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ellemfaoh · 2 years

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Pinball, Hair, and Detention Pt. 1 | Vance Hopper x Reader

Part 1 (here) | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Word Count: 2.9k

Categories: Enemies to Lovers (eventually lol), Rivalry, Angst, Fluff, mentions of past Bruce X Reader

Content Warnings: Swearing, Bullying, Mentions of Blood, Fighting, Female Reader implied

Summary: Reader and Vance have some sort of ongoing rivalry. You accidentally spilled your drink on his hair and he in turn gave you a “fresh cut.” You both end up getting detention together due to fighting. On the walk home one day— where you both live merely a block away, he barely misses your abduction and watches as you helplessly get carried away in a black van.

A/N: let’s pretend the grabber decided to start grabbing like a year or two later or smth cuz high schooler Vance and Bruce seems more plausible to me personally

A/N 2.0: Please excuse weird formatting like spaces behind paragraphs n shit. I wrote this on docs because my personal laptop is broken and my school laptops block tumblr—so all this uploading is done from my phone lol

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You never figured that walking into the Grab ‘N Go on a hot Denver summer day would have catalyzed as big a domino effect on your life as it did—and yet it did.

It was the middle of a Denver summer in 1977, the year before high school; and everyone was dealing with a week hotter than satan’s armpit. Most kids were either in their houses with the AC on full blast, in stores and the local theater, or away to go to the beach with their family. It explains why the town was just a little more empty this week. Both of your parents worked full-time jobs down in the city around an hour away, so you were confined to either your house or local entertainment attractions—the same ones you had been using since you could open your eyes. It was kind of old by the time you were twelve and stuck in your small town for yet another summer.

You were currently situated on your bed, reading last week’s edition of the Teen Beat magazine, flipping through the pages of celebrity interviews, dating tips, and latest fashion trends—which eventually got old, especially considering this was last week’s magazine. You checked the time. 12:53 PM. Probably the hottest part of the day. You only lived three blocks from the Grab N’ Go though, so if you biked or just walked quickly you probably wouldn’t get heatstroke just from being outside.

“Ugh.” You groaned, peeling yourself from the comforts of your bed. You had to change. “All of this for a magazine and some cola.” You muttered to yourself, sliding on the nearest (and hopefully clean) pair of jean shorts and exchanging your spaghetti strap pajama top for a plain white tee.

Getting out of your room and down the hall, you picked up the shoes you kicked off in the hallway yesterday and slipped them on, grabbing the $5 bill your parents left on the counter for you to order lunch with—which you were deciding to use for snacks. Maybe you’d pick up a small lunch thing on the way home. The money’s use was ‘to be determined,’ you decided.

Leaving your house and out into the Denver summer air, any amount of chill you felt on yourself before was wiped away completely. You needed to make this trip quick. What was a little jog compared to the instant relief of the too-cold Grab N’ Go?

Walking into the small convenience store was instant relief. Not too many people were around—and those that were wouldn’t bother you, the lady at the counter looked less bothered too, which was surprising since Vance Hopper was stationed at the pinball machine as per usual. Maybe it was because no one who would piss him off was there. Then again, anyone who bothers Vance must have a death wish.

Grabbing a soda and the new edition of Teen Beat, you walked over to the counter and slid the money over, opening the drink and quenching your thirst for a cold drink. Taking the return cash the lady gave you, you walked over to the exit, flipping through some pages absentmindedly. It was this exact moment where life seemed to have changed forever. An excited kid—probably an elementary schooler if you had to guess, ran into your arm, causing your soda to splash out of the bottle. You definitely had a death wish now, because your soda got all over Vance Hopper; the sugary drink now in his hair and on his back.

When the losing chime of the pinball sounded around the store and the blonde went still, the air in the mart tensed. Everyone was waiting. Watching. You didn’t bother to wait either, quickly speeding out of the store. Maybe he wouldn’t remember your face. You had never really talked with him before, the most you had done was look at him a few times in classes you had previously shared.

You had drank a little more soda and tossed it in the nearest trash. Sure you were running away from what was probably certain death, but you already bought the soda. Might as well finish what’s left before running away. You rolled up your magazine and tucked it into a pocket before moving into a slight jog to go back home. Or maybe you should go get something from a restaurant. Usually when you commit an unsaid crime hiding in unexpected places could benefit. You barely made it a block away before you heard Vance shout at you, his footsteps getting increasingly louder.

“Hey dumb shit! You just got your soda shit all over me!”

You sped up, breaking into a run and not responding to him. If you made it home in time then maybe he’d leave you alone. But what about school? You’d have to change your name and face and move across the country.

“I’m going to kill you!” Now he was running after you. He wasn’t unused to running after kids who fucked with him, so he was pretty used to this kinda thing. And he was fast at it too. “Gotcha!”

You yelped when you were grabbed and thrown down onto the grass next to the sidewalk. At least you were next to a park. Maybe God would be a little more merciful today, considering you could’ve been thrown onto the pavement. You really hoped that the next thing that would happen would be you getting saved right before he starts beating your head into the ground. You really didn’t feel like going to the ER today, and your mom would be pissed about how you knew you shouldn’t start shit with ‘Vance fucking Hopper.’ Your dad would probably beat you for a second time over the medical bills.

“I swear it wasn’t on purpose!” You pleaded, choosing to explain yourself as he straddled your waist, keeping you in place between his legs as he grabbed at your shirt collar. Maybe he’d punch you softer? “Some kid ran into my arm! I promise I’d never bother you ever, Hopper!”

Vance just started down at you, fist by his side, assessing your words. “Huh.” He said, letting your shirt go as your upper body fell to the ground. Now you were winded. Better than the alternative. “Guess I’ll just get a similar payback then.”

You watched in horror as he pulled out a pocket knife. What was he gonna do? Carve his name into you? Cut up your face? Oh god, he was gonna murder you. With a not-so-gentle hand, the blonde boy pulled your hair, hands threaded firmly in your locks. “What…?”

Vance cut off a good length of your hair, and you watched in horror (as best you could) at the hack job. What previously used to be your clean-cut hair was now resting on the floor or cut in the most uneven way possible. Maybe a bright side would be the fact you had the layers all of your hairstylists could never give you. After he was finished, he stood up and looked at the hair in his fist while you sat there crying. “Now we’re even.” He said, tossing the rest of your hair into the grass next to you.

That was the start of your burning hatred for Vance Hopper.

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High School had finally started a few weeks after your and Vance’s incident. At least your hair could grow into its new form for a little bit. To say your mom was angry when she came home that night to find your hair hacked up was an understatement. She was livid—ranting about, ‘how could you let this happen?!’ And, ‘We need to schedule you an appointment with Shelly immediately.’ You had to hand it to your mom and Shelly though; cuz they got your hair not looking as horrible as it did. Hell, they even kept the layers, which was actually really nice. As you walked through the halls, you could tell there were a few people talking about your hair. It made sense though, considering you ended school with longer hair.

You walked up to your friend, Bruce Yamada, leaning against his neighboring locker as you let out a quiet groan of exhaustion and annoyance. He just chuckled and closed his locker, slinging his bag over his shoulder and gave you a light punch in the shoulder. “Spur of the moment decision, or did you get caught in something?”

“Does Vance Hopper count?”

“Yikes.”

You quickly socked him in the shoulder, lips turned into a frown as you looked at him. Bruce just gave a light chuckle and apologized for the remark while rubbing his shoulder. You weren’t by any means a crazily strong badass, but you can pack quite a mean punch. Just not against Vance Hopper, or Robin Arellano. Though, after your run-in with Vance this summer, you did practice your swings and basic attacks—just in case, you thought,

“Whatever, let’s just go to class.” You sighed, grabbing Bruce by his backpack strap and pulling on him. You two were lucky to have three out of your six of your classes together, and they were in every other class period, so it wouldn’t be horrible.

Rolling into your first period, which was Biology, you were relieved to not see a certain blonde-headed dickhead anywhere around. Bruce chuckled at you when you let out a sigh of relief and dragged you to the last available seats that were next to each other. You both would be damned if you didn’t sit next to each other. Bruce wanted someone to help keep his ‘crazy fans,’ as you dubbed it, away from him. You? You just didn’t really wanna sit next to someone you didn’t know well. You really hated the awkward silence when the teacher asked you guys to do the ‘get to know your classmate’ activities.

“Class one cleared.” He whispered to you, getting a giggle out of you. That was the nice part of being friends with Bruce, is that he always knew how to keep the mood light. Previously, a few summers ago, you both dated. It wasn’t anything big, and it just felt like being friends. You both decided to just keep up with the friends thing, considering there was no romantic chemistry there. Now you were both the other’s special person. Bruce’s break-ups, your family issues, no secret was kept between you two.

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After Biology ended and you started heading toward English, your stomach lurched up your throat. Vance Hopper was right in front of you. Luckily he was walking forward so he didn’t see you, but you almost bumped into him for a second time. You didn’t need to be re-acquainted with his pocket knife again. You saw a small space in the hallway clear out and give you a direct ‘in’ into your English classroom, so you quickly ducked your head and hurried into the classroom, finding a seat in the back of the class next to the windows. Thank god this spot was still open.

You set your bag down on your desk and laid your head on top of it, listening to the buzz of kids talking with their friends as they entered the classroom. What was a short 5-minute power nap gonna do? Just before you could relax fully though, the buzz turned into a quiet hum suddenly. It was weird. Did the teacher walk in? Was it Mr. Manning? He was the worst teacher to have. You lifted your head up to see what the quietness was about, expecting to see a balding middle aged man at the front of the class, but you were met with Vance Hopper.

“Fuck.” You mumbled, watching him walk up to you.

“Hey dipshit, you’re in my seat.”

The kids in the classroom visibly tensed as he spoke to you, watching as you gave him a tired look. You knew the easy path would be to relinquish your seat and move, but you were particularly pissed at him. You didn’t want to give him the right to walk all over you. It was the middle of a school day—what was he gonna do?

“No I’m not. I’m in my seat.”

Vance gave you an angry look, standing right next to you. “Do I need to cut off your tongue next? I’m telling you to–”

“Everyone sit down and be quiet. I’m taking attendance.” Your teacher walked in, and what did you know? Mr. Manning. “Also, these are your seats for the rest of the school year, so enjoy.” Everyone looked up at him, waiting for him to finish with whatever paper he had in his hands. Please look up. Please notice Vance. “Hopper! I know about you. Sit your ass down.” He said, pointing at the seat next to you. Fuck. That wasn’t occupied?

Vance gave you one more angry glare before dropping his stuff and sitting down begrudgingly in the uncomfortable plastic chair. Well, at least Vance wouldn’t be able to torment you too much here. When you looked up though, he slid his finger across his throat. A warning.

You’re dead.

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“I’m telling you Bruce, he kept kicking my legs during class! It hurt like a bitch too. Have you seen his boots? I’m gonna die.” You finish telling Bruce, sitting at your table and chewing angrily on your sandwich. It was Friday, the last day of the first week of school, and you were just hours from 48 hours of freedom from Vance Hopper. “And I have to deal with him in history next.” Yes, you had Vance Hopper in two of your classes

“Wow. Good luck.” He says, trading you his apple for your peach. “I mean, good luck with getting through high school. With Vance in your classes and all.”

“Your support speaks volumes.” You say flatly, laughing along with Bruce. You couldn’t ask for a better friend—he just always made things feel so much better.

That was until you felt a cold substance coat your head entirely, slowly dripping in your hair to your clothes. Vance fucking Hopper just poured his milk all over you. Bruce just stared at you for a second, standing up instantly as you took a moment to process what happened and wipe the milk off of your face.

“What’s your problem with (Y/N), man?!” Bruce shouted at Vance, the blonde walking away with a cocky smirk.

“I mistook her for a trash can, my bad.” He chuckled, kids turning to look at the commotion building. “Maybe you shouldn’t hang around her so much, you wouldn’t want me to have to—“

Vance was met with a right hook to the face, not expecting you to fight back ever. The first time you had cried over a simple accident, but now you were swinging at him? Oh were you getting bold. He blinked in shock for a moment, pressing a hand to his face and looking at you. Maybe now would be a good time to back down and accept what you had coming, but you were feeling really stupid today.

He seized you by your collar, holding you close as he growled out, “You’ll regret that when you’re six feet under, you bitch.”

