but i doubt you did

What the last Swanqueen scene should look like

*make sure you read till the end!!!*

You… You saved me.

Did you ever doubt I would?

Truthfully… The coffin gave me a pause.

Well you never have to worry about that again, Miss Swan. I will always save you.

You promise?

I do.

SWITCH to a LONG SHOT with Emma and Regina staring at each other. And FINALLY in a moment of despair both women embrace into a hug as a beam of light takes over and


FADE into the streets of New York. CLOSE UP to a young man running down the streets, through some stairs as he enters a church. Henry in a FUCKING HURRY. And we SWITCH through a couple of scenes until he finds a white door. And we find Emma in a bride’s dress.

Did you find them kid?


Oh good! I can’t believe we left the rings at home.

There is a knock on the door and David walks in with a radiant smile on his face as he sees his daughter.

Oh Emma… You look beautiful.

Where’s mom?

She’s with Regina.

Is she ready?

They are. Everyone is waiting.

CUT to Regina standing in front of a mirror, as she admires her long white dress.

You’ve never looked more beautiful than today.

Thank you. For everything.

SWITCH to David and Emma beginning to walk through a hallway, SWITCH to Regina and Mary Margaret also walking through a hallway. Both woman walking. wearing beautiful white bride dresses. CUT to everyone waiting at the altar. CLOSE UP to some of our favorite characters, THEN we CLOSE UP to Robin and Hook dressed in tuxedos. The doors open and Emma walks in first with David by her side as he is walking her down the aisle, as her and Hook exchange looks and a small smile. SWITCH to Regina walking in with Henry next and also exchange looks with Robin. It’s obvious it looks like a double when SUDDENLY Robin and Hook step aside AND Regina and Emma turn to face each other knowing they finally found their happy ending. And slowly the image transitions into a drawing and we realize we are looking at a picture. In Henrys book.

A man sits next to a young girl (8-10 years of age) and we realize this is Henry reading to what will possibly be his daughter.

“‘I do’ said the savior and the evil queen. And so what started as a battle between good and evil turned into the most unique tale of all fairy tales. The story of how the savior and the evil queen fell in love. And they lived happily ever after.”

Again daddy, again.

Again? Oh no, it’s time for you to go to bed my little princess.


How about we visit your grandmother’s tomorrow and they can tell you how it all happened?

Henry smiles and turns the light off. SWITCH to the young girl who is sitting in her bed, still staring at the drawing of Emma and Regina as she finds something oddly familiar. CLOSE UP to a picture of Emma and Regina and she smiles and its clear she realizes who the evil queen and the savior are. She closes the book and settles it next to her bed. CLOSE UP to the tittle “Once Upon a Time” as a beam of light shadows the tittle.



I want to know, why did you come back? Look, I know you doubt me, I know you always have. And you’re right. I often think of Bag End. I miss my books. And my armchair. And my garden. See, that’s where I belong. That’s home. That’s why I came back, ‘cause you don’t have one. A home. It was taken from you. But I will help you take it back if I can. 

Obi-Wan Kenobi Has Never Had a Damn Day Off

Anakin’s Force Ghost: [watching very loud TV]
Obi-Wan’s Force Ghost: [sitting next to him, wearing glasses and reading a book called Coming to Terms With Your Traumatic Life]
Luke: [staring at them, annoyed] You know, eventually one of us is going to have to go talk to him. 
Anakin: [still watching TV, disinterested] …talk to who, son? 
Luke: …Ben, dad.
Obi-Wan: [smiling] Why, I’m right here, Luke. And you can talk to me any time. 
Luke: You know who I’m talking about, Obi-Wan. Knock it off. 
Anakin: …don’t sass your Obi-Wan like that, Luke. 
Luke: [shutting off the TV] GUYS. BEN. DARK SIDE. LITTLE HELP HERE. Are you seriously just going to sit here and watch soap operas while the universe goes to hell again?! One of us has to try and talk some sense into him! I think it should be one of you. 
Anakin: [immediately] Not it. [looks at Obi-Wan]
Obi-Wan: Ohhhh, no. I’ve put in my time trying to make people in this family see reason. I’m not helping that brat. It’s bad enough Leia gave him my name. 
Anakin: …there you go! He’s Ben, you’re Ben….you’re his, uh, Great Uncle? Just give him that face you always used to give me when I did something stupid. 
Obi-Wan: [makes a face]
Anakin: That’s the one! There. See? You already know what to do. You’ve got this. 
Obi-Wan: [defeated sigh]

