#𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 : chrissy taylor

[arch-whatscanon]

@snaptwice asked : ∗ 19﹕ a  suggestive  text .

[ TEXT : KIPPY ] : i read over your script!! it's sooo cool with her witchy vibes ✨🔮 and being a total boss babe ✌️ over those stupid men. it feels so real 😩 [ TEXT : KIPPY ] : i had a couple of questions about the cell scene 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ [ TEXT : KIPPY ] : i need some help finding myself in that scene 🤔 [ TEXT : KIPPY ] : think you can come over and assist? give me some notes? 🥺

[arch-whatscanon]

@snaptwice asked : [ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

chrissy knew that she wouldn't be able to avoid kip in all factions of her life forever. her personal life was unavoidable. when he was in town, they still honored their custody agreement. granted, declan or alex were always there for pick up and drop off, but she had braved being present too - if anything, to give the girls the biggest hug she could before she watched the three biggest parts of her heart and soul get taken away for the weekend. but professionally? she had been able to dodge kip fairly well. she hadn't worked much since having their girls, but declan and her agent had thought it'd be a good idea to keep herself busy. she wasn't ready to spend sixteen hours a day away from her girls, but she focused on some of her other projects. she ran a lifestyle blog and shop, where she outsourced various small businesses that sold crystals and self care items that she adored. she promoted the website and shop through her social media and was offered promotional events left and right in the fashion and beauty world. she was starting to dip her toes into feeling somewhat like herself again, and maybe in the next year or so, she could start tackling acting more regularly.

she had been invited to a poolside event sponsored by a couple of different companies. a poolside event in hollywood meant to still wear your best and those who were brave enough ( usually after after a few drinks ) would cannonball into the pool for a photo op or a good story. alex and santana had taken the girls to disneyland for the day and had told chrissy to take as long as she needed but most importantly enjoy herself. what she didn't expect was to see her ex-husband at the same party, and her body language showed it when she saw him chatting it up across the backyard of the mansion the party was being held at. the effortless way he rocked shorts, a button-down hawaiian shirt, and shades had her heart clenching in her chest. he was the same boy she had fallen in love with at twelve years old, and this sort of party had been the kind they would have been all over each other during. they would have been the ones who ended up in the pool - him grabbing her around the waist as she shriek-laughed and they toppled into the pool. that was another lifetime ago.

what she and the partygoers also didn't expect was how fast the clouds rolled in and a rare socal rainstorm blew in. it was only dark for a minute before the skies opened up, dumping a torrential rain pour onto the party guests and leaving those who didn't immediately seek refuge inside when it got cloudy soaked. chrissy had abandoned her drink and had moved under one of the gazebos, hands trying to shake off some of the water that left her completely dripping. her bouncy curls were completely drenched and straightening by the second. she felt a brush against her shoulder and looked over to notice kip had chosen the same gazebo to seek shelter, and her breath caught in her chest. hazel eyes studied how he was also equally soaked as if they had taken a dip in the pool in their party clothes and a memory flashed through her mind. one that caused her throat to tighten as she lowered her gaze and released a quiet, weak laugh.

"i-i'm sorry," she apologized, knowing her laugh was audible. some droplets of water that she wasn't sure if they were from the rain or from her burning eyes slid down her cheeks as she shook her head. "this is just . . . this is how we started, right? that night on set . . . zach and dani confessing their love in the middle of a downpour and then us --" she cut herself off with a tightening of her jaw. that was ridiculous to bring up, right? reminiscing with her ex husband about the first night they spent together as a couple.

she lifted a hand that was trembling more than she liked to wipe at her eye. "shit," she hissed under her breath when she drew it back to realize her eyeliner and mascara was starting to smudge. "i'm such a mess . . . " did it have to do with the rain or her state of mind? that was a complicated answer.

[arch-whatscanon]

muse tags masterpost

𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    eloise wallace 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    aspen wright 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    benjamin badd 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    cindy berman 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    ziggy berman 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    sam fraser 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    trina lewis 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    tree gelbman 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    chloe carter 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    christopher sullivan 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    trish wellington 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    courtney ashe 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    becky barnes 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    grace chasity 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    donna daggit 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    ruth fleming 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    jeri gibson 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    gary goldstein 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    ethan green 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    miss holloway 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    clover lake 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    linda monroe 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    izzy myers 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    emma perkins 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    jennifer check 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    brooke wyatt 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    frances diaz 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    ava grimes 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    chad meeks-martin 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    dewey riley 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    kurt kunkle 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    chrissy cunningham 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    clarissa frost 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    argyle gonzales 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    steve harrington 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    chad harrington 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    lindy webster 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    derek hale 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    stiles stilinski 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    julie lawry 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    lucille thomas 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    grace haverstock 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    lena landry 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    emily davis 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    chris hartley 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    mike munroe 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    jessica riley 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    josh washington 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    chrissy taylor 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙    :    enid sinclair

[arch-whatscanon]

[ TEXT : KIPPY ] : i just want to make sure my portrayal is believable you know 🤔 [ TEXT : KIPPY ] : i know you spent sooo much time working on it and i just want to do you justice 🥺 [ TEXT : KIPPY ] : i want to hear notes about how you imagine grace in such a vulnerable position...

[ 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 : 𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚂𝚈 ] : Really? You like it? I was worried you'd think it was too something. I don't know. I was worried. [ 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 : 𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚂𝚈 ] : What questions? [ 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 : 𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚂𝚈 ] : Oh. [ 𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 : 𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚂𝚈 ] : Absolutely I can. 👀