You spat in his face, kicking at his knee to get him to let go—which he did, and you fell back to the ground with all your body weight, watching him wipe the spit from his face as he wound back and gave you a good kick to your legs, a yelp caught in your throat. Now the entire cafeteria had eyes on you both, kids watching in horror, shock, and excitement. You’d love to see these kids go toe-to-toe with Vance Hopper the way you were now.

After a short while of fighting, you and Vance were on the floor. Scratches, bites, punches, hair pulling. Blood, and bruises, and welts. Vance’s arms were for sure fucked to hell and back, but he did a large number to your torso. You would totally believe it if you were told you broke a rib. It wasn’t long before Bruce had run back in with security and staff, watching the two of you get pulled apart.

Vance had a bruise already taking place on his cheek and his arms were visibly harmed—hell, you even got a hold of some of his hair. The previously fluffy but somewhat tamed mop on his head was now a mess of tangles and abuse. You meanwhile had a bloody nose, and you were holding an arm around your stomach, knees wobbly. While you managed to get back at Vance in your own way, you definitely took the brunt of the beating, and not to mention the milk in your hair was still there.

Vance fought against the grip on his arms like an angry restrained dog, while you stared at the floor, walking to the office with the teacher who was next to you. Looking over at Bruce, he mouthed a ‘sorry’ and you just gave him a small smile, shaking your head. You could always count on Bruce to somehow end up a hero in a sense. With a last look back at Vance, he also walked in defeat to the office, refusing to look at you. What a fucking asshole.

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mjrtaurus · 25 days

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My idea for some Crocodile's backstory until Oda spills the tea

A bastard child of Rocks D. Xebec, one of many, but the only to survive.

Afab, but knew he was a boy since he was in his single digits. His father was indifferent to this and everything else about him.

"Discovered" his name when he bit the ever-loving shit out of somebody who was fucking around and found out.

Inherited Xebec's horror of a temper and weaponized it as a self-defense mechanism. This got him into a lot of trouble later in life.

Was adopted by Whitebeard when Xebec was executed. He later took the mark on the back of his left hand, once the "family" was more well established.

Immediately had beef with Marco due to being under the assumption that the Phoenix was dad's new favorite.

Teach egged this rivalry on from the shadows, knowing damn well that if the two worked together, they would sniff his treacherous ass out in record time.

When their devil fruits were found and eaten, Crocodile was deeply jealous of Marco's newfound power.

What began as a brotherly quarrel spilled over into an actual, serious, life or death fight that Whitebeard had to intervene in.

This intervention ended with a nasty cut across Crocodile's face, and Marco dumbfounded by the attempt on his life.

Crocodile was marooned at the next port, his destructive temper deemed a danger to his brothers and sisters.

The whitebeard pirates mourned the loss, hitting Marco and Whitebeard the deepest.

Crocodile- betrayed and alone for the first time in his life- renounced his family by getting good and drunk, cutting of his marked left hand, and vowing to kill Whitebeard.

Set about learning to master his abilities, and- bitterly- how to keep a tighter grip on his anger.

By his late teens, he was leading a small but deadly efficient crew that only grew and grew with time until he gained the title of Warlord.

With this ego boost, he took his flagship- the Sobekneferu- to launch a swift and silent surprise attack on the Moby Dick under a dense fog, intent on catching Whitebeard unawares.

This attack went about as well as one could imagine. The fog covered them well, but not well enough to evade the eyes of one particular phoenix..

What the fog did do was delay Whitebeard's realization of who was attacking him until the Sobekneferu and the crew that manned her were all but destroyed.

Crocodile was the only survivor, presumed dead and adrift at sea, watching the gulls and the sea kings pick at the corpses of his found family, new and old.

He was saved days later by a passing Revolutionary ship that was scouring the wreck for anything that could be used or repurposed.

He was thought dead at first, until he lashed out at the Revolutionary who attempted to move his body.

They took him in, sick and starving and with his spirit all but broken, and he ran with them for about a year before he was ready to move on.

In that span of time, he met a man named Dragon, and bullied him ruthlessly for his impossible goals. Unfortunately for Crocodile, Dragon found this sour attitude to be quite charming.

It wasn't quite a relationship, though not for lack of wanting it to be. Times were too dangerous. The two couldn't even give each other their full names out of the need for caution, let alone be seen together outside of work related things...

It was Dragon who eventually introduced Crocodile to Ivankov, and the two were soon discussing the ins and outs of a full transition. This was put on hold when, one evening, it was discovered that a particularly nasty bout of cramps were actually the beginnings of labor pains.

No one knew who the father of this unexpected child was, save for him and Dragon, and that was for the best. If anyone asked, it had been a nameless bedfellow when they had been spending time ashore.

Neither named the child, knowing that giving the baby up would be the safest route to go for all of them. Crocodile didn't even want to know if he had a son or a daughter. He didn't want that pain.

He only spent long enough with the revolutionaries to recover from the birth and then from the transition. After that, he was off to reclaim his title of Warlord, to find new leads and new purposes, and maybe send some funds and information Dragon's way. Just to make sure he and his little outfit was still kicking.

#sir crocodile #one piece #headcanons #crocomom

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nightshade962 · 5 days

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I got a few more ideas for possible troll fics and one scene.

1. The scene: ok so a scene I think would be funny is in a fic where JD comes back finds the village and meets a teen grey branch. In where poppy go les through the your not the heartthrob, fun one and so on when she calls John old branch is there obviously recognized him. In true little sibling fashion starts laughing his but off at JD. The snak pack are standing there with their mouths open shocked that's the first time they have seen him truly laugh. Maybe other trolls are there and are shocked as well. Jd see branch's eyes and the the left canine and knows its branch he is both happy and sad. Happy his baby is alive but sad because he's grey. After like 5 minutes branch snaps out of it when Jd goes to hug him but he pulls away just walking away.

2. Story1: kismet has been traveling the world since they where teens. Branch, ablaze, and boom are orphans while trickee and hype have families. Branch grows tired of the bullying he faces every day decide to just leave but he can't go without saying goodbye to the four that care for him. So at one thier hangouts he tells them. Right away boom and ablaze say they are going with him. They have never been adopted. Trickee and hype want to go as well but they have families. Hype mentions it to his mom and dad they decide that hype should go live his life and tell to go with just to come back a visit. Trickee just asked his moms they at first didn't want to let him go and is worried for the other boys they're just 15. But they know their son and that he will just go away so they give him the ok. They come back the village twice a year so trickee and hype can see their family it was on one of those trips the the first movie happened.

They just spend their time traveling and make friends all over the world. Branches colors ce back not as bright as they once were but are still there. They start the band when they are 17. They do pop, rock/punk, and alternative music with a saying that ablaze has been quoted saying 'we sing what ever we want'. Their band surpassed brozone in fame quickly. None of the brothers know that branch is in that band. Kismet is one of flyod's favorite bands but can never get good enough seat to see the faces of the band, he flabbergasted when he finds out who branch is. Floyd still get taken so jd Bruce and Clay have to fine branch. They freak out when they decide to move to pop village ( except Bruce) when branch tells them bye he and rest of kismet is going back traveling. Jealous brozone.

3. Story2: kind like the one above except kismet are bounty hunters/mercenaries. They made a guild that is like a large family. The guild is full of performers that double as bounty hunters, mercenaries, spy, and hakers. This shocks everyone. The bounty hunters are shocked that this big named guild is ran by the little brother of the trolls that hired to find.

4. Story3: ok so I have been reading alot of trolls react lately and i have not seen something like this yet. So everyone are watching the moves and short happens before the first movie. Branch is not happy about it and his brothers are trying to hug touch him such as arm around the shoulders and so on. Brozone and snake pack are just annoying branch. All the other troll are like dudes stop he doesn't like it. Kismet hears branch talk loudly to stop so they come over. Trickee and boom kind of jump on branches back and just start talking.hype grabs his hand just starts talking a mile a minute while playing with branches hand. Poppy try to tell then that he does not like to be touched and brozone is about to kick them off their brother but branch just starts talking and laughing with them. Everyone is shock trolls that the troll that was so angery and didn't want ot be touched is just letting these guys. Once again jealous brozone. After boom and trickee get down from his back ablaze puts his arm around branch and bumps their heads together. Brozone is so mad like why won't their baby brother allow them to do that. The rest of pop trolls are just shocked. Branch's colors brighten up a bit when he's with these guys. Therein two options for how branch responds to who these trolls are you can chose just covering same bases 1. These are my brothers in everything but blood and 2. These are my partner(s) (if you want you can chose one of the other kismet members or all)

That all I have for now I may post more. Once again I suck at writing so feel free to take these prompts and make something grand. I just ask if you do to give me a link to it or the title so I can read it

Until next time live long live large and rock on

#kismet #branch #brozone #john dory #kismet trolls #trolls #trolls band together #trolls kismet #branch trolls #trolls ablaze #trolls boom #trolls trickee #trolls hype #floyd trolls

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melloween-candie · 1 year

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Teen pregnancy [P.4]

A Carl Gallagher x Fem Reader fic

Summary

You only started dating Carl for about 2 months. That was right around the time when he and Dom broke up. Deep down, you knew you couldn't compete with her. He would always choose her before you. Yet you were only 16 years old when you discovered he got you pregnant. This news terrified you so much. You didn't want to lose him, and you knew he was already going through so much shit stuff with his family and his "business." Better yet, you were scared about how your family would react, let alone his. At least you have Debbie, your best friend, who's also pregnant with you.

Warning! Betrail, Small mention of suicide, Violence, Depression, Alcohol, PDA, Manipulation, Teen pregnancy, Drugged, Cussing, Bullying, Cheating, Panic attack, Somewhat running away, Threat, Mention of abandonment

Note! If any of that makes you uncomfortable- DON'T READ THE STORY!

Word count: 981

[Angst/Fluff]

Part 1, part 2, Part 3, PART 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 (Completed)

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Fandom Masterlists

/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/

Time skip!~

***Carl's Pov***

I was currently standing in front of some random loser's house. The house was small and rusty, but the party seemed lit. It was loud, people were throwing things, and someone jumped from the roof. Don't know what that's all about.

As I entered the house, a bottle came flying at me. I dodged it; luckily, however, the guy behind me wasn't so lucky.

I wasn't really feeling the party. In fact, I started questioning why I was even here when I could be out with my girl. I decided to just go straight to the liquor. Figured I'd just get a little drunk, forget everything for a night, then head home.

But no, that's not what happened. What happened was that I saw Dominique with, whom I assume is her new boyfriend, since they were making out in the corner till she spotted me.

She started walking towards me, and I just stood there. I grabbed someone else's drink and chugged it down my throat.

"Hey, Carl!" She yelled. "How do you like the party?! It's great, right?!"

I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't have any intentions of hanging out with her. I just wanted to get a little drunk and then leave.

"Hey! Your cup's empty. Let me get you another drink!"

"What!?" I asked. I couldn't really hear her well due to the music.

"I said!" She yelled once again. This time only louder. "I'M GETTING YOU ANOTHER DRINK."

She grabbed my empty cup before I could do anything else. At this point, I didn't really care what she did.

I ended up stepping outside into the backyard porch. I took a seat and allowed myself to just think.

Man, why do I feel like this? I mean, what am I really doing here? I could be having a good time with my girl, but... god screw this.

I wasn't about to start mopping at a party. I was about to leave, but then Dom walked outside. She was holding two bottles. Somewhat stumbling.

"Heyyy! There you are." She said, giggling a little, taking a seat next to me. She handed me a bottle of beer. I took it stupidly enough.

She leaned in closer. "So, how are you feeling?"

I just stared at her. She smelled like beer and kept wiggling in her seat with a strange smile.

"Come on, Carl. You came here to let loose, so let loose!" She clinked our glasses together.

"..."

"Oh, come on! At least drink it. If I knew you were going to be a deadbeat, I would have never invited you." She said, standing up.

I sighed and drank the whole bottle.

Maybe she's right... It's been a while since I actually had fun. With Nick leaving and my girl being pregnant. Life was complicated.

So I chugged down the whole bottle.

At the time, I thought it was just regular old beer, but damn, I was wrong...

I started to hallucinate. I tried to get up, but I kept stumbling. The last thing I saw was Dominique; she stopped smiling weirdly and stood up straight, looking at me with a straight face as I fell.

-Black out-

Time skip!~

***Y/n's Pov***

It has been a few days since you last saw your boyfriend. He's been sick for most of the week since it is now Wednesday.

