How in the midst of all this sorrow Can so much hope and love endure I was innocent and certain Now I'm wiser but unsure
Beauty and The Beast
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How in the midst of all this sorrow Can so much hope and love endure I was innocent and certain Now I'm wiser but unsure
Beauty and The Beast
"Mom... Can I ask you something?"
Regina looked up at her daughter and closed her book. “Of course dear. What’s on your mind?”
Melanie got into the bed and snuggled up to her. “What’s the chance for leaving Storybrooke?”
Regina wrapped her arm around Melanie. “Very slim, but I could make it happen. Why do you want to leave Storybrooke?”
"Because I'm graduating in the summer and I want to go to college. I need to have the chance to go to college, see the world." She answered and looked at her.
Sexting Sentence Starters
Originally from a now deactivated meme blog.
[text]: Are you touching yourself?
[text]: Be nice or I won’t send you pics.
[text]: Have you touched yourself today?
[text]: Hey baby, wanna ride on an airship? ;)
[text]: How many fingers in are you?
[text]: I hope you weren’t planning on getting much sleep tonight.
[text]: I think I don’t have enough pictures of cum on your face.
[text]: I wish I could taste you right now.
[text]: I won’t bother asking you what you’re wearing because all I’ll be doing is taking them off.
[text]: I’m bringing handcuffs.
[text]: I’m coming home early, be ready for me.
[text]: I’ve been thinking about you all day.
[text]: I’ve been touching myself all day.
[text]: It doesn’t feel as good as you, but it’ll do until you get here.
[text]: Prep yourself for me, I’ll be there in ten minutes.
[text]: Roommate just left, they aren’t here for another week~
[text]: Send me pictures.
[text]: Take all your clothes off. I want you to be ready when I get home.
[text]: Tell me you’re a bad girl/boy.
[text]: You thinking of me?
[text]: Why do I want you so bad right now?
Melanie looked at the response from Regina and inhaled a deep breath, before she started the walk from the school past Granny’s and the Clock Tower, before turning down on the road that led her to the Mayors office. She was nervous and she knew Regina properly had been worried when she hadn’t been around that much, as in the weeks up to the discovery. She had tons of questions. Like who was her father, was he here, why did she never hurt her as the Evil Queen and so forth.
After a couple of more minutes of walking, Melanie entered the Mayors office. She walked past Regina’s assistant, who followed her to the office and knocked on the closed office door. The assistant opened the door slightly and peeped inside. “Madam Mayor, you have a visitor..”
Regina gave her assistant a small nod and a “Send her in.” but other than revealing that she knew who her unscheduled visitor was, the Mayor gave no sign that this was any different from the dozen or so meeting she had each day.
No small feat given the bundle of emotions filling Regina’s stomach, even with her years of practice at hiding her true feelings. But then, nothing in her time as Queen had ever been this important. Yes, her feelings toward Snow had driving the vengeance that had consumed her for years and ultimately lead to the curse for which she’d sacrificed her own father but hindsight showed that for what it was; a hollow victory that had cost her more than she’d gained from it.
This, Melanie… this was so much more than that. A possibility she’d thought lost to her years ago, one she’d given up to spite her mother; another hollow victory at the time. If she had know about Melanie then… so much would have changed.
So much still could. Even with all the years that had passed, all the time lost between them, they could still be more together than they were apart.
Or Regina could lose her daughter again, and this time by Melanie’s choice and not the manipulations of others they were both ignorant of. So much may rest on these next few minutes. So much more than a heart more hardened by anger than broken by love.
Regina smoothed her hands over her blouse before tugging at her blazer, wondering in the time between her Assistant’s head ducking out of sight and Melanie stepping through the door if she shouldn’t take off the blazer to present a less formal, more inviting image.
Melanie was standing in the hallway and knew the people working in the Mayor’s office was whispering. And of course Melanie was the new hot topic in town. Ever since Regina had told her the truth and the rest of the town had found out, no one could stop making whispers and rumours about her. Yes there was still things Melanie didn’t even know, but the way people made whispers about her, when they knew Regina’s past scared her.
