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I’m trying to post a new chapter of my oc x oc everyday at night, probably between 6-8pm ,, chap. 2 coming out tonight !!
Hear me out Chrissy x Sam
Like we’re hallucinating but we’re hallucinating together
Ok but but pretend they’re in the same time and sam moves to Hawkins because she thinks she is going crazy after the witch she saw in the accident so she wants to start a new life but she becomes friends with Chrissy because they’re really lookalike and later on sam finds Chrissy going to buy drugs with Eddie because of the “hallucinations” she’s having and sam decides to go too because she starts to think what she saw was actually also an “hallucination” so they go together and this is them talking with Eddie about the drugs
moodboard for my crackship Chrissy x Sam (give me ship name ideas guys🥹)
“Eww don’t ship them ! They’re just friends/ they hate each other/ they barely have any interaction/they never even met/they’re not from the same series !”
Pussy. Back in my days, we shipped Elsa and Jack Frost to hell and back because they were both ice themed.
Chap. 3 “I call it betrayal” ,, w.c : 712 ,, warnings: none / light swearing author notes: trying new format of writing, lemme know if uu liked it🤍
Airi pulled both Lauren and Sarah aside into an alley by their arms, with maybe a little too much force than necessary.
Airi Bentley concept moodboard.
The funny thing about writing is not the idea itself (that part always comes far too easily), but it's the execution of it.
You have words and perhaps a character or just a vague understanding of the world, but it doesn't want to be told.
Perhaps it's just my autism making communicating my thoughts far harder than it has to be.
Or perhaps the story isn't ready to be born yet - I have yet to create characters and a plot, after all
chap 2 . ‘guess who’s in town!’
“Halloween of ‘86 ,, wc : 708 ,, w : swearing ,, long chap. ,, plot twist (?)
Airi had slept sitting next to the window, when she woke up by the morning sun hitting on her face, her back ached from the bad sleeping position, her mind, still foggy with sleep couldn’t quite remember why and how she slept that way. Still clueless, she ran downstairs to prepare her and her mother’s breakfast, and when she walked to the fridge to get eggs and saw the medicine list, it all came to her, like a thunderstorm of memories, the missed Halloween, Sarah’s call, the fact she had to stay home in her favorite holiday, and the way she sat next to the window to stare at the crowded street, and yea, maybe that’s how she ended up sleeping there.
She walked towards her mom’s room and sat by her bed with two bowls of microwaved sliced apple with cinnamon.
JUST PUBLISHED CHAPTER 2 AYAY!!
chap 2 . ‘guess who’s in town!’
“Halloween of ‘86 ,, wc : 708 ,, w : swearing ,, long chap. ,, plot twist (?)
Airi had slept sitting next to the window, when she woke up by the morning sun hitting on her face, her back ached from the bad sleeping position, her mind, still foggy with sleep couldn’t quite remember why and how she slept that way. Still clueless, she ran downstairs to prepare her and her mother’s breakfast, and when she walked to the fridge to get eggs and saw the medicine list, it all came to her, like a thunderstorm of memories, the missed Halloween, Sarah’s call, the fact she had to stay home in her favorite holiday, and the way she sat next to the window to stare at the crowded street, and yea, maybe that’s how she ended up sleeping there.
She walked towards her mom’s room and sat by her bed with two bowls of microwaved sliced apple with cinnamon.
in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.
Chap . 1 I think 𖥔 .࿔ Pilot
“ Halloween of ‘86 ,, wc : 605 ,, w : depression implied (slight), death mention (one) ,, english is not my main language ! ,, I will continue this if it goes well ,, suggestions / feedback on the asks ,, This will have more chapters I promise
The moonlight filtered trough Airi’s curtains as she finished applying her makeup, products scattered around her desk, her cd player blasting some random New Order song that she couldn’t quite understand because her cd was slightly scratched which made the sound awful. It was the best season of the year, Halloween, it was the only time she could dress up as weird as she wanted and everyone would think it was a kind of costume, go around throwing toilet paper and rotten eggs in the houses of the ones who refused to give candy to weird ass kids on a weird ass day, knocking and running away … and that’s why Airi loved it so much. But this year it’d be different; after her father’s death, her mom became incredibly sick, physically and mentally, she could not dinner, take bath, even read the news by herself, and for that reason she prohibited Airi from going out, since that way she could take care of her mom, and Airi hated that. Well, maybe not hated, she knew her mom needed her, she knew it was for good, but it wasn’t like she didn’t had any more family members that could take care of her mom, and that’s what made her sad, sad because she had to miss her favorite day of the year to take care of her mom, when she literally had 2 close aunts and cousins that knew and could be in her place.
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The sound of the ringing telephone between her ear and her shoulder echoed through the empty kitchen as she wrote down a list of the medication she had to buy next morning, the cables from the device tangling in her hair.
“Airi Bentley, who’s calling?” “Hi Airi, it’s Jane, are you free to talk right now?”
Sarah Jane. Airi broke up with her a month ago after she moved to Nashville, because Sarah didn’t trust Airi enough that she wouldn’t cheat on her—which she wouldn’t, Airi had never been so in love before— and they’d been out of touch since.
“Look Sarah” she ripped the list from the notepad and secured it on the fridge with a magnet “I’m being forced to take care of my mom in my favorite holiday, my friends didn’t call me yet which means they already went trick or treating without me and I had to write a list of medication for my mom who turned sick after my dad died— and I bet you didn’t even knew this happened cause not only you didn’t trust me that I wouldn’t cheat on you knowing I wouldn’t cause I fucking loved you— so no! I’m not free to talk.” “But you didn’t reached out either—” “Sarah! I don’t want to talk!”
She harshly hung up the phone, not much later regretting it, because no matter how much she was disappointed she was at Sarah, her curiosity was bigger; what if she had something important to say? What if she wanted to make things between them nice again?
Well, it didn’t matter right now, she had to feed her mom, put her to sleep, all of the boring stuff.
The rest of the night was poorly spent, she kept staring the dressed-up kids walking with their little candy-filled basked and sweet smiles, her mom was already asleep and she was too tired to do anything rather then sit by the window and get lost in thoughts such as ‘what the hell did Sarah want?’ —she didn’t call her back, too prideful for that— and ‘did her friends really forgot about her?’.
That would give her a headache next morning.
an : okay I actually didn’t expect to write all of that in one sitting, and I think it turned out pretty good .. and I’ll try to write the next chapter either tonight or tomorrow morning I swear😔
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