So you have heard of me

Killian Jones || Captain Hook [ For detailed info concerning Killian, see his bios and headcanons ] A RP blog for the character of Killian Jones, otherwise known as Captain Hook, captain of the Jolly Roger. {Mun is over 21. NSFW material will possibly be present.}

[cursedworsethanever]

The Rabbitt Hole

[cursedworsethanever]

"I never realized children could scare people."  Jefferson replied with a snort, sliding his fingers along the rim of his own glass.  He’d never been to the place, but he’d heard stories every so often when Rumple was in a particular type of mood-a land ruled not by royalty, but by the what the dark one termed a demon.  He wasn’t convinced it beat the force of nature that was the Queen of Hearts.  He had the scars to prove it.

"Games? Games.  Moving people on a chessboard.  Fun, fun,"  Jefferson absentmindedly played with the bowl of pretzels, the barkeep draped in front of them..  "Say the wrong thing to the Queen of hearts means losing  … your head!"

[hookedxpirate]

"You don't know Pan; the boy's a bloody demon," Hook spat back, his eyes narrowed at Jefferson, as he gripped his glass tightly. AS if fighting off the images then and there. And in a way, he was. He was always fighting off the images. The reminders. Of Pan's little games. "Messing around with Pan loses your life, or worse. You lose everyone around you, you lose your very soul. Nothing so simple as the loss of a head--that's then sewn back on with no damage done." 

[madamemayorqueenregina-deactiva]

"Yes, she’s happy." Regina responded. "Killian, I will make a deal with you. We’ve been through a lot together and I know you’d do anything for her. That’s why I want this to stay between us. Alright. I love Emma with all my heart. If anything was to happen to me, I would want you there to protect her and keep her from grieving. What she sees in you is what she doesn’t see in anyone else. Emma is still trying to find herself even though she’s found her way home." 

 ”Do we have a deal?” 

[hookedxpirate]

"Of course." That's where it hurt him. He'd do anything for her, but the feeling obviously wasn't reciprocated. That's what broke his heart. He closed his eyes, and the next words that came out of his mouth made his heart ache, even as he said them--but he knew they were true; Emma had already said as much. "She'd grieve for you. No matter what I did, if she lost you, she'd grieve. It's what happens when you lose one you love." And that's what hurt him. He loved her, more than he could say, and it hurt to see her with someone else--but he took refuge in the single fact that she was happy. "But I'd do everything in my power to make sure she was happy, if that's what you're really asking." 

[madamemayorqueenregina-deactiva]

"What I don’t trust, Pirate. Is that I know you love her." Regina retorted. "Emma and I we share a deep bond and I would hate to see you get hurt over trying to get into my girlfriends pants." Regina had a smug look on her face. 

 ”Just please do me the honor and protect her. Just bring her back to me.” She pleaded. 

[hookedxpirate]

He scoffed. If that's all you think she is to me-- The thought cut itself off in his head, his eyes narrowing at the queen. "She's happy, isn't she?" Because in the end, that's all he needed to know. All he needed to be reassured of. What she sees in you, I don't know, but as long as she's happy. He held back the comment, let it remain simply a silent thought in his head. He needed Emma, even as a friend, because she still saw him. "You know I will. The last thing I'd do is let anything hurt her." 

[madamemayorqueenregina-deactiva]

"The fact you are going to New York with Emma." 

 ”As much as I hate that I should be going to help her bring back Henry’s things, I can’t. This curse, cursed me from ever leaving Storybrooke. If it wasn’t for Zelena I would be able to go seeing as it was Me, Snow and David that cast it. But she had to put her edge to it leaving us hear trapped, again.”

[hookedxpirate]

"What is it, Regina? You don't trust me?" He stalked closer, nearly getting right in her space. "Just be glad there's someone who can go with her." He paused for a moment and scoffed. "Even if it is just me." 

[madamemayorqueenregina-deactiva]

                         - “We need to talk.”

hookedxpirate

[hookedxpirate]

"And what is it we need to talk about, your majesty?" 

[cursedworsethanever]

The Rabbitt Hole

[cursedworsethanever]

"Stuff this potent works in every realm, though between you and me, I’m rather grateful for the electricity.  Definately missed that, the year we spent in the enchanted forest."  Jefferson barely resisted the full body shudder at the memory of the Pan’s curse sweeping the land and the shear terror that it brought, much less having to experience it again a full year later.  He knew the terror the repeated curses brought was a bi-product  brought on by in part by his time in Wonderland.  Off with his head.  The words, the voice, the shear torture he experienced still haunted his dreams.

