I miss Once..
So, here I am. Ready to get back in the swing of things. Iâm so sorry Iâve been MIA. But, now that Iâm here, letâs plot! Inbox me whether youâd like to plot or receive a starter from Emma or Fetus!Emma.
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

gracie abrams
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
Sweet Seals For You, Always

Product Placement

titsay
đ©” avery cochrane đ©”

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

Kiana Khansmith
đ
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
almost home
official daine visual archive
sheepfilms

#extradirty
Phantogram Three
No title available
One Nice Bug Per Day

tannertan36

oozey mess
seen from Malaysia
seen from Colombia
seen from Morocco

seen from Singapore

seen from United States
seen from Nepal

seen from Brazil
seen from Ukraine

seen from United States
seen from Mongolia

seen from Armenia
seen from Italy

seen from Malaysia

seen from South Korea

seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from France
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
@charmingsavixr
I miss Once..
So, here I am. Ready to get back in the swing of things. Iâm so sorry Iâve been MIA. But, now that Iâm here, letâs plot! Inbox me whether youâd like to plot or receive a starter from Emma or Fetus!Emma.
Please reblog if you are okay with random starters, pre-established relationships and responses to ask memes. I need some new people to bug with starters & what nots.Â
Been a bit mia lately, but Iâm here now. So, letâs plot and whatnot? :)
So, Iâm pretty bored. Anyone want to amuse me?
A New Year
âBelieve me,â Killian spoke, shaking his head. âI donât want to say goodbye either.â There was an internal battle occurring within him now; wanting nothing more than to stay with her, but knowing what he may be faced with if they were caught.
Killian looked down at the ground, trying to sort out what exactly he should do. Her touch was radiating heat throughout his entire body and he wanted nothing more than to relish in it for as long as he could. However, in order to just that, he needed to accompany her up to the bedroom.Â
âAre you trying to drive me mad?â he asked, a small laugh leaving him as she began to walk away from him. With a proposition like that there was an obvious decision that he should be making, but that decision also went against a lot of Killianâs created morals. Standing there for a moment, he ran a quick hand over his face as his internal battle only grew inside him. âOh, bloody hell,â he spoke, now following after her. âWeâre only watching television,â he called up to her, his hands stuffed into his pockets as fully wondered if he would be willing to keep his word.
âTelevision. Right.â Emma took a peak inside the door and hurried inside and up the stairs before any of her classmates could wander to the back of the diner. When she reached the top of the stairs, she pulled the key from her pocket and unlocked the door. She stood holding the door open as she waited for him to reach the door.
âI took all of the keys to this room, so no one can get in. No one will know what goes on in here. Though, Iâm all for watching television.â She laughed nervously, watching him behind her.Â
A New Year
Emmaâs hands soon met his on her cheeks, her eyes getting lost in his as he spoke. She knew he didnât intentionally hurt her with his rejection earlier that day, but it still stung. The last person she wanted to be rejected by was him, anyone else and she wouldnât give a damn. âI donât want to be alone and I sure as hell donât want to wait until Monday to see you.â Her bottom lip now sat in a pout.
âWait are you saying what I think youâre saying? IâŠcanât..I donât want to not be more than your student. I saw the way you looked at me the first day and something clicked in me. No one had ever looked at me like that before.â She laughed nervously, pulling her hands away from his. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her forehead against his chest once again.
âStay with me. I can sneak you in the back. It leads to the rooms and I already have a key. We can just talk or watch television.â She mumbled against the fabric of his shirt.
A part of him couldnât believe that he was actually here with her. That they currently had their arms wrapped around one another and were confusing these emotions. However, it seemed as though life enjoyed throwing him curves balls whenever it deemed necessary.Â