Melanie stepped into the office, fleeing quickly from the hall and closed the door behind her, before turning around and look at Regina. “Hi.. I wasn’t interrupting you was I?” She asked in a soft voice.
{For Ingrid} "Do you know what I thought about while I was attending school today?"
“What did you think about when you were attending school today?” Ingrid said to Melanie with a smirk.
“I was thinking about you. Naked.” She answered with a smirk, before leaning back in against the counter in her shop.
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Melanie knew, she had been withdrawn but what was normal in a situation like this? Melanie had only a couple of weeks ago found out her parents hadn’t been biological. She had been taken from the childbirth’s bed from Regina and delivered to a poor family in a villages not far from Leopold’s castle. She was Regina’s daughter and yes, she had questions. Yes she was slightly angry, as well as confused. Curious even. She read Regina’s reply and looked around, before typing a short reply of her own.
[text:Regina] No, it’s okay. I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.
The moments between hitting send and receiving Melanie’s reply felt like an eternity for Regina, long enough that the chime when it arrived caught Regina by surprise. She fumbled with her phone to keep it from dropping to her desk, mentally cursing herself for her overreaction as she read the text.
A couple of minutes. Suddenly those few moments didn’t seem quite so long.
[text:Melanie] I’ll see you then.
Melanie looked at the response from Regina and inhaled a deep breath, before she started the walk from the school past Granny’s and the Clock Tower, before turning down on the road that led her to the Mayors office. She was nervous and she knew Regina properly had been worried when she hadn’t been around that much, as in the weeks up to the discovery. She had tons of questions. Like who was her father, was he here, why did she never hurt her as the Evil Queen and so forth.
After a couple of more minutes of walking, Melanie entered the Mayors office. She walked past Regina’s assistant, who followed her to the office and knocked on the closed office door. The assistant opened the door slightly and peeped inside. “Madam Mayor, you have a visitor..”
My muse is being held hostage and is being experimented on. Send me “What have they done to you?” for my muse’s response to yours finding them shackled and chained in a small room.
"Mom... Can I ask you something?"
Regina looked up at her daughter and closed her book. “Of course dear. What’s on your mind?”
Melanie got into the bed and snuggled up to her. “What’s the chance for leaving Storybrooke?”
It had been a couple of weeks since Melanie and Regina had realised the truth. Or since Melanie had been told the truth about her, and who she was. A few weeks where she had been slightly withdrawn, not spending time with anyone. Rarely Regina either, but if she talked to anyone it was Regina. Melanie had just gotten off from school, and decided to sent a text to Regina. [Text: Regina] Are you off from work or can I meet you at the Mayors office?
Regina glanced up from the report she was reading – or trying to read more accurately – when she heard her cellphone alert her to a new text message. For the last few weeks she’d found it difficult to focus on anything and the dry but essential statistics of running a small town were never that captivating to begin with. Having the town essentially frozen on one day for almost three decades had at least allowed her to get through the paperwork more from memory after the first few years but since the curse had been broken every day brought up some new issue to be dealt with.
None more so than the day the truth about Melanie had been revealed to them both. And since that day Regina had barely seen the teen… her daughter. A daughter she’d never known she had and now that Regina did, Melanie couldn’t bear to be around her. At least that’s how it felt to Regina.
With a mix of trepidation and hope, Regina reached out for her phone after it chimed far a second time to get her attention and turned it over to read the message. Her heart tightened in her chest when she saw who it was from and she read through it several times before writing out her reply, a faint smile on her lips as she typed.
[text:Melanie] I’m at the office but I can meet you somewhere else if you’d like.
Melanie knew, she had been withdrawn but what was normal in a situation like this? Melanie had only a couple of weeks ago found out her parents hadn’t been biological. She had been taken from the childbirth’s bed from Regina and delivered to a poor family in a villages not far from Leopold’s castle. She was Regina’s daughter and yes, she had questions. Yes she was slightly angry, as well as confused. Curious even. She read Regina’s reply and looked around, before typing a short reply of her own.
