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You have to change a few things, to chase a dream. A name. An attitude. A way of life. But if you can so willingly change something about yourself, was it ever working in the first place? --- You're likely to find Eugene at the guard barracks, on patrol, or at a small inn. He lives in Corona, and is around and very easy to approach. --- ARCHIVE

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“Out of all the things Rapunzel could do with Eugene (and there were plenty she could name) kissing had always been her favorite. It was public, intimate and he was so dastardly good at knowing the right moments to sweep her off her feet that she was constantly on edge around him.”

I’m not an artist but I know my way around editing software and coloring books are great line art let me tell you. This took me all day on and off and it’s based on an rp obviously. Man I love Flynn in purple, it has to be my favorite outfit of his and my favorite of Rapunzel is the green one so there we go. Please for the love of whatever deity you believe in, don’t repost this and don’t delete these comments. If I see it reposted on the tag I’ll eat you.

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Christmas Spirit | Rapunzel & Eugene

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Thinking of how tired he must be and how much she weighed - she didn’t weigh much but when one was tired one tend to be weaker than usual so in this case she was heavy she reckoned - Rapunzel allowed herself to touch the floor again and wait for him to speak. In this moment she held some of that naivety she had when she was fresh from the tower. What things did he need to do? Who else did he have to see?

Her eyes followed his hand on his stubble, he bottom lip bit between her teeth and she was once again tempted to kiss him. She wondered if he was feeling it too but didn’t dare ask. It was best to let him lead her into it it was nice this way, he was her guide and she would protect him.

Notthattherewasanythingtoprotecthimfromnow but when did danger ever show up with a big sign saying “BAD IDEA TURN AWAY?”

Rapunzel caught his gaze, oh… right. This one particular princess could name quiet of few things they could do. He leaned forward, so did she, and in the background she heard the light shuffling of the made she’d been speaking to walk away. He missed her lips but the kiss was welcomed all the same and she smiled at it.

"Hmm Christmas tree? Well you’re in luck because decorating things is my forte. Usually I don’t like cutting down a tree because that kills it, but I learned that if you cut of the tip of the tree and leave the rest it’ll continue to grow. It’s like a hmm like a hair cut for the tree. Neat right?” Taking his hand in hers she pulled him forward and intertwined their fingers together. “We’re gonna have a few trees, the biggest one is gonna be in the very front of the castle outside so everyone can add decorations to it. We can decorate one at the library I think it’s already there with the boxes.”

Not to mention it would be secluded enough that they wouldn’t have to tiptoe around each other. No the thought hadn’t crossed her mind at all.

[reformedthief]

Eugene allowed Rapunzel to slide away, but kept his arms around her. There was the concern of propriety, which was something he never thought about before donning the uniform. That was a common trend. Rapunzel made him think more carefully about how he spoke, what he did, how he acted – not because she would judge him. The truth was, he was all the more himself around her.

But the constant repetition of ‘she’s a princess’ kept him from enacting most of his thoughts. Not that he couldn’t see how she was eyeing him, or how she kept so close to him. The feeling was mutual. At least that hadn’t changed with the title, or the time apart.

Rapunzel snatched up the idea of decorating a Christmas tree in no time at all. Between the pair of them, there was no Christmas memories. Or, there were, for Rapunzel. She’d had two years of them, and he’d spent them in the barracks. Not exactly the nicest, coziest place you could spend your Christmas.

“The one in the library, huh?”

Ah, the library. Eugene didn’t even attempt to hide his expression. A very smug smirk appeared, his teeth biting at his inner cheek to avoid it from getting any more lecherous. The library was quiet, out of the way, and a consistently perfect place to steal kisses (and more) from the petite blond.

It also meant he wouldn’t have to say please and thank you, and he might even be able to relax. The castle had always been a fearful place, high atop a hill, surrounded by guards. He was still waiting for the other guards to throw him in shackles, toss him in jail and announce his execution. But he kept up his charade, walking hand in hand with the princess. Eugene wondered when it would stop feeling like a charade, but with Rapunzel at his side? He could do this. Be the guy that Corona might call king one day.

