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Maggie Stiefvater talks 'All the Crooked Saints,' and here's a first look at the cover

Maggie Stiefvater may have concluded the Raven Cycle just last year, but the author already has a new stand-alone YA novel hitting shelves later this year.

The book, titled All the Crooked Saints, takes place in the 1960s in Bicho Raro, Colorado and follows the lives of three members of the Soria family-each of whom is searching for their own miracle. There’s Beatriz, who appears to lack feelings but wants to study her mind; Daniel, the “Saint” of Bicho Raro, a miracle worker for everyone but himself; and Joaquin (a.k.a. Diablo Diablo), who runs a pirate radio station at night.

Adding to the mystery (and magic) of the book is the book’s intriguing cover-which EW is pleased to reveal exclusively below.

“There are owls in the book because owls are a very scientific creature that gets credited with a lot of magical superstitions,” Stiefvater tells EW. “There are roses in the book because roses are a very magical flower that take a lot of science to truly understand. Put that together and well - as the kids say, that’s it. That’s the book.”

With Stiefvater’s latest novel set to hit stores on Oct. 10, EW caught up with the bestselling author to find out more about what’s in store for readers, her process, and of course, her upcoming Ronan Lynch trilogy.

ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: All three of your characters are looking for a miracle. What do miracles, or the idea of miracles mean to them?
MAGGIE STIEFVATER: Miracles! Miracles! Miracles! This book is full of them. I was taught by nuns for the first dozen years of my life, and so I was raised with a pantheon of peculiar saints: decapitated saints who carried their own severed head through the streets of cities, saints who exorcised demons from the bottoms of milk pails, saints who flew unexpectedly.

The Soria family are saints as well, and the miracle they perform for pilgrims to Bicho Raro is as strange as most miracles are: They can make the darkness inside you visible. Once the pilgrims see their inner darkness face to face, it’s up to them to perform another miracle on themselves: banishing the darkness for good. It can be a tricky business to vanquish your inner demons, even once you know what they are, but the Sorias are forbidden to help with this part. They’ve all been told that if a Soria interferes with the second miracle, it will bring out their own darkness, and a saint’s darkness, so the story goes, is a most potent and dangerous thing.

The three cousins in the story all have their own relationship with the family miracles: Daniel, the current acting Saint of Bicho Raro, wants to help the pilgrims overcome their darkness through holiness and empathy. Beatriz, on the other hand, would prefer if the Sorias approached the miracle from a more logical and scientific place. And Joaquin is less interested in miracles and more interested in broadcasting rock & roll from a pirate radio station in the back of a battered box truck.

How did you come up with the name “Bicho Raro”?
I’d just finished writing the rather heavy final installment of the Raven Cycle, and I thought it would be nice to switch things up with something playful and - dare I say it? “Feel good”? Does that sound like a Stiefvater novel to you?

So I tried to be as playful in my language as I could. I figured if my words were frolicking, readers might too. “Bicho raro” (“rare bug”) is just a little way to speak fondly about odd people, like “strange bird” or “odd duck.” It’s less about the Soria family themselves and more about the varied pilgrims who come to Bicho Raro.

What inspired the novel’s setting?
Three years ago, I convinced Scholastic that instead of flying to all of my tour events for Sinner, the companion book to the Shiver trilogy, I would instead drive my 1973 Camaro to them. Seven thousand miles, coast to coast, just an American girl in a muscle car, seeing the breadbasket of our fine country while hawking a novel about burned-out werewolves - nothing could go wrong.

Spoiler: Everything went wrong. I spent my time evenly divided between meeting readers and repairing the Camaro by the side of the road.

At one point, the brakes went out (for the second time), and I coasted into an auto repair shop in Del Norte, Colorado. The sun was white, the air was dust, and the mountains were sharp as hell all around. While I waited for the mechanic to take a look at my brake lines, the receptionist told me tall tales and ghost stories about straight-arrow desert roads and demons dancing in the dust and strangers appearing in the night.

I thought to myself: This is where my next novel takes place.

What made you decide to set All the Crooked Saints in the 60s? Is there something in the history of Colorado at that time that speaks to you?
Music! Music! Music! When I was growing up in the 80s, my father always had the radio set to the Golden Oldies - I didn’t realize, in fact, that it wasn’t contemporary music. I thought Del Shannon and Patsy Cline and the Byrds were everyone’s current groove. Even after I discovered differently, it didn’t matter; that music had become the sound of my childhood. There’s something about 60s music and the 60s in general that I think pairs perfectly with a novel about the teen experience - 60s America was going through an adolescence in a lot of ways, and it was a time of mystical joy, innocence lost, increasingly uncomfortable self-awareness of the limitations of tradition, and colorful agitation for change, all of it emotional and urgent. If that’s not a description of being a teen, I don’t know what is.

I’ve been dying to write a novel steeped with the music of that time for about five years now, and for this one, it made sense. I had an incredibly grand and self-indulgent time listening to the music Joaquin and Beatriz spin in their covert broadcasts.

Your work has always been infused with aspects of magical realism. What would you say are some of your influences?
Magic! Magic! Magic! For this book in particular, Isabel Allende, Gabriel Garca Mrquez, Erick Setiawan, Ali Shaw, and maybe even John Irving - I have read a lot of wonderful magic realism and wry, intimate family stories over the last decade, and Saints is my affectionate nod to them. It was also informed by movies, though - I really wanted to capture the mood of films like Big Fish, Chocolat, and Amlie. That whimsy and magic and nostalgia. These are strange, hard times that we’re living in, and I wanted to write about magic - I always do - but I also felt like I wanted to leave readers with something that made them happy, hopeful, and excited about all the odd miracles that exist in the world and in themselves.