You were walking to your last class of the day till something caught your eye. Your locker, it was covered with foul words.

Sl*t, Cu*t, Wh*re. If you can think of it, it was there. You opened it only to find a fake baby doll covered with dirt. It was missing an eye, and it was hairless and naked. They even attached a fake umbilical cord to it... creepy would be an understatement.

You found a piece of paper attached to it. Opening it, you read-

"Stay away from Carl, you wh*re. He's my baby daddy now, bi*ch."

On the paper, there was a picture attached to it. It showed Carl... fu*king- DOM!?

Your whole world started to crumble. You fell to your knees. Holding the paper while grasping your mouth. You couldn't believe it. He said he'd never-

You ran to the nearest bathroom and puked. You didn't even notice there was a girl standing in the bathroom. Whipping her face.

"Hey!?" She seemed angry since you kinda shoved her, but when she heard your sobbing, she realized.

"Y/n? Is that you? Are you ok?" She asked worriedly. "It's me... Debbie."

You opened the stall door. Your knees close to your chess. You looked at her with wet eyes. You were a mess.

"What happened-"

You didn't even need to say anything. She saw the paper, and that was it.

Time skip!~

That night you and Debs didn't go home. You both stayed out. Talking about everything that happened.

"So let me get this straight. You saw him talking to Dom, then he processed to cancel on the ultrasound we had today, lying to you about needing to do something, then he went to a party just to fu*k Dominique?!"

"Yup..."

"THAT SON OF A BI*CH! I'm ashamed to call him my brother!" She said in disgust as she munched on her sandwich. "I swear to you, Y/n, once I see him, I'm not gonna beat him up; I'M GONNA KILL HIM!"

"Yeah..." You looked down at your sandwich... "Well, what about you? How's it going with you and Derek."

"Derek, who?" She spits. "That mother fu*ker left."

She looked down at her sandwich and sighed.

"I wanted to be a part of his family. I wanted to have a family- with him! But no. At first, I thought his family was trying to separate us, but in truth, he ran."

You rubbed Debbie's back, and she smiled at you.

#shameless #carl gallagher #carl gallagher x reader #debbie #teen pregnancy #betrail #violence #depression #manipulation #cheating #running away #threat #drama #teenage romance

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sugar-omi · 7 months

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my younger cousin had this project where their class had to host a mini "press conference" of sorts in their classroom and gather insights about love and marriage from any married couple they choose to invite and it's funny imagining if something like that happened to mc and gang down the line, especially when if it's their kid inviting them, their own parents 😭

mc + cove & mc + derek are a given, and the class ends up fawning over them from how damn tooth-rottingly sweet they are

while i'm not sure baxter would agree to share his story with mc, i can see him getting bullied (affectionate) by the kids once it's over KGJDKFJ

(for some reason I thought u were talking abt like. how they got together ok n I realized like half way in so shhhh but also lemme cook ok)

omg baxter would try to like. keep it more light bc no need to explain your whirlwind romance to a group of 13 year olds or smth right

so he tells it like you broke up after dating for a summer and you showed up one day to help his clients plan their wedding and he had to act normal bc he figured you prbly didn't wanna deal w him again but the couple were like "so, are you in love w mc?" and you still ended up together bc he's such a simp for you even when you're mad at him....

everyone calls him a simp but they also fawn n die laughing bc that'd so funny?!??! I love Jude for asking baxter that, he is such a king n I love him Scott you gotta share a bit more of him bc he's so !!!!! I need me a Scott n Jude in my life yk that omfg

now cove and mc.... omg everyone is so over it yall are SICK

your kid tells you to keep it short n sweet bc we get it you're childhood friends n crushes MOVE ON 😾👎👎👎 (they're tired of ur love, confirmed)

but pls cove going on abt how he just does things for you bc he loves you??? like when you were teens n he wanted to make you happy (happiness moment) and you took him to the poppy field

and same w derek, him talking abt supporting each other n stuff. like you opening the door for him, making him relax while you set up the game, or helping w chores. and you tell him it's okay, that you just want him...

BUT IMAGINE HAVING TO EXPLAIN HOW YOU GOT TOGETHER

your kid/s w cove would have enough to write 4 novels and counting... like stfu and tell me who confessed to who bc we're getting NOWHERE

or even better tell them who proposed to who. if it was you and you did it the next day after you started dating they'd be on the edge of their seat n start screaming bc YOU REALLY DID THAT!!!! YOU GO MC THATS THEIR PARENT!!!!!

now derek... they'd turn to him n go "dad you're dumb" especially if you've been dropping hints since forever like why are buff men the DENSEST OMFG

but they'd also cry bc he shouldn't feel like that?!?,! their dad is so awesome?!?!;@:! they cry n hug him n tell him they will always need him n stuff :,)

#olba #cove holden #baxter ward #derek suarez

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narabea06 · 7 months

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Toby Rogers headcanons

Requested by @kosmicpowers

They used to be a Slender proxy, but ended up running away after years of being traumatized by Slender. Nowadays, he works at a corner store as a cashier, and tries her best to get better and move past everything that happened, while also staying under a false identity.

They are bigender, ace, and biromantic, and he goes by he/she/they.

Him and Clockwork are dating on and off, but are very close regardless.

Toby isn't the biggest fan of serious musicals but finds comedy musicals to be a weird comfort for him. His favorite is TGWDLM specifically because he loved Paul's character and because he related to Alice.

Frank is the reason Toby started to become so distant and angry as a teenager even before Lyra's death, because Frank would treat any emotion Toby had as something that made him weak.

Toby ends up getting very defensive when people look down on her or consider them weak or in need of help because of how much Frank had beat down his confidence and self worth, and made him feel and believe he was completely alone and that he should never need help.

While Toby doesn't kill, he does help Nina and BEN get in trouble a lot through pranks as well as just helping them light shit on fire-

They have ADHD.

Toby used to doodle a lot and left his old notebook for Clockwork when he ran away.

Her and Toby were planning on running away together when Lyra was 17 and Toby was 14, since Lyra finally got her driving license, and Toby and her had a lot of money saved. Frank caught them though and took away Lyra's keys for two years.

Them and Lyra shared a room as teens. Every night, they would talk while they tried to sleep. This also helped when Lyra had nightmares. They also used this time to plan when they ran away.

He is horrified by being in a car, and driving, and will always panic if he has to get in a car. Nina tried to help teach them how to drive but realized Toby was either always constantly shaking or was constantly going like five miles an hour.

Toby never let people over to his house growing up, especially not Natalie or Nina, since he felt very scared that they would see his home life and judge him or worry too much.

They burnt their hatchets, hoodie, and mask in a bonfire once he escaped Slender, but he kept his goggles for safekeeping and for memories sake.

Connie tried switching Toby over to homeschooling after elementary school due to Toby's Tourette's and ADHD causing him to be unable to work in a regular school environment and getting severely bullied, but after two years Connie realized that this made Toby's mental health drop almost even more due to his isolation, and being forced to spend more time at home with Frank caused him to get even more aggressive. Toby was then switched back in highschool, but had a long IEP, as well as the option to go home early from school if he was too stressed out by the environment, and to just finish his work at home.

Toby does not have fingerprints because he accidentally burnt his hands in starting the fire.

Toby hates being called Tobias or Rogers, and prefers just Toby.

Part 2

#creepypasta #ticci toby #toby rogers #tobias erin rogers #nina the killer #nina hopkins #ticciwork #clockwork #bigender toby #biromantic toby #asexual toby canon #asexual hc #asexual #bigender hc #bigender #biromantic #bi ace hc #connie rogers #lyra rogers

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seriousbrat · 3 days

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hi this may be long so sorry in advance but

i always loved hp and when i got into the marauders i started caring about sirius, remus, and james more (peter hater till i die unfortunately i can’t get behind him) and like every marauders stan i despised despised severus, i thought that since he was in a known death eaters friend group and called muggle borns mudblood he was unredeemable. but then i saw more and more pro snape content and it made me feel bad for him, james bullied him (which i’m still not even sure if it was classified as bullying because james didnt have any power over him and it wasn’t even 1 vs 4 it was 1 vs 2 so i’d like to know your opinion on that as well) and he had an abusive parent, but then i saw snily shippers (i am a major jily shipper fyi) saying how james basically manipulated lily into marrying him by not telling her he still bullied snape, how the prank was the best thing to happen to james because their “fights” wouldn’t be seen as bullying but as a teen rivalry, how james was the rich boy who got everything he wanted and he got the poor girl as well, how it was him constantly asking lily out and her always saying no etcc, so ik this may sound stupid but i love ur takes like ur always sooooo fucking real so if u want to share your opinions on these like if u think any of these things are wrong 🙈 id be glad bc i dont know how to feel about severus and idk how to feel about jily either which is just making my small world inside of my head crumble bc i used to love them so much

Of course and thank you! First of all as I've been saying I don't think it's necessary or even really a good idea for us to base our preferences or interests in fiction with our moral beliefs. so we can accept that snape or james did bad things and still like them. Fiction gives us that freedom to delve into aspects of humanity that in real life we might try to avoid. So I don't think you should feel bad for liking james or severus or jily or whatever. Ok, that being said let's get into it:

First it's normal to feel sympathy for Severus, he's a sympathetic character in many respects! That's what makes a good anti-hero (or even villain. we're even supposed to feel sympathy for voldemort and barty crouch jr at certain points)

what james and the marauders did was definitely bullying. there's no way around that. you say james didn't have any power over him but he did; social power. You touched on economic class, which is a big factor, but James was a popular student and Sev was deeply unpopular. whether it was 1v4 or 1v2 or 1v1 doesn't really matter in terms of whether it was bullying, though tbh it was really 1vthe whole school because the spectators also participated in Sev's humiliation.

However, in my mind there's almost no way that Snape wasn't instigating just as much, possibly more, in seventh year. Like you think he was just going to sit around and accept that his worst enemy was dating Lily? lol. I tend to believe Sirius when he says that Sev "never lost an opportunity to curse James" like good for him get his ass. But I think it was definitely a different dynamic in 7th year than in 5th. there's this tendency to portray Sev as being a meek little helpless victim his whole life but personally I feel that's a disservice to his character-- this is the guy who invented sectumsempra 'for enemies' like three guesses who 'enemies' was.

re: jily, I really doubt that James manipulated Lily into anything, I think that's such an overdramatic reading lol. We don't know much about the way they got together-- although many fic writers have taken it upon themselves to fill in the gaps-- but everything points to them having been happy and in love, that clearly was the intention by the author. If James didn't tell her about duelling Snape that isn't great, but there are a lot of things that can be imperfect in a relationship without jumping to manipulation and abuse which require a specific pattern of behaviour that we have no evidence for. We also only have the external perspective of Sirius and Remus, which is likely incomplete.

(also James 'always asking Lily out' is fanon, we see him ask her out ONCE albeit spectacularly badly. it seems more likely to me that lily 'you make me SICK' evans simply saw james grow into someone she rly liked rather than gave in and gave in so fully that she married him bcause he was pressuring her. idk she didn't read like a pushover to me.)

So no need for world crumblage! It doesn't sound stupid at all, but I think it's important to keep in mind that we can enjoy fictional characters/relationships that aren't perfect, in fact those are the ones that I find more enjoyable. It's totally possible to be a fan of snape and james and jily and snily all at the same time, fandom tends to create conflicts or 'shipping wars' or whatever lol but idk if that's necessary. I don't see it as a moral debate or an either/or, I just find all the characters and the dynamics between them interesting.

For instance, you mentioned the class differences between Lily and James, and I always thought that was probably a point of contention in the relationship; but to me it's one that makes it more compelling to explore. Relationships irl are rarely perfect and evenly-matched from the start, they take work. Similarly people are never perfect- they learn and change and grow. James did, Snape definitely did. otherwise they would be boring and unrealistic as characters.

#ANYWAY the point is that its fine. haha. like what u like u dont need to justify it. to urself or to anyone #very long answer haha but it was a long ask to be fair!#i have a few more asks that i'm going through rn. so if you've sent something sorry for the delay!#jily #meta #replies

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lxstbxyscave23 · 2 years

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I’ve got you ~Billy Hargrove x f!Reader~

Part one here<3

𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓:

It’s been a few weeks since Billy defended you. Billy missed three days of school. Not even at the pool. No sign of him. What do you do when he shows up at your window bruised and bloody?

