Anonymous asked:
Hi Raines! Can you write a childhood/high school sweetheart story for CS? Your choice. Thanks in advance.
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let-it-raines answered:
He met her when they were five years old, and the first thing he noticed about her is that she had bright yellow hair that was as long as his mother’s. He now knows that yellow is more aptly described as blonde – but often golden when it comes to Emma – and that her hair wasn’t quite as long as his mother’s. But he was young and decided that he loved her (and her hair) that first day.
So he asked her to be his girlfriend. She said no, citing that her dad told her she couldn’t date boys until she was at least eighty, and he decided then that he’d wait for her until he was eighty. It seems ridiculous, and maybe it was, but somehow he just knew that Emma Nolan was special.
He kissed her for the first time, or really she kissed him for the first time, when they were seven and in the second grade. It was behind the slides, and he’s honestly not sure if her lips even really touched his. But it was beautiful and amazing, and her pale cheeks blushed red. When he asked why she did it, she said that she wanted to and her mom said she didn’t have to wait until she was eighty to like a boy like her dad said.
When they were ten his mum moved his family back to England, and he cried for an entire day thinking about leaving Emma. He’d spent nearly every day by her side, even during the summer months, and suddenly he was being ripped away only to move back into a small home that was cold and smelled of fish. His mum said it was too expensive to call Emma, but he was allowed to write her.
So he did, but it was never quite the same.
He was fourteen when his mum died, the cancer taking her quickly and without a lot of pain, and it was Liam’s decision to move them away from England. When he asked Killian where he wanted to go, he knew his answer immediately.
Boston.
It was the week after his fifteenth birthday when he saw Emma Nolan again, and she ran into his embrace so quickly that he could do nothing but hold her. Tightly. She was so different than she was the last time he saw her, but then again, five years is a lot of time when you’re young. Her hair was as long and as blonde as usual, cascading down her back in soft waves that reminded him of the ocean. Her eyes were just the same as well, but they didn’t seem so bright. There was something more dull, muted, and he ached to know what could possibly dull the sunshine that is his Emma.
And he wanted to fix it. Or at least to have her allow him into her heart. She’s Emma. She didn’t need him to fix anything, but she allowed him to anyways.
He was seventeen when they finally kissed again, and this time he knew that her lips touched his, soft and warm against him in the back row of a darkened movie theater. He has no clue what was playing on the screen, and to this day, he still doesn’t care.
He was still seventeen when he told her he loved her for the first time on a broken breath and a fluttering heart. He remembers everything about the moment. He remembers the way it was three in the morning and the moonlight shone in her open window from where he’d come in just after midnight. He was a bloody fool sneaking into a detective’s home to fool around with his daughter, but he was in love and nothing else mattered. She said the words back, giggling under the covers before kissing him like her life depended on it. He’s sure that his did.
They were eighteen when they went to different schools four hours apart, the scholarships they received keeping them from attending the same universities. In the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t that far, but at the time there might as well have been another ocean between them. But there wasn’t. It was just a few turns and an interstate away, and he’d skip Friday afternoon psychology and Monday morning calculus just to be with her, even if she was the one traveling to see him that weekend.
He scraped by with a C in both of them, and it was worth it.
They were twenty when she broke up with him over the phone, the stress and distance too much, and he missed a project deadline to go see her and try to fight for them. He found her in her dorm room crying, and he cried with her, trying to comfort her even if he was the one who broke her. But they talked and yelled and broke down until it was better.
Missing the deadline was definitely worth it.
Missing Emma, well, he never wanted to do that again.
The two of them graduated when they were twenty-two, and the ceremonies were at the same time so they skyped with each other so they could watch the other walk across the stage. Afterward they met in the middle, along with her parents and Liam, and he knew that he never had to be separated from her again.
They moved into together two weeks later, and they spent more time on the mattress on the floor of their bedroom moving together than actually moving in.
Yeah, that was definitely worth it.
He bought a ring, a singular diamond with a gold band, when he was twenty five and more in love than he ever before. She said yes before he could even ask, apparently having found it in the sock drawer the week before, and that kiss is his favorite of all.
It took longer than he expected for them to actually get married, life and jobs and all of the changes getting in the way, but then the summer before his twenty-eighth birthday she walked down an aisle in a white dress and hair that flowed down her back, again in waves just like the ocean. She became his wife and he her husband, and during their first dance she joked that she’d been breaking her dad’s dating rule for two decades now.
He was thirty when they welcomed their first child, the most handsome young lad he’s ever laid his eyes on, and he felt flutters of happiness and joy in his chest no matter how tired and exhausted and bloody miserable he was when they hadn’t slept.
But then they did it again when they were thirty two, and that time they knew a little better at how to hold a baby and change clothes and sleep. But those same flutters of happiness and joy always stayed around.