Of course, I have to ask one question about the upcoming Ronan trilogy. Is there anything you could tease about it?
Insert, Stiefvater said, an enigmatic smile here.

All the Crooked Saints will be available for purchase on Oct. 10.

This article was originally published on ew.com

anonymous asked:

Is it canon that Lena actually hates aliens? I've seen that tossed around in a couple of recaps and I never got the vibe that she hated aliens at all. Apprehensive of them and their potential powers, sure. But hating them seems strongly like other the other Luthors that she's trying to distance herself from. That and she doesn't want to be judged so how could she justify judging the entire alien population, excluding Supergirl?

Well let’s start off by tackling whether or not being “Apprehensive of them and their potential powers” is just common sense… or if it’s xenophobia.

Because I think you’re right about Lena not “hating” aliens, but she certainly fears them.

Now, the situation in the show was clearly intended as a direct parallel to the immigration narrative going on in the states currently, but it has complicated the politics of the show from it’s intended mirroring of reality, because forcing muslims to tell you their religion for ‘your protection’ is obviously wrong, but if they had powers?

And it’s true that many aliens have great abilities that humans do not have, that could easily hurt people. 

(Who knows what the percentage is, as most of the aliens we encounter on the show cause problems by necessity of the plot, but we know that aliens who can harm and who do harm exist.)

…But in America, people are also legally allowed to carry concealed weapons.

Someone could pull out a gun and kill you in a second. Or a knife. Another could be a black belt and easily able to over power you without a weapon. Maybe another knows ten ways to kill you right now because they’re obsessed with some edgy™ documentaries.

Who knows?

The people all around us have capabilities to harm us that we cannot see or know.

That, in reality, we rarely even think about.

But when it comes to people that look or behave differently from us it’s suddenly our biggest concern.

Essentially, there’s an issue when we start identifying those who have the capacity to harm us with those who are “other” than us.

Because Johnny Whiteman down the street owns a rifle and that’s his business but Xoun’gof’s skin turns purple and get’s spikey when he eats something he likes so we’re gonna have to know everything about that right away.

I mean… it’s pretty safe to assume that if you need a device that tells you when someone is an alien, that you think of aliens as dangerous. 

And that’s like… pretty xenophobic. 

“But Aliens are dangerous! They have all these fantastical destructive powers!”

But that’s not what makes someone dangerous

What makes someone dangerous is not only ability, but the want to do harm.

So an alien could easily blow up a mall.

Lena could, too, probably. With her money and intellect and the circles that she has connections to, she could easily pull it off.

But are we afraid that she’s going to do that? Nah.

If she met another human who theoretically had that same capability, would she fear them? Probably not.

But if she met an alien who had that capability…

It’s about trust. And when you specifically don’t trust those who are foreign, it’s xenophobic. 

And the only reason Lena wants to know and wants others to know who is an alien and who isn’t (as demonstrated by her creation of the alien detection device) is because she doesn’t trust aliens specifically.

So… that’s xenophobic. 

Plus, there are some other things shown in the way she talks about her alien detection device that suggests a very… other-ing view on aliens.

“Not truly one of them” suggests something different and darker than “has abilities humans don’t have.”

Pictured: Kara looking at a device that would reveal she “isn’t actually one of them.”

And after she successfully passes Lena’s Human™ test:

And I don’t know about you guys but to me this reads differently than “Golly gee, someone almost found out that I’m Supergirl!”

This feels like “Someone almost found out I’m different.

And it’s in response to Lena’s obvious belief that aliens are not only dangerous, but inherently not one of her kind.

Now, in the later couch scene, they bring it back around to just being about dangerous people and protecting yourself and drop the “not one of us” talk. And Kara is experiencing and giving into her own biases about other aliens at this point (which A. she Learns Is Wrong by the end of the episode and B. are based on her view of Daxamites, a view which turned out to be surprisingly valid considering they were literal slave owners…)

They also make it about Lena’s general distrust of people because of her experiences with Lex. 

But that doesn’t erase the shady language she used earlier, or the fact that she isn’t just acting like “some people are just bad”, she’s putting something out there specifically against aliens- even if Kara is in Empathy Mode™ and is trying to understand Lena’s point of view.

“But hating them seems strongly like other the other Luthors that she’s trying to distance herself from.”

This is very true. But at the beginning of the season, the only obvious Luthor Hate™ that Lena was trying to avoid was against the Supers.

In fact, when Lena tells Kara of the alien detection device, she goes as far as to say she’s doing it “for the good of the world”. 

So obviously she doesn’t see the issues with it (I mean, it literally could put aliens at physical risk because humans are scary and violent) or see how her view of aliens would then coincide with the rest of her family. 

And seeing as Lillian’s hatred of aliens surged when Superman imprisoned Lex and ‘drove him mad’ (gathered from Lillian mentioning what happened to Lex every time she did something evil against aliens), I wouldn’t be surprised if xenophobia was fairly new to the Luthors, or if it was just low-key enough for Lena to not realize what it was.

But weirdly luckily for Lena, Lillian got a lot more intense about her xenophobia.

Throughout the rest of the season, Lillian drew some very obvious lines between right and wrong regarding aliens.

Lillian became a danger to aliens, rather than the other way around. And Lillian’s knowledge of who was an alien (via the registry) was what allowed her to attack them.

Since Lena’s stance has been firmly against her mother at every turn, and since her mother’s actions mirror the ideas behind the device, it would follow that her evaluation of the alien detection device may have shifted.

But then there’s her reaction to Rhea being an alien, which was… not positive…

She read Rhea’s act of not revealing that she’s an alien to a virtual stranger as a betrayal which means she still thinks she has a right to the information and that she thinks the information is important for her to know.

