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ONCE UPON A TIME 5.15, The Brothers Jones
Like how does one write lines like this and not expect us to think these two are married? My parents have used this term 1000+ times while I was growing up.
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Want some advice? Try a story. That’s how they soothe themselves. A bedtime story. Gets them use to your voice.
Guess all those bedtime stories paid off.
This post is so beautiful.
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”..because of the savior thing. Funny how in the end, you actually turned out to be mom’s savior. Her princess on a white horse.”
“Actually a yellow deathtrap, dear.”
“Regina.”
The Art of Decay - Robin Fate
A Swan Queen fic
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Once Upon a Time (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan, Evil Queen | Regina Mills & Henry Mills, Henry Mills & Emma Swan Characters: Evil Queen | Regina Mills, Emma Swan, Henry Mills (Once Upon a Time), Snow White | Mary Margaret Blanchard, Prince Charming | David Nolan, Wicked Witch of the West | Zelena, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold Additional Tags: Swan-Mills Family, Eventual Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan, Bisexual Emma Swan, Jealous Evil Queen | Regina Mills, Storybrooke, Post-Underworld (Once Upon a Time) Summary:
He shakes his head, amused at the woman’s naivety. “You actually believe in the existence of free will?” She nods with complete certainty. “My dear,” he says with a laugh. “You have much to learn.” She rolls her eyes. “Okay, I think we’re done here.” “Don’t you want to know how to save her?” “I’ll figure it out on my own,” she states with confidence as she turns toward the door. The grin on his face only widens. “Or so you think.” She stops before her hand reaches the doorknob, turning back to face the man. “What the hell are you talking about?” He lets out a delirious laugh while clapping enthusiastically. “Life is the most wicked of all games, dearie. And you…well, you’re just a pawn in its beautifully constructed plan.”
Source: archiveofourown.org
YOU CAN'T TELL ME SWAN QUEEN ISN'T ENDGAME AFTER 6x10. YOUR ARGUMENTS WILL BE INVALID. THANK YOU.
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I live for this shit omg.
Regal Believer ‘I love you’s’ Requested by anonymous.
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My heart
Nothing hits me harder than Regina and Henry just loving each other.
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This scene breaks my heart. And all I can think of is her sitting in Granny’s waiting for him and slowly realizing he’s not coming. And deciding that she needs to call David when she realize what’s happened because if Henry would do this he wouldn’t trust her to go with him.
#imagine how happy she was#her little prince calls her#because he wants to spend time with her#and she didnt force him#so gets her things and runs#because there it is that little bit of hope that he still loves her#and the moment where she realizes that he wont come never planned to come#and she almost breaks down at granny’s but just almost she’s a queen after all#he doesn’t love her but why is she surprised?#nobody can love somebody like her#and also having hope never served her well#why should it be different this time#she thinks while breaking down in tears as soon she is home (via @onceuponahappytime who has a really ironic user name)
This hurts my heart.
Thanks mom.
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Baby Henry with Mom Regina
I MISS THIS 😭😭😭😭
"Regina...I think...I think Henry has a girlfriend."
The brunette shot her cup down to the table, emitting a clunk loud enough to attract the whole diner. She snapped her head to the blonde, whose face was etched with pride—far from what Regina's face displayed. "A girlfriend?!"
"Oh you told her about Henry's girlfriend?" Mary-Margret asked as she came up from behind the women to get back to her seat.
Regina's face flew from Emma's to Mary-Margret's in a flash as she slid into the booth. "What girlfriend??"
"I see them together at school sometimes during their lunch period," she explained with ease. "She seems nice."
Now at the edge of her seat, hands clutching onto the sides on the table, the brunette does her best to keep herself together. There was only one person who could make her lose all sense of composure, and that was Henry and the slightest threat to his well-being. She released a deep, shaky breath. "Who is this—"
The bells that hung above the door rang, catching Regina's attention.
"Moms!" Henry happily greeted as he walked through the door.
The brunette dashed from the booth straight to her son, her hands landing on his shoulders. The black pumps she was wearing required her to bend slightly at the knees so that she could be at the same height. "Henry who's this girlfriend??"
He looked at his mother for just a short moment before averting his gaze at the question. "She's not my girlfriend."
She ducked her head to meet his line of vision. "Who's not your girlfriend??"
"She's just a friend," Henry stressed. Clearly this wasn't the first time he's had to explain this.
Regina stood up straight, bringing her hands up at her sides and fingers sprawled. "Somebody reveal this girl's name or so help me..."
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"It smells like you," she pointed out, catching Regina's eye.
The brunette slung her tote bag over her shoulder, a sheepish grin unveiling while she ran her fingers through her hair. "Sorry, I guess I may have worn it for too long.
"No I like it," Emma reassured. She made her way around her desk before joining Regina on the other side. "You should wear my clothes more often—"
The blonde froze, cutting herself off the moment she heard the words that dripped out of her mouth. Apparently her so-called filter had failed her yet again, her lips just barely making an effort to hold their ground while the ridiculous sentence spewed out as if possessing a life of its own. "I mean...no...I—not like that—I..."
"Emma." Regina ducked her head to meet the sheriff's blue-green eyes. A delicate snicker released from the woman's lips, unquestionably pleased with her ability to make the blonde so jittery. "I know what you mean," she smiled. "Perhaps when the scent wears off I can wear it again."
"I knew you had a soft spot for it," Emma teased, playfully hitting Regina's arm.
"That I do," the brunette stepped forward, her fingertips grazing against the smooth leather that coated Emma's forearm before her gaze shifted down to the pink lips before her. "But not for the jacket."
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Without even letting the mayor finish her sentence, Emma dove towards her and softly pecked the corner of her mouth. It was slow, gentle and left Regina in a complete state of shock. Her body tensed as the blonde's lips trailed over her own, barely grazing the surface of her skin.
"Must you be such a tease?" Regina groaned.
"As if you aren't?"
"I most certainly am not."
"C'mon look at you," she pointed out. "Just having you in front of me is a tease."