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donnetellotheturtle · 4 months

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Siren

Upon the vessel “the sundrop” Varian works as an engineer. Though being the youngest in the crewmen, he earned the respect of Captain Rapunzel.

Varian loves sailing. He loves the freedom. He loves the sea, the new places he gets to go.

The only problem is, the sirens.

Hugo was a merman. A ruthless fighter of the Kaldur gang. Most merpeople don’t mind those above, as long as they’re not attacked by them.

The Kaldur gang had a different approach. Either use their voices to lure stupid sailors to their deaths, or take them out from the inside out.

Chapter 1

This was not the first time Hugo had gone on land. Not the first time he’d traded tail for feet. Not that he liked it. He couldn’t move as fast with feet. His voice was also not as hypnotic. It was still beautiful but he wasn’t able to send men hurling themselves over a ships edge without the waves.

But, as Donella had put it, shit had to be done about the sundrop.

That ship had weathered all their worst attacks, most beautiful songs, and the most annoying part is not a single one of them had died.

How rude.

The plan was simple. Go in, find out who exactly was responsible for the ship never sinking, and take them out, lure the rest of the crew into their territory, and the other sirens would come in and have their bloody prizes.

So Hugo, with the help of Donella, purchased a few pairs of clothes. He settled on a green collared shirt, a pair of black poofy pants, and a pair of boots. Most of his clothes were that in different colors. Along with that a bag, and a few trinkets. A conch shell to speak to Donella and Cyrus while he’s on the surface in case of emergencies, and some coins for travel.

With annoyingly dry hair, and eyes that couldn’t see quite right on dry land, he began his mission.

It wasn’t hard to spot their target as it came into port. They had followed it here after all.

He spotted someone on the deck, black hair with a teal stripe. Baby blue eyes.

The perfect target.

Varian took his first steps onto solid ground in a month. He breathed in the fresh air as the unloading crew started to swarm the docks for their ship. He stepped around them quietly. In the kingdom of Arendelle, no less. It was beautiful. Snowy mountaintops surrounded the space even though it was blazing summer.

“Varian?”

He looked over to captain Rapunzel. She changed her hair a lot. Just a year ago, she had long blonde hair but she had her husband cut it off when it got too annoying to deal with. She then let the blonde color grow out and now she had brown hair with gold tips. It fit her with her gold captains hat.

“Yeah?”

“Can you pick up some supplies for me while you’re in town?”

Varian nodded. “Yeah definitely!”

Rapunzel gave him a list and he headed out towards the shops. His first stop was the alchemy store towards the front. He had to pick up some chemicals for the flynnolium.

Inside it was pretty quiet. It was just him and the shopkeep. The woman did nothing but wave, not looking up from her book. Varian headed to grab what he needed.

The door opened. A boy with blonde hair, green eyes, and sharp features. He looked around as if this was his first time seeing everything. Varian shrugged. He had work to do. Even if that guy was pretty.

He was quick in gathering his supplies, including some extra safety gear. Rapunzel paid the tab for things regarding the ship so he worried less about the price.

His first stop done, and his things carefully stowed away in his backpack, he headed out to his next stop. Checking his list, it looked like they needed ice for some of the perishables. He’d go get the ice and bring it directly back to the ship so it wouldn’t melt before they got it to the ice room there.

He came over to that stall. A man with a flop of blonde hair and winter wear. Varian thought that was weird but realized that’s probably because he just got back from the mountains. Still, it was a bit much. He quickly paid for a couple blocks of ice as well as a small cart to roll it on. It would be useful for his tools later.

He headed back towards the ship. Most of the main crew were pretty much off it, repairmen doing any minor repairs that needed to be done while the crew themselves did their shopping. He walked around the men, going inside, and down the stairs to the icebox. He didn’t need to do much, just get it down to the Cargo hold and push it into their cold room.

As he walked, he spotted a familiar face. Blonde hair, sharp features. That guy from the alchemy shop. Was he following him?

Varian shook his head. Probably just an coincidence. This place wasn’t that big, afterall. He kept going until he got to the docks again.

It was surprisingly hot here. Or maybe he was just working hard. He carefully moved past the repairmen, down into the hull, then even further down into the Cargo hold. He pushed everything in, then headed to his lab, otherwise known as the paint room. Rapunzel had let him use it due to his…explosive experiments.

He threw all his things down, checked some of his experiments, and left quickly.

As soon as he got onto the deck. Those green eyes again. They were staring at him specifically. Varian wasn’t sure what this guy’s deal was.

Then the guy disappeared into the small crowd. Varian glared at nothing in particular as he once again left the ship. If he caught that guy again, he’d see exactly what his problem was.

With a sigh, he stepped back off and looked at rapunzels list. Next were some foods. That was easy enough.

“Really?” He paused at Rapunzels voice. Poking his head over to where he heard it, he saw Eugene and Rapunzel talking to the guy he just saw.

“Well if you want a job you gotta be comfortable with sailing. Can’t be having any slackers on our boat.” Eugene leaned on Rapunzels shoulder casually.

The guy chuckled. “I mean I’ve never actually sailed…”

“Hey.” Varian said, making himself known. “You’ve been following me.”

The guy just raised an eyebrow. “excuse me?”

Varian looked at Rapunzel. “this guy has been following me all morning.”

