#i am BEGGING these people to catch up on their lit homework and learn what constitutes a genre

[jeanmoreaux]

guess it’s time for an update then...

your tags on a recent post about the unhinged and brain-melting quality of the aftg plot mentioned that you saw someone on booktok talk about the series and i literally had a visceral reaction to that information like

After reading this ask I was like okay I have to look on booktok's aftg tag and someone said it was a romance story??? A ROMANCE STORY???? like yeah it has a couple falling I love but God aftg is not a romance novel??? You are right on being scared and if I'm honest I almost cried seeing the video

[lunanight2012]

A Tale as Old as Time? Part 9!!

Enjoy!!!

2 weeks. 2 weeks since Harry rescued me. And now school was starting again. And I still can't talk. But on the plus side, Harry is now in all my classes. I can't be separated from him, cuz I'll start stressing out. I mean if he's going to shower or use the bathroom I can sit outside the door. Oh Harry's sisters are now going to the school.

Harriet being his older sister, and CJ being the youngest. Even though Harriet is technically too old to be going here, Fairy Godmother is letting her. They are very kind to me. 

Oh yea, Fairy Godmother suggested we learn Sign Language, and told us we could find our teacher at the docks. So yeah, turns out it was a mermaid who is very close with Ariel. And she's deaf. But after a week of visiting her everyday and learning Sign Language, Harry and I have another way of communicating.

So here we are, at lunch. We sat with Uma, Gil, Harriet, and CJ. It was nice. That was until Audrey walked over.

"Well well well. If it isn't the pirate losers and their broken princess. How many times has she been kidnapped now? 3? Geez. Wh-" suddenly Audrey stopped talking.

I took a peek in her direction and I saw Chad had slapped her. 

"Don't ever talk about my sister like that again! She's been through a lot, she can't even talk! You know this Audrey! Why would you try to make her feel like shit?!" Chad snarled, glaring at Audrey.

I looked over at Harry and signed to him. 'Can you get Chad to calm down? I don't want him getting in trouble.'

Harry nodded and carefully stood up and whispered into Chad's ear and Chad calmed down and sat down next to us. Audrey humphed and stomped away. Harry sat back down, pulling me close to him.

I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder as I ate my tater tots. 

"How is she?" Uma asked, I didn't pay too much mind, I was enjoying my tots.

"She's doin ok. She still can't talk but that doesn't seem to bother 'er. We learned sign language. And she still likes to "borrow" me hook." Harry explained, kissing the top of my head as I smirked.

Yes, I enjoyed "borrowing" my boyfriend's hook. I can't help it. It's fun!

I squeaked, though Harry knew that squeak meant I was giggling.

"Ye find that funny don't ye?" Harry teased, causing me to nod as I held up the hook.

I mimicked his threatening glare while holding up the hook.

"Scare ye? But that's my speciality!" Harry exclaimed, I moved my mouth to match the words. 

Gil, Uma, and Chad all laughed and I smiled. Sitting back down, I ate another tot.

The bell rang. I frowned and pulled out a baggie and placed the rest of my tots, and all of Harry's tots into it and placed it in my bag. I pulled out my camera and smiled at Harry.

"Yep. Let's head to your photography class." Harry exclaimed, and we headed to my class.

Once there we headed inside, I pulled out my scrapbook. Flipping through the pages, my first day at Auradon, Me and Chad, a few birthdays, the day the original VKs, Ben's coronation, Cotillion, with a single picture of octo-Uma, Jane's birthday, though there wasn't much, Harry had asked me about that and I told him that I got hit by Audrey's spell, then pictures from Harry's first day at Auradon, and just pictures of us.

I pulled out my most recent photos, from Christmas, and some group pics of all of us. Harry watched as I put my photos into the next page of my scrapbook. I added some stickers, that were Christmas themed, pirate themed, and a bit of glass slipper themed.

"Luna, how is your scrapbook coming along?" My teacher asked me.

I look over at Harry and began to sign to him. 'It is coming along great! I am almost done with these few pages!'

"The lass says it's comin along great and that she's almost done with these few pages." Harry explained.

"That's wonderful! I cannot wait to see them!" She exclaimed smiling at us before walking to the other students.

