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Emma Swan de-aged fic

Set in a season 4A AU/ end of 3B. The time portal has some adverse reactions on Emma after she managed to get home to her family. Now that Emma has finally accepted her parents entirely how will both she and her parents deal when Emma gets turned into a 5 year old?

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Emma looked around her room which was now mostly free from the mess which had been littered around since before her brother was born. Although she and Henry had technically moved back into the loft once Henry had regained his memories it was only now, that she had come back from the past, that she was unpacking the stuff they had brought with them: after all, up until the day before, she hadn't been planning on sticking around.

She fell onto the bed and pulled her laptop over to her and opened up her email account so she could finish emailing someone who was sending her and Henry's stuff to Storybrooke, there wasn't much she needed, mainly just personal things. Content of when they would arrive Emma shut the laptop, before she had completely infuriated Regina by bringing Robin's ex-wife back to life and the present Regina had told her how to have things sent so that they were sent into the town, it was the same way the town got many of its supplies.

Emma massaged her sinuses as she thought about the whole situation with Regina, she winced as pain shot through her face, she had been feeling ill since she had been in the Enchanted Forest however she was sure it was just a side effect from Back to the Future-ing it. She would be fine.

But this situation with Regina, that she really needed to fix, so she dragged herself off of her bed and walked around the wall to Henry's side of the room and grabbed one of his jackets. He had gone with Regina from Neal's naming ceremony the previous night, Emma had tried to follow Regina too but had been stopped by Mary Margret and David, who had insisted that it was best that she left Regina alone for a little while.

She grabbed her boots and headed down the stairs.

David heard Emma's footsteps on the steps, as he sat with Neal in his arms on the couch, Neal had fallen asleep but David couldn't quite bring himself to put him down, not quite yet. He looked over to his daughter and expected to see her finally accepting that she was ill, he had only just stopped Mary Margret from dragging Emma to the doctors when she had heard the first cough that morning, they both had to wrestle with their newly heightened parental urges and not pushing Emma too far after she had finally fully accepted them as her family.

"You finished unpacking?" He asked her with a smile, but inside he was trying not to freak out that she seemed to have grown paler in the past couple of hours, he had to hope that it was just the lighting.

"Yeah," she placed Henry's jacket on the table as she sat down and pulled her boots on, "I just have some things being sent here from New York, and then I'll be officially back." She absentmindedly scratched at the skin on her arm which had been itchy all day.

"I'm glad you're back," he stood up slowly and carefully placed Neal in the Moses-basket and covered him with a blanket, "we all are, especially your little brother."

"He tell you that, did he?" Emma laughed.

"Yeah, I speak baby, didn't you know?" He walked over to the kitchen table and saw that she was getting ready to go somewhere. "Where are you going?" he asked hesitantly part of him didn't want to hear her answer.

Emma sighed. "Henry forgot his jacket."

"Em."

"I need to sort this out." She continued to scratch her arm.

"No, Emma." David said firmly he noted her almost shocked look at his tone. "Look, kiddo, please just trust your mom and me: Regina needs space, just give it to her, and before you know it she'll be back to normal." He watched Mary Margret walk into the kitchen from their room where she had been napping he sent her a smile which was only part relief at having someone there to back him up.

"But it's my fault-" Emma tried to tell her father but she was suddenly interrupted by her mother who she hadn't even noticed.

"-No, Emma, it's not your fault. You met someone who was going to be killed and you saved them, it was the right thing to do, and it was the exact thing that we would have expected you to do." Mary Margret walked around so she could see Emma's face. "Emma, are you feeling okay?"

Emma rolled her eyes. "I'm fine." She dropped Henry's jacket back onto the table but she continued to move to the door.

"Em-"

"I'm not going to talk to Regina." She told them in a frustrated voice as she continued to move to the door. "I just need some fresh air." She forced herself not to slam the door, purely on Neal's account, she needed to sort everything out with Regina however she was sure that her parents will somehow manage to stop her: knowing them they'd have Leroy or someone keeping an eye out. She could have kicked herself when she realised that she had left without her jacket, it was way too cold to be out in a t-shirt, but there was no way she was going to go back in there it would be way too awkward.

David stood open mouthed as he stared at the door. Had they pushed her too far? Rationally he knew that she was just frustrated at the situation, and wrongly frustrated at herself, but another part of him worried that they had messed up straight after they had made everything good. "Should we- Are we going to go after her? No, wait, you should stay here with the baby and I'll go after her-"

"-David, no." Mary Margret placed her hand on her arm to stop him from going anywhere. "She's not going to Regina's."

"How to you know?"

"I can just tell, she wasn't lying, she just needs to take a few moments to clear her head." Despite her words she also looked fretfully at the door. "We'll give her an hour then if she's not back we'll go out and find her."

"Make it forty-five minutes," he told her, "I don't like how ill she's starting to look."

"Maybe she's just tired from her trip to the past." Mary Margret said hopefully, but neither parent had taken their eyes from the door, just yet. "She'll probably just sit in her car for a while."

*OUAT*

True to her word, Emma didn't go to Regina's, but nor had she picked up the keys to her car.

She walked around the town, as she did so she started to feel sicker and sicker, she practically had to fight to keep her eyes open. She hadn't been sick before she had gone, or if she had she hadn't noticed it, it was most likely due to the time travel.

Which left her with rather limited options: Regina was out as she currently hated her, Blue who would probably call her parents but she wanted to figure out what was going on with her first and she didn't want to worry them, so that left her with her last choice - Gold.

She needed to find out if she was ill from travelling, but the more she thought about it the more the memories of the past worried her, she pushed her fears of some Enchanted Forest plague from her mind but she decided to continue to walk to Gold's shop; she wanted to make sure they could handle another portal to the past should one arise, and anything which might come out of it.

*OUAT*

The forty-five minutes ticked by slowly for Mary Margret and David, they were only distracted by Neal waking up and demanding to be fed, but while that happened, David continued to pace the floor.

The clock struck six and Emma wasn't home yet.

"I'm going to look for her." David announced, he stood up and started to make his way to the door, ready to grab his jacket and pull on his shoes.

"I'm coming too." Mary Margret was already dressing Neal in his snowsuit when David looked back at her.

"Mary-"

"-David. This is the second time in twenty-four hours my daughter has gone missing but this time I am not just going to sit around and wait."

David knew that it was pointless to argue with her plus he saw where she was coming from. He nodded and passed her over her jacket while she placed Neal, who was wide awake but quiet, into his car seat. Mary Margret grabbed the keys to her station wagon and the three Charmings left the loft.

*OUAT*

Gold's shop was locked when Emma got there, but she could see a light in the back so she knew that the Dark One was there, she didn't bother to knock on the door as she was sure it would be redundant, she may have forgotten to take her car keys with her when she left the loft but she had remembered her lock picking equipment.

The bell rang when she entered the shop, as she moved towards the back of the shop she held her hands out to steady herself as she fought vertigo.

"We're closed." Gold's voice shouted through the shop, but Emma continued to walk to the back.

"Rumple." Belle scolded when she saw Emma. "Emma, are you okay? You look ill."

"What do you want Miss Swan?" Gold looked bored. "You heroes may have forgotten but I am not at your beck and call like some performing monkey."

"I need your help." Emma started to stumble but managed to stop herself despite that Belle walked over to her with a worried look on her face. "I need to know what you know about portals to the past."

"I already told you that nobody knows anything about those." He would have kicked her out already had Belle not been there.

"But you can make some assumptions." Emma guessed.

"Anyone with half a brain can make assumptions." He sighed, so much for a quiet evening in with his new wife. "You're clearly ill and I'm guessing you got ill when you were back in time to the Enchanted Forest, you clearly caught something from there. Now, I am clearly not a doctor or one of those insufferable nuns, nor one of your parents, I suggest you go bother one of them to get you well and leave me and-"

"-I'm fine." Emma interrupted. "It's just a cold and that's not what I'm here for. I want to know what you know about time portals in case one gets opened again, I barely got back here at all, if one opens again I need to be able understand it."

"Emma, are you sure? You really don't look well." Belle worried. "Do you want me to ring your parents, you really look like you should be at home."

"I'm fine, Belle." But as she spoke she lifted her hand to cover her eyes as nausea and dizziness flooded her body. She suddenly felt as though she was on fire. Perhaps she wasn't as well as she had claimed. She felt a tingling in her fingers which slowly spread.

Gold and Belle covered their eyes as a blinding light filled the room, the light came from Emma, but it wasn't the usual light which was associated with Emma's magic. There was something about this magic which was different.

*OUAT*

David and Mary Margret continued to drive around the town, the longer they drove the more their anxiety grew, but they couldn't even catch a glimpse of their daughter. They had checked at the station, Granny's, they'd asked everyone they had come across, they had even checked in with Doc and Doctor Whale in the hope that Emma had realised that she was sick and had gone to one of them.

"David, I'm getting really worried. Where is she?" Mary Margret glanced back at the backseat to make sure that Neal was still fine, he of course was, he had drifted off to sleep a short while ago.

"I'm not sure, Mary Margret," he kept his eyes on the road as he spoke to her he squinted through the darkness looking for Emma, "but we will find her."

Mary Margret opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by the ringing of her cell phone, her hands shot forward to pluck it from where it was laying on the dashboard of the station wagon. Her face changed from hope to disappointment when she saw it was Belle calling her, not Emma.

"Belle, is everything okay?"

David could hear Belle's voice over the phone. "Mary Margret, you and David need to get to Gold's, it's Emma."

"It's Emma? Belle is she okay?"

"She's… she's safe, it's a bit hard to explain over the phone, but she's okay."

Mary Margret shared a look with David to see if he had heard the conversation, judging from nod he gave her and the worried and confused look he had on his face, he had. "We'll be there in five minutes."

*OUAT*

Belle pressed the red phone icon on her cell and placed it down on the counter. She walked back over to where Emma was sat glaring at Gold.

"What the hell happened?" Emma demanded.

Gold rolled his eyes, he had already explained what he presumed had happened twice, he didn't see how stating what had happened a third time would help. He took in the child who sat before him. "Well, Miss Swan, I thought your present situation would be abundantly clear to you: the time portal must have had some adverse effects on you."

"I'VE TURNED INTO A BLOODY FIVE YEAR OLD." Emma shouted at the man. "Turn me back."

"I've already told you that I can't."

The look on Emma's face made it clear that she didn't believe him, but Belle could tell that despite her husband's track record, he was telling the truth. "Rumple, why don't you go check in the back to see if there's any clothes that would better fit Emma." She shot him a pointed look, and he left the room in search of something which he could just as easily magic up, Belle walked over and crouched beside Emma. "I just got off the phone with your parents, they're on their way, they'll probably be here any minute."

Emma's scowl changed into a look of worry. "Do they know what happened?"

Belle shook her head. "No, I thought it would be easier to explain to them when they got here."

Emma didn't want them to see her like this, bar the first few minutes of her life, they had only known her as an adult; a strong, independent, and, admittedly, a pretty kickass adult. But what was her other option? Stay in the store with Gold and Belle until Gold would change her back? And that was if he was lying about not being able to change her back, if not what would she have to turn herself back? Would she be able to?

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Something to Hold Onto by captcas

Emma Swan has always had two superpowers. First, she can always tell when you’re lying. Second, she can retreat into the magical storybook she was found with to visit her fictional friend, Killian Jones. When Emma gives the book up, she wonders if she’ll ever see Killian again. read on ao3

Phoenix, AZ; November, 2000

Pregnant?

Emma slides down the tile wall of the Shell bathroom. Usually she’d do everything in her power to avoid touching anything in a gas station restroom. Right now she can’t find it in herself to care about the amount of infectious diseases she’s being exposed to, her eyes fixed on the two pink lines that just threatened to change her entire life.

Threatened? More like promised.

She jumps when she hears a knock on the door, “Ems? You ok?”

It isn’t until she wipes the tears from her cheeks that she realizes she’s started to cry. Neal knocks again, “Ems! You good?”

Clearing her throat, she musters up the will to answer, “Yeah, uh, just a minute.”

She scrambles for her backpack, desperate for an escape she’s not entirely confident will be there.

It’s been too long.

When her fingers touch the cool leather of the mysterious book that has somehow woven its way into every important moment in her life, a sense of calm overwhelms her. She knows that avoiding her problem isn’t going to change anything, but right now, she couldn't care less. As she settles in her lap, the positive pregnancy test laying the floor in her periphery, she thinks back to the first time it allowed her to escape.

