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wavesketcher-sq · 5 days
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Cartoon Simp Swan from my fic:
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Regina totally knew what she was doing.
Your Mom's Hot by wavesketcher on ao3
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wavesketcher-sq · 7 days
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EMMA SWAN & REGINA MILLS Season 1, Episode 2: The Thing You Love Most
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wavesketcher-sq · 9 days
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8 thoughts on watching S1 E1&2 (after 8 years):
I cannot function anytime Regina is on screen. I felt the same way eight years ago, but now I understand it for what it is: gay panic. 
Henry is so adorable, what a meddler 
Rumple is such a scene stealer 
I will never get over how American’s pronounce “Graham” 
Regina: takes basket of her forbidden fruit to Emma’s door. Emma: basically naked, makes Regina word vomit tree facts. 
“Don’t underestimate me, Miss Swan” *intense eye sex* “You have no idea what I’m capable of.” *continued intense eyes sex* 
THE FUCKING TREE CUTTING SCENE. “Your move.” 
If I got a call from an unknown number and the Mayor of MILFtown said, “Miss [..], I’d be happy to keep demonstrating my power” I would tell her, politely, that I have absolutely zero qualms, in fact, I very much encourage this demonstrating. 
The S1 enemies to lovers slow burn was off to such a strong start 🥲
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wavesketcher-sq · 13 days
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that feeling when you've just finished your first sq fic since coming out:
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wavesketcher-sq · 13 days
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My Stories
- on A03 & ff.net 🌈
- tip jar 🍯
Completed! Multi-Chapter:
Your Mom's Hot (2024)
7k. Comedy, pining, sexual tension, SwanMills domestic fluff.
Blinking (2016)
9.5k. Angst. Happy ending but ANGST.
+ more one shots/ unfinished / older fics to be found on my author's page...
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wavesketcher-sq · 13 days
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Not a question... Just read Your Mom's Hot and it's amazing! Can't wait for more. I guess I do have a question... How are ya?
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My first ask, hiiiiii. I've just finished writing the final chapter - but no fear, I have a VERY fun sequel already planned.
I'm listening to Cowboy Carter right now so I'm doing pretty well 🤠 My football (soccer) team are inevitably going to lose today so that may dampen my mood a littleeee lol
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wavesketcher-sq · 15 days
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now I'm writing sq fic again...will I be tempted 👀
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wavesketcher-sq · 15 days
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idk who she's smiling at (robin?) but can it be me pls,
or emma, I'll concede to emma only
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103/365 days of regina mills
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wavesketcher-sq · 16 days
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Your Mom's Hot #4 (ft a drunk cowgirl regina just trying to find her son)
Half way up the stairs, Regina whines, “Em-maaaa, why do I need another pee?”
“It’s the alcohol. You did have a lot of shots.”
“That was entirely Ruby’s entire fault. Entirely. Fuck me, there’s a LINE!?”
The line of girls standing outside the upstairs bathroom look up from their chatter at the drunk woman shouting LINE at them.
“Cute hat,” one says, smirking.
Regina yanks it off her head. “I own every one of your fathers, let me use the fucking toilet.”
Read the full chapter here
Regina being desperate for the loo all the time is my new fave trope. I mean, idk if it can be classed as a trope but this whole chapter was so much fun to write.
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wavesketcher-sq · 18 days
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Your Mom's Hot #3 (ft gay panic + cowboy hats).
“How the fuck did you manage to convince the Mayor to come to my gay-as-shit cowgirl party?” 
Emma takes a sip of her ‘Ruby-Red Cocktail’ (Mulan’s creation) and grins, “She’s wearing my jeans.”
Ruby quirks a brow. “I noticed.”
They both look to the other end of the kitchen, where Regina’s startled eyes are bouncing between Mulan and Dorothy, both wearing glittery rainbow cowboy hats. Regina had flat out refused the black, very sparkly, one Dorothy had thrust upon her at the door. 
“Seriously though,” Ruby says, “How is she in my kitchen in your jeans?”
Emma shrugs, praying her bright red hat steals the colour away from her cheeks. 
Too late, Ruby can sniff out gay panic from a mile away. #JustWolfThings. “Fucking inevitable.”
“What!”
“That you’d move in and realise that this whole time you had a fat-fucking-gay crush.”
“What do you mean ‘this whole time’,” Emma hisses, because Regina has just walked over to the countertop to pour herself another drink.
“Like…this whole time. Since you came to town.”
Emma chokes on her cocktail; Regina glances at them.
“Pour yourself a fat one, Gina,” Ruby calls over the music, then to Emma, “I know, I know, you were mortal enemies but let’s be real, her Mayor ass had you from day one.”
Regina strides back to her Perch of Judgement in the kitchen corner; Emma contemplates her Mayor ass.
Read the full chapter here.
