#pinocchio | august w. booth

[shelbgrey]

Hi, I saw you were taking requests for once upon a time, can a I request this prompt “You saw the good in me when no one else did...so thank you” with August and maybe some smut? Thank you!

Hidden secrets(August Booth)

Paring: August Booth x Hopper!Reader, Archie Hopper x Daughter!Reader

Summary: august has been writing all day and his girlfriend wants his attention prompt: 1.9) “You saw the good in me when no one else did...so thank you”

AU! Where Gepetto finds out Archie was involved with his parents death and hasn't forgiven Archie since. August and y/n have to keep their relationship a secret because of their feuding fathers.

Warrings: SMUT! Teasing, Dry humping, slight hand job, female reader, unprotected sex, slight dirty talk?

MasterList

“dad, I'm going out” I said, peaking my head into his office. Pongo sat up from his bed next to mu dad's desk and greeted me with a nudge of his black nose and his waging tail. My dad looked up from the file he was reading and smiled.

“where are you going if you don't mind me asking?” my father asked kindly. That was the problem, he was too kind and it killed me to lie to him. The secret keeping wasn't exactly his fault, he hated the on going feud just as much as August and I did.

It was bad enough my dad still felt guilty about Gepetto's parents and when the secret was revealed he tunred on my father then making me and August Storybrooke's very own Romeo and Juliette, which sucks beacuse I hate Shakespeare. I'm sure my father would be supportive, because he's nothing less than loyal and kind, but me and August both agreed to keep our love a secret.

“going out with Ruby” I quickly lied which ment I'd have to shoot her a text, asking her to cover my ass. My dad nodded and waved good bye. “okay, love you Bug”

“love you too” I said and quickly left to meet up with August.

We met up at the toll bridge like we always did. “hey, beautiful” August smirked and handed me the spare helmet beofer claiming on the back of his motorcycle. The helmet I wore covered my face completely, it was a safety thing and he never let me get on the back of his bike without it. But if I was on the back of it no one in Storybrooke knew who I was and trust me the people of Storybrooke wanted to know who August was riding around town with.

No one knew about us except Ruby and Emma. Ruby knew because she was my best friend and I'd never lie to her and emma just found out by mistake, she had walked in on us one time because August forgot to lock the door to his place.

It didn't matter that there was nothing to do in town, it was nice just to hold on to him as we road around Storybrooke on his bike. With the helmets on we were just a couple without any worries, and we didn't have to deal with our his father.

We made a few laps around town then went threw the woods once before getting some food at Granny's. We could go in there and no one would question it, we got our usual spot which was in the very back and ate before heading back to his place to relax.

--------(3rd pov)--------

Later that afternoon August and y/n retired to his apartment to relax and so August could do some writing. The clacking of a typewriter filled August's ears as he concentrated on the story he was working on. His girlfriend of two years sighed as she layed on the bed they shared. It felt cold without him and the lazy day turned into something that dragged. Y/n tossed around in bed a bit before rolling on her stomach and watched August typing away on the typewriter he refused to replace with a computer. “Auggie?”

without looking up he spoke in a tone that said u. Wasn't fully listening. “Yes, Sweetheart?”

Y/n silently rolled out of bed and walked to where his desk stood on the other side of their bedroom. She stood behind the chair he was setting in and ran her hand through his wavy hair then kissed the side of his forehead. “Are you almost done?”

He looks up and sees her behind him. He smiles. "Not even halfway, darling.”

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hugging him from behind as she placed gentle kisses on his scruffy jaw. “But I'm so bored without you”

a grin spreads across his face. “Oh, you're bored?”

Without thinking, he scooted his chair away from the desk to wrap his arms around her and pulled her down to his lap with a smirk. She got comfortable in his lap, facing him with her legs dangling off the sides of the chair as I straddled his lap. August scooted his chair back to its original place and got back to work, resting his chin on her shoulder so he could continue writing. 

his fingers move over the keys as he continues writing, now feeling the warmth of her body against his “I'll let you sit on my lap if you behave”

Y/n shifted in his lap, making sure to brush up against the sensitive area between his legs. She rested her head against his chest, pretending she didn't know what she just did. “I'll behave…”

August bites his lip as he hears her innocent sounding voice as his cheeks slowly turn red. "You better behave…” he leaned forward and continued to type. 

She shifted slightly again, purposely grinding against him. August couldn't concentrate on his typing, the warmth between his legs growing increasingly uncomfortable and yet, he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling. His chest rose and fell in tandem with her breaths as he tried to ignore the distraction. 

Her soft moans filled his ears, feeling him starting to grow harder. The roughness of his jeans provided a small amount of friction against her short-shorts covered core. Placing his hands on her hips to keep her still, he leaned in close, letting out a low growl "You're going to be in trouble if you keep that up…”

“Sorry... Just trying to get 'comfortable'” she teased, hiding her face in his neck.

August's heart races as her soft breath fanned across his neck. He tries to ignore the growing bulge in his pants, focusing on the story he's telling. His fingers started to fly over the keys, the snapping of the keys getting louder and more aggressive as he got lost in the rhythm of their dance.

August grew harder against her, his erection twitched against where she needed him most, the only thing keeping them apart was her shorts and his jeans. The arousal between them grew as she gripped his t-shirt in her fists, her arousal soaking through her shorts onto his jeans. 

August let out a groan as he felt the wetness seeping through his jeans. His fingers falter slightly on the keyboard, but he grits his teeth stubbornly and keeps typing. I smirked, knowing he wasn't gonna give up easily. She kissed his jaw instead of grinded against him. 

August shivers at the touch of her lips on his skin. His fingers continue to fly over the keyboard, but his mind is no longer focused on the story he's telling. All he can think about is her body and how much he wants her “you're making this extremely difficult for me…”

“Just trying to give you... Emotional support” she teased as she nipped down his jaw and continued to grinded against him again. The wet patch on his jeans grew bigger. Her breathing quickens as her core ached for him. August groans again as he feels her plush lips on his skin, her body pressing against his. He tries to maintain control, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. He can feel the bulge in his pants growing harder by the second. “you'll be giving me something else if you aren't careful…”

Y/n nipped at the skin under his ear then whispered, “like what?” she grinded against the sensitive area between his legs. 

