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HOPE is so much stronger than fear.
Cheek kissus?
FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES || (2/3) accepting
With a sigh, Sel leans over, just brushing his lips to her cheek. “Stop frowning, you’ll get wrinkles. I will be fine. I am no stranger to having to go off on my own, you know. I have been by myself for many decades now.”
“You do know that doesn’t ease my worries any,” she playfully chastised Sel, a small smile tugging at her lips as she turned her head to return his gesture in turn. “My offer to go with you is still there, Sel. There’s no need for you to be on your own anymore.”
*drops down on one knee* will u sin with me
i get so affectionate when i’m sleepy it’s disgusting
"I never understood how someone could say those words so easily."
Deep Ass Starters | accepting
“Not a fan of all the attention, your highness?” Emma smirked, giving Graham’s hip a light bump from her own as they watched Princess What’s-Her-Name walk away after a slightly embarrassing display of promises and interest towards her friend. “Don’t you know, Graham, you steal the heart of every girl you meet. Pretty sure it’s those captivating eyes of yours, they just grab hold of a girl’s heart and the next thing anyone knows, she’s spewing her sudden love for you.”
Except for the one he wanted. She remained, by all appearances, stubbornly determined to see him as solely a friend. And he dared not say anything for fear of pushing away the one person who was now making this whole situation bearable.
“Are you trying to tell me that you used to sneak out all the time because you like the attention?” He knew she found all this as intolerable as he did. “I’m sure there were no shortage of princes professing love after being swept away by your beauty.”
“You know perfectly well none of my potential suitors were ever interested in me, only the power they could gain from marrying me,” Emma scoffed, eyes rolling as she watched the crowd that surrounded them. In truth, Graham has been the only man in her life that she’d ever even considered choosing as a potential future husband, but given his (at the time) status as a wolf-raised commoner who had no interest in the crown, she wasn’t going to force her dearest friend into such a role.
The months spent apart, and following reunion, put into perspective Emma’s true feelings towards him, but had yet to make any sort of attempt to see if he felt the same; she wanted to give Graham the chance to settle into his new life and figure out just what he wanted out of all of it before making a fool of herself and acting like one of those other princesses who just threw herself at him.
“I’m better off without any of them.”
Meredith brushed her raven hair as her golden eyes stared into her reflection. While another was within the range of the mirror, she had sensed her before she has been see. But she paid no mind as her fingers ran through her now smooth locks.
“I thank you for your hospitality, princess. But I shall not pretend that you do not wish for anything in return. Years among certain people have taught me that lesson.” Golden orbs gazed into princesses. Searching for deceit and among other things.
It was clear that she did not trust easily.
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Emma watched from a distance as the other woman made herself comfortable in the new chambers provided to her. A warm, welcoming smile spread across her features as their gazes met through the mirror; Meredith’s distrust obvious in her golden eyes, only to be confirmed by her next words.
“You’ve welcome, Meredith. And please, call me Emma,” the blonde insisted as she moved further into the room, aiming towards the open window. Taking a seat on the sill, Emma faced her guest. “I expect nothing in return for my hospitality. You required a place to stay, and we’ve plenty of empty rooms.” Glancing down at her lap, fingers picked at the fabric of her dress. “Although, I wouldn’t mind having the chance to perhaps pick your brain and learn what I can from you, it certainly isn’t required of you to do so. You are my guest, Meredith, and I intend to treat you as such while you are here.”
I’d rather
be hated for
who I am
than
loved for
who I am
not.
He is charming, and very good looking.
Requested by @tlynnwords - Colin and the Toothpick
please stop framing me for murder. just because i have killed 1,846 people doesnt mean i killed that specific one
CS AU: Killian Jones was knighted when Emma became a queen
“I suppose I should say yes, and thank you for it.” He paused a moment, letting out a deep breath, moving to make room for his mother and head turning so he could look out the window causing the young man to wonder how the sun could still shine when his world felt as though it were raining.
“I didn’t study for any of this, I didn’t pay attention in any of my lessons all of which were on how to be a prince, or fight, or hunt. I know how to take someone out with one blow of my sword not be a king. That life belonged to Henry, or Willow, it was certainly never meant to reach me.”
It was the first time in many years Charles had held a burning anger for his sister, he had thought her selfish and blamed her. Willow was next in line for the crown not Charles.”
Her heart ached for her youngest; Charles was being forced into so much, would have too much demanded and expected of him in the coming years. Emma wanted to wrap him up and protect him from the court, but there was only so much she would be able to do. Being the next heir, her little boy would be forced to prepare, and her court won’t let her get in the way.
A hand rose to brush his bangs out of his face, giving her an unhindered view of those bright blues she’s always loved; exactly like his father’s, especially when they stared off into the distance, heavy with emotion. “You’ll be okay, baby. Your dad and I will help you, just like always. You still have time to learn everything.”
“You know,” Emma started, reaching for her son’s hand and held it between both hers. “Whatever it is you’re feeling about this-- angry, or scared, or excited-- you don’t have to hide it. I wouldn’t blame you if you were upset with your sister.” Truthfully, as unsurprised as Emma was, she was slightly disappointed in her only daughter. Willow hadn’t bothered to consider taking the crown, taking the responsibility their family shouldered, to do her duty. And, the worst, didn’t bother to think of how her brother would’ve felt about being handed such responsibility. Unlike her, Charles wouldn’t be able to run away from his new fate.
Smaug popping over to Emma and smooches her face pretty much everywhere. He's gonna get her shook with all his affection.
You dun shook her up real good, Smaug.
“Is that my shirt?”
Glancing down at the oversized shirt that just barely reached below her ass, she shrugged. “Perhaps,” she hummed, despite the obvious fact that it was Smaug’s. If he didn’t want her wearing his clothes, he shouldn’t leave them lying around all over their chambers. “Jealous I wear it better, my love?”
letagin:
❛ y-you’re right and i’m sorry that your mother has felt this kind of pain. no one deserves to feel it , love. but i’m supposed to be strong , my dad always wanted that from me , and the second i lose him ? oh , i fall apart. i… shouldn’t bore you with this , love. ❜
Tentatively, Emma reached out for his arm, giving it a gentle squeeze as she offered up a warm smile. “Don’t apologize. It’s always better to get your emotions off your chest than to bottle them up. Being strong doesn’t mean you can’t be emotional. Sometimes, we just aren’t ready for what life throws at us and it knocks us back a bit.”