#but thank y'all for so much support already!!!!!! mwah

[oscah81]

all because i liked a boy - cl16

charles leclerc x fem!reader smau

summary the hate ends up being too much for charles' new girlfriend

fc pinterest girls, sabrina carpenter

yourusername

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yourusername you make my heart beat fast, ferrari ❤

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charlesleclerc ❤

→ yourusername mwah 🫶

friend1 the prettiest girl !!

→ yourusername says u 🥹🫶

user am I the only one who doesn't like her..??

→ user1 no fr... charles deserves so much better

user2 shes honestly an ick 🤢

yourusername

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yourusername im working late cuz im a singer 😴

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charlesleclerc ma cherie 💝

→ yourusername my pretty boy!!

friend1 stunning.

→ yourusername i miss u mamas ❤‍🩹

user4 I don't rlly think shes his type tbh

→ user5 thank god I'm not the only one 😭

user6 smells like pr relationship!!!

→ user7 bro stfu!!! let them live

charlesleclerc

liked by yourusername, scuderiaferrari, friend1 and 435.560 others

charlesleclerc light of my life 🫀

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yourusername CHA 😭

→ user8 he didn't even reply ijbolllll

yourusername you are my everything ❤‍🩹

→ charlesleclerc ❤

user9 I still don't like her...

user10 OH SHE ATEEE

→ user12 IKR idk why everyone hating

user11 ew ickie nasty

→ user13 leave her alone already 😭

user14 she should just delete her acc at this point

user15 i gagged....

yourusername

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f1wags

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f1wags Is there a breakup in the Ferrari garage? rumor has it Charles Leclerc and his girlfriend of 8 months, Y/n L/n, have broken up, as she has posted vacation pictures despite it being race weekend...

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user11 FINALLY

user14 charles deserves better!!!

user13 y'all just leave her alone...

→ user10 no really tho, like she just dated a guy and everybody got pissy over it..

→ user12 i hope shes okay 😭

yourusername

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yourusername because I liked a boy out now!! thank you for all the support, my loves ❤‍🩹

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charlesleclerc great song ❤

→ user10 they way he's still down bad 😭

→ user14 date me instead!!

→ user10 girl you're delulu

taylorswift on repeat 🫶

→ yourusername oh!! my!! god!! i love you

→ user13 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

friend1 YOU ARE AMAZING

→ yourusername NO U ML ❤

user11 i take back what I said this song slaps

user15 "I got death threats filling up semi trucks" 😭

an: this is my first smau!! it took wayyyy longer than expected lmao

i may do a pt. 2 ❤

[puppysirie0-0]

Can I request an angst Aleksander Morozova fix where is wife just head there son and it was a really hard birth and all he can remember is her scream and cry while clutching his hand. She’s asleep and the baby wakes up, at first Aleksander is a bit apprehensive to hold him but doesn’t want his wife to wake up. So he hold the baby and when he sees that the baby has Y/n’s eyes he just falls in love. Sorry if this was long. Hopping you have a wonderful day ❤️❤️❤️

Pairing: Husband!Aleksander Morozova x Wife!Reader

Warnings: There is none, it just a BIG OL' FLUFFY FLUFFY BEAR

When Aleks heard about the baby he was scared but also delighted. He knew exactly what NOT to do, but he didn't know what TO do. And not to mention the state of the world. It was no place to raise a child. But nontheless, he was elated to be starting a family with you, his wife.

Aleksander was by your side when your water broke. He stayed by your side as you were in labor. He watched you cry and scream. Listened as you yelled bloody murder for your child to come into the world. He wiped your tears and swiped the sweat off your forehead. Held your hand as you squeezed it so hard it felt it would fall off from the lack of circulation.

Once the baby was delivered he almost felt disappointment. His wife had been in pain and not only could he not help her but he was part of the cause.

You pass out after the baby was cleaned and fed. You held your daughter in your arms but Aleks was yet to. But the baby starts wailing right after you fell asleep and Aleksander knew he could at least help with this.

He walked over to the cradle and held out his hand. He was trying to muster the nerve to go up and lift the baby. You had already decided a name, Luna. He walked over and created shadows to amuse the child, but she just continued crying.

He picks her up, just like the nurses had. Dealing special attention to her head and trying his best to support her. He looks down at her as she stops crying. He had nothing but a loose tunic on, having abandoned his kefta and other layers while you were in labor. The baby is flush against he exposed chest as he holds her.

He continues to stare down at her before he notices her eyes. She had the same eyes as you, a light grey. He had poured pools upon pools of love into eyes just like those and this time was no different. As soon he saw the familiar eyes on Luna's cherub face, his heart had melted.

You woke up in the morning to see Aleks napping with Luna on his chest. Luna laid there in the silence of the early morning to see your husband. You admired the two, your two favorite beings in the same room as you. You were exhausted but you were happy. You were irrecoverably and irreversibly happy. No one would take this from you, No one at all.

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A/N

Thank you so much for the ask, I absolutely loved writing this! Have a great evening to anyone still awake, and amazing day to anyone getting up. Again, my inbox and messages are always open if you want to send in a request or just talk. Love y'all, mwah!

