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hellcheer-heaven · 13 days

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Morning Glory - (NSFW)

Summary: Chrissy has recently moved into the Munson trailer. Eddie unfortunately wakes up with morning wood, so he heads to the bathroom to take care of it. Chrissy has a couple of ideas to help him with his dilemma.

Early morning wood wasn’t an unusual phenomenon for Eddie. A quick masturbation session took care of it and then he was good for the rest of the day. However that matter was going to change once Chrissy came into his life. Ever since she moved into the trailer, he felt that it was inappropriate to wake up beside her like this. His two choices were a cold shower or finish in the bathroom.

In the very early hours on a cool spring morning, Chrissy had turned over and felt the absence of his warm body. She could hear moaning from the bathroom, she was curious so she decided to investigate. The darkness of the trailer shielded her from Eddie’s eyes. Well then again his eyes were tightly shut as he jerked his cock within his tattooed hand. The door was left open just a crack, giving her a chance to witness the glorious sight of him masturbating. This felt so illegal to just stare, her own private show with Eddie as the star. Her pussy throbbed, moistening her panties as she kept her mouth covered. Her body heat rising at the sight and sounds of the most beautiful man fucking his closed fist.

He called her name multiple times, describing exactly what he needed, “Spread those legs. Oh fuck, play with your pussy you dirty slut. Suck my fucking cock… oh good girl, my good girl.”

Chrissy’s jaw dropped, a silent exhale escaping as she rubbed herself against the wall. Those words of his, no matter how crude, never failed to make her wet.

She couldn’t simply wait, she had to speak, “Eddie.”

His heart dropped, blood running cold despite the hotness emitting from his skin. Shit, he was so fucked! How was he going to explain himself? Well the moment Chrissy gently opened the door and turned on the light, no explanation was needed. Her cheeks were bright pink, dark pupils dilated, and her shiny essence coated upon her fingers.

Their bodies faced each other, her icy blue eyes shined under the dull bathroom light. She wore one of his band shirts, one that was clearly too big for her. She stepped forward and reached out to him, her slick covered hand making good use of his hardened cock. Eddie was at a loss for words, what felt like a nightmare turned into an amazing dream. This was clearly no dream, the way she groped and fondled him clearly indicated that this was really happening; and he loved it.

“Why are you hiding in the bathroom, Eddie?” she sweetly whispered.

“Oh fuck… ooh babe…”. Her grip began to loosen, that’s when Eddie found his words, “I- I- I got hard and I didn’t want to freak you out- oh shit!”

She offered him a tiny smirk as she gave him a good tug, her voice lovable, “You’re so considerate. Always thinking about me and my safety. Such a good boyfriend.”

His heart slammed against his ribcage, “Thank you babe, oh just like that.”

She leaned forward and pecked his neck, “You have a beautiful cock, Eddie.” Her free hand spider crawled down his back, giving his rear a playful squeeze, her voice a gentle whisper in his ear, “Baby.”

This felt too good to be true, as if he was experiencing something from one of his dirty movies. Jeans around his ankles, being handled by his lover, and getting praised. This was definitely going to awaken a thing or two in him, right now he was focused on trying not to cum too fast.

“Chrissy, Chrissy, oh fu-”

Her sweet little giggle seemed so cruel, “What’s wrong Eddie? Come on, you can tell me.”

He bit down on his lower lip, “Cum… gotta cum Chri-”

Despite the soft volume, her tone was firm, “No. You don’t get to cum yet.”

Eddie felt his legs start to shake, “Please Chrissy-”

She kissed his ear, her hand began to slow down, “I said ‘No.’ You have to wait. Good boys wait, Eddie.” Sapphire stared deeply into smokey topaz, "You will be a good boy for me, won’t you?”

His eyebrows scrunched up, a tiny smile emerging through, “Y-Yes…”

Her hand started to loosen up, “Hmm? What was that? I didn’t hear you.”

Eddie loudly declared, “Yes!” She quickly covered his mouth, he then responded breathlessly, “Yes, I will be a good boy for you, Chrissy.”

Her princess pink lips pecked his trembling mouth, “Thatta boy.”

She held him once more, leading her beloved by his cock back into their room. Eddie had no choice but to follow, trying to remember how to breathe. His body was on fire, the flames growing with each passing moment. He adored the way Chrissy could be so kind and so demanding. Even when she barely had to speak up, he was more than ready to listen to her. To serve her, kneel before her, and do exactly as she commanded. Wow, he was really enjoying himself, perhaps much more than she realized.

“Now, take off your clothes and lay down.”

The cold air felt so pleasant upon his burning flesh, goosebumps forming from top to bottom. He was lovely, tall and slim, his chest and arms beautifully inked. The newest addition of his collection that adorned his left bicep depicted a snake slithering through a human skull. Eddie had wondered if perhaps he needed another tattoo. One that not only matched his dark and brooding aesthetic, but one that precisely indicated his undying love for her. Another time of course, right now all he had to do was present himself.

The accompanying bedside lamp made Chrissy shine, a Goddess walking towards a mortal man. She stood there, hungry eyes drinking in the gorgeous sight of him. He was rock hard, veiny shaft pulsating and twitching slightly. Nipples deliciously jutting out from his soft breasts. Red watercolor flush painted upon his pale flesh. A single finger very gently circled the very top of his bulging head. She was careful with him, tracing the shape and circumference of the tip. Soon allowing all of her fingers to gingerly caress him.

