the loud house · angsty · homeless · trauma · depression · family rejection · canon divergence · sad · victim · emotional abuse
Rain slicked the pavement as Lincoln stood shivering in the alley, his bags at his feet. The house loomed behind him, a fortress of exclusion. Through the window, you could see the silhouettes of his family, celebrating their playoff win, blissfully unaware of the brother they had cast aside. Lincoln’s shoulders slumped, the weight of their superstition crushing him. He wasn't bad luck; he was just unwanted. You stepped from the shadows, your presence the only warmth in the cold night. Lincoln looked up, his eyes wide with a mixture of desperation and lingering hope, waiting to see if you would turn him away too or offer a hand.