#Neal baelfire cassidy imagines

[justanoasisimagines]

Neal giving you his hoodie

Hey my lovelies, back with my hero for today! I hope your enjoying this so far and I've got so much more to come! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

🎃You ar walking through Storybrook when Neal first notices you rubbing your arms. He questions you about it, yet you're quick to brush it off telling him you're only a little chilly.

🎃Neal lets it go at first. The two of you grab a coffee (or favourite hot drink) in a subtle attempt to warm you up.

🎃Neal knows you're colder than your lettig on but you're too stubbrn to admit it. Neal begains to walk closer to you in an attempt to share his body heat.

🎃Eventually Neal sees you shivering and he can't handle it. He shrugs off his jacket and gives it to you. Of course you protest but he shrugs it off and wraps his arms around you.

🎃Neal knows he's not the perfect gentlemen. However, he's worried you are going to get sick.

🎃Neal would also zip the jacket up to keep the warmth in.

🎃From this moment forwards, Neal always carries a spare jacket with him. Just in-case you're cold again.

🎃Neal would also begin finding excuses for you to wear his clothes because he realises how good you look in them.

[fandoms--fluff]

Believe (Chapter 1)

Unknowing daughter reader x Belle and Rumpelstiltskin (Plus the rest of the group)

Summary: You are the daughter of Belle French and Rumpelstiltskin, but you have no idea, being as you were taken from them in the Enchanted Forest. Now, decades later, your parents finally found you again. But they have to make you believe they're your family. Along with the other residents of Storybrooke in this winding family tree.

Warnings: Swearing, stalking (kind of). - there will be more in the next chapters

A/n: I tried this idea, and am really liking it.

Chapter 2

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Feeling the wind blow against your face, you walk briskly down the sidewalk, your heeled boots making a quiet sound against the concrete. The curse had broken over the town a couple months ago. It’s been pretty quiet since then, with everyone remembering and reconciling with their loved ones. Except you. You have no one. You never had.

You grew up in the woods of the enchanted forest your entire life until it came to when you turned 16 and the magical abilities you’ve always inhabited went haywire, made you stop aging. So really, the aging being stopped, mixed with the curse of 28 years, you’re technically around 80 years old. Though your mentality stopped growing, along with your physical appearance from no longer aging.

Your life growing up wasn’t the best. Being real, it was traumatic having no one but yourself to rely on all throughout your life. In an unironic turn of events, the cursed life you lived also had you living with no one to rely on, no fake friends or family, only fake memories of always being alone. Which wasn’t that surprising when you woke back up with all your actual memories. But, hey, at least you were living in a nice apartment instead of the woods, and you still reside there. No more hunting for food or building shelter every other day.

Except there’s one problem. So far, you haven’t had any run in with the saviour or the evil queen (who, thankfully, has chilled and relaxed a lot, becoming more likable to everyone in the town), or anyone else in their group. But the last good week and a half, you’ve been having a feeling of someone or multiple someones following you. And every time you went to check it out, one or multiple of them were always around. It caused you to be suspicious. More than you’ve ever been in this town.

Over the week and a half, you written and clocked out everyone who has been around continuously whenever you had the feeling of being followed. It consists of; Emma Swan – the savior, Regina Mills – The Evil Queen and mayor, Mary Margaret Blanchard – Snow White and ex science teacher, David Nolan – Prince Charming, Killian Jones – Captain Hook, Neal Cassidy – Emma’s ex? (All you really know about him is that he came from New York and he and Emma clearly know each other like that), Belle French, and Mr. Gold – Rumpelstiltskin.

Why they’ve been following you? You don’t want to know, only want them to lose interest in you and find someone else to creepily stalk. It’s not like you’ve done anything wrong in the last couple weeks, not really. This is what you think about while walking along the sidewalk, passing by both run down and lively buildings.

Then comes that feeling again. That siren going off in your head that there’s someone following you. Speeding up, you try to lose them, but you get a glimpse of the person through the window. It turns out it isn’t just one or two of the people from your list. It’s all of them.

All of them are following you down the street. What the hell? You start inwardly freaking out to yourself. You attempt at loosing them again before they notice that you know they’re there.

Two blocks later and some trying to blend in with groups for them to lose trace of you, doesn’t work. You eventually hear someone call out to you, making you freeze. Shit, you think to yourself. You don’t move, not knowing what to do now, this wasn’t on your to do list for the day. There’s no one else around except for you and obviously your personal stalkers now. Where is all the annoyingly cheery people of the town when you need them? Everyone seemed to have disappeared. Just my luck, you think.

“We just want to talk to you” The same person calls out again. You recognize the voice after analyzing it for a moment. The evil queen. No good can come of this.

Choosing your battles, you give in, sighing. You turn around slowly and face the group of people, consisting of everyone but one person, Neal Cassidy, from your list. They’re standing a couple of meters away. At least they’re giving you your space.

“About what?” You finally say after just staring at them. This seriously can’t be any good. They all look to Belle and Rumpelstiltskin. The two who share the same expression. An expression that closely resembles a sort of hope. What would they need hope for? You think.

They both step forward to be a bit closer to you. You raise your eyebrows in question at them, getting a bit annoyed. “Well?” You aggravatedly sigh.

“It’s about your family” Gold tells you, finally breaking the silence between him and Belle. “Oh, then you’ve got the wrong person. I’ve got no family.” You turn away from them, about to walk away. But you’re stopped, a hand on your wrist.

You look down at the hand around your wrist then back up to the woman’s face the hand belongs to. “Let me go” you tell Belle. Good thing is she listened, taking her hand away from my wrist slowly. “I’m sorry, but we need you to listen to us. Trust us.” She looks down at me with those hopeful eyes.

You groan on the inside, not having time for or wanting this crap right now. You look between them both and then at everyone from the rest of the group. You don’t feel right with this, wanting to get away. Quickly, you come up with a diversion that they’ll fall for.

Moving your hands discreetly so no one notices, you create a storm in the sky behind them. Dark blues and purples fill the sky with storming grey clouds. Continuing to create the diversion, you look to the sky behind them with widened eyes and faux confusion.

Working just as expected, the group of them look behind themselves to the darkened, storming sky. As they look away, bewildered at the sight, you make a break for it and sprint down the street and down into the woods that surrounds the town. When you’re out of sight and deep enough into the woods, the diversion you casted breaks. The sky turns back to the regular pale blue it was just moments before.

“What the bloody hell was that?” Hook exclaims at how the storm just disappeared. Everyone looks gobsmacked and in disbelief at what just occurred. Can’t there be one day in this town where something strange doesn’t happen?

Rumple snaps his head back around to where you were standing and sees how you’re no longer there. “She’s gone! It was a diversion” He huffs. There’s no sight of you anywhere. The rest turn around seeing the same outcome of you no longer standing there.

“But how?” Snow asked. How was it possible that you could have done that? “She must have magic. It’s the only reasonable answer” Regina crosses her arms in dismay. “How would she even have magic though? Unless someone taught her” Regina continues before Gold holds his hand up. “Or she was born with it.” He looks to Belle.

She looks up at her husband, taking that possible reasoning in. “That could explain it, yeah. I mean you’re the dark one. And it’s not like we had any time to see If she did have magical abilities when she was born” Belle goes through it, careful with her wording. This is still a careful and emotional topic between the two of them. They’ve been searching for you for so long. Before and after Belle being locked away and the dark curse. Ever since you were taken the day you were born.

“Well, if anything, that is a plausible case. Considering what we just saw and how she’s not here anymore.” Regina sighs, scanning the area, still no trace of you anywhere. “She must have ran,” Charming states. “Then she couldn’t have gone far. We’ll find her” Emma smiles to Belle and Rumple.

