ruined ranch

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So I haven’t gotten Breath of the Wild yet, but I DO know that the Temple of Time is still standing!! And even though the Master Sword isn’t where it used to be, I wonder if Link still feels something when he’s in that place.

Like the Temple of Time theme in this game is so heartbreaking and hesitant, like someone’s trying to remember something important.

And I wonder if that happens to Link a lot, like he’ll come across a place that was dear to him in a past life and break down into tears and not know why.

Binding of an not-legal sort - CS & DQ friendship

For @lenfaz, who deserves nice things (I’m sorry it’s not Jewel Queen, I’ll try it next time!) with thanks to @fairygodpirateooc for being so sweet about my silly ask. 

huge thanks to @coaldustcanary for being my ‘zomg I am doing this right?!’ savior. 

I’m also tagging @brooke-to-broch, @bessely, @icapturedkindness and @ouat-upon-a-coconut, @thejollyduckling  because you humor me. 


“Why don’t you do it?” Emma asks, picking up a handful of chips and smirking. “I hear marriages are often performed by sea captains.”

“It’s significantly more complicated than being given carte blanche to marry happy couples just because you’re captain of a vessel. There’s paperwork, different rules in every port.” He pulls the chips closer and shoves the vegetable tray in her direction. “I have not been licensed by Storybrooke’s authority with the power to offer matrimony, legal or otherwise.”

Emma rolls her eyes and takes a carrot stick. “It doesn’t have to be legal.”

“Regina is the mayor.”

“And I doubt Maleficent has a social security number.” 

Emma says that like it means something but he has no idea. Must be like the driver’s license that allows one to steer an automobile. 

“My Mom can’t do it, she kind of took Maleficent’s kid. Regina can’t do it herself, we don’t really have a judge and ever since Maleficent became district attorney–” she trails off but he knows this. 

“She can’t really wed herself either.”

“No.” Emma munches her carrot stick then dunks it in that dreadful ‘ranch’. “I guess Archie could, but I think-” she pauses, flushing, “I think it would be nice if it was you.”

“Me.” He looks up from the burgers on the grill and raises his eyebrows. “I have no connection to either of them. Maleficent even tried to kill me. So did Regina.”

“Not in a way you’re angry about.”

“No.” He flips a burger and grins at the little dark lines on the meat. Perfect. “I suppose not. What’s a little attempted murder between friends, right?” 

Emma beams. “They’re friends. Regina’s basically family. Archie’s great, but…” she lets her words slip away again and shrugs. “It would mean a lot to me. We could do it on the ship, and have the reception on the docks.”

“They’d want that?” He doesn’t know either of them well enough to say that would be something they’d enjoy, but the Jolly Roger is a special place and Maleficent loves the stars. 

“It’s a small town. I know they talked about Regina’s back yard or the park, but we could put lights up along the docks and have fireworks. Maleficent loves fireworks and we know Regina likes fireballs.”

Henry nudges his arm and looks at the burgers. “Good work.”

“Thank you.”

He grabs celery and doesn’t ruin it with ranch. Good lad. “Whatcha talking about?”

Gesturing to Emma with the tongs, he grins. “Your mother is gleefully planning your other mother’s wedding to the dragon.”

“Oh?” Henry settles down on the picnic table, watching Snow and David arrive across the park. “Anything good?”

“Yes!” Emma leans in, hoping Henry will understand. “Killian marries them, on the Jolly Roger, and then we dock, they get off the ship and we have the reception on the docks. We hang lanterns everywhere and then have fireworks over the bay. They’d love it.”

Henry grins and looks back at Killian. “A pirate wedding?”

“It’s hardly a pirate wedding just because it’s on a ship.” 

Emma and Henry both have that look and any argument he has is beside the point. He’s somehow already volunteered. 

“Why do you think they’d like that? Maybe they’d prefer not to have their wedding officiated by me.”

“You’re family,” Henry insists. “I like it. Mom was worried about getting married at the town hall, or outside and Mal, well, she still worries about scaring people, and she doesn’t scare you.” 

“She’s rather pleasant in her human form.” He sets burgers onto the table and takes another look at Snow and David. “Is this because Snow has volunteered as a monarch to perform the wedding?”

Henry and Emma share another look. 

“She did, and it’s awkward because I don’t want Maleficent to have to say no, or Regina to because they’ve been so close lately and if it was you, then–”

“Then everyone is appeased.” He shrugs. “I have performed a handfasting before. Nothing legal, mind you.” 

“See?” When Emma smiles at him like that, he would sail his ship upside down if she asked. 

“I think they’d be touched you volunteered,” Henry adds, moving the buns closer. “And it saves the trouble of the ‘she forgives you but she’s still kind of pissed you took Lily’ conversation that everyone’s been trying not to have ever since they got engaged. Trust me.”

He smiles at the lad, proud that he takes such care of his mother and future step-mother’s feelings. “All right. I shall offer my services when next I see the happy couple.” 

Emma leans over the table and kisses his cheek. “That’s the spirit, captain.” 

@ranching-chaos

Light. Sunlight. It has been a long, long time since Mikey had seen natural light, and it was bright. Very bright.

The outside looked much different than any far, far memories he had. Mikey pondered for a moment if his memories were false, even dreams, perhaps.

Mikey was unfamiliar to the tall stone walls and the strange critters of goo that bounced around and made noise. Above the light shone in between the wall and the ceiling that stuck only part of the way across.

There he stood in the shadow casted by the tall walls. He looked in awe, excitement, and… hesitation.

He almost looked human, though the lower half of him looked as if it were composed of a dark liquid, and a inky masked hid his face.

He was a little transparent

I can’t wait for Harry to go solo cause I have no idea what kinda music he’s gonna do but I know it’ll be favourite genre of music