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Chapter Eight

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Pairing: Vampire!Jefferson x Coroner!Reader (OUAT AU)

Word Count: 3355

Chapter Warning: Violence, Angst, Blood Drinking, Fluff

Series Warnings: 18+, Smut, Graphic Violence, Blood/Gore, Blood Drinking, Light details of an Autopsy/Medical Procedure, Angst, Fluff

Series Summary:  It’s Halloween Night, and it’s your first solo-autopsy as the assistant coroner for Storybrooke, Maine. Too bad the corpse isn’t quite as dead as you thought.

A/N: This fic is an AU featuring characters from Once Upon a Time (OUAT). You don’t have to be familiar with the show in order to read this. This fic will be updated every Tuesday, with the final installment updating on Halloween.

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It Never Remains the Same

Rating: PG

Summary: Emerson Sage Vanhoutte (Van-Hoo-Tay) a sweet little girl with a shy disposition. Has had a difficult life, being forced to live with someone she unaffectionately calls the monster. A few months ago her secluded life was permanently altered as her story coincided with one of her neighbor’s. Henry Daniel Mills.

A/n: First chapter for a future head canon series.

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Title: It Never Remains the Same

Word count: ?

Characters: Henry Mills, Lucy, oc

Warnings: Platonic fic not romantic

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Fluffy clouds glide across the pale blue sky. The sun had awakened and is promptly emerging through the hazy sky. Piled upon the dew covered grass, the crusty brown leaves whirled around in a circle like a small tornado sweeping through the alleyways and along the side walks.

“Wake up, wake up.” A little girl order’s poking her dad’s cheek. “Wake up, Wake up daddy, wake up.” She tries again continuing to repeatedly poke the man’s face.

“Emery I’ve told you before, if you’re going to sleep in Daddy’s bed you can’t poke him.” The child’s father reminds before tiredly rolling on to his other side, so his face was away from his daughter’s pokey little fingers.

Of course the little girl had her own room, she preferred to sleep with her father. And her dad, over the past two months of having her, had learned it was easier to let her sleep with him. Instead of letting her cry for hours on end in her own room, because she feared the monster would come back and get her if she was alone. That, and the neighbors complained she kept them up.

“Daddy get up,” Emery pesters starting to lose her patience. “Daddy, Mister Bear wants you to please get up.” She informs holding up her black bear stuffed animal.

She carried Mister Bear everywhere with her, he had to be her most prized possession. Her dad found it slightly amusing that she couldn’t come up with a better name than Mister Bear, but then again Emery was only three.

“Mister Bear, wants me to get up?” Her dad asks rolling back over to face her, at this point any hope of getting some extra sleep had been crushed.

“Uh huh, Mister Bear’s hungry.” Emery adds playing with the stuffies paws.

“Okay, what does Mister Bear want for breakfast?” Her dad questions taking the stuffed bear from Emery. She makes a face but doesn’t say anything, her dad was the only person she allowed to hold her teddy bear.

“Cimamina rolls,” Emery smiles.

“Okay, Pumpkin let’s get Mister Bear some cinnamon rolls.” Her dad replies tickling Emery’s belly.

“Daddy, stop it!” Emerson squeals as her dad pulls her into his chest. “Daddy!” Emery giggles burying her head in his chest.

“Yeah, Em?” He smiles, stopping to give Emery a chance to catch her breath.

“I love you,” Emery replies whilst leaning up to give her dad a sloppy kiss on the cheek. He sits up cradling his daughter in his arms like a baby. “I love you too Pumpkin.” He responds giving Emery a raspberry kiss on her cheek.

“Come on, Emerson breakfast time.” Emery’s dad yawns getting out of bed while keeping a firm grip on the three year old in his arms. He readjust her so she’s comfortably sitting on his hip then heads out to the kitchen.

“Can I have ot chocate?” Emery asks arching her back. She cocks her head an adorable little smile plastered on her face.

