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.
It was another team get together at David Rossi’s mansion, his house was full of BAU agents all merry with Christmas cheer. The kids Jack and Henry were running through the house giggling, playing games with Will, Uncle Spencer, and Uncle Derek. Garcia, JJ, and Prentiss gossiped in the kitchen and Rossi, Hotch, and Y/N had snuck out once or twice during the evening to sample Dave’s cigar collection.
It was reaching 10 at night, both Jack and Henry were curled up watching Frozen forcing; to the amusement of the women, Morgan, Will and Spencer to watch it with them. Meanwhile in the kitchen Rossi was entertaining Prentiss, JJ, and Garcia with stories from his youth.
‘Now where have Bossman and Y/N got to’ said Garcia noticing their absence.
'I have no idea I haven’t really seen them this evening’ said JJ.
'Actually I haven’t really seen them outside of work all that much’ noted Prentiss causing the three of them to smirk.
'You don’t think…’ said Garcia with excitement.
'Ladies, I don’t want to interrupt but come and have a look at this’ said Rossi motioning out side from where he was stood at the patio doors. Gathering around Rossi the women looked out into the garden, the sight in front of them made them all coo.
Oblivious to the audience behind them sat wrapped in a blanket, cuddling together was Y/N and Hotch watching the snow fall around them.
'You know I can’t remember the last time I felt this happy, and I have both you and Jack to thank for that Aaron’ said Y/N from where her head rested on Hotch’s shoulder.
'Sweetheart, you make both me and Jack so happy in return. Y/N you keep me so grounded, content and happy. I love you Y/N’ Hotch murmered squeezing her into his side with the arm that was wrapped around her body. Y/N looked up at what Hotch said.
'Yeah?’ Y/N whispered a smile forming on her lips.
'Yeah’ breathed Hotch before bending his head down and softly placing his lips to hers. The kiss was soft and slow completely filled by emotion, slowly they broke apart and rested their foreheads together.
'I love you too Aaron’ said Y/N smiling, Hotch kissed Y/N’s forehead before she placed her head back on his shoulder, Hotch pulled Y/N further into his side slipping his other arm around her waist.
They both sat content, wrapped in each others arms under the blanket in their own world, before too long they were disrupted by knocking on the windows behind them. This caused Y/N to groan and push her face into Hotch’s side, making Hotch chuckle and press a quick kiss to her head.
'Time to face the music, come on we knew they would catch on soon’ said Aaron quietly.
'I know, but I like our little bubble though’ pouted Y/N causing Hotch to laugh pressing a quick kiss to her lips. They both got to their feet, folding up the blanket, turning around to walk back into the house they found the whole team minus Jack and Henry stood at the patio doors Wolf whistling, giving them the thumbs up and in Garcia’s case snapping photos. At the sight both Y/N and Hotch shot their friends grins, slipping their hands together interlocking their fingers before making their way towards the house and the rabble inside.
Based on the prompt by @cs-prompts:
two am and we’re standing outside of our apartment building because someone
pulled the fire alarm. You look cold and haven’t got a coat - do you want
to share my blanket?
After he got home from
a tiring day (and evening) of work at the docks he’d only just managed
to take a shower and throw on some flannel pants before collapsing on
his bed and falling alseep.
Now, he found himself standing
out in the bloody cold across the street from his new appartment
building, surrounded by his fellow residents. The building’s fire alarm
had send everyone outside in the dead of night. Killian, as he’d been
drilled to do by his brother, did not waste any time on getting dressed
or gathering his valuables - it’s not like he was so sentimental anyway.
However, he did make a stop at the appartment next door, where he knew a
woman, a beautiful woman to be exact and her son lived. Finding
that the door was slightly open, but that his worries were not quite yet
setteled, Killian knocked on the door and took a quick look inside.
Satisfied that his neighbour and her lad had obviously fled the
building, Killian found his own way outside.
