An Unlikely Pair

"Well we're tethered to the story we must tell; when I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well. With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas; like a feather, bringing kingdoms to their knees." {xxx} Hook + Aurora = Sleeping Hook <3 My fave crack on my fave crackship. I didn't expect to ship them this hard. Like, my love for this pairing came out of nowhere. Just to be clear: I realize this is a crack ship. It's my fave crackship in the fandom, but it's a crackship nonetheless. They have no hope of getting together canonically, and that's fine by me. I canonically ship Hook with Emma, and Phillip and Aurora are adorbs in their own way. I just love to exclusively crack!ship these two. So anyway, this is a side blog dedicated to them. I have other OUAT blogs, linked below, but I can be found mostly on my main blog, eylittlered, linked to the left. Sidebar Credit: {xxx}

[greenandglass]

“-once.”

[meeme0wz-deactivated20240517]

Sleeping Hook in Storybrooke 

Ideal#3

[thespindlesend]

[volchitza]

He told her stories at night when she couldn’t sleep; fantastic stories of his adventures around the world, and other lands as well. He enriched them with adjectives as splendid as the gemstones on the crown of a king; made the words feel so vivid she could almost see them enrapture her, so real she could almost taste the exotic food he spoke of in her own mouth. Verba volant, her governess and her tutors told her, scripta manent; but no written words could impress themselves so permanently on her mind as the glimmering words he spoke.

maybe i’m meant for the sea by volchitza

[chasingscarlett]

She hadn’t planned on it, confronting him like this. But then he had dropped out of the sky - quite literally of course - in a world that was no longer his to control. Snow had been more than forthcoming about the events of ‘Storybrooke’ before it perished, particularly the tale of the apparent redemption of a certain leather-bound pirate and for a moment she could almost believe it. But the soft drumming of her long-restored heartbeat reminded her with clarity, of the man who had rejoined Cora with a crooked smirk and her heart in his hands with all but a ribbon around it. Killian Jones was not a hero and nor would he ever be.

Prompt #1 + #2 | Vengeance + ’The Devil Within’, Digital Daggers Sleeping Hook Week | Day Six

[the-guillotine-queen-blog]

“Taciturn” - Stone Sour

I ship Sleeping Hook in an AU where Cora abandoned Hook and Philip was not revived. Considering breaking down and writing a fanfic. We will see…

[backfromthedeadred]

Hearts Without Chains | A Sleeping Hook mix. Mostly from Aurora’s POV.

01 Sea of Lovers // Christina Perri | 02 Agony // Paloma Faith | 03 Scarlet // Delain | 04 Hearts Without Chains // Ellie Goulding | 05 Draw Your Swords // Angus and Julia Stone | 06 Buy the Stars // Marina and the Diamonds | 07 The Light // Sara Bareilles | 08 Ships // Anais Mitchell

[lukekirby]

Sleeping Hook Week | Day One I have two luxuries to brood over…your Loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.

Aurora presses her lips to the paper and breathes in the scent that still clings to it, the bite of salty sea air as fresh as if she were aboard The Jolly Roger once more. The letter is a goodbye. In her heart she knows this and in her heart she knows it’s the right thing. But for a moment—call it weakness or sentiment—she imagines it’s a simple correspondence. She imagines writing a letter in return to her captain, as though any day he’ll return to her and stand at her side. But he won’t; he never will. You were born to be queen to a desert land and I’m a pirate. The sea is my home. For our entire lives Fate has been telling us we were not meant to be. Her time with him is over, but she will always have that piece of him, ink on paper, and the memory of his voice, rough as sandstone on their last night together. She squares her shoulders and returns the letter to its hiding place, remembering that her people are counting on her. She is The Queen, The Queen of the Sands. And Pirate Queen.

[ouat-reblog-if]

Reblog if you ship Sleeping Hook!

