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eyes-talks-ocs · 2 years

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Whumptober '22

Day 2. Nowhere To Run

-cornered -caged

Character/Setting: Macaw from my project 'Social Throwaways'. Diving into details of his past.

TW?: physical abuse, drugged, kidnapped, minor whumpee (he's 11 when his life turned to hell).

Just a little deep dive into why Macaw is as screwed up as he is. He has not had an easy life.

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(These are just drabble so it's rough writing. Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes!)

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"So. Do you have the boy?" Otto asked the man impatiently. Tapping the head of his cane like a typewriter.

"Sí, come down with me to the garage." The man waved for Otto to follow him.

Together they walked to the basement level of this warehouse. There was a car pulled through the doors of the underground loading dock. The unloading room lit by shotty fluorescent lights. The buzz mummed through the air with flickering from a ballast going out on a few of them. It irritated Otto to no end, but replacing the lights down here was near the bottom of his to do list. But he made the mental note to move it's place on the list. He'd be spending more and more time down here now that he had a new prize.

"I invested a good fortune into this. I better like what I see. Shitty flip phone pictures didn't impress me much. You guys couldn't do anything better? You could have gotten less grainy photos with a potato." Otto growled. "Out of the lot, he looked like the best one from what I could tell though." He sighed.

"I promise. The boy is good. Good quality." The man went to the trunk, holding the keys between his figures when suddenly he felt a rod of metal jammed between his shoulder blades. He heard the unmistakable click most people know to fear.

"This kid better speak English. I'm not going to play around with some broken English runt or something that can't even communicate with me. You guys were so helpful and never posted on the lot what origin anyone was." Otto dug the gun deeper into his back. Forcing him to buckle over the truck of the car.

"Ey, ey, ey! The kid speaks English. We've had him for a week before you bought him. He's literate, can read and write. We also got him vetted. He's healthy. We even gave him a round of vaccinations and a shot of antibiotics just for good measure and to make sure he's up to date on medical to ensure we're delivering a healthy product to our clients." The man said, winded as he was forced against the back of the car.

"Good." Otto rehomed the revolver and let the man stand straight. "Now get on with it. Show me the child."

The man collected himself, then unlocked and popped the trunk. Inside was a young boy. Bound at the wrists and ankles by zip ties. The clothes he wore didn't look like they were actually his. Baggy and trying to slip off his shoulder in his hunched position.

"He's sedated right now so he wouldn't cause a ruckus back here while we brought him over. He should be out of it for a bit. Shouldn't give you much trouble tonight." The man petted the kid's blonde hair.

Otto eyed, studying the lifeless kid in front of him. "How are his manners?"

The man hesitated for a brief moment to think. "He's still pretty shaken. He's panicky, but nothing too hard to deal with or correct. He calms down pretty okay."

"Well, I suppose he better get comfortable real quick. I don't like whining." Otto cocked his head. "Alrighty, bring him over here." Otto started walking away towards the other end of the warehouse floor. To a large maintenance closet that sat under the concrete stairs leading back up the fire escape.

He took out a ring of keys and unlocked the door. The other man lifted the kid out of the trunk and gently carried him over. Otto entered the room once the man caught up to him. He pulled the string for the light for the dusty room.

It looked like it was recently cleaned out, but not really cleaned spotless. Just enough to make it presentable. The now empty shelving had cobwebs and where things once sat, left their vacant shadows in the thick dust. What looked like a large dog bed was on the floor in the center of the narrow long room. A blanket sat folded on it.

"Put him down here." Otto said and tapped the dog bed with his cane.

The man nodded and rested the boy on it. He was surprised to see that the bed was actually new, and not once used by a mangy mutt. The child stirred a bit as he felt the arms and body set him down.

So foggy. He tried to will himself awake, but his eyes were just too heavy. He could hear muffled voices. One he recognized. The Hispanic man that had been his company for the past few days, but the other sounded so foreign to him.

Otto walked over to the boy, holding a chain. One that was connected to a wire cable tied to the radiator at the back of the room. He knelt and snaked the chain around the neck of the child on the floor. He cinched it tight, just loose enough to get a single finger through, then locked the links together with a padlock. With a good yank on the cable to make sure it was snug. He drew a knife then cut the zip ties holding the kid's feet together. But he kept the ones restraining the kid's wrists.

"That ought to do it for now." Otto said to himself. Pleased. "I'm satisfied so far. You can leave now." Otto said back up at the man.

"Alright. It was a pleasure doing business." He bowed his head in respect then proceeded to leave Otto with his new toy.

