#deadguyoftheyear

[imtiredoflivinginthepast]

dead-guy-of-the-year replied to your post:dead-guy-of-the-year replied to your post:I want...

{ he’s 80% turned on and 20% confused. what did you do }

think about David 'wow he looks really shocked by dragon slaying'. Meanwhile Emma is sending him suggestive texts from upstairs.

[imtiredoflivinginthepast]

dead-guy-of-the-year replied to your post:I want the K { kissy-kissy, emma ;) }

{ that escalated quickly lol }

//it had to be FORCED so naturally she was rough lol though I suppose he only minded being left like that and tossed at her father XD

[imtiredoflivinginthepast]

I want the K { kissy-kissy, emma ;) }

Forceful Kiss

The moment she had seen her father go upstairs to bring Neal to bed she had known it was time for revenge. Her kind of revenge. She had about a minute to make him pay for all the casual touches and inside jokes - inside innuendos - of that evening, so without even hesitating for a second she literally hauled him on the couch, landing on his lap and pulling his hair back so he'd be looking up at her; she kissed him as if she had meant to devour him right there and then, making Neverland look like a joke, body flushed against his and hands roaming in a way that they hadn't even gotten to have yet, not giving him the chance to have the slightest control because like hell he deserved that.And then she let go, pushing him against the back of the couch with a last stroke to his hair to push it to its original position, standing up and smoothing her dress just in time for David to be coming back. "Stop teasing me or else," she whispered to Killian, before turning to her father, "Dad, Killian wanted to know more about that time you slayed a dragon. I'll be in my old room, I have a couple of calls to make."  

[lightxswan]

I hereby pronounce you dead-guy-of-the-year & sasshatsandnightmares soulmates & True Love.  You may now kiss the BrOTP- Partner.

[magnusbcne]

dead-guy-of-the-year  

I found this and thought of you

edit: actually have this 

[cxptisanarchive]

maidenofnanelmoth nxblewxr dead-guy-of-the-year xstrange

”Why are you here?”

[ordinarychandlerarchive-blog]

Finding the truth {Closed}

dead-guy-of-the-year mistressemmaswan

She wasn't much of royalty anymore. The teens hair seemed stay in a permanent bun ratted with dirt and leaves from her treks throughout the lands, and the snugness of her stolen clothes had long vanished. Chandler could easily use her magic and fix all her problems. She could've erased the fight from her mother's mind, spun the hands of  time around and fix the mess she made. But no the child had to prove her point. 

It had been months since she last saw her home, her village, even the surrounding woodland that bordered them. With each step she saw people glance at her. Perhaps they noticed it was indeed their runaway child, but from the tiny changes she highly doubted they could tell from the shadow of her hood. 

It was in the pub when she noticed the new faces, each of them tan and a bit wind burnt from long hours at sea. Pirates? But weren't they suppose to be not as well groomed as the one sitting a few tables away. The curiosity got the best of the girl and she found herself moving to a closer table to hear what they were talking about.

How long had she been there? It couldn't've been but a few minutes when a certain blonde waltzed into the pub and took a seat next to the obvious leader of the crew. It hurt more than it should seeing her mother. But Emma looked  happy, green hues glowing brighter than they ever did when Chandler was around and her smile seemed genuine. And in that moment her defenses were down, the hood of her cloak shifting to expose who was hiding.  

[lightxswan]

after eighteen years || killian && emma

She had heard the rumors as soon as they arose: Pirates in the town close by. Judging by her daughters long disappearing, Emma knew it was just a matter of time before she went to see them. If it was the ship that it was rumored to be, she might be in big trouble. And its captain as well. But he was a pirate. He'd sail before anything could touch him. For Emma everything would fall apart and even her life would be forsaken. And yet she needed to see for herself if he really had the guts to show his face here again.  As soon as she was in town, dressed similar to the day they had met, she knew it was the truth. The Jolly Roger had returned. Emma snuck onto the ship and broke into the Captains Quarters where she waited for him to return. Two friends were close by. Just in case. And then there he was, in all his pirate-y glory. "It's really you then. How dare you come back after 18 years!! You must be either very arrogant or very stupid. Did you think I wouldn't know? Did you think you could just come here and think you wouldn't pay for what you did?"