August growls low in his throat, feeling the wetness against the fly of his jeans. He can't help but arch his back into the sensation, stopping his writing momentarily to hold her hips in place as he arched up into hers. She moaned as he arched his back, the zipper of his jeans pressed against her clothed clit. 

August bites his lip, feeling the need to give in to the desire building within him. He turned to face her, a hungry look in his eyes. She moaned, got desperate as she moved her hips faster. 

August's hands find her waist, pulling her closer to him as he crushes his lips against hers for a brushing, hungry kiss. His tongue sweeps into her mouth, tasting her fully as he pushes his rigid length against the fabric of her shorts.

She moaned against his lips, their tongues fought for the dominance he easily won. She tugged at his hair as their hips grinded against each other, making her grow wetter. As their mouths collided, a wave of heat rushed through him. He deepened the kiss, teasing her tongue with his own. She moaned against his lips, tugging at his hair. August groaned at the sensation as his hand snaked under her shirt, tracing a light pattern over your stomach. "You're making this awfully hard,”

“I could tell” she joked, pulling away from the kiss to look down at his erection pressing against his jeans. 

August chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzipped his jeans. "I'm going to need some help with that," he murmured, taking hold of her hand and guiding it towards his hard length. "Touch me.”

Y/n's heart pounded as she stared into his blue eyes and slowly started to stroke him. His eyes fluttered shut as he tilted back. He let out a low groan as she stroked him, a look of pure lust and desire etched on his features. His breathing grew shallow and his body tensed, his hips jerking slightly in response to her touch.

She pressed her lips against his, her tongue danced with his. The feeling of her lips on his, the taste of her mouth mixed with his own was intoxicating. He groaned against her lips as she continued to stroke him, his hips bucking against her hand in an unconscious response to the pleasure she waw giving him "Fuck,”

Y/n teasingly rubbed her thumb over his leaking tip. His eyes grew wide as and his breath hitched as she teasingly rubbed his leaking tip. He couldn't contain a deep moan, his body shuddering with the effort to keep still "Jesus, baby," he gasped, his voice rough and husky. 

She slammed her lips against his for a rough kiss then pulled away. “W-we should go to the bed" y/n whispered against his ear as she continued to jerk him off. He was still in his chair and she was in his lap still. 

He nodded, gripping her tighter as he stood up. He kicked the chair aside and carried her to the bed, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation "God, you're so fucking beautiful,”

He dropped her onto the bed, making her slightly bounce as he climbed on top of her. His pupils were blown with lust, leaving very little blue showing in his eyes. Their eyes locked as she teasingly reached for his cock and stroked him again as he placed his hands on the bed, holding himself over her. 

August groaned deeply, his hips jerking involuntarily in response to her touch. His eyes never left hers, the intensity of their gaze mirroring the fire burning within him. "Fuck, baby... I need you so bad,"

Her thighs clinched together at the noises he was making, rubbing her thighs together for some sorta friction and started stroking him faster. 

August gritted his teeth, his fingers digging into the sheets as she stroked him faster. He lowered his head, kissing her hungrily, his tongue sweeping into her mouth once more. The sight of her thighs rubbing together was driving him wild. She matched his hungry pace, kissing him and tangling her tongue with his. The grip she held on his cock tightened only slightly as she continued to stroke his leaking tip with her thumb making, His hips bucked violently. His muscles tense as he fought to maintain control. He groaned, his breath hot and ragged against her skin. "Fuck, baby... I can't wait much longer.”

She stroked him faster as she buried her face into his neck, nipping and kissing his neck. 

He groaned deeply, his body trembling with the effort to maintain control. "Take off your shorts," he commanded, his hands tightening on her hips. "I need to be inside you now.”

As she let go of his cock, he sat back on his knees at the end of the bed as she frantically tried to pull her shorts down. His cock twitched in anticipation. As soon as they were down around her ankles, he grabbed her hips, pushing her back onto the bed, positioning himself at her entrance. 

Y/n moaned as her back hit the bed with some force. Her hands racked into his hair, tugging desperately as his tip rub up against her aching core “A-August” 

"Relax, baby," he murmured, his voice rough and low. He dragged his tip down her folds, teasing her. 

He chuckled darkly against her neck as he continued to tease y/n like she did to him. “P-please stop teasing” she panted. 

August smirked and finally pushed inside her, filling her up in one swift motion. He groaned deeply, his hips meeting y/n's as he began to thrust slowly. “So tight…” he growled against her earlobe. 

Y/n let out a loud moan, throwing her head back against the pillow as he stretched her out. August picked up the pace, his hips slapping against hers as he took her hard and fast. His free hand gripped her hip tightly, holding her down while he claimed every inch of her body. “You feel so good…”he panted, his cock throbbing inside her.

Y/n dug her nails into his back and wrapped her legs around his waist as a desperate attempt to hold on as he moved harder and faster. I moaned and whimpered his name as the bed creaked and moved under their movements. 

"Fuck..." August groaned, his hips slamming against hers as he lost control. His cock pounded deep inside her, claiming her body as his own. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking and creaking of the bed moving under them.

“A-August!” y/n moaned out as he thrusted into her, hitting her g-spot with force over and over. 

"That's it, baby," he growled against her neck as he pounded into her, his hips meeting hers with each thrust as his grip tightened. He pulling her closer, claiming her completely. “You're mine…”

“I'm yours!” y/n moaned. 

"fuck yes," he growled, his lips brushing against her neck. His thrusts became harder and faster, his body trembling with the effort to hold back his impending orgasm. Y/n’s moans fueled his passion, driving him to greater heights of desire.

