#christy 🥰
Text
65 notes
·
View notes
Text
Me for the whole episode:
Me for the 15 seconds of sskk interaction at the end:
#This is a joke obviously. I wouldn't dare disregard the rest of Atsushi screentime#Everything else though...#Jk ajhbcflkasbv the Ranpo chapter is alright. Seeing Yosano is always a bliss especially in the new outfit!!!#I take issues with the sexism but eh when do I not#First time I watched I was like of course I knew the killer! I read Agatha Christie lol#(This is what happens when you have a mystery enthusiast mother btw.#I've always been intimately familiar with Christie and Doyle and Poe and whatsnot)#Nothing much else to say! Great animation quality.#Episode 2x11 is my favourite anime episode so. Yeah :') Looking forward to it#The whole rewatch has been leading to this moment#random rambles#Me when the scene changes and I hear Atsushi's voice: 🥰🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞😍😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️#Edit: (It is 15 seconds. I counted.)
31 notes
·
View notes
Text
HAPPY GOOD NEWS FRIDAY TODAY I GOT A JOB OFFER AND TICKETS TO SEE CHRISTY MOORE !!! DO YOU HAVE GOOD NEWS?
#The job is only a 4 month contract but it's in the organisation I have been stalking since late July#And in the town I have sort of wanted to live in since the summer solstice#And it's the best paid job I've ever been offered!!!#And they kind of invented the job for me???? Which is a good sign#Given that when they offered it they also told me about how that hoped they'd have something better paid and more permanent for me#After that contract finishes#It's work! And therefore will suck at least somewhat !#But it's pretty good!#& i'm seeing Christy with my good friend & mutual wild-craic🥰#Me Fein
18 notes
·
View notes
Note
Baaaaaabe - Midnight Rain! Talk to me! 😘
WIP Ask Game -> here 💫
hiii bby christi ☺️
okay sooo there’s a specific austin!elvis pic of him in a diner and the moment i saw it forever ago i was like i need to write a diner fic
but i struggled on what exactly to write that hasn’t been written before and/or aligns with my writing style/tone
but recently i had the inspiration for Midnight Rain, where a very sweet austin!elvis stops by a 24/7 diner at midnight, near a town he’s shooting a movie in and meets runaway!reader :)
in true Mel fashion, reader is there for a sad reason and austin!elvis gets caught up in her manic pixie dream girl-ness lol
reader’s storyline / personality is very lightly inspired by Audrey Hepburn’s character in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (Holly Golightly) and is set to the tone of Midnight Rain by Taylor Swift (which i guess tracks, with my main fic being named Forever Winter lol)
this is my first fic that’s set in the past (early 60s-ish) and is austin!elvis/elvis instead of just austin ☺️ (so i’m kinda nervous lol)
#🥰🥰#thank u christi#ily ily#barely anything is written for it yet so 😭#u got a description lol#austin butler fanfic#austin butler x reader#elvis fanfic#elvis x reader
23 notes
·
View notes
Text
i can appreciate thomas seeing in claire and jamie, two thoroughly improper people who have lived sinful lives, basically every virtue he has ever held dear and being completely unsure of how to move on from his whole world being turned upside down but also, i just do not like this man at all he suffers from aunt jocasta syndrome which is when we take this really heinous aspect of someone’s personality and ignore that, it’s just window dressing, and give them an arc that is about something completely different and we never deal with or even acknowledge that a core part of this person is just being a super evil piece of shit.
what i will say is that i appreciate that despite all the harm malva did to claire specifically, claire is still loudly and stubbornly in that girl’s corner. she sees so clearly that nothing but evil has been done to this child her whole life and even as thomas is giving his last confession, she will not let him paint malva (and her mother, also clearly a victim of abuse) as the whore to claire’s own madonna. shuts it down every time he tries it, even as she’s begging him not to confess. claire’s capacity for compassion is really amazing but also her dedication to defending the women around her makes me love her.
