Get to know me meme - [5/10] favorite movies: Finding Nemo (2003).
"The dropoff? They’re going to the dropoff? What - what are you insane? Why not just fry them up now and serve them with chips?"
my dragons made no promises, and you threatened their m o t h e r.
reading fics that are so good at handling the characters that you can hear their dialogue in their voices and actually imagine the scenarios being presented like
Regina laid down a towel in front of the bath and kneeled down next to it. Beside her was a silver tray with various oils and potions that she quickly assembled before returning back to the master bathroom. She didn’t advert her eyes or shy away from this, instead she had been the one to come forward and slip her arm behind the injured blonde, and transported them away from the scene.
The battle was over and they were all alive and well and Emma was badly hurt when she stepped in front of Regina and took the ball of green energy into her chest. Regina sighed, leaning into the tub and letting her chin rest on the side as she met Emma’s green eyes. She gave her a small smile, this moment quiet between them, as she whispered, “You’re an idiot, you know?”
And Emma smiled, or more like winced, at Regina and lifted a wet hand from the rose and lavender water to lay on Regina’s cheek. Because she was hurt and Regina was taking care of her and everything else outside the bathroom door was not important. It was just them and, in this moment, both women knew that that was all that mattered.
In the end, it truly was inevitable, it would always be them and their son.
Regina leaned into the blonde’s gentle and weak touch before turning her head and she wondered when it was her thing to instinctually kiss Emma’s fingers like she did. When her lips trailed over the warm flesh before she nuzzled her nose against them.
Emma accepted it and neither women gave a thought to the men who believed had their hearts.
How could they when their hearts were destined for each other since before the blonde was born?
This was fate, right?
But even with fate, they had a choice, and it was made when Regina kissed Emma’s fingers once more and Emma gave her another smile before lifting her hand up to push back stray hairs behind Regina’s ear. She whispered at the older woman, a playfulness in her tone despite her pain, “So, do those potions of yours also make bubbles? Cause I could really go for a bubble bath right now.”
Regina chuckled, her head not so heavy and now filled with a lightness that only Emma Swan was able to provide. And Emma loved this, loved this open woman before her.
She loved her.
So, taking a slow breath, Emma leaned forward to kiss Regina’s forehead before pulling back to meet her eyes. She gave her a sheepish smirk, truly in the moment with the other woman, as she suggested, “If so, you could always join me.”
You might belong in…
Hey Jude in minor key instead of major, almost sounds like a different song!
Do you ever get the sudden urge to like marry Regina Mills and make her incredibly happy because I do and its bothering me because the bitch doesn’t even exist.
characters may be fictional, but my love is real