I smiled happily as I went back to my scrapbook. After a few minutes I stopped and grabbed Harry's hand and just sat there. He understood what was wrong, I was having an anxiety attack. A bad one. Harry understood though.

He kept rubbing his thumbs along the back of my hands. Which helped me slowly get out of my attack. I blinked up at him and smiled as I carefully took my hands out of his and signed to him. 'Thank you Hooky!' I smiled happily as I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. 

He smirked and hugged me to his side, kissing my head. "I love ye mah Cindy." He exclaimed with a smirk.

I squeaked, trying to giggle, and kissed Harry's cheek and signed, 'I love you too my pirate Harry!'

The bell rang, so I packed up and Harry walked me to our dorm. He smiled at me.

"Okay love, I have to go to history of pirates and wood now lassie. Chad should be in the room. If ya need me text me, sound good?" Harry explained, raising an eyebrow.

I smiled and nodded, kissing his cheek before I opened the door and walked into the dorm room. As Harry had said, Chad was sitting on my couch trying to do his science homework.

I dropped my stuff, closed the door and threw my small throwing pillow at him. He shrieked and looked over at me.

"Oh Hey sis! I'm trying to get this chem homework done. It's incredibly difficult! Did you finish it?" Chad asked, causing me to roll my eyes as I held up my completed chem homework.

His eyes lit up as he stumbled over to me. "So could I maybe get some help? Pleaseeeee!" Chad begged me.

I squeaked, trying to giggle. I walk over to the couch, open up my brother's laptop, and go onto FaeTube, and yep found a video that could help him.

He chuckled nervously. "Right, I forgot I could just watch a video on FaeTube. Thanks sis!" Chad hugged me.

I smiled and walked back to my bed, grabbing my Nintendo™ Switch, plopping down on my bed, and playing Pokemon™ Sword. I smiled, loving my team. 

I got so into my game I didn't notice Gil, Uma, and Harry coming in to the room. Until I heard my name. Looking up I smiled and sat my switch down before running over to Harry and hugging him.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me close. "Miss me that much? Were ye playin that Pokemon™ game? Haven't ye almost beaten it?" Harry asked me.

I smiled happily and ran over to my game showing him my Eternatus. A legendary dragon that I had to fight then catch.

"I see ye named it…..  Super Dragon!" Harry chuckled. 

I shook my head and pointed at the name. That's when Harry realized it. "Oh, Super Dargon. But lass, why Dargon?" Harry asked, a confused expression on his face.

I squeaked and smiled at him, pulling out my phone I typed my message and showed him.

'Because it's cool!'

Harry chuckled and kissed the top of my head. "Well ye are lucky. Ye get the rest of the day off. While the three of us have been set in charge of setting up the talent show." He groaned.

I squeaked, covering my mouth to hide the giggle squeak. Harry glared at me before kissing my head.

(The talent show is gunna be something! *evil laugh* did i say this part was gunna be innocent? I lied)

The next few days flew by. And it's now the talent show!

Ok so I'm one of four judges for the talent show. It's me, Jane, Carlos, and Gil. Im sat next to Gil. Harry sat in the audience seat closest to me. I look at the list of contestants, though one name kept blurring up for me. Weird.

"Ok, First up is… Dude?" Carlos read out, and yep, Dude walked to the middle of the stage.

Carlos facepalmed so hard just now. Trying to hold in my squeak of a laughter. 

"Ahem. Hello everyone. I'm Dude, and I like Belly scratches and hanging out with Carlos." Dude stated, causing the entire auditorium to burst out into claps, cheering, and laughter.

Carlos whistled for Dude to come to him, which Dude happily jumped down and trotted over to Carlos.

Next was Celia, doing a couple card tricks, and then Dizzy created some jewelry pieces. Next up was…. Ughhh

I held my head a bit, my hair flaming up a bit. Harry squeezed my hand, becoming concerned. I smiled and waved him off, letting him know I was fine. 

"Next up is inaudible." Carlos stated, I lifted an eyebrow. Who?

I looked up at the stage, and squinted, pushing up my glasses. Their face is blurry, why is that?

Music? Why is it so hypnotic?? Hmmmm.

3rd person POV~~~~

The room froze, all but three people knew what was going on, but only two were able to move.

