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independent chrissy cunningham from netflix's stranger things. lovingly written by czarina.

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moved blogs btw <3

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change of life plans y’all so i am coming back to your dashes in a day or so :))

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what if i changed my url to cheersnap when i remake

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change of life plans y’all so i am coming back to your dashes in a day or so :))

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hi

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Grace Van Dien and Joseph Quinn at FanExpo Canada 2022

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activity drop notice.

hello!! i will be starting grad school on august 9th and as i settle in to the new environment, my activity is likely to take a dip and become sporadic, and i’ll be utilizing my queue more. i’ll be on mobile for a while more often, so i’ll still be around for chatting in ims! and of course my discord (czarinugh#4812).

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I mean I feel like I’m losing my mind right now doing a drug deal with Chrissy Cunningham, the queen of Hawkins High.

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grace and joseph are finally doing a con together can i get a yeehaw 😭

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Beauty queen of only eighteen. She had some trouble with h e r s e l f.  ♫

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After the dance.

[id: Painting of Laura Palmer, portrait format. She is curled on her side, hair messily tossed out above her head and facing the left end of the frame. Her right arm is under her head and the left is laying limply by her side. Her left hand is loosely holding the half-heart necklace James Hurley gave her. Her face is placid, staring with sadness at the necklace. She is in her white Homecoming dress and barefooted. Her diary sits on her lap while multiple love and congratulations letters are scatter around her legs, a pink one with a red emblem is tucked under her knees. To the right of her head is her Homecoming Queen tiara. The color palette is overall very cold and muted. the surface Laura is laying on is a purplish-red, and the pillow under her head is a very muted olive green. Her dress is pale white, and has dark purple shadows. The letters are of assorted colors such as green, orange, and maroon. The piece was created  with watercolor, layers of gouache, and finally pencil lines applied over the paint. /end id]

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EDDIE MUNSON : hellfyrs​

          ❛  hell yeah ! i’ll be a totally awesome rockstar so i’ll have to come back to my adoring fans.  ❜  that was the DREAM. to make something out of music and prove to a town that hated him that he was worth it. it’s a nice thought ; reality ? he’s not so sure. he smiles at her despite the sobering thought.  ❛  would you miss me if i didn’t come back ?  ❜

        the corners of her eyes crinkle along with the   smile that graces her features.  chrissy doesn’t know much about bands like his and its music scene, but she thought corroded coffin was actually pretty good.  even if it wasn’t with them, she was sure another metal band out there would be lucky to have eddie.  “maybe,”  she hums, and she wonders if he’ll call her bluff.  of course she’d miss him.  “would you miss me if you never saw me again out in the big world?”

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🥺

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DANIEL ROSS : hawkinsnewbie​

Giving her a nod back he opened his lunch box, he kind of dreaded taking his meds here. But it had to be done..for the sake of his heart. Everything was neatly arranged. The food looked very very healthy and his pills were in his pill box , they had the days labled on them. Before he started to dig into the sandwich his mother had packed him he says “ I’m Dan , just moved here…again thanks for letting me sit here i’m not …sure how the…” he looks around for a moment “ Sitting order..and..who can sit where …works yet”

        “it’s fine, really,”  chrissy assures him again, and   she hopes he didn’t notice the way the other cheerleaders were glancing between the two of them.  at best, they’d just go on about she was being way too nice for her own good — whatever that was supposed to mean coming from a popular teen.  but she’d prefer that over them being unnecessarily rude to somebody who just wanted to eat; at least one of them wanted to.  and by the looks of it, those pills probably meant that he really needed something in his stomach.  “i’m chrissy.  the seating arrangement in this place is... well, you’ll get the hang of it eventually.  if you’ve seen any cafeteria scene in any teen movie, that’s exactly how it is.”

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EDDIE MUNSON : helltothefire​

She was irritated by his opinion. It was his problem if Carver and his friends didn’t back off. “You can’t promise that.” He and Jason were never going to see eye to eye on anything. Much less become friendly with one another. He didn’t like putting Chrissy in the middle of their…Whatever it was they had against each other. A petty dislike if anything.

“You what?” She hesitated finishing her sentence. His brown eyes looking at her profile. Expecting her answer wasn’t genuine if she wasn’t confident about it. “If you want keep him off my back make things not difficult.” Eddie said, urging her to make up her damn mind about what was going on internally inside her. Either fix it or end it. “Cunningham, it’s a High School relationship. Most of them don’t last. Don’t beat yourself up over something you might not want anymore.” Eddie shrugged. Getting up from the picnic table. “Shit happens, feelings change.”