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌:

Blood, bruises, graphic explanations. Abuse, Emotional, Fluff, Arguing. Fighting. Billy crying. Foul language. Flirting. Kissing. Spelling errors!!!

Requested? No.

“Chapter two?” Yes.

It’s been two weeks since Billy beat the crap out of Tommy H. It spread faster than the plague and everybody was talking about it. Hopper was a very good friend of your parents. He was always getting your brothers out of trouble when they pulled ragers or got into fights. He was basically your dads best friend.

Today was Thursday and you haven’t seen Billy. He hasn’t showed up the past three days and you were starting to worry. You got out your car and walked into school. You and Billy have gotten closer. Whenever a guy threatened you he was there to get in their face. It’s not that you couldn’t handle it yourself. Or that you couldn’t call up your brothers. He just felt the need to protect you.

Don’t get me wrong, you could totally handle it yourself, you were strong. Your figure wasn’t slim nor wide. Your hips were nice and curvy and you had a tiny waist. You had a bit of a tummy but that didn’t mean you were chubby. You just didn’t look like fighting type. But people were terribly mistaken when you’d fight. Last year a girl walked past you and bumped your shoulder. She told you to watch it. When she continued to threaten you is when you had enough. You finally punched her in her face and hit her with a perfect uppercut.

She didn’t mess with you anymore after that. Now you got bullied by Tina and Carol but that didn’t stop you from going on in life. Sure you wanted to round house all of those fuckers who hurt you, and someday you will. But today wasn’t the day.

You roamed your eyes over the crowd of teens trying to at least spot Billy. But to your luck, nothing. Billy was nowhere to be seen. ‘He’ll probably show up later..’ You thought to yourself. Except he didn’t. He never showed up. Not at lunch. Not in the gym. And sure as hell not in the parking lot. You felt your heart drop a little, what if something happened to him? It’s probably nothing..Right?

The bell rang and everyone ran out the class. The parking lot filled with teens heading to their car with their friends or walking to the bus. You just walked to your car and got in driving home. For some reason you had a gut feeling to go check on Billy. But you pushed it past you and drove home. Benny, Your brother, was outside with your dad.

They both stood on the front porch waiting for you to pull in. You pulled into the driveway and parked your car getting out and waving at them. “Hi dad.”

“Hey, sweetheart.” He said staring at me. Grabbing your backpack out the car you walked up the steps and smiled at them. “What’s going on?” You asked when your brother Benny was staring at you with hard eyes. “A little birdie told us that you’ve been having trouble at school.” Your dad said knitting his eyebrows together. You sighed rolling your eyes.

“Who’s the birdie?” You were a little upset someone told your dad and Benny. Next thing you know your two other brothers come out the screen door. “Yeah who’s giving you trouble?” Lunar asked with an angry tone. Danny just as mad when he said “Do we need to break some noses?”You laughed a little, you loved your family so much.

“No just some stupid boys and their girlfriends.” You shrugged. “So we need to mess with them a little? Roughen them up?” Benny asked with his fists balled. “No, it’s fine..” You wanted to sound sincere but your voice crack screwed that up. You did want them to show them boys not to mess with you. But you didn’t wanna seem like a wuss.

“How old are they?” Your dad asks. “Seventeen.”

“Shit, im seventeen too.” Lunar said who was indeed 21. You all laughed but still the tension was growing. They wanted to fuck with those kids. “It’s whatever, please just leave it alone okay?” You quirked a brow making sure they understood. They all nodded but that didn’t mean they weren’t gonna watch out for you when you aren’t looking.

You did feel a little embarrassed, your brothers and dad finding out that you’re not having the best time in school, that people don’t like you. I mean people liked you but not popular people. Well Billy does and that’s really all the people you need to like you ‘cuz who needs people to make their life better?! Not you! You walked into the house and ran up into your room. You face planted onto the bed. “Ugh, so embarrassing!”

Plopping on your headphones and playing Pink Floyd.

You grabbed your sketchbook and started sketching whatever came to mind. Kurt Cobain came to mind. So you started sketching him. He was playing his guitar as you drew his hair falling into his face. He is wearing a black and red striped shirt. You finally decided to just go for a nice walk. You opened your closet and grabbed some night shorts though you didn’t mind wearing them while out. You grabbed Eddie’s ‘Hellfire club’ shirt that he let you borrow. You ran down stairs and out the door.

“Where you goin?” Your dad asked with Danny sitting next to him. “For a walk.” He nodded and you went on your way down the street. You were walking around the neighborhood when you saw Max running down the street. “Hey Max what’s up?” You asked concerned, she looked frantic. “Uh nothing!” She ran past you. You turn around and watched as she ran past your house. That was weird. You had an odd feeling in your stomach.

Two hours had passed and it was getting dark.

You decided it was time to head home, you skipped one last rock into the lake and walked off seeing as it skipped five times. You saw a car zoom past you while you walked on the side walk. You stare at the car and read the license plate for no reason just because you wanted too. It was a nice car I guess you could say but it had a large scratch on the passenger side. It was a long walk back and when you got home your brothers and dad were waiting in the driveway.

“Damn, Here we go again..” You groaned and moped as you walked over to them. “What gives?”

“Where were you? You were gone for two ‘n a half hours!” Your dad scolded. “Dad, I just went to the lake and skipped a few rocks that’s all!” You yell a little. “Don’t raise your voice with me, we were worried sick! You could’ve at least told us how long you would be before walking off.” He scolded once again. “You never asked.” You shrugged. “Stop copping an attitude with dad.” Lunar said sternly.

“Sorry dad, I just wanted to get my mind off things and didn’t know how long I’d be gone until I realized it’s been two hours.” You said more mature than before.

“It’s okay kiddo, just don’t do that again okay?” You nodded and he kissed your forehead. You went to walk past your brothers when Benny pushed you with his hand. “Next time don’t talk back to dad like that.” He said to you with an annoyed face. “Whatever.” You said slouching your shoulders. “Hey, don’t act like that.” Benny said gripping your shoulder. You and Benny haven’t argued or fought in a while. None of you guys have, but today might be the day it starts back up again. Dad walked off into the house before anything happened. Danny walked into the garage. Lunar watching you two very closely.

“Leave her alone Benny.” Lunar said. He was the most reasonable guy in your family besides your dad. He let go of your shoulder and apologized for acting out. “Sorry, we haven’t fought in so long and I don’t want it to happen again.”

“It’s okay Benny, I understand.” You softly smiled and he nodded walking off. “I have no idea what got into him lil sis.” He said laughing a little in which you returned.

“I’m going up to my room if anyone needs me i’ll be there.” You said jogging into the house. You took off your shoes and laid back on your bed and staring up at the ceiling. Seeing the Vince poster.

You smiled and grabbed your sketch book again, finishing what you started. You decided to add just a little color and busted out your coloring box. You colored the shirt and his pants. The guitar looked exactly like the one he used. Giving the background some shading and leaving it at that. You signed your signature at the bottom just to feel fancy. It was completely dark out your window. You heard a tap and you shot your head up at the window.

There he was.

Billy Hargrove, in the flesh.

You couldn’t see him that clearly but you got up eagerly to scold him for skipping three days of school. But your heart skipped a beat when you pulled the window doors open. He stared at you, red teary eyes. Split lip, cut eyebrow, bruised cheekbone and a swollen red eye that was soon to be purple.

“B-billy!” You gasped as he jumped through your window. You turned around after shutting the window and seeing him right behind you, staring down at you. “What happened?” You touched his cheek. “My..dad.” He whispered to you. Your heart dropped. “He did this to you?!” Your heart was aching for him. He was wearing a white tank top and denim jeans. The tank top was partially ripped and had just a tiny little blood stain on it, guessing from his bloody nose.

“Are you okay?” You asked him, pushing your hand on his chest and pushed him down gently onto your bed. You pulled away to grab a first aid kit under your bed. His hands were in his lap as he stared down at the floor. “I’m fine.” He finally spoke up. You paused and looked at him. You stood up slowly and stood between his legs, your arms came up and wrapped behind his head pulling him into you. He gladly wrapped his arms tightly around your hips. “Im so sorry this happened to you Billy..” You whispered into his ear.

He just wanted to be here with you, holding you to him and laying down forgetting about the world.

“It’s fine, I can somewhat take it.” Your hands were tangled in his curls. You hesitantly kissed the top of his head. Making him pull away slightly and look up at you. “Sorry- Uh.” You felt stupid doing that, he was quick with his words. “No it’s okay!” He stood up and pulled you to him. Lifting your chin up to face him.

He leaned in and kissed your lips softly, it was passionate not rough like the other kisses you’ve had from guys. He brushed hair out of your face. He smiled when he saw blush plastered on your cheeks. Your hand came up and cupped his cheek.

“C’mon let’s get you cleaned up.”

He nodded as he sat down on your bed, this time his head resting on your head board. You set the kit beside him and sat on your knees between his legs. “Is that Eddie’s shirt?” He glanced up at you. You looked down as if you forgot you had it on. “Yeah.” You said grabbing these long Q-tips and dipping it in anti-biotics, It looked like petroleum jelly. “It’s ugly, just saying.” He shrugged obviously jealous. You laughed and rolled your eyes.

You clean his cuts up with disinfection spray. Then applying the antibiotic on them. He said it stung but he was just being a baby, enjoying you take care of him. You finished everything up and put a tiny band aid on his eyebrow and cheek bone cut. You quickly pecked his lips and got up running into the bathroom to clean your hands. He quickly followed after you. Staring at you in the door frame.

You thought you got away with the kiss. But he was quick to pick you up and set you on the sink. He kissed you roughly this time and grabbed your thighs pulling you into him. You felt him and got flustered. You didn’t wanna ruin the mood but you wanted to know what happened. Why did his father hurt him? So you pulled away softly. He looked down at you and grinned. “Uh..What happened exactly?” You questioned looking anywhere but his gaze. He was quiet for a while rethinking the previous events.

“When he got wind of the Mall situation he was pissed, so he took his anger out on me. That why I didn’t come to school for three days. But when he found out he beat the crap out of me. So I ran here, Im sorry I just didn’t know where else to-“ You cut him off.

“Don’t be sorry, I’m glad you came to me and no one else..I’m furious that he did this to you!” You said getting angry and balling your fists. You knew you couldn’t just fight his dad. So you hopped off the counter and grabbed his hand leading him to your door. “Woah, we’re not going down there are we?” He said coming to an abrupt stop. “Yes we need to go talk to my family Billy.” You pulled him on in which he didn’t budge. “I don’t want you or your family to get involved in this, this is my problem. Fuck! I shouldn’t have came here and involved you!” He cursed hitting the wall with his palm.

“You just did.” You said referring to him hitting the wall. Next thing you know your dads calling you down. “Yes dad?” You said opening your door. “Come down here, what was that!” Billy cursed himself and rolled his eyes slightly. “C’mon.” You whispered to Billy and dragged him down the stairs. Your family was in the kitchen.

Your mom was out, as usual. She was never really home. You pulled Billy into the kitchen as everybody stared at him. Your three older brothers stood up abruptly and walked over to Billy. Benny was first to get into his face. You stood between them and pushed Benny back. Your dad walked over to you guys. “What the fuck were you doing up in my little sisters room!” Benny shouted at him. Billy got into his face as Benny pushed me out the way. Danny catching me and holding me up straight. Now Lunar was also in his face.

“Stop! Get away from him!” You yelled at them. They just stared at him, nostrils flaring. “Dad tell them to stop!” You whined as Danny held you back. “Alright. That’s enough leave the kid alone.”

They grunted and back away from him. Danny letting You go you stood beside Billy and held his hand. He stared at your dad not daring to yell at him or even raise a finger. “What’s your name.” He asked in which Billy replied, “Billy sir.” “What were you doing up in my daughters room?” He questioned way too calm. “Sir, She was just fixing up my cuts.” He said being as polite as possible to your father. “What happened to your face?” Your dad asked. “Uh.” Billy felt uncomfortable. So you stepped in. “Dad, we didn’t do anything I swear, I just helped him with his cuts.” You accidentally pushed into his side, he groaned and clutched his side. Your brothers and your dads eyes shot to him and they all made a confused face.

“Is it okay if I tell him, he’ll help you I swear. Everything will be okay.” You reassured him. He nodded looking down at you. “Hey..Wait, why’d you clutch your side?“ You finally remembered and asked him. “Y’know..” He said pointing to his face a little. You made an ‘Oh’ face. But your eyes filled with sadness. You looked back to your dad and brothers “So..The reason why he is here and his face has cuts and bruises is because..his father did this to him..” Danny was first to realize. Seeing how he told you about it.