“Nope.” Her dad replies simply.

“Why, Daddy?” She whines falling limp as a noodle in his arms. She thrusts her right leg forward accidentally kicking her dad in the gut.

“Because you don’t need that much sugar for breakfast.” He grunts using one hand to keep the toddler from repeating the motion.

“Ot chocate doesn’ have sugar,” Emmers argues using her best matter-of-fact tone.

“Yes it does,” her dad insists.

“Nuh-uh.”

“Yeah huh,” he retorts. Emery crosses her arms and sticks out her tongue. “Hey Missy you don’t stick your tongue out at me.” He scolds, Emmers just huffs with a pout.

“Emerson why don’t you watch tv while I make you and Mister bear breakfast?” Emerson’s dad suggests setting the little tot down on the couch.

“Okay Daddy, I wanna watch Sofia the First.” Emery responds handing her dad the remote. Emery had never been able to grasp the concept of the remote. The most she could do was use it to turn the tv on.  She’s only three, so the channel numbers is where she frequently got lost.

“Which episode?” Emery’s dad questions.

“The one with Cinderella, please.” Emery answers politely whilst playing with her pajama top.

“Pumpkin haven’t you watched that one enough?” Her dad questions poking her belly. “You sure you don’t want to watch something?” He tries, honestly he was just tired of hearing the same episode over and over again. Emery shakes her head making her hair swish.

“No, I wanna watch the one with Cinderella. Cause she’s my favoritest princess.” She explains sprawling her small body out across the couch.

Her father was very aware of the three year old’s princess ranking. First Cinderella, second Belle, third Tiana, and so on with Snow White in dead last. The creepy trees, and the scary huntsman always freaked Emmers out. Although she always did have a strange affinity for the Evil Queen.

“I know Emery,” her dad chuckles. He turns the tv on, then flips through the demand episodes to Emery’s choice. He then heads into the kitchen to make breakfast.

“I was a girl in the village doing alright, then I became a princess overnight. Now I gotta figure out how to do it right, so much to learn and see.” Emery hums singing along with show. For a three year old she certainly had a pair of lungs. Lucky for her father she didn’t sound like a dying moose, no she sounded like a little angel.

“Daddy sing,” Emery calls from her spot on the couch.

“Yeah no, I don’t think so Emmers.” Her father chuckles lightly whilst putting the pan in the oven. 

“Daddy please,” Emery begs holding onto the couch’s armrest.

“Emery I don’t sing,” he persist. “Yeah huh member?” Emerson tries to remind. Of course her dad knew exactly what she was referring to. 

“Okay, wrong choice of words,” he responds. “I’m not going to sing,” he corrects.

“Come on, daddy, please. Pretty please? It’ll be fun.” Emery entices trying to wiggle her eyebrows. “I pwomise,” she adds with a goofy grin.

“You promise?” Her dad asks, Emery  just nods. “Fine, come here Pumpkin.” He sighs going over to pick the child up. It would be a little while before the cinnamon rolls were done, so he had the time.

“I was a girl in the village doing alright, then I became a princess overnight. Now I gotta figure out how to do it right, so much to learn and see.” Emmers starts out pointing to her dad to continue on for her.

“Up in the castle with my new family, in a school that’s just for royalty. A whole enchanted world is waiting for me. I’m so excited to be…” Emery’s dad sings pretending to be into it for his little girl.

“Sofia the First!” Emery burst out reaching her hands up as high as she could.

“I’m finding out what being royal’s all about,” he continues. Given how many times Emery watched the show, he had all the lyrics to the theme song down.

“Sofia the First!” Emery repeats.

“Making my way it’s an adventure everyday. Sofia.” Emery’s father sings pointing back at her to give her the honor of completing the song.

“It’s gonna be my time. (Sofia) To show them all that I’m…Sofia the First!” Emery finishes before bursting into a fit of giggles, squirming to be let down.

