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Sometimes there’s a mother.   Sometimes there’s a father.  Sometimes, there’s a father and a father; and sometimes those fathers are mothers.  Sometimes there’s a mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, weird aunties with funny hats, a butler, and old uncles who do nothing but eat rare smelly cheese. And sometimes there’s no one at all…but sometimes, there are boxes.  Families come in all shapes and sizes.  Even rectangles.
-The BoxTrolls (2014)

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I command you, Dark One…
Take me right here, hard, on this counter and then maybe these people will leave us the hell alone.

Seriously. She looks hella pissed off. Wonder what Rumple would have done if she’d tried that…

Obviously, he would start removing his pants. “Well, shit guys she commanded me sooooo you might wanna leave before you see somethings that will haunt your dreams and sex life for years to come…”

"Dagger game too strong," Rumple mutters as he drops his pants. Hook screams and uses the closest sharp object to gouge out his eyes.

Bahahahaha. Exactly.

Meanwhile Charming sticks around to take notes. “I didn’t even know you could do it like that!”

"Wow, who knew the Dark One was so flexible." *cocks head to the side*

"Rumplestiltskin was holding out on me when he demonstrated with hand puppets how to get Snow pregnant!"

This fandom.

RUMBELLE FANDOM I S2G

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