emma's coming home

But just imagine Emma finding that ring and being at home alone, waiting for him to come home.

Imagine Emma thinking of herself just weeks ago, laying on the living room couch vacant and destroyed because she had to kill him and feel him die in her arms.

Imagine her thinking of how they had to kiss through the bars of that awful elevator and pry their fingers away from each other, promising to try and move on with hope without each other.

Imagine all the terrible times they’ve been taken from each other, and then imagine Emma knowing he’s coming home to her and wants to marry her. And she’s so happy and so sure of a future married to him that she had to rush down the stairs, kiss the life out of him and tell him Yes because she couldn’t wait.

Nobody Needs to Know || Pt. 4

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Request: @imissmystery “Heyyyy I totally fell in love with “Nobody Needs To Know” and I was wondering if you maybe could do a part 4 to it with the prompt “You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!” but like Archie or one of the girls say that to Jughead referring to how he rejected the reader??? Sorry if I’m being annoying haha I just cried so much reading this story I need to have a new chapter…”

#76 “You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?”
#4 "You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!“

Warnings: I think there’s more than once swear this time

A/N: the penultimate part of NNtK. Also the last part is a bit wordy, I apologize, but the last part will have all of the resolution!

My requests are always open!

Tag List: @captainsuperfangirl, @kitschkylo, @imperfectanatomy, @latenightbooknerd, @keepcalmandflywithtoothless, @markedbymymistakes, @1amluke, @piecestothepuzzles, @lostinpercyseyes, @littleecuppycake95, @esteettinenebola, @betty-coopers-number-one-stan, @emma-clmb

You didn’t come home until late last night. You knew obsessively checking your phone would do nothing to help your fragile emotions, and Pop’s wasn’t exactly an option. Instead, you walked around town until the wee hours of the night, never stopping for too long in any one place, which means that Sunday is a beautiful day of rest for your weary legs.

And still, Jughead hasn’t called. The rest of the group has texted you, and someone must have filled Kevin in because your correspondence with him thus far has been texts about how stupid Jug is being and about the level of mediocrity he reaches while you are far out of his league, anyway.

You’re not inclined to agree, but the sentiment is the same.

Once 11 am rolls around, you schlep yourself into the kitchen for a bagel and orange juice. It’s no breakfast burger at Pop’s, but it’ll do.

By the time you’ve finished, you decide to just talk to Jug first. Make the first move, and maybe he’ll come around.

“You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?”

Jughead slams his locker closed Monday morning as he finally acknowledges you. “And you know me not answering means I probably can’t talk, right?” He shoots back, but there is a playfulness you can see in his eyes. This is good, you can work with this.

“Walk me to class?”

As the two of you head down the hallway, you ease into a comfortable silence. But silence is all you’ve had this weekend, and you’re not about to let it continue.

“Listen, Jug. I miss you. You’re my best friend. Please, can we just do this again?” You gesture between you and Jughead, indicating the natural way it felt to be walking with each other. “I don’t see why, if I can put aside my feelings, we can’t just continue on as if nothing went wrong.”

You see his face drop a bit as you say that, and you hope you haven’t said the wrong thing again. But before you can express that concern, he perks up slightly. 

“That would be… Good, I think. We can pick up from where we left off?”

And, although it still hurt to know he didn’t feel the same, you agree.

Everyone meets at Pop’s after school, the usual routine, but you see the confusion on Betty, Kevin, and Archie’s face as they walk in to see Jughead at the booth. You hadn’t yet had the time to tell them your conversation with Jug.

“Hey, guys,” you greet as they get to the booth. Archie slides in next to Jug and Betty and Kevin fall in next to you. Avoiding the obvious and trying to not bring any more awkwardness, you ask, “Where’s Veronica?”

“She’ll be in right after us,” Betty answers, smiling tentatively at Jughead to acknowledge him before turning back to you. “She said she was going to check in with her mom befo-”

The door to Pop’s swings open and V walks in, smiling softly at the group until her eyes fall onto Jug. She speeds up her walk to the booth, stalking over angrily.

She moves her arm past Archie to grab at the soft collar of Jughead’s shirt. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Archie, alarmed, pushes her back a bit and she lets go of Jug. Also angry now, but more indignant than raging, Jughead jumps over the back of the booth the confront her. “Whoa, V, what was that for?”

You get up, hoping to explain that everything was fine, but Jughead pushes you slightly to the side as Veronica gets a hard look in her eye, her jaw setting in a hard line. “Don’t push her to the side, you’ve done that enough! You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did! She deserves better than someone who breaks his best friend’s heart and then shuts her out just because he’s a loner that doesn’t want to confront his feelings!”

You look between your friends, more confused than ever about her strong reaction and the sudden bashful look on your beanied best friend. “V, what are you going on about? Jug and I talked, it’s okay. Everything is back to normal.”

The three still seated have also stood up by now, painting a very unusual picture as the group stands around the booth without actually sitting in it.

Betty softly grabs at Veronica’s arm, looking at the other staring patrons of Pop’s. “C’mon, V, we’re making a commotion. Let’s just get out of here, go somewhere more private, and all of us can have a conversation.” Betty pointedly looks at your face, crumpled in concentration as you try to understand the situation. Ronnie softens, placing her own hand onto Betty’s and giving you an apologetic look.

