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tommiruewrites · 1 year
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hiiii, could you write something for fem skater!reader x chrissy cunningham? i don't see a lot of people writing for her... if not thats okay, i don't want to pressure you!! tysm :))))
FALL FOR YOU - C.C.
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requested: yes | no requests: open | closed request rules here
warnings: awful title (its kinda funny), one curse word, i dont skate so this might be a little off, i think thats it but lmk if i missed smth
a/n: sorry, this is super short, i just thought it was a cute little idea. not my best writing unfortunately so i apologize. ty for the req <3
remember to like, comment, and reblog to support my writing <3
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"Alright, now just bend your legs a little."
You instruct the blonde who's wobbling around on your skateboard in front of you. She bends her previously stiff legs like you suggested, but her arms stay locked out in front of her to hold your hands.
"Perfect." You smile at her, but her gaze is on the ground, "You ready to try moving?"
Chrissy's eyes go wide at the suggestion, causing her to start wobbling again as she whips her head up to look at you. She had asked you during lunch if you could teach her how to skate, but so far shes only managed to stand on the board. "I don't know..."
"You're gonna be fine." You kindly reassure her, lifting one of her hands so she can see yours joined with it, "I'm gonna be right here, remember?"
She thinks for a moment, talking herself up mentally... "You won't let go?"
You shake your head, repeating, "I'll be right here."
Chrissy takes a deep breath, squeezing your hands tighter to balance herself as she kicks off the ground to push herself forward. She rolls slowly across the empty parking lot as you walk alongside her. "See? You're already doing great, Chriss!"
She smiles at that, feeling brave enough to go a little bit faster. You pick up your pace slightly to keep up with hers, still able to comfortably follow along.
"You think you're ready to try turning that corner?" You ask as you approach the end of your current section.
Chrissy wobbles a bit still, but is much more comfortable than she was a few minutes ago. She nods in response, "Yeah. How do I do it?"
You smile at her confidence, "Just lean into your heels to turn right. Yeah, just like that."
Chrissy leans back as you instructed, rounding the corner perfectly. "I'm doing it!"
"Yeah, you are!" You praise, excited to see her making such good progress, "You know, you're a very quick learner, blondie."
"Maybe I just have a really good teacher." she smiles, pulling herself back into an upright position after completing the turn.
She stabilizes herself for a moment, until all of a sudden, the adjustment feels disorienting. She wobbles and looks to you for help as she feels herself starting to fall backwards. In order to salvage it, you pull lightly on her hands to pull her back upright. You clearly pull a little harder than you meant to, as the next thing you know, you're lying on the concrete with Chrissy splayed out on top of you.
You feel her shaking, and you immediately sit up to see if she's hurt or crying. "Shit, are you okay?" Relief washes over you to find out she's not crying, she's laughing uncontrollably. She nods against your shoulder, unable to get out any words. Her giggles are contagious, and you can't help but start to laugh yourself, the both of you looking absolutely insane together in the middle of the empty high school parking lot.
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m0nomercy · 4 months
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sapphics <33333333333333333333333
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zeldaoralya · 3 months
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okayy i'm little too much obsessed with the band uniform it's normal (yes????) (maybe not...)
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forsesam · 1 year
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I ended up spending a lot more time on this than I thought I would but it's okay because they deserve it <3
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steveshairychest · 1 year
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Eddie releases a single dedicated to Chrissy and anonymously donates half the money from it to Chrissy's family. He wishes he could do more, wishes he could bring back their daughter and take away their grief. He still sees her at night when he closes his eyes, hears the sound of her bones crunching and his own screams.
They know it's from him. He receives the cheque back in the mail a week later and he sobs on the kitchen floor of his ridiculously large house all night with the cheque sitting next to him. They'd written a very strong worded letter to go with the returned money, it was full of words he'd hadn't heard said about him for years.
They still think he did it.
