#duke cunningham

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Duke Cunningham Former United States Representative

#Duke Cunningham

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Rc9gn x Robot Trains?!? Crazy, anyways, here's Halu and Rue!

#robot trains #ibispaint #ibispaint x #kay x duke #robot trains fankid #rc9gn #rc9gn oc #randy cunningham #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja

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Was I the only one getting massive JD vibes from Corey?

i was gripping the arm rest when Corey got yanked by his hair

#Halloween #Halloween ends #laurie strode #jamie lee curtis #corey cunningham #rohan campbell #Michael Myers #slasher #horror #heathers #jason dean #veronica sawyer #heather macnamara #heather chandler #heather duke

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Favorite Moments From The ‘Friday The 13th’ Films 🪓

Here we go… 🖤

• Off With Her Head! / ‘Friday The 13th’ (1980)

• Voorhees, Jason Voorhees / ‘Friday The 13th Part VI: Jason Lives’ (1986)

• Cronenberg! / ‘Jason X’ (2001)

• A Familiar Face / ‘Friday The 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan’ (1989)

• Jason And The Holograms / ‘Jason X’ (2001)

• Surprise! / ‘Friday The 13th’ (1980)

• Creighton Duke’s Price / ‘Jason Goes To Hell: The Final Friday’ (1993)

• Jason Lends A Hand / ‘Freddy Vs Jason’ (2003)

#mutant fam #lists #horror #slasher #friday the 13th #jason voorhees #pamela voorhees #sean s. cunningham #Jason x #jason goes to hell #Creighton Duke #kane hodder #jason takes manhattan #film tumblr #horror community #horror fam #harry manfredini #jason lives #tom mcloughlin #Spotify

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Me obsessing over an obscure character who inevitably gets Chuck Cunningham'd

#chuck cunningham #ugly john #oliver jones #painless pole #ellie walker #duke forrest #Lt. dish #ho-jon #chano in Barney Miller #tyriq from the fresh prince of bel air #blond paul from cheers Seasons 1-2

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Ghibliotheque podcast team celebrates 35th anniversary of Akira with special screening and book signing

A special celebration of Akira is coming up this weekend with the Ghibliotheque podcast team

The team behind the Ghibliotheque podcast will celebrate the 35th anniversary of director Katsuhiro Ôtomo’s iconic and game-changing anime, Akira, introducing a special screening of the film in Lancaster this Saturday, 28th January 2023. Neo-Tokyo, 2019. The city is being rebuilt post World War III when two high school dropouts, Kaneda and Tetsuo stumble across a secret government project to…

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#Akira #Anime #downthetubes News #Ghibliotheque #Jake Cunningham #Lancaster #Michael Leader #SF Comics #The Dukes

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#gen. out. #char. bex warren. #char. taylor gentry. #char. lily. #char. wendy lin. #char. rochelle zimmerman. #char. deena johnson. #char. pamela clarke. #char. sarah fier. #char. heather duke. #char. anita lesnicki. #char. charity le domas. #char. amber freeman. #char. hallie mcdaniel. #char. jill roberts. #char. kirby reed. #char. tara carpenter. #char. clarice starling. #char. adelaide wilson. #char. sadie cunningham. #char. amanda coulson. #char. valerie marie beaumont.

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Transformation series

Magic Mirror: If you look into this mirror, you might become a different person. It is truly fascinating how willing some mirrors are to talk and how willing they are to come out of their shells.

Part 1: Slow Down

Part 2: An Improved Life

Part 3: No More Stress

Part 4: Beware of the mirror

Part 5: Even Better

The Wedding: It all started with a divorce and an invitation to a magnificent wedding party. Some people say “A wedding changes a human’s life forever” and I couldn’t agree more.

Part 1: Jealousy

Part 2: Spice Up!

Part 3: Red Love

Royal Revolution: The old and noble family of Cunningham could no longer stand the disastrous situation in the world - it was time for a new aristocracy. Follow the steps of the creation of a new world.

Part 1: The Duke

Part 2: The Recruitement

Part 3: Revenge

Part 4: A New-Old Profession

Part 5: In Need of a Tailor

Part 6: Gardening Time

Atleast six more parts are planned! This series will have about 12 to 15 parts in the end.

House of Change: Deep within rural Europa the house of Gerald E. Baxter can be found - the famous writer with an affinity for supernatural and special creatures who roam inside his house. Every room can be explored only once.

Part 1: The Stage Is Yours

Part 2: Keeper of the Grounds

Part 3: Dark Melody

I’m open for more parts, but have nothing planned in detail! 

The Captain’s Crew: After become the Dark One, Captain Hook (Once Upon a Time) needs a new crew. Of course, he has standards and expectations for a true pirate. And although he wants his old friends and other people to join the party, they need some adjustments.

Part 1: Stank

Part 2: Jack & Felipe

Part 3: Elly

I’m open for more parts! 😎

Four (mini series): Four friends have run away from home, leaving their families and their stuffy futures behind. But in the middle of nowhere they run out of gas and find a very special place with a special past. This series is completed!

Part 1: Drew & Finley

Part 2: Jon & George

Part 3: Marc & Fred

Part 4: Bert & Gale

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Hello! What are some of your favorite Pro-Palestine, Anti Zionist fc's you'd like to see used more? I want to make an OC and have zero ideas but I want to try to only use FC's that, like, aren't heartless pieces of shit, ya know?

Cherien Dabis (1976) Palestinian / Jordanian.

Michael Malarkey (1983) Palestinian, Italian-Maltese / Irish, German.

May Calamawy (1986) Jordanian, Palestinian / Egyptian.

Dina Shihabi (1989) Palestinian, Saudi Arabian / Norwegian, German and Haitian.

Nemahsis / Nemah Hasan (1994) Palestinian.

Angel Guardian (1998) Palestinian and Filipino.

Noor Taher (1999) Palestinian and Lebanese.

Saint Levant (2000) Palestinian, Serbian / Algerian, French.

Josie Totah (2001) Palestinian / Lebanese, Italian, Irish, German - is a trans woman.

+ an entire masterlist of Palestinian fcs!

Also, since lots of people are asking here's a masterlist but PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS IS NOT COMPREHENSIVE LIST OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE POSTED AND/OR SPOKEN ABOUT PALESTINE!

Why I'm not adding people who have only asked for a ceasefire.

HERE is @leepacey's list.

I also have a private list you're welcome to DM me for, both also have people who support Isr*el for people to avoid.

Vanessa Redgrave (1937)

Miriam Margolyes (1941) Jewish.

Charles Dance (1946)

Patti Smith (1946)

Duke Erikson / Garbage (1951)

Annie Lennox (1954)

Butch Vig / Garbage (1955)

Juliet Stevenson (1956)

Peter Capaldi (1958) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Steve Marker / Garbage (1959)

Hugo Weaving (1960)

Michael Stipe (1960)

Liam Cunningham (1961)

Sabrina Ferilli (1964)

Paco Tous (1964)

Robert Del Naja / Massive Attack (1965)

Björk (1965)

John Cusack (1966)

Shirley Manson / Garbage (1966)

Aasif Mandvi (1966) Indian.

Serj Tankian (1967) Armenian.

Tricky / Massive Attack (1968) Afro Jamaican / Anglo-Guyanese.

Kathleen Hanna (1968)

Benedict Wong (1971) Hongkonger.

Boots Riley (1971) African-American, one quarter Ashkenazi Jewish (maternal grandmother), small amounts of German, English, Scots-Irish/Northern Irish, Scottish, Wampanoag.

Ava DuVernay (1972) Louisiana Creole.

Gabrielle Union (1972) African-American.

Poorna Jagannathan (1972) Indian.

Haifa Wehbe (1972) Egyptian / Lebanese.

Kimya Dawson (1972) African-American.

Ava DuVernay (1972) African-American.

Cat Power (1972)

Sarah Sophie Flicker (1973) Jewish.

Omar Metwally (1974) Egyptian / Dutch.

Maxine Peake (1974)

Itziar Ituño (1974)

Nelly Karim (1974) Egyptian / Russian.

Mahershala Ali (1974) African-American.

Sara Ramírez (1975) Mexican and some Irish - non-binary, queer and bisexual (they/them).

Carice van Houten (1976)

Karen Olivo (1976) Puerto Rican [Spanish, Indigenous, possibly other] / Dominican Republic, Chinese - is non-binary (they/them).

Haaz Sleiman (1976) Lebanese - is gay.

Antonio De Matteo (1978)

Joelle Mardinian (1977) Lebanese.

