the plains of heaven


John Martin.

The Last Judgement (The Judgement Series triptych), 1851-53.

The Plains of Heaven (Judgement Series triptych), 1851-53.

The Fallen Angels Entering Pandemonium (The Apocalypse), 1823-1827.

The Great Day of His Wrath (Judgement Series triptych), 1851-53.

The Destruction of Pompeii and Herculaneum, 1822.

The Expulsion of Adam and Eve from Paradise, 1823-27.


John Martin (1789–1854, England)

Dramatic landscapes 1

John Martin was an English Romantic painter and one of the most popular artists of his day. He was celebrated for his typically vast and melodramatic paintings of religious subjects and fantastic compositions, populated with minute figures placed in imposing landscapes. His dramatic and subjective style of composition was in stark contrast to the emerging schools of naturalism and realism, which led his work to fall out of critical favour soon after his death, however a revival in interest has occured towards the end of the 20th century, and now his major works are popular pieces of many museum’s collections.

So I’ve put together some of my favorite stories! I hope you all will enjoy them as much as I do!

Guys, thank you for your work and thank you for your words!

(note: be careful, some fanfics contain spoilers for s7)


Wait Out the Storm by @killians-dimples - Killian and Emma are enjoying a day on the water when a storm happens upon them. They decide to wait it out down below, where Killian has some interesting ideas as to what can occupy their time. Mindless fluff and smut. 

Something Just Like This by @killians-dimples​ - Killian and Emma enjoy a quiet morning in their home.

February Thirteenth & February Fourteenth  by @cutieodonoghue - After a trip around the world, emma returns home to storybrooke, unprepared to be suddenly entwined in killian jones’ life thanks to ruby’s constant meddling, and her dad’s insistence that killian is off limits.

Let’s Just Be Us by @cutieodonoghue​ - rockstar!killian and movie star!emma secretly dating, but those pesky fans figure it out… 

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anonymous asked:

Hi again. I'm the same anon who asks about the rules. Thank you so much for that. I would like to request for Starish, QN and Heavens reaction to shy , plain (not ugly but not pretty) and tomboyish (prefer t-shirts over tight tops, sneakers over high heels) s/o having people gossip about s/o when two of them pass by some random citizens saying "how did that plain girl get such a hottie like him?". S/o personally is not bothered at all but the princes don't have the same reaction

Boy this was some work! 18 people in one ask xD Anyways, tell me what you think!

Your date was going amazing despite the several pairs of eyes locked onto you. Your boyfriend and you didn’t care, choosing to enjoy yourself rather than bother with their attention. With your hair cascading down, a shirt and pants put on and your favourite pair of sneakers; it was all perfect until that one whisper.

“So plain. I wonder how she got him.”

You walked on, head held high as you ignored the sudden downpour of whispers that were now initiated.

“Yeah! ○○○-kun has better taste in girls, she’s…ugh.”

Your boyfriend stiffened and your grip tightened on your interlocked fingers as you pushed forward, silently asking him to not react. Giggles were followed. His fingers were shaking but you gave him a small smile, sure that this childish behaviour would end soon.

“I know! She must have seduced him with her….other things…” Someone purred teasingly, causing laughter to erupt and your boyfriend stopped, tugging you back as he turned to face them.


You didn’t like the smile Otoya’s face had. It suddenly turned cold when he heard that accusation. Determined to rectify the situation, he kissed your forehead before looking at them. The words came out immediately. “Stop! What do you know about ○○○-chan huh?! Nothing! That gives you no right to talk about her badly!” The redhead fumed, ever ready to defend you no matter what happened. He took your hand and walked off, making sure to shoot everyone a scary glare before doing so.


Your date was pleasant until they ruined it throughly. While you were used to such insults, knowing that they didn’t really affect you, Masato wasn’t. He didn’t like, he hated, the fact that you tolerated such utter nonsense. His grip tightened on your fingers and you tried to persuade him to let go but he wasn’t having any of that. “Enough of this childish banter. One does not continue to insult someone just because that person tolerates it. ○○○, let’s go, I’d rather not deal with them.” He warned, satisfied when the women nodded, utterly shocked. If these girls were a bunch of men, consider their futures ruined if Masato ever demanded a search carried out on them.


