So my Christmas went pretty well! It wasn't very big, just the three of us (but lol we still bought ALL THE FOOD, probably enough to last us for a month), but it was comfortable and fun (though jsyk, The Fall made me cry all the tears). I got The New Super Mario Bros for the wii, a book I've never heard of but apparently the author was in town and
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So I'm probably going to spam you with pairings because that's fun, but to start out with, can I has... Sansa/Dany? :D
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This is not 12 words /o\
The Dragon Queen left death in her wake, but for Sansa, she offered her a crown, and Petyr taught her better than to reject it.
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BUT IT'S SO GORGEOUS. I want more /o\ Write me all the Sansa/Dany :D
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*hmms* "Once Upon a Time", Mr. Gold & Henry (or Emma)
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"Everything comes with a price," Mr. Gold said, putting his hand on Henry's shoulder as Storybrook burned around them.
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SERIOUSLY. What's the longer fic that this is from? Is this how Storybrooke becomes the fairy tale once again and how hard it is for Henry to watch everything burn after all? Or did he make a deal with Mr. Gold that went impossibly worse than he could have imagined? Something else entirely?
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BUT, WELL IN MY BACKSTORY FOR THIS NON-EXISTENT fic, I imagine Henry tried some drastic measures to change the town back to the way it should be (idk maybe he's older; maybe it's an AU where he never found Emma) and contacted Mr. Gold, and well, people shouldn't make deals with Mr. Gold, because then bad things happen /o\
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I'm glad your Christmas went well and I'm sorry about your tooth. :( *hugs Scorp*
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It's okay! *snuggles back and kisses your face* (also, in case I don't talk to you on that day, Happy Early Birthday! <333333333)
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This used to be his room, he thinks as he kisses her on the bed; he died not five feet from here, blood spilling out on the floor (sometimes, he remembers it with crystal clear clarity; other times, he forgets-because the house wants him to forget-forgets everything and doesn’t know what day it is, convinces himself he’s still alive). He doesn’t know if that makes this any better or worse. Maybe she’ll like it, Tate thinks, as he kisses down her soft throat, maybe she already knows; Violet doesn’t like normal things but then she’s kissing him and Tate forgets all the bad stuff.
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One day, I may write Tate/Violet fic (or a fic about Tate raised in the murder house. I have a lot feelings about that house, tbh, it's weird). BUT I WILL TAKE YOUR FEELS FOR NOW, I UNDERSTAND YOUR FEELS.
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