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love-toxin · 18 days
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Thinkin abt scissoring w Chrissy. Our clits keep bumping against each other and she bites her lip and whines through her nose real high pitch and pretty. Grabbing onto her thigh and clinging just to keep from slipping off bc we’re both so wet ughnnughn
🎶🎵 she wears high heels i wear sneakers--
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(cws: tribbing/scissoring, forbidden love trope, cheating [but it's on jason so], dirty talk)
"Close, baby?"
Your voice is barely a whisper in the dark, but Chrissy's hand clamps over your lips regardless--she's so shy about being found out that she can hardly contain the shakiness of her fingers. She shushes you quietly, but still remedies the urge with a brush of her soft mouth against yours once she pulls her palm away.
Her skirt's totally messed up with a big, wet patch on the bottom, panties in a rolled up ball in your fist as you clench it against the carpet. She's always been a bit of a priss but she's extra antsy about doing this stuff in her own house. Her mom's a psycho bitch, that's for sure--and she wouldn't take well to the town's resident lesbo rubbing clits with her prestigious daughter.
This is all a rebellion for Chrissy, though. She hates that bitch just as much as you do. But she's still a good girl at heart, the kind of girl next door that does all her homework and finishes all her chores before she invites you through her window to teach her how to scissor...again. For someone who claims not to know how, still, after so many times you've done it together, she's gotten pretty damn good at it--especially for a girl who still insists she's straight.
"Almost there-" She gasps, stomach in a concave as she hunches forward in pleasure. Her inner thighs are soaked with clear slick, those ginger hairs that she trimmed so meticulously matted down and sticky. Chrissy brings up a hand that was bracing the floor and covers her mouth with it. She can't help getting whiny when she gets close to the end, she can barely manage not to scream when her orgasm hits her like a tractor trailer.
"Take what you need, sweets." You lean in and whisper to her, keeping your fingers dug into her thigh to stop her from sliding off. You barely have to move with her humping her hips like this--she's getting you off with that swollen little clit like she's been practicing just for you. With a beat of hesitation you capture her lips in a kiss. You can apologize for it later. Chrissy only kisses you to keep quiet, not for you to catch feelings for everyone's favourite cheerleader.
"Don't stop," She mumbles it into your mouth. Her command is clear as day, just as her hand is reaching down to nudge her firm clit to help her orgasm along. You wrench her hand away by the wrist and thrust your hips against her, completely engulfing her pussy with yours and effectively pinning her back to the carpet. Only a soundless moan rumbles out of her when you finally take control.
"Not gonna stop." Kiss. "Cum for me. Let me watch." Kiss. "Pretty thing."
Her eyes roll back in ecstasy. She's gone in a moment. Hips slapping, folds squelching and kissing in sloppy rhythm, your pussy making love to hers like her shitty boyfriend never could. You watch her fall over the deep end and you won't stop until she's done, until she's had enough to shed tears and she's pushing your hips away to take a breath and tremble in the afterglow.
Maybe she isn't a lesbian, maybe she isn't a good girl, and maybe she isn't yours--but there's no doubt in the way you look at her after that you're all hers, in body and in soul.
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mikeyxfreeman · 9 months
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content every now and then, here's wenclair:)
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and an unrelated wheelingham art
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mothofmyth · 3 days
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Robin Buckley singing Good Luck Babe by Chapell Roan as frontwoman of a band to try to woo her love interest of choice who is a victim of comphet. Could be Vickie. Could be Chrissie. Could be Nancy. Could be anyone.
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mojowitchcraft · 4 months
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THE RITUAL
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Sapphic Steddie Vampire tale by weird_witchcraft
Rated E | One Shot | 11k
Summary:
Edwina Munstone has been a Vampire Countess for nearly one hundred years. With the anniversary of her rebirth fast approaching she needs to complete the ritual that will keep her young and beautiful. It’s usually as simple as finding an unsuspecting virgin to drain and dump, and once Eddie catches the scent of Stephanie Eve Harrington she knows exactly who’s blood will make the perfect sacrifice.
