As an a/b/o world building thing, i like thinking about a society where kidnapping an omega isn't even a crime. It's not the most normal way for an alpha to get a mate these days, but its not frowned upon either.
Its considered good manners for the kidnapper to send a letter with some money to his new mates family. but its also very common for an omega to just not come home one day. wealthier families could file a missing persons report, once the omega is confirmed to be possessed by an alpha, the law could do nothing more. itd be up to the family to repossess the omega by force or let it be.
while itd be extremely rude, you could also steal an omega from another alpha. if an alpha can't keep his omega safe, then he didn't want it as much you did anyway.
omegas would have similar rights to pets, essentially. although what's considered abuse to an omega isn't very well established. in most communities, breaking bones or putting it in a life threatening situation would be enough for the law to step in. usually the alpha would just get a slap on the wrist, maybe they'd have to take a class on proper care practices. its not uncommon for alphas to let law enforcement to 'meet with' the omega in question. the alpha would let the cops use the omega however they wished in exchange for downplaying whatever they witnessed.
if ever an omega would be deemed to be abused, the police would keep it as evidence in their office as the case is investigated. if the alpha is found to be guilty, the omega would be formally released from the alphas possession. the omegas family would be contacted to see if they would want to take the omega back in. usually the family would decline. a battered up omega that may be willing to tell on its alpha would be difficult to marry off again. usually the police would keep it in custody while it recovers. and then it'd be allowed to wander free with very little ability to secure a steady job or place to live. its best bet would be to find a new alpha to take ownership of it🥰
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If I was an Ariral I would absolutely abduct random humans and take them to cool places around the universe for like, a week, and then drop them back on earth, never to be seen by them again
TW // CSA and SA-coded Allegories in UtK Chapter 6 and UtK2 Chapter 6
"Angie is not a CSA and SA-coded survivor"
Canon Angie:
- Her childhood trauma starts 8
- She was abducted and trafficked with DNA patterns by Delphi
- Delphi tried to allegorically sexually assault her by implanting a GUILT on her body and putting her an incubator inside, until her dad saved her
- Witnessed her a replacement died inside an incubator, where death is also her trauma triggers
- Had trauma response where she saw any children with Triti inside an incubator
- Her childhood trauma is allegorically for reacting to forceful impregnation and lithopedion complications despite she wasn't physically violated, but it reacts similar to tokophobia
- She was abducted and trafficked again by Delphi at 24
- Had trauma response and went frozen where she was forced to meet Heinrich soon in the next episode
- She was blindfolded and Derek had to asked if she was okay, then she answered yes, because he needed to ask her if Delphi allegorically sexually assaulted her body while she was blindfolded
- She was dehumanized and objectified, where Heinrich refers her as a "handmaiden" in Japanese, which is also associated with slavery
- She was given with an allegorical SA threat by Heinrich, by implanting Angie's body to cultivate more GUILT strains, which is again a forceful impregnation
- Had trauma response while she was frozen and went silent while she and Derek were forced go the cell
- Vents to Derek that she was afraid for Heinrich's allegorical SA threat on her, but Derek reassured her that he will surgically remove it if she has GUILT inside her body
- The 6-6 Game Over implied that Angie was allegorically sexually assaulted by Delphi off-screen
- She almost allegorically sexually assaulted at 8 (UtK) and 24 (UtK2), according to the lore-wise
Fandom: "Angie is the worst written character"
Canon Angie
- Complex Character that requires you to have empathy, critical thinking and media literacy
- She has good and bad traits, she is still human
- Purposely written her as a Neurodivergent with BPD and Autistic-coded allegories according to my Autistic and BPD lens
- Canon Wasian (3/4 Japanese and 1/4 German), but she would be 3/4 German American and 1/4 Japanese if the localizers didn't erase her mixed heritage
- Her being Quarter German was treated as "isn't she a little too--?" by Derek and "gorgeous assistant" by Tyler, but both are saying in the harmless way and they have no malicious intentions against her
- Canon Abduction and Human Trafficking Survivor with CSA and SA-coded Allegories (themes: tend to "lose" a part of their body (attempted GUILT on her body) and difficulty with relationships)
- Her body was almost violated at 8 (UtK Chapter 6-4) and 24 (UtK2 Chapter 6-5) respectively by Delphi
- Her father prevented her becoming a Sinner for Triti by Delphi (read: her dad prevents his daughter getting allegorically impregnated with GUILT)
- UtK Chapter 6-4 is allegory for Forceful Impregnation and Surgical Abortion (Triti on Stomach is a metaphor for Lithopedion)