She felt a tight knot forming her stomach, making her heart pounded as she tightened around him every time his tip hit her g-spot. Y/n gripped his shoulders, moaning louder “I'm c-close”

"Cum for me, baby," he groaned, his hips slamming against hers as he thrust deeper and harder. His cock throbbed inside her, seeking release from the intense pleasure coursing through his body.

with one last thrust the knot snapped, triggering her climax. Her head fell back in pleasure as she came hard on his cock “August!” 

August let out a hoarse cry, his body trembling as he felt her tighten around him. He thrust one last time, feeling her clench around him as he released himself inside her. 

“Mmm…” y/n hummed softly and lovingly as she gently ran her fingers through his messy hair. 

"You're so beautiful," he whispered before pressing his lips against her in a slow, passionate kiss. Y/n blushed and kissed him back softly. She moaned against his lips as he slowly pulled out. August let out a soft moan, his cock throbbing from the pleasure. He leaned down to kiss her softly, his eyes locked with her e/c ones. “I love you” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

--------(August's pov)--------

“there you are, where were you, My boy?” my father asked as I walked I to his shop early the next morning. My heart pounded against my chest when he asked my that, I knew I was supposed to remain truthful and selfless if I wanted to remain human. Hell, if I was still a hunck off wood my nose would be a mile long by now. Is it really selfish if I'm protecting y/n? And I'm not lying when I tell my father I was home all night.

“just at my apartment... Doing some writing” still technically not a lie... I was writing untill y/n districted me. I looked into my father's eyes and I knew he could tell I was hiding something. “I know when your lying, your nose may not grow anymore but I see the other signs”

I sighed, taking off my leather jacket and throwing it on the chair that sat in the corner of my father's work shop. “I'm telling you the truth Papa, I was at home”

“with whom, Son?” he pushed. Just out of instincted I reached up and scratched my twitching nose. It's stupid I have to remind myself I'm human and not some wooden lie detector. “you were with her again... Weren't you?”

I sighed and faced my father with pleading eyes. “yes! Yes I was with y/n... Papa whatever beef you have with Jiminy doesn't involve her or me” I stared at him from acrossed his work table, the frustration and emotions I felt since day one of my relationship boiled over. “you want me to be truthfull? Selfless? Well here's to truth, she's the best thing that's ever happened to me and I love everything about her. Her eyes, her smiles, the ways she laughs, everything! Damnit, papa she's the kindest most selfless person in this whole damn town! It would be selfish of me just to keep our relationship a secret”

My father crossed his arms over his chest sighing. He looked down for just a moment before looking back up at me. “I've been the selfish one, I didn't relize the grudge I held effected not only your life but y/n. I'm truly greatful your heart is full of love and not hate like mine is. If you truly love y/n, then I won't get in your way. If anyone deserves a happy ending it's you, my son”

I was shocked, but relieved at the same time. A big smile few acrossed my face and I hugged my father, greatful he was so excepting.

Later that night I stayed up in the shop, working on a wooden jewelry box for y/n. The quiet was getting to me so I called y/n, putting my phone on speaker phone so I could sand the wood and talk to my Love.

“Hey!” her beautiful voice said.

I smiled, wishing I could see her instead of just hearing her. “hey, beautiful”

“what's up? It's late” she asked concerned. Yeah it was late, but it was nothing new for y/n to stay up so late. She was probably reading.

She was the one person I can't nor won't lie too, so I quickly cut to the chase, not wanting to worry her by beating around the bush. “my papa found out about us...or I told him” I spoke softly.

“I know you don't like lying to him... How did he take it?”

I smiled even though she couldn't see it. “well, I guess we're pretty damn lucky because he said as long as we love each he won't get in the way”

“that's great!”

I smiled softly, then there was a beat of silence between both ends of the phone. It felt like a breath of fresh air not having to hide anymore. There's no amout of words that could express my love for this woman. I don't know how I got so lucky. “hey, sweetheart?”

“yeah?” she asked softly.

“You saw the good in me when no one else did...so thank you” I smiled softly.

“I love you... You'll always be a hero in my eyes. I'm glad we don't have to hide anymore”

“me too... And I love you too” I smiled, I loved her more than ever and how didn't have be a hidden secret.

#August Booth #august w booth #August Booth x reader #August Booth smut #August Booth imagines #Ouat imagines #Once upon a time imagines #Once upon a time smut #Pinocchio #Archie Hopper x Daughter!reader #Archie Hopper x reader #Storybrooke

[hjbirthdaywishes]

June 8, 2023

Happy 47 Birthday to Eion Bailey. 

#Eion Bailey #Happy Birthday #Pinocchio #August Wayne Booth #August W Booth #August Booth #Once Upon a Time #OUaT #June #2023

[askawoodenauthor]

Do you have any regrets while you were under the curse?

I said some pretty mean things to Papa. I wish I hadn't. He said a lot of mean stuff to me, too, but that doesn't make what I said okay.

#ouac #s4e12 #asked and answered #august w booth #pinocchio

[naivesilver]

Once Upon A Time/Ever After High Crossover: Meet The Gang

Ramona and Cerise Lucas-Gale (Werewolf sisters adopted by Dorothy Gale and Ruby Lucas, alias Red Riding Hood)

Madeline "Maddie" (Youngest daughter of Jefferson, alias the Mad Hatter)

Raven and Sparrow Mills (Twin children of Robin Hood and Regina Mills, alias the Evil Queen)

Ruth "Apple" Nolan (Youngest daughter of Mary-Margaret Blanchard and David Nolan, alias Snow White and Prince Charming)

Natasha "Ash"/"Little Ash" Herman (Daughter of Ashley Boyd and Sean Herman, alias Cinderella and Prince Thomas)

Briar (Daughter of Princess Aurora and Prince Philip)

Cedar Booth (Daughter of August W. Booth, alias Pinocchio)

#ever after high #once upon a time #ouat #eah #briar beauty #ashlynn ella #cedar wood #raven queen #sparrow hood #maddie hatter #apple white #ramona badwolf #cerise hood #august booth #I COULD tag all the other ouat characters but that would be endless #and he's the one who needs tag fodder anyway so #yes I did go above and beyond with this I am not sorry #I have. intricate headcanons for all of these guys that I'll share with whoever wants to hear them #but be aware that it's 90% cedar and 10% everyone else #au: ever after storybrooke

[lizardthelizard]

what fan theories are you thinking of for the appreciation week? 👀👀👀

Omg hi <3 <3 <3 Always a pleasure to see you in my inbox, thank you for the ask :)

Okay, okay so.