[turffieldstadium]

My friend absolutely loves milo! Gosh... they also really love piersmilo. Can we have some fluffy head canons for the two, please?

I’ve only had Milo for like 4 days but he’s already my second favourite Pokemon character of All Time right behind Ilima lmao, I love this strong doofy farm boy so much,,,,,,

Milo is a very, very, very physically affectionate guy, whereas Piers tends to lean away from even a quick shoulder pat. It took a lot of work to figure out what they were comfortable with doing. Their current system is Piers initiating any touches in public, and Milo gets to snuggle him all he wants in private.

This lead to Piers realising he’s an incredibly touched starved gay.

Piers likes being the little spoon but Milo’s an absolute furnace so Piers has to take the L during warmer weather and be the big spoon. Though he’s not gonna complain when he gets to cozy up to Milo’s muscular back.

Piers sings under his breath a lot, and Milo likes to hum a tune to go along with it. If Piers decides to turn it into a proper song later and give a private concert, that’s his and Milo’s business.

Milo attends every one of Piers’ concerts and gets the biggest, softest, lovesick smile on his face as he watches his boyf sing.

Milo’s a whole head taller than Piers which means Piers is at the perfect height to smoosh his face into his boyf’s pillowy man bosoms whenever he pleases.

Despite sunlight, physical labour, and sweating being three things Piers hates with his very being, he was convinced to help out Milo on the farm every now and then. Maybe he does it for the Wooloo, maybe he does it to watch Milo’s muscles as he carries four heavy ass haybales at once. We may never know.

Marnie accidentally stumbles into Piers one time and sees him wearing Milo’s jersey and just turns around and leaves before he can say anything.

Milo’s also essentially adopted Marnie as his sister, too. She did plan a little ‘hurt him and I’ll hurt you’ speech, but seeing as how fussy and protective they both are over each other, Marnie knows she doesn’t have to worry.

Piers’ Obstagoon is absolutely terrified of Milo’s many Wooloo, and Piers insists it’s because they all bully him.

[honey-tea-and-cookies]

Love for The Venus Signs <3

I'm in a really mushy mood, and I feel like y'all deserve some love. Starting 2022 off with positivity! Without further ado, this is what I love and appreciate about the Venus signs <3

(I apologise in advance for all the <3 I'll be doing I'm so sorry it's a habit I cannot break for the life of me)

Aries: You are so fun! You know what you like, and I respect that. I love the way you are able to decisively put an end to relationships when they no longer serve you, or are positive for you. Now, I'm not saying you aren't loyal, or you leave when times get tough. What I'm saying is that if your partner is cheating, you absolutely will dump them. If someone is leading you on, you will stop chasing. I admire your self respect. You also have really interesting taste (in a good way!). I trust you 100% for music recommendations. You are probably one of the only people where I know *exactly* how much you love me, and I feel it every day. You'll die before you let me forget it. Thank you, my dears.

Taurus: One of my favourites!!! I want a Taurus Venus to fall in love w me so bad omg. You make ABSOLUTELY sure that your partners (and other people closest to you) feel safe and secure with you. They can tell you literally anything, and you will love them just the same. There is something about your love that feels like ~a mix between kitten fur, and silk bedsheets~. I want to take you on a nice date that I've spent a month planning and SHOW YOU, as much as I can, how wonderful you are. By the way, you are so unbelievably pretty (no matter what gender you identify as). You always make the people around you feel so cared for, without being smothering. Also you have just the right amount of possessiveness to make me feel wanted, without being toxic. MWAH!!! *kisses you* <333333

Gemini: I love the way you show your love. It's very subtle, and if you weren't paying attention you could miss it. You won't necessarily tell me outright with words, or give me hugs or kisses, but I know. I know because of the way you RUN to tell me some exciting news. Or how you always make an active effort to find me and say goodnight/good morning or hello/goodbye to me. I know because of how you always make me food whenever you are making some. I know because of how you give me my space, and never pressure me. I know because of how you try (and succeed) to make me laugh, every single day. Every single action, every word you say or move you make is filled with love that you are begging the other person to understand. And it's okay honey, I do. I see you, and I love you too <3.

Cancer: I've told you how much I love you already (here and here), but it will never be enough. You are so tender. I actually believe you not only feel love, but you ARE love. You always understand how I feel, and you have always been there to listen. Even if it's literally 2am and I'm just ranting about manga or IS NOT more important than sleep. You are my greatest supporter. My greatest hype-man. Every time I see you I'm overwhelmed with emotion, and I really don't know how to express it. I would love to tell you exactly how much you mean to me, and I try, but I don't want to freak you out. Just, please know that you are amazing. I know your family might suck, life might be hard. But YOU, my love, are extraordinary. One of the best people I can think of. I am being fully serious when I say I would die for you. Not a single doubt in my mind. Also I love your fashion and makeup please teach me you're amazing ily <333333333.

