My Papa Thinks You’re Pretty » Jefferson
Pairings: Jefferson x Teacher!Reader with Grace
Summary: Graces gets her dad (Jefferson) a date with her teacher (the reader).
Warnings: Fluff, language, nothing but cuteness
Written on my phone so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos.
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
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“Have a great weekend, everyone!” You say to the class.
Everyone shuffled out of the classroom as you packed up.
“Papa!” Grace says, running up to Jefferson.
“Hey sweetheart! How was school?” Jefferson asks, hugging her.
“Great! You have to say hi to Miss. Y/L/N!” She says excitedly.
“Grace, I don’t think—” He was interrupted by Grace.
“There she is!” She pointed at you. “Miss. Y/L/N!” Grace shouts.
You looked at her and smiled, walking towards her and Jefferson.
“Do you need something, Grace?” You asked, looking down at her.
“No. My papa wanted to say hi!” She smiles.
Jefferson smiles and started blushing uncontrollably.
“Hi, Mr. Hatter.” You say with a smile, holding your hand out for him to shake.
“Call me Jefferson.” He shakes your hand. “How’s Grace doing in your class?” He asks.
“Amazing. She one of my star students and my favorite.” You say, smiling down at Grace.
“That’s great.” He smiles.
You three stood in silence for a moment until Grace broke the silence.
“My papa thinks you’re pretty.” Grace says.
Jefferson’s eyes widened and his cheeks turned red in embarrassment. You smiled and blushed.
“Your papa is handsome.” You tell her.
“You two should go on a date sometime.” She suggests.
“Grace, she’s probably busy.” Jefferson says.
“I’m free tomorrow night.” You smiled. “Pick me up at 7pm.” You say.
“Sounds good to me. I’ll see you then.” He smiles.
“It was wonderful talking to you guys, but I have to go home and grade papers. I’ll see you Monday, Grace and I’ll see you tomorrow night, Jefferson.” You say with a smile.
Jefferson smiles and nods as you walked away.
“Remind me to thank you tomorrow.” Jefferson says to Grace.
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-Bucky’s Doll
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Henry Mills x reader
Summary: You and Henry find which fairy tale character you are, and try to convince that fairy tales are real and Happily Ever Afters do exist.
You and Henry are currently in the library. “Y/N I think I finally figured out who you are!” Henry exclaimed. You stare at him, gawking really, and ask him, “who?”
“I believe that you are The Huntress, she helped Hercules in his Twelve Labor’s, was known to wield a dagger, legend says her mother is Belle from Beauty and the Beast, and her father was Rumpelstiltskin!” Henry explained to his best friend. “Okay, that makes sense, but my mother and father, if you haven’t realized, don’t have the greatest relationship, and my fathers name is Mr.Gold, never once been said as Rumplestiltskin,” Y/N rebuttals.
“I know, but you have to trust me on this, your my best friend, and I also know my mom’s and everyone in this town are fairy tale characters. Please, just trust me,” Henry pleads. Y/N looks around the library and sighs. “Okay, I believe you. Meet at the docks tomorrow at 10:00 a.m. sharp, it’s getting late and I need to help my dad with the shop.” Y/N kisses Henry’s cheek at goes home.
~at Mr. Golds pawn shop~
“Dad!” Y/N exclaims, “I’m here.” Mr. Gold comes out from under the desk and said, “Ah, Y/N there you are, come help me with this.” Y/N moves to the desk and helps him with a package and asks if she could help with anything. “No, thank you though. But, how about you go get dinner started I’ll be in there in half an hour, after I close up shop,” Gold says to his pride and joy, his daughter.
“Okay, dad,” but Y/N hesitates to go up the stair case to there apartment and asks, “do you think magic and fairy tales exist?” Gold looks at his daughter and chuckles, “I think somewhere, somehow there is magic and a fairy world. Maybe, just maybe we are all fairy tale characters. But that’s just a thought, now go up stairs.” Y/N sighs and says, “okay.” Little did Y/N know her dad was keeping something from her that him and only one other person knew of…
To be continued…
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PRICE OF LOVE | JEFFERSON
Summary: Imagine being Jefferson's wife and working in a little tea shop in Storybrooke during the curse that Jefferson visits every day because he wants to see you.
There you were again. Smiling at customers, making small talk and looking as beautiful as ever. Jefferson swallowed, before forcing a small smile on his face and walked to the counter. You turned around to see him and your smile just grew wider.
"Hi Mr. Jefferson! Your usual?"
Jefferson nodded. "Yes please."
You turned around again to brew his tea, and just like yesterday, and the day before that, and that, and that, he felt a sting in his heart. You had been in love back in the Enchanted Forest, you were his wife, but now you didn't even remember him. The pain was unbearable. He wanted to say something, anything which could make you remember, but nothing came out of his mouth. Anything he would say would just push you away because you'd think he's gone bonkers. Mad as a hatter. So all he could do was stare into your beautiful eyes and think about how much he loved you, how trapped he was with all the memories of you, him and Grace, living happily in the Enchanted Forest. How you'd always come by his bed to serve him his morning tea and you'd always kiss him before he'd take the cup. Your smile made his day before he even got out of the bed, you had been so happy.
"Here's your tea," you snapped him out of his thoughts as you pushed a cup in front of him. "That makes-"
Jefferson nodded before you even finished, forcing a smile on his face again and handed you fifty dollars. "You don't have to say the price, I will always tip my favorite tea shop keeper who makes the best tea."
"You're always so kind, Mr. Jefferson," you said with another small smile and put the money into the counter. "I don't know what did I do to deserve such kindness."
He smiled at you a little wider. "You have done nothing in particular, really. Just being yourself."
You smiled at that, looking downwards, clearly flustered by his words. Then the bell rang as the door opened, and Jefferson glanced over his shoulder, seeing Regina and his smile immediately faltered. She came inside and stood beside him, smiling at you with feigned sweetness.
"I'd like some tea on the go," she said and you nodded.
"Of course, Madam Mayor. What kind of tea would you like?" you asked, gesturing towards the menu above you.
"A large chai latte," Regina told you without even looking at the menu. "And make sure it's extra hot."
"Of course," you said and made her drink, pushing it towards her. "That makes two fifty."
Regina dug her purse for a moment before giving you a few coins. Then she turned towards Jefferson. "You, with me."
Jefferson clenched his jaw, but complied, following Regina out. They walked for a little bit, before he scoffed.
"I didn't know you like chai latte, Mrs. Mayor. Pitch black tea fits more of your style."
"And I didn't know I gave you a permission to seduce her," Regina sighed. "She has a new life now, Jefferson. You have to stay out of it, or something bad might happen."
Jefferson didn't reply to that, knowing that arguing about it wouldn't change anything. He just kept quiet and followed Regina until he could turn towards his mansion. But despite Regina's warning, he knew that he'd be in your shop again tomorrow. He just had to see you, he had to see you smile, to know you're alright. He wanted to keep making you smile with his words - maybe you'd even fall in love with him again.
He knew it all was wishful thinking, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful about it every time he saw you. Maybe it was stupid, but it kept him sane around this madness…
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