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@prettyinevergreen
Independent and Selective Chrissy Cunningham from Netflix Stranger Things. Crossover fandom friendly. Mun is 35+ MDNI. Triggering themes may be involved. Eating Disorders, Child Abuse, Horror and blood. The muse deals with all of the above.
Penned by Lizzy
Where else to find me: @freaksandfangs, @unsunguard (Eddie Munson), @roguexpogue (JJ Maybank)
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you’re safe now, okay? just breathe
"Are you sure?" She softly spoke the words. Finding Chrissy in the Hawkins woods was probably not on Nancy's bingo card. She felt trapped in the upside down for months, maybe a year. She really didn't know. Something glowed from one of the trees. It looked like an opening. It was pulsating, getting smaller each time. She had to trust her gut. It led her back home.
Chrissy sat inside Nancy's house. The blonde looked like she needed a shower, and some food. She was still a little scared to speak. She was starting to believe where she was had to do with all the missing kids over the years.
@itsbullshittm
continued with @theolderhenderson
"Anxiety." Chrissy said without hesitation. She didn't really get angry. The closest feeling she could muster to anger was frustration. Living under an abusive mother made her body more prone to freak out inside. Fear and stress all in one. "Can we just take a walk for now?"
“You look lost. Need some help?”
Chrissy didn't know how she ended up in the forest. How Steve found her walking around was puzzling to her too. "I thought I..." Chrissy looked back at the tree. It was the same one she thought she saw that creepy clock when she bumped into Eddie.
She knew she was walking in the woods before. "Do you ever get in a daze. Like, your being led somewhere without realizing it?" She probably sounded crazy to him. "I saw a grandfather clock in that tree before. Spiders were crawling out of it. That's weird right?"
"How did you find me?"
@kniightharrington
beep beep how’s my portrayal ?
“Trust me, my parents aren't winning any 'parent of the year' awards, but they're alright.” She certainly didn't hate her parents and she did prefer when they were around as long as they weren't spending that time trying to tell her exactly how to live her life. It was daunting some days, but she did like when her parents had their moments and decided to be chill. “You know, cheer practice sounds kind of fun. The most exciting thing I get up to is drama rehearsal, and I can tell you right now, it's not nearly as athletic as cheer.” She smiles though and nods. “Yeah, Dad always hoped I would have a little brother someday. Sometimes I think he collects this stuff because of that other than how it would sell. What other stuff does your brother like?”
"Yeah, parents think they know what's best." Did they? Once you hit an age that made you really look at yourself, and what you liked. "Sometimes I think I cheer to make my mom happy." She had a love and hate relationship with cheerleading. It was fun. She liked to dance. Make up routines. "I'd rather keep her in a happy mood than make her angry. You know how that can be." She didn't see herself cheering in college. She couldn't wait to be on her own. "These dinosaurs are cool. I use to collect mythical figurines. Like fairies, mermaids, and unicorns mostly." She took a second to think about the question concerning her brother. "I'd have to ask him. I know he's into baseball and cars."
RP MUSE VALENTINE’S APPLICATION.
your name:
Romantic or platonic?:
A night in or dinner out or an activity?:
Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?:
What's your perfect date?:
Would you cook for me?:
Would you let me cook for you?:
Can we make-out?:
Make out in private or in public?:
Do you like to cuddle?:
Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?:
Couch or bed?:
What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?:
Tell me something about you no else knows:
Why do you want to be my valentine?:
What makes you a good Valentine?:
› TENSION LINER PROMPTS
"I dare you to try."
"Do you always get close?"
"You’re pushing my limits."
"Stop looking at me like that."
"I’m losing control here."
"You have no idea, do you?"
"I can’t resist you anymore."
"Stay back, or don’t."
"I know what you want."
"This is getting dangerous now."
"You’re too tempting for me."
"I shouldn’t want this, but…"
"I don’t play fair, remember?"
"Careful, you’re testing me."
"You’re just making it worse."
"You’re too close for comfort."
"Do you always push buttons?"
"Stop before I kiss you."
"You’re making it too hard."
"I can’t stop thinking about you."
"I want you too much."
"You know exactly what you’re doing."
"I’m not playing games here."
"You’ve crossed the line now."
"Keep pushing, and you’ll regret it."
"This is dangerous, isn’t it?"
"I’m trying not to care."
"Don’t make me regret this."
"You’re playing with fire."
"You don’t know what’s coming."
"I shouldn’t be this close."
"We’re getting dangerously close now."
"I can feel the heat."
"Don’t test me right now."
"I want you too badly."
"Don’t make me chase you."
"You’re distracting me, you know."
"I won’t fall for this."
"I want you, but…"
"What do you want from me?"
"I’ll never give in."
"I’m trying not to care."
"You’re playing with my patience."
"Don’t make this harder, please."
"I can’t stop this feeling."
"I’m already in too deep."