Eddie grabbed the sheets like his life depended on it, “O-Oh… oh my god.”

Chrissy gazed at him with love in her sparkling eyes, her other hand offering his length a playful squeeze. She couldn’t prevent her little giggles from coming out. He looked so sweet, hips attempting to follow her, watching her jerk him so very, very slowly.

“You’re so cute when you’re whiny,” she mentioned. “You’re just a big baby, aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” he cooed.

She bent down and gave the top a tiny kiss. This soon led to longer smooches and kitten licking. He shut his eyes, trying his best to focus on his breathing instead of the bubblegum pink lips and wet tongue teasing him with seemingly no end in sight.

“Eyes on me, Edward.”

Eddie watched as Chrissy let a glob of saliva land upon him, waiting for it to slide down before licking it off. Her slithering tongue was like a paintbrush, creating all manner of precise strokes with dexterity and delicacy. Very carefully swallowing him as far as her mouth could allow. This was heaven for Eddie, delicious and moist heaven. His lover taking the most vulnerable part of his physical being and offering him the kind of pleasure he had only ever fantasized about. Yet despite the tantalizing nature of Chrissy’s talent, hell was not getting the chance to blow his load down her throat. Still, being ordered by her to not cum was quite thrilling.

Beads of sweat cascaded down his face, hot air continually pumping out of his lungs. Air suddenly escaped him the moment she went down just a little more. Sucking in her cheeks and humming a little tune as she moved her head. He felt so snug in her throat, the squeezing sensation felt oddly satisfying to her. Eyes locked together once more, he looked divine, skin gleaming a hotter shade of red that continued to spread along his torso and shoulders. Eddie’s mind would forever imprint this very special and very sleazy moment.

He was desperate, he wasn't going to last, “Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!”

Chrissy rested her hands upon his warm thighs, easing herself off of him. Wiping the drool and pre-cum from her newly freed mouth. She sat beside him, crossing her legs and tossing her hair to the side. She appeared so casual as if she didn’t just blow him from here to almost kingdom come.

She cradled his face, presenting a playfully mean smirk, “Poor, sweet Eddie. You’re a total mess. That must have been so hard for you.”

“Chrissy-”

“Shh, shh. You’re doing so good, Eddie. I know you wanna cum, just hold on a little longer.” Her lower lip quivered, her expression and voice oozed sweetness and sympathy, “You can do that can’t you, baby? Hmm?”

He blinked his teary eyes, “Uh-huh.”

She wiped the little trails and kissed his forehead, “I know, I know. You can do it, Eddie. You’re almost there.”

She was telling the truth, he knew that she was right. He believed her with all of his heart and he would wait, even if it took all morning. Things became all the more enticing when she removed her underwear and brought it close to his face. The soft, frilly material looked oh so good and wonderfully slick.

“Do you want a taste?” Chrissy gently prompted. “Go ahead, you deserve it.”

Eddie stuck his tongue out and savored the intoxicating delicacy that is Chrissy Cunningham. He may not have the most expensive palate, but he would gladly trade all the food in the world just to have a taste of her. Underwear or straight from the source, he didn’t care, he was glad to oblige. Chrissy nibbled her bottom lip as she watched that tongue of his clean the garment.

She cutely cooed, “Aww, look at you. You love the taste of my pussy don’t you, Eddie?” Her other hand scratched his scalp, “You’re such a slut.”

He whimpered when she threw her panties to some unknown corner, “I want more.” Her brow arched up harshly, she didn’t need to say a single word. Eddie gulped, “I- I’m sorry. Can I have more please?”

Her smile returned, “Good boy, Eddie.”

She positioned herself above his hips, pushing up the giant shirt to reveal her lovely body. Her curly covered apex sat mere inches above his dick. Pudgy labia so warm upon her fingers as she explored herself. Carefully sliding a couple of fingers into her wet apex, so close to the weeping tip.

“Oh my god,” Eddie groaned, having to restrain himself from grabbing her by the hips.

Her other hand carefully circled her clitoris, her voice so soft and breathy, “You like that? Watching me touch myself?”

“Y-Yes,” he huffed.

Chrissy chuckled, her fingers cycling her inner walls, “I heard you say those naughty things about me. ‘Spread those legs. Play with your pussy you dirty slut. Suck my fucking cock.’ You’re a dirty slut. Go on. Say it.”

His mind was losing focus, all he could hear was her voice, answering her like the mindless sex servant that he was, “I’m a dirty slut.”

“Louder,” she ordered, stroking his cock with her juices.

“I’m a dirty slut!” Eddie wailed.

His jaw slammed shut when he heard an angry fist pounding at his bedroom door. He knew the gruffness of his uncle’s voice anywhere.

“Boy! It’s three in the morning!

Chrissy pushed herself down on his cock. Smiling devilishly as she quickly covered his mouth. Wagging her finger and quietly tutting her tongue. Smugly looking over at the locked door and enjoying the madness of this moment.

Wayne continued, “What are you yelling about?”

Chrissy moved her hand aside and whispered, “Tell him you’re sorry.”

“Nothing. I’m sorry uncle Wayne. I- I- I had a bad dream,” he attempted to answer back as regularly as he could.

She tightened up around him, gyrating her hips in slow circles. Hypnotizing him with her cunt and with her breasts as she squeezed them.

