“You’re getting rather bossy, love…” “That a complaint?” “I’m merely pointing ou–ah. Mhmm-no. No complaints.”
More “downtime” for Emma and Hook. The full version is under the cut and it’s nsfw, so bear that in mind. Please don’t tweet or repost this, and don’t tag or send it to actors. Reblogging is totally fine and welcome, thank you!
Emma finds a mysterious treasure map that leads to much more than she bargained for.
It was so much fun working on this art for your for your awesome story! And it was great to see the progress of your story! More art by @ladyciaramiggles , go check it out!! 🙂
Normally a kiss between our favorite duo would be a reason to celebrate, but @fairytalesandtimetravel has done an amazing job of capturing the subtly sad tone to @onthecyberseas pivotal scene. Why is Emma gripping Killian’s jacket so tightly and with a furrowed brow? Is there a consequence – or a reward – for them kissing? Read The Treasure of Captain Hook to find out!
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Story summary:
After her husband’s passing, Emma finds herself living on the run, hoping to protect her son from his greedy grandfather. She and Henry finally settle in the town of Storybrooke, where they begin to build their home. When they’re discovered and their livelihood is threatened, Emma accepts help from the town’s lighthouse keeper: Killian Jones.
Story ratingContent and trigger warnings: T
Credit: Thank you so much to my beta @icecubelotr44 and to my amazing artists @clockadile and @honeybadgerhook
The scene outside the Red Wolf Inn hadn’t changed much since the last time Killian had come into town. A group of children played outside, taking full advantage of the favorable midday weather. Those he’d seen before had grown some, and a few new children had joined their ranks.
They all stared at him as he dismounted. Killian laughed, knowing what came next. As expected, a small crowd surrounded him with their hands out. He chuckled, then called for a small boy towards the back.
“Do you know where the livery is, lad?” he asked as the crowd began to clear begrudgingly.
The boy nodded, his gaze turning towards the dirt he was kicking around. Killian smiled and crouched down in front of him. “Tell you what. If you can take my horse there, there’s a little money in it for you.” He reached in his pocket and pulled out a shiny coin.
“Really?” the boy asked, disbelievingly. His voice was almost a whisper, but he looked up at Killian and grinned.
“Aye,” Killian promised.
“Okay, Mister!”
Killian handed over the reins and watched for a moment to make sure the child didn’t have any difficulty with the horse. Then, he turned and made his way into the tavern.
“Jones,” Ruby greeted him when he sat at the bar.
“Ruby,” he nodded back.
She stood in front of him and leaned over the bar, flashing one of her flirtatious smiles. “What’re you interested in?”
“Just a room,” he replied, chuckling when she grumbled. “Perhaps something to eat as well. It’s been a long day.”
“I’m guessing you’ll take your meal upstairs?” Ruby asked.
“You would be correct.”
“It wouldn’t hurt you to have company once in awhile,” Ruby muttered as she took his money.
“Noted,” he mumbled when she handed over a key. He frowned when he looked at it. “This isn’t my usual room.”
“It’s occupied. Stop complaining and get upstairs. You’re lucky we house you at all.” Ruby rolled her eyes, but there was no bite in her words. “I’ll send someone up with your food.”
It All Starts With a Dance 