My intention was to shy away from talking about 6x11 spoilers, however there are so many upset people in my ask box, and since I did not walk away from the episode upset in the slightest I feel compelled to answer.
do you ever watch those lifestyle youtubers who show you healthy snacks and diy things to do for your room and you feel really motivated for a while like “omg yes i’m going to be so healthy and organised” but what you actually do is continue to lie in bed and watch youtube videos
Yakob, I assume you want to hear about the Peculiar children again? No? Well too bad. Once upon a time there was a peregrine bird. Except she was not a bird. She was a human that could turn into a bird. She was part of a subspecies of human called peculiars. She could bend time and turn into a bird. She ran an orphanage with peculiar children There was a particular necromancer named Enoch and he was moody as hell. He came from a family of undertakers. The irony is strong. There was a dreamer named Horace, who had dreams of the future. And an invisible boy named Millard who was, well, invisible! And a girl called Emma who could make fire and hold it with her bare hands. And Emma was super hot. Like she was as hot as her fire hands.
Millard was a creep. He’d follow us around and he probably watched Emma and I make out a few times. Ew.
And this kid, Hugh, had bees living inside of him. He had a thing for this girl who could make plants grow and other shit. I think that that bitches name was Fiona? She never talked because I bet she thought she was better than the rest of us. Her hair was a damn rats nest. And Hugh loved her for some reason. I never got that boy. Him and his stupid goggles. He always wore this one pair of tacky ass goggles.
And don’t even get me started on Olive. That little girl had no damn brain I fucking swear she was so stupid oh my bird. She was lighter than air because she had no damn brain.
AND ENOCH. THAT LITTLE MOODY SNITCH. He told the bird that Emma and I were a thing. I beat him up later that day but him and his stupid dolls would follow us around ALL THE TIME.
And Horace and his shitty nightmares. He’d wake up in the middle of the damn night and wake me to help calm his little ass down. Bitch, I ain’t your fucking slave. I never got a full night if sleep at that God forsaken home.
And Bronwyn was so damn sensitive. Her brother was no better. They were like human bulls! They were hella strong but holy shit. They were almost as bad as Olive! Bronwyn called the little girls “maudpie” and I wanted to tell her to shut it, but if I did her brother would beat me up and she’d cry.
I still can’t get over this girl Claire. SHE HAD A MOUTH ON THE BACK OF HER HEAD. WHAT THE HELL? One time she but me with it! Like listen here you Lil shit don’t fucking bite me with that damn it. That hurt like a fucker.
I loved the fuck out of Emma but damn was she angry. One time I went through her dresser and she got mad at me! I’m sorry, but I thought we were dating! God she was a bitch sometimes. That’s why I left her ass.
I’m happy that I left that hellhole. Everyone thought that I was leaving to fight. Bitch nah I hated everyone there.
I keep seeing Hook & Hood being referred to as ‘beards’ and 'gay panic’, but I feel this keeps us from trying to make sense of their roles within the story in regards to Emma & Regina.
Emma and Regina have finally - sort of - come to the point where they always wanted to be. Emma finally found her parents, she’s not alone anymore. Regina is free from Leopold, from Cora’s and Rumple’s manipulations and from the cage of her own mind. They are both trying to figure out who they are in this new reality. They are reverting back to their late teens and trying to relive them, to figure out who they would have been if their lives wouldn’t have been as severely disrupted as they were.
Emma is trying to be the princess she thinks she would have been had she grown up with her parents in the Enchanted Forest. She convinces herself to be the trusting person Snow and Charming would have shown her to be. Suddenly she wears frillier outfits and acts more girly. Hook wears his pirate outfit until right before their first date. She has seen and experienced him in the world she was supposed to grow up in. Even with the wardrobe change, his walk and talk remain old world. In that sense he represents the kind of man she could have been with had she never come to our world.
The date with Hook was very clearly about having that first ball / prom night with her parents. They couldn’t have made that more obvious if they wanted to.
This is what adult Emma Swan dresses like for a date:
This is princess Emma making up for lost time with her parents.
Note that in the last picture her face is falling after she’s kissed Hook at the end of the date. She looks confused and conflicted and puts on a smile and plays the part only after she notices her parents stayed up for her.
