#OUAT Huntsman

[sufferingink]

riddle me this, Batman. If THIS man was raised by wolves, nearly exclusively... why in the world is he so polite? hm?

did the wolves teach him to eat with a knife and fork? did the wolves teach him to take off his shoes in the house? did those wolves... teach him to change his clothes regularly? these are all problems that wolves do not have to deal with. do you know who does?

yes, if this courtroom allows it, I propose A SECRET SOCIETY OF WEREWOLVES TAKING IN AND RAISING THOSE REJECTED BY SOCIETY. TO RESPECT WOMEN. AND BE BISEXUAL.

[countrymusiclover]

The Siphoning Princess readers, please comment

How do you feel about Graham/The Huntsman??? Specifically on how his storyline ended in the series.

Tag list [ @mystrey101 @kmc1989 @tallrock35 @onentaien-kwara @melvia-ito @child-of-of-the-sunshine

[midgardianqueenreturns]

I’m just bound to fall in love with characters who get killed off shortly after they’re introduced, huh?

[jacklesraised]

Once Upon A Time - 1.07 The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter

[thedisdainfullysilentvisitor]

Just thought I'd ask; how badly do people want a ouat fanfic where Graham's assault is addressed and Regina isn't catered to?

[irenerose21]

Just your friendly reminder that Graham fell in love with Emma without his heart and being under a curse.

And the first thing he did after waking up was thanking Emma and trying to embrace her into another kiss. Getting his heart back was not the first thing in his mind, rather is was Emma.

Also, Emma smiling at him after he woke up was probably the first genuine smile The Huntsman was given after his heart was stolen from him.

Liked, as much as I ship Captain Swan and they’re my OTP, Graham and Emma deserved a chance!

[jennifersminds]

EMMA SWAN & THE HUNTSMAN Once Upon a Time

[bloodyrosemisaki]

Rewatching Once Upon a Time and being hit by some disturbingly mature themes in season 1. Graham didn't deserve the hell he was put through, the sexual abuse.

Makes me pause on Regina's character and redemption

[starchaser45]

Yikes 12 year old me did not know what she was watching DID REGINA REALLY DO THIS TO GRAHAM

[hannahhook7744]

Characters I wanna see interact;

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Help! I’ve fallen for a rarepair from a show that ended 6 years 1 month and 7 days ago!

And by rarepair I mean there is one singular fic about them where they’re not a side ship or in a collection of smut drabbles

[bullet-prooflove]

Everything (NSFW): Sheriff Graham Humbert x Reader

Tagging: @86laura11 @kmc1989 @keyweegirlie @@thebejeweledwatercat @suck-my-knards @littleone65 

Companion piece to:

Heart- Regina may possess Graham's heart but it has always belonged to you.

Graham can’t stop touching you. His hands chase over your body, his palms smoothing over your bare skin as he kisses your mouth, your throat and down along the curve of your shoulder. His arm loops around your waist, his hips pressing urgently against yours. It’s been such a long time since he’s touched you, eons he thinks, but he remembers. Christ he remembers everything.

His fingers run through your hair, his palm coming to rest on the nape of your neck. His thumb ghosts over that deviant little spot, the one just under the curve of your jaw and your breathing hitches. His tongue dips into your mouth and you whine at the sensation, your fingertips fumbling with his belt.

He can’t believe he’s doing this again, that he gets to kiss you, touch you, taste you. He wants it like he’s never wanted anything else in his life.

The scent of your perfume floods his senses, the soft aroma of honeysuckle, it clings to your skin as his fingers undo the clasp of your bra, guiding the straps down your arms. He isn’t sure how you make it to the bed, only that you’re underneath him, body arching as his tongue traces over your dusky nipples, bringing them to attention. Your fingers thread in his hair, tugging just slightly and Graham almost loses it.

You’re impatient but then again so is he. You shove his trousers and underwear down his hips, your hand wrapping around his cock and he fucking moans because the way you touch him, it’s everything. You’ve already removed your panties before you guide him into place, the tip of his cock rubs across your wetness and you make that noise, that sweet, sexy little sound he used to love. His fingers entwin with yours, guiding your hand above your head as his mouth covers yours. He sinks into you and the way you grip him…

Fuck, it feels like he’s died and gone to heaven.

He takes it slow, chasing your pleasure in long drawn out strokes that have you crying out his name with every thrust. It sounds glorious rolling off your tongue as he takes you higher and higher until you hit your peak.

