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writingoddess1125 · 7 months

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how would the old men of the sea react to y/n asking them to join them in the bath tub?

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Shanks, Mihawk, Buggy x ReaderGN

🫧 Join Me? 🫧

Spicy Themes! + Fluff

Buggy

You lay in the large copper bath with a happy sigh, the sweet smell of lavender bubble bath filling the room as you relaxed heavily. You didn't get much time like this to yourself especially on Buggy's ship. Being the main one to keep the place at some semblance or order.

You sigh and lean back to close your eyes and drifr off. Before you hear your door being roughly busted into-

"(Y/N)! Did you approve for them to paint the sky background light blue for the stage peice I wa- wa.. You're uh-" Buggy stopped at his rant as he saw you in the bubble bath, Calmly blinking up at him as he stopped mid rant.

"Captian? Are you okay?" You calmly ask, seeing how red his face was under his grease paint. He turned away quickly.

"I didn't know you were in the bath! I-I was just coming in for-" you wave off his yelling almost-apology. Knowing this was just what he did when flustered, Sitting up more you smirked at your Captian deciding to tease more.

"Wanna join me?~"

You offer, his eyes locking on you quickly like you had just grown a second head. Nodding rapidly and without even saying anything he was already stripping down to nothing like the clothes were the enemy and flinging them away even using the Chop Chop abilities to strip faster.

You laugh as the man almost swan diving into the water and getting real close with a crooked grin, the makeup already melting off his handsome face and eyes shimmering in mischief. He will defiently not keep this innocent for long-

Shanks

You and your crew had taken a stop on a empty island while sailing for the grand line. Choosing to party here and enjoy a few days of laying low before setting sail in a few days.

You would be taking a midnight dip in a nearby stream- enjoying the nice cool water on your skin as you take the time to wash up.

You heard the sound of rustling from the brush next to the stream and look up quickly- seeing your Captian, Red Haired Shanks stumble through the brush, his cheeks red from the booze as he looked around confused- blushing at the sight of you in the water.

"Ah sorry Sweety didn't mean to stumble on ya!" Shanks said with a chuckle, looking away shyly at catching you in this state.

You giggle at this and sink into the water yo cover yourself, the alcohol still flowing in your own system.

"It's alright Cap just enjoying the water. Well why don't you join me? Its cool in here" You offer, feeling way more bold then normal-

Not catching the giddy smile from Shanks as he sets down the rum bottle and starts to disrobe. Jumping in right after you with a smile as he swims to catch up to you.

"Don't mind if I do (Y/N)!-" He will chime and defienly take the chance to swim close to you. Alcohol defiently playing a part in whatever happened that night.

Mihawk

You where in the main bathhouse of Mihawk's Palace in Kuraigana Island. It was a massive room filled with amazing mineral water- it was quite heavenly in truth.

You floated in the water for a bit, fully frontal on the top of the water in pure relation. Which was cut short when the door opened... Your eyes widened and looked up quickly from your floating full frontal to see Mihawk holding a towel and fresh clothes with wide eyes seeing you like this.

He stared at you in shock at seeing you like this, slowly he started to close the door. As you sank into the water to cover yourself-

"W-Wait! Mihawk do you want to maybe join me?" You stutter out shyly as you stare at him. Blushing at your own boldness for asking such a thing- He paused his own movements, before slowly nodding and stepping into the bathhouse fully. You turned away to be respectful at this so he could undress in peace- however you did see his reflection from the polished walls you were looking at and blushed at what you saw.

Gwad Damn!!

Hearing him get into the water you didn't dare to glance back till you felt something warm appear behind you- Glancing up to see Mihawk standing right before you, His eyes practically glowing as he stood with his chest pressed against you a twinkle of mischief in his eye.

"Embarrassed Darling?"

You will leave that bathtub dirtier then when you arrived.

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #buggy the clown x reader #buggy one piece #buggy x reader #one piece mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #mihawk x reader #one piece shanks #red haired shanks #shanks x reader #shanks one piece

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mybadlywrittenstories · 3 months

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Two Different Worlds (Jasper Hale Fanfic)

A/N: Hey guys it has been FOREVER since I wrote fanfic and I completely forgot my old Tumblr stories, but I am back at it fellas, please feel free to give any feedback just please be respectful. Also I prefer writing using my OCs instead of using y/n stuff)

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The gentle drumming of raindrops melodically dropping onto the windshield lulled me into a peaceful half-sleep in the back of my father's police cruiser. I was vaguely aware of the light conversation between my father Charlie and my younger sister Bella.

The awkwardness between those two was palpable in the air, for two people who hardly got along they truly were unbelievably alike. I let their uncomfortable discussion pass me by and focused on the other issues that were running rampant around my mind. The first was the fact that I was halfway through my senior year, and now I had to transfer to a new school. Well, I didn't have to per se, but considering I was still freshly 18 and the only job I held back in Arizona was a retail warehouse job that paid 7.15 an hour-- and I still had to buy my own car and pay for my own college-- I wasn't exactly in a situation to move out on my own back in my sunny home of Pheonix Arizona.

