#hellcheer fanfiction

[ymaohoh]

top hellcheer AU's

part 2

[a-strange-inkling]

He pulls her into a warm, deep embrace, burying his face in her neck, her hair. Chrissy gasps in delight, holding him tight, breathing him in, feeling as though her heart could burst.

So this is what it’s supposed to feel like.

Lingering a moment more, she moves to sit up while he falls back to lay back on the mattress, arms spread out on either side of him. Some of his ecstasy still lingering apparently.

“The others will be here soon,” she tells him, glancing at the clock, only to hear him chuckling behind her.

She glances over her shoulder, habitually tucking her knees up to her chest.

“What?” she asks, giggling at the sight of him laying flat like that, all spread out, his eyes closed contentedly, laughing to himself.

“Give me a minute, okay?” he says between breaths. “I just nailed the Queen of Hawkins High last night.”

“Oh my God, Eddie,” she whispers to herself, feeling her whole body flushing so violently she has to hide her face in her hands.

He only chuckles all the louder, clearly not sorry at all. She whips around in annoyance, crawling over him purposefully, taking his chin in her hand, giving it a firm little shake. “I’ll let you have your moment, but never,” she chokes on a laugh as he feigns to listen very, very intently, a mischievous, eager glint in his eyes. She presses on regardless, trying valiantly to be serious and stern. “Ever phrase it like that again.”

“No?” he asks with a snicker, a pleasantly warm hand sliding up her thigh, all the tingles returning in full force. “How would you like me to phrase it?”

Her mouth forms a line as she tries not to give him the pleasure of a smile, releasing his chin. “I don’t know…but not like that.” she concludes snootily, swatting his reaching, grabby hand away playfully.

He leans up, snagging the back of her neck and kissing her slow and savoring. She moans in surrender, easing slowly back down against the bed as he rolls on top of her. He’s just short of crushing her, but she only revels under the weight of his body.

“I’m sorry,” he chastises himself, peppering her with doting little kisses she would have never thought him capable of all up and down her face. “I made sweet, sweet love to the Queen of Hawkins High last night. That better?”

She makes a disapproving sound in the back of her throat as she pinches softly up and down his ribs, causing him to break out into a fit of warm intoxicating laughter.

[rose-n-gunses]

life moves too slowly (to hold you down)

Chrissy often felt like she was an actress playing one long game of Yes, And, just going along with whatever people asked of her. Going to Indiana State has been a yes, and? So had moving in with Jason, which opened up a whole new can of things she knew she would wind up agreeing to.

Calling Nancy back the day after Thanksgiving had been the first time since she could remember that Chrissy had said yes to something big that she wanted. Even though it was a quiet yes, undetectable to those directing the stageplay of her life until she completely flipped the script by actually leaving, it was her yes.

OR

Chrissy has an unexpected run-in with an old friend on her way to start a new life.

[staceymcgillicuddy]

in the shape of a girl | art post

Word Count: 12,762 Archive Warnings: No archive warnings apply Rating:  Explicit Pairing(s): Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson Character(s): Chrissy Cunningham, Eddie Munson Tags:  Alternate Universe - No Upside Down, Art school, Nude modeling, Artist Eddie Munson, Meet-cute, Fluff and smut, Cunnilingus, Vaginal sex, Post-coital cuddling, For once Jason is not the villain, It's some random guy Chrissy married and divorced, Chrissy Cunningham has a crush on Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is soft for Chrissy Cunningham Summary: Eddie hadn’t thought about Chrissy in years. Then she walked out from behind that screen and stripped out of her robe as if she’d been doing it all her life, at which point he realized he’d never actually known her at all. Beta Reader: Not on Tumblr, but all credit to BK who has been beta-ing for me since the before time, in the long long ago :) Fantabulous art by @artgroves (Both characters have a nipple out in their respective pieces, use your own SFW judgment, friends) Fic by @staceymcgillicuddy

[headtripparade]

[ivyodessa]

Chrissy broke up with Jason a week ago, but agreed to talk when he asked.

