#sweetassqueue

[sweetassswan]

❀ pearl necklace

mentalitynotes

“Fuckable? That’s really charming there Em.” She patted his arm and kissed his cheek, “But yes Fuckable is a good word to describe you.”

- @sweetassswan -

❀ @mentalitynotes

“Mmm, fuckable sounds so cool coming from your mouth. Are you always so open with the words or just when I’m around?” 

[sweetassswan]

memories of us

@ villainofthisstory:

“I did.” Regina informed her, “You would help sometimes…but I usually ended up shooing you away. We would make lasagna, pies, fish and chips, garden salads…and sometimes you had me make hamburgers or grilled cheese. Those two were your favorites.” That had been a lot of small details, ones she hoped didn’t trigger anything painful for the woman she loved.

Once inside, she took a step back and allowed Emma any space she may want to explore. “…see anything familiar?”

❀ @villainofthisstory​

“Was I that bad?” Emma chuckled and looked around. Her green eyes  moved from item to item, from space to space, forcing her memories out but the headache started right away and she shook her head. “The head is killing me.” She confessed and leaned on the nearest wall. “Can I sit somewhere?” Her eyes found Regina, full with need for understanding. She had the feeling she was going to get it.

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{ tracker update }

due to real life and how much time i have here, after a long consideration i’ve decided to drop few threads that are no longer tickling my character in any way. it has nothing to do with you being bad writer or something of the sort. i’ve just lost muse for those threads and since they don’t have plot i won’t keep them. i’m not going to consider new threads any time soon, unless it’s from people from my exclusivity list.  

again i’m sorry for those who are listed but i need to keep up with my muses’ desires. with some of the people i drop something and kee something else.

@324b21thegeekmonkey, @alwaysavillxin ( but only the S1 thread ), @authorofmydestiny ( only the ‘Dating should be fun’ ), @keep-singingx, @peppersaltandburn, @samaislin.

[sweetassswan]

✚

aroseofyork | ✚ for a kiss on a wound.

♛ Emmett hissed in pain. Dammit, he hit his cut in the wallbecause he was staring at Mary again. He had to stop doing that. Maybe one of those days he might actually stop. 

But she found him adorable, blush creeping on her cheeks asshe leaned forward and placed soft kiss on his palm.

[sweetassswan]

❀ in the fitness

She watched him with a playful smile as she lifted her up. As he set her down she kept her eyes on him, “Yep.” Annabelle teased with a smirk. “You got very nice arms.”

❀ withabxte

“I have other nice things but you don’t need to know about them now. Maybe if you work out well enough I might show them to you.” Emmett went back to his  machine which was close to hers. “Let’s see what you got.”

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❀ child Regina

 twelvestep-reginamills

Regina followed the blonde outside to the strange yellow thing that Emma was calling a carriage. She merely raised a brow as she continued to study it. She moved forward and she carefully touched the strange thing.

She continued touching it and when she realized that it was probably safe she dropped her hand to her side and she looked to Emma.

“I’m ready now.”

❀ Emma waited patiently for the girl to get to know the car. She feared that if she pushed Regina she might get scared and run away. And the blonde wasn’t in the mood for chasing. So going slow was the best. 

“Yeah?” She moved forward and opened the door. “There you go. Sit and I will go around the car and sit in the other seat. I will drive it from there.”

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"You're letting go."

aroseofyork | sentence meme

“I’m not.” The servant replied. “I just... I have to go to Bulgaria. I... have a kingdom to get to and... I can’t do it from here, can’t I?” He scratched the back of his neck. He was no longer servant. He was the heir to the Bulgarian throne. That was something in everyone’s book. 

[sweetassswan]

“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

sigridofdale | sentence meme

He was done with lying around. He wanted to move but that damn hand on his chest was forcing him down. He was still very weak because after the dagger scene his wound had reopened and Sigrid patched him again. 

She was growing on him. He could tell that. The little girl was so caring and gentle, not mention, soft. He didn’t want to make her run away, so he had to do as told. 

“Yes, ma’am.” He smiled up at her and lied down again. “But only if you tell me some story.” It was a habit of theirs. To make up stories before bed.