A/N: And here we meet the whole Charming family! Again really huge thank yous to my betas @justanotherwannabeclassic and @eloquentlyenchanted for really making this fic the best it can be. Also check out the amazing fic headers @princesse-swan has made for each chapter! They’re truely fantastic and I can’t want for yall to see what she came up with next.
The torches of the great ballroom cast a warm glow on all the guests in attendance for the Crown Princess Emma of Misthaven’s birthday ball. The jewels at the ears, necks, wrists, and fingers of the guest glittered and reflected off each other as they danced and drank from the impressive royal wine collection. Despite being the guest of honor, Emma herself had taken a step back from the revelry as a way to catch her breath and have a moment of privacy. She spotted her mother and father talking and laughing with the usual crowd of people. Her mother insisted that one day Emma would come to enjoy and seek out the company of others. Emma knew she would always need these secluded moments to herself if she were to ever rule properly.
She saw her little brother, Leo, join her parents and their friends and tell an apparently hilarious joke since all the adults were still laughing heartily. Emma couldn’t help but think that Leo might be a better choice for Heir of Misthaven – he was outgoing and friendly without being naive. Surely he would be able to secure more alliances with neighboring kingdoms and principalities than her sullen and shrewd self. But being firstborn, Emma would be the one to inherit the crown and the throne and the responsibility. Perhaps Leo could be her official ambassador, to give lords and ladies and all other highborn people a good impression of Misthaven.
“Emma?” a tiny voice spoke as Emma felt someone pulling at her billowing skirt. Emma looked down and saw her baby sister Charlotte, still in her nightclothes, looking up at her expectantly.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed?” Emma asked, smiling down at the little girl.
“I’m not tired,” the little girl pouted, “Besides, I want to dance.”
“How about this, you can dance one dance with me and then I’ll take you up to bed.”
“But it’s your birthday, Emmy,” Charlotte looked up at her with wide eyes.
Welcome back to @imhookedonaswan’s Enchanted Forest AU! In this chapter, we are introduced to the whole Charming clan at Emma’s birthday and debutante ball where it seems like nothing can go wrong until Regina made her grand entrance. That gif by @princesse-swan, which combines the surprised still image of Emma with this iconic introduction to the Queen, gives us a stunning glimpse into what the Charming family is in for! Will Emma just sit idly by and let the Evil Queen threaten the kingdom all over again? Read on to find out!
(Part 2) I can’t wait to see what’s next and I would just like to ask if my suspicion that Emma has magic and that’s what caused all her panic attacks since she was little might be true? And if it is, poor baby girl has had to repress that part of herself all her life thus adding to her suffering… I hope she releases all that repression when she kicks Gold’s ass tho haha.
Eeee!!! Thank you so much for your kind words! I knew that giving David as her actual brother would be a change, but had to show that just because she had a brother doesn’t mean it was all sunshine and roses, which I’m glad that you all are able to see. Brennan is also a piece of work, and you’ve only seen a small portion!
That’s a cool suspicion, but the only magic here is from Gold, unfortunately. Her panic attacks are caused when someone grabs her left arm (PTSD from when the man broke it when she was younger) and/or when she’s overly upset because she bottles her feelings in.
I hope she can release it, too. Maybe there’s someone out there that will help her. ;-p
Thanks again for the awesome words!
Well that definitely makes a lot of sense and also my heart is breaking all over again for my little cygnet 😥 and yep, definitely you have crafted it so well that even when you have a good support system life can fuck you up either way, poor Emma has suffered so much and even if her background is slightly different than in the canon, it’s obvious it still has made her put up walls either way. And of course, asshole men she dated (fucking Jefferson and Neal) have obviously not helped with that.
And ooooooh, I’m so looking forward to see that someone help her release that hurt as well, as I said I’m bracing myself for some super painful angst over here (don’t hurt us too badly pls 😭).
And you’re more than welcome! I am not too good at leaving feedback because I feel I suck at being eloquent and I get shy about it but I just had to let you know because really your writing is AMAZING! (as usual).
Emma could remember fingers tangled in her curls, the weight of a hand settling on the small of her back, a smile meant only for her eyes. To have a soft kiss pressed against her lips, tentative and sweet, to share each other’s breath. Emma knew what it was to have someone by her side until he’d been taken away.
She’s spent near to half her life watching the horizon line, waiting for the tides to bring back what the sea once claimed.
