Oh lord, why do I ship CS. I mean, the first thing, is the chemistry…
I mean, we really hit OTP heaven with Jennifer Morrison and Colin O’Donoghue. I know A&E wrote them, but those two, they made Captain Swan what it was, the perfection.
The next I would go with understanding each other…
They really do. Both orphans, both hurt in the past, and yes, they were different types of hurt, but they understand how it can wound the soul. I love how it just didn’t happen… that it was little moments…
There was hesitance and scars they were both afraid to share, and they knew that about each other. And yes, both were scared, but once they were able to admit their feelings… they were able to speak the truth…
and they were even more scared to lose each other.
Can you picture if Emma and Killian from above were able to travel to the future and see this …
My last submission for CS Cocktober! Thanks to @initiala and @cscocktoberfest for creating this wonderful and dirty event!
Warning: This contains role play and BDSM (spanking, orgasm denial). Not as explicit as the last one, but you have been warned. Enjoy!
Emma Swan sighed once again as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was too lazy to get a Halloween costume, so Killian had volunteered to get her one. She should have known he would get her something completely ridiculous.
Notes: Here is my 2nd and final piece for @cscocktoberfest! So sorry it’s super late, RL has been a little upside down recently.
With every kiss that Killian placed upon his Swan’s neck and breasts, another obscene moan left her lips and made him cringe. It was their first time together in his room at Granny’s and he’d hoped to leave her breathless and wanting with his teasing touches, but instead she was producing moans and groans that reminded him of inexperienced working girls.
The next clearly exaggerated moan was too much for the centuries-old pirate and he sat up, pushing his way off the bed and tossing Emma’s shirt at her.
“Killian?“ she said in confusion, propping herself up on the bed, “What’s wrong?“
“Clearly this was a bad idea.“ he sighed, turning away from her and grabbing his flask from the desk in the room, “You can go and we don’t need to discuss this again.“
“You’re kicking me out?“ she demanded, getting to her feet and pulling her shirt on, “What the hell? I thought you wanted this?“
“I thought you did too!“ he snapped in frustration, biting the cork off his flask and drinking down a swing of rum, “But clearly my touch disgusts you just as I feared it would.“
“What are you talking about?“ she asked with a frown, “You don’t disgust me!“
Summary: Emma Swan left the chaos of Storybrooke behind ten years ago. In those ten years, Killian Jones has embraced the outlaw life that comes with being in his family. When Emma returns, the two will be thrown into a whirlwind of danger and death that will cause them to truly examine just how much being together is worth it.
Hey folks! The fifth chapter of Pip’s Sons of Anarchy inspired @captainswanbigbangfic Every Flight Begins With a Fallis now up! Check it out here on Tumblr and here on AO3.
Take a look at this poster representing Emma and Killian and everything they are in this universe. We love the contrast between Emma’s light and Killian’s dark and the way the posters are muted gives it a bit of surrealism that binds them together. The sweet innocence of Henry in sleep amidst the chaos of club life is perfect!
Imagine if Hope’s true love turns out to be Blackbeard’s son.
Thank you anon for the inspiration! I’m not sure what this is, but here it is.
Summary:A teenage Hope Swan-Jones is caught fooling around with Blackbeard’s son. Rated T (mentions of sex). Set some time in the future after 7×22 (no mention of other S7 characters).
It all
happened when Emma took an unanticipated walk home during lunch time. The
morning had been rather uneventful at the sheriff station, but the copious
amount of paperwork had kept her ass glued to that godawful armless chair –
they really needed to buy new chairs – until Killian and her father graced her
with their presence, freshly returned from their patrol. She almost jumped out
of her seat when Killian, ever the loving husband, offered to finish the paperwork
for her. The sound of a sloppy kiss against her pirate’s stubbled cheek had her
father rolling his eyes in mocking annoyance until she disappeared into the
station’s hallway with a hurried step.