Not that I hated Forks, it was definitely a quaint little town that held a certain charm to it. Truthfully, I don't quite understand my mother Renee's and Bella's pure hatred for this place was, but to each, there own I suppose. I was just disappointed to leave Arizona, so close to graduation, my two friends Liv and Abbi, and my now ex-boyfriend Mark, had to stay back in Arizona.

A throb of pain ripped through my chest and tangled itself around my heart when I thought about Mark, more guilt than grief. We had only been dating casually-- more so for the fun of it than due to any real feelings we had shared-- or so I thought. When I had ended things with him a week before my departure, He revealed he harbored much stronger feelings than I knew. Our breakup was still amicable however, in the end, he agreed long distance was not meant for us-- well more so, me.

I had also promised to call him, Liv, and Abbi, as much as possible and Skype at least twice a week. The guilt-ridden thorns pressing into my heart tightened a bit as I remembered his hopeful expression when I left, Liv later informed me that he was harboring hope that he'd be able to convince me to try long distance with him once I was settled in. It wasn't out of the question I supposed, but I never saw our little 4-month fling lasting longer than the end of senior year-- but who knows where life will take me--

"Cali"

I hope I can at least make some new friends here, even if they only last a short time.

"Cali wake up, Sweetie."

Scratch that-- I hope my sister can make some friends. She's always alone. We lived in Arizona for years and she never made any real friends, that's not healthy. I hope--

"Calliope Swan!"

My father urged, shaking my shoulder gently. My eyes snapped open, my body jerking forward as I took in my surroundings. My father had parked his beat-up cruiser in the driveway of my second home. A sense of nostalgia washed over me unexpectedly, I had very few memories of my time living here but some microscopic part of my brain still recognized this home as my childhood home; I did spend the first 2 years of my life calling this two-story rundown house as my home.

"Sorry," I sighed groggily, "I didn't realize I had fallen asleep."

"It's alright." My dad smiled, his endearing awkward smile, "I already brought in your bags, so why don't you go make yourself at home."

"Aye Aye Captian." I joked, mock-saluting him before I climbed out of the back seat, grabbing my over-stuffed backpack and messenger bag. Charlie showed me up to my room-- completely unnecessary considering I've spent two weeks of my summers and all of my spring breaks here for the past 16 years-- and I had spent the first 2 years of my life living here.

My room was just as I had left it last summer, with the same sage-green walls and dark oak floors. My stormy grey curtains were slid open, the sun illuminating the room to the best of its abilities despite the gloomy weather outside. My full-sized mattress draped in a deep blue cover and covered with small stuffed animals I had collected over the years was shoved into the far left corner in front of one of the two windows. At the foot of my bed was my old wooden storage chest, the small metal latch holding down the lid was the only thing holding back the absurd amount of clutter I knew it contained-- all those distant memories.

The rest of my room was pretty simple but cluttered. A bedside table was tucked next to my bed, and a llama-shaped lamp sat on it with photos and books stacked upon it. On the opposing side of the room was my comfortable but old faded emerald green plush chair, and a matching ottoman. My dresser was overflowing with clothing and I cringed at the idea of having to go through all of them to make space for the new clothing I had brought. The mirror attached to the dresser has polaroids of me and all my friends, from both Forks and Arizona. Directly next to the door was my hooded desk, again more random items, and my ancient computer decorated it. In the final corner was my sauder wooden shelves, stocked full of all my worn-out second-hand books.

I breathed in the sweet-- slightly dewy scent of my room and let out a relaxed sigh. This won't be so bad, this is just as much of my home as Arizona was.

Taking note of my plethora of bags stacked in the corner next to the bookshelves I decided I should probably thank Dad for taking them upstairs for me, There really was a lot of them. However, when I turned around I saw my dad's back as he made his way down the hallways toward Bella's room

Oh well, I'll tell him later.

The rest of the day passed by swiftly and without much incident, other than a very swift visit from the Black family where Charlie had very graciously bought my younger sister her first car. Then, very sheepishly informed me that he'd go 50-50 with me on a used car-- that definitely stung a bit but I could understand. Bella was not the fondest of our dad and it was an obvious way of trying to get her to warm up to living in Forks, and to his credit, it did work. She was practically bouncing with excitement when she explored her new car, little Jacob Black following her around like a puppy while she did.

Jacob Black was adorable and sweet, he'd make a good friend for Bella. She would just have to open up to him, he's a few years younger so she used to gravitate toward his older sisters Rachel and Rebecca although they've both moved away from Washington. Last I heard Rachel was away at college and Rebecca was married to a Samoan Surfer. So Bella would have to make new friends, and the twin's nerdy little brother looked like he would do; he certainly seemed eager enough to befriend her.

Other than that though, the day was mainly uneventful. Charlie ordered some celebratory pizza and wings from a local joint, I made some idle chit-chat with Charlie as we ate, but Bella mainly stayed quiet; Stewing in her self-pity a little more than I would've liked.

I helped Charlie pack up the leftovers for his lunch at work tomorrow, making a suggestive comment that perhaps he should consider eating a more healthy lunch, which was quickly shot down by him.

"I'm as healthy as a horse, Cali. I wouldn't be sheriff if I weren't."

