Tales From Corona

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How to write a kiss

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Rebloggable version, as requested by davrosbro. :)

Oooh!  Yes!  I love kisses.  Kisses are where it all starts ;).

Okay, first, remember that a kiss is much, much more than just lips.  It is lips, but also tongues, teeth, eyes, faces, hands, noses, bodies, heartbeats,  breath, voice- and most importantly, a kiss is emotions.  A kiss without emotion is just wet mushy lips stuck together.  Ew.  Gross.  The most important part of a kiss isn’t the how, but the who- because of the emotions between the two people.

Okay so:

lips- Lips can slide, glide over each other smoothly, or they can be chapped and rough and dry and get stuck on each other.  They can match, top-to-top and bottom-to-bottom, or they can overlap, with one person’s top or bottom lip captured between the other person’s lips (yummy).  If there is lipstick or chapstick there is lipstick or chapstick flavor, otherwise, lips don’t have a taste (can you taste yours?).  Lips also can smack- the sound of two of them coming together or pulling apart, because they’re wet and warm and soft.

tongue- Tongues are always wet, and always warm.  They’re very versatile.  They can trace over lips, teeth, or another tongue.  They can be smooth and graceful or teasing and flicking.  When tongues are involved, there is drool.  It’s only sexy when you like the person you’re kissing, or else it’s kinda gross. :P

teeth- teeth can clack together awkwardly, or teeth can bite down sensually.  A person biting their own lip is cute, a person biting another’s lips is sexy.  A person biting gently is sensual, a person biting roughly is sexual.

eyes- Eyes can be wide open with surprise, half-lidded with desire, fully closed with pleasure.  Eyes can gaze lovingly, lustfully, wistfully, hungrily, seductively- it all depends upon the emotions of your characters.  Have them do whatever you like, but don’t leave them out- give them at least a mention!

faces- Faces are what the lips are attached to.  Noses bump, cheeks flush, ears turn red, foreheads either wrinkle or relax.  Kisses can leave lips, quite easily, and become kisses on chins, cheeks, noses, foreheads, ears, necks, throats.  Kisses on noses or foreheads are cute and adorable, kisses on cheeks are sweet, kisses on chins, ears, and throats are very sexual.  And a kiss on the lips can be all of those! <3

hands- Hands are super-important.  In order to describe a kiss, usually you want to also describe the hands.  Where are they?  Does one character have their hand behind the other’s head or back, holding them close?  Are they on someone’s shoulders pulling them near, or pushing them away?  Fingers brushing someone’s cheek or palms grabbing someone’s ass convey two very different kinds of situations, even if the kiss itself is exactly the same.

noses- Noses are annoying.  They easily get in the way, especially for first kisses!  People have to tilt their head to one side or the other, and if they don’t, noses bump.  I’d only mention noses if a kiss is supposed to be awkward or uncertain or nervous.

bodies- bodies are either close together, or far away.  Someone can be surrounded comfortingly by someone’s arms, or terrifyingly trapped by them.  Bodies are warm or hot, they are calm or nervous, relaxed or tense.  Body language says a lot.  Is your character pulling away, or moving closer?

heartbeat- Hearts can beat fast or slow, and that’s about all they can do- but there are lots of reasons why they do!  A heart can beat fast with fear or excitement or nervousness; a heart can pound with lust or race with terror or sing with joy.  Hearts can glow, cower, or shatter.  When you really want to drive the emotions of a character home, mention the heart.

breath- To me, the most consuming part of a kiss is the breath.  The air that someone else has just breathed going deep into your lungs is very intimate.  Lips and tongues don’t have a taste, but breath does.  Each person’s breath tastes different, smells different, and surrounds a person differently than anyone else’s breath.  Breath can be warm and sweet, breath can be hot and sexy, breath can be hot and frightening.  It is something that is very present and should not be left out.  A lot of writers leave breath out.  And it’s so important; it’s the most intimate part of a kiss.  Someone else is breathing into your lungs, and it’s either heaven or it’s hell.