His smile turned firm, almost cold. His ‘grin’ widened as he leaned closer to that girl who insulted your assets. “Wahaha! I didn’t hear you quite there! What did you just say?” He asked, his voice bright and cheery but it sent shudders of fear down your insulter’s spine. They looked away, suddenly embarrassed. Natsuki smiled at the rest who averted their gazes before turning back to you and humming happily. He didn’t wheedle an apology out of them but was sure that they were sorry for crossing by you and speaking like that.


He did not like the words he just heard. He was disgusted, willing to break a few jaws but alas, he did not raise his hand at a woman. His eyes narrowed at the crowd who visibly looked afraid to their wits. “I see. ○○○ seduced me. Of course she did, which is why she dresses so ‘plainly’ as you put it, and does not announce to the whole world that we’re dating. Of course, she seduced me.” He chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting predatorily. “I’ve never heard anything more dumb than that. ○○○, we’re leaving. People who gossip about you are just jealous.”


One gaze from Ren had them stiffen. He smirked, the expression not reaching his eyes as he slowly sauntered towards your accuser, eyeing them from head to toe. “So, lady, care to repeat what you just said?” He whispered, low and dangerous. The girl shook her head almost immediately, shooting you a glare. Ren stepped in between, shielding you from her. He spat out the next few words. “For you to insult someone because you don’t have what they you know what it speaks about you, ladies?” The girl’s face turned pale and the remaining who laughed along with her, tried not to cower. Ren ran a hand through his hair, his smirk widening. “It says that you are someone who cannot see the beauty in a person. You are someone who judges people by just their surface.” His voice was cold, enough to horrify you as well the motley. “I want you out of my sight and a million miles away from my honey. Now.”


He balled his fists angrily, his voice louder than before. “You all, stop! Enough there!” The girls looked shocked as he dropped his fists, glaring at each and every one of them. “Ugh. You all are children. ○○○ did nothing to get me. I fell in love with her. Wanna know why?” He narrowed his eyes, noting the speechlessness in the audience. “Because she’s definitely not like this.” He spat out and took your hand, making sure you left the place immediately. He might’ve lost a few fans there but you mattered more.


You swore that you heard the prince hiss when he heard the first insult itself. Now? He was furious, ready to destroy anyone, anyone who insulted you. “How repulsive.” The words came out louder than he intended it to. “This is so mean of you to do so.” He told, pointing his shaky finger to every one of the girls. “So what if you all think ○○○ seduced me? It does not change that I love her and that I know her more than you all.” He pivoted on his heel, stomping off, with you in tow. He didn’t want to start a fight but if he was still a cat, he would have most certainly scratched every one of them. You were his precious princess. You don’t deserve such horrible accusations.


He laughed. Loudly. Clenching his stomach, he turned back to face your pile of insulters, shaking from the after effects of his sudden outburst. Your eyes were widely open and so were the eyes of the women who so freely gossiped about you. “I’m sorry, sorry~ ○○○-chan seduced me? I’ve not heard a funnier joke than that!” He laughed again, the sound darker and dangerous this time. He smiled at the women who refused to meet his eyes, shaking his head. “The one who’s ugh is you, not my ○○○-chan.” Seeing them stiffen, he smirked and continued. “Besides, if she did seduce me, I doubt I would have left our bed and brought her out on this date!” He added cheerily before taking your flustered hand and running off.


You had to hold onto Ranmaru to prevent him from actually starting a fist fight with women. He just stared them down, his heterochromatic eyes glaring daggers at every single one of them. “Ran…let’s just go..” You whispered helplessly and he stiffened at your pleading voice. He decided to heed to your request but spat out a few words before leaving. “Disgusting. I’d die sooner than be admired by any of you.”


