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First Times and Confessions (SFW)

Part ONE

A/N: There's an nsfw version of this fic here. There will be references to them doing things but no super details.

We met in the woods after school one day when he asked me to stay the night with him. "Max, I don't know... it's risky. What if we get caught?" He held both of my hands and looked deep into my eyes. "Come on, I'll sneak you in. Felix is gonna be gone, everything will be fine. I promise." I sat and thought about it for a minute, trying not to focus on Max's pleading eyes.

"Okay. I'm in. But the second things go bad, just know I'm booking it." He laughed and kissed me. "Yes! Let's go!" He grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards his dorm building. After a solid amount of time sneaking around, we got to the dorm room he shares with Felix. Just as he promised, Felix was gone and he had left Max a note saying he'll be back tomorrow.

The second we both entered the room and closed the door we were practically jumping on each other. He picked me up and I straddled his hips as he walked over to the bed. He laid me down while unbuttoning my vest and taking my blouse off. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” He smirked and he sat up on his knees to take his jacket off. I sat up to wriggle out of my pants and noticed that his arms were beautiful. I had felt them around me and been pulled by them before but it never clicked that his arms were that toned. He caught me looking and smirked. “You like what you see, princess?” He ran his hands up my sides, resting his left one on my waist while using the right one to grab my chin. “You’re ok with this right?” I looked into his eyes and nodded. “If anything I do makes you uncomfortable or you aren’t ok with it, tell me. Okay?” I nodded and he gripped onto my chin. “I need to hear it from you, princess.” I ran my hand up his bicep and bit my lip. “I promise, if I’m not ok with something I’ll tell you.” He smirked. “Good girl.”

He gave me one of his shirts to wear afterwards and escorted me to the bathroom where he’d already set up everything for us to get in. He gave me his hand and put the other one on my waist as he helped me in. We both held each other under the water for a while, just enjoying each other's company. I looked up at him and he met my eyes.

“This is really nice.” I said. I had caught him looking at me before, small glances at me during class, concerned looks when I get overwhelmed or upset, comforting looks when my mom calls and warns me about the 100s of different things I need to look out for today. The way he looked at me now, though, was something completely different. He looked at me like his world revolved around me, like every breath I gave filled his lungs, like if he didn’t kiss me his heart would stop. It was intoxicating.

“You know. I um.. I really appreciate how you give me space to be myself. It’s really hard having to pretend that I’m this tough guy who doesn’t care about anything all the time. Being able to talk to you and be myself fully around you without judgement. It’s really important to me. I just want you to know that.” His eyes had softened and I put my hand on his cheek. “You’ve done the exact same for me this entire time. I would have lost my mind not being able to talk about my mom or my sister. You’ve been my safe place since that day in the woods. I’m never going anywhere so long as you want me here.” I stroked his cheek as you talked, him leaning into my touch.

As I said the last sentence he smiled and cupped my hands in his face. “Oh, you’re not going anywhere any time soon.” He joked as he pulled me into a kiss.

I put his shirt on and was basically swimming in it so I didn’t put underwear on as the shirt covered everything anyway. He turned around and when he saw me he dropped the towel he was using to dry his hair. His pj pants hanging on his hips just right. “What? Is there something on me?” I spun around looking at myself as he laughed lightly and stepped closer. “No, no. It’s just…you’re really pretty.” He put his hands on my hips and kissed the top of my head. His arms wrapped around me and sighed. “It’s getting late, I think we should head to bed.” As soon as he said it he yawned. I nodded and he held my hand as he guided me to the bed.

He laid down next to me and wrapped his arms around tight, keeping me close to him like he was terrified I was gonna leave. I wrapped my arms around him and started running my fingers through his hair. He sighed contently and started running his fingers along my back. He eventually fell asleep and I was able to wiggle out of his vice grip. I wasn't going anywhere but I needed to pee and couldn't sleep. As I walked back from the bathroom I grabbed my sketchbook. I got back in the bed and turned to a blank page.

He was so beautiful, but while he slept there was a side of him that was so genuine, no facade or fake feelings or masking. Just him as he is. I had sketched him a bit the past couple weeks, a thing he teased me about when he saw them, but this was a sight I had to commit to memory before it left.

