#vampire!saporians

[lemonmoonlavender]

i havent posted anything on this au in a bit over a month now so take them being all edgy and stuff while i dump more lore on you

to quote the stupid shit i vomit out onto my google doc: "As the modern-day rolled around and vampires were run out of their gothic French mansions by homeowners looking for affordable housing, they had to take their wealth to the suburbs to blend in with modern civility. These German kids hate them for it (and also because they’re killing people, y’know?)"

before i continue on, i would like to state that any similarities to a certain aptly named juicebox chronicles is purely coincidental and i only read the series starting a week ago. all the random crap i wrote in the google doc was written well over a month ago

and i quote:

"Idk maybe Varian’s backstory for being a vampire hunter is that his dad was in a coma and Varian got kidnapped by a gang of vampires (the Saporians) and they like gaslit him into being okay with it for a bit

Hell yeah that sounds like a good reason

Hugo’s is that he thought Donella was killed by vampires and now he kills them for sport

Nuru just thinks ridding the world of evil is neat

Yong does it for funsies"

thank you for coming to my ted talk

[strivia]

Haven't really been posting about it here, but this is up to 4 chapters now!

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Andrew | Hubert & Varian (Disney: Tangled) Characters: Varian (Disney), Andrew | Hubert (Disney: Tangled) Additional Tags: Post-Episode: s01e21 Secret of the Sundrop (Disney: Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure), Season/Series 02, Alternate Universe - Vampire, vampire!Andrew, Passive Suicidal Ideation, self destructive behavior, Developing Friendships, Blood Drinking, Prison, Malnutrition, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Series: Part 5 of Matters of Blood Summary:

Varian grimaced. “So you’re starving. They locked me in here with a starving vampire?” A laugh escaped him, bitter and cracking at the edges. A horrid kind of sound.

“That’s Corona for you.”

Oop, realized I never promoted my newest piece of my Vampire!Andrew AU over here on tumblr.  It’s got 2 chapters right now and, not to jinx it, but I’ve been making decent progress with it.  This fic in the series covers their time in prison during S2.

[whitecatindisguise]

Blood in My Veins

I decided to do a thing. This story was inspired by this post. Sooo.... let’s see how it goes.

P.S. @honeyxmonkey, I told you I will do it if you tell me no lmao

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At first Varian didn’t suspect the thing. So what, his jail-mate seemed to be more awake during the night than day? It didn’t even disturb him how he always scooted away from the daylight pouring through the small window. After spending months in the darkened cell he, too, started to show symptoms of photophobia.

It was after their escape and taking over the kingdom he started to notice it wasn’t just Andrew. All of the Saporians tended to stay away from the daylight. They ordered to cover the windows with dark curtains, basking the interior of the castle in darkness. They never came out during the day, unless it was cloudy or raining. Varian couldn’t fathom, why all of them shared such peculiar dislike to sunlight.

Then, it started to get weirder. Whenever he worked in his lab, which was situated so low there was no windows inside, pushing him to use candles to even see anything, one of the Saporians was there. It wouldn’t bother him that much, if not how they always trailed after him, keeping too close for his own comfort. One time, he was quite sure he caught Clementine sniffing him.

But it wasn’t until few months after their escape that he finally learned, what was wrong with Saporians.

He just finished work for today, deciding to rest a little. His eyes were closing on their own and he could barely keep himself steady, as he walked towards his bedroom. Andrew trailed behind him like a shadow. It still sent the chill down the alchemist’s spine, no matter how much time has passed.

He finally managed to drag himself to his room and pushed the door forwards, making way towards his bed. The door behind him closed with a loud clank and he turned, surprised to see Andrew turning the key in the lock.

“What are you doing?” He asked confused.

The Saporian turned to him and the look he gave the boy was nothing like he’d ever seen. Andrew’s eyes bore into his small frame, assessing him, almost EATING him. It was disturbing, to say the least.

“I have no idea, what you’re doing in this lab of yours kid...” Andrew said, stepping closer, a sinister smile on his lips. “... but whatever it is, the smell of your blood is just breathtaking.”

“What?” Varian blinked and stepped back, tripping over the leg of the bed. He lost his balance and fell backwards, landing on the plush blankets.

Before he could react, Andrew closed the distance and was looming over the terrified boy. He licked his lips in delight and leaned closer, sniffing on  Varian’s neck.

