hookerspice78:

Oh, dear Zelena if only you had somebody who loved you.
SHIPS COME AND GO BUT CAPTAIN SWAN…

kimidakewooooo:

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When Emma laid her hand on Killian’s Hook there was this look they shared. Her eyes went up to look at him and he met her eyes instantly. Snap! Just like that.

An incredible, breathtaking, intimate moment passed between them. And I almost felt like I was intruding on this private moment that was just simply theirs.

never1never2never3-give-up:

That look when you see a hot stud. Way to go Arya!! 😂
my-heart-in-motion:

i’m still very amused by this

Can you imagine Emma being the one who will try to kiss Hook?

And he, afraid to take away her powers, turns his head.

Emma looks at him, wounded. Finally she allowed herself to give him a shot, to feel, to dive into this feeling she can’t shake off when she’s with him. The way he makes her breathless, how he causes her to yearn. How much he believes in her, even when she can’t always believe in herself.

But  then it looks like he’s refusing her and she allowed herself to give into him, only for him to turn into the others who have broken her heart.

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captains-ship:

hahAHA FUCK YOU ZELINA YOU FROG

Holding out to the hope that ‘True love can break any curse’ and that the moment Killian and Emma kiss, Emma will still have her powers intact and they’ll smile at each other; finally home.

BUT EMMA SAID ‘I DON’T CARE, I’M TIRED OF LIVING IN THE PAST’ AND GAVE HIM THIS LOOK THAT PRETTY MUCH SAID IT ALL:

'I AM READY, KILLIAN. I WANT TO GIVE US A SHOT'

AND HE, WRECKED WITH GUILT, FINALLY GETS THE CHANCE TO BE WITH THE WOMAN HE LOVES - AND HE CAN’T.

onceuponahookedswan:

I used to be a casual ouat viewer like you, but then I took a CAPTAIN SWAN to the HEART.

http://bemusedbicycle.tumblr.com/post/82602073780/yearn-the-hallway-is-still-as-she-slips-out-of

bemusedbicycle:

Yearn.

The hallway is still as she slips out of her room, socked feet padding across to the door just across the way. He’s waiting when she pushes through the door silently, the moonlight reflecting off his skin and casting shadows over his face. But still he smiles, and the warmth that blossoms…

You do not have a problem, OP, you have a gift.

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