Swan was pissed. You would think that people would know better than to
pull the fire alarm for no reason at 2 am. It’s illegal, annoying and
most of all, a very stupid thing to do in the appartment complex where
the town’s deputy lived. Emma Swan was not on duty tonight however,
which is why she found herself waiting until Storybrooke’s fire
department finally cleared the building so she could go back inside.
mom, are you gonna arrest the bad guys that pulled the fire alarm?
Maybe it was that grumpy looking man from downstairs’ whispered Henry.
‘I don’t know kid, I don’t think Leroy is usually awake this time of
night. But I’m gonna let your uncle David handle this one. As soon as we
can get back inside, we’re going back to sleep.’ Seemingly satisfied
with that answer, Henry nodded and looked around for a bit. ‘Hey mom,
isn’t that our neighbour Killian?, he looks cold don’t you think?’.
Emma looked over to who Henry was referring too, the hot british guy,
who’d been greeting her with a series of ‘goodmorning love’s ever since
he moved in two weeks ago.
He definitely seems like a decent
guy, which is good, but Emma decided that she does not have the time for
anything as distracting as her hot neighbour. Now mister piercing blue
eyes was standing there out in the cold, shirtless, and with the most
adorable pyjama pants on. Not realising she’d been staring, Emma quickly
turned her head & attention away from him when he sent her a smirk
and a raised eyebrow, as if to say ‘See something you like, love?’ After
a few moments, Emma came to her senses. ‘Wait, how do you know his name
is Killian?’. ‘I introduced myself’ said Henry simply. ‘According to
aunt Mary Margaret we should be nice to our neighbours. Besides, he and
Mary Margaret know eachother’.
Emma hadn’t know that piece
of information, but it didn’t change the fact she doesn’t like her son
talking to strangers, seemingly having picked up on Mary Margaret’s
& David’s tendency to only see the good in people. Emma couldn’t deny that it was awfully cold though. It was wintertime in Maine after all. Figuring her hot neighbour, Killian, at least didn’t deserve to catch hypothermia, Emma made a quick decision and made her way over.
startled when he suddenly heard a soft, ‘uhm hi’ coming from next to
him. Standing there was his beautiful, blonde and usually though looking
neighbour, wrapped in a big fuzzy blanket. ‘Hello love, are you quite
alright? I’m glad no harm has come to you or your boy’ ‘Yeah, we’re
fine. Actually, Henry noticed you must be pretty cold without a coat and
all, so I figured we can share my blanket. Just for warmth though,
don’t get any ideas. - And I’m not your love’ A bit surprised, but
none the less touched by her offer, Killian replied ‘Why thank you
love.. eh lass, if it’s not too much trouble, I could certainly use a
little warmth. You don’t have to worry about me, I am a gentleman after
‘I’m Emma by the way. Emma Swan’ ‘Swan, I’m Killian Jones, at your service’
Request: Can i request OUAT fic in which reader is henry twin but she didn’t get adopted by regina? When emma and henry reunited, they decided they want to know u. But reader didn’t exactly get her best chance in life. She is not welcoming either. They took her to storybrooke. Regina n the charming tries to get to know her too.
You looked around, checking to see if anyone was watching. “You alright, miss?” A security guard asked you, looking at you suspiciously. “I’m waiting for my friend, she said she’d be here at half past.” You said, trying to look worried. The guard checked his watch. “It’s only twenty past two.” “Half past one.” You said, going onto your toes and looking around. “Maybe I’m in the wrong shop. Is there another one of these nearby? I’m not from around here.” The guard shook his head. “No there’s not, sorry, but you can’t be waiting in here, I’m afraid. It looks like you’re trying to steal something. There’s a bench outside where you can wait.” You nodded, thanking him, then left the shop, walking quickly. Once out of sight of the store, you started running. After a minute or two, you ducked into a quiet area and emptied out your pockets. You’d managed to grab an apple, and a few candy bars. You quickly ate them, knowing your foster brother would most likely eat most of your dinner once you got home. A shadow fell over you, and you saw the face of your twin brother, Henry. He’d contacted you by email a while ago, telling you how you were related, and about your mother and saying that they wanted to get to know you, even including some pictures. You hadn’t responded. “What are you doing here?” You demanded, quickly stuffing your candy back in your pocket. “I wanted to show you this.” He said, handing you a few papers. You suspiciously looked through them, a frown appearing and growing on your face as you realised what they were. “Mum’s adopting you.” Henry smiled at you. You huffed. “I have a family, I live with them.” “They said it was okay. They signed it. Come on.” He held out his hand, which you didn’t take, walking stiffly beside him back to a yellow car with a blonde woman leaning against it. “Hey Y/N, I’m Emma.” You folded your arms, trying your best to make it clear to her that you were angry. She opened the car door, and Henry smiled at you again. You decided that you hated him, and his smiling. “Wanna sit in the front?” He offered. You didn’t respond, climbing into the back of the car and folding your arms again. On the seat beside you was a suitcase, which you recognised as yours, full of your things, that you’d never unpacked.
