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Continued from X with @stillalostgirl

Emma groaned as she pulled herself up just enough to swat Zelena on the shoulder. “I got her yesterday,” she protested sleepily as their daughter’s wails filled the house. “Your turn.” She was glad that Luna slept through most of the night but she was really, really looking forward to the days where she’d sleep in till nine or ten on Saturdays.

“Go get her before she wakes up the other baby and then we have two hungry children to deal with,” she said as she pushed Zelena towards the edge of the bed, eyes still firmly shut.

Zelena practically growled as Emma pushed her towards the edge of the bed. “damn morning hater.” She grumbled, pushing the covers off, and just for spite, she flung them off Emma too. Served her right, be cold, she thought to herself. She made her way next door to the nursery to find Luna, arms flung out in the middle of a tantrum, wailing, but from Mabel was still fast asleep, thumb in mouth. although baring no biological relation to the toddler, she definitely took after Emma in the sleep department. “come on little troublemaker, someone needs a change and breakfast.” She picked up the child, and placed a series of kisses on her tear stained, red cheeks, which seemed to calm her some but once she’d changed her diaper she definitely

Walking past the master bedroom once again, Zelena was slightly annoyed that the blonde was snoring yet again, so with a flick of her wrist, the duvet disappeared completely and the alarm clock blared. “i’ll put your morning coffee on dear.” She sing songed, she may not be wicked anymore, but she hadn’t lost her mysterious streak.

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attempting to clean up this blog and get everything neat and tidy, and do a new theme is taking forever *sobs*

edit; off to bed. gonna get a start on things early in the morning. night guys!

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confession; i’ve barely watched this season so like i’m prob gonna be CD till i catch up.

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guess who’s making a comeback? This girl...

[gingermills]

1/100 gifsets of zelena

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Hi guys, I’m in the process of bringing Zelena back properly, I miss my bby so much. But i really wanna get her a new theme up and working before i have her back full time so hopefully she’ll be back from hiatus in a couple of days, fingers crossed. I’ll reblog some memes, so feel free to send me stuff, and let me know if i owe you anything x

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i need more exes plots. give me exes that haven’t spoken in years and run into each other at a mutual friends wedding. give me exes that still see each other too much and can’t give up on what they had but know they’re not good for each other. give me exes where one moved away without a word and then returned to their hometown expecting everything to go back to how it was. give me exes where one never told the other they were pregnant and the other has tried to moved on in everything they’ve done but haven’t been able to. give me exes that are still pretending to be together for the sake of their reputations or families. give me exes that hate each others guts and can’t be in the same room without yelling at one another but there’s still so much love there. give me exes that still live together because neither can afford to move out. give me exes that were high school sweethearts and one went places while the other ended up dancing for cash. JUST PLEASE GIVE ME EXES!!!

[ofdarkmagic-a-blog]

so if you didn’t gather from the title today is my 20th birthday!! whoooooo!! i honestly can’t believe this is here upon me like its so unreal that i am this old now. anyways here is a little list i have literally just thrown together to say thanks to some very special people whom i adore! i am very close to a new milestone ( like 2 away ) & so i will probably do another bias for that when that happens. but for now thanks too a few special people for being so amazing! ( through talking to me/ interacting with me or simply just being you!! )~ i love you all <333 - cally 

@devilishlyhxndsome & @princesircastic & @ncverwins & @theprincessladyswan & @chippedbravery & @xcaptain-jonesx & @saviorheart & @ccntkill & @fractiliis & @honorablepirate & @honorablesacrifice & @mistressmxleficent & @captaindashingrapscallion & @viinter & @surrexitpetalis & @rubiedheart & @crumblingdisguise & @iiuvencus & @guylinr & @ashbcrn & @thecursedson & @ofportaljumping & @crownedjust & @bestfitted & @rebelgeneralleia & @homeisthestars & @ofwickeddecay & @alwaysfxndyou & @thegreatestevil & @trybelievingx

thank you guys for all being so amazing <333 

[rubiedheart]

     As she stood on the porch, waiting for the woman in question to answer the door. She couldn’t help but be incredibly nervous, on so many levels, She hadn’t heard much about her aunt, but what if she didn’t like her? She would feel like she was back in the orphanage where basically everyone would hate her, only because she still held onto the hopes and dreams many of them had let go when they were younger, the one dream that they WOULD be saved and taken in by a family that loved them, it was something she needed.

      Evie’s hand went to her throat where her pendant was hanging around her neck, the same pendant her mother had given to her when was only just a baby, something that really did mean a lot to her. Her hand dropped from her neck as she looked up as the door was opened. Hearing the woman ask if she could help her with something, Evie’s tongue slid out to lick her lips before speaking “Uhm… hi. I’m Evelyn Mills, or rather Evie for short, my mother’s the only one who calls me that — but anyways I’m your niece. Hi, pleasure to meet you.”