Alberto Ammann (1978) Argentinan.

Daniel Brühl (1978)

Max Collins / Eve 6 (1978)

Kayvan Novak (1978) Iranian.

Residente / René Pérez Joglar (1978) Puerto Rican.

Immortal Technique (1978) Amerindian, Spanish, French and African.

Hend Sabry (1979) Egyptian.

Luis Bordonada (1979) Mexican.

Kate Box (1979) - is gay.

Ser Anzoategui (1979) Argentinian and Paraguayan - is non-binary (they/them).

Dorra Zarrouk (1980) Tunisian.

Amerie (1980) African-American / Korean.

Angelica Ross (1980) African-American - is trans.

Dargen D'Amico (1980)

Gustaf Skarsgård (1980)

Madeleine Sami (1980) Fijian-Indian / White - is a lesbian.

Khalid Abdalla (1980) Egyptian.

Arian Moayed (1980) Iranian.

Massari (1980) Lebanese.

Tahar Rahim (1981) Algerian.

Kaan Urgancıoğlu (1981) Turkish.

Shawna Farmer / chubbycartwheels (1981)

Beth Ditto (1981) - is queer.

Morgan Spector (1981) Ashkenazi Jewish / Irish, German, some Scottish and English.

Jesse Williams (1981) African-American, Seminole / Swedish.

Amanda Seales (1981) African-American / Grenadian [African, at least one quarter European].

Riz Ahmed (1982) Pakistani.

Arthur Darvill (1982) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Emel Mathlouthi (1982) Tunisian.

Rajshri Deshpande (1982) Indian.

Niamh McGrady (1982)

Yolanda Bonnell (1982) Ojibwe, White / Indian - is two-spirit and queer (she/they) - is open about having OCD and ADHD!

Macklemore (1983)

Luna Maya (1983) Indonesian.

Amir Eid (1983) Egyptian.

Aisling Bea (1984)

Mohamed Emam (1984) Egyptian.

Mahira Khan (1984) Pakistani.

Alex Meraz (1984) Mexican [Purepecha].

Sami Zayn (1984) Syrian.

Jena Malone (1984)

Zawe Ashton (1984) Ugandan / White - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Siobhan Thompson (1984)

Ravyn Ariah Wngz (1984) Mohawk, Tanzanian, Afro-Bermudian - is a Two-Spirit trans woman (she/her).

Kristin Chirico (1984) - is questioning their gender, “encompassing a lot of things” but is not yet sure if she’s nonbinary or a gender non-confirming woman and uses they/her - openly bisexual and demisexual and have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, ADHD, dyslexia, and asthma.

Tamanna Roashan (1984) Indian / Afghani.

Asia Kate Dillon (1984) Ashkenazi Jewish / Unspecified - non-binary and pansexual (they/them).

Burak Özçivit (1984) Turkish.

Enjy Kiwan (1984) Egyptian.

Kid Cudi (1984) African-American.

Sepideh Moafi (1985) Iranian.

Lilan Bowden (1985) Taiwanese / English, Welsh.

Alex Meraz (1985) Mexican [Purépecha].

Aabria Iyengar (1985) African-American.

Rahul Kohli (1985) Punjabi Indian.

Marina Diamandis (1985)

Troian Bellisario (1985) American, Louisiana Creole [African, French, English] / White.

Sonam Kapoor (1985) Indian.

Carmen V. Ortega Baljian (1985)

Carsie Blanton (1985) Jewish.

Haley Webb (1985)

Yani Gellman (1985) Ashkenazi Jewish, possibly other.

Giulia Michelini (1985)

Lewis Hamilton (1985) Afro Grenadian / White.

Eréndira Ibarra (1985) Mexican - is bisexual.

Karim Kassem (1986) Egyptian / Egyptian Jewish.

Mihaela Drăgan (1986) Romani - is queer.

Asim Chaudhry (1986) Pakistani.

Jenna Coleman (1986) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Diane Guerrero (1986) Colombian.

Whitney Greyton (1986) Black South African / Namibian - is queer (she/they).

Fahriye Evcen (1986) Turkish.

Amber Riley (1986) African-American.

Ericka Hart (1986) African-American - is non-binary femme, queer, and polyamorous (she/they).

Lido Pimienta (1986) Colombian [Wayuu, Afro-Colombian] - is queer.

Mihaela Dragan (1986) Romani.

DJ Snake (1986) Algerian / French.

Alba Flores (1986) Romani, Spanish [including Andalusian] - is a lesbian.

Saagar Shaikh (1986) Pakistani.

Mustafa Ali (1986) Pakistani.

Lily Gladstone (1986) Kainai Blackfoot, Amskapi Pikuni Blackfoot, Nez Perce, Dutch, Cajun - she/they.

Pidgeon Pagonis (1986) Mexican and Greek - is intersex and non-binary (they/them).

Guz Khan (1986) Pakistani.

Eugene Lee Yang (1986) Korean - is gay.

Bob the Drag Queen (1986) African-American - is polyamorous, pansexual and non-binary (he/her).

Asim Chaudhry (1986/87) Pakistani.

Marwa Agrebi (1987) Tunisian.

Mercury Stardust (1987) - is non-binary trans femme (she/they).

Sasha Velour (1987) Russian Jewish / Ukrainian, other - is genderfluid (she/they when not in drag, she while in drag).

Susan Wokoma (1987) Nigerian.

Munroe Bergdorf (1987) Afro Jamaican / English - is trans.

Michael B. Jordan (1987) African-American.

Juliana Huxtable (1987) African-American - is trans.

Nicola Coughlan (1987)

Anjana Vasan (1987) Tamil Indian.

Pearl Mackie (1987) West Indian / English - is bisexual.

Erika Ishii (1987) Japanese - is genderfluid (she/they/any) - also posted on Brennan’s post: “Thank you for always being thoughtful with your advocacy and direct in your action. From the river to the sea.”

Michaela Coel (1987) Ghanaian - is aromantic, boycotted the Sydney Festival 2022 for Palestine.

Carina Shero (1988)

Joe Cole (1988)

Elsa Hosk (1988)

Kendrick Sampson (1988) African-American / English, Scottish, German, Cajun/French, Danish, Norwegian.

Kelly Piquet (1988) Brazilian.

Navild Acosta (1988) African-American - is non-binary queer (he/him).

Brennan Lee Mulligan (1988)

Swara Bhasker (1988) Indian.

Aiysha Hart (1988) Saudi Arabian and English.

John Early (1988) - is gay.

Sabrina Dhowre Elba (1988) Somali.

Joel Kim Booster (1988) Korean - is gay and has bipolar disorder.

Gratiela Brancusi (1989) Romani and Greek Romanian.

Frank Waln (1989) Sicangu Oyate Lakota Sioux.

Rakeen Saad (1989) Jordadian.

Morfydd Clark (1989)

Mary Lambert (1989) - is a lesbian.

Meyne Wyatt (1989) Wongutha and Yamatji.

Dina Torkia (1989) Egyptian / English.

Kiell Smith-Bynoe (1989) Afro Barbadian and Afro Jamaican - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Laith Ashley (1989) Afro Dominican - is a trans man and asexual.

Shea Couleé / Jaren Kyei Merrell (1989) African-American - non-binary (they but she/her while in drag).

Emma Watson (1990)

Mitski (1990) Japanese / White.

Arrows Fitz (1990) African-American - is non-binary (he/they/she/it).

Shirine Boutella (1990) Algerian.

Luke Baines (1990)

Julia Jacklin (1990)

Josh O’Connor (1990) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Paapa Essiedu (1990) Ghanaian - and donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Lolly Adefope (1990) Yoruba Nigerian.

Tabria Majors (1990) African-American.

Rosaline Elbay (1990) Egyptian.

Katie Findlay (1990) English, Hongkonger, Portuguese-Macanese, Scottish - is queer (they/them).

Poppy Liu (1990) Chinese - is non-binary (she/they).

Shareena Clanton (1990) Blackfoot, Cherokee, African-American, Wangkatha, Yamatji, Noongar, Gija.

Maren Morris (1990)

Kiowa Gordon (1990) Hualapai, White.

Leigh-Anne Pinnock (1991) Afro Barbadian and Jamaican.

Joe Alwyn (1991)

Emily Ratajkowski (1991)

Jari Jones (1991) African-American / Filipino - is trans.

Vico Ortiz (1991) Puerto Rican - non-binary (they/them).

Denée Benton (1991) African-American.

