#dirtbag teens au

[lilyqueenoffrogs]

I’ve been seeing that Teenage Dirtbag trend where people show pictures of themselves when they were younger, and I’ve decided since I made that Teenage Dirtbag Au, I should add a little more to it!

So here are some ideas for the rat man himself Bruce Wayne:

So image with me if you will...

Picture #1

- late teen Bruce leaving a mosh pit with a bloody nose and a big grin on his face

Picture #2

- Bruce is sitting on a chair with his head tilted back while Harvey pours two bottles of what could only be liquor into his mouth

Picture #3

- Alfred is pulling a angry Bruce away from someone out of the shot who Bruce is yelling at

Picture #4

- a candid photo of Oliver and Bruce standing outside what looks to be a gala in ball gowns smoking

That’s all I got for now! Hope you enjoyed

Okay Bye

#miss me? #batman headcanon #batfam #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #alfred pennyworth #tim drake #teen!brcue wayne #teenage dirtbag au

[heavencasteel420]

Honestly the implications for the Byers family dynamics if Jonathan gets taken to the UD instead of Will are staggering.

#I’m assuming an AU where he’s saved from the UD #obviously the dynamics would change in a very very sad way if he died #but will getting taken to the UD and being sick/possessed afterwards #kind of prolongs and exaggerates a pre-existing dynamic in the family #where will is the primary object of concern and Jonathan is the provisional second parent #but if Jonathan’s the one to basically acquire a long-term if not permanent disability in a really traumatic way #(which is in broad strokes what happens to will) #just as will is becoming older and more independent #a lot more has to change #and I think they would all feel so weird about it! #also if Jonathan’s too sick to work #or people don’t want to hire him because of the weirdness around his disappearance #that has more material consequences #idk it makes me think of Joan of Arcadia #where the star athlete older brother is paralyzed in a car accident #and the younger kids #(a slightly dirtbag-ish average teen girl and a nerdy teen boy) #are like yeah remember when our mild teen brattiness and social ineptitude were this family’s biggest problems? #guess no one is too concerned about that now! #that said will is still not allowed to ride his bike at night

[suchawrathfullamb]

Hannigram Fic Wishlist

For the talented ppl out there who write fics, consider:

Teenage Dirtbag where we get to see Hannibal in his teen years and how Will was subliminally there somehow (soulmate au? idk how that would work but that's not my job it's the author's)

Hannibal's honeytrap pov: what was going through his head during this marvelous time

Offscreen: all the times Will and H kissed/had sex in canon but we didn't see it cause it was offscreen (flaming bird scene foreplay and all)

The show/their relationship through Freddie's articles (someone said that in one of my posts and I thought it was hilarious)

AU (?) where instead of the fall in WOTL, will continues to clown the FBI and the plot goes on a la season 2 BUT with will completely on Hannibal's side this time

Will and Margot get to have the baby cause I'd looove to see how Hannibal would handle that (including his adoration for Will and the baby ofc looks exactly like daddy and the struggle to just get rid of Margot and baby trap 2.0 would ensure)

Christmas au because yes. But in character ofc. Murder spree or something festive like so.

In betweens: them touching and being yummy in the scenes in between scenes like, the car ride in WOTL or random moments of existing together

#hannigram #nbc hannibal #hannibal #will graham #hugh dancy #murder husbands #mads mikkelsen #hannibal lecter #fanfic #fic rec

[doshiart]

Gallavich Lovefest 2024

I haven't read that many works yet, but I already have a small bookmarks collection. So I wanna share my love!

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

10. A one-shot by someone else that's less than a year old

7 Minutes in Heaven by @crossmydna

It may or may not be biased because it's literally based off on my fanart. BUT. I really enjoyed this one! It's funny, sensual and hot. And they're adorable high school teens who are exploring each other, locked in the cramped space. Thank you, Cross! <3

11. A multi-chapter by someone else that's at least 3 years old (and complete)

Like Real People Do by @gallavichy

I'm still in the process of reading, but I've read "Cooperative Gameplay" before, so I already want to praise the story in advance. I love texting au and this is amazingly written. A lot of emotions, worries, warmth and love. Thank you, Gray! <3 I noticed that there haven't been any new post updates for a long time and that's a little sad, but I hope you're doing well and feel happy!

12. A multi-chapter by someone else that's between 1 and 3 years old (and complete)

Teenage Dirtbag by @heymacy

That's what rocked me. First love. Love at first sight. Mutual pining reached all limits. I loved this music band au so much. The 90s make this story even more interesting. I am absolutely totally in love with this version of the Milkovich family. Ian and Mandy's friendship is briliant. It was like an awesome movie. Thank you, Macy! <3

13. A multi-chapter by someone else that's less than a year old (and complete)

Out of Nowhere by @suzy-queued

Gives me goosebumps. Love and betrayal? I'm gonna cry. This is a thrilling story, i love it so much and want to re-read it soon. And it's a story with a stunning covers. If for some reason you have not read this yet, then I just recommend reading it. GO READ IT. I have so many feeling. Thank you, Deena! <3 I'm looking forward to your next multi-chap story with great interest and intense curiosity. Your universes, worldbuilding and original characters are amazing!

30. Any fanwork (yours or someone else's) that's at least 7 years old

Is There Somewhere by andchaos

One of the very first fic I read in the fandom. I was very amazed by this story and I fell in love even more.

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24. A Gallavich/fandom Tumblr blog

@callivich for this a huge impressive collection! I absolutely love every post.

@gallacrafts for creativity! I'm glad I discovered these inspiring monthly themes.

@gallavichthings for interesting events and community unity! This is truly wonderful.

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5. A fanart by someone else that’s at least 3 years old

I love the colors here.

6. A fanart by someone else that’s between 1 and 3 years old

This is so lovely and intimate.

7. A fanart by someone else that's less than a year old

I love the view of this scene from this side, it's very beautiful.

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...and lastly hehe

4. Something you're working on (either a fic that's still a WIP or plans for future works - feel free to add snippets/sketches/etc.)

cooking something for gallacrafts!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤactually no! the wall is lying. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ♡ love to all ♡

#Gallavich Lovefest 2024 #gallavich #gallavich fanfic #gallavich fandom #gallavich fanart #ian x mickey

[possibly-a-table-or-just-gay]

What if, and hear me out, he had a teenage dirtbag phase

Close ups & headcanons under the cut

The basic concept of this au would be the hagsquad would be in their late teens (17-19) and just abt to graduate from Hexside and get up to shenanigans.

