TW: Includes mentions of rape and abuse.
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I was in the backseat of a car, a different man and a woman in the front. We were on a busy highway and suddenly loud honks erupted in the air. Colors and lights flashed before me as a loud crash was heard.
I screamed again, crying as the two people were lying on the dashboard, blood gushing from their heads.
I was in the back, the airbag saving me. Police sirens came ringing moments later as darkness consumed me.
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"Please," I whimpered. "Please stop."
The man laughed. "Why should I? You're just a useless, quirkless nobody! Only here for my pleasure~"
I huddled into a ball as he kicked me profusely, then threw me onto a bed. "I-I do... have... a q-quirk." I choked out blood, my body numb. He pinned me to the bed, biting my neck.
"That's right, and you can't even fight with it! I don't even need to activate my quirk to hurt you. Your quirk doesn't do anything useful!"
The man on top of me turned into a large shadow monster, swallowing me whole. I closed my eyes and screamed.
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I stood alone, surrounded by dark figures pointing at me and laughing. I was a "quirkless nerd", a "nobody", a "useless quirkless," a "waste of space".
I screamed for help. But nobody came.
No teachers.
No parents.
No friends.
No heroes.
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Words after words, insults and insults, then came the punches and kicks. The beatings. Then rape.
Me. I screamed. And yelled. And begged.
For help. For it to all stop. For someone.
And a figure appeared in front of me, crouching down. Reaching out with a hand....
"[Y/N].... "
"[Y/N]!"
"[L/N]!"
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Insomnia [Shota Aizawa x Reader] (Old Version)
Fanfic[Y/N] hardly sleeps, has a special, unique quirk, and is a villain. How does she compare to Shota Aizawa, who seems to love sleep, has a quirk-erasing quirk, and is a pro-hero? -•- This is the old and unedited version. This story is not good. There...