#runningracingdancingchasing

[theknightofivanhoe]

In tribute to the Tangled-Xiaolin Showdown roleplay by @runningracingdancingchasing and @xiaolindude, here are some sketches of Rapunzel's life among the Xiaolin Warriors and her relationship with the 'Dragon of the Wind' Raimundo Pedrosa.

I started by showing the playful, sassy dynamics Rapunzel and Raimundo would exhibit between each other, then when they practise martial arts, Rapunzel playing a prank on Raimundo with Pascal ambushing him with a tongue in the ear. Rai gets grossed out while Rapunzel giggles uncontrollably.

Bex, or @runningracingdancingchasing, has shown Rapunzel to be a good friend, or even surrogate sister with Xiaolin 'Dragon of Fire' Kimiko Tohomiko. Having such a close relationship, Rapunzel and Kimiko have challenged each other to a race. Notice Master Fung and Dojo watching the two playing their little game.

Next Raimundo is making use of his elemental power to lift Rapunzel into the air so she can kick some butt from above. Notice Pascal hanging onto Rapunzel's lengthened hair for dear life!

As well as deep lovers, Raimundo and Rapunzel can be fierce fighters, Raimundo bowling over some ninjas and Rapunzel slashing them with her golden hair as though it were a whip.

Art is still a hobby of Rapunzel's, and who better to sketch the beauty of the human body than her Brazilian beau? Of course, Rapunzel, in just her vest and short shorts, doesn't mind in the slightest that Raimundo volunteers to let her paint him with his shirt off. Pascal is serving as her second opinion while she paints, but it seems Pascal will praise her artwork no matter how it looks.

Lastly Rapunzel and Raimundo, who's got on a Brazilian flag shirt, share a passionate kiss near a soothing seasape. For Rapunzel, Raimundo is everything she could want out of partner, life among the Xiaolin monks giving her a life beyond her wildest dreams. His wind powers and her sun-infused hair intertwine just like their relationship and many romantic adventures are in store for Raimundo and Rapunzel.

Hope this is to both your liking, @runningracingdancingchasing and @xiaolindude and it was a lot of fun coming up with these scenarios to bring your roleplay to life.

[boringa55binch]

Going by the colors on Rapunzel's paint palette in the pic where Eugene is hugging her from behind, do you have a mental image of what it is Rapunzel's painting?

Honestly when i put the first color there i had no idea what she was painting, but then i put the green and brown and just decided it was some kind of forested landscape.

Aside from her loved ones, i do think Rapunzel would enjoy painting landscapes a lot. It's a testament to her freedom, after all, that she's able to see and recreate all these new sights.

[ofsnarkandmagic]

Plotted Starter for @runningracingdancingchasing

Given that Mellie had spent most of her life around beaches, it was understandable that Melvin himself knew where most of them were in the London area alone--granted that meant a few hours away. Yet getting there was half the fun. He'd started talking with Rapunzel and Mellie a few days ago about it, deciding on that Penmon Point was the perfect place that what could only be term as the 'perfect beach'.

It was the perfect stargazing, had bioluminescent water and you could view the Aurora borealis! For the occasion, he'd waxed his motorcycle and got Gnocchi a little helmet, along with Rapunzel as well. Safety first after all! Since he'd got back, he not only adopted the Boston Terrier, but bought the motorcycle and modified it; to be able to fly no less. After all, he hadn't wanted to make a five-hour trip and instead opted for an hour and half instead.

They'd just landed extremely smoothly for two people and a dog on a motorcycle, the blonde male grinning from ear to ear as he looked back at his companions. "Ya a'right back there, Punzie? I tried not to land too hard." He couldn't judge how she was doing, and so he removed his helmet as to see her and Gnocchi better.