He laughed. He fucking laughed. “Sure sweetcheeks.”

Varian glared. “Don’t call me that.”

The guy winked. Varian moved to punch him before Eugene grabbed his arm. “woah kid! It’s alright!”

Rapunzel let out an awkward chuckle. “Okay. Whats your name?”

“Hugo, ma’am.”

Varian let out a squeak of disbelief.

“Okay. What can you do?” Rapunzel asked, pointedly ignoring her little brother.

Hugo thought for a second. Varian glared daggers at him.

“Im good at knots?”

Rapunzel thought for a second. “How do you feel about machinery?”

Hugo shrugged. “I’d be willing to try to work it. Can’t say I’m familiar with coronan tech though.”

Rapunzel grinned. “Well goodie! Varian here can teach you everything you need to know!”

Varian blinked at her, mouth agape. She couldn’t be serious. She gave him a very pointed smile.

“Welcome aboard, Hugo. If you don’t have anything else to do, why don’t you and my head engineer stay together until we cast off for Rosas tomorrow morning?”

Hugo smiled wide at Varian. It didn’t meet his eyes. Varian didn’t trust this guy further than he could throw him and he couldn’t throw him at all.

“I’d love to. If it’s okay with you, goggles.”

“Don’t call me that either.” Varian huffed.

“You two have fun now.” Eugene took his wife’s hand and they started heading towards the way Varian had came.

“Hey wait-“

“Oh don’t worry goggles.” Hugo said, leaning on Varians shoulder. “We’re going to have lots of fun.”

Varian glared and pushed him off, trying to leave him in the dust. Rapunzel couldn’t just stick him with this asshole. He had to go get her and make her reconsider.

Hugo chuckled. “You have some spice to you goggles.”

“I told you not to call me that.”

Hugo walked besides him, smiling that sharp, unnatural smile. “oh come on.”

“My name, is Varian.” He huffed.

“Fine, fine.” Hugo was quiet for a second, looking Varian up and down. It made varian uncomfortable. He felt like he was sizing him up for something. Like prey. He would not be made to feel that way.

“Stop that.” Varian growled.

To Hugos credit, he blinked, cleared his throat, and looked away. No apologies or anything but it was better than him staring like that.

“Why did Rapunzel hire you anyway?” Varian asked.

“It must be my charming wit.” Hugo said.

Varian just rolled his eyes and kept walking.

They got to a stall where Varian fished out some coin to buy some produce.

“…what are we doing?” Hugo asked.

“Buying food for the ship, obviously. We’re going to be on the sea for a couple months. And I don’t know about you but fish for dinner every night does not sound good.”

“Well there’s a lot of kinds of fish you can eat. Different ways to eat them too.”

“all of which we’ll have exhausted in the first month. Is this your first voyage?”

Hugo didn’t answer, instead electing to walk over to another stand. Varian rubbed his forehead.

This was going to be a long trip.

Later that night, everyone met back at the ship. Lance, the cook with his two daughters, Catalina and Kiera. Cassandra in charge of defense, Yong their cabin boy, Nuru, assistant navigator to Rapunzel, Rapunzel the captain herself, Eugene the Helmsman, Varian the chief engineer and now Hugo the secondary engineer.

All repairs had been done on the ship, which Rapunzel had paid for. Inside, everyone started settling for dinner. Lance was cooking.

Varian settled into his seat next to Nuru, sighing deeply.

“what’s your problem?” Nuru asked.

Varian watched as Hugo came in through the door. Varian scowled. “Him.”

Hugo came strutting in like he owned the boat, and sat right next to Varian. “Hey sweetcheeks. Miss me?”

Varian nearly whipped around and punched him. It was lucky that Lance that came through the door with the food at that very moment. Varian huffed and turned away.

Nuru and Yong both giggled at that.

Luckily, Hugo was quiet during dinner. While the crew chatted and joked, he stayed stoic, eating his food and retiring to his bed without a word. That was weird to Varian. The guy who had talked his ear off just hours earlier was quiet.

“Huh.” Varian stood a moment after shoving the food into his mouth, following Hugo.

Hugo was walking on the lower decks not far from Varian. He was rubbing his face and bumping into things like he couldn’t see.

Did…did he need glasses?

That thought made Varian pause. That might have been why he was squinting so much earlier. He thought Varian didn’t notice, obviously.

Varian thought for a moment. Making glasses wouldn’t be that hard. All he needed was some metal and glass.

Cursing his annoyingly big heart, he headed down to his lab to begin.

Hugo couldn’t fucking see.

In the dark light, his vision was even worse. It wasn’t like this in the ocean. The water always made it easier for him to see.

God’s he couldn’t even see the sign for his bedroom. He needed a lamp.

He looked to the closest lamp which was slightly down the hall and went to grab it, sighing. Donella had better be grateful.

He pulled it off its hook, looking around. It didn’t help a whole lot but it was better than nothing.

Coronan writing was also not his strong suit. The language itself? Simple. He’d been speaking it since he was a kid. So much so that he didn’t even have a strong accent. But trying to understand it written down was much harder. He just looked for the four letters that were his name in Coronan on a door.

After a minute he found it, scribbled on a note and pinned to the door by a nail.

Stepping into the room, he was happy to find that it was all his. Small, but his. One cot, a small desk, and a small burrow to put his things in. Not that he had much. He figured he should probably start putting away his things.

