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charmingturkeysandwich · 5 years

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I Could Use a Love Song - Ch 1: givin’ up on love, hey love’s given up on me

Summary: Emma Swan, small town orphan and up-and-coming country singer, is known for her voice, her penchant for leather, and her overall (earned) anger toward the world. She’s had a rough go of it – rough enough that every single song of hers is angry or sad – but on the road something (or someone) happens that might change her tune.

(Spoiler Alert: it’s Killian. Cue the gasps of shock.)

Also on AO3.

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The upside to a truly shitty adolescence? Lyrical inspiration.

Emma Swan grew up a little bit all over the place, but primarily in a small town that was most definitely above the Mason-Dixon line and yet half its population spoke with some kind of southern-esque drawl. Confederate flags were common on Chevy trucks. Friday nights in the Fall were dedicated to high school football and absolutely nothing else. Their town’s only radio station was country, though it played seven different church services on Sunday mornings. To say that the whole town’s dynamic read like a cliché country song… it was more obvious than Emma’s bright red leather jacket in a crowd of cotton camo.

So no one was particularly surprised when the beautiful, damaged orphan with the voice of a (really pissed off) angel hit the road with a country band.

They might not have been surprised, but oh did they talk. After her falling out with the pastor’s son and her quick escape to Pittsburgh, she was every negative stereotype of famous in a small town you could conjure. Lily, the closest thing she’d had to a friend outside of Neal, son of Pastor Gold, would keep her updated on the rumors and the hearsay. Not that she wanted to know, necessarily. She’d rather imagine that her name had simply fallen out of the collective memory of that god forsaken town. But it hadn’t. Her story was on the tongues of every bar patron, Baptist, and boy scout leader north of I-80.

It wasn’t her story, though. Not really. The tales they told of Emma Swan always somehow ended up with her as the villain and not the fairy tale princess, the lost girl with no choice but to suffer at the hands of assholes.

Her parents had been shit. Drug addicts, apparently, and she’d been taken from them. She’d been passed through the foster system from ages 3-12, the best foster parents mostly ignoring her and the worst… well, she couldn’t afford the therapy to even attempt to go there.

She’d wound up with an OK but definitely half-crazy woman by the name of Sarah just before she turned 13 and that’s where she’d stayed, that hick town that just couldn’t get enough of her little sob story. That’s where she’d met Neal, the charismatic son of one of the town’s pastors. His dad had seemed nice enough, did a lot of community work and even owned several businesses, boasting of his commitment to boosting the local economy. For once she’d thought she’d found some people who didn’t suck who might make her life at least somewhat normal.

She, as usual, was wrong. Pastor Gold was… well, off. Way too angry for a dude preaching the New Testament each week. But at least he’d never hurt her. No, that privilege was reserved for Neal, who would beat her to a bloody pulp and then tell his daddy’s flock all about saving his sweet girl from a drug deal gone wrong (poor thing ended up like her parents despite the best efforts of the system, you see).

It was pathetic. And after she went to jail for having the gall to defend her own life from that sociopath, well, that was it. She dropped out of high school during the homecoming pep rally and hopped a bus to the city.

That had been years ago now, of course, but it was her origin story, as they say, and something very important to her on-stage personality. And her internal struggle.

Life had fucked her over and she was pissed. And so for five years after leaving that sleepy, secret-filled little town, all she ever really focused on was her anger. She’d write lyrics on truck stop napkins and sit in a half-stranger’s basement strumming chords on the guitar she’d stolen from the church rectory (she wasn’t sorry). She started out performing at open mic nights and then somehow found some of Her People, those who loved country music but maybe hadn’t grown up in a Dixie Chicks song (if only she could have Goodbye Earl’ed that son of a bitch high school boyfriend of hers before he ever laid a hand on someone new…).

(At least he ended up in prison. You know, eventually.)

(And, hey, her rage got her out there and selling records. But that was on her, not him. Nobody saves me but me, she always said. And she wasn’t about to thank a monster just because she survived slaying it.)

Tonight’s show was in a dive bar in upstate New York and Emma was so damn ready for it. She and Ruby had done a few shots of tequila before slipping on their tight jeans and leather jackets, and David had just finished setting up their brand new sound system that made them sound like they could actually be on CMT and not just playing from someone’s garage. David and Mary Margaret, they were like Johnny and June with their sweetness and Emma could hardly stomach it. But they were her friends, her actual honest-to-god, wouldn’t-rat-her-out-to-the-forest-service-for-underage-drinking friends and she loved them. She loved them and Ruby and even Graham in the only way she knew how: teasing insults, cases of beer, and not running away in the middle of the night even when she was feeling like her whole world could crash town with one wrong word from herself or anyone else.