voice- Voice conveys much, even without words.  A voice can groan, whimper, gasp, moan, catch, whine, scream, sigh.  Voice can convey emotion powerfully, and while some kisses are silent, usually they’re not.

emotion-  Emotion is the most important- and the thing you try not to say.  You want to describe it, through all of the things above, so that it’s perfectly clear what your characters are feeling, without you ever using the “feelings words”.  If they’re in love, their bodies will lean close, their eyes will smile, their voices will giggle softly.  If they’re nervous, their palms will sweat, their noses will bump, their voices will shudder.  If they’re afraid, their muscles will be tense, their faces will grimace, their lips will not open.  Emotion is the color that you keep inside your mind as you write; it’s the base line that drives the description behind everything else you say.

Wow, that was a lot!  Gosh I hope it wasn’t too much!  Keep in mind not every kiss has all these things- this is just a list of things to consider when writing a kiss, and based on how long of a kiss you want to make.  Keep in mind that typing “they kissed for a long time”…that’s six words, it takes half a second to read, so that’s a short kiss!  If you want a long kiss, you need long sentences that make the reader linger.

So maybe to start off, pick three things on the list to describe in your first kiss.  Don’t try to do it all- that would be too much for even the most epic kiss.  Just pick what’s most important to this particular scene, to these particular characters, and describe those parts along with the lips, and you’ve got yourself an awesome, emotional kiss. <3

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I committed the mistake of not rebloging this when it was first in my dash and I have found it again!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Tangled (2010), Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure (Cartoon) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider/Rapunzel, Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider & Rapunzel Characters: Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider, Rapunzel (Disney) Additional Tags: Sexy Times, New Dream (Disney: Tangled), Sex Talk, Before the Series, One Shot Collection, Painting, Eugene learns how to paint in chapter 2, a series of ficlets, Inspired by What You Don’t Know, Rapunzel and Eugene explore the world together, They take turns teaching each other new things, New Dream, Pillow Talk, lots of fluff, Romantic Fluff, Pascal wants to be painted like a French girl Summary:

Rapunzel still has a lot to learn about the world outside of her tower, and lucky for her, her roguish, ex-thief of a boyfriend, Eugene Fitzherbert is all but willing to help her make these new discoveries. And lucky for Rapunzel, there are things that Eugene doesn’t know how to do either and she takes it upon herself to teach him. “Do You Know?” is a series of connective one-shots in which Rapunzel and Eugene will explore and learn new things about the world, themselves, and each other.

Hi everyone! I have chapter two up for my one-shot series! Thank you to everyone who read and enjoyed the first chapter and wanted more!

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So it’s been awhile since I have been this pleased with a drawing of mine, and I just really loved how this one turned out. But I could not decide between the original or the filtered version, so I’m giving you both! And when I shared these with the fitzfam, my friend @icarusmoons inspired this short drabble that I thought I would also share. I hope you like all of this content, it’s kinda special to me.

Keep reading

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Rating: Mature Summary:

Rapunzel and Eugene take the day off and spend the day in the forest, enjoying some beautiful weather and quality alone time.

Inspired by a prompt by @eugenes-shmeat on the fitzfam discord server! Thanks girl :)) 

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"Your defect is a propensity to hate everybody."

"And yours," he replied with a smile, "is willfully to misunderstand them.”

-Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy

I know it isn’t a conventional fairytale swap but just imagine, Rapunzel and Mr. Fitzherbert 😍 swoon

New dream appreciation week day 3: fairytale swap

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Tangled (2010), Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure (Cartoon) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider/Rapunzel, Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider & Rapunzel Characters: Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider, Rapunzel (Disney) Additional Tags: Sexy Times, One Shot, New Dream (Disney: Tangled), Sex Talk, Before the Series Summary:

Although she hasn’t been out of the tower long, Rapunzel’s relationship with Eugene is definitely heating up in the spare moments they can find time to be together. Eugene realizes Gothel filled Rapunzel’s head with a lot of misinformation about men and sex, and must take it upon himself to explain what sex really is.

