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panic-in-the-multiverse · 3 months

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A Pirates Life For Me

Pairings: father Killian Jones x child/teen!reader

Imagine: what it would be like to be Killian Jones child

Warnings: none really, mostly fluff, and Killian Jones being the best father ever, I guess there’s some spoilers for those who haven’t watched all seasons I guess, mention of when he died, NOT proofread yet

A/N back to writing ya’ll (hopefully), thought I’d start it of easy with some headcanons, so a few other will come out too but this is the first because recently I’ve been obsessing over Killian again along with Obi-Wan Kenobi and Hunter (from tbb)

Side note half of this got deleted and couldn’t really remember what I wrote so it’s definitely not as good as the first draft

First things first you were raised on the Jolly Roger, you would most probably grow up as a pirate, and when old enough you’d help him fighting against the other pirates that would attack you at times

I’m sorry but you’re gonna have to deal with wearing dark colored clothes, he doesn’t do light color therefore neither do you at least until you’re old enough to decide for yourself what clothes you want

You’d beg Killian to buy you the biggest hat ever as you read somewhere that pirates has hats, he never bought you that hat… he did steal a tiny hat that fit you perfectly though…

He was scared to death that he would be like his own father, but don’t worry he’s both like that he’s the best and he’d never leave you like that

Your initials are written beside the wheel (you know where he wrote with his hook for Bae/Neal)

Things you carved into the ship as a kid can still be seen in the most random places

He childproofed the ship, put child locks on nearly every cabinet not knowing if it was child appropriate things in them as the crew would put their things in random places, he did not find the thought of you finding a knife, sword, or gun and accidentally hurt yourself very comforting

Adopted child, biological child, doesn’t matter he loves you the same.

Depending on when you were born you might of watched The Dark One rip the heart out of your father’s lover

One of many traumatic events

Killian values you more than anything else, if he had to choose between revenge or you, he’d always choose you, he’d do anything for you even if it meant him dying

He still knows how to say no to things though

He made a mental list in his head on things he would teach you

1. How to sail

2. How to navigate with stars

3. Sword fighting

4. How to survive on Neverland (just in case Pan decided to kidnap you or something to mess with him)

5. How to escape from Neverland

6. What plants are poisonous or not

7. Do not make deals with the dark one

And then the list goes on and on, he would want to teach you everything he knows about everything really, he just doesn’t want you to make the same mistakes he did, or to end up being a villain as he wants you to get your happy ending

Somewhere along the road you got dragged into wanting to help your father get revenge, nearly succeeded in multiple occasions, but as it turns out villains don’t really get their revenge

You once made the crew find a hook and clothes similar to Killian’s and later on that day you’d run up to Killian, hand clutching a hook and act as if you were the captain of the ship, imitating your father (with a really bad “adult” voice). He would let out a wide smile, eyes twinkling and a soft gaze as he looked down at you trying to reach the wheel. He’d eventually pick you up and let you steer the destination as he helped you turn the wheel the other way than he had set the course too. This was also the first time he taught you how to sail. Or somewhat, it wasn’t like you took much of the information in as you soon got bored and went to watch over the railing at the crashing waves.

Btw I’m tired of fics where Captain Hooks child likes Peter Pan, why because a parents ideals usually sets with the child, meaning you’d probably hate Peter Pan and Rumplestiltskin as much as your father does

He would tell you stories of his older brother and how he was a hero and he wished you’d met him, you would eventually in hell though later as you went to rescue your father so that’s fine, turns out he wasn’t the hero your father made him out to be, but that’s fine you only need one hero and that’s your dad

He would also tell you stories of his adventures, it made for quite the long entertaining tales as he tucked you into bed, kissing your forehead before continuing his story which he altered to be a bit more child friendly and a bit more dramatic

He lets you have some of his clothes when he’s going away for a long time because he knows you’ll miss him

He lets you wear his jackets/coats, you freezing he’s already put his jacket/coat over you, even if they’re too big for you , he loves how adorable you look in it as he’s reminded that you’re still just a child and he doesn’t want you to grow up

He’d try to teach you how to paint, might succeed might not still he loves the bonding time he’s good at painting in any universe you can’t tell me otherwise

He hates seeing you hurt

If you get hurt on a raid he’d made sure whoever hurt you would suffer, you want him kiss the injury better, he’d do so in a heartbeat even if it meant his reputation would falter slightly

He starts dating someone else (Emma) he’d make sure that person treated you right, if not he’d dump said person

If he founds out you like someone he wouldn’t be overprotective, he’d still be protective but he’d mostly be supportive. He’d tease you about it until it became annoying, he’d encourage you and give you advice (even if most of his advice failed)and if it failed he’d be there to comfort you through it all

You’d blame Emma for turning Killian into a dark one and you’d blame Emma for Killian’s death

When you rescued Killian from hell he promised you he’d never die again if not of old age and that he’d never take of his good luck ring ever again as you thought he jinxed it by giving it to Emma

You were glad for his sake when he married Emma just because you saw your father happy with someone else again and not just grieving and seeking revenge for his ex lover

He hugs surprisingly great, he’s like your human sized pirate teddy bear

He misses the times when you would come into his room late at night after a nightmare and crawl under the covers and cuddle close to him, not because you had a nightmare but because he liked that you knew you would always be safe with him

He would hate that you’d have nightmares after his death and you no matter what age you are in would sometimes go into his room to make sure he was still alive and maybe even sleep beside him, he’d wake up to you sprawled out over the whole bed clutching his side tightly as if you were afraid he’d disappear

Will make sure you get your happy ending

He’s just father material it’s as simple as that (just look at Nook, love Nook though but original Hook is the best)

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lily-174 · 2 years

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guys, i have a few specific characters i really wanna write for atm, which are;

• killian jones/captain hook

• jay halstead (i miss him already)

• kelly severide

• stiles stilinski

i’ll still be taking requests for other characters, but i’m begging people to send in requests for these three!!

also i’m thinking of adding a few characters from the following shows to my list; once upon a time, sons of anarchy, the vampire diaries, shameless, shadow hunters, and pretty little liars. please let me know if you’d be interested if i opened requests for those shows! thank you all <3

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theodoresgirl · 9 months

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Tavern Waitress Killian Jones x Fem!Tavern worker!Reader

A/N: I was daydreaming about this all day, and I've recently had a huge obsession with this man. Idk who let him be this fine tbh.

Once upon a Time, Long before Storybrooke. There was a small village in the Enchantix Forest where a tavern was being run by a family. F/N was the tavern’s owner, But his wife, and their sons helped out everyday or when they could. He also had a daughter from an affair, Though the Affair isn’t known about. She also spends most of her time in the tavern.

Y/n learned to help around the tavern at a young age, She started out cleaning up until she was old enough to handle drinks. Which started when she was around 16, maybe 18. She was also very pretty, And with where she worked she was new to the comments and the glances she would get.

Y/n was whipping down one of the big tables in the back corner of the tavern. She was humming a tune to one of the shanties she’s heard over the years. She looked over at the door after hearing a big group of rough looking men walk into the tavern. They were loud and sounded harsh. One of them looked around and his eyes landed on her and the empty table was just big enough for his crew.

Her eyes were back at the table, She finished wiping the table down and putting the rag in the apron when a shiny silver hook lays on the table. ``This table taken love?`` A male voice asks her, in a musky tone, Something out of a fairy-tale. Y/n blushes at the sound of his voice and looks up to meet his piercing blue eyes, All she could see were the ocean waves in them.

``I-its open.. W-what can I get you guys?`` She shudders a bit before collecting herself as they sit down. ``Rum for all my men love.`` The male with the hook smiled. ``Coming right up ?`` She turns her head slightly asking for his name or something to call this fine pirate. ``Captain Killian Jones, or Captain Hook`` When he says the last part he lifts up his hook. Y/n nods and laughs a bit at the name choice ``No idea if that was a pun, but darling you're funny. I’ll go get that rum.`` She smiles before counting all the men and going back behind the bar to start pouring the drinks. ``y/n`` one of her brothers called out from over the bar, She looked up pouring the last of the rum. `` Those are pirates Be careful.`` He whispers helping her put the beer steins on two separate trays. `` Yeah, I know. And you should know my response is.`` She stares at him just giving him a look. ``Adventure blah blah blah.`` He shook his head, ``Everything around them gets poisoned. It's your funeral or sleeping spell.``

She rolled her eyes at his comment, Wasn’t the first time her brother tried to warn her. Even in an asshole way. She lifts one of the trays and walks it over to the table and hands the drinks on that tray out before going to get the second tray to do the same thing again. ``There we have it, Rum for everyone. Enjoy lads`` She smiles humming softly. The man smirks at her enthusiasm ``Thank you love. Keep em coming too.`` Killian bows his head to her before taking a sip of the rum. ``Will do captain`` she turns around and walks back to the bar to re wipe it down.

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A few hours later, and a few rounds of drinks later Killian’s crew had headed back to the old Jolly Roger and he stayed behind for some more drinks and the pretty faces.

Killian finds himself at the bar in the tavern watching y/n go around serving everyone else. He waves his hook and calls for her even after one of her brothers goes over to Killian and asks if he needs a refill. She makes her way over to the bar grabbing the bottle of rum with a smile on her face. She pours more rum into his beer stein, Killian had a shameless smirk on his face watching her.

`` It could be the few shots i’ve done or are you fond of me?`` She asked, learning on the bar looking into his eyes, Piercing blue eyes, how he was blessed with them would be a question for the gods surely. ``Is it that obvious?`` `` Well I’m sure everyone has noticed your eyes not leaving me, or you not letting anyone refill your drink but-`` Killian cuts her off `` you? You’re smart love``

She chuckles softly and shakes her head. ``Yeah? Is that you or the rum talking daring?`` He takes a sip of the rum ``Could be both, But you could also find out`` He smirks. She blinks not really surprised about what he said but if he meant it. ``Oh?-``

``What time do you get off love?`` He finishes the rum he had in his beer stein. ``I am off whenever I wanna be off`` She smiles and raises an eyebrow curiously. ``Are you good with ships?`` He asked. ``Would you believe it if i said i’ve hardly ever left these four walls?`` She leaned in and whispered, smiling softly. ``I wouldn’t believe it but, I could show you what's outside these 4 walls`` He takes one of her hands in his good hand and kisses it.

