"My blue" (SALVIS)

"My blue" (SALVIS)

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"I hate myself. I hate the way I think. I hate the way my dad hurt me, I hate the way I love you." Travis realised what he said. Sal smiles underneath his sweaty prosthetic. "Travis...why didn't you tell me sooner!?" ________________________________________________ TW: Mentions of suicide Self harm Sexual assault/ rape Abuse Smut (ay ayyy) Travis Phelps is the son of a well known preacher called Kenneth Phelps. Travis' dad is a very religious man and is known for his positive outcomes. Until. you read between the lines, Kenneth is nothing more than a religious maniac and is very abusive towards his son but that's not all, Our little Travis is gay! And has a crush on a boy named sally face but Travis just can't admit that he's gay! Not my art<3
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Sal screamed so loudly that it hurt Travis's ears and echoed in his head for several minutes after it had finished. The sound was unlike anything he'd ever heard on TV, unlike anything he'd ever made when his father beat him. It was visceral, primal. Filled with the most basic of instinct from any living thing: fear. A kind of it that was so deep, it lacerated Sal's vocal cords as it tore through his stomach and out of his throat, loud enough to reach heaven, desperate enough to be a prayer. It was the sound of death. ========== Sal can't find his anxiety medication on the fourth of July. He subsequently proceeds to have one of the worst breakdowns he's ever had in Nockfell, directly in front of Travis Phelps. (25,288 words) CONTENT WARNINGS: This fic contains graphic depictions of PTSD flashbacks, panic attacks, suicidality, and descriptions of child abuse, harm and trauma. (Cover art is my own)

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