#Billy x Steve x Chrissy

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Day 25: Your Choice for @harringrovekinktober My choice? Threesome with Chrissy!

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It’s late and the party died a while ago, leaving the Harrington house an empty mess, but Billy’s far from tired.

The party wasn’t like they used to be — it wasn’t quite a rager, but something close to it. Full of old and new friends, laughter and dancing to song after song, drinking and smoking. Typical shit.

What wasn’t typical, however, was Chrissy showing up without Jason.

“We broke up,” she slurred softly when Billy found her with Heather in the backyard, “He’s…too much.”

Yeah, well. Everyone knew that.

So, he’d brushed his thumb across her cheek and said, “Plenty of fish in the sea, Chriss.”

Because they were friendly like that.

Even though he wouldn’t call the flush of heat he felt friendly when she looked up at him with those wide doe eyes, leaning into his touch.

Desperate for touch. Maybe a rebound.

And if he wasn’t involved with Steve, maybe he would’ve. He wanted to. Chrissy was his type: pretty, athletic, kinda tragic. He’s always had a soft spot for her, even before he and Steve got together all those months ago.

But, he wouldn’t fuck around on his pretty boy. No, Steve loved him — like, truly loved him. Flaws and all.

So, he’d pulled his hand away and gave her a smile before leaving to grab the two girls a drink.

Hours have passed since then and Billy can’t forget the glances Chrissy gave him throughout the night. Curious little looks, sometimes admiring his arms and chest where the front of his shirt draped open. The same open window Steve had slipped his hand inside when they’d disappeared for ten minutes, into the bathroom in the basement, sucking on his pretty boy’s tongue and dick until they stumbled back.

Chrissy had seen them then, too, with an understanding look on her face.

And Billy had been sure that would be it. She wouldn’t tell a soul.

But, now, as makes his way into the backyard through the kitchen, he spots his boyfriend with a lap full of Chrissy in one of the plastic recliners, the two of them talking quietly.

There’s a kick of jealousy in his gut for a second, until he approaches them and they both look to him with matching doe eyes — one blue and the other brown.

The hot flare of jealously suddenly smothers itself into an ember of affection. They look cozy, all cuddled up like that. And maybe it’s the weed making his brain fuzzy, or the alcohol that makes his tongue a little loose, but he purrs, “You two look good together.”

It makes Chrissy blush, the colour pretty on her face, while Steve smirks up at him.

Like he knows.

“You think so?” Steve hums, sliding his arms around Chrissy’s hips and pulling her even closer to him, still staring up his boyfriend.

Chrissy smiles a little shyly, leaning into Steve, glancing up at Billy.

“Yeah,” Billy hums, feeling his lips pull into a smirk as he taunts, “You hitting on my boyfriend, Chriss?”

“No, we’re just talking.” She says softly, but her pretty mouth twists a little, like she’s lying.

“That’s too bad.” Billy sighs, plopping himself down onto the recliner next to them, spreading his thighs and running the tip of his tongue along his teeth as he watches Steve’s hand grasp her bare thigh, his fingertips digging in gently.

She squirms, a little, her bright eyes trained on Billy as Steve rests his chin on her shoulder, whispering something that Billy can’t hear.

It makes Chrissy blush, though, and she’s so pretty as she does.

“Why…why’s it too bad?” She asks him, her hands gripping Steve’s shirt just a little, her knuckles pink and pale.

She knows why. Steve knows why. They also know that if either Steve or Billy didn’t want her in Steve’s lap, she wouldn’t be there.

But, subtleties won’t do here. So, he drags his gaze down her body, slow like syrup, taking in her plain white shirt and pastel checkered skirt and the pink cardigan draping over her small frame, and then back up to her face — which is almost red now.

Licking his lips, he says, “Cause I was kinda hoping you’d kiss him.”

She looks between them, clearly unsure if she should, but Steve’s got that stupid soft, earnest smile on his face as he gives her a nod. “Maybe just a little one?” He hums, playful.

Her eyes fall to his mouth, her mind still weighing the options.

As if to encourage her, Steve mumbles, “It’s not like it’s our first time kissing, Chriss.”

It isn’t. Steve had told him about the time he and Chrissy had hooked up, just before she got with Jason. Billy hadn’t been sure what to be jealous of — the fact that Steve got a taste of Chrissy, or that Chrissy had got to Steve first.

But, now? He could have both of them. If they wanted.

The reminder of that night, not even two years ago, makes up her mind. Billy can see it in the way her eyelids flutter and she gently drags the pink of her tongue along her bottom lip, quickly wetting it. He wonders how wet she is now, with both of their attention on her.

Quietly, she leans in, and presses a kiss to Steve’s mouth.

It’s chaste, at first. Feeling it out. Making sure Billy won’t rip her off him and throw her into the pool.

But as Steve grips her bare thigh a little higher, that’s when she collapses into him, her lips parting as the kiss deepens, a quick flash of their tongues sliding together.

It pulls hot in Billy’s gut, makes him adjust the crotch of his jeans as he watches his boyfriend make out with their friend. It's not the first time they've shared a girl in bed - it was what they did before they finally got the balls to admit that they liked each another and finally fell into bed, just the two of them.

Chrissy pulls away after a bit, her eyes immediately going to Billy, half-lidded and curious.

Silently asking ‘is this okay’?

He gives her a nod and tilts his head a little, encouraging her.

She goes back for seconds, licking into Steve’s mouth with a soft sigh. It’s cute. He wants a taste, too.

As if reading his mind, Steve pulls away to whisper, “You wanna give Billy a kiss, too?”

To which she eagerly nods, clumsily crawling out of his lap like a newborn deer. Billy smirks and reaches his arms out to her, catching her as she falls into his lap with a soft laugh.

The laugh quiets as Billy puts a hand on the nape of her neck and pulls her into a kiss, claiming her mouth and humming at her quiet whimper. She tastes like peach schnapps, her perfume sweet in his nose, a tinge of hairspray there, too.

Her hands find his hair and she’s kissing back just as hard, sucking on his lower lip so perfectly it makes him groan.

He feels another pair of hands on him then, along his back and sides, and then a kiss to his neck. In his ear, Steve whispers in that familiar tone when he wants to fuck, “Wanna go upstairs.”

Chrissy pulls back, breathing a little harder as she looks at them both and asks, “All of us?”

“Yeah, doll,” Billy hums, sliding the heat of his palm up her thigh, fingers teasing the hem of her skirt, “If you want. I don’t mind sharing Stevie with you.”

“Yes,” she whispers, want etched clearly across her face as she looks at the two of them, “Please, yes.”

Chuckling softly, he gives her thigh a little smack and says, “C’mon, then. Gotta take my princesses to bed.”

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It’s fucking unreal.

They’ve got Chrissy upstairs in Steve’s bed, in his ugly ass wallpapered room, laying back against the pillows as she asks, “Can I…watch you two makeout? For a bit?”

“Abso—” Steve starts, but Billy’s already pulling him in, pressing his lips to his boyfriend’s like he always does, and tugs on his hair until Steve’s jaw drops with a moan. That’s when Billy slides his tongue into his pretty boy’s pretty mouth, tasting him with a moan, grabbing his ass with both hands and pulling Steve against him.

Grinding his dick into Steve’s hip, he feels how hard his boyfriend is, too.

Shifting his mouth down to Steve’s neck, he growls there, “You really got hard just from kissing a pretty girl, hm? What are you, a virgin?“ Because he can’t help himself, he can’t help the way he degrades Steve a little in bed, only because he know how much the other likes it. How often he’s cum from it.

Steve moans and bites back, “You got hard just from watching us kiss, I don’t think you’re one to talk—ah!”

Billy pulls his teeth away from his boyfriend’s neck and eyes him, satisfied with the blush Steve’s got on his face and how it’s bleeding down to his neck and chest, until their eyes meet and Billy smirks.

He looks to Chrissy on the bed, her eyes wide and lips parted, her hands gripping her skirt. His eyes linger there as his mind works, pulling away from Steve but grabbing his hand to lead him to the bed, his eyes still trained on her.

“I think I’m not the only one getting excited from watching people kiss,” he smirks, letting go of Steve’s hand so he can crawl onto the bed and hover over Chrissy, pinning her there with his gaze as he asks, “You wanna show me how wet you are, Chriss?”

Her breath stuttering, Chrissy pulls the hem of her skirt up as her thighs widen, revealing a pretty pair of pink panties, wet from her arousal.

The sight makes both boys swear under their breath.

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They take turns spoiling her with their mouths - Steve licking the damp spot on her underwear while Billy kisses her pretty lips, the two of them slowly and carefully undressing her in turns, until she's got nothing but her socks on.

Billy brushes over the soft swell of her breasts, thumbing over her pink nipples and smiling at the way she moans into his mouth, gasping as Steve finally pulls the panties off her and slips his tongue between her folds, sucking gently at her clit.

"O-Oh," She whimpers, moaning again as Billy kisses down her neck and chest, sucking one nipple into his mouth while his boyfriend presses his tongue inside her, moaning in between Chrissy's thighs happily as she trembles, cums on his tongue with a gasped 'fuck'.

"Feel good, sweetheart?" Billy murmurs into her skin, looking up at her and watching how she nods eagerly, their eyes meeting in the dim light as he mumbles, "You want Steve to fuck you?"

"God, yes," she breathes, pushing her hair back from her flushed face as she and Billy watch Steve rifle through his bedside table, pulling out a condom that he hasn't touched ever since he and Billy decided to forgo them.

Billy's glad he didn't throw them out like he had teased.

"Mm, look at that," Billy hums, his eyes taking in the way Steve rolls on the condom over his dick, the girth of him making Billy's mouth water. "You remember what he feels like?" He asks Chrissy, smoothing his hand down her stomach slowly.

"Might need a reminder," she whispers playfully, smiling up at Steve, who smiles back down at her in amusement.