Conchshell first. He carefully wrapped it in some clothes so it wouldn’t get damaged, then put it in the back of the bottom drawer. Not like anyone would go looking anyway.

Next he put his regular clothes in. Rubbing his neck he realized how much weight effected him on land. Or boat. His back already hurt. Is this what humans had to deal with on a regular basis? No wonder they were so rude.

Once done, he looked out the porthole. The ocean proper was far away and Donella had left as soon as Hugo was set. He couldn’t help but feel a little homesick already.

He shoved it down. This was too important to get weepy on the first night.

Still, he wished he could jump back unto the ocean, feel the tug and pull of the waves, swim with the wildlife again.

This was going to be a long trip.

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#varian #hugo vat7k #tangled varian #varigo #varian and the seven kingdoms #yong vat7k #vat7k fic #nuru vat7k #donella vat7k #vat7k #Siren #chapter 1

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magicmindless · 6 months

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any headcanons for Yuko?

Y’know what I have more than a few thoughts about her and it’s been a while since I’ve done something like this but:

A HC list but it’s just Yuko

-Even with the flipdeck, I still feel Yuko could be related to Emmlette in some way, either as a little sister or maybe just close friends

-Yuko grew up in Sakura Bay at first, but then moved to Tastyville to start her business

-This is more about Espen but I feel he had a wife prior to Yuko

-Besides resolving problems with the apartments, Yuko would also have the tenants association help out with community events like festivals or fairs and such

-Though she is well respected as head of the tenants association, some people find her to be a bit stuck up and passive-aggressive despite her politeness

-She is biracial, her mother being Japanese and her father being of German descent

-Pickle was a stray Prudence brought in one day. At first Yuko disapproved of Pickle since Prudence didn’t talk to her or Espen about having a pet, let alone one from the street, but she quickly also grew attached to Pickle, and even helped Prudence train her

-She has a record player at home she plays music on. She’s a frequent visitor of Hugo’s Warped Records surprisingly, but only ever looks for older or more vintage music (she doesn’t mind modern music, but it feels odd to her to play a modern-sounding song on a vintage record player)

-She’s skilled at playing the piano and has even taught Prudence how to play it. She even taught Prudence a special lullaby her mom used to play her to fall asleep at night

-Yuko’s shop, “Lovely Leftovers” has a lot of nice items, but not everything can get sold. There’s a distinct emerald necklace shaped like the moon which has never had a permanent owner for more than a week. And whenever it’s returned, the buyer always seemed a bit… disheveled. Hm…

-The main parasol she carries around was a parting gift from her parents which came in a care package

-She likes board games like chess and checkers

-She’s the only one in her family who tends to go to bed early. She’s also a heavy sleeper, though despite that she moves around quite a bit in her sleep

-She’s straight but is trying to be an ally. It took her a while to catch onto to the fact that Mary and Sue didn’t move in together as really close friends, but when she did find out, she knitted them a really long rainbow scarf they could wear together (because gay people like rainbows right?)

-She knows how to knit and crochet, mainly clothes and blankets. She always knits winter sweaters for her family every year

-Her favorite type of books to read are historical fiction and romance novels. She’s also a fan of poetry like Edger Allan Poe

-Likes collecting jewelry like necklaces and bracelets

-Is the type of mom who basically hoards most of what her children make like drawings or letters and such. They’re all precious to her

-Uses a Polaroid camera to take pictures with, and keeps them in a family photo album

-Her main love-language is gift-giving. Sometimes randomly she’ll give people little gifts like trinkets, baked goods or snacks, or any extra money she has

-She’s a sedimental person. If she likes you enough and you give something to her, she’ll keep it forever, no matter how much it costed

#papa louie #papa louie headcanons #flipline studios #asks #anon #papa Louie Yuko

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whiskyarts · 9 months

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"Hugo enjoys fine things"

We know he likes fine material possessions. Gold, jewelry, trinkets, baubles, anything worth money, but due to his lifestyle he can't flaunt those things. He keeps them to himself, or else he'd be a walking target for other thieves.

I think Hugo also likes other fine things as well. Music, arts. He can play most fancy string instruments (violin, viola, cello, ect.) because those are the instruments you think of when you think of the orchestras that rich folk get to attend, or the instruments that the rich and royals get their kids private lessons to learn. So he taught himself. To feel like he has more than he does.

Taught himself ballet and ballroom because those are the dance styles of the high class folk who have more than he could ever imagine having to his name.

Like the riches he's stolen, these aren't things he flaunts. He keeps them to himself, because partaking in anything fine, makes you a target.

#types this super fast before going to work #gtg or I'll be late getting my STARBUCKS #varian and the seven kingdoms #vat7k #hugo vat7k #vat7k headcanons #headcanons #rambles

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varibean · 2 years

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see, i don’t think hugo ever gave up stealing, i think he just got a bit pickier about when he stole and who he stole from

he’s no longer going to steal from some lost guy asking him for directions or from some lady pushing her cart of wares down the street, or even a guy who’s a bit rude to him on the street

the two reasons he steals are

1. when they really deserve it. most of the time not because they’ve slighted him, but because they’ve slighted varain

2. when its funny.

the second rule is just roger rabbit ass rules, that’s what he follows. stealing a balloon on free balloon day kind of antics

varian is 100% ok with these options but has to act like he isn’t so that eugene doesn’t get on his ass about it

as for the first one it’s usually just some guy is rude to varian and the next day hugo is presenting his boyfriend with the guy’s fancy pocket watch.

he brings varian pretty shiny trinkets like a deeply in love crow

varian, admiring all of the pretty things that hugo has taken from assholes and given to him and putting on the newest necklace he’s gotten: stealing is wrong or something like that, yada yada.

hugo: I could give it all back.

varian: No, this looks great on me.