âIâd rather not wait to see you Monday either. Believe me,â Killian spoke, a small laugh escaping him. âI think we can both agree that youâre not just my student, Emma. Especially not after what just happened.â Of course he was referring to the kiss. Never had he imagined he would manage to kiss his own student, being a man of great virtue. And yet, he had gone against his own word only moments ago. Although, there was no denying that Emma was different. He had known that since the moment he had laid eyes on her.Â
When she mentioned him joining her up on of the rooms at Grannyâs, Killian felt a rush of adrenaline course through him. âEmmaâŠus being fully alone together could be dangerous. If someone were to somehow find us, then Iâd suffer many consequences. PlusâŠI canât promise that Iâll fully be able to control myself if you bring me up to that room.â He became silent now as he let out a soft sigh, kicking himself for somehow have such strong emotions for someone who should technically be unavailable to him.
This wasn't really happening, was it? Emma stared at him, having no use where the night was going to take them. "So, I have to say goodbye?" She looked away, taking a step back from him. "I don't want to do that."
The blonde frowned. "I don't care if you control yourself or not. I want you. I want to be with you. Whether it's just spending time with you, watching tv while fully clothed or naked in your arms." She reached for his hand, holding it tight. With her mind now wandering to the kiss just moments ago, Emma took a small step backwards, pulling him closer.
"The way I see it, Jones. Is you can hold your girl tonight and get showered in kisses or you can wait for me to be eighteen. The decision is yours." Silently, Emma let go of his hand and began to walk around the diner to go inside and up the stairs, where she would go to bed with or without him.
A New Year
âThatâs me, Teach. Irresponsible. Silly. Drinking my sorrows away with rum, which tastes like shit. You know, my invisible boyfriend would be very very angry right now.â Emma laughed somewhat uncontrollably, wrapping an arm around him to keep her balance as best as she could.Â
It took a moment for the events taking place to set in. Emmaâs hand was now on his chest and her eyes were locked on him. âWhy are you here? Oh. The kiss. How could I forget?â She smirked and quickly slid her hands up his arms, her arms wrapping around his neck. âRemember how I asked if you were new in town? I knew who you were. I had a crush on you when I was little. I had great taste, now Iâm not so sure.â She rolled her eyes playfully. âI know my parents are going to kill me. I canât go home like this. I have to stay here.â Quickly, the blonde closed the distance between the two, her lips now on his. She allowed her lips to linger for a moment before she pulled away. âIâll just go up to a room and sleep. Promise.â She held up a hand, signaling her promise. âBut IâŠI want to kiss you more. And to tell you how I canât get you out of my head. And how much I donât want to be your student or seventeen, but Iâm drunk. And honestly, itâs rather kinky, Mr. Jones.â She gave him a wink. âPlease donât make me sad again.â She leaned her head against his chest, her arms now at her sides.
His heart began to race as Emmaâs arms now snaked around his neck. As much as he had been longing to kiss her, he wasnât so sure he should go through with it. Not when she was like this. It was almost as if he were taking advantage of her state, not knowing whether sheâd be so bold if she were actually sober. However, all those thoughts simply disappeared when Emmaâs lips came into contact with his own. He found himself instantly pressing his lips firmly back into hers, pulling her closer to him. It felt as though she were taking the breath right out of him as he only focused on the meeting of their lips. But soon she was pulling away from him again, causing him to finally take a quiet gasp of air.Â
What he wanted more than anything was to take her home with him and make sure she was safe. That wasnât surely wasnât an option though, because as she had said, she was only seventeen. Killian wasnât even supposed to be kissing her, let alone talking to her as anything more than a student. Yet here he was, getting himself mixed up in the wrong situation. Somehow though, it felt completely right.Â