Basic things to note:

1. Alador and Darius are dating, but have to keep it under wraps because Alador's parents are making him date Odalia

2. Eda had been cursed in this, but she hasn't attacked her dad yet so it's mostly a minor thing

3. Perry Porter will probably be a pretty minor character since there isn't really much to his character in canon (if anyone has hcs abt teenage Perry please let me know!!)

4. Ships in this au will be: Alador/Darius, Raine/Eda, toxic!Alador/Odalia and Bocha's moms

5. Odalia will not be portrayed very favourably in this, sorry!!

Asks abt this au are always welcome & hopefully more art/fics will be on the way!!!!

#i have ideas for the rest of the hagsquad too #thinking of making this an au #darius deamonne #darius #darius daemonne #toh darius #darius toh #hagsquad #aladarius #dalador #old hexsquad #toh fanart #i make shit sometimes

[goeticgalaxy]

got gym class in half an hour (1838 words) by cosmicAbsurdism Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Homestuck Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rose Lalonde/Kanaya Maryam Characters: Rose Lalonde, Kanaya Maryam, Karkat Vantas, Sollux Captor, Dave Strider, Rose's Mom | Beta Roxy Lalonde Additional Tags: Songfic, Fluff, Alternate Universe - High School, Prom, Teenage Dirtbag AU Summary: Kanaya Maryam has been the center of this dream since you started having it (somewhere around your thirteenth birthday, four years ago.) She lives on your block, just around the corner, with her mother. You’ve liked her in a very romantic sense since you were fourteen and on the same team as her in gym class volleyball. She single-handedly won the game, and it was the most impressive and attractive thing you had ever seen. You’re sure that had you been in possession of a penis at the time, you would have been extremely embarrassed. But you don’t, so the point is moot. or rose lalonde is a teenage dirtbag

#lumi's art #the remix #illustrations #art #homestuck #shelley coded #rose lalonde #kanaya maryam #rosemary #rose x kanaya

[chrissy-n-eddie]

do you have a fic rec list or tag? I feel like you’d have great taste and im at a loss for where to find new fics! Help!

Thank you thank you!

aa thank you I appreaciate that so much! I keep a general tag for it just under #fic rec, but also: a reclist just for you <3

obviously I'll never shut up about Dirtbag by betts or Teen Beat by floggingink those two fics are everything to me and influence everything I write for hellcheer always

I tend to favour fics that almost establish a world of their own. that goes 1000% for the first one's free series by uwusillygirl it is iconic to the extreme. and I'd like to pair that rec with a smutty series inspired by the first one's free dynamic: slut (affectionate) by anonymous. since we're here I also need to rec bedroom eyes by uwusillygirl, which is based on Ti West's movie X and is both nightmarish and stunning.

if you're looking for something funny, I want to rec every incredible fic from kattyshack, but I'll single out two: alexa, play “she bop” by cyndi lauper in which eddie works at a sex shop and is head over heels for friend and customer chrissy; and midnight angel, won’t you say you will? a porny oneshot set in a magical version of hawkins, in which eddie is a ramen-eating vampire. another of my laugh-out-loud faves is Your Plans in My Plans by nbfutureboy, which features an embedded youtube video and a stunning dance sequence.

if you're looking for something immersive, I would go for And the Devil Makes Three by Em_Jaye, which is a creepy supernatural mystery set in the 1680s. I would also definitely rec more by 71degreesout, a more canon-aligned chrissy pov that is so strongly voiced and saturated in big, wild feelings.

I'm also gonna rec some others that don't fit a neat category but are so, so wonderful. (Anything You) Want by jewelledfoxes a friends-to-lovers instant classic. Rules as Written by Aicosu is a fairly new wip, but it's a fascinating little thumbelina AU and well worth investing in at the ground floor. and finally shout to the sky by enoughtotemptme, a fic from wayne's pov that is so, so tender and beautiful I want to shout about it from the rooftops.

I'm missing out so many good ones here, but this is a very talented fandom, so if I listed them all we'd be here forever <3 I hope this helps you find what you're looking for!

#fic rec #hellcheer #hellcheer fic rec #<3

[iii-days-grace]

biggest timeline lore post yay!

workin on the mediverse playlist and vibing with some story!

[currently playing - 'Graveyard Dancing' by Destroy, Rebuild Until God Shows]

@in-death-we-fall the Joesday stuff is clicking & Paul is here, and everyone is uhh. getting along happily? hard to tell.

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tags from this post

lets break em down

so there are a few big chunks of story so far, fortunately one of my special interests is taxonomy and i have a fetish for project management [1].

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basically two main eras:

- a youngish high school + summer camp setting [late teens/twenties]. most of the aesthetics here are from that part of the setting, which has a lot of ~magical stuff beyond the heart of camp.

and! an undead hospital drama, including Nurse Jim from the camp health centre.

most of the events concerning the aesthetics described in this paper [I'll lean into it, eh] take place at the summer camp through Nurse Jim's adventures leading camping trips with Mick.[5]

[5] tbh, that does kinda let me fold those two jobs into one - it seems pretty cromulent that the health centre would assign someone like Nurse Jim on long trips

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#1. joey-Wednesday high school dirtbag era ft piggly wiggly [alternatively: joeypaul emo shit ft that annnoying-ass fucker in his little fag hats. [that's roughly where we'd be with this song]

#2. [few years later] summer camp that kicks off the core general events at the ~undead hospital

@custer-mp3 the sexy experimentation we all love! also i loved the idea of head(s) in jars thank you VERY much

@in-death-we-fall do not worry joey and weds are in the hospital too, I'm just lookin over their resumes rn haha. they have a umm spotty work history yknow? like they just ghosted, you know, yeah? Weird.

my pet project with @ims0vain that is watering my crops and healing everyone's bruises <3 fit Nurse Jim and kids and probably some sad stuff but also lots of fluff.

general Scrubs-inspired hospital drama theme, but jd's Dr. acula is like, a real guy probably

mick and Jim [Bubbles and Biscuit] leading camp trips out at 2. [the general summer camp AU].

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And in a more magical direction,

we have the wild magic realm of black metal where Mick is compelled to do gay shit[4]:

[...]

ft a fey realm of eerie, black metal wasteland and a faggy dream pop valley ova dere ridge?