#my lil first wave feminist 🥰🥰#claire beauchamp fraser#rani liveblogs outlander#outlander#malva christie#claire says i am not your fucking madonna i am a bitch who likes to fuck and beat the shit out of every man who tests me not your damn idol
8 notes
·
View notes
Text
Awww!!!! 🥰
#derek klena#christy altomare#best friends#friendship goals#babyshower#derek's wife is glowing!#her belly! awww! 🥰#you shine#broadway friends#singers#costars#onstage love interests#carrie: the musical#tommy ross#sue snell#anastasia broadway#anya/anastasia#dimitri
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Gwendolyn Christie is the only "taller" human I'll allow. Anyone else caught existing taller than me, as per usual, will be shot down
0 notes
Note
Wip game questions! A Thrill of Hope and whisky convention ☺️☺️
Hello! 🥰
I told myself this last December that I would not write a holiday fic bc I didn't have the stamina or an idea, and then an idea plopped itself right into my brain 🥲 I still v much did not have the stamina, which is why nothing was posted over the holidays lol, but A Thrill of Hope is a Beside the Seaside one-shot taking place a few years beyond the current timeline. There were like two scenes that wouldn't leave me alone, so those are written but the rest will wait until this next holiday season, most likely. Here's a wee snippet:
“Ye sure she should be reading that Agatha Christie novel, Sassenach?”
Jamie’s voice was scarcely above a whisper, and Claire noticed how neither of the children in the backseat so much as twitched; she and Jamie might as well have been alone in the car. “She saw Fergus reading it and she insisted she wouldn’t get scared by it. Tried to make her wait, but she’s stubborn.” Her thumb traced over his knuckle where their hands were still laced together. “She learned that from you, I think.”
Her husband shot her a quick, incredulous look. “Me? She learned that from you.”
“Agree to disagree.”
Jamie exhaled a smile. “And what if that book does give her nightmares? She’s getting too old to be crawling into our bed.”
“Don’t say that, she’s only nine.” He arched an eyebrow at that, and she sighed, unprepared for how this conversation had poked at an open wound. “And she won’t be nine forever. Are you so ready to leave that stage behind? You won’t miss those moments with her when they’re gone?”
The whisky convention au is a modern au where Claire is hired to plan a major whisky competition/convention, and the new Board President of the organization that hired her is a large, Scottish pain in the arse! They sort of start out as antagonistic towards each other which changes into a begrudging respect - all of this is developing over emails and zoom meetings and such, and they meet for the first time in person at the event that they've been working so closely together on planning, and of course they are staying in the same hotel for it and also, you know, whisky is involved so 👀👀
[ask me about my wips]
39 notes
·
View notes
Text
//ABOUT ME// (kinks are further down)
// Basics // 24 // Taurus // AFAB // 4'11 (150cm)// goth //
// Looks // ginger // green eyes // pale white //
// Style // outside: androgynous + goth casual// inside & private : i like to be feminine and cute and wear colour🥰 //
// i do not wish to interact with men (or male identifying) or minors please //
//Posts//
//NSFT + SFW account // posts my thoughts and wants // mainly sexual // Sometimes little (regressed) posts//
// Any domme posts i reblog is what i want done to me or want to do with a domme etc//
//Important//
Im autistic and have anxiety// please be nice // 💜
//if i message or like/comment alot,i like your blog and i am probs trying to get to know you, not be creepy// 🥺
//if you are creeped out please let me know, i never wanna make people uncomfy// 🙏🏻
// Relationship status // single // looking for serious monogamist relationship //
// Roles // little girl // kitten // overall a hugeee sub // rope bunny // baby //
// interested in // sapphic mommys preferably between 24-36 (love older women) // Uk area or long distance if you are up to one day move to the UK (i would move but health issues) // i am a monogamist, very loving and little clingy // ps : i stay up wayyy too late for my own good //
// Hobbies // listening to music // watching & playing video games // learning korean // reading fanfic // napping // collecting plushies //
// likes // Animated & light hearted shows + films // slasher horror films // winnie the pooh // plushies // cuddles // naps // gaming // horror games // weird and kinda creepy things // cats // piplup // WOMEN 😍 //
// favourites // horror films = alien + scream franchises // favourite musicians ATM = blackbrair, lacrimosa, BTS (always) and in this moment! // manga = junji ito, naruto + spy×family // Anime genre=slice of life // games ATM = elden ring, main KH series, genshin impact, honkai starrail, farming games //
// Celeb crushes // Gwenoldine christie// Elizabeth Olsen// Lady Dimitrescu (game celeb 😂) // Sarah Paulson // Hannah Waddingham // Renee Rapp //
//images of me //
//Mirror selfie// //Selfie 1// //Selfie 2//
//new choker selfie//
DMs open + asks open!