``Could you really?`` She blushes at the contact, and is tempted. Y/n’s father wouldn't stop her if she wanted to leave. He may be upset but he’ll get over it sometime. Killian nods, grabbing her other hand and places a kiss on it as well. ``I could show you the sea.``

#fanfic #ouat #ouat x reader #ouat x yn #killian jones x reader #killian jones x yn #killian x reader #killian x yn #captain hook x yn #captain hook x reader

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tiredly101 · 1 year

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Aren't you a jewel?

Fandom: Once Upon a Time

Pairing: Killian Jones x Emma Swan Brother Male!Reader

Timeline: Killian Jones flirting with Emma at beginning until you put him up against a wall and tell him to stop hitting on your twin sister. Male!Reader went with alongside Emma when she was put in the tree as a baby (just imagine the tree takes three persons instead of only two). (After they took Peter Pan out of Henry's body)

Warning: He found what happened in the timeline attractive. Male!Reader is kind of OCC called as Jack throughout the story (you can change the name). Relentless flirting.

His nickname for you: Jewel

It wasn't weird that the great Captain Hook found a woman, Emma Swan, attractive. He mostly found most woman attractive when they have a sort of bite, what he didn't expect was that it could happen if a man that was handsome did the same.

Jack was as normal as the next guy, son of the famous Prince Charming and Snow White; complete opposite in personality since he would not give a fuck about anyone's feeling if it was a life or death situation; he was a little bit impulsive too but still a great guy. When he found out there was a pirate hitting on his twin sister, who literally looks nothing like him, he decided to take action on it unlike his nice-to-the-bone father.

Captain Hook pov

I'm walking down the docks when I see a gorgeous man; he was perfectly build, had beautiful curly black hair with some stunning grey eyes that popped out because of the slight eyeliner he had on. He was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a black long sleeve shirt that still showed of his perfectly sculpted arms. Apart from all of that he was wearing some beautiful black boots.

"Aren't you jewel?", I thought while I looked at him as discreetly that I could. I guess I didn't do such a great job since he started walking my way. He didn't stop when he reached where I was standing so I instinctively started to back up until I finally was against a wall.

When he finally reaches me, I put my hands up out of instinct, well a hook and a hand, in a try of self defense but he simply grabs both and puts them on top of my head preventing movement and one of his legs ended up pressing against my crotch while he leaned over to see my face better. I can now tell that his grey eyes have specks of blue and his face was littered with freckles that just added to his beauty. What I definitely couldn't help but notice that the pressure of his knee on my crotch brought a sense of pleasure that wasn't intended by the beautiful man.

— You're quite handsome which doesn't help on threatening you but stay the hell away from my sister — the man said with a voice that just matched his look. This is bloody intoxicating.

— Mate, you may have to tell me who your sister is, aye? — I said while straining my voice slightly at the feeling of his knee moving a bit.

— Emma Swan and I'm Jack Swan — said Jack while he held eye contact in such a way that made me swallow harshly.

— I won't bother her again mate, you can trust me in that — I said while I clench my jaw harder at the feeling of his leg moving but he seemed to notice and he smirked while he moved his leg harsher making me whimper against my will.

— I believe you — Jack said before letting my hands go and walking away with a slight sway on his hips. I watched as he walked away while my eyes trained at his ass after I looked at front he floor (like in the gift). I smile to myself since I now need to woo the handsome man know as Jack Swan.

I'm taking a sip from my coffee at Granny's when I see Jack enter with Henry next to him. I can't help but overhear their conversation.

— Let me get this straight, little man. You want to check out the mines that everyone is banned from because of security issues because there might be some magical thingy that might help stop Rumple from killing Captain Hook aka Killian Jones? — asked Jack while sitting two or three seats away from me, not noticing my mere existing.

— That's correct — said Henry while he looked at Jack expecting an answer.

— So my opinion's are, get killed by Regina aka your mom because I didn't stop you, get killed by my sister aka your other mom because I didn't go with you or get killed by my nephew aka you because you dragged me to the mines? — asked Jack while Henry nodded while he looked at Jack with hope. Jack looked like he was thinking before I saw him shrug.

— I'm going with the third option, just let me change and get actual things we need in a mine. Just wait for me, here have some money and buy yourself a hot chocolate or something while you wait — Said Jack before walking off after giving Henry the money.

Some minutes passed and I see Jack with a tight white shirt and some loose military pants making me swallow hard yet again.

— Let's go little man, adventure and possible death from your uncle awaits — said Jack while he and Henry walked off towards the mines. I should probably tell the Charming's that their kid and grandchild are both going towards danger.

I finally arrive at the apartment and knock on the door. I'm received by Snow White otherwise known as Mary Margaret and Prince Charming also known as David. I can see in the background Emma Swan and Regina, or the Evil Queen, talking over a cup of coffee.

— I'm going to make it short mate's and lassie's, Henry and Jack are going towards the mines that she banned the public from going to — I said while I pointed at Regina while everyone looked at each other in what seemed to be panic.

— Well, what are we waiting for? — asked David while everyone started to leave the apartment heading towards the abandoned mines.

When we get there, the first thing we see is Henry looking around in panic until his eyes land in us where he makes a sign to follow him.

— C'mon, hurry! — said Henry as we all ran after him, following him. I can't help but wonder where Jack is.

We look around and see Henry running towards Jack whom is laying in the ground while some blood come from his head and from a big shard of cristal stabbed in his leg.

I run towards Jack and pick him up while I let the other's guide me to the hospital. I look at Jack face and see how his eyes open slightly making him stare at me. I smile at him and see how a small blush spreads though his cheeks before he closes his eyes again with a sight.

— You told on Henry and me, didn't you? — Jack asked me while his face scrunched in slight pain while he snuggled closer to my chest. I look at him and smile to myself.

— Aye, mate — I said while I kept on following the rest of the Charming's. I feel some lips in my check making me stop for a second before going back to running. I look at Jack and I see him smiling like if he didn't do anything, like if he won a game.

I stop in my tracks and give Jack a kiss. I gave him a peck but then I gave him another one and another and another until we were kissing passionately. I feel him moan quietly when I enter my tounge in his mouth and with that little insetive I started sucking and exploring every single corner of his mouth.

— Hook! Stop kissing my son and get your ass inside of the car — screamed David making me pull away from Jack's mouth with a smile and a bit of embarrassment but Jack gave me another bruising kiss while he pulled my hair and then let me run to the truck.

Looks like I won a battle but it seems Jack won the war, yet again...

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rebelwrites · 3 years

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Home Isn’t A Place It’s You

Killian Jones x Reader

Summary: The reader realises that sometimes you need to follow the heart and stand up for herself.

Requested By: @buckyshattergirl // Ooohhh for the once prompts, maybe 2 with Killian. Reader could be the next in line to the wonderlandian throne, so they live with Cora, and run away with Killian... Yes yes!

Prompt: “Home stopped being a place when you entered my life.”

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There was a point in your life where you were thrilled to be next in line to be queen in wonderland. But somewhere along the line that fire burnt out, it was right around the time you and Regina had put your years of fighting behind you and rebuilt your relationship. Which meant frequent trips to Storybrooke where you fell in love with a certain pirate.

Every two weeks Regina would open a portal for you, you were still trying to grasp your magic and both decided it was too risky for you to try at the moment. As you were laid on your bed you felt the familiar vibration of the portal opening and you couldn’t help but grin as you rolled off your bed grabbing your backpack before taking the step into the portal.

Landing on the floor, you looked up at your sister grinning before she engulfed you in a hug.

“Not being rude but what is Cora making you wear?” she laughed, making you look down at your ridiculously puffy dress.

“Oh shit” you laughed waving your hand using your magic to change into a different outfit.

“Well you have definitely been around Hook too long” she smirked looking at your outfit choice.

“I guess” you winked looking at your outfit in the mirror. This was your go to, ripped skinny jeans, white vest top and battered black leather jacket, pair with your heeled boots.

“Speaking of, does he know that you are relinquishing your ties to the throne?” Regina asked.

“Nope” you laughed “was going to surprise him today”

“And I’m guessing Cora doesn’t know either?” She smirked as she started making coffee.

“Why should I Re, the way she treats me makes me so angry” you sighed “I get I’m the daughter she didn’t want but still”

“Prepare for war when she finds out” she laughed.

“Oh I am don’t worry” you winked as you heard the front door slam closed followed by the voice of your nephew Henry.

“Mom I’m home, Hooks here as well” Henry shouted.

As you leaned against the counter your heart started racing, you hadn’t seen Killian in two weeks and your heart longed for him. He didn’t know you would be coming so you couldn’t wait.

The moment Henry saw you he ran straight towards you, nearly tackling you to the ground.

“Aunt Y/N” he grinned hugging you tight. “I missed you”

“I missed you too kiddo” you smiled hugging him back.

“That’s it just forget about me” Killian smirked leaning against the door frame making you look up at him.

“Is my pirate getting jealous and babe I don’t think anyone can forget you” you giggled untangling yourself from Henry, making your way over to your pirate.

“How is it every time I see you, you look even more beautiful than the last” he smirked placing his hand on your hip pulling you closer.

“Such a charmer” you giggled fluttering your eyelashes.

“Come on Henry let’s leave the two love birds alone” Regina smiled ushering her son out of the kitchen.

Just as your lips were about to touch another portal opened, within a couple of moments Cora walked out, frowning at the sight she was seeing.

“Young lady” she scolded “ what on earth are you wearing”

“It’s called clothes” you sassed leaning your back against Killian’s chest.

“So this is what you get up to when you leave on your two week excursion” she scoffed “fooling around with this pirate”

“Watch your tone toward the people I love and maybe if you treated me better I wouldn’t want to escape wonderland” you hissed “at least here I’m loved”

“You seem to be forgetting that as future queen you will be loved” Cora laughed.

“Have you ever thought I don’t want to be fucking queen” you snapped “I have never wanted it, you are just forcing it on me”

“At least she has found love” Regina snapped walking into the room “unlike what you did to me”

“I don’t care. you coming home with me” Cora glared.

“I think the fuck not. I am not going back to that place so deal with it” you spat as Killian tighten his grip on you. “Come on Killian let’s get out of here”

Before any more words were spoken the two of you left the house and headed to Granny’s, you couldn’t help but smile as Killian rested his arm around your shoulder holding you close.

“I’m proud of you love” he said kissing the top of your head.

“It felt good to stand up to her” you smiled looking up at him.

“So you aren’t going back home then?” Killian asked with a boyish grin on his face.

“Killi” you whispered, stopping in front of him, placing your hands on his chest. “Home stopped being a place when you entered my life.”

