*grabs Rigged Lie Detector That Shows I'm Telling The Truth.* What That's Crazyyyy Don't See Why You'd

*grabs rigged lie detector that shows I'm telling the truth.* What that's crazyyyy don't see why you'd think that honestly

Hello. Heard you know about the gay river. It's currently suffering from a drought... it's Autumn rn, y'know, super hot weather that makes skyscrapers melt? So you really don't have to wrroy about the gay river. It's gone. Trust me. I mean- I wouldn't know.

For some reason I feel like you’re lying to me.

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“Sure they both look like they’ve worked outside, but Varian could just as easily be the son of— that guy!” His arm flew outward toward the first person he saw from the window: an old, scraggly bearded man barely a meter tall and leaning heavily on a goat. Yong gave him a flat look. “Okay bad example, but still!”

Hugo had yet to make it past the mental hurdle of Quirin fathering Varian, which in all fairness, Yong and Nuru were very perplexed by too, but they weren’t the ones having a tantrum over it. Nuru had begun to tune their friend out around ten minutes ago to start scribbling out long, complex equations only to solve them a moment later. Yong, Hugo, and Nuru were brought into Varian’s childhood home to spend the night before completing the final trial and opening the Eternal Library. Quirin had been delighted to welcome Varian’s friends, ushering them in without even a brief assessment of their characters. Varian had looked deeply embarrassed when Hugo asked, admitting that he wasn’t known for making friends, let alone ones his age. Not long after they were settled in the guest bedroom, Quirin had called his son down to help prepare a meal with him, leaving the three friends to muse on the genetic gymnastics that occurred to bring about Varian.

“Maybe he gets it from his mom?” Yong pondered aloud. He withdrew a comb that Hugo didn’t know Yong owned and started to rake it through the burned ends of his hair. They were all a mess. A year on the road had not been kind on their appearances. Hugo was ashamed to say that he hadn’t kept up with his usually close shave along the sides and back of his scalp, allowing the hair there to grow and give him a fluffier look. Most of his clothes had holes in them or stained with some chemical or other. Being Yong’s assistant certainly didn’t help with the smell of gunpowder or the charred nature of his sleeves.

But Nuru was probably the messiest of them all. Her title as Princess was as reflective as her shoes. That is to say, not at all. She had taken up the mantle of navigator with an enthusiasm Hugo hadn’t expected, and she trudged through muck and high water to get them to each trial. A flashback to her waving her sword at a sneezeweazel and the subsequent chase through thorny bramble to get away left their sleeves torn and skin razed made Hugo cringe. The only things Nuru ever managed to keep tidy were her star maps—rest in peace to her skirt of constellations—and her sword. Although she used it frequently to cut through foliage on their journey, Nuru kept her whetstone close and sharpened her blade every night. Even her poor telescope wasn’t kept in as good a condition as her weapon, once using it as a makeshift club to bludgeon a bandit on the road.

Yong, ironically, had most of his things intact. Although that probably wasn’t a testament to how well Yong managed his stuff and more how much Varian kept Yong’s belongings safe for him. Far too often, Varian would be launching forward from his place around the campfire to sweep Yong’s backpack of explosives away from the flames. In fact, Hugo was confident that all of the bags hitched to Prometheus belonged to the pyromaniac. That isn’t to say that Yong made it through their adventures scott-free. When the bounty hunters hired by Yong’s parents caught up to them, Yong had gone a bit off the deep end, tying all of his available fireworks together and nearly blowing the men’s’ heads off. Standing behind an explosion like that turned nearly off of Yong into a pile of ash. He was covered in burns and his eardrums didn’t stop ringing for several hours after. And yet at the end of it all, Varian had pulled the teenager aside with a fresh set of clothes and a pair of flame retardant gloves for Yong to wear.

