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Top 15 Guest Characters (as voted by my followers) 10. Liam Jones To fight battles using unholy weapons is, as you say, bad form.

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Understand that even an “understanding heart” grows tired of being understanding and never understood.

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“Yes. No. Maybe?. Who knows at this point.” She answered, exasperation clear in her voice. She remembered reading something about the definition of insanity that seemed particularly apropos at this juncture.

“I was probably being stupid for thinking that would go any different.” She’d thought she might have a chance at stopping him. Thought that all the time they had spent together, the friendship that she’d thought they had grown, had meant something.

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it’s not the first time liam’s seen someone storm out of gold’s shop– either under the curse or since emma broke it– but that isn’t what catches his attention. no, it’s the fact that it’s belle storming out that draws his attention in. & even from where he’s standing, a couple storefronts from the pawnshop, he can tell she’s upset.

he stays where he is, this need to check on her pulling at him. once belle reaches where he’s standing on the sidewalk, a few paces away from granny’s, liam reaches out in an attempt to catch her attention. “are you alright, love?”

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"you're too good for him."

“I know.″ She was not too broken to have lost sight of that. Some days it was easier than other, sometimes it was so tempting to allow herself to give into the illusion that her life was what she presented to the world. “But I made my bed, all there is to do now is lie in it.”

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The temptation of seeing his twin once more was something that held greater weight than Quinn cared to admit to, though he kept his features schooled, fingers curling into fists beneath his cloak as he forced himself to keep his cool. “Well news of my brother is of a personal value and the book I am searching for is of value to my employer. So neither are truly of equal weight, given that one will only earn me answers and the other coin.”

Shrugging, Quinn rested his elbows upon a counter, studying her face for a moment in order to discern just who owned the shop he had been ordered to raid. “Tell you what, you tell me who your husband is, I’ll tell you my employer and we’ll work from there… Information that would be public knowledge to anyone who knew us, that could be fact-checked should we feel the other is lying… Build a bond of trust, so to speak…”

“I am sorry to have to tell you this, but if your employer did not tell you who it was they had sent you to steal from, there is unlikely to be any coin to be earned They would have no expectation of you returning alive.” As refreshing as it was to speak to someone who didn't know who she was, he was right that he would easily be able to find out. She was still one of the main topics of gossip throughout town. And while the identity of his employer was not of especial interest to her, beyond needing to keep Rumple’s collection out of dangerous hands, she would have warned him what he had been blindly sent into even if he hadn’t been Killian’s brother.

“This shop belonged to Rumplestiltskin, The Dark One. I believe your employer, whoever they are, is trying to kill you.”

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“I know,” Graham said with a sympathetic smile when he first woke up, he’d been confused. But he had cursed memories to help him adjust, it didn’t appear Belle had any of that.

“I think I know of somewhere quiet you can stay until you’ve adjusted, my apartment is small but it’s quiet.” Graham offered, “I’ll sleep on the couch until you’re back on your feet.”

She almost sagged in relief at the offer. She’d be safe with Graham, and she knew she just needed some time to get bearings and learn about this new world they had awoken in.

“Thank you. But I am not taking your bed, the couch will be more than enough. It will probably be a considerable improvement over my recent accommodations.”

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@im-possiblelimits Continued from here.

She knew she had no claim on him, but when he had disappeared without a word only to stroll back in to the library as if it were nothing, her temper had flared. However his immediate apology quickly placated her, with even a little bit of pride that he would apologise and explain himself to her.

“And back to Miss French, are we?” She teased, even if there was something about the formality that brought a flattered blush to her cheeks.

It was on the tip of her tongue to say he could assume all he wanted when it came to her. They had been skirting round the edges of whatever was building between them for a while, never quite crossing the line, always pulling back before the flirting become something more.

“Glad to hear it. I hope it was nothing too severe.” She was not sure how much she wanted to know of his dealings. She knew his reputation, and knew it was not unwarranted. But it didn’t scare her, however much as she knew it should, and sometimes wondering what that said about her did scare her. But not enough for her to stop.

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let’s take a moment & appreciate Hook’s floral print shirt ;)

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“There is a certain fragility to her, but that’s a first glance perception of belle. But then if you look into her and spend time with her, you’ll find she’s one of the toughest characters out there.” - Emilie de Ravin

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Captain Swan Beauty is the ideal OT3 for all characters because Emma and Killian would help Belle be more assertive, Belle’s use of reason and logic would help Emma and Killian calm down and break away from their “hit first, questions later” approach, as a woman with a history of trauma and abuse, Emma would help Belle heal, Killian would share in Belle’s love of learning, Emma and Killian are already a perfect couple/team (evidence: season 2-6), Emma and Killian are both loyal and patient people Belle can rely on. In this essay, I will…

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He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo  (via cherylblosscm)

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Captain Killian “Hook” Jones + tickles my pickle

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#so smol so pure