#th. chris.

[texecutioner]

his tall figure casts a stygian shadow against the cold concrete walls, the dimly lit warehouse's pipes creaking above them. the lines carved into his face wore a hybrid of exhaustion and bravery— a reflection of himself. a brave man who was an exhausted soldier. countless battles he had faced in his life, both as a member of s.t.a.r.s. and the bsaa, had finally cracked through the layers of his hardened exterior. and if those hadn't already pierced through his heart, his sister's words did.

@fevrals, claire: ❝ you lost the things that brought us closer. ❞

it struck a chord within him, one that threatens to shatter him and the world around them. the siblings had been through so much together and apart, from chris surviving the mansion and claire surviving the nightmare of raccoon city to facing bioterrorism threats across the globe. they had always been there for each other, supporting one another through the darkest of times [the darkest of minds]. but recent events had taken their toll; they'd pushed chris to the brink. a broken man in a broken illusion of a world. hope still ignited his heart, the reason his feet hit the floor each morning, but hope could only take a man so far.

as he gazed at claire, his fists clenches, knuckles turning white with the pressure. he recognizes she's right, the devil on his shoulder whispers it, but it wasn't a realization he was willing to accept without a fight. his voice, gruff yet hinting with a trace of vulnerability, breaks the building silence. ❝ claire, i... i know i've been distant. i haven't been the best brother. there's no excuse for that, and i know it— but you have to understand, the things i've seen... the horrors we've faced? they change people— they changed you and they sure as hell changed me. ❞

a step is taken closer, an attempt to break the distance / to extend an olive branch, eyes fixed on hers as he searches for a flicker of understanding. they once shared a connection, the bond that helped them survive against all odds. [i love you / i will always love you.] ❝ i've lost so much— friends, allies... people who trusted me with their lives. it weighs on me more than you can imagine. ❞ what do you do when you see ghosts at night when your eyes are closed? you don't shut them.

❝ but through it all, i never wanted to lose you. you're my family, my anchor through it all. ❞

#fevrals #fevrals | claire & chris | 001. #th. chris. #DSJADSKJDFA THIS GOT SO LONG AND FOR WHAT REASON

[forlix]

i don’t know what the fuck to think or feel. heart feeling so heavy

#think i was clinging to the idea that the boys didn’t know or care about him personally and i still don’t want to think that’s the case but #if we’re being realistic they know. they have to know #and everyone in the comments preaching about how bin doesn’t know anything about p*th outside of music has to be new levels of delusional #they’re idols yeah. they’re also humans with access to the internet and we know damn well they read everything we say to them #chris is on fucking skz tiktok like. wake up #it’s like 50% the fact that it was posted in the first place that’s getting to me and 50% the ignorance and babying in the comments #i just feel like fucking shit. my anxiety hasn’t felt this bad in so long #*musings #don’t even think i’m capable of being impartial or coherent rn i just needed to get this off my chest somewhere #like it’s one thing to collab with him on a professional basis and another to post a selfie like you’re friends #wish this song didn’t exist to be so real

[minbinchan]

♡ endless chan gifs ♡ [193 - 195] / ∞ – SKZ-TALKER ep. 11

#skz #stray kids #bang chan #bystay #staysource #channiesnet #createskz #3rachasource #usersa #staytay #kiwitracks #userbeepls #dreamytag #usertsu #cheekyuser #bitsforkitts #*mine #endlesschannie #ths is where i tell you guuys i'll probs be posting lots of chris today so :) i'm drafting some things but most is going to be posted #*boops his nose*

[synthshenanigans]

#i think theres at least one person in the discord that goes by Chonny actually #but i cant remember #also i know juno would technically be TH related but eh #thats not why yall picked it/lh #i technically didnt pick it BECAUSE of CJ/TH but i just liked the name in general so i picked it #trans ppl and their addiction to picking a name from their interest smh #its me im trans ppl #can you guess where the name kris came from #wait a minute i just realized if i spelled it chris i would just be cj what #cj² #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium

[chrisoftheeclipse]

hm, i've improved.

first drawing from january 2023, second from today

and as per usual i forgot his little danglies on the new one.

a year later, can confirm her wings are still hell (no pun intended) to draw. With and without reference.

#redraw #about a year later #James Vela #team 6x111 #to hell and back #jamesvela #my art #ghost and pals #vane lily #this is my heart #I fucking love him so much guys #Your prince or princess i dont care #Iconic fucking gay ass bitch #Thab #th&b #chris does dumb shit

[origamiyoda]

Normal conversation with my mother.

