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Thank you for the tag @ohmakemeahercules!!! I'm excited to read this!!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/69690916
New story from me. This is probably my... 5th or 6th season 6 divergence/missing scene story. I've lost count. Anyway, I hated how Emma clammed up about her visions and the writers didn't bother having her tell Killian in private. Colin did an excellent sad!Killian face, but it was still shitty writing. So much so that I'm here almost a decade after the fact to fix it, haha.
Also, I'm experiencing quite a bit of loneliness personally so I needed an outlet for those feelings. How I would love to have someone love me like Killian does for Emma in this story (sigh). I will say I'm really proud of the smut I wrote in this piece. It's the best I've ever written in my 20+ years of writing fan fic.
if anyone's wondering, I'm still working on I Knew I Loved You's chapter 4. Word count is around 7600 at the moment. I'm hoping to complete it soon. I apologize for taking so long to update. Real life has been kicking my butt. I hope you enjoy this one in the mean time. I also have a 4x03 divergence one shot in the works as well.
Tags: @sailtoafarawayland @ultraluckycatnd @laschatzi @kmomof4 @holdingoutforapiratehero @the-girl-in-the-band-tshirt @elizabeethan @jrob64 @snowbellewells @kday426 @resident-of-storybrooke -@winterbythesea @hollyethecurious @superchocovian @jonesfandomfanatic @thisonesatellite @searchingwardrobes @teamhook @caught-in-the-filter @bluewildcatfanatic @anmylica @grimmswan
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This is kind of specific, do you have any canon compliant/slightly divergent comfort fluff from events like post 5x14, post 5x21, post 6x06, etc? I just live for comfort fluff when it goes along with stuff that actually happened!
Hey, nonnie. After doing a bit of a deep dive through AO3 tags and a few of my older fic rec lists, I think I’ve found a few stories you might be interested in! I’m not sure if all of them 100% meet what you’re looking for- i.e. some of them might be more fluff than comfort or fix it fics rather than canon-compliant- but these are all great fics nonetheless, and I hope you enjoy reading!
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Reminder by @scientificapricot
Hush Now, I'm Here to Dry Your Tears by @snowbellewells
A Place Only You Can Go by @caprelloidea
this love came back to me by midwestwind*
my feet don’t touch the floor by @qqueenofhades
Just Like That by @captainstudmuffin
Midnight Cocoas by hannahhoppers*
Hush by @sambethe
a soul at peace by @the-reason-to-sail-home
Where We Belong by @laschatzi
All of Me by @caprelloidea
Walls So High (That No One Could Climb) by @ohmakemeahercules
She Steals the Sun and Shuts Out the Light by @acrobat-elle
past the clouds we’ll find the stars... by @startswithhope
Sunburn by @scientificapricot
4 a.m. by @unfolded73
i’d follow you anywhere by @kindredsspirits
Like the Sea by @georgianablythe16
*I couldn’t find these writers on Tumblr. If you know their usernames, please let me know so I can tag them correctly!
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Anyone reading, feel free to reblog with additions of your own!
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Battling Anxiety Day 782
Tagging @jrob64 @snowbellewells
#faith#encouragement#song of the day#pull me close/because he lives#lizzie morgan#battling anxiety#day 782
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5x07 vs 6x13 ; “Calm down Swan, I’m not proposing.” / “My answer would be Yes…What do you say?”
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✨ SPELL YOUR URL WITH SONGS ✨
Thank you for the tag in this @superchocovian!! Even though it took me a bit to do it, this was a lot of fun!
