#vian oc

[loonybun]

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hi. guess who wrote. aren’t you proud. anyways these are like. my favorite ocs. if you’ve known me for very long you know i will never shut up about them ever and have character blogs because god they’re in my brain constantly

contains: med whump/lab whump (not sure which this would classify as. sort of in the middle there.), creepy/intimate carewhumper, doctor whumper, does vian deserve his own mention here yeah he’s a warning all by himself, condescension, restraints, recapture, former living weapon whumpee, magical/sci-fi setting, references to addition and drugs, mentions of brainwashing and memory erasure, betrayal, needles, implied self harm, self harm being weaponized.

i think that’s all but let me know if i’m missing something. this one’s a bit of a doozey. fun for the whole family.

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“You look like you slept well.”

He was barely even awake. The room felt like it was spinning, the all too familiar fluorescent lights inducing a dizzying nausea.

The shock of the cold metal on his back forced him into reality. Shit. This was happening. There wasn’t any way out of it. Not an obvious one, anyways.

Koi’s eyes drifted back over to the doctor, who greeted him with a soft smile. Right. Why was he here? Why didn’t he have—

“I took off that little cuff of yours, hopefully you don’t mind. I’ll probably have to answer for that later, but oh well. I figured you’d want to enjoy your last few moments of lucidity.” He murmured, pity crossing his face. “I know you’re not really capable of what they think you are. Poor thing. They think you’re a killing machine! A terrorist! It’s a little funny, actually. I mean, you’re…”

His eyes trailed over Koi for a brief moment. “…Harmless. Completely harmless like this.”

“—I mean, I’m not a big fan of killing people. Kind of why I was trying to avoid this place.”

“Yes, yes, and that’s exactly my point. I guess capable isn’t the right word, is it? I mean, you’ve done it before. I suppose what I’m trying to insinuate is that you’re just unfit to be the monster they’re going to try to break you into.” The doctor hummed, gently ruffling his hair.

“…It’s nice to see you again, by the way. I really did miss you. I know we were never close, but— You were always one of my favorites.”

Koi scoffed. “Enough of a favorite to let out of these restraints? C’mon, it’s not like I’m going anywhere.”

“…You know I can’t, Koi.”

“…Right.” He went quiet for a moment, letting the air grow heavy. Well, might as well rip the bandaid off. “So uh… What are they gonna do?”

And just like that, he was back to his giddy state. “Oh— Yes, I forgot, you like it when I explain these things.”

“You’re uh, not annoyed by it, right? I know a lot of the scientists were and uh—“

“No, no! Not at all. I appreciate your enthusiasm. I always have. People here are just so incredibly impatient.”

“…Oh, uh, thanks. Alright, then yeah, give me the rundown.” Koi already had a good idea about what was going to happen next. They’d throw him in a nice, big cell, give him the whole “You have a purpose here” spiel, and then keep him in there until he either gave in or escaped— not like the former would ever happen.

Vian’s eyes seemed to sparkle as he began to explain. “Well, you see, we figured that since you’re going to be here for a while, we might as well work out that little… Issue… With your magic.”

“And then they’ll expect me to join ‘em again?”

“…Well— Actually, you won’t have much of a say in the matter. They’re planning on wiping your memories. It’ll be like your little runaway incident never happened. You won’t remember the experiments either, of course. None of those silly traumatic things.”

Shit.

“Until then, I’m supposed to keep you hooked up to an IV containing a drug I’ve developed. Just something to keep your mind in more of an agreeable state. You won’t lose your ability to think, of course, you’ll just… Struggle with comprehending those thoughts. I like to say it’s like water slipping through cracks— Nicer imagery leads to a much less stressful experience.” Vian smiled cheerfully, giving Koi a little pat on the head.

He felt sick. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be. “—Wait, wait, wait. Can’t we talk this out? I mean— You don’t really want me to lose my memory, right?— What about— What about my friends? My life?”

At that, the doctor chuckled. “Koi, we should really move on with the examination. I have a job to do… Maybe if you’re good, we can talk a little more about your options afterwards.”

Despite the bile in his throat, Koi nodded. Maybe there was a chance that the doctor would take pity on him. He just had to get through this.

Vian lifted up the thin sleeve of his hospital gown, staring down his arm while he fixed a cuff on his shoulder.

“…Now, I know we didn’t give those to you.”

