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Ramblings from Apalapachia...

@thesunflowersqueen / thesunflowersqueen.tumblr.com

Helen Sunflower. 34. Enby/Demisexual/Queer. They/Them. Feminist. British-Canadian. Traveller. English Language Teacher. Artist. Reader. Writer. Dramatist. Whovian. Sci-fi & fantasy lover. Talks too much. Wants more than ordinary. Willing to fight for it. Sometimes NSFW.
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A/N: I meant to have this up ages (and ages) ago. Blaming illness and life for that. An eternal amount of love to @seastarved who helped me with manipping this bottom image, and who made her own gorgeous images of chapter 1 for my birthday :3.
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Bird of Prey (2/3)
Swan Mythology/Fairy Tale AU. Part 1 // FFnet // AO3

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Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret, never to be told

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That night never really leaves him.

It plays as familiar in his recesses as the stories, a sonorous pierce like the violin, words of warning humming in their resonance. It is the thrum of a chord expertly hit – a danger foretold, a memory rewound and replayed.

He should have taken more caution, more heed, less abandon, he shouldn’t have gone to the lake.

Beware the bathing swans.

But he cannot stop thinking of it, and although it stays with him, it never really does so with any accuracy.

If you asked Killian, he would have said that the rain never made any noise at all, that the thick mud had not drenched through his boots leaving with it a chill that lasted for days. No nervous beating heart, no mute and violent lightning.

No cruel confusion.

He remembers the scream, though.

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Emma’s dire situation calls for desperate measures, proposing marriage to a duke seems to be the only way to protect her son, and there is just one nobleman who might consider such an outrageous offer - Killian Jones, the Duke of Hillsborough, the most notorious rake the ton has ever seen.

M-rated

(from the beginning on Tumblr, FF.net or AO3)

This is the ‘better’ chapter I’ve promised @laschatzi and @marajade4s before Christmas. And it’s really better than the previous one, if you ignore the last paragraph, but a lot of great ‘things’ happen before that, so it still counts. ;-)

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Chapter 15

Killian’s stomach growled as he stepped into the house, reminding him that he had hardly eaten anything today. But food was not on the top of his list right now. He wanted Emma. He wanted to fall into her arms and let her take away all the sorrows for a few hours. He needed her. He missed being enveloped by her heat, missed forgetting the world around them when their bodies joined.

He was already ascending the stairs, eager to join his wife in bed when his butler’s voice stopped him.

“Your Grace?”

“Not now, Barnes.” Killian turned around, trying to keep the annoyance he felt out of his voice as he stared down at his butler. “It has to wait until tomorrow.”

“This can’t wait until tomorrow, Sir.”

Something in Barnes’ voice made him step down into the hall again, dread coiling in his stomach as he saw the worried expression on his butler’s face.

“I’m certain you want to know that Her Grace has left the house a few hours ago. Her destination was your estate, Sir. She’d reminded me of my duties as I refused to ready a carriage for her, but I sent Curtis with a note for you the moment she stepped into the carriage. He apparently didn’t find you, though.”

“What do you mean Emma left the house?” Killian snapped, fear and anger colliding inside of him. “What happened?”

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