A few hours later, Emma parked the car on the street, and the three of you got out, Emma carrying your bag for you. You went up some steps and into an apartment. “I’m renting this place for a while.” She explained. “Henry lives with Regina, who adopted him.” “And ten years later, you decided to adopt me.” You muttered, looking around. “What changed your mind?” “Hey, she gave you up to give you your best chance!” Henry argued. You spun to face him. “Did she tell you that crap? Or was it your loving mom, Regina?” He glared at you. “Neither of them did! I know because it was the same reason Emma was abandoned. You should just be glad!” “Henry, enough!” Emma snapped. “Why don’t you go order us some food in Granny’s? And you can find the others, I’m sure they want to meet Y/N.” She softened slightly. Henry nodded, taking the money Emma offered, then left the apartment. “Maybe Y/N doesn’t want to meet the others.” You muttered, folding your arms. Emma sighed and sat down, gesturing for you to sit too. “How bad was it?” She asked softly. You frowned, still standing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “I have a superpower kiddo, I can tell when people are lying.” She gave you a gentle smile, but you turned away. “Listen, Y/N, I heard about some of the other places you stayed. I’m a bail bonds person, I know what I’m doing. I can promise you that here is not going to be like any of those places, but if you don’t believe me, that’s okay. Just give me some time. The adoption papers kind of mean you’re stuck with me.” She stood up and walked past you, opening the door and smiling at you. “Let’s go meet the others, okay?” You nodded reluctantly, following her out of the apartment and into a diner. She gave you a gentle push towards a booth where Henry was sitting with some food. “Go eat, I’m sure you’re hungry.” You nodded and sat opposite Henry while Emma went to talk to some more people. “This is for you.” Henry said, pushing a mug of hot cocoa to you, along with a slice of apple pie. “So is this. You seemed to really enjoy the apple you had earlier, so I thought you might like some more.” “Thanks.” You mumbled, sipping the cocoa, then frowning as you tried to place the mystery ingredient that made it really yummy. “Cinnamon.” Henry smiled. “It makes it much nicer, doesn’t it?” You nodded. “Yeah, I never thought of doing that.” “Well I’m sure you had other things to think about.” A woman with dark hair said, sitting beside Henry. “I’m Regina, Henry’s mom.” She smiled at you. You nodded. “Hi. i’m Henry’s twin. I don’t have a mom.” You sipped your cocoa, and then started eating your slice of pie, making sure to eat it slowly so that you didn’t have to talk.
A few days passed, and you warmed up to Henry, a bit, but you still weren’t friendly. You were on your way home from school when Mary Margaret caught up to you. “Y/N, Emma just called me. We’re all going to be spending the night at Regina’s.” She smiled. “Why?” You demanded. “The Wicked Witch is threatening our family. Regina has a protection spell around her home. Come on, let’s go.” She gestured to you to follow her. “Do I have time to get my stuff?” You sighed, having decided to feign disinterest in all the magic stuff, even though you loved it. “No, come on, it’ll be fun, I promise.” She started walking towards Regina’s house, which was really more of a manor to you.
