#chrissy-brooke

[iusedtobeking]

Text 📲 Chrissy

Roman: Babydoll

Roman: Daddy needs a favour.

[callowaycain-blog]

There was something wrong with Calloway’s apartment, he was sure of it. He had paid three months rent in cash and it certainly wasn’t any real estate agent’s first choice, but aside from the charming plumbing issues and troubling stains, he felt there was something fundamentally wrong with the apartment. He wouldn’t call it an issue with its aura, as he felt wrong gracing the glorified storage room with a term like aura, but the fact of the matter was this: something with the apartment was messing with his magic. 

Or, so he told himself. It was with this, albeit unsound, logic that he found himself in a clearing in the woods, rather than in the comfort of his temporary home, failing to convince wildflowers to raise themselves out of the dirt. So far, all he had exceeded in was raising the existing flowers an inch or so before promptly killing them. There was a shaky circle of dead flowers around him, though now he had given up for the moment, holding a solitary flower in his hands. He had his eyes closed, trying to refocus his mind, as though that had ever worked. Still, he had succeeded in one thing; tuning out the world, if only for a few minutes. 

[remy-daybreak-wright-archived]

@chrissy-brooke

“Chrissy, hey!” Remy was still on cloud nine. No reason to not think everything was perfect, and so she had texted her new friend to see if she wanted to hang out. “I was thinking maybe we could go to Coleman Memorial Park. They got the wildlife viewing spots and trails.”

[matildahunt-blog]

@chrissy-brooke

  “ Chrissy! Could you come in here a moment? I need your help!” Matilda called from the kitchen of her cafe. It was early enough in the morning that they were getting ready for the day. Matilda had just whipped up some muffins for the special of the day and she wanted Chrissy’s opinion on them. A little birdie had informed Matilda that this was her newest staff members favorite flavors so she made a tasty muffin out of it.  They were still warm and fresh from the oven and the whole kitchen smelt like sweet cinnamon and apples. She picked up a piece that fell off and popped it in her mouth. Oh yes, these would work wonderfully for the special of the day. 

[kendallxlawrence]

⚰: Your muse dying while mine can only watch

She was supposed to be brave.

It was almost a written law, that you needed to be brave when you were dying. Curl your bloodied lips into a reassuring smile, squeeze the hand of the grieving person hovering above you and tell them you’d be okay, that you lived a good life and you were at peace.

Kendall couldn’t say that. There were too many adventures she hadn’t had, too many kisses not claimed, too much love never dived into with reckless abandon. And she’d never managed to steal Chrissy’s heart out from under her, which was a deep regret but maybe also a soothing balm. 

She’d waited too long and now it was too hard to speak. That perfect monologue wasn’t coming, her chest rising and falling erratically, ears humming overtop Chrissy’s pleas that she hold on. Kendall pulled herself together just enough to reach bloodied hands up to her best friend’s face. “Want . . . you . . . know . . .loved you. Thank you . . . for letting me . . . love you.” It had been a gift enough, even if Chrissy hadn’t loved her back in the same way. Being allowed to carry that bright flame of adoration in her heart had bettered Kendall’s too short life.

A small smile was managed before her vision started to go. She didn’t want to lose the warm feeling of Chrissy’s skin but it was fading . . . fading . . . she was fading away too, and the last thing she thought of were constellations rising up around her, carrying her up up and away.

[remy-daybreak-wright-archived]

@chrissy-brooke

There weren’t too many favorite spots, but with the half hour break to grab some food, Remy had decided on the greek restaurant. Hopefully it wasn’t that long of a wait, and it hadn’t been. She had a good amount of time to get back to the bakery, but went to the bathroom to wash her hands first. It should have been routine, but after drying her hands and collecting her bag, Remy tried for the door to no avail. It was as if it was stuck solid. “What the hell?” she muttered. Hearing water running behind her, she glanced back feeling a little foolish. “Uhm, maybe I am having an off day but this door is not budging. Want to try?”

[matildahunt-blog]

@chrissy-brooke

  It was after hours at La Petite Cafe Rouge as Matilda waited for one of her employees to arrive. She had agreed to teach Chrissy how to make the apple crumble muffins she had made earlier that week. She had just finished setting out all the ingredients they would need when she hear the front door open.  “ There you are.” Matilda said coming out of the kitchen. “ I was wondering what-oh my goodness! what happened? You are all beat up.” She said her face becoming a mask of instant concern and worry as she moved towards Chrissy. 

[georgiehastings-blog]

Let's not even with the Lea/Chrissy/Laura dynamic I fucking love so much. I'm so glad u returned and also so happy with the way our lil fae trio interacts. They're like a family bc they have their ups and downs and the reality of it makes me feel more!! Chrissy n Lea clash but that's why I fuckin adore them and u know it so just..... Ty for staying true to character and ty for the PAIN ❤️