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[TEXT — Flash⚡️] Right.

[TEXT — Flash⚡️] Because the list of people that know your 'secret identity' isn't as long as my arm.

[TEXT — Flash⚡️] Just sayin'.

[ TEXT — GEEK SQUAD ] A lot of those were accidental. [ TEXT — GEEK SQUAD ] I didn't exactly want the whole world to know who I am. [ TEXT — GEEK SQUAD ] I don't really get pleasure in my friends getting hurt because of me.

#char: felicity #storyborn #patience is a queue;

[TEXT — Flash⚡️] Touche'.

[TEXT — Flash⚡️] Okay. I'll tell you.

[TEXT — Flash⚡️] if I were to discover Oliver had themed underwear, the first person I would tell is...

[TEXT — Flash⚡️] Diggle.

[TEXT — Dr Meanie] Wow. Violent.

[TEXT — Dr Meanie] And cocky.

[TEXT — Dr Meanie] That's a dangerous combination.

[TEXT — Dr Meanie] Okay okay relax. I'm here.

[ TEXT — Dr Doofus ] Violent? Not so much. [ TEXT — Dr Doofus ] Cocky? Absolutely. [ TEXT — Dr Doofus ] I've been a dangerous combination since I was born. [ TEXT — Dr Doofus ] Thank youuu.

#char: doug #storyborn #patience is a queue;

Doug had the requested coffee and had even grabbed a couple of pastries because he was awesome. He opened the door and walked in. "Coffee has arrived and because I am amazing, I also got pastries."

Declan: [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ?

📜 Is there a story they love sharing with others?

The story of how he met Jenna.

He'll swear everyone has heard it before, but if someone asks, he'll tell it anyway. He always claims it's because "it's a funny story," when in reality he just loves any excuse to talk about her. By the end of the story, he's smiling without even realizing it.

🕯️ What memory do they replay when they're alone?

The day Abigail was born.

He'd already been a father to Merritt, but holding Abby for the first time hit him differently. He remembers Jenna's exhausted smile, Merritt proudly announcing she was "the best big sister ever," and thinking, This is it. This is everything I've ever wanted.

It's the memory he returns to on his hardest days.

🍻 What kind of drunk are they?

The affectionate storyteller.

Declan doesn't get loud or reckless. He gets sentimental. He tells everyone how much they mean to him, insists on buying the next round, and suddenly starts reminiscing about events from twenty years ago.

By the end of the night someone has heard, "Have I ever told you about the day I met my wife?" at least twice.

#answered;#char: declan #thinkitsforever

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Declan: 🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again? 🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave? ✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called? 🪨 What’s the hardest choice they’ve ever made?

🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again?

His mother's Sunday roast.

It's simple comfort food, but making it grounds him. The smell alone reminds him of home, family dinners, and a time before boardrooms, investors, and responsibilities piled onto his shoulders.

🔒 What's a secret they'll take to their grave?

There are nights when he still wonders if he deserves the life he has.

After everything he lived through growing up and the sacrifices he made, a small part of him still expects it all to disappear. He'll never tell Jenna that. He never wants her to think he doubts their happiness.

✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called?

Dec. Almost no one gets away with calling him that. When Jenna says it, though? He melts a little inside every single time.

If Merritt started calling him "Old Man," he'd roll his eyes and complain...while secretly loving every second of it.

🪨 What's the hardest choice they've ever made?

Learning that he couldn't protect the people he loved from everything.

Declan has spent his entire life believing that if he worked hard enough, planned carefully enough, or sacrificed enough of himself, he could keep his family safe. Accepting that some things are simply beyond his control has been the hardest lesson of his life.

He'd take on any burden if it meant sparing Jenna or the girls from pain. The fact that he can't is something he'll wrestle with for the rest of his life.

#char: declan #answered;#thinkitsforever

[SMS — Redacted] See? Profiling.

[SMS — Redacted] Give me twenty minutes with a sandwich and I'll have your personality mapped out.

[SMS — Redacted] Although, for the record, I appreciate that you didn't deny being suspiciously attached to routine.

[SMS — Redacted] That's basically a confession.

[SMS — Redacted] And yes, I'm almost there. Five minutes if I catch the light, seven if the universe decides paperwork deserves another obstacle.

[SMS — Redacted] I'll bring the food.

[SMS — Redacted] You can bring your color-coded stack of reports and your intimidating supervisory glare.

[SMS — Redacted] Between the two of us, we'll have the paperwork finished before Garcia starts sending us increasingly dramatic GIFs asking if we're still alive.

[ SMS ] I'm not going to deny something if it's true. [ SMS ] Lying is only useful when talking to an unsub. [ SMS ] Otherwise it just causes problems.

[ SMS ] I think Garcia will be fine. [ SMS ] She knows that we're busy catching up. [ SMS ] I think she has her own catching up to do.

