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Au where Rapunzel still manages to bring Eugene back, just...... not as well
Considering ghosts are canon in the series I’m surprised it took me this long to make a ghost au lmao
Also being a ghost apparently runs in Eugene’s family
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Rapunzel ran as fast as she could, leash trailing behind her, fear evident in her eyes as she skidded and ducked over every little thing, harsh horrifying barks right behind her as she desperately looked for a place to hide and soon found it near some barrels.
The blond cockerspaniel had never faced such horrors before, but then again Frederick and Arianna never treated her this way. Gothel was a horrid dog sitter, cruel and evil who wanted nothing more than to get her thrown out of her home for whatever reason or make her life a living hell. Today’s attempt was dragging her to some pet store and forcing a muzzle on her. Rapunzel had done everything to get away, but when she had finally the thing was already secured tight on her and all she could do was run.
That was how she ended up corned, hoping and praying that these strays that had chased her after she had run past them would go away, would leave her alone before they hurt her. She just wanted to get home to people who cared and loved her.
Flynn Rider’s floppy ears twitched as he slept within the shade of an alleyway dumpster. While the smell was something atrocious to the dog’s nose, he was grateful for the moment’s peace he had to enjoy his dog’s day afternoon. But some familiar barking stirred the brown-furred mutt from his slumber and he peered form around the corner of the metal trash compactor and watched as the thick tail of one of the Stabbingdog twins.
Coming to his feet, Flynn chased after the two dogs and into another alleyway where he noticed that they had cornered a cute lil’ pup. The twins were always so territorial; it made sense that they would go after some poor stray. Racing forward, Flynn propelled himself forward onto a box and then a trash can so he jumped over the twin dogs, separating them from the pretty cockerspaniel.
“You okay?” he whispered to the pretty little thing behind him before turning his attention to the Stabbingdogs. “Patchy, Sideburns, get your tails out of here if you know what’s good for you. Cap’s been patrolling the area, and I don’t think Blondie here wants to play.”
Baring his teeth, Flynn stomped hit foot against the dirt as he stood his ground. “So run off before I gotta play dirty. And we all know I don’t want to do that.”
That Moment When You Know You’re Drunk
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McCree could kiss this man right now: they were on the same wavelength. His face was in a huge grin at this little scene him and Rider had going on. McCree never really used his creative side before, and by god this was a great time to use it. What McCree didn’t expect was for Rider to call him his fuckin’ best friend. The alcohol must be makin’ Rider say this…but he was pretty okay with it.
A little shaken by the sudden tugging, “W-Well, ‘kay partner!”
Looking around the playground again and trying to find an option that wouldn’t end with someone’s dinner coming back up was pretty hard. There was the merry-go-round, but that was so far out of the question that McCree didn’t even look twice at it, but the slide right next to it was a little too short for them…then he saw it: the rock wall. Somehow, the middle school they were at had enough funding to do a decently sized rock climbing wall…granted it was made kid-friendly, but it was a decent wall none the less.
Walking over to the wall, “So, new best friend, wanna take a crack at the climbin’ wall?”
Alcohol was hitting Eugene hard. He could still control his inhibitions and the male was fully aware of each and every single thing that he was doing while on the playground with McCree. Yet, the happy juice was loosening Eugene up and allowing him to think outside the box and act differently than he probably would have.
Honestly, he felt like a child again. And for a kid who was stuffed in an orphanage for so many years, it was enlightening to experience childhood all over again.
Weight pulled at Eugene’s eyes and the male squeezed them shut to momentarily hide himself from the bright lights illuminating the school’s playset. When he opened them again, it felt like he had been beamed onto an alien spaceship and was staring into the blinding rays right before they began probing him. Luckily, McCree’s voice distracted him from the thought, and Eugene found himself with his feet once again planted on some woodchips.
“A climbing wall, eh?” Eugene asked. He approached the childish obstacle course as he stretched his arms above his head. “I’ll have you know that I’m a professional climber. It’s always helped me... to... uh... get out of sticky situations,” he lamely finished. Shaking his head, he stepped forward as he secured his grip around one of the grooves, hoisting himself up and taking another and another and another step upward.
After what felt like minutes, Eugene felt like he had been climbing for hours. His eyes were closed, and he found nausea boiling up his throat. “Oh god. How far up am I?” he asked, squeezing his eyes shut as he swallowed some nervous bile.
Tis the Season || Flynn & Rapunzel
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She knew it was and would always be difficult for Flynn to try and understand why they had done what they did. It would be one of the several mysterious in life that could be left unsolved for the rest of their lives, and that was okay. It was a lesson in and of itself, what he learned from it and how it would affect his life choices.
With a small encouraging smile, she moved her hand to to place it over the one resting on her arm, taking hold of it and giving it a soft squeeze of encouragement. “We may never know those answers and that’s okay though, you can come up with your own conclusion as to why and no one can tell you if you’re right or wrong unless someone actually knows the real answer. You also have the opportunity to look for those answers yourself if you really want. You can do anything you want and your choices are yours and yours alone.”
