𝓘 𝓢𝒆𝒆 𝓽𝓱𝒆 ℒ𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

When her hand lightly touched his own, Eugene felt a wave of warmth wash over him. All at once, Rapunzel had comforted his straying thoughts and made everything feel better. It always surprised the male just how she knew the right thing to say and do. And right now, the tiniest action by her held a tremendous amount of meaning for him. But her words spoke volumes. She was right. There was no other way to look at this. He was in control, if he so wanted it.

“Yeah, I could find the answers. But I’m already 24. My parents have already been out of my life for twenty years. It’s a mute point at this moment in my life.”

Eugene let out a heavy sigh as his brown eyes cast downward. “It’s just one of those what-if things that I constantly think about. And I hate worrying about this irrelevant stuff. I mean, look at me!” One of his hands flew to eyes as he stretched the skin on the corner of them. “I have worry lines. Worry lines. How often have you seen my perfect complexion ruined, Rapunzel?”

Another movement by the girl calmed his nerves, and he felt his heart slow as he exhaled a long breath. “You’re right,” he said, casting a wry smile in her direction. “Besides, we’ve got the holiday season to look forward to. And a lot of kids who are looking forward to meeting a pretty lady that isn’t Mrs. Johnston or one of her helpers.” He wondered which crow-feeted ladies were still there. Surely Mr. Borack, the chef, was still there. Eugene shivered at the thought of the old menu that had been served to him.

“I’m personally looking forward to some hot cocoa. The orphanage may not have been a place that many of us called home, but Mrs. Johnston also made the best drinks to cheer us up.”

    She kept her hand on his as he spoke, she knew a reassuring touch always helped let others know they weren’t alone, that they were there and it was ok. She rubbed his hand slightly as he spoke of the what ifs, something she could understand greatly. What if’s had kept her awake into the long hours of the night, they were a pain and she’d suffered by herself back then with them. She wouldn’t let Eugene do that.

    “I don’t think you’ll every really be able to stop thinking about those what-if things, but just know that really there was nothing that you could have done to change anything. You can only do things to change the future.” She smiled softly as she squeezed his hand slightly. “Plus, i think the worry lines add to your looks~” She added with a small laugh.

    McCree was a little shocked that she– Rapunzel– knew his name already. He’s never seen here before tonight. Huh, guess not all RAs are absent from their students’ lives.

    But, the name did sound pretty nice, “Oh, well, howdy there! That’s a pretty name ya got there, and it is also my pleasure of meeting you,” he smiled at her, as she was already lifting his bad mood away.

    “Now, you’re night of bein’ on call must be so excitin’ that singin’ and…paintin’, is that wahat’cher doin’? Are the only things that are keepin’ you awake right now,” McCree tried to make his sarcasm light and friendly, but his words have been known to be misinterpreted. 

    McCree could’t never be a RA: he could barely take care of himself, Hanzo was always reminding him to eat food, drink water, and do his friggin’ homework on time.

    “Thank you.” She smiled softly at him, she could see now how he and Flynn were good friends, they had the same easy way of flatering someone with the littlest things.

     His sarcasm about her night made her laugh softly as she put down her paint brush to look up at him and have a proper conversation, after all this was one of her best friends closest friends and she didn’t want to be rude. She also wanted to use this time to get to know him herself too.

starsandlanterns: 

    A small sigh escaped her lips at his words, so it was a natural reaction. Something between them changed because of what happened and whatever that thing was formed a new connection with them and all she had to do was figure out what exactly it was. It seemed the professor might be able to figure it out.

    The only strange thing was that she hadn’t felt this for anyone else. She and Cass had been childhood friends and she too had helped her out during the summer where she could yet nothing changed between them which confused her greatly. She cared just as much about Cass as she did Flynn so what was the difference?

    “No I haven’t, which is strange. My friend Cass was there for me such as much as Flynn was but I’m still normal around her.”

    Reinhardt shook his head at Rapunzel, his message wasn’t really getting across.

    Smiling at her, “Well, maybe you have a different feeling for your friend, Cass was it? Since she’s a girl, and Flynn’s a man.”

    Reinhardt didn’t want to be too blunt with Rapunzel, since he loved to watch and see the figurative cogs in his students’ heads figure out and piece together the clues he would throw out, but, since this is a more sensitive issue, he wanted to give her a helping hand a little.

    Reinhardt swallowed a little, and decided it was best for him to really show her that these feelings are normal, “You see, I’ve had these feelings once, a long, long time ago. We were enlisted together during my time with the army, and we forged many great memories together. And like you, I started to get those same feelings: butterflies in the stomach, nervousness, and some awkward sweating…though I do not know if you have that part yet. But. I never acted on those feelings, and she did her enlistment, and she went back to Egypt. While I never wish to go back in time and reverse what my younger self did…I do often daydream about what could have been.”

    Reinhardt looked at Rapunzel, a small smile on his face, “And I don’t want you to regret not taking action either. Explore these new feelings Rapunzel, but also don’t obsess over them. I know you are a brilliant girl, and that can sometimes get in the way of the obvious…and the solution is just staring you in the face right now Little One.”

    “A different feeling?” Rapunzel questioned with a small head tilt before her expression changed to one of concentration after she listened to the rest of his words. Obviously there were different feelings but it didn’t mean that she cared about her two friends differently, did their genders really have anything to do about it though?  But his story, his story sounded like something you’d see in a....

     Her eyes widened suddenly with realization at his words, a sudden blush spreading across her face as her hands cupped her cheeks.

