#Allie Pressman Gif

[s1ater]

hell v heaven.

pairings. harry bingham x fem!reader

about. reader gets scolded by her friend only for harry to defend her

warnings. swearing

from ricky's mailbox to yours. I don't expect anything from this, I just wanted to post because I miss this damn show

west ham was always ordinarily boring and filled to the brim with people who had their pockets filled with more than enough money to know what to do with.

your life was a repetitive process and ran on a schedule that really never changed unless you chose to eat breakfast for once in your life, which you never really did--or take your mom up on the offer to go on walks—which you also really never did.

the day you got off that bus and found no parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, or even siblings was a day you couldn’t help but sigh in relief with finding a loss of obligations and responsibilities. you felt a lift from your shoulders and a greatness fill your chest as you finally let go and fell from your schedule.

but it wasn’t funny and you were no longer having any fun the moment you discovered your situation was permanent and a forest had overgrown all roads and tracks out of this new found nightmare of yours.

“you think god's trying to teach us a lesson?” you looked up from your book seeing your friend maddie who had her lips pressed into a thin line, still trying to figure out this whole predicament.

even as this was a nightmare and you weren’t used to change, you found yourself leaning away from getting caught up in caring so much or getting too emotional about it. you figured you could be in worse situations and at least you were still alive.

“i don’t think it’s that deep,” you mumbled carelessly, flipping the page to your book, not sparing another glance to her till she stands up with a huff and grumble, clenching and unclenching her fists while exiting harry’s living room.

but then she felt herself flipping around, facing you and your slightly confused expression, “what’s your problem?”

you frowned a little deeper as she stood before you with her poised posture, seeming more angered than you had ever seen her, “what?-” you shared a look with harry who seemed just as lost as you did before she cut you off.

“because ever since we discovered we’re trapped here it seems like you couldn’t give a damn and it’s really pissing me off,” she exhaled roughly with her chest puffing in and out with air, like she had been waiting a long time to say this. “you’re not here for anyone and i haven’t heard you cry once either, y/n.”

“you want me.. you want me to cry?” you raised an eyebrow, slightly taken aback.

“yes, y/n, because i’m really close to thinking you’re a sociopath-”

“woah, woah, woah, maddie” harry shook his head with his lips deeply curved downwards, “shut up.”

“don’t tell me to ‘shut up’ harry.”

“don’t be a cunt, maddie,” he scoffs, looking at her as if she were a fool. his stare is harsh and she even slowly begins to feel like one with how hard and taunting his eyes are.

if harry had a skill in something, it'd be his way of looking down on people and making them feel his disgust and repulsion toward them. harry had to be one of the most arrogant people you had met, but at least his arrogance came in handy in situations where you needed defense.

"whatever, harry," she rolls her eyes at him, trying to push off the sickening feeling he pushed on to her. "you two deserve each other, especially if you're both enjoying this little vacation we were gifted."

harry sits in the grey chair maddie previously sat in, "you okay?"

"yeah, I'm good."

“you sure?”

you look up to him, finally meeting his dialed in expression that was genuine and curious to your well being.

strange.

it was things like this that gave you somewhat joy that you no longer had a schedule, that kept you from hating your new reality.

west ham turning upside down revealed a lot about your fellow classmates and even best friend’s character, as seen seconds ago. you couldn’t decipher whether or not you found joy in the fact of that, but right now, with harry sitting across from you and close to reach out to you, was something you knew you enjoyed.

before, in your tight knit schedule, harry didn’t fit in it. he was only a family friend you saw at birthdays and conjoined vacations since the beginning of your memory, but nothing more.

“yeah, i’m sure,” you pressed your lips into a thin line.

“i don’t think she understands people handle grief differently,” he looks sympathetic but drops any attempt to move closer with a reach of comfort upon realization that you were really fine.

“you think i’m in grief?”

he pauses, doesn’t look at you for a minute with silence as he narrows his eyebrows before looking up to meet your eyes, “i mean, aren’t we all?”

aren’t we all?

jesus, maybe you were a sociopath.

“i-uh-“

“y/n,” he stops you, shaking his hand. “when-when my father died, i didn’t think it was real. all these people came up to me, your parents, all would walk up, apologize, offer their condolences, but i never really understood. what was the big deal?—just a death, right?”

he offers an awkward smile with a glance through his eyelashes, before looking back to his carpet, “thing was, i didn’t realize that that death, was my fathers death—i mean i did, my body didn’t. i was in denial.”

silence. you both think about his words.

the way he spoke was really smart--it surprised you that it was him that they were coming from. not only did you start to enjoy his company, but his words...