So I got to drawing. As I was finishing up he rolled over onto me and got comfy with his head on my shoulder, his arm wrapped around my waist. I reached my hand up to run it through his hair and he stirred a bit and mumbled something. Thinking he was waking up I asked "What was that?"

He nuzzled his head into my shoulder and said, "I love you, princess." I froze for a second and put my sketchbook down. We were close, really close. I was basically dating, though we never talked about it or told anyone that we were involved in any way. I looked at him and stroked my thumb along his cheek. I'd thought about saying it before but I didn't want to ruin whatever it was between us, not when he was so important to me.

I set my sketchbook down on the nightstand and curled around him. Kissing his forehead and pressing mine against his I looked down at him and smiled. “I love you too, Max.” I settled down and stroked his hair as I fell asleep.

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First Times and Confessions (NSFW)

Part one

A/N: I've written smut but mostly just for myself. Just warning you incase this is bad.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” He smirked and he sat up on his knees to take his jacket off. I sat up to wriggle out of my pants and noticed that his arms were beautiful. I had felt them around me and been pulled by them before but it never clicked that his arms were that toned. He caught me looking and smirked. “You like what you see, princess?”

He ran his hands up my sides, resting his left one on my waist while using the right one to grab my chin. “You’re ok with this right?” I looked into his eyes and nodded. “If anything I do makes you uncomfortable or you aren’t ok with it, tell me. Okay?” I nodded and he gripped onto my chin. “I need to hear it from you, princess.” I ran my hand up his bicep and bit my lip.

“I promise, if I’m not ok with something I’ll tell you.” He smirked. “Good girl.” I nuzzled my head in his hand and he responded by rubbing his thumb against my lower lip. I thought I’d tease him a bit so I swirled my tongue around his thumb and put it in my mouth, keeping said eye contact the whole time. He got this evil look in his eye and pushed me back down on the bed. “If that’s how you wanna play, I can do that too.” He slid his thumb out of my mouth and gripped my throat.

“If you’re not careful, I’ll ruin you.” He growled in my ear. He used his other hand to undo his pants. Once we both only had underwear on he moved fully on top of me, hands on each side of my head. We started to make out as our hands explored each other's bodies.

Max moved downwards from my lips slowly. When he got to my neck he licked up the side of it and I shivered. He must have caught it cause he leaned down and kissed along my neck until he found the sweet spot. He kissed it a couple times before nipping at it a little. I moaned as he did it and he smirked against my skin.

“You like that, princess?” He leaned down and took a firmer bite this time. I gripped onto him and moaned into his shoulder, unconsciously rolling my hips into him as I did it. He groaned. “Sit up.” He ordered, pulling me up with him. He reached behind me and took my bra off. His grip on me tightened as he saw my chest for the first time. “Fuck. You’re so hot.” He got caught up in staring at me so I pulled him back down onto the bed, flipping us so I was on top of him.

He smirked and looked up at me. Gripped onto my hip like I was gonna fall off if he let go. I rocked my hips back and forth and his head fell back.

I leaned down and kissed him, “I’ve been thinking about it.” I kissed his cheek. “And I think.” I kissed his jaw. “I want you to ruin me.” I nibbled on his ear. He wasted no time flipping us around so he was back on top of me. He ripped my underwear off and almost fell over taking his boxers off.

He kissed every inch from my stomach to my lips, smirking against them as he reached down and slid his fingers in between my legs. I whined as he slipped one of them inside. “Does that feel good, Princess?” He looked down at me. His gaze made me blush and I tried to hide my face in my hand. He pulled his finger out and grabbed both of my wrists, pinning my arms above my head.

“I wanna see your face as you take me in.” I nodded and his grip on my wrists tightened. He grabbed my face with his free hand. “I need to hear you, Princess.” I blushed and looked into his eyes. “Yes, sir.” He smirked and kissed me. “Good girl.” He slid himself in slowly, watching my expression. He groaned as he finally bottomed out. “Fuck, you're so tight." He whispered in my ear. "Let me know when you're ok for me to keep going." He leaned up and kissed my forehead. I took a second to adjust. I was about to tell him to keep going when I realized he was staring at me.

