I feel like, deep down, Chrissy is a massive nerd, but only in secret and usually only about really niche stuff. For example, she could tell you all about ancient Mississippian burial practices, but Star Wars? Meh, that’s never really been her thing. Chrissy knows everything there is to possibly know about famous historical women like Julie d’Aubigny (read: famous historical sapphics), but she doesn’t know the difference between Marvel and DC superheroes. She can tell you exactly what dyes were rare and regarded as being “luxurious” and “extravagant” during the Qin dynasty. However, Chrissy hates playing video games because all the bright colors and flashing graphics make her dizzy. Honestly, the most cliché nerdy thing she’s into is LOTR. Chrissy’s a secret Tolkien fanatic (extra emphasis on secret), she spent her entire childhood dreaming about being an elven princess… and also marrying an elven princess…
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Hello there!! 💗
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thinking about sapphic!chrissy coming out to eddie
she’s confesses to him that she feels trapped in her relationship with jason (not necessarily trapped by jason, but just trapped by her family’s and her peer’s expectations for their relationship) and…
“i feel…. urg!! i just, eddie, i feel like i’m living every day trapped in this… in this lie! because, it’s- it’s a complete lie! i mean, i don’t even like jason! …” chrissy trails off. she furrows her brow in an unintentionally adorable pout before taking another swig of her beer. truthfully, she doesn’t even like beer, but eddie had offered her one when she first showed up at his trailer and, for some reason, she felt like she needed it tonight.
having taken down another swig of liquid courage, chrissy softly continues, almost whispering her next words, “i mean, i don’t even like guys… i like girls. i like women and b-boobs and… other stuff.” she shyly curls into herself as she downs another swig of beer and then begins anxiously gnawing on her lower lip, its still raw from when she’d gnawed it to the point of bleeding as she drove over here.
what she’s just admitted to eddie… well, it’s huge, especially given that she lives in rural Indiana. sure, it’s the 80s, and she’s heard that in places like New York and Chicago, people are starting to become more accepting of that sort of thing. but, here? in Hawkins? no way. that sort of thing can turn even the most loved, popular local into a shunned social pariah; the kind of person that hears people whispering about them everywhere they go (and not in the good way), the kind of person that the local moms won’t trust around their kids. “perverts”, “sinners,” “satanists,” that’s what all the bible thumpers in this town call people like that; people who aren’t straight.
sure, eddie’s the furthest thing from a bible thumping, god-fearing, closed-minded christian, but can chrissy really expect him to be cool about this sort of thing? fuck. no. she’s made a mistake. she has to go. she has to leave. no, what if he tells someone? she has to-
“i mean, hey, i get it, i like boobs and other stuff too,” eddie shrugs, “boobs are nice.” when that doesn’t elicit the giggle that eddie was hoping for, he turns to face chrissy and ducks down to meet her eyes as he reassures her, “we like what we like. ‘s nothing to be ashamed of.” as if he’s reading chrissy’s mind, hearing her inner monologue spiral and ramble on and on about how that is very much something to be ashamed of in this town, eddie adds, “at least not around me, okay? i’m a freak who willingly spends his Fridays playing a roleplaying table top game with a bunch of dorky teenagers, you’re a cheerleader who likes other cheerleaders, we’re both freaks,” eddie jokes before continuing, “but seriously, i’m not gonna judge you as long as you don’t judge me, yeah?”
“yeah,” chrissy replies softly, her voice still shaky and even, and eyes still brimmed with unshed tears. eddie’s words are a nice balm, and they’re helping her feel better, but the evidence of her previous panic can still be clearly seen.
a nice silence settles over the two, but it’s soon interrupted by chrissy softly speaking up, “i um- i don’t like other cheerleaders,” she clarifies. “i mean, i don’t not like them, i just… i like people who are more like you? um- eccentric wo-”
“freaks,” eddie interrupts, though the word is said without malice; he doesn’t need to be ashamed of who he is or what he likes, not in front of someone as kind and genuine and accepting as chrissy. she accepts him for who he is, even though she hasn’t really learned how to accept herself quite yet.
“yeah,” she chuckles, “honestly, if you didn’t have a dick, and you had boobs, then you’d totally be my type.”
eddie laughs, “gee, thanks, chris, i’m honored.”
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How do you think Chrissy would react if you were besties and you told her you think you’re into girls and basically it ends in the two of you kissing (I think I’m slowly realizing I like girls as another girl and I just.. need some scenarios in my head🙈)
the first time you mentioned it to her, your heart would be beating out of your chest because you’re literally confessing this to your crush, even though you try to seem nonchalant. and it works.
somewhat.
truly, the only reason it works is because chrissy is internally freaking out herself. so much so she doesn’t even notice your shaking hands. i feel like she’d keep quiet about it for a while, pretending it didn’t affect her, but she also starts feeling her walls drop. your chris gets flirty and more touchy than usual, and you love it. she waited a little while enough so you didn’t even allow yourself to consider she has feelings for you. wishful thinking is your enemy. one of you guys’ sleepovers takes a turn when chrissy tells you she broke up with jason. for good.
heart racing again, hands shaking only a little less than less time, you’re anxious and maybe stuttering a little… trying to seem supportive of your friend, deep down jumping with joy that she finally left him, and chrissy would scoot closer. you two would change the subject because otherwise both of you would fall into a panic attack with how nervous you were, but you’re sitting closer than usual. completely pressed up to each other. it slowly turns into cuddling, making jokes at the movie in low voices because of how close you are, laughing into each other’s embrace, then you accidentally both turn to the other at the same time mid-giggle, and truly, how could you expect chrissy not to close the gap? you’re too pretty. it’s your fault.
you sigh into it, so chrissy doesn’t really feel any guilt.
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