But there’s also the factor of Lena feeling like she, personally needs to be trusted or they must think she’s like her mother, which Rhea ultimately played off of.

So because of Lena’s issues, it’s kind of like… a friend feeling betrayed that you didn’t tell them that you’re gay because they think that means you don’t trust them, vs someone expecting you to tell them that you’re gay when you first meet.

Neither are right, but the one is more a warped feeling of personal betrayal than a political view.

And when Lena realizes “oh, my mom would hate her for hiding that she’s an alien,” she reevaluates things.

Hell, she even calls Kara to ask her opinion, because she’s been shifting more and more to Kara’s worldview over the course of these months.

If Lillian where not to stray by the moral compass, then Kara is true north.

Now, by the end of it all, when Rhea turns out to have been lying to Lena, and when an alien race is threatening the planet, Lena still doesn’t side with her mother.

She sees these Daxamites as a specific threat and seeks to get rid of them, but she doesn’t denounce all aliens and knows even that there are non-evil Daxamites, Kara’s boyfriend.

So perhaps she’s working through any xenophobia her family trickled in as she grew up and overcoming even the more insidious and hidden parts of it. 

There’s a definite progression from the scene I picked apart above and the end of the season re: Lena’s relationship to aliens.

But there’s no way to know for sure until we again see how she views aliens she doesn’t know personally. Until we see if she thinks it’s more important to have humans know who is an alien than to keep aliens safe from persecution. Until we see how she reacts to Kara secretly being an alien.

I’m Pregnant

Summary: Jason learns he’s going to be a father.

Warnings: mentions of drug use, cursing

Word count: 701

Originally posted by hotdudesloverextrem

As soon as those two words left your mouth, Jason was beyond floored.

I’m pregnant.

After a few seconds of pure silence and shock plastered to his face, his lips parted. “I can’t be a father.”

His words felt like punch to the gut. However, you knew where he was coming from; this man once was a boy who grew up on the streets, fending for himself, while his own father was in and out of jail. And his mother? She was hardly a motherly figure, passed out on a chair, the whites of her eyes showing as the drugs raided her system.

Your hands find his face, thumb stroking his cheek. “You’re not them, Jason.”

“No you don’t understand, I’m a selfish asshole. I can barely handle myself on a daily basis, I’m broken. I’m in no shape to ever be a father and-”

“I know, Jason. I know you’re broken. I know who you are, and I have no doubts you’ll be a great father.” you watch as his eyes searched yours in a yearning sort of desperation, trying to believe every word. “You know how I know that? Because you’ve experienced hell, Jay. I know you want better for those you love than what you got, you fight for what’s right — even if it means they die.”

“I kill people, I’m not father material.”

“I know who I’m dating. I know your beliefs differ Bruce’s. I know you’ve suffered the greatest tragedy of having to live again. But you’re changing,” your hands find his, grasping them before placing them over your stomach. “and we both love you.”

Jason’s eyes searched your face for any sign of doubt, to find none. “Hell, if someone as serious as Bruce can do it, why can’t I? I’ll just have to work harder at it.”

With a grin, you toss your arms around his neck, pressing your forehead against his. “I love you, Todd.”

“And I, you.”


“Ooh! Look, guys! It’s the lady who swallowed a planet!” Tim’s voice rang out from the manor living room as you waddled in.

“Shut it, Drake,” you mumbled, shooing Dick away from your favorite spot on the couch. “Honestly if this baby doesn’t pop out within the next few days I’m gonna pull it out myself.”

“Ooh can I help?” Damian asked, earning a glare from Jason. “What? She’ll need assistance…”

“Touch my wife, and you’re fucking dead Demon Brat.” Jason hissed.

From the corner of the room, Dick snorted before his eyes trailed down your body. “Uh guys? Guys? Is that normal or did what I think I saw just happen?“

Before you could even blink, a sharp pain rang in your abdomen and that was when you felt it. The unnatural warmth between your legs that wasn’t unlike overflowing on a menstrual cycle.

“Fucking hell!“ you blurted.


Despite all the pain and agony, the sight before you was completely worth it. Jason clutched the small bundle in his arms, sitting in a nearby chair, staring into your child’s face with admiration.

With a tired smile, you took in the sight, fighting off the hormonal tears.

“She’s beautiful, just like her mother.” Jason said, looking up into your exhausted face. He wouldn’t have admitted it out loud, but he was completely and totally in love again with this tiny human. He knew he would search the corners of the universe for her, and give her all the happiness that was possible.

And God, was he smitten with you. For believing so much in him. For sticking around all these years.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “Shut up,”

“No I’m serious,” Jason admitted, carefully sitting beside you when you scoot over. “How did I get so lucky?”

With a hum and small smile, you place your head onto his shoulder, watching the sleeping baby girl in his arms. “By being you, Todd. The world is repaying you for what you’ve done and survived.”

With a swelling heart, Jason pressed his lips to your right temple before you succumbed to sleep.

“All I ever deserved was you.” he whispered before turning back to the child in his arms. “I love both my girls.”

I feel like the key White Pathology that explains Trump is this idea that everything in life is graded on a curve, not just wanting to have good things, but to have MORE of those things than other people. A pathology that’s both the opposite of stronger together and the opposite of the Lake Wobegon Effect.   A hypothetical Trump voter (especially the white woman voter who unexpectedly swung Trump) wants her child to go the BEST school.   She doesn’t want the schools in Detroit to improve because then her child’s school will be less dramatically BEST.  Or the Trump voter who is making a fine amount of money, owns his own business, own his own home, but feels that the success of the Pakistani-American engineer who lives down the street lessens his own success in some way.  It might even be more satisfying to see things get worse overall, as long as they get More Worse for other people.

