#(ft. chris)

[jouceras]

On The Knife's Edge Only the screen lit up in the dark office. The familiar back of Chris, clicking through files with his fingers. There was no mistaking it; he was looking through the documents of Tony that Pete had secured at some point or another. A cold chill ran down his back. Of his vulnerabilities ripped open for the world to see.

A raw scream caged between his lips. His hand found the hilt of the blade. A warm touch froze his movements, Kim's quiet no implied in multitudes. He inhaled sharply, looking into the depths of Kim's eyes. That saw more than Kenta was willing to share. "Chris," Kim spoke, shattering the silence. His gaze directly at the other ━ The racer didn't flinch when the scientist swirled around. "Snooping into someone's private life is a bad look. Even for you." Hand casually in his pocket.

Chris moved swiftly; already steps from Kim. His fingers twisted against the fabrics of Kim's beige shirt, knuckles white. "Pete would never believe you." "That you're having sex with him to gain access to his data?" Kim countered, unfazed by Chris's outburst. "Honestly, you weren't subtle at all." "So what?" Chris's eyes narrowed. "It isn't a crime to have an intimate relationship." Kenta moved uncomfortable on his feet. Swallowed thickly. Eyes flickered away. The heaviness on his chest increased. It crushed his chest ten feet under. Palm clenched around the hilt of the knife. Fingers twitched. I love him more than you ever have, Kenta wanted to scream. Unshed tears swam in his vision. "You aren't denying it?" Kim asked. "No," the flicker of a blade hidden in Chris's sleeve caught Kenta's eye. His palm flipped up the knife, colliding into Chris's. The metals clang resonated in the quiet room. His lips pressed into a thin line. Chris's weapon mere centimeters from Kim's neck. "Lower your weapon, Kenta," Kim said, demeanor remained calm. The racer walked closer to Chris's point of the blade. Light brown eyes shone like flint; with an uncontrollable fire. "But━" Kenta hesitated. He glanced from the racer to the scientist. Neither appeared to back down. Kenta's grip hardened around his knife. His instincts protested with every fiber of his being. Slowly, he followed Kim's suggestion. Chris's blade cut through skin, a small line of blood formed on Kim's neck. A pang of jealousy ━ an ugly beast strangled awake, wanted it to be his knife to touch Kim that way. He flinched. To be the one to captive Kim's attention; to have his world. It would never happen, Kim deserved someone else than him. A broken piece anyone threw away after it had fulfilled its usefulness. "You're far from the first one to threaten me with a knife," Kim said coldly. He slipped his palm into his pocket, revealing the recording device. "I can send this to Pete right now," he continued. "So, will you lower your knife?" Chris sighed, and did what he was told. The heavy stutter of guilt crawled under his skin. A reminder of what Kenta had done. The countless times Kenta had slammed the bat against Kim's skin. How Kim's cries hunted him at night. When Kim's beautiful sand brown eyes had grown dull. Where they used to shine with such passion. It was his fault.

[paintedgxld]

closed starter for @christopherbarnes

sometime after 2pm, outside hollow bar

"hey stranger," charlie calls out in a low voice. she looks him over, from head to tow in evaluation. and she was worried he wouldn't even see her, curled up on a bench along the side of the building. in the same breath, she hoped, with all her might, that he may be the only one to see her there. "come sit by me?" she sways in her seat gently, smiling up at him as she reaches her hand out for his. "you have no idea how happy i am to see your face."

[archreese]

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Clover, courtesy of Chris.

[detectivegoldstein]

∗ 29﹕ a supportive text to Chris

[user: Goldstein] hey so Emma told me about u guys. u and Jim kissed huh? it took me a while to realize i was bi so if u ever need someone to talk to - i get im probably the last guy u ever wanna have that conversation with but hey the offers out there

[lolatvng]

@hillschris

THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY

2.02 — “Love Scene”

[zahra-burch]

[ciarawinters]

W : WEDDING. would your muse get married? why / why not?

That's hard to say. On one hand she saw how happy Chris was with his late wife, and sees him happy with his current partners. But then they're mom was married to a shitty excuse for a person and then never remarried. She wants to have hope in marriage, but once more her cynical side tends to show.

[ghostsbrokenbyfairytales]

Send me📝 and my muse will reveal their thoughts about your muse. (Em and Chris)

Their first impression:

"he's cute.. i doubt anything will happen but i'm gonna at least say hi, maybe he'd be a good friend."

Their current impression:

"i don't deserve someone as understanding as him, he's been one of the best things to happen to me since showing up to this town."

What they like the most about your muse:

his kindness

What they dislike the most about your muse:

nothing that she can think of

What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.):

boyfriend

A general opinion of their relationship:

she loves him so much, she never expected to love someone again the way she loved jim and she's so happy she did

If applicable, something they wish to reveal:

she can't think of anything at the moment since she's pretty much an open book with him already.

[tayloralllison]

@hcmswrth

COME BACK BE HERE x DAYLIGHT The Eras Tour — Melbourne, Australia (Night 3) | February 18, 2024

[muwapsturniolo]

Cuteness aggression 🐰ྀི C. Sturniolo

“You’re cute, but stop fuckin’ bitin' me kid!”

⟢ Cuteness aggression, and that’s about it. Link to video this was inspired by is in the title!!!

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws

She didn't understand why she felt this way.

She took one look at her boyfriend, and suddenly, she had all this energy bouncing around in her body. It wasn't like he was doing anything special, he had just come back inside from smoking and was now sitting at his desk playing some random game.

But for some reason, he just looked adorable.

