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#fuck you chris
pinchcinnamon · 1 year
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okay, so no one wants to talk about the fact that chris, whom ryan perceived as a father figure, constantly defended, trusted him and almost idolized, ranked ryan himself among a bunch of "damn kids" and actually dgaf about ryan? nobody? well, okay
even the creators cut out a sad and important scene where ryan, almost in tears, asks chris how he could deceive him, and even after such a betrayal and when chris was a fucking WEREWOLF, ryan hoped chris wouldn't hurt him......💔
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bakedbakermom · 7 months
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there are many. Many. MANY. things for which i will never forgive chris carter. items 1-734 on that list are scully giving up william.
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effrvsnt107 · 5 months
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POV: Chris finds your tumblr account
Chris if you find this blog, I watch and invest heavily in Shakespeare rather than do your essays. Suck my lanyard with the picture of my cut off chin.
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lino-nyangi · 2 years
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my entire feed is in shambles because one australian dude called christopher decided to post two (2) pictures
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bunnywoman · 1 year
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bringing up the doctor i have beef with in my class as a part of my antipsychiatry rant #madgirl
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idontlikepans · 2 years
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CHRIS FUCK YOU
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aikido-ne · 13 hours
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anyways. i hate liars. so so much
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Shout out to Chris from my group project for single handedly dismantling the stereotype that all Canadians are nice
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superthirstparty · 7 months
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i see we're all very normal about chris jericho being chris jericho again
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this is so GODDAMN STUPID
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madrewrites · 1 year
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what in the otherworldly fuck happened y'all
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redz0nez9 · 2 months
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Guys I can't do this anymore..
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lino-nyangi · 2 years
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no wait i was yelling to my friend about this fucker wearing this outfit to a fucking FANSIGN and how my bitchass can't keep eye contact so i usually look around the person's face's vicinity, mostly down, BUT HERE IT'S BOOM TIDDIES. I FEEL SO ATTACKED AND MOSTLY CORNERED.
like imagine sitting across from him on a table?? HELP WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO LOOK????
and she was like he'd hit you with the "my eyes are up here you know" AND NOW I AM UNWELL.
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littlecrittereli · 2 months
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Please please please, may I request a doodle of Martin taking care of a delirious/feverish Chris 🥺
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(He asked nicely 234293847 times already, violence is the only solution)
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crispycreambacon · 3 months
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I think they had this conversation at least once. I think.
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nonranghaes · 11 months
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warnings: spider mentions bc writer is terrified and needs to write comfort. this is idol au, btw. (also readers in a polyamorous relationship with both chris and felix, just a heads up)
chris jolts awake when he feels you tugging at his sleeve, barely opening his eyes by the time you speak up.
“christheresahugespidercanyoupleasegogetridofit--”
it’s... a lot. it’s clear that you’re terrified (although his brain hasn’t deciphered what you said yet), and he sits up, reaching out to pull you in. on the other side of the bed, he can feel felix stir from his own slumber--and he hears him stifle a yawn. chris just focuses on you, though, “honey--”
you sniffle, fingers dinging into his arm as you hold him by the forearms, “please go get it before it moves--”
he doesn’t even have to decipher what you said anymore. he knows only one thing gets you this scared, and he gently pulls you in further until you’re actually sitting on the bed. “it’s okay,” he says, “i’ll go catch it. don’t worry,” he presses a kiss onto the crown of your head, getting out of bed. “i won’t come back until it’s gone, okay?”
you nod frantically, and chris mumbles felix’s name to rouse him further. felix turns over, gaze meeting chris’s--although he quickly nods toward you, redirecting the attention--and he understands. he kicks off the blankets, crawling over to you as chris takes his leave as designated-spider-getter.
“it’s okay,” he murmurs softly, drawing you in for a hug. “chris will get it.”
your breath hitches, and felix can feel as you start to cry. it’s a frustrating fear to have--felix knows, as does chris, because you’ve cried to them before about how you wish you could just be normal about those eight-legged little things--and you know that they’re far more afraid of you than you are of them. or, well, that’s what everyone tells you. you haven’t seen a spider have a breakdown because of you, but what do you know?
he holds you, gently tracing hearts on your back as he lets you cry your fears out. felix’s lips press against your softly, just for a second, before he pulls you in again. he draws your face into his shoulder, gently talking you through it. when he finally draws back, once your cries have stifled, he begins searching around.
“where’s bbokari...?” he mumbles. when he and chris are away, the plushies they gave you take their place (... alongside the others, sometimes, but you don’t tell them about that since you’ll never live it down). he moves, patting around until he hears chris come back. “hey,” he calls out, voice raspy with sleep, “do you see bbokari?”
chris stops for a moment with a “hm?” but looks over to your dresser where the group was last assembled. he reaches for the little chick, tossing him over to felix. he returns to bed soon enough after felix moves out of the way, gently guiding you back to the middle of the bed by the arm. he’s pushed bbokari into your arms, and already snuggled in next to you as chris pulls the blankets back over you all.
“it’s okay,” chris presses a kiss against your shoulder. “it’s gone. i took it outside. we’ll protect you, baby.” there’s a teasing lift to his voice, but you know he genuinely means it. 
“mmhm,” felix sounds, planting a soft kiss against your lips. “we’ve got you,” he promises. “alright?”
you snuggle in, both of your boyfriends cuddling in to keep you as safe as they can. it takes you a while to get back to sleep... but it helps to have your silly saviors nearby, always happy to catch and release the spiders and soothe you with as many kisses as it takes.
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