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Tiktok is surprisingly unwelcoming if you have an LGBT headcanon for a character...

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I'm bored, its five in the morning

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Two at night doodles

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About The Blogger

Rose

Twenty-four

LGBTQ+

Mixed race

Writer

Exploring my identity a little here

Minors welcome as long as you listen to the MINOR DNI on potential NSFW posts I'll make

This is a side blog, if I receive comments I'll reply from my main which I no longer use for potentially triggering reasons.

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Anyone else like the idea of WLW Chrissy?

I love Hellcheer but lesbian Chrissy holds a special place in my heart for some reason

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THIS IS AWFUL BUT I TRIED SO HARD

AND ITS FIVE IN THE MORNING I DID THIS IN DARKNESS AND OUT OF BOREDOM

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GRACE VAN DIEN as CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM in STRANGER THINGS 4

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4.01 / 4.09

“…I think he’s completely haunted by his inability to do anything to save Chrissy and how powerless he was at that moment.”  —Joseph Quinn

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STRANGER THINGS 4

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He is so deflated in that 2nd gif.

His empathy and emotional intelligence are through the roof. He realizes she is genuinely frightened almost as soon as he bumps into her, way more freaked out than is warranted by the situation. Either she’s very afraid of him, afraid of being seen with him, or afraid of getting caught doing business with him.

He tries to reassure her and help her feel safe in a lot of ways. He removes his denim vest and leather jacket (his armor and symbols of rebellion/individuality), making himself look smaller, more ordinary and therefore less intimidating. He sits across from her, trying to meet her as an equal. He tells her there’s nothing to worry about and he promises that they are safe. He casually and simply explains what the transaction will entail, offers her a good deal and asks if it is acceptable, indicating that he’s open to negotiation and that she has power in this situation.

But she is still so jumpy and he thinks it’s because of him. He tries to play it off as no big deal with that little shrug in the 2nd gif, but he’s disappointed and hurt. Tired of the assumption that he is ‘mean and scary’. (And as far as we have seen, this is unique to her, because earlier in the cafeteria, he was openly defiant, proud of his differences, and a tad aggressive. He made a show of playing into the labels others throw at him. But he doesn’t want her to believe it.)

So he makes further efforts to be non-threatening. He looks down and away from her, just completely breaks eye contact. He makes pacifying and surrendering/stop gestures with his hands. He removes his lunchbox from her sight to show her that he means it when he says they don’t have to do this; he’s not going to pressure her just because she expressed interest in buying. He places control of the situation entirely in her hands, and states he is willing to take marching orders if she gives them. He’ll walk away from the clearing, and walk away from the interaction like it never happened; her reputation will be intact because he won’t try to hold this over her.

But his entire demeanor shifts when she tells him she doesn’t want him to go. He was not expecting that at all. So, he’s not the problem, but he has no idea what might be troubling her instead. She’s clearly afraid but she doesn’t want him to leave her alone. If she’s afraid but she’s not threatened by him, she’s expressing a level of trust by telling him that. She feels safer with him there. The Queen of Hawkins High feels safe in the middle of the woods with the outcast, flunk-out freak.

So he makes eye contact again and he stays. He waits palms up, gentle and open. He was already concerned by her behavior, and now he’s uncertain of what’s coming next. 

But at least she isn’t afraid of him.

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I need Chrissy sitting on my face and see her titties bouncing 🤤

with smut prompt 12 & 24 please

That's hot, no plot just smut. Not proofread

Smut 18

“I want to see you, I want to watch you cum.”

“You can take it, you’ve done it before.”

Chrissy was panting hard as she laid on her pink sheets. Her girlfriend, Y/N, was pounding into her hard, the thick dildo strapped to her securely.

Chrissy was moaning underneath her. Fingernails scraping down her girlfriends back.

"see what you do to me when you wear that uniform?" She spat, a slap landing on Chrissy's thigh. The action caused Chrissy to clench around the toy.

"so fucking tight gorgeous. Can barely move my cock inside of you"

Chrissy never knew she would love the dirty words that slipped out her girlfriends mouth so easily.

Back arching as her girlfriend pounded into her deeper and deeper. Eyes clenching tight as she could feel another orgasm rising in her body.

"baby I need to cum." She gasped.

A loud whine escaping her throat when Y/N yanked the toy out of her, leaving her clench around nothing.

"not so fast baby." Y/N smirked. Chrissy hated the evil look that she found in her eyes.