“Fine,” she concedes, sighing. “We’ll go to my house. My mom said she’s on her way here to start her shift, anyway.”

The others agree, and although you are still utterly lost you allow Kevin to escort you out of the diner behind B and V, Jughead and Archie trailing behind.

The walk to Ronnie’s house had been awkward to say the least, with you trying to alleviate the tension.

Once inside of the house and settled in the living room, you are about ready to burst with curiosity. However, no one seems inclined to start the conversation, with all of you sat in a circle waiting for the first word from anyone.

You take it upon yourself once again. “So, would anyone like to explain exactly what went on at Pop’s?” You ask innocently.

Jughead sighs. “Well, yesterday, I get a call from Veronica. I thought that it was about the two of us, and so I didn’t answer. Next thing I know, Veronica is outside of my house screaming bloody murder and-”

“Oh, as if you didn’t deserve it,” Veronica interjects from where she sits leaning against Betty, arms crossed. “And don’t pretend that’s the start of the story.” She turns towards you now, arms uncrossing in favor of playing with the hem of her sleeve. “After we all split on Saturday morning, Betty and I took a shower and about an hour after Jughead called us. Not the other way around. We answered, wanting to know how he felt about the big blow-out.”

“Yeah,” Betty chimes in. “We didn’t blame him exactly, not after the conversation we had with you that night. We knew it would have been hard for him to hurt you that way, too, and we all know you can’t force feelings.”

“And we figured he could use a friend. Not as much as you needed us, but still. So when he asked us to come over, Betty and I went to his house. Then he started talking to us about how he felt really bad, and that he just wanted to know if you were okay but that he didn’t want to ask you himself because he didn’t want to mess with your emotions.” Veronica glares at Jughead with the last statement, and you wait for her to continue but she doesn’t.

“Okay, but I still don’t see the problem here?”

Archie reluctantly cuts in, sitting up slightly as he cracked his back. “Well, then I get a call from Veronica as she leaves, telling me that I needed to talk to Jughead because he was acting suspicious. So I headed over after practice, hoping it wouldn’t take to long because, uh, well honestly I feel like I shouldn’t be in the middle of a lonely Jug feeling feelings for the first time.”

“Meanwhile,” Kevin interjects, “I get a surprise visit from B and V and they explain what had gone down the day before. Geez, I go to the next town over once and I miss your declaration of love!” You give shoot an apologetic look to Jughead, but he shakes his head. “So then I text you, but don’t get a reply until the next morning.”

“Wait, what happened at Jug’s house though?” you inquire. This tale gets more confusing, and V’s rage still makes absolutely no sense.

Archie continues. “I go over to Jug and, well, he tells me how he’s feeling and then I tell V because honestly it’s pretty messed up to hurt you like that?”

“Actually, you only told her when we said that she hadn’t answered Kevin’s texts yet,” Betty reminds him.

“And once she knew, she went ballistic, tried calling him first to no answer and so she goes and bangs on his door,” Kevin picks up the story seamlessly. “And that’s what he was referring to by her ‘screaming bloody murder’,” he finishes off with finger quotes.

Jughead, finally annoyed at being talked over, goes back to the story he started. “Yeah, so she’s yelling for all of holy hell to hear and comes in telling me I have no right to talk to you after what I did, which made no difference because we already weren’t talking.” He looks into your eyes, and you hate the little flutter you still feel there despite it being unreciprocated. “But it turns out that Archie,” he throws a glare the red-head’s way, “has no code of honor whatsoever and told her everything I confessed the previous night.”

You start to put it together. All of the phrases they’d been using, ‘everything I confessed’, ‘tells me how he’s feeling’, ‘a loner that doesn’t want to confront his feelings’.

You look at Jughead, and although you can hear Veronica once again getting angry on your behalf, you can’t distinguish between the words. Your focus is Jug.

“You like me,” you whisper, and you see him still. The others stop their conversation.

“Oh,” Kevin says, “I thought we mentioned that part. Had we not gotten there yet?”

Everyone is silent once more. “Y-You like me, Jughead.” It’s not a question. It’s not even a statement. It’s an accusation, and everyone knows it.

Emma didn’t come home from school... pt 2

18-years old Emma got abducted and forced to cum until passing out by Her sadistic male teacher. Making Emma His pleasure slave and torture Her sexually has been His fantasy for few years now.

While Emma was unconcious,He untied Her and carried Her into His car. He has prepared a little dungeon for Emma,full of vibrators,dildos and other devices.

Once awake again,Emma discovered Herself blindfolded,hand cuffed above Her,nipples clamped and something huge inside Her tight teen vagina.. She Was unable to stand up nor move away due the restraints


“You are finally awake,Emma. Dont worry,You will  get some more pleasure”

He has restrained Emma to a sybian device with a vibrating dildo inside Her. He sat down in front of Emma,on the couch,holding the remote of the sybian.

“Now,Emma..show Me what You learned previously..” and activated the sybian machine. Dildo started buzzing inside Emma’s vagina..

He kept playing with the intensity,turning it higher,then lowerhigher,lower..without  allowing Emma to orgasm… The hours passed…Emma was brought to the edge over and over again,without letting Her cum.