"Say what you want about this land.  At least it’s not Wonderland."  Jefferson downed the rest of his drink before tapping the bar for another, the bartender’s piercing state reminiscent of another, less human one, with a grin that reminded him of a shark.

[hookedxpirate]

He almost laughed. Almost. He'd been to Wonderland once, just once, and he swore he was never going back. He knew the madness of the realm, knew it under Cora's reign and that things were more than a little... crazy. But it didn't remotely compare to his time spent in Neverland, not as far as Hook was concerned. "Wonderland may be a poor choice of land," said Hook, still downing his drink, "But I guarantee Neverland is the ill of them all." Pan was a monster, far superior to Cora and her ilk. 

Pan and his brigade had haunted him for centuries, the plays they made--the games they played-- "At least there's a way to survive and outsmart Wonderland. The only way to survive Neverland is to ultimately play Pan's game." 

[cursedworsethanever]

The Rabbitt Hole

The silence of the large mansion was disconcerting.  Grace was off spending time with the family who’d spent 28 years believing she was their daughter, though he’d retained custody of her, she still had a desire to spend time with the people she’d thought were her parents.  He tried not to let her see  the wound it created within him, though he was unsure how successful he’d been.  And so he was alone  within the house, it’s vaulted ceilings and large bay windows somehow seemed oppressive.  He fled the home he’d had for over 28 years, going to town, to the only place the residents of this place seemed to find themselves.  Settling himself in at the bar, he ordered a drink, downing it in one swallow before ordering another.

The air stirred next to him as he found himself joined at the bar.  He turned to see the pirate, formerly Killian Jones, now Captain Hook sitting next to him. He’d seen the other man around, rumor had it he was ‘involved’ with the savior, but Jefferson never had been one to rely strictly on that.

"Captain Hook, what brings you into town, tonight?  Doing a rum run, are we?"  Jefferson asked the other man as the bartender handed his drink to him.

[hookedxpirate]

Hook had been spending more and more time at the bar. Letting the rum fill him and fix him where everything else hadn't. He'd been lost for so long, what had been the point of trying to be good when it ultimately left him on the outside? He was constantly feeling like he was on the outside, always looking in to the happiness of others. And maybe that was his fate; after everything he had done, maybe it was fate never to be happy again after Milah. He'd thought as much the day he lost her. 

When he heard the voice of the Hatter, he simply offered him a side glance and a sort of toast. "Letting it work its magic. It's about the only thing that works in this realm." 

[hookedxpirate]

lost

[onceuponsnowwhite]

Snow nodded when he said that it was a change. Their whole life was different, they had no idea the huge amount of work that went into a child. They knew how to comfort and offer advice, but their baby wasn’t old enough to need any of that yet. Snow looked down at her clothes and then back up at Hook offering a gentle smile, “They are pajamas. You wear them to sleep..” She explained, watching him order a drink, “A walk.. of course. A walk to the rum I’m sure.” She teased.

[hookedxpirate]

"Ah..." He gave a nod of understanding. He supposed having clothes to sleep in was a good thing. Though why she was wearing her sleeping clothes in the diner was another question he thought to ask--but didn't. Perhaps they doubled as regular clothes in some situations. He forced another smile, and a shrug of his shoulders as Hook lifted the glass of rum and toasted her. 

"What can I say, princess? It soothes the heart and mends the mind." He took a long swig of the drink, letting it fall down his throat. So what if he got drunk tonight? He had nothing of import until... Friday. 

[hookedxpirate]

lost

[onceuponsnowwhite]

Snow turned around to see Killian standing there, she cocked her head to the side and looked at him, “I could say the same to you, Killian.” She smiled lightly and put her wallet back in her PJ’s. “It’s the baby, you don’t sleep until it sleeps and it hasn’t slept for the past two hours.” She was trying to keep calm, but all she has been doing all night has been hearing the baby cry and  arguing with Charming on what they were doing wrong.

[hookedxpirate]

Killian only shrugged as he approached her. "Ah yes, the young one. I'm sure he's a great change to what you're used to." The quiet probably constantly disrupted by cries and such. His smile was a bit forced as he came closer, closing the distance between them and making his way to the counter. "And I was just out for a walk, I guess." As he order some drink, figuring it was better than nothing to pass the time, he surveyed the royal princess. Who.. didn't look all that royal. "What exactly are you wearing?" 

[hookedxpirate]

lost

[onceuponsnowwhite]

Mary Margaret couldn’t be happier with the events of these past few days. Everyone was safe and sound, her child had arrived, it seemed like everything was finally in place. Her family was back together again.