Des Moines, IA; 1989

Emma hears footsteps coming from down the hall and quickly pulls her blanket over her head. She hates the way it makes it hard to breathe but she also fears what’ll happen to her if she gets caught up past curfew again. She holds her breath as the door creaks open and doesn’t move again until the door shuts and the footsteps walk away. Coming out from under the covers, she takes a deep breath of fresh air. Once she’s sure no one else in her bunk is awake, Emma pulls the thick, leather book out from underneath her bed. This book is one of the only things her parents left her; a book, a blanket, and a name. Ever since she could read, and even before, if her foster parents were kind enough, she’s poured into these stories– escaping reality for ogres, pirates, princesses, and true love. If she didn’t know better, she’d swear the stories almost seem ever changing and expanding. She never has to choose what to read, the book opening and picking a story for her– although she finds herself partial to the updates of the young Snow White.

Tonight she opens to a brand new story titled “The Brothers Jones”. She’s never heard of this fairytale, but that’s how most of these stories start out until they twist and turn into well-known characters from movies that the other kids watch to pass time. It seems rather short, but Emma doesn’t mind, especially seeing as it’s way past her dictated bedtime. She hunkers down into her pillow and begins…

Once upon a time there were two brothers. Liam, the eldest, was outgoing and mature, helping their parents around the house and picking up odd jobs around town to help with trips to the market. Killian, on the other hand, was quiet and kind. He often found himself staying home to take care of their mother. At ten years of age he was too young to get a real job, so their father, Brennan, and Liam took care of earning money in hopes to keep their mother alive.

One night, Killian’s mother took a turn for the worse, her breathing slowing until it stopped. The family gathered around, comforting one another over the loss of Alice.

The following days seemed like a blur for the family, preparations for her funeral taking up most of their time. When the day finally came, the Jones boys were distraught. Her burial became too much for young Killian so he took off to the one place which could calm his worries, Brennan and Liam calling after him as he ran. Liam wanted to go after his younger brother but Brennan stopped him, urging him to give Killian some space.

Emma pauses for a second, shining her flashlight over the picture of the two boys which accompanies the start of the story. Her finger traces over the face of the younger one, she thinks to herself that she wishes she could meet this Killian. She glances a moment longer and turns back to the story…

Killian ends up by the docks, his legs moving on their own accord. He finds an empty slip and decides to sit on the end of the pier, crying over the loss of his mother.

Emma suddenly feels as though she’s drifting to sleep. The words seem to be floating off the page and wrapping themselves around her. When a flash of light surrounds her, Emma is sure she’s dreaming. She shuts her eyes in fear, unsure of where this dream is taking her.

Suddenly, her bare feet hit cold ground. She shivers, still too scared to open her eyes, her hands acting as a makeshift blindfold. She hears what sounds like a seagull and smells what she can only imagine is the sea. It’s a comforting quiet disrupted by the soft sound of someone crying. In a quick bout of bravery, the young girl opens one eye. Gasping, she removes her other hand from her face and her eyes grow wide. Sitting in front of her is Killian Jones, the boy from the storybook. She hesitates, but slowly walks towards him. She now knows he’s the source of the quiet sniffling and pauses, unsure she should bother him. Before she can turn around and explore more of her dreamworld, Killian looks over his shoulder and wipes his runny nose on his hand. He looks at her intently, and Emma is drawn to the deep blue of his eyes which seem to shine brighter through his tears. His eyebrows curve in confusion and he speaks, “Who are you?”

His voice is the most beautiful thing Emma has ever heard. His accent is unlike anything she’s heard before, but it’s melodic and reminds her of her favorite song. She hesitates to respond, but somehow feels comforted by his presence. “I’m… I’m Emma. Are you… Killian?”

His eyebrows shoot to his hairline but he gives her a soft smile, “Yes, miss. I’m sorry I don’t recognize you, I’ve never seen you here before.” He scratches behind his ear as she struggles to explain where she came from.

She’s sure she can say anything, she’ll wake up in the morning and Killian Jones will remain the figment of imagination he is, so she’s honest. “Oh! I’m not from here. I’m from Iowa! Well, at least I’m from Iowa right now…”

“Iowa?” Killian questions her once again. “I’ve never heard of such a place. I don’t get to travel much. Is it close to here?”

Emma decides to sit down next to him, both of their legs swinging over the dark water. “I think I’m pretty far from home. One minute I was reading in my bed and the next I was standing behind you.” Emma flinches at her own honesty but reminds herself it can do no harm. She’s finding peace in this dreamworld, she almost feels as though she has a friend.

“Well, Emma, I don’t know how you’re here but I’m afraid you’ve caught me at a bad moment.” He hangs his head, fiddling with a hangnail on his left hand.

“Your mother…” Emma says it in barely a whisper but Killian hears it all the same. She clasps her hands over her mouth.

“How did you––” He looks afraid of her and she hates it.

“Killian, I––,” She reminds herself again he’s just a dream, “The book I was reading… you were–– are a character in it. That’s how I knew your name, and about your mom. I also know about your brother, Li––”

“Killian? Is that you? Killian!” Emma is cut off by who she can only assume is Liam looking for his little brother. She scoots a bit away from him and hides her face in embarrassment while he turns to talk to his brother. Confusion was etched across Killian’s face before they were interrupted.

“Aye, Liam. It’s me. I’m sorry for running, it’s just… mother… she––” Killian is practically toppled over by a hug from Liam.

“I understand, Killian.” Liam looks as though he’s been crying but smiles and rubs his brother’s head. “I’m just glad you’re safe.” It’s then that he notices Emma. “Brother, who is this?”

Killian’s neck heats up with blush and Emma has to suppress a giggle. “Liam, this is Emma of Iowa.”

Emma chuckles loudly this time and Liam looks a bit confused but brushes it off quickly, “Ah, hello Emma. I hope my little brother hasn’t burdened you with our troubles too much. Where is your family?”

Killian mumbles something that sounds like “younger brother” and Liam smirks slightly. She supposes it’s something between siblings and ignores the ache for a family that lives deep in her soul. Emma snaps out of her melancholy to answer, “Oh, um, they’re at home.” She shoots a look at Killian, urging him to help her keep her secret. She once again is warring with the part of her brain which says none of this is real but shoves it down in light of Liam’s stare. “I should be going.”

Killian looks like he’s about to say something when Liam speaks, “Ah, yes, well we should be getting back to our parents as well.” Liam’s voice cracks at the word parents, but he continues his strong facade in front of his brother. “Ready, Killian?”

“Aye, I’m right behind you, brother.” Liam hesitates but turns away to leave Emma and Killian to say goodbye.

Emma speaks first, “I’m so sorry about your mother, Killian.” She looks down at her hands, she’s never had parents, but she can imagine watching one die is not easy.

“It’s ok, Emma. Liam and I will manage.” Emma can tell he’s being brave for her but she lets him continue. “You go home now, I’m sure your parents are worried.”

“I don’t have parents, I’m an orphan.” It bursts out of her before she can stop herself, her innate need to be honest with Killian taking over. She’s scowling now, ready to spit back any pity he throws her way, but when she looks up, all she sees is understanding. He nods at her.

“Will I see you again, Emma? Friends are all too rare in my life.” She smiles softly, happy to have made a friend herself.

“I hope so, Killian.” They smile at one another and she hears Liam call him from a distance. Killian nods once more and runs to his brother, glancing back over his shoulder one last time. Emma smiles, and watches him fade from sight.

As quickly as Emma landed in this world, she is back in her bed. The book sits open on her side table. She grabs it, hoping to see more of Killian’s story to add fuel for the rest of the night’s dreams. Emma is shocked at what she sees. Side by side are the text of her encounter with Killian, and a perfect sketch of the two of them sitting on the edge of the pier. Emma expects to be scared, but instead she’s comforted by the drawing of her and her new friend. She closes her book, and places it in it’s hiding spot, easily drifting off to sleep with memories of ocean air and the sound of Killian’s voice.

Phoenix, AZ; November, 2000

She hasn’t visited him since Ingrid— it’s not fair that she uses him like this, but she needs him.

And he promised. They promised.

With a deep breath, she opens the book and thinks of her friend as the warm light surrounds her and takes her away...

Sea air fills her lungs as she finds her footing– the breeze a sure sign she’s landed wherever Killian finds himself these days. She orients herself by finding the water and spots a ship coming into land– Emma would know that ship anywhere. While she can tell it’s the Jewel, the vessel’s usually regal presence seems tarnished somehow. As it nears the shoreline, she sees Killian at the helm. A smile spreads across her face before she can stop it– he always looked so at home on the water. As he nears the beach, Emma senses something different about her old friend. He’s older, each of them learning long ago moves differently in their separate worlds– almost as they need it to rather than on any set timeline– but she can’t shake the feeling there’s more to it than age.

Killian directs the crew effortlessly, not a single soul arguing with him. The ship hits land and Killian gazes over the side long enough for Emma to notice the heavy space beside him. Something’s missing– someone’s missing. It dawns on her as the ramp hits the sand… Liam.

Killian walks off the ship with a swagger she doesn’t recognize– a false confidence she’s positive only she would recognize as a front. Second guessing her decision– maybe she’d stayed away far too long– Emma reaches for the leather book. Selfishly, she takes one more look at her friend, or the man which used to be. He scans the beach with a stoic look that only falls away when he meets her gaze. A smile breaks out across her face as he runs towards her. She lets go of the book, anxious to learn more about where she is and what Kilian’s been up to. He barely says hello before she's wrapped in his arms choking up at the pure innocence of his laugh when he picks her up and twirls her around.

“Emma Swan!” Killian puts her down, swiping a soft curl from her cheek, “It’s been so long, love.”

Emma can’t speak, she’s changed since they last met, but not like him. Studying him, she releases him from her grasp and her hands trail down his arm, hesitating when her left one hits something foreign. Killian flinches and tucks it under his jacket. She’s still unable to put a finger on what’s different, but her old friend, always sure and steadfast, seems… lost. She can’t help but speak candidly, “Killian, where is Liam?”

He smirks, a mask unfamiliar to her aside from her brief glimpse of him exiting the ship, “Ah, yes, ‘fraid my brother was lost to the sea.” He gazes off before seemingly being startled into remembering her existence, “Emma! You can’t be here, it’s dangerous.”

Emma looks around for the first time since she arrived and realizes this place is unlike any portside town she’d landed in previously. “Where exactly is… here?”

If she didn’t know better– Killian Jones is not afraid of anything– she would’ve sworn she saw fear flicker across his eyes, “Best you not know. Why are you here? Is everything alright?”

His genuine concern reminds her of the pregnancy test she left in the Shell bathroom. Never one to mince words and never sure how long they truly have, Emma breaks the news abruptly, “Killian, I’m pregnant.”

Now she knows its fear– coupled with a brief flash of sadness that she doesn’t have the energy to dissect– that crosses his gaze, “Emma, ho–”

She cuts him off, she doesn’t want to answer the questions, doesn’t want to disappoint him, “It doesn’t matter. I will be ok, I just… needed to see you.”

He nods before turning to a small man in a red beanie who has hovered close by but out of earshot for the entirety of their conversation. “Smee, it will be dark soon. Gather supplies and take the crew aboard. I will return shortly.” The man nods before yelling a feeble attempt to wrangle up the rest of the crew while Killian leads Emma closer to the water’s edge. She knows there’s more to everything happening here than he’s letting on, but she also knows that if he’s not telling her, it’s with reason.

They find a small alcove, hidden from the ship, and Killian takes her in his arms swaying slowly. She can’t help but giggle, “Killian, what are you doing?”

“Just, I know you probably don’t have long, but please– before you go, just– one dance.” She nods, this tradition is one she should’ve seen coming. They danced the first time when Emma was nervous for her first homecoming dance– he taught her how to slow dance. Her next trip was to tell him she’d moved again and never gotten to go to the dance after all– so they swayed once more... that was the last time she’d visited.

As they settle into a comfortable stance, Emma feels something cold hit the small strip of skin exposed at her back. Logically she knows it should be his left hand, but the chill feels metallic. She stops herself from flinching, not at what must be a prosthetic, but at the temperature of the metal. Meeting his gaze, she can tell her lack of response comforts him briefly before the exhaustion and fear returns to his features. He forces a smile before pulling her closer— clearly, he doesn’t want to be here anymore than she wants to be home, so she dances. Killian hums quietly, a melody she’s heard many times before and often sings to herself when she needs the comfort of her friend. They don’t speak at first, the soft sound of his hum and the distant white noise of waves hitting the sand more than enough to fill the air around them.