He grips the base of his cock and gives her slit a playful little smack with the tip, swiping it through the mess of spit and excitement there just to hear her moan, before slowly pushing in - stretching her around him, impossibly tight.

"Oh, fuck, Chriss," Steve moans as he watches, Billy unable to help himself as he leans over to watch, too - and slide his hand further down to rub a gentle circle over her clit, listening to her shaky breaths and quiet gasps.

"He's fucking huge, yeah?" Billy smirks, flicking his gaze up to Steve, who looks down at him with his jaw dropped, managing a little smirk in return. He hears Chrissy's little 'mhm' as he pushes himself up, his mouth seeking out his boyfriend's, kissing him filthy as Steve moans.

He feels Chrissy's hand on his thigh, then - her nails gently digging into the muscle as he pulls away to look down at her and hum, "Yes?"

Her eyes, wet-lined from pleasure, look up at him as her hand reaches further and wraps around his dick, giving it a little stroke.

It's cute.

"You being greedy, sweetheart?" He teases with a grin, "Steve splitting you open isn't enough for you, hm? You want me, too?"

Her blush deepens and she shakes her head 'no', pauses, and then nods. "Wanna make you feel good, too," she says softly, thumbing over the tip and it takes his breath away a little.

"How considerate," he hums, pulling away from Steve - who had begun kissing his shoulder - and moves closer to her, "How do you want me, then?"

"Could...use my mouth," she suggests, licking her lips and Billy's eyes flick down to watch her do that, "Until Steve cums and then you can...have your turn."

She's gone tomato red with that, embarrassed, but it only makes Billy adore her. "You're dirtier than you lead on, aren't you?" He grins, "If you wanted us to take turns, maybe I should've invited Munson up, too?"

Chrissy fucking squeaks at that and yeah, Billy wishes he had, because she's clearly into it.

"C'mon, then," he says, looking to Steve, "Flip her over, baby."

She gasps as Steve pulls out and flips her over easily, Chrissy pushing herself up onto her hands and knees as Billy settles back against the headboard, gently pulling her in with smile as they all settle into their new positions - Steve grabbing her hips while Chrissy lowers herself to her elbows, Billy spreading his thighs for her to settle between.

He loves this. "Now I get to watch both of my princesses," he teases with a smirk, petting over Chrissy's hair gently as he looks to Steve, watching his pretty boy line himself up and push inside again - feeling Chrissy moan as she takes Billy into her mouth, eager and sloppy.

It's fucking heaven.

"Fuck, look at you," he breathes as he watches Chrissy, her pink mouth stretched around him, "Such a good girl, taking both of us so well, aren't you?"

She whines around his dick and attempts a nod, looking up at him as she sucks and sucks.

"Fuck, she's so wet," Steve groans as he fucks into her, his fingertips digging into her pale skin, bruising, "Better than I remember." He chuckles softly, giving her a little smack on the ass that she moans at, soothing it with a rub right after.

"You hear that, sweetheart? You're driving him crazy," Billy chuckles softly, carefully pulling her hair back from her face and gathering it in one hand, "You want it harder, hm?"

Chrissy pulls off him just to rasp, "Please," before taking Billy back into her mouth.

She tries to blow him after that, but Steve grips her hips and quickens his thrusts, the sound of their skin slapping filling the room along with her moaning as she pulls off Billy's dick and presses her cheek into his thigh, her brows pinched as she takes Steve's dick, whimpering and begging with soft 'please's under her breath.

Billy can't look away - he wishes he had a fucking camera, they both look so beautiful like this, flushed and panting, fucking just for him.

As if it couldn't get any better, Chrissy gasps, "Fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum--" and bites Billy's thigh, which makes him groan as he locks eyes with his boyfriend, seeing that familiar face Steve makes when he cums, so gorgeous.

"Fuck," Billy breathes, letting go of Chrissy's hair so he can pet it instead, watching his boyfriend pull out and he eyes the condom, spots the cum inside and licks his lips. What a waste.

"C'mon, Chriss, on your back," Billy instructs as he and Steve put her on her back, the girl groaning softly in relief as she stretches there, smiling, all too pleased with herself.

"You okay?" Steve asks her as Billy crawls over to him, the two of them kissing and mumbling their own little check-ins while Chrissy hums a soft 'mhm'.

"Although," she mutters, her eyes down at his cock, "Billy's still hard..."

Billy looks over his shoulder at her, smirking again, "Greedy little girl," he teases, "Don't forget, it's my turn."

Steve flops down next to Chrissy on the bed with a huff of amusement while Billy crawls between her legs, hooking his hands under her knees and spreading them - just so he can see the state of her pussy, puffy and pink, wet and messy.

"Fuck, I don't think I'm gonna last," he admits with a chuckle, lowering his mouth to swipe the flat of his tongue through the slick of her folds and up into the coarse hair that matches the strawberry blonde of her hair, groaning at the scent and taste of her - musky and salty.

He hears her whimper again, feels her squirm, and the bed dips as Steve leans over her to whisper 'this okay?' and connect their lips again after she nods.

Billy takes his time, eats her out like she deserves because he's pretty sure Jason probably didn't, until she's shaking apart under his mouth and pushing his head away with a gasp of his name.

"Jesus, Billy," she gasps with a disbelieving smile, "You two are gonna kill me..."

"That's kind of the point," Steve hums, nosing at her jaw, his eyes meeting Billy's then, "Your turn, baby."

"I know, I'm just trying not to fucking cum right now," Billy says pointedly, wiping his mouth and chin with the back of his hand as he reaches over to the bedside table to grab one of the condoms from the pack, his dick aching at this point.

But, it doesn't stop him. He rolls the condom on and lines himself up, doesn't bother to play and tease like his boyfriend did because he's so fucking close, but the tight, wet heat of her makes him stop and he forces himself to think about other things, closing his eyes to think about anything but her or Steve or how they looked earlier--

He reaches down and grips the base of his cock, pants a quiet breath as he stops himself from cumming, so desperate for it but he's not going to cum like a virgin -- he's not even buried deep yet.

When he opens his eyes, he sees the delighted look on Chrissy's face as the pleased one on Steve's, both of them looking up at him knowingly.

"Shut up," he sighs, feeling a smile pull on his own lips as he pulls out and looks at Steve, demanding, "C'mon, baby, taste her on me. I know you wanna."

"It's not really on you if there's a condom," Steve bitches softly as he crawls over, lowering his mouth take Billy in it, groaning at the familiar weight and feel as he sucks the taste of Chrissy off the condom.

It's fucking hot and definitely not helping Billy's situation, so he pushes his boyfriend away with a huff of 'enough' and watches his smug ass pretty boy settle back down next to Chrissy.

Grabbing her hips, Billy hauls her up into his lap a little lines himself up again, gripping her thighs as he pushes in, deeper and deeper until she's arching her back a little and moaning, clenching around him tight.

"Play with her clit, Stevie," Billy breathes, "Suck on her pretty tits, too - I wanna make her cum again."

A soft mewl is what he gets from her, and a look of disbelief, but her face twists into pleasure as Steve does as he's told and he rubs at her sensitive clit again, his mouth going to her chest as she cries out, bucking her hips as Billy drives into her, unrelenting as he watches the two of them again.

"Oh, oh, shit," she gasps, "I'm--I'm--"

She tenses, nearly stop breathing, as she cums around him and Steve rubs at her clit, a small splash of wet coating them and the bedding as they fuck her through her orgasm, until she's begging them to stop and Steve pulls his hand away as Billy pulls out, panting as he look down and watches her squirt again, spilling onto the sheets.

"Oh--my god, I'm sorry," she breathes, embarrassed and still trembling, but Steve's quick to shush her with a kiss, pulling away to murmur, "That was so hot, Chriss, holy fuck..."

She looks to Billy, her eyes wide and imploring, and he nods in agreement, "Stevie's right, that was hot as fuck."

Soothed, she nods and relaxes, her lips trembling gently as she eyes the ceiling, letting Steve pet over her body and kiss at her cheek while Billy ties off his condom and tosses it towards the garbage bin in the corner.

"My princesses need anything?" He asks gently, watching the two of them from where he's standing beside the bed, hearing Steve's request for a cloth and Chrissy's request for some water.

With a nod, he grabs both of those and returns, cleaning both of them up carefully while Chrissy sips her water and Steve steals some, handing it to Billy, who finishes it and sets the empty glass on the nightstand.

Settling back into bed, on the other side of Chrissy, he smiles down at her and presses a kiss to her forehead before pulling Steve over to give him one, too.

After a moment, Chrissy clears her throat and starts to say, "I should g--"

But, Billy throws his leg over her to stop her and Steve quickly says, "You don't have to go, Chriss -- you can sleep over with us. Billy will make us breakfast in the morning."

"Why are you volunteering my cooking?" Billy grins, as if he wasn't already planning on doing just that.

Steve shrugs with a smirk, feeling Chrissy relax into the bed again, "You like spoiling me, and you clearly like spoiling her, so...it only makes sense."

"Mm," Billy hums, looking at her again with a soft smile, "How's that sound?"

And on Chrissy's face is a sweet little smile, maybe even relief, as she murmurs, "Sounds perfect."

[unamused-boss]

The Player and The Cheerleader

Billy Hargrove x Cheerleader Reader

Summary: All Billy thinks cheerleading is that's it's just flips and splits. The view changes when he has a run in with a certain Hawkins High School cheerleader.

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Billy didn't care for anyone by any means. Either it be in Indiana or California. If he doesn't see you as someone worth his time then he didn't talk to you or give you the time of day. One of those groups in specific were cheerleaders. From his point of view they were only pretty girls to look at, that's pretty much how everyone treated the cheerleader at this point. Pretty things to look at.

The cheerleaders sometimes had to share the gym with the basketball team. Which did peeve some the guys on the team but as long as the cheerleaders were pretty they could handle it. But there was one odd ball on the cheer team, the captain. Always mouthing off the players when they got to close to the cheerleaders or a ball got to close to hitting one of them.

