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[justanoasisimagines]

Jealously Headcanons

Hey lovelies back with another jealously Headcanon. My requests ar open and you can find my guidlines pinned on the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider

❀Killian will admit he's a possessive person. If you're his then you're his. Plan and simple. He wants people to know you're together so they're aware you're off limits.

❀He knows you're beautiful, an alluring little siren. He's heard your song himself. With that being said, it doesn't give anyone the right to attempt to attempt to steal you away from him.

❀Kilian is not afraid to confront anyone. He doesn't want anyone flirting with you whether it's verbal or touching. He cannot stand when someone brushes their hand over your back or wraps an arm around your waist. You are not theirs to touch like that.

❀Killian has two forms of confrontation. The first he approaches them with his usual confident self. Many find his presence intimidating enough and some scapper off. However, some people are brazen enough to stick around. Naturally, Killian uses his charm and wit to passively get the individual away from you.

❀Killian's sarcastic and nonchalant, underneath it's bothering him. Most of the time, it's enough to get them to leave. Sometimes the individual when they realise you're with Killian.

❀The second approach is much more direct. It usually occurs when Killian notices the individual is not backing off When they've laid their hands on you. Killian is more direct. He's threatening as he warns the individual off.

❀Killian's not afraid to get in a physical fight with someone who doesn't know how to respect you. They will learn to respect you one way or another.

❀He likes to remind people you two are very much together every once and a while. Killian finds enjoyment in it.

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Headcanons for being in the throuple with Killian and Charming...

The sex. Oh god the sex.

It's so good like mind-imploding, body trembling, toes curling good.

Every time the three of you have sex, there's always something new and god, how does it get better every time?

A little healthy competition is the answer to that. The two of them compete to see who can make you moan the loudest, orgasm the hardest...

Killian's great with his mouth and David's great with his hands.

They're both kinky as hell. You expected it from Killian but David surprised you.

Killian has a breeding kink, rough/bdsm kink, he likes making you beg, likes teasing you.

David likes to have a hand around your neck, likes teasing you and denying you orgasms; he likes how whiny and annoyed you get. He soon develops a breeding kink after watching how turned on you get with Killian. He likes watching the two of you as well and then once Killian's finished, he smirks and makes some joke about how now he'll show you what a good time actually is.

They're both incredibly kind and sweet to you.

Adjusting to life as a throuple has it's struggles but you navigate them together. They understand that you need time alone, with them both and with them separate so they plan out a schedule but it doesn't need to be followed completely. Just a guide but if you feel differently on the day, that's okay with them.

David takes you out for coffee after work. Holding hands as you walk through the town, laughing and leaning on his broad shoulders. He's sweet and charming and will kiss your forehead so gently that you just melt every time. When he kisses you, you go weak at the knees and your heart races.

Killian takes you out on the sea at the weekends, always bringing you a fun adventure. He'll dance with you on the deck and kiss you fast and hard and god you could do that all day.

Going out to dinner with the two of them, having a few drinks and singing in the streets as you stagger home (David ends up having to take care of the two of you the next morning as you nurse bad hangovers).

The two of them would do anything for you; no matter what. If it meant keeping you safe, they'd go to extreme lengths.

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ONCE UPON A TIME AO3 SERIESES

EVERYTHING FOR ONCE UPON A TIME

Regina Mills

Henry Mills

Peter Pan

Killian Jones

Mad Hatter/Jefferson

Elsa of Arendelle

Anna of Arendelle

Robin Mills

Drizella Tremaine / Ivy Belfrey

Zelena Mills (coming)

Archie Hopps (coming)

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[jjaylove27]

True Love

This story is about Killian Jones. Him and Emma are together but he has a past with a girl from the Enchanted Forest that he long forgot about.

Y/N POV

I grew up in the Enchanted Forest when the curse was cast I was left in the forest. But I got separated from my husband I don't know if he went where everyone else did but I'm determined to find him again.

It was like any other day in the forest I was at a tavern drinking rum before I had to get back to the ship. Yes, I'm a pirate the sea is my second love. That is when I seen him walk in. It can't be true. I must be seeing things. I've been looking for him for so long and here he is in front of me.

HOOK POV

"Luv you must be crazy! You can't just walk into a tavern wearing the clothes from the other world. People will think you are crazy."

"Hook I'm going to look crazy regardless! I'm looking for the pirate who is Jack Sparrows daughter and ask her for her blood so we can get home."

Then she just walks in though the doors. I just grit my teeth and follow her. No matter how much I love her she just loves putting her self in danger.

As I walk in I see a girl at the bar with y/h/c and y/e/c. She looks like she's seen a ghost. She looks very familiar to me but I just can't put my hook on why.

"Excuse me we are looking for Jack Sparrows daughter. We need her help with something."

Then I see her stand up and walk towards us. "It's Caption Jack Sparrow. I'm his daughter how can I help you?"

That voice it sounds so familiar almost like I know her. Made it's Because I was on her dads ship when I was young lad. She just keeps looking at me.

"Hi my lady, My name is Hook we-"

"Yes, Killian I know your name. Do you not remember me?"

"I'm sorry lass. I assume I know you from your fathers ship."

Y/N POV

H-he doesn't remember me. My own husband the man I grew up with doesn't know me. I've have been searching for him and I finally have him in front of me and he just looks though me.

"What do you need my help with?"

"Emma here needs your blood to take us back home to Story Brook."

Emma that's her name. The women he showed up with. The women he is staring at so fondly. I found him and I already lost him.

EMMA POV

I've seen her in Henry's book. A lot of the pages was ripped out about her. Almost like someone didn't want anyone knowing about her.

"All we need is a drop of your blood to open the portal."