#varigo #hugo vat7k #varian #sb is rude to varian and they wake up with their house being absolutely swept

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froot-batty · 7 months

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Any fun little facts about your rogues/au that don't really affect the plot much(or they can, either/or is good) or maybe even facts that might not actually come up but add to the sauce, that make you ridiculously happy? I love little trinket thoughts about aus to collect. :)

Also hopefully my questions haven't been too many or annoying, I just really like your version of Batman, Froot <3<3<3

YOU SILLY !!!!! SEND AS MANY ASKS AS YOU WANT I LOVE GETTING THEM (and im so glad you like my fools >:])

but sure! i can dig up a couple (this is gonna be a long guy i think)

Hugo strange has only been hurt Once, despite working at an asylum full of individuals who would really like to stomp him into a paste. It was an accidental electrical burn on his left arm gotten from Maxie Zeus right after they discovered her abilities (even though she gladly would've inflicted it anyway if she knew she could do it). It wasn't strong enough to completely fry him, but it does mean his left arm is weaker than his right, and occasionally spasms when he uses it too much. He's not upset about it at all though. He thinks it's fascinating

Viktor and Nora have matching necklaces! People (and they themselves) often joked that they were like the sun and the moon, so they got a sun (which Nora wears) and a snowflake (which Viktor wears). After the accident, Viktor still wears his, over the suit that keeps him (somewhat) alive

Harvey's trick coin was a gift from his mother, somewhat. He was really bad with making decisions as a kid (partially because of trauma, partially because he would just have a lot of thoughts in his head, and it made it hard to settle on one thing), so she bought the coin and used it to help him decide on something. Of course, since both sides were heads, she'd say the option she thought was the best one was going to be heads. Even after she gave him the coin, and he was well aware both sides were heads, he'd still use it to decide on things - mostly for nostalgia's sake

Maxie Zeus is nearly completely blind, because of repeated electrical injuries to her eyes. She is too stubborn to use any mobility aids, but she does occasionally wear a welder's mask while...."working"

My Red Hood and Killer Moth are actually pretty decent friends. They both are in the "pay me and I'll do whatever" business, but Red leans more towards anti-heroism while Moth is a career criminal. Red's main beef is with the Joker, though, so she tends to leave other rogues alone (unless Bats needs her help)

#i was going to do doodles to go along with these but. i tireds sorry </3 #frootverse

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pansy-picnics · 2 years

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I need more next gen. I am starving. Pls. What are UD/varigo like with their niblings. Is Eugene the fun uncle. Who had a hero crush on Hugo. Stuff like that.

IVE BEEN MEANING TO DO SOME CONTENT OF THIS FOR A WHILE HEHEHE THANK U….. i’ve been collecting sketches for this for a while so it’s gonna be a long one

emery loves their aunties and uncle and rapunzel and her partners all spoil them to DEATH its so fucking cute

they’re very into botanical and herbal sciences, so she does a lot more hands-on and in the moment studies than varian and hugo, who usually stay cooped up in their lab most of the day. rapunzel especially loves going out with her on hikes or nature walks whenever her dads are busy, and they do field journals and stuff…. sometimes others will join them on their little trips but for the most part it’s just something the two of them do together. they garden a lot too, obviously, and raps listens to her infodump for hours on end

em also absolutely ADORES her aunt cassie, as she has dubbed her (it definitely got varian a few death glares at first, but he swears up and down he didn’t teach her anything). she loves hearing all the stories about her adventures and is especially fascinated by her cartography. cass also loves to collect weird things, like feathers, funny looking rocks or crystals, animal/fish bones, reptile skins or wings of insects, various things from deceased creatures she’s come across on her travels. emery finds this stuff incredibly cool, since they love animals

whenever cassandra travels out of corona for a bit she brings home lots of flowers and herbs and things for them to study, along with plenty of pretty trinkets and baubles for both them and the twins <3

that’s jusr like one of her love languages she’s like a crow. just gives people shiny rocks and sticks she found, and sometimes jewels/little hairclips/rings/generally very fancy things she definitely stole. sometimes nobody knows what to do with them but they keep them because they love her

eugene is absolutely the fun uncle but like, only when yong’s not around bc he easily solos eugene any day. no hard feelings it just is what it is

but yeah eugene always does the best storytime voices, especially with the flynn rider books bc hes been doin this for YEARS hes got DECADES of experience bro. sometimes the kids encourage him to act out the scenes in which he tries his best but fails miserably while lamenting about his old man bones

rapunzel and cassandra both laugh at him and sometimes will try to pick up where he left off

and, speaking of flynn, with another kid in the castle eugene finally gets another chance to play his favorite game: how long can i have this child convinced that i am the REAL flynn rider in the flesh

the answer is quite a while and it will eventually lead a very pissed off alchemist to storm into your room ready to beat the shit out of you