Leo: You are the most thoughtful motherfuckers in the whole world. I can push, and push, and push you away but you'll always be there. You know I need you. I always will. I'll never tell you, but I miss you so much when you're gone. Like, seriously. My family is fucking *crazy* sometimes and you are the only people who I feel safe enough ranting to about them. More than anyone in my life, you know me like that. You also remember everything. Maybe not specifics, but you remember the important bits. I love your gifts. Not in a materialistic way, it's just... I actually cry every time I think of the fact that you care about me enough, that you remembered, and you went out and bought me something?? Oh my fucking GOD I love you. Also, I love the way you call me out on my bullshit. It's always in such a kind, but super blunt way. You challenge me to be better. You make me better. Thank you, a thousand times over. I will never, ever be able to truly express my gratitude for you.

Virgo: So underrated???? You are so kind to everyone. Are you that kind to yourself? You deserve love too, ya know. Stop working for a minute. Sit down. Drink some water. Seriously, please drink some fucking water. You matter. Rest, my love. Let me rub your shoulders. Lay your head in my lap and let me play with your hair. It's okay to be soft, alright? It doesn't make you weak. I pinky promise. The only time you let me in is when you *truly* cannot take it anymore. I am always thankful for that, but please let me in before that breaking point. Let me take care of you, as you take care of everyone else. Would all that be okay with you? Come lay down with me, sweetheart. Let me massage your scalp until you fall asleep, while we watch a Studio Ghibli movie. If you're sick of being inside, let's go to the botanical gardens. We'll look at the beautiful greenery, and I'll tell you that they'll never hold a candle to you. Let me pepper your pretty cheeks with kisses as I try to convey to you just how much love I have for you. Love that overflows, and is dying to be expressed. Please take it easy, and know how much I utterly adore you.

Libra: Okay so I dated one of you guys for about a year and half, so I have the most experience with you guys romance-wise (everything else is platonic unless I've said so). In fact, he'll probably read this so, hey man how's it goin! Anyway. You are not soft and mushy and ditzy than the stereotypes say?? I don't even know where that came from. Are you affectionate and sometimes PDA-y? Sure. But are you cutesy little air-heads that are obsessed with romance? Not in the slightest. Not in a bad way anyway. You are romantic in the way that you are very adaptable to your partners and what they need. They want tons of physical touch? Great, coming right up! They want space? That's no worries, as long as they text you when they can. Your priority is making sure your partner is comfortable and happy as much as possible, and you'll bend over backwards to make sure they are. You are also such good friends with your partners, first and foremost. Honestly really good S/O material, 10/10 would recommend. I'll love you always <3333

Scorpio: The most dedicated of partners. You want someone that would die for you? That would kill for you? Scorpio Venus. THEY EXPECT IT IN RETURN so be prepared for that, but absolutely y'all are worth it. First of all, your style and tastes in decoration n shit are everything, I love it. Please send me any and all design or fashion Pinterest boards you have. Second, please help me raise my standards babes I need to. I know y'all don't settle, teach me how to find a good partner please. Third, the best friends to rant about relationship issues with. You can get really deep and intense very quickly, you can just bitch, you can fit any kinda ~vibe~. I appreciate it a lot thank you. Honestly, I want more of you in my life. Everyone deserves this kinda energy. I hope you find someone who loves you as deeply and as clearly as you love them.

Sagittarius: Pleaseeee be my best friend. Also, please send me all your playlists. Babes we both know you have them. I want to watch anime with you. But like, one that's not serious (My Hero Academia or The Disastrous Life of Saiki K sort of vibe??). Let's make a secret handshake. Let's go for a drive and explore forests. Let take pictures of the pretty mushrooms and discuss whether or not it would reeeaaaally be that bad if we ate one?? (yes it would don't be stupid). Let's go clothes shopping, I really wanna hear your takes on my outfits. Text me at random, awful hours asking if I'm awake and start debating the meaning of life with me. Also, tell me if I'm being an idiot. I overthink constantly and I desperately need you to tell me to shut the fuck up. On the same note, tell me if I'm ever being ignorant. Send me articles for causes I'm not very educated on yet. Thank you very, very much. You are my best, most precious friends. I love you <33333

Capricorn: Potentially biased because this is my placement, and two of my best friend's placement, but still. I know exactly how hard it is for you to express your love. Trust me, I do. I am SO thankful for when you open up, and do tell me how you feel. I promise I feel the same. Why do you fight my love so much?? We both know you crave to know your love is reciprocated. But when I try to tell you how much I love you back, you kinda,,, don't know what to do?? Let me do shit for you, dammit! Let me make you big dorky collages of your favourite band that you won't stop talking about! Let me buy you your favourite snack every time I see it because I always think of you when I see it! Let me take stupid selfies of us! Let me give you honest, but incredibly loving advice! You make my chest all warm n fuzzy, and you make me smile like an idiot. This is what happens when you don't let me actively express my love back!! Don't be dumb, let me show you are much I adore you. Please, let me be soft with you. I love you so so so much <3333333

Aquarius: Your love is special. I mean, all love is special, but yours is in a different way. You piss me off (in a loving way). You make me do stuff that's outside of my comfort zone, because you know it's good for me. Of course, you're always right, it's never as bad as I think. But I'm still gonna fight you on it. You want me to be my very best self, and push me every day to make sure I am. Don't worry, you let me rest when I really need it. You're very good at knowing when I'm just anxious or when I'm actually too tired. I appreciate your seemingly innate understanding of people. I also appreciate how you always know what's going on in the world. And if you don't know, you sure as hell are willing to learn. I have a lot of respect for you, as much as I may not show it. You deserve more warmth than you get, though. I love you, please know that. Always.

