#kitty euphoria

[blueribbonbaby]

[wildnfreefangirl]

The gang r*pe scene was SO difficult to watch like my heart hurt for Kitty. :(

[peachypills-tomsumbrella-blubru]

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Kitty Wheeler, sister of Nancy Wheeler, Holly Wheeler and Mike Wheeler. She falls for Steve and Steve falls for Kitty after a night of comfort. Billy flirts with Kitty and its a whole love triangle between the three.

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Euphoria - Ashtray

[randomcactaceae]

thinking of headcannoning kitty x angel just for fun

[stressedemoblackbratz]

unforgiven

pairing: fez x sibling!reader, ashtray x sibling!reader, marie “kitty” o’neill x granddaughter!reader

warnings: swearing, violence, mention of drugs, and child abuse.

request: could you do something with fezco having a sister and either include her to his backstory or make her own backstory for maybe episode 2?

a/n: my second fez request! i’m excited about this one. i hope you enjoy baby!

words: 1,063 + not proofread

daddy, daddy why’d you break your promises to me? daddy, daddy don’t you know you hurt me constantly?

you don’t really remember your first day in the house, you just remember your first memories starting with Fez waving a doll in your face.

grandma kitty, as you liked to call her, used to tell you stories about how you first met. she always told you she beat your dad’s ass in the street before she grabbed you and took off.

that never concerned you though, knowing the life you had been given there was no way your dad was a good person.

the more in depth story Fez would tell you when kitty was too sick to do so.

“you was about 3 or 4 when you rolled up in here.” he said through a cloud of smoke. “you were on the couch eating gummy bears watching some childish ass show. i can’t really remember, but when i turned the corner there you were eating and clutching grandma’s good pillows.” he would laugh. you were so tiny and timid looking. eyes wide with wonder as you stared at the flashing tv colors.

“and then what?” you would always ask.

“i sat beside you and decided we were gonna share your food, that shit was really mines anyways. you weren’t scared of me. you actually climbed in my lap and fell asleep. it was one of the most awkward, but calming experiences i’ve ever had, but i knew from that moment i wasn’t gonna let anybody hurt you.” he explained nodding at you.

“i was a few years older, but i was ready to protect you with my life, i still am. i feel the exact same about Ash.” he said turning to the boy who laid in your lap listening to the story.

“so what the fuck happened to her pops though?” Ash asked waiting for the gory details.

“to be honest dude,” Fez sighed. “her dad was a creep. he hung out with Cal and used to push product. he messed with grandma’s shit. he was already on her list because she don’t like anybody that messes with kids, but him overstepping her boundaries? that shit sped the process along.” you grimaced at the mention of Cal Jacobs. he was a creep who was known for preying on young boys and trans women, your friend Jules being a target.

to know your dad associated with that made your heartache.

“she beat his ass and ran his leg over or something.” Fez finished.

“now Ash, you was collateral damage. somebody didn’t pay up so they dropped you off as one. y/n saw whoever it was that dropped you off, but she was too young to remember shit.” Ash nodded his head at the fact he had just been given away. you brushed your hand across his short hair to try and provide him with some kind of comfort.

Fez suddenly started laughing. “i came home to a baby in the hallway and y/n making you a fucking picture. imagine how fucking confused i was. i was scared i’d come back to more. fucking orphanage for the unfortunate.”

Ash sat up. “and then your accident with grandma happened and then she got sick and now we’re here.” he said finishing the tale you had heard plenty of times before.

you remember Fez dragging her to the backseat before strapping you and Ash both into the passenger seat and attempting to drive to the hospital. it was one of the two times you felt fear as a child. your caregiver limp on the ground, now your big brother swerving frantically through bright lights, and your baby brother crying into your too big shirt.

as you got older you started to get hit with memory’s of your father, one’s you had never been told before.

it was violence. extreme violence to your younger self.

at about the age of 12 you would dream about the man you were told who was your father locking you in closets for hours while you cried, burning you with cigarettes, hitting you and leaving marks, and anything else a dad wasn’t supposed to do to his child.

you never told anybody because you thought it was sick nightmare, but you learned differently a few hours into your 17th birthday.

it was 4 am and you knew Ash was sleeping. Fez left on business a few hours earlier. you sat in the living room shaking from yet another nightmare that plagued your mind for the last 5 years.

you saw your dad about to slam a glass cup at your head before you were grabbed. whoever grabbed you forced you to wake up and jump in fright. nobody was there when your wide eyes searched the area of your still lit room.

you had been on the couch ever since.

when the front door creaked open and a shadowy figure slid into the hall you held your breath.

it was obviously Fez and when you saw him staring at your shaking figure you could finally breathe.

“F-Fezzy please.” you cried your lip trembling. he quickly got to you and held you as you cried in his shirt. your fingers tightly gripping his sweater and his hands held your head to chest.

fingers still in his shirt you pulled back to look him in the eyes.

“did he hurt me?” you asked him.

Fez was confused. he thought somebody had came in and attacked you or your you had relationship problems with some random.

“who? did who the fuck hurt you?” Fez asked pulling your hair out of your puffy face.

“my dad.” you stated with more tears falling at the saddening face of Fez.

so it was true.

you had weird “birth marks”, a fear of the dark in your teens, and flinched at the randomest things and now if all made sense.

“she told me he did. he um…” Fez paused. “listen y/n he was a bad dude, but she stopped it before it went any further. you’re safe with us now sweetheart I promise.” his own eyes watering as he pulled you back into his chest.

“i’m not gonna let shit else happened to you, you hear me? nothing.”

that meant grandma kitty grabbed you.

and there you laid on your big brothers chest crying into your 17th birthday.

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Euphoria - Fezco’s world