#captain swan fic prompt

[middlemistcs13]

Here’s a mix of prompts from @novelbear with some CS fluff! 

Prompts: letting them take a sip of your drink, then another, then another, then- you might as well let them keep it + when they are holding your hand and absently place a kiss on your knuckles + “i look like a mess” “the prettiest mess”

The Summer Bash

She loved her husband. She really, and truly loved him. She also loved her job. It gave her a sense of purpose and made her feel like her life meant something. However, this stupid party her husband asked her to come to of course had to be on the same night she had to put in some overtime to try and catch their suspect. It was never easy being a police detective, and Emma knew that. It just would be nice if she could get off work at a decent time every once in a while. Or at least on the evenings she already had things planned. Thankfully she packed her outfit and make-up bag with her just in case this happened, she mused as she drove over to one of Killian’s college friend’s houses where the start of the summer party was happening. She was able to manage her hair in a braid down her back despite the heat in Boston today and the numerous hours she spent outside on the case. 

As she pulled up to Robin’s house, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Robin was a super nice and friendly guy, and Emma genuinely liked hanging out with him. His fiance Regina, on the other hand, was a bit much. She came from a wealthy family, and both Robin and Regina made a good amount of money in their jobs they got after they finished their bachelor’s degrees. Regina made more than Emma and Killian ever would- combined. Their house was one of the nicest houses she’d ever been inside of. She parked her bug- Killian was constantly irritated that Emma didn’t just sell the thing and get a “more reliable and safe vehicle”- and made her way towards the large steps that adorned the front of the house. Emma didn’t bother knocking, just quietly slipped in the front door and immediately went in search of her husband. 

Emma found Killian on the back patio standing around with some of their closest friends- David and Mary Margaret, as well as August and Belle. Seeing him made the tension in her shoulders instantly dissolve, and she walked up and hugged him from behind. 

“What?” Killian asked, alarmed at some random body hugging him. He turned slightly until he saw her blond wisps of hair loose from her braid. “Oh, hello my love. I’ve missed you.” 

“Hey. Missed you too. Sorry, I’m late,” Emma replied, before pecking Killian on his lips. She was tempted to go in for another kiss after the busy and stressful day she had, but their friends were standing in front of them. She could work off her stress when they got home and were behind closed doors. She smiled and greeted their friends, before spying Killian’s drink in his left hand. “Ooh, what is that?” 

“Some sort of mixer Regina made. It’s fruity, sort of like watermelon. It’s pretty decent,” Killian said before his wife was taking the drink out of his hand. She gingerly took a sip of the concoction, before grinning and taking another sip. 

“This seems way too fruity for you, babe. There’s no rum?” Emma asked. 

“No rum, so the punch was holding me over since I will not be drinking those blasted beers Robin decided to buy.” Emma nodded her head before taking another sip of his drink and leaning into him. He was about to ask for his drink back and tell her to go get her own, but that was when he noticed the dark circles under her eyes. He knew she had a stressful case going on right now. She came home late last night and left around 5 this morning. His last final of the semester wasn’t until 2 pm, so he was able to sleep in once she left. But the fact of the matter was, Emma looked exhausted. He also knew she was willing to go to this party, but she didn’t love being social after she had to work later than planned. He decided not to say anything about his drink that she had now downed half of, and instead opted to pull her closer to his side and kiss her gently on the head. She looked up at him and smiled, a beautiful thing despite her obvious tiredness. “You look stunning, love.” He quietly said. 

“I look like a mess.” She retorted. 

“The prettiest mess.”

“I actually got dressed in the locker room bathroom and haphazardly braided my hair. Don’t think that equates to ‘pretty’ or ‘stunning’ mister.” Emma commented while raising her eyebrows as if to challenge him to say more. 

“While that might be true, you’re still my wife. My wife who I happen to find absolutely stunning regardless of clothing or hairstyle or the amount of make-up you have on. So, yes. You look stunning and pretty and beautiful and lovely. And I will always see you like that, no matter what.” 

“Don’t get sappy on me now, Jones,” Emma smirked, but her soft smile usually reserved for him came out despite her best efforts to disguise it with a smirk. The couple re-joined the conversation their friends were having, which involved discussions of what color they should paint the nursery for the Nolan baby who was due in five months. 

“Mary Margaret, I think you have some time before you talk about nursery colors. You guys still haven’t moved into your new place yet.” Emma smiled, secretly very excited to be an “aunt”. David was like a brother to her, ever since they were next-door neighbors in high school. David was two years older than Emma, and he definitely got very protective over her in high school and in college. Luckily, Emma was now married to her best friend after 5 years of being together, so David’s overprotective speeches were now over. 

“I know, but there’s still another week and a half before we move, and I have to have something to look forward to! School is out for the summer, so now all my thoughts are about the baby!” She gushed. Mary Margaret was also like a sister to Emma, but they couldn’t have more different personalities. Mary Margaret was always so optimistic, talking about hope, and happily ever afters and if there was one thing Mary Margaret loved more than almost anything, it was girl talk. Emma, on the other hand, was relatively pessimistic. Growing up an orphan bouncing from group home to foster home back to group home will do that to a person. Emma also preferred solitude with only Killian over large gatherings, and Emma positively despised “girl talk”. But, for the sake of one of her closest friends, Emma sucked it up and listened to Mary Margaret rattle on about all things baby.  

After an hour and a half of mingling and small talk, Emma was about ready to go home. She was tired, mentally and physically, and nothing sounded better than snuggling up with Kllian under their soft comforter. Almost as if he could sense her thoughts, Killian brought their clasped hands up and kissed their entwined fingers. 

“About ready to go, love?” He asked. She nodded her head eagerly before they made their rounds saying goodbye to all the party-goers. David and Mary Margaret picked up Killian on their way to the party, knowing that Emma was going to arrive late and they could carpool back to their apartment together. They silently walked out to Emma’s bug with Killian’s arm around her shoulders. 

“How was your last exam today?” Emma asked quietly when they reached the car. 

“I think it went pretty well, I will get my grade posted by the end of the week. I am glad to be finished for the semester, however. That means I get to spend more time with my lovely wife,” Killian smiled, giving Emma’s knuckles a kiss and squeezing her hand gently. Killian was getting his master’s in marine biology and spent his free afternoons and nights working at his brother’s bar on the harbor. 

“That just means you get to spend more time at the Jolly Roger. But, I am proud of you Killian. One more year of school before you’re all done, babe. That’s a huge accomplishment.” Emma said. Killian smiled at her words and accepted her compliments quietly. 

“You know I just work at the bar to help out with money, love. If I end up working too much for your liking, just tell me, and I can reduce my hours or quit. I can find a day job for the summer or something.” Killian said. 

“No, I know you make really good money working at the bar. It’s just been a rough few days, and I miss you. But, I’m off until noon tomorrow, so at least we get some quality time in the morning,” Emma said hopefully. 

“Of course, my love. I couldn’t dream of a better start to the day than spending time with you.” 

[kmomof4]

Awwwwwwww

It’s been seven months since we were in the same place

[snowbellewells]

Halloween ReRuns: Something Spicy & Something Sweet ;P

So, I had started the first of my Autumn Prompt Bingo Card stories and had hoped to be able to post it, but it isn't ready yet. Then, I had the thought that I could post a couple of stories I've written for previous Autumns/Halloweens and maybe some new people would see and enjoy them who hadn't before. The "spicy" one (which, it's me, so for most people probably not actually that spicy) was written for @kmomof4's birthday in mid-October some years back, and the sweet one is totally self-indulgent, prompted by a hilarious post I saw on here once about what Killian would make of the Girl Scouts and their cookie sales, and how he would be a total pushover for them and buy all the cookies.

Anyway, if you're interested, here are a couple of my older Halloween fics for your evening's entertainment!

Spicy: "The Sweetest Treat"

Summary: After Storybrooke’s first Harvest Day Festival winds down, Emma has a sweet and sultry surprise in store for her pirate husband.  (hard T - or maybe an M?)