"Okay, Okay, Whatever you say Pops. Just don't want to have to rush you to the ER one day due to a heart attack. I get enough ER time because of Bella."

This elicited a small chuckle from him, "That girl sure is a magnet for trouble isn't she?"

"I don't know where she got the clutz gene from, but I think we single-handedly kept the Pheonix ER in business. It was just a month ago we had to take her in 'cause she burned the crap out of her arm on a tea kettle." I laughed, remembering the look of horror in her eyes when the doctor had to inform her that she needed to keep her arm bandaged up for the next week-- and in that AZ heat that would get rather sweaty and uncomfortable quick.

When I noticed Charlie had gone silent while washing up a few dishes, I looked over at him. His face was pinched up in deep thought and from what I could tell concern. "Hey, you good dad?"

"Huh?" He looked over to me and met my gaze, looking a tad embarrassed he had been caught zoning out, he dried off the last dish in his hand and looked over to me seriously, "Can I ask you a serious question, Cali?" He asked, taking on the voice of a worried father.

"Ya, go ahead."

"Do you think..." He paused and thought for a moment, sorting out whatever thoughts were running around his mind. "I know, me and you are very different people. Everyone always says me and Bella are a lot alike but... I know you. I know you're gonna be okay here even if it wasn't necessarily what you wanted."

I opened my mouth to object, I didn't not want to move to Forks. I just was hesitant due to almost being ready to go off to college. He continued on before I had the chance to interrupt though.

"But Bella, she's so quiet, and I can tell she doesn't want to be here. I hate seeing her so upset... I know I'm not the most fun person to be around and I'm going to try and change that but do you think you could look after her? Let me know how I'm doing... If she is happy? Make sure she's doing okay at school and stuff."

"Of course, Dad. I'll keep an eye out for her." I smiled cautiously. This was the first time in a long time I had seen him this worried; the last time was when I came out to visit one year, and it was the first year Bella had decided not to come to Forks to see him. He talked to me back then, asking if Bella was okay and if he had done something wrong. My heart throbbed when I imagined what it must be like for him, loving a daughter so much and feeling so hopeless; as if nothing he would ever do would be the right thing to do.

"Thank you." He said with a timid smile, we both continued to clean up the kitchen in relative silence. I suspected he was doing a bit more cleaning than he would typically do on account of me and Bella being here-- although Bella had already excused herself up to her room.

Once the Kitchen was practically spotless, I took it as my turn to excuse myself into my bedroom. I finished what I could by unpacking my room, opting to leave all my bathroom supplies in a small basket on my dresser, instead of taking up the limited bathroom space. My new books were put away on my shelf, my make-up on the desk next to my small popup mirror. My shoes were lined up on the wall beside my door. The only thing left to do was go through my clothes and that was a challenge to tackle another day.

As I lay in my bed, listening to the gentle sounds of rain hitting the rooftop, I tried to envision what this new chapter in my life would hold for me; however brief it may be.

#jasper hale #jasper whitlock #jasper cullen #twilight #twilight fanfic #twilight fanfiction #twilight saga #oc #original character #jasper hale x reader #jasper hale x oc

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ivesambrose · 1 year

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Ask game

24, 29, 31, 45, 47

and most importantly

How the hell are you so perfect?!?😡❤️😢🥰

24. height

5'4 ft 🥲 (but 7ft canonically don't ask how)

29. favourite film(s)

The Black Swan

RamLeela

Chak de India

Queen

7 khoon maaf

Aiyaa

Fallen Angels

Kung Fu Panda 1 & 2

Queen of the damned

The Evil Dead

The Mummy

There's a lot I feel 😅

31. 3 random facts

- ever since I found out that pigs can't look up at the sky one of my main goals is lifting a piglet up and making it look at the full moon and giving it a kiss on its head. Speaking of pigs, they are extremely intelligent animals. I adore them!

- apparently you can hear a blue whale's heartbeat from like 2 miles away. I literally cannot fathom that an animal that large actually exists and the fact that we had larger animals in the prehistoric times.

- if aliens were to somehow locate earth right now and see what's going on they will probably see something from a time that's already passed for us. That thing messes me up to some extent.

45. how you found out about your idol

I... Don't have an Idol, I don't really idolize anyone. But hmm if this is related to a kpop Idol I admire then it's Min Yoongi. My elder sister introduced me to the Daechwita music video and I was like, "he's the one." "He just gets it." (They're both Pisces with Virgo moons. I love it)

47. turn ons

Time to be a whore on main

- voices. I'm extremely sensitive to sound and it's extremely important for me to be attracted to someone's speaking voice. I like the raspy ones and even the soft and soothing ones.

- hands. Well kept, neat, soft, long, veiny hands. With or without tattoos. But with a watch or some accessories.

- men who are beautiful in a handsome way? Like pretty men. (Transmen and enby folk as well)

- someone's intellect. The way they think and express themselves. How passionate they are.

- people who are into sports like kickboxing or that they can fight.

- a well choreographed fight scene (eg. The highway fight scene between Captian America and Winter Soldier)

- when I'm obeyed.

It's cuz you are perfect and thus you see such perfection in me, we both are beautiful reflections of each other 🥺🌿🌺

#answered #ask

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thisbluespirit · 1 year

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Genremix me!