- She was dehumanized and objectified by Delphi, later being mistreated as a "handmaiden" (read: "slave") in Japanese UtK2, because "handmaiden" is unfortunately associated with slavery
- She witnessed a dead child inside an incubator with Triti (read: child died at lithopedion complications), which caused her develop to trauma triggers involving death-related topics such as patients having near-death experiences
- Displays with Autistic traits such as masking (forcing to be smile to be more "professional" and fitting with others) and feeling uncomfortable with camera flashlights
- Her trauma makes emotionally immaturity to difficulty controlling her emotional instability and she gets upset if she misinterprets others
- Realizes her mistakes and apologizes such as regretting what she says during the splitting and opening a door without knocking
- Prone to paranoia and dissociation when it comes to death-related topics or GUILT, where she has difficulty telling what is real and what is not
- Had a mental breakdown such as psychotic breakdown, where she had distorted thinking and thoughts that made her difficult to concrete her, panicking, excessive crying and screaming for help in human way in UtK/SO 1-8
- She also has abandonment issues, because she thought Derek was going to abandon or cheat on her with other women in UtK2 Chapter 3
- Got yelled and abandoned by Derek a few times in UtK2, where she went depressed and quiet for Chronic Feelings of Emptiness
- Regretted what she said to Derek during splitting in 3-7
- Tried to pull Derek back in 4-1 for push-pull dynamics
- She was more depressed and thought Derek wouldn't care her despite Derek temporarily lost his Healing Touch in UtK2 4-2
- Workaholic and overworks herself which is allegorically for SH in UtK2 Chapter 4-5, because Derek was transferred to Hope Hospital temporarily
- She was more suicidal in UtK/SO, where she projected her own suicidal threat into Linda during the splitting (because she misinterprets for Linda being "ungrateful" at her and saying sorry that she was trying her best despite wasted efforts towards Derek and Linda), gets paranoid thoughts about euthanasia and her dad refuses to accept her death in UtK 6-5
- Her relationship with Derek is not abusive, it's actually BPD and FP relationship, where her favorite person is Derek, she idealizes him as a "real doctor", and tends to seek reassurance and validation, she needs him to protect her from Delphi
- Actually friendly to children and teen patients (Linda is still alive in the sequel), her friendliness is reason why she wanted to save children from Delphi and she also asked Sylvia to bring sweets for children at refugee camps in UtK2
- Wants to be treated equally just like others, not being dehumanized and objectified by Delphi
So, I run, I love it, it’s absolutely indispensable to my mental health and physical wellbeing.
I follow what we’ve all been told are basic safety precautions, I have a phone with me, I tell two people where I’m going and how long I expect to be gone, I share my location with a loved one, I bring enough water and if necessary food for the duration of what I’ve planned… and yet, if anything happens to me someone somewhere will say I shouldn’t have been on that isolated path alone at that time in the day or evening.
My own mother, out of worry and fear for my safety, has argued against me exercising as a 20+ year old in case I come across a rapist. The thing is, a girl from my school was abducted in front of her home, 50m from her door, when we were teenagers. She survived and was found in the trunk of a car a week later having crossed several international borders. My family has been confronted with violence toward children and women from people beyond the close friends circle. The myth of the rapist in the dark street is not foreign to me and I know it’s much more frequent for loved ones or people you know to be your agressor, but there are valid reasons for this fear to exist amongst the women in my family. It’s a reality I’ve grown up with. I understand my mom’s fear and the fact her protectiveness is well intentioned, a mama bear with her cubs.
Last time I went for an evening run close to home, just 5k, I knew it would be getting dark on the descent and the way back so took a light and a backup just in case. She wanted me to also take pepperspray but couldn’t find it. And I’m just so tired. I’m fine with taking precautions. With acknowledging that while it’s unfair that I have to, it’s not unreasonable to admit there is risk to this activity when I go alone. But I just refuse to cancel a session because I can’t find her pepperspray (that’s probably been sitting on a shelf for 10 years and that I would possibly use against myself by mistake if I needed to use it at all)… and the double standard drives me insane! If I were a man, no one would question my ability to do this…
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TW: abduction,allusion to noncon,religious themes,blasphemy
link - i have something similar in the works because of a post that @choerrysjubiles sent me so stay tuned 🤗
link - lord…this one…bare with me
(can you tell i’m still in love with southern gothic)
eunseok who hates religion and religious people so he drives around rural religious towns looking for unsuspecting god fearing girls who will be more than willing to help him around.