Ever since the two of them revealed that they were searching for their daughter, Emma and everyone else saw a new light of Rumpelstiltskin. Even his son, who was albeit not on the best terms with his father but soon put that to rest after they talked through their problems and Neal meeting Belle and learning about their daughter and the story of her as well, in a bit more detail than the others.

Belle smiles to Emma and everyone else, her eyes a bit glossy, while Gold nods with a thankfulness in his eyes, though very hard to see. But it’s there.

They break off from each other, looking around the area to see if there’s anything that could tell them where you went, or at least the direction. Regina, Emma, and Snow search the border between the woods and the street of the town. While the others search around the block and the shops littering the street they’re on.

Regina pauses at one of the trees. She tilts her head to the side, going closer to it. Emma and Snow notice her moving in on the tree and the look on her face. They follow her and stand beside Regina in front of the maple tree. “What is it? Did you see something?” Emma asks, wanting her to elaborate.

“No, not see, but feel.” Regina answers. “Feel what?” Snow asks, confused. “Traces of magic. It’s littered around this tree. And I can feel more deeper in the forest. I think she must have run into the woods.” Regina presses her hand against the cool and rigged bark.

“But how do you know it’s her magic?” Snow asks, wanting to make sure they’re not just following a dead lead. “I don’t, but I have a pretty good feeling considering the way the girl made that storm with a spell, magic would be lingering from where she passed.”

Emma starts nodding, “Okay, yeah, that’s good, it makes sense. I’ll go get everyone and then we can start searching.” Emma walks away from the forest border to go collect her dad, Gold, Belle, and Hook.

Regina and Snow stay back. “Are you sure this will lead us to her? I don’t want to get Belle and Gold’s hopes up if were just going to be met with disappointment” Snow turns to Regina, speaking softly as to not upset the ex evil queen. “I’m as sure as I can be. And if somehow, I am wrong, then I’ll take the brunt from Gold.” Regina offers after a moment of thought.

“..Alright” Snow sighs. They wait there for another few minutes before Emma comes back with the rest of the others in tow. Everyone stands next to Snow and Regina in a group.

“So, how exactly will we find our daughter?” Belle asks, still not completely aware of how this will work from what Emma tried to explain while they were walking here. “I can sense the traces of magic left on this tree. And I can feel more that goes deeper into the forest. If we follow it, then it may lead to her” Regina explains, placing her hand on the tree again.

The others are a bit skeptical before Gold speaks up as well, “I can feel it too. The remnants of magic are strong. I think you actually may be right about this your majesty” Gold smirks to her at the end. Regina rolls her eyes at the ‘your majesty’ comment, but leads the group into the forest, following the traces of magic you left behind as you ran.

As they follow Regina and Gold, the others look around the forest in case there are any other signs of you that was left behind.

Meanwhile, as they search through the forest, you make your way out and end up at the shoreline by the docks. You pant as you catch your breath from running through the woods and almost tripping on all the roots and shrubs. Slowly, you make your way down to the docks, the waves crashing in the sea.

You walk down one of the middle docks and sit down at the edge, legs dangling down above the water. The sounds of the waves splashing helps calms your mind as you go over what those people wanted to talk to you about. They wanted to talk about your family?! That makes no sense, you don’t have one, never have. Your entire life, you’ve been alone, having grown up in the woods of the enchanted forest with no one to rely on but yourself. Your mind rambles on, all concluding that they must have the wrong person.

If only you can leave the town. But of course, the damn spell cursed baracade is up, stopping you from doing so. You just lean your head in your hands, watching the sea, hoping this will die down…hopefully. Though you’re not so convinced.

The others are still in the forest, following Regina and Gold as they track the traces of magic you had left behind. They make their way through the twisted woodland, until they come to a stop in a clearing. It’s a deformed circle clearing with the trees surrounding it and have different trails that lead to different points of the tangled-up forest. “Well, this is just great” Killian swats some bush brambles away with his hook, looking around the cleared out area.

 There are traces of magic everywhere. “Do you feel that too?” Regina turns to the older man. Rumple turns around, feeling the extent of the magic left here. “Yes. Seems our girl is cleverer than we thought” Gold sighs, facing back to Regina and the others.

“Why? What is it?” Emma asks them, getting impatient. “She must have known we may have found out about the traces her magic left. So, she came here to spread magic on every trail she could have taken, making us not know which one to take and lose her.” Rumple explains in depth for what you must have done. He goes over to where Belle is standing and looks at her with a sad smile, wanting to comfort his wife.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find our daughter. One way or another.” As he reassures her, the others get to looking around to see if they could find even a sliver of a hint to which path you went down. “I know we will. We haven’t stopped looking for her before, and we won’t now that we found out who she is. Even if we don’t know her name here” Belle sighs, leaning into Rumple’s arms. He wraps his arms around her, holding his wife close.

“We’ll figure this whole thing out. I promise you” He presses a kiss to her head, his eyes filled with determination to find you.

When they figured out you were here two weeks ago, they never actually found out your name. No matter how hard they tried, they found no record of you, and no one knew you by your name, just your appearance. But they had done a one-time spell to find your location by using the only thing they had left of you from before you were taken from them in the enchanted forest all those years ago – a baby hairbrush. And it led to them finding you sitting in an empty parking lot drawing. They didn’t go up to you, needing to be sure first and notify everyone else, which albeit was fort the best, especially right now. But it was painfully obvious you were their daughter when they first saw you. Your face and appearance look uncanny and so much like a mix of them both.

And your resemblance to them is what made everyone fully believe that I was their daughter. Even Regina. And she even sadly wasn’t any help with who you were, your name or where you lived or anything about you either. It’s as if you’ve been a ghost in this town. Being and living here for the past almost 30 years but never making any connections or revealing anything about yourself to anyone.

“Well for one thing, she definitely doesn’t want to be found” Regina crosses her arms after touching multiple of the tree barks, sensing the same amount of magic radiation off them that will soon disappear with time. “Yeah, it’s starting to seem so” Emma walks over to her.

On the other side of the clearing, Snow and Charming are looking together. Snow gets pulled by indication to where she sees the difference in the ground. She goes closer, crouching down and touching the dirt ground of the forest. “What’d you find, Snow?” David comes up behind his wife, looking down to where she has her hand.

“Look at this, it’s hard to tell from the shape, but it looks like a heel. Like the shoes that she was wearing…And there’s more up ahead.” Snow looks up at him with a smile. Her tracking talents coming in hand in this moment. “Great job, Snow.” He smiles, knowing she just figured out which path you took.

Snow stands back up and calls out to everyone, “I found which way the girl went.” They all turn to her and head over to the couple. Belle and Gold look at each other with the same look before going over as well. “How do you know?” Rumple asks once they get there.

“Look at the ground, there are tracks that look about the same as the heeled boots she was wearing, there are more down the trail. None of the other ways have this. I don’t think this is one of her diversions. Trust me, I had my fair share of tracking back while I was on the run” Snow explains to them, glancing at Regina during the last part. Regina looks away for a moment at how Snow brought up the past and what she had put her stepdaughter through. “Alright” Belle says, smiling softly.

“Then let’s go. It’s getting later, the sun is to set soon.” Hook looks up at the sky.  Snow leads the way this time, following the tracks your heeled boots left in the forest ground as you ran. They make their way through the new twists and turns of this trail, in some distance, it looks like it’s opening from just the multitudes of trees. This makes them walk faster, realizing it must be the edge of the forest, leading back into the town.

