The way Charming’s first impulse is to save/comfort/love/protect his baby girl no matter the situation, always makes my heart ache for all the time he lost with her. This episode is no exception. David Nolan is the true heart of the Charming family.
And she’s everything you wouldn’t want in a girl. She’s smart, and she can barely finish a book because she’s already planned on what book she wants to read next so she starts to read that book and forgets to finish the other. She’s crazy passionate about the earth and the well being of animals. My god does she love animals. She talks to them as if they could talk back. She cares about people even if they turn her a cold shoulder. She is all for the people and thinks that women should be treated with the same respect as what a man gets. She loves to talk about anything and everything. She’ll tell you about the stars and everything you need to know about dogs and horses. She’s the kind of girl you wouldn’t want. Not because she’s ugly because my god she is beautiful. And not just her physical appearance but her soul. It’s the purest and most raw and magical thing you’ll ever see. She’s the kind of girl you don’t want to touch in a physical way or emotional way. Not because she can’t handle it, because she can. She’s the closest thing you ever get to magic, I mean if you believe in that kind of crap. I sure didn’t until I met her in the coffee shop on 11th street. She was wearing all black and she had the most beautiful brown hair that would fall perfectly in front of her face even when she did pull it behind her ear. Anyways I didn’t touch her in anyway. I just admired her from the other side of the coffee shop. I guess I was a little afraid because I could already feel her existence was something that shouldn’t be messed with and I didn’t wanna screw her up. But I did. Her brown doe eyes locked on with mine and it felt like magic. Again not that I believe in it in that moment. The point is she’s not the kind of girl you want because she’s everything you could ever want in a “perfect girl” if there’s such a thing. She’s not the kind of girl you want because when you touch her for the first time it feels like snow falling and everything in between love. She’s not the kind of girl you want because when you break her heart you’ll see she won’t be the same. She won’t sing in the shower and she won’t radiate warmth from her smile when she looks at you. Like I said she’s magic and everything in between love and I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t love her knowing I had all the power in the world to destroy her. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t love her because she’s not the kind of girl who you just fall in love with. No, she’s the kind of girl who you fall in love with because she makes you see that everyone is equal and that animals do have feelings. She’s the kind of girl you fall in love with because you love the way she gets along with your mother and your father adores her. She’s the kind of girl who makes you believe in magic. She’s the kind of girl who makes you see that you have all the power in the world to do whatever you want if you believe and try hard enough. She’s the kind of girl who could be broken so easily if you hit the right spots and when you do.. when you do break her heart it leaves you feeling every bad word in the dictionary. It leaves you with a bitter taste every time you try and talk about her. It leaves you with nothing but a haunting memory of girl who cares more about everyone and everything because no one cared about her. She is not the kind of girl you wanna fall in love with because when you break her heart you’ll never be able to rid the taste of her strawberry lips from yours. You won’t be able to enjoy summer because it will remind you of the time you both sat under a big oak tree near a pond while she read books to you. Shes not the kind of girl you want because when you both part ways and head back home to the grey sheets of your bed it will flash you back to the time you first saw her naked and how you were so scared to touch something so raw and beautiful. She’s not the girl you want to fall in love with because you won’t be able to sleep at night when you part ways because you’re so busy wondering if she is loving someone else. So you see, she is not the kind of girl you want because she is just to damn magical to be real. Or maybe she is and you shouldn’t take my advice and tell me to go to hell but then again you’ll feel like hell when she cries for the first time because of you. So maybe she is the kind of girl you want but maybe she isn’t. Not because she doesn’t deserve love but because she deserves to be loved right, as if there’s a right way to love. My point is she’s herself and in this lifetime? That is something extraordinary and something that extraordinary deserves to be left wild.
So YOU are telling ME that TYRANNUS BASILTON GRIMM-PITCH would NEVER use his wand to make a HAIR BUN and every time he needs his wand he’ll DRAMATICALLY let his hair down FLAWLESSLY brushing down his neck and shoulders??? THE FUCK?
