#Punzel fic

[surrealsunday]

hey jaime, how are you??

i just come by to wish you a happy new year! (kinda late but it’s still january so it still counts 😌) i hope you have a great end of 2023 :))

also with a friend we were talking and we suddenly thought abt punzel!lucas/elu and we were wondering how these two lovebirds were doing and what would they be up to now, according to you 🤔👀 lowkey miss them now ngl sjdbdh (as well as the canon version of course)

can you believe this year is marking the five years of skam france s3, 5 YEARS OF ELU…

BTW HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW MAXEL CONTENT RECENTLY??? well literally all january we were being fed really well (individually and tgt) 😌 AND WE ALSO GOT MAXEL SELFIES IN BIG 2024 I VANT STOP SMILING THINKING ABT IT (sorry i’m freaking out again sjdbdh) their friendship is just so special and warms my heart sm every time it crosses my mind 💙

anyways i’ll stop my rant bc otherwise i could go on for hours 😭 wish you a wonderful evening/day and sending you lots of hugs and strength and luck 🫶🏻

Marieeeeee hiiiiiiiiii 😊❤️❤️❤️❤️!!! It was so nice to see a message from you! And a happy new year to you too!

I'm ok - I both can't believe it's gonna be the end of January and also can't believe it's still January 😂. Work has not stopped being insane since I took over this new position but I'm thankfully still loving it. And I'm especially loving living in a place where I am no longer dealing with -40 celcius through the winter 😅. I hope your holiday season and start of the new year has been going fabulously for you!

And 5 years? 5 YEARS?! How is that even possible omg 😭😭😭. That calls for a rewatch, I think. My babies 🥹. And the Maxel content yessss! I love you for linking posts thank you! One of my friends thankfully sends me things because I would end up missing them on social media otherwise. Honestly the joy their friendship brings me. 5 years and those boys are still tight. I love them so much. Also the fact that Rocco was looped into their little friend group and we have actual pics of Maxence with Rocco AND Axel? Truly... life has been good to us 😌😂.

And Punzel babies? Well, they're living their happy life together in their flat. Eliott definitely refers to Lucas as his husband even though - as Lucas insists - they're too young to get married. Eliott thinks that's nonsense because he's been waiting what amounts to their entire lives and obviously they're going to be together for life anyways. But for that same reason, he's not too fussed about it - official papers or not, they are married in his mind. They've definitely added to their little fam and have a cat in addition to their pup Pascale. The cat absolutely rules their home (as cats are known to do) and is the only one who can get Pascale to stop being mouthy (Huskies you know 😂). Lucas would definitely complain the cat doesn't like him and play up that they have some sort of nemesis relationship. Only Eliott has caught Lucas curled up asleep on the couch with the kitty on his chest wrapped up in his arms more than once. Eliott would be a little jealous about the fact that he's the one who dotes on the kitty but she still seems to be an utter suck for Lucas... only, he's the exact same way so he can't blame her 😌. Second to Lucas, her fave is Idriss. Because this cat has ✨taste✨. I'm trying to think what they would name their kitty... probably something Rapunzel adjacent because they're saps... but I don't have a name popping to mind just yet.

And of course there are the fun dynamics of their relationship that they will probably always be figuring out. Like Lucas realizing (and relishing) in the power he has over Eliott and the way he can make Eliott's brain short circuit in any variety of ways (like saying something incredibly explicit in the middle of much more innocent activities like cooking dinner). Then Eliott will remember he no longer holds his Punzel in the 'look but don't touch' category and things work out quite nicely for both of them 😌. Basically... they're living their best lives figuring out adulthood and now jobs together ❤️.

Sending you all the love and hugs back!

[compo67]

Good morning/afternoon My Friend!

Hope all is well with you. 🙂

I was wondering if you would answerable couple questions regarding the Punzel verse?

You are not obliged to if you are not comfortable doing so.🙂

***SPOILER ALERT** For those who have not read the verse...

Milo....what were the circumstances of his death?

He told Tristan he didn't want to die a virgin...so Tristan sets him up with Jared. There's some stuff to unpack there...

Why would Tristan do that to Jared...that seems so...skeevy.. and very wrong....

And then Milo died..was he ill?

I have always wondered about this, everytime I do a re read..and I've always meant to ask...

Thank you for your time. Have a happy Sunday...hope you are doing well.

Helloooo, my dearest. <3

I'm doing all right! I had a night out with the gentleman caller tonight. We went for pizza and ice cream. When I got home I got struck with some medication side effects (damn you, Mounjaro!), but they have subsided now.

Let's go with under the cut on this one, since it'll be long and there's possibly some folks who haven't yet read Punzel.

CN: discussion of rape, sexual assault, self-harm

I made Milo a very generic character so that the reader could fill in the details however they wanted. In my head though, Milo had a genetic heart condition and died shortly after his trip to California. Honestly, I didn't want to spend too much time on him. He doesn't deserve that much background.

Tristan had a lot to work on while he wasn't on speaking terms with Jared. It was more than "I'm sorry that I was neglectful when you needed me." BUT, I do wanna say that he also didn't know that Milo forced himself on Jared after Jared changed his mind and said no. Jared never told him--or anyone--what happened until way after the fact. This isn't to say it excuses Tristan for what he did. We just can't know what happened to someone unless they talk about it. And Jared had no one to talk about it to, not even Jensen, for a lot of reasons.

Punzel is a very personal fic for me. There's a lot of "me" in there. And part of "me" was dealing with rape at the time, from someone I knew and trusted. I didn't disclose what happened to anyone until years and years later. I carried what happened to me in silence for the longest time, until I broke down from the weight of it. That experience made it into Punzel. Jared didn't disclose this to anyone, until finally, in a timestamp, he just couldn't hold it in anymore.

I think a lot of survivors do this. We hide what happened very well when we want/need to. And some of us want/need to.

The way Tristan saw it, he was helping both Jared and Milo. Milo wouldn't die a virgin and Jared would get to have his first sexual experience without any strings attached, with someone they sort of knew.

I think, looking back, I was trying to convey that sometimes we leave out big portions of our experiences when we're getting to know someone better. We don't want them to run away or think about us differently. I was also trying to convey (later on in the timestamps) that no means no--period. It doesn't matter when you say it, if someone doesn't immediately stop, there's a huge problem. It's no longer, "He didn't hear me, it's okay" or "I changed my mind last minute, it's my fault." It's rape. And it's okay to call it rape.

I'm so glad I didn't go the route of writing a sequel with Punzel. I'm glad that I went the timestamps route instead, because I feel like I've grown up with Punzel in the last... what... 10 years? I worked through a lot of my own grief in regard to infertility, rape, trauma, and abuse.

I think this is also why it matters so much for commenters to be kind. You never know who is writing through something big in their lives. If you don't like what they're writing, move on. Don't be an asshole and leave an asshole comment. Just keep scrolling.

I used to write a lot of non-con/graphic stuff because I was still processing a lot of what happened to me. It made me feel better to write whumpage and brutal scenes. Maybe you can tell, but I don't write those things a whole lot anymore. I'm super proud of that. Instead of taking things out on my characters (it became a form of self-harm), I worked on things in therapy. I have a much better relationship with my writing now. I still live in my head a lot, but it's a much more content and positive space up there.