“Jesus Christ, you scream like someone died in front of you. Just get back to sleep, Eddie. Goodnight.” Wayne grumbled.

Eddie nodded, shaking his head when he remembered that he couldn’t be seen, “O-Okay. G-Goodnight.”

His uncle returned to his room, and so they waited for a few minutes. Chrissy continued her erotic method of torture, relishing the pleasurable and painful expressions on his face.

She relaxed her body and shimmied her lower half, “That was a close one. Now…” She roughly grabbed his wrists and held them down, “…hold on tight big boy.”

Chrissy was merciless as she humped and bounced on top of him. He felt amazing, better than amazing! He fit perfectly within her pulsating center, filling and emptying herself to such delight. Squeezing and suffocating his member with such intensity and ecstasy. Despite his lack of working brain cells, Eddie couldn’t help but wonder if he already died and this was going to be his final resting place; if that was the case he had no complaints. His fingers dug into his palms, eyes focusing on the ravishing woman taking him. She could see the love in those chocolate button eyes. He wanted to singhis praises and adoration of her, butthe most he could do was groan and say her name.. As wild as Eddie Munson could be, he was tameable. All it took was the right person to do it.

Chrissy was beginning to find it challenging to say what she wanted to as well, centering her thoughts on herself and him. Their hips did not falter, the rhythmic motion of her seeping flower kept his engorged vine under wraps. The sky looking down at the earth, pastel pink crashing down to intertwine with rose pink. The heat from their skin rising, the bed springs danced and sang a song of squeaks and creaks. Her nails pinched his skin, driving his form deeper into the old mattress, breaking the kiss for a moment to try and breathe.

She squealed, “Fuck, fuck, Eddie. Eddie… oh god!”

He mewled, “Fuck, Chrissy. Oh baby, oh my god!”

She nuzzled into his neck, sampling the salty sweat before whispering, “Cum.”

Something almost Pavlovian switched on in his head. That was it, that one single command was all it took for him to let go and finally give in. Time had stopped, he could see sparks forming before his eyes. The build up was over, Eddie came and came. His orgasm hit him hard and fast, blowing all previous attempts out the window. The rush overpowered him completely, thick ropes streaming out like lava from an exploding volcano. Chrissy wrapped her arms around him, he did the same to her. She bit down on his shoulder to prevent herself from screaming and he scratched at her back. The more he marked, the harder she clamped down. Pure, unabashed bliss between the two lovers. Bodies that willingly fell into the depths had started to gain some buoyancy once again, floating above and beyond into a cloudy space of eternal elation.

Despite the heaviness of sleep starting to take hold, he eased her back onto the bed. His grip loosened, snuggling into her chest, and offering her small kisses. She cradled him, smacking her lips to his forehead. Eddie faced him and gave her a bashful grin. She scrunched up her nose when she smiled back. They were exhausted and ecstatic. After tonight, there was no chance of feigning ignorance about those stains now.

“Hi Eddie,” Chrissy casually stated.

Eddie responded, his intoxicated grin growing, “Hi Chrissy.”

Chrissy moved the loose curls away from his face, “Are you okay?”

“Am I okay? I feel fucking fantastic,” Eddie happily answered back. “Holy shit, that was amazing! Where did you learn all that?”

Her lips puckered up, letting them pop before giving him a response, “Uh… well you know, I have my little fantasies.” She began to rub the back of her neck, “And I may have found your um… video collection.”

His eyes widened, “Chrissy Cunningham, you watched one of my porno tapes? Without me?”

“What? I was curious! I mean, you’re not mad at me are you?”

He guffawed, “Babe, I don’t care if you read a ‘How To Give Your Boyfriend the Best Blow Job Ever’ guide from one of your magazines! That was fucking phenomenal!”

Chrissy touched her blushing cheek, “Oh god, Eddie.”

He held her face, his eyes sparkling with such enthusiasm, “Oh come on, don’t get shy with me. You knew what you were doing and you knew that you were amazing at it.”

She pecked his nose, “Thanks Eddie. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

He quickly shook his head, smile still wide and pleasant, “Nope. Not at all. Oh shit, your back.” He turned her around and checked, leaning down to kiss the markings, mumbling such gentle apologies.

Chrissy hugged him, “Hey, it’s okay. I’m fine. What about your neck?”

He shrugged, “Not the first time I’ve been bitten. Well, that is, this is the first time I got myself a love bite…” The pull of sleep gripped him, causing a large yawn to come out, “…instead of a fight bite.”

The yawn passed on to her, “I think it’s time for bed.”

They settled down and allowed themselves to relax in each other’s arms. Basking in the wonderful series of lazy kisses before falling into the lovely slumber of the very early morning.

He had one more thing to ask, “Chrissy?”

“Mmhm?”

“When it’s time to get up, what do you want for breakfast?”

She giggled, “Sausage á la Munson.”

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hangon-silvergirl · 1 year

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Hello! What are some of your hellcheer fic recs?

Hi! I had really good intentions for putting together a succinct list when I started responding to this, but I tripped and wrote a Hellcheer fanfic compendium instead, apparently.

This is a (non-exhaustive) list of completed Hellcheer fics that I love, and is the result of a two and a half hour trip down memory lane. If I've missed an author's tumblr please let me know!

Some of these stories may contain themes/content/tropes that are not your jam. Please read their tags before jumping in!

