not yet.

Liam Jones meets Emma halfway between the point of moving on, and the world of the living.  My take on what happens after @allison-chase ‘s fic The Darkest Hour is Just Before the Dawn, though this can stand alone. Rated G. 1k. (AO3)

It all fades to black within moments. 

All the thick fog that billowed through the air as thick as black smoke. The shadowed figure covered in a heavy cloak, sword in hand aimed toward her adrenaline rushed heart. Her true love, her Killian Jones, collapsing on his knees beside her. 

Her strongest breaths are given to her parents and her son. She tells them what it meant to her, having a family and finally putting aside being a lost her. 

Her last breaths, the weakest ones, are given to her true love, trembling as though the world were ending. She has never seen him so broken, utterly destroyed beneath absolute devastation. 

And like they’ve done time and time again, they part with a kiss and one last “I love you.” 

My love, my Emma, stay with me please. Don’t go. Please don’t go. Don’t-

And it all fades.

She wakes up to Liam Jones sitting across from her, looking the portrait of precaution and a bit of compassionate understanding. He speaks before she can say anything. 

“I had hoped to reunite with my brother first, but when I heard you were coming, I thought I had to stop you.”

Keep reading

So I’m reading Byron’s route on the bus and it’s at the part where he kisses MC in her room, before she goes back to Wysteria.

I look up suddenly and the guy sitting next to me is reading along with me with rapt attention.

And I’m sitting here like “do I tap to continue to the next page or wait for him to finish reading?”

1000 Kisses: #43 Afternoon Delight

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by Morgan_Elektra

Life is made up of millions of moments. Relationships are made up of thousands of kisses. Each one is its own story.

#43 - On a lazy Sunday at Grimmauld Place, Draco helps Harry with the crossword puzzle. One particular clue gives them an idea for the perfect afternoon activity.

Words: 6415, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 8 of 1000 Kisses

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I Only Feel Down On My Knees

@conqueror-of-lemoncakes [BODY PART MEME] Kiss + Scar. ♡♡♡

The first time she touched him it wasn’t fear he felt, but shame. He was ugly, and he knew it. Whatever looks he once possessed were torn from him by Ramsay’s teeth, his nails, his blade and his whip. She touched his bicep, fingertips grazing over the long scar that curved over the muscle. He forgot how to breathe; by the time he remembered she’d already drawn her fingertips away. 

He had nightmares at night, and woke to the sound of his own screams. It was a liability, and so he stopped sleeping. Dogs had good hearing, and his screams were loud. Dogs had good noises, and he stank of blood and infection. He was startled when Sansa began to touch him. Gentle fingers against his scalp, soothing. He didn’t touch her, couldn’t touch her. She touched him until he whimpered, fingertips brushing his ragged ear, the marks on his throat below. She soothed his torn shoulders and collarbones. She touched until, crying, he exhausted himself to sleep. He woke before her, shamed, and moved to leave until the sight of her sleeping stopped him.

Who would protect her if he was gone? Who would care for her, would understand what she had been through? He curled his body around her and held her as the wind washed over them like cold ocean waves.

She washed him when he couldn’t touch himself. She counted his scars and touched every one until he stopped trembling. Still, he couldn’t meet her gaze until she brought his hand up to her lips and softly kissed the spot where his index finger had been.

She called him Theon.

She knew him still.


I will be honest with you about what I want.



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Can I ask ‘8’ with 'earphones’ for the color palette challenge? I’m curious what will you come up with ;)

That’s me trying to convey an idea in a fairly quick way (─‿‿─)