Pisces: Kind of a soft spot for me, if I'm honest. You are so very pretty. Every single one of you. I love how cuddly you become. Just, stop thinking for a while? Lay your pretty head on my chest, and watch a funny movie or something with me. Let's just chill out, calmly in each other's soft presence. I'll bake us some cookies! You can help if you want. I'll make the dough and you decorate, yeah? Wonderful! I love the way you get into my astrology stuff with me. You'll let me nerd out about it for hours on end. You'll ask me questions about it, too! You'll watch my favourite show (Brooklyn Nine-Nine for anyone wondering) with me over and over and over again. You will give me book recommendations. You will be patient with me as I go into every crystal shop I see and read each card about the crystal's meaning (even if I already know). You'll plan our future lives together with me. Not in a crazy way, but like, we'll talk about how badly we both want a cat and what we would name it. I love you guys so much. You inspire me every day, I love you <333333

Okay everyone, this is all I have for today! I hope you appreciate my love, I spent ages pouring my heart out here. Tell me what you think! Remember to please drink some water, eat if you can, and that you are loved. Thank you so much!!!!

[getoswhore]

──⠀۪ ♡ ۫ TEN THOUSAND LAYERED CAKE!

firstly, wow. 10k followers?! that's so many of y'all in my phone all at once :o but seriously! thank you, like this is a lot to take in all at once... but! this is so special to me and this big of a milestone makes me cheese so hard!! to me, this is an accomplishment i really cherish and feel super proud and grateful for! ‘cause not only did we hit 10k followers, but i have 10k supporters and super hot people enjoying me and my blog + my works on this little hellsite </3 augh! thank you so much, and big smooches to you all!!! MWAH! <3

so, in big thanks! i will be hosting a little event this weekend to celebrate this big milestone!!! aka, a cutesy matchup with your cutesy fav and only for my cutesy followers + moots! >.<

──⠀۪ ♡ ۫ just like a cake, you need ingredients to layer it! and how do we do that? well, for this special cake, the sweet layers will consist of : a special song, why they love you, and why you two are perfect! >.<

INGREDIENTS NEEDED! CLOSED!

♡ ﹒ O1 → you must be 17+ (your blog must have an age or an age indicator!), a follower, and/or a moot to participate in this! after all, this is a 10k follower event! (plus, when participating, you must be off anon! and dw, i will not post your response, images, or anything you send to me!) >.<

♡ ﹒ O2 → send me a picrew or a photo of yourself! (all images will be kept safe with me in private for your well-being and comfort till i’m finished with your match-up, and then they will be deleted right away, so no worries!) >.<

♡ ﹒ O3 → send me your mbti, some of your characteristics, and little things you think i should know! (name, pronouns, etc!) basically, anything you that you can think of that can explain a good view on who you are! >.<

♡ ﹒ O4 → send me one fandom that you'd like to be matched up in! (i will only be doing : jjk, tokyorev, kny, and hxh! + no characters under 18 btw!). also! please, tell me beforehand if there are any particular characters you don't like or wouldn't like to be matched up with! or if you'd practically like a male or female character instead! >.<

♡ ﹒ O5 → only one matchup per person! >.<

♡ ﹒ O6 → lastly, this event will end at the end of this weekend! so, whatever asks i don't get to, i’m very sorry :( but i already have my kinktober to still work on! i’m trying the best i could! :( so, please be patient and don't get upset with me if i don't get to your ask, or match you up with someone you don't like, or agree with! this is all for fun and how i view things!!! >.<

[ell0ra-br3kk3r]

I posted 3,986 times in 2022

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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gotta go my own way from hsm but it's kanej

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#3

i- wow... this was super quick haha thank you guys so much<3 i was missing my old blog a few days ago but then i realized i probably wouldn't have met a few of you so i'm grateful for getting the fresh start and a chance to meet some of you guys<3 so we're at 500 followers and it's christmas (kinda sorta almost there)! let's do this!

fandoms for this event are the grishaverse and the wizarding world both golden and marauders era (please specify if you want marauders or golden). please let me know if you have a prefrence for pronouns, otherwise i'll default to she/her.

anyone and everyone can participate! please keep it to one event per ask. thank you!

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My #1 post of 2022

400... that's a lot of people haha y'all are amazing for putting up with me for this long *mwah* y'all are amazing for supporting all my intrests and little side hobbies, and i really really really appreciate all the love and support so thank you

you may notice that i don't have any blurb or writing options on here... that's because i have wayyyy too many requests in my inbox already, haha, but if you want to send an idea in then you can send it to my writing blog @ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes where i have a song fic event still open!

fandoms for this event are the grishaverse and wizarding world both golden era and marauders era, and here are the characters i write for. please let me know if you have a prefrence of pronouns, otherwise i'll default to she/her.

anyone can participate! please make sure it's one event per ask. thank you

NAVIGATION

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[kmomof4]

Ch7 Time and Again

We’re back y’all!!! Thank you so much for your love and support of me and this fic! I hope you enjoy the new chapter!!

