#vance hopper headcanons

[dorkszn]

dating vance hopper means dying some of your hair blonde (if you aren’t blonde already) and him dying some of his hair the color of yours

+ he definitely do a little peekaboo dye so when he lifts up his hair, you can see the dye.

[f1inl3ey]

I hc that Vance is actually pretty quiet when people don’t piss him off and likes quiet things or things people wouldn’t think he’d like. He likes reading, he likes drawing, he likes learning about new sea creatures, he likes learning about things with dark histories, he likes hockey (and full on geeks out abt the things he likes bc let’s be real here he’s definitely a nerd in disguise). If he’s not at the grab n go you’d definitely find him in a library or an ice skating rink. He’s always got a sketchbook and a pencil on his person.

He’s obviously loud and likes loud stuff and things people would expect him to like too like arcades (even if they don’t have a pinball machine), slasher films, rock and metal music, breaking a couple of laws here and there (obviously), pissing off teachers and cops and literally anyone with authority, doing stupid shit and risking his life too many times bc he definitely has a yolo mindset.

I think you get the point.

I just think that even if he doesn’t look or seem it, he’s a pretty balanced person. I feel like he absolutely THRIVES in chaos but does just as well in peace, however too much chaos or too much peace sends him into a spiral so he needs the perfect balance of both (which he literally is both according to me).

You get what I’m saying right?

[rainnmaybank]

Safe once again

vance x reader (GN)

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warnings!!: mentions of bad parent relations, breakups

like most nights, this one was miserable. rain poured down drenching the aura around. y/n was wet down to the bones. small flows of lightning swam through the clouds lighting up the surrounding.

it seemed to be fight after fight, i didn’t matter if it was with their parents, friends or best friend. no matter where they went arguments sparked and burned them.

that night was worse then it ever had been, her mother spoke words she knew she didn’t truly mean. y/n never forgot words spoken out of anger.

the words rang through their head over, and over, and over again. “maybe you should leave, all you’re doing is annoying everyone”

in y/n’s mind that translated to we don’t like you, we don’t want you. like being kicked out by the only people you ever loved, heart wrenching pain snuck it’s way though their veins the farther they ran.

no particular place in mind, y/n just needed to get away from it all.

the storm rolled in quicker, wind picking up and thunder rumbling closer. the grab-n-go. of course that as the only place still open at this time of night.

y/n pushed on the door, ringing the bell over their head mixed with the howling noise of nature.

there was nothing they could do but wait for the storm to lessen. roaming around the store to seem busy, boys pushed and shoved each other around the infamous pin ball machine. she knew who was there.

y/n kept their head down, tear stained cheeks didn’t mix well with fluorescent lights.

eventually y/n had came face to face with the last aisle, the end showed the boys whom had been making all the noise.

y/n paced themselves walking down that row, not wanting to reach the end to quickly.

to say y/n was sad was an understatement. anxiety crept through their veins now, all that they had know just threw them away. deep sense of dread flooded their mind, heavy thoughts ran like a river. feeling how it felt to no longer have unconditional love, nobody ever realizing how damaging that really is.

every step brought them closer to the end, pace after pace. their mind never silenced. it spoke so loud they hadn’t noticed how close they’d gotten to the boys. stopping themselves before running into them.

y/n raised their head only to be faced with the one and only boy who’d ever broken their heart.

vance.

for a moment it was like the whole world had stopped, their mind stopped, the sounds muffled in her ears.

he was exactly what they needed, what they missed. even if both of them were chaotic, they brought unspeakable peace to mind.

like starting death in the face, beautiful calming death. their worst nightmare but only need. they didn’t dare to speak a word in fear their voice would fail them.

like stabbing in their heart, pain intensified over their body, they weighed heavy to the ground.

vance glared over feeling the presence of someone not in his little group, a smug look covered his face till he noticed it was y/n.

his hands stopped playing as his mind lost focus, friends behind him confused looked at eachother then over at y/n, reading the room they stepped away from the two.

vance stepped away from the pinball machine examining y/n’s face as he approached them.

“you’ve been crying” damn those fluorescent lights. y/n spoke lightly “no i haven’t, it was the rain” they waved their hand towards the window. “yeah right, i wasn’t born yesterday y/n, what happened?” his hand moved brushing stray hair from their face

the warmth floating off his body was enough to crack y/n, tears swelled within their eyes once again, parting their lips and taking a deep breath y/n went to speak

vance stepped closer rubbing his thumb over their cheek, his voice was gentle in a way you hadn’t heard in a some time “tell me what happened” y/n slightly leaned into his hand as they began to speak.

“my mom…” was all they got out before the water works hit, that was all vance needed to hear pulling them into a tight hug.

vance waves bye to his friends as he took y/n out helping them into the passenger seat of his truck.

knowing the last place y/n would want to go was home, he took them to his place. his parents weren’t home.

y/n glazed outside watching rain drops racing down the window, the lightning light up their small town in ways it never had before.

stormy nights are just like stormy thoughts.

vance had brought them inside, handing them clean dry clothes and starting the shower, y/n was chilled to the bone from the cold drops of the sky.

he waited for them outside the door, sat against the wall thinking to himself.

the bathroom door creaked open to reveal a much warmer looking y/n, his heart skipped beats at the sight of them in his clothes once again.

pushing himself from the floor his body moved faster then his thoughts as he embraced them.

y/n had no fight left within, falling into his arms.

a safe place that never seems to run out of safety.

that’s what he was for them.

vance took them back to his room, “get comfy i’ll be right back” y/n nodded, exhaustion filled every inch of their body, back clashing into the mattress their eyes laid heavy.

it wasn’t long before vance had returned handing them a glass of water and a plate with their favourite cookies on it.

y/n smiled sleepily accepting his offer

they spoke few words as they shared cookies, warmth finally wrapped around the pair as y/n’s eyes closed small hums coming from their lips, vance smiled to himself taking the glass from their hands placing it on the nightstand.

he turned off the lamp beside him, wrapped his arms around y/n he sighed holding their body to his own.

vance was at peace once again.

y/n was safe in her mind.