Her father honestly didn’t care if he looked like a total idiot signing a child’s tv show theme song. One, nobody was around. And two he’d learned awhile back that’d he’d do just about anything to keep that adorable little smile on her face.


Each leaf sways, rushing against the sidewalk, cascading into one another and creating a rustle of leaves. The leaves start to move as if by magic, as if they were ready to travel where ever the wind blows. The last leaf falls off a tree, making it more barren then it was, as it falls to the ground it is lifted up by a burst of wind. It floats further away into the distance, and it falls to the ground quietly.

Emerson just watches it all unfold from the comfort of the small family’s apartment windowsill. She had always enjoyed watching the leaves change first green, then yellow, next orange, and finally red. Sure she could ask for her father to take her to the cities park to get a closer look, but she much more preferred to stay inside. Inside where she’s always feel safe and warm.

“Daddy how do leaves change colors?” She wonders aloud looking over her shoulder for a brief moment.

“There’s a green chemical that is sort of wimpy in leaves and can’t handle the cold. When it goes away, you can see the yellow chemical. Leaves have a special chemical in them that turns sunlight into food that the tree eats, and that chemical is green…” Her father trails off noticing the complete and utter look of confusion on his child’s face. “Must be magic,” he corrects.

“Old lady Wexcombe says magic isn’ real. She says if magic were real she’d have used it to give her no–no good cheatin ex-husband the what for.” Emery frowns sort of tripping of her words.

“I guess she Miss.Wexcombe won’t be babysitting again soon.” Her dad mutters taking out the mixer. “Okay Emmers ready to make cookies?” He calls from the kitchen.

“Yeah daddy,” Emery responds hopping off her spot on the couch before running into the kitchen. With breakfast, lunch and dinner long past, the two had decided to make cookies. As she goes she nearly slips on some flour but luckily her dad catches her in time.

“Woah. Emerson I’ve told you before not to run in the house.” Her dad reminds picking her up and holding her to his hip.

“I sorry Daddy,” Emery apologizes brushing some misplaced hairs out of her face.

“That’s okay pumpkin just be careful. I don’t know what I’d do if something bad were to happen to you.” Her father says kissing her cheeks.

“Okay so step one; In a large mixing bowl, beat the butter with an electric mixer for 30 seconds. Beat in sugar, baking powder, baking soda and salt until combined. Add eggs, pumpkin, sour cream, milk, and vanilla; beat until combined. Add all-purpose and whole wheat flours; beat until combined. Stir in 1 cup nuts.” Her dad reads changing topics.

“That’s a lot for step one,” Emery comments resting an elbow on her dad’s shoulder.

The two follow each of the steps precisely, taking the exact measurements, and beating the butter for exactly thirty seconds. Emerson added all but the eggs. She did try one but it had ended up cracked on the floor.

“Daddy can I eat the batter?” She questions pointing her flour covered finger at the mixing bowl. Neither of the two were quite sure how but they’d both ended up covered in quite a bit the ingredients. Flour and sugar caked their aprons, with a few of Emerson’s floury hand prints decorating her dad’s.

“No pumpkin I don’t want you getting sick.” He replies digging through the cabinets for a spatula to use for the next step. While her dad’s not looking Emerson takes a hand full of the batter and quickly devours it.

“Emerson Sage Mills, did you just eat some of the batter?” Her dad questions turning around in time to catch her licking her fingers.

“No, Daddy,” Emerson lies licking the last bit of batter off her pinkie finger.

“Then who did?” Mr.Mills asks crossing his arms over his chest.

“Mister bear,” Emery answers simply pointing her sticky little finger at the stuffed bear on the other end of the counter.

“Emerson Mills, are you lying to me?” He tries again,  Emerson brushes her tongue against her teeth nodding cautiously. “Hey we don’t lie missy,” Mr.Mills scolds giving his daughter a light hit on the bum. He’d never actually spank her, but a light little slap always seemed to do the trick.