[goosin-around]

Rumple: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

Belle: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

Rumple: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. Neal: edible

[ellswritings]

Masterlist ;)

*= smut

The Hunger Games

Imagines

Finnick Odair

Wasting All These Tears On You

Don’t Be Late

Love and War

Peeta Mellark

They Don't Know About Us

Katniss Everdeen

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Worse Things

Cato Hadley

Marvel Sanford

Clove Kent

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

Series

none yet :(

Teen Wolf

Imagines

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Jealousy, Jealousy

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Lydia Martin

Issac Lahey

Allison Argent

Malia Hale/Tate

Liam Dunbar

Kira Yukimara

Series

Lupus Nox- S1 Cast, Prologue, S1 E1, S1 E2, S1 E3, S1 E4, S1 E5, S1 E6, S1 E7, S1 E8, S1 E9, S1 E10, S1 E11, S1 E12

S2 Cast, S2 E1, S2 E2

The Maze Runner

Imagines

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Aris

Brenda

Sonya

Harriet

Series

none yet :(

Marvel

Imagines

Steve Rogers

Sparks Fly

Tony Stark

Snowflake

Bucky Barnes

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Logan Howlett

Peter Quill

Misery Loves Company

Gamora Ben Titan

Peter Parker

Peter Parker (TASM)

Thor Odinson

Michelle Jones-Watson

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Series

none yet :(

Once Upon A Time

Imagines

Regina Mills

Emma Swan

Killian Jones

David Nolan/Prince Charming

Peter Pan

Rumplestiltskin

Neal Cassidy/Baelfire

Series

none yet :(

Bridgerton

Imagines

Anthony Bridgerton

How To Be A Heartbreaker

Colin Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

King George

Simon Bassett

Eloise Bridgerton

Series

none yet :(

Harry Potter

Imagines

Harry Potter

About Time

Ron Weasley

Hermoine Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Like I Can

Draco Malfoy

Lucius Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Luna Lovegood

Bellatrix Lestrange

Series

none yet :(

Glee

Imagines

Finn Hudson

Sam Evans

Jesse St. James

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Rachel Berry

Mercedes Jones

Mike Chang

Noah Puckerman

Series

none yet :(

Criminal Minds

Imagines

Aaron Hotchner

Undercover Heat

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

No Place Like Home

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Matthew Simmons

Luke Alves

Kate Callahan

Series

none yet :(

9-1-1

Imagines

Evan 'Buck" Buckley

Eddie Diaz

I Knew You Were Trouble

Bobby Nash

Athena Grant

Howard 'Chimney' Han

Maddie Buckley

Series

none yet :(

Gossip Girl

Imagines

Chuck Bass

Nate Archibald

Dan Humphrey

Serena Van Der Woodsen

Blair Waldorf

Carter Baizen

Series

none yet :(

Pitch Perfect

Imagines

Jesse Swanson

The Flirting Game

Beca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Bumper Allen

Cynthia Rose

Benji Applebaum

Donald Walsh

Fat Amy/Patricia Hobart

Series

none yet :(

WWE

Imagines

Roman Reigns

Relinquish Control

Cody Rhodes

Fight Me

Fight Me Pt. 2

Shake It For Me

Tricky Situations

Jey Uso

Just Friends?

Jimmy Uso

Solo Sikoa

CM Punk

A Gift for the Victor

My Hero

Seth Rollins

Double-Booked*

Rhea Ripley

AJ Styles

Damian Priest

LA Knight

Sami Zayn

Bron Breakker

Dominik Mysterio

Drew McIntyre

Series

None yet :(

Miscellaneous

Chandler Bing

New Years Eve

We Can’t Be Friends

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

FLASH FICTION FRIDAY (MASTERPOST)

How exciting! I did every Friday for all of 2023!

@flashfictionfridayofficial

WEEK 1 -- Set The Stage (Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Stranger Things (TV 2016), T-rating, 504 words)

There's only a couple more hours until opening night starts. And everything's ruined.

WEEK 2 -- Birth Of A Star (Sansa Stark/Ygritte, Game of Thrones & ASOIAF, G-rating, 365 words)

Ygritte longs to steal a maiden’s kiss.

WEEK 3 -- Fine By Me (Raul Cocolotl & Kat Elliot, Wendell & Wild (2022), No Rating, 417 words)

Raúl hears a terrified scream in Sister Helley's classroom and comes running.

WEEK 4 -- Pure Imagination (Artemis Crock/Dick Grayson/Wally West, Young Justice (Cartoon), T-rating, 459 words)

It's good to have their boyfriend-not-boyfriend finally home.

WEEK 5 -- Where Secrets Lie // First Light (Charlie Bradbury/Gilda, Supernatural (TV 2005), T-rating, 600 words)

Charlie abandons what remains of a normal life in search of the one she loves—a good fairy.

WEEK 6 -- Who Are You // Eclipse (Korra/Asami Sato, Avatar: Legend of Korra, M-rating, 700 words)

Asami loses Korra inside the Fog of Souls. She must get her back.

WEEK 7 -- Trapped In The Dark // Earthshine (Kim Possible/Shego, Kim Possible (Cartoon), T-rating, 700 words)

"Come on out, Kimmy… let's finish this."

WEEK 8 -- You're Not Alone // Nuclear Cluster (Faith Lehane/Buffy Summers, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV), E-rating, 1000 words)

Faith accidentally gets sent to another version of Sunnydale. A really messed up Sunnydale.

WEEK 9 -- Sea & Sun (Valerie Frizzle & Ms. Frizzle's Class, Dorothy Ann & Wanda & Arnold & Ralphie & Carlos & Keesha & Tim, Magic School Bus, G-rating, 765 words)

It's a never a normal field trip with Ms. Frizzle. This time, and to everyone's excitement, they head to the beach!

WEEK 10 -- Celestial Bodies (Baelfire | Neal Cassidy/Captain Hook | Killian Jones, Once Upon a Time, No Rating, 603 words)

In their final moments, Neal decides to reconcile with an old friend.

WEEK 11 -- Tree Of Life (Eris | Discordia/Bia, Eris | Discordia/Hesperides, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, M-rating, 300 words)

Eris steals a golden apple, intending to disrupt one of the weddings happening on Olympus. Someone disrupts her.

WEEK 12 -- Filled With Clarity (Derek/Odette, Swan Princess (1994), G-rating, 564 words)

While they're still young, Derek realizes Odette is not what she seems.

WEEK 13 -- Deep End (Damian Wayne & Colin Wilkes, Damian Wayne/Colin Wilkes, Batman Comics, T-rating, 256 words)

As much as Colin would like to think this was forever, he wasn’t dumb—Robin wouldn’t need him eventually.

WEEK 14 -- Cold Object  (Diedrich/Vincent Phantomhive, Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler, M-rating, 1123 words)

"Mine at last. Just like I have always wanted."

WEEK 15 -- -Against The Flow (Matsuoka Gou/Mikoshiba Isuzu, Free!, G-rating, 324 words)

Muscles. Men. Meetings with the Iwatobi Swim Club. That's all Gou is supposed to care about.

WEEK 16 -- An Eternal Summer (Jane Bennet/Charles Bingley, Pride and Prejudice (2005), No Rating, 448 words)

Mr Bingley refuses to leave Jane's side long while she's ill.

WEEK 17 -- What Comes Next (Kaneda Shoutarou/Shima Tetsuo, Akira (Anime & Manga), M-rating, 793 words)

When their enemies get the jump on them, It's his turn to save Kaneda.

WEEK 18 -- Didn't Mean It (Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III & Toothless, How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), T-rating, 423 words)

Hiccup doesn't want Toothless to think Hiccup is mad at him. Even if the workshop nearly got set on fire.

WEEK 19 -- How Far We've Come (Søstre | Sisters/Prinsesse | Princess/Prins | Prince, Den lille Havfrue | The Little Mermaid - Hans Christian Andersen, E-rating, 576 words)

Because of the prince and his princess, her sister no longer lives. This cannot be.