eugene definitely helps them get away with shit especially considering he’s trying to get revenge on the years varian and hugo spent being menaces to the twins. it is actually CRUCIAL that hugo and varian stay childless for a good 5-7 years after the twins are born because they get that long to be Goofy Ass Uncles and nothing more

no bc theyd literally be the worst most irresponsible mfs imaginable bc they’re both fucking around the whole time trying to impress the kids but they start getting rlly overly competitive about who they like more and fighting about it while the twins are just along for the ride

so. they DO still end up being the favorite uncles just. not for the reasons they think

they’d be like, showing the kids all sorts of projects they have around the lab but theyre just so much more hyperfocused on one upping each other- varian would do tons of interactive experiments so they can get involved and be hands on with everything. it’s just simple stuff obviously, baby science

but hugo on the other hand is more keen to giving them eye candy. fancy machines with cool lights and noises and the like. he does this with kids in town already, they always know him by name and like to play with olivia so he knows how to get the attention of children, but varian thinks it’s cheating so they get into a really stupid argument about it

varian: HAHAHA hugh you’re KIDDING right. that’s nothing they dont even know what’s going on its just a big machine that makes fancy lights and noises

hugo: ??? ok but that’s all you really need isn’t it?? it’s not like kids are all that hard to impress. plus you cant get on my case when yours is just some vial that changes color. you can at LEAST give them something cooler than that

varian: ??? HUGO I CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH THEYRE LIKE FOUR😭 at least MINE is educational. it teaches them about alchemy while helping them develop critical thinking and motor skills

hugo: oh my gods var it’s not that deep😑 like work smarter not harder you know what i mean?? it’s not like they’re our kids we don’t have to worry about that stuff

varian: IT’S NOT EVEN ABOUT THAT THOUGH it’s about captivation and keeping their attention. kids have really short attention spans, fancy gadgets may look cool but they’ll get boring in like five seconds. if you get them involved with the process and allow them to understand the craft they’ll be WAY more interested and-

varian goes into a rant before hugo cuts him off being all “ok fine well if you’re so confident lets ask what THEY think” and varians like “FINE” and so hugo turns around in a huff and realizes both the toddlers are Gone.

and he’s just “,,,,,hey um. hey var. love….where did the twins go” and varian whips his head around like “YOU FUCKING LOST THEM????”

so obviously they both freak the fuck out and are scouring the entire lab making sure they arent off drinking some dangerous chemicals or some shit but like, both of them are smart as fuck so it turns out they just walked off in the middle of their argument and went to go steal sweets from the kitchen. cass, raps, and eugene all chew them out for it later. they get more responsible when emery comes along but like….yk not that much AUDJSJDHDSNS

on the topic of stupid uncles, i should mention that though they love all of them dearly…lance is kind of the favorite like 90% of the time

cuz see eugene along with hugo still continue to be a bit overprotective and paranoid with the kids at times. varian is usually very laid back but when emery hits her teen years he starts to worry a lot more, while hugo mellows out considering that’s where vars own life went downhill LMAO. if there’s anyone who will indulge them and let them get away with ANYTHING it’s lance.

there’s such a blatant and vast difference between your first time parents who are always overthinking everything and worrying about whether they’re good parents or not and your cool, unmarried uncle who already adopted and raised two teenage kids in his 20s, is in the prime of his life and doesn’t technically have to take responsibility for you at all

granted though, the twins have had everyone wrapped around their little fingers since their birth

immediately after the twins were born, everyone in the castle (and even those who weren’t) all collectively pitched in to help as much as they possibly could. especially considering rapunzel struggled a lot mentally in the first few months of her kids’ life, the whole family was very determined to make the time as stress-free as their abilities would allow

one thing they found out quickly was that the twins absolutely adored varian. which obviously confused the alchemist and left him feeling quite helpless considering 1. kids hardly ever liked him (he usually got bullied by them) and 2. because of this he. didn’t really know what to do with kids. ryder once fell asleep in his arms and he lowkey panicked bc he had NO idea what he was supposed to do

when the anxious new parents were finally able to let people be alone with the babies, varian ended up being a pretty regular sitter. to the point where he would have little baby slings in case he needed to hold them while he was working on small projects or something. people would even frequently assume they were his and he eventually got tired of explaining they were actually his niblings so he just let people think whatever

before theyre born hugo jokes around like “lmaooo i dont even like kids” but he’s lying thru his fucking TEETH. hed die for them.

also alina thinks hugo is SO fucking cool (obviously considering he cut her hair based off of his) but also em admires hugo more than either of the twins could ever possibly comprehend. i havent drawn it enough since most of what i’ve drawn of them is them bullying each other but thats just their love language of course emery picked up on it. past the age of like 10 emery would rather die than admit how much she looks up to her father but hugo Knows <3

its not to say em doesnt admire varian, because she loves both her dads equally!!! but because hugo also came from an orphaned past being with him made emery feel a lot more safe and understood during her first few years at the castle. hugo knew what it was like to suddenly go from having nothing to having Everything and he knew it could be really stressful, especially for a little kid….having someone who understood that was really comforting to emery.

