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The Sentinel's Silence I Sequel to Stained Glass Skin I Stranger Things Fanfic by _vrixssie
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Stained Glass Skin Sequel It's 1984 and the citizens of Hawkins, Indiana are still reeling from the horrors of the Demogorgon and the secrets of Hawkins Lab. Will Byers has been rescued from the Upside Down, but a larger, sinister entity still threatens those who survived. For Vrixssie Hamilton, the battle didn't end when the gate was closed. Clad in her signature leather and heavy boots, she has become the self-appointed sentinel for the kids who saw too much, protecting Mike, Dustin, Lucas, and a fragile Will from a world that wants to pretend they're just "normal" teenagers. But beneath her long sleeves and sharp, defensive exterior, Vrixssie is fighting a war on two fronts. As a terrifying new shadow grows over the town, Vrixssie must navigate the return of the supernatural while guarding the one secret she fears most: the truth about the "perfect" Hamilton household. Behind closed doors, the boutique-owner facade of her mother hides a violence that leaves scars Vrixssie is desperate to keep buried. When a new, predatory force arrives in Hawkins and catches a glimpse behind her armor, Vrixssie's carefully constructed world begins to fracture. To keep the Party safe and her own secrets silent, she will have to decide how much of herself she's willing to sacrifice. Some secrets are kept in the dark. Others are wiped away.
Stained Glass Skin I Stranger Things Fanfiction by _vrixssie
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Vrixssie is a masterpiece of deception. To the town of Hawkins, she's a delinquent. To her mother, Veronica, she's a mess that needs to be scrubbed clean. To herself? She's just a girl trying to survive until the next morning without breaking. Vrixssie doesn't believe in heroes. In her world, you either bite or you get bitten. She's spent years perfecting the art of the scowl, using her tattered paperbacks and a sharp tongue to keep everyone in Hawkins at arm's length. It was the only way to hide the bruises her mother left behind-and the only way to keep the darkness from leaking out. But to Will, Mike, Lucas, and Dustin, she's the only thing standing between them and the dark. Caught between a government conspiracy, a girl with terrifying psychic powers, and a faceless creature that feeds on blood, Vrixssie becomes the jagged edge of the search party. She's the girl who brings a gun to a flashlight fight. The girl who will drive a knife through her own hand just to keep a friend from getting killed. As the lights flicker and the bodies pile up, Vrixssie finds herself pulled into the orbits of those she tried to push away. From the quiet intensity of Jonathan Byers to the unexpected heat of the town's golden boy, Steve Harrington, the stakes are rising. But in a town where everything is turning upside down, Vrixssie has to learn that the only thing scarier than the monster in the woods... is the possibility of someone finally seeing her for who she is. (All credits to the rightful owner of this picture)
Saints Don't Confess I Euphoria Fanfiction by _vrixssie
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In the wealthy, prayer-filled town of East Highland, Seraphine Devereux is what every parent wants their daughter to be. Beautiful. Polite. Intelligent. Devoted to God. A girl wrapped in silence and perfection. But perfection is fragile. And Seraphine has learned that the most dangerous lies are the ones that look holy from the outside. When she was younger, she lost the only person she ever loved under circumstances no one ever speaks about-circumstances tied to her own family's power, influence, and faith. Now, she lives two lives: one that prays in church pews... and one that quietly tears her world apart from the inside. As she begins stealing from the very family that raised her, Seraphine isn't just running from them. She's collecting proof. Proof of what they did. Proof of what they are. Proof that heaven, in her world, has always been controlled by people who never intended to save her. But in a town where everyone is watching-and everyone is hiding something-truth is never safe. And Seraphine Devereux is running out of places to bury hers.