“What do you mean?” Your father said concerned.

Billy lifted his wife beater a little and showed the very big crucial bruises on his torso. You gasped as you looked at them. Your brothers stared down at them with hard gazes still. “His dad..hits him.” Their faces all softened and they felt bad for getting in his face. “I’m sorry son.” Your father was quick to apologize for everything. “No, my fault sir, I shouldn’t have snuck into your daughters room.” He was actually being a gentlemen. “Yeah, well it’s alright I trust my daughter not to do anything.” You softly smile.

“Dad..We have to do something about it!” You complained. “No, it’s really fine. I don’t mean to involve any of you. This is my problem..I just need to man up.” Billy was using his fathers words. There was nothing wrong with Billy but he for some reason got the wrong end of the wishbone.

“Son, no one deserves to have to go through what you go through.” Your dad started. “We need to do something about it.” He finished. “I’ll grab my gun” Danny piped up. “No.” Your dad said shaking his head. “We’ll deal with this like men.” He finished saying. “C’mon.” Your dad walked to the family car, your brothers jumped in. “Y/n, you stay here with Billy.” You nodded as they drove off. You grabbed Billy’s hand and led him back into the house.

“Where are they going?” Billy asked you confused. “‘T beat the shit out of your dad.” You said plainly. He laughed a little but you could see he was still a little down. Every time he turned a certain way he’d clutch his side. “Come sit down, I’ll fix you up something to eat.” He sat down on the high chairs watching as you walked into the kitchen and prepare dinner. You pulled out hamburger helper and decided to make stroganoff.

Prepping everything you got everything done.

“So you cook?” Billy grinned.

“I guess you could say that.” You smiled back and stirred it around. “So you’re good with your hands huh?” He asked smirking. You looked up at him through your lashes. “Wanna find out?”

“Yes I do.” He stared at you so seductively.

Ready to just eat you.

“Just kidding.” You said laughing as you served him a bowl and grabbed him a fork. You grabbed a Coke out the fridge and handed them to him.

“I’ll get you for that, don’t worry doll.” He teased you. You roll your eyes and watch as he eats. “Damn this is good.“ He gobbles it all up and popped his Coke open.

An hour went by and You started to get worried, they aren’t back yet and you and Billy are sitting on the couch watching whatever’s on. Just as you thought about calling your dads cell, the door opened to reveal your three brothers and dad. You jumped up to see if they were okay. “What happened?” You asked as you saw a few cuts on Lunar. “We showed up to his house, He was there by himself, so we gave him a few good lickings.”

Your dad said, your whole family was muscular, except your mom. They got it from Dad. “How’d you find the place?” Billy questioned standing by your side. “Well i’ve seen him around and I passed by his house one time and saw him in the front yard.”

“Are you guys okay?” “Of course we are sweet heart.” Your dad chuckled as he plopped onto the couch. “Why are you all beat up? And not them?” You asked Lunar. “I had my first go with him and he put on a good fight, but after that we just stomped him.” He said proudly. Lunar wore glasses and you were surprised to see they were broken. “Really Lunar? Didn’t take off your glasses?” You rolled your eyes as he bursted out into laughter.

“Yeah kind of forgot..” He scratched his head.

“There’s stroganoff in the kitchen if you guys are hungry.” You said sitting down on the couch along with Billy. He held your hand close to him and watched the tv.

“Starving.” All three said and walked off to eat.

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vnmpior · 2 years

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MICHAEL ☆ AFTON sfw HEADCANNONS !!

as my first post on here, I decided i'm gonna do some headcannons for michael !! this is also how i'm gonna write about michael for now. the rights i'd give up for him <3

high school, college, post scoop michael

high school

☆ honestly I feel like he'd either be a quiet, really composed teen, dropping the bully bad boy persona by the end of middle school

☆ or. . . he'd still be a bully, and probably one of those loners or he hangs out with the token delinquent group (and that's what I'm going to base these hcs on)

☆ biker michael holds my heart. he 100% owns a ducati

☆ he probably had no real dating experience before you, maybe only a few hookups and that one time he dated someone in kindergarten

☆ comes over to your house at the dead of night to talk to you whenever he doesn't want to deal with william

☆ he has a light british accent

☆ cusses in nearly every sentence

☆ emo and no one can tell me different

☆ just kidding, but I feel like he'd dress like billy from st lmfao

☆ HE HAS A MULLET AND THIS IS CANNON the way i'm barking rn

☆ listens to alternative rock and metal and maybe even indie rock

☆ knows how to play drums and electric guitar

☆ he probably took you to an arcade as the first date

☆ absolutely demolished your ass in every game until he decided to go easy on you

☆ knows how to skate

☆ because he skates so much and hangs out with the "bad boy group" , he probably has a lot of bandages

☆ you help him with his injuries sometimes, scolding him while he just grins at you

☆ sometimes you help him style his hair after he stays for the night

☆ totally has your parents whipped, they love him

☆ personally, I think he'd be really smart (especially since he knows so much about animatronics) but he might need some tutoring if it comes to math

☆ would leave his "friends" for you

☆ i know it's cringy but he is totally soft for you

☆ brings you roses when he meets up with you for a date

☆ already planning his life with you, moving out of utah and having a family with dogs and everything

☆ basically think of rodrick heffley for his personality

☆ probably smoked until you asked him to stop

☆ leans against his motorcycle when he picks you up for dates (barking rn)

college/post college (where fnaf basically doesn't happen)

☆ honestly, I think michael would help his dad out with the pizzeria while also doing college

☆ he'd probably think about dropping out but he's getting his degree in engineering so the two of you could have a stable life

☆ the two of you are living together in a little apartment

☆ probably in a small garage band that he's been in since around senior year of high school

☆ still has that mullet (BECAUSE I SAID SO AGAIN)

☆ the two of you went to a frat party once, and michael got really jealous and now the two of you never go to parties

☆ he'd help you study for exams while he slacks on studying his

☆ he'd bring you little snacks for you to take breaks

☆ the two of you are saving up money to buy a house

post scooping

☆ would be super hesitant on coming back

☆ it'd be a few weeks before he even gathers up the courage to come back into the neighborhood

☆ he would knock on the door, and he was expecting you to scream and close the door

☆ you only stood there in shock and said, "michael?"

☆ the two of you are still happily together

☆ he'd slowly open up to you about what happened and how his sister betrayed him, etc

☆ you buy him new hoodies all the time and giggle while finding wigs for him

☆ the two of you go on dates in the woods and have picnics

☆ when you do go out into public, it's at the dead of night

☆ he takes you for rides on his motorcycle still, but he's a bit rusty

☆ the two of you get that dog you've wanted for so long

#fnaf #michael afton x reader #michael #michael afton smut #michael afton #this isnt smut lmfao mb #fnaf fandom #fnaf imagines #michael afton imagine

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the-new-kiddo-on-the-block · 8 months

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Heyo guys!

Since my friend made a post about it, I figured I should make a separate post of it as well that could hopefully grab the attention of more of you out there. Especially since it's now not only become a recurrent issue for myself, but millions others like me; whose voices and pleas for help are often met with silence and no aid when it's needed more than ever.

My friend made this with the hopes it would get the attention of a lot of people. And the few that have so far responded, with boosting my signal, it's truly appreciated.

So, I figured I'd best give my story here.

For those who know me, they know that I've been through this before, not that long ago. For those that don't:

This isn't my first rodeo with my dad. This isn't his first offense, and I doubt it'll be his last. But, even my boyfriend commented that it's really like I'm Cinderella.

Which, would make my family Lady Tremaine and her daughters, Anastasia and Drizella.

Surprised?

Yeah, not the most fun people to have in your life as family, let alone be analogous to your own.

But, for at least my brother on the matter, he doesn't mean to intentionally be cruel- if anything, he is just trying to survive from becoming the next target. Which, I get entirely. I oftentimes do the same for when a fight breaks out between my bio father and my stepmom.

But, that's besides the point-- the fact that they are even akin to that family dynamic is absolutely atrocious.

I'm often seen as a black sheep in my nuclear family- a dark horse, a scapegoat, pariah, outcast; hell, I'm almost synonymous to fucking Bruno Madrigal from Encanto, with a little bit of even Luisa for that matter with how bad her anxiety is.

Sure, that sounds pretty awful, but that's like, a surface-level perspective of who I am and what I've been through. And I'm not gonna give you my whole life story here, but, as my grandma would always famously say:

So, here are the said facts (bullets are Bruno related, indents are Cinderella)-

People used to see me as a gifted child when I was little, y'know? Like, my talents had no bounds. My way of being so empathetic and friendly to even the most awkward stranger was renowned by my extended family. I was awkward with communication, and often was very blunt but honest when talking to people, but I was a happy kid. And it's not like I'm not seen for my talents now, but they're brushed to the side more now as an adult because "you can't be living in a fantasy".

Since my dad and stepmom started living together, I've been made to become the maid of the house, doing most chores because the boys won't do it and my stepmom is incapable of handling all the chores and dishes on her own, so she's dumped most things onto me as a "way of covering for part of your rent". Which, I still have to pay upwards of 660-880 a month for. For one small room and a bathroom. For wifi use. And I still have other bills to pay, like for my car, insurance, credit cards, and stuff like that.

It wasn't until I was starting in my teens that my dad saw me very differently. I would often lie to try and keep the peace, because I feared that telling the truth would only hurt everyone more.

I started failing in math; I never got a grade higher than a C-average after sixth grade, because the teacher that year not only made me look like an idiot, but several times painted me as a villain and treated me like I was evil. Simply for standing up for myself amongst a group of classmates who would often bully me

I have little to no privacy in my own room. The only time I do is when I sleep, and that's even temporary at best. My father will routinely inspect my room and if it's not meeting his standards, he has me clean it or threatens kicking me out onto the street because he won't let me live in this house if I can't "do what I am required to do in order to keep living here" shit I wish I actually wish I had recorded him saying fr

He's taken off my door several times in the past as a punishment for not "adhering to his rules"- not okay as a teenager, even more not okay as a fucking twenty-four year old adult

(literal screenshots from conversations with my dad below)

My bio dad started seeing me less as an honest and good person, because during my sixth grade years and beyond I'd struggle with being honest with myself, let alone my parents, about my personal and educational issues.

I've had to be the one to call out when things aren't right, and be shut down for it. I've been the one to call out my family's bullshit, only to get side-swept with the realization my perception of how they treat me is cuz they do believe something is inherently wrong with me for retaliating.

I'm often accused of mishearing things- like, my parents will say one thing, and then the next day, or weeks or months later, when I repeat that statement, they go and say "Oh, I never said that."

I've walked out of my parents' lives once. It only lasted two weeks, but I did have to take a step back from it all. Because I could see what it was doing to everyone in my family. And I love my family, despite their shit. But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna walk out again- in fact, I'm working on a way to do so.

I relate more to pets and small children and even teens than I do older people.

I still have anxieties and fears over my talents and what I'm capable of, thinking I'm not good enough or that it's just the same old thing. The difference is I know it's not, and I know I'm worth more than this.

I have always liked the color green, and it was always a more mysterious color more than an evil or menacing color.

I often have had foresight of future events and get deja by when they do happen. Though, other times I just notice things going awry and I try to warn others of like, a possibility that they don't want to accept.

I lost friends and people who I actually enjoyed being around because of how I was growing up, and it was until I became an adult that part of it wasn't even my fault. A lot of the kids noticed my parents and didn't want to be around that kind of behavior with adults, because they could sense what I couldn't at the time, which was that my parents' behavior towards me was absolutely uncalled for, and rather controlling.

I was only recently properly diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Disorder and ADHD; but before then, as an adult, I had more difficulty talking. Difficulty expressing how I felt. Trouble with finances. Being in the right headspace. Being able to take a step back and be like "whoa, now hold on- pointing fingers at me is only going to point three right back at you, let's not assume shit here". And it took a lot of support from my support systems and my boyfriend- @constant-state-of-self-discovery - to get a truly more accurate diagnosis. Cuz I've had three different diagnoses over the years, with the third being my most accurate one but I digress

I have echolalia and repeat funny phrases, hum music, etc.