Sweet: "Do-Si-Dos and Tagalongs"

Summary: Originally written for a CS Halloweek on Tumblr... featuring lots of fluff and a pirate captain who can't resist adorably mischievous Girl Scouts. ;)

Set somewhere in the vague post-s6 future, assuming everyone had stayed in Storybrooke and they all carried on from the happy beginning we saw in the Season 6 finale.  

Tagging a few who might enjoy: @jennjenn615 @booksteaandtoomuchtv @anmylica @xarandomdreamx @lfh1226-linda

@xsajx @bluewildcatfanatic @apiratewhopines @whimsicallyenchantedrose @jrob64 @goforlaunchcee

@belovedcreation @myfearless-love @teamhook @revanmeetra87

@stahlop @jonesfandomfanatic @eastwesthomeisbest @spartanguard @ultraluckycatnd

@searchingwardrobes @gingerchangeling @gingerpolyglot @motherkatereloyshipper @bromfieldhall

@everything-person @undercaffinatednightmare @caught-in-the-filter @elizabeethan @donteattheappleshook

@shady-swan-jones @let-it-raines @the-darkdragonfly @therooksshiningknight @resident-of-storybrooke

[kmomof4]

12 (Actually 13) Days of Captain Swan Fic Recs!!!

And we are back with Day 7!!! @totheendoftheworldortime is known as the Queen of Smut, and boy is that title deserved!! She is the author of some of my favorite smutty fics which are all linked below!! Be forewarned, you'll likely need a cold shower when you read her fics!!!

Any iteration of the Swan Jones Trio or Family, of which she has 3 fics - actually 7, but 5 of them are part of the original Swan Jones Trio series, Unlocked - Rated E - An unusual one night leaves Emma Swan enthralled with Killian and Liam Jones, visiting English Naval officers. Modern AU.

Mischief Reimagined - Rated E - OUAT/HP Crossover. The Swan Jones Trio embarks on a new adventure as the Triwizard Tournament returns to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Cross Every Line - Rated E - Swan Jones Family - Rated E - Following a bad break up, Emma Swan goes to a bar and meets a man named Jones.

The fics above are all polyamory, the fics following are exclusively Emma and Killian.

Poem Without Words - Rated E - Looking to make some extra money, college senior Emma Swan takes a post as a model for Professor Killian Jones’ art class. Sparks fly on both sides. Will they give into temptation?

We Own Tonight - Rated E - The King and Queen of Arendelle are dead, lost at sea. Princess Emma of Misthaven wishes to attend her friend Elsa’s coronation. Her parents agree on one condition: she accepts a bodyguard for the duration of her stay in the foreign kingdom. Their choice? Lieutenant Killian Jones, of the Royal Navy.

Out of Sight and sequel I Can't Change the World - Both Rated E - AU Fic Prompt: Pilot scene where Emma is in that pink dress. She has a date with a thief that she’s been trying to catch for a while; Killian Jones. He ends up being more than she ever expected and Emma finds herself attracted to Killian no matter how hard she tries to fight it. And then they bang. ICCW picks up 8mos after OoS.

Within Temptation - Rated E - A newly arrived Captain Hook confronts Emma in Granny's diner, but not for the reason he thinks.

Enjoy all the hotness and I'll be back tomorrow with Day 8!!!

[princess-and-the-swan]

Captain Swan Fic Recs

I'm a slut for captain swan fics and for years I've lived off of the cs fic recs and masterlists other people have made so I thought I'd pay it forward and make one of my own. I'll be sure to come back and add more that I think of or happen to stumble upon. I hope y'all enjoy these as much as I have :))

Created: 05/03/2024

*** denotes fics I have/would 100% reread

MC Modern AUs (Misc.)

***Pan Says by HollyELeigh

Rating: E

Summary: After waking up in a strange room with a naked stranger, Emma and Killian must endure the twisted game their kidnapper insists they play in order to gain provisions and avoid punishments.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: In-progress

Tags: kidnapping, smut, mild dubcon

***Amaranthine by caprelloidea

Rating: M

Summary: In which soulmates are rare, and those that have them stop aging at adulthood. Rarer still – and dangerously conspicuous – are those that have special abilities. Immortality and powers alike fade when soulmates come in close proximity with their other half. In which Emma’s touch heals, and Killian’s kills.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: soulmates

Learning to Love (Again) by captain_k_jones

Rating: M

Summary: In the wake of his crumbling marriage, Killian Jones turns to his best friend Emma Swan for help. Even though Emma had just ended a two year long relationship she is more than happy to welcome Killian and Nate, his eleven month old son, into her home. What neither of them expect is to learn how to love again through each other.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Abandoned (as of 09-08-2017)

Tags: incomplete, divorced!killian, daddy!killian, friends to lovers, roommates

The Trouble with Faking It by nowforruin

Rating: E

Summary: Killian Jones is one drunken mistake from never setting foot on a movie set again. Enter Emma Swan, the woman his manager has paid to pretend to date him and clean up his image. It seems straightforward enough...but there's always trouble with faking it.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: fake dating, actor!killian, pining

Bitter Hearts (middle of the ride) by bookstoreromantic

Rating: T

Summary: Fresh out of prison, Emma’s not a student at Boston University. She’s just using the library while she studies for her GED exams. Killian doesn’t know that though, and Emma doesn’t ever want him to find out. Not when he’s the first friend she’s had in years.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: college au, friends to lovers

Let’s Just Be Us by colormyheartred

Rating: T

Summary: Three-shot. Based upon a prompt about rockstar!Killian and movie star!Emma secretly dating, but those pesky fans figure it out.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: rockstar!killian, actress!emma, secret dating

***Tutor Me by Lovingcsfanfiction

Rating: T

Summary: Killian just got accepted to Harvard and needs to find a way to pay for college. Emma is struggling in her senior math course and needs to raise her grade if she wants to graduate on time. What happens when an academically driven boy winds up tutoring one of the most popular girls at Storybrooke High?

Relationship: Lieutenant Duckling

Status: Complete

Tags: high school au, friends to lovers, pining, fluff

***More Than A Memory by always-been-a-pirate

Rating: M

Summary: He didn't remember much. He didn't remember her. The accident changed their lives and sent Emma into a tailspin, desperate for Killian to come back to her. But when he finally wakes up from his coma, the past six years are gone. He has no recollection of their love, but Emma refuses to give up on them. She's got her work cut out for her, but some memories are worth fighting for.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: married, amnesia, light smut

***Counting Down the Days by Montana-Rosalie

Rating: M

Summary: Emma is a time-traveler. Killian is always waiting for her to return.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Tags: Time travel, angst, smut

MC Canon-Divergence AUs 

***Until We Meet Again by searchingwardrobes

Rating: T

Summary: As a joke, Liam Jones pays a gypsy to show 15-year-old Killian his true love in her magic mirror. When Killian looks in the mirror, he falls through realms and time until coming face to face with a 15-year-old Emma Swan.

Relationship: Lieutenant Duckling

Status: Complete

Tags: canon-divergence, fluff

***the princess and the pirate by gingergenower

Rating: M

Summary: The curse never happened, and her royal highness Princess Emma is kidnapped by the pirates aboard the Jolly Roger. Neither side realise what they're getting themselves into.

Relationship: Captain Duckling

Status: Complete with separate epilogue

Tags: princess!emma, pirate!hook, light smut, slowish burn, kidnapping

A Toast to What If by HollyELeigh

Rating: M

Summary: Immediately following the end of WWII, Killian Jones and Emma Swan have a serendipitous meeting upon a train platform while each travels to their respective homes. When Emma’s traveling companion fails to arrive, she offers Killian her extra ticket so he isn’t forced to spend the night on a hard bench outside the station’s office. Once aboard, Emma receives devastating news - her lover has abandoned her to face her family alone with the news she is pregnant, and now, without a fiance. Moved with compassion, and a willingness to put off what is (or rather, what is not) awaiting him at home, Killian offers to go with her to face her family. They concoct a scheme to get married then have Killian “abandon” her a few weeks afterward, leaving her with no other option than to seek a divorce. A plan that will cast him as the villain and leave her somewhat blameless in her family’s eyes.

Falling in love with one another along the way wasn’t a part of the plan.