[feets]

[2] will wiesenfeld aka geotic, post-foetus, and probably others. the valley of the fairies is another beam of magic in the world, along with the Nurse Jim fluff stuff, since i wanted something to balance and contrast with the [NECRO I SAID THERED BE NECRO].

BUT YEAH. i found will's music on tumblr years ago and it's been a longtime favourite and a bedrock of my post-rock landscape.

[bonus faggy atmospheric tiny desk from Will, i saw someone comment that Baths [2] was 'pretty boy black metal' and after seeing blackgaze [markus Lantlôs in particular w his dream-pop projects] [3], well. [3]

[will wiesenfeld/Geotic, Vice 2017]

i really wanna make this world a cozy home for you all too, haha. right now I'm just cradling everything really gently in my hands.

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[3] idk if lantlôs is gay or anything but his pic there ...

the juxtaposition of the metal (post-metal) thing with the softboy glitter umbrella is certainly something though haha

[from Metallum]

[4] probably with Jim yknow. but the possibilities are open. even for a greasy metalhead. loser [affectionate].

[1] eh. im autistic what can you say. also btw im enjoying putting my posts together like little citation projects haha. hashtag enrichment

#original post #mediverse #camp maggot #man i need some gorp after writing all that! im having a fuckin blast though damn #timeline

[sentine1ist]

[WIP DON'T REBLOG] more teenage dirtbags johnzee from me and a close friends AU where they met briefly as teens/ young adults

#dc #johnzee

[foofsterwolf]

✨ Fic Writing Review 2023 ✨

Words and Fics

* 115,318 total words. But it’s actually 107,740 if you take out the lovely Gumusservi by the lovely @thotpuppy

* I wrote for 3 fandoms this year which is 2 more than I thought I did: American Assassin with 1, Supernatural with 1, and Teen Wolf with a whopping 40 fics.

* Most recent posted fic was When Fairies Come A Knocking which is a fic for the Stiles Shipping Central exchange about Stiles reading the pack kids a bedtime story.

* My longest fic this year was 33,926 words; Habitual. Which is my serial killer AU, also has art by the lovely @thotpuppy :D

Top Fics by Kudos

* You Are In Love (195 Kudos:1,621 hits:Sciles:G rated:1,616 Words)

* Young and in Love (154 Kudos:1,135 Hits:Sciles:G rated:1,262 Words)

* Teenage Dirtbag (141 Kudos:1,174 Hits:Unspecified:M rated:3,353 Words)

* Friend in Need (111 Kudos:2,965 Hits:Sour Skittles:E rated:1,131 Words)

* Serving Time (90 Kudos:3,500 Hits:Stheo:E rated:1,262 Words)

My fandom fic events in 2023

* Stiles Shipping Central exchange I wrote 4 fics for the exchange and plan on posting a 5th before the year is up. :)

* I wrote one for the Whumplovers Collaborate Summer Exchange.

* 5 fics for Sciles Week

* 1 for the Teen Wolf Mini Bang

* 20 works for Kinktober (link to my Collection)

* And last but Certainly Not Least, 1 for Fanfiction Forums Take A Chance exchange

Upcoming Events and Projects for 2024

* first thing on the way should be the Sciles Shipping Central exchange fic for this month.

* I have 5 projects I am currently working on.

* Tacenda; Commè Çi Commè Ça (A fic about Stiles having hypo-empathy while Scott has hyper-empathy and watching as they grow up and learn to adapt to their differences.) Fully written, needs to be edited. 17 chapters.

* Teenage Dirtbag (link to posted prologue) (A fic about Stiles struggling to gain the attention and love of those around him with a neglectful father and years of compounded issues and traumas.) first 2 acts planned, first 8 chapters (out of 11 planned) finished, unedited.

* I Will Wait (Stiles is a prostitute, Scott hires him and realizes that it’s his best friend that was taken away after his father died because his mother was unfit to take care of him.) 30 chapters planned, fully planned, prologue written and unedited.

* Untitled; working “The OTHER MPreg one” (despite the title, there is no MPreg in this fic. It’s a teen pregnancy fic. Malia gets pregnant and Stiles starts to step up to take care of his kid. Follows Stiles before the birth and after as he goes through community college and works toward becoming a fire fighter.) story plan written, no chapters planned yet.

* Where Wildflowers Grow (set in the 1970s. Stiles runs a Nursery and Scott is a man running away from his problems, but unbeknownst to him one will always follow him.) 1 chapter of 9 written. Unedited. Fully planned.

Rules & Tags

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

Tags: @thiamsxbitch @domesticated-feral @alecrhysandco no pressure for any of y’all to do it. Also I haven’t noticed if any of y’all got tagged and/or did it already. I was tagged by @thotpuppy Thank you so much!

#tag game

[hyperfixationsporfavor]

The Kids Are Alright

(This is a prequel to my already existing fic Metropolitan Family Life. This fic is not an x reader and takes place in Suguru Geto's teen years. This will be leading into an x reader concept but if you're not into that you can read it as a one shot. Thank you.

Warnings: Smoking, drinking, swearing, crude behavior/language, 90s teen/young people cynicism (total teenage dirtbags), bad parenting, narcissist parent

The Kids Are Alright

Prequel to Metropolitan Family Life (Suguru in his early years- pre reader, late 90s au)

Suguru leaned back in his chair and shook his long hair out. He yanked the elastic hair tie off his wrist and used it to pull his hair up into a messy bun. 

Next to him, Ieiri let out a groan and buried her face into her folded arms. She didn’t have the willpower to lift her head up from her desk. 

“Shit, I’m so hungover.”

“Really? Satoru asked. “Here let me get you something.”

In an act of cruel playfulness he rolled up his magazine and slammed it down on the edge of her desk. Ieiri shot up in excruciating pain, clutching her head for dear life. 

“Satoru you fucking asshole.”

He keeled over in laughter. 

Suguru, who had secured his hair, reached into his backpack and pulled out a water bottle. He leaned forward and handed it to Ieiri. 

“Here,” he offered. “Just take a few sips.”

She grabbed the water from him and took a gulp. 

“How are you not hungover? You drank more than me last night.”

Suguru just shrugged. “Sheer willpower.”

She kissed her teeth and stood up. “C’mon let’s go. I need a cigarette.”

