I prefer dashing rapscallion

[swashbucklingpirate]

*pokes da' Hook* Wakey Wakey Captain.

“Oi, Swan, it’s bad form to poke a dying man!!”

[swashbucklingpirate]

4 Hooks in a chat

Sounds like the beginning of a poor joke, but it’s just reality. @hookedpirate, @captxinjones, @thepiratehero and me.

[laelia]

[askifwehaveavocados-a]

“Except there’s a difference between then and now,” she pointed out. “Back then, you were full of vengeance and you didn’t give a shit. Now? …well, I speak from personal experience when I say that when you actually care, drinking only makes things worse.” They were undoubtedly words Killian didn’t want to hear, but if it were possible to spare him the inevitable downward spiral that came with emotional drinking, that would be enough for her. 

[swashbucklingpirate]

“What else do you suggest then, Ruby?” He was willing to take her advice. She had her own set of life experiences that Killian was not about to dismiss. He expected people to not dismiss his life experience, so he was not doing it to others either. “How can you numb it? Or stop it, even just for a minute, Ruby? How... I was right here when I sucked them into this hat. And I don#t even have a bloody clue if they’re still alive in there. How do I stop this, Ruby? When I go back upstairs to my room, I will just see them again in my dreams. I will see him hurting Emma. Alcohol takes it away. It’s horrible in the morning, but at least I have an hour or so of freedome, so please, tell me.”

[heroicswan-blog-deactivated2021]

( @swashbucklingpirate )

   Her mind was still clouded, still haunted by the shadow of the    former Dark One and Emma couldn’t stop it, no matter how     hard she tried. She desperately wanted to. Her inner fight might    not have been visible yet, it weakened her day by day. Only at    the idea of both, her son and Killian, they managed to get her    out of the castle, so she could get her mind off of things. Walking    alongside the pirate, Emma kept quiet, still battling the demons in    her head when Killian spoke to her. “I’m sorry Killian, what did you    say?”

[swashbucklingpirate]

The worry was clear in Killians eyes, in the way he held his body. He had to worry about her. This darkness was bad news, but the voice in her head - he had experiences with voices, he knew it was not good at all. All he wanted was for his Swan to be happy, for her and her son. And now it seemed so distant, so far away.

“I said you should look at the tree over there. It carries gorgeous flowers, almost as beautiful as you are.”

[sweetassswan]

❀ pipe issue ❀

[sweetassswan]

❀ @swashbucklingpirate

“Sorry… I just… Um…” Emma knew she overstepped her boundaries but the man was used to it. He had lived with it and that was something she hasn’t seen. “I was just… I haven’t seen one. Sorry again.” She could feel her cheeks burning and cleared her throat to try and focus herself. 

“There is the problem.” She pointed towards the pipe that needed fixing. “You should take a look at it and maybe fix it?”

[swashbucklingpirate]

“Don’t worry about it, lass.” Killian said. He usually brushed it off. It was like he had  had the prosthetic for most of his life, even though it wasn’t the case, at least not to his knowledge. “It would be quite ugly underneath. I can tell you about it, if you want.” he’d happily be open about it, after he fixed the issue, or while fixing it. 

Once she showed it to him, he lowered himself to look at it. “I think I have an idea. This might take a few hours. You should fill the bathtub and a few pots with water. I’m pretty sure I’ll be finished come nightfall, but just in case something goes wrong, we want to be safe rather than sorry, aye, lass?”

[heroicswan-blog-deactivated2021]

It didn’t take long for Emma to shake his hand. “Emma Swan. Single mom and not famous. Well, apart for my pancakes. My son loves my pancakes. Sorry—- that probably doesn’t even interest you.” she smiled apologetically at the man. He probably didn’*t bother with her boring life ( nevertheless, she loved it ) so the blonde tried to drop it soon enough – until she remembered why she came here in the first place. “Right, what do I have to take care of again?”

[swashbucklingpirate]

“Pancakes? Maybe I’ll get the honor to taste your famous pancakes one day.” Probably not appropriate, but anything was fine with him to make this situation less weird. After all he had to ask her for her help with an issue that might ruin his entire bloody career and maybe his private life as well. He knew, logically, that he had to have it checked up, but he was scared, super scared actually. 

“The food. On the stove. I’m not capable of lifting it off one handed.”

[thelxstsavior-deactivated201604]

    ❝ …no, not really. it just i can’t get him out of my head. i think i’m going crazy, killian. ❞

[swashbucklingpirate]

“You’re not going crazy, Swan.” It was hard on her, everyone could see it, but she was not going crazy. “There is nothing out of the ordinary about this. It’s how this curse, this darkness works, I think. Don’t beat yourself up about it, Swan.”