Relationship: Lieutenant Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: fake marriage AU; post WWII setting, historical, unplanned pregnancy 

Somebody that I used to know by I_should_be_doing_other_things

Rating: M

Summary: Emma and Hook’s adventure into the past took a different turn than either of them could’ve predicted, and a small overnight trip turned into two and a half years of bliss. But now they’re back. And things have changed. And he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to survive it.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: time-travel, hurt/comfort, pregnancy, smut

MC Enchanted Forest/No Curse AU

A Sailor’s Tale by Dreamtalker1

Rating: M

Summary: After the Dark Ones assaulted the Enchanted Forest and occupied the Royal Castle, princess Emma and her bodyguard Ruby are on the run. To stay undercover, Emma travels disguised as a boy. By accident, they find themselves on the Jolly Roger in the hands of the infamous Captain Hook as stowaways. To save Ruby's life, Emma trades herself to the pirate as a cabin boy. Keeping her secret among dangerous buccaneers, will push her beyond her limits. In order to survive, she has to overcome her insecurities and stand up for herself.

Relationship: Captain Duckling

Status: Complete

Tags: no curse, princess emma, pirate killian, stowaway, ransom, undercover, smut

Only the Beginning by 4getfulimaginator

Rating: E

Summary: When Princess Emma and Lieutenant Killian Jones are shipwrecked on an island that forces you to confront your greatest temptations and deepest desires, the sparks that have always existed between the two are sure to come to an unbridled head.

Relationship: Lieutenant Duckling

Status: Complete

Tags: no curse, shipwreck, castaways au, pwp, smut

her crowning glory by emmaofmisthaven

Rating: T

Summary: The laws are clear: to be crowned Queen of Eala, a princess has to be married. Emma has a month to find a husband, or else the crown will be snatched from her and given to the only other heir to the throne, one Killian Jones.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Status: Complete

Tags: the princess diaries au, princess!emma, prince!killian

One Shots

Theoretically by wtvoc

Rating: E

Summary: Emma's friend Killian has a reputation for sleeping around (and so does she). When he gives her a surprising gift on her thirtieth birthday, something about it unleashes the question she's been wondering for years: is he really as good as they say?

Relationship: Captain Swan

Tags: friends with benefits, smut, friends to lovers, modern au

all i want is the taste your lips allow by bisexual-killian-jones (aelover867)

Rating: M

Summary: Emma and Killian are in a pickle. They have crushes on the Cassidy cousins, but they are none-the-wiser. Enter Killian's idea of pretending to date to make Milah and Neal jealous. This couldn't possibly go wrong.

Relationship: Captain Swan

Tags: friends to lovers, modern au, fake dating

[steamystrangerfics]

This is how ouat actually went. You can’t change my mind.

Prompt: some 3B canon (or canon divergence) smut pleeeeassseee

“Thank you again,” Emma says softly as her feet move over the carpet in the back hallway of Granny’s Bed and Breakfast.

“For what, Swan?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “Everything, I guess. Being kind to my kid, making sure that Regina didn’t destroy any lives in her anger, placating my father with all of his questions.”

Killian nudges his shoulder into hers as they walk, a quick push that has her nearly losing her footing as they come up to his room at the end of the hall. She’d say that she’s had too much to drink, but she hasn’t had anything more than a sip of Killian’s beer. “Is that all you have to thank me for then? Because I remember a few other things happening that I believe require a bit of gratitude.”

His brows move up and down his forehead, little lines following them, and idly Emma wonders just how long he’s spent perfecting that move. He was in Neverland for hundreds of years. There’s no way he spent all the time avoiding lost boys. He had to have done something else, and he is extremely good at the eyebrow thing and knowing just how to charm someone.

Thoughts of Neverland and gratitude bring her back to their first kiss, a push and pull of desire and impulse that felt damn good.

Not good enough. Not for how they are now.

Who would have ever thought there would be another kiss past that first one? A one-time thing, she’d said.

(She lied.)

Emma chuckles and backs herself up against his room’s door while Killian leans his shoulder against the wall, close but not close enough. Not when less than an hour ago she got to feel his lips move against hers, soft and gentle and everything she hasn’t allowed herself to feel in over a decade of momentary satisfaction instead of lingering happiness. It was overwhelming but good, and Emma’s still in such a haze that she doesn’t quite believe that it was real.

Good things in her life so rarely are, and she’s having to get used to accepting that maybe, just maybe, the rug isn’t always going to be pulled out from underneath her.

Keep reading

[whimsicallyenchantedrose]

Season 3 Rewatch Drabbles: 3x21 Snow Drifts (Part 1)

Summary:  A series of 100-500 word drabbles to accompany my    rewatch of season 3 of Once Upon a Time.  There will be a drabble–either a deleted scene, a “fix it” fic or a character musing for each episode of the season.  Focus will be on Emma, Henry, the Charmings and Killian–with an emphasis on Captain Swan’s epic love story.

Word Count: 334

Other Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (20) (21) (22) (24) (25) (26) (27) (28)

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Notes: I knew there was no way I could stick to just one drabble an episode for the CS movie, so I didn't even try. There will be 2 drabbles for 3x21 and 4 for 3x22. They are all written, so the plan is to post one per day until they're all posted.

Note #2: Thank you to @hollyethecurious for this prompt!

The first time he did it, it was instinctual.  Emma knew that. Regina’s (or the Evil Queen’s or…whatever) guards came galloping down the dirt road, and Killian simply acted, grabbing her, pulling her behind a tree, covering her body with his. It had shocked her for a moment until she realized what he was doing and why.

(Not to mention the shock to her system it was to feel his warmth, his scent, him enveloping her, but that was something she was determined not to dwell upon.)

The second time, she was starting to get suspicious.  No more than five minutes after the incident with the queen, he’d pinned her against another tree, and this time he’d lingered for a few seconds longer.

(Surely there must be some cardiac ramifications to her heart beating so quickly.)

“My apologies, Swan,” he’d said with a smirk that looked anything but repentant.  “I thought I heard the guards again.”

By the third time it happened, she knew it was deliberate.

He'd grabbed her, tucked her in front of him and placed his hands beside her head.

(Had it Suddenly gotten  a lot hotter here in the Enchanted Forest?)

“What…” her voice sounded far too breathless.  She cleared her throat and started again. “What are you doing?”

“I heard something,” Killian insisted.

A moment later a tiny brown rabbit hopped placidly past, and Emma let out a peal of laughter.

“Seriously Hook? A bunny?” She asked, mirth still coloring her tone as he stepped back and she turned around to look at him.

He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at her.  “One can't be too careful, Love. Rabbits can be bloody terrifying.”

Her peal of laughter brought a genuine smile to his face as they resumed their trek.

They were certainly in a bad situation, trapped in the past like this, but if she had to be here, she certainly could have had a worse companion.

Even if he did flirt shamelessly and manufacture reasons to embrace her.

NEXT CHAPTER->

[cssns]

Please welcome @beckettj to the CSSNS!

How long have you been in the CS/OUAT fandom?

3 years

When did you start shipping Captain Swan?

Pretty much from episode 2.05. My friend responsible for introducing me to the show had already told me about CS and I jumped on board from their first interaction.

What drew you to this event?

I had a ghost fic I started and then abandoned a few years back. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to bring it back to life.

What inspired your topic?

Been playing about with a few fics about ghosts for a few years now, none of which have ever seen the light of day - not sure of the original inspiration for it, but it's certainly a story which has been begging to be told in one form or another. Also inspired by lots of trapped in an elevator prompts throughout the years.

If you would like to share a snippet/sneak peek/summary of your fic or artwork, please use the space below.

Working Summary: Killian Jones is constantly moving but getting nowhere, trapped. Then a woman comes into his world, a woman who might just change everything if only he could get her attention; a feat easier said than done. Emma Swan quickly learns to loathe the elevator in her apartment block. It increasingly feels like the thing is out to mess with her life. But during a brush with death, Emma catches a glimpse of love in the least expected of places; the very elevator meddling with her life. Snippet: “There’s always a ghost in here, there has been for years, trapped against his will, anchored to this very elevator. That’s what the flickering lights are, spectral energy interference. Everything else? The music and the control interference, even this supposed breakdown - that’s all him, crying out to be heard.” “Alright, I’ll bite. I’ve seen your show. It’s all about telling the ghost’s story in hopes of helping them move on. So go on then, what’s this ghost’s story?” A glint of mystery appeared in his blue eyes and he responded enigmatically, “It’s not my story to tell, but who knows? One day, it may be yours.” The elevator whirred, lurching abruptly as it kicked back into motion. There was enough time for one run through of the newly selected song snippet, ‘If there’s something strange, in your neighbourhood, who ya gonna call? Ghostbusters!’ before the elevator reached its scheduled stop. Ping!

