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♥ #SnowQueen ♥ #DarkEbullience ♥
Storybrooke | AU | SV
♥ #SnowQueen ♥ #DarkEbullience ♥
Storybrooke | AU | SV
They stand there for a heartbeat, the air between them crackling with unspoken promises.
Regina now capturing her own bottom lip, chocolate orbs sparkling with a desire set a flame and a quiet desperation that it is to be fueled, not extinguished.
Regina now capturing her own bottom lip, chocolate orbs sparkling with a desire set a flame and a quiet desperation that it is to be fueled, not extinguished.
December 3, 2024 at 5:57 AM
They stand there for a heartbeat, the air between them crackling with unspoken promises.
Regina now capturing her own bottom lip, chocolate orbs sparkling with a desire set a flame and a quiet desperation that it is to be fueled, not extinguished.
Regina now capturing her own bottom lip, chocolate orbs sparkling with a desire set a flame and a quiet desperation that it is to be fueled, not extinguished.
a soft, lingering kiss that speaks louder than any words could.
It’s not perfect, but it’s real—fiercely, tenderly, real.
When they pull away, Snow’s eyes are wide, a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something Regina recognizes all too well. +
It’s not perfect, but it’s real—fiercely, tenderly, real.
When they pull away, Snow’s eyes are wide, a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something Regina recognizes all too well. +
December 3, 2024 at 5:53 AM
a soft, lingering kiss that speaks louder than any words could.
It’s not perfect, but it’s real—fiercely, tenderly, real.
When they pull away, Snow’s eyes are wide, a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something Regina recognizes all too well. +
It’s not perfect, but it’s real—fiercely, tenderly, real.
When they pull away, Snow’s eyes are wide, a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something Regina recognizes all too well. +
She can feel the intensity between them, thick and charged with everything they’ve been through and everything they could still be. The music swells, a final rising note that fills the silence between them. Without thinking, without hesitation, Regina presses her lips to Snow’s, +
December 3, 2024 at 5:52 AM
She can feel the intensity between them, thick and charged with everything they’ve been through and everything they could still be. The music swells, a final rising note that fills the silence between them. Without thinking, without hesitation, Regina presses her lips to Snow’s, +
And as they move, Regina can’t help but think that, for all their tangled history, this moment—this quiet, electric connection between them—might be the beginning of something new.
Nearing the base of the stairs, Regina’s heart beats faster, not from fear, but from the weight of what this moment +
Nearing the base of the stairs, Regina’s heart beats faster, not from fear, but from the weight of what this moment +
December 3, 2024 at 5:51 AM
And as they move, Regina can’t help but think that, for all their tangled history, this moment—this quiet, electric connection between them—might be the beginning of something new.
Nearing the base of the stairs, Regina’s heart beats faster, not from fear, but from the weight of what this moment +
Nearing the base of the stairs, Regina’s heart beats faster, not from fear, but from the weight of what this moment +
her words now a whisper meant only for her. “I want you with me. All of you.”
The invitation hangs in the air, unspoken but undeniable. Regina’s hand, still resting gently on Snow’s back, guides her slowly towards the staircase, each step of their waltz echoing softly in the dim-lit room. +
The invitation hangs in the air, unspoken but undeniable. Regina’s hand, still resting gently on Snow’s back, guides her slowly towards the staircase, each step of their waltz echoing softly in the dim-lit room. +
December 3, 2024 at 5:44 AM
her words now a whisper meant only for her. “I want you with me. All of you.”