Killian looked down at his hands, stained crimson with his brother’s blood, before staring across the deck as the pirate ship left his shattered world in its wake, and wondered what they could possibly have stood to gain from his loss.
He’s lost everything, his family, his love, even his hand. The one thing he believes he can- no, will – get back is his ship.
If no one else would do anything, Henry certainly would. He was going to save his mother, and the way he saw it, there was only one person in the entirety of Fort Charles that could possibly help him. Someone who had nothing to lose but his life, and everything to gain.
He doesn’t know much about the world beyond the stories he reads, but he’s determined to save the person he loves most.
A Captain Swan story, based on Pirates of the Caribbean.
Rating: T
Content Warnings: Violence, Swearing, Minor Character Death
AN: Round two! I was blown away by the response to the prologue, thanks everyone! I hope you enjoy this one even more! Thanks as always to the CSBB gang, my amazing beta @huffleporg , and to Ady for the beautiful artwork. I can’t wait for you guys to see it.
He could feel his pulse pounding in his ears, behind his eyelids, and though he resisted the immediate urge to open them and check, he was rather certain there was a chain around his right hand, and quite possibly his ankle as well .
It’d been years since Killian had last let himself fall so deeply into his cups that he couldn’t see straight and woke up in a strange place besides, and he was fairly confident he hadn’t the night before, either – if there’s one thing Captain Hook prided himself on, it was his ability to hold his rum. He wondered if perhaps the bastards hadn’t slipped him something to ascertain his accordance with their plans, however unwilling his cooperation might have been.
That rat bastard Smee was supposed to be watching the door.
Check out this week’s update as we begin to see bits of the Pirates of the Caribbean lore woven into this tale. While we can’t wait to find out what led a young Killian from where we left him last with Emma to Captain Hook’s cell, we are certainly intrigued by Emma’s reaction to the mere mention of Hook’s moniker by Henry. Surely she has no reason to want to see the boy she saved so long ago dangling from the end of a rope! And what will happen if Hook isn’t the only pirate who has come to Port Royal? Parley?
Here’s my admission for CS Cocktoberfest (Who you SHOULD be following, at @cscocktoberfest) !
Originally, this piece was for @cssns, but I could never find a way to make it work. Even now, it is more romance than smut, but it’s definitely got smut in the later bits. For now, settle for a wet dream, and a very nice naked butt and boobs you can kiiiiinda see… if you zoom in.
SWANG SONG – 1/3
Set ambiguously in the 1920′s-1940′s in a world supposedly without magic, Detective Jones of Boston PD is a broken man with little ore than liquor to keep him going. When a strange string of murders and ominous rumors about a new King of crime bring him face to face with fairytales, Killian is anything but ready to meet, “The Swan”.
Rating – M, you know what I write by now, c’mon.
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Thanks to @wingedlioness, @shireness-says, & @gingerchangeling, who are quite possibly the holy beta trifecta of amazeballs. Lioness even made me an amazing banner I’m going to use next chapter, =3
Another kind and incredibly sincere thank you to @initiala for everything she does in this fandom: This event aside, your passion, creativity, and overwhelming talent are awesome. You are awesome. You brought me to this fandom along with another two writers, and I am beyond giddy anytime one of you shares anything. I’m so addicted to your works, and I obviously love your wolf pieces, which were the initial (Hahahaha) reason I finally made a tumblr and forced myself to write. Thank you, very, very much.
Summary: Killian Jones has always managed tough spots in his con life… but never like this one. His brother is out of jail and convinced the only way to win his name back is to heist the casino of a major Vegas mogul, leaving Killian to do the planning. He now has to deal with a half-brother desperate to gain a name of his own, an ex-fling that carries her own torch against the casino mogul, his brother losing his mind over his ex-wife, his former mentor’s depression and the one woman he can’t get out of his mind giving him chase. Ocean’s Eleven AU
Rating: M
Content warnings: semi-explicit sexual content, law-breaking (they are thieves, liars and con men), mild violence (someone will get punched), mention of former relationships (for the main pair) and cheating (but not for the main pair)
Chapter warning: Milah is a character in this fic.
This fic would never exist without the wonderful @sambethe who convinced me to do over hot chocolate on one cold Chicago afternoon and virtually held my hand and betaed this fic for months. thank you SO much for everything you do.