Satoru checked the clock on the classroom wall. “But lunch ends in five minutes.”

Suguru rolled his eyes and grabbed his backpack. “Then we should get out of here before the teacher comes back. 

~

With the three of them ditching gym class, something they occasionally did, they managed to secure something of a secret hideout. 

That was what Satoru insisted on calling it anyway. 

On the far end of the campus was an abandoned greenhouse that once was used for botany classes. It was in an ideal location where they never got caught. 

Suguru retrieved his lighter from his backpack and lit the cigarette that Ieiri had impatiently placed between her lips. She offered him one which he took. Suguru didn’t smoke as often as she did, but he’d occasionally indulge himself. He’d indulged himself in a few things since entering into this friendship. 

When Suguru had met Satoru and Ieiri, he was timid as hell. His shaved head and scrawny build made him an easy target for bullies. But his friends helped him grow more confident in himself, as corny as it sounded.

“How do your ears feel?” Satoru asked him.

“Fine,” he nodded. 

Suguru brushed his fingers over one of the studs. Last night, he pierced them on a dare. Granted the bathroom of a club with a heated sewing needle wasn’t exactly safe, but he liked the way it turned out. Of course, that meant he’d have to show his Dad later. He’d definitely be pissed he skipped class again, but he didn’t care. He never cared anymore. He was done hoping one day his old man would give a damn about him.

Suguru pulled out his sketchbook and a charcoal pencil, determined to finish his sketch before they left campus. He planned on painting it this weekend. 

Ieiri leaned forward to see. “It’s the ocean.”

Satoru sighed and leaned against the young artist, Ieiri followed suit and did the same, sandwiching Suguru in the middle. 

“Shit,” Satoru mumbled. “I can’t believe we only have another three weeks left.”

“I won’t miss this place,” Ieiri mumbled. 

The three of them would be graduating soon. With college exams already taken, and finals coming up. The time was quickly approaching to say goodbye. 

Suguru put his cigarette out and let it sit beside him. “I don’t hate this place.”

The three of them sat there in silence. The only noise to be heard was the scratching of the charcoal pencil.

~

Suguru was a curse on his parents. That’s how he saw it. His mother died in childbirth leaving his father to raise him by himself. 

His father didn’t like him. 

He was too sensitive for a boy. His head was always in the clouds. He was ungrateful. He was lazy. 

He existed. 

Suguru Sr., his dad, was the phys ed. teacher at his school. He took the job because it came with a coaching position for the school’s soccer team, one of the best in the country. 

The players on the team had a fair shot of going pro, something Suguru’s dad had initially hoped for in his youth. But a busted knee had cut his dreams short. 

Since he was faculty his son could get free tuition, and fulfill unaccomplished dreams. 

But Suguru was far from the ideal son who had been given his father’s name.

They argued practically everyday, and it only got worse the older Suguru got. His dad was a textbook narcissist who would bend over backwards for any random stranger, but couldn’t lift a pinky to help his son.

 Suguru was charged with doing all things domestic, from cooking the meals to cleaning the apartment. He also couldn’t blink without his father having an opinion. So he began to avoid him more and more. 

He couldn’t even remember the last time the two of them had spoken. 

Suguru pushed against his father whenever he could. 

He didn’t really like to drink or smoke but he knew his father detested it. So he did it whenever he could, just to defy him. He liked to pissed off his dad, so he stayed out until the early morning out of pure spite. He’d sneak into clubs he had no business in and allow eardrum shattering levels of music to swallow him up and carry him away. 

~

When Suguru got home he was more than displeased to find his dad parked on the couch in front of the television. A soccer game was on, and he couldn’t care less. He detested sports. Did his dad ever imagine himself as one of those players? In a completely different life with a family that made him happy?

“Suguru,” his father barked. “Get in here!”

He stood at the door for a moment, debating if he should just turn around and spend the night at Satoru’s. He decided against it, knowing he’d just have to come home eventually. 

He shut the door and dragged himself to where his father stood, standing beside him and waiting for a lecture. 

“Why weren’t you in class today?” he asked. 

His father’s attempt to look threatening was laughable. Suguru was almost an entire foot taller, another one of the many things the old man resented about him. 

“I wasn’t feeling well,” he cooly responded. “So I went to the nurse’s office.”

His father snorted. 

“So you’re not man enough to power through it? You’re so weak. But with that stupid haircut you look like a girl so you might as well act like it.”

Suguru clenched his jaw. “Can I go now? I have things to do.”

His father turned away from the television to face his son. He stood up when something caught his eye. “What the hell is that?”

“What?”

“That shit in your ear.”

Suguru smirked. “Do you like it?”

His father’s face started to turn red. “Are you trying to get kicked out? What will the neighbors say? You look like some effeminate punk!”

“It’s better than looking like you,” he shot back. “And maybe you should learn how to cook for yourself before you threaten to kick me out.” 

He turned to leave, much to his father’s annoyance. 

“Where the hell do you think you're going?” 

“To work at my shit job that you like to pretend you’re so proud of.”

When his father threw away all his art supplies a few years ago he’d gotten a job at the convenience store down the street to fund the recovery of everything he’d lost. 

His father scoffed. “Your mother would be so disappointed in you.”

“Well then I guess it’s a good thing she’s not here,” Suguru spat.

He went to his room to change for his shift. 

~

“Wow,” Satoru marveled. “That’s such a low blow to use your dead mom like that.”

He stood next to Suguru as he restocked the chips, speaking in between the mouthfuls of Doritos  he was eating. He was currently on his second bag. 

“Classic Coach Geto bullshit,” he muttered. “And are you planning on paying for those?”

Satoru pondered it for a moment. “I don’t know, wouldn’t I fall into the friends and family discount?”

Suguru stood up and snatched the bag out of his hands. “Sorry, but that only applies to people that don’t have American Express cards.”

Satoru pouted as he followed Suguru to the back where Ieiri was looking at the mini toiletries. 

“How much mouthwash should I bring? One of these is enough for two days right?”

“With how much you smoke?” Satoru snorted. 

She narrowed her eyes at him. “Stop stuffing your face and start buying some snacks. Will you Captain Dickhead?”

“Excuse me,” a man called from the front of the store. “Can you ring me up?”

“Right away sir,” Suguru replied. 

“Speaking of Captain Dickhead,” Satoru snorted under his breath. 

