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pansy-picnics · 2 years
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a few more prompts i missed, mostly just doodles bc thats all i have the energy for LMFAO
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day 3: fever
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day 4: flirt
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day 5: fight/forgive
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Announcing 🎉 Effing Varigo Week 2022🎉
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*taps mic* Wassup Varigo nation! Batz here. It’s been quite the minute since we’ve had a ship week around here, so…announcing Effing Varigo Week 2022, a week celebrating Varigo with prompts that start with F! 🎉
You can use these 7 daily prompts to write, draw, paint, sculpt, cosplay, etc. The sky’s the limit! As with any ship week, there’s zero pressure to participate, but you’re welcome to join in however you feel comfortable! Please follow the schedule and post the corresponding prompt of the day by using the hashtag #effingvarigoweek here on tumblr and/or as a tag on AO3. If you choose to participate, please tag me @aziraphalesbookkeeper​ because I’d absolutely love to see what you come up with! (And if you’re late posting, that’s okay too! Life can get busy, and you can still participate with the prompts even if you miss a day or two.)
Remember, no matter how you chose to engage, please be kind and supportive of each other. At the end of the day, this is about creating a fun atmosphere for the fandom! 💚💙
Feel free to message me here at @aziraphalesbookkeeper​ or on discord @birdrat (batz) if you have any questions. I look forward to seeing what everybody can do this summer! Let’s end pride month with a bang by celebrating our favorite science nerds!
Dates: June 24th-30th 2022
Prompts:
Day 1. Family
Day 2. Firework
Day 3. Fever
Day 4. Flirt
Day 5. Fight/Forgive
Day 6. Future
Day 7. Free Day
(A special thanks to @littlemisslol-fic​ and @lemonele​ for the awesome graphic!)
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lemonele · 2 years
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Varigo Week: Flirt! 
hand kisses are adorable and sweet and flirty and my favorite things ever 
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babieshowclown · 2 years
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DAY 3 OF @aziraphalesbookkeeper VARIGO WEEK
Mf doesn’t actually have a fever
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This one took me a lot longer than i expected, but here's effingvarigoweek day 6: future/modern au. I like to think that Hugo would be really good at rollerkating and he goes on dates with Varian teaching him how.
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vyacinths · 2 years
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“I love you,” he says. His eyes are so blue, endless and deep. An ocean Hugo would gladly get lost in. The fireworks continue behind them, bathing the world in a million colours.
“And I love you on purpose,” Hugo replies.
The Silent Opera by @littlemisslol-fic ended and I was in tears 💗💗💗 had to draw that gorgeous final scene which thankfully also lines up with the theme for day two of varigo week (organized by @aziraphalesbookkeeper ) : fireworks 🎆 ✨
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tuna-moon-draws · 2 years
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Varigo week 2
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Day 2 of effingvarigoweek!!!
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notapeacefulduck · 2 years
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Day four -flirt
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ren1327 · 2 years
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EffingVarigoWeek Day 5: Fight/Forgive
"Fight For You"
Rated T
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“That was totally uncalled for Hugo!” Varian hissed as they walked through the gate.
Hugo huffed and rolled his eyes, stalking ahead as Varian followed him.
“Hugo!” Varian got in front of him. “Stop!”
Hugo was breathing hard, face red.
“You didn’t have to threaten him.” Varian said.
“He was making fun of you.”
“Hugo, I can take it—”
“I can’t!” Hugo yelled. “You want me to sit back while the man I love is being disrespected in front of me?!”
Varian took a deep breath, then stood up straight.
“Yes.”
*
“It’s been four days.” Rapunzel whispered to Lance.
“I know. Hugo’s been bunking with me. You know he cant sleep unless he’s hugging something warm?” He asked.
Rapunzel blinked up at him in shock, then turned away.
“At least their work is getting done.” She said.
“Because they have to spite work.” Eugene sighed. “For every job Varian does, Hugo has to do two more and for every machine Hugo builds, Varian has to add extra features.”
They watched Varian and Hugo pass each other, not even looking at the other, noses in the air and with noticeable eye bags.
“This isn’t healthy.” Eugene admitted.
“All because Hugo told Monty to shut up.” Rapunzel sighed.
“What?!” Both men yelled.
“Did Varian not tell you?” She asked.
“No! Spill, Sunshine!” Eugene said, Lance leaning in close.