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All the love and thanks to my besties and beta/encouraged team of @hollyethecurious and @winterbaby89!!! Love you ladies to the moon and back again!!! *mwah*

Also big shoutout to the CSSNS discord ladies for all their encouragement and help over the last few months!!!

Tagging my peeps: @hollyethecurious @winterbaby89 @snowbellewells @stahlop @resident-of-storybrooke @jennjenn615 @kingofmyheart14 @profdanglaisstuff @branlovestowrite @thisonesatellite @ultraluckycatnd @flslp87 @whimsicallyenchantedrose @let-it-raines @shireness-says @kymbersmith-90 @darkcolinodonorgasm @bethacaciakay @searchingwardrobes @ilovemesomekillianjones @teamhook @aprilqueen84 @qualitycoffeethings @superchocovian @artistic-writer @donteattheappleshook @doodlelolly0910 @seriouslyhooked @tiganasummertree

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A/N I am aware that in some places it is illegal to swim with dolphins in the wild. But this is fan fiction y'all. Just go with it.

Killian cracked the door open to Emma’s bedroom to see the blonde siren still in dreamland. She was on her tummy facing the door with her sunlit hair spread over the pillow and her face. The little whistle she released on her exhale caused the corner of his mouth to lift in an affectionate smile. He crept into the room and made his way to the windows and opened the blinds so the morning light flooded the room. “Rise and shine, sleepy head!” His exuberance obviously didn’t even register with her as all she did was snuggle her head deeper into the pillow and pull the comforter more firmly around her.

He laid down on the bed facing her, tenderly brushing her hair away from her face. “Oh Swan,” he singsonged. She finally cracked an eye open.

“Who’re you?” she slurred, still mostly asleep.

He broke into a full grin. “I’m a new day,” he exclaimed. “New opportunities. New experiences.”

“You’re insane,” she grumbled, turning away from him.

“No, I’m not,” he insisted, getting up from the bed. “Come on Swan, daylight’s a wastin’. Breakfast is ready and we need to get moving.”

“Why?” she questioned, turning back to him. She sent him a side eye as she pushed her hair out of her face and sat up. “Am I making you late for an appointment?”

“Ahh, not an appointment, per se,” he admitted, scratching behind his ear. “More of a rendezvous. Between us. With a specific activity in mind.” His eyes widened along with hers as her mouth fell open when he realized exactly what he just said. Holding his hand out and shaking his head vigorously he nearly shouted, “No, no, no, Swan! That’s not what I meant,” he justified himself, feeling his face flush. “I mean,” he stammered, looking down again, “I had an idea of how we could spend the day.” He looked up and met her skeptical gaze head on. “Deep sea fishing.”

“Deep sea fishing?” she parroted, the incredulous look on her face making him break into a grin.

“Deep sea fishing,” he reiterated. “Have you ever been? Oh, never mind,” he murmured, scratching behind his ear again. “I forgot. You’ve never been to the gulf. And I assume, no other beach as well?”

She sent him another side eye and a smirk. “You assumed correctly.” She climbed off the bed and stood before him. “What is it? A charter? What time is our reservation?”

“Nope, not a charter,” he informed her. “Right behind the pool, on the other side of all that green, is the dock.” He smiled down at her. “The Jolly Roger will be at that dock in,” he checked his watch, “less than an hour.”

Her eyes were nearly comically wide now. “The Jolly Roger?” she choked out, “Are you kidding me? What is it with you and pirates?” She shook her head.

He laughed at her dubious expression. “No, I’m not kidding you, Swan,” he said, shaking his head and waggling his eyebrows at her with a delighted twinkle in his eye. “And, I mean, you were the one who watched Black Sails. I think the name of the ship in the dream, must have been from me.” His gaze turned sheepish. “I’m sorry again for last night, Swan. I…”

“Nope,” she said. “We’re not talking about that. You have a wonderful day planned. Let’s focus on that.”

"You’re right, Swan.” He turned away and retreated to the door of her room. “Like I said, breakfast is ready, so get a move on. I’ll see you up there.” He shut the door gently behind him.

~*~*~

Killian was sitting at the table finishing his coffee when Emma finally made an appearance about thirty minutes later looking much more awake than when he had left her. She wore a red crocheted top with three-quarter sleeves over patterned shorts. Her hair was pulled into a messy braid that lay over her shoulder. The sheepish look she sent him was all kinds of adorable and caused his lips to pull into a smile as he brought his coffee cup up to his lips.

“Uhh,” she worried, “I wasn’t sure what appropriate attire was for deep sea fishing,” she finished, waving her hand vaguely over her body.

“Honestly, Swan,” he began, “your bathing suit and a t-shirt cover-up will be fine. Sunscreen and a sunhat are actually more important. Keep you from getting burned. Do you have rubber soled shoes?”

She nodded as she made her way to the coffee pot. “I brought my tennis shoes.”

“They’ll be fine,” he assured her. “There’s homemade French toast and bacon in the oven. I’ve already eaten. What do you like on it? Powdered sugar? Syrup?” he asked getting up from his chair and coming into the kitchen area.

“Syrup please,” she murmured. He got the syrup out for her and sat it down on the table. She dug in to breakfast with a gusto that surprised him.