[havocskies]

Hi! How you doing? Idk if u write yandere (If u don't feel free to delete this!!) if yes could u write some soft yandere hcs for Vance? Have a nice day!

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OVERPROTECTIVE VANCE HOPPER HEADCANONS

hi hi hello !!! i do not write yandere things but i will write overprotective/protective ! thank you so much for the request !

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vance isn't very good at handling his emotions in general so sometimes he's not exactly sure on how protective he should be , he just knows he wants to protect you

he cares abt you a lot which means nothing's happening to you. like at all

he's the toughest kid at school so most people don't even try

if they do though they're paying for it in the worst ways imaginable

someone says something even slightly rude to you? yea he's gonna make them fear for their life

he tried his best to keep his anger under control especially for you so most of the time he doesn't actually do much. they might get grabbed by the shoulders or thrown a bit but that's the least of what he usually does so it's better than the other option

when they test him however he's SERIOUS

pretty sure brady confirmed him to be a sociopath and that if you mess w him he comes back worse

so yea you're basically safe from pretty much everything

other than being an absolute menace to everyone around that he thinks might cause you an ounce of any kind of harm he's genuinely really sweet towards you

maybe not exactly romantic simply bc he's a little awkward (he doesn't get into many romantic relationships due to his habits of threatening people daily) but it'll be clear he favors you over others

he'll let you wear his jacket every once in a while just bc the happiness it gives you makes him even happier than you are (even if the scowl on his face doesn't show it)

he'd be hesitant to let you wear his choker since his mom made it for him but after a while he'd probably let you wear it while he could make sure it didn't get ruined or anything

anyway back to the protective stuff

he occasionally (often) misjudges when he's actually needed

someone bumped into you in the hall? they're now bumped against the lockers by their shoulders and being yelled at

very awkward conversation afterwards bc he'd try his best to defend his behavior

would make it up to you in some subtle way. might buy you a bag of chips a week later when you've already forgotten abt the whole ordeal

he's not good at apologizing like AT ALL simply bc he just doesn't do it often. the most apologizing he does is to his mom when he's at the police station again

his definition of apologizing after a fight between him and someone he thought was a threat to you would be him buying you something tbh

not many apologies through words

dude is horrible at communicating in general honestly

he would NOT be abusive in the slightest. honestly he'd be the absolute opposite

he looks very intimidating (and he is) but he loves being close to you and sharing moments when no one else is around

he's not too big on pda unless someone is flirting w you

then you get an arm around you and the other person gets a fist to their face

most romantic gesture you'd ever get from him honestly

if you ever had any bullies before you started dating you definitely don't anymore

even if you kept it a secret from him he'd find out somehow one way or another

he'd likely be a little upset w you for not telling him but he wouldn't take it out on you in the slightest

honestly it's all gonna be taken out on the bullies

he's definitely been dragged away by cops a couple of times because he wanted to protect you

even though he's not that good at communication from his side if you ever stated his overprotective behavior bothered you he'd try his best to fix it

of course he'd still let his anger control him every once in a while but most of the time he'd ask you for permission to beat them up before he actually does

vance has a dude hanging from the collar of his shirt and just casually looks to you for permission to knock him out

very satisfied when you say yes

whenever you say no though he huffs in a disappointed matter but drops him n just walks away grumbling

probably abt how you shouldn't let people walk all over you n he could've helped

still not necessarily upset w you though

vance would probably leave in order to calm himself down and take you w him bc you're one of the number 1 people to calm him down, his mom being the only other one

he genuinely just loves you so much

dude cannot stand to see you upset in any way

[sourlemonsz]

DELUSION INCOMING

Anyways I sometimes hc Vance as an artist and of course he’s going to be obsessed with Bruce 🤭

So here’s a page out of his notebook (what I imagine it would look like of course notebook and non notebook Ver)

[creepycassidy]

Vance x metal head reader where Vance survives the grabber and grows up to meet a beautiful/handsome metal head and the grab and go?

I don’t normally do Vance + most of my black phone requests are The Grabber/Alt Al only but I thought I’d give this a shot anyway. I hope you enjoy! 💙

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Adult Vance Hopper x Metalhead!Reader HCs

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Warnings: cigarette mentions

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Read below the cut!! ⬇️

After the grabber incident, Vance had plenty of opportunities to skip town, run away and couch surf until he was far from Colorado.

It’s not as though his dad would have cared to report his absence, he didn’t the first time. Why would he now?

But even as he grew up and 18 turned to 21, he stayed in the shitty town of Galesburg.

Why? He couldn’t tell you even if you held a gun to his head. Maybe it was the steadiness of his job at the auto parts shop, or maybe the fear of change in his steadily dull existence. When everyone else he knew had moved on, Vance’s life had stayed relatively the same.

That’s why when he saw you on that Saturday in 1984, standing in the Grab ‘N Go and planted at the pinball machine that had been dubbed ‘his’ for the last eight years…it knocked him for a loop.

There you stood, absolutely obliterating his high score with ease. A cigarette hung from your lips as Judas Priest blasted from the headphones that rested around your neck and bunched up the long hair that lie down your back.