He and Ieiri trailed behind their friend to the register. The man handed Suguru his card and looked over to find Satoru, who instantly caught his attention. 

“Pardon me, but are those your real eyes?”

“Yeah,” Satoru answered. 

“They glow in the dark,” Ieiri added. 

The man tilted his head, examining Satoru’s features like he was a pomeranian in a dog show. 

“Have you ever considered modeling?”

“You know you’re not the first person who asked me that,” Satoru gloated.

Suguru rolled his eyes as he bagged up the man’s items. “Here you are sir.”

The man took his card back and stuck it into his wallet, then he retrieved another card out of it. “I work for the Vogue offices here, in Tokyo, but I have some contacts in Paris as well. If you're interested you should give us a call. I think you’d make a great fit in our fall lineup.”

After Satoru took the card the man took his shopping bag and left. 

“Well look who’s on his way to being the next Kate Moss.” Ieiri mused.

“Charles Bernard,” he read aloud. “That can’t be his real name.”

“Probably not,” Suguru jested. “He definitely just wants to harvest your organs.”

Satoru chuckled and stuck the business card in his wallet. “So do you need to do any shopping for the trip Suguru?”

In two weeks the third years would be taking their class trip to Okinawa, which had brought Satoru and Ieiri into the store in search of supplies. 

Suguru sighed. “I don’t know. It’s not like I want to hang out with strangers and I don’t know how to swim.”

“Stop making excuses asshat,” Satoru ordered. “Who said we’re spending time with the class?”

“Well I think the whole concept of a class trip would be lost without the class part,” Ieiri deadpanned. 

“Listen,” Satoru proposed. “I think we should fly down with the class. Then when we get there we’ll get a rental car and just do our own thing.”

“Okay now I know you’re completely insane,” Ieiri groaned. “We’ll get in trouble.”

“Only if we get caught,” Satoru argued. “We’ll check in when we get there, and then again when we leave.”

“But seriously, what if we do get caught?” Suguru asked. 

“Please my family just gave the school a new library, nothing’s going to happen. Plus if they get really mad we’ll just say we got kidnapped or whatever.”

This was a dumb idea on practically every level, Suguru was incredibly aware of that. But he had stuck with Satoru and Ieiri for a few years now and everything had managed to work out so far. 

One last adventure before they’d be pressured into pretending to be adults. 

“Fine,” Suguru agreed.

“Whatever,” Ieiri added.

~

The morning Suguru left he and his dad got into another fight. 

“You know,” he started. “When I was your age I didn’t get to go anywhere.”

Whenever his father spoke Suguru had gotten into the habit of holding his breath. He hoped if he’d stopped breathing the old man would stop speaking, but that unfortunately was never the case. 

Suguru just grunted as he tied his shoelaces. 

“You should be grateful you’ve been given this opportunity.”

Suguru said nothing, he hated it when his dad tried to make him feel guilty for just living his life. 

“Okay,” he said as he stood up. “I’m heading out.”

His father scoffed. “I knew it. You get to go have fun and you still have a bad attitude. I’d kill to be your age again.”

“Uh huh.”

Suguru walked towards the front door. His duffel bag felt like a million pounds, but nothing could stop him from getting the hell out of here. 

“You don’t like me do you?” his dad asked with an unwarranted exhaustion. 

The tone of his delivery made the teen stop in his tracks and turn around. 

“Huh?” he asked.

“You don’t appreciate anything I do.”

Suguru said nothing, even if he wanted to scream until his lungs shriveled up. 

“Bye Dad.”

He stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door behind him.

~

Satoru and Ieiri knew when Suguru was going through it. He slipped in and out of his bad moods like he was speeding through a winding road. They let him sit in silence. This should have been a positive experience for Suguru. He’d never been on a plane before. But of course the old fuck had to rob him of any of the joy he should have been feeling. 

“These seats are so cramped.” Satoru whined.

Ieiri rolled her eyes and shoveled peanuts into her mouth. 

“We get it, you’ve never traveled in coach before.”

“It must be so hard being you,” Suguru griped next to him.

Satoru exchanged a glance with Ieiri. 

“Um Suguru, do you want to switch places? Satoru offered. “You can look out the window and see the ocean.”

“I’m fine,” he muttered.

“But you’ve never been on a plane before and-”

Suguru shot him a look that made him stop. 

“I’m fine. I’m not an idiot I know what a fucking cloud looks like,” he spat.

Ieiri narrowed her eyes on him. 

“Suguru, I know you're in a bad mood, but that doesn’t give you an excuse to be an asshole.”

He scoffed and put his walkman headphones over his ears. He was pissed but he wasn’t suicidal. Ieiri wouldn’t hesitate to kick his ass off the plane and send him plummeting back down to Earth.

~

By the time the plane had touched down everyone was in desperate need of a little cooling off period. Satoru collected everyone’s baggage with the rest of the class while Ieiri snuck off to the airport smoking lounge with Suguru. Without saying a word, he pulled his lighter out of his coat pocket and she leaned in to light her cigarette. They sat there in silence among the rest of the nicotine addicted individuals. 

“I’m sorry about earlier,” he finally mumbled.

She didn’t look at him when she spoke.

“I’m not the one you need to apologize to.”

He thought back to how Satoru had flinched when he rejected his offer for the window seat.

“Look Suguru,” she continued. “Satoru really wants to have a good time while we’re here. Can’t we just give him?”

He nodded. 

“Yeah.”

“I know what it’s like to want to tear everything down but just fake it okay? For him.”

He grinned. “So is this you faking it?”

“Another word and I’ll shove this cigarette up your nose,” she threatened. 

He stood up. 

“Let’s go. The teachers are going to wonder where we are.”

~

They met Satoru in front of the shuttle bus their classmates were gathered around. Despite everything that happened on the plane his eyes lit up when he saw them. 

“There you guys are!”

“Hey,” Suguru started. “I’m sorry I was being such a dick earlier.”

Satoru just smiled. “You’re always a dick, dick.”

Ieiri snorted. 

“So are we all set?” she asked. 

He nodded. 

“We’re almost in the clear.”

Their homeroom teacher, Mr. Yaga, came up to the group of three with his clipboard. 

“Mr. Geto and Ms. Shoko, so good of you to join us.”

He turned to Suguru and handed him a small medication bottle of stool softener. 

“Mr. Gojo informed me you were having bathroom issues, so let me know if you need more.”

