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Emma, Killian & Past Hook.

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I’ve uploaded my first ever fanfic, very smutty.

My take on Emma & Killian’s first time as a real couple.

Let me know what you think and feel free to send any prompts that I can try my best to write!

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Whumptober

My first piece for @ouatprompts Whumptober.

13th October: Shocking Sunday! Unrequited Love - Betrayal - “You may not need me, but I need you.”

I’m doing this a little differently. I will be drawing the prompt and adding an extract to go with it.

AU: Set In The Underworld, Neal Never Died.

Emma leaned into Neal’s body, a smirk plastering her face. “How could I ever love someone like you when I can have someone like Neal?” She let the words drip with disdain, watching as Killian’s face fell. “You’re just a pirate, Hook. You’ll never be worthy of me or my family. You’ll forever be that lonely, ruthless villain you were when we met. I don’t need you. I will never need you. My life is so much better without you in it.”

Killian’s gaze hardened, but beneath the surface, pain flickered. “You may not need me, but I need you,” he replied, his voice calm, yet laced with desperation. “You may think you’re better off, but without you, I’m just a shadow lost in the dark.”

Emma’s expression softened for a moment, the hallucination threatening to crumble. But she steadied herself, the bitter remnants of Hades’ influence pulling her back. “Neal is everything you’re not. He’s a part of my life, my future. I never loved you Hook. I transformed you into The Dark One knowing how much it would hurt. I knew the torment it would bring having Rumplestiltskin cursed inside your mind. To be haunted by the very person you spent centuries trying to defeat.”

Tears threatened to spill from Killian’s eyes, but he refused to show any signs of weakness. He examined her as he always did, looking for signs of a lie but his beaten state had left his ability to read her very hazy, and therefore inconclusive.

“Running that blade through you was the easiest decision I have ever made. You are my biggest regret. Merely a ghost of my past.

Killian did all he could to maintain himself. Her green eyes seemed to be empty, void-less. It was almost like she wasn’t even there. “Perhaps,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “But even ghosts can haunt the hearts of the living.”