unexpected domesticity shipping meme. you never thought you'd have a home, at least not one you can call completely yours, no strings attached and no one lording above you or controlling you. you may not have even known what a "home" truly is, or thought you wanted one. now, there is a touch of domesticity in your life, no matter what things are like otherwise, because you have a home, though you may not have a house proper.
most importantly, you now have someone to share this new facet of life with - a partner. similar to you or completely different, relationship unspoken or unrealized, heavily romantic or understated, they are slowly but surely becoming someone indispensable to you. you never could have seen this coming. and, of course, with domesticity comes a certain amount of intimacy, perhaps even the ultimate physical intimacy...you may be open to that already or you're working up to it when you'd hardly considered it before.
whether your situation is for the long term as it stands, could end at any moment, or a mere disguise you're using to lay low, you're getting comfortable. how does that make you feel? will you it accept a new lease on life - or will you sabotauge yourself before someone else does?
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[ He broke her heart twice, now, as she had banished Rumplestiltskin over the town line weeks ago. She still maintained the library he gifted to her, and she kept up his pawn shop out of obligation, but all those actions felt somewhat hollow. She was naive in the Enchanted Forest when she believed that true love's kiss could cure him and she was naive still when she believed that he could change. Just give him the opportunity, she thought. What a waste of effort.
She took up a room in the local hotel as a way to separate herself from the life they shared and she stowed her wedding ring away for now. She still knew where it was but she scolded herself for being so blind. Perhaps it isn't that she couldn't see, she didn't wish to see. She's so easily blinded by the fantastical, as gullible and lovesick as the heroines in her book.
Today she tends to the pawn shop. Per usual there is always someone coming in with a problem that needs solving. She got better at identifying objects once she had stumbled up some of Rumple's old notes which meant her recommendations got progressively more and more useful instead of ill-informed. She was in the back when she heard the bell for the front door. Music is playing from a small radio and it gets switched down a touch as she rounds back to the front wearing the best smile she can. ]
Coming!
[ It's almost her natural state to have a book in hand, but this one obviously has notes scribbled all over it for inventory. For once she's happy to see Killain. Happy that he's alive and she found Rumple's dagger fast enough to keep him from crushing the pirates heart. ]
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[ A vision as always but she looks relatively disheveled for her. Her hair isn't quite a prim and proper, and her outfit is a tad plain. At least she still has her heels otherwise she'd be shorter than just about everyone except Henry. ]
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bakerstreet2015-02-23 09:06 pm
well hello again! xD i'll toss some tweaked canon for flavor~ feel free to use CR from EF thread .
She took up a room in the local hotel as a way to separate herself from the life they shared and she stowed her wedding ring away for now. She still knew where it was but she scolded herself for being so blind. Perhaps it isn't that she couldn't see, she didn't wish to see. She's so easily blinded by the fantastical, as gullible and lovesick as the heroines in her book.
Today she tends to the pawn shop. Per usual there is always someone coming in with a problem that needs solving. She got better at identifying objects once she had stumbled up some of Rumple's old notes which meant her recommendations got progressively more and more useful instead of ill-informed. She was in the back when she heard the bell for the front door. Music is playing from a small radio and it gets switched down a touch as she rounds back to the front wearing the best smile she can. ]
Coming!
[ It's almost her natural state to have a book in hand, but this one obviously has notes scribbled all over it for inventory. For once she's happy to see Killain. Happy that he's alive and she found Rumple's dagger fast enough to keep him from crushing the pirates heart. ]
What can I help you with?
[ A vision as always but she looks relatively disheveled for her. Her hair isn't quite a prim and proper, and her outfit is a tad plain. At least she still has her heels otherwise she'd be shorter than just about everyone except Henry. ]