(She really did need therapy beyond the catharsis of angry singing to half-drunk strangers. Someday, maybe.)

Friend love was a strange, but manageable thing. Well, mostly. But romantic love? Absolutely fucking not. After she left Neal and that town, after she drank away the pain and the frustration, well she thought maybe she’d give romance another try. Turned out the next guy was even worse, somehow, leaving her bruised and bloody when she turned down his marriage proposal at a fancy restaurant in Cleveland (yeah, those exist). The physical pain she had been used to, but the emotional… he called her every name she didn’t deserve and a few that she probably did, and when he finished her off with a few choice comments about the baby she’d lost after Neal threw her out a moving car, well she was done. For good. Never ever would she trust a man again. Preacher’s son or furniture salesman – they were all just… evil. She couldn’t ever again take that chance.

But tonight – tonight she wasn’t thinking about romance or even the past, not beyond the bits and pieces that had made their way into her songs. She was happy, buzzed, excited. Their little tour bus (well, van) family was rising in the ranks and soon she could move far away and get her own apartment overlooking the thriving streets of Nashville. Soon she would be so busy with interviews and music video shoots that she wouldn’t have a single second to spare a thought to those who had hurt her. Soon she would be so rich she wouldn’t ever feel lonely because she’d always have male company in the form of all her Benjamins she’d backstroke through like Scrooge McDuck.

The previous night Mary Margaret had tried to set Emma up with the singer of their opening act, a guy they called August who carried a typewriter instead of a guitar (who she’d definitely seen leaving with a drunk after she’d turned him down, by the way), so Emma had already had her monthly I Don’t Want Love chat with her hopeless romantic friend. Meaning today she was free and clear to just… enjoy this new life she’d spent years building on the bones of all the good girls she could have been.

She high-fived Ruby and David kissed her on the cheek as they took the stage, starting the guitar riff as Emma sauntered out to the opening words of the song. This was one of her crowd favorites, a good one to set the tone for what kind of show to expect, and she was melting into her confident, badass, devil-may-care persona easily by the time they hit the first chorus.

I’m goin’ home, gonna load my shotgun

Wait by the door and light a cigarette

He wants a fight, well now he’s got one

And he ain’t seen me crazy yet

A few people in the front row were singing along and her heart was bursting with pride that she was on this road, that she’d turned such a goddamn nightmare of a life into something positive and productive and while overall it still wasn’t healthy… she damn well was on the road to actually being someone. To finally shutting up the idiots back in Pennsyltucky who were convinced she wasn’t going to amount to anything but a statistic just like her parents (despite having never even tried any drug beyond alcohol and nicotine, the judgmental fucks).

One thing that entertained her beyond reason was listening to Mary Margaret sing backup vocals on the songs Emma wrote. Emma liked to call Mary’s on-stage persona Snow White Trash and Ruby insisted that be the name of the band’s first mainstream album when their big break finally came and Emma actually fucking laughed in the middle of performing her angry song that night because she couldn’t stop thinking about the mismatch.

So when the song was over she apologized to the crowd, told them how much she loved her band and her friends, even the hilariously innocent of them, and asked someone to pass her a beer so she could stop the chuckles from trickling out during the next song.

Next on their set list was one that had been co-written by Emma and Ruby, two girls from two very different small towns, who still had so much shared experience. It used to hurt her to sing it, the depressing nature of where she came from threatening to swallow her whole, until Graham came to her one night after the show, quieted her tearful sobs with a kiss and told her to just pretend it was a movie. She was just telling a story. It wasn’t her town or Ruby’s… it was nothing but fiction.

And that’s how she belted it all out totally devoid of those pesky feelings that made her wish she could just crawl under a rock rather than relive her trauma for the seventy third time this fucking year.

If you ain’t got two kids by 21, you’re probably gonna die alone

At least that’s what tradition told you

This song was a lesser known of theirs so they don’t have as many mouthing the words back, but the energy in the crowd is still so high, despite this song being a little more bummer than banger. So she scans the crowd, watches the faces of the drunk, the joyful, the brooding, and best of all, those who understand.

