^^^^^ Precisely. Also Whoa, I Can’t Believe You’re On Good Terms With Hugo.

These are all really good points! My issue isn’t really with this scene in general, but more the fact that it’s a symptom of an underlying problem with the show when it comes to its treatment of Eugene.

We get Painter’s Block, an episode where Rapunzel tries to overcome her mental paralysis after Queen for a Day. We get endless scenes in season 3 of Eugene consoling her over her fears, Eugene encouraging her when she falters, Eugene surrendering his desire to fight Cass in exchange for Rapunzel’s desire to keep reaching out to her.

Not once do we get a Eugene-centric episode that isn’t about Rapunzel in some way. Not once do we see her helping him when it isn’t related to some lesson she has to learn/unlearn. Not once do we see her— or anybody, for that matter— call out the fact that he’s using humor or passive-aggression to mask his feelings.

And before anyone points out that Rapunzel’s the main character, we got an entire episode of her helping Attila and an entire episode of her trying to make friends with some guy who doesn’t like her. Yes, both of those episodes did turn out to be about Rapunzel in some way— like how it attempted to show that she would stick up for a criminal, and how it showed her people-pleasing tendencies after Gothel— but they still primarily featured those characters, and we still learned about them. We never really got that setup and payoff with Eugene.

So I look at this scene, and on its own, I wouldn’t have a problem with it. But I know that, in regards to the entire show, the tough choices Eugene has had to make are never really addressed. His character isn’t explored to its fullest potential— in fact, if you hadn’t seen the movie, it would be easy to forget he isn’t just some freeloader who’s devoted to Rapunzel, the way Cass believes.

Rapunzel tells him “we can chat about difficult choices,” but my problem is the fact that, no matter how valid her feelings are, they only ever talk about hers.

rapunzel. rapunzel, i feel you. i understand that you’re lashing out because of demon magic and stress.

however.

you are talking to the man who chose to die for you.

i think he understands what a tough choice is.

“actually, despite all their actions that prove who they are, Lying Liar McFalsehoods said this to Gullible von Naïveté, and Gullible von Naïveté believed them, so your take is bad” is a statement i read way too often on here.

*tired sigh* no, mabel did not create dippy fresh as a mean-spirited replacement of her brother, evidenced by the fact that 1) the prison bubble was messing with her mind and 2) she wanted the real dipper to stay there with her.

no, stan would not have actually forced mabel to marry gideon.

no, dipper was not being controlling of mabel’s life when he felt lonely because she was having sleepovers with her friends.

no, ford did not scramble fiddleford’s cube because he loved to worsen fidds’ anxiety. no, it is not a metaphor for him single-handedly ruining fiddleford’s life, and no, him joking about making an unsolvable one is not a metaphor for him wanting to tear fiddleford’s very brain apart with a pair of pliers and a lot of maniacal laughter.

you guys really need to let these characters be flawed and do bad things. (and in ford’s case, just… stop. have you never pranked someone before? is everybody on this site a patron saint?)

“Some years ago, I was stuck on a crosstown bus in New York City during rush hour. Traffic was barely moving. The bus was filled with cold, tired people who were deeply irritated—with one another; with the rainy, sleety weather; with the world itself. Two men barked at each other about a shove that might or might not have been intentional. A pregnant woman got on, and nobody offered her a seat. Rage was in the air; no mercy would be found here.

But as the bus approached Seventh Avenue, the driver got on the intercom. “Folks,” he said, “I know you’ve had a rough day and you’re frustrated. I can’t do anything about the weather or traffic, but here’s what I can do. As each one of you gets off the bus, I will reach out my hand to you. As you walk by, drop your troubles into the palm of my hand, okay? Don’t take your problems home to your families tonight—just leave ‘em with me. My route goes right by the Hudson River, and when I drive by there later, I’ll open the window and throw your troubles in the water. Sound good?”

It was as if a spell had lifted. Everyone burst out laughing. Faces gleamed with surprised delight. People who’d been pretending for the past hour not to notice each other’s existence were suddenly grinning at each other like, is this guy serious?

Oh, he was serious.

At the next stop—just as promised—the driver reached out his hand, palm up, and waited. One by one, all the exiting commuters placed their hand just above his and mimed the gesture of dropping something into his palm. Some people laughed as they did this, some teared up—but everyone did it. The driver repeated the same lovely ritual at the next stop, too. And the next. All the way to the river.

We live in a hard world, my friends. Sometimes it’s extra difficult to be a human being. Sometimes you have a bad day. Sometimes you have a bad day that lasts for several years. You struggle and fail. You lose jobs, money, friends, faith, and love. You witness horrible events unfolding in the news, and you become fearful and withdrawn. There are times when everything seems cloaked in darkness. You long for the light but don’t know where to find it.

But what if you are the light? What if you’re the very agent of illumination that a dark situation begs for?

That’s what this bus driver taught me—that anyone can be the light, at any moment. This guy wasn’t some big power player. He wasn’t a spiritual leader. He wasn’t some media-savvy “influencer.” He was a bus driver—one of society’s most invisible workers. But he possessed real power, and he used it beautifully for our benefit.