A few hours later, and you were sitting on a couch in Regina’s living room, your hood over your head, pretending to be asleep. You felt the couch move as someone sat next to you, and you put a little more effort into pretending to be asleep. “You know,” Regina began, “Henry thought I was the Evil Queen. At least your adopted mother is the Saviour.” “I’ve been in enough foster homes to know that after a while, the nice stops.” You muttered. Regina rested her arm around you. “Y/N, I know this is difficult for you, and you’re scared in case you get hurt again, but is there anything we can do to show you that we’re different?” You shook your head stubbornly, which made Regina sigh, and then she smiled. “Do you like reading?” You nodded slightly, and moments later, you were sitting in the middle of a magnificent library. Regina gestured around. “You can read whatever you want, but if you’re using the ladder, please be careful. That door leads to the hallway.” She patted you on the back, and then left through the door she’d pointed out. Much as you wanted to, you were determined not to give in and read the books, so you sat there, arms folded stubbornly, for hours, until the door opened and Prince Charming came in. “Go away.” You ordered, and heard him sigh. “Nope. Come on.” When you didn’t move, he simply picked you up and carried you out of the library, into the back garden. It looked to be around eight or nine in the evening. He put you down and then stood opposite you. “Unfortunately, this town seems to be a target for attacks, so if you’re gonna stay here, I’d prefer if you knew how to look after yourself.” He picked up two sticks, tossing one to you. “Ever been in a sword fight?” You grinned, despite yourself. “Not exactly, but I have been in ordinary fights. And sticks help.” With that, you jumped forward, hitting him in the stomach with your stick. As he let out a groan, a genuine smile rose to your lips, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad here after all, because if they were teaching you to look after yourself, it meant that they couldn’t do anything to you, so maybe they really were the good guys, your ‘happy ending’, if you were to put it into Henry’s words.
Request from anon: Hi absolutly love your imagines, would you write an imagine about the reader being in neck deep into work and forgetting that it’s her/his birthday and everyone throwing a party for the reader? Perhaps with focus on Golds chara?
Note: Hope this is okay! Haven’t written much in the way of Gold yet :)
Gold x Reader
Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3
Why on earth had you decided to open up a bakery? Back in the early stages it had seemed like a brilliant idea, one that might have even paid off after a while, but instead of watching as the profits rolled in you found yourself working ridiculous hours and only just managing to make ends meet. So much for this venture shaping your future!
You didn’t even know what time it was right now but given how extremely tired you felt and how deserted the street was outside it was safe for you to assume that it was definitely sometime in the early hours of the morning. Another batch of pastries was in the oven and finally, for the first time, you could allow yourself to sit down and take a five-minute break
As soon as you sat down onto the chair the full force of your exhaustion hit you and before you could stop them from doing so your eyes closed shut.
This whole “Jen leaving the show” thing is really depressing. Like, REALLY. But what more depressing is that writers are intended to continue the show after Jen’s leaving, what i personally think is wrong.
And i want to spell that out just to clear out my point.
You see, I think, the show became really messy since… Well, actually, for me, it’s since they killed Robin. Which is Regina’s Soulmate, as you remember. And you need to know that I love Regina with all my heart, and she didn’t deserve this shit, and i’ll be forever pissed at writers to it to be honest. As time pass, i figured that Regina’s Happy Ending might be, are Zelena and Henry. And I got that, okay? I’ve even.. kinda accepted it, it’s right, it’s good, all good, at the end of the day, it’s a family show after all, no? But then again, i still don’t understand - if they wanted to show Regina as a strong and independent woman, (which don’t need a man, obviously) then why they gave her a Love Interest in the first place? It’s one thing. And it’s still confusing for me. The second thing is
How the hell are they gonna figure stuff out without Emma? I mean, she is the main character, this whole show is about her, it’s about Emma finding her happiness. Not to mention of Hook, who came a long way to find Emma, his True Love. Like, really long. It’s been a thousands of years. And now what? Are they gonna be separated from each other? Again? To start from where the came from? Like, hell no. I mean, they just got married. Why? Why would writers do such thing? Why can’t they just come up with a normal ending and leave it that way? Like, leave it. Regina’s happy, The Charmings are happy, everybody happy. Period. Because without Jen this show is not gonna be the same anymore. As for the characters - season 7 is gonna be a season of suffering for Hook, The Charmings, and everybody else. Because parents will lose their daughter, a husband will lose his wife, and a son will lose his mother. And I don’t wanna be a witness of that. I know i can’t see the future, and I don’t know what’s coming next, but I’ve seen the final promo - everybody will go back to where they started, and as we know, such things are never end up well. And to escape all of that sadness, I think the show really needs to be cancelled. The only thing I ever wanted was a logical ending, even if it will remain open for theories. It’s better that way. The previous episode was a truly perfect ending for me, and i’d like to keep it that way.