“What?”

“Those scars.” Vian traced a cold finger along one of the countless cuts lined over the withered skin. “Those are new. Lined up so poorly as well. Goodness, you really haven’t been doing well for yourself, have you?”

Koi shot him a small glare that quickly faded into something a little more pitiful. He had to remember what was at risk if he fucked this up.

“Yeah, well, what can I say? Apparently having a guilty conscience has consequences.”

The doctor’s eyes flickered with mild amusement. It was an unsettling look on him.

“We both know that’s not what this is.”

“Didn’t you say you had a job to do?”

The pressure on his arm began to increase, then released all at once. The cuff went off just as quickly as it had been strapped on. Vian stared at the readings for a brief moment, then looked back at his patient.

“And who are you to say that a wellness check wouldn’t be part of it? I won’t tell, I promise. Now, you were always good with needles. Are you alright if I draw some blood?”

Koi nodded hesitantly. It would be better not to argue with the only person who might be willing to lend a hand to him. He wasn’t that stupid. It’s not like he had many other options.

The needle sank into his skin, and he reflexively let go of the tension in his body. He could have sworn he saw Vian smile at that.

“Good. You’ve always so good with these things. I believe that’s most of what I needed— We’ll do a drug test too, just to be sure. You’d be surprised hearing all of the rumors some of the scouts have come up with about you. Meaningless gossip, really. They claim you’re some worthless street junkie now.” Vian hummed, brushing Koi’s bangs out of his face. “Then again, I wouldn’t be totally surprised. You’ve been hung out to dry. We can lose ourselves, sometimes.”

He couldn’t help but lean into the soft touch. If it weren’t for the backhanded conversation, he probably would have felt genuinely relaxed.

“Yeah, right. I’ve totally got the spare change to shell out for that.”

“Mhm... Like I said, meaningless gossip.”

He needed to break the silence in the air. He could practically feel Vian’s gaze on him. Cold and scrutinizing. “Well, uh, is that all you needed me for?”

“Oh— Yes, we should be done for now. You said you wanted to talk about your options, didn’t you? This would also be a decent time to ask me any extra questions.” The doctor snapped his eyes back to focus, a smile quickly reappearing on his face.

“Yeah, yeah. That sounds good. Uh, so is there any way I can convince you to help me? I mean, I know we were never friends, but—“

“You’d like to be. I know.” He didn’t even let him finish. “You mentioned that once. It stuck with me for a while… I think I’d like that too. You’re one of the few people I can actually tolerate here.”

“So uh… You’re willing to get me outta here?”

Vian’s eyes narrowed, and his grin faltered. “…Well—“

“Well what?” He snapped.

“You don't really have options here, Koi. Let’s just think about this for a moment. I could let you go right now, send you on your way back home… And for what? For you to be miserable the rest of your life? To keep this up?” He gestured towards the lines across his arm. “You lived in a rotting shed. If anything, keeping you here is a favor.”

His blood ran cold.

“You can’t be fucking serious— Vian, please— I… I can’t stay here. They’re gonna make me hurt people. I can’t do that again.”

Vian’s sympathetic expression was looking faker by the minute. He ruffled his hair, earning him a desperate expression. “…Oh, yes you can. The war’s been over for quite some time. It’s not like you’d be used very often anyways. Don’t you want to feel like a hero again? Didn’t you like that?”

Koi began struggling against the metal bands holding him down to the table, desperately thrashing back and forth. “I— I won’t forgive you if you do this. You know that, right?! Didn’t you say you wanted to be friends?”

“I did. And I still mean it. You’ll soon find that you won’t remember any of this, and you’ll be more than happy to spend time with me.” He hummed. “Let’s be honest, sending you back would be plainly unethical! It’d go against my oath. You’d have a fresh start here… There’s really not a downside.”

“Stop— Please—“

“…I think it’s about time to hook you up to that IV. Thank you for your time, though. I can’t wait to get to know each other all over again.”

[dr-venstal]

hii vian trick or treattt :3 🎃🍂👻🍬🎃👻🧪🦇🎃

Here. Take as much as you’d like 💙!

[creppersfunpalooza]

vian. unfortunately

don’t like how the colored version looks so it’s going under the cut. die boy.

