Varian - Blog Posts
Ok I THINK final batch but let’s see!! XD
Thought I could join in the freeing varian from the goatee trend!!✨
HERE IS A LINK TO THE NEW TANGLED SEASON 3 PREMIERE EPISODE
All credits go to @starxapple as she took out the time in her day to stream and upload a recording so be sure to thank her!! WE LOVE YOU STRAPPLE❤️❤️
https://drive.google.com/open?id=1WNkCCmUC3AAnPUebbLj2E-lU6rf2ZU1j
"Maybe I make things a mess.... and maybe your right to have doubts in me."
My first full drawing on a PC wooooo! I think the background could of came out a bit better but oh well, I gotta start somewhere and I'm pretty happy with this anyways! (This might be a start of a drawing series of tangled solo songs???)
Okay but I can't be the only one who sees parallels between Varian from Tangled and Jinx from Arcane???
Some Drawings of Varian that I did when I was ofline
yo quiero que ustedes sepan que “Alex” es como un AU que he echo de Onceler😭💀 siento que ustedes suponen que es otro Alex o no se por que aún no he explicado nada😭🙏🏻//
I want you to know that “Alex” is like an AU that I made from Onceler😭💀 I feel like you assume it's another Alex or I don't know why I haven't explained anything yet😭🙏🏻
Alex-? What is the blue thingy😭💀🙏🏻
Doodles based on the Prince!Varian AU that’s been floating around.
Varian’s powers obviously come from the moon/stars, but since his dad’s symbol is this I went with mainly Stars. He has the same healing abilities as Rapunzel does, though.
Picked up my tablet after a million years. First thing I draw is obviously this boy.
Ad Meliora (1/?)
Fandom: Tangled: The Series
Rating: Gen
Summary: For everything that has happened, Arianna should be afraid. Afraid for her life. Afraid for her kingdom. Afraid for her family. But she watches, closely, at the slight tremble in Varian’s voice, in the way he shields himself from her gaze, and can’t feel anything but sad.
Or, a Fix It-AU where Arianna is the mother Varian didn’t know he needed but deserved
CHAPTER I
For everything that has happened, Arianna should be afraid. Afraid for her life. Afraid for her kingdom. Afraid for her family.
But she watches, closely, at the slight tremble in Varian’s voice, in the way he shields himself from her gaze, and can’t feel anything but sad. He’s smaller than most village boys she meets, with buck teeth that he tries to hide and a lock of hair that reminds of her niece from far away. He’s a child, she realizes. A child. And younger than her daughter, at that.
Dangerous. Untrustworthy. Reckless. These are the words she has heard about Varian, the only words, in fact, that have come out of Frederic’s mouth. But she looks at the boy’s shaky frame, the dark bags under his eyes, the frenzied, paranoid look he has on his face. She stares and thinks reckless, yes, but also young. Naive.
Broken.
“Believe me I know, I’ve sunk pretty low, but whatever I’ve done you deserve it,” he seethes, blow torch firing away at whatever invention he’s created.
“Varian-” she tries, only to be shut out.
“I’m the bad guy, that’s fine-” she hears his voice breaks at the end, but he steels himself forward and continues to work. “It’s no fault of mine, and some justice at last will be served-”
“Please listen!” Arianna begs. The alchemist ignores her and hammers loudly at the machine. Everything feels like a haze, his words of anger and contempt drowned out by a ringing noise in her ears. The room spins in her peripheral vision as she struggles to think of something, anything, to say.
In front of her, Varian suddenly stops at the amber rocks, a yearning look on his face as he stares up at his only remaining family. There is something unreadable in his expression, something wistful and wanting.
You’ve lost someone, she thinks. You’ve lost someone, and God help me that is something I can understand.
“I know what it feels like!” Arianna shouts before can stop herself. Varian freezes, hand hovering over the amber prison. “Please, just-”
“Be quiet!” Varian scowls. He turns around, furious, but Arianna boldly stands up, feet carrying her as far as the chains would allow.
“You care, you care so much about the people you love that you’ll do anything to help them. I know what it feels like to lose someone you love. Believe, me, I know.”
“You don’t know anything!” Varian cries. His eyes screw shut, hands clench tightly at his sides. “You don’t understand anything. He’s all I have! He’s all I have left!”