Swan or Regal Believer

Captian Swan

RumBelle (+Nealfire but this is optional)

Ten and Donna

Five/Nyssa/Tegan

Eight and Charley

Snow and Regina

Of couse!

Charley Pollard / Eighth Doctor - Loving yourself & Kiss & Pretend couple becomes real Snow White / Nyssa - Future Charley Pollard / Ten - Engaged/Betrothed & Playing with hair & Shelter Donna / Nyssa - Knitting/Sewing/Crochet & Babysitting

Emma Swan / Killian Jones - Tension/Stress & Rainbow Henry Mills / Eighth Doctor - Being helped & Celebration & Mismatch

Henry Mills / Regina Mills - Babysitting & Comfort & Costume/Mask

Henry Mills / Emma Swan - Pillow/Blanket fort & Too much

Donna / Ten - Blind date

Snow White / Regina Mills - Lost/Found & Loving yourself

Belle / Rumple - Worth it & 'Made this for you'

Fifth Doctor / Nyssa / Tegan Jovanka - Hogging the blankets & Sandcastles

#genremixer meme #human-nxture #some random ones might have snuck in..#XD #but i think i got nearly everyone #(except neal but only because i forgot sorry)

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welllpthisishappening · 1 year

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okay so I'm the anon who yelled at you about TOTBL.. just gotta say i love you and love this specific cap/emma (and I've read other cap/emma 1000% because of TOTBL) and just like fuck you but also bless you???? ive never seen the show OUAT but captian swan is a god tier couple along with dramione specifically because of tripping (and out of the frying pan) and like fyck I love you and i need you to know this. i think of you as a friend ay the level of "share big things" friends. and i turn 30

soon so if you could like, celebrate a 30th birthday mid November, I'd love you forever (love you)

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Hey anon, this made my day, week, month, etc. I also love this specific Cap/Emma if only because, over the years, they've sort of transcended the show for me, and, as discussed, I keep adding characters, and kids, and thinking about them, and I still make Blue Line-inspired Spotify playlists for multiple sets of couples, which is really the strongest marker of my affection for anything.

And, like, yes, please consider us friends and come tell me things and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, and do you have...something in particular you'd like to read in this verse? I make very limited promises because my actual inspiration to write has been flimsy to say the least, but I have been listening to Midnights a lot, so it's possible I could accomplish something.

(Any couple on the table, too. I know we were talking about Captain Swan, but—well, a lot of people tend to make out in this series.)

#laura rambles #anonymous #blue line rambles #also: the rangers are not playing well #which is usually when i write my most make out-prone blue line stuff

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burning-daylight · 3 years

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my comfort tv show couples

captian swan: the first & forever couple

peraltiago: the milf & dilf

shirbert: the period piece slowburn soulmates

portwell: the never fails to make me smile, serves every trope they do, current favorite & otp

#hsmtmts #gina porter #ej caswell #portwell #anne with an e #awae #anne shirley cuthbert #gilbert blythe #shirbert #once upon a time #ouat #emma swan #killian jones #captian swan #brooklyn 99 #b99 #amy santiago #jake peralta #peraltiago

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fanaticloser · 3 years

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I know we all love pasta, but why when anyone makes a meal in a fic it’s spaghetti. 😂😂

That or some other Italian dish.

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emmaxkillianjones · 3 years

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Hi guys, I am Leah, 24 years old and my old tumblr blog emmaxkillian got marked as explicit and basically I am not getting it back. I had more than 19.000 posts on that blog ...

Could you please like this post if you ship Klaroline, Steferine, Bonenzo, Bonkai, Captain Swan, Dramione and/or if you are generally in the TVD, OUAT, Gossip Girl, Harry Potter fandom so I can follow you?

I need some goodness on my dashboard.

#klaroline #steferine #tvd #bonenzo #bonkai #captian swan #dramione #harry potter #ouat #gossip girl #katherine pierce #emma swan #killian jones #draco malfoy #hermione granger #serena van der woodsen #dan humphrey

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i-will-sing-no-requiem · 1 year

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I had to make a vid with this song and it reminded me of Captain Swan so I made this!

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everlastingcaptainswan · 4 years

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Contractual Attraction (12/?)

Enchanted Forest AU

Summary: The war had raged on for many years, the people of Misthaven would say too many, and there was only one way to end it, only one way to quiet talks of rebellion. Princess Emma of Misthaven would have to marry the enemy, Prince Killian of Montave.

Notes: Hi everyone! thank you all for your patience. I've had major writer's block lately. I hope you guys love the chapter :D

FF Ao3

Chapter 12: Secret Missions

The bright morning sun shone through the library window as Emma was looking through dusty bookshelves, trying to find something, anything that could reverse the spell. She needed her magic, not just for her, but the kingdom. There had to be something in these selves that they overlooked the first time. If the Dark One was truly gathering up more magical objects it couldn’t be good. His plans never turned out to be any good. They needed to protect themselves. Emma groaned, snatching a few titles off the shelves and adding it to the ever-growing stack.