[loonybun]

vian’s having fun this is enrichment for him ❤️ it is his enrichment time ❤️ this is why i don’t trust him around people ❤️ we need to execute him by firing squad ❤️

when the guy who sort of rescued you from your last captor is actually about to chop off your fucking wings with a bonesaw because they’re apparently a painful reminder of your past (he wants to help you forget those painful memories by creating new, worse painful memories to focus on instead) anyways Vian is a freak and i think we should kill him!!!!

(doodle of a scene from a rp i’m doing with @loonybun with Dew and their character Vian :3)

[custardmylove]

Hi I love your ocs

can I hold your hsr one because they are adorable

yes you may :)

[strawberryvian]

Seri Kubo

The only child in the family, but not spoiled. Unpleasant circumstances forced her to grow up earlier than her peers.

Due to the constant absence of her mother at home, who works seven days a week and leaves her daughter alone with herself, she has learned to love solitude and music.

She found her outlet in training and drawing, which is why this skill is highly developed and she even thinks of linking her life with this area.

After the appearance of her stepfather in life, who took on the role of educator, she became much calmer and more reasonable, and with the arrival of a new student at the beginning of high school, who became her best friend, she established contact with classmates.

She seems friendly and sociable, but in fact she is a closed and detached person.

It is difficult for her to realize that a person has become dear and valuable after all. It often happens that this realization comes much later, when the person has long since left her life.

To speed up the moment of awareness, she specifically thinks through scenarios in her head if a person suddenly left her life. To change which aspects of life. And if there is some discomfort from such plots, then the person has nevertheless crossed a certain line of her "indifference".

And yes, although she is not an ADHD person, but forgetting a person for her is a very simple and familiar thing. Even if you have a close friendship with this person for 5 years. Unfortunately, she could not identify the reasons for this, but there are assumptions.

Seri has never been in love before. While her peers were actively building personal relationships, she could not even imagine that she liked someone so much that she could admit it. And it never went beyond sympathy and attraction to the appearance of a person.

But despite such problems with awareness of her feelings and harsh parenting methods, she loves her family very much, and is ready to break up for them.

She hates responsibility and conflict, but, ironically, these two concepts became her constant companions after entering the Distorted Wonderland.

She tries to adapt to a new life in another world as quickly as possible, and thanks to rapidly developing events, she manages to build her new "stability".

Now she is trying her best to find a way back to her family and past life, but it seems that something went wrong…

«— There are so many feelings… This is a problem.»

[zinkleberg]

Had to, this trend is too good lol

[creppersfunpalooza]

OH MY GOD ITS HIM. ITS HIM!!!!! VIAN ITS HIM!!!!!!!!! VIAN SPOTTED!!!!! maiming him maiming your art tearing him apart limb from limb I LOVE TJISAAUHGHHH

@creppersfunpalooza i drew your evil bastard Vian for funsies >:) biting him. biting him so much right now!! also i didn’t know what to do for the background so it’s just. the void

[tweewig]

some pencil sketches of my boy :]] adventuring outfit + guy who fell asleep at his desk

i have comms !! :3c

taglist below cut

taglist: @boygirltitties @omegamoo @tee-gee-em @thehelpenchantingfig @coffeeflavored-tears

(lmk if you wanna be added/removed)

[meadow-roses]

Another 1" x 2" storyboard lol

Time is running out for the main cast to stop the villain's plans, and with how much is going on and all the uncertainties, it's a really bad time to be head-over-heels in love. She'd like to kiss him, but is now really a good time for that distraction right before the big heist they've been planning for weeks? If they are going to slip in unnoticed to the big government funded party in the capital building, Grace figures she'd better make sure Felix knows how to dance (not that like she knows how to teach anyone but���)

Audio is taken from "Marble Floors" by Vian Izak and Juniper Vale.

[fork99]

happy sliceworld thursday

[loonybun]

a horrible thought just crossed my mind and i need to speak it into existence now. i’m sorry for the pain it will cause to this hypothetical whumpee /silly

how would Vian react to finding a tiny borrower living in his house?

why would you doom a poor little guy like this. what did borrowers ever do to you.

gonna put a lot of this under the cut because triggering topics!!!! uhmm animal cruelty/testing mention, dehumanization, torture, and death 👍 yeah no this could not end well in any way

AAANYWAYS i think from the get go it would be abundantly clear that Vian is not a safe person to be around/reveal themselves to. Vian experiments on basically whatever he can get his hands on and that often includes rats and things along those lines, which i’ve mentioned a bit before. It’s completely against ethical standards which get very messy really quickly in the D.A. . don’t question it they have some definite “nos” when it comes to experimentation whereas vian has very little. haha. little. see what i d—, but since he can’t really subtly test his drugs on coworkers or their test subjects in their more juvenile phases, he makes do.

