#white hook

[ask-killian]

Do you ever think back on hitting on Snow and just cringe? Have you apologized to her?

Well, I didn’t say anything to her that wasn’t typical to how I talked to women in general at that time. She hasn’t held it against me. I think it bothered Dave more than it bothered Snow. I think she found it amusing. 

[sambethe]

Prompt me

I’m feeling grumpy today, which is sad because it is a beautiful day here today. I’d like to pull myself out of the funk. So ficlet prompt me time!

Send me a word, a phrase, a picture, whatever you like along with a pairing. Fair game on the pairings in the tags.

I’m hoping fluff, kisses, drunken silliness, and small captured moments will remove this furrow etched into my brow this afternoon.

[sambethe]

I would love a little fic - and the word DRUNK comes to mind RN....:-)

Ok, closer to 5 sentences this time. :)

Because the world needs more Snow and Hook moments…

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The loud, straining guitar coming from the house is her first clue thatsomething is up.

Whatever Emma expected though, she isn’t prepared for thesight of Snow White and Captain Hook sprawled across her sofa, YouTube open on thetelevision screen in front of them as they pass a nearly empty bottle of rumbetween themselves and sing along to Life on Mars.

She leans against the door jamb, biting her lip to contain herlaughter, feeling tears spring to the corners of her eyes from the effort. Whenthe last of the music fades she claps, startling them both mid-sway.

“Emma!” they cry in unison, scrambling to sit up straight.

She waves her hand. “Don’t even try to explain,” she says asshe crosses to the couch, prying the bottle from Killian and plopping downbetween them. “Hand me the remote. I get next choice.”

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Come by and entertain me on this dreary, grey day!

[sonofevangelista]