There's still a lot of "me" in what I write. Just different facets of me. It's not all about pain anymore. Time, space, a lot of work, and the right therapist have made this possible for me.

So. There you have it. We've come full circle.

TLDR; Milo's death isn't important. Jared's survival is. <3

[msbigredmachine]

💖Beginners' Guide to MsBigRedMachine's Fanfics💖

Thank you once again to two of my faves @southerngirl41 and @harmshake for the tags!

Intro: I'm Ada! I write fanfiction mainly for Roman Reigns, but I expanded to Jey Uso and now I've added his twin Jimmy, lol. Also have a Samoa Joe fic lurking somewhere.

Pairings: As you'll see in my masterlist, ALL my OCs are Black women. Dark skin, light skin, caramel, slim, big...all beautiful Black baddies. Also, being Nigerian, I aim to incorporate more Nigerian names in my fics too. Sorry, I don't do slash of any kind. I've been asked before and it's just not my thing.

Warnings: Smut, angst, drama, more smut. No one under the age of 18 should read my stuff or interact with me on it, or you'll be outed without hesitation.

So where to start reading...?

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My first fic: My first-ever one was actually an RVD fic called Shattered Rose that I never finished, when white women were my OCs. I know wayyyy better now😬

My longest fic: My first baby, Into The Deep End. March 6, 2024 will make it ten years since I first published it on another platform. I worked so hard on it as a stress reliever when I was studying for my Masters, and to know that it still gets so much love on all the sites I've posted it on truly warms my heart. Targets is my second-longest, I really enjoyed that one too.

My shortest fic: Definitely Wait For You. Marian tagged me in a "Seven Sentence" challenge and this was the result. I'm terrible with <1000 word fics and it was truly a challenge, lol.

My most popular fic: So, there's three answers. Overall, Into The Deep End for sure. But for my one-shots, I still get messages and quotes about Power Couple (Roman/OC) and On Sight (Jey Uso/OC) to this day.

My personal fave fic: Lol this answer changes all the time. They're all my babies, I really can't choose. Each time I re-read one, I fall in love with it.

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30+, a qualified lawyer/attorney by profession. I've been writing all sorts of stuff since I was a child. There's something about putting your imagination down on paper that is so liberating and I really enjoy it. Maybe one day I will have the courage to actually publish something.

I've been posting my fics on tumblr for years now. I'm truly happy to have met such great authors along the way, and I appreciate all the likes, reblogs and especially the amazing comments and feedback. Forgive me for all my late responses, work and Nigeria's WAT time zone messes me up lol.

Thank you all again, and enjoy!

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[awesomedurraworld]

do you just one day realize that you have tons of ideas and Aus, and half of them- if not 3/4 of them will be forever forgotten?

Like. When I tell you the amount of things that I come up with during one day is... Is unbelievable? Sometimes it is the same plot but different scenarios.

The other week, I was going back to my old chats with my bestie, and I was shocked to find this very old Au that I came up with, ( Papa Royed obviously.) and the fact I drew for it too??

I also Reopned an older Au, called “ Roy Elric.” which, really, Roy in Trisha’s shoes. Does that mean Riza is Ho? No I don't think so. I was inspired by this older fic on Ao3, and kinda doodled for their Au.

Another Au- Tangled. I have only shared this with my bestie, but basically when the “ kingdom dance.” music was trending- which has been my favorite type of music since I watched Tangled which was in 2011 😂 when I heard it again, I realized how much that song ( music.) will fit Fma, and 2 ideas came:

what if Fma had a culture? Like, dances, foods, and Music and clothes?? I started designing Riza’s costume over good 9 months ago, so if you are interested I will love to share

Idea number 2 is basically your classic Fma x Tangled. With Ed as Punzel and Roy as Eugene and Ho as mother gothal. Not that Ed is a prince, but the idea of him being locked and Roy freeing him to show him the world.

There is this other idea, that Roy adopted Ed and Al before they committed the taboo but kept them a secret to protect them?

And the idea of Royai retiring and having Ed and Roy is blind and military comes and Ed learns who his parents are?

Also, I never realized that I have been writing regressed Ed? Like, I never did until I started following Mayliz ❤️ and I was like. “ hold up, this has a name?” and then my bestie pointed it and was like, “ Your Ed always regressed,” and I was like “ oh yeah.” and kinda tempted to write a whole fic with that WITH AL AND ED being regressed

What If the taboo failed BECAUSE Ed isn't Trisha’s biological son?

Like, gah, I didn't even scratch the surface of these ideas. And I want to write after math of Hughes’ death! And OH MY GOD I HAVE THE AU WHERE ROY WAS IN HUGHES’ SHOE!

Okay okay, so instead of Gracia and Elysia, it’s Riza and Ed and Al, but the catch here is that Riza isn't a solider, she is just Roy’s wife, one day when the whole team goes around to fight Envy they find Mrs. Mustang there with her husband’s gloves, KILLING Envy? Like having no shame because he killed her husband and orphaned her kids. This would mean, that Riza is an alchemist too. Roy probably taught her to keep herself and the kids safe just in case

Also, I do want to write a fic where the boys just grief the loss of their dad

😩😩😩 I don't joke when I say this is just a normal day with my brain, haha, I just wished I had more time to draw and write. I am busy currently, but I am hoping and praying that mid of December won't come without me posting something. I want to finish Took my kids? Take my fire now- which, has been on my chest since last year and there is no way we're going to Jan 2024 with this fic unfinished

And yeah I guess this is all have to say today, is there an idea that you liked? What do you think of this haha

[bropunzeling]

hey brother punzeling, i just wanted to ask if there are things you wished you had discovered earlier on in your hockey/hockey fic writing journey? resources or moments or games or anything major really…

hello anon!!!!! first let me say "brother punzeling" has me SO CHARMED i feel like a little monk working on my little illuminated manuscripts (porn).

anyways - god i wish that in 2012 i knew about hockey reference dot com. love to just see who was playing a game on a given day!!!!! fundamental for my fic writing process now lmao. also espn+ which did not exist. just me and my horrible illegal streams to watch the pittsburgh penguins before my evening seminars on the politics of empire. those were the days. i also wish i'd had better access to olympics content in 2010 and 2014!!! watching international tournaments is one of my great joys and those were years i didnt get to watch much live/"live". and probably just the chance to go to more live games at more levels! until the last few years id only been to two games in the central european league and a couple whl ones, and no nhl or ahl games at all (but i did have basically glass side seats in vienna, so, you win some you lose some).

[ellaxcoffee]

It would be a sin not to make any memes for Punzel by @surrealsunday 😌

[ao3feed-j2]

Time to Venture the Waves

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/vWFXnyA

by compo67

Christmastime is always a hectic time for the Padalecki-Collins household. Between three children and four adults, there’s barely any time to breathe. However, there is always time for what really matters--past, present, and future.

Words: 10323, Chapters: 10/10, Language: English

Series: Part 35 of Punzel Verse

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) RPF

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Misha Collins, Original Characters, Original Child Character(s)

Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Misha Collins/Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Additional Tags: Timestamp, Established Relationship, Established Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Christmas, Holidays, Family Fluff, Mpreg, Kid Fic

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/vWFXnyA

[surrealsunday]

Hey :) just out of curiosity, if you ever had to write a sequel of one of your fics, which one would you choose ?