Eugene reveled at the air difference within his dorm building. Allergies were no joke to the male, and the sweet comforts of indoors were the only thing that could possibly save him from dreaded plants and pollen.

Which actually sucked because Eugene very much enjoyed being outdoors. But the risk of sinus issues and a stuffy nose outweighed his enjoyment.

Before the brunet could begin his trek towards his room, a voice called out to him. Now, he had peculiar keen hearing and he knew immediately that this was one of the RAs for the Ursa Major building. The girl’s blonde hair always stood out to Eugene, and it honestly could help any person to find her in a large crowd. 

“Not entirely busy,” he quickly replied. Honestly, it was curiosity that held his attention. The boy had nothing to do except spend some alone time with his pillow and some shows. It was a way to pass the time. But right now: Rapunzel held his attention. “What’s up, Blondie?” 

    Rapunzel felt a strong sense of hope suddenly fill her at his reply, but she knew better than to jump to conclusions. She quickly made her way over to him trying to find the proper words to make the offer sound appealing, and maybe not as desperate as she sorta felt. 

    “Well you see, I have this assignment coming up and I need a model after mine had to cancel and well, do you think you could help me out? I know it’s really sudden, but the moment I saw you walk in I realized that you’d be perfect to sketch!” 

enjoy and feel free to make any changes !

Class

“[txt] can you send me notes? i don’t get anything the professor says”

“[txt] we should totally start a study group!”

“[txt] can you sign my name on the attendance sheet?”

“[txt] ive given up on going to class.”

“[txt] theres EXTRA CREDIT!!!”

“[txt] ive changed my major 4 times so idk”

Fun

“[txt] i know it’s 2 am but we should get some food” / “[txt] it’s ONLY 2 am”

“[txt] there’s this really cool event on the quad tonight, we should go”

“[txt] did someone spray paint that statue’s dick again?”

“[txt] the professor was really doing the most today.. -image attached-”

“[txt] there’s free pizza”

“[txt] we should hang out tonight, my roommate skipped town”

Roommates

“[txt] who ate my cereal?”

“[txt] i’m NOT doing the dishes again” / “[txt] im letting them soak”

“[txt] if i have to hear you mewling like a kitten in heat at 3 am one more time i just might fling myself off the dorm rooftop”

“[txt] it’s not a party if the only people around are the ones that live here”

“[txt] can you stop texting me from the other room?”

“[txt] i thought i asked for some privacy??”

Obstacles

“[txt] i can’t afford to go out tonight”

“[txt] there was a RAT”

“[txt] obviously the only solution is to run away from my problems”

“[txt] college is hard.”

“[txt] i just get homesick sometimes”

“[txt] if only there was FUCKING parking”

Parties

“[txt] someone threw up in the sink”

“[txt] can you come pick me up? things have gotten kinda crazy”

“[txt] i found out what a kegstand is”

“[txt] so m aybe i dou knowe how 2 dance *beer emojis*”

“[txt] i could be studying right now”

“[txt] people are talking to me. im panicking.”

Finals

“[txt] everything hurts and i’m dying”

“[txt] sleep?? idk her”

“[txt] please just take a nap” / “[txt] just take a nap with me”

“[txt] i havent had anything other than coffee in 72 hours”

“[txt] should i drop out? i think ill drop out.”

Thanks for coming to chit chat with me in the stream!

For once, picarto worked for me and my computer didn’t blow up!

It had been easier than he thought to get this off his chest. For months Eugene had thought about the sheer idea of revealing this information to Rapunzel, to show that he trusted her, to show this side of him to her, to let her know everything about him which was something that no one had the honor of having.

Every uncertainty that Eugene had felt had melted away with the warmth and reassurance that Rapunzel had given him. His hand subconsciously raised and rested on one of her arms, reveling in the feeling that resonated in his chest. This was nice, despite the circumstance.

“I guess… that you’re right,” he said, pausing his statement to search for the correct words to say. He was almost tongue tied as he struggled to keep his composure. If it wasn’t for Rapunzel, he might have lost it. “But it’s still difficult because I was their child; why did they keep me so long just to get rid of me? What were their motives? These are answers that I will never get.”

He sighed as his head dropped, brown eyes searching for something, anything, on the ground. “Eugene, Flynn.. They’re both different aspects of who I am. Oftentimes I’ve felt that my name has helped to influence who I am, if that makes any sense,” he added. “It just gave me something to look forward to, something to be. To make those choices.”

“But yeah, I am in a better place. I’m here with you, so I’ve got one thing going for me.”

    She knew it was and would always be difficult for Flynn to try and understand why they had done what they did. It would be one of the several mysterious in life that could be left unsolved for the rest of their lives, and that was okay. It was a lesson in and of itself, what he learned from it and how it would affect his life choices.

    With a small encouraging smile, she moved her hand to to place it over the one resting on her arm, taking hold of it and giving it a soft squeeze of encouragement. “We may never know those answers and that’s okay though, you can come up with your own conclusion as to why and no one can tell you if you’re right or wrong unless someone actually knows the real answer. You also have the opportunity to look for those answers yourself if you really want. You can do anything you want and your choices are yours and yours alone.”

    She moves her free hand to brush away stray strands of his hair, she hated seeing him look so broken and unsure. His words made perfect sense to her, in a way it felt exactly the same from when she had cut her hair and gone back to its original color. Her long blond hair had been one aspect of who she was, and her short hair had been the change she needed to make to better herself. It was her changes for the better, to better her life and make new changes.