“i shouldn’t have-“

“no,” you cut him from his potential regret in sharing. you knew that took a lot from him. “maybe you're right… or maybe maddie is. maybe i really am a sociopath.”

"y/n, that's an insane thing to say," he shakes his head, still looking down, but now at his hands as he begins to rub them together. "everyone handles grief differently," he repeats, "especially something like this; especially something that feels nowhere near real."

you stare at harry, blinking, while he stares back at you with a thin-lipped smile. you felt your chest tighten to an extreme as you continued to watch, thinking about his words that tumble around in your head. you somehow couldn't grasp it; the reassurance. but rather... you were more hung up on the matter that it was him saying such kind words to you.

everyone knew harry was the biggest asshole in west ham and he had no shame in it. everyone would call you a liar is you ever exposed the conversation; harry didn't have a nice bone in his body, so how was it that he had just created one of the nicest convos you had ever had with anyone?

your chest pulls into a ball even more. you feel like you can't breathe.

what was happening to you?

you hadn't felt a pang of sadness till now.

"you okay?"

you hate that question.

"yeah, i'm okay."

"you sure?" he's leaning towards you, his eyes prying.

you feel the pressure intensify, but this time around your eyes as if something had the need to be forced out.

fuck, not now.

"y/n, woah," he's quick to come closer to you, now kneeling before you with his hands on your face.

“i shouldn’t be crying-“

he shushes you as he tries his best to clear your face from the salty tears that begin to run down your cheeks like a hill. he smiles lightly to your embarrassment while shaking his head, “crying is fine.”

“i feel bad.”

“for what?”

“harry, i don’t even feel bad about them being gone,” you sniff, wiping your face from the wetness quickly. “i feel bad about you and your father and everything.”

“oh?” he seems caught off guard about this, taking a step back from your distraught stare. “why?”

you stare over at him with wide doe eyes, something that looks like fear for the matter of having to provide an explanation. you glance to the side, also leaning away from him, bracing yourself to answer. you feel even more choked up, like your throat had been clogged and stuffed with toilet paper--or whatever it was to help you not speak.

"my parents-" you sniff, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. "god, I hated my parents--so I'm not sorry that I'm not sad about something that is ultimately a blessing... but I am sorry that this has happened to you... all of you."

he stares. he feels as if he's about to explode.

"I'm sorry, harry--that you had to lose your father and your mother as fast as you did," you shake your head, "I'm sorry that you think that that's how I feel about my own parents."

why does he feel like this?

his hand is mid air, reaching to clasp his chest as if consoling his heart, but it doesn't goes as far to make contact.

he feels strange. he doesn't know how to cope with someone he has known for so long revealing what must have been the biggest burden on their shoulders, hidden in plain sight from him, as well as gushing about sympathy for him--he hates that.

as for the other thing; harry had known you since the beginning of time, he knew your parents since the beginning of time. you were both absorbed within the same lifestyle but the two of you were never anything more than acquaintances.

he found it strange that he could see your life so clearly like it was his own, but it seemed that was only the surface of a glass window that only you and your family allowed people to see.

"y/n, you're not a sociopath," he finally says, "sociopaths don't feel sympathy for other people. you're just in a difficult situation that no kid will understand because their parents are their heroes."

he pinches the bridge of his nose, finally looking up to you, "you also shouldn't feel bad for me."

you looked at him confused, urging him to explain.

"none of us are saints, y/n. somehow i think we all deserve this," he runs a hand down the front of his face. "you... you're just somehow better than the rest of us, this is a vacation god has granted you."

you stifle a laugh, shaking your head.

he smiles in return before dropping his face into a softer expression, reaching for your hand, "you good?"

"yeah, i'm good," you nod.

"good," he squeezes your hand. "enjoy heaven while you have it."

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 176. harry bingham and allie pressman - the society “You don’t have to be ashamed. I think we know each other pretty well.”