“It’s not going anywhere, Swan,” he chuckled. “There’s plenty, and I promise to feed you again at lunch. Speaking of, what would you like me to make for us?”

She grinned around her full mouth. The unintelligible, but entirely adorable mumble that came from her pulled a full laugh out of him. After swallowing, she tried again. “French toast is my favorite. I can’t help digging into it like there’s no tomorrow. What kind of jam is there?”

He made his way to the fridge to search for jam. “We have grape, strawberry, and apple butter.” He straightened back up again. “What did you have in mind?”

“Can we make peanut butter and jelly? With the strawberry jam?” she asked. The almost guilty look on her face made his gut tighten in indignation and made him wonder what or who in her past would make her so hesitant to ask for something as simple as a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

He couldn’t let her know that though, so he smiled at her instead. “Of course we can. Do you like crunchy or smooth peanut butter?”

Her eyes lit up. “Oh smooth, please,” she enthused. Her eagerness waned slightly as she cleared her throat. “I’m sorry. I’m not used to people really caring what I think when it comes to things like that. I mean, Ingrid, my mom, does, but…” she trailed off.

“Wounds made when we’re young tend to linger,” he conceded, nodding. “And I’d imagine that in the foster system, there wasn’t much catering to simple desires and wants. I understand,” he murmured, coming over to her, sitting down next to her, and taking her hand. His eyes met hers and he forced all the sincerity he was feeling into his eyes for her to see. “When it comes to me, Swan,” he continued, “get used to it.”

She nodded slowly, their gaze never breaking. He saw a hesitancy in her eyes that made him want to gather her in his arms and promise that nothing would ever hurt her again. But he knew that love and trust were earned and making rash and ultimately impossible to keep promises would do nothing to move him closer to that goal. So he settled for pouring everything he was thinking and feeling into his eyes and hoping that she would read it. He stood up and went back to the kitchen to prepare their lunch while his Swan finished her breakfast.

~*~*~

“I didn’t even notice this yesterday when we were touring the house,” she enthused, nearly skipping down the dock. Her obvious delight at their excursion thrilled him as well, as he tried, unsuccessfully, to smother his grin and a small chuckle.

She stopped in front of the luxury boat at the end of the dock. The grin she sent him made his heart soar. “Behold! The Jolly Roger! She’s a World Cat Glacier Bay Edition Catamaran. We could run from here to the Bahamas if we wanted to.” He passed her and climbed on holding his hand out to her to help her aboard. “And this is her Captain, Nemo Dakkar.” He indicated the tall, bald man to the side.

He bowed low as he took her hand and brought her knuckles to his lips. “Welcome to the Jolly Roger, milady. We will be heading south from the island about forty miles before we weigh anchor and spend a few hours fishing the depths. We also have snorkeling equipment aboard if you’d like to get in the water.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Captain Dakkar,” she replied, with a slight blush.

“Oh please,” he waved away her formality, “call me Nemo. Have to take advantage of a name like that,” he continued, with a twinkle in his eye.

She let out a laugh that completely relaxed the tension that he could see in her shoulders when she met Nemo. He was so good at putting people at ease, Killian was pleased to see him work his charms on his Swan.

Nemo took the small cooler that held their lunch and turned from the couple to head to the cabin. After settling himself and Emma comfortably on the bench seats behind where Nemo was seated, Killian nodded to him to start the engines.

As they pulled away from the dock, Killian watched Emma closely. She had changed clothes as he suggested into her bathing suit with a sleeveless button up top and shorts over it and tennis shoes. The straw hat on her head and sunglasses on her face did nothing to hide the joy in her wide smile. “You didn’t notice the boat yesterday because it wasn’t here, Swan,” he informed her, shouting above the roar of the twin Yamaha engines. “She’s docked on South Padre Island. I called Nemo last night and asked him to be here at ten this morning.”

“I see,” she shouted back laughing, as the wind tried to whip her hat off her head. Watching her smile and laugh as their temporary home got smaller and smaller behind them, Killian hoped that everything they experienced today would make for a day to remember.

~*~*~

“Tell me a favorite memory of you and Liam,” she asked, smiling.

“Oh, are we playing twenty questions again, Swan?” he joked, with a smirk and raised eyebrow. They had finally reached their destination in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico and had set their rods. Now they just had to wait. Emma had taken off her outer clothes and was sunning herself on the seats at the stern of the boat. The bright blue bikini left little to the imagination and Killian was having a lot of trouble keeping his thoughts from straying into uncomfortable territory. Uncomfortable territory with their audience nearby anyway. So he was thankful when Emma asked him the question.

“Hmmmm,” he pondered. “My favorite memory with Liam.” A grin broke out on his face. “You’re gonna think I’m awful for saying this, but you remember asking if I was competitive?” Emma nodded. “So, March 2004, Liam and I were skiing in Aspen. I was on spring break before I graduated.” Emma’s eyes lit up. “A pretty lass had caught Liam’s eye and he was trying to impress her, so he was being entirely too foolhardy in challenging me to a race. He should have known that I wasn’t going to take it easy on him just so he could impress his lovely lady.” He chuckled, looking down. “Once again, I handed his ass to him. And not only did I beat him, but he took a tumble as well breaking his ankle. I mean, he was fine, eventually. No lasting effects, but it certainly makes for a funny memory for a younger brother.” He looked back up with a wide grin on his face.

