#blithescribbler

[madamxmayor]

Tink isn’t sure where all this kindness (?) is coming from. Their shared history suggested that they both would be at odds with one another but here is Regina trying to get Tink out of the dark whole she had dug herself into.

They say grief is a powerful drug that causes you to crave negativity to run through your veins. She never really believed that, all because of the fairy in her but loosing love, searching for vengeance had prompted the former fairy to find some sort of relief that would make her ex-vocation ashamed of her.

So when her eyes met Regina’s, eyes that knew exactly what all that pain and suffering meant more than anyone, the blonde slumps and gives out a defeated sigh. “Sometimes I don’t understand you, Regina.” The former fairy expressed, arms coming to cross upon her chest. Her heart rate is slowly rising, and she doesn’t know the cause of it. Maybe because since Lyra, no one else has cared for her. Or maybe, just maybe, she is ready to expressed all that darkness that has been lodged within her chest since Lyra’s death. Regardless, Tinkrbell is having one of those existential moments where her movements are solely dictated by what’s in her heart and not by what her brain deems right.

sometimes, regina mused. she’d argue a lot of the time. but tinkerbell had gotten the whole spiel about robin and her semi-right back when, which wasn’t a memory she particularly wanted to rehash. “well, luckily for the both of us, you don’t have to,” she sighed impatiently, quickly growing frustrated with the blonde’s inaction. “now, i’m not going to repeat myself. are you coming with me or will i have to force you?” so what if her default modus operandi included being vaguely threatening? trying to be better wasn’t suddenly going to turn her into snow white 2.0. ...though chances were it wasn’t going to make tinkerbell any more compliant either.

“come with me,” she tried again, softer this time, offering her hand to the ex-fairy. the look in her eyes was one regina was all too familiar with and she wasn’t about to leave her alone in this state. least of all in rabbit hole of all places; where the next back alley was closer than the nearest halfway sanitary restroom. “if you want a drink, my liquor cabinet is full. if you wanna talk, i’ll listen. if you don’t, then that’s fine too.” and dear god, was she starting to sound like emma and the un-charmings but there was still time to resent them come morning. // @blithescribbler​ || cont. from x

[carrisimaavis]

@blithescribbler‘s Emma said: ❝It may look like I’m having deep thoughts, but really, I’m just thinking about what to eat next.❞

Though unsure as to what prompted that statement from the blonde, Wendy took it in stride, adding a note in the row designated for the woman across the table and a few seats away. People watching always helped when she needed to make her characters more... Dynamic, she supposed. Flat characters were oh-so boring, but they were easy to create. Must be why she’s begun to refer to them as stock, though the term shot guilt down her spine.

Funnily enough, Los Angeles had more stock characters than main ones if her people watching notes were anything to go by. For the city where aspiring talents flocked to become stars, it didn’t give too many individuals. No wonder only a handful of those talents went on to succeed; they lacked the individuality as a person—though it may be too cruel for her to say so. Why else would she refuse to jot that down in her notebook?

❝Food can cause deep thoughts, you know,❞ she said, setting the pen between the pages of her notebook. ❝Especially if you’re someone who appreciates it, like a chef or a foodie.❞ Chances are, the woman is the latter, though first impressions could be wrong.

[universeofmuses]

“ i was so worried— i thought i’d lose you. ” ( Sarah to Rabb)

Harm was no stranger to danger, being a naval aviator and of course, the number of cases he had worked that resulted in him almost dying had made him a bit of an expert when it comes to these sorts of things. Though this was the first time that he had been in such a situation since he and Sarah were together now. 

Sure he had a few close calls and he was bruised and bloody in a few places but he wasn't worse for wear. He smiled as he saw Sarah and the concern on her face, “Are you kidding, you're not gonna get rid of me that easily.” he said playfully to her as he tried to suppress a groan that wanted to escape his throat, at the moment a nice hot bath and a glass of wine sounded amazing to him. Harm gently and gingerly wrapped his arms around and enveloped her in a loving embrace.  “I’m ok I promise, I’m not going anywhere. ” he said gently to her dropping all of his bravado and now talking straight to her, Harm knew Sarah well enough to know that especially now and especially about his wellbeing that she wasn't one for jokes or quips. “Lets go home.” he said gently to her ready to get out of JAG and home so his personal nurse can look after him. 

