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((This tots sat in my drafts for a hundred years.... blame my dentist putting braces on my teeth! :P))

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Headcanons!

☃: Would they build a snowman

Ya! Amelia would probably try and get people to do that with her, tbh.

✍: A langauge they can speak.

English. Kinda half fluent in Welsh.

☮: How they keep calm. 

She travels around, takes a break from Torchwood, sees the stars and other planets.

♥: How they show affection. 

Hugs. Kisses. Little touches here and there. Constantly asking if the other is okay. Flirting. Straight out saying "I like/love you"

☁: How they feel about cold weather. 

            When had things become so out of hand? Regina had no idea, they were facing a Snow Queen who had just casted the shattering mirror curse over town, she was on the lookout for the writer of the fairy tale book which had completely thrown her off with that new page and did made her wonder if something had happened, if she had walked in that tavern and meet Robin only to have her memories been erased. To still having to unfreeze Marian. Indeed things had gotten out of hand and her books in her vault provided no answer to neither of the three problems that was currently facing.

              The library was out of question of course so there was only one place that Regina had decided to go, the bookshop owned by a young woman by the name of Mint, someone that seemed to know more than what they allowed anyone to know. Opening the door of the small bookstore, Regina looked around, moving a strand of hair behind her ear as the only noise been the clicking of her heels on the floor. “Mint? I need your help and unless you wish to watch this town crash and burn I will need your special books on magic.”

Poor Amelia :(

Illness themed RP starters!

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Amelia groaned as Mint brought her over the empty waste bin from the toilet. In annoyance (not at Mint, but at the stupid flue she’d caught, but refused to admit she actually had) she weekly pushed it away about to go on a rant at how she was fine, and didn’t need it when a wave of extreme nausea hit and over came her. Quickly grabbing the bin, quicker than she meant to, the contents of her stomach (which wasn’t much) emptied into it.

Gagging a bit at the foul taste of her previous digested food, as soon as she was able to catch her breath again Amelia tried to calm herself (and stomach) down. It seemed to be working. That, or there was just nothing else left in her stomach to make her be sick again.

Placing the bin on the floor next to her, to exhausted to get up and clean it right away, Amelia groaned again. She hated feeling sick. She hated being sick. And although it didn’t happen often, when it did, it struck hard.

Amelia looked back up at Mint with pleading eyes she didn’t mean to show. “Thanks.” she mumbled.

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Okay gurl, so sorry I haven’t answered this till now! I think you sent it a day or a couple after my hiatus started, and even though I was able to answer it earlier than now, I keep it so that I could go into my ask and look and it from time to time. Which is also why (I hope you don’t mind) I’m publishing it so that I can put it in my #ref tag. :D

Okay nighty night dahl - We’ll talk later :)

Ship Edition | Send a symbol for my muse to respond:

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I was wondering where payphone went :P lol

☢ - your muse meeting my muse’s parents

♚ - my muse is being hit on by a mutual friend and your muse is jealous

☂ - our muse’s are at the park together when it starts to rain

Hehe :3 Okay, I’ve got like IDEAS for  ALL of these! But I’m gonna post ‘em tomorrow since my laptops dying and I’m going to bed soon :P But expect a starter for each of those! :D