So long as Rapunzel kept calling him Eugene in between stolen kisses, and secret conversations. 

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Christmas Spirit | Rapunzel & Eugene

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If there was one thing Rapunzel had was hope. She had hope her life extended past four walls, that the lights in the sky meant something grand; freedom, magic and above all that someone somewhere loved her. Maybe she had always known Gothel wasn’t as innocent as she made herself seem. Those feelings were a blurred now and sometimes she speculated that it could be her feelings now rearranging what she felt before but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Rapunzel had open her eyes - saw the light as it were - and in the end it all lead back to him, the swashbuckling rogue who’d broken into her tower and brought her to the truth. He would leave, there was no way around that but she hope he’d return to her. He’d never let her down before so why would he start now?

The blonde pressed herself as close to him as possible with half a mind to pepper his face with kisses but knew better. There was still weirdness there and with them so out and open she had to force herself to act like the princess she was (even if it was a pain).

He felt weary to her. With his arms so wrapped around her and her face hidden in the crook of his neck she could smell sea salt in his hair and taste it when her lips sneakily kissed the area just below his ear. She didn’t reply to him, too afraid to know what he meant when they said ‘they tried’. Who was they? Why wouldn’t they want him to come back to her. Her arms squeezed around him once to say ‘it’s ok, I’ll protect you’.

The beginnings of a statement formed but she stopped herself. She knew how he felt about her hair, he wouldn’t accept her healing him not over this. He could heal with time, the natural way - without subjecting her to her curse. Instead she allowed herself to say what she felt at the moment, elated for all the right reasons.

"I missed you so much I’m so happy you’re back but-” she lifted her head to look at him with those worried eyes of hers. “You must be tired, Eugene you should be resting.”

[reformedthief]

“Resting? Hah.” A theatrical laugh was followed with a very sober nod, eyes closed. “As tempting as that is, I had a few things to attend to, some people to see, and one particular princess to – how should I put this – “ He mused at his chin, the fine stubble catching at his fingertips. The temptation to damn the maid, damn the whole royal courting thing, was tempting. It wasn’t some well-hidden secret that they’d kissed (maaaany times), and that she’d already been married once.

Flynn Rider had been nothing if not promiscuous.

But…

Eugene settled for cradling the back of her head in his hand, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Not on the hair, as he’d quickly learned to avoid. There was so much time he’d lost, wasted or otherwise thrown away, and she was always here, always so excited to see him. And he was so sick of leaving her. It felt wrong, to him, to her, and it showed. A warm fire crackled in the distance, the smell of food wafted down the hallways, and he was waiting for the next interruption, the next thing to pull him away.

When nothing happened, he felt he’d allowed her enough time to think and re-think where he’d left off. “One particular princess to show me how exactly one decorates a Christmas tree. Because, honestly, it seems easy enough, but I know I’ll get it wrong otherwise.” This wasn’t what he wanted to do at all, but it certainly did give him time to slip his present under the tree. The upside of his dress clothes was the stiffness of the fabric, and how easy it was to sneak things under his vest. Child’s play, for a long-time thief.

Not that he was a thief anymore. But old habits die hard, they say. “

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Christmas Spirit | Rapunzel & Eugene

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She’d been talking to a maid, mostly because she was there and it was her job to listen to the princess’s daily obsessions. Eugene had been gone again, an occurrence that she’d begun to grow used to. It was just what guards did, there was always one thing or another with them and since Eugene was brand new he got a heavy load.

With seniority would come longer stays in the kingdom she just wished he’d hurry up and get old. Ever since he’d return from his two year long sabbatical of being her guide and thief they’ve been finding each other at odd times, random places and increasingly random levels of friendships.

One day they were holding hands and walking without a care and others she felt as if they were as frigid as ice. It was mostly her fault, not sure just how far she was willing to go but he was understanding and gave as much as she did.

His return was expected but not until after the holidays so when she heard that teasing voice of his she was more than just startled. She ran, leaving the poor maid to talk to herself and propelled herself into his arms in the tightest embrace she could muster.