When my brother was born - and I hate to use this comparison, but - almost immediately he became the Golden Child of the family dynamic. I was ten when he was born- and yeah, that's unfair for a baby, toddler, and little kid. But flash forward to when he's a bigger kid, when he's in his pre-teen stage and now a fourteen year old, who's gotten more educational advantages than I was ever offered or even given when asked. Who has had more positive experiences with his parents than I ever did. Who got the chance to actually go to the highschool he wanted to without having to worry about who I was really zoned for. Who is getting to work on his passion and talents. Yeah, that's totally not favoritism there.

I draw. I write. I legitimately can see myself voice acting one day.

I have often proved my family members both right and wrong about things in their lives, but I'm still the bad guy. Interesting how that works.

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See, these are the facts that just have me relating to just Bruno and Cinderella alone, with how my life is. There's plenty of other shit to add on about my stuff, but that's enough dirty laundry to get the ball rolling.

The fact of the matter is this: I cannot live in such a place like this anymore. And if anyone can help, I'd seriously appreciate whatever cash, boosting, reblogging, sharing that can be done.

I'm tired of living a life like this. I want to move forward. I want to start my next chapter, away from abuse.

And I'm really hopeful for the first time ever that something good might come out of this.

(thank you @savythenillerwaffer , @nystiaa , @oswinunknown , and @anne-of-crows for reblogging along with the others who have spread the word.)

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whumpbby · 10 months

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So, like, the fact adult Jin Ling tries to keep his uncle out of sect politics to protect him from being pulled into any mess/used again really gets to me.

In the abo au it would be even sweeter - Jin Ling is about the only person alive that knows his uncle is an "omega of a sort". Even though they've never talked about it and Jiang Cheng never got to the bottom of why exactly his secondary gender changed (thinking about the Core Transplant is out of question, he doesn't think about it, he cannot), Jin Ling isn't stupid. As he got older the inconsistencies became obvious and he started to put some things together and noticing that his jiujiu isn't like anyone else around.

His uncle is an alpha - he smells like alpha, he has alpha instincts, he can use alpha voice. Gods, can he use alpha voice. (Nowadays, Yunmeng Jiang is known for omegas that at most scoff at alphas trying to direct them with their voice. It's terrible, neighbouring sects learned to live with it, but almost every Congress includes some poor fool learning of that fact anew.) And Jiang Cheng goes into ruts! Like an alpha.

But Jin Ling was a fussy baby and an insecure child, and he was falling asleep attached to jiujiu's breast until he was four years old. He remembers how soft these breasts were and how sweet was the milk. And that is not something alphas can do - he knows that, he did his careful realsearch when he was staying in the Koi Tower (and wasn't that an interesting conversation with the head librarian that caught the young teenager in a section reserved for older readers. Especially eyeing the anatomical drawings of other alphas!)

(Jin Ling, for once in his life, had spun an amazing tale worthy of uncle Wuxian. A young alpha, orphaned and bullied, convinced there's something wrong with him, terrified of asking his strict uncle about the things. Would you ask the head of Jiang about the thigns, sir?? Would you dare??

The poor librarian was close to tears by the end of the tale and Jin Ling got access to all medical texts he needed to lay his fears to rest.)

Jin Ling knows his uncle's chest is still softer than it should be - due to regular checks disguised as heartfelt hugs his jiujiu still allows when surprised enough - and that his scent glands are more pronounced under his collar. He knows jiujiu's waist only seems so tiny, because his hips are just a bit wider than they should be on an alpha.

He knows his uncle can purr.

Alpha voice or not, alphas cannot purr like omegas do. Alphas cannot scruff pups with their teeth and send them into calming trance with careful pressure of their second fangs. Alphas cannot make the horrific sound his uncle made that one time when Night hunt went wrong and Jin Ling almost lost an arm to a Yao.

(The Yao froze. He saw the demon freeze at the gluttural growl that carried so close to the ground Jin Ling felt it in his knees. He saw the demon's eyes open wide and it's pupils narrow into slits before it's head fell...)

Once he reaches his late teens, sorrounded by the Jiang and the Jin, cultivators and servants and common people, Jin Ling understands his uncle is unlike any other. Unprecedented. Special.

He cannot think it's a bad thing - his uncle nursed him. Raised him. For all of his (some very obvious) faults there is no one Jin Ling loves and respects more. The fact of his physical strangeness is a downright blessing that allowed them to bond on a level deeper than would be otherwise possible. Jin Ling wouldn't dare to think less of his uncle for it.

...but he knew he's one of few.

As much as Jiang Cheng was respected as a capable leader and cultivator, as a man who single-handedly raised his sect from the ashes of destruction, as an alpha that stood by his people and protected them from evil...

As an alpha.

After the nightmare of Guanyin Temple Jin Ling is fully aware that trust should be rationed. Jin Guangyao taught him a lesson the boy carries with him ever since - people in power stay in power by using others. Just like Jin Guangyao used him as a hostage, just as he used his uncle's pain to stagger him in a fight. Any information can be used by these skillfull enough to grasp it.

And he'll be damned if he ever allows anyone to use his uncle again.

His strong and brave and amazing uncle - who is so sad and so hurt and so, so lonely.

A person with soft enough voice and thick enough face can easily take advantage of that loneliness and that hurt, and Jin Ling feels a growl growing in the back of his throat every time he thinks about someone like Jin Guangyao (not evil, but so horribly selfish) using his jiujiu like that. Slithering their way into his good graces and using his strangeness for their own ends. Blackmail or threats, or even disgust and scorn - thought of any of it directed at his uncle raises Jin Ling's hackles.

No, no one can be allowed that close. No one can be allowed a chance to uncover that secret. No one is allowed to hurt jiujiu anymore.

Jiang Wanyin raised and protected Jin Ling.

Now it's Jin Ling's job to protect him in return.

#headcanon #grandmaster of demonic arts #jin ling #jiang cheng #i love this boy #he needs to grow up very big and buff #and protect his jiujiu

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elenirlachlagos · 1 year

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SangCheng Fanfic Rec List

This list is definitely not exhaustive, I'm sure there's some I've forgotten because I neglected to put them in my bookmarks. I just dug around in there and tried to make it a little diverse and covering different authors.

I'm trying to word this post in a way that it doesn't get flagged, so please also mind the tags on the fics.

Sorted by word count, starting with the short ones.

the strangest, dampest embrace by Anbessette

Rating: teen and up

tags: crack treated seriously, shapeshifting, squid!NHS, friends to lovers, interspecies romance, Cloud Recesses study arc

POV: WWX

word count: 3.020

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: canon divergence

summary: Squid Yao Nie Huaisang is learning to shift into human form. Jiang Cheng is having the weirdest 'oh no my friend got hot' crisis in teenage history.

personal opinion on the fic: This sounds ridiculous, I know. And it kind of is. And it's also... kinda cute? This one fic is rather short, but it's the start of a series. Other fics of this series are rated explicit and with NHS being a squid, you can decuce what that means...

dark water by Morgan (duckwhatduck)

Rating: explicit

notable tags: drinking, loneliness, lots of feelings but no talking about them, hopeful ending

POV: JC

word count: 7.055

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: in universe

summary: Sect Leader Jiang invites the freshly appointed Sect Leader Nie into his chambers to have a drink, and it leads to more.

personal opinion on the fic: This is basically pwp, but filled with emotions. JC discovers, in a way, his sub nature, but he's also an emotional mess, and while NHS keeps it together more, he's also not 100% confident and in control - and this is actually one of the aspects I like about this, it feels much more authentic like this.

He's no bully, he's my friend by JaimeBlue

Rating: General audiences

notable tags: homelessness, dog!Jiang Cheng, unspecified city, , podfic available

POV: NHS

word count: 8.976

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: urban fantasy/modern cultivators AU

summary: Nie Huaisang has been living on the streets for almost two years since his brother's death, just trying to get by despite the 'things' he sees that scare him, though nobody else can see them - it's been that way since he was a boy. Then one day he chases some kids away from harassing an injured pit bull, and he finds in the dog a friend and partner in surviving life on the streets. But there is more to his dog than meets the eye, and maybe the companion he'd saved might just save him in return.

personal opinion on the fic: This fic is different. First of all, there's not much romance in it, just a hint of SangCheng at the end. Not surprising since Jiang Cheng spends most of this fic as a dog. So it's NHS-centric, too. It's very heartwrenching, but also sweet and hopeful (and I'm not even a dog-person).

the cold read by offlight

Rating: teen and up

notable tags: fake/pretend relationship, drunk making out, set in USA

POV: JC

word count: 12.022

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: college/university AU

summary: JC is annoyed by WWX constantly going on about his relationships, while he never had one. NHS comes up with the seemingly brilliant idea to start fake dating; for not entirely unselfish reasons.

personal opinion on the fic: It's a cute, fluffy fake relationship fic. Maybe things go a little too smooth overall, but sometimes you're just in the mood for that. However I do think the anger directed at JC towards the end is a little unfair; he genuinly didn't realize. There's a hot little drunk make-out scene in the middle, that doesn't go too far (so the teen rating is still correct, in my opinion).

the light of autumn by crooows

Rating: general

tags: canon compliant, hurt/comfort, talking, drinking, angst with a happy ending

POV: JC, NHS

word count: 13.845

chapter count: 5

status: completed

AU or in universe: in universe, post-canon

summary: Nie Huaisang arrives a week early for the conference which will be held in Yunmeng to discuss the position of chief cultivator.

personal opinion on the fic: This is a short one, so you can't expect a long built up and maybe the big "oh!" realization comes a little too fast. But the story shows both of them broken in ways that make them understand each other, and they're so sweet and cute together. Haha, that poor Jiang disciple.

Lights, Camera, Kiss by MissMagus

Rating: explicit

notable tags: 5+1 Things, dom/sub, brief Nie Huaisang/Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji, bottom Nie Huaisang, service top Jiang Cheng, top drop, (plus a few other tags for the "movie" they're filming)

POV: NHS

word count: 15.377

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: adult entertainment industry AU

summary: When Nie Huaisang gets paired with straight Jiang Cheng for a five-part series, he’s sure it will be an utter disaster. Until the cameras start rolling and their chemistry alights like wildfire.

personal opinion on the fic: Alright, this is pretty much pwp; most of it is set during filming. Also this is of course most probably not in any way representative of the real industry. My favourite things about this is how the whip was incorporated (not done enough, imo) and the top drop JC experiences, something I've never read before.

Just Let Me Stay Here by Your Side, That Would Be Enough by xcourtney_chaoticx

Rating: teen and up

notable tags: friends to lovers, arranged marriage, canonical character death, post-traumatic stress disorder - PTSD, non-sexual intimacy, Jiujiu content, OCs

POV: NHS

word count: 15.822

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: canon divergence

summary: In the wake of the Sunshot Campaign and the sworn brotherhood of Nie Mingjue, Lan Xichen, and Jin Guangyao, it is decided that Nie Huaisang should be married into the Yunmeng Jiang. He is married to Jiang Cheng.

personal opinion on the fic: Sweet, fluffy slow-burn arranged marriage - sometimes you just need something like this. (Ok, maybe not always only fluffy, some of the dark things of canon still happen and there's the PTSD tag...)

