#pressure oc lore

[kraang5]

Uhh I wrote lore for my pressure oc <3 >_<

Ehehe >_< (pls tell me if this is bad or good idk anymore T-T)

@trashyandtiredsol , @hedgehoglegends , @ghosty-0w0 HIIII :3

[clawknife]

Theres the stuff for farlei but ill get all the stuff later and probably tweak some things💔💔

[chewyena]

i feel bad for not posting anything lately! hands ya'll a silly pressure oc,,

[dez-ku]

SEBASTIANNN 🐟🐟🐟

Doodle, his chest area was a request from my moot 😁

[musubiki]

some brainstorming ideas ive had for a while on what cocos power can actually do

[dna-u]

Sebastian told me this was a bad idea, but I am BORED.

Plus, no one in Urbanshade has enough humanity to indulge in tumblr entertainment, zombish freaks..

And for organization purposes, my posts are labelled as such: Lore → Not asks, info about me . Asks → Self-explanatory. Canon → This really happened/ is true. Noncanon → This did not or dubiously happened. Ooc → When im not myself. Modpost → When the jannies break the 4th wall! Miscellaneous → Also self-explanatory.

Ask away..

YEOWTCH the wall just broke! anywaay.. Blog is run by two people!

I, Knemoun (-😼👊) am the artist and answer the questions, feel free to follow my TT and YT under the same handle (if you didn't somehow come from there)! I don't actually have a normal tumblr blog..

While my lovely girlfriend (-🤍🐇) helps me with the technical stuff, thank her.

[clowncel]

A pressure OC I made ✨💖

[unknown-echo]

autism art yall

[monoruz]

how far does oc content go on tumblr?

anyways

PRESSURE oc yippee

[limeinaltime]

Gonna skip the denial bs I did for MariSol and NUzi there is 100% something happening between these two they kiss and cuddle and go through the horrors in my dumb rat brain

[obbystars]

⋆˙⟡ PINNED . . .

ALL DIVIDERS USED ARE BY @cafekitsune

Attempting to connect to MOON CHILD OBERON . . .

Success. Retrieving Information . . .

⟢ NAME: OBERON SOL

⟢ ALTERNATIVE DESIGNATIONS: OBBY / ORBY / ORB

⟢ PREFERABLE PRONOUNS: He / They

⟢ CONFIRMED AGE: 20 EARTH YEARS

INTERFERENCE FOUND . . .

CONNECTION DISRUPTED . . .

“Oh? Interested in my works, are we? Very well. Go and have a look.”

“Please note, I am currently only accepting requests for Sebastian Solace.”

ROBLOX: PRESSURE

🌑 // THE MOON PROVIDES (NON-REQUESTS)

Z-13 [ SEBASTIAN SOLACE ]

⟢ DROWN IN THE DEEP

⟢ IT’S YOU!

⟢ WHEN LIGHT FADES

⟢ ENCOUNTER NIHILISM

⟢ WHEN MOTHER WAS HERE

⟢ SAFE HAVEN

🌑 // A GIFT BESTOWED UPON YOU (REQUESTS)

⟢ A special find brings peace

⟢ Aquarium date

⟢ General Headcanons

HONKAI STAR RAIL

🌑 // THE MOON PROVIDES (NON-REQUESTS)

BOOTHILL

⟢ PROMISE

⟢ SOMETHING STUPID

⟢ GENERAL HCS

🌑 // WRITTEN IN THE STARS (SERIES)

⟢ BLOOD N’ BONES (CANON X OC)

“All works have their notes, including what to expect and warnings. Do read them as it may save you some trouble.”

“If you’re interested in lore related details concerning me, I will provide those to you. I have no reason to be so secretive about who I am. My time at the Hadal Blacksite is…quite interesting.”

⟢ Z-222 Document

⟢ Arrival and containment breach

⟢ A Walk with Angels

“These are just written works that go well into detail. If you’re interested, considering checking the “listen to his story” tag. As of right now, there isn’t too much.”

“Hm, if those did strike an interest and you have an idea in mind… Please. Hold onto that thought, or perhaps there is someone else who may be able to get to your idea as I am unfortunately unable to do so at the moment. However, I believe I’ll have to set some rules.”

