A virtual bookshelf of my Captain Swan fics! Links are for ao3. You will find:
Finished Works
Unfinished Words
Coming Soon
Some of these pics are.. bad. But I’ve grown in my art attempts, so I keep them to remind myself.. no matter where we start, we always have room to grow.
Finished Works:
Murphy’s Law - 28k words - 8 chapters
Emma dreams about the first 6 seasons of OUAT, and then wakes up to the real world. Except now, weird shit keeps happening.
Alternate Timeline - 143k words - 15 chapters
AKA Captain Swan Kitchen Sink. Enchanted forest, no curse. This was basically a practice document. Test myself, see what I was capable of writing. There are some moments I am so very proud of.. and some that are cringe.
Shipping Wars - 1620 words - OS
Rewrite of Emma arriving in SB in a modern AU. No EF, no magick, no curse, yet canon events stay pretty similar. I meant to continue this, but I can’t bring myself to write Emma with anyone other than Killian, so it’s staying as is. (Belongs in Graveyard WIPS, last on the list.)
Time after Time - 1230 words - OS
Another OS that I meant to turn into something bigger. This one is about 9/11 and nods to the real “man with the red bandana”. Never Forget. (Belongs in Graveyard WIPS, last on the list.)
Regina’s Revenge - 32k words - 8 chapters (part one)
A story about Regina dealing with Cora’s death, and what she could do to break Emma in revenge against Snow. Emma breaking is part two, and is in progress.
Collision - 367 words - OS
Me attempting to write sad emotions, SF breakup. CS ideas on the back burner. (extra chapters belong in Graveyard WIPS, last on the list.)
Pre-Wedding Scene - 569 words - OS
Just a little snippet of Emma and Killian not meeting before their wedding. This led me to write Irish Betrothal.
Heat & Ice - 6k words - OS
No curse AU, Emma finds herself in a frozen pickle, while Hook is struggling through the worst heatwave of his life. Opposites collide.
NYE One Shot - 1500 words - OS
Just a little meet-cute.
Unexpected Miracles - 558 words - OS
Teeny-Tiny OS to help grieve a lost friend.
Irish Betrothal
Two lonely souls separated by thousands of miles somehow find each other in the most unlikely of ways: a blind betrothal. With actual marriage. Getting them there is only half the battle - it's after the wedding where the fun begins.
Extras - Irish Betrothal
Bonus content for IB, currently marked as complete (but absolutely updatable if I find more deleted scenes or if I get inspired in the IB universe).
Unfinished Works: (less details until these are complete)
Chaos (the unplanned pregnancy one)
A one night stand. A coma. And two people who feel drawn to each other. What could possibly go wrong?
Connect the Prompts
The CS story YOU, the reader, directs. Chapter one was a whim from a conversation, and the rest is reader guided. (And this is so. much. fun. to write!)
Virginity for Sale
At 17, Emma decides she’ll sell her virginity as soon as she’s legal..
Lost Memory
Amnesia, witness protection, the fickle memory.. Emma doesn't even know her real name yet.
Smutcapades
Um. The smutty one.. for practice purposes lol (prompts and criticism are welcome)
Graveyard WIPS
I blame Muse for this. So, whenever I find a scrapped WIP, I'll post here.. because I have saves everywhere, and I can never bring myself to fully delete..
Threads of Destiny - Hurt/Comfort for Jrob64. So this starts with a bang and it just keeps going. Jrob64 gave me a bingo card of pain that I used to make a rough plot..
The Journal - My CSSNS ghost story fic for 2023! It all begins with a book lost to time.. A story unfinished, dying to be told
S1Cursed!Killian fic - Now I have to decide if I’m going ahead with the chapter in Graveyard (that got a lot more love than I was expecting), or the story idea that put it in the Graveyard. Or both?
(I’m going to turn the contents of my day at the mall into a poem for @isolatedphenomenon, because I’ve finally figured out what a happy ending is)
The mall was nice, but there was a lot of people, so I was on edge a lot. I think the worst moment of the entire experience was when I knocked down some video games from a shelf and the guy employee put his hand on my shoulder. I moved away as fast as I could, but my right shoulder still feels like it has a layer of grime on it.
The one thing I really wanted to do (sit and people-watch, write some poetry while she did some sketches, and play ukulele and just talk and relax) didn’t happen, but that’s okay. I had a good time anyway, and she said she had a good time too. She found a jacket that makes her look like the astronaut I always see her as, and I found some hair bows with icing and sprinkles that make me feel confident. Expectations aren’t everything.
And then, as she finally told me it was time to go, the unexpected happened. My favorite Panic! at the Disco song came on, and she started singing. i begged her not to take me home, but she said that she had to. But then: “Wanna go to Barnes & Nobel?” And we spent another half hour perusing through shelves. I can’t think of anything more beautiful than that moment when she agreed that we shouldn’t go home just yet, and that we should spontaneously go to look at books. I was hit hard again by how perfect she is, by how much I love her.
That moment, when I was sure everything was all over, but she reopened the experience all over again, unexpectedly-- that was breathtakingly beautiful.
Then, when we got back into the car, the feeling started creeping in a little, and I began to feel unsettled again, but the pain wasn’t as sharp as it had been before. I didn’t feel so acutely the need to beg her not to take me home, because I felt like I had already been granted a gift, I had already been granted my greatest wish.
And then, unexpected moment #2: She turned onto the Peter J. Biondi Bypass, knowing that it is a very special road for me, because he was a very important man in my life, and told me to watch the sky and the sunset. This was really breathtakingly beautiful. It warmed up my insides, and she sang so sweetly that it took away all the pain in my body. She even sang a silly song at my request that made me laugh.
Then, we passed the road leading to Madie’s house and we started creeping up towards the final turn that would lead to my house. I swallowed and asked, “Can we just, drive past?” Miraculously, she listened and kept going. That was the strawberry icing on the cupcake.
I have never been so grateful in all my life for the perfect angel that is @melmov. Thank you for everything you do for me. Thank you for not letting today end, and thank you for dragging it out just long enough that I still feel okay even though it is over. Thank you for checking up on me after, and thank you for existing. Oh, and thanks for letting me buy you an early birthday present. :) I love you more than anything.
A magnet doesn’t force things to come to it; it simply holds its frequency, and the attraction happens naturally. 🧲✨
When you constantly stress over exactly how your wealth or success will arrive, you create resistance. You are effectively locking the vault. An "unexpected miracle" is just the universe responding to an energy shift you finally allowed yourself to make. It happens the moment you stop micromanaging the universe and simply open the door.
Stop chasing. Start attracting. The vault of infinite abundance is already yours; you just have to turn the dial and let go of the "how."
Reblog this to lock in this frequency and open your vault today. 🚪💛
Still laughing about Rowan not getting any now that he's knocked Aelin up. Hopefully it wont last much longer. Poor guy can't catch a break 😂😂
Wellll, if Elide was 6 months pregnant at that point, Aelin would have been 3-4. So, hate to say it, but Rowan had quite a few more months to endure. 😂😂😂