#dc comics let them kiss each other on the lips challenge

[batbrainrot]

no one in this room knows im listening to once more to see you by mitski and thinking about bruce wayne and clark kent

[takaraphoenix]

Femslash February: Day 14

For @kunfyouzed - happy Valentine’s Day, babe 💚 💜

Fandom: DC Comics / Arrowverse

Main Pairing: Harley/Ivy

Prompt: Love

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"Sometimes, being in a relationship with Harley is... so hard", sighed Pamela.

She heavily sank into her chair. The woman opposite her huffed before lifting her drink to her blue-painted lips. Pamela narrowed her eyes at the woman known as Lin Frost. According to herself, she used to share a body with her own now-girlfriend before some big bad had killed the multiverse and the archer in the green, tacky hood had restarted the multiverse. Pamela... questioned essentially every single part of that story. Sure, meta-humans existed – she was one herself, controlling plants, and Lin Frost was also a meta-human. But there was a difference between 'meta-humans exist' and 'also there is an infinite number of alternate Earths and they all collapsed so a non-superpowered hero had to restart the universe like some god'. Very doubtful. Still, Pamela had learned her lesson and stopped arguing about that one with Lin; it was a lost cause. And she did have some experience with letting people believe their own delusions, so why not indulge the ice-controlling villain.

Their relationship was already strained enough as it was. Mostly fueled by their opposing powers – ice and plants did not exactly go hand in hand. When there was too much alcohol or arguing involved (though too much alcohol usually did lead to too much arguing), they tended to try and one-up each other and it occasionally escalated when they used their powers. Still, in a strange way, Pamela considered her one of her best friends. Not that she would ever admit that to Killer Frost.

Then again, one could argue that Pamela's circle of friends in general was a bit unorthodox. Ever since Nyssa al Ghul had retired – after completely wrecking her father's legacy, much to every villain's amusement – and moved to Gotham, the two had had a couple run-ins, usually at the new, very trendy gay bar and they had bonded rather quickly. And then there was the owner of the bar. Kate Kane, who always made this constipated, pained face when looking at their small gathering of reformed villainesses, but she had never said anything aloud so they figured they were fine. With Kate, Pamela actually got along, genuinely. Which had surprised them both.

While Killer Frost lived in Central City, where she was performing the whole reformed part of 'reformed vilainess', she often traveled to indulge in the less legal activities that she couldn't quite kick and she had found a particular liking in Gotham, especially after the first couple of times she ran into Pamela, Nyssa and Harley. It seemed that Frost mostly was surrounded by heterosexuals and men in Central City – her own bisexual girlfriend excluded – so the woman appreciated to have a circle of gay women to sit with and talk to; them all being former more or less villains was a wonderful addition. Sometimes, Harley joked that they could start a club of sorts – be gay and do crimes. Frost had jokingly suggested she knew a little bird who was a reformed villain in a committed relationship with a heroine and that they could invite her along too. Admittedly, Pamela wasn't that surprised that there were so many queer female villains; not when she looked at all their fashion choices, really. Still, it was strangely... reassuring to have this little community with them.

"You always say that", pointed Kate out as she brought them their drinks.

"At least yours doesn't want you to be a total goodie-two-shoes", drawled Frost annoyed.

"And yours didn't come with a small toddler", added Nyssa, heaving a tired sigh. "I do quite adore Mia, she will be a brilliant and fierce warrior once I get to start training her, yet... admittedly, I did not expect my next relationship to involve changing my former husband's baby's diapers."

"Something tells me you didn't predict to date your husband's wife either", noted Kate.

"That... is true", admitted Nyssa after a pause, blinking a couple of times.

Kate huffed amused and sat down with them then; someone else was manning the bar so she seemed to have a bit of time to spend with her favorite customers and close friends. Frost lifted her glass to hit lightly against Nyssa's, the both of them exchanging an amused smile.

"All three of you are dating goodie-two-shoes and while I admit to that having challenges of their own, at least they're all grounded", muttered Pamela and took a deep, long drink. "The things Harley comes up with sometimes. It's... hard keeping up with her..."

The mood turned a bit more solemn at that. It was true. Frost was dating Caitlin Snow, a scientist who fought alongside the Flash and was very hard-working, honest and down-to-Earth. Nyssa was dating Felicity Smoak, a genius hacker whose only real concerns right now was raising her infant daughter, playing house with her girlfriend Nyssa, none of that hero-business anymore (though she used to be married to the Green Arrow and was involved with that superhero team). The only normal one in their midst was Kate, who owned her bar and dated her ordinary, sweet little journalist Kara Danvers, cute nerd with glasses for whom Pamela and the girls usually pretended to be just normal, regular customers since the blonde was from out of town.