His eyes were low and hazy, whatever strain of weed he smoked making him relaxed. He had on one of his larger sweaters and a pair of sweatpants, the clothes making him look so cozy and warm. He was manspreading as well, leaning back in his chair and mumbling under his breath.

She just couldn't take it anymore.

She hops off the bed with ease, her feet making a soft thump on the hardwood floors before she makes her way over to Chris. His eyes dart to her figure, her face being illuminated by the two monitors on his desk.

"Hey bab-" he's immediately cut off by the girl climbing onto his lap, a soft smile on his face as she nuzzles her head into his neck. He chuckles silently, kissing the top of her head.

"Few more minutes Bun, then I'm all yours."

She hums softly and cuddles up to him even more, attempting to calm herself down, however, it doesn't work. That energy still bursting in her body is at an all-time high, and it's all because he looks cute.

She couldn't handle it anymore.

She starts to pepper small kisses along his neck, nothing sexual, just showing her ever-growing affection towards him. As the seconds go by and her energy increases, the small and soft kisses become more aggressive.

She moves the kisses to his jaw, the smooching noises becoming more obnoxious, but somehow, Chris doesn't notice.

She uses this as an opportunity.

She goes back to kissing along his neck, trailing the kisses to his shoulder before sinking her teeth into his skin.

The action finally catches Chis's attention, his body jerking and head whipping towards her. She looks at him innocently, as if she didn't just bite him.

"Kid, what the hell are you doing?"

"Nothing..."

He can't help the smile of disbelief making its way across his face. "Nothing? You just took a bite out of my shoulder like a damn shark." She giggles and attacks his face with more kisses, cupping his cheeks and squishing them together.

"You're just so cute, and I can't help it! I look at you, and I just wanna-" She lets out a noise that sounds like a squeal and a growl. Chris scrunches his face up and tries to push her away, but it's no use - she's stronger than a toddler who has something they aren't supposed to have.

He eventually gives up, letting her continue the assault on his face. All he can do is sit there and take the love and affection his favorite girl gives him.

She stops her kisses and smushes her face against his, their forehead and noses touching.

"You look like that damn Spongebob meme you sent me," he mumbles, his hands finding their way to her hips. She ignores him and basically stares at him with heart eyes.

"You're so handsome, so cute, I could just eat you up!"

"I'm not cute kid- OW!"

He moves his face away as she bites at his nose, his headphones falling off in the process. He huffs and stands up, throwing her over his shoulder effortlessly. She squeals in shock and laughs as he throws her down on the bed. He crawls over her, keeping her pinned down to the bed.

"You’re cute but stop fuckin’ bitin' me kid!”

She smiles and wraps her body around him, pulling him closer and kissing all over his face once more.

"I just get so giddy and full of energy when I look at you, that I don't know how to get rid of it!"

Her explanation makes him smile, he knew exactly what feeling she was talking about - he often felt it himself.

He grabs her jaw, making her look at him. He can see the love in her eyes, it makes him feel warm inside.

"I love you," he expresses softly.

She smiles widely and plants a fat kiss on his lips, "I love you too...Can we get ice cream?"

[aroaceleovaldez]

happy pride month from the titan army

[vazaez]

Woah what?? a comic? in my blog?? more likely than you think

[madebycarmen]

@madebycarmen: bell hooks?

@madebycarmen: Ignore that. Chris just leaned over, saw my phone and said, “Sarcastic answers only, boo.”

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Can anyone recommend us a book that will help him get a girlfriend?

[leonardcohenofficial]

david byrne playing a guitar solo using his microphone stand during "cities," originally cut from stop making sense (jonathan demme, 1984)

[bvckbiter]

couple of stupid memes that i went ham with the coloring for (and yes post surgery ethan has no nip nops because why not)

[dollsizes]

innocent affections, ft. the resident evil men⎯⎯⎯⎯leon kennedy, chris redfield, carlos oliveira, ethan winters.

leon kennedy thinks everything you do is endearing. you’re a sense of security he doesn’t think he’s ever had—the only flower that doesn’t wilt at his touch. standoffish as he may seem; leon cares. empathy runs through him rampantly, even if he hides it better as the years go by. to be so intensely affected by all the tragedy around him, also gives him the ability to love you completely. so, if you asked him about the habits you can’t seem to drop and tell him to pinpoint a favourite, he might just blank for a second. don’t take it the wrong way.

chris redfield is a whirlwind of emotions. vocal as he may be, he still finds it difficult to express to you just how much you mean to him. perhaps seeing the sky fall down on the front lines does that to a person—scares him from speaking you into the world; afraid to materialise the you he’s dreamt up in fear that you too will be taken from him. yet when you hold him, he’s the one that feels solidified. to be in your arms is to live there forever in just a few moments. chris redfield isn’t one for sentiment, but he swears he can still feel your fingers in his hair a thousand miles from you.

carlos oliveira, charged and filled with passion. carlos loves you like it’s the end of the world, which ironically for us, it just might be. he embodies ‘puppy love’—dotes on you every chance he gets. he takes comfort in the soft teasing and the gentler nights. his heart dies as he picks you up and spins you around the room, swallowing your laughter like he survives on it. carlos isn’t a religious man by any means, but how could you deny a god in the presence of an angel.

ethan winters. ethan is there for you for the long run—takes a glance at you and leaves everything else up to fate. (it should be noted that in this particular context, ‘fate’ includes excessive internet stalking and cheesy forum pickup lines.) so when he’s got you, ethan loves you like a meadow river. he walks by you to the end of the stream—dangles his feet over the cliff as he watches you fall and engulf the world in your element. even on the stormy days, who can deny the beauty of the sea?

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