She should have known she was setting something up when Y/N allowed her to cum twice without any questions or objections.

"if you want to cum for a third time, you are working for it this time." Chrissy watched as her girlfriend smirked. Laying her naked body on the sheets.

"come up here baby." Y/N said as she called Chrissy over with her fingers. Chrissy sat up and climbed on her lap.

Y/N tsked her tongue, "further up sweetheart."

She watched as Chrissy's baby blue eyes looked at her in confusion, sliding up her girlfriends body and landed on her chest.

"further" she demanded. Chrissy blushed when she realized where Y/N wanted her.

"you want me...on your face?" She asked, Y/N felt herself dripping at the innocent in Chrissy's eyes and voice. She couldn't wait to ruin her.

"that's right baby. You want to cum? You are going to ride my face until you do."

Chrissy whined at her words. Cunt somehow even more wet than before.

Chrissy smiled to herself as she placed her wet pussy on top of Y/N's mouth, moaning instantly when her girlfriends tongue went inside of her. Chrissy was desperate. Screams and moans leaving her mouth as she humped her girlfriends face. Riding and bouncing herself on top.

Y/N slipped two fingers into herself. Needing some relief as she watched her girlfriend ride her face. Moaning into Chrissy's pussy when she saw her tits bouncing with the movement. The more desperate Chrissy got, the more her fingers moved faster. With her free hand Y/N slid her hand up Chrissy's body and squeezed her right tit in her hand.

Chrissy clenched her thighs around Y/N's head at the sudden action. Moaning as her girlfriend twisted her nipples. Chrissy was hanging on to the top of the bed. Using it to hold herself up as she drove her pussy even harder against Y/N's face.

"it's too much baby!" She cried, tears escaping her eyes.

Y/N removed her mouth and took a deep breath.

“You can take it, you’ve done it before.” Y/N demanded as she used her soaked fingers and shoved them deep into Chrissy. "Remember? You came four times just on my thigh one time. Three orgasms isn't anything for you. Give me another one. You can do it."

Chrissy moaned at her demanding tone. Loving how her girlfriend used her body just to make orgasm over and over. Almost like it was a game of how many times she could squirt everywhere before her body gave up.

"FUCK I'M GOING TO CUM BABY!" she screamed, throwing her head up to face the ceiling.

Y/N smacked Chrissy's ass

"“I want to see you, I want to watch you cum. You look straight at me baby. The second your head moves, I move away." She threatened. Chrissy nodded fast.

Staring into her girlfriends eyes as a third orgasm ripped through her.

Her thighs shaking and spazzing around her head. Tears soaking her cheeks, hands gripping so tight on the top of the headboard. Hips moved fast as she rode Y/N's tongue just a little bit harder. Her throat burning as the screams wrecked through her vocal chords.

Y/N cleaned up her girlfriends mess, humming at how delicious she tastes.

Once Chrissy could feel her legs again she moved off of her girlfriend. Gasping and taking deep breaths.

"thank you" she laughed, feeling her body buzzing. Eyes heavy.

"I love you baby."

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platonic with a capital p

(yay for queer-platonic besties on the dash)

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Incentive Part 1

Chrissy was laid back on the desk, her legs hanging over the side with your head buried under her cheer skirt.

She were supposed meet up with the other cheerleades for practice 10 minutes, but she was not one to pass up an orgasm.

Your tongue swirled her clit, sucking it between your lips causing a groan from Chrissy.

She threw one leg over your shoulder, the heel of her sneaker digging into your back.

“Y/N,” she moaned loudly as you eased two fingers inside her.

Your head popped out from her skirt which Chrissy was displeased with.

“I like it when you say my name like that,” you grinned curling your fingers hitting the spot that made her knees weak.

“Make me finish in 5 minutes and maybe you’ll hear it again,” Chrissy ordered.

Chrissy gasped when your tongue returned to her clit and started flicking rapidly.

“Oh fuck,” she cried out a few moments later, “Y/N!"

Chrissy came with your fingers deep inside her, your lips around her clit pulsing as she rode out her climax.

You whispered in her ear, "I'll see you after practice. Maybe I'll make you scream my name again."

She said breathlessly, "Definitely." as she kissed you.