#char: maggie #storyborn #patience is a queue;

[SMS — Redacted] Probably true.

[SMS — Redacted] Okay lunch is here.

[SMS — Redacted] I'll be at your office in just a minute.

A minute later, Maggie crossed the bullpen and was outside the door to Hotch's office. She knocked. "Special delivery!"

[SMS — Tech Goddess] Sounds boring.

[SMS — Tech Goddess] Don't play innocent. I've seen your manifesto.

[SMS — Tech Goddess] I'm right outside your door.

[ SMS — GIRLBOSS ] That's just who he is. [ SMS — GIRLBOSS ] Excuse you! That's a very private manifesto. [ SMS — GIRLBOSS ] For my eyes only :P

As she hits send, Penelope spins around in her chair- making her way to the door to tug it open gently. She greets her with a bright smile, taking a small step back to allow her friend into the room.

#char: maggie #storyborn #patience is a queue;

Maggie enters the office with a bright smile. "Hey. I have come for my swirly chair and snacks." Maggie sits in the swirly chair, spinning lightly. "We need to have these chairs in briefing. They're way more fun."

Neal let out a quiet laugh at that, shaking his head slightly as they walked. “Careful what you wish for,” he warned lightly. “This world’s weird.” Which, honestly, felt like an understatement.

Magic existed here, but differently. Hidden beneath traffic lights, electricity, credit cards, and takeout menus. Storybrooke somehow balanced both worlds at once — ordinary and impossible.

At her request, he glanced over at her with faint amusement. “Alright, lesson number one,” he began, slipping his hands into the pockets of his jacket. “Coffee is basically a survival requirement here. People don’t function without it.”

A small grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Lesson number two: everybody carries around tiny glowing rectangles that somehow contain their entire lives.” He paused. “You’ll eventually stop questioning it.”

His expression softened slightly afterward as his eyes drifted toward the town around them.

“I get what you mean, though,” he admitted more quietly. “It’s different than the Enchanted Forest… but there’s still something here. Like magic never fully disappeared. It just learned how to blend in.”

Blend in, yes but also it was a little unsettling; it was like the town existed in both worlds at the same time.

Tinkerbell linked her arm with his and grinned. "Glowing rectangles?" That was the most bizarre-sounding thing; she needed to know everything. "I'm a tinker, Bae. I question everything."

#char: neal #timeconverges #patience is a queue;

"Phones, Tink. Cell phones." He clarified. "Most people cannot live without them. When I was living in New York, people would be having an in person conversation with someone like you and I are, but they would also have a bluetooth headset in and be having a conversation with someone on the phone at the same time." His expression was a mixture of disgust and disbelief. " Like what is so important that it can't wait?"

Lorelai stopped just long enough to stare at him, her eyebrows shooting toward her hairline.

"Wait. You have... hobbies?" She pressed a hand dramatically to her chest. "Luke Danes, are you telling me there's a whole secret life happening when you're not making pancakes or fixing things around town?"

A grin spread across her face as they kept walking. She waited for him to elaborate. Then he uttered the words James Bond.

She gasped.

"James Bond? Sean Connery? Pierce Brosnan? Please don't say Roger Moore. Actually, no—say Roger Moore if that's your truth. This is a judgment-free zone..." She paused. "Mostly."

Her smile softened into something fond. "I kind of love that I just learned something new about you." Then, because she was Lorelai, she couldn't resist.

"So..." She bumped his shoulder. "Shaken or stirred?"

Luke nodded. "Yes, a whole secret life. It gets crazy around here." No judgment, but it didn't feel like that. "My dad was really into Sean Connery." It hadn't been his thing at first, but it was something they could share, and it became all the more important after his mother passed.

"I wasn't there for the drinking." James Bond had a lot more aspects to him, and Luke had never been a martini drinker. "I like the casino scenes, the locations..."

#char: lorelai #timeconverges #patience is a queue;

"Luke Danes... There is this whole other side of you." Lorelai said, with a sly grin. "I love it." And she loved that there was so much more to him than was seen on the surface.

"And I think it's really great that you and your dad had something that you could bond over. No pun intended I swear."

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Lorelai gasped dramatically, placing a hand over her heart as though personally wounded. “I know vegetables,” she defended immediately. “I can identify at least… four.”

A pause. “Okay, three confidently.”

She grabbed her keys, still shaking her head as she headed for the door. “And for the record, I feel like you’re seriously underestimating my grocery shopping abilities. I am an adult woman. I can absolutely handle vegetables.”

Another pause as she opened the door. “…Provided they are clearly labeled and not weirdly shaped.”

The grin tugging at her lips ruined any attempt at sounding offended. As she stepped outside, she pointed at him warningly.

“And if I come back with squash by accident, we never speak of it again.”