“You really mean that love?” He asked, brushing his fingers down your cheek. “I am just a pirate at the end of the day”

“With all my heart” you grinned. “Yes you are a pirate but you are my pirate”

You swore the twinkle in his eyes shone brighter as he pressed his lips against yours, you couldn’t help but smile into the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck as you tangled your fingers in his hair as you deepened the kiss.

“Home isn’t a place it’s you and it’s always going to be wherever you are” you whispered against his lips. “I can’t be apart from you any longer”

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wannabespacesmuggler · 3 years

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Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee | Bad Luck

Chapter Four | Masterlist | Buy me a coffee

Summary: You recently moved to Storybrooke and began working the morning shift at Granny’s diner. Meanwhile, Killian Jones has been working the night shift on the docks of Storybrooke for years. When his routine gets turned upside down, he begins to understand the simple joy brought by an early cup of coffee, as long as you’re the one pouring it.

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.3K

Extras: Playlist – A playlist for two idiots in love: a gruff outcast who hates coffee but now drinks it every morning because the waitress at the diner keeps smiling at him as they pour it.

"I still don't know why you're going tonight"

Killian groans as the words leave David’s mouth. In reality, he knows that David is just trying to look out for him. That’s all he’s ever done since Killian arrived in Storybrooke. He remembers running into the young sheriff on one of his first days in town. David had introduced himself and engaged in some small talk with Killian -- not that, that’s surprising as David may be the most outgoing person he’s ever met. Killian happened to mention his job search to the man when the two were talking and the next day Killian received a call from the man who has now been his boss for years, offering him a position on the night shift. That’s who David is and Killian has always admired that. He takes the job as the town’s protector seriously and often does more than anyone else in his position would do.

“Just saying.”

Killian drops his burger and glares at David from across the desk. David shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, taking another bite of his sandwich. It’s become a routine for them after Killian started working the morning shift, eating a late lunch on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Killian would stop by the station after his shift and David will already have food from Granny’s picked up for the two of them.

Usually, these lunches were used as a chance for Killian to hear about the newest chaos happening in David’s home -- as having both his grown daughter and newborn son living under the same roof as him and his wife leads to some very interesting stories. Killian has been around to witness some of these moments, as, during his several years in Storybrooke, he’s become a pretty consistent presence at David’s apartment.

But for the past few weeks, Killian’s budding friendship with you has become a prominent topic for David to bring up during lunch. Most of the time, Killian would simply roll his eyes and shrug off the topic -- stating that you just happened to work at the diner he got coffee at almost every morning now. Usually, David would respect his privacy and move on to another topic, but today he seemed pretty adamant on the subject.

“It’s just a date. It’s not like I’m getting married, David.”

Killian moves a hand to scratch the back of his neck, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in his dress clothes. After his shift, he stopped by his apartment to change into a black button-up and his nicest pair of jeans. Even with his leather jacket thrown on top, the outfit looks incredibly overdressed on him. David didn’t make him feel any better as he wore his usual flannel with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dark jeans. Usually, he’d be sitting across from David bundled in layers of tattered clothing, especially on days he’s working.

“Emma’s set me up on plenty of dates.”

He’s not lying. Emma has been Killian’s self-proclaimed wing woman for years. She tells everyone that it’s because Killian will never actually do it himself; always berating him about how when he’s not at the docks he’s either with David or at the bar. Killian thinks that’s why David and Emma have made such a big deal out of his friendship with you since the two of you met at the diner.

“But this is different.”

Killian looks up from his meal and furrows his brow at David.

“What are you talking about?”

The words come out harsher than Killian wanted them to. David doesn’t seem to care as he continues, seemingly used to Killian’s ill-temper at this point in their friendship.

“I think you know what I’m talking about.”

David looks at him with his brow arched. Killian rolls his eyes at the man sitting across from him.

“C’mon, mate. It isn’t like that. We’ve talked about this.”

“No. You’ve talked about this. I haven’t said anything because I was letting you figure this out yourself.”

Killian leans back in his chair and watches David intently. He’s never pushed this hard on the topic before. David would usually make a joke here and there about how much time Killian had been spending at the diner or how much money he’s been spending on coffee that he doesn’t even like. And when Emma told David about you going to see him at the docks, Killian swore he'd never be able to live that down, but eventually David let it go.

“So why are you jumping in now?”

“Because I think you must be blind.”

Killian lets out a dry laugh as the corners of David’s lips quirk up into a small smile.

“You’re crazy.”

“Am I?”

Killian’s brow furrows at the comment.

“You like her right?”

Killian crosses his arms over his chest and lets out a soft sigh. He doesn’t know why David is so hung up over Killian’s friendship with you. Why would it matter if he maybe, possibly, had feelings for you? It’s not like you’ve expressed an interest in him. You’re just a waitress at the diner he goes to every morning who strikes up conversation with him. He’d maybe go as far as saying that you appreciate him being a friendly face in town as you’re still relatively new. But that’s it. If you want him to be your friend then that’s exactly what he’ll be. He’s become resigned to the fact that his infatuation with you is unrequited.

“I’m pretty sure she likes you too, man.”

Killian shakes his head, letting out an airy laugh at David’s words. The man is ludicrous. The lack of sleep from baby Neal must be getting to his head.

“Nah, a guy like me and a girl like her? That’s a fairytale, mate.”

David opens his mouth to speak, but the sound of Killian’s phone vibrating on the desk cuts him off. Killian flips the phone over and has to read the caller ID again. It’s you. David gives Killian a knowing look before getting up to give him some privacy.

“Shut up.”

He mumbles the words at David before answering the phone.

“Hello?”

“Killian! Thank God you picked up. I didn’t know who else to call. I mean, you were the first person I thought could help me. God, I’ve got such bad luck.”

“Hey, slow down. Alright? What’s going on, love?”

Killian listens as you take a few deep breaths before answering. He tries to be patient, but his heart is hammering against his chest. You rarely call him. He’ll get the occasional text from you throughout the day, but a call is out of the ordinary.

“I borrowed Emma’s car for the day to go to the city, you know?”

Killian remembers you telling him about your plans to spend the day in the city. You’d been pretty excited about the idea the last time Killian saw you. Apparently, according to you, it’d been ages since you’d seen a skyscraper.

“Yeah, I remember.”

“Well, I was heading home and the engine started making a funny noise. So I pull over to check out what’s going on, but now the car won’t start and I’m still about two hours from home. When I called the tow they said that they’d come whenever they’re available, but I don’t know when that will be. I don’t know what to do. It’s already getting dark.”

“It’s okay. Is there anything close to you? A restaurant? A gas station?”

“Yeah, there was a gas station just down the road.”

“Go wait there, okay? Text me the address and I’ll get there as fast as I can.”

“Killian, you don’t --”

“I’m on my way, love. Don't worry.”

Killian hangs up and looks over at David. David is already smiling at him, obviously eavesdropping on the call. The sight causes Killian to sigh once again.

“What?”

“Nothing. Just seems like a fairytale, you know? Knight in shining armor to the rescue and all.”

Killian wishes his heart didn’t swell at the idea of him being your knight in shining armor. Especially since he’s no knight and he certainly doesn’t own any fancy armor. He wonders if maybe a chivalrous man in a leather jacket could be enough.

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haileygarciasunshine · 4 years

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Writing Graveyard

Created: 09/03/20

Last Updated: 11/09/20

These are a collection of Imagines, I’ve written that didn’t get much attention. Rather than deleting them and abandoning them, I’ve created this gravyard.

Clint Barton

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Match Makers - The reader’s friends want to set her up with a renown sharpshooter.

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Bucky Barnes

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The Winter Soldier Part One - Tony Stark consider’s the reader to be his daughter. When Steve goes on the run to save his friend, will the reader help her best friend or help her father figure?

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Howling Commandos Part One - The reader is enlisted in the army along side her best friend, Peggy Carter. Her life changes when she meets seven men.

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The Flight Part One - Flying back home, the reader isn’t fond of flying, what happens when the stranger next to her steps in?

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Bumblebee Part One // Bumblebee Part Two

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Benny ‘The Jet’ Rodriguez

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The Sandlot - The reader lives next door to Smalls. One night when her friends are over, the sandlot boys are the topic of discussion.

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The Drive in - The reader goes on a date with Benny, but it doesn’t go as planned.

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Arthur Curry

Tomorrow At Seven - The reader attends a party that Bruce throws, she meets a man named Arthur.

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Clark Kent

Reunion - When Tom falls ill, his estranged son comes back into the reader's life bringing more than she bargained for.

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Killian Jones

Curse - The reader is friends with Snow before the curse. Will things change after the curse has been lifted?

Storybrooke -The reader ends up traveling into Story Brooke without meaning to. Her car breaks down in the process.

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Han Solo

Pollen - Han Solo saves the reader from a mysterious planet. The reader has a mishap with some sex pollen, Han is all too welcoming to help with her problem.

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Poe Dameron

Silent Treatment - The reader can’t shake the Empire from following her in her X-Wing. Poe takes in upon himself to protect her.

#starwars #kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #kyloren #bensolo #ben solo #ben solo x reader #bucky barnes #buckybarnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you

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descendantofthesparrow · 4 years

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two part Commission work - Harry Hook x Reader - Happily Ever After- part 2

@musicarose

Ben stood with Harry, a pained look on the pirates face. “well get her back, I promise Harry” ben tried to comfort, flinching as Harry growled and glared at him, his eyes shiny from tears.

“it's my da, knowing him, there are two options, kill the babe ta get back at me or disappear and turn my little girl against me!” Harry's voice cracked as he thought of his father corrupting his little girl who wasn’t even a year old yet!

“we will get her back Harry, we’ve beat every challenge we've faced, maleficent, my mother, Audrey, Cruella, we can beat some old washed away flimsy pirate” Uma walked over to him, rubbing his shoulder in a comforting way.

“All we need to know is where he is-“

“FOUND HIM!” Mal popped up from her crunched position on the Auradon map, the glow from her eyes fading “Hes at skull rock!”

“Let's go” Harry growled, starting to walk towards the door before you stepped in front of him, wearing a black leather jacket with a lost white top, black pants, and tall boots, a sword strapped to your side.

“i’m coming with you!” you pressed, frowning as Harry shook his head and tried to push you back into the living room.

“no lass I can't lose yeh-“ you slapped his hand away and got in his face, mentally smirking as he blinked in surprise.

“do you forget you guys are not the only ones with legendary parents! I am the daughter of the captain of the flying Dutchman! The daughter of the KING of the brethren court! I am (y/n) Swann-Turner-Hook, and I will go with you to get OUR daughter back!” you roared at harry, breathing heavily as you ended your rant.

