killian-whump:

allofthismatters:

Let’s be honest, I’m most likely never ever going to get over the way the tension falls out of Killian’s shoulders here once he’s finally got her safe in his arms.

He knows she’s ok now, he can see her, smell her, hold her, feel her weight and everything’s all right again; she’s freezing and they need to get her home but more than even that, they both just need this moment to touch first, to calm their souls, and it’s just SO BEAUTIFUL.

…I’ve always loved the way Emma touches the back of his head, too. He’s always covered in all that leather, armor like the kind she’s so familiar with… but at that moment, she wants to feel HIM, not his armor. And it just kills me T_T

andhewonherheart:

CS & Naval Beauty AU:

Killian Jones and Belle French are close friends, casually spending time together at Killian’s brother’s bar. That gives Liam a chance to not only stare at Belle longingly but also talk to her occasionally. Killian’s colleague Emma also frequents the bar for similar reasons… 

At War

geekalogian:

don’t kill me i promise you’ll like it at the end~~~~

It isn’t like before, steel on steel and icy banter exchanged between them.

He is buffeted relentlessly, attacks quick and furious, and he finds himself knocked back and panting.

“Give up?”  Her voice is haughty.  She hasn’t even broken a sweat.  Like she’s done this before.  He can hardly imagine.

“Never,” he wheezes, rising to his knees.  “You should know by now, Swan, I’m nothing if not persistent.”

“True,”  She raises an eyebrow.  “Doesn’t mean you can win.  Just stop this, Killian.  Admit defeat.”

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