[willgayers]

112. and 64. And could you please write it eddissy❤️

‘112. why are you bleeding?’

‘64. you’re so beautiful’

oMG this is so disgustingly cute you guys

genre; FLUFF!!!

warnings; bullying, violence, cursing, bl**d

notes; au high school era, where chrissy and eddie are classmates :3 

gif by @psyche-edits

“and that’s it for today, everyone!” the cheer coach called out, and all the cheerleaders of hawkins high began to gather up their stuff from the field. chrissy cunningham grabbed her backpack from the ground, and started to make her way towards the locker rooms at the other side of the field, attached to the school building.

“oh my god- kelly is such a bitch.” her teammate jocelyn snapped, as she hurried next to chrissy. “yeah,” chrissy noted, letting out a small chuckle. “like, did you hear what she said?” jocelyn continued. “that she should be on top of the pyramid. who does she think she is?!” chrissy was about to answer to that, but her gaze got stuck at the sight of some black curly hair peeping out from behind the stadium benches.  “chrissy?” jocelyn asked. “hello- did you hear what i said?”  “uhm- i’ll, i’ll be right after you.” chrissy blurted out to her, and jocelyn frowned at chrissy as she started to walk towards the benches, holding on to her backpack straps. “fine, whatever.” jocelyn said, and started marching towards the locker rooms.

as chrissy got closer, she started to see more of the boy she’d already; from the top of his head; recognized as eddie. he was sitting on one of the metal planks, brushing off mud and- blood? - chrissy frowned to herself, - from his ripped jeans. chrissy then noticed that his jeans weren’t ripped on purpose. they’d gotten ripped. he had a pretty bad cut on his lip, and his shirt was all muddy as well.  “eddie?” chrissy asked softly, voice full of worry and confusion. eddie flinched, turning his head around fast. his lips parted a little as she saw chrissy, embarrassment filling his gut. he didn’t think anyone would find him here; and he definitely didn’t want someone like chrissy finding him here. chrissy and eddie weren’t that close, other from the fact that they had been assigned lab partners ― which was why eddie had started to form a massive crush on chrissy. he was simply aware that there was probably never going to be a single chance for someone like him to be with someone like her. he’d given up on the thought of the two of them before he had ever really started. but of course, chrissy’s boyfriend jason didn’t know that.

༝   ”what’s the freak drawing-?!”

eddie shot his gaze up as jason and his gang started approaching him in the park by the school.

“you, naked.” eddie smirked at him, and jason’s nostrils widened from anger. he marched over to eddie, and eddie tried to close the sketch book, but jason snatched it from his hands just in time.

“give it back,” eddie spat, jumping up and trying to grab the book, but jason stepped away, quickly opening the page eddie was just on.

“i bet it’s some nasty shit about the monsters in his stupid game,” one of the guys laughed from the side, but jason wasn’t laughing. he was staring at the book with furrowed brows and an open mouth. eddie clenched his jaw, waiting for jason’s final reaction.

“what the shit?” jason spat. he turned to look at eddie, and held the book up, showing him the page. it was a picture of chrissy. nothing sexual, just a sketch of her leaning against the desk in maths class, staring out of the window, chewing on her pen. something eddie was more focused on in the class than the actual lecture.

“you’re drawing my girlfriend?” jason asked, raising his brows.

“whaaaat? she’s your girlfriend?” eddie faked, and jason growled, throwing the book in to the trash.

“oh, you’re dead, freak.” he growled, walking off to eddie and sucker punching his face. eddie fell to the ground, and before he could get up, jason kicked his rib, making eddie fold. the other guys started to kick him as well; and then the bell rang.

“guys— guys, i think someone’s coming,” one of the boys yelled, and they stopped.

“this isn’t over, bitch.” jason spat to eddie, and then they took off, leaving eddie lay on the ground. ༝

“chrissy,” eddie said. “what are you… doing here?” he let out a nervous chuckle which hurt his ribs, gesturing around. “i don’t think this is where the cheer practice is.”  “i saw you,” chrissy said, walking closer to him, ignoring his joke. “what happened to you? why are you bleeding?”  “i tripped.” eddie said, and chrissy only stared at him, blinking.  “oooohkay- guess we’re not buying that one,” he cleared his throat. “your boyfriend. your boyfriend happened.” he fake smiled, wincing a little at the pain it sent to his lip.  chrissy’s brows furrowed.  “jason?” she asked.  “you have more than one idiot boyfriend?” eddie raised his brows.  “jason and i aren’t together anymore.” chrissy said quietly, glancing at the ground. she crossed her arms in front of her chest, and turned her gaze away. it wasn’t that she felt awkward talking about it with eddie— it was that jason had been such a douchebag to her, that it made chrissy uneasy just talking about him in general. “i, uhm… i broke up with him last night.”  “oh,” eddie said, not even realizing how his tone of voice just kinda raised in a hopeful manner. “i mean-“ he now tried to brush his reaction off. “good for you. he’s a real dick.”  “yeah.” chrissy said, and eddie just looked at her.

short silence.