Rayla, Rasputin's daughter smirked as she hopped off the stage, walking straight over to a completely entranced Cindy. Harry tried to stop her but couldn't move at all. Rayla just smiled, walking over to him and placing a kiss to his cheek.

"Don't worry my love, this will all be over soon. Barla! Let's go! Come now sweet Cindy!" Rayla called out. A female white bat saluted and flew over to Rayla's shoulder as Cindy got up and followed her, a smile on her face, her ember necklace left on the table.

Harry watched in fear as they disappeared from the room. A few minutes later the room unfroze and everyone looked around concerned. Harry grabbed Cindy's ember and glared at the door.

"Harry? Where's Cindy? What happened?" Jane asked. 

Before he could answer, Chad, Uma, Gil, and All the Vks were around him too all asking him the same questions. He clutched the necklace.

"EVERYONE SHUD UP!!!" Harry shouted, causing everyone to stop.

"Rayla, the girl tha was singin. She took my lass. Now I remember! Tha's Rasputin's daughter! Remember Uma, she kept tryin ta join our crew. Just so she could get closer ta me." Harry explained, his accent thick.

"What is she gunna do to her???" Chad questioned, worried.

"I have a bad feeling I know what. Remember the story of Rasputin and Anastasia? He kept making her have dreams and a couple of times almost made her suicide jump." Gil stated, getting smacked in the head by both Uma's hand and Harry's hand.

"Ow! What was that for?" Gil asked, rubbing his head.

"Now you've gone and scared them. Come on let's head to my room and come up with a search plan. Mal get Ben and Fairy Godmother and tell them what's going on. We need to lock down the campus." Uma began to order.

Mal nodded and headed off towards Ben's office. The rest headed towards Uma's room.

Uma and Harry walked side by side. She nudged his shoulder. "Hey, ya know. There's only 5 more months left of school. When are ya thinking about popping the question?"

Harry frowned, pulling out a little black velvet box. Opening it up to reveal a custom ring, with gemstone in the shape of a hook and slipper. An engagement ring.

"I'm not sure." 

[believingispowerfulmagic]

OQ Prompt Party Day 2: Every Dog Has Its Day

Prompt number: 100 (“Your dog likes me a thousand times better than they like your partner and sorry not sorry I love this dog”)

Entry day: Tuesday

@oqpromptparty; @oqcelebration

           “Can I hold Shiloh’s leash?” Henry begged, clasping his hands together and giving doe eyes for an extra boost. “Please?”

           Regina sighed, glancing down at the beagle she was walking. Shiloh was a very well-behaved dog but still possessed the tracking mentality his breed was known for. He also felt the runners who often passed them on the path in the park were his quarry and he would pull at his leash to chase after them. It took all of Regina’s strength to keep him from running off and she didn’t think her ten-years-old son would be able to control the animal.

           However, the path was relatively empty and she didn’t see any runners coming upon them soon. So she reluctantly handed the leash to Henry. “Just be careful and if you see any runners, hand it right back to me. I won’t have Shiloh dragging you down the path.”

           “Okay, Mom,” he said, bouncing on the ball of his feet as he took the leash. He held onto it tightly as they continue to walk Shiloh though the park.

           Regina relaxed a bit and a wrapped her arm around her son, feeling a crisp breeze on her face. She held him closer. “How was school today?”

           He made a sour face. “Okay. Ms. Smith still has me doing multiplication tables during lunch, though. I barely finished my lunch.”

           She frowned. “I’ll call the school. Your nutrition is more important than your math grade and I’ll make that clear to the administration. I would rather you do extra work at home and eat your lunch.”

           “Thanks, Mom,” he said with a sigh. “But I don’t think it’s going to help. Just when I think I’ve caught up, it feels like the class jumps ahead. I feel so stupid.”

           “You are not stupid, Henry. You just learn differently. I’ll work with the school. Sidney says it is the best in New York…”

           At the mention of her fiancé, Henry’s sour face grew even more sour. “I don’t care what Sidney says. I don’t like it. I miss my old school, with my old teachers and my friends. No one wants to be my friend because of how stupid I am.”

           “You are not stupid,” she repeated. “And give it time. I’m sure once they stop holing you up doing math during lunch, you’ll be able to find new friends who appreciate you for the talents you have rather than the ones you don’t.”