Instead, he pulls a gun on her.

And Eddie Munson saves her life.

I know I screamed about this yesterday but if you haven't read @boltedfruit's amazing fic, do it now! There's only one chapter but it made me so insane I had to make a moodboard about it!

[hellcheer-heaven]

I Was Her Love, She Was My Queen (NSFW)

Summary: Chrissy wants to be alone in her room. Eddie decides to comes over for a surprise visit.  She's more than happy to see him! Chrissy suddenly has a little idea in mind to make their evening memorable and Eddie is definitely going to reciprocate. 

Chrissy has her days where she just wants to be alone in her room after hours of classes and cheer practice. Of course being the good girl means that she must be a part of mealtime, which means she must listen to her mother talk. Same subjects, different day. It was always about Hawkins and the U.S. losing their morals and values. Everything and everyone else is to blame for the decline of the west. Things were clearly “much better” in Laura’s youth: Women cared about themselves, men were civilized, and children listened and obeyed. Chrissy was so sick of hearing these constant ramblings, but she has to stay put and agree. Once she’s finished, she can finally be away from people. 

Quite frankly working on her assignments, as boring as they are, gave her some semblance of peace.  Rather than reading a chapter of her assigned novel, she decided to change into a baby blue tank top and soft panties  Breathing in slowly as she lets her mind wander to anywhere but here, holding on tightly to her frilly pillow. . Even in the confines of her room, she can still sense her mother’s presence right behind the door. Chrissy sighed as she watched the twinkling stars dance just outside her window. If only she could be amongst those stars as well.

Suddenly she heard the sound of light tapping, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she looked at her Kit-Cat Klock: 2:00 a.m.  Her attention went right back to the noise, noticing small particles gently rapping the glass. She hurried over and saw the pebble tossing culprit.  Eddie waved at her, she quickly opened her window and smiled at the sight of her lover.

“Eddie you came,” she says with such happiness and relief. “Hurry and climb up here.”

The lone knight scaled the suburban castle walls to be with the banished princess.  They held on tightly to each other as they shared a beautiful and loving kiss together.

“I’m so happy to see you Eddie,” she whispered.

“Oh Chrissy, baby,” he groaned in between pecks.

Chrissy held on tightly to the mess of curls, tugging and grasping for dear life as she kissed him. His taller physique overshadowed her form, finding herself cornered by the metal head against the bright pink wall of her room. His hands squeezed the warm surface of her thighs, so soft beneath his calloused fingers.  God she tasted so delightful, strawberries mixed with cream, with just a hint of vanilla. He smelled of cigarettes and very cheap cologne, yet his mouth was as sweet as cake batter.

He was surprised at her strong grip around his neck as she attempted to deepen the kiss with her needy tongue. Yet he accepted it nonetheless, their wet appendages battled in an enticing dance of twists and twirls.  He held her up, she instinctively leaped and wrapped her legs around his body. How they managed to find the bed while locking lips was a mystery, still what matters was that they found it. She looked so soft and sweet laying upon her pastel covers, surrounded by her adorable plush toys. Eddie stuck out like a sore thumb in her room. A lump of darkness surrounded by bright pastels, posters of pretty boy heartthrobs, and fluffy friends. She needed him badly and she needed him now, tugging at the combination contraption of his belt and handcuffs.

He nervously smirked, “C-Chrissy right now? Here?”

Her fingers moved faster than expected, jaw dropping into an affectionate open smile, “No underwear, Eddie?”

He was that easy to read, “Well… I mean… it’s um… laundry day?” He wasn’t fooling anybody, “Okay, no that was a lie.”

She easily tugged his jeans off, “Lying isn’t good, Eddie.”

He played along, “Oh no, is there anything I can do to make up for it?”