Dylan O'Brien (1991)

Bonnie Wright (1991)

Ramy Youssef (1991) Egyptian.

Sarah Kameela Impey (1991) Indo-Guyanese / British.

Ali Burak Ceylan (1991) Turkish.

Seychelle Gabriel (1991) French, Mexican / Italian, including Sicilian - also has Spoken up for Sudan.

Alexa Nikolas (1992)

Emma D’Arcy (1992) - is non-binary (they/them).

Jarvis Johnson (1992) Unspecified.

Tasha Cloud (1992) African-American - is a lesbian.

Jess Bush (1992)

Rosa Robson (1992) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Jade Thirlwall (1992) English, three eights Arab [Egyptian, Yemeni], small amount of Scottish.

Faia Younan (1992) Syrian.

Merhan Keller (1992) Egyptian.

Julien Solomita (1992)

Pauline Chalamet (1992) Ashkenazi Jewish / English, Scottish, Irish, French.

Hari Nef (1992) Ashkenazi Jewish - is a trans woman.

Paloma Elsesser (1992) African-American / Chilean-Swiss.

Katie Gavin / MUNA (1992) - is queer.

Rupi Kaur (1992) Punjabi Indian.

Joana Ribeiro (1992)

Medalion Rahimi (1992) Iranian, Iranian Jewish - uses she/they.

Conor Mason / Nothing But Thieves (1992)

Rose Matafeo (1992) Samoan / Scottish and Croatian.

Zaqi Ismail (1992) Tanzanian.

Cailin Russo (1993)

Tara Emad (1993) Egyptian / Yugoslav Montenegrin.

Younes Bendjima (1993) Algerian.

Bobbi Salvör Menuez (1993) - is trans non-binary (they/them).

Stormzy (1993) Ghanaian.

Chance the Rapper (1993) African-American.

Raveena Aurora (1993) Punjabi Indian.

Naomi McPherson / MUNA (1993) West Indian and Irish - is queer and nonbinary (they/them).

Freddy Carter (1993)

Ghali (1993) Tunisian.

Jordan Alexander (1993) German, Irish, African-American.

Charlotte Day Wilson (1993)

Mia Khalifa (1993) Lebanese.

Maria Thattil (1993) Indian.

AJ Tracey (1994) Afro-Trinidadian / Welsh.

Ben Barlow (1994)

Asia Jackson (1994) Ibaloi Filipino and African American.

Isabella Roland (1994) Jewish.

Josette Maskin / MUNA (1994) Jewish - is queer and nonbinary (she/they).

Aimee Lou Wood (1994)

Rose Williams (1994)

Joseph Quinn (1994) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Jasmin Savoy Brown (1994) African-American / English, German, one quarter Norwegian, some Scots-Irish/Northern Irish - is queer.

Theo Tiedemann (1994) Asian - is trans non-binary and gay (he/they).

Little Simz (1994) Yoruba Nigerian.

Huda Elmufti (1994) Egyptian.

Dylan Gelula (1994) Ashkenazi Jewish / Unspecified.

Arsema Thomas (1994) Nigerian / Ethiopian - is non-binary (she/they).

Earl Sweatshirt (1994) Black South African.

Kurtis Conner (1994)

Julien Baker (1995) - is a lesbian.

Kehlani (1995) African-American, French, Blackfoot, Cherokee, Spanish, Mexican, Filipino, Scottish, English, German, Scots-Irish/Northern Irish, Welsh, Cornish, Irish, Choctaw - non-binary womxn, lesbian and polyamorous - she/they.

Achraf Koutet (1995) Moroccan.

Lucy Dacus (1995) - is queer.

Jack Wolfe (1995) - is queer - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Daniel Caesar (1995) Afro Barbadian and Jamaican.

Archie Madekwe (1995) Igbo Nigerian (one quarter), White.

Jazzelle / Jazzeppi Zanaughtti (1995) Afircan-American.

Elvina Mohamad (1995) Malaysian.

Stanzi Potenza (1995) - is non-binary (she/they) - has epilepsy and ADHD.

Willow Pill (1995) - is trans femme, has cystinosis and is autistic.

Bree Kish (1996) ¼ Black.

Alessia Cara (1996)

CMAT / Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson (1996) - is bisexual.

Josefine Frida Pettersen (1996)

María Isabel (1996) Dominican.

Mustafa the Poet (1996) Sudanese.

Lorde (1996)

Florence Pugh (1996)

Lowkey (1986) Iraqi / English.

Denzel Curry (1995) Afro Bahamian and Unspecified Native American.

Brandon Soo Hoo (1995) Chinese.

Lily Gao (1995) Chinese.

Halema Hussain (1995) - Sylheti.

Jessie Mei Li (1995) Hongkonger / English - is a gender non-conforming woman who uses she/they.

Grace Van Dien (1996)

Diana Veras (1996) Dominican.

Abdelhamid Sabiri (1996) Moroccan.

Lauren Jauregui (1996) Cuban [Spanish, possibly other], likely some Basque - is bisexual.

Ally Beardsley (1996) - is non-binary (they/them).

Thea Sofie Loch Naess (1996)

AURORA (1996)

Leo Sheng (1996) Chinese - is a trans man.

Imaan Hammam (1996) Moroccan / Egyptian.

Tavi Gevinson (1996) Ashkenazi Jewish / Norwegian [converted to Judaism].

Quintessa Swindell (1997) African-American / White - is non-binary (they/he).

070 Shake (1997) Dominican - doesn't like to put labels on her sexuality.

Zara Larsson (1997)

Faye Webster (1997)

Alison Oliver (1997) - donated an auction to Cinema4Gaza.

Juliette Motamed (1997) Iranian.

Madeline Ford (1997)

Asa Butterfield (1997)

Scene Queen (1997)

Micheal Ward (1997) Afro Jamaican.

Xiran Jay Zhao (1997) Hui Chinese - is non-binary (they/them).

Lori Harvey (1997) African-American.

Mayan El Sayed (1997) Egyptian.

Hania Aamir (1997) Pakistani.

Sisi Stringer (1997) African Australian.

Omar Apollo (1997) Mexican - is gay.

Kaiit (1997) Papuan / Gunditjmara, Torres Strait Islander - is non-binary (she/he/they).

Piper Curda (1997) Korean / English, Scottish - is apsec.

Iman Meskini (1997) Tunisian / Norweigan - is pro Palestine!

Clara Nieblas (1997) Mexican.

Janella Salvador (1998) Bisaya Filipino.

Ethel Cain (1998) - is a trans bisexual woman.

Joanna Pincerato (1998) Mexican, Syrian. Swedish and Italian.

Joanna Arida (1998) Jordadian.

Chella Man (1998) Hongkonger and Jewish - is deaf, trans genderqueer and pansexual (he/they).

Benedetta Porcaroli (1998)

Em / Not Even Emily / Still Not Emily (1998) Taiwanese / Chinese.

Luna Carmoon (1998)

Gretta Ray (1998)

Clairo (1998) - is bisexual and has juvenile idiopathic arthritis.

SANTAN / Dave (1998) Edo Nigerian.

Salsabiela A. (1998) Unspecified.

Ariela Barer (1998) Mexican, Ashkenazi Jewish.

Celeste O'Connor (1998) Kenyan - is non-binary (they/them).

Wegz (1998) Egyptian.

Jessica Alexander (1999)

Rafaela Plastira (1999)

Minami Gessel (1999) Japanese / Ashkenazi Jewish.

Kenna Sharp (1999) - is queer.

Samara Joy (1999) African-American.

Sab Zada (1999) Chinese, Filipino, and Hispanic.

Zoe Terakes (2000) Greek Australian - trans masc non-binary guy (they/he).

Anthony Lexa (2000) - is a trans woman.

Marissa Bode (2000) African-American - is disabled.

Odessa A'zion (2000) Ashkenazi Jewish, English, some Irish, Northern Irish, Welsh, German.

Reneé Rapp (2000) - is a lesbian.

Celia Rose Gooding (2000) African-American - bisexual and gray asexual, uses she/they - also saw somewhere they don't like being called a woman.

Lucas Jade Zumann (2000) Ashkenazi Jewish / possibly German.

Cat Burns (2000) Liberian - is queer, autistic and has ADHD.

Maitreyi Ramakrishnan (2001) Tamil.

Andria Tayeh (2001) Jordanian and Lebanese.

Freya Allan (2001)

Ari Notartomaso (2001) - is non-binary (they/he).

Rachel Zegler (2001) Colombian / White.