DNI if you are racist, transphobic, abelist homophobic, misogynistic or you kink shame. If you are one of those, get fucked, this is not the place for you.
// Some Favourite kinks ATM //
Huge Oral fixation (both sexual and not.) Let me suck your strap, nipples, fingers, tongue etc 🥺
MDLG
Kitten pet play
Huge size kink, i love when a women fucking towers over me (i am very short so not difficult)
BREEDING! please fill me up (with no actual consequence😂)
Cockwarming omg please😳
Huge mummy kink
Recently lactation?!
Mummys with strap ons
Being corrupted
Forced regression
Kitten play
CNC
anal
24/7 dynamics
free use
Bondage (Especially ropes, big rope bunny)
Orgasm control (my orgasms belong to my mummy sort of thing ) includes edging and denial and overstimulation
Affectionate Possessiveness/cruelty
Being used for mommys pleasure
PRAISE! praise me and i turn to putty in your hands
Praise mixed with degradation
Yandere vibes in partners like yes, make me yours and only yours, fuck me so hard i can only think of you (some types of brainwashing like clickers, jealous kidnapping too, read fantasy to understand exactly )
Ownership,possessiveness and marks
Spanking
Punishments and disipline
Breath play (choking and smothering😳)
Some somophila
SAFEWORDS AND COLOURS ARE ALWAYS MANDATORY
// LIMITS //
Feet
Incest
Cuckhold (any cheating fetish)
Abandonment
Raceplay
Aftercare denial
Vomit and scat
No safewords
Please dont say how replaceable i am
// NSFT Fantasys i have written //
Wake up call
Cockwarm
Lazy 1 + 2
Dont let them know
Mommys needy girl
Finally all mine (consented yandere vibes)
#md/lg#md/lg kink#mommy dom little girl#md/lg little#md/lg babygirl#mommy k!nk#about myself#bd/sm kink#bd/sm mommy#bd/sm blog#bdsmblog#about my blog#sapphic nsft#sapphic#lesbian#kitten pet play#bd/sm community#bdsmlife#bdsmrelationship
26 notes
·
View notes
Text
reasoning in the comments/tags would be much appreciated! happy haunting 🥰👻🦇
47 notes
·
View notes
Note
Heyy, I'd like to request a Gwendoline x fem!reader (I just love your fanfics!!!)
So reader and gwen work on set together and they have to film the death of Gwens character and it's very bloody and looks super real to reader. So reader becomes super emotional over it and Gwendoline is super oblivious to Readers feelings and doesn't understand the fuss so reader confesses her feelings in a very emotional haze and gwen is just absolutely shocked but feels the same.
I hope this makes sense to you, if you don't like the idea it's absolutely fine! 💓🥰
pairing: Gwendoline Christie x Reader
word count: 682
A/N: This is an actual phenomenon that I've seen happen before between actors. Now they don't usually confess their love to each other but sometimes it feels so real to them that they actually have breakdowns on set. I hope I did your request justice!
It's been a while since you've let yourself fully cry while at work. The times before it was because you had a family member or friend pass but this was somewhat different. Someone will be passing but they'd still be here.
It was Gwen's character in your show.
Your character and Gwen's character were love interests and with you having a crush on the actress, it was easy to let your real emotions show through during takes. Gwen obviously didn't suspect a thing with it being 'acting' and everything.
However, when it came down to the day of shooting the death of Gwen's character, you were a mess. The crew thought it was because you wouldn't be working with Gwen anymore after this, which was partly true, but the death of Gwen's character just felt so real to you. You spent 5 seasons in love with Gwen's character (and Gwen) and you didn't want to lose that closeness and love that you've felt for 5 years. The filming was so rough on you that you had to leave set while they filmed it (thank God you weren't in the scene although they could've used your tears).
Gwen had finished up her filming and was basically tackled by you– a crying and distraught mess. The blonde did her best to console you.
It wasn't uncommon that love actors who played love interests for a while thought that whatever bad thing happened was real. It happened quite a few times. Gwen always heard of it happening but it's never happened to her before.