You were everything that everyone else in this town wasn’t and it sure as hell commanded respect. Surprisingly, even from the infamous ‘Pinball Vance’.

Though Vance was usually bold, it took him the rest of the week to confront you.

He did so as carefully as he could manage which was a sharp contrast to his usual loud mouthed approach to things.

“Anthrax, huh? Pretty sick.” He smirked, sliding up alongside you as your quick hands worked the buttons of the game.

The two of you got on quick with Vance lighting your cigarettes and buying you beers every weekend that you met up at the Grab N Go.

As you grew closer, the time you spent together grew as well.

You go to a lot of small, local shows together as well as a few larger ones in Boulder.

He can’t get enough of being around you. You just get each other.

So, you’re inseparable and soon enough, you’d moved in.

But ask him to be your boyfriend!! He can’t fuckin bring himself to ask you!!

Matching vests!! It’s cheesy, but adorning them with patches together is fun.

Late nights together consist of wrestling on the floor until the other taps out and loud music that always keeps the tenants of the neighboring apartments awake.

On a softer note, you’re the first person he’s ever felt the desire to snuggle up to.

You help fix each other’s hair in the morning, 110%

Though it would take a long time, with some luck you may even get Vance to open up to you about his life before you came around.

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[yujikitu]

Vance is the kind of kid to push the merry-go-round/roundabout super hard and fast while other kids are on it and Finney is a victim to being on it when he does it

Bonus: The others boys also being on it while Vance spins it and when its fast enough Vance jumps on with them until its stops and he does it again and again but no one stops him because he's having way too much fun even though Billy looks like he's gonna hurl and Finney's hanging on for dear life and almost slipped off twice

[pusssyteeth]

I've seen ppl compare Vance Hopper to Billy Hargrove or even to Henry Bowers but I think there is a very clear distinction between Vance and them.

Billy is outwardly hostile and violent towards basically everyone, unprovoked.

Henry is a bully that finds pleasure in tormenting ppl, mainly those who can't defend themselves, again, unprovoked.

What we see of Vance is that while he's aggressive, he minds his own goddamn business. Granted in one of the few scenes we see from him he's literally maiming a kid, but it's not cuz he's discriminating against that kid or cuz he just enjoys hurting ppl. It's cuz he lost his game because of that kid.

Am I saying that Vance's violent and aggressive tendencies are okay? No, absolutely not, I think he's got serious anger issues that need to be dealt with. But it's unfair to compare him to two of the most harmful antagonists in their respective franchises.

Mainly what I'm saying is he's not exactly a bully and seriously yall, stop headcannon-ing him as being abusive, I really doubt that's the case.

[redroses07]

Real First Date//Vance Hopper

Vance Hopper X Fem!reader

Summary: Vance and reader are best friends and he asks to hang out after school, but she thinks he wants it to be something more

Content Warning: swearing, kissing

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: Y'all...I don't know how I ended up writing this, but I actually really like it. Sorry if there's any typos, I wrote this whole thing in like a day (that's a record for me). And I apologize if anything seems out of character, it's really hard to write for Vance since he had like six minutes of screen time, so like 75% is based on head canons. Anyways, this is already too long, so I hope you enjoy the fic!!! Happy belated New Years!!! 🥰

You looked into the mirror, your critical reflection staring back at you. You looked like a mess. You sighed loudly, letting your face fall into your hands.

"My god, why the hell do I care so much?" You complained to yourself. After all, you were just going to hang out with your best friend...it's not like you hadn't done this a million times before.

Right?

No.

For some reason, this time was different. It all started after school. You met up with, Vance, your best friend after class. Although this wasn't unusual, you did this every day. Vance was extra quiet, which concerned you cause he usually never shut his mouth.

You asked him if he was okay. He shrugged in response, avoiding eye contact.

"Actually, can I ask you something" He huffed.

You said yes, and he proceeded to ask you if you wanted to go rollerskating with him after school.

"I know it's stupid, you don't have to say yes." You remember him saying.

"Of course I'll go, why would I say no?" You replied

"I don't know...I just thought never mind, see ya later." He said before turning to walk the other way.

You spent the whole walk home, and several hours after thinking about how weird the exchange was.

Why was he so nervous? You had never known Vance Hopper to be nervous about anything. It wasn't unusual for you to hang out after school...in fact you did almost every Friday.

Maybe it wasn't just a regular hang out to him, maybe he wanted it to be something more.

You thought about how Vance seemed to have a soft spot for you. Of course the boy had anger issues, he couldn't go a week without getting into a fight, sometimes even with his friends.

But with all the times you had gotten on his nerves, or done something that should make him angry, he had never lost his temper on you.

You used to brush that off as simply a friendship thing. After all, most people don't like to fight with their best friends, but maybe...you weren't just his best friend. You didn't know why but that thought made your heart skip a beat.

You decided to push the thoughts aside as you got ready to leave.

But now you found yourself sitting here, with a knot in your stomach. You looked at the clock next to your bed and realized you had to get going, so you gave your hair one last comb through, put on your shoes, and headed out the door.

The roller rink was within walking distance of your house, as were most places in your small town.

The wind whipped through your hair, making the extra brushing you had done pointless. You sighed in annoyance and continued walking.

When you finally approached the florescent lights of the roller rink you saw Vance waiting near the entrance.

You quickly combed your fingers through your hair, and walked up to him.

"Hey." you said happily.

"Finally, what took so long? I've been waiting here for like twenty minutes." Vance complained, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I think someone needs to learn some patience." You snapped.

"Shut up, asshole." He shoved you slightly, a small smile tugging at his lips.

