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After the death of William “Bill” Fogarty II, Chamomile’s matches were brutal. If the burden of losing a coach weighed heavily on the fighter, the addition of losing a father was the straw that broke her back. Clean cut matches turned drawn out and barbaric. Ricky, the owner of the viper pit fighting ring and one of Chamomile’s few friends, had apparently stopped her from fighting for a few months after that.

“my ring looks like a crime scene Sweet Tea. what the fuck was that.”

her dad called her that. it’s been her fighter name ever since.

Chamomile Fogarty circa 2001.

Her fists are her favourite, and she’s got an insatiable love for blood. It’s no surprise that her first love was boxing. Chamomile had her first fight at the age of five; a boy tried to shove her off the swing at the playground her father had taken her to — the boy left the playground running to his mother, nose clutched with a blood-stained shirt as Chamomile sat smiling on the swing.

i love drawing her so so much!! (fun fact she’s actually modelled after a photo of me in this drawing) more of her to come for sure, i’m really enjoying making an oc for the first time in a long time.

Chamomile Fogarty,

my oc that exists within the universe of “american tradition” & “far gone and out”, by @carnalhaus!! (got inspired to make one by @fromthegarden :D)

bartender by day, boxer by night — pouring shots and spilling blood.