“Well,thank You for a wonderful show,Emma. It’s time for sleep now. Enjoy Your night..” and He turned he sybian on the maximum,forcing Emma to receive intense forced orgasm and more to follow… and left the room,leaving Emma alone with torturous device between Her legs,forcing Her to orgasm over and over again..and again..

Where The Heart Is (Negan x Wife)

Summary: Negan’s wife has a work meeting and he spends Saturday with their daughter Emma.

Characters: Negan x Female

Word Count: 2,964

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Slight Daddy Kink, Fluff, Swearing, and Angst 

Author’s Note: This fic was requested by anon who sent:

Can I request Negan pre-apocalypse where he’s doing daddy duty while his wife is away and then awesome smut ensues when she returns

I had a fun time writing this one, though I am not sure if this is what you wanted anon. I had one helluva time trying to name this fic. I was going to write in Negan’s perspective, but I had other plans. I don’t think I’ve ever packed a fic request so full of smut, fluff, and angst before. Also, please don’t hate me.

I am always happy to hear what you think! Shoot me a message and tell me what you thought! If you want to be on my tag list, let me know!

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From the second Snow kinda wakes him up with her words (with ”She has waited a long time to find the right person with whom to share her life”, Snow’s joy about their engagement and the whole “villains can get happy endings” thing bc of what happened with the EQ), SNOW LIGHTS HIM A FLAME OF HOPE.

The next scene is Emma coming home. She kinda looks HOPEFUL, her eyes are literally full of hope because she expects to see Killian at their house
And then, look carefully, she’s paying attention, she needs to hear some sound that indicates his presence in the house.
(there’s not, but she feels that something is NOT OKAY. SHE FEELS THAT HE SHOULD BE AT HOME, AND HE’S NOT THERE. SHE’S FEELING IT.)


bUT, GUYS, GUESS WHAT????? Right after the scene where the Nautilus is d i v i n g d o w n, there’ Emma again LOOKING AT THE WINDOW IN HER DOOR. SHE LOOKS LIKE THIS:

You can tell by her face and her way of breathing -like a tiny gasp- (go rewatch!) that she did notice something. She needed to look at the window because something was happening, she kinda was feeling he was coming back but he’s not and “what the fuck is going on here!?!?!?


She looks sad af. She looks hopeless and discouraged. She kinda feels that he literally left her (he physically did it, although he didn’t want to). Killian left her. Left their home.
So she turn off the lights:

With that, symbolizing their house is actually a lighthouse. And the lighthouse works as a coastal reference and as a warning for sailors, serves as a guide.
The edited all these sequences in that order for a reason.
What is the point of leaving the lights on when her sailor left SB, right?

But also this scene means that something went out in her with his leaving. She can’t be fully happy if he’s gone (”hello, darkness, my old friend” sounds in the background)

My point is that Emma has felt something, by the way the video is edited. She felt he should be here, she kinda felt when he was literally gone, she just doesn’t realize at all, but the timing between both scenes fits with everything. 


anonymous asked:

Prompt idea: Regina misses Emma and sneaks into snow and charming's apartment to sleep on Emma's bed but Emma comes home and finds her and thinks it's super cute but regina is really embarrassed

Thanks for the prompt :) 

Regina frowns in confusion as she appears in Emma’s bedroom. She very rarely looses control of her magic these days but tonight, home alone and missing Emma, her powers have whisked her to Emma…or at least Emma’s room. 

She can hear Snow and Charming moving around downstairs and freezes hoping they haven’t noticed her appearance. Luckily their footsteps move past the door and onwards to their own room. 

Regina sighs collapsing gently onto Emma’s bed. She doesn’t know what’s come over her. She doesn’t usually let herself fall in love and especially not this fast…yet with Emma…something about her girlfriend just brings out her sentimental side. 

A side that has her crawling onto Emma’s bed and resting her head on the blonde’s pillow just so she can feel close to her. 

You’re becoming a lovesick fool she scolds herself before sighing and hugging the pillow, maybe I’ll just stay for a few moments and then go home.


*An hour later* 

Emma yawns tiredly as she creeps up the steps being careful not to wake anyone up. She pushes open her bedroom door before smiling softly. There, on the bed, is her girlfriend curled up around her pillow. 

Her heart flutters and it almost makes working the late shift worth it. She picks up her phone, subtly snapping a photo before laying down on the bed. As she does so, Regina’s eyes open sleepily, a blush spreading across her cheeks. 

“Oh god.” 

“Emma will do,” Emma jokes. 

“This is so embarrassing,” Regina mumbles, “I blame you for this.” 

“For what?” 

“You’ve made me mushy and soft…and I miss you when you’re working late shifts and now here I am spooning your pillow just to feel close to you…and that is your fault for making me fall in love with you.” 

Emma simply chuckles wrapping her arms around her, “I’ll happily take the blame if it means coming home to you after a late shift.” 

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Emma comes home to find Regina stuck inside of Lucy's playhouse snaps a photo of her before helping her out

Thanks for the prompt :) 

Emma pants as she runs out into the garden having received a text from Regina which had read simply Emergency at home! Need your help…please don’t laugh. 

