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TWW Summarised:

Emma: "Go hang a salami" backwards is "I'm a lasagna hog".

Regina: How did either of those sentences occur naturally for you to discover this?

*Emma sneezes* Regina: Emma, are you sick? Here, take this blanket, and I'm bringing homemade soup and you really should take better care of yo- *Snow sneezes* Regina: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

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Hey! I love you so much btw, you're my fav whump blogger I'm obsessed it's like you read my mind all the time. Anyways, I was hoping for maybe some pneumonia whump? Kinda starts as just a cough she brushes off but it just gets worse instead of better with fever and chills and such. A sprinkle of unrequited-maybe-requited femslash with other female character being absorbed and not noticing until it gets really bad and she feels super guilty, but whumpee doesn't want her to feel bad so is still trying to reassure and be fine even though she's really sick and a little heartbroken that the other didn't notice. Idk, tweak as you will, that's kinda a lot, just a thought.

YESSS okay here i go!!

what if we shake it up a little and have them separated by distance? maybe the whumpee has a cold when her friend/roommate/partner/whatever leaves for a trip, but the cold just keeps getting worse, but they can only communicate via Facetime? can she come back or does she have to call one of their other friends to help?

maybe caretaker doesn't notice that she's really sick until she spikes a super high fever? she's sitting/laying next to her and all of a sudden she's like "why am i sweating" and it turns out it's because whumpee is burning up.

maybe whumpee has been complaining about not feeling well, but they've been doing that since they came down with the cold that started this, so caretaker doesn't realize it's serious until she collapses from some combo of fever and not being able to breathe.

whumpee is needed for a mission (or a presentation or whatever) and even though she's complaining that she doesn't feel well, she's needed, so she goes anyway and ends up in really bad shape. caretaker feels horrible for making her come out in the first place.

whumpee calls caretaker in the middle of the night scared from a nightmare/fever hallucination and she comes right over because something is off. when she arrives, she realizes that she's so, so sick and she's had no one looking after her.

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Dovey x Lesso, 11? 💜

11. “This must be a mistake."

“This must be a mistake."

Clarissa paused. She was only a third of the way through her carefully-prepared speech, and of all the reactions she had planned for, that was not one of them. 

“What?”

Lesso’s face was even paler than usual, and her eyes were wide. She reached out and gently took Clarissa by the shoulders. “Who put you up to this? Did you drink something a warlock gave you? I’ll kill him.”

“What are you talking about?” Clarissa was at a complete loss. She had spent weeks trying to figure out how to tell Lesso she loved her, and this was the response she got? “Lesso, no one put me up to this. I just thought–”

Lesso clamped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t say anything else. Whatever this spell is, we can fix it. You can go back to normal, and we can forget all about it.”

Clarissa let out an indignant huff. A tiny part of her wanted to just bite Lesso, but she chose the mature route and reached up to pull her hand away. Lesso’s other hand dropped from her shoulder. “I’m not under a spell. I’m trying to tell you that I love you. And if you don’t feel the same way that’s fine, but you don’t have to–”

“But that’s exactly what I’m saying!” Lesso cried. “You can’t lo–...” she swallowed. “You can’t have those feelings for me. Not without some kind of fucked up hex.”

Clarissa put her hands on her hips. “Don’t tell me what I can or can’t feel,” she growled. “For Storian’s sake, just say you’re not interested and let it drop.”

“Not interested?” Lesso’s laugh was high-pitched and entirely mirthless. “My interest has nothing to do with this.”

“Your interest?” Clarissa raised an eyebrow. Her disappointment began to fade, suddenly replaced with a curious spark of hope. 

“My–wait.” Lesso stepped back and her gaze skittered away. “Whatever, this has nothing to do with me.”

“I think it does.” Clarissa took a step towards her. “I just told you that I love you and your first thought is that I would only ever say that if I was under some sort of evil enchantment.”

“Because it’s true,” Lesso hissed. “It wouldn’t make any sense–”

Clarissa let out an exasperated huff of laughter. “We run the School for Good and Evil, when has anything in our lives ever made sense?” 

Lesso’s protest died on her tongue. She looked so small, for all the world like a frightened woodland creature. The big bad wolf, reduced to a shivering puppy by someone talking about their feelings. Clarissa’s heart swelled with love, enough to drown out her frustration with this mad, impossible woman. 

“Would this be any more nonsensical than you being in love with me?” she asked quietly. 

“Yes.” 

“Why is that?”

“Because it’s impossible to not fall in love with you,” Lesso mumbled. Her eyes were still averted, gaze firmly fixed on the ground. 

“Lesso, look at me.” When the other woman did not comply, Clarissa reached out and tilted her chin up with her index finger. “I love you. I have been in love with you for some time now. And it might not make any sense, but it’s true. Now what do you want to do about it?” She kept the tip of her finger under Lesso’s chin, unwilling to break that tiny bit of contact. 

Lesso stared at her for several interminably long seconds as every emotion known to man flashed across her face. Finally, finally she landed on acceptance. 

Before Clarissa could react she surged forward, pulling the fairy godmother into a searing kiss. A soft squeak bubbled up in Clarissa’s throat, but it was quickly replaced with a pleased hum. Her eyes slid shut and she pressed forward, sliding her hands under Lesso’s coat and resting them on the smooth planes of her back. 

Lesso froze and pulled back slightly. “Shit, I should have asked if you were okay with that, I know you Evers–”

“Stop talking and just kiss me,” Clarissa panted.

For once, Lesso didn’t argue with her. 

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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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Not Lisa being starstruck by Cate Blanchett of all people...girl we see you...

Saw this clipping in The Hollywood Reporter... Then this post by @itslacroixsweetiedarling... And... well... 🤪

Why are you literally me???

ME? Mommy issues? No...

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