“here- let me help you.” chrissy spoke, not able to take the silence anymore.  she started opening up her backpack as she stepped closer, and then sat down next to eddie. eddie tensed a little, the scent of chrissy’s perfume filling the air nearby him. she smelled like vanilla and lilies, and eddie found it an extremely pleasant scent to breathe in. every time she sat next to him in chemistry class, he’d sometimes kinda drift off for a minute in it.  “this is gonna sting a little,” chrissy said, spraying anti bacteria spray on eddie’s open knee, and eddie jumped.  “shit- a little?!” he cursed out, and chrissy turned to look at him, smiling amusedly.  “oh, you think that’s funny?” eddie let out a small laugh. “you find my pain hilarious?”  “no,” chrissy shook her head. “i find you hilarious.” if eddie didn’t know better, he’d say she was actually flirting with him a little.  “oh, wow.” eddie said. “chrissy cunningham finds me hilarious. what a time to be alive.”  chrissy just gave him a look, before wiping his knee with a wound pad. eddie hissed.  “jesus- why do you even have all this stuff?” he asked, staring at chrissy’s backpack.  “i’m a cheerleader.” chrissy looked at him. “i get wounded up a lot.”  “right. it’s a brutal sport, really.” eddie said, and chrissy shot him a glare as she leaned to get a bandaid from her backpack.  “no! i’m serious,” he chuckled. “i’ve seen you guys practice. you must’ve fallen at least fifty times.”  chrissy stopped what she was doing, and turned to look at him with a confused smile. “you’ve seen me practice?” she asked.  eddie went a little red, and he hoped chrissy wouldn’t notice. she did, though.  “i mean,” he let out a nervous laugh. “i come out here to smoke sometimes.”  “by yourself?” chrissy quirked a brow, putting the bandaid on his knee. eddie watched her do it, and couldn’t help but feel his stomach flutter as her small fingers with pink nails brushed against his skin for a second.  “no, with… with…” eddie tried to think of someone as chrissy gave him a suspicious look. “dustin.”  chrissy let out a surprised laugh, raising her brows.  “you come out here to smoke with dustin?” she asked, not believing it.  “totally,” eddie blurted out, and chrissy started to laugh. she threw her head back as her eyes closed and nose scrunched. eddie liked this sound; hearing her laugh. he liked it a lot. and he wanted to hear more of it.  “what, you don’t believe me?” he blurted out. “well i am shocked!” he acted all dramatic.  “i’m- i’m sorry,” chrissy giggled, shaking her head. “of course i believe you.”  she chuckled, her eyes still closed and her smile going from ear to ear. the more chrissy laughed, the more eddie smiled.  “god you’re beautiful,” he blurted out; immediately realizing what he’d just said. chrissy opened her eyes, her smile slowly fading away; but never fully leaving her face. she tilted her head a little, eyes sparkling with curiosity.  “what?” she asked.  “nothing.” eddie quickly said. “i said absolutely nothing.”  “no,” chrissy said. “you said i’m… beautiful.”  eddie looked at her, feeling his cheeks tingle. she stared back at him; and god, eddie thought to himself. she truly was beautiful.  “i mean-“ eddie mumbled. “i mean, you are, so...“ he gestured at her, slightly squirming in his seat.  chrissy’s smile softened, as did her eyes. she put her hands flat on the plank, putting her weight on her arms as she swayed her legs in the air a little. she suddenly felt this funny feeling, where she didn’t know how to act, or how to be. lightheaded. but in a good way.  “really?” she asked, cheeks turning pinkish.  eddie raised his brows.  “w-wha- yes really!” he blurted out, actually shocked this time. “you’re gorgeous, come on.” did she really not believe him?  chrissy turned back to look at him, and eddie’s breath hitched in his throat.  “you really think so?” she asked.  “yeah,” eddie said; or more like breathed. he didn’t get how a girl this beautiful didn’t know she was beautiful.  chrissy smiled at him, tears nearly appearing in her eyes. eddie didn’t know if it was a good thing.  “can i, uhm… can i show you something?” he asked.  chrissy tilted her head a little, nodding.  “uh-huh,” she smiled, biting down to her lower lip. eddie smiled with the corner of his mouth as he turned around to his backpack, and pulled out his sketchbook.  “i’m sorry it smells like rotten lunch, but you can thank your-“ eddie started, and glanced at chrissy. her smile dropped immediately, and eddie felt bad for bringing up jason. “no one.” he coughed, opening the book. “uhm- here.”  he held the book open towards chrissy, showing her the sketch of her.  chrissy’s lips parted slowly.  “oh my god,” she said. “is that- is that me?”  she grabbed the book from eddie’s hands, gasping silently. “wow- this is- this is so good!”  she turned to look at eddie.  “did you make this?” she asked.  “yyyyyeah.” he was starting to regret showing her. was he being a total pussy? “i don’t know.” he shrugged. “i was bored.”  “oh,” chrissy’s smile disappeared, and she turned to look at the picture again, this time looking sad.  eddie’s jaw dropped a little at her reaction, and he hurried to fix the situation.  “no- uh, i was kidding.” he said. “i was not bored. i was totally staring at you.”  chrissy started to smile again as she turned to look back at him.  “not in a stalkery way, or anything,” eddie shook his head. “i don’t want you to think that. uhm- okay. i was just-“  but his sentence was cut off by chrissy’s lips on his. eddie’s eyes closed the second he felt her lips, but once he realized what was going on, his eyebrows shot up. the kiss stung his lip, but it was definitely worth the pain. chrissy kissed him softly, and that was how eddie responded to it. after a small moment, chrissy pulled away a little, biting down to her lower lip to stop herself from smiling.  “wow- okay,” eddie blurted out, pretty much in shock. “i’m sorry- could you do that again?”  chrissy chuckled, glancing down.  “i mean, only if you want to,” eddie rushed to say. “but it was really great, so-“  chrissy cut him off again with another kiss, this time grabbing his cheek. eddie couldn’t help but slightly grunt into the kiss. he grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. this time the kiss had way more emotion in it, and eddie’s head was up in the clouds.    so was chrissy’s. she didn’t remember the last time kissing jason had made her feel like this. she’d always thought eddie was cute — not in your typical way, but it may be for that reason exactly that chrissy had found him even more interesting. she thought he was funny and smart, and not that she would ever admit it (maybe later to eddie), she liked the way he smelled like cigarettes. it gave her a certain high.  and now here they were, practically making out behind the stadium benches. and it felt like there was no one else in the world; everything felt right in that moment.   chrissy pulled out, breathless.   she rested her forehead against eddie’s, trying to catch her breath.  “you’re a really good kisser,” she chuckled.  “so are you.” eddie said, and chrissy smiled. and then the bells rang. it was like they got snapped in back to the reality; chrissy closed her eyes, smile fading.  she pulled away.  eddie clenched his jaw. shit. did this mean that things were back to normal again? he knew it was too good to be true, chrissy cunningham actually hanging out with him. kissing him. eddie wondered if they could stay here forever, in this loophole of realities.  “you have to go, right?” he asked quietly. chrissy could hear the disappointment and even sadness in his voice. she opened her eyes, and was faced by eddie’s drawing again.  she looked at it, thinking of what it felt like kissing eddie. of what it felt like hearing the things he said, making her laugh.  she lifted her gaze to eddie, and started to smile.  “no,” she said. “we have to go.”  eddie raised his brows surprised.  “we?” he asked, and chrissy nodded with a smile as she got up.  “where?” eddie let out a small chuckle, also getting up.  “well- lets skip class.” chrissy shrugged, and eddie couldn’t believe his ears.  “you wanna go back to your place and watch a movie?” chrissy swayed her hips a little so that the cheer skirt swung in the air. something she did when she was nervous; but this time it was nervous in a good way. “i hear the new horror one is pretty good.”  “you like horror movies?” eddie asked. just when he thought chrissy couldn’t be more perfect.  “i love them.” chrissy smirked.  eddie started to smile, and he nodded.  “okay, then.” he said. “lets go.”  chrissy smiled wide, and held her hand out to him. eddie felt as though his heart was gonna burst out of his chest at this point, and he grabbed her hand. chrissy smiled up at him, closing her hand around his, and they started walking away from the school property, both smiling.

