#chrissi

[adamostrogoth]

[draikaesehoch]

Doggo Delivery for you and your bees ♥️

I hope they’ll finally do what they’re supposed to do ♥️♥️♥️♥️🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🐶🐶🐶🐶🍀🍀🍀🍀

Last chance for the supervisor

Chocolate and hugs for you ♥️

won't be able to watch the first half, because I'm at football practice (pray for my evil knee 👀🙈)

I'm manifesting today! May I come home to a 2:0 lead for Dortmund, and a Jule goal

🍀🤞🕯️🖤💛🕯️🤞🍀

[wouldiweresteadfastasthouart]

I love looking at my liked songs on spotify and tracking the days I was in absolute bits

[phantomrose96]

The lack of agreement across brands on what “extra firm tofu” is is, in fact, very high on my list of unimportant problems.

[bitchliteraria1906]

Go listen to Chrissi. That's it, that's the post.

[retrogamingblog2]

might wanna do those calculations again chrissy

[matchingbatbites]

I saw this post and started thinking about vet tech Steve who helps this odd but cute couple with their dog who has swallowed something it shouldn't have. When they finally get the rottweiler to throw up the panties - a pair of lacy, forest green boy shorts - the room goes completely silent.

Steve, having heard stories similar to this, thinks that he's about to witness this girl realizing that her boyfriend is cheating on her. Instead the man whirls around to the woman with the most betrayed expression and says "Chrissy! You promised!"

Chrissy shrinks back, her face rapidly turning red as she says "I'm sorry! You were out so I went to the bar with Katie and she introduced me to this girl and she was so fucking hot, Eddie, I couldn't not bring her home!"

The man, Eddie, throws his hands up and says "We made a pact! You broke a holy bond! You shattered my faith in you!"

"It's No Nut November, Eddie, not some sacred oath!"

"Exactly! Do you know how many hot guys I've seen and walked away from because I thought Oh I can't betray Chrissy, it would crush her spirit!"

Steve rapidly realizes what's going on here, and while part of him wants to just leave so they can work this out, the other part of him stops and looks Eddie over. Takes in the messy hair and the nice hands and the cropped band shirt that exposes just enough of his midriff to make Steve interested.

"I'll help you get even, if you want," he finds himself saying, cutting through the bickering and silencing them instantly. Steve sees Eddie's own quick assessment of Steve's person, sees how brown eyes pause on his neck and arms and thighs.

Then he grins, big and sharp and says "I'm more than happy to take you up on that, sweetheart. Are you free tonight?"

[undreaming-fanfiction]

What if Steve is a famous model and Eddie is a rockstar, both still pretty down to earth that they move around without bodyguards...

They bump into each other at a corner, and literally bump into each other - Steve somehow lost his contact lenses and he's half-blind without them, his agent Robin is traveling, he'd rather lose both of his eyes than to call his parents, and so he's trying to get to a pharmacy/optometrist/somewhere else just based on memory and touch.

Eddie is walking, not paying much attention and listening to music, when he's knocked back by a very apologetic squinting guy who might as well be very pretty, if he looked straight at Eddie - which is very much not possible, as Steve later explains, Eddie is a very blurry blob to him, although a very kind blob. Also a really nice sounding blob.

When Eddie collects his things and his heart off the streetwalk, he offers to walk Steve to the pharmacy. After asking if it's okay, he offers Steve his arm and leads him carefully to his destination. Steve is still mostly staring at the ground, trying to fight blurry nausea, so Eddie doesn't really know what he looks like, except that his hair is magnificent.

They reach the pharmacy, Steve is so thankful that he wants to invite Eddie for coffee, but before he can do that, Eddie receives an urgent call from his agent and needs to leave.

They both - not without a tinge sadness - think they won't see each other again.

Except the next day there's a wave of tabloid headlines: "CORRODED COFFIN'S EDDIE MUNSON FINALLY SETTLES DOWN?! THE ROCKSTAR SEEN WITH REDKEN'S MODEL STEVE HARRINGTON!" and there are pictures of Steve and Eddie, side by side, and it really looks like a romantic walk rather than what it was.