Off to the left, just at the edge of the stage, she saw probably the hottest man she’d ever seen in real life. Black leather jacket, artfully mussed hair, a smirk that could charm her pants right off if she let him.

It’s not that hot guys didn’t come to their shows. They definitely did. But they were usually more the Jake Owen or Luke Bryan type, the ones that look like they were ready to meet your mama by the third date. This guy, he didn’t seem the take-home-to-parents type (just the kind for her, having no parents and all).

But there was something else different about him. Standing just off stage, standing alone, glancing toward David every so often. He looked a bit too confident, comfortable, like he already had some kind of connection to her makeshift little family, and that set up some red flags.

She was not accepting applications for any new friends at the moment. Or maybe ever.

She’d been staring just a little and people tended to notice stuff like that so of course he eventually locked eyes with her, for just a fleeting moment, and there was something in that one glance that told her he knew what she was singing, how she felt, on a level that most others just… didn’t.

So naturally she broke the gaze and didn’t look back.

Jack and Jill went up the hill.

Jack burned out on booze and pills.

Mary had a little lamb.

Mary just don’t give a damn no more.

From there, Mary Margaret had taken over lead vocals, her cover of Strawberry Wine a nice balm to the mood-dampener that Merry-Go-Round always was. And every show without fail, she always took that transition to gloat about how she’s most definitely not the Mary from that song because she has David and loves him so much and Emma almost always makes the universal gesture for “gag me” to the crowd eliciting laughter and a few errant woo’s.

She didn’t tonight.

First taste of love, oh

Bittersweet

And green on the vine

Like strawberry wine

(sorry Deana Carter, but there wasn’t always some sweet.)

They closed the show with Kerosene, like they always did: high-energy, twangy, and true-to-form for their actual fans. The whole bar was on their feet, jumping and swaying and shouting and spilling their $4 beers on the guy beside them but no one really cared because they were sharing a moment, Emma and each of them, singing out their anger and sadness and ten years of life’s-not-fair.

Crazy how a three minute song could effectively patch the wounds of a whole life.

And, yeah, maybe it wasn’t really patching anything. Maybe it was just distraction. Maybe she was just as much a drug addict as her parents, but her drug was the stage and the music and the connection she shared with every other person in each and every bar who didn’t get the benefit of a first love like any kind of wine.

She sang her song from the diaphragm – broadway voice – but it was like it came all the way from her toes. It was always her anger that defined her, drove her, made her feel alive.

Why not lean into it?

I gave it everything I had

And everything I got was bad

Life ain’t hard but it’s too long

To live it like some country song

Trade the truth in for a lie

Cheating really ain’t a crime

I’m giving up on love, cause love’s given up on me

Songs sung, merch sold, and bar tab closed, Emma headed toward the crew’s van, ready to sleep off the liquor in the third row seats while the lovebirds took the hotel room above the bar and Ruby and Graham found someone’s bed to put their boots under for the night.

It was odd, feeling like the fifth wheel when truly there was only one couple in the band. But Ruby and Graham, they were so in sync with where they were in their life – jand it was just not what Emma was looking for – that she still ended up left out.

Which was fine. Everything was just fine.

Until her path to the van was obstructed by the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen in her life, the smoldering-eyed, confident guy who’d nearly made her forget her own lyrics before she’d promptly remembered to forget him and any other person who might possibly hold the potential to make her heart skip.

(Hearts aren’t meant to skip. That’s not love; it’s a trip to the cardiologist.)

He was definitely about to annoy her, so shouldn’t he look properly… annoying? Not like a goddamn model. That was distracting her from her annoyance and inevitable hate. Because a girl like her? Every song lyric and leather jacket was a clear message: leave me the fuck alone.

He clearly wasn’t receiving the signal.

“Swan, I presume?” he finally spoke, her eyes certainly glaring daggers at him despite her tiredness and BAC.

“Uh, obviously? What do you want.” (It wasn’t a question.)

“To introduce myself, of course! Killian Jones, at your service.”

She stopped a few feet from him, one hand on her hip and the other reaching for the cigarettes in the back pocket of her jeans.

“I’m not interested in any services beyond handing me a lighter. Can you manage that one?”

He smirked at her and reached into his jacket, the click of the zippo lighter in his hand echoing off the brick alley the van was parked in. With a quick flick of his thumb there was a flame and he offered it to her, his eyes burning with something other than the reflection of the fire.