Emma feels another wave of fear fall over her and breaks the silence, “I don’t really know how, Killian.”

He leans in closer, “It’s easy. Pick a partner who knows what he’s doing.” He winks at her and they feel like children again— twirling in fields of flowers and playing along the shoreline. For a moment, she forgets the monumental changes waiting for her at home and just tries to be happy. Killian spins her around, dipping her, and making her laugh like she hasn’t in what feels like her entire life. He slows and begins to hum a different shanty she doesn’t recognize but causes her to sway back and forth all the same. She has to stop herself from jumping when he speaks again, “I know you’re scared, Swan, but you can do this.”

Emma doesn’t tell him that she knows she can’t, that she knows Neal can’t– or that he won’t. Instead, she just savors the moment with her best friend.

Whether he’s real or fiction or an impossible dream stopped mattering long ago— Killian is always here, a constant in her inconsistent life, and that’s worth everything to Emma. She gazes into his eyes, as easy to lose herself in as the ocean, and he looks back. They’re practically nose to nose and Emma can see every scratch, bruise, and line of exhaustion that covers his face.

He’s still one of the most beautiful humans she’s ever seen.

Maybe it’s that realization that causes her to lean in ever so slightly. His eyebrow raises quickly before mimicking her movement. They have history, it’s patchy and incomplete, but it’s theirs and no matter what Emma always finds herself back in this fantasy’s arms.

He’s fiction, always has been, but he’s been an escape all the same. Emma doesn't second guess her decision to kiss him– no harm, no foul when this is all a dream anyway…

But it never comes.

Their moment is disrupted by a loud cawing noise. It almost sounds like a bird, but the way he flinches and the stoic fear that settles across Killian’s face hints that, whatever made that noise, is not to be messed with. His back stiffens beneath her hands before he moves in front of Emma. Using his left hand– no, hook– he pushes aside the tree blocking their view, “I’m sorry, Swan. You need to go. Now.” He turns back to her frantically, and with fear in his eyes growing, she has no choice but to believe him.

Her heart is beating loud enough that she's positive he can hear it too and she’s not sure if it’s the imminent danger or the fact she almost kissed him.

He’s not real, Emma.

Still, the look in his eyes fools her into playing along once again, rushing back towards his ship as darkness falls like a blanket across the beach. Emma stops him, selfishly pulling him behind a bush for just one more moment alone. “When will I see you again?” She isn’t sure why she’s asking when it’s always been up to her.

He smiles at her before pulling her tight, “Just hold onto this— to us and our parallel existences.” His right hand cups her cheek and she takes a moment to find comfort in his warmth, “You’re one of the only reasons I’m alive, Emma Swan. Let me be your something, as you are mine.”

Emma can feel herself crying now, the reality she’s returning to feeling scarier than whatever has Killian rushing her home, but he’s counting on her to survive, so she will. “I’ll see you soon, Killian.”

He smiles at her one more time, bright and hopeful, “Aye, Swan. I’ll be waiting.”

With that, she feels the warmth bubble inside of her as the light surrounds her once again and takes her back. In no time at all she’s sitting again on the dingy tile floor of a gas station in Phoenix. She holds the book close once more before putting it back in her bag. She sighs, remembering Killian’s faith in her, as she grabs the pregnancy test and goes to break the news to Neal.

As she leaves the bathroom, she’s startled by two officers with their guns drawn. As she’s told to raise her hands up, the lifted watch Neal gave her for her birthday catches the harsh fluorescent light and the positive test falls from her hand clattering against the linoleum at her feet.

Phoenix, AZ; August, 2001

“Emma, are you sure?” The doctor questions her as he wraps her crying son in a towel.

She refuses to look, the tears and sweat stinging her eyes. Emma knows if she holds the small boy, she won’t be able to give him up. The doctor turns away, placing the small boy into a bassinet behind him and Emma feels a weight lifted from her. Being given up herself, Emma swore she’d never put a child in that position, but she also never thought she’d be giving birth in prison.

The recollection of her own upbringing sparks something inside of her, “Wait!” The doctor turns around, something like hope in his eyes. Emma knows he thinks she’s changed her mind, but in reality, her decision has only been further solidified by her choice not to send him off alone. “There’s a book. In my personal belongings. It’s leatherbound and full of fairy tales– please, send it with him.”

The doctor looks at the guard who nods before sending their partner to retrieve the storybook. She’ll feel safer knowing even a piece of her— and a larger piece of Killian– will be with her son no matter where he ends up. The book made her feel like her parents at least cared enough not to send her off alone, and she hopes it provides the same comfort for her son.

It can be his something to hold onto.

Slight melancholy aches through her at the realization she’s given up her right to visit Killian ever again. She thinks he’d understand– support her even. Still, Emma smiles softly as the book is placed next to the hospital crib before drifting off where memories of distant lands keep her fast asleep.

Boston, MA; October, 2011

“Another banner year.” Emma blows out the blue star candle, and makes the simplest of birthday wishes. As she begins to unwrap the cupcake there’s a knock at the door. Startled, but curious, she opens it to a young boy looking at her like she’s standing on her head.

“Can I help you?” Emma’s had a long night, and while she could really go for some girl scout cookies, she doubts the small boy outside her door at 8pm is here to sell her any.

“Are you Emma Swan?” He tilts his head as he asks, a simple movement that Emma almost finds endearing.

“Yeah. Who are you?” She’s trying not to be impatient, but she really needs to take a shower and wash off the scum from her skip earlier that evening.

“My name is Henry. I’m your son.”

Well she wasn’t expecting that .

Storybrook, ME; 2011

Henry’s adoptive mother is– something. Regina Mills is not who Emma expected when she spent late nights picturing Henry with a family, but he has a roof over his head and everything he could ever want. And the town, Storybrook, is quaint and safe. Henry seems healthy.

What more could she have wanted for her son?

Maybe to not have the gut feeling that something— no everything — is off in this town.

Regina (aggressively) asked her to leave after dropping Henry off, but she can’t find it in herself to head back to Boston just yet. She wanders into a small diner that touts an attached inn, and the warm atmosphere is beyond inviting. Against all previous plans, she settles herself onto a stool at the bar and orders herself some hot chocolate. As she sips her drink, she takes in the rest of the diner only to realize almost everyone is looking at her. Almost. There’s a dark haired man with his back to her sitting in one of the booths. Emma finds herself fixated on him, and the fact that, unlike everyone else in the diner, he couldn’t seem to care less that she’s here.

A waitress in a short red skirt drops off soup at his table before making her way back towards Emma. “Hey, new girl. You want some food?” Startled by her forwardness, Emma responds with a stutter, “I– uh– no– I’m not– uh.. Why is everyone staring at me?”

The girl– Ruby if her name tag is anything to go by– belly laughs before answering, “Girl, we haven’t had visitors to this town in ages .” Emma isn’t sure how to take that but Ruby doesn’t seem to mind as she keeps talking, “I mean, now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever had a visitor in this diner. Strictly regulars. That’s why they’re staring, hun. Not to mention, you’re pretty easy on the eyes.” She shrugs her shoulder in Emma’s direction and winks with a wolf’s smile.

She’s spunky and Emma likes her, “Well, I’m happy to be your first. Do you have any rooms?”

Ruby scoffs again, “All of them– no visitors remember? Except room 9, Sailor Boy over there has taken up permanent residence in that one.” The waitress motions towards the man in the back booth before flagging down an older woman asking for a room key.

Emma glances again at the dark haired stranger, wanting to know more, but having no real reason to strike up a conversation. Before she can approach him, she’s being handed a key and ushered up the stairs to her room by a pushy old lady that everyone seems to affectionately call Granny. She settles in for the night, her curiosity about the town and its residents only growing the longer she stays.

When she wakes up, it’s to Henry knocking on her door again. She opens to find him practically vibrating, “You stayed?!”

She can’t help but smile at his excitement, finding it hard to tamper her own, “Yeah, kid, I did. Don’t you have school or something?”

Henry smiles, “Not for another hour, wanna grab some breakfast?”

Emma nods and follows her son– not sure she’ll ever get used to that– down the stairs to grab some breakfast from the diner. They order from the counter when all the booths are full, but decide to move when one opens as their food is ready. Emma thanks Ruby, grabbing their plates of waffles, before turning towards the booth just as someone walks behind her. The plates crash to the ground, both her and the man she bumped into bending down to help with clean up. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.”

“My fault, lass. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

Emma knows that voice– would know it anywhere.

When she doesn’t answer, he looks up at her, concern etched across the animated eyebrows she’s known for almost her entire life. If she wasn’t positive before, she is now, the blue eyes that haunted her dreams for years after giving up the book are staring directly back at her. “Killian?”

He looks stunned, but there’s no recognition in his eyes— eerily similar to their first night so many years ago on the docks. The warmth of his gaze, the excitement at meeting once again, and the hint of infatuation Emma always stopped herself from hoping for are gone without a trace. The unsettled feeling that’s sat in Emma’s stomach since the moment she and Henry crossed the town line the night before seems to boil over. All the air feels as though it’s escaped her lungs, suffocating her as she realizes the only person she’s ever come close to calling her best friend has no idea who she is. Her fear is solidified when he speaks again, “I’m sorry, do I know you?”

@mariakov81 @lfh1226-linda @kmomof4 @superchocovian @pirateherokillian @teamhook @nikkiemms

#captain swan #killian jones #emma swan #cs ff #cs canon divergence #captain swan fanfiction #capthamm #bye capthamm #captcas

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marinamar4 · 3 years

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Emma Swan Wayne

an idea with all those batman and white collar crossover fics is to do the same but batman and once upon a time version

It would be the same, Emma being the sheriff, and some hero, vigilante or civilian appear, can you imagine?

emma swan wayne:

Jason's age, maybe a little older than Jason

they meet on the street shortly before they steal the tires of the batmobile and they get along like a house on fire (or would it be thick as thieves?)

two for one bat

emma turns swan into her middle name and it's crazy at home, to top it off, she manages to be the apple of her dad's eye

When Jason Starts As Robin Babs Decides To Let Him Batgirl

a little upset with dick ... but she puts it aside once they start with the embarrassing stories of bruce

selina is a woman, little emma needs a mom, and if she gives him jewelry on top of it she gives him better jewelry (tell me that selina didn't teach the batkids to use the catwoman whip, I dare you)

while jason was a bit violent robin, emma was a chaotic and cheating batgirl

personally i picture jay and emmy as platonic brothers and soul mates, not romantic

in an attempt to fit in at school, emma follows fashion trends, it doesn't go well ... and she ends up saying "fuck it" (language of the streets)

not impressed at all by the league. except wonder woman, obviously

she doesn't like magic so coming to storybrooke with henry she's more of a "can't you just leave me alone and call zatanna or constantine? wait, no, he's flirting with regina!" that a "magic does not exist", after all, there are aliens

now the sad part (needed to bring henry into the story)

the first strong fight of both (jay and emma) is when jason wants to look for his biological mother and emma does not understand

she is heartbroken when batman informs her of her brother's death

her to superman: fuck it, let my daddy kill the damn clown!

now the good part ... emma escapes and disappears, but before? she leaves a gift: the joker is dead

and she is afraid of what her dad will say, so she keeps to herself, she meets neal cassidy, jail, henry, adoption, etc

now, things may vary:

bruce in my world is a good dad and actively ignores the signs

(Emma: I left you a letter!

bruce: I have it in the top drawer of the nightstand and I read it every day before going to bed, but I don't remember that part)

Does Batman respect her decision and let her go? At least until Red Hood shows up and they bring her back into the family? Or does he just not want to let her go? Is Jason looking for her, in that case, does she know or not that she killed the joker? Or is she so good at erasing her tracks that she is only caught at 28-29?