You were wrapped in Gwen's arms, clawing at her shirt as if you wanted to combine your two bodies together, as if being this close to Gwen wasn't enough. Your tears stained Gwen's already soiled shirt and you buried your face into her neck.
Gwen was surprised to say the least. Surprised that this phenomenon was happening to her, but surprised that you felt so close to her character that you'd burst out like this.
"Shh, I've got you. I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here my love."
You just whimpered and jumped into Gwen. She was shocked but ready to catch you and so there you guys were, Gwen carrying you like a child as you cried your little, broken heart out.
Gwen carried you into your trailer and tried setting you down. You immediately started to cry harder so the older woman opted to sit down with you on top of her. Gwen was an angel with you, she held you tightly and whispered words or reassurance while she rubbed your back and petted your hair.
"I love you, I don't want you to leave me…"
"Darling I'm not going anywhere, my character is gone but me? I'll be right here whenever you need me alright? I'm just a phone call away and–"
You started crying harder, "I don't want you to be a phone call away, I want you here! I need you!"
"Honey, I don't understand what–"
You sat up from her lap and caressed both of her cheeks in your hands, "I love you Gwen. Seeing you die was one of the hardest things in my life and I'd be damned if I let you out of my sight again. I don't want you to leave me, please!"
Gwen was still confused as to why you were acting this way and you decided to show her instead.
You leaned in close, giving her time to pull away, "Forgive me for what I'm about to do…"
You crashed your lips onto hers and poured your feelings into the kiss. At first Gwen was hesitant and you felt that, you almost pulled away before Gwen reciprocated. The older woman held you close by your neck and gripped your waist.
By now your crying has stopped and your tears lessened. But with a few pecks to each other's lips, you finally parted. You went back to hiding in her neck and clinging onto her like a koala.
Gwen was content to hold you, she gently wiped your tears away before kissing you on the top of your head "And I love you, y/n…I'm not going anywhere..."
185 notes
·
View notes
Text
So I went to see the Mexican production of Anastasia and I have a lot of feelings and thoughts:
Like the tour and international productions, there's a cut from Learn to Do It, and Crossing a Bridge is replaced with Paris Holds the Key (Reprise)- which is a damn shame because if there ever was an Anya that could do justice to Crossing a Bridge that's Mariana Dávila (apparently, she has an almost three octave range? The fuck?!)
Javier Manente (Dmitry) is 1.86m (6'2'') and Mariana Dávila (Anya) is 1.56m (5'2'') which is just insane.
And so Javi honors the ancient Dima tradition of being more of a mover than a dancer, way too tall, handsome and with the voice of an angel 🥰
Mariana is a powerhouse - her voice is stunning and her rendition of In My Dreams will haunt me for months.
Christy and Derek's dynamic was very confrontational for Act 1, very movie Dimya, while Mariana and Javi are more of a hopeful/cynic vibe which also works very well.
Manuel Corta's Vlad is more of a tenor than a baritone so that makes some of the harmonies sound a little hollow but that's me nitpicking because his voice is lovely.
He is short, taller than Anya but shorter than Lily - which makes for a few comedic beats to hit harder, mainly choreography and the line "from the first moment I saw you, I knew I was beneath you".
Carlos Quezada's Gleb is probably the slimiest I've seen yet (Ramin, Max and Constantine). In the scene in his office, instead of grabbing Anya by the arm to stop her from leaving, he grabs her by the waist and talks into her hair?!?! It doesn't help that the translation of Still emphasizes how childlike and innocent Anya is (yikes 😬). The vibes are fatal attraction and the last confrontation feels very much like Anya would rather die than be Gleb's which is a different take for sure.
Even if I didn't love his take on the character, his voice was incredible, he played up the growl at the end of Still into an almost metal/rock thing that I loved
(I just found out that he previously played Scar in The Lion King and Javert in Les Mis which makes so much sense in retrospect)
All song translations are the same as the Madrid production, except for Journey to the Past where they use the translation from the movie (God I wish they had done that for Once Upon a December too)
In the almost kiss for In a Crowd of Thousands they got so close 👀 Christy and Derek left a little room for Jesus between them and usually grabbed each other by the forearms. My boy Javi went straight to cup Mariana's face and touch her hair while she touched his hands and tugged at his shirt!!! Real romantic stuff
Their voices sound so nice together (if you haven't heard their cover of Hadestown you should)
Lily was fucking incredible. The dance scenes! I always thought it was crazy that she had two consecutive dance heavy numbers and she delivered!!! Her singing was superb at all times.
