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↳ s k e t c h b o o k : color studies of rome (1819)


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It was 1789, in England, and Elisabeth knew that she was but a peasant girl and could never even hop

It was 1789, in England, and Elisabeth knew that she was but a peasant girl and could never even hope to have an affair or even have sex with a painter so nobel and famous like William Turner. 
She could only help around the house while her master was in London for art exhibitions or in a voyage to paint far away places. When he was at home, she stood there watching him paint, and imagining his strong and long strikes of paint in the most sexual way as whips of pain and pleasure on her young and still virgin body. 
When he was gone, she would masturbate using his brushes, feeling them deep inside while thinking about his strong strokes, watching his paintings. 
Sometimes… if the paint was still fresh, while her master was outside, she used to press her naked body on the painting, feeling her nipples become hard while pressing against the paint. 

She masturbated while doing this and the thing that always made her cum most of all, was waiting until she could hear the steps of her master on the stair. Fearing that he could discover her and punish her made her orgasm every time  stronger and stronger. At the last moment, she hid away while he entered the room and watched him again, adding strong brushes of other colors on top.


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Art History Meme [6/8] Artists ↳ Joseph Mallord William Turner (1775-1851) Light is therefore colourArt History Meme [6/8] Artists ↳ Joseph Mallord William Turner (1775-1851) Light is therefore colourArt History Meme [6/8] Artists ↳ Joseph Mallord William Turner (1775-1851) Light is therefore colour

Art History Meme [6/8] Artists
↳ Joseph Mallord William Turner (1775-1851)

Light is therefore colour.


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Part two of my reponse to @ocfairygodmother ask for plot bunny

This one might become more

Name:Charlotte Rogers born Hornigold

Faceclaim: Eleanor Tomlinson

Fandom:Pirates of the Caribbean

Love interest: Will Turner

Family:Benjamin Hornigold (Father), Unnamed Women (Mother), Woodes Rogers (Adoptive Father), Sarah Whetstone (Adoptive Mother), Woodes the Second (Adoptive Brother), Two unnamed adoptive sister.

Mini Bio or Head Canon:

  • Daughter of the Pirate turn pirate hunter Benjamin Hornigold.
  • Was adopted after her father death by his employers the first Royal Governor of the Bahamas Woodes Rogers.
  • Know the Swann family from different meeting between the two governors.
  • Friend with Will because of Elizabeth.
  • And while everyone think Will have a crush on Elizabeth, he has feeling for Charlotte.
  • In contrary of the Governor Swann, Woodes Rogers doesn’t have anything against a potential romance between Charlotte and Will.
  • She is in Port Royal when the Pirates attack.
  • Go with Will and Jack to save her best friend.
  • Form easily a friendship with Jack who knew her real father and tell her so.

Beautiful View - Oneshot

Pairing: Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader

Prompts: /

Summary: Jack and you realize something about each other as you watch shooting stars together

Warnings: Literally just fluff

A/N: So the day I started writing this is the night of the 13th december and tonight you‘re supposed to see 150 shooting stars each hour in germany so this idea came to mind :D

MASTERLIST



Normally you would’ve hated the fact that you weren’t able to sleep again. Insomnia had been a part of your life for some time now and while there were nights where it seemed like it wasn’t, the ones where you tossed and turned until you finally decided to give up and spend your time with your own thoughts certainly were more common.

But this time you were thankful.

After you had woken up after a very unsatisfying sleep (it was more of a nap if you were honest) you grabbed something to drink and went upstairs onto the deck. The course had been set and the sea was calm so there was no need for anyone to steer the ship this evening, meaning that you were all on your own.

It was a bit cold but that didn’t matter right now. Actually you just wanted to get some fresh air and look out a bit at the sea, maybe be lucky enough to watch an animal swim past, when it happened. The sky suddenly cleared up with a strong breeze and you couldn’t believe your eyes at first.

Above you there were hundreds no, thousands of stars sparkling in the sky and reflecting on the calm ocean waters. The moon was full and shimmered together with the little planets. And that is when you saw it;

A fast tail of light flew by and you weren’t sure if it was actually real or if you were just seeing things.

There it was again, and then another one.

Not long and there were dozens of shimmering stars practically flying across the firmament. It was a meteor shower. You had never seen one before and so you stood there with your lips slightly parted and you eyes wide and a bit teary from insisting the urge to blink and miss a few shooting stars.

After a while though, your neck began to hurt so you tried to lay down in a comfortable position on the wood plank of the ship and watch the spectacle above you. It truly felt out of this world.


What you didn’t know though was, that someone else also wasn’t able to sleep and walked on deck, noticing you almost immediately.

