#ouat s7 rewrite fodder

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Gideon: I'm here to pick up Hope for our date.

Killian: And you show up here in jeans and a T-shirt? Haven't you ever heard of the expression "dress to impress?"

Gideon: We're going to the baseball game.

Killian: Huh. In that case, excellent choice.

Gideon: Thanks?

Killian: Now look here. I like you, lad. I always have. But if you break my daughter's heart one more time, I will break you.

Gideon: Uh, actually, she was the one who broke my heart.

Killian: And you came back for more? What's wrong with you, boy? Get some self-respect and move on.

Emma: What Killian is trying to say is have a nice time.

Gideon: We will.

Emma: But if Hope's not home by 11:00, you'll be in jail by 12:00.

Killian: You ever been in jail, lad?

Emma: I don't think he has.

Hope, coming downstairs quickly: Mom, Dad, I do not need you to embarrass me in front of my date.

Hope: I can do that all on my own.

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experiencing cygnet scholar brainrot. please behold this drawing. if the outline looks rough, it's because i made it my goal to do the whole outline in the time it took to print out forty coloring pages for camp. (i succeeded at that, btw.)

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kazzy's 50th ouat moodboard celebration: a set of moodboards based on my own season 7 rewrite

henry mills + red and gray after spending a decade travelling the realms and recording people's stories, henry returned to storybrooke, where he published the tales of his adventures. he remained in storybrooke a few years longer, spending his time working on his next novel and DM'ing a D&D campaign for a new generation of heroes

Age: 33 years old | Faceclaim: Andrew J. West | Dungeon Master | wants to help people find their place in their story

neal "cj" nolan + blue after graduating as captain of the football team, "charming junior" began work full-time on the farm with his dad. he enjoys his small town life, but secretly longs for an adventure beyond the town lines of storybrooke.

Age: 20 years old | Faceclaim: Sam McCarthy | D&D Class: Paladin | wants to live up to his father's legacy

robin "hood" mills + green robin began an internship at the mayor's office with her aunt shortly after graduation. although she did well with her year in bureaucracy, she's still unsure about her future, and has always felt a call toward the forest.

Age: 19 years old | Faceclaim: Tiera Skovbye | D&D Class: Rogue | wants to find out more about her father

gideon gold + gold at seven years old, gideon spent a year travelling the realms with his parents. this held him back a year in school, though he spent much time learning outside the classroom. when he's not studying books with his mom and potions with his dad, he spends a lot of time tinkering.

Age: 19 years old | Faceclaim: Anton Starkman | D&D Class: Sorceror | wants to find a way to free his father from the dark one dagger

charlotte nolan + lavender always the social butterfly, charlotte enjoys spending time with her friends and family and organizing events and celebrations. although she may not look it, she's very protective of the people she cares about, and hopes to inspire people like her mother always did.

Age: 18 years old | Faceclaim: Bailee Madison | D&D Class: Ranger | wants to make a difference like her mother did

hope swan-jones + pink hope is only a month younger than her aunt charlotte, and they've been best friends all their life. she spends her free time sailing and practicing magic. when her half-brother, henry, returns to storybrooke, they spend a lot of time swapping stories and making new memories together.

Age: 18 years old | Faceclaim: Sabrina Carpenter | D&D Class: Fighter | wants to find out who she truly is

When Hope, Charlotte, and Gideon graduate, Henry takes the gang on an adventure through the Enchanted Forest, where they discover their own place in the stories they grew up hearing so much about.

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"Swings"

Cygnet Scholar fanart for @monthly-challenge day 8!

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Hope: You're so smart, and kind. You remind me of someone, but I just can't think of who.

Gideon: Oh, is it Thomas the tank engine? I get that a lot.

Gideon: I mean, personality-wise. I'm, I'm not a train.

Hope: No... it's not a make-believe train...?

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for context, this will not be based on ouat s7, but more closely on my personal version of s7, and the first fic (or the only fic if I don't do a whole series) will be largely CygnetScholar based. Also, Killian will probably not have any powers, just powerful gadgets, most likely a high tech gizmo in place of the hook, and probably a utility belt or something.

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ouattober2023- #13- Hope

decided to take this prompt in my own direction and draw Hope Swan-Jones!