“And what would he think of you now?” Arianna counters. “What would he think if he saw you threatening people’s lives, endangering innocents on your quest for revenge? How will this make things better?” She watches as he brings his hands to his face, shoulders shaking violently. There’s an urge, deep and powerful, that makes her want to go over and hold him tight, but she can’t. Not now. Not with her being so close.
“You were friends with my daughter, Varian. You still are, I think. She talked about you, about how smart and brave you were, how incredible your inventions could be. Varian, please, prove to me that you’re the same boy she talked about.”
“There’s no other choice!” Varian says. “I-I’ve done too much, I’ve gone too far to turn back.” He frantically rubs his eyes, desperate to keep her from seeing him too closely. “I need to make my Dad proud. I have to free him!”
“Listen to me,” Arianna pleads. She tugs on her chains and prays that she can get closer to the boy. “This feeling, this empty, awful feeling of despair. What you are doing will make none of that go away. It will only keep adding up until you can barely stand anymore. I would have done anything to see my daughter-” her voice cracks slightly, breath hitching on the last syllable. “-and I know you’re willing to do anything to free your father, but this isn’t the right way. This isn’t the answer to what you’re feeling.” She reaches out her hands with all the strength she can muster. “Varian, are you listening to me-”
“I-I-” he stutters, breathing becoming erratic. “I don’t know what to do,” he whispers, and in that moment Arianna sees the mask he’s built fall apart. “I don’t, I d-don’t-”
“Varian-”
“I want him back.” A strangled sob erupts from his mouth, piercing Arianna straight to her bone, and just like that, a dam seems to break. “I want, I-”. He wraps his arms around his body and bends over. She can hardly make out what he’s saying. “I c-can’t fix this. I can’t fix any of this-” he lets out another choked cry, grips the goggles on his head and throws them to the ground.
It’s agonizing to Arianna as she watches him. She remembers the pain, the suffering that went through Frederic’s mind when he realized there was nothing he could do to save Rapunzel. And it scares her as similar the two are in their pursuit of their goals.
She yanks at the chains, but they only seem to dig deeper into her flesh and the distance between her and Varian remains the same. She wants to speak, to shout, to tell him it will be okay, as he continues to sob. After realizing how useless trying to escape would be, she seriously considers throwing something over there to get his attention before a small chirp echoes from below.
Startled, she looks down at the small raccoon (Rudiger, she vaguely remembers from Rapunzel) and almost lets out a shout of joy when she sees the rusty key in his mouth.
“Thank you,” Arianna says, and she wastes no time in unlocking the chains. They fall to the ground with a loud thump, but the sound seems miles away as she goes to embrace Varian.
In hindsight, she realizes a second into the action, a dozen very bad things could happen. She could be hit. Pushed away. Splashed with whatever concoction he has in his belt. But to her relief, the boy melts into her touch with a pained whimper. She clutches him tighter, murmuring words of comfort that she hopes reaches his ears.
And it is in this moment, in this cold, dark room, that the burdens of the world seem to lift a little.
The rescue arrives a few minutes after. She sees them before Varian does, in the corner of the room, arms raised with their weapons, and despite the urge to run over and unite with her family, she stays stone-still.
Varian’s cries have begun to die down until they are nothing more than soft sniffles and shaky gulps. He looks up at her with a shocked expression, as if he can’t believe she would even consider helping him. In return, she gives him a warm smile and gently tucks back a lock of his hair.
“I-I,” he wipes his nose with his sleeve. Looks away. “I did, I did this-”
There’s nothing Arianna can say now. Because sometimes, no matter how hard you try, the only way to let people heal is for them to accept what they’ve done.
“I’m sorry,” Varian finally cries. Fresh tears spill from his eyes and he furiously rubs them away. “I didn’t want this. I promise I didn’t want this-”
“Varian, Varian-” Arianna brings him close again. “Listen to me. It will be okay. You know it will be okay.”
“I committed treason,” he gasps. “I took you. I’m going to be jailed. I can’t see my dad again.”
“Breathe, Varian,” she firmly instructs. “In and out.” Her voice carries over to Frederic and Rapunzel. They come out of the shadows into the shine of the small light, and she sees her daughter’s eyes widen in shock. Beside her, Frederic stands equally conflicted.
“I’m sorry,” Varian whimpers again. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry-”
“Varian,” Rapunzel says.
