#cs supernatural sumer

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I’ll be Waiting For You by the Blood Moon 4/11

Chapter 3

And here are the artworks to join the third chapter of the amazing story written by @cocohook38 for @cssns (@kmomof4 )

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/Prologue/ /Chapter 1/ /Chapter 2/ /Chapter 3/

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Until the Stars Are All Alight--Chapter 20: The Pyre of Rumplestiltskin

Hello, and welcome to my entry for the Captain Swan Supernatural Summer 2019!  This au combines two story ideas I’ve wanted to explore for a while. 1. What if CS existed in a Tolkien-esque, LOTR world? 2. What would have happened if it was Killian rather than Neal that Emma ran into when she was stealing the bug?  Huge thank you to my beta, @blackwidownat2814​​​​​​, to @clockadile​​​​​​ for the amazing story and chapter art, to @kmomof4​​​​​ and @cssns​​​​​for putting this event together, and to the ladies in the CSSNS chat who have helped me think through this story.  If all goes well, I should be posting every Tuesday, and the story will have approximately 18 chapters plus the prologue and epilogue.

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Summary: CS Lord of the Rings au: When Emma Swan steals a yellow Volkswagen Beetle, she has no idea it will lead her toward an adventure filled with danger and intrigue, sacrifice and a love stronger than anything she could imagine.  Tasked with bringing the Savior home, the elf, Killian Jones of Misthaven travels to the Land Without Magic.  Can he convince Emma to fulfill her destiny before the Dark One regains power and takes over all of the Enchanted Forest?

Rating:  T

Word Count: 2094

Other Chapters: (prologue) (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (21) (22) (epilogue) 

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Chapter 20: The Pyre of Rumplestiltskin

A/N: I’m sorry in advance.  It was necessary

The Underworld

The Underworld.  They’d made it.  Emma sprinted the last few steps into the cave, and then came to a stop, looking around and trying to catch her breath.  Everything about this place was hard and sharp and hot.  The stone floor of the huge cavern came to a promontory over what appeared to be a river of hot, red, molten lava.  All around them was the smell of sulfur and brimstone.

This place really was hell.

With every fiber in her body, Emma wanted to turn around and leave this terrible place, but she knew she couldn’t.  Her whole life had been leading up to this moment, and she wasn’t going to fold when things got difficult.

“Well?” Regina said from behind her, “what are you waiting for?  Destroy the damn thing!”

Emma rolled her eyes.  “Not helping, Regina.”

Didn’t the former wannabe queen think Emma would be doing just that if she had even the slightest clue how?

Emma thought back to the walk over here.  While Killian had gone off to talk to Regina, she’d sought out Merlin, looking for some last minute advice about what she was supposed to do.

As usual, the wizard was effectively no help at all.

“Never fear, Emma,” he’d said with a reassuring nod.  “When the time is right, the answers will come to you.  You’ll know what you need to do, and you’ll be given all the help and support you need to do it.”

Well the time was right, and she had no more insights into what she had to do than she had before, and now that Merlin was dead, she didn’t even have cryptic wizard advice to point her in the right direction.

Wonderful.

“Swan?” Killian said, stepping up behind her and putting a comforting hand on her lower back.   “We’re here.  You’ve got our full support.  Follow your instincts, and they won’t lead you astray.”

Emma felt a rush of love, of confidence rush over her.  She had no more knowledge than before what needed to be done, but Killian’s faith in her had always given her faith in herself.  What would she have done without him?

She took a deep breath (or as deep a breath as it was possible to take in the stale, fetid air of the Underworld) and squared her shoulders.  “Maybe I’m just supposed to…toss the sword in the lake of fire?  If the fires of hell won’t destroy it, I don’t know what will.”

“It’s certainly worth a shot, love,” Killian said, smiling in encouragement.

Emma stepped up to the very edge of the promontory, every step more difficult than the last as the heat intensified to the point that it felt like every breath she took seared her lungs.  Once she was in position, she pulled Excalibur from its sheath, pulled back her arm and threw it as hard and as far as she could.  She watched as the sword floated on top of the roiling surface of the fiery lake, and then slowly sunk beneath.

For a moment, she thought she’d done it.  For a moment, she thought the sword had been destroyed, but a part of her knew it couldn’t be that easy.

And it wasn’t.

A moment later, the sword flew out of the lake and back into her hand, none the worse for wear.  Not only was it undamaged in the least, it hadn’t even retained the heat from the fires; it was cool to the touch.

On to plan B….whatever that might be.

“Well that didn’t work,” Regina said.  “So what now?”

“I don’t know!” Emma shouted, turning toward the woman and glaring in her frustration.

Killian stepped between the two of them.  “Give her a minute, Regina.”

“We don’t have a minute!” Regina shot back.  “Any minute now the Dark One’s going to show up.  We need to finish this before he gets here!”