        “maybe not entirely, but i do know how jason   works.  i can still figure something out so that the most he can do is glare at you whenever you’re in the same area.”  whatever that something was going to be, chrissy didn’t actually know.  if the chances of jason holding back were low before, they were extremely slim now since he knew she’d gone to eddie behind his back.  but she had to try.  eddie could tell her it wasn’t her fault all he liked but she’d still feel responsible.

that really wasn’t the most pressing issue for her at the moment, anyway.  it was the fact that eddie could see right through her and obviously wasn’t afraid to call her out.  “if you’re implying what i think you’re implying, then surely you know it would be difficult either way,”  chrissy says quietly.  she wasn’t just talking about her — he’d definitely suffer under jason’s post-break up resentment, too.  “it’s just a lot easier said than done.”

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activity drop notice.

hello!! i will be starting grad school on august 9th and as i settle in to the new environment, my activity is likely to take a dip and become sporadic, and i’ll be utilizing my queue more. i’ll be on mobile for a while more often, so i’ll still be around for chatting in ims! and of course my discord (czarinugh#4812).

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HANNAH BENNETT : tragicsongs​

“I mean yeah, but you’re sure, right?” Hannah’s far from the most confident or forward person out there, so the idea came as a bit of a shock. She’s spent a lot of time trying to make her life perfect, the idea of someone liking her like that had sort of slipped her mind. Not that she’d ever make the first move to begin with either way, regardless of how many assurances that yes, he liked her. Hannah smiled a little at the thought, continuing to pace around her room for a moment before settling to sit on the floor to look at Chrissy. Still, Chrissy’s follow up throws Hannah for an even larger loop. “He’s asked about me?”

        “positive.”  okay, maybe that wasn’t the best word   to use since caleb didn’t explicitly tell her so, but it wasn’t as if he wasn’t being very obvious about his little crush.  she would never tell hannah about it if she didn’t think that something could come out of whatever he obviously had planned.  “oh yeah.  he asked me about how the new cheerleading routine was coming along for half-time, but i knew it was just a conversation starter so we could start talking about you,”  chrissy says, wiggling her brows at her.

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EDDIE MUNSON : mcsaiccfmuses​

Eddie stopped wondering what might happen if he got out of Hawkins a long time ago. Honestly, he never thought he could rise about generations of failure, not even in Ms. O’Donnell’s class. He shrugs. “Since when is it our teachers’ job to like us though?” He really does wonder why her opinion of him should matter as an educator. Sure, maybe he shouldn’t have told her she needed to get laid on one of his papers, but the assignment was utter bullshit and he should’ve had a much higher grade. “You know, my creativity just doesn’t really fit into a box and she really likes boxes. I know because she gives seniors in the stupid class diorama assignments!” How did he end up in the stupid class for English, anyway? He writes all the time–music, D&D… he loves to write.

He smiles at her, the slight touch enough to send electricity and heat rushing through him. He tells himself she’s just flirting, a tease like all the cheerleaders. Nevermind that he’s definitely hooked up with a few of them at the Hide Out. “I’m glad. Anything I can do to get you to like me even more is recommended,” he adds, clearing his throat. “Do you like Mr. All-American?”

        “i wouldn’t say it’s their job to dislike us either, eds.”   she quirks a brow at him, a playful you know i’m right look on her face.  ( chrissy’s testing out the nickname for his nickname; not sure if she likes it yet, but she hopes he doesn’t mind ).  “but okay, okay, i will have to admit that a diorama in senior year does seem a bit juvenile — and that your creativity definitely goes beyond what the school board has in mind for high school english classes.”  and chrissy meant it.  there were people who thrived under compliance with rules, or at least did well enough by having no problem with them, but eddie wasn’t one of them.

which, really, wasn’t as bad of a thing as most of the teachers thought it was.  “my parents like mister all-american,”  chrissy replies with a slight huff.  her mother especially; it was one of the primary reasons she adored jason carver and now resented her for dumping him.  ( i’m sure he’ll take you back if you say you just needed some time to yourself for a while.  can’t you think about your future for once, christabel? ).  “but if my parents liked you so much then i probably wouldn’t like you.  so.”