Otto watched the boy lay there, stirring every so often. He decided to see if the boy would wake. He was inpatient in wanting to meet his investment.

He sat down and propped the child up, shaking him a bit and holding him steady sitting up. The boy seemed to resist the jostling and pushed back a little, irritated to be bothered like that.

"C'mon boy. Wake up." Otto said quietly as he continued to try and get him to open his eyes consciously.

Finally he did. Groggy, he looked around and scanned the room. Still really out of it and barely understanding what was going on around him. His surroundings were new, but no less better than what he had been in. Except here was quiet. No chattering. No shouting. No screaming. "What's going on?" He asked. His voice almost inaudible, but panic was starting to boil as he started looking around the room more frantically.

"You're new home." Otto replied next to the kid. The kid jumped to the side at Otto's presence. Instantly jerking the chain placed around his neck. He stared into Otto's face as he clawed at the new collar with his bound hands.

Then, he just started crying. Terrified of what was happening. "Where's Raúl?" Were the only words he could muster.

Otto sighed, "you won't be seeing him again, he was only taking care of you for the time being. Now hush. It's going to be alright."

He shook his head and just started clawing at the chain again, getting more and more riled up the more he started panicking. He was thrown in yet another new place with new people. He didn't even remember getting here, or how he got here. Everything was still thick like honey as he tried to make sense of the situation with missing details. One part of him was trying to tell him to go back to sleep, the other telling him to try and run or fight. "I wanna go home. I want my mom" The kid breathed through his sobbing.

"This is your home now. It might seem scary right now, but trust me. You're in some of the safest hands here. As long as you listen and behave. I'll be able to give you more than your mother ever could." Otto tried reassuring the scared boy.

But he didn't quite buy it, he just sat there trembling, still trying to make sense of it all.

"What's your name? Mine's Otto." The man asked. Trying to make small talk to calm him down.

The child eyed him. Everything in him told him not to give the man his name. He just sat there thinking it over. What he should do, what he shouldn't do. Before he could think any longer the words left his mouth, "Dustin. My name is Dustin."

"It's nice to finally meet you." Otto said, then took out his knife once more.

Dustin froze at the sight of it as Otto brought it towards him. His only reaction was to close his eyes, cower and brace for what was going to happen.

Otto took the boy's hands from him, and cut the final zip ties. Freeing his hands as a reward. "Lay back down and get some rest." Otto stood up. "You've had an eventful day."

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dreamerwithapen1 · 3 years

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tell me all about your grishaverse ocs!!! im already obsessed!!! your anastasiya lantsov poster is to die for!

omg thank you!! 😭 i’m more than happy to talk about them!! this is about to be way longer than it should be lol

anastasiya lenkov

* the peace between ravka and her country of astaria is still relatively new, and as such, she and her mother (the queen of astaria) embark on many diplomatic trips to ravka and that’s how she gets to know our dear nikolai

* basically she sees this hyperactive, little whirlwind of a boy and thinks “yes, i need him in my life” and from then on they spend countless hours together: sparring (which ana soundly beats him at every time), creating various inventions of nikolai’s, and lowkey causing mischief wherever they go

* nikolai has the softest crush on her and little ana is completely oblivious

* ana, along with being a princess and a warrior, is also a grisha, a corporalki to be exact, and spends a lot of her time in ravka at the little palace, learning from baghra and other teachers. she’s an incredibly talented heartrender but she also learns as much as she can about healing

* because of her grisha powers, she’s kidnapped by slavers while on a trip to ravka and is shuffled from one slaver to another for several years, never being able to use her powers or fight back. she becomes a shell of who she used to be and has given up all hope of being able to escape

* during this time, nikolai is masquerading as sturmhond and stumbles upon an auction where ana is being sold. he buys her, frees her, and she spends several months on his ship, recovering both physically and mentally and trying to learn how to be herself again

* she convinces nikolai to take her into the part of the fold that stretches over the astarian volcanic mountains, and that’s where she finds a lone dragon egg. she takes it with her and is able to revive it, and shortly after, the dragon hatches. (i’m also toying with the idea of her dragon being her living amplifier)

* once the events of siege and storm roll around, she goes along with nikolai and crew to help alina defeat the darkling

* despite her feelings for nikolai, she supports him in trying to form a marriage alliance with alina as she knows that it’s more important than one between him and herself