"Hey! Shit for brains!" A voice can be heard from then other side of the gym. "I thought the point of the game was to get the ball in the basket?!"

"Jeezu..." Tommy huffed. "Can you seriously be pissed about the same thing every time? It's just a ball." He answered to you. Clearly tired of your constant shouting at the basketball team when a ball would go the wrong way.

"And it's just balls between your legs, and they can just as easily deflate." You sassed back. To Billy, it was almost comical to watch. You with the tough guy act, puffing up your chest to a dude way taller than you with colorful pompoms in each hand on your hips.

"What a bitch..." Tommy huffed again.

"Oh get over it." Billy snapped. "What's captain pompoms gonna do?" He laughed at his own statement. Like said before he found the whole conversation comical-

WHAM!

A basketball went flying right into Billy Hargroves head. He snapped his head around to see the who had the nerve to hit him. His eyes met with captain pompoms. The two had a stare off. That's what it felt like for the rest of practice. The two practically eyeing each other the entire time.

After that stunt was over, after constant staring at one another, Billy had only one reaction in mind. A big one.

The next day followed. Billy knew where he could cut you off and corner you, in-between Mr. Johnson's chemistry class and Mrs. Shoffer's English literature class. It happened fast no one could react to it, actually you doubt anyone saw it happen. What you thought was just another normal day of school turned out to be more than that. A harsh hold took your arm, taking you away from the crowd into the more secluded part of the hall. Where you came face to face with a fuming Billy. His jaw was clenched and eyes held anger.

"What, you think you're real funny for the shit you pulled yesterday?" He interrogated. "Try it again see what fuckin happens..." His threats did not stop. Well his empty threats. As much as you are terrified of what he could do, you knew he'd never act on them. Your brave front was standing strong. Taking in every threat, comment, and remark he could throw at you. To get a reaction, if you were a guy you would have answered with your fists at his first remark. But you are not. You are you. You knew the exact thing that would make him even more angry.

" You are nothing but scuff on the gym floor, and that's all you will be."

Billy did not like that one bit. Who does this bitch think she is? His fist rose into the air, readying to strike. The force came down, you felt the air brush past your face, to only make contact with a metal locker. The sound ricocheted through the hall.

You open up your eyes. Now, again, staring at him. Anger was not held in his eyes anymore. If was fear and sadness, to you it was peculiar expression to see on his face. The actions that just happened finally caught up to you, you inhale deeply not knowing you stopped breathing. Everything caught up to you.

SLAP! Your hand came down, striking Billy Hargrove in the face. Hard enough to leave a mark. Not knowing that one had just been healed from another hand. "What the hell is your problem?" You yelled, agitated. "God, you fuckin creep." You make your way back to your class leaving Billy stunned. He didn't know what to do. He has never had someone react to him like that before. It intrigued him. He had an interest in you now.

After that encounter Billy made it his mission yo agitate you as much as possible. I mean, how else are you supposed to show someone you like them. From poking you with a pencil in class, purposefully missing the hoop so the ball bounces into your direction, anything at all just so you could look at him. He was succeeding and he was royally pissing you off. Until on fateful autumn day, everyone had gone home for the day. Except for the extracurriculars that took place after school. Two of those being basketball and cheer practice. Just as the practices were about to start, Billy took notice that you weren't with the cheer team. Which he thought was odd, but instead he chose to go smoke a cigarette before practice. He made his way to the small alley like way that was outside the gym that lead to the track field. And the sight before him made him stop in his tracks. there you stood cheer practice outfit and all with a lit cigarette hanging from your lip.

"I thought cheerleaders didn't smoke?" Billy joked to you, giving you his famous smirk.

"And I thought shit stayed in toilets, but I guess I was wrong since you're here." You said taking a huff of your cig.

"Damn, always ready with a comeback are you?" Billy said, lighting his cigarette.

"Why are you messing with me Hargrove?"

"Ouch, last name basis now sweets?"

"Shut up." You won't deny it, that dumb nickname that he started calling you grew on you. "Is this because of me smacking you?"

"No."

"Was it me hitting you with a basketball?"

"No." He said blankly again.

"Then what is it?"

Billy took a huff of his cigarette then looked you in your eyes. No hate or anger, something you can only describe as adoration.

"I find you interesting." Was his only answer.

"What?" you were confused by this answer. What was so interesting about you that made Billy intrigued. " Your like curious about me or something?"

"Exactly."

"You know curiosity killed the cat, Hargrove." You sassed.

"And satisfaction brought it back, and I am not satisfied yet so get used to me sweets." He said taking his cig a stomping it out onto the ground walking away.

You grumbled at his response, inhaling the last of your cigarette with blushing cheeks. Stomping out your cigarette then making your way into practice. 'Why does this asswipe make me blush'.

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Weeks of this teasing have gone by. Everyday Billy would find a new way to make you mad, blush, or embarrassed to get a reaction out of you. He claimed "It's because you so cute." Which made you blush even more. Gosh, you couldn't stand half of the guys at this school. Why was Billy the only one making you feel this way?

Truth be told, Billy had seen you around way before he had met you. How you walk down the hall with your head held high, looking away in disgust at the "popular" kids, over all not conforming to what a cheerleader is by Hawkins view point. You fought, yelled, got in people faces. Billy love all of it, it made him excited. Excited to talk to you and ask you questions, even ones you deem are stupid. All he wanted to do was to be around you. Damn, he loved it in a way.

Practice had ended for the day leading off into the weekend. A light rain pour had come down, everyone else had a ride to get them home. Everyone except you, well you did but he was running very late. Billy made his way outside to find you standing in the walk way waiting to be picked up. Cigarette hanging from your mouth.

"What are you doing here?" Billy asked.

"Waiting." You simply put.

"Do you want a ride?" He asked.

"No, I have a ride." You said. "But he's running late."

"What your boyfriend?" Billy said, the words had jealousy behind them.

"No." You sighed. "My brother you dipshit."

"oh..." He sighed. A silence fell between you two. Not uncomfortable, but nice enough for you two to be around each other. But Billy had something building in his stomach, a nervous feeling. He hated it. He needed to tell you something.

"Hey." He called to you, you turn your head to face him. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened."

"What?" You were confused by what he just said.

"I said I'm sorry, did you not hear me?" Billy said, He turned his body to face you. "I said I'm sorry." You just stood there silent. Still taking in the fact he is saying sorry. "I'm sorry that I almost punched you into a locker. I realized I was acting like someone I didn't want to be, and you calling me on my shit. It made me look at you differently. I noticed more about you. How you always make sure the other cheerleaders are okay, how you genuinely care about the people you have around you, and you don't take any shit. And- shit I'm bad at this." He's now embarrassed by everything he just said. Heat rises to his cheeks and ears.

You step toward him, placing your hand on his arm. "I thought you were doing pretty well." You smiled, comforting him in a way. He just looked at you. You never smiled at him directly but now that your smile was intended for him. 'damn' He wants you to smile at him all the time.

"Do you want to go on a date?" He asked straight out. You were shocked by his forwardness, but not entirely surprised.

"You want to go on a date with me?"

"Hell yeah, why wouldn't I?" He made it seem like you were speaking a different language. "Listen one date is all I ask, her if you still think I'm a piece of shit I'll stop everything that I'm doing."

Your smile grew even wider. "I would love to go on a date with you Billy."

"Dang, back on first name basis already? Looks like I'm getting a second date already." He joked to you, in turn caused you to laugh.

For the remainder of your time you and Billy talked till you had been picked up. You both talked about anything and everything. It was pure bliss, you loved every second of it. You both were abruptly interrupted by the honking of your brothers car.mYou said your goodbyes to make your way to the car. The smile that held your face did not drop. I didn't drop on Billy's either, when getting home Max found it incredibly disturbing to see her step brother so giddy.

That following night Billy arrived to your house to take you on your promised date. Which one date turned into another and another and another. Till it reached throughout the whole school that Billy Hargrove and the cheer captain were finally official. With many guys questioning Billy as to why he picked you out of everyone, to which he said if they insulted you again he had no problem with dealing with them himself. Girls just snuffed their noses up to you since you now made Billy officially off the market. Not like you cared, he's your boyfriend now and you have him all to yourself. So you could say everything did work out in the end. You and Billy have each other.

"So I guess we have Tommy to thank since he is the reason we met?" You joked.

"Hell no, I would have went after you even if you didn't hit me with that basket ball." He smirk.

"Jeez, you are something Billy." You smiled, leaning into him to seal your lips in a kiss. Yeah, nothing could beat this.

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— work in progress ౨ৎ return to masterlist —

— WELCOME TO NEW YORK ౨ৎ joey tribbiani. chandler's sister didn't except anything from new york, maybe a job — but not love.

— BLANK SPACE ౨ৎ billy loomis. a romance of a girl who thinks she can change him, and a boy who has no intention of doing so.

— STYLE ౨ৎ eddie munson. don't we say that opposites attract? nobody would've expect hawkins' sweetheart to find love in the freak.

— OUT OF THE WOODS ౨ৎ draco malfoy. the story of a boy who can't seem to stay away from problems ; and a girl who's tired of fixing his mistakes.

— ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS STAY ౨ৎ tom ryder. he fucked up; he wants you back.

— SHAKE IT OFF ౨ৎ chrissy cunningham. you and your best friends decide that you don't need men anymore.

— I WISH YOU WOULD ౨ৎ steve harrington. you and steve broke up after an argument ; the thing is, neither of you want to stay away from the other.

— BAD BLOOD ౨ৎ hermione granger. academic rivals with the best two students in howgarts.

— WILDEST DREAMS ౨ৎ eliot. you think eliot is gonna leave you after sleeping with you ; he proves you otherwise.

— HOW YOU GET THE GIRL ౨ৎ eddie munson. when eddie comes knocking at his best friend's door to ask you advices about a girl he likes, you don't understand he talks about you.

— THIS LOVE ౨ৎ luna lovegood. after looking love everywhere, you realize it's been in front of you all this time.