That moment, the one where you climax it’s perfect. You clench around his cock, your fingertips digging into the grooves of his knuckles and he hurtles over the edge with you, burying himself deep, spilling his release. He kisses you through the ecstasy. Loving, tender expressions of affection, that leave you breathless and flushed.

I love you, he wants to say as he looks into your eyes. I never stopped.

But he doesn’t.

Because you don’t remember the past, The Enchanted Wood or anything other than Storybrooke but Graham, he remembers everything.

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[countrymusiclover]

5 - The Baby Daddy

Part 6

The Siphoning Princess

Tag list [ @mystrey101 @kmc1989 @tallrock35 @onentaien-kwara @melvia-ito @child-of-of-the-sunshine

A few days later 

Tessa was stuffing her face with pancakes while I waited for Granny to hand me my cup of hot chocolate with extra whipped cream on top.  I was dropping her off at school in a few minutes but we were able to grab her a quick breakfast beforehand.  Granny handed me my cup and I waved bye to the elderly woman sitting down in the booth with my daughter.  “How are your pancakes sweetie?” 

“Good.” She replied with a mouth full of food. 

Grabbing a napkin I wiped her mouth before she got syrup on her shirt.  “Don’t talk with your mouth full.  Finish your bite first.” 

The diner door swung opened causing me to pull my attention to the person coming into the restaurant.  It was the John Doe guy from the hospital or I suppose I should call him David now.  “David, hey over here.” 

“Hey thanks.  This is my first time here.” He noticed me waving him over coming over to me sitting down with us. 

Leaning my elbows on the table I smirked in his direction.  “I have to tell you the unfortunate rules here.  Rule one : newbie’s have to eat their dinner outside the bathrooms.” 

“What - what’s so funny.” He started getting out of the booth until he heard me chuckling. 

Covering my mouth with my hands I busted out in laughter.  “I’m kidding - I’m kidding.  Sit back down.”

“You were joking with me?” David asked slowly sitting across from me and my daughter once more. 

Clearing my throat I finally stopped myself from laughing, pushing my braid over my right shoulder into the front.  “I was totally joking with you.  I’m sorry.  It won’t happen again.” 

“You better hope it doesn’t.” David lightly glared at me before he held out his hand introducing himself.  “We actually never did introductions.  I’m David and you two are?” 

“Renae and this is my daughter Tessa.” Shaking his hand I nudged my head in the direction of my daughter. 

“It's nice to meet you.  Oh! Sweet strawberries, those are the best.” He eyed my daughter's plate of chocolate pancakes with fruit on the side.  He reached over stabbing her fork into one of them, seeing some chocolate syrup was coming out of one of her pancakes.  “Have you ever tried one covered in chocolate?” 

She shook her head making a noise.  “No.” 

“No, well now is certainly the best time.” He held the fork out to her and she bit off the bite of chocolate covered fruit, her face lighting up at the taste.  “Good, huh.  Here you can have another one.” 

Feeling my phone vibrating I got up from the booth stepping into the back hallway to take the phone.  “Hello, who is this?” 

“Renae, it's Graham.  I have some news to share with you.” 

Leaning my back against the wall I waited for whatever news my partner needed to give me.  “Olay, so spill it.  What's your news, Sheriff?” 

“I'd rather not talk over the phone.  Can you come by the station now by any chance?” He asked me through his side of the phone. 

Peaking my head around the corner I noticed that David and Tessa were now playing rock, paper, scissors at the table.  “Sure, just give me a minute to finish up something.” 

“Great.  See you soon.” He hung up the phone. 

Going back over to the booth we were sitting in, David noticed me coming back over asking nicely.  “Everything okay, Renae?” 

“Sort of.  I just got called into work earlier. Do you think you could do me a favor and take her to the bus stop today?” I begged him with puppy dog eyes even though I didn't think it would take much to convince him.  “I'll cook you dinner as a thank you.” 

“Sure.  Of course I can.” 

Throwing my arms around him I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, grabbing my purse and heading to the station.  “Thank you - Graham! What is so important that we couldn't talk over the phone?” By the time I reached the station I had to go all the way back into his office before I found my police partner and the sheriff of the town standing over some papers laying on his desk. 

“When were you planning on telling me about this, Renae?” 

Sitting my bag down I went over to him getting handed some of the papers.  “Graham, what are you talking about?” 

“When were you going to tell me the truth about her, about us huh?” He slightly raised his tone pointing his finger down at the papers now in my hands. 