“I will sir.”

He clenched his teeth as Satoru and Ieiri giggled behind him.

“Alright class,” he announced as he turned to face the others. “Everyone on the bus.”

The three of them waited for the right moment to bolt. Once Mr. Yaga and the others were all safely on the bus they walked back into the airport and went to the rental car station. 

The woman behind the desk handed Satoru a pair of keys not even bothering to ask how old he was.

“Have it back on Sunday.”

~

Once the three of them had loaded their bags into the trunk they were off. They spent the first ten minutes arguing what type of music to listen to. 

“Come on,” Satoru groaned. “No one wants to listen to Alanis Morrissette.”

Ieiri guffawed.

“Typical guy response. Worship anything related to Nirvana or Oasis and turn your nose down at anything written by a woman.”

“Are you seriously comparing Nirvana to Alanis Morrissette?”

“If you read the lyrics to ‘You Oughta Know’ even your pea sized brain could figure out how inspired that song is!”

“Inspired my ass!”

Suguru made a vain attempt to break in from his spot in the back seat. 

“Can we listen to Queen?”

Ieiri scoffed from the passenger seat. “Suguru, take your old man music on your old man cassette tape and shove it up your ass.”

“Maybe it’ll help with my chronic constipation,” he mused as he read the label on the stool softener. “Thanks again for that Satoru.”

He turned around to glare at him. 

“Well you were acting like you were constipated!”

“Satoru!” Ieiri shrieked. “You’re driving! Keep your fucking eyes on the fucking road!”

Suguru smiled to himself. 

So much for faking it.

~

They miraculously arrived at the hotel in one piece. Satoru had driven them further up the coast and found a place right on the beach. 

When they got to their room Ieiri collapsed on the bed. 

“Okay chuckleheads. I call the bed, you two can bunk on the floor.”

“What do you guys want to do first?” Suguru asked.

“Recover from my near death experience,” Ieiri deadpanned.

Satoru just rolled his eyes. “I got us here alive. And I didn’t even hit that frog.”

He set his bag down and pulled some papers out.

“We should probably leave the room now. I have an entire itinerary planned out.”

~

They spent Friday just walking around the local shops and sampling all the different foods there were to try. They had dinner at a soba place where Satoru nearly scalded his tongue trying to eat too fast. 

“Eat slowly,” Suguru jested. “Or you’ll need these tomorrow morning.”

He pulled the stool softener out of his pocket and placed it next to his friend. Then he flagged down the waitress. 

“Excuse me, where’s the nearest pharmacy? My friend needs to stock up on this.”

Instead of getting angry Satoru just started laughing after the waitress left. 

“You stupid dick,” he wheezed.

Suguru snorted and tossed the medicine in the trash. Ieiri smiled despite herself and continued to eat her meal. 

~

On Saturday they woke up and drove to The Churaumi Aquarium and worked their way through all three floors. Suguru sat in front of a massive tank that contained a whale shark, stingrays, and a plethora of different fish.  

He sketched it so he could paint later. He was getting excited thinking of different techniques to emphasize the light that highlighted the magnificent patterns that decorated the shark's skin. He flipped back a few pages to look at his sketch of the ocean he’d done two weeks ago. It made him a little sad but he couldn’t say why. 

When he looked up he spotted a girl in front of him strolling alongside the whale shark. Her braid swung back and forth as she walked. Before he knew it she’d worked her way into his sketch. 

“Miss Amanai!” a voice called. 

A woman came racing towards her. 

“What’s wrong Misato?” she asked. 

“What’s wrong?” she asked in an incredulous tone. “ You don’t wander off by yourself. Your parents have been worried sick.”

The girl scoffed. “I’m not a child Misato, I’m fourteen.”

Misato gave the girl a look and she quickly sprinted back the way she came. Her caretaker chased after her, nearly knocking Satoru over in the process. 

He and Ieiri walked towards Suguru and sat down beside him. 

“Are you almost done? We were gonna hit the beach.”

He nodded. “Yeah let’s go.”

~

The beach was rejuvenating. Suguru sat in the sand and watched as Satoru tried to chase Ieiri with a sea cucumber. It backfired when a wave knocked him on his ass and the sea cucumber went flying back into the ocean. 

~

While the three of them attempted to build a sandcastle a group of girls approached them. Satoru stood up almost expectantly. 

“Can we help you beautiful ladies?” he smoothly asked.

Ieiri made a gagging noise and Suguru chuckled.

“Um,” one of the girls spoke up. “Actually I was wondering if your friend was single.”

Satoru looked over to Suguru with a flabbergasted expression, entirely unfamiliar with not being the center of attention when it came to these types of things.

“Yes,” Suguru answered. 

The girl held out a piece of paper. “Here’s my email address. You can send me a message if you want or whatever.”

He smiled and took the paper.

“Thank you.”

~

“Are you a freaking idiot!” Satoru howled. “What do you mean you’re not going to email her?”

Suguru shrugged. “What’s the point? We’ll never see eachother again.”

“She even saw through that hideous shirt you’re wearing,” Ieiri joked.

“Maybe she’s into Magnum, P.I.,” he snorted.

Apparently girls liked old man hawaiian shirts. 

~

Later that night the three of them shared a small bottle of scotch Satoru had swiped from his dad’s personal collection. 

They sat on the beach and passed the bottle around, mindful not to drink too much. In the morning they’d have to drive back to the airport to meet their class.

“Well I think we can mark this trip as a success,” Satoru gloated.

“Yes Satoru, you and your genius brain put this entire plan in motion. Is that what you want to hear?” Ieiri teased. 

“Well I had fun,” Suguru admitted. 

“Ha! Two against one. You lose!”

“Shut up and pass the scotch dumbass,” Ieiri ordered.

“I’ll miss you guys,” Suguru murmured. 

His friends stopped their lively banter and turned their attention to their friend. 

“What do you mean? Are you going somewhere?” Satoru asked.

He sighed.

“Nothing. Forget I said anything.”

“Suguru,” Ieiri prodded. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s just…it’s just that sometimes I have a difficult time seeing my own future. Shit that sounds so fucking stupid. I guess…I’m just anxious about the future. Will there ever be a time I don’t feel like shit?”

“Everyone feels like shit sometimes. Especially if they're around bad people,” Satoru said with a knowing look. 

