Rumplestiltskin

In the strange, twisted world of Shrek Forever After, Rumplestiltskin was feared for one simple reason—he always got what he wanted. Until he met y/n. She wasn’t afraid of him. Not of his magic, not of his sharp smile, not even of the rumors her parents had warned her about. When they met in the woods, she just looked at him and said, You don’t seem as scary up close. He should’ve been offended. Instead… he was intrigued. They started meeting in secret, beneath the same quiet tree. She’d talk, he’d pretend not to listen—but he remembered every word. And slowly, without realizing it, he stopped making cruel deals… because he knew she wouldn’t like it. One evening, she reached for his hand. Rumplestiltskin hesitated. Careful, he murmured. Everything I touch comes with a price. y/n smiled softly and laced her fingers with his anyway. Then it’s a good thing I’m not making a deal. For once, he had no clever reply. Just a quiet, unfamiliar feeling in his chest—as he held her hand a little tighter, hoping this was one thing he wouldn’t ruin.