its up to emma

reasons to love harrison ford

1. hates donald trump
2. got his ear pierced at claires because why the FUCK not
3. legit asks people to beat him up in action scenes EVEN NOW AS AN OLD ASS MAN
4. is arguably one of the most iconic star wars characters yet couldnt give less of a shit abt star wars
5. the universe tried to kill him (or at least permanently incapacitate him) twice in 2015 and it only mildly inconvenienced him
6. flies helicopters in search and rescue missions
7. was in his 40s for the majority of the indiana jones series which is fucking insane when you think about all the stunts involved
8. quote “the director yells cut and harrison cracks open a beer and then builds a fucking shed”
9. arguably sexy
10. points angrily and its super effective

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If there’s such a thing as peace, I will find it!

The Hero of Jiraiya’s Novel, Naruto 

So, there’s this relatively new member of our team who’s a gossip fanatic, she’s always around chatting everyone up and then reporting the juicest news and hot details she’s given, which is a demeanour our main client is pretty bothered by, therefore she always makes sure to shut up and behave around them.

Two coworkers of mine, me, the Big Boss and our client were arranging and planning a few things, when she burst into the room, not noticing the BB and the Client, who were at that moment having coffe behind the door and she went “ooooh, you know what they say about Louis Tomlinson not actually being the father of his child? Looks like it’s true after all, even though it’s been ages!”

We didn’t have time to gesture to her, that my client appeared from behind the door all frowny and straight faced “yeah, the same ages it took you to dig this oh-so-shocking information up, with that quick, sharp rate of yours you’ll have to start working on the next campaign tomorrow morning if I want it out before 2036″.

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You don’t have to tell me if you ever think of me. You don’t have to tell me, I can still believe

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“Do you really think I’m made of stone? C'mon!
That we only love the things we own? Baby, you’re wrong”

It’s All Over But The Crying” - Garbage (x)

I feel like relationship goals is dating a guy and then when he dumps you to date his hotter older brother who is also a drug dealer who can afford to get you a lung transplant but maybe that’s just me

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#tfw your crush beats up your ex-boyfriend to defend your honor

Honestly, all this pain comes back to one thing every time: we wouldn’t be constantly put through the wringer if Elizabeth and Iain weren’t arguably the best actors on this show. They are incredible and I love them to death and will forever shout for them to continue getting this much screen time, but at what cost. I feel guilty every time I say “this isn’t what I signed up for” after a strong emotional Fitzsimmons scene because deep down I know that is is also exactly what I signed up for haha

I really do think Dylemma

Is the purest ship of all time. I mean absolutely nothing about is toxic? There was no drama aside from the threat of Norman but other than that between the both of them Dylan made sure she consented to sex, he bought her lung transplant and never once used it to be with her, he didn’t even tell her so she didn’t feel obligated to date him. They respect each other and neither has cheated. But seriously tho I think this ship is prolly the purest ship I’ve seen in like a longggggg time!

Some Mama Snow with a side of suggested Tinkerhook and early CS. Set at the end of 3x03 just after they picked up Tinkerbell. Inspired by the Snowing song in the musical number but contains no spoilers. Just my headcanons. Unbetad


Hook and Tinkerbell–still weird– lead the way through the jungle, walking almost shoulder to shoulder and talking in low voices. The sight unnerved Emma. It wasn’t hard to guess that those two had history but what kind? It hadn’t escaped Emma’s notice that Hook hadn’t lifted his sword toward the fairy or that he had called her pet names in that frustratingly familiar way he had. There was still so much she didn’t know about him, couldn’t trust about him.

She looked behind her to see Regina following, deep in thought and barely aware of where she went. For some reason the mayor trusted Tinkerbelle to help save Henry and maybe that should be enough. Emma turned back around and caught Hook grinning at the fairy. Her stomach gave a twist and she gritted her teeth against the surge of what she wouldn’t admit was jealousy.