— I KNOW PLACES ౨ৎ tom!peter parker. fame when you're a superhero is heavy ; sometimes, you just need a little break from it.

— CLEAN ౨ৎ jake peralta. getting out of a toxic relationship, an unlikely friendship forms between you and a police officer.

— WONDERLAND ౨ৎ quinn bailey. giving your trust is hard ; being betrayed once again feels too heavy.

— YOU ARE IN LOVE ౨ৎ chandler bing. two best friends (idiots) in love.

— NEW ROMANTICS ౨ৎ loki laufeyson. you should've known dating the infamous god of mischief would've turned into a betrayal ; once again.

— SLUT! ౨ৎ cassie howard. when two of the most popular girls — who also happen to be friends — start dating, the rumors go hard; good thing you don't care what people say.

— SAY DON'T GO ౨ৎ stu macher. you knew your boyfriend was ghostface; you weren't sure why you didn't say anything to the police. what you didn't knew was that he didn't plan on keeping you alive.

— NOW THAT WE DON'T TALK ౨ৎ peter quill. after your childhood best friends left to join a new group, you decide to forget him ; but it's hard when he suddenly comes back into your life.

— SUBURBAN LEGENDS ౨ৎ robin buckley. you've been cheated on by your now ex-boyfriend ; good thing you have your friend to cheer you up.

— IS IT OVER NOW? ౨ৎ scott lang. scott lang just wante to spend a nice sunday afternoon with his daughter ; he didn't expect you to knock at his door in tears after a bad breakup.

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Stranger Things- The To-Do list

Chapters 1 & 2

You are graduating from high school and planning to make your summer before college the best of your life. Along the way, you have sexual encounters with fellow friends and graduates. Lifeguard Billy is your biggest crush and Barb, Nancy are your best friends. You are adopted with one sister Heather who works as a lifeguard with Billy at the Hawkins community pool. Featuring appearances from Robin, Chrissy, Argyle, and Jeff, with mentions of Jonathan and Gareth from and in the ST series. Steve and Eddie are the main characters. Original character OC is Edwina who's Eddie's fraternal twin sister. The face claim for Edwina is Angelina Jolie in the movie Gia. No Upside Down this is a Stranger Things AU alternate universe.

(Based on Aubrey Plaza's movie The To-Do List.)

Chapters 1&2 6.3K words.

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Chapter 1 plot info- You graduate from Hawkins High School in the summer of 86 with Robin, Nancy, Barb, Jonathan, Eddie, Chrissy. At a graduation party, you accept an offer from Argyle you can't possibly resist.

Chapter 1

I want you to move me.

The day you had been waiting four years for was finally here. Finally, you were walking the graduation stage as valedictorian at Hawkins High School. Class of ‘86 baby. You had just recently turned 18. Now you were delivering your speech and all 4 years of college you were an outcast, a straight-A student, and a girl who loved to read and research. While your friends and practically everyone else around you went out to parties and drank/got high you spent most of your nights at home.

You had never done more than kiss hell you had never even made out with anyone. Your first kiss with a guy was Jonathan who was now your best friend Nancy’s boyfriend. Your first kiss with a girl was with Nancy but you were better off as friends. The only other thing you had done was cuddle and hold hands with Gareth the drummer of Corroded Coffin.

Standing in front of your fellow graduates including Barb, Nancy, Jonathan, Robin, Vickie, and even Eddie the freak Munson. He was a total rockstar but so was his fraternal twin Edwina who had graduated a year prior. They were your good friends but you had fantasized about being more than that with them. Following your concession speech you would be going to a college party with hopefully your biggest crush Billy in attendance.

“Hello, class of 1986 I am happy and proud to be your college valedictorian. We have all come so far and I am so honored to be standing here in front of you all. There's a lot we have been through and with those struggles that we have overcome in the 4 years of high school together we are now able to move on to the next chapter in our lives. Whether it be to college, maybe even space, to working a job, college and a job simultaneously, or traveling around the world or just road tripping we are all united in the fact we are Hawkins High graduates. I wish everyone luck and before I end this speech I want to give some wisdom from two of my favorite women who are staunch feminists. Gloria Steinem once said”:

‘The art of life is not controlling what happens to us, but using what happens to us.’

“She is a wise woman and the other woman in question who is also one of my heroes said

‘You change the world by being yourself.’

“One of the greats and the widow of Beatles legend John Lennon said this before and I couldn't agree with her more. I hope everyone here will begin the next chapter in their lives with enthusiasm and even more enthusiasm. Thank you!”

Most people clapped and cheered and you bowed. Next Principal Higgins handed out everyone's diplomas with Eddie snatching up his and running away from the stage flipping Higgins the bird. You then noticed Steve in the audience he was there for his best friend Robin who he worked with at the local Family Video. Steve's gaze caught yours and you smiled as you waved. Robin and Steve began walking over to you as you held your diploma with big smiles on their faces.

Your sister and parents surely took lots of photos of you probably videos as well and they were also nearby. Nancy and Barb told you they would meet you at Nancy's Oldsmobile station wagon after the graduation ceremony commenced. Robin embraced you in a big hug.

“So glad we graduated! Stevie boy here just had to come today to bask in the glory with us didn't you dingus?” Robin teased him with a wink.

“Sure did. Nice tassels ladies. The graduation was great. So proud of you both! So Y/N what are your plans for the summer?” He asked as he flicked your tassel playfully.

Clearing your throat you responded “Not much getting a job hopefully at the pool but my sister has connections obviously. Going to some parties, road trips with the girls, and Robin you should come too,” you urged as you patted her shoulder.

Robin smiled brightly and nodded intrigued by this idea of yours.

“Of course, I would love to. Well, I’ll be working at the cafe a lot this summer, but sure, I think I could fit that into my plans.”

“Ahh, nice well I will be working part-time at the pool this summer. Hope to see you there,” Steve replied with a sly grin.

You embraced him and hugged him loving how well-defined his body was.

“Well, I need to catch up to Nance and Barb. See you both later?” You asked hoping for a raincheck.

They nodded in unison.

“Most definitely. See you later,” Robin answered.

“Later Y/N,” Steve added with a slight wave.

Soon you were at Nancy's car and driving back to your place so you could get ready for the college party that night. There would be a big keg of beer and beer pong, lots of party games, and loud music with dancing.

“So saw you talking to Steve what's up with that?” Nancy asked as she drove getting a few blocks from your house.

“Nothing he just wanted to say congratulations on graduating and so did Robin. I can't believe Eddie finally graduated. Third time the charm I guess,” you told her with a shrug.

Barb looked out the rolled-down window and smiled as the Smiths how soon is now quietly played in the background on Nancy's radio. Was Nancy jealous or something? She had only been on one date with Steve and had preferred women anyway. You also preferred women. Barb and you weren't experienced and Nancy was a little. Currently, her boyfriend was Jonathan.

“Oh nice well I guess I’ll pick you up at 8 or so tonight. Can't wait to get out of this itchy graduation gown.”

Nancy had already tossed her graduation cap and so did Barb. Pulling up to your driveway she idled her car and you unlocked the back door and got out.

“See you then.”

Waving goodbye to them Nancy soon pulled out of the driveway and was on her way again. Inside your room, you turned on some music picking a cassette of Corroded Coffins. Soon you were painting your nails black and were shortly after startled a bit by Heather coming into your room.

“Need to borrow your hair dryer mine broke.”

Going into your bathroom she got your dryer and left with it.

Hours later you were taking a bath and Heather came into your room and then your bathroom. Sitting down on the edge of the tub she smirked.

Looking up you gave her a ‘Can I help you?’ type of grin.

“So my little sis is going to a party tonight. Plan on getting drunk and finally getting laid?” She teased with a giggle.

Heather was dating Tommy but it was nothing serious and she was seeing some people on the side.

“No. For your information, I’ll be there with Nancy and Barb. Billy will probably be there too.”

“God girl you are such a prude. You have to do some exploration before college starts. No pressure or anything but you are my sister and even if you were adopted I care about you. You need to seriously consider it. Everyone goes into college with at least some experience,” she informs you with a flick of her hair.

Scoffing you rolled your eyes at her which she noticed of course and this had her flicking soap bubbles in your face.

“I'm serious though maybe make a to-do list. Of sexual firsts. Or don't. Whatever. Be a loser for all I care,” she scoffs right back at you before standing up and walking out your bathroom door.

“Okay, maybe I will.”

Taking what Heather said to heart you put on some Motley Crue in your cassette player and began your to-do list for that summer and what may even lead into early college. It was going to be a list you could hopefully accomplish at least realistically and if things needed to be added or removed later from the list then you would make the proper adjustments. It would need to be more than just experimentation and equally girls and guys. So you began making your list with a reasonable order and the definitions of sex acts you didn't know you would look up in the dictionary.

-Hickies -Making out -Handjob -Fingering -Renting and watching an adult film with someone else -Mutual masturbation -Use of toys -Phone sex -Motorboating & tit fucking -Blowjob -Eating pussy -Being eaten out -Dominating/being dominated -All-girl threesome -69 -Voyeurism -Rimming -Semi-public sex act -Losing virginity/vaginal sex (Hopefully with Billy). -Anal sex -Orgasm denial -Cream pie -Pegging -Foursome with another girl and 2 guys -Usage of strapon for lesbian sex -Filmed sex act -And most importantly an ORGASM! Hell, lots of orgasms.

Later you were dressed for the party and face full of makeup. Sneaking into Heather's room you borrowed her hot pink stiletto pumps to complete your outfit of red fishnets, a red leather skirt, a matching leather spiked jacket, and a black tube top. Getting your purse ready you dabbed on some white musk perfume and got your lotion, hot pink lipstick, compact mirror, and wallet before heading outside just as Nancy pulled into your driveway. As you got into her car you could hear the radio playing Culture Clubs do you really want to hurt me?