Jack was mever good at just laying down and falling asleep. Except when he was drunk but then again, when that was the case he didn’t lay down from his own free will but he rather just passed out. Usually he would just sit in his cabin and either drink until exactly that happened or he would study his maps in hope of finding something new to discover. This time he didn’t feel like doing either of that though. He just wanted to get out. There was too much going on in his mind lately. Too much comfusing stuff. For example he started feeling bad about drinking when around the crew, something that is utterly new to him. He was drunk most of the time, why did he feel bad now?

When he stepped out of his cabin he was zoned out and didn’t look around much but then he saw you. You were laying down on your back with one hand behind your head and the other resting on your stomach while one of your legs was bend. With furrowed eyebrows he stumbled over to you.

“‘ello?” Confused he stood beside you and looked down at you. Your eyes widened a bit in shock and you quickly sat up. “Oh, sorry! I couldn’t sleep.” you explained and looked back up at him. He only nodded and you saw his gaze wandering up and down your body. you couldn’t help but blush slightly when you noticed. After all you must look pretty disheveled from not being able to sleep and then laying there for some time. “Arn’t ya cold?” He mumbled, more to himself from what it seems. You tilted your head with irritation. Jack pointed towards your shoulder. Your shirt had slipped off a bit and you frantically pulled it back up and gave him an awkward smile and looked up again to distract yourself. “I originally just wanted to get some fresh air but uhh” you nodded towards the sky and made Jack look up at the ocean of stars too. While he watched the sparkling you carefully studied his face. You couldn’t tell if he was impressed, speechless or utterly bored but you could swear that his eyes widened for a second, just like yours did.

And then an idea hit you. If it was a good one or the most stupid you ever had would clear up in mere seconds; “Do you wanna look at it with me?” The brown eyed captain looked down at you and watched you lightly pat the planks beside you. Truth is, you liked him. He was nice to be around, even if he was unbearable sometimes when he was drunk but you could see that he wasn’t at this moment. What you noticed is that he is much quieter when he‘s sober. Maybe even a little shy at times.

Jack didnt say anything but he sat down beside you and watched how you lay back again after a minute or so had passed. Jack took this time to study your features for a second. It‘s not like he did that intentionally..it just sorta..happened. Like his eyes would dart around the ship until he saw you and out of nowhere all of his attention was towards you. All of his thoughts were thinking about you, even his body was drawn to you like you were some sort of magnetic force whenever he was around you. It truly was something new. He had never experienced such strong feelings- feelings?

In the meantime he had layed down beside you but he kept watching you and how your eyes seemed to shine every time a new shooting star flew across the sky. Now he knew why he started feeling shame whenever he was drunk around hus crew. Because you were there. He cared about what you thought of him. He cared about how he presented himself, he cared about you.

“Beautiful isnt it?” You said, lips still slightly parted. “Mhmm” that was the only answer Jack could give. He knew that you were talking about the nightsky but at this moment he couldn’t care less for that. The only thing he saw was you. Unfortunately you seemed to have noticed his staring since you turned your head and saw his smirk, making you blush once again.

Maybe you didn’t just like him. Maybe it was more than that. Far more than that.

Jack slowly got up but then he suddenly leaned over you and stole a quick kiss to your cheeck and then he was gone, back in his quarters.

Your face was heating up like crazy and you covered it with your hands.

“Stupid Pirate”


A/N: Okay this was so dang adorable to write omg. Also yes, I know, this took super long too but I‘m really happy with the end result!

Please give me feedback, write what you liked about it and what I could change. Also spelling mistakes and placing commas wrong (which I think I did a lot here) are always welcome to be corrected

What I want most - Pt. 2 (Final)

Pairing: Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader

Prompts: /

Summary: Jack tries to figure out if you reciprocate his feelings and what he finds out surprises him more than anything else

Warnings: /

A/N: Here is the second part! Hope you enjoy it :D

MASTERLIST

Part 1


“The Compass s’ still pointing north west?” Gibbs asked when Jack walked past him.

He hummed in response even though he knew that it changed because he saw you helping Ragetti and Pintel with their tasks.

That is another thing he admired and liked about you. Even if you were exhausted from your tasks or didn’t have any in the first place, you still helped everyone on the ship that asked. Wether it was because you were too polite to say no or because you genuinely wanted to help them he didn’t know. Either way, and Jack couldn’t quite believe it himself, you were just too..nice for him. It was strange, he wanted you all to himself and desperately wished you would feel the same but at the same time he thought you deserved someone better. Someone like William Turner for example, an honest man. Someone you could trust.

He threw his head back in annoyance and groaned, earning a few irritated d looks from his crewmates which he immediately shooed away with a “what are you looking at?”.

And right at that moment something came to mind- he should just give you the compass and see where it points. Jack shook his head at his own stupidity, he even did it already that day so he‘d just have to be able to get a proper look at it this time.