What are you looking forward to most about participating in this event?*

Reading all the fics and seeing all the artwork that comes from this event!

Ghost stories are the best! @beckettj will be starting off the CSSNS event by dropping her fic on 7/1! Make sure to say hi to her on Tumblr or Discord.

[idristardis]

And So We Meet Again

OUAT/Captain Swan - Rated very mild T

A/N: Okay, so after four years (literally) and more than a few false starts and rewrites, I have at long last finished this Captain Swan fic. I received a prompt for a fic based on an "accidental hug" around four years ago, quickly wrote the first section of this fic and then, just...nothing. Somehow a month or so ago, I got inspired again, dusted it off, and wrote (and rewrote) sections two and three...and....voila! I'm both inspired that I could do it, and afraid that I've forgotten how to write...but here goes nothin'!!

I think I tagged everyone who asked - apologies if I missed you!!

Word Count: 3,669

Read it on: AO3

“Heeeeey, hiiiiii!” The cheery shout was all the warning Killian had before a blur of red leather and long blonde hair barreled into him, knocking him back a few steps and forcing most of the air from his lungs. 

(He managed to hang onto the bag containing Liam’s birthday present as her momentum spun them nearly all the way around in a circle - but only just).

“Er, hello,” he croaked, fumbling to find his footing and regain his breath. “I think you might have the wrong person, lass. I’m new to the area and I don’t believe we’ve met.”

The unknown woman looked up at him, and Killian promptly lost his newly restored ability to speak. She was…well, there was no word for it other than stunning. Wide, jade-colored eyes set under strong brows, a gloriously riotous golden tumble of hair spilling down over her shoulders, and soft pink lips that were stretched into a mischievous grin.

“I know we haven’t,” she replied, laughter coloring her tone. She didn’t seem phased in the slightest to be standing as they were, still pressed closely together. His arm had gone around her when they’d first collided - an instinct, purely to prevent her from toppling over, of course - and his free hand was pressed to the small of her back to steady her. One of her hands was braced on his shoulder, the other on his chest - as happenstance would have it, right over his heart. The warmth of her palms seemed to sink right into his muscles where she touched him, though her words put a bit of a damper on the situation. “And I've definitely got the wrong person."

“Oi! That’s not fair, lass. We barely know each other - you didn’t have to agree that quickly,” he teased, feigning a slightly offended tone. “You’d give a lesser man a complex.”

She raised her eyebrows before executing an impressive eyeroll and Killian found himself unexpectedly captivated and charmed. "I meant you weren't who I was intending to hug.” She shrugged slightly without ever stepping away from his arms. “It wasn’t a comment on the general state of your...uh...rightness.”

He chuckled. "I was only teasing - I’d gathered as much,” he murmured, smiling down at her. “Though I have to ask why, if it was an accident, is it...uh…still going on?” He tilted his head inquiringly and continued. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you.”

She looked up and their gazes met and locked. Her eyes bored unblinkingly into his, searching for something - perhaps trying to gauge the sincerity of his words. She must have found what she was looking for, because after a long moment her shoulders relaxed and she huffed out a wry chuckle. “It’s kind of an embarrassing story.”

Killian simply looked at her patiently. “I’m sure it can’t be that bad. Why don’t you let me decide?” He tilted his head expectantly, silently prompting her and hoping that she’d continue.

She hesitated for a moment and he smiled encouragingly. “I don’t even know your name,” she mused, but he could tell from her tone that she’d already decided to share the story with him. For some reason he couldn’t quite put his finger on, Killian was very glad that she had - he’d only just met her, and all he knew was that he wasn’t ready for her to slip back into the throngs of shoppers packing the mall on this drizzly Saturday afternoon and disappear.

“Killian Jones,” he murmured with a wink, and a slight wiggle of his eyebrows. “At your service.”

She rolled her eyes again at his antics, but this time she also smiled back at him, something warm softening her gaze as they continued to stand close, inhabiting each other’s space. Without turning around, she tilted her head and jerked it pointedly a couple of times until Killian realized she wanted him to look in the direction she was indicating. “See that guy over there in the leather jacket? About two stores back and to my right?”

Killian scanned the modest crowd milling about in the nearby section of the mall’s main concourse. It took him a moment, but then sure enough, right in front of the bookstore, he spotted the man his new acquaintance must be referring to. He was tall, with warm brown hair that curled gently and a short beard. He was wearing a leather bomber jacket and dark jeans. Once he’d gotten a good look, Killian nodded. “Yes. Your intended hug-target, I assume?”

She sighed, though it didn’t sound sad so much as resigned. “Yep. That’s my ex. He’s...look, I’m probably about to overshare, but it’s the only way to explain, well, how we,” she gestured between them for a moment before returning her hand to his shoulder, “got here.”

Killian shrugged slightly. “I’m not judging you, lass.” 

“Right, right,” she exhaled deeply, seeming to gather her thoughts. “Okay, so...he’s a good guy, my ex, but it just didn’t work out. We dated, on and off, for about six months...ish, before deciding that we were better as friends, and then - almost before I knew what was happening, he got a job offer and packed up and moved to Portland about four months ago.”

“You stayed in touch, I take it?” Killian asked, curious as to where this story was going.

She nodded, glancing up at him again. “We’d been friends before we dated so we stayed friends after. He’s been back a couple of times to visit and whenever we see each other, I just sorta-”

“Gently tackle him?” Killian teased, prompting his still unnamed acquaintance to slap his arm lightly with the hand that rested on his shoulder.

“Basically. It was just kind of a joke, a harmless thing we did...something we always did, as long as we’ve known each other...but this time...it’s a bit complicated.”

Just then, a flash of movement in the near-distance off to the woman’s right caught Killian’s eye. A petite brunette with a kind face, wide smile, and bright blue eyes stepped out of the bookstore. She was impeccably dressed, all the way from her tidily styled hair down to the sky high heels that had looked impossible to walk in - though somehow she managed it with grace. Objectively, Killian could admit to himself that she was quite pretty - though personally he was far more captivated by the as-yet-unnamed stunner who was still wrapped in his arms.

The brunette approached the mystery woman’s ex, curling herself into his side and stretching upwards to kiss him - perhaps just a shade too passionately for the middle of the afternoon at the Storybrooke Mall, not that that really mattered to Killian.

“Ah, yep...yes. I think I see the...complication, as it were. They seem rather cozy, don’t they?”

“Uh huh...and that’s great for Graham. I’m absolutely thrilled for him - I just don’t want his new girlfriend’s first impression of me to be as a so-called jealous ex who, quite literally, can’t keep her hands to herself. Especially when I’m not actually jealous, you know?”

Killian nodded. “Makes sense to me, lass.”

“Unfortunately, Graham neglected to mention that he was bringing her on this trip...so I only found out when I spotted her for myself just as they kissed before she ducked into the bookstore a moment or two ago - but by then it was too late, I’d already-”

“Launched yourself at him?” Killian supplied with a chuckle, causing her to narrow her eyes at him and frown - though he thought he could see amusement tugging at the edges of her mouth. He raised his eyebrows at her, a wide-eyed, innocent expression settling over his face. She glared playfully at him in return - at least he hoped it was playful.

“Yeah, something like that…then had to adjust course last minute and, well, here we are,” she murmured, a sheepish grin finally breaking over her face. “Look, I’ve taken up a good chunk of your time with my nonsense, and you’ve been really great about it. But if they’ve gone, I’ve gotta go myself - Graham, or, well, I guess, they will be looking for me down by the fountain in the atrium, which was where he and I were actually supposed to meet. I’d just spotted him early and, well…you know the rest.”