She sweetly giggled as she slowly pulled on his cock, wow already a bit hard and all they did was kiss.  He felt so warm in her hand, fingers tracing the veins along his shaft. Eddie couldn’t hold back his moans, but he suddenly remembered where he was. Neither of them could risk themselves getting caught, especially here of all places. Yet the possibility excited them both, Chrissy proceeding to test out the waters again as she slowly pumped him. His moans were like music, so lovely and so welcoming to her ears.  Chrissy gingerly held on to him and batted her eyelashes.  Eddie bent down and licked at the hollow of her throat, his tongue trailing up until he reached her mouth again.  His attempts to kiss her failed the more she tugged and pulled on his member, fingertips softly caressing the pulsating head.

“Oh- Oh fuck- Chrissy,” he mewled against her neck.

“Shh, shh, keep your voice down, Eddie,” she purred, easing him onto his back.

He looked positively pretty upon the frilly blankets, it suited him well.  She laid beside him and nuzzled into his warm neck, cooing his name and how much she missed him.  Holy shit, this felt like a dream come true, this was better than what his fantasies could have conjured.  He had to touch her, his eyes drifting down to her lovely breasts hidden with her tank top.  His hands pushed up the material, making little circles along her belly.  Her chest bounced when she giggled at the cold, ticklish feeling of his rings and fingers.

“Eddie!”

“S-Sorry, I just love you so much.  Can I touch you? P-Please?”

How could anyone say no to that face? Before she could blink, her eyes widened when her room had suddenly rushed before her eyes, bouncing upon her mattress after Eddie pushed her down.  That little bastard! He knew which trick to play and she fell for it. Damn him and his chocolate button eyes! Still Chrissy certainly wasn’t complaining, especially from her angle.  Her vision was overtaken by the most erotic sight the moment he prowled towards her. His eyes never left hers even as he stripped himself of his jacket and band shirt, his nude chest glowing a soft shade of red.  Her fingers reached up to touch the bundle of hair growing along his breasts, so soft and inviting; she just wanted to get lost in that jungle.  

Like something out of a fairytale, he pecked the back of her hand, mumbling her favorite pet names, “My lady.  My princess.  My Queen.”   

If her heart could soar any higher, it would reach the stars, “I love you, Eddie.”

“I love you, Chrissy.”

He removed her last article of clothing and leaned down to kiss her once again.  Sliding down to embrace her supple flesh, delicately nibbling it before swiping it with his tongue.  Chrissy sighed blissfully, running her lithe fingers through his spiraled locks.  He fondled her breasts, caressing and cradling them in his large, ringed hands. His thumbs circled the shape of her up taut nipples, softly pulling on one while he slowly flicked the other. Chrissy stared at the beautiful fingers, tightly curling her toes as a little yelp fell out.  She needed more skin on skin action, pressing her bosoms together, looking at him with nothing but love in her eyes. Eddie followed her cleavage with a single digit, admiring the shape for a bit before letting his tongue finish for him.  The warm pulsations between her thighs heightened, especially when his curious tongue lathered up one breast, lapping and circling the shape to his heart’s content. Chrissy groaned, pushing up into the plush lips. He took initiative and captured her nipple, suckling on it slowly and delicately.  Pulling on it with precise suctions and prodding it with that snake like tongue of his.    

“Oh, ooh… fuck, Eddie…”

He moaned against her delicate and sensitive skin, offering her a tiny bite and then shushing her when she squealed.  

“Shh, shh, keep your voice down, Chrissy.”

His tone was like hers, playful and a little mean.  At any other moment, repeating her words would have made her mad; right now all she cared about was getting it on.  She pushed his head back down to her chest and reveled in the delicious ways his mouth and fingers finely tuned her.