She finally looked at me and all I seen was sadness in her eye's.

"I'll help you. Just give me something to put my blood in."

"Well we need you to come with us."

She nodded her head and threw out her hand for us to start walking.

"So luv tell me about the time I was on the Black Pearl my memories are foggy."

I watched a light come into her eye's. Like she just got asked to see the Queen of England.

"Well you and my dad use to get into a lot of trouble. He taught you how to sail and what loving the ocean was about. But to never trust anyone but your right hand man Mr. Smee."

"Sounds like I owe your father a thank you."

We finally reached where we was going. All we needed was her blood.

Y/N POV

"Do you think I can come with you?"

They both look at me and then look at each other before nodding. I pricked my finger and the portal opened. We closed our eyes and jumped in. When I opened them up I see that I'm standing on a road.

"Well I have things to do. Hook do you mind showing her around?"

"Sure I don't mind love." Then he leaned in and kissed her. That hurt but he is with her. I just hope he remembers me. He turned around to me and flashed me his famous smile. It made me melt inside. He offered me his arm.

"So I never actually got your name Miss. Sparrow."

"It's Y/n."

He showed me Granny's Dinner and helped me get a room. He intruded me to several people.

"So luv why did you want to come with us?"

"Well I'm looking for someone and I was hoping I would find some leads here."

"Well there is a whole book of our story's that someone wrote. Maybe we can look and see if your story is in it?"

"What do you mean-"

"Well if it isn't Hook and Sparrow. Mrs. Sparrow I wondered what happened to you."

"Leave her alone Gold." Then he grabbed my arm and kept walking.

"Who was that Kill?"

"Huh? Oh that was Rumpelstiltskin he goes by Gold here."

I just nodded my head. So he remembers me I'll have to talk to him. He must know something. We walked around for a little longer before he took me back to Granny's.

"Well that ends our tour my lady. Maybe tomorrow I can take you to my friend and we can look at the book."

"Sounds like a plan. Noon?"

"Sounds like a plan."

He walked away. As I watched him I seen Emma come around the corner they talked for a minute before walking away. I walked into Granny's and sat down. Ruby walked up to me.

"You hungry or thirst?"

"No, I think I'm gonna go lay down."

I got up and went into my room. I took off my boots and pulled my necklace out from under my shirt and looked at Killian's wedding ring. Tomorrow I'm gonna talk to Gold. Then I laid down and went to sleep.

I know this doesn't follow OUAT story line. I hope you like it! Thank you for reading.

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Down The Rabbit Hole ⚝ Killian Jones x Reader (3)

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summary: Alice's plan to overthrow the Queen of Hearts is thwarted by a dashing pirate with a hook. Years later, after the curse is broken, they reunite once again.

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I’ve been walking for about ten minutes when I walk up a steep slope and find a large tree house nestled in with the winding trees. The tree house is beautifully crafted with two stories and even balcony with more flowers growing on them. I stare at it for a moment in wonder before approaching. As I go to knock on the door with stained glass windows, it swings open and a man looks at me, seemingly in shock. The man is wearing a peculiar top hat and has curly brown hair that reaches past his ears. He simply stares at me.

“Hello.” I say softly, hoping to break the awkward silence, with a small smile.

“Alice?” He breathes out and tears form in his eyes as a large grin overtakes his face. Before I can ask him how he knows me he’s pulling me into the tightest hug I’ve ever received. My eyes widen and I hesitantly laugh along with him as he spins me around. He puts me down, putting his hands on my shoulders to look at me properly.

“I know you don’t remember me.” He says somewhat somberly.

“I-Have we met before?” I ask with a kind smile. I don’t know what it is about this man but I do feel a strange connection between us, as if I already know him. I can’t recall ever even seeing him before, let alone knowing him though.

“Yes. My name’s is Jefferson. I-i know you don’t know me but you said once you would help me. You promised. I need you to keep that promise, Alice.” He says emphatically with pleading eyes.

“I’ll help you however I can, though I’m unsure what I’m even helping you to do.” I say with a chuckle and a reassuring hand on his own that’s still resting on my shoulder. His entire face lights up and without a second to say anything else he pulls me into the tree house by my hand. I let out an embarrassing yelp at the sudden movement but try to keep pace.

As we enter what must be the dining room I see a table covered in porcelain dishes and tea cups with little finger foods. Sitting at the table are two…people? It feels rude to call them animals. Though I imagine if I were an animal, I probably wouldn’t be offended if someone called me one. Maybe I would only be offended if a human called me one. What kind of animal would I be?

I snap out of my racing thoughts when I see the white rabbit I had been following down the rabbit hole. My eyes light up in recognition and right as I’m about to say something the other guest hurls a tea cup right at my head so I duck.

“You’re late for tea!” The other guest shouts and I realize he’s a hare. I look at him affronted.

“How can I be late when I was never invited to begin with?” I ask incredulously. The hare looks terrified and hides behind his ears.

“Alice, this is McTwisp.” Jefferson finally chimes in, gesturing towards the white rabbit.

“Welcome home Alice.” McTwisp says with a genuine smile I raise my eyebrows in surprise. Home. the word warms my heart in a way I haven’t felt since before my father passed.

“I’ve met you as well?” I ask in delight. McTwisp nods his head proudly in response.

“And this is The March Hare.” Jefferson says, pointing to the hare who’d nearly cracked my skull open with a teacup. At the mention of his name he hides under the table. I let out an amused laugh unintentionally, a feeling of fondness coming over me. A feeling that’s old, like a memory that’s not my own.

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We all sit at the table having tea and talking when I decide to ask Jefferson a question. “What exactly do you need my help with.” The mood immediately drops and Jefferson’s face turns deadly serious.

“The Queen of Hearts.” He says, voice filled with malice and hatred. I furrow my brows in concern.

“The Queen of Hearts?” I prod skeptically. “Like the card?”

He nods his head, not looking at me, lost in a memory. “She’s the queen of this land, and she destroyed my life and everyone else in Wonderland.” He says darkly, making the hairs on my arms stand up.

“What did she do?” I ask softly, placing my hand over his, grounding him back to the present. He looks at me sadly.

“I have a daughter, Grace.” He tells me and I feel shocked but I’m immediately filled with sympathy, assuming the worst. “I traveled to this land to help someone, so I could make money so me and my daughter could live comfortably. “But I was betrayed, left here at the whim of The Queen of Hearts.” He pauses to pull down his shirt, showing off his neck to reveal a large scar that wraps around his neck. I look at him in shock, eyes filled with sympathy.

“Why haven’t you stopped her?” I ask, voice quiet.

“Because only you can stop her. You must take the throne.” He says emphatically. My heart skips anxiously at his words.

“Me? I can’t even tie a corset, let alone overthrow someone that powerful.” I say through an incredulous laugh. He looks at me, eyes intense with sadness.

“You don’t believe anymore.” He says, almost to himself. “You have to! We’re all doomed if you don’t!” He shouts, his face turning panicky and I feel my heart rate pick up speed.

“Believe?” I say with a disbelieving laugh. “This is all just a dream.”

At that, he gets up, standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders. “Even the queen knows you can defeat her, that’s why she cursed you. She cursed you so you would forget everything about Wonderland.” He says with a squeeze of my shoulders. I look up at him for a long moment in consideration.

“I want to wake up now.” I say firmly, closing my eyes tightly.

When I open them, I’m still here.

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killian jones masterlist

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[mostfandomimagines]

Imagine: Killian winking at you when you, Emma and Mary Margaret end up in the Enchanted Forest

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Masterlist: Once Upon A Time

All my Once Upon a Time writing will be linked here!

Imagines full one shots with all your favourite Once Upon a Time characters

Jefferson Scar (Gender Neutral Reader)

Killian Jones/Hook Hooked On A Feeling (Gender Neutral Reader) Flower Shop (Male Reader)

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[justanoasisimagines]

Fluff Alphabet

Hey my lovelies back with another fluff alphabet, my requests are open and my guidelines are pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

A = Affection - How afectionate are they? Do they like recieving affection etc?

Killian is an extremely affectionate person. Physical Touch is one of his love languages. He also likes you to be affectionate with him. Killian can be quite cheeky with his affection. Sometimes being affectionate to get a reaction out of you.

B = Bathing - Do they like to bathe or shower alone? What's it like to share a bath or shower with him?

Killian prefers showering with you. Killian witnesses bathing as an opportunity to relax, to talk about your days, to allow you both to soak off the week. A shower is another opportunity for Killian to roam his hands over your body, perfect for kisses and intimate moments. Being in a relationship with Killian means rarely showering alone.

C = Cooking - Can they cook? Do they like to cook? Would they cook for you? What type of dishes would they like to cook?

Killian is not the best cook in the world. In your relationship, you would do the majority of the cooking. Killian would not be eager to learn how to cook, he knows the basics, and he can get by. However, he doesn't enjoy the process.

D = Dates - What type of dates would they like to go on? Do they like to plan dates? Be taken on dates? How frequently is date night? etc

Going on dates is something Killian isn't used to. He knows how to court someone, but the modern idea of dating is confusing to Killian. You would have to teach Killian about all the activities you could do for a date. It could be quite fun, Killian would be happy with it too. It gives him an excuse to spend time with you.

E = Effort - How much effort do they put in? How do they show their efforts? Are they either an all out or all in kind of person?

Killian is an all-in kind of person. He's never going to do anything half-arsed. He knows early on if he wants to put effort into your relationship. Killian shows his effort by giving you his quality time being affectionate and merging his world with yours.

F = Family - Do they want to have children? What would family life look like? How many children do they want? etc?

Killian wouldn't be opposed to having a family, however, he's in no rush for it. He'd want his children to enjoy life on the sea as much as he does. He'd be a stern parent, wanting the best for his children. Killian would also love telling them stories.

G = Gentleman/Lady - How much of a gentleman/lady would they be? Would they hold out doors for you? Pull out your chair? Walk on the road side? etc

Killian is a gentleman in his own loveable rouge way. He's not going to be sweet, but he is charming and protective. No one is going to hurt you and get away with it. He will keep you out of harm's way. He'll open doors out for you, only to whisper something in your ear.

H = Honeymoon - Where would they like to go on honeymoon? What would it look like? etc

Killian would like to spend his honeymoon with you on the Jolly Roger. He'd like to travel across the oceans with you taking you to all his favourite spots. The length of the honeymoon would depend on you both. Killian wouldn't mind if you went away for a few days or several days to a couple of months. Only providing it's just you two.

I = I love you - How long would it take them to fall in love with you? How would they confess? Is it a big deal to them etc?

It takes a while for Kilian to fall in love with you. He doesn't expect to at first, Seeing it as nothing more than playful flirtatious banter yet it unexpectedly blossoms. Telling you is a big deal to Killian, he searched for the right moment. He fails on several occasions. He wants you to know he's serious and committed to you, so for Killian, the moment has to be just right.

J = Jealously - How easily do they get jealous? What makes them jealous? How do they react when your jealous? etc

Killian is a jealous person. He doesn't take too kindly to approaching you or flirting with you. He's naturally a possessive person. He has two forms of approach, direct and non-direct. Either way, he's not going to let it slide.