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I realized I never posted this piece I did a few weeks ago and what better day than today! Happy Dark Prince Eugene day everyone 💙

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Well I finally made an ao3 account! Please check it out! All of my oneshots are here so far 😊

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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We stan our very pregnant sunshine queen and her over dramatic dork husband

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Hey @duckydrawsart I finished our collab! This was sooo much fun thanks for letting me finish the Fitzfamily 🥺

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Soft Eugene with BONUS BLUSHY-GENE because he saw his Blondie 🥺

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Wedding Jitters

Here’s a short one shot au about Eugene getting wedding jitters and his mom comes to comfort him:

Eugene was terrified. More scared than he had ever been in his life. He had wanted this day to come for so damn long and now he had… cold feet? Jitters, perhaps. He sank heavily into the nearest armchair, dragging a hand down his face. His jacket was unbuttoned and the white and gold sash from his father was gripped in his other hand. He felt like crying, he was so scared. Eugene Fitzherbert had never been this afraid in his life.

A soft knock sounded at the door.

“I won’t see anyone,” Eugene replied harshly, trying to cover the sob he was about to choke on.

“It’s only me, sweetheart.” the soft voice at the door instantly had a calming effect over him. “Mom,” he breathed. Helena poked her head through the door, her warm gaze surveying her son. Although he had not known her as his mother for long, he loved her fiercely. She was exactly everything he imagined his mother would be. Her long, flowing, mahogany hair swayed with her step. She was slender and delicate, yet he’d witnessed her command and shape his father, Edmund, like putty in her hand. She was a queen, no doubt about it.

“I thought I’d stop by and check on you, the ceremony will be starting soon.” Although Helena had not been reacquainted with her son for much longer than two years, he was her boy and she could read him like an open book. She drew near, kneeling down next to him, never mind her nice dress, her baby needed her. Helena gently laid a hand over Eugene’s fist in his lap, gripping his gift from Edmund. “Tell me what’s wrong sweetheart.”

“I’m just so scared, mom. I just. What if I disappoint Rapunzel? Fail her. I could never live with myself if I hurt her.” He was all but crying now, hating how vulnerable and scared he was on the happiest day of his life. But he just wanted to get it all right and be Rapunzel’s perfect man.

“Eugene, honey. Rapunzel loves you.” Helena’s fingertips gently stroked his cheek, brushing wisps of hair from his eyes before the hairs fell forward again.

“And I love her. More than anything.”

“Well you are going to prove it to her and marry her today. It’s just wedding jitters, both your father and I felt the same way the day of our wedding. It’s nerves, my love.” She took both of his hands into hers. He slid from the chair, joining her on the ground and embraced his mother.

“I could never walk away from Rapunzel. I just want to be everything she needs.” Eugene’s voice was muffled in his mom’s shoulder. She fluffed his hair.

“You already are. Rapunzel saved you, she made you a better man. You are stronger together. You and Rapunzel will face hardships, such is the way of marriage. But never ever doubt your worthiness for her. You are so strong, my love. I have never seen a love more powerful than your love for Rapunzel.”

She was right. She always was. He and Rapunzel were an unstoppable force. Together, they could defeat anything. She was his queen and he was her Captain. He loved her more than anyone.

“I love you, mom.”

“I love you too, Eugene. Now come, we must get you straightened up. A groom cannot be late to his own wedding or make an excited bride wait any longer.” She stood and offered a hand to her son. Eugene got to his feet and buttoned his jacket. Helena dusted invisible lint from his shoulders and slid his sash over his head.

She sighed, tears gathering in her eyes. “You look so handsome, son.”

He chuckled, feeling much more like himself, but still bashful for his mom to have seen him so vulnerable. Excitement was clawing up through his stomach and his chest, quickening his heart rate.

“Let’s go get to my wedding,” he said, offering an arm out to his mom. “I’m about to marry the best girl in the world.”