Harry sighed, tears burning at his eyes “i-I jus’ can't lose yeh too, my love” he whimpered in a low voice, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest.

“I know, and I can't lose you too, we have to protect each other, and save Arella” harry sniffed and nodded, pressing a kiss to your hair.

“okay” he muttered, perking up as Uma and Gil joined you in the hug. “wai-ack!” gil squeezed and cut off Harry's breathing, you laughing softly under the protection of Harry's arms “Gil-can’t- breathe!!!”

“oh!” he quickly released him and smiled sheepishly “sorry!”

“as cute as this is, we have a baby to save don’t we?” Mal offered, smiling as you and Harry shared a quick kiss.

“Right let's go!”

James laughed insanely to himself, staring down at the exhausted baby that was his granddaughter “at least, I will have a worthy heir~” he ran his hook across the pudgy cheek of the babe, her eyes flashed open and she began to scream in panic and terror.

“bloody brat” James muttered, curling his lip, and quickly ripping his hook away, a small cut appearing on Arellas cheek, causing her to scream even louder. “shut up! God, now I remember why I hated yer father-“

The door slammed open, and there, standing in the doorway, was a VERY pissed off harry Hook. “get away from meh daughter” he snarled, drawing his sword and stepping towards his “father”

“oohohoho! Becoming brave boy!” James taunted, drawing his sword “I remember when you would cower at the sound of my boot!”

“too bad i’m much older than back then and much stronger than yeh!” harry launched himself at his “father”, knocking him away from Arella, Evie dashing in and grabbing the screaming girl.

“DADA!” Arella screamed, almost making Evie drop her. Harry stumbled for a split second, letting James slice at his arm.

“argh!” Harry yelled, stepping back to avoid another swing from the blade.

“face it, boy! You’ll never amount to me! The greatest pirate to ever sail the seven seas! Woah!” all of a sudden you blocked a swing from James, starting to battle with the old pirate.

“well that’s quite a claim, but I don’t believe it” you taunted with a smirk, easily parrying and dodging his attacks.

“ah, you’re the bloody brat he married” you swung and nicked his neck, James stepping back and running out of the room.

“This ends now” you mutter, running after James, Harry just behind you, unhooking his hook from his belt.

“aye”

Harry quickly caught up to his dad and grabbed the back of his jacket, tossing him away from Evie. “this is between you and me da” Harry growled, flipping his hook in his hand.

“Alright son, let's go!” Harry spun out of the way of James’ hook, blocking a swing from his sword with his own.

Catching another swing with his hook and pressing down on James' sword with his own and pushing his dad against the rail.

“yeh hurt me, little girl, yeh tried to hurt my wife, yeh don’t even deserve to live…. I should just kill yeh” he growled, reveling in the fear that begun to grow in his father's eyes. “but Im not like yeh” Harry quickly stepped off, causing his father, who was pushing back, to trip forward and crash to the floor. Harry quickly disarmed him and placed his foot on his back, glaring down at the pathetic man that was his father.

“you rotten-I should’ve-“ James speech devolved into a flurry of swear words. Harry looked up, shoulders sagging in relief as he caught sight of a now calm Arella, her bright blue eyes staring back at him in wonder.

He looked over to you, raising his brow as you were just staring at the water with a puzzled look on your face. “love?” he carefully stepped off of his father, keeping an eye on him as he walked over to you. “what’s wrong?”

“thought I heard….never-HARRY LOOK OUT!” harry whipped around, eyes widening as his fathers hook descended on him, you spun around him and kicked him in the chest.

James fell back and went over the rails, splashing into the water.

-TIK-

Harry stopped, he knew that sound

-TICK TICK TOCK-

He heard his fathers screams, pleading for harry to save him from the devil crocodile. Harry walked over to the edge, looking down at the water.

There it was. Tick-Tock the crocodile, the 12 foot best seemingly grinning as it chased his father.

-TICK TOCK TICK TOCK- his father started to swim away, Tick Tock's tail happily wagging as he cased hook out of skull rock.

“well….that's a way to get rid of him” you joked, taking Arella from Evie and holding her close, breathing a sigh of relief as she pressed her head into your cheek. “hello my little love” you breathed, slowly rocking back n forth as you held her.

“dada” you stopped, blinking quickly in surprise as you heard Arella speak.

“did-did you just say dada” you squealed, looking up at Harry who looked as if he was blessed with all the riches in the world. “she said dada!”

Harry sniffed, letting a few tears slip as he speed-walked over to you, tugging you and Arella into his arms.

“I love yeh both”

“I love you too” you whispered, leaning your head into his shoulder, feeling Arella grab at Harry's jacket and pull herself into his chest, babbling her new word as she did so.

“dada~!”

5-year-old Arella stared in amazement as she stared down at her little brothers face, she had been told she looked very similar to him when she was firstborn. But she wasn’t a tomato!

“wasth hith name?” she said as well as she could with a missing front tooth. You smiled at her, sweat still drying on your forehead, Harry sitting at your side, cooing down at his first son.

“We were going to let you name him sweetie” you instructed her arms, letting her hold her little brother. “so what do you think”

Arella stared down at her brother, mesmerized by his pudgy cheeks and the tuft of black hair on his head.

He opened his eyes, matching ocean blue eyes staring back into her own.

“Killian!” Arella chirped, “his name is Killian!” you grinned, reaching out and stroking Killian's cheek.

“that’s perfect, isn't it Harry?” he grinned kissing your cheek and leaning over to kiss Arella's forehead.

“its perfect, Killian Jones hook”

--end of part 2--

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stilloutofmyvulcanmind · 4 years

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The Smartasses

(Or the ever growing list of characters that I love and write for)

Kate Kane

Ryan Wilder

Harleen Quinzel

Helena Bertinelli (Birds of Prey)

Arthur Curry

Talia Al Ghul

The Flash

Barry Allen

Iris West

WestAllen (x reader)

Cisco Ramon

Harrison “Harry” Wells

Harrison “Sherloque” Wells

Harrison “H.R.” Wells

Harrison "Nash" Wells

Eobard Thawne/Eowells

Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost

Leonard Snart

Legends of Tomorrow

Ray Palmer

John Constantine

Sara Lance

Supergirl

Kara Danvers

Brainiac-5/ Querl Dox

Marvel

Thor

Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Misc

Aragorn son of Arathorn (The Lord of the Rings)

Miles Strasburg (Darrow & Darrow)

Ed Stevens (Ed (2000))

Mazikeen Smith (Lucifer)

Geralt of Rivia (Witcher)

Killian Jones (Once Upon A Time)

Terry Benedict (Ocean's Eleven)

Vincent Corleone (Godfather Part III)

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moonprincessusagii · 5 years

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Strange and the Usual

A/N: so I’ve been working on this fanfic for a while now, and I hope you like it because it is my first supernatural fanfic, I was trying to go out of my comfort zone with this one since all I have ever written were Killian jones fanfics and Chris Evans ones but I’m trying to change that because I really do love Dean and Sam. I hope you like this Strange and Usual fanfic. (not really sure what I did here....i tried. LOL X_X)

Also if you like this please like, comment if you want more chapters! and reblog :) thank you for your time lovelies <3

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warning: none, some cursing

Summary:

Strange and mysterious things are going on in small towns, Dean and Sam try to get to the bottom of this mystery uncovering the random killings that have been going around by different supernatural creatures. Dean gets annoyed when the woman who rescued him from a werewolf attack shows up during each hunt. Can these two get along during the hunts, is this a possible love story? tune in to find out.

Chapter 1: Strange and Usual

“For Christ sake!” Dean said as he saw the werewolf get up from the floor after he had shot him down. Dean took out his machete and tried slicing the werewolves head but as he swung at him the monster had dodged his every move, the monster grinned at him his claws out and ready to attack Dean. He came at Dean knocking him down onto his back, as Dean tried to hold him off the monster got stronger, Dean grunted and tried to look to see if anything sharp was near him but there wasn’t he had thought this was it he was going to get eaten by a werewolf he was going to die by this bastards hands.

Dean grunted as he tried to force the werewolf off him, but the werewolf had all of his weight on Dean, “Damn it.” He yelled out. When he tried hitting the werewolf there was the sound of a slash which caused blood to splatter all over Deans face. The werewolf’s body had fallen on top of him and his head came rolling onto the floor. Dean had pushed the body aside and saw a figure standing in front of him holding a machete. “Looks like you needed some help.” She said, Dean stood up and furrowed his eyebrows “Uh, thanks I guess.” He said wiping the blood off his face and picking up his weapons that had been on the floor.

“The rest of the werewolves, they left but they’ll be back.” The person said as they followed Dean out of the barn. “They’re a lot stronger this time around.” Dean had rolled his eyes as he walked to his car and opened the trunk putting his weapons away. “No offense, but I think I can handle a few werewolves.” He said slamming the trunk of the car. “From where I was standing, your ass would have been dog food if I wasn’t on a hunting mission.” Dean looked at the person for the first time, she had y/h/l y/h/c hair and y/e/c eyes that were piercing into his soul. “The name is y/n it’s nice to meet you.” She said holding out her hand in front of him waiting for a hand shake.

He just looked at her hand, and he let out a scoff shaking his head and headed inside of the car. He turned on the ignition and she grunted heading on his side of the car “You could at least say thanks.” Dean chuckled “Like I said, I didn’t need your help now if you don’t mind I gotta go.” He said and sped off leaving y/n standing there. Y/n folded her arms across her chest and shook her head “asshole.” She said and got on her motorcycle heading off.

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Dean pulled up to the bunker and got off the car heading inside “Yo Sammy!” He said as he came down the stairs. Sam has walked out of the hallway with his book and looked at Dean who was covered in blood “Dean! What happened? Are you hurt?” He said rushing to him. “I’m fine, I was attacked by a werewolf, then some girl chopped his head off, thought I needed saving.” He said sitting down at the table. “At least you’re not dead,” Sam said raising his eyebrows. “What have you been up to nerd?” Sam rolled his eyes, and let out a deep sigh. “I found a few reports on something that seems unexplainable, sounds like our kind of case.” Sam said as he moved the laptop to face Dean. “so get this..these cases they have been found with different marks, one that kind of looks like a vicious dog bite, another one with their eyes burned out and another one that looks as if their whole body has been drained out.” Dean furrowed his eyebrows. “Yup, that does sound like our case alright, well you know what to do, time to get packed up.” Sam stood up and shut his laptop “You may want to shower first Dean.” He said looking over the blood-stained clothes Dean had still been wearing.