When life feels especially grim, or when I feel particularly powerless in the face of the world’s troubles, I think of this man and ask myself, What can I do, right now, to be the light? Of course, I can’t personally end all wars, or solve global warming, or transform vexing people into entirely different creatures. I definitely can’t control traffic. But I do have some influence on everyone I brush up against, even if we never speak or learn each other’s name. How we behave matters because within human society everything is contagious—sadness and anger, yes, but also patience and generosity. Which means we all have more influence than we realize.

No matter who you are, or where you are, or how mundane or tough your situation may seem, I believe you can illuminate your world. In fact, I believe this is the only way the world will ever be illuminated—one bright act of grace at a time, all the way to the river.“

–Elizabeth Gilbert

Your honour, I admit that I do have a superiority complex over not watching Disney "live action" remakes, but in my defense, I am right

What are some of your favorite Hugo headcanons because I love seeing what people think of him

AH IT’S HAPPENING

-i love robotic arm hugo. i think it’s an absolutely fantastic concept. however, if that were the case, he’d either have to have lost his arm or been born without it. either way, i imagine donella had to do surgery both on his shoulder and his brain to attach it, which gives him phantom pains. varian’s noticed that hugo tends to use his human arm for things, but he didn’t put it together until he grabbed hugo’s metal wrist a bit too hard and saw him wince.

-he’s insecure about his singing voice and usually sings out of key to tick people off, but when he actually tries to sing— be it to calm someone down, or serenade varian— it sounds incredible.

-he has worn a dress to smuggle stolen objects in, multiple times. that made him begin to feel introspective before he Noped himself right out of that spiral. (i think he’s genderfluid/genderqueer, but he’s usually okay with being called he/him when he knows it’s someone who would adjust the term if asked.)

-he does Not like bugs. bugs of any kind. even butterflies are pushing it.

-the absolute biggest sap, but all on the inside. varian loves in feelings and gestures, and he does great with words of affirmation, but hugo’s mind is like a poetry mill that never stops. if anyone was able to tell what yearning, dramatic thoughts he was thinking, they would never let him hear the end of it.

-he had a celebrity crush on the alchemist of old corona. and eight different conspiracy theories. this is a pretty common hc but i love it.

-attracted to varian’s “villain voice”. nuru judges him so hard for that.

-a huge love language of his is physical touch, but he’s trained himself out of it. fast forward a few years after the events of vat7k, and you will see hugo glomping onto his chosen people.

-horrible at art. he can draw blueprints and schematics, but he cannot draw people. he’s only managed to draw his robot mouse by thinking of her as various mechanical parts. he tried to draw himself once at eight and once at nineteen and both drawings look the same.

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that’s what i’ve been screaming

Like me personally I think we should allow Nuru to be fragile every once in a while because she’s literally just a girl. Not in the barely-disguised-misogyny way but in the was that she’s LITERALLY just a girl, she’s like sixteen, she’s a child, and she already spent her entire life cosplaying Atlas and having to be strong for her people, allowing her her emotions is not a terrible awful crime and it does not make her any less capable. If Varian and Hugo can be allowed their emotional complexities and hundreds of thousands of breakdowns and still be capable and ass-kicking then guess what, so does Nuru

If I was desperate for kudos I would not be out here posting villain ships, minor character rarepairs, and other deeply unpopular ships.

I know how to write popular fic. I know how to farm kudos. That's not what I'm here for.

"Readers need to remember that authors don't know a reader liked their fic unless the reader tells them by leaving a kudos or a comment" does not mean "waahhh waahhh I need attention!"

It means "even if writers write purely for themselves, if you don't bother to interact with writers when you do enjoy their work, they might stop posting and just keep their work to themselves."

"If you enjoy a work you should kudos or comment" is not aimed at the people who aren't reading the fanfiction in question.

"If you enjoy a work you should kudos or comment" is not aimed at the people who did not enjoy the fanfiction in question.

"If you enjoy a work you should kudos or comment" is aimed at people who read a fanfiction, enjoyed it, and then didn't bother to even do the bare minimum to share their excitement about it with the work's creator, even though that excitement is literally the only thing they get in return for posting their work.

Fanfiction authors write because they enjoy writing. They post because they want to form a connection with the people who enjoyed their work.

This is not an attempt to scold anyone, I literally don't care if I get kudos or not. It's simply an attempt to remind people that fanfiction is a community, and fan authors can't read your mind.

Honestly as a blind person I’m so tired of seeing fictional blind characters who don’t use white canes or other guides. “They have special powers so they know what’s around them” or “they’re confident enough to not need a guide” are common tropes, and I’m tired.

Are people scared that using a white cane will make their blind character seem weak? They can’t use a cane because they’re so special that they already know what’s around them, and other blind people who use guides are inferior because they’re not special?

I’m tired. Give your blind characters white canes and other guides. Let them hold onto their friends, let them have guide dogs. Don’t make white cane users feel ostracized for not being “strong enough” to go without.

Another thing that pisses me off is when a sighted character comes up with the fantasy equivalent of braille and teaches it to the blind character. Braille was invented by Louis Braille, a blind man, in 1824. The blind character should be the one coming up with it.

Tldr I’m blind and tired of sighted people lol

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