Harley was different. She had suffered severe trauma and abuse at the hands of her ex and it had messed her up pretty badly. While there were highs so high that Pamela could get dizzy, there was also pretty deep lows. She loved Harley, fiercely so, and she would never break up with Harley because of this, but sometimes, it was just so straining for Pamela. Sometimes, when she saw the aftermath of what that man had done to Harley, all Pamela wanted to do was break down and cry, but she couldn't because if she fell into pieces, how could she pick up the pieces that were left of Harley and try to piece them back together? So she had to be strong. Just, sometimes, she needed a night out with her girls, who would listen to her, who understood – maybe not every detail or every way it made Pamela feel, but they still understood. And it helped.

Frost reached out to tap against Pamela's glass, a sheet of ice covering it and the drink turning pleasantly chill. While Frost wasn't the best with expressing emotions and Pamela didn't want anyone to tell her that 'it sucked' or that 'it's all going to be fine', they had their own way of communicating and of comforting each other. Nyssa and Kate offered her gentle looks.

"All my favorite girls at one table! Perfect. I need y'all for a jail-break."

Startled, the four women turned toward where all of a sudden Harley stood. She had a manic grin on her face and a newspaper in her hand that she slapped soundly onto the table before getting comfortable on Pamela's lap. She turned enough to press a kiss against Pamela's cheek, one that was sure to leave a stain. It made Pamela smile thinly, because sometimes, that was what it felt like. As though Harley was leaving lipstick-stains all over Pamela's heart and soul.

"What is it, babe?", whispered Pamela softly, resting her chin on Harley's shoulder.

"So there's a circus in town that has hyenas but doesn't treat them right. Help me liberate them."

Pamela blinked slowly as she stared at her girlfriend. This was going to be... a long night.

~*~ The End ~*~

[fangirlextraordinaire]

Need

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Black!reader

Summary: When life gets in the way, you & Jared need to reconnect.

Warnings: very slight angst, fluff, steamy but no smut

Word Count: 1.3k+

Written for @impala-dreamer​​‘s Make Me Feel It Challenge

My song: “Strip It Down” by Luke Bryan

20 years.  You’d been Mrs. Jared Padalecki for almost 20 years and cherished every single day. You were with him through it all: the movies, all the years of Supernatural, and the Walker reboot.  The pride shown in your eyes whenever you talked about him to your friends and family.  You loved that man and there’s no denying he felt the same about you.  Whenever he could, he would fly home to be with you, even if he only had a few hours before he had to be back.

As the years went on and the babies started coming, Jared was still loving but his attention was always split.  If it wasn’t the kids needing Daddy, it was the cons or interviews, or a million other things that he had to do.  You weren’t complaining-you knew the life of being married to a celebrity would not be an easy one.  It’s just that the fire between you too had fizzled out to barely a flicker.  You tried your best to hide it from him as he had enough to deal with without you adding another thing to his plate but it was gnawing away inside you.  No, you weren’t going out like that! Having 5 kids may have given you more curves than a Coke bottle but you were going to show Jared that you still could bring him to his knees.

Jared’s POV

This upcoming weekend is our anniversary and I can’t wait to get home to my wife.  I wanted to surprise her but I knew I couldn’t do my same old fancy Italian dinner and maybe a movie.  When did we become so predictable? How can this be the same couple who got lectured by Bob Singer himself for having sex on set? Or the couple who had a quickie in my parents’ bathroom during a party? It has to be something amazing, something that’ll knock her socks off.

Living within 30 minutes of my parents has major advantages.  Mom was thrilled to have the grandkids for a weekend once I explained my idea to her & Dad, who proceeded to make a dirty joke that made even my ears turn red.  I made them both promise not to say anything to Y/N or the kids.  

“Hey, are you up for some golf this weekend?,” Jensen asked while we were out on a run later that day. “Stephen and Brandon will be in town for a DC Comics thing.”

“No, I can’t, man.  It’s our anniversary this weekend and I’m taking Y/N out of town, not that she knows that yet.,” I say with a wink.

“You sly dog! Going for #6, huh?”

“No, you perv.  It’s just that it’s our 20th and I want to make it memorable, not just the same thing I’ve done every year.  Life has revolved around the kids for so long but I want to show her that she’s still my number one and always will be.”

Jensen wiped an imaginary tear from his eye.  “That was beautiful.” (*cue me rolling my eyes*)  “Seriously, though, I think she’s going to love whatever you do.  Where are you going?”

“I found this secluded cabin down near Smithville that I think will really surprise her.  Now, let’s go.  I’m starving!”

