#texts from chris

[textsfromchris]

[scoupsofjisung]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ texting bang chan happy father’s day (best dad of 7 kids fr)

🧸 paring: bang chan x f! reader

🧸 warnings: mentioned implied possible pregnancy as part of a joke, brushed past v quickly

🧸 author rambles: i’m just having fun at this point guys, and i have the most schoolgirl crush on chan thus my urge to flirt with him and threaten everyone and anyone for him. maybe surprisingly, gift giving is my lowest love language, however it’s an easy way to show u care fr. go pick a flower from outside and give it to someone u love asap 🫵

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[chronicowboy]

buck and eddie are ❌NOT❌ golfers, they're the least golfy men i have ever laid eyes upon - this is an issue i am incredibly passionate about and have been since 6x17 love is in the air, do not try to change my mind, it won't work. however, there is a way they could fix both of these issues in one fell swoop. so. buck goes golfing with gerard as part of the 118's meticulously hatched plan to get him not only out of their station but the lafd for good. buck is the obvious candidate, he's a cis white man who, in gerard's head, is half straight and that's all they've really got to work with. the problem? buck is truly and terrifically terrible at golf. clearly he'll need some tutoring in order for their plan to work. and buck's like "hey, eddie, you golf right?" so cut to the driving range, a cheesy sports film montage of eddie demonstrating how to swing and buck failing miserably, he looks a little flushed and maybe a bit distracted - wonder what that's about. anyway, sun begins to fade, we're going real campy humour, we break out of the montage and eddie goes to get another basketful of balls for buck to hit. he watches buck practice his swing and shakes his head. "alright, cowboy, this clearly isn't working". no shit. "maybe you should just go instead, show up with your half swedish side". eddie's not giving up though. he gets a little flushed and awkward and shuffles up to buck, scratching at the back of his neck. "it, uh, might be, um, easier? if i could... could i, you know, put my arms around you?" buck's mouth drops open in a little o, he doesn't say anything as he turns pink as the sunset behind them. "sorry, i made it weird, didn't i? forget-" "NO!" buck winces a little at his outburst. "i mean, uh, no, y-you didn't make it weird, that might actually work" so with the face of a man about to be sent off to war, eddie positions himself behind buck and wraps his arms around him, adjusts his grip on the club and leads buck through the motions of a good swing. everything's suddenly very tense and taut. they hit the ball, it's worse than any of buck's previous hits. it lands in the netting and only just rolls over the edge. there's an "ow - what the hell" from below. they freeze, buck begins to shake with silent laughter, eddie cracks slowly, then they're both giggling, trying and failing to muffle it, eddie buries his face in buck's shoulder and laughs, buck suddenly goes quiet, but he's still smiling. "if i knew all i had to do to make you laugh was be piss poor at golf, i'd have tried this the day after chris-" "hey, at least you haven't broken my ankle yet" "it was just a sprain" buck mumbles, eddie grins. "let's try again" they swing together once more, the ball goes soaring. buck whoops and does a dorky little victory dance and eddie looks at him, bathed in the light of the sunset, and oh, he's the most beautiful thing eddie's ever seen. buck runs back over "eddie, we've gotta go again, c'mon, c'mon" eddie breaks out of his trance "yeah, gotta learn to do it by yourself. i don't think gerard would appreciate you showing up with me on your back like a koala" and scene.

[katasstrophy]

more blue lock text posts for @yaakultt and her only! 😤 I think this is my finest work yet. (part 1) (part 2) (part 4) (part 5)

[dorkydiaz]

i made a short post here referring to my own experiences and wanted to expand on it, you can reblog both of these posts btw. I am only writing this all down because the way some of you have spoken about chris and his decision very much bothers me. trust when i tell you i do not want to completely lay out my trauma on the internet for all of you to read, but if it makes one of you understand why this works, why it is important, then it will have been worth it to me.

When I was 12 my father was diagnosed with frontal temporal dementia. the adults in my family and his doctors decided that it was best for him to be moved to a a full time care facility. The next year, and after hearing, seeing, and understanding my father's condition and where it would go, I, at thirteen years old, made the decision to say goodbye to him, that I did not want to hear about what levels of deterioration he had reached. I wanted to remember him as he was when he remembered me, and all the adventures and fun things we did together.

I made that decision. I made it because it was easier than watching him deteriorate, forget who his sister, his brother, my brother, my mother, and me. And I knew that at twelve and thirteen. It was never a decision I ever thought I would have to make, it wasn't a decision I should've had to make.

Now, the important part, over the next few years my decision was questioned and ignored by the adults in my life and even my brother, some of the questioning I can understand now that I am older, but it should have never reached the level it did. My aunt and uncle would openly discuss his condition over dinner when he came to visit, and I would run away to the restaurant bathroom and cry my eyes out until my mom came to get me. I was forced into visiting him in his care home, which ended with it causing far more harm than good. Only then was my decision somewhat respected, it took me being retraumatized for it to be taken seriously.

