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Once Upon a Time's Lana Parrilla: Regina's Feud... →
lana-parilla: “Uh-oh, it’s magic” is not just a verse from an old Cars song. Those few words also aptly sum up the closing moments of Once Upon a Time‘s season finale, as Mr. Gold né Rumpelstiltskin conjured up a purple smoke that roused sleepy Storybrooke with an infusion of magic — just moments after Emma’s love for Henry broke the queen’s curse and restored the residents’ memories. And fans...
realfairyarmadillo: I just realized that the traditional image of Rumpelstiltskin — a figure with stick-thin arms and legs and a round pot belly, is exactly how a person looks when they’re in the depths of starvation. Hurray for people figuring out the aspects of original fairy tales 8)
NEED (FAN FICTION): CHAPTER 14
janeeyretaughtmeromance: Title: Need Chapter: 14 Author: Shama (khan81 on Live Journal) Fandom: Once Upon A Time Rating: PG-15 Pairings/Characters: Emma/Gold and Regina Warnings: None Spoilers: Anything up to 1X22 is fair game. Disclaimer: If I owned them Gold and Emma would have been having sex long ago. A/N: *Tip Toes In Sheepishly* Hi everyone…remember me? I am so sorry for the delay on...
Gold: She was quite wound up, rambling on and on about changing her life. Have no idea what got into her.
Gold: Not that you would know, Emma.
Gold: Not like you're doing shifty eyes right in front of me.
Gold: Not like you just gave a huge sigh of guilt.
Gold: Not like I know about you being pregnant with Henry in jail.
Gold: Not like I gave Henry to Regina.
Gold: I don't think anyone wants to see that baby born in jail now do they?
If Rumplestiltskin were a woman on her period
Rumplestiltskin: Omfg I just want all the ice cream in the entire world right now. I don't even care.
Rumplestiltskin: Uggh I'm so bloated, I'm so fat, I have to go get my leather sweat pants, mine don't fit anymore.
Rumplestiltskin: What do you mean you're breaking off our deal?! I TRUSTED YOU. THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE, I'M GOING TO GO KILL MYSELF NOW AND IT'S YOUR FAULT.
Rumplestiltskin: OH GOD I'M SO HORNY. Wait never mind. NOPE NOW I'M HORNY AGAIN.
Rumplestiltskin: I need more tampons.
Rumplestiltskin: EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP OR SO HELP ME I WILL TURN ALL OF YOU INTO SNAILS.
Rumplestiltskin: I hate going to the store to buy tampons and liners because I feel like everyone is judging me for HAVING A FERTILE VAGINA.
Rumplestiltskin: I HATE BEING A WOMAN. MEN DON'T HAVE THESE PROBLEMS. GOD DAMN IT.