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Henry: Do you guys wanna play sabacc?

Hope: The card game from Star Wars? Henry, you're such a nerd...

Gideon: Oh, that sounds fun!

Hope: ... a nerd with exceptionally good taste; deal me in.

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Gideon: I'm about to ask out the girl of my dreams, Hope.

CJ: Hope? Isn't that the girl who uses you as a footstool in math class?

Gideon: Well where ELSE is she supposed to put her feet? On the FLOOR???

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Hope: Your eyes sparkle like the seas

Gideon: My eyes are brown.

Hope: Your eyes sparkle like the hudson river.

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#ouattober2023 day 9- Original character: Charlotte Nolan! She's the daughter of Snow and Charming, obviously, and in my s7 au she's the same age as (and best friends with) Hope Swan-Jones! Charlotte loves princesses, spending time with her friends, and working on creative projects!

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Um. Since a few of you have said you liked my cygnet scholar fic... does anyone wanna hear about another Cygnet Scholar AU?

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Come Alive/Speak Life (CygnetScholar drabble)

requested by 🦢📚 anon

Somehow Gideon always knew when Hope was having a dark day.

Every time the storms around and in her got to be too much, Gideon would find her there, ever at the ready with her favorite snack, or a movie they could make fun of together, or just the willingness to sit on the floor across from her and listen— and she'd do the same for him when the tables turned.

With Gideon, there didn't need to be any secrets. He could see all her scars without passing judgment— and that understanding could always bring her world back to life.

(a/n and tags under the cut)

a/n: welcome to today's episode of "worship songs that i heard at church camp that are now about a fictional relationship." I don't do that very frequently, but that's how the roulette game fell, and it turned out so cute regardless!

taglist:  @accidental-spice @ouatnextgen {if you'd like to be added to or removed from my cygnet scholar taglist, let me know!}

📀 Spotify Wrapped Drabble Roulette

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Hope: Okay, so I know I haven't technically gotten us anywhere, and I know what you're thinking, but it's not my fault! Robin: Not your fault? You led us in a circle "really good navigator." Gideon: In Hope's defense, it was a really good circle.

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Helloooo! It's @ouatnextgen (I was the anon who wanted to make my own S7 rewrite blog: and then I did!)

If you were feeling up to it, could we get some Charlotte Nolan headcanons? I just love her a lot <3 (fancasting young Snow as her daughter was a genius move!)

Absolutely!!!

🌼 Charlotte Nolan Heacanons 🌼

She's REALLY good at UNO, to the point where everyone hates playing with her (but they always do anyways, especially because Hope is super competitive.)

All the girls like to make friendship bracelets, but usually out of different materials, and Charlotte makes hers out of those tiny rubber bands.

Her favorite color is lavender, and it's also her favorite scent.

As mentioned briefly in Potion Commotion, she likes apples, but acts like she doesn't because of her mom's aversion to them.

Charlotte and CJ dressed as different Disney characters each year for Halloween- by the time she was a teenager, she'd dressed as all the Disney Princesses. Whenever she dressed as a character who was actually a real person in Storybrooke, she'd get her picture taken with them like a kid at Disney Parks.

When Charlotte was old enough, she started having Big Sister Days with Emma. She also often goes to her for advice.

Charlotte and Hope are only a month apart, and they're inseparable friends. Hope can be a bit of a troublemaker sometimes, so Charlotte will often cover her when she messes up.

Charlotte didn't always hang out with her brother and his friends because they're a few years apart, but whenever she did, they readily accepted her as part of the group.

She's a gifted swordfighter!

Thanks for the ask! Always delighted to talk about my s7 au!

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summary: gideon gold fumbles through an argument with his best friend, hope swan-jones. this time, for once, he has no idea what she's talking about. taglist: @accidental-spice @kanerallels @ouatnextgen @booksteaandtoomuchtv [let me know if you'd like to be added to or removed from the cygnet scholar taglist!] archive of our own

 Gideon had always prided himself on his intellect. He had his father's knowledge of magic, his mother's knowledge of everything else, and a report card to prove it.

 And yet, when his best friend pulled him aside to talk after school, with desperation in her eyes, the first thing she said was, "I really hope you're stupid."

