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TRAUMABONDING

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→ Comment with all the bad shit your character's suffered through in their canon. Please remember to use proper TWs/CWs, if applicable.
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Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ OTA

[infinite1ups]

( potential trigger warnings for: sexual assault, violence, gore, body horror, and death. she's not gonna get into the gory details about what she's been through unless someone asks, though. feel free to give me a heads up if you're okay or not okay with something! )

Uh... let's see. Creepy guys stalking me, trying to assault me. Attacked multiple times by a literal serial killer. Surviving a nuclear man burning down my house and I was the only one who could stop him from turning my hometown into a mushroom cloud. Lost both my bio-parents before I really had the chance to get to know them. People getting hurt or dying to protect me when they literally didn't have to. Being kidnapped by my own government. Lured to a carnival to make a crazy guy with incel vibes powerful and then almost got buried alive with my dad.

And that's just the stuff off the top of my head. [ Infomercial salesperson voice: ] But wait! There's more!

I mean-- I'm not gonna get into it. But, yeah. There's definitely more.

[nogoldilocks]

Oh man, do I know that whole “kidnapped by my own government” thing all too well, kid. Did they do the whole “work with us or else” thing?

[infinite1ups]

No, they imprisoned us. Me and a bunch of people.

[ourlittlenordicangel]

I can stalk... the creepy men stalking you? [ Ja? Good? Swede will halp! ]

[infinite1ups]

That's probably not a good idea. They're pretty dangerous.

Well, the ones who aren't dead.

[not_yet_screaming]

Can't say I've had a nuclear man burning down my house, and the only way I've lost my parents is dad ran off with his secretary. And the kidnapping was by mad scientists. But other than that I can relate to almost all that. And there's definitely more including being mind controlled and then gaslit by both my controller and my friends, and losing both my best friend and my boyfriend. And hearing the dead.

Jade "the Prophetess" | Enderal: Forgotten Stories

[dreamflowers]

Hm. For starters, my father tried to kill me. Shortly after, my entire family was murdered by cultists. Spent ten years as a slave afterwards to an overly paranoid megalomaniac who assumed just about everyone was against her.

That barely scrapes the surface, but... [le shrug] You get the idea. Everyone's got baggage.

[Info & Permissions covers potential triggers/sensitive subjects bound to come up with this walking natural disaster of a woman.]

michael afton | five nights at freddy's

[ptoma]

[ cw: violence, murder, gore/mutilation, body horror, child abuse, child death, cringe. ]

Uh ... [ scratches nose ] ... okay. Well.

Watched my drunk abusive dad pull my little sister's mangled body out of one of his animatronic creations after he specifically told me to watch her. Accidentally killed my little brother on his birthday. Mum left, good fucking riddance.

[ he hesitates ... fidgets with his hands. this shit gets hard to explain. ] I ... thought I was being haunted by my sister and tried to help her. But of course not, I was walking into a trap. Some other mad sentient robot creature guilt-tripped me, kidnapped me, tormented me, and eventually lured me into what has so affectionately been named "The Scooping Room." Got ripped open by an animatronic demolition machine. I woke up on the sidewalk in broad daylight after that fucking thing got tired of wearing me as a costume. I've no idea how I came back, so don't bother asking. But there is an animatronic endoskeleton inside of me, instead of ... [ vague gestures ] normal human insides.

As it turns out, my father's behind all of it. His animatronic creations are all haunted, possessed by the souls of the children he killed and hid their bodies inside. Found that one out a bit late. I tried hunting him down, tried stopping him. Thirty years. And all I did was get other people hurt or killed, and set an even worse version of him loose on an unsuspecting public. So ... I gave up.

[ ... he nods his head, ] I think that about sums it up, really.

[tenpo]

( when he said, 'we can have a serious chat,' this isn't what he'd meant, but okay. hm. )

That sounds very difficult. ( he nudges the box of cigarettes closer to mike. )

That explains the eyes, then. I thought you were maybe an alien or something.

[ptoma]

[ tch ] Sure. Difficult. [ grumbling while grabbing the box and lighting up post haste ] I don't know why I said all that, anyway.

But fuck, you're right, I could've been telling people I'm an alien this whole time. That would've been way more cool. [ oversized purple robot eyes? nooo, cool alien eyes, that's what they are. ]

[coldestsummer]

... sounds like a whole lot of people are lucky you didn't go fully ballistic and burn the whole goddamn world down instead of just building up some collateral damage.

