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rapunzel doodles by ~menageries
Flynn looked shocked. “You wound me. I am always a gentleman!" He took off an imaginary hat and swept into a low bow. He looked up from that, holding that position and said “my lady?"
Rapunzel couldn’t help the giggles that erupted from her, but she got them under control quickly. “Good sir." She responded with a curtsy, bringing a whole new group of giggles from her.
He straightened up and grinned at her laughter, it was such an infectious sound. He raised an eyebrow at her attempt at a curtsy. “Really? Is that what you call a curtsy?" He tutted at her and shook his head.
She crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly, giving him a pointed look. "Oh, like you could do any better." She teased. He wouldn't actually curtsy...right?
Flynn’s faced cracked into a broad smile of pride. “That’s my girl." He took a spoon and was about to dig in when he paused. He proffered the bowl to her with a formal gesture. “Ladies first?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Thank you."Rapunzel took her spoon and scooped up some of the batter. “Since when are you such a gentleman?" She giggled, copying his look and raising her eyebrows.
Flynn looked shocked. “You wound me. I am always a gentleman!" He took off an imaginary hat and swept into a low bow. He looked up from that, holding that position and said “my lady?"
Rapunzel couldn't help the giggles that erupted from her, but she got them under control quickly. "Good sir." She responded with a curtsy, bringing a whole new group of giggles from her.
Cruella had grown bored with the girl’s determination and yawned to show it. “Stop being so boring dahling, now tell me what social circle you frequent." Her tone was impatient, and she visibly tapped her foot while speaking.
Rapunzel looked back up at the woman, a confused look taking over her features. "Social circle?" She asked. "I don't know what you mean..."
Rapunzel couldn’t stop the red that appeared on her cheeks at the thought of marrying him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she noticed again that Cruella reminded her of her mother. “Because I like him!" She answered simply. “I really really like him!"
"Oh," Cruella began laughing. “Oh how cute! She thinks she’s in love!" Her laughter got louder. “Oh dear, you poor demented thing, you-" she couldn’t speak anymore, she was laughing so hard that she was doubled over, cackling to herself.
She was shocked at Cruella’s laughter. Shocked, and a bit confused. Was she teasing her like mother often did? Or did she really find it laughable. “It-It’s not funny!" She tried to yell, but it came out as more of a squeak.
She recovered somewhat, enough to lean on her shoulder. “Oh, my dear, you’re such a wit. Well, I’m sure you’ll wake up sooner or later." She looked at her pointedly.
"There's nothing to wake up from." Rapunzel mumbled, looking down at her feet. She took hold of her braid, feelign nervous under Cruella's gaze.
He smirked. “Uh… Let me check." He picked up the bowl, frowned at it and turned it towards Rapunzel. “We have some… Hold on." And before she could react he put his finger in, scooped out some and licked it off. “Nope, we can’t possibly cook this. It would spoil it." He nodded, pretending to look knowledgeable.
Rapunzel was about to yell at him before he put his finger in, but he was to quick for her and the next thing she knew he had licked it off. She thought about sticking up for her cookies, but realized she probably wouldn’t win that argument and pulled out two spoons instead. “I guess you’re right."
Flynn’s faced cracked into a broad smile of pride. “That’s my girl." He took a spoon and was about to dig in when he paused. He proffered the bowl to her with a formal gesture. “Ladies first?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Thank you."Rapunzel took her spoon and scooped up some of the batter. "Since when are you such a gentleman?" She giggled, copying his look and raising her eyebrows.
He smirked. “Uh… Let me check." He picked up the bowl, frowned at it and turned it towards Rapunzel. “We have some… Hold on." And before she could react he put his finger in, scooped out some and licked it off. “Nope, we can’t possibly cook this. It would spoil it." He nodded, pretending to look knowledgeable.
Rapunzel was about to yell at him before he put his finger in, but he was to quick for her and the next thing she knew he had licked it off. She thought about sticking up for her cookies, but realized she probably wouldn't win that argument and pulled out two spoons instead. "I guess you're right."
Cruella gasped. “Oh no, my dear, you can’t possibly marry a thief! No, no, it won’t do at all. Why on earth would you do something like that, you stupid girl?" She narrowed her eyes, unable to understand her motives.