“Yes... I’ve never smelled something like this before.” He murmured, hands gently but firmly pinning the alchemist to his bed. “I don’t think I’ll be able to held myself any longer.”

“What do you-?” Varian’s question was cut as Andrew lunged forward and he felt something sting his neck.

He let out a startled gasp. He tried to push the man away, to escape the grasp, but he couldn’t. He felt weaker by the second, his vision fogging. Finally, the pressure on his neck disappeared, followed by unpinning him from his bed.

Andrew pulled away and licked his lips again, a drop of red trailing down his chin.

“Ah, I knew you were special, kid.” He grinned and Varian could swear his teeth were sharper than they should be. The man reached out his hand and gently cupped the alchemist’s cheek. “Sleep now. We’ve got so much time before us.”

Varian tried to argue, tried to get the man explain himself. But his clouded mind refused to cooperate. His vision blackened and he passed out, two bite-marks visible on his pale neck.

~~~~~~

After that night, it became a somewhat usual occurrence. To Varian’s dismay, it wasn’t only Andrew. All of the Saporians shared the same trait and he started to find himself pinned and bitten in the neck more times than he would like. It came to the point he was constantly on edge, watching over his shoulder, trying to spot red eyes in the darkness of the hallway.

No matter how much he wanted to find another, scientific explanation for their behaviour, he was painfully aware of who exactly were they. Vampires. The creatures he only read in fairy tales, never believed to truly exist. If it wasn’t for the constant pain in his neck, his growing paleness and developing anaemia, he wouldn’t believe it either.

Somewhere along the time, he started to wear a coat with high collar, to hide the sickening sight every time he looked into the mirror. It helped a bit, but the marks were still visible, so he purchased a bandana, which successfully managed to cover his neck.

It was only for show, he knew. So that he could pretend everything was alright. Pretend his allies weren’t bloodthirsty creatures preying on him. Pretend he wasn’t getting more and more tired as the days went by...

~~~~~~

When Rapunzel came back, at first he was furious. It was the first emotion he felt, seeing the woman who destroyed his life, made him a criminal.

After the Princess and her friends were pushed away from the castle, Andrew didn’t even bother to wait until Varian was back in his room. He sunk his teeth right there, earning a moan of pain from the boy. The man murmured something about how anger made his blood even more enthralling. It was hard to pay attention, as his vision swum once again, his limbs losing strength.

He awoke in his room, neck hurting from the bite. He curled on himself, weeping silently over his fate. 

Then, the Princess came back, sneaked inside right under their noses. Apparently, she was found crying in Cass’ room, holding her dress to her chest. If it wasn’t for that, Varian wasn’t sure she would be found and caught.

But there she was, stuck behind the bars as he once was. The irony of the situation was laughable, to say the least. He bantered to her how she made his life miserable, how he’s going to fix it up himself, because he couldn’t count on her. And then, everything went south.

The Saporians revealed they were planning to use the unstable Quirineon to blow up Corona. Varian was furious. Not only they used him a their personal food source, the thought of which sent a chill up his spine, but they even refused to listen to one request he had, that no one got hurt!

In a spur of a moment he tried to trap them, throwing a bomb in their direction. But, of course, nothing ever goes like he wants it too. The bomb turned out to be a bathbomb, useful when you want to take a quick bath, but useless to use AGAINST someone.

Andrew laughed, his eyes glinted red, and Varian shivered, backing away.

“Bad move, kid.” The man stepped closer, licking his lips. The alchemist could see the teeth sharpening.

“Don’t you dare hurt him!” Rapunzel cried from behind him. If Varian wasn’t frozen in fear, he would have laughed. So NOW she’s concerned about his well-being, huh?

“Oh, don’t worry, princess.” Andrew was now so close, the boy could smell the cologne he used. The man leaned forward and sniffed, letting out a pleased sigh. “We would never hurt our favourite snack, would we?”

Before the princess managed to process what he said, Andrew pulled away the bandana from Varian’s neck and sunk his teeth. The alchemist cried out, as the man was more forceful than usual. His teeth sunk deeper, he was sucking blood with more strength.

Varian’s knees buckled, his eyelids started to close. Andrew pulled away and watched the boy fall to the floor, wiping the blood from his mouth.

“Consider it a punishment for your disobedience, kid.” He said, kneeling next to the alchemist, the hazy blue eyes staring at him through the fog. “You are mine now.”

