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RUMOR HAS IT...

Cypress Bronte’s life was always very charmed and very easy. From the moment he was born, he was showered in love and affection and it went right to his head. His parents spoiled him rotten and while he wasn’t the kind of child to throw a tantrum, it did turn him into a less than pleasant person as he grew older. The Bronte Family had everything from money to a terribly conservative attitude that would affect Cypress, shaping him into a less than the good person he is now.

As a child, Cypress was lucky. He grew up practically next door to his cousin, Max Bronte. They were thick as thieves from the moment they could both walk without falling over. Where ever there was trouble in either Bronte households, Cypress and Max were not too far ahead of it. They grew older though, they went to school and they made friends with the other rich kids. And all the rich kids played together and all their parents were friends. Because upper class families spent time together, there wasn’t a need for to spend time with people from other classes. There wasn’t a need to cross those lines. People who didn’t have money, didn’t have money for a reason. They weren’t worth spending time with. At least that’s what Cypress was taught from a young age.

Not everything that Cypress’ was taught though was bad. When he was in fourth grade, he had a teacher with such a passion for science (especially biology) that the subject was actually incredibly fascinating to the young boy. Between his teachers passion for science and his mothers adoration for gardening, Cypress slowly became more and more fond of plants and nature. Even when he wasn’t in school or didn’t have a homework related assignment, he’d still be out in his mothers garden studying all her different plants. Between her flowers, her veggies, and herbs, he was completely fascinated by the plants. It was almost amazing how a boy who would cause such destruction would be so... Gentle when it came to non-sentient life.

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The years went by and Cypress became more and more into the work of botany. On top of that, he and Max started to form a really cohesive friend group, full of rich, athletic bullies. Ones that had no care for anyone but themselves. And Cypress became more like that as well, he started running track & field early in middle school with some buddies from the group of rich degenerates that surrounded the Bronte Kids. Between his family and his friends and their parents, there was no chance that the young boy was going to turn out like a good and humble and kind human being. He never stood a chance against that kind of upbringing. But that was still no excuse for who he was...

When he reached high school, Cypress wanted to see if there were more people to hang out with than just a bunch of rich, athletic bitches and so he started to wander. He joined the science club and auditioned for plays and he was still part of track & field. He made sure to make his way through the groups of people and become acquainted with the people there. He wanted to be widely loved, he didn’t care if they knew who he actually was. Sooner or later, people would get a glimpse of the Real Cypress Bronte and they’d decide if it was worth it to stay friends with him. And no matter what they chose, Cypress always had more friends to fall back into. He knew that with this though, he was straining his closeness with Max. He wasn’t always around for some of the bigger moments in her life anymore.

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Junior year came and Cypress had his first boyfriend. Cypress had been going through some changes, realizing that he wasn’t exactly straight but he wasn’t prepared to make that statement to his family. Not without knowing that he was definitely not straight at least. And he knew that Adam was definitely not straight from all his jokes about how exhausting straight people could be and how gay he was. So Cypress started something relatively serious with Adam. Where they would actually go on dates (one town over) and they would hang out at Adam’s house (because his parents couldn’t know he was hanging out with an unpopular, lower class kid because it could get around to Max and his other friends) and Adam taught Cypress a lot of what he knew in all the areas of being in a relationship. It went on for months.

But nothing good could ever really last, right? Adam started to get restless and upset when he realized how flakey Cypress could be. He’d approach him at school to talk about what was going on between them and Cypress would just lash out, insulting him for being a dorky, gay art kid and overreacting to every little thing. It never got to the point of a physical altercation, but soon the insults spilled into their private time with each other too. He would just insult Adam casually without realizing how much it would hurt someone that he considered his boyfriend. Eventually, Adam had enough of it. Adam told Cypress that he needed to come out to his parents and friends if he wanted to stay his boyfriend. Which, admittedly, was not the best solution but he was grasping at straws towards the end.

Cypress lashed out at him though and went on about how that was terrible and unfair of him to do, which was just further emotionally abusive to Adam. After that, Cypress didn’t hear from his boyfriend again. Not. Once. Cypress went to one of Adam’s friends after a few weeks, wondering why he hadn’t even seen Adam around the school or heard from him (because he wasn’t answering his texts) and his friend said that Adam had moved away, his mother was in the military and got reassigned. And that sounded fake because Cypress remembered from all the times he had been to Adam’s house, neither of his parents were military… But Cypress just let it go. It was out of his control at that point and he wasn’t even sure he wanted to do anything to fix any of it if he could. Adam was gone, and now Cy could do what he wanted to do with his life and his sexuality.