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Rapunzel’s First Christmas

Rapunzel had never had a proper Christmas before. Living in the tower away from civilization hadn’t allowed her many possibilities to celebrate. Mother Gothel had never been big on affection or presents but she had allowed Rapunzel to decorate a small tree every year. However, Rapunzel had read about many grand Christmases in faraway places, where stockings were hung, presents were tied with pretty bows for loved ones, and the smells of baking gingerbread filled the air. This was her first Christmas in Corona, her first one with Eugene. And he intended to make it the most special Christmas she could ever dream of.

“Good morning and merry Christmas Eve, Blondie.” Eugene strolled into the princess’s room, setting down a tray of hot cocoa for two and pulled open her curtains. She sat up in bed, wiping a trail of drool from her chin and rubbing her eyes.

She yawned, “Eugene.” There was a smile on her face as she watched him parade around her room, still in his own bed clothes. He knew she liked seeing him relaxed like this, not trying to rush into the day but enjoying the moments as they came.

“Hot cocoa in bed, your highness?” Eugene carried the tray of cocoa to Rapunzel’s bed, sitting down in front of her and putting the tray between them. He leaned against her bedpost, sipping from his mug, watching her savor her first sips of hot cocoa.

“You’re the best boyfriend ever, Eugene.”

“Oh come on, Blondie, the day’s still a bit early to be saying that.” He winked at her and she giggled.

“I know, but I’m sure my day is already booked with princess duties.”

“Actually, your parents declared today a snow day.”

Rapunzel’s eyes widened. “A snow day?”

“Mhmm, which means you are officially mine today.” His eyes twinkled with that flirty look that made her insides flip flop. Rapunzel set her mug down on the tray and jumped into Eugene’s arms.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you made it snow just to have a date day with me,” she laughed, nuzzling her nose against his neck.

He wrapped his arms around her, setting his own mug of hot cocoa down to pull her closer to him. He pressed his lips against her forehead and brushed a hand through her short, brown hair. Winter morning cuddles with his Rapunzel was the best thing he had ever experienced in life and he had the smallest hope that he could just hold her in his arms in this bed with their hot cocoa for the whole day instead of everything else he had planned.

“I’ve never been in snow before,” she whispered against him. “What does it feel like?”

“To be honest, I’ve never really liked snow. At the orphanage and out on my own, snow just always meant cold. When I was a kid, I guess I played in it. It used to be fun, especially for Lance and I. We built snowmen and had snowball fights, and for a few moments, none of us were poor, sad orphans. We were just kids having fun. I don’t really remember that feeling when it comes to snow anymore.” His eyes glazed over, some dark part of his past haunting him still.

“Hey,” Rapunzel took his face into her hands. “We can make it fun. Will you experience snow with me, Eugene?”

“For you? I’d do anything, Rapunzel.”

Eugene watched Rapunzel pause at the top of the palace steps, eyes glazed over in wonder and amazement at the blankets of snow covering the whole front lawn of the palace. The stairs had been cleared and the pair of them were dressed in warm furs to keep the cold out. They were ready for the perfect snow day. Eugene stepped towards Rapunzel, recognizing her stillness as worry that the snow won’t be everything she dreamed of.

“Hey,” he whispered in her ear, lacing her hand in his. “Shall we?”

She grinned at him and tugged Eugene down the steps, before jumping into the snow. The bright sun glittered off the snow and Rapunzel looked bright, and clear, and happy. He threw snowballs at her, built a snowman with her, they went sledding, and made snow angels. Eugene felt like a kid again, and finally the snow wasn’t something he hated anymore. It was something he found beauty in, at the help of Rapunzel.

When the sun began to set, Eugene pulled Rapunzel close and whispered in her ear that he had one more surprise for her.

“Eugene!” Rapunzel gasped at the sight of Maximus pulling a sleigh behind him. She got on her tiptoes and kissed Eugene’s cheek. He offered her his hand and she climbed into the sleigh. He followed her and tucked a blanket around them, wrapping an arm around her and holding her cold hands in his free hand. Maximus took off through Corona and the pair watched with amazement as the storefronts came to life with light and Christmas spirit. Feldspar’s shop was decorated with miniature shoes of varying types and styles. Uncle Monty’s sweet shoppe looked like a gingerbread house, complete with peppermints in the windows and a wreath made from licorice. Rapunzel laughed at all the beautiful Christmas decorations, feeling so much joy in her heart to finally see what a proper Christmas feels like.