The ride to the party was mellow and mainly quiet. Barb was fairly silent in the backseat as Nancy drove and synth wave music played. The party was at Jason Carver's who you couldn't stand but you planned to make the most of it. The usual suspects would probably be there including Steve and of course the jocks. Nancy's boyfriend Jonathan would no doubt be there as well.

"So you excited for the grad party?" You asked Nancy.

She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess. Barb and I just want a chill night you know? Plus Barb will be the designated driver tonight."

"I understand. Jonathan is probably excited to see you again soon."

Nancy nodded and you looked out the window noticing Jason's house approaching in the near distance. After parking you got out first and walked with Nancy and Barb to the front door looking into the window from the distance and noticing lots of people gathered around a keg inside. Eddie was there selling his stash, his twin Edwina, and so were the typical jocks, Jason, Chrissy, Jonathan, and Keg King Billy who was playing Pour Some Sugar on Me on acoustic guitar you noticed as the door opened and you walked inside.

Some people were playing beer pong, others were watching and listening to Billy play guitar. In the back yard jocks were playing basketball. Hopefully, tonight will be one for the books to remember for a long time. Billy's eyes locked with yours as he got to the chorus of the Def Leppard song. He winked at you as he strummed the guitar and sang.

It felt like he was singing to you.

"Pour some sugar on me. Oohh. In the name of love."

His voice was beautiful. Pure and raw.

"C'mon, fire me up. Pour your sugar on me. I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet. From my head to my feet, yeah!"

When the song was finished, the drunk and rowdy crowd applauded Billy. Just then Barb came up to you startling you out of your reverie with a wine cooler. Handing it to you, you removed the top and took a big gulp. Billy's eyes remained on you until some girl rubbed up on him, much to his and your dismay.

Walking away with Barb you found Nancy again and noticed them talking to Jonathan quickly taking notice he was with his friend from back west. Argyle you recalled. He seemed to be stoned a lot but nice.

"Hey Y/N. Are you having fun yet?" Jonathan asked before taking a big swig of his beer. Nancy was drinking red wine from a blue solo cup and Barb had opted for Hawaiian fruit punch.

"Yeah, sure. Just need to get into the party mood more."

Now that Billy was done singing and playing guitar at least for the moment the music was back on again, and Kiss's Made for Loving You was playing.

"Anyone want to get high?" Argyle offered as he pulled out a joint from behind his ear. He was wearing his Surfer Boy Pizza yellow hat and he already looked dazed judging from the glazed-out look in his eyes.

Barb shook her head no as well as Nancy. Jonathan already looked pretty stoned.

"No thanks, man gotta try to sober up so I can drive your van later dude."

"Right yeah, I almost forgot."

"I'll get high if you are offering. Let's go someplace a bit more quiet though," you suggested to him with an eager smile.

Argyle looked a bit surprised but just nodded. Following you, first, you decided to get yourself another drink and made your way to a guest room. It was quiet and peaceful with no one around. Now sitting on the bed with him, he lit up the joint as you finished your wine cooler and tossed it into the wastebasket. You soon opened your malt beer and accidentally spilled some on Argyle.

"So sorry Argyle. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. Just wait for me before we light the joint I'll go wash my hands."

You finished what was left of your malted beer as he was away. Soon he came back, dried off, and sat down next to you. Lighting the joint he offered it to you first so you could get a nice buzz going. Eagerly obliging, you breathed in the smoke and exhaled slowly into the air. Passing the joint he took it and smoked a drag of it.

"Crazy night huh? Wild party man. Glad to be here for the summer though. Gonna get me a part-time pizza job here. Won't be like Surfer Boy Pizza but I will just have to manage I guess."

He sighed as he handed you the joint. You couldn't help but giggle as you took another drag and handed it back.

"Nah that's okay you finish it. I've already had two and a half joints tonight," he told you with a glazed-out look in his eyes.

His hair was just too damn beautiful. Bravely, you reached out and touched it before taking another drag of it and giggled.

"I love your hair, Argyle."

"Uh, thanks. You can touch it that's cool. So what's on your mind?"

"Just you. I want to get to know you better."

Argyle looked all mellowed out as he sat next to you with a look of contentment on his face as you ran your fingers through his silky black locks.

"Oh well, that's nice. I want to get to know you too."

Moving in closer to him, you went in for the kill and kissed him. Pulling away you took one final drag before putting the joint out. Argyle kissed back, deepening it as you got up slightly, straddled his lap, and kissed him again. As you began grinding on his lap he softly gasped. You just wanted to feel good and if he was getting turned on in the process, then even better, it was a win/win.

“I’m so wet finger me Argyle. Please. Just finger fuck me. That's all I want,” you pleaded against his lips before biting his lip.

“Fuck. I uh sure. These tights though you wanna take them off, maybe?”

“Just rip them. I'm not wearing any underwear so…” you bravely stated.

“Yeah uh fuck. Just didn't expect this to happen, dude. I um sure.”

Taking off your heels you threw them to the side and let Argyle eagerly rip your fishnets. You had already made his denim-clad thigh wet with your juices and hoped he didn't mind. Knowing it was Argyle he probably didn't. To just feel good and soak his fingers with your cum was all that was on your mind at the moment and your only desire.

“Mm fuck, you are so wet already Y/N,” he praised you as Argyle fingered your slick entrance now that your tights were out of the way.

Wasting no time, he went to work with two thick fingers moving them knuckle-deep inside your tight entrance, his fingers already getting drenched with your slickness. He worked with scissor-like movements inside you filling you to the hilt with his expertly skilled digits.

“Oh fuck ya fuck me harder, faster!” You demanded as your lips locked around his throat.

As he obeyed your commands, you rode his fingers fucking yourself silly on them, hoping he was enjoying this as much as you were. If his groans were any indicator of how he was feeling, then it was safe to say he was quite satisfied so far.

“That's so good for me. What a good girl,” he praised you as he added a third finger filling you up.

“Mm yes fuck me so good with your fingers. Fuck!” You cried out loudly and with extreme pleasure, not wanting him to stop or for this moment to end.

You just wanted to savor this and enjoy this moment. Argyle had the perfect touch and skilled fingers. It was the best feeling and the sensations he was making you feel were incredible.

“You close?” He whispered huskily into your ear as you cried against his shoulder and gyrated your hips even faster on his fingers as they worked in tandem on your special spot. “Yes. Fuck Argyle, you are so fucking good at that!” You practically screamed.

His lips met yours sealing them in a kiss as he fingered you deeper and faster than before, making squelching sounds as he pleasured you. Your tongue found him and tangled against his, as you had the sexiest kissing of your life.

“Oh fuck! Gonna shit! Fuck!” You loudly declared as you felt your orgasm nearing about to push you over the edge.

This was your first orgasm from contact with another human. There was no going back now, nor did you want to. It made you crave this connection and sense of companionship even more with someone else.

“Fuck, are you cumming? So fucking good for me,” Argyle commended you as he let you ride out your orgasm on his fingers.

“Mm oh fuck! So good!” You boasted before you kissed him again.

Sliding his fingers out of you he gave you a smirk. Before he could do or say anything else, you took his fingers sucking them clean. Moments later, he pulled you in for a kiss.

The day after, you just relaxed and spent time on the couch binge-watching the show Golden Girls and baking/eating snacks. It was a chill day, and you were still reeling from the prior night with Argyle. After your interaction with Argyle, you spoke to Jeff from Corroded Coffin and exchanged numbers. The next day you would be at the community pool, hopefully getting a job there. Heather, being your sister, would be a damn good guarantee you would land that lifeguard position.

Waking up bright and early the next day, you got up and stretched, then made breakfast of a latte, mixed berry waffles topped with whipped cream and chocolate chips. Heather was still sleeping but by the time you had showered and shaved, then dressed in a one-piece red bikini, she was up and grabbing some coffee and a quick waffle on the way out the door. You get your red heart-shaped sunglasses and towel and put an oversized white tee shirt over your bathing suit.

Soon you were on your way with Heather to the local pool and blasting some Def Leppard. It was a nice day out and sunny. Steve was sure to be there and he was pretty hot. Billy would be there too though and had the final say on who would get the summer lifeguard positions. With any luck, Billy would take to you like a fish to water.

“Look, don't get your hopes up. I am a total shoo-in for a lifeguard job this summer, but just be aware Billy isn't always in the best of moods. Just be careful around him,” she cautioned as her hair blew in the breeze as she drove.

“Yeah, sure. I can take care of myself but you know thanks for looking out and everything,” you cattily responded.

She scoffed at your reaction as she got on the street of Hawkins Pool. Arriving at the pool you walked in through the side gate with Heather in the lead making her way to the lifeguards and hopefuls standing by the pool. Billy awarded you with a big mega-watt smile as you made your way over to him in your red flip-flops. They squelched slightly on the wet ground. Even though he was drunk at the party, the night prior being Keg King and all you were certain he recognized you.

This was going to be a long summer indeed….

Chapter 2

I get off on you

A call with Jeff leads to some good times. Steve invites you to the movies and you give him the date of a lifetime.

Everyone exchanged numbers that day at the pool and your first day on the job was eventful and a bit exciting. Billy was the best at his job and your sister even got off your back, not embarrassing you for once. Most of the kids at the pool were easy going and no one almost drowned that day. Karen Wheeler and the rest of the older women ogled Billy but that was always typical of them and there was nothing new there.

Deciding to take a bath when you got home you called Jeff just to see how he was doing and what was up. After just two rings he answered happy to talk to you.

“Hey Y/N. How's your summer starting? I had practice today. Eddie runs a tight ship but it was fine. Hope you are relaxing,” he told you sounding earnest.

“I'm fine just taking a bath and enjoying a wine spritzer. I'm glad practice went well hope there's a new show soon at the Hideout right?”

“Yeah, we should have one soon will let you know if Eddie doesn't first. Well, that sounds good. I hope you are enjoying your bath.”

You played with the bubbles and relaxed trying to fully enjoy yourself as you leaned against your inflatable waterproof neck pillow.