[ptoma]

Believe me, the thought's certainly crossed my mind once or twice. But-- [ shrugs ] that'd be pretty bad for business.

becca ~ original ~ ota

[cafeultra]

( trigger warnings for religious trauma, strict/abusive parents, bullying? and sexual abuse. )

My parents tried to indoctrinate me into a cult. That was the way they chose to raise me. They may or may not have had a husband picked out for me. Because of this, and because of who I am as a person, I guess, I was also bullied all through school. I can count on my hand the number of friends I had, and one of those was my cousin. I spent so much time alone as a kid that most of the time I just didn't even talk to anyone. Couldn't fit in at church because I was questioning the church. Couldn't fit in at school because they knew my family was that weird church family.

And the part that people will probably think is actually fucked up... [ She sighs, a hand lifting to nudge her hair out of her face. ] When I was a teenager, one of the elders in my church asked me if I masturbate, and when I tried to avoid the question he pressed for details. So I told him.

He said he was going to tell my parents, but I don't think he ever did. If he had, they never would've let me go on my mission where I got myself kicked out of the church as soon as I got a chance.

[bit_awkward]

Family trauma. What a hassle huh? Especially when it gets to spill over into school life.

Though it sounds like in the end you got what you needed, out?

[cafeultra]

Yeah. I saw my opportunity to break free and took it immediately. Got me put out of the church and my family all at once, so I struggled for a while, but it was absolutely worth it.

All in all I was pretty lucky with how it all turned out. Minus some lingering trauma, probably. [ Probably? Sheesh, Becca. ]

Shigaraki Tomura | My Hero Academia

[wincon]

[ cw: child abuse. ]

My father always hated what I wanted to be as a child. Whenever he was unhappy with me, he'd berate me and throw me out into the yard. I spent a lotta time back there, and the only thing that stuck with me was my dog. Sure, everyone tried to comfort me afterwards, but they never stopped him or let me back in the house. Back then I always felt weighed down, like there was a heavy cloud around my entire existence.

One day, my sister showed me our father's secret. When he found out, she put it on me. I don't blame her anymore, but back then it was like she stabbed me in the back. He hit me. At that point in my life, it was the worst pain I'd ever felt.

After that, I killed them all, and I felt better. Relieved.

Is that good enough?

Obviously I had no place to go after that, so I wandered around the city alone. No one would stop to tell me where to go or what to do, not until Sensei picked me up and gave me somewhere to stay. He taught me. I did some breaking and entering, some assault, some kidnapping, and I killed more people. He tried to hijack my body, because what kind of final boss would be complete without a twist like that?

That's pretty much it. Maybe soon I can add "killed the one who looked after me" to the list.

[coldestsummer]

[Natsuo's silent for a long, long time.

Empathy doesn't come all that naturally to him anymore but he used to be a creature of almost suffocating empathy, forever trying to absorb the pain of others by giving them a space to release it and then carrying it on his own broad shoulders. That Natsuo wouldn't have cared about Shigaraki's lethal hands - he would've gathered Tomura into his arms and cursed the casual, thoughtless cruelty of families and stroked his hair as if it might soothe both of them at once.

Now? He can hear the echo of that self's outrage on Tomura's behalf, but it's like he's forgotten its language.]

That's what they always want. Sometimes it's real dads, sometimes it's old men who take over the role... but they just want to use some dumb kid to do better than they did, or make the choice they didn't, or what the fuck ever. Keep themselves alive a bit longer through the children. It's parasitism, and they wonder why we end up sick.

[wincon]

[ The fortunate part is that he's not looking to be soothed. The opportunity for that is years gone, should have come when he was banished to the back of the family home or was left to wander the streets alone, dirty and barefoot. The fact that he was never saved—that probably killed something inside him. Now all he wants is to see this rotten society crumble.

Presumably that's why "Zero" sticks around too. ]

You sound like you know a thing or two about parasitism.

[capillatus]

I'm so sorry that happened to you. It must have been so hard. You deserved so much better. Especially as a kid who didn't get what was happening. Nobody should have to go through that. I can't imagine what it was like. Everybody let you down, back then.

[He hadn't known Tomura then, but he feels responsible, as irrational as that might be. It's hard for him not to sympathize with Tomura, in spite of the things he's done. It's weird to talk to him like this, though...]

I wish I could have been there to help you. Lifting heavy clouds is kind of my specialty.

[Oboro smiles, sadly, lowering his eyes. He generally tries to keep his tone light, but it's hard to do when talking about things like this.]

I got my body hijacked by him, too, after I died. It's kind of his thing, stealing people's bodies. Not the greatest experience to have in common though, huh?

Someone has to stop him. I believe you can, you know.