The invitation hangs in the air, unspoken but undeniable. Regina’s hand, still resting gently on Snow’s back, guides her slowly towards the staircase, each step of their waltz echoing softly in the dim-lit room. +
The invitation hangs in the air, unspoken but undeniable. Regina’s hand, still resting gently on Snow’s back, guides her slowly towards the staircase, each step of their waltz echoing softly in the dim-lit room. +
briefly pulls Regian to reality as their small, intimate bubble threatens to fade—the steady pulse of the jazz, the air brushing against their skin, even the very beat of their hearts seem to still in that space and once again Regina leans in, her lips a breath away from Snow’s ear, +
December 3, 2024 at 5:41 AM
briefly pulls Regian to reality as their small, intimate bubble threatens to fade—the steady pulse of the jazz, the air brushing against their skin, even the very beat of their hearts seem to still in that space and once again Regina leans in, her lips a breath away from Snow’s ear, +
everything they’ve been through. "We can continue this... the music, the dance. Just us. Or we can simply sleep"
Snow’s gaze softens, and Regina watches as she swallows, her throat working as if trying to find the right words to match the tremor in her chest. For a moment, the world outside +
Snow’s gaze softens, and Regina watches as she swallows, her throat working as if trying to find the right words to match the tremor in her chest. For a moment, the world outside +
December 3, 2024 at 5:38 AM
everything they’ve been through. "We can continue this... the music, the dance. Just us. Or we can simply sleep"
Snow’s gaze softens, and Regina watches as she swallows, her throat working as if trying to find the right words to match the tremor in her chest. For a moment, the world outside +
Snow’s gaze softens, and Regina watches as she swallows, her throat working as if trying to find the right words to match the tremor in her chest. For a moment, the world outside +
makes her pause—a flicker of something caught between longing and hesitation.
“Come upstairs with me,” Regina continues, her voice a low hum, as soothing as it is charged. Her thumb brushes against the back of Snow's hand in a soft, deliberate motion, a silent plea that carries all the weight of +
“Come upstairs with me,” Regina continues, her voice a low hum, as soothing as it is charged. Her thumb brushes against the back of Snow's hand in a soft, deliberate motion, a silent plea that carries all the weight of +
December 3, 2024 at 5:34 AM
makes her pause—a flicker of something caught between longing and hesitation.
“Come upstairs with me,” Regina continues, her voice a low hum, as soothing as it is charged. Her thumb brushes against the back of Snow's hand in a soft, deliberate motion, a silent plea that carries all the weight of +
“Come upstairs with me,” Regina continues, her voice a low hum, as soothing as it is charged. Her thumb brushes against the back of Snow's hand in a soft, deliberate motion, a silent plea that carries all the weight of +
It’s not a request; it’s an invitation, something unspoken but deeply understood between them.
The former queen can feel Snow's hand as it rests against the small of her back, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. Regina pulls back just enough to meet her gaze, and what she sees there
The former queen can feel Snow's hand as it rests against the small of her back, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. Regina pulls back just enough to meet her gaze, and what she sees there
December 3, 2024 at 5:33 AM
It’s not a request; it’s an invitation, something unspoken but deeply understood between them.
The former queen can feel Snow's hand as it rests against the small of her back, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. Regina pulls back just enough to meet her gaze, and what she sees there
The former queen can feel Snow's hand as it rests against the small of her back, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. Regina pulls back just enough to meet her gaze, and what she sees there
of everything they've shared and everything they haven't yet dared to say or do.
Regina leans her face closer to Snow’s ear, her lips grazing the soft skin just beneath the curve of her jaw. “Stay with me,” she murmurs, the words slipping from her lips with a tenderness she can’t quite mask. +
Regina leans her face closer to Snow’s ear, her lips grazing the soft skin just beneath the curve of her jaw. “Stay with me,” she murmurs, the words slipping from her lips with a tenderness she can’t quite mask. +
December 3, 2024 at 5:31 AM
of everything they've shared and everything they haven't yet dared to say or do.
Regina leans her face closer to Snow’s ear, her lips grazing the soft skin just beneath the curve of her jaw. “Stay with me,” she murmurs, the words slipping from her lips with a tenderness she can’t quite mask. +
Regina leans her face closer to Snow’s ear, her lips grazing the soft skin just beneath the curve of her jaw. “Stay with me,” she murmurs, the words slipping from her lips with a tenderness she can’t quite mask. +
heartbeat, that this moment—this dance—is fragile, as if it might dissolve into nothing with the next breath.