I like the first one better, she gives him the time to meet neal and have henry and come back

i guess she's mad at jason for the whole hood thing and she quickly takes timmy, steph and cass under her wings

tim is so cute! is neglected. dick is right, he needs a lot of hugs. And don't you want to sleep a little more?

stephanie is totally chaotic. she's great. she makes the best waffles. she wait, you wanna throw a glitter bomb on batman? done deal!

cassandra is cassandra. She is wonderful. That she was raised as a murderer? It's not important

also i imagine emma and steph will be like sisters, always loud, troubled blondes, but who can be in meditative silence when needed

(one mother's day emma asks tim why steph looks like this. he tells her to ask him. steph says

I got pregnant, I gave her up for adoption, I didn't want her to have this life

mine was a boy, I didn't want this life for him either, says emma, and they have something else in common)

Besides, when she comes Damian, Emma is just ecstatic

I already believed things about your strength, b!

how adorable!

oh, we can practice! dad taught me and your mom too when she was here once! and no, b is my dad, learn to wear it

(yes, talia she too she is good here)

headcanons:

for a halloween, emma dressed up as wednesday, and disguised selina as morticia and bruce de gómez. jason flatly refused to be pugsley or fester and ended up being cousin itt

For a costume gala, they were from the aristocats: Selina in a white dress and diamond necklace as Duchess, Emma in a white dress and pink bows as Marie, Jason in a black suit and a red bow tie as Berlioz, even Dick in an orange suit with blue bow tie from toulouse, and bruce they put him in a black suit but with the white shirt and orange tie from o'malley

at a gala, they copied the famous dance of "dirty dancing"

emma didn't like the classics at all until jason told her about them. it was tradition that every night they read a little before going to bed

emma's batgirl costume is black and white, because the swans are mainly black and white (there was no way to put orange, but you can imagine it however you want, I just know it would be a nod to her middle name)

like i said emma swan wayne is her name

dick made her addicted to froot loops and jason to hotdogs but without chili plise, the grilled sandwiches are either hers or damian's when he goes vegetarian

Alfred always made her chocolate with canellas and the cinnamon sticks became her favorite for when they were at her time of the month

Most relationships like Emma Wayne, like her father's, were to show

She just wanted a parrot! Why couldn't she have a parrot or lovebird but damian she can have a zoo!

i imagine emma totally admiring selina and talia both, great women, one with a brassiere and a tight leather suit, and the other a swordswoman princess

Because this girl when she got to Wayne Manor had a princess season, then it was the rude warrior era, she followed the fencing and archery, makeup artist, model, actress, etc.

She never liked Annie, but she was her favorite movie after the adoption

She preferred fantasy and adventure books, but she also started with mystery, she likes Sherlock Holmes a lot (she was introduced to him by her father)

She doesn't believe in Duke's "innocence". The boy jumped off a bridge, led a gang and decided that he could beat the riddle in riddles. it's just as chaotic as the rest, it only hides it better

It was supposed to be short I swear, just the crossover idea, but I got carried away

also my computer decided to restart and I had to look at everything in the translator's history, luckily it is so specific

#batfamily #batfam #batman #robin #red hood #batgirl #bruce wayne #jason todd #emma swan #emma swan wayne #henry mills #regina mills #ouat #once upon a time #long #do what you want with this #crossover #white collar #???

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drdixon · 2 years

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an all women multi - muse blog directed by delilah ( she / her, 21+, lesbian )

guidelines. standard roleplay etiquette applies, don’t be weird - we’re all too old for that. please do not interact with me if you’re under the age of eighteen. mature content will be featured, but always tagged. my activity is slow and sporadic, plotted interactions are groovy. original characters are sexy and if you disagree this is not the blog for you 💋

alexandra udinov as seen in nikita. canon compliant. starring : lydnsy fonseca. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: division agent.

bedelia du maurier as seen in hannibal. canon compliant. starring : gillian anderson. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: psychiatrist.

brenda leigh johnson as seen the closer. canon divergent. starring : kyra sedgwick. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: deputy chief of the lapd.

cat grant as seen in supergirl. canon compliant. starring : pending. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: publicist.

celeste wright as seen in big little lies. canon divergent. starring : nicole kidman. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: lawyer.

chris holloway an original fandomless character. starring : elizabeth mitchell. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: detective.

cruella de vil as seen in 101 dalmatians. canon divergent. starring : sharon stone. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: fashion designer.

dana scully as seen in the x-files. canon divergent. starring : gillian anderson. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: fbi agent.

emma swan as seen in once upon a time. canon divergent. starring : stephanie march. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: sheriff.

jane porter as seen in once upon a time. canon divergent. starring : angelina jolie. trans woman, she/her. human. pansexual. main verse occupation: principal.

jean rubenstone frost as seen in all rise. canon divergent. starring : brenda strong. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: lawyer.

laura roslin as seen in battlestar galactica. canon divergent. starring : mary mcdonnell. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: president of the colonies.

lisa tepes as seen in castlevania. canon divergent. starring : julie benz. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: apothecary.

marisa coulter as seen in his dark materials. canon divergent. starring : ruth wilson. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: head of the general oblation board and agent to the magisterium.

miss scarlett as seen in clue. canon divergent. starring : jessica chastain. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: escort.

olivia benson as seen in law and order: svu. canon divergent. starring : mariska hargitay. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: detective. (this will change as the mun catches up with series)

pamela swynford as seen in true blood. canon divergent. starring : kristin bauer. cis woman, she/her. vampire. lesbian. main verse occupation: fangtasia nightclub owner.

patrica campbell as seen in the southern book club’s guide to slaying vampires. canon compliant. starring : mary mcdonnell. cis woman, she/her. human. bisexual. main verse occupation: housewife.

pippa pentangle as seen in the worst witch. canon divergent. starring : amanda holden. cis woman, she/her. witch. lesbian. main verse occupation: headmistress.

sarah harding as seen in jurassic park. canon divergent. starring : julianne moore. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: archeologist.

stella rockwell an original fandomless character. starring : brenda strong. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: studio executive.

winter blackwood an original fandomless character. starring : gillian anderson. cis woman, she/her. human. lesbian. main verse occupation: model.

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exhaustedpirate · 3 years

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get to know me

i was tagged by the love of my actual life @thisonesatellite and i smooch !

three ships :

CaptainSwan (Killian Jones/Emma Swan) - because even after so many years, i can still find things to love about them

Peraltiago (Jake Peralta/Amy Santiago) - they are brilliant and sweet and just make me soft and their evolution is stellar

Mondler (Monica Geller/Chandler Bing) - despite the badly aged aspects of their relationship, I still consider them one of the healthiest couples from Friends (Phoebe and Mike being the other)

last song : London Boy - Taylor Swift (it's just a great feel good song)

last movie : Jungle Cruise - it was brilliant! (and i'm not afraid to say it fits CaptainSwan like a glove)

currently reading : CaptainSwan fanfiction - just finished binging @thisonesatellite's and now i'm binging all of @profdanglaisstuff's - my comfort writers

currently watching : while i'm waiting for all the Brooklyn Nine-Nine's episodes to come out, i've been watching all of American Dad's seasons

currently craving : some goddamn pastel de nata, they were talking about it at work and i miss it! also some of that good bread! (all treats from home so i might just be homesick)

tagging : everyone i know and care about have all been tagged so i leave this open for anyone to join ! keep on being excellent !

#tag game #ask game

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ohmightydevviepuu · 4 years

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writer’s month prompts

prompt nineteen: de-ageing (canon compliant 7x02. thanks to @katie-dub and @profdanglaisstuff for walking through this one with me.)

masterpost full collection on AO3

It’s still early--barely daylight--but Emma knows he’s up, because he’s always up just with the sunrise. He’s watching her, she can feel it, and so she rolls over to face him and his blue eyes and his soft morning smile, the only that only she ever gets to see.

There are wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiles and for the first time Emma notices they’ve gotten deeper.

It’s weird.

He does still--in his own words--”retain his youthful glow”--but he has laugh lines now and crinkles in his forehead. So does she.

But it’s still weird, it was weird, to see him like that, to see him with straggly grey hair and too much weird on his middle and she’d been able to push it out of her mind completely--just an anomaly, just the magic, just the other realm--until she’d seen him again. Hook--the other Hook--had been different. He still carried the weight of his years even when they hadn’t been obvious from his appearance and she hadn’t even noticed.

“What are you thinking, love?” Killian asks, running his hand down her arm and resting his fingers at her wrist.

“Was it strange for you? To see yourself like that?”

“Honestly, Swan, it was a relief.”

“A relief?”

“He thought that he could never find love,” Killian says, “but he was wrong. He made a lot of mistakes. He’ll make many more. But he chose to try and be a better man for his daughter and in making that choice he opened himself to love.”

They’re both silent for a moment.

“I think he’ll see that through,” Killian says. “I think we made the right choice in leaving him with the lad. He’ll take it seriously. And Henry will help him find the girl, just as you said.”

“I wonder why my magic responded to him,” Emma says.

“I believe that’s why, love,” Killian says, moving her hand toward his lips. “We still had that in common, in spite of where our paths had diverged.”

“What’s that?”

“The choice,” Killian says. “The choice to be a part of something.” He kisses her hand and turns it over, pressing kisses into her palm.

“That’s sweet,” Emma says. “It’s also not what I meant when I asked you if it was weird to see yourself like that.”

“Older, you mean?” He smiles. “But still devilishly handsome, of course.”

“Of course,” she says, but her smile fades, just a bit because--in spite of everything they’ve been through--it’s really only just occurring to her, that in making his choice to be a part of something or whatever, he gave up more than his revenge. He’s going to age, now. He’s voluntarily chosen to bring his life to an end, in a way.

“I never intended to live as long as I have,” he says, reading her the way he always does. “I never sought out immortality. My time games with Neverland were just that--games. A stopgap measure. I anticipated my end would shortly follow the crocodile’s. And look, love, look at what immortality has brought him. Look at the choices he’s made for himself because he believes he has forever.”

He’s quiet for a minute after that and when he speaks again his voice is different; lower, softer. Serious.

“Look at the choices we made, when faced with it.”

She pulls his hand in hers against her heart.

“However long we have, whether it be long or short, knowing it will end gives it meaning. Being here with you, being a part of Henry’s life, raising our child, growing old surrounded by love instead of hate--knowing that we’ve fought for our happy ending, that’s what makes the rest of it count. That is what we chose, in that cave and on that elevator, when you chose me and I chose you.”

@thisonesatellite @optomisticgirl @shireness-says @spartanguard @captain-emmajones @karl0ta @kmomof4 @carpedzem @mariakov81 @lfh1226-linda

#cs fic #writersmonth2020

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kissofthemuses · 3 years

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Muses

Myths/Folklore:

Circe // Greek Mythology

Hera // Greek Mythology

Mab // Fae Folklore

Morgan le Fay // Arthurian Legend

Nemesis // Greek Mythology

Sigyn // Norse Mythology

The Morrigan // Celtic Mythology

Literature:

Aelin Galathynius // Throne of Glass

Athenodora // Twilight

Becky Sharp // Vanity Fair

Bree Tanner // Twilight

Didyme // Twilight

Elena Bourreau // The Vine Witch

Emilia Di Carlo // Kingdom of the Wicked

Evie O'Neil // The Diviners

Georgiana Darcy // Pride and Prejudice

Granuaile MacTiernan // The Iron Druid Chronicles

Jade Godfrey // The Dowser Series

Leila // The Savior’s series

Lucy Pevensie // The Chronicles of Narnia

Lysandra Ennar // Throne of Glasss

Maggie Dresden // The Dresden Files

Manon Blackbeak // Throne of Glass

Morgan Rowlands // The Sweep series

Sally Jackson // Percy Jackson

Sulpicia // Twilight

Susan Pevensie // The Chronicles of Narnia

Viviane // A Court of Thorns and Roses

TV:

Abigail Pershing // Good Witch

Amalia True // The Nevers

The Black Fairy // Once Upon A Time

Bo Dennis // Lost Girl

Cara Mason // Legend of the Seeker

Cassie Nightengale // Good Witch

Cora Hale // Teen Wolf

Coraline Duvall // Moonlight

Dutch // Killjoys

Eleanor Henstridge // The Royals

Elizabeth Bonny // Syfy's Neverland

Emily Lightman // Lie to Me

Emily Radcliff // The Gates

Emma Swan // Once Upon a Time

Eretria // The Shannara Chronicles

Fern Harrow // Harrow

Grace Russell // Good Witch

Grace/Paige // Once Upon A Time

Ivy Lynn // SMASH

Jenny // Doctor Who

Jenny Hoyt // Big Sky

Kahlan Amnell // Legend of the Seeker

"Lady" Heather Kesler // CSI

Lily Page // Once Upon a Time

“Long” Susan Hart // Ripper Street

Lucy Saxon // Doctor Who

Marisa Coulter // His Dark Materials (show based)

Mary Sibley // Salem

Melinda Halliwell // Charmed

Melissa McCall // Teen Wolf

Molly Dawes/Iona Payne // Forever

Parker Halliwell // Charmed

The Rani // Doctor Who

Regina Mills // Once Upon a Time

Rikki Chadwick // H2O: Just Add Water

Ruby Sunday // Doctor Who

Talon // The Outpost

Tamsin // Lost Girl

Tourmaline Larou // Carnival Row

Movies:

Adaline Bowman // Age of Adaline

Ali Rose // Burlesque

Anna Valerious // Van Helsing

Antonia Owens // Practical Magic

Ava Faulkner // Ava

Doric // D&D: Honor Among Thieves (wiki link is temporary)

Edith Cushing // Crimson Peak

Elisabeth Brisby // The Secret of NIHM

Eowyn // The Lord of the Rings (movie based)

Gabriella O'Hara // Across the Spiderverse

Lucy Billington // The Invitation

Mace Browne // The 355

Odette // The Swan Princess

Sally Owens // Practical Magic

Sarah Bailey // The Craft

Star // The Lost Boys

Viktoria Clopstok // The Invitation

Disney:

Lady // Lady and the Tramp

Maleficent // Sleeping Beauty/various Disney projects

Merida // Brave/Once Upon a Time

Miss Kitty Mouse // The Great Mouse Detective

Redd // Pirates of the Caribbean

Anime:

Blue // Wolf's Rain

Kisa Sohma // Fruits Basket

Rin Sohma // Fruits Basket

Tohru Honda // Fruits Basket

TTRPG:

Annabelle // L.A. by Night

Cassandra De Rolo // Critical Role (C1)

Clarabelle Clay // Critical Role (C2)

Laudna // Critical Role (C3)

Leona de Rolo // Critical Role

Vex'ahlia // Critical Role (C1)

Video Games:

Alfira // Baldur's Gate 3

Black Cat (Clone) // Spider-Man: The Edge of Time

Lohse // Divinity Original Sin 2

North // Detroit: Become Human

Saga // Dreamfall Chapters

Misc:

Amora // Marvel

Shara Bey // Star Wars

Veronica Franco // Historical

Seasonal*

*Muse for them usually strikes during seasonal Holidays but can be requested any time

Gwen Conliffe // The Wolfman (2010)

The Snow Queen // The Snow Queen

Original Characters:

Arabella Hawthorne // fandomless vampire

Arduinna Elvrye // D&D/fandomless Eladrin Elf

Byrony Lightfoot // LotR based hobbit

Cameron Galloway // Percy Jackson (daughter of Eris)

Evalin Galathynius // Throne of Glass

Fallon Voragran // D&D/Fandomless Elf

Freya Buchanan // Fandomless

Genevieve O’Connell // The Mummy (1999)

Haruko Masudea // Fandomless Kitsune

Isarria // Critical Role based Tabaxi

Ismae Delancey // Greek Mythology/Percy Jackson (adopted daughter of Hera)

Iûlwen // LotR based elf

Kato McBane // Percy Jackson

Moira Cauldwyn // Fandomless Witch

Nell Warren // Percy Jackson (child of Dionysus)

Persephone Turner // Charmed

Roselyn Thorn // Stardust

Sabine Thornheart // Carnival Row

Sienna // Fandomless Mermaid

Skyla Malone // Fandomless Changeling

Sofira Emberdane // The Chronicles of Narnia

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rumdrum91 · 4 years

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Ever After: Prologue and Chapter 1

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_______________________PROLOGUE________________________________

“My little swan,” he liked to call her. Like in the story. The ugly duckling was clumsy and gangly and loud—

“A nuisance!” Emma would interrupt delightedly. “Like me!”

Yes, a nuisance like her. The other ducklings would swim in their straight lines and let out respectable quacks to greet the bullfrogs and the dragonflies. But the ugly duckling could only squawk, flapping his gray, mottled wings frantically as he tried to catch up.

The others did not look back, not even once. They didn’t like the ugly duckling. They hid their heads in their wings, and pretended not to hear him.

Time went by and soon enough, the ducklings were no longer ducklings. They had grown over the long winter and returned from the south with long, silver feathers. They chattered and quacked excitedly, examining each other’s beauty and reveling in their own. But all that was forgotten when the most beautiful creature of all came into their mist. He was white as snow, with silky feathers and a long, graceful neck. He shone like a star come to rest on earth, and when he glided on the lake, the water around him seemed to sparkle in reverence.

Who was this mysterious creature, the ducks wondered? What was he? For he certainly wasn’t anyone they recognized.

“I know who he was!” Emma would sit upright, her eyes alight with excitement. “He was the ugly duckling!”

David would laugh, the warmth in his eyes glowing as he gently nudged his daughter back to her pillow. “This story is meant to help you fall asleep, little swan.”

“Tell me who the creature was,” Emma would insist. “This is my favorite part.”

The beautiful creature was someone they did not recognize, but they did know. He was their younger brother returned to them: the ugly duckling. Ah, but he was not a duckling after all, but a swan. A magnificent, beautiful swan.

“And that, sweet girl,” David would say softly, tucking her hair behind her ear, “is why I call you my little swan. Scraped knees and messy braids may be all that people see, but one day, they will look at you and realize that you are the most beautiful one of all.”

* * * * * * *

The day her new stepmother and -sisters arrived, Emma did not feel like a beautiful swan. She felt exactly what she was: a messy, muddy, graceless little girl, with too many freckles and not enough teeth. Lady Regina was dark and elegant, with full red lips that curled into a smile as Emma tried to curtsy before her.

“Lady Mother,” she said awkwardly, wincing as she bent her scabbed knees. The words felt strange in her mouth: Emma had never had someone to call “Mother” before. She hoped it would feel more natural as time went on.

“Girls,” Regina said, her voice smooth and lofty, “say hello to your new stepsister.”

Emma tried not stare at them, for they were almost more beautiful than their mother—as though they had skipped being ugly ducklings, and were swans from birth. Ruby was tall and willowy, and Belle was small and doll-like; both of them with long dark hair and piercing eyes. Their gowns were of the finest silk, studded with gold thread and tiny jewels in the bodice. The girls regarded Emma skeptically as they dipped into immaculate curtsies. Belle rose with a shy smile, but Ruby remained supercilious, glancing away in a show of derisive boredom.

“What do we say, Emma?” David asked, giving her a soft nudge to remind her of what they’d practiced the night before.

“Pleased to meet you.” She bobbed another curtsy, as wobbly and graceless as the first. On impulse, she added breathlessly, “I’ve always wanted sisters.”

“How sweet.” Smiling, Regina took David’s proffered arm, so he could escort her up the stone steps to the manor. Ruby waited until they were out of earshot, then turned back to Emma, her eyes cold.

“We’re not sisters,” she said flatly. “This has nothing to do with us. My mother married your father for his title, and he married her for her money.”

Emma’s cheeks burned at the implication that her father would ever marry for money. He was an honorable, good man. He would never do something so callous and cold. She clenched her fists, but said nothing.

“Come along, Belle,” Ruby said, still eyeing Emma with cold disdain. “Mother will be waiting.”

Belle obediently followed her sister up the steps, sparing Emma a sympathetic look as she passed. Clearly the kinder of the two, but too meek to stand up to her sister. The door closed behind them, as if emphasizing the separation with the the loud thunk! of the oak door.

* * * * * * *

“Which one shall we read tonight?”

Emma watched as her father, perched in his usual place at the end of her bed, thumbed through the book of fairy tales. “The ash princess,” she said after a minute. “With the fairy godmother.”

“Ag,” David smiled, nodding as he found the page. “One of my favorites.”

“Mine, too.” Emma played with the frayed end of her braid. “Father?”

“Mmm?”

“Can I come with you this time?”

He looked up slowly, his gaze way and exhausted. “Emma,” he began.

“I want to meet the king,” she pleaded. “Please, Father?”

“There’d be no one to look after you,” he said, shaking his head. “I’ll be at council meetings all day. And besides—wouldn’t you miss your stepmother and stepsisters?”

Emma was silent. She didn’t want to tell him that they were the reason why she wanted to go so badly.

“I’ll be back before you know it,” David promised. “Just two weeks.”

“But you just got back.” Emma folded her arms, stubbornly pushing out her chin. “One.”

“Two weeks, little swan.” David looked down in amused exasperation as Emma balanced her fist on her palm, silently challenging him to rock-paper-scissors. After a minute, he gave in: each shook their fist three times and opened their fingers, David’s in a “scissors” and Emma’s in a “rock”.

“All right, all right,” David laughed as Emma triumphantly bounced her fist over his fingers. “One.”

* * * * * * *

They stood in a line on the cobblestone path, watching as David checked the horses and secured their harnesses. Marco, the old groomsman, wrestled with a particularly unruly black devil called, “Lucius.” The horse jerked his head back, fighting the bit being forced between his teeth.

“Cazzo Madre de Dio,” Marco swore under his breath.

“Non davanti ai bambini, Marco,” David warned. Marco’s English was limited, and Emma’s Italian nonexistent; but she imagined that Ruby and Belle were more than proficient in foreign languages.

“Must you leave me so soon, husband?” Regina sighed as David came around, placing her delicate fingers on on his chest.

“I’m afraid I must, my love.” David kissed her softly, once on her lips and again on each hand. Then he looked down at her girls, smiling. “Ruby, Belle…”

They dipped into their elegant curtsies. The formality seemed to amuse David, but he complied, offering them each a courtly bow before kissing the tops of their heads. Emma waited at the very end, tears welling in her eyes. Her father took her hands and lowered himself to one knee, his eyes warm and twinkling.

“You’ll look after your stepmother for me, won’t you, little swan?” he said.

Emma hesitated, then nodded slowly.

“And your stepsisters?”

“Yes, Father,” she mumbled, even as Ruby’s words echoed cruelly in her head. We’re not sisters.

“That’s my girl.” He kissed her forehead and rose to a stand. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“One week,” Emma reminded him.

“One week,” he agreed.

She watched as he climbed the step of the carriage and pulled himself into the driver’s seat. Marco handed him the reins, nodding a farewell to his master as he backed away from the path. Emma clenched her fists, willing herself not to cry. Her throat ached and her vision blurred, but she refused to shed a single tear in front of Ruby.

David snapped the reins and the horses began trotting down the cobblestone, the carriage rattling after them. Emma almost ran after him, but she hung back, her eyes fixed on his dwindling form.

“Come along, girls,” Regina said, starting to turn toward the door with a sweep of her skirts.

“Wait!” Emma said. “He always waves at the gate.”

Regina flicked a dismissive smile, and continued her departure, her daughter trailing after her. Emma remained, watching intently as the carriage rounded the corner of the gate. David raised his hand in farewell—and then, something happened.

He fell.

The world seemed to spin, her nerves on fire, her heart shattering as she watched her father crumple. “FATHER!”

Her own screaming echoed in her ears as she pounded down the path, not breathing, eyes swimming, panic racing through her veins as she ran toward her father’s unmoving form. Get up, get up. Oh, God, please make him get up. Why wasn’t he moving? Why wasn’t he moving?

“Father, please!” she sobbed, falling to her knees beside him. He was still breathing, but his face was contorted in pain, one side scraped with blood and dust.

“David!” Regina’s cry broke through the air. Emma hadn’t even realized she was there, and barely registered it now. Her stepmother’s hands shook as she reached to cup David’s face. “Don’t try to move, my love. I’m here.”

David looked at her, then slowly turned his eyes toward Emma. She choked, the tears she had tried to hold back now streaming down her face as her father looked at her for what she knew was the last time.

“I love you,” he whispered.

And then, his eyes dulled and saw no more. The warm, twinkling eyes turned gray and glassy, staring unseeingly at the sky.

“No!” Regina cried, her voice rising in hysterics as Emma bent over her father’s body, sobbing uncontrollably. “You cannot leave me here! You cannot leave me here!”

But she wasn’t the one he was leaving: Emma was. He’d left her to the mercy of her stepmother and stepsisters, unknowingly sentencing her to a life of misery and servitude. Because over the next twelve years, Regina would blame Emma for David’s death; for the fact that he had given his last words to his daughter, rather than his wife.

When Regina assumed control of the household and finances, she’d decided that Emma was too much of an expense and put her to work, demanding that she earn her own keep. “I have to provide for my children first,” she’d said, reminding Emma as she so often did that she was now an orphan. “I can’t afford a third child on a widow’s living.” Her daughters remained in the highest fashion with the finest possessions, and Emma was given a small, dusty room with naught but a few books and a crumbling hearth to curl by in the winter. She’d had to snitch a few horse blankets to keep warm, and only the kindness of the old cook, Mrs. Lucas, kept her clothed and shoed. The younger housemaid, Astrid, had taught her what she needed to know to be a servant in a lady’s household, and Marco assumed a protective, grandfatherly role over Emma. Together, the four of them created a broken little family that slightly soothed the ache in Emma’s heart. Still, Regina and her daughters seemed intent on destroying every ounce of happiness in her life. Belle less so than the others, though she said nothing when Regina and Ruby directed cruel words and biting commands toward Emma. The few sources of comfort Emma had left were her father’s books and the chest in the attic that contained her mother’s remaining possessions: remnants of the loving family she��d once had.