“Ah, yes, that’s something even a one-handed bloke like me can manage.” He clicked the lighter closed and deposited it back in his jacket, only to reveal his left arm – ending at the wrist – from where it had been tucked behind him.

Emma deflated a little, some compassion left inside her despite the unwanted nature of his approaching her. “OK, Captain Hook, what exactly do you want from me?”

(She had compassion, but also very little candor. For the record.)

“Ah, yes, I’ve never heard that one before,” he muttered, rolling his eyes and finally looking like he was receiving her please-go-away signals, but he still soldiered on. “I was meant to be here before the show started, but I had some trouble finding this hole-in-the-wall. I presume by your attitude that Dave didn’t warn you I was coming?”

“You presume correctly. Can you please get on with whatever garbage is happening here? I swear if they put you up to asking me out or something I’m going to kill them. Mary Margaret especially. Because we just talked about this and I know that it’s not your fault that they’re such meddlers but I swear I’m pretty much the same girl who sings on stage in real life and I absolutely want nothing to do with men. Or women, for that matter… I’m not a person who dates and if they thought..”

“Love, please stop. No, I’m not here to ask you out. Believe me, I know I’m not what you need. I mean, technically I am, but not in the romantic sense.”

He paused and waggled his eyebrows and Emma was too tired to roll her eyes so she just closed them, willing the moment to pass. “I’ve been hired to work for you. All of you. Roadie. Can’t play notes on a guitar anymore, but I can haul them in and out of these dumps you lot perform in.”

Ah. He was the guy David had suggested they hire but the group had then rejected the idea and apparently David decided to overrule them all because why would Prince Charming listen to a democratic band vote, anyway? (Ugh.)

“Can you maybe stop insulting the patrons that pay us since that same money is going to be what pays you?”

Drunk laugher and electronic music pulsed out of the back door of the bar they’d played in not long before. Almost closing time now. Emma needed to get out of the open before she had to break someone’s wrist for drunkenly groping her. Again.

“Ah, of course, love,” he replied, finally seeming to be at least somewhat chagrined. “Now if you could point me in the direction of our sleeping quarters, I’ll leave you to your business.”

“First of all, I am not your love. We’ve covered this already and I need you to keep up. Second, do you really think we make enough to have quarters? I’m not entirely sure how we’re going to both pay you and eat. So.”

“So, what exactly does that mean for you or I, Swan?” he emphasized her last name in an effort to prove he was capable of using titles other than ridiculous British terms of endearment.

“Well, Jones, that means that either you go shack up with David and the missus (10/10 would not recommend; Mary gets very horny while drunk and her voice carries), or you do like Graham or Ruby and find a local to make gross sex noises with. Or whatever they do. Don’t know, don’t ask, don’t care.”

“And you, princess?” His tone was a challenge. He wanted her to object to the sickly sweet nickname. And she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction.

“I sleep in the van. And I do not cuddle.”

“Oh, it’s not cuddling I’m looking for,” he purred, waggling his stupid eyebrows again. (This time she did roll her eyes, annoyed enough to expend the limited energy she still possessed.)

“Then go find someone willing, buddy. Like I said.”

He shook his head and laughed, already turning back toward the van. “Damn. David said you were difficult, but I wasn’t expecting this. I’ll sleep wherever you don’t. Unless you snore?”

“No, I do not snore!”

“Great. Then we’ll get along just dandy.” He waited next to the van until Emma pulled out the fob to unlock it, sliding open the big door a second after the beep-beep to signal entry. “After you, not anyone’s love.”

“Thanks, Captain. I’ll be in the back. Touch me at your peril.”

They each crawled into the van and settled at opposite ends. Emma tossed Killian a blanket and Killian tossed Emma a pillow that had been lodged in the front seat and they both drifted off to the sounds of Garth Brooks on the Pandora radio Ruby had bought her to ward away the nightmares that inevitably accompanied the silence.

#cs ff #cs au #cs fanfic #cs fanfiction #keisha writes #first chapter #I've done emo AU #now it's time for the other music of pain #that's country music #at least that's what xander says #this has been a buffy reference in the tags of an ouat story #have a nice day

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resident-of-storybrooke · 6 years

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could you rec me a good captain swan fic?

Nonnie…you came to the right place!! I am currently working on a rec list right now because someone else asked for one!

