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the mouse has snipers outside ready to take the shot and stop my sinful hand i need to leave
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y’all i don’t know a thing my dudes but these guys have this nice rp going on lovely imagery good characterization i’ll just go prepare to flee the country now
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might as well be a tree cuz im so sappy eyy and need to leave ayyy i’ll see myself out
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as promised more canoodling w these two in a ‘i totally meant to do that’ addition to this ?? yeah we’ll go w that
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hm a comic? of sorts ?
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When she called them their little people, Eugene can't even hide the smile on his face and the way he got choked up, wiping away the worried look that he was sporting due to her most recent contraction.
"Ours," he reaches out, rubbing her leg lovingly. "All ours. Only ours. And while they may be technically ours, they're always going to belong to themselves. And be their own people. To grow up good, and loved, and warm. And happy."
Like neither of them had themselves.
The ground beneath their caravan changed to bumpy stone, jostling both of them lightly, but signaling that they were now getting into town and getting closer to the safety and comfort of someone with more medical experience than the two of them.
coronas-dashing-rogue:
runningracingdancingchasing:
Normally, a foot rub from Eugene would be heaven. How many times in the past nine months had he sat patiently rubbing her feet, and she’d sunk into the pleasure and relief of it? Now, it was barely a distraction, but that wasn’t his fault, and so she made sure to smile her gratitude.
Traitorous thoughts kept racing through her head, about her mom’s complications while pregnant and wondering if they’d done the right thing, leaving Corona far behind them to live a simple life. Was that fair to the two babies about to enter the world? Didn’t they deserve all the comfort and security being royalty would grant them?
But then she remembered what made them leave all those months ago, all the pressure and being caged into a life she had no choice in. They’d left because freedom was a better option. They’d talked about this so many times. They’d bought this little caravan so that they’d have a roof over their heads and still be able to travel. This bohemian life was exactly what their children deserved.
“Be patient, little bobbins,” she murmured upon Eugene’s request. “Just hold on a little longer. This wait is nothing. You should try living in a tower for eighteen years.”
Except, no. They shouldn’t try that. She wouldn’t wish that life on anyone.
“There are absolutely two,” she assured him with a thin chuckle. “And one of them is a great dancer.”
“Oh, they totally get that from you, then,” he responded with a warm smile. He had gotten so used to associating the twins with still being unknown, since hey couldn’t physically see them. But when Rapunzel told him something like that, something that reminds him that they are living and breathing and have their own little personalities, the feeling of love grows even more overwhelming and it made it so much more real to him.
“I can’t wait to see what else they’re like,” he murmurs, giving her a warm smile, hoping possibly talking about the positives of their situation would distract her from the negatives. “What their little personalities will be like. I think that’s one of the things I’m the most excited for.”
“The books say that–” She cut herself off and squeezed her eyes shut, concentrating on breathing and not groaning while a particularly long contraction twisted her up inside. “They book says that,” she started again, once it was over. She couldn’t let Eugene worry. That would just make it worse, “their personalities are pretty clear after only a few months. And I’ve talked to women here and there who say that their kids are still basically interested in the same kinds of things that they were when they were little.”
She wondered if that was true for her. She supposed she’d always been an artist, and had always been interested in learning all she could. It wasn’t just the boredom.
“They’re almost here, Eugene. Little people. Our little people.”
The old fears that she’d turn out to be like Gothel were starting to bubble under the surface again, and she blamed the stress of the moment for that.
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"Oh, they totally get that from you, then," he responded with a warm smile. He had gotten so used to associating the twins with still being unknown, since hey couldn't physically see them. But when Rapunzel told him something like that, something that reminds him that they are living and breathing and have their own little personalities, the feeling of love grows even more overwhelming and it made it so much more real to him.
"I can't wait to see what else they're like," he murmurs, giving her a warm smile, hoping possibly talking about the positives of their situation would distract her from the negatives. "What their little personalities will be like. I think that's one of the things I'm the most excited for."
coronas-dashing-rogue:
runningracingdancingchasing:
“I don’t think it could possibly hurt,” she chuckled thinly. “Don’t know if it’ll help, either, but it’s worth a shot.”
It was hard to focus on anything but what was happening with her. She was barely aware of Pascal scampering up beside her and petting her hair. Usually, she was aware of the swaying of their wagon as it moved, the creaking of the structure, but she didn’t even hear it now. There was just this pain, anticipation, excitement, and yes, fear. Plus Eugene. She was very aware of Eugene’s presence.
