once upon a time headcanons

daddy!killian
  • killian: henry eat your grapefruit i don't want you getting scurvy
  • killian: henry you spend too much time on your video box go outside
  • killian: henry make sure you put on your magic white lotion which protects you from the rays of the sun
  • killian: henry please don't cross the street without looking in fact just hold my hook
  • killian: henry i read on a website called "webmd" that standing next to the tiny food heating box can give you cancer s t e p a w a y
  • killian: henry, your mother said i should just shroud you in this plastic thing she calls "bubble wrap" please come here
  • henry: *looks at camera like jim from the office*

in every world, in every realm, in every version of the story, neal and emma find their way to one another.

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When ye Old Testament ocean god is as pissed off with the world above as you are. Archie finds a kindred spirit but whether it’s a wise idea combining both their rage to reclaim the sea is from the despoiling of mainlanders…..questionable. 

Headcanon says that he met Kyogre once upon a time as a child and mistook it for a large and very friendly Wailord.
Wailmer and Wailord in Pacifilog culture as seen as ‘Kyogre’s Children’ and are sacred animals. Trainers can commune with them and if they see fit, invite one onto their team via battling or other methods, but the people of Pacifilog will take 0.000% of your shit if you hurt or try to force these creatures to do anything they don’t want. 
If a Wailmer comes with you, it’s because they want to. 

When Archie finds religion in prison, he digs into that memory of communing with Kyogre as a child, studies old text and comes across one describing Primal Reversion, and the rest is Hoenn History. 

I liked the idea of Primal Reversion literally reversing Kyogre who under normal conditions is based off an Orca/modern tooth whale, into a Basilosaurus/primitive whale. 

Archie’s old gods don’t fuck around.

eva + vilde + sleep over

  • seeing p. chris and eva stuck to each others faces at every single moment has been messing with vildes brain but she just isn’t sure why exactly
  • maybe because eva is her friend and chris has shown he’s an untrustworthy asshole??? and she deserves so much much better???
  • or maybe maybe maybe its bc of the butterflies she has when she sees eva smile or recognises her amazing hair between all the other people or maybe its because…
  • but vilde doesn’t want to think about that. it gets too real and she’s not sure enough of her feelings yet (or of herself for that matter)
  • + there’s also the fact that eva is very much in a thing with chris right now
  • but one night when vilde has been drinking just a little bit too much and she’s the only one left at eva’s and they’re laying in her room, both taken up in their own thoughts she blurts it out
  • “i think about kissing you a lot”
  • and there’s silence and more silence and more silence
  • and vilde is starting to panic because what did she just say???????? did she really just say that????????

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Swan Queen headcanon

Emma is out on the pier, staring out to the sea. She brainstorms ways that she can get rid of The Queen without killing Regina. But how? She could tried finding a spell with the help of Regina and Belle but no luck. She can’t kill Regina. She just can’t. She knows she promised Regina but she cared too much about Regina. Who else could co-parent Henry with her? Suddenly, she is approached by Regina.

“Emma,” Regina says nervously. “It’s time”

“Time for what?” Emma asks.

Regina takes a deep breath. “I need you to kill me.”

Emma is shocked. She can’t do this.

“NO!” Emma says. “I can’t kill you. I promise we’ll find another way”

“The Evil Queen has done too much. The town is at risk. Henry is at risk. You are at risk,” Regina replies. “Please. I don’t want the everyone to die at the hands of my evil half/”

“I can’t kill you,” Emma says. 

“Why?” Regina responds.

“Because - um - if I kill you with magic, I might have dark magic and I don’t want that to happen.” Emma answers nervously. She’s just making excuses.

“Well here,” Regina says as she poofs a gun into her hand and gives it to Emma. Emma points the gun straight at her chest but her hand is shaking.

“I-i can’t,” Emma stutters.

“Emma, you made a promise to me. You promised me that you would kill me when needed,” Regina says. “Give me one good reason why you can’t kill me.”

Emma hesitates. How does she tell her that she’s in love with her? She does the only thing she can think of. She walks up to Regina. Their faces are millimetres apart. Emma puts her arm around Regina’s waist and caresses her lips on to hers. Regina is shocked at first but closes her eyes and indulges in this moment. She cups her hands around Emma’s face. Emma pulls away.

Emma says, “Because I love you.”

When they get back from the underworld, Killian asks Emma to cut his hair.


“I don’t know how to cut hair. This is going to be a disaster,” she says, handing the scissors back to him.


“Emma, please,” he responds, eyes wide (and almost… panicked? If she’s not mistaken?), and not taking them from her.


“Okay,” she nods, eyes shut. “Okay.”


So she gets him set up in a chair at the kitchen table, and drapes an old shirt over his shoulders because she knows how much it’ll bother him, little clippings of hair stuck in his clothes if she doesn’t. 


And she begins to snip,


And snip,


And snip.


Until she thinks she’s got it mostly even. But it’s shorn too short in some places, and is still awkward and long in others. His bangs aren’t in his eyes anymore, but they’re cut at a swooping angle, with one long piece at the end. And she’s cut away too much on top.


“I warned you,” she says, grimacing, before he can look in the mirror. He looks, examines it from all angles. His face is unreadable. And then… he grins. It almost looks as if he’s about to laugh.


“It’s perfect, Swan.” He smiles even bigger, if it’s possible, lips stretched a mile wide. He kisses her, and she runs her fingers through the long bits at the back (at least she got that part right).