Her arm tightens around Snow’s waist, just enough to keep her grounded, but not so tight as to overwhelm. She feels the rhythm of Snow's heartbeat against her own chest, an echo +
Her arm tightens around Snow’s waist, just enough to keep her grounded, but not so tight as to overwhelm. She feels the rhythm of Snow's heartbeat against her own chest, an echo +
December 3, 2024 at 5:29 AM
heartbeat, that this moment—this dance—is fragile, as if it might dissolve into nothing with the next breath.
Her arm tightens around Snow’s waist, just enough to keep her grounded, but not so tight as to overwhelm. She feels the rhythm of Snow's heartbeat against her own chest, an echo +
Her arm tightens around Snow’s waist, just enough to keep her grounded, but not so tight as to overwhelm. She feels the rhythm of Snow's heartbeat against her own chest, an echo +
Regina feels the subtle tension in Snow's body, the way her breath hitches ever so slightly with each sway of their dance. It's an unspoken thing, the way their past is woven into every movement, every fleeting touch. Regina knows, in the quiet space between jazz notes and the pulse of her own +
December 3, 2024 at 5:28 AM
Regina feels the subtle tension in Snow's body, the way her breath hitches ever so slightly with each sway of their dance. It's an unspoken thing, the way their past is woven into every movement, every fleeting touch. Regina knows, in the quiet space between jazz notes and the pulse of her own +
that only grew with every passing note. They moved in harmony, their bodies speaking the language of the song—slow, tender, and full of affection.
The night stretched on, the music never ending, as they danced together, their hearts beating in time with the rhythm of the jazz.
The night stretched on, the music never ending, as they danced together, their hearts beating in time with the rhythm of the jazz.
December 3, 2024 at 2:45 AM
that only grew with every passing note. They moved in harmony, their bodies speaking the language of the song—slow, tender, and full of affection.
The night stretched on, the music never ending, as they danced together, their hearts beating in time with the rhythm of the jazz.
The night stretched on, the music never ending, as they danced together, their hearts beating in time with the rhythm of the jazz.
Emerald eyes catching chocolate in the dim light. A smile tugged at her lips, something soft, something full of the quiet joy of this moment, this closeness.
Neither of them spoke. There was no need for words. The music told the story for them, a tale of longing, of desire, and of a comfort +
Neither of them spoke. There was no need for words. The music told the story for them, a tale of longing, of desire, and of a comfort +
December 3, 2024 at 2:44 AM
Emerald eyes catching chocolate in the dim light. A smile tugged at her lips, something soft, something full of the quiet joy of this moment, this closeness.
Neither of them spoke. There was no need for words. The music told the story for them, a tale of longing, of desire, and of a comfort +
Neither of them spoke. There was no need for words. The music told the story for them, a tale of longing, of desire, and of a comfort +
irrelevant. The only thing that existed was the soft scrape of their shoes against the floor and the tender, unspoken connection that pulsed between them, deep and steady like the music itself.
Regina’s hand slides from Snow’s waist to the small of her back, pulling her just a little closer. +
Regina’s hand slides from Snow’s waist to the small of her back, pulling her just a little closer. +
December 3, 2024 at 2:42 AM
irrelevant. The only thing that existed was the soft scrape of their shoes against the floor and the tender, unspoken connection that pulsed between them, deep and steady like the music itself.
Regina’s hand slides from Snow’s waist to the small of her back, pulling her just a little closer. +
Regina’s hand slides from Snow’s waist to the small of her back, pulling her just a little closer. +
her into the rhythm. Their feet moved in a quiet, unhurried waltz, the gentle sway of their bodies echoing the song’s smooth, hypnotic tempo.