Oh damnnnnnn what an interesting question! I don't think I'd choose any of my longer fics because they really felt like well rounded stories and I finished them the way I wanted to. So not Tempo, Hollow Edge, Mood Tattoo, or Punzel. (Or even Paperwork Promises in the KP fandom)

Maybe Spark to Flame. That was such an easy, fun little story, but I feel like there would be more potential there to tell more. And that could easily go one of two ways - a sequel just as light-hearted as pt 1, or a sequel that went in and fleshed out the characters with some hefty angst thrown in (because of who I am as a person 😌). So yeah, I think that would be my choice!

[compo67]

I've been thinking about Punzel verse a lot recently and it makes me feel like a failure of a fan or I'm not appreciating the spirit of the story in the right way, but I just can't forgive Tristan. It's distracting, esp in timestamps where he appears, but I don't think there's any excuse for how he treated Jared and I feel he def doesn't deserve to be a part of Jared's chosen family. I understand he's changed and he's trying, but I just can't do it. I'm nowhere near as good a person as Jared.

Hi anon!

I'm so glad to read that you've been thinking about this verse! You are totally not a failure of a fan, my dear.

Sorry this took me a while to get to, I wanted to really sit down with your ask.

I can definitely see how it would be distracting in the timestamps. When I started to write Tristan's extended arc in the timestamps, I really went back and forth on if he was redeemable or not. I have that same problem right now with Donna in Photo Op verse.

It's tough weighing that kind of stuff. Ultimately, I just wanted to give Jared a huge challenge. Could he work through what happened? Could he accept his brother as a new person, not the old person he was? And I wanted to explore Tristan more as a character. What motivated him to treat Jared so badly? What motivated him to change? What had to fall into place for him to change and be a better person? How will he benefit Jared in the future?

There were lots of questions with Tristan involved and I just couldn't resist raising/answering them.

I hope you give Punzel Verse a shot moving forward, but totally understand if you can't. Jared gave Tristan another chance for a variety of reasons. Sometimes we have to take a leap of faith in other people, even if they've hurt us before. But Jared was super clear about his boundaries before he let Tristan back in and that made me feel a lot better. Plus, Jared himself is different this time around. He's stronger, has more resources, and isn't afraid to kick someone out of his life for good if they don't respect him or his family.

So I suppose inviting Tristan back into the narrative is also a way of trusting Jared to make the right decision. Hmm. I never thought of it that way before, anon. You gave me so many good things to think about. Thank you so much. I hope you have a lovely day.

-Cal

[hiccanna-tidbits]

this is a genuine, curious question! what's appealing 2 u about jackunzel :^] ??

Sure, I can talk about why I ship Jackunzel!!!

@gryffindorkxdraws has some posts about why she likes Jackunzel here, here, and here, so those are a pretty good rundown of reasons to supplement mine. But I’ll make a list of my own!

Why Jackunzel Owns My Entire Soul: An Essay in Disorganized Bullet Points ~I dig the sun/moon symbolism! Like Jack was chosen by the moon and Rapunzel has the powers of the sun. It’s such a nice contrast, and it also lends itself really well to star-crossed lover-type fantasy/fairy tale AUs (which I am ALWAYS a sucker for!) ~From what little we know about Jack’s preference in girls (i.e. the slight crush he seemed to have on Tooth), Rapunzel seems like EXACTLY his type--bubbly, energetic, optimistic girls with a bit of a maternal streak. I think even the RotG director confirmed Punz is the kind of girl Jack would like! ~Jack also absolutely seems like Punzel’s type--if Flynn/Eugene is anything to go by, she’s kind of into sarcastic troublemakers with a hidden soft side XD And she also seems to like guys who are good with kids, if Eugene reading “The Adventures of Flynnigan Rider” to the younger kids at the orphanage is anything to go by! ~They both seem to be naturally pretty social people who suffered a lot from being isolated for a really long time--Jack had it worse, obviously (300 years--OUCH), but it was rough on Punz as well, growing up for 18 years with no one for company but Mother Gothel and Pascal. Jack, spending all that time with no one able to see him and only the guardians (who weren’t even really his friends from much of that time) for company, would understand that pain a lot. I feel like they’d be able to connect on a really deep and intimate level about the pain they felt at being isolated for so long, and this would give them a really strong bond that I can easily see turning into something romantic. ~They’re both just such genuinely lively and fun-loving people, and I can imagine them having a ton of fun together and just genuinely really enjoying spending time together. Like imagine the snowball fights!!! The ice-skating!!! The sledding!!! Chasing each other through the forest!!! Jack grabbing onto Punz and her wrapping her hair around a tree and swinging them around Tarzan-style!!! Like literally the entire scene where Punzel leaves her tower for the first time and is goofing off and doing Silly Shit for like an hour straight??? Like man...if Jack was there, they’d have the TIME OF THEIR LIVES together. Idk I just really love couples who I think would have a lot of fun together, it’s so pure <3 ~They’re both so loving!!! Like Rapunzel goes out of her way to be supportive to an entire tavernful of terrifying “ruffians and thugs” because they have dreams, and she’s so sweet to Flynn/Eugene no matter how many times he snarks at her and tries to alienate her!!! And Jack loves loves LOVES entertaining kids, and it genuinely makes him so happy to give them snow days :3 I just feel like they’d shower each other with love, and it’s honestly no less than they both deserve!!! ~Rapunzel especially is such an affectionate person, and I can see her doing just absolutely everything in her power to make Jack feel as seen and as loved as possible after 300 years of being alone. And god, does he NEED it, too. Like no way is this boy NOT touch-starved, and with some MAJOR self-esteem issues (although he’s good at hiding them). Rapunzel would do absolutely everything in her power to build him up and make him feel wanted and validated--and since it’s in her nature to do so, it would never feel like a burden or an effort for her. And she’d love him so much that hyping him up just comes naturally! She’s just got the kind of nurturing personality that someone as affection-starved as Jack really needs, and I think she could help him feel safe, comfortable, and loved in a way a lot of people couldn’t. ~For all the fun they’d have together, I also feel like Jack needs someone to ground him a bit and provide the Brain Cell to perhaps reign in that Unchecked Chaotic Energy of his sometimes XD Rapunzel certainly has a smart and rational side--I mean, she charted STARS as a teenager!!! She figured out how to get this stranger she captured to take her into the kingdom to see the lanterns!!! Girl can be spontaneous and goofy, sure, but she’s got smarts and kind of a mature streak that I think mesh with Jack really well. He’d never feel like she was a wet blanket stifling his fun, but she’d also have a sense of when to transition away from goofing off and focus on responsibilities (princess and guardian responsibilities in this case, I suppose?) ~On the flipside, I don’t see Rapunzel as being someone annoyed or irritated by Jack’s antics. She might like...gently scold him if he takes a prank too far, but she never finds his shenanigans to be grating and tiresome the way other people might. Rather, I think she’d be endlessly entertained by him. Like in his memory reel when he’s dicking around pretending to be a deer, she’d get a kick out of that! Jack would always be trying to make her laugh and make her smile, and Punz would love that so much about him! ~They’re both searching for a deeper meaning and a deeper sense of purpose in their lives. Rapunzel entertains herself with hobbies, but doesn’t feel like her life has really “begun” and is desperate to find out if her hunch is right and the floating lights really ARE meant for her. Jack has no idea why he was chosen by the moon or what he’s meant to do, and he’s determined to find out so he can finally have a sense of purpose. Rapunzel clearly wants a sense of purpose too, since she wants to do more with her life than pass the time with hobbies. I can definitely see them bonding over this! ~They’re both just so adventurous, and love to explore! Rapunzel is curious, and loves to read and learn, and she wants more than anything else to see the world and all it has to offer. Jack loves adventuring and flying around the globe spreading winter and fun, and he could show Punz everything she ever wanted to see. A perfect match, honestly! ~Aesthetically I LOVE the similarities!!! Like they both like to go barefoot, kinda showing their free-spirited natures. And I love how they’re both naturally brunette, but had their hair turned a different color by magic. It’s a little thing, but I think it’s a really neat parallel and it helps cement me thinking they really ARE perfect for each other in every little way! Haha XD AND they both have small green companions, and as of Ralph Breaks The Internet, they’re hoodie buddies as well!!! Not that surface-level parallels like that are actually that significant BUT I just think they’re neat XD ~While I am fond of Flynnzel/Eugenzel (still my favorite canon Disney couple!), finding out their age gap is around 8 years admittedly made me a bit uncomfy and just pushed me further into loving Jackunzel as an alternative option. I still really love Eugene as a character and adore his and Punzel’s dynamic, but these days I prefer their relationship as more of a big bro/little sis type thing. Jack I think is the best match for Rapunzel romantically, and Eugene I prefer with Elsa--or poooossibly Tooth, Astrid, or Zarina, if I read a fic that sells the pairing well enough! ~On a related note, I was into Jack x Tooth the first time I watched RotG, but after discovering Jackunzel, there was no going back--I was hooked! Rewatching the movie, Tooth strikes me more as a mom figure/”fun aunt” for Jack, and I actually prefer her with Bunnymund (I am WEAK for “the grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one” lmao)