Y/N’s POV

I’ve been doing some soul-searching the past couple days and I think I came up with a good idea.  I was going to go the romcom route and decorate the house with rose petals, candles, the whole nine yards.  We rarely have the chance to do full-romance so I want to spoil him and rock his world.

I called Sherri & Gerald while out shopping for supplies and they were overly eager to take the kids but I figured they just miss them.  When I got back home, Jared ran up to me like an excited puppy.

“Hey babe.  I have a big surprise for you.  Mom & Dad are taking the kids for the weekend while you & I spend 3 uninterrupted days locked away in a cabin, clothes optional.”

Wait, what? Well, that trumps anything I had planned!

“Wha-? Are you serious? No wonder Sherri didn’t sound surprised when I asked her to watch the kids.”

“What do you mean?”

“I was planning something for YOU and called your parents to watch the kids but let’s go with your plan.  It sounds amazing.”

“You’re amazing,” he says dreamily while gently tilting my head upwards and placing a simple kiss on my lips.  As he pulls back, I grab his shirt and begin to deepen the kiss before we’re (rudely) interrupted by the 3 older kids, 13yo Phoenix, 10yo Gianna, and 8yo Kieran.

“Please don’t give me a reason to need therapy...or eye bleach,” says Phoenix.  He rolls his eyes as I ruffle his curly hair.  Even though he’s barely a teenager, he already dwarfs me like his Sasquatch father.

“How do you think you guys got here, huh? Trust me, it wasn’t the stork,” Jared says to a chorus of gags.

*le time skip*

We dropped the kids off at the Padaleckis’ Friday morning.  Anika & Amara, the 6-year-old twins, were not happy that they couldn’t come with us but one promise of ice cream for breakfast later, we were on our way.  We took the truck that had a bench seat in the front so I sat right beside Jared during the drive.  The thought of giving Jared a little preview of this weekend crossed my mind but since I didn’t want to end up in a ditch, I gave up on that.

About an hour later, after a quick grocery run, we were pulling up in front of a cute, cozy-looking cabin that might not end up on the cover of a magazine but it was perfect for us.  After bringing in all our stuff, we settled on the couch with some wine and a movie, almost like awkward teenagers.  Jared even did the weird fake-stretch move which caused some giggles from us both.  As our laughter died down, the atmosphere changed distinctly.  I could see his eyes darken as he looked me up & down.

Jared’s POV

I don’t know who moved first but one minute, we were staring at each other and the next, I was pulling her into my lap, kissing her with everything I had.  I ran my hands down from her face to those luscious curves that I fell in love with.  We broke apart, panting into each other’s mouths and she motions with her head towards the bedroom. A trail of clothes follows behind us but that’s a problem for tomorrow because tonight, she’s the only thing I plan to think about.

Y/N’s POV

I turned around to give him the full view of the new lingerie set I bought.  The lust is clear in his eyes and any insecurity I had disappears.

“Do you like it?,” I whisper so as not to disturb the mood.  

He doesn’t answer verbally but picks me up and places me underneath him on the bed.  He’s kissing me again but it’s not like the couch kiss.  This is raw, unbridled passion like when we first got married. I reach behind me to unhook my bra while he slowly pulls it down my thong & garter as if he’s unwrapping a fragile present.  I’ve never felt sexier than right now with the way he’s looking at me from between my legs.

He knows all the right things to do to make me sing for him more than once. So glad he went with a secluded cabin because the neighbors would definitely know his name.  While it has been a bit since we could be together like this, we fell right back in sync, finding our rhythm.  

His grip is bruising on my hips, I leave scratches on his back.

I moan, he grunts, we finish together and ride the high.

I cuddle into his side as we catch our breath.  No words need to be spoken as we look in each other’s eyes, knowing that we needed this, needed to get back to each other.

[maryenette-writes]

Day 2 - Angel [OC Challenge]

@dc-comics-imagines’s OC Challenge

Day 2: Your OC’s s/o falls asleep on their lap/hands or vice versa.

Word Count: 591

Tags: @kori-the-cutie @insideoflit @royslittleharper

It wasn’t very often that Jason got a day of complete peace. There was always a call, or someone barging through the window asking for assistance. If not that, then it would be a vigilante breaking in to grab a bite before heading off again.

However, the gods had finally granted him a day of serenity where he could spend with Lily, and it felt good. He needed this and he could also tell Lily missed having him around. With him going on missions all the time with the Outlaws, he wasn’t around much, but he was now and that’s what mattered.

At the moment Jason and Lily were in their shared apartment, just enjoying each other’s presence. One may think that they might want to go on a date or get out, but both of them preferred spending time together, no matter how simple that may be. Sometimes all that was needed was a day spent together. Nothing needed to be done, no words needed to be exchanged, there was just comfort and displays of affection.