Sweet Caroline - Neil Diamond
Name - Goo Goo Dolls
Only You - Yaz
When I Get Where I'm Goin' - Brad Paisley ft. Dolly Parton
Belle - from Beauty and the Beast
Evermore - Dan Stevens/Josh Groban (from Beauty and the Beast)
Love in the First Degree - Alabama
Lake Charles - Lucinda Williams
Everybody (Backstreet's Back!) - Backstreet Boys
Waterloo - ABBA
Everything I Do (I Do it for You) - Bryan Adams
Long Live - Taylor Swift
Lady - Kenny Rogers
Silver Springs - Fleetwood Mac
This may have gone around once before (I might have even done it and tagged you before - oops!) but if you want to do this, I'll tag a few folks: @jennjenn615 @grimmswan @arandomdreamx @ohmakemeahercules @anmylica @booksteaandtoomuchtv
@spartanguard @kmomof4 @searchingwardrobes @jrob64 @whimsicallyenchantedrose @jonesfandomfanatic
@winterbaby89 @hollyethecurious @everything-person @teamhook @revanmeetra87
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✨Newlyweds✨
I wanted to draw a scene of Rapunzel and Eugene after the wedding with lights that remind me of the lanterns💕
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THE MUSKETEERS (2014 - 2016)
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It's just not fair, pain's more trouble than love is worth. I gasp for air, it feels so good but you know it hurts.
requested by anonymous
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Happy belated birthday Marta! I hope you had a glorious day and sending you major love!
Thank you so much! I did have a wonderful birthday, thanks to many great friends making me feel loved and special. <3 It was great to hear from you too @superchocovian! Hope this finds you having a great day as well. :)
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✨ SPELL YOUR URL WITH SONGS ✨
Saw this done by @userange a while back and wanted to play along!
Show Yourself- Frozen II
Under the Sea- The Little Mermaid
Perfect- Ed Sheeran
Eye of the Tiger- Survivor
Roar- Katy Perry
Can't Help Falling in Love- Elvis Presley
How It's Done- KPop Demon Hunters
Once Upon a December- Anastasia
Confident- Demi Lovato
One Last Time- Hamilton
Vigilante Shit -Taylor Swift
I Will Survive- Gloria Gaynor
Attention- Charlie Puth
No Control- One Direction
If you see this on your dash, tag you're it! :)
I'll just tag a few people from the top of my dash: @beckettkatherine, @userange, @laschatzi, @kmomof4, @snowbellewells, @captainseaweedbrains, @yourstrulypenelope
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@kmomof4 Oh my goodness - what a surprise, first of all!! I had no idea you had a birthday story in the works!! Very sneaky - and WONDERFUL- of you!! You are already off to such a sweet, fun, irresistible start to this story, and I can’t wait to see how things progress when they see each other again in December!!! 😍❤️😍❤️😍 (I also love that Dolly Parton is at least tangentially involved, seeing as how Killian works as a captain in one of her shows!)
I loved the setup, how adorably sweet Killian was with little Henry, and how relieved and charmed Emma was by that. It all worked together so well, and yet it felt like something that genuinely could have happened in life. It was precious how Killian had the little boy going from tears to giggles in seconds, and also how Henry slightly eased the pain he had from leaving a visit with his own nephew. It was neat to see Emma so receptive and open to Killian at their meeting, so lovely!
Definitely looking forward to the rest of this - and THANK YOU again SO MUCH!!!
Coming Soon!! Piratey Things, a birthday fic for @snowbellewells

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @snowbellewells!!! I'm so sorry this is going to be late, but as you well know, there are just not enough hours in the day... Anyway, I'll hopefully get it done this weekend, but until I do get it finished, I hope you enjoy this sneak peek!!
Killian Jones had just settled into his seat for his flight home to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee when the wails of a small child caught his attention. He looked up and caught his breath as the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on holding a crying little boy made her way down the aisle toward him. She had long blonde hair that fell nearly to her waist and her cheeks were aflame in embarrassment as she tried to calm the child down.
“Shh, shh, shh Henry,” she soothed, “I thought you’d like meeting the pilot. I’m sorry, baby. Shhh, shhh, shhh.”
“Pi-wate,” the little boy - Henry, apparently - hiccupped through his tears.
