hello vonnie
sheepfilms
occasionally subtle

Love Begins
The Bright Sessions

roma★
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

oozey mess
RMH

Origami Around
noise dept.
Fieri Frames
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Not today Justin
Claire Keane
Doug Jones
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Storybrooke needs an EMT like this. He's been a midevil combat medic, a jaded small town EMT, and has dealt with more magical nonsense then any one person should be able to survive.
He a its in on all planning sessions and town meetings. He never says anything but his exasperated head shakes speak volumes.

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I wish the "optional survey" application questions were more fun.
Race. Gender. Veteran. Disablity.
Boring. Useless. Discriminatory. Lame.
D&D Class. Favorite Caffiene Source. Best Star Trek Capitain. Favorite Queen Song.
Insightful. Interesting. Deep. Useful.
New House Porch Report:
Sockathan, Blackie (pregnant...Sox is not the father)
Possum Pete, PeePee Le Pew
Random Chickens
Bonus: yard deer
Possum Pete has a wife.
That ‘comment on your a03 work’ email hits like a line of cocaine every time. unmatched dopamine increase. shoutout to everyone who leaves a comment on fics. you deserve the world
Interviewer: And why do you want to work here?
My checking account is negative 500 bucks. I'm out of meds. I need a new fake leg. We are almost put of car, cat, and people food.
Me: I like helping people solve their problems.

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"next time, log in faster with fingerprint/face/iris recognition!" how about i keep typing my password like i have for the past 25 years and you fuck off
New House Porch Report:
Sockathan, Blackie (pregnant...Sox is not the father)
Possum Pete, PeePee Le Pew
Random Chickens
Bonus: yard deer
Random SQ Dialogue That I would like to use one day.
Emma rolled her eyes.
"No. There is only one Robin Hood that counts, because he can speak with an English accent and that's well I can't remember his name. Wesley from Princess Bride. Who I could also totally be. If I had to be like a ye olde charecter I wanna be someone great. Like Zorro. He had style."
Regina suddenly winced.
Emma felt a small ping in her brain. Regina wasn't lying, but something fishy was going on.
"What?"
Regina immediately wiped her face and found the cider in her glass fascinating.
"Spit it out, Regina."
They weren't supposed to have secrets any more.
"There might-"
Regina looked down and away, almost like she was embaressed.
"-be a small chance that I um."
She sighed.
"I might have inspired the-
She was full on blushing now.
"-story of Zorro."
Emma's brain imploded. She felt her stomach flip and all of her blood started to bubble.
"How-what-that's not even-you're a girl!"
There was a beat of tense silence. Then Regina laughed. It was a roaring uncontrolled full belly laugh.
"Perhaps I should explain."
Emma grinned.
"Well."
Regona sighed then nodded her head, resigned to the fact she had to tell the tale.
"In my defense I was young. Well, younger."
She startled.
"I was."
She scrunched her face.
"About the same age you are now. I had just killed the King."
Emma's jaw dropped.
"That is a wild set of statements."
That had also been her grandfather, but Emma wasn't really interested in him.
"It was midwinter and I had just started to recover from my anual battle with winter lung."
She paused.
"They call it walking pneumonia here. I was finally free of the curse that kept me locked in the kingdom."
Emma made a mental note to follow up on that statement.
"Father wanted to take me away, let me relax and recuperate. Perhaps leave my revenge plans behind. I left a trusted man in charge and left with father to go south to the outskirts of his kingdom. To the beaches and meadows there. We rode incognito. No banners, knights, or even our true namesI didn't want to be a queen. Just a daughter with her father."
She smiled.
"But my uncle, well uncles really, were terrible rulers. They kept fighting for the throne, plunging the Southern Kingdom into civil war after Civil war. It was ugly and the people suffered. The nobles turned on their people. Taxes were raised and petty fights turned into tragedy."
Regina sighed.
One place, an archipelago on the Western Sea..."
Emma stared at Regina slack jawed at the end of the story.
"So you..your dad took you on a midevil spring break trip and you somehow became a rebel leader in a black mask. With a sword and whip and everything. You defeated the bad guy. Got the girl, who was a dragon sorceress by the way."
She held up a finger.
"We'll circle back to THAT later. All thatt and you just left? You just left and went back to Evil Queening?"
Every time Emma thought she had Regina figured out, she learned something else and it knocked for a new and even twistier loop.
Regina nodded, drained yet another glass of apple cider.
"Is this a bad time to add that about ten months later is when Lily would have hatched?"
Now Emma downed her drink and reached for the fancy glass decanter for more.

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Cora-as-Archie is harder to write than I expected.
It's like wrapping velvet around a poison dagger.
I'm trying to drop a few last minute foreshadowing bits and a chekov's rifle or two. Ya know for funsies.
Me: okay brain, don’t freak out, but we’ve come across a minor inconvenience
My shit brain, dousing itself in gasoline: unfortunate,