* she and zoya are bffs and my absolute queens. they can and will destroy you without hesitation, an iconic duo

amara desai

* my crow baby 😭

* she’s mainly suli with a bit of zemeni from her dad’s side

* she grew up in ravka, traveling from one city to another with her family and never staying in one place for too long. she never had a place to call home, instead her home was wherever her family was

* both her mother and older brother were grisha; however, they kept their powers quiet and hidden so as to not be drafted to the second army

* when she’s just a young girl, her family is attacked by druskelle. her father, while not grisha, is killed while defending her mother, and her mother and brother are taken away in chains, leaving her with her fathers body

* members of the second army stumble across her there, and they discover her own grisha powers and whisk her away to the little palace where she spends the next several years training as an inferni

* amara is reckless, stubborn, conniving, intelligent, and far too curious for her own good

* all of these traits lead her to being very unhappy at the little palace. she hates the rules and the monotony of living there. and she hates how close minded her teachers and other grisha are. she wants to know why they’re bound to only one category, why no one stretches their powers to new limits by trying their hand at other powers. after all, if she could manipulate fire, why couldn’t she do the same with air, with water?

* at about 14/15 years old, she escapes from the little palace and the second army and finds herself in ketterdam

* she’s all alone in a country she’s never been to and yet, she hasn’t felt this free since her family was alive and she becomes attached to ketterdam immediately, loving the chaos and unbridled energy that the city has

* she willingly becomes indentured to councilman hoede in order to get close to other indentured grisha and learn about their powers from them; however, she also wants to gain the protection of a gang without letting hoede know

* she recognizes and sees the potential in kaz and the dregs and offers to feed him information about hoede in exchange for becoming a member of the dregs, and she makes it clear that she sees kaz as her leader and not haskell.

* she admires kaz’s ruthlessness, his intelligent mind, and his willingness to do whatever it takes to get what he wants for those are all qualities she herself has, and as the grisha say “like calls to like”

* she and nina know each other from their time at the little palace and there’s some tension between the two as amara doesn’t hold the same love for ravka as nina does and has no interest in returning to her home country or helping it. the two eventually work past their differences and come to understand each other. and honestly, what a scary duo, you do not want them plotting against you

* and then of course, there’s amara and matthias. now that’s one friendship that never quite happens. after all, amara had her family killed and torn apart by the druskelle, and matthias had his family killed by an inferni (at least i think it was an inferni) she’s openly hostile toward him throughout all of six of crows, and in crooked kingdom they have an unspoken agreement that while they’ll never be friendly, they can at least be cordial with each other

* inej is like a sister to amara and vice versa. they bond over their suli roots and lost childhoods and amara is extremely protective of inej and makes it her mission to see her dream of stopping slavers and reuniting with her family come true.

* she has her own reason for wanting to infiltrate the ice court, that being to seek revenge and kill the druskelle commander that ruined her life as a child. she doesn’t tell the others about this personal mission of hers and it causes things to go a bit south

#thank you so much for asking about them lovely!!#ch: anastasiya lenkov #ch: amara desai #grishaverse oc

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ode-of-odr-archive · 4 years

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Before the Commonwealth

Be warned this contains child abuse, neglect and death.

Raserei was born in the Wisconsin area to a poor family who despite their lack of caps or food kept having children. Raserei was one of six, with the seventh on the way when he was sold to a cult/gang when he was eight.

Generally, the gang known as Odin’s Children, known for their selling of experimental and traditional chems and racism; also their raids and other vicious acts. They only bought the eldest children from the slums in the Green Bay area, but Raserei’s older brother was sickly and they were going to only give Raserei’s family half of what they normally pay. But when his mother happily offered up Raserei who was already showing signs he would grow into a large man they gave them double than normal.

At first, this seemed like a small blessing because his father was about to make Raserei work a corner with his sister who was only seven. But as soon as that brand was burned on his left wrist he knew whatever hope he had for a better life was gone.

From eight to the age of ten he was basically in charge of keeping their headquarters clean and to be the punching bag when the berserkers hadn’t come off their chems from a raid and to remove any corpses should the men have gotten to rowdy with “distractions”. However one day a berserker pushed the boy too far and Raserei retaliated beating the man’s skull in so badly no one could say who he was at first. This left most the people in the compound stunned and in awe that this little boy had such brute strength naturally.

It was then the leader who went by the name Odin began preparing Raserei to become a berserker to replace the one he killed. He was forcefully addicted to a potent drug made by their head alchemist, as well as jet and on his “graduation day” he bound and blindfolded him before pumping him full of their chems of choice and setting him loose on some unsuspecting settlers. He killed his first man at twelve and he didn’t even know how to cry about it.