“How long until we get there?” she wondered. She was ready for this to be done, to fall into an exhausted heap with her new babies and sleep until she had no more sleep left in her.
At her approval, Eugene started to rub her foot, gently at first to make sure he wasn’t doing anything to make her even more uncomfortable than she already was. He focused extra hard on the way his thumbs moved, the distraction helpful. He was always surprised at how soft her feet were, even though she lived to feel the ground beneath them without a barrier. He was surprised by her constantly, it seemed. Both her strength and her grace, never faltering no matter what this seemingly cruel world threw at her. Leaving him in awe, standing in the glow she radiated through even the most mundane of times.
He has been worried, at times, that he wasn’t going to be able to do this. He wasn’t going to be enough for her, or for the two souls knocking on the door to come Earth-side. But when he looked at her and saw her, raw and real and pure, he felt calmer. She’d never expect anything from him he couldn’t handle. And if she did, then he needed to believe in himself, because she was always correct when it came to him. Even if it stung at times, or he didn’t believe it himself
Even now, the strength she was showing left him feeling so proud of her. He could see the pain and timid nervousness in her eyes and features, but knew anyone else in her position wouldn’t be handling it nearly as well. She was an inspiration, she was all his, and she was about to give him the greatest gifts he’ll ever receive. A thing years ago, he wouldn’t have considered a gift. A thing now he craved, only with her. A life of domestic simplicity with the little firecracker that was his wife and the mother of his children.
“Soon, I’d hope,” he responded a few moments later, once his brain caught up with the words she had said to him. “We aren’t too far, we made sure not to be too far away in case anything happened. Maybe twenty minutes at most? Max is hustling.”
He lifted her foot and pressed a kiss to the top. “You just tell those two to be patient just a little bit longer. Their dad is not a doctor, and he’s not looking for a hands on crash course today.”
Of course, if he needed to, he could. He was good in situations like that, where he needed to be level headed and make things happen for the safety of both his life and his family’s.
But he just needed a little freak out to build him up.
He switched to her other foot, starting the same way, and gave her a playful smile. “You are sure there’s two in there still, right?”
While his words were teasing, the thought of having twins was so ingrained in their lives now that he would be a little heartbroken if it ended up just being one. Though the doctors and Rapunzel were both very sure, it always nagged at Eugene’s inner thoughts, and wouldn’t feel real until he was holding them in his own arms. Two was crazy, but two will be their new normal. And two will be the adventure of a lifetime.
Normally, a foot rub from Eugene would be heaven. How many times in the past nine months had he sat patiently rubbing her feet, and she’d sunk into the pleasure and relief of it? Now, it was barely a distraction, but that wasn’t his fault, and so she made sure to smile her gratitude.
Traitorous thoughts kept racing through her head, about her mom’s complications while pregnant and wondering if they’d done the right thing, leaving Corona far behind them to live a simple life. Was that fair to the two babies about to enter the world? Didn’t they deserve all the comfort and security being royalty would grant them?
But then she remembered what made them leave all those months ago, all the pressure and being caged into a life she had no choice in. They’d left because freedom was a better option. They’d talked about this so many times. They’d bought this little caravan so that they’d have a roof over their heads and still be able to travel. This bohemian life was exactly what their children deserved.
“Be patient, little bobbins,” she murmured upon Eugene’s request. “Just hold on a little longer. This wait is nothing. You should try living in a tower for eighteen years.”
Except, no. They shouldn’t try that. She wouldn’t wish that life on anyone.
“There are absolutely two,” she assured him with a thin chuckle. “And one of them is a great dancer.”
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At her approval, Eugene started to rub her foot, gently at first to make sure he wasn't doing anything to make her even more uncomfortable than she already was. He focused extra hard on the way his thumbs moved, the distraction helpful. He was always surprised at how soft her feet were, even though she lived to feel the ground beneath them without a barrier. He was surprised by her constantly, it seemed. Both her strength and her grace, never faltering no matter what this seemingly cruel world threw at her. Leaving him in awe, standing in the glow she radiated through even the most mundane of times.
