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justanoasisimagines · 17 days
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Never Again
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Summary; After a violent encounter with another ship. James blames himself. You decide to set the record straight Pairing; Captain James Flint x Reader WordCount; 608 Warnings; Mentions of injury. A/N; Requests are open. Request guidelines are pinned at the top of the page Credit to @cafekitsune for the banner and the divider
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James stared into the calm sea. Exhausted, however, remained determined to keep his eyes open. No one would sneak up on him or his crew, again. The seas were calm yet danger could lurk on the horizon patiently waiting to attack them.
"Why don't you let someone else keep watch for a while?" James refused to turn around. To take a glimpse at the real reason he'd become extra vigilante, so paranoid.
"I'm fine. Go back to bed. You need to rest." James was met with silence. He couldn't hear anything except the waves crashing into the boat while it glided across the ocean.
Creak.
"I thought I told you to go back to bed" James turned his neck taking a brief glimpse back at you.
"When have I ever enjoyed listening to orders?" James would usually find your attitude endearing, he enjoyed the way you kept him on his toes. However, you could have died today. He could have lost you today and it doesn't bear thinking about.
"Do not disobey your Captain!" James snarled, choosing to turn his body towards you. Your arm was wrapped close to your chest, your lip busted open, and the left side of your jaw had a fresh purple bruise covering it.
Failure. James had failed to protect the most precious and important person in his world. The person who kept his life threaded together. Unable to bear it any longer. James faced the stern once more. A hand slipped its way into his rough, calloused hand. How could someone so pure love someone like him? He was broken, cruel, ruthless and relentless. He did not deserve it.
Selfishly, he kept taking the love you were so willing to give. "You can't keep avoiding me-None of this was your fault. Life on the ocean is not easy. It's ruthless and dangerous; only the strong survive." One by one fingers entwined, delicate between calloused., calloused between delicate.
"I am the Captain of his ship. It's my duty to protect the crew-"
"James, you did protect the crew! Everyone is-" "You got shot! You could have died and it would have been my fault! Why do you constantly put yourself in harm's way to love me!" Teeth clenched, veins popped. To anyone else, Captain James Flint was one of the most ruthless pirates to sever sail the seven seas. To you,, he was James Flint, the man you loved. Yet without unlacing your hands, you stepped in front of the Captain. James looked away, unable to meet your gaze. "James look at me- look at me" James reluctantly glanced at you, momentarily before looking away. "Would you risk your life to protect me?" "Yes! I'd move the heaven and the earth to ensure your safety. Anyone who dared to hurt you would die slowly. Do you question my loyalty to you?" "No of course not. Why do you question why I would do the same? We are not young anymore. I knew of the risks when I agreed to sail the seas with you." Untangling your hand, James placed a tender hand on your cheek. "I do not know what I would do if I'd lost you" "You'd show everyone why it would be the biggest regret of their existence. Do not think about that now We're alive and we're together." James swept his arm underneath your legs, scooping you into his arms. Worry remained prominent in his mind and the next ship who dared to cross him would feel his wrath. He'd remind everyone why he obtained his reputation. No one would dare to dream about looking wrongly in your direction.
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bullet-prooflove · 1 year
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Black Sails Masterlist
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Edward Teach Masterlist
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Thomas Hamilton x James Flint Masterlist
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wonderdustwriting · 2 years
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Smothered in Kisses
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Summary - Jack is visually stressed, and while you have no idea what issue was running through his mind, you determined to solve it. Prompt; Small kisses littered across the other’s face. Pairing - Jack Rackham x Female Reader Word Count - 509 Warnings - Strong Language A/N - Requests are currently open. You can find my request guidelines here
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When Jack returned to your chambers that evening, you knew immediately something was off. His hunched shoulders were unusual for the composed posture that he frequently carried himself with.  
Secondly, when he entered, there was no small smile on his face or the usual "Hello love," Something was wrong. You needed to discover what that was, so perhaps you could offer a solution that Jack might not have seen yet.  
"Jack, is everything alright?" You asked as you got up from your chair and wandered over to him as quickly as your feet could carry you.  
"It's just been one of those days, my love. One of those days, where nothing ever goes fucking right!" The instance you were close enough, Jack enclosed his arms around you, your arms pulling you towards his body as near as he could get you. Your arms instinctively made way around his neck, playing with his hair. Jack enjoyed tugging on the ends of hair gently and it provided him with a sense of relief. You were with him and in that very moment, nothing could tear him down.  