___________________________CHAPTER 1_________________________________

It was a hard life, and she feared she would never escape it. And for twelve years, she was right. Until the day she met the horse thief, when one perfectly-aimed apple would end up changing her life forever.

She could taste autumn in the early morning air. It smelled of smoke and frost and changing leaves, filling her lungs and leaving a pleasant sting on her skin. Emma smiled to herself as she picked her way around the thick bundles of trees and brambles, guiding the pig as he hunted for truffles. Later in the week, she would sell them in the street market, along with whatever fruits and vegetables Astrid could get from the garden.

The pig snuffled loudly as he found his treasure. “Good boy,” Emma whispered, kneeling down to gather the truffles and put them in her basket. The dirt caked under her nails and her skin was scratched by wayward twigs, leaving thin red lines. She lifted her hands, examining them with a small sigh of regret. They were rough and scarred: so unlike the delicate smooth whiteness of a lady’s. Just another thing for Ruby to mock.

By the time she was heading back to the manor, the sun had started to rise and golden streaks shown through trees. Marco should have been in the stables, brushing down the horses, but ever since the silverware had gone missing…

Emma’s hands tightened on the basket as she thought of the false accusations Regina had cast against Marco: that he was a thief and a liar, taking advantage of a widow’s generosity. She remembered his desperate pleas as clung to the bars of the constable’s carriage, trembling as he begged in broken English for release. His bail had been set at twelve silver florins, and it would take a hundred street markets before she’d earned enough to set him free. Still she couldn’t abandon him to the brutal prison conditions: he would never survive them.

“Morning,” she said, entering the kitchen through the side door. Mrs. Lucas was already working dough for the morning bread, while Astrid churned butter. The ladies of the house would still be asleep at this hour, but the preparations for their basic comforts began at dawn.

“Any luck?” Astrid asked, wincing from the blisters on her hands. Emma shook the basket in response, half-smiling.

“That’s a good girl,” Mrs. Lucas nodded. “Those’ll fetch a good price. Now—give those hands a wash, and see if you can’t get some apples for her ladyship’s breakfast. Might make her a bit more, uh…”

“Human?” Emma suggested, rubbing the dirt from her hands in the wash basin. Regina had a certain fondness for apples, and the treat might soften the normal bite of her marks.

“Well, they’re apples, not magic beans,” Astrid observed wryly. Emma snorted and wiped her hands dry, reaching for a clean apron. After securing it around her waist, she pushed her hair behind her ears and balanced an empty bushel on her hip.

“Back soon,” she called over her shoulder, nudging the door open with her toe. The other women responded with vague farewells and promises of breakfast when she returned.

The grass was still damp with morning dew as she cut across the grounds to the small ring of apple trees. Red-gold globes hung heavily from the branches, the sweet and heady scent pervading the air. Emma set the bushel down and dropped to her knees, gathering the few apples that had already fallen.

They were scattered around the trees in a vague circle, so rather than moving the bushel around, she used her apron to hold them. She was just reaching for one that had fallen a bit further than the others when she heard a familiar, high-pitched neigh resounding through the air. Emma frowned and whipped around, recognizing the powerful black horse kicking up on its rear legs as a cloaked figure on his back pulled at the reins.

Lucious.

Her father’s finest horse, his fierce and fiery black devil—and some common thief was trying to take him?

“Oh, no, you don’t,” she muttered, getting up and running toward him. The apples tumbled from her apron— all but one. In her hand, it became a weapon: one that she hurled with deadly accuracy at the thief, hitting him squarely in the head.

“Bloody hell!” he exclaimed, tumbling from the horse and landing painfully on the ground. Lucius bolted, grateful for his freedom, but rather than going after him, Emma scrabbled for the fallen apples to launch at her enemy.

“Thief!” she spat furiously, pummeling his head—his shoulders—his chest with apples. “How dare you steal my father’s horse!”

“Stop!” he shouted, struggling to stand up, raising his arm to shield himself. “Madam, I command you to stop! By order of—”

“Of what?” Emma shot back. “Lord of the thieves, are you?”

“By order of the king!” The thief flung back his cloak in an indignant flurry that Emma might have laughed at, had she not recognized the shining golden crest the pinned the cloak to his shoulders. Terror struck in the pit of her stomach and she fell to her hands and knees, trembling.

“Forgive me, Your Highness, I did not see you!” she stammered, begging every saint in heaven that he—who she now realized was the prince—would have mercy.

He let out a wry chuckle, and Emma peeked through the curtain of blonde hair shielding her eyes to see that he was massaging his jaw, regarding her with a mixture of amusement and disdain.“Your aim, madam, would suggest otherwise.”

“I-I—” Emma swallowed, fear swelling in her throat so that her voice was a croak. “I thought you were a thief, my lord.”

“Indeed, I am.” There was the sound of leather scraping leather as the prince swung himself onto Lucious’s back. The horse trotted around her in a circle, and the prince spoke again, “Rest assured,” he said, the sounds of metal on metal clinking within the folds of his cloak, “I will return the beast to you, since you care for it so. And as an honorable thief, I shall compensate you for the misfortune.”

Then came the heavy sound of a bulging leather sack, dropping from his hand to the ground. Emma hardly dared to breathe, let alone look inside. Even so, she couldn’t helping looking up again, barely raising her head to glimpse the prince’s handsome face and tousled black hair. His eyes glinted, and she wondered if even through the dirty tangles of blonde hair obscuring her face, he could sense her gaze.

“My mercy exists on one condition,” he said, though his smirk seemed more amused than bitter this time.

“Y-yes, my Lord?”

He snapped the reins, and Lucious reared again. “Never let it be known that Prince Killian was nearly bested by a country maid with a bushel of apples!”

With that, Lucious took off, his hooves beating the ground heavily as he galloped away. Emma remained bowed and trembling, never daring to breathe until the sound of Lucious’s hooves had faded completely. Only then did she slowly straighten up, bones cracking, to stare at the bulging leather sack before her.

It was about the size of her fist, tied with a thick leather cord. Emma cradled it in her hands, feeling the hard metal edges of what couldn’t have been coins, because that would have been too generous a stroke of luck. Still, she managed to pull the cord, effectively opening the sack, and a small avalanche of golden florins spilled into her hands.

“Madre de Dio,” she whispered, marveling at the wealth before her. This would more than buy Marco’s freedom. Emma let out a laugh of disbelief before a flood of joyful tears came to her eyes, and she thanked God for the rich thief who’d just changed everything for the better.

#ever after au #captain swan #emma swan #killian jones

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poorrichardslegacy · 3 years

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This is a work by @medusasterling, someone I’ve come to respect as an author and in many ways an online friend. They’ve been kind enough to critique my work over the past few months, and recently I’ve been able to return the favor by previewing this work.

It is a very well written anthology of stories that covers a number of fandoms. If you are looking for a collection of stories to entertain yourselves, for whatever reason, look no further than this.

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Chapters: 5/25

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age II, Dragon Age: Origins, Game of Thrones (TV), Lucifer (TV), Miraculous Ladybug, The Borgias (Showtime TV), Bones (TV), Once Upon a Time (TV), House M.D., Torchwood, White Collar (TV 2009), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV), Angel: the Series

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Jon Snow/Ygritte, Tormund Giantsbane & Jon Snow, Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Félix Graham de Vanily, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Kagami Tsurugi, Marc Anciel & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Tikki, Female Amell/Cullen Rutherford, Female Hawke/Sebastian Vael, Female Lavellan/Solas, Female Hawke & Varric Tethras, Female Lavellan & Varric Tethras, Female Amell & Varric Tethras, Cesare Borgia/Lucrezia Borgia, Allura/Lotor (Voltron), Hunk & Lotor (Voltron), Hunk & Keith (Voltron), Robert Chase/Original Female Character(s), Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar, one-sided Chloe Decker/Michael, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold & Emma Swan, Seeley Booth/Temperance Brennan, Angel (BtVS)/Temperance Brennan

Characters: Tormund Giantsbane, Jon Snow, Original Male Character(s), Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Luka Couffaine, Félix Graham de Vanily, Kagami Tsurugi, Marc Anciel, Alya Césaire, Tikki (Miraculous Ladybug), Female Hawke (Dragon Age), Female Amell (Dragon Age), Female Lavellan (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras, Cesare Borgia, Lucrezia Borgia, Cardinal Ascanio Sforza, Allura (Voltron), Lotor (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Robert Chase, Greg House, Remy "Thirteen" Hadley, Chris Taub, Original Female Character(s), Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer TV), Michael (Lucifer TV), Chloe Decker, Emma Swan, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold, Temperance Brennan, Seeley Booth, Angel (BtVS), Micheletto Corella, Rodrigo Borgia | Pope Alexander VI

Additional Tags: Death, Old Age, Death from Old Age, Wildling Culture & Customs, Wildlings - Freeform, The South is not good for Jon, Singing, Jon Snow is a Targaryen, Bullying, Alya Césaire Bashing, Lila Rossi Lies, I don't think she has even one line in this but it's a fact of life, sometimes you have to be honest with yourself and cut your losses, Supportive Tikki (Miraculous Ladybug), Tragedy, Heroes & Heroines, Fate, Break Up, Solas is Fen'Harel (Dragon Age), Pregnant Lavellan (Dragon Age), Heartbreak, Why is everyone an idiot?, Sebastian is one, Cullen is one, Everyone and their dog know Solas is the biggest idiot of all, Feels, unfortunately not of the fluffy kind, Cesare Borgia is Pope, Cesare Borgia loves Lucrezia Borgia, Sibling Incest, Ascanio Sforza is So Done, Ascanio Sforza is getting too old for this shit, Caught between a rock and a hard place, Christmas, Fluff, Vatican, Hunk (Voltron) is a Good Friend, Hunk (Voltron) is so Pure, Hunk is a gift, Emperor Lotor (Voltron), Soft Lotor (Voltron), Lotor needs a hug, Or Therapy, Late Night Conversations, Insomniac Keith (Voltron), Insomnia, Rant repurposing, Headcanon, Hunk is the closest thing this team has to a therapist, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Not Canon Compliant, slight salt, Love Letters, Pen Pals, Friends to Lovers, Meet-Cute (sort-of), Changeling Robert Chase (alluded to), Orphans, Wooing, Courting Rituals, Angels, Established Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar, Episode: s05e02 Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer!, Lucifer can create stars, Michael can create diamonds, Fairy Godfather, Storybrooke (Once Upon a Time), During Evil Queen | Regina Mills's First Dark Curse, Episode: s01e01 Pilot, Seeley Booth is Angel, Vampire Seeley Booth, Protective Angel, Protective Seeley Booth, Beauty and the Beast Elements, Inspired by Eros and Psyche (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), The Count of Monte Christo Elements, Secret Identity, Identity Reveal, Marriage, Not All Tags Apply to All Chapters, Tags Updated Every 5 Days Summary:

What it says on the tin. An advent calendar with one-shots from many different fandoms. Not all tags apply to all one-shots. Some of these are new, some never before published.