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The brothers were headed out in the black Chevy Impala, there was no sound but the motor and the classic rock music Dean had been playing. Dean had his eyebrows furrowed as he continued driving down the highway. “So, what happened back there?” Sam had asked, breaking the silence. Dean just shook his head, “Nothing, werewolf attacked me and I got the son of a bitch.” Sam just raised his eyebrow, “I told you not to go on your own Dean.” Dean side eyed Sam and let out a deep huff, “Sam, you know I’m always cautious.” They continued driving down the road and hit the first crime scene, they saw cops surrounding the area, some were talking with reporters, others taking photos of the crime scene, and some were standing near the caution tape. The brothers got out of the car in their black suits and trench coats and walked to one of the officers. “Excuse me, sir.” Dean said in a stern voice “I’m agent Williams and this is my partner agent Mills we work for the FBI and wanted to ask you a few questions.” The police officer raised his eyebrow, “I just spoke to one of your guys a while ago, but I’m gonna repeat the same thing I told her, we suspect some kind of animal, seem as if this person was torn to shreds possibly a bear, or something.” Dean and Sam exchanged looks “Uhm can you point us to the other agent?”

“Better yet, I’ll take you to her.” The officer held up the caution tape so they could pass and guided them to the other FBI agent. “That’s her, agent Reyes.” When the girl had turned around she had locked eyes with Dean and his eyes grew bigger as he recognized the girl it was the same girl who saved him from the werewolves. “Son of a bitch,” he said low enough for Sam and the officer to not hear. “Uh thanks, officer.” the officer nodded and walked off. “Sam, there’s something I gotta tell you.” Sam raised his eyebrow, “That girl there, she’s a hunter, she well...kind of saved my ass.” The girl walked towards both the brothers who were standing a few feet away from her. “Well if it isn’t werewolf bait,” she said folding her arms across her chest. Dean just rolled his eyes. “Look, if you guys already knew this is another werewolf attack, actually there’s been a few attacks going on around here and some in different towns over and they’re all from different monsters, I was telling werewolf bait here that they were gonna be coming back, but did he listen? of course not.” She said as she stared at him with her eyebrows furrowed. “The name’s Y/n, by the way..didn’t catch yours.” She said extending her arm out waiting for Sam to shake it. Sam took her hand into his and shook it “Sam Winchester, I’m Dean’s little brother.” Y/n looked at both of them, as she compared the height differences. “My, who would’ve of known the tall looking one was the little brother, but look I’m not here to be friends, but I do want your help to save these people here.” Sam let out a deep sigh, “How can we help?”

to be continued.....

#supernatural #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester #dean winchester x you #spn family #fanfiction #supernatural fanfiction

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imaginethatalena · 6 years

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#139: Captain Hook x Reader

Thanks @underworldsheiress for requesting ❤

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Request: And the last one is a new one with Hook where reader is dressed as boy to be in Jolly Rogers when they are going to Neverland and Killian is falling in love with her and don't understanding with till Peter admits the reade is his daugter (Peter's daughter) who whats revenge because thinks he murdered her lil brother Rumple please????

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You had been alone in the world until you met Killian Jones. The captain of The Jolly Roger wasn’t as cold hearted as other pirates you’d met, and when he’d offered you work on his ship, you accepted. You hadn’t been a part of the crew for long, but the men had quickly become a new family to you. You never felt uncomfortable being the only woman on board, always treated with equal respect and working your fair share. You chose to dress as a boy to keep your identity hidden from other pirate crews that weren’t as tolerant, but it never kept Killian from marveling at your beauty. Over time he started to have feelings for you, feelings that once confessed he knew were returned, and he never had a reason to doubt you. That is, until the day you’d gone to Neverland.

Killian was required by Pan to return to Neverland every so often, and since you were new to the crew, you hadn’t been there yet. Killian noticed your nervousness after the trip through the portal as the ship drifted towards the island, seeing your hands clenched tight around the hilt of your cutlass.

“Don’t be scared, love,” he told you, gently prying your fingers from the hilt to take your hand in his. “Pan may seem intimidating, but at the end of the day he’s just a boy.”

You gave Killian a smile, trying to convince him that he’d comforted you, but you couldn’t hide your uneasiness. Not only were you nervous to be in Neverland and potentially see Peter Pan, but you were also feeling the weight of immense guilt. The only reason you had joined the crew was to get to Neverland. You hadn’t meant to fall for the captain. It had just happened.

You and Smee joined Killian in a rowboat and headed to shore, and you never once took your hand off your sword. The three of you wandered through the jungle for awhile, and your anxiety at being on the island grew every second until you heard the voice of a young boy behind you.

“I was starting to think you’d never come back, Captain.”

You whirled around, unsheathing your sword and pointing it at the boy. It was Peter Pan, the ruler of the island. You knew him by a different face, but your hadn’t changed, and he recognized you immediately.

“Y/N?” his eyes widened, and he took a step back out of shock.

“You know him?” Killian asked, looking between you and the boy king of Neverland, who you had managed to stun speechless.

“I do,” you said, glaring at Pan. “He’s my father.”

“What?” Killian’s question went unanswered as you advanced toward your father.

“Why are you here?” Pan asked.

“I’m getting revenge,” you said, backing him up against a tree with your blade at his throat. “You killed my brother, your son, and now you’re going to pay for it with your life.”

“I didn’t kill Rumple, you foolish girl,” Pan snapped at you. “I sent him back to the Enchanted Forest years ago. He’s alive and well, with a son of his own.”

“You’re lying!”

“Why would I lie to my own daughter?”

“You’re perfectly fine with lying to yourself,” you seethed, pressing the blade closer. “You live here in your fantasy, doing your best to forget that you abandoned us.”

“Y/N, he’s telling the truth,” Killian said, his hand on your wrist ashe tried to draw you away from Pan. “I’ve met them.” He wasn’t about to tell you the entire truth, that Rumple was the Dark One and Baelfire was on the island at this moment. He was just trying to deescalate the situation before Pan hurt you.

You glared at Pan, but allowed Killian to guide you a bit away from him.

Pan massaged his throat as he watched you storm away into the jungle.

“She grew into a fine woman,” he murmured.

“No thanks to you,” Killian muttered.

“Take Y/N back to the Enchanted Forest,” Pan told him. “Take care of her, and don’t ever let her come back here. This isn’t a place for people like her.”

“She’s as abandoned as your boys.”

“No she’s not. She has you.”

Killian was shocked to hear such honest words from Pan, but he nodded, motioning for Smee to follow him back to the beach. It was a rare thing for Pan to release people in his charge, and he wasn’t about to say no. He was more than happy to leave this place and never look back, especially if it was with you.

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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 7 years

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His Raven, part 1

Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: Changed few things from the canon story to fit my own. This will be a few parts. Story commissioned by the lovely @chabertlacey.

Summary: Storybrooke was a small, quiet town - a perfect little haven. It had been your only home for, well, as long as you could remember. Nothing out of the ordinary ever happened, in fact, the town was quiet ordinary. Except it wasn’t.But the residents of Storybrooke were oblivious to the curse that they were under and only three people knew of said spell - Mr. Gold, Mayor Mills, and Henry Mills. That is until a pirate of a famous name came sailing into the dock of the town, seeking revenge.

The pitter patter of small feet filled the hall as you stood against the wall, watching and reminding the students that there was no running in the halls. You smiled at Henry, the mayor’s son, who gave you a bright wave, until he was ushered into a classroom by Mary Margaret. The elementary school teacher was a close friend of yours and had asked you to help out in her class a few times a week. Gladly, you accepted, since that was sort of your gig. Town ‘jack of all trades’. Whether it was walking Archie’s dog, picking up shifts at Granny’s, or whatever else the folks of Storybrooke needed, you were there to help.

Mary Margaret gave you a smile and asked if you had the copies she needed for the day’s lesson, you held up the pile of papers in your hand and walked them over to her.

“What would I do without you?”

“You’re too much, M,” you teased her, peeking into the classroom. “Those children love you, you’d do just fine without me. Speaking of, I better go. I promised Archie I’d walk Pongo before noon. Do you mind?”

Mary Margaret squeezed your arm and smiled. “I’ll stop by the apartment and bring you dinner.”

“I’m at Granny’s for dinner shift, come by, we can eat together,” you said and she nodded, bidding you goodbye.

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The Jolly Roger sailed smoothly through the portal, appearing near the dock’s of Storybrooke. Captain Hook smirked at the land in his sights, feeling the ease of revenge edging in his veins. He had waited so long and lost so much, all in the name of seeking Rumplestiltskin. The creature that had stolen the one thing he had loved the most, his beautiful raven.

Hook sailed into the dock of a small town, the smell of sea filled the air as he commanded his crew to anchor the ship. He turned to his men with a mischievous smile.

“Ay, mates. Let’s enjoy ourselves in this wretched town of piss!”

The men cheered their Captain, watching as he descended the ship, his boots hitting the ground hard. He made his way through the town, finding his way to the nearest tavern, eyeing a woman who stood outside fanning herself. She winked at him and he smirked, pushing through the door into the dimly lighted establishment.

Several people looked up in his direction, eyes lowering as he passed by, heading straight to the counter. Hook made his way to the bar, tapping his hook on the counter to get the woman’s attention who was tending the drinks.

He cleared his throat when she didn’t turn around.

“Ay, love,” he said coolly, leaning against the counter. “How about you pour a Captain a pint or two?”

….

Pongo walked in front of you, tail wagging as he stopped to sniff everything he deemed interesting. You chuckled and kneeled down beside him as he stopped to sniff a car tire. Petting his back, you glanced around and saw Red, storming off away from Granny’s. Figuring she must have had yet another fight with her grandma, you called out to her.

“Red!”

The dark hair beauty stopped in her tracks, looking around until her eyes met yours. She grinned and jogged across the street to Pongo and you.

“You two are a sight for sore, irritated eyes,” she huffed out, reaching down to pet Pongo. “What are you two doing?”

“Going for a walk, so you two fighting again?”

Red rolled her eyes and looked over her shoulder to the diner. “She just won’t give me a break! I just want a little freedom!”

“Don’t we all,” you sighed. “Do you ever feel stuck?”

“Do I...”

You chuckled and shrugged. “Maybe I need a date.”

“You do!”

Red squealed and threw an arm around you. “We should go out! Ladies night! We can invite Mary Margaret too! What do you say?”

You pretended to pout, but the idea was intriguing, granted you knew almost every man in the town.

“Sure,” you grinned widely. “Why the hell not?”