Reluctantly, Killian pulled his gaze from hers and scanned the area behind her - quickly realizing that there was no sign of this mystery blonde’s ex and his current paramour anywhere. Glancing down at her, his lips involuntarily twisted in a wry grin. “Coast is clear,” he informed her, hoping that he didn’t sound as disappointed as he felt to have their brief, odd interaction coming to an end. He stepped back from her slowly, his arms receding, fingertips trailing lightly down her sides as he moved out of her space.

Maybe he was just indulging in a bit of wishful thinking, but it seemed that she was just as loath to pull away as he was, a slightly unfocused daze clouding her brilliant green eyes and making her look just a bit entranced before she shook her head to clear it. “Thanks, Killian,” she murmured with a smile. “It was nice to meet you - even if it was a surprise.”

He nodded in agreement as she stepped a bit further away. “I agree, love.” She turned and began hurrying away down the mall’s central walkway before something occurred to him. “Wait!” he called after her. “You still didn’t tell me your name!”

She turned, and though it was hard to tell with the distance now between them, he thought she winked. Her voice was decidedly mischievous as she called back to him. “You seem like a smart guy…I’m sure you’ll figure it out sooner or later!” After that, she turned away again and disappeared into the crowd of shoppers.

Killian chuckled to himself as he watched her go. “Oh, challenge accepted love….”

~*~*~*~*~

“Swan! At last…I’ve been looking all over for you!” Emma had only a moment to look up from the bakery window where she’d been moping over the empty bear claw display and turn to brace herself for impact before the owner of the voice with the smooth-as-silk British lilt (who had fueled more than a few of her recent daydreams if she were being honest) enveloped her in an embrace, sliding his arm around her waist and pulling her into his side. 

For a brief moment, she was so lulled by the very tempting smells of leather, salt, and his deeply spicy cologne as it wrapped around her that she didn’t react much to being tugged against him. She enjoyed their close proximity for a moment, taking the opportunity to sneak an inhale of his amazing scent before giving herself a mental shake and pulling back slightly. Arching an eyebrow at him, she replied teasingly. “I see you managed to figure out my name after all - I have to admit, I’m kinda impressed.”

“Ah, I’d like to think I’m fairly resourceful, Swan,” he murmured, glancing back over his shoulder briefly before turning back to her. “But not to diminish my own skills…this is a very small town. It didn’t take too long to figure out that the sheriff likes to come into Granny’s diner a few times a week for lunch, or that you,” he tapped the badge fixed to her belt with the index finger of his free hand, “were said sheriff.”

“Well done, Jones,” she smiled at him again. “Although, I do have to ask…what’s up with, uh, this?” she swept her hand back and forth between them in a gesture that encompassed where the two of them were nestled together. “It seems we’ve found ourselves in a familiar position.”

As she indicated the lack of space between them, Killian sighed heavily and turned them so that they were facing the wide picture window on the front of All You Knead, but he wasn’t looking down at the remaining pastries the bakery had to offer. Instead, his eyes flickered up and to their left. He tilted his head closer to her, murmuring softly. “D’you see the two women across the street and down by the clothing shop?”

Emma forced away the cascade of goosebumps that started to skitter down her arm at the sensation of his breath washing over her ear and neck - get a grip, Emma! - and focused on the women he’d indicated. They were a bit far away, a couple of blocks or so, but the perfectly-arranged, designer black hat perched atop an artfully upswept tangle of red curls was unmistakable, as were the jagged, black-and-white asymmetrical locks that passed for an avant garde hairstyle in sleepy Storybrooke. “Oh…I see. You’ve met some members of our so-called local coven, have you?” she joked, a grin pulling at the corner of her mouth. “Zelena Mills and Cruella DeVille - and yes, if you can believe it, those are their real names.”

In turn, his lips pulled into a frustrated scowl. That should not be so sexy - stop it, stop it, Emma! “Bloody hell,” he muttered, “are they always so…so…”

“Invasive? Pushy? Disturbingly thirsty?” Emma supplied, her grin growing wider as she watched a pink flush spread down Killian’s neck and disappear beneath the collar of his button down.

“Yes, yes, and bloody damn-it-all, yes.” He shot a look at her out of the corner of his eye before returning his gaze to the window and keeping an eye on the other women in the glass. “I’ve run into them once or twice since my brother Liam and I moved here…usually when I’m in Granny’s or somewhere where there were more people about, but today…well,” he hesitated, “...they were a bit more…overt than they’ve ever been before.”

Emma tilted her head inquisitively and caught his eye in their window reflection. She wanted to return the favor of the kindness he’d shown her a few months ago when she’d gotten into a silly predicament with Graham and his new girlfriend. Echoing what Killian had said to her then, she nodded at him to continue. “I promise, you can tell me and I won’t judge.”

Killian glanced again at the women’s progress in the window and turned a bit, moving Emma along with him and starting to walk slowly down the street away from them. “I was in the clothing shop just a bit ago…looking for a few new shirts, mainly. Well, I was in the changing room and…” he trailed off for a moment and swallowed hard before continuing, “...the changing room walls are unfortunately very thin and sound carries rather easily from the main sales floor, which I suspect they might have known. They were not making any effort to hide what they were saying - and most of it was about me. Let’s just say that I’ve caught their attention in a way I never sought to, and their, er, carnal imaginations are rather vivid.”

“Oh my God, that is….well, that’s just awful.” Emma involuntarily shuddered a bit as she sympathized with Killian’s discomfort, but was still a bit puzzled as to how that led to her sharing the current moment with him. “But then why did you come sweep me up like you did?”

He chuckled slightly, and his free hand reached up and scratched at a spot just behind his right ear. “Well, that is both a happy accident and a bit embarrassing,” he said, looking down at her as they walked. “Er, I was so eager to get out of the shop and away from where those women were lying in wait that I just, well I guess you could say I bolted and headed right out the door. You just happened to be in my eyeline as soon as I left the shop…luckily for me. But honestly, Swan, I’d been hoping to run into you again for a while, so I was very glad it was you.”

“Well, I’m glad I could return the favor and help you out of a jam, even if it is a kinda ridiculous one,” she said with enough of a smile to let him know she was teasing. But then something caught her eye and she stopped in her tracks. “Uh, Killian, did you say that you ran out of the shop immediately?”

“Yes, why?” he shot her a confused look. 

“Uh, well, I hate to tell you this, but I think we have to go back there right away,” she turned around and his arm dropped from around her waist, but she caught his hand and before she could think too hard about what she was doing, she’d laced their fingers together and gently tugged so he’d fall back in step with her. 

“What? No! Swan, did you not hear the tale of my escape from perilous circumstances?” Killian protested. “You’re leading me right back towards the lion’s den, as it were,” he kept his voice low as they were once again pulling even with where Zelena and Cruella were headed towards them on the opposite side of the street. 

“A bit overdramatic, huh?” Emma laughed. “Seriously though, I did hear what you said…but I also saw this,” she thumbed at a tag that she’d noticed a moment ago, pinned to the edge of the pocket of the shirt Killian had on. “I’m guessing that in your haste to escape those perilous circumstances, paying for this shirt might’ve slipped your mind?”

Killian looked down at the tag and then at her with a chagrined expression. “Shite,” was all he muttered, before nodding. “Lead on, Swan, let me rectify my accidental misdemeanor before you have to take me back to the station with you.”

“Oh buddy, if you stole something from Mabel Tuffet - even accidentally - it’s not me you have to look out for,” she smirked at Killian as he let out a pained noise. “But don’t worry - I’ll help you explain it, or at least I’ll try.”

Killian shot her a genuine grin and a gaze whose warmth was so unexpected in that moment that Emma felt her face flushing again. “Well Swan, it would seem I’m doubly in your debt. How can I ever repay you?”

Emma grinned back at him, but hers was a bit more knowing around the edges. “I’m sure I can think of something.”

~*~*~*~*~

Nearly two years later…

“Hello love, fancy meeting you here,” Killian stepped up behind Emma and slid his arms around her waist. A low, pleased hum instinctively escaped him when she immediately leaned back against him. Leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to the crown of her head and heard her sigh happily in response. “I’ve been looking for you since I finished up at the pub and handed off the dinner service to Liam.”