So far, I have three theories floating around in my mind. I joined the OUAT a little too late to actually see any of them first hand at the time, but they're SO much fun to read up on and explore even long after the show has ended.

Fan theory 1) is that the Blue Fairy was secretly the Big Bad of the show and would be revealed to be the main villain of the series. Or, at the very least, she was more villainous than she appeared to be on the surface. 'Shady Blue' is such a fun fan theory that I still see people talking about now.

I absolutely don't think the writers were secretly plotting for her to be the real villain of the story (though I'm not as well versed with OUAT lore as some others so anyone is welcome to give me evidence to the contrary. (and I know that Keegan Connor Tracy that played Blue joked about it/leaned into it )). However, the 'evidence' in canon that might suggest that Blue was darker than she seems can be...compelling.

Her harshness with Tinker Bell, the fact that Pinocchio becoming real very much had strings attached, the way she treated Nova and Dreamy...there are these little things that make her come across as (for lack of a better word) kind of a bitch.

But there are also more fascinating moments and details that people have brought up before! The fact that she's literally one of the oldest characters on the show. The way that Morraine, when talking with a young Baelfire, describes her as 'an ancient being that rules the night. The original power.' The fact that, when Cora tried to disguise herself as Blue, she was able to convince a young Snow that the Blue Fairy would ever be capable of encouraging murder.

Blue is a weird character. I have a personal vendetta against her (for Pinocchio related reasons) but she does have fascinating potential and if the writers had been able to pull this off, it might have been epic.

Theory 2 is the 'Dr. Whale is the Wizard of Oz' theory. This is a fan theory that I adore, although I haven't spent that much time researching it. Before the Frankenstein reveal, Whale was free real estate. And the Wizard of Oz theory just made so much SENSE imo. It fit the mystery of his character and the overall vibe and it was a hugely fun theory.

It also spawned a whole host of ideas about other characters playing the roles of characters from the Wizard of Oz (I believe I've seen Rumple mentioned as the Cowardly Lion, Graham mentioned as the Tin Man (since he literally has no heart) and Jefferson as the Scarecrow. But I'm sure I've also seen other variations on each character too.

Also, everyone kept joking about him being the 'whale' from Pinocchio but let's not talk about that theory

Theory 3) is about who August W. Booth was, and whether or not he was the Author of the book.

It's a theory that makes sense. He's a writer, he was adding pages to the book, his name (Wayne Booth) is a direct reference to the man that coined the term 'unreliable narrator'. It feels like the writers were purposefully leading fandom towards this conclusion so that the Pinocchio reveal would be even more of a surprise.

Anyway, it's an interesting theory to explore, although it's probably my least favourite on the list here. I think that his Pinocchio backstory has way more to play with and a much better depth of flavour, but the 'author' theory is still intriguing to ponder over.

#this will be in the form of a gifset #HOPEFULLY I'll have the time and motivation to do it because I have IdeasTM for it and it could be really cool #also hi sorry I should have dug around for old blogs and sources for these theories #(maybe I will in the future) #but for now.....enjoy my incessant rambling #ouat #august meta #TECHNICALLY RIGHT?? #asks

[themattress]

OUAT Observation

I want to conduct an experiment and list every major character (so important characters to the plot and/or characters whose actors had “Regular” status) who dropped out of the show, and then see how often they were referenced again or appeared again in any capacity.

Graham Humbert/The Hunstman: Wow. Following 1x08, the episode after his death, Graham was never mentioned again for the remainder of the season, and only showed up briefly in the finale as the Huntsman in a flashback. He fares no better in the later seasons, only getting one flashback appearance in 2x17 and one offhand mention from Emma in 4x03. I’m inclined to believe this is because of how awkward it would make Regina’s redemption if the circumstances behind his death were ever revealed, but it seems ridiculous given that Emma wouldn’t have her position as Sheriff of Storybrooke if not for him. He deserved better.

August W. Booth/Pinocchio: After Season 2, August received no mention in Season 3. He then showed up again and played an important role in Season 4B, only to go without mention once more in Season 5. He then appeared in back-to-back episodes 6x11 and 6x12, then disappeared for the remainder of the show. Maybe he should’ve stayed gone the first time...

Albert Spencer/King George: Following his arrest in 2x07, he received mention in the flashbacks of 2x10 and 2x20 and appeared in the flashback of 2x13. Otherwise, he only got mentioned in the Season 3 finale and briefly in 5x15, and only ever appeared again in 6x12.

Cora Mills/The Queen of Hearts: Cora died in 2x16, but was still constantly referenced by other characters for the remainder of the season. She then showed up in the flashback of OUATIW’s 11th episode, referenced throughout Season 3B and even appeared both in flashback form and as a ghost in 3x18, was mentioned occasionally throughout Seasons 4 through 6, showed up in the flashback of 4x20, and appeared in 5x12 and 5x19 where her character was definitively sent off. Despite all of this, Season 7 only referenced her twice, in 7x06 and 7x11, adding to the feeling of disconnect that season had to the rest of the show.

Ruby Lucas/Red Riding Hood: After just up and disappearing following 2x17, Ruby had mentions in 3x07 and 3x09, and then in 3x11 there was often an open slot in crowd shots where you swear she was meant to be digitally inserted in but wasn’t for some reason. Then in 3x12 she really was digitally inserted into a crowd shot, then had a brief cameo in 3x13. A waitress that was possibly her is seen from the backside in 3x17, then she played a major role in the two-part season finale. Following this, she disappeared again only to resurface in 5x09, which explained her disappearance and was later followed by her send-off in 5x18. Megan Ory is great, but her character was more important and should’ve just been recast.