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this is. so porny. but.

best friend chrissy sitting on your bed w you, complaining about how god awful jason is at sex, while you flip through the channels on your shitty tv, the two of you having a sleepover while your parents are out of town. you accidentally turn on one of the porn channels, in the middle of a VERY graphic lesbian movie, and in your shock you drop the remote and it falls somewhere under your bed. you dive over chrissy looking for the remote, ass up while you search. meanwhile, chrissy is mesmerized by the way the actress onscreen eats the other out, their hair colors shockingly similar to the two of you. and then she sees you kneeling on your floor, back arched as you finally retrive the remote. chrissy moves forward, grabbing your wrist to stop you from changing it.

“i wanna try that.” she tells you, soft voice dropping in pitch, big innocent eyes blown wide with lust. and then, that’s when you notice that the strawberry blonde one is the one between the other’s legs.

warnings: honestly not a lot, chrissy being the best girl ever, pussy eating to the nth degree, cheating (get fucked jason), dirty talk

“y-you want to — really?”

your voice sounds far away and you have to snap yourself back to reality when chrissy’s grip on your wrist tightens. she seems almost as enamored with the tv as you are with her.

chrissy nods slowly, big blue eyes wide and curious. pleading.

“you…you always told me girls are better at it than boys are,” she murmurs, hand slipping from your wrist to grasp at your hand, “and — and you told me chance is bad at it. so let me try? m-maybe i’ll be better…”

she trails off, gnawing at her bottom lip while she looks at you. her wide eyes and pouty lips make her look so innocent you think you’re going to combust.

this is wrong, you think to yourself. chrissy has a boyfriend, even if you hated him more than you hated your own, the two of you could never be together (even though you’d had a crush on her for ages), she’d probably regret it in the morning, you—

“…you can teach me, can’t you? please?”

fuck it.

you swallow down the lump in your throat and nod, “y-yeah, fuck, c’mere, pretty girl—“

you shuffle on the bed so you can lay against the pillows with your legs spread, your pretty silk pj shorts suddenly suffocating.

chrissy’s so eager to please; she nods obediently and immediately scampers to slot herself in between your legs. prettily manicured hands fingers bring your shorts and panties to the side, and then she freezes. she’s shaking, blue eyes flicking up to meet yours. she has no clue what she’s doing and your pussy is so pretty — she’s nervous.

“s-stick your tongue out, baby— y-yeah, holy shit, just like that, oh my go—“ your hand shoots up to fist in those strawberry blond strands, the girl’s tongue timid and soft against your folds. so sweet.

“go a little…a little harde— fuck, baby, yes, swipe that sweet little tongue across my clit, j-just like that—“ you whimper, gasping. you involuntarily pull her forward, at the same time bucking your hips up to meet her mouth. it’s fucking heavenly.

you don’t even have to tell her what to do next, her plush lips wrapping around the pearl and sucking hard. you cry out, eyes squeezing shut.

she pulls off for a second, blowing cool air over your clit and giggling when your legs jerk. bright blue eyes blink up at you slowly, half lidded and hazy, “u-use me, please? want you to…want you to cum in my mouth. want to…want to be a good girl.”

chrissy needs praise. you don’t know how you didn’t clock that before. it sends you into some animalistic overdrive and you nod. how could you say no to something so precious?

“yeah, pretty girl, fuck, get in here—“ you push her back down and she lets you, humming into your cunt obediently and swirling her tongue around your clit before wrapping her lips around the bud and sucking again.

this time she flicks her tongue against you as she sucks, soft hands running up and down your thighs as she does. your hips are bucking wildly now, grinding up into that hot little mouth and whining as you do.

“such a good fuckin’ girl, so pretty, gonna make me c-cum, oh my god—“ you should be embarrassed by how high-pitched your voice is, how quickly you’re going to cum, and you probably would be later, but your orgasm is barreling towards you and you can’t bring yourself to care.

all it takes is those pretty eyes blinking up at you through long lashes and that knot in your tummy snaps, your back arching as tears fall down your cheeks. it feels so good you’re shaking — you realize it’s been far too long since you’ve had a real orgasm.

“s-so good, shit, my good girl, god — take it, take it—“ you hump her face through your orgasm, cunt fluttering and spasming. it’s too good. chrissy keeps sucking your cunt like the perfect girl she is.

your legs shake, chest heaving as you come down from your high. you pet at her hair absentmindedly, eyes half lidded.

she pulls off with a wet pop, resting a soft cheek on the fat of your thigh and looking up at you with a giggle, “was that good?”

she’s got stars in her eyes. you only nod, running your fingers through pretty strawberry locks, “s-so good. where the hell did you learn all that? use me? be a good girl? are you insane, cunningham?”

she’s embarrassed, pale cheeks flushing bright red when she replies, “i—i remember how you used to talk about the girls you’d be with…wanted to try it out. i think i like it…”

you groan. she’s perfect.