I've got a jealously headcanon here which goes into more detail.

K = Kisses - What kisses are they more likely to give? What kisses do they like to recieve? etc

Giving; Neck kisses, passionate kisses, come back to bed kisses, possessiv kisses,

Recieving; Good night kisses, good morning kisses, passionate kisses, sleepy kisses etc.

L = Love Language - What's their love language(s)? What languages are they most receptive to?

Killian's love language which he's receptive to and one of his love languages is physical touch. He prefers to show his emotions rather than have an emotionally deep conversation with you. Killian's secondary love language would be gift-giving. He'd surprise you with random things he'd found on his journeys to give you.

M = Marriage - Do they want to get married? What would being married to them look like? Do they want a large or small wedding? etc

Killian wants to get married more than he lets on. He wants you to have his last name. He wants to bind you together forever. When Killian marries you, there is no going back for him. Killian's not fussed over how big or small the ceremony is as long as he gets to marry you.

N = Nicknames - What nicknames would they use for you? Do you give any to them?

You; Love, Sweetheart, Darling, My Sweet, Beautiful,

O = Obvious - How obvious are they? What gives them away? Their face or actions?

It's difficult to tell if Killian likes you or not. He's naturally flirtatious and charming, it's difficult to tell if he's being serious about you. Even others around you can't tell if he's doing it because it's naturally him or because he likes you. Killian does have to be blunt with his intentions. Being more physically affectionate etc. In the end, Killian does have to have a conversation with you about his feelings and his intentions.

P = Public Displays of Affection - Do they enjoy PDA? How comfotable are they with PDA?

Killian loves public displays of affection. He does it in a kind of possessive way of telling everyone around, you belong to him. He also can't get enough of you. He's affectionate because he wants to me, if not being a little bit cheeky at times. Killian's always pushing boundaries of what's suitable in public.

Q = Quality Time - How do they like to spend quality time with you? How do they make time? Can they communicate effectively when they need quality time with you?

Killian loves traveling with you. He loves spending time with you on the Jolly Roger exploring the world together. It's his favorite way to spend any time with you. Kilian is not the best communicator, so when he needs to spend time with you, he'll eventually drag you away from whatever's taking up your time.

R = Romantic - Do they consider themselves romantic?

Killian considers himself to be romantic. He knows how to make you swoon. He knows what you like, so he'd considered himself to be romantic. Although, he finds himself learning about confusing courting methods. He's not going to follow all of them because he thinks some are odd. He does like to bring you flowers and chocolate from time to time.

T = Tease - Do they like to tease you? If so, how?

Yes, Killian does love to tease you. he likes to see you caught off guard when he whispers something into your ear. Killian feels powerful with the knowledge he can get a reaction out of you. It's usually by whispering something provocative in your ear.

U = Umbrella - Would they hold an umbrella for you? Would they kiss you in the rain? Dance with you in the rain?

Killian doesn't understand the point of umbrellas. It comes from spending so much time on the ocean, that he's experienced rough seas. There's not much you can do and it's only a little water. However, will he kiss you in the rain? Absolutely, he doesn't need the rain to find an excuse to kiss you. Dancing? He doesn't dance, and he doesn't want to lose his reputation, but if you ask him enough, he will just for you.

V = Vanity - How do they see themselves? Positively or negatively? What's their favourite part of their body etc?

Killian likes what he sees in the mirror. He sees himself as rugged and handsome. His favorite feature is his face. He believes that is the body party that attracted you to him in the first place.

W = Whole - When you're apart do they feel like part of them is missing? How do they deal with being apart from you?

Kilian can handle being away from you, it doesn't mean he likes it. He doesn't like being away from you for too long. A couple of days at most. While you're away life continues as normal, however, his mind flickers to you frequently.

X = Xtra - An extra headcanon

Killian keeps a picture of you in his pocket. He doesn't like most modern technology, however, cameras have proved to be useful. Now he can keep a picture of you wherever he goes. He can look at it whenever he pleases.

Y = You - What do you they like most about you? Favourite body part etc?

Killian's favorite of your body would be the whole thing. There is not a part of your body he doesn't like. His favorite part of your personality would be your ability to keep up with him. He needs someone who can keep up with him and the fact you do makes him even more eager.

Z = Zzzz - Sleeping headcanons

Killian likes to be the big spoon. He also sleeps by the door, if someone is going to attack you while you're sleeping, he wants to be the first person they make contact with. Killian doesn't sleep with his hook on, but his sword is placed beside his bed.

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Headcanons for being Sam Winchester's ex-girlfriend and moving to Storybrooke where you end up falling for Killian Jones...

After you and Sam break up, you need a clean break so you do the insane choice of putting a map on the table, closing your eyes and pointing... and that's how you ended up moving to Storybrooke.

The hunter lifestyle was too hard to maintain a relationship but there's a lot of love still between you and Sam but you need to move for both of your own good's.

Storybrooke is a small town, quiet which is exactly what you need right now. You weren't planning on staying long-term, maybe a few months and then move on again but in order to get over Sam, you needed a nice quiet town to just pass the time.

You hadn't imagined how important Storybrooke and the townspeople would become for you.

Immediately, you fall in love with the town. It's right out of a story - literally - and the people are so welcoming and... familiar.

It isn't long before Henry, the nice young boy, latches onto you and is telling you all about the town and the people. Turns out they're all quite literally ripped from stories.

It's insane but you can't help but believe him. You had just been in a relationship with a hunter who hunted literal angels and demons. Why wouldn't you believe him?

It's pretty cool learning everyone's fairy-tale and then getting to know them, strange but cool.

And then... you meet him.

Captain Hook or his actual name of Killian Jones.