Malcolm/Peter Pan: Pan was mentioned quite a lot following his demise in 3x11; coming up in 3x15, 3x16, 3x17, 3x20 and 3x21. He wasn’t mentioned much afterward in Season 4 and the first half of Season 5, only to then return in a major recurring role in 5B across 5x12, 5x14 (voice only), 5x17 (visual cue), 5x19 and 5x20, and given mention in 5x23. In Season 6, he was referenced in 6x11, 6x16 and 6x17, and appeared in his adult form in 6x19′s flashback. His Wish Realm counterpart appears in 7x21, mainly as fanservice since he does nothing.

Neal Cassady/Baelfire: Given that this character was a major driving force across the first three seasons of the show, it’s understandable he was referenced a lot afterward; in 4x01, 4x03, 4x04, 4x05, 4x08, 4x17, 4x20, 4x21, 4x22, 5x03, 5x05, 5x06, 5x08, 5x10, 5x11, 5x16, 5x20, 5x22, 5x23, 6x01, 6x06, 6x08, 6x09, 6x10, 6x11, 6x12, 6x17, 6x19 and 6x22. He also appeared in person in 5x12, and in the flashbacks of 5x14 and 6x13. In Season 7, however, he was only off-handedly mentioned in 7x04, 7x09 and 7x21. There’s that disconnect again!

Ingrid/The Snow Queen: Following Season 4A where she was the Big Bad, Ingrid is only mentioned in 4x12, 4x19, and 5x02. Ultimately, she didn’t really leave much of an impact.

Elsa: 4x15. That is the first and last time Elsa was mentioned beyond Season 4A.

Maleficent: Despite Season 4B building her up as a major permanent presence in Storybrooke going forward, Maleficent was never seen again afterward. She received mention in 5x02, 5x09, 6x21, and 7x16....and none of these refer to her directly by name.

Lily Page: In one of the most notorious instances of a character receiving a lot of build-up for being important and then just disappearing without closure, Lily was never seen again after Season 4, the season that introduced her and built her up, and she was only mentioned in the final episode, 7x22, with her dangling plot thread reduced to a joke. (Seriously? Zorro!?)

Will Scarlet: In another one of the most notorious instances of a character receiving a lot of build-up for being important and then just disappearing without closure, Will literally dropped off the face of the Earth without further mention after Season 4. As a result, everyone has come to agree that OUATIW takes place after Season 4 rather than before as was planned, as this perfectly explains his sudden disappearance without contradicting any hard facts.

Isaac Heller: While the position of the Author remained important, the prior Author himself wasn’t spoken of again following his arrest in the Season 4 finale and subsequent 5x01 until reappearing in 6x16 where he was let out of jail in exchange for revealing a major plot point. 

The Sorcerer’s Apprentice: Following his death in 5x01, we see him in 5x07′s flashback and in the Underworld in 5x15, plus hear references to him in 5x05, 5x06, 5x11 and 5x13. Additionally, his Wish Realm counterpart appears in 7x21 and gets to play a significant role.

Merlin: He dies in 5x10, and then is referenced in 5x13, 5x15, 5x17, 5x23, 6x08, 6x16, 6x18, 7x01 and 7x21. But here’s the thing: all but one of those (5x17) has him referenced as “the Sorcerer” rather than by name and is generally tying in with Henry’s position as the Author. This gets me asking...in the end, what was the point of the Sorcerer being Merlin? Why not just make the Apprentice the Sorcerer, given that he ends up with a more lasting presence? No wonder Elliot Knight was pissed off after leaving the show; his character got screwed!

Violet Morgan: Despite being Henry’s first girlfriend and a recurring character in Seasons 5 and 6 (and an adorable one, at that!), Violet only receives an offhanded mention in 7x20. 

Hades: The Big Bad of Season 5B only gets brought up in 6x01 and 6x18 afterward.

Robin Hood: While dying in 5x21, Robin still gets brought up in the two-part season finale, and then in 6x01, 6x09, 6x10, 6x11, 6x12, 6x13, 6x14, 6x18, 7x10, 7x11, and 7x14. His spirit makes an appearance in 7x21, while his Wish Realm counterpart appears in 6x10 through 6x14 and has a brief voiceover in 6x22. And so his legacy, however dubious, was honored.

Mr. Hyde: Remember in the Season 5 finale, where it looked like he was going to be a major villain going forward? Well, after dying in 6x04, he only gets mentioned in 6x05, 6x06 and 6x09. He ultimately ended up being as pointless as the Land of Untold Stories he came from.

Gideon: Despite so much of Seasons 5B and 6 being dedicated to this fucker, he only appears in 7x04 and is mentioned briefly in 7x18. The disconnect...it’s so disconnecting!

Fiona/The Black Fairy: She is never referenced in Season 7 at all. Yes, really. The villain that A&E hyped up as the Ultimate Evil, the creator of the Dark Curse who was thus billed as the one behind almost everything that went wrong in the show...and she is totally forgotten.

Belle: While she dies in 7x04, the show never lets you forget about her as she is now Rumple’s primary motivation and thus comes up in 7x06, 7x08, 7x09, 7x15, 7x17, 7x18, 7x20, 7x21 and 7x22, the last of which also having her appear one final time in spirit form. Given that she wasn’t initially meant to be a major character and the writers clearly gave up on making her interesting by the end, it’s bizarre that so much of the final season and Rumple’s characterization ends up being built around the memory of her. It just feels off.

Victoria Belfrey/Rapunzel Tremaine: After perishing in 7x11, she is brought up again in 7x12, 7x13, 7x14, 7x15 and 7x20...although all things considered, I wish that she wasn’t.

Ivy Belfrey/Drizella Tremaine: After she leaves in 7x15, she’s mentioned in 7x16 and 7x18.