…

Your back was turned, the noise of the drunken men and women fell deaf on your ears. You were use to the musk and sins of the tavern, it was nothing new, so you went about the business of tending the bar. It was a family business, it was your grandfather’s and when your own father died, it was handed over to your uncle, who in turned allowed you to work for a fair wage. Truth be told, you grew up in the tavern and nothing felt more like home than the drafty place.

So when a sharp tapping came from behind, you ignored it, continuing to make up drinks. You were no stranger to overzealous customers and this one would learn to wait their turn. But then a voice came with the tapping, a smooth one that had you putting down a glass to turn around.

There he stood, a pirate, a man with devious nature in his eyes and like that, you were mystified. And by the look in his eyes, you knew he was too.

…

Granny’s was busy as you shuffled in between tables with a tray of plates, placing them down in front of Mayor Mills and Henry, who grinned when he saw that you had ordered him an extra side of mash potatoes. The Mayor gave you a tight smile and thanked you as you quickly placed down their plates, excusing herself when her cell went off. You watched as she walked toward the back of the diner before ruffling up Henry’s brown locks.

“Did your homework, kid?”

“Yup,” he answered. “Do you know Peter Pan?”

You gazed at the youngster in confusion. “Like the movie? Yeah, I’ve seen it. Why?”

“Just wondering,” he shrugged, shuffling his food around with a fork. He sat quietly for a second, before looking up at you. “What are your thoughts on Captain Hook?”

Laughing, you shrugged. “He was kind of a jerk. Listen, I gotta get back to work. Eat up kid.”

Henry smiled and you left him to his food, looking toward the door when it chimed opened. Mary Margaret closed the door behind her, eyes searching until they found you. She grinned and waved, so you motioned for her to take a booth and looked down at your watch. Red was due for her shift any minute, so walked over to your friend.

“I'll join you in a sec, figured we'd have the specials, roast beef and potatoes.”

“Sounds delicious, I'll just wait here,” she patted the table and you asked if she'd like some ice tea. “You know me so well.”

Giving her shoulder a squeeze, you sighed with relief when Red came rushing in, tying an apron around her waist and shooting an apology your way.

“Don't worry about it, I'm taking a meal break. Can you bring out two of the specials?”

Red nodded and rushed to the back, within seconds the bickering sounds of her and Granny came muffled from the kitchen and you laughed, telling Mary Margaret that you were going to get some drinks.

….

Hook dredged through the small town, trying to remember what the witch had told him back in the Enchanted Forest. The sky was dark as he went by every shop in town, growing more angry with each step. Until he stopped in front of a small shop, lights were off inside, except an outside street lamp. He smirked up at the sign with a deviled expression, reading the words out loud.

“Mr. Gold Pawnbroker & Antiquities Dealer...”

Hook stood there, cruel thoughts going through his mind as he remembered what the old woman had told him.

Rumple was Gold now.

….

“I'll see you tomorrow then?”

“Of course, I have the booklets you need. Worked on them last night.”

Mary Margaret and you walked out of Granny's, both full from the delicious meal.

“Do you want me to walk you home?”

You asked the school teacher and she shook her head gently.

“I'll be fine, I'll see you tomorrow.”

The two of you embraced and she watched as you took off in the opposite direction, not toward your apartment near the school, but to the docks. You wanted to relax for a bit and the water, it always felt calming. A cool breeze hit your face and you zipped up the blue coat you had on, sticking your hands into the pockets. Crossing the street, you were a few yards from the pawnshop, squinting when you saw a figure lingering near the front of the building.

Thinking it was just someone passing by or looking at something they had seen in the window, you kept moving. As you drew closer, a man’s profile came into view, the light from the street lamp lit up his face as he turned in your direction.

The hand in your left pocket clung to your cell, ready to take it out and dial 911, because you knew nearly everyone in town and this man, you had never seen his face. Never seen the sharp jawline or the darkness in his eyes that you should have been afraid of, but weren’t. Your throat dried as he moved from the door, his steps wavered as shock rose to his face.

He reached out a hand, but a shiny metal hook presented itself to you and before you could react, the man quickly withdrew it, again taking a few more steps forward. A thought quickly went back to Henry and how he asked about Captain Hook, you almost laughed, but the man cleared his throat.

His dark eyes stared into yours and the bar went quiet as you stood there, unsure of what to say or do.

The pirate recomposed himself and gave you a curious look.

“Love, a drink?’

“Right,” you laughed out, asking what he’d like.

“Anything would be fine,” he jestered, taking a seat on a wooden stool.

You nodded and whirled around, trying to calm your unexpected nerves as you rounded up a smooth whiskey, figuring it was a pirate’s drink. Your heart pounded like it had never before, feeling his eyes on your back. Feeling all sorts of things.

Wicked and good.

Taking a deep breath, you turned and presented the drink to the handsome man. “On the house.”

He grinned and shook his head. “No, love, I’ll pay. But will you fulfill a pirate’s wish?”

Leaning against the bar, you pushed the drink in front of him and chuckled. “I don’t have any buried treasure.”

“Funny,” he scoffed playfully, adjusting in his seat. “What’s your name, beautiful?”

Feeling a shift deep inside of you, in the far corners of your heart, knowing he could very well ruin you, you leaned closer.

The stranger was merely an arm’s length away and for a second, he looked familiar, he felt familiar, and then he spoke - his voice smooth as the sails of a grand ship.

“Raven.”

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Weekly Reading List 44

Weekly Recommendations get posted every Thursday. All stories are character x reader unless otherwise stated. Graphic by the awesome @wonders-of-the-multiverse.

Tropes AU Mafia Princess Part 1/Part 2 by @4theluvofall Steve Rogers Fangs and Kisses by @captainsbabysitter-blog McKirk Not Your Typical Frat Boy: Mardi Gras by @i-dont-do-rpfs Chris Evans

Wings AU Safe Space by MusicalLuna Stony Care and Comfort by MusicalLuna Stony

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Daddy!Character The Angry Smol by @sfdce Stucky Bunny and BabySitters by @janeykath318 Leonard McCoy

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He's Falling- A Killian Jones One-Shot

Title: He's Falling

Request: Can you do a story where you a hooks sister and when hook and Emma start dating you get to meet Emma and Henry?

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader (x Emma Swan x Henry Mills)

AN: Set at the start of season 4. Enjoy :)

"You look nice." Y/N said to her older brother.

"I'm going out with Emma again tonight." Killian responded.

"Again?" Y/N laughed, "That's not normally your thing but alright."

"There's something different about this woman, Y/N." Killian said.

"You really like her don't you?" Y/N asked.

Killian nodded, "Aye."

"Well have fun don't be stupid." Y/N smiled.

"I'll try love." Killian said.

When Killian left, Y/N began to think.

She wanted to meet this 'Emma Swan' her brother had been talking about for weeks now.

The next day, Y/N went out to Granny's to pick up some lunch for her and Killian.

Killian was sleeping still on his ship.

Y/N walked in and waited at the counter for her to go order.

"Here you go Emma, have a nice day." Granny said to a young woman, giving her a bag of food.

"Thanks Granny." the woman smiled, taking the bag.

She was tall, blonde, with a young boy by her side.

"Are you Emma Swan?" Y/N asked the woman.

"Umm, yea." she responded.

"Hi I'm Y/N Jones." Y/N said.

"Oh, you're Killian's sister...?" Emma asked.

Y/N nodded, "I am. I've heard a lot about you. All good things don't worry."

"Oh, well thanks." Emma said, "This is my son Henry."

"Killian mentioned him once or twice." Y/N said, "Hi Henry."

"Hey!" Henry smiled.

"This might be an odd question, but do you two want to come to the Jolly Roger for dinner tonight? With Killian and I." Y/N asked.

"Sounds good." Emma smiled.

"Cool! Can't wait." Y/N said.

"Tell Killian I say hi, sorry but we've got to go. Nice meeting you." Emma said.

"Yea, you too." Y/N said.

When Y/N returned to the ship, she started to talk to her brother.

"So I met Emma at Granny's." she said.

"You did?" Killian asked.

"Yea, she's nice. Pretty too. Also meet Henry, her son." Y/N said.

"Aye." Killian said, "And?"

"And what?" Y/N asked

"Do you like her?" Killian asked.

"Since when have you cared if I like someone that you're with?" Y/N asked.

"Since Emma, that's why." Killian responded.

"Aw, Killy you're falling for this woman aren't you?" Y/N smiled.

"Just answer the question, please love." Killian said.

"I do like her. She's sweet." Y/N responded.

"Good." Killian smiled.

"I also invited her and Henry over for dinner tonight." Y/N said.

"You did what?!" Killian exclaimed.

"Don't freak out." Y/N said.

Killian sighed, "This place is a wreck. It looks like a kraken got in here."

"Damn you really do care for her." Y/N said.

That night, Emma and Henry were eating dinner with the Jones siblings.

"This is so cool." Henry said, "I've never eaten dinner on a ship before."

"Aye, the Jolly Roger is a beast." Killian said.

"So Y/N, do you and Killian have any other siblings?" Emma asked.

"We had an older brother, but he passed years ago." Y/N said.

"Oh I'm sorry." Emma said.

"This was his ship, but I took over." Killian explained.

"Do you have any siblings?" Y/N asked Emma.

"Nope." Emma responded, "I'm an only child. Not a bad thing, though."

"Yea sometimes I wish I was an only child." Y/N laughed, looking at Killian.

"Of course you do." Killian chuckled.

"I'm an only child, at least for now." Henry added.

"Woa kid don't assume you're gonna have a sibling." Emma laughed.

"You never know." Henry smiled.

For the rest of that night, everyone talked and laughed together.

Killian and Emma couldn't stop staring at each other, which Y/N noticed.

She knew her brother was falling for Emma, and there was no turning around from that.

Killian had never looked happier, Y/N thought, and all she wanted was for him to be happy.

The past hadn't been kind to the Jones siblings.

Yet now, things were finally looking up.

#killian jones #emma swan #ouat #once upon a time #ouat imagine #once upon a time imagine

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meganlpie · 7 years

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True Love Saves the Savior

Anonymous asked: Hi! Can I request a OUAT fic with Gideon?? Maybe the reader is Emma's twin and her true love is Gideon so her love saves him instead of him stabbing Emma?? Please?

Here you go, anon! I do not own ANY Once Upon a Time characters. They belong to the writers/creators of the show.

Warnings: SPOILERS FOR SEASON 6!!! Slight violence and typical OUAT stuff.