Maximus led the sleigh into the forest as it began to lightly snow again. Rapunzel leaned into Eugene, laying her head on his shoulder and sighing happily. “This has been the best day ever.”

“Everyday is the best day with you, Rapunzel.”

She lifted her head to meet Eugene’s eyes. He leaned in for a kiss, concealing a small jewelry box in his hand. He opened it in front of her while they kissed and held it out for her. She pulled away to look at the purple and gold sun emblem of Corona connected to a delicate gold chain.

“It’s beautiful,” she breathed.

He fastened it around her neck. “Merry Christmas, Sunshine.”

“Merry Christmas, Eugene. You’ll get your gift back at the castle.”

“Oh you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“I just can’t help spoiling you, Eugene,” Rapunzel grinned, a twinkle in her eye, running her fingers over the delicate pendant at her throat.

When they returned to the castle, Rapunzel led Eugene to her room and pulled out a thick package she had carefully wrapped in white paper and tied with a bow. She handed him the package and sat on her bed, patting beside her for him to join. He carefully undid the bow and tore the paper and found a big book inside the wrapping.

“It’s The Tales of Flynnigan Rider,” Eugene said, beginning to flip through the book. “Wait. Rapunzel. Are these your drawings?”

“Yep! I thought I’d illustrate some of the stories. And, here, this one’s my favorite Flynn Rider story.” Rapunzel flipped the pages towards the end of the book. This was a new story, one he wasn’t familiar with reading, but one he knew very well all the same.

“You wrote our story, Blondie.”

“And illustrated!” Rapunzel laughed, loving the look on Eugene’s face as he looked at their story, how they met and fell in love within the pages of this book, mixing with all the Flynnigan Rider stories he’d read as a boy.

“This is the best gift anyone has ever given me, Rapunzel. You are the best gift. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Eugene. You’re my best gift, too.”

Eugene set his book down and pulled Rapunzel into his arms, holding her close and brushing her lips with his.

“This really is the best Christmas ever,” he sighed before kissing her again.

Rapunzel and Eugene enjoyed the rest of their cozy Christmas Eve by the fire with more hot cocoa as snow fell down outside, love in their hearts for each other and for the joys of Christmas.

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A oneshot in which Rapunzel can’t sleep

So I know this is a little long, but I could not sleep last night and got this idea for a fluffy little one shot and well I just wanna share it with y’all! Please lmk if you like it ❤️

Rapunzel decidedly could not sleep.

She had tossed and turned for hours, gotten up for water three times, paced her bedroom, tried to sketch in her journal —but no ideas came to her— tried to read, and tried to talk to Pascal before completely giving up on sleep all together. Pascal was soundly asleep and would not be disturbed by Rapunzel’s antics, no matter how much she tried to chatter to him.

Finally after a good two and a half hours of trying and failing to sleep, Rapunzel decided to slip downstairs to see Eugene. “Maybe if I could talk to Eugene I could fall asleep!” She whispered to herself, slipping on her silk robe over her nightgown, and tucking her usually bare feet into slippers. She didn’t like shoes, but these plushy, wooly slippers felt like clouds beneath her feet. And they softened her footfalls which would increase her level of stealth as she —the princess of Corona— snuck into her boyfriend’s room in the middle of the night.

Luckily, it wasn’t overly hard to sneak around the castle in the wee hours of the night. No one had stood post outside of her door since she had first come home almost a year ago. It was kind of surreal to realize it had already been nearly a year since she met Eugene and had her whole life changed. It was kind of strange to think that a year ago she had been a lost dreamer, locked up in a tower, with no clue at her real identity. So much had changed since then, she had changed so much since then... There was the rocks and her long, golden hair had grown back to say the least. But it was quiet moments of normality that Rapunzel cherished most in her new and often times chaotic life. Especially if those quiet moments could be intimate ones shared with Eugene.