"You’re back earlier than I expected!"

[reformedthief]

Flynn Rider had always regarded himself as a lucky man. He was able to escape almost any situation with his limbs in tact; he could steal anything he wanted, go anywhere he wanted to go. There were limitations to that, from being unable to attend large festivals, or stay in one spot for too long, but it all suited him.

Flynn Rider had been an idiot, if he was honest.

As Rapunzel threw herself into his arms, he was glad the armor he usually wore was in for a cleaning. It had been knocked up worse than normal, with cracks and dents down the back. A nasty fall had almost cost him his life, but here he was, as lucky as ever, for new reasons.

The princess was excited to see him; the princess was hugging him. Eugene couldn't hold back the smile, arms wrapped tightly around her. Words were unlikely for the moment, as he took in the curve of her back, the scent of her perfume. Different from the last time he'd seen her, but her. Entirely her.

Eugene wouldn't let her go, his arms around her waist, keeping her close. It was easy to fall into old habits with her, where he could be as forward and open as he liked. The maid could avert her eyes if it offended her. Eugene was lucky to have this girl, this wonderful little ray of light and kindness who was always there to greet him. He didn't want to say goodbye, but then he'd never get hellos like this again.

"Couldn't keep me away if they tried -- and believe me, they tried."

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Christmas Spirit | Rapunzel & Eugene

 ”Ok I can’t handle it anymore -  I’mreallyexcitedforChristmas! I saw the castle decorations being pulled out and I really wanna make a gingerbread house and wear cloaks and sing carols.”

[reformedthief]

In a castle this large, you never saw anyone by coincidence. Eugene knew this from experience, having sought the princess out on numerous occasions, before and after each trip across the seas. Finally, he was back. In time for Christmas, it seemed. "You, excited about something?" He was leaning against the doorway, smiling in amusement. "I'm shocked. Shocked I say. You're usually so stoic."

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A Friend Of My Friend | Jim&Eugene

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"Hmm…that’s true I suppose."  This man really did have a point about not wanting to just announce to the world where Rapunzel was every waking moment.  Despite that this guard was a little standoffish, Jim had a feeling that given the right situation he’d be able to loosen up.  Any person was like that.  Although, yes, at this particular moment Jim decided to wear a little something that was more lavish than what he usually wore, he wasn’t even near as obnoxious as the other, older stuffy nobles were that often visited.  To be honest, he wasn’t even sure why he picked this stuff to wear.  Jim was perfectly happy with very simple clothes that the citizens would wear.  They were much more comfortable in his opinion.  But he let his mind wander far too much already.

Nodding to the man’s observation, “Mhm.  Oh yeah, me and ‘Punz go way back.  She’s family to me.”  It wouldn’t have been a super fair statement if he had said she was like family when she was a lot more to him than that.  Marina was practically his mother and Rapunzel his sister.  Jim raised a brow ever so much at this man’s tone and posture gave off a slight bit of a challenge and a threat.  Fighting the urge to scoff and roll his eyes at that, Jim simply shrugged.  ”Uh huh….”  Not once did he feel threatened by this man and on the very impossible chance things would go sour for him, it’s not like Jim couldn’t take care of himself.  ”you been with the Corona guard long?”

[reformedthief]

When the man agreed with him that he was smart to withhold information, Eugene felt proud and annoyed. Was this him, trying to butter Eugene up? The very notion made him stand all the more straight, as if he could look imposing in the laughable attire the guards wore. All gold and shiny and the silly hat – honestly. Even with the helmet under his arm, all he could feel was the remnants of Flynn Rider laughing at him. But Rapunzel was worth it. Beyond worth it.

“Way back, huh?” Eugene allowed his skepticism to show, though in all honesty, there was nothing to be suspicious of. With the association to the sands, and the attire – no. Not even worth considering. Eugene pushed aside all the gossip, all the prejudice, and allowed his more eased disposition to take over. “Me, a guard? Uh. No. But I am from Corona.”

