operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
ginnymdallas:
“My bad,” the man next to Emma says. “Neal Cassidy. Hi. I got us on an earlier flight home.”
“Yeah,” Emma says. “Right. Introductions. Neal, this is David and Mary Margaret aka Snow and Charming. David and Mary Margaret, this is Neal Cassidy aka Baelfire. And now I am going to go introduce myself to some alcohol. Maybe you two could get dressed and join us?”
sure nbd just chatting and making introductions whILE MY PARENTS ARE STILL FUCKING JOINED
AHAHAHAHAHA.
No no. I said I was expecting you to request a scene like that and you confirmed you were indeed thinking about it - and then you did request it. Still your fault!
[5/11/2013 1:22:32 PM] Cam: (and I was half expecting you to make a request for Emma to walk in on her parents)
[5/11/2013 1:22:41 PM] Sarah: (I almost requested it)
[5/11/2013 1:22:49 PM] Sarah: (That was honestly the first thing I thought but)
[5/11/2013 1:24:09 PM] Cam: (if you can’t think of anyting else then there’s your option then)
I was trying to think of some other porn, remember? And then this. Sounds like encouragement to me. :P
Oh come on, that’s not encouragement. There’s no “come on, give me that!” At best that’s a lack of discouragement! It’s not my fault you failed to come up with something else and that your mind got very very stuck on that idea. That’s totally on you :P
tsk tsk and what about that other request you made of me hmm? own your perviness it’s cool
Hey hey hey. I am not disowning my perviness. I am just pointing out that you encouraged this scene. You brought it up un-prompted! I know I’m a perv. Remember? My mark on this fandom is holster porn. :P
I brought it up because I know you :P I own my own perviness quite fine, thank you - how many fics have I written now of Snow and Charming at it, hmm? Just saying this particular one was your prompt.
However, in the interest of peace and harmony and compromise (and future gun holster porn plus the tied-up sex I owe you that I’d hate to withhold), may I suggest we split the blame 50-50?
Well … I wouldn’t want to waste any good porn.
Peace in the interest of porn? I think I have to agree with that. 50-50 blame.
(If world leaders got their priorities straight - PORN - I’m pretty sure we’d have world peace (andmyhusbandwouldbeoutofajobbutworldpeace))
I accept the truce.
(Angie are you going to reprimand me for getting into an epic tumblr battle with Cam instead of writing? :P)
Peace in the name of porn it is! (We should totally solve more disagreements the human race has this way. Oh yes.)
Truce is in effect. The porn is saved!
(I should totally be writing myself, but oh well.)
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
ginnymdallas:
“My bad,” the man next to Emma says. “Neal Cassidy. Hi. I got us on an earlier flight home.”
“Yeah,” Emma says. “Right. Introductions. Neal, this is David and Mary Margaret aka Snow and Charming. David and Mary Margaret, this is Neal Cassidy aka Baelfire. And now I am going to go introduce myself to some alcohol. Maybe you two could get dressed and join us?”
sure nbd just chatting and making introductions whILE MY PARENTS ARE STILL FUCKING JOINED
AHAHAHAHAHA.
No no. I said I was expecting you to request a scene like that and you confirmed you were indeed thinking about it - and then you did request it. Still your fault!
[5/11/2013 1:22:32 PM] Cam: (and I was half expecting you to make a request for Emma to walk in on her parents)
[5/11/2013 1:22:41 PM] Sarah: (I almost requested it)
[5/11/2013 1:22:49 PM] Sarah: (That was honestly the first thing I thought but)
[5/11/2013 1:24:09 PM] Cam: (if you can’t think of anyting else then there’s your option then)
I was trying to think of some other porn, remember? And then this. Sounds like encouragement to me. :P
Oh come on, that’s not encouragement. There’s no “come on, give me that!” At best that’s a lack of discouragement! It’s not my fault you failed to come up with something else and that your mind got very very stuck on that idea. That’s totally on you :P
tsk tsk and what about that other request you made of me hmm? own your perviness it’s cool
Hey hey hey. I am not disowning my perviness. I am just pointing out that you encouraged this scene. You brought it up un-prompted! I know I’m a perv. Remember? My mark on this fandom is holster porn. :P
I brought it up because I know you :P I own my own perviness quite fine, thank you - how many fics have I written now of Snow and Charming at it, hmm? Just saying this particular one was your prompt.
However, in the interest of peace and harmony and compromise (and future gun holster porn plus the tied-up sex I owe you that I’d hate to withhold), may I suggest we split the blame 50-50?
