#––– ❛ donovan mercer 【 you bleed just like you puke / about. 】

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DONOVAN MERCER — ABRIDGED.

welcome to marina, DONOVAN 'DUCKY' MERCER ( cis man, he/him ) ! they are a TWENTY NINE year old who has lived over on LOCKE ROW for THREE MONTHS and works as a DRUG DEALER. everyone says they look a lot like NICK ROBINSON. what do you think? — JAMES, 24, THEY/THEM, EST.

MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE, INJURY, DRUGS, AND ADDICTION.

profile.

full name: donovan 'ducky' mercer.

birthday: march 15th, 1994.

astrology: pisces sun, aries moon, sagittarius ascending.

sexuality: bisexual (deeply repressed).

currently listening to: bound to the floor by local h.

last known location: [[[cannot be found]]]

PINTEREST.

brief history.

born in nyc to the righthand man of a known mob leader, younger brother to ezra mercer. his mother ran only hours after he was born, name a rushed thought - left him in this environment.

child abuse; it was fucking brutal growing up, flung into the family business as a child - expected to uphold what it meant to be a mercer. learned quick to not question their father, or to talk back - or to really talk at all. he was the stupid one - the soft one, the one who didn't know his place, who cried until he learned to never cry again.

it didn't stop him dreaming as a kid - of somewhere greater than the life he'd been forced to deal with. had an obsession with outer space - but all his attempts to learn more were squandered. stomped down.

child abuse / injury; tried to run away when he was fifteen, but only made it so far. earned a new scar that day - one spiraling diagonally across his face, accompanied by his first, and only, nickname - ducky - due to the puckering of the wound curling around his lip.

after that, ducky stopped fighting. stopped dreaming. just kept his head down and did whatever their father asked. trailed behind mercy, doing whatever he needed to do, going wherever they needed to go, dropping out of high school to pursue the business.

drugs; that's how they wound up in marina island, their father and his boss wanting to extend the business further. mercy's really the one in charge - ducky just has to not fuck it up. he deals mostly the lesser drugs, the party favors - easy shit. he doesn't think mercy trusts him with anything else.

facts & temperaments.

comes off as very intimidating because of the whole like. scar face, thing, and his overall demeanor which is terrible posture and a non-suspicious hoodie at all times. it takes at least five minutes of mumbled conversation before realizing that ducky's not that bad. just incredibly awkward.

injury; is partially blind in one of his eyes from their injury - their cornea is all scarred up, but they don't really tell anyone about it.

extremely guarded, doesn't know how to have friends or how to handle them. prefers not to, because that's a point of weakness that could be used against him. tries to keep a distance towards everyone, even if they're on a secluded island away from lars and vince.

is terrified everyday. just fucking scared of most things and people. tries not to look or act that way though. cannot handle gore or violence, it makes him like, literally physically ill. he hates it. can't watch horror movies, or thrillers, or most action movies tbh.

despite that - is prone to getting into fights when provoked. hates that he gets angry so quick, when he's usually so quiet and reserved - but that's the mercer blood for you.

knows that mercy loves him even if he's a cunt about it. that's just how they are towards each other. their affection is just violence and takeout.

still super into the stars and the moon and outer space. could go on a rant about random facts that honestly any fifth grader would know, but gets embarrassed if he gets caught rambling.

commits small acts of kindness when nobody is looking. like holding doors open, paying for old peoples' meals, picking up litter next to a trash can. wants so desperately to be a good person, but knows that he inherently isnt.

lies about how much he sleeps around. look at him. he's too awkward to get laid and too heavily repressed in his sexuality to do shit with anyone. doesn't even know what flirting looks like honestly. but he'll lie and be like yeah. i get um. laid. i get women. hookups are far and few between.

addiction; has a xanax problem but it keeps him mellowed out and ducky prefers the like. emotional numbness than experiencing actual feelings so. :/