“Your request will be ignored and possibly deleted if…”

⟢ It contains topics such as rape, incest, pedophilia, and abuse. While I do love making things a bit dark, I do not touch those topics and WILL NEVER make something with those topics. Please note, yandere content will also count as abuse content.

⟢ I noticed you have made a VERY similar request to another user. Personally, I find this to be rude and disrespectful. It just doesn’t sit right with me.

⟢ I am NOT accepting any NSFW requests as I am not confident in writing that sort of content. It’s not that I am uncomfortable with it, I just cannot write it.

“Please note, I work better when the reader is gender neutral. It allows me to leave many aspects of the readers in my works up to you so you could properly insert yourself or an OC into it. If this is overlooked, your request won’t be deleted and will still be considered. I cannot do every request I receive, but I’ll do my best.”

“Now that that’s out of the way, how about some quick blog rules in general?”

⟢ DO NOT INTERACT IF: BASIC CRITERIA (racist, any sort of LGBT+phobe, proship), USE AI ART/CHARACTER AI

⟢ DO NOT try and purposely cause arguments. And do not try to bring up drama currently in any fandom whether I’m in it or not.

“I believe it is mandatory that I mention should the drama of Zerum be brought up, I will ignore you. I’ve already said what I wanted to say concerning the situation, and it is exhausting having to talk about it. If you persist, do know there will be no response from me and you are simply wasting your time.”

“You will be blocked should you show you fit into one of those categories.”

“Now, I must take my leave as the operators are probably scrambling in trying to reconnect their systems. As fun as it is to watch them struggle, I have much to do. I will see you on the other side.”

[nicksies1]

Failed Dream, Failed Future.

Chapter 1

(Second divider credits: @//turtlemurmurs)

He’d always been careful. Always had a high reputation and tried to be as friendly and professional as he could.

He worked extremely hard to keep his job and he didn’t want to lose it. He didn’t want to lose his reputation. He didn’t want to lose his dream.

Urbanshade, the company he worked for, had recently started a new project. It was about mixing sea animals’ DNA with human DNA. It was one of his suggestions and he was more than happy that it had been approved.

He has been working on his own project too, but he didn’t know what else he could add, so he needed the information from this project to do it.

Which is why he had volunteered to be the scientist in charge for it.

Nick tapped his pen against his clipboard as he stared down at it, carefully reading through everything one more time.

He had to visit Sebastian Solace. The..subject..he had to watch over and test. Technically he didn’t have to, but he was really invested in the process. He needed lots of research for his experiment, so this was the only way.

Plus he didn’t mind talking to the subject, it was a nice change of pace compared to the annoying and cocky guardsmen he usually talked to. Even though the subject hated his guts.

He calmly walked out of his laboratory and through Urbanshade’s corridors, his clipboard gripped tightly between his arm and chest, his gaze firm.

As he walked, he didn’t notice the person standing near his destination, until they spoke up.

“Hey Nick, you gonna visit that freak again?”

They pulled Nick out of his thoughts, making him stop and turn around to see who it was.

A guardsman.

He hated those. They were so arrogant and irritating and he always had to change his way of speaking when alone with some of them, because they were too stupid to understand his vocabulary.

“Oh yeah, just have to do some checkups and tests again. Kinda don’t want to, but I’m the only one who can get something out of him without too much force.”

He calmly lied, making eye contact.

The guardsman froze for a moment, but then smirked again, getting a bit closer to Nick. Too close for comfort.

“Do ya need some help? Who knows what that weirdo could do to you!”

Nick fixed his glasses and slightly lowered his head.

“I appreciate the concern, but no thank you. The subject is aware that if he harms me, he will face harsh consequences.”

The guardsman rolled their eyes and walked away, saying a quick “good luck with that freak!” before disappearing around the corner.

Nick rolled his eyes, he didn’t care about any of the guardsmen. They were just coworkers.

He glanced at his clipboard again and then made his way towards the room where Sebastian was being kept in.

Once the coast was clear, he inserted his keycard into the door and listened to it closing behind him. Finally. He sighed and looked at the tube in-front of him, walking down the stairs to face it.

“Hey Sebastian. Missed me?” He greeted, a smirk on his face as he glared at the man in the tube.

“Fuck off.“ He spat back, a deep hatred in his voice.

Nick didn’t react to it and shrugged, writing observations in his clipboard.

Once he was done, he pulled out a voice recorder and began to speak.