By now, his door was in sight and she hadn’t crossed a single guard on her way down. She reached his room and pulled on the handle.

Locked.

Eugene never locks his door, she thought. Rapunzel knocked on the door, trying to stay quiet but also trying to wake him from his slumber. “Eugeeeeneee,” she whispered at the door’s edge. “Open up pleaseee, it’s Rapunzel.”

She heard a muffled thump, a soft “ow,” and a worried, “Blondie?” Before the door clicked open to reveal Eugene. He was shirtless and his hair was disheveled in a completely hot way.

“Sweetheart? Are you okay?” There was worry in his eyes as he looked over his girlfriend. She appeared to be fine, all appendages were intact and her hair was still seventy feet long.

“Hi, Eugene,” Rapunzel responded, bouncing to her tippy toes to peck his lips. “I’m okay. I can’t sleep, though.”

Relief flooded his face. Insomnia, he’d had his fair share of those nights. “Come on in, Blondie,” he chuckled. He relit the candle beside his bed and sat on the edge of the mattress, patting beside him for Rapunzel. She shut and locked his door behind her and sat down beside Eugene.

“So what’s keeping you up all night?” He asked her, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.

“I was thinking how it’s almost been a year since I met you, Eugene, and everything that’s changed since then and all the new responsibilities I have.” She twisted her hair in her hands like she did when she was stressed and unsure of herself.

“I know it’s a lot, Rapunzel, but if anyone is strong enough to handle the Princess life, it’s you.” Eugene booped her nose and grinned at her.

“Thanks, Eugene,” Rapunzel smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” He scooped her up and pulled her into the bed with him. Rapunzel pulled the sheets over them and they cuddled together.

“So almost a year since we met, hmm?” Eugene looked down at Rapunzel.

“Mhmm,” she responded, snuggling against his bare chest. “Best day ever.”

“You think you had the best day ever? Puh-lease. It pales in comparison to me having the best day ever. The charming rogue swept away by the enchanting maiden in the tower. I met the love of my life that day!” Eugene was clearly messing with her now, and Rapunzel knew just how to play back.

“Oh did you? Well tell me about her. What’s she like? What’s wrong with her?” She grinned up at him.

“Wrong with her? Oh, nothing. She’s completely perfect, this one true love of mine,” Eugene crinkled his nose, dipping his forehead against hers on the pillow.

“Surely she must have some flaw!” Rapunzel was poking him hard and they both knew it.

“Wellll, I guess I can think of one thing,” Eugene said.

“Oh? And what’s that?” Rapunzel feigned innocence.

“That a smart, beautiful woman like you could break through my façade and fall in love with me, the real me.” Just like that the tone was brought back down from flirtatious teasing to something much more intimate. It was humbling to think that Eugene still thought he didn’t deserve her love. But his true identity, and teaching him to love that man, Eugene, while she fell in love with him, too, that was the best thing she could ever give him.

“I truly fail to see how that’s a flaw,” she breathed, their noses were touching. “You deserve love, Eugene. I’m just too selfish to let anyone else love you like I do.”

“Oh sweetheart, no one else could ever love me like you do. And that fact alone means everything to me. It’s definitely no flaw, but one of the many, many things I love about you, Rapunzel.”

They shared a passionate kiss, Rapunzel holding Eugene’s face in her hands and him pulling her even closer against his body.

Several minutes passed while they kissed, sharing breaths and whispered exchanges of love, before they parted, still lying in each other’s arms.

“Eugene?” Rapunzel asked after another several minutes had gone by and Eugene’s breath was starting to even out as though he was falling back to sleep.

“Hmm?”

“Would it be alright if I stayed here the rest of the night? I think I can sleep now, as long as you keep holding me.”

“Of course, Blondie.”

She snuggled up against Eugene and finally fell asleep, his arms laced tightly around her.

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