#IFIT WAS ANYONE ELSE ID BE LIKE. WhatEVERR #BUT THIS WOMAN *SAW TMNT 1990 IN THEATERS!!!!!!!!!* #IVE WATCHED TMNT SINCE I WAS LIKE FOUR!!!!!!! #WEVE VAUGELY BONDED OVER 1990s CASEY!!!!! #WHAT IS THIS WOMANS PROBLEM!!!!! #even Chris evans casey had longer hair…. #ALSO TH CASWY I WAS DRAWING DIDNT EVEN HAVE LIKE. SUPER LONG HAIR.. #I wasn’t drawin casimiro or smth… #this & the gay Ben 10 conversation… jesus….. #my art #tmnt #Casey jones

[letsgofullpogue]

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#madelyn cline #outer banks cast #obx cast #instagram #partnerships #tommy hilfiger #events #th holiday dinner #lukas gage #chris appleton #mason gooding

[playgirlpontius]

So like they're in love or whatever right?

#they can't keep getting away with this I mean like come on man #why are you as a man constantly kissing another man #jackass #steve-o #chris pontius #wildboyz #the hand on Steve-O's neck in the first 2..... #and the hand on his back in the bottom 2…th tenderness of it all…the smile on Steve-O's face bc it's so silly…god

[aquamanandfriends]

Patient Passenger [Chris/Sofia]

@scinglives​

“It’s not as bad as it looks,” Chris said quickly as soon as Sofia spotted him in the hospital bed. “I’m fine, I swear,” he swung his legs off the bed and shifted to sitting on the edge. “I uh, I’m here with someone else--I’m not hurt, I swear. Mitch might have a bruised rib or two but I’m totally fine, just his FBI sanctioned ride.” Chris smiled softly then stood up and crossed over to her. “Hi.”

#【 chris bryant ❖ thread 】 #th: patient passenger #scinglives

[titanswar]

@doomdays: i've been trying to find a good time to talk to you, but you were never alone.

“ i could have made them go away. ” her siblings would have listened, out of fear more than respect, but it's all the same to clarisse. if only she had known silena wanted her, she would have, with almost no hesitation. her cabin gets enough of her as it is. that's what she tells herself, ignoring the excitement in the pit of her stomach whenever silena's around, because while she knows what to do with anger, resentment, disappointment, she doesn't know what to do with that. “ i'm alone now, ” she says dryly, desperately trying not to sound worried, nervous, anything unlike herself. “ so talk. ”

#DOOMDAYS #DOOMDAYS: 01. #THREAD. #theyre GAY... sorry chris im ignoring you #actually i do have thoughts about chris but. not the time for that ajsdflksajdlk #TH: CLARISSE LA RUE. #not my grumpy chars always being soft(er) for yours 🙄

[werspinna]

A young boy with a head full of curls clings to the ceiling, four eyes watching his mother as she dons a familiar mask. No doubt ready to take on another adventure. He takes a deep breath, eyes filling with a purple aura before teleports next to Wolf. "Can I pleaaaase come with you this time? Dad said I could if I do my brother's chores! Please?"

Scarred hands stopped fiddeling with the leatherstrap under her chin to keep the helmet in place when the boy teleported next to her in a wisp of violet light. They were in Chris appartment with the window open so the cool air was trickling inside like rain. Outside the autumn had wrapped the sky in a grey veil and the air smelled wet and crisp like an apple. Wolf, eight eyes blinking in confusion, eventually stopped fiddeling with the leatherstrap and took off her helmet to look at the young boy properly, her head tilted to the side like a confused cat as she said completly naturally: "Nein."

From one second to another the boys face fell appart as if a mask had fallen off- his smile melted into a open mouth that looked like a "o", his eyes became round and big and his thin shoulders sank down as if he was suddenly wrapped in a of heavy lead weaved coat. He switched as easy into lowgerman as breathing and his voice was devasted: "Aber-" Wolf rose a finger and shaked her head- she would not let the boy come with her when she was on a mission. Not now, not when he was older, not when she was fighting and hurt and he could be hurt too. It ws her duty to protect people and he boy, while she had carried him in herself for nine months and he had layn crying on her chest not so long ago, he was still someone she wanted to protect and bringing him to fights to watch her beeing injuired and breaking her bones lie brittle branches only for them to grow back together, was nothing this child should see. "Nein, -", as gently as she could she picked the little boy up under his small shoulders and swirled with him in a circle until he squeaked like a tiny mouse, while Wolf continued to sing sweet little: "-nein, nein, nein, nein,nein, nein, nein, nein." He had become a lot of heavier than when he had been a infant, still Wolf set him on her hip, holding him up carefully: "Dien Papi hätt dat nich sagn solln. Wat ik tu, is kien netts spiel und en lütt jung hat da nixs su suchn. Lütte jungs solln heim bliebn und ganz nett spieln und am bestn ganz nett heier machn wenn ik zurück komm, damit ik die lütten wangen vom mien lüttn jung ganz nett küssn kann."