The text was confusing to say the least and so Emma had had her father cover patrol and rushed home. Upon finding nobody inside the house she had ventured into the garden where she finally finds her wife. 

Regina had asked her not to laugh but godammnit Emma can’t help it. She bites down on the inside of her cheek as she steps closer to the playhouse that Regina had somehow managed to get stuck in. One of her wife’s legs is hanging out the window whilst her arm is flailing by the door. Emma can’t see her head which is just as well because if Regina could see her biting back laughter and snapping a photo on her phone she’d be in major trouble. 

Emma smiles as she peers her head through the door finally spotting Regina lying on her back, a frustrated huff on her face as she attempts to manoeuvre herself free - a task made much more difficult by her seven month baby bump. Emma can’t resist. She snaps another photo earning a glare from her wife. 

“Sorry Regina,” she smiles sheepishly, “You just…you’re like a turtle on it’s back…”

“You did not just compare me to a reptile…”

“You’d make a cute reptile if it helps, how did this happen?” 

Regina sighs, “Lucy couldn’t find her Bunny this morning so I said she’d look for it while she was at kindergarden. I came out here to look for it but I slipped and ended up like this…and now I can’t get up…and you promised not to laugh!” 

“I’m not laughing I swear,” Emma promises, “Hold still.” 

She summons up her magic quickly poofing Regina free before running her hand up her wife’s arms, “Are you okay? Any injuries? The baby?” 

“I’m fine…and the baby’s probably laughing at me too.” 

Emma feigns innocence, “Too? Who else was laughing at you?” 

Swan Queen Chat Fic
  • *Emma comes home to find Regina is wine drunk*
  • Regina: Em-ma.
  • Emma: Hello, my majesty.
  • Regina: Em-ma. You're so pretty.
  • Emma: Thank you. I...
  • *Regina starts crying.*
  • Emma: Oh my god. Babe, what's wrong?
  • *Alarmed, Emma wipes Regina's face. Regina reaches out to caress Emma's cheek.*
  • Regina: Nothing is wrong. Nothing, Em-ma.
  • Emma: Your tears.
  • *Regina shakes her head, pulling Emma into a hug. She rests her head on Emma's breast.*
  • Regina: It's just...
  • Emma: Yeah?
  • Regina: I'm finally happy.

Screw Your Lipstick! 

Summary: Regina drops by one morning to deliver Emma’s lunch and Emma jokingly gives her a citation for being way too sexy.  Little does the Mayor know that the Sheriff intends to make her pay the ticket’s fine, one way or another.

A Few Inches Mean Everything (Or Nothing At All)      

Summary: Emma Swan had just discovered a hidden treasure at her girlfriend’s closet.

Let’s Have Another One      

Summary: While helping Regina look for a cure for Marian, a non-related ridiculous idea pops into Emma’s head.

Thank You for Raising Henry

Summary: Emma thanks Regina for raising Henry.

Happy Ending

Summary: Emma helps Regina find her happy ending.

i’ve never missed a stranger before (I think it’s nice)

Summary: Emma gets invited to movie night at the Mills mansion.

of school fairs and secret stares      

Summary: “And you’re sure people will pay money to do this?”
Henry nodded, dropping the last apple into the barrel of water. “Trust me.”


Summary: Regina understands the importance of tokens and sets out to help a heartbroken Emma.

Conference Call      

Summary: Emma puts a whole new spin on the idea of a “conference call”.

Distraction, Reaction

Summary: Regina drives Emma to the point of distraction during a tedious meeting, and in the process, reveals an interesting fetish.

The Actress Hasn’t Learned the Lines (You’d Like to Hear)

Summary: At least, that’s how Regina feels.  The Charmings take a nice, relaxing family vacation, although things don’t start out quite so smoothly.   Warning: fluff so sweet it’ll give you cavities.


It looked like a closet, but it wasn’t      

Summary: ‘It had been only half an hour until regular closing time, so Emma had considered half an hour with limited space - and Regina - the better option. Come on, how hard could it be? Emma was glad, that Regina was not able to see the miserable expression, that settled on her features as she realized her fatal mistake.’

Each Happy Ending’s A Brand New Beginning      

Summary: The little girl grinned as she looked up at her parents. “Daddy, is that story true?” “It absolutely is,” came another voice from the hallway.

This Could Be Paradise

Summary: Regina and Emma feel their baby kick for the first time. The sugariest, sweetest bit of fluff you will ever read (but okay, there is a tiny bit of angst in here, too). Warning: mild language.


Summary: Regina finds Emma injured after she attempts to go horse riding for the first time, alone.  

of ice packs and celebrations 

Summary: Regina’s not happy at all that Emma’s been sneaking her son off to play basketball - but Emma has a plan to get Henry to play in the game on Saturday, and it ends up working out quite well for everyone.

what good people do

Summary: “It’s like the fire all over again, but with their roles reversed. Regina remembers Emma’s words after they’d escaped the blaze - 'next time I’ll do the same thing, and the time after that, because that is what decent human beings do, that’s what good people do’ - and wonders if she’s being a good person right now.”

The Sun Must Set to Rise

Summary: “I don’t know what mothers are supposed to do with their daughters. Emma, I don’t want to be her.” Regina is freaking out, but Emma can bring her back down to earth.


Summary: cute right?