I’m not saying I know how to combat it, but I guess it starts with naming it.

i just still cannot get over this, there are real british citizens…… who see their own countrymen starving in the streets every day, who see problems with homelessness and cuts to vital medical care and disability rights……. and these royalists/monarchists/whatever are like “nah actually what I personally love more is forking over my money to support the lavish lifestyle of a 90 year old woman and her entire family who literally do just about nothing in their hereditary posts as unelected heads of state!!!!” ……..lads, that’s really the literal definition of playing yourself, smh

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Sorry I didn’t get this posted last night as promised, but when I was about halfway through, the post disappeared. It literally disappeared. So I had to start over. At 10:30pm. So… that’s why its here now and wasn’t last night. Thanks for your patience!  As with the previous list for AO3, on a scale of 1-10, these all rate 11 or higher. Click on the titles to go directly to the fic. Authors are linked to their profile on ff. Most of the authors are on tumblr and their tumblr pages are tagged at the bottom of the post. All of the names written here are their names on ff, not necessarily the same as their tumblr names. All of these are complete unless otherwise noted. Hope you enjoy!


From So Much Tea, Kings and Queens is a modern AU where Killian and Emma are actors on the same tv show. WIP 25 ch so far. Rated T


From flslp87, The Beach House is a modern AU based on the movie The Lake House. Can Emma and Killian overcome their separation by time to find their happy ending? 19 ch, rated T


From A Whisper of Grace, Breathe Out (So I Can Breathe You In) is a canon-divergent where Killian is under a sleeping curse, but TLK has a twist. Rated M, 3 ch. 


From blowmiakisscolin, Your Case or Mine is a modern AU loosely based on Criminal Minds. WIP with 3 ch so far, rated M.


From Cynthia03, The Usual Story is a modern AU with a meet cute, Boss!Killian/Employee!Emma. Rated M, 23 ch.


From SpartanGuard, A Rose in the Deeps of My Heart is a CS AU where Killian is an imortal fae. 5 ch, rated T.


From PetiteCafe, A Friendly Wager is a canon-divergent in season 2 where Emma and Killian make a bet. 4 ch, rated M.


From Scheherezade06, Ten Hours is a canon-divergent 2 shot from season 2 where Emma owes Killian 10 hours. Rated M.


From Slimac, Gold Medal T-Shirt is an Olympics AU, 2 shot, rated K.


From SmeetheRat, Payback Has Its Rewards is a canon-divergent from season 3. Emma realizes that Hook has been keeping watch over her at night and she decides to give him a show. Rated M 1 shot.


From xerxesrises, Wrecked is a season 4 canon-divergence where Killian is the only one who can save Emma from the incubus invading her dreams. 20 ch, rated M.


From PoeticJustice96, Legend of the Phoenix is a soulmates AU WIP that will be completed this Monday. It will have 20 ch. Rated T.


From once-in-a-life-time1, The Swan and The Scribe is a modern AU in which Killian is a writer with writers block, until he starts to write the story of himself and his beautiful neighbor, Emma Swan. 24 ch, rated M.


From TheGladElf, An Open Heart is an Open Wound is a canon-divergent season 1 fic with Cursed!Killian. WIP with 9 ch so far, rated T.


From Dancing Doula, An Age Cannot Sate Love is a canon-divergent, time travel fic in which Emma is sent back and meets Killian before he becomes Captain Hook. Will she be able to preserve the timeline so that he can someday find her? Rated T, 39 ch.


From Kjb2609, Hold the Elevator is a Modern AU 5 ch 1 shot that had me grinning from beginning to end. Featuring a meet cute with Rock Star!Killian. Rated K+.


From Las-Botas, Treacherous is a historical fiction AU WIP set after WWII. Emma is undercover to bring down escaped Nazis. 14 ch so far, 2 more left. Rated M.


From Optimistic Girl, The Not So Neighborly Noise is a Modern AU neighbors 2 shot. Rated M.


From killians-dimples

 Hey Santa is a Christmas AU 1 shot in which Henry calls in to Killian’s radio station with his Christmas wish, a boyfriend for his mom. Rated K+. 

Put Me In Coach, I’m Ready to Play is a modern AU where playboy shortstop Killian Jones makes PR Director Emma Swan’s job harder. WIP with 5 ch so far, rated T.


From lenfaz

The Pirate Chef is a modern AU in which producer Emma is being forced to work with the networks rising star. 8 ch, rated M.

Of Thieves, Smugglers, and Reformed Hearts is a modern AU where Granny takes in reformed thieves and smugglers to help them get back on their feet. 6 ch, rated T.


From OnceUponSomeChaos

Leaving Neverland is a canon-divergent from 3x9 where Emma asks Hook to help her forget her nightmares. 7 ch, rated M. And its sequel Missing Pieces picks up immediately after Leaving Neverland. WIP with 15 ch so far, rated M.


From Alexandra Lyman

Between Heaven and Hell is an Angel!Emma/Demon!Killian fic. WIP 18 ch so far, rated M.

Liner Notes is a modern AU with Rock Star!Killian/Actress!Emma. 4 ch, rated T.


From Hooks-and-Happy-Endings

Her Master and Commander is a CS AU in which Hook buys himself a pleasure slave for his long voyage ahead. WIP with 11 ch so far, rated M.

Bless Me, Captain is a somewhat canon-divergent AU that utilizes Dr. Jekyll’s serum with elements of season 1. Priest!Killian WIP with 8 ch so far, rated M.

The Crooked Hook is a canon-divergent 1 shot in which Hook visits Emma for payback for leaving him at the top of the beanstalk. Rated M.


From PhiraLovesLoki

Rescue Me is a modern AU 1 shot featuring a fake dating app. Rated K+.

