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judasofsuburbia · 9 months

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no because...chrissy cunningham who moves in with robin buckley and nancy wheeler sophomore year of college and learns quickly why it’s only a two bedroom dorm. chrissy who is confused but keeps her myriad of questions to herself. chrissy who watches nancy and robin’s gentle affection: soft kisses, hand holding, squeezing hips, hands through hair. chrissy who is happy for them but conflicted because she’s never seen two people love each other in the way that robin and nancy do.

chrissy who gets a little flustered when robin is making breakfast in a tank top and boy shorts. chrissy whose mind goes blank when she watches nancy apply lipstick in the entryway mirror. chrissy who never hears them, because they’re respectful and wait until she leaves the dorm, but comes home from the library early one night. chrissy who stands frozen at the front door, unsure of whether to make her presence known or not. chrissy who has never heard sex sound like that and is warm all over.

chrissy who suppresses it and tries to meet nice men on campus but their kisses and touches are wrong in a way she can't explain. chrissy who gets drunk at a frat party with nancy and admits she’s never had an orgasm. nancy who shares a knowing look with robin and says, “come knock on our door sometime when you’re not half a bottle of wine deep.”

chrissy who doesn’t stop thinking about that comment for weeks. chrissy who is turning down guys left and right. chrissy who is trying, trying, trying to make herself feel the way she hears them feel but can’t. chrissy who puts on a cute pajama set and hypes herself up in the mirror. chrissy who hears robin and nancy giggling behind their door as her fist hovers over the wood. chrissy who raps her knuckles faintly.

chrissy who watches as the door opens to robin’s grinning face and nancy waving her in on the bed behind. chrissy who ends up lounging on the bed as nancy and robin run their hands all over her. nancy whose lips taste like cherry lipgloss and robin whose lips taste like carmex. robin whose tongue is on her neck while nancy takes her pj set off. robin whose hands are more possessive while nancy's hands are more explorative. chrissy who can't think straight as both of their hands are her, someone inside and someone rubbing circles into her clit. chrissy who nods her head when robin asks if she's close. chrissy who gasps when nancy holds up a toy that vibrates against her. chrissy who moans brokenly into robin's mouth then gets tilted to tangle her tongue with nancy. chrissy who has never felt this good in her life. chrissy who spends the rest of the night learning robin and nancy's bodies. chrissy who can't stop smiling because she feels so seen, so appreciated, so loved. chrissy who falls asleep squished and tangled between them. chrissy cunningham who starts to think that maybe a one bedroom dorm is the move for next semester.

#oh so she listens to red wine supernova by chappell roan and has thoughts about ronance + chrissy throuple??? is that it??????#IS THAT IT #i wont start another wip i WONT #anyway #emily writes #chrissy cunningham #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #ronance #buckingham #wheelingham #ronance fics #buckwheelingham #chronance

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calzonekestis · 2 years

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#hellcheer #emily vancamp #grace van dien #sharon carter #chrissy cunningham #marvel #stranger things

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frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe · 1 year

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okok so i was listening to remains of the day and i could not stop thinking of corpsegroom!eddie and victor!steve from @undreaming-fanfiction's Corpse Groom AU

Aneta, ilysm!! i hope you don't mind me adding onto your au!!! 🫶

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Steve awoke slowly, blinking up at three (surprisingly) familiar faces.

His kids.

Okay, not actually his kids, but the ones he took care of not that long ago. They had the same sort of blue tinge to their skin as Eddie did, but it was still them.

Wait...Eddie!

Steve sat up, way too fast, causing his head to spin.

“Whoa, slow down Steve.”

“Dustin? Dustin, what’s happening? You died! Years ago!” Steve frantically looks over the round faced boy, looking for any indication that this really wasn’t Dustin, but nope. He still looks exactly the same from the top of his curly-haired head right down to his feet.

“Yeah, I did. It’s not that big of a deal.” Dustin waves his hand nonchalantly and sits back on his heels from where he’d been kneeling over Steve.

“Not that–Dusty, buddy, I was crushed when you died. When all three of you did.” Steve looks at the other two, a red-headed young girl named Max, and the tall, lanky, and kind, Will. “I couldn’t believe you were all gone..”