“You must get tons of groupies. Although I'm sure you have a girlfriend, right?”

“I guess but not as much as the other guys, especially Eddie. Do you have someone special in your life? I've been single a while though actually.”

“No, I don’t have anyone at the moment. I've just been playing the field nothing serious. Going on vacation soon though.”

“Oh, that sounds good.”

Your fingers moved to your inner thighs rubbing and caressing them even making soft and lewd noises as you stayed on the phone with Jeff hoping he could hear you.

“Umm, everything okay over there?” He asked sounding a bit concerned.

“Yeah, I'm fine. I would like to unwind though I had a long day. Kinda stressful. You know what I mean.”

“Could I help you relax better?”

“Sure. Just talk dirty to me,” you responded boldly.

“Really? No girl has ever asked that of me before. I could oblige though…”

You moved your fingers to your slick entrance teasing yourself down there with your pointer and middle fingers tracing over your clit teasing it wanting to feel good. And if no one else at the moment could make you feel that way then this would have to do but would be even better with guided instruction. Your core tightened as you teased yourself.

“Yeah I want that,” you replied bluntly.

“Fuck. Are you touching yourself?” He huskily asked you.

“Yeah teasing my clit,” you mewled.

“Okay good. Mind if I take off an article of clothing?”

“I want you to.”

You could hear Jeff fiddling with what sounded like his belt buckle. Then you heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper being unzipped. Next, you heard a slight ruffling noise.

“Just relax for me too Jeff. Just make yourself feel good. Want to have you stroke your cock,” you requested knowing he probably wouldn't be able to deny your request. “Already on it.”

He freed his cock from his boxers and relaxed as he man spread. Meanwhile, you were fingering yourself with one slick finger rubbing circles on your clit in a clockwise motion. It felt incredible, especially knowing Jeff was pleasing himself and getting off as you touched yourself.

“Okay tell me what you are doing now. I’m using one finger on my clit and it feels perfect,” you told him in a whimpery tone.

“I’m stroking the base of my cock and getting hard for you. God feels amazing!” He boasted as he stroked.

You added another finger and made scissor-like motions as you teased your sensitive bud.

“Sounds good. I bet your cock is so big and hard,” you teased Jeff playfully as you moved your fingers inside in rapid thrusts arching your hips and even grabbing a pillow nearby to hump against.

“Oh yeah? What are you doing? Please tell me you are using your fingers.”

“Sure am. Feels so good. And I’m humping a pillow. I’ve got two fingers inside. Fuck!” You cried out.

“Fuck yeah. Keep working your fingers as I stroke my hard cock. Tell me what you want to do to me if you were here,” he begged. “Lubing up my cock now,” he softly told you as he got his bottle of lotion and rubbed some on his cock to use it to get better friction.

“I want to suck your big cock as I'm down on my knees and I’m rubbing one out or using a toy on myself with vibrations. Fuck I want to kiss and lick your pretty cock,” you whined as you thrust your fingers harder and humped the pillow even faster now.

Jeff’s groans were becoming more vocal now and you could hear them distinctly. His cock was probably so beautiful and so big. There was no way you could take all of him inside your mouth, but you would try your best to.

“Good. Sounds perfect. I want all that. Shove my cock down your throat and watch you blow me. We can even 69. I want to taste that delicious pussy. Eat you out and use my fingers to prove to you that guitarists have the best fingers,” he boasted.

“Mm yes, I want that. You as my rockstar. I need it so badly,” you whined now on your stomach and humping your pillow harshly as your fingers pressed against your clit in nice clockwise circles.

At the same time, Jeff was stroking himself even faster the sound of slick as he rubbed his cock and rubbed his shaft with pre cum coating it.

“Want to rock your world? Make you want my cock nonstop,” Jeff gruffly spoke as his pretty cries could be heard through the phone.

You moved your fingers so fast wanting to chase your high and wanting to fuck yourself through your orgasm. Jeff had the same idea as he got himself closer to his release by bucking faster into his palm.

“Getting so close. Feels amazing,” you whimpered very loudly not holding back now.

“I wanna hear the pretty noises you make as you come undone,” Jeff begged you.

Neither of you would last much longer as you fingered yourself with reckless abandon and Jeff fucked his cock with his hand senselessly.

“Mm yes want to have you cum all over my face and I want to squirt all over your fingers and mouth as you finger me and eat me out,” you moaned with extreme pleasure as you felt your high about to bring you over the edge.

“Mm yeah fuck yes need to taste your sweet pussy and all your juices as you take my cock as deep as you can and take all my cum,” he proclaimed grunting as he told you this his cum shooting out and his load spilling all over him.

“Yes gonna cum for you!” You whined as you moaned loudly through your orgasm letting it crash over you.

Days later you get a call from Steve out of the blue. You only had several work days at the pool training as a professionally licensed lifeguard. You had hung out before no big deal. He was calling for something though and you couldn’t wait to find out what it was.

“Hello Y/N?”

“Yes, Steve?”

“Wanted to know if you were free this weekend. How about Sunday we go to a movie together? I was thinking maybe that new movie Ferris Bueller’s Day Off?”

“Sure sounds fun. I would like that Steve.”

“Don’t worry I’ll buy all the snacks and your ticket. The showing I was looking into going to is at 330.”

“Thanks but I’ll pay my way. I’ll buy my ticket but you can buy the food and drinks.”

“Sounds great.”

You talked for a few more minutes about work, the summer, holiday plans, etc.

When Sunday came you dressed up nice and put on some makeup tans and browns mainly and white lipstick. For your outfit, you decided on a spiked choker, matching bracelet, white fishnets, platform wedge boots, a red micro skirt, a purple thong, a Dio cut tank top and no bra with black denim ripped battle jacket complete with heavy metal pins and patches including Dio, Motley Crue, Poison, Def Leppard, Joan Jett, The Plasmatics, Ramones, Metallica, Judas Priest, Black Flag, etc.

“Hi beautiful,” was the first thing you heard Steve say as you met up with him in your driveway and got into his maroon Volvo.

“Hi, Steve. Can't wait to see this movie.”

“Nice. Well, I can’t wait either. Happy to take you.”

It was only 3 in the afternoon and the movie theater was nearby. As you drove for a bit you turned on the radio to Poisons talk dirty to me playing.

“Well, here we are.”

“Yep here we are,” you said.

Getting out of the car he went to the passenger side and opened your door for you. Soon you were in the theater and got snacks from the concession stands. You got a large pink lemonade with two bendy straws to share and sour gummy bears, red vines, red licorice, popcorn with extra butter and salt, with caramel corn too. In your seats, you sat back enjoying the previews taking notice of the upcoming movies like Aliens and Stephen King’s Stand By Me.

The candy was good and so was the popcorn. The drink was also refreshing. There were only about ten other people at the cinema showing and not many were near you and less than half of those people rows behind you. Nudging Steve soon after the movie began you got his attention and he smiled at you.

“Yeah? Everything ok?” He asked solemnly as Steve leaned in closer to you.

“Fine. The drinks and snacks are great. Thanks.”

He nodded and then focused again on the movie laughing a bit at a funny scene with Ferris Bueller and his sister.

About ten minutes later you nudged him again.

“Yes?” He asked softly as he looked at you with his beautiful eyes.

“I want to make you feel good Steve.”

He smiled wanly at you and swallowed hard.

“Okay, sure. How do you wanna do that?”

“A hand job maybe. Just get hard for me big boy.”

“Fuck. Right now? You are seriously coming onto me in a movie with people around? I’ve never done anything like this with people around except at a party…” He trailed off as he looked around making sure no one was looking on or listening nearby. No one appeared to be paying any attention though everyone was focused on the movie it seemed like.

Putting your hand on his denim-clad thigh you smiled and squeezed his upper right leg.

“Yes, I want to give you a handjob.”

He nodded his approval and licked his lips wetting them.

“Yeah of course. Fuck that would be amazing.”

He was so pent up and getting hard as he undid his black leather belt and unzipped his jeans.

“Mm you are so big Stevie,” you whispered into his ear as he freed his cock from its confines.

Sealing Steve’s lips in a kiss you moved your fingers up his leg and to his waist and his happy trail feeling a patch of hair he had there. His cock was gorgeous. Big and thick. It made your mouth practically water just at the sight of it. Even though you had never done something like this ever before you felt safe with him. Even safer with him than you ever did any other guy.

“Oh fuck. You sure about this?” He loudly whispered back as a funny part in the movie happened and the small crowd was laughing hysterically.

“Yes. I want to do this.”

Your response was bold and you were calculated in your movements as you moved your hand down lower. His boxer briefs were baby blue and he looked so sexy. Steve’s eyes locked with yours as you went right to work not wasting a second as you stroked him from the base to the tip and then repeated your actions. His couth was mouth-watering and you licked your lips as you stroked earning whimpers from Steve.

“Fuck yeah just like that. Fuck!” He seethed through clenched teeth as you stroked him at a steady pace.

Deciding to spice things up you took out a small bottle of unscented lotion from your purse and opened it. You squirted a generous amount onto your hand and stroked him again this time getting more friction with the lotion being used as a lubricant now. He seemed to love it and met your lips in a kiss with tongue and so much passion. His cock was one of the biggest and as you cupped his balls with your other hand his whimpers turned to groans for you.

Looking deeply into each other’s eyes you watched Steve as he bit and licked his lips. You pumped him faster and harder earning growls from him. Getting on your knees you looked up at him with wide eyes full of wonder as pre-cum began to form on the tip of his big cock. He was the most well-endowed man at least to you. Steve man spread even wider for you as you worked your magic with your fingers your eyes trained on his never leaving his gaze.

“Oh fuck!” He seethed through clenched teeth as he bucked his hips erratically needy and aching for more eager to chase his high.

You put your finger to your lips in a shushing motion as Steve scoffed at you teasing him before you mouthed

“Shh Steve. Cum for me,” you beckoned.