He called out for you and you hurried over to him with a very tired look in your eyes. Suddenly he felt bad again, but this wouldn’t take long.

“Enlighten me on what it shows you.” He said and handed you his compass, already flipped open. You raised an eyebrow at him in confusion but sighed and looked where it pointed this time. Unfortunately you had tilted it so far over that there was not enough room for him to see.

You vaguely gestured into the direction of him. “I dunno, something there.” Little did Jack know that you just didn’t want him to know what it was actually pointing at.

“What ‘there’ ? C‘mon tell me what you think it is!” He said and still tried to get a glance at this compass which resulted in you holding it closer to your chest.

“How am I supposed to know what I want most?” You asked, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows.

“Just let me have a look the-”

“NO!”

You glanced around for a second and saw everyone staring at the two of you.

Clearing your throat you looked back up at Jack. “I mean- I‘d rather not.” You said and smiled at him awkwardly and then quickly handed him the compass back.

“Oh is it pointing at someone?”Anamaria said with a smirk on her face and subtly wriggling her eyebrows. “What? No.” You said and crossed yor arms in defense though that didn’t stop you from furiously blushing. You were more than happy that it was dark already.

“Then why don’t you tell us, you seem to already have a guess at what it‘s pointing at.” Gibbs said while Ragetti and Pintel started giggling while looking at you.

Shrugging you looked away. Can this just not happen please?

“Where are we sailing right now anyways?” You asked and threw the compass back at Jack. “Don’t change the subject, love.” Jacks’ eyes widened for a second, that nickname wasn’t intentional. He quickly grinned and threw it right back at you.

This is too much


“This is stupid.” You muttered and frantically pressed the compass against his chest and walked away after he took it with a surprised expression on his face. Had he gone too far? But why would you insist on not showing him when it wasn’t just some ordinary treausre? All of a sudden he had a realization. What if it truly was pointing at someonebut that someone was just simply not him? Maybe you already had someone? But then again, why would he never have heard of that secretive lover? There was a stinging pain in his chest at the thought you with somebody else than him.

No, he had to find out. It wouldn’t make sense to drown in his thoughts now, overthinking wasn’t like him.

He shot a quick smile at his confused crew and quickly walked after you under deck. He would just simply ask you, he thought determined and called out your name.

“What?” You emerged out of a corner with a bottle of water in your hand. “Listen, if you just wanna keep mocking me with that compass then-” but he cut you off with a gesture of his hand.

“I-” he stopped, searching for the right words. “didn’t mean to mock you.” It was not more than a quiet mumble. He took a glance at you and unfortunately for him you were staring at him. His heart skipped a beat, why did you always have to look at him like that? “Do you- or rather have you” he sighed. Why was this so hard? He heard Will talk to Elizabeth about their relationship and he never seemed to have much problems.

“Do you have a guy?” You looked at him and turned your head slightly from irritation. “Or a girl, I dunno.” “I‘m afraid I don’t know what you‘re talking about.” “Do you have a uhhh, do you have a lover or something?”

You quickly realized that this was probably the worst time to take a sip from the beverage in your hand. You quietly chocked and closed the bottle again. “What? No, why would you think that?”

Jack couldn’t help but grin at that, leaving you more irritated than ever.

“That‘s good because..” he took a few steps towards you while you were still watching him carefully. “That would have been bad for me.” He simply said. The Captain now looked down at you with a half smile. What was this all about? You thought, though you could feel your heart beating faster with the hopes of what he was trying to say.

No, he couldn’t say what you wanted him to. That was simply impossible. You knew Jack, he wasn’t a man like that.

Yet your heart didn’t stop beating and you felt like it was going to explode.

“Jack, what do y-”

Suddenly his lips were pressed against yours and he slowly and carefully raised his hand up to lay it on the back of your neck.

You just stood there, not being able to process what was happening. He drew back and looked at you with a worried expression. Had he gone too far? He normally was good at reading people.

“I” you only said while looking down.

Great. He thought. Awkward silence.

Gathering all your courage you looked back up at him. “I wouldn’t mind if you did that again.” It was not more than a quiet mumble.

The worried look was long gone on his face and replaced with a smug smirk as he kissed you again.


A/N: It finally is done! God this took me longer than expected. Writersblock, stress, an annoying cold and bad internet..the universe really didn’t want me to finish this lmao. Tbh, I‘m not super happy with this second part but I still hope you guys enjoy it :)

Please give me feedback, write what you liked about it and what I could change. Also spelling mistakes and placing commas wrong (which I think I did a lot here) are always welcome to be corrected

J. M. W. Turner - Vesuvius In Eruption, c. 1820. 

J. M. W. Turner - Vesuvius In Eruption, c. 1820. 


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