“Well, it’s not like we meant to.” Max gripes at him, sitting cross-legged on the stone floor of…wherever this is.

She’s right, of course, the sickness that had shot through the kids of their small town had taken many under its cloak, but luckily only scurried away to the afterlife with a handful. Steve had found out half of his beloved group of kids (friends?) he’d watch over passed when he and his parents returned from holiday. Having skipped over the short-lived plague by happenstance.

He would’ve taken any of their places in a heartbeat.

“O-of course,” Steve stutters out, “I didn’t..”

“It’s okay Steve, we know you didn’t mean anything by it.” Will pats his leg and stands up, offers Steve a hand. “But the real question is, why did Eddie drag you down here.”

Steve lets Will pull him up, and he’s surprisingly strong, maybe it’s a symptom of being dead. Undead? Do you get stronger when you un-die?

“Eddie…Eddie! Where’s Eddie?” Steve looks around for the boy–nope, not really ‘boy’ any longer. The corpse that clawed itself out from under that tree definitely looked older than when Steve first knew him all those years ago.

Looking around the place, he meets the curious eyes and empty eye sockets of the other souls of this world. All those whose skin hadn’t quite gone had the same blue tinge as Eddie and the kids, and some still bore the marks of the events that’d taken them here. To this pub.

Is the afterlife only a run-down looking pub?

Dustin interrupts his scanning of the bar’s patrons. “We really need to play catch-up here, how do you know Eddie?”

“We–I–how do you know Eddie?” Steve retorts.

Max rolls her eyes. “Met him down here, of course.”

“He took us under his wing, helped us adjust…kept us out of too much trouble.” Will smiles.

“So, back to the original question, how do you know him? Dustin asks again.

Steve lets out a long breath. “I knew him when I was young. Younger than you lot. He taught me to play piano.” Steve smiles at the memories of Eddie humming and singing along to whatever tune Steve’d make up. “He was a very good friend to me, until I just…stopped seeing him around. Whatever happened to him?”

Dustin winces minutely. “It’s kind of a long story..”

“And what a story it is!” A booming voice calls out from behind them.

Steve whips around, finally laying eyes on Eddie again. His arms are held wide as he’d come through the doorway to the bar, but the dirty, rumpled suit he wore and his full head of curls, now filled with debris, did nothing to staunch the glow coming off him.

He’s so beautiful… and apparently just as much of a showman he’d been when Steve had known him, a fact that made him smile.

“It's a tragic tale of romance, passion, and a murder most foul.” Eddie continues, his low story-teller’s voice cutting through the background noise of the bar as he stalks toward them.

Max elbows Steve in the ribs and says, “This is gonna be good.” at the same time Steve catches Dustin grumbling, “..please don’t.”

Steve gulps. “Did he say ‘murder’?”

Max nods enthusiastically, obviously having heard this story before, while Dustin and Will grimace and nod unenthusiastically, also obviously having heard this story before.

“You all know how this begins, with little ol’ Eddie being cordoned off to his own side of town after getting caught befriending a Harrington.” Eddie begins his tale, speaking to and winding through the tables of patrons. “Can’t have us low-lifes on the ritzy side of Hawkins now, can we?”

Ouch. That stung a little.

“Life moved on, Eddie grew into a dashing young man,” Eddie stands straight and flashes a charming smile over the bar, one hand comes up to his chest and the other flings half of his dark mane over his shoulder. “Dashing enough to even make a deal with a more well-off family perhaps?

“A deal was bartered with the Cunninghams, to wed their only daughter to the once-distinguished Munson family.”

Steve knew of the Cunninghams, their only daughter was shipped off years ago to be wedded to the Carver’s first-born son in the next town over. He’d never heard that she’d once been thought of for marriage to Eddie, though he had been forbidden from knowing anything of the long-haired boy he’d met after his father had found out.

“But alas, the lone Munson heir was not one to choose the company of ladies, as lovely as Christine was and likely still is. She was his best friend, and he would not put her through a loveless marriage. Especially not when he had a love of his own.

