But there is good stuff apart from spoiler Captain Swan intercation ;-).
Summary: Emma Swan returns to her birthplace, Storybrooke, in search of a fresh start after a life marked by abandonment and betrayal. After a year there, she finds the stability she needed and also the possibility of learning about one of her passions, photography. Killian Jones, a former British war reporter with a tragic past, establishes himself in the same town as an instructor of photography, following in the footsteps of his best friends, the Nolans. What will happen when their paths cross? Will their common passion for photography help them heal old wounds?
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!
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.
And here’s my first submission for @cscocktoberfest ! This was inspired by @kday426 ‘s add-on to a question I got about Dark Hook, and she graciously gave me permission to elaborate on it. This isn’t a fic, but it is on my list to do in full fic format. So just think of this as… a sneak peek. ;p Massive thanks to @initiala for putting on this amazing event!
She knew he was dangerous.
Every occupant of the Enchanted Forest knew he wasn’t to be trifled with. His cruelty was as swift as the fall of the guillotine, and mercy was never shown. Stories of what he’d done to men who tried to break their deals or came after him, coveting the dark magic that governed his life, were legendary. They were told as campfire tales to frighten children and caution any man who thought they were smart enough to outwit a centuries old demon.
She didn’t want to make a deal, though, and she didn’t care that he was the most dangerous man to ever walk the realms. She just wanted him.
After all, what could possibly go wrong with spending one passionate night in the arms of the Dark One?
* note* First I have to apologize because my manip this week does not feature captain swan. It’s sadly just Killian Jones because I’ve been having issues with my ipad which is where I do all of my photoshopping and have all of my projects saved so I wasn’t able to finish what I wanted to. But today is my post date and I didn’t want to miss it and this is something that was mostly finished so hopefully the lovely ladies of @cscocktoberfest will accept my humble contribution.
It had been a gag gift from ruby when she moved in to her apartment with some quip about how if she kept refusing to date these would be the only men in her life, but Emma was fine with that. Every month featured a handsome kilted man who could never cheat on her, abandon her, or let her down in any way. And every month she dutifully changed the calendar to see who her fantasy man of the month would be. That is until October…
Mr. October, where to begin? Let’s just say Mr. October 2016 was still hanging up in her apartment in October 2018. And had featured in all of her late night fantasies for the last two years. He really was quite the specimen and there was something about the intense look in those blue eyes…. and October being her birthday month, she likes to think he was just for her. But when she finds herself staring into those familiar blue eyes after literally crashing into Mr. October, star of her late night fantasies, in the stairwell to her apartment, she is more than thrown. Completely flushed and caught off guard, Emma’s first instinct is to be defensive. Their first meeting does not go well, but unfortunately ( or fortunately) she’ll have many more chances. What happens when Emma’s fantasy man moves in next door? And what will happen when she realizes that he’s so much more than a pretty face?
They were still undressing one another when they stumbled into the shower together. A frantic jumble of limbs and kisses as their hands slid over one another’s bodies, slick from the hot spray.
“My dirty girl,” Killian rasped wickedly into her ear. “Whatever shall I do with such a dirty girl.”
“I’m sure you’ll be able to come up with something,” Emma moaned, bracing herself against the glass and finding little purchase there to help support her weakening knees caused by his adventurous fingers.
“Oh, I assure you, love. I won’t be the only one coming.”
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