Pairings: Gideon x fem!Swan reader, Emma Swan, Regina Mills/Evil Queen, Henry Mills, Snow White, Prince Charming, Killian Jones/Captain Hook, Rumplestiltskin, Belle, the Black Fairy

You grinned at Emma as she sat down next to Killian. They had just announced their engagement. Your twin never expected to find a love like Killian, but she had thanks to her son. Your lives were turned upside down when Henry showed up at Emma's apartment on your birthday. You had never been more grateful. You found your parents and a new family. You were happy. Mostly. There was one thing that everyone else seemed to have or had once had that you didn't. True love.

While you wanted to find true love, you were content to be happy for your twin sister. However, your mother and Regina could see that something was bothering you. "That will be you one day, you know," Snow said sliding into the booth across from you. You gave her a sad smile. "Not if Emma's visions come true. None of us will be around for me to find true love. Gideon will kill us all." You didn't wait for an answer before you slid from your seat and left Granny's.

You wrapped your jacket around yourself as Storybrooke's chilly air hit you. Sighing, you turned and began walking away from Granny's. You just needed some time to yourself. It wasn't going to do you any good to sit in there and stew. You certainly didn't want to take away from Emma and Killian's happiness.

A breeze came and blew your hair into your face. It obscured your vision and, no matter how many times you tried, you couldn't get it out of your face. You didn't see anyone else walking down the street. Then, you ran into something solid. Two hands wrapped around your arms and kept you from falling on your butt. The wind changed direction and your hair finally blew away from your face.

Your eyes met a pair of dark ones. You froze. Those eyes held you captive and you weren't sure if you wanted them to let you go. "Are you alright?" a deep voice asked. That was when you blinked and let your gaze wander over the rest of the face in front of you. You stiffened in fear. Gideon.

Your mind was screaming at you to pull away and run as fast as you could. But something was holding you there and it wasn't just Gideon's hands on your arms. "I-I'm fine," you stuttered out. He was still holding your arms, eyes locked on yours. His brows were furrowed, as if he were trying to figure something out. "Um, thank you," you whispered, prompting him to finally let go. "You're welcome." You cleared your throat and took a step back. "I'm sorry for running into you. I have to go." You turned and ran.

Gideon watched you run away, the expression of confusion still plastered on his face. When his eyes had met yours, something stirred in him. Something he'd never felt before. Shaking his head, he walked away. He had a mission. He had to take the Savior's power and whatever energy there was between you and him meant nothing. Once he had Emma's power, the Black Fairy would come and nothing would stop the darkness.

*time skip*

You had found the Black Fairy's hide out and while the others were dealing with her, you made your way down to where she had been hiding. Something was drawing you there and you didn't know what. What you did know was that, whatever it was, it was going to save Emma.

As you made your way down below the ground into the old mines, the pull grew stronger. It was almost suffocating. Finally, you found what you were looking for. Buried in a black velvet bag was a heart. You held it in your hands and something told you that you knew exactly whose heart it was. "Gideon," you whispered. You put the heart back in the bag and took off running. You were praying the Black Fairy was too busy to realize that you had Gideon's heart.

Since the night that you had run into him, Gideon had been on your mind more often than not. There was something about him. Something that spoke to your very soul. You wondered what it was. You were also confused as to why you had been able to sense his heart when you'd never been able to do that before.

You ran as fast as you could back to the streets of Storybrooke. You had to get to Gideon before he killed Emma. If you could save them both, you would. When you saw them, Gideon was about to stab Emma. You frantically dug his heart out of the bag again. "Gideon, stop!" He froze. Further confirmation that the heart you literally held in your hands was his.

Everyone's eyes turned to you. "You don't have to do this, Gideon." The Black Fairy was nowhere to be seen and you were relieved. You took a step closer to Gideon. His eyes were glued to you. You could see some unshed tears shining in them. "It's alright. Let me help you." Gideon slowly lowered the sword and faced you fully. "Gideon, don't," Rumplestiltskin's voice called out. Gideon looked over his shoulder.

"Gideon, listen to me," you whispered and he glanced back at you. "Rumple, stop her!" Before you could think, you shoved one hand into Gideon's chest and removed the heart that wasn't his. Then, with your other hand, you replaced his real heart.

"NO!" the Black Fairy screeched as Gideon dropped the sword. The Black Fairy turned to you. "Celebrate while you can. I will return stronger than ever." With a wave of her hand, she disappeared along with Rumple. You shuddered and looked up at Gideon. His tears had started to fall. "Thank you," he whispered and you smiled.

�� "You're a hero, Aunt Y/N!" Henry said, running over to you and hugging you close, followed by the rest of your family. Belle approached Gideon and pulled him to her. But his eyes seemed to be stuck on you. "How did you find it? My heart?" he asked suddenly, making you look over at him again. You cocked your head to the side. "I have been searching for it for years. I was never able to find it. You found it in the span of one night."

You shrugged. "I don't know. It just sort of...called to me." Regina gasped slightly before grinning. "Do you know, Regina?" She nodded. "True love. It's rare, but sometimes, if a love is true and pure enough, they can sense each other's hearts, much like Snow and Charming always finding each other."

You glanced over at Gideon again in surprise. "You mean my sister's true love for someone else saved us?" Regina nodded. You were just stunned. Gideon was your true love. It explained so much. Why he had been on your mind so much and why his eyes glued you to your spot. Why you had felt the pull of his heart. "Maybe we should give them a minute," Snow suggested. Your father crossed his arms over his chest. You rolled your eyes as your mother pulled him away.

As soon as you were alone, you felt your face heat up. An awkward silence fell over you. You looked down at your shoes, not noticing that Gideon was coming closer to you. You saw the tips of his black shoes in your line of sight. "Y/N," he said softly. You looked up. "You saved me, Y/N. You saved us all. Including the Savior. I am so sorry...for everything."

"It wasn't entirely your fault, Gideon. You didn't have your heart." Gideon took your hand in his and brought it up to rest over his heart. "And now, thanks to you, I do." He leaned forward and rested his forehead on yours. "Will you forgive me, Y/N? Forgive me and let me show you that I can change. That I can be worthy of being your true love." You smiled. "I think I can do that."

(a/n: I hope you like it, anon! I LOVE how this lined up to post the same day as the season 7 premiere XD )

Tagging: @brewsthespirit-blog @fairytalesexistxx

#once upon a time #ouat #gideon #gideon x reader

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My Top Posts in 2021

Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee | Bad Luck

Chapter Four | Masterlist

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.3K

Extras: Playlist – A playlist for two idiots in love: a gruff outcast who hates coffee but now drinks it every morning because the waitress at the diner keeps smiling at him as they pour it.

"I still don't know why you're going tonight"

“Just saying.”

“It’s just a date. It’s not like I’m getting married, David.”

“Emma’s set me up on plenty of dates.”

“But this is different.”

Killian looks up from his meal and furrows his brow at David.

“What are you talking about?”

The words come out harsher than Killian wanted them to. David doesn’t seem to care as he continues, seemingly used to Killian’s ill-temper at this point in their friendship.

“I think you know what I’m talking about.”

David looks at him with his brow arched. Killian rolls his eyes at the man sitting across from him.

“C’mon, mate. It isn’t like that. We’ve talked about this.”

“No. You’ve talked about this. I haven’t said anything because I was letting you figure this out yourself.”

“So why are you jumping in now?”

“Because I think you must be blind.”

Killian lets out a dry laugh as the corners of David’s lips quirk up into a small smile.

“You’re crazy.”

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Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee | Identity Theft

Chapter Six | Masterlist

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.3K

Extras: Playlist – A playlist for two idiots in love: a gruff outcast who hates coffee but now drinks it every morning because the waitress at the diner keeps smiling at him as they pour it.

A warm breeze hits your face as you open the front door to your apartment. It’s a nice change from the usual bitter wind that accompanies a Storybrooke spring. You shuck off your winter jacket before closing the door, deciding to forego the extra layer and walk to work. The walk allows you to enjoy the abnormally warm day before the streets get busy with the hustle and bustle of Storybrooke’s residents who have become restless during the cruel winter cold.

“I am loving this weather.”

You laugh as Ashley tosses her jacket onto the counter beside you. Casting aside the mugs you’d been stacking, you turn around and face your colleague. You stand, crossing your arms against your chest, and lean back against the counter.

“I wouldn’t get used to it. You know how unpredictable an east coast spring can be. Also, you’re late.”

“I know, I know.”

Ashley groans before picking up one of the aprons behind the counter. You turn back around to the mugs, glad you have the help as the regulars had already begun to trickle into the diner. Ashley moves to grab the pot of coffee before speaking once again.

“Well, it looks like I’m not the only one enjoying the warmth.”

You turn around to ask her what she means but stop in your tracks as you see Killian enter the diner and head toward his spot. Instead of his usual attire, which consists of several layers of bulky clothing to keep him warm while working on the docks, he’s opted to wear a simple white t-shirt with his signature leather jacket layered on top. It’s a different look than you’re used to, but still undeniably Killian. You smile as he slides into his booth -- the same booth he sat in the very first day he stepped foot into the diner and, as a result, into your life.

As you turn to grab the coffee pot from behind Ashley to pour Killian a cup, you notice that she is looking at you with a knowing smile. You roll your eyes at the woman who has made it her life mission to get you back into the dating pool. Between her and Emma, you know you don’t stand a chance; they will try to set you up with any man that so much as looks somewhere in the proximity of your direction in town. Much to your dismay, they have both decided that Killian is their best chance at getting you a date. You suppose that the several attempts to convince them that you and Killian are simply friends - nothing more, nothing less - have ultimately failed.

Deciding that it’s best to ignore Ashley, you get back to work. You walk up to Killian with the coffee pot in one hand and a mug in the other. He has yet to look in your direction, instead, focusing all of his attention on the necklace that hangs around his neck. His fingers toy with the silver trinkets; you doubt he even knows he’s doing it. It seems more like an impulse than anything, a nervous habit.

You place the mug down in front of him on the table and his attention gets pulled to the source of the sound. His bright blue eyes light up as they find yours; he looks surprised as if he wasn’t expecting to see you standing in front of him. Your brow furrows as you watch him wrap his hands around the mug. He raises it to his face and breathes it in before taking a sip.

“Hey, are you doing okay?”

Killian looks up at you once again and searches your eyes. They hold nothing but care and concern for him -- just like the night before when you were looking at him from the passenger seat of his truck after he declined his brother’s call. The sight makes his head spin. He swallows the lump in his throat before responding.

