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[oftimeslostlongago-wal]

If there was one thing he hated, it was magic. He honestly thought when he died that would be it, no more bullshit with magic and curses. Except now he seemed to be in modern day London. Maybe some trick his father had played, but what was the point in any of it if he couldn't get back to Storybrooke? His family was there, his son was there. Emma was... standing right there? "Emma?" was this real... or did it mean something had happened to her?

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[oftimeslostlongago-wal]

Whatever this world was, at least it had books. She could handle anything as long as there were books. Sure she knew what the reputation about Barbie's was here, she had still written books. No one ever could take her accomplishments away from her, she wouldn't let them. The shop though was a little harder to come to grips with, names everywhere, many she didn't recognise. Seeing another woman in there might be a start, she trusted their judgement a lot more. "Excuse me, there's... just a lot in here. Do you have any recommendations? I totally need to not think about reality".

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[loomingdread]

“What could be worse than hummus?” (Janis & Tim)

"Guacamole hummus." he answered, without even having to give it much thought. "All the disappointment of hummus, with the dirt flavours of guacamole. But, without any of the freshness of pure guacamole." he shook his head. Never again. "The only good part about it? The words. Guacamole especially. What a good word." He looked over at the other and smiled gently. "You really hate it that much? What about asparagus? I think it's worse. Or, beetroot, pretty nasty."

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[loomingdread]

“Delaying death is one of my favorite hobbies.” (Morgan & Cosmo)

Cosmo's little furry brows furrowed as she listened to the other's strange choice of hobby. "Cosmo not thinking is hobby. Is more...just..being...alive." She didn't want to discourage them from having hobbies, but, perhaps picking one that was less high stakes might be in their best interest. "Why not instead, be celebrating being alive? Keeping journal or taking picture for scrapbook?"

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[loomingdread]

 ❝ It’s fine ‘till someone gets hurt. ❞ (Peter & Tim)

"How could someone get hurt, ay?" he asked, his tongue idly toying with his lip piercing as he thought about the other's concern. "I mean, I guess if you didn't look after it, it could get infected or something." That was all he'd managed to come up with, but, in his many years of acquiring novelty piercings only to get rid of them after a few months, he'd never had any real problems. "Little kids get their ears pierced all the time. I think you might be overthinking it a little. I mean, no one's pressuring you to get anything, but, it's not as bad as you're thinking it is."

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[ohbambix]

❝ 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕦𝕘 ❞ | @itwcsmcroon

Insults weren't usually something to stick a landing. Maybe it was because life on the Isle permanently would thicken a villain's skin as insults were fed to them like mothers milk. Or maybe it was the fact that he grew up with two sisters, who enjoyed having insult contests over the dinner table and it always felt like a piece of home.

"The thing about slugs, duckling," he purrs, leaning against the nearest solid surface, "is they always leave a noticeable trail behind. Whether it's out of making a positive impression or not, one only has to put the salt away to find out." Somewhere, Gil is proud. "So is that a no to sharing hot cocoa?"

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[ 𝔽𝔼𝕊𝕋𝕀𝕍𝔸𝕃 ] 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝. | @itwcsmcroon

Kurt had never experienced a winter carnival before. The one's that popped up around Ohio were usually used as religious propaganda instead of just enjoying winter and a bit of fun, so he had opted out anytime the opportunity had been given. But this? Every cool blue, white, and purple lights that lit up the night, with squeals of glee excitement as other carnival goers took advantage of the many rides and games offered. And the one thing Kurt wanted out of all of this?

"Oh, can we go skating? Maybe get hot cocoa?" It's tradition, an inner voice whispers. "Both? Both. Come on." Although not being touchy feely, he still extends a hand towards his partner, Morgan, not even trying to hide the childish joy bubbling over on his face.

[loomingdread]

❝ so when did I become so special ? ❞

(Gamora & Rocket)

"You were always special. Quill thought so, at least." he furrowed his brow, shaking his head. She had a place in his heart, sure. But, he didn't think they'd ever been particularly close. He wouldn't admit it to her face, but, he preferred Nebula. "You saved the galaxy a buncha times. You didn't kill me, even when you really wanted to. That's gotta count for somethin', right?"

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