regina having her hopes dashed.
How do you do it? Live with yourself, knowing all the bad things you’ve done?
You tell yourself you did the right thing. And if you say it often enough, one day you might actually believe it.
Part 2-ish thing to this.
They get into a shouting match about it, not at the hospital—he knows he wouldn’t be welcome there—but then it comes out that Emma had been trapped first, that Regina had climbed in after to support the icy wall, resulting in both of them trapped with limited magic, encased as they were in Elsa’s.
And the next time they meet to discuss finding Elsa, Regina volunteers herself. Alone. And Robin loses it.
She doesn’t even answer, just sends him a chilly glare, acts as though she hasn’t heard him, turns her back to him.
He doesn’t think, crosses the room to her, feels Marian’s eyes on his back as he tries again. “I will not accept you putting yourself in danger like that. You almost died.”
When she turns to him, her face is steel. But here eyes are pain. “Is that part of your code?”
"Regina—" he gasps.
She turns to Snow. “I’ll let you know how it goes.” And poofs herself out of there before Snow can attempt an answer.
I think this is what you guys want. So here.
After Robin finally realizes that his code will never measure up to his heart, that his honor is nothing to him if he cannot be with the woman he loves, after he leaves Marian, it is weeks before Regina allows him to speak to her. Several weeks more before she listens. And hears. And understands.
"Please give us a second chance," he begs, for perhaps the hundredth time, and something about the way she carries herself today says she is finally ready to listen.
He reaches for her hand, and, when she doesn’t pull away, picks it up and holds it against his chest, over his heart.
And they stare at each other. Seconds stretching into half-minutes into minutes, his thumb brushing over her knuckles, her fingers curling ever so slightly into him. They lean together almost without realizing it, until their foreheads touch, eyes falling shut, his hand cradling her face, achingly slow as it moves from her chin to her jaw and into her hair.
His lips touch her cheek, then her forehead, a whisper of a touch to her nose, and the corner of her mouth.
She shifts to the side, just a little, reaches for the touch of lips on lips. And they are home.
OH MY GOD
IM NOT EVEN A DEMOCRAT AND THIS IS GOLD
Regina Mills meme : 10 anything (5/10)
I love Regina in every single way, but I gotta say, there was something truly spectacular about Neverland!Regina.
I mean come on
She’s on an island in a blue fucking blazer
Looking ready for a fucking runway
Look at this spectacular human being
I could have watched an entire series of just Regina Mills in Neverland
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