[xiaolindude]

cont. from [x] It had been too much. Just... too much. Rapunzel really enjoyed parties, for the most part: the energy, the music, the lights and colors... But tonight, for some reason, it was all bombarding on her senses, overwhelming her, and she felt her walls weakening. Disassociation was threatening. So she slipped away into their bedroom with the lights off and the door closed, Lia at her side. When Rai came in, she looked right at him, but it was clear that she almost didn't see him. She knew someone was there, but her mind was trying very hard to not identify him. Still, who else would it be? "I just... I needed a minute," she murmured, her fingers moving absently in Lia's fur. "Sorry. I didn't want to disappoint you or anyone. I'll try to pull myself together."

As much fun as he was having, circulating around all the guests at the party, laughing and joking and dancing and drinking, he noticed that it'd been a while since he'd seen Rapunzel. They didn't need to be glued to each other's sides, obviously, but he hadn't seen her for... what, at least twenty minutes now? Maybe more.

Rapunzel wasn't outside on the deck, nor was she getting another drink or some food. He found Ana instead, and nudged her in the side, leaning close so she could hear him over the music.

"You seen Punz?" He'd been drinking, enough to feel warm and light, but not enough to slur or confuse his words.

Ana thought for a moment, then nodded. "Pretty sure I saw her go upstairs a while ago."

So off he went, away from the crowd of people and the light and the music. Each step he took upstairs, the music grew a little quieter, a little more muffled. He went straight to their room and - voila.

Straight away, he knew something was off. She had that faraway look she got sometimes. It'd happened less and less the longer he'd known her, but now and then, she seemed to sort of... go somewhere else.

"Why're you apologising?" he asked with a frown, shaking his head. He went over to her and rested a hand gently on her arm. "Hey. Y'need some water or something?"

[cauterisen]

@runningracingdancingchasing asked:🍒 + @xiaolindude

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them. (accepting)

charlie! i've written with charlie for years, and i've always enjoyed her take on raimundo and how much she's developed him as a character with her headcanons and her writing! a lovely person as well, and i'm so happy to have had the opportunity to write with charlie and to consider charlie a friend! the xiaolin fandom is so much brighter and bigger with her in it <3

[seadrreams]

Hey. You're awesome and great and that anon is being rude and needs to back off. They shouldn't be policing your likes or your actions at all. Honestly "proshipping" and "antishipping" isn't something that people should be getting their panties in a twist about, anyway. This new rash of purity culture drives me up the wall.

Anyway, you didn't do anything wrong. 💕

aw bex I appreciate it sm <33

And yea I agree, it’s a mess and I wish I didn’t have to walk around eggshells and be extra super careful now bc now ppl would just point fingers and call you a proshipper without discussing with you first lmao but I’m too worried about this situation. By all means it was a mistake and everyone here has known me for a while that I’m heavily against such content lol

And anon ofc didn’t need to be rude lol

Tysm bex <33

[roygbivv]

ROY! So good to see you like a post again! I've missed your presence!(It's tangledbea, in case you didn't know.)

Tansi Bex! It’s so nice to hear that you’ve missed me, it means a lot! 🥹💕

I’ve been wanting to be more active again.

I do miss being in the fandom space, for all my interests.

I think my long ass hiatus should be coming to a close soon! I’m finally not so busy and I’ve been honing my craft lol. I don’t think I’m as much in my head as before.

Art it’s a messy skill and it doesn’t have a linear growing process. I think I’ve accepted that.

Regardless, thank you for sending me an ask! It’s nice to here from you! I hope you’re doing well 💕

(Maybe I’ll come back to my roots and make some Tangled fanart or redraw a piece. We’ll see 👀)

[jays-therapist]

I find it so interesting that you have "I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That)" on your Lance playlist, when I have "Everything Louder Than Everything Else" from the same album on mine!

