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Money can buy love: Grayson matriarch and Valentines boy toy, front page headlines read across one section—above the fold—and she could vomit just looking at it.

When she’d claimed to be happy never to see her name in print again, Victoria meant it. Wholeheartedly. And she tosses the paper straight for the bin. But to rid herself of such trash that easy would be…just that, the brunette supposes, once said ‘boy toy’ intervenes and catches the Times piece in one fell swoop of his hand.

"I thought I looked rather dashing," smiles Aiden, smugly, gazing at the ink-dotted photograph of them caught through a zoom lens lip-locked and holding hands.

"Revolting, is what it is." Victoria grumbles under her breath before raising her voice a bit. "I ought to have whoever wrote that heinous monstrous—"

"And do what, Victoria? Have the man blackballed for simply doing his job?" he softly chastises, "It’s gutter-gossip fit for the tabloids out to make a quick buck off your borrowed, highly reputable name.”

"And besides," he goes on to say, "I’ve always wanted to be your boy toy."

"What happened?" inquired Carl, wiping his hands with a dishtowel before throwing it over his shoulder. The laughter of Jack and Amanda filtering through the swinging door of the Stowaway with each incomer and the reverse.
"Victoria and I went dancing." David volunteered humbly, sensitively, when his lover avoided the question by ordering a drink rather than succumb to vulnerability. "She was sure she could out-dirty dance me even though I am better in class. So we went to a club. I got up first and I was pretty good, and then Victoria got up…"
"And she was bad?" The bartender followed his friend’s line of sight toward the brunette next to him, a worried smirk tugging at one corner of his mouth, then back again, tossing a couple coasters in front on the counter before setting down a glass of brandy and a longneck beer. "Vic here couldn’t get the hang of dirty dancing, but you could?"
Huffing, said woman twists on the barstool and gives each man a glare. “Now do you see why I’m so embarrassed? Can you imagine a dance with moves just like making love and I can’t do it?”
"You tried," David coos, wrapping his free arm around her and pulling her close, dropping a kiss on her cheek.

"What happened?" inquired Carl, wiping his hands with a dishtowel before throwing it over his shoulder. The laughter of Jack and Amanda filtering through the swinging door of the Stowaway with each incomer and the reverse.

"Victoria and I went dancing." David volunteered humbly, sensitively, when his lover avoided the question by ordering a drink rather than succumb to vulnerability. "She was sure she could out-dirty dance me even though I am better in class. So we went to a club. I got up first and I was pretty good, and then Victoria got up…"

"And she was bad?" The bartender followed his friend’s line of sight toward the brunette next to him, a worried smirk tugging at one corner of his mouth, then back again, tossing a couple coasters in front on the counter before setting down a glass of brandy and a longneck beer. "Vic here couldn’t get the hang of dirty dancing, but you could?"

Huffing, said woman twists on the barstool and gives each man a glare. “Now do you see why I’m so embarrassed? Can you imagine a dance with moves just like making love and I can’t do it?”

"You tried," David coos, wrapping his free arm around her and pulling her close, dropping a kiss on her cheek.

"Why didn’t you marry her?" The blonde’s spine leans against the armrest of one the few available chairs, one leg folded beneath her as the other dangles from the seat, in this overflowing petty excuse for a hospital. It’s got more of a third-world clinic vibe, but luckily they were able to grab a set near the waiting room’s lone window.
There’s a long pause before he speaks, taking a few moments to mull over Emily’s next question—not a unreasonable one, all told—and heaves a sigh of reprieve, watching her pick at a tear of loose threading upon the backrest. “I asked her to, but she knew I really didn’t want to.”
"You didn’t?" she asks without looking up at him, though her brow angles down in concern and confusion mixed with perhaps a percentage of genuine curiosity.
"See," Aiden adjusts his stance upon the windowsill, uncrossing and crossing his arms over his chest, "I’d gotten a lead on Colleen’s whereabouts, where I would later meet you. That’s what I have on my mind when she tells me she’s pregnant."
"Well," he breaths again, to calm himself and to lower his voice. "I didn’t even think about being a husband. Never mind being uh…" He casts a weary glance at the little girl plugged to machines on the opposite side of the hall, has been off and on for the majority of her short life. "Being a father." Aiden wants to take her away from this, give what his daughter’s worn-out little body has had to fight only to live without—proper healthcare, a father, and now a mother too.
Emily proffers her hand for him to take. He grabs it and doesn’t let go.

