It's You
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Ongoing, First published Feb 04, 2019
So...I wrote this for a girl I like. It's Valentine's day, so I decided to against everything I despise to be extra cheesy and write this for her.
It's really short, but I feel like this applies to other people than just me. If you like someone, read this and think of them. Tell them how you feel; life is too short to be wistful about a relationship that 'could be'.
I won't name my girl, but she's a closeted bisexual and isn't really wanting to come out to any of her friends. She told me she liked me a couple of months ago (followed by a heavy makeout session in the bathroom) while we were both a 'little' intoxicated.
To be honest, I had, and still have, no idea how to feel about any of this. But I do know one thing: don't be ashamed about who you love.
Unless it's Ted Bundy.
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I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing but I'm totally winging it. (note: after writing the intro I've decided to make this story Inspired by a Dodie Clark song called she. I highly recommend listening to it as it will be the main theme of the story!! also it's a beautiful song with an amazing story!!) I've hardly seen any Chrissy x readers and it makes me sad as Chrissy is my favorite character! I simp for sure lol, anyways this is a femreader just a heads up! (TW: possible internalized homophobia, traumatic events, mention of eating disorders, homophobia, mentions of sex and sexualization (possible nsfw), mentions of religious trauma, depression (low self esteem), anxiety, swearing, homophobic slurs, mentions of suicide, mentions of murder, mentions of death) Intro: Chrissy Cunningham, the queen of Hawkins High, and cheerleader. We use to be friends in middle school, when my mom forced me to do cheer. She made me feel less weird, not like it matters, being a girl who likes girls makes me the schools, uh, scratch that, the TOWNS, outcast. Girls don't wanna be around me and guys try to "be the guy who fixes" me, if they don't sexualize the fact that I am gay. I love Chrissy, but she's the queen, and I'm just Y/N, the antichrist, the abomination, the outcast. Shes also straight and dating Jason, who she's too good for! she's sweet, and kind, and cares about those around her, while Jason is an asshole who bullies absolutely everyone who is different from the social norms. * * * she tastes like birthday cake, storytime, and fall........ but to her I taste of nothing at all.... -Dodie Clark * * *