98 and ¾ Percent Guaranteed      

Summary: It’s been true though. I have been in Lurches and Slumps and I managed to find my way out. But now I’m stuck in The Waiting Place. And I’m just tired. I’m tired of waiting, Mary Margaret. So I need to do what the book says and head straight out of town. I need the wide open air.


Summary: Emma taked Regina and Henry to a local pond and teaches them both how to ice skate.

That’s What We Should Choose

Summary: They didn’t kiss. And there is a reason Emma is going to explain.

I Want You To Want Me

Summary: Pointless Swan Queen fluff.

Plain as Anyone Can See

Summary: [Emma is left temporarily blinded after a car accident with MM, and spends a week with Regina and Henry.]

A Little Bit More

Summmary: “Remind me again why I have to be the Grinch?” Regina huffed. Emma laughed softly. “Because I’m singing and Henry’s reading the rest of the story. And because you can’t resist that smile on your daughter’s face.”  

Seek And You Shall Find

Summary: “Regina Mills and Emma Swan were seekers on opposite sides of the Hogwarts’s quidditch teams.” Harry Potter Crossover AU


Summary: Emma gets into some trouble while out with Henry. Regina is not impressed.


Summary: “I assure you, I can stay warm without looking like a villain from the Ghostbusters,” Regina snorts, pulling her gloves on—leather, of course. Emma would even bet that they weren’t even the warm leather gloves. Regina would wear simple driving gloves to take a child sledding.

I’ll Never Have A Family Again (Or Will I?) 

Summary: Regina is left alone in the basement of Gold’s Pawnshop, until a unlikely person comes to see her.

Operation: Tree House Is a Go

Summary: “In the end, the tree house had been a really good decision for all parties involved."post curse-breaking

Of Pleasant Surprises

Summary: Emma lands on Regina after she comes through the portal.

 Through a Rose-Coloured Camera Lens

Summary: Henry has to make a video presentation to his class about his family, which forces Regina and Emma to interact. Undoubtedly, cute bickering and fluffy moments make their way onto film. The resulting presentation might just cause Regina and Emma to finally realise their true feelings and begin to appreciate their quaint little family.

Stolen Property

Summary: Emma comes home and Regina (missing her), is wearing her clothes.

The Notebook 

Summary: Not having someone – not even the memory of them? That was the worst pain imaginable.

What Makes You Beautiful

Summary: If only you saw what I can see.


Summary: Emma uses her favorite movie-time treat to her advantage.

Peaceful, Easy Feeling

Summary: Emma comes to the mansion to find Regina asleep over a book from the other world.


Summary: Regina finds Emma wearing glasses sexy and seduces her.

all the world’s a stage

Summary: Emma takes Regina’s hand, trying to convey all the strength she can through a squeeze. Regina’s eyes dart up to hers.“Take a bow,” Emma mouths, grinning bashfully.

Camping Trip

Summary: What if Henry wants to go camping? Regina is not fond of the idea but takes all she gets. Emma is coming along, but Henry wants his own tent, so the mayor and the sheriff must share.

Price of Magic      

Summary: Maleficent helps bring Emma and Regina together

A Fine Line

Summary: Upon Regina’s banishment, the small town of Storybrooke becomes protected once again by an enchantment that prevents anyone from leaving or entering Storybrooke. Emma and Regina find themselves on the edge of the town, wishing for a way to the other side.

Four Benches and a Bed

Summary: Bench No. 1 is at the docks. There have been other benches before; Storybrooke is littered with them after all. They are in parks and hospitals, in gardens and diners, and by the roads. There are lots of them. But Bench No. 1 (yes, capitalized) is at the docks.

Clean Break      

Summary: When 18 year old Emma Swan gets out of juvie she sets out to find the baby she gave up for adoption and make sure he’s ok. She takes a job as a maid in the Mayor’s house to get close to her son but she isn’t expecting to fall in love with him … or his life.

Roughin’ It 

Summary: Regina, Emma and Henry go camping, and Regina is not liking it one bit 

Find Me

Regina, Emma and Henry are playing hide and seek. Somehow, Emma always finds Regina first.

Growing Up: Tooth Fairy      

Summary: Growing Up Series: Henry loses his first tooth. Dash of Swan Queen within


Summary: Emma saves Regina in a political manner. Months after the curse breaks, an election occurs between Snow and Regina for the mayoral position.

Vanquished Sleep

Summary: What if, when she was preparing the Sleeping Curse for David, so that he’d be able to talk to Snow, Regina dropped the potion vial? And what if, when she picked it up, she pricked her finger?

Perfect Gift

Summary: It’s Regina and Emma’s first Valentine’s Day as a couple, and Emma has absolutely no idea what to get Regina


Summary: Magic baby fic - Emma and Regina are expecting the birth of their first child


Summary: Angsty fluff inspired by a few lines from FUN.- We Are Young"My lover, she is waiting for me, just across the bar. My seats been taken by some sunglasses, asking 'bout a scar.”


Summary: Emma comes to town and Regina is okay with it. Until Emma starts hitting on Regina and Regina doesn’t quite know what to do.