Neutral Territory by Pyrria

Rating: mature

notable tags: movie violence, everyone lives/nobody dies, no Golden Core transfer, gangsters, bar/pub setting, drinking

POV: NHS

word count: 19.185

chapter count: 2

status: completed

AU or in universe: cyberpunk AU

summary: A series of conversations between Nie Huaisang, the overlooked, underestimated, playboy younger brother of the former leader of the Qinghe gang and Jiang Wanyin, a lowtek bar owner who knows more than he should and is connected to some very dangerous people. Is Jiang Wanyin someone Nie Huaisang can trust as he tries to unravel the attempt on his brother's life? Or is he one of the many moving pieces acting against Qinghe? If he's already fallen, does it even matter?

personal opinion on the fic: I really like the idea of the loss of a Golden Core being changed into not having cybernetic implants. I love the description of the AR technological world contrasted with the "old-fashioned" real worldness of JCs bar - it makes me wish I could actually see this (as film, animation, whatever). Plus it's always nice to have some uncle/nephew interaction and Nie Zonghui included. Yay for family. The mature rating is for the violence that the whole gang theme includes; I'm really bad with gore and violence and such but it hardly bothers me, so I'm sure most others will be fine.

a loving kind of boy by artsy_alice

Rating: teen and up

notable tags: tooth-rotting fluff, coming out, Jiang Cheng and puppies, 5+1 Things, childhood friends getting together, asexual Jiang Cheng, minor WangXian

POV: mixed, it's a bit chaotic (but it works out)

word count: 19.740

chapter count: 7

status: completed

AU or in universe: modern cultivators AU

summary: Or, 5 Times Nie Huaisang Comforts Jiang Cheng Through the Power of Cuddles, Heart-to-Hearts and Cute Animals, and the 1 Time it was the Other Way Around

personal opinion on the fic: I love the world-building in this. It's basically a collection of scenes from their lives, so there's not much development or plot or anything, and the SangCheng just kinda happens, so don't expect big romantiv events. Make sure to check out the author's social media accounts, though, because there's lots of cute art from this AU.

bright sunlight filtered by givemebaretrees

Rating: explicit

notable tags: arranged marriage, hopeful ending

POV: JC

word count: 20.175

chapter count: 1

status: completed

AU or in universe: canon/in universe

summary: Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang are arranged to marry each other by Jiang Fengmian and Madame Yu, which seems to make everyone happy—up until Wei Wuxian's life is changed by the Sunshot Campaign. Jiang Cheng is left to pick up the pieces of every broken promise his brother left behind, and some of his own, too.

personal opinion on the fic: I really like how the story weaves itself between the events we all know; it mentions them but doesn't do any unnecessary retelling. JC and NHS slowly dance around each other, getting closer, and then again further away. I kind of wished the NSFW part was a little expanded, then again it also fits like this.

Four Days in Lanling by halotolerant

Rating: explicit

notable tags: first time, mastermind!Nie Huaisang, grief/mourning, drunkenness, podfic available

POV: JC

word count: 21.020

chapter count: 6

status: completed

AU or in universe: in universe, partly post-canon

summary: During his first Cultivaton Conference as clan leader, NHS does some scheming that doesn't directly pay for his masterplan, and after the events at Guanyin temple, JC begs him to help his nephew again. And maybe also something else that happened between them can be rekindled, too.

personal opinion on the fic: The fic treads a fine line in making JC the oblivious and inexperienced and passive one; this could go very wrong - but it doesn't. He does have his expertise and he's growing into his role. They both have their obvious traumas and weaknesses, too. I do love how clever NHS is in this, it's a joy to watch how he manipulates and no ones notices.

Heart opening flow by gekidasa

Rating: teen and up

notable tags: yoga, college/university, background WangXian, awkward boners, jealous!JC, established NieLan

POV: JC

word count: 27.002

chapter count: 10

status: completed

AU or in universe: modern AU

summary: Jiang Cheng agrees to do a class at Cloud Recesses Yoga as a favor to Wei Wuxian. He was only planning to go once, but then Nie Huaisang walks into the class, and Jiang Cheng is immediately smitten. Unbeknownst to Jiang Cheng, the feeling is entirely mutual.

personal opinion on the fic: This is one of those fics where clearly the author pours in much knowledge about their interest. There's reference pics for yoga poses and all (it's pretty advanced yoga, though, so don't try this at home). NHS tries his hardest with flirting, but he is up against JCs insecurities. They dance around each other for a bit, but it's so sweet. It's seperated very conveniently into short chapters.

A Sweet and Vicious Cycle by Kendershire

Rating: explicit

notable tags: sugar baby/sugar daddy, emotional manipulation, pretend relationship, scheming Nie Huaisang, protective Jiang Cheng, panic attacks, terrible Jiang parents, demisexual!Jiang Cheng

POV: NHS

word count: 37.192

chapter count: 12

status: in progress

AU or in universe: modern AU

summary: After his life was upended and his brother incarcerated, NHS has to make a living with a generally disdained job - and uses it for his carefully planned revenge scheme. He intends to use his childhood friend for his means, too; but it doesn't quite go as planned.

personal opinion on the fic: The JC in this fic is what all those rude young CEOs in Asian dramas should be and never are. He's so noble that it'd be easy to condemn NHS for what he is doing, if it wasn't obvious that NHS is not unaffected. I so love the idea of the Crisis Blanket! Everyone should have one. This fic is not completed and has slow updates, but it's not abandoned.

perfect pretenders by skyestiel

Rating: teen and up

notable tags: WangXian, Gusu Trio shenanigans, practice kissing, making out, getting together, friends to lovers, mutual pining

POV: NHS, WWX, JC, LWJ alternating

word count: 60.549

chapter count: 15

status: completed

AU or in universe: in universe, canon-divergence

summary: During a drunken get-together, wei Wuxian has the glorious idea of a kissing competition between him, JC and NHS. Later, and still drunk, JC has the equally glorious idea that him and NHS could outdo WWx with the help of - each other.

personal opinion on the fic: Yay, Gusu times trio/quartet content! Happy innocent youth. I love all their interactions, I can very well picture them like this. It's so cute, but also sensual - I think chapter 5 has to be one of my favourite SangCheng content.

Shorelines in the Moonlight by Emrysian

Rating: teen and up (but there is an outsourced NSFW scene that has an explicit rating)

tags: hurt/comfort, suicidal ideation, Junior Quartet, qi deviation/unrest, loneliness, anxiety, slow burn, angst with a happy ending, family feels, JL/LSZ, healing, relapse

POV: alternating (JC, LWJ, JL, LSZ...)

word count: 62.854

chapter count: 27

status: completed

AU or in universe: in universe, post-canon

summary: A year after the events at Guanyin Temple, everyone seems to be moving on with their lives and learning how to live as they are. That is, until Sect Leader Nie's health is brought into question at a Discussion Conference, and soon everyone realizes that there are some things that have yet to be addressed. Grief takes many forms. What happens to those who are left behind?

personal opinion on the fic: Completely self-indulgent, but I love how everyone starts worrying about NHS. He even gets those infamous hugs from JC - since CQL this is something I'm jealous of. I love how the juniors crush on NHS, it's so cute and also hilarious. The time everyone spends together in Qinghe at the festival and in Lotus Pier, is so sweet to read with its family feels and budding love... Not everything goes smooth, though, there's a little more realistic approach to healing.

Come Go With Me by roseclaw

Rating: explicit

notable tags: set in USA, therapy, moving away from family, surfing, chronic pain, mentions of a being in a car accident and witnessing death (chapter 13), yunmeng sib feels, accidental kitten acquisition, small town vibes, lots of food preparing, house renovation, lots of ogling, making friends

POV: JC

word count: 102.289

chapter count: 15

status: completed

AU or in universe: modern AU

summary: Six years after he was in a car accident that killed his parents and left him with hardware in his knee and chronic pain, former competitive surfer Jiang Cheng quits city life, takes his parents’ inheritance, and buys a dilapidated inn on the ocean to fix up.

personal opinion on the fic: Everyone is mentioned in this fic, seriously, everyone, including Zonghui; there's kittens and even Wang Yizhou's thigh tattoo gets a mention, too. Personally I think that JC (often very relatable) and NHS (who stays mysterious throughout) feel a little OOC, though it may only be the vastly different setting. I do love the setting. I don't know a thing about the area in which this is set nor the surfing community, but it has a certain atmosphere I really like coming back to. (Somebody do a mood board?) The relationship between the siblings is really well done. When I first read this, my mother had a knee surgery, so a lot in this sounds familiar, especially how a lot of things that are normal to others are out of the question, and how overdoing it on good days can easily lead to bad days.

we both know better (maybe we don't) by captain_apostrophe

Rating: explicit

notable tags: fake/pretend relationship, demisexual!Jiang Cheng, slow burn, rich families, nobody is dead, background WangXian, occasional smut (often XueSang), Jiujiu content, robbery, sexuality exploration, angst and hurt/comfort, terrible Jiang parents, family dynamics, childhood trauma, non-sexual intimacy, divorce, skip codes for explicit content

POV: NHS, JC alternating

word count: 281.873

chapter count: 56

status: on hiatus

AU or in universe: modern AU

summary: NHS was hired to paint a mural on WWXs pizzeria wall but then WWX has another job for him: be the fake date for his very attractive brother to get people off his back about marriage and kids. The problem is that WWX didn't inform JC of his plan - and it goes how you might expect it to; or even worse. But since the worst damage seems to already been done, JC decides "why not" and the deal is on until WWXs wedding.

personal opinion on the fic: The "JC is a martial arts instructor" content you didn't know you needed. NHS is so thirsting over JC in this, and he's taking us all on that trip with him. The growing casual intimacy between them is so lovely to read (I'm a little jealous, really). I was a little worried about the addition of an OC to the family, but it works. The big "oh!" moment is so cheesy, so tropey - and so, so good. There are a couple of flaws. Sometimes it tries too desperately to be woke, like there's some secret plan to squeeze in a whole modern sex ed curriculum, to the point that it feels like in school books when the authors try to put some kind of story around a math problem (in this case the other way around) but it ends up being awkward. The demisexuality of JC is really well done; some other parts not that much, in my opinion. The more obvious problem is of course the current status. I'm not surprised, it had this vibe the last couple of chapters... But if you don't mind the uncertain future, do read. Or you could always stop after chapter 42.

#SangCheng #fanfiction rec list #fanfiction recommendation #I made this in the hope that it spikes my motivation to continue writing #it didn't quite work #I had to delete some fics from this list so there might be another some time

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birdieart · 2 years

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some sarah rogers thoughts

(tw: eugenics, ableism)

mcu sarah would have given birth alone, likely very young (in her late teens), newly widowed, and in a foreign country. if she had a hospital birth, she would have only had the midwives, since joseph was gone by then

steve was probably very sickly early on (colic, cradle cap, eczema, fever, etc) and that would have worried her, especially if he was a small baby (very likely)

when it became clear steve was chronically ill (probably around 6-7, if the asthma, heart problems, vision and hearing issues, possible allergies, scoliosis, and anemia showed by then), sarah would have probably been taken aside and told she should give steve up to a sanitorium (a common practice with disabled children), where he would eventually be quietly euthanised, as was common in those hellholes

obviously, she didn't do that, and instead decided to work TWO JOBS during the DEPRESSION to make sure they had a roof over their heads, food on the table, and medicine and doctors visits for steve, not to mention things like books, schooling, art materials, etc she would have saved up to buy for him to make him happy, and later herself, since steve remembers his art making her smile, which is why he kept at it when he was a kid

she probably worried about him being bullied, and didn't realise her own stubbornness and fighting spirit had been passed onto him until she came to pick a 9 year old steve up from school after he got into a fist fight with a much older boy and steve told her he got into a fight because the boy was being mean to a girl and no one else was telling him to back off

(she couldn't decide if she was proud or exasperated. a bit of both. she bought steve a soda on the way home after deciding she was mostly proud of her baby being so brave)

when steve dragged bucky into the rogers apartment by the sleeve for the first time, sarah was convinced bucky was an angel sent to watch over her boy. he was so sweet, polite, and such a sensitive, kind child, with an adorable smile and a head of dark curls.

bucky ended up being less of an angel, but still someone who loved steve enough to try to protect him, even if he cried when he got hit and wasn't quite the fighter steve was. but they were good for each other. the barnes and rogers families ended up being very close, sarah and winnifred trading the boys off for sleepovers every other weekend

sarah, watching steve reach his teenage years, scrappy and hot headed, opinionated, and stubborn as all hell, realising that his life is always going to be hard because people will always look at him like he's not enough despite how fiercely he burns with his love for his family and his need to protect people like him when no one else will

steve was 14 when he got surgery for his scoliosis, and sarah waited in the hospital hallway for hours, not knowing if this new form of treatment would work or if it would kill steve in the end. refusing to leave his bedside when he came out of surgery and reading his old favourite books to him, telling bucky to stay quiet when he visited and steve was asleep.

she missed joseph, a lot. they'd come to america together, so young and unsure, but she knew he's be proud of his little scrapper - steve looked a lot like him, had the same angular features and crooked nose. as steve got older, she realised just how much he looked like joe, and sometimes it made her tear up because in some angles, it was like looking at a ghost. but when he smiled, it was all him, a little crooked, but still handsome and a little devilish.

at 17, once all the hormones had calmed down, steve stopped taking the bait for every fight and sarah had to patch up less bloodied knuckles, less cut lips, less sprained joints. but that fight was still there, simmering under the surface. steve was quiet, but had a few friends - bucky and arnie, both good kids, both of them boys she could trust with him.

