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update. killian will soon be archived.Â
iâm going to be rebooting killian under a new url.
just an update? that in an effort to revive killian (Â because iâm miss him dearly )Â i will probably do a revamp. i havenât fully committed to the idea, but its a working thought for when iâm not being drowned by lesson planning and teaching. i canât offer a timeline because my life is going to be hectic for the next several months now that iâve picked up my first job, but its something iâd like to do. thanks for hanging around loves!
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rcdleather âžâž  â EMMA â
     Sheâs forgotten just what it is sheâs looking for when she feels the tug of his hand and the touch of his lips on her own. Itâs so easy for him to make her forget what sheâs doing simply by capturing her in a kiss. She doesnât mind it, in fact, she thrives for it, craves it like oxygen.      A hand slides along his coat until it rests on his shoulder, grip suddenly tightening as she feels a heat stirring within her. His kisses make her weak at the knees and he knows it. A soft hum escapes her. â° Mhmm⌠you know what that does to meâŚÂ âą
        hook rests against the small of her back as fingers tangle in delicate blond strands framing him like scattered sunlight through window shutters. the sight of her, above him, sends warmth pooling low in his belly, desire creeping up on him, reminding him of moonlit nights of limbs tangled together in heated passion. if her words, and the grip on his shoulder were any indication, she was feeling the same. lips brush against her in a simple caress, delicately tracing the curve, humming in return.
        â thatâs the point, love. â
 EMMA.
     She craves his kisses more and more with each passing day. He can be so tender, soft and inviting and yet, firm, possessive, wanting. She melts at his touch, compliant and willing. Pulling away from him is a chore, reluctant as always to part from his lips, but she needs to breathe again, needs to look him in the eyes.      Fingers smooth over his lapels that sheâs wrinkled within how tight her grasp is. Tongue washes over her lips quickly, lips pulling into a large smile. His voice is music to her ears, those three little words like a lullaby she wants to hear every night before she falls to sleep. â° I love you, Killian⌠You are⌠what Iâve been searching for   my entire life⌠I never thought I could feel this wayâŚÂ âąÂ
        he cannot help but watch as tongue flits across her lips, desire to chase it tamed only by the words she offers between them. heart flutters wildly in his chest, and he feels as if heâs been adrift at sea with land suddenly in sight. she breathes new life into his veins, and he can do nothing but stare openly into her honest gaze.Â
                              what had he done to deserve such love?
        " emma... â    joy lights his features, smile wide. its as if the wind has caught his sails and heâs been filled with love. arms drop about her waist and he lifts her up, gently, laughing softly. he leans forward, lips pressing against hers once more, overcome by her declaration.    â and i love you emma swan. more than anything this life has to offer me. â
first order of business: Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â purge most, if not all, of my inbox. itâs gotta go.Â
second order: Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â resize icons. iâll be going down to 75x75. also font size change to sup + small
third order: Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â determine which threads to keep. for some shall be kept.
fourth order: Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â remake theme. itâs time for a change/something much cleaner and nicer
and finally: Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â figure my shit out and learn to balance blogs.
captain swan aesthetic: â princess/pirate forbidden love requested by anonymous
Me and Mr. Jones, we got a thing going on We both know that itâs wrong But itâs much too strong to let it go now
Heâd sacrifice himself for her if he had to. When he has to help her or if she ever needs anything from him, I mean, you saw even with getting her to kill him to go to the Underworld, he saved everybody, heâs willing to die for her. So heâd go to the ends of the Earth.
Colin on the lengths Killian would go to save Emma (aka Iâm emotional)
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Itâs awful not to be loved. Itâs the worst thing in the worldâŚIt makes you mean, and violent, and cruel.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via wordsnquotes)
#after all the things that were said #remember that it wasnât him speaking either
Itâs a pirates life for you.
how about a plot about âyou broke my heart two years ago when you decided to leave and i finally moved on, and now you tell me youâre back for good?â cause angst and flashback paras wow