𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Despite the eternally SOUR mood that accompanied being in the Avengers Headquarters, Caroline laughed. ❝ Yeah, yeah we get it — super badass and undeniably hot super spy comes with an equally mysterious, sexy name. ❞  Her eyes rolled and she balled up a piece of paper nearest to her to toss at the other woman. Unfortunately for her, however, Caroline never took no for an answer. ❝ Still, We’re  going out. I DON’T take no for an answer. ❞  GRINNING, she knew there was absolutely no way for Nat to win this particular battle. ❝ You will be plenty distracted when there’s a hot, muscular, tall single man buying you drinks all night at the bar, so COME ON. ❞

“All right,” Lou Ellen dipped her head and walked after Hope. She trusted the blonde. If she said it wasn’t scary down there, then it wouldn’t be. But wow! Sleeping in the Captain’s Quarters, on an actual pirate ship! How cool! That must make Hope the coolest kid in town. It certainly did in Lou’s eyes.

no — regina wanted to cut off the girl’s words immediately. giving up was not an option. if battling countless monsters by hope’s mother’s side, banning hideous creatures from their small town, finding their way back from several different realms; if all of that had taught her anything, it was that giving up was not a choice. there had been plenty of times when the queen had wanted to put a stop to it all, to throw it all away. she had learned and grown and accepted that this was her destiny. hope was much younger than regina had been, and she could not give up now. she was immensely proud when the smaller hand slipped into her own, and she heard the words come from her mouth. “close your eyes. take a deep breath. focus on your magic. concentrate.” regina tried to sound assuring; though, she was a bit nervous about what could possibly go wrong, too. she kept her eyes open, having years of practiced magic flowing from her fingertips. she watched the girl’s face the entire time, letting her purple magic mix with the other. “feel it running through you. picture what you want to happen. the process of it. you can do it, hope.”

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     “Until they cast you out and tell you you’re on your own.” Rosa replies before she could stop herself. She was relatively certain that that was what was going to happen at this dinner… but she still had to go through with it. She couldn’t put it off any longer. Her family needed to know who she was. When Amy gave in, Diaz knew she’d never hear the end of it. She nodded curtly, almost as if she wasn’t about to say anything else. Then, out of nowhere, she sighed. “Thanks, Amy.”

     He led her onto his great, mighty ship. Ignoring the mix of grumbles and titters from the crew. Those who thought she was being shown the Roger only so that their Captain could bed her were the ones tittering. The others were the ones who knew better. A princess on the ship? A terrible idea, really. And yet. “That entirely depends. Why don’t you lead the way?” He offered with a cheeky smirk. “You give the tour as if it’s yours. It isn’t. But try anyway.”

     A soft smile came onto his lips. “Hey, what are uncles for if not for kidnapping you when you need a day away from everything?” Hunter asked, crooked smile half impish as he stole her arm for his own and continued to walk with her.

“hol’ up, what was the hold up?”  a weak excuse for a play on words, but jake was a little snappier at the 99 after 2 coffees, not in his unwind before bed time.  he paused the DVR, waiting for his fiancé to join him on the couch.

“oooof course it was.”  she was one of the few people that could elicit both overwhelming pride and and annoyance all at once in jake. he unpaused, not before taking amy’s hand in his own and squeezing it gently.  

“Just a random gang of young thugs trying to 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃 they are cooler than they actually are,” it was pretty typical behaviour in Brooklyn, “except the fact they were holding ten hostages in a department store. It’s all 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 now,” she laughed as her boots got pulled off and placed back into their dust free sealed box that laid stacked in the cupboard. 

     “What can I say?” Hook chuckled, curled in close to her and drawing her in more to rest against his chest. “It takes a quality pirate to know a quality pirate.” With a little nod, he kissed the top of her hair. “B’sides. You’d not like me any other way, love. Admit it.”