I feel like a lot of autistic people have a lot of trouble driving and getting their license. For many people that’s okay, there’s nothing wrong with that, y'all are valid in every possible way. Unfortunately, many of us live in cities where public transportation might as well not exist, in food deserts, in situations where we do not have people who can drive us places, in cities which make bike riding life-threatening and sometimes illegal. I would like to reiterate: there is absolutely nothing wrong with not being able to drive. The fucked up thing is a system which forces people to drive. This is intended to be suggestions for autistic people in similar situations to mine: in a food desert, no public transit, not enough money to pay for uber, etc.
Tips for driving while autistic and things to be prepared for:
-if you start dissociating and don’t feel that you can drive safely, pull over if you can. If there’s no clear place to pull over, get as far to the side as possible and turn your hazards on (this is the button with two red triangles, one inside of the other)
-keep plenty of water in the car. Keep food in the car too, but to prevent mice and rats from being tempted to investigate, keep the food in tightly sealed containers.
-if you miss the turn, it’s ok. I promise, it’s ok. Just take the next turn. Usually you’ll still be able to get to your destination by taking the next turn, and if not, it’ll give you a chance to pull over and re-evaluate or turn around.
-people will use some body language to indicate what they are intending to do. A waving hand means, “you go ahead of me.” A still hand, palm out means, “I’ll go first/thank you.”
-if you’re driving down a street too narrow for two cars, and you meet a car going in the opposite direction, just pull over for a second. Or if it’s super narrow, someone may have to back out of the street. It’s not a big deal. Try to be nice in those situations and they usually will be too. For that matter, sometimes I have to swerve slightly into the lane of incoming traffic because of bicycles and that happens too. People around you will do their best to compensate, but try to make sure you’re giving them enough time and warning for them to compensate (use your turn signal or hazards and spend as little time in the wrong lane as possible).
-no one wants to crash. Usually if you do something stupid the people around you will compensate and avoid you, although you might get some honks and middle fingers (yeah, mentally prepare for that)
-in terms of speed limit, it’s usually better to match the cars around you. The actual speed on a road is usually about 5mph over the posted speed limit.
-it doesn’t matter if you are going 15mph over the speed limit. There are still assholes who will tailgate you. (Meaning they will drive really close behind your car attempting to intimidate you into driving faster) The key thing to remember is that they also don’t want to crash, which means all they will do is intimidate. Because I’m an asshole and I hate tailgaters, I usually slow down when someone starts tailgating me. Remember: do not start driving faster. Police will ticket the person in front (aka you) because that person is “setting the speed” and they will not ticket the tailgater.
-parking is stressful, especially in downtown areas. Be prepared to wander for a while looking for parking and factor that into your drive time.
-some places no longer require you to learn to parallel park. Please learn anyway if you feel able. It will make finding parking a lot easier later on.
-bicycles will always be where you least expect them. Always. Especially if it’s illegal for them to be there. Just be prepared for them being anywhere and everywhere and not following the laws of traffic at all.
-the first time it rains or snows in the fall/winter, literally everyone will have forgotten how to drive. It’s a thing. Be prepared for the roads to be chaotic
-the most difficult part is the test itself. That’s the part where you disregard everything I’ve said about how driving actually works and just obey the letter of the law the best you can. Don’t forget you can retake the test if need be. Also, there will often be reviews online talking about which DMV in your area has the easiest test route.
-I try to do meditation breathing a lot while I’m driving under stressful circumstances. It’s very helpful for me
I hope this is helpful. If anyone else has any other tips for driving while autistic, I would be glad to hear them.
Edit: I can’t believe I forgot this! I’ve found that certain types of stimming can be somewhat dangerous while driving. I’d say chewing stims are fine, vocal stims are cool, but I would hold off on the visual and physical motion stims until you’ve had quite a bit of driving practice. Auditory stims are somewhat ok, but be careful to make sure you can still hear sirens and stuff (also earbuds/headphones while driving are illegal in many places)
-turn signals can basically function as a way of telling people around you “hey, pay attention! I’m about to do something!” Even if you’re just changing lanes or are swerving around an open car door you can use them to communicate that people should be ready for you to do something unexpected.
-traffic will stop much more quickly than you expect. Always keep an eye on the brake lights ahead of you.