Killian’s heart went out to the obviously frazzled mother and sobbing little one. He’d just finished a two-week visit with his brother, sister-in-law, and nephew, who used to pronounce pirate exactly the same way as Henry was doing now, which was probably why Killian was able to recognize the mispronunciation. Little Liam, as he was called, loved the fact that his Unca Killy’s job was one of the dueling pirate captains in Pigeon Forge’s Pirates Voyage Dinner and Show.
Killian was wracking his brain for any ideas that might allow him to help the lovely lady in some way, when she arrived at his row. He was gobsmacked for just a moment before he realized the two seats next to him must be theirs. Henry still cried loudly and the young woman’s cheeks reddened even more when her eyes met his briefly before bouncing around, looking anywhere but at him.
“I’m so sorry, Miss…” he said, rising to allow her to move into the seats beside him.
“Oh, no, I’m sorry,” she apologized, her gaze skittering away from him again. “I really hope you don’t mind crying toddlers in such close quarters.”
Killian chuckled in spite of himself. “I’ve just finished a visit with my brother and his family, including my nephew, who is just a little bit older than you,” he said, twirling his finger in front of Henry’s face - catching his attention and making his eyes cross - before booping him on the nose. The action had the desired effect and his plaintive sobs abruptly turned into delighted giggles. “So no, I’m quite used to the noise produced by a little boy and have no problem with it whatsoever. In fact, having you next to me, Henry, will probably help me miss him a little less.”
The woman’s relief at her son’s now happy demeanor was written all over her face and Killian broke into a wide smile as he held out his hand to shake.
“Mr. Killian Jones, at your service,” he said, injecting just a hint of flirtation into his words. Her relief turned to surprise and then a knowing smirk as she placed her hand in his after buckling Henry into the middle seat.
“No one talks like that anymore, you know, Mr. Killian Jones,” she replied. “Miss Emma Nolan. And this is my son Henry.”
“I do, Miss Emma Nolan,” he said, hoping she would see the sincerity in his eyes and that his dancing eyebrows would behave. They seemed to have a mind of their own, especially when he was nervous. “It is lovely to meet you both.”
“You, too,” she replied. “So are you on your way home from your visit?”
Her question brought his mind back to the present instead of the very pleasant and all too brief fantasy that had quickly paraded through his mind. A fantasy in which he didn’t leave the plane without a way to contact her again.
“Yes. I’ve just spent the last two weeks with them.” He sighed, trying to keep his melancholy in check. “I miss them already.”
Emma smiled softly and he responded in kind. “What about you? Where are you heading?” he asked.
A pretty blush dusted her cheeks as she looked at her son. “We’re going to visit my brother in Asheville,” she informed him.
Henry started bouncing in his seat with excitement. “Unca David! Auntie M’s!” They shared a chuckle at his enthusiasm.
“So you live in Boston then? How long will you be visiting?” he asked, attempting a casual effect, but not at all sure he succeeded.
Her blush intensified before she answered. “Actually, we’re getting ready to move down there. So part of the visit will be house hunting.”
“I see,” he nodded. His heart leapt within him and he couldn’t keep the grin off his face if he tried.
“Do you live in Asheville? Or will you be catching another flight?”
Killian felt the sudden need to scratch behind his ear as hope blossomed in his chest that perhaps she might desire to maintain their acquaintance after their flight as well. “No and no,” he replied, feeling his own cheeks heat before he rushed to explain his pithy reply. “I actually live in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, but Asheville is the closest airport with a direct flight to Boston, so that’s where I fly out of when I go to visit my brother. It’s only a couple of hours drive home over the Smokies from there.”
“I’ve never been to Pigeon Forge,” she shared, a hint of wistfulness in her voice. “I’ve heard so many wonderful things about it though.”
“You should come over for a visit,” he rushed to invite her. “Lots of attractions that you would both love, and I’d be happy to be your own personal tour guide.”
Emma’s cheeks bloomed once again as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked down at Henry, a soft yet happy smile on her face. Killian couldn’t remember seeing anything more beautiful in all his born days.