“The Subject has made impressive improvements. Fins and Gils have become clear now and blue spots are starting to form on his skin.”

He stopped recording and continued. “Subject seems to still be a pain in the ass though, need to improve that.”

Sebastian didn’t like what Nick said, but he chose to not say anything and just grumbled, avoiding the scientist’s gaze.

“Be careful. I’m going to let you out again and inspect you further. We’ll get you something to eat afterwards.”

Nick informed him, staring at his clipboard yet again as he carefully read the instructions on how to open the tube.

Usually he’d call a guardsman in to open it, but he didn’t feel like it this time.

He made his way to the code pad next to the tube, carefully inputting the code he received from an elite guardsman.

Nick placed his clipboard on the table, then grabbed a pair of gloves from his coat and put them on. He watched as the water from the tube drained and Sebastian slowly lost consciousness.

The glass opened and Sebastian’s now unconscious body fell out. Nick quickly caught it and fully got him out of the tube. He was careful. He couldn’t afford to let such a huge project get hurt.

Sebastian slowly got his consciousness back, groaning as he squinted his eyes.

He glanced down and quickly realized the situation he was in and moved away from Nick, clearly uncomfortable.

Nick didn’t care and just shrugged in response, taking his gloves off and walking towards a drawer.

He had better things to do than care if his subjects were clothed or not.

As he bent over to get the clothes, Sebastian glanced towards his direction, immediately looking away in embarrassment.

God what am I doing.

“I organized these clothes for you. Can’t have you walking around this place in your underwear.” He said smugly, a shit-eating grin on his face as he handed Sebastian the clothes and a towel.

Nick turned around, respecting Sebastian’s privacy. Something the other guardsmen and scientists were too egoistic to do. Although they weren’t fully wrong for doing it, Sebastian had been arrested for murdering 9 people, so it was good to be careful.

After a while, he coughed awkwardly, signaling that he was done.

“Good. We can get going now. First we’ll go to the laundry room and then the cafeteria. Understood?”

Sebastian nodded. He didn’t want to say anything at the moment.

Nick opened the door and signaled for Sebastian to step outside first so he can lock up.

They both walked through the halls and past the cells. Some stared at Sebastian with a hint of fear in their eyes, and some glared at him with disgust.

He sighed and kept walking, hoping he could just get this over with.

Finally they arrived at the laundry room and Nick showed him where to put his dirty clothes in.

Then they went to the cafeteria. It was quite loud as many people were there. Some scientists and guardsmen were on break, some prisoners were being forced to eat different kinds of..meals…

Nick made eye contact with one of his old subjects, who glared at him and gave him the finger. Nick smirked and looked at the guardsman next to him, whispering something to them and sending them to his ex-subject.

Sebastian didn’t dare to look at the prisoner and guardsman, but he could tell what had happened after he heard a loud scream.

“Why did you stop, Sebastian?” Nick asked, his voice cold.

Immediately he kept going, walking to a guardsman who led them both to the kitchen.

As sweat dripped off his forehead, he made himself a mental note to NEVER mess with Nick.

Inside the room were a few scientists, writing stuff into their clipboards and discussing their findings with each other.

Sebastian gulped. He didn’t want to eat whatever mutated shit he was about to get, but he knew that resisting was just plain stupid.

Nick noticed his worry, but there were too many people around so he couldn’t do anything. If he was being honest, he probably wouldn’t do anything anyway.

He picked up the plate with Sebastian’s food and looked at the other staff, who nodded at him.

“Here’s your food. We should hurry up if you don’t want to eat it cold.” He demanded, handing Sebastian the plate, who took it without hesitation.

They both returned to ‘Sebastian’s room’. Nick watched as Sebastian nervously placed the plate on the table. He felt bad for scaring him. But then again, it’s not like Sebastian’s opinion on him is important. He’s just another one of Urbanshade’s lab rats.

And he’s a murderer too. Although Nick wasn’t too sure if he actually committed that crime, given how suspicious the trial was. But it wasn’t his job to investigate it.

“Wait a second. I need to put this in.” He reached for a small test tube from his coat’s pocket and poured the blue liquid onto the food.

Then he glanced at Sebastian, who had a look of discomfort and disgust on his face.

“You a picky eater?” He teased, nudging his elbow with a grin.