So, without further ado, in no particular order:

Never Seem to Find the Time by JuliaBrownen

oh it's not real (if you don't feel it) by BeeLove

where the streets have no name by @alltheseghosttowns

more by 71degreesout

aesthetic chills by @sloelimbs

and the twain were casting dice by @the-reylo-void

warm, sold things by @carry-the-sky

Both Alike in Dignity by @astorytotellyourfriends

the light, the heat by @cyraclove

they'll never know by hawkinshellfire

graceland too (whatever she wants) by @cunnninghams

Linger by CircusBones

You've Got Nothing to Lose by @viharker

reality & other highs by @chrissy-n-eddie

Chrissy & Eddie's Infinite Mixtape by @little-scribblers-heart

you really got me now. by melodicvinyl

don't say yes, run away now by @blondiest

i don't know if i could ever go without (watermelon sugar high) by @cricketsatnight

your turn to roll by mrsren

Alive and Kicking by FrostedGemstones22

put your lips close to mind, as long as they don't touch by @percyjacksonfan3

the answers seem so clear by agents_cxrter

twenty-one rules by elanor_gamgee

like a heartbeat drives you mad by redbelles

Gateway Drug by oponn

WAKE 86.9 by TheRookieKing412

Hobbit Birthdays by PlotWeaver

take a chance on me by WomanOf1000Faces

mixtape by @ivy-eyed

until you kill all my prints by silvermarie

Tattooed on my Heart by VPD2396

Camellia by @nevermorered

The Third Date Rule by InvalidUser1D

Loser Kid by @lokinightfury

you are the music in me by fkevino73

like hands that tick on a clock by @eddiemunsvn

she's so sweet with her get back stare by @theheart-isanarrow

Ride the Sky by Deathinasmalltown

Didn't Mean to Scare You by its_kira

Open Your Eyes by @natliecole

Of Dio, Billy Joel, and Vandalism by @shroomystar

For Whom the Bell Tolls by memequeen1127

all the missing girls are hanging out without us by greatunironic

haunted house with a picket fence by @wndasmaximoffs

someone reaching back for me by @enoughtotemptme

You make me the best kind of nervous, pretty sure you do that shit on purpose… by @phoenixwrites

alexa, play "she bop" by cyndi lauper by @majicmarker

she's under me and i'm not stopping by @majicmarker

she’s a hardcore candy-store give-me-some-more girl by @majicmarker

you'll need me now, i'll teach you how by @majicmarker (honestly, anything by Maj, I am thinking of starting a fan club)

Waiting on Satan's Call by @broomclosetkink

Duality by @broomclosetkink

It's different for girls by @adelaideelaine

Tenderness by @adelaideelaine

The shop around the corner by @adelaideelaine

Red Light Green Light by @idontgettechnology

You drew stars around my scars by @idontgettechnology

The Devil's Backbone by Maebe

You Got Me? I Got You. by Maebe

trailing stars behind us by @hearjessroar

come on pretty baby (kiss me deadly) by @hearjessroar

heavy metal hung from clotheslines by @hearjessroar

preach electric to a microphone by @hearjessroar

i was thursday's child by @agentmmayy

he's got that special somethin' by @agentmmayy

if there's nothing left for you here honey (then there's nothing for me) by @agentmmayy

Dirtbag by @bettsfic

sick part of a sick thing by @bettsfic

No One Like You by QuestionableCovariates

Burden of Proof by QuestionableCovariates

Bonus! Some excellent series (which also largely contain completed stories):

the 'first one's free to get you hooked' series by @uwusillygirl

the 'man to man' series by @bratanimus

the 'mixtape' series by @majicmarker

the 'self-taught learner' series by @adelaideelaine

the 'five drunks & a cheerleader' series by @phoenixwrites

the 'lay beside me, under wicked sky' series by @glitterslag

#hellcheer #hellcheer fanfic #hellcheer fanfiction #eddissy #eddie x chrissy #chrissy x eddie #fanfic recs #hellcheer fanfic recs #ask alie #starbound-wanderer

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 11 months

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Laura Cunningham had gone through her daughter's diary and found out she had a crush on Eddie Munson. It's why she tried to make Chrissy date Jason. Although Chrissy thought it wouldn't be fair to Jason, considering she didn't like him at all.

"I don't want to go out with you, Jason. I want to be honest with you," Chrissy said. "It's what my mother wants."

"We all have to do things we don't want. Once you start getting to know me, then I'm sure you'll be glad you listened to your mother," Jason replied.

"What's something that you don't want to do but feel like you have to?" Chrissy asked.

"Well, my dad wants to me come work for him after college. I don't really want to work for the insurance business, but my dad says he makes good money, so you got to have money to live, right?" Jason asked.

"You know, there are other ways of making money, right? If you don't want to work for your dad, then you don't have to. A parent's love shouldn't be conditional on whether their child does something for them. Being happy while making it in this world should be the only thing that should matter to them. If they can't do that, that's on them," Chrissy replied. "Besides, don't you think you deserve better than someone who was asked to date you?"

She slipped out of his grasp and walked away from him. As she walked home, the feeling of defiance weighing heavily on her shoulders, she stopped and got herself a burger. When Chrissy got home, smelling of burgers, she told her mother about rejecting Jason. She also told Laura that she was going to be making her own decisions now. It was the first time that Laura had hit her. Sure, she had called her names and starved her a bit, but she never laid her hands on Chrissy. Laura had hit her hard, too. Chrissy was dizzy, her nose was dripping blood, and her eye was aching. Laura had frozen, which had given Chrissy plenty of time to lock herself in her room and call the police.

