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Post by Killian "Hook" Jones on Oct 4, 2015 23:09:09 GMT -5
A man not willing to fight gets what he deserves TAG. Emma SwanWORDS. set at the end of the episode MUSE. xxx NOTES. season five dark Swan |
Killian had left the diner rather intoxicated and in a foul mood . there was only one reason Emma she was fading away and he couldn't save her. it's not going to work because I accept thisthat sentence killed him slices through he every which way. He should be walking home in his mind it the the Jolly Roger he knows with every fiber of his being but his heart is a stubborn arse.
Mindlessly the pirate wanders to the suburbs there in the middle of a normal looking block is her house . the yellow bug parked out in front a light still on . reaching for his flask but cursing when he realized Belle took it. Lowering his head to stare at the side walk making his way to the yellow bug.
Placing a hand against more bloody vision came forth clouding his mind. just because I'm the dark one doesn't mean we can't be together ARRRRGH yell out jerking his hand back from the hood pressing it on to eyes socket. He wanted peace but found none.
More and more scenes of Emma flashed through his head till hadnt notice he was standing the front porch ringing the bell. He couldn't turn away could back away from her if wanted to . Killian Jones stood at the door way knowing he should walk away now but when the door opened the Captain stepped through.
Emma he whispered in the darkness wondering if she was here or awake. Holding his breath desiring to see her his Emma before passing out from the rum...
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 6, 2015 15:38:03 GMT -5
Emma knew exactly who was standing at the other side of the front door. Who was asking for permission to enter. Even though she was upstairs and had filled her thoughts with how to get the sword out of the stone, she’d sensed it was Killian the moment he touched the hood of her yellow bug car. One of the privileges of being the Dark One was the almost non existing chance on getting surprised. You always seemed to be one step ahead of the others. Was it a part of the darkness? She didn’t know, but she did know that a certain pirate was willing to come into her house and bring her some company. With one movement of her hand she opened the door, letting it fall open just enough to let the pirate know he could come in. It didn’t take long for him to take the hint and step inside. Emma appeared at the top of the stairs, slow and gracefully stepping down each step. “Well well, did you change your mind captain? Because for a moment you made me doubt if you would be coming back.” Her voice was calculated and low. With each step she took down, she made sure that her hips swayed in the right amount to bring the man’s attention to a higher level while one of her hands rested onto her side. “I hope you don’t mind the darkness, I’m more of a girl who tries to avoid the light, certainly at night. So…. Where do I own the pleasure of your little visit to? Did you miss me that much?” her voice was teasing but at the same time wary. Killian "Hook" Jones
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Post by Killian "Hook" Jones on Oct 7, 2015 0:27:10 GMT -5
A man not willing to fight gets what he deserves TAG. Emma SwanWORDS. xxx MUSE. xxx NOTES.heartbroken and drunk |
By the gods he wasn't a strong man. By the gods he should turn about and ignore this temptress. But that was it he was not a strong man and minute of not seeing her made time feel like a life time with out air. The descent for the stairs the gentle yet hypnotic sway of her hips made the pirates mouth go dry. Gulping down the lump the speech of how she was nothing like Emma his Swan buried deep within his belly.
I had to see you I desired to see your face before I would pass out. moving to closer tot he bottom of the stairs. His deep blue eyes locked on to her in now in the dark she radianted light ..his beacon in the two hundred year old revenge ridden hell.
Shaking his head to her darkness comments he didn't care. love I don't mind in the dark sometimes you can see more clearly. Such as the way you lips curl when you talk to me. he took a step up on the first stair. or how your movements have become more alluring. I don't mind the darkness Swan ive live there long enough to know and tasted it. taking another step till they were face to face.