“Okay, well…apparently Monty was in a terrible mood and Varian messed up a bit on a cleaning solution that ate through his favorite baking sheets and then Monty yelled and said he was useless as always, which was a very mean thing to say and he did apologize in his own way later, but Hugo said, and I quote “Shut up, you little gumdrop grandpa” and Varian got mad, and they had a fight and left early.”
Lance was snickering.
“So Hugo got mad for Varian?” Eugene asked.
“And Varian was angry because he thought Hugo over reacted.” Rapunzel said.
“But…hm…” Eugene said. “Okay, I have an idea.”
*
“Right in here.” Eugene said, leading Varian into a new suite that had just been made up.
“And you want me to evaluate the space for a new fireplace? It’s too far inside the castle, it would be easier to pipe the area—”
“Sorry, Kid!” Eugene said and pushed him in, shutting the door and locking it from the outside.
“Wha?” Varian turned and noticed he had stolen his tool belt and chemicals. “Did you just rob me?!”
“Yeah, they did.”
Varian whirled to see Hugo reclined on the only piece of furniture in the room, a bed.
“What is this?” Varian asked.
Hugo swung his legs up to stand quickly.
“Hell if I know! Lance just shoved me in!” Hugo yelled.
“Can you stop yelling?” Varian asked. “What is with you?”
Hugo glared at him. “I get it now. They want us to talk it out.”
“The Monty thing?” Varian scoffed. “Okay. You over reacted.”
“Of course I did!”
“Could you not?” Varian asked. “I need to…”
“No.” Hugo shook his head and looked away. “Varian, please. Tell me this isn’t about the take over with Andrew actual YEARS ago!”
Varian was silent.
“And that’s why you let them talk to you like that?” Hugo asked and turned to Varian. “Baby, no…”
He held out a hand and Varian stared at it, biting his bottom lip before taking it. Hugo pulled him into a hug.
“You need to stop beating yourself up over the past. You’ve done so much for this kingdom.” Hugo said. “Besides, does that mean I should let people bully me?”
“What? Why—”
“I lied to you. Almost took your mother from you.” He said.
“…But…”
“But nothing. If someone says mean shit to you…I’ll be better and just tell them to stop instead of blowing up. I…I did overreact.” He said and pressed his forehead to Varian’s.
“You look exhausted.” Varian whispered.
“Haven’t been sleeping well.”
“There’s a bed.” Varian said.
Hugo chuckled and they undressed to their pants and undershirts, climbing in bed, goggles and glasses secure in pockets on their vest and over shirt they hung on the bed frame.
Hugo sighed in bliss as he hugged Varian close, his boyfriend relaxing in his arms. They stared at each other before Varian pulled Hugo into a soft kiss.
“I’m sorry.” He said.
“No me.” Hugo whispered, taking his hand and entwining their fingers. “I’ll work on my temper.”
“I wont let people walk all over me.” Varian promised.
Hugo nuzzled his nose to Varian’s.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you too.” Varian said.
*
“Do you think it worked?” Rapunzel asked hours later as Eugene cracked the door open.
“Sunshine. Look.” He said with a smile.
Rapunzel looked in to see Varian and Hugo wrapped in each other’s arms, sleeping peacefully under a sheet.
“Aw…” She cooed. “Let’s just leave the door unlocked.”
“Good.” Eugene said. “As much as it pains me, they work best together.”
Rapunzel took his hand and kissed the back of it. “Like us!”
He smiled at her, then quietly shut the door.
“Like us.”
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ackerslut · 2 years
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Eugene and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Scavenger Hunt
Prompt: Family II ao3
Eugene is having a perfectly pleasant morning when Varian’s pointy nosed boyfriend bursts into the kitchen like his ass is on fire.
It isn't- Eugene checks twice because there HAD been an unfortunate incident concerning Hugo and some fireworks that haunt Corona to this day and then he has to mentally slap himself for inadvertently checking out Hugo’s flat ass. 
“EUGENE!” Hugo shouts and that's when Eugene knows that it's going to be a Day.  Pointy never calls him Eugene, it's always Fitzherbert or class traitor. 
“Hugo,” Eugene says back, calmly stirring his carrot soup. 
(He thinks it's carrot soup. No telling what the palace cook puts in their meals these days. But it's orange and tastes salty so. Carrots.) 
“You're looking unusually…” he squints. “Athletic.” 
