Put “Notice me damn it” In my ask if I am your senpai

// i need to not look at the notes on people’s posts. i need to not look at notes and see rpers. i need to not because I never feel god idk the words, i need to not

yougottapunchback: [text] Hey Killian, do you have any free time to talk? [text] Henry's upstairs asleep, so you can meet me in the sitting room at Granny's. [text] If you want to...

icameback-tosaveyou:

icameback-tosaveyou:

[text] Am I in trouble, Swan?

why did she want to talk?

[text] Fine. I’ll be there in a few minutes.

"—I thought that was it," he said morosely. He didn’t even know where to begin. With Ariel in the Enchanted Forest? That would have made the most sense, he supposed, but he was reluctant to admit to Emma what had happened aboard the Jolly Roger. Even if what she had said was true, and she didn’t care about the past. 

"It’s not as long a story as I made it seem," he said after a moment, deciding to simply cut to the chase. She didn’t need the background to understand the gravity of the situation. "To put it simply, I had a run-in with the Wicked Witch a few nights ago, and she’s placed a curse on me."

What?” She was fairly certain that her heart had stopped beating at that. Emma leaned forward, resting her arms atop the table. “A curse? Like the flying monkeys? Or like… I don’t even know what sort of curse she’s even capable of.” Emma’s brows knit together, searching the pirate’s face. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She had a sinking feeling. What if the reason he’d become so cold with her was because this curse could… well kill him. She couldn’t lose someone else. She couldn’t lose Killian. 

Anonymous: ☢ --pearlserpent

// hiya! I can’t get your sidebar links to work so I can read about your character! But I’d love to! (probably tomorrow cause I’m getting tired!)

yougottapunchback: [text] Hey Killian, do you have any free time to talk? [text] Henry's upstairs asleep, so you can meet me in the sitting room at Granny's. [text] If you want to...

icameback-tosaveyou:

icameback-tosaveyou:

[text] Am I in trouble, Swan?

why did she want to talk?

[text] Fine. I’ll be there in a few minutes.

True to his word, Killian joined her about five minutes later. Try as he might, he couldn’t seem to muster a smile as he slid into the booth across from her. He had a feeling that he knew what Emma wanted to talk about, and it wasn’t something he wanted to discuss— not at the moment, at least.

"What’s this about, Swan?"

Emma smiled at him, despite the fact he wore such a sullen expression. She leaned back against the booth, as if she were sizing him up. “There’s a pretty good chance that Belle won’t interrupt us this time. Henry’s asleep. My parent’s are probably asleep. You have time to tell me this long story.”

Perhaps she should have warmed up to the conversation, but she was tired of beating around the bush. She had denied his flirtations for well over a year now - longer for him - and the moment she was ready to start returning them, he’s suddenly cold with her. 

yougottapunchback: [text] Hey Killian, do you have any free time to talk? [text] Henry's upstairs asleep, so you can meet me in the sitting room at Granny's. [text] If you want to...

icameback-tosaveyou:

[text] Am I in trouble, Swan?

why did she want to talk?

[text] Fine. I’ll be there in a few minutes.

[text] Not exactly, no.

Was this damage control for something she still felt somehow guilty about? Or her trying to weasel his issue out of him? Or both?

[text] I’ll be waiting. 

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