Tag: Need queue tonight

Birthdays of the Week on the Captain Swan Tag – April 10-16, 2017

This week we celebrate the following birthdays on our tag:

Monday 10: Georgia (@multifxdomtrash)

Tuesday 11: Jeanny (@piratesandorphans)

Wednesday 12: Emilie (@the-lovely-emma-swan), Maria (@blackxthexbeast) and Katie (@hook-come-back-to-me)

Friday 14: Brittany (iminwinnipegthatsincanada) and @hookedmom

Saturday 15: Michella (@thebluecray0n), Sarah (@musicalfan2012) and Christina (@xhookswenchx)

Sunday 16: Dakota (@hookedswans)

Remember, you can send me an ask if you’re not on the list yet, and also please let me know if you change your URL*

Likewise, remember to track the tag CS birthdays for each weeks’ birthdays 🙂

*Please note that If you don’t let me know you’ve changed your URL and my usual search (in tagged posts with your old URL) for your previous one doesn’t help me find you again, or you didn’t add a “moved” notice to your old URL, I will have to remove you from the list; you can request me to add you again if you don’t see your birthday on the corresponding week’s post.

CS – pickup truck

lifeinahole27:

A/N: So. This turned into smut. Like, primarily smut. Whoops? Obviously, it’s rated M, so there’s that. 2K of pretty much just some smut. o_o

Summary: It all gets a little out of hand when they get handsy at the drive-in theater.

Coming to a drive-in movie was a bad idea. No, not really. It has been
the best idea, but this is definitely
not what Emma was expecting when she and Killian decided that the only thing to
do on a boring summer night was head for the drive-in.

The movie is okay; it’s one she would’ve been fine waiting to see when
it came to Netflix, but what matters to her is Killian’s hand on her knee.
Well, it had been on her knee. See,
they’ve been toeing this line between dating/not dating for so long that she
was kind of curious to see which one of them would break first. There was that
spectacular kiss they shared in the Neverland Pub & Grill back what seems
like forever ago. Everything else has been tension-filled moments and dark,
sinful glances when they hope no one else is looking.

Emma definitively started this, to be fair. She slid a little closer to
the middle of the bench seat in the old pickup truck that Killian drives when
she got back from the bathroom before the movie started. Killian took it a step
further when he, too, slid a little towards the middle when he got back with
popcorn and a couple of sodas.

Next came the way her hands brushed his as she hunted for more of the
Milk Duds she’d dumped into the popcorn two seconds after he brought it back.

It was a pretty steady tumble down a slippery slope of sexual activity
after that. She’d thrown her arm over the back of the seat, toying with the
hair on the nape of his neck as she propped her right foot on the dash. Her
skirt shifted, then, and that’s when Killian’s hand ended up on her knee.

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Blattella Germanica

ripplestitchskein:

Summary:  A quick fix it fic set in a nebulous future after 6.15 where Emma and Killian have been reunited. A way to reconcile the events of those episodes in a way that doesn’t retread old ground and helps better explain behavior. 

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 1600+

Notes:  A belated gift for @gentlesleaze  hopefully this helps make up for some of the salt you received instead. I’m sure I’ll write you something better one day but I hope you like this blurb. 

On AO3

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There was something to be said for reunion sex. Explosive tangles of lips and teeth and limbs. Aggressive clawing and slapping flesh, just all consuming need, I miss you, I love you, I’m so happy you’re back. Saying with her body what she couldn’t put into words, I’m sorry spoken in the rough tug of his hair, forgive me painted in teeth along his neck, I’m with you in the rough slide and rasp of skin on skin.

Afterwards was harder. Sweat drying and breath calming and the words wouldn’t come. Goodnight whispered into her hair, slow measured breaths as he gave into exhaustion. Her ring winking mockingly in the light of the moon through the window.

“I love you.”

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killians-dimples:

A bit of canon
divergence in which Naval! Killian replaces August in the Wish Realm.

 breathe.

“It’s just,” he shuffles his feet and scratches at the back
of his ear, a furtive glance shot at her from beneath thick eyelashes. “The
Princess I knew liked pretty things.”

She tilts her head to the side and considers him – the blush
that stains his clean-shaven cheeks, the uniform that stretches tight over his
shoulders. He’s the same age here as their own realm, but he feels more
innocent. Subdued. He bites his tongue against his remarks and regards her from
the corner of his eye, careful to keep appropriate distance from her at all
times. But he’s still, well –

She supposes she still likes pretty things.

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killians-dimples:

In which Killian considers proposing after Emma’s visions intensify, and he muses on his choice in rings. 

It’s a strange feeling – to be told the woman you love is
fated for death.

He’s considered it, of course. Known the risks of pirate and
Savior, known that chasing monsters throughout realms was bound to have its consequences.
But he – he didn’t consider that it might be so soon. That just as a future was
beginning to materialize for them – his return from the dead, her gentle smiles
and sleep tangled hair, their boots lined neat just behind the door – that it
might be snatched from his grasp. He’s always had trouble holding onto things,
he knows, he just thought perhaps –

It’s stranger still, for a man as old as he, to only want
more time.

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