She looked away peering into the jungle and refusing to care who Hook smiled at.

“Hey.”

Emma glanced up to see Mary-Margaret falling into step beside her.

“Hey.”

“You okay?” Her mother’s eyes traveled to Hook and then back at Emma as if she guessed at something. Emma’s defenses flared up, first Regina called him her boyfriend and now Mary-Margaret was giving her that look.

“I’m fine.”

They walked in silence for awhile and Emma could feel the other woman thinking, trying to work out a way to say something. Emma squirmed inside. Her confession on the log the other night had been difficult but it had connected them in a way that reminded Emma of her friend, Mary-Margaret and not her mother, Snow White. She must have felt it too because she had seemed intent on strengthening it; dropping comments and sending Emma glances throughout the day. It was kind of sweet, it was kind of annoying.

“I talked to birds,” Mary-Margaret burst out.

“What?” Emma’s steps faltered and she stared at her before continuing to walk.

Mary-Margaret gave a self-conscience smile. “I know it sounds insane but–“ she shrugged. “It’s one of the few things the Disney movies got right.”

Emma blinked trying to process the information. “Okay. You talked to birds.”

She nodded. “And my horse and sometimes chipmunks.”  Emma felt slow, like she was missing the point entirely.

“Why exactly did you talk to them?”

“Because I had no one else to talk to.”

It was said openly, honestly, without the pain or hostility Emma would have expected. Her brows furrowed.

“It started just after my mother died. I would just tell them everything I was thinking or feeling and they would chirp back and somehow it made things better. When I lived in the woods sometimes I wouldn’t see another person for weeks. The animals kept me sane.” She gave a little laugh. “Or I guess as sane as a woman who talks to animals can be.”

Her voice was bright a small, smile on her face but Emma sensed the pain behind it. Regina coped with sharp barbs and snark, Hook with innuendo and smirks, and these were methods Emma understood and accepted, but to face pain and loneliness with a smile and hope the way her mother did was harder for her to grasp. Mary-Margaret hid behind smiles, so often that Emma sometimes forgot that she was hiding, that she wasn’t as untouched by pain or sorrow as she appeared. Feeling awkward with the revelation Emma used one of her own weapons.

“Okay. Well, I guess as long as you didn’t sing to them it’s not so crazy.”

“Actually–”

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“It was a spell!” Mary-Margaret protested.

“A singing curse? Really?” Emma shook her head and grinned. “And I thought tromping through Neverland with Captain Hook, the Evil Queen, Snow White and Prince Charming was the pinnacle of weird.”

Mary-Margaret chuckled beside her. “Something tells me your life might get much weirder.”

“I sure hope not. This is about all I can handle.”

“No. You can handle much more. You can handle anything.” The faith in her voice made Emma’s throat close up. She hadn’t known how much she needed that little boost of confidence.

Emma smiled her thanks. They fell into a companionable silence that lasted until they reached their camp. And it wasn’t until she was laying down to sleep that Emma found herself wondering just how a singing curse would work. Images of every Disney musical number she had ever watched flashed before her eyes. She would ask Mary-Margret in the morning about it. And it was that thought that followed her into sleep and gave her some very interesting dreams.

Once Upon a Time: Scoop on Wedding's Uninvited Guest, 'Epic' Final Battle

Talk about your wedding crasher.

This Sunday on ABC’s Once Upon a Time, bride-to-be Emma used the power of the song that had been inside her since before birth to thwart The Black Fairy’s first attempt at staging The Final Battle. Rumple’s mom, though, was down but far from out.

Instead, just as Emma and Hook exchanged vows (punctuated by a joyous duet-turned-group sing-along), The Black Fairy used the massive stash of fairy dust she had mined to unleash a new Dark Curse, one that snaked out of the clock tower and enveloped the wedding party and guests, as the episode came to a close.

“We’re well aware that we’ve done a curse ‘occasionally in the past,‘” Once co-creator Eddy Kitsis notes with a wink, “but this time we’re trying to do a little twist on it.”