The only thing that she hadn’t planned for was how difficult motherhood would be. She hadn’t raised a child before, no matter how much she regretted not being able to raise Emma, she knew she never could. She wanted to do right by this child which is why she put all of her energy into him. One night he was crying for about 2 hours straight in the middle of the night. With David and Mary Margaret taking turns, Mary Margaret ran out to Grannies to get them some midnight snacks. She opened the door and went over to the bar, “Hey, can I get two hot dogs to go please?” She asked, taking out her money and setting it on the counter. She forgot to change out of her PJ’s.

[hookedxpirate]

He decided that eventually it was time to head back. What good would staring out at the open sea do? He was in this world, for good or ill, because he had made that choice. Made it the day he got that message--hell, if he was honest, he had made it before hand. Made it the moment he felt his heart change... 

It was as he opened the door to the diner that he spotted Snow. Or Mary Margaret. It still confused him, all these ones walking around with multiple identities, what they preferred to go by. Hook glanced at her quickly, and was just about to make his way past her, ignore her completely when he turned to her instead. 

"Snow. It's pretty late." 

[curiouscuriousergirl-deactivate]

It was worth it

[curiouscuriousergirl-deactivate]

"Oh I see is that so?" She said looking at him." questions arn’t they good?"Wait that was another question.Alice said looking at Hook. "Well it was all very interesting talking to you Hook is it? Alice said asking him again. "Wait there we go another question my bad it’s all I really do. My father taught me it was the best thing to do to make conversation."She said with a half smile.

[hookedxpirate]

"Of course it's so. And yes, it's Hook." He raised his hook as if to emphasize the point. "And is there not a way to make conversation without an overload of questions? Or do you just seek to invade other's people's thoughts?" Now the questions were coming from him, but he didn't care. 

[hookedxpirate]

lost

He had to leave when the bar closed and he really had no where else to go. Granny's diner didn't seem to suit his mood, and he wasn't yet ready to turn back into the inn yet. Four walls that were so confining, so trapped-- so unlike him. Maybe Smee had been right that day. Maybe he  should  have left the town behind once he returned Swan home. He'd done what the message had asked for, so.. what was he waiting for? 

Especially now. 

His footsteps had found their way to the docks, and that's when he realized; it wasn't what he was waiting for--it was what he missed. Missed more than anything in that moment, as he stood there. His home. Everything that he'd given up, just to be in this world-- 

lost. 

Lost in this world and lost in his heart, messed up beyond all imagination. He'd thought that maybe--but no. It just wasn't meant to be. And that was okay, as long as she was happy. Hook reached into his pocket, pulling out the flask and taking a swig from it. 

He just... didn't know where he stood anymore. And maybe that was the problem. 

Maybe he just felt too... lost. 

[hookedxpirate]

an afternoon drink || Emma & Killian

[hookedxpirate]

Emma would never cut Killian out of her life, they challenged each other and they helped each other through dark times. Yes, even the Savior had her dark moments. But Killian was there to help her through that and they were friends also. So no, she would never push him away. Emma was glad that she could help him see the light. Honestly, she was glad that Killian was her friend. She was glad that she could count on him for whatever she needed. So yeah, Emma was thankful that she had him, she wasn’t going to let him just walk out of her life nor would she allow him to push her away. There was no chance in hell, that she was letting him go, he was her friend and right now she could use all of the friends that she could get and that included Killian. So yeah, she was always going to be there for him.

"Alright, as long as you are sure." Standing up now, Emma nodded her head. "I’ll see you this coming weekend. Yeah, last thing anyone needs is my dad worrying about me." She said this, glancing over at him. "I’ll see you later, Killian. Thank you again." Making her way towards the door now, she glanced over at him quickly before she left the Rabbit Hole.

[complete] 

[hookedxpirate]

an afternoon drink || Emma & Killian

[theblondesavior--emmaswan-deact]

They still had to discuss it with Henry before anyone else, she only told Killian because he had asked and hell its not like Regina and her had a label on them. So yes, Emma was glad that Killian would keep this to himself. The blonde still had to figure out how to tell her parents, Henry would be easy because Regina and her would tell him together. So it was good thing that Killian understood the importance of not saying anything. And she knew deep down that he wouldn’t speak a word of this to anyone. Just because Emma had him not too. She honestly thankful for that, Killian understood her more than most people. Although they were more alike than what anyone understood but at least they had each other even if it was just as friends.

