stinkysleeveless 🔞

His dad always came back. Eventually. But this time was different. It had been days. He must’ve really upset Dad this time—must’ve been a real bad kid, like everyone always said. Canada, 1975. A young Trevor Philips is abandoned at the mall by his father. This is what happened next.

The last three chapters have been posted and the story is now complete! Thank you SO much to anyone out there who's been reading along so far. I really, really, really appreciate it 🧡

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63473758

If someone made a tagged post detailing everything they disliked about the style/concepts of the fanart in a fandom, I think most of us would agree that was pretty rude. But for some reason, writers don't always seem to get that same courtesy.

Even if it's not your cup of tea, that fic was still the product of a deeply personal (and often very, very long) creative process. By all means, curate your own experience and read what you enjoy. Of course you don't have to like every fic, or every interpretation of a character.