[asynjja]

                    𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄  𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐖𝐇𝐎  𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒,  𝐀𝐓  𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘,  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐈𝐓  𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐁𝐄  𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄.  But  whatever  trust  she  has  in  the  mockingbird  and  whatever  friendship  she  assumes  could  prosper  from  it,  it  isn’t  enough.  Attention  is  brought  back  to  the  bandages  around  her  ribcage,  adjusting  it  however  much  needed,  and  she  fidgets  with  the  fabric  of  her  shirt  before  eventually  pulling  it  back  over  her  head.  There’s  a  silence  that  follows  Bobbi’s  offering,  jaw  tight  and  teeth  clenched.  Moa  shakes  her  head.  “  What  do  you  want?  ”  she  asks  in  return,  arms  loosely  crossed  over  a  chest  though  the  pain  that  comes  with  being  shot  is  apparent.  Neither  is  she  trying  to  hide  it.  “  If  it’s  sex,  I  don’t  think  I’ll  live  up  to  my  reputation  at  the  moment.  ”

@blithescribbler​  sent,  “  I  know  I’m  not  the  person  you  want,  but  I’m  here.  ”  ( Bobbi Morse )  //  source . 

[aquamanandfriends]

Deals with Devils [Hades/Regina]

@blithescribbler​ liked for a starter

“Not to state the obvious but I feel like you’re just not seeing it,” Hayden chuckled and shook his head. “Making deals with him will never end in your benefit.” He sighed over dramatically. “He’s not as good as me, no one is, but because I don’t come across as creepy or intimidating, I’m underestimated.” Regina knew who he was but she was sitting on that information, wisely. Hades, lord of the Underworld, could turn this story around with a snap of his fingers, but how would that benefit him? Besides, it was more fun to sit back and watch. “Hell, you’re better than all of them Regina, and I know you put that out there but you have to believe it yourself as well or it’ll do you no good.”

[magaprima]

❛ i’ve never used magic for anything other than evil. ❜ ( From Zelena.)

Lilith nodded in muted interest, considering Zelena’s psuedo-confession. “Well evil, much like beauty, is entirely in the eye of the beholder” She pointed out, “One woman’s evil....is another woman’s justice. I mean, unless of course, you’ve used your magic to try and end the entire world? Because well almost everyone usually considers that, if not evil....then at least a little problematic”

[scienceandalcohol]

・♦♢* {  @blithescribbler​ // previously on... }

         Victor had braced himself to be thrown against the wall, electrocuted, or whatever Regina felt like pelting him with at that moment. But to his surprise, there was no surge of power sent his way. How very anti-climatic. He was almost disappointed. “A good mood? Well, perhaps this is an excellent time to discuss my raise. Snow, I mean, Mary Margaret, has suggested I take on being a teacher in the science lab in addition to my doctorly duties. As I don’t get paid enough as it is, I don’t think asking for a raise is unreasonable.” But this was not the place for a serious negotiation as he paused a second with an idea. “Tell you what, how about we discuss this over a nice meal? My treat. I don’t want to ruin your good mood. Plus, there might be more we need to discuss besides money.” With that, he held out his arm for her to take if she wished, a gentlemanly gesture that was reacquired along with his memories.

[timidstrcngth-arch]

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[madamxmayor]

Emma rolled her eyes, before releasing an exasperated but cute sigh. “You make it sound like I’m some sort of snacks hoarder.” And to be fair, she can see why Regina might think such a thing from her considering that she doesn’t even share her bearclaws with Henry. “Whatever you’re thinking please, don’t.”

amusement crinkling the corners of her eyes, regina scoffed and shifted in her seat to face emma more fully. “don’t what? point out that i’ve seen you devour an entire bearclaw in under five minutes?” she stood by her word, stakeouts were incredibly dull and she had no idea how emma managed to endure them. she had never considered her to be a particularly patient person. “but no, thank you. i don’t eat anything that comes prepackaged in little plastic bags.” so maybe she was a food snob but at least she didn’t have culinary pallet of a hormonal teenager. “neither should you, for that matter. you’re setting a terrible example for our son. —don’t think i don’t know about the frozen pizza and the mac and cheese you’re feeding him when he stays over at your place. i’m not an idiot.” // @blithescribbler​ || cont. from x

[carrisimaavis]

when her memories returned, she didn’t expect the return of a few familiar faces from her time in neverland. alas, @blithescribbler (and her ever teasing nature) was one of them. though she didn’t miss the teasing, she’ll admit—it’s far too easy to miss the only other friend she had on that island.

[universeofmuses]

A Very JAG Halloween

Things between Harm and Mac had been good, they had hit a bit of a rough patch between them, they werent hitting the right cords with each other in a sense but now that seemed to be in the rear-view mirror and was quickly vanishing into the horizon. Though Harm had not forgotten about the promise that the two of them made last year, about getting together and having a child of their own together. Harm wanted to start this adventure with Mac now, he was ready to have a family and he couldnt think of anyone better to go on that journey than with Mac. Though he knew that something like that worried her, she didnt have the best role model of parents in her life growing up and that was before they started to talk about her love life, which was less than ideal. 

Harm didnt exactly have a positive love life himself either, his love life seemed to be filled with tragedy and pining for things he couldnt seem to find. Perhaps in his own way he thought that they were both broken in their own way where they could fill the gaps in each other’s lives. Still, starting a family now did seem a bit soon at the very least for now he would settle on just being more than friends with the major, he was hoping that they could be a little more intimate with each other, see each other in a more romantic capacity. 