WEEK 20 -- Comedian's Night (Dick Grayson | Robin/Red X, Teen Titans Animated Series, T-rating, 987 words)

Robin investigates trouble in Jump City's local performing arts center and gets the unlikeliest backup.

WEEK 21 -- The Devil You Forgot (Coraline Jones/Wybie Lovat, Coraline (2009), No Rating, 1489 words)

Eleven years later, Wybie and Coraline return to the Pink Palace Apartments, unlocking their memories.

WEEK 22 -- Yes, Sir!! (Starlight & Sweetheart & Melody & Bright Eyes & Patch & Clover & Bon Bon, My Little Pony Generation 1.5: Tales (Cartoon 1992), G-rating, 339 words)

Sweetheart never learned to roller skate. The other ponies teach her and encourage Sweetheart to overcome her fear.

WEEK 23 -- All The King's Horses And All The King's Men (Ygraine de Bois/Nimueh, BBC Merlin, M-rating, 472 words)

On the eve of King Uther's long-awaited marriage ceremony, Nimueh convinces her lover to flee.

WEEK 24 -- Where The Flowers Grow (Higa Hiromi | Shadow/Oka Shokichi, SK8 the Infinity (Anime), T-rating, 566 words)

In the middle of his break, Hiromi gets an unexpected visit from Manager Oka.

WEEK 25 -- Sink Or Swim (OceanGate Titan Submersible, RMS Titanic, Logitech F710 Wireless Gamepad, Mysterious Banging Noises Coming at 30 Minute Intervals, Angry Spirits of the Working Class Poor on the RMS Titanic, Yacht-Destroying Orcas, Ever Given Container Ship, Titanic 1997's Director James Cameron's Evil Twin, Metal-Eating Bacteria in the Atlantic Ocean, US Coast Guard, OceanGate - Fandom, No Rating, 589 words)

Alright… who did it? Who went ahead and broke it?"

WEEK 26 -- Can We Kiss? (Daisy Duck/Minnie Mouse, Mickey Mouse and Friends, G-rating, 241 words)

For 'What Makes You Happy! Day… Minnie would like to ask Daisy something.

WEEK 27 -- Reporting The Scoop (Kururugi Suzaku/Lelouch Lamperouge | Lelouch vi Britannia, Kururugi Suzaku & Lelouch Lamperouge | Lelouch vi Britannia, Code Geass, T-rating, 1631 words)

Lelouch exposes Suzaku's bullies to the entirety of Ashford Academy without Suzaku's knowledge. It doesn't go over well.

WEEK 28 -- On The Edge (Julie Grigio/R, Warm Bodies (2013), No Rating, 493 words)

While bleeding out, Julie asks R to do something unthinkable for R. But he will. For her.

WEEK 29 -- The Sand Ocean (Kiba/Tsuma/Cheza, Wolf's Rain (Anime), M-rating, 999 words)

After a narrow escape, Kiba lets his pack rest before their journey begins again.

WEEK 30 -- An Old Friend (Margot Robbie's Barbie/J. Robert Oppenheimer, Barbie (2023) & Oppenheimer (2023) Crossover, T-rating, 1037 words)

Oppenheimer remembers Toni's little doll when she was fifteen. But never how remarkable it was.

WEEK 31 -- Gotta Go Fast (Daria Morgendorffer, Jane Lane, Jodie Landon, Michael "Mack" Mackenzie & Brittany Taylor, Kevin Thompson, Angela L, Daria (Cartoon), No Rating, 390 words)

The reception hall for Lawndale High's senior prom has a 24 hour go-kart track across the street. Pandemonium starts.

WEEK 32 -- Ten Years Later (Rafe McCawley/Danny Walker, Pearl Harbor (2001), M-rating, 1544 words)

In the middle of the night, Danny comes to Rafe. Once when they're kids and once before Rafe leaves for England.

WEEK 33 -- Broken Mirror (Princess Bubblegum/Marceline, Adventure Time, G-rating, 458 words)

Marceline accidentally knocks over Bonnibel's newest invention while cooking spaghetti.

WEEK 34 -- Mall At Night (Gregory & Wirt, Over the Garden Wall (Cartoon & Comics), No Rating, 1104 words)

Wirt and Greg end up accidentally locked inside after closing hours.

WEEK 35 -- Found Family (Ellie & Joel, The Last of Us (TV & Video Game), T-rating, 774 words)

"I can't believe you're in prison."

WEEK 36 -- Portal Fiction (Non-magical Fionna-world Marshall Lee/Gary Prince, Adventure Time: Fionna and Cake, (Cartoon 2023), E-rating, 1297 words)

Fionna goes missing. Marshall Lee and Gary finally meet and theorize about where she's gone… while in bed.

WEEK 37 -- How Do You Use 'It'? (Cornelius/Thumbelina, Thumbelina (1994), G-rating, 579 words)

During a journey in the nightfall, Cornelius encourages Thumbelina to inquire about their world and ride his pet bumblebee.

WEEK 38 -- Under The Night Sky (Chris Washington, Rod Williams, Get Out (2017), No Rating, 355 words)

"What the hell did I tell you, man?"

WEEK 39 -- Blood Is Thicker Than Water (D. J. Tanner & Stephanie Tanner, D. J. Tanner & Michelle Tanner, Kimmy Gibbler & D. J. Tanner, Full House (US TV), M-rating, 1151 words)

Stephanie ends up in the car accident with Gia when D. J. doesn't stop her from leaving. Nobody survives.

WEEK 40 -- Spine In A Twist (Cassia/Milo/Atticus, Pompeii (2014), No Rating, 944 words)

As everything ends, Milo finds comfort in the two living souls he belongs to.

WEEK 41 -- An Empty Grave (Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, The Witcher (TV), T-rating, 1016 words)

Geralt barely survives against Vilgefortz. Jaskier looks after his recovery in Brokilon, washing Geralt's wounds and despairing.

WEEK 42 -- By Candlelight (Jet Black & Ed & Ein & Spike Spiegel & Faye Valentine, Ed & Ein, Cowboy Bebop (Anime), No Rating, 1136 words)

A group of lousy ship-jackers end up on the Bebop. They're screwed.

WEEK 43 -- Torn Veil (Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal (TV), E-rating, 1074 words)

"Chasing shadows in the middle of the night, Will?"

WEEK 44 -- I Can't Tell (Dimitri/Anya | Anastasia Romanov, Anastasia (1997), G-rating, 821 words)

Anya slips on an icy patch of road on their way to Paris and hits her head. The dreams afterward feel familiar.

WEEK 45 -- By Any Other Name (Lottie Turner/Etheldreda Bloodworth, Harry Potter: Magic Awakened (Video Game), T-rating, 200 words)

A rose is a rose, and Etheldreda feels something blossoming once again in her heart… if she had as such.

WEEK 46 -- Sand Of Time (Obi-Wan Kenobi & Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV), No Rating, 814 words)

Out of the middle of the Jutland Wastes, on Tatooine, Leia and Luke happen to meet.

WEEK 47 -- A Form Of Distraction (Peeta Mellark/Finnick Odair, The Hunger Games, M-rating, 1640 words)

With tensions rising, Finnick decides to get Peeta alone for a little bit.

WEEK 48 -- Nebulous Roads (Alphonse Elric & Edward Elric, Edward Elric & Alfons Heiderich, Fullmetal Alchemist (2003), T-rating, 630 words)

Edward nearly runs over the man who holds a resemblance to his younger brother. Meanwhile, Alphonse wakes up.