Well, I think that just about covers it!!! I’ll add more reasons if I think of them! Thank you for the ask, and I’m always happy to answer more ship asks about CGI crossover pairings :3

Also @ the anon who asked for Jackunzel headcanons--fear not, I shall provide them!!! I just wanna make a complete list and accumulate all the ones from my various fics so it’s gonna take a while XD

[words-with-wren]

i’d give you my lungs so you can breathe

Words: 2,027

Fandom: Tangled the Series

Characters: Eugene, Varian, Angry, Catalina, Lance. Max and Ruddiger are there to. 

Warnings: Ice and cold. I keep making Varian cold. But hey, Eugene is the one who needs to be rescued today that’s new. 

A/N: I honestly don’t think I’ve written this much outside of Nano for y e a r s this fandom has inspired MANY WORDS over the last couple of months. Anyway, it’s an obligatory drowning fic because I always end up doing one of those apparently. 

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“Come on, Eugene!” Varian called. He was stumbling slightly as he tried to gain his balance on the ice and Eugene shot a glare at him from where he was turtled up in his coat, trying to hide as much of his face as possible from the cold air. 

“Why we had to come all the way out here I don’t know,” he muttered. Varian grinned, his face a healthy flush, and that was enough for Eugene to relent somewhat, despite his dislike of the cold weather. 

Angry and Catalina had recently found a small spring, a little way from the river. When it had frozen over, they had excitedly invited Varian to join them in ice skating and playing on the ice, and Eugene had decided they needed at least some adult supervision that wasn’t Lance. 

Lance had left them to it for the moment, leaving to prepare a hot lunch of pancakes for when they grew bored. The two girls were already on the ice, moving skillfully, clearly having practised before. Varian was much more uncertain, stumbled a little as he struggled to get used to the ice skates. 

Eugene, who had steadfastly refused to put the skates on, stepped out to help him before he landed on his face and passed out because of a bleeding nose. Varian gratefully latched onto his arm, grinning as they began to slowly move around the edge of the ice. 

“Hurry up, V!” Angry called, spinning past them, eyes dancing. Varian stuck his tongue out at her. 

“You’ve had a head start at practice!” he called, slowly letting go of Eugene’s arm. He swayed, maintaining his balance and began to slowly slide forward. 

“You’re getting it,” Eugene said encouragingly, and Varian’s grin widened. He had been cooped up inside for far too long, busy trying to figure out a way to use the hot water boilers to heat the castle. If he was being honest, Eugene had only agreed to come so he could make sure Varian had a full day outside, with his friends, away from the close walls of his laboratory. And seeing his flushed and excited face, looking more like the kid he was than he had in a long time, was more than worth the slight discomfort the cold brought. 

Varian began to move more confidently, sliding across the ice slowly, building up speed as he did. Eugene stopped, standing on the ice and watching with a small smile as his young friend began to catch up with the girls, throwing his hands out every so often to keep his balance. He was doing better than Eugene had expected - the kid was never one for coordination. 

Eugene turned to make his way back towards the edge of the spring, where Max was waiting, Ruddiger asleep in his saddle, when an ominous cracking sound came from behind him. 

“Uh… Angry?” Catalina’s voice was uncertain and Eugene turned to see she had stopped near the centre of the spring, cracks in the ice slowly appearing around her feet. 

“Catalina?” Angry called, moving to skate towards her sister. 

“Don’t!” Eugene called sharply and she froze, shifting her feet so she didn’t fall. “We don’t want to add any more weight onto the ice, alright. Angry, Varian, get off the ice, I’ll get her - don’t move, Red.” 

She nodded, her face pale and scared. Varian began to move to the edge of the ice, looking back with no little concern. 

“But -” Angry began, still shifting her feet, clearly wanting to run to her sister’s side. 

“I’ll get her, Kiera,” Eugene said, his voice sharp. She sensed the urgency and slowly began making her way off the ice while Eugene carefully stepped towards Catalina. “Take it slowly, alright? The ice should hold your weight so long as you move slowly.” 

She nodded, the fear clear in her eyes as she slowly inched towards Eugene. The ice creaked dangerously under their feet, more cracks appearing in the ice and Eugene’s heart began beating quickly. He tried not to think about the water under them, about what would happen if he fell in - if she fell in. 

Instead, he focused on her, smiling encouragingly, making sure not to let any of his own fear shine through. 

“Clearly I need to stop eating so many of Rapunzel’s cookies,” he said, keeping his voice light as he stepped forward again. The ice cracked as he adjusted his weight and he grit his teeth. But his comment got a small smile out of Catalina and she stepped forward again, close enough for Eugene to grab her hand. 

He pulled her close, holding her tightly for a moment. 

“You okay?” he asked quietly and she nodded. “Great, because you owe me a pancake for rescuing you.” She rolled her eyes at him and he smiled. “Keep moving slowly, alright, we’re nearly out.” 

He tried not to worry too much - the ice had held thus far, there didn’t seem to be much reason for it to crack all the way. But it was making ominous noises and every step caused more fractures to appear. 

And then he felt something shift. Instantly, he knew the ice was going to give and he had seconds to act. 

Instinctively, he grabbed Catalina by her shoulders and flung her forward, stumbling forward himself. She skidded across the ice with a cry of surprise and Eugene felt the ice crumble around him, earsplitting cracks echoing around the spring. 

“Eugene!” 

Varian’s shout was the last thing he heard before the water closed over his head. 

