Beautiful SQ

Some Wonderful Lesbian Couples that are totally killing me with their adorableness. 

Happy Pride Month Everyone!

Lana Parrilla at AOL Build Last Minute (x)

Lana’s live video on Instagram, May 4, 2017 (c: parrillaperfection IG) part 3

Lana leaning on Jared

bonus:

Swan Queen + FaceTime (9/?)

Emma: Henry! How’s camp? Henry: It’s been great! How are you two? Getting along alright? Regina: We’ve been getting along splendidly. *kisses Emma’s cheek* Henry: Oh gross, come on Moms - get a room! Emma: Technically, we have the whole house. Henry: Okay STOP!

Henry and Regina

Lana on the first time she had to crush a heart in a scene (Graham’s in 1x07)  — (x)

I don’t want to point fingers or anything, but @mymymy-mymajesty is entirely responsible for this - they’re the one who first put the idea of OUAT and Pokemon into my head with their fantastic fic, and now I seem to have written my own OUAT/PokemonGo crossover Swan Queen fic. I have no other excuse. 

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It happened because Regina was trying to be a good mayor. She doesn’t see why she should be blamed for that. In fact, if it’s anyone’s fault, it’s Emma’s. She was the first one to mention it.

“Henry’s pissed there aren’t any Pokemon in Storybrooke,” she’d said, “there aren’t even any Pokestops,” and Regina had nodded noncommittally and then hurriedly used Google to discover what the hell Emma was talking about. Once she’d found out, Regina had spent a moment feeling guilty that her curse had denied Henry what was clearly one of the most important hobbies of his generation, and then she’d thought no more about it.

Except that Emma’s words seemed to have broken the dam. Over the next couple of days roughly 98% of the population of the town trooped into Regina’s office to complain about the same thing. And then Zelena started moaning about the fact that Robin couldn’t play it. “Yes, Regina, she’s six months old now and possibly unable to use a smartphone - she isn’t going to be six months old forever. And I can already tell she’s going to be advanced for her age.” Also Zelena mentioned that she might have found a way to make the game playable in Storybrooke - to make their land of fable visible to electronic systems in the real world.

So Regina had reluctantly brought Emma in on the plan and the three of them had done the spell. Afterwards, Henry had opened up the game on his phone and waited and waited, but no Pokemon had appeared.

Or at least they hadn’t appeared on the screen.

The first one to show up was a geodude. It wobbled down Main Street towards the library and Regina was poised to fireball it into pebbles - she assumed it was some kind of rock troll - when a flock of spearows flew past overhead as a squirtle and a charmander waddled hand-in-hand between her legs. That was the horrible moment she realized what was really going on.

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To be fair, it hasn’t been all bad. Here are the good things about having real-life Pokemon in Storybrooke:

1. After they get over the initial shock, the residents are *delighted*. It’s the happiest she’s ever seen them. Some of them even smile at her now.

2. The spell seems to have rather accurately reproduced the actual game. There are a lot of pidgeys. Thousands. And every single one of them loves Snow. They follow her wherever she goes. Along with the pidgeys comes a lot of pidgey shit. It’s pretty hilarious. Eventually Regina takes pity and manages to banish all the damn things from Storybrooke, but then the psyducks take it into their heads to start following Snow instead. For some inexplicable reason Snow finds this charming and now there’s a long line of them trailing after her wherever she goes. 

3. Luckily, the spell has somehow contrived for all the stores in town to start stocking Pokemon candies. It’s given the local economy a real boost.

4. The spell has also replaced nearly all of Gold’s inventory with a collection of antique Pokeballs. Regina is unable to stop herself smirking when he complains about it.

5. Henry is in heaven. He’s building a collection made up of all the - he’s very clear about this - ‘queer coded’ Pokemon. (He’s recently taken to spending a lot of time on tumblr.)

6. Regina, of course, is above such things. It’s only a vicious rumour that she has her own ponyta hidden away in her private stables.

And then there are the downsides.

1. Pretty soon the residents are complaining again, this time about the excess of rattatas. There’s no pleasing some people.

2. Whale is building a large collection of poison-type Pokemon, because of course he is. There’s a truly enormous ghastly that follows him everywhere, belching gas. Regina’s beginning to suspect he may be conducting unnatural experiments on the things.