He ran his fingers through his locks of hair not even caring if anyone noticed or heard at this point. Steve just wanted to cum and empty his full balls now. Sure enough moments later his stomach muscles tightened as he began to cum for you. Panting as he came down from his high you got back into your seat and cleaned his cum using the Kleenex’s from your purse you had for emergencies. After you used hand sanitizer.

Steve leaned in close and whispered in your ear “Thank you so much.”

He then left a kiss on your cheek and you laid your head on his shoulder for the rest of the movie.

After the movies and being dropped off at home you called Nancy just to talk. She picked up on the second ring. You could hear her TV on in the background and Barb laughing.

“Hey!”

“Hi Nance. So I went on an awesome date with Steve yesterday. It won’t be weird right that I went out with him? Not sure if it will happen again you know but he’s really nice and I like him a lot so far..” you trailed off. Even though Nancy had only been on one date with Steve before you didn’t want this to come in between your friendship with her.

“No, it’s fine. I’m just here with Barb we were doing manicures and pedicures. You should come over.”

“Oh yeah, maybe we can have a sleepover sometime soon.”

“Definitely. And Barb says hi. Right Barb?” She called out.

“Hi Y/N!”

“So what happened on the date anything I should know about?”

“Well I had phone sex with Jeff nights ago but what happened with Steve was much more interesting.”

“Oh wow. Yes, tell me about Steve. I need the details.”

“We went to see Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. We were near the back sitting in the middle of the row. I bought my ticket but he bought all the snacks and the drinks too. During the movie, I jerked him off.”

“You mean a hand job? To King Steve? And phone sex with Jeff from Corroded Coffin. Wow. How was it?”

“Magnificent. He came for me. I mean both of them did.”

“That is huge news.”

Barb grabbed the phone from Nancy.

“So you rocked Steve’s world and Jeff’s too?”

“Sure did. And soon I’m going to go out shopping for sex toys. At that adult store, Edwina works out. But then there’s a Corroded Coffin show soon after that I really wanna see. You and Barb maybe wanna come?”

“Yes!” They both said in unison as they held the phone to their ears.

“For moral support of course.”

“Right,” they agreed together.

After talking a few more minutes you hung up and began making plans for what you would wear to go to the sex shop. After you went over to Nancy’s place to hang out with her and Barb. Sex toy shopping and getting your first toy. It would hopefully be magical.

to list soundtrack

Talk dirty to me by poison.

whore by in this moment and turn you

Rock you like a hurricane the scorpions.

sweet tooth and special pets by step

fever by bfmv

Crave by fate destroyed.

Summer Breeze medley reprise and Cinnamon Girl by type of negative

endless summer by the midnight

I get off and special by Halestorm.

closer violet Orlandi

Submit William Control

Worship me living dead girl.

Deftones sex tape

Come undone bad omens cover

crazy bitch buckcherry

beautiful by HIM

bitches brew by crosses

master and servant & dangerous by Depeche mode

I want your video by Djo

Feel like making love bad company.

Tainted Love by Manson

Adidas by Korn all day long I dream about sex

Pour some sugar on me by def leppard

Come by prince

2 become 1 Spice Girls

Break my body and scream by New Year's Day.

hatefuck and rats by now

hot love and hot rockin by judas priest

cherry bomb by the Runaways

Do you wanna touch and I wanna be your dog, Joan Jett.

Let's put the X in sex by kiss.

like a virgin Crue cover and sex

deep throat by cupcake

just tonight by the pretty reckless

wasps animal fuck like a beast

me so horny by 2 live crew

self-indulgence and petite morte by Razakel

Amber sexual li da dee and this is your night.

UMC what is love cover?

bad medicine Bon Jovi

porn star dancing my darkest days

So happy I could die by Lady Gaga

cola Lana del Rey

lips like morphine kill Hannah

warrant cherry pie

Willa Ford, I wanna be bad.

french kissing Sarah Connor

body 2 body by Samantha Mumba

hot and just a little by play

Beggin and I wanna be your slave and own my mind by Maneskin.

going to hell and going down by Pretty Reckless

conflicted and buzz by Halestorm

climax by DJO

Rock Star Beau and Summer Nights by Cassie Steele

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[hellcheer-heaven]

@hellcheerweek Hellcheer Week: Day 8 prompt - Scare Actor

Hellcheer Shenanigans: Down to Clown

Eddie needed to make a little extra money, so he worked as a scare actor for a haunted maze during the month of October. Halloween was the busiest night and he fun spooking everyone that walked through his section. The last person he expected to come by was Chrissy.

Also Robin’s big debut, yay!

[stranger-ships-set-sail]

I love the idea that no matter who is shipped with Chrissy Cunningham, they will protect her at all costs and actually kill for her. Here’s how they would do it.

Nancy, Jonathan, and Jason - Guns

Steve - Nail bat

Robin - Molotov cocktails

Eddie - Broken bottles or a switchblade knife

Billy - Brute strength

Argyle - Mow someone down with the Pizzamobile.

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

@steddieangstyaugust Day 19 - Music Monday: Careless Whisper – George Michael

i’m challenging myself to keep all these at either 127 or 1,270 words each, see day one for more of an explanation!

“‘S.H's SEX MEX’?” Steve’s head whips around, staring wide-eyed at the tape in Eddie’s hand. “What’s this, Harrington?”

“None of your business, that’s what.” Steve stalks back to Eddie’s desk, moving to snatch the tape from him.

Eddie pulls it out of reach. “Lemme guess, George Michael’s saxophone-y stylings are heavily featured.”

It's weird, he thinks, that a song about cheating is already starting to find it's way onto these exact types of tapes but, to each their own.

Plus: Steve goes pink. Bingo.

“No. Shut up.” He swipes for it again.

“Nah uh uh–OOF!” Eddie’s teasing is cut short when Steve fully tackles him to the ground.

He stares dumbly up at him, every bit of his body that’s pinned under Steve feels like it’s on fire.

Steve snatches the tape from his hand and sits up, straddling Eddie’s legs in triumph.

“HA! Take that, Muns—”

“OooOHhhh! The fallen King falls lower! Caught in the lap of the town freak!” Tommy Hagan’s dumb freckled face sneers from the doorway.

Steve twists around at the sound of Tommy’s voice (a move that doesn't help Eddie’s ‘cute boy in his lap’ problem in the slightest), turns back to give Eddie another panicked look, then bolts up and out the door, face red as a stoplight.

“Think you’re real cool for gettin’ Stevie in your freak flock, Munson?”

“Didn’t think you still cared about Stevie, Hagan.” Eddie says, standing and brushing himself off, “Looked to me like you dropped him the second you had a new piece of ass to follow around.” He’s been getting some vibes from both Hagan and Hargrove ever since the latter arrived in Hawkins.

Pink Dalmatian is… well, Eddie wouldn’t say it’s a good look for Tommy, but it’s... different. “Shut the fuck up, Munson!”

“Oh yeah? Or what, you’ll sick your beefy boyfriend on me?” Eddie shrugs, nonchalant, “Gotta warn you though, I might like it.” he grins.

Tommy goes pinker, then leaves too, steam streaming out his ears.

Eddie’s decided he hates this fuckin’ mall.

Jameson’s record shop down on Main is already pricing down their stock to compete with the Sam Goody that’s opened up a couple doors down from here, and they’ve been sellin' music since Wayne was a kid 100 years ago!

Stupid fuckin’ mall.

In the middle of vowing to never set foot in this brightly-lit hellscape after he’s finished with his sundae, who should walk in but Steve Harrington.

Steve Harrington. In a sailor suit. Just walked into Scoops Ahoy. Blue shorts, tall socks, matching fuckin shoes. Jesus H. Christ.

And what’s worse? The moment Eddie had looked up, the moment Steve set foot across the threshold, what should start playing over the speakers but the cheesy saxophone intro to Careless Fuckin’ Whisper.

Steve walks behind the counter, waves goodbye to whoever it was that he’s taking over for, and grabs a bucket. 

Eddie, the only person in here at 2:15pm on a Wednesday, watches as he starts methodically wiping down all the tables.

He glances up at some point and gives Eddie a tight-lipped smile before getting back to it. 

It knocks Eddie out of his reverie and he goes back to his now-soupy sundae. 

He hears Steve shuffle away at some point, but he’s not about to be caught staring again. 

The thought of what Steve’s ass looks like in those shorts almost breaks him but he stays strong, swirling his spoon around in his melted cup of goo.

He’s about to cut his losses and try to sneak a peek when a voice pipes up from in front of him.

“Thought you might need some of these.” Steve says, holding out a short stack of napkins.

“Uh.. thanks?” Eddie says, taking them.

“No problem.” Then he’s gone. 

Why would he think Eddie needed—- oh Jesus fucking Christ.

Eddie’s got a glob of vanilla ice cream melting down the front of his shirt. 

“God fuckin’---” he scrubs at the spot futilely, the flimsy napkins disintegrating against the fabric. 

The sundae’s in the trash not long after, along with his pride.

After spring break from hell, after the bats, the hospital, the NDAs, managing to come out the other side with not one but, what, 11? more friends, he and Steve are teetering on the edge of something.

Chrissy and Robin had gotten very close in the immediate aftermath of the former’s ill-fated trip to the Munson abode, bonding at first over Blondie, then over movies, then milkshakes, and kisses and– you get the idea.

He and Steve had somehow ended up on a weird duplicate of the same path. There was bonding over Dio of all things, over Star Wars, then over the ‘Ring Lord’ books as Steve liked to call them; now all that’s left to do is the date stuff if they’re gonna follow in their platonic soulmates’ footsteps.

And no matter what he’s seen happen in this stupid fuckin’ town, that’s not something he can even fathom happening.

Until.

“Hey Eds, what’re you doing on Friday night?”

Eddie shrugs, still half-focused on the miniature he’s painting for Will. “You’re lookin’ at it, Steve-o.” another touch of purple there… “Why?”

