“I don’t believe we’ve met properly.”
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“I don’t believe we’ve met properly.”
tea-and-madness replied to your post:….? Tumblr dash what the fuck? Okay so like...
You mean you’re getting a notification about being tagged? That should only happen on first posts or if people mention your name/url in the post. Not every time
yeah exactly, it only just started today.
"I don't care what people say when we're together."
Emma rolled her eyes. “And you think I care what people say suddenly? Come on, I think we know enough about each other than nothing anyone tries to say for shock value will really be news. I just like things better when I don’t have to deal with other people butting in.” It was hard enough not to hit her parents when they had something to say about Jefferson. She gratefully didn’t have to deal with people she’d known before coming to town to toss her big mistakes out like news.
유 , ☢
유 Who was your first muse?
On the internet? Fred from Angel!
☢ How many active muses do you have?
6...
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“I don’t understand why you would say that?”
"Come sit in my lap, my love." (welcome to Storybrooke verse)
Emma gave him a quizzical look, but saw no reason to deny the request. The blonde carefully kicking her shoes off by the door before walking over and gently sitting on his knees.
"You make me so hard." (hat trick AU verse)
“Not on purpose.” she growled, trying to hide just how he affected her body.
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♔ - Bedtime / sleep outfit:
Emma usually crawls into bed wearing a tank top or camisole, and just panties. If there is a chance someone might be in the house or see her she’d wear small pajama shorts. In winter she’ll switch to a sweater and leave her legs bare or switch to fleece pajama pants depending on her mood.