Varian’s eyes closed, world turning black. He didn’t hear Rapunzel crying out his name, begging the Saporians to let him go. He didn’t feel Kai pick him up, sling over his shoulder and take him away. He didn’t hear the cling of metal, as he was chained to the floor in the airship.

~~~~~~

“-an... -rian...” His hazy mind picked out, but he was too out-of-it to understand what was being said.

He felt so weak. His neck hurt, and so did the rest of his body. He just wanted to sleep.

“-rian...! Varian!” This time the words sounded clearer. Someone was calling him, voice concerned. “Varian, please. Open your eyes.”

Easier said than done, he thought, feeling as if his eyelids were made from stone. After several attempts he finally managed to pry them open, even if only slightly. His vision was blurred, but he spotted something distinctively familiar and purple just in front of himself.

“Eugene, he’s not waking up!” Someone called, voice trembling as if they were crying. Eugene... he knew that name... And purple meant...

“Rapu.....nzel...?” He managed to breathe out, voice hoarse and barely audible. The purple moved and something yellow and very bright appeared before his eyes.

“Oh my god! Varian!” It was truly her. She leaned down and he was pulled into a bear hug. “I thought we lost you! When they all started to...” She trailed off, not letting him go yet. “You were so pale, we could barely feel your pulse!”

“You gave us quite a scare, Goggles.” He heard a male voice. Eugene.

“Wha...? Where...?” Varian’s mind was still hazy, barely registering what Rapunzel was talking about. What has happened? Why was he so weak? Why did his neck hurt so much?

“The Saporians almost killed you, kid.” Eugene spoke up. Varian moved his head to the dark-blue blur which seemed to be the man. “They were all sucking up your blood like maniacs. Crazy, if you ask me.”

Varian tensed at the explanation. Usually it was only one of them that... drunk. And they gave him time to rest and his body to refill the lost blood. If they all tried drinking so shortly after the situation in jail...

He trembled and subconsciously reached out to grab Rapunzel’s dress. He almost died. He almost died. He almost-

“Varian, calm down.” Rapunzel called out. He didn’t even notice when he started hyperventilating. “Deep breaths. You are safe now. They are not going to hurt you anymore.”

He gripped her dress tighter, burrowing his face in her chest. Tears stained the purple material, dumping it. His whole frame shook, as he cried and hiccoughed, Rapunzel gently stroking his back.

You are safe. You are alright. You are not alone.

She spoke quietly, whispering into his ear as he trembled and weeped. And, this time, Varian believed her.

[stuffyflowers]

Art ideas I rlly wanna do at some point:

DELTARUNE:

- suselle date 🥺🥺🥺 (I rlly wanna draw noelle with this one specific shirt I own bc I think it would rlly suit her)

TTS:

- varian saporian outfit redesign (bc his canon one gives me second hand embarrassment)

- I actually was doing this one a while back but abandoned it: mad scientist var (I ended up reusing a lot of the parts of that one for my floofty design so yeah this one’s on hold)

- THE BROTHERHOOD,,,?:?:? MAYBE?:??: idk I don’t think I’d do them justice

BUGSNAX:

- wiggle bugsnax. Perhaps snorpy bugsnax (currently doing beff but idk if I’ll ever get around to finishing her oop)

- grumpus varian again maybe..

PVZ:

- plamt vs zombies sunflowers.. probably solar flare or stuffy (I’ve done stuffy now but I still wanna do others) ALSO NEC’ ROSE BC YEAH. BEST ROSE 10/10 LOVE also Druid rose also vampire flower and *lists every single character in the franchise* also some of the outfits from battle 4 neighbourville like the sprinkle scientist and that one peashooter one that looks super cool I forgot it’s name 💀

AMPHIBIA:

- The amphibia girls!!! Maybe using their calamity powers??? Perhaps???

THE OWL HOUSE:

- redesigning my old TOH witchsona??? I kinda forgot abt her oops

- idk in general I might do something for when it returns next month YIPPEE

[bestworstcase]

I really like your expansion on the magic system!! Just curious though, where do magical creatures fall into the mix of things? Like, dragons and other mystical animals do exist in that universe and I was just curious how they fit into it all!

