#chessy

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Abbott Elementary

Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

I Choose You (complete)

Sorry, Hon (complete)

Huh, Who the Hell Knew? (complete)

Just Right (complete)

Whatever You Want (complete)

More Than Enough (complete)

Are You F*cking Kidding Me? (complete)

Stay Down (complete)

Waiting On Her (complete)

For Keeps (complete)

The Book of Love (in progress)

Can't Fight This Feeling (complete)

Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) (complete)

Arcane

Caitlyn Kiramman x Reader

First Love/Late Spring (hiatus)

Caitlyn Kiramman x Vi

Palm of Your Hand (complete)

What About Us? (complete)

Hedda

Hedda Gabler x Eileen Lovborg

Are You Braver Now? (complete)

Good Company (in progress)

Resident Evil Village

Alcina Dimitrescu x Reader

A Thousand Times (in progress)

Open Your Eyes (in progress)

A Woman Overseas (in progress)

Tár

Sharon Goodnow x Reader / Sharon Goodnow x Lydia Tár

Broken Like Me (in progress)

The Parent Trap

Chessy x Reader

Falling Slowly (complete)

WandaVision / Agatha All Along

Agatha Harkness x Reader

Won't You Be My Neighbor? (complete)

Yellowjackets

Van Palmer x Reader

Summary: I'm dying of fucking cramps and I needed a little self comfort on what my comfort characters would do to help take care of you during that time of the month.

I kinda like this. Might do more of these

Warnings: Talks of menstruation, blood, mood swings

Characters: Olivia Benson, Ayanna Bell, Melissa Schemmenti, Ava Coleman, Alex Blake, Tara Lewis, Athena Grant, Chessy

Fandoms: SVU,Organized Crime, Abbott Elementary, Criminal Minds, 9-1-1, The Parent Trap

The full trailer for Wicked Wonderland dropped today and honestly it looks pretty good(with one exception I'll get to in a bit).

The trailer opens on a Queen of Hearts fake out which seems pointless since we already know she's good now but I do like her new cards:

So Red is happy with her new mom, best friend and it seems like she gets used to Pink too, everything's good.

Except it isn't, Maddox is evil now and he's taken over Wonderland, capturing the queens in the process and Charming's rescue doesn't seem to be going very well(though to be fair his claim to fame is finding a shoe, not fighting):

So Red rounds up the HK's and the VK's to go rescue everyone and liberate her home, though Chloe seems hesitant to work with the VK's at first which considering that her best friend is a former VK seems a little hypocritical.

There's no mention of the Kingdom Cup Games so that plot might have been scrapped but I'm excited to see more of Wonderland than just the castle.

It definitely seems like RedxLuis is going to be a thing and I already know it's not going to go over well with the GlassHeart shippers, nothing on ChloexMax so fat though.

And then there's Chessy.

I actually like some of the effects done with the character and it looks like they may be an antagonist(or maybe just an annoyance like in the original movie/book).

But some of the CGI looks horrifying and really out of place:

Other interesting things of note:

I have no idea what Maddox has here but it looks like we're getting a new magical Mcguffin which probably means FG is going to be useless again.

Hazel tells Chloe not to be so trusting but is this really Hazel or is it Maddox using illusions to corrupt Chloe? There's a theory going around that Chloe turns evil due to a run in with this thing:

And Maddox just uses that his advantage but honestly I could see him intentionally sending something to corrupt one of the group to foil their rescue attempt.

Either way we get another shot of evil Chloe holding the pocket watch, her face isn't seen but we know it's her thanks to leaks:

I honestly started wondering if evil Chloe was going to be post credits teaser for another movie(because Descendants 6 is probably going to happen whether we like it or not) but it's unlikely they'd put something like that in the main teaser/trailer or make a whole doll just for that. Especially since Mad, which released today(though I'm not sure if it's the whole song or just a snippet) sounds like it's being sung by evil Chloe.

Finally we have a shot of Max making a potion and what looks like it might be the final battle.

part one, AO3, Wattpad

Two

You wake early, always have done, but it’s even earlier than Chessy. And Chessy considers herself an early riser. She assumes you’re still in bed until she looks out of the kitchen window at the gorgeous orange sunrise, sky dotted with early morning hot air balloons and a light mist, and you, galloping through a field.