A/N: A long time ago there was talk about Hook & his sea friends and a few collective posts shaped the idea of a Sea Squad. This fic is the attempt to bring that creativity to life. Tagging @queen-mabs-revenge@thesschesthair and @jvosketches as they were part of that initial thinking back in the day. If a few things sound familiar, it’s because they are based on the movie.
It was warm and sunny in Las Vegas. Or at least, that was how the radio host described it as the sound blasted in the taxi as they cruised through the outskirts of town, on their way to Nemo’s mansion. Killian would have put it differently: blazing hot with the chance of bursting into flames when one came into direct contact with sunlight.
More than two decades out of the Motherland and he still wasn’t used to this much sunlight. To cope, he followed Liam’s lead and uncuffed his pristine white shirt and rolled his sleeves up over his forearms.
Arriving at Nemo’s, they were quickly shown into an interior patio. The place was impeccable, as always – not a piece of furniture or decoration out of place, fresh cut flowers in each room they passed, no speck of dirt or mote of dust to be seen. And yet, all of it seemed off, the house too quiet by half, and a sense of sorrow seemed to pervade the air. When Nemo finally joined them, Killian’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of their old friend – their mentor. While dressed in a well-tailored navy suit, still sporting his jacket despite the midday heat, Nemo looked like a shell of the man he’d once been. His voice might still be booming and his presence almost overwhelming, but he seemed smaller, his eyes dimmer. It was as if his image had been blurred at the edges, his presence quietly fading away. It was painful to see, and Killian darted his eyes to Liam, finding his feelings mirrored in the way Liam’s jaw clenched before he composed his features into a warm smile.
Killian Jones, hater of heat. I feel like the man has really picked the wrong part of the States to settle himself into. Watching him and Liam assemble their crew though, that is a thing of beauty! Just who do you think they can sucker, errr – convince, to join them in their mad plan?
Meet Killian Jones. Attractive. Wealthy. Arrogant. He has it all… until he becomes aggressively unattractive outside as he is on the inside. Cursed to find someone that can see him better than he can see himself, he hides away, because who could ever learn to love a beast?
You guys blow me away, thank you so much for the awesome feedback from Chapter 1!! I hope you like what’s to come. 😀
Shout out to @initiala & @idristardis for being damn amazing BETA’s. Beastly wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for them.
Another shout out to @cocohook38 for the beautiful banner, go show her love for it, here,and the amazing artwork from chapter 1, go show her love for it, here.
Please please make sure you go check out all the other stories included with this project. They are all amazing and you won’t regret it, I assure you.
Chapter Two – Help
May – 2000
Emma kneels on the floor outside the principal’s office and
places her drawing on the seat. Sliding her hands over it, her bottom lip
starts to quiver when she realizes the wrinkles aren’t going to go away.
“Sweetie?” She looks up to see Miss Murphy standing beside
her with a roll of tape in her hands. “I think if we use a bit of tape, we
could fix the little rips.”
Her eyes move back to the drawing, and she hesitates before
handing it to her teacher. Miss Murphy walks to the main desk and Emma quickly
pushes herself up to follow. Though she’s too short to see what she’s doing,
she stands on her tippy toes to try anyway.
Miss Murphy rips off three pieces of tape before she places
them on the drawing.
Another one knocked out of the park by @xemmaloveskillianx! We get Emma’s backstory in this chapter and it’s clear that, though her childhood was a bit more happy than what she got in canon, it still wasn’t all rainbows and sunshine for our favorite blonde. We just hope she can get out of the tight spot she’s in now before something bad happens!
Ch.1 Emma runs. Emma meets Killian and her parents. Not nessesary in that order.
Go read the first chapter!
@imagnifika has pulled and created some amazing pictures for this pic set of Beauty in the Aftermath’s first chapter. Her attention to even the smallest details—from the envelope with Emma’s name on it to the boarding pass—is exquisite and captures the mood of @high-seas-swan‘s story perfectly!
Summary: After many years, rumors swirl that the Evil Queen is back and filled with more vengeance than ever. But instead of setting her sights on Snow White she goes for the thing Snow loves most, her beloved daughter Emma. For her own safety, Emma is to be transported to safety on an unassuming merchant ship, where she meets two indentured servants hoping for a way to find their freedom.
