Black Butterfly
And thatâs how Wednesday Addams succumbs to the hellscape that is human emotion.
Enidâs eyes widen in surprise, before sheâs rushing in to pull Wednesday into a hug. At this point Wednesdayâs familiar with the process. She wraps her arms around Enidâs shoulders, buries her face into Enidâs neck. Thinks mine.
Sheâs aware of Ajaxâs eyes on them from the courtyard. Wednesday doesnât make any move to pull away, but instead meets his bewildered gaze over Enidâs shoulder -
And flips him off.
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Or, where hugging kind of becomes Wednesday and Enid's thing
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Title:Â The M.I.L.F Next Door [Art]
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Title:Â The MILF Next Door
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Words: 32k
Summary:
âDo you think sheâs pretty?â
âYes. I think sheâs really⌠pretty,â Emma coughs. Hopes she can pass off her tomato face as a heat symptom.
âAnd smart?â
âMhmm.â
âAnd nice?â
âKid, if this is your way of interrogating me for your momâs friendship, then yes. I think sheâs super pretty, super smart, and super nice. Sometimes,â Emma adds as an afterthought. Because Regina can still be a Super Bitch. âSheâs also a total MILF, so thereâs that.â
Henry wrinkles his nose. âWhatâs a MILF?â
âMadame Iâd like to friend.â
âOh.â
Or â In the dead of night, Emma stumbles across a lonely boy and his mom. The neighbor AU.
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Emma: So youâve been living in another time? Or another version of time?
Regina *sigh*: Something like that, I guess there are more realms and realities existing at once than we can ever hope to imagine.
Emma: Do you think thereâs one...no...I...
Regina: Is there one what?
Emma: One where we didnât miss our chances, one where you and I werenât just an âalmostâ but an âever afterâ?
Regina *smiles wistfully*: I hope so.
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Emma: Check out the shirt I just got made! Look! *unzips hoodie to reveal âEmma Fucking Swanâ shirt*
Snow: Nice, I guess..
Regina: I got one too, Snow.. *takes off jumper, shows âFucking Emma Swanâ shirt*
Snow: *spits out coffee*
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Emma : Sooo... How the most beautiful woman in the world doing?
Regina : I don't know, how are...
Rumple, from another room : Belle is fine thanks!
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Yesterday I went to dinner to catch up with my buddy from the math department, and he told me this story about how he ran the city marathon in 2 hours, 59 minutes. Thatâs an amazing time. He was 19th out of thousands.Â
He was doing pretty well for the first half, but then his ankle started to hurt. He slowed down for a bit, but then this girl he passed before passed him, and he started overthinking whether or not it was awkward to pass the same person multiple times, and, like, what if they small-talked about it? He decided it was better to pass her and stay ahead, so he picked up the pace. A few miles later, he fell in with two dude-bros who started talking to him. Not pleased to find himself in the company of dude-bros, he pulled ahead once again. This continued for a while; every time he got closed to a group of other marathoners, his social anxiety kicked in and he ran faster because he felt nervous being near people.Â
TL;DR A mathematician ran an record marathon to avoid making small-talk with randos. He introverted his way into qualifying for the Boston marathon.Â
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If a toy from Toy Story died, the kids wouldnât know, and the other toys would have to watch the kids play with their corpses.
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the sq part of an alternate opening for once upon a time storybrooke
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