When your mom tells you to stop watching Voltron to go socialize with family

Kobold, also known as the Pale Goblin. 

After Fearless, I had a lot of people say ‘She’s an 18 year old girl, there’s no way she carried her weight in those writing sessions.’ There was no way I could prove them wrong other than to write my entire next record solo, so that’s what I did.
—  Taylor Swift proving you shouldn’t doubt her because she’ll prove you wrong. ALWAYS.

anonymous asked:

[AU] Hey Granny--- I mean Snow. Sorry got you confused.

I doubt that you did, Granny and I look nothing alike apart from both being aged. However, I have no problem being known as a grandmother. I am very proud to have raised Emma, and to have seen her raise Henry to be the wonderful young man he is today.

A Long Conversation - The Dark Artifices

This is the (super super adorable) extra short story that’s included in the hardback/paperback first editions of Lady Midnight!  In case you got LM on ebook or audiobook and are missing out, here it is! (it catches up with the rest of the TMI characters up to the point where they arrive at the LA Institute.)

Clary looked around the Institute’s music room with a tired but gratified smile.  It was a hot New York summer night, the windows were flung open, and Magnus had magicked up icicles that sparkled down from the ceiling and cooled the space.  The room was filled with people Clary loved and cared about, and in her personal opinion it looked pretty good, considering she’d had to race to find somewhere in the Institute they could hold a party on about twenty-four hours’ notice.

There was really no reason not to smile.

Two days previously, Simon had showed up at the Institute, breathless and wild-eyed.  Jace and Clary had been in the training room, checking in on the new Institute tutor, Beatriz Mendoza, and some of the Conclave students.

“Simon!” Clay had exclaimed.  “I didn’t know you were in town.”

Simon was a graduate of Shadowhunter Academy, Clary’s parabatai, and a Recruiter, a job created by the Consul to help replenish the diminished ranks of Shadowhunters.  When likely candidates for Ascension were found, Simon would talk to them about what it meant to become a Shadowhunter after a mundane life.  It was a job that often took him away from New York, which was its downside; in the plus column, Simon seemed to truly enjoy helping scared mundanes with the Sight feel like they weren’t truly alone.

Not that Simon looked like a dependable voice of reassurance at the moment.  He looked like a tornado had hit him.

“I just proposed to Isabelle,” he announced.

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Imagine getting in a fight with James

Originally posted by vibesofahs

“JAMES!” you shouted through your shared room as you walked through the space, a pissed off expression on your face and a stomp in each step. 

“Coming Darling.” He replied finally as he revealed himself from behind the corner, a smile on his face, his mustache rising with it, and his eye wide and filled with love. However after looking at your own pissed off expression his alter to a look of confusion, “Why my dear, why are you looking so sour today? For tonight is the most grand night of the year, you should be ecstatic.” 

“Oh I was. For if you couldn’t tell I have been preparing all day, making sure that whore Sally doesn’t fuck up the main event, and that the food taste nothing like it did at the Devil’s Night of ‘65. I even did my hair and face, which I doubt you noticed, however upon revealing my outfit, which has been hanging on OUR closet door for weeks now, I discovered the oddest thing. Do you know what I discovered?”

“What my love? Has it been stolen?”

