I Wouldn’t Even Stop for Red Lights

(A Captain Swan AU based on the West Wing episodes In The Shadow of Two Gunmen I & II)

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Emma felt like she was floating half a foot off the ground as they made their way out of the museum. At the front of the pack, Mary Margaret cracked jokes with Leroy, clearly feeling at least as good as Emma did.

Emma glanced around at her colleagues. Zelena was laughing at something that Elsa had just said, and even quiet, thoughtful Belle had a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Jasmine put a hand on Emma’s shoulder and grinned.

“She did great tonight,” Jasmine said gesturing at Mary Margaret, and Emma nodded.

Out the front door she took a deep breath of the cool, evening air. It wasn’t any quieter outside than it had been inside- all along the path to their cars, people shouted and waved from a roped-off area, hoping to touch the closest thing to royalty that America has.

Mary Margaret had told them all that she didn’t want to speak to people on the rope line tonight- she wanted to go straight home and watch a romantic comedy that was showing on cable that night, never mind that she owned it on DVD.

“It’s what normal people do, Emma,” she had said as Emma had held her jacket for her friend. “Normal people watch whatever comes on TV in the evening and have a glass of wine, and that’s what I’m doing tonight. No rope lines.”

“No, Madam President,” Emma had said, sharing a look with Leroy and Mrs. Lucas, both of whom were standing in the doorway of the Oval Office, carefully hiding their smiles.

Mary Margaret Blanchard-Nolan couldn’t resist a rope line, and they all knew it, so it came as no surprise when she altered her course, like a magnet pulled in the direction of the screaming throng. Mulan and Merida, the two secret service agents assigned to her for the evening, didn’t falter in their step as they followed her.

Emma grinned at Zelena, who was laughing at the president, now shaking hands with what appeared to be half of the junior class from George Washington University- the female half. The first female president of the United States had a strong rapport with women.

“Didn’t she want to watch Notting Hill or some such?” Zelena asked, stepping up beside Emma.

“I’m sure TNT will show it again soon,” Emma said. “No need to hurry her along.”

It had been months since they’d felt this good. Maybe years. Not since the night that Mary Margaret had won the presidency and they’d begun the horrible, grueling, soul-destroying process of actually running the country. Their team was back to where they belonged- returning hope to a country torn apart by partisanship and scandal, and tonight had been a ringing refresher of what the United States had voted for just eighteen months before.

Zelena moved off to speak to someone, and Emma pulled her phone from her pocket to see if her assistant, Killian, had called. He would do, if something important had come up.

It wasn’t like the movies- a burst of noise and light and screaming and pain. There was no sound, no light, not even pain. The only way that Emma realized that anything had happened to her was because she found, without realizing it, that she was on the ground, when she hadn’t been before.

Her eyes searched the kaleidoscope of color and movement that was the crowd, trying to find the President, to assure herself that she was alright, but her eyes found nothing recognizable, and closed after a long minute.

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anonymous asked:

What do you think about the states voted to allow certain clinical psychologists to perscribe medication? Do you think more states should allow it?

I only think it’s okay for someone to prescribe medication if they have been properly educated about it. I honestly think it’s best for those prescribing to have gone to medical school. I do also think that therapists, counselors, and psychologists should be part of the conversation too since we tend to spend more time with our clients :) xoxo

It is okay to be afraid.

It is not an overreaction. It is not hysteria. It is not liberal fear mongering.

No one has the right (I’m looking at you straight, white conservative men) to try and invalidate your feelings about what happened last night.

The United States voted Donald Trump into the office of the presidency. This is a fact.

It’s also a fact that he has built his campaign on promises founded in hate. Hatred of women. Hatred of specific ethnicities. Hatred of people who are Not. Like. Him.

His running mate believes that homosexuality is not only a choice, but one that can be changed via ‘conversion therapy’.

And enough people felt that these views were either acceptable or trivial enough that we as a country are now represented by this embodiment of bigotry. That is the face of the United States to the rest of the world.

And it’s terrifying.

Even if Trump cannot act on the terrible things he said, the fact is that despite (or more frighteningly, perhaps because of) the things he represents he was voted into office. This sets a terrifying precedent. It says, “Its okay to treat people who aren’t white, straight men as though they were inferior. They are not entitled to basic human rights and respect.” It says, “It’s okay to be suspicious of certain ethnicities and religions and treat them like criminals despite the fact that they have done nothing wrong.” It says, “Only one type of love is worthy of being represented and protected in this country.”

It’s not right.

And you have every right to be afraid.


Now, more than ever, we need to fight to hold the ground we’ve previously gained and work for those things we want to see. The legalization of gay marriage. Wade vs. Roe. Equality for women. The freedom to practice your religion. LGBTQ+ rights. Affordable healthcare for everyone.

Basic. Human. Rights.

So cry and rage and scream, but don’t let fear and depression take over.

We are still a part of this country and now is the most important time to make our voices heard.

anonymous asked:

Do you really feel that way? I voted for Jill Stein. I thought she was the best candidate. I'm not ashamed either, my district and state voted blue, so it wasn't any way a vote for Trump. I thought it was the best decision, honestly. I know you're angry, but I'll unfollow you if it really means that much.

You’re lucky your state voted blue so now you think you don’t need to feel so guilty about the whole situation but you still threw your vote away. What about those states who voted red? Those who voted 3rd party knowing they had no chance of winning are the most selfish people ever. I know your principles and morals are inportant but at times like these making sure the the second Hitler doesn’t become president is more important. You will live in hell for the next four years but sure, it’s worth it as long as you voted for 3rd party because you didn’t want to give up on your principles, right? Congrats, you used your right to vote in the worst way possible.