#hellcheerwip

i have yet to start my @hellcheeranniversaryweek bingo card fics yet BUT i still wanna contribute to the event any way i can so have a lil peek of the ongoing saga that is the groupie au:

I'm working on a little story for @theawfuledges that I'm planning to post as part of @hellcheeranniversaryweek

It's still a WIP, but it's about Chrissy learning that she can be herself and belong in places that she never imagined herself being. Title is from the movie Ladyhawke.

Hellcheer WIP Wednesday

Here's a peek at a fic I'm working on for @hellcheeranniversaryweek:

CW: Laura Cunningham being abusive, disordered eating, Jason Carver being abusive, sexual coercion

She adjusted her white tank top over her jeans skirt and frowned as she noted the way it hugged the swell of her breasts and curves of her hips. Her mother would have something to say about that. She made sure that her bra straps were hidden. She didn’t want to be accused of being indecent and made to wear a sweater. It was too hot for that today.

She mouthed the words, “Fuck it” to her reflection and left her ensuite. Flopping onto her bed, she rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Truth be told, she did not want to go to the Fair today. It was hot and with the holiday, she imagined it would be crowded as well and that meant she would be carefully tucked under the arm of her boyfriend the entire time as he ensured that all of Hawkins knew who she belonged to. The shine of going steady with Jason Carver had worn away in June, about two months after they first began to date. His good lucks and charm had been appealing to her. His family being a pillar of the church the Cunninghams attended as well as the Carver wealth had been appealing to her mother. And Laura Cunningham had very quickly shut down any conversation Chrissy raised about breaking up with Jason.

So Chrissy did what she was told and continued to see Jason. And if that meant going along with his kisses and touches and closing her eyes and praying and letting him guide her hand inside his pants, then so be it. Even if she really didn’t want to. And she also very quickly learned to lie and tell him that she did want it and that she loved him, and of course he felt good inside her! Because if she didn’t lie then Jason was very quick to point out that something was wrong with her and that maybe it would feel good if she stopped moving around so much and quit eating sweets and fries because the extra weight was making things difficult for him.

I had to look up one of the things on my bingo card ("chemistry read," which is when two actors playing characters that are meant to have romantic tension do a screen test to see if they... have chemistry) which then sparked a WHOLE plot bunny (which is good!) so I started working on that one right away hehe

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Eddie’s not entirely sure how Rick hooked him up with this audition, but he is absolutely not going to look this particular gift horse in the mouth. It’s a TV role, for one, and on a show that gets pretty decent watch numbers (that he has actually contributed to on occasion. Okay, look, he’s a huge fucking fantasy nerd, of course he watches Sword of Annaris) AND it looks like it’s a recurring character role. Jack-goddamn-pot, baby. If he can land this role, he definitely owes Rick, like, a really fuckin’ nice steak dinner or some shit, for being the best goddamn agent of all time. Plus, it’ll be nice to branch out a little. His theatre roles have been pretty varied (if nothing really show-stopping) but any film stuff he’s done— which has been a reasonable amount, okay, he’s not complaining or anything— he’s usually the faceless villain in some B- or C-list slasher, luring innocent virgins down dark alleys to murder them with an appropriate amount of gore and mad laughter. 

Oh crap, last moments of this week's WIP Wednesday for the @hellcheeranniversaryweek! I have barely started but I have something to share, thankfully.

Chrissy hesitated for so long that Abigail had already changed into her normal clothes and grabbed her bag. The friend touched her shoulder and said in her ear "Don't forget there's a tazer under the counter in case he tries anything." Chrissy hoped her work day wouldn't end with her needing to use it on the crying man. Abigail waved goodbye, rounded the counter and left through the front door. Chrissy decided she had practiced her speech enough, and it was time to finally approach the hunched man. He hadn't made any sniffling noises for a little while now; maybe this would be the best moment to get him to pay and leave. She rounded the corner, wiped her hands on her apron, and took a deep breath before speaking. "Is there anything else you need, sir?" She paused to wait for a response. The man didn't move. Maybe her voice was too low? "Sir? Do you need anything?" Nothing. She took a step closer, half curious, half worried. Did he fall asleep on the counter? Chrissy, for reasons unknown to herself, raised her hand and touched him gently on the shoulder. Everything after that happened really fast. The man, startled, jumped on his seat, causing the guitar case leaning on his knee to fall to the side, which in turn led Chrissy to try and catch it - losing her balance midway through and hitting her knees hard on the tiled floor. She let out a pained cry, reflexively clutching the rescued guitar case, and the man stumbled out of the stool to try and help her, nearly falling himself. "Oh my God, Chrissy, I'm so sorry, you scared me!" He said, on his knees, getting the case out of her grip and laying it on the floor behind him. Then he surveyed her, with a worried look on his face like he just broke something that would get him in trouble. Chrissy would have laughed at the notion, if her knees weren't throbbing with pain. "Are you okay, did you break something?" His hands were in front of him, like he wanted to help but didn't know how. Chrissy tried to move her legs so her knees wouldn't be against the tile anymore, and winced at the pain of the movement. Damn, she hit the floor pretty hard. "No, it just really hurts," she answered, then finally processed what happened. "How do you know my name?"

I have another as-of-yet untitled WIP for @hellcheeranniversaryweek bingo card. It should fill in a few squares but most importantly it'll fill in the road trip square! 🛣️

Quick warning, this snippet is from Eddie's POV, so there's gratuitous use of the f-bomb. Gratuitous enough that I thought I should put it below the cut. 😆

Another Wednesday, another WIP for Hellcheer Bingo with @hellcheeranniversaryweek! Yes, I'm writing another one. I didn't think I had it in me, but the prompts are so fun, so I'm trying to write as much as I can!