OHHHHHH IT MAKES SENSE NOW

can someone inform me of what happened two years ago to blaine ? i’m lost :c

looking-for-my-true-love:

forgetfullycharming:

Ten thoughts from last night’s episode (in no particular order):

1. “You mean go to bed, go to bed, or… go to bed?” DYING OH DEAR GOD

2. Henley. Plaid. Layers, Arms. Face. (In which I hate Josh Dallas’ flawless everything.)

3. What the fuck is going on with this fucking prince shit.

4. Abigail is lierally the most annoying and rude bitch in the world, I can”t even.

5. When Henry, Emma and David were all standing together… THAT’S THREE GENERATIONS, MY HEART.

6. The scene with Charming and his mom made me cry so much, omg.

7. FUCKING WINDMILL.

8. Poor Mary Margaret, oh my god, David is such a stupid bitch and I hate him so much right now.

9. Prince James in armor… hotter than usual… as if that was possible.

10. If James was his brother’s name, WHAT THE FUCK IS CHARMING’S ACTUAL NAME, DAMMIT, ARE WE NEVER GOING TO FIND OUT??!!

ooc: DUDE SAME HERE! I want MORE! Next Sunday needs to come sooner!!That episode killed me!!D8

ooc ; NUMBER 2 MAN FUCKING NUMBER 2 ALL THE FUCKING WAY SDIGAefjldgkerjsfldkgusagdUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I finally decided when i’m going to ask ashley, I just need to figure out the how.

I bought a ring today, although I dont know when I’m going to ask yet

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

The Lost Prince: Alexandra slept through the night last night,

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

I’m a proud papa.

And i’m a proud mama. I can’t believe she slept through the whole night at just a week old.

I’m glad she did, because I loved sleeping…

i love you

I love you more, Ashley.

Impossible

I beg to differ, my love.

yeah I guess. It’s just weird I guess because I see her as that in my head but now that you put it that way it’s different, but still a bit weird. But maybe that’s just me.

like oh my god its weird because reginas supposed to be this huge bitch so yeah.

wishing-on-dreams:

The Lost Prince: Alexandra slept through the night last night,

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

I’m a proud papa.

And i’m a proud mama. I can’t believe she slept through the whole night at just a week old.

I’m glad she did, because I loved sleeping…

i love you

I love you more, Ashley.

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

wishing-on-dreams:

thelost-prince:

I’m a proud papa.

And i’m a proud mama. I can’t believe she slept through the whole night at just a week old.

I’m glad she did, because I loved sleeping with you in my arms last night, too.

I loved that too. Made me feel safe all night.

You will always be safe love, I’m never leaving your side.

Good. I don’t think i’d make it without you.

Well you don’t have to ever worry about that now. 

forgetfullycharming:

ooc: No, just your grammar.

But that’s because I’m being lazy

(Source: thelost-prince)

forgetfullycharming:

thelost-prince:

Despite James’ ego, Thomas knew that he would always be grateful for having him in the family. “I’d rather have someone tell me how good I look from the front, James. But I think today will be different.” he smiled, and climbed onto his large white steed. The irony of the two having black and white horses was almost uncanny, the ying and yang. Thomas couldn’t be Thomas without James, and vice versa. He led the way out of the stables, heading toward the forest.
“I don’t need someone to tell me I look good from the front,” James snickered, “I already know that.” His cockiness was purely to bother Thomas, he wasn’t really like that. They both knew it, but it made their time together more interesting and fun. He nudged his stallion, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth so the horse would know to go. “If you want, I’ll wear a mirror on my back so you can see your reflection,” he joked.
“of course you don’t, because your looks have always gotten you places, James.” he said with a light laugh, “as mine have gotten me nothing, personality got me what I wanted.” he tapped the sides of his horse to prepare him to start galloping, “and as you can see I’ve never been happier!” he half yelled taking off into the forest.

forgetfullycharming:

thelost-prince:

“maybe not, but it’ll still be entertaining, will it not?” although James wasn’t actually his blood brother, it didn’t matter to Thomas. He always wanted a sibling, so after James slayed the dragon and became part of the family he had never been happier. He finally had someone to look up to, and learn things from, because learning things like ‘how to pick up girls’ from his father would’ve been to awkward to stand.
“Indeed, it will,” James replied as they approached the stables, “It’s always nice to have someone tell you what you look like from the back. Quite an ego boost, that is.” He turned to his brother and smirked before grabbing his horse’s saddle and strapping it on the large black steed. Although he wasn’t born into that family, he’d gotten quite close to all of them throughout his time in the castle- especially Thomas. He was almost a mentor to the young boy; he’d given him a commoner’s perspective and it would definitely help him later on.
Despite James’ ego, Thomas knew that he would always be grateful for having him in the family. “I’d rather have someone tell me how good I look from the front, James. But I think today will be different.” he smiled, and climbed onto his large white steed. The irony of the two having black and white horses was almost uncanny, the ying and yang. Thomas couldn’t be Thomas without James, and vice versa. He led the way out of the stables, heading toward the forest.

forgetfullycharming:

thelost-prince:

“I was simply looking for you to see if you wanted to go on a morning ride, but now I’m feeling like it should be a race now.” he laughed. He was always fond of his older brother, and was always accused of trying to be just like him. He could see why, he did have the habit of following him around when he was courting girls when they were younger, trying to pick up on his ways but never succeeding. But now that they were older he didn’t have to try to be like James, for he was becoming his own person. “so, brother, are you up for a challenge?”
“Doesn’t sound like much of a challenge, Thomas,” James countered, an eyebrow raised as he began walking toward the stables, “But you’re on.” He knew that Thomas had spent his life in his shadow, despite his… late entrance to the family. Slaying a dragon did get quite a bit of street credit, though, commoner or not. He was still quite young, though, when he’d taken on that challenge, so at least the two boys still got to grow up with each other.
“maybe not, but it’ll still be entertaining, will it not?” although James wasn’t actually his blood brother, it didn’t matter to Thomas. He always wanted a sibling, so after James slayed the dragon and became part of the family he had never been happier. He finally had someone to look up to, and learn things from, because learning things like ‘how to pick up girls’ from his father would’ve been to awkward to stand.