"Aber," the little boy started, lips quivering. Wolf only shaked her head: "Nein." "Aber, Papi-" Tears started to roll down his chubby cheeks that were thick and in the cool air trickling into the room in Wolfs much too keen eyes they seemed to broil. He was crying now- his little fist hitting against her chest, his trembling voice trying to argument with her but breaking into loud sobs, shaking his head, big tears streaming down his small face, his mouth wide open, his voice hiccups of wailings, his little body shaking in the cool air coming through the window. "Nein.", Wolfs voice was gentle but also as unmoveable as a rock. She swayed him carefully in her arms, humming along as he sobbed into her chest, his little shoulders trembling as if he was again the not so far in the past infant suffering from nightterrors. It needed long until the sobs turned into weak sniffles and Wolf continuted to cradle the little boy the whole time, humming a sweet lullaby in his small ears.

"Is mien lütt jung gut?" the young woman asked eventually, nuzzling her nose against the boys coily hair- he smelled of the soft childrensoap she had washd him with and Chris aftershave, and for a moment Wolf closed her eyes, bathing in those wondeful scents. The little boy nodded his head weakly against her chest, his small hands curled softly around one of her braids. She swayed with him from one side to the other as if he again was just a little warm infant in her arms. Wolf wriggled a gloved finger in the small hand holding her braid, held it up and breathed as softly as a silkveil little kisses on his chubby knuckles. Then, carefully, slowly, she sat the boy down on a the couch, holding his small hands in hers while he looked at her with red cheeks and poofy eyes that were tiered from crying. "Hab dik lieb, mien jung.", she hummed, kissing the last tearstains off his small face and feeling the little smile forming on his face that was still tiered, but also still there: "Ganz, ganz, ganz doll lieb." Wolf continued to stroke his small face that was smooth and free of any scars until his eyes fell closed and he sunk to the side too tiered to stay awake after crying and Wolf continued to sit there until his small huff breaths were replaced byy long calm breaths and he had fallen asleep exhausted. Then she put on her helmet and left through the open window. [ @bewitchingbaker ]

#translation: your dad shouldnt have said that. what i do is not a game and a little boy should not be there. little boys should stay at home #*and play and sleep when I come home and then I can kiss th small cheeks of the little boy #wolf is going to kick chris ass when she comes back

[battiegutz]

omw to see tha mario movie pray fr me🙏🙏

#silver spills #mostly goin bc i jus like bein in th movie theater tbh #nd my brother wants 2 see it #adhd(my brother) vs autism(me) who will win #the answer is chris pratt unfortunately #gonna try exploding him w my mind durin th movie #wish me luck

[pintsofguinnesmakeyoustrong]

hey, um, excuse me? look im really sorry i dont want to cause a fuss it's just that this...this is not my beautiful house. yeah. this is not my beautiful wife either. its ok, it's not your fault yknow its same as it ever was. same as it ever was. same as it ever was.

#sorry for this #talking heads #david byrne #once in a lifetime #th #remain in light #tina weymouth #jerry harrison #chris frantz #shitpost #80s rock #rock memes #music shitposting #music meme

[judassamara]

location: Daphne’s house with: @chris-elkar​

When they got back to the Daphne’s place, Chris still wasn’t around. His time out of the prison had been meant to see some friends and remember what it feels like to exist outside of Zamok and in society. They got to see Daphne and help her through what she was dealing with, and he saw a few other people to. He had hoped to see Chris at some point but it didn’t seem like the guy was around. They tried not to be upset about it, though there was a small pout on his face as he wrapped himself up in a blanket and watched some television, the first time he got to choose what to watch in a long time. It was nice to relax and not be told what to do for a couple hours. The whole day was reminding them exactly what they were working towards and trying to not jeopardize. 

Hearing the door opening didn’t rouse him from his spot, but hearing the man’s voice did. The blanket was tossed aside as they stood. As Chris came into view, Judas practically tackled him. “It’s about time! Were you purposefully avoiding me or something?”

#》THREAD || CHRIS #th: cuddle me gdi #》J.S. || THREADS

[thatonegaybastard]

hello celdae you look liek youre like 15 at the most why are you drinking wine

#chris reads a thing #i dont think th ever specified the ages now that i think about it let me check

[letsgofullpogue]

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