Quand notre chère India Stoker parvient difficilement à s’imaginer que dessiner est la seule chose dont elle ait véritablement envie.

'Little boys pull the pinktails of little girls they like, that's how you get their attention.' At least that's what his father told him.

A simple song turns in to so much more yet remains seemingly nothing. India fighting for suppression; Charlie cleverly countering.

Oneshot. Incest, violence, and character death. Charlie/India. She doesn't pull the trigger, and travelling to New York alongside her uncle sounds wonderful indeed. Stoker's ending reimagined.

She wondered, what would it be like if things were different. And... had she finally started to regret, as she gazed upon his motionless figure? / CharlieIndia / Oneshot / T for blood

India Stoker never fails to receive a beautiful pair of blue and white saddle shoes every birthday. And she always thought that her father was the one who gave her the shoes. On her 16th year though, she receives 2 more pairs of shoes. Warning: some OOCness, a bit of movie spoiler