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mccallhero · 3 months
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belle french + saving killian from rumplestiltskin: 2x11 vs 4x12
requested by @stubblesandwich
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nerdy-girlramblings · 3 months
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Something I was thinking about the other day was the difference between Emma's title "The Savior" and her personality.
Hearing that someone is The Savior brings up an image and persona like Rumple's in the Wish Realm: someone in golden armor, on a white horse, who shows up at the right moment and saves people. They're driven by glory and don't always have a personal connection with the people they save.
Emma's not like that.
She's motivated by her love for her friends and family, she doubts herself and her abilities, and she's gritty and brutal. She will literally go to hell and back for someone. She's willing to sacrifice herself for her loved ones and that's what makes her The Savior: her heart and determination out of love not glory.
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Ouat screenshots as tweets
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I love that snow and david are older than emma for once.
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😭😭😭😭 neal
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Grumpy is just an announcer at this point.
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This one is backwards but it's okay.
Love deranged rumple here.
Reminds me of the scene in V for Vandetta
Evie? E. V. of course you are.
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likehandlingroses · 8 months
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Sorry sorry sorry it’s still absolutely wilddddd to me that Gideon and Baelfire don’t make the cut for the finale of the SHOW where their father DIES
You could actually do something with that emotionally and thematically—and I would argue with especially Baelfire it’s kind of critical that you DO—as opposed to like half of the actual cameos they did include
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jackiequick · 1 year
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Once Upon A Time OC ✨
Royal Return —> Cadence Nolan 🎯
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Full Name (given by the royals & Rumpelstiltskin) : Princess Mi Amore Cadenza aka Cadence Nolan
Cursed names: Skylar Lane, Annie Marley Danvers
Nicknames: Cadence, Cadie or Cady, Denza, Sunburst, Princess, The Littlest Charming, Princess Charming
Height: 5’6
Birthplace: The Enchanted Forest
Family: Her parents and one of her brothers are dead. Her big brother Prince Charming, David Nolan is alive. And so is everyone else is alive.
Seasons: 1-7
Face Claim: Melissa Benoist
Half of the Family Tree —> Her brother David, sister in law Snow, niece & nephew Emma & Neal. Her grandson Henry and sister/half mother in law Regina. (This family is a complex one ngl but theses are the main ones)
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Friends: Ruby, Regina, Rumple, Hook, Jefferson and others she meets along the way. Of course, you also the The Dwarfs aka Grumpy and his family of brothers.
Romance: Ex-boyfriend, Rider. Other than that currently single and ready to mingle.
The titles she takes on: Princess, Farmer, Knight, Retriever and on occasion, Pirate.
Her most notable title is: Princess & The Pea, it’s why she can be so annoyed and stuffy sometimes. Also it’s why she tends to challenge people on deals and play on both side of an agreement. Never judge a person by their momentary appearance.
Relations: She works for Rumple and Evil Queen, search & retrieving items for them for a good price in return. Pretending to be a princess and warriors for the royal family she placed into with her older brother David.
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When Cadence became a princess due to the deal with Rumple, she never thought it would somewhat boring. Sit still, look pretty and pretend to be romanticized with the other royals of the kingdom, she wanted to know more than just stay in the castle walls. Which lead her to find Rumple and challenge him a deal for a high rank, he didn’t need a maiden of any sort, due to him already having Belle, but he did need someone to search the forests and retrieve items for him.
And Cadence agreed shortly after. Two days later she returned with a mirror ball from Wonderland and Rumple was more than impressed. The man was happy and knew she will be a very helpful asset. His Royal Retriever he liked to call her.
Eventually he started to work with her, giving her a special necklace and bracelet for she can always find her way back. Her dresses were more practical clothes on occasion for being on the field.
She met more than a few people on her travels and one of them being Snow White. In which a week later, Bandit Snow White met her brother Prince Charming.
—> Snow nickname her Cadie, short for Cadence. Even called her princess a few times. Little did they know they would be family soon enough..
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Time after during the curse came, it was pure chaos and she fought alongside her brother, making sure Emma ended up in the wardrobe safely.
Cadence held Emma in her arms and placed the necklace comfortably around her.
David gasped, “Cadie, that’s your necklace you need it. That how you get around the realms.”
“Emma needs it more than I do. Find her way home.” She repiled placing the baby in the wardrobe with a smile.
David placed a sad smile and kisses his daughter forehead whispering a few words closing the doors.
Both siblings told side by side fighting the guards, sadly they got hurt. Charming more than Cadenza…
Regina arrived with a crazy look on her face as her spell brought everyone to Storybrooke..
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In Storybrooke, she was cursed to be a women named Skylar Lane. One of the bakers of the town, always bringing sweet treats and flowers to the people of Storybrooke. Especially to Mr. Gold and Mayor Mills on a daily basis.
She knocked on the door, “Afternoon, Regina.”
She opened the door kindly, “Good afternoon, Skylar.”
She noticed the look on her face and asked if she was okay. Regina explained that Henry was gone, she reassured her that afternoon that he will show up soon. She was dragged to the Police Station by the Mayor to see the cops know where he is.