"Why didn’t you marry her?" The blonde’s spine leans against the armrest of one the few available chairs, one leg folded beneath her as the other dangles from the seat, in this overflowing petty excuse for a hospital. It’s got more of a third-world clinic vibe, but luckily they were able to grab a set near the waiting room’s lone window.

There’s a long pause before he speaks, taking a few moments to mull over Emily’s next question—not a unreasonable one, all told—and heaves a sigh of reprieve, watching her pick at a tear of loose threading upon the backrest. “I asked her to, but she knew I really didn’t want to.”

"You didn’t?" she asks without looking up at him, though her brow angles down in concern and confusion mixed with perhaps a percentage of genuine curiosity.

"See," Aiden adjusts his stance upon the windowsill, uncrossing and crossing his arms over his chest, "I’d gotten a lead on Colleen’s whereabouts, where I would later meet you. That’s what I have on my mind when she tells me she’s pregnant."

"Well," he breaths again, to calm himself and to lower his voice. "I didn’t even think about being a husband. Never mind being uh…" He casts a weary glance at the little girl plugged to machines on the opposite side of the hall, has been off and on for the majority of her short life. "Being a father." Aiden wants to take her away from this, give what his daughter’s worn-out little body has had to fight only to live without—proper healthcare, a father, and now a mother too.

Emily proffers her hand for him to take. He grabs it and doesn’t let go.

AU - Regina is successful in putting herself under her sleeping curse after returning to The Enchanted Forest. She finds her way into the burning room only to discover that she’s not as alone as she thought she’d be under this curse. Henry, who’s memories of this place are now gone (along with his memories of her) is there with her, and is now reliving all of his fears of this “new nightmare”. But just like the first time, Regina intends to protect Henry and keep him safe anyway she can.

Every night he returns to the room and every night she’s there waiting for him. She tells him stories, bedtime stories that he reminds her he’s far too old for (though he listens and loves every one) of better places. Of a Queen and a Little Prince and the adventures they shared and the “Happily Ever Afters” they had.

They spend a year like this, keeping each other company and getting to know one another, until the day when he finally finds her.

Happy Belated, dear. Sorry I haven't been on much these last few days and I missed it.


Thank you, darling, and it’s totally fine! It actually snuck up on me (:

Lana Parrilla in Regard Magazine [Part 2/2].

Lana Parrilla in Regard Magazine [Part 1/2].

Happy Birthday, April!!! :D i hope you have a wonderful day!!! Xoxo


Aw, thank you!

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Quinta da Aveleda, Portugal. From Alicornio and Karl Gercens.

OUAT Prompt?

AU: Snow White and Regina were able to reunite as a family before the first curse was cast, thus Emma being raised in the Enchanted Forest.

However, the princess was born with a heart defect.

Regina, believing this an opportunity to redeem herself and wanting nothing more than for the child to live, replaces the defected organ with a piece of her own on the promise that Emma will never learn of her dark history.

Flash forward several years when Emma has thrived into a young lady, yet with her so-claimed “superpower” for detecting lies and all the gumption and demeanor of a typical teenaged boy—dressing, riding, hunting, playing and the like that her parents deem improper for the assumed next in line to the throne—and still too young for romance.

Perhaps it’s their kindred spirits or the connection they share from each half of one heart, Emma and Regina are rather close in a maternal sort of way. The brunette is still stubborn and sassy as ever, having stepped down in order for her step-daughter to take over as rightful ruler, equally shared with husband David/James, and aged rather gracefully while sustaining the regal flair of her former sense of style, she stands up and covers for the blonde more often than not.