"What's up?" I smiled at him as I put my hand on his face. "Are you ok?" He snapped out of whatever trance he was in and leaned down to kiss me. I returned it but I made a mental note to ask him about it later. He started moving his hips and I moaned in his mouth. He put his head on my shoulder, kissing and biting it every other thrust.

It didn't take long for both of us to finish, we had been pent up for days. The sneaking away to make out had significantly increased over the last couple days. If he hadn't invited me to stay the night I was pretty sure we were gonna get caught in the woods with our pants down. Literally. He got up and handed me a towel. I was a little annoyed he didn't help me clean up until I saw him walk into the bathroom with two towels and turn the water on.

He walked over to his closet and looked around. "I don't really have anything for you to change into except this shirt Celia made me." He pulled out a purple tee shirt with black swirls on it and tossed at me. "Celia?" I questioned. "Felix's sister. She got really into Tie Dye when we were on the Isle and she made us all shirts. I think I'm the only one who still has mine."

I smiled down at it. "That's really sweet, Max. I bet she really appreciates it." He rolled his eyes and walked over me. "It's not that special. She hasn't seen me in years, she probably doesn't even care." I looked up at him. "She cared enough to make you a shirt and you cared enough to keep it. That seems pretty special to me." He blushed a little and fake coughed. "I got the shower ready, we should get in before it get's cold."

He gave me his hand and put the other one on my waist as he helped me in. We both held each other under the water for a while, just enjoying each other's company. I looked up at him and he met my eyes. “This is really nice.” I said.

I had caught him looking at me before, small glances at me during class, concerned looks when I get overwhelmed or upset, comforting looks when my mom calls and warns me about the 100s of different things I need to look out for today. The way he looked at me now, though, was something completely different. He looked at me like his world revolved around me, like every breath I gave filled his lungs, like if he didn’t kiss me his heart would stop. It was intoxicating.

“You’ve done the exact same for me this entire time. I would have lost my mind not being able to talk about my mom or my sister. You’ve been my safe place since that day in the woods. I’m never going anywhere so long as you want me here.” I stroked his cheek as I talked, him leaning into my touch.

As I said the last sentence he smiled and cupped my hands in his face. “Oh, you’re not going anywhere any time soon.” He joked as he pulled me into a kiss. His tongue ran along my bottom lip and I let him in. He cupped my face with his hand and walked me back until I was pinned against the wall. "Hey, by the way. What was up with you staring at me earlier?" I asked as he pulled away.

He blushed and his mouth opened. He hesitated for a second before he closed it and smirked. He grabbed me and pulled me to his chest, kissing me as he wrapped his arms around me. "Jump." He commanded. I hopped up and wrapped my legs around him. He pushed me up against the wall and pulled back to look at me. "I was thinking about how sexy you look with my cock in you." Before I could respond he slid me down onto him. I gasped and gripped onto him. "Fuck, Princess. You feel so good." He groaned into my shoulder. "You take me so well." My face reddened as I nuzzled my face into his shoulder. His pace stayed slow and methodic. He quickened his pace slowly, wanting this moment to last as long as possible.

I pulled up for air and rested my forehead against his. The look in his eyes was mesmerizing. The amber was mixed with lust and care. Unlike the feral desire we had felt earlier, it was much more sincere and close. He finally got to a point where he couldn't wait anymore. He thrusted up into me wildly, his pace quick and his breath uneven. The angle of his cock hitting my g-spot perfectly.

I dug my nails into his back as I got close. "Max, I'm gonna-" He cuts me off with a kiss as he finishes inside me, hands gripped onto my arms, he kept going as I reached my peak and fell into him. He wrapped his arms around me as he stroked my hair. "That's a good girl. You did such a good job, baby." He pulled me up off his cock and set me down on my feet. He held my waist in his hands as he kissed my forehead. "Let's get you cleaned up. Okay, princess?" I nodded and he grabbed the soap and a washcloth. When we finished he handed me a towel and helped me out, asking if i needed help getting to the bed. I shook my head and squeezed his hand. "I'm not fragile. I can still walk, Max." He smirked. "Then I didn't do my job well enough." I giggled and walked into the room to change.

