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darkangel1791 · 3 days
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Sebastian Stan as Jefferson/The Mad Hatter
ONCE UPON A TIME S1-S3
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Charming: *mumbling in latin*
Hook: for the last time, i'm not a demon and you can't exorcize me.
Charming: worth a try.
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yellowbugifs · 3 days
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113/365 days of regina mills
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ouatsqincorrect · 3 days
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Emma: [takes a sip of milk and gags]
Emma: Oh my god, is this expired?
Emma: [takes another sip of milk]
Regina: [horrified]
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hooksmoak · 3 days
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366 Days of Killian Jones [113/366]
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Take a Break » Jefferson/Mad Hatter
Pairings: Husband!Jefferson x Wife/Teacher!Reader
Summary: Jefferson convinces his wife to take a break from grading papers.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, f receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, aftercare, use of pet names
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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“Sweetheart…” Jefferson’s voice softly echoed through yours and his home office, leaning against the doorframe.
“Now’s not a good time, Jefferson.” You say, not looking up from the stack of papers in front of you.
Jefferson sighed and pushed himself off the doorframe and walked in the office, closing and locking the door behind him before approaching the desk. He leaned down, kissing along your neck and shoulder, his teeth nipping on your skin hard enough to mark you up. You bit your bottom lip and tilted your head to the side to give him more access.
“Jefferson…” You breathed.
“You need to take a break, darling. You’ve been grading papers all evening.” He says in almost a whisper in your ear.
You opened your mouth to say something, but a gasp left your lips when you felt Jefferson’s hand disappear inside of your blouse and into your bra, gently squeezing one of your breasts. Your eyes fluttered shut and you melted into his touch. You felt your panties dampen.
“Jefferson, Grace is home.” You say.
“She’s spending the night at a friend’s house. We have the whole house to ourselves, honey.” He says.
He took his hand out of your blouse and began to unbutton it while his other hand disappeared underneath your skirt, rubbing your clit through your wet panties. You moved your hips against his hand, wanting more.
“You want more, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks huskily.
“Yes please!” You begged.
Jefferson pulled you up from the chair and pushed it aside. He turned you around and kissed you hungrily. He pushed your blouse off your shoulders, letting it fall it the floor. One of his hands expertly unclasped your bra. He pulled your skirt down your legs, letting it pool around your feet. You stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. His hand slid down your stomach and into your wet panties. His fingers rubbing from your clit to your tight entrance causing your pussy to clench around nothing.
“Jefferson, please…” You begged.
“Bend over the desk and spread your legs for me, darling.” He whispers in your ear.
You obeyed his orders, bending over the desk and spreading your legs and gave him a perfect view of your wet pussy, waiting for your husband to make the next move. He placed kisses along your spine before getting on his knees behind you. His hands grasped your thighs, placing kisses on them, making his way up to your pussy.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart that the only thing on your mind is me, your husband.” He says.
Your hands grasped onto the edge of the desk when his lips latched onto your clit, his tongue circling it. Your mouth fell open, moans of his name leaving your lips.
“Jefferson…” You gasped. “Oh yes!” You moaned.
His finger circled your entrance before sliding it inside of you causing your hands to grip the desk tighter.
“Oh fuck!” You moaned.
He move his finger at a decent pace while his tongue continued to flick your clit. His other hand snaked up your body, blindly finding it’s way to one of your breasts. His thumb and index finger pinched your nipple causing your cunt to clench around his finger at the sensation. Jefferson slid a second finger inside of you. Your jaw dropped, breathy moans leaving your lips. Your nails dug into the wood of the desk as his fingers and tongue fucked you.
“Yes! Oh fuck yes!” You moaned loudly when his fingers hit your sweet spot.
His tongue moved faster against your clit. His fingers moved faster, continuing to hit your sweet spot. He pinched your nipple again, this time a little hard which triggered your orgasm to start building up.
“Oh baby! I’m almost there!” You moaned.
“Give it to me, darling. Cum for me.” He says huskily.