"Whatever it is you believe you cannot work through, you'll find a way. No matter what the others say, they cannot deny how brilliant you are at coming up with solutions." Jack knew you were right, you always were, and he often wondered how he managed to find someone as loyal and as brilliant as you. Jack was keen to set targets on many things, but his most important was to make sure the two of you never had to struggle again.  
"How did I end up with someone so wise and trusting of my capabilities?" Looking at you, you didn't say anything as you brought your lips to his in a reassuring manner. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself to be immersed in a world where only the two of you existed.
"Maybe it's that charming personality that you’re so famous for, or maybe you made me fall in love with you."  
"I did no such thing. I believe it was you who made me fall in love with you. How many times have I kissed you today?"
"Three times, why?"  
"Well, that's far too little. How am I being the proper partner if I show how much I love you only three times a day?"  
"Jack, you show me you love me in other ways. I understand that things are difficult. I know you're working hard to make sure the decisions you made are for the benefit of the larger quantity." Jack nuzzled his nose against yours as you spoke softly. Your voice was more beautiful than any form of poetry or prose.  
"Thank you, my love, for having such faith in me. However, right now, I'd much prefer to show you how much I love you." Jack wasted no time in his plan, beginning to place small delicate kisses all over your face. With all of the words that he could find, sometimes he preferred to show you how grateful he was for you. With every passing ordeal, the two of you encountered, gave him another day to love you. Which he would for many years to come.  
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sleeplessdreamer14 · 2 years
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imagine being a black sails character who provides 80% of the comedic relief
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ambassadorquark · 20 days
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black sails is on netflix now, here's some low effort propaganda for the more underrated yaoi it contains for the real tastemakers & connoisseurs
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july-19th-club · 5 months
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i brought him over with me, you know. we sailed together under avery when we was kids. he was my first bunkmate. and for years, he went on how he'd got this huge stash, hidden away. and i should live to survive him, because one day, i will be a rich man. but as you know...we lost him on the pembroke. so i open his locker and what do i find? twelve pesos. a busted pocket watch. and a letter with instructions to deliver it to his sister in new york. lying sack of shit! was mister craig. so: i bought the boys a round with the pesos, traded the pocket watch for a bit of tail, and spent two weeks that winter in new york trying to deliver that fucking letter to his sister. looked high and low. never found her. so on the way home, i waited until we were in open water and i could see no land in any direction. and i dropped it over the side. returned to the sea...there are no legacies in this life, are there? no monuments. no...history. just the water. it pays us, and then it claims us. swallows us whole. if you EVEN care
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brotherconstant · 1 year
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BLACK SAILS • X. | XV. | XXXV.
The more they realize there is no daylight between you and I, the more they will learn to accept our shared authority.
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steveyockey · 3 months
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flint: you don’t like me
billy bones: what I don’t LIKE is how you aren’t honest with your crew about everything that could go wrong!
flint: oh I know EXACTLY what could go wrong, I just don’t think it would be useful to tell everyone here that there’s a two in three chance we never see the andromache again—
some random crew member: hey look, the andromache!
billy: 😶
flint: 😘
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kairenn-n · 10 months
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i wish merlin had killed even more people in canon. he deserved it. that scene where he kills agravaine and his men? the best thing in the show ever. he needed a scene where he killed someone with his bare hands 0 magic used. and a scene where he brought down a whole army like its nothing AS HIMSELF. and a scene where he cut someone's throat with a knife. and a scene where. sorry im getting carried away. im right tho
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cashmere-caveman · 7 months
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tfw u realize that a triangle has three sides and one of them has nothing to do w ur corner at all
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jaynovz · 6 months
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Is it time for me to foam at the mouth about one of Silver's most batshit insane decisions in the entire show?
(So the ramble underneath this is literally 2k, so like, make good choices I guess. also pls imagine me as Pepe Silvia meme the entire time)
So I see people talking a lot about how Silver is fucking deranged bonkers banana cakes he has 10,000 snakes in his head instead of a brain and of course I agree this is just Canon.
However, the moments that we focus on are like 3.3, doldrums talking to Billy about Flint controlling reality when he's starving and dehydrated or like what he says in response in 3.10 when Flint tells him his story, about Thomas.
Both of those are very very good moments for Silver being fucking crazy and saying things out loud with his human mouth that no regular unfucked human being would come up with, he set new RECORDS for it, agreed.
TODAY I want to talk about a different moment, what I think is the most egregious example of Derangement. It's in the Silver-Flint gold conversation in 2.7.