He has been worried, at times, that he wasn't going to be able to do this. He wasn't going to be enough for her, or for the two souls knocking on the door to come Earth-side. But when he looked at her and saw her, raw and real and pure, he felt calmer. She'd never expect anything from him he couldn't handle. And if she did, then he needed to believe in himself, because she was always correct when it came to him. Even if it stung at times, or he didn't believe it himself
Even now, the strength she was showing left him feeling so proud of her. He could see the pain and timid nervousness in her eyes and features, but knew anyone else in her position wouldn't be handling it nearly as well. She was an inspiration, she was all his, and she was about to give him the greatest gifts he'll ever receive. A thing years ago, he wouldn't have considered a gift. A thing now he craved, only with her. A life of domestic simplicity with the little firecracker that was his wife and the mother of his children.
"Soon, I'd hope," he responded a few moments later, once his brain caught up with the words she had said to him. "We aren't too far, we made sure not to be too far away in case anything happened. Maybe twenty minutes at most? Max is hustling."
He lifted her foot and pressed a kiss to the top. "You just tell those two to be patient just a little bit longer. Their dad is not a doctor, and he's not looking for a hands on crash course today."
Of course, if he needed to, he could. He was good in situations like that, where he needed to be level headed and make things happen for the safety of both his life and his family's.
But he just needed a little freak out to build him up.
He switched to her other foot, starting the same way, and gave her a playful smile. "You are sure there's two in there still, right?"
While his words were teasing, the thought of having twins was so ingrained in their lives now that he would be a little heartbroken if it ended up just being one. Though the doctors and Rapunzel were both very sure, it always nagged at Eugene's inner thoughts, and wouldn't feel real until he was holding them in his own arms. Two was crazy, but two will be their new normal. And two will be the adventure of a lifetime.
coronas-dashing-rogue:
runningracingdancingchasing:
In fact, she had completely forgotten about that, and a bright if pained smile spread. “You’re a genius, Eugene!” she beamed. “That sounds perfect!”
Counter pressure! Why hadn’t she thought of that?
Without any further preamble, she made her way slowly over to the bed and crawled in, sighing as she laid on her side and let the mattress cradle her weight. Everything hurt, and the things that didn’t hurt felt like they weren’t even there, she was so focused on the ache.
“It’s fascinating how things in the body are connected,” she rambled mindlessly, trying to distract herself. “And, I mean, I know that the lower back is right behind the uterus, but one tends to thing of it more like bowl-shaped, because your good ol’ bones are keeping the back part in place.”
He saw the pain in her smile and fought the urge to fret and worry, instead thinking of actual ways to help and be useful.
“Bodies are pretty crazy,” he replied, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently grabbing her foot. “The fact that you’re able to just….do what you’re doing is awesome.”
He hoped it was doing exactly what it was supposed to and that everything went smooth, perfect, and they could finally meet the twins.
“Would a foot rub help or hurt?” Eugene asked, moving his hand to gently rub her calf. “I cant imagine your foot would affect labor but I’m asking first.”
“I don’t think it could possibly hurt,” she chuckled thinly. “Don’t know if it’ll help, either, but it’s worth a shot.”
It was hard to focus on anything but what was happening with her. She was barely aware of Pascal scampering up beside her and petting her hair. Usually, she was aware of the swaying of their wagon as it moved, the creaking of the structure, but she didn’t even hear it now. There was just this pain, anticipation, excitement, and yes, fear. Plus Eugene. She was very aware of Eugene’s presence.
“How long until we get there?” she wondered. She was ready for this to be done, to fall into an exhausted heap with her new babies and sleep until she had no more sleep left in her.
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He saw the pain in her smile and fought the urge to fret and worry, instead thinking of actual ways to help and be useful.
"Bodies are pretty crazy," he replied, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently grabbing her foot. "The fact that you're able to just....do what you're doing is awesome."
He hoped it was doing exactly what it was supposed to and that everything went smooth, perfect, and they could finally meet the twins.
"Would a foot rub help or hurt?" Eugene asked, moving his hand to gently rub her calf. "I cant imagine your foot would affect labor but I'm asking first."
coronas-dashing-rogue:
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As the time wore on, she smiled less, not because she was less happy, but because she was distracted by her body and the way it kept pinching and twisting and squishing. And the twins weren’t being much help, either. They were making a ruckus in there!
She listened to his stories, but her mind kept wandering to what was going on inside her and drifting back to stories about her mom…
But no. This wasn’t the stage her mom was at when things went wrong. She’d made it past Arianna’s complications.
“Sorry, what?” she asked. He’d said something about bumps? Oh, Max! “No, I’m fine,” she assured him. “We’re fine.”
