Gachiakuta: "V" Wyn
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Last published Thu, Feb 12, 2026
Vanya is an OC on her own mission to find her child. After what seemed like an endless road of bad situations, she finally was graced with giving birth to a healthy child. Unfortunately, complications occurred and she went through surgery. Not that she lost her newborn from mentioned procedure, but her ex-partner fleed with them. Thrown into despair momentarily, she only sunk before entering a "game" she would call it with her ex. Joining the Cleaners was a way to keep her going as well as pick up on clues of where her kidnapped child was.
Being a temporary resident at the North Ward, she'd grown familiar with the people after her original home was erased by a Trash Storm. [Sileia] Interacting with Follo in her early years, she and him only communicate through their chokers as she focuses on her mission to retrieve her child while also responding to take out trash beasts.
Stationed at the South, she wasn't interested in seeing him often.
Currently, her emotions are unstable and it makes it hard to work with teams so she's set to work in Team Danger. Also being able to handle herself whenever she's alone with how she's tuned her Jinki, a Backpack/Purse she's been introduced to have for a long time.
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A young child is used to settle a debt. Many deemed her defective due to her inability to speak. But she didn't need to talk to get her job done. She trained diligently in hopes of seeing the world, even under the banner of corruption. She didn't care about any of the suffering she endured or caused. She was stronger than she appeared. But only a select few would know. The first person who showed her genuine kindness was a little girl with blue hair and shockingly green eyes. The two were separated not long after meeting, but the green-eyed girl left a distinctive impression. And the defective girl couldn't help but think about her when feeling particularly lonely. She thought of looking for her again after she could traverse the criminal underworld alone. But it was strange. Blue wasn't an ordinary hair color, and green eyes were surprisingly rare, too. She couldn't find her. But while she couldn't find the girl, those distinctions did ensure she never forgot her. That was at least comforting. Imagine her surprise when the world is thrust into chaos and a woman with the same eyes as that girl from her past catches her eye. She reminds her of that old missing comfort. The woman inspires her to use her training for good and to fight to protect the world alongside other heroes. This woman strikes such a deep impression that she can't help but think of her more often. What she doesn't know is that this particular woman feels the same. Avengers Fanfic GxG OC x Black Widow
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