thanks!! and the answer is it depends lol

a lot of mythological creatures (eg: dragons, unicorns, gryphons, etc) aren’t intrinsically magical at all; they’re just regular animals.

i do think there are “magical creatures” but in general these are individual animals rather than whole species. and this works pretty much the same as it does for humans in that the magic comes from a patron, but with animals this tends to be less about bargaining / rituals / worship and more incidental—a result of animals wandering into sacred spaces and leaving a bit changed—or sometimes a case of a person and their patron setting out to turn a pet into a familiar. 

and species of people like the vodniks or the terapi island leaf people are, likewise, just... people, who evolved the same as humans did. 

thennn there are creatures like elves/the folk, who are manifestations of a class of spirits. as individuals they aren’t especially strong, but they band together to form courts, which are much more formidable when provoked. 

and then like, the “wolf curse”/lycanthropy in bitter snow isn’t a curse per se. lupine spirits [like the one catalina meets in canon] are called hergaupur, and they’re the attendants of the demon* svam sul; like the canon wolf spirit, hergaupur seek out people with suppressed rage and bond with them. 

this kind of arrangement occurs with other spirits, too. this can take the form of mutualistic relationships between the host person and the spirit bound to them (eg: werewolves, zhan tiri’s scions), parasitism where the spirit is feeding/preying on the host (eg: vampires, chirals), or outright possession where the spirit is like “your body is mine now” as an alternative to manifestation (eg: ghouls).

ghosts are, as touched on here, the souls of dead people either sticking around out of sheer willpower or anchored in the profane realm via magical means (eg: in aphelionese necromancy). other forms of necromancy, like the kind practiced by cathay’s cult, result in wights.

there is one (1) lich in the bitter snow ’verse, and that’s demanitus. he accomplished this by appropriating (and profaning) both aphelionese and saporian necromancy with some... help? from the curse festering in his head courtesy of zhan tiri. 

[*feels worth mentioning here that “gods,” “demons,” and “spirits” are all more or less the same kind of being: entities of pure magic native to the sublime realm. as a general rule gods are older, and stronger since power for these beings tends to be a function of age. gods tend to be more widely worshipped. demons and spirits are younger, smaller, and more local in influence, and when i the author am talking, i use “demon” to refer to an entity who is lower down the proverbial food chain than a god but who is still worshipped as an individual, and “spirit” to refer to everything else. this is largely a semantic difference.

in-universe, the terminology varies pretty widely. eg: in places like corona, where magic is stigmatized and feared, all entities of this nature tend to get lumped as “demons” (which in corona has evil connotations) or “evil spirits,” while in saporia the gods of the ternary are called zhátochā, which translates literally as “revenants,” while everything else gets the generic zhíatiś, meaning “spirit.”]

[brushes-of-sage]

OMIGOSH I’M SHAKING BUT OMIGOSH YES PLEASE THE WHUMP

what if... Inverse Vamparian...

also known as: “i read one fanfic with vampire!Andrew and start getting angst  ideas”

Because it’s all fun and games to make fun of Varian’s fashion choices until you start wondering if he became the favorite snack of Saporian vampires

between the coat collar and the bandana would we even know?

please get this boy some anemia medicine before he gets any paler-

[strivia]

Hi it’s me again. Question do you have any modern Saporian head canons? Love to read about them, thanks!!

The only modern Saporian verse I have is one where Cass and Andrew are each other’s beards.  They snark at the world together.  Baby bi Varian thinks they’re the coolest.

Or I suppose I have my modern Vampire!Andrew verse.  But uhhhh, that more ties into my TTS vampire lore than my Saporian lore.