Jason sighed in content, staring up at Lily in awe. He had his head rested on her lap as she gently stroked his hair. She caught his loving gaze and gave him that smile he loved so much. Her hair fell from her face and from the angle of the light that lit the room and her form, she looked like an angel.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Jason whispered, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

Lily leaned into his touch and closed her eyes. “You tell me that everyday, Jason.”

“And I can never say it enough.” he said, his voice as quiet as a breath. “What did I do to deserve you?” He was asking himself more than anything, but of course, his lover heard it.

Lily leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. “You were yourself, and I couldn’t have asked for anyone better.”

Jason smiled as he lifted his head up slightly, giving Lily a short yet sweet kiss. She giggled as she lifted her head back up.

He closed his eyes and focused on the sensation of her fingers running through his hair. It was so comforting and in no time at all, he was feeling drowsy. He heard Lily hum an unfamiliar tune to him. It was soft and soothing, lulling him to sleep.

Lily couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her face as she continued to hum the lullaby to Jason. She knew he was tired and as she studied his peaceful sleeping face and his relaxed posture, she felt glad that he was finally getting the rest he deserved.

Suddenly, she felt a cold draft. Before anything else could happen, Lily turned to the visitor with a finger pressed against her lips, signalling the man to be quiet.

“Whatever it is, save it. He just fell asleep and if you wake him up, hero or not I will not hesitate to murder you.” she warned quietly.

Dick Grayson raised his hands in defeat, knowing that an angry Lily was never a good Lily. She may be nice but he would rather face the wrath of literally any villain over hers.

Swallowing, he said, “okay, just tell him to contact me once his nap is over.”

“No. Whatever it is, deal with it yourself. Jason needs his rest. Let his problems today be tomorrow’s problems. Now go.” she ordered sternly, still keeping her voice low.

“But--”

Lily glared at him.

“Yes ma’am.”

[captainswanandclintasha]

A Baked Love Story (10/10)

Let it be known that I am the person who forgot to update her own story. On Tumblr. If you take a look on AO3 and FF.Net you’ll see that this chapetr has been posted on 31th December. Anyway, here it! The last chaper of the story. I still can’t believe it. I loved working on this story. “A Baked Love Story” it’s actually my first multi chapter! 

The first and second cakes from the picture from above are Belle’s and Emma’s cakes from this chaper, but I will post the picture again at the end of the chapter.

Thank you @bucklesomeswashswan​ for being my beta for this story! You are amazing, you’ve done an amazing job, I love you so much.

Story nominated for Best Multichapter (-50k) in Captain Swan Fanfic Awards 2016. Please vot here: http://csfanficawards.tumblr.com/csfa2016bm-50 (on the computer) or here: https://polldaddy.com/poll/9581808/ (to vote on the mobile)!

Summary:  Emma Swan is a single mother who loves to bake, who decided to participate at a TV show for amateurs. Killian Jones is a professional baker who takes an offer to be in the jury of a TV show about amateur bakers. AU baker!Killian and baker!Emma.

Rate: T

Chapters: (on Tumblr) 1   2   3   4   5  6   7   8   9

On FF.NET and AO3

The last two weeks in the competition were a living hell for everyone. The last participants gave everything they could, everyone wanted to win the big prize of 1 million dollars and the recognition that came after the competition was done. Emma tried her best to stay as long as she could in the competition and when Regina announced that only she and Belle were iin the final round she cried. She cried in front of everyone and then she cried that night, in Killian’s arms, in her room, because she couldn’t believe that she’d gone that that far and that she had an actual chance at winning.

Killian had encouraged her, in secret, in the last two weeks. They tried to keep it between them, they stopped going into town after David and Henry left because they didn’t want to be seen by someone and even around set they tried to stay away for each other as much as they could. But that was hard, especially when they did not really want to stay away from each other. Killian stayed overnight in her room a few times , but nothing happened between them, they just talked, watched some TV shows and slept but Killian had to leave her room very early in the morning, while everyone was still asleep to avoid being seen.

On the last day of filming, Emma woke up with a knot in her stomach. Killian somehow sensed something was off with her and put an arm around her waist.

“Everything will be alright,” he told her comfortingly.

“I’m afraid.”

“You don’t have to be.”

“Belle is really talented.”

“And so are you. Seriously love, you have nothing to be afraid of . Everything will be fine and even if you don’t win, you’ll still have Henry, your brother, your friends.”

“You?”

“Me” he said smiling and then continued “and Elsa.”

“Do you think Elsa still wants me?”