The Fix-It-Sisters is a Modern AU in which Emma and Mary Margaret help Killian remodel his home for their tv show. 3 ch, rated T.

Capture the Flag is a CS AU in which Emma is roped into a competitive match of capture the flag. Rated T 1 shot.


From Lizzyc807

Cafe Love is a modern AU where Killian has just moved to town to help his brother and sister-in-law open their new cafe, right across the street from Emma’s family’s cafe. WIP with 18 ch so far. Rated K.

Where There’s Smoke There’s Fire is a firefighters AU. 31 ch, rated M.


From Wordsmith-Storyweaver

His Dark Beauty is a CS AU in which Emma is brought to Killian’s manor to tutor his daughter. 28 ch, rated M.

Bean There (Brewed That) is a coffee shop AU. 5 ch, rated T.

I Die Anyway is a LieutenantDuckling AU in which Killian saves Emma from marrying Neal. 3 ch, rated M.


From Rhianna-Aurora

Come Unstuck is a modern 1 shot AU where Emma is set up on a blind date by David and M&M. Rated M.

Butterfly is a canon-divergent 1 shot. If small changes to the past can have devastating consequences, what if there’s a big change? Rated T.

Second Star to the Right is a CS AU based on the Tarot’s Major Arcana. 22 ch, rated M.


From shipping-goggles

Rude Awakening is a modern AU 1 shot. Neighbors AU with a twist. Rated T. And its sequel Some Sort of Neighborly is a WIP with 7 ch so far. Rated M.

The Laws of Attraction is a modern AU 1 shot, rated M that is a prequel for Guilty, Your Honor. Lawyers AU with 7 ch. Also rated M.


From Hookedonapirate

Toilet Paper, Tampons, and the Hot Guy in the Checkout Lane is a modern AU 1 shot. Rated T and is a prequel to Sweaters, Lingerie, and Sex in the Fitting Room. Also a 1 shot, rated M.

Sweet Salutations is a modern AU in which Killian is the new deputy in town and he is quite smitten with the sheriff’s daughter who owns a bakery across the street from the station. 20 ch, rated M.

Tangled Up in Blue is a Doctor/Patient modern AU. WIP with 13 ch so far. Rated M.


From Katrina

Just Tonight is a modern AU in which Emma and Killian don’t realize the depths of love they have for one another. 5 ch, rated T. And its sequel Just Forever, a rated K+ 1 shot.

Glimpses of Love and Affection is a canon-divergent fic with each chapter a different letter of the alphabet. Rated T, 26 ch. And its sequel No Quarter is a WIP with 6 ch so far. Rated T.


From amagicalship

Parley is a CS EF AU in which Deckhand!Killian is below deck when Captain Emma Swan commanders Blackbeard’s ship. 4 ch, rated M.

If You Can’t Take the Heat is a modern AU 1 shot where Michelin critic Killian Jones is impressed by restaurant owner Emma Swan. Rated T.

Once Upon a Dream (I Knew You) is a CaptainDuckling AU. What happens when the notorious Captain Hook crashes a royal ball? 7 ch, rated M.

Take My Breath Away is a Top Gun AU. 1 shot, rated M.

I Do, I Always Do is a canon-divergent set in Camelot. 1 shot, rated M.

These Paths Our Hearts Wander is a canon-divergence from 3x10. Her take on the Killian/Emma/Neal triangle. 5 ch, rated K+.


and finally, our last featured author,


From EmilyBea

Within Your Ocean Eyes is a historical AU set in the 1800′s. Pirate!Killian. 22 ch, rated M.

Wedded Bliss and Asterisks is a modern AU in which Emma is an up and coming wedding dress designer and Killian is a magazine editor. WIP with 9 ch so far, rated M.

Accidentally on Purpose is a modern AU married in Vegas fic. 15 ch, rated M.

To See You This Way is a modern AU where Emma is a physician and Killian is a best selling author. 12 ch, rated M.

Souvenirs is a modern AU where Killian tracks Emma down after 1 night with her. 14 ch, rated M.

Hope Springs is a modern AU where when Ruby comes home from vacation married to Liam Jones, Emma meets Killian. 20 ch, rated M.

Lifted By Love is a modern AU where the group of girls meet a group of guy on a ski vacation. 8 ch, rated M.



Sorry again for not getting this out yesterday. I finished typing it up a 2am with no links yet. I hope you enjoy all these as much as I have! Go follow these ladies on ff and/or tumblr! Come talk to me and flail with me!


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Pull the Earth Around Me

Title: Pull the Earth Around Me
Author: avalonjoan
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: None Apply
Completed: Yes
Word count: 1805
Summary: It’s late fall after Jack’s graduation and he’s off playing with the Falconers. While he wishes they were closer, he usually handle being alone in Providence with Bitty still at school. Exception: the first time he gets sent home sick from practice.

Most memorable line: “Jack Zimmerman,” he started, and Jack knew a scolding was coming next, “You are a grown man who autographs pictures of his own face and gets stopped on the street so people can take pictures with you, and you’re telling me you don’t own a bottle of Tylenol?”

My Captain Swan Fics

A collection of my work

~One Shots~

Nothing but a Dirty Pirate

Rated: M

Words: 2,031

Summary: Canon divergent post Neverland based on a prompt from anonymous. David walks in on Emma and Killian during lazy morning sex and completely flips out.

Washing the Nightmares Away

Rate: M

Words: 1,956

Summary: Captain Swan fluff and sexy time in the bathtub to help Emma forget about the nightmares after the events of the Underworld.

Something Just Like This

Rated: M

Words: 1,369

Summary: A take on the first time Killian and Emma consider having their wedding on the sea. Post engagement.