"You won’t walk away unscathed."
"You’re walking a fine line."
"I’m trying to stay calm."
"What are you doing to me?"
༘⋆｡ where it hurts starters.
caretaker.
i'll stay until you fall asleep.
you're not a burden. not to me.
you don't have to act tough with me.
let me help.
if you need to cry, i'll look the other way.
you don't have to talk.
let me handle it, just for a minute.
rest, i'll watch over you.
i don't care if you think you're fine. i'm staying.
deep breaths.
just lean on me.
you're safe now, okay? just breathe.
i know it hurts. i'll sit here as long as it takes.
i'm not leaving until i know you're okay.
you don't need to hide.
let me take care of you this time.
shh. i'm right here.
you don't have to put on a smile for me.
i don't think less of you.
i'll be here when you wake up.
you're allowed to lean on me. that's what i'm here for.
you don't have to be okay.
scoot over, i'm not letting you sleep alone.
your hair's a mess. let me brush it.
don't apologize.
cared for.
i'm tired, that's all.
please don't go.
i don't know what i need.
you didn't need to come.
you shouldn't have to see me like this.
i hate feeling like this.
i was trying to push through. i think i made it worse.
this is so embarrassing.
can you just... stay a little longer?
i didn't think anyone would notice...
i'm not safe in my own head right now.
why are you being so gentle with me?
i don't want you to fix me.
today's just... one of the harder days.
i didn't know i needed to hear that.
can you stay? after i fall asleep?
sorry. i didn't mean to flinch.
i don't always know what's going to help.
this is the nicest anyone’s been to me all week.
i'm sorry. i know i'm a lot.
i don't even know why i'm crying...
i think i'm broken.
you didn't have to do all this for me.
i don't want to be a burden.
i didn't think anyone would stay.
Send, “You amuse me, I think I’ll keep you.” for my muse’s reaction
Send ( ✨ ) if we haven’t interacted yet, but you want to.
Send ( 🌛 ) if you would rather I send you memes to start interaction
Send ( 😃 ) if you want to plot with me
Send ( ❤ ) if you want to plot a ship with me
SENDER promises RECEIVER they'll get through this together.
Chrissy was still at school after hours working on a class project. She only had a day left to get everything together. There was no way she could finish it at home.
She saw something through the glass window walking on four legs. The body of a hairless dog. It looked alien. She ducked, and hid under the desk. Moments later she heard footsteps come in the classroom. She peeked around the corner to see a boy. She made herself known, and waved at him to hide with her. "What is that?" She mouthed quietly.
@paladinslays
ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM HIGH-STAKES, DISASTER-BASED ACTION PROMPTS CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.
SENDER forces RECEIVER to keep moving despite exhaustion.
SENDER lifts RECEIVER over an obstacle they can't clear alone.
OUR MUSES get separated briefly and panic sets in.
OUR MUSES light a fire for warmth using scavenged materials.
OUR MUSES wade through floodwater, gripping each other for balance.
OUR MUSES emerge into daylight to see how much the world has changed.
SENDER blocks RECEIVER from seeing something horrifying.
OUR MUSES take turns standing watch through the night.
OUR MUSES navigate by landmarks that no longer exist.
SENDER covers RECEIVER'S mouth to keep them quiet.
SENDER confesses fear to RECEIVER in a rare quiet moment.
OUR MUSES shelter in a vehicle that may not hold.
SENDER gives up their share of medicine for RECEIVER.
SENDER promises RECEIVER they'll get through this together.
OUR MUSES climb to higher ground as water rises.
SENDER wakes RECEIVER just in time to avoid danger.
SENDER helps RECEIVER wash ash or grime from their face.
OUR MUSES mourn someone they couldn't save.
SENDER collapses and RECEIVER helps them back up.
OUR MUSES cling to each other as the ground shakes.
OUR MUSES listen to emergency broadcasts on a dying radio.
OUR MUSES sneak through an area crawling with danger.
OUR MUSES share the last dry blanket between them.
OUR MUSES shelter together as debris batters the structure around them.
OUR MUSES argue quietly over whether to leave shelter or stay.
SENDER gives RECEIVER the last flashlight battery.
SENDER shares a memory with RECEIVER to distract from fear.
SENDER gives RECEIVER their coat despite the cold.
OUR MUSES break into an abandoned building looking for supplies.
OUR MUSES follow a map they don't fully trust.
SENDER scouts ahead while RECEIVER waits, terrified and alone.
OUR MUSES hold onto each other in complete darkness.
OUR MUSES move through ruins that were once familiar.
OUR MUSES barricade a door as something pounds on the other side.
SENDER cleans blood from RECEIVER'S hands, steady and careful.
SENDER hands RECEIVER a weapon.
OUR MUSES share whispered plans over a flickering flashlight.
OUR MUSES hide in silence, listening for signs they've been found.
