#krisverse

[delta-kristal]

[Extra/bônus from last post]

fem kris - by me

Emo kris - by @angelsgame-au

Very emo kris - @missowo

The last cookie

[astrskos]

fanart of Krismas from @insulationsun's Krisverse AU !! this kris is so silly

[ID: bust up of Krismas. They look to their left with a stern expression. They are cast in shadow, except for the bright red spark in their eyes, highlights in their hair, and their soul. Above them is a broken black halo that glows white. Black wings outlined in white float at both sides of their head. Behind them are 4 bright red strings. The background is a blurry dark fountain. End ID]

[theactiveyankee-blog]

De Ja Vu || Alexis + Kristoffer

The morning started off fairly normal for Kristopher, having reported in SHIELD headquarters and assigned one of the high risk retrieval missions. It was something that he not only welcomed, but enjoyed. He loved being on field, away from all the pencil pushing tasks that being an agent had to do but was masked by the glamour brought about by their actual tasks. At least now, he was able to stretch his legs and put his own skills to good use.

Of course, being shocked by a hundred volts of energy was something he should have expected from quickly grabbing the Asgardian artifact as he broke into a run, avoiding his apprehenders. What he didn't expect was being shot at in the leg as he swerved out of the corner and back into the SHIELD vehicle. It all happened so fast, that the images around him soon became blurs and the cool airconditioning that met the warm blood soaking up his pants soon felt like a vague dream.

When he woke up again, he was in the presence of a vaguely familiar doctor. "I'm not dead, am I?" he asked as his vision slowly blurred into focus, flashing a forced smile, resisting some lame pick up line about seeing an angel. He sure felt dead, though. "Where am I?" he asked once more, sitting up from the bed.

[theactiveyankee-blog]

The Bounty Hunter | Kris + Alex

Kris sat from across the parking lot, parked in his jeepney, leaning back as casually as he could. A cloud of smoke coming from the cigarette he held with the arm dangling outside his window. From an outside perspective, he just looked like a regular man waiting for a brother or a child's class to finish. But Kris knew it was more than that. He had been studying a young man for the past couple of days and all he was doing was waiting for him to head out of class. Alex Argent. He had nothing against the young man. But other people did, and he worked for whoever gave the better incentive. Nothing personal.

As soon as the bell rang and the students began to flood out, Kris tossed the cigarette away, slipping out of the car and slowly making his way to his mark. He found him simply, and thankfully, alone. "Argent, right? Your father's in danger." He simply said to the young man, looking at him with his most serious glare. "Come on. We need to get you to him, now." His voice was filled with urgency, not wanting the young hunter to have a moment to think about how this could possibly be a ploy to get him alone.

[theactiveyankee-blog]

Cat and Mouse | Austin + Kristopher

There he was, taking slow strides towards his new found prey. It had been the young man's mistake of turning into that corner, trapping himself between him, his predator, and the barbed wire a top a chain fence. Kris shook his head, almost in disappointment that the young man didn't even bother to put up too much of a challenge. Still, he knew better than to simply underestimate the young individual. After all, teleportation was something that went beyond physical boundaries.

The ultra agent cracked his neck as he continued to narrow the distance between the two, making sure he showed off the gun at his holster to further intimidate the man. Kristopher knew that guns weren't his thing, though, and he had no intention of using it at all. Besides, it wasn't a kill order. Not for this one, anyway. Sieze, detain, extract. Those were his orders.

"No use running away," he told him, letting out a malicious chuckle. "Don't worry. I just want to try and talk to you and your friends. If you cooperate, you won't get harmed." He was only a few meters away from the other man now and now he could clearly see the distinctive features of Austin Clearwater. "Look. I'll even give you a sign of good faith," he muttered, taking his gun, setting it down on the floor, and kicking it towards the young man's direction.