She got on her hands and knees, rubbing her covered backside against his cock.  Wiggling the wet spot upon the weeping tip, coyly winking at the struggling metalhead.  Fuck, she looked so goddamn appetizing.  The man’s impatient cock was centimeters away, all that stood between him was a cotton barrier that he could easily tug down.  Still Eddie decided to hold back for just a little more.  Chrissy shamelessly continued to tease him, only to stop when he grabbed ahold of her panties.  She quickly turned and witnessed the way his strong hands tore at her panties like the material was made of tissue paper. She licked her lips, her squeals shifted to groans at the touch of his tongue licking her from her puffy petals to her tight hole.  His mission was to ensure that she was well taken care of, wanting to do nothing more than pamper and spoil her.  Her taste was better than any meal he’d ever ingested. Better than any post dinner cigarette. If he could survive on her essence, he would never worry about hunger again. He would be full and Chrissy would be satisfied.

“Ed-Eddie!” She whined, pushing back against his slowly swirling tongue. “More!”

Even with her heightened register, he just loved the way she demanded him. Whatever his Queen wanted, she shall have it. Chrissy could feel that smug smile upon her labia as he embraced her second pair of lips. Her jaw dropped when the tip of his tongue painted the shape, wedging itself into the crevices of her form to get a better sample. An illicit moan leaped from her throat the further he explored, wiggling and squeezing itself further in; all while a single calloused fingertip traced her clitoris. His wet chuckling was like a vibrator, resonating deeper the more he devoured her appetizing cunt.

His middle finger snuggled inside, pumping and squeezing her as his pointer continued to rub her hot button. Every sound from her squelching pussy to her heated moans went straight to his cock. He had to resist the urge to pump himself, as difficult as it was he had to wait; he wanted her to enjoy herself first. It didn’t matter which position they were in, seeing, feeling, and hearing her was his source of pleasure. He enjoyed the sensation of her and the way he denied himself. As long as she was happy, then he was happy.

Chrissy looked over her blushing shoulder at the mop of swaying dark curls. Flashing him a cute, little smile when he looked up at her briefly. Shutting her eyes when his tongue quickened its flickering and his long finger massaged her aching walls. Her beating heart and his disgustingly sexy sounds were in competition with her ear drums.

That deep voice of his smacked against her weeping petals, “You like that? Mmm, baby. Sweet baby girl.  Mmm, cum, ooh cum Chrissy.”

Her body had already responded to his touch, lovely spurts of her nectar had been and continued to emit and cascade down his throat. Chrissy leaned back even further, positioned in a downward manner so her hips and ass popped out. She was used to this kind of posture thanks to her daily dose of morning stretches. Still, Eddie wanted to ensure that her comfort was prioritized, and so he shuffled a pillow beneath her face. If Chrissy wasn’t already blushing with lust, her flushing would have been that of adorable admiration.

Eddie watched the way her lithe fingers wiggled her twitching nub, her voice like a siren’s call to the wandering sailor. She felt no shame or guilt, only a strong need to be loved and desired. He returned to tasting her once more, slowly sliding two fingers within her. She felt so incredibly warm, the icy touch of his rings on her labia was like a pleasant sting to her hot flesh. Chrissy rubbed her clit faster, a pleasing contrast to the slow thrusting of his long digits. All of her luscious ambrosia collected on his palm, so enticing and alluring to his taste buds.

“Oh! Eddie! Eddie!” Chrissy mewled as she shoved her body back, only to end up whining when he backed away, “Eddie, no, no! Why did you stop?”

She sat up and gazed at him with the sweetest, little pout that she ever mustered. Eddie was solid like a fucking rock, his rocket was ready to launch. She licked her lips at the sight of his angry colored dick before meeting his eyes again.  His fingers followed the curvature of her beautiful back, pecking the nape of her neck as he whispered her name again and again. Chrissy tried to sound annoyed, but she could not mask her eagerness. Sighing quietly as he planted many kisses along her shoulders and spine. Eddie moved her locks aside, his voice sounded so delicious in her ear.

“You such a sweet girl, Chrissy.”

“Eddie, I need you,” she whined.