[myloveoffandoms]

Female Characters that make me question my sexuality: P1

Katherine Pierce

Tori Vega and Jade West

Buffy Summers

Izzy Lightwood

Rikki Chadwick

Faye Chamberline

Clarke Griffin and Octavia Blake

Dorcas and Prudence

Allie Pressman

Rue Bennett and Maddy Perez

[viinchester]

The Society :: 01.10 — How It Happens

The Coup // The Arrest

(Allie Pressman, Will LeClair, Gordie Monero, Clark Beecher, Luke Holbrook, Jason Alvarado, Campbell Eliot, Shoe)

Links: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || x || Part 5 || Part 6

[lindsay-weirs]

HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY, KATHRYN NEWTON !

2023 is going to be the year of kathryn !

[fandomcrackships]

Kathryn Newton and Belmont Cameli

Requested: @bite-me-bitchh

Inspired: More Than Friends [Meghan Trainor]

[serendipitous-cinephile]

The Society || Allie and “The Poseidon Adventure”

[lcstinfantasy]

muse: allie pressman

❛ you don't have to pretend anymore … no one's looking anyway. ❜

[citrusfield]

@stormbrews

sitting on the cold floor with her knees pressed to her chest, allie finds herself counting the wine bottles along the opposite wall for what may be the tenth time today. it’s a monotonous and headache inducing task, but there’s not much else around to help pass the time, and she had to try something to stop the nervous picking at the scab above her eyebrow. surprisingly, it’s been working so far, tired eyes scanning the various bottles of merlot when she hears footsteps begin to descend the stairs to the cellar. “you might as well head back upstairs," she sighs. "i’m not interested in being interrogated right now.”

[kathryndaily]

Kathryn Newton as Allie Pressman THE SOCIETY 1.01 | "What Happened?"

[imaginefan]

Challenges

Cassandra Pressman X GN!Reader (I don't think there is a gender assigned to the reader at any point, let me know if I'm wrong)

Word Count: 1430

Requested: @awakeandreading

Request: heyy it’s been a while but i read your stories about the society and if you wanted i had a request. cassandra never died cause was cured, she’s my love interest. we became rulers, even if we got someone to face (maybe harry or campbell). i just want a story with cassandra and maybe some drama. pleasee i would love to

Warning: Cannon typical violence, cannon divergence, spoliers

You will thank your parents for the self defence training that they made you take before all of this happened, your father worked in the police force. Dewey was easy enough to disarm considering he was skinny, barely knew how to hold a gun and in all honesty you didn’t think that he really wanted to do this anyway. This being shooting Cassandra who you had stayed behind with the clean up.

“Dewey what the hell are you doing!?” Cassandra asked. “He was trying to kill you.” You answered, putting safety back on the gun with your foot placed firmly on his chest to stop him from moving. “K-kill me? Why?” She asked. “You gonna answer that?” You asked, looking down at him. “You can’t make me say anything!” He glared at the both of you and you shrugged. “You're right but we both know that you're on your own now, the person who put you up to this isn’t coming to save you, there’s nowhere for you to go after all.” You shrugged. “I’m not telling you anything!” He repeated the sentence as if it were the only one that he knew and for a second you figured you felt the way that your parents did whenever they had to question someone. “What’s going on!?” Someone yelled, it was then that you realised that with a shot going off that you would call the attention of others, in fact you weren’t sure how he intended to get away with it, just more proof that it was a plan made for him to take the fall. “I know that we’ve only just got here but we need somewhere to hold him, at least until we can get him to talk.” You explained as you looked back at Cassandra. “Somewhere to keep him?” Cassandra asked. “What happened?” Gordie and Allie appeared next to Cassandra, Grizz and Luke close second being Helena and Becca. “Why are you holding a gun?” “He tried to shoot Cassandra.” You answered “we need to find somewhere to hold him, until we can properly talk to him, at the moment he doesn’t want to talk to anyone that will change though.” “How do you know that?” Grizz asked. “It always does, look, just watch him until I’m going to check my place, if I remember right there should be a key to the station in the house, we can at least keep him in a cell until we figure all of this out.” You explained. “Sounds like a good plan.” Grizz nodded as he walked over, your eyes cast over the crowd of people catching the eye of Campbell who was leaning against a tree, Harry seemed to be saying something to him but he wasn’t paying attention. Instead he was watching you with his arm crossed over his chest, when you narrowed your eyes at him he only smirked, he had to have something to do with it.