“SO!” Eddie jumps up onto a rickety-looking chair with the exclamation, “He did what he thought best and he planned to run away.” he steps up further, onto the small wooden table, much to the apparent excitement of the skeleton seated there. “He took what remained of his family’s money, leftover dowry from his mother’s marriage to his father, and fled.

“That was the plan,” Eddie continues, plodding across the closely placed tables as he went. “Take the money and run, elope with his beloved; they’d already picked a meeting place, so he asked Chrissy to send word to his lover to meet that night, in the graveyard by the old oak tree.”

Oh no. That’s where he first found Eddie.

The crowd reacted together in a combined wail of “Don’t go!” as if rehearsed, all of them hanging on his word.

“I must!” Eddie replied, as if this was a play and not the tale of his own murder. “My darling dear will wait for me and we will flee to my only remaining family!”

“No!” the patrons yell again.

“Yes! We will go to Uncle Wayne, we’ll elope, start anew…we’ll get to be together.” Steve’s chest starts to constrict hearing the story-telling tone leaving Eddie’s voice. This was real. This is what he’d actually thought back then, back when he was alive, still full of hope.

“Oh no..” comes Will’s whispered voice beside Steve.

There’s a single beat of silence where Eddie seems to collect himself at the same time the crowd waits on baited breath (at least they would be if they had any) for him to continue, knowing what happens next.

Eddie jumps from the table he’d been atop to the nearby stage, spins around, and starts again, voice fully back in story-mode, and many-times-repeated words spill from his mouth.

“So there I was, next to the graveyard by the old oak tree, on a dark foggy night at a quarter to three. Ready to go! But where was he?”

Another round of call-and-answer picked up across the dingy bar, the entire place calling out, “And then?”

“I waited…”

“And then?”

“There!” Eddie points off to the side of the stage, “In the shadows, was it him?!”

“And then?”

“My poor little heart beat sooo loud….” Eddie clasped both hands over his un-beating heart.

“And then?!”

Eddie’s chest was heaving.

Steve took a step forward on instinct, not knowing if the panic on Eddie’s face was just for show.

“And then…everything went black.” The crowd gasps at once, all still seeming to be horrified by the turn of events no matter how many times Eddie may’ve told this tale.

Eddie starts speaking again, gaze far away, back in time. “When I opened my eyes, I was dead as dust. The meager amount I had on me, gone, along with the sound of my heartbeat.”

He starts back across the tables toward their little group, voice gaining confidence again as he recites his story. “So I made a vow, lying under that tree, that I’d wait for my true love to come set me free. So long I’ve been waiting for someone to ask for my hand,” He quick-steps down to the floor from a chair so generously pulled out for him by a kind looking woman more skin-and-bone than flesh.

“Then out of the blue comes this beautiful young man,” Eddie’s directly in front of Steve now, and reaches for his hands. Steve lets him take them, takes in the man in front of him, every last detail he can.

He’s just as beautiful as Steve remembers, even through the lens of crushing on someone much older than you; his hair was just as wild, his eyes as fiery, his hands much colder than the ones that used to guide his fingers along piano keys, but just as soft, just as sure.

What had not been there before was the dark purple, crumpled looking gash on his forehead, just under his hairline. The sight of which had pure rage boiling in Steve’s gut at whoever decided it was his place to take such a soul from the world.

“He who vowed forever, to stay by my side.” Eddie all but whispers.

Steve looks down at their hands and his heart squeezes in his chest at the sight of his ring on Eddie’s finger. He looks up with a smile, squeezing Eddie’s fingers in his and suddenly, the panic is back on Eddie’s face. For a fraction of a second, then replaced by one fully-cocksure.

Steve’s hands are suddenly empty, Eddie spinning around to the crowd, “That’s my story. The story of your resident corpse groom!”

Eddie flings his arms wide, like he had when he first returned to the bar, and gives the raucous crowd a low bow.

The muted claps of the corpses’ skin on skin, and the rattling ones of the skeletons around him are drowned out as Steve steps forward to place a hand on Eddie’s shoulder.

