#freshfallensnow

[royaldoylepro]

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Someone is over the snow! #NotASnowDog #SnowDay #FreshFallenSnow #WalkingTheDog (at Owingsville, Kentucky) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8R2AW6l-d5/?igshid=1cwuxarn8mrw4

[wanderlustmove]

Beautiful winter wonderland view after nordic ski practice. #stjohnsprep #winterbeauty #winterwonderland #freshfallensnow #wanderlustmovement #wanderlisa #wanderlust #winter #nordicskiing (at Saint John's Preparatory School) https://www.instagram.com/p/Br8GT4ync9L/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11adl1rp5gubq

[andersonartwork]

My poor pool cover is hanging low! But we have a bit of a #winterwonderland happening! #pool #poolcover #snowday #freshfallensnow #snow (at Anderson Artwork) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqpZMZnHEKX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ka6xzb9cu7ew

[simpletreasuresforsale]

New Bath & Body Works Winter Scents Available at www.simpletreasuresforsale.com #bathandbodyworks #sheamoisture #freshfallensnow #sparklingnights #bathbomb https://www.instagram.com/p/BoofggDnPEy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1qzwat41zn71n

[operationwhiteswan]

@freshfallensnow Snow’s heart broke as she watched her daughter melt down. She remembered the torture of being separated from David, but it was worse to watch her daughter lose the man she loved. “I know it’s hard Emma…but we came all this way…” She stroked Emma’s hair gently, pulling Emma into her chest to comfort her. “We’ve come so far, we’ve been through so much…we’ll get through this too. Your father and I will help you, and we have plenty of help planning for the tasks.” She closed her eyes, rocking her daughter gently. “It’s okay to cry, just let it all out…”

Her tears seemed to fall clumsily onto the floor as she couldn't help but sob. Most of the people there resented the fact they had to join on the journey and there had been no clear sign if Killian was even okay in that mysterious vault. Who knows where he could be by now? She held onto her mother as she finished her brief mental breakdown. Her hands went up to wipe her face as the tears seemed to halt to a stop. "I just-- I don't even know where to start. We've been here for about a week and I lost him again." It's true that they found him for a brief moment, only to lose him yet again to Hades.

[operationwhiteswan]

😚 forehead kiss

         kiss meme || status;; accepting

         Emma had been feeling down ever since their little meeting with Hades. She knew it wouldn’t be easy to get Killian back, but she didn’t realize they would have to complete twelve, almost impossible, labors in order to get him back. She had been teased with seeing him for only a few short days before he was taken yet again. Her hope was faltering, but she could always count on her mother to restore whatever hope had left. Her eyes fluttered shut as her mother placed a light, reassuring kiss on her forehead, and at that moment, Emma crumbled underneath her mother’s lips. Tears began to flow from her eyes and for once in this wasteland of what was once the town she knew and loved, her strength had failed her. She didn’t normally cry like this, but Hook always seemed to be involved whenever she did. Her hands reached up to wipe her own tears that had fallen from her cheeks as she tried to catch her breath once again.

                                  “I don’t know if I can do this anymore..”

[wearethegossipmuses-blog]

Rumor has it, that Snow and Charming's perfect marriage isn't so perfect after all. The two have become increasingly distant recently. How long will it be before their happy ending crumbles?

“Now, darling I don’t think you understand the meaning of true love. True love is For.Ev.Er. It’s not something that just crumbles away like cheap pottery.  Whatever might come between Charming and Snow won’t last, not with what they’ve been through. Now, if that delicious hunk of man meat ever did want a little something else out of life, I’m sure he knows where to find me”

[trulybecomedust-blog]

Collecting Rent || Mary Margret and Gold

@freshfallensnow

He was going about his rounds collecting rent as usually. He did quite like this day of the month. It wasn’t quite so boring and he got to see the fear in everyone’s eyes. Which was of course much better than being home alone. And he knew what he needed was a real friend and that he wouldn’t get one with his cold demeanor but he didn’t dare drop that mask. If he did someone would hurt him, he knew. So he’d have to take pleasure in the outcomes of that, the small things. Like the terror. So that’s what he did.

And here he was, getting towards the latter part of his rounds. He was at Mary-Margret’s place now. The timid teacher, as he thought of her. Though he had the odd feeling that she could actually be intimidating if she tried. Not that he was going to dwell on that. He just knocked and waited for her to open the door.