He is nothing like the Disney movie.

He's handsome and charming and flirts so much.

"I thought you were swearing off men and relationships," Ruby nudges you after witnessing you ogling Killian. She had quickly became your close friend in town and of course you'd told her all about your previous relationship and Sam.

"I never said I wanted to be in a relationship with him," you roll your eyes, "but I didn't say I couldn't look and have a bit of fun."

You and Killian flirt but in actual fact, he annoys the fuck out of you. He's rude and is so unbelievably arrogant. The two of you clash a bit with the occasional flirt.

Killian likes teasing you but knows exactly how to push your buttons and go to far and sometimes he does it for fun. He likes seeing you mad; likes seeing you stand up for yourself against him.

He likes that you're a strong woman who doesn't just take his shit, he likes when you stand up for yourself and your friends. It's admirable.

There's been quite a few times where the two of you have been the last one at the bar and he becomes human to you on those nights.

"What are you drinking for tonight?" He asks sitting next to you.

"To forget." It's honest. You want to forget your past life, the hunts you'd gone on with Sam and Dean where you'd nearly died or one of them got hurt. You wanted a clean slate and yet you found your past kept sneaking up on you.

"A man, I presume," Killian says eyeing you, "Takes one to know one, suppose. I drink to forget a woman."

You like those nights. You chat about your old life and each time you meet, he opens you up a little bit more. He finds you fascinating. He doesn't bat an eyelid when you tell him about the monsters and the hunts, he's seen it all before.

After those nights, he still does annoy the shit out of you but you start to have feelings for him. He's lonely, like you, and sad, like you.

Then you're whisked away to Neverland with the actual Peter Pan who's a bad guy?! He's cruel and Disney done fucked up with their portrayal of him.

"Aw man," you groan as Killian tries to explain everything to you, "I can't keep up with this shit. So Peter Pan's bad, you're a good guy... What the fuck?"

And while you're on fucking Neverland, Killian saves you. Killian saves your life and in doing so, he ends up getting hurt. And to twist the knife that little bit more, right before Pan hurts Hook, he forces his admission of having feelings for you out of him before he strikes.

You're crying as you're trying to save him but you don't know how and then you realise, "This is all fucked, right?" You sob, "But this is all a fairy-tale so then true love's kiss should work, right?"

You kiss him and... he's saved.

There's no time to talk about it, you have to kill Pan first which when you all work together, you manage to succeed and it's only as you're coming back to Storybrooke on the Jolly Roger that you and Killian finally talk.

"I swore to myself that when I moved here, I wouldn't get into a relationship or fall in love, Killian." Killian's heart sinks a little bit as he thinks you're going to reject him.

"Sorry to have put you in that position, love," he nods, staring out to sea, "if you wish to never see me-"

"I don't want to not see you, Killian, that's not what I'm saying. I'm trying to say that I swore I wouldn't fall in love or get into a relationship and then... you happened. And... I'm not mad about it."

He kisses you, passionate and hungry, and from there, your relationship blooms. You're able to move on from Sam.

(And of course, one of the first things you do when you get home safe is introduce him to the Disney version of himself which he is frankly horrified at).

[deadlymistletoe]

Moonlit Misery

Pairing: Killian Jones/Captain Hook x Reader

Request: @notalizard asked: Killian Jones x GN! Reader but they have a a son who is stuck on pans island (pre curse) and they are both angsting about potentially never getting him back together

Genre: Angst

Description: On the anniversary of being separated from your beloved son by the devil known as Peter Pan, you and Killian despair under the moonlight with thoughts of your failure.

Warnings: mentions of manipulation; peter pan

Word Count: 1262

You glanced up from your spot where you sat on the edge of the pier, legs dangling in the air when the familiar footsteps stopped beside you and leather rustled as your husband sat down beside you, swinging his own legs over the dark ocean below.

The moon cast a gentle light over the water, its reflection moving with the swirl of the water and you raised an eyebrow as its reflection glinted off the bottle of rum the dark-haired pirate held in his hand.

“Really?” You questioned, watching as he used his teeth to pull the cork, dropping it from his teeth to the side. Normally you’d find the move incredibly attractive, and he’d accompany it with a suggestive wink. Not tonight though. Instead he only shrugged, the tiny, crooked smile he gave you forced and full of pain.

“Now, love, surely you’ve worked out by now that bemoaning over our loss isn’t complete without a bit of rum to sip depressingly at. Ruins the image.” Even as he held out the bottle to you, the spark in his eyes that usually accompanied his quips was gone, the blue that mirrored the ocean below dark and blank, void of life or happiness.

You sighed, taking the offered bottle and taking a long sip, grimacing only slightly at the flavour - you’d never been a massive fan of rum, but tasting it on Killian’s lips so often over the years had gotten you used to it. Besides, he was right. The two of you may as well fit the image.

Said image had become a yearly occurrence for the two of you ever since that fateful night. The rest of the crew knew well enough to keep away, and to keep others away by now. They also knew never to speak a word of it: both the yearly routine and the event that it was the anniversary of. Instead you would only receive sad glances you hardly noticed as the two of you stumbled back onto the Jolly Roger in the morning, slightly tipsy, slightly hungover and ready to ignore the event for another year.

But for tonight the fake ignorance was gone, the raw truth that weighed on both your hearts loud and clear.

“Do you think we’ll ever get him back?” You murmured as Killian finished taking his own swig of the drink.

You heard the sigh more than you saw it as he stared at the drink in his hand. “I hope so,” He answered, but you could both feel the worry between you that his hope would never be any more than just that: a hopeful wish that would never come true.

The truth was, the likelihood of getting back your son was very unlikely. The likelihood of getting him back unscathed was almost non–existent.

