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You want people to look at you differently? Make them.

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365 Days of Captain Swan [Day 283]

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OTP meme (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Captain Swan + romantic & sad moments

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# Kilian crying makes me cry

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Do you know of any good arranged marriage CS fics?

So, nonnie, arranged marriage is not really my favest trope, but I happen to have read two really great ones, both are period pieces.

The Reformed Scoundrel by @hooklineandswan - it’s not really an arranged marriage, but Emma decides very much for herself that she wants to marry Killian, and she has her reasons. It’s more of a convenience marriage, but I think you’ll find what you’re looking for in this story.

The Wife by @effulgentcolors - one of my absolute fave fics ever! You get a little of an age difference (all I say is silver fox Killian), and you get also Alice as Killian’s grown-up daughter, which is a wonderful addition. This fic is almost complete, basically it’s only missing an epilogue.

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endless list of favorite ships: emma swan and killian jones

I guess my armor’s been on for such a long time that sometimes I forget I don’t need it with you.

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look how his support and interest in her past makes her smile, even while she’s crying and upset he makes her smile and let her guard down with him because she trusts him that he won’t turn away

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mightier than the sea is his love for her

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Wouldn’t You Like To Know - 1/1

SUMMARY:  This is my take on How And When Emma And Killian Got Together.

Three moments in time inside S3, three turning points on their road to each other.

Also known as my entry for @csjanuaryjoy, and my very first foray into canon.

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AO3

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A/N:  Well.  i used to say i can’t write fluff.  Or smut.  Or canon.  @profdanglaisstuff has disabused me of 2/3 of these notions, and is working hard on eradicating the last one.  (So, yes, @kmomof4​, i might write smut someday.  i said SOMEDAY!)  

Honey, i owe you everything, but never more than this fic, i swear.  ❤

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THANK YOU @csjanuaryjoy and the discord for the event and the support and the everything!  And @ohmightydevviepuu​ & @shardminds​ for being the amazing people you are.  Especially when you do not laugh at me when i go and have crazy notions.

And most importantly: love and hugs to ALL OF YOU reading The Stories, yes, ALL OF YOU, because you are the wonderfullest and i still cannot believe i was lucky enough to stumble into this fandom.  i love you lots, you know.

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In the end, it’s a tree that gets her. 

Yes.  A tree. 

There are many ‘nevers’ in Neverland.  They have to do with the fact that time passes without being spent, the fact that things always stay the same, indefinitely, eternally. 

The madness in the eyes of the Lost Boys is not just the madness of the disenfranchised.  It is also the madness of lessons not learned, of experience not gained, of lives lived on repeat, lives which never move forward. 

He has that look in his eyes sometimes, she has seen it.  The look that both guides and enslaves the Lost Boys under the yoke, under the tyranny of the everlasting present.  The power of youth is the unquestioning knowledge that life is eternal and you are invincible, and it is the fact that neither is true which gives youth its power.

But in Neverland life is eternal, and it turns this power into oppression, into subjugation, into the iron choke-hold of infinity.

She has seen it in his eyes, now that they are back here in this cursed land; flashes of fear in the face of this fantasy.  He is no longer under its spell, but he is afraid.

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There is the ‘never’ of A One Time Thing.  (We will never do this again.)

The ‘never’ of I Never Thought I’d Be Capable Of Letting Go Of My First Love.  (I have never been so wrong.)

And the ‘never’ of I Have Yet To See You Fail.  (You will never be found lacking.)

She holds on to that last one with both hands.

Until she gets to that tree.

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Captain Swan + Fuckstruck (requested)

Bonus:

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turns out, neither one of them could handle it

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100 days of captain swan: day 98

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babyfaced

Summary: A bet gone awry forces Killian to get rid of his beard for a month. going beardless makes him look significantly younger; but the clock turns back on more than just his face. | rated T; 2.2k words

dedicated to @xpumpkindumplingx​ who told me to “do the thing” and @thesschesthair​ because this is either up her alley or the exact opposite of it.

A/N: just a bit of a crack fic inspired by this post (and the fact that Colin O’Donoghue is a freaking baby face when he shaves), but plus magic—because it’s Storybrooke and we can. header image taken by @lillpon.

Killian sighed heavily and stared at himself in the mirror, committing his face to memory. He ran a hand over his well-maintained scruff, relishing the feel of it against his palm for the last time for the foreseeable future.

“C’mon, Killian—it’s just a shave,” David shouted from outside the restroom at Granny’s.

It was a stupid bet, which of course Killian, in all his cocky arrogance, had taken Dave up on. And it was just his dumb luck that David would have the best darts game of his life and Killian his worst.

So now Killian had to shave off his beard and remain bare-faced for a month. (A month that was typically biting cold and he was always grateful for the bit of a barrier his beard provided.) He hadn’t gone without a beard since…well, not since he was capable of growing one. And there was a reason for that.

But he was nothing if not a man of his word, so with one last caress of his beloved stubble, he picked up the shaving implements he’d been provided with and set to work.

Although he had to send a disparaging glare at the can of shaving foam, labeled as Baby Face Shaving Cream. It was already mocking him. But at least Granny kept straight blades on hand, so he was able to complete the task at hand with some familiarity—even if it meant the result staring back at him was anything but.

Head hung down, he finally emerged from the lavatory to his waiting father-in-law. He could already hear David snickering.

“What, trying to hide? Come on—give me the full view.”

Killian gripped the can of shaving cream so hard he thought it might burst as he huffed and shifted his weight between his feet. “Must I?”

“Unless you plan on looking at the ground for the next month, then yeah.”

Best just get it over with. “Fine.” And he lifted his head to look David straight in the eyes.

It was simultaneously amusing and embarrassing the way Dave’s eyes grew wide at the sight. “Wow, you weren’t kidding—you really do look 10 years younger. Or a hundred and ten, or whatever.”

“No, I wasn’t. So please get all your infant jokes out now.”

David gave all he could in that department on the short walk back to the dining area, and had wrapped them up by the time Killian slumped into the booth next to Emma. He was back to trying to hide his chin and keenly felt the sensation of all eyes being on him, which just made him want to melt into the vinyl cushions even more.

As much as could be said for his leather jackets and kohl, that beard was part of the armor he used against the world, in addition to helping give him a commanding appearance. Without it, he felt much like a lost youth again, and oddly naked.

But then Emma’s hand was on his (very smooth) cheek, turning his face towards her. He heard her hitch her breath and that drew his attention, finally forcing him to look back up. She was studying him intently, and brushing the back of her fingers across his bare skin. Her brow was furrowed and to his surprise, he couldn’t tell why.

“Is it alright, love?” he asked quietly; if she hated it, then the deal with Dave was off.

But then a smirk took over her features. “It’s adorable,” she gushed, much to his consternation; he hung his head yet again. “No, Killian—come on,” she protested, and pulled his chin back up. “It’s different, but a good kind—it’s like seeing you in high school or something.”

“See? I look like a teenager. This is ridiculous.”

“I think you look very sweet, Killian,” Snow said from the other side of the booth, but that didn’t help much.

“Exactly,” Emma agreed. “You are a softie, Killian Jones, and for once, you look like it.”

He did have to admit: the way Emma couldn’t keep her hands off his face did have a perk, and she seemed to enjoy peppering his smooth cheeks with kisses (he also conceded that it felt nice to have her lips right against his skin). But the stares and smirks from everyone else meant it was going to be a long, long month.

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100 days of captain swan: day 95

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Once Upon a Time → Funniest Moments of Hook (Part 79) ↳ 03x17, The Jolly Roger , “Few people have held a dagger to my throat and lived to tell the tale.”.

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