I put his shirt on and was basically swimming in it so I didn’t put underwear on as the shirt covered everything anyway. He turned around and when he saw me he dropped the towel he was using to dry his hair. His sweatpants hanging on his hips just right. “What? Is there something on me?” I spun around looking at myself as he laughed lightly and stepped closer. “No, no. It’s just…you’re really pretty.” He put his hands on my hips and kissed the top of my head. His arms wrapped around me and sighed. “It’s getting late, I think we should head to bed.” As soon as he said it he yawned. I nodded and he held my hand as he guided me to the bed.

He laid down next to me and wrapped his arms around tight, keeping me close to him like he was terrified I was gonna leave. I wrapped my arms around him and started running my fingers through his hair. He sighed contently and started running his fingers along my back. "I could stay here forever." I said as I looked at him. He smiled at me and kissed my nose. "Me too, Princess." He eventually fell asleep and I was able to wiggle out of his vice grip. I wasn't going anywhere but I needed to pee and couldn't sleep. As I walked back from the bathroom I grabbed my sketchbook. I got back in the bed and turned to a blank page.

So I got to drawing. Laying down with my knees propped up as a makeshift table. As I was finishing up he rolled over onto me and got comfy with his head on my shoulder, his arm wrapped around my waist. I reached my hand up to run it through his hair and he stirred a bit and mumbled something. Thinking he was waking up I asked "What was that?" He nuzzled his head into my shoulder and said, "I love you, princess."

I froze for a second and put my sketchbook down. We were close, really close. We were basically dating, though we never talked about it or told anyone that we were involved in any way. I looked at him and stroked my thumb along his cheek. I'd thought about saying it before but I didn't want to ruin whatever it was between us, not when he was so important to me. I set my sketchbook down on the nightstand and curled around him. Kissing his forehead and pressing mine against his I looked down at him and smiled. “I love you too, Max.” I settled down and stroked his hair as I fell asleep.

Dividers by @strangergraphics

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Family Pressure

A/N: I've written fanfics for myself for years but I've never posted them. I really hope you guys like this part because the whole fic is at this point over 10k words and I would hate if I couldn't share it with anyone cause it sucks, lol

I was sitting in the forest, trying to draw but I kept getting lost in my thoughts instead. My feline companion, a tortoise shell named Sophia, laying down and sleeping in the sun. Home life hasn't been the best since I started at Auradon.

My mom, for as much as she loves me and my older sister Soleil, can't keep her worry to a normal level. At first it was sweet, then check in every hour, then asking her princess friends to ask their kids to check up on me and report back so she wouldn't freak out. She tries her hardest and I know it's out of love, it's just so suffocating sometimes.

Tears threatened to leave my eyes as soon as I heard someone else approach. Looking behind the tree I've been sitting under, I see a boy in a hat and coat. He's just walking around, clearly also lost in thought. His name was Max. We both knew each other but not well. My friends and his friends have a little rivalry going on that I personally would prefer to stay out of.

Not wanting to bother him, after all I was just doing the same moments ago, I continued with my drawing. Sophia snoozed away as I tried to get her proportions right. I’m not bad at art, in fact I’d say I’m really good, but with everything going on inside my head it was more difficult than usual to focus.

I messed up the shading on her ears for the 5th time and finally tossed the book to the side and let out a deep groan. "For fucks sake!" I let out as I put my head in between my knees. A few seconds of silence pass, some footsteps behind me that I don't hear, and a voice that sounds like a warm cup of tea on a rainy autumn morning.

"What's got you all worked up, princess?" He said with a smirk that looked forced. He squatted down to my level and picked up the sketchbook. I tried to grab it back from him but he pulled it away at the last second. "Can you not? I'm not in the mood." I said flatly as I watched him go through it. "Whats wrong? Your tiara not sparkly enough?" He teased.

I looked down at my clothes to double check he was talking to me. I was wearing knee high brown leather boots, brown pants, a white blouse with a blue vest over top (on the back of which is the family crest, the golden sun flower) a brown skirt over top connected to a series of belts with a series of small packs for trinkets and supplies. All of the packs and the skirt had paint stains riddled all throughout the front.

I finally looked up at him. "Do I look like I'd wear a tiara?" He turns his head to the side and puts his hand to his chin like he was thinking. "Nah, I think you'd get it covered in paint before it reached your head." He grinned as he came to his conclusion. I laughed softly and nodded my head, "You're not fully incorrect on that one. Can I have my sketchbook back?" I reached my hand out.