Despite all of that, I do not regret that decision.

I can't know how I would be different if none of that happened. But at this point in my live, eleven years and some therapy later, I am fairly certain I would be less traumatized, carry less resentment and anger, if maybe my mom had spoken up at those dinners and made arrangements to get updates without me next to her trying to enjoy my pizza. Had I not had to see my own father forget my name and then have some sort of mini medical emergency. Had my brother heard me in a way only a sibling could.

So, yes, Christopher at thirteen made a indefinite and truly most likely temporary decision to remove himself from an environment where he doesn't fully trust his sole and primary caregiver. He knows his dad loves him, Eddie made that so clear. And it could really be 5 minutes, 5 days, 5 weeks, and so on and so forth until Christopher is ready to come home. And him knowing that Eddie respected his decision and loves him no matter what is what is going to make that time shorter. If he had walked out with his father begging him to stay, to forgive him before he was ready, the chances of him coming back would in my opinion would be far slimmer than the circumstances under which he did leave.

with that i leave you this, "yeah people go away. and it's sad. and it hurts. but you know, not everyone goes away forever. sometimes they come back. and as much as we miss them, that's how happy we are to see them again."

[senatortedcruz]

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[middleeasternpeopleloveus]

Nine Inch Nails + Texts from Last Night

[innerxsanctum]

[seepunkrun]

Esquire apparently asked "five tremendously talented writers" to submit works of short fiction contained on cocktail napkins with the prompt “write a story set at an office holiday party.” One of those writers was Chris Pine. Here's his entry, in his own handwriting:

Bruce Decker contemplates the stapler in front of him. Frank Sinatra plays on speakers down the hall. Somewhere near the heat of the party. But Bruce is, at the moment, most concerned with the stapler. Simple. Perfect, really. And it's right here, next to him. Before fax machines, cellular phones, pagers (he never saw the point), the internet, emails, digital paper trails, concurrent with the Rolodex and pneumatic tubes (he was thankful the building hadn't taken them out), there was the stapler. The proud general of the office supply corps. All clean lines. Distilled in purpose.

He's 80. Bruce is far past retirement. Somehow through solid work, an affable demeanor, a head of hair that remains steadfastly salt and pepper (leaning more dark brown than white—and that's not arrogance, that's honesty), a determined, thoughtful elegance (he's never worn another watch besides his grandfather's Hamilton), Bruce Decker is still standing. And so, he stands. No, not in the heat of the party. But close enough. Here, by the window which radiates a chill. There are snowflakes outside. Big, beautiful, cinematic ones.

He sees his reflection. It's faint, the outline of his body, the detail of his suit, but he can still make out a glint in the caverns of his eyes, the burgundy of his pocket square.

He hears laughter. A woman's laugh. It warms the back of his eyes, his neck. And he remembers he must buy flowers before the drive tomorrow. Yes, before the drive.

[chrissturnioloismyman]

Snaps you would send/ receive from Bf! Chris:

A/n: This is my first official post and it's not what I had originally planned, but I hope you guys enjoy. Inspired by Chris new snapchat and insta posts.

⚠️Warnings: Slightly suggestive but overall not really smutty.

Bf! Chris x Poc! Reader (tried to include all races).

Lemme know if you guys want a Matt version as well.

[wawamouse]

@merelyafigment the black shirt brigade so far us weekly who wore it best brotherhood of the traveling shirt I think the order is chris (s4), ryan (s5), jaz (s5), chico (s5/s6)

[textsfromchris]

[crispycreambacon]

Hey here's a question I'd like to ask: why do LGBT+ people in stories NEED to have a romantic partner in order to be validated as good representation?

The value of gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, omnisexual, polysexual etc. characters and their representation is often through whether they get a girlfriend, a boyfriend, a partner, etc., and I feel like that's kind of a limited way to view representation, you know?

And when people think of representation, they almost always picture relationships which obviously is understandable, but then they forget about transgender people, and they forget about aromantic and asexual people who may not have any interest in relationships whatsoever.

Or if they don't, trans people are viewed in the value of being a good romantic or sexual – typically sexual – partner, and if they don't cater to those fantasies, they get degraded and tossed out. Aroace people are vilified for not wanting to have relationships and called inhuman. Whether intentional or not, we get excluded for not conforming to the norm of our identity being based on relationships.

I'm obviously not against having LGBT+ romances like hell yeah, but just like how straight people can go through their entire lives being single and still express their sexuality, we can go through our lives being single. And is that such a bad thing to show in stories?

I think being able to normalize singleness and not prop up romantic relationships as the ultimate endgame can really help with the acceptance of aromantic, asexual and aroace people more and in general bring less judgment and more acceptance for those who don't fit the mold within the community.

[chrisopeningabag]

Guys this just MIGHT be me and chris Sturniolo texts 🤫

[futuristicson]

Well, there are no guarantees with time travel, Leo.

[grxtsch]

the classic chris and rick photo 🙏