[swashbucklingpirate]

@heroicswan

It had been a day they spent following the ship, in secret, before Captain Hook decided to let them go for it. It was a ship sailing under a wrong flag. One of the guards on board had made the bitter mistake of wearing the Kings coat of Arms. Misthaven. Whatever they carried had to be valuable and he needed it. Killian gave his men the order to take over the ship and helped as well, though he was careful. Those rats needed a captain.

Killian watched them take down the guards, the sailors. Those who surrendered were spared. He still needed them, maybe. With all the men down, Killian followed the men to the Captains Quarters. There he saw her for the first time. She was a gorgeous young woman, proud. But it was what was decorating the room at the moment, the chest traveling with the woman in there: The tiara was a dead giveaway. Crown Jewels. The princess. She was just perfect for what he needed.

“Bring her over to the Jolly. Lock her into my quarters. And to be clear: Anyone who touches her will be swimming with the sharks tonight.” He wouldn’t let them touch the girl, the princess. But he had something to deal with here. “Smee, you make sure she gets there unharmed.”

[thelxstsavior-deactivated201604]

@swashbucklingpirate​ gets a random thing

        ❝ i’m fine.. i’m not WORRIED at all.  ❞

[swashbucklingpirate]

“Swan... that doesn’t sound too convincing. Are you sure?”

[heroicswan-blog-deactivated2021]

  “Killian? What is it?” Deep down, however, he knew.     Both men couldn’t be more different but there was    one person they both cared about more than anyone    else; Emma.

[swashbucklingpirate]

“It’s Emma, your sister.” Of course he knew what Emma he was referring to. What other Emma could Killian possibly mean? “She came to me today. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to try to save her.”

[swashbucklingpirate]

@heroicswan

“Emmett - I need to speak to you.”

[officerrogers]

#yeah guys, pick something better #because if we barely survived now #next time we’d all be dead #for definite

[heroicswan-blog-deactivated2021]

       The blonde gave him a small nod, still slightly uncomfortable. Usually,         she didn’t bother however, his visit took her by surprise so Emma couldn’t        help but feel this way. As they entered his appartement, the female        glanced around for a bit, not being able to hide her curiosity – until he        called out for her. “Yes, Swan it is. Although I generally prefer just         Emma.” A smile formed on her lips, making her small dimples stand out        a little. “Then I guess I was right? You are a public person? Well, you        don’t have to worry about me; I am neither interested in celebrities nor        in other people’s business. My lips are sealed.”

[swashbucklingpirate]

“Yes, since birth. The kind of public person that never had a chance.” he began. She really didn’t know him then? This was such a pleasant surprise to him. He was used to people recognizing him and it was so hard to just meet someone who was not interested in him as a songwriter, singer and what not. Oh millionaire, right, though she might not be able to assume this by what she saw in this apartment. “Killian Jones.” He held out his remaining hand for her to shake, should she want it.

[thesavednotthesavior-deactivate]

"Swan, you're the most gorgeous woman in existence." (swashbucklingpirate)

“Even as the Dark One?” she smiled, not expecting the compliment.

[thesavednotthesavior-deactivate]

His words chased the Dark One from her mind momentarily, leaving just Emma. She moved forward and hugged him tightly, leaning her head against his shoulder and just keeping him close.  “I love you,” she whispered.  It was easier, now that she had already said it once before.  She clung to him, wishing that moment could just freeze.  Where she was just Emma and the Dark One wasn’t whispering in her ear and forcing her hand.

[swashbucklingpirate]

“And I love you, Swan. Dark One or not. I will always love you.” He would always be devoted to her. He lost his heart to her, he did not want it back. He would find a solution. He would find a way to take the darkness out of her and relieve her of it. And if he couldn’t do it, he’d devote himself to her either way. “Come, I think we have a bit of privacy somewhere.”

[askifwehaveavocados-a]

There was surprise - maybe even confusion - written plainly across his features at the offered gesture of comfort, though Ruby made no move to retract her touch. It was something he seemed to need at that moment, whether he realized it or not.

“You did fight. You can sit here and keep blaming yourself for something you had no control over, or you can help figure out a solution. Sulking and rum isn’t going to get you very far.” Though her tone was stern, there was a small, encouraging smile on her lips.

[swashbucklingpirate]

“I am trying to find a solution to this, with the Lady Belle.” he explained slowly. Even if he was drinking, it would make no difference to the research he conducted with Belle. “Belle kicked me out. Said I needed a break.” and he did. That was what got him here. He needed a drink, something to numb him enough so he could eventually sleep relatively dreamless. “So for what I need the drink for it will work: To numb the pain. It worked before. For centuries.”

[horrifyingmiiracle-archive-deac]

swashbucklingpirate

     “I have a MISSION, and nothing v’ill stand in my w a y.”

[swashbucklingpirate]

“I don’t know. I’m pretty sure that giant red monster is trying to stand in your way and succeeding so far. Any plans?”