He tried to remain calm on the outside, focused on what they were doing, but he was hyper focused on her. He caught every shift and pause, sigh and stop of breath. Always ready in case things change, but trying to keep it to himself so he wouldnt bug her. After all, she was busy dealing with what her body was doing. He didn’t need to add to it.
“Okay,” he answered, glancing out the window, trying to gauge how far away they were. They were on a main stretch of road now, which had to mean they were close. “Shouldn’t be too long now.”
He thought of how he could help as he got up and quietly cleaned up what little mess they had made, being awfully particular about cleaning up. Maybe it was his nerves, or he needed a distraction.
“Remember what that one woman told us about how I could help?” He spoke up, speaking his thoughts out loud. “She said one of the best things I can do is be a counter pressure against the pain. Push in on your hips. If you need that, these hands are ready.”
In fact, she had completely forgotten about that, and a bright if pained smile spread. “You’re a genius, Eugene!” she beamed. “That sounds perfect!”
Counter pressure! Why hadn’t she thought of that?
Without any further preamble, she made her way slowly over to the bed and crawled in, sighing as she laid on her side and let the mattress cradle her weight. Everything hurt, and the things that didn’t hurt felt like they weren’t even there, she was so focused on the ache.
“It’s fascinating how things in the body are connected,” she rambled mindlessly, trying to distract herself. “And, I mean, I know that the lower back is right behind the uterus, but one tends to thing of it more like bowl-shaped, because your good ol’ bones are keeping the back part in place.”
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// congratulations on the baby! How you're both doing good <3
hi!!! thank you so much!! we are!! he's my favorite little dude and he's such a blast!! he keeps me busy, though!
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Disney: So then, while Eugene is fighting the Brotherhood and Rapunzel is fighting Cassandra, everyone else is going to be trapped in the Lost Realm where Zhan Tiri was for all those years!
Me: Oh, cool! So they’re going to fight Sugracha?
Disney: … Who?
Me: Sugracha the Eternal? She was one of Zhan Tiri’s disciples, and at the end of “Painter’s Block” she got trapped in the Lost Realm with her.
Disney:
Me: Ooh, and Tromus? I assume that’s where the House of Yesterday’s Tomorrow was sucked into at the end of “Rapunzeltopia.” So the gang gets sucked into the Lost Realm, and now they have to fight the Disciples!
Disney:
Disney:
Disney: No.
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Congrats on the baby ♥️! The last update was also about Rapunzel on the verge of giving birth so that’s a nice parallel 😅. I dunno if there is other way to read it other than scrolling back on the the thread and not closing tumblr app on my phone so I don’t loose the part whenever I took a break from reading and not have to do the scrolling again. It may take a few minutes and some patience to scroll back but you know what they say, “if there’s a will, there’s a way” and I also happen to have a lot of time so, yeah, easy-peasy 😏
no, that’s usually how i do it too, lol!! its just so time consuming!! but that's amazing you went through 3000 notes worth!!! thank you!! someday, ill put it all together in a document. XD
thank you!!! <3
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Same anon who asked about Breaking Point! Done reading up to the last update! It is sooo good! Are you planning to continue and finish this or this is as far as it gets? 😬
wooooah you managed to get all that read? how did you do it? i want to reread it too lol!! <3 we reply to it when we can! i just had a baby so that’s why its been very sporadic. things have been crazy! thank you though!! that thing has so many ups and downs, twists and turns. i love it!! @runningracingdancingchasing<3
(also seriously if you have a magic way that makes it easier to read them....let me know please LOL)
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THANK YOU ❤️❤️❤️
Hi! How can I read Breaking Point? Sorry for this ask since I cannot find the starting point and where to go next? 😬
believe me, nonny, i ask myself the same question LOL i tried to go back and at least find the first one for you but its so freaking massive it won’t let me. SOMEDAY i do plan on compiling everything together but ive been saying that since we started it XD but thank you for being interested in @runningracingdancingchasing and i’s shenanigans!!! that story is our giant baby LOL <3
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Hi! How can I read Breaking Point? Sorry for this ask since I cannot find the starting point and where to go next? 😬
believe me, nonny, i ask myself the same question LOL i tried to go back and at least find the first one for you but its so freaking massive it won’t let me. SOMEDAY i do plan on compiling everything together but ive been saying that since we started it XD but thank you for being interested in @runningracingdancingchasing and i’s shenanigans!!! that story is our giant baby LOL <3
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