“Aye, love. I just didn’t sleep well last night, that’s all. No need to worry about me.”

He’s not lying. He’s not entirely sure if he slept at all last night. After he dropped you off and called his brother, he seemed to toss and turn all night. The conversation left him feeling restless. Nevertheless, he smiles up at you and you smile back.

“Well then, this cup is on me.”

Killian’s nose scrunches slightly as his brow furrows; he gives you this look every time you offer him something on the house.

“You really don’t have to do that.”

“I know. I just don’t want you falling asleep out there and getting hurt. That wouldn’t be good.”

Killian lets out a soft chuckle at your words. It’s not often that you hear a laugh leave Killian’s lips, so the sound is a pleasant surprise for you this morning.

“Nah, that’d be bad. Can’t have you losing your best tipper, right?”

“Well, yeah. But your company is growing on me as well.”

You look down as you speak, your body language went from light-hearted to almost shy. The sight causes a small smile to tug at Killian’s lips and your words warm Killian’s heart more than he’ll ever admit.

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90 notes • Posted 2021-03-12 04:31:00 GMT

Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee | An Invitation

Chapter Seven | Masterlist

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.8K

Extras: Playlist – A playlist for two idiots in love: a gruff outcast who hates coffee but now drinks it every morning because the waitress at the diner keeps smiling at him as they pour it.

The diner was exceptionally busy this morning. You blame the warm weather on the number of residents currently waiting for their breakfast orders at Granny’s. During the late winter and early spring, business had been pretty consistent. You usually saw the same people at around the same time every day. However, this nice weather seems to have gotten more people into town which has now caused the diner to become slammed with orders. It was busy enough for you to forget about the wallet stuffed into the pocket of your apron. That is until Emma walks into the diner and sits down on one of the red barstools.

“Well, you guys seem busy today.”

You let out a soft scoff at Emma’s words.

“That’s putting it lightly.”

Resting your elbows on the counter in front of you, you take a second to catch your breath before returning to work.

“Just your usual?”

Emma gives you a nod and you place an order of grilled cheese. Remembering the wallet in your apron, you move back in front of Emma.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“Sure. What do you need?”

You pull out the wallet from your apron and set it in front of her.

“Killian left his wallet here this morning. Could you give it back when you see him?”

Emma’s brow furrows as she inspects the wallet.

“Huh. That’s weird.”

“What’s that?”

Emma places the wallet back on the counter.

“I just didn’t think Killian would come in this morning. He has the day off.”

“Are you sure? He was here early before his shift.”

Emma nods before answering.

“Yeah, David took today off too. He’s over at Killian’s right now.”

“That is weird.”

Emma shrugs before sliding the wallet back over to you. You furrow your brow, looking up at her.

“You get off in an hour, yeah? Might make more sense if you just bring it to him.”

You open your mouth to protest, but Emma beats you to it.

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93 notes • Posted 2021-03-14 21:48:51 GMT

Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee | Family Dinner

Chapter Eight | Masterlist

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.1K

Extras: Playlist – A playlist for two idiots in love: a gruff outcast who hates coffee but now drinks it every morning because the waitress at the diner keeps smiling at him as they pour it.

Killian sits in the cabin of his truck, sun visor flipped down as he fixes his hair in the tiny mirror. It’s felt like a lifetime has passed since he’s cared this much about his looks. In the time he’s lived in Storybrooke, he’s never had a reason to care much for his appearance; it’s not like he was ever trying to impress anyone. However, since you’ve moved to town, Killian has found himself spending a few extra seconds every morning checking to make sure he looks somewhat presentable. He lets out a frustrated sigh as he looks at himself in the mirror. Even after several minutes of attempting to tame the unruly dark mop atop his head, his hair still looks as wild as ever.

Deciding it’s best to just let it be, he flips the sun visor back up to its original position, exits his truck, and starts walking toward your apartment. Killian knocks on your front door before stuffing his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket. Within moments, the door opens, revealing you and your small, homey living room. You’ve changed out of your Granny’s Diner uniform which shouldn’t surprise him; however, it still makes him stop for a second. He supposes that it’s because he sees you in uniform more often than not. You shoot Killian a bright smile while collecting all of your things from a side table next to your door.

“Ready to go?”

“Aye, love.”

He waits as you lock your front door and then falls in step beside you. The two of you walk silently to Killian’s truck out front. He debates whether or not he should open the passenger door for you. He feels like an idiot, overthinking such a simple and mundane act. It’s really nothing, right? Just a nice gesture. David would do it. Hell, his momma is probably rolling in her grave over him even considering not being the gentlemen she raised Liam and him to be. He just doesn’t want you to get the wrong idea. He almost laughs at the thought -- as if that isn’t the right idea. How dare you assume that his actions over the past several months indicate that he harbors any feelings for you. How dare you assume that when he’s come to terms with the idea of secretly pining for you until you inevitably leave town and never see him again. Then, he’ll just deal with the silent heartbreak of what could have been, in another universe, where he is a different man.

“Hey, you okay?”

Your voice pulls him out of his head.

“Aye, just having an off day is all.”

You nod at his words. The look of concern does not leave your features; however, you don’t push any further. Instead, you reach for the passenger side door. Well, guess that answers that. Killian slides into the driver’s seat and turns up the music. You smile softly as he shifts the truck into drive. Classic rock, just like last night.

The drive is quiet which you’re now thankful for as you stand in the doorway of David and Mary’s home. You glance over at Killian who gives you an apologetic look.

“Welcome to family dinner.”

You laugh at his words before shoving his arm playfully. David watches the two of you interact from across the room and meets Killian’s eyes. He arches an eyebrow toward Killian who simply rolls his eyes in response. Mary swats David’s arm as she notices the two of them.

“Leave him alone.”

David sighs before accepting her request.

“I hope you two are hungry because David went a little overboard.”

You turn toward Mary and David and watch as David lifts a platter full of burgers. Mary wasn’t kidding. There was enough food to feed a small army even though there are only six of you here.

“Jesus.”

You seem to be the only one who hears Killian, so you nudge him with your elbow in an attempt to quiet the man.

“Stop it.”

Killian rolls his eyes once again, this time more lighthearted than when he did it to David, and motions you toward the table. You begin walking toward the dining room before a small figure catapults into you. You stop in your tracks and look down as Henry wraps his small arms around your middle.

“Grandma and Grandpa said Killian’s friend was coming for dinner. I didn’t know that meant you!”

You laugh at the young boy and softly ruffle his hair.

“It’s good to see you too, kid.”

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134 notes • Posted 2021-03-29 03:59:53 GMT

Small Talk and Mediocre Coffee | Birthday Party

Chapter Nine | Masterlist

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.7K

Extras: Playlist – A playlist for two idiots in love: a gruff outcast who hates coffee but now drinks it every morning because the waitress at the diner keeps smiling at him as they pour it.

You’re not sure what you were expecting.

Mary had walked into the diner earlier this week with her attention set solely on you. You had been brewing a new pot of coffee when she entered but stopped as soon as she approached the counter. When she explained that Henry’s birthday was later in the week and all he’d asked for was a birthday party at the diner, you couldn't help but smile. And when Mary asked you if there was any way that you could possibly work the night of Henry’s party because he specifically asked for you, well, how could you say no?

The kid has grown on you during your time in Storybrooke. Actually, everything has begun to grow on you.

When you first moved to town, you weren’t sure how long you’d stay. You remember telling Killian this the first time you brought him a cup of coffee at the docks. During your conversation beside the ocean, he asked what your life was like before Storybrooke. When he asked you if Storybrooke was something permanent you were honest; you told him that it probably wasn’t. Killian Jones may be the only person in town who can truly understand you. He knows what it feels like to be an outsider in Storybrooke. Even though you took the job at Granny’s to make ends meet and leased a cozy, little apartment in town, you always knew that, eventually, you’d move on from Storybrooke.

However, now you aren't so sure.

There’s something about this town that feels special. There’s something about it that feels like home. If you left Storybrooke now you wouldn’t just be saying goodbye to a job at the diner and your studio apartment. No. There’s Emma and Ashley: the first people you met when you moved to town, who have become your closest friends. There’s David and Mary: a couple who welcomed you into their home and treated you like family since you first met them. There’s Henry and Neal: the little boys who you have had the honor of watching grow up before your eyes. And then there’s Killian: the man who, whether you like it or not, has set up a permanent residence inside your heart.

So, you aren’t sure what you were expecting when you got pulled into working the night of Henry's birthday party, but this definitely wasn’t it.

You meet Mary early at the diner to help her set up for the party. She is accompanied by baby Neal and David who is lugging several bags stuffed full with decorations. You usher them into the diner while taking several of the bags David is hauling. He offers you a grateful smile and immediately gets to work as Mary begins to assess what needs to be done. Before you can start to feel embarrassed about the costume you’re currently wearing, per Mary’s request, the three of you begin working in tandem to set up the diner: more accurately, you and David start working in tandem as Mary gives out orders to the two of you with baby Neal attached to her hip. In no time at all, the diner is transformed to Mary’s liking and you stand back to take in the fruits of your labor with David.

“It looks like it’s straight out of a fairytale.”

David chuckles at your comment.

“Well, good. That is what Henry wanted.”

You stand there with David for a few more moments before Mary hands him a stack of clothes to change into. According to her, he’s supposed to look princely tonight. With Mary and David predisposed, you decide to take this chance to stock everything you’ll need for the party.

Eventually, people begin trickling into the diner. You have your back turned from the commotion, stacking plates and silverware, when you hear a familiar voice.

“Hey, princess.”

Your heart flutters at the nickname. When you turn around you’re dumbfounded. You’re not sure what you were expecting -- but you definitely weren’t expecting Killian Jones to walk into Granny’s in full pirate garb and a cocky grin.

“Hey there, pirate.”

“You like the look, love?”

You roll your eyes at him. However, what’s most surprising is he actually looks good in the ridiculous costume: eyeliner, leather trench coat, and all. As much as you simply want to ogle at the man standing before you, you attempt to play it cool.

“What, no peg leg?”

You ask while looking him up and down. Although you try to make it seem like you were just judging his attire, he knows better than to believe that. Killian Jones may be oblivious to many things; however, he knows when someone is checking him out.

“What I was going for was less stricken with scurvy and more devilishly handsome.”

You take in Killian at this moment: head cocked to the side, brow arched, standing there with a smile that’s blindingly bright. He’s certainly not devilish right now. No, right now, he’s nothing but charming.

“Well, I think you pull it off.”

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143 notes • Posted 2021-07-13 00:32:59 GMT

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