Summary: When she discovered lasagna, it felt like a stroke of luck and genius. It was simple enough she was hard put to screw it up and there was so much that could be done with it; Make it with meat, make it without, make it with different types of cheeses, add different spices. It became a game to see how many different combinations she could make and if Henry ever noticed how limited their diet was he was kind enough not to say.

It Was Amazing Not Kissing You

Summary: When the absence of a kiss is the perfect premise to understand Emma’s feelings towards Regina Mills.

Some Hope After All      

Summary: Emma successfully saves Regina from the wraith attack and doesn’t get sucked into the portal. How will the two women come to terms with their magical connection?

Elmo’s ABCs

Summary: It had been three long weeks since there had been a body between her sheets, let alone between her legs.

Just a Red, Leather Jacket

Summary: Three times Regina Mills had to deal with Emma Swan’s red leather jacket.

Just Say No

Summary: There’s something Regina Mills loves doing: saying no. Especially when it’s Emma Swan asking questions.

 Birthday Wishes Do Come True

Summary: Regina is baffled when Emma Swan of all people offers to celebrate her birthday with her.

Rest and Relaxation 

Summary: Regina’s never been outside of Storybrooke before, and when Emma discovers the brunette’s inner desire to see the world, she helps make it come true

Just Another Day

Summary: Just another friendly quidditch match between opposite seekers, Emma Swan and Regina Mills. Swan Queen/HP Crossover AU.

Polygraph Calibration for Beginners

Summary: When Regina is framed for Archie’s murder, she realizes that Sheriff Swan needs to get her lie-detecting abilities checked. Regina calls a friend from the world of endless wonder for help.

Seven Goodnights

Summary: It’s all fun and games in the Swan-Mills family, until an argument breaks out.

We’re Not Lost Anymore

Summary: Morning is the best part of the day, especially for a new family.

After All This Time

Summary: After thirty years of marriage, Emma forgets their anniversary for the first time

Morning Glory

Summary: Emma is not a morning person, so Regina discovers the many ways to get Emma out of bed

Dear Emma

Summary: Every 5 years since she was 13, Emma writes a letter to her future self letting her know what she’s been through and offering up words of encouragement to keep her on the right track. Over 25 years, Emma’s life changes drastically for the better.

Happy Birthday, Savior 

Summary: Emma’s birthday. A candle. A desire.
And also something new.

A Thousand Years

Summary: Regina reflects on her and Emma’s relationship as she walks down the aisle

Meeting the Future In-Laws (Or Our Crazy, Mixed Up Family Life)

Summary: Meeting the future in-laws for the first time is never easy. Especially if they are Snow White and Prince Charming… and you’re Regina.

Love Her Like She’s Leaving

Summary: You fight against your feelings for the longest time, harder than you fought many battles in your lifetime. You refuse to accept that she makes you weak in the knees, makes your heart melt when she gives you her most sheepish grin, makes you forget who you are, whose daughter she is.
Swan Queen, inspired by Brad Paisley’s song of the same name

a-city-dove  asked:

Can you write a ficlet of Killian spending the day with just Lily and David? And thank you so so soooo much for writing this story! xx

This isn’t exactly what you asked for… but I couldn’t get it out of my head. This is also unbeta’d, so sorry for the mistakes :)

They’ve been at it for hours, trying to one up each other and Emma’s starting to suspect that even though her daughter is only eleven months old, she knows exactly what she’s doing to her father and grandfather.

It all started when Lily said ‘Dada’ for the first time. The amazement and wonder lasted all about two seconds before her father started in with his pestering.

“Come on, Lily-bug. Say grandpa! Gr-an-pa!”

Her daughter giggles and shrieks out, “Dada!”

“Give it up, mate. My little love only knows one word and that’s dada.”

She also says ‘ba’ for her bottle and calls Henry ‘Hny’, but Emma doesn’t say anything.

“Want to bet on that?”

And thus started the four month battle between her father and her soon to be husband. Every time they are left alone with the little girl, Emma always comes home to find a new challenge and a new winner.

When Lily ate carrots over peas, David celebrated that it was because he fed them to her, while Killian growled that it ‘didn’t bloody count’.

When she pulled herself up for the first time, it was to reach for Killian while he was sitting on the couch. Her father swears it was because Lily was trying to get to him, but Killian just waved him off, telling him not to be a sore loser.

At nine months, Lily crawled for the first time and ever since it’s been a never ending battle to who she’ll crawl to first. To be fair, she crawls to whoever has something that she wants, she crawled to Leroy the other day because he had a cookie in his hand, but you can’t explain that to David and Killian. 

“She crawls to who she likes more!”

Which is why Emma is currently sitting at her dining room table trying not to laugh at the scene before her.

David is on his knees on the left side of the room and Killian is on his knees on the right while Lily sits in the middle, her little head turning back and forth to look at both of them.

“Will you crawl for daddy, bean? Come now, just like last time.”

“Lily-bug, hey,” Lily turns to look at David. “There’s my little princess, crawl to grandpa.”

Lifting her chin from her hand, she calls out, “You guys do realize that—”

“Shh!” They both hiss.

“It’s doesn’t count if she crawls to you, Emma!”

“You call to her, love, she’ll come to you.”

“Isn’t it better that she’s actually crawling more than who she’s crawling to?” Both of their heads snap back to glare and she lifts her hands up in submission. “Fine. But I don’t understand why she has to have a favorite. You know she loves you both.”

