afaroffadventure‌:

“--and if I ever catch you doing something so stupid again, I will make your life miserable!” What if one of her children had been walking there? Or one of her grandbabies?? 

She settled down some when she felt familiar arms wrap around her. At least they could protect the one inside her for a few more months yet before exposing her to the stupidity of the world.

She perked up at the offer, knowing he was probably teasing but still willing to take it. She grabbed his wrist and shook the hook toward the quickly retreating moron. “YOU HEAR THAT! DO THAT AGAIN AND I’LL THROW THIS AT YOU!”

Then she winced and clicked her tongue as she shifted to look at him. “Though maybe not. He might decide to take off with it, and I’m in no condition to waddle after him to kick his ass.” She settled his arm back around her stomach and patted the bit of metal. “This can stay right here, but he doesn’t need to know that.”

storiesxtold‌:

Milah laughed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders before returning his kiss with more than a little enthusiasm. With a sigh, she tilted her head as he worked his lips down her throat, fingernails digging into his shoulder. She settled against his thigh, lifting a knee to settle against his hip as she rocked slowly. She could stay like this all day, but for such a small town, crime happened often. So she reached between then and fiddled with his belt.

captaindashingrapscallion‌:

Milah still enjoyed the happy flutter in her chest whenever he was around, that excited little thrill of ‘oh, yay, Killian’s here!’ It was perhaps one of her favorite things happening with the changes in the Underworld. “Poor love,” she said as she stepped in behind, leaning over to work the muscles in his shoulders and lean close to his ear. “The new king is rather...enthusiastic,” she observed. 

She was still wary of the monarchy. Even here in the Underworld her experience with them had been less than favorable. Then again, this was the Underworld and not exactly the cream of the crop. So, as she used to when she wasn’t sure, she’d trust in Killian’s judgement before anyone else’s. “And you believe he’s genuine in his mission?”

atemyboyfriend‌:

@justmilah liked for a starter!

Evelyn felt dead. Good and drained. She was fairly certain if she checked her pulse right now there would be none. All she wanted to do was somehow make it home and crawl into bed, but she had errands to run that could only be done during daylight hours and she’d let them go undone long enough.

She had nearly dozed off when the mug was set on the table. With a sharp sniff, she jerked herself awake and blinked up at Ruby. The younger girl was rumored to be a bit wild and Evelyn would admit that she enjoyed living vicariously through the tales she’d overheard. That she brought coffee nearly had her proposing marriage. Or at the very least have a few Thelma and Louise adventures that preferably didn’t include a cliff at the end. Instead, she made a noise that hopefully conveyed her belief that, in this moment, Ruby was a goddess sent from the heavens to deliver mana of the gods to undeserving mortals.

Soon as the mug was poured she pulled it toward her and inhaled before she nodded at the question. “There was a birthday party. All kids invited, most went. Birthday kid was sick and didn’t want the party cancelled.” When she looked up at Ruby it was with the eyes of someone who had seen far too much. “Why didn’t I go into sewage management? It would have been far less...traumatic.”

scaeld‌:

“I’m fairly certain its the situation, not you.” She rubs her hands over her arms and leans against the wall. What was the procedure here? Painful small talk until they crabwalked away? Would they find some magical sentence that would make the conversation smooth and painless?

She smiled at his answer. “Good, I’m glad for that. And you’ve...been keeping yourself safe?” She said it before she could think better of it and winced. That whole thing there had been a major wedge between them. She was quick to hurry on. “I’ve been well! The transfer is going smoothly. I just need to train my replacement while the person I’m replacing gets in his retirement parties.”

@captaindashingrapscallion continued from here

Milah huffed a little as she took a sip of her refilled drink. “Part of me wonders if it isn’t because the bar has been set obscenely high by a certain relationship,” here, she tipped her glass toward him in case there was any confusion. “With all those gentlemanly ways or what shouldn’t still be a revolutionary concept such as ‘no means no,’ or if people are just...incredibly shitty and entitled little shits.”

She blinked before wiggling about, reaching into her pocket and unfolding a piece of printer paper. “There are apparently taverns, especially in the larger cities, where you could -- nrrrrrg, damn, foul denim, too fucking tight, who the damn hell would call these atrocities pockets HAH! -- be more likely to meet someone of the male persuasion also looking for someone of the male persuasion. And apparently there are some in Boston.”

fatesdesign‌:

“After the wall’s come crumbling down?” Milah gave her youngest a hug. “It will happen. And you’ll hit the ground running.”

fatesdesign‌:

“Yes, love.  Why don't we rewrite the stars, hmm?” She placed her hand on her son’s cheek. 

@xweofmanyfaces continued from here

“’Working so hard’?” Milah lightly scoffed but crawled to the spot next to Regina. “I hardly work at all now. Her majesty’s thoroughly spoiled me.” Her nose playfully crinkled as she settled in. She wasn’t sure if Regina knew how truthful her statement was. Compared to before, where she did the cooking and cleaning of an entire household, as well as maintained the small garden, as well as the errands, only being responsible for the cleaning of a collection of rooms left her with a lot of free time. Still, she clicked her tongue and shook her head as she brushed a bit of Regina’s hair behind her ear. “But you’re right, I’ve neglected you. How do I make that up to you, hmm?”

scaeld‌:

“...No, it’s...fine. You can stay. It would be awkward if we always had to leave when the other was somewhere.” She tried to smile but it felt flat. This was both painful and awkward. “How...have you been?”

storiesxtold‌:

Milah began soothing his hair back when he looked at her, enjoying the closeness of the moment. He was so much softer right now than he normally was, with much the same energy as there had been last night. “I did,” she agreed. She smiled and pressed her lips to his forehead, draping her leg over his to keep him close. “With such a sweet boy, how can I not say those things?” Another kiss before she nuzzled against him with a sigh. “You make me so happy.”

storiesxtold‌: