#heroicthief

@heroic-thief—

    “Hm?”  Jigen had just lit it. Lupin had been just a second too late. Suddenly, it lit up like some sort of Fourth of July sparkler, causing Jigen to go cross-eyed as he stared at it. And then—BOOM!

It blew up right in his face. Literally. With a cough, a puff of black smoke was expelled from his mouth and the gunman blinked, soot all over his face from the explosion. It was very much like a Daffy Duck cartoon in that moment, as Jigen gave Lupin the most irritated glare and uttered,

😉 show me what ya got, vinnie

// I will 

She was scribbling quickly, her pencil running back and forth over a small notebook. Her letters changed in size several times, but they stayed long and loopy. 

Her scribbling sped up as if she was racing against a clock. She paused for just a moment and tapped the pencil against her chin in thought, and it went flying out of her hands and landed at someone's feet. Dorothy stood up and pointed to the pencil, obviously eager to keep writing.

Robin Hood handed her the glass, and at first, she reached out to accept it. Regina glanced down. The moment she saw the mark on his right wrist - a tattoo of a lion - she felt like she was stabbed in the heart. It was a blast from the past, an image from a memory she'd purposefully blocked out all these years. That is, until Tinkerbell reappeared in her life and asked why she hadn't gone into that tavern to meet her soul mate.

This man was her soul mate? Her new true love? Sure, he was handsome and charming, and he didn't see her as evil, he'd even just said so. But she couldn't imagine facing this man and falling in love with him. 

There was a reason she'd felt this connection, why she returned his smiles when he flirted with her. She was drawn to him, and him to her, and she couldn't take it. She walked past him and out of the cottage.

She wasn't ready for this. She didn't even have her son, and she had hardly accepted herself - how could she accept anyone else's love? How could he love her? Wasn't Robin of Locksley a hero - despite being a thief? How could a hero ever love a villain? How could anyone ever love her?