or: a hellcheer ♡ speed dating au ♡
If it weren’t for Robin, he'd be halfway through his regular Friday Night Routine by now, scarfing down a Hot Pocket (or three, shut up) for dinner and dissociating from reality with this week's Bake Off (why yes, he does know the difference between a cookie and a biscuit, fuck you very much, Hollywood).
Instead, he's— here. Awkwardly lurking by the check-in table along with a couple dozen losers who had nothing better to do this fine evening. Wearing a goddamn name tag. Wondering if he should murder Robin as soon as he gets home or maybe wait a few days to lull her into a false sense of security.
Speed Dating Extravaganza! proclaims the sign above the door in loopy, glittery font.
Yeah. Yeah.
[ao3]
she let me hit because I act unhinged and feral towards her and make her actually feel wanted and valued and a little unsafe but never in danger
Some people don’t have anybody of their own. We’re lucky. Cathy O'Donnell & Farley Granger in They Live by Night (1948) dir. Nicholas Ray
in case this gets taken down check out my twitter for the tiddy free version 🫣
We all know that one person who wears sneakers when the snowstorm is raging outside
These two were so cute!! I had to try to draw them, esp a small doodle of little middle schooler Eddie with a buzzcut at the talent show :) . I’d like to think that if they had a chance, they’d make eachother mixtapes so Eddie is listening to Madonna’s “Crazy for You” and Chrissy is listening to Black Sabbath’s “N.I.B” (”Touch me once and you’ll know it’s true”; “Some people say my love cannot be true”)
back on tumblr literally just for hellcheerhellcheer fic cover project
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