Eyeing the papers I was holding I read the words paternity test at the top with a description of the test and results that showed Tessa's bloodwork, mine and finally Graham's.  Coming to a conclusion I was not expecting this morning.   “You’re Tessa's biological father!” Clutching the papers in my hands it didn't make sense to me.  I don’t remember ever sleeping with Graham…..or do I. 

Launching one of the castle chairs across the room I was furious with my father.  He had teleported me home before I was done helping the prince.  Creating a fireball in my hand I siphoned power from inside the wall of his castle ready to throw it at his head.  “Why did you take me away from him, papa?  I was helping him get back the ring he had lost.” 

“No, no, no.  I saw you , daughter.  You were falling for the prince.  I had to put a stop to it.” He clicked his tongue waving his finger at me. 

Slumping my shoulders I didn't understand what his problem was.  Charming would be marrying Abigail, not me.  Even though I enjoyed being around him, he's supposed to be with someone else.  “Papa, he's getting married.  He doesn't have feelings for me.” 

“Then you weren't about to kiss right here.  Because that's what I see, dearie.” Rumple waves his hand creating his magical crystal ball.  An image of me and Charming with our noses touching at the Troll Bridge appeared before my eyes. 

“I - I.  We weren’t - we weren’t going to kiss, papa.” 

He glared at me stomping over and grabbing my chin in between his thumb and index finger.  Completely unaffected by the burning flame in my right hand.  “Don’t interfere with any of my deals ever again.  Do you understand me!” 

“You wouldn’t hurt the only child you have left in this realm.” I snarled in his face, thinking of my half brother we had lost when he became the Dark One.  My father glared at me waving his hand causing me to end up inside one of the small empty rooms of his castle.  I recognized it to be my chambers so I rushed to the door trying to open it but he had locked it with a barrier spell.  Banging my fists on the door I shouted back.  “You can’t keep me locked up forever like one of your objects!” 

A few days had gone by where I hadn’t left this room and I was watching the sun just begin to set outside the window.  Laying in my bed a bird flew up to the outside tapping its beak on the glass until I got up, being able to unlock the window which was a surprise to me.  Untying the rope from its foot the bird flare out the window leaving me with an unknown message.  “Princess Jaide,  I have not heard from you since our incident at the Troll Bridge.  You’ll be glad to know I returned home safely, regardless of your father sending me a threat and sending you away.  But I must let you know not a day goes by that I have not thought of you.   In two days time I am to be married as you well know.  Come to me before then, come to me and show me you feel the same and we can be together forever.  And if you don’t I’ll have my answer.” Holding the letter to my chest I closed my eyes concentrating really hard on his family’s castle, hoping I could easily teleport like my father does.  

Opening my eyes once more I squealed, throwing a fist into the air appearing outside one of the service stairwells that I had used to secretly get into the ball the first time we met.  “Yes, yes, yes! I’m coming, Charming.” 

Pacing back and forth in front of his desk Graham leaned his body against it watching me closely.   Flipping through the medical papers I kept attempting to rack my brain around what this was telling us.  “You have a relationship with Regina.  I mean - do you ever remember dating someone else besides her?” 

“Not really.  I mean I’ve had some drunk nights at Granny’s.  Maybe we could have had a one night stand.” Graham ran a hand over the beard on his chin trying to think. 

Looking down at the blood results still second guessing what that would mean for us.  I had simply told my daughter that her father left when she was just a baby.  “Graham, I um - I’m going to have Dr. Whale look these tests over a second time.” 

“Renae, wait a second.” He crossed the room grabbing my wrist once I had opened the office door.  Turning my head back to his I gasped when he suddenly kissed me. 

“Get the hell off me!” Shoving my hands against his chest he stumbled backwards before we heard footsteps entering the doorway. 

Emma’s voice could be heard while me and the sheriff just awkwardly stared at one another.  “Hey Graham, I’m here to fill out the deputy paperwork you talked about.  Um - everything okay here?” 

“Renae, I-“ 

Snatching up my purse bolting out of the room to avoid anymore awkward moments between me and the man who could likely be my daughter's father.  “Congratulations on the job, Emma.  I’ll see you later.” 

[magpienoises]

I maintain Graham was done dirty in OUAT. 😭 I know it hurried the plot along, but still!

Also, WHERE DID HIS WOLF BUDDY GO?? They just kinda dropped that thread after he died.

[jacklesraised]

Once Upon A Time - 1.01 Pilot

[spacegay-archetype]

Rewatching once upon a time is so funny because Regina was killing people left and right and then was like I changed forgive me and then they did