There was a distinct pause in time the second she looked upon his face. Emma had seen millions of faces pass through her gates in the underworld – princesses whose beauty started wars, rogues whose greatest sin was the number of individuals they’d seduced with virile charm – but none compared to this man. There were entire oceans in his eyes, a warmth in his smile. Emma could see why the gods would look favorably upon him to grant him such mystical abilities and why an entire world of people would crave his presence.
He was beautiful.
“Are you the Healer of the Seas?” Emma asked, forcing her voice steady.
“Aye, that I am. May I ask why such a beautiful woman dressed in fine clothes is here seeking me out?”
Spring in the Valley of Death
A Captain Swan AU by @the-reason-to-sail-home
Summary: Queen Emma of the Underworld enlists the help of a magical healer when her son falls deathly ill. Killian Jones, one of the best healers alive, is Emma’s last hope. But with so many people who need him, he can’t stay down in the Underworld forever. With the help of a few pomegranate seeds, he may not have a choice. Hades and Persephone!AU.
Rating: M
Content Warnings: Light sexual situations, mentions of death and loss.
(Also available on: ao3)
My art part for the Captain Swan Little Bang!! Heavily inspired by Alphonse Mucha’s works, I wanted to pick up the elements of Queen Emma and Healer Killian, with some accents from the story itself and a little Tarot vibe.
This time I’m working with a talented writer, a WONDERFUL story, and a theme that I can’t resist it, so I was very happy to know that I was able to draw for it! I want to thank @the-reason-to-sail-home for her creation, inspiration and feedback, and @captainswanbigbang for making this event again with more amazing writers and artists!
Please, go check out this beautiful story!
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dammit, excalibur. :I
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I know everyone was so mad after I stabbed Hook, have some tiny humor to make up for it! :,D Seriously though, you can’t heal a wound from Excalibur? I refuse to believe that Arthur never poked himself, not even once *cough*
CS + *grabby hand* 😏😏😏
↳ big in misthaven by @tales-to-ease-the-winter-in
A short time later, the music begins to change, love songs drifting through the vents like dust motes, making her heart race with a mix of fear and longing. His songs are beautiful and hopeful and touching and frightening, leaving her breathless and overwhelmed and not the least bit tempted to flee, far and fast, just pack the bug and go like she’s done so many times before.
But she stays, because somehow he’s anchored her to this crappy apartment building, made it feel more like a home than she’s ever known.
happy CSSS, K! It was so wonderful getting to know you and I hope you like this little aesthetic (which is part one of your two part gift). I hope you have an absolutely lovely day ❤
365 days of captain swan :: day 228
The Journey to Gold
A little ficlet about our babies growing up together as pairs figure
skaters. Because I’ve been watching the Olympics tonight.Rating: T (but only because of one little line, really)
Words: 865
Emma is 9 and
Killian is 12 when they are forced together as pairs partners. Emma is pissed
that her coach/foster mother thinks she’ll do better in pairs than in singles,
and it shows in the tilt of her chin and the way her lips are pressed in a thin
line. Killian laughs with a cocky grin, then scoffs and calls her a baby. When
she shoves him, he doesn’t see it coming.Emma
finally smiles when his butt hits the ice.***************************************************
Emma
is 10 and Killian is 13 when the bullying he gets for being a figure skater
reaches its peak. He comes to practice late one afternoon dirty and covered in
bruises with a deep cut across his cheek from the blade of a hockey skate. At
the ER it takes ten stitches to close up the wound.The
next day, Ingrid has to pull Emma off one of the hockey players who had pinned
Killian down in the parking lot. But not before she breaks his nose.Killian
decides Emma isn’t a baby after all.
one year of captain swan: 4/365
365 days of captain swan :: day 260
“His eyes linger on hers, and she feels his fingers solidify, warm flesh turned to cool metal beneath her hand.
“Dead guy … of … year … picked me … remember? … This is,” he fights to breathe. “This is … just … another … adven … ture.”
Emma wants to tell him that the best adventures are the ones you take with other people. She wants to remind him that he needs someone to keep him out of trouble. She wants to shake him, but there’s nothing left to shake. She’d shackle him to the bed if only it would keep him from leaving. But she’s out of time.
“Jones, I am not done with you.”
With tears scalding her face, Emma does the only thing she can do: she leans forward, her hair falling around them like a curtain, and kisses him, just as his lips turn to gold beneath hers.”
could have done the hair-curtain but we wouldn’t have been able to savor the view so small little change
one year of captain swan: 13/365
It All Starts With a Dance 