because of this though hugo tended to be the paranoid mother hen type, especially compared to varian who was a LOT more laid back and wanted to give them the freedom to trust their own judgement and make mistakes. it was tough to balance these styles at first but emery genuinely loved them both, even if hugo’s fussiness was a bit annoying sometimes

in fact the reason emery dubbed hugo “mama” in the first few months was not because they could sense his massive amounts of Gender (well like, partially, but it was about a month or so after that before the ‘are you a boy or a girl?’ question finally came up), but instead because hugo’s constant doting on her reminded them of their birth mother

varian and hugo dont know much about emery’s birth family or what happened to them, considering she doesn’t say much in her younger years and eventually forgets most of what she didn’t; but she seems to have cared a lot about her birth mother, and frequently still misses her presence.

whenever those waves of emotion are too much for her to bear, hugo is there to comfort her- and he assures her that despite never even meeting them, he still misses his birth family, too, but that it will get easier, and no matter what, she’ll always have people who love and support her

anyways thats all i have rn *opens my head and puts my brain back in it like the little frankenstien dude from nightmare before christmas* idk when ill have more content of them but the next time i do it’ll probably be that drawing with rapunzel kissing both her partners on the lips and both of them being so romantically in love with her /hj

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glacecakes · 1 year

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These headcanons are gonna be specific but maybe you'll like them

1. [after vat7k] Hugo collects flowers and dries them. It gives him a feeling of stability and it calms him, since it reminds him that now he finally has the time to care about these little things like pretty flowers.

2. He likes cheese. That's why he chose to build Olivia as a mouse. He wanted something small but couldn't decide and then saw an illustration somewhere with a mouse that held a piece of cheese and he went YES.

3. He wears weird-shaped earrings -- strawberries, bees, flowers, swords, birds, books, probably shaped as random everyday objects, etc.

4. He is pale so whenever he blushes he becomes RED.

Have a nice day!!

oh. oh that's so sweet.... varian would absolutely find random wildflowers for him to press too it's just like for you!!!! they're like little kids

WE SHAKE HANDS cheese is god tier he can eat so much in one go

yes. yes yes yes yes YES. TO BOTH. Varian gets him cute little earrings and trinkets and he blushes NEON!!!!!!!!!

#varigo #glace.txt

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mlmxreader · 2 years

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The Ace & The Killer | Hugo Stiglitz x gn!reader

Anonymous asked: Can I have “please, don’t turn your back on me” with Hugo Stiglitz? Angsty fluff with Hugo is my shitttt

summary: a Captain meets a famous Nazi killer through a lot of unlucky events, but when there's a chance for you to leave the Basterds, Hugo doesn't want you to, and you're not sure that you do, either.

tws: violence, death, swearing, smoking, mentions of torture and execution

You were trained where the Basterds were, which was how you originally met Aldo Raine, he had greeted you with that Southern charm and you grew to be friends quite fast; he would sneak you and your fellow pilots cigarettes and would sit on the benches with you during nights where you were convinced that, once in the air, the worst would happen. The Hurricanes could withstand a lot, but you knew that they weren't invincible, you were putting your life in the hands of metal and oil. You were well aware of that, but while the Basterds wouldn't be dropped into the fray for a while, you and your crew were given your wings within weeks; you heard of men dying, you heard of them being shot down and crashing in enemy territory, you heard of them being captured by Nazis. Tortured, only to die of their injuries when they were eventually found and rescued. You were lucky, that was the only difference, you were lucky enough that you always managed to make it back; you shot down enough Nazis that you were given the title of a Flying Ace, but that wasn't enough. That didn't compensate for seeing men you counted as brothers die in a ball of flame and smoke; that didn't make up for letters telling you that some young recruit had been tortured and executed. The title wasn't enough.

Luck always ran out, though; during a dogfight with some Nazi piece of shit, your fuel wouldn't get you back home, and although you managed to get that cunt down and watch the flames and the smoke hurtle down, smiling as you did so, you knew you had two choices: land in France, or die in the channel. France seemed preferable, it was closer, you could probably find some members of the resistance who could help you find fuel.

Landing wasn't graceful, your wings were clipped and you were sure that you fucked the engine anyway, but at least it was good enough that you weren't injured; you travelled for days until you found them, though. Aldo and his Basterds. They took you in, let you travel with them, a promise that you would eventually make it back to the Allies; your uniform was scruffy and stank of smoke, but they helped you clean up. But that's when you met him: Hugo Stiglitz. A man you had admired for a while; Nazi killed number one, you immediately took a liking to him. He liked you, too, and it wasn't long before you found yourself spending more time with him and less time with Aldo despite being the most decorated of the lot.

"Mein Kapitän," Hugo would say quietly with a little smile when you went to sit with him while he sharpened his knives and carved little trinkets out of less than decent wood. He would take a lot more pleasure than he would ever admit in the times that you sat with him, quiet as you watched him work.

He would sleep with you, too, letting you lay across his lap as he propped himself up against a broken wall or a ditch or a tree; he would always wake before you did, but he would simply sit there and stare into nothingness. He liked you a lot, a whole lot.

You knew what you had to do, though, even if you did doubt that getting out of France alive was a gamble of slim to none, you knew what you had to do; you asked him out, you asked him to be your boyfriend, and he agreed with a shrug and a smile. You were lucky once again, lucky that the man you had fallen for felt the same; but very little changed, except for the fact that he got more protective of you. He knew that your skills were limited, being trained as a pilot was far different from being a trained soldier, and although he taught you the basics, he was still protective; he would often cover you with his own body when there was shelling and bombings nearby, he would often keep his arm around you when you moved from place to place, he would insist that you stayed back during raids and supply runs. Hugo was protective, very protective.