His fingers pinched your nipple one more time before you came on his face and fingers. His fingers and tongue fucked you through your orgasm. Jefferson took his fingers out of your pussy and his lips off your clit. You leaned against the desk, catching your breath. Meanwhile, Jefferson was stripping himself out of his clothes. He hovered over you, turning your head to the side to kiss your lips.
“You’re being such a good girl for me.” Jefferson praises. “I think you deserve more. What you think, darling?” He asks softly.
“Mmm yes, I do.” You hummed in response.
Jefferson pumped his cock in his hand a couple times before lining it at your tight entrance, slowly sliding it inside of you, inch by inch. He turned your head again, kissing you once more when his cock was deep inside of you. His hands grasped your hips when he started thrusting. His thrusts were fast and loving.
“Always so fucking tight.” Jefferson moans, tilting his head back.
You felt every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls. Your hands gripped the edge of the desk tighter. His hands left your hips and slid up the front of your body, helping you stand up straight, your back against the front of his body. One of your hands continued to grip the edge of the desk while your other one found its way to his hair, your fingers tugging on it. His hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts and gave them a squeeze. A moan left your lips and your back arched off his body.
“Jefferson…” You moaned, your jaw dropping and your eyes fluttering shut.
Jefferson always takes your pleasure seriously, especially when you’ve been working hard and you deserve something for it.
“How are you feeling now, sweetheart?” Jefferson asks almost in a whisper.
“Amazing!” You gasped. “More!” You begged. “I want more!” You tell him.
“I’ll give you everything you want, my darling.” He says.
He didn’t just that. One of his hands snaked down the front of your body, stopping on your clit and began rubbing it in circles. A tingle went through your body when you felt the cool metal of his ring against your clit. One of your hands grasps Jefferson’s wrist to keep his hand in place. His fingers applied more pressure on your clit as he was rubbing it. A moan of his name left your lips. You arched your back in pleasure, pressing your breast more in his hand. Your head was against his shoulder. Your cunt clenched around his cock, feeling your orgasm building up.
“I know you’re close, sweetheart.” Jefferson says in your ear. “I know you’re on the edge. Cum for me.” He almost whispers, kissing your neck.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your jaw dropped, a moan of his name left your lips as you came. Jefferson fucked you through your orgasm, getting closer to his own orgasm. His thrusts got sloppy momentarily, but quickly regained it. A moan, followed by a curse word left his lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. He laid his forehead against your shoulder as his thrusts came to a halt. You two stood there for a moment, catching your breath. Jefferson pulled out of you and turned you around, holding you in his arms so you didn’t fall due to how wobbly your legs are at the moment.
“Feel better, honey?” Jefferson asks, kissing your lips sweetly.
“Mmm, much better. Thank you, baby.” You say against his lips.
“Let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” He says.
Let’s just say that grading papers was the last thing on your mind for the night.
🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩
-Bucky’s Doll
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shady-swan-jones · 1 day
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Captain Swan Fic Recs are back, baby! - April Edition
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Hello, cs friends! It's been like, what, seven years since I last did this? Who's counting. Enjoy the fruits of y'all's labour and some amazing stories. Keep writing, we need you
-Sophie
when Emma falls in love [from the vault] by @spartanguard
Inspired by "When Emma Falls In Love" by Taylor Swift, part of series based on songs from the vault
everyone's wondering why Emma doesn't screw the hot bartender already, it's not like he hasn't given signs. but with emma's romantic past it's not like she's throwing chances to anyone, scruffily attractive as they may be. yet, it's not her past that's worrisome. will they break the curse?
rated T | 6.2k words | AO3
Untie Me | captain swan fic | office romance | mature | 3/5 | 5.9k | in progress, by me
“Didn’t you pay attention to trigonometry, Jones?” she balances her weight on the stick, languidly, in a way that ticks something into his already drowsy brain.  “Is this the part where you offer to teach me, Swan?” he says, advancing to her. 
