called me a woman. It wasn’t until I went to New York and got involved in the LGBTQ+ community on campus that I figured it out. For me, being nonbinary means not identifying as a male or a woman. I’m just... me, and I don’t have to force myself to fit into any mold. Most of the time I still lean closer to traditional masculine hobbies and clothing because they don’t call attention to my body. I’ll wear a chest binder to make my chest appear flat because I feel self-conscious about people seeing my breasts and therefore assuming I’m a woman. They still assume I’m a woman 99% of the time, but it helps me feel more in control of it. And then there are nights like tonight where I feel more feminine and don’t mind dressing up in a dress and heels and wearing a bra. It really just depends on the day. Lately, as I’ve been on my own and spending more time to reflect on myself, I’ve gotten more comfortable with my body again. I know who I am and I know my heart, and the people who love me and see me know who I am too. I don’t feel as pressured lately to alter my appearance so I won’t get misgendered. For me, personally, being nonbinary feels like freedom to live a life without conforming to society’s ideals of what gender is.” They paused, realizing that they had been talking for a lot longer than they had planned. They gave a small laugh. “But it sucks when most buildings only have a male bathroom and a female bathroom and you don’t necessarily feel comfortable going into either. I appreciate you asking, hermosa. It’s nice to talk about it.”

Kris whistled under their breath. “Damn, look at you go! That’s really impressive. I wouldn’t have assumed you could speak that many languages just by looking at you. If you ever need help with Spanish, just let me know. I’m happy to help you out.” The waiter came with the food that the pair had ordered at that moment and Kris stopped talking for a moment to get the food situated. “Looks good, doesn’t it? Maybe I should have come here sooner. Except I wouldn’t be here with you and that’s the best part.”

[kris-alvarez]

📲 TEXT — THE BULLY 😭

Alwyn: You’ve obviously trained him well. 😂 Take that, Disney!

Alwyn: Who are we bullying tomorrow? 😈

Alwyn: Okay, Yoda. Hate to bring emotions into this, but I have a question. What is it like to fall in love with someone?

Alwyn: Specifically, is it like, you can’t stop thinking about someone? Like they’re on your mind all of the time and you get jealous that you might not be the person for them, but at the same time, you want them to be happy or whatever??

Kris: We could follow the trend and bully Sony into releasing Spiderman 🔪

Kris: OH GOD. EMOTIONS. Hang on I need to finish gagging. 🤢

Kris: Seriously though ... I've only been in love for real that one time with Rasha. I tried really hard to keep her at a distance. I thought it would be better that way for both of us since I'm so shitty at relationships. Yeah, I thought about her all the time. I missed her when she wasn't around. She was the first person that I'd want to tell whenever something happened, whether it was good or bad. At the highest point, loving her made me feel like I could handle anything because I had her. It was like having a best friend but more. I never really got jealous, though. I knew that I was the only one that she wanted ... classic asshole Kris. Now that it's all over... All I've ever really wanted is for her to be happy. I'm glad that even for a little while I was that person for her before I fucked it up. She's a great person who has been through a lot and deserves the happy ending with the family that she's always wanted. I want her to have everything she wants in life and more. I'm not going to be the one by her side for it but I'm always going to support her and be happy for her and want the best for her. And I'm never going to be sorry for loving her, even if I messed it up. At least I know I can love someone.

Kris: Why? You in love?

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kitxweaver‌:

Kit: too late on the stroke. You look amazing in the clothes you’re in. I mean I’m up for netflix and chill with you :)

Kris: Alright, I’ll be right over. What are you watching?

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playeronehana‌:

Hana: Thank you, dear. Well, it was a promise I made to my viewers since I’ve reached to 2M viewers last week. Well, online people don’t count? 😂  Uuh, interesting. It will be an epic battle then. Do you know my address?

Kris: Ew, don’t call me dear. That makes me sound so sweet. I’m allergic to seeming sweet. Promises are made to be broken. You never know who’s actually behind the screen. It could be a creep. I think creeps are hilarious but you hardly look like you can hold your own against one. Don’t wanna see your face on a missing person photo. No. Send it to me.

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ken-henderson‌:

ken: always mami, you already know  😉 ken: yeaa i was actually supposed to have kyrie today but baby moms said no ken: we got into an argument over some stupid shit and she gets back at me like this

kris: what the fuck? that shouldn’t be allowed. what is she planning, to keep your own daughter from you every time you say something stupid? you’d barely see her.

👻↔ OPEN

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littlevcper‌:

Kahi: awesome! I’ll be here waiting. And there are plenty, everyone looks so good!

Kris: especially you 💋 order me a whisky ... please.

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eurythmicx‌:

            LENNON: girl. i had a flip phone for like evs bc i thought it was chill. 

              LENNON: you are one tough cookie. 

               LENNON: i feel like tinder is too much work. - and too many dick picks nobody asks for. judge you.. never … maybe a little. but if you get blown off that’s THEIR loss. i think you can do just fine on your own without some app. seriously, walk down the street, heads will turn. 

kris: not a girl. i’m nonbinary, my pronouns are they/them. i miss flip phones.

kris: gracias, bebe. that’s the best compliment you could ever give me.

kris: you’re probably thinking of a different app. you can’t send pictures on tinder, thank fuck. i’d be screwed otherwise. oh yeah? would your head turn?

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will-blooms‌:

Will: First off, you look ‘too hot’ all the time. And frankly, it isn’t fair. Will: Two, I’m making lasagna and drinking alone. Wanna change that? I’ll even wear a suit. Still won’t look as good as you, but I’ll try.

Kris: Life isn’t fair, babe. Did I ever show you pictures of me in middle school/high school? Wasn’t too hot then. Kris: Only if we eat lasagna first and then go out. Shut the fuck up. We’ll look unstoppably hot together and you know it.

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wrenjm‌:

wren: alright, alright. good. so you’re picking me up. yes? cause i’m already ready just let me know when you’re downstairs.

kris: yup. do you want picked up on my bike or the truck?

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dakotamrtn‌:

dakota: trying to relax while my kid tries to jump in the bathtub with me, then watching a movie with her tonight. before that…not much. 

kris: you can’t even take a bath alone? ey, parenting sounds like a nightmare.

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