#hellcheer day

[hauntedbyshakespeare]

hi. happy Hellcheer Day to the ones still here, still loving them, and not leaving anytime soon 🤍

[ebongawk]

"They had lost.

Oh, Christ.  They had lost.   He’d killed himself for nothing, for fucking bullshit, just to––

Just to be sent back.

Just to warn everyone."

every star in the sky (is taking aim) a hellcheer time travel AU by makeshiftcandy ch 1/? | rated E

read on ao3

[kaycore]

On March 21, 1986…Chrissy Cunningham and Eddie Munson reunited in the forest behind Hawkins High School

[justhere4thevibez]

I'd hoped to get my shit together enough to post a oneshot today, but that ain't happening. So enjoy this smutty little hellcheer headcanon instead:

Eddie could get... stuck, sometimes. Well, he called it stuck.

Chrissy called it ohmygod, ohmygod, Eddie, I can't come anymore I swear, I—

And then she'd come, of course, because Eddie knew exactly what he was doing, at least he did when it came to her, and he'd take a couple of moments to appreciate her, fucked out and wild-eyed and desperate, so desperate.

And then he'd start again, touching and teasing and licking her sweaty, sticky body, and she'd shudder and thrash and swear she couldn't come anymore, she really couldn't this time for real, Eddie, please.

So, he'd make her another empty promise he never planned to keep, just one more, honey, I swear, because he was stuck on seeing her beautiful face twisted in the most grotesque pleasure he could wring from her trembling body.

[team--edward]

Happy Hellcheer Day, loves!!!!

On this day in 1986, Chrissy Cunningham fell in love with Eddie Munson (and then nothing bad happened to them ever again) ☺️

[hangon-silvergirl]

“I will give you… /ten dollars/, to make out with me right now.”

I love you and I love this. 'Five Sentences' isn't even part of this anymore. Also! It's HellCheer Day, so... Have a whole-ass fic!

keggers & synth-pop by @hangon-silvergirl on ao3 (Complete!) A HellCheer Day One-Shot

Eddie narrows his eyes at her; takes a considering drag of his smoke. What else on God’s green earth is he good for in context? He’s not sure that he and Chrissy Cunningham have ever said more than a handful of words to one another ever. “Why?” “I’ll give you ten dollars to make out with me right now.” She couldn’t have stunned him anymore if she had told him that she was joining a nunnery and needed a ride, or if she had asked him to help her hunt down Bigfoot. Eddie blinks at her a few times, then sticks a finger in his ear and shakes it around vigorously to try and dislodge whatever’s impairing his hearing. “Uh. Come again?”

Eddie really oughta leave this party, but... Chrissy Cunningham is pretty persuasive.

[cyraclove]

happy hellcheer day, my friends

I don’t have a finished fic to post, so please have a little snippet of my current WIP, soft and only

Tears start to sparkle down her cheeks and onto her dress, spattering as they bleed into the shimmery silk.

Panic crawls across the back of Eddie’s neck.

“Okay, uh. Okay. Chrissy, hey. It’s—it’s okay. Shit. Did I say—fuck, I’m an idiot, I’m so sor—“

“No, no, it’s not you,” Chrissy sniffles, waving a hand as the other wipes at her eyes. Dark splotches of mascara smear the backs of her fingers. “I just…God, it’s so stupid.”

Something in Eddie softens, the tension melting from his shoulders. He rests an elbow on the console, cocking his head as he leans to close some of the distance between them.

“Hey. You can tell me.”

Another glittery tear slips from the corner of Chrissy’s smudgy eye as she turns to him. The dusky sunlight filters through the lazy, lavender tufts of cloud that linger in the sky. The light catches the feathery crown of baby’s-breath atop her head, turning it into a hazy halo.

“Standing up there, watching Johnathan. The way he looked at Nancy,” Chrissy starts, glancing wistfully toward the chapel with a small shake of her head. “It was like…like they were the only two people in that church.”

Chrissy shoots Eddie a little trembly smile that nearly kills him.

“I’m afraid that I’ll never have that. I don’t think anyone could ever love me like that.”

Eddie’s heart hammers within the confines of his chest, his stomach swooping as his mouth moves before his brain can convince it to stop.

“How do you know that someone doesn’t already?”

[ribs-leftonrepeat]

HAPPY HELLCHEER DAY! THESE TWO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE HAVE MY HEART, SOUL AND MIND IN THEIR HANDS AND GUESS WHAT? I DON'T CARE, I LOVE THEM🫶🏼💕.

Sorry for the yelling, I'm just so excited, this day Eddie and Chrissy meet again and since then, they lived happily ever after, and NOP nothing bad happen after that😊.

I hope you read a good fanfic today, listen some song that reminds you of them or do some artwork related to the ocassion💕🫶🏼.