“I am sure of that.” He said pressing a kiss on her forehead. “Now let’s get ready. You have a competition to win.”

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Later that morning Emma and Belle were in front of Regina and the jury for the last time. Everyone was dressed formally for the last day of the shooting. The men, Killian and Gold, were dressed in tuxedos (Emma had a bit of a shock when she saw Killian dressed in the black tuxedo, his hair arranged more than usual by their hairstylist), while Mary Margaret and Regina were dressed in beautiful dresses. Emma had to admit that she loved their dresses. Marry Margaret was dressed in a long dress, the top was blue with white lace collar while the skirt was pink and Regina had a long black and simple dress. Only Emma and Belle were allowed to wear their usual clothes to be comfortable while they had to bake.

Before Regina could stop talking, Emma looked at Killian for support and he winked at her immediately. Emma nodded at him and then moved her attention to Regina.

“This is your last day here.” Regina said looking at her and Belle. “We are all here to encourage you, give you strength and make you want to give everything you have, give the best in you, to demonstrate that you are The Best Baker in the United States and win the big prize! The jury decided what you will be doing today for the task and I will let Mary Margaret tell you.” Regina finished taking a step back while Mary Margaret took one forward.

“First of all I want to congratulate you for your performance during the show. Both of you have great talent and I am sure we will have a hard time deciding between you. Now, for your last challenge, you will have five hours to prepare a wedding cake! Make it as big as you want, the the flavor doesn't matter as long as it is appropriate for the cake . Everything else will come from your imagination and you have free choice over fillings and decorations .” She showed them the table in front of her. “You have here a table with basic ingredients you might need for your cakes. You can come and take everything you need from here.”

“There is one more thing to add.” Gold started to say before Mary Margaret could continue. “Every former participant that has been in the show this season is here today, for you.” He said showing them the door.

At a sign the door opened and everyone that was in the show started to enter the room. Everyone was there, Ariel, Eric, Ashley, Graham, Jefferson, Will and even Walsh and Zelena. They sat on the chairs that were arranged in the room and they looked at Emma and Belle and started to clap for them. Emma felt overwhelmed in that moment, but she knew she had to be strong.

“But that’s not all.” Killian said to Emma and Belle. “We invited here two of the people you love the most, just so you can be a little more overwhelmed tonight.” He said laughing.

The door opened again and Emma felt tears coming to her eyes when she saw Henry and Belle’s father (she supposed) entering the room. When she saw Henry coming to her she couldn’t stop her tears from falling. He jumped into her arms and from the corner of her eyes she saw Belle hugging her father.

“Henry!”

“I knew you could do it!” He said looking at her.

“It’s not done yet.”

“I know. In five hours you will win this show.”

Emma laughed and hugged him harder. She felt more tears leaving her eyes but she didn’t care. She didn’t care that she was being filmed, she didn’t care that the whole country would see this moment when the show aired, she just cared about the fact that her son was there with her in that moment and he would be able to encourage her and give her strength during the next five hours.

Emma put him down when Regina called their names and watched him walk towards a chair.

“Ok, dears.” Regina started. “You have to take a deep breath and concentrate because your last challenge will start in 5…. 4…. 3…. 2…. 1! Good luck girls!��� And with that the last five hours in “Bake Off” started.

The first thing Emma started to do was to go and get the ingredients she needed to make the layers. They were simple, normal, layers. The cake would have four tiers and she’d try to again make a cake with different fillings for each layer based on the secret thing that will be drawn on the cake at the end. She had an idea of what she wanted to do and for it she needed the whole five hours without any mistake or distractions. She saw the idea of the cake last night, on the news and it fits perfectly to what she wants to do today. She needed a lot of time for the decorations because there was a lot to do and it was complicated.

Since Henry was there the cake would be inspired by his love for comics and also she knew that Killian was a big Marvel and DC fan so the cake would be a little… dedication for him as well. She just needed to hide the final look of the cake so no one could see it until the jury was examining the cakes.

She made the batter for the layers and a little sketch on some baking paper of how she wanted the cake to look and now she was thinking about the flavors of the fillings when Mary Margaret and Killian appeared in front of her.

“So Emma, how are you?” Mary Margaret asked her.

“I’m fine.” She answered smiling at her.

“Excited? Are you nervous?” Killian asked her with a smirk on his lips.

“You can bet. My son is here, everyone from the show is here again and this is the last challenge of the show. Of course I am a little nervous.”

“Well, I am sure that in the end everything will be alright.” Killian said winking at her.

“What are you making Emma?” Mary Margaret asked her trying to take a look at the sheet of paper in front of Emma, where she had the sketch of the cake.

“A wedding cake!” Emma said laughing.