[charismaquark]

what if... Inverse Vamparian...

also known as: “i read one fanfic with vampire!Andrew and start getting angst  ideas”

Because it’s all fun and games to make fun of Varian’s fashion choices until you start wondering if he became the favorite snack of Saporian vampires

between the coat collar and the bandana would we even know?

please get this boy some anemia medicine before he gets any paler-

[brushes-of-sage]

OMIGOSH OMIGOSH YOU DID IT AAAAHHHHHH

This is one of my favorite stories now omigosh- so freaking vivid and ow my heart 😈😭

Blood in My Veins

I decided to do a thing. This story was inspired by this post. Sooo…. let’s see how it goes.

P.S. @honeyxmonkey, I told you I will do it if you tell me no lmao

——

At first Varian didn’t suspect the thing. So what, his jail-mate seemed to be more awake during the night than day? It didn’t even disturb him how he always scooted away from the daylight pouring through the small window. After spending months in the darkened cell he, too, started to show symptoms of photophobia.

It was after their escape and taking over the kingdom he started to notice it wasn’t just Andrew. All of the Saporians tended to stay away from the daylight. They ordered to cover the windows with dark curtains, basking the interior of the castle in darkness. They never came out during the day, unless it was cloudy or raining. Varian couldn’t fathom, why all of them shared such peculiar dislike to sunlight.

Then, it started to get weirder. Whenever he worked in his lab, which was situated so low there was no windows inside, pushing him to use candles to even see anything, one of the Saporians was there. It wouldn’t bother him that much, if not how they always trailed after him, keeping too close for his own comfort. One time, he was quite sure he caught Clementine sniffing him.

But it wasn’t until few months after their escape that he finally learned, what was wrong with Saporians.

He just finished work for today, deciding to rest a little. His eyes were closing on their own and he could barely keep himself steady, as he walked towards his bedroom. Andrew trailed behind him like a shadow. It still sent the chill down the alchemist’s spine, no matter how much time has passed.

He finally managed to drag himself to his room and pushed the door forwards, making way towards his bed. The door behind him closed with a loud clank and he turned, surprised to see Andrew turning the key in the lock.

“What are you doing?” He asked confused.

The Saporian turned to him and the look he gave the boy was nothing like he’d ever seen. Andrew’s eyes bore into his small frame, assessing him, almost EATING him. It was disturbing, to say the least.

“I have no idea, what you’re doing in this lab of yours kid…” Andrew said, stepping closer, a sinister smile on his lips. “… but whatever it is, the smell of your blood is just breathtaking.”

“What?” Varian blinked and stepped back, tripping over the leg of the bed. He lost his balance and fell backwards, landing on the plush blankets.

Before he could react, Andrew closed the distance and was looming over the terrified boy. He licked his lips in delight and leaned closer, sniffing on  Varian’s neck.

“Yes… I’ve never smelled something like this before.” He murmured, hands gently but firmly pinning the alchemist to his bed. “I don’t think I’ll be able to held myself any longer.”

“What do you-?” Varian’s question was cut as Andrew lunged forward and he felt something sting his neck.

He let out a startled gasp. He tried to push the man away, to escape the grasp, but he couldn’t. He felt weaker by the second, his vision fogging. Finally, the pressure on his neck disappeared, followed by unpinning him from his bed.

Andrew pulled away and licked his lips again, a drop of red trailing down his chin.

“Ah, I knew you were special, kid.” He grinned and Varian could swear his teeth were sharper than they should be. The man reached out his hand and gently cupped the alchemist’s cheek. “Sleep now. We’ve got so much time before us.”

Varian tried to argue, tried to get the man explain himself. But his clouded mind refused to cooperate. His vision blackened and he passed out, two bite-marks visible on his pale neck.

