welcome 2 my twisted mind....

Quick warning for metions of abuse, murder of said abuser, implied murder of others, and Husky being a freak (lovingly)

These two probably have the edgiest story out of all OCs I still use, and I owe that to them being created when I was like, 15? LOL... This also won't be written very well, because it's more of a summary than a proper story, teehee...
It starts out with Liam enduring a horrible relationship with a man who constantly hurls insults and fists at him, cheats, and is just being general unredeemable trash. After a particularly tiring night, on the day of their anniversary, Liam catches his partner drunk, reeking of someone else's perfume, and completely unaware of the fact Liam had slaved away making a particularly romantic (now cold) dinner for the forgotten anniversary.
Liam escorts him to the bed, leaves to grab a knife from the kitchen, and before dawn, his partner is buried under a tree in their garden.
Knowing he obviously won't get away with it, Liam washes off, changes into clean clothes, packs a backpack with the bare minimum (likely just cash he'd saved up + a change of clothes), and heads out.

The same night, or one a few days later, Liam is caught in a particularly dark alley by a man completely enveloped in the lingering scent of something metallic. A scent Liam knows very well. It's easy to see the man is definitely something more than human, but that's not completely unheard of in this universe. Either way, Liam is obviously terrified, and when the stranger tells him he's figured Liam out, all Liam can do is stand there completely frozen in fear.
The stranger steps over the suspiciously person-shaped pile he'd been standing by, wipes his hand on his trousers, and introduces himself with a dubiously unsanitary handshake. He tells Liam that he can help him hide, and not really having any other choice, Liam accepts the offer.

They end up at a pretty impressive mansion at the outskirts of town, and the only rule Liam is given is to not go into the furthest room on the second floor. No need to cook, clean, or do anything unless he feels the impulse to. He gets a room for his own, but most nights he ends up just sleeping on the couch in the living room, somehow feeling safer downstairs than anywhere near the eerily quiet second floor.

A few times a month, Husky (a nickname given to him by Liam since he failed to ever say his name) comes home in the middle of the night with a stranger happily clinging to him. They head for the furthest room on the second floor, and Liam is certain he's never actually caught the strangers leaving. This is obviously unsettling, but Husky is literally hiding him from the authorities and letting him get a taste of the good life on top of that, so he decides it's best not to get involved.

That's pretty much all I have for these two so far :3 It's pretty open ended since I like putting my OCs in all sorts of situations...
There's stories (in my head, I refuse to write anything down) where they end up in a situationship (I'm pretty sure Husky is aromantic since no matter what I do he just doesn't strike me as someone who forms close connections), stories where they keep living as weird housemates, and stories where I completely ignore the pre-established story and make them like... college roommates...
I love both of them a lot, and they're probably the OCs I have the most art of at the moment...