Maria Guardiola (2001)

Hope Ikpoku Jnr (2001) Black British.

Morgan Davies (2001) - is a trans man.

Corey Maison (2001) - is a trans woman.

Ahmet Haktan Zavlak (2001) Turkish.

Kei Kurosawa (2001) Bisaya Filipino and Japanese.

Rhea Norwood (2001) - has type 1 diabetes.

Aaron Rose Philip (2001) Afro-Antiguan - is a trans woman who has cerebral palsy.

Denise Julia (2002) Filipino.

Nessa Barrett (2002) Puerto Rican.

Yara Mustafa (2002) Jordanian.

Iris Apatow / Iris Scot (2002) Ashkenazi Jewish / Irish, Scottish, Finnish, German.

Kosar Ali (2003) Somali.

Paris Paloma (?)

Madeleine Hyland (?)

Bobby Sanchez (?) Peruvian [Quechua] - is Two-Spirit and trans, uses she/her sometimes they/they).

Nick Hakim (?) Chilean / Peruvian.

Micaela López Bianchi (?) Argentinian.

Jas Lin (?) Taiwanese - is queer (they/them).

Georgia Maq (?)

Eddy Mack (?) Jordanian.

Ellie Kim / SuperKnova (?) Korean - genderfluid, transgender woman (she/her).

Alexia Roditis / Destory Boys (?) - uses they/them.

Violet Mayugba / Destory Boys (?)

Narsai Malik / Destory Boys (?)

David Orozco / Destory Boys (?)

Neil Turner / Los Campesinos! (?)

Tom Bromley / Los Campesinos! (?)

Kim Paisey / Los Campesinos! (?)

Rob Taylor / Los Campesinos! (?)

Jason Adelinia/ Los Campesinos! (?)

Matt Fidler / Los Campesinos! (?)

Raul Briones (?) Mexican.

Britton Smith (?) Black.

Farrah / farrahescapes (?) Emirati.

CJ / Cup of Jo / cupofjoemusic_ (early 20's) Pangasinense Filipino.

Gian / Cup of Jo / cupofjoemusic_ (early 20's) Pangasinense Filipino.

Rapha / Cup of Jo / cupofjoemusic_ (early 20's) Pangasinense Filipino.

Gab / Cup of Jo / cupofjoemusic_ (early 20's) Pangasinense Filipino.

Sevii / Cup of Jo / cupofjoemusic_ (early 20's) Ilocano Filipino.

Xen / Cup of Jo / cupofjoemusic_ (early 20's) Ilocano Filipino.

Grey Gritt (?) Ojibwe and Metis - is genderqueer (they/them).

Elaine Crombie (?) Pitjantjatjara, Yankunytjatjara, Warrigmay, South Sea Islander, and White.

Nori Reed (?) Korean / Unspecified - is non-binary (she/her).

Shahd Khidir (?) Sudanese.

Arewà Basit (?) Black - uses she/they.

Majid Al Maskati / Majid Jordan (?) Bahraii.

Jordan Ullman / Majid Jordan (?)

+ please let me know if you want more!

#fc help #rph #rpc

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💘 fake dating

(decided to put this in the mechanics au universe, the only time i’ve attempted friends to lovers with them lol)

“What time is it?” Eddie asks Jeff again, glancing over his shoulder and grabbing his wrist to see for himself. The batteries of his own watch died sometime last week and he never got them changed. They just keep blinking 3:03.

Jeff pats his chest. “Dude, relax, she’ll be here.”

Eddie bounces anxiously on the balls of his feet, looking around for her, wondering if she’s coming, if there’s still time to call the whole thing off. He’s not sure he can do it. Not without giving something away. “This was a really bad idea.”

“Has Chrissy ever let you down?”

“No,” he sighs admittedly, scratching the back of his neck under his long curtain of hair. “But no one’s going to fall for it…it’s pathetic that I even asked her in the first place.”

“Are you just worried it’s not going to work or that it’s going to work too well?”

He sneers, glaring daggers and death toward the lead singer, but Jeff just chucks his infamous shit eating grin back up at him.

“Shut up.”

Jeff laughs quietly in amusement as he heads over to do a sound check with the mics.

“Well, hello there.” Eddie hears a feminine voice coo, a hand sliding up his bare arm.

Still suffering from the PTSD from the last few weeks, he yanks away sharply from the very bold dark haired girl who just popped up at his side out of nowhere. He doesn’t even look at her. Be gone, siren! “Yeah, listen, I’m here with someone, okay? A girlfriend—I have a girlfriend!”

Yep. It sounds weird even saying it.

“Oh yeah?” she asks with a little giggle. “Then where is she?”

Eddie frowns, eyebrows pinching together. He knows that voice now that it’s not masked by a sultry fry. He whips around in confusion to find a pair of glimmering, mischievous eyes staring up at him under the large fray of dark hair.

Holy shit.

He peers closer in disbelief. “Chrissy?”

“Sorry I’m a little late,” she grins, her lips painted a deep mauve color, her sapphire eyes lined with skillful black wings. “Eden took forever.”

“What are you—”

He feels himself tightening immediately in his pants. Her wig and make up are one thing, the oversized studded denim jacket covering a cropped black halter top and the Daisy Duke’s she’s wearing is another. Oh God, she’s got black stockings on, with holes in them.

Fuck him.

“Thought I should look the part,” she spins on her toes for him like a little kid playing dress up.

“What do you think?” she asks as he just stands there staring at her with his mouth hanging open. Flies welcome. She squares her shoulder when she lands back on her feet as if ready for a brawl in a mosh pit. “Do I look mean and scary?”

He smiles, a warm wave of alleviation washing over his body. There’s his Chrissy. His fucking adorable Chrissy.

“You look incredible, Cunningham,” he tells her, trying to sound calm cool, wrapping her up in a grateful friendly hug around the waist. She makes that happy squeaky sound that nearly makes him sink to his knees. “Thanks for coming.”

“No problem,” she replies cheerfully, kissing his cheek sweetly as they part. Leaving a perfect imprint of his lips on his skin. “This will be fun!”

#ask prompt #hellcheer #eddie x chrissy #eddissy #munningham #chrissy x eddie #hellcheer fanfiction #hellcheer fanfic #mechanics au

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Latest update: 07/01/23

Edited: 01/10/24

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richard alonzo muñoz

Alma peregrine • Enoch O'Connor

the madrigals • camilo madrigal

klaus baudelaire • violet baudelaire

weasley twins • neville longbottom • luna lovegood

Edmund pevensie

santiago garcia

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newt scamander • wolfstar • remus lupin • regulus black • james potter

vance hopper

sherlock holmes

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newt • gally

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jack frost • bunnymund

tadashi hamada • hiro hamada

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vance hopper

ralph

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dan torrance

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steve harrington • eddie munson

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peter ballard • chrissy cunningham • max mayfield • billy hargrove • gareth emerson • steve harrington • eddie munson

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peter(pietro) maximoff • erik lehnsherr • warren worthington • alex summers • scott summers • kurt wagner • jean grey

druig • loki laufeyson • bucky barnes • peter parker

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Moon knight • kate bishop • stephen strange • Peter parker • Miles morales

alex summers • Warren Worthington •Sean cassidy • peter(pietro) maximoff

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stephen strange • Loki laufeyson • wade wilson • peter parker • moon knight

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obi wan kenobi • poe dameron • din djarin

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ellie williams • joel miller

task force 141 • alejandro vargas • simon 'ghost' riley

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And I'll Set You Free (One-Shot)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader x Chrissy Cunningham

Work Summary: Sequel to I'll Paint You Wings.

You and Eddie take Chrissy out to a gay bar, and she realises she wants more from both of you.

Friends-with-benefits to lovers.

Series Masterlist.

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 5548

Read on AO3.

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Notes:

hello this has been bouncing around in my head for a while, hope you enjoy.

warnings for smut, underage drinking (all three characters are 18-20 years old), just a smidgen of insecurity/jealousy, little bit of anxiety, mentions of casual sex, all three characters are bi

Update: this is a series now.

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Chrissy looked cute with her hair down. She had traded in her cheerleader uniform for a pair of Daisy Dukes and a low cut vest-top. She took a sip of her cocktail and made a face.

It was Saturday night, and the three of you were at a gay bar about half an hour’s drive from Hawkins that you and Eddie had visited a couple of times before.

“Too strong?” you asked.

She shook her head. “Just kind of bitter.”