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wavesketcher-sq · 21 days
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I remember the pages of analysis we all wrote over Regina's expression, Emma licking her lips and the TOUCH
those were the days
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SWAN QUEEN in 4.13 “Darkness on the Edge of Town”
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wavesketcher-sq · 22 days
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it makes my heart happy to see this ship still mf sailing - I've never had so many subscriptions and comments after only two short chapters, ily swen
swan queen stays winning 😎😎
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wavesketcher-sq · 24 days
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Your Mom's Hot (ft fluffy feels & making fun of the pinecone).
The bug is heavy with the lingering smell of Thursday night Granny’s take out. 
“Henry’s fault,” Emma is quick to assure the other woman, “I told him no.”
“And yet?”
“We were…hungry?”
Regina lets that I’m so soft for my son smile escape onto her face (would it be too much to think it might just be for Emma too?). 
She steals glances at Regina for the entirety of the car ride. She is really dressed up, like, head turning levels, in a tight red dress with a teeny suggestive keyhole of cleavage, designed to sneak up on you, catch you off guard. 
“If you were going on a date,” Emma probes, “What’s your type?”
“This is a sleepover question, Emma.”
Does this mean she wants a sleepover?
“I just mean, take Robin for example. I thought you’d like him back.”
Regina looks at her. “Why?”
Emma looks back at the road. “I dunno, he is all…chivalrous.”
The brunette’s reply is decisive: “I don’t like beards.”
Score for Emma.
“Do you remember those ridiculous fruit baskets he kept bringing to your office?” She laughs, then puts on a strangled English accent, “Regina, hello, I hope it isn’t too much of an intrusion to bring you this. The fruit reminded me of the fruits that your Mayoral expertise gifts the town.”
She glances to her left, for like the millionth time; Regina’s  folded her lips inward, concealing a laugh. 
“Wait! You bought me a fruit basket back when I first came to town.”
“That was a power play move,” Regina says, hastily. 
“You were trying to poison me, weren’t you?”
“No,” Regina hesitates, “Well, maybe a little.”
They both chuckle because the brunette’s homicidal inclinations are nostalgic now that they’re friends and Emma has a column on the Kitchen CalendarTM. 
Read the full chapter here.
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wavesketcher-sq · 29 days
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regina like oh, look who just walked in 🫦
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emma swan, my ray of sunshine 💛 31/?
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wavesketcher-sq · 29 days
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Your Mom's Hot
A/N: Wavesketcher writing SQ fic in 2024, who'd have thought it.
It’s a truth universally acknowledged that Regina Mills is hot. Which is totally fine because she, Emma Swan, has always had hot friends. There were the girls she played sports with in high school - hot - her kickboxing teacher that bought her tequilas every Friday night in the days before Storybrooke - hot - Ruby Lucas, her Storybrooke drinking buddy - hot. 
Regina is a hot Mayor, no biggie. 
Then it happens. The shift, the capitalisation, the transition from acceptable, passing hotness to stomach pinching, dream visiting chaos.
She’s passing by Henry’s room, and lingers at the door when she hears her name. 
“Emma’s cool,” says the voice of fourteen year old Isaac, a school friend, “But when is your other Mom coming home?”
“Dunno,” says the voice of fourteen year old Henry, her son, “Why?”
“Because she’s hot.” 
“Isaac! Gross!” Henry yells, and there’s a scuffle and a thump as one pubescent teen is pushed off the bed. 
“Hey!? Everyone at school thinks so! Your Mom’s hot,” Isaac squeezes the words out between fits of laughter. It sounds like Henry is thumping him with a pillow. 
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Hot Mom/Mayor Mills comes home at six pm. Emma is in Henry’s room, trying to figure out the boys pizza order. 
“Shit,” she mutters, hearing the door open, “she’s back early.”
“Maybe she’ll want pizza too?” says Isaac. Henry thumps him again. 
“Emma, please kindly leave your jacket in the coat closet and not on the stairs!”
She throws Henry a conspiratorial eye roll and shouts, “Sorry, Mom!” 
The teens snicker. 
But she’s a little helpless when it comes to Regina’s nagging - after all, she did offer to take her in when her flat basically fucking exploded, and her choices included living with her PDA obsessive parents, or, on her ex-boyfriend’s crusty pirate ship - and bounds down the stairs to meet her. 
Regina is holding Emma’s red jacket between two manicured fingers. She raises a brow, “Must I have to teach you?”
And Emma’s mouth is suddenly dry because that sounded really, kinda, very, Hot. 
Read the full chapter here.
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wavesketcher-sq · 1 month
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I will fight any gust of wind that DARES try to disrupt that perfectly executed hair flick
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25/365 days of regina mills
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wavesketcher-sq · 1 month
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I actually just made an audible noise of pain. Completely involuntarily. The grip these two have on me remains strong.
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