“No we don’t,” Emma said.  She didn’t know how, but suddenly she knew.  She had no more insight than before as to how she was supposed to go about destroying the sword, but she knew this with absolute certainty.  “We need him here.  For some reason, he’s vital to this, and without him, it doesn’t matter what I do; I won’t be able to destroy Excalibur.”

“Do you realize how insane you sound right now?” Regina shouted.

“She’s the savior!” Killian roared back, clearly losing what was left of his patience with the woman.  “If she says the Dark One needs to be here, the Dark One needs to be here.  Now kindly prepare yourself for a fight or go the hell away!”

Emma smiled, grateful beyond measure to have this man in her corner, even if no one else was.

“He’s not the only one, Emma,” she heard from the far corner of the yawning cavern. “You have many, many people backing you, and here we shall remain until the very end.”

Emma whirled around, shocked at the utterance. It was impossible; he was dead, but she’d swear the one who had just spoken to her was…

“Merlin!” she said. Impossible as it was, he stood there smiling at her, but he looked different, brighter, somehow, luminous. “But you’re dead!”

“So I am,” Merlin smiled, “but that doesn’t mean I’m gone. I told you that you would have all the help you need here at the end, and accordingly, here we are.”

For the first time, Emma noticed that Merlin was not alone. Dozens, maybe hundreds of luminous beings stood behind and beside him. Some she recognized–Robin Hood, most prominently–and beside him, Liam Jones. There was something different about Liam, though. Whereas all the others were bright, distinct, glowing, Liam was translucent, fading in and out.

“I’ve not yet passed into the spirit world,” Liam stated in answer to her unspoken question. “My fate has not yet been decided, so as now I hover between life and death, but until the battle is determined, I am your humble servant.”

But while there were people she knew in this other-worldly assembly, there were many, many others who she did not know, but whose faces were none the less vaguely familiar–a woman with curly graying hair and a motherly appearance. A man with a gray goatee wearing a crown on his head. A man with curly black hair standing beside a red-headed woman.

“You’re my ancestors, aren’t you?” she asked, looking around at everyone she could see.

“Aye,” Liam answered. “Yours and Killian’s. Just know that whatever happens, whatever befalls you, whatever is asked of you, we will be here until the end.”

“Swan?” Killian asked carefully. “Who are you talking to, Love?”

Before she could answer, dark purple smoke billowed, filling the entire cavern. When it cleared, Rumplestiltskin stood in its place, an evil grin firmly affixed to his face. Killian rushed forward with a feral shout, drawing his sword and preparing to do battle. Within moments, Regina joined him.

Rumplestiltskin giggled, the sound somehow both ominous and irritating, and then with a lazy wave of his hand, he knocked them both into the far wall. Shackles appeared, tethering them hand and foot.

“No!” Emma shouted. “Your beef is with me! Leave them alone!”

He giggled again. “My beef doesn’t have to be with anyone, ‘savior’.” He said the title as though it were something obscene. “You know what I want, and we both know in the end you’ll give it to me.”

“You know I can’t do that,” Ema said firmly. “This ends here and it ends now. You are done terrorizing this land.”

For a moment, anger flashed over his sparkly face, and it was terrifying to behold, but then the anger was replaced by a far more terrifying grin. “To stop me wil take a sacrifice too steep to be borne.”

And suddenly, in a flash she knew. She knew what she had to do, and she knew what it would cost her.

Everything. 

It would cost her everything–Killian, Henry, her new found family, any other children that could have been born to her and Killian. The sacrifice she must make in order to destroy the sword was her own life, for it would take every ounce of her life force to pull the darkness into the sword and destroy it.

Emma turned and locked eyes with Merlin. He nodded somberly, and any hope she’d had that her intuition was wrong was dashed. Her heart dropped and the tears sprang to her eyes. She had to do this; there was no other choice, but how could she leave Killian? How could she leave her little boy?

She closed her eyes, took two deep, calming breaths, ignoring the Dark One’s continued taunts. Finally, feeling she had mastery over herself, she turned to look one last time at Killian, who was still straining against his bonds.

“I love you, Killian,” she said, her voice not quite steady. “Always and forever, I love you.”

And then there was nothing more for it. With one more deep breath, she raised Excalibur high over her head.

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“No!” The shout tore from Killian, from the very depths of his soul. He knew what that ‘I love you’ was. 

It was a goodbye.

This couldn’t be happening. Not again. He couldn’t lose the love of his life. He increased his struggles against the shackles holding him to the cavern wall, but all that accomplished was to deepen the lacerations on his wrists.

He was powerless to what was happening, and never in his life had he been so terrified.

Across the cavern, Rumplestiltskin suddenly realized what was about to happen. With a cry of rage and fear, he rushed toward Emma, but he was pushed back when he got within ten feet of her, as though she were surrounded by a protective force field.

