**** "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in our philisophy." - Hamlet, act 1, scene 5 **** I never knew anything but a deep rooted sadness. The world had ended, what chance did I have of feeling a little glimmer of hope, or even happiness? But then I fell in love with the outpost leader, Ms Venable. **** Started in February 2020, ended in July 2020. ****

even though you wont ever be able to get back the life that left you in ashes, you find someone who numbs the burning. ·。。·゜゜·。。· ⚢ wilhemina venable x reader trigger warnings specified at the beginning of each chapter!

⚢ [Sarah Paulson FF] After the nuclear bombs had hit the ground, a radiation contamination had swept over the world, killing mankind. But somewhere between chaos, horror and destruction I'd survived in Outpost 3, a subterranean fallout shelter inhabited by a few other survivors. I was one of the last vestiges of civilized life on the planet alive in a sanctuary. Nevertheless, appearances can be deceptive. Far too late I witnessed that terrible things were going on down here: People went missing, the neglection of the house-rules at the outpost was dealt with punishment and torture and Miss Venable, the cold and intimidating matriarch who ruled the outpost with an iron fist seemed to have a dark secret. Little did I know that Miss Venable was observing me but also at the same time developing a strong desire she'd never felt before towards another woman. **** [American Horror Story Apocalypse / Sarah Paulson Fan-Fiction] Certain actions of the main character are related to a form of Stockholm syndrome! **** #1 Sarahpaulson [May 2020] [Completed in 2019]