#and i have to be like ‘nooo you don’t have to…’

[st7rnioioss]

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ the light from the faint sunrise shined very poorly through your curtains, illuminating both your and chris’s faces. you were fast asleep, your back tucked close to chris’s chest, an arm brought securely around your waist as soft and steady breaths could be heard faintly. you were all cuddled up, the covers almost up to your noses, as if your body heat weren’t enough to keep each other warm.

the triplets had been invited to a party the night prior, and naturally, chris brought you with him. but it didn’t take long for you two to be impossibly annoying, laughing, giggling, chuckling at literally anything the other person said, your hip attached to chris’s and the other way around for the whole night. the most shocking part, to nick and matt at least, was that you were both completely sober.

matt had been utterly kind to drop you both off at your apartment, letting you two spend the night together rather than in a big crowd. it was a win-win, honestly.

after giggly kicking off your shoes after entering your apartment, you and chris had stayed up all night, talking about anything that came to your minds. whether it was shitty pick-up lines chris wanted to try out on you, that mostly ended in a fit of laughter, a talk about your future, what new chairs you should get for your dining table, or love confession upon love confessions, you both were having the time of your lives.

your eyes fluttered open slowly, sensitive to the bright light, blinking a few times before finally opening your eyes fully. you took in your surroundings for a second. the sunlight shining dimly, chris’s chest rising and falling against your back, the silence, apart from yours and chris’s breaths, the faint image of the tree right outside your window, and the comforting feeling of just resting in bed with the covers and chris keeping you warm. you couldn’t help but let a faint smile plaster your lips, stretching your arms out, careful not to hit chris as you stirred more and more awake. that seemed to wake chris up as well. you felt his arm tighten around your waist, pulling you even closer as if telling you not to get out. he let out a soft groan, snuggling his nose into your hair.

“hi chris,” you giggled, speaking softly since you were both still half awake. you brought an arm up to thread your fingers through his hair momentarily, before turning your body to face chris. he didn’t respond at first, but when he could sense your eyes taking in every detail of his peaceful expression. a smile grew on his lips as he opened his eyes.

you smiled back at him, gently tracing his features with your fingers. running your thumb over his lips, softly brushing through his brows, patting his nose, which made him giggle, resting your palm on his cheek. chris’s stomach was full of butterflies, and he couldn’t suppress the wide smile that was rapidly growing on his lips. he always felt so loved in your company, so appreciated.

“morning,” you spoke softly, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, gazing into his eyes as you pulled away. you kept your hand on his cheek, running your thumb over his cheekbone.

“hi baby,” he smiled dazedly, pressing a soft kiss to your nose that turned more into an attack-like kissing fight, peppering your face with multiple kisses, from your nose to forehead, lips to neck.

“get off! chris!” you laughed, his face now buried in the crook of your neck, his hands all over you. the stubble on his jaw tickled your neck, making you squeal as you weakly attempted to push him off.

after a few more moments of tiredly attempting to push chris off, more laughter, and endless kisses, chris laid back down next to you, an arm draped over you.

“i need to get up, i have to pee,” you mumbled after a second of silence, pressing a kiss to his lips before standing up. but, of course, chris grabbed you by your hand, pulling you back to bed.

“nooo, don’t go. please.” he groaned, pouting playfully at you, which made you giggle, jokingly hitting his hand so he could loosen his grip on you.

“chris, seriously. i have to use the bathroom.” you smiled, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead before getting up. as you reached the bathroom door, you felt chris right behind you, before a hand went to grab your ass.

“chris! you perv!” you squealed, giggling as you pushed his hand off you, pulling him inside the bathroom before closing the door behind him. chris just laughed as he went to wash his face while you used the bathroom.

"fuck, i gotta shave," chris mumbled, running the damp towel over his face as he lightly traced his chin with his fingers. you chuckled, pulling your pants up. you nudge your hips against chris's to push him to the side, getting better access to the sink, smiling as you turn on the faucet.