âI would gladly accompany you up to your room, but we both know that I canât, Emma,â he spoke, breathing her in. As she mentioned her connection of emotions to his actions, Killian moved to place both of his hands on either side of her face, coaxing her to look up at him. âMy intention was to never make you sad,â he murmured. âIâm trying to protect you. Youâre young and Iâm your teacherâŠâ he trailed off, looking down into her eyes. âYet, when I look at youâŠeverything seems right in the world. As much as I want to stay away from you, I canât. Iâm simply incapableâŠso Iâm giving up. Although, we still need to be safe.â
Emma's hands soon met his on her cheeks, her eyes getting lost in his as he spoke. She knew he didn't intentionally hurt her with his rejection earlier that day, but it still stung. The last person she wanted to be rejected by was him, anyone else and she wouldn't give a damn. "I don't want to be alone and I sure as hell don't want to wait until Monday to see you." Her bottom lip now sat in a pout.
"Wait are you saying what I think you're saying? I...can't..I don't want to not be more than your student. I saw the way you looked at me the first day and something clicked in me. No one had ever looked at me like that before." She laughed nervously, pulling her hands away from his. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her forehead against his chest once again.
"Stay with me. I can sneak you in the back. It leads to the rooms and I already have a key. We can just talk or watch television." She mumbled against the fabric of his shirt.
Jennifer Morrison. Actress. Model. Producer.
Someone got bored..
A New Year
Killian couldnât resist the urge to roll his eyes as he let out a small huff. âIf your boyfriend was really worried about your well being then heâd be out here taking care of you. But the fact that youâre sitting alone suggests your boyfriend was merely an act, Ms. Nolan.â He shook his head now, concerned about Emmaâs current state.
âYouâre right. I shouldnât be here, but after your text messages I didnât feel as though I had much a choice,â he spoke, holding a hand out to assist her if she were to collapse. However, the actual fall didnât come until moments later.
Taking her drink from her hands, Killian helped her keep her balance as he tossed the cup across the grass. âI think youâve had enough, and Iâd suggest that itâs time that you go home.â His arm was currently snaked around her, holding her close to him in order to keep her properly upright. However, the close contact made his heart race, having thought about being in this position with Emma on multiple different occasions. However, he had hoped it would be under better circumstances.
âIf your boyfriend really needs you then heâll call,â Killian said, beginning to lead Emma down the walkway. âYou really shouldnât be drinking this much, Emma. Itâs very irresponsible.â
âThatâs me, Teach. Irresponsible. Silly. Drinking my sorrows away with rum, which tastes like shit. You know, my invisible boyfriend would be very very angry right now.â Emma laughed somewhat uncontrollably, wrapping an arm around him to keep her balance as best as she could.Â
It took a moment for the events taking place to set in. Emmaâs hand was now on his chest and her eyes were locked on him. âWhy are you here? Oh. The kiss. How could I forget?" She smirked and quickly slid her hands up his arms, her arms wrapping around his neck. "Remember how I asked if you were new in town? I knew who you were. I had a crush on you when I was little. I had great taste, now I'm not so sure." She rolled her eyes playfully. "I know my parents are going to kill me. I can't go home like this. I have to stay here." Quickly, the blonde closed the distance between the two, her lips now on his. She allowed her lips to linger for a moment before she pulled away. "I'll just go up to a room and sleep. Promise." She held up a hand, signaling her promise. "But I...I want to kiss you more. And to tell you how I can't get you out of my head. And how much I don't want to be your student or seventeen, but I'm drunk. And honestly, it's rather kinky, Mr. Jones." She gave him a wink. "Please don't make me sad again." She leaned her head against his chest, her arms now at her sides.
Send me, "I had a sex dream about you last night," to see how my muse responds.
My muse just did something stupid that almost got them killed. Yell at them.
shipping meme
I canât find a meme I really like, so I compiled some of my favorite questions and added some of my own! (feel free to use this anyone)
send me a pairing and Iâll tell you who:
falls asleep on the couch
makes friends with the neighbours
is the adventurous eater
hogs the covers at night
forgets to do the dishes
tries to surprise their partner more often
leaves dirty laundry on the floor
stays up til 2 AM reading
sings in the shower