You mindlessly grabbed his hand and pulled him through the door. The place was crowded, as to be expected, it was a Friday night after all. The music was at full volume, the bass echoing off the walls of the building.

You looked down and realized you were still holding Vance's hand, you shook it off and shoved your hand in your pocket nervously.

You saw Vance side eye you, and he looked almost embarrassed...

"Come on, let's go rent some skates." He said, beginning to walk towards the front desk.

After the two of you paid for your skates you put them on, and made your way over to the rink.

"Is now a bad time to mention that I've never been skating before?" You said nervously, this was something that hadn't crossed your mind until now.

"Seriously?" Vance said, rolling his eyes.

You smiled sheepishly, blushing slightly.

"It's easy, here, I'll show you how." Vance exclaimed as he stepped into the rink. He extended his left hand, and you took it.

As you stepped onto the rink, it felt like you were standing on a giant slippery magnet and your shoes were made of metal.

It was a fight to stay on your feet as you held on to Vance's hand for dear life.

"Oh my god, how the hell do people do this." you complained.

"Well you've gotta stop moving around so much." he said in annoyance, taking his remaining arm and wrapping it around your waist to support you. You felt your heart rate increase as he did this, and you realized this was the first time you had ever been this close to him.

Despite the nervousness you were feeling from the fact that you could barely stand, his presence seemed to calm you.

"Isn't moving around what you're supposed to do?" you shoot back.

"Ugh, shut up and just listen to me." He snapped, tightening his grip on your waist.

you stopped moving, and regained your balance. You took a deep breath and tried to move forward, you rolled a couple feet without error.

"There you go." Vance said letting go of your waist.

You began to feel confident and sped up.

"Do you think I can let go now?" Vance asked as he loosed his grip on your hand.

"Yeah...yeah I think so." You didn't want to admit it, but you would've held his hand longer. Although, not because you needed it for balance.

As he let go you decided to skate ahead of Vance. In overconfidence you decided to turn around so you could face him.

"Hey look I'm-" You started, but you lost balance again and rolled straight into Vance.

He instinctively reached his arms out and caught you, preventing you from falling flat on your face. You gripped his shoulders tightly, as he was the only reason you were standing upright. You looked up and found your face inches from his.

Your face turned red with embarrassment.

"Sorry." You mumbled.

He smiled softly, his icy blue eyes pouring into yours. And for a moment you thought he was going to kiss you.

"Move it, love birds." Some guy yelled at the two of you. You tore your eyes away from Vance's, and realized that you had been totally blocking people's path.

"We are moving, asshole." Vance yelled.

You moved forward and faced the front again, balancing yourself. You grabbed Vance's hand and intertwined your fingers. He looked at you, slightly confused.

"I think I'll need this for a little while longer." you said softly.

The two of you spent the next hour skating and talking, without a care in the world.

When you were done, you put up your skates and headed out the door. The early spring air was perfect, not too warm and not too cold. You took a deep breath and took in your surroundings.

"Wanna take a walk?" Vance asked, running a hand through his messy blonde curls.

"Always." you replied.

You followed him as he walked towards the park. The two of you walked in silence, which was uncommon. The park was pretty much empty due to the time of day. A few dim streetlights illuminated the sidewalk, making it easy to see where you were going.

"Here, do you want to sit down." you suggested as you approached a bench.

He agreed and sat down next to you.

"So..." he began, turning to face you.

"So?" you replied with a smile.

"Listen...there's something I've gotta say." Vance began. He took your hands in both of his, and you hoped he was going to say what you were thinking.

"We've known each other for a long time...and...I...oh my god this is fucking stupid I don't know what I'm doing." He sighed, this was one of the few times you had seen him falter. He always knew what he wanted to say or do, and seeing him be so unsure was a strange experience.

"Vance." you said, removing your hands from his and reaching up to cup his face.

His breath hitched as you made contact, and he looked down at you. There was a moment of silence as you contemplated your next choice of words.

You took that moment to study his every feature. The way his eyes looked at you with pure admiration, the few blonde curls that had fallen over his face, his slightly parted lips.

Well...you thought to yourself, actions do speak louder than words.

You took a leap of faith and connected your lips with his. The kiss was soft and short, but your lips seemed to fit together perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

When you parted, you couldn't find any words to fill the silence.

"I think you read my mind." Vance chuckled.

"Yeah..I'm good about that, with you at least." You said, looking towards the ground, trying to hide your beet red face.

"Hey." Vance whispered. He brushed his fingers under your chin, and tilted your head up to face him. He softly touched his thumb to your lips before tackling you with a second kiss.

This kiss was harsh, passionate, and just better overall. He placed his hands on opposite sides of your face. You rested your head in his hands, increasing the effect of the kiss.

You broke apart slowly, and continued to lean into him.

"I should be getting home soon." You said reluctantly.

"That's okay, I'll walk you." Vance offered as he stood up.

You rose from your seat and stood next to him. He put an arm around your waist, and the two of you began to walk down the sidewalk.

You couldn't help but smile to yourself, this had been a real date after all.

[forgetmenots0250]

Hello! I was wondering if you woild do a Vance Hopper x male reader please. Something along the lines of fluff like hanging aroung the Grab n' Go/in school or hangin out together would be great. If not, totally understand. If u do do this request take your time and don't feel pressured to do it :) Thank you in advance if you decide to do this request

Male reader x Vance Hopper

Sorry for taking so long I got a bit distracted and now doing all of my requests :)

You met Vance at Grab n Go when you were playing the pinball machine and beat his high score 

He burned his eyes through your head before you offered him to play next 

He was honestly surprised to see your calm response and attempted to put a quarter in just to see you already pop one in

“On the house bud!” 