Not gonna lie tho - I could continue watching the show just because of Colin and Lana (simply because I admire their acting and everyone else’s storylines are not of interest for me anymore, to be honest), but I don’t see a point in it, since i can cut out all Killian and/or Regina moments from the show episodes and watch them separately if i’ll want to.
Don’t think of me as an ungrateful person - i am incredibly and endlessly thankful to writers for creating this show, to every actor, that brought it to life, it will be one of my favorite shows ever. It’s been an unbelievable, funny, sad, mind-blowing, heartbreaking, cheerful six years long journey that i’ll never forget. But i think it’s time for me to say thank you for everything, and goodbye.
The diner was crowded with familiar faces. People you have grown up with. Everyone knew one another, it was a great little community.
You and your best friend decided to have a little study session before class next week.
“This is stupid.” Amaya muttered.
You were nose deep in your book, feeling your head begin to pound. This was starting to give you a head ache, and all you wanted to do was sleep. “I give up.” You exhaled.
In the booth next to you, David sat with his son.
“Are you excited for school tomorrow?” He smiled.
You were chuckling with Amaya beside him. And he wasn’t able to help but glance over from time to time.
The first time he saw you, he felt his breath hitch. You were beautiful, breathtaking actually. And David was hooked from that moment on.
Henry shrugged his shoulders, and nodded his head. “I guess so. Kind of nervous.”
David furrowed his brows, leaning over the table. He glanced back at you, then met Henry’s gaze. “You’re going to do great. And I promise you, this is the last time we are moving.”
Henry flashed a smile, happy to hear those words fall from his fathers lips. He has been to 5 schools in 2 years, and honestly, he was beginning to dread it.
“In that case-” Henry muttered. “Maybe I can finally get a bike?”
David let out a soft chuckle, and nodded his head. “We will see. But most likely, yes.”
Amaya made her way to the bathroom, leaving you alone in the booth. You decided to take a small little break from studying, and enjoy the cup of coffee.
You glanced around the diner, until you met a pair of beautiful blue eyes.
David was taken aback, feeling his stomach flutter. He couldn’t believe just how beautiful you are.
You’ve never seen him before. His face was unfamiliar, mysterious, and yet inviting. You wanted to know him. Wanted to stare at every feature of his face.
But as the sound of the door opening from across the way, you snapped out of your trance and flashed a shy smile.
David felt the blood rush to his cheeks and forced to glance away. Hoping you wouldn’t notice.
“Dad!” Henry squeaked. “Did you hear me?”
David cleared his throat, and focused on his son. “Sorry, I didn’t. What happened?”
“I was wondering if maybe we could go to the town party tomorrow?” He pointed at a flyer that displayed on the wall.
“Yea, sure. Sounds fun.” He smiled.
You kept your gaze on the stranger. Absentmindedly nibbling on your lower lip. He was so attractive. From the way his hair stood up, to the way his shirt caressed his body. You were definitely drawn to him.
And though you couldn’t help but think of his appearance, you also couldn’t help but wonder who he was.
A/N: This got long. I’m not sorry. Thank you @malindacath for the traditions idea!
You knock on the door and it only takes a second for it to swing open. Aaron is standing there with a grin on his face and a Santa hat slightly askew.
“Merry Christmas Aaron.” You tell him with a laugh. You go to enter the house when he stops you with a held up hand. You furrow your brow at him and he points up at the ceiling. “Low blow Rossi!” You call and you hear him laugh from the other side of the wall. “What would you have done if it was someone else who opened the door?”