That night, he’s fast asleep. She wakes up from a nightmare and snuggles in close, but she just can’t drift off. So she stares. At the ceiling, at the moon outside the window, at his new haircut. And she just can’t help it; she needs to fix this. So she closes her eyes and pictures his hair cut trim, neat, the way he used to keep it. And poof, there it is, good as new. She stays awake for a while after that, but eventually fixes herself an “adult cocoa” and goes back to sleep. 


The next morning, he rises with the sun as always and putters around the house until Emma wakes. At some point, he catches his reflection, hair trimmed almost professionally. His eyes narrow. He runs to a mirror and examines it. He’s almost… disappointed. Emma comes downstairs before he can switch his expression, and catches sight of his brows pulled together, lips angled downward. 


“Everything alright?”

“You changed it while I was asleep, didn’t you?”

She looks at him funnily. “Well, yeah. It was a mess.”

“Aye, but it was a beautiful mess.” Her eyebrow raises, disbelieving. “It might not’ve been traditional, love, but you’re the one who did it. I truly did like the look of it.” She smiles a little. Hugs him for a moment, kisses his cheek. 


“Do you want me to switch it back?” He nods eagerly, like a kid offered a free puppy. With a wave of her hand, his hair is once again choppy, bangs angled and clumpy, long in the back and too short on top, sideburns uneven. He waggles his eyebrows at her, then spins around to look in the mirror. He spends at least two whole minutes examining the look from every potential angle, making silly faces to amuse her but not saying a word. 


“I love you,” he says eventually.

“I love you too.”





A/N: Okay I’m not sure what happened. I was just going to give a cute little two-sentence headcanon but it really sorta got away from me and now we have this.

IMAGINE YOUR OTP

building a pillow fort together

I wonder if there’s like a special section in the underworld dedicated solely for Emma’s dead boyfriends.

Maybe it’s like an AA meeting

EA

Emmaholics Anonymous

“Hi, I’m Killian and I too fell in love with Emma Swan.”

then you just hear a chorus of: “Hi Killian”

IMAGINE YOUR OTP

crashing a wine tasting and pretending to be classy and know what they’re talking about

20 Carlisle Cullen Headcanons

Once upon a time, my Secret Santa wanted my headcanons for everyone’s favorite vampire doctor, so here they are (or some of them anyways): 

  1. Although he always tries to keep busy at hospitals, he enjoys spending any spare time looking at newborns in the nursery. (Babies, not vampires)
  2. His favorite and least favorite surgical specialty is pediatrics since he loves being able to save and bring back happiness to children, but it devastates him if they die because they’ve barely experienced life.
  3. He prefers living in big cities rather than small towns because it’s easier to blend in more.
  4. With big cities come bigger hospitals with cooler equipment and more people to save.
  5. He’s fascinated by nightlife because he can’t always experience society to its fullest potential during the day.
  6. Tried clubbing once. Didn’t like it very much.
  7. Loves hot showers, even if he doesn’t technically need them, because it makes him feel just a bit more human for like 20 minutes, provides an escape from the rest of his family, and allows him a place to think quietly.
  8. He also tends to carry steaming mugs of coffee, tea, water, etc at work so his hands are warmer for patients and it makes it more plausible for him to be working so much/late hours. (Credit to ForksFiction and/or Panlight)
  9. Watches medical shows just to point out all the inaccuracies and prove his superior knowledge.
  10. Can actually be so sassy.
  11. He tries to avoid Italy like the plague.
  12. Loves visiting the rest of Europe though – there’s so much history!
  13. Keeps most of old historical clothes in a temperature-controlled archive.
  14. Since he’s the old man of the family, someone always has to explain to him new technology.
  15. He may not always understand the purpose of said technology – “Why use a Kindle when one can simply open a book?” – But he does his best to keep up.
  16. Memes confuse him.
  17. Grade A Dork. If he becomes obsessed with something, there’s no stopping him from talking and fanboying about the thing/topic.
  18. Owns like a billion scarves. That’s what everyone gets him for the holidays and birthdays.
  19. Favorite color is blue but he can’t remember why.
  20. Loves most scented candles, but loathes candle stores. Too many strong smells assaulting his nose at once.

I really like the idea of the captain cobra swan family teasing each other in like a loving way

One day they’re sitting in the kitchen or something making breakfast, and then Henry would ask him a question

“Hey Killian, If you ever lost your hook, where would you get another one?”

And Hook would open his mouth to reply

but then before he could reply, Emma would off handedly say something like “isn’t it obvious Henry, he’d go to the second hand store.”

and she’d just look at Killian like…

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IMAGINE YOUR OTP

discovering they watch the same guilty pleasure TV show and fangirl/boying about it

I’m crying because of what my mind just put together.

Remember when Hook tells Regina “Maybe you like having Emma gone”? And she responds with “Maybe you like having a Hook. Maybe you’d like another.”

I know that the reality is probably that Regina is sassy and telling him he’s being an idiot or that he’s out of line wasn’t enough for her, and I understand that.

But you guys. His hook is representative of a part of him that he lost. His hand. Regina essentially said “Maybe you’d like another part of you taken away.”

Which is, in my mind, her comparing him losing a hand to her losing Emma, as a way of explaining how stupid his accusation sounded.

Which means she was referring to Emma as a part of her that was taken away.

And I just can’t handle that headcanon. At all.

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Regina ’cool mom’ Mills