“Yes, but can we have a look at the design?”

“Um.. no, not really. I want it to be a surprise for everyone, especially for my son.”

“Do you make something for him?”

“It’s inspired by him.”

“Well then, good luck, Emma.”

“Give em’ hell, love.” Killian whispered to her with a smile and a wink.

She smiled at him and watched them leave. Emma realized the fact that in the last two weeks Killian’s “Give em’ hell” always came like an encouragement for her and it always worked and she also thought it was cute.

When her mind came back to the room, Emma went back to work continuing to think about the right taste of the fillings.

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During the five hours Regina walked between Emma and Belle and asked them little questions about their cakes and what they were doing. Both of them were concentrated and secretive about their cakes and Regina had to admire them. Both women were talented and despite that obvious competition between them today , both of them tried to help each other. Emma helped Belle when one of the tiers of her cake almost fell, and Emma held it until Belle corrected the mistake by adding extra support to the tier below and in return Belle helped Emma when she couldn’t make the perfect color she needed for her frosting.

If someone was to ask Regina who was her favorite she couldn’t choose, she liked them both.

After Regina took little interviews with the girls she had to do the same with Gold, Mary Margaret and Killian and then go to the former participants.

The first interview with the members of the judges was with Gold who was very… cold in his answers.

“What did you think about this season of Bake Off?”

“It was really interesting.”

“Ok. Do you have a favorite that you wish to win tonight?”

“I obviously want Belle to win. There is no doubt about it.”

‘Of course he would say that’ Regina thought. She noticed a long time ago that Gold had a thing for Belle, she wasn’t sure about Belle’s thoughts for him.

“Do you have something else to say about this last round of the competition?”

“No, not really Miss Mills.”

“Okay. Thank you very much.”

The next was Mary Margaret who was more than excited during her interview with Regina.

“Do you have a favorite tonight, Mary Margaret?”

“I have to go with Emma. She has something special. I don’t know how to explain it, but I’ve seen something in her from the beginning and I hope people who watched the show saw it too. She is special.”

“What do you thing about this season of the show?”

“It was, for sure, an interesting season. Everyone was good and there were moments when we, as the judges, had a hard time choosing who should stay and who should leave.”

“The former participants will watch this interview for sure, do you have a message for them?”

“As I said before, everyone was good and I would like to see some of the former participants coming back for future seasons. I want them to keep going and practice what they learned here. Also I wish them all the best and I hope that all of them will continue to bake and not leave this experience behind them.”

“Thank you very much, Mary Margaret.”

“Thank you too.”

The last one was Killian who, for Regina, seemed surprisingly formal.

“Killian, tell us, do you think that someone specifically should win this show?”

“Of course not. Both Emma and Belle are very talented and both of them have big chances to win tonight.”

“But do you have a favorite?”

“It wouldn’t be good form for me to say that I favor one of them, because they will watch this, people all around the country will watch this and I don’t want them to feel bad.”

“Do you think Emma and Belle will feel bad if you say that you want one of them to win and not the other?”

“No, but as I said before, both of them have big chances to win and if it was up to me , I would give prizes to the both of them.”

“Was there something or someone that caught your attention during this whole season?”

“The creativity that these people had in them was beyond my expectations. Some of the designs we’ve seen this season were amazing and there are some that I still couldn’t forget.”

“Is there something else that happened this season that you won’t forget?”

“There are a few things, yes, but I am not going to say which.” Killian smirked at her, knowing very well what she was talking about.

“Mary Margaret said that she wants to see some of the former participants in the next seasons. Do you? “

“For sure.”

“Anyone special?”

“Ariel, Ashley, Aurora and Jefferson were some of the best participants we had this season and it would be lovely to see them again.”

“Thank you very much for your time , Killian.”

“Thank you as well. Can’t wait to see who will win tonight.”

After Regina left Killian she went where the former participants were arranged and watched Emma and Belle. The interview with them would be a collective one, in which she asks a few questions and who wanted to speak with her, wanted .

“So, are you glad to be here again?”

“Yes!” Answered all of them at once.

“How have you been after the show?” Regina asked them.

They answered to the question one by one. She was glad to hear that Ashley gave birth to a girl name Alexandra, Aurora got engaged with her boyfriend and opened together a bakery in Chicago. Regina was happy to hear that Jefferson got a job in bakery called ‘Wonderland’ at Disney World where he had to make cakes inspired by the Disney fairytales. But Zelena’s confession was the most shocking for her.

“Well, darling, me and Walsh got together after we have been eliminated from the contest.” She said smiling at Regina and taking Walsh’s hand in hers. “I am sure we are not the only ones from the contest that got together this past month.” She said smiling meaningfully at Regina.

