#reginasmilf

My muse is trying to hide an injury. They aren’t coping well.

reginasmilf (cont-):

 ”Hold still.” Regina hums for the upteenth time, gently pressing a wet cloth to the blonde’s forehead. “If I can’t clean your skin I’ll never see how bad your injury is.” she explains once more, tapping softly around the injured skin. “Or would you rather we stop at the emergency room and have Whale take a look?” she hums. “I don’t want to say ‘told you so’, but I’m afraid I did.”

No junk food. She hadn't said a thing about stuffing his face before he came home. One large burger and fries had been practically inhaled in the cab he took home, and Jefferson was now furiously chewing a piece of gum in the hopes that it might disguise the loophole he had found. Normaly, he would have walked. Normally, cabs were a potentially dangerous expense that were completely unnecessary unless the pair were traveling a little farther than they could walk with a stroller. Not today. Jefferson even tipped the driver. 

2. Your Muse comes up behind mine and wraps their arms around them

Send me a ▲ for my muse's response to your muse breaking down in tears.

he'd known when he'd left for new york with marian and rolandthat his wife had seemed...different from how he rememberedher. he'd gotten to spend so little time with her before she'dbecome frozen by the snow queen and regina and the guilt he'dfelt around her had been on his mind so much before thathappened too, so he'd been distant. but he began to get the impression there was something...not quite right.he assumed it had just been hard on her, adjusting to a new worldand to life as a mother, and to having seen that robin was in love with regina.  he had never imagined even for a moment that his marian would in fact be regina's older sister, zelena, in disguise. when he reunited with regina in new york, he soon began torealize that regina had a lot of misplaced guilt with regards to thissituation. because zelena was her sister and had been meaning toget to her when she had done this to him, to them. but he didn't blame regina. not a bit. this was entirely zelena's own doing.when his soul mate began to break down in front of him, robin'sheart ached. it was already aching for the loss of the mother hebelieved his boy had gotten back but it ached more as regina sobbed.he pulled her into his arms and his lips lightly brushed against herforehead as his fingers began to play with her hair.

Four years of schooling and living with her mother was enough. Emma needed a break and expected to find it with her father in Storybrooke, Maine. It was a small and quiet town, but that’s what she was seeking. New York was starting to get a little claustrophobic. She wrote, a journalist of many things, but this would be her best chance at writing something that might make her a published author. The town, as she remembered, was wonderful and full of surprises and maybe she would find one of her own.

The trip was six hours long which meant screaming at the radio, too much fast food, and dodging other cars at all costs. She was a horrible driver and the fact that her car was a death trap, didn’t help anything. Nonetheless she arrived promptly before the sun fell and was greeted to an empty house. Her dad was probably working some big case in the office.

Emma made her self at home quickly, finding her old room the exact way it was, as if it were some twilight movie. She did find it a little creepy, but at least it was something she knew. The blonde filled up on some left over Chinese food she found in the fridge and curled up in the bed with some reruns of her favorite show on Netflix playing in the background.