They all knew who he was alluding to. 

“Yeah,” Suguru cleared his throat. “I guess you’re right.”

“Suguru, you're a stupidly talented artist and you’re a good person,” Ieiri admitted.

“And you’ll never have to face the future alone. We’re best friends,” Satoru assured him. 

“But you need to live your own life,” Ieiri reminded him. “Don’t run away from the unknown.”

He smiled and covered his face. “I don’t hate you guys.”

~

In the early hours of the morning, Suguru woke up shoulder to shoulder between Satoru and Ieiri on the hotel bed. The room was still dark and the only noise was his friend's shallow breathing. 

Outside the ocean waves crawled onto the sand, creating a soothing lullaby when gently tapped down. 

He took a deep and closed his eyes, imagining his future and discovering a light. 

~

The End.

#suguru geto #geto suguru #satoru gojo #shoko ieiri #vintage 90s #jjk #jjk fic #hyperfixationsporfavor #prequel fic #riko amanai #yaga masamichi #misato kuroi #ao3 fanfic

[wanderingaldecaldo]

Hi! I'm WanderingAldecaldo, aka wash (or W). I'm a longtime writer, new modder and virtual photographer, and very much still taken with Cyberpunk 2077 and Mitch and Val and Rosalind Myers.

About me: mid-40s, bisexual, nonbinary, recently diagnosed audhd, married, cats, the usual nerdy stuff. Besides Cyberpunk 2077, you'll find content about Bioware, RDR2, Our Flag Means Death and Izzy in particular, various sci-fi and movies, random video games and music stuff, plus some politics.

I try to tag things well so if I can tag something for you, let me know and I'll see what I can do. Anons are off but DMs are open and private. I block empty blogs with default icons, I don't necessarily follow back, and I have learned that blocking and filtering are the keys to a good fandom experience on here. I run on a pretty deep queue (usualy 3-4wks) though I do occasionally go on reblogging sprees, especially on Fridays because, ya know, #fem v friday. (Also when I'm bored and goofing off at work. Shh, don't tell my boss.)

My OCs, links, and more after the cut.

Valerie Vermilion

StreetKid!V is my original V, and the first OC I've ever grown really attached to, despite having written thousands of words for several others in Bioware properties. Corpo!Val is from an AU where V is recruited into Arasaka in her teens.

Tags

#valerie vermilion (all) #streetkid!val (note: inconsistent usage, plus old posts not tagged) #corpo!val #val things (various)

oc profiles

Hilary Navarro

Hilary debuted in my StreetKid!V longfic, No One's Gonna Love You, as the family's best netrunner, and she will have a larger part in the sequel. 👀 She's bright, bubbly, and fun, just like her bubblegum hair. #hilary navarro

Travis (aka the Dirtbag)

Travis doesn't have a full name yet, poor thing. He's a sopping wet creature. He's a horrible awful man. He's my babygirl and I love him. #travis needs a tag i guess

Antonio (Tony) Varga

Tony was a childhood friend of Jackie who cut ties when he left the 'Tinos. He regrets never making up with Jackie before his death, but he'll make it up to Lupe. #antonio varga

Gabriella Varga

Older sister to Tony, and childhood crush of Jackie. A friend to all Heywood. She and Tony are still close. #gabriella varga

Apex Predators — Val & Mitch

These two have been consuming my brain since February 2021, about a week after I started the game. They started off with a spark of an idea that became No One's Gonna Love You, and I've still got more to go. I have a ridiculous number of WIPs for them; currently I'm working on the Corpo!Val AU story, and possibly after that I will write the actual "Apex Predators" fic. (I have finally accepted that I'm never gonna get to that fic, and will likely rename the ship because of that fact.)

#ship: apex predators (all) plus corpo version ship profiles

plus #mitch anderson

Business & Pleasure — Richard & Val

Richard belongs to dear friend @/dustymagpie. Corpo!Val isn't one for romance, but she still has needs. Who better to service them than handsome escort Richard Ripper?

#ship: business & pleasure

Panzerboys — Mitch & Scorpion

Mitch's dialogue in "I'll Fly Away" makes it pretty clear they didn't have a sexual relationship, but I'll die on the panzerboy hill. One day I will write their love story. #ship: panzerboys

Hilary + Carol — name tbd

Carol is my favorite (non-Mitch/non-Panam) Nomad. She's funny and smart and tough and a total milf and deserves some love. Carol is a real heartbreaker, love 'em and leave 'em type and never dates within the clan, but Hilary is gonna change that. #carol + hilary tag tbd

AO3

Into My Arms — StreetKid!Val/Mitch series

"Blaze of Glory" — mature; pining; 2696 words

No One's Gonna Love You (aka NOGLY) — explicit; friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, lots of angst (and lots of smut); 59338 words

"Work It" — explicit; PWP; 1798 words

"Cut Your Hair" — mature; fluff, light angst; 3032 words

"This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)" — explicit; smutty angst? angsty smut? take your pick; 7045 words

"Lover's Spit" — explicit; more smutty angst, my fave! 4058 words

"Triangles" — Mitch/Scorpion/Fem V; explicit; PWP; 4418 words

"Changes" — CBP77 Reverse Bang entry based on art by silkspectre; Johnny/Fem V; explicit; PWP; 5468 words

"Know Your Rights" — for SteelPhoto as part of art trade; Jackie & River; teen & up; 1312 words

"Burning Chrome 2077" — collection of drabbles and ficlets from the Lizzie's 2021 spring prompt event; mature; allllll sorts of stuff, including bad poetry; 7162 words

Writing Tags

all writing: #wash's writing, #wip wednesday, #smutty sunday

meta tags: #about fanfic, #about writing

story-specific: unnamed corpo!val au brainrot, pre NOGLY, NOGLY, post NOGLY

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Clothing Mods

Edgerunner Jackets — Cleaned & Recolored [fem & masc V]

Loose Fit Pants — Cleaned & Recolored [gender inclusive]

Cut-off Vests — Cleaned, Cropped, Recolored [gender inclusive]

High Heel Shoes — NPC heels with 7 Colors [fem V only]

High Heel Shoes — now ArchiveXL, 28 Styles [fem V only]

Cowboy Boots — Cleaned & Recolored [gender inclusive]

Pride Tees — Cropped & Recolored [gender inclusive]

Masc V Jeans — Refit & Recolored [masc V only]

