#darlinghook

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The man offered a slight, but polite smile as he nodded in confirmation, glancing at the grinder before beginning to step back toward the door. "Thank you for the thorough explanation, Miss…?"

"…Wendy," she said softly, smiling slightly at him with a nod. "Anytime, Mister…?"

The man's lips quirked up a bit more. He bowed his head to her, saying smoothly, "James Stewart. Have a lovely day, Miss Wendy."

Wendy blinked again in surprise, still considerably caught off guard by how polite the man was, given how stern he could obviously be to whoever crossed him. She blushed a bit pinker, nodding back and managing a soft, "You as well, Mister Stewart. Thank you."

Mister Stewart's piercing eyes looked her over - and for a moment, Wendy was all too aware of her casual work outfit in the face of his intimidating corporate ensemble. But before she could hide her silly blue jumper behind the height of the espresso machine, Mister Stewart's phone rang again - and he turned, taking another long sip of his coffee as he tapped his earpiece with his hand, saying with that same stern confidence from before, "I'm listening."

Sooooo I wrote an origin story for Captain Hook? ⚔️ 🤺 I found some of my old art from 2019 and felt like I needed to get back into my old fandom. I was THRILLED when I realised I could connect my current fandom (David Copperfield) with Peter Pan 😭🥹🩷

April 14, 2011 | 1k words | Ch. 1/1

https://archiveofourown.org/works/183994

When Hook returns to Earth for Wendy's funeral, he and Jane mourn together.

Fandom(s): Peter Pan (2003), Peter Pan - J. M. Barrie, Return to Never Land (2002)  

Rating: N/A

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Jane (Peter Pan), James Hook, Original Female Character

Category: F/M

Relationship(s): Wendy Darling/James Hook, James Hook/Jane, James Hook/Margaret, James Hook/Original Female Character

Additional Tags: Wakes & Funerals, Multidimensional Travel, POV Female Character, POV: Jane (Peter Pan), Present Tense, POV Third Person, Grief, Mourning, mothers, Granchildren, Literary Reference, Literary Allusions

Also available as a podfic:

So this is my favourite version. Since seeing it, I own a copy of it, I make fan art of it, and I have fanfiction based on it….It is the one I dream of when I see Captain Hook. I also have @oh-my-favourite-piratee which has a lot of this version sliding into it.

It is from 2003.

This is mostly just a rant about why I love this version…

This movie is mentioned later in the inktober too.

More in Keep Reading.

Anon asked:

If I enjoy Violaf fics, which other fics(and original works) could be to my taste?

I’m back with part two ;)

General CW for all sorts of problematic content.

Lucious Malfoy / Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Unlike Dramione, which is much more popular, Lumione has more of a power imbalance, plus the age gap, which makes it a little more similar to Violaf in my eyes. Ultimately it is completely different, as I don’t find Lucius to have many similarities to Olaf, nor Hermione to Violet, but it still just scratches that itch for me.

1.) Play Cissy For Me by the_artful_scribbler

After disguising herself as Narcissa Black, Hermione finds herself in a pickle. 

2.) An Innocent Obsession by Elle_Morgan_Black

Hermione believes Lucius Malfoy is the pinnacle of the wizarding world. He finds her rather special as well. (Complete canon overhaul, starting in first year.)

3.) The Unforgivables by Suliswrites

Lucius becomes the Golden Trio’s prisoner, and Hermione unlocks a strange power in herself.

4.) Slightly Less Sinister by jezzie (krith)

Severus prepares Hermione for an undercover mission. (Honorary mention, because this is actually Hermione/Severus with mention of Hermione/Lucius, but I love it too much to not include it.) 

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Long John Silver / Jim Hawkins (NTL Treasure Island)

Another age gap, power imbalance type ship! This one is super niche but has some really well written fics in the tag. If you haven’t seen the play, I recommend it, it’s really enjoyable. I’m not sure if it is free online, but message me and I can see about getting you a link to watch it ;)

1.) Seasickness by courtneybgood

Jim tries to process her loss. (After the events of the play.)

2.) In All My Dreams I Drown by Anonymous

Canon divergent. Jim joins Long John Silver’s crew.

3.) Between Dreams by Anonymous

Sequel and prequel snapshots of the previous fic.

4.) Burn Me Up by 55vre55

Jim/John Silver modern roadtrip au. (dark, some lolita parallels)

5.) Trust Me With Your Hands Tied by Annabel7

Still restrained, Jim is forced to do some dancing.

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Wendy Darling / James Hook (Peter Pan)

So I’m obsessed with Captain Hook, he is probably my favorite character of all time. I also love Wendy because I always love eldest sister characters. Wendy/Hook is quite similar to Violaf in a lot of ways (enemies-to-lovers, age gap, creepy seductive old man/eldest sister)

1.) That Place Between Sleep and Awake by eternallost

To escape her upcoming marriage, Wendy heads back to Neverland.

2.) No Unworthy Aim by Sinope

Wendy meets James again, but this time in England, during World War I

3.) Tea with a Pirate by RisqueSno

Hook helps Wendy “grow up.”