With a lurch, The alchemist scrambles out of Arianna’s hold, legs kicking about as he tries to stand up. “R-Rapunzel-” he glances at the King in fear, then back at her. “I, I-”
“We’re not going to hurt you,” she says. “I promise.”
“I’m sorry,” he gasps, voice hoarse. “I didn’t want this. My dad-I wanted-” his back hits the table’s leg and a glass vial shatters next to him. “I’m so sorry-”
“I sorry, too,” Rapunzel says. She takes a small, hesitant step forward, arms reaching out just like Arianna did. “I’m sorry for breaking my promise. I’m sorry that your father is stuck in the rocks. I know we can fix this, though.”
“How?” Varian asks, and Arianna is struck by how young he looks now, head ducked in both shame and fear. “I don’t know what to do.”
“I don’t either,” Rapunzel admits. “But we will soon, okay? We just have to keep trying.” She holds her hand out to the alchemist in hope. “Together?”
There’s a pain-staking silence as a minute passes. Then two. Then three. But Rapunzel never once wavers, never once moves from that very spot, and a swell of pride erupts in Arianna as she witnesses her daughter’s kindness.
Finally, finally, Varian takes Rapunzel’s hand and allows himself to be pulled up. She immediately throws her arms around his neck, head buried in his shoulder. It is awkward at first, with him not what to do or what to say, but the alchemist slowly returns the gesture with an equal amount of affection.
There are no words, Arianna thinks, for the feeling that comes with being forgiven. And in the shadows of the prison, in the suffocating darkness that has trapped Varian for so long, she swears that her daughter’s hair glows with the promise of healing.
I am deeply unsatisfied with the season finale, mainly because of downright murderous they made Varian to be and the lack of actual character redemption. With Rapunzel, Eugene, and Cassandra going out of corona and whatnot, our chances of seeing him again anytime soon is low, especially with the path paved for new plot lines, crap ton of characters, etc. I just feel like we were robbed of some conclusion to Varians character. But I am hoping we see him again soon in Season 2, if the writers decide to do that.
for halloween im gonna be a fem version of varian and im soo excited (im gonna do his season 3 outfit) eeeekkk i love the silly little alchemist sm
They say if you look at your favorite characters from past fandoms you'll be able to tell what your type is and I can say for certain mine is
sad/crazy black haired boy
Varian is and will be for a really long time the blorblo of my life I mean
Look at boy
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH 🥳🎉🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
Happy birthday Varian!!! (Might be a little late whoops)
I'd need to write it down since right now it's just a bunch of ideas floating around my head, but I love the idea of Varian finding out about Hugo at some point before the finale, and giving him a second chance. Then the finale happens, Donella says some things, and it looks like Hugo broke his promise and wasn't deserving of Varian's second chance. That would be why Varian would be upset, in my eyes. This plot hole has been bugging me for so long, you're onto something
I personally hate vat7k fics or posts that have Varian being all angsty and crying over Hugo double crossing them. One, because Varian isn’t one to cry easily, he wouldn’t cry over Hugo, and two, because Varian knows all too well that circumstances can lead people to do bad things and he quite literally comes from the kingdom of second chances. He’s a reformed criminal, his brother figure/hero is a reformed criminal, all his friends are reformed criminals, he knows the power that second chances can hold. Everyone who is a bad person has the potential and capacity to still do good and be good, he himself is a country bumpkin turned terrorist turned shadow ruler turned royal engineer.
And I’ve never seen a fic where Hugo promises he’s good only to break a promise he made, (mostly because Varian would outright deck him for seemingly no reason and tell him to not make promises) and Varian is frankly too smart to have never considered the possibility of Hugo having alternative motives (the guy steals a totem then comes back wanting to be friends??? It doesn’t make sense; obviously Varian would theorize).
Don’t get me wrong, Varian would be absolutely pissed at first and would probably storm into the eternal library out of spite. It just wouldn’t be in a “I’m crying and need to escape this situation” kind of way. More in a “I’m so pissed and I’m so stupid I need to cool off and come back to this later” kind of way. Although he doesn’t get to come back for a while after…
collab with @qqqsedarqqq
I did the sketch, she did the line and coloring
A short simple sketch-comic to art with a sick Varian. I hope you like it!
Take care of yourself and don't sick 💓
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