(me right now)

At the current moment I do not have a completed list, but I do have some authors I suggest you checking out! I’m not sure what type of CS story you are looking for so I’ll give you a wide range and some descriptions.

Authors (in order of my chat bar on the right lol)

@artistic-writer - angst af, smut galore, real feels, some of the best HEA out there. Seriously, fantastic author, I love whenever she puts out anything new so make sure to check out everything she has. Also, super talented artist!!!! Make sure to check out her work!

@kymbersmith-90 - short chapters, but hella chapters. If you love British culture (especially some lovely royals). Not a lot of smut, we have some, but some really good angst and fluff right here.

@hookedonapirate - fantastic MCs, we have some thrilling moments, love, really interest plots to follow here. Some of the first stories I read when I came into the fandom, so I hold her stories close to my heart.

@flslp87 - takes AU writing to a whole other level! Deals with some great real life issues, but always has this magical touch to her stories. Get ready for a lot of twists and turns, but with the most epic payoffs.

@blowmiakisscolin - has some really fluffy stuff out there (makes up for the Insta that likes to kill me). Smart dialogue! Really enjoying her most recent piece, criminal mind fans this is a good one for us!

@rouhn - ah this sweetie pie has some amazing stories out there! Fantastic MCs, but has some of the most killer one shots out there.

@welllpthisishappening - you like sports?? No? I don’t care!! Eead this author and you will love hockey like there’s no tomorrow!! Really wholesome pieces, Tripping Over the Blue line is gonna go down as a CS classic, so make sure to catch up on that!

@swanderful1 - this cherub has one story out, and I am in love with her! Seriously, big things are ahead for this writer. First piece is this like true crime, smut, angst, family feels, happy ever after(?). Big things coming!

@wellhellotragic - I cannot put into words how talented this author is. Just read all of the pieces. READ THEM ALL!

@hollyethecurious - ah bless this beautiful soul! Really really amazing stories, make sure to check out Dark Hook Comes to Storybrooke if you read anything from her, but you should read everything from her…

@winterbaby89 - again can never go wrong with any story from this saint! A real smart writer in my opinion!!

@stubble-sandwich - Return To Me (3 chapters in) just started, I cried in the first chapter…while at work…so like read at your own risk (but read the damn story).

@ilovemesomekillianjones - hmmmmmm yesss queen slays the game! Accidentally My Ass was my first story of theirs I found and I’ve been hooked since, pardon the pun.

@xemmaloveskillianx - The Reason will actually ruin you, but like freaking amazing stories and you must read them all! Find them on ao3!!

Okay….that’s all I have for now. As I said this is only partly the list I have going! Nonnie I hope you enjoy these fucking fantastic authors and their stories, I have along with dozens of others. Hope this was helpful!!!!

R-O-S CS Rec List coming soon to a blog near you!

All the love

#cs rec list #cs #captain swan #why is everyone so talented #support my friends #once upon a time #ouat #emma swan #killian jones #fluff #smut #angst #romance #family #a little bit of everything #cs ff #cs ff au #cs au #cs fanfic

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blog-aanchal1234421 · 4 years

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Diwali Look Guide To Look Drop Dead Gorgeous This Diwali

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blog-aanchal1234 · 4 years

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Diwali Look Guide To Look Drop Dead Gorgeous This Diwali

How To Style On Diwali: Diwali Look Book 2020

Diwali Look #1- Slay it with an overcoat

Diwali Look #2- Invigorating gowns

Diwali Look #3- Always a statement skirt and crop tops

Diwali Look #4- Wraparound sarees

Diwali Look #5- Palazzo suits

Diwali Look #6- Palazzo and crop top

Diwali Look #7- Dhoti saree

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darkcozyforest · 7 years

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More Music Asks

1. a song from the year you were born

Check yes or no – George Strait

2. a song that reminds you of school

Walmart Parking Lot – Chris Cagle, Back to School Again – Grease 2

3. a song tied to a specific moment in your life

Mr. Brightside – The Killers, I Don’t Want to Wait – Paula Cole

4. a song that is not sung in your native language

Como La Flor - Selena

5. a song over 5 minutes long

Carnaval Del Barrio – In the Heights

6. a song under 2 minutes long

March of the Witch Hunters – Wicked

7. an instrumental

Nearer, My God, to Thee – The Piano Guys

8. a classical piece

Swan lake, ballet suite, Op 20 : I: (Lake in the Moonlight) - Tchaikovsky

9. a song with no percussion

Run to You - Pentatonix

11. something you’d give ANYTHING to hear performed live

The Dance – Garth Brooks

12. a song by an artist who’s from where you’re from (town/city/state/country)