Nick Branson/Jack/Hansel: He gets brought up again in the episodes following his death...and then isn’t at all in the two-part series finale, because really, who cares about this guy?

#Once Upon a Time #ABC #Opinion #Analysis #This has been a PSA

[chimerazodiac]

Who are your favorite male and female characters from Once Upon, Supernatural, and Blue Bloods?

Once Upon A Time:

Male: August W. Booth|Pinocchio or Killian Jones|Captain Hook (+Peter Pan)

Female: Ruby|Red Lucas

probably (+ Ingrid|The Snow Queen)

Supernatural:

Male: Bobby Singer, Castiel, Balthazar, Gabriel, Adam Milligan, Michael, or Garth Fitzgerald IV (I can't decide!)

Female: Bela Talbot (second would probably be Hannah or Alex maybe)

Blue Bloods

Male: Jamie probably (+ Anthony)

Female: Probably Eddie

(I don't watch many episodes after they got engaged, but I'm a big fan of Jamko)

#supernatural #spn #supernatural angels #castiel #spn angels #spn balthazar #supernatural balthazar #bobby singer #spn gabriel #supernatural gabriel #ouat #once upon a time ruby #ouat ruby #once upon a time #august w booth #august booth #hannah spn #spn hannah #supernatural hannah #killian jones #jamko #jamie reagan #eddie janko #bela talbot #blue bloods

[hitchell-mope]

His name is Pinocchio. Alias. August W Booth. Aka. The real reason why Neal felt that he had to leave you.

#once upon a time #emma swan #firebird

[woodenisms]

“ i've lived a lifetime of selfishness, cowardice, and dishonesty... and only i can cure that. not MAGIC. not science. just me. ”

independent roleplay based on AUGUST W. BOOTH from abc's once upon a time.

est. 2012, re=established 2024

formerly the-w-stands-for-wayne and xbelixver

rules and character bio below (for now)

RULES

o1. mun (aka bex) is 32yo, and does not feel comfortable interacting with underage persons. therefore, for my comfort, this is a 21+ blog.

o2. this is a medium to low-activity blog. i work 40 hours or more a week & need to focus my energy on that. sometimes i will be able to invest more time here, but that will not be the norm.

o3. at some point this will likely become a more private blog that will interact almost exclusively with mutuals. for now, anyone is welcome to send memes or asks, respond to open starters or request starters.

o4. i am not really a fan of writing smut, it makes me uncomfortable. i am an adult & i can handle it on my dash but it is not for me. that being said, nsfw content could still end up on this blog & i will be sure to tag it as such. i will be doing my best to tag any & all problematic content that may appear, using a tag styled ' __ cw". if there is anything you need tagged, please feel free to shoot me a message to let me know. this is my space, but that doesn't mean i can't try to make it safe for you guys too.

o5. all relationships are in alternate universes, unless otherwise stated, or in the case of characters mine have a history within their bio. like all human beings, i have my own personal favourite ships. do NOT feel obligated, because you roleplay as the corresponding character, to write our characters as having any kind of romantic relationship. i won't force ships on you, please do the same.

BIOGRAPHY

It all started when a lonely carpenter made himself a son out of wood…

Animated by the enchanted wood he was made from, Pinocchio stayed wood until the day he risked himself to save his father. The Blue Fairy rewarded this act of selflessness by making him a real boy, warning him that the magic would only last if he remained “brave, truthful, and unselfish.” But that would be harder than expected.

When the Evil Queen’s curse came around, Geppetto was tasked with building a magical wardrobe that would send baby Emma to the world with no magic. There was enough magic for two, so the carpenter also sent his son, telling the boy to take care of Emma. This new world was riddled with temptations, and a seven-year-old boy is only capable of so much willpower. He left Emma in foster care, where he thought she might be taken better care of, and went out into this world on his own.

“August”, as he was now called, spent the next 28 years becoming self-sufficient and self taught. He traveled the world, experiencing its many temptations, its many pleasures. He cherished his freedom - perhaps a bit too much. Aside from the occasional shadowing to make sure she was still on the right path, he ultimately failed his promise to watch over Emma until she could break the curse. And he received a painful reminder of that promise the day the saviour found her way to Storybrooke. His magic had worn off, he was slowly turning back into a puppet.

In a world with no magic, wood was just wood. It couldn’t move or talk, it just laid there.

Afraid for his life, and after failing to find some small bit of magic that could save him, August hopped on his motorcycle and made his way to Storybrooke, hoping beyond all hope that breaking the curse would save him. But with his fate resting on Emma’s shoulders, it would be no easy task. ****this version of august does not end up being turned into a little boy again. in the main verse, he gets turned back into august– with some memory loss.

#content : pinned post #awb : about #i will be slowly working on a doc or carrd with some more extensive information... verses and the like but for now i feel like this is okay

[hjbirthdaywishes]

June 8, 2022

Happy 46 Birthday to Eion Bailey. 

#Eion Bailey #Happy Birthday #August Wayne Booth #August W Booth #August Booth #Pinocchio #Once Upon a Time #OUaT #June #2022

[lacebird]

#it’s hot in here, it must be august

#ouat #once upon a time #august w booth #august booth #ouatedit #pinocchio #usersource #bewilderedmoth #tvedit #dailytvandfilm #userstorybrooke #august stans your welcome 😌 #he looked good in this ep wholly crêpe #also this is for u libby <3 #come get your man #the night scene was v hard to match with the day scene so pardon for any wacky coloring 🤪 #mine #gifs

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Belated Daily OUAT Drabble - Moonsday

Prompt From This List

August W Booth

15: Kiss in the Rain

You squeal and duck into August’s leather jacket and giggle. The rain starts so suddenly it sort of startles you. You hold onto August and pray you’ll soon be at your journey’s end. His motorcycle does not provide you any shelter and neither does August’s broad frame, sadly.

Luckily he is swift to pull over. But it is under a large tree, rather than in front of the dinner he said he’d take you to. At least the tree provides some shelter, though. 