The following day the boys volunteered to do rotations for watching Dewey, it was late morning when you showed up at the station to talk to Dewey. Campbell was already there when you got there “what are you doing here?” You asked. “Offering my services.” Campbell answered. “Services?” You asked. “To look after the prisoner.” He answered. “You aren’t going anywhere near that prisoner.” You smirked, crossing your arms, eyes cast over to the door leading to the holding cell. “Why is that?” He asked. “Because you definitely had something to do with it, so you won’t be helping with anything.” You explained as you walked past him. “What makes you think I have anything to do with this?” He asked, grabbing your arm as you attempted to breeze past him. “There’s only one person that everyone is scared of crossing and that’s you.” You answered “anyone else and he would have told me who it was but you, I bet he figures that we won’t kill him but you will.” “Is that so? Why not put me in a cell too?” Campbell asked. “Because you were smart enough not to leave any evidence, even if he did tell us it was you there would be no way to prove it… Am I right?” You asked. “Let me know if you find anything…” Campbell smirked as he turned and walked away. “Don’t worry you’ll be the first to know.” You mumbled. “How do you do that?” Luke asked. “What?” You asked. “Stand up to him like that?” He asked. “He’s human nothing more, I’d much rather be killed fighting then live hiding, don’t you think?” You asked.

You walked into the room where the holding cells were located in “hey there Greg, you hungry?” You asked, holding the bag of food through the bars dropping it to the floor when he didn’t answer you. “I’m not going to talk to you if you bring me food either.” He glared at you and you shrugged. “You can keep being defensive all you like, I’m pretty sure that the other person involved can’t be implicated, so there are no other suspects and no reason to question you. I’m feeding you because Cassandra wants you to have a fair trial like you would have back home, so next time you see her thank her.” You turned to leave after that no intention of staying any longer. “He told me to do it.” Dewey finally said. “He?” You asked. “Campbell, he was the one that put me up to it.” He explained. “He wanted you to kill his cousin?” You asked. “Was anyone else there?” “Others were there but we were all high.” He answered. “You should have said no.” You mumbled as you finally walked out.

“So Campbell is the one that we need to get rid of.” Allie said. “It’s not that easy, if we do anything short of what would have been done at home then we’re the same as him and that just starts a civil war, the only way to beat him is to make him think that he’s winning.” You said your hands rested on the back of the chair that Cassandra was sitting in. “You have to be careful.” Sam said “Our parents got him tested before, they never told anyone but he was diagnosed psychopath.” “I mean he is living up to the stereotype.” You sighed as your grip tightened on the chair, Cassandra moved her hand up to press against yours. “Okay fine if we can’t do anything about him then what are we doing with Dewey?” Allie asked. “That’s up to Cassandra, the crime was committed against her, once the trial is done, I think we should leave the punishment up to her, the same as any other crime against any other person.” You explained, people seemed to nod in agreement “but whatever you decide you have to carry out yourself.”

The trial came around all too quickly and much like everyone thought it was an open and shut case, with you being the eye witness and able to give you recount of the events it was now just up to Cassandra what she wanted to do with Dewey. The following night you were finding it hard to sleep, mostly because you could sense that Cassandra was struggling, you turned over to face her resting your head on your arm. “What’s going on?” You asked. “I’m sorry did I wake you?” She asked. “No I wasn’t actually asleep, is it Dewey?” You asked. “Not really, I’m more worried about Campbell, if it’s true that he was behind trying to get me killed.” Cassandra explained. “What if there are others that are against me leading?” “Then they should say something, or they can leave, no one is stopping them from leaving.” You shrugged. “I promise you that I will not let anything happen to you, my parents have taught me to look after myself and everyone around me, I can teach you the same or I can protect you the way that you need.” “You would do that?” Cassandra asked. “I will, I’m also making it my personal mission to dismantle the threat he poses or get rid of him all together.” You promised. “Thank you.” She said softly, eyes started to flutter. “Go to sleep. I ‘ll be here in the morning.” You lifted your hand running your fingers gently through her hair guiding her to sleep only falling asleep yourself when you were sure that she was resting, your promise still on your mind and a plan forming in your head.

Requests and general question!

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

The Society OCs! Bc I just finished it!