He got a fake pouty look on his face. "Aww, but I'm having so much fun." He teased. I was just tired at this point and my patience was running thin. "Why are you even here, Hatter?" He sat down and kept the sketchbook in his lap. "What are you doing here? It's a bit weird for a princess to be in a forest isn't it?" I rolled my eyes. "Let's make a deal." He continued.

"If you tell me what you're doing out here all by yourself, I'll give you your sketchbook back." I smirked as I contemplated his offer. "Counter offer. I tell you what I'm doing out here, you tell me what you're doing out here, and then you give me back my notebook out of the goodness of your heart." I said the last bit sarcastically, putting my hands over my heart with a fake puppy dog eyes and pout.

He looked at me and, for the first time I’d seen so far, genuinely laughed. It was only for a second, but I caught it, and it hit me like lightning. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach and I wanted to hear it again. "You know what? Why not? Deal, but you go first." He sat down next to me and I went to grab for my book but he moved it out of my reach. "Uh uh, princess. Story first, sketchbook after."

I tried to reach for it again but he was taller than me so even sitting down I couldn't reach. I gave up trying to grab it and realized I was basically in his lap with our faces inches away from each other. We both took a second to stare into each other's eyes. Half sizing the other one up and half being mesmerized by the other. I coughed and sat up straight.

"Fine, ok. You win." I started thinking about what I was gonna say when Sophia, who had woken up from all the talking and the new person arriving, sat in my lap and started purring. Sensing that I was nervous. I started petting her on the head as I explained.

"Well, I need to say that I love my family, don't get me wrong. It's just so... hard... sometimes. The expectations, the pressure, the over bearing mom who genuinely means well she just has trauma from her past and doesn't want us to get hurt. It's just. A lot. All the time. This is the place I come with Sophia to just...get away from it all. Sitting in silence, I usually hum a song my mom sang me as a baby and draw or paint but that's become exhausting too. Soleil just comes naturally to all this princess stuff and I'm just..me."

I didn't even realize I was crying until I felt a tear drip onto my hand. I quickly wiped away whatever was left on my face and took a breath. "Alright, that was my turn. What about you?" I looked over and the reaction I got from him wasn't what I expected. I wasn't fully sure but I almost thought he wanted to comfort me? As soon as the thought crossed my mind he looked away.

"Well, if you're not already aware, my dad is crazy. Going off about some time traveling pocket watch so much that it got us stuck on the isle for most of my life, we got invited back whenever Auradon opened up fully and I thought maybe it'd make him better? I don't know. He’s not better, but he's not worse. He doesn't even look at me half the time and when he does he yells. Then I come to school and get ridiculed and profiled all day because of him. I just thought I'd come out here to get away from all of that and just breathe for once."

He didn't cry, didn't really even seem all that upset on the outside, but I could tell. The way his hand tensed into a fist when he talked about school, how his eyes softened and jaw clenched when he talked about his dad. "Parents, huh? Gotta love em." He hands me the sketchbook and stands up. "Well, it's been fun. But I've got somewhere to be so I'll be going now." He said awkwardly and started to walk off.

I picked up my satchel and started to chase after him. Sophia keeping up with me. "Max! Wait!" I caught up to him and started walking side by side. "You know, you can't just dump that on me and walk away." He laughed and snarkily replied, "Oh yeah? Is that a royal decree, princess?" I grabbed his arm lightly and he stopped almost immediately. "Maybe it is. I hear by decree that you, Max Hatter, cannot just trauma dump on me and then leave and never talk about it again." I said in a fake posh accent, using my drawing pencil in a knighting gesture.

We both laughed at how not funny the joke was for a second. "Being serious now, I hate that you have to go through that, Max. No one should have to go through that, especially not a child. If you ever want to talk or just need to vent, I'm here. I know what it's like to not have anyone to talk to. It's..” “Lonely?” “Exactly.” I recognize the look in his eyes. It’s exactly how I’ve been feeling since coming to Auradon. Out of place, like I don’t belong. It was painful. “If we’re both lonely, maybe we could be lonely together?” I proposed the idea while picking at the paint on my skirt. Worried he might think it’s dumb or laugh at the idea. “That sounds nice, but for now I do have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow?” He didn’t wait for an answer, just smirked and started walking off. I guess I’ll have to wait and see if he actually shows up or not.