“Hm, I dunno,” he heard her say, her voice soft and gently teasing. “I would’ve thought this would be the first place you’d look.” She kept her face turned to the harbor as she spoke, and he could understand why. The pastel pinks and deepening purples of the twilight sky spread out before them over the pearlescent sheen of the water, boats and ships of all shapes and sizes bobbing and swaying on the slow rise and fall of the waves generated by a passing tugboat. Somewhere a dog was barking, but the sound was muted and echoed a bit, as if it were coming from further off down the shore.

It was, in a word, idyllic.

“You’re quite right, it should have been,” he murmured in her ear and pulled her closer to him. “I’m sorry t’have kept you waiting, love.”

Emma turned in his arms to face him then, smiling up at him with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. The waning light was just bright enough to lend a bit of luster to the rings that adorned her left hand as she slid her palms up the lapels of his jacket - that soft gleam was a sight Killian found he wasn’t yet tired of after two months. And it’s doubtful I will be after fifty years, he smiled to himself at the thought. Emma’s hands had continued up over his shoulders while he’d been lost in his musings, before anchoring themselves in the soft leather of his collar. “It’s alright…today was just a long day at the station, and waiting for you here gave me a nice chance to relax and unwind. Also, I got to thinking…”

“Oh? Should I be worried?” he teased, his own arms sliding around her waist and settling at the small of her back, feeling the cool press of his own ring against his other hand as he laced his fingers together. “Just what schemes are unfurling in that brilliant mind of yours, love?”

Instead of replying verbally, Emma smiled brilliantly at him before stretching upwards while tugging gently down on his neck, bringing their mouths together in a kiss that started out playful, but quickly turned sensuous…and definitely not appropriate for the very public Storybrooke waterfront park. Killian found he was having difficulty caring much though, particularly when Emma’s hands tugged on his hair and she nipped lightly at his bottom lip before pulling back and blinking up at him, her cheeks flushed, her hair mussed, and her eyes hazy but happy.

“...I was thinking that David has the overnight patrol and Liam’s got things covered at the pub, so you should take me home, we should turn off our phones, and, uhhm…” she fumbled her words a bit when one of his hands slipped into the back pocket of her jeans and pulled her impossibly closer, “...do a lot more of this…and perhaps a few…mmm…other things as well…” she murmured as he bent his head again, dragging his lips up the side of her neck until they were pressed against the shell of her ear.

“I have to say, love, I like the way you think.”

~*~*~*~*~ THE END ~*~*~*~*~

Tag List: @spartanguard, @hollyethecurious, @wingedlioness, @lenfaz, @shady-swan-jones, @teamhook, @bluestarburst1217, @lfh1226-linda

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That is AWESOME!!!!

😍😍😍

Some more Captain Swan (or would this qualify as Captain Duckling? idk)

This started out as a simple, mindless ouat doodle, but then my brain decided to come up with bits and pieces of a story for this while I was working on it, so... If you're interested, you can read the basic premise under the cut:

Basically, we have bar wench Emma teaming up with infamous pirate Captain Hook to bring down the Dark One: Killian has finally gotten a way to get rid of the damn crocodile and Emma has learned of that while the crew of the Jolly Roger stopped by the tavern she works at; for Emma, it's about getting her son back (Neal/Baelfire is still Henry's father in this AU, but left the realm to escape his father, so Rumple's trying to use Henry to track down Neal, i guess)... Anyway, Emma steals onto the Jolly Roger (to steal whatever magical item required to best the Dark One or to stowaway on board, your pick), gets discovered by our good captain ('feisty lass' that she is, she still manages to hold a dagger to his throat before he gets the best of her - there are on his ship, after all), she reveals why she's doing this in the first place - to reunite with her son - and they strike an accord to work together as they share a common goal... Shenanigans ensue, (and no, there is connection/bond between them that's growing closer over time, Emma is absolutely positive of that, thank you very much ;), plans go awry - they are chased by a monster of some sort, Killian decides to fight it off, to give Emma some more time to flee - she has to make it back to her son, after all - and tells her to go, to leave him behind... (but we know she doesn't listen... she never does ;)

Something like that, I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (and hey, if any Captain Swan writers out there feel like writing that story for me, let me know - I'd love to read it!)

(Also, I'm kind of happy how dynamic the poses in this drawing have turned out! I reworked the lineart a couple of times, not sure if I was wasting my time but while I liked the og sketch, I think the end result is a definite improvement)

Og sketch/doodle:

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Once Upon a Time Fanfic/Writing Master List

Hello everyone!

I'm in the process of revamping my blog mostly to make things easier for app users. The old master list will be deleted, and this list will be in its place due to outdated info and links since I no longer use FF.net and now only use Tumblr or Ao3. Please also keep in mind my OUAT works were posted originally back in 2015-2018, and while I will always love OUAT and will still talk or nerd out about it with anyone, I no longer really write for it.

List of works is below the cut. Enjoy!

All Killian and Henry Step Father/Son bonding stories:

“Well, You Do Have My Chin” (one-shot)– Season 7 AU (not Fix-it fic) in which “Somewhere in the translation it’s lost that Killian is Henry’s step-dad, so Henry just says his dad, leading to a “well you do have my chin,” commentary from Killian. And when the curse breaks they just squint at each other for a really long time.“ Captain Cobra centered fic with background Captain Swan, Hooked Queen Friendship, Glass Believer, OutlawQueen (((This is my pride and joy, out of all the stories I’ve written so far, I’m most proud of this one and I hope you guys enjoy it too. It was one of those prompts that just completely ran away from me and turned into a monster of a one-shot lol)) [Ao3 link]

“Never a Dull Moment” (Completed)– “In which the land of untold stories should have been a warning that it wasn’t just fairytales that were real.” This is a Captain Cobra centered fic, set 4 years after season 6 and before season 7. Warning of language, Killian Whump, and BAMF!Henry. [Ao3 link]

“Can You Not Be ‘That’ Dad! (two-shot)– “Imagine Henry trying to explain internet memes to Killian” “Or in which Henry comes to regret his decision, tenfold.” with an added bonus of Wish Hook at the end. Captain Cobra centered fic (established pairings, and if you squint you’ll get a little bit of Hooked Queen at the end with Wish Hook and Regina) (2nd chapter is simply a requested continuation prompt) [Part 1]  [Part 2]  [Ao3 link]

“When Everything Shifts” (one-shot)– Henry’s thoughts on the topic of fathers. With thoughts of his own father, to Hook and the transition of him becoming Killian, to step-father, and eventually someone that Henry sees as more than just a father figure, but as a second father. [Ao3 link]

Family/Gen KnightRook Father/Daughter bonding Stories:

“Sing Me Sweet Lullabies and Chase the Demons Away” (one-shot)– Season 7, father/daughter bonding. “Or in which sometimes even Papa’s need to be sung too.” [Ao3 link]

“Bed Hog” (one-shot)– Alice is a bed hog, plain and simple. Family gen with a side of Curious Archer [Ao3 link]

“Christmas Memories” (one-shot only posted on tumblr)– (Post-curse and post-poisoned heart issue). Alice, while flipping through the Christmas Movie laden channels, thinks back on her real and fake childhood. (Curious Archer mostly, but with some KnightRook feels)

“The Dreaded Why” (one-shot)– (season 7) “In which Alice is a very inquisitive little girl, and ‘why’ will be Killian’s undoing” (KnightRook fluff and feels await you my friends! Enjoy!) [Ao3 link]

“Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum” (one-shot/snippet tumblr only)– Alice enjoying playtime with her papa.

“It All Comes Crumbling Down” (one-shot/Part 1 tumblr only)– just a snippet of tower living, and how young Alice could have been when Killian got cursed with the “Poisoned Heart” 

“And the Flames Consume Us All” (One-shot/part 2 tumblr only)– Continuation of “It All Comes Crumbling Down” But in Alice’s POV.

“Panic” (one-shot tumblr only)– Alice dealing with the claustrophobia of crowds throughout her years, and the wonderful people who have helped her through it (Mostly KnightRook, with a blink of Curious Archer, and a brief appearance of Ella’s mom).