He had time to take half a panicked breath of air before the water exploded around him, ice and bubbles and darkness making a disorientating mess of chaos, the cold already sinking into him. He kicked, reaching for the glinting light of the surface. 

But his hands brushed ice and a bubble of panic filled him. He had no idea where he had fallen in - he was under the ice, unable to surface. 

He kicked again, pressing his hands against the ice, moving in the direction he thought he had come from. For all he knew, he could be moving in the opposite direction. Fighting back a scream, he pushed against the ice above him, kicking as hard as he could, ramming into it with his elbow in an effort to break it. 

But he couldn’t - could barely see anything and his lungs were beginning to scream for air. He couldn’t get out, he couldn’t break the surface, he couldn’t breathe and the cold was slowing his movements. 

He was sinking away from the surface and he kicked up again, weaker this time, his whole body numb from the cold. His lungs were screaming now, screaming for air and he kicked weakly, once again scraping the surface of the ice, panic almost overwhelming. 

He clawed against the ice before it sank out of his reach again, and this time he didn’t have the strength to kick up again. He sank, hands reaching for the light, lungs screaming. 

A hand grabbed his. 

For a moment it was a rush of cold and water and then suddenly, he could breathe again, the cold air slamming into him. He gasped, coughing violently and shuddering. 

Hands grabbed him, pulling him up onto the ice and he shivered, still gasping. He collapsed onto the ice, coughing up the last of the water he had swallowed, trying to give his lungs what they burned for, shaking violently. 

“Eugene,” a breathless voice called his name and he blinked, looking up to see Varian leaning over him, shaking slightly, his hair dripping wet. 

“Hey, kid,” he gasped out, taking in another shuddering breath and trying to push himself up on a shaking arm. Varian lunged forward, wrapping him into a hug and he relaxed into it, too weak to fully return it. “Thanks,” he muttered. 

“We should get off the ice,” Angry’s voice pulled his attention and he looked up to see her standing a face paces away, shifting nervously. For a terrifying moment, Eugene looked around for Catalina and saw no sign of her - had she fallen in as well? 

“She went to get help,” Varian explained, sensing his panic, and Eugene closed his eyes in relief. He shivered again, the cold biting into his bones. Varian shifted, taking his weight with an arm over his shoulder and staggered to his feet. Eugene didn’t protest, leaning on his brother and closing his eyes as he let Varian guide him off the ice. 

Angry ducked under his other arm as they left the ice and Eugene couldn’t help but be grateful to his young friends - he wasn’t sure he would be able to even properly stand, let alone walk. His strength felt drained, like the cold and water had sucked it all away. 

Then Varian shuddered under his arm, and he realized the boy had jumped in after him and was just as cold. 

“You okay, Goggles?” he asked, his voice slurred through frozen lips. Varian nodded, his teeth chattered, his face flushed unhealthily. “Okay, n-new plan,” he said through chattering teeth, stopping. Angry looked up at him but Varian didn’t respond, swaying slightly and shivering. “We st-tay here until Cata-talina comes b-back with Lance. Wh-where’s Ma-x?” 

He shivered violently and Angry ducked out from under his arm. 

“I’ll find him,” she said, and vanished into the low undergrowth. Eugene collapsed to the ground and Varian curled up beside him, shaking. With clumsy hands and shaking body, Eugene pulled Varian into him, holding him close so they could take warmth from each other’s body heat. 

“Th-thanks, kiddo,” he muttered. Varian shifted, smiling up at him. 

“C-couldn’t let you d-rown,” he muttered. “‘Punzel w-would kill me.” 

Eugene snorted, wrapping his arms tightly around the boy, trying to stop shivering. 

Angry returned a moment later, a worried Max snorting beside her. Ruddiger bounded off the horse as soon as he caught sight of them, wriggling in between Eugene and Varian and curling up close to the younger. Max snorted, huffing a blissfully warm breath into Eugene’s hair. 

He didn’t have to ask - the horse sensed what was needed and awkwardly sat, kneeling in the grass beside them. Eugene pulled Varian along with him, pressing into the warm side of the horse. 

“Thanks,” he said, and Max snorted. Angry scrambled onto his saddle, leaning down as Eugene and Varian curled into the horse. 

“You guys okay?” she asked. 

“We will be,” Varian muttered. 

“Lance had b-better have hot ch-chocolate ready, I think we des-serve it,” Eugene said, and was relieved to hear a small chuckle from Angry and a snort of amusement from Varian.

Lance did indeed have hot chocolate ready at the treehouse, though by the time he and Catalina had arrived, a bundle of blankets each, and they had made it back to the warmth of the treehouse, the drinks were mostly cold. It didn’t take long to warm up again and Eugene was soon feeling warm, slightly swamped in a spare shirt of Lance’s, his clothes drying by the fire, a blanket tight around his shoulders. Varian was similarly outfitted, being somewhat put out to discover he could fit into Catalina’s clothes. 

“You’re like three years younger than me, how come I can fit your clothes?” he demanded, adjusting the blanket around his shoulders to be more comfortable for Ruddiger as the raccoon settled down. She grinned. 

“You’re just small,” Angry supplied, and Varian glared at her. 

“So’re you,” he shot back. 

“Yeah, but I’m young. I’m supposed to be small.” 

The last of Eugene’s tension faded from his shoulders as he listened to the children bicker. He adjusted his grip on the mug he was holding and let himself smile. 

“I vote no more ice skating on weird lakes until we know the ice is solid,” he said, earning a few chuckles. 

“Seconded,” Catalina called from where she was curled up in front of the fire like a contented puppy. 

“Agreed,” Varian said, grinning slightly. 

“Motion passed,” Lance said from the kitchen behind them. “Now - who wants pancakes?” 

The chorus of assent was unanimous. 

[thebest-medicine]

“Not Ticklish”

Submitted by anonymous:

A/N: I hope this is okay, I read you wanted to read a Tangled tickle fic a while ago and idk if you still want it but I wrote one!! So I hope you don’t mind me sending this to you lol I didn’t post it publicly because I’m still not sure if I want to make a public tickle blog or not, but anyway. I hope you enjoy it. I haven’t written in forever so oof

So there’s not too much context but I really adore Eugene and I’d LOVE to see him tickled and there’s not too many fics with him being the ‘lee so I made it happen myself lmao

“I’m not ticklish.” The words left Eugene’s mouth so easily, it was impossible to ignore this challenge now. His soon-to-be wife, Rapunzel, was curled up in his lap, giggling madly as he tickled her sides.

In an attempt to get him to stop, she tried retaliating, going straight for his sides too. He did jump back a bit, but he didn’t react the way she was expecting. She glanced up at him with a curious expression, and he said those exact words. A smirk tugged at her little pink lips.

“Oh?” She smiled and sat back, folding her arms across her chest. “I doubt that.” Eugene shrugged. “What? You didn’t get a laugh out of me, did you?” “No,” Rapunzel chirped, “But that just means I’ll have to keep going until I do.”

Eugene shook his head. “Mmm, don’t waste your time, Blondie.” He waved her off, grabbing her waist again, and tugging her against his chest. Before she got any ideas, he gently drilled his thumb against her ribs. She squealed, tossing her head back with a loud laugh.