[wincon]

... Your OG personality input is pretty corny, huh, Kurogiri?

[ Sorry Oboro, but the other guy that looked after him is the "real" one to Tomura. ]

I will stop him. Only because it's my body to do as I please.

Saving the world? I couldn't care less about that. Let him play king of the hill if he wants. That world of the future is no worse than this world now. He wasn't wrong about all of this being a miserable farce. What he was wrong about was thinking I would be an obedient vessel.

Ashera | Xenoblade Chronicles 3 | OTA

[lone_exile]

[Spoilers for Ashera's Ascension quest in the game
cw: death, suicidal thoughts, suicide/suicide pact]

Well I suppose there is no delicate way to go about this. Do me a favour and keep this from my lieutenants, will you? The last thing I need is for them to sniff out a weakness in their Commander so quickly.



In another time I was executed. It was simply what awaited us after ten long years of fighting in an endless war, taking so many lives. But to have it end with a few words of 'ceremony' and the swing of a Blade by an executioner... it felt empty.

And yet I start remembering as soon as the scar starts appearing on my neck. The vivid pain and memories following and building. Each time it gets worse and worse and before my tenth year is up I reach a point where I cannot take it anymore and just... go mad. Then end it myself.

I've stopped counting how many times I've gone through it. How many of my lives I've taken by my own hand.

I've never wanted my soldiers to be forced with the choice of having to hold their Commander down, screaming and clawing at my neck from the pain, begging to be put out of my misery like a rabid volff that's gone insane. Haha, don't get me wrong. They are a tough and ruthless lot and could probably do it if enough of them banded together, sensing weakness... yet the feelings that would come after of how pointless it all was. It would weigh on them. Some of them at least. At least one. Maybe? Hmm.

So my answer is to throw myself into the fray, searching for the most worthy battle where I can go with no regrets. Though if that doesn't work out... well. Unexpectedly finding someone who understood and promised to end it for me before it becomes unbearable again is strangely... comforting. It's a terrible burden to bear but they are willing to shoulder it if I take them with me.

Perhaps it will make facing the next time a bit easier but, hah... I'll admit right now it puts me in a bit of a bind?

[offseers]

So you remember all of it?

Percy De Rolo | Critical Role | ota

[baron_badass]

[cw: Torture, possession, family murder]

My family trusted the wrong people and when they came to dinner they murdered everyone but me and one of my sisters. They were murdered right in front of us....and then were dragged to the dungeons where they tortured me for months trying to get me to tell them where something on our property was.

I thought I was going to die...but then my sister managed to escape her cell and untie me. We attempted to run away but...she was felled by arrows and I was forced to jump off a cliff. I then spent two years trying to rebuild my life so I could get revenge...and made a deal with a demon to make my world's first firearm.

Sae | original | ota

[experiment01]

(CW: discussions of child experimentation and abuse.)

[This is all written out in text form rather than speaking it out loud. Some sentences were jumbled or messy, almost like a diary. It was pretty therapeutic to rant about it like this in anycase.] I'm pretty sure I was kidnapped as a baby from my original birth family. The files I was told to not open until I was older confirmed my suspicions. I only have one polaroid of what my birth parents look like but it's taken from a distance and the faces.. the faces are too blurry to make out any features. I was experimented on from infancy- the White Coats tried to turn me into a superhuman. Or I guess one of those little soldiers that does what they say but I don't think it quite worked out as they expected. I'm surprised they didn't outright kill me for failing to live up to their expectations, but I guess since I didn't initially die as all the others did, I must have been useful for something..?

I really don't know. It's something that I think about sometimes but I usually try not to.. it only make me feel guilty for all the other innocent people who were there with me who didn't make it.

All I remember from my childhood was being poked and prodded and sliced into that I got used to it. long hours of grueling conditioning for a variety of things that I can barely remember anymore. I'm just above average in strength but it doesn't really help me out much anyways. I'm incredibly weak as a person. All I got was a pair of useless wings that I can't even fly with!

it's annoying. I hate that they destroyed my life in such a way. I hate that I can't fully ever trust doctors or scientists because of this and seeing one in person makes me either want to run away or stab them until they stop breathing. or that seeing a lab coat triggers a massive panic attack. It's stupid, stupid, stupid..! The only thing I now have is just severe PTSD and selective mutism.

[untranslatable]

[ Well, lots to unpack there, but he'll speak to the point that he can empathize with the most— ]

... Simply because they cannot fly, I don't think that you're obliged to believe that your wings are without use. For example, a chicken will flap its wings for its entire life and never once fly with them, but... would it not be a deeply pitiable thing to call them useless?