You gave a wink and a charming smile 

That was the first thing that made his heart skip a beat, he immediately turned his head to the game as he hyper-focused on winning just to not think about these feelings he doesn’t know how to deal with and refused to at this moment 

You were impressed by how good he was and even encouraged him

“Holy shit! You are so good!”

“You’re great Vance!”

Vance was not prepared to receive praise from anybody no less from the boy who just winked at him and treated him like a person 

So when you continued to praise him he gripped the machine 3 times stronger as he tried to focus on the game as he slightly felt your breath on his neck

Why did he have to have his hair up on today of all days? You couldn’t tell how his cheeks flushed slightly when you got a little closer to see the score once Vance lost he looked up at his score to see he beat your score 

“Hell Yeah”

Wow you beat me!”

You almost jumped in place as you smiled 

“Cool, it's my turn isn’t it?”

You stepped closer to the machine being closer than comfortable for Vance making him step away to let you play 

After switching back and forth with the machine you two became close friends

After a while you became more than friends and more than having a friend with quarters to spare (you were this man’s wallet for a while)

Before you two would hang out near the pinball machine not even playing it but sitting on it and just talking and enjoying each others company

Usually grabbing a drink and play with the machine or sit on it and talk

Maybe grabbing a snack too if you guys felt like it

Sometimes Vance would just play as you feed him some of your snacks

You guys were comfortable with each other even before becoming more

You both confused to each other at the same time and made you both laugh and giggle for a while

You both accepted each others confessions and you snuck a quick kiss before you ran off

Vance quickly ran after you

Once you two were boyfriends it didn’t really differ from before, the only difference was that you two became even more comfortable with each other

Sometimes you sat on Vance’s lap or Vance sat in yours just melting in each others touch

Having sleepovers was a common occurrence and hangouts

Sharing gossip at school  whispering and giggling to each other

You like braiding Vance’s hair once he’s done brushing his hair 

Vance does not let anyone brush his hair, not even his mom

Vancve has one of those brushes with wooden bristles

Takes about 10ish minutes to brush it out

How Vance brushes his hair: Parts his hair in half them starts at the ends till he’s brushed it out a couple of times and adds conditioner 

You find it relaxing watching Vance brush his hair and you are absolutely bashful when Vance lets you even touch his hair for the first time

The first time you did Vance’s hair you put it in pigtails 

Vance then then threatened to never let you touch his hair till the day he dies if you do it again

Ÿou really hoped it was satire but you took it to heart 

You then braided his hair and he thanked you

You grew out your hair so Vance could braid your hair too

Vance likes running his fingers through your hair

You like to bake and Vance is on standby not really knowing what to do

He still tries to help (with your instructions)

Brownies and cookies are your go to when baking

Vance adores your browning but he really likes your freshly baked bread 

Vance has a sweet tooth but loves your fresh bread even if it doesn’t have sugar 

Some times you bake at 3 am and you’re just sitting near the oven staring into the oven window while crouching and Vance walks in and just stares at your shadow for at least 15 minutes before joining you on the floor not saying a fucking thing 

Even when you two were scarfing down the baked goods no words were spoken

Not even when returning to bed

Only after you two were settled in bed did Vance say something

“Why the fuck you up at 3:28 am making cookies?”

Vance said it so nonchalantly that you only responded when Vance nudged you 

“Couldn’t sleep, plus impulsiveness” 

Vance only thought for a moment before responding to you

“Reasonable”

That was his only answer as you both fell asleep in each others arms

At school you two almost always together talking and things of that nature

Vance even spends lunch with you since before he would always just leave school but he stays for you

There is a rumor that you two are dating but no one dares to confirm with THEE Pinball Vance Hopper 

You don’t really care for the rumors and besides you don’t get shit for it since you’re “friends” with Vance

Some people just approach you just to ask about Vance, mostly girls about wanting to date him and boys trying to get on his good side

You hate that you have to constantly test people then then you found your people

In the classes you have together you always sit next to each other

Always talking to each other

You two actually get in trouble for talking so much

Got detention together but it wasn’t too bad

Rainy season is your favorite but even so, inconvenient 

You always have an umbrella on you

You share your umbrella with Vance since he refuses to being one at all

Rainy walks with Vance always eases your mind 

You two don’t even need a specific destination you guys just walk around town 

[h4rring1on]

hey guys so i recently watched the black phone and i was scrolling down its tag and came across a vance hopper hc and read it for fun, then i was curious and read more and apparently everyone thinks vance would hit you 😭

“oh he’s like billy”

“he’d hit you”

“he’d be really toxic”

bro be realistic vance is just a 15 year old with anger issues. it’s literally CANONICALLY SAID that he’s a momma’s boy. sure he’d get mad easy but he wouldn’t hit you, sure he did hit his friends or other people that are annoying but you don’t see him hitting girls. a lot of people including me have anger issues but you don’t see them or me hitting s/os left and right 💀💀 idk why everyone thinks it’s so true that vance would do that and is so mean and whatever. i mean he’d probably be mean but in the friendly way yk, for the people who don’t show their feelings a lot, so they act mean but not in an actual mean way. if he was mad at you he’d hit something but obviously not you. like kick a vase or trash bin or LITERALLY ANYTHING BUT YOU. next time y’all make hcs like that maybe think it through 😭💀

thanks for coming to my ted talk bye 😁

[oh-no-another-black-phone-blog]

My Vance Hopper Headcanons

Vance's favourite band is Black Sabbath.

Going against the crowd here I like to say Vance has supportive parents; they don't understand it but if it gets their son out of bed in the morning then it gets their son out of bed in the morning.