With the sword raised in the air, Emma closed her eyes, concentrating hard, and suddenly, noxious tendrils of what looked like black smoke poured from the Dark One’s mouth and into the blade. Her arms shook, and a grimace (pain? exertion?) suffused her face, but she held the sword steady.

As the stream of darkness leaving Rumplestiltskin widened and deepened, Emma’s breathing became steadily more labored.

“Swan, please!” Killian pleaded. “Emma, don’t do this! The price is too high!”

He knew it was futile even before he uttered the words, but he had to try. Standing here watching the life drain from his beloved wife, unable to do a single bloody thing to stop it was worse than any torture the Dark One could have subjected him to.

Emma merely turned to him, gave him a sad smile, and then focused once again on the task at hand.

Killian didn’t know how long it took–likely only moments, but it felt like hours of agony. Finally the billowing smoke of evil coming from Rumplestiltskin slowed and then stopped. Emma fell hard to her knees. With one last defiant look at the erstwhile Dark One, she flung the sword into the fires of the underworld. With her task completed, Emma fell to the ground as the breath whooshed from her body.

“Swan!” Killian screamed, a cry of primal agony.

Rumplestiltskin yelled, diving head-first into the lake of fire just as Excalibur disappeared below the surface. His shrieks of agony as the fires consumed him were terrible to hear.

And then they went silent.

It was over.

Notes:

–Alright, before you start yelling, hear me out.  1. You all know I am all in with Captain Swan. 2. I’m also a fan of Outlaw Queen. 3. I’m basically allergic to any endings that are not completely happy. 4. There are still 2 chapters and an epilogue left to fix things. 5. This chapter may have hurt, but at least Rumplestiltskin also died a torturous death by fire, so that counts for something, right?  Okay, now your yelling may commence.

–Up next: Regina is given an opportunity that is almost too good to pass up.  Can she stay strong and do the right thing?  Meanwhile, the Underworld begins to crumble after the sword is destroyed, and everyone back in Misthaven knows Emma was successful.  They celebrate–until Killian returns with Emma’s body.

–The good news? I was on vacation last week, and I managed to not only finish this chapter, but also the first draft of the next chapter!  You won’t have to wait long for chapter 21–it may even drop by the end of this week!

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@thejollyroger-writer I just wanted to say that it was my pleasure to create artworks for your beautiful story :)

The Tale of the Twice-Cursed Pirate, Part Two

SUMMARY: 

Killian Jones has just watched his brother die in his arms, and he leads the rebellion against the current king - but though he is killed, he finds himself not actually dead. Now he is twice-cursed, and he needs something to live for; will he find it in the blonde damsel that he needs to rescue from the tower? And how will the secrets the world kept from her change both of their worlds for eternity?

Read Part One Here! (And on AO3!)

Part Two on AO3!

Super extra-special thanks to @eastwesthomeisbest for the beautiful Part Two cover and art! More to come with Part Three on August 10! Thanks also to everyone that commented, kudos-d, and messaged me about part one! This story has been way more fun that I ever imagined, and you all just make it better! And to @cssns for putting this whole shebang together!

Part Two: Thirty Years Later

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“Hello, stranger.” The voice in his ear is soft, light, like a twinkling light on the horizon, and he sets down his tankard of ale, a sly smile spreading across his face.

“Tinkerbell, my old friend.”

Suddenly, he feels the cold edge of a blade against his throat, Tink’s breath warm in his ear. “We’re much more than that, Killian. Or have you forgotten our last few meetings?”

“Actually, love, it’s quite the opposite. Memories of our previous, uh, rendezvous, keep me up at night, especially those lonely, cold ones where all a man wants is some company, some lass to keep him warm.” He manages to keep his voice clear and steady, but he begins to feel a warmth in his stomach thinking on their history, one of the few feelings he learned had not disappeared with his mortality, thankfully.

“Can I expect to see you tonight?” The force of the blade against his throat disappears, and the fairy sits down next to him at the table.

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I’ll be Waiting For You by the Blood Moon 5/11

Chapter 4

And here are the artworks made especially for the fourth chapter of the amazing story written by @cocohook38 for @cssns (@kmomof4 )

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/Prologue/ /Chapter 1/ /Chapter 2/ /Chapter 3/

/Chapter 4/

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"Fear Me Or Love Me... It's All The Same"

(Captain Swan Vampire AU)

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I'll be Waiting For You by the Blood Moon 2/11

- an artwork made for the first chapter of the amazing story written by wonderful @cocohook38 for @cssns ( @kmomof4 )

Prologue, Chapter 1

Sum’:  When the greatest defender of the realms finds itself snuffed out by the darkness, there’s only two paths that remain. You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

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"I'm Your Darkest Dream"

(Captain Swan Demon AU)

I will tell you lies

I'll crawl inside your mind

Grab hold of your eyes

I will make you mine

And Im gonna take my time...