She moves her free hand to brush away stray strands of his hair, she hated seeing him look so broken and unsure. His words made perfect sense to her, in a way it felt exactly the same from when she had cut her hair and gone back to its original color. Her long blond hair had been one aspect of who she was, and her short hair had been the change she needed to make to better herself. It was her changes for the better, to better her life and make new changes.
“It makes perfect sense, don’t worry at all about it. No more worries about the past and live in the now, where things are better.” His last words had brought a small blush to her face.
When her hand lightly touched his own, Eugene felt a wave of warmth wash over him. All at once, Rapunzel had comforted his straying thoughts and made everything feel better. It always surprised the male just how she knew the right thing to say and do. And right now, the tiniest action by her held a tremendous amount of meaning for him. But her words spoke volumes. She was right. There was no other way to look at this. He was in control, if he so wanted it.
“Yeah, I could find the answers. But I’m already 24. My parents have already been out of my life for twenty years. It’s a mute point at this moment in my life.”
Eugene let out a heavy sigh as his brown eyes cast downward. “It’s just one of those what-if things that I constantly think about. And I hate worrying about this irrelevant stuff. I mean, look at me!” One of his hands flew to eyes as he stretched the skin on the corner of them. “I have worry lines. Worry lines. How often have you seen my perfect complexion ruined, Rapunzel?”
Another movement by the girl calmed his nerves, and he felt his heart slow as he exhaled a long breath. “You’re right,” he said, casting a wry smile in her direction. “Besides, we’ve got the holiday season to look forward to. And a lot of kids who are looking forward to meeting a pretty lady that isn’t Mrs. Johnston or one of her helpers.” He wondered which crow-feeted ladies were still there. Surely Mr. Borack, the chef, was still there. Eugene shivered at the thought of the old menu that had been served to him.
“I’m personally looking forward to some hot cocoa. The orphanage may not have been a place that many of us called home, but Mrs. Johnston also made the best drinks to cheer us up.”
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Model for Me? || Rapunzel & Flynn
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Rapunzel was at a loss. She never waited last minute for her assignments, but what could she do when her model kept changing meeting times. Yeah, she knew she should have probably found someone else after the third time she had to make a raincheck, but she didn’t have the heart after the guy was so excited about being picked to be a model for an art piece. But it was okay, she was a talented artist and she could finish her piece in time, she just needed to find a new artist now. And that’s where her problem laid.
So far she’d asked three people, all of them declined due to varying reasons and she was slowly starting to worry. She was pacing in her dorm lobby when she heard someone walk in and her head instantly shot up unsure of who to expect and a smile quickly spread on her face when she saw who it was.
Rapunzel didn’t know Flynn all that well, but she knew him, and that was all she needed to not worry too much of being an inconvience by asking him to model for her. Plus, she couldn’t deny that his features made him a perfect model candidate and she knew she could easily bring them out in the best way. She only hoped he wasn’t too busy.
“Flynn! Hey umm sorry to bother you, but are you busy right now?”
Eugene reveled at the air difference within his dorm building. Allergies were no joke to the male, and the sweet comforts of indoors were the only thing that could possibly save him from dreaded plants and pollen.
Which actually sucked because Eugene very much enjoyed being outdoors. But the risk of sinus issues and a stuffy nose outweighed his enjoyment.
Before the brunet could begin his trek towards his room, a voice called out to him. Now, he had peculiar keen hearing and he knew immediately that this was one of the RAs for the Ursa Major building. The girl’s blonde hair always stood out to Eugene, and it honestly could help any person to find her in a large crowd.
“Not entirely busy,” he quickly replied. Honestly, it was curiosity that held his attention. The boy had nothing to do except spend some alone time with his pillow and some shows. It was a way to pass the time. But right now: Rapunzel held his attention. “What’s up, Blondie?”
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Rapunzel’s smile widened a bit at his words, it was either luck or skill, but she’d tell him of her old hobby later once they were away from the small booth just in case the man running it decided to somehow make it more complicated with whatever little tricks they had up their sleeve.
For now, she would focus her attention on the game. She had two more balloons to pop if she wanted a medium prize, and she was going to pop those balloons no matter what. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, opening them again once she felt herself more relaxed and picked up one of the darts, aimed it, and threw it at the board. The sound of the pop that followed made her want to cheer again, but she had to stay calm and focused for the last dart.
She repeated what she had done for the second dart and it too was followed with the sound of the balloon popping once the dart left her hand. At that she finally let her cheer go and she was jumping up and down in excitment, quickly turning to Flynn to see his reaction and of course asking him which prize they should get.
“I can’t believe I won!! Flynn! Which prize should we get?”
Never had Eugene found himself more baffled in any situation than this. There were a number of times in which he had found himself speechless, unable to say anything in a situation that he never would have expected.
But this. This was something completely different.
When Rapunzel threw the second dart, brown eyes were permanently widened as he assessed the situation, a simple why hanging on the tip of his tongue though it never made a noise. But then she got the third and Eugene was beyond astonished. What sort of sheer luck was this? How had Rapunzel accomplished the unfathomable and conquered her very first carnival game?
He would have suspected witchcraft if magic was real.