Regina meanwhile, it seems, is exploring what life would have been like if she could have run off with Daniel. The concept of one True Love was important to her at the time when Cora killed Daniel. As she mentally puts herself back into that state, this fairy dust approved Robin Hood is her only option. I’ll have to rewatch it, but I think even the pitch of Regina’s voice shifts as she is with Robin. She acts like the teen she didn’t really get to be. The very jaded former evil Queen reverts so far back into naivety as to give her heart to Robin for protection. Something only young Regina would have done. After Marian comes back, Robin and Regina are forced to sneak around. They make love in a vault, Snow has to point out her bra is showing. It’s both reminiscent of teenagers experimenting and of the hidden life she would have led with Daniel. In fact, had she run away with him, thereby insulting the King, her life with Daniel as a fugitive would very much have been like a life with Robin in the forest.
The outfit she wears here, one that ties her to Robin, is the closest she’s ever come to wearing something that also feels like her riding outfit.
They are both exploring the women they didn’t get to be. They are taking back the lives they didn’t get to live. It almost doesn’t matter who these men are personality-wise, because part of these relationships is created in the women’s minds. They both need to go through this, to grow and to learn they can’t erase their pasts. Maybe they’ll even learn they got a head start on the lessons they would learn anyway. Part of them seems to be constantly aware of this relationship not being completely right. They both haven’t actually completely reciprocated and Regina calls it ‘the closest to happy’. Which is not exactly happy.
I do think there is genuine care and attraction between these characters, but the way they are presented to me, they don’t seem like the people Emma & Regina will stay with. They are there for growth and learning and they are meaningful in their own way.
I don’t believe they are results of gay panic, or that they are just the love interests that happen to stick, exactly because of the Swan Queen parallels. We have all noticed the Regina-Hook (dark, villain) and Emma-Robin (light, thief) parallels and the fact that the boyfriends’ names are only one letter apart doesn’t seem like a complete coincidence. Which brings it all back to Swan Queen. Pretty sure I don’t need to repeat why Emma and Regina are right for each other, they do a great job of that themselves in canon. If you need reminders, go drown yourself at sacredbookofswen or ethan-8 ‘s page.
There is one other reason we need Hook’n’Hood to make Swan Queen happen. We are conditioned to believe in the importance of the number three in Fairy Tales. Especially in the West, but also in other cultures. Their respective second relationships just can’t be the final ones, it has got to be the third one. Which is also the reason why the relationships with Lily and Maleficent will only ever be subtextual, otherwise Hook’n’Hood would be bumped up to number three.
“Harry and Hermione threw themselves into the panicking crowd. Guests were sprinting in all directions; many were Disapparating; the protective enchantments around the Burrow had broken. “Ron! Ron!” Hermione called, half sobbing as she and Harry were buffered by terrified guests: Harry seized her hand to make sure they weren’t separated as a streak of light whizzed over their heads, whether a protective charm or something more sinister he did not know… And then Ron was there. He caught hold of Hermione’s free arm, and Harry felt her turn on the spot; sight and sound were extinguished as darkness pressed in upon him; all he could feel was Hermione’s hand as he was squeezed through space and time, away from the Burrow, away from the descending Death Eaters, away, perhaps, from Voldemort himself…” - Deathly Hallows
So the show is back and now this story is too - slightly delayed by real life and writer’s block. Thanks for sticking with it, and hope you all enjoy!
In a bid to secure a more settled life for herself and her son, Emma Swan travels to Kansas as the mail-order bride of Liam Jones. Her dreams of a peaceful life are shattered when she finds herself married to his brother Killian, a man who appears to offer her anything but the quiet life she’d dreamed of. Where will this not-so-happy-ending take them?
After spending much of the night mulling over the various
decisions she could make, Emma had still surprised herself with the words she’d
spoken to Killian.
No. That was wrong.
Emma abhorred lying and was determined that she shouldn’t
lie to herself about the matter. If she
was to truly examine her thoughts then it was obvious as to why she had agreed
to share a bed with Killian; she simply wanted to.
And she certainly hadn’t been lying, to Killian or herself,
when she’d told him that sometimes she got to do what she wanted. Although her life to date had been lacking in
such instances, the needs and desires of others more often than not trumping
But this time it would be different. This time she would make the choice to take
what she desired simply because she could.
All the years of denying herself, of remaining constrained by the bonds
the world wished to wrap her in simply because she was born poor and female, and
really, what had that got her? Nothing
but more uncertainty, more heartache, and the knowledge that there were very
few places where she could ever truly be free.
It was true that Killian could offer her no security, but he
had, at least, offered her more freedom than she had enjoyed previously. And that, surely, counted for something.