August dismounts and takes off his helmet. You can’t help but gaze at him. He notices and smirks at you. You take your helmet off, too. “I don’t want us all drenched before we reach Grannies.” He says. “So we wait out the rain?” You ask. “Yes, we do.” August agrees.

The rain comes down in sheets. The tree can’t protect you from all of it. You huddle against August to try and take shelter in his arms. He chuckles and gently strokes your face and wet hair.  “The rain won’t last for ever, my muse.” He murmurs softly. You heave a little sigh.  He cups your cheeks with his large hands. They are clammy, but your don’t mind. “Close those shining eyes.” He rumbles. You smile and oblige. You feel so loved in this very moment. 

August closes the distance and kisses you slowly. It is a cold and very wet kiss. But is a good kiss, a sweet and very loving kiss. A fairytale kiss. 

#August W Booth #August W Booth x Reader #pinocchio #ouat #once upon a time #Eoin Bailey

[theblogofthetruestoncer]

Emma, watching her most recent date turn into a seven-year-old boy:

#August Booth #August W Booth #OUAT #Emma Swan #Pinocchio #Once #Once upon a time #mine

[originalmilkshakekitty]

Disney’s OUAT Counterparts

(per movie)

Pinocchio (1940) {3/21}

The Rest of Disney’s OUAT Counterparts

#Disney’s OUAT Counterparts #pinocchio #disney #ouat #august w booth

[treatian]

The Chronicles of the Dark One: Breaking the Curse

Chapter 52: Identity Thief

He managed to walk calmly back to his car, to get inside of it without slamming the door shut, and drive off without making a scene. But that was only because he didn't want to make a scene. He didn't want Booth, whoever the fuck he might be, to see how he'd affected him, to know that he'd gotten under his skin. Which was exactly why, the moment he was away from the cabin, his discipline broke.

His body was shaking, and his chest was tight. Energy tingled in his fingers and toes far worse than it ever had when he had magic! He needed to hit something! So he did. He hit at his steering wheel as he drove, smacked it over and over, but it still wasn't enough. His anger bubbled over, but there was nowhere for it to go. He wanted to rage; he wanted to break things; he wanted to crash his car on the side of the road! Not to hurt himself, but rather to watch the metal twist and whine into useless junk just because he felt like that was what his soul was becoming!

But he couldn't do anything. He was aware of that. At his home, he could break whatever the fuck he wanted. But here, out in the open…people would talk. The entire town would notice if he did something so flamboyantly stupid and how the hell would he ever explain it all?!

He needed Belle.

With that realization, hers was the face that he brought to mind as he tried to settle himself because she had always had that kind of effect on him. She had been like a balm for his soul when she was around. Things were at peace; life was comfortable even when it wasn't perfect or even happy. She kept him stable, and he knew that this meltdown wouldn't have happened if he had her with him now. If he could have her with him now, she would have kept him calm and helped him think through his next steps. If he'd had her, this little trick that Booth had played would never have gotten off the ground.

But she was gone. And instead, he felt like…like anger and sadness and loneliness all wrapped up in one pathetic little human man! If he did something too extreme, the town would notice, but he felt like if he didn't do something extreme, then he would burst into flame! If he sat down at the wheel, he'd probably spin so fast he'd set it on fire!

What to do, what to do, what to do!

How was he going to channel this anger he felt? How was he going to push it out of his body and into something productive!

Something productive…

He gave a mad little laugh as an idea jumped into his head. The idea grew until he knew exactly what he was going to do.

He sped home, not caring in the least if Emma was patrolling the roads. He raced back to his home, slammed his car door shut, and went into his house as fast as his legs could carry him. It was late, but he wasn't tired like he should have been. No…he was dedicated. He needed something to channel his rage into, and he knew what he needed to do more than anything in the world.

Who was August Wayne Booth?

No one fooled the Dark One, at least not as bad as he had, and got away with it. He wouldn't stand for such a thing, and he had no intention of resting until he knew who the Man With Dark Hair, "August Wayne Booth," really was because even though he was beginning to come to conclusions about him, there was one conclusion in particular that he valued above all others.

He knew his son.

It was the most important thing, the only thing that mattered, the only thing keeping him from going back and plunging his dagger into the liar's heart.

August Booth knew his son. Not only had the Seer told him that years and years ago, but tonight was proof.

He'd known who he was, the Dark One. He'd known about the dagger. Of course, that all could have been a coincidence; lots of people in this town knew he was the Dark One and could find the legends of his Dagger, not that they would know to look at the moment.

But there was more proof. Booth had information about him that only Baelfire would have known.

He'd called him "Papa," which also could have been a coincidence. "Papa" was a popular pet name for a father that many people from their land used. He'd heard Belle call her father "Papa" when he'd first gone to fetch her. Using that name could have simply been a lucky guess. And he had spoken to him about Baelfire's disappearance when he'd fucking begged the swine for forgiveness. Looking back, he might have given away too much information for Booth to work with.

But there was more still!

The ball. In his shop. He'd targeted that ball, pinpointed it because he'd wanted him to believe he was his son. What had he said? Wanted him to want it? He'd wanted it. He'd wanted it so much he'd bought it hook line and sinker. Because there was no one, no one, alive today that would have known that ball belonged to Baelfire. That had to be more than a lucky guess.

And then he'd talked to him about his cane and how he'd kept the dagger in his boot when they were in the forest. Those weren't just lucky guesses. Those were precise facts! And the only one who could have told him that detail was Bae himself.

Booth wasn't his son. But he knew him. He was confident about that! He might even know where his son was right now! But how to get him to tell him?

He had to figure out who he was. Who he really was! He had to get the upper hand and force his cooperation! Getting Emma to break the Curse…that would come when he knew exactly who he was dealing with and why he thought he was the only one who could get her to believe there was a Curse to be broken in the first place!

So…who was he?

There was no doubt he belonged to their world at some point. He knew about him, which could have been explained by talking to Baelfire, but he hadn't denied that he was from home when he asked him.