Now, here she was, standing in front of her aunt's trailer with most of her things packed in the back of her aunt's car. An aunt. Laura's sister, who Chrissy was told, had died. There were no pictures of her in the house, and though Chrissy had met her when she was younger, apparently, she had no memory of her. Darlene Blake looked at her curiously.

"I know, it's not what you're used to, honey," Darlene said.

"I like it. It's like a little community. It feels. . .cozy," Chrissy smiled. "Can I explore a bit after I unpack?"

"I don't see why not. Most of the folks here are friendly. Some people here they seem like their bite is worse than bark. It's not. They're grumpy bears on the surface, but in the middle, it's nothing but a giant soft marshmallow," Darlene replied, and Chrissy giggled. "It is a good community."

As Chrissy unpacked with the help of her aunt, a question was eating at her.

"Aunt Darlene?" Chrissy asked.

"Yes, sugarplum?"

"Can I ask what happened with you and my mother?" Chrissy asked.

"Honey, don't be afraid to ask me anything," she said and sighed. "You ought to know since you're going to be living with me. When your mother found out that I was only interested in women, she was disgusted by it, and she said that if I ever came near you again, she'd call the cops and tell everyone what I am," Darlene said, looking down.

Chrissy hugged her aunt tightly around the middle. She had a lot more weight on her than Chrissy did, so her arms didn't go all the way around her. It was nice. She hadn't been here long, but already, she felt like this was what a mother should be like. Darlene wrapped her strong arms tightly around her and kissed the top of her head.

"It's not just boys that I like," Chrissy whispered.

Darlene pulled back and cupped her face.

"Thanks for telling me," she said softly, tears in her eyes. "Sweet girl."

After unpacking, Chrissy switched out her skirt for shorts and pulled on a pair of sneakers. Darlene had given her a container to give to the Munsons who lived across the way. It was a little more distance than Darlene told her it was, but Chrissy made it to the Munson trailer. She moved to knock on the door.

"Chrissy Cunningham?"

She jumped and dropped the container. Sitting on the couch that was on his porch was Eddie Munson. He was smoking.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you," Eddie said kindly.

"It's okay, I didn't see you there," Chrissy said and picked up the container.

"Not to sound rude or anything, but what brings you around here?" Eddie asked.

"My aunt Darlene wanted to give this back to you," Chrissy said, holding it out to him.

"Ah, Lennie's your aunt?" Eddie asked with surprise as he took the container, banging on it like a drum.

"Yeah, she said that I should give you a smack if you called her that," Chrissy giggled. "I won't do that."

"Oh, come on, now," Eddie said, rolling up his sleeves and tossing the container aside. "I deserve it. Lay one one me, Cunningham."

"No!" Chrissy said shaking with laughter.

"Come on!" Eddie said slapping his skin.

"Fine!"

She tentatively smacked him in the arm.

"Harder than that!"

She hit him a little harder this time. He groaned mockingly, collapsing on the couch and clutching it.

"You know not of the strength you wield, Lady Cunningham. You have broketh my arm!" Eddie cried, leaning over and letting his arm dangle. "Yes! Indeed, it is broketh."

Chrissy couldn't control her laughter, clutching her stomach at the sight of him. She snorted. Horrified at the sound she made, she covered her mouth. Eddie burst into laughter and jumped up, moving closer to her to remove her hands from her mouth.

"So, are you just visiting your aunt?" Eddie asked once the laughter died down.

"Moving in," she replied.

"It must be quite the step down," Eddie said.

"It's actually a step up! I love it here!" Chrissy exclaimed with a grin.

"It must have been real bad if this is better than the big house you lived in," Eddie said. Chrissy's smile faltered, and she winced. Eddie realized what he said a moment later. "Hi, I'm Eddie Munson. I sometimes put my foot in my big fat mouth."

Chrissy laughed and shook his hand that he held out to her.

"Do you want to show me that devil music you listen to that I've heard so much about?" Chrissy asked.

He quickly put out his cigarette, grabbed her hand, and dragged her inside the trailer where an older man was sitting on the couch.

"Don't mind me, Uncle Wayne, just bringing a pretty girl into my room to listen to devil music. I promise not to sacrifice her," Eddie said quickly.

Before Chrissy could say anything to Wayne Munson, she was dragged into Eddie's room. As she sat on Eddie's bed, listening to his music, Chrissy was suddenly very grateful that her mother had snooped into her diary.

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a-strange-inkling · 2 months

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In 1996, Philip decides to sell the family house and start fresh after Laura’s death. During the slow moving process, he begins going through shelves and shelves of old videos he’s compiled over the years. He had a quite the expensive hobby with cameras back in the sixties through the eighties and was often the designated camera man and archivist for birthdays, family gatherings, school plays, and church events. When VCR players came out in the mid seventies he had all of his 8mm film converted to VHS tapes and stored them in his study where they all sit neatly.

As he goes through, his favorites are the home videos of Chrissy and Matt growing up when their family was happier and the world seemed simpler. He comes across one in particular that tugs at his heart strings, it was when he took Chrissy to the park for the first time at about one and half years old. He vaguely remembers Laura was holding a ladies meeting at the house and throwing one of her stress induced temper tantrums about the quality of the catering, so he thought it would be best to take the baby out for a few hours to get away from all the yelling and screaming. He remembers loving spending afternoons with just him and his little girl. It was always quiet and peaceful, she seemed to love listening to what he had to say. She was the sweetest, most well behaved child and she just loved to be outside or go for car rides.