Hugo is red to the face and out of breath. His wide eyes narrow. “Varian’s gone,” he yells into the mostly empty kitchen. 
Fladkis and Victor, both part of the morning kitchen staff, don't even blink in their direction. Eugene supposed that after the past five years shenanigans, it would take something a bit more serious than one of the palace alchemist misplacing his boyfriend to faze them. 
“Have you checked-”
Yes.” 
Eugene shoves another spoonful of soup into his mouth. “You don't even know what I was going to say.” 
“I've checked everywhere.” Hugo’s right eye is twitching disturbingly. “He’s been kidnapped.”
How the turntables, Eugene thinks with no little amusement. As a former kidnapper himself, there were very few people who could manage to get the drop on Varian. In fact, the only person Eugene can recall who has is Cassandra. Who barely counts because she was hopped up on rock juice and evil ghost wizards. Wizard ghosts. Creepy girl children. 
Whatever.
“That,” Eugene says, “is very unlikely.”
“I know. That's why I'm worried.” Hugo glares at him. “Are you gonna help me or not?” he demands which is how Eugene ends up spending his morning traipsing through the forest in the sweltering summer heat. 
“Really, Rapunzel is the better candidate for this,” Eugene says- even though he’s relatively renowned when it comes to finding lost things. Ha. 
“You wanna tell Queen Rapunzel that her baby brother got kidnapped by bandits the day before his birthday?” Hugo deadpans. He pushes a branch out of the way and almost smacks Eugene in the face when he lets go of it. “I like my eardrums intact, thank you.” 
He reluctantly has to admit that Hugo has a point. Although Rapunzel is more prone to silent anger than shout-y anger. 
But Hugo’s neck is burning pink and he’s studiously avoiding Eugene’s eyes, which immediately makes him…suspicious. 
“There-” Hugo points to a note painted in…blood? blood on the Snuggly Ducklings street sign. 
HELP!!! -varian.
And just over the “i” in “varian” there's a squiggly heart. Eugene is going to strangle this kid. 
“He's fucking with you.”
“That's what I thought, but look!” Hugo points at the ground. Two pairs of tracks that abruptly turns into one and a following indent in the ground that could be a body being dragged. Maybe. 
Eugene looks at the stupid note. Walks toward and runs his finger over the drying red. It's raspberry juice. 
“DON'T LICK IT!” Hugo screeches, loud enough to be heard in Koto. 
“It's berry juice.” 
Hugo visibly deflates. “Oh,” he says and looks so relieved that Eugene flushes in embarrassment. Pointy will not make him feel feelings today goddammit. 
“When did you see him last?” Eugene asks instead. 
“This morning. At dawn.” Pointy is flustered all of the sudden and you know what? Eugene doesn't want to know.  “Did he say anything…?”
If anything, Hugo looks more embarrassed. “Uhm.”
“About where he was going or what he was gonna do today?”
“Scavenger hunt,” Hugo says through his teeth and then turns darker red. 
Honestly if this kid turns another pigment in the next five minutes he's gonna die of…something. Nothing pretty and then Eugene’s gonna have to explain to Varian that his boyfriend died via blushed too hard. 
“Scavenger hunt,” Eugene feels like he's missing something. “What kind of-” 
“It's a thing we do for…his birthday and stuff. He leaves a bunch of clues and I solve them.” 
That sounds incredibly boring, but also something Varian would be into. The solving part, not the leaving shit around for Hugo to find. “Why are you getting the fun part when it's his birthday?” 
Hugo scowls. “None of your business. Look, can you just help me find him, please?” 
Finding him seems to be more troublesome than Eugene had been bargaining for. Turns out their little “scavenger quest” was more in the vein of “hide and seek: the bandit edition which rapidly turns into “hide and seek: CULT edition” when they finally stumble upon the lair Varian is—presumably—being held in. 
“We don’t know that it’s a cult,” Pointy whispers, face smushed against Eugene’s arm where he’s trying to lean in. The cave entrance doesn’t allow for a lot of room and Eugene is the Superior Adult Here, so he gets to see what’s happening first.
“They’re wearing robes.”
“Doesn’t mean they’re a cult!”
They turn the corner and find themselves in a massive room with a stone alter in the center bracketed by torches. There’s five people in white robes holding hands and chanting. Eugene gives Hugo a flat expression.
“Aw fuck.”