[fanfictionandcats]

wounds only you can mend

[ day 1 of SLEEPING HOOK WEEK: “can’t pretend” + theme: family ] 

( lil fluffy domestic drabble idk (◡‿◡✿) )

[fanfictionandcats]

Love, I have wounds / only you can mend, you can mend. / I guess that’s love / I can’t pretend, I can’t pretend. / Feel, my skin is rough, / But it can be cleansed, it can be cleansed.

Bright morning light slants through the room, waking him up. Blinking his eyes open, he rolls over quietly, and checks the clock. With a slow shock, he realizes what day today is.

He tries not to think about it as he slides out from under Aurora’s arm, leaving her to burrow deeper into the thick, white comforter and sigh contently.

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[allyouneedismagic-ouat]

#SleepingHook 

So you see, this world doesn’t matter to me I’ll give up all I had just to breathe The same air as you till the day that I die I can’t take my eyes off of you This world doesn’t matter to me I’ll give up all I had just to breathe The same air as you till the day that I die I can’t take my eyes off of you

[nataliesmoulder]

 inspired by x

It is a normal day for both of them.

She glances in the mirror as she fixes her expression one more time in a impermeable mask before she goes out into the yard, anticipating her suitor’s imminent arrival. 

He glances behind him to make sure nobody is watching as he shuts the door quietly behind him. 

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[fanfictionandcats]

bad boys ain't no good, good boys ain't no fun

[ day 3 of SLEEPING HOOK WEEK: “youth knows no pain" ]

+ read on ao3

(started off as a greasers / Outsiders AU but evolved from there.)

[fanfictionandcats]

Mighty youth, here and now / So come on honey cut yourself to pieces / Come on honey give yourself completely / And do it all though you can’t believe it / Youth knows no pain.

“That’s gorgeous.” Ella says, fingers hovering over the glass window of the store. Behind it is a pleated light blue skirt, dressed fashionably on a plastic model. “My mother would never let me get it, though, she’ll say it’s too short.”

The girls move on, passing advertisements for Johnson’s suntan oil and new ironing boards as they go. A man from a cadillac on the street whistles at them, and Ella giggles and waves.

They cross the street, and she locks eyes on him by accident.

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[calculated2stagger]

You & I Alone (Hook x Aurora Flashfic)

When the others had all gone off in their own directions, neither the princess nor the pirate had expected to wind up travelling together.  

 "So do you think you’ll miss it, Princess?“ he asked as they stopped to let their horses rest. The lack of the Jolly Roger was a long story involving an unhappy dragon and some daring maneuvers in their journey to take Mulan back to her homeland and ailing father. 

"Miss what?” she asked.  

“Travelling, adventure,” he glanced at her over his shoulder with a curious expression that was steadily becoming familiar to her, “Freedom." 

Aurora wanted to answer yes. Honestly, she would miss all of it, even the sore feet and dirty clothes. Because she knew that once she took back on the mantle of a ruler she would never have true freedom again. 

 "Probably,” she eventually responded. Then, with as much lightness of tone as she could muster, she added, “I will definitely miss the company." 

 "Even me?" 

She glanced at him quickly enough to catch the rapid flash of irritated scowl as it crossed his visage. He hadn’t meant to ask that she realized.

Of course he hadn’t, she thought viciously. What would a pirate do with a princess as fragile and guileless as herself? Whatever the unspoken tensions stretched between them might be, she was at best a damaged pearl too far from the sea for his liking.

And yet conniving Killian Jones had somehow become everything she wanted.  She would miss him terribly.

She would miss him, "The most." 

[crestair]

There is a tale of a princess and a pirate, of love found, of liberation. It starts with a princess captured, not in a land far, far away, but on a ship storming the seas. It starts with a pirate who underestimated, who had a hook for a hand because of revenge?his own doing?a crocodile? because of something evil–but not as evil as him, the stories say. But the stories don’t say much, and they don’t tell of the truth: that the captain didn’t take the princess, (that she wasn’t captured at all), that she wanted to go with him. 

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[elementilda]

I watch this fanvid all the time. I don’t even know why I love it so much.

[sheepstealers]

but I remember you