Has a sweet tooth for strawberry flavoured candy. Will deny it and insist his favourite food is bacon for masculinity reasons.

He prefers the arcae machines over The Magnavox Odyssey. Insists nothing beats the feel of pulling the handle to start a game of pinball.

Has anger issues due to some severe bullying that took place before he entered Junior High.

He will complain the entire time he's "forced" to spend time with his parents but secretly he enjoys it.

Dad head pats and mom hugs are his go to comfort after bad days.

The only teacher he hasn't gotten into trouble with is his art teacher. Art teacher taught him to put his rage into drawing.

Though he has been grounded a few times because he wasted paint at home by throwing it against the room in frustration. The carpets in his room have paint stains.

Sings Children of the Grave like its his theme song.

Tried to learn guitar but he wasn't immediately good so he gave up.

His hair is naturally straight so he's often wetting his hands and scrunching it or will reluctantly sit in front of his mother while she fixes it up for him. Secretly loves it because who doesn't love their hair being played with?

Can actually bake fairly well.

People compliment his mother's baking and it takes every ounce of will power to not blurt that he was the one who made the food.

Forever burning eggs and bacon when he tries to make breakfast though.

Came home with a cat, refused to put cat back outside. Her name is Ozzy.

[1-800-fei]

Vance Hopper Headcanons!

Don't take these seriously, they're all in good fun!

— Vance hates people touching his hair, and he might even get aggressive if someone touches it without asking. His mother is the only person who can touch it.

— He likes to climb out of his window so he can sit on his roof. He actually fell off one time and broke his ankle, but he claimed it happened during a fight.

— He sometimes doesn't realize how aggressive he is, and when he tries to speak calmly, he fails to. It always makes him feel bad because he unintentionally scares people when it happens.

— He likes cherry-flavored things above everything else. To him, it isn't a tie between cherry and blue raspberry; blue raspberry doesn't even cut close.

— Vance likes dogs, but only gentle ones. He fears that he might get aggressive if a dog gets rowdy with him, so he prefers gentle dogs that he can play with without having to worry.

— His favorite kinds of shows are really childish ones and really violent ones, there's no middle ground. He's either watching Saturday morning cartoons or he's watching a show/movie where people are dying left and right.

[havocskies]

hi u can do vance hopper x shy male reader who loves reading horror books and drawing gore horror stuff

THIEF | VANCE HOPPER X MALE READER

ofc i can !! i love this sm actually omg, thank you for requesting !!! as a shy horror nerd and someone who loves drawing this will be so easy to write i think

also i know requests are getting done very slowly it's bc i'm trying to work on all of them n most of them are fics 😭 i have stuff goin on irl too </33 also this is not proofread unfortunately 🫶

TWs: none

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"What are you drawing?"

As a particularly familiar voice greets your ears you look up, your attention stolen away from your sketchbook. It was your boyfriend who was currently hanging out with you. At the moment he seemed to be watching you draw, looming over your shoulder. In any other circumstance this would likely seem intimidating but he was your boyfriend no matter how scary he accidentally was sometimes.

"A killer from this one new horror movie I saw - Texas Chainsaw Massacre I think? It's pretty cool. I'm drawing Nubbins, the weird hitchhiker dude." You explain, the tips of your mouth being pulled into a careful smile. You didn't often talk this much about your drawings but you knew Vance was genuinely curious, even if he had no idea what you were drawing half the time. He liked horror movies but he wasn't an avid fan like you were. Plus you liked books more than movies, and books weren't really Vance's thing.

"Oh, I heard about that I think. I thought you liked books though?" Vance questioned, watching the careful movements of your pencil on paper with interest. His question made you giggle a little which earned you a small glare in return.

"I do, it just seemed interesting. I can still watch movies, y'know. I did draw Carrie earlier today, though. The girl from that one book by Steven King? She was bullied a lot and got pigs blood dumped on her at prom, went absolutely crazy?" You tried your best to explain the book in hopes your boyfriend would understand but he simply stared blankly, his mouth pushed into a frown. You tried your best not to giggle but Vance looked so much less intimidating while he was confused you couldn't help but find it a little cute.

He didn't find it as amusing as you did. Instead he huffed and rolled his eyes. "I'm not a nerd like you, I don't read every book that I see." He shot back despite nothing being said in the first place.

"I think you'd actually like reading. If you weren't on that pinball machine all day, I mean. I swear you like it more than me." You joke. This seems to spark some amusement in Vance. He laughs, and you laugh in return. Even so, he's quick to defend himself as always.

"I do not! You might as well love your books more, you stare at them more than you stare at me." He playfully pushes your shoulder which may have been a little too hard but you know he means nothing by it. You decide to drop the subject and turn the page to the drawing of Carrie you had finished before Vance came over. It was the scene where Carrie was dying at the end and Sue found her. You liked that scene a lot, it was nice to know Carrie died knowing Sue didn't hate her.

Vance stares at the drawing, his brows furrowed. "What's going on in it?" Oh. You had forgotten he wasn't aware.

"Carrie, the one dying, is kind of reading Sue's mind before she dies. She finds out Sue didn't actually hate her and didn't know what was going to happen at prom. I just like the scene, I don't know." You shrug, dismissing everything else you'd like to say about the book. While you're practically obsessed with it you know Vance doesn't really care for books at all, so you decide not to bore him about it. To your surprise he inquires more about it, anyway.

"What's the rest of the book about?" He seems genuinely interested, his gaze fixed on the drawing as he stares at every part, every detail. You hesitate for a second before answering briefly.