She’d been here half the night and now into the morning, after leaving the meeting yesterday she had been bone tired and slept away most of the day. After waking up Emma decided that there had to be another way, there had to be something else they could do. Killing Regina couldn’t be the only way to get her magic back. There had to be something else, some obscure spell in one of these dusty books.

A sudden surge of pain coursed down her scarred arm. Emma cursed and dropped the books she was holding. She staggered to the nearest table, slapping her palm on it, trying to hold herself up. Emma ripped off the sleeve of her dress, seeing the dark blue and purple scars fade to white, the table became incredibly hot beneath her hand. The candles in the library flickered. A familiar warm feeling spread through Emma. A feeling that she hadn’t felt in a long time, in many years. She almost didn’t want to believe it, simply because she didn’t want to be wrong. Emma brought her hand up from the table and saw her handprint burned into the wood. Emma closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened her eyes and focused on the books on the floor. With every bit of her being she willed the books back into her arms. Without hesitation they leaped into her arms in a neat stack. Her magic was back. She dropped them again in excitement and began extinguishing and relighting all the candles. Emma might just cry. It was something that had been gone for so long, something she thought she’d never have back. After the excitement wore off, fear struck her, if she had her magic then what happened to Regina?

Emma ran out of the library and down to the throne room. With a flick of her wrist the doors opened, and she smiled. She hasn’t felt this good in a long time, in years. Her mother and father were gaping at her.

“Did you…?” David asked her. Emma nodded.

“Oh sweetheart,” Snow gasped.

“I have no clue; I was hoping you two would. If I have my magic, then what happened to Regina?” Emma asked, confused.

“Have you seen Killian today?” David cleared his throat. Emma looked at her father confused.

“No, why…” she paused then realization hit her, “No! You two let him go through with that crazy plan!”

“Emma, he was willing to do what none of us could do. He was willing to do that for our kingdom, for you,” Snow explained.

“For me?”

“You’ve had your magic back for what maybe ten minutes and you’re happier than I’ve seen you in years. I know you tried to accept your life without it, but it's always been a part of you. He knew that, he’s an accomplished soldier and he'll return home safely. Graham went with him.” Her mother had an all-knowing look in her eyes. The one Emma can’t stand.

“Who said I was worried about that?” Emma won’t make eye contact with her.

“Sweetheart, we see the way you look at him. It’s clear you care for him,” David stepped in.

“Oh,” She was about to swear up and down that they were wrong, that she couldn’t possibly care about him, but she could barely make herself say the words. The truth was she did and had for a while. She may even love him. If you had asked Emma when she sailed to Arendelle if she thought, she would fall in love with Killian she would’ve laughed in their face. She could never love the enemy she fought most of her life. He’s surprised her from day one and he’s never run from her. Killian’s been by her side, at first it might have been for the treaty, but it developed into something else over these last few weeks.

Emma summoned a white cloud to transport her back to her room, not wanting to deal with her parents and their knowing stares.

“I can’t say I miss her doing that to run away from an argument,” David sighed, throwing his arm around his wife.

“No, I can’t say I did either. You know her, she just needs to process this on her own.” Snow looked up to meet her husband’s gaze and he nodded.

“Oh no, it can’t be,” Emma paced around her room, pondering what this meant for her, for Killian. His actions changed everything; he was willing to risk his life for her. He said things yesterday and so did she. His words kept ringing in her head, he all but admitted he cared for her. Did he feel the same way about her? She had often wondered about what he felt for her. That one night on the ship he had mumbled something, but she thought that was due to the fever, not his true feelings. Emma never knew what to think of that night.

Emma was mad at him for leaving without a word, but mostly she was mad at herself for not making sure he went through with this. She wanted Killian here, she wanted to talk to him about what she had been avoiding for weeks, but she had to wait. Mostly she wanted to be sure he was in one piece. She paced around her room for hours watching the sun slip lower and lower in the sky.

Emma moved out onto her balcony and looked down to the front gate, to see it closing behind two figures on horseback. From this distance she couldn’t see who it was, but she had a good idea of who they were. The horses headed toward the stables and Emma transported herself in a cloud of white smoke to the same place. She wanted to talk to Killian before her parents did.

Emma folded her arms tightly as they rode up. Both Killian and Graham looked tired as they dismounted.

“How long have you been waiting out here?” Killian asked her as a stable boy took his horse back.

“Just a couple of minutes,” Emma said, anger clear in her voice. Killian raised an eyebrow at her tone.

“How can you possibly be mad about this?” Killian sighed, knowing her mood from her tone.

“How can I-? You snuck out to kill her without a damn word!” Emma shouted. Graham quietly heads into the castle, leaving them alone.

“Well did it work?” Killian responded. Emma closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them, he’s standing directly in front of her. His gaze never leaving her, hopeful that his hard work paid off. She held her hand out palm up, a warm soft light emanating from it. Killian’s face reflected shock and complete wonder.

“Emma, why are you mad? I know you’ve missed your magic. You told me as much. What is this about?” Killian asked her, his eyes searching hers.

“Because you ran off on a dangerous mission without a word to me! What if something happened to you?” She snapped. Surprise filled his blue eyes.

“Do you care about me?” She put both hands on his face.