Quick context-- Before Silver meets back up with Flint in 2.7 he was sent after a VERYYYY dissatisfying conversation (aka "the gold is still a priority" where Silver challenges Flint on the Vane and the fort and Abigail Ashe plan and Flint lies to his face) to go influence the men to vote for Flint's side of things over Hornigold's. After dealing with the Logan situation in the middle of that (which I don't actually think Flint ever finds out about Silver helping to cover that shit up, but that's not the point right now) he shows back up right in the middle of Hornigold addressing the pirate council and accusing Flint of a bunch of crimes (most of which are accurate lol) and Flint is Angy about "where the fuck has you [Silver] been?" and Silver tells him (loud enough for the entire council to hear mmhmm) that the gold is gone.
Now the order of the scenes, the timeline, means The Reveal about the gold is with Max later, (right, that later is the point it becomes real for us because we're finding out the same as Max's that Silver has made the gold disappear) and so it's hard to keep in mind until a second watch how the entire time there in the tent and Silver is putting on this performance, such a good show about it the whole time and then he goes and talks and gives the speech to the whole fucking combined crew and that entire time we don't know yet.
But Silver knows. He has already engineered a situation where he has convinced to the scouts that they're going to sell the location of the gold to another crew!! He has already removed the Urca gold from right under Flint's nose!! (Which is like the thing that Flint has been working towards for an unknown amount of years since he found out about it right? This thing, this sort of mythical amount of money, which is going to solve problems and effect change and build a future and fulfill Thomas ideals.)
And while he's talking he has already waved his hand and made it disappear in the narrative and he did it so skillfully that we don't even suspect that this is happening until the reveal and so sometimes it's hard to go back and think about the 2.7 tent conversation.
Potentially it doesn't quite HIT on the first watch. Maybe not even the second.
But yeah what I want to draw attention to is that... this ENTIRE TIME, from the moment Silver shows back up, he is putting on the performance of his fucking life. He's ALREADY met the scouts Vincent and Nicholas on the jetty, he's ALREADY convinced them ON THE FLY ON A WHIM to lie to Captain Flint. He's ALREADY coached them through exactly what to say to sell it, to lie to Captain James Flint's fucking face. right??? and THEN only after that does he goes to meet Flint.
And the very specific thing I am focusing on isn't even THAT gamble, which is fucking SCARY CRAZY ALREADY. But the WAY this boy pulls the bluff out, the lengths he goes to during the next convo in the tent about "there is no we. the gold was the inducement" and all that. You know the scene.
I wanna underline how Silver decides midstream, midargument to... FLIP IT AROUND and accuse Flint of making the gold disappear.... when Silver literally just made the gold disappear.
Silver: I believe I've been clear about the nature of my investment here. The gold was the inducement. Now no gold… Flint: It's an unfortunate development that we have to adapt, and quickly. Silver: Adapt? I've had about my fill of adapting lately. Doing your bidding, keeping the crew in line for you. Flint: I wasn't the only one to benefit from that. Silver: It certainly seemed that way. Even now you're the only one benefitting from it. Flint: What are you saying, that I'm benefitting from the gold having disappeared? Silver: It certainly solved a number of problems for you, didn't it? I have half a mind to wonder if you didn't orchestrate this whole thing to your advantage.
So yeah I'm uh, I'm literally foaming im frothing im cappucino right now. I want to put this UNDER THE MICROSCOPE AND STUDY HIM. what in the FUCK. Silver knows the entire time, this ENTIRE EXCHANGE, that not only is the gold still on the beach but that he is gonna fucking SELL THE LOCATION to Max and Rackham. And then sits there cool as a fucking cucumber with his mask of irritability...(because of course if he had nothing to do with it!!) Like of course he would be mad that the gold is gone, because the gold was the inducement RIGHT.
All of the rest of that is a foundation for like the craziest part isn't necessarily that he's putting on the act That's in keeping with him, we've seen that, we saw that he was getting more and more frustrated and that part doesn't surprise us that like he would... I mean we saw him steal the page and we saw him burn the page and we have seen him make these types of kind of batshit decisions so we're like "okay this this checks out."
But the truly deranged part where it goes beyond like it just like they're like literally... he. he. HE ACCUSES FLINT OF THE THING HE JUST DID. There was no reason for you to say that and at this point it's like he is SEEING how CLOSE he can get to the fire, he is seeing how much RISK can be pulled off. He's getting off on poking and sleeping dragon in the eye when he knows very well the entire time that he stole the fucking dragon's gold.
"I have half a mind to wonder if you didn't orchestrate this whole thing to your advantage."