Mockingbird – Eminem (He lived in my small town in MO until middle school)

13. a song made suddenly precious because of a special someone

Desperado – Clint Black/The Eagles

17. a song for raging

Not Ready to Make Nice – Dixie Chicks

21. a song that you could SLAY at karaoke

There are Worse Things I Could Do – Grease

22. a song you can’t help but dance to

Hips Don’t Lie – Shakira

23. a song that makes you want to dance on a table

Ignition (Remix) R. Kelly

24. a song that makes you wanna STRIP

Pour Some Sugar on Me – Def Leppard

27. a song with counting

Mambo No. 5 – Lou Bega

28. a song with spelling

Angel – Natasha Bedingfield

32. a song whose lyrics shocked you once you were old enough to understand them

This Love – Maroon 5

36. a great song you discovered thanks to television

Wedding Dress – Matt Nathanson

37. a song you’re ashamed to have in your music library

The Bad Touch – Bloodhound Gang

@locke-writes I answered more of them

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Okay so you're new to the fandom? I gotta know what's your favorite fitz and simmons moments from season 1-5

OH DEAR LORD. WHy you gotta ask me the hard questions. Okay well yes I am a new shipper. It sounds weird to say that because I actually found fitzsimmons videos a year or so ago. I had a whole collection of my favorite moments of theirs saved on my youtube account. Never watched the show, had just kind of haphazardly came across them and would look up scenes every few weeks. But then shit started to look like it was going all downhill and angsty for them as a ship so I stopped looking into the videos (had to protect my soul lol). But then I started binge watching the show all together and NOW HERE I AM W/ NO LIFE ONLY A BURNING FITZSIMMONS SHIP that honestly is the best. Its also perfect timing because captain swan ship kind of finished off, and I was in need.

And honestly fitzsimmons is just as beautiful as Captain Swan to me which says a lot, because that was my lifeblood for years ha ha.

Anyways to answer your question which I plan to pick two answers for for most of because 1 is too little, here you go ha ha.

Season 1 - I cannot chose between the scene where she jumps off the plane (which that whole episode was gold) Honestly the whole moment they realize they have been next to each other since day 1 and that is why they are so terrified of what’s happening, because being without each other is terrifying gets me right in the feels.

But the part where she jumps. The looks exchanged. And Iains brilliant screaming reaction, sold me on the ship and really made me see a career for him.

But I also can’t pick it before or after 2x22s underwater scenes and love confession. The look on his face while she’s explaining death. It was the first time I think ive ever scene a show perfectly and accurately describe and show what its like for someone to fall in love with another persons mind (at least that’s what I got from watching Fitz’s face), AND The part where Fitz goes “and youre more than that Jemma” gets me every time. AND HER array of kisses fucking kills me. So those are my two from season 1.

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SEASON 2 - I have to chose the scene where Jemma says that maybe there is something there, and grabs his hand. I mean they waited until the last second but they gave it to us, and her little hitched breath/cry at the end was so something I could relate to. Like I felt like I knew what that feeling was for a moment, and that’s good acting right there when all of a sudden you understand what it’s like to be the character.

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SEASON 3 - This has got to be the hardest one to narrow it down for me season wise. This season KILLED ME. Like If there is any season that has scenes I always go back to its this one for sure. First some honorable mentions …

1. The scene where Iain’s character is being told that they need to contact Jemma’s parents and then him yelling at the monolith KILLED ME. Its so close to being my top favorite moment because it was so wildly well acted and touching but only reason Im not counting it as my favorite is because Jemma is gone.

2.Also that kiss with the whole funny space, my most prized possession, line is amazing. Funny cute. Soft and gentle. Like that split second move where he ever so slightly moves his face and they take it as a sign to gently kiss and his ensuring she was ready was perfect. I loved every second of it.

3. And Im also having a hard time not counting this third honorable mention as one as my favorite because again you see how much Fitz really loves her. And you are able to tell just what he thinks of her and how much he values her and wants her. And god damn its so well acted for a dude just looking at a video screen. LIKE FUCK. How is this not my favorite when its one of my most replayed, well probably because Jemma and him aren’t together yet lol. BUT IT IS DEF in my top most replayed.