“Of course, I care about you! You stubborn man, it's quite possible I love you.” Killian just blinks at her, floored by her response. In a million years he never thought she’d feel the same way he did. Without thinking about it Killian swept her into his arms and kissed her in a way she never has been kissed before. He can’t form words to say to her right now, his actions will have to be enough. Emma gripped the collar of his coat and kissed him back. It’s everything she had imagined and more. His soft lips against hers, his hand firmly pressed against her back. Emma pulled away and rested her forehead against his.

“I love you too.” He had finally found the words. His gaze unblinking, unwavering.

“I was mad you left without saying anything. I was worried something would happen to you,” she muttered, still holding onto him.

“I know. I won’t do that again. It was bad form.” He smirked at her.

“Please don’t, why did you?” She loosened her grip on his collar.

“I was afraid you would have tried to stop me; tell me it was a bad idea. It wasn’t by the way. You gained back something that was lost for too long and I had no qualms about killing her. Perhaps this is how it was supposed to be.”

“Perhaps, but another reason I didn’t want you to go was because her blood is on your hands because of me,” she sighed, moving out of his grasp. He caught her elbow, turned her back to him.

“Emma, we all have blood on our hands because of that damn war. She took something precious from you and I was willing to take it back for you.”

“I know and I will always be eternally grateful for that, for you,” she said with a glimmer of hope and understanding in her eye. Killian swept her into his arms and kissed her once more. He would be content to do this for the rest of his days. She truly had never felt anything like this before. His kiss filled her with warmth and longing she had never felt anything like before. She would be beyond happy to kiss him for the rest of her days. They broke apart once more, much to her dismay.

“Love, I’d gladly kiss you forever, but your parents might object.” He chuckled. She groaned, but agreed. Their hands joined together, and fingers were intertwined as they strode into the castle.

The day went by in a whirlwind, Emma found she didn’t want to be far from Killian’s side. She supposed it had been like that for a while now, but she let herself gravitate to his side or hold his hand. Emma didn’t miss the looks her parents exchanged, but they said nothing. They were beyond thrilled that Emma had her magic back and that they were happy she was smitten with a certain prince. Killian had to restrain himself; he wanted to be touching or holding Emma at all times.

Before they turned in for the night Emma and Killian had a long goodbye in the hallway. Filled with lingering kisses and soft touches. Both desperately didn’t want to say goodnight to one another.

“I can’t seem to let you go,” Killian mumbled before pressing another kiss into her neck.

“A spring wedding seems rather distant now doesn’t it?” Emma chuckled moving her hands up and down his back.

“Very.” An idea comes to Emma’s mind, “What is it love?”

“What if I told you we didn’t have to wait until spring to spend a night together?” Emma bit her lip.

“Emma, your guards are right there. They would know if we did. I won’t put your virtue at risk,” Killian shook his head, “Also if you want your father to not kill me where I stand, I suggest you go sleep in your own bed.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Of course, love, but what does that have to do with this?” His brow furrowed and confusion spread across his face.

“Everything,” her voice lowered to a whisper, “Say goodnight and go into your room.” Killian frowned, but knew better than to question her. He told her goodnight and kissed her cheek before going into his room. Emma went into her room as well and quickly changed into her nightgown and brushed her long golden hair. Her room and Killian’s shared a wall she stood before it and took in a deep breath. With the wave of her hand a door appeared. Emma had expected her magic would take some getting used to again, but it was like nothing had changed, like no time had passed at all.

Emma knocked on the door before entering, she found Killian standing in the middle of the room wearing his night clothes with a dumbfounded look on his face.

“I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t that,” he said, blinking rapidly. Emma shut the door behind her.

“I’m glad I can keep you on your toes,” she smiled. An awkward silence fell between them. Emma didn’t quite know what to do with her hands. Killian’s ears turned red. Neither one of them knew what to do next. Emma’s gaze drifted toward the bed.

“Why is this different? We’ve spent the night together before, we’ve shared a bed much smaller than this…” Killian reached out and took her hand in his.

“Before we didn’t love each other. Before we hadn’t kissed. Before I hadn’t held you in my arms like this. It’s different for many reasons, none of them bad.” His free hand cupped her cheek, caressing it.

“Trust me?” He mirrored her question from minutes before.

“Yes,” Emma said on her exhale. Killian embraced her, his lips caressing hers. Her hands exploring his body. He guided her toward the bed, lying her down gently. He joined her on the bed, his hands all over her. Emma released little gasps and moans that made his cock twitch. He pushed up her nightgown, and found her bare underneath. She pulled the gown off over her head and onto the floor. He kissed her lips once again as his fingers stroked her entrance. Emma moaned again.

His fingers found her clit and her eyes snapped open.

“Killian…” His eyes met hers, filled with lust and wanting. He stopped moving his fingers but did not remove them from her.

“Do you want me to stop?” He whispered and a shiver went down her spine.

“No…” her eyes never left his. His thumb moved in small circles on her clit. She began to writhe beneath him, and it made him want her even more.

“Then let me give you pleasure.” Keeping his thumb where it was, sinking two fingers inside of her.

“You’re so wet for me. Have you thought of me touching you?” He slowly began moving his fingers in and out of her. Emma gripped his forearm.