“Sorry daddy,” Emerson squeaks though deep in her heart she regrets nothing.

“Okay step two; Spread mixture evenly into prepared baking pan. Bake in a 350 degree F oven about 25 minutes or until a wooden toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean.” Her dad reads quickly returning their focus to the cookie making.

He allows Emerson to spread the batter, but then does it correctly when she isn’t looking, before placing the pan in the oven.

“Are they done yet?” Emmers asks impatiently staring through the oven’s window.

“Emmers I just put them in we have to wait twenty-five minutes.” He informs pulling her away from the oven.

“Oh okay…are they done now?” She asks again only a minute after she’d asked the first time.

“Okay I have an idea how about we get you cleaned while we wait. Bath time?” Her dad suggest knowing she’ sleep asking the same question if he didn’t get her mind off the cookies. Instead of really giving her a choice he just starts heading toward the bathroom.

“Bath time, yay,” Emery says sucking on her thumb.

Her dad fills the bath up with water and bubbles, before helping her get her clothes off and setting her in. Emerson plays with the bubbles for about 15 minutes while her dad cleans her before getting bored.

“Daddy I wanna get out now,” she whines sleepily. Another plus for her dad, other than just getting her clean the warm water always made the little girl sleepy.

“Okay Emmy come here,” Her dad consoles helping her out the tub. He then wraps the toddler in her bear cub hoodie towel.

“I love you daddy,” Emery smiles hugging her dad around the neck. “I love you too Emerson,” he replies hugging his daughter tightly.

An unexpected sharp knock on the door steals the two’s attention. “I’ll get it!” Emery squeals rushing out of the bathroom loosing her towel along the way.

“Emery! Emery! Hold on, Emerson!” Her dad manages just before she answers the door naked. Although it wouldn’t be the first the three year old did. Mr.Mills would never forget the look of horror on Miss. Wexcombe’s face. “Come here,” he wraps Emery in the towel then picks her up and hold her to his hip.

“Uh…hello?” Mr.Mills poking his head out into the hall whilst keeping Emerson hidden behind the door. He cranes his head down to see a young girl, no older than ten, occupying his doorstep.

“Hi. Are you Henry Mills?” The girl asks hopefully.

“Yeah. Yeah. Who are you?” Henry questions still keeping Emery out of view behind the door. She squirms impatiently, wanting to see their visitor.

“My name’s Lucy. I’m your daughter,” she answers. Emerson’s scrunches her nose up in confusion.

“I only have one daughter,” Henry informs opening the door long enough for Lucy to see Emery before attempting to shut the door.

Lucy stops him, quickly taking a sparing glance at Emerson with a frown. “No, you don’t. Now come on. Your family needs you.”

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Til  I Hear You Sing, Once More

He drinks to keep her out of his dreams. Her voice haunting him ever since he left. Now he’s headed back.

A Hookriel (Hook x Ariel) story.

Set after the events of season 2

Chapter 6 Now Posted on   AO3      Fanfiction.net

Story is rated M for later chapters

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Summary: In the past, Raven and Pan run into two people Raven never thought she’d see again. In the present, Raven convinces the Heroes to allow her to help save Henry with a plan of her own.

Notes: wow the part two that no one asked for but i wrote anyways is here!!! I know no one reads ouat fanfics anymore but this story has been living rent free in my head for years so dammit i’m gonna write the thing. This is kinda filler-y but i’m gonna write the next part like now so (hopefully) it won’t be long before the next chappie is out

Warnings: Language probably. (See warnings for the whole story on the series masterlist page)

Word Count: 2.3k

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And the feelings right! this song was stuck in my head and thus was born a night of postpartum normalcy for our dear Emma. takes place in the It’s About Bloody Time universe (and no, this is not one of the one shots I actually plan on writing.) This is… pure crack. 

Also on Ao3

Rated M

~2200 words

When Mary Margaret Blanchard insists on a Storybrooke Ladies Night, one complies, lest one desires to be berated for the remainder of the calendar year.