He didn’t like the mixed bout of anger and frustration kicking inside him. He knew that people gossiped like this only when they were jealous, indicating that they couldn’t have what the subject of their topic possessed. This was normal among humans and yet hearing such insults towards his ○○○ irked him. He wanted to give them a setback and so he did, when he eyed them all with a narrow gaze, his tone flat. “Stop. This is nothing but immature behaviour. Although ○○○ remarkably tolerates this, I won’t. How you all talk makes me feel disgusted.”


He wasn’t going to tolerate this. His icy blue eyes turned cold as he suppressed a scoff, instead plastering on a smile that was everything but pleasant. “Peasants.” He disliked the kind of language he used for a motley of women but right now, none would get away with insulting his ○○○ to his face. The word did shock his audience as he eyed them all murderously, his glares sharper than a dagger. “Apologise to ○○○ now. I would not bear with you all talking to her with such disrespect. She is my countess, my jewel. Far be it from me to bat an eyelash when fools like you openly accuse her being.”


It was only once when you saw Eiichi snap. You had committed his form to memory so that you would not rile his temper up again. Now here he stood, his fists curling, his eyes glinting dangerously. He snickered like a devil, sending the women into another set of whispers but his low voice shut them up. “Low. So so so very low of you to talk about my ○○○ this way. Why do I even have you as my fans?” His trembling laughter shook you to your very core. He made sure to leave them all a glare before taking your wrist, pulling you close to his chest and walking off.


You knew your boyfriend was a man of few words but his silence now scared you more than his talking. His grip on your hand tightened and you tried not to yelp. You tugged on your intertwined fingers, indicating that you two should leave but Kira halted you in your steps, pulling you close. “No.” He whispered to you. He repeated that louder to the women in the back, his golden eyes gleaming with a sense of protectiveness. “○○○ is nothing like how you picture her to be. She’s the most amazing woman I have ever met.” His words rocked the females into silence. “Your behaviour speaks a lot about your character, however.” He told them loud enough before walking off with you, clenching your fingers reassuringly.


“Haaa…I smell jealousy of their nails~” Nagi cooed, completely in character, the only things that showed how angry he was were the twitching of his lips and the narrowing of his brows. He sauntered up to them, his coffee cup still in hand from your recent date. Eyeing them one by one, he smiled when he found his target, the one who thought you ‘seduced’ this boy. Without a word, he splashed the cold liquid onto her, she screamed in response. He smiled innocently but his eyes glared murderously at every one of them. “Whoopsie! I totally accidentally dropped that~ I’m sorry~” He sang out. His next few words were cold. “Do that next time and I doubt cold coffee will be only thing that spoils your dress.”


He was torn in between yelling and politely correctly the women who dared to insult you. Clenching his fists, he breathed out slowly, deciding to take the gentle route first. “I beg your pardon?” He asked, ever the gentleman, hoping they would correct themselves. He didn’t expect the women to repeat their words, this time they sounded far more dramatic. He balled his fists, you held his arm and pleadingly tugged on it, asking him to let go. He stared into your (e/c) eyes, his violet ones burning with anger. He turned back to them. “That was very rude and childish of you. I believe you owe ○○○ a sound apology.” He said, his piercing gaze unwavering. Seeing the determination in your boyfriend made you tear up and a few of them apologised. In the end, Eiji showered you with all the love possible, in an attempt to make you forget those insults.


His smile froze when the last few words dropped out of those women’s mouths. You saw his eyes darken a shade dangerously but your grip was firm on his arm. He met you eyes and was torn between doing something to those snakes disguised as women or to just walk off. His rage won. His fingers traced your hips as his arms wrapped around your waist, lifting you up in the air. You shrieked, surprised by the sudden motion, the emotion only increasing when Van brought his lips to yours, claiming you passionately before your onlookers. Collective gasps were heard. Some jaws dropped. Jealousy was the obvious emotion amongst them. He pulled away, kissing your mouth again before turning to them with a smirk. “Say what again? ○○○ is my girlfriend. I love her. My one and only. You dare do that again and I doubt I’d tolerate it. Feel lucky that she’s so patient.” He spat out, making sure you didn’t have to deal with such an event again.