WEEK 49 -- Fool Me Once (Asha/Star, Disney's Wish (2023), G-rating, 300 words)

Asha discovers the little star from the heavens she wished on… is actually a boy.

WEEK 50 -- A Promise To Break (Hakoda/Zuko, Avatar: the Last Airbender, E-rating, 1622 words)

Hakoda expects a diplomatic visit from the Firelord may mend some broken ties between their nations. Perhaps foolishly so.

WEEK 51 -- Among Any Option (Madeline Usher/Verna, The Fall of the House of Usher (TV 2023), T-rating, 100 words)

"What do you think, Madeline? Hmm? A kiss or a kill?"

WEEK 52 -- Imperfect Sign (Felix Catton/Oliver Quick, Saltburn (2023), M-rating, 587 words)

Instead of leaving when he poisons Felix, Oliver stays.

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

woah! was that BAELFIRE/NEAL CASSIDY walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from ONCE UPON A TIME. they’re 200+ and live in FULTON PARK but watch out because they can be DECETIFUL + LOYAL but are actually EMPATHETIC + DETERMINED. despite them NOT HAVING memories, you’ll always think of THE ONE LEFT BEHIND, A LIFETIME RUNNING, SIX REGRETS BEFORE BREAKFAST when imagining them.

Once Upon A Time...

Once upon a time in the Enchanted Forest, there was a family that seemed to be of little importance. They were only peasants, and the father had injured himself to avoid a war, and before long she ran away with Captain Hook. Still, Baelfire grew up happy enough, though as he got older he knew he'd be drafted to fight in the Ogre Wars, at least until his father instead became the Dark One to keep him safe. But things started getting worse, until eventually Baelfire made a deal with the Blue Fairy for a way to get to a world without magic, so that they could live a calmer life. Only, when it came to it, he fell through the portal, and his father stayed behind. He ended up in London, until to protect the Darlings, he went to Neverland where he was trapped by Peter Pan for 200 years, unaware at the time the boy was his Grandfather. Neal Cassidy was living in New York when he met Emma, though not knowing who she was. For a while they were happy, until August showed up, revealing he knew who Baelfire was, and Emma's own destiny. Although it meant he'd not only lose her but that his father could find him, he also knew if she went she would finally find her parents. It wasn't until a decade later he received the postcard from Storybrooke, by then he was engaged to Tamara. Soon after, Emma arrived with his father, but also the revelation that they had a son. Not wanting his son to grow up the way he and Emma had, although feeling very late, he went back to Storybrooke with them. Eventually this would lead to his death, as he sacrificed himself to save his family.

Ivy Cove

As far as he's concerned, Neal is his real name, this is the only realm, he's aged normally, and Peter Pan and Rumpelstiltskin are just fairytales. Happy endings he does believe in however, as he is married to Emma, but right now neither remember Henry.

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woah! was that BAELFIRE/NEAL CASSIDY walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from ONCE UPON A TIME. they’re 200+ and live in FULTON PARK but watch out because they can be DECETIFUL + LOYAL but are actually EMPATHETIC + DETERMINED. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of THE ONE LEFT BEHIND, A LIFETIME RUNNING, SIX REGRETS BEFORE BREAKFAST when imagining them. / Michael Raymond James, he/him

[enbyman]

Okay, adding more:

— Flirty mess × Flirty mess is the best duo. The flirtatiousness levels are so huge that it needs to be paired with another to be controlled (this is simply science).

— It's so weird for both of them! Like, If Killian hadn't abandoned Neal in Neverland, they probably would create a father/son bond or something. But that didn't happen! That connection didn't develop and Neal isn't that kid anymore. He's not even Baelfire anymore. There's years of difference between that kid and Neal Cassidy. Like, is there still some Baelfire in him? Yes of course. When we grow up, we don't simply lose all the requests of our previous selves. But again, there is a big distance. And I would love to see Killian noticing that.

It doesn't matter what Killian said in that scene. In fact, Neal isn't really the same boy. He's a grown man that Killian didn't have the opportunity to get to know (and that breaks my heart).

Okay, I derailed from my point. Also the fact that...uh, you know, the Milah thing. It would be even weirder. Imagine Killian trying to deal with the guilt of falling in love with the son of the woman he once loved. Imagine Neal trying to reconcile the conflicting feelings against his own mother and trying to deal with the fact that he was in love with the man who was almost his stepfather. Like, imagine every time Neal sees Killian without his clothes and his eyes flicker to the tattoo that Killian made in her honor. Which is also a promise of revenge against his father (who killed his mother and was responsible for cutting off Killian's hand). It's a lot of guilt to deal with. A lot of baggage for human beings to bear while trying to develop a relationship with each other.

It's sad and beautiful. Beautiful because....yeah, have a lot of pain. But there is also a good side. Neal would never have had the opportunity to teach Henry how to sail if it weren't for Killian. Neal wouldn't know how to map the stars. He wouldn't have learned a lot of things if he hadn't meet Killian on that age.

And I really think his little self genuinely admired that pirate he knew as a child. Who saved him, smiled at him and taught him these little things that are really important. Who saw himself in him and understood his pain. That admiration returned when Neal realized that not everything had been a lie. That that pirate really could be a good man.

They're bittersweet, they're cursed, they could be immensely unhealthy or sweetly healthy. They could be so many things. If only the show treated Neal as a real character, and not a pivot to character development. If only they gave time for hookfire actually talk about their past and not throw them in that love triangle meaningless trash 😩

I'm horrible at explaining why I ship a ship (romantically, in this case) but anyway, I'll try because I was thinking on hookfire and now I want to talk about them. I think one of the main reasons I ship them is the past! It's complicated, sad and tragic and generally that's one of my biggest reasons for liking a ship. Because most people doubt that people with a background like that could genuinely fall in love with each other. But I believe that nothing is impossible (with the power of fanfiction). I'm not much of an angst lover, but the sadness they cause me is another reason for me to ship them. There's something beautiful and melancholy about falling in love with someone you've deeply failed. In looking at the person you love every day and remembering that a large part of that person's suffering was caused by you. I have similar feelings with swanfire (I don't know if it's just me, but I can draw parallels). It's just deliciously painful.

I also think their personalities match. They would be silly and funny, and Neal would make Killian laugh freely with ridiculous jokes and he also would get really exasperated every single time (because he might have chosen someone worse than himself). They would compete every moment, for no reason, like two children. They would be a mess and they would be really wonderful while being a fucking mess.

The last reason it's because they're sexy. End of discussion.

[justanoasisimagines]

Secret Santa Headcanons

Hey my lovelies, back with another Christmas Headcanon! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

🎅When Neal pulls you from the hat, he's excited and quickly overwhelmed because he's terrified of messing your gift up.

🎅He wants to get you the perfect Christmas gift. He doesn't know where to begin. He wants to get you something you'll want and something you'll like.

🎅For weeks, Neal goes around attempting to locate the perfect gift. Every time he thinks he knows what he's going to buy you, he changes his mind.

🎅This is new territory for Neal as he's never struggled to buy a gift before. He either brought someone whatever they've asked for. When he's done Secret Santa, he's usually brought the individual some chocolate or a gift card.

🎅Neal can't ask anyone for advice otherwise it would give the game away.

🎅The day of the gift exchange Neal's nervous about presenting the gift. Everyone has gathered around the presents under the tree. Everyone then begins taking turns.

🎅When it's your turn, Neal's on edge. He's watching your reaction intently. Trying to see if you're thrilled or displeased.

🎅Neal's relieved when you react well. He can now breathe a sigh of relief and reveal himself to be your secret Santa without feeling embarrassed.

[fandoms--fluff]

Alone

Older sister reader x child Baelfire

Summary: You and your father come back to the hovel after the market and find Baelfire alone with Milah no where in sight. You comfort Bae while Rumple goes to find your guys' mother.

