#Kenny Liu

[sgt-dignam]

what? i've had this conversation before, and i've been on the other side of it.

FROM | 1.04 // 3.07

[fromville]

Why is there a diner here? Sorry? And why is there a sheriff's station that looks like a post office? Or a goddamn, uh, travel agency sign? I mean, what kind of psycho built this place? You want—you want me to go over them one at a time, or you want... I wanna know why no one's asking those questions. We did.

From 3.07 "These Fragile Lives"

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

INFP

Ravenclaw

Neutral Good

Pisces Sun, Scorpio Moon, Aquarius Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・You had been watching Victor from afar for a long time. Listening to the other's about how long he had been trapped in this hell.

・It broke your heart

・And what else could you do but approach him? Try and befriend him?

・It wasn't easy trying to be Victor's friend, he had a lot of walls up, a lot of trauma that had never been dealt with

・And you were quite angry that other people in the town treated him so badly. Where was their compassion?

・There would be plenty of times that Victor saves your life. He knows the terrain like the back of his hand, and would always be there when there's an emergency to make sure you're safe

・Knows your favourite things and tries to scavenge them for you

・If you lived at Colony House, you would stay in a room close to Victor. Through the day basically following him and asking questions about the place

・It took Victor a while to let you in; let his walls down and allow you to see the vulnerable parts of him

・Any time someone talks rudely to him, you're straight there - putting people in their place.

・No one messes with Victor anymore. No one.

・Victor didn't know what to do at first, usually he just ran away when someone got too aggressive (or got out his gun in extreme situations)

・Talking of his gun, he's used it to protect you as well...

"You come near them and I will pull the trigger."

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

Protector (You) x Didn't Realise How Alone They Had Been (Victor)

Older Sister x Younger Brother Dynamic

Apprehensive at First, Now Will Kill For Them (Victor) x Unwavering Loyalty (You)

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Found Family

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

The Hanging Tree by Rachel Zegler

[brotherconstant]

From 3.01 Shatter "You said this place couldn't break you. Do you remember that, Boyd?"

[dietbridgetjones]

"I couldn't help her, I couldn't, but she was brave, Kenny."

From | S03E02 | When We Go

[its-tenrose]

From + Tumblr Text Posts

[idontwikeit]

我真係唔想你去。你應承我萬事小心。平安咁返嚟。 I wish you would stay. Promise you'll be careful. Promise you'll come back.

[sculien]

She said there were people there, people who were lost. And afraid. Who found themselves living inside a nightmare that they couldn't escape. Fighting a battle they knew they couldn't win. She said they were holding onto hope, and when that hope was gone, they held on to each other.

FROM 3.02

[thrudthorsdottir]

FROM 3.01 "Shatter"

[ellisstabwound]

[likeafantasy]

FROM (2022-) — 3.02 When We Go

[sgt-dignam]

yeah. yeah, of course. thank you.

FROM 3.02 - When We Go

[fromville]

From 3.04 "There and Back Again"

[witchthewriter]

The Townspeople: Tell us your backstory Victor.

Victor (closing his eyes for 12 minutes, opening them, exhaling long and loud): No. I gotta go.

[silasplaskett]

absolutely no one got a break today. fatima can only eat rotting food and she kinda thinks her baby is a monster. jim is being tormented by a telephone. kristi is literally just trying to be a good friend and she gets caught in a bear trap. kenny wants to feed the town and avoid his emotions but everyone just wants to hug him and let him grieve. jade attempts to physically contribute to the towns wellbeing ONCE and immediately has visions of a dead man strangling him and drinking blood from a human skull. elgin wakes up from his first sleep in a week to a suicidal bird breaking shit in the house. tabitha literally going thru sleep deprived mania trying to solve the mystery of victors mom and gets so paranoid that she never left the town that the town forces her back. ethan JUST morbidly accepted that his mom is probably dead and shes literally about to show up again completely losing her mind.

[gratelove]

I Can’t Lose You

Kenny Liu x Reader

You head out to do a perimeter check before darkness falls. Night comes too quickly and you find yourself stuck, having to hide to survive. Kenny is worried sick all night, thinking he may have lost you. When morning comes, Kenny realizes life is too short to hide his feelings for you.

The night came faster than you anticipated. What had started as a quick run to check the perimeter of an abandoned house on the edge of town turned into something far more dangerous. The door you had come through was jammed, and the other exits were either boarded up or too risky to try without attracting attention from the creatures that roamed outside.

You were trapped.

Your heart raced as the sounds of the night grew louder, the telltale signs of the monsters creeping ever closer. You had no way to get back to the station. No way to let Kenny know what had happened. And he was expecting you. You had promised him you’d be back before dark, and now…

Now it was too late.

You curled up in the farthest corner of the room, your flashlight flickering as it threatened to go out completely. You weren’t sure what scared you more—the monsters outside or the thought of Kenny thinking the worst. He’d worry. You knew he would. But all you could do now was wait for morning, praying the creatures wouldn’t find you before then.