Photomode Mods

Specialized Photomode Packs [fem V]

"Night Out" Photomode Pack [fem V]

NPC Mods

Mitch's Alternate Outfit(s)

Mitch's 4K Face Re-Texture — default and without scratches

Mitch's Jacket Fix — fixed the broken mesh of Mitch's jacket

Locomotion Mods (Placide to MA, Teddy to corpo, Scorpion to corpo)

pfp from this amazing piece made by my love @/impishbiscuit

header by me

art + VP I have commissioned

twitter (mostly nsft stuff, when I remember to post it)

mods I use

...more as I remember to add it

Credits: I totally ripped off was inspired by my dearest @/fereldanwench for this post. Love you, bb. 😘😘😘

Last update: 16 Nov; update about me, fics

#about me #personal #meta #mods i made #my screens #wash's writing #mitch anderson #valerie vermilion #rosalind myers #working au title: the president's merc #previously pinned post #mitch x val

[hekateinhell]

1 and 7 for Exposed, because i'm a slut for your young dirtbag rock band lestat juggling two boyfriends and school au 🤧

for the fic asks!

Exposed, Lestat/Armand/Louis, rated E

1. What was my inspiration for this fic? How did it come to me?

Pretty sure it was DA in my ask box saying something about Armand and Lestat getting matching tattoos for Louis! Then I sat down at the laptop and 5k of Teen AU just poured out of me because let's face it—if there's a Lestat/Armand AU, I have thought of it. I am prepared in my soul, I've been waiting my whole life, it's my one talent, etc etc. You already know. 🥹💖

7. Were there any major decisions I made about the fic that could have made it go a whole different direction?

Originally, Lestat and Armand were supposed to get drunk and fuck all the way but tbh that just felt so cliché! I mean, okay, this universe gives CW sometimes but not that much. And then both of them would've regretted their first time together being drunk and awkward and just because they're both missing Louis. My boys deserve better 🤧

Lestat wasn't going to be the one to say 'I love you' first either but yk what canon hurts my feelings sometimes and I'm going to take every chance I get in fic to put him on the spot. WE EARNED THIS.

They're so messy but still so pure as teens! I always thought that mortal baby Lestat and Amadeo would've gotten along so well, and I love playing with those sides of their personalities in a AU context. I'll definitely will have to write something with them as humans together in Venice or France sometime. ♥️

#fic asks #you ask and hekate answers #fic: exposed

[graylinesspam]

Welcome to the spam page

This is a blog page for my ao3 account. I'm here to connect with fandom so if you come across something I write and have thoughts about it my dms and askbox are always open.

I'm open to prompts and general discussions. Please note that I tend to tread heavily in characterization when I write. Psychoanalyzing fictional characters is my favorite hobby!

18+ is permitted but I'm ace so unless it's one of the few characters that caught my fancy I'm probably not that interested.

Writing archive mostly for personal use but also for anyone interested in reading anything I post here that's too short for a fic. Archiving in progress.

Clone wars

Ahsoka and the tomboy trope

Hair and lekku

Teen soka baby anakin time travel

Headcannons about ahsoka 1, 2,

Headcannons about anakin 1, 2,

I know you as-

More lekku

Jesse & ahsoka

Shili headcannon

Ahsoka is plo's padawan 1, 2,

Mortis

Even more hair

Ahsoka and the bounty hunter

Post o66 never happened au

Kix & Ahsoka

ASOI birth post

Waking up injured and alone

Ahsoka & wolffe

Anakin & Ahsoka

A salute a batrayal

Ahsoka vs Bossk

Commander tano in a kama

Terracotta soldiers au

Like Obi-wan

Ahsoka vs Dooku

Dancing

I blew up the Pikes

No name

Artillery rounds hurt actually

Sith apprentice au

Keeping watch

Older sisters

Ninjago

Lloyd & nia

Avengers

Back in black

Peter invents time travel

Soul Eater

teenage dirtbag Maka

[hellcheer-prompts]

Getting together fic, early 2000s AU

The older teens go out for karaoke, and Chrissy sings Teenage Dirtbag to Eddie to ask him out and Eddie's just beaming the entire song

(Bonus points if there's a second chapter where Eddie shows up in Keds and tube socks and gets mocked relentlessly for it)

X

#hellcheer prompts

[chrissy-n-eddie]

hellcheer fics

part rec list, part outpouring of love for hellcheer authors. this ship has me by the balls and I’ve found so many great fics via rec lists -- so here’s one from me!

(Anything You) Want. by jewelledfoxes | E | 11386 words

Okay, so. No Vecna. Chrissy pov. A really interesting character study on themes of womanhood, autonomy, etc. But also friends to lovers pining of a magnitude that you wouldn’t think an author would be able to accomplish in 11k. So strap in and prepare to say ‘oh my god you fucking idiots’ out loud to your screen multiple times as you read. 

don’t say yes, run away now by blondiest | E | 8950 words

AU with runaway bride Chrissy -- this is both so funny and so fucking heart wrenching. Great writing. Ugh. Every re-read I pick up another little turn of phrase that just gets me. And there are so many ragged, tender emotions here expressed in really realistic dialogue. Funny, hot, and full of feelings!

Dirtbag by betts | E | 60654 words

Okay. The tags on this one might scare some people off, please read carefully. But fuck this is good. With a plot spanning 20 years, 60k might as well be a novel for everything that this fic encompasses. The character building here is so cool. So intricate and lush. This is the kind of story that sticks with you for a long, long time. 

mona lisa & mad hatters by thefireplanet | T | 3694 words

They get paired together for a class project! Cute, right? Except this is another great Chrissy character study, so -- ow. We’re talking teen indie movie levels of angst and romance complete with a 70s anthem, let-the-credits-roll ending.

modern medicine falls short of your complaint by sansbanshees | T | 5284 words

Set at the season 2 Halloween party. Terrible in the sense that both characters need a hug and NEITHER of them gets one. Incredible in the sense that I love it anyway. The romance in this is well-crafted and so unbearably teenaged -- starring the softest, most smashed Chrissy and a uselessly lovestruck Eddie. 

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As always, check the tags before you read and most importantly COMMENT if you enjoy. Love makes the world go ‘round. 

#hellcheer #hellcheer fic rec #eddissy fic rec #eddissy #<3 #eddie x chrissy #hellcheer fic #eddissy fic