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But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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Whether near or far
I am always yours
http://lubuliciousness.tumblr.com/post/73106052998/whether-near-or-far-i-am-always-yours-x
Emma’s biggest character development during the Neverland arc, was that she finally started to accept that she’s worthy to be loved. Not only the love from her parents, but also from a pirate who’s fallen head over heels in love with her. Killian promised that “Not a day will go by, that I won’t think of you” just before they had to part. To which she replied “Good“. And in that precise moment, he knew that she cared for him. She’s the first person in over 300 years who actually cares about him!
– Entertainment Outlook
I agree with most of what you’ve written. The one thing I would really like to see from Hook in season 3b is for him to apologize to Belle. Rumple may have deserved what Hook did because of Milah, but Belle didn’t. She just got caught in the crossfire. It’d be nice to see Hook express his condolences to Belle over Rumple’s “death”, acknowledging the passing of his former enemy. I agree that Hook should’ve been promoted as more of an anti-hero rather than villain, RumBelle stuff aside, Hook wasn’t really a villain. I wouldn’t describe Hook as a “full blown hero” quite yet for reasons that I won’t put in this thread as well as the fact that a week timeline wise is a bit too fast for someone to be fully redeemed but I think Hook will make clear progress in the second half, much like Regina did in the first half. Three of my favorite Hook moments were: when he overplayed the only survivor routine in season 2 leading Emma to put a knife to his throat, when Hook forced Felix to sit back down in Save Henry, and when He was asking Emma about how he was presented in the Peter Pan story.
Apart from his history with Rumbelle he wasn’t much of a villain to begin with (probably asking the impossible which is why we’re left at an impasse lol), and like you said he’s more of an anti-hero anyway so I mean since then he’s been pretty heroic. Guiding the Nevengers through Neverland, saving Charming’s life, saving Neal’s life, risking his own life by aligning himself again Pan, using himself as bait against the shadow, and bringing Emma back to help save her family. I don’t think he’ll ever straight out apologize to Belle he seemed pretty bummed about Rumple sacrificing himself a far cry from what his reaction would have been before. I do hope he does something to help her and Bae bring Rumple back to them.
prompt: Emma and Killian being godparents to new baby Snowing 🙂
“But… but I’ll be her,” Emma hesitated, eyes darting frantically about the room, “sister. Isn’t that, I don’t know, breaking the rules or something?”
Snow just smiled at her and shook her head. “Emma, sweetie, none of this is normal – usually big sisters aren’t the same age as the parents. Usually nephews are younger than their aunts. We don’t care.”
Emma gulped, feeling, as always, a little terrified at the mere idea of being a sister, of having a sister. There was some part of her that had always felt she was being replaced by the baby, and as ridiculous as sibling envy was in these circumstances… well, there it was.
Snow must have noticed her tension – not that it was hard, Emma was practically vibrating with discomfort – because her smile dropped slowly, and she let a hand fall to her swollen stomach, smoothing across it in gentle circles.
“I don’t want to pressure you,” she said quietly. “I know you… We’ve just talked it over and there’s no one else we’d want to be Eva’s godmother but you.”
And it was something about the little hitch to her mother’s voice, or maybe way she looked down so resignedly, or maybe even the realization that in asking Emma to be godmother Snow was asking her to be a part of the family, even after the baby. And she’d always known logically that Snow didn’t want to get rid of her, but this was different, this was entrusting the baby herself (the second chance, the do-over she always tried so hard not to think) to Emma, thinking Emma was worthy of a role as confidant and guide and support, that no one else would do but Emma.
Before she realized it, she nodded. “Okay. I’ll do it.”Snow blinked – then her face just absolutely lit up, and she stepped forward to pull Emma into a huge hug, whispered words of thanks and joy in her ear, love and “now she has the perfect godparents”, and Emma pulled back with a slight frown.
“Godparents?” she asked. “Plural? I thought you said -”“Well, she needs a godfather too,” Snow shrugged, and pointed down the length of the long hallway. “I think it’s going well.”
Hook and David were beaming at each other, too far away to be heard but clearly talking over one another. Hook reached out his hand for a shake, but David bypassed it entirely to pull him in and slap him on the back, and after an awkward moment the pirate returned the hug. The embrace lasted nearly a good minute, with the occasional strong thump to the other’s back, until Hook glanced up and met Emma’s eyes across the distance.
He instantly jerked back, shoving David gently away. The prince only scowled slightly, lightheartedly, and shoved him back. Hook shook his shoulders dismissively, but only took a few steps closer down the hall before nonchalantly elbowing David, who crumpled over his stomach before forcing himself to stand up straight, glaring at his friend.
The shoving match proceeded up the entire length of the hallway, and halfway down both men were laughing again, and Emma couldn’t help but smile watching them. All her initial disappointment upon hearing the word ‘godparents’ faded away, to be replaced by a low, warm feeling in the pit of her stomach.
“Me and Hook, huh,” Emma muttered, then snorted when Charming’s attempt to trip Hook only ended with him stumbling over his own feet as Hook lightly danced past him to press a kiss to Emma’s cheek.“Marvelous news, love,” he murmured in her ear, arm curving round her back to pull her closer against him, until he was nuzzling the next words into her hair: “I’m to be a godfather.”
She smiled at the shaky, honored edge to his words, the warm feeling inside her only growing and growing; pressed her grin into the leather of his jacket and heard Snow’s voice behind her, low and content.
“Yes, perfect.”