[willgayers]

guess who just remembered their password lmaoooo

[fudemushi]

no offense but like dont go wasting your emotion, lay all your love on me 🙄

[teashadephoenix]

Me reading a really good book: god this makes me wanna write

Me reading a really bad book: ugh this makes me wanna write

Me having coffee: i wanna write

Me going on a drive: i wanna write

Me doing the dishes: i wanna write

Me waking up: i wanna write

Me writing:

[unbotheredmuse]

[k-leemac]

#How Eddie became my favorite character with only 42 minutes of screen time

[babybluebex]

joseph quinn via 1883magazine (+bonus):

[cosmicbrowniefan]

i will forever love the battle in the it fandom of what richie is like as a teenager. half of us think he’d be grunge and badass and super cool and stick kind of to himself, but he’d be known by everyone and has a ton of people crushing on him, plus he’d be hilarious and super flirty when he did interact with people. the other half of us knows thinks that he’d basically be the human incarnation of flamin’ hot cheetos mac and cheese

[thebraveprincesspure]

Ahoy, Eddie!

Couldn’t get @steveshairychest ‘s fantastic idea out of my head, so… I decided to put my own spin on it!

[smoochme]

villain (self diagnosed)

[ceriseheaven]

joseph sent that tweet confirmed!

[willgayers]

hi! remember when i talked about wanting to write a story where billy has a twin; willy, who is like the ✨good✨ brother?

well, i started writing it, and here is a teaser for it! if anyone’s interested in following it i’m going to continue 🌸

note; this is an alternate universe with some changes to the actual plot, and some OC’s. <3

”cop or robber?”

“cop.”

the sun of California was shining brightly on a hot, Sunday evening on the yard of the Hargrove’s yard.

billy sighed, rolling his eyes. “what a surprise.”

“well you asked me!” willy defended himself.

“whatever—! get on your side.” billy snapped.

the 8 year old twins backed to two opposite unsteadily drawn chalk lines on the asphalt.

“okay. you ready?” willy asked.

“i was born ready.” billy smirked, turning his baseball cap to the side.

“alright braggart: here i come!” willy shouted. he jumped forwards and began chasing billy, who burst out in laughter while running away from him.

—

“dude, are you ready? can you open the damn door-? you don’t live here alone, you know.” billy smacked his fist to the bathroom door.

“in a second!” willy shouted back from behind the door.

“dude i am going to piss on the floor.” billy spat, and just then willy slammed the door open, flashing his brother a warm fake smile.

“all yours.” he said, bowing at his twin brother.

“you were shaving?” billy quirked a brow, looking at his brother’s face. they looked really similar, really; well, they were twins after all — but there were a few things telling them apart. billy’s hair was curly, where willy’s was more wavy rather than curly. willy had several ear piercings, billy had one. and if you ask willy, the most important thing telling them apart— wait, that’s something you probably don’t need to know.

“first day of new school,” willy said. “i don’t wanna look like a complete jackass.” he nodded at billy’s scruffy face.

“whatever, loser.” billy rolled his eyes and stomped to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

willy shook his head, tired of billy’s constant anger. of course willy knew that billy had always been angry; it was in his natural instinct, or something, to get pissed at the slightest inconveniences. but ever since their mother died, it had gotten worse. everyone has their own ways of dealing with grief, of course — but the way billy was handling it, was something willy just couldn’t get behind. so what he was doing these days, was just ignoring it. he thought that if he ignored it, it’ll just go away; billy will get tired of hating the world and the entire universe eventually. he’d always been the one for attention, and willy knew his twin; he knew that his constant anger was also him acting out, wanting to show the world just how bad he was hurting. he turned his sadness into anger, but didn’t accept help or comfort. he just wanted to bathe in his own little tub of hatred. and eventually, that’s why willy had come to the conclusion to just let it be. it was billy’s life, not willy’s; whatever stupid decisions his twin made to make his own life more miserable, wasn’t willy’s problem.

willy had made his way to his bedroom, and was currently looking at his appearance from the mirror. after a moment he sighed.

“as good as it gets,” he murmured to himself. he was wearing a black band tee, a light denim jacket and a pair of jeans.

then there was a knock on the door, which made him turn rapidly. standing by his door was max, their stepsister.

“hey,” max smiled, and as she looked at willy from head to toe, she smirked. “looking good.”

“you think?” willy asked, self-consciousness splashing through from his voice. “i hate being the new kid.”

“trust me, you can’t hate it more than me.” max mumbled.

“thats debatable.” willy said, throwing his backpack over his shoulder. “are you ready to go?”

“yeah— i was gonna ask you the same thing.” max said. “it is okay i ride with you, right?”

“are you kidding me? of course.” willy said as he started to walk towards max, and then they began walking to the front door. “i wouldn’t let you drive with billy ever. he drives like he and everyone in the car has nine lives.”

“that’s why i don’t ride with wussies.” billy appeared from the living room, biting into a green apple.

“good morning, billy.” max said to him, sarcastically.

“morning, ginger.” billy snapped. “what, you don’t wanna ride with me? i am so, so hurt.” he said, faking a pout, but his eyes stayed dead serious.

“see you at school.” willy snapped at billy, starting to make his way out. “and try not to kill anyone on your way.“

“i make no promises,” billy smirked at him, and willy rolled his eyes. max gave billy a scowl and rushed after willy.

[toastbutteregg]

[random-jot]

If Stranger Things was british

[galaxynerves]

Married Eddie is like “HAVE YOU SEEN HER??? [shows strangers a pic of Chrissy] now you have :)”

[djoswiftie]

the fact is I love him 

[bonescaro]

you can tell a lot about a person by who their first fictional crush was. it also explains every fictional crush they’ve had since

who was yours? i’ll go first: mine was batman :x