Buttercup, the horse you are riding, is going so fast that you have to hold on to your hat. Your smile is wide, laughing to yourself as you gallop at full speed. Your hair blows in the breeze behind you, and you feel so free.

When you slow down near the stables, you notice Chessy walking down the hill. Her hair is in a claw clip, and she’s wearing jeans and a shirt today. Sammy runs along beside her, and you wave at her, stroking Buttercup with your free hand.

“Mornin’!” You say as she reaches the fence.

“Morning, cowgirl,” she grins. “Made you coffee.”

“Oh, you’re an angel,” you say, swinging your leg over the horse and hopping down. “Thank you.”

“You’re up early,” she says, sipping her own coffee as she leans against the fence.

“Am I?” you laugh. “I guess I don’t even realise anymore how early it is.”

“Well, you’re up before me, and I’m an early riser,” she chuckles, watching you. “What happened last night?”

“What do you mean?” You ask nervously, and she sighs.

“I don’t know,” she shrugs. “Just ignore me, I’m tired.”

“Chess,” you say, and she smiles at the nickname. “I want to tell you,” you sigh. “I’m just scared.”

“Scared about what?” She asks curiously.

“About you looking at me differently,” you mumble against your mug.

“Have you killed someone?” She jokes, and when you don’t answer, she steps back nervously.

“No, no, I haven’t killed anyone!” You say. “Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“You’re worrying me,” Chessy says, her knuckles turning white around her mug.

“I, uh, I’m transgender, Chessy,” you mumble. “I have a penis.”

“What?” she laughs nervously. “No, you don’t.”

“No, I do,” you say. “And last night, when your hand brushed my thigh. Well, my penis did what penises do, and I was so embarrassed. I didn’t want you to find out like that.”

“But, you don’t look trans,” she says before smacking her hand over her mouth. “I’m so sorry that was so insensitive of me.”

“It’s fine,” you mumble.

“No, it’s not fine. I’m sorry, I’ve just never met a trans person before,” she says, and you sigh.

“I mean, you probably have,” you say. “It’s not like we go around advertising it.”

“I’m really putting my foot in my mouth, aren’t I?” she says, sliding her hand over her face. “I’m sorry, I’m not handling this well.”

“You’re trying,” you say. “That’s what matters.”

“You have a penis,” Chessy confirms. “Sorry, I can’t believe I’m talking about your penis.”

“Can we stop saying penis?” You laugh, and Chessy laughs too. The tension melts away as you both laugh hard at the absurdity of it all.

“Does Nick know?” She asks.

“I mean, it’s not really anyone’s business, but yes, I did tell him,” you say. “It’s the reason my wife left me, in case you were wondering.”

“Well, she’s an idiot,” Chessy says. “Who wouldn’t want a hot wife like you?” She blushes when the words leave her lips, and you laugh, shrugging.

“I mean, seriously, isn’t a woman with a cock like the perfect partner?” She asks, and you raise your brow.

“Not for everyone, clearly,” you say. “Why, is that your idea of a perfect partner?” She’s blushing again, and you grin as she looks at the ground, trying to think of something else to say.

“We should go for a ride,” she says, and you scoff. “On the horses, I mean.”

“I knew what you meant,” you laugh. “We should, that would be fun.”

“Yeah,” she grins. “I’ll make us breakfast and pack us lunch, and we can have a picnic?” She suggests.

“That sounds lovely,” you smile, feeling relieved. “Chess?”

“Yeah?” She asks, reaching for your now-empty coffee cup.

“Thank you for not being weird about this.”

“What’s there to be weird about?” She winks, climbing over the fence again. “Come up for breakfast in about 20 minutes.”

“Yes, ma’am,” you say, and she grins to herself as she walks back up the hill.

“Sammy, come on, boy,” she says, and you watch her walk away. She is gorgeous, and she is accepting, and apparently, you are the perfect partner for her. You spend the next 20 minutes smiling like an idiot as you sort the horses out before heading back up to the house for breakfast.

“Somethin’ smells good,” you say, removing your hat as you walk in through the kitchen doors. Chessy is wearing glasses as she leans against the counter, reading a book while cooking. You haven’t seen her with glasses on before, and she looks beautiful.