That’s where she met Emma Swan, trying to help them find Henry with her best friend, Mary Margaret advice. To say Regina was pissed off was a understatement, she just wanted her son and ready to lock anyone up if it meant she can get the job done quicker. Skylar had to be the voice of reason for both sides, telling Regina to stay home while Emma went looking for Henry.
Skylar went to visit a coma patient at Storybrooke Hospital under the name, John Doe, she visited the man very week talking to him, bringing flowers and sweets in hope he would wake up. She felt connected to him, like they were friends or something stronger. Little did she know that’s her big brother (Henry would tell her that tale later). She would play with her bracelet as she spoke and would always leave giving the man a gentle squeeze on his shoulder. But he never woke up..
—> Emma stayed in town, of course. She was glad, especially when the blonde moved in with Mary Margaret because that mean Skylar got to see both women on a daily basis after catching up with Ruby at the Dinner. She became friends with Emma Swan, sharing stores, drinking together and giving each other advice. Skylar always tended to help Emma on cases around town such as the Mary Margaret arrest, Ashley’s situation with Mr. Gold, The issue with John Doe, and so much more.
Stranger things kept happening in the town involving everyone who lived there. Skylar even felt it too, especially when her ex-boyfriend who mothers hated her kept showing up to try and win her back, she stupidly said yes to a date and her ex-boyfriend trying to even kidnap her. Emma saved the day of course.
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With everything that happened, Skylar felt odd. The shift in the air felt stronger than ever, she picked up on the little things. Words, phases and movements in the town. Especially after hearing Henry Mills talk to her about being a character in his storybook…
Her curiosity was brought to light when she delivered Emma her favorite type of donut to the station, noticing the necklace. Emma shrugged saying the necklace was something she had since she was a baby, however the clasp in the back got weak.
Skylar suggested that she’ll take it to the jeweler, her jeweler being Mr. Gold, for a retighten. Emma heisted for a moment but agreed wanting it back by sundown, at least.
She agreed taking the necklace off her hands noticing the fine details. The rich vintage gold details, the engraved chested green and white diamonds shaped into swirling around one around like a flower shinning around daylight. It reminded Skylar on her very own bracelet, lost in pieces at home. She stepped into Mr. Gold’s shop with a smile.
He was waiting for her, patient for her loyal curious self to walk in. Mr. Gold has been awake from a while now and waiting for her to be. The more people awaken from the curse and not down for the count, the better.
“What can I do for you today, Ms. Lane?” He asked, noticing the necklace and bracelet in her hands with a smile.
“Ms. Swan needs the clasp in the back of her necklace tighten.” She replies simply, handing it to him to examine.
“Ah, I see. And why not take it somewhere else?”
“Because I know you can do the job better and give it a fine cleaning.”
He noticed the look in her eye, something he’s been noticing rather recently ever since her kidnapping. She tried to hide it, most of the time she could cover up the look on her face but like Charming, David Nolan, she couldn’t.
She sighed, “Miss Swan says that this necklace belong to her, saying that she assumed her parents gave it to her before she was given up..”
“And?” He asked hoping that the real women behind that curse persona would shine though and speak up.
“I have a bracelet that is oddly similar at home..what if..what if, they’re a match? Same jeweler or something. Ever since Emma came, in felt drawn to her..”
“Like love of some kind?”
“No love, like I know her. Her and Mary Margaret act the same way..can you look into it?”
“I need the whole necklace and bracelet to do so.”
She smiled, running off to her small apartment complex searching for the broken bracelet. It was always a rather shatter piece of jewelry, she brought for half price years ago. The green diamonds were missing but the white stayed the same, never fallen off. Skylar return the piece to Mr. Gold and went to continue her day at the diner, working alongside Ruby and being dragged on a case with Emma.
It was a long day, Skylar couldn’t be more tired and out of breath from everything, however she promised Emma that necklace to be returned safely and surely to the loft. Mr. Gold smiled when she walked in, he’s been working on the necklace and bracelet all day. They were freshly tighten, cleaned and the diamonds were engraved the way they should be.
“Y-you fixed them?” She said in awe, gently holding them in her grasp.
“Try them on.” He replies with a smile, standing behind the counter.
“Alright.”
She placed the bracelet swiftly on her wrist as if it shined, feeling a awing source within her and chuckled. Mr. Gold told her again, wear the bracelet and necklace. She hesitated since it doesn’t belong to her, it never has, but she did it anyway. It couldn’t hurt right? It’s just a necklace.
The second Skylar placed the necklace firming on her neck, having the diamonds facing the correct direction and such. She ran her fingers across the jewelry smiling and turned away thanking Mr. Gold about to walk out when she paused. She gasped harshly, a sharp wave of memories and emotions washed over from the moment she was recruited to be a princess to the day she put Emma in the wardrobe.
Skylar blinked tempering with the new found information and looked over her shoulder to see Mr. Gold leaning against the counter with a soft smile.
“Is something wrong, my dear Mi Amore?” He asked as his smile grew seeing the look in her eyes.