~~~~~~

After that night, it became a somewhat usual occurrence. To Varian’s dismay, it wasn’t only Andrew. All of the Saporians shared the same trait and he started to find himself pinned and bitten in the neck more times than he would like. It came to the point he was constantly on edge, watching over his shoulder, trying to spot red eyes in the darkness of the hallway.

No matter how much he wanted to find another, scientific explanation for their behaviour, he was painfully aware of who exactly were they. Vampires. The creatures he only read in fairy tales, never believed to truly exist. If it wasn’t for the constant pain in his neck, his growing paleness and developing anaemia, he wouldn’t believe it either.

Somewhere along the time, he started to wear a coat with high collar, to hide the sickening sight every time he looked into the mirror. It helped a bit, but the marks were still visible, so he purchased a bandana, which successfully managed to cover his neck.

It was only for show, he knew. So that he could pretend everything was alright. Pretend his allies weren’t bloodthirsty creatures preying on him. Pretend he wasn’t getting more and more tired as the days went by…

~~~~~~

When Rapunzel came back, at first he was furious. It was the first emotion he felt, seeing the woman who destroyed his life, made him a criminal.

After the Princess and her friends were pushed away from the castle, Andrew didn’t even bother to wait until Varian was back in his room. He sunk his teeth right there, earning a moan of pain from the boy. The man murmured something about how anger made his blood even more enthralling. It was hard to pay attention, as his vision swum once again, his limbs losing strength.

He awoke in his room, neck hurting from the bite. He curled on himself, weeping silently over his fate. 

Then, the Princess came back, sneaked inside right under their noses. Apparently, she was found crying in Cass’ room, holding her dress to her chest. If it wasn’t for that, Varian wasn’t sure she would be found and caught.

But there she was, stuck behind the bars as he once was. The irony of the situation was laughable, to say the least. He bantered to her how she made his life miserable, how he’s going to fix it up himself, because he couldn’t count on her. And then, everything went south.

The Saporians revealed they were planning to use the unstable Quirineon to blow up Corona. Varian was furious. Not only they used him a their personal food source, the thought of which sent a chill up his spine, but they even refused to listen to one request he had, that no one got hurt!

In a spur of a moment he tried to trap them, throwing a bomb in their direction. But, of course, nothing ever goes like he wants it too. The bomb turned out to be a bathbomb, useful when you want to take a quick bath, but useless to use AGAINST someone.

Andrew laughed, his eyes glinted red, and Varian shivered, backing away.

“Bad move, kid.” The man stepped closer, licking his lips. The alchemist could see the teeth sharpening.

“Don’t you dare hurt him!” Rapunzel cried from behind him. If Varian wasn’t frozen in fear, he would have laughed. So NOW she’s concerned about his well-being, huh?

“Oh, don’t worry, princess.” Andrew was now so close, the boy could smell the cologne he used. The man leaned forward and sniffed, letting out a pleased sigh. “We would never hurt our favourite snack, would we?”

Before the princess managed to process what he said, Andrew pulled away the bandana from Varian’s neck and sunk his teeth. The alchemist cried out, as the man was more forceful than usual. His teeth sunk deeper, he was sucking blood with more strength.

Varian’s knees buckled, his eyelids started to close. Andrew pulled away and watched the boy fall to the floor, wiping the blood from his mouth.

“Consider it a punishment for your disobedience, kid.” He said, kneeling next to the alchemist, the hazy blue eyes staring at him through the fog. “You are mine now.”

Varian’s eyes closed, world turning black. He didn’t hear Rapunzel crying out his name, begging the Saporians to let him go. He didn’t feel Kai pick him up, sling over his shoulder and take him away. He didn’t hear the cling of metal, as he was chained to the floor in the airship.

~~~~~~

“-an… -rian…” His hazy mind picked out, but he was too out-of-it to understand what was being said.

He felt so weak. His neck hurt, and so did the rest of his body. He just wanted to sleep.

“-rian…! Varian!” This time the words sounded clearer. Someone was calling him, voice concerned. “Varian, please. Open your eyes.”

Easier said than done, he thought, feeling as if his eyelids were made from stone. After several attempts he finally managed to pry them open, even if only slightly. His vision was blurred, but he spotted something distinctively familiar and purple just in front of himself.

“Eugene, he’s not waking up!” Someone called, voice trembling as if they were crying. Eugene… he knew that name… And purple meant…

“Rapu…..nzel…?” He managed to breathe out, voice hoarse and barely audible. The purple moved and something yellow and very bright appeared before his eyes.

“Oh my god! Varian!” It was truly her. She leaned down and he was pulled into a bear hug. “I thought we lost you! When they all started to…” She trailed off, not letting him go yet. “You were so pale, we could barely feel your pulse!”

“You gave us quite a scare, Goggles.” He heard a male voice. Eugene.

“Wha…? Where…?” Varian’s mind was still hazy, barely registering what Rapunzel was talking about. What has happened? Why was he so weak? Why did his neck hurt so much?

“The Saporians almost killed you, kid.” Eugene spoke up. Varian moved his head to the dark-blue blur which seemed to be the man. “They were all sucking up your blood like maniacs. Crazy, if you ask me.”

Varian tensed at the explanation. Usually it was only one of them that… drunk. And they gave him time to rest and his body to refill the lost blood. If they all tried drinking so shortly after the situation in jail…

He trembled and subconsciously reached out to grab Rapunzel’s dress. He almost died. He almost died. He almost-

“Varian, calm down.” Rapunzel called out. He didn’t even notice when he started hyperventilating. “Deep breaths. You are safe now. They are not going to hurt you anymore.”

He gripped her dress tighter, burrowing his face in her chest. Tears stained the purple material, dumping it. His whole frame shook, as he cried and hiccoughed, Rapunzel gently stroking his back.

You are safe. You are alright. You are not alone.

She spoke quietly, whispering into his ear as he trembled and weeped. And, this time, Varian believed her.