“Fuck off..uh, sh-shut up. Please.”

Nick couldn’t help but giggle at what Sebastian said. He really was scared of Nick, it was kind of endearing.

God. He was so weird for that.

“Alright, alright.” He stared at the food. “You can eat now.”

Sebastian grimaced at the sight of the meal in front of him, but sucked it up and took a bite.

And once he had swallowed it he realized that

It was..good?

He took another bite and another and so on.

As he kept eating more and more, Nick began taking notes. He knew that he had to wait a while for the effects to kick in, so he observed Sebastian and waited.

Finally, he had eaten the whole thing and turned to Nick, watching as he scribbled on his clipboard.

“Uh..what next?” He carefully asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

“You can sit down if you want to or do whatever, I guess. I need to wait for the changes to happen. Tell me when you feel something.”

And with that, Nick turned around and sat down.

Sebastian looked at him one more time and then did as Nick said, taking a seat on the chair next to the now empty plate.

He didn’t know what to do, so he looked at his ring. A soft smile grew on his face as he started fidgeting around with it, the ring gave him hope. The thought of his family and wife gave him hope.

He missed her dearly. How long has it been since he’s last seen her? 2 or 3 years? Maybe more? He didn’t know anymore. It’s been far too long, that’s for sure.

He missed her so much, he didn’t know what to do with himself anymore. All of this was going to drive him insane, but the ring kept him from losing his mind. It was the only reason he was still living and letting Nick and the others experiment on him.

Nick wasn’t as harsh and shitty as the others were, but he was nothing like his wife. His wife was sweet and she loved him just as much as he loved her. Although he could tell that Nick was treating him as nice as he could (or well, wanted to.)

He was seen as a criminal after all. Even though he didn’t murder those 9 people. But no one cares enough to find out the truth and listen to him, there was too much false evidence pointed at him.

“Hey, uh..Nick.” Sebastian nervously muttered.

Nick turned around and looked at him, a hum leaving his lips as he waited patiently.

“Do you have a husband or wife or anything?”

He wants to make small talk. How sweet.

“Nope. I’d have to quit this job and shit if I ever dated someone. Plus I don’t really believe in this whole love shit anymore.” He immediately answered, awkwardly chuckling.

“Really? Why, did your ex treat you like shit?” Sebastian joked, although it came off really rude.

Nick slightly glared at him and raised a brow.

“Yeah. That’s exactly what happened.” He replied coldly.

He was a little pissed. What was his problem? He was lucky that Nick didn’t treat him like his old subjects!

“No need to be pissed at me, ‘ts not my fault that you don’t have a wife as loving as mine.” He chuckled, raising both of his hands in defense.

He had enough. Nick angrily flipped through a folder and grabbed something from it.

“Oh? Does a wife who still love you get remarried after only 2 years of not seeing you?” He asked smugly, showing a picture of Sebastian’s ex-wife and her new husband at their wedding.

“Oh and this is their child, Wendy. She’s a few months old.” He pulled out another picture.

Sebastian was quiet. A look of pure shock on his face. Was he hearing this right? Was he seeing this right? There was no way. Right? They vowed that they’ll love each other forever! Did all of that mean nothing to her?

He didn’t move, he couldn’t move. He was so in shock that all he could do was breathe heavily and stare at nothing. He was so hurt.

Nick noticed how hurt he was and he felt guilty for telling him, but it wasn’t his responsibility. He was only here for testing and observing.

“I’m..sorry for uh, showing you this. I was supposed to keep this hidden.”

Nick awkwardly apologized, putting the pictures back in the folder. He shouldn’t feel bad.

Hidden?

“H-hidden? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO HIDE THIS SHIT FROM ME?!”

He was enraged, his eyes showed how full of pain and rage he was. Nick almost felt intimidated.

“Uh- yeah. Yes. It’s not like you could do anything about it anyway. You’re stuck here forever. We all are. It’s the sad truth.”

Stuck.

He laughed at that. He really was stuck here. He was a prisoner, a lab rat and nothing more. Just because he got framed for a crime he never committed.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his head, it was as if something was trying to get out of his skin. He groaned and almost screamed as he fell to his knees, holding his forehead in pain.