Warnings: Child left alone?

A/n: Reader is mid teens, so 14-16 and Bae is around 4. This is set during a different time than when Rumple came back and found Milah with Killian at the bar. But if you want to read it for that scene, then you can, who am I to stop you? <3

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You carry the basket filled with the left over wool your father and you were selling at the market in the village. He walks beside you with his walking stick gripped in his hand, creating small quiet picketing sounds against the ground.

"We did pretty good, right Papa?" You look up him, in a small question. "Yes, my dear. We made out better than other times" He smiles softly at you as you guys make it to the front of the hovel.

He pushes open the door, and let's you walk in first before going in himself, closing the door behind him. You set the basket down on the ground close to his spinning wheel where it's always kept before looking around with scrunched eyebrows.

Usually your mother would be in one of the chairs or in the small kitchen when you and your father returned. But she's no where to be seen. Rumple comes over, his brows furrowing as well as he calls out for Milah.

In response though, it's not Milah, instead it is just a tiny voice coming from the other side of the hovel, "Papa? Y/n/n?" You guys turn to see Bae curled up on himself on his small bed.

Rumple is the first to move, going over to his son, his walking stick clicking against the old, withering, wooden flooring. You stay back in your spot, confused as to why your mother would ever leave Bae alone. You know your baby brother, and other than it being dangerous to leave a child by themselves, Baelfire doesn't like to be alone. He likes to be close to at least someone.

"Bae? Where's Mama?" Rumple asks the young boy gently. Instead of speaking, the four year old points to the door. The gesture letting Rumple and you know that Milah had left. And leaving the child all alone at that. "

"I can go find her." You speak up, taking the first couple steps to the door. "No, it's dark. I'll go search for your mother. You stay with Bae, aye?" He stops you before you can make it to the door.

You stop walking with a sigh but nod. "Okay. be safe, Papa" You tell him and walk over to him and Bae. The man nods with a soft smile, trying to hide his hurt and anger towards Milah from you and Bae. But you always know what he's feeling, it's something you've been able to do since you were little.

"You'll be okay with Y/n, son?" He looks down at Bae, who nods, his eyes flickering up to you. Rumple lets out a soft sigh before heading to the door of the hovel and waving bye to you and Bae. He leaves, off on his way to find his wife who's probably at least half drunk.

After your father leaves, you shrug your cloak off and sit on the small bed next to Bae. His eyes follow your movements before they settle looking up into yours. His are big and brown and vulnerable. "Hey, it's alright, Bae. I'm here now and Papa and Mama will be back soon." You assure him, hiding your own disappointment in your guys' mother.

"You want a hug?" You ask, seeing as he still doesn't move or say anything, just continues to look up at you with scared big eyes. He nods almost immediately. This makes him move so he's kneeling up in front of you on the bed to be able to wrap his tiny arms around your neck.

You wrap your arms tightly around the boy's back in return and lead him to sit in your lap so he'll be more comfortable. Bae nuzzles his face into your tunic clad chest. Not long after, you feel a dampness through the material on your chest as well as a small sniffle coming from the boy.

Squeezing him tighter and running your hand in circles on his back, you try to comfort your baby brother. "It's going to be okay. You're not alone anymore. I'm with you, I'm here." You speak in a soft and gentle tone to make Bae feel safe.

"I'll always be here for you. Even when you're big and strong." You rest your chin on the top of his rustled wavy hair. His crying subsides after being held and comforted by you until he pulls away only partly, just to look up at you.

Smiling softly, you bring one of your hands up, the other still on his back to keep him secure and not fall, and wipe away the tears from his cheeks delicately. "There we go, no more tears" You flash him a small smile.

This makes Bae's face light up a little, his sadness withering away slowly. "No more.. 'ears" He repeats, his pronunciation improving compared to other times. "That's right, good job, Bae." You ruffle his floppy brown hair.

The gesture makes the child let out a small giggle before leaning forward on you again, his cheek flushed against your chest from the crying he did.

"'ove.. you, Y/n/n" his eyes are wide, but this time with content and happiness, as a boy his age should feel. Even with the ogre wars taking place and the dangers of the enchanted forest surrounding you guys.

A brow raises in surprise for you, but a smile is splayed on your face as well. "I love you too, Bae. Very much." You run your finger through his hair calmingly.

And that's how you sit there with your baby brother wrapped in your arms in the quiet hovel until your parents return.

[sassyandclassy94]

SwanFire SexyTimes Headcanon

Most of the time, Neal/Baelfire finishes with his forehead pressed against Emma’s🥹

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Submitted by anonymous.

[finding-my-imagination]

Family Ties (Pt.9)

Part Nine - The End

Pan x Reader

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"Where are we going?" Regina questioned, clearly worried that we were running out of time.

"We're going to the Pixie Woods. Its where all the pixie dust used to grow, before kids stopped believing. It's completely deserted now. No one, not even me, has been there for centuries. Except for Pan" I whispered at the end while swatting pesky bugs, and maneuvering around large palm frowns. About a mile away from the outskirt of the woods I stopped the group, turning to face them.

"I think that from here on out you guys should stay at least, twenty yards away from me."

"What? Why?" Baelfire said growing worried.

"If Pan sees you here, of all the places on the island, I'm not sure what he'll do. This place is like a sanctuary to him. And he only usually comes here in the worst of time. Plus if its just me I might be able to convince him to forgive me. Give him the same sob story we gave to the lost boys. Then maybe while I'm distracting him, Regina and Emma could try to immobilize him with magic or something? Kinda like I did to you back at the camp." I suggested.

"Okay. Be safe." Bae said pulling me in for a sudden hug. "Don't let him manipulate your feeling. You're stronger than you think." He whispered quietly into my ear. I nodded my head in understanding, pulling away, giving him a tight-lipped smile before moving forward. I barely made it two steps forward when Regina grabbed my arm pulling my attention back to her.

"Good luck." She said simply before setting me free. I gave them each a quick once over before finally heading into the woods.

As I walked I tried to focus on keeping a steady pace while constantly reminding myself to breathe as the nerves calmed firmly onto my mind. I know Pan wasn't going to back down without a fight, but as much as I wanted to save Henry for the group and myself, I didn't know if I actually had the strength to hurt him. After roughly ten minutes of walking in silence, I finally enter the center of the woods. I look around trying to find Pan, when I spotted Pandora's box sitting on a rock. I carefully begin to approach it, knowing that Pan wouldn't just leave it behind for no reason.

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you."

I jumped at the sudden voice, as I turned around looking at Pans smirk figure.

"Are you still at this game? I thought by now you would have learned."

I took a deep breathe in before saying, "Why?" I asked letting the plan fly completely out of the window.

"Why, what love?"

"Why couldn't you do it for me, give up the heart? Why did you take away the one thing that I wanted more than anything, away from me?"

"I knew that they would just turn their backs on you like your father did the moment they got what they wanted, plus it took hundreds of years to find the solution to save our youth. And I didn't see the point in letting it walk away just because an unexpected component showed up."

"So that means that my wants are always gonna come second if something you want shows up first?"

"Of course not, love! But this was bigger than both of us and you know that." He said rushing forward placing his hands on my shoulders.

"I have trust issues, Peter! You know this! I know this! Everyone knows this! And yet you ignored that. You were the person that I trusted more than everyone. You saved me. And you took that trust and you through it in the trash, like it meant nothing."

"How did I do that?" He said, confused.