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
ginnymdallas:
“My bad,” the man next to Emma says. “Neal Cassidy. Hi. I got us on an earlier flight home.”
“Yeah,” Emma says. “Right. Introductions. Neal, this is David and Mary Margaret aka Snow and Charming. David and Mary Margaret, this is Neal Cassidy aka Baelfire. And now I am going to go introduce myself to some alcohol. Maybe you two could get dressed and join us?”
sure nbd just chatting and making introductions whILE MY PARENTS ARE STILL FUCKING JOINED
AHAHAHAHAHA.
No no. I said I was expecting you to request a scene like that and you confirmed you were indeed thinking about it - and then you did request it. Still your fault!
[5/11/2013 1:22:32 PM] Cam: (and I was half expecting you to make a request for Emma to walk in on her parents)
[5/11/2013 1:22:41 PM] Sarah: (I almost requested it)
[5/11/2013 1:22:49 PM] Sarah: (That was honestly the first thing I thought but)
[5/11/2013 1:24:09 PM] Cam: (if you can’t think of anyting else then there’s your option then)
I was trying to think of some other porn, remember? And then this. Sounds like encouragement to me. :P
Oh come on, that’s not encouragement. There’s no “come on, give me that!” At best that’s a lack of discouragement! It’s not my fault you failed to come up with something else and that your mind got very very stuck on that idea. That’s totally on you :P
operaballerina:
misscamthenorwegian:
ginnymdallas:
“My bad,” the man next to Emma says. “Neal Cassidy. Hi. I got us on an earlier flight home.”
“Yeah,” Emma says. “Right. Introductions. Neal, this is David and Mary Margaret aka Snow and Charming. David and Mary Margaret, this is Neal Cassidy aka Baelfire. And now I am going to go introduce myself to some alcohol. Maybe you two could get dressed and join us?”
sure nbd just chatting and making introductions whILE MY PARENTS ARE STILL FUCKING JOINED
AHAHAHAHAHA.
No no. I said I was expecting you to request a scene like that and you confirmed you were indeed thinking about it - and then you did request it. Still your fault!
It’s so sad when one shipper is so obnoxious, poisonous and set on being negative about or outright bashing everything else that it just ruins that ship for you. And that said shipper does not get that just because a ship is more to your taste does not make it better than anyone else’s - it just means it fits your taste better.
Sigh. Have had it happen to me in previous fandoms and apparently thisshipper is determined to make it happen once more. It wasn’t going to be my favourite ship but I could like it well enough if she didn’t drive me to ARGHAIUIWUOUOIASHJGHJ. KEYSMASH.
kidstark:
misscamthenorwegian:
kidstark:
I need of Snowing feels. Sign here if up for the job ________.
Whatcha looking for exactly? :)
Anything cute you can throw at me would be just dandy. :3
All right, have a flashback scene with Snow and Charming from a future chapter of Made All the Difference (but it can stand alone):
David wakes abruptly, aware that someone is in the tent with him before he even opens his eyes. He can hear it; he can feel it, and he reaches for his sword and gets to his feet at the same time.
The cloaked person makes a gasp as he yanks them to him and holds the sword against their throat. The hood falls off and in the faint light he realizes he knows all too well who this is.
“Snow!” he exclaims, lowering his sword and loosening his grip immediately. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Nice to see you too, Charming,” she says, rubbing her arm where he gripped her and he realizes to his horror there are marks from his fingers. He lowers his head and kisses the skin before cupping her face in his hands and kissing her lips too.
“You were meant to be staying home,” he reminds her, amusement and anger fighting for space in his voice. “You’re pregnant. You shouldn’t be riding.”
“I didn’t,” she says. “I walked.”
He stares at her, then just shakes his head and feels his lips curve into a smile against his will. He should be angry – she could have run into robbers, troops still loyal to King George, trolls, anything - and yet he can’t sustain it. She walked. She walked across their kingdom just to be able to sleep in his arms again.
“Of course you did,” he says, easing her down on his bedroll and then joining her. “I’m going to be really mad at you tomorrow for this.”
“You’ll try to be,” she corrects, drawing her cloak over them both.
He chuckles, knowing she is right. “How’s the baby?”
“Fine,” she says and he puts his hands on her stomach. “Missing you.”
“How do you know that?” he asks, kissing her neck as she nestles against him.
“Because I did,” she says, drawing her hand inside his shirt and down his chest. “And our child is going to love you just as much as I do.”
kidstark:
I need of Snowing feels. Sign here if up for the job ________.
Whatcha looking for exactly? :)
