I have it in mind since a long time (I reached the 500 long time ago, but was overwelhmed IRL aaand well…). But I still wanted to do one, so what’s best than using my birthday as an excuse?
Birthday’s gift are supposed to make the person happy, so giving you something makes me happy (it’s my gift to me in a weird way? Ahaha!) It’s also a way to thank you guys for your support and everything.
You can either win one of these :
A character sheet of your Eldarya OC (Fullbody with expressions and close-up details. Can also come with text descriptions in it)
An outfit for your character based on the sprite base
An halfbody sketch couple
-The characters must be Eldarya related (since it’s a blog related to this fandom) -Only one reblog counts (but you can like and reblog as much as you want) -Being a follower is greatly appreciated, but not mendatory (since some might have multiple blog with one accounts, like me) -Please, no giveaway blogs -Winners will be randomly generated -Keep your ask box open, so tha tI can contact you if you win ^^ -If a winner doesn’t reply in 3 days, I’ll randomly pick a new one
The giveaway ends on the 28th February, 23h59 (french time). On my birthday, of course!
Wednesday and another workday followed by a walk is done. I always eat like crazy during the evenings, I NEED TO STOP. I was super hungry so I had pasta, was full, but still made two crackers. I’m also drinking a smoothie I made earlier. Gaaad. But okay.
Bestie also got her birthday present I sent her today 🤗 she was so happy! PERFECT.
A/N: Happy birthday @brooke-to-broch (Look! It’s not midnight yet). @zengoalie (Amy) and I (KG) decided to split this into two parts in the most evil way we could imagine. So enjoy the suspended UST until part two is written and perfected in the next few days (YAY for extended birthday gifts). Many thanks for beta duties by @onceuponsomechaos @wingedlioness and @captain-k-jones
A/NN: And there is a new women’s Professional hockey league (nwhl.co) and the Pride is the Boston team. Games stream free on youtube, support the ladies!
Summary: Emma Swan, a member of the newly formed professional women’s hockey league, has a chance meeting with hockey all-star Killian Jones after an aggravating loss.
Rating: S (for it’s gonna get smutttttttty) or D (for drills, drills, drills)
Each shot Emma buried in
the net relieved some of her frustration. She spun on her skates and looped
around to rip another slap shot into the upper corner of the net.
If only I’d been able to
do that in the game earlier.
In the solace of her
childhood rink, rocketing shots off the boards was helping to forget the loss;
punching the Mills sisters in the face would work better. Maybe hitting the
bar, grabbing a drink and ending her dry spell would also alleviate some of her
“You know, love,” an
accented voice interrupted her thoughts, “your stick is a spot too long for
She cut hard on her
skates and turned to look at the owner of the offending voice, expecting to see
another know-it-all from the men’s novice league taking pity on the girl.
Except it was anything
It was Killian Jones,
two-time hockey all-star, leaning casually against the bench, watching her with
an interested expression. Had she magically conjured the very person who
starred in a few of her fantasies?
What is he doing here? Granny’s tiny rink certainly isn’t a regular stop for
On television, he was
far too attractive. In person, the mere sight of his blue eyes increased her
“Is that so?” She
silently praised herself for not sounding breathless before she rifled another
puck towards the net. After a lap around the rink, she skated in his direction.
He was still leaned
against the boards, smirk on his face, as she approached. "Just a spot too
long,” he teased, “Unless you enjoy that.”
God, was he just like
all the others? She wasn’t in the mood
to be belittled as a player by another man, even Killian Jones. Especially him.
She stopped quickly,
sending a shower of ice in his direction. “You should know that it’s not
the size, but how you use it.”
Did I really just say
that to Killian-freaking-Jones.
“You’re a tough lass,
aren’t you?” he chuckled, “I’ve got some time if you’d like some pointers.”
Is he flirting with me?
she spun away from him, returning to her pile of pucks at center ice. His
notoriety was legendary and she wouldn’t be another bimbo in the Killian Jones
trophy case. Even if her body screamed to move closer.
He nodded, “You know,
Swan, there are better ways to blow off steam than taking it out on the pucks.”
Emma raised an eyebrow
at him - How did he know my name?
She wondered briefly if
he had watched her game. It was embarrassing enough to lose, but if he’d seen
Zelena throw her temper tantrum on the bench that would’ve been even worse…
She’d rather pretend no one watched at all - especially not him.
“You think you can
help?” she asked and returned to the boards where he waited. “Seriously? You
think you know how I should blow off some steam.”
Granted it had been
awhile since she’d ‘blown off steam’ or had any true physical release. Training
and practice didn’t leave much time to date.
She flipped a puck up at
him and his gloved-hand flashed up to snag it. “Oh I have a few ideas, love.”
The wink he shot her way
made her falter on her skates, but she recovered quickly. “You are awfully
presumptuous, Captain Hook.”