The absolute devil known as Peter Pan would make sure of that. Years ago, when he had sucked your son into his circle of lost children with fake acts of kindness and sincerity, none of you had known what you’d been about to lose. Not you, not Killian, not the crew who also adored your son, and not your son himself. The truth was, you didn’t even know if your son saw it as a loss.

A young boy of 11, he had been captivated by Pan and his charm and promises. Peter used that to his advantage to keep the boy drawn in, so there was no telling what Pan had told your son about the absence of his parents. Neither of you said it, but the worst fear of both you and your husband was that Peter had poisoned your beloved boy’s mind with lies of his family abandoning him.

It had haunted you ever since that even if you could get your son back he wouldn’t want to leave the so-called ‘family’ made up of lost boys.

What had started out as a tentative alliance - particularly when your son had taken an interest in Pan - had ended when the devil refused to let you take your son off shore after a venture through the island after he found out you intended on leaving, the alliance turning forced as he kept your son hidden and away from you, taunting the two of you with stories of how happy your only child was without you - how he had found a real family that didn’t steal and plunder for a living - as he used threats of the 11 year old’s safety as a way to keep both you and the rest of the crew of the Jolly Roger in check, doing his bidding.

This continued, pieces of you and Killian’s hearts chipping away as time continued to go by until Pan struck the final blow; giving you the option to finally leave the cursed island and its waters, only without your son. The ‘option’ had ended up being an order, and the night after Killian turned down the offer with a few choice words the lost boys went into action, forcing Killian to turn the boat away from the island lest more of his crew fall victim to the ruthless children, the lost boys chasing you until you passed the barrier and it shut behind you, casting you back into the waters of your own realm with no way back in, cursed to age and die while your son stayed young with Peter for eternity.

The only signs of what had transpired had been the youth of those who had been there along with the absence of your son and the dead and wounded bodies on your ship.

Now you leaned into the welcomed warmth as Killian put the bottle aside, wrapping his arm tightly around your shoulder and pulling you into him. You swallowed tightly, staring out at the dark sea.

“This is our fault.” You muttered. “We never should have risked taking him to that damn island, let alone the realm in the first place.”

You felt Killian’s fingers tighten on your shoulder as you uttered the same regrets you did every year. This time though, Killian pulled his arm away, turning your head to look at him, fingers lightly on your chin. Determination hardened his features. “This was not our fault. We didn’t know what would happen. And I swear to you and the gods, we will get our son back, however long it takes - whatever condition he is in - and we will be a family again.”

You swallowed once more, taking in the steely glint in his eyes that replaced the blankness. “What changed since last year? What makes you so sure?”

“What changed is that I won’t let us keep suffering like this. I won’t let that devil keep our family apart to prove a point.” He glanced at the water before looking back at you. “I am a very patient man, and mark my words, sooner or later we will get him back if I have to bargain with the Dark One himself.”

You pulled Killian’s arm around you again, leaning into him as you picked up the rum to take a last sip. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that, yeah?”

When dawn came and the two of you stepped back onto the planks that made the deck of your home, the crew took note of the difference from previous years; the new determination in both of your gaits and the hope that burned in your traded glances.

It was in silent agreement that the crew would do whatever they could to get your son home again.

A/N: I am open to writing a sequel at one point set in S3 where they reunite with their son if enough people are interested, so let me know if you are.

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[ceruleanrainblues]

Reblogging this masterpiece 'cause is just too perfect!!!!💛���. Would love to read more chapters soon!!

Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee Masterlist

Summary: You recently moved to Storybrooke and began working the morning shift at Granny’s diner. Meanwhile, Killian Jones has been working the night shift on the docks of Storybrooke for years. When his routine gets turned upside down, he begins to understand the simple joy brought by an early cup of coffee, as long as you’re the one pouring it.

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Author’s Note: Just a simple, fluffy coffee shop-esque au with our favorite devilishly handsome pirate. Also, my ask is always open for your guys’ suggestions. Would love to continue this fluff and incorporate some of your ideas. Hope you enjoy some much needed wholesome fluff.

Extras: Playlist

Chapter One: Bitter Coffee

Chapter Two: Warming Up

Chapter Three: Empty Booth

Chapter Four: Bad Luck

Chapter Five: Pick Up

Chapter Six: Identity Theft

Chapter Seven: An Invitation

Chapter Eight: Family Dinner

[jjaylove27]

True Love

Part Six

A/N Y/h/s means your favorite hair style. Y/n/f/o means your favorite outfit.

I woke up the next morning ready to start my day. I got up and got dressed. I walked out of my room into Granny's I seen Emma, Snow, and David sitting at a table talking. Emma looked over at me I gave her a small smile and kept walking. I arrived at work and had 5 ships I had to check and 2 that had to be filled. Finally lunch rolled around as I was walking to clock out I bumped into Killian.

"Hey Killian what are you up to?"

"I was just looking for you to see if you wanted to grab a bit to eat. so do you?"

"I would love to because I'm starving."

"Well then lets go to Granny's."

"How's your day going?"

"Well the world isn't ending so I would say it's going really good."

"That is what sucks about becoming the hero of the story you are always having to save the world. That was my favorite thing about being a pirate is we have are code but we listen to the ocean."

"That was my favorite thing about our trips. We just let the sails down and went where they lead us."

"Are you remembering more stuff?"

"No, just what I read for the pages. Which we need to put back in the book. Maybe that will give me my memories back."

"Anything is worth a try. I hate that you don't have your memories and you have to read about them."

We reached Granny's and sat down and ordered our food and chatted a little more about are day and was coming up.