(sometimes, she saw how bucky looked at steve when he didn't realise anyone was looking - the utter love and devotion in those big, sad eyes made sarahs heart clench, knowing it wouldn't be easy if it was what she suspected it was. but bucky loved steve and she was grateful for that, because that meant someone else in this world was just as affected by steve in their life as she was, even if in a different way)

when sarah got sick, she knew she wouldn't shake it. she had lived long enough to see steve graduate from high school and get into auburndale art school, following bucky who went a year earlier for their music program, and she was proud of her boy, and regretted nothing except that she wouldn't be there for the other things she imagined for him - starting a career, enjoying his adult life with his friends, maybe getting married and having a family of his own, if he wanted that (part of her thought he didn't - he wasn't the most social, and he kept to his own people, the people he chose. he was sort of like a cat in that regard, even as a teenager)

sarah rogers died, maybe not knowing the specifics of what steve would become, but knowing in her bones that he was going to great things.

she would be so, so proud of him if she saw what he became - a soldier like his father, a fighter like her, and something altogether his own, against all odds

#birdie speaks #this got away from me #but i have so many feelings about what sarah went through #i personally think they spoke gaelic at home and steve got into trouble for it at school #but obviously he didnt give a shit and kept at it #even after sarah died #lived in a very irish apartment block maybe? spoke to some of sarahs old friends in gaelic to keep in practice #but she loved hIM SO MUCH AND IT MAKES ME MAD THE MCU ONLY MENTIONED HER /TWICE/#heinous if you ask me #sarah rogers #sarah rogers meta #mcu meta #marvel

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baconcolacan · 1 year

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What sort of relationship has the gang now? (Ew stay au) what does Tord think of them?

Okay it would take me wayyyyy too long to make new visuals to explain this au so I'll just write it down. Also keep in mind, this AU IS very self-indulgent so expect some ships I like:

The Stay AU is just a little thing I made for self-indulgence reasons. I wanted to explore the gang's relationships through a softer, albeit complicated, lens.

These designs I have for them are versions of them in their mid to late 20s. They did have a phase where they all wore their signature matching hoodies, but I place that timeline somewhere in their early twenties to late teens. In the Stay au, I'm focusing on them mostly in their late 20s onwards.

Brief summary of their history before my timeline: Edd was friends with Tord first, because during their first day of school he was the only other kid who was drawing by himself instead of outside during recess. Tom and Matt are childhood friends, their parents knew each other but they had a falling out, only later-hesitantly- reconciling when they all became friends with Edd and Tord. They all grow up together afterwards. Since you asked about Tord's point of view, here's his thoughts about his friends throughout the years until his 30s, keep in mind I'm not gonna be able to explain it thoroughly enough without it devolving into a 200k word fanfic: Edd - (childhood to late 20s) Arguably his best friend. He thinks the world of Edd since he approached him first and showed genuine interest in getting to know him. Edd's the first person he made friends with in England, which makes it special since the move had been so jarring for him. Growing up with Edd was pretty easy, despite him being snarky at times he always made sure to include Tord in everything he did, it was touching how much he cared. Tord had never met a person who was as excitable as Edd was, even if it often led to harrowing situations. Edd always seemed to want him to be part of his life for a very long time, it was the first time Tord had ever felt like someone cared and wanted him to be there. It pained him to leave when he did, out of everyone in the group, Edd was the one he couldn't look in the eye when he left. (30s) He had cut off contact with the group, but he still felt guilty the first few years when Edd would try to call or send him emails. He switched his phone number and abandoned his old email to make it easier. (mid 30s) Met him again but on the battlefield. It hurt him a lot to see him there after he tried everything to not get them involved. He never got to explain himself as a bomb, aimed for him, came screaming towards them. He thought Edd had died that day. (late 30s) Found out that Edd was alive, tried everything to reach him, even so far as visit England under pretense of a meeting with the PM. Found Edd after scouring London for a week, got into a fight with him, couldn't explain himself due to being overwhelmed. Edd said he hated him. It shattered him. Hasn't contacted him since. Tom - (childhood to late 20s) He wasn't sure about him when they first met, Tom got pretty attached to Edd when he first met him- mostly to make Matt jealous at the start, but then he started to genuinely like Edd and follow him around like a puppy- this caused Tord to get jealous and insecure, his kid brain thinking that Tom would take away his first friend in a scary new country, thus began what would become a lifetime of bickering and fighting. Tord admittedly feels a bit ashamed that he started their petty squabbling by essentially trying to bully Tom away from Edd. Of course, Tom fought back every step of the way, by the time they were teenagers they forgot why they started disliking each other in the first place, just seemed natural for them to be on opposing ends. Funky teenager stuff happened, and it ended up with them being on again off again lovers up until their early 20s. Then the incident happened, Tom was drunk and he decided to pick a fight with him, but this time he might have pushed too far, Tom managed to injure him with a broken bottle, causing the scar on his eyebrow. It was tense between them for a while, eventually they stopped fighting, sometimes even curling up together on the couch, but they never addressed what happened even when Tord was going to leave. (mid 30s) Met him on the battlefield. The bomb happened. He managed to save him but Tom still got injured in the process, costing his eyesight. Tord had been beside himself and wracked with guilt every time he looked at Tom's bandaged eyes. He broke down crying, apologizing for what happened. Tom didn't speak to him for a while, but later on slowly began to talk to him again. They restarted their relationship, this time "without the baggage" as per Tom's request.

(late 30s) His relationship with Tom is nice, cozy even, but he still feels guilt and shame even when Tom smiles at him and calls him "Elskede". He tries to make it work, but he doesn't know if he genuinely can, Tom wanted to try again "without the baggage" but Tord wanted nothing more than to finally address all of the ugly things they had done to each other. Though, hes scared of losing the only good thing he seems to have at this point. Matt - (childhood to late 20s) He's not as close to Matt than the other two are. When they were kids, Matt didn't seem to really want to be in his company, especially after he made up with Tom and Tord started antagonizing him throughout the years. Tord might have been a little scared of Matt, especially when he would glare at him every time he made Tom cry. He really didn't want to be around Matt for a while, he was a bit intimidating from their childhood to their early 20s. After the incident with Tom, Matt had been the one to approach him first, scolding him for the things he said, but relenting about how far Tom had taken it. Matt admitted he never really liked Tord, but was willing to set his feelings aside because it seemed like he finally got some sense knocked into him (pun intended). Unexpectedly, he would spend sleepless nights out in the backyard with Matt, and just...talk about the things that worry him and make him insecure. Matt is really good at self-love talk, and has helped him through darker moments. Matt had actually been the one to encourage him to leave, not because he didn't like him, but somehow Matt understood he couldn't grow into "himself" if he was just stuck there in London, it wasn't healthy for him to be stagnant, and Matt understood that. He was the only one whose eyes he could meet when he left, Matt had looked sad, but he smiled at him nonetheless. (mid 30s) Met him again but on the battlefield. The bomb hit. Matt had been the most mutilated out of all of them, but Tord managed to save him. Matt was in a coma for a while, leading Tord down a depressive spiral, worried that Matt would never come to. He spent almost every day visiting his ward, just to stand watch for a few hours and talk to him. (late 30s) Matt eventually woke up, but with complications, his memory became shoddy and mostly jumbled. He remembers things sometimes, but sometimes he doesn't. This became something of a heavy point of guilt for Tord, and he became extremely devastated when Matt forgot him. While true that he didn't become close with Matt in their early years, he treasured the moments he managed to have with him later on. Now he was back to being a stranger. It felt like he had lost Matt on that battlefield anyway.

#asks #ew Stay AU #long post #featuring angst #also holy shit you guys are giving me a lot of asks skjfskdj #ITS ALMOST MIDNIGHT HERE I'LL GET TO THEM TOMORROW OK??#NIGHT #tomtord

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ironleonine · 6 months

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info dump for charlie!

STAND USER: Charlotte 'CHARLIE' Hunt. STAND: Iron Lady, STAND POWER: Hemokinesis // Blood Manipulation, HOWEVER if IRON LADYconsumes a large quanitity of blood ( aka multiple foes ) in battle, she'll enter a phase known as BLOODLUST, becoming an uncontrollable beast that can't distinguish foe or enemy, this also affects the USER into a delirium state as they share the same mind.

IRON LADY is a lioness-headed Stand with a humanoid body, a stand that's give and take as she must feed IRON LADY her blood if she were to use her ability, she can manipulate the iron within her blood to form weapons of however she sees fit from making a tiny needle to a harpoon, however LADY can only manipulate her master's unless she's tastes the enemy's blood, she's a close ranged stand with high strength and endurance however lacks speed.

DOT: August 22nd 1967, GENDER: Female, AGE: 20, HEIGHT; 5'10, EYES: Green, HAIR: Brown, BLOOD TYPE: B, PARENTS: John Hunt & Joan Waren, PLACE OF ORIGIN: Chicago, USA, TIMELINE: Stardust Crusaders-Stone Ocean Japanese VA: Sachi Kokuryu // Romi Park

CHARLIE awoke to her stand at eighteen, the same day her parents were murdered by her uncle who had sold his soul to DIO, and craved for the promised immortal life he would get for proving his loyalty, she had walked in after the deed was done, her uncle had gone to kill her as an extra contribute only for something inside of her to snap in that moment, she was frozen in place, she felt the heat pour into the ground leaving her body cold, still.. like a husk; she couldn't even blink, time seemed to slow down and then... like a bolt of lightening, she was alive. IRON LADY protected her master, redirecting the knife back proving their strength by snapping his arm completely backwards, driving the blade into his neck, supposedly killing him by bleeding out, however he didn't die that night for his body disappeared when authorities arrived.

leaving CHARLIE with a stand and the name DIO, for the next two years she trained with her stand, getting inmvolved with underground fighting, using her stand to train as well as cheat to get the money together to investigate DIO herself, that was until news of this impossible-to-beat 'guy's with a sixty-seven winstreak with insane strength gets noticed by a SPEEDWAGON FOUNDATION AGENT, tasked in looking out for STAND USERS, for a possible ally, or an enemy. CHARLIE at first brushes AVDOL and JOSEPH off believing them to be undercover cops until AVDOL makes a propostion, since fighting was her shtick, why don't they have a one-on-one; if she wins, they leave... and if he wins, she'll answer their questions.

the next thing she knew, she was enjoying her last smoke in her homeland for a while, she was going to EGYPT.

CHARACTISTICS

charlie is androgynous, so much so that she looks more like a young man than a woman, a trait she got bullied for once puberty screwed her over that the teens would nickname charlie to humilate her, which lead to her becoming a very angry and outcasted teenager, ending up embracing the name and the rage that came with it.

having awoken to a stand with no guidance, she wasn't aware to extent of her stand's ability and learned what it was during her duel with AVDOL.

she took on the charlie identity even more after her parents died to use her androgny to get into underground fighting which was very male dominated to get in and rise the ranks to get money.

charlie has scarred hands, skinned and calloused by the knuckles from fighting as well as thirty-seven dystinct scars all over both hands, thirty seven being the amount of stab wounds combined to murder her parents, as a means to fight him with his own sins staring him in the face. Each scar marked is a victory she had while in the underground meaning she was undefeated with a sixty-seven win streak, all possible thanks to her stand.

she has musophobia. (fear of mice)

when angered charlie will often exclaim 'GRWL' especially after she's been taunted.

her favourite flower are lotuses.

she has golden studs in her ears.

charlie's favourite alcohol is beer, which is a nod to the red-dyed beer in SEKHMET'S story, what IRON LADY is based on.

her favourite fruit is watermelon.

her favourite colour is gold.

NICKNAMES: charlie-boy, lottie ( by her uncle only )

she smokes.

she's American-German descent.

known quotes being 'guys like you piss me off', 'GRWL! i'll have you in my teeth!' 'didn't mama tell you, you look with your eyes and not your hands?'

charlie would often remark her grandfather would say she was an 'OX' in a past life in regards to her rather lean body as she began to develop quite masculine way back in her teens, which is an easter egg and hint that her grandfather was in fact one of the soldiers TEQUILA JOSEPH knocked out.

she had a chain around her neck holding her parents wedding rings, two golden wedding bands which unfortunately get lost in the ocean in favour of saving ANNE.

charlie has a massive preference for meat in meals, particulary beef which can be because of the iron intake in order to maintain her stand power, having a weakness for japanese BBQ beef, 'Yakiniku'.

#( charlie tbtl;; )#( lil bit of info! )#( would of made a page but its bein well glitchy rn )#( i'm sorry if this sounds stupid i hope its good! )

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