“Thanks,” she smiles, looking up from her book. “I made breakfast burritos, and I’m making lunch now.”

“I’m gonna be the size of this house soon, huh?” You laugh as you walk closer to grab a plate of food.

“Well, you could do with a bit of extra meat on those bones,” she smirks, watching your arms flex as you lift the plate and carry it to the table. She had so many questions, but she didn’t want to make things awkward or weird.

“Come sit,” you say. “Eat your breakfast with me. I’m sure the food can wait a minute.”

“Okay,” Chessy smiles, removing her glasses and closing her book. She grabs her plate and sits opposite you, smiling shyly.

“What do you want to know?” You ask. “I can tell you’re thinking.”

“Are they implants?” She asks, nodding to your chest, and you laugh.

“Yeah, but nice natural ones,” you insist. “I didn’t want to look fake, you know? The whole point is that no one is supposed to know.”

“But you told me,” she smiles. “You trust me?”

“I do,” you say. “I really do.”

Chessy smiles, reaching across the table to hold your hand. She squeezes gently, and you finish your breakfast in silence, just in the quiet presence of one another. You clean up the plates, and Chessy finishes making lunch while you head to the bathroom to splash some cold water over your face.

You had no idea if Chessy was feeling all of the confusing feelings you were, but your mind was scrambled.

Chessy’s mind is equally scrambled. She stirs her pasta sauce, and her mind wanders. She thinks about your arms, how toned they are, how good they would feel around her body. She thinks about your breasts, how perfect and perky and real they look. And then, because she’s only human, she thinks about your cock. About its size, its girth. She imagines how good it would feel inside of her, how turned on she is by the idea of you fucking her. She doesn’t even know if that’s something you’d be into. She doesn’t know how you feel about your penis, as a trans woman. But she finds herself becoming wetter and wetter as she imagines you bending her over this exact counter and fucking her from behind.

She groans, squeezing her legs together.

“You okay?” You ask, coming back into the room. “Did you burn yourself?”

“What? No,” she says, flustered. “I’m okay. This is almost done,” she smiles. “Um, can you grab the picnic bag from the cupboard under the stairs?”

“Yes, ma’am,” you say again, unaware of how flustered she’s getting because of you.

The afternoon sun is surprisingly warm for an autumn day, and you feel so blessed to be able to experience Napa like this. Chessy has spread out a picnic blanket in the middle of a grape field, and the horses are tied to a nearby tree. She has made a gorgeous spread of food and brought a bottle of Parker Family wine. You wonder how a woman this amazing and thoughtful could possibly be single.

“So, how long have you worked here?” You ask, sitting next to her on the blanket.

“God,” she says, pouring two glasses of wine. “Fifteen years, give or take. They’re my family,” she smiles.

“I can see why you’d stay,” you tell her, looking around at the view. “It’s gorgeous here. And Nick and Liz seem lovely.”

“Yeah,” she smiles. “It hasn’t always been Nick and Liz, though,” Chessy tells you, and you strap in while she tells you the wildest story you’ve ever heard.

“Wait,” you say, on your second glass of wine by the time she’s finished talking. “They separated the twins for eleven years?”

“Yep,” she says, sipping her drink. “Don’t even ask. I wouldn’t be able to separate my kids.”

“You want kids?” You smile, and she shrugs.

“If it worked out for me and the timing was right, yeah,” she says. You nod, smiling. It was nice to see Chessy like this, calm and relaxed. “What about you?” She asks.

“Yeah,” you say. “With the right person.”

She studies you for a moment, and she smiles, blushing when she notices you watching her. “This is really fun, Chessy,” you say, putting your hand on her knee. “Thank you.”

“It was nothing,” she shrugs, and you shake your head, squeezing her knee.

“It’s not nothing,” you insist. “It means a lot to me, Chess. Really. You’ve been so kind to me and made me feel so welcome here.”

“It gets lonely here sometimes,” she admits. “It’s nice having you around.”

“Well, get used to it, because I’m not going anywhere,” you tell her, resting your head against hers as you watch the horses graze around a tree.

Chessy’s pulse quickens beside you, and her heart flutters. You don’t realise, too busy trying to understand your own feelings and whether they’d be reciprocated. And you finish off your glasses of wine in silence, enjoying the closeness of one another.