That’s because this particular dark curse was born out the need for a Final Battle that lives up to its name, between the savior, Emma, and Great Evil aka The Black Fairy. As co-creator Adam Horowitz explains, “It was less about thinking of it as a curse and thinking about it as, ‘What is the Final Battle?’ We had a concept for what this Final Battle would be and we kind of worked backwards from that. That led to this curse that you saw hinted at.”

Given the none-more-black nature of this curse, “The usual tricks don’t work anymore” to undo it, Kitsis warns. As Ginnifer Goodwin shared after a press screening of the musical episode, “The breaking of the curse involves something far more dramatic than anything that’s ever broken a curse before. If it were to break! We could all just be blown into oblivion, and that’s just it.”

Elaborating a bit on what it might take to vanquish this threat, Goodwin said, “What broke the very first season’s curse was a kiss — very pure, unromantic true love expressed between mother and son. The love that it takes in the finale… I feel is categorically bigger.”

Setting the stage as it does for their TV daughter’s Final Battle, Josh Dallas avowed, “It’s going to be a showdown of epic proportions,” while Goodwin said that although the face-off geographically goes down in Storybrooke, “Emotionally, they are all over the map.”In addition to bringing to life the darkest of curses and accommodating The Final Battle, next Sunday’s two-hour finale also has the burden of giving closure to the characters and journeys that viewers have spent six seasons with, yet leave the door open juuuust enough to unfold a new tale — if the series gets renewed by Tuesday, May 16 (when ABC announces its schedule for the 2017-18 TV season), and knowing that a chunk of original cast won’t be returning in the fall.

“[The writers] found a magical way to make it go either way,” said Goodwin. “I mean, in classic Once Upon a Time style, there is a twist… and it serves all of the characters very well.”

Dallas realistically acknowledged, “You can’t please everybody. I think that some people will be happy and some people will be angry and upset.” But given that “each character gets something that the fans should be happy with, that each character deserves,” he added, “I think most people will be [happy].”

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Acquainted with the Night (1/16)

Summary: In a bid for the power born of true love, King Arthur binds Emma to the broken blade Excalibur.  Unbeknownst to him, Killian Jones is bound to the other half, having given himself over to the darkness in order to exact his revenge on Rumpelstiltskin.  He frees Emma from King Arthur’s control, sparking the beginnings of war between Camelot and Misthaven, and a quest to rid her of the darkness.  (No Curse AU)

Rated: M

Warnings: Blood, violence

Words: ~800

Chapter: Prologue, One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Epilogue

Notes: This story began with a simple idea: what if I wrote an EF AU where both Emma and Killian were Dark Ones?  And now, about a year later, here it is!  It is completely finished, and will be updated on Wednesdays and Saturdays.  Endless love, devotion, and gratitude to @ripplestitchskein, without whom this story would never have happened, and thanks to @unfolded73 for reading this through, and giving me invaluable pointers.  Credit to @seethelovelyintheworld for the gorgeous banner.  Title borrowed from the titular poem by Robert Frost.

Tagging by request: @natascha-remi-ronin, @the-captains-ayebrows, @maryvmassakre, @captainswanismyendgame, @katealexandra26

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Prologue

There was little that compared, Emma decided, to the weight of a blade in one’s hands.  When it was well-forged, the hilt balanced neatly between her thumbs and forefingers, the others joining just behind to caress the gilded handle.  The filigree pressed arcane indents into the palms of her hands, swooping letters that spelled her own name, and another’s.  The blade itself was swiveled, leaping in smooth currents down towards the deadly taper, tipped up and out, the way her father had taught her.

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watched the 2017 Beauty and the Beast for the first time last night and it occurred to me as I watched Emma Watson walk singing through a quaint and picturesque village that. someone paid her. to be a disney princess. there was money changing hands. it was being given to her. in order that she sing and dance and act like a disney princess