Technically, you needed to be 21 to be in this bar. Technically, none of you were. Fortunately, Eddie knew a guy who could make a fake ID on short notice. The same guy who had made yours and Eddie’s a while back.

Since the queer scene was pretty small in this area, there was a mix of men and women here, sitting and drinking, dancing and kissing, hooking up in the back rooms or at the motel across the street.

“You guys ready to split off?” asked Eddie. “There’s a lady over there who can’t take her eyes off you, Chris.” He nodded towards the end of the bar, where a tall, slim woman with dark hair was looking over at your group. Chrissy turned her head, catching the woman’s eye, and the woman gave her a flirtatious little wave.

Chrissy flushed pink. You knew that it wasn’t just her inexperience with women coming into play. She had slept with precisely three people in her life, and two of them were standing beside her right now. She’d never hooked up with a stranger before.

You nudged Chrissy’s shoulder. “Go talk to her.” She looked back at you, terror in her eyes. “It’ll be okay. We’re right here.”

“We can always come rescue you if you need us,” said Eddie.

She took a deep breath. “Right. Okay.” She downed the remainder of her drink, put her glass back on the bar, and then walked over to the woman.

“Look at that.” Eddie put his arm around your shoulders and squeezed. “Our little girl is all grown up.”

You slapped his chest with the back of your hand. “Gross.”

When Chrissy and Jason had broken up, she had confided in you and Eddie that she wanted to experience more of life. She wanted to sleep with women, and men, and whoever else she felt like. You and Eddie had promised to wingman for her.

So tonight, the three of you had a plan. You would all go to the bar, hook-up with someone if you wanted to, and watch each other’s backs. Eddie wasn’t drinking, so once you’d all had your fun, he would drive you both back to his place to stay the night.

Chrissy’s parents thought she was staying over at her friend Jess’. Jess had agreed to cover for her, as Chrissy had implied to her that she had a new secret boyfriend that her parents didn’t know about.

You supposed that that was half-true. What she actually had was two new secret friends-with-benefits.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watched Chrissy. She was sitting on a barstool, hands pressed nervously to her thighs. The dark-haired woman was leaning on the bar, saying things you couldn’t hear. You watched as a giggle escaped from Chrissy’s lips.

Your stomach twisted suddenly. It was like the ground had fallen out from under you, leaving you out on a ledge.

Relax.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.  

You didn’t have time to process what had just happened, because just then, Chrissy caught your eye. You gave her a questioning thumbs up, and she responded with a thumbs up of her own.

“Looks like we’re free to roam,” said Eddie, clapping a hand on your shoulder. When you took too long to respond, he looked at you sideways. “You okay?” His eyes darted from you to Chrissy and back.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m good,” you said. You picked up your drink and started walking over to the dance floor. “Go have fun.”

It didn’t take long for Eddie to find a cute guy to flirt with. It never did. The guy in question was tall and muscular, and Eddie seemed to be finding any excuse to touch his biceps. Not that the guy seemed to mind.

You enjoyed watching Eddie from afar. He was so animated, talking and gesticulating so fast that it was a wonder the guy he was talking to could understand a word he was saying. He was at ease in this place, not afraid of being judged. You wanted that for him.

You spared a glance over at Chrissy. She was still talking to the dark-haired woman. She was clutching a different drink in her hand now.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing alone in a place like this?” came a smooth voice near your ear.

You turned to see a very attractive redheaded woman. She was wearing a black dress with a plunging neckline, accentuating her curves. You tucked some hair behind your ear and chuckled nervously.

“Waiting for you, of course,” you said. It was such a corny line that you had to stop yourself from visibly cringing.

“I’m Sophia,” she said. “Can I buy you a drink?”

Sophia was pretty, although not really what you’d call your ‘type’. But she seemed self-assured, and more importantly, interested in you. That was something you were still getting used to. You had never been the kind of girl that people had crushes on, but that didn’t matter here.

You weren’t a ‘freak’ to the people who frequented this bar. In fact, you fit in just fine.

Sophia didn’t seem to have much to say for herself. She seemed moderately interested in what you had to say, but you got the impression that it was all for show.

You had only been talking for a few minutes when she said, “Do you want to get a room?”

You hesitated. It wasn’t as if you were looking for a relationship. It also wasn’t as if you’d never done this before. But you weren’t entirely sure that Sophia was what you were looking for.

You opened your mouth to respond, but you heard someone say your name. You turned around.

Chrissy was standing behind you, wringing her hands nervously. Your eyes met hers. She looked on the verge of tears.

“Chrissy? What’s wrong?”

“I…” She glanced from you to Sophia and back, looking worried.

“This your girlfriend?” asked Sophia.

“No, we’re just friends,” you said. “Everything okay, Chris?”

She opened her mouth but no words came out. Her eyes were very shiny.

You turned back to Sophia. “I’m gonna have to take a rain check, sorry. Thanks for the drink.”

“It’s whatever.”

You took Chrissy by the hand and led her over to one of the booths in the corner, sheltered from view from most of the bar.

“What’s wrong?” you asked her again. “Did that woman say something to you? Or do something?” You felt anger flare inside you at the idea of anyone hurting Chrissy. She was so sweet and kind and deserved the world.

“No, no, nothing like that.” Chrissy shook her head. “I just… It’s embarrassing really.” She chuckled anxiously.

“Chrissy…” You squeezed her hand. She wasn’t looking at you. With her free hand, she wiped her eyes.

“Things were just… They were going okay, but… I thought about going off with that woman, and the idea was kind of terrifying. And I realised that I didn’t want this, but then I got embarrassed, because I dragged you and Eddie out here and I couldn’t even follow through.” She took a shaky breath and met your eyes. “And then I totally cockblocked you from getting with that girl. I’m sorry. I’ll just suck it up.”

She made as if to stand up, but you held fast to her hand. “I don’t care about that.” You pulled her over to you, until she was sitting in the seat beside you.

“She was really pretty, though.”

You shrugged. “Sure. But you’re really pretty too and I sleep with you all the time, so it’s not like I’m losing out.” Chrissy giggled, looking down at where your hands were joined. You watched her face carefully. She didn’t look at you, so you gently tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, letting your fingertips linger across her cheek. Her skin felt so warm and smooth under your fingers. “Do you wanna stay here and try and get laid? Or would you rather go home?”

She put her hand on your thigh, and finally looked up into your eyes. “I wanna go home and try and get laid.”

You weren’t sure which of you moved first, but the next thing you knew, you were kissing. She was half in your lap, holding your face as you wrapped your arms around her waist, dragging her closer to you. Your stomach was alight with heat, every little breathy moan that slipped from Chrissy’s lips sending shivers down your spine.

“Let’s get out of here,” you said, nuzzling your nose against hers.

“What about Eddie?” You shifted in your seat so that you could look over at the dancefloor. Eddie was dancing with a guy, but not the same one from earlier. “I don’t wanna cockblock him too.”

“He won’t mind.” You encouraged Chrissy onto her feet so that you could stand up. As you did so, you became acutely aware of the wetness between your thighs. “And if he’s really determined to get off with this guy, he can just give us the keys and we can, uh… wait for him in the van.”

The meaning of your words was clear. With your hand on her lower back, you could feel Chrissy shiver slightly.

The two of you made your way over to the dancefloor. You had to separate a little bit to squeeze through the crowd, but you held tight to her hand.

When you reached Eddie, he was no longer dancing so much as wildly gesticulating at the guy he was talking to, who looked pretty bewildered. You tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around.

“Eds, we’re gonna get out of here,” you said. The music was loud enough here that you had to lean in to be sure he could hear you. “We can just hang out in the van if you wanna stay, or-”

Eddie shook his head vigorously. “I’m not making you guys wait in the van. It’s cool.”

He didn’t even stop to say goodbye to the guy he was dancing with before leading the two of you out of the bar. When the cold night air hit your face, you let out a sigh of relief.

On Chrissy’s other side, Eddie threw an arm across her shoulders. “You have a good time, Chris?” Chrissy laughed awkwardly, staring down at her feet. Eddie stopped walking, effectively halting the two of you as well. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” she insisted, unconvincingly. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Just realised that maybe casual sex with a stranger isn’t exactly what I want to do right now. And…” She looked up, glancing at you and then back to Eddie. “I guess I got a little overwhelmed in there. I’m sorry for ruining your night, guys.”

“You didn’t ruin anything,” you said, at the same time as Eddie said, “how did you ruin our night?”

Chrissy shrugged. “I stopped you from getting laid.”

Eddie snorted. “Please. Did you see that guy? He was wearing flared jeans. Trust me, I’m not missing out on anything.”