He was from there.

So who the fuck was he supposed to be?! Well…what did he know about him? Where could he begin? What were the clues? He could narrow it down by a few factors—actually, more than a few when he began to make a list.

There was a clue, one other clue that the Seer had given him long ago. He cursed himself. If he'd thought of the clue, really and truly thought it through, then he would have known he wasn't Baelfire.

The clue was Archie.

The first time he'd had the vision of the Man With Dark Hair…he'd had it because of the cricket. Archie, formerly Jiminy…he knew the Man With Dark Hair. That narrowed it down a bit. Archie had a long life, but he hadn't really associated with many people in that long life.

He knew that he knew Snow White. And the seven dwarves. He'd helped during her…what had he called it after she'd had the potion? Intervention? They'd called on him because he happened to be nearby with Gepetto, Marco here. He'd stuck to Marco nearly all the time in Storybrooke, just as he had in the Enchanted Forest. Marco and…

His blood ran cold.

A son separated from his father under difficult circumstances…

One who had information about him that the Blue Fairy might have...

As he gathered up his town records, his jaw dropped, and he forced himself to breathe. His head was putting together a puzzle, making it work.

August…he was here. He knew about the Enchanted Forest, but he was a stranger to it, someone from the outside world, Like Sarah Fischer across the street from the shop…he hadn't been carried over in the Curse. He'd come here some other way, which meant that he'd aged.

How old was Booth? Best guess? Late thirties, maybe early forties at worst. That meant, twenty-eight years ago, August Booth would have been a child. Potentially an older child, but…

How old had that puppet looked when the Blue Brat made him human? He hadn't seen him often. Maybe in one or two glimpses. Seven? Eight? Certainly no more than nine? If he'd come over before the Curse at that age, then that would put him…middle to late thirties.

"You've been making plans to see your son again since before I was made..."

Made, he'd said, not "born" as most would have. Wooden puppets weren't born...they were made.

He felt suddenly electrified as he shuffled through some of his papers, looking for a list he'd made when he'd first awakened from the Curse. He'd used town records then to identify as many citizens as he could, thinking it would be helpful for whatever was to come. In addition to that list, he'd made one other. It was a list of those that were "missing" or unaccounted for. He hadn't expected to know everyone, but for those, he did know he'd wanted to know where as many of them were as possible. That list hadn't been long but-

He held his breath as he found the list and skimmed through it.

Geppetto's puppet…Pinocchio…he was on the list of the missing.

He hadn't thought anything of it at the time. The Curse was designed to take away happy endings; Geppetto had always wanted to have a family and be a father. At one point, he could remember thinking the man was surely going to call on him to make a deal for a child of his own! Removing the child that the Blue Fairy had given him from his care would have been natural for the Curse.

When he'd made this list, he'd assumed the boy would be cared for with another family like Grace, Jefferson's daughter was. He hadn't thought it was important to check the schools for the child because he hadn't really considered him or even Geppetto as people of importance for the Curse. Archie? Yes, because he knew the Dark Haired Man! But the boy who'd once had red hair? He'd never considered he might be the same person. But hair could be dyed. Or even change as children grew. The child...

Child. His biggest clue. Last he'd checked, Pinocchio had been a child. But there were months that he'd spent in his prison where he hadn't a clue what had happened or where people had gone. It was possible something had happened while he'd been in there. Something that made the child valuable? Something to get the child here where he could age. How? He wasn't sure. He hadn't been able to look in on anyone during that time. The result was that he didn't even know how Emma had managed to escape the Curse. The Seer had always kept that from him until…

Until the day the Curse struck. He'd had a vision. He dropped his head into his hands as he struggled to remember it. There had been so much going on! That vision was nothing but a hazy image in the middle of a world being torn to shreds! What had he seen?!

There had been a bloody David placing his daughter inside a wardrobe of some kind. He'd closed the door, and when he opened it again, she'd been gone. There was nothing there but the hallowed tree. No! Not a hallowed tree. A wardrobe with doors. It had been carved. The wardrobe he'd placed her in had been carved out of a tree. Carved…as if by a master craftsman. Geppetto. And Pinocchio…

Suddenly he remembered something he hadn't thought of in years. It wasn't a memory that would come easily to him because he'd been Cursed when it had occurred. But there was something familiar about all this, something coming together in his brain, making a connection.

He was exhausted from the night, but the next morning at first acceptable light, he got ready for work and went to the shop like he always did. In the back room, he dug out an old file he hadn't seen in ten years. It was the file on Emma that the caseworker had sent him when he asked for it. The caseworker had been reluctant to hand it over, but when he'd heard that the mother of the boy that Regina wanted to adopt had been found not far from Storybrooke, he'd plead for any more information on the girl, and he'd gotten it.

Inside the file was a newspaper article. He'd read it once when he was Cursed and then forgotten about it, but something about all this brought a single detail he vaguely recalled back to his mind. The newspaper article had been written about Emma when she'd been found in the woods not far from Storybrooke. It was a piece about a baby, meant to elicit sympathy, to bring the parents forward or find her a home. Babies were good for that sort of thing, but there was one fact in it that wasn't appealing as an abandoned baby, and so the article hadn't given it much attention. But there it was, in black and white.

Emma Swan had been found in the woods by a young boy. Toward the end of the article, he noted a single line that stated the boy wasn't identified either, but it did mention…the boy was seven.

Thirty-five...that boy would be thirty-five years old today.

He sighed as he set the file aside and fell into his chair in the back, relief and wonder and understanding coursing through him all at once.

He knew who he was. Not for certain, he'd have to put his theory to the test somehow, but he could the certainty in his bones as the weight of truth settled over him.

August Booth wasn't his son, but he was someone's son.

#Rumbelle #Rumple #Rumpelstiltskin #Dark One #Mr Gold #Belle #August w Booth #pinocchio #geppetto #Marco #Archie Hopper #Jiminy Cricket #ouat #ouat fanfiction #fanfic #Emma Swan