#hellcheeryouon

casting devious stares (and there she was)

rating: m words: 5.7k read on ao3: here 💞

My #HellcheerYouOn project is a longfic that just keeps growing (if this thing breaks 250k I'm writing a stern letter to myself) trying do 40k a month, mostly on track for this month so far.

It is inspired by this old fic of mine and I am out for everyone's feelings with this one. Have some of the first chapter:

Chrissy was so tired of being a problem. For months that was all she was good for. Now here was Eddie looking at her like she was special. Like he still loved her just as much as he did back when they dated and she supposed that must be true because he had interrupted her wedding and asked her to marry him instead. And she’d said yes. An hour ago she thought she was going to have to finally lock up her feelings for Eddie and find a way to get over them, but instead he was here and asking her to run away with him and her life had a shiny technicolor feel after months of black and white dreariness. Chrissy found she really didn’t care if her mother was probably cursing her as she dealt with the social fallout as long as she didn’t catch them at home.

AND a peak at chapter 2 because this thing is half flashbacks baby, you're getting their whole relationship.

(does it still count as a meet cute if someone pukes??)

Chrissy was too focused on emptying her stomach to notice anything until a pair of hands appeared to hold back her hair. They felt nice as she coughed up the last bits in her stomach and straightened, only to see Eddie fucking Munson next to her and she slipped on her heels in shock but thankfully the same hands that had held her hair back steadied her until she righted herself. “Jesus, are you ok?” he asked. For a second all she could do was blink at him in bewilderment that he gave even the slightest shit about whether she was ok or not. Also blink because he was kind of spinning in front of her. She opened her mouth to brush him off and not totally make a worse fool of herself, but it was taking too long to summon her composure because he spoke again. “Chrissy?” She’d never heard Eddie sound kind before and all the mixed up fears in her chest and all the inhibitions banished by her drunkenness led not to her brushing him off but to a sob that made her whole chest heave. “No,” she cried pathetically, “I’m not.” Maybe the first honest thing she’d said all day.

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Hellcheer Nation has always been great at two things - 1. Making amazing works for Chrissy and Eddie

2. Being a community that offers love and support

since today is the last day of the HellcheereYouOn event (and since I’ve had the world’s best cheerleader in @arisque) here’s a lil snippet of the upcoming you’re all I want to breathe chapter; a story I was able to write in its entirety during this event