“Penelope opened it for me. She and Sam are already here.”
“Are you trying to make me jealous?” You tease quietly and he grins before pulling you to him and covering your mouth with his. Most of the team doesn’t know about your relationship, Rossi does but only because he can read Aaron so well and JJ caught you kissing once.
“Let’s get you inside and warmed up.” He says letting you cross the threshold. “I can bring your bag up to our room if you want.”
“Me, you and Jack?”
“No, Jack, Henry and Kai are sharing a room.”
“So are we telling the team?”
“If you want to.” You nod and his face breaks out in a smile. “Good.”
JJ and her family show up soon after you did. Henry comes barreling into the house and thunders up the stairs in his excited search for Jack. Derek and Savannah aren’t long after, their toddler Hank squealing excitedly. Spencer shows up with the girl he’s been dating Sarah. The party gets loud quickly, with your whole team, your families, Rossi’s daughter and her family, it’s chaotic.
“Alright.” Rossi says with a grin clinking his fork on his glass to quiet your rowdy group. “I want to thank you all for spending Christmas Eve here with me and my family. Now that we’ve had drinks and snacks I’d like to start my family tradition. Every year on Christmas Eve my family would have a cocktail hour followed by A White Christmas. But before that I know that Hotch has a tradition he and Jack do. Hotch?”
“Yes, Jack could you go get the supplies?” His son nods and takes off at a sprint up the stairs. “Every year Jack and I make a Christmas ornament for each other so we’re going to hand out ornaments with someone else’s name on them. You get to decorate the ornament any way you want.” Jack comes down with the bin and everyone gets an ornament. You’ve been given Joy’s, you start the Garcia family tradition while you’re all working. Watching the classic Christmas movies, Rudolf, The Grinch, Frosty the Snowman. You all sing along when you know the words and talk quietly over the movies.
When you’re all finished with your ornaments you leave them to dry and head outside to play in the snow, Spencer’s request. Of course Derek starts a snowball fight and a half hour later you all head back into the house soaking wet and laughing.
“Alright, let’s split off and put on some dry clothes, pajamas, and we can give out our ornaments then watch White Christmas.” JJ says peeling the wet coat off of her younger son.
“Before we watch the movie could we do my tradition?” You ask softly.
“Oh of course.” JJ says gathering up as many wet coats as she can. Rossi takes the rest and the two of them head down to the laundry room while the rest of you head up to change and you grab the key. Meeting all back at the tree you unveil the key.
“This, is a magic key.” You tell the group of five little boys, “This key will open any door so that Santa can get in when the fireplace is too hot or fake.” You explain. “We need to hang it on the front door and Santa will leave the key on the tree after he uses it.”
“But what if someone else comes in with the key?” Jack asks.
“Ah! I was hoping someone would ask that.” You say with a grin, “Only Santa can use the key. Do you want to test it on the door?” He nods and you hand over the key. He goes to the door and can’t get the key to fit and a smile lights his face.
“Can I hang it?” You nod and he does before shutting and locking Rossi’s front door.
“Alright. It’s time to give our ornaments and then hang them on the tree.” Aaron says and you all follow him back to the kitchen. You give Joy her brightly colored ornament and receive a tight hug back. Everyone hangs their ornament but you still don’t have yours. You don’t want to say anything, maybe someone was embarrassed about what it looked like but once everyone has settled down Aaron takes your hand.
“I have your ornament.” He says, the room goes silent as your team, your family, watches him present it to you. It’s not very elaborate but has four beautifully written words on it. You go to look up at him but are startled to find him on his knee in front of you.
“Hell yes.” You check the yes box on the ornament before hanging it on the tree. Your team collectively looses their minds. Aaron kisses you and slides the ring on your finger before you’re pulled away from one another to receive hugs and kisses from everyone in the room.
After the excitement dies down you curl up next to Aaron on the couch, Jack leaning against your other side. You sigh happily and look at the ornament Aaron had made for you. The black outlined gold letters sparkle against the lights of the tree.
Will you marry me?
This is one Christmas tradition that you’re going to continue for a long time.
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