#S. A

[fbs-fc-ur-mommy]

Warning: angst ⚠️mentions of seggs and violence /⚠️ non consensual⚠️(Basically S. A and rpe )no romance in this. SUICIDE ⚠️Autor doesn't support s.a kink or rpe (from an s.a victim)⚠️

Pairing :legion x reader

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You we're the last survivor, all your teammates leaved you behind, as you see the gate in front of you the joy was quickly replace with fear when you saw Frank sitting casually there and playing with his knife .You we're surprised to see Frank in a new brand clothes than his dirty ones. He was wearing some military similar clothing with combat boots and an gas mask on his face. Trying careful not to make any noise to turn the other way an crow suddenly cawed making him look at up from his knife.

Not even thinking you ran without looking back, you knew that he probably was smirking under his mask and for your sake giving you an ahead. Breathing heavily you tried to find the other gate or maybe by luck the hatch.

To your prayers you found the gate and trying to open it, you again prayed that the sounds that the gate was making to stop looking every second behind your back.

You we're so close to open it... So close... But an hand in your hair yanked back on your back hard making your vision go blurry. You tried to get up, you've received an punch in your face, then an kick in your stomach. Your air goes out of your lungs, tears blurring your vision, your lungs screaming for more air but couldn't breath cuz of your badly broken nose. Now the fear and panic takes over adrenaline. Trying to cover your face with your hands and cover your vital organs with your legs up to your chest you forget that you have an mini skirt. Hyperventilating you noticed that he stopped his assault instead he was breathing heavily.

You got it right away, you didn't need another hint, trying to get up again you we're grabbed by your waist, kicking and punching the air you tried he only tighten his grip.

You tried to fight. You really tried. You got an advence when he was trying taking off your skirt, you took off his mask and thrust your acrylic nail in his left eye. You tought that the pain would distract him only and only for him to grab your ankle, lading on your stomach you looked back for the first time only to revive an hard punch right in your broken nose. You weren't surprised when you got knocked up by the punch, the first time you got saved by the adrenaline. The fear won't save you. The fear didn't either saved you when your drunk dad killed you with his beer bottle . You weren't surprised when you woke up sore down there and seeing him above you. You closed your eyes hoping that all will end, that the entity will have mercy and just kill you.

You hoped that the survivors will comfort you. They weren't surprised when you told them. They instead blamed you. They shamed you. They blamed you for seeking attention. They blamed you in every way possible. They cursed you in every way possible.

You we're lucky.

You found micheal myers at the lake.

He took your idea when you handed an small kitchen knife.

You closed your eyes. And waited .

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Comfort to all rpe and S. A victim no matter tt what it wasn't your fault <3

Idek what but I will write an fan fic with the noir from the welcome to the game

[pespillo]

the pipeline of fixating over some thingy

[theuglymachine]

Yeah it was me, I made the Cool S sword.

[vinceaddams]

People who try to copy historical writing styles don't say enough weird stuff in them. I'm listening to a 1909 story about a ghost car right now, and the narrator just said he honked the car horn a bunch of times, but the way he phrased it was "I wrought a wild concerto on the hooter".

[nerdygaymormon]

[a-s-fischer]

If you want a good object lesson about what we can and can't know about the past, we don't know Ea-Nasir was a dishonest merchant selling shoddy goods.

What we know is we have found a cache of complaint tablets about him selling low quality copper as high quality, in a site that was probably his own residence. We know multiple people complained he was a cheat. It's entirely possible they were right. It's also entirely possible that he kept these complaint letters as records of people he would no longer do business with, because they had made accusations and threats in order to bully him into giving them free copper. That is an equally valid interpretation of the evidence.

My point is not that we have maligned Ea-Nasir, my point is that thousands of years later, we do not and cannot know.

[nedlittle]

vehicular manslaughter chappell roan be like you can hit a hundred boys with cars

[bloodstainedmuzzle]

Resident Evil 4 Remake (2023) Leon S. Kennedy [ 1 / ??? ]

[s-aint-elmo]

pass it on!

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[sumikatt]

black and brown bloggers will describe a racist phenomenon in a slightly jesting way and white people will very openly flock to the notes proudly saying “i do that!!! xD”. No shame at all. Appalling, really

[wilted]

help

[northernolddragon]

[null-doesnothing]

[w0rnoutsock]

uhm.. yeah..

[loveaankilaq]

People online (white) will create so many conspiracy theories that just boil down to "Asians aren't complete human beings with their own thoughts and autonomy" like maybe Chinese people are just going about their day to day life. Maybe a video of a North Korean person like chilling is just a person chilling, who isn't going to power down like a robot once the video is over. Stop being a fucking creep.