BUT JUST IMAGINE DAVID WALKING EMMA DOWN THE AISLE AT HER AND HOOK’S WEDDING. LIKE HE MISSED HER FIRST STEPS AND HER FIRST WORDS, BUT HE GETS TO BE THERE FOR THIS VERY IMPORTANT MILESTONE IN HIS DAUGHTERS LIFE. HOLD ME I’M CRYING.
Request: I have an idea, the OUAT gang stuck are stuck in another world but I have a twist. The group (Emma, Regina, Henry, Charming’s, Hook) but when they stumble across a local bar/tavern/inn they find the reader aka Regina’s 20yo daughter who’s a spitting image of her mother, hiring herself as a mercenary. But when they ask for help it’s all business and will only help for money because she dislikes her mother for getting rid of her as a little girl and still holds a grudge.
A/N: (Alright, I’m not gonna specify said other world because that’s just too confusing for my poor little brain to handle haha c: if you know of some place (real or otherwise) that fits this description, please feel free to imagine it happening there, I’m not the boss of your minds! Xx )
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Emma and Regina had been deep in conversation for hours, trying to figure out what to do. Eventually, Hook and Henry slipped away, looking for some information on where they were. The area they were in was a forest, the kind they always seemed to find themselves in, but something seemed different about it. There was no bushes or small plants on the ground, apart from a thick coating of moss which was springy underfoot. The trees were tall, with smooth bark, and their branches started about half-way up, so it was like they were under a thick roof. Added to this weird aura, was the fact that the trees were massive, they had huge diameters, like something out of a story. Henry and Hook had been walking for about half an hour when they heard voices. Excited by this, they followed them, but right when they were where the voices were loudest, they couldn’t see anyone, and then Henry noticed something. He walked over to the nearest tree, where the roots had been cleared to form what looked like a pathway to the trunk. The springy moss revealed no footprints, however. Hook followed Henry’s gaze, and walked to the trunk, and gently pressed his hand against it. Part of it swung open, and Hook and Henry exchanged a grin. They went into the tree, and saw a basket, like the type you’d see on a hot air balloon, which was attached to a pulley system. They stepped into the basket and started to pull themselves up. It was surprisingly easy, and Henry said they probably used advanced engineering to make it that way. The voices got louder the higher up they went, and when the got to the top, they came across another door. Hook glanced at Henry and rested his hand on his sword. “Ready mate?” Henry nodded, and Hook pushed the door open with his hook. Instead of some secret lair, or whatever they’d been expecting, it looked like a tavern of some sort. Hook and Henry walked up to the counter, and Hook gestured to the man behind the counter. “Mate, would you mind telling us where we are?” The barman frowned. “You’re the fourth lost travellers to come through here in a month, somethings going on.” He looked around the bar and nodded to himself. “Go sit at a table, I know someone who can help, for a fee. I just gotta find her.” Henry nodded and the two of them went to a table, Hook ordering himself a rum along the way. He was just sipping on it, when he frowned, and gave Henry a kick under the table. “Look’s like your mum found us, let’s hope she’s not pissed.” Henry frowned, and turned around. “I don’t think my mus is about 20…” Hook glanced at his rum and put it back down on the table. “I guess I’ve had too much already.” The Regina-lookalike was walking with the barman, and he nodded towards Hook and Henry, which made Hook frown slightly. She walked over and sat down beside Henry, resting her elbows on the table. “I hear the two of you need to get back home. I can help you, for a price.” Henry frowned. “What’s your name?” “Y/N. Why? You don’t need my name for my help.” She frowned at Henry. “Sorry, but you look really like my mum.” Henry took out his phone and showed Y/N a picture of the whole gang. “They’re here too.” Hook added, noticing the clenching of your jaw. You looked at him, trying to remain poker-faced. “Then it’ll cost more. Twenty silver pieces per person. And unless you can afford another two hundred for the Evil Queen, she can stay here.” “She’s not the Evil Queen anymore, she’s changed. She’s my mom!” Henry protested. “I don’t care if she’s a bloody angel, she’s the reason I grew up an orphan and now have to sell services in order to get food.” You took a deep breath, trying to get your anger under control. “Do you have the money to pay me?” Hook nodded. “Aye lass, we do. And we have enough to pay for the Queen too.” Henry frowned. “But-” “Then we won’t have enough to pay for a roof over our heads tonight, I know lad. We’ll sleep under the stars, it’s character building.” Hook gave Henry a ‘shut up right now’ look. “You can sleep at my home.” You sighed. “Don’t want you dying. It’s not safe on the ground after sundown. Where are the rest of you?” “In the forest.” Henry frowned. “Are they in danger?” You stood up without answering, and gestured for the two H’s to follow you. You paced out of the bar, and into the lift. Once the two were in it with you, you dropped the rope and the basket fell at full speed. Henry and Hook looked scared, but you knew the springy moss on the bottom was enough to slow your fall and leave you uninjured. After landing, you exited the tree trunk and gave Hook a hard look. “Hide all your weapons, and anything metal. Where are the others?” The thick foliage had meant that it was almost as dark as night, with a green tint to it. He set off running, taking