His hands eased her back into her precious position, her heart hammered loudly as her face pressed into the pillow. Eddie gave her pussy one more tongue filled kiss before repositioning himself as well. He stood tall, knees firmly planted to the mattress as he brought himself closer. He kissed the end of her spine once more, easing himself into her pulsating crevice; going in all the way. Chrissy yelped, begging for him to motion himself faster. Eddie retreated and then stuffed her, a nice gentle pace, but still she demanded more.

He gave her ass a cute squeeze, letting out a playfully mean chuckle, “Someone’s being a brat tonight.”

She emphasized each word in a hushed and firm command, “Edward Munson, fuck me.  Fuck me now.”

His Queen ordered it, then he shall follow through, “Yes, your majesty.”

Chrissy’s fingers gripped tightly at the ruffled up pillow, burying her blushing face into the soft cushion. Even with her muffled voice, she could not contain her moans and screams. The imprints of his nails and his rings would surely look lovely along her hips. His hardened cock mercilessly thrusts into her glistening pussy. Eddie held out long enough, he needed to fuck her and she wanted to be fucked. Every plunge felt like a dream to them, getting her at just the right place at this angle.  She was a free woman.  She could be herself, she could actually enjoy sex and what it entailed. She could be pleasured and not have to fake it. Chrissy no longer had to pretend just to get it over with. No matter the position and no matter the speed, her needs were always met. She was pampered with pretty kisses, touched by considerate hands, and happily screwed until she saw stars.

It took so much patience for him to take himself out, his cock still so stiff and oh so glistening. Chrissy did not hold back her adorably pathetic whine. Why? Why must he deny her again? Was he that mean? Did he take great delight in making her wait? Or was he close? Whatever the case was, he looked absolutely delicious. Skin glowing pink, parted plush lips huffing, and the kind of mischievous look in his eyes that only meant one thing.

He curled his finger, a deep chuckle emerging from him as she crawled between his legs. He held the back of her head, painting her plush princess pink lips with his natural gloss. It didn’t take any verbal exchange for Chrissy to know that she had to open her lips and stick out her tongue. Eddie wobbled and spanked her tongue with his cock. Only letting the tip slide along the surface, allowing himself to paint all over the moistened muscle. She did not want to be teased anymore, she knew what she wanted and she took it for herself. A delectable combination of him and her. A decent size within her oral cavity, textured and a little veiny between her hollowed cheeks. Long lashes fluttered as she gazed up at the wild man trying to keep control. He didn’t want to impale her throat the way he did with her cunt, so she figured that she could pick up the slack instead.

Eddie’s moans were like his music, loud and melodic, so perfect to Chrissy’s ear. She got him in as far as her throat would allow it, humming a loving tune all around him. Oh god it was happening! Oh fuck he had to think fast, but clearly the second head was in charge.

“Chrissy! Baby lay down!” he said, grabbing and getting her on her back.

If he wasn’t on the verge of fucking exploding, Eddie would have been graced by the gorgeous sight of the wonderful woman that laid before him.  Droplets of sweat formed on her forehead, strands of hair wildly sprouted out, her cheeks presented a faint pink glow, and her legs coated in her addicting cum.  She coyly covered herself with her hands, smiling up at him as she fluttered her eyelashes. Her smile only grew when he moved her hands aside and held her wrists down.  Eddie growled against her neck as she let herself laugh, wrapping her legs around his waist only to end up groaning when he found the spot that made her feel very, very good.  He was relentless with his hips, lunging back and forth with both determination and empty headedness.  She too could no longer think, only able to comprehend the hot, sweaty, and incredibly moistened concoction stirring between them.  This sense of amorousness and vulnerability allowed for the two of them to feel so safe in each other's intimate embrace.  Their breathing had quickened, voices lost in a mixture of sudden gasps and quiet whines.  Their bodies were as close as humanly possible, mouths trying in vain to share another kiss, only to falter.  Earthy brown fell deeper in love with ocean blue, unable to look away the more they moved.  