A couple weeks have pasted of Killian picking me up from work to go and eat lunch. We was getting to know each other a better. Killian wasn't much more different then he was in the Enchanted Forest. We talked about our past together. He was constantly asking questions wanting to know more. Today was no different sitting at Granny's talking.

"Y/N would you like to go out on a date with me tonight?"

"I would love to. What are you thinking?"

"That my dear is a surprise. I'll pick you up at 6."

I nodded my head. He headed up to go pay for the food and walked me back to work. Four rolled a round and I clocked out for work. I rushed back to Granny's jumped in the shower. I fixed my hair in y/h/s and did light make up. Then I put on y/n/f/o and just finished in time. I heard a knock on the door. I went over and there was Killian looking as handsome as ever. He was wearing boots, black pants, black shirt, and a black vest.

"Wow, Sparrow you looked beautiful."

"You don't look so bad Killian."

He held out his arm and I took it. We started walking. It was a nice night. The moon was out in full that night. We arrived at the docks and walked up the Jolly Roger.

"Kill what are we doing?"

"Well I figured we could put the pages back in the book then we could go sailing."

"Our favorite thing to do and our first date."

"Was it really?"

"Yes it was. You didn't want to take me into town cause you didn't want anyone looking at me."

"Well it looks like somethings don't change."

Then he pulled out a book and flicked it open.

"Want to do the honors my darling?"

I nodded and took the pages I laid them in the book and just like that a golden light came out of the book and the pages was sealed back into the book.

"Well now that's done why don't we take a trip."

"Sounds like a great time. Get to it Caption."

We sailed for awhile just feeling the air on are face. We finally docked again.

"Thank you. That was the best night I've had in a long time."

He moved my hair out of my face and leaned down and kissed. A huge gust of wind happened and then Killian pulled back.

"I remember everything my little sparrow."

I smiled huge and kissed him again.

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Down The Rabbit Hole ⚝ Killian Jones x Reader (1)

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summary: Alice's plan to overthrow the Queen of Hearts is thwarted by a dashing pirate with a hook. Years later, after the curse is broken, they reunite once again.

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wc: 1,054

The carriage bumps once again, causing my mother to close her eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. I raise an eyebrow at how tense she is. It’s only a soiree, after all, which we’ve been to enough times that not even I get nervous anymore. Just filled with dread. When she opens her eyes, I smile—a reassuring smile which she returns, her expression softening.

“You’re not wearing your corset.” My mother’s calm expression breaks into one of annoyance once again as she chastises me. I furrow my eyebrow, trying not to look as though I’m pouting.

“Why should I have to wear a corset?” I ask, knowing I’m acting slightly like a petulant child. I can’t help it, though; the last time I’d worn a corset, my ribs felt bruised for days.

“Because corsets are proper,” my mother explains, despite already knowing that I knew that. I shoot her a look.

“Who’s to say what is proper? If proper was to wear a pigeon in your hair, would you do it?” I ask rhetorically. My mother shoots me an exasperated look, and I sigh, feeling slightly bad. “I’m sorry,” I say, my tone no longer argumentative. “I’m just tired,” I add without further explanation.

Tired is a bit of an understatement. Delirious is more like it. I’ve never been someone who gets a lot of sleep, not even as a child, plagued by dreams of a place that I can never seem to remember in detail when I awake. Recently they’ve been even more frequent, causing me to pace back and forth in my room for most of the night. The maid, Josephine, even made a joke about me burning a hole in the carpet, which led me to having a conversation holding her hostage about how fast someone would have to move to do such a thing. I should talk to my mother about paying her more.

“Are you having those dreams again?” She asks, her concern evident. I simply nod, not wanting to go into detail, so as not to worry her further. Just as she’s about to open her mouth to say something else, the carriage comes to a stop, meaning we’ve arrived. It’s my turn to sigh heavily as I imagine all the dancing I’ll have to do.

My mother reaches over and grabs both my hands in hers. “You are so beautiful, Alice. And unapologetically yourself. I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter,” she finishes, her eyes becoming somewhat teary. My eyes widen slightly, but I feel my heart warm considerably at her words. I smile softly at her in thanks.

The carriage swings open, and I see Andy’s parents there to greet us. I step out of the carriage, careful not to step on my baby blue dress. Andy’s father, Haymish, lends me a hand, and I bow my head slightly in appreciation. I’ve known Haymish’s family since I was a little girl. He’s a sailor, like my father was, and would often see me running around my family’s manor and would tease me about my striped socks that I loved so dearly.

Before Haymish can say a word, his wife speaks up. “Andy is waiting to dance with you in the gardens,” she says, leaving no room for argument.

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Andy and I dance silently for a while when I accidentally bump into another couple dancing next to us. Andy shouts an apology at them, giving some excuse for why. I look up at him with an apologetic look, understanding that he has to protect his family’s reputation.

“You’re more spaced out than usual today, Alice,” Andy says with a fond chuckle. I smile back at him. Andy is a good man. He always has been since we were children. He’s been especially understanding towards me and my strange quirks, which is surprising for a man who was primarily raised by the witch that is his mother.

“I was imagining what it would be like if everyone were wearing birds on their heads,” I say, stifling a giggle at the mental imagery.

“What kinds of birds?” He can’t help but ask with a small smile.

“Pigeons,” I reply, looking up at him with an amused smile.

“Alice,” Andy says, his face becoming somewhat serious for a moment as he stops dancing and turns to face me. I look up at him in confusion and slight concern. I go to ask if he’s alright, but he interrupts me. “Meet me at the gazebo in five minutes. I have something I wish to ask you,” and without waiting for my reply, he walks off quickly. I stare after him for a moment, but I notice something out of the corner of my eye.

