Alice + text posts because someone had to do it

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54 minutes ago on 19 September 2014 @ 8:58pm 208 notes


Outlander | Jamie looking at Claire

59 minutes ago on 19 September 2014 @ 8:53pm 841 notes
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Walk the plank for being an adorable Irish bastard and ruining all our lives.

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1 hour ago on 19 September 2014 @ 8:28pm 1,753 notes


Your Universe or Mine? — TV Tropes in Syfy’s Alice

Alice’s. (x)

#d’awwwww #Halice 4 lyfe

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2 days ago on 17 September 2014 @ 6:29pm 281 notes

a promise


(there are things i need, and there are things that etch itself onto my soul and never lets go, no matter how many times i write it. this would be the latter).

30 day otp challenge → day 9. spooning

The first time Emma and Killian spend the night together it is heated and passionate – frantic – and she’s sure her skin is burning under his fingertips’ exploration of her entire body, quick and sure movements even as his hand is trembling across her bare stomach.

She’s not surprised – was sure this was to be expected even; it had to when it came to them – and revels in the look in his eyes as he meets her gaze. What does surprise her, however, is how after – when they’re still catching their breath, Emma trying to remember how to swallow – Killian tucks an arm around her waist and plasters his body along hers.

(If she ever had to pick ten things she knew about Killian Jones, that fact that he loves spooning would not have made the list).

Her heart beat picks up because she isn’t sure if she’s the type of person that likes to spoon or not, seeing as she’s never really done it before. He chuckles in her ear, low and very close, and starts moving his hand in circles around her navel, clearly having heard her quickening pulse.

“Sleep,” he says, and somehow she drifts off to the soothing gesture of his movements, his breathing, his smell – him. When she wakes up the next morning, they’re still in the same position and after that,  it becomes a thing they do; she quickly learns that some parts of her body has always yearned for this type of intimacy, and she vows to never let herself starve that way again.

(However, it does take some time for her to get used to the idea that she, Emma Swan, is the type of person who loves to cuddle more than she does most things in life).

The feeling she gets when he puts his arm around her, head resting somewhere on her neck, feels almost like coming home, a contentment spreading through her body, feeling like she belongs.

Some nights, though – when she knows he needs it more than her, his eyes screaming as ghosts from his past erupts – she turns around even before he has the chance to stretch out his arm and curls her own around his waist instead, savoring how she can be the one to get him to close his eyes in a shudder as she takes deep breaths against his shoulder blades.

“Tell me about Liam,” she says sometimes, knowing that that is all it takes for him to start talking, her hand resting above his heart. She asks about Baelfire too – to him, it was always Baelfire – and even about Milah on a few occasions when she sees the look on his face (recognizes it) as he climbs into bed.

Some nights, he asks her about Graham or Neal, and she talks of the emotions she’s never shared with anyone before; the constant ache that she used to have in her chest, the fear always waiting around the next corner, or the love she once held in her heart for them. He asks about her time as an orphan, pressing soft kisses on her back as she recalls her years of abandonment and loneliness, and it’s easy to be lulled into sleep even after she has talked about some of the worst days in her life.

“I love you,” she whispers for the first time one night, ten months after they got together. There’s a short, terrifying, pause as he stills behind her before he leans over her to reach her lips.

“I love you, too,” he says, and it sounds almost like a prayer, and maybe even the most precious promise she’s ever gotten.
» via  jadeddiva   (originally  oncestifer)
2 days ago on 17 September 2014 @ 6:28pm 245 notes
Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul… but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.
~ Peggy Toney Horton  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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2 days ago on 17 September 2014 @ 6:14pm 16,687 notes


"I missed you"

I’ve been in an Alice mood as of late……. just might be time for another re-watch ;)

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5 days ago on 14 September 2014 @ 3:31pm 37 notes
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5 days ago on 14 September 2014 @ 3:27pm 639 notes

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