“Yes…” she breathed out. He sunk his fingers deep inside of her, his thumb moving faster over her clit causing her to cry out. He pressed a kiss beneath her ear.

“Now, my love as much as I love your noises, the whole castle will soon know what dirty things I’m doing to you. Shhh.” He whispered in her ear. Emma bit her lip in desperation, she didn’t think she would be able to keep quiet. He began to move his thumb and fingers in tandem. Her breathing became erratic and fast paced. Even with biting her lip Killian could hear all the little moans in her throat. He applied more pressure to her clit, his movements quicker. Emma’s eyes opened and released her lip. Killian could feel her walls clenching on his fingers. She went limp in his arms. He slowly removed his fingers; they were dripping wet. He gladly licked her essence off of them. She tasted like perfection; he would be happy sinking his tongue deep inside her. That would have to wait for another day. Her eyes fluttered open and he pressed a kiss into her lips. She savored every second of it. Her hands brushed against his hard length through the fabric of his pants. She dipped her hand into his pants, her hand wrapping around him. He hissed.

“Emma, you don’t have to.”

“I know I want to,” she said with an edge of eagerness in her voice. Her thumb spread a bead of precum around his tip. Her hand moved up and down slowly. Her other hand pushed his pants down giving her freedom to move. Emma gave him a few quick pumps before moving to take him in her mouth. The move surprised Killian to say the least, he hissed once more and groaned at the contact. She moved her mouth and tongue up and down, making sure her tongue swirled around his tip. Her movements became quick, she released a slight gagging sound when he hit the back of her throat. She used one of her hands to cup his balls, Killian thought he might combust from the stimulation. He buried one of his hands in her hair, guiding her head. She kept up with the fast pace, wanting to bring him as much pleasure as he brought her. Emma hollowed out her cheeks, the extra pressure finally sending him over the edge, his cum spilling down her throat. Killian collapsed against the bed. Emma released him and swallowed with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“Proud of yourself?”

“Yes,” she licked her lips once more. Emma flopped on the bed next to him. Killian pulled her close to him. Exhaustion and the warmth emanating from Killian pulled Emma into slumber, his arms wrapped around her.

They woke in the early morning hours, the sun barely poking over the horizon. Emma turned to face Killian who was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

“Killian…”

“Yes, love.”

“I never thanked you for what you did, returning my magic. It means more to me than you’ll ever know.” Tears welled in her eyes, but did not fall down her face. Killian brushed a few stray strands of hair off of her face.

“Emma, I’d do just about anything for you. If it brought you happiness, then my mission was a success.”

“Your mission?” She smiled, questioning him.

“To make sure you are happy for the rest of our days, no matter what.” Emma shook her head, still smiling. Emma’s heart melted slightly, and it was hard to believe there was a time when she hated the man whose bed she was in, harder to believe she loved him. If these weeks and months had taught her anything it was that nothing is expected and perhaps everything had led her here.

“Off to a good start then… I unfortunately should head back to my room before someone notices I’m gone.” A certain sadness filled her voice.

“Of course.” Killian kissed her forehead, holding her tightly for a moment longer. Everything they had last night was amazing and he can’t wait for the day she no longer has to leave him. He released her reluctantly. Emma gave him a sad smile before she kissed his cheek, slow to leave his embrace. Emma sat up and got out of the bed, a chill ran down her spine as she was met with the chilly morning air. Killian couldn’t help but let his eyes explore her gloriously naked body. Like he had said before she was beautiful no matter what.

Emma found her night gown and pulled it on quickly. At the door Emma paused with her hand on the knob. She looked back at Killian, who’s eyes were still on her,

“See you at breakfast, my love.” Emma nodded and blushed slightly before going through the door.

The door shut and with the flick of her wrist the door disappeared. She didn’t want to leave any evidence behind of what they had done. Ruby will probably be able to tell based on their scents, but that couldn’t be avoided. Emma cleaned herself up quickly and messed up her bed to make it look slept in for the maids to clean later. She chose a simple green dress for the day, hoping later maybe Killian would have some time to spar with her, so she’d have an excuse to wear pants again. He could never take his eyes off of her when she did.

The sun rose above the mountains when there was a knock on her door. She opened it to find Killian fully dressed and ready for the day. He gave her a charming smile and offered his arm.

“Good morning,” Killian gave her a wink, “Ready, love?” Emma nodded and linked her arm with his. Both of them were smiling the whole way down.

Snow and David were whispering when they walked into the dining room. The couple exchanged a worrying look when Emma and Killian entered.

“What is it?” Emma asked, cutting to the chase. Killian’s arm dropped and he fumbled for her hand. Emma squeezed his hand once it was in hers.

“Two things actually, Killian’s ship is about two days out, so you two will be heading to the safe house tonight with the supplies.” David stated.

“The second thing?” Killian asked.

“The Dark One has started to take men from the village surrounding his castle. We need to prepare for an attack.” Snow told them. Emma can feel the magic tingling in her fingertips. She pulled it in quickly not wanting to hurt Killian. She turned to him and saw the same worried expression in his face. Whatever was coming wasn’t good, they needed to be prepared for the worst.