THAT'S A REALLY GOOD SONG FOR HIM DJJDJD HOW DID I NOT THINK OF THAT

Meat Loaf just has immense Lance Strongbow vibes. Unlike the other songs in that playlist, I added I Would Do Anything For Love less because I thought the lyrics applied to him and more because it encapsulated his presence to me. There’s just something about an eleven-minute rock ballad about love, selflessness, and selfishness that says 💫Lance Strongbow💫. It's a theatre kid song, for sure.

Material Girl is in there for a similar reason. That, and because whenever I listen to it I imagine Lance strutting down the runaway in Ye Olde Chanel. Like I don't care if he never got a season two/three outfit, he's a fashion icon in my heart ♥

[xiaolindude]

Her smile was so tiny that it would’ve broken his heart if the thing wasn’t already smashed to smithereens. He focused on the way her hands felt around his, the warm familiarity of them and the way he could feel how much she loved him in her touch alone. Who knew when he’d zone out again? The thought scared him, knowing how upsetting it must be for everyone around him, let alone how unnerving it was for he himself. But they were working on it, right? The music and use of a fan had helped last time, he was sure. She was so damn smart.

“I know,” he told her softly. He knew, because he felt exactly the same. There was no way he’d ever leave her in a cabin to die, no matter how much she begged him. “… wasn’t fair for me to ask you to.” His voice was quiet, a little shake of his head. “M’sorry.”

For now, he finished up his dinner and water, slower and less enthusiastic than he would’ve been a few months ago. But he finished. Solid food - that was progress. And still, his hand remained between hers.

“… Real tired, linda. D’you wanna… go to bed?”

xiaolindude​:

runningracingdancingchasing​:

She lifted her eyes to meet his, and though she didn’t smile, there was gratitude there. She moved her hand carefully, obviously, and rested it near his, letting her fingers brush against his. There were things in her life that she knew he just couldn’t understand, like the part of her that still loved and missed Gothel despite everything. But this? This, he got. And she was so glad that there was someone she could relate this to. The corner of her mouth twinged into a smile.

“I will always do anything to protect you. Even from yourself. I might not always do everything you want, but I will always take care of you in the best way that I can. Even if it’s the wrong way.” She swallowed, and her eyes felt wet. She hadn’t meant to get emotional, but he’d asked her how she was, and she was being honest. “I-I’m sorry… for everything I’ve put you through. I’m sorry I led everyone right into their trap and put you in that situation. But I’m not sorry for worrying about you when you weren’t answering my calls, and I’m not sorry for checking on you. And I’m definitely not sorry for coming back for you afterwards.”

Her fingers brushed his; he didn’t jump thanks to how slow her movement had been, but he glanced down, a strange little tugging sensation fluttering in his stomach at the sight of their hands together like that. It’d been so, so long. 

She was getting emotional again and he absolutely couldn’t blame her. The tears in her eyes were clear, the catch in his voice, the slight frogginess that came with heavy emotion, but he didn’t know what to do about it. He couldn’t fix this. He’d always been bad at giving comfort, always preferring to provide distractions instead, but now he couldn’t even do that. He shifted uncomfortably and just let his little finger rest over hers, a comforting stroke here and there as she continued.

“… You don’t need to be sorry. You saved me. I’d given up, but you didn’t…” He couldn’t thank her yet, not when part of him still wondered if he would’ve been better off just freezing to death. But how selfish was that? “It’s okay. I would’ve done the same thing.” Of course he would’ve. It hadn’t been fair for him to ask her to kill him, or to go and not come back for him. He wouldn’t have listened either if the situation had been reversed. 

Another small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. It felt strange to even want to smile anymore, and she wished her face would do what she told it. But even if she’d managed to smile all the way, her eyes would have betrayed her, the sadness and weight of months still lingering there.

Reaching out, she covered his hand with her other one, resting it on top of both of theirs. “I will never give up on you, Raimundo Pedrosa.” His name was a breath, a prayer, spoken in a soft voice, pronounced right for the gravity of the situation. “Even when you think I should. Even when you think I should have long ago. It’s just�� it’s not who I am.”