#medusa's Advent Calendar 2020 #vld #dragon age #game of thrones #lucifer #miraulous ladybug #the borgias #bones #once upon a time #torchwood #white collar #buffy the vampire slayer #angel

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doubleattitude · 3 years

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The Dance Awards, Orlando Florida 2021 Results

Best Dancer:

Mini Female

Top 20:

Kaylee Schwamb

Maya Steinfield

Georgia Beth Peters

Esme Chou

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Kensington Dressing

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Top 3:

2nd runner-up: Carrigan Paylor

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Mini Male

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Junior Female

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Junior Male

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Teen Female

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Teen Male

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Senior Female

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Senior Male

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Jaylin Sanders

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Christian Bottger

Brian Class

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Cameron Stedman

Evan Hamilton

Ta’Nario Riggins

Kahly McCurdy

Caden Thephavong

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Reginald Turner Jr

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Wesley Cloud

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Artem Tikhonenko

John Chappell

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2nd runner-up: Carter Williams

1st runner-up: Thiago Pacheco

Winner:

Jaxon Willard

Finals

High Scores by Age:

Cash Prizes:

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2nd: $100

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PeeWee Solo

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Mini Solo

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6th: Jazmin Covos-’The Air’

7th: Dylan Custudio-’Discerning’

7th: Bella Rey D’Armas-’Extraction’

7th: Alyson Merino-’Internal’

7th: Emily Core-’Without Limits’

8th: Savy Luetchtefeld-’Beautiful Thing’

8th: Ashley Otano-’Dark Matter’

8th: Raegan Hess-’Intertwined’

9th: Camryn Studebaker-’Everything Fades’

9th: Diana Kouznetsova-’Rainbow’

9th: Jasmine Pando-’Strains’

10th: Santiago Sosa-’Becoming’

10th: Baker Barboza-’Boots’

10th: Milly Berry-’My Big French Boyfriend’

10th: Melody Cocina-’On The Hour’

10th: Ruby Arnold-’Ruby Blue’

10th: Lily Hackney-’Static’

Junior Solo

1st: Gracyn French-’A Character of Quiet’

1st: Cameron Voorhees-’Unplug’

2nd: Kylee Casares-’Lonely’

2nd: Laci Stoico-’Mein Herr’

3rd: Giselle Gandarilla-’All Human Beings’

3rd: Aaliyah Dixon-’That’s Life’

4th: Maddie Ortega-’Summetime’

5th: Zachary Roy-’Higher Ground’

6th: Hayley Marshall-’Ink’

7th: Alexandra Perez-’Valentine’

8th: Caitie Polis-’Fallen Angel’

8th: Daniela SanGiacomo-’Restless’

8th: Shayla Blair-’The Thing’

9th: Angelina Elliott-’Out’

10th: Kamri Peterson-’Broken Mirrors’

10th: Lena Garcia-’Falling Away From the Surface’

Teen Solo

1st: Brady Farrar-’The Apology’

2nd: Sam Fine-’Obsession’

3rd: Georgia Greene-’Alpha and Omega’

3rd: Dyllan Blackburn-’Indian Summer’

4th: Avery Lau-’From the Ashes’

5th: Isabella Tagle-’100 Times’

5th: Destanye Diaz-’My Own’

6th: Xander Perone-’Elijah’

6th: Garris Munoz-’Enlightenment’

6th: Rachel Leon-’Just the Two of Us’

6th: Kaitlyn Esquivel-’The Curse’

6th: Isabella Weidmann-’Where They Lay’

7th: Iliana Victor-’Drawn to You’

7th: Jordan Lassiter-’Hometown Glory’

7th: Antonia Gonzalez-’Like the Wind’

7th: Sophie Gracie-’Lost’

7th: Ava Miller-’Tarnished’

8th: Kaitlyn Ortega-’Ain’t No Sunshine’

8th: Ava Carroll-’Are You Sure’

8th: Harlow Ganz-’Breaking the Surface’

9th: Edon Hartzy-’Claire De Lune’

9th: Sam Hardin-’Crunk Driving’

9th: Sarah Georgiana-’Heartstrings’

10th: Angel DiMartino Palladino-’Disable Blocker’

10th: Ellen Grace Olansen-’Ghost’

10th: Hadley Snell-’Like This’

10th: Isabella Warfield-’To Be Continued’

10th: Samuel Ek-’Uncovered’

Senior Solo

1st: Jaxon Willard-’Female Energy’

2nd: Caden Hunter-’I Am Not the One’

2nd: Kayla Mak-’Tuesday’

2nd: Gionna D’Alessandro-’Wish You Were Here’

3rd: Thiago Pacheco-’Strange’

4th: Carter Williams-’Change is Everything’

5th: Selena Hamilton-’Black Car’

5th: Wesley Cloud-’Black Lake’

5th: Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl-’Darkness’

5th: Sophie Tosh-’Lumina’

6th: Melina Dalton-’Errors’

7th: Jaylin Sander-’Extraterrestrial Movement’

8th: Caitlyn Knowles-’Exhibition’

9th: John Chappell-’Through the Fog’

10th: Gabriella Garavelo Bortoleto-’Kitri’

10th: Javon Hunter-’OMG’

10th: Emma Cook-’Out of Line’

10th: Elle Tosh-’Safe’

PeeWee Duo/Trio

1st: Dance Town-’3 Blessings’

2nd: Evolve Dance Complex-’Fly Me to the Moon’

3rd: New Level Dance Company-’I’ll Be There’

4th: Evolve Dance Complex-’Beats’

5th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No More I Love Yous’

Mini Duo/Trio

1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Yesterday’

2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Something’s Gotta Change’

3rd: Evolve Dance Complex-’Gallows’

4th: Evolve Dance Complex-’Lumineuse’

5th: Dance Town-’Cola’

5th: Project 21-’I Am the Cute One’

Junior Duo/Trio

1st: Evolve Dance Complex-’Exiles’

2nd: Dance Town-’The Boy and the Snake’

3rd: Project 21-’A Match Made In Heaven’

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’C’mon Talk’

4th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Size’

5th: Center Stage Dance Studio-’Arms Around You’

Teen Duo/Trio

1st: Stars Dance Studio-’Wake Me’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Home With You’

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Not That News’

3rd: Dance Town-’No Weapon Formed Against Me Will Prosper’

4th: Evolve Dance Complex-’Still Life’

5th: Artistic Edge Dance Center-’Cello Sonata’

Senior Duo/Trio

1st: Dance Town-’This Time is Real’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’To The Moon’

3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Le Plat Pays’

4th: South Tulsa Dance Co-’I’m Coming Home’

5th: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Be Still My Heart’

PeeWee Group

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Bird’

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Ooh La La’

2nd: New Level Dance Company-’I Need A Hero’

3rd: Dance Unlimited-’Fabulous’

4th: Dance Spectrum-’Mr. Sandman’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Shake Your Groove Thing’

Mini Group

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Impending Loss’

1st: Dance Town-’Together in Separation’

2nd: Evolve Dance Complex-’The Awakening’

2nd: Evolve Dance Complex-’Undertow’

3rd: True Dance and Company-’Doors are Closing’

4th: Project 21-’Fan Tan Fannie’

4th: True Dance and Company-’Fly’

4th: West Florida Dance Company-’Spice Girls’

5th: Dance Town-’Good Question’

Junior Group

1st: Project 21-’Stuff Like That There’

2nd: True Dance and Company-’Another Time’

3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Cello Suite’

3rd: True Dance and Company-’Solitude’

4th: Project 21-’No Fear But Anticipation’

4th: Dance Town-’No Journey’s End’

5th: True Dance and Company-’Eyes Closed and Moving Forward’

5th: Evolve Dance Complex-’New World’

Teen Group

1st: Project 21-’GirlsGirlsGirls’

2nd: South Tulsa Dance Co-’I Love Movies’

2nd: True Dance and Company-’In Memoriam’

2nd: Westchester Dance Academy-’Now You’re Out of Sight’

2nd: Dance Spectrum-’Seven’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Softly, Heavy’

2nd: Westchester Dance Academy-’The Mist’

3rd: companyONE-’Her Blues’

3rd: Evolve Dance Complex-’Lost’

4th: Dance Town-’My Hypergraphia is Exploitable’

5th: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Anything I Do’

5th: Evolve Dance Complex-’Debut’

5th: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Endless Falls’

Senior Group

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Fade’

1st: Vlad’s Dance Company-’Your Weight Is Not Mine to Carry’

2nd: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’I Feel Pretty Perplexed’

3rd: Dance Town-’Kiss’

4th: Westchester Dance Academy-’Against the Dying of the Light’

4th: Artistic Fusion Dance Academy-’React’

5th: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’WAIT’

PeeWee Line

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Dump Him’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Let’s Get Loud’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Mr Piano Man’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Reflections’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Rainbow Brite’

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Rose’

4th: The Southern Strutt-’ABC’

5th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Scooby Doo’

Mini Line

1st: Project 21-’Dive In the Pool’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Scrapers’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Fergalicious’

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I Work 2020′

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Uptown Girls’

4th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Moon’

5th: Studio 61 Dance Company-’I Don’t Speak French’

Junior Line

1st: Dance Town-’Create’

2nd: Dance Town-’Black Bird’

3rd: True Dance and Company-’Final Moments’

4th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Girls’

5th: Stars Dance Studio-’For All We Know’

Teen Line

1st: Project 21-’Post That’

1st: companyONE-’The Whole Truth’

2nd: companyONE-’City Limits’

2nd: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Get Up’

3rd: The Artist Project-’Wanted: Dead or Alive’

4th: Stars Dance Studio-’Through Our Strength’

5th: Dance Town-’305′

5th: Dance Town-’Lord Have Mercy’

5th: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Mack the Knife’

Senior Line

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’After Dark’

2nd: Dance Town-’Now What’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Deep Fried Flavor’

4th: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Maybe It’s Just Me’

5th: Stars Dance Studio-’Minus 61′

PeeWee Extended Line

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Flying Solo’

Mini Extended Line

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Wonderland’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Drumming’

3rd: Stars Dance Studio-’Dawn of Love’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Flykicks’

4th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Time’

5th: Dance Town-’Disco’

5th: The Southern Strutt-’Yacht Club Cuties’

Junior Extended Line

1st: Sheffield School of the Dance-’New York City’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’The Gospel Truth’

3rd: Dance Town-’Cats’

3rd: Sheffield School of the Dance-’The Beat Drop’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Foot On the Gas’

5th: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’My Dearest Friend’

Teen Extended Line

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Aquatic’

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’You’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Could Look Away’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Weightless’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Earthquake’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’The Wave’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’XR2′

4th: The Southern Strutt-’Pound Sterling’

5th: The Southern Strutt-’Beetlejuice’

5th: Dance Town-’Grown Woman’

Senior Extended Line

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Goliath’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Here Comes the Boom’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Kick It’

4th: Sheffield School of the Dance-’FUNK2K’

5th: Sheffield School of the Dance-’Symphony’

PeeWee Production

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Chewy Chewy’

Mini Production

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Swagger Jagger’

Junior Production

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Snitches and Rats’

Teen Production

1st: Dance Town-’Salsa’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Diamonds’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sexy Back’

3rd: Stars Dance Studio-’Papa Was A Rolling Stone’

4th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’For Dodo’

5th: The Southern Strutt-’Book of Love’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’Money’

Senior Production

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No Bystanders’

1st: Stars Dance Studio-’Catwalk’

2nd: Sheffield School of the Dance-’The Hollywood Wiz’

High Scores by Performance Division:

Cash Prizes:

1st: $200

2nd: $100

3rd: $50

PeeWee Jazz

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Ooh La La’

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Chewy Chewy’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Dump Him’

3rd: Dance Unlimited-’Fabulous’

4th: The Southern Strutt-’Rainbow Brite’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Shake Your Groove Thing’

PeeWee Hip-Hop

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Scooby Doo’

2nd: Dance Spectrum-’Juice Break’

PeeWee Tap

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Mr Piano Man’

2nd: Dance Spectrum-’Mr. Sandman’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’ABC’

PeeWee Contemporary

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Flying Solo’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Bird’

PeeWee Lyrical

1st: New Level Dance Company-’I Need A Hero’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Reflections’

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Rose’

4th: Studio Powers-’Big Love, Small Moments’

PeeWee Musical Theatre

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’New Girls In Town’

PeeWee Specialty

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Lets Get Loud’

PeeWee Acro

1st: Dance Spectrum-’Hot Hot Hot’

Mini Jazz

1st: Project 21-’Dive In the Pool’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’I Work 2020′

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Fergalicious’

3rd: Studio 61 Dance Company-’I Don’t Speak French’

4th: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Kiss, Kiss’

4th: The Southern Strutt-’Ponytail’

5th: True Dance and Company-’Business of Love’

Mini Ballet

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Concerto in E Major’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Spanish Flair’

Mini Hip-Hop

1st: Rhythm Dance Center-’Flykicks’

1st: West Florida Dance Company-’Spice Girls’

2nd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Back at It’

3rd: Studio 61 Dance Company-’C-Breezy’

4th: True Dance and Company-’Mint Chocolate Chip’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Jump’

Mini Tap

1st: West Florida Dance Company-’Do Your Thing’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Splash N Go’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’As Good As It Gets’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Jitterbug’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Love Shack’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’A Train’

5th: Xplosive Dance Academy-’This Will Be’

Mini Contemporary

1st: Dance Town-’Together in Separation’

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Impending Loss’

2nd: Evolve Dance Complex-’Undertow’

3rd: True Dance and Company-’Doors are Closing’

4th: Stars Dance Studio-’Dawn of Love’

5th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Time’

Mini Lyrical

1st: Evolve Dance Complex-’The Awakening’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Drumming’

3rd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’The Moon’

4th: True Dance and Company-’Fly’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’I Believe’

5th: Evolve Dance Complex-’Fly Me to the Moon’

5th: Westchester Dance Academy-’Fade to Silence’

Mini Musical Theatre

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Wonderland’

2nd: Project 21-’Fan Tan Fannie’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Yacht Club Cuties’

4th: Carolina Collective Dance-’Legally Blonde’

4th: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Don’t Rain on My Parade’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’Forget About the Boy’

Mini Ballroom

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Swagger Jagger’

2nd: Dance Town-’Cafe Latino’

3rd: Dance Town-’Ballroom Babies’

4th: Stars Dance Studio-’Let’s Do It!’