Nick quickly ran over to him and watched as Sebastian screamed as a rod (or scientifically speaking, an Illicium) grew out of his forehead. The light from the Esca illuminated the already bright room, and Sebastian could only groan and hold back tears.

Nick grabbed his clipboard and immediately began to take notes of the sight in front of him. He only needed a few more notes and he could finally continue with his own project.

He zoned back in and took a step back, placing his clipboard in his coat and approaching Sebastian again.

“Is the pain gone?” Nick questioned, carefully looking at Sebastian.

The latter didn’t respond and just kept groaning and holding his new limb. Just great.

The scientist understood what that meant and started to make a voice recording.

“The subject has gained a new limb. An Illicium and a functional Esca. Will continue to observe.”

Sebastian had finally stopped groaning and sat back down in the chair again, glaring at Nick, who looked at him with an unreadable expression on his face.

“This week is going to be the last week with me. I did my part.” He leaned against the table and crossed his arms.

“Originally someone else was supposed to be with you from today on, but I convinced everyone to let me have one more week.”

Sebastian’s fins perked up as he heard Nick talk. Why would he do that?

A voice in Sebastian’s head told him that Nick might believe in him and his truth, but he knew that couldn’t be the case.

They made eye contact.

“W-we should continue with the test now. I need to inspect you, since you’ve made a huge change.” Nick said, breaking the eye contact and looking at his clipboard nervously.

This was such inappropriate behavior. He shouldn’t be nervous like this. That man is on death row!

“Er- please stand up.” He coughed, grabbing a needle filled with yet another blue liquid.

“This might hurt a bit.”

This time the blue substance was really light. Sebastian gulped nervously while he did as Nick said.

Slowly, Nick injected Sebastian with the blue liquid and watched as he grimaced in pain.

He didn’t say anything and just took his clipboard out, taking a few notes. Nick read through his clipboard and realization hit him once he saw what he forgot to do.

“Fuck.” He turned to Sebastian.

“Please take your shirt off next, I need to check on something.” He asked, fixing his glasses in embarrassment.

“Uh. Okay, yeah.“ At this point Sebastian knew that it was best if he just did what Nick told him.

Nick stepped back again and watched as he took his shirt off, trying to suppress a grin.

He got closer to Sebastian and took a look at his chest, carefully examining the changes on him. He had gills under his chest and around his Neck. It was fascinating to Nick.

Something he also noticed was that Sebastian’s body was covered in blue spots, it looked pretty on him.

He slowly slid his thumb across one blue spot. It was cold and felt weird. It reminded him of a fish.

Sebastian’s breath hitched and he tensed up as he felt Nick’s hand on his chest. He was so slow and careful, examining his body as careful as possible. It gave him a sense of comfort.

After a while, Nick took out his clipboard again and began to take notes yet again. This information helped him a LOT with his own research.

“Okay. You can take the rest of your clothes off, I’ll be leaving for today and a different staff member is going to test you. Be careful, Sebastian.”

He had a warning tone in his speech, and Sebastian would’ve been stupid to not listen, so he nodded.

Nick smiled and nodded.

“Good. I’ll see you tomorrow then.” And with that, Sebastian was left alone.

Nick waited outside the door until the next scientist came. Once they arrived, they exchanged a few words and Nick handed them the notes he took.

After that, Nick made his way towards his own small laboratory and locked the door.

He was working on his own project, which was initially the only reason why he volunteered to test and observe Sebastian. He didn’t plan to get attached.

He took the gloves from a drawer and slid them on, making his way towards a pinboard filled with all kinds of notes and pictures.

His eyes scanned the entire pinboard and then switched to his clipboard. He always wrote down the notes he took of Sebastian twice, and he almost had enough notes. He just needed something, or someone to experiment it on.

[adahlenan]

[ and it seems my hell is your high water ]

[faefrosting]

Comet now has a file! It's sloppily put together cause UrbanShade is still busy trying to deal with the whole lockdown thing, consider it their rough draft!

Also here is the two main images :3

Blank copy below

Free to use, just point where you got from :3

[glitterfartsprinkle]

sebastian and his robot wife

[jeebusmeebus]

ASK ME ABOUT HIM PLEASE IM DESPERATE

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2j5jBFGUqmBZgkYikfpcxc?si=sYvZirZqS1eCmUKEcGuA3A&pi=Om9EaT7CS4C0j

^^ LORE PLAYLIST