“March 2004?” she asked, her eyes dancing, “Do you remember exactly when? I was supposed to be on a senior trip during our spring break in Aspen.”

“Really?” he exclaimed, surprised. “I don’t remember exactly when we were there, but there was a big jazz festival going on that week.”

“Yes!” she laughed, “That’s when we were going. For the jazz festival! I didn’t get to go because I sprained my ankle the week before at a softball game.” Her face fell then. “I cried the entire week they were gone. I don’t know why. I wasn’t even that excited for the trip. I mean,” she amended, holding her hand out to him, “I was looking forward to it, don’t get me wrong,” she shrugged, “but not enough to warrant all the crying I did that week. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that I was missing something. Something important.”

Killian could feel the blood draining from his face. He suddenly remembered that week, with perfect clarity, hovering in that in between state between waking and sleeping, hearing a girl cry as if her heart would break. When he would wake up fully, the crying was gone. He had forgotten about it until this very moment.

“Wait a minute,” he speculated, with a frown on his face, “I remember a group of kids there that week with these obnoxious tie dye lime green and turquoise t-shirts and yellow baseball caps. I remember them because they kept singing this NSYNC song, Bye Bye Bye, but with different words.”

“Oh my god,” she exclaimed, “Those were my friends! And I wrote those lyrics! Oh that is hysterical! That you were there the same week I would have been.” She looked over at him as realization dawned. “I should have been there when you were there.”

Before he married Milah. Before losing who, at the time, he thought, was the love of his life. Would he have met her back then? If so, would that have stopped him from marrying Milah? Sparing him that heartache that was to come? He’d never know. But he couldn’t help but think that if he had met her back then, his life would have been different. He sent her a despondent smile before shaking off his melancholy. “Ok, my turn,” he said, determined to take their conversation into a happier direction. “What was the first movie you saw in a theater?”

She laughed. “You may not believe this, but I remember seeing Aladdin in the theater. My first grade class took a field trip to see it before Christmas break. What about you?”

“My first movie was Honey, I Shrunk the Kids. Favorite movie of all time?”

“The Princess Bride.” She looked down with a slight blush to her cheeks.

“What?” he inquired, as she lifted her face towards him again. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about loving The Princess Bride. It’s one of my favorites, too.”

“Really?” The amazed hope in her eyes made him catch his breath.

“Are you kidding? Fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, true love, miracles… how could it not be?”

She sent him a bemused smirk. “Saw what you did there,” she murmured. Now it was his turn to blush and look down. “What about your favorite movie?”

“Star Wars, the original trilogy,” he answered definitively, with no hesitation whatsoever. “Uhhh… favorite book.”

“My book of fairy tales.” The enhanced blush on her cheeks made his heart stutter in his chest. While the blush may have given away her nervousness at revealing something so personal, she held her head high, refusing to back down from the intimacy engendered by such a revelation. “One of the few good families I had growing up gave it to me for Christmas. I was seven.” She looked down then. “All the stories in the book started with hope. Reading them over the years, helped me keep my hope alive that there was a family out there for me. Someone to love me.” She looked up again with a tremulous smile before nodding toward him for his answer. But he couldn’t. Not until he held her in his arms and assured her of his love for her. Without words of course. He rose to cross over to her when a jingle to his left caught his attention.

“I think you may have caught something, Swan,” he informed her, looking towards her rod and reel.

Emma scrambled up from where she was lounging on the padded seat to where her rod was secured on the edge of the boat.

“Oh my god,” she exclaimed. “What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?” Her excitement and trepidation were hilarious and Killian couldn’t hold back his laugh.

“Reel it in, Swan,” he encouraged. She took the rod in her hands and was nearly pulled overboard, unprepared as she was for the weight of her catch, before Killian grabbed her around her middle and pulled her in to him, securing her back to his front so she’d have the leverage to reel it in. He murmured encouragement in her ear as she leaned against him and did battle with whatever was on the other end of her line.

About ten yards from the gunwale of the boat, the fish made a mighty leap into the air, trying to free itself from Emma’s line. “Swan,” he shouted, “That’s a king mackerel! And a good size too!” Nemo had been standing by waiting for the fish to make an appearance. As Emma finished reeling it in, he pulled the fish over into the boat and unhooked it from the line.

Emma turned around and threw herself into Killian’s arms. “I did it, I did it, I did it!” she shouted. The smile that split her face made his heart soar.

He spun with her in his arms, laughing with her. “That you did, Swan. Well done!” He placed her on her feet, but continued to hug her in celebration of her success.

“Oh this is gross, Killian. We’re sticking together,” she mock complained, pulling out of his arms. She looked up into his face as he went very still. “What’s wrong?”

“That’s the first time you’ve called me Killian,” he murmured.

“Is it?” she asked, with a furrowed brow.