Rapunzel couldn’t stop the red that appeared on her cheeks at the thought of marrying him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she noticed again that Cruella reminded her of her mother. “Because I like him!" She answered simply. “I really really like him!"
"Oh," Cruella began laughing. “Oh how cute! She thinks she’s in love!" Her laughter got louder. “Oh dear, you poor demented thing, you-" she couldn’t speak anymore, she was laughing so hard that she was doubled over, cackling to herself.
She was shocked at Cruella's laughter. Shocked, and a bit confused. Was she teasing her like mother often did? Or did she really find it laughable. "It-It's not funny!" She tried to yell, but it came out as more of a squeak.
“We extend an invitation to you to celebrate the summer and the one year mark of defeating the monstrous Mor’du. The festivities will take place at the festival grounds by day and inside the Castle of DunBroch, but do feel free to roam wherever so long as you do not harm anyone. There will be an assortment of games and live entertainment as well as plenty of food. We are expecting guest from all corners of the world, and we would be delighted to have you as company.
Please note: Please dress accordingly, for it can be quite cold for our guests who are used to warmer climates. Cloths will be provided if needed."
//reblog this so everyone can see!
Cruella gasped. “Oh no, my dear, you can’t possibly marry a thief! No, no, it won’t do at all. Why on earth would you do something like that, you stupid girl?" She narrowed her eyes, unable to understand her motives.
Rapunzel couldn't stop the red that appeared on her cheeks at the thought of marrying him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she noticed again that Cruella reminded her of her mother. "Because I like him!" She answered simply. "I really really like him!"
She looked down at her feet when Cruella snapped at her, mumbling a quiet, “No, nevermind, it’s not important." Rapunzel was a bit surprised when she started to laugh, strangely reminding her of her mother. “As a matter of fact I have! Well, sort of. He’s not really a prince- but still!"
"You have?? Oh, how marvellous, did he scale the tower and rescue you from your dear dreary life?" She continued to laugh, less violently than before. Then her expression turned disdainful. “So, if he’s not a prince… What is he?"
"Sort of. He didn't really want to at first, but he did." Rapunzel smiled shyly, laughing nervously. "Well, he's a thief." She put her hands up quickly, adding, "But he's stopping!"
Rapunzel crossed her arms, not really glaring, just pouting. “There’s nothing wrong with my name." She mumbled, before answering Cruella. “Well, close, but not exactly. I live in a tower."
Cruella didn’t pay any attention to her pout, but she snapped at her. “What did you say? Come on, out with it, I’m sure it’s fascinating." Her eyes widened for a minute and she cackled again, completely forgetting her anger. “Rapunzel, the girl who lives in a tower." She laughed some more. “Oh, that’s just fabulous! Have you found your handsome prince yet?" She cackled, even more viciously, doubling over with it.
She looked down at her feet when Cruella snapped at her, mumbling a quiet, "No, nevermind, it's not important." Rapunzel was a bit surprised when she started to laugh, strangely reminding her of her mother. "As a matter of fact I have! Well, sort of. He's not really a prince- but still!"
"It was an accident," Rapunzel repeated, giggles still shaking her body. "You threw some back." She pointed at him, but it fell quickly, as she continued giggling.
He grinned at her accusation. “Me! I can’t believe you’d accuse me of such a thing!" He wiped a splodge from his face and licked it. “Wow, Blondie, this is good. Are you sure we need to put this in the oven, I think it’s ready!"
"I have evidence to back up my accusation," She pointed at the still dripping mixture on her cheek, then back at him. "Well, now, that depends. Do we even have any left?"
Rapunzel wiped the mix off of her forehead, unable to stop it before it hit her nose. She was ready to throw it back at him, but he started to laugh. She couldn’t help but start to giggle with him and it increased until it was a full out laugh. “W-What are we doing?" She asked, through her laughs.
He gasped for breath. “I don’t know! You started it!" He managed to straighten up and mostly stop laughing, except for a few chuckles.
"It was an accident," Rapunzel repeated, giggles still shaking her body. "You threw some back." She pointed at him, but it fell quickly, as she continued giggling.