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Chapter Seven

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Pairing: Vampire!Jefferson x Coroner!Reader (OUAT AU)

Word Count: 4412

Chapter Warning: **18+** Smut, Blood Drinking, Vampirism, Fluff

Series Warnings: 18+, Smut, Graphic Violence, Blood/Gore, Blood Drinking, Light details of an Autopsy/Medical Procedure, Angst, Fluff

Series Summary:  It’s Halloween Night, and it’s your first solo-autopsy as the assistant coroner for Storybrooke, Maine. Too bad the corpse isn’t quite as dead as you thought.

A/N: This fic is an AU featuring characters from Once Upon a Time (OUAT). You don’t have to be familiar with the show in order to read this. This fic will be updated every Tuesday, with the final installment updating on Halloween.

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One-Shots:

Worst Day Ever - Professor!Jefferson x Reader (Fluff)

Scarves - Jefferson x Reader (Smut)

Every Inch of You - Jefferson x Reader (Fluff, Implied Smut)

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The Devil You Know (WIP series) AO3 | Vampire!Jefferson x Coroner!Reader (OUAT AU)

It’s Halloween Night, and it’s your first solo-autopsy as the assistant coroner for Storybrooke, Maine. Too bad the corpse isn’t quite as dead as you thought.

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Part 5/6 is almost done and should be up soon! Catch up here.


Sneak Peak: “Since the pirate seems to finally be out of earshot, I wanted to come over and talk to you.” 


Here is a reminder to pleeease let me know if you want to be added or removed from my tag list for updates!!! I don’t want to annoy anyone.

Current list:

@courtorderedcake @kmomof4 @stahlop @klynn-stormz@laschatzi @emelizabeth88 @lfh1226-linda @kday426 @profdanglaisstuff @elisethewritingbeast @timeless-love-story @captain-emmajones @gingerpolyglot @ebcaver @ilovemesomekillianjones @teamhook

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Chapter Six

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Pairing: Vampire!Jefferson x Coroner!Reader (OUAT AU)

Word Count: 3867

Chapter Warning: Fluff

Series Warnings: 18+, Smut, Graphic Violence, Blood/Gore, Blood Drinking, Light details of an Autopsy/Medical Procedure, Angst, Fluff

Series Summary:  It’s Halloween Night, and it’s your first solo-autopsy as the assistant coroner for Storybrooke, Maine. Too bad the corpse isn’t quite as dead as you thought.

A/N: This fic is an AU featuring characters from Once Upon a Time (OUAT). You don’t have to be familiar with the show in order to read this. This fic will be updated every Tuesday, with the final installment updating on Halloween.

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Til  I Hear You Sing, Once More

He drinks to keep her out of his dreams. Her voice haunting him ever since he left. Now he’s headed back.

A Hookriel (Hook x Ariel) story.

Set after the events of season 2

Chapter 5 Now Posted on   AO3      Fanfiction.net

Story is rated M for later chapters

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Chapter Five

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Pairing: Vampire!Jefferson x Coroner!Reader (OUAT AU)

Word Count: 6477

Chapter Warning: *18+*, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Blood/Gore, Blood Drinking, Inaccurate Satanic Rituals/Witchcraft, Mentions of Death

Series Warnings: 18+, Smut, Graphic Violence, Blood/Gore, Blood Drinking, Light details of an Autopsy/Medical Procedure, Angst, Fluff

Series Summary:  It’s Halloween Night, and it’s your first solo-autopsy as the assistant coroner for Storybrooke, Maine. Too bad the corpse isn’t quite as dead as you thought.

A/N: This fic is an AU featuring characters from Once Upon a Time (OUAT). You don’t have to be familiar with the show in order to read this. This fic will be updated every Tuesday, with the final installment updating on Halloween.