"can i help you? please?" you tilted your head to the side, locking eyes with chris in the mirror. he hesitated a bit, furrowing his brows confusedly, before nodding.

“yeah- i mean, sure..?” chris chuckled, opening the drawer to fish out the razor and shaving cream. you clapped your hands together excitedly, drying your hands off before sitting on the counter, one leg on each side of chris’s hips.

one of chris’s hands unexpectedly came up to grab your chin, tilting your head upwards to look at him. “but be careful, please, don’t cut yourself. or me.” he smiled, letting go of your face.

you rolled your eyes at him with a laugh, pushing his hands off.

“oh, please. i’ve shaved before, y’know.”

*ೃ༄

“chris! stand still, or i will purposely cut you,” you withdrew your hands from his face, careful not to hurt him as you scoffed, locking eyes with him.

“i’m literally not moving at all! come on, just- keep going.” he mumbled, looking back up at the ceiling as you had instructed him to do, his fingers on your thighs gently drawing circles.

you rolled your eyes at him, one hand back on his jaw, the other one slowly and gently shaving the underside of his jaw, rinsing off the razor before continuing the same movements.

after a while of shaving, quietly chatting with chris, his words mainly coming out as mumbles, more laughter, and drops of water running down your forearms, you were finally done. 

“as soft as a baby’s bottom.” you patted his cheek before leaving a quick kiss on his lips, chris heisting you down from the counter while pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“thank you, baby,” he chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist as he leaned closer to kiss your lips softly, your hands running over his jaw, mostly to feel the soft skin beneath your fingers to admire your hard work.

“anytime,” you smiled hazily as you both pulled away, keeping your hands on his jaw, just to pull him closer and kiss him once more.

“you taste like shaving cream, chris.”

*ೃ༄ yay, sorry this took so long to finish!😣 im working on some more chris stuff...... heh

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[moondustwritesblog]

angel is the type to buy oversized shirts when they go on business trips because they like to think their david’s and not theirs. they would also spray his cologne on it too

david: angel, have you see my cologne?

angel, literally holding the bottle: nooo

david: nevermind

baabe is the type to bake for asher because they like to make something that they think asher will like. they are currently trying to bake different kinds of cookies for him

baabe: i baked you something :)

asher: ooh, what kind of cookies are they today, baabe?

baabe: well, since you like coffee, i made some—

asher: coffee cookies? gimme!

sweetheart is the type to hug milo from behind or help him while he cooks dinner. it’s mostly the first because they let him do the cooking while they do help, even just for a little bit

milo, joking: how are you helping me again, sweetheart?

sweetheart with no hesitation: moral support

milo:

and

darlin is the type to lean their head on sam’s shoulder without even realizing it because he’s the only one they are comfortable with enough that they don’t even notice it at times

sam: gettin’ drowsy?

darlin, yawning: nope

sam, kissing their forehead: sure, darlin. sure

[razorblade180]

Mualani:Kachina! You ready for our camping trip? Kachina?

Kachina:*looking into a lake* I’m strong. I’m capable. I’m present. I’m strong. I’m capable. I’m-

Mualani:What are you doing?

Kachina:Agh! Oh, sorry hehe. I was… nothing.

Mualani:No, it sounded cool. I want to know.

Kachina:I’ve been trying to learn from Aether and he told me something he does in the morning and long trips is to say positive affirmations whenever he sees his reflection. He told me to say “I’m strong. I’m capable. I’m present.” Twice before ending with “I can do this.” I think it’s been pretty helpful!

Mualani:*hugs her* Have I mentioned I’d split the seas for you? I will find a way.

Kachina:All the time.

Mualani:Hmm *rubs chin* wanna go see if he’s up for camping too? The more the merrier!

Kachina:Uh oh, I know that face. It’s the same face you make at Kinich. Your “boy kissing” face.

Mualani:*red* WHAT!? I don’t have a- really!? Nooo…. Seriously!?