"I trusted you to always be there for me. To always have my back. And the time I need you to have that same trust in me. In what I believed in you walked away." I whispered as tears began to leave my eyes. I tried to turn away as I brought my hands up to eyes to wipe away the evidence of my emotions. "And now I don't know what to do because I cant stay here and look at you, cause I know that I will only see that betrayal. And I cant go with them because when I look at them all I see is that failure to save Henry, that failure to prove my self-worth."

"What are you talking about!? Leaving Neverland? I cant be here without you." He said pulling me back towards him.

"I'm hurt, Peter. The only thing I ever asked you to do, you wouldn't even consider it. While any time you ever asked me to do anything, I'd jump on the task because I knew you wouldn't have asked if it wasn't important."

"You have to stay, we can work everything out."

"Would you be saying that if our roles were reversed? If I had won and you had lost?"

"I don't think I could imagine my life without you in it."

"But would you be able to forgive me?" I pushed, as he tried to avoid the question at hand.

Pan looked me in the eye his own darting from mine to my lips, silently begging me to give up on receiving an actual answer. I felt even more tears fall down my face as I pulled Pan in for what I assumed what was going to be our last kiss for a long time or possibly forever. My hand rose and was placed on his chest, giving his shirt a small tug. After what seemed like an eternity, but was really was only seconds.

"Ow!" Pan froze. I slowly pulled away looking down at the ground letting the tears fall freely.

"What...Why...why can't I move?" Pan said confused by his sudden lack of mobility.

I clenched his shirt one more time before looking him in the eyes once again. "I really wish you would have had faith in me, Peter...They did." I quickly shoved my hand into his chest and wrapping it around Henry's beating heart, averting my eyes from his face. As I pulled my hand free I heard the sounds of approaching moving feet.

I fully disconnected myself from Pan and began to move past him. I grabbed Pandora's box off the rock on which it laid. Then headed towards the edge of the clearing as Emma, Regina, and Bae as they came into view. I push them back a few feet ensuring that we were out of Pan's earshot.

"Sorry it took so long, their magic wasn't working so I had to make a makeshift blow dart covered in nightshade." Bae explained.

I handed the heart to Regina silently, before saying, "Hurry. Take Henry and get him the hell off this island before it's too late, and the nightshade wares off..."

Regina and Emma gave a swift nod then turned and rushed back to the camp.

I turn to Bae, handing him the box, before saying, "Go with them. I'll be there as soon as I can."

"You want me to leave you alone with him after what we just pulled? Are you crazy?"

"I promise you I'll only be a minute. I'm a big girl, I'll be fine."

"Fine. But if you aren't right behind me by the time I get the camp. I'm coming back for you."

"Okay, I'll be quick." I whispered. Bae gave a stiff nod before sending a quick glance Pans way, then turning to head towards the camp. I slowly moved back into Pans direction before stopping a few feet in front of him.

"What not gonna run off with your family, to celebrate your utter betrayal?" Pan said harshly, clearly hurt by my actions.

"I love you. and I know that you're pissed and that you probably hate me at the moment, but I don't regret doing it. Because of their family. and I know you would do the same thing."

"That was your wrong love. I would never betray you like this. And I know you don't regret anything. Cause these tree feed off of regret and yet not one of them has made a single move towards you as you grabbed that box."

"I'm going to see them off. and by the time the nightshade wheres off, they'll be long gone. And once they are you can punish me for not following through with the plan, then after however long it takes and you forgive me, we can start looking for another way to save you and the island."

"But I'm never going to forgive you. You will be dead to me, the moment they step foot off this island. So your punishment is going to last a lifetime, and it's going to be more painful than you could ever imagine." He sneered, as he shot looks of anger towards me. I gave a small nod, knowing that what I had been fearing this whole time was finally becoming a reality. I gave him one last look before following the path Bae had taken back towards the camp.

The moment I walked into the camp I say the Storybrooke group crowded around a now concuss Henry.

"Welcome back, young sir. Only the best for our guest of honor. Don't you think? Captains quarters." Hook said, smiling down at Henry.

"Come on, I'll tuck you in." Regina said ushering him onto the boat. I watched quietly from the trees when Bae noticed my presence.

"Well? Arent, you coming?" Bae asked me as he watched their retreating figures disappear onto the boat.

"No."

"What?!" He questioned, his eyes wiping towards my figure.

"Bae, I'm glad I saved Henry. But this island is my home and the Lost Boys already thought that I abandoned them once and I'll be damned if they think that again."

"But what about Pan? I'm sure he was something nasty planned for you after this. And if he doesn't the Felix definitely does."

"Then Ill face that when the time comes. I still love him. Even though I'm sure he doesn't feel the exact same way as he did before today. And I've been on Pan's bad side before and I've seen how others have been treated when they were on his bad side. So I have a small idea of what to expect. But I don't regret helping you. I don't regret saving Henry. So whatever happens, I'll be okay." I said giving him a slight smile.

"Y/N... Come with us. I cant leave you to here knowing that Pan is going to retaliate."

"I'm sorry Bae. I won't leave my lost boys again."

"Then bring them with you."

"What? I cant bring them. If I brought them they wouldn't know the first thing about your new world. Hell, I don't even know anything about your world. We've all been on Neverland longer than most people have been alive on there."

"I'm mean, sure it will be an adjustment. But Y/N, you're forgetting that a lot of the lost boys are from that world. Hell, I was brought here from there, and I went back. And I turned out just fine."

I thought about the idea that he was offering. Could I really leave? Could I really take all of the lost boys away from Neverland? Could I really leave Pan behind without the possibility of coming back for him? I thought back and forth between the two boys. One representing the past while the other represented the future. If I stayed I would suffer for hurting Pan in a way that I didn't know I was capable of. But if I went, then that meant that I would never be able to truly earn his forgiveness, or know if there was an actual chance of working everything out between us. "I don't know..."

"What if we asked them? See if they want to come? I'm sure that they will, but this way you could see exactly how they feel themselves." Bae turned from me and walked towards the group of lost boys who sat on the opposite side of the camp. "Everyone." Bae stated grabbing the boys attention. " We all know that you're loyal to Pan. But we care about you. We care about what happens to you when we leave this island. And Pans gonna be angry. At us. At Y/N. And at you... We can save you. We can take you to a land were Pan can never harm you to manipulate you guys again. Were he can never get to you again. So my question to you is, do you want to come?"

The lost boys all listen intently to him before looking from one another to me. I stared at them all intensely trying to figure out what they were thinking, and how they would answer.

"Could you really take us home?" One of the boys finally spoke up.

"Absolutely." Bae whispered.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I said looking at them softly. They all gave very hesitant nods before moving their eyes back to Bae.

He turned to me before saying, "So you have their answer. Whats yours?"

I looked at the boys, then Bae, then the ship and everyone waiting to get on before I made my Final decision.

"Okay. Let's load up".

They boys all hooted and hollered before rushing to the ship pushing each other to get on board first.

Bae wrapped his arm around my shoulders, giving my forehead a quick kiss before saying, "Good choice. I wasn't gonna leave you here anyways. You don't abandon family... even when they want you too."

We began to walk up to the Jolly Rodger when I hesitated for a slight second. "Don't worry your not gonna be alone. Were all here for you." I took a deep breath before nodding and walking onto a ship I swore to never step foot onto again. After ten minutes all of the lost boys and the Storybrooke crew were below the deck preparing for taking off.

I thought back to all the good time spent on this island and how I never expected to be leaving. When Jared and Ben came and stood next to me. I bent down and scooped up Ben once the boat began to lift into the air and away from the island.

"So whats next for the lost girl and her little gang of boys?" Jared spoke leaning over the railing, watching the island disappear into the distance.

"Hopefully adventure."