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Jefferson Drabble

Pairing: Jefferson x Reader

Word Count: 1360

Warnings: *18+*, Shameless smut, oral sex (male receiving), breathplay, masturbation, voyeurism, orgasm denial, choking kink–Honestly, pure filth so please…18+ only!

A/N: This drabble is for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club​‘s “Drunk Drabbles” The prompt was an anonymous request, “Jefferson choking you with his scarf and waking up in only his scarf and his hat.” 

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Part 3/6 of my season 3 canon divergent series It’s About Bloody Time (AO3

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Summary: Emma Swan considers herself to be a fairly intelligent person. She was able to survive on the streets for years as a child and teenager. She was able to support herself after being released from jail at age 18. She sustained a prosperous job as a bail bondsperson. She had a nice apartment in Boston. She broke a damn curse and found her family. So yes, she considers herself to be a fairly intelligent person.

So why has she been acting so stupid?

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Chapter Four

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Pairing: Vampire!Jefferson x Coroner!Reader (OUAT AU)

Word Count: 4609

Chapter Warning: Blood, Injuries, Fluff, Angst, Smut (masturbation)

Series Warnings: 18+, Smut, Graphic Violence, Blood/Gore, Blood Drinking, Light details of an Autopsy/Medical Procedure, Angst, Fluff

Series Summary:  It’s Halloween Night, and it’s your first solo-autopsy as the assistant coroner for Storybrooke, Maine. Too bad the corpse isn’t quite as dead as you thought.

A/N: This fic is an AU featuring characters from Once Upon a Time (OUAT). You don’t have to be familiar with the show in order to read this. This fic will be updated every Tuesday, with the final installment updating on Halloween.

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Til  I Hear You Sing, Once More

He drinks to keep her out of his dreams. Her voice haunting him ever since he left. Now he’s headed back.

A Hookriel (Hook x Ariel) story.

Set after the events of season 2

Chapter 4 Now Posted on   AO3      Fanfiction.net

Story is rated M for later chapters

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I recently discovered Evil Peter Pan from Once Upon a Time and WOW I did not realize how much I needed him in my life. I’ve been searching for fanfiction and fanart about him and Rumplestiltskin and Baelfire because that kind of evil, twisted family dynamic is something I LIVE for. But I’ve run into a problem. 

I’m very ace, and every fan content I can find is sexual in nature or has nothing to do with Pan’s family. I’ve know I’ve only scratched the surface of what must be out there, but can anyone help me out? I’m very new to the fandom, so I could use an inside guide. I need gen fics! The more focused on the destructive, twisted, toxic love between these three human-like beings, the better. 

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I need help finding an old OUAT fic!

I spent literal HOURS trying to find it today with obviously no success and I’m concerned that it may have been deleted. I can’t quite remember the name or who wrote it but I remember a lot of the plot.

So curse happens like normal but David ends up fostering 5 (?) year old Emma. He’s really great with her, he takes her to feed the ducks and switches from working at the animal shelter to being Graham’s deputy so he can spend more time with her. He and Mary Margaret start to fall in love and then remember so Regina gets Emma sent away and rewipes everyone’s memories. Pregnant teenage Emma comes to town and David ends up taking her in. When she gives birth he regains his memories again and Graham regains his when Emma kisses him. Jefferson , David, Graham, and August team up to try to make sure Emma can break the curse.

I’m pretty sure the story was never finished and I only saw it on fanfiction.net I don’t know if it was ever cross posted onto ao3 though if it was that’s preferable.

Can anybody help me? It’s kinda driving me crazy.

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Somewhere to Begin


A headcanon short story featuring Doc, Bashful ( @thexforgottenxones ) , and Grumpy ( @piiixiedcst ).

Before the curse is cast, Doc is eager to return to the mountain where Bossy had taken him from years before. Taking Bashful and Grumpy with him to see the dying mountain, Grumpy seems to realize this is somewhere he knows.

Inspired by Lily Allen’s cover of Somewhere Only We Know.

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