#black sails imagine

[blahblahwritings]

O Captain, My Captain.

A/N: It sure has been a while. I'm non-binary now. Feel like compared to those fic writers that disappear for years and come back saying 'sorry I was in prison' that coming out as NB isn't all that big. This is a request from anonymous:

'Can you please do a Captain Flint X Reader where he spent the night with the reader on his ship(If you can add smut, that'll be great!! But If you're not comfy with it I understand!! <333) and when he's having a meeting with his crew the reader just woke up and is trying to find him, so she's just wearing a translucent robe and when she opened the door with Flint and His crew she was embarrassed and Flint's crew was all flustered and stuff.

IDK IF THIS MADE ANY SENSE, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! IF YOURE ABLE TO MAKE THIS, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! MWA 💋

I love Captain Flint ;>'

Sorry its so short. I am well out of practice.

Words: 1683

Warnings: Smut. Porn. Lemon. Whatever you want to call it.

His hands were warm, leaving trails of lightning in their wake as they roamed the expanse of your bare skin. He grabbed and pulled at your soft flesh as his tongue swirled around your clit expertly. The sounds he was pulling from you were filth as he moved to tease your entrance with a single digit. Slowly, torturously so, he slid inside your cunt with ease. You