To my surprise, he did. He showed up for a whole week, then a second one, and eventually I started to look forward to him showing up so I could tell him about my day or show him the new drawing or painting I’d done. I brought my paints this time and was in the middle of painting a tree swing hanging from a tree from a book I had since I was a kid. It was a story about a bear and his group of friends who went on adventures. My favourite book from my childhood. I was so lost in my work I didn’t notice when he snuck up behind me. He grabbed my hips really fast and yelled out “BOO!” and I jumped out of my skin.

Without thinking I turned around with my fist up, about to punch him before I realized who it was. “Don’t do that! Do you not realize how close you were to dying?” I laughed as I tried to calm myself down. “Oh No~ I’m so scared~” He teased, not moving his hands from my waist. As my heart rate finally came down I rested my head on his chest. “I never admitted this, but you got me pretty good.” I smiled. “Oh, you definitely did.” I looked up and he was smirking. I realized just how close we were and went to back up but his hands kept me there.

“Hey, are you ok?” I asked. I was concerned, whenever he was having a really hard time and needed someone I’d sit there holding him while he breathed and calmed down. He didn’t say anything, so assuming something was wrong I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck in a hug. I’d rather give him a hug for no reason than not hug him when he needs it. He immediately reciprocated, wrapping his arms around me tightly.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” He shook his head. We held each other for a while before I decided to pull away to check on him. His hands returned to my hips, a detail that didn’t slip past me as I looked at him. “What do you need me to do? You can watch me paint, we can talk about it, I can sit here with you, whatever you need.”

He stayed silent but the look in his eyes changed. They were desperate, like he needed something right now. Before I could say anything else I realized his eyes keep switching between looking in mine and looking at my lips. The tension starts to build as I feel a warmth in the pit of my stomach. He looks in my eyes, down to my lips, then back up again. I started to lean in and he beat me there, crashing his lips onto mine. The kiss was just like his eyes, desperate, like he had been waiting for this his whole life. When we finally pulled away I rested my forehead against his, trying to catch my breath.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” I smirked and teased, “Yeah, I can tell.” We both laughed as he rubbed circles into my hips with his thumbs. “You did want to kiss me right? I wasn’t just being weird?” I looked up at him and gently placed my hand on his cheek, kissing him again softly but assuringly. “I do, and I’d love to do it again, as much as you want.” He smirked this time and tightened his grip on me. “Don’t say that now, You’ll regret it.” I returned his smirk and kissed him again. “Challenge accepted.” I winked.

Those moments became more frequent over the coming weeks. We’d meet after school in the woods, catch each other in empty classrooms, and we'd both "disappear" during lunch for 15-20 minutes. Sometimes to make out, sometimes just to talk about our days and things that are on our minds. We both couldn’t get enough of each other.

Dividers by @strangergraphics

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Update on the max hatter fic

It's definitely gonna be multiple parts, might dual post here and on Wattpad so it'll be easier for people to read if they don't like reading long fics on tumblr. The POV is first person cause it's just how I write. It's currently at over 6k words. Planning to upload the first part tomorrow after I figure out where I want to separate parts and edit part 1 before posting.

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Just letting you guys know, I've written fanfics before but I've never posted them. I do have a Max Hatter fanfic in the works right now and I'm pretty excited for it so please, if it sucks, at least be nice about it lol

Edit: I feel like I should give a little more information. It's an x reader where the reader is Eugene/Rapunzels daughter who has an older sister named Soleil. She's lived her whole life being Eugene's girl and grew up with him teaching her pick pocketing and spending most of her time with him, while her sister did the same with her mother. When they came to Auradon, Rapunzel became really overprotective because even though she reasonably knows that they're safe there's a possibility that something could happen because of all the fear mother gothel instilled in her growing up that she's not healed from. That on top of the pressure of being a princess and not being as good at it as her sister has been really weighing on her. Eventually her and Max cross paths and the story follows.

There won't be smut but it will allude to smutty things having happened for the sake of the story that I hope you'll trust me on. Thats the only real TW the story will have as the fic will mostly follow the plot of the movie barring a couple of the early parts setting up their relationship.

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