“Nohoho!” She whined, “Stahahap! Eugene! I mean it!” She squirmed in his grip, pushing at his wrists with all of her might. It really was unfair; he was bigger and stronger, and if he wanted to be relentless, he could be. 

“No~, stop~, I mean it~!” Eugene mocked her squeaky voice, stifling a chuckle as Rapunzel managed to wriggle out of his grasp and playfully kick at his middle.

“Rude! Don’t be so–! Rude!” She laughed, sitting up as quickly as she could with nearly 80 feet of hair, tackling Eugene onto his back. Eugene grinned as she straddled his waist, pinning his wrists at the sides of his head.

“Oh, I like where this is going.” He mused. Rapunzel shook her head, still giggling quietly.

“You’re really gonna get it.”

“Get what? A kiss? That would be nice.” He teased.

For someone who wasn’t ticklish at all, he was really pushing it.

“No, no kisses.”

Eugene pouted. “Why not?”

“After tickling me like that?”

“Yes?”

Rapunzel grinned, her expression softening a little. She really did love this man. Even so, she leaned down, and locked their lips lovingly. She didn’t hold it too long, as she didn’t want the playful mood to simmer down just yet. She straightened out her back again, moving as fast as light.

Her slender fingers rocketed into his underarms, tickling as wildly as she could. Eugene automatically clamped his arms to his sides, curling into himself slightly as a surprised “Arugh–!” Came out of him.

He actually believed Rapunzel would have given up and moved on, but he should know by now she’s not the type to back down without a fight. It tickled, and he wanted to laugh, he really did. He pressed his lips together as tightly as possible, but a smile still broke through despite his efforts.

“Aha!” Rapunzel beamed triumphantly. “Look! You’re smiling! You’re ticklish! You are!” She tickled a bit lower and tried out that little trick of his, drilling her thumb into the top of his ribs.

“Hey, hey! Wait!” Eugene retorted, trying to swat her hands away as gently as possible. “Stop that!”

“Why? Does it tickle, Eugene? Huh? Mister, ‘I’m not ticklish’?”

Rapunzel laughed at herself, noticing how bad she was at being the tickler. But Eugene was still smiling, and she could have sworn she heard a chuckle come out of him once or twice. Eugene was genuinely struggling, both with trying not to hurt her, and trying not to laugh. It was proving much more difficult than he ever thought. In his defense, he always figured he wasn’t ticklish. No one had ever really tickled him before, so he wouldn’t really know. He was wrong, apparently. But he couldn’t let her win just yet.

“Nope, nope, not at all, not even a little.” He gritted his teeth as he spoke. Rapunzel cackled.

“Oh, please. Just laugh, will you? I’ll only tease you about it forever. No big deal.”

Eugene twisted himself over onto his stomach, gripping at the sheets dramatically.

“No, please! I can’t ruin my fake reputation again!” He did chuckle again, hoping it was quiet enough for Rapunzel not to hear. But Rapunzel followed, her hands really digging into his ribs now. Eugene yelped again.

“C’mon! No more!” He chortled.

“Not until you laugh! I promise I’ll stop when you do!” Rapunzel retorted. “There’s nothing wrong with being ticklish! Just let it out.”

“I can’t!” He growled a bit out of frustration, reaching behind him and tickling Rapunzel’s knee playfully. She jerked it backwards and squealed a bit.

“No! You’re not winning! NO!” She slid back on his back a bit, sitting herself atop his rump, clawing into his hips.

“Ah-! Oh, no! Not– Not there, no!”

Eugene wheezed just a bit as the laughter was aching to burst from his chest. He couldn’t believe he was actually about to lose to a tiny little princess.

“Why? Bad spot?” Rapunzel purred happily, trying to ignore how sore her fingers were getting. He was a decently thick man, and it was difficult to wrap her grip around his waist comfortably. She laughed at the silliness of the situation.

“Tickle tickle tickle!” She teased. She reached under him as he squirmed, tickling his lower stomach too. She tried not to whine as he nearly crushed her hand. He turned over onto his side, starting to finally, finally giggle.

“All right, all right! You win, you win! Stop it!” His shoulders bounced as he snickered, using one hand to cover his face and the other to try and push at Rapunzel still. The blonde, feeling victorious as those glorious first few giggles rang in her ears, kneaded into the hollows of his hips again.

“Okay, fine, I win! But I’m not stopping until you really laugh!” She grinned as he tucked his hips under against her touch, his expression almost looking like he was in pain. It must have been a seriously ticklish spot.

“Ra-ha-ha-ha-punzel!” He chortled, shortly bubbling into genuine laughter. “Ah-ha-ha! That’s– that’s enough! I mean it!”

“I mean it~!” Rapunzel teased him in a higher pitched voice, knowing very well she may be destroyed with vengeful tickles later, but at the moment, she couldn’t get enough of finally hearing his laugh once and for all.

“There it is!” She giggled with glee, still scribbling at his lower torso. He rolled onto his back, trying to wrap his arms around his middle and protect every area her fingers slithered into.

“Sta-ha-ha-hap! No-ho-ho, no-ho mohohore!”

His giggling was desperate and frantic, but that only gave Rapunzel the sweetest butterflies in her stomach.

“Admit it!” She tickled faster.

“Admit what?” He giggled louder.

“That you’re ticklish!”

“No!”

“Do it! I’ll tickle you all night if I have to!”

“Fine!”

“Fine what~?”

“I’m– I’m ticklish! Oka-ha-ha-ha-hay?! St-ah-ha-ha-hap it! Please!”

His laughter was growing hysterical now, and it was as contagious as ever. Rapunzel giggled and flopped atop her beloved, ceasing her tickling as the two laughed together for a few more moments. She playfully poked and prodded at his sides just to hear him giggle and snort a few more times.

“You are really gonna get it, you know that?” Eugene teased, sending a warning squeeze to her side. She bit back a laugh as she pressed her forehead to his.

“Get what? A kiss? That would be nice~.”

“Nuance.”

Even the strongest, boldest man she’s met had a weakness as silly as her own. With these knew discoveries in mind, she figured their future tickle fights may be evened out a bit better than before.

[msmarvelouswinchester]

Apple Pie Life

Summary - Sam and Dean gets zapped into our universe again but this time it reminds them of the life they never had. (I am so bad at summaries)

Pairing - Sam x Dean (platonic)

Warning - Angst, Fluff, Swearing

Requested by Anon - Hi! Ok so your probably not taking any like prompts and maybe this is already written but like I read this on Pinterest: So dean and Sam going back to Jensen and Jared’s world again but this time they meet the kids. Imagine thomas running to Sam and calling him daddy because he thinks it’s Jared. Dean meeting jj and holds her while she smiles at him.And them just silently crying for a life they never had. That’s was the prompt and I need it.

A/N - My first request fic. Hope you like this Anon! Happy reading!

"Dude! Where the hell are we?" Dean asked while looking around room which was beautiful but a little too exquisite for his taste.

"Dean? That's-look at this", Sam pointed at a picture which was placed on top of the fire place.

"What?" Dean said with a frown on his face and looked at the picture Sam was pointing at. It was a wedding photograph of him and-

"Is that...Sister Jo? What the hell?" Dean asked his eyes widening at thought that 'he' married Jo.

"I-I guess so", Sam said.