Aldo mentioned to you that he knew of a resistance group nearby when you had arrived at a clearing in a forest; he had pulled you aside, near the river with olive coloured water, and he had given you directions on how to get to their camp. But you weren't sure if you wanted to leave; he told you that it was unlikely the Basterds would make it out alive, given their orders, but you weren't sure if you wanted to leave. You liked being with them, and you didn't want to leave Hugo's side.

He was the first one you approached with the news, sighing heavily as you sat next to him while he sharpened his knife; you swallowed thickly, biting at the inside of your lip.

"Hugo, there's... there's a resistance camp nearby," you started, "uh, Aldo told me about them... he said maybe it's best if I... y'know."

Hugo took one look at you, pleading as he shook his head. "Nein. Stay."

"I want to," you explained, "but I'm not a Basterd. I'm a pilot. And maybe... maybe it'd be best, I mean... I only slow you all down, and I... I think I might be in love with you, and I don't really wanna leave you, but... the more I think about it, the more I wonder if it's really for the best."

"Please, don't turn your back on me," he said quietly. "Mein Kapitän, please don't."

You bit at your lip, sighing heavily as you ran a hand across the back of your neck and shook your head. "I don't want to... but what if I get you killed?"

Snatching your hand in his wrist, the knife clattering to the mossy floor, Hugo shook his head, swallowing thickly. "Please don't go."

"I'm a pilot," you whispered, able to feel tears prick at the edges of your eyes as you tried to keep your voice even. They never taught you how to hold back tears during training. "I'm just a pilot."

"You're my pilot," he growled. "Please don't go. I'll protect you."

You relaxed a little, shaking your head and daring to wipe your eyes on the sleeve of your jacket. You swallowed thickly. "Do you want me to stay that badly?"

"Ja."

"I'll cut you a deal," you started, "if I stay, you have to promise, fucking promise me, that if shit hits the ceiling, you get yourself out. You don't think about me, you don't try and save me, you get yourself the fuck to safety."

"Okay," he agreed with a nod, knowing that it would be a promise he would break when it came to it.

"Okay," you sniffled. "Deal."

Tugging at your wrist, Hugo pulled you onto his lap, letting you rest your head against his neck as he put one hand between your shoulders, the other at your lower back as he chewed at the inside of his lip; you weren't just a pilot, you weren't just a Captain, or a Flying Ace, you were... you were the one that he looked forward to taking home, you were the one that he looked forward to seeing when he came home from work after the war. You were the one he wanted to marry, if such a thing were ever possible. You were his pilot, his Captain, his Ace.

Hugo wouldn't let you go so easily, even if you were destined to be sky bound, even if he knew that protecting you might have cost his life if shit really went badly, he wouldn't let you go when he knew, even if he would never admit it, that he loved you.

He loved you.

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shadowmaat · 4 months

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Hugo Fuego

I've been reading up on this year's Hugo Awards BS. From the way I'm interpreting the Hugo FAQ, it sounds like each Hugo competition is organized by whatever group is selected to be in charge that year.

One would assume that they all have to operate off the same basic rule set, but judging by what happened with the Chengdu Committee it's clear that either this isn't true or that China managed to exploit a dangerous loophole, because there are some very blatant biases in place that assured certain people and works were deemed "ineligible."

[img: screencap of a BlueSky post from the Hugo Awards which reads "Neither the Hugo Awards website nor the Hugo Awards BlueSky account administer the Hugo Awards. Each year's Awards are administered independently by each year's Worldcon at the Hugo Awards Administration Subcommittee established by the Worldcon."]

I will be absolutely fascinated to hear whatever "official" CYA statement is eventually released, because if they're just going act like the Chengdu Committee has sole responsibility and the Hugo Org itself had nothing to do with it and no way to stop it that seems... pretty questionable, policy-wise.

The Hugos have been having problems for years (witness all the Sad Puppies/Rabid Puppies stuff), but this is whole new levels of trouble. The award itself is just a shiny trinket, but the ability to market yourself as an award-winner/nominee can affect sales.

I have a lot of sympathy for those affected by this latest debacle. Not only the ones who were disqualified without valid reason (and "the Chinese government didn't like that" isn't valid, IMO), but also for the folks who did win and are now left to wonder how valid that is when some of their fellow nominees were excluded out of bullshit political manipulation.

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ackerslut · 1 year

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ok so varian is very cringefail around hugo but hugo is also equally as cringefail bc they have a one sided rivalry

hugo is constantly trying to flirt with him and makes him lil trinkets in the lab but varian thinks he's just being a dick and is showing off, so he he makes hugo even bigger and better trinkets to one up him like "HA! Look at how much more intricate this pocket watch is compared to yours"

meanwhile hugo is just 'aw he made us matching pocket watches'

which lead to a very funny dynamic of hugo thinking that they're kinda sorta almost but not quite dating while varian is just huffy and gay about this guy

Hugo: hey baby, happy one month, i got you something-

Varian: ...excuse me but WHAT the FUCK is going on?

viktor and jayce watch them like fucking lab rats in a maze. they should've fired them ages ago but they put them both down as members in a social experiment to justify keeping them on payroll bc they don't know what these two lil freaks have going on but by god they're gonna be there when these weirdos figure it out.

they're also both from zaun but varian moved up to piltover fairly young so hugo is always calling him a 'paintjob piltie'. painted over all those zaun memories with a fresh coat of piltover privilege

I'M SCREAMING OH MY GOD THIS IS SO GOOD???