“We might have to take you up on that,” she said, turning her eyes on him with a shy smile.
Killian tried with all his might to dial back the joy and excitement he felt inside to match her current demeanor. He definitely wanted to see her again and didn’t want to scare her off by appearing too eager. He was well versed in how protective mothers could be of their young children if any type of threat was perceived just from observing Elsa with Little Liam.
At that moment, the flight attendant at the front of the plane began the safety spiel in preparation for takeoff. Even though he was very familiar with it, he still fell quiet and turned his attention toward the front so the people around him wouldn’t be distracted. Once they were in the air, and he and Emma both coached Henry through popping his ears so they didn’t hurt anymore, she turned back toward him.
“So what do you do in Pigeon Forge, Mr. Killian Jones?” she asked.
That urge to scratch behind his ear was back again. “Uh, actually, I’m an actor with one of the dinner shows on the main strip.” He glanced down at Henry who looked to be struggling to keep his eyes open after the emotional meltdown he’d had. “I’m not sure about saying exactly which show I’m in given how distraught he was earlier.”
Emma’s eyes widened. She’d heard about some of the shows in Pigeon Forge, and given his words now, she had a pretty good idea of exactly which show Killian was a part of.
She glanced down at Henry, whose eyes were drifting shut. Bless him. It had been a long day already, and if she was right in her estimation, she was glad Killian had been circumspect about his occupation. “Does it perhaps have something to do with a ship? And a certain flag?”
“It does indeed.”
Emma blew out a breath in relief. “Thank you,” she said with a chuckle. “We wouldn’t want a repeat of the meltdown just from the mention.” A wide smile broke over her lips as her curiosity overcame her natural hesitance to engage with a virtual stranger, no matter how handsome and friendly he was. “That’s so cool! Who do you play? How did you get involved in something like that?”
“Well, I’ve always had a flair for the dramatic,” he informed her, his beaming smile telling her just how much he enjoyed his job, as he launched into his backstory. “I started taking theater, music, and dance classes in junior high and was accepted into Juilliard when I graduated high school.”
“Juilliard,” Emma breathed. “Wowwww…”
“Scouts from all over the world come to the school looking for fresh talent for their organizations,” he explained. “When I was getting ready to graduate with a degree in musical theater, a couple of scouts representing Dolly Parton herself approached me and offered me one of the leads in the show. It was getting ready to open that summer and they still needed a second pirate captain. When Robin and Granny caught my performance as Captain Hook in our senior production of Peter Pan, they knew they wanted me for the role.”
“So you’re one of the captains? That is awesome!” She glanced down at her sleeping son and smiled affectionately. “He would have had a fit. I thought meeting the pilot of the airplane would be just as cool as meeting a pirate captain, but I was obviously wrong. He’s been in love with pirates since he saw some scenes from Pirates of the Caribbean while I was watching it a few weeks ago.”
“Ahh, I see.” Killian nodded. “Don’t be too hard on yourself, love. I would have thought the same in your shoes.” He suddenly realized how he’d addressed her and blushed in embarrassment as he rushed to apologize. “I’m so sorry!” he lamented. “I shouldn’t have addressed you with that familiar an appellation at this point in our acquaintance. Please forgive me.”
“Oh, no apology is necessary, Killian. I… I don’t mind.” Her smile was soft again and genuine and Killian felt himself melt a little bit in its warmth.
“Thank you, Emma,” he replied. He held her gaze for just a moment when an idea suddenly came to him. “When exactly will you be moving to Asheville?”
“Next month. Why?”
“I was wondering if perhaps I could persuade you to come for a visit over the holidays. Pigeon Forge at Christmas is a magical experience,” he continued, “and I would count it as a privilege to - as I said earlier - act as your personal tour guide among the many attractions the town has to offer. I could take you both behind the scenes at the show and let Henry meet Captain Blackbeard, Captain Hook’s nemesis…”
Emma gasped. “Henry’s birthday is December 23,” she interrupted excitedly. “He’ll be four.”