Varian is tied down to the stone alter, shrieking so loudly it's a wonder they didn't hear him from miles away. Eugene decides to be amused rather than furious that cultists choose him of all people to be part of their ritual sacrifice. 
“Nice robe,” he tells Varian, and is confused when Hugo lets out an embarrassed squeak. “They give those out for free?”
“We do not,” says Cultist #3, hands on her hips, instead of, like, attacking him and Hugo when they entered the room. 
And then Eugene realizes that Varian is NAKED underneath the nice satin robe and that he now had to kill everyone in this room. 
“YOU MADE HIM GET NAKED FOR YOUR RITUAL?!” he shrieks. Hugo begins rapidly shaking his head and making cut off motions across his neck, but no one pays him any mind. 
One of the cultists squints at him. “Uh, he was like this when we found him.” 
Varian abruptly stops struggling. “Oh SHIT,” he says- the first phrase that isn't I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU I COULD DO IT I ONCE BLEW UP CORONA WITH A MURDER MACHINE out of Varian’s mouth since they found him. “Eugene stop thinking,” he orders, eyes big as dinner saucers but it's too late. 
“HUGO WAS YOUR SCAVENGER HUNT A SEX THING.”
Cultist #2 and #3 exchange a glance. 
“NO!” Hugo screeches back at approximately the same volume. Varian thunks his head back against the stupid stone alter like he’s trying to knock himself into a different dimension via brain damage. 
Cultist #1—and Eugene has him labeled as #1 because he’s the one with the sword (not because he’s tall, dark and intimidatingly handsome, that would be ridiculous)—scowls. 
“He’s supposed to be a virgin, idiots!” he yells at Cultists #2 and #3 respectively, who in turn look sheepish. 
“It’s weird to ask people that!” 
“Now we have to start from scratch!” 
“Nobody’s starting from scratch!” Eugene can feel a stress headache coming on top of the stress headache that was already aggravating his Hugo-induced migraine. Why is Eugene’s family like this. 
He draws his sword. “I’ll take care of the ho—uh, the tall one,” he tells Hugo, “you take care of the others.” 
Predictably, Hugo’s definition of “taking care of the others” is to throw his beanstalk body straight at them. This is the guy that Varian wants. 
“Oh my gods, that was hot,” Varian says, eyes wide as Hugo squawks and kicks Cultist #4 in the face from where he’s slumped against the wall, upside-down. Eugene is going to have to invest in a healer to melt his brain when this is all over. 
He quickly disarms his opponent and knocks him out. Once they see that their leader is out of commission, the other cultists surrender hilariously quickly. 
“Honestly, the sex thing kinda bummed me out for the whole thing anyway,” Cultist #5 said, holding his hands out obediently for Eugene to bind. “Like there’s just some shit you don’t wanna know.”
Eugene grits his teeth. “Can we stop talking about this?” he snaps, over Hugo saying, “you weren’t supposed to get kidnapped for real! I can’t have celebratory sex over rescuing you when I’m having heart palpitations, Goggles.” 
“Consider this, Hugo. I’m tied down to a ritualistic alter.”
Eugene wants to die. He lifts the hot, unconscious cultist up and over his shoulder and motions for the other one’s to follow. They don’t even protest, wanting to get as far away from whatever the fuck those two having going on. 
“I’m taking them back to the castle,” he says, over his shoulder. Varian is giving what Eugene assumes is his version of…bedroom eyes?! Oh GOD. And Hugo is biting his lip and—
You know what, Eugene has had enough family bonding for the day. 
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pansy-picnics · 2 years
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varigo week day 1: family!
i started this like as soon as i saw the prompts list bc i knew i HAD to draw all of them. i think they’d have sleepovers/little spa days together often...rapunzel is drawing them too <3 i did not make anything else of this quality so sorry abt that um
this found family makes me so immensely soft....💕
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2 weeks until Effing Varigo Week! How we feelin’?
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lemonele · 2 years
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Varigo: Fireworks! 
all i could think of was fall out boy’s lyric “you and i were fireworks that went off too soon” so i drew @aziraphalesbookkeeper ‘s band au boys because this fic sustained my life force for MONTHS
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babieshowclown · 2 years
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This is so stupid
ANYWAYS DAY 5 OF VARIGO WEEK
fight/forgive kinda
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I was gonna color but I lost motivation 😍 anyway here effingvarigoweek day four: flirt
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