#cs #cs ff #cs ff au #CS fanfics #cs first kiss #Captain Swan #captain swan ff #captain swan fic #captian swan #enchanted forest #Enchanted Forest AU #emma swan #killian jones #Princess!Emma #Prince!Killian #enemies to lovers #I hate you but I have to marry you #but maybe I really love you

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fandomrantsandtwittertakes · 4 years

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I mean damnn this Klaus/Caroline (TVD) quote speaks to me and my shipping choices in ways I can’t even comprehend.

Caroline: It's because it's not true! There is no allure to darkness.

Klaus: Really? So you've never felt the attraction that comes when someone who's capable of doing terrible things for some reason cares only about you?

...Does this make me a bad person?? Like why do I find it so satisfying seeing a villain in film act like a shit head to everyone around him yet turn into a cinnamon roll when confronting the girl he cares about? Or a villain that has the power to level cities, but would give it all up and grovel at the love interests feet for just a smidge of affection? Like, even if it isn’t even canon...it’s one of my main fanfic preferences. I can’t be alone in this

#reylo #ben solo #kylo ren #rey #rey x kylo ren #the vampire diaries #klaus and caroline #klaroline #not to mention the early days of #hook and emma #or #captian swan #zutara #or any pairing with #draco malfoy #also literally any villian with a love interest on the good side

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writingoddess1125 · 5 months

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Your Name

I forgot to post this very old Extra here! It was one of the first ones I posted on A03 and it just seems like I left this in drafts! Sorry Darlings!!

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You had been sitting in the bedroom reading, finally getting some peace and quiet. Greatful for these moments since they were far few between.

"Mommy!" You heard shouted just outside the bedroom and sighed closing the door. Far far between it seemed... the door opened and Bee decided to jump onto you, You screaming and quickly catching the heavy boy.

"Benny Don't jump on people like that!" You yell as you hold the giggling boy. Looking to Dee who stood there politely.

"Hey Mom- we have a question-" Dee asked as he jumped next to you, you trying to juggle Bee who had decided that swan diving on you was the best course of action despite being too damn heavy for that.

"Yes what is it?" You asked calmly, Setting Bee down on the floor as you looked to Dee, who nervously messed with his hands.

"Well I know we have your last name.. but since we know Dad now shouldn't we have his so... what is Dads Last name?"

You opened your mouth to reply before pausing. You had given them your last name out of convenience but actually didn't know.

"I'm not sure-" You admit as you had never thought about it before. Buggy never did talk much about his potential heritage or who his parents were. You knew he was raised on Gol. D Roger ship with Shanks but nothing else.

"Can we ask him?" Dee questioned, you giving a shrug not seeing why not and leading the two twins up to the top deck were you knew Buggy was.

"DAD!" Bee yelled as he slammed himself against the Clkwn Captian as he was at the wheel, who yelled and tossed off the laughing child into the newly installed plastic ball pit that occupied the top deck, this clearly being an odd game shared between the two despite Buggy pretending to be mad.

"Dad we have a question for you" Dee asked calmly, standing by your side.

"Whats your full name?" Bee asked loudly, you watch as Buggy body seemed to bristle at this and he muttered under his breath rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why do you want to know that?.." He questioned with a raised brow.

"Cause we have Mom's and wanted to know yours!" Bee yelled as he got out of the ballpit, making sure to pelt Buggy with one of the rubber balls which he happily returned the favor.

The Captian seemed to chew on this information as he looked at the boys. Sighing dramtically and rubbing the back of his neck.

"Fine Fine- its....Nefertari D. Buggy"

He muttered, you felt your jaw drop at this as the boys just looked confused.

"N-Nef-ee-tary?" Bee tried to repeat clumsily. Buggy patted his head in reward for his clumsy try.

"Nefertari Lad. In this case it would mean you two are Nefertari D Benny and Nefertari D Danny"

He said calmly, you still trying to mentally gather what the fuck Buggy just said.

The boys seemed to accept this and run off happy with their last names- clearly having ditched yours in favor of their father. You looked to Buggy with a raised bow, him waving one of the men who handed him some papers to look over.

"Why didn't you tell anyone? That's a huge deal Buggy-"

Buggy shrugged, his eyes still focused on his papers. You had known Buggy for a long time and stepped closer infront of him since he still refused to meet your gaze.

"...a-are you ashamed?" You questioned quietly, watching his gaze finally meet yours as he lowered the papers from his gaze with a heavy sigh.

"No- I'm not shamed... however I won't acknowledge people who don't acknowledge me (Y/N) that family included-" He said a bit sharply as he looked at you. You stood back a bit at his words and sighed softly

"That seems fair I suppose" You say softly. Knowing that Buggy in his own way had his reasons for not wanting to reveal his family name.

"You do realize the boys ate going to be spreading it like wildfire though-" You point out but Buggy shrugs.

"Honestly they look the part so no one will be surprised- it's also not like they don't cause enough trouble already" He pointed out which made you laugh.

"That is very tru-" A loud explosion on the side of ship caught both of your attentions before hearing poor poor Cabaji scream.

"BOYYYSSSS!!!!"

#x reader #one piece #one peice x reader #one peice live action #buggy one piece #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader #dad!buggy #one piece buggy #buggy #op buggy

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