From being forced to give her up when she was a baby, to seeing and reuniting with their baby girl for the first time in 28 years, to the first time Emma realized that Charming and Snow were her parents and that they’re home, to now them together as a family walking down the aisle ready to give their daughter away to her true love.
Simon’s pacing in their room hands slightly sweating, constantly shoving them in and out of his pockets. He wasn’t normally like this. He didn’t get visibly stressed like this, especially not where Baz could come in at any moment - he couldn’t show weakness, otherwise he’d hear about it for weeks on end.
But this, this was different.
It was merely minutes ago, Simon had suddenly remembered about the Magic Words homework he hadn’t done and was rifling through Baz’s bag while he was still in the bathroom, god he took a long time, (well he had to get his hair that soft somehow..)
But he found something.
At first he’d thought he’d struck it lucky, finally had access to the book he always found him scribbling in, plotting in!
Or maybe at least some useful notes…
But it wasn’t anything like that at all.
It was much more personal than just school notes, it was everything Baz had never said aloud and -
It was all about Simon.
Hearts with their names in it scribbled mindlessly on the corner of the page. And then the next one. And the next.
Random little verses that somehow seemed to all mention a sunshine boy with moles as sun kisses - which he would rather like to kiss himself.
And then Simon shut the book suddenly feeling so wrong. This was wrong. But it felt so right?! But surely that was why it was wrong! How could Baz feel this way about, about him? And why did it make Simon feel all sorts of fluttery twitching feelings in his gut, not to mention the lifting sensation in his chest?
Simon hated Baz and Baz hated Simon that was how it had always been!
But now he was left just waiting for Baz to come out of the bathroom and face him and, and do what? He hadn’t a clue.
Before he had anymore time to process it all the door flew open and Baz strut out, fully dressed in his Watford uninform, hair only slightly damp but the waves still effortlessly defined.
He knew something was up.
“Snow I’d stop standing there with your mouth open before a fly goes in”
“Well it’s not going to be a scone is it snow? I tried to give you a little credit but maybe you really are that thi-
Is that my bag open? Snow what the fuck were you doing in my bag?!”
“I-I was just trying to find the homework….” shit, he hadn’t managed to put the book back either, maybe if he just tried to play it off he wouldn’t notice..?
“Fuck Snow do you have no boundaries?!”
He was mad, but hadn’t noticed, maybe he could shove it under the bed with his foot?
“DID YOU READ THAT?”
He’d noticed - no hope for hiding it now.
Baz had took a step forward towards Simon sat on the bed slightly leaning away, his wet hair dripping onto Simon’s trousers.
Was, was he blushing? How did a vampire even blush? But he must be, he could feel the heat.
And suddenly Simon’s hand were around his face and was pulling Baz towards him.
Taken aback, he fell on top of him, his hair now mingling with Simon’s mass of curls.
A slight resistance, then he lost his own hands in the gold, pulling him closer, barely stopping a moan escape his lips. He’d wanted this for so long, imagined this in so many ways and now, now it was Simon who had kissed him.
A wonderful sensation he hadn’t even dared to dream.
But he had to pull away, reluctantly and slightly panting, he held himself above Simon on the bed where they had moved themselves.
Simon followed his lips up, still softly sucking at his lower but fell back in defeat.
“Why? What? You-you like me like that? You like me at all?”
“I’ve always liked you Baz, it just took this to know it”
“So, you like, don’t mind me doing this..?” He started kissing his collar bone, following his moles back up to his mouth, pushing him back down on to the bed, softly at first but then his a need, no a hunger that he had felt for the past 5 years.
Again he pulled away, this time more than slightly panting, and Snow seemed to be out of breath too,
“….that, that is absolutely fine” and simon pulled him back down by his tie, there lips locking as he undid Baz’s top button.
He moved to undo Simon’s but was unsurprised to find it already undone so moved onto the rest, finally able to hold his back how he wanted - needed to.
Finally it’s their shirts off he pulled him closer, both moving against each other, in complete denial that the morning bell had already gone.
They would send someone to check on them soon, assume that one of them had finally got around the roommates bind and managed to murder the other.