I--
it's... it's some reverse psychology bluffing gamble, it's "let me say what has happened, let me literally ADMIT WHAT I JUST DID but no YOU did it, I projected it onto YOU. hope that you don't think about that too hard. let me hope that this works out"
There was... THERE WAS JUST NO REASON FOR IT. He was already pulling it off, the conversation was. "There is no we" and "I was clear about the nature of my investment" THAT'S ENOUGH. STOP.
there's just no reason for him to have done that but it's because he's fucking crazy he's a crazy person
The way his brain works just does not follow lines of logic like a sane human being!!
FURTHER POINT--
this is how we also get to the point where he convinces himself to go to Charles Town (because we see him go to Charlestown!! we see him on the ship the next time!! in 2.8!!)
and he says to the scouts that, yknow, paraphrasing "we came on this endeavor in order to allay suspicion about the fact that we have all double crossed this crew that we are sailing with right now including Flint"
now the thing about that is that and I think I've mentioned this before, but I don't know if I've said it in a formal post that so many people had defected/deserted because the gold was gone and they had no appetite for storming the fort after that. And then Silver went and convinced to the rest of the crew remaining to go to Charlestown to seek the pardons right and that's what Flint wanted him to do. So if Silver then defected because the gold was indeed the inducement and there was no gold then I don't think Flint would have fucking batted an eye!!!
And neither would anyone else!! because even though Silver is very useful to Flint as a tool right now, Flint was very mission-focused, very Miranda-focused very pardons-focused, very "let's fulfill Thomas's dream"-focused. So even though he does and has needed Silver a lot recently to influence the crew, I don't think he was really thinking about him basically for two-three episodes after that basically. Cuz they don't talk again, right, and they are just not in each other's orbit for 2.8, 2.9, 2.10.
So what that tells me is that Silver goes to Charlestown and he just... really didn't have to he could have stayed in Nassau and assisted Max or just laid low until the gold got retrieved and then potentially taking his share and left before Flint crew got back!!
I've talked about this specific part before where Silver says that their safety is contingent upon whether Flint is successful in his endeavor or not. Like he says that out loud to Vincent (which is the most bat ship banana cakes bonkers thing ever) about it because he's basically hitched his horse to the outcome of this pardon situation when he absolutely didn't have to do that to get the goal he and the scouts could have all just deserted and no one would have been the wiser because so many crew had, including Dufresne, because of the gold situation!!
Now there's some arguments here about well.... one of our main characters cannot just leave.
But because the writers have created a party member who wants to leave the party what they then keep having to do is invent more and more convoluted mental gymnastics to himself to continue staying and following Flint which is why at the end of the day I sort of can't really see a situation where the Silverflint thing is not like the main thing because they're both obsessed with each other in different ways (and Silver is obsessed first because he doesn't fucking leave and there's a bunch of reasons he should and there's a bunch of chances for him to do so) and so it all starts to look real fucking gay
But yes uh circling back... Silver lies to Flint's fucking face about the gold, going so far as to ACCUSE HIM of making it disappear, then goes on an extremely dangerous errand trapped on a ship full of people who he double crossed with two scouts with loose lips... when, in order to guarantee his future, if we're looking at actual real logic and actual real pragmatism and survival instincts and not just "oh I have to follow Flint because ummmm -dial up sounds-",
Then he should have stayed in Nassau.
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wheretheresawyll · 2 months
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Thinking of John Silver saying "I'm no one, from nowhere, belonging to nothing" and Wyll saying "Wyll Ravengard: a memory of a memory. A man who belongs to the past." Something something when you know the story you are in and you sink yourself so deep into the narrative that you lose your identity in it
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kvetchinglyneurotic · 8 months
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obviously it's wild that silver's response to flint telling him about thomas is to be like "sorry that happened but i noticed that all the people closest to you die, and now i'm the person closest to you so i'm worried about my safety," but it's even more wild that he follows that up with "but then i realized i'm so powerful now bc of how loved and feared i am by the crew that actually i'm probably going to be the one who causes your death, so..."
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black sails is better
...better than what? Snakes? If you don't like snakes and would instead prefer Black Sails content you might be on the wrong blog, my friend
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lagaans · 18 days
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2.07 silverflint arguement is so juicy tasty delicious succulent and delectable "i need your help" crazy. "you'll address them then?" "yeah" insane! "don't you want to discuss" "i know what i'm doing" well i've been found dead on the floor
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finngualart · 1 year
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the fact that i never finished this painting i started in 2018 kept haunting me (much like Black Sails itself), and now i can finally put it to rest
it goes with @old-long-john's beautiful fic, which you can read here
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