OUR MUSES ration food between them, unsure when help will come.
OUR MUSES wait out the storm in a cramped, unsafe space.
SENDER teaches RECEIVER how to start a fire without matches.
SENDER teaches RECEIVER how to use a weapon they've never used before.
SENDER drags RECEIVER out of a wrecked vehicle.
SENDER reassures RECEIVER during a panic attack.
SENDER carries RECEIVER when they can no longer walk.
OUR MUSES share a silent moment of relief after surviving something close.
OUR MUSES watch the skyline burn or collapse from a distance.
SENDER makes a hard call that puts them both at risk.
SENDER helps RECEIVER breathe through shock.
SENDER pulls glass from RECEIVER'S skin carefully.
SENDER pulls RECEIVER into cover just as something explodes nearby.
SENDER refuses to leave RECEIVER behind.
OUR MUSES wait for rescue that may never come.
SENDER struggles to pull RECEIVER back from a collapsing ledge.
OUR MUSES wait out danger inches apart, barely breathing.
SENDER tends to RECEIVER'S non-life-threatening wound.
Kiara glanced over at Chrissy with a grin at her agreement. "Damn right it is," she chuckled in amusement. The brunette tilted her head in thought at her question. "Sharks? Oh yeah, I've had a few close calls, or at least what felt like them," she admitted, her voice light but edged with that thrill-seeking spark. "Once, off the point break, I swear something brushed my leg from below. My heart stopped for a second, but it turned out to be a dolphin being a total show-off. The sea's full of mysteries, but that's what hooks you." She nudged Chrissy's shoulder playfully, her eyes sparkled with mischief. "You're missing out, you know. On land, it's all safe and intriguing, but out there? It's freedom. Maybe I could teach you sometime," she offered with a warm smile. "They definitely are," she added, whilst she pulled out her phone to check the screen absentmindedly, whilst they walked to the bar.
"Oh my God. I would be screaming, and swimming as fast as I can back to shore. I know that would not be the best idea. I'd probably look like injured prey." Chrissy listened intensely until Kiara mentioned it was a dolphin that greeted her. "A bottle nose?" That was the only dolphin species she knew the name of. "Or a different one?" Dolphins were dangerous to an extent. They came off more curious like a sea dog towards people. Than a shark taking a chunk out of your body mistaking you for lunch. "Freedom to possibly get eaten?" She joked half-heartedly.
@hepromises liked for a starter
Chrissy nearly bumped into the dark haired boy walking out of the ladies restroom. "Oh, i'm sorry" She handed him back the book that dropped in front of her. "Here." She smiled at him. "Looks like a good book."
Josh hadn't even realised he had left the book behind, only realising when he heard her yelling and running after him to give him it back. Once she had caught up with him he took it back from her and just looked at her, still with that look on her face like she knew him then she spoke.
"Thanks, but you can stop this prank or whatever it is now and tell whoever put you up to it, that it's over." He replied. "My name is not Steve, it's Josh and I've never even been to Hawkins, or Hawkins High. So please, let's just get this over with, okay?"
"It's not a prank. I can prove it" Chrissy remembered she had a few wallet sized senior pictures of friends in her wallet along with her little brother's school picture. She opened her bag to reveal her wallet in her hands. She found the basketball team school picture of Steve. "See, are you sure you're not related?" Chrissy showed him letting him take a closer look. "You two could be twins separated. Like that one movie The Parent Trap from the 60's."
She could hear Robin now. Another dingus. Dustin would be thrilled. Steve would certainly be freaked out. This was crazy. "I'm Chrissy." She introduced herself. "Josh, got it. It's nice to meet you."
Josh didn't really like the library, but he had to go if he was going to finish this assignment and avoid a reprimand or whatever else. He knew what he was looking for so it would be quick, in and out, no problem.
He entered the library and made his way to the section he needed, avoiding everyone that he would rather not speak too, reaching it he grabbed the book and checked it out before turning to head his way towards the exit, well he was walking, until he wasn't, and hit the floor with a thud, landing on the book he was carrying. "It's..fine.." he spoke out, a little winded by the hard impact of the book on his chest, as he got to his feet and headed out of the library avoiding the glances of anyone who saw his misfortune, he could have sworn she called him Steve again.
Chrissy noticed he left his book. She grabbed her things. Running after him outside the library. "Hey! Wait, you forgot your book!" She yelled after him. It was so weird. Why was Steve acting so avoidant of her? She caught up to him. Handing him the book. Chrissy looked at him waiting for him to say hi to her. She decided to do an experiment. "Do you remember me from High School? Hawkins High." Chrissy asked, tilting her head slightly.
She'd feel like such a dork if he wasn't Steve Harrington. They looked eerily alike. If Steve has a doppelganger... "Is it bad luck to meet someone's doppelganger or bad luck for the two people who look exactly alike to meet?"