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But my two favorite from this season has to be

1. The scene where he talks about settling down in Scotland. His face when she’s like ‘i was as clear headed as ever’ is so heartbreakingly gorgeous. He wants her so bad haha.

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2. AND The kiss scene. GOD the body language slays my entire life. From the exasperated “are you seriously mad at me” walk to the “get angry line” where everyone including their mothers was like awe yiss Jemma wants him to want her just as bad.

To the look on his face afterwards where he’s like omg she has no idea how hurt I am and the whole “you think that i’m not angry, im sick to my stomach” line kills my heart. And the pure desperation when she says “and you dove through a whole in the universe for me” and Fitz’s face which is like “I fucking can’t not kiss her right now” kills my entire being. I think it’s safe to say its my number 1 most re watched scene.I die every time.

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Season 4 - My favorite scene is I believe it 4x14 but I could be wrong. Where Jemma tells him he makes things from the brilliance of his mind and goodness of his heart kills me. Watching Fitz’s face and how much he loves her and is astounded by her love in him gets me every time. I replay this one a lot as well!

Honorable mentions also go to the reunion scene and the pod hug at the end of season 4 and jesus fuck the scene where he says there is only room in his heart for her. That was the best confirmation of endgame to ever be given in my life haha. Again an instance replay for me.

Season 5 - The promo? Haha.

PS THIS WAS TOOO HARD. And I wish I could have included links for each clip but they limit that shit because theyre evil lol.

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footyplusau · 7 years

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AFL competition framework is better than ever. So can we stop the fiddling for five minutes?

If your definition of a great competition is every team having at least some sort of chance of beating any other team on a given day, then AFL football has never been in as good a shape as right now.

Take a look at the ladder. Two of the bottom three spots are currently filled by two of the three most successful sides of the past decade. The other has played finals the past three years and twice been within one win of a grand final berth.

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Geelong remain undefeated after claiming a 126-88 win over a spirited St Kilda outfit at Etihad Stadium.

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Giant Heath Shaw has come under fire and since apologised after calling Swan Tom Papley a ‘f***ing retard’.

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Fremantle have claimed their third consecutive win, defeating North Melbourne 67-62 in Perth in a thriller that went down to the wire.

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Buddy Franklin’s 800th career goal was little consolation for the Swans as GWS condemned their cross-town rivals to a fifth straight loss.

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Brisbane and Carlton, tipped almost universally this season to finish 17th and 18th, have at least won a game. And on Saturday, the Lions led the reigning premier by 38 points shortly before half-time, a Western Bulldogs outfit which came from seventh after the regular season to win a flag.

If that doesn’t signify evenness and unpredictability, what does? As for exciting games, we’re hardly short of them are we? So what’s with this incessant need to tinker, not just with laws of the game, but the very framework of an AFL competition that is working just fine?

The Bulldogs won the grand final from seventh place last year. Photo: AFL Media/Getty Images

We’ve become used to the annual night grand final kite-flying exercise. Last year there was a concerted campaign to offer Brisbane and potentially other clubs more assistance because they hadn’t been in the finals for – shock, horror – a few seasons.

And now we’re getting more impromptu “suck it and see” polling with the concept of a 17-5 fixture. Well, I’m sick to death of it. And I’m not the only one.

The 17-5 fixture concept is one of AFL chief executive Gillon McLachlan’s favourite kites. And he’s got plenty of helpers (usually connected to TV networks) all too ready to take it out for a run seemingly every few weeks.

In the latest breathless dispatches, we’re told three groups of six teams would be ruled off after every team had played each other once, the top two “conferences” fighting out a top eight berth, but even more stupidly, a bottom-six side potentially given a finals chance as well as points to use in the next national draft.

Lions players look dejected after losing the round five AFL match against the Western Bulldogs on Saturday. Photo: Getty Images

The 17-5 model is necessary, apparently, because there’s not enough incentive for teams stuck in the bottom six after 17 rounds. Well, here’s one. Try winning more of your first 17 games. If you don’t, why on earth should you deserve a chance for a “wildcard” finals spot or whatever US sport-inspired jargon seems sexy right now?

Apparently, the fact that last year none of Carlton, Brisbane, Richmond, Fremantle or Gold Coast won more than one of their last five games highlights the need for a “new solution”. In fact, perhaps all it highlighted was that they just weren’t very good teams.

