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"What? Do you have a problem with ' multi-colored ' fingernails? --- Should I just stick with one color?"
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"What? Do you have a problem with ' multi-colored ' fingernails? --- Should I just stick with one color?"
our college au !!!
give me an au and I’ll give you 5 headcanons || accepting
1. Emma makes Killian do the Bertie Bott’s jellybean challenge, because “it’s like a right of passage” (and laughs her ass off when he gets a ‘vomit’ flavored jelly bean). 2. The night that he marathons the movies with her is the night she starts to fall in love with him. 3. She texts him stupid pictures of her days during winter break because she misses him. 4. She loves to hear stories about his brother, and how fondly he speaks of him, because it shows the great guy underneath the frat boy. 5. When his brother dies, she spends half the night sitting on his roof, waiting for him to open the window.
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“I hate you,” she called, from her bathroom, through her bedroom and out the window to his room. Because she did, as she burned her hand on her curler for the, like, thirtieth time, applied a spritz of perfume, and fretted over her makeup once more. Damn Killian. Damn him and his stupid frat party ways. Because this was the worst form of payback for making him watch all the Harry Potter movies. Going to one of his stupid frat parties.
“No laughing,” she warned, shutting the bathroom light and stepping out into her bedroom, window open (as it always was now) for Killian to see her. Her glasses were traded for contacts, because she’d rather not have them knocked off her face and smashed into a million pieces. Instead of her usual leather jacket and jeans she wore a dress. She’d had the dress for ages, but never a reason to use it until now. It was a reddish pink, tight, and uncomfortable in all the wrong places. But...maybe just for tonight, it would be enough.
Still, she would much rather be curled up with a bowl of popcorn, a hot cocoa, and the Prisoner of Azkaban right now.
She grabbed her black heels and tossed them through Killian’s window, because there was no way she was walking across their roofs on stilts. “Is this okay?” she asked, gesturing to her hair, her makeup, her dress. A rare moment of vulnerability that Emma allowed to shine through. She was out of her element completely, but at least she had Killian with her to count on.
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He might just hate her for what she had done. What she did to him, how she played him with no remorse for her own selfish reasons. It made the blood in his veins boil with a passionate feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time. It was not hatred, but something damn close to it.
He could hate her, but he also wanted her. He craved for her body in a way that he had never before knew possible. The Darkness within him, the one related to the sword with his name on it, caused for every single petty sensation, feeling, emotion, strength more intense. Except for his self-preservation, which was not as strong, and in fact, no where to be found.
Practically pouncing on her, ( delicacy was thrown out the window: why bother? They are both immortal ) his lips grazed hers, not quite touching, but with unbearable proximity. ❝ Is this why you needed me alive? For FUCKING? ❞ His volume was astonishingly low yet somehow violent, but he knew she would make it out.
Emma knew he was teetering on an edge, the choice she’d made for him surely the brunt of his scorn for her. While she could despair at the loss there were other ways, ones that fed on different paths into the man she used to know. The one who used to love her. While it might be hollow it was a start and she’d rather have a shred than nothing.
When he surged forward her breath caught, expecting a bruising of lips but instead finding restraint of all things. Her own breath was slow, released on a curse for having expected more as she looked at him with half lidded eyes. “I more so consider it a perk.” she whispered back, keeping her whispers nearly taunting, playful. Even knowing it would stir his ire as her hand lifted, ghosting along his arm without ever touching, letting the heat of her body be felt and nothing more.
I literally just found you in the cs tag but like if you were to write a newsies au for them i'll actually diE AND LOVE YOU FOREVER I HAVE WANTED ONE FOR SO LONG B UT I COULDNT WRITE IT !!!!! PLEASE DO THE THING
omg i’m so sorry i’m just now answering this!! my life has been crazy the last few days. but i seriously appreciate your message!!! and i’m really happy to see that you’d want to read this!! i’ll be honest and say that i’m still not entirely sure that this will happen... it’s been so long since i tried to write on it. but, knowing that there is someone else out there that would want to read it if i ever finish it does make me a lot more likely to give it a shot. i’ll be sure to let you know if i ever post it. it’ll be a little while though since i have school through next week
ok i don't think we've interacted before but I've heard puerto ricans are always pregnant ??
send me stereotypes about puerto rico !!!
this OBVIOUSLY doesn’t apply to me lmfao
but… yeah, pretty much. especially teen girls in the public school system. although that may be the lack of a good sex ed class. i can’t seem to remember if i ever had one???
i always see lots of women we call from the caserio (housing that the goverment provides) with like… five kids.
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“You’re not making sense at all.”
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the blonde was doing her best to walk as fast as she could on the icy side walk without falling. she had put a gift on hold and the store had called, telling her they weren't able to hold it any longer. now here she was trying to rush to the store while concentrating on her footing, not wanting to slip.
she had been doing fine too until one of her friends decided to drive by and honk with a friendly wave hello. of course, she waved back - only before falling flat on her ass. kira let out a groan as she tried to stand up again, only managing to fall down again.