           He didn’t respond and she could feel the displeasure rolling off of him. Regina wished she had waited until the end of the school year to move to New York but after Sidney had proposed, everything had moved fast. They had agreed a long-distance relationship wouldn’t work as they planned their wedding and it seemed that before they could really discuss it, everything had been arranged for her and Henry to give up their lives in the small town of Storybrooke in Maine for new lives in New York City.

           She sighed as she rubbed his arm. “I’m having difficulty adjusting too. I miss being able to drive myself to work every day, I miss all our friends, I miss going to Granny’s and I miss Storybrooke. But wherever you are, my little prince, is home.”

           “Mom,” he groaned with a roll of his eyes. But he was also smiling, which she counted as a victory.

           Regina was so distracted by her son’s improved mood, she didn’t notice the runner approaching on her left. Not until Shiloh gave a happy little yip. Before she knew it, the beagle was racing down the path with Henry in tow. Regina’s heart jumped into her throat as she lost sight of her young son and she raced after them, hoping to catch up before something bad happened.

           Her heels clacked against the paved path and she made a note to start wearing sneakers for their daily walks with Shiloh. Regina’s lungs burned as she pumped her arms, eyes searching for any sign of Henry and Shiloh. Nightmare scenarios ran through her mind, all which ended with her never seeing her beautiful baby boy again.

           She rounded a corner and relief flooded through her. Henry was standing in the middle of the path as Shiloh sat at his feet. The runner the dog was chasing knelt before him and was petting the dog, a big grin on his face.

           “Henry!” she exclaimed, pulling her son into a hug. “I was so worried!”

           “Mom!” he groaned, wiggling out of her grasp. “I’m fine. It’s just a park.”

           She crossed her arms. “This is New York, Henry, not Storybrooke. Everything is bigger and more dangerous. I don’t want you out of my sight.”

           The man placed his hand on Henry’s shoulder. “Your mother is right. While the park is relatively quiet and safe, you always have to be careful. There are a lot of untrustworthy people out there,” he said with a British accent.

           He then turned to her, holding out his hand. “Robin Locksley, at your service.”

           “Regina Mills,” she replied, shaking his hand as she studied him. He was taller than her, broad shouldered with very toned arms on display thanks to his white t-shirt. Gray sweatpants covered his legs but she imagined his legs were just as toned since he was clearly a runner. He also had thick blond hair that was going gray at the temples, which only seemed to add to his handsomeness rather than detract, which matched the scruff that covered his chin. Blue eyes sparkled as he bit his lip, studying her.

           She realized that she was essentially checking out a man who was decidedly not her fiancé and withdrew her hand, wrapping her arm around Henry again. “This is my son, Henry, and that is our dog, Shiloh. He likes to run after people. He thinks he’s on a hunt or something.”

           Robin chuckled, nodding. “That’s very common in beagles.”

           “You know about dogs?” Henry asked, eyes widening.

           “I know about a lot of animals. I’m a vet,” he replied, smiling so wide it revealed gorgeous dimples that short-circuited Regina’s mind.

           Those weren’t fair.

           Henry, though, was focused on something else. “A vet? We just moved to New York and Shiloh needs a vet. Right, Mom?”

           “Are you taking new patients?” she asked Robin, grinning.

           He chuckled. “I am. I don’t have a business card on me. I live nearby. You can wait in the lobby while I run up to get it, if you want.”

           “That should work,” Regina said. “Why don’t we head there now?”

           She took Shiloh’s leash from Henry as the trio headed out of the park and back toward the street, which was teeming with rush hour traffic. Henry didn’t seem to mind relinquishing control as he was focused entirely on Robin and his job as a vet. Robin answered every one of his questions as they waited for the crosswalk signal and didn’t seem to get annoyed by them, like Sidney did.

           Once the light green person lit up, they crossed the street together. Regina held tightly onto Shiloh’s leash while she noticed Robin made sure to place himself between the line of cars waiting at the light and Henry, ensuring he would take any hit should anything happen. It touched her how a man they barely knew showed more care and interest toward her son than the man she had been dating for two years and was to marry.

           No, she told herself. Don’t go there.