“i’m lost,can you tell me how i can get out of here to the next town?”
or
“i’m looking for this specific store,do you know where it is?”
he loves pretending like he doesn’t understand their instructions while he tells them if they can spare some time of their day to hop in his car and show him. he knows they’ll never say no. raised to help people to keep the peace no matter what. some are hesitant but they still get in the car. he smirks unsuspectingly whenever he sees the small cross necklaces hung on their necks and the insertion of jesus chirst in any normal sentence.
he found you carrying a crate of milk to your house when he asked for directions way outside of town. but he promised he’d drive you back,right to your doorstep,if you help him. the milk bottles clank in the backseat from the rattling of the car on the pebbled roads of the small town you live in. at first,he takes the turns you tell him to. and it’s all going well. the sun is low as you two drive through the empty roads and wheat fields.
but as the sun leaves the horizon and leaves a dark purple hue,he takes a different turn. one you didn’t tell him to take. at first you,so naive and afraid to think of the worst,just think he made a mistake and missed the turn. “ah,i think you made a mistake” you smile at him. he looks at you,but doesn’t return the same kindness. he keeps driving,now on the open road. leaving the fields,your small town looking like a speck in the distance. “it’s getting really dark” you mumble to yourself,starting to feel uncomfortable as he keeps driving further away from your home. the silence and his stoic stare making your chest tighten.
“i think we missed the destination,can you just bring me back home? my family is waiting for me” still,you try to be kind and respectful to the man. he scoffs lightly,”you still think you’re going home?”. it was already dark and you were on roads you’ve never treaded. thick forests were already surrounding the concrete,as he turned the wheel again. going off radar and into man made roads through the woods. you clasp your hands and start whispering a prayer,in hopes of the lord saving you.
“oh shut up” eunseok recoils as he hears the small whisper of ‘o lord’. stopping the car in the middle of the woods and getting out. with your eyes closed,focused on your prayer,you’re yanked out of the car by your hair. he throws you on the ground in front of the car,his headlights still on so he can see your tear stained face. “you think god is going to save you and you’re going to go home unscathed?” he laughs as you start whispering another prayer to yourself on your knees.
his heavy boot meets with the side of your head as he knocks you down completely. you yelp from the sudden kick. looking up at him,crazed dark eyes are staring back at your glassy ones. “demon” you say through gritted teeth. he laughs,but it doesn’t really reach his eyes. they still stay dark and wide with rage. he kicks you again. targeting your stomach,then your ribs. until he hears that faint crack. he swears he can hear it. he always hears it. you scream in pain. a real pained scream. it echoes through the woods,shushing the birds and insects for a second.
the prayer doesn’t leave your mouth as he breaks your bones. bending down,he grips your hair making you look at him. your face is red from crying and smeared with dirt. he bites his lip. the sight so erotic to him. “you won’t find god here” he sighs,”you won’t find him and he won’t find you. it’s just you and me now”. his hand goes to the front of your white modest dress,his brows furrowing. “wonder what you’re hiding here?” you attempt to slap his hand away but it stays there. “you bible freaks are always the most gifted in these areas” he chuckles to himself as he starts ripping at your dress.
“no!” you scream at him,”that’s only for my future husband”. he belly laughs at your absurdity. never understanding why you would ever abstain from these earthly pleasures. “guess i’m your husband now” you don’t take well to his joke as you spit on him. he gulps in attempt to distract himself from killing you right then and there. he wipes your spit from his face,the same hand going to slap your own face. “stupid bitch” he curses as he starts to fully rip your dress,leaving you bare, laying in the scraps of white cloth.
he almost starts beliveing in god as he sees the sight in front of him. you laid bare,ribs bruised,tears streaming down your face with your cross necklace glimmering under the headlights of his car. and you’re all his,at his mercy. he can do anything he wants with you. he’s your god now. your life is in his hands,you belong to him.
Avery stared at the note in her hands. She knew she couldn't go through with what The Veil was asking, but would whoever this was go through with their threat? She couldn't harm someone. Elias and Neo didn't deserve what the Veil was asking her to do. She didn't want to regret the decision she was making, but her heart told her she was making the right one.
She put the note back into her pocket and continued to get ready. She'd have to go to security at the hospital when she arrived. They needed to know people were in danger. There had to be security outside the room, but if The Veil had contacted her, maybe they had also contacted someone else.
All of this was making her more nervous, and she looked at her phone again. Should she tell someone? But who would she tell, and who would believe her? She didn't want to worry Henry or Brooke for no reason, and she felt guilty for involving them in things that weren't their problems.
But was the threat real?
It made no sense for her to be targeted. But her secret wasn't worth her oath. She couldn't harm someone, much less kill one. She turned to walk into the kitchen, but she felt herself be grabbed from behind. "Time's up, Nurse Hart." She screamed into the rag covering her face before her vision went black.