“Huh?” Eugene almost didn’t hear Rapunzel speak. He had been too memorized by her amazing effort with the game. She was so excited. It was cute despite the level of magic that was happening. He glanced over the prizes before his eyes landed back on Rapunzel, giving her a smile. He needed to make sure that she continued having a still amazing night.
“Pick whatever you want. You earned it.”
Tis the Season || Flynn & Rapunzel
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Hearing that he wanted to tell her brought a small smile to her face and she rubbed his arm reassuringly. It made her happy to know that he trusted her enough with this information, that he wanted her to know more about himself.
She listened intently as he spoke. Her eyes widening softly at his confession of having known his parents before, and even more as he continued to explain what happened. She couldn’t believe they had left him, with a promise to return but never did. Keeping his hopes up as a kid to see them again but never did come back. She wanted to believe there was a good reason for it, but she had no proof and but she wanted to believe that they had cared and at least did want to come back for him.
She didn’t know what to say, she wanted to take those memories and chase them away, to make him feel better. She hated that he had changed his name, something they had given him with whatever love they had felt for him, but didn’t blame him for it. She hugged his arm and leaned her head on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that. It wasn’t fair that your parents lied to you like that, but….I’m sure they did love you, after all they had raised you for those three to four years right? I want to believe that they wanted what was best for you. It’s in the past now though, you can go by whatever you want, Eugene, Flynn, it doesn’t matter. Your name doesn’t change who you are and you’re in a better place now right?” She looked up at him and offered a small smile hoping she hadn’t made him more upset with her hopes of them being good.
It had been easier than he thought to get this off his chest. For months Eugene had thought about the sheer idea of revealing this information to Rapunzel, to show that he trusted her, to show this side of him to her, to let her know everything about him which was something that no one had the honor of having.
Every uncertainty that Eugene had felt had melted away with the warmth and reassurance that Rapunzel had given him. His hand subconsciously raised and rested on one of her arms, reveling in the feeling that resonated in his chest. This was nice, despite the circumstance.
“I guess... that you’re right,” he said, pausing his statement to search for the correct words to say. He was almost tongue tied as he struggled to keep his composure. If it wasn’t for Rapunzel, he might have lost it. “But it’s still difficult because I was their child; why did they keep me so long just to get rid of me? What were their motives? These are answers that I will never get.”
He sighed as his head dropped, brown eyes searching for something, anything, on the ground. “Eugene, Flynn.. They’re both different aspects of who I am. Oftentimes I’ve felt that my name has helped to influence who I am, if that makes any sense,” he added. “It just gave me something to look forward to, something to be. To make those choices.”
“But yeah, I am in a better place. I’m here with you, so I’ve got one thing going for me.”
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VALENTINE’S DAY QUESTION MEME || Belated
✏️ : How do you feel about love letters? Ever received a love letter? How do you feel about those Valentine’s Day cards that children use in school?
“I’m not really an expert in love letters or anything, but I did receive one in my locker once. It was eleventh grade and Susan Markel had stuffed it into the crack and I had almost missed it. It was cute, and I think we actually did go out after that for about two months.”
“Those Valentine’s Day cards are pretty cool. They’re cheesy.”
💕💘💝
VALENTINE’S DAY QUESTION MEME || Belated
💕: What is your ideal/fantasy date?
“Listen. Give me a night under the stars, with just me and her together, and I’m smitten.”
💘: How do you feel about Valentine’s Day?
Already answered
💝: Do you have a valentine? Crush? Someone you like?
“Not a valentine. But, I... I do admit that there is someone who has caught me attention. One day I’ll be able to tell her, but I don’t want to ruin what we currently have.”
😗🍫💘
VALENTINE’S DAY QUESTION MEME || Belated
😗: Are you single or do you have a date?
“Well there’s someone that I wanna ask.”
🍫: Do you like chocolate? If so, which chocolate do you prefer?
“I mean, I wouldn’t say no to chocolate. But I don’t think I would go out of my way to buy it.”
“Dove chocolate, please. I’m a man with some class.”
💘: How do you feel about Valentine’s Day?
“It’s okay. Whenever I’ve been with someone they’ve always wanted to do something big and extravagant. But I don’t really get the big deal.”
If you could have anything in the world what would it be?
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“Easy. I want an island with a nice beach and a castle and a boat. Ooh, wait, no. A yacht! I heard that yachts are nice.”
Rumor has it that Rapunzel is knocked up. Was it you?
TMI TUESDAY || Late Response
“Rapunzel is not knocked up, so get that rumor out of your mind. It’s false, it’s wrong. And it’s definitely not true.”
“Second! Even if it was true, then it wouldn’t be me. I wouldn’t just do anything to her that could hurt her. I respect her and I don’t want to hurt her. I, uh. I respect her as my friend and I want to cherish her. So no, I wouldn’t just knock her up.”
“But since it’s not true, then you need to get this stupid rumor out of your mind. It’s over. It’s done. And she’s not pregnant.”
Have you ever had a naughty dream? If so, give us some details.
TMI TUESDAY || Late Response
“Are you really asking moi, me of all people, if I’ve ever had a naughty dream. Listen. Liiiisten. Of course I have. I would be surprised if I haven’t. There was this one dream about twins and....”