We play 198 home and away games a season now. News flash. Not all of them are going to be gripping, nor have finals spots riding on them. And even with close to 200 games to churn through, I’ll wager there’s a higher percentage that indeed do have something riding on them than the 132 we played in a 12-team competition until 30 years ago.

A solution to tanking? It’s talk that had some credence when teams stood to earn an extra priority draft pick as well as one for finishing at the bottom of the ladder. But the AFL dispensed with institutionalised priority picks five years ago.

Now that the only gap between clubs’ draft hands is determined by ladder positions, is the difference between draft selection No.1 as opposed to Nos. 2-3-4-5-6 on a 40-man playing list really enough to have AFL clubs even considering deliberately dropping games? Give me a break.

As for adding excitement? So the top six spend the last five rounds playing each other. Given they’re the best-performed teams to date, it’s more than likely they lock horns at least once again, if not more, during the finals proper. Is that more exciting? Or more a case of familiarity breeding if not contempt, boredom.

And speaking of incentives, if we adopted the 17-5 model, would clubs, knowing they could still potentially play finals even were they 13th on the ladder with just five games left, still hit the regular season as hard?

What would be the point if you only had to be somewhere vaguely beyond the bottom five to still have a chance in September? You could spell some players for half a season and have them hit a physical peak for two months only.

We could effectively call the first 17 rounds pre-season, scrap the home and away tag and have a nine-week finals series. See how ridiculous this gets?

Perhaps I’m getting old and cranky. But the goldfish memories, driving of agendas and constant refusal to consider history as context infecting football more and more drives me batty. The 17-5 fixture and the rationale for its necessity are just another example.

But I’m also not too old and wedded to the past to realise that right now, we have a framework of an AFL competition that is the best it’s ever been. The model isn’t broken. It doesn’t need fixing. How about we leave it the bloody hell alone for at least five minutes?

AND WHILE I’M AT IT

Up for grabs: North were unlucky to lose out in another close contest. Photo: Paul Kane

So how are North Melbourne going? Depends who you ask. My suggestion on Twitter on Saturday evening that the Roos had been stiff this season certainly drew plenty of scorn.

There was the usual “chokers” label regularly applied indiscriminately to any team which loses by a kick after leading. And in North’s case, the increasingly regular “Brad Scott must go” lines.

I wonder, though, how many people throwing those tags around expected much more from the Roos this season than they’re getting? Not many, I would have thought. And if those that did were unrealistic to expect more, I reckon they’re also being a bit harsh now.

This is a team that has calculatedly taken the rebuilding route, with the departures of five veterans at the end of last year shedding close to 1600 games worth of collective experience to do so. This year was never going to be smooth sailing, most people consigning the Roos to the bottom four, where with a 0-5 scoreline now, they’re every chance to wind up.

The question now is whether the focus, after three losses by under a kick, should be on the five-goal leads North have given up each time, or the effort in getting to those winning positions. I think it’s the latter.

Fremantle and North Melbourne line up for ANZAC ceremonies at Domain Stadium. Photo: Daniel Carson/AFL Media

Two of the defeats have been to a reigning premier and a preliminary finalist of last season, both in pretty decent form again. The other, on Saturday, was against a clearly revitalised Fremantle in Perth, the most difficult of road trips, where North have won just twice in their last dozen appearances.

It’s true the Roos under Scott have issues in the tight finish. In his eighth season as coach, North have lost 21 games decided by single figures, and won only nine. Then again, how many expected them to be that close to those three teams this season anyway?

The effort can’t be questioned. And the gains have been considerable, the Roos already using 29 players and handing six their AFL debuts, all of whom have had some sort of impact when given a chance.

Senior recruits Nathan Hrovat and Marley Williams have added plenty, Trent Dumont has improved out of sight, Mason Wood is now back in the mix, and while senior types Jarrad Waite and Ben Jacobs are still several weeks away, there’s more good kids ready to have a crack in Ryan Clarke, Sam Durdin and Corey Wagner.

If there’s one thing Scott should look at harder now, it’s playing even more of their like and having the courage to drop some under-performing veterans. But this is a team playing much, much better than a 0-5 win-loss record would indicate. And while it’s easy to parrot lines like you’re only as good as the scoreboard, in North’s case right now, that is patently untrue.

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