“Yes, Emma, it is.” His azure gaze penetrated the confusion that swirled in her jade depths. The only time he had ever called her Emma, was when she’d called him after the last dream. It was always Swan or Miss Swan in their interactions before and since. Just as it had always been Mr. Jones, Jones, or sir. With her use of his first name, he felt the need to use her first name as well. He pulled her closer again, wanting to impress upon her the importance of the moment when he was interrupted by a series of trills, clicks, and whistles off the port side.

Emma turned wide eyes toward the pod of dolphins that were frolicking and chirping in the water only a couple of feet from the boat. “Dolphins,” she exclaimed, delighted. She turned back to him and Nemo, eyes the size of saucers. “Can we get in the water with them?” she asked, a hesitant hope in her eyes.

“Of course you can, my dear,” the captain laughed. “Leave your hat and sunglasses here. I’ll get out the camera and take pictures.” Emma needed no other encouragement. As she took off her shoes and accessories, Killian got out the snorkel equipment for them both. When they were both properly outfitted, they jumped into the water.

There were ten dolphins in the water including a couple of much smaller ones. The mamas were protective of the little ones, not letting the humans get too close, but the others were eager to play. Killian was in awe of the creatures and watching Emma interact with them brought tears to his eyes and laughter to his heart. He thought his heart would burst when Emma placed a kiss to the nose of one of them. They were both taken for a ride, holding on to the dorsal fin of one of the more adventurous creatures. The animals would often look at the boat and seem to pose for Nemo with the camera. Killian was delighted that Nemo not only took pictures of him and Emma swimming and playing with them, but got pictures of just the dolphins when they were jumping out of the water. After about forty-five minutes of frolicking with the animals, the pod moved away from the boat and Killian and Emma made their way back to it.

~*~*~

Nemo helped Emma back into the boat as Killian came up right behind her. The stunned disbelief on her face melted into pure joy as she laughed at the marvelous adventure they’d had that afternoon. “I still can’t believe it,” she sighed, “I’ve never,” she shook her head, “even been that close to a wild animal before, outside the zoo. And to actually touch one…” she trailed away with a sense of wonder that she knew was all over her face.

She looked at Killian as he came up behind her. “Aye, Swan,” he agreed. “It’s something we’ll never forget.” The moment was too poignant and emotional. She stepped into his open arms and let him hold her. She held the tears she could feel gathering at the corners of her eyes back only by sheer force of will. The emotions on a rampage inside of her demanded an outlet and finally found that release in a barking sob.

“It was so beautiful,” she cried into his shoulder, “and perfect. And I’m so happy. And I’m so sad it’s over. And I’ll never forget it. As long as I live.”

“That’s right, Swan,” he murmured, “let it out. Let it all out. I’ve got you.” He continued to hold her, whispering assurances and what comfort he could in their shared experience. When her sobs finally started to taper off, he reluctantly released her and turned to Nemo. “So let’s see those pics, shall we?”

Emma wiped her eyes and hiccuped as the captain strode forward with the camera. “We also have to get a picture of Emma with her mackerel.”

“Yes, we do,” Killian agreed, smiling down at her and taking the camera. “Ready lass?” he asked. Nemo approached again with her catch and a bright smile broke through the tears at last.

“I weighed it, and this bad boy weighs 47lbs,” the captain exclaimed, his eyes lit up in approval. “Well done!”

Emma let out a watery laugh. “Thank you,” she marveled, taking her fish from Nemo. He took the camera back from Killian and took pictures of the fish, Emma holding it up, and then Emma holding it between her and Killian.

“Now, before we head for home,” he informed them, “I’ll clean it and put it in the fridge. And y’all can have king mackerel for dinner tonight.”

While they waited for Nemo to finish the arduous undertaking of cleaning the huge fish, Emma and Killian sat side by side and scrolled through the pictures of their dolphin adventure. There were also pictures of Emma reeling in her catch. She was near tears again as she looked at the images. There was one that Nemo had caught of one of the dolphins fully jumping out of the water.

“Oh, now I’m getting that one made into a canvas and putting it on the wall,” Killian promised. “Now whether it’s in my office or here or at home will remain to be seen.” He smiled widely at her.

Smiling back, she asked him, “Why not all three? I know I wouldn’t mind seeing that picture wherever I was.”

“You know, you’re right,” he agreed. “Why can’t I have that picture at all three places. Thank you Emma,” he breathed, awareness sparking in his gaze. Slowly he lowered his lips to hers. She smiled into the kiss and opened for him when his tongue requested entrance. She struggled to maintain some semblance of awareness of where they were and who was nearby as he deepened the kiss. She moaned as he lit a fire in her blood when one of his hands reached her breast. She clutched his shoulders as he pulled her closer until she was nearly sitting in his lap. Their tongues continued to duel and their hands continued to roam until they heard a loud clearing of a throat just before the engines roared to life. Breaking apart with a guilty glance back at the captain, who only smirked at them in return, they tried to bring their breathing and heart rates back under control. Killian stood up, rather awkwardly in her opinion, and began to reel in his rod. In all the excitement, they had completely forgotten about it. Once he had it stored, he gave the signal to Nemo and they were off.

Once Killian sat back down, Emma settled herself in between his spread legs and leaned back onto his chest with her head resting on his shoulder. Content just to be there and be held by him, she felt herself start to drift off, safe in the arms of the man she loved after one of the best days of her life.

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