At fifteen he met Mary, a young girl who lived in the settlement that sprung up in the old Football Field. Which meant she had a life and was spared from the uglier parts of life in this shit hole of a world. Despite him pushing her away, he became infatuated with her and not long after she held his heart.

Sadly Raserei was forced to grow up fast and Mary was looking for adventure, two things that can lead to life-changing situations. Mary found she was pregnant and at the age of sixteen Raserei was going to be a father.

He fled with Mary and their unborn child in hopes Raserei could shake the gang he was bought into. And for eight years it worked until he took on some Brotherhood members and drew notice to himself. Odin’s Children didn’t like some of their best property leaving like it did, mostly when Raserei was bought for the hefty sum of 400 caps. (At least he believes this is why it happened)

Raserei was drugged and his family kidnapped. The gang pumped Raserei full of hallucinogens and fury and set the former ganger on his family. Raserei didn’t even know who he had killed until his high ended and he was left in the mutilated corpses of his wife and daughter; while he was gnawing on the bones of his wife.

Rage and sorrow became the only thing keeping him alive as he tore through his captors. He fled Wisconsin nine years ago leaving a river of blood behind him

#let the wolf sleep - ooc #tw: child abuse #child abuse tw #child death tw #tw: child death #◾ What looks so strong is so delicate — headcanon #◾ Souvenir of sadness — Fallout

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chrxmatix · 6 years

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Jay Cood( PRIVATE PM FOR PERM. TO RP)

(tw: Violence and Gore)

BASIC INFORMATION

OCCUPATION Tattoo artist; gang leader AGE 29 NATIONALITY Chinese SPECIES Lava dragon ORIENTATION Bisexual

PAST: Growing up in a city for partying and gambling, Jason grew to be a very well behaved child, he lived along side his mother--a fire dragon, father-- an earth dragon, and his grand mother which is one of the 6 elder electric dragons. Jason studied well and loved his parents ever so dearly. Until the year he turned 14 , Jason got kidnapped from his home; and held for ransome by a clan claiming his father didn't complete the deal while they were working together, with fear instilled in his heart he was sold off to train and kill to repay his fathers debt to them. Earning a very large branding on his back( Which is now covered by a large dragon tattoo); his inner dragon instincts were released.

PRESENT: Ever since the incident from his childhood Jason was never the same, he took on the clan as the leader got too old and got himself killed on a mission for a drug deal. He never finished his education and he was ever more distant with his family. So he left and traveled to china and then South Korea in which he opened his own tattoo shop. Soon he found himself falling in love with a young male named Taehyung and things changed from then on, he went back home and made amends with his family, especially his grandmother, he made sure he worked hard at the shop to make up the lack of education he had; ended up getting extra tattoos on his arm and leg. But the gang activity still remains the same.

CONNECTIONS

Relation #1: Kim Taehyung (@childofdarkness-taehyung): His lover, his hsuband, his everything and life. Also the mun is this mun's bae

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME Cood Longfei NICKNAME(S) Jason, Jay, Longfei, Feifei DATE OF BIRTH May 21, 1988 NATIONALITY Chinese RELIGION Christian THREAT LEVEL Hazardous when provoked

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

FACE CLAIM Nu'est M's Jason HEIGHT 176cm EYE COLOUR Golden Amber HAIR COLOUR + STYLE Black and styled back TATTOO(S) Yes, a dragon tattoo across the back shoulders, vines and indomitble warriors mask wrapping his right bicep, and a Yang tattoo on his wrist (Taehyung holds Yin on his wrist)

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

HOMETOWN Las Vegas, USA CURRENT RESIDENCE S.Korea LANGUAGE(S) Mandarin, English,Korean SOCIAL CLASS Mid wealthy PARENT #1 mama AKA Jie Fu: Lava Dragon PARENT #2 baba AKA Heng Fu: Earth Dragon H PET(S) Lots of them, Please ask mun for info cause we lost track PRISON TIME? 2 years when he was 22

VICES + HABITS

SMOKES? Yes DRINKS? Yes DRUGS? Yes ( All sorts) VIOLENT? Kind of but not really HOBBIES Watching TV, Reading and swimming LIKES Spending time with his loved ones, eating and sleeping DISLIKES horribly offensive and rude people, magic

MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION

HOUSE A modern minimalistic house on a hill side over looking the city line

Current style:

#ja #ja;likes #ja;work #ja;love #ja;rp

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