And speaking of Varian. Easily the clumsiest of the group, Varian was coated head to toe in grime. Even as he fussed over the safety of his friends, or maybe because he worried over them, Varian would fall into the most trouble. Be it from Hugo purposely antagonizing some stranger on the road, Nuru not looking away from the stars long enough to see the sudden dip of the hill she was walking towards, or Yong tampering with one of Hugo’s stink bombs to make them spark, Varian did his best to take the blow. It was annoying. Hugo definitely deserved to be the one with a bucket of muddy water thrown at his face, and it would have been really funny to watch Nuru trip and tumble over the slope, and god did Hugo wish he saw Yong receive his comeuppance when a stray bomb tumbled from his mischievous grip, but Varian had already thrown himself over Yong and stank to high heaven for three days.

While the guy had objectively gotten worse in terms of appearances, Hugo couldn’t seem to choke down the butterflies that emerged when Varian’s dirt covered face appeared and twisted into a grin from the doorway. A pair of cooking mitts the only non-road trodden thing about him now.

“Dinner’s ready!” He cheered, spinning back out and toward the stairs. Hugo spared himself one last look, sighed, and followed after.

Omg literally and like Calliope would say something about space that was clearly incorrect and it would make Nuru want to rip her hair out

Team radical goes to the spire and meets Calliope and it's just a contest to see who can out "uhm actually" the other

Me personally, I only really consider the version of Vat7k I made in my head using both mine and a ton of other people's headcanons and ideas. Planning on writing it someday soon

I personally think Disney can suck it, it’s canon to me <3333

I have no thoughts other than library depression now. I don't even know how a library can be depressed, but it is.


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Low-key feel like Var and Hugo should be swapped in this one

do you and Varian have Starbucks/coffee orders?

I honestly dont really like Starbucks, since i drink my coffee black and bitter (like the Gods intended) and their roasts really suck and cost a bajjillion friggen dollars, @goggles-varian on the other hand? Oh boy.

His coffee order is a monstrosity of sugar. It's some wired mocha cookie crumble latte chino frappé with a billion other things that I apparently always order wrong (even though its not my fault hes practically inventing a new element with that shit) that I just call "diabetes in a cup" and the one time he gave me a sip, I recoiled and it took me hours to get the taste outta my mouth.

I prefer my coffee to be made at home (and when we do that, Hairstipe just mades creamer and sugar with a side of coffee) so yeah.

Blonde bitch out! ✨️🏳️‍🌈💅

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Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

I don't think tangled is ever getting any continuation. Like ever. The series didn't make much money in the long run, so the most this fandom will get is a crappy live action and maybe a crappier Gothel movie. Like tangled two is incredibly pointless because we have the show, which is just a sequel but better cause it's a show. Also, I'd vibe with a Cass spinoff the most cause it's something I think about the least (no hate to Cass, I adore her) but low-key ship her with lady Caine so they at least need to interact

Sorry for the long ramble damn

Suppose Tangled did have a sequel in the future. In that case, they'll probably de-canonise Tangled the series/Rapunzel's tangled adventure like replacing Varian with a female or an elderly alchemist, or that one book called "What Once was Mine: A Twisted Tale" where Cassandra was replaced with a thief named Gina. Or the book titled "Mother Knows Best: A Tale of the Old Witch" based on Mother Gohtel. Where it doesn't reference Gothel being part of the Zhan Tiri followers, or the new book coming next year called Rootbound: A Tangled Novel, where it wouldn't base its novel on the series. But maybe because the author wanted to do their own take on the movie, and not bases off a show. Varian and the seven kingdoms (Cancelled idea for a spinoff of the series) are already scrapped and would probably be the project that Disney's portfolio of scrapped and abandoned projects. And the spinoff for Tangled the series will probably be Eugene and Lance, or Cassandra.


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I think I'm too far gone in this fandom. If you asked me who my favourite character was back when I only knew about the movie, I'd probably say Rapunzel or Pascal. Now if you ask me the same question I'll say the eternal library.


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