She didn’t want him to go home, but she did. It was what was best for him. If that meant she had to go on missing him for months, so be it. But she’d still be waiting at the end of it, her faith in him unwavering. Sometimes it felt like it was the only thing that held her together the past several months.

[gottaeattolivegottastealtoeat]

STORM: receiver wraps a blanket around sender during a rainy night

It hadn't been long since the street rat had met a radiant, soft little ball of sunshine while trying to get out of a thunderstorm - get Abu to relative safety. The tower had been hidden away quite spectacularly, especially during the storm, but not spectacularly enough for him to miss the opening in the cliff wall leading to the cave that led - in a very decidedly spooky fashion - all the way to a magnificent little hidden grotto where the tower was. Curious after having found the grotto, our favorite little street rat climbed the tower up and up and up through the stormy weather until he reached the very top window(which seemed to be the only entrance and exit to the tower). The walls were painted and each painting displayed earnest dreaming and yearning for a place outside of this tower. After all, while warm and inviting - likely due to the influence of whosoever lived here - it was still a tower with only one entrance and exit.

A prison.

A short moment after looking around the tower, the hairs on the back of his neck began to raise - a warning of danger to come that he had developed from years of running from guards back in Agrabah - and he spun 'round to grab the wrist of a young woman who had been just about to assault him with a frying pan, of all things.

Aladdin tilted his head to one side quietly, brown eyes curiously observing her and her demeanor as she attempted to pull herself free of his grasp. Unluckily for the both of them, he decided to release her wrist just as she was attempting another pull to free herself from him, which sent her tumbling back into a tub of water that she had likely been saving to wash clothes or dishes at a later date - all dust in the wind in the face of this new predicament.

And so, with the sounds of a storm surrounding them, Aladdin lifted his hands in a small show of surrender to the blonde woman. Slowly, he moved towards a blanket that he had noticed she'd dropped earlier on, carefully bringing it over to her and wrapping it around her shoulders.

"Sorry for that."

[xiaolindude]

cont from here bc tumblr sucks ass

A thrill ran through her, a jolt of unadulterated excitement mixed with delight. It was a heady cocktail and it made her grin harder and her ears feel warm. “Future-Mrs-Pedrosa,” she echoed, smiling so big her cheeks hurt. “I like that! Too bad you’re not changing your name, too. Best I’ve got is future-husband. Hope you don’t mind.”

They were engaged! He’d said yes, and they were going to get married and she was going to be his wife and he was going to be her husband and they were going to be family forever! Because he’d said yes, because he actually wanted her this much! Just as she was!

“You’re kidding yourself if you think I’m not always sappy,” she snorted. She was, and she knew it. But yeah, maybe she was extra sappy right now, knowing she was going to be his wife soon. For really real! “Man, I’m glad you said yes, though,” she laughed.

"Future-husband works. I'd also accept 'hottest fiance anyone has ever had'..." He gave her a grin, nudging her playfully with the arm she had in her grip.

Rapunzel Pedrosa really did have a nice ring to it, didn't it? And the fact that they'd have the same initials was kinda funny. They could match. He laughed at her last comment, shaking his head in amusement as they made their way to the cotton candy vendor.

"I'd have to be pretty stupid not to. And I'm pretty but I'm not stupid," he decided firmly. "M'glad you asked." The addition was softer, gentler, the adoration written on every curve and line on his face.

[cauterisen]

I don't want you to think that I didn't see the ask you sent me earlier this month, because I did. I've just been sitting on it and smiling like an idiot whenever I read it, so I wanted to return the favor.