“Eddie, I–”

“No worries Stevie, I’ll get you back up to the surface again, no sweat.” Eddie takes a step backward, then another, his face under the grin falling sharply, “I gotta go find Elder Gutknecht, he’ll know how to get you back, no ties still tethered here.” then he turns and all but runs from the room.

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ahhh!!! i couldnt get the idea of eddie, the story-teller he is, being the one telling his own story in remains of the day 🥺

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #st #st ficlet #st au #corpse bride #corpse bride au #dutin henderson #max mayfield #will byers #chrissy cunningham #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steveddie #emily corpse bride #victor van dort #emily x victor #noelle writes

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frootlooppoptarts · 10 months

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-Sorry, who are you? I'm Laura Cunningham. -Aren't you dead? ....no?

#flptgifs #class of 07 #class of '07 #class of 07 spoilers #class of '07 spoilers #forgettable laura #laura cunningham #saskia van der beek #zoe miller #rose flanagan #caitlin stasey #emily browning #class of 07 s1 e3 #justice for forgettable laura

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cigarettesaftersmut · 1 year

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possessed cheerleader

lesbian in band

and the badass “good girl”

#stranger things #fear street #sam fraser #chrissy cunningham #deena johnson #robin buckley #cindy berman #nancy wheeler #natalia dyer #maya hawke #grace van dien #kiana madeira #olivia scott welch #emily rudd

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marie-swriting · 6 months

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Need More Fanfics ? Part.2

Marvel

Killer (Kate Bishop x reader) by @upat4amwiththemoon

Clint's Stray (Kate Bishop x reader) by @maximoffsmuse

Never Let Go (Kate Bishop x reader) by @lightupthemoon

Unpacking (Carol Danvers x reader) by @yelenasdiary

Care Bear (Carol Danvers x reader) by @captains-simp

Home For Christmas (Bucky Barnes x reader) by @onceuponastory

In Every Lifetime (Bucky Barnes x reader) by @wkemeup

Bi (Bucky Barnes x daughter!reader) by @alyswritings

Criminal Minds

Starry Night (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @criminalmindswhore

Secret Santa (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @max-the-d0g

I Guess Sometimes We All Get Just What We Wanted (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @bi-bard

Showing The Bird (Spencer Reid x daughter!reader) by @letarasstuff

Sneaking Out (Derek Morgan x daughter!reader) by @rachaelswrites

Top Gun

My Heart Will Go On (Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x reader), Titanic AU by @averagewriter-inthedark (⚠️TW : deaths and light smut, Minors do not interact as the author wishes!)

Driving Home From Christmas (Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x reader) by @callsign-phoenix

Outer Banks

Thunder = Luke (JJ Maybanks x sister!reader) by @alyswritings (⚠️TW : mention of abuse)

Supernatural

Those Christmas Lights (Light Up The Street) (Dean Winchester x child!reader) by @yourmomxx

I'll Always Cath You (Dean Winchester x sister!reader) by @winchesters-favorite-girl

Stranger Things

Fall For You (Chrissy Cunningham x reader) by @tommiruewrites

Say You Want Me Too (Robin Buckley x reader) by @sparklingsin

Come Into The Water (Robin Buckley x reader) by deactivated account

Bridgerton

Angel In The Sky (Benedict Bridgerton x reader) by @inkedobsidian

Enchantment (Benedict Bridgerton x reader) by deactivated account

#masterpieces by other creators #criminal minds oneshot #emily prentiss x reader #top gun one shot #bradley bradshaw x reader #marvel one shot #kate bishop x reader #outer banks one shot #jj maybank x reader #bucky barnes x reader #supernatural one shot #dean winchester x reader #spencer reid x reader #stranger things one shot #chrissy cunningham x reader #robin buckley x reader #bridgerton one shot #benedict bridgerton x reader #derek morgan x reader

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bookofmac · 1 year

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I FOUND THEIR FULL NAMES (mostly)

Okay so I rewatched the first episode and bc it's a reunion everyone has 'my name is __' stickers, the only people who aren't wearing them are Tegan and Megan, though I might just have missed them, Anyway, the canon names are

Zoe Miller

Saskia Van Der Beek

Ameila Collins (UPDATE: I previously had this as 'Chapman as that is what her husband was listed as on her phone, this could actually be her name now as she didnt tell anyone she got married to him before the reunion)