She’s All I Need

Rated: T

Words: 1,097

Summary: Happily married to Emma Swan, Killian tries to explain to his fellow Naval Officers why he’s not interested in going to strip clubs whenever they ask him. Modern AU.

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Chamomile Tea

Originally posted by clbuspotter

George never really liked tea all that much, the taste was occasionally bitter for him or maybe even way too sweet; even for a candy lover like himself. But his mother insisted he buy a few teabags from the small tea store down the street from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. She had recommended that he go there because they had special teas that could help with almost anything.

He was beginning to have sleeping issues again, insomnia was his worst enemy at the moment and Molly kept telling him that he’d probably run away all his costumers because of how scary he looked; deep, purple bags under his eyes, disheveled hair and his eyes had lost their shine but they had been like that ever since he lost Fred in the war two years ago.

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Tropico (Trixya) - Matilda

A/N: This is a fic inspired by the short film Tropico by Lana Del Rey. It’s super long, and it’s taken me so long to get it right, but I hope you enjoy it! This fic had a lot of support from some amazing ladies so I’d like to than fluersverts for her support, Lale for her everything (and being my beta), and City Angel for helping me translate my Spanglish. Enjoy!

TW: violence, drugs, smut, guns, death, (lol it’s a lot sorry)

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Toddlers and Chocolate-Chip Cookies - acotede - Haikyuu!! [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi
Characters: Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Yachi Hitoka, Yachi Madoka, Shimizu Kiyoko, Hinata Shouyou
Additional Tags: Fluff, First Dates, Babysitting, Cooking, Police Officer Daichi, Daycare Worker Suga, Craziiwolf AU
Summary:

Daichi is a police officer who has his eyes on Sugawara, a caring daycare worker who owns the building down the street from his favorite coffee shop. When a sudden turn of events gets the two men introduced, Daichi plucks up the courage to ask his crush out on a date—a date that does not go the way he had planned.

So guess what I did instead of hw tonight?? I wrote some DaiSuga based off of @craziiwolf‘s police/daycare AU. They’re just so fluffy I can’ttttt.

anonymous asked:

Elgang is suddenly thrown into a modern world bustling city. Who would totally own the streets and who would totally lose their shit?

(They all lose their shit to some degree.  Let’s be honest.  When is the Elgang not losing their collective shit?)

Elsword sort of keeps it together, mainly because he’s supposed to be the calm leader and all that.  Inside, he’s freaking out.

Aisha is mostly concerned about her magic not working anymore.  And concerned for Aisha means a meltdown.

Rena curls into a little ball, horrified at the absence of nature and the terrible pollution.  Good luck getting her to uncurl.

Raven shoves down his initial “what the fuck” and helps Elsword figure out what’s going on.

Eve scans the place, realizes where they are, and is the cause of any calm in the Elgang for being able to identify things.

Chung is mostly worried about how Hamel will fare with him gone - so, he’s in the “lose their shit” category.

Ara shrieks because she suddenly cannot connect to Eun.  Cue panic.

Elesis is just really, really curious about everything, and wonders aloud if this is all a dream.

Add alternates between being excited about new technology and uneasy about this new world.  It’s too much like what happened after the Nasod Library for him.

Lu shrugs and follows Ciel’s lead.

Ciel assumes streets everywhere are the same, uses his skills from surviving on his own in Lanox, and actually manages to get the Elgang somewhere safe for the night.

Rose immediately asks Zero to start configuring a portal back.

Ain exits Intervention, stares at the sky, and asks the Goddess, “Why?”

July, 1936
Shadow Case File #105

“You have sought the Romanoff gems. I have brought one here to show you. Gaze upon the stone that gleams from my finger. That priceless girasol was once owned by the Czars of Russia. It, alone, of all the baubles in this room, is genuine! This girasol was a gift, which I accepted as a memento of friendship from the man who owned it.

The Shadow

anonymous asked:

could u write something with alfred and jason bonding? kudos for post death jason, but im up for some sweet robin!jason too

Rainy days at the manor were always the worst. The grey, dreary halls and cold drafts stretched seconds into hours, seemingly feeding off any sense of motivation or energy that Jason had woken up with and left him to brood in apathy. As the rain lashed out against the large window in the lounge, the boy leaned his head against the window, staring at nothing in particular while Alfred mended one of Bruce’s suits. Lazily, he traced a bat-symbol on the fogged-up glass, then scowled and rubbed it off with his arm. 

Jason stood and walked away from the window, letting out a deep, rough breath as he flung himself on the couch dramatically. ‘I’m bored, Alfie.’

Alfred raised an eyebrow at the boy before clearing his throat. ‘Boredom, Master Jason, is not allowed in this house.’

‘You’d better arrest me then,’ he muttered, ‘because it’s breaking and entering.’ Jason looked up at the butler, grinning mischievously, proud of his own little joke. Receiving no apparent response from Alfred, he sat up with a frown. ‘Aw, c’mon Alf. That was supposed to be funny. People laugh at things that are funny?’

‘Yes, they do tend to,’ Alfred said, his voice full of sarcasm. He didn’t look up from his work but the smallest of smiles graced his face as the boy furrowed his brow, trying to work out whether or not that had been an insult. Alfred let out a short sigh, and set the jacket down beside him. ‘You mean to tell me, Master Jason, that there is nothing in this whole manor that you can find to occupy yourself with? Not even your homework, Master Bruce’s training regime, the piano, the extensive library that you have been gifted with…’

Jason perked up at the last one, and lay there thinking as Alfred listed a few other cures for boredom off the top of his head.