“Wanna come over? We can pick up take out from Enzo’s and watch a movie..?”

Why’s he sound so weird? Sounds like any one of their other hangouts, except the Enzo’s, that’s new. He looks up at Steve, a weird angle since he’s on the floor in front of the coffee table and Steve’s still on the couch. “Sure, sounds fun, but why Enzo’s?”

Steve’s cheeks look brighter, “I dunno, I’ve been craving fettuccine, we can get pizza if you want…?”

“Nah man, just get me some garlic bread and I’m good.” Eddie grins, going back to his work. Steve seems to relax further into the couch.

Until.

Eddie knocks on Steve’s door at 6pm on Friday evening. He scratches a spot on his arm under his jacket sleeve, wonders again why Wayne insisted Eddie not wear his favorite holey jeans and cut-off Black Sabbath tee.

Steve opens the door, “Hey! Eddie..”

“Hey Steve, you look nice.” he’s wearing a button-down shirt, odd. “What’s with the shirt?”

He looks down at himself, “Oh, just what I had left in my closet. C’mon in man..”

They’re halfway through their pasta when it hits him.

Like snapping out of a daydream, Eddie looks around.

Candles, nice shirt, pasta, wine that Steve apologized for because he “Ran out of beer, sorry.”...

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god!”

“What?!”

Eddie looks up from his plate to Steve’s face. There’s a bit of sauce on his lip. “This is a date.” he breathes.

Steve’s expression shifts from confusion to embarrassment. He puts his fork down. “Um.. Yeah. It is, that okay?”

He jerks up out of his seat and all but runs around the end of the table to pull Steve out of his. 

“Look, I’m sor—” he’s cut off by Eddie’s lips on his.

“You.” another kiss. “You took me on a date.” another. “What the fuck, Steve.”

Steve’s grinning brightly now, “Yeah, I did.”

Eddie kisses him again. “I can’t believe my uncle knew before me.”

After, when they’re lying sticky and satisfied in Steve’s bed, Eddie remembers something. “I can’t believe you sexed me up without your ‘SEX MEX’.” he laughs.

Steve does too, reaching over Eddie to push a button on his stereo. 

Those damn saxophones are at it again, crooning at them both. 

“I didn’t want to accidentally ruin the mood,” Steve admits.

Eddie laughs, “Consider the mood reignited, big boy.”

uhhh this one turned out more fun/fluffy than angsty... i'm pretty sure the only angst in it is the teasing at the beginning...... but i think i needed it after all the other angst i've been writing/reading this month.. so consider this some levity!!

see the collection on ao3!

[st-loveconfessions]

Firstly, this is such a cute little idea, so shoutout to the mods here! And secondly, a shoutout to some of my favorite Stranger Things blogs. <3 Highly recommend these blogs, the mods are so nice from what I've seen and they have some of the funniest/best takes.

@shieldofiron @corrodedcorpses @hellfire--cult @harringroveera @lovebillyhargrove @camaro-and-smokes

[munsonson]

What instantly turns you off from a Stranger Things fic? For me it’s anything villainizing Nancy, particularly in Steve stories. It bugs me so much.

[shieldofiron]

Stranger things Ships + Whose Line

[astorytotellyourfriends]

2024 fic roundup

(last year's post)

completed:

01.08 i crave the texture of your skin (billy/steve, rated e, 4.4k)

Steve's a little needy and Billy hates loves it.

01.28 what scares me the most (chrissy/eddie, rated g, 2k)

Eddie's eyes drift over to the calendar on the far wall of the kitchen, his blood rushing in his ears as realization finally hits him like a speeding bullet. It's Wayne's birthday.

02.01 my body featuring your lips (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 5.2k)

Chrissy can't stop staring at Eddie's mouth.

02.08 if the fates allow (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 26.9k)

The best way to spend Christmas is 3000 miles away from home, right?

02.13 miles apart (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 7.3k)

Dating long distance is hard.

02.22 what are the chances (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 2.1k)

Everything is perfect. Her dress is just how she imagined it would be, her makeup is exquisite and the veil on her head complements her strawberry-blonde curls without overshadowing them. She turns to the side and presses her hand to her stomach, practically a flat line thanks to the corset top of her dress. She looks like a princess. All that's missing is her prince.

03.21 wouldn't have it any other way (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 3.6k)

When Chrissy closes the garage door and faces the little hallway leading back to the kitchen, realization hits her: she knows exactly why Mary's friends were giggling and whispering so much. Can't really blame them, she thinks to herself, Eddie's still got it.

04.04 what fates do we share (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 7.5k)

Not that Laura Cunningham would ever set foot in Palace Arcade. Come to think of it, Eddie's not sure if he's ever seen the younger Cunningham running around this place, either. Chrissy picking up her little brother is the only reason he can come up with for why she'd even come here in the first place, which only further piques his curiosity. What are you doing here, Cunningham?

04.09 such a happy mess (chrissy/eddie, rated t, 2.7k)

Eddie's snoring isn't a new phenomenon, but Chrissy's insomnia certainly is.

04.11 little freaks under the bleachers (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 2.2k)

Eddie doesn't see her at first. He catches a glimpse of a figure under the bleachers and his first thought is goddammit that's my spot.

04.16 knee deep in the passenger seat (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 3.9k)

"If I didn't know better," he muses, "I'd think you were taking me to Starcourt." She hums, pursing her lips together to keep from laughing at her secret being found out. It's not all that great of a secret anyway, since there's nothing else to do all the way out here, but there was something of a thrill in not only being the driver for once but being able to keep the destination a mystery.

04.25 you showed up just in time (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 8.5k)

Eddie's not exactly looking forward to a seventeen hour bus trip, but things are definitely looking up when a cute strawberry-blonde stranger chooses to sit across the aisle from him.

05.09 two hands between legs (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 7.5k)

Chrissy wants to try something new but she might need a little help mustering up the courage to do it.

05.19 you won the war (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 1.6k)

Chrissy used his full name, so Eddie must be in trouble, right? Problem is, he has absolutely no idea what he could've done.

05.28 from across the ballroom floor (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 4.6k)

Hosting an event for the ton as a newly-married couple is an honor, both Eddie and Chrissy are well aware of this. However... perhaps they were a little rash in the decision to leave their honeymoon behind.

06.17 i pretend you're mine all the damn time (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 3.1k)

Chrissy knows Eddie wants her, but does he want her? Is he only in this for the sex or does he have deeper feelings too?

07.04 i heard you like magic (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 4.3k)

Eddie comes home a day early from tour to surprise Chrissy, but she's got a surprise of her own.

07.11 lose/lose (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 8.6k)

Not even a hundred years of afterlife could've prepared Chrissy for Cupid's arrow piercing what's left of her heart. She may not like it, and she may deny it if asked, but deep down she knows there's more to her obsession with Eddie than just hunger.

08.13 i'd never go (i just want to be invited) (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 15.2k)

Everyone says that going to the Oscars for the first time is the most important night of your life in Hollywood, but for Eddie and Chrissy, it's just the beginning.

08.29 love is just a currency (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 134k)

When she graduated high school, Chrissy Cunningham thought she knew how her life was going to turn out: college, marriage, the whole nine yards. But now it's five years later and nothing in her life went according to plan. Least of all running into Eddie Munson in a way she definitely never saw coming. or ... a HellCheer OnlyFans AU.

10.26 face to face with someone new (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 6.8k)

Chrissy shows up at the amusement park where Eddie's working as a scare actor, and he can't fucking believe it.

11.05 lost boys like me are free (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 55.1k)

Chrissy stows away on a pirate ship to reclaim the family heirlooms that Captain Eddie Munson stole from her, but she soon discovers that maybe going back home isn't what she wants at all.

12.05 moonlight of my life (every night) (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 10.6k)

Chrissy didn't think she'd bother any of her new roommates with her less than ideal sleeping habits, but as it turns out, Eddie's not bothered at all. In fact, he's more than happy to join her on those long, otherwise lonely nights.

12.10 make our dead friends blush (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 18.9k)

The longer she looks, the more she could swear she's seen these eyes before. They've never stared back at her like this. She's never felt the heat of their gaze. They were always cold. Unblinking. Gray. Chrissy gasps. "Eddie?"

12.17 dirty sweet (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 27.4k)

A warm, masculine chuckle fills her ears over the crowd. Chrissy's breath catches and she drops her phone onto her chest, swallowing down a soft yelp of surprise. "That's my girl," a low voice drawls.

12.24 his kiss, the riot (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 8.6k)

She's pleased to see that she isn't the only one in costume, but after no more than ten seconds of looking around at her peers, she realizes something. Eddie lied.

wips:

06.04 i lied to you (but i never needed to) (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 32.4k)

After an accident that almost cost him his life, Eddie needs to heal a lot more than just his broken bones. He needs to face the demons he's been hiding from for years, keeping them at bay with drugs and alcohol. When Chrissy signs on to be his physical therapist, she knows from the get-go that this isn't going to be easy, but she's determined not to let Eddie give anything less than 100%. What neither of them expect is for Eddie to help her heal, too.

12.31 last night's clothes & tomorrow's dreams (chrissy/eddie, rated e, 47.4k)

Eddie's no stranger to the life of a rockstar and all that goes with it, including having his pick of pretty much any woman he wants for a night. Chrissy, on the other hand, has no idea what she's getting herself into when she joins her friend backstage at a Corroded Coffin gig.

total fics: 28

total number of words: 464,042 (according to AO3 stats, but really it's 284,305 if i subtract the chapters of WIPs i posted in 2023)

this year was a lil rougher on me writing-wise than last year, but that's okay! i'm very proud that i finished several of my big wips (like the onlyfans au!! omg!!) and i feel confident that the two i'm going into 2025 with will be finished before this time next year!! (at least i hope so 🤞)

[runraerun]

🧚 hey! it’s dangerous to go alone…

make sure you take your platonic soulmate with you!✨

[harringroveera]

Their friends just want them to shut up sometimes