After seven years, Once Upon A Time is ending. It’s a new day ! However, I know that some people still want to read more adventures between Hook and Emma. This is why I wanted to share the cs fanfictions I read those last few years.

This list will contain more than 400 CS FF (with chapters, numbers of words, ratings and genre). It’s a tedious task but the show is ending and I wanted to give this list before the very end. I will published it before the final (May 18th)

Of course, share this post, maybe one of yours followers will be interested. And if you have some favorites CS FF, contact me, I will put it on the list ! (if it’s not already here). If you are an author and you don’t want to be on the list, contact me too :)

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Professor Jones chapter 8

Thank you to everyone who has followed this story. Please reblog if you love it :) Your support is what fuels me. You can find this story on FF.net  or you can start at the beginning here with Chapter 1. This is rated M.

               August’s body was hurting all over. He could barely breathe through his swollen nose and it hurt to breathe anyway. He was convinced that Emma’s asshole boyfriend cracked a few ribs. August hadn’t thought the guy looked particularly dangerous but he sure as shit could throw a punch. As he limped his way into his room, he contemplated what to do next.

               The asshole in question was planning to go after the security tape and was supposed to call with any news.

               Guilt ate away at August as he replayed what had occurred earlier today. While Emma was with Killian that morning, he had gone to Granny’s to grab breakfast. On his way home, a man approached him.

               August turned on the shower, going over the conversation in his mind.

               The man had walked with a cane, which August was certain was a only prop, a tool the man used to look less intimidating. It didn’t work. The man hadn’t looked threatening until he got close.

               “Hello Mr. Booth. You don’t know me, but I know you and I know you’re in need of some help.”

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Appreciation of his eyes. Enjoy.

Beautiful, Magnificent, Lovely, Perfect, I am so appreciative of this post.

Ditto @ilovemesomekillianjones, ditto.

Some nice eye candy

*Happy Sigh*

Captain Blue Eyes

A dream ....

Revenge, Revenge, Revenge

Hook

My dear prince and princess

Your offer is meaningless

Don’t give a damn ‘bout your rank.

The gold in your sack

Well, it isn’t worth jack

I should make you fools go walk the plank

Your riches would fill other pirates with glee

But none of those pirates are me!

Singing Yo-Ho

Keep your jewels divine

Yo-Ho

And your manners refined

Cuz even more precious than rum in a stein

Is revenge, revenge, revenge and it’s gonna be mine

Revenge, revenge, revenge is gonna be mine!

Snow

Revenge? On whom?

Hook

Just wait for the second verse, love.

I’ve savaged and pillaged and pilfered each village

My conquests I’m justly proud of

Each town that I plunder I leave torn asunder

A pirate’s life is one to love

And yet my heart’s hardened as hard a rock

I won’t rest till I’ve skinned me a croc!

Singing Yo-Ho

You can beg, plead and whine

But Yo-Ho

You are wasting your time

That croc in my hand wanna tear out his spine

Revenge, revenge, revenge is gonna be mine

Revenge, revenge, revenge is gonna be mine!

Prince Charming

Let’s go

Snow White

Wait, you want revenge on a crocodile?  For taking your hand?

Hook

Yeah, fraid he did more than that

Once I sailed toward a horizon

Where I might find happiness waiting

Until that croc destroyed my life and filled me with hate unabating

Some say “Let it go!”

But I say “Hell, no!”

I’m finally on the right path

Soon the Dark One will feel this fire of this pirate’s wrath!

Snow White

Wait, did you say the Dark One?

Prince Charming

I think I know why you can’t find him. We have him. In our dungeon.

Hook

Bloody hell

Snow White

Captain, if you give us safe passage to the Queen’s castl, you’ve got yourself a crocodile.

Hook

Aye, love. You’ve got a deal.

Have one last drink, mates! Then we’ve got a date with destiny!

Singing Yo-Ho

I’ll slaughter this swine

Yo-Ho

Must be fate’s design

At last our tales will again intertwine 

Revenge, revenge, revenge is gonna be … it’s gonna be …

It’s gonna be mine!

Oh, it’s gonna be … oh, it’s gonna be … it’s gonna be mine!

Photos from Jen and Colin’s panel at the OUAT convention in Vancouver on March 25, 2017! The rest of the photos from the panel can be found here. Enjoy, and please link back to my Flickr if you repost any!!

New CaptainSwan drawing from the winter season finale. I really love this arc, this scenes, this storyline. Already missing Dark Swan, but i’m happy that our Emma is back.

See you in The underworld for SAVE Killian!

Snow and David 2.13 Tiny (x)

Just Fall In Love With Me (This Christmas)

A/N: aka ‘12 Days of Mistletoe’ :) Happy Christmas, my darlings! I hope you get everything your precious hearts desire this holiday season! I love you all and I’m so incredibly blessed to have you in my life, in case you didn’t know Xx

P.S. Special shout out to @lifeinahole27 for the prompt and for letting me scream about fic at 3:00 AM in the morning. Oh, and also for the beta duties. You’re a gift, Sarah, thank you for your eyeballs and input and flails! 

Summary: ‘I kissed you thinking we were under a sprig of mistletoe but to my utter dismay, it wasn’t mistletoe. In fact, it wasn’t even a Christmas decoration - doh!’ au

Word count: 4,401 | Rating: KUM for Kisses Under the Mistletoe ;)) | ao3 

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There isn’t much Emma Swan dislikes more than Christmas, but she supposes that spending her childhood and much of her adolescence bouncing around from foster home to foster home will do that to a person. She’s always been a little embittered about the holidays, particularly the ones that lean towards family and togetherness, and that feeling’s only worsened with each passing year. Even the addition of David and Snow into her life couldn’t erase the lingering ache in her chest and the sour taste in her mouth, especially in December, and they’re two of her best friends and quite possibly the closest thing to family she’ll ever get.

She takes it in stride, though, more often than not indulging their pleas for her to join them for Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s. Halloween and New Year’s are the ones she dislikes the least of the four this last quarter of the year, but still make her grumble nonetheless. Thanksgiving and Christmas, however, always feel like pulling teeth and are the most draining and emotionally exhausting events for her. She does those more to keep them off her back anytime she hints at wanting to spend the holidays alone and to ease the sweet, albeit unnecessary worry from their eyes.

They’re worse than parents, honestly, and it’s the only reason why she agreed to come to their holiday gift exchange anyway. The annual gathering at the Nolan residence takes place a few weeks before Christmas and is one of their biggest get-togethers of the year. Emma always spends a majority of the night sulking over her glass of rum and coke out on the porch by herself, scrunching her nose at all the cheer – the music and decorations and happy chatter amongst the guests – and freezing her ass off to boot.

If she drinks enough, perhaps she can drown it all out, have it be just another blur of a day in her memories.

The door swings open beside her, the creaking of its hinges making her turn her head towards the sound. She frowns deeply when she discovers that blue-eyed wonder, resident office flirt, and sexy as sin, Killian Jones, has meandered over to her quiet little spot. Whether to make some small talk or keep her company, she can’t be sure. But she isn’t a fan of either option, or him for that matter – at least, that’s what she likes to tell herself.

Repeatedly.

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so teenagers are too young to know their sexual orientation or whether or not they’re in love

but they’re old enough to be deciding what career and degree and life they want to have forever

how

convenient

for you

Being a nature photographer seems great, maybe I should try…