So the lovely @wisp-of-a-spook and I were talking the other day about writing a fic about a masquerade ball with the said pairing. I actually proposed her she could write it but said I will also write my own, so here is the first part! And let’s hope my writer’s block is gone forever! :D But you have to forgive me, since I’m not a Native English speaker and I’m rusty as hell, since I haven’t written any fic in AGES. So bear with me.

@wisp-of-a-spook, so here it is! <3 I hope I will get to the next part soon :)

I just find the Captain Hook tag very lacking in the fanfiction department. ;)

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own any of the characters, these are barely my interpretations of them.

FACECLAIMS: Captain Hook looks like the irreplaceable Jason Isaacs in “Peter Pan” 2003 film.

Wendy Darling more less as an adult Rachel Hurd-Wood. Examples: her roles as Sybil Vane in “Dorian Gray” or anything other where she’s adult anyway.

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Wendy Darling was quite content with her life. She was top of the class at the university, close to graduating with a master’s degree. It was to nobody’s surprise that she chose to study literature. Wendy was, after all, a storyteller, and a masterful one at that. It seemed but the right choice to study the stories that had entranced her from her very childhood.

Once a week, every Friday, her close friends would meet her at Mrs. And Mr. Darling’s house, gathering around the fireplace, faces filled with amazement and awe, to listen to the wonderful stories Wendy has been so passionately and carefully crafting and then telling.

Fire would lit in her jade green eyes when she spoke, a mischievous smile playing on her still  yet girlish lips, golden brown locks thrown away in disarray when she gesticulated.

But Wendy Darling was very much a woman now. She grew up and it wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened, she thought.

Yet despite the obvious success in her field, despite the friends and loving family, Wendy’s life lacked something. It lacked something deep and profound and enticing, the feeling that would make her blood stir in excitement,  make the life worthwhile –  companionship and adventure.

And it’s been like that since she left Neverland.

Neverland was a place full of wondrous but treacherous magic that Wendy and her brothers used to frequently visit as children – in their dreams, at first. But soon the veil between dreams and reality became so thin it could rip at any moment – and so it did. Wendy, John and Michael soon met Peter Pan, who tought them to fly and it was him who took them to Neverland – this time for real.

Peter was her first love. She gave him her hidden kiss – oh, to be so vulnerable again –

They lived through all kinds of adventures, met the lost boys and sirens and Indians and pirates and –

Him.

For the past few nights Wendy has been having the same dream on repeat. Surely she must have been missing Neverland. But it was not Peter hauting her dreams. Those weren’t his boyish green eyes and his ‘cockadoodledoo!’ she could hear. Her feelings for him were gone, she was not a girl anymore –

Wendy was dreaming of eyes so blue, those unmistakable eyes, blue as forget-me-nots, of profound melancholy1, and all around her, as if an echo in a well, she could hear his voice:

‘Wendy… Darling...’

Wendy woke up with a loud gasp, eyes shooting wide open. She fell asleep on her desk again, face against the hardcover of her textbook. Grimacing and rubbing her face, she got up and stretched her neck. She put on her favourite lavender robe and went down the stairs to the kitchen to make herself some tea.

The clock in the living room struck midnight and then stopped ticking.2 At first Wendy didn’t notice, busy making her tea, but then it caught her attention.

‘How odd...’

She went to the living room and frowned at the clock in puzzlement, but then heard a firm knock on the door.  

It was very weird for anyone to come at this time , Wendy certainly wasn’t expecting anyone and she was home alone. But Wendy Moira Angela Darling wasn’t raised a coward.

She went to the door and hesitated a bit before opening it. There was nobody and nothing outside.

‘Hello?’

She looked around, irked. Probably some prankster was thinking himself funny with these type of jokes.

But to her surpise there actually was something. A thin, rectangular object, slowly falling down in a feather-like manner and finally landing on her doormat in front of her.

Wendy stared at the object, confused, then picked it up.

It was an envelope, of dark crimson colour, sealed with golden wax. Adressed to ‘Miss Wendy Darling’. And glistening with… was this possible? Was that fairy dust?..

Wendy’s gasp was barely audible when she was staring at the envelope with wonder, but then the chill October air reminded her she wasn’t suitably dressed, so she went back inside.

Still bewildered, she sat at the kitchen table and took a deep breath before cracking the wax open with slightly shaking hands.

Inside there was an invitation card, written in beautiful cursive:

Samhain Masquerade Ball

You are cordially invited to the great Samhain Masquerade Ball, hosted by the ever so generous Captain James Hook. Second star to the right and straight on till morning. We will be honoured by your presence. Wear your best.

Apart from the invitation card there was also a folded piece of parchment. Wendy took it out of the envelope and smelled tobacco, vanilla and spices. It wasn’t a strong smell, it slightly lingered on the parchment, barely a memory of a much stronger essence, but it was enough to make her head spin. Wendy already knew who this was from.

She unfolded the parchment.

‘There’s still a room for a storyteller.’

Even his handwriting felt familiar. And she knew she will accept the invitation.

Wendy felt something light drop onto the floor. She bent down to check what it was. When she got up, her mouth was curling up slightly, eyes filled with nostalgia and pressed forget-me-nots in her hand.

1Just as J.M. Barrie described Captain Hook’s eyes.