Imagine the scandal if they were seen like this.  Just the thrill of knowing that he, the freak, was here with Hawkins’ most beloved citizen made this night all the more enticing.  Neither of them could speak, all they could manage were whimpers and moans.  Finally, he could no longer hold on.  Eddie’s fingers tightened up around Chrissy’s wrists, her cunt trapped his cock in the most glorious manner.  Filling her completely, her lower half closing in all around him.  The night kept them safe, only they had witnessed the incredible orgasmic bliss of one another.  Reaching the highest mountain of pleasure at its most erotic peak.  His grip weakened and he collapsed on top of her, her arms lazily wrapped around his back.  Eddie held her as well, the two of them moving over so they could enjoy the sweet glow of their miraculous endeavor.  Everything from the ticking of the clock, the symphony of crickets, and the hooting owl in the nearby tree could be heard.  They nestled up and laid there without a single ounce of care or regret.  This was truly the most wonderful feeling that they loved dearly, sharing a moment like this where the world simply stopped turning; even if it was only temporary.  All was well and peaceful.   

She nuzzled into his neck, “Eddie?”

He couldn’t resist that loving voice, “Yes Chrissy?”

“You owe me a new pair of panties.”

He chuckled, “Well, the mall opens in about seven hours from now.  So I’ll pick you up at 9:00?”

“It’s a date!”

“Cool, but you owe me lunch.  Deal?”

Chrissy smooched his cheek, “Deal.”

[pearlypairings]

in the Shade of Aurelias

↳ art by @macau1ay; inspired by chapter two :)

new update back from hiatus✨ || hellcheer fantasy au || summary: Christine and Eddie rejoin her knight and part of his magic-imbued crew, causing some relief and a bit of friction. new chapter on ao3 with a little recap :)

[i-love-love]

i wanna know what I can forsake / just to be close - Chapter 1

(Honey, we should run away, our baby and her mama and the damaged love she makes.)

Chrissy is on top of the world, until she isn’t; Eddie is there for all of it. When Jason’s cruelty sends her into Eddie’s arms for comfort, she’s left in a predicament— she’s pregnant and unsure who the father is. Life as she knows it doesn’t have room for the person Chrissy is becoming, and she’s left with two choices: give in to a life of swallowed tongues and clenched teeth, or creating a new life for herself with room for all the love she needs.

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Words: 5,374

Rating: Teen

Pairings: Eddie/Chrissy

[ymaohoh]

Hellcheer Fanfiction Recs

So I've gone mad and read like a hundred hellcheer fanfictions over the last two months. I wanted to make a list of my favourite ones to share. Updated: May/2024