While he wistfully watches long forgotten images of his baby girl toddling and babbling around the park, he remembers the friend she made that day, a little boy with brown curls around three who was there with his mother and it only takes him a moment to realize why the boy looks so familiar.

#he gives the tape to eddie on his thirtieth birthday #i like to think that mama munson and chrissy met in this universe #eddissy #hellcheer #munningham #chrissy x eddie #eddie x chrissy #hellcheer fanfiction #hellcheer fanfic #old haunts #also we’re going to ignore that home videos wouldn’t have had sound till the mid seventies okay #philip’s got a super super 8 with sound #hellcheer headcanons

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ymaohoh · 4 days

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Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

Hellcheer AU

"You best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Cunningham, you're in one."

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staceymcgillicuddy · 2 months

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to get my soul known again

chapter 36

Penultimate chapter and I'm all in my feels. Eddie and Chrissy are, too, for different reasons. Wild that tattoos were technically illegal in Indiana.

Read from the beginning Read from the latest chapter

#hellcheer #eddie x chrissy #chrissy x eddie #edissy #chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #to get my soul known again #fanfic #hellcheer fanfic #hellcheer fanfiction

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pearlypairings · 2 months

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hellcheer party crashing prompt

with a little help of fic club, I wrote a small ficlet of chrissy and eddie crashing a party (it happens to be her mom's second wedding :P)

it's short and sweet and supportive :)

check it out if you're vibing with the hellcheer shenanigans

#hellcheer #eddie x chrissy #hellcheer fanfiction #chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #party crashers #wedding crashing #revenge dress :)#a lil pep talk scene #enjoy friends!

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rose-n-gunses · 5 months

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midwest monster of the highest grade

"Oh, that- that's embarrassing. You must think I'm terrible." Chrissy glanced over at Jason (still not looking at her) and squeezed her cup so that it popped back into shape.

As she reached to set her cup and plate on the bench at her feet, she saw Eddie lean away in confusion. "If you're terrible just for being a little annoyed with him, then what does that make me?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued, "A monster, probably."

Chrissy wants to win Best Couple's Costume. Jason is no help. (Eddie is, though.)

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hedgefrogpresents · 6 months

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Here is my full recap and review of every published novel written about eddie munson from stranger things 💕🦇

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Wake Up Call - (NSFW)

Summary: There is no plot. Eddie wakes up horny, Chrissy is horny. They do the horizontal mambo. The end.

Chrissy was awakened by the touch of Eddie’s lips on her neck. His breathing brushed against her skin as his hands trailed along her sides.

“Baby,” she giggled. “Ooh, Eddie…”

His mouth continued to shower her with affection, fingers sliding along her belly as he pushed up her tank top.

“Need you Chrissy. Angel, princess…” he groaned in her ear.

She chuckled at the way his fingers dug into her skin, “That tickles, Eddie.” She moaned when his thumbs gently caressed her nipples, “Ooh, oh yes.”

He was too busy planting kiss after kiss on her belly, lips reaching higher until he was just beneath the under slope of her breasts. Eddie groaned when she ran her fingers through his curly locks, giving his scalp a gentle scratch. She softly gasped as his long tongue followed the shape of her small bosoms. Holding and softly squeezing them with his big, slightly calloused fingers. His thumbs never stopped teasing her teats, forefingers joining in the process.

“Oh wow, oh Eddie…”

His hips grinded along her leg, clearly feeling his hard-on upon her thigh. Her hand trailed down his soft abdomen, cupping and fondling the front of his briefs, “Mmm, big boy. Such a big boy aren’t you sweetheart?”

Eddie’s stupid grin made her heart flutter, nodding against her chest as his hand slid down to her panties. His smile grew when he felt a little wet spot, tugging at the waistband and letting it snap against her skin. She let out a little yelp, giving him a playful pout. He pecked her cheek, returning to her neck while his hand made its way into her garment. Her jaw dropped when his finger graciously circled her clitoris, hips rising briefly as he caressed it. She felt his wolffish smirk along her skin, his wet lips latching onto her neck. Sucking and lathering a nice, juicy hickey.

His voice became a little gruff, “Babe, ooh baby, my sweet Chrissy.”

She bit her bottom lip, letting her groans tumble out with each and every one of his methods taking over. She continued to grab his covered cock, but she was much too focused on her own pleasure.

“You’re mine,” he growled in her ear.

She watched him position his body above her. Making sure that the gap between them was closed as he continued to please her. She could sense the spot in her underwear growing, spreading her legs further apart as he situated himself there. His tongue licked the lovely inner space upon her thighs, teeth coming in to nibble and nip at such a sensitive spot. Her little squeals and groans further fueled his desire to love her. She smelled divine, her scent was intoxicating and mouth watering.

Eddie grabbed at the wet center and pulled it aside, taking in the pretty sight of her wet curls and pudgy lips. Her skin had a lovely glow to it, they tasted as delicious as they looked. Chrissy grabbed at the bedsheets, crying out his name as he went to town. She watched the incredible display of his masterful tongue whip and stir itself along, in between, and inside her secret garden. The tip snaked itself between majora and minora, tracing the shapes in slow motion.

