it's the way that emma's demeanor changes so clearly between
"and what was that?"
and
"you traded your ship for me?"
they've been flirting back and forth ("i know how you kiss" is my personal favorite) and emma's playfully teasing him. oh yeah? and what was that. what does the great captain hook who has sailed the 7 seas for centuries consider valuable to trade? he had just told her he's a heLL of a captain. HE ANSWERS PLAYFULLY BACK (to mask his feelings but we can get back to that)
but emma is like- record scratch. go back. you traded your WHAT for me? she goes from flirtatious, yearning, giggly emma to bewildered, smitten, and CONfirmed she is down bad for this man.
anyways, killian says it all in his wedding vows.
"they say that a captain’s heart belongs to his ship, but with this ring, it now belongs to you"
220 notes
·
View notes
Title: Drapetomania
Written for xxDustNight88
Quote: "I ended up loving something that wasn’t meant to be mine.”
Pairing: Neal Cassidy | Baelfire/Emma Swan
Rated General Audience
Summary: Drapetoemania: (n.) an overwhelming urge to run away
The deeper the secret, the louder the echo of truth.
Word Count: 931
Links:
FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14196812/1/Falling-Starrs-Drapetomania
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44933137
2 notes
·
View notes
A/N: In jest, @averbaldumpingground challenged me to write all 20 prompts from this fake dating list. Well, joke’s on my friend, I accepted the challenge. I’m doing 500-word ficlets for each, using different fandoms/ships.
Modern/Non-magical AU for this one.
8. “It’s just going to be for one night and there will be so much food and drinks and it’s all free, you just need to say yes and maybe take my hand a few times that night.” —OUAT, Captain Swan (ao3)
FOR THE SAKE OF GRILLED CHEESE (AND NOTHING ELSE)
It was a perfect Thursday afternoon. Aside from a complaint of loitering teens, there hadn’t been a call all day. David was off today, and Emma had the sheriff’s station all to herself. Well, mostly. But she’d forgive the intrusion since Killian brought her a grilled cheese sandwich with a side of onion rings.
Of course, he was ruining her attempt to enjoy the toasted, melty goodness with a dramatic groan. She glanced at him. Slumped in David’s office chair, Killian ran his hand over his face, breathing out a massive sigh. He wanted her to ask what was wrong, so of course she wouldn’t. That was how their odd friendship worked, ever since they met a year and a half ago when the Brothers Jones came to her sleepy tourist town to run boat trips out of the bay.
Hello, love. What’s your name?
Not your love.
I like a tough lass.
You can like this one in your dreams.
“The bloody bastard scheduled me to captain the Nifty Fifty cruise,” Killian complained.
Emma raised her brows. “The one with all the cougar ladies? I thought Liam promised to take it this year.”
Killian made a face. “It’s too close to Elsa’s due date.”
“Look on the bright side,” Emma replied. “It’ll probably be more action than you’ve seen all year.”
“You aren’t wrong,” he grumbled, but then his mood suddenly lifted along with one of his eyebrows.
She knew that look. It had gotten her nearly arrested by her own brother for breaking into the equipment rental shop to borrow a volleyball and net for a late-night beach party. Killian sweet-talked David into giving them a warning; the double fee they’d left on the counter helped.
“Whatever you’re thinking,” she warned, “leave me out of it.”
Killian rolled his chair toward her. “But Swan, you’re at the very center of my plans.” When she shook her head, he spread his hands. “Hear me out. What if you came along on the cruise, and perhaps—” he gave her those sad puppy-dog eyes, “—acted as a buffer of sorts?”
“How?”
“By pretending to be my girlfriend.”
Now it was her turn to groan. “Killian—”
He hurried to speak over her. “There will loads of food and an open bar.” He got down on one knee and clasped his hands. “Please save me from this torment. I’ll bring you grilled cheese for a week.”
Emma looked heavenward, knowing she’d already lost the battle. “I want grilled cheese for a month—and hot chocolate.”
He rose to his feet with a dazzling smile. “With cinnamon and whipped cream. You’re a bloody hero, Swan.” He planted a quick kiss on her cheek and said he had to get back to work.
She took a bite of her sandwich, forcibly ignoring the flutter in her stomach. They could do this, fake a relationship for one night.
And if her cheek still burned later when she went home. That didn’t mean anything.
~FIN~
16 notes
·
View notes
Double Trouble Part 16/?
Sorry for the long hiatus, I had exams and I found it difficult to concentrate on this as well...I also got too sucked into the incorrect quotes part of tumblr 😅
I hope you guys enjoy the next installment, I'm also planning to write this as a fanfic at some point...just need to figure out the best approach.
Also apologies for the Outlaw Queen takeover, I promise it is still a Captain Swan story but I added OQ because they are my OTP.
Comment a 🌻 to be added to tag list.
Enjoy!
Taglist:
@smol-fangirl-bean @superchocovian @winterbaby89 @taylorsversion @alexa-fangirl-forever @kmomof4 @hollyethecurious @xsajx @onceuponahookandswan @onceratheart18 @long-life-ouat @teamhook
21 notes
·
View notes