So that’s it! That’s the end of Family Ties! I do have an idea for a sequel but if or when it gets posted will be posted is yet to be decided. Thank you all so much for the amazing support and encouragement that you've given me through this series. If you're interested in the sequel let me know and I’ll jump right on it!

[imagine-this-that]

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Is This Love Persevering? (It Feels More Like The End of the World)—A CaptainCroc Fic

So this is a fic in which Rumple actually gets to attend Bae’s funeral (bc Zelena can just get fricking lost for making it so Rumple didn’t get to do that) (actually she killed Bae, too, so….) (she can just get lost either way). Also it’s CaptainCroc; like most of my fics for this pairing, I’m operating on the base assumption that they were together for some length of time before the curse, and for either heart-sharey reasons or bc Killian still ended up in Neverland or some other ✨magical BS✨ like that, Killian has the canon-typical extended lifespan. (Not quite sure why I explained that part, it seems pretty obvious, but whatever.)

I felt sentimental and I had a couple of sads lying around, so...this is the result. Enjoy seems a bit odd of a word to use, considering the plot? but read on!

There weren’t many people at the gravesite. Emma and Henry were there; Henry at least had as much right to be there as Rumple did, given that Bae was his father, and Emma…Rumple had considered her an irritating obstacle from time to time, but she had loved his son, and for that he liked her. Her parents stood beside her, David’s arm around her shoulders, and Mary Margaret holding one of Emma’s hands and one of Henry’s.

Only one person stood by Rumple. He felt alone, if he was being honest, and despite the warmth of Killian’s hand in his, there was a chill that cut through his bones.

They might all say they were there for Bae, but it was only partially true. The Charmings were there for their daughter and grandson; Emma was there for Henry and he was there for her…Killian was there for Rumple. It hurt that, even after he had tried to die for them (although that in itself was also mostly for Bae), and although it was his child whose body was being lowered into the ground, the Charming clan didn’t seem to consider Rumple in need or deserving of their comfort.

Rumple felt the weariness of his accumulated centuries in every fiber of his body as the coffin finally reached the bottom of the grave. His son was in that damn box, but at the same time he wasn’t, and it was simply too much.

He felt some small twinge of comfort in the fact that Mayor Mills, a queen in their home realm and one of the most important people in Storybrooke, was the one to speak the funeral rites. Bae deserved at least that much.

“Neal Cassidy—Baelfire—regardless of which name we knew him by, he was a good man,” Regina said. Her voice had a note of genuine sorrow in it. “He was the father of my son, for which I will always be grateful to him.” She glanced over at Henry, and Rumple could see the pain that came from imagining that it was her child to be buried. “He died a hero, like his father.”

She paused for a moment of silence. Henry’s sniffles and the rustling of the leaves of a nearby tree were the only sounds in the air.

Regina spoke again before anyone else. “The family is invited to throw in a handful of dirt before the coffin is fully interred.”

Rumple approached the grave first. The coffin had been decorated with flowers; roses from Emma, something small and white from the Charmings, and a single yellow lily from Rumple. (Bae had always loved yellow.) Now, Rumple poured a handful of dark, stony dirt onto the coffin, trickling over the bright petals.

Most of the people in the cemetery weren’t actually Bae’s relatives, but Henry, Killian, and Emma also took their turns at the grave.

Then, just like that, it was over. Mayor Mills left the cemetery first, followed closely by Mary Margaret and David. Emma and Henry stayed until the last of the dirt was heaped into the grave by city workers, and then they were gone too.

Rumple allowed himself to lean against Killian more heavily. He didn’t bother to hold back the tears that had been accumulating throughout the whole ghastly afternoon. “He didn’t deserve that, Killian. He still could’ve had a good life,” Rumple sobbed.

“I believe in an afterlife, love,” Killian said softly. “And I know Bae is having a good one of those.”

“How can he? He died for me. Dying for an evil man isn’t how you get into heaven.”

“His death was a supreme act of love and forgiveness, Rumple. I know he shouldn’t have died so young. I know it’s killing you because it’s killing me and whatever I feel, you’re feeling it times fifty. But I also know that you raised him right, when you had him, and he didn’t step off the good path even though he had a lot of anger. There’s no way our son is going to hell.”

Rumple stared at the patch of fresh earth in front of him, so newly-filled there was no grass. He should plant lilies there, when things warmed up, so Bae would never be without something beautiful. He had earned at least that.

“We should go home now, Rumple. We can come back tomorrow, and every day after that if you like, but you need to rest.”

He didn’t feel tired, just worn, but for once Rumple didn’t argue. He couldn’t bear to leave Bae’s grave, to leave Bae alone, but he also couldn’t stand to be there for another second.

They had only been home for five minutes when someone knocked on the front door. Killian went to answer it, while Rumple poured hot water into two mugs.

Killian re-entered the kitchen with Mary Margaret in tow. “Rumple, Mrs. Charming wanted to talk to you,” Killian said. His attempt at humor, light as it was, didn’t mean a thing to either him or Rumple. It was automatic, but it would be a while before he could really joke or laugh again.

“Some of our friends left food outside our apartment,” Mary Margaret said. “And we were about to start our dinner, when we realized…we had everyone gathered except the person who cared about Neal the most. And we also realized that you could probably use a few friends in your corner right now. Would you like to have dinner with us?”

Part of Rumple wanted to say no, to isolate himself in his bedroom and live alone with his grief. They hadn’t cared before, but Killian had, so he should stay at home with Killian and ignore the Charmings’ collective existence.

That wasn’t what Bae would want. He would want Rumple to be open, because openness was a step away from the dark. How much better would both of their lives have been if Rumple had been the man his son wanted—needed—him to be?

“We have time,” Rumple said, glancing at Killian. There was pride in his eyes, shining out past the heavy surface sorrow. “We’ll come.”

Not too long later, Rumple was seated, only semi-comfortably, on the Charmings’ couch with a mug of chicken soup in his hands. It felt strange to be seated among the heroes, and it felt stranger to know they were sharing a common emotional state.

Henry was upstairs in his room; Mary Margaret mentioned that he had been asleep for a while. Emma sat on one of the stools at the kitchen counter, her head leaned on her hand as she ate her way steadily through a dish of lasagna. Killian and Mary Margaret were at the table, both eating from a dish of ice cream that sat between them.

Which left Rumple sitting next to David.

They weren’t exactly enemies, but David always viewed Rumple as a threat to his family and as a result their interactions were generally tense. Rumple respected that, even if he actually found Mary Margaret to be the more intimidating of them.

Most of the evening passed in silence. Rumple preferred that; he knew what each person would have to say, and it wouldn’t help. Emma, something about how Bae was Henry’s father, and she wasn’t sure what to do for Henry. (After all, that, rather than the way she had loved him, was what would be on her mind.) Mary Margaret would try to say something comforting, but of course it wouldn’t work and then everyone would be *more* down. Killian would tell some story about meeting Bae in Neverland when he was younger that would be funny, or sentimental (maybe both, knowing him) and everyone except Killian and Rumple would feel better. David would probably try to distract them from the subject of Bae entirely, and that would fail, too.

The silence was much better.

And then, in the blink of an eye, it was morning. Rumple found himself curled up against Killian’s side, Killian resting his head on the arm of the couch. And David was on the other end of the couch, Rumple’s feet crossed over his lap and resting on the other arm. Mary Margaret was slumped over the table, a pillow under her face—Rumple suspected Killian had put it there—and Emma was sprawled out across her parents’ bed.

It was far from the perfect life, especially for Rumple. In the perfect life, his son would still be alive.

But having a family, even a makeshift, undefinable family to help get him through his grief…he supposed that might be considered a good life. And maybe in a month or two, he might be well enough to enjoy it.

Knowing he was safe for the time being, he curled closer to Killian and began to sob.