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I’ll be Waiting For You by the Blood Moon 6/11

Chapter 5

And here are the artworks made especially for the fifth chapter of the amazing story written by @cocohook38 for @cssns (@kmomof4 )

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/Prologue/ /Chapter 1/ /Chapter 2/ /Chapter 3/

/Chapter 4/ /Chapter 5/

Also in AO3

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"Within You"

(Captain Swan Fairy AU, kinda inspired by the Carnival Row series)

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How you turned my world, You precious thing

You starve and near-exhaust me

Everything I've done, I've done for you

I move the stars for no one...

You've run so long

You've run so far

Your eyes can be so cruel

Just as I can be so cruel

Though I do believe in you

Yes I do

Live without the sunlight

Love without your heartbeat

I, I can't live within you...

I, I can't live within you...

I want to live within you!

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"His Sweet Kiss"

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(Captain Swan Vampire AU)

"...Baby I need a friend,

But I'm a vampire smile, you'll meet a sticky end.

I'm here trying not to bite your neck,

But it's beautiful and I'm gonna get

So drunk on you and kill your friends.

You'll need me and we can be obsessed.

And I can touch your hair and taste your skin,

The ghosts won't matter 'cause we'll hide in sin..."

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I’ll be Waiting For You by the Blood Moon

Chapter 2- Sneak Peek!

And here is the sneak peek and artwork for second chapter of this amazing story written by @cocohook38 for @cssns (@kmomof4 )

...Despite his own drunken state, it wasn’t long before David could see that Killian was too drunk and that he’d better get his mate away from the rum as well or he’d be in serious trouble. Who was he fooling? They would be in serious trouble!

“Alright, mate...y-you w-won. Now stap that, please,” David slurred.

“OY! I’m no’ down with that street rat, Dave!”

“J-Jones, ya gotta...”

“That’s Captain Hook to you!” he shouted, posing very much like the Statue of Liberty, standing tall on the table, his hook raised in the air.

With that, cheers erupted in the bar, chanting Captain Hook, Captain Hook, as the man grinned proudly and swallowed down another stein while his opponent couldn’t even drink half of his own...

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//Prologue// //Chapter 1//

You can also read it in AO3

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I'll be Waiting For You by the Blood Moon 3/11

Chapter 2

Here are two artworks to join the funny and scary second chapter of the great story written by @cocohook38 for @cssns (@kmomof4 )

/Prologue/ /Chapter 1/ /Chapter 2/

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I'll Be Waiting For You By The Blood Moon 1/11

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- an artwork made for the amazing story written by wonderful @cocohook38 for @cssns ( @kmomof4 )

Sum’:  When the greatest defender of the realms finds itself snuffed out by the darkness, there’s only two paths that remain. You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

Also on AO3

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"Swan's Hourglass"

- artwork made for amazing story written by wonderful @lassluna for @cssns ( @kmomof4 )

Emma Swan had a mission. Find a place to start New Hyrule, her kingdom apparently. It was her mission as Princess or Savior or whatever. It’s going terribly if she’s honest. No one ever gave her Princess or Savior lessons growing up. She really has no idea how to be a Savior. She doesn’t even really want to in the first place.

But when the Demon Ship kidnaps her son and she gets stranded on a strange island with only an old woman and peppy fairy for help, Emma will have to do what she has to do to rescue her son, even if that means putting a certain self-proclaimed pirate captain in his place.

Legend Of Zelda AU

You can read the story here: FFN AO3

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Captain Swan Supernatural Summer

My artwork for "Roses (Tam lin) - a wonderful story written by @courtorderedcake

You can read it here: AO3

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Captain Swan Supernatural Summer

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"The Song Of The Swans"

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Emma as Caer Ibormeith - Goddess of sleep and dreams

Killian as Aengus MacOg - God of love

In Irish mythology, Caer Ibormeith was Goddess of sleep and dreams. She often took the form of a swan who lived on a lake called Dragon's Mouth. Every alternate Samhain she would turn to human form for one celtic day, which begins at sunset, and after that, she would revert into being a swan, in which form she would remain for a year before becoming human again the following Samhain. She was loved by Aengus MacOg, God of love.

Aengus MacOg fell in love with a girl he had seen in his dream. In this dream, which lasted over a year, Caer Ibormeith stood beside his bed, though, when he reached out for her, she would disappear. When he awakened from the dream, he went in search at the lake of the Dragon's Mouth and found 150 girls chained in pairs, his girl Caer lbormeith, among them. Aengus was told he could marry Caer if he could identify her in her swan form. He chose correctly and with that Aengus turned himself into a swan and they flew away together, to the Brú na Bóinne /palace on the River Boyne near Slane/, where they sang so wonderfully that the whole of Ireland fell into a peaceful sleep for three days and three nights.

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