Kenny paced the station, his anxiety twisting tighter with every passing minute. You should have been back by now. The sun had long since set, and the darkness outside was alive with danger. Every sound made him jump, imagining the worst. What if something had happened to you? What if one of those things had found you? What if you were hurt, trapped, or worse…?

He slammed his hands down on the table, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to find you.

Grabbing his rifle, Kenny made for the door, his mind racing with a single thought: Find her. Now.

But as he reached for the handle, Boyd stepped in front of him, blocking his path. “Where do you think you’re going?” Boyd’s voice was stern, but there was an understanding in his eyes.

“I have to find her,” Kenny snapped, his panic rising. “She’s out there, and I can’t just stand here—”

“Kenny, you leave now, and those things will kill you before you even get halfway across town.” Boyd’s voice was steady, but firm. “If she’s alive—and I believe she is—then you need to be here for her in the morning. Going out there now won’t help her.”

Kenny clenched his fists, his body trembling with frustration and fear. “I can’t just do nothing, Boyd. I can’t just sit here and—”

“You need to stay calm,” Boyd interrupted, his voice softening. “If she’s smart—and we both know she is—she’s found somewhere to hide. She’ll make it through the night. But you need to be here when the sun comes up. If you go out there now, and something happens to you, how do you think she’ll feel?”

Kenny’s breath caught in his throat, the truth of Boyd’s words hitting him like a punch to the gut. If something happened to him, if he didn’t make it back… He couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you behind. Not like this. Not without…

He sighed, dropping his head, his heart still pounding in his chest. “I just… I can’t lose her, Boyd. I can’t.”

Boyd placed a firm hand on Kenny’s shoulder. “You won’t. But you need to be patient. Wait for morning.”

Kenny nodded, though every fiber of his being screamed at him to run out the door. But Boyd was right. He had to wait. For you.

The night dragged on, every creak, every distant sound twisting the knot in his stomach tighter. He barely slept, his mind racing with all the terrible possibilities. What if you didn’t make it? What if this was your last night in this cursed town, and he hadn’t even told you…

Told you how much you meant to him.

As the first light of dawn finally broke through the dark, Kenny didn’t hesitate. He grabbed his jacket and bolted out the door, his heart pounding as he raced through the town, calling your name. He didn’t care if anyone heard. He didn’t care if he looked desperate.

“Where are you?” he shouted, his voice raw with panic. “Please, answer me!”

The pale light of morning filtered through the cracks in the boarded-up windows, and you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding. You had made it through the night, somehow. You didn’t dare move until you heard the faint sounds of life stirring outside, the nightmare of the night beginning to fade with the daylight.

You pushed your way through the stuck door, your muscles aching from the cramped position you had stayed in all night. Stepping outside, the cool morning air hit your face, and you took a deep breath, grateful to see the sky again. But as relief washed over you, a familiar voice cut through the quiet of the morning.

“There you are!”

You turned just in time to see Kenny sprinting toward you, his face a mixture of panic and relief. Before you could even speak, he was there, his arms wrapping around you in a tight, desperate hug that knocked the air from your lungs.

“Kenny—”

“I thought I lost you,” he murmured into your hair, his voice trembling. “I was terrified. I thought… I thought you were gone.”

You could feel him shaking, his grip on you tightening as if he was afraid you might disappear if he let go. Your heart swelled at the intensity of his emotions, and you hugged him back just as fiercely, your own relief spilling over.

“I’m okay,” you whispered. “I’m here. I’m safe.”

He pulled back just enough to look at you, his eyes searching yours as if he needed to see it to believe it. His thumb brushed across your cheek, and for a moment, the world seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of you standing there in the morning light.

“I can’t do this,” he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. “I can’t keep pretending I’m okay with all this—pretending I don’t care. I care about you. More than I’ve ever cared about anyone.”

Your breath caught in your throat as his words hit you, your heart racing in your chest. “Kenny…”

“I lost my dad,” he continued, his voice urgent, like he needed to get the words out before they escaped him. “And last night, I thought I was going to lose you too. I can’t keep waiting. Life in this place… it’s too fast, too uncertain. I don’t want to wake up one day and realize I never told you how I feel.”

You stared at him, overwhelmed by the depth of his confession. The pain, the fear, the love—it was all there, raw and real. And in that moment, you realized you had been holding back too, afraid of what might happen if you let yourself feel too much in a place like this. But now, standing here with him, there was no more holding back.

“I feel the same way,” you said, your voice barely a whisper. “Kenny, I’ve felt it for a while now. I was just too scared to admit it.”

His eyes softened, relief washing over his face. He let out a shaky breath, and then, without another word, he pulled you into a kiss. It wasn’t hesitant or unsure—it was filled with all the things you both had kept inside for too long.

When you finally pulled away, breathless but smiling, Kenny rested his forehead against yours, his hands still holding you close.

“I don’t know what’s going to happen next,” he said softly. “But I do know that I want to spend whatever time we have… with you.”

You smiled, your heart full. “Then that’s what we’ll do.”

And in that moment, with the sun rising behind you and the horrors of the night fading into memory, you felt hope. Maybe not for the town, maybe not for everything, but for you and Kenny. For whatever came next. Together.