They grumble and turn back to the little girl who is currently sucking on her fist. After a few moments, Lily moves to her knees, grasping the edge of the coffee table to pull herself up, making David and Killian start to squirm.

“That’s a good girl,” Killian coos. “Such a smart lass, you are.”

Lily giggles and slaps her hands on the table top, rewarding them with a large, gummy, smile. She turns toward David and takes a step toward him, using the table as her support. He claps in celebration, inching closer until she stops and lets out another shriek, before she turns to her father and does the same thing.

For ten minutes, she repeats the action and every time they get excited, Lily throws her head back and laughs.

She knows exactly what she’s doing.

Emma allows it to go on a little while longer before she finally slaps her hand on the table and stands, “Okay, that’s it. It’s time for Lily’s nap.” Both men start to complain and when she tries to step in between them, Killian reaches out with his hook to stop her.

“She’ll be alright for a little while, love. We slept in this morning.”

Before she can respond, the front door opens and closes and the sound of footsteps echo from the hall.

“Guys, I’m home!”


Their son walks into the living room and without hesitation, Lily drops to the floor. Her little hands slap against the carpet until she’s at his feet. Pushing herself up, she holds out her arms and squeals until he finally reaches down to pick her up.

Emma smiles as Lily places a wet kiss on her brother’s cheek and rests her head on his shoulder, babbling on about something none of them can understand.

“Well,” she folds her arms across her chest. “Now we know who Lily’s favorite is.”

There are a few grumbles, but when David and Killian push themselves up from the floor, they finally admit defeat.

“You know,” Henry starts. “She should be walking soon.”

Emma just groans while David and Killian smirk.

Imagine comforting Evan through his breakup.

It was very late at night, I was up that night eating chips and watching X-Files over and over again on Netflix. My phone began to rang, “Who would call this late,” I said to myself as I reach over to my phone, to see that it was Evan who was calling me. “Hello?” I asked with a confused voice. He had been absent for a while now, him becoming famous made him too busy to really communicate, which I did understand. “Hey, did I wake you up?” He asked, I could tell something wasn’t right with his tone. “No, not at all, I’m watching X-Files,” I said with a slight laugh. He cleared his throat and sighed “Good, um. I’m kind of outside your apartment. I need someone right now, and I know it’s selfish, because I haven’t been around much, but can I come in?” I didn’t know what to say, “Of course, Evan.” “Okay, good, give me like 5 minutes.” Evan got upstairs and knocked on my door. I looked through the peephole, and he was holding a stuffed animal in front of it. He was so funny, and did such quirky things. I smiled and opened the door. “Hey,” He said with a smile, looking down at the teddy bear. His dimples showing. He walked in and set the teddy bear down “I got it for you, it’s dumb I know. I’m a cheesy guy,” he said with a shrug. “I love it,” I said as I hugged him. He buried his face into my neck and sighed. I led him to my couch and we both sat down. He didn’t say anything for a while then I asked him “Evan, are you okay?” “No, I’m not okay,” He said with a laugh, then I noticed he began to wipe his eyes to try and not cry.

Originally posted by maybe-4ever2gether

“Emma, she left. I came home and all of her stuff was gone. She left this note, that said ‘don’t try to talk to me, it’s over.’ I just… Wish she would tell me what I did, I don’t know what I did and it’s making me crazy,” He said burying his face in his hands. “I need to say this, Evan, because I care about you. Emma was awful to you, and you know it. She cheated on you, in front of you even. She beat the shit out of you, you tried to take some of blame of it, and then you bailed her out of jail the next day. You are probably one of the most amazing guys I have ever known, and you deserve so much better than that.” I said scooting closer to him, he looked up at me and that’s when he just began to sob, hard. He stopped to dry the tears off his face then smiled at me “I’m fine,” he said showing his dimple in his cheek.