A white rabbit, and it looked as though it were wearing… clothes? It quickly runs off into the maze of hedges on the property. I rub my eyes, confused and slightly concerned that I’m becoming touched in the head.

I walk towards the direction the rabbit went and enter the maze. I turn the corner when I come face to face with Mildred, Andy’s mother, who begins talking to me about something regarding Andy’s digestive system, but I’m hardly paying attention as we walk and she talks.

I reply to her half-heartedly but gasp when I see the rabbit once again, this time I can clearly see it wearing a blue waistcoat as it runs off. Mildred turns to look at what I’m looking at, but the rabbit is already gone by the time she turns. When she doesn’t see anything, she turns back to me with an expression I’m all too familiar with by now.

“What’s wrong, dear?” She asks with fake concern oozing from her tone, but I can see the contempt in her eyes. I open my mouth to answer, but as I look behind her, I see the rabbit once more, this time he’s holding up a pocket watch and pointing at it before running off once more.

“I’m so sorry, Mildred. You know how much I enjoy our chats,” I say with a plastic smile, when in reality, I wish I could tell her how little I care about Andy’s poor digestive system. “But you’ll have to excuse me,” I say, and without waiting for her reply-

I run.

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[takemetothemoon-fics]

Perfectly safe

Title: Perfectly safe

Pairing: Killian Jones x reader

Word count: 863

Warnings: alcohol

Tags: Fluff, a loooot of flirting

Synopsis: Reader get's really drunk, and needs Hook to take care of her.

A/N: I am quite braindead so forgive me if I make some mistakes or anything in that direction.... Once again, enjoy reading :) btw, figured out the "keep reading" thing, so now it's not that long hihi

MASTERLIST

In the end, you are grateful in a way. If you wouldn't have gotten that shitfaced, you would never have met him

You are sitting in a tavern. It's late. You felt lonely, and since you didn't have a person to solve this problem with, you decided to use your only friend available. Alcohol.

He's sitting in a corner of a bar, with his crew. He's had a few ales, but is acceptably sober. He notices a person with y/h/c hair sitting at the bar, all by themself. He walks over to you, and from this angle, he can tell you've had one too many.

"Hello darling." He says, in a flirtatious way, trying to asses your state.

"Hello sir." your words are slurred. You look to the man who appeared next to you, not having a clue who he is.

"Are you alright, my lady?" He asks, his brow slightly raised, his voice deep and gentle. he can tell by the way you're staring at him, and your speech, that you've had too much to drink, but he's a gentleman, and you've drawn his attention with your beauty. He takes the opportunity to lean in closer to see the color of your eyes.

"I'm fiiiine"

"You are anything but, darling, let me escort you home"

"I do not," you hiccup, "need escorting home." you switch up the way you sit, showing him that you are fine, but the act does not last long.

"My, my, you're a feisty one, aren't you?" he says, letting out a chuckle. He takes a moment to observe you, a curious look on his face. You are quite the sight, that's for sure. He leans in a bit close to you, looking deep into your eyes. "The only thing you need to do, is trust me." he has a devilish smile on his face, and then he tries to take your hand.

You pull your hand back. "I do not need anything from you."

"Are you quite sure, my fair lady?" He says, his voice sweet, yet with a small edge of authority. "My offer is still open, if it is of your desire", He says in a seductive tone - one that would have a lesser person weak in the knees, so to speak, but you are much braver than the usual ladies he pursues.

"Leaaaveee" You push your hand out, in an attempt to push him away. You miss completely causing you to fall.

"Hm," He grunts as he catches you before you hit the ground. "That was most unladylike", He says teasingly, but with an air of seriousness. He lifts you up and holds you steady under the arms, letting you rest against his chest and begins moving towards the exit, assuming that his gentlemanly gesture had changed your mind. "We would not want to make a scene in this fine establishment, would we, my lady?"

You mumble something, but he can't make much out of it.

He notice how your breath is heavy, and the blush on your cheeks is rather intense. He gets curious. With a swift move, he puts you back on the stool you were sitting on. "May I ask what a beautiful lady like yourself is doing in a place like this, and all alone, at that?" He asks in a gentle voice, but his gaze is intense, and the slight edge in it makes it seem like he wants to know the genuine truth. It is almost as if he's a detective who has to figure someone out.

"That is-" Suddenly, you become aware of your surroundings. you notice people glancing at you and smile or snicker once they notice your current state. "I need to get out of here."

"As you wish, my lady", His voice is deep and smooth. "I'll take you away from this place. But, please, tell me, what's your name, lovely one?" he asks, taking an opportunity to move closer to you, as he wants to get his hands on your waist. You can feel the heat of his body as he stands this close, and it would be very hard for a woman not to be intrigued by such proximity.

"Y/N." you say shortly, trying to put an end to the conversation.

"y/n. A pretty name for a pretty damsel. Killian. Killian Jones." He says, as he lays his hand on his chest. "Is there somewhere you'd like to go that is more quiet?"

"I want to go home. Ssso tired."

"Then we shall", He says in a gentle voice, with a small smile. "I'll escort you home, my dear." He starts taking you to the door, and then, with some effort, he hails a carriage. He opens the door for you so that you can get in first.

"Please don't do anything bad to me. I am in no state to defend myself" you say, as you hiccup for the 1000th time.

"You will be perfectly safe", he says, a genuine, reassuring smile coming on his face as he enters the carriage with you. "I will be your escort and your protector through the night, and the nights to come…"

[manchblack]

whenever people talk about shows that they wish would've come out now instead of when they did, once upon a time is always on the top of my list. not because i want it to be better written but because the fandom would be batshit insane and it would be SO funny