Other than Laurie (that was born even before I actually started the show lmao my boy) (that finally has a LI and a plot yay!) now I have so much more ocs (and even more ideas to introduce lol so I will do another post asap)

Maisie Pressman - The youngest Pressman; the black sheep of the family; TBD ship

FC: Sydney Sweeney

Beatrice "Bambi" Vaughn - the baby of New Ham; she wanted to go with her sibilings at the camp (she started screaming and her parents were like okay okay just stop) so she ended up with the others; "jeez teens are idiots" (technically is a teen herself, she's just a year younger lol)

FC: Sadie Sink

Eva Vaughn - middle child; tries to keep her younger sister from getting killed and her big brother from dying bc he can't take care of himself; Allie & Harry ship

FC: Abigail Cowen

James Vaughn - oldest person in New Ham; is trying to keep everyone safe (doesn't really work but he tries 🥺); "yeah yeah I'm fine" and then proceeds to faint

FC: Cameron Monaghan

Chelsie Wu - Clara's twin sister, Helena's cousin; the "mean bisexual" to Clara's "even meaner lesbian"; TBD ship

FC: Lola Tung

Clara Wu - Chelsie's twin sister, Helena's cousin; the "even meaner lesbian" to Chelsie's mean bisexual; Elle ship

FC: Havana Rose Liu

Isabelle "Izzy" Tomkins - Elle's sister; Campbell is her number one enemy; TBD ship

FC: Olivia Scott Welch

Amaya Luz - the little music lover/future singer of West Ham; tries to keep the moral up with her music (doesn't really work but we love the spirit); Allie ship

FC: Rachel Zegler

[viinchester]

The Society :: 01.10 — How It Happens

The Coup // The Arrest

(Allie Pressman, Luke Holbrook, Campbell Eliot, Shoe)

Links: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || x

[diazly]

10 characters 10 fandoms 10 tags

Rules: name 10 of your favourite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people to do the same.

tagged by @eddiediaaz + @two-cut-lines + @evanbuvkley <3

no particular order:

eddie diaz (beloved) (911)

jj maybank (obx)

lucy chen (the rookie)

leah rilke (the wilds)

ava coleman (abbott elementary)

winston bishop (new girl)

arthur pendragon (merlin)

allie pressman (the society)

percy jackson (pjo)

adam parrish (trc)

no gifs :(

tagging: @labyrinthbuck @anxieteandbiscuits @paranoidbean @queerbuck @swiftiebuckleys @dadbodeddie @trashendence @therapizededdie @alkaysani @suledins ya know if you feel like it

[marrenseve]

SWAP ALERT ! allie pressman ( the society ) & daphne blake ( scooby doo ) have been dropped, & pamela isley / poison ivy ( dc ) & rio vidal ( marvel ) have been reserved for riel until 11 / 02 !

[palmviewfm]

could you recommend a few more counterparts from shows / movies / books you haven't suggested yet? none of the ones so far are standing out to me :(

oh,  yes,  of  course  friend  !  that's  totally  fine.  trust  me  when i say that  coming  up  with  the  counterparts  can  be  the  hardest  part  of  the  app  !  at least it was for me, so i understand ! those  are  just  there  to  help  give  ideas.   they  aren't  the  only  counterparts  that  you  have  to  use, so never hesitate to ask if you need more options from those listed  !  as  for  some  more  counterpart  ideas,  i  can  suggest:  veronica  mars,  shauna  shipman,  jackie  taylor,  jennifer  jareau,  laney  boggs,  zack  siler,  brock  hudson,  cruella  de  vil,  shiv  roy,  daenarys  targaryen,  rhaenerya  targaryen,  alicent  hightower,  sansa  stark,  daisy  jones,  karen  shirko,  camila  dunne, morticia addams, pugsley  addams,  emma  swan,  barry  allen,  harley  quinn,  poison  ivy,  tashi  duncan,  art  donaldson,  nancy drew, lucy gray, patrick  zweig,  phil  dunphy,  jenna  rink,  billy  dunne,  clary  fray,  tessa  gray,  will  herondale,  simon  lewis,  aelin  galathynius,  allie  pressman,  becca  gelb,  helena  wu,  harry  bingham,  colin  fitzgerald,  amy march, meg march, analise keating, olivia pope, hannah  heyward - dilaurentis,  garrett  graham,  john  logan,  dean  heyward - dilaurentis, sloane kensington, xavier castillo,  isabella valencia, kai young, amanda collier, stella alonso, christian harper, bridget v on ascheberg, rhys larsen, amy  pond,  cindy  berman,  deena  johnson,  samantha  fraser,  and  ziggy  berman  !