do you ever get mad because there’s so much wasted potential in characters and relationships and plotlines in some shows
Stoneybrook’s finest, ranked from worst to best. Claudia Kishi forever.
Buzzfeed has truly outdone itself. This is the best thing ever.
did you ever write a 4k fic about them and have you tracked their tag for two years and running bc I think I win for #1 Kohffy Fan, not-rolly
viii. the status quo (four people in her arms)
It’s Henry’s birthday today, the first she’s shared with him in two years, and she’s feeling inexplicably emotional about it. She remembers the two before that, even, the sullen little boy who’d wanted anyone but her with him, and when she wakes up in the morning she calls Emma and fumbles over what she wants.
Emma understands before she does and takes over the planning and now Regina’s walking with Robin and Roland to Granny’s, the pressure of the birthday fading, and she turns to smile down at Roland just as she spots Emma and Henry sitting opposite Hook at one of the tables and smirking at something he’d said.
Three grins widen when they catch sight of each other and Henry hops out of his booth and makes a beeline for her. “Mom!” he says, beaming, and she’s unmade and rebuilt anew with his arms wrapped around her. “You came!”
“Of course I did.” She senses Emma’s eyes on her from across the room, warm and attentive, and she feels a corresponding warmth in her chest as Robin moves away to give her and Henry some space.
vii. four o’clock in the morning (and the sounds of whispers downstairs)
She hears the low thumping of footsteps downstairs and slips out of bed, checking briefly on Henry and Roland to be sure that they’re not the culprits before she spreads a hand and summons a fireball from it. “Show yourself!” she says sharply, stepping onto the ground floor and toward the living room.
She gets only a whining, “Too bright,” in response, and flickering light fades from her palm as she catches sight of Emma, stretched out on her couch with an arm flung over her eyes and her head on a throw pillow.
It’s three o’clock in the morning, she’s never given Emma the keys to her house, and Robin is asleep upstairs, but all she can think to say is, “Are you all right?”
“No. I’m an idiot.” Emma peers out from under her arm, and Regina flicks on one of the dim reading lamps and sits on the couch opposite her, tugging at her robe where it stops above her knees.
“If this revelation is keeping you up at night, I have to tell you–“
“I tried to end things with Hook.”
hi I’m sort of back but anyway I just watched the episode and HEY so Emma was all like “Regina u still want us dead right” and Regina was all like “whoa we are BACK ON LAST NAME BASIS MISS SWAN don’t u know ur my everything”