You want Chrissy joining the Hellfire Club AU? take a chance on me by WomanOf1000Faces Roll For... by Not a Little But A Lottie (klarolineagainnaturally) The Matchmakers by margaerystark and rebeccacatherine You want Hellcheer from an alternative character POV? still awake, playing chase with the sunrise by cyraclove (Max) The Cheerleader and the Hellfire King by cunninghamschrissy (Dustin) she said to me, forget what you thought by kattyshack (Max) You make me the best kind of nervous, pretty sure you do that shit on purpose... by PhoenixTalon (Will + the freshmen) for the freak and the princess by thehellcheervoid (Anysia) (Jonathan) Stereotypes by shroomyystar (Mike) A Gentle Nudge by bigdumbbambieyes (Billy) You want some smut with awesome plot? honeycomb by cyraclove Late one night by AdelaideElaine and sequel (featuring Rocky Horror) Rose-tint my world talk me up so sweet by kattyshack A Very Harrington Christmas by justhere4thevibez Play Me Better by justyrae (featuring sexting) a king beside you, somehow by justyrae The Long Way 'Round by Anonymous when you’re dressed in black from head to toe (think I like you best) by cunninghams You want some smut with fluff? love you as much as i do by thehellcheervoid (Anysia) the only thing i want (when one drop hits my mouth) by cunninghams and justyrae wilted by cunninghams You want some daddy kink smut? oh, pretty baby, where’ve you been? by kattyshack got someone to hold me, call me his by agentmmayy You want some longing? synchronized denial by empress_of_snark Silver Smile by shroomyystar worthless players of a non-believer by cunninghamschrissy he comes to visit me (when i’m dreaming every now and then) by cunninghams i can see you by rose_n_gunses dust off my clumsy words & bad pick-up lines by kattyshack You want hellcheer beyond the grave? (brb - crying) Haunt me by IntotheTrees (Chrissy haunts Eddie) All Around Me by she_who_the_river_could_not_hold (Eddie haunts Chrissy) You want some wibbly-wobbly time travel stuff? i just died in your arms tonight by shroomyystar someone reaching back for me by enoughtotemptme You want a body-swap AU? Duality by broomclosetkink (also features the best Chrissy/Wayne moment I've ever read) You want a Eddie vs Jason moment? always be here (from now on) by brightblackholes You want a re-do of Season 4 where Chrissy lives? Chrissy and Eddie’s Infinite Mixtape by LovelyThings aesthetic chills by sloelimbs On the Other Side by JohnGreenGirlAo3 You want a Chrissy/Eddie moving on from Vecna fic? heart begins to beat by makeshiftcandy graceland, too. (whatever she wants) by cunninghams (bucket list AU) trailing stars behind us by HearJessRoar and the twain were casting dice by thehellcheervoid (Anysia) You want an AU Chrissy/Eddie friends to lovers with no Vecna at all? Confrontations with the Devil by Spitecookie You want a fake dating AU? twenty-one rules by elanor_gamgee we're a lie (you and i) by makeshiftcandy

[a-strange-inkling]

happy birthday to margaret may munson 💖

september 16, 1990

the one who started it all! my very first concept of old haunts was a little girl, who looked just like chrissy, meeting jason and making the iconic devil face at him 😆 in typical maggie fashion, she took off on her own and began to write herself. there wouldn’t have been a fic without her.

[rose-n-gunses]

not what you want to see

The yellowed fluorescent lights clicked and flickered above her as she drew nearer to said wooden door. She stopped in front of it (finally), feet together and chin held high. She looked over her shoulder, back down the dimly lit hall in the direction of the elevator. She turned back to the door. Adjusted her grip on her briefcase. Took a deep breath. She straightened her blazer and raised her free hand to knock lightly on the wood, just below the plaque that read Special Agent Edward Munson.

OR

In which Agent Christine Cunningham meets her new partner. (An X-Files AU)

[staceymcgillicuddy]

to get my soul known again

epilogue

I don't know what to say, so I'll just say thank you to everyone who took a chance on this fic and followed it all the way through. It has been one hell of a long-haul truck ride.

Read from the beginning Read the epilogue

[headtripparade]

Sometimes I write things, even if they’re only half done and 10 minutes late for hellcheer week. @hellcheeranniversaryweek

[lilac-kitkat]

A sappy, pining Hellcheer falling-in-love story. Come for the drama and angst, but stay for the (very possible) happy ending.

From the telling of Eddie Munson's point of view... 🚬💀

Shoutout to @1lostsoul0fishbowl , @a-strange-inkling , + @floggingink for sharing their cute covers! ❤️

✨Chapter 1: here! ✨

[cunninghamchrissie]

a couple ppl asked for fic recs after my chrissy post from yesterday, so these are the most recent ones i read whose writers just get chrissy's struggles so well, it makes me ache.

we're a lie (you and i)

old haunts

the most wonderful time of hellcheer

we made plans (and god laughed)

one more time, steal my breath

if we don't leave this town (we might never make it out)

searching for those wasted years

wilted

it's by no means an extensive list and it's not in order of preference, i literally just went through my ao3 history and clicked chronologically, and i'm sure there are fics i've read that i'm forgetting, and ones i haven't read yet that deal w it beautifully, but i'm just one person and i can't read everything/connect w everything. but these are top tier, angsty, hurt/comfort goodness.