If the borrower decided to stay anyways and just kept hidden, suffice to say it would not end well! Vian’s very particular about how and where he keeps everything. He’ll immediately notice if something is out of place or missing. It would become pretty clear to him (even if he’s hesitant to even believe it at first) that something or someone is causing these things. I think after seeing a few tiny bite marks on something he’d put two and two together.

from that point on i think he’d try to lure them out by leaving things in easier places for them to get to. sometimes these spots are very intentional, other times they’re more subtle. I don’t know if he’d set up cameras or anything like that, but knowing him it’s definitely a possibility. I think he’d also set quite a few of those no kill traps typically used for things like mice.

if he ever actually caught a borrower, that’s like it. there’s no way out for them. they’re cooked. not literally he’s not that mean. but like, there’s this small, helpless creature he didn’t even know could exist that he just has at his disposal now. He’s obviously gonna run some tests on them. Maybe try to keep them as calm as possible during the process, though that’s easier said than done when you’re planning on cutting them open. I don’t think this would last very long once he realizes that the biology is almost identical to his anyways, so it doesn’t provide anything incredibly new or exciting. Plus, this is a rarity for him. He’s not wasting them on something as trivial as drug tests. He wants to keep them alive as long as possible. Probably makes a little space for them, like a drawer, completely foolproofs it to make sure they can’t somehow scramble out. he fully recognizes that they’re alive and sentient, but he barley treats them that way. They’re just something for him to dote over and mess with. He’d go out of his way to make sure they knew that he saw them as absolutely nothing more than just some adorable helpless little creature, regardless of how uncomfortable they are with that.

He’ll absolutely get a little violent with them sooner or later. Nothing that he can’t fix, but like. that doesn’t mean it’s gonna hurt any less. Probably would pretty regularly pop their bones out of their sockets and dislocate them, keep them pinned down (literally!) to something for days on end if they say something to set him off, waterboard them, cut off their circulation, all that fun stuff. it’s just so easy and so cathartic to hurt something that small. i personally think one day he’d just. take it too far. and oops. only so much that something can handle. the death probably wouldn’t elicit any strong emotions other than some disappointment, but it’s not like he’s never killed an animal before. little sad considering how irreplaceable they were, but maybe there’s more of them. he can find another.

[modgryphonrambles]

Decided to give this family tree thing a go, and went with GTA4+ starting with Carbine as the first character entered. It's been really fun making this!

This is only part of it, each of those dotted lines goes to other parts of the tree.

33 named characters so far, though I think I'm starting to run out of more I can add.

For context:

thick black lines are between partners (romantic or QPR since Kopi and Neb are in here)

dashed black lines are between exes

regular black lines are biological family

gray lines are adopted family

I'd link to this family tree, but there's no way to do it without also granting editing access, though if you're interested send me a message and I'll send the link!

Website is familyecho.com by the way, in case anybody wanted to make their own.

EDIT: Up to 48 now! Fudged relationships to add Colorbine, then Clown and Clownette, then Felicia and Dialtone, and continued from there.

[creppersfunpalooza]

silly vian stuff since i don’t have the motivation for an actual piece rn

(sketched/unrealistic gore and blade under cut)

[whumpy-wyrms]

i made a new oc his name is Ollie and he’s a sad pathetic little lab rat man. he’s only three inches tall feel free to beat him up <3

[here-comes-the-bard]

thank you molly i have been thinking about yaevinn and prey animal rage since 6 am in between the owie of the day. he is not a hunter but by god he fights like he is being hunted and that might actually be scarier.

come to think of it, yaevinn started expressing his anger more at around the same time as he started actually making an effort to keep himself alive in combat... the moment he started to realize that his life is worth something and that it's at risk of being snuffed out, the moment he realized how many times he's been cornered, how he's STILL cornered, he got angrier and became less and less likely to take shit. even when it was perceived; even from his partner (these two things happened together at the same time, yaevinn was already upset and nithral was just making sure he didn't. fuckin waltz off to his death).