[text:Regina] No, it’s okay. I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.
Transformation
Melanie had had to make a split second decision. Once the darkness had surrounded Regina, Melanie knew she had to do something. As Emma approached the darkness trying to make everyone see reason in that it should be her to contain the darkness. That was when Melanie had jumped in. Just as Emma was about to stab the dagger into the darkness, Melanie jumped on Emma and grabbed the dagger. Melanie hadn’t truly thought this through. And the moment she stabbed the dagger into the darkness Melanie heard her mother’s cry for her to stop. But there was no point in it. Melanie had done this and there was no way back. Not now. She had felt the darkness already. She looked her mother straight in the eyes as she stood and watched her own daughter be consumed by the darkness. “I’m sorry..” Had Melanie tried to say through the darkness. Her heart had already begun to darken and now she let the darkness consume her soul to save the rest of the town and her mother. And that was when it happened. Melanie was lifted into the air and disappeared. All that was left on the road in Storybrooke, was the dagger. The dagger with one name. Melanie Brianna Mills.
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My muse is sick.
Send me a 🍜 for your muse to make mine (or try to) a meal.
Send me ★ to take my muses temperature.
Send me 💊 to give/tell my muse to take his medicine.
Send me 😨 to catch my muse as they are about to pass out.
Send me 🚨 to take my muse to the hospital.
Send me 💉 to help my muse in your muses own way.(this is so there are multiple possibilities of helping)
ATTENTION RPers!! REBLOG THIS IF YOU WANT SOME CURIOUS ANONS!!
The evolution of Regina Mills
Ok this is important, please reblog this.
Ok, so I’ve heard that there will be a raid on Tumblr from July 20th to July 26th, PLEASE. Do your best to stay safe, change your password, they’ll be spamming popular tags with porn and Gore, basically anything that can trigger someone. Please post that if your account starts posting that stuff It’s not you.
I also have a plan, spam the tags with cute things and if you’re easily triggered by things just stay off of Tumblr.
Things we need for this:
Spammers: spam the tags with cute things even if they have nothing to do with them. And memes…or the chumblr ship thingy
Hackers: DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT MESS WITH 4CHAN DURRING THIS. Just simply hack into the victim’s account, delete all of the stuff the 4chan hacker posted, change the password, give the password to the victim and leave them alone after that.
Spys: DON’T TELL THEM THAT YOU ARE FROM TUMBLR, JUST DON’T TELL THEM WHAT TUMBLR IS DOING EITHER. Simply pretend to be one of them, ask who they’re going to hack, and then warn the person who they’re planning to hack.
Safe blogs: Try to calm victims down, if things get out of hand ALERT THE AUTHORITIES, IF THEY START SENDING DEATH THREATS, FIND OUT YOUR IP SOMEHOW, OR GET YOUR ADDRESS DO NOT TRY TO SOLVE IT YOURSELF, JUST ALERT THEY AUTHORITIES.
Safe chat groups: I and a few other people will be setting up safe chat groups on different sites ((except for Tumblr)) If you want to find out where they are just message us.
Reminders: Do not try go raid them back. Change your password regularly. Lurk, don’t post anything. Stay off of popular tags. Keep doing this even after July 26th, until we’re sure that it’s safe. Close Anon and submissions. Only accept messages from people your follow. DON’T PROVOKE THEM IN ANY WAY. DON’T POST ANY SELFIES. AND PLEASE REBLOG THIS
((dafuq? really?))
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Oh shit, yeah this needs to be said
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“Melanie?” Regina asked as she woke and saw her daughter going through her vanity drawers. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Melanie looked up and sighed deeply. “I was just going to borrow your key. For the car and then take it to the cemetery.” She said quickly.
Regina sighed as all her anger dissipated with that one sentence. She sat up in her bed and brushed her hair back from her face. “Come here,” she said softly and patted the bed next to her.
“What?” She asked and looked at her, before slowly approaching the bed and gave her a gentle smile.