Teresa Almas (nee Al'Amis)

Cassandra 'Sandy' Cooper-Reid

Genevieve Tuke

Pheobe Stewart

Renee Williams

And Of Course-

Laura Cunningham

UPDATE

via Chi Nguyen's twitter

Megan Vu

UPDATE 2 - also via Chi Nguyen's twitter

Tegan Florres

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ibujous · 20 days

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happy birthday billy hargrove! (ft my sims avatars i made of billy, chrissy and charlie)

#stranger things #billy hargrove #chrissy cunningham #charlie emily #vrchat

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queerpumpkinnn · 9 months

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Queerpumpkinnn's Sapphic September is coming soon!

Throughout the entire month of September I'm going to be doing some writing for female characters x fem! or gn! reader. While I do love reading and writing for male characters I really don't think there's enough sapphic fanfiction in the world so we're gonna fix that.

The event technically begins September 1st BUT I would love to get some ideas ready now so that I can have stuff to publish from the get-go!

Guidelines: Female characters, that's kind of the whole point. Reader has to be fem! or gn! but that's kind of in my general rules for requesting anyways. It can be smut or fluff, any genre, a poly group, as long as it doesn't violate any of my writing boundaries.

(Female) characters I write for:

Stranger Things: Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham

Marvel: Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff

Criminal Minds: Emily Prentiss

Grishaverse: Inej Ghafa, Nina Zenik, Alina Starkov, Genya Safin

The Vampire Diaries: Katherine Pierce, Lexi Branson

Misc: Fallon Carrington

Keep in mind that as much as I want to fulfill everyone's requests and write as much as I can, I am not obligated to fulfill every request sent in even if it is within my guidelines nor am I required to write full length fics for every single request. Thank you for understanding.

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emily-mooon · 6 months

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Barb x Chrissy is probably my personal favourite rare pair in ST like they both are dead and yeah they have never had a conversation before but I do not care they are super cute and they both deserve to find love in the afterlife and why not with each other.

#this post was brought to you by the aftermath of Emily reading a fanfic series about them falling in love in the afterlife #also they need a clever ship name like I’m sorry but I need something short to quickly tag them #bookcheer? ghostcheer? idk but I do like them both #stranger things #barb holland #barbra holland #chrissy cunningham #bookcheer #ghostcheer #chrissy x barb #barb x chrissy

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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ddejavvu’s multiverse monday

today is multiverse monday! send me requests containing any au you can think of, be it hybrid au, rockstar au, camboy au, professor au, or more. requests are open for any of the fandoms that i write for, so request away!

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judasofsuburbia · 1 year

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"Will? His name's Will right?"

"That's what Henry said."

"Uh, Will? C'mon kid, wake up."

Will's eyes open slowly and fuck, he's back. He's in the Upside Down. There are two figures standing in front of him, menacing in their shadows. He doesn't even let the light of the repeating red lightning reveal them to him. He screams, immediately wraps his limbs around himself, hides his face, and rocks back and forth.

"This can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be happening," Will chants, muffled by his legs.

"Hey...it's okay, kid," A man's voice says.

"You're gonna be alright," A woman's voice says.

He's never heard their voices before. They're not the warped, dark voices that he heard when El was projecting in the Surfer's Boy Pizza freezer. But he doesn't want to look. He can't. Because then it's all real.

"God, he looks just like the sheep," The man's voice says.

"Sheep?" The woman's voice says.

"What I called the Hellfire freshies."

"Oh," The woman giggles. "Cute."

The man laughs. "I think so. And I'm like their shepard, you know?"

Hellfire? No, don't raise your head, Will. Vecna knows everything about you, he'll pull from whatever he can to get you to look. You're going to lift your head and the shadows are going insert themselves into your body and suck the life out of you. You'll be another puppet in his game.

A clawed hand touches his arm and Will gasps, lifting his head and continuing to scream. "Don't touch me!"

"Shit, sorry," The man says.

Will's curiosity gets the better of him. He looks.