Ok first of all I need I NEED an office style outsider pov comedy where in the foreground of the most politically charged events ever to be happening, everyone is just watching the dumbest one sided enemies to lovers (one sided bc Varian THINKS they are enemies!!) relationship explode like a reality tv episode.

I JUST THINK ITS FUNNY THAT VICTOR AND JAYCE ADOPT THE TWO ONLY PEOPLE WEIRDER THAN THEM

#hugo: happy one year :)#varian:...i'm twenty s-WAIT WE'RE DATING?!?!#BESTIE THIS IS SO GOOD FR FR FR #WHEN IS THIS DROPPING???

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detectivechandler · 1 year

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types of people: weather. ˎ

bold: always applies. italic: sometimes applies.

i. rain. melancholy at best, introspective, severely misunderstood, pleasure in the subdued, helping in your own way, dreams in poetry, the slowness of falling asleep, refreshing meditation.

ii. sun, sunbleached clothes, futures that are too bright, everything at arm’s length, balancing intensity, blind encouragement, comfort of sleep, distracting sunspots in your vision, necessity of growth.

iii. storm.chaos with a purpose, emotions running high, natural comfortable anarchy, high volume, leaving your mark, brief flashes of violence, rambling quickly, the intensity of desire.

iv. wind. running towards instead of away, instinctive motivation, making an impact, knows everyone who knows anyone, playful pranks, mood swings in a split second, collecting old trinkets, uncontrollable focus.

v. snow. serene on the surface, cold blooded heart, love it or hate it attitude, good memories, heavy discussions, sharp determination, relentless resolve, not as scary as it seems.

tagged by: stole it from myself tagging: @gentlemanstarkey , @dodgedabullet , @amcritch , @theresastargirl , @ravenskeeper , @criticalfai1ure (hugo!!!)

#headcanon. it's not a disability. it's a gift.

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fremedon · 2 years

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Brickclub 5.1.17, “Mortuus Pater Filium Moriturum Expectat”

Having been critical, the situation was now ominous, and from ominous was probably about to become hopeless. As their plight worsened, the barricade became ever more steeped in the crimson glow of heroism. Enjolras ruled over it gravely, in the attitude of a young Spartan dedicating his naked sword to the somber spirit Epidotes.

Epidotes--Donougher has a helpful note-- is “a purifying spirit, worshipped by the Spartans when wishing to avert divine punishment for murder.” So that’s grimly appropriate.

We’ve been talking on Discord about the frequent invocations of the heroic mode. The allusions to classical heroes have been coming more and more as the barricade’s situation has worsened, and here Hugo points that out in case we’ve missed it. We’re about to get a lot more of them, not only in the text but in chapter titles--”Orestes Fasting and Pylades Drunk,” and before that, simply, “The Heroes.”

This is wrong.

The OG FRev has appeared in mythical mode, as a past heroic age, and its few survivors, like the Conventionist, have been able to understand and wield the story’s magic system in a way their descendants can’t--except for the one rare miracle coming up--duplicate.

The original revolutionaries could be mythic heroes because they hadn’t yet run into the Empire, which spent twenty years demonstrating why heroism was no basis for a society; why any endeavor that depended on the leadership of Great Men was doomed. This has been one of the most consistent threads in the book. That the Amis, who have been striving all this time for a politics and world that can survive the loss of its great men and keep going, are being forced by necessity into being heroic is a tragedy.

There is also tragedy coming up--though mostly for Marius and the other survivors. The mode all of them should have been reaching for is the Romantic--the expansive mode that can hold great deeds and great suffering and the sublime side-by-side, without any of them dominating the narrative. But the barricade lost its Romantics, Bahorel and Prouvaire, in the first attack. That miracle coming up in OFPD is Romanticism’s last gasp here, the sublime and the grotesque literally joining hands; once it’s over, realistic domestic tragedy will be the only mode any of the survivors can access.

We’ve been joking about what a Tolkienian feeling this book has whenever it talks about the first Revolution, but honestly Tolkien and Hugo are doing a lot of the same things with narrative mode; it’s just that Tolkien is putting characters from lower modes into a story in progressively higher modes, while Hugo is shrinking the mode and the scale of his story in ways where the narrative itself seems to constrain the characters’ potential. But the effect in many places is similar--the feeling of a world that’s passed from demigods down to humans, and hobbits.

And appropriately, despite the heroic situation, despite Marius and Combeferre making their heroic dash into the bullets to retrieve Gavroche’s body and lay it out next to Mabeuf’s, everyone here is at their most hobbit-like, resisting as long as they can the narrative’s demand for a last stand. An insurgent puts on Widow Houcheloup’s sunhat. Joly studies his tongue in the mirror. Courfeyrac, “with the carefulness of a young girl putting in order a little cabinet of trinkets,” lays out all his weaponry on the paving stones just so.

Marius, the one person who is actively trying to be a hero, is worrying what his father will say to him.

#brickclub #lm 5.1.17

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