🩸 READ ON AO3 🩸
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ghostlyfleur · 1 month
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♡ dating chrissy cunningham
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maxineholtzmann · 4 months
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just fall in love with me (this Christmas) - complete on ao3
Rating: M, Word Count: 7,102, Tags: Alternate Universe - Hallmark AU, Misunderstandings, Healthy Communication, Hawkins is a Christmas Town, Christmas Store Owner Chrissy Cunningham, Robin Buckley's Parents Are Dead, Mild Angst, Happy Ending, Christmas Parade, Background Steddie
Excerpt:
The sign over the door of the store read “Chrissy’s Christmas Collectibles” in red script, the trim around the storefront windows and door painted a dark green. In each window stood a beautifully decorated Christmas tree, covered in glass ornaments and lights that shone year-round. And above it, in her apartment, furiously cleaning before her best friend arrived to introduce her to his boyfriend, was Chrissy herself.
Chrissy, who couldn’t believe that she had had a one night stand with a gorgeous woman literally the night before she was supposed to host breakfast for Eddie and his boyfriend Steve and Steve’s best friend. Eddie had told Chrissy her name but she hadn’t written it down. It was something to do with a bird–maybe Lark? Chrissy had been so nervous about making a good impression that she’d gone to the local bar for one drink to calm her nerves. But then she met Robin and one drink had turned to several and one kiss had turned to several orgasms and here she was trying to figure out what she was supposed to do with a stranger’s underwear that she had found in her bed.
She looked at herself in the mirror, finally noticing the hickeys that covered her neck. She was going to need to bust out the big guns in terms of concealer if she wanted to cover those. The last thing she wanted to do was make herself the centre of attention. After all, Eddie had told her he wanted to propose to Steve this Christmas. Her job as his best friend was to make sure this proposal went off without a hitch.
She couldn’t think of anything more romantic than a Christmas engagement–Chrissy had always loved Christmas. It was one of the reasons she had moved to Hawkins a few years ago to open her all-year Christmas store. Hawkins was known for being the Christmas capital of Indiana with their famed parade and tree-lighting ceremony.
Chrissy continued to flit around her apartment, still feeling a bit guilty for not inviting Robin to stay for breakfast. She wasn’t usually the kind of person who kicked someone out the morning after–though she wasn’t usually the kind of person who brought someone she had just met home. But Robin had said she had to go meet someone too so she wasn’t going to dwell on it. She finished up her cleaning and worked on making herself presentable. Good thing she had prepped for breakfast the day before, she thought as she hopped in the shower.
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claudysummer · 3 months
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Hey, Edith /// Hey, Chrissy
Inspired by this
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zeldaoralya · 2 months
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robin buckley has two hands yes?
happy valentine's day 💓
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forsesam · 1 year
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pretty girls make me forget how to breathe and I think Robin can relate
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2jihiir0 · 9 months
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Happy Girlfriend Day !!! 🥰🌹💋✨
(Chrissy is on her tippy-toes)
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steveshairychest · 1 year
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I've never really seen Eddie and Chrissy's relationship as romantic, I didn't get that vibe at all from their interaction. (it's completely fine if you did!! Everyone interprets things differently!) I see it as an opportunity for Chrissy to have a friend outside of her usual circle, to have someone that she can be herself around and not have to worry about being made fun of.
Eddie is obviously very much always his loud and carefree self and that's so refreshing for Chrissy because she's part of a crowd that makes fun of her when she wants to do something other than get shitfaced drunk and put other people down. It's so easy for her to drop the act around Eddie, so easy to snort when she laughs and wear clothes that are from last season and geek out over movies she loves. She doesn't need to put on a mask to fit in with Eddie, he encourages her to come out of her shell. When he notices her retreating within herself, he'll give her an encouraging smile and tell her it's okay, he wants to hear what she has to say.
She still loves cheerleading, she still loves going shopping and getting dressed up for a party but she can now enjoy these things with someone that actually appreciates her as she is, he doesn't expect anything from her.
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