The Fabulous, Free-wheeling, Fantastic Four of Storybrooke
When Regina Mills/The Evil Queen tries to touch you, you fucking let her. How many fucking worlds do you have to live in to understand that *shoots self in the face*
Hey hey hey now, he doesn’t mess around with his future/present/doesn’t exist yet/grown daughter’s baby mama. He’ll do anything for love but he won’t do that.
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairings/Characters: Emma/Regina, Snow, a bit of James and Henry
Rating: PG-ishSnow doesn’t get to do this often, doesn’t get to be a mom in the way that she understands how, but she and Emma are figuring it out, bit by bit. They’re a family, whatever shape.
“Since when do you not think the worst of Regina?” Emma asks, casting a suspicious glance at Snow.
“Oh, you’d be surprised.”
(This started out as “Haha Emma gets mad and breaks things,” and then turned into my love letter to Snow White the mother. That… was probably inevitable.)
You know, I’m reminded once again of how this whole curse business is actually not so bad. Emma and M&M say that three times fast get to be bff’s and grow old together. Yeah, it’s also bizarre but also kinda awesome. NO IT’S REALLY AWESOME, READ THIS PLEASE. :D
Once Upon a Time Character Traits;
→ prince james ‘charming’
once upon a time meme
↳ four brotps → david nolan and plaid {4/4}“Thank you for being my knight in shining armor.”
“Well, it’s more like flannel…but you’re welcome.”
SQ- The curse is broken and now that everybody is able to leave Storybrooke, Regina, Emma, and Henry go on a family vacation (Mary Margaret and David can come too). To where, it can be a road trip or they can take a plane and go to another country, maybe visit some castles? ;)
He finds her kicking the crap out of the ice machine.
“Emma?” David asks quietly. “Do you, uh, do you need to talk?”
We should treat ourselves.
Want to go to Vegas and buy a bunch of sarcophagi?
Nah, I don’t even use the ones I have.
Are they wearing the same shirt?
Technically a sequel to These Gestures That We Made, although it should read as a standalone.
NC17 warning: kinks include pegging, so if that’s not your thing, please don’t read.
“Bottom drawer, dear,” Regina says as they almost fall through the bedroom door. David smiles against her mouth, intent on claiming another kiss first. He’s lucky to be there at all, really, after his disastrous ‘I value your friendship’ move two weeks ago.
When you lean in to kiss him, you’re expecting the sharp sting of rejection. This masochistic streak runs deep, but with everything so out of control in this most controlled of environments, you can’t help it.
You can almost see the mark she’s left on him, like an angry red brand that hovers over his kind face and gentle eyes. It’s nearly impossible to remember this is a man who once launched a sword at you in anger, who resisted your advances when it would have bought his freedom and an easier life.
But you kiss him, because you want him. You kiss him because everything here is supposed to make you happy and yet nothing does. You kiss him because he liked the lasagna and he saved your one indulgence—the ice-cream—from melting.
You kiss him because he’s there, and that’s why you almost forget how to breathe when he kisses you back.
