I have this weird theory that some people are drawn to each other because their atoms were near each other when the universe was created and over time the same atoms keep coming back together



Just know you’re not alone 'cause I’m going to make this place your home 

I don't know if you're taking prompts atm but this thing just popped up in my mind and I thought I should leave it to someone who can write it in the best way. Outlaw Queen, of course, and taking a bath/shower together - if you can put fluff as well as smut it would be perfect (:


I hope you like this little one shot. Light smuttiness after the break.


He’s sore and tired and thinks so many things could be resolved by falling onto the soft blankets and pillows adorning Regina’s bed. But she’s insisted they take a hot shower first to get the dirt and blood washed away.

New day, different threat in Storybrooke. It’s something that keeps repeating, and he realizes idly, forehead against the tiled wall, that life has been anything but dull in the past year and a half. It’s no different than ogres and trolls or flying monkeys, it’s still about protecting Roland and the people he loves. But now there’s more, and as he feels Regina’s arms circle his waist under the warm water falling over them, he turns to face her.

There’s a cut to her cheek - nothing terrible, nothing that will even scar, and his thumb ghosts over it as his eyes travel her body. Hands skim her sides until his gaze finally stops on the slight swell to her belly, the one that no one else is privy to, the one he covers with his palm now as he takes a deep breath and lets it out.

"I’m fine," she says softly before he can get a word in, and his eyes close, because that isn’t the point.

"You might not have been. I’m not one to try and stifle you, Regina, but it isn’t only about you."

Her eyes meet his, and her fingers dance up and down his wrist. “You needed me. That’s what happened. And I’m fine.”

She isn’t wrong, he knows, he’d never seen a beast like this one, large and destructive as it stomped through the forest and ever closer to Storybrooke. A Cerberus, the Dark One had called it, and though it’s defeated now, still an omen. A guardian to the gates of hell is now dead and there’s much to understand, too much to try and figure out regarding its presence in a quiet Maine town, but for now he gathers her close, a quiet acquiesce to her remark. 

"I intend to keep you safe. To protect you."

"I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself," comes her predictable reply.

"Then I’m taking care of our child."

She can’t argue with that, and he marvels at the tautness of her abdomen, at knowing there is a life under inches of her skin. Lips finding hers, he gently backs her to the wall, so that she is under the shower head and free of the spray, and he lifts, sighing as her legs lazily wrap around his hips. He has her, he is strong, and he needs her. To feel life beneath lips and tongue and hands, to make a strong heart race, to feel breath and hear affirmation of her here. With him.

(She is not Marian, and she will not be ill as Marian was, and he is telling himself as such over and over again.)

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The more someone will try to convince me to let go of OQ, to not ship it for whatever reason, the more I’ll hang on on it.

Yeah, I’ve never listened to anyone but me. And I don’t intend to change this anytime soon.


Nothing is predetermined; it is determined, or was determined, or will be determined. No matter, it all happened at once, in less than an instant, and time was invented because we cannot comprehend in one glance the enormous and detailed canvas that we have been given- so we track it, in linear fashion, piece by piece. 

                                                    -Mark Helprin Winter’s Tale

Winter’s Tale, 2014

"What’s the best thing you’ve ever stolen?"
“I’m beginning to think I haven’t stolen it yet."

"When true love is lost , life can bleed of all meaning"

"Nothing happens that isn’t supposed to."

(via billyrowe)

"We are voyagers set on a course towards destiny, to find the one person our miracle is meant for."

Beverly - A Winter’s Tale

"All I know is I’m pulled to her, like air when I’m underwater"

Winter’s Tale (via 2wish4impossiblethings)

"Is it possible to love someone so completely they simply can’t die?"

Winter’s Tale (via envy-breeds-hate-tonight)


I am a SQ shipper (please don’t hold it against me). With all the recent batshit craziness that is going on over in the SQ fandom, I had to take a break from that group. Not sure I am even going back. Most of their post is about boycotting-ouat and having a 3 day of social media blackout. All of this because they want to hurt OUAT’s ratings. They are fucking crazy if they think those actions are going to do anything but make SQ look like the raving lunatics they think we are. I’m a SQ shipper and always will be but I’m embarrassed to be a part of that fandom. I am furious with the SQ fandom for organizing these events with the goal of hurting the shows ratings with the ultimate goal of getting show cancelled. I love OUAT as a whole and I want all fandoms to know that I in no way support the upcoming boycott and 3 day social media blackout.

From what I understood, only a group of SQers and among them the BAs are planning this, you’re clearly not one. I’m sorry you feel that way in your own fandom ^^