I know we don't RP or talk all that much, but I love seeing you on my dash. Your dedication to Kimiko is inspiring, and I hope I never lose that same gusto for Rapunzel. You're so kind and thoughtful, and I want us to always be mutuals. 🥰

2023 Is Almost Over

bex! i know that it's been a while but i do appreciate you so much and i always have. thank you for staying on my dash for so long and for being my friend for all of these years! you are such a kind and talented writer and person! your rapunzel is so bright and adorable and i love your clay portrayal very much. i love getting to write with you whenever it happens! thank you for so much for being my friend! let's hope that we get more opportunities to talk and write more this year! much love <3

[seadrreams]

👔 💭 🌈

👔- Least favorite character outfit?

unpopular opinion I think but I’m not big on Eugene’s TBEA coronation outfit. There’s also his Equis outfit. Cassandra’s moonstone fit is up there too. I thought it was cool but now idk lol

💭- How did you learn about TTS?

Ooh! I think I saw the trailer on YouTube when it was first announced. By chance I saw it on my recommendations, I was completely unaware of the fact TTS was on its way cause I didn’t have that much of an online presence. I didn’t watch the series till Big Brothers of Corona aired tho.

🌈- Best moment in the entire series?

I have a few :0 .. it’s gotta be New Dream’s final proposal for me. Rapunzel activating her powers for the first time in the season 1 finale. Um.. ready as I ever be. Decay Incantation. The King and Queen of Hearts 😌✨ anything New Dream related lol

Tangled Ask Game

[paintbrushnebula]

Eugene braiding Rapunzel's hair. ^_^

Art request by @runningracingdancingchasing !! Thanks for such a cute new dream suggestion! So sorry this took so long 😞

[nerdasaurus1200]

Redoing my hottest thief poll cause @runningracingdancingchasing made me realize I forgot a thief 🤣

[xiaolindude]

"I am lucky, then." His voice was soft, lips brushing against hers as he spoke. "To have you to protect me. I will certainly be safe in your care," he played, but meant it entirely. His thumb stroked her cheek bone and he stole one last gentle kiss, savouring the taste of her lower lip as he drew away.

Still, a blush warmed his cheeks. When would that stop? Would it ever?

Another sip of his drink, a bite of food, and he shifted a little closer to her so they were properly pressed together on the settee.

xiaolindude​:

runningracingdancingchasing​:

Rapunzel’s eyebrows flew up at his declaration, despite his slightly amused tone.

“Do not speak ill of yourself, Raimundo Pedrosa,” she said at once. “I shall not hear of it. Should I be better off to not associate with you? I think not! My life would be all the dimmer, lacking in both color and levity. You are a delight, loyal and true, and anyone worth their merit should count themselves lucky to keep your company, regardless of your bank ledger.”

Of course she knew that their eventual marriage would save him and his family, and that it was because of her father’s wealth, which would transfer to him, that he was able to pursue her at all. But it broke her heart to hear him make light of his struggles and think, even in jest, that people were better off not associating with him because of them.

“My life would be poorer for lacking of you, not richer.”

Oh! He had not expected her to defend him so fiercely from himself, and the surprise was written on his face. He could not quite believe the conviction with which she spoke of him, the praise she heaped upon him that he was sure he had not earned. And yet she quite clearly meant and felt every word.

For a while, he just stared at her, taking it all in, feeling her praise and the warmth it sent through him. Good Lord, she was wonderful. Finally, a smile broke across his blushing face, and he leaned in to kiss her sweetly. 

“Thank you, darling,” he murmured and kissed her again, brushing his free hand over her cheek. 

His smile was brilliant and that, combined with his blush, made him just so darling that her heart was doing acrobatics in her chest as she gazed up at him. Despite still feeling somewhat perturbed, her brow unknit, and by the time he was leaning in, she was practically not frowning anymore.

She met his lips with a gentle kiss of her own, leaning into his touch. “You are welcome,” she murmured. “But I mean it. I shall defend you from anyone who comes swinging, including yourself. To speak ill of yourself is to convince yourself of its truth, but the same is true for the reverse. If you are kind to yourself, you will feel that kindness in your heart, as surly as a stranger you were kind to would feel it.”