They were going to end up with donuts with a side of more donuts; he was sure of it. He shook his head. Whatever she got, he could make it work.

Luke smirked. "Oh, so you know what a squash is? Probably from those dinners you have at your folks' place. Now, get out of here before I change my mind."

#char: lorelai #timeconverges #patience is a queue;

" Yeah, it's that yellow thing that often gets paired with a zucchini. I do know some vegetables. Jackson has a greenhouse and he supplies vegetables to the inn. I do have to know what they are." Lorelai pointed out.

She then waved at him and headed off to the market.

🍁 + Have Declan and Jenna ever been caught in the act by anyone before?

Once, and only once.

It happened during the first few years of their marriage when they decided to sneak in a quick rendezvous in Declan's office between meetings. It also happened to be the one and only time he forgot to lock the door.

As for their children? That's a different story. Over the years, they've walked in on their parents sharing a kiss more times than either Declan or Jenna cares to admit. Merritt, in particular, seems to have an uncanny knack for appearing at exactly the wrong moment.

#answered;#char: declan #thinkitsforever

Lois had a reputation for being a tough no nonsense kind of woman. And she was. Headstrong, independent, bossy. But, she was also human. And despite her best efforts, she wasn't always able to maintain her stoic, unfeeling facade. Especially when Clark was so sweet.

"Smallville, I swear you're gonna turn me into a sap." She teased lightly. Her expression softened and she reached a hand up to gently caress his face. "I love you, Clark." Her voice was soft and emotional.

"I love you too, Lois." He gave her a light but meaningful kiss. "Come on, we should eat, that is what all this food is for." And while he hoped they wouldn't get interrupted, the threat of that always lingered in the background. "Do you want me to feed you or is that laying it on too thick?"

Lois laughed softly against his lips, shaking her head as she pulled back just enough to look at him. “Oh, Smallville, you are absolutely laying it on too thick,” she informed him affectionately. “Which, unfortunately for me, is apparently one of your more endearing qualities.”

Her fingers lingered against his chest for a moment before she glanced toward the table spread out in front of them. “I mean honestly, this looks less like dinner and more like you’re trying to seduce me through carbohydrates.”

Not that it wasn’t working. Because it absolutely was. Still smiling, Lois finally moved toward the table, though not before stealing one more quick kiss from him.

“And no, you do not have to feed me,” she added, pointing a warning finger at him. “We are not crossing into rom-com montage territory tonight. Unless there’s dessert involved. Then I’m willing to renegotiate.”

Clark chuckled at her assessment of the situation; If that was what it took, she would be an easy mark. "Romantic comedy? I pegged you as the action/adventure type." When Lois mentioned dessert, he shrugged, "Of course there is dessert." After his own attempts of making his mother's famous lemon meringue pie went south, Clark picked up a tray of fine delicacies from the bakery near the Planet.

#char: lois #timeconverges #patience is a queue;

"Oh I am." There was no doubt about it. She would much rather watch a movie about explosions. And people beating each other up, then some sappy romance. However... She has been known to indulge in the odd rom com. On occasion.

Her eyes lit up when he mentioned dessert. "It is chocolate, right?" Lois' guilty pleasure was of course chocolate. And she would definitely let herself enjoy it. She would have to go with the gym tomorrow, but it would be totally worth it.

🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave? - Jack

He remembers the names of every Marine he ever lost. He says them to himself once a year. No one knows.

#char: jack #huntresscaraquinn #answered;

Doug immediately rolled his eyes at the nickname, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward despite himself. "You're enjoying this way too much."

The complaint lacked any real bite. Mostly because she wasn't wrong. Leaning into her touch for a moment, he let out a long sigh and tipped his head back.

"Mrs. Henderson." That was all he said at first. The name alone should have explained at least half of his mood.

"Her kid came in with a fever. Nothing life-threatening. Nothing even remotely dramatic."

He paused.

"By the time she left, you'd think I'd personally declared war on her entire family." Doug rubbed a hand over his face.

"I spent twenty minutes explaining why antibiotics don't cure everything, another ten explaining why her son didn't need seventeen different tests, and somehow I still ended up being the bad guy."

His head turned toward Carol. "I swear, sometimes the actual medicine is the easy part." The frustration lingered for another second before fading as he looked at her.

"But enough about my exciting adventures in pediatrics." A small smile appeared. "How was your day?" His hand found hers without really thinking about it. "Any disasters I should know about?"

starsfaulted

A soft laugh crinkles her eyes, “She’s just being thorough. Better an overbearing mother than one who doesn’t recognize the signs.”

This makes her ponder what sort of mother she’ll be to their future children. Will she be the dictorial sort, as her own mother was? Will she insert her opinions and preferences into every little aspect of their lives?

Or will she be too lenient, for fear of this, and cause them to be aimless from lack of structure?

