Emma Swan has done many things in her life: gotten pregnant at 17, enlisted in the Marines at 18, started a bail bonds business at 25, faced down a dragon at 28… Out of all of these, one thing confuses her more than anything else - figuring out how Regina Mills feels about her.
Plays fast and loose with canon according to the adage: I reject your canon and substitute my own.
What if Regina followed Emma to Zelena’s farm when the time portal opened and got sucked into the past with her? This has been a popular theme in post-S3 fic, and this is my version.
Thanks as always to my lovely pals Xander, Tif and Lola for help on this surprisingly challenging (for me anyway) way of writing. The finale episodes have been truncated for this story because wow, lots of stuff wasn’t necessary when I focused on the two people I cared about most. Also thanks to flutter2deceive for creating art for this piece!
And special second thanks for Tif and Lola for killing it with this Summer Big Bang. It’s a tremendous amount of work and they deserve all the kudos in the world for organizing it so beautifully!
“Hey, look at me,” Emma said, touching Regina’s shoulder to get the older woman to face her. “No matter what my Mom thinks, I’m not going anywhere. I love you and our family, and if for some crazy reason she had a problem with that, it would never be enough to change my mind,” she added firmly.
“Promise,” she said with a smile. “Besides, I’m pretty sure the odds are in your favor. My Mom likes everyone. In fact, I’m pretty sure the only person she’s ever openly disliked to me is her old step-mother. You’re much too young and beautiful to evoke any memories of whatever happened there, so I think we’ll be fine.”
Emma was so excited— she would finally get to introduce her girlfriend Regina and their son Henry to her mother, Mary Margaret, and vice versa. She definitely never anticipated that her mother would start screaming that her girlfriend was the Evil Queen, who they had apparently escaped from 28 years ago. Oh, and she was the Savior to a bunch of Fairy Tale characters. Apparently she could have just about everything imaginable, except a nice family dinner. One-shot. Swan Queen
Here it is, my Big Bang story!
This is an AU where Snow made it through the wardrobe, but everything else is canon to the show as much as possible.
Special thank you to kjtgp1 for being a lovely beta.
(Left to Right): Peter Buffett, Jimmie Briggs, Joe Ehrmann, Tony Porter,
Dave Zirin and Moderator Eve Ensler.
Ravenclaws with huge communal bookshelfs that tower to the ceiling. It’s become tradition that when you leave Hogwarts, you leave behind a copy of your favorite book, so they have books dating back centuries.
i just want a queer version of every show i’ve ever cared about
Luna always surpassed her pureblooded peers in her ability to blend in with Muggles. It was quite a surprise to her friends, who tactfully tried to dissuade her from going along to the Muggle village or wandering out of Diagon Alley into London proper. They didn’t know that a motherless girl…
I really love villains
not in a ‘poor baby is so misunderstood’ way
in a ‘your amorality is so fascinating and delicious’ way
"Plus, it might be nice to have more than two place settings during holidays" - H
Don’t you hate it when there’s a perfect opportunity for lesbians and the writers just don’t?
This three-legged decorated war hero had one leg lost to surgery after taking four rounds from an AK-47.
Bad. Mother. Fucker.
Those eyes say “Pretend to throw the tennis ball. I dare you to only pretend.”
I think those eyes say a lot more than that. He’s seen more than I ever will, done more than I’ll ever do, and his war will never be over.He’s got Ranger scrolls on his collar. That dog is a god damn hero.
I just noticed the Purple Heart and that Scroll.
Wow. Just wow.
The picture alone, in all it’s detail says a lot of things. god damn.
I can’t not reblog this dog… his you
Eyes say so much
I’ve never seen a dog with such a face like that. Like an old man who went to war and if you ask him about he just stiffens up and face turns to stone.
Layka is a lady dog. Let’s remember that.
Now, it’s an understandable problem - our socialization instantly encourages us to see this rugged, sleek, military animal as a male. Three-legged hero dog with military decorations and stern-appearing eyes? TOTALLY A DUDE DOG, JUST LOOK AT HIM. It’s a programmed response, and nothing to be ashamed of - let’s just be accurate and note that Layka’s a female.
I’ve highlighted all the reblogs above where Layka is described as a hero, an old man, with male pronouns - rather than the fierce, charming heroine she is. It’s kind of a teachable moment: how does an image of an animal, displaying absolutely no secondary sex characteristics, instantly give us these fictional headcanons about its gender and gender performance? It’s an impressive demonstration of our ability to translate body language.
The photographer who took this compelling shot noted that Layka’s playful, bouncy energy made it nearly impossible for him to get a shot with her mouth closed! He ended up having to stop using the tennis ball he was using to get her attention, because it made her too excited and smiley. Based on the photos below, I think she’d have quite a sense of humor about the “where’s the tennis ball?” game!
Of course, the photographer did end up connecting with a fundamental aspect of Layka’s nature in the cover photo; her serious, soldier side. But that’s not all the animal is. Does the dog in the unused shots still resemble an “old man?” Is the dog in the unused shots male or female? Is it still a hero with its tongue out? Is it still admirable without a “face like stone?”
This is what I mean when I say that we have to examine the lenses of culture and society that we are always, always looking through when we talk about science biology.