you ever just ‘........... wei ying’ and sob
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you ever just ‘........... wei ying’ and sob
HIRE ME FILONI I WILL WRITE SEASON FIVE
/kicks leggy on ur askbox SEE your writing is lovely and I always enjoy seeing posts from you even if it breaks my heart, you heathen.
I’M TRYING TO WORK ON MY OC GET OUTTA HERE I JUST I GOTTA I GOTTA
His little arms wrapped around her neck as she picked him up, his entire body sighing in relief. His mumma was safe, and warm, and pretty much the best. "Like Beauty more," he said with a tiny sniffle. "Cuz she's yours. And daddy's bird needs too much petting." Konnie liked admiring the birds from afar, and was always a bit put out when Herman wanted pets. Tiny hands clutched the spoon, he held on to it even after it was licked clean. "Can I, uh, keep this? So I can smack away the dark?"
The level of smugness in Iracebeth’s smile could not be explained adequately with several hours of time. She often said that Acheo spoiled his bird - Herman had been hand-raised from a chick, and slept on silk for Goddess’s sake. The fact that their children complained about it only served her point. However, this was not the time nor place fo “I told you so’s”.
Thinking to herself for a moment, she pressed another fond kiss to Konnie’s forehead.
“I have a better idea. Let me see if I can find it…”
Still carrying her son, the queen quietly padded back to her bedroom. Acheo was dead asleep on his stomach, snoring away peacefully as he tended to do. Giving a quiet smile, she began rummaging through one of the antechambers which primarily served as gift storage.
Iracebeth was something of a hoarder with her presents, keeping even the tiniest trinkets he’d given to her during their courtship. After a few moment’s searching, she came up with a silver lantern. She pressed a finger to her lips as to tell Konnie she would explain in a moment, then returned to the nursery.
She sat Konnie down on his bed, and lit one of the shorter candles off the wall. Hissing as a bit of wax dripped onto her finger, she quickly put it into the lantern, and smiled as the walls lit up with a warm light, all in stars and constellations.
“That will chase anything away.” Another kiss to his cheek this time.
“Can you sleep, sweetheart?”
We all know about your love for Liam Jones and sadness when he crossed over to Heaven, but are you happy that we now have Liam 2 walking around Storybrooke alive and well? Maybe we could get some Emma and Liam 2 bonding since her and Liam Sr. didn't exactly get along?
I am here for Liam 2.0. I admit, that much like Hook, I was very mad when I saw Papa Jones had named the kid Liam. But that ain’t the lad’s fault and he is a Jones through and through. He was such a Jones in this episode and him and Papa Nemo owned my heart. Yes I want to keep him. alive and happy
Marshmallows? Don't you mean marshmarrows? *badum tshhhhh*
you have s l a i n me
im so so soossosooso oo ooo done with this EE
Oh my fucking god why can't Tom leave us alone?
Tommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... stopppppppppppppp..... pleaseeeeeeeeeee. *loses touch with reality*