Posted on

FIC : Teenage … Dream? (Ch. 5 – OUAT – Emma/Regina)

dollsome-does-tumblr:

Teenage … Dream? – Once Upon A Time ; Emma/Regina ; 12,000 words. Marian’s return means splitsville for Regina and Robin, and Emma is determined to cheer Regina up—even if it means working a little magic. But when she accidentally awakens Regina’s inner teenager, life gets weird. Well. Weirder than usual.

Read Chapter 5, the final installment, here: [AO3]

Hook gives her a slight wistful smile. “I always felt there was something holding you back. I just assumed it was that you didn’t want to get mixed up with a scoundrel like yours truly.”

“Well, you are kind of a scoundrel,” Emma says fairly. “Not to mention super annoying.” She throws in a smile to show she’s teasing.

Hook scowls at her good-naturedly. “Turns out,” he adds, nudging her, “you were already spoken for. Which became very easy to see when we got together and all you wanted to do was talk about Regina’s broken heart.”

“Whoops,” Emma says meekly.

It’s not the worst breakup she’s ever had. She’s not in prison and he’s not a monkey, so all in all, Emma figures, things end on pretty good terms.

Except for the part where, just before they go their separate ways, Hook says, “Now run off to the wife and make things right.”

Emma makes a face at him. “She’s not my wife.”

Hook gives her a doubtful look.

“… is she?” Emma asks. The words come out as sort of a wail by accident.

“She’s your wife, Swan,” Hook says sagely. “Get used to it.”

Posted on

FIC : Teenage … Dream? (Ch. 5 – OUAT – Emma/Regina)

dollsome-does-tumblr:

Teenage … Dream? – Once Upon A Time ; Emma/Regina ; 12,000 words. Marian’s return means splitsville for Regina and Robin, and Emma is determined to cheer Regina up—even if it means working a little magic. But when she accidentally awakens Regina’s inner teenager, life gets weird. Well. Weirder than usual.

Read Chapter 5, the final installment, here: [AO3]

Hook gives her a slight wistful smile. “I always felt there was something holding you back. I just assumed it was that you didn’t want to get mixed up with a scoundrel like yours truly.”

“Well, you are kind of a scoundrel,” Emma says fairly. “Not to mention super annoying.” She throws in a smile to show she’s teasing.

Hook scowls at her good-naturedly. “Turns out,” he adds, nudging her, “you were already spoken for. Which became very easy to see when we got together and all you wanted to do was talk about Regina’s broken heart.”

“Whoops,” Emma says meekly.

It’s not the worst breakup she’s ever had. She’s not in prison and he’s not a monkey, so all in all, Emma figures, things end on pretty good terms.

Except for the part where, just before they go their separate ways, Hook says, “Now run off to the wife and make things right.”

Emma makes a face at him. “She’s not my wife.”

Hook gives her a doubtful look.

“… is she?” Emma asks. The words come out as sort of a wail by accident.

“She’s your wife, Swan,” Hook says sagely. “Get used to it.”

Posted on

netgirl-y2k:

booasaur replied to your post “Can I interest anyone in a femslash ficlet? It occurs to me that as…”

I don’t know how exactly this works so I may be doing this entirely incorrectly, but… Gwen/Morgana: Morgana has no magic, but Gwen’s manifests soon after Merlin shows up?

When Gwen first came to understand that she had magic, that she herself was the cause of many of the odd events that happened around the castle, she did what any sensible subject of King Uther’s would do: she quietly, sensibly, and understatedly had a complete hysterical panic attack.

And then she got over it.

Read More

Posted on

netgirl-y2k:

booasaur replied to your post “Can I interest anyone in a femslash ficlet? It occurs to me that as…”

I don’t know how exactly this works so I may be doing this entirely incorrectly, but… Gwen/Morgana: Morgana has no magic, but Gwen’s manifests soon after Merlin shows up?

When Gwen first came to understand that she had magic, that she herself was the cause of many of the odd events that happened around the castle, she did what any sensible subject of King Uther’s would do: she quietly, sensibly, and understatedly had a complete hysterical panic attack.

And then she got over it.

Read More

Posted on

fic: (you are) the girl that i’ve been dreaming of (faking it | amy/karma)

dollsome-does-tumblr:

(you are) the girl that i’ve been dreaming of – Faking It ; Amy/Karma ; 1,500 words. In which Karma is acting weird, and Amy realizes why.

Read it: [LJ] or [AO3]

“You smell, like, really good today,” Karma says.

They’re snuggled up on Amy’s bed getting ready for a Don’t Trust The B In Apartment 23 Netflix marathon. It’s the sort of thing that couldn’t have happened six months ago, when everything was awful and they tiptoed around each other like strangers and Amy spent all of her time listening to Bon Iver and wanting to forget her whole life. Then one day, Karma finally lost it and shouted, ‘Look, we both screwed up, and we both screwed Liam Booker, but I will actually die if we’re not best friends anymore, so fuck this awkward bullshit! Fuck it right in its dumb face!’ Amy’s mom came in during that last part, which wasn’t stellar, but ever since then it’s been better.

So now, it feels pretty much normal to be like this—curled up together having sleepover number seven billion.

(The fact that Karma’s wearing a cutesy little pink nightgown instead of a tanktop and sweats is a little weird, but whatever. Karma’s figuring herself out. If that means sleeping like I Dream of Jeannie, go for it.)

Amy will always feel all warm and fuzzy and hearts-in-her-eyes over Karma, at least in some corner of her heart, but it’s time to put that heart corner to rest. Move on. Karma even offered to help her with her online dating profile. Maybe now Amy will actually be able to take a profile picture that doesn’t make her look weirdly like Andy Samberg in a wig.

So instead of reading like twelve different hopeful meanings into what Karma said, Amy just replies, “Oh, the power of daily showering” and shoves a handful of popcorn into her mouth.

Posted on

fic: (you are) the girl that i’ve been dreaming of (faking it | amy/karma)

dollsome-does-tumblr:

(you are) the girl that i’ve been dreaming of – Faking It ; Amy/Karma ; 1,500 words. In which Karma is acting weird, and Amy realizes why.

Read it: [LJ] or [AO3]

“You smell, like, really good today,” Karma says.

They’re snuggled up on Amy’s bed getting ready for a Don’t Trust The B In Apartment 23 Netflix marathon. It’s the sort of thing that couldn’t have happened six months ago, when everything was awful and they tiptoed around each other like strangers and Amy spent all of her time listening to Bon Iver and wanting to forget her whole life. Then one day, Karma finally lost it and shouted, ‘Look, we both screwed up, and we both screwed Liam Booker, but I will actually die if we’re not best friends anymore, so fuck this awkward bullshit! Fuck it right in its dumb face!’ Amy’s mom came in during that last part, which wasn’t stellar, but ever since then it’s been better.

So now, it feels pretty much normal to be like this—curled up together having sleepover number seven billion.

(The fact that Karma’s wearing a cutesy little pink nightgown instead of a tanktop and sweats is a little weird, but whatever. Karma’s figuring herself out. If that means sleeping like I Dream of Jeannie, go for it.)

Amy will always feel all warm and fuzzy and hearts-in-her-eyes over Karma, at least in some corner of her heart, but it’s time to put that heart corner to rest. Move on. Karma even offered to help her with her online dating profile. Maybe now Amy will actually be able to take a profile picture that doesn’t make her look weirdly like Andy Samberg in a wig.

So instead of reading like twelve different hopeful meanings into what Karma said, Amy just replies, “Oh, the power of daily showering” and shoves a handful of popcorn into her mouth.