‘…Clean your room, write in your diary, take a short nap—’

‘Wait!’ Jason said, cutting Alfred off. ‘I’ve got an idea.’ He jumped off the couch and ran out of the room, tripping over the carpet before he disappeared. 

‘Heavens, and here I was hoping boredom would at least stay for tea,’ Alfred chuckled, shaking his head. He picked up the jacket again, holding it gently in his hands as he continued to sew the rip that had formed in one of the seams. He was making a mental note to lecture Bruce on the upkeep of his suits when a book suddenly landed on his lap, startling him. 

He looked up at the boy sternly. ‘Master Jason, I could have pricked my finger.’

Jason only smiled back at him and sat down on the couch again, picking up a pillow and clutching it to his chest as watched the butler expectantly. 

Alfred looked down at the book in his lap and, squinting at it, read out the title. ‘The Merry Adventures… of Robin Hood.’ 

‘I figured it was about time I read the stories about my namesake. And it was fun listening to you read Shakespeare in your English accent last week… so I thought this one would be too.’ 

Alfred said nothing, but gazed at the book for a long moment as warm memories flooded his mind. Memories of holding the exact same book with its worn green cover and ornate writing in his hands, sitting by the fire as wide expectant eyes looked up at him. Eyes that had yet to see the pain and trauma that would change him forever. Another set of eyes smiling every time “Robin” was mentioned, falling asleep before the end. Eyes that had known sadness but refused to let it corrupt him… 

Two little boys. Now three. 

Alfred gave Jason a disapproving look, a twinkle in his old eyes. ‘You mean to say that you’re using me for my accent?’

The boy grinned from where he sat, pushing a tuft of black hair away from his eyes and flaunting a look of feigned innocence. ‘You mean to say, that you won’t read it to me?’

The butler let out an exasperated breath and pulled out his reading glasses, ignoring the boy’s satisfied smirk as he opened the book to the first page and, clearing his throat, began to read… 

One morn when all the birds were singing blithely among the leaves, up rose Robin Hood and all his merry men, each washing his head and hands in the brook that leaped laughing from stone to stone. Then said Robin, “Today I will go abroad to seek adventures.”

As he read, he threw glimpses at the boy to see if he was following and would meet the boy’s dark, pensive eyes staring up at him. Jason, more so than Dick, and even Bruce, seemed to have an affinity and appreciation for literature to match Alfred’s own— something which the butler never ceased to be amazed at. That this child, who had been born into the pain, horror and harsh reality of poverty, had been forced to survive on his own in the streets, who had never received an education at all, let alone a formal one, would be so interested in the likes of Austen, the Illiad, and Don Quixote, was nothing short of miraculous. 

There was no doubt that Jason was gifted in more than sarcasm and crime fighting, and sometimes Alfred wondered, as he had with Dick, what Jason’s life would look like without his nightly escapades with Batman. If it would be possible for Jason to have a normal, stable childhood without seeing the violence he did every night in Gotham. 

The Knight shook his head with a faint smile, but for all that, Robin’s words made him more blithe of heart, for in truth hope, be it never so faint, bringeth a gleam into darkness…

Yet, at the same time, he had seen what Jason’s presence had done to Bruce. How it had brought him back out from the pit of dark, seething loneliness that he always seemed to return to when he was on his own. Dick’s departure had caused him a great deal of pain. It had left a hole in Batman’s very sense of identity which had become reliant on Robin, had used Dick as a touchstone for whenever he got lost in the disheartening reality of his war against crime. 

And now, Jason was his touchstone. Jason helped Bruce to focus, to remind him that there was hope, to be his light in Bruce’s darkest moments. If Dick had been the soft light of dawn, Jason was the glaring heat of mid-day: but he shone nonetheless. 

But Robin smiled faintly where he lay. “Mine own dear Little John,” whispered he, “Heaven bless thy kind, rough heart. But, we will never roam the woodlands together again.”

Alfred looked up from narrating the death of Robin Hood and noticed how dark it had become. They had read for hours without noticing, leaving little time for dinner before Batman and Robin would have to face a very long, and wet night on patrol. As he concluded the story and closed the book he turned to speak to the boy, but stopped. 

Tears ran down Jason’s face as he stared out towards the window, listening to the patter of rain against the glass. He sniffed and rubbed his eyes with the sleeve of his sweater before he noticed that Alfred was done, and was staring at him. 

Jason opened his mouth to blurt out some desperate excuse, but realised that he had none. It had been a long time since he had cried… and something about the death of Robin, the final separation of Little John and his closest friend ally, had awoken Jason’s greatest fear since coming to Wayne Manor. Since meeting Bruce, and Alfred. Since finding a home and a family that he could call his own…

His greatest fear was that it would all get taken away from him one day. 

Alfred set the book down and went over to the couch, sitting down beside him. He wrapped an arm around Jason’s small shoulders, and the boy leaned his head against the butler’s calm and steady heartbeat.

‘”Let us e'er be merry while we may, for man is but dust, and he hath but a span to live here till the worm getteth him,”’ he murmured into the silence, quoting Robin Hood.

‘Thanks Alfie,’ Jason said in a small voice, smiling in spite of himself.  

The door opened quietly behind them, but neither the butler nor the boy noticed. Bruce smiled gently as he watched the two for a moment, then shut the door once more and went down to the batcave to wait for Robin…


Decided to go with bby robin after I got this image in my head of Alfred reading to lil Jay on a rainy day~ At first I was gonna have Alfie reading Shakespeare to him… but then I saw a copy of Robin Hood on the book shelf and thought WAIT A SECOND. I’d never actually read Robin Hood, and like, the parts that I picked out to quote just related so well to Bruce-Batman/Jason-Robin?? And the FORESHADOWING of Robin dying… idk if it was successful or not but that’s what I was aiming for. yikes. 