When Eddie's agent Chrissy calls, half-amused, half-concerned, Eddie stops her with a single sentence: "Can you get me his number?!"

Chrissy snorts in the phone. "Give me an hour."

It takes her 33 minutes in total, and she secures a date with Robin for herself as a bonus.

And as for Eddie? He opens his message with "Hey Steve, how come you never told me it was a date? I would have brought flowers!" and gets an immediate response of "You would have, huh? Then bring some today at seven, the pizzeria next to the pharmacy. I like sunflowers. See you there, Eddie. And this time, I mean really see you."

The "see you" jokes stay with them for the rest of their lives.

[vielleichts]

✨update✨

[adamostrogoth]

[draikaesehoch]

We’re on timeeee! The Doggos totally know what to do, supporting your bees ♥️

Trusted supervisor was instructed, too, today

And I’ve got something for your as well ♥️

sounds lovely 💛🖤

and yay, I get to cuddle my favorite Chaoten 🥰💕

[lalalaugenbrot]

inject it into my bloodstream

[sexycelebritiesposts]

Chrissy Teigen

[phantomrose96]

A coworker brought in a box of donuts today for a meeting, as a surprise. And as a donut-lover this is of course exciting in its own right. But I was in fact extra stoked because our stupid-humid heat wave just broke, and with the slightly cooler weather and my half-marathon race coming up in November, I'm just getting back into the swing of doing long runs after work.

So I said as much like "This is actually so perfect because I'm going for a long run after work" and my coworker responded "Oh to burn it off?" and this threw me way off my game because that was not where I was going at all. Where I was going was the fact that the single Best predictor of me pulling off a smooth, successful, well-fueled, high-endurance, long-as-hell evening run is whether or not I get my sticky hands on a sugar-loaded funtime treat around 4pm.

Like I was standing there over the box of donuts like

[cheer-nympho]

Imagine Eddie and Chrissy accidentally running into each other while spying on scoops,

Eddie sat on a bench behind a shrubbery looking through but he spots Chrissy doing the same across the court- they stare at each other for what feels like the longest few seconds of all time, shocked and baffled, before Eddie ducks and stealth runs to her bench,

Just sitting next to her and loudly whispering “What are you doing?!”

“What am I doing? What are you doing!”

“Well, I was just..-“ They hear a giggle from scoops and both duck under the plant and look through the gaps again. Immediately they turn back on each other with their fingers raised “You’re spying!” They both whisper at the same time before looking around to check no one heard,

Eddie puts his arm around her to duck her down away from the stores view and from anyone looking over- because their duo is bound to turn heads even without the whole hiding in foliage thing.

“Okay okay, we’re both spying on scoops. Now I’m sure neither of us are here for the overpriced sundaes, so what are you looking at PomPom?”

“PomPom?”

“Codename, keep up.”

“I’ll tell you if you tell me.”

“Well I’ll tell you if you tell me…”

“Well I’ll…Eddie this is silly!”

“Okay fine! So we’re both spying on scoops. Neither of us are here with our friends…we’re being secretive instead of just going in…we’re both 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 why we’re here. Chrissy, U think we’re here for similar reasons, I think there’s a reason we don’t wanna tell each other.”

“But what if- What if it not the same reason? What if you…freak out or get spooked?”

“How about this, if I promise not to be annoyed by what you say- you promise the same back?” She looks around the food court a few times before looking back at him determined and nodding.

“Okay, 3, 2, 1”

Then at the same time…

“I was spying on Robin!” / “I was checking out Steve!”

Followed by

“The hair Harrington?!” / “From band?!”

Chrissy levels him with an unimpressed look, to which Eddie sheepishly removes his arm from hers. “Okay fair, mine is weirder.”

Cut to Eddie having a clever (read: incredibly dumb) plan of going in together so they can talk to Robin and Steve without ‘arousing suspicion’ Chrissy finds herself full of new confidence so doesn’t feel like pointing out that it was more subtle if they just went in alone.