Kachina:Maybe I’m the only one who notices?

xxxxx

Aether:*eating skewers* Does Mualani ever just look at you rub her chin like she’s solving a mystery?

Kinich:Yeah that’s her “boy kissing” face. Just pretend you don’t notice it, or lean in and close your eyes if you’re up for it.

Aether:You said that like it’s common knowledge.

Kinich:Welcome to my little piece of Natlan. Nothing is normal but everything works.

Aether:(I should introduce him to Kuki sometime.)

[theamazingannie]

Greatest thing just happened: my sister asked me for show recommendations. My time has finally come

[marcobodtlives]

I like the idea that Reiner and Annie both knew if anyone in the cadets accidentally pissed Bertholdt off enough he could actually blow them sky high.

[rosakuma]

Me right now after watching “Operation Birthday Takeback” from FOPANW and hearing some stuff from the latest episode:

[self-spaghettification]

tiktok's banned in my country but ive heard the scene where aaravos cries is leaked if so is there a way for you to share it here because i really wanna see my husband cry like a pathetic bitch (im mentally unwell)

(I UNDERSTAND YOU IT SHOULD BE AVAILABLE TO ALL UNWELL AARAVOS FANS)

andd ahh sure !!!

i also am in the process of getting the unedited footage from someone off tiktok/twt maybe so i will rb with that if/when i do

in the meantime here are all the edits i could find on tiktok

[stardial]

so fucking funny that my dad (literally works with something that, supposedly, requires a good understanding of how ppl work) can’t help me move without having a mental break and yelling at me. whereas my mom who’s generally less social is able to get it done w me in a single day because she understands the basic concept of “if you are mad and mean at someone they will work less efficiently”

[sea-jello]

bro is UNBOTHERED

[daylighteclipsed]

It just hit me the reason Mugsy’s probably so chill in hell (aside from the faith he has in his brother) is cause he’s had practice being a prisoner. Making the best of it — being patient, playing games, and trying to make friends with his fellow prisoners — is like how he deals with being imprisoned.

[royaltea000]

Drawing Gil with long hair and getting kinda emotional at how much he looks like his father ;w;

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

stop posting random anons and conversations with people idc about that shit post content

ok :(

-

ta daaaa

(….also pls read the tags anon, they’re for you)

[valewritessss]

Finally deleted MyFitnessPal off my phone for my own personal sanity

[sonicattos]

i don’t blame a lot of fanon sonadow making sonic like that because in shadow’s game he literally does act like that he was so down bad

[whoblewboobear]

Staring down that weird feeling of feeling like too much or out of place or annoying if I say too much or say things too loud or too off-putting to be like- WANTED in any given social situation. To try so hard to socialize just to- idk. I’d very much like to stop defaulting to that scared kid that was pushed away or talked over until I got old enough and desperate enough to say any and every rapid fire thought that comes to mind. Like filling space when there’s dead air then wondering if maybe I did the Too Much™️ thing again and A. Scared everyone away or B. Pushed everyone away so it would hurt less when they leave BC of A.

Of feeling like I need to be useful or smart or talented or pretty or SOMETHING worthwhile so people want me around. I can just be but then it’s like just being has never been enough for anyone to like- stay. Or care. Running is always a mistake bc it’s like riiiight.. no one noticed you ran, babe. You’re not even at the top of their list people to want around. And just feel so low about it that I talk myself into feeling miserable again.

I’m happy, ive been so much happier lately and i dont take it for granted bc it’s so rare that things go okay or that there’s a sense of peace for a moment. I’m creating again and im less hard on myself about it. I have hobbies again, I’m making friends. And still I’m like seeing the other foot start to drop in real time bc it’s like. You’re in, but are you? That constant nagging voice that sounds so much like my own going “lonely again? Good you deserve it”

[nazumichi]

sorry to continue the Chemistry Group Project Saga, but yeah uhh none of them showed up today. which they did not alert me to in advance. like at all.