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Chrissy is a tool, has always been a tool for someone else’s gain, has always been a pretty little trophy to put on a shelf, a conversation topic to drop at lunches with the other mothers or to the boys in the locker room.
She’s not a pretty thing anymore, mutilated body buried six feet under, but maybe she doesn’t need to be for this new puppeteer.
Bones set snapping a second time around, mind crawling back into the safety of a fused together skull, breath coming back in heaves and embalming fluid still cold in her veins.
And she's alive again.
The body remembers alive, remembers it means pain and fear and darkness, so this is certainly alive.
Alive and six feet underground with her name on a placard awaiting a stone yet to be carved.
Alive but different.
kas!chrissy | wheelingham | rated M
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cheerscoops || Fake Relationship AU
📺 Chrissy’s only and longest relationship has just ended the summer into her senior year. Steve still trying his best to find his dream girl and still hung up over Nacy gets a genius plan while hanging out with Dustin. GET A FAKE GIRLFRIEND.
A cute cheerleader catches his attention at the prep rally.
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you take my breath away!
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i'm in a real steve-y mood today apparently so here's some cheerscoops bc well. it's me, The Cheerscoops Mutual™
wc: 0.8k, just fluff, mention of them both having shit parents bc well.
the cunninghams take chrissy's brother on vacation with them, but tell her that since she turned 18, if she wants to go on holidays too, she has to pay her own way ‐ except they go to super bougie ski resorts, lake houses, all places a freshly graduated high school senior could never afford on her own income.
she hates the idea of being the only person in the whole house, though, and as much as she loves her cheer girls, they're gonna hear the words empty house and suddenly half of hawkins are partying freely, which she knows her parents would kill her for.
and so, she asks eddie if maybe he wouldn't mind staying over in the guest room. he can even hold hellfire meetings there if he wants, but the neighbours would definitely complain if the band practised there, so that's a no-go. eddie says he'd love to, but he did promise wayne a Munson Men Fishing Trip. instead, he suggests that if she needs someone in the house with her, he could always ask steve.
and chrissy is dubious. sure, steve was a jock, but socially he was a whole other breed in school. the only people worthy of his company were tommy and carol, and then nancy wheeler - and then that weird period at the end of his senior year where he just kind of floated around. she understands that some of eddie's hellfire kids are how he's connected to steve, but she doesn't see how that warrants him accepting an offer from eddie to go stay with someone who was an acquaintance in school at best. so chrissy tells him not to worry, that she'll think of something.
but eddie can tell when she's hiding her disappointment, so he instead offers up a game and movie night, where he'll come over, in his jammies, they can get take-out (he promises to take the trash away with him so her parents never know) and just hang out together for one night before he goes fishing with wayne.
what he doesn't tell her, and she only finds out when she sees a further three people also wearing loungewear stood at her door, is that eddie invited steve, robin and nancy, too. and they have fun together, watching movies that steve and robin bicker over whose choice gets played first, and playing games that eddie and nancy bicker over the rules of. and yet despite all the arguing, there's clearly a lot of love in the room.
chrissy totally twigged as soon as she saw eddie holding a six-pack that he was going to use drinking as an excuse to have everyone stay over, but still she pretends to be surprised when eddie announces he "forgot" that he's the only one who can drive them home once he was four beers in.
she sets everyone up in different rooms and does one final scan of the house to see what needs to be cleaned up. that's always been her role in the family, anyway, it's what's expected of her, it's second nature, plus now she has to be a Good Hostess as per her mother's standards, even though she's hundreds of miles away. but chrissy sets her alarm clock early so that everyone else wakes up to a clean house.
except when she gets downstairs the next morning, steve is already there, holding a trash bag that's already two-thirds full with pizza boxes and beer cans. he locks eyes with chrissy and jokes that the easiest way to keep anywhere clean is to wrap eddie in a trash bag before he can create any more mess, which makes her laugh.
chrissy asks why he felt the need to clean up after everyone, let alone so early. he shrugs and mentions something about how he grew up, but chrissy knows his tone. it's the same one she uses when she talks about her parents without actively disrespecting them. she shares an anecdote about her family, he starts opening up about his, until finally she lets slip that according to her parents, cleaning up is Her Job, and that's why she got up so early.
to which he finally admits that the reason he feels the need to clean up was always so that his parents might recognise his contribution to the household. and it's just become a habitual way for him to show his appreciation for people, by tidying up for them. especially since other people tend to be more appreciative of steve's efforts than his parents are.
neither chrissy nor steve say anything when eddie announces he's leaving and only rounds up nancy and robin to get in the van with him. partly because they didn't even realise until way later, and partly bc they don't mind in the slightest.