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The resemblence was uncanny. Taking in the girl she could see the genetic aspects she’s inherited from the Mills family. The eyes, the lips, the mannerisms. She didn’t need to say her name for Zelena to recognise the familial connection. “Dear Evie. I wondered when I’d have the pleasure to meet you. Unfortunately I’m bound to my house or I would have insisted on it happening sooner.” Regina would have never gone for it, not with how she’d acted towards Henry, and Neal (not that either would have come to actual harm but of course no one would believe that; children were off bounds even for Zelena). “You’re welcome to come in dear, it’s chilly out here.” she opened the door further so Evie could make her way through if she so wished to. 

      Zelena wondered just what exactly her niece knew of her. Wondered what tall tales her sister had spun to make her seem like the worst of the family. It was only because it had been Robin that Regina even cared. The circumstances were less than ideal but a child was a child no matter where it came from for the redhead. She waited to see if the girl dared enter her prison.

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100 days of Emma Swan ✿ Day 15

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Random but;

ALL ASK MEMES CAN BE TURNED INTO THREADS IF YOU WANT <3<3<3

Pass it on x

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Continued from X with @stillalostgirl

Zelena didn’t say anything; she knew everything she could say wouldn’t be enough to calm the crashing waves of panic in Emma’s head so trying was pointless. What they both needed was actions, proof that they had each other backs. It would be easy for Zelena to leave, but she wasn’t going to, she wanted Emma and the same was clearly true for Emma if the baby was anything to go by. But again, it was another unplanned pregnancy and Zelena could understand the panic. She partially wished Neal had survived just so she could kill him again as she studied Emma’s face.

Emma’s rambling was a good thing though, more like the usual blonde’s behaviour patterns; she never did shut up much and it was probably the first time Zelena was thankful for her over talking. “We’ll be fine. We have enough magic and money between us to handle another child, besides Henry isn’t here full time. We do need to be careful until i have some idea of how this happened though, two babies is quite enough, we don’t want to add anymore to that list yet.” The intention of her words trying to show Emma that she was happy, the child was an accident but a wanted one nonetheless. Due to her own upbringing, Zelena wanted a bunch of children, maybe three or four eventually, she’d hated being an only child and she had a feeling Emma understood that more than most.

[stillalostgirl]

Second Chances

[stillalostgirl]

Emma didn’t know what to do; everything was too grey and, no matter how hard she tried, she could figure out no clear cut solution. But she knew one thing: Zelena didn’t deserve to be locked up only to have her child ripped from her arms. Emma wasn’t going to let that happen, not when the child wouldn’t be loved by those who would take it. 

She didn’t want to be the one to think through this difficult situation but who else could do this? Who else could be objective enough to make a decent choice? She only wished that it hadn’t been so reminiscent of her own pregnancy–seeing Zelena like this was hard. Emma had been like that, once. Alone, scared, locked up… 

She spent the day trying to find a better solution but there really was none. Zelena could not be trusted with magic. But, Zelena was also vulnerable without magic. What was to stop someone from attacking her? How would she keep herself safe? But, on the other hand, how would the town keep itself safe from Zelena? 

By the time Emma returned to Zelena’s home, she was exhausted and even more reluctant about her decision than she had been earlier. The only good future for this child was with Zelena and yet… Emma wasn’t sure how to make Zelena’s future good without putting the town in trouble. She needed to talk to Zelena, though. They had to negotiate terms before Emma could even think about bringing this up to Regina or her parents. 

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Zelena spent the day moving some of her smaller plants from the attic, which she’d been using as an indoor greenhouse, out into the part of the garden she could reach. now that she had more space, it would be much better for them to be outside rather than cooped indoors plus Zelena wanted to turn the rather large room into two new bedrooms, one for her and one for her daughter. She worked for the better part of the evening. carrying, replanting with care but once the smaller ones were done she knew she’d have to wait because it was unsafe to carry the larger ones on her own. If only she had her magic, it would have been a piece of cake but no, she wasn’t allowed. 

Zelena made herself a small dinner; scrambled eggs and toast, knowing she’d be able to keep it down with no protests from the child, and settled in to watch some random tv show. They all seemed the same to the redhead but apparently Storybrooke didn’t have cable like back in New York so she had to make do. She checked the clock, knowing Emma would be back soon and she could already feel the headache coming on. Just at that she heard the familiar clatter of the bug outside, who knew it, the saviour could be on time! She didn’t bother to get up though, when she heard the creak of the wooden porch under Emma’s boots, she simply shouted, “it’s unlocked, i’m eating, come in.”