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I gave him a concerned look and then sighed “Somehow I don’t believe you, you need someone better who isn’t going to hurt you. Someone who will treat you like you have always to deserved to be treated, someone like…” “You,” He spoke bluntly. My heart pounded “What?” “Someone like you?” He said again drying his face, and sniffling.”What are you getting at?” I said with a confused laugh “You have been friends with me since… High school, were nice to me when I was the geeky fat kid that everyone made fun of. You are probably the only person who doesn’t ask me for anything, because I am famous now. You’re just… You. I would some times think about  you, especially when Emma would come home all drunk and shit, being completely rude and obnoxious. I would think back to that one day, when I left to start filming Murder House, you hugged me. You told me that you knew I would do great things, and I remember thinking what if I would have kissed you like I wanted to, what would have happened? I would have pursued you. It’s times like this where she cuts me deep that I think about what could have been.” I was speechless, as my eyes were watering. “You’re just… hurt.” I  said looking away, trying to hide my own 10 years of pain I felt in my chest wanting to let him know how I had always felt about him. Even when he was that “chubby, geeky, kid,” he claims he was. He shook his head “No, I’m not just hurt. It’s true, you were my high school crush,” I giggled “You were mine,” I said with a smile “I was not! I was not okay in high school, I looked like a fat, lesbian,” I started to laugh at him “No you did not, Evan that’s such bullshit,” I said playfully hitting him. “I remember that one day, when you went with me to prom, I got you that flower that ended up giving you a horrible asthma attack and we spent the night in the ER.” He said laughing “You were always so sweet to me, even when I almost killed you with a flower,” He smiled, and that’s when he grabbed my hand, pulled me forward and began to tickle me “No!” I screamed in protest as my whole body convulsed. That’s when I head butted him and we both stopped, holding our heads “Fuck your head is hard,” He said groaning. “So is yours!” I yelled with a laugh. “Let me look, I’m sorry, you know better than to tickle me, Evan. All concussions are your fault,” I said, gently brushing his blonde curls aside. “I think you’re going to live,” I said laughing. He looked at me, his brown eyes gazing over my face. He took his hand and touched the side of my face, his finger tips gently touching my skin. He leaned forward then to kiss me and I pulled away “Whoa,” I said. His facial expression changed, and his face grew red “I’m sorry, I just… I don’t know. I think I should leave. I’m sorry,” He said as he got up, I could tell he felt rejected just now, and my heart hurt at the thought of hurting him. I stood up and ran to him. Grabbing his hand, “Evan, don’t go. It just surprised me is all, I didn’t think that you would do that. Besides, you just literally got out of a relationship with someone. I don’t want to be someone’s rebound,” He turned to me and held my face in his hands “You are too good to be someones rebound, don’t ever think that about yourself. This is not me looking for a rebound, this is me getting the veil off of my eyes, to see what I should have done years ago. I need someone who is better to me, like you have been.” he said. He then, leaned down and pressed his lips into mine passionately. I felt my knees buckle as I put my hands on his face too. His tongue moved around my bottom lip, then he bit down on it, tugging it gently, then chuckled as I let out a small sigh. He continued to kiss me, parting my lips with his tongue, eagerly exploring my mouth. I rubbed my tongue against his as he laid me down onto the couch, laying on top of me. 

Originally posted by tatebabee

The smell of his leather jacket, and his cologne filling my nose. He always smelled so good. He grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I felt like I was melting in his arms. His fingers moving down my bare thigh, sending chills down my back, goosebumps rising on my skin. I began to breath heavily, as he moved his hand up my shirt, and grabbed my chest, maneuvering under my bra to feel my nipple under it. My head began to pound and I let out a moan as he pinched his fingers around it. That’s when he pulled off my shirt, then accidentally turned the TV back on, the theme music blasting loudly we both jumped then started to laugh “Fuck,” He said as he reached looking for the remote, then turning it off. He looked back down at me and blushed “I’m so awkward I’m sorry,” He said as he leaned back down “I just don’t ever know what to say or do,” He started to kiss me again, unhitching my bra from behind me, I then unzipped his jacket and pulled off his shirt too. He moved his hand down my side, and moved his finger back and forth on my panty line of my shorts. He then slipped his hand down the front of my shorts and moved his fingers between my lips. He slowly slipped 2 fingers inside of me, and rubbed his thumb over my clit. He kissed along my jaw line, and down my neck as my breath caught, I let a small moan escape my lips. That’s when he sat up for a moment, and began to unbuckle his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down a bit, to show his bulge in his boxers. I sat up in front of him and pulled them down, to reveal how hard he was. I looked up at him as I wrapped my hand around it, and started to take him into my mouth. He exhaled sharply, looking down at me, grabbing my hair in his hands. I twisted my hand around his length, my mouth going up and down his shaft, taking brief moments to stop only to flick the tip with my tongue. “Fuck…” He muttered out, as I heard my name escape his lips. He sat down and I stayed on my hands and knees, to which he reached under me to still finger me. He rubbed my clit fast to a point I felt I may cum, then he stopped push his fingers deep inside of me. “Fuck, I can’t take it,” He said as he stood up. He then he pulled down my shorts and my panties. I arched my back so that he could have better access to me. He teased me for a bit with it, as he only rubbed his tip around my opening. Then he pushed himself inside of me, filling me with every inch of his length. I felt him grab onto my ass, and he started to go hard and slow. Going deep inside of me with every thrust. He kissed my back and the back of my neck as he did. He started to go faster and harder, the sound of our skin hitting echoing through the room. I moaned as he continued to go more and more, until I could myself nearing my climax, he pulled out and started to stroke himself, He turned me over and put himself between my legs, moving his face down, and began to flick his tongue over my clit, “Oh my god,” I muttered, when he started to finger me at the same time, he kept stroking himself as I came closer and closer. I pushed up against his face, and ran my fingers through his hair. I felt myself start to climax as I started to arch my back. He then finished himself, cumming onto my stomach. He both caught our breaths back, as I looked my stomach “It’s… Everywhere,” I said jokingly. He started to laugh “Yeah… I cum a lot.” He said as he got up, and grabbed me a paper towel. “ So, what now?” He asked me as he helped me get my clothes back on “We can finish this show?” I said reaching for the remote. “No, I mean. What now, between us. What does this mean?” He asked me as he buckled his pants. “What do you want it to mean?” I asked him with a smile. He sat back down and pulled me into his lap “I want it to mean something, I want to see where we can go,” He said kissing my forehead. “Okay, we will see where this goes,”