Going back in time, seeing his father at the height of his power and madness, assuring him that they would reunited before Rumple drinks the memory potion.
Learning who Emma is all over again, rebuilding their friendship, maybe even even letting themselves be in love again, finding joy in their shared son, trading their frustrations over magic and families.
Watching his father suffer through PTSD, trying his best to help him cope and not repress what he feels, crying with Belle when he ultimately fails.
Bonding with his step mother while they awkwardly try to figure out their dynamic, are they supposed to act like a child and a mother, two friends, or something they can’t think of?
Helping his son grow into his own, especially when he becomes the Author, teaching him to be responsible and never stop fighting for his loved ones, to succeed where all the men in his family have failed.
Watching in pain as the Darkness is torn out of his father and forced into the love of his life, agonizing over whether it would twist her as terribly, wondering who she would become.
Suffering the same curse as his father and True Love, gaining a greater understanding of them both because of it, fighting demons and death itself to hold onto his humanity.
Reuniting with his birth mother in the Underworld, finding peace and closure with her, a little spark of hope as their renewed love helps her move on.
Fighting tooth and nail when he realizes he has a younger sibling on the way, promising himself this one wouldn’t have the childhood he had, helping his parents reconcile and work towards protecting the baby.
Raging at yet another cruel relative that tears his family apart, seeking every possible way to save his baby brother, breaking down with grief when he realizes Gideon had just as bad of a childhood, uniting both his family and Emma’s to defeat his grandmother, rejoicing when he can finally hug the newest member of his family.
@leni-ba asked for cursed!Papafire in Storybrooke.
I have to contained my idea and not let it become 5+pages comic. So, this is what I’ve got. I hope you like it.
AU where Baelfire find a way back to EF before the curse hit. He become Neal Cassidy, orphan boy who work for Mr. Gold.
Neal and Gold was close, even if Gold won’t admit it. The pawnbroker feel a strange bond with the boy without knowing why. They even thought about what might have been if they are really a family…
I kinda thought about something happens during the curse and prompt Bae to run away, maybe he somehow got his memory back and decided he can’t face his father like this. He succeed, of cause, he can escape Neverland after all.
And maybe in this verse, he will decide to stay and help Emma break the curse, because, even if he knew his father has a hand in the curse being casted, he wants his father back.
And is basically erased from Rumple’s Happy Ending? Or at least not MENTIONED as relevant to Rumple’s Happy Ending?
Cause I am. Yes I am.
I am
I love Belle. I do. But she alone cannot be Rumple’s happy ending. She shouldn’t even be the majority of it. And to act like her and Gideon are it is just…maddening.
For the Remembering Baelfire event, from Rumple’s point of view. Because nothing is forgotten.
I loved you before I knew you Did what I had to To be there for your growing up. To hold you, to love you, to rock you through the night. I regretted only that I couldn’t give you piggyback rides Or kick a ball around with you But I could tell you stories, And sing you songs. I could give you hugs, and kiss Each bump and bruise better; I could wipe your tears away And tell you it was okay to cry When you were hurt, or scared,or sad. I tried to shield you from your mother’s slights From her indifference, And if I could not wholly succeed (You were always a smart boy – My sweet, brave, beautiful boy) Then I could make sure that you went to bed every night Knowing that your papa loved you More than anything in the world. And I could be there for your triumphs, First steps and first words and Each new mark that I carved upon my staff To mark your growing, into a boy That any man would be proud to call son. I would have died for you – Instead I had to kill.
For the Remembering Baelfire event, from Rumple’s point of view. Because nothing is forgotten.
I loved you before I knew you Did what I had to To be there for your growing up. To hold you, to love you, to rock you through the night. I regretted only that I couldn’t give you piggyback rides Or kick a ball around with you But I could tell you stories, And sing you songs. I could give you hugs, and kiss Each bump and bruise better; I could wipe your tears away And tell you it was okay to cry When you were hurt, or scared,or sad. I tried to shield you from your mother’s slights From her indifference, And if I could not wholly succeed (You were always a smart boy – My sweet, brave, beautiful boy) Then I could make sure that you went to bed every night Knowing that your papa loved you More than anything in the world. And I could be there for your triumphs, First steps and first words and Each new mark that I carved upon my staff To mark your growing, into a boy That any man would be proud to call son. I would have died for you – Instead I had to kill.
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