Chrissy giggled. Your laugh caught in your throat. You squeezed her hand, and she squeezed yours back.

“Well, in any case…” Her voice dropped into a lower register. “I can make it up to you guys, right?”

“W-” Eddie planted one hand on the wall, leaning against it. “What did you have in mind?”

“Let’s go back to your place?” She smiled innocently at him. Your fingers tingled where they were linked with hers.

In his haste to get to the van, Eddie stumbled over his own feet, and then straightened up, pushing his hair back as if the move had been intentional. You couldn’t help but laugh.

The three of you squeezed into the front of the van together. Chrissy shuffled into your lap and put her arms around you. Your faces were very close together.

“Hey,” she murmured.

“Hey.”

And then she was kissing your neck. With the low hum of the van’s engine beneath you, you slid your hand down the front of her shorts.

“Fuck,” you heard Eddie whisper. You looked over to see his knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel.

“Oh, poor Eddie,” you cooed, your hand playing with the hem of Chrissy’s panties. “He’s feeling all left out because he can’t play with us while he’s driving.”

“Fuck off.”

“I can help,” said Chrissy. She leant across the space in between you and pressed a hand to Eddie’s crotch. It was clear that he was painfully hard. He let out a deep groan. “Does that feel good, baby?”

“You’re gonna make me crash the van.”

“Then I suggest you pay attention to the road.” And with that, she undid the front of his jeans and pulled his cock out. He hissed as she wrapped a hand around it, and then dipped her head forward to take him into her mouth.

“Chrissy,” he groaned.

You meanwhile had pulled her shorts and panties halfway down her thighs to give you easier access. You slid two fingers into her, relishing the moan she let out.

You held onto her hip with one hand, keeping her in place as you pumped your fingers in and out of her. She was letting out those little breathless moans that made you feel like your skin was on fire. God you wanted her more than anything.

It was unfortunate that both your hands were occupied, because you were starting to get uncomfortably wet. You shifted your hips, trying to get any semblance of friction, but it wasn’t enough.

Chrissy ground back against your hand, fucking herself on your fingers.

“Good girl,” you muttered. “So good for me.”

The concentration on Eddie’s face was something to behold. It was clear that it was taking every ounce of his willpower not to pull over right now.

Chrissy’s rutting against you was getting more and more frenetic. You released her hip to play with her clit. She let out a gasping, high pitched moan, and Eddie swore loudly. She gripped him tight, her head sinking down as deep as possible to swallow every drop of his cum.

When he made a noise of discomfort, gently encouraging her away from his softening cock, she sat back into your lap again, this time sitting on your hand. Your ministrations didn’t stop.

You let her kiss you, deep and dirty, as you got her off with your fingers. She always sounded so pretty when she came. As she stuck her tongue down your throat, you could taste Eddie’s cum too.

She seemed far more relaxed when she pulled back to look you in the eyes. Her hair was dishevelled and her eyes were sparkling. She looked like she was about to say something, when Eddie suddenly swerved, pulling in to the trailer park.

You had been so distracted, you hadn’t even noticed that you were here. Chrissy laughed again. You put your wet fingers into your mouth, and her breath hitched. She watched, transfixed, as you licked her juices off your fingers.

Behind you, the door of the van opened, and then you felt Eddie’s hands on your waist.

“Come on, lovebirds,” he murmured into your ear. Chrissy slid off your lap and you let Eddie pull you outside.

As soon as your feet touched the ground, he pressed you against the side of the van, his chest to your back, and started kissing your ear. You shivered, leaning back into it.

“Coming home with two girls, Eds? Aren’t you worried about your neighbours thinking you’re some kind of degenerate?” you teased.

Eddie scoffed. “I’m sleeping with two hot girls. My neighbours probably think I’m like, the coolest guy ever.” He bit your earlobe.

“Let’s get inside before you cream your pants, okay hotstuff?”

He let out a dramatic sigh, but stepped away from you, pulling his keys out of his pocket. You turned around, and Chrissy sidled up to you, taking your hand.

“Hurry up, Eddie,” she giggled as he fumbled with his keys. “We’ve been neglecting our girl and I wanna start making up for it.”

Our girl.

You felt like your heart was beating double-time. As soon as Eddie got the door open, Chrissy dragged you behind her into the trailer.

The door closed behind you, and then her hands were all over you. Eddie hadn’t even turned on the lights yet. Her lips found yours in the dark. Your hands fumbled, grasping for her.

Eddie chuckled. “Alright ladies, let’s not push the boundaries of Wayne’s hospitality.” He patted Chrissy on the butt. “My room. Let’s go.”

Ten seconds later, you found yourself being pushed down onto Eddie’s bed. The mattress sank under your weight. Chrissy was on top you immediately, straddling your waist.

“Baby,” you mumbled, trying to slide your hands up under her shorts again, but she grabbed both of your wrists.

“Nuh-uh,” she said. “You already made me cum. I wanna even the scoreboard. Eddie, hold her.”

Eddie appeared above you, pinning your wrists to the mattress on either side of your head. He grinned at you upside down, his hair falling down into your face. You struggled feebly against his hold as Chrissy pulled off your shoes and socks.

“No fair.” You pouted.

“I know, right?” He leant in close to you. “You’re about to get railed and all I can do is watch? You’ve gotta at least let me see those tits, babe.”

“Fuck off,” you said, but you let him and Chrissy strip you of your shirt and bra.

“That’s more like it.” Eddie pinched your nipple, and squeezed one breast in each hand, feeling their weight.

“I told you to hold her,” said Chrissy, tugging down your jeans, leaving you only in your panties.

“Sorry, boss.” He pinned your wrists again.

“Not there.” She grabbed his hands and placed them on your thighs. “Here.”

At Chrissy’s instruction, he pulled your thighs up so that you were spread open, your knees almost to your ears.

“Much better.” Her fingertips teased at the waistband of your panties, making your stomach muscles twitch involuntarily. “I’m gonna make you feel good, baby.”

Delicately, she slid your panties to the side and swiped her fingers through your wetness.

“Fuck, you’re really turned on, huh?”

“Shut up,” you said, feeling yourself flush.

“What was it that made you wet like this? Was it fingering me in the car? Was it watching me suck Eddie’s cock?”

You squirmed uncomfortably, but Eddie held you still. “I’ve been turned on since we kissed at the club.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet.” Her knuckle brushed against your clit, just the barest sensation of pleasure, and you flopped back against the mattress.

“Don’t tease me,” you begged. “I was so nice to you in the van, wasn’t I?”

You watched the smile spread across her face. “You make a good point.” She dipped her head and kissed the wet patch on your panties. You were about to complain again when her tongue flicked out over your clit.

“Fuck.”

You looked up at Eddie, and found that you had a good view of his crotch right now. He was clearly hard, his cock pressing against the zipper of his jeans.

Since your hands were free, it was the easiest thing in the world to unhook the button and slide the zipper down.

As Chrissy pressed her face between your thighs, licking up your juices where they gathered around your vagina, and then swirling her tongue around your clit, you reached in and pulled out Eddie’s cock.

He swore quietly. You gripped his hips, encouraging his cock down towards your face. As he slid past your lips, you were filled with his taste, his scent, his musk, and the taste of Chrissy’s lip gloss. Not ten minutes ago, she had been sucking on his cock. The thought made you feel a little strange, but not in a bad way.

As a slender finger pushed inside you, you gasped, letting Eddie slide his cock in the rest of the way.

“Can I fuck your face?” he asked, and you hummed an affirmative. Your fingers dug into his thighs. “If it gets too much, just hit me, okay?” You hummed again, and he started to move.

Chrissy pushed another finger into you. She thrust them in and out, hitting that spot inside you that would’ve made you moan if you didn’t have a mouth full of Eddie’s cock.

It was a lot. The sensations. The feeling of skin on skin. The fact that you were being fucked from two directions. Pleasure was sparking in your gut like electricity, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

Chrissy was a fast learner. It hadn’t taken her long at all to figure out what made you cum. Trapped here, unable to move because of their hands on you, you couldn’t run away from the pleasure that she was giving you.

Her hand came up to squeeze your breast as the other one fucked in and out of you. Her mouth was on your clit, tracing her name, and your name, and Eddie’s name, and whatever else she felt like.

Your back arched as the pleasure ripped through you, almost breaking Eddie’s hold on you, but he redoubled his grip. You moaned, oversensitive, and Chrissy rode your orgasm with her tongue.

