Hey, Im Sabel, although that is only one of many nicknames. There is a fear I have of one day being famous and someome discovering this place (my mind palace) so I tend to keep things rather impersonal. Hope you like my blog, but if you dont, c'est la vie. This may be overwhelming, be warned.
Emma Swan has never handled her own tears very well, much less those of others.
Killian is standing in front of her on a deserted street corner after she followed him. He’d been fine one minute and then someone had mentioned Gold and he’d just… left.
(He’s not supposed to do that, he’s supposed to be different.)
(And she knows he is.)
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Like I said, the staff is just a whole bunch of bloggers just like us but with a fancy title. It’s true. (No offense staff, you’re still rad)
I guess I have to.
I LIKE HOW COLIN DESCRIBED THAT KISS AS A “CHEEKY KISS” LIKE WHEN THEY FINALLY MAKE TACOS HE’S GONNA BE LIKE “OH THEY HAVE A SWEET MOMENT IN EMMA’S APARTMENT”