A/N: Here she is! My @captainswanbigbang fic, I have been working on this fic for three years and I would not have been able to finish had it not been for CSBB. My two betas @justanotherwannabeclassic and @eloquentlyenchanted where both a godsend and this fic would not be nearly as good as I hope it is if it wasn’t for their hard work. I’m truly so grateful for you both. I also want to give a shout out to my artist @princesse-swan for going above and beyond with my chapter headers, that’s right I said headers because this wonderful person made multiple chapter headers for me and I cannot wait for you all to see them!
I would also like to note that this work features Regina in full on Evil Queen mode and does not shy away from it. This fic also does include some battle scenes, mentions of sex, sexual assault, and minor character death.
“Blessed be she who is both furious and magnificent”- Taylor Rhodes
“How are you feeling Daddy?” Regina sat at her father’s bedside, sponging his sweaty forehead.
“Not well,” he coughed.
“Don’t talk like that, you’re going to get better.” She picked up the bowl of soup on his nightstand. “I’ll make sure of it.”
“Regina, I am an old man-”
“No, you are all I have in this world. What would I do without you?” she gripped her father’s hand. “I’m not strong enough.”
“You’re stronger than you know Regina, look at you. You’ve set aside your hatred of Snow White for all these years, I cannot tell you how proud you have made me.” He coughed into a handkerchief. Regina helped him to sit up, rubbing him on the back, her eyes fell onto the bloodstained handkerchief.
“Daddy how long has this been going on?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Henry tried to hide the handkerchief.
“I’m talking about the bloody handkerchief, how long?”
“A few months,” he murmured before coughing again.
“Why didn’t you tell me? I could have healed you, I would have found a way, you know it.” Regina pleaded.
“Regina I am old, I have lived a long life. And watching you grow up has been the highlight of it.”
“Excluding the evil parts, I’m assuming,” Regina muttered.
“No, including them. You lost your way, but you found your way back when you refused to cast that curse. You never did tell me why,”
“Because I couldn’t live without you,” she said as two large tears fell from her eyes. “That would have been the price I had to pay.”
We open up this tale with a glimpse upon a Regina who appears to have been keeping to herself for many years, a retired Evil Queen, if you will. But it looks like circumstances may just bring her back to the brink, with Emma Swan bearing the brunt of her wrath. Sit back and grab your favorite cuppa as you settle in to enjoy @imhookedonaswan‘s story!
Plot: Killian is a freshman at college, working at the public library where Emma, a high school senior and the crowd likes to cause trouble. After dealing with their disturbances for so long, Killian decides that enough is enough.
Every single day for the past sixty-eight days (not that he had been counting), Emma and her crew had decided to drop by the library, while Killian had been working his Saturday morning shift, just to cause a disturbance for the other patrons of the only other, well-known, sacred, silent place; they’d tried the church but, the pastor had called the cops way too early on them, so the library had sufficed for now.
That Saturday, the sixty-ninth day, Killian’s tenth Saturday morning shift at the library, Emma and her crew showed up outside like clockwork; arriving in cars, on foot, on skateboards and other means of transportation any high school seniors could afford. He knew that she seemed to be quite highly selected among the other cronies in the group, as they often looked to her for guidance but, she did not make the final decisions. That was left up to Neal, Emma’s ex-boyfriend.
Pushing his cart with books to be re-shelved, Killian needed to cross paths with the group of delinquents -not Emma, though, he didn’t think she was a delinquent, just the others- which meant he would need to give them a caution for not abiding by local library regulations and common courtesy. This was the part he always dreaded, when he would give them a caution, they would think up some clever (sometimes witty) clap-back and he would have to try and stand up for himself single-handedly.
Plot: you snorted coke off my tits and fucked me in the bathroom at a club last weekend and here I am, sitting in the front row of your classroom on the first day of your course…
Rating: M/E
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“You have got to be fucking kidding me!” Emma hissed somewhat into the fraying fibers of her backpack, as the professor turned to face his newest class of sophomore psychology students.
The attractive brunette beside her glared slightly, sending a quizzical sideways glance in her direction. After noting Emma’s apparent distress, the brunette leaned in, beret tipping to even more jaunty angle but, remaining perched atop her perfectly raven tresses and she nudged the blonde, “I take it you’re not having the best start to your sophomore year but, relax, we’ve all been there.”
Emma had since slumped down further in her auditorium chair, choosing to ignore the discomfort the new position was bringing her, “No, I really don’t think you have.”
“Try me?” The brunette gave a smirk, shooting Emma a swift, knowing wink, “You might be surprised.”
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