The boy began to sleep around more, claiming that it was more enjoyable than being in the committed and loving relationship he had with Adam. Despite that being incredibly toxic for Cypress’ poor boyfriend, he still... Missed it. Even though he’d never outright admit that. To anyone. Ever. He was happy and he felt free and he felt more free to speak his mind again. Cypress started acting shittier and shittier the more he was away from Adam and the more that it settled in that his boyfriend had fucking moved away because of how shitty he was. It was just pitiful and weak honestly, Cypress knew that it wasn’t okay how he treated him but he wasn’t going to admit to say that he regretted it or anything. Because he really didn’t.

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About a month or so after Adam had left (and Cypress had embraced his whole shitty self once more) he made a... More than dismissive comment towards a friend that he still somewhat regrets to this day. They were hanging out after school at McDonalds because that’s where the Theatre Kids went if they didn’t have rehearsal, and they were all just talking about life and school and relationships, all the cheesy, cliche, regrettable shit that teenagers would talk about. And Teddy, one of Cypress’ few non-binary friends, was making a joke about how much they wanted to die, because that was just how Teddy was. They made jokes like that and usually it was amusing, but something in Cypress had broken, he couldn’t just laugh at the joke like he normally did. He couldn’t just let Teddy get away with that. He snapped and he said, “God, if you want to die so much, do us all a favor and fucking do something about it already or stop saying how you crave death so much.”

That’s the one thing that Cypress has ever actually regretted. Cypress actually liked being Teddy’s friend because they weren’t... Terrible. They were a little morally gray, but they were fun to be around and they threw great parties and shared Cy’s fascination with plants and he just... Couldn’t believe what happened. But he couldn’t be sure that it was even his own fault. There were a ton of factors that went into someone killing themself! How could Cypress even be sure that it was his fault? He just... Made a shitty comment. And it’s not like anyone blamed him, because Teddy apparently left notes for quite a few people, include Cypress himself, before... They did it. Not once did they blame him, no one that loved Teddy dearly blamed Cypress. Cypress doesn’t know if Teddy blamed him though. He doesn’t actually know for sure if it was actually because of him. He hasn’t read his letter, even though he carries it with him everywhere. That’s the one truly inexcusable thing he’s done and he needs to remind himself daily that... He can never let his comments go that far again.

After Teddy’s death, time stopped existing almost and Cypress drifted back into his main group with Max. He was caught up on everything he had missed. The pranking of Jimmy St. Clair, which he found thoroughly amusing, and how the idiot actually fell in love with her! It was just... Too great. It was just the twisted pick me up that he needed. And while he personally decided to stay out of all of it, he still enjoyed watching from the sidelines. It was comforting, in a way, to know that his cousin was just as terrible as he could be. The Bronte’s were similar in how they lived their lives, they didn’t seem to care about who they hurt as long as they were having fun. There was a path of destruction behind them as they walked usually. While Max had more helpers, Cypress tended to make that path all on his own.

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Things fell back into their original pace, life felt normal again. Cypress ran track and field and he hung out with the rich degenerates and he enjoyed life. His senior year was going well, and then... Homecoming happened. And because he didn’t hang out with all the same people all the time, he was fortunate enough to not end up at the church after homecoming... And because he was lucky like that, he couldn’t understand what had changed inside of his best friend. Cypress had no idea what happened to Max after homecoming and maybe that was a good thing, because while he was terrible and didn’t understand, he wasn’t forced through the trauma that Max had been forced through just because someone had been hurt by her.

Soon, Max Bronte was gone. She had gone to Plath to be rehabilitated, but the Bronte families thought that wasn’t enough. Not only did Max need to be fixed, but she needed a guardian. And who better to send than their emotionally unavailable and abusive nephew/son that was Max’s age? Because they’re close! Because everyone’s family! And yet, no one in the Bronte families seemed to notice how much it bug Cypress that he had to go ensure that Max was fixed and returned her former, homecoming queen glory. But, not that he’d admit it ever, maybe just maybe... Cypress himself could benefit from Plath. There were heavy memories in their hometown for him as well and the farther away he got from them the sooner, the better.

THOUGH THIS IS JUST A RUMOR AFTER ALL.

#me: cypress is terrible y'all #me: takes months to write up his bio #me writing this bio: CYPRESS IS TERRIBLE Y'ALL #this bio is....so shitty tho like #aagghhh i can never write things the way i want to write them and it hurts my soul #because i think i'm so detailed and eloquent and good at this but then i look back and it's like #no......no i'm not........#and no i really don't expect anyone to actually read through my shit that i'm just spewing out #but !!!! there ya go #that's how wretched he actually is #i might write more details about his friend and that friendship they had but #other than that... i don't have much planned for him #at least in the 'writing about his past' department ;v;#headcanon ;;#bio ;;#death //#abuse //#suicide //#also @ the weird present anon: here's more ammo about cypress lmao #i'm curious to see how you bring this out...#if u want too idk #this only took me like a month to complete lmao

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