Emma reached out and placed her hand onto his arm this time. “As long as you are okay, that is what matters.” Yes, Emma cared for Killian and she would continue to care for him. That wasn’t about to change no matter what. The blonde knew that he would keep his word, he has so far or at least as long as she had known him, he kept it. Honestly, Killian was a man of his word and Emma could see this. Looking back at him for a moment, she pulled her hand back. “Thank you for helping me still, Killian. Means a lot to me. And it will make the job easier for. Hey, I’ll always worry about you.” Emma told him this, nodding her head a little bit. “I should get going though. I told my dad that I would be back at the station by now.”

[hookedxpirate]

Killian nodded, and even offered her a slight smile. The fact that he hadn't lost her completely, that she was still there for him, it made him feel better, in a way. Because even if he felt a bit heartbroken over certain things, felt a bit of heartache over certain events, there were others that he needed in his life. He'd learned that the hard way; the man he had been for centuries, the man who had let darkness in to claim his heart and soul--it wasn't the man he should be. And she had brought that to light; she had brought him back from the darkness in a way that he had thought wouldn't be possible. That he had thought was lost to him when he chosen to walk down that path of vengeance. 

And yet, there she had been. To save him. To pull him back to the light and show him the man he had been before. 

"Go on, Emma," he said, lips still quirked into that grin of his. "You don't want to keep your father waiting too long. He might start to worry about you." He nodded again, nodding towards the door. "Go on. I'm fine." 

[curiouscuriousergirl-deactivate]

It was worth it

[curiouscuriousergirl-deactivate]

” He was afraid what was coward like. I guess he could have defended Milah.You can’t live in fear you have to be willing to live an adventure.”She stopped looking at her hands the looking at his hook.”Why a hook?”She asked.”Why replace your hand with a hook?”She asked.”There is no reason for anything to be complicated.Simple is how it should be and how I choose to see it.Why make everything so complicate?,”Alice asked”This beast this man you had always had anger for him?Always.”

[hookedxpirate]

"He should have defended her. If he really loved her." Hook shook his head. "But he obviously didn't." He looked at her, eyebrow raised and eyes narrowed slightly. "You ask a lot of questions, lass. But I stabbed him with it, after he killed her." He sighed. "Not like it did any good. but it just seemed... poetic." And he nodded at her questioning tone. "Why wouldn't I hate him? He took everything from me. My love, my happiness. Why would I wish him anything but ill will?" 

[curiouscuriousergirl-deactivate]

It was worth it

[curiouscuriousergirl-deactivate]

“That makes sense, he probably would have lost though you could have ended up killing him couldn’t have you?”She said looking at her hands again.”No one has any reason to be jealous though really if you think about it,it was jealousy and greed that brought him to take you mia is it?”She said confuse then shaking het head.”Any way no one human really has an excuse for jealousy or any of those singly things.”She said then looking at her hand again.

[hookedxpirate]

She kept looking at her hand, which was odd, in Hook's opinion; it made him feel self-conscious in a way he never had before. At least, not in a few centuries. Not since those first few days without his hand, when he was still adapting to it. "I wouldn't have killed him," he said. "The guy was a coward, but if he'd fought for his wife, he would've shone honor. Something. And he had a child. No child deserves to be robbed of their father like that." Of course, then again, maybe he would have. For Milah's sake. If he would have rid the world of Rumpelstiltskin in the beginning, then there would have been no Dark One to claim her heart and crush it later. 

"You've a simple view of the world, lass," he said. "Jealousy runs rampant in the hearts and souls of mankind. It's just the way it is. Even if they've got no right to it." 

[hookedxpirate]

he didn't regret it

He stood at the end of the docks, looking out over the sea. The ocean's waters waved and moved in the night's light, the moon cast down over them, the stars twinkling brightly in the black blanket overhead that was the sky. There was an empty spot that had been empty for almost a year now, and it would remain empty. 

But he told himself he didn't regret it. Whether that was a lie or not, Hook still hadn't figured out. He told himself that the empty spot didn't sting every time he looked at it, that it didn't feel like a wound was opening up in his heart that wouldn't be repaired-- Because the price had been worth it. He'd had to do it, had to give it up, because there had been no other way. She's not just a ship, he had told Smee, and he had been right. He hadn't been lying when he'd said those words and now-- now he was coming to realize just how much he'd really meant them. 

Now that she was gone. Truly gone. Not just missing. Not just misplaced. But gone. Given away. All for the purpose of bringing Swan home. Which is something he didn't regret--at least that's what he told himself, over and over, day after day, when the doubts and thoughts would start to creep up again. When he would remember their conversation in the bar and his heart would break all over again. It had been bad enough when there were still questions, still things hanging in the air; when there had been a chance that maybe-- 

But even that, too, was gone. 

So what did he have left? He'd given it all up, for her happiness, and he was left alone, without anything at all. But he didn't regret it--

Did he...?