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I feel like the ouat universe is so messed up age gaps barely even matter in relationships except dear god don't you dare ship adult henry with any of the townspeople

Forever in love with the SwanQueen artists that make sure to draw Lana Parrilla's lip scar

The time has come for us to all admit that it's way more about Regina being a bottom then Emma being a top

in every mirandy fics where Andrea loves the way Miranda says her name... 🥹

Sick on her birthday but her friends put so much work into planning things to make her feel happy and loved... They've all been going through so much lately, and they just wanted her to have a good day, so she's going to have to go through hell hiding it.

god i LOVE this trope and her cousin, sick on her best friend/girlfriend/wife's birthday but she doesn't want to ruin it and they've been through so much lately that she feels like she has to hide it.

maybe they find her crouching in a corner trying to catch her breath. or they know that something is up when she doesn't eat dinner/cake. or maybe she even gets through most/all of the night before totally collapsing. either way, the gang wishes she'd just said something sooner so they could have taken care of her from the start because they love her more than they care about the party <3

You could try out this idea of mine, no pressure or anything but I thought it might be cute (this is a copied version of one of my previous posts so sorry if the formatting is kinda weird):

Currently obsessed with the idea of established-dovesso a bit after the movie with an annual Ever-Never Ball every year having a fierce competition as to which one can do the most epic promposal before the other. And like all the students know and are super into it, every year anticipating who's going to beat the other and get in the best proposal first and screaming their heads off when it finally happens. And it makes it so funny because now when Lesso suggests Dovey and her try out the wishfish and Lesso sticks her finger in it and it spells out "WILL YOU GO TO THE BALL WITH ME?" in giant sparkly letters Dovey groans because her plans are foiled and begrudgingly agrees, already plotting away for next year, but there's a little part inside of her that's still jumping around like a schoolgirl and it's clear in her eyes when she kisses her tall idiot to seal the deal. And each year they have to top each other, and it just gets more and more intense and ridiculous and I just love them so much oh my god.

DOVESSO IDEAS?

does anyone have some dovesso storylines i could write? my mind is completely lacking lol

Some sketches - check out my Patreon for more behind the scenes and any finished versions that may come down the line ^_^

Barbara Howard and Melissa Schemmenti being cute. Would the classy modest woman of God display this much decolletage? Probably not. Am I still going to put her in this dress? Absolutely. I gave her her pearls…canon enough lol. Is Melissa whispering something incorrigible in Barbara's ear…or was she too tempted by an exposed ear to resist a little PDA? Who's to say.

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I feel like this was the worst when you were a kid. Everyone was just stupid and immature, and you could understand their feelings and their thoughts in a blink, but if you let a drop of your true ones into a conversation, they all ran and hid, terrified of the black and blue on your heart and the seeping darkness of your head. Because that second grader you play tag with on the playground doesn't want to hear about the words that echo in your head every night, the times you dig your nails into your skin and can breathe a little easier, the night you found your dad sitting on the couch at one in the morning with the most empty, hopeless eyes you'd ever seen. So we laugh and play and learn to act like a kid but we struggle to ever really define friendship because that fake, plastic thing was all we grew up with. And maybe there were other kids on that playground with the exact same thoughts, but we were just too good at what we did to ever find each other. Maybe I'll spend my whole life looking for someone with sad eyes and a bright smile so they can finally understand.

“You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.”

— Daniel Saint

Me with food. I didn't eat dessert all day so I'm going to have three brownies tonight and then feel bad about it tomorrow and try to make up for it by repeating the cycle.