takes the selfies
plans date night
Attention Franken Wolf shippers,
I need help deciding on a face claim for an OC who is their daughter. If you have any ideas, please let me know. Thanks. :)
Meow. Nothing to see here..
Hey, loves! My Once Cast rp is looking for some more members. Our Bobby and Emilie were just reopened. Weâd really LOVE to have Jared, MRJ, Robbie, Sean, and Sebby. If you see a cast member you want to play that isnât up, apply anyway. We just havenât posted all of them yet.Â
Hereâs the link. http://oncecast-rp.tumblr.com :)
charmingsavixr liked
âTalk to him?â Â That came up so much more upset than she had meant, but that did not sound like a good idea to Mary Margaret. Â Not at all. Â âI know what he was thinking. Â He told me as much when I broke up with him. Â He was trying to make sure no one was hurt by not telling Kathryn. Â By letting her find out from someone else!â Â She looked town, her voice less upset now. Â âBy lying to me.â Thatâs the part that stung the most in Mary Margaretâs mind. Â The fact that he lied to her, of all people. Â It broke her heart, shattered her idea of him. Â And she had known that it was wrong to help someone commit adultery from the very beginning. Â But there had been something about him, something that made it so easy for her to forget what was wrong about their relationship. Â She sighed, setting the rag down. Â âI donât want to talk to him.â At least the part that was still upset didnât want to talk to him, the part that was being called a tramp by the town. Â There was a large part in her that still loved him.
âDid you at least tell him how you felt? I donât know what else I can say. Iâve never been in your position exactly and if I knew what to say, or how to fix this I wouldnât hesitate to do so.â Emma sighed before she finished her drink. She stood up, bringing the cup to the sink. She brought her eyes to her friend and roommate and did her best to smile. âI canât make you talk to him or even look at him, but I do know that youâre miserable and you need to get your mind off of him. Maybe a night out? Or a movie night with some friends?â
Baby on Board
âCordelia has a lovely meaning, but perhaps it is a bit too fancy.â Killian said as he tried to think of another name. He tried to think of who if anybody he would want to name his daughter after and suddenly it came to him. âWhat about Charlotte?â He asked as he looked down at Emma. âIt was my motherâs name.âÂ
âYes!â Emma couldnât fight the smile that instantly formed on her lips. âCharlotte. Leah?â She questioned the name, unsure if she liked it. âOr maybe Charlotte Margaret? What do you want her middle name to be? That is if he or she is in fact a female.â She hadnât really thought about a name for a girl. She was hoping for another boy, simply because she missed out on watching Henry grow up. Though, she would be more than happy with the baby regardless of their gender.Â
Returning Home
Killian frowned as soon as he heard she had no family either. It was as if destiny got them together then, two people who shared the same fate, yet were complete strangers. Of course, if one would believe in fate in the first place. He shifted lightly on his spot, then looked at her. âIf you could take me to my house, Iâd really appreciate it.â
He focused then on the still big crowd down by the docks, trying to block out the sadness that was slowly coming back to him. âWell there are still sailors on board,â Killian replied, motioning towards the small queue still waiting to get off the ship. âIâm glad you saved me as well. So I have everything to thank you. Getting looks of saddness and pity my way every time we dock is getting quite irritating from time to time. A few families of my mates even invited me on a few occasions to their house, but I never went. I didnât want to intrude the happy reunion.â
Emma had no idea where her silly, impulsive and slightly heroic act was going to lead her, but so far, she liked the result. She had a handsome man who pretty much owed her big time for not only saving him, but getting him out of that cluster of a reunion. âGuess Iâll have to be your savior in the future now too.â She gave him a smile, which may have been more suggestive than she meant.
âWe should get you home then, yeah?â She popped the trunk for him to put his things in. âIs there anything I can take?â She stopped beside him on her way to the trunk, holding her arm out to him. Her green eyes looked from her hand to his eyes, giving him another smile. Though this one was less suggestive and more friendly.