The man, creature (?), is dressed in a black bandana, a shirt with D&D symbols on it, jeans, a green puffer vest, and a leather jacket. He has long, brown curly hair and all black eyes. The man smiles at him and all Will sees is fangs. Will screams again, hiding and cowering further.

"You're scaring him," The woman chides.

"Oh, like a blind cheerleader is going to be more comforting?"

"Hey! Henry said the eyes will look normal soon," The woman whines.

"Right, like mine?" The man laughs darkly.

"Will?" The woman tries. "I'm...I'm Chrissy Cunningham. I'm a cheerleader at Hawkins High--"

The man laughs and Will hears her smack him. Chrissy...

Chrissy...why is that name familiar?

"I was a cheerleader. Eddie, here, also went to Hawkins High. We know your friends. Well, Eddie knows them better than me."

Eddie...his friends' Eddie? Hellfire. That's the club they joined. This is their DM. Chrissy is the cheerleader who died.

Will is shaking and trembling as his head lifts again. He gets a good look at the woman now. She is in a cheerleader uniform, her body bruised and a little crooked. Strawberry blonde hair tied up in a high ponytail. Her eyes are just pale orbs like someone wiped away her pupils and irises away. She smiles at him and it sends a chill down his spine. They're both...almost human. Uncanny valley type. Definitely puppets of Vecna.

"W-what do you want with me?" Will's voice shakes. Tears stream down his face and he wishes he were braver. He wishes he could stand and scream "Go away!" He wishes he were back up top.

"We're not gonna hurt you," Eddie says. He crouches down to Will's level and Will scoots back but is met with a wall of slimey vines. He winces and hurriedly wipes the muck onto his clothes. Eddie takes the bandana off his head and hands it to him. Will takes it hesitantly. Eddie and Chrissy both light up at him accepting it so Will defiantly throws the bandana to the ground.

"We've been waiting for you, Will," Chrissy says, crouching next to Eddie. "We've all been waiting for you."

"Waiting for me?" Will whispers.

Eddie smiles again, long fangs glistening in the limited light. "You're gonna save us, Will. You're gonna save us all."

#emily writes #will byers #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #stranger things #will byers fics #will byers ficlet #IDK IF THIS IS ANYTHING BUT ITS BEEN BOUNCING AROUND MY HEAD FOR TWO DAYS I HAD TO PUT IT DOWN

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calzonekestis · 2 years

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I will forever be angry about the way Marvel fandom treated Emily Van Camp just because they wanted two conventionally attractive white dudes to kiss - and I hate that I’ve been Online long enough to see history repeat itself with Stranger Things and Grace Van Dien.

Ship what you want. Stay in your lane and don’t be heinous to people who are just doing their job/like a different thing than you.

I’m all for representation and queer characters. I’m bi myself. Your ship isn’t “better” just because it’s m|m, and your bullying and harassment is vile and not the Noble Crusade you think it is.

Don’t make me tap the sign.

Tho tbh I seriously question how many of these bad apples are actually members of the community, and how many are actually that Certain Type of straight fan who fetishize gay men. And I know, I know... God knows straight men are gross about fetishizing w|w too. But you know what I mean. The infantilism. Uwu soft gays. It’s all just. Gross. Offensive.

Don’t be gross. Don’t be a bully.

#grace van dien #chrissy cunningham #emily vancamp #sharon carter #stranger things #marvel

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frootlooppoptarts · 1 year

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Honestly, if I don't see you again for another 10 years, it's fucking fine by me.

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gonegrove · 2 years

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I know it’s very bias of me to make as many ppl as possible really like the Labyrinth (1986)

But Chrissy loves it and Eddie loves it and Jodi loves it and Billy doesn’t hate it and Emily loves it and Stacy loves it

#train.txt #billy hargrove #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #emily king #stacy king #jodi pierce

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marie-swriting · 2 years

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Need More Fanfics ?