“Well then, there you go,” Killian agreed. “Bring your family and celebrate Henry’s birthday in Pigeon Forge. I’ll make sure it's a birthday he’ll never forget. I usually travel to Boston for the holiday, but this year I can invite my family down instead, and if you have no objection, we can all do a couple of things together - like the show and Dollywood - and also have time with just our families so as not to feel too… too… like we both have some breathing room.” He scratched behind his ear furiously before taking a true leap of faith that he hoped would be received favorably. “And perhaps, your brother and wife might consent to watching Henry for an evening so that I could take you out for an evening you’ll never forget?”
Killian’s azure gaze captured her own and Emma had trouble drawing a breath. He wanted to take her on a date. She hadn’t been on a date in years. If you’d call the early days of her relationship with Neal dating. But now wasn’t the time to ruminate over that. It may have resulted in Henry, the greatest blessing of her life, but she didn’t want that debacle of a relationship to color her thinking or actions when it came to the man in front of her.
“I’d like that,” she murmured, her gaze settling on her sleeping son. “I’m sure David and Mary Margaret wouldn’t mind either. They’re his favorite people. And the feeling is entirely mutual.”
Killian chuckled. “I resemble that remark.” Matching grins broke across their faces. “May I give you my number so we can stay in touch?” he asked, holding his hand out for her phone.
Her heart thundered in her chest as she handed her phone to him. Once he’d entered his number, she opened the camera.
“Say cheese,” she said brightly before snapping the picture.
“Cheese.”
The charming smile on his face made his blue eyes sparkle and her heart flutter as she assigned the photo to his contact information.
“Your turn,” he said, handing her his phone. Once she’d handed it back to him, he took a picture of her and just looked at it for a moment before sighing in contentment and adding it to her information. It was going to be a long four and a half months before Christmas, but with the exchange of their numbers and her agreement to visit for Henry’s birthday, he knew it would be here before he knew it.
And he couldn’t wait.
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Happiest of birthdays, Marta!! I love you dearly and hope you've had a fabulous day!!
#piratey things#krystal writes#bday fic for snowbellewells#sneak peek#cs ff#cs modern au#such a talented shipmate 🩷⚓️🩷
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@whimsicallyenchantedrose Jen, this was such a lovely, exciting gift to have when I got on Tumblr today!!! It has taken me entirely too long to get to sit down and read it, but I love how you wrote this! They sound so natural and in-character and so very much like it could have happened on the show (Why couldn’t this have happened on the show?!?!)
I love that Graham believes her about her hunch with Tamara. He has seen her superpower at work, and he also just trusts Emma, both her instincts and that she knows her own heart and mind. It’s also really lovely how he simply listens to her and what she needs to say, and then fully supports her and understands where she’s coming from. (Reminds me a bit of another handsome man we all know! 😏 I love how you slipped in how much Emma has talked about Killian, and how Graham definitely recognizes what that means.)
It broke my heart, just how it clearly pained Graham to hear just how deeply Neal had hurt Emma. It’s a scar that doesn’t just go away, and it’s amazing she was even able to act fine and civil with him - much less deal with people thinking she was jealous of Tamara or wanting Neal back! 😝Not only do you ache for that pain Emma felt at being left and having to give Henry up, but it’s hard that she doesn’t even want to tell her parents the truth, feeling like the two ultimate True Loves can’t possibly understand.
This was my favorite little bit though: “She gave him a brilliant smile–one that probably would have had his heart racing back before the curse when he’d thought he was falling for her, back before he and Ruby had become, well, whatever they were now.” I have always believed that up until that point in the show, after Emma and Graham kiss and he remembers, and she just gives him this beautiful, beaming smile. It’s so openly free and happy- in a way we really hadn’t seen her before at that point. It was a look she gave to Graham, of all possible characters, and I loved that you recaptured that feeling with this. I also like thinking about Graham getting his new start and a happy beginning with Ruby too. 😍😍😍
Thank you so much again for this wonderful gift!!! I am loving it already!!!