You saw his jaw twitch, the veins in his biceps rising as he glared at the women. You tried to pull him away, sure that he would go violent but he wanted to give them a good thrashing, by words if not actions. His clenched fists were turning pale from the force as he edged towards them with every step; you ran frantically behind him squeaking a “Yamato, don’t!” and “Yamato, please.” along the way. He didn’t listen. Stamping his foot loud on the ground, he eyed them all. “Say what? Repeat your words again.” He challenged, cracking his knuckles. The pale, aghast faces of the women did not serve him well and he was determined to get an apology out. He motioned towards you. “Apologise to her.” He thundered, his eyebrows furrowing. “Now.” You heard a mumble of sorries and nodded before yanking Yamato off, covering your blush and tears for he just stood up for you, proving his love.


“How utterly terribly disappointing that all of you are blind to the obvious beauty ○○○ possesses.” His clear voice rang out, like a stream of pure water amongst the cacophony of cicadas. He shook his head disapprovingly, ready to hex the person who dared to throw such false statements at you. When one of them tried to justify their words, he shot them a glare, silencing them. “Apologise to ○○○ this very instant.” He demanded, his grip tightening on your hand.

Fic Update: Between Heaven and Hell

Summary: A Hook/Emma angel/demon AU. They hide in plain sight, the servants of heaven and hell. The angels and the demons, who can save your soul or damn it. They stand on opposite sides, they are the bringers of light and the agents of darkness, they are enemies in an eternal war, but what happens when an angel and a demon are inexplicably drawn to each other?

Read this chapter on here and on AO3 here

                                             Part Twenty

Something was about to go down.

Something big.

Something soon.

Will could sense it, the way he’d always been able to tell the exact moment when he had to ditch a boosted ride before the plates were broadcasted to every police cruiser in the city, or noticed Loss Prevention discreetly following him around in a store and watching to see if he was going to try to slip something under his jacket and walk out without paying. He was good at it, always getting out just before the shit was about to hit the proverbial fan, no matter how much his teenage buddies used to protest when he pulled over in the stolen Merc or Mustang they were joyriding in and ordered them to all get out and scatter. Three of them got busted for Grand Theft Auto one night when Will was busy on a snatch-and-grab job for Hood, one was lucky, he was barely sixteen and got tried as a juvenile, but the other two…they got handed felony sentences and three years in the state pen.

His phone had been vibrating in his pocket during the whole ride from the Jolly Roger to Jones’s condo but he didn’t dare answer, not with the way Jones was staring out the tinted window, as still as a statue save for the drumming of his fingers on the empty leather seat next to him. He hadn’t said a word after his curt order of “drive” and he stayed completely silent while Will parked in the plum spot reserved in the underground garage for the penthouse, exiting the SUV before Will even had the keys out of the ignition and making a beeline towards the elevator. Will watched him in the rearview mirror, the brake lights casting a red glow over Jones’s face as he walked behind the car. His head turned and their eyes met for a brief moment, the red reflection going even brighter in his pupils and Will blinked at the weirdly distorted image. He had looked almost….inhuman, for a split-second, all red eyes and lips that curled in a sneer against a mouth as dark as a black hole. But then it was gone, and Will blinked again and rubbed his finger nervously over the key fob, feeling the raised lines and edges of the tiny logo press against his palm like an anchor to reality.

It must have just been a trick of the light.

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Kek what is this beautiful trash…???

It’s beauiful trashy POST-NDRV3 Fanfic featuring the wonders of a virtual Reality AU… because I’m salty about the ending and want my children to be alive…

#Heavy NDRV3 Spoilers.

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My CS FF Recs 1

I say this is a Captain Swan FF Rec list but I also have Captain Charming, Daddy!Charming, and just Charming Family fics.  I love my Charming Family almost as much as CS

Must Reads!!