Stranger Things

Lesbian Coming Out (Steve Harrington x sister!reader) by @alyswritings

Doodles And Dates (Eddie Munson x reader) by @loveronlineee

You Made Me Hate This City (Eddie Munson x reader) by @marvelsswansong

What If (Eddie Munson x reader) by @silent-stories

Girls Like Girls (Chrissy Cunningham x reader) by @hellfirebabes

Makeover (Chrissy Cunningham x reader) by deactivated tumblr account

Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me (Chrissy Cunningham x reader) by @dr-aculaaa

I Think I Hate Everyone In The World But You... (Chrissy Cunningham x reader) by @chrissycunninhamsgf

Things We Won't Do (Robin Buckley x reader) by @ktelova

You're The Only Girl I Got On My List (Robin Buckley x reader) by @magicaloneandmystery

My Girl, My Girl, My Girl (Robin Buckley x reader) by @southelroydrive

Marvel

Creepy man (TASM!Peter Parker x reader) by @mareagirls ⚠️TW : stalking, following

Kiss Me Like You Wanna Be Loved (Kate Bishop x reader) by @lightupthemoon

The Archer (Kate Bishop x reader) by @waitimcomingtoo

Lazy Days With You (Carol Danvers x reader) by @ghostofskywalker

Three Little Adventurers (Marc Spector x sister!reader) by @writers-blogck

Late Night Talking (Steve Rogers x reader) [serie masterlist] by @rogersideup ⚠️Minors do not interact as the author wishes

Lily (Steve Rogers x reader) by @the-bau-quinjet

Solace (Yelena Belova x reader) by @natashas-soul ⚠️ TW : body image issues/Minors and men do not interact as the author wishes

Scary (Sam Wilson x reader) by @fangirlovestuff

Too Much Loss | Not Again (TASM!Peter Parker x sister!reader) by @justabigassnerd

The Story of Nana and Pops (Bucky Barnes x Black!reader) by @asongofmarvelanddc ⚠️TW : racism, segregation, use of the n-word, implicit mention of attempted rape and lynching.

Graveyard | Sacrifice (Bucky Barnes x reader) by @wkemeup

Love is Lost On you (Bucky Barnes x reader) by @kaznejis

Your Still My Kid (Clint Barton x daughter!reader) by @justabigassnerd

Supernatural

If I Could Be Just A Dad (Dean Winchester x daughter!reader) by @winchesters-favorite-girl

Strong Enough (Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester x sister!reader) by @marvelfanfn2187a113

It's Only Temporary (Crowley x platonic!reader) by @book-place

Up In Flames (Sam Winchester x daughter!reader) by @winchesters-favorite-girl

Bridgerton

Read It All About It (Benedict Bridgerton x reader) by @redheadspark

Portrait (Benedict Bridgerton x reader) by @redheadspark

Brother Knows Best (Anthony Bridgerton x sister!reader) by @anthonysharmaa

Duel (Anthony Bridgerton x daughter!reader) by @alyswritings

Criminal Minds

Watching The Sunset (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @babymango-writes

With You, I Dare (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @temilyrights

Home (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @imagining-in-the-margins

Come Back... Be Here (Emily Prentiss x reader) by @imaginesfordifferentfandoms

Can I Stay With You ? (Spencer Reid x daughter!reader) by @letarasstuff

Lockdown (Spencer Reid x daughter!reader) by @alyswritings ⚠️ TW : School shooting

I'm Many Things (Spencer Reid x sister!reader) by @dreadpoetssociety ⚠️ TW : mention of sexual harassment

Deep (Spencer Reid x reader) by @thefictionalnerdy [French version]

Unsteady (Derek Morgan x reader) by @ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused

Hostage (Luke Alvez x reader) by @thelukesalvez ⚠️ TW : hostage situation

Holding Me Close (Penelope Garcia x reader) by @supercriminalbean

Peanut (Elle Greenaway x reader) by @neuroprincess

Outer Banks

School Fight (JJ Maybank x daughter!reader) by @alyswritings

Top Gun

Pieces (Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x reader) by @topguncortez

Out Of The Closet (Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x Mitchell!reader) by @a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all

Sign Language (Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x deaf!reader) by @callsign-phoenix

Boyfriend (Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x reader) by @callsign-phoenix

Daylight (Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x Maverick!reader) by @rose-pearls

The Longer That You Stay, The Ice Is Melting (Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader) by deactivated tumblr account

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