When your legs began to shake, she finally let you go. You tapped on Eddie’s thigh and he pulled out of your mouth. You took in a deep, shuddering breath, collapsing back onto the bed.

“You okay, baby?” Eddie asked, stroking your hair out of your face. Your heart stuttered. Eddie rarely used pet names, and this level of tenderness was something new. He was still hard, his cock covered in your spit, but he seemed perfectly content to just stay like that.

“Never better.” Your voice came out a little croaky. Chrissy giggled. You felt her weight shift and then she was straddling you, her bare pussy pressed against your stomach. You weren’t sure when she had divested herself of the rest of her clothing, but you weren’t complaining.

“Is this okay?” she asked, pinning you to the bed with her body.

“Yeah.” You weren’t sure what she was doing, but she wasn’t touching your oversensitive pussy, which you were grateful for.

She leant forward and grasped Eddie’s cock, drawing a gasp out of him. You stared up in wonder as she took it into her mouth, directly above you.

She rocked forward and back, smearing her juices all over your stomach in the process, but you were transfixed watching her suck Eddie’s cock. She was close enough to you that her hair was falling in your face.

“Chrissy,” you groaned, clenching your thighs together. Your hands found her breasts, squeezing her pretty pink nipples. Eddie was pulling her hair now, fucking her face.

“Fuck, that’s so- You’re so-” You could tell that Eddie was close by the strain in his voice. Keeping one hand playing with Chrissy’s tits, you moved the other to fondle his balls, and he let out a high whine.

His breaths came out harsh and panting and he came down Chrissy’s throat for the second time this evening. She didn’t stop until he gently pushed her away, evidently relishing his little gasps of overstimulation.

When he pulled out of her mouth, she let out a little whine, grinding down against your stomach again.

“You’re so desperate for it, aren’t you?” you teased, grasping her hips. “You want to cum?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “I want to cum.”

“Well, you can’t.” You squeezed her hips, stilling her movements. “Not yet. I want to try something. Get on your hands and knees.”

She whined again, but did as she was told. Eddie was kneeling on the bed, watching on with interest.

“Eds, where’s that box of stuff I gave you to look after?” you asked.

His eyes glinted with understanding. “Right here.” He reached down under the bed and pulled out a shoebox. Chrissy’s eyes followed his movements, her curiosity piqued.

She watched as you pulled out a large pink dildo and harness.

“I want to fuck you,” you said. “Is that okay?” She nodded vigorously, so you slipped into the harness, securing the dildo at the front of it. As you attempted to tighten it, you felt Eddie’s hands on the straps.

“I’m helping,” he insisted, although he seemed far more interested in feeling you up.

You knelt behind Chrissy, lining your big pink dildo up with her sodden pussy, and pressed against her.

“Ready?” you asked.

“Ready.” She sounded breathless.

You pushed into her, feeling her body tense. For a moment, you wondered if you’d hurt her, but then she let out a deep, desperate moan of pleasure.

“More. Please,” she begged.

And how could you say no to that?

You slid all the way inside her, until your hips were pressed against her ass. She looked so pretty like this, with her ass in the air, her hair a mess, her skin flushed.

You started moving, every thrust fucking a delicious little gasp out of her. The strap-on ground against your clit at the same time, sending sparks of pleasure up your body.

Your fingers curled into Chrissy’s hair, pulling her head back until she was gasping with mingled pain and pleasure.

You hesitated for a second, but then she said, “Don’t stop,” so you doubled down, tugging on her hair as she came apart underneath you. She did so love to have her hair pulled.

“Fuck that’s hot,” came Eddie’s voice in your ear. He pressed himself against you from behind, his fingers finding your pussy, wet and clenching around nothing. One hand curled around your neck, while the other penetrated you, fucking you in time with your own thrusts.

“Feels so good,” moaned Chrissy, so you pushed her head down, pressing her face into the mattress as you began to move faster. Eddie’s fingers matched your pace, his hand on your neck keeping you grounded.

Chrissy’s moans sped up, increasing in pitch. Your hips slammed against her ass, and you watched as the fat of her ass cheeks jiggled with the motion.

“Cum for me, pretty girl,” you cooed. “You’ve been so good tonight. Cum for me.”

That was all it took. She moaned, grinding back against your strap, toes curling. When her body finally stopped trembling, she fell forward, letting the dildo slip out of her.

She might’ve been done, but Eddie wasn’t done with you. He squeezed your neck a little, still bullying his fingers in and out of you.

Without the clitoral stimulation you were getting from fucking Chrissy, you could feel your orgasm slipping away. You slumped forward until the strap was pressed against the mattress. You kept grinding down against it, letting it press against your clit.

“Dirty little whore, fucking my mattress, is that it?” Eddie murmured in your ear. “So desperate that you’re spreading Chrissy’s cum all over my sheets.”

You couldn’t speak. You let out a moan instead.

“You’re my dirty little whore, aren’t you? You belong to me, and to Chrissy. You’re our whore.”

His words set a spark alight inside you. You thrust into the mattress harder. The pressure on your clit, Eddie’s words, his fingers inside you, his breath on your ear, his hand on your neck. Sensation bombarded you from every angle, and your back arched again as you came for the second time.

All of the strength seemed to go out of you. You were jelly. Eddie’s arms wrapped around your waist, lowering you carefully down onto the bed. His fingers tugged at the harness, releasing the straps and freeing you.

Chrissy was sitting up now, leaning back against the headboard. Boneless, you crawled towards her as best you could. She opened her arms to you.

“Hang on a second, ladies. You should both go pee. I don’t want you getting any UTIs,” said Eddie. He sounded strangely proud of himself.

“What do you know about UTIs?” You nuzzled into Chrissy, leaning your head against her chest.

“You’re the one who told me about them.” He poked you in the leg. “Come on, sweetheart.”

“But I wanna lie down.”

“I’ll go first,” said Chrissy. You groaned, but rolled over, letting her up. You buried your face into a pillow.

When Chrissy came back, she was wearing one of Eddie’s t-shirts. It fell to about halfway down her thighs. Her hair was scraped back into a messy ponytail, and as she crawled back into the bed, she smelled like lavender.

“Come on, babe,” she said, poking you in the arm. “Go pee.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to cuddle you uninterrupted.” She shook your shoulder, rocking your whole body backwards and forwards annoyingly.

“Okay, fine, fine.” You swore quietly as you rolled off the bed. “You’re both mean.”

When you returned from the bathroom, feeling slightly cleaner, and also very tired, Chrissy was laying with her head on Eddie’s chest. Your stomach did a little flip at the sight of them. You hovered in the doorway, feeling suddenly awkward.

“Hey,” said Eddie. He had clearly noticed your discomfort. He patted the bed beside him. “You wanna get in on this?”

“Of course I do.” There was a pile of clean(ish) laundry on the floor under his desk. You rifled through it until you found a large t-shirt and pair of Eddie’s boxers, and then you slipped them on. He was watching you with familiar smile as you did so.

The three of you arranged yourselves under the covers with Eddie in the middle, and you and Chrissy lying on either side of him. Your face was inches from hers. She took your hand.

“Hey,” she whispered.

“Hey,” you whispered back, amused.

“Can I tell you guys a secret?”

“Sure,” you said, and Eddie grunted an affirmative.

“I don’t wanna sleep with strangers. I don’t want anything else. I just like being with you guys.” She looked nervous as she spoke. She often looked nervous. She reminded you of a bird flitting frenetically from branch to branch, staying just out of the claws of danger. Eddie’s big hand came up, stroking Chrissy’s hair.

“You know you have us whenever you want, Chris,” you said.

“I know. But what if I want more than that?”

You leant back so that you could look at her properly, as well as seeing Eddie’s reaction. He was staring at her with wide eyes.

“What do you mean?” he asked in a low voice.

“What if I don’t want just sex with you guys?” With one hand on Eddie’s chest, she pushed herself up into a sitting position. “What if I don’t want to just be friends with benefits? What if I want more?”

“More? Like-”

“Like a relationship. Like you be my boyfriend and my girlfriend. Like we go on dates and hold hands and kiss, and say fuck you to anyone who has a problem with that.”

A laugh bubbled up in your throat. You’d never heard Chrissy talk like this before. Your heart was hammering. She looked startled for a moment, like she was afraid you were mocking her, so you squeezed her hand.