Girls' Trip Fairytale Ending Marta's Deleted Scenes--Chapter 1 of 5
A/N: Happy Birthday Marta (@snowbellewells)! This gift is soooooooo long in coming! For those who may not remember, this was originally intended to be a gift for Marta’s last birthday a year ago. A couple of years ago, I wrote a group birthday fic for @jrob64, @kmomof4 and @snowbellewells called The Girls’ Trip Fairytale Ending. Brief reminder of that fic for those who have slept since reading it (which should be all of you. Not sleeping for like 2 years is bad for your health!): The 4 of us have been taking girls’ trips every year for the past 3 or 4 years. The year I wrote the fic, we had taken our trip in Pigeon Forge. In my fic, the author (Isaac) came to the cabin where we were staying on the last day of our trip and offered us a gift–each of us could go into the storybook and fix a part of OUAT we wanted to fix. As will surprise exactly NO ONE who knows her, Marta chose to go back and stop Regina from killing Graham. At the end of each person’s story, I gave a quick synopsis of what happened afterward–i.e. How the rest of the show would have been different if the change had happened. Okay, fast forward to Marta’s last birthday. My gift for her was to write a few “deleted scenes” from that synopsis section. She got to choose what she wanted to see. Marta gave me 5 prompts, and so here we are! This fic will have 5 chapters; each following one of her prompts. Enjoy!
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Chapter 1
Prompt: Having him still be alive in season 2–because magic? I didn’t really bother with how or why there - and he and Emma would still work at the sheriff station together. Anyway, he would believe her about Tamara being “fishy” and not doubt her gut and her superpower with people. He’d help her and Henry surveil her and catch her and Greg in their plotting before Henry gets taken.
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Emma charged into the bullpen, slumped into her chair and started swiveling back and forth, her face like a thundercloud.
“Uh oh,” Graham said, trying not to smile at the fact that she looked just like a disgruntled five year old. “Bad day?”
“More like bad month, or bad year, or bad….who even knows? Nothing ever seems to go right in this town,” she groused.
Graham set down the case file he’d been perusing and took a seat on the edge of her desk. “Anything you want to talk about?”
She was quiet for a moment, and then sighed. “Tamara.”
“Ah,” he said carefully, not exactly surprised at the answer.
She groaned loudly. “Not you too!”
He raised his hands in surrender. “I’m not saying anything. I’m here to be a sounding board.”
She gave him a long, assessing look, one that Graham was very familiar with, one that was trying to determine whether and how much he was trying to b.s. her. Finally she sighed again, and her face cleared…a little. “Fine. It’s just…”
“It’s just…?” he prompted when she didn’t continue.
“No one will listen to me!” she burst out. “Everyone thinks I’m jealous or whatever over Neal and Tamara. Everyone thinks this is some sort of star-crossed lovers thing. Everyone is SO sure they know what I feel and what should happen, and then Henry WANTS it to be true, and it’s just. No one will listen!”
Whatever amusement Graham had initially felt at her petulance upon entering the station evaporated at the raw pain and frustration in her tone. He got up, pulled his chair next to hers and sat. “I’m listening,” he said simply. “Why don’t you tell me how you feel about Neal coming back into your life.”
She turned away, looking sightlessly out the window for a moment before turning back to him, and the stark pain in her eyes nearly undid him.
“You know the basics of what Neal did to me,” she started.
He nodded. He’d pried the bare bones of the story out of her when she’d returned with Neal a week ago.
“What I didn’t say,” she said, “is that it destroyed me. His betrayal hurt, of course, but then….then when I had to give my baby away, when I couldn’t even let myself hold him, because then I was afraid I’d never let him go….something inside me died that day.”
Graham sucked in a breath at the stark agony in her tone.
“I got out of the slammer, and the only thing, the ONLY thing that kept me going was the thought that my kid had a chance at a better life. Well, that, and the stupid, naive thought that MAYBE Neal was waiting for me in Tallahassee.”