"This girl, like 17 or 18 I think, is bullied at school for being really sheltered by her mom. She doesn't really know a lot and is just kind of an outcast, I guess." You watch Vance's expression and surprisingly he's still listening, waiting for you to continue. You do. "Anyway, Sue gets Tommy to take her to prom so she can have a good time and live her life like an actual person. Her mom's super religious though so she didn't like it but Carrie went anyway. Another group of people poured pigs blood on her while they were crowned queen and queen."

Vance seemed as though he were in thought for a moment before he quickly fixed his expression. "It sounds okay, I guess." He shrugged and tapped his fingers against his arms. He normally fiddled with his pocket knife but you had recently asked him not to do it around you, it often made you nervous. He was understanding, and you knew he would be. Vance was without a doubt scary but you were his boyfriend, he wasn't going to scare you. Not with any harm, anyway.

Instead Vance had a habit of simply sneaking up on you or showing up behind corners while you were distracted. He still took joy in being an absolute menace, unfortunately. You're taken away from your thoughts as your boyfriend takes your pencil from your hand and more carefully takes your sketchbook. You allow him, you knew he had no malicious intent.

Often times when he took your sketchbook he simply wanted to look through it or occasionally doodle. This time it seemed as though he were trying to copy your drawing of Carrie right beside your own. His lips were pressed together and his brows furrowed as he focused, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly more when he messed up and had to erase his mistake. You weren't sure if he was frustrating himself until he threw the pencil down onto the bed and looked at you with a proud grin.

You take your attention away from Vance and look at his copy of your drawing. A small smile is placed upon your face as you study it. It really wasn't that good, but Vance was proud of it and it certainly was a bit better than it normally was. If your drawing wasn't right there you'd be able to guess it was Carrie. Had he been practicing or something?

"You have some competition, now." Your boyfriend boasted, his arms crossed as he looked down at your sketchbook and then back up to you. You snort, shaking your head a little in disbelief. "Clearly. Stop practicing, i'm supposed to be the artsy one in this relationship, that's my job. Not yours."

Vance let out a laugh at your response. "Maybe I will take your place. Be careful." You rolled your eyes in attempts to show your false lack of approval but the smile plastered onto your expression proved otherwise. You couldn't believe it, before you had dated Vance you would've assumed the most artsy thing he was interested in was carving things with his pocket knife. You were proven wrong, apparently.

Whether it was from an actual new interest in drawing or his competitive nature in general you weren't sure, but you weren't complaining. You were glad he at least had some sort of interest in the things your interested in, even if it was just to try and be better than you at it. An idea popped up into your head, an idea anyone else would get punched for even considering. You were his boyfriend though, so you were pretty much safe.

"I'll just beat your highscore at pinball or something. Doesn't seem that hard." You shrugged, taking a quick glance at Vance's expression. He looked shocked, his mouth slightly opened and his eyes wide. You almost laughed but you managed to bite your tongue. As much as you knew Vance wouldn't actually hurt you you couldn't count on him putting you in a light headlock, which was probably what he was considering right now.

"You wouldn't even get close." Vance's voice got lower, his tone nowhere far away from threatening. Still, the spark of amusement in his eyes is still there. He's only teasing.

"I'm thinking about it. Since we're picking up new hobbies and all." You flip through the pages of your sketchbook to try and seem as though this conversation wasn't interesting you in the slightest. You probably just looked a little dumb.

"You absolutely will not!" Vance quickly moves forward and holds you close in a position where you could barely move. You can't help but laugh, your fists flying backwards in an attempt to get out of your boyfriend's grasp. It comes nowhere near working but you can feel the vibrations of him trying his best to stop himself from laughing, too. It wasn't really working that well.

"Vance Hopper I will break that pinball machine instead!" You cackled, finally landing a hit on Vance. By the way he grunted and seemed to almost stagger a little you could tell you had accidentally hurt him more than you wanted to. Before you could even pause and apologize he was back to teasing as if you hadn't even done anything at all.

"I'll just take your sketchbook, then." Your boyfriend stated in a matter-of-fact tone. You barely even get your words out before he lets go and grabs your sketchbook before you get a chance to. Vance quickly gets off of your bed and you copy his movements, the two of you pausing as you wait for the other to move. You move first, grabbing for your sketchbook only for him to let out a bark of laughter and run out of your room. You want to say something but you decide to save your breath for the chase you knew he was likely going to win.

Vance ran from cops significantly more than you did. You never ran from cops, you didn't have to. This wasn't the first time he had unceremoniously stolen something from you and ran, unfortunately. He seemed to find it entertaining and while you did, too in a sense it didn't always end in you winning. Still, you decide to feed his already overgrown ego and chase him around your house in hopes he won't accidentally break anything in the process.

It doesn't take you long to catch up, once you get downstairs you find him waiting right in the living room. The second he sees you, though, he starts running again and you do, too. You dodge various pieces of furniture, almost knocking one of the chairs in your dining room over. Thankfully Vance is much less clumsy than you and as far as you have seen hasn't come close to breaking anything or knocking anything over.

"Give it!" You demand, your breath overtaking your voice as you struggle to get it back. Vance is struggling too, his chest rising and lowering as he stands with your sketchbook on the other side of the table. Rather than a proper response he gives an out of breath laugh. You know you won't get your stolen property back by simply catching him, that boy has outrun probably half of the police officers in Denver easily.

You try your best to formulate a plan in your head. You could trick him, but you weren't really sure how. Even though he had already failed two grades and was easily going on year three he wasn't an idiot. Whatever you quickly came up with he'd definitely figure out without a doubt. Bribery, maybe. The only thing he cares about his pinball, though, and you weren't that keen on wasting money when you knew he'd give it back eventually.

