drs. vincent & thredson

the private home of doctors rudy vincent / vincent anderson & oliver thredson.

[doctorshcdy]

this is an extremely private dual muse sideblog for dr. 𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 / 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 and dr. 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧. if you found this blog, that either means that you were entrusted with the link or because you somehow accidentally stumbled into this mess. there's important information and rules under the cut. please be sure to read all of it before approaching about plots or interactions. follows will be from @ashcstoashes.

IMPORTANT INFO:

sexual orientation: vincent - bisexual with a heavy male lean ( closeted in most verses ) oliver - demisexual

shipping: vincent - open for ships oliver - absolutely fucking not

original family members: vincent - discuss with me first oliver - absolutely not

RULES:

this blog is essentially mutuals only. if i don't follow you from john henry, then please don't send in things or ask to roleplay.

activity will be slow. vince has sporadic muse and i'm just very selective in general with oliver.

don't force plots, ships, or other such things. no means no. you force anything and it's an automatic soft block.

no, oliver isn't open for shipping. why would you want to ship with him anyway? he's one of the most twisted villains of the entire series, which says a lot.

on the subject of lana banana - i probably will not write any oliver and lana threads unless i know and have written with you previously. it just...it really icks me out.

[hiveruled-moved]

" Right. You were fucking wrong. " Intensely dark eyes continue to stare down at his older brother, the flicker of rage not dwindling for a second, even as Vincent shows signs of REMORSE and shame. Good. He should feel a lot more than that after everything. Vincent getting a taste of his own medicine certainly didn't hurt Kai's feelings any. Kai hasn't scratched the surface of the torment he was going to put the eldest Anderson sibling through. Call it his SICK sense of justice.

" That's always been your problem. You never tackle anything face to face. You always choose to fucking run away like the coward you are, Vince. It's pathetic. " Kai BERATES, a bewildered huff of air leaving his lungs as he studies the state the other is in. " No wonder Ally never got better under your oh-so helpful guidance. I'm the one that opened up her eyes. How does that make you feel? " The cult leader MIMICS the concerned, yet prying tone of a shrink when he poses the question, a few unwashed strands of cerulean hair falling against his equally greasy face.

[doctorshcdy]

Vince accepted Kai berating him in silence, allowing him to get all of the feelings out. To drain the resentment and anger like an infected wound. His expression shifted as Kai called him a coward, twisting in a slight grimace of pain. That one stung. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, using the time to find the proper words that hopefully wouldn't upset Kai further.

"I have to admit, little brother, it feels pretty shitty." Vince had a lot more thoughts on the Ally situation besides that, but he decided to keep them to himself for now. If he ever earned a little bit of his brother's trust back, he'd open up about those thoughts and his newly found extreme distrust of that woman. "It makes me feel like a failure and that's never a good feeling."

He paused, then decided to give Kai a bit of information that had been kept from his siblings for far too long. "You're right that I'm a coward. However, you don't have the full story." His gaze lifted once more, staring Kai straight in the eyes as he spoke, hoping that his brother could see the openness in his eyes and hear the truth in his words. "There was...was an incident when I was seventeen and dad caught me doing something that he and mom, ah, heavily disapproved of. They kicked me out and told me that I was only allowed to come over when they invited me. They also said that I couldn't see you or Winter without them present because...because they were afraid that I would infect the two of you."

[lillarpmemes]

Touch my muse. Be descriptive or simple, tender or violent, fond or hateful— Anything goes.

[noshameherefolks]

wait, you’re telling me i have to ASK to be slammed against the wall, with a hand around my throat, and kissed???    unfair

[doctorshcdy]

and i'm plagued by CHILDHOOD TRAUMAS

dual muse sideblog for dr. ru/dy vincent / vincent anderson & dr. ol/iver t/hredson. sideblog to @ashcstoashes / th/redson is plot only. written by cori / cori c. 30+ / she / they. personals & minors do not interact!

[diandrafarrugia-deactivated2012]

Let’s play “yes” or “no.” You ask me questions on anonymous or not, and I can only answer YES or NO.

[hiveruled-moved]

@amazingdvils gets a starter !

As Kai approached the guarded door, he took a SLOW breath in and out. His anger hadn't quelled at all since finding out his older brother wanted to lock him up in a mental institution. After acting like he wanted to help him with his movement, his VISION. He wonders if even that interaction was a lie to lull him into a false sense of security. It had been well over twenty-four hours since he last bothered to even spare Vincent any semblance of conversation, more or less imprisoning him in solitary confinement in the walls of his old bedroom.

The only window was boarded up, covered over by thick layers of dark curtains that BLOCKED out sunlight as he had removed any lightbulbs from the room, and the door was padlocked. Kai thought it FITTING when he had done the same to their parents' bedroom door. There was still some of Vincent's old belongings and furniture here and there, but a bed had not been provided for him.

A tall, armed man stationed at the door obediently moves aside as Kai instructs him to do so, taking the small brass key out of his pocket and fitting it into the lock as he finally opens the door to the DARK room. The blue-haired man outlined by the light in the hallway says nothing as he crouches down, YANKING the cloth gag from Vincent's mouth to allow him to speak. " How far you've fallen, brother of mine. " Kai's voice is low, monotone as he speaks. " All you had to do was be here for us one time and you couldn't fucking do it, could you? " The cult leader's facial features disturbingly and quickly twist into pure rage, his eyes wide with anger as he yells in his older brother's face. " Could you?! "

[doctorshcdy]

After their parents’ deaths, shame had kept Vincent from visiting his brother as much. Shame from what he’d convinced Kai to do, shame for not working to bridge the distance their parents had forced between them, shame for not being a better person. Vince had tried to keep an eye on Kai from a distance, but had failed even in that. His brother had spiraled out of control and it took an overdue brotherly visit for Vince to realize how bad it had truly gotten. He’d been frantic upon leaving, mind formulating all the ways that he could try and help his brother without feeding even more into his delusions.

Vince had no memory of being knocked out, only that one moment he had been locking up his office and then the next, he had found himself waking up in a darkened room. He’d panicked for a few seconds before forcing himself to calm down and think logically for a moment. The only person who could have done this, who would have had the power to do this without being noticed, was Kai and his group. And why? Well, that answer had dawned on him after another moment of thought: Ally. She must have gone running to his brother the second that she had some scrap of information that would get him to trust her implicitly. His group had Ozzie in their clutches, after all. He supposed that any desperate parent worth their salt would do the same and he’d been a fool not to take that into account.

He had no idea how long had passed since he’d originally woken up. Only that he dozed, unable to move far or get comfortable due to the gag in his mouth and the fact that his hands and feet were bound. Vince hadn’t been fed, given anything to drink, or even spoken to anyone, so he jerked to attention when the door was opened. His heart came to a stuttering stop as his vision cleared and the silhouette of his younger brother came swimming into view. 

Vince’s gaze never left Kai as the younger man spoke, features settling into an expression of sadness and shame as Kai got into his face. There was no self pity or fear, just a grim acknowledgement of his brother’s words. “You’re right, Kai. I couldn’t. I-I had hoped that getting you committed would…would help but…I was wrong.” There was no making excuses, no dancing around the truth, no fancy head shrinker speak. He had decided hours ago that the best way to get through this was to be vulnerable and truthful and hope that Kai would accept it.