She knew that Zelena was talking about Emma and Killian. The day Regina talked with them and let them stay in the competition, Zelena called her to make sure that Emma and Killian were out. Regina could swear that Zelena turned green behind the phone out of jealousy when she heard that both Emma and Killian remained and she threatened Regina to talk with the media about the fact that in this competition a judge and a participant can get together without a problem but Regina took care of Zelena’s big mouth. Just as she did now with a cold stare at the woman.

The interview continued for another 15 minutes, when Regina found out more about their time in the competition, how they felt, what they liked the most and what they disliked and who they hoped would win. The opinions were divided between Emma and Belle but everyone agreed that they were “powerful” and they both deserved to be there. Well, everyone but Zelena, who continued to say that she would have been better.

When there were only ten minutes remained from the challenge Regina left the former participants, took Mary Margaret, Killian and Regina and prepared for what was coming.

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When Regina said the last “STOP” of the show Emma just finished the last touches of her cake. She was extremely proud of the look of the cake because it looked exactly the way she wanted and fortunately no one saw what she had ready on the back of the cake so in the end it would be a surprise for everyone.

Her cake looked simple at the first sight, it was white, with four tiers as she wanted and a cute model with pink pearls, but what was really spectacular was the inside of the cake, whose filling was different in each tier and of course the back of the cake which had models of superheroes. She spend the most part of the time drawing on every tier of the cake  so the top, the first tier, had a model of Captain America’s shield, with red and white straps, the second was a replica of Spider Man’s mask but the third and fourth were her favorites. On the third Emma made an image of Gotham city with Batman’s sign in the sky, black and yellow being the colors that occupied that part of the cake. For the fourth Emma made a replica of Iron Man’s mask, in 3D and edible. She would forever be grateful to Henry who made her watch every Marvel and DC movie that was on Netflix.

She looked at Belle who had in front of her an amazing blue cake with five tiers, gold ornaments and purple flowers. Emma had to admit to herself that she loved her cake and she was sure that it tasted amazing too.

Belle was the first to go in front of the jury with her cake. Emma watched them as they cut the cake and inspected its interior. From her place she saw that the inside of the cake was pink with white layers. The first who tasted the cake was Gold.

“It is a little too salty” He commented. Emma saw the color in Belles face fade “but it is good.”

“I must say that I love the design, Belle” Mary Margaret started to say after Gold “it looks very royal and it’s arranged perfectly. And the taste it’s also very good. What is it?”

“It’s strawberry cream with vanilla.”

“I like it,” Mary Margaret said with a smile.

“Well Belle, here it is your last cake in the competition.” Killian said coming in front of her, with a smile on his face. “It’s really good, the taste it’s surprising, and I did not expect strawberry when I tasted it.”

“Thank you.” Belle said with a small smile.

“We are proud of you.” With Killian’s last words Belle went back to her place and smiled and gave an encouraging smile to Emma.

Emma took the cake and went with it in front of the jury.

“So, Emma. What do we have here?” Mary Margaret asked her.

“A wedding cake with a surprise for everyone, inspired by my son.”

“It looks really simple.” Mary Margaret said examination the cake. “The surprise it’s in the inside?”

“It’s both on the inside and on the outside, on the back of the cake.”

“Oh.  Let’s see.”

Emma turned the back of the cake to them and she was glad when she saw everyone surprised. She looked at Killian and saw the happiness behind his eyes.

“Love,” Killian started. “This is amazing.”

Emma followed Killian with her eyes as he come closer to examine the models on the cake.

“You made Iron Man.” He said looking at her. “It is edible?”

“It is.”

“I love it.” Killian said in awe “I don’t even have to taste it, because I already love it. But I know you worked hard at it so I have to taste it.”

“Every part of the cake has a different filling on the inside, which means that every part has a different taste.” Emma added before he could cut the cake.

“You did it with a specific purpose or because you just wanted to do it?”

“I made it on purpose because every tier has a taste that resembles with the superhero made on it. So Captain America has vanilla, Spider Man has cherry, Batman has black chocolate while Iron Man has orange and cherry. I also thought about the fact that at a wedding, not everyone likes the same things and this way most of the guests can be happy, if not all of them.”

“That it’s an amazing idea.” Mary Margaret commented from behind Killian.

“I would eat everything, to be honest.” Killian told her.

“I am glad to hear that.”

“But I’m going to start with the Captain and I’m going to cut here,” he said moving the cake and cutting the white part “because I don’t want to damage the perfection that it’s this little shield.”

Killian tasted the cake and Emma didn’t know how she could describe Killian’s face. She saw this face in cartoons, when a person it’s in love with someone and his eyes are like the hearts. That was Killian’s face when he tasted the cake.