“No James. There is a blood stain, which matches the one that is on the door handle from when you grabbed the handle last night after carving the guest in room 36. So now my dress, which I had custom made and ordered, is now ruined. For the dinner starts in half and hour, and while Mrs. Evens can get any stain out there is no way my dress will be wearable in that time.”

His mouth began to twitch as he looked at you, your face reddening.

“My love.” He finally got out, “Why do you not just wear another dress, and wear that dress next year?”

“Maybe I should just go naked, since you find this so amusing. Honestly James, how am I to present myself as your wife in a old dress which I have worn to the dinner before. Beside all my dresses were given to the Countess, in an attempt to buy her love back, but you wouldn’t have any idea who would do something like that now would you?” 

His face went from amusement to anger, his eyes, which once shined with laughter were now growing dark, he advanced towards you, a finger pointed as he snapped, “If you so much as show up tonight with anything less then a dress which reaches the floor, I swear I will punish you tonight, on the table, in front of everyone. I will make them watch as I…”

“Don’t. I will just wear something I can get from one of the other girls, since my husband’s carelessness has RUINED my evening.” You shouted before storming out the door, leaving James to punch the browning wallpaper.

“Tell me old friend, where is the Misses?” John Wayne asked as he sat beside an empty seat, which was to be holding you, however you had yet to make an appearance.

“Well my good fellows, and Aileen, that my wife has been….”

“Your wife is right here.” You answered as you opened both of the doors leading into the room, your hips swaying as you approached the table, in one of Elizabeth’s gowns. As you took your seat beside James, you leaned over slowly and whispered into his ear, “To get this dress I told Elizabeth she didn’t need to dine with you for a year.” And slowly leaned back into your seat, as you watched him boil.

“You WHAT!” He exploded as he slammed his glass onto the table cloth, causing it to shatter. He went from calmly sitting to standing, glaring at you as though he was going to kill you again.

You just smiled up at him as your body leaned forward to collect your glass of red wine, “Oh James did you not tell them the story of what you did last night.” You cooed as you turned from him to the table, “A young maiden checked in last night, claiming she wanted nothing more then to see a ghost tonight, she was hoping for either John or James. She got her wish I guess, I mean she saw me first, sitting on her bed, waiting to scare her, but ultimately James was the last thing she saw before my wonderful husband craved her up and turned her insides into a juice for his beloved ex wife. And then upon returning from his little craving session, he opened the closet  for a new suit, and got a blood stain on my 65,000 dollar custom, designer gown for tonight. This left me in a pickle, and in the end I was forced to ask his ex wife for a loan for the night, in exchange for whatever she wanted. As you can tell though my husband is not pleased with my payment, and will probably need a moment so if you will kindly excuse us.” 

You rose from your own seat, glass still in hand, as you used your other to guide James out of the room and into the hall, when there however you felt his hand wrap around your neck and push you into the wall, your glass shattering second after the release of it.

“I told you….”

“You told me,” you choked out, “to wear nothing less then a floor length gown, or you would have sex with me upon the table, and as wonderful as that sounds, I doubt our guest want to see your cock.”

“So?” He snapped

“So I went to the only one I knew would fit your silly requirement, and who was my size. In the end she didn’t want to just give me the dress for free, and demanded you never dine together ever again, I talked her down. YOU should be THANKING ME.” You choked as he slowly released you from the wall, air (Which you really don’t need) filled you again as you took a deep breath.

“Is this the part where I thank you, and act like you are a saint?” He snapped

“No this is the part…”

“NEVER INTERFERE WITH MY DINNER PLANS WITH MY WIFE AGAIN!” He Screamed as you just looked at him in shock. For James never screamed at you, not like this at least, nor did he abuse you like this, unless you were love making. 