The Winchesters were interrupted when suddenly two tiny bodies crashed into Dean. The sudden impact made Dean fall ungraciously on his ass and before he could understand what was happening, the tiny bodies started to pile up on his body and started showering him with kisses and hugs.

Sam looked with an amused and confused expression on his face at his brother who was trying to dodge the attacks made by the kids but froze when he felt a small pair of arms wrapped around his leg.

"Daddy?" Sam looked down to see a little boy of almost eight staring up at him with brown eyes. "D-daddy?" Sam's breathing hitched when he realised the little boy was his literal reflection. Sam bend down to get himself to the same height as the boy.

"Hey kiddo", Sam smiled at the boy. The kids had climbed down from Dean's body and now stood in front the hunters. Sam stifled a laugh when he saw his brother who was lying on the ground catching his breath.

"Daddy! Come on", a little blonde girl tugged at Dean's flannel.

"Where are you taking us?" Sam asked the girl.

"Daddy! You promised us that you will take us to the icecream. Unca Jensen! You promised JJ", the boy whined.

"Daddy! Zeppy, Arrow and Odette are with Mommy and Aunt Mama. We want icecream", the girl, JJ pouted at the hunters.

"Okay okay. We will take you for the icecream. But can you give D-daddy and uh..Uncle...some time?" Dean asked JJ.

"Okay", the kids groaned and left the room.

"Hey! Stay inside the house! All of you", Sam called out behind the kids.

"Dude, what the hell?" Dean asked.

"I don't know", Sam frowned.

"No seriously! What the hell?" Dean started to pace around the room.

"Come on", Sam grabbed Dean's attention, "we need to find a laptop".

The hunters started checking every room for a laptop.

"Ahah!" Sam exclaimed when he saw one in a room which appeared to be an office room.

Sam opened the laptop and it was not password protected and he started typing on it.

"So get this. You are Jensen Ackles, I'm Jared Padalecki"-

"Wait a minute! Didn't we come here to this universe when Balthazar zapped us?" Dean tilted his head in confusion, "but there were no kids that time".

"I think this is the same universe but the actors now have kids. So you or the actor who looks like you has three kids, JJ, Zeppelin and Arrow. And me or Jared also has...three kids. Tom, Shep and Odette", Sam said.

"Why would the witch send us to this weird universe?" Dean asked flailing his hands around him to point at his surroundings.

"I don't know, Dean! The witch said something with 'et quae aliquando viderat' which means", Sam started typing again, "everything you dreamed of".

"Son of a bitch! I hate witches", Dean groaned, "what are we supposed to do now? Take the kids to the icecream and pretend that everything's fucking awesome?" Dean asked.

"Yeah I guess. I mean we promised them after all....you know what, you go with them. I will be here and try to figure out how to get back", Sam said receiving a nod from his brother.

"Great! So I'm stuck with three hyperactive munchkins", Dean groaned but went out of the room in search of the kids.

"Hey kiddos! Who wants icecream?" Dean yelled out and immediately he heard the pitter patters of small feet.

"Daddy will not go with us?" The boy who was called Shep asked.

"Shep,D-Daddy's got some work", Dean patted the boy's head but he saw the boy's lips start to quiver.

"Hey, hey! Daddy will make up to you", Dean started to soothe the boy.

"But Daddy promised!" The boy yelled. Dean felt like a fish out of water. He didn't know how to handle the situation.

"How about we cancel the icecream plan and watch a movie at home instead. Uncle..J-Jared can join in too", Dean tried to reason with the kids.

"Okay", the kids groaned but eventually agreed and Shep finally cheered up.

"Can I watch 'punzel?" JJ asked.

"'Punzel?" Dean cocked his head at JJ.

"No you can't! We watch Coco", Tom argued.

Dean and the three kids settled down into a couch. He started the movie and wrapped his arms around the kids out of his natural instinct, pulling them closer towards him.

Halfway through the movie, Sam walked into the room but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene in front of him. His brother was watching some stupid animation movie with kids but there was a smile of content playing on his lips. That's what they always wanted right? A family, a normal life. Sam felt his eyes become moist.

"Dea-Jensen?" Sam cleared his throat.

"Daddy! Come join us!" Tom called out from the couch.

"I will buddy. Jensen, c-can I talk to you for a second?" Dean nodded at Sam and pointed at the little girl who was holding him in a iron grip.

"I'll be back in a minute. Let me go talk to Uncle Jared, okay sweetheart?" Dean kissed the forehead of the girl and went to talk to Sam.

"What's up? Dude, you gotta check this movie out. I get why the kids love the movie so much". Dean chuckled at the thought of liking an animated movie.

"We can go back to our universe by doing a spell reversal", Sam said coming straight to the point.

"Oh", Dean said and looked back into the room.

"Dean?" Sam asked, "we need to go back so that Jared and Jensen can come back here. It's their life not ours".

"Uh-yeah. Yeah I know. Just give me five minutes", Dean said and walked back into the room.

"Hey JJ? Can you give me a hug?" Dean's voiced cracked a bit.

"Of course Daddy!" JJ said and wrapped her tiny hands around Dean, "Why you sad daddy?"

"Daddy's not sad sweetheart. He j-just really happy that he got to see you", Dean whispered to JJ.

"Why is Unca Jensen sad?" Shep asked and crawled onto Sam's lap when he walked over and took a seat on the couch beside them.

"He is not sad, kiddo. He is-" Sam stole a glance at his brother. They didn't even know the kids very well but it all felt so normal, like they had known this kids from their birth - like they were their own. He had noticed how shocked Dean was when JJ had called him Dad but his eyes had lit up like a kid on a Christmas morning. He looked at the little boy on his lap.

"Sammy", Sam was broken from his trance when he heard Dean calling his name.

"Hey kiddos. We'll be back in a few minutes, okay? Me and Uncle...Jared need to take care of something", Dean spoke softly to the kids.

"Daddy, can you we watch another movie after this?" JJ inquired.

"Yes, yes you can baby girl", Dean smiled at her and gave her one last hug.

"Your dad will be back", Dean got up and motioned his brother to follow him. Sam pulled the kids into a tight hug. He could feel his eyes started to water. He let go of the kids saying a silent goodbye to them and followed his brother out of the room.

"Do the spell. Let's get this over with", Dean sniffled.

Sam eyed his brother and started reading the spell aloud. Within minute they found themselves back in the safe place of the bunker.

"It worked", Dean said as if he didn't want the spell to work.

"Yeah, yeah it did. Dean, what happened"-

"Let's forget about it. The kids got back their own dads, I don't want to hear about this anymore. We have more important thing in our hands now. Chuck", Dean kept quiet for a moment.

"Sammy, I know what you're thinking but trust me when I say the apple pie life is not in our cards. This life, we can't escape it. We both tried brother but it always comes back and bites us in the ass", Dean said and went off to the kitchen to get himself a drink.

Sam scoffed at Dean's words. They needed to save the world, again. Why was it always upon them to save the goddamn world? Why couldn't they have what those two actors had? Why did they have to experience that just because a witch had zapped them to that universe? Why couldn't they just be happy for once?

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[big4girl]

The Promise

An idea that popped into my head. Enjoy some Hiccunzel fic.

****

“Hiccup?”

“Yeah, Rapunzel?”

“Promise that we’ll always be best friends?”

Little 8-year-old Hiccup smiled toothily at Rapunzel. “Yeah, I promise.”