Mini Specialty

1st: Stars Dance Studio-’Scrapers’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Uptown Girls’

Mini Acro

1st: Evolution Dance Company-’Dream On’

2nd: Dance Spectrum-’Hoedown Throwdown’

Junior Jazz

1st: Project 21-’Stuff Like That There’

2nd: Dance Town-’Black Bird’

3rd: Sheffield School of the Dance-’New York City’

4th: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Replicas’

4th: The Southern Strutt-’This Place About to Blow’

5th: Project 21-’Proud Mary’

Junior Ballet

1st: Dance Town-’Waltz’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Waltz of the Hour’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Violin Fantastique’

4th: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Going to School’

5th: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Springtime Waltz’

Junior Hip-Hop

1st: Sheffield School of the Dance-’The Beat Drop’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Snitches and Rats’

2nd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Foot On the Gas’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Dirty South’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Walk it Out’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’Mr. Brown’

Junior Tap

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’My Dearest Friend’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Birds’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Sussudio’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Here Comes the Sun’

4th: True Dance and Company-’Art Official’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Crazy in Love’

Junior Contemporary

1st: Dance Town-’Create’

2nd: True Dance and Company-’Final Moments’

2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Cello Suite’

3rd: Project 21-’No Fear But Anticipation’

3rd: Dance Town-’No Journey’s End’

4th: Evolve Dance Complex-’New World’

4th: True Dance and Company-’Eyes Closed and Moving Forward’

5th: Evolve Dance Complex-’Better Days Ahead’

Junior Lyrical

1st: True Dance and Company-’Another Time’

2nd: True Dance and Company-’Solitude’

3rd: Stars Dance Studio-’For All We Know’

4th: The Southern Strutt-’I Will Leave the Light On’

5th: True Dance and Company-’Almost Heaven’

Junior Musical Theatre

1st: The Southern Strutt-’The Gospel Truth’

2nd: Dance Town-’Cats’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’First Day Frug’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Zero to Hero’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’Fish are Friends Not Food’

Junior Ballroom

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Girls’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Salome’

Junior Specialty

1st: Dance Town-’Life is a Tango’

2nd: West Florida Dance Company-’Rama’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Spa’

3rd: West Florida Dance Company-’Bamboo Banga’

Junior Acro

1st: Xplosive Dance Academy-’Nocturnus’

Junior Improv

1st: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Grey Achea (Shen)’

Teen Groups:

Teen Jazz

1st: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Anything I Do’

1st: Evolve Dance Complex-’Debut’

2nd: West Florida Dance Company-’Glass’

3rd: Middletown Dance Academy-’Make Your Body’

4th: Orlando International School of Dance-’Focus’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Delivered’

Teen Ballet

1st: Westchester Dance Academy-’The Mist’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Lost Light’

Teen Tap

1st: Dance Spectrum-’Seven’

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Softly, Heavy’

2nd: companyONE-’Her Blues’

3rd: Legacy Center for the Arts-’Ain’t No Mountain’

4th: West Florida Dance Company-’Sir Duke’

4th: Dance Spectrum-’Don’t Worry’

5th: True Dance and Company-’Requiem’

Teen Contemporary

1st: Project 21-’GirlsGirlsGirls’

2nd: South Tulsa Dance Co-’I Love Movies’

3rd: Evolve Dance Complex-’Lost’

4th: Dance Town-’My Hypergraphia is Exploitable’

5th: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Endless Falls’

Teen Lyrical

1st: True Dance and Company-’In Memoriam’

1st: Westchester Dance Academy-’Now You’re Out of Sight’

2nd: Thomas Dance Studio-’It’s Been A Year’

3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Then You Look At Me’

3rd: Orlando International School of Dance-’Grey’

4th: Patti Eisenhauer Dance Center-’The Face’

5th: Middletown Dance Academy-’Love Wins’

Teen Specialty

1st: Stars Dance Studio-’Carbon Cycle’

2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Highest Flood’

3rd: Orlando International School of Dance-’I Won’t Complain’

Teen Acro

1st: The WHEREHOUSE-’Lime in the Coconut’

Teen Line, Extended Line, Production:

Teen Jazz

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sexy Back’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’XR2′

2nd: Project 21-’Post That’

3rd: companyONE-’City Limits’

4th: Dance Town-’305′

5th: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Santa Maria’

5th: Stars Dance Studio-’One More Night’

Teen Ballet

1st: Dance Town-’Swan Lake’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sometimes When It Rains’

3rd: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Apres Minuit’

3rd: Dance Town-’Snowflakes’

4th: Sheffield School of the Dance-’Faust’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Bataille’

Teen Hip-Hop

1st: The Southern Strutt-’The Wave’

1st: Rhythm Dance Center-’Earthquake’

2nd: Studio 61 Dance Company-’Get Up’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’For Dodo’

3rd: The Artist Project-’Wanted: Dead or Alive’

4th: Dance Town-’Grown Woman’

5th: Dance Town-’Lord Have Mercy’

Teen Tap

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’House of Frug’

1st: Rhythm Dance Center-’Rock Your Body’

2nd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Hook’

3rd: Dance Spectrum-’Shining Star’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Gold Watch’

Teen Contemporary

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’You’

1st: Stars Dance Studio-’Papa Was A Rolling Stone’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Could Look Away’

2nd: Stars Dance Studio-’Weightless’

3rd: companyONE-’The Whole Truth’

4th: Stars Dance Studio-’Through Our Strength’

5th: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Still’

Teen Lyrical

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Aquatic’

2nd: The Southern Strutt-’Pound Sterling’

3rd: Westchester Dance Academy-’Things Left Behind’

4th: True Dance and Company-’Et Moi’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’Young & Beautiful’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’We Choose’

Teen Musical Theatre

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Beetlejuice’

2nd: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Mack the Knife’

3rd: companyONE-’Hot Honey Rag’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Groundhog Day’

5th: West Florida Dance Company-’Time Warp’

5th: Studio 61 Dance Company-’One’

Teen Ballroom

1st: Dance Town-’Salsa’

2nd: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Diamonds’

3rd: Stars Dance Studio-’After Hour’

Teen Specialty

1st: West Florida Dance Company-’Money’

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Book of Love’

2nd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Into the FUNknown’

3rd: Dance Town-’Paradise’

4th: Westchester Dance Academy-’DarkRoad’

5th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Born to be Alive’

Teen Acro

1st: Dance Spectrum-’I Just Wanna’

2nd: Studio Powers-’Area 51′

Senior Jazz

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Fade’

2nd: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’Maybe It’s Just Me’

3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Fade’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Kick It’

4th: Westchester Dance Academy-’Just What I Need’

5th: Dance Town-’I’ve Got You’

Senior Ballet

1st: Dance Town-’Stars and Stripes’

2nd: Sheffield School of the Dance-’Carmen’

3rd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Recomposed’

Senior Hip-Hop

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’No Bystanders’

2nd: Rhythm Dance Center-’Deep Fried Flavor’

3rd: The Southern Strutt-’Here Comes the Boom’

4th: The Artist Project-’Taking Over’

5th: Sheffield School of the Dance-’FUNK2K’

Senior Tap

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’I Feel Pretty Perplexed’

2nd: Rhythm Dance Center-’What A Girl Wants’

3rd: West Florida Dance Company-’Come Together’

4th: Rhythm Dance Center-’Layla’

Senior Contemporary

1st: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’After Dark’

2nd: Dance Town-’Now What’

3rd: Vlad’s Dance Company-’Your Weight Is Not Mine to Carry’

4th: Stars Dance Studio-’Catwalk’

5th: Artistic Fusion Dance Academy-’React’

Senior Lyrical

1st: Westchester Dance Academy-’Against the Dying of the Light’

2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’How Do I Live’

3rd: Stars Dance Studio-’First Encounter’

4th: West Florida Dance Company-’Sweet Dreams’

5th: Dance Spectrum-’Station’

Senior Musical Theatre

1st: Sheffield School of the Dance-’The Hollywood Wiz’

1st: The Southern Strutt-’Too Darn Hot’

Senior Ballroom

1st: Dance Town-’KISS’

Senior Specialty

1st: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Goliath’

2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Moonlight Presto’

3rd: Dance Town-’RUN’

4th: The Dancer’s EDGE-’Think About You’

4th: The Artist Project-’Curious Creatures’

5th: Westchester Dance Academy-’Ne Me Quitte Pas’

Best Performance by Age:

PeeWee

Winner:

The Southern Strutt-’Flying Solo’

Mini

Winner: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Swagger Jagger’

1st runner-up: The Southern Strutt-’Impending Loss’

2nd runner-up: Project 21-’Dive In the Pool’

3rd runner-up: Dance Town-’Together in Separation’

4th runner-up: Stars Dance Studio-’Scrapers’

Junior

Winner: Dance Town-’Create’

1st runner-up: Project 21-’Stuff Like That There’

2nd runner-up: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Cello Suite’

3rd runner-up: The Southern Strutt-’The Gospel Truth’

4th runner-up: True Dance and Company-’Another Time’

5th runner-up: Sheffield School of the Dance-’New York City’

Teen

Groups:

Winner: Project 21-’GirlsGirlsGirls’

1st runner-up: Westchester Dance Academy-’The Mist’

2nd runner-up: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Softly, Heavy’

3rd runner-up: True Dance and Company-’In Memoriam’

4th runner-up: South Tulsa Dance Co-’I Love Movies’

5th runner-up: Dance Spectrum-’Seven’

Line, Extended Line, Production:

Winner: Dance Town-’Salsa’

1st runner-up: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Diamonds’

2nd runner-up: Stars Dance Studio-’Papa Was A Rolling Stone’

3rd runner-up: companyONE-’The Whole Truth’

4th runner-up: Project 21-’Post That’

5th runner-up: Rhythm Dance Center-’Earthquake’

6th runner-up: The Southern Strutt-’XR2′

Senior

Winner: Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’After Dark’

1st runner-up: Dance Town-’Now What’

2nd runner-up: Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Goliath’

3rd runner-up: Vlad’s Dance Company-’Your Weight Is Not Mine to Carry’

4th runner-up: Stars Dance Studio-’Catwalk’

Best Performance by Style/Division:

Best Hip-Hop

Rhythm Dance Centre-’Earthquake’

The Southern Strutt-’The Wave’

Best Tap

Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’I Feel Pretty Perplexed’

Best Contemporary

Denise Wall’s Dance Energy-’After Dark’

Best Jazz

Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Sexy Back’

Best Ballroom

Dance Town-’Salsa’

Best Musical Theatre

The Southern Strutt-’Beetlejuice’

Best Ballet

Westchester Dance Academy-’The Mist’

Best Lyrical

Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Aquatic’

Best Specialty

Center Stage Performing Arts Studio-’Goliath’

Best Acro

Dance Spectrum-’I Just Wanna’

Special Awards:

Professionalism

Westchester Dance Academy

Best Production

Dance Town-’Salsa’

Outstanding Achievement:

Mini/Junior Choreography

Project 21-’Stuff Like That There’ (Molly Long’

Teen/Senior Choreography

Dance Town-’Salsa’ (Manny and Lory Castro)

Costume Design

Rhythm Dance Center-’Recomposed’

Mini Technical

The Southern Strutt-’Impending Loss’

Junior Technical

Dance Town-’Create’

Teen Technical

Stars Dance Studio-’Papa Was A Rolling Stone’

Senior Technical

Westchester Dance Academy-’Against the Dying of the Light’

Best in Studio ($3000 per style):

Best Hip-Hop

Rhythm Dance Center

Best Tap,

Denise Wall’s Dance Energy

Best Contemporary

Dance Town

Best Jazz

Project 21

Best Ballroom

Center Stage Performing Arts Studio

Best Musical Theatre

The Southern Strutt

Best Lyrical

Westchester Dance Academy

People’s Choice ($250)

Rhythm Dance Center-’Earthquake’

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