“You mean your widow, the one who tried to ran away, the one who loathes you, hates the very ground you walk on, the one you beheaded, the one who tried to kill your baby, lost your fortune, and who makes spouses to cheat on you with? I seem to have forgot that no matter what I do… no matter how much I try to please you, or love you, that I will never be her, even though you told me you loved me, and you married me, and you killed me so that I could be with you.” Your voice was shaking as you finished, your steps quickly leading you away from him, as he stood there shaking with rage.

Part Two

anonymous asked:

prompt idea ❤ on the day of Regina and Emma's wedding Regina freaks out because she can't dance and Emma secretly watches as David calms her down and teaches her

Thanks for the prompt :) 

“You know I never expected this,” David muses as he watches Regina pace back and forth. 

“What?” Regina snaps, panic emanating from her features with every step. 

“That you’d be the one to panic. I always thought it would be Emma.”

“You did?” 

He nods, “I did…she doubts herself too much and she doesn’t always believe that she deserves her happiness but she does.” 

“And you think I can give that to her? Happiness?” 

“I don’t think, I know…and you know it so why are you panicking?” 

Regina sighs sitting down by her vanity with a frown as she admits, “I can’t dance…”

“And you picked your wedding day to reveal this?”

“Everyone just assumed I could,” she replies with a slight blush, “But my mother was too afraid of me making a fool of myself, the King showed no interest in dancing with me…and well…the Evil Queen didn’t exactly receive any invitations either…”

“So you’ve never danced?” 

She shakes her head, “No…and now I’m going to marry the woman I love and i’m going to embarrass her.” 

“You could never embarrass her. If you went out there and tripped over your feet she’d tumble down with you and pretend you’d both planned it.”

Regina finally smiles then, “She would…I don’t want to let her down.” 

He nods before holding out a hand, “Here I’ll teach you,” he offers. Once she takes his hand he slowly leads her through the steps before assuring her, “You know you could never let Emma down, whether you could dance or not, she’d love you anyway.” 

I would Emma thinks as she smiles softly from where she’s peeking around the door. She could sense her fiancee’s panic and had come to ease her fears only to find her father already doing so. She sighs contently glad to see him helping Regina…proving to them both that he’s in their corner the way they know he is. 

She stays watching them for a few minutes until her mother comes to find her, “Oh Emma…I thought you’d disappeared.” 

“No…Regina was panicking so I went to help.” 

“You’re not supposed to see her.” 

“She didn’t see me. Dad’s in there making sure she doesn’t panic.” 

Snow smiles, “They’re better friends then they’d like to admit…so, are you ready?” 

Emma sneaks one last glance at Regina dancing tentatively around that room before nodding, “Ready.” 

I’ll… uh… deal with the other neighbors later.

but hoho, I know someone who should help.


[Jasper] what.

[Peri] Many of those Lapis Lazuli birds have been lost in the storm. look out for any that get in or around here. I ESPECIALLY need you to keep your awful cats inside. they shouldn’t even be outside in the first place. It’s VERY irresponsible though like I’d ever expect you to be anyw-

…what are those????

[Jasper] free dogs.

[Peri] I doubt that! where did you get those???

[Jasper] none of your business. the cats are hiding upstairs because they cant handle these beasts. pussies.

[Peri] this is no time for jokes!! make sure they stay inside! YOU make sure they stay inside. not because those dogs are stressing them out. SPEAKING OF WHICH GIVE THEM BACK BECAUSE I’M PRETTY SURE I SEE COLLARS ON TH-

[Jasper] shut up and get out. your business isn’t my business either. this was probably all your fault anyway. deal with it yourself.

[Peri] …UGH!

[Lapeep] !!! phphhhhpt!!!!

yeah. fuck Jasper. I don’t even really want her involved anyway.



- i want to know! why did you come back?

 - look, i know you doubt me, i know you always have. and you’re right, i often think of bag end. i miss my books. and my armchair. and my garden. see, that’s where i belong. that’s home. and that’s why i came back, cause you don’t have one. a home. it was taken from you. but i will help you take it back if i can.