“Chris, I want nothing more in the world than for you to be my girlfriend.” You looked down at Eddie. You took a deep breath. As much as you wanted this with Chrissy, Eddie was your best friend and had been for years. You loved him fervently, and the thought of losing him because you pushed too far, because you wanted something that he didn’t, terrified you. But he was staring back at you with affection in his big, dark eyes, so you took a leap of faith. “Eds, we’ve practically been dating for years in all but name. So I’m in if you are.”

“Are you kidding me?” Eddie sat up. “You think I’m gonna turn down the possibility of having two super hot girlfriends?” he scoffed, putting an arm around each of you. “Of course I’m in.”

Chrissy was grinning now. You loved her smile so much.

“Good,” she said, and leaned in to kiss Eddie on the lips. Before you’d had a chance to feel bereft, she turned to you, pressing her lips to yours. She tasted like a strange combination of booze and cum.

As soon as she leant back, Eddie was in your face, kissing you too. You cupped his cheek, feeling the scratch of stubble that was just starting to grow back.

When you pulled back, Chrissy was watching the two of you. Her eyes were bright with excitement. “I love you guys,” she whispered.

#chrissy cunningham x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x chrissy cunningham x reader #eddie munson x reader x chrissy cunningham #eddie munson x you

[astorytotellyourfriends]

hellcheer x bridgerton au

Christine Cunningham is the diamond of the season; she has her pick of the eligible bachelors in Hawkins, save one: Edward Munson, the Duke of Forest Hills. He’s vowed to never take a wife, but when he returns to Hawkins after five years abroad and realizes she’s the same girl he fell in love with when he was young, he’s forced to choose between the promise he made to himself and the desperate tug at his heart every time she looks his way.

(coming soon to ao3)

#hellcheer #eddissy #chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #stranger things #chrissy x eddie #hellcheer bridgerton au #i'm really out here teasing ideas left and right #i gotta start writing shit gdi

[hatchetfieldmalewifedeathmatch]

hello starkid tumblr !!! and welcome! to the

HATCHETFIELD! MALEWIFE! DEATHMATCH!

malewife used as loosely as possible. men who are either currently a malewife or have the potential to be a malewife

text transcript of the bracket will be under the cut

for the next however-long-this-takes i will bring us all on a journey of discovery. the discovery of hatchetfields biggestmalewife. or whatever. the polls will be up as soon as possible !! in the meantime, feel free to send propaganda for YOUR favorite malewife to the askbox. happy voting !! ♡

make sure to check out my boyfriends hatchetfield bracket dedicated to all of the girlbosses in town ! @hatchetfieldgirlbossbrawl

LEFT;

Tom Houston (Black Friday, Jane's a Car, Forever and Always/Time Bastard) vs. Jonathan Brisby (Hatchetfield Ape Man)

Bill Woodward (TGWDLM, Watcher World, Forever and Always/Time Bastard) vs. Max Jägerman (NPMD)

Wilbur Cross (Black Friday, Witch in the Web) vs. Mr. Davidson (TGWDLM)

Richie Lipschitz (NPMD) vs. Gerald Monroe (Honey Queen)

Paul Matthews (TGWDLM, Black Friday, Forever and Always/Time Bastard, Honey Queen) vs. Dan Reynolds (TGWDLM, Black Friday, Time Bastard, Witch in the Web, Honey Queen, NPMD)

Kris Kringle (Black Friday(Santa Claus is gGoin' to Hogh School)) vs. Kale (Killer Track)

Howard Goodman (Black Friday) vs. John MacNamara (TGWDLM, Black Friday)

Mr. Cunningham (Honey Queen) vs. Ted Spankoffski (TGWDLM, Hatchetfield Ape Man, Forever and Always/Time Bastard, Abstinence Camp, Daddy, Killer Track)

RIGHT;

Eddie Chiplucky (Yellow Jacket) vs. Xander Lee (Black Friday)

Gary Goldstein (Black Friday) vs. Ethan Green (Black Friday, Jane's a Car, Yellow Jacket)

Thrash (Killer Track) vs. Andy Kilgore (Time Bastard)

Boy Jerry (Abstinence Camp) vs. Barry Swift (TGWDLM, Black Friday, Watcher World, Forever and Always/Time Bastard, Daddy)

Peter Spankoffski (TGWDLM, Abstinence Camp, NPMD) vs. Henry Hidgens (TGWDLM, Hatchetfield Ape Man, Forever and Always/Time Bastard, Honey Queen)

Tony Green (Jane's a car) vs. Mark Chasity (NPMD)

Kyle Clauger (NPMD) vs. Zach Chambers (Honey Queen)

Frank Pricely (Black Friday, Daddy, Yellow Jacket) vs. Duke Keane (Witch in the Web, Killer Track)

#hatchetfield malewife deathmatch #team starkid #hatchetfield #the guy who didn't like musicals #black friday #nightmare time #nmt2 #abstinence camp #honey queen #yellow jacket #hatchetfield ape man #nerdy prudes must die #killer track #time bastard #janes a car #etc etc etc yk how it is

[andrevasims]

1980s Horror Film Character Names

I totally forgot I’d started making this last year! I think I never posted it because I wanted to find more names, but there’s already a decent amount and I don’t feel like being that tedious about names right now lol.

It’s first & last names (separated for mix & match potential) of characters from iconic late 1970s & 1980s horror movies. I think I started looking for cheesier B-movies to pull from, but yeah it’s been a whole year so I forget.

First Names

Alice Allen Allison Ally Amy Angela Annie Arnie Artie Axel Barry Bill Billy Bobby Brady Brenda Brent Brett Brooke Buddy Burt Buzz Carol Anne Carter Casey Charley Charlie Chili Christine Chuck Cindy Courtney Craig Cynthia Dana Darcy Debbie Demi Dennis Diane Donna Doug Doyle Duane Elaine Ellie Emma Ernie Ferdy Foster Gary Gene George Gerald Ginny Glen Hal Hank Helen Jack Jackie Jake Jason Jeff Jennifer Jerry Jesse Jimmy Joanne Jodi Joe Joey John Johnny Judd Judy Kate Katherine Kathy Katie Kelly Ken Kenny Kim Kimberly Kristen Larry Laurie Lea Leigh Lenny Leroy Linda Lisa Liz Lynn Marci Marcia Marcie Mark Mary Lou Masen Max Meg Megan Mel Melissa Mike Molly Monica Nancy Ned Neil Nick Nicki Nikki Patti Patty Paul Paula Peter Phoebe Polly Rachel Ralph Reilly Rennie Richie Rick Ricky Rob Rod Roland Ronnie Roy Ruby Rudolf Rudy Russ Sally Sandy Sara Sarah Shane Sharon Sheila Shelly Sissy Steve Steven Susie Suzie Tad Taryn Teddy Terri Tina Toby Tom Jesse Tommy Tracy Trish Valerie Vic Vickie Vicky Warren Wendy Wes Will

Last Names

Andrews Angelo Badger Baker Barnes Barrington Bates Baxter Beringer Brand Brewster Bringsley Brown Burke Burns Cabot Camber Carrington Cassidy Caulfield Challis Clarke Cole Cologne Corben Corvino Costic Crusel Cunningham Daigler Dandrige Daniels Darnell Darrinco Deagle Dier Doyle Duke Dumpkin Duncan Essmont Evans Field Franklin Freeling Frye Futterman Garris Garth Geiger Graham Gray Grimbridge Guilder Halavex Hammond Hanniger Hardy Harper Hawes Holland Hopkins Jachson Jarvis Jessup Junkins Kemp Kessler Kincaid Kopecky Kupfer Lane Lantz LeBay Lynch Lynn Macauley Maloney McBride McFadden McGregor McNichol Meeker Meisel Mercer Morgan Mott Nagle Nessler Newby Palmer Parker Parks Parsley Pataki Peltzer Penmark Perry Pervier Powers Priswell Repperton Richards Shote Spool Stanton Stark Statler Stavinski Steele Stevens Strauber Strode Sykes Taylor Thomas Thompson Thorn Toomey Trenton Vanders Venable Walsh Warner Weatherall Webber White

#names #name ideas #naming ideas #naming #sims names #making sims #my name lists

[hunter-gatherer-stuff]

How about Blood On My Name for the WIP game?

Max knew something was special about Chrissy Cunningham. Everyone was weirdly obsessed with her, and all of the staff had been instructed to keep her as happy as possible when they arrived for the weekend. Butler Bauman had held up a picture of the woman and made sure they knew she was the primary client, not even the fucking Duke of the place was the primary client? How weird was that!

Read it here!

#Blood on my Name #hellcheer #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #The Invitation #stranger things