#piiratical

              as with all disasters, the reunions are always warm and affectionate. he usually stood off to the side, watching the others partake in the warm welcome. hugs from many, laughter that filled the air, smiles on every face he saw. it was still strange to see that joy among so many people, to know that, even if he wasn’t directly involved, he was part of this tightly woven group. many still kept away from him, no matter how often he proved himself a reformed villain. the charmings were the ones who had drawn him close. and in truth, he didn’t need anything else.

              but he was ( pleasantly ) surprised when ruby gave him a small smile, walked away from snow and came toward him. he and the wolf weren’t exactly friends, but she was close with snow, friends with emma, and that brought her closer than others. admittedly, he hesitated when she came toward him. he didn’t know what she would do, but he figured he would make the first move. he met her halfway, arm open, an invitation for a hug. and he was grateful that she took the offer. he’d hate to stand there and look the fool. he wrapped his arm around her shoulders with a small laugh.

                                  “ good to see you’re well. “

          Ruby was rather affectionate by nature, though the she-wolf had not come to bestow such pleasantries on the pirate; they had yet to become close ( and who had the time when Storybrooke was constantly under siege by something ), though the she-wolf would consider him part of their close knit family ( he was, after all, dating her best friend’s daughter, and in spite of his dark past, that already put him in her good graces ). 

          So when the brunette caught his gaze and began to close the distance between them, the fact that the former pirate was the first to extend his arms in offering of an embrace caught her by surprise. Quick to replace the momentary shock with a kind smile, Ruby didn’t miss a beat as she snaked her arms around him, tightening them before leaning back to meet oceanic hues. ❝ And by that, I assume you mean in one piece, ❞ she teased.

If I get 10 “accents” I guess you’ll hear my voice

:: AWW thank you, precious!! xx

   (   i don’t remember where this was from omg  ) // @piiratical

            ❛ well , they don’t call me charming for nothing —   ❜

 almost smug , most people tend to brand him as EGOTISTICAL ; which to be fair , he wouldn’t deny. he knows exactly how he can be , but it’s also the fact he knows is what helps him in the long run. to not give a shit , really. it gives him the upper-hand , & above all that’s all he really cares about. 

that one erased memory meme. :)))) // @piiratical

          It’s a dare. She doesn’t expect what they ask of her nor does she see the harm in it, at least not right away. Emma wants nothing more than to fit in with the crew, be a part of something greater and she’s finally starting to gain their trust. She knows this is a test of her will, strength, and guts and if she’s honest with herself, she’s rather shaken with the idea.            Approaching the Captain is easy, though she can hear the whispers and chuckling behind her. They’re all watching, even those not aware of the dare that’s been given. They can sense something going on as she makes her way to him and he must pick up on the sudden shift of attentions as he turns and she can feel him eyeing her.            She decides to get it over and done with, quick and easy. She’s in front of him now and she wants to apologize but words escape her and a weak smile appears, eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. Fingers tangle in the collar of his jackets and she tugs, pulling him forward as her lips crash against his.