Put Me In Coach, I’m Ready To Play
Summary: PR Director Emma Swan moves to Pittsburgh intent on restarting her life. But playboy shortstop Killian Jones is making her job a hell of a lot harder with his antics. CS AU.
My Notes: This was one of the very first ff I read for CS and I looooved this so much! Have read it multiple times. I mean Killian & Charming in baseball pants is just a visual I can go with. Yum!!  The story is now going through a rewrite so all of the chapters are no longer up (sad face).

Between Heaven and Hell
Summary: They hide in plain sight, the servants of heaven and hell. Angels and demons, who can help save your soul or damn it. They are the bringers of light and the agents of darkness, they stand on opposite sides and are the enemies in an eternal war. But what happens when an angel and a demon find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other? A Captain Swan angel/demon AU
My Notes: This story!!! There are no words.  Just go read it now!!

(yeah just like me) she was a victim of the night
Summary: Emma’s getting married in the morning to someone she’s never met — some prince from some rich, powerful kingdom on the other side of the continent — and so she needs to make tonight last. And the foreign pirate who’d shown up to rob her blind at her engagement ball will help her do just that. Captain Swan; wildly, shamelessly, gleefully AU.
My Notes: I loooove this one.  Have read it multiple times!

I Belong To You, You Belong To Me
Summary: Three weeks after dragging your boyfriend’s sorry ass out of the Underworld is not the ideal time to find out you’re pregnant.  It’s probably also not the ideal time for Zelena’s time portal to spit out some kid…a teenage boy with blonde hair and Killian’s eyes.
My Notes: I love Killian Jr.  Ian is one of my favorite characters created in the CS ff verse.

Alone Until I get Home
Summary: In Boston, Henry Swan’s six-year-old brother Ian finds a book titled “Once Upon a Time” hidden beneath the seat in their mom’s old yellow bug. As soon as Henry touches it, he remembers.
My Notes: I love little Ian.  Different ff but with Killian Jr. again.

This Ship Will Carry Us
Summary: A series of unrelated AU oneshots, centering mainly around Lieutenant Jones and Princess Emma.
My Notes: I love Lieutenant Jones and Princess Emma fics.  These are all so good!

Just Because It Burns
Summary: Over the 4 months it took to save Henry, Emma and Killian had 4 times in Neverland and once in Storybrooke, each accompanied by a different feeling. Desperation. Anger. Jealousy. Passion. And finally - Love.
My Notes: So good.  So HOT!

Summary: Emma and Killian are together. And then they’re not. And then they’re snowed in.
My Notes: Angsty CS never hurt nobody … as long as it all turns out well.

Other Fics

One Jump Ahead
Summary: They say that he’s the king of the street rats, that when you fall in with him, you’ll never go hungry again, that he has a harem of women from all over the world who will trek for miles and miles to share his bed. Emma doesn’t really know about that harem thing, but the “never go hungry again” bit is enough to catch her interest after (at least most of) a life on the street.
My Notes: Killian as Aladdin?!?! Yes please!! Very well done too

The Legend of Captain Killian Jones

Summary: Cursed three hundred years ago to take on ghost form and haunt his family estate, Killian Jones receives a reprieve once every hundred years to take on corporeal form in order to try and break his curse.A renowned restorationist, Emma Swan takes on the project of bringing the three hundred year old Jones Manor back to its former glory. A manor that is reportedly haunted by the notorious Captain Killian Jones. Good thing Emma doesn’t believe in ghosts.

I’m Like A Puzzle
Summary: Emma Swan finds her home and her family, both on and off the ice. Hockey AU with an integrated NHL.

Sinks and Floats
Summary: AU; it’s James, not Pinocchio or Snow, who travels with Emma to our world.

Burning in the Fire of a Thousand Smiles
Summary: Modern British Royalty AU. HRH The Princess of Wales, Emma Windsor, rather literally runs into her bodyguard’s little brother, shy librarian Killian Jones, at a benefit gala, and sparks unexpectedly fly. But can they make a relationship work in the glare of the spotlight, and with Captain Liam Jones’ own dark past? Complete, posted here by request of tumblr!

