#OUAT and Me

[podcastwizard]

scenes with reunited lovers desperately embracing, kissing, touching each other almost as if they can't believe they're actually with each other, here, in the flesh after everything has kept them apart and they're afraid if they let go they'll lose each other again. put that shit in an iv drip i need it in my VEINS

[childofnemesis]

once upon a time will always be goated just for the fact that the prophecy didn't start until emma swan was 28 (an actual grown person with a fully developed frontal lobe) instead of when she was 16/17 (a literal child).

[atlasshrugd]

no but the thing is, when the hero falls in love with the villain she is falling in love with the darkest parts of herself. she is owning her shadow and the owning makes her stronger. it is not about whether a ship is toxic or romanticising abuse because it’s not about two individuals. the struggle is not one between two people, just like the love is not between two people. when the hero falls in love with the villain she is loving herself. when she loves herself she is stronger, better, able to transform darkness instead of running from it. at the moment of loving, a person changes. the loved changes. and the love of the villain changes the hero. it’s all about this, don’t you see?

[azirastars]

behind every gay person is a gayer, more evil gay person

[sprnklersplashes]

You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

[kandismon]

swanqueen in 3x21 ♥

based on this:

[jedimitsopolis]

[spicyboelives]

Comfort CHARACTEEEERRRRR UUUAAAAAAGGGHHHH

[hardcore-evil-regal]

Watch me try to single handedly revive the OUAT fandom.

Where are my Regina stans at 👀

[greenleaf777]

The official Onceabc insta posting about Captain Swan in 2025???

I am living

I miss them so much and would do anything to see them come back for a reunion ep or something

The ride or die ship

Also hulu commenting

[chess-blackmyre]

I am fascinated by considering the logistics of Storybrooke’s existence during the curse. Like, do they have to pay state or federal taxes? Do they only vote in local elections? Do they keep vital records? And if so do those records actually have years listed on them? Is there any bodies actually buried in that graveyard or is it all just headstones? Do they get TV channels from outside the curse or is it all just local stations? Does anyone know what 9/11 is?

[viharistenno]

I know by now I'm just doing this to myself but I will drag you down with myself too.

Okay, so Regina has given a detailed description to Emma about the curse about to hit, that they will be safe and sound across the Town Line... Except for one last thing.

When the curse washes over us, it will send us all back. Nothing will be left behind, including your memories. It's just what the curse does. Storybrooke will no longer exist, it won't ever have existed. So these last years will be gone from both your memories, and we just go back to being stories again.

And Emma is just...

This is NOT a question about Emma and Henry. This is a question about Emma and Regina. I will fight anyone over this.

[azirastars]

emma “i dont yearn” swan everyone.

[steamystrangerfics]

Okay. Here for my anon.

PANCAKES

Killian Jones x reader.

Tw: smut, like idk guys it’s literally the pancake scene continued. Oral (f receiving). Pet name : Killy (like idky that so cute to me I had to)

Not proofread. It was written in like 2 hours.

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“Mmm,” Killian says softly as he walks up behind you, “something smells delicious”. He’s finishing getting dressed, buttoning up his dashing black vest that fits him all too well over his dark navy dress shirt. He had just gotten out of the shower so he smelled of honeysuckle and lemon, and his hair was still a bit damp.

You were at the stove making breakfast, pancakes to be exact, for your new fiancé. “It’s just from a box,” you giggle as you turn your neck to allow him for access to you. Killian places love bites along you neck while his hand and hook grace your hips. Killian starts to nibble on your earlobe as he whispers “I’m not talking about the pancakes.”

His mouth is exactly why you fell in love with him, how he spoke to you and how he kissed you. You turn from the pancakes and attached your lips to his in a sloppy, deep kiss. He wasted no time in parting your lips with his tongue and dominating your mouth with swirls of pleasure and passion. Your hands ran up along his neck and into his hair as his came down to where you needed them most of all.

“To hell with the pancakes,” you panted as your lips parted from his for a brief moment. Killian pulled your waist closer, needing you back closer to him. You gave into the filthy pirate you call your fiance and pressed yourself against him, pushing him back into the table. As he fell back, a devilish grin arose on his face. You locked lips once again and started unbuttoning Killian’s vest. Killian wasted no time in using his hook to tear your night shirt right off you, “you can’t keep doing that, soon I’ll have nothing to wear.” Killian loved using his hook when he was with you, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t do something to you inside. “Well, love, I’d be fine with that”. You both discarded the rest of your clothes but your undergarments in no time.

Killian’s hand roamed your breasts, taking time on each, as he started to lay you back onto the table. “No, Killian” you stopped him before your back met the table. He stopped everything he was doing and stared into your eyes for an answer. All you could do was smile, “I was still making you breakfast.” you said as you kissed his chest while standing, your hands roaming his body. “If you want to stop,” Killian was a gentleman, he wasn’t going to pry.

“No, Captain” you said deeply as you spun him around and threw him onto the table, “I just thought you’d still be hungry.” You climbed up on the table as you laid him down and straddled him.

“Bloody Hell”, Killian looked up at you from this position, at you offering yourself up to ride his face. “What have I done to deserve such a lady?” Killian placed his hand on your thigh and stroked his thumb slowly. “You believed in me, Killy. And you loved me.” You were now leaning down to kiss him once more. “Now, I want to see that mouth filthy, and hear those pretty sounds. Can you do that for me?” Your eyes darkened above Killian, he’s never seen this in you but he liked it.

Killian ripped your panties straight off with his hook as you lowered yourself on top of him. His mouth was already watering and eyes glistening. “You’re beautiful” Killian spoke as he laid a soft kiss on your inner thigh.

Killian took his time teasing you, kissing your thighs and toward your folds as your desire to have him rose. “I don’t even have to touch you, love, and your squirming,” he mumbled from underneath you. He slowly licked a strip along your folds and took in all of your juices leaking out. “Killian, Please”, you yelped at the pleasure as you pressed down onto his tongue trying to get some friction. You ran your hands through his soft brown hair, trying to hold still. His metallic hook came up press against your aching bud. The moan that escaped you was none like you’ve ever made before. Killian started making circular movements with his hook as he inserted his tongue into your firey folds. “Captain!” You cried out, and his eyes darted open to lock with yours. He watched your face as he lapped at your core, those pretty eyes rolling to the back of your head. He loved the things he could do to you. He replaced his tongue with two fingers, as you rocked above him. His rings felt cold within you as he hooked his fingers in just the right spot. Pumping in and out of you, and now using his tongue on your precious bud, you could feel you were reaching your limit.

“Killian-,” you moaned, unable to speak. He knew you were close, he went back to using his tongue in between your folds. Killian used his hooked arm to wrap around your waist and pull you down onto him. He wanted to taste every last drop of you.

The moans coming from Killian sent vibrations through your body and that was you undoing.

Your legs shook, your toes curled, your eyes fluttered, and Killian held you in place.

When you were finished catching you breath, you sat back onto Killian’s lap. You were taking in all that he was.”Killian,” you said sweetly as you reach up to kiss him, taking in your own sweet taste, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he states as he sits up to embrace you. You look down to notice the hard erection in Killian’s boxers.

“Why don’t we go get a shower and take care of this” you suggest, grazing your hand over the very large bulge.

“Aye,” he kisses your forehead, “looks like I’m not the only filthy pirate.” Killian winks and you two run off to the shower in each others arms.

[kandismon]

totally lore-accurate swanqueen screencap redraws 4/∞

they're on their first date :3c

[thatbitchwhowritesstuff]

reminder that these pictures of Lana and Robert sharing a cigarette on set exists