The ballet number was so good!!! All the dancers got a big ovation
Experiencing Stay I Pray You live? I felt it inside my chest, I was so close to tears! (I missed Constantine's voice though 😩)
Irasema Terrazas as The Dowager was amazing, she has that old timey, 1940s starlet quality to her voice that is just mesmerizing.
The costumes are very pretty, lovely quality, and almost the same as Broadway's. If I remember correctly, the ones that were markedly different in terms of fabric were Lily's Neva dress and press dress, and Gleb's coat. The silhouettes are pretty much the same (though The Paris Holds the Key dress was very much a maxi skirt on Mariana 🤭)
21 notes
·
View notes
Note
💕Happiest of birthdays to you my darling!🎉
Sending you so many hugs and bunches of love today! May it be full of surprises and fun! Love you! Xo
This collage…🫠🫠🫠🥰🥰🥰 how dare you use my favorite Elvis eras this early in the morning 😂🥵
Seriously though, thank you so much my darling Christi!! I’m so grateful to call you my friend! 💗💗💗
24 notes
·
View notes
Note
RHI!!! A million congrats on 2.5k, I can't think of anyone who deserves it more 🥰 and so glad you're back and feeling ok! For the train, I'd loveee to take a trip to 86th st with Mikey Kinsella and “please, for the love of god, shut up for once.” “why don’t you come over here and make me?” i think the way you write it would be SO gorgeous and interesting ❤️ and also because im a slut, i just know id LOSE it over a stop at Heuston Station with Fratt x reader and ❛ you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ❜ Anyways I'm so so excited to read everything you do for this event 🥰 congrats again!!
all fired up
join my sleepover | main masterlist
pairing: michael kinsella x reader
warnings: amanda slander, a tiny bit of spice (minors DNI), aggressive michael / reader, yes we're a little mean but dont worry he gets the upper hand ;)
a/n: christie my gorgeous, thank you so so so much for dropping in 🥺 i hope you like this one, and i am gonna post the fratt request in a separate ask >:) btw i am amending the prompts to better fit the characters i am writing for, so i hope you dont mind xoxo
Michael’s silent rage simmers in your periphery as he leans against the wall like a fallen angel, gritting his teeth, letting his chest rise and fall in short, controlled bursts. Everything in the room is setting him off: the clicking of your pen, the faint hum of the air-conditioner, and the distant noise of traffic from the main road.
Unfortunately for him, you’re far from caring today; not when you’ve scraped together the business proposal of a lifetime. One that could easily retire you in the blink of an eye.
You’ve worked your ass off to coordinate this, so isn’t it only fair that Michael, being the other major stakeholder in this business, quits his grumbling? It’s as if he can’t — or won’t — comprehend what this means if this works out. If you negotiate your way through this successfully, with Michael there or not, the Kinsellas land on top. They’ll control Dublin, and possibly the whole of Ireland, with opportunities to plant roots and spread vines across all the major networks in Europe. And as you’re the only decision maker not married to — or even fucking — anyone in the family, you’ve had to prove your worth, a thousand times more so. Simply being Michael’s closest friend and confidante didn’t sit well with the others, but you’ve made yourself far more capable than anyone in this business.
And this deal will cement you into the Kinsella hall of fame.
You cut a glance to where he’s standing, a momentary pang of empathy softening your expression. He’s exhausted from today, and it isn’t just the circles under his eyes that demonstrate it. You know his tells better than anyone; in fact, you know him so well that just by judging his body language, you can deduce who he’s been with, what he’s been up to, and what he tries hard to conceal. Right now, and at your disdain, you can see Amanda written all over him. It’s obvious in the way he’s carrying himself, with his chin pointed downwards, the tension almost shrugging his shoulders. Even his skin gives it away, from the warmth in his cheeks to the flush at the tips of his ears.
“Let me guess,” you sigh, breaking the silence, “Amanda thinks you’re not doin’ a good enough job, and you shouldn’t be workin’ with me?” Saying her name is enough to set you off, but you do your best to diffuse the situation, to bring Michael back to the present.
