#surfcheer

[sidereustales]

࿔˚𖤓 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𖤓˚࿔

dividers by @uzmacchiato

[justiceforplutoo]

MY RAREPAIRS...I CAN'T SEE WITHOUT MY RAREPAIRS...

[rebelfell]

surfcheer is real to me and that’s all that matters.

credit to @sidereustales for putting them in my brain

Chrissy had never seen the ocean.

She’d been out to Lover’s Lake, of course, and her aunt had a place on Lake Michigan she visited for the summer a couple times as a little girl. But she never got in the water, too self-conscious under her mother’s critical eye to shed her cover-up.

Years later, even without her mother being there, she still felt that same instinct to hide, to conceal, to disguise. It was why she had never so much as looked at a bikini, let alone bought one or wore it in front of Jason; and why she always kept her towel wrapped around her right up until the moment she had no choice but to drop it.

This was different, though. She had never been in the presence of something so vast. Something that stretched so far in every direction.

And nothing had ever made her feel so…tiny.

Not tiny like thin, but tiny like insignificant. All of a sudden, all of her problems that used to seem so insurmountable felt downright minuscule in the grand scheme of things. In the face of this big, wide world she thought she’d never see.

“Wow,” she breathed, inhaling the brine of salt air and sunshine and other things her lungs had been missing without even knowing it. “It’s beautiful.”

“Be it ever so humble,” Argyle chortled.

With a slight groan, he stretched his arms over his head, the hem of his t-shirt sliding up to flash his torso and the slight pudge of his belly. Everything about Argyle was so delightfully round and soft. His cheeks were so full he resembled a chipmunk smuggling nuts when he smiled, and he looked, Chrissy thought, like a hug that had come to life.

“We didn’t have to come straight here, you know,” she reminded him, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. “I could’ve waited ‘til tomorrow.”

Especially if I’m gonna be living here, she nearly added. It still felt strange to think, let alone say. She’d never imagined living anywhere besides Hawkins—couldn’t so much as picture it.

And yet, here she was. On the run, about to move in with a relative stranger, to live under a totally different name. So far from her old life, she couldn’t even picture it anymore.

Nuts, she thought. Absolutely nutso.

“What?! No way!” Argyle shook his head, his long and pin straight black hair swishing and catching the golden light of the sun that was beginning to set. “We had to rectify a gross oversight.”

Chrissy nodded and bounced slightly on the balls of her feet, her smile breaking through as she gave up trying to hide her excitement.

Argyle swayed a little closer, the warm and herbal scent of him washing over her senses like the waves that lapped gently at the shoreline.

“And speaking of oversights,” he added with a low burr and an impish smile, “your first pizza is next.”

[chatteringfox]

What if, instead of going to Eddie to buy weed, Chrissy went to Argyle

I wanna know what THEIR woods convo would have sounded like

She and Argyle end up getting high together in the back of his van, Vecna tries to kill her but "Pass the Dutchie" is playing in the background so she lives

[alicetallula]

Here's my little contribution to Argyle Day by @genderthings 😊💜

"Try before you deny" / Baking

Hair + Fashion - SurfCheer - 08.01.2025

I went with something simple with Chrissy braiding her pretty partner's hair happily 💕

Done using watercolors, ink pens, alcohol markers, gel pens, colored pencils, acrylic paint pens, graphite pencils and Photoshop for the background motif

AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

[piastrinorris]

ARGYLE WEEK day 3: music

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[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Does anyone have any ideas what the ship name for the three of them would be?

Edit: HellcheerPizza? NO! HELLCHEERDELIGHT!

[userglitched]

sen’s fic rec!

i was going to write an introduction to this but i couldn't think of anything. i just want to show appreciation for a few fics i absolutely loved which in my opinion, haven't got the recognition they deserve. reblogs are encouraged, that's kind of the whole point of this! go and appreciate a writer you love rn.

Hands in your Heart, and Hearts in your Hallway by @sharpbutsoft

stonathan teen & up 3,220 words Jonathan knows, with an aching certainty, that there’s another version of events, another timeline, Will might have said, where this could go differently. Where the first time he straddles another boy, and is forced to face the fact that he likes it more than any boy should, is a tender moment.

my comments: i fully acknowledge that there might be a bias here, as this fic was gifted to me and i got to see it through the various stages of completion, but it’s really something so special. please give it a read if you miss s1 stonathan as much as i do, it does their characters justice in a way that feels so realistic yet hopeful.

how the light gets in by @fastcardotmp3 (series, still in progress)

wheelingham some parts rated m, some rated e 29,427 words Chrissy looks at Nancy Wheeler every day and she knows that this is the good, this girl is the good, with her offerings of sustenance (no matter how limited) and her promises to come back tomorrow again and again and again, never breaking and never missing. And Chrissy would die twice before she hurt the good. That’s the difference, because Chrissy sees blood on her face and in her hair, sees the knots in it and the lack of washing, and all she wants is to create her own pocket of good here.

my comments: the kas!chrissy au i didn't know i needed until it happened, this series is everything. i'm feral about it in a way i can't articulate here without sullying you guys' good image of me (lmfao as if) or getting very, very tmi

Let’s Get Out of This Country by @walkingsaladshooter

surfcheer (argyle/chrissy) teen & up 2,579 words They drive until they find a field of wildflowers. They pick them and weave them into crowns, place them on each other’s heads. The sun is warm and Chrissy asks him if he’s ever read A Wrinkle in Time and he gasps like he just won the lottery. They lie in the sun until her cheeks burn pink and talk about tesseracts and gentle beasts until she nearly feels hoarse.

my comments: this fic was so soft and i still think about it. it captures the vibe i envision them sharing so well. healing to read fr

What Water Gives, It Takes Away by @bitchsteve (saintmares on ao3)

nancy-centric teen & up 3,224 words It’s a strange feeling, the sinking. It’s almost serene, and nothing at all like she had imagined it would be. Not that she had imagined it all that much. Still, as she descends down further and further toward the very bottom of the pool, slipping into a somewhat suspended sitting position, all she feels is calm as all the peace that she had been searching for since they left the Upside Down finally finds her.

my comments: i'm not getting over this fic any time soon. such a spot-on characterization of nancy and all she's been through. getting to see her start down the path of healing and being surrounded by the people she loves (and who love her) it's just...so good.