[j5h]

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❛ you look at it, i’m too nervous. ❜

@stillalostgirl | meme; x | status; accepting

Zelena was anxious too. It wasn’t as if their situation was normal; there was barely anything written about it in the Grimoire’s of old. More a superstition than anything but all of the symptoms fit and they were both powerful witches in there own right; it was in essence, the only explanation. “Oh alright.” she picked up the stick and the instructions; reading them through 4 times before she finally acknowledged the stick. She took a deep breath and glanced at Emma who was clearly not coping as well before she checked the display, “Well dear, it seems as though we should get ready for more dirty diapers.” wow, cryptic Zelena, she internally rolled her eyes at her own issues. She waited to see how Emma reacted before she allowed herself to do so.

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Maybe she should have just looked. Zelena was taking too long and Emma’s nerves were fraying. How had this happened? Well, she knew how but… did this mean she could never have sex with Zelena without risking pregnancy? Was she the only one who could get pregnant? What if Zelena got pregnant again? Robyn was still so little and, god, what if they both got pregnant and there were three children and how would they pay for college? Diapers? Formula? 

She covered her face with the hand that hadn’t touched the stick and tried to calm down. Maybe this was just because she’d stopped bothering with birth control because why should she when the only person she was sleeping with had anatomy that didn’t run a risk of pregnancy? 

More diapers. A baby. Emma was pregnant. Again. 

Panic was the first emotion to hit her. How would she do this? She only ever met Henry when he was old enough to drag his ass to Boston to track her down. He was never helpless and small. How would she deal with this new baby? Or, worse, what if Henry resented her for this other baby? What if he felt like she was replacing him? What if he thought she loved the baby more than she loved him? 

What if she did love the baby more than she loved him? 

What if she didn’t love the baby at all? What if she couldn’t even look at it the same way she couldn’t look at Henry? 

“Oh, god,” she managed, her hand hesitantly moving to cover her stomach. “A baby.” She had already known that she was pregnant but, before the test, there was that tiny spark of hope that she was just sick. “We’re… a baby.” She had to process this properly. She let herself fall backwards on the mattress and stared up at the ceiling. “I guess it’s good we didn’t have a chance to get rid of the old baby clothes, right?” she asked, trying to joke even though she was terrified of what might come of this. 

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The information was anecdotal at best, more of a myth an old wive’s tale than anything. Zelena had only even heard of such a phenomena due to her extreme curiousity where magic was concerned; any edge she could have had on Regina had lead her to some crazy places in her research. But still, she’d found no proof that a child had been conceived and born from magic between two women. Maybe someone was playing a cruel trick on the pair of them. She wouldn’t put it past Rumplestiltskin. 

   Something inexpiable in the back of her mind told her that it was real though, it wasn’t a prank or a potion designed to mess with her or the saviour. They were having a child, one together, one born from real emotions and true lo- it still seemed crazy for her to even think of those two words but wasn’t a child proof? She doubted that would help the freak out she could see happening behind Emma’s glassy expression so she kept the thought to herself. “A baby. Another girl. Henry’s going to be outnumbered now.” 

Henry was getting older, he’d be off to college in no time but Mabel, she wasn’t even a year old yet. They’d need somewhere bigger, that was for sure. “I would say something comforting but i hate to admit i know little more than you on the subject dear. But i’ll start researching. If you could convince Belle to allow me back into the library after last time, I can start soon.” She placed her hand on Emma’s shoulder, unsure if the blonde would feel trapped if she attempted to hug her but wanting to give some contact; their previous pregnancies hadn’t exactly been good experiences, especially Emma’s. “I’m not going anywhere.” she said, strongly but gentle.

[themillslife]

♚you make me feel ♚

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themillslife;

♚ @ncverwins

Regina arched an eyebrow. Was this woman making fun of her? People were afraid of her and were never interested in who she actually was. “Maybe we could.” She shot before she could even process the idea. But now that the cat was out off the bag… “I will be here the same time tomorrow.” Even though being seen in public with this woman… It wasn’t what she had in mind but it was neutral ground. 

“See ya same tomorrow then Madam Mayor, I should get off, It wouldn’t look good if i was late to work would it now?”  She chuckled, finishing off her food before she stood, straightening her clothes; she couldn’t appear messy even if the mess was imaginery, she looked pristine. “Bye Regina,” she smiled, purposefully to through her off kilter a little before she made her way over to the bar, “a coffee to go please Ruby dear,” 

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*kisses your neck when the liquid lipstick is still wet so everyone #knows*