Of course
this hadn’t been the first time she had forgotten something at home. While she
loved her family and wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, the chaotic
mornings were… tense. Between breakfast, making beds, quickies in the shower, trying
to find clean clothes to put on and preparing her teenage daughter’s lunchbox
(even though Hope kept insisting that she was too old for that), it was only
natural that she ended up forgetting something. Today it had been her phone.
She was pretty certain that she had left it in Hope’s bedroom, having dropped it
on her desk when her 17-year-old daughter struggled to put her necklace on and
ended up asking for her help.
A frown
took over her face when she opened the house’s front door and realized she had
forgotten to lock it. God, what was her
problem? She really needed to take a break or something, because she didn’t
remember ever being this irresponsible. Not wanting to waste any more time, she
ran upstairs towards Hope’s bedroom, anxious to finally get her hands on her
damn phone.
Her brain
took a while to process the shrill scream that echoed through the house once
she pulled the bedroom door open, but eventually a small gasp escaped Emma’s
lips when she found her daughter’s startled blue eyes staring back at her.
Emma’s gasp turned into a pained grunt when she realized that Hope wasn’t
alone. Lying right next to her on the bed there was a shirtless Theo, his
suddenly shaking hand still groping her daughter’s left breast.
“Just watch me,” Killian said and she met his gaze. This close to him there was an intimacy to the way their eyes held. It sent a shiver through her. She wondered if he could feel it too.
He waited until she was ready and then he took a step. The hand at her back guiding her after him. A few times she stumbled her feet tangling up with his. Each time he kept her upright, each time he assured her she was doing fine.
Emma doesn’t remember much of her past, all she knows is she needs to get out of Misthaven. The mysterious group called the Industrialists continues to gain power and control since they overthrew the royal family over a decade ago. Out of options, Emma joins forces with a conman Killian and his partner Ruby in their plot to pass her off as the lost princess of Misthaven. But as they travel together and Killian and Ruby try to teach her how to be a princess, Emma begins to uncover hidden pieces of her past. When threats start closing in around them will she choose to escape to safety or risk everything to find her family and reveal a dangerous secret that could change history forever?
Anastasia!AU. Rating: M Story content warning: some descriptions of violence, slow burn
My art for this wonderful chapter! They’re getting closer and my heart beats so fast! This moment is EVERYTHING ♥
Thanks to bucklesomeswashswan for her feedback and amazing story! And of course the team of CSBB!
This is my final contribution for @cscocktoberfest. When I signed up for this event, I signed up to do one story and a pic set. I have instead created two one-shots with accompanying picsets, two manips with drabbles, and one pic set for an older story. It’s been a busy month.
I need to give major thanks to all the creators and fans who were a part of this event. It’s been amazing to see all the new works. You guys are all so incredibly talented. I must also give special thanks to @initiala for being the mastermind behind this event and letting me tag along for the ride. And to @wellhellotragic for totally owning the mod game. It’s been great working with and getting to know both of you.
And now on to the story! It is unbeta’d, so please excuse any grammatical errors.
Blame the Rum
Rating: E
Words: ~3,800
Summary: Canon divergence set during the CS Movie. When they return from the past, Emma makes Killian finish the job his former self started.
Given what I’m drinking, if I remember anything, I’ll simply blame the rum.
Emma repeated these words to herself like a mantra as she walked along the docks on the arm of a staggering Captain Hook. She’d had a hell of a time keeping him occupied and away from the ship. After she’d extracted him from his gambling companions, they’d spent a mere 30 minutes drinking in the darkened corner of the tavern. She knew that wouldn’t be enough time for Killian to finish what he needed to do, but Hook was insistent about leaving, either with her or someone else.
Now they were slowly approaching the ship and she was desperately trying to hide her panic. At a loss for what to do, she stopped abruptly and turned to the pirate, gripping the lapels of his coat.
“Kiss me,” she breathed as she rose up on her toes and captured his mouth with her own.
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