Hopefully, she’ll fall somewhere in between the two extremes.

And what about Doug? He’ll be a good father, surely, but what will that entail? The idea excites her.

Squeezing his hand, she shakes her head, “Nothing of note, but a slow day is a good day for the patients. With the clinic in full swing, a lot more people have been able to get what they need.”

#starsfaulted #char: doug

Doug let out a quiet chuckle, nodding in agreement. "I suppose that's true." A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "When it comes to your kids, I don't think there's really such a thing as caring too much. Maybe the delivery could use some work sometimes," he added with an amused grin, "but I'd take an overprotective parent over one who isn't paying attention."

He gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "I'm glad the clinic's doing so well. If people are getting the help they need, that's something to be proud of." His eyes met hers, warm with quiet admiration.

"And I'm glad you had a slower day for a change. You spend enough time taking care of everyone else. It doesn't hurt when the universe gives you a chance to catch your breath."

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Andy laughed, shaking her head. "Oh, trust me, I don't think there's such a thing as too many pictures when it comes to someone you love. Besides," she added with a teasing smile, "I've spent enough time around cops to know parents and uncles are all the same. Give them half an excuse and suddenly they're scrolling through six hundred photos while everyone else pretends they haven't already seen them."

She noticed him checking his phone, the brief flicker of concern crossing his face before it disappeared again. Andy didn't comment on it. If something was wrong, he'd tell her when he was ready.

"My work family is... loud," she admitted with a grin. "Fifteen Division has a way of collecting personalities. They're the people who'll drive you absolutely crazy one minute, then have your back without hesitation the next. I don't have brothers or sisters, so somewhere along the way they kind of filled that space."

His answer earned a soft laugh. "Well, that's probably why you're the surgeon and I'm the cop. You're thinking about caffeine and food. I'm automatically running through every possible scenario where this ends with paperwork." She nudged his arm lightly. "But for the record, coffee and a great meal sound like a much better plan."

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“You say that until I’m making you scroll through them all,” Dominic countered with a grin. “As it is, I think I’m going to have buy more memory for my phone. I’m running out of room, but I can’t get myself to delete any of them.” Then she was telling him she’d spent enough time around other cops to know that parents and uncles were all the same, that they would gladly use any excuse to share 600 baby photos that everyone had already seen, to which he responded, “Maybe I’m in the wrong profession, because I don’t even know if any of my colleagues have kids. Probably my fault to some degree - don’t exactly stick around to talk after a shift, and there’s not a lot of downtime in the middle of one.”

After that, she was telling him about her work family, and it was obvious how much she cared about them, how they really were like a family. “Sound like siblings to me. But I’m the older sibling, and there’s a big age gap between me and my sister, so it’s more her driving me crazy while I have her back.” He then lightly laughed in return, “Oh trust me, we have more than enough paperwork of our own. And I’m glad that you think so, because we’re here.” He opened the door for Andy before heading inside and, without missing a beat, walked behind the counter. “I’m assuming you don’t want decaf but what about cream or sugar?”

#char: mcnally #setitallaflame

Andy followed him inside, still smiling from their conversation, but the smile quickly shifted into a puzzled expression as Dominic walked straight behind the counter as though he belonged there. She stopped in her tracks, blinking after him.

"...Uh..." A laugh escaped her. "Should I be pretending I didn't just watch you casually wander into the employees-only area?"

There wasn't an ounce of accusation in her voice, only amused curiosity. Folding her arms loosely across her chest, she tilted her head.

"Because I've arrested people for less convincing attempts at looking like they belong somewhere." A teasing grin tugged at her lips before she glanced around the restaurant and back to him. "Or is there something you forgot to tell me?" Only then did she remember his question.

"Oh, and definitely not decaf." She shuddered dramatically. "I'm pretty sure that's grounds for ending a first date." A moment passed before she added with a warm smile, "Just a splash of cream. No sugar."

"That just makes it even better." David reasoned. Good food was a great reason but that plus a good atmosphere? Even better. David shook his head. "Just call and let me know if you're going to be delayed."

He understood that sometimes mayoral business kept his wife busy. Regina was very good at balancing her time but once in a blue moon, there was an issue that needed her full attention.

David laughed lightly. "Darling, you are the most competitive person, I know. Why do you think we stopped playing monopoly with you?" He teased.

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A nod from Regina. "I can do that." She said. There shouldn't be something that would keep her, but that was a common curtsey between the two of them. She wouldn't want him to worry.

Henry gave his agreement. A noise from Regina that she didn't think so. But she could see it. "Certainly not with Granny." She said. "You've met her right? She is scary when she wants to be." Regina said. There was something about her after all.

Her head tilted just a little so she could rest her head against his shoulder. "But maybe this weekend I'll make a pie or a turnover." She mused.