Violentthings Stories

On a Tuesday night, Mykie sat in her room alone, clutching her phone; fearful, anxious, and unable to stop from smiling. She had to be careful, as anything less than precise calculations could lead to the end of life as she knew it, but she was almost ready to take the risk. As long as her parents never found out, Mykie could finally try to be who she felt she was since she'd figured out that she didn't like boys. But hiding the happiest part of her life wasn't as easy as she bargained for. And, at the same time on that same Tuesday, a girl named Rue turned the keys in the ignition of her car. Everything seemed so normal, except for one tiny problem. Rue had finally realized that, despite what everyone thought, they weren't a girl at all. They hadn't talked to anyone besides Frankie about their struggle with lack of gender. Once the question of identity was opened, the rest of their life started to both fall into place and completely reshape. Rue needed to reintroduce themself to the world. And that terrified them. When their stories combine, what could possibly go sideways... besides everything?

Distraught and dysfunctional are the perfect couple; you rarely see one without the other. So why wouldn't people with those qualities be the same? ~yeah that was the whole description~ ~sorry im a disappointment~ ~this is a Daltrick ship (Dallon x Patrick) which just happens to be one of my fav ships bc they are two of my fav people~ ~also sorry if this ruins the ship for you~ ~inspired by the song "Goodnight Socialite" by The Brobecks~

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