           Robin led them to a familiar gray building with a dark blue awning and she gaped at him. “You live here?” she asked.

           “Yeah,” he replied as the doorman opened the door for them. “Why?”

           “Dr. Locksley, Ms. Mills, Henry,” the doorman said, tipping his hat to them. “Did you enjoy your walk in the park?”

           Henry smiled at the man. “We did. Though Shiloh dragged me through a good stretch of it.”

           “I bet he did,” the doorman said with a chuckle. He leaned down and gave the beagle a pat on the head before straightening up to let them pass. “Have a good evening.”

           They thanked him and headed into the building to get on the elevator. Robin pressed the button for floor 23 and then turned to them. “What floor are you on?”

            “Same as you,” Regina replied.

           He nodded. “I thought so but I didn’t want to be too forward. You two looked familiar…you just moved in with Sidney Glass, didn’t you?”

           “We did,” she said, brushing back her hair with her left hand to show off her engagement ring. She wasn’t sure why she felt the need to put it on display, to let him know she was taken. Or was she reminding herself? “He and I are getting married.”

           “Congratulations,” Robin replied as the elevator stopped at their floor. The doors slid open and they exited into the quiet corridor.

           Robin only lived three doors down from them and after he re-emerged with his business card, he first flipped it over. “I put my cell phone number on the back. Feel free to give me a call if you need any neighborly help.”

           “Thank you,” she said, grateful and touched by the gesture. “I will text you later so you have my number.”

           He smiled, revealing those dimples again. “Sounds perfect. Have a good night, Regina. You too, Henry. And you, Shiloh.”

           Robin crouched down, rubbing behind the dog’s ears. Shiloh’s tongue came out as his tail wagged and he jumped up, placing his front paws on one of Robin’s knees. The man laughed as he let go of the door. “I hope to see you all soon.”

           “Bye, Robin,” Henry said, shaking the man’s hand. “Thanks for catching me and Shiloh.”

           “Yes, thank you,” Regina replied. She moved her son and their dog down the hall to Sidney’s—their—apartment, letting them into it.

           It was quiet and she knew that Sidney was not home yet. She sighed, already sensing it was going to be another late night for him—some crisis or other at City Hall or perhaps another dinner with the mayor and his wife she still wouldn’t be invited to—and leaving it to just be her and her son yet again. They had moved in with Sidney only a month ago and had spent more time without him than with him.

           She swallowed down the bitterness at that thought and put on a happy face for her son. “How about some chicken kabobs?”

           “That sounds good,” he said, sitting down on the couch with Shiloh curled up next to him. “Do you need any help?”

           Regina looked up from the fridge and shook her head. “I think I’ve got it. Why don’t you work on your homework? Do something easy, like English or history. We’ll work on math after dinner.”

           He sighed. “Okay, Mom…”

           She began to prepare everything for the kabobs, keeping an eye on him from the corner of her eyes. Henry sat at the kitchen table with Shiloh at his feet, writing the answers to his English homework with ease. He had shown a talent for writing at an early age and Regina had been more than happy to encourage it. She hoped his teachers would soon realize his gifts and focus on them rather than harping on his weaknesses.

           “I like Robin,” he said after a long period of silence.

           Regina smiled. “I like him too.”

           “And Shiloh likes him,” Henry added. “That’s very important.”

           She paused, unsure if there was a hidden meaning to his words. After all, Shiloh hadn’t taken to Sidney yet. The dog tended to retreat whenever her fiancé came home and would spend time in the bedrooms whenever he was around. Sidney also didn’t seem interested in bonding with the dog either, often giving Shiloh a wary look before barking at Henry to make sure the dog didn’t make a mess in the apartment. No matter how many times Regina assured Sidney that Shiloh was house trained, he still said it.

           For now, she decided to play it as if Henry meant it was very important for Shiloh to like his vet. “Yes, it is. I think Shiloh will enjoy being Robin’s patient.”

           “Yeah,” her son said, sounding slightly dejected.

           Regina forced another smile onto her face as she plated the kabobs. “Well, put the books away for now. It’s time to eat.”

           Henry cleared off the table as she set their plates down. She put all thoughts of Robin out of her mind for now, focusing instead on her son as they ate and laughed together.

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