With a forced swallow, he debated explaining the situation. It sounded pathetic, if he was honest. After a moment, Eugene stopped, looking either way up a particularly long corridor. “I wasn’t much of anything before I was a guard.” Eugene gave a decisive nod to his right, lips pursed tightly. “But, fortunately, they gave me a second chance, and here I am, making sure Rapunzel stays safe. And M – the queen. Y’know what, if you won’t tell, I won’t. Rapunzel, and Marina.” Eugene said the names with practiced ease. There was a time when Marina was to be his mother-in-law. All in the past now, it seemed. 

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Information Booth || Wendy and Eugene

When Eugene had first gone off to train as a guard, he never expected this. The streets were filled with oddly-clothed people, ranging from risque to puritan. The city of Corona was famed for its welcoming community, and bright disposition. Today was much like any other festival, save for the strangeness of it. All the other kingdoms, realms and otherwise had been invited.

He expected grand battles, chases through the city and saving damsels left and right (with one particular damsel the focus). Instead, here Eugene was, standing by a booth. He was required to point people this way and that, as if he was a map. Or a wooden sign, engraved with directions. He was the background face in a ground of irregulars.

Even as a girl approached him, as unfamiliar as all the other faces, he couldn't help but smile. While Eugene wanted more, he wouldn't shirk his duties. Not without good reason.

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A Friend Of My Friend | Jim&Eugene

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His brow lifted very slowly as he noticed that the guard almost slipped up on mentioning Rapunzel.  That usually meant one thing, that this particular guard was close enough to her that he almost wanted to call her by her first name.  It didn’t really bother him, he just wondered why he had never really seen him around her much, plus she always would’ve prefered people call her by her name and not her title anyways.  He knew that the guards were here for a reason: to protect and defend the crown and the land of Corona.

But what he found a bit odd was this particular guard didn’t seem to know who he was.  Nearly every man clad in armor knew him by name and his extremely close relationship to Marina and Rapunzel that they didn’t even give him a second glance when he walked by.  This man was either stupid or a new recruit.  That would probably explain why he hadn’t seen him around before.  Jim was kinda glad that this man took a more casual pose and tone of conversation, it made him subconsciously feel more at ease.

But he fought the urge to roll his eyes when he didn’t seem to know where Rapunzel was.  He was the guard, why shouldn’t he be watching out for her?  That was his job in the first place.  Keeping his reprimanding thoughts to himself, he just shrugged.  ”Nothing really too important.  Just wanted to see her and spend time with her y’know?  I’m a bit surprised you don’t know where she is.”  Trying to keep the challenge out of his voice, he folded his arms across his chest.

[reformedthief]

Eugene was slipping far too easily into the role of bumbling, laughable guard. It was easy to see in how the younger man held himself, as if Eugene was no threat at all. Which meant, he surmised, that he was unlikely to be targeted by the guards at all. A noble, Eugene pieced together. Not that it was so difficult, given the rich fabrics and the fact he had knowledge of his ties to Rapunzel.

Regardless!

“I do! I know. I don’t lord it around, ya know? Not my thing, acting smug, letting everyone know what I know. I'm more low-key than that.” Eugene leaned on his poley-staff thing. He never remembered the name – polearm! Polearm, that was the name. Had to remember that... “ I wouldn't be any good as a guard if I go around, offering maps to the castle, Rapunzel’s itinerary. Call me old-fashioned, but it’s good to have some secrecy. Mystery.” Eugene stopped his tirade, eyes narrowed at the man. “That said, you seem to be on – good terms with the princess, from what I've seen. And this room is as secure as it’s ever going to be.”

With a heft, his helmet was under his arm, his polearm over his shoulder. If Rapunzel said this kid was okay, then Eugene would never question him again. Otherwise… “Allow me to escort you to the princess. If she vouches, you're free to frolic and -- frolic some more. If not...” The leveled gaze and raised eyebrows suggested a level of suspicion. "Ah, we'll see."

[reformedthief]

Hey, Fitzherbert. You're doing better than I expected.

Wow, hate to lay out the big compliments, huh? I’m doing really fine, keeping the law, protecting the princess. Being a guard isn't so hard, if I do say so myself. And uh — you?

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