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I promise that I’m still making Calicheer art.

This will be the last side profile piece, I promise.

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Billy: Chrissy, I'm bored.

Chrissy: Why don't you read something?

Billy: Because I'm trying to reduce my boredom.

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“There may be something there that wasn't there before.”

I had to do, I simply had to.

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Resharing these sketches

Silly Calicheer doodles mixed with Billy Hargrove practice sketches. Which one(s) do you like?

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Chrissy is a biter, not hard enough to break skin, but just enough to make Billy gasp and moan.

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This going to be a fic now and there will be smut.

Billy tracing Chrissy’s body with an ice cube in his mouth.

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It’s a stretch, I know, but it works.

Lion King 2 Calicheer

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Billy getting Chrissy ice cream at Scoops Ahoy! because she was never allowed to have any growing up.

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You see it too, right?

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Billy would gladly beat the shit out of anyone that said anything negative about Chrissy.

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Chrissy: Billy, I have had it… *stands on a chair until she’s his height*…up to here with your attitude.

Billy: *stands on his tiptoes* How about now?

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Please reblog if you can

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I know this is a Calicheer blog, but it makes me smile knowing that many of us want to permanently erase Neil Hargrove’s existence.

I hope that this same sentiment can be extended to the likes of Laura Cunningham and her treatment towards Chrissy.

Gif is not mine

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Calicheer Moodboard: Angel Girl, Demon Boy

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Calicheer Moodboard: Dom!Billy x sub!Chrissy

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When I open up commissions this upcoming summer. Would anyone be interested?

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On a late Friday afternoon, Chrissy decides to sneak into the boy’s locker room after cheer practice. She’s always been a rule follower, but just this once she wants to be adventurous (even though she knows that this is a stupid idea). She twiddles her loose golden bracelet, trying to quell her anxious thoughts. The place is empty, except she hears a shower head running; that’s when she sees Billy.

His back is turned to her, fingers scrubbing away at his golden locks. Chrissy can’t help but admire the living sculpture as he washes away the stench from basketball practice. Her blue eyes trace the gorgeous lines along his nude back. She wants to get closer to him, but she can’t be seen here. As she starts to back away, she accidentally knocks over someone’s equipment. Billy turns and demands to know who’s there. Thankfully Chrissy was able to find a place to hide, keeping herself quiet as Billy searches the vicinity for his invisible admirer. Once the coast is clear, she tiptoes out and heads home. She tries her best not to think about Billy, but her mind replays the moment multiple times.

When next Monday rolls around, Chrissy focuses on grabbing her books for her first class. So far she hasn’t seen him yet, her mind trying to remind her that she’s in the clear. That’s when the scent of cologne fills her nostrils. She soon finds herself looking up into the pacific blue eyes of Billy Hargrove. A devilishly handsome smile across his face, showing off those pearly whites. Chrissy is well aware that she’s short, but now she feels microscopic. He strikes up a short conversation and asks her about her weekend. She tries to answer, trying to not let her wobbly knees get to her. Billy talks about what he did before wishing her a good rest of the day.

Before he heads off, he places something in her hand; it’s her golden bracelet. He mentions that it’s hers because her name is engraved on the inside. Stating that he found it in the most unusual place, feigning ignorance as to how and why her jewelry was in the boys locker room. She feels her face burning up, quickly thanking him before running to class.