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WINONA RYDER and CHRISTIAN BALE as JO MARCH and THEODORE 'LAURIE' LAURENCE in LITTLE WOMEN (1994) dir. GILLIAN ARMSTRONG
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match made in high heaven
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RJ'S SPOTIFY WRAPPED GIF MEME 2023 → cheerscoops + 27: fantasy by mariah carey
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imagine looking for a gf but you end up with two
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a study in a fight
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A friend is… someone you’d do anything for. You lend them your cool stuff, like comic books and trading cards. And they never break a promise. Especially when there’s spit. (Spit?) A spit swear means you never break your word. It’s like a bond. That’s super important, because friends… they tell each other things. Things that parents don’t know.
Stranger Things + best bromance
↳ Mike, Lucas & Dustin [asked by anon]
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HELL ABOVE
Pierce The Veil
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pairing : steve harrington x chrissy cunningham
summary : steve and chrissy are experts at avoiding boredom at their parents' country club. while on a mission to raid the club's storeroom for alcohol, they have to escape chrissy's mother, but may not be able to escape their undeniable chemistry.
tags : friends to lovers, country club shenanigans, light underage drinking, almost caught, tooth-rotting fluff, confessionals, happy ending
wordcount: ~5k & Inspired by this post!
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And there he was, front and center, wearing someone else’s patchwork tweed cap and leaning against the long rack with a smirk: Steve Harrington in all his glory and adorably stupid shenanigans.
“Took you long enough, Bonnie,” he said, twirling his pair of sunglasses like a toy. “Ready for our next caper?”
She squinted, approaching him with a sly expression, and crushed the borrowed hat over his ears. “Oh, Clyde—seems you finally found something nice to cover your outrageous hair.”
“You like? I was thinking of asking the Crypt Keeper of this monstrosity if I can borrow it sometime for a date…”
“You wouldn’t dare,” she laughed. The coat closet had been their meeting place for well over a year now. It was far from luxurious, reeking of mothballs, a stringent mixture of perfume, and a whiff of grandma's house. In the winter, their hangout was often soaked by melting snow and they'd have to remember not to rub up against the wet coats and ruin their cover.
But there were major pros to meeting in this closet. No one really went in there after these events commenced except for a few of the staff, and they didn’t seem to mind the two teenagers as long as they kept a low profile. Her fingers traced the edge of Mrs. Polk’s cashmere scarf; she always wore it with her signature blue peacoat. She pressed the material, letting it melt between her fingertips.
Steve watched her, silently smiling at his own joke, she supposed. God, his eyes were pretty. She looked to the scarf in her grasp.
“Sooo,” Chrissy said. “How will we be surviving today? What’s the grand plan, King Steve?”
In her periphery, Steve nodded solemnly, replacing the hat back over the numbered hook she hoped was the correct one. “I think it’s time.”
“Time? Time for what?”
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“People who build their houses in your heart.”
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One Last Hawkins Summer • @strangerthingsreversebigbang
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Words: 18,000
Rating: Explicit
Pairing(s): Eddie Munson/Nancy Wheeler
Character(s): Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Wayne Munson, Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Robin Buckley, Corroded Coffin, The Party
Tags: getting the hell out of dodge, bisexual Eddie Munson, pre-Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, minor Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler, worshipping of Nancy Wheeler as is only right and correct, outdoor sex
“Uh,” Eddie says. “Hey Wheeler.”
“I’m leaving Hawkins at the end of the summer,” she says fiercely. “And I’m not coming back.”
“Oh,” Eddie clears his throat. “Good for you.” It’s a very popular sentiment around town these days, personally Eddie thinks it should be put into practice across the board.
“You’re coming with me,” Nancy says, in a tone that doesn’t really invite discussion or argument.
“Um. Okay?”
Seriously? That’s all you got, man? But before Eddie can get through fully kicking his own ass for that weak response, Wheeler’s giving him a nod and a flash of a satisfied smile, before getting back in the car and onto the road without so much as another word or glance at him.
Art here by @janie-bean
Fic here by @sparklyslug
Beta Reader: @greenlikethesea
For @strangerthingsreversebigbang
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from Coming Home by @sunflowerharrington
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