Memories Revealed (11/?)

@killian-whump’s original piece is here, and you can read my additions from the beginning here.

Warnings: Rape, memory wipe, near-drowning, blood, nosebleed. Make sure to read all the tags on AO3 too in case I’ve forgotten to mention anything.

Tagging @sherlockianwhovian, @hookaroo, @hollyethecurious, @mathildia, @kingofmyheart14, @wyntereyez and @cocohook38. If you want to be tagged/untagged, hit me up!

Word count: 1.8k AO3

~ Set in a time between season 6 and season 7

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Snow and David’s new place wasn’t all that different from their old loft, after all. Of course, it had more room and a garden, but overall its style was pretty reminiscent of their previous home.

Even the bathroom, he couldn’t help noticing, when he excused himself to use it. He smiled to himself, though, thinking how in all his centuries, bathrooms in that world were one of the things that had caught his attention the most, and probably always would.

Wiping his hand dry, he turned for the door and reached for the handle, when it opened all too sudden and quick.

He saw Gold for a split second before something flew towards his face. Killian closed his eyes and took a step back as a thick scent entered his nostrils. He coughed - was that some kind of powder?

He opened his eyes again when he heard the door close, and saw Gold step toward him and put his hand over his mouth.

“Shh,” Gold said. “No need to make a fuss about it.”

Killian moaned under Gold’s hand. What was he doing?!

“Don’t worry, the drug is already having its effect, so I’ll let you go soon enough.”

Drug?!

Indeed, why wasn’t Killian fighting him off?

Killian tried to raise his arms to push Gold away, but he could barely lift them halfway through before they fell limp on his sides.

As did he.

Gold wrapped his arm around him, holding him up while he watched in shock.

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Ooooh! Lovely as always, darling! A delight to read <3

“Killian, I’’m sorry. This is the only way.”

Kisses & Quotes [7/47]

The Deckhand and the Dagger

CHAPTER 13: THE KRAKEN

Summary: An evil kraken has attacked our deckhand, the fight and its aftermath threaten to tear the lovers apart.

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Hook tightens his choking grip and slowly backs out of the icy water, his arm is shaking with cold and effort to lift the huge animal and asphyxiate it simultaneously; his eyes remain locked on Jones every second searching for signs of life. The deckhand’s head lolls from side to side, his arms and legs hang listlessly like a doll as the creatures tentacles coil and cinch around his waist and jerk him about, using his body like a shield to protect its grotesque shape from a frontal attack.

Hook is furious and roars again at the gigantic kraken, ‘Let him go or I swear by all the Gods, I will tear you limb from limb!’ The beast squeals in pain, its free tentacles flail in the air slapping at Jones’ face and torso as Hook looks on in horror, ’stop it, STOP!!’ He screams and clenches his fist.

The demon begins emitting a garbled noise that sounds something like language, and suddenly Hook can hear it speak in his mind; its voice a grating screech that causes him to grimace and screw up his face with loathing.

‘Your desire to DEsTROY me will FAIL this day Dark One, as will your fecKLESS mission,’ it wails evilly.

‘Why are you here in this place!! Jones has caused you no harm, release him and take me instead,’ Hook shouts, ‘I vow that I will not fight you!’

‘I do not WANT you! I am driven by the darKNESS as are you my VENGEFUL friend, and I would have you BRoKEN and ruined and cripPLED by loss; the seeds of MADNESS sown once again. I will not murder your LOVER outright, but I will TAKE him from you nonetheless,’ it cackles insanely then rotates to expose the maw at its center. 

A massive black beak protrudes from its slick cylindrical siphon, it opens its jaws and bites down on the deckhand’s shoulder slicing deeply through the muscle and bone. Ink spews out in a cloud of black, soaking Jones’ body, then the monster rears back and flings him like a bullet toward Hook.

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My Dear Old Rum

Note: a litte one-shot before I continue Deep down into the cave that will be in 3 or 4 part (the more you give review, the quicker I will write ^^) Other than that, I let you enjoy this one!  Thanks @killian-whump​ for the Beta! PS: in this story, Rumple is with Cora. It’s using season 2 context.

He took the glass offered by Rumple and started to drink the rum with a smoldering smile. Killian knew the crocodile was boiling inside but Cora was here and Gold couldn’t do anything against the pirate. He couldn’t kill Killian as long as Cora was in Storybrooke; he wouldn’t risk losing her love found weeks ago. After all, it had been a good thing to stumble onto her a few hours ago, Killian thought.

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I was happy to help, my precious coconut-san!! <3

A Tall Tail, part 1: Transformation

So my mermaid!Killian idea kind of consumed me today. Sorry for the awful pun in the title—I kind of suck at them. But here’s the first part.

Thanks to kat2609 and mryddinwilt for their encouragement!!!

Now on AO3 and ff.net!

It wasn’t uncommon to hear of a mermaid falling for a human. A lucky few were able to find a way to be with their loves, though far more stories ended in tragedy.