And I’m sorry for making them cry again. Somebody needs to send me a super silly/happy prompt so that it’s virtually impossible for me to make anyone cry… 

Thanks for another brilliant prompt anon!

The Last Hours

Hi cassie! I am a huge fan of your books and i was wondering about your upcoming book series TLH. I looked it up online but I cannot seem to be able to find much on it. There is probably a limit of things you are willing to mention about the series, so I was wondering if you tell me what has been already released about the series?  — thislittlebookowl

Hello Cassie! I am a huge, huge fan. :) I was wondering if you could maybe give some insight as to how the characters in The Last Hours are going to act, like their personalities and such. — thelastinstruments

There is a limited amount I can say, especially this far in advance — and keep in mind things can always change. But this is pretty much what we know so far, the illustrated version:

The Last Hours is a new Shadowhunters series set in 1903. It deals with the next generation after Will, Tessa and Jem as well as Charlotte and Henry’s children, Tatiana Blackthorn’s children, the Lightwood kids, and many more. 1903 is right around the time the Victorian era tips over into the Edwardian era — beautiful clothes, fabulous history and so much more that I’m excited to write about! (I’ve even been keeping a crazy Pinterest board for inspiration.) The title is taken from the book Great Expectations, of which the series is a retelling: those of you who’ve read The Midnight Heir installment of the Bane Chronicles probably have some ideas about certain of the characters!

You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since – on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made, are not more real, or more impossible to be displaced by your hands, than your presence and influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be. Estella, to the last hours of my life, you cannot choose but remain part of my character, part of the little good in me, part of the evil. — Great Expectations, Charles Dickens

There will be three books: Chain of Thorns, Chain of Gold, and Chain of Iron — also a reference to Great Expectations.

(“Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day.” — Great Expectations)

The books will interconnect with The Dark Artifices trilogy as two separate trilogies that are also the stories of the Blackthorns, Herondales and Carstairs, much like TMI and The Infernal Devices interconnected despite taking place in different time periods and locations. The exact order of publication isn’t decided yet. Lady Midnight, the first of the Dark Artifices, will certainly be the next Shadowhunter book coming out, and I’ll keep you up to date on the publication order when it’s nailed down.

I hope you’re looking forward to reading about Jem, Tessa and Will and their immediate families and descendants as much as I am looking forward to writing about them! In the meantime, I thought you might like to see/get to know a few of the prominent characters. Cassandra Jean drew these for me back when I was still solidifying some of the plot outlines and character details. You can also find most of these names on the family tree and identify their connections. Let’s start with …

Cordelia Carstairs. Daughter of Jem’s Uncle Elias. Bit of a scapegrace and ever since she was ten she’s had a sort of a crush on

James Herondale, who is parabatai with the always-delightful Matthew Fairchild. James is totally in love with and has a very odd relationship with Tatiana’s Blackthorn’s ward Grace Blackthorn, whose brother Jesse Blackthorn may or may not be dead a mystery that occupies the busy brain of writer Lucie Herondale, whose father would really prefer she marry Alastair Carstairs, Cordelia’s older brother. Shown with Cortana — looks like Elias did as Tessa suggested and passed it down to his own children after all.Alastair is best friends with Charles Fairchild, who you may remember as Potentially Buford from Clockwork Princess. Charles would like to be the next Consul, alas, and Henry finds he rather gets along better with Cecily and Gabriel’s son  Christopher, a scientist, who is the younger brother of the ever so sophisticated Anna Lightwood, who keeps her own flat on Percy Street and everyone else’s secrets.

This isn’t all the characters, but it’s a visual tour of quite a few of the significant ones (barring those, like Tessa, Jem, Will and the other adults, who you already know!) I find having visuals of characters often helps while I’m writing so these live above my desk!

dork-empress  asked:

the word 'jaywalker' does come from the slur, though. it wasn't really that there was a stereotype against it, its just back when streets were made for people to walk down, the car industry coined the term so that they could blame people who got run over in the streets on their own stupidity instead of taking responsibility their cars were killing people. and considering the irish were the Big Enemy when cars were becoming popular ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

yeah someone commented this earlier.  Us Americans really have our priorities ass-backwards when it comes to transit.  We prioritize driving cars everywhere.  And me living in a suburb I’m probably amongst the worst offenders.  At least my college campus has a shuttle.  but yeah it doesn’t seem to be getting better any soon.  I just saw this commercial for this ridiculously expensive subscription service for luxury cars where you get to drive a different car every month.  That just looks hella wasteful.  But hey rich people gotta waste their money on something.

concept: we both drop out of school. our mothers are not disappointed; they kiss the blush from our cheeks. i am a preschool teacher and you are the owner of the world’s most beautiful secondhand bookstore. we buy a small house by the sea and all the walls are made of windows, because we have no secrets left. when the neighbors see me crying through the living room wall, they plant another tree in my honor. there is a forest for my tears, and all of the deer love you. our kitchen is unfinished, but wallpapered nonetheless, with paintings and coloring book pages made by my students, and our cupboard is filled with twenty-seven different types of tea. we never run out of fresh fruits, and you make a new dessert with them every night. all we ever eat is pies and we drink cold-brew coffee together every morning and we publish our own newspaper filled with all the most beautiful news we heard on the street the day before. the woman who owns the post office is having her third child, and i sent a postcard to our past selves to celebrate. i ride my bike to work and there is a cat who follows me, there and back. he waits in the basket while i am in school. i never get a flat tire. we have a new dog every week because you find them on the side of the road to the market and we buy a new bed for each of them. the towels are always folded and all of our clothes fit perfectly and we have a handmade quilt for every occasion. it snows, and you promise me the sheets are clean.