His eyes flick to yours at the mention of her name, and you grimace inwards at the sharp stab to your gut. “Somethin’ like tha’.”
It confirms what you suspected; that he and Amanda had met up today, for purposes you try not to burden yourself with. It isn’t your business what they get up to, or how many times you notice her silhouette beyond the frosted glass of his front door. 5 times this week, and it’s only Wednesday, you think, chewing on your lip.
Unease courses through your veins, and so you go to do what’s natural, and sweep the thoughts under the proverbial rug in your mind. You gesture at the mountain of paperwork in front of you. “Are you gonna help me, Michael?”
His only response is a delicate muscle feathering in his jaw, and for some reason, it sends a lick of angry heat up your spine. The deadline to the deal looms in front of you like a ticking time-bomb, and all he can do is stay silent, and God forbid, mope about Amanda?
Your mouth thins as you take a moment to decide if you want to add to his anguish. To deliver an insult worthy of his attention. There’s a rush that flows through you, a sick kind of satisfaction, that tug the corners of your mouth upwards. If it were Eric, or Jimmy, or even Amanda, he would’ve lost his shit by now. He’d probably have stormed out and sulked home, making sure his gun was accessible from beneath his jacket at all times. His heart would thunder in his ears, itching for a fight with some unfortunate soul who’d then be promptly taken out by none other than the Magician.
Your voice rings out across the room, coming out more confident than you’d played out in your head. “She refuse to blow you today or what?”
Michael’s brows furrow together. “What did you say?”
“I asked you something, Michael. Are you pissed because Amanda didn’t open her legs for you?”
His mouth twists into a sneer. “I’d stop talkin’ if I were you.”
But you return his glare, your blood thrumming with challenge. “Actually, I commend her for doin’ that. ‘Cause I wouldn’t want to fuck someone so miserable either.”
He’s in front of you in a couple of strides, seething cold fury as his voice drops an octave. When he talks, his breath fans your face. “I said stop fuckin’ talkin’.”
You swallow, feeling your chest heave as some unchecked part of you — the part that’s scared of no-one — takes over. “Or what?” You pout, cocking your head to the side. “Are you gonna run back to Amanda and tell her how mean I’ve been to you?”
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up,” he spits, grabbing you by the collar, shoving you until the back of your thighs press up against the desk.
Your retort comes out just before he lowers his mouth to yours. Just before he wedges his thick hand between your legs. “Why don’t you make me?”
#michael kinsella#michael kinsella x reader#kin amc#michael kinsella smut#x reader#all aboard the saintmurd0ck express#rhi writes 💻
50 notes
·
View notes
Note
I always worry when I don't revisit something for ages if anyone is still interested.
Navy do you by chance remember a tasty little gem called Ready To Comply? Who knew there was ever going to be any more where that came from. Fast forward now to Halloween 2023 and out of nowhere you treat us to Mission Report. This is exactly the fun surprise I speak of when I say some of us don't mind waiting for whatever writers such as yourself choose to share with us at any given time. It's why we first hit that follow button and why we stick around long after that first delightful read. Thank you.
I'm so glad I was able to surprise you, Christy! I managed to surprise a couple of others, too, since I didn't state what my Trick or Treat stories would be. It was so much fun to revisit. ❤️
And that's one of the crazy things about our muses. Some things we can revisit right away, others we need to take our time, and a few are fine as is. But I appreciate you and the rest of you lovelies who indulge in my nonsense. And the nonsense isn't going away. 🥰
Love and thanks! ❤️
#navybrat answers#blog love#love letter 💌#thank you for the kind words#fic ask#ready to comply#mission report#americasass81#sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated
21 notes
·
View notes
Note
happy birthday my photocheer queen!!! 🥰 could i get a "you remembered?" for them, please?
jonathan x chrissy || adorable fluff || 833 words
A/N: ahhh thank you for this prompt! I made it extra sickeningly sweet just for you<3 happy, super cute surprises!!
yesterday's prompt
She gripped the package in her hands, reminiscent of Ash from Evil Dead discovering the Naturom Demonto (Jonathan would appreciate her reference). It wasn’t going anywhere until he got home.