off his hook and putting it into one of his pockets, you and Henry following after him. When you reached the others, they were surrounded by dark, shadowy creatures with long claws. Their claws were the only solid part of them, and they used them to slash at the four in the clearing. You slowly walked up, taking every breath with caution. The creatures all turned towards you, and you made sure not to breathe in their shadows, they didn’t like that. Making a curious clicking noise with your tongue, you signalled with your hand for everyone to get behind you, which luckily they did. You took the key to your home out of your pocket and held it out behind you, waiting for someone to take it. “It will tell you the way. Take it and go. I’ll catch up to you.” Someone carefully took the key out of your hand. “Go, now!” The beasts growled at the raise of volume in your voice, so you resumed making your clicking noise. It confused the shadows, distracting them from everything else, and they were curious about it. The only problem with this tactic was that they tended to eat things they were curious about, or rip them to shreds. The sight of metal sent them into a frenzy, and they liked chasing things that ran. This was all you knew about the shadow-creatures, but it was enough. You took a coin out of your pocket, keeping it hidden in your hand, and then flung it behind the creatures, as far as you could. They immediately rushed after it, and you turned and sprinted in the other direction, as fast as your feet could carry you. You knew they were coming after you, the sounds of them destroying the coin had only lasted so long. You burst into your home and slammed the door shut behind you, dropping the beam-lock down just as the shadow-creatures started clawing at it. The Evil Queen had a ball of fire in her hand, and the blonde one had her hands up ready to cast a spell. The two Charmings, who you recognised from your time in the Enchanted Forest, had weapons drawn too, a bow and a sword. “Don’t bother.” You sighed. “They’re immune to magic and weapons.” “But what if they get in?” Henry frowned. “How will we fight?” “They won’t get in.” You shrugged, flopping onto your bed, which was really just a very thin mattress with a thin blanket on a frame. “Did you see all the scratches outside? They haven’t got in yet. They’ll disappear when it gets light again, try get some sleep.” “Do they stay there all night?” You had your eyes closed by now, an arm flung over your face, so you didn’t even know who was speaking. “Yup. That’s why I can afford this place. The higher you go, the more expensive everywhere gets. The creatures can’t climb. Now please go to sleep, I’m tired.” You rolled over so your back was to them, and soon fell asleep, used to the noise of the creatures trying to get into your home.
Emma had her head in Hook’s lap, the fingers of his non-hooked hand running through her hair. She was dozing, exhausted. “Mom, why does she look so like you?” Henry whispered. Regina sighed. “She’s my daughter. I had her after your father died.” She nodded at Snow, who nodded. “But I gave her up, at the time I had no room for anything in my life but revenge. My father looked after her for a time, and when she was about six, I sent her away to another land and enacted the curse. I guess she remembers.” Snow frowned. “You gave up your own daughter? Who was the father?” “That’s not something we need to discuss.” Regina sighed, laying down. “We should get some sleep.” “Are you kidding? With those at the door?” David frowned, obviously tense. “What if they get in?” “The lass seems pretty sure they won’t.” Hook nodded towards you. “Look, sleeping like a baby. I trust her.”
The next morning, you woke before everyone else, but not wanting to interact, you stayed facing the wall pretending to sleep. Once the sound of the creatures trying to get in stopped, you stood up and gave all the others little kicks to wake them up. “We have a long way to go before dark.” Once they were all up, you pulled on your jacket. “I don’t have any food, so I hope you’re used to going without.” “What? Why don’t you have any food?” Regina frowned, and you just ignored her. “Y/N, why don’t you have food?” Snow asked gently. “It’s expensive.” You shrugged. “Do you have the money to pay me with you, or do I need to wait until you get back to your home?” “It’s back home.” Emma frowned, picking up on how intent you were to ignore Regina. “We live in a town called Storybrooke, but you’re welcome to stay there, if you want. It’s safer than here, and there’s food, and shelter there.” You shook your head, and removed the beam that keeps the door shut. “Thanks, but no thanks. I’ve survived this long on my own, I’m sure I can keep going like this as long as necessary.” Stepping out of your home, you gestured for the others to follow you and walked through the woods. You were the only one who knew the way on the ground, as everyone else rarely even came down to ground level. You walked in silence, the others following you, until Snow and David came up to walk beside you, one on either side. “Here to try and charm me, Charmings?” You scoffed. David couldn’t help but crack a grin. “We’re here to find out where we’re going, actually. How are we getting somewhere that you’ve obviously never heard of?” You sighed with a slight smile. “Obviously I found the brains of your gang cult thing. There’s a portal we’re going to, it can take you wherever you want to go.” “And you too.” Snow cut in, exchanging a look with David when you turned and gave her a frown. “I’m not coming with you, even if she wasn’t here, I don’t accept charity.” “That’s a shame, because we actually have a job that we need someone for.” David made sure to sound disappointed, dangling the bait. Much as you