He met the love of his life when he was five, and though things have been far from perfect, she’s perfect to him, even as her hair grays and wrinkles form over the smoothness of her skin. The same happens to him, and they grow with each other, sometimes growing apart but always growing back together.
They’re eighty when he looks at her while sitting on their front porch swing (yes, they do have one of those now), and smiles. “Hey, my love, it looks like I can finally date you now.”
The Head, The Eye & The Heart
A/N: Wishing a very, very happy Christmas to my lovely secret santa recipient, @hookedonapirate! It’s been such a pleasure talking to you for the last few weeks, and I hope you like your gift. A huge thank you as well goes to @cssecretsanta2k18 for organizing this wonderful event this year! Happy Christmas everyone!
Summary: Emma Swan admires Killian Jones much more than she would like anyone to know. A few drinks, some karaoke, and a little matchmaking at the office Christmas party gives her the opportunity to get to know him better, but can Emma give Killian a chance, or will she close herself off to the possibility of romance?
Word Count: ~7000
Links: ao3 | FFnet
To photograph: it is to put on the same line of sight the head, the eye and the heart. - Henri Cartier-Bresson
Emma scrolled through the images on the screen, her heart stuttering with each shot she saw. As usual, the images that had been uploaded were phenomenal, and she couldn’t decide which one was her favourite. Killian Jones, the star photographer of The Storybrooke Photography Co., was more talented than anyone Emma had ever seen, and she couldn’t resist looking at his photographs whenever he uploaded a new assignment to their server. There was just something about them that made her feel… magical. She often found herself jealous of his ability, when all she could do was sign paychecks for the staff (and privately think that, despite the large sum that Killian raked in for his photos, it wasn’t nearly enough).
This particular assignment was a series of photos of Ellie Goulding, recording acoustics in Abbey Road Studio. The setting itself would have been iconic, but Killian had managed to capture the emotion in her eyes, and somehow Emma seemed to know exactly what songs were being sung in each photo. She hovered over one, clicking to enlarge the image. Somehow she just knew it was Dead in the Water. Her favourite song. She could see the anguish written plainly across her face, etched in every muscle. It was just a photograph, but somehow it seemed to move with emotion.
“Hey Emma!”
Mary Margaret startled Emma out of her daydream as she poked her head through the door to Emma’s office. She quickly closed out of the photo server, pulling up her accounting sheets and trying to look innocent. She didn’t want anyone in the office to know how much time she spent looking at Killian’s photos.
“What’s up?” Emma asked curiously.
“I was wondering if you could give me a hand organizing the office Christmas party this year,” Mary Margaret answered with a sheepish grin.
“Oh, I don’t know, I’m not that into Christmas and I’m definitely not a party person,” Emma protested, starting to shake her head.
“Please Emma!” Mary Margaret pleaded. “Usually David helps me plan it, but he’s home with the baby and –“
Emma sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing. Mary Margaret was able to convince her to do just about anything when she mentioned her husband and their cute little son. David was another photographer with the company, though he mostly focused on animals and wildlife rather than people, capturing stunning shots of nature. They had gotten married a little over a year ago, and then had their son in September. Mary Margaret had come back to work when her maternity leave ended, and David had decided to take a sabbatical to stay home and take care of the baby.
“Okay, fine, but let’s not go too crazy with the party this year,” Emma said, raising an eyebrow. Mary Margaret had a tendency to plan very elaborate parties, especially when it came to Christmas.
Mary Margaret rolled her eyes and laughed lightly in response.
“Christmas parties should be at least a little bit crazy,” she joked as she turned to leave. “Coffee later to start planning?”
“Sure,” Emma agreed, turning back to her work.
Disney This or That: Throw me some in my ask!
1. Mickey or Donald?
2. Minnie or Daisy?
3. Cinderella or Snow White?
4. Disney or Pixar?
5. Marvel or Star Wars?
6. Heroes or Villains?
7. Tangled or Frozen?
8. Elsa or Anna?
9. Kristoff or Hans?
10. Eugene or Flynn?
11. Long haired Rapunzel or short haired Rapunzel?
12. Cars or Planes?
13. Ariel or Belle?
14. The Lion King or Beauty and the Beast?
15. Michael Eisner or John Lasseter?
16. Mulan or Pocahontas?
17. Disney World or Disneyland?
18. Disneyland Park or California Adventure?
19. Magic Kingdom or EPCOT?
20. Hollywood Studios or Animal Kingdom?
21. Disney Princesses or Disney Fairies?
22. Lumiere or Cogsworth?
23. Timon or Pumbaa?
24. Tweedle Dee or Dum?
25. The Golden Age or the Renaissance?
26. The Dark Age or the Post-Renaissance?
27. Princess and the Frog Wreck it Ralph?
28. Sugar Rush or Fix it Felix Jr.?
29. Oozma Kappa or ROR?
30. Buzz Lightyear or Woody?
31. Sully or Mike Wazowski?
32. Tinkerbell or Wendy?
33. Sebastian or Flounder?
34. Big Thunder Mountain or Space Mountain?
35. Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween Party or Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party?