“Flat Lining” (one-shot tumblr only)– “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.” A timeless lullaby that transcends all realms. (KnightRook feels galore)

“Killian Takes Alice Home After the Curse Breaks” (just a short snippet)– this came after seeing Killianmesmalls and thesschesthair’s post about what would happen or what they’d liked to see…

“A Broken Feeling, Like a Broken Figurine” (short snippet)– Just a tiny snippet of the white elephant decision and repercussions seen from Alice’s point of view.

Hooked Queen Stories:

“The Conundrum That Is Regina Mills and WishRealm Killian Jones” (one-shot tumblr only)– “In which Henry asks what even is his life anymore” where somewhere along the 11 years between helping the Resistance and landing in HH, Regina and Wish Hook go from friends to something else entirely. 

“Darling, I’ve Got The Cold Christmas Blues” (one-shot)– Everyone has a place to be for Christmas Eve, whether volunteering at the local soup kitchen (Tilly and Rogers) or spending it with family and friends. Everyone that is except Roni/Regina. Not when she can’t afford to have her bar closed for even a single night. [Ao3 link]

“The Cake” (Short snippet tumblr only)–Regina was only trying to look out for him. He wasn’t aware of the danger he was in. Didn’t mean she didn’t feel guilty about it.

Captain Swan Stories/snippets/one-shots:

“Misadventures of the Jones’ and their Cat” (multi-chapter snippet series)– Just a series of ongoing short snippets involving the life of the Swan/Jones/Mills household with their latest addition to the family, Orion. (Mostly Captain Swan Cobra, but other pairings and characters may make an appearance, and will possibly go into season 7 territory). [Snippet 1: Hello Beastie][Snippet 2: A Name][Snippet 3: Stowaway]

“Emma and Killian’s room headcanon” (snippet/ideas)–reblogged from Bleebug and thesschesthair (but mostly chesthairs’ humorous two cents that i couldn’t help but add my own too).

Hooking Utensil/Captain Cook Stories/one-shots:

“Break Down” (one-shot tumblr only)–Sabine isn’t having a good day. Thankfully Rogers is there to help.

Written Snippets and other Once Upon a Time One-shots:

“Killian with a drunken Browine” (snippet)– the little gnome-man singing sea shanty’s in Killian’s pocket ((((I do have an actual one-shot and not just a snippet, planned out for this, just gotta find time to write it))))

“Of Humor and Hi-Jinks” (one-shot tumblr only)– (Post curse and poisoned heart) Alice and Henry team up for some hi-jinks in Hyperion Heights, leading to Killian bailing them out. ((Mostly KnightRook and Captain Cobra 2.0 (with bro-tp, Curious Believer between Alice and Henry). There’s also background canon, and non-canonical pairings, off to the side)).

“Holiday Fiasco” (one-shot tumblr only)– The curse breaks at the most inopportune time, and with all the running around; the looming holiday managed to slip from the HH gangs’ mind. With it being too late to cook a Christmas Eve dinner for 10; a lucky reservation at a restaurant is placed and the resulting shenanigans ensue. (All canon and non-canonical pairings of the romantic, familial and bro-top verity make an appearance)

“Rock-a-bye Mermaid” (one-shot tumblr only)– Killian and the crew stumble upon a treasure chest (looted from other pirates), that isn’t a treasure chest at all, but a crib. And inside, is a small infant mermaid. The decision to keep it and the chaos resulting from that decision ensue. (just a fun little piece born from a comic)

“Happy Hour Hysteria” (one-shot tumblr only)– (Season 7) Flu season has hit Hyperion Heights and Regina is in over her head at the bar. Thankfully Henry and Rogers are there to help.

“When Will the Storm End” (One-shot tumblr only)– His mother was always a ray of sunshine, even in the roughest of storms. It was only fitting, that the sky would mourn her loss too. (Somewhat of a companion piece to “Flat Lining” only because I use the “You are my Sunshine” lullaby)

“Dig” (snippet)–a headcanon from thesschesthair that inspired the feelsy snippet with Liam and Killian digging for Silver’s treasure.

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will u post the captain swan/911 fic on here when it’s done 🥺

it's not a crossover, it's just captainswan and the rest of the ouat crew in a 911-inspired setting, killian is a firefighter and emma is a cop, just fyi, i just decided to have one of the situations they get themselves in to essentially be the bucktommy wedding hahaha i hope that doesn't make you less interested in the fic!

with that being said, i basically have the first work in the series (cause who am i kidding, i'm gonna milk this for everything thing it has) completed and i will post at some point, once i'm sure i don't wanna change anything on it (want to keep the consistency with sequels)

AND bc you had to sit through all this explanation, i'm giving you a sneak peek hahaha (killian and emma's first meeting):

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“Ah, Belle, I’m so glad to hear your voice.” He sighed in relief as he checked the airways and pulse. Faint pulse, no breath.

“Killian? What happened? Where are you?”

“By the lake in Central Park, a runner collapsed. Faint pulse, no breath but no airway blocking. Can you send someone?”

“They’re on their way.”

“Thank you, love, I’m starting CPR.” He put the phone down next to him and was adjusting his hands on the runner’s chest, when he heard loud footsteps on the grass. 

“Put your hands where I can see them.” 

Such a commanding voice deserved prompt obedience but there was an emergency. “Arrest me later, officer.” 

“Nice try.” The steps grew closer and he heard something being drawn from a holster - a taser, he assumed. “Get away from her slowly or I won’t be gentle.”

“You can be as rough as you want later, officer,” Killian answered, beginning chest compressions on the runner, while counting in his head. “Now, let me save this person.”

“What-?” He heard her take a few steps forward when he bent to perform mouth-to-mouth. 

“Runner down by the lake,” he heard the crackling voice from the officer’s radio. “Off-duty fireman on site, emergency services on the way.” 

He could feel the police officer’s eyes on him as he kept up with the compressions. “Check my back pocket,” Killian said, with a quick smirk. “But don’t get too handsy, officer.”

He heard her huff behind him before he felt her hand on his back pocket, doing the most not to touch him except for his wallet and he almost laughed if he wasn’t so focused.

“Firefighter Killian Jones.”

“That’s me,” he said between breaths.

[lifeinahole27]

Holiday Cards, Reboot 2023

Here’s how it works:

-Send me an ask or message with your name and mailing address, as long as you’re comfortable doing so.

-If you’re a fandom friend, feel free to request a fic snippet. These are usually a page or less, bullet-point-fic. They can be something new (around a trope or prompt of your choosing) or they can be headcanons/sidestories from my fics. The more specific you ask for, the better. It helps with the writing process if I’m not baking everything from scratch. Will accept Captain Swan (OUAT) or FirstPrince (RWRB)!

-It’s entirely up to you to tell me what fic prompt you want. If you don’t tell me you want a fic bit in your card, you’re just getting a card.

-If you have requested a card in the past, please resubmit an address. If I still have it, it’s either a) lost in an old notebook or b) lost in my asks/messages. I do not keep a steady address book. I really should, but I don’t.

-If you have a special holiday you celebrate (i.e., you do not want a Christmas card) then please let me know. I have generic winter cards, a surplus of Christmas, and I have no qualms going out to get specialty cards - but I’m aiming to only make one trip to get cards this year so I need to know asap if you want something special.

As always, I hope to send out cards no later than December 20, but I always try to get the international ones out first and fast so they arrive before New Year. But honestly, if you send me an ask up to NYE, I’ll still happily send a card. Oh yeah, and that’s the other thing: I don’t care where you live! I will send cards ANYWHERE in the world.

Feel free to share if you’d like. This is something I do for joy and happiness, for the smile it brings to people, and for the smile it brings to me. You do not have to be a mutual to get one. Hell, you don’t even have to be following me! I love when random people find this post and request cards, because I love being able to do this.

It's been one hell of a year, and just about everything in my life has changed since the last time I did this, so please send me addresses, requests, specifics, and I will eagerly get started on this.

Much love to you all!