As the transformed matriarch of the family, Snow, moreso than Charming, turns to Regina for anything from advice to solace. Displays of affection are a rarity and mostly held for Emma who secretly cherishes them all, with an exception of a love interest (Hood, Hook, huntsman, or other).

It has always been known that all magic comes with a price and that price, unfortunately, comes in the form of a new darkness (Rumple, Cora, or Zelena) and interrupts the royal’s peacefully settled lives—reluctantly forcing Regina to revert back to her Evil Queen ways in order to protect the ones she’s come to hold dear.

But with only half of her heart, albeit one of the most powerful practitioners of magic there is, her energy takes a toll and has since left her drained rapidly. And just as Emma starts to show signs with the gift of magic as well, one of true love.

Self-convinced of her family’s betrayal after learning that the infamous Evil Queen of legend is real and in fact the person she trusts most, Emma pulls away and right into the waiting arms of the enemy.

Can be the princess be saved before damage is done to them or herself?

Would love for someone to take this on! Please message me if interested!

When he’s met with nothing but silence from the other side of the door, David musters up the courage to open it and sticks his head in first, mentally kicking himself for the promises he’s breaking by this simple act alone—to the church and to his bride-to-be.

Amanda, in her custom-made flower girl dress and tight curls, swings her stocking-clad legs from where she sits by the window, worrying the lace of her gloves. Daniel keeps watch in his sharp tux, a velvet box stuffed in his pocket.

"Vic—?" David whispers from behind the cracked doorway, brow angled down in concern until he takes in the brunette in her own gown and the mascara-stained tissue dabbing at her nose. "Oh Victoria, you look absolutely beautiful. But why are you crying?"

Her attention snaps away from the mirror, revealing panicked watery eyes. “I’m pregnant,” she blurts.

And it doesn’t take a second for him to reach her side and engulf her in his embrace, holding her close, planting kisses to her temple, rubbing soothing circles on her back, slightly swaying from side to side, and all the while smiling like a fool.

"Listen," Emily says after a moment of silence, casting a wayward glance round her from prying ears of yet another Grayson monstrosity, and lifts the receiver closer to her mouth. "I’m going to try and bust out of here."

"I’ve got to get back for Nolan," she goes on to explain.

Aiden hesitates, offering a low noncommittal hum before speaking, “…don’t rush back on my account.”

"I just said…it was for Nolan."

"And I just meant, maybe you ought to try to stay and fix this thing with your sister for once and for all."

"Why are you so worried about this?" The blonde’s beginning to get really annoyed and if by the expression on the waiter’s face who’s shying away is any indication, it might be best to get herself in check should anyone more analytical passes by.

Or worse—Victoria.

"You’re right, I’m sorry." he sighs, taking a proverbial step back. "You sound as if you have things under control and I didn’t mean to step on your toes. But at least leave on a good note rather than slipping out the back."

She heaves a heavy breath of her own and seeks Charlotte out with her eyes, spotting her with the rest of New York’s socialites ready to blow out candles. “Thank you,”

"What for?"

"For doing what you did just now. For doing what you always do—saving me from myself."

She can hear the grin on his face, “I’ll be upstairs.”

5 Sentence Fics!

Hey guys, heads up, I’m going to be filling out prompts all day tomorrow!
Some of you have been messaging me about them and I want to reassure that I haven’t forgotten nor am I quitting, I simply haven’t had a lot of free time lately.
For those of you who’ve sent me a prompt but have yet to see it posted, fear not! I still have a whole bunch left in my inbox and I don’t delete them until they’re filled. Plus, on a side note, I don’t exactly go in order. If inspiration doesn’t strike right away, I move on and come back later.
If you’re just joining us, all ships apply and anonymous prompts are accepted. However, user prompts tend to be written faster.
All past posts can be found on the “5 sentence fics” link at my navigation on my page, so go check them out if you haven’t already. You may find a new OTP (:
Keep your eyes peeled and your mouse ready!