tried to resist, it was very tempting. “What job?” You asked cautiously, signalling to everyone to avoid a patch of moss. You knew from experience it was basically a sinkhole, and if you went in, it was very difficult to get out. “We have a son, Prince Neal,” David began. “And as we always get sucked into these adventures, we could really use a babysitter.” Snow finished. “What makes you think I’d be the person for that job? For all you know I could be just like my mother.” You argued. “Well, you’re risking your life to help us because you need to earn some money. I’d imagine you’d be willing to not risk your life and be given a place to stay, for a steady income.” David gave you a smile, and you knew you were convinced. He knew it too. “Fine.” You muttered. “But I’m not doing anything that involves the Evil Queen, and you’re still paying me for getting you back to your home.” “That’s a fair deal.” Snow smiled, wrapping her arm around your waist and gently squeezing. “Welcome to the family, Y/N.” “Um, thanks?” You muttered, not really sure how to deal with someone being nice to you like this. “We should reach the portal soon enough, you guys are fitter than I expected from a bunch of royalty.” “We don’t like to think of ourselves like that.” David admitted. “But you should get used to being surprised, Storybrooke is a lot different to here.” “I’m sure I’ll figure it out. I’m used to moving around a lot.” You shrugged. After that, you all walked in silence for about an hour, until you came across the portal. It just looked like a pool, but you knew it was much more than that. “Just jump in, and think of where you want to go.” You explained. Henry went through first, followed by Regina, then Emma, and then Hook. You looked at Snow and David. “Seeing as I’ve never been to Storybrooke, I’ll need to go through with you guys.” They nodded, and each took hold of one of your hands, joining their free hands. Together, the three of you jumped into the pool, and when you opened your eyes, you knew you were in Storybrooke, and you had another fresh start.
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I am hoping this is the last season, and I actually have hoped this before Jen made her announcement. Here’s why - the show needs to. The writers and handlers haven’t been as careful and as thorough as they could have been with their storytelling. They have been careless and painted themselves in so many corners and empty narratives, and honestly TV and how it’s being consumed by the audience is changing. This is not a time in this industry to be careless if you want to keep going. New things are breaking the mold and taking our attention away from a show that started in 2011.
I am happy how things seem to be ending. I wish Robin had not died so Regina would be truly happy, but otherwise I feel like the story will wrap for everyone with more or less their happy ending. Have Emma and Hook ride off into the sunset. Let Jen take her most deserved time off - as some one who worked themselves into migraines and exhaustion (which I know she suffers from both), she is making a wise and healthy decision. Get Josh and Ginny raising their boys and maybe back on TV when they are ready. Have Robert go back to being the Indie king he is, and back home. Put Lana and Colin on TV and movies- anything for Colin really. I would watch him paint walls and listen to him read the phone book.
It’s just time. We have so many episodes and moments from all these wonderful actors and characters to look back on. My favorite season is the 3rd one, specifically time spent in Neverland. I find myself watching it over and over again.
We aren’t losing anything!! It’s always there for us!! Always!! That’s what’s so awesome!! Captain Swan isn’t ending! This isn’t a goodbye to Ouat. The fandom will hang around. I will still watch the show when I need a little pick me up. I will still read the canon correcting fanfiction!! LOL!! Thank god!
Anyway, it will be okay. If they do keep on, well I will still watch, yes of course, but sometimes it’s just okay to let the audience have the story. Everyone is tired I think, even some of us fans in a way. I don’t want to feel like the actors are trapped in a show and I don’t want to be trapped watching a show only out of loyalty. Let everyone move on to their endeavors and Ouat will be as organic as it is. My god we have made so many worlds just inside this fandom with fanfiction, fan vidding, giffing, fan art, etc. It’s impressive, it’s awe inspiring. It’s not going to disappear. It may not be as prevalent but it’s still there.
I am not going to beg for this to continue when I know it won’t be anywhere near as good because I am afraid of losing the show. We aren’t losing anything. As long as the actors and crew and workers prayfully can get work after production shuts down, no one lost anything. We were apart of a great shining moment that doesn’t ever stop shining, but it’s just like stars in the sky. There will be another moment and that one day too will settle right beside this shining moment. All we have to do is look at the sky every night to see it :)
Anon asked: Can you do an imagine where Emma finds her little foster sister (reader) in Neverland? Like she’s a tough scrappy little thing and fights the lost boys to save Henry and Emma refuses to leave her side.
Warning: Peter (crazy) Pan is in here , and he is obsessed with you, yes I do think that peter is a warning , because he’s basically aN OLD MAN IN A CHILD’S BODY ¿¡HOW DISTURBING IS THAT?! VERY.
(A/N): So I get a little carried away so it’s pretty long, and the worst part is that the end sucks , BUT i can make a part two involving Ingrid and that whole mess, just send a plot! :D
Pairing: Emma x Sister!Reader and a slightly little bit of Reader x Peter