“fuck, you’re unreal — get up here and let me return the favor or i’m gonna die.”

you grin as she nods eagerly. fuck you, carver, you think, hands already gripping at her hips and lowering her down onto your tongue.

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𐐪𐑂 CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM X VIRGIN READER

NSFW.

you were beyond nervous. with your legs closed tightly, teary eyes and shaky hands.

“angel, it’s okay” chrissy tried to convince you, her smile sweet and her hands gentle as one of them cupped your cheek and the other rubbed your thigh. “if you don’t feel ready, we can just stop now. can cuddle and have some snacks?”

but you wanted it, so so bad. she looked so beautiful, her body completely bare as she wanted nothing more but to make you feel comfortable. she didn’t want you to feel exposed.

“i do!” one of your hands squeezed hers, giving her a sincere smile as your legs slowly opened, and you had to gulp down the lump in your throat. and the whole time, chrissy’s eyes were on yours.

“is it okay if i take a look?” she caressed your cheek, and asked when your legs were completely opened.

“yes” you tried to say firmly but your voice still shook a bit, and you clenched around nothing when chrissy’s eyes were on your cunt.

“woah” she breathed out, her eyes wide as she looked down, “holy- can i please touch?”

you hummed, kind of losing your patience as all you wanted was to feel her hands on you.

she lowered both of her hands to your cunt, one of them resting on your inner thigh as the other seemed hesitant with its movements.

“pretty” she murmured and her middle finger came down to gently rub your clit, causing you to whimper at the slight friction, her eyes shooting up to your own in a second. “feels good?”

“so good” you moaned as chrissy allowed a second finger to touch your cunt, using this one to massage near your hole, but never exactly where you needed her. you had already forgotten how nervous and scared you were, the mere thought chrissy’s fingers inside of you filling your mind.

her fingers massaged your cunt softly, not adding too much pressure. you were so wet already, and chrissy felt herself get wet as well when she noticed her fingers were coated with your arousal.

“do you want my mouth angel?”

“fingers! want ‘em inside” you protested, and chrissy smiled softly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“i know, sweet thing. will get to that, i promise. but i must prep you properly, alright? make it hurt as little as possible.”

and after all, she was the experienced one, not you. so you gave in, and with a soft sigh, you agreed.

“good girl” chrissy murmured as she eyed your cunt hungrily, before she lowered her mouth onto your heat, the contact making you moan loudly.

her mouth was wet and warm, and it just felt so good against your needy cunt.

“chrissy,” you whimpered softly, your hand at the back of her head as you tried your best not to ruin her perfect ponytail.

meanwhile, chrissy had started moving her tongue, her sweet tongue. usually, she was so gentle, but now, her tongue was pressed against your clit and she moved it rather harshly.

you were writhing and whimpering, your eyes closing tightly as you bucked your hips up into chrissy’s mouth, earning an awestruck expression from her.

“that’s it, such a good girl for me” she mumbled against you, the vibrations causing you to cry out in pleasure, eyes rolling back into your head.

safe to say, that night chrissy had you in every way possible, doing whatever she wanted to you, but still being gentle about it.

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Ordinary Day - Chrissy Cunningham x Fem Reader

Private request: "please please please please please do a fluffy Chrissy fic?? I love you neganpleAAAASE!!!!"

Teen and up Short one shot. Chrissy wants to confess to you but Jason has been attached to her hip lately so best friend Eddie steps in and causes a distraction while Chrissy takes you somewhere private. Word count: 1679

Sneak Peak

Chrissy and Eddie stood to the entrance of the mess hall, both looking through the windows in the doors. "Ok so today is the day!" Chrissy nodded, hands pressed to the door. "Yes, it is, Chrissy! You got this!" Eddie smacked his hand rather hard on her shoulder causing her to squeak and flinch. Chrissy leaned her nose against the window looking over at the cheerleader's table which was slowly clashing with the jock's due to Jason attempting to sit next to her every lunch time. You sat at the table excitedly talking about something. You held your pompoms and swayed them a little, bobbing your head. "I can't do this" Chrissy squeaked, pulling away from the window. 

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