“So you went there after you were released?” he asked
She nodded. “Stayed there two freaking years waiting for him,” she answered, “and he never came. Never called. Never wrote. Never gave me a second thought. And with that, the last bit of hope and optimism died inside me. The first few months after I gave up…”
She shuddered. “Well, let’s just say, I barely cared whether I lived or died.”
Graham felt the anger bubble up inside him, wanting nothing more than to beat Neal senseless for the pain he’d cause. Then maybe he’d sweettalk Ruby into wolfing out and eating the worthless excuse for a man.
“So after all of that….yeah,” she went on. “Seeing Neal again, doesn’t exactly inspire the warm fuzzies. I mean….he was my first love. There’s probably going to always be a part of me that loves him…that abandoned teenager who’d never had anyone to love her, but….Getting back together with him? I really don’t see that happening.”
Graham reached over and took her hand. “If your parents knew all of this….”
“My dad would probably punch him in the face,” she said with a grin. “Repeatedly.”
“And I’d be right there with him,” Graham said determinedly.
“I appreciate that,” Emma said, and then sighed. “I can’t tell them, though. They’re Snow White and Prince Charming. Fairytale love story of all fairytale love stories. They aren’t going to understand this. They aren’t going to understand that love….well, it’s just not in the cards for me. That chapter of my life is closed. And locked. And barricaded.”
Graham wasn’t so sure about that. She’d talked–a lot–about a certain Captain Hook ever since she’d gotten back from the Enchanted Forest. About how annoying he was. How frustrating. How much she hated his stupid expressive eyebrows and his hot as hell face. How she hated his smirk and the sexy way he bandaged her hand. How he was nothing but a massive pain in her butt and she hoped he’d stay away and never come back.
Graham was fairly certain he’d never seen someone for which “Methinks the lady doth protest too much” applied more.
But he was also fairly certain she wasn’t ready to confront that particular issue yet. Best not bring it up yet.
“For what it’s worth, I believe you,” Graham said. “I believe you aren’t jealous and that you aren’t subconsciously trying to get him back.”
“Thank you!” she said. “That means a lot, Graham, it really does….but that’s not the only reason I’m so damn frustrated with EVERYONE dismissing me.”
“So what is?’
“Tamara,” she said simply. “Graham, there’s something fishy about her. Everytime I’m in the same room as she is…my superpower just about screams at me.”
“What do you think she’s lying about?” He asked simply.
She looked surprised for a second. “Wait, you believe me? Just like that?”
“Emma,” he said, “I’ve had enough experience with your superpower to know it works. If you think something’s off, something’s off.”
She gave him a brilliant smile–one that probably would have had his heart racing back before the curse when he’d thought he was falling for her, back before he and Ruby had become, well, whatever they were now.
“I don’t know,” Emma said after a moment. “It’s just a feeling. Nothing we could arrest her on or anything, but….don’t you think it’s weird that she showed up just days after that Greg guy did? No outsiders in 28 years and then *poof* two in the space of a week? I mean, I know she’s Neal’s fiance and everything, but something about that feels weird. And then there’s that run in I had with her in Granny’s.”
“What happened in Granny’s?”
“So I accidentally bumped into her, and she dropped her bag,” Emma said. “I bent down to help her pick it up, and I saw this list she was making. She was listing town residents and who they were back in the Enchanted Forest. Why is she making a list? What is she trying to do with it? Every time I mention it to someone else, they just…dismiss it out of hand. Insist she’s just trying to wrap her head around the whole fairy tale thing, but it just…..it feels fishy. I don’t know how else to say it.”
Graham’s instincts kicked in. “I think you’re right. I think she’s not completely on the up and up.”
“So what do we do about it?” Emma asked.
Graham thought for a moment. “Nothing yet. If we’re going to nab her, it has to be by the book. We need actual evidence, an actual crime, something. I say, for now, we simply keep up surveillance. I’ll have Ruby help us, keep an ear open for anything off.”