There was going to be a Halloween ball in Falls Church, it was mainly going to be JAG personnel that would be in attendance and everyone was encouraged to wear a costume. Harm had thought about going as a prince, so he rented a very expensive prince outfit. He wore a jacket was a deep royal blue that had elegant gold inlay patterns on the sleeves and lapel, under the jacket he wore a white button down tunic that came complete with a neckerchief, the sleeves ended in white lace that were supposed to billow out from under the jacket. The pants matched the jacket and on his legs he wore tall equestrian boots that were a dark coffee color. He looked to be the perfect vision of a prince charming.

Harm had hoped that this costume would impress Mac and that when he went to go pick her up as they had agreed that he would sweep her off her feet. As he stood in front of the door to her apartment he made sure his jacket and neckerchief was straight and that his short and neatly done hair was right and he knocked on the door and took a deep breath and waited for her to answer and hoped that he didnt look silly.

@blithescribbler​

[asynjja]

°     𝐄 𝐋 𝐄 𝐀 𝐍 𝐎 𝐑 .

Eleanor breathe faltered for a moment as she made sense of Moa’s words. She wasn’t dreaming, right? Because whenever she dreams about the brunette she always woke up drenched in sweat and inflamed. There was no denying the attraction. It grew every day more and more to the point of insanity. And maybe, just maybe, Moa took noticed to that causing Eleanor to become rather annoyed about it. “It’s not nice to tease me like this…” Arms crossed over her chest to showcase how bemused Eleanor was feeling. Although, the question lingered in her head.

Curiosity is something to be feed or otherwise it would become a festering beast. After a moment of silence, Eleanor turned to Moa, a sigh falling from pink lips. “I’m way to curious about feeling you close…” It was the closet to an admittance she would get to.  

                     𝐈𝐓  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘  𝐓𝐎  𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄,  𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐅𝐀𝐑  𝐓𝐎𝐎  𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐎𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇.  Even  if  she’d  found  a  particular  liking  to  the  nightly  squabble  about  which  parts  of  the  kingdom  best  to  avoid  in  the  dark,  and  when  to  finally  go  home.  Eleanor  knew  how  to  get  under  her  skin,  how  to  momentarily  escape  and  only  further  the  seemingly  endless  chase;  to  expect  the  discovery  of  the  princess’  infatuation  to  have  no  consequences,  would  have  been  unjust  –  at  least  if  one  asked  the  knight.  Fingertips  occupied  themselves  with  loosening  up  the  rerebraces  that  sat  upon  her  shoulders,  features  visibly  amused  by  Eleanor’s  defensiveness.  Though  it  was  the  sigh  that  finally  elicited  a  coarse  laugh  from  the  back  of  a  throat.

                    “  A  very  tame  way  of  putting  it.  ”  Another  flick  of  her  hand  and  she  finally  had  freed  herself  of  all  armor,  her  skin  finally  able  to  breathe  a  little  in  but  her  thin  tunic.  The  vulpine  smirk  persisted.  “  I  ask  you  to  be  a  little  more  precise…  ”  Weightless  steps,  slender  digits  brushing  through  hair  when  she  finally  was  close  enough  before  clasping  in  the  nape  of  a  neck,  and  she  leant  in  just  enough  for  lips  to  graze  lobe  of  an  ear.  “  Otherwise  I’ll  have  to  improvise  –  and  if  I  had  my  way,  you  wouldn’t  be  given  any  rest  tonight.  ”

@blithescribbler​ .

[bloodiedbeauty-a3]

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[flammeusarch2]

@blithescribbler​  /  “ if you can’t be happy, at least you can be drunk. ” [ From Bobbi Morse.]

“  this  seems  a  dangerous  reasoning...  ”  voce  trails  as  red  purposely  leaves  out  that  at  least  itis  for  a  mortal.  hands  cupping  her  glass  of  whiskey  neat,  red  finally  takes  a  sip  before  clearing  her  throat  and  speak  once  again.  “  but  it  sounds  like  the  beginning  of  an  interesting  story.  what  happened  to  you?  ”

[authorsoftheirstories]

closed starter. @blithescribbler​

separation for anyone was hard; but a separation so open in a close knitted town like storybrooke was proving a lot harder. david’s days now consisted of work at the animal shelter and early morning / late night walks in the dense forest that excluded itself away from the town. away from prying eyes and the gossip of others, he often found himself lost there for hours. 

today was no different. the forest was still, the distant sound of the birds flying from their nests in search of their early morning meal was welcomed. peace & quiet, just how he preferred it. sat on a fallen branch, his eyes fell shut as he took in the smell of the cold morning air mixed with the smell of the nature surrounding him; his own piece of heaven.