But a merman? They were rarely known for even coming to the surface, let alone interacting with its inhabitants.

It happened once, though. A merman with dark hair and eyes the colour of the ocean caught sight of a woman who also had the sea in her eyes, and it was love at first sight.

He made a deal with a sea witch, who granted him the ability to walk on land…but only for 15 years. He intended to make the most of them though, and immediately found the woman and asked for her hand.

They lived in bliss, and welcomed two sons into the world who also had the ocean in their eyes. Their seaside home was full of love and happiness.

All too soon, though, the 15 years were up, and the merman was called back to the sea. He begged the witch to give him more time with his family. She heard his pleas and presented him a knife; if he could kill his wife, he could stay with his sons. Otherwise, he would perish.

With a heavy heart, he went home to spend his final evening with his family. Once the morning arrived, he disappeared into the sea, never to be seen or heard from again, leaving his wife and sons heartbroken.

The sea witch, in disguise, told the family that he was a fugitive and ran away to escape the law. The family never learned of his deal, his fate…or even his past.

“Have a nice swim, Captain.”

The sea witch’s words jarred him from unconsciousness, but they were the last thing he heard before he felt the cold smack of the water.

And it hurt. Bloody hell, did it hurt. He must have landed feet-first, because he felt the full sting of the impact in his legs.

What a cruel irony, he thought; I’ve spent my whole life surviving on the sea, and the sea is where I shall perish. It was probably a fitting end for the pirate captain, but Killian had so much he wanted to live for now.

He wanted to fight the water that was slowly encroaching on his lungs, burning, but the pain in his lower half was too much to bear. So he slowly sunk down into the grey depths of the harbor, waiting for Davy Jones to claim him.

He conjured the image of Emma in his mind, hoping beyond hope that he could spend his last moments thinking on the woman who had become his light. He’d never be able to tell her just how much she meant to him, but maybe if he focused on her, it would ease the pain of dying.

Slowly, the agony in his legs went away, and the burning in his lungs ceased. This is it. I love you, Emma.

Until he realized he was breathing.

Underwater.

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Okay, children! Gather here and sit down for storytime!

Mind you, this isn’t the usual fare one would expect here, but I do have a transformation tag and I might as well use it, no? Besides, I pride myself on fulfilling all of my followers’ unusual Killian-related interests, and if a little mermaid action doesn’t fit that bill, well, I don’t know what does.

There’s also some pain in the bit above, from Ursula’s attack, and the expected confusion, alarm and perils that come with, you know, becoming a mermaid and not having legs anymore. Killian also gets cursed in later chapters, and has other mis-adventures along the way.

All-in-all, a good story that’s well-worth a read :)

365 days of Captain Swan - Day 125  

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THIS SCENE OK THIS WAS SUCH PERFECTION IN PAIN I HAVE SO MANY FUCKING FEELINGS

LIKE OK FUCK FIRST OF ALL, HOW GORGEOUS ARE THEY? HOW FUCKING BEAUTIFUL IN THEIR PAIN BUT ALSO

THEY’RE SO PERFECT AND THEIR LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLE THAT THE FUCKING BLACK FAIRY TURNS AWAY BECAUSE EVEN FUCKING THE DARKEST EVIL IN ALL THE REALMS KNOWS THAT THIS IS A FUCKING INTIMATE MOMENT LIKE FUCK ME UP

THERE IS SUCH TENDERNESS HERE THAT MY HEART PHYSICALLY ACHES 

WATCHING HER WATCHING HIM LIKE SHE LOVES HIM SO FUCKING MUCH

I WANT TO WRITE A MILLION FICS ABOUT THIS MOMENT AND HOW HIS LIPS ARE AS SOFT AS EVER BUT HE DOESN’T RETURN HER KISS AND ABOUT HE’S STILL WARM AND ABOUT HOW HER FINGERS HOLD ON TIGHTER JUST BECAUSE SHE FEELS SOMEWHERE THAT THAT MIGHT MAKE HIM RESPOND AND ABOUT HOW SHE HURTS THAT THIS IS THEIR LAST KISS BUT ALSO IS THANKFUL THAT THEY GET ONE 

AND FUCKING SHE STILL LINGERS THE WAY THAT SHE DOES WHEN HE’S THERE TO KISS HER BACK

AND SHE CAN’T STOP LOOKING AT HIM EVEN AS SHE STEPS AWAY. HOW THE FUCK ARE THEY SO PERFECT FUCKK

Dear Colin O’Donoghue,

Congrats on being able to stay super still, even though we got really anxious that you were going to blink.

MANNEQUIN CHALLENGE WINNER - COLIN O’DONOGHUE

x

Itsy, Bitchy Spider

I took that spider that attacked Emma last episode, gave it a bit of magic for fun and had it attack Killian, because I know we would all like to see a version of it :)

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Oh, this is delightful! Just what we needed! LOVE it! :D