“Play with your tits, Chrissy,” he groaned. “That’s right, just like that.”

She obeyed, her hand sculpting and kneading herself. Huffing hot air as he drew closer to her clitoris. Her lithe fingers twirled her hardened nipples, tugging on them gentle as she waited with anticipation. She squeezed herself when the tip of his tongue wiggled just centimeters away from her pulsating button.

She begged, “Eddie! Please!”

He let out a cruel chuckle, his tone mocking, “Please! Please what?” He snapped at her panties again. “You’re a big girl, Chrissy. Big girls always use their words.”

If anyone spoke to her like this, she would have gladly smacked them. When Eddie did this, it just made her body shiver and pussy pulsate. She felt safe around him and she loved when he could be kind and patronizing.

He squeezed her leg, “Come on, I haven’t got all day. What do you want? Hmm?”

“I want… I want you to touch me,” she whispered.

“Where?”

Her hands quickly removed and shucked her underwear aside. Spreading her legs further apart and grabbing onto Eddie’s face. He went right back to it, wrapping her soft, strong thighs around him. He munched and mauled at her, an animal starved and thirsty for sustenance. The hot, wet sounds emitting from that filthy mouth of his sounded deliciously delectable to her ears. He was a menace with that mouth of his in life, at school, and in bed.

Finally he reached her clitoris. He started out slowly, long and loving circles around the bud. He held onto it with his lips, gingerly suckling it, all while watching Chrissy’s body. Little beads of sweat formed and flowed down her face. Muscles clenching and air escaping her lungs. She was so sensitive, she loved the way he touched her. She adored the fact that he knew her body so well. He studied her, his mind always made notes regarding her every sound and movement.

“Yes! Ooh, Eddie… oh- god!”

One finger filled her, curling and pressing along her moistened walls. Long, dexterous, and bendable. Eddie handled her with careful precision, exploring her gently and oh so intimately.

She pushed down on his digit, “More.”

Her wish was his command, and so he offered her a second finger. Joints bending and cycling in a slightly faster manner. Eddie released her clit with a pop, reaching back down to sample her from his fingers up to her nub.

He humped the mattress, “Fuck, your pussy tastes so good.”

She responded with slow, fluttering eyelashes. Her fingers twirling his gorgeous curls, staring deeply into the ravenous hungry wolf behind those brown eyes. He pecked her mound, nuzzling his nose along the dark, coarse hairs; breathing her in again.

Her hands reached down to gather up just a little bit of her essence. Her eyes never looked away from him while she rubbed it upon her nipples. Letting out the sweetest and sexiest breaths he’s ever heard. Chrissy removed the remainder of her tank top and tossed it aside, pressing her breasts together as she gazed into the prettiest pair of brown eyes she’s ever seen. He moved his fingers faster, lips latching onto her cute nipple.

“Y-Yes… oh fuck, more Eddie.”

He closed his eyes and went to work. Pressing, pulling and prodding at her, never once breaking away from his beloved. She tightly curled her toes, draping her arms around his shoulders. Letting herself drop further down into the waters of romantic and erotic love. The more he sucked, the more he moved his fingers. Her heart rammed against her rib cage, drool forming along the sides of her pink lips. His free hand played and pinched the other one, her slickness felt so sticky sweet upon his fingertips. Even when he switched sides, he never stopped this steady rhythm. Chrissy was Eddie’s muse and instrument, she was his whole world.

Her body and brain were drowning in the ocean of earthly delights. She touched her tender breasts, her lower half felt so empty without his fingers; she knew what was coming next. Eddie stood up on his knees, cradling his very obvious erection. Chrissy giggled at the sight of the imprint, her foot massaging it from below. Eddie bit down on his plush lower lip, trying to keep himself at bay. Her painted toes brushed along the material of his briefs, sweetly licking her lips when she looked up at him.

His devious smile returned, pulling down on his underwear until his shaft sprung free. He curled his finger, she crawled to him and placed her cheek in his palm.

“You’re such a sweet girl, Chrissy,” Eddie whispered, brushing her skin with his thumb. “My love. My life. My heart.”

She giggled, “Eddie we’re past the point of pretty words. Just tell me to suck your cock.”

He held up her chin, “Fine. I want you to say, ‘I wanna suck your cock.’ Go on, say it.”

She was drunk on hormones and lust, “I wanna suck your cock.”

Eddie chuckled, “Good girl, Chrissy. Open up.”

He eased himself on her tongue, letting out a breathy sigh as she took more of him. Her tongue made excellent use of taunting him. Lathering and flicking the underside of the head, following the veiny indents along the sides as well.

“Oh- oh shit, Chrissy…”

She smiled, flattening her muscle as she licked him. He moved her hair aside, breathing slowly as he watched such a glorious sight. Chrissy pursed her lips and let a glob of spit land on his dick before taking him in further. As much as he wanted to shove every inch of himself within her throat, he let her do the work.

“God, you’re so beautiful! Oh fuck, oh yeah,” Eddie grunted.

She loved his taste, his smell, his everything. Nuzzling her nose along his belly when she deep throated him briefly.

“Holy shit! Oh wow,” he groaned.

Chrissy went a little faster, batting her sparkling eyes too. Eddie grasped her locks, biting down hard on his lower lip. His brain and cock arguing with each other. Eddie wanted to finish, but not yet.