 Gideon almost thought he hadn't heard Hope's words clearly.

 "What?" Gideon asked, "Hope, you of all people know…."

 "I know," Hope rolled her eyes, which for some reason didn't try as intently to meet his as they usually did, "you're the smartest person I know— and still, I've been praying for months now that somehow you're stupid."

 "Why?" He tried to study her face, but he'd always been better with pages than people.

 "It's easier that way," Hope shook her head, then sighed and crossed her arms, "at least, it's better than the alternative."

 "That I'm smart?" Gideon asked, feeling like the stupid one for the first time since they were kids.

 "Yeah," Hope said, "I can't bear the thought that you're smart. I don't like that you notice every little detail, and that you always think things through. I want to pretend you're not so intelligent, because it's a lot easier if you aren't. I've been really obvious. If you were stupid, maybe I could pretend you haven't figured it out yet— but you're not— which leads me to the only remaining conclusion."

 She stopped and took a deep breath, Gideon still unsure what she was talking about.

 "You know exactly how I feel," Hope said, her words edged with an anger he wished he could soothe— not just for his sake, but for hers, "and you don't feel the same way."

 In Gideon's defense, he had no idea how she felt, or what that had to do with him being stupid or smart or anything in between. Quite frankly, he had no idea what she was talking about, or, at least, he hoped he didn't.

 "Feel the same way about what?"

 Hope shook her head and sighed. "About us."

 Crap.

 Apparently, Hope had caught on to the fact that he was crushing on her. He'd thought he'd only stolen glances at her when she wasn't looking, that maybe she'd translate his help with her homework and how he'd treasure time they'd spend together as just a natural outpouring of their years of friendship. Maybe she'd picked up his feelings regardless— and if so, she definitely wasn't on the same page.

 "I'm sorry," Gideon said.

 "It's alright," Hope bit her lip, "it's not your fault."

 "No, no," Gideon said, "it probably is."

 "Not this time," Hope said.

 She had a point. She was a very hard person not to fall for— golden blonde hair, eyes always dancing with a scheme or a dream, a smile so lovely that even her sharpest insults felt like a gift.

 But, irony of ironies, now that the cat was out of the bag and the feelings weren't reciprocated, he doubted he'd get to hear many more of those smiled insults. He liked her, apparently she didn't feel the same way, and now things could never go back to the way they'd been before. And, as much as Hope might try to take the blame for this one, it was Gideon's fault.

 "It's not your fault I fell in love with you," Gideon shook his head, "no matter how easy you made it for me."

 "What was that?" Hope asked, her eyes living up to her namesake.

 "You made it easy for me?" Gideon repeated, a bit confused.

 "Before that," she quickly replied.

 "I'm in love with you?" Gideon repeated, more than a bit confused.

 "You're in love with me?" Hope asked.

 "Yes! Isn't that what this whole argument's about?" Gideon asked, "I fell in love with you, but you don't feel the same way, and I've missed the obvious signs that it's not mutual."

 "Not at all," Hope said, and for some reason she laughed a little, "I guess I must've missed something too. I thought you didn't like me."

 "But I do," Gideon said.

 "And I love you too, stupid," she shook her head and smiled.

 "You do?" Gideon asked, replaying in his mind everything they'd just said and seeing how it made sense this time around. He and Hope were on the same page. "That's great!"

 She slipped her hands into his.

 "Thank God you're so stupid," Hope said.

 There it was again, those insults that felt so special, wrapped in her smile.

 Before he could stop himself, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

 "I love you, too," Gideon whispered across her reddened cheek.

 Hope let go of his hand to tuck a hair behind her ear.

 "I should probably get going," she said, "my dad finds out about this before I get the chance to break it to him, and my first crush will be dead before I get the chance to call him my first boyfriend."

 As Gideon processed all the words in that sentence and the somersaults they taught his stomach, Hope stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

 "Call you later, okay?" Hope said.

 "Okay," Gideon nodded.

 He was left to his musings quite a while as he walked home. Suddenly, he didn't care one iota about whether he was the smartest kid in his grade. He must be doing something right, if Hope was almost calling him her boyfriend.

 Maybe he wasn't the smartest guy in the world— but he was certainly the luckiest.

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