It took her a moment to speak until she said, “Nothing Rumple, I think we need to talk.”
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ctarchangel542 · 11 months
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You see that smirk she loves showing off for Daddy
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martianbugsbunny · 1 year
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Rogers and Weaver would so get on Emma and Hook’s nerves. I mean, 1) it would be hilarious to see Hook’s face when he realized that a version of him married Rumple, that mental image waters my crops (but doesn’t overwater them) and curates my garden
And 2) Rogers and Weaver are probably the single most annoying pair of detectives to have running around any district you’re supposed to be sheriffing. Intentional lack of communication, air of shadiness, and I just know it would drive Emma crazy that they’re actually pretty good at being detectives. Maybe the Killians would have competitions to see who could solve the most cases in a month, but Emma wouldn’t be able to stand when Weaver solved a case she couldn’t.
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Clara's illustrator, Rumple, has expressed a desire to redesign her with a more Mediterranean influence instead of her original solely European influence, so Bruno and Clara could separately represent European Spanish and Mediterranean Spanish culture. This redesign does not currently appear to be completed or published online.
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(source: mozaikrol on Twitter)
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nerdy-girlramblings · 7 months
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Ouattober Day 20 Prompt: Father
Rumple
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David
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Neal
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Wish Hook
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piraterefrigerator · 1 year
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Wow I was like "Tbh Weaver and Rogers would be cute, the asshole buddy cop complex is fun" and now I am completely on that bandwagon
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blairwld · 8 months
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who ever thought of this transition was evil
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couragehopelovefaith · 2 months
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The OUAT Cast - Knowing What I Know Now The moment when this song fits OUAT better than the movie it’s actually from (Regina would also be a suitable villain for this song, but that’s the story for another day)... thanks, CaptainSwanHook, for showing it in such a great way.
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So perhaps I should help the family I do have here.
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😭😭😭😭😭😭 it's belle.
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He won't let that happen.
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That's not grampy rumple henry you better watch it.
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Sticky wicket.
YOU DO THAT AND YOU'LL NEVER SEE YOUR PRECIOUS BELLE AGAIN.
IF THAT MEANS RIDDING THE WORLD OF YOU THAT'S A RISK IM WILLING TO TAKE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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I'm gonna make sure you never see her again.
CMON MAN!
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
No matter what I do I can never find my way back to you.
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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No more rumple?
😭😭😭😭😭😭
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worstsequence · 9 months
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it might be because i spent a 2 year and a 4 year block of time in bed. but beds are not even comfortable pillows are not even comfortable its impossible to relax and unwind in a bed. call me princess anthepy
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inkskinned · 7 months
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it's hard to explain because inevitably you sound like an asshole, but some people are allowed to lose their temper, lose their mind - you're not, though.
when your friend never texts you first and misses your birthday and never makes an effort; you don't mind. you know she's struggling, and you want her to get the help that she deserves. you give her every excuse and every chance.
it shouldn't matter to you so much that people are always coming through for her. you want her to be happy, you love it for her. you love that her community rises up to the occasion. why does it bother you that when she snaps at someone, says horrible mean things - but two hours later, everyone is comforting her while she's crying. you know she's stressed. why do you kind of hate that she is welcomed back to her job, that her parents are endlessly wiring her money.
and you're - fuck, are you envious?
but when you don't text back, someone sits you down and says i know you're struggling, but you're being a bad friend. when you're too numb to show up for work, your boss just shakes his head. i'm sorry. i can't approve more time off. we have the company to protect. when you finally snap back at your family for making that shitty comment again, you're forced to apologize for being too sensitive.
god forbid you need something. people aren't used to you being the one asking. you're the giver like the book you hated; your pages all open and rumpled. you always have the answer, always have the solution. you are reliable, trustworthy. people like you don't struggle with things. you're supposed to be lifted by tragedy. you are given a maximum of 24 hours to grieve, and then you need to just behave at the party.
you can't read the giving tree without feeling like crying, and even that feels like it's too much emotion. like, nobody looks at you and assumes you're the tree; they'd name five other people before even considering you in the running. you're just there, never-asking.
your friend gets to say mean shit, that's just her personality. when you make a snide comment, you're just being petty. people laugh when your friend stands you up for another event; they say she's just like that. you were 5 minutes late to a meeting with friends and they were mad about it for the rest of the evening. your friend sets everything on fire; everyone applauds her through the ashes. you so much as light a candle: and suddenly now you're an arsonist.
you don't want your friend to suffer, though. the thing is that you just wish that the empathy and kindness your friend gets - you wish you had that option, that everyone offered you grace and money and a gentle reception.
the other day you were fighting down the bad urge; the void call, the end note. you tried-anyway. you went to the family event, tried laughing at the right moments. nodded and smiled and all of it. one of your siblings threw a fit, but she's allowed to, so everyone just rolled their eyes about it. you took 3 whole minutes to stand outside when you got overwhelmed. you literally set a timer about it.
in the morning you woke up to a text from your parents: you were a complete disgrace last night. idk what your attitude problem is, but you really need to fix it.
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