“Chrissy! Please, oh please wait,” he begged.

Her giggle ran from his junk all the way up his spine, proceeding to release him, “Aww, what’s the matter? Can't handle a little blow job?”

“Turn around,” he ordered.

“Make me!” she stated with a bratty grin before sticking out her tongue.

Chrissy got off the bed before Eddie could grab her, proceeding to lose his balance thanks to his briefs still on his person. She couldn’t stop herself from laughing, trying to get a head start down the hallway. He was hot on her trail, wrapping his arms around the cackling woman. She squirmed and wiggled, unable to stop her vivacious giggling.

She went right over his shoulder, her squealing turned into a sudden moan when he spanked her.

“Oh! Oh yeah,” Chrissy sighed.

He took her right back to their bedroom, immediately placing Chrissy on her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder, shaking her rump with a pleasant smile across her lips. Eddie positioned himself right behind her, earning a pitiful pout from her.

“Spank me, Eddie. I want you to spank me,” she whispered in a sugary sweet tone.

Eddie gave her rear a squeeze, “Bend down.”

She stuck out her tongue again before following his order. Chrissy let a tiny smile slip when he placed a pillow beneath her body. He kissed the small of her back, hands riding up her thighs, and giving her clitoris another series of gentle strokes. She motioned her hips back, eagerly waiting for more. He gave her a slap across the ass and she yowled. He gave her another one and then another. More soon followed, the sound of slapped flesh bounced along the walls. Chrissy loved it, unable to keep herself silent.

Her ass looked so lovely, glowing such a nice shade of pinkish red. Chrissy reached between her legs and slid her fingers between her puffy lips, fucking herself intimately. Eddie held his cock and jerked himself just the way he liked it. The first drops of his pre-cum slipped out, letting it drizzle onto her fingers. She masturbated with it, so warm and sticky, a delightful mixture that was all for her. She moved her fingers and sucked them clean, keeping her sight on him.

Chrissy blissfully sighed, “Eddie, I want you.”

He grabbed her waist and brought her closer, gliding the tip along her slit. He couldn’t stop himself from smirking at the sound of her pathetic and impatient whining. Still it was only fair to keep her waiting after that little chase. He bent down and kissed her shoulder blades, offering her tiny bites in between smooches.

Before she could say another word, Chrissy had temporarily lost her ability to speak. All she could do was silently gasp. Then she began to moan, the sound growing just a little louder with every passing moment. Eddie went in slowly, fucking her at a careful and easy rhythm. Chrissy felt so wonderfully and deliciously filled again. Looking back at the man of her dreams trying to keep to a gentle momentum. She loved it, he was so kind and sweet to her, but she was famished.

“Harder Eddie, please harder.”

His brain was off, his cock was going to do the rest of the work from here on out. Chrissy held onto her pillow, letting each and every grunt and groan escape her throat. Eddie held nothing back, keeping a good, firm grip on her hips; fingernails digging into her skin. They were so primal, all they could hear, smell, touch, hear, and taste were each other. The minutes felt like hours, their bodies entangled and entwined. They let themselves fall deeper and deeper into the endless pit of ecstasy. Chrissy felt herself getting stretched, trying her damndest to follow Eddie’s thrusting.

Shaking her plush, little rump earned a good spanking, something that she gladly accepted. The combination of getting railed and receiving his hands made her soul skyrocket. Eddie felt his body, heart, and mind were getting tested, and he was not going to fail her by any means.

Neither of them cared if the trailer park or the whole town heard them. Eddie could sense his body nearing orgasm, he was so close and he needed to cum. Chrissy’s orgasms came in waves, one after another the moment things became very interesting. Let there be one, two, many more for her. Her cunt held on tightly to the welcoming visitor, her fleshy surroundings cushioning him ever so nicely. Eddie stopped for a moment, loving this heated entrapment ensnaring his cock. He looked down at the pretty woman, lost in a world of never ending pleasure, with a little bit of pain.

She gave him a look, the look that was enough to make him fall further in love with her. He buried himself deeper and deeper, jack hammering into her. Her eyes had crossed, her tongue hung low. Their heads were empty, they could no longer think about anything except for the raw nature of their love making. This was all that they wanted and nothing more.

The world had ceased for a moment, time had simply vanished. There were no sounds around them, the cold air did very little to affect them. Chrissy shivered with pleasure at the sensation of his essence taking up space within her. Eddie’s grasping fingers released her, hands absentmindedly rubbing the half moon indentions. Easing himself out of her moistened embrace, eyes glazed over with want. Chrissy’s sense of reality started to return, her pupil blown eyes looking down at her hands and then back to Eddie. Their love sick daze was strong, their bodies were weightless, and their minds were still experiencing that blissful high.

Chrissy was the first to plummet, Eddie followed soon after.

“Sorry, I’m heavy, let me just… there we go,” Eddie whispered as he rolled over.

Chrissy snuggled up close to him, nuzzling her face into his chest, “Eddie… I’m cold.”

He grabbed the kicked off blanket and let it fall upon their exhausted forms, “Better?”

“Uh huh,” she answered, letting out a big yawn. “Much better.”

They shared one more, “I love you, Chrissy.”

“I love you, Eddie.”

#hellcheer #munningham #eddissy #chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #chrissy x eddie #eddie x chrissy #hellcheer fic #hellcheer fan fic #hellcheer fanfiction #hellcheer fanfic

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