Emma nodded, before getting to her feet. “I’d better get back to patrolling. But Graham…”
“Yeah?” he asked.
She reached over and took his hand. “Thanks. For everything. If I didn’t have someone around to talk to like this….”
He smiled, pressing her hand before letting her go. “Don’t mention it. What are friends for?”
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Notes:
–In case you didn’t read Marta’s chapter of the Girls’ Trip fic, here’s a quick synopsis of how the story changed after Regina DIDN’T crush Graham’s heart:
Graham and Emma do have their kiss at the sheriff’s station, and he does “wake up”. Him raving about remembering everything kind of freaks her out, and she runs away. Marta has a talk with Emma the next morning, and during that talk, Emma realizes she does care for Graham but isn’t in love with him. Marta reassures her that before she knows it she will indeed find love. Emma and Graham continue as good friends.
Regina, angry with being thwarted and concerned with how much of the truth Graham might know, convinces the town that Graham suffered a mental break and was no longer fit for duties as sheriff. She had him committed to the Storybrooke mental asylum in the hospital basement
The rest of season 1 happens the same as canon. After the curse, Graham is freed from the mental hospital, teams up with Ruby to head the task force to reunite people with their missing loved ones. This makes them close, and they start dating.
Through the seasons, Graham continues to help the heroes as various villains show up and are then defeated. Eventually, he and Ruby decide to pull back from the craziness and enjoy their life together, even as the world continues to crash around them.
–The main idea of this particular chapter: However much you hate Neal? It’s not enough.
#girls' trip fairytale ending#deleted scenes#birthday fics#happy birthday marta!!#OuaT ff#sheriff Graham lives!!!#major fic rec#such a talented shipmate 🩷⚓️🩷
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#aww emma’s smile is actually the same and the cutest#as she asks her pirate boyfriend on a date#and then you see the differences in killian’s expression as he looks at her#and realize nothing is the same and everything hurts
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— and you know heroes make the best legends // k.s.
One year with Once Upon a Time: 172 | 366
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Fleetwood Mac | Silver Springs Live (1997)
During a taping of a Fleetwood Mac reunion show later released as The Dance, shit once again got very real. Midway through the bridge of a non-album rarity called “Silver Springs,” Nicks turned and faced her former flame as she sang the song’s rueful bridge: “Time cast a spell on you, but you won’t forget me/ I know I could have loved you but you would not let me.” The pair locked eyes, and Nicks gradually built to a cathartic howl – “I’ll follow you down ’til the sound of my voice will haunt you/ You’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you” indicating that, for her at least, resolution had never really come.
Suddenly, “Silver Springs,” a song written for Rumours but left off the finished album and relegated to B-side status, seemed like the key to the entire messy and enthralling saga of Fleetwood Mac’s most beloved lineup.
Rumours became a theatrical affair, with the exes addressing one another’s faults, their own pain and a storm of other topics related to their respective heartbreaks. “Silver Springs” was Nicks’ tribute to the fairy-tale ending that never was. The title came from Silver Spring, Maryland: While passing through the town on tour, Nicks romanticised the name. “It sounded like a pretty fabulous place to me, it’s a whole symbolic thing of what [Lindsey] could have been to me.”
The track’s primary exposure was as a B side to “Go Your Own Way” Buckingham’s own expression of anger and revenge against Nicks, where he claimed that “packin’ up, shackin’ up is all you wanna do.”
"He knew it wasn’t true. It was just an angry thing that he said,” Nicks told of the “packin’ up, shackin’ up” line. “Every time those words would come onstage, I wanted to go over and kill him. He knew it. He really pushed my buttons through that. It was like, ‘I’ll make you suffer for leaving me.’ And I did.”
Of course, Nicks had the exact same motivation when she wrote “Silver Springs.” She explained the song’s message as “I’m so angry with you. You will listen to me on the radio for the rest of your life, and it will bug you. I hope it bugs you.”
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