#newdreamweek

[riddlerosehearts]

New Dream Week Day 4: Alternate Universe

I didn’t fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way.

[mrseugenefitzherbert]

Day three of New Dream Appreciation Week, fairytale swap! Couldn’t choose just one...so I chose four 😌

[tangledgal]

[autumn-sundrop]

New Dream Week, Day 3: Dreams

( @newdream-week )

[the-princess-of-corona]

New Dream Week day 2: Found You @newdream-week

[avitha]

New Dream Week Day 1 - An Ice Cream Outing!!!!!!!! I didn’t know what to draw so I went with a modern AU!!!!! @newdream-week

[juliethebibliophile]

New Dream Week Day #2: Found You

A little drabble for day 2 of @newdream-week Enjoy!

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Eugene had been sitting in the dark for hours now. 

Well no...it was more like ten minutes probably...but it might as well have been hours with the size of the crate he was stuffed into. Until now, he hadn’t even been aware that his body could bend in this way (if it actually could. That was to be determined when he finally got out of here and tried to stand up. But that could be an eternity away now)

She’s never going to find me he thought. I’m not even sure it’s possible.

The thought of the she in question made him smile, and he felt lighter: Rapunzel. Even just the memory of her–her freckles, her laugh, the way her eyes brightened when she smiled, the way her hair tickled his cheeks when she kissed him–made him feel like he was floating. How did he get so lucky?

That wouldn’t matter much, of course, if she didn’t find him. It would matter for her, maybe, but for him the air was growing thinner surprisingly quickly: more quickly than he expected, and this thing was conveniently made so that he couldn’t push the lid open from the inside. 

Focus Eugene he thought. You’re going to get through this. It’s worth it for....

Just then he squinted as a rush of air hit him and light flooded the pitch dark and stung his eyes. 

“HAHA!” a voice shouted. “Found you!”

He opened his eyes and saw Rapunzel staring down at him, pouting proudly with her fists on her hips. Pascal sat on her shoulder, smirking. 

“Oh come on!” Eugene wined. “How do you always win?!”

“I am the ultimate hide and seek expert,” Rapunzel scoffed. “There wasn’t a lot to occupy our time in the tower. Right Pascal?”

Pascal nodded with a squeak. 

Eugene sighed as he climbed out of the trunk under Rapunzel’s bed, stretching out his now very stiff muscles and cracking his neck.

“I risked my life for that hiding spot,” he complained. “The least you could’ve done was acted like it was hard.”

“Sure Eugene,” Rapunzel sighed. 

“I’m serious! The air was getting thin! I could’ve suffocated or broken my back or...”

Rapunzel rolled her eyes and gave Pascal a side eye, shaking her head before smiling and bursting into giggles. He was just so...Eugene...sometimes...and she couldn’t be happier. 

She ran up and grabbed his hand, ending his rambling and making him immediately look over at her, smiling and blushing instantly, just like always. 

“Tell you what,” she teased. “Next time, I’ll hide somewhere really obvious, and then you can find me.”

“I thought that already happened,” Eugene joked. 

Rapunzel shook her head again before they both smiled and leaned in for a gentle kiss. It was the days like this that made it all worth it. 

[owlssidewaysface]

New Dream Week, Day 1: faith

- Unshakable Faith -

Word Count: good question? it's short

@newdream-week

"The moon cannot be seen without the sun's light. She gives you light. Now you must return the favor with your faith."

"I do have faith. I've always had faith in Rapunzel."

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What was faith, really?

It was trust, he thought. It was complete trust, sometimes educated and sometimes blind, but it was always unreserved trust.

He trusted his friends. He trusted Lance to always have his back (though not to refrain from eating all his cookies, but having a good friend was worth that, he’d decided). He trusted the King and Queen to judge whether he'd become honorable enough to be worthy of their daughter. Heck, he trusted Cass to always give him his daily dose of insults to keep him on his feet. (...Fine, he trusted her to always make good decisions regarding Rapunzel, too. Trust wasn't always rewarded.)

But if there was one person—one person at all, one person in all of Corona—that he had absolute trust in, it was Rapunzel.

That was faith, he thought.

She shone so brightly that the least any of them could do was show her how wonderful that light—that faith and trust and warm-hearted courage that made them all strong—really was.

He didn't know what was coming, or what would happen next. Happily-ever-afters weren't as easy as the storybooks made them seem.

But they'd get through it, and even if they didn't, they'd be there for each other—and in that, he had unshakable faith.