#storysbegin

[crownedbandit]

@storysbegin gets a neverland angst thing

she couldn’t believe david had done this, she had tried to avoid him all day. offering to hunt or get some firewood, doing the little things to avoid him and the camp in general. she some space so she could wrap her head around what had been revealed at the cave. she was utterly confused at her husbands confession and her heart was open like a flesh wound. her thoughts were jumbling trying to make sense out of anything and everything, analyzing every interaction. the rock in her chest that had told her that something was wrong hadn’t settled, it had more or less grown in size. she didn’t know if the tears that were building in her eyes were out of frustration that he didn’t trust her enough or hurt. she returned to camp putting the firewood down, before shrugging off any attempt of explanations with a snarling.  “ not now. ”  before marching away again. 

[paleimitation-blog1]

@storysbegin

“I think your guyliner’s smudged. Wanna borrow my mirror?”

[repelswolves]

@storysbegin s.c.

       “david, hey! look at me.” voice rumbles to a growl as ruby grabs david by the shoulders, hoping to coax him back from whatever precipice his mind has nearly convinced itself to jump off into. “you can’t do this now, okay? snow and emma -- they’ll find a way back before you know it. you always find each other in the end, remember? it’s kind of your thing.” she points out, smile dripping bittersweet. ruby would know, after all; she’s been there through every single time. “and if they don’t, we’ll find them together. but right now? this town needs you. i need you. we can’t lose you, too.”

[herocsandvillains-blog]

continued for @storysbegin

         ❛ now i don’t know  if it means anything coming from a thief… ❜  he steps forward, wants to place a comforting hand on her shoulder but decides against it, instead just leaning it against the wall next to them.  ❛ but from what i’ve seen regina, you’re more than what you used to be.  since you came here, all you’ve done is try to help.  and in my books that makes you a good person, not the evil queen.  and if that’s all people want to see instead of giving a second chance ?  well, that’s their loss. ❜

          why was it that he knew about the person she had been, that she still kept being pretty rude to him despite him just trying and wanting to help them, and yet he still seemed to see good in her? it wasn’t something that she was used to, wasn’t something that she knew how to handle, and she usually only got these sorts of speeches from snow which only served to irritate her more.  “ why do you care so much about all of this? ... about me? ”

[chooseboth-blog]

@storysbegin + cont.

     “Hey, hey...” Ruby doesn’t hesitate to tuck the bottle of vodka under one arm, freeing her other hand to rise, gently cupping Belle’s cheek as she thumbs away any tears the librarian may have missed. “Don’t say that. Wanting to see the best in people... That’s who you are.” It’s part of why Ruby’s still standing here now, why she didn’t run headlong into a mob and end it all when she had the chance. No matter how much she’s always thought that Belle deserves better than the Dark One, it’s her choice -- and the fact that she can see good in even the darkest of places is not a trait Ruby will ever be able to fault her for. “It’s not your fault he took advantage of that. His mistakes aren’t on you, Belle.”

[crownedbandit]

@storysbegin continued from x.

mary margaret tried to stop the tears that were filling her eyes from escaping, but it was in vain.  “ maybe ------ maybe it’ll work this time? ”  she didn’t know what would be more heartbreaking, having this conversation again or actually managing to stay away from each other. never seeing david again was cruel but he was married and the situation wasn’t fair for anyone.  “ maybe the feelings will disappear over time. ”  she doubted it but still her heart ached at the thought.

[theytold]

“I’m worried about you.” david to emma from storysbegin

protective starters. || accepting

     “I appreciate it, da – David. Really.” It’s… still surreal, really. Looking at the man who had been nothing but a comatose stranger but a couple short weeks ago, and seeing the father she’d always longed for standing in his place. Unfortunately, it’ll take more than just a bit of time for the thick skin Emma’s grown to reconcile with the warmth of being worried for, fussed over. Of being so wholeheartedly wanted. “But I took care of myself just fine before all of this; I can do it again.”

[theytold]

“You could have been hurt.” regina to henry from storysbegin

protective starters. || accepting 

      “Maybe, Mom, but I’m fine! See?” The gravity of what Henry’s done goes straight over his head as he shrugs off his backpack and shoes, dropping them both by the door before bolting inside. “And I was with Ma, anyway. She wouldn’t let anything happen to me!”