[pirateswhore]

Spin the Smut Wheel

A collection of Captain Swan smutfics based on an,, extensive prompt list i compiled. Added them all to a wheel, and I'll randomly spin it to choose a prompt. Some prompts will be shorter, some experimental, some will be combined, some revisited multiple times - depends on the muse. Will vary from vanilla sex to kinks n other rough stuff - please check each chapter's summary & notes !!

so I've decided to actually post updates for this on tumblr as well. I've uploaded 8 chapters already (8th was uploaded today !) the actual fic won't be uploaded on tumblr, only on ao3 !! I don't like tumblr formatting :(

7th prompt - pegging

Emma fucks Killian. He loves it. set loosely in s4

words - 3603

thank you, once again, to @booksteaandtoomuchtv for being a beta !!

tag list [lmk if you want to be added/removed] : @killianjonesz @kmomof4 @tiganasummertree @zaharadessert @teamhook @thatmademewant @anmylica

[middlemistcs13]

So I actually wrote something again! #huzzah. This is based off the prompt on Tumblr by novelbear. Thanks for the prompt lists, they finally inspired me to write again :).

Any and all feedback is appreciated and welcome, as this is only my second fic posted in quite some time. Also on AO3 if that's more your speed.

Warning ⚠️: this one is angsty, and set during 5×11 (Swan Song - after Killian is killed with Excalibur). If angst isn't your thing, I completely understand and hope you have a lovely rest of your day. If captain swan angst is your thing, read on!!

AO3:

Prompt: holding onto a stuffed animal/pillow, imaging that it’s their lover in their embrace instead

By: @novelbear on Tumblr

“Misery”

Emma isn’t sure how long her parents let her stay there on the ground, her fingers pressed into the cold Earth, trying-and failing- to ground her in some way. Henry had clutched onto her and wept with her some time ago before Regina took him home for the first “safe” night in Storybrooke since returning from Camelot. As if Emma would have ever hurt Henry, Dark One or not. Snow and Charming take turns holding her and rubbing her back soothingly, but Emma isn’t sure if she will ever be soothed again. The pain radiated from the center of her, expanding into every crevice of her body and every fiber of her being. Finally, her mother eased her up from the ground, having to almost pull her from where she was crouched on the wet grass. Emma can’t feel the dampness of her jeans- only the empty feeling in her chest and the intense aching through her bones.

“Why don’t you stay with us tonight, Emma?” Snow asks softly, as if speaking too loud will somehow make the situation worse. Nothing could make this worse, Emma thinks bitterly.

“I don’t know Mom” Emma starts.

“Emma, it’s just been so long since we’ve been able to have you for the night, and we don’t want you to be alone right now,” Charming speaks up.

“No amount of people in a room is going to make me feel any better Dad,” Emma utters, holding back more tears. God, how could she possibly cry this much?

“We can stop by your place and pack a bag,” Snow suggested, hoping Emma would change her mind.

“Mom, I just- I just don’t think I can do it tonight. He never lived there, but it was supposed to be our home. I just want to be there tonight. I can call if I need you.” Emma said.

“But Emma, you’ve been alone for weeks now, honey,” Snow urged.

“I know!” Emma shouts, stopping in the middle of the street and startling herself and her parents. “Don’t you think I know that? Don’t you think I am acutely aware of how alone I’ve been? It’s all my fault, Mom! All my fault! If I would have just done everything differently- he would still- he would…” Emma’s voice breaks and the hot, salty tears again make their way down her cheeks. “Killian- Killian would be okay, and he would be here with me. But he’s not, and it’s all my fault. And I just need to sit with that for a little bit.” David envelopes his daughter in his arms as she whimpers into his shoulder.

“Alright Emma, we’ll be by to check on you in the morning, alright?” Her Dad said as they approached her giant, empty, depressing house. Emma nodded numbly, already dreading the night- and the rest of her life- without him. She gave each of her parents a brief hug, and David kissed her forehead before she trudged up the steps and disappeared into the house.

Emma stopped in the foyer, observing her house, knowing it was supposed to be theirs. He picked it out for you, Emma reminded herself. She glanced at the entrance to the living room from the foyer, where Killian learned his fate as a Dark One. Zelena, Emma thought miserably. She ruined it all. Emma had it all under control until Zelena.

Emma pushes on through the house, trudging up the stairs. Each step feels like a thousand pounds are pushing down on her, and Emma isn’t quite sure how she makes it up the stairs. She stands in front of her bedroom door and takes a shaky breath before pushing the door open. The wood slowly creaks open, something that sends a shiver down Emma’s spine. The wooden creak reminds her of him, of his ship. How will she ever live or breathe again without feeling the weight of the guilt and pain of losing him? He’s dead because of you, Emma reminds herself harshly.

She slowly strips off her clothes- first her boots, then she peels her wet jeans down her legs. She slips her socks off and gently lays her red leather jacket on the rocking chair in the corner of the bedroom. She strips herself of her cream sweater- it somehow still smells faintly of him. She lays that in the chair as well, before unhooking her bra and opening a dresser drawer. She lets her fingers run over the fabric in the drawer, before selecting a soft gray t-shirt to sleep in. She pulls the shirt over her head over Killian’s ring, before drawing the covers of her bed back, and crawling into it.

Emma’s exhausted- she hasn’t slept in actual weeks due to her predicament as the Dark One. Despite the exhaustion creeping onto every muscle in her body, Emma’s sure she won’t be able to sleep. Hell, she can’t imagine ever sleeping peacefully again. She thought she would toss and turn in the bed, but the mental and physical exhaustion nearly paralyze her. As she lays in the middle of the mattress, Emma reflects how this was supposed to be their bed, their bedroom, their home. He picked it out for her, but she ruined it all.

He never got to enjoy it with her. Their future is over. It never even started.

She hears gasping breaths echoing in the bedroom and realizes she’s sobbing again. The deep, weeping sobs wrack her body, and she reaches blindly for an extra pillow. She pulls the pillow into her embrace, squeezing it with all the strength she has left. Emma brings her knees closer to her midsection, locking the pillow in her grasp. After several minutes of deep, shaky breaths, Emma clutches the pillow closer to her chest, hoping that the pillow will somehow be him- will somehow ease the pain that will never go away. Her last thought before her eyes drift shut, destined for fitful sleep, is of Killian, telling her that he loves her. She hopes when she wakes up that the nightmare will be over, even though she knows this is only the beginning.

[ohmightydevviepuu]

Rules: Go to your published works on AO3 and list the first fic you ever published there, the last fic you published, any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once, your favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works, the fic you wish more people read, the fic you agonized over the most, the fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort, and a work you are proud of—for whatever reason. <3

tagged by @shireness-says and @spartanguard and @thisonesatellite

First fic: foreign, but familiar, a little sailor moon number i did a looooong time ago because it was crawling around in my head.

Last fic: literally just finished the part of a swan after a two-year hiatus. regency AU, captain swan, inspired by sarah maclean's casino series and a lot of very horny lorraine heath.

Only once: that would be foreign, but familiar again. i have pieces of a much longer fic scattered across my cloud drives that i turn to for self care, but it is just for me, not for posting.

Favorite fic from the fandom I’ve written in most: tough call but i think i need to go with from the edge of the deep green sea, a captain swan 3a divergence with a curse and a mermaid that pulled me deep into my teenage 90s playlist feels.

Fic I wish more people read: probably three thousand one hundred and ninety-one, a little fic that started as a series of prompts written in august 2020. it's got all of my favorite tropes and bullshit piled up in one place, but i also think it is a little unique stylistically and in its structure.

Fic I agonized over: for tonight you're only here to know, which started off simply enough but really got caught in my head for a minute while i worked through it. a very favorite of mine, though, for the writing and the weirdness of it. captain swan AU, no plot, just vibes. or maybe my 2b divergence try/cry/why (just a dream), which i rewrote more times than i care to think about because i got very caught up in the headspace of this fic.

Fic that sprang fully formed: none of them (sob), but the one that came closest was the last test and proof, a 3b no-curse divergence which started as a prompt in august 2020 that i literally wrote in maybe fifteen minutes. the subsequent sections required considerably more work. 😅

Work(s) I’m proud of: voices from the yellow road, a captain swan modern AU epistolary joint that i was low-key obsessed with while i was writing it. i still think there's not much else in the fandom quite like it. and the fic of my heart: our little life (rounded with a sleep). it's a OUAT season 1 au with a noir twist written for the 2020 Captain Swan Rewrite-a-Thon.