Even so, you wanted to win. You may be the polar opposite of your boyfriend personality wise but you were equally as competitive. You were going to get that sketchbook back on your own.

"I'll give you money for pinball if you give me my sketchbook." You try your best to hide your growing smirk. Vance raised one singular eyebrow, his breaths becoming more regulated as time goes on. You don't need a verbal response to know he's considering and likely wants you to go on.

"Enough for like - a few games maybe? I know you're short on change right now, you were complaining about it earlier at the Grab n' Go." You knew this because you were the one Vance was complaining to. You often watched him play pinball the same as he often watched you draw.

"Okay, deal." Vance shrugs, stepping forward. You know Vance, and you know he's not just gonna give it to you that easily. You're gonna have to be equally as mean if you want that sketchbook as bad as he does. As soon as he walks close enough you waste no time to tackle him to the ground, catching him off guard and causing both of you to tumble into the ground.

Before Vance has enough time to react you grab your sketchbook from his hands and try your best to get up. Instead he grabs your ankle and pulls you down, crawling forward in attempt to grab your own sketchbook from your hands after you had just taken it back from him. You loved him, but the audacity this boy has sometimes is truly unbelievable. Determined to not let Vance take it again you slide it across the floor, causing your boyfriend to pause and curse under his breath.

You could tell he was beginning to take this seriously. You were too, in a sense. You really wanted to win for once and Vance could tell. The two of you rush forward, your socks sliding on the floor of the dining room as you both try your best to get there first. Without thinking you push Vance's face away to try and give you enough time and stop him a little. It works, and you feel your sketchbook in your hands once again.

You decide to not make the mistake of lingering again and bolt upstairs deciding running outside with Vance chasing you would look a little odd without context. You also didn't feel like getting your socks dirty. Your boyfriend wastes no time chasing after you as you make your ways upstairs, the thumping of two pairs of feet on the stairs probably enough to cause an earthquake if you both tried hard enough.

You make it into your room before Vance does and, knowing exactly what he's gonna try, shove it into one of your drawers right after closing the door on his face. It opens right after you shut the drawer closed, leaving you to stand in your own room empty handed and a little nervous. Your boyfriend looks over your room in a frenzy to try and find your sketchbook and quickly gives up, accepting the sketchbook is gone but not yet accepting you actually won.

A proud grin adorns your face, your whole body shaking with leftover adrenaline from being chased around your own house and being knocked to the ground once or twice. Vance stares at you before huffing and sitting down onto your bed, the mattress shifting with the new weight of your boyfriend. You join him.

"So I don't get the change for pinball?" He asks, his voice full of disappointment that really doesn't match his personality at all. You sigh and roll your eyes ever so slightly, the smallest of smiles appearing as you fished through your pockets for change. As you hand it over to Vance his expression immediately lights up and he affectionately punches you in the shoulder, maybe a little harder than necessary. "Alright, thanks." He laughs, putting the coins into his own pockets. You really got robbed twice.

You snort in response and Vance seems to stare at your small bookshelf, his eyes apparently caught on a specific one. You follow his gaze but can't tell exactly which one he's looking at specifically, there are quite a few.

"Hey, isn't that the book you were talking about?" You narrow your eyes in thought before you finally come across the memory.

"Oh, yeah. Carrie. Why?"

"Can I uh - borrow it or something? I probably won't finish it, I'm not a literal nerd like you, but you seemed to like it so maybe it's not that bad." He shrugged nonchalantly, though his fixed attention on the book broke his 'cool guy' facade. You smirk, standing up and grabbing the book from the shelf.

"Sure, I don't mind. Just give it back at some point, please." You can't help but chuckle, holding the book out towards your boyfriend. He gives an indignant snort in response and takes it from your hands.

"No promises."

[sourlemonsz]

Tried to draw Vance in my style is he recognizable?? Idk

[multi-fandom-alien]

Mama boy Vance

You can't tell me that Vance wouldn't have been a mamas boy. Like even though he tries to stay out of trouble cause he knows it doesn't please his mom too much his anger always gets the best of him

He works on anger management techniques with him mom. She suggested him getting professional help but he wasn't having it

I seen somewhere that he'd sit in the salon with his mom and gossip with her and her friends and he so would. And because of that he scarily knows stuff about nearly everyone in town and uses that to manipulate and get what he wants

Talk about that boys momma and you're done for. You thought you've seen him pissed off before but the moment someone were to make that mistake there's no way to get him to stop, the blonde beating on the poor soul even after they've gone limp

I also see the possibility of Vance coming home after a fight only for his mom to catch him and clean up his injuries for him. Vance would be looking off to the side as the whole interaction occurred, afraid that she was mad at him. She wasn't though, which she expresses when Vance goes to leave to put the first aid kit away, hands gently cradling his face. The blonde sighs as his eyes flutter closed, bringing up a hand of his own so he could brush his thumb across his mom's knuckles.

"Damn..they got you good, huh?" she asked, referring to the bruise blooming across his cheek bone. Vances eyes flew open at the unexpected comment, his brows raising as a smile involuntary spreads across his face "are you kidding me? If you think that looks bad you should see the other dude". They share a chuckle, his mom's smile turning somber ad she let out a sigh "you're making your momma worry over here, bubs. At this rate I'm going to have to go back to the salon and get my roots touched up for the third time this month. You're making me gray, hun"

Vance sighed through his nose as he nodded. He hated making his mom worry which is why he tried sneaking back up to his room in the first place "I know mom..I tried to just walk away like you told me to! I really did! But they just kept egging it on like they were asking to get their ass beat-" "hey, language young man. But don't worry, I believe you"