“Amazing.” Emma smiled at him and watching him going back to his place.

Mary Margaret and Gold choose different parts to taste and both of their responses were positive. Emma couldn’t be happier, her cake was a hit and even Regina came to taste it.

“We’ll take ten minutes to decide who’s the big winner.” Regina told them after Emma went back to her place.

During the five minutes everyone could feel the tension in the room. The former participants came to Emma and Belle to congratulate them and taste their cakes and also Henry and Belle’s father came to them. Henry jumped in her arms when he saw the cake and the models and told her that as soon as they are back home, they would have to make another Marvel Marathon, because they needed it after such a cake.

After the five minutes Regina told everyone to take their places. Everyone went back to their place while Emma and Belle stepped in front of the room, where the jury was, holding hands. The first person who spoke was Regina.

“I want to congratulate you, in front of everyone, for the power, the determination and the talent you've shown us during the last three months here. We, all of us, are proud of you.” Everyone around them clapped. “This is the last time you are standing in front of us as participants at Bake Off and this is the last time you’ll feel these emotions. I want you both to know that no matter who wins the big prize, you are both winners tonight. But. The big winner is...”

There was a new kind of silence in the room. A silence that started to annoy Emma.

“The winner is���” Regina said again.

“Before this I want to congratulate you both for your journey in the competition.” Killian said quickly, making everyone laugh around them.

“The winner is Emma Swan!” Regina yelled looking at them.

On cue confetti started to fall from the ceiling of the room. Emma couldn’t believe what happened. She felt Belle hugging her and congratulating her, she felt Henry coming to her and hugging her tightly but she still couldn’t process what happened.

“I won?” She asked Regina with tears in her eyes.

“Yes, Emma, you won.” Regina said laughing at her.

“Oh my God, Henry! I won!” Emma said looking at her son and hugging him.

“I told you, mom! I told you, you can do it!”

Emma started to laugh while she hugged Henry even harder. Gold came to her and congratulated her for winning and for her performance in the show. Next, Mary Margaret came, hugged her and kissed her on the cheeks.

“Congrats, Emma!”

“Thank you!” When Mary Margaret wanted to let her go Emma stopped her “Wait, I told David that I’d ask you for your number at the end of the show.” Mary Margaret laughed at her.

“Don’t worry, Emma. David already has my number, I gave it to him when he came with Henry after you and Belle won that challenge together. We’ve talked a few times since then.”

“I am glad to hear that.”

“I am glad too.” Mary Margaret said smiling at her.

The next person who came and hugged her was Killian. He hugged her tightly, and she could feel that he didn’t care who saw them. The competition was done, she won because of her talent, not because of anything else or because of her (secret) relationship with Killian.

“I told you.” He told her when he put his arms around her.

“You did.”

“I’d like to kiss you.” He whispered in her ear.

“The show is done.”

“Yes, but Henry it’s here. I don’t want him to see the way I need to kiss you right now.”

“Thank you.” She said pressing a kiss on his cheek.

The rest of the night passed in celebration. Emma had more than new things to celebrate and that made her even happier.

Later that night, when Emma and Killian were finally alone, in a hotel room, with Henry fast asleep in the other room, Killian finally kissed her the way he wanted to. He kissed her in more than one place and he made sure that he saw her how happy he was that she won.

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Emma Swan would never regret the moment she decided to participate at Bake Off. Her life changed after the show was done, it changed for good, in more than one aspect . She and Henry had to move in New York because Emma finally accepted Elsa’s offer to work in her bakery, David also moved to New York with his new girlfriend, Mary Margaret. People started to call Emma to bake for big events, weddings for some celebrities and important parties.

But there was one thing that changed in her life and she absolutely adored and that was Killian Jones. He supported her and helped her, had been by her side every time she had a breakdown because someone wanted her to make a certain cake that took days to make or another person didn’t want to pay her for the cake because the shade of the pink from the fondant wasn’t the right one (damn you Arianna Grande for that one).

She knew he loved her, he was sure he showed her in every action and told her countless times and she loved him just as much. Still she couldn’t believe how many things changed for her, for them.

It was like a baked love story in months of friendship and stress of a competition that changed her life forever.

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Emma’s cake:

Belle’s cake:

This is it!  Thank you very much to everyone who read it and left reviews, let me know what they thought about this story. As I said before 'A Baked Love Story' it's my first finished multi chapter and I am so sad to end it, but I have ideas for some one-shots that I will try to write and post (after I am done with my exams) just because I love this idea and I can't and don't want to, end it right now. But, if you have a scene that you’d like to read please let me know!