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i wanna do stuff with cohen. i tie him down to a chair with his legs strapped to either chair leg. then i grab a lighter and give him some pretty burns on his inner thighs.

Content: Burns, stoic whumpee, restraints, caretaker-turned-whumpee.

He is quiet, but you can see the glower on his face as you tighten everything to keep him still. For a moment he subtly tries to test the durability of every knot, but it's clear that he's not going anywhere.

The burns hurt. They hurt a lot, and it takes a lot of self restraint to stop himself from yelling. When you finally step away from him, his mouth is bleeding a little from his own teeth and he's panting.

Still, the glare remains a prominent fixture on his face.

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do any of your oc's self soothe?

Eli, definitely. Most commonly, he strokes his own cheek and nuzzles into it like it's the hand of someone else.

Carlos rocks back and forth a lot, but at some point he starts mumbling positive affirmations to himself. Things like "you're okay" and "you're safe", things that he most appreciates hearing from someone else.

Ollie and Coco both self-soothe. Ollie would do the stroking his own cheek thing as well, while Coco hums to itself.

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https://www.tumblr.com/a-crumb-of-whump/725498844041887744/i-give-cohen-the-choice-between-cutting-eli-open?source=share

I strap cohen down to a table and grab my sharpest knife, using it to cut down his shirt until the entire middle is ripped. Then I plunge the knife shallowly into his stomach before dragging it down the middle until It's big enough that I can dig a few fingers in.

After playing with his insides for a while, I stitch him back up and praise him on how well he took it before releasing Eli and him so they can be together <3

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Content: Forced to watch, self-sacrifice.

Cohen groans as he watches you cut the fabric apart. "You could'a just taken it off. That was my favourite fucking shirt."

All that is forgotten, however, when he feels the knife dig into his stomach. It's sharp, but that doesn't take away any of the pain. Just makes the process easier.

Eli sobs, struggling to cover his ears with his hands above his head as Cohen's screams echo endlessly through the building. Even just watching is enough to trigger him, and he could not feel more guilty for being the one who gets to sit and watch, despite having no say in the matter.

It feels like forever that it goes on. Eli is terrified that he's dead when the screams and cries start to die down, but those fears start to ebb away as soon as he sees you begin to stitch the wound. There would be no reason for you to do that if he really was dead.

Cohen is barely lucid enough to hear your praises. It hurts to breathe. Everything hurts and he just wishes you would get out of his face.

As soon as you let Eli go, he shoves you out of the way and scrambles for the table, pressing his ear to Cohen's chest in an attempt to hear his heartbeat. He knows that he's alive, but the sound gives him an immense amount of relief nonetheless.

Cohen uses what little strength he has left to rub Eli's back a few times, both his hands holding a light tremor to them that can easily be felt under his touch.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," he whispers, eyes squeezed shut as he forces back another sob. "I'm so sorry. You- you can- you can get me back, if you want. I- I won't resist, but please have mercy when you do."

"Oh, shut up," Cohen mutters. Despite the irritation and discomfort evident in his voice, it's clear it's not directed at him. "Didn't mean what I said 'bout you owin' me."

Assuming they're allowed to leave: Eli helps him to his car and drives him home, despite not having a valid license on him.

Assuming they're not allowed to leave: The two stay there in that position for a little while longer before Eli helps him onto the floor and lays him down flat again.

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Would Carlos and Eli be friends?

They would! Depending on the circumstances, it might take them a while. They'd be quick to trauma bond in captivity, but if they met while they were both recovering, Eli would be far more resistant to forming a friendship.

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do you have any picrews for cohen?

I give you my beloved Cohen Sanchez

(first picrew) (second picrew) (third picrew)

The third one is most accurate to what he looks like:)

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can we get like a content warning for the entire story (i'm asking because i'm excited to see what it contains)

Assuming you're talking about SBAK:) This is what i have planned so far. Things may change.

Story will include: Stranger caretaker, caretaker-turned-whumpee, whumpee-turned-caretaker, mild gore, rescue, recovery, begging, PTSD/trauma, reluctant caretaker, morally dubious caretaker, death, lots of blood, self-harm, separation anxiety, wounds/injuries.

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I take a piece of paper and write "hello Eli :)" in blood and hang it on Cohen's front door by stabbing a knife through it

Eli is terrified by this, immediately running to get Cohen. He can't help but wonder if Lucas' friends found him, or perhaps one of his old clients.

Cohen yanks the knife out of the door and and crumbles the piece of paper up, promising that nothing will happen to him while he's around. He doesn't tell Eli, but his next job is purposely delayed until he's sure it's safe enough for him to go.

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How old is Cohen?

Twenty seven:)