36. Disney movies or music?
37. Disney dolls or stuffed animals?
38. Renaissance heroines or Revival heroines?
39. Louis or Ray?
40. Charlotte or Nakoma?
41, Prince Charming or Snow Prince?
42. Flynn Rider or Aladdin?
43. Pascal or Maximus?
44. Maleficent or the Evil Queen?
45. Mother Gothel or Frollo?
46. Colors of the Wind or Part or your World?
47. Reflection or a Whole New World?
48. For the First Time in Forever or Let It Go?
49. When You Wish Upon a Star or Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah?
50. Wreck it Ralph or Fix it Felix?
51. Olaf or Sven?
52. Merida or Elinor?
53. Llama Kuzco or human Kuzco?
54. Beast or Adam?
55. Lotso or Stinky Pete?
56. Blizzard Beach or Typhoon Lagoon?
57. Downtown Disney Marketplace or Westside?
58. Face characters or Fur characters?
59. CGI or hand-drawn Disney films?
60. Oliver or Dodger?
61. Pooh or Tigger?
62. Chicken Little or Home on the Range?
63. Bambi or Thumper?
64. Voyage of the Little Mermaid or BATB Live on Stage?
65. Sofia the First or Jake the Neverland Pirate?
66. Tower of Terror or Rockin’ Rollercoaster?
67. Aurora’s blue or pink gown?
68. Belle’s yellow gown or provincial dress?
69. Ariel with fins or legs?
70. Anna’s adventure clothes or coronation gown?
71. Mulan’s pink dress or soldier gear?
72. Tiana’s Bayou gown or Almost There dress?
73. Jaq or Gus?
74. Lady or Tramp?
75. Rapunzel and Flynn or Anna and Kristoff?
76. Ariel and Eric or Aladdin and Jasmine?
77. Aurora and Philip or Cinderella and Charming?
78. Hercules or Hades?
79. Disney Channel or Disney Junior?
80. Prince Edward or Robert Philip?
81. Esmeralda or Megara?
82. Turkey legs or Mickey Ice Cream bars?
83. New or old Fantasyland?
84. Dole Whips or Churros?
85. Wishes or Illuminations?
Anonymous asked:
Hello. I'm pretty new to tumblr. Do you have any advice on people to follow where I can enjoy captain Swan content but limit my interaction with s7 stuff?
mrs-emma-swan-jones answered:
Hello there! I have a few people in mind who don’t post s7, but if you really want to follow a lot of the amazing CSers in this fandom, then my recommendation would be to filter tags. Everyone I follow that posts about s7 has been really great about tagging their s7 posts, so if you go into your settings and go to the filter section, I would type in tags like ouat s7, once upon a time season 7, ouat season 7, and any characters you want to avoid like wish hook, officer rogers, alice jones, etc… That’s what I’ve done and I have a very delightful experience while still getting to follow so many amazing people! Now, as for some blogs you can follow (some of which do post s7, but they always tag their posts), I recommend:
@cat-sophia, @xemmaloveskillianx, @lizacstuff, @captainstudmuffin, @eaglescoutrogerjones, @captainpoe, @alexandralyman, @scribblecat27, @flslp87, @blowmiakisscolin, @emme1013, @happinessisblooming, @gentlesleaze, @windywondeeland, @liketenerifesea, @onceland, @swanemma, @swanshope, @jennifer-morrison, @emmandhook, @killiarious, @tlynnwords, @overlordofthelollipopguild, @odonowest, @captainswanseven, @captainswanouat, @just-be-magnificent, and so many more that I’m probably forgetting (if I did forget you please don’t hold it against me!!).
Anyone else who doesn’t post season 7, or at least tags their season 7 posts, feel free to reblog this!
captainswancygnet asked:
For the random ask thing, what's your favorite OUAT episode? :-)
Does ‘whichever one’s have the most Captain Swan moments’ count as an answer? Lol
Really though, I can tell you I have a permanent soft spot for the Captain Swan movie (s3 finale). The Captain Swan kiss at the end is the first thing I remember seeing from OUAT and it still gives me goose bumps!
As I also love pretty much any and all musicals, the wedding episode is also worth a mention for me!
If you want an episode not Captain Swan related, I’d actually probably say the pilot. I really like it.Thank you so so much for asking! :)
Matthew: When you said ‘magic in bed’ this isn’t exactly what I had in mind…
Diana: Is this your card?
Matthew [softly]: Holy shit.
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