#thread: chris

[felicityharrington]

Eek! Felicity's excitement meter is at an all-time high! The food, the crowds, the booths! Lots and lots of things to do. As much as she loves those things to bits, she's far more excited about her date with a very handsome man she's quite smitten with. Felicity fluttered around the booths, checking her phone to see if Chris had sent a message. Nothing yet, but it won't be long from now. Her phone dropped inside her bag, and Felicity went to a booth to ooh and ahh over the cute trinkets there. Gosh, she loves Founder's Day. The small community she moved from has nothing like this, where everyone comes together for a fun-filled celebration with neighbors and the local businesses.

closed starter for @thatschuesterguy

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Evie smiles at Chris. "What are your plans for today? I was hoping maybe we could hang out today? I know it's last minute though, so I completely understand if we can't today."

[judassamara]

clarification / judas&chris

date: morning of november first location: hereafter, judas's suite with: @chris-elkar

After an eventful Halloween night, they had scooped Chris up and brought him home with them. They usually hung out at Daphne's place but Judas wanted it to feel special, so they brought him over to their place. Though they didn't eat breakfast, Judas did get some coffee and brew it up in the morning, knowing Chris enjoyed the smell of it, even if drinking it wouldn't do anything for him. After that, they climbed back into bed with him, curled up beside him with the intent on enjoying their time together as much as they could. "Good morning," they hummed when they could tell he was waking up. "Did you sleep well?"

[judassamara]

Despite the blood still covering Chris's head, it was good to see him smiling and happy, especially because of something they had done. "Absolutely. I haven't gotten the chance to abuse my power yet. I could probably get you into Level 4 if you think you're up for it."

His expression fell next. "She is?" Was he so focused on his work that he hadn't heard already? "No, I haven't. I'll have to reach out to her."

For some reason, his smile grew hearing Judas. He took a moment to think and realized it was the fact that they sounded so completely sure of their place in the shard, downright authoritative. After everything he'd seen Judas go through - including Chris questioning him joining the clan - it was nice to see him talk like he belonged somewhere. "So with you I have friends in high places? Vampires with authority?"

His face fell though as he thought about someone else who could also use Judas's promise. "Gloria's back in town, have you had a chance to see her?"

[ky-landfill]

If ya in the mood: can you do Kon, kid jon and kid Chris please or whenever you can?

Kent household unearthed camcorder footage

[ninyard]

“Jean Moreau’s activism over the years: a thread 🧵”

I’m so sorry this is all that kept going through my head when I thought about this one

[garadinervi]

Many Hands Make a Quilt: Short Histories of Radical Quilting, Written by Jess Bailey (Public Library Quilts), Edited by Laura Moseley, Design by Chris Shortt, Illustrations and first edition design by Saffa Khan, Common Threads Press, [Norwich], (2022-)2024, Second Edition [SpazioB**K, Milano. Idea Books, Amsterdam]

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Evie was having a good time hanging out with Chris. She liked being around him. She notices something fall and looks, grabbing the item. "Hey Chris! Did you possibly drop this while we were walking?"

[roxana-santiago]

"That could be it. That's what brought me out of the coziness of my living room today. Typically, my dog and I keep under a blanket while I watch a show or read a book on my Kindle." She doesn't know why she's admitting this to him when she doesn't know this man. Thank God he didn't call attention to her stomach. Her mom's voice sounded about how she needed to eat breakfast. She and her mother have not been on speaking terms for years, but that doesn't mean her voice doesn't creep into her thoughts.

As she spoke, Roxana could feel a stray cookie crumb on the corner of her lips. Should she lick it way in front of him? That might be seen as weird, and he probably already knows her as the stomach growler. Roxana turn her head as if suddenly fascinated by a kid with cotton candy to take care of that sweet morsel. Once she returned, she felt she could speak normally. "That's a lot of coffee in the morning. How do you not jitter for most of the day? I'm fine with one cup in the morning. Then it's black tea in the afternoon. This cookie is amazing. If they sell them by the box, I will buy one for home. Can you imagine how delectable this will be crumbled on a bowl of ice cream?" If she doesn't get an actual meal inside her, that might turn into her lunch. A perfect lunch for a child and not someone barely thirty.

"That makes me feel better to know you're new, too. I looked around, and people looked right at home at this event. Which is nice, except I feel like I'm at a party, and everyone's in deep conversation, and I'm on the side afraid to cut in." She bites into the cookie now, not breaking it off like before. "Does that make sense?" she asked after swallowing a bite. "A change of scenery. All my life I lived in cities and thought why not experience what a small city with a small-town aesthetic feels like." This isn't the whole truth, but it's as close to what she feels comfortable disclosing. "San Fransico is far from here. Why Bearcreek?"

"There are more people around than I expected. It's probably because the weather's perfect today," Chris agreed as she mentioned the crowd surrounding them. He couldn't help but smile softly as her hand moved to cover her stomach. The blush that colored her face was very endearing in Chris' eyes.

Chris chuckled at Roxana's apology and apparent hesitation when he offered her a cookie. "No worries. I completely understand. I need at least three cups of coffee in the morning before I'm awake enough to think about breakfast," he admitted with a smile. He watched her break off a small piece of the cookie, chuckling as he noticed her carefully nibbling before popping the rest into her mouth. "It's good, right?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm not from Bearcreek. I moved here from San Francisco a little over two weeks ago now," he told her. "By the way, I'm Chris. Chris Schuester. What brings you to town?"

[judassamara]

[text from Chris] I'm sorry. I got upset and I took my insecurities out on you. I should have been honest instead of lashing out, and I'm sorry for hurting you.

[text]: That's it? [text]: You called me stupid and worthless. [text]: Lose my number

[sleg48]

The Screaming Gophers’ Twitter Threads

[linolinoing]

[chicademartinica]

Me every time I see the red handrail/ red ties / red clothes / blood while watching the show : *SCREAMS*

[doesromandoart]

Dan vs. Needing Therapy

Big fan of whatever this dynamic is

[tweetingukpolitics]

[judassamara]

Now it felt like Chris was challenging them, egging them on, and they were enjoying the way he was looking at them and leaning in closer, filling his space effortlessly. He had missed feeling wanted like this. "Oh, and what might that be?" he asked, brushing his nose against Chris's. He knew, of course, but he wanted to see if he would take what he wanted instead of waiting for it.

"Gee thanks." Though it was reassuring to hear they were at the point of Judas making jokes about Chris's fuckup. "You know there's a really easy way to shut me up, right?" He leaned forward and resting his free hand on the side of their neck so the two of them were almost kissing but not quite. God he'd missed this. "Also helps with the overthinking."