3. Emma is nowhere to be seen to help her out with any of this.

At first Regina thinks that Emma may have a Pokemon phobia. It’s exactly the sort of idiotic problem Emma *would* have and tell no one about. Snow doesn’t seem to know anything about it, though, and after Regina speaks to her, Emma suddenly reappears as if nothing has happened.

Things get back to normal, or at least to the new normal, but there’s still something off about Emma’s behavior. She’s jumpy, secretive and has stopped inviting anyone back to her house, except Henry, who refuses to talk about it. She’s also permanently short of money. Regina’s caught her hanging around the back of Granny’s begging for leftovers. She begins to seriously consider the idea that Emma might have a gambling problem.

It’s a rampage by a wild clefairy that finally gets it all out in the open. After careening down Miflin Street it makes a beeline for Emma’s house - where it knocks the door down and flutters in. Regina doesn’t think before she goes after it. She doesn’t even stop to think as she throws her most powerful Pokeball at it and catches it on the first attempt. (She has a knack.)

But after *that* she can’t help but notice that Emma’s house isn’t empty. It’s as far from empty as it’s possible for a house to be. “You…” she says, and then finds herself unable to finish.

Emma has rattatas. Emma has quite possibly *all* the rattatas. They’re in cages on the floor and in cages hanging from the ceiling. Some of them are running freely underfoot. There is also quite the largest raticate that she’s ever seen. She’ll later learn that it’s called Roland. Emma awkwardly tries to position herself in front of Roland as if Regina not being able to see him will somehow make her seeing all the rest less disturbing.

In one corner there’s a *huge* pile of rattata candy. It’s quite clear where all of Emma’s money has been going.

“Emma, what on *earth* are you doing?” she eventually manages.

Emma is quiet for a long time. Finally she says, “Nobody else wanted them.”

“Oh, Emma,” Regina says. She reaches out a hand to cup Emma’s cheek. It’s not something she’s ever done before. It isn’t something she’s ever thought about doing. But the second her fingers connect to Emma’s skin, the warmth and softness of it, and the way Emma tips her head to increase the pressure of hand against cheek, she knows it isn’t going to stop there.

Later, Regina won’t be admitting that their first kiss took place in a room full of squealing ratticates. She won’t be telling anyone the way she lost herself in it all the same, Emma’s arms wrapped so tightly around her, and a fistful of her hair in Regina’s other hand. She certainly won’t share the fact that it was an ill-timed bathroom accident from one of the hanging cages that finally ended the kiss.

But for their first (month) anniversary, she builds Emma a pocket dimension to keep them all in - all except Roland. He moves into Miflin Street along with Emma.

This is adorable and I love it. It’s so very sweet and hilarious. Snow and psyducks!! Emma and the rattatas. (Oh Emma).

2016 is indeed a weird year. when would swen imagine ouat would crossover with pokemon? lol

Of course Emma would want all the the unwanted rattatas 😭😭😭

aaaawww! omg thank you!! oh wow! That’s the 1st time someone made a doodle for me! And I love it! You’re so sweet!

and awww I love you toooo! ♥♥♥♥

Once Upon a Time (Swan Queen)

Rating: T

Genre: Romance/Humour

AO3 | FF

Emma and Regina have been secretly dating for nearly a year, and come Christmas time, Emma gives Regina a gift that helps them put a label on things

Regina giggled. That was the first thing Emma noticed when she and the Mayor had begun seeing each other on the sly. Regina, current Mayor of Storybrooke and reformed Evil Queen would suddenly turn into a giggling teenage sap whenever she was happy. And did Emma enjoy finding ways to make her happy. Not only would a nip of her earlobe have her pressing herself fully against Emma and emitting a pleased cry, but even when the blonde would surprise her with a single lily, no note and no name but understanding, Emma could hear the faint giggle under her breath as she breathed in the flower’s scent.

After over eight months of stolen kisses and unfortunate walks of shame (though really they were poofs since Emma had mastered the art of magicking herself away), Emma really wanted to be able to hear those giggles kind of forever.

It should have scared her. She should have been running for the hills, and her brain should have screamed that nothing lasts forever. But as she stood in the mansion’s foyer, arms wrapped around the giggler in question and their lips locked in a tired but sensual good morning/goodbye kiss, Emma wanted roots to grow her feet and plant her firmly in the mansion.

@LanaParrilla: HELLLLLOOOOOOOOO!!!!! IT’S LANAANNANANANANA!

She loves black <3

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