And just one more for today~ Nadiv’s look hasn’t changed at all in a year, minus hiding his backpack and getting a neat bow!
Nadiv served as a Warden before pursuing his Wyld hunt, eventually picking up the mantle as -the-Commander of his group, enlisting the help of Cahalathin and others along the way. He’s polite and patient when dealing with others (and dotes greatly upon his pet Wyvern and River Drake), but ruthless and absolute in battle. Nadiv awoke from the Dream during the celebration of the Mad King and wears the phantom’s hood in honor of it, though he’d never outwardly admit just how cool he thinks the Mad King is.
Rating: M - for language and a tiny bit of sexy times.
Killian develops a habit of bringing home abandoned pets, he uses his pirate
prowess to convince his Swan to let the animals stay. Featuring Tad Cooper, Swashbuckling Killian and sidekick Henry, and Leroy the Saboter.
This fic was inspired by this
picture, from the lovely artist
@tennant-the-tigger. A huge thank you for beta and read through to @xhookswenchx and a huge thank you for the read through and providing the title @laschatzi for this, my first ever fan fic! Thanks also ladies for supporting me in the technical aspects as well.
“Swan, I am
keeping this old tramp, and you can’t stop me!“
turned as big as saucers as she stared down her pirate.
sorry love, I don’t know what came over me,” he apologized, rubbing at the back of his neck sheepishly.
think you temporarily lost your mind, pirate,“ Emma replied, even though
deep down she knew, if he really asked, she’d be hard pressed to find it within
herself to tell him no…about anything.
milady,” Killian crooned in that deep timbre as he swept her into an all
encompassing hug. It was worth a
try, he thought.
love, can we keep him, look at those eyes,“ he pleaded.
down at the unkempt dog, and back up to Killian, unable to decide who looked
more pathetic. "Please,” he begged once more.
her eyes skyward, “Fine pirate, but he’s your dog and you take care of
responding smile could’ve lit up the whole of Storybrooke. Emma secretly
cherished being able to make him smile like that, her own personal smile. It
made her feel as though his joy was, in some small part, due to her.