#charmingprincejames

[herroyaldarkness]

3 ships: Mad Queen, Evil Charming, Hooked Queen.

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(mad queen wins tho sry boys)

// y e s

[herroyaldarkness]

Different

Different: Three members of the opposite sex I find attractive 

Must I?

// What's the problem now?

I find this trivial.

// Too bad. 

Very well then.

 I suppose there is a certain allure to Charming, if once can overlook his complete idiocy. So long as he isn't talking he looks well enough.

While I prefer a man cleaner and more fashionable, I will not deny that the Captain is alluring in his own way. There really is something about a man with only one hand that empowers a woman.

Strictly speaking in aesthetics I must give Jefferson his proper credit. He takes good care of himself. I suppose it is because he has nothing else to do with his time.

[glasscoffingavemepause-blog]

Friendly Poke

{This is because I love writing with your guys and I don't want to see our thread forgotten:

katnisscatchfire

meetthefaeking

wonderlandsfinest

charmingprincejames

danielstablerstableboy

break-it-emma

charmerattack

{If there are any threads that I've missed/forgotten and you'd like to continue PLEASE drop me an ask or a fanmail with a link. I'll add you to my drafts and hit you back.}

[evilsnotborn]

charmingprincejames started following you

"Hello." Rapunzel glanced up a bit shy.

[herroyaldarkness]

// Today got my fire back, tomorrow will be about getting to my neglected drafts.

Graham.

Charming.

Hook.

You guys are not forgotten <3

Sleep beckons me now, though.  Goodnight everyone xx

[askemmaswan]

@charmingprincejames - you don't know what I was before Storybrooke

It was almost time for Henry and Mary to go to school; the kid and David were eating at the table, chatting, and Emma went to pour herself some coffee, still yawning, while Mary was walking in to take her jacket. "... and her dad is a fireman... My dad was a fireman too, you know?" She almost chocked on her coffee and became to couch, leaning on the counter and turning her head to look at Mary Margaret, who had frozen while putting the jacket on. They exchanged a look of horror. "Emma says he was a hero, right, Emma?" Henry asked innocently, leaning to grab his glass of orange juice. "Who? Oh, yes, yes he really was." She didn't even know how she managed to pull a convincing tone there, but Mary Margaret saved the day. "I think we don't have time to start a conversation, Henry, we need to go to school!" "We have ten minu-" "I have to get to Granny's first. Speak to Ruby," Mary continued, her 'first' a little hight-pitched as she went to grab Henry's jacket. "Here, let me help you." Emma took a glass of water, trying to fix the damage left from the coffee that had tried to choke her and waved at them, trying to clear her throat. When the two were gone, she walked to the table, unable to look at David - she wouldn't have been able to look at anyone in that moment - and took a muffin. "So, is it true you are teaching Henry sword-fight?" she asked absently. 

[herroyaldarkness]

Don't Lose Sight of Who You Are @Charming Idiot

Regina had not been able to shake a chill since she confronted her mother. She felt ill, constantly nauseated and dizzy. Everything was falling apart. She couldn't even are about her name being cleared. No one understood the threat Cora posed like she did. No one would believe her even now, she knew. She wanted to protect Henry. She wanted to take him and leave, but where would she go? And beyond that they would never let her near him alone.

Even now. Even after all she had done, they still didn't trust her. She supposed there was some logic to it, but anyone who legitimately thought she could ever hurt Henry was more than misguided, they were utter fools.

She loved him more than she loved anything, and she would do whatever was necessary to protect him from her mother. Her mother whom despite her best claims did not fool Regina for a moment. She would never trust her mother, even if she would always love her.

With tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes, Regina found herself on the couch in front of her fireplace, thumbing through the book of spells. She knew what she said and what she had promised, but magic could only be fought with magic. She had to be ready for whatever her mother could throw at her.

She was not however, expecting her doorbell to ring. Looking up with a light frown, Regina closed the book and stood slowly, dabbing at her flushed cheeks with the sleeve of her usually casual jacket, she opened the door and looked utterly confused.

"Charming?"

What could he possibly want from her?

[herroyaldarkness]

// I just read a really really really good fic, and now I am swimming in the miseries of shipping a doomed ship. WHY.