Little 7-year-old Rapunzel held up her pinkie finger. “Pinkie promise?”

Hiccup wrapped his pinkie around her’s. “Pinkie promise.”

****

10-year-old Rapunzel stood on her front steps, crying.

11-year-old Hiccup stood in front of her. “Punzel, please don’t cry.”

Rapunzel sniffed. “But- but I don’t wanna move away! I wanna stay here, with you!”

Hiccup wrapped his arms around Rapunzel. She buried her face into his shoulder, coating his jacket with snot and tear. He didn’t care. “I promised that we’d always be best friends, remember?”

“Yeah...” Rapunzel said, muffled into his shoulder.

“Well, since you’re moving away, I think it’s your turn to pinkie promise.”

Rapunzel picked her head up, still sniffing, but smiled sadly at him. “Okay.”

Hiccup raised his pinkie.

Rapunzel wrapped her’s around his before bursting into tears again and jumping back into a hug.

****

“Here.”

Rapunzel looked over at Hiccup.

They were sitting on Hiccup’s roof, right across from Rapunzel’s house and close enough together to jump across back and forth.

She took the small box from his hand. “What’s this for?”

“Well,” Hiccup avoided her eyes. “Since you’re moving away tomorrow and I won’t get to celebrate your birthday with you this year, I thought you might like your present now.”

Rapunzel smiled at him and opened the box.

Inside sat a small ring with a sun on it. It had obviously been taken out of a gumball machine, but Rapunzel practically glowed as she picked it up.

“Hiccup I love it!” She exclaimed, hugging him.

Hiccup hugged her back.

“Hey, Hic?”

“Yeah, Punz?”

“Will you marry me someday?”

Hiccup was surprised at her question and took a moment to think about it.

“Yeah. Yeah, I will, someday.”

Rapunzel smiled at him. “Pinkie promise?”

Hiccup smiled back at her. “Pinkie promise.”

Their fingers interlocked one last time.

****

17-year-old Hiccup stood at his locker, pulling his history book out of it as his friends stood next to him, arguing.

“Ya really think tha’ Bunnymund will let us outta sprints taday? No way!” Merida said.

“He said that if one student can beat him in a race then we’ll get out of it for the rest of the month and I for one can bet that I can take that old hare.” Jack replied.

Merida and Jack were his two best friends. They’d started hanging out their freshman year when they all sat at the back of Mr. Pitchiner’s English class.

They spent the class making snarky remarks to one another and complaining about reading Romeo and Juliet (that they all secretly enjoyed).

“Care ta weigh in ‘ere, Haddock?” Merida asked before noticing the awestruck look on her friend’s face. “Er, Hiccup?”

Merida and Jack followed his gaze down the hallway where a long-haired blonde was walking, arms crossed over her books that were tight to her chest. It wasn’t hard to tell she was new and has no idea where she going.

“Close your mouth, Hiccup or you might start to drool.” Jack remarked, but Hiccup couldn’t hear him over the thousands of thoughts going through his head as the blonde came ever closer to them.

It was Rapunzel. It had to be. No one else he’d ever known had green eyes like her’s or the brightest blonde hair or- did she get braces? Her buck teeth were gone. He could tell by the way she bit her lip. Her freckles looked to still be there, though, if only he could get a closer look-

“Hiccup?”

The boy in question’s thoughts halted right there as Rapunzel stopped right in front of him.

“Rapunzel?”

He looked down at her hands and, sure enough, there on her finger was a plastic yellow ring with the sun on it.

Rapunzel smiled. “It’s good to see you! You got so tall! And are wearing contacts now, apparently.”

Hiccup laughed, scratching the back of his neck. “Uh, yeah, I got them in 8th grade. But look at you! You’re beauti- uh- um- very grown-up. Braces?”

“Yeah,” Rapunzel said. “Got them in 7th grade. Worst three years of my life. Worth it, though, I guess.”

Hiccup nodded, eyes not leaving her’s for a second. They were mesmerized with each other. It was like nobody else existed.

Someone cleared their throat beside them.

“Care to introduce us to your friend, Haddock?” Jack asked.

“Oh, uh, yeah. Rapunzel, these are my friends Jack and Merida. Guys, this is Rapunzel. She was-” Hiccup was suddenly hit with a memory. “She is my best friend.”

Rapunzel smiled up at him.

“And kind of my fiancee, in a way.”

Merida chocked on her sports drink. “Yer what?!”

Hiccup and Rapunzel laughed.

“It’s a long story.”

****

It was like she’d never left.

Hiccup and Rapunzel instantly fell into step with one another.

Sure, they had a lot to catch up on, but it was like they were little kids on the swing-set again.

Her favorite food was still hazelnut soup. Her favorite color was still purple. Her favorite movie was still “The Princess Bride”. She still loved to paint. And she still wore his ring.

“I can’t believe you kept that.” Hiccup said as they chatted during his lunch hour.

Rapunzel laughed. “I’d be surprised if it could come off my finger. I’ve barely ever taken it off since you gave it to me.”

Hiccup hadn’t changed at all, either, Rapunzel thought.

He still hated fish with a passion. His favorite color was still green. His favorite movies were still Star Wars. He still loved animals. And he was still the adorkable kid she loved.

“You two are sickeningly sweet, you know?” Jack said. “It’s making me so nauseous, I’m almost considering giving the rest of my hamburger to Merida.”

“Cool.”

“I said considering.”

Rapunzel laughed. “I think we’re going to be great friends, you guys.”

“Same ‘ere, blondie, same ‘ere.”

****

“Soooo” Rapunzel said as she and Hiccup walked out of the building after school. “Still wanna marry me?”

Hiccup laughed. “I pinkie promised, didn’t I? Those things are binding.”

Rapunzel shoved his shoulder with hers. “Seriously.”

Hiccup smiled at her. “Yeah. Yeah, I will. Someday.”

Rapunzel wrapped her pinkie around his. “Someday sounds good to me.”

[roseszain]

153, 134, 66! 💕

153: Drunk or highI’ve only ever been kinda buzzed, so I have next to no experience with either? Can i say both or either?

134: Singing or dancingI love doing both, though I get big anxiety doing either in front of people. And it’s been so long since I was in dance classes, I more choreograph stuff in my mind. But singing is my main love. Singing along to songs, belting songs when no one’s around. Fantastic.

66: People that make you happy

@floral-enby, @malevolentmouse @marauders-mess @sterekdyke, @rae-punzel, @snack-thief-keith. Love yall. You’re such amazing friends and significant others to me. Also shoutout to fic writers for making me happy too

[iyansommerset]

Art: SitCotSQ The Passion of the Punzel WiP

What have I been up to the past few days? (at least on the art side?) A little piece that’s part of a series I’m calling “The Passion of the Punzel”. It’s from my upcoming Slaves in the Court of the Snow Queen fic. The backstory involves Elsa taking over the world. Which leads us to the crucifixion of Rapunzel.

Been working on it for a few days.

Yeah, I’ve been hovering between a couple of pieces without actually finishing anything. It’s just my usual process (even with writing).

This one’s been something I’ve been wanting to do for a LOOOONG time, but I never felt like I had the technical skill to go through with it. After years of experience, I’m proud to say that yes, practice practice practice does work and I’m decent enough to pull this off.