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I, lost, was passing by - by @dykelilypage
Five years ago, Emma's father had given her a necklace for her birthday. It was a beautiful ruby encased in a golden chain, that sat heavy on her chest. It was safe to say then, that Emma was more than a little bit pissed off to discover that it had been stolen from right around her neck. The one stroke of luck to the whole ordeal was that she knew exactly who had taken it. Killian Jones. rated E | 6267 words
love scare by @exhaustedpirate
it's a little canon-compliant one-shot that i place during the six weeks of peace, more specifically, like a day or so before 4B rated G | 922 words | ao3
Expecting a Secret [3/3] by @walviemort
Summary: After the events of 3x19, Killian is at his lowest after being rejected by Emma. When Snow’s labor turns out to be a false alarm, Zelena offers Killian a deal: she’ll leave the Charmings alone…if he gives her the baby she needs for her spell instead. There’s just one hitch: he has to keep it a secret. At least it will only take 10 days, right?
The Heart of a Villan (5/5) by @beckettj
There are only two people that can make me care about football: Ted Lasso and this. Words: 6181 ~ AO3
Perilous Harbor by @veryverynotgoodwrites
Emma Swan is heir apparent to her parents' kingdom in the Enchanted Forest, and a powerful wielder of light magic. This makes her the most wanted woman in the realm, not only for marriage, but for leverage against the king and queen. While her parents have been able to keep her safe so far, an attack is launched on Princess Emma that leaves her no choice but to seek the protection of her worst enemy - Killian Jones, infamous captain of the Jolly Roger and his pirate crew. ao3 in progress 19/23
a work of art by @sotangledupinit
“I always have to clean up your messes,” she mutters to herself angrily, eyes glaring down at the red liquid on the floor.
Between Waking Life and Our Dreams (12/?) by @nachocheese-itsmycheese
Season 3b canon divergence: Storybrooke is still missing when Emma, Killian, and Henry reach the town line. AO3 T
The Fluffy Problem by @ineffablecolors
"Oh, I'm going to have fun paying you back, Captain."
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The Cure for Loneliness (4/?) by @laianely
Killian went to the world without magic to finally kill Crocodile, but instead he met Emma in Gold's shop. And his whole life turned upside down overnight.
E 16k words in progress AO3
Pan Says... (8/?) by @hollyethecurious
After waking up in a strange room with a naked stranger, Emma and Killian must endure the twisted game their kidnapper insists they play in order to gain provisions and avoid punishments.
To Cleave Destiny by @iamstartraveller776
She was going to pass the night the same way she did every year in adulthood: by getting drunk enough to forget that the world was incredibly unfair. Ao3, in progress, T, 4k
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dinneratgrannys · 2 days
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He's trying to kill Emma.
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court-movie · 3 days
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sprnklersplashes · 2 days
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You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
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Season 6 Rumple in a nutshell tbh
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neverland93 · 1 day
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Peter Pan Imagine/ You like me.
“You son of a bitch!” You yell at Peter as you walk away, but as you walk he grabs your arm and brings you back to him.
“Don’t act like you don’t like this.” He says softly
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!” You get defensive.
“You like being controlled, you like me.” He looks deeps in your eyes
You were taken back and could barely think.
“So, I’ll do whatever I want to you, whenever I want, and you’ll let me. Because you want it-“ he says
“No.” You say looking down
“And you need it.” He pulls up your chin with the tip of his finger .
You swallow your dry spit and try to come back to reality.
“So princess, Neverland or no Neverland, I own you. Now, go to your room, strip off whatever dress the fairies made you this week, get into bed, and wait for me. Say yes.” He looks at you
“….Yes.” You say walking away and doing exactly what he says with a smirk creeping through your lips.
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klinefelterrible · 3 days
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Look, look! I found these gems
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yellowbugifs · 22 hours
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115/365 days of regina mills
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ouatsqincorrect · 2 days
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Emma, texting Henry: I'll see you tomorrow kiddo
Emma: Sleep well, don't do drugs alone
Emma: Always carry a switchblade and ibuprofen
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hooksmoak · 2 days
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366 Days of Killian Jones [114/366]
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