Snow’s head rested slightly on Regina’s shoulder, their steps in perfect sync as they moved together across the room. The world outside seemed distant, +
Snow’s head rested slightly on Regina’s shoulder, their steps in perfect sync as they moved together across the room. The world outside seemed distant, +
December 3, 2024 at 2:39 AM
her into the rhythm. Their feet moved in a quiet, unhurried waltz, the gentle sway of their bodies echoing the song’s smooth, hypnotic tempo.
Snow’s head rested slightly on Regina’s shoulder, their steps in perfect sync as they moved together across the room. The world outside seemed distant, +
Snow’s head rested slightly on Regina’s shoulder, their steps in perfect sync as they moved together across the room. The world outside seemed distant, +
the smooth notes of a jazz saxophone filling the space, its slow, sultry rhythm wrapping around the room like a velvet blanket.
They stood still for a heartbeat, letting the music settle between them. The saxophone breathed a long, slow sigh, and then Regina pulled Snow gently toward her, guiding +
They stood still for a heartbeat, letting the music settle between them. The saxophone breathed a long, slow sigh, and then Regina pulled Snow gently toward her, guiding +
December 3, 2024 at 2:37 AM
the smooth notes of a jazz saxophone filling the space, its slow, sultry rhythm wrapping around the room like a velvet blanket.
They stood still for a heartbeat, letting the music settle between them. The saxophone breathed a long, slow sigh, and then Regina pulled Snow gently toward her, guiding +
They stood still for a heartbeat, letting the music settle between them. The saxophone breathed a long, slow sigh, and then Regina pulled Snow gently toward her, guiding +
The soft glow of the lamplight bathed the living room in a golden haze. The air was thick with the warmth of an evening spent indoors where confessions of love seemed a lifetime ago, the kind of night that begged for intimacy, for closeness. The record player crackled to life in the corner, +
December 3, 2024 at 2:34 AM
The soft glow of the lamplight bathed the living room in a golden haze. The air was thick with the warmth of an evening spent indoors where confessions of love seemed a lifetime ago, the kind of night that begged for intimacy, for closeness. The record player crackled to life in the corner, +
Leaning forward, Regina presses a kiss to pink lips before standing up and offering her hand, smile bright with wonder of what was to come for them.
“Come, My Darling, dance with me.”
“Come, My Darling, dance with me.”
December 2, 2024 at 11:29 PM
Leaning forward, Regina presses a kiss to pink lips before standing up and offering her hand, smile bright with wonder of what was to come for them.
“Come, My Darling, dance with me.”
“Come, My Darling, dance with me.”
the course of the cures, it made her feel as if she was the only one able to truly see her soul. To see who she had the potential to be and now here they are, expressing their honest and true feelings. Perhaps Snow really was seeing Regina’s true self with those glances.
“Dance with me.” +
“Dance with me.” +
December 2, 2024 at 11:27 PM
the course of the cures, it made her feel as if she was the only one able to truly see her soul. To see who she had the potential to be and now here they are, expressing their honest and true feelings. Perhaps Snow really was seeing Regina’s true self with those glances.
“Dance with me.” +
“Dance with me.” +
but hearing from those precious pink lips gave her more happiness in a single moment than any other morsel she’d been falsely dangled by anyone.
“I always hoped there was something. I can’t begin to find the words to describe what I’m feeling.”
Every single time Snows eyes met Regina’s over the+
“I always hoped there was something. I can’t begin to find the words to describe what I’m feeling.”
Every single time Snows eyes met Regina’s over the+
December 2, 2024 at 11:25 PM
but hearing from those precious pink lips gave her more happiness in a single moment than any other morsel she’d been falsely dangled by anyone.
“I always hoped there was something. I can’t begin to find the words to describe what I’m feeling.”
Every single time Snows eyes met Regina’s over the+
“I always hoped there was something. I can’t begin to find the words to describe what I’m feeling.”
Every single time Snows eyes met Regina’s over the+