I’m really sorry. School started back and with it being the last semester of senior year, it’s ridiculously busy. I won’t be around as much, mostly on weekends, but I’ll still be here.

Hi. 

My name’s Rapunzel.

I really want to roleplay but you see, the person behind my fabulous creativity is a little brain-dead at the moment and stalled by an extreme case of writer’s block.

That is all.

Thank you and have a nice day.

disneywithswank:

Rapunzel Mandy Moore and Stitch =)

fuckkbender:

She’s growing it out…is that blood on your moustache? Goldie, look at this! Look at all the blood in his moustache

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you guys.

what am i gonna do at work when beauty and the beast is out?

answer: watch tangled ever after over and over and over.

Reblog if you’re willing to answer publicly anything that comes to your ask box right now. 

darlingdisneydreamer:

vworp-goes-the-tardis:

unless of course my ask box happens to eat it…

and as long as it’s not really disturbing

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peter-pan-will-nevergrowup:

pansandpaintbrushes:

peter-pan-will-nevergrowup:

pansandpaintbrushes:

peter-pan-will-nevergrowup:

Peter watched as Rapunzel searched, scratching his head while his free hand rested on his hip. He floated along after her wherever she went, looking where she had looked, and tilting his head at the odd-looking things he found.
“That alright,” He shook his head. “The boys won’t even know the difference.” He chuckled, landing on the ground softly.

“Do you think they’ll like them?” She wiped a tiny bit of icing off of one of them and then licked it from her finger, nodding with approval. “We did a pretty good job,” she told him, smiling brightly.

“I think they’ll love ‘em!” Peter spun in the air, throwing his hands up for emphasis. “If they could fly, like me, they’d be doin’ back flips and all the stuff I did when I first tried one!” He laughed, settling back down to the ground.
“When are we gonna take them to ‘em?” He asked eagerly, eyeing the cupcakes hungrily.

“Now!” Rapunzel answered, nodding her head quickly. She picked up the pan of cupcakes, her eyes full of excitement. “We have to go to Neverland now.”

Peter stumbled backward, taking to the air out of instinct as if he were going to fly away; she’d scared him with her sudden answer. He shook it off and landed again, chuckling. “Okay, okay,” he put his hands up. “We can go now.”
He headed out of the kitchen and followed pictures and things he had used for landmarks to get back to the front doors of the castle. Stepping outside, he pinched more pixie dust from his small parcel and blew it over Rapunzel. “Ready?” He asked, linking arms with her so she didn’t have to let go of the cupcakes.

Rapunzel followed him, feeling strange not being the leader in her own castle, but she couldn’t help but let out a giggle of excitement. Once outside, her smile seemed to grow even wider as he took out the pixie dust and her mind was so full of happy thoughts that she lifted off the ground almost immediately. She made sure to keep a tight grip on the cupcakes, her eyes glancing over at Peter. “Ready!” she answered eagerly.

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