Every cell within his being roared out for Killian to take her in his arms and kiss her till they both were speechless. Instead he reached out for her hand like he did on there date. Interlocking their fingers till there hands were whole. If the eyes were the windows to the soul . Then the hands they were the doors to the soul. For they connected two beings together , tears buried his vision bowing his head what had they done ? They had killed hope they were suppose to save her not condemn her. I love you Swan please come back to me
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 19, 2015 14:33:56 GMT -5
“So you did miss me?” Emma studied his features while she slowly made her way down the stairs, only to meet him at one of the last steps. The smell of rum was clearly present when he spoke, betraying that this visit was nothing more than a desperate attempt. One that would get answered with nothing more than frustrating words and ways to make him see that this is who she is now. There were only a few inches left that kept both of their lips from touching and feeling each other’s warmth while Killian took a hold of one of her hands. Their fingers entwined, attempting to bring the bond they once had back to the surface. A bond that a huge part of Emma still desired but was unable to get while being the Dark One. The blonde listened to the pleading words of the captain, ones that were supposed to make her melt and bring her back to how she was before. “Killian, this is who I am now. I won’t be getting back to how I was. I won’t be that scared and lost girl anymore. That girl is gone and got replaced by a better version of me. If you can’t live with that…” she paused and her eyes showed the pain of a burning question. “Maybe I should be the one to plead this time.” Her words were nothing more than a whisper. Her thumb caressed the skin of his hand while she kept them entwined. “Killian, it is time that you let go of who I was and accept who I am now. Please don’t make this harder than it is. I’m the Dark One now, this is who I am. Accept it and I am sure that everything will become much easier.”Killian "Hook" Jones
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Post by Killian "Hook" Jones on Oct 24, 2015 11:39:15 GMT -5
to have no fear is to not be human, that is what monster does. Arm snaked around Emma's waist pulling her closer to Killian chest. Thank you for every kindness. Thank you for being someone I was always proud to be with. For your guts, for your sweetness. For how you always looked, for how I always wanted to touch you. God, you were my life. I apologize for everytime I ever failed you. Especially this one...Do you remember when i told you if your heart was broken that was a good thing ? It was because it meant it can made whole again. I adored your fear , mistrust all of insecurities. Because they were real.. they made you real. not some perfect dark goddess that stands a looms judgment. you may think your perfect now all i see is some one who is broken beyond repair.
Killian spoke out hovering his lips over her, feeling the twitch of Emma trying to jerk back but not allowing that not yet. I miss you so much it hurts to breath . You want me to accept this person that is now before when i know nothing about her. the love i still have is for Emma Swan not the dark one . how can i love some one i know nothing about ? I came here tonight not as love sick pup wailing over lost love. No but as man mourning the death of love of his life. ive lost two women to darkness, ive buried one already love i wont do that with you . lips crashed down hard on top of Emma's. hand spanning out pushing her further in to him. Killian kissed her as if this would be the last time he would ever see his beloved swan with the only way he knew how. firey passion and deep unstoppable adoration. once it was done the pirate broke the kiss leaning his forehead against her's eyes bored in to emma's hazel ones. He had hoped that the kiss would work that it would bring her back to him but nothing only dark void to where his Swan should be was there. Emma Swan
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 28, 2015 16:05:07 GMT -5
Emma listened to the desperate sounding words. Words of a man who was willing to do anything to get back what once was his. She loved him, she still did. But in order to make a relationship work it had to be based onto trust. Trust that wasn’t anywhere around, at least not at this point of time. The blonde surely remembered that moment when Killian had told her that it was good to have a broken heart, because then it could get whole again. He was right, it would be possible to get whole again, but what had to be done with a heart that was effected by the darkness? Love was a very powerful thing, it surely was and Emma knew this, experienced it herself, but therefor it could be a weapon too. Emma tried to get out of Killian’s grip but his lips were already touching hers, bringing their kiss to a whole new level. Her lips answered them with the same passion as Killian did. The kiss seemed to stay for ages and the touch lingered onto her lips after it broke. “Killian…” she paused while their foreheads touched. “… don’t do this to yourself. Don’t do this to the both of us. You made it clear that there isn’t a way for you to be able to love me. Not when I am being the Dark One. I accepted on being like this” her words were slow but her tone easily betrayed the emotion that came with it. The feeling of loss. “I think it’s better for you to go back to your ship. It’s yours…” Killian "Hook" Jones
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Post by Killian "Hook" Jones on Oct 30, 2015 9:51:52 GMT -5
lowering his eyes away from Emma's hazel ones. As she spoke it was almost like tunnel hearing, he should be able to hear her loud and clear but it was muffled and far . closing his eyes Killian released her stepping back not sure what to say now. the pirate hadnt expected Swan to be this aloof. though her voice low and smooth, certain words gave infliction on her true emotions. As a boy all he ever wanted was fastest ship in all the realms and now ...now he just wanted his swan back. killian laughed dryly hand instinctively raised up to cover his face. He actual missed Rumpelstiltskin along with the deals he could make. I think it’s better for you to go back to your ship. It’s yours… that was lie the Jolly Roger was no longer his to do with what he pleased. The captain had sold the ship for Emma, so in a since the vessel belonged to her. how did this crumble about us Love? the longer he stayed in the room the more he wanted to talk. but that would probably not occur. your the dark one correct ? i want to make a deal Killian wasn't sure if she did those things with the ashes of relationship all about them the man couldn't think of better time to ask to have his memory swiped further back to the day he met her . This wouldn't hurt as bad if he had no recognition of who the bloody hell Emma Swan was.
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