anonymous asked:

I love your writing! I got a prompt if you're interested? Killian and Emma haven't slept together yet, and Killian keeps telling Emma that it's because he's a gentleman, but SHE thinks it's because he's ashamed of his stump, but it's ACTUALLY Killian nervous to... perform... because he hasn't slept with anyone since Milah.

so I wanted to write a kink I love but I had nothing else around it other than “this thing happens and it’s hot!!!” which is not the way I like to write fic. but this prompt works quite well with it, so I hope you enjoy!

also let’s pretend the dirigible never showed up

He can tell she’s frustrated with his excuse. After all, they’ve traveled through time, crossed realms, overcome death itself, surely they can cross this final barrier in their relationship together?

“Gentleman, love.”

If he’s honest with himself, he’s growing weary of it himself. The words fall from his lips like lead and shame churns in his gut when he sees the brief slip in her mask – the flash of hurt, quickly replaced by guilt, and then her mask slips back into place.

She tries to put on a good face, but he knows her. Emma Swan might have a good sense about lies, but she’s quite terrible at telling them herself.

“You know I love you no matter what, right?” she asks on the walk back to the house.

Her hand warms his own as the linked pair swings gently between them. Killian’s eyebrow ticks up as he glances down at her. “Of course, love,” he says, mildly perturbed at the question. “I feel the same.”

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flugelwhisper  asked:

My senior year we did Legally Blonde, but we didn't have enough guys for two of the songs. So, naturally, we wrote a blurb in the daily bulletin saying that we need guys for the show. This one popular guy says that his group would do it, but they never show up and we scrambled to find guys (we never did find any guys for the scenes). Don't be like those guys, if you say you'll be in a show, PLEASE SHOW UP. It doesn't make you look "cool" for not going, it makes you look like a douche.

You know what? I so miss the early days of TD. Where we were all posting our own theories and everything seemed like a possibility. If there was even a hint of Emily being near Georgia, we sounded the alarm lol. We really researched and investigated every little thing and honestly it was just so much fun. I really thought we were right. Back then, I had absolutely no doubt that she was coming back - I just didn’t know how or when. And to be honest, it doesn’t matter if she never shows up again on the show. You can create your own head canon if you want. Maybe she survived and stayed at the hospital to make it a better place because she knew she would never find TF. Maybe she went off searching for them and maybe sometimes she got soooo close, but she never did find them so she eventually found a group of people who became her family. Really the possibilities are endless and the beauty of what happened with Beth is that it is open-ended so you can create your own ending. Did we ever really get closure? No, and that does suck in its own way. But it also left a lot of doors open. And this show can be really unpredictable, so who’s to say they might not randomly decide to have her show up in a later season? Anything can happen on this show. They love to shock the audience. Anyway this totally ended up being something other than what I intended to write LOL but I haven’t spoken about TD in months so I guess I was bound to ramble.

anonymous asked:

UGH. Just as I was sending youtmy last Ryan-related anon Maci shows up (I'm watching this week's episode) and is like, "he never shows up to Bentley's baseball games". DUDE. DUUUUUDEEEEE. WHY WERE YOU COMPLAINING ABOUT MACI'S DAUGHTER WHEN YOU MISS YOUR OWN SON'S GAMES.

Part 2

I don’t get him at all.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never