Chrissy stashed the wrapped box in her makeup drawer, confident that he would never discover it if he snooped around her vanity. This birthday gift had to remain a surprise, even though she had struggled to keep her own secret. With each passing day, the nagging sensation at the back of her mind grew, making it increasingly difficult for her to resist the urge to grab the package from the drawer and hand it over to Jonathan to open immediately.
But today was finally the day! She’d held out long enough!
She hunkered down at the kitchen table, waiting for him to return from his birthday tradition of going out on a dawn photography walk. The touch of Jonathan’s lips still warmed her forehead when he kissed her goodbye this morning in bed, and she let herself get lost in her own thoughts.
When their door swung open, she leapt up in the air, startled, bringing back memories of her time on the Tigers’ cheer team. There was a rush of the morning chill into the room that made her shiver just a little, reminding her winter would soon be here.
Without missing a beat, Chrissy kept her tone peppy when they locked eyes. “Happy birthday, love.”
Jonathan shook the autumn cold out of his jacket, smiling that little grin he reserved just for her. His camera bag swung at his side, kept safe under his right arm. His cheeks were stained pink from the whipping morning wind, but he looked as pleased as ever regardless.
“Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” He glanced around the tiny kitchen before his gaze landed on her and the box in her hands. His head shook. “I thought we said no presents this year?”
“I agreed to no presents for me,” she said smugly, thumbing her chest. “Now come on, no semantics, get over here birthday boy. I’ve been dying for you to open this up all week.”
Jonathan hung his things at the entryway hooks and when he reached her, he kissed her nice and slow. She could feel the lingering smile on his lips, cold soaked all the way through. He was practically a walking ice cube. Nudging the gift into his hands, he relented at last to look down at the small gift.
“Alright, alright,” he laughed. ���I’ll be a good sport. Mom would kill me if she heard you complain that I tortured you all morning.”
Chrissy buzzed. The second she’d seen the window display, she knew she had found the perfect gift to give him. Jonathan was the worst to shop for—never asking for anything and rarely giving any hints when it came time for the holidays. But this year, she had pieced together, like one of her favorite Agatha Christie’s sleuths, that he had missed this particular thing for a long while.
The ribbon fell undone with quick work, and the delicate plaid paper crinkled as he ripped the pattern in half. He paused to make sure she was watching as he lifted the lid of the plain cardboard gift box to reveal his surprise.
His dark eyes flickered when he peered inside. “Is that—I mean, wait, did you…”
Excitement caught his voice and kept it wound tight. Jonathan pulled out the contents to examine the metal circle hanging off the blue collar.
Chrissy bit her lip. “It’s still blank. I thought you’d waited long enough to have the honor of naming him.”
He clasped the dog collar tight within his grasp. “How did you know? I mean, I never said…”
“No, you never told me.” She smiled warmly as he trailed off again. “But you mentioned one night how you loved your family dog, that he was your best friend while your parents were—” This was supposed to be light, she didn’t need to bring up memories of his father today. “—well, you know. I just thought, maybe, you were too scared to ask me, and I saw the cutest, fluffiest mutt at Marty’s pet store and remembered you said Chester had this crazy amount of wild fur and—”
Jonathan embraced her, unable to contain his happiness any longer. “You remembered? You remembered all that and realized that I wanted a dog for us? I told you that story months ago! After the big rain storm reminded me of the time Will, Chester, and I were stranded in Castle Byers practically all night.”
“How could I not remember Jonathan Byers telling an endearing childhood story? And the fluffy guy found me! He’s on hold right now. We just have to go pick him up from Marty’s.”
Jonathan kissed her and clasped the collar between their palms. “Have I ever told you how outrageously brilliant and beautiful you are?”
“Maybe,” she said in between kisses. “Once or twice.”
#pearly birthday prompts#sixth prompt!#halfway over#scheduling on tumblr wasn't working so I had to post#have fun with this early post :)#photocheer#jonathan x chrissy#jonathan byers#chrissy cunningham#stranger things rarepair#ficlet#fluff#so sweet#birthday surprise#these two just heal each other a little at a time#firefly graphics dividers
14 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
1shirt2shirtredshirtdeadshirt
One Shirt Two Shirt Red Shirt Dead Shirt
pankajkumar000056
PANKAJ KUMAR
renewsend526
Untitled
submodule-tomas-mercury
Untitled
sybilhallward
Getting emotional over dead people