And Supergirs Don’t Cry
Summary: “If you want Tamara dead, give the gun to me.”

Her Silent Throat
Summary: He starts forgetting things. Just small, inconsequential things at first - where he left his keys, what he needed to pick up from the store, how many sugars she takes in her coffee - Emma doesn’t really take much notice of it. They’re getting old, and she can’t honestly count the number of times she’s had something similar happen.

Don’t Touch
Summary: His little educational speeches had somehow left out the freakin’ SEX FLOWERS. Stong M Rating

Summary: Multiple stories AU in which the curse never happened. Captain Duckling

David’s ‘my best friends is my daughter’s boyfriend’ Problems
Summary: “It’s just a bit of a juggling act,” continued the prince, a hesitant grin

Sticking Together…For Survival

Summary: First, go see Chris Pratt in his most bangable role to date. Second, read this Captain Swan AU, inspired by Jurassic World and containing spoilers, but, as always, not a direct copy of the film.

The Other Prince

Summary: Modern Royalty AU: HRH Prince Killian has grown up in the shadow of the crown while enduring tragedy and the burdens of being the spare to the heir. With a desire to escape his past, he agrees to play host to the visiting general’s daughter in exchange for an eventual life outside royal bounds. Moving on is never that easy though and he quickly learns that being the ‘other’ prince is even more difficult when you find yourself falling for the girl everyone wants your brother to marry.

A Knight For A Swan

Summary: The campaign had lasted only mere weeks before King George had been dispatched and King Arthur had victoriously claimed the throne. Divided loyalties among the Lords and Knights of King George and Sir David had left the kingdom too weak and disorganized to put up much of a defense. Now all the lands were vulnerable. It was only a matter of time before an army loyal to the new Sovereign would come to capture, not only Sir David, but all his lands, his holdings, and even his only daughter as well. All in the name of the new King.

It Was Real (It’s Real)

Summary: The first thing they tell Emma Swan when she takes the job at the State Penitentiary’s infirmary, is to never fall in love with an inmate. It’s not that hard of a rule to adhere to, or so she thinks, until Killian Jones breezes into her life like the perfect storm – covered in tattoos, dashing to no end, brilliant of mind, incessantly mysterious – and promptly turns her world on end. (Prison Break AU)

If The Stars Align

Summary: Danger lurks around every corner in the French court and as a Musketeer in service of the royal family, Killian’s duty is to protect them from any and all threats. As his relationship with Queen Emma develops into something more than just friendship, threats against the queen escalate and place everything they both hold dear into jeopardy.

Falling Slowly

Summary: When Henry is kidnapped by the Evil Queen, Emma rushes to save him. Along the way, she receives the help of a ship’s captain with a shared past, though she has no idea just how deep that shared past really goes.

Little Pirates

Summary: Multiple stories surrounding Next Gen. Mostly surrounding the CS kids, Harrison, Westley, Beth and Ned.  With some Henry, Neal, Gideon, and Robin thrown in as well.

The signs as Florence + the machine lyrics
  • Aries: falling's not the problem when I'm falling I'm at peace it's only when I hit the ground it causes all the grief
  • Taurus: and I am done with my graceless heart so tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
  • Gemini: I don't want your future I don't need your past one bright moment is all I ask
  • Cancer: too fast for freedom sometimes it all falls down these chains never leave me I keep dragging them around
  • Leo: holy water cannot help you now thousand armies couldn't keep me out I don't want your money I don't want your crown see I've come to burn your kingdom down
  • Virgo: and in the dark I can hear your heartbeat I tried to find the sound but then it stopped and I was in the darkness so darkness I became
  • Libra: oh the queen of peace always does her best to please is it any use? somebody's gotta lose
  • Scorpio: and I'm learning so I'm leaving and even though I'm grieving I'm trying to find the meaning let loss reveal it
  • Sagittarius: and the arms of the ocean are carrying me and all this devotion was rushing out of me and the crashes are heaven for a sinner like me but the arms of the ocean delivered me
  • Capricorn: I was disappearing in plain sight heaven help me I need to make it right you want a revelation you wanna get it right but it's a conversation I just can't have tonight
  • Aquarius: to let me dangle at a cruel angle oh my feet don't touch the floor sometimes you're half in and then you're half out but you never close the door
  • Pisces: and oh poor Atlas the world’s a beast of a burden you’ve been holding up a long time and all this longing and the ships are left to rust that’s what the water gave us

Fic Update - Between Heaven & Hell 

Summary -  A Hook/Emma angel/demon AU. They hide in plain sight, the servants of heaven and hell. The angels and the demons, who can save your soul or damn it. They stand on opposite sides, they are the bringers of light and the agents of darkness, they are enemies in an eternal war, but what happens when an angel and a demon are inexplicably drawn to each other?

This chapter on AO3 here and on here

                                           Part Twenty-One

Caribbean Sea - 1802

The white sails rose high against a cloudless sky, rippling loud as thunder and snapping taut in the wind. The sea breeze raked through his hair like a lover’s eager caress while he stood at the helm, watching the unending line of the horizon in the distance and holding their course towards the isle that bore the French colony of Saint-Domingue. The island itself was not yet visible to the naked eye, not even to Killian’s gaze, far keener than that of any of the mortal sailors who worked the lines, pumped the bilges and swabbed the deck under his command. They were a rough crew, made up of deserters and thieves and degenerates, a hard-drinking, gambling, whoring group of men who were all guilty right down to the marrow of their bones of a multitude of sins. But they all feared Captain Hook, known in every port from the northern reaches of the Carolina coast down to Rio de Janeiro for his ruthless methods and black heart, a heart - that it was whispered quietly below decks over one too many cups of grog - was not human.

That same dark heart beat a bit faster in his chest with the rise and fall of the ship on the waves, the narrow prow cutting easily through the white swells like a hot knife through butter. With nothing but the sea and the sky surrounding him on all sides it was the closest a demon like him could get to flying, with the whistle of the wind in his ears and the warmth of the sun on his face. If he closed his eyes he could barely feel the planks under his feet or the smooth wood under his hands for a brief moment that seemed to last for an eternity. His initial foray into the Caribbean sea trade had started as nothing more than a whim, an opportunity to invest some capital, add to his considerable fortune and he found the tropical weather to be much more to his taste than the chill of the drab and damp European winters. But Killian had found to his surprise that he genuinely enjoyed sailing for its own sake as well. There was a subtle art to it, in the rise and fall of the sails to make the most of the breeze, in the turn of the hull into ancient currents that led right to the four corners of the globe. North, south, east, or west, under the crimson flag of piracy it was all just pure freedom. The chains that bound him were not the shackles worn by the mortal souls helplessly trapped in the most inhuman of bondage practiced in the whole of history, his irons went unseen by all by him. He felt the weight of them nonetheless, and the burn of the invisible brand that marked him for what he was. Forever damned, with no hope of salvation in this world or the next, his master’s leash was long but the collar could not be pried from his neck.

Yet out on the open sea, with the salt in his throat and the spray on his skin, he forgot all of that for a little while.

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MBTI Types as songs on my playlist
  • INTJ: san mei - until you feel good
  • INTP: tracy chapman - fast car
  • ENTJ: the xx - say something loving
  • ENTP: lorde - sober
  • INFJ: lorde - writer in the dark
  • INFP: alma - après l'aurore
  • ENFJ: the killers - mr brightside
  • ENFP: liv - heaven
  • ISTJ: plain white t's - hey there delilah
  • ISFJ: tom odell - another love
  • ESTJ: alma - j'ai
  • ESFJ: paramore - the only exception
  • ISTP: mgmt - it's working
  • ISFP: lana del rey - get free
  • ESTP: francesca michielin - vulcano
  • ESFP: jennifer lopez + gente de zona - ni tú ni yo

anonymous asked:

Hi! I think you've been doing a great job with all these fic lists, but i was wondering if you might have any forbidden romance lists (sorry if this has already been done)? Thanks!

Forbidden Love!

Between Heaven and Hell by @alexandralyman​  A Hook/Emma angel/demon AU. They hide in plain sight, the servants of heaven and hell. The angels and the demons, who can save your soul or damn it. They stand on opposite sides, they are the bringers of light and the agents of darkness, they are enemies in an eternal war, but what happens when an angel and a demon are inexplicably drawn to each other?

Forbidden by @totheendoftheworldortime She is an Amazon. He is Greek. She is a princess. He is captured in battle. An ancient Amazonian tradition brings them together but their love is forbidden. This is their story

Evergreen by @shoedonym CS secret relationship/forbidden love AU. Killian is wrong, she knows he is; they are not cursed. But she also knows he feels trapped between a rock and an even less forgiving place. It was never about her. It was never about whether he loved her enough to fight for them - nothing could be further from the truth. It was about him.

Tied With A Silver Chain by Commandante Theresa AU Captain Swan. Pirate Killian/Princess Emma. When Princess Emma is captured by the dreaded Captain Hook, she learns he’s the same man who broke into her castle & seduced her 2 years ago. Head over heels in love , yet betrothed to a tyrant’s son, can Killian save her, or will their forbidden passion destroy not only themselves but the Enchanted Forest too? No curse.

When in Rome by @qqueenofhades Historical AU. When a slave gladiator, Killian mac Dáithí, catches the eye of Emma Aurelia, the praetor’s daughter, they are plunged into a world of intrigue, treachery, danger, and forbidden love, among the high halls of power in the Roman Empire and the shadowy men who rule it. Captain Swan with some Outlaw Queen. Complete. 

and of course all the priest fics

worth it by @boyfriendhook Priest!Killian and Emma Swan share an intimate evening behind closed doors.

Forgive Me, Father by @captainswanismyendgame  Mary Margaret and Emma are roommates, and she keeps trying to get Emma to attend church with her. When she finally gives in, she gets more than she bargains for

Take Me to Church by @optomisticgirl  Emma Swan returned to her southern hometown of Storybrooke to pick up the pieces of her last shattered relationship, determined to rebuild her life in the one place she swore she’d never return to. What she didn’t expect was the new priest and the journey of passion, love, and redemption he would take her on. [Priest!Killian Modern AU]

and many more in the  Priest Killian Masterlist by @cslibrary

want more recs ? cs + Long Distance

and thank you :)

Fic Update

Summary:  A Hook/Emma angel/demon AU. They hide in plain sight, the servants of heaven and hell. The angels and the demons, who can save your soul or damn it. They stand on opposite sides, they are the bringers of light and the agents of darkness, they are enemies in an eternal war, but what happens when an angel and a demon are inexplicably drawn to each other?

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                                               Part Nineteen

Saint Luke’s was lit up against the night sky like a Christmas tree, the bright red EMERGENCY sign followed by an equal sided cross that was the universally recognized symbol of first aid across the Western world were both clearly visible from across the wide street as Emma parked her Bug in a miraculously open spot behind a van emblazoned on the side with the logo of a local news channel. Two more news vans were parked a little further down the block and white floodlights pierced the darkness, each coming from atop a TV camera aimed at the hospital. Emma stood next to her old yellow car for a moment and watched, taking in the stone-faced security guards who had come outside to hold the clamouring reporters at bay just outside of the entrance to the ER. They were like a flock of vultures, swooping down to pick apart the latest juicy carcass that had crossed their path until there was nothing left but the bones.

“-unconfirmed reports that Caroline Spencer, wife of longtime city councilman and mayoral hopeful Albert Spencer, was brought here to Saint Luke’s by ambulance from the Prince Hotel approximately an hour ago. A source has told us that Mrs. Spencer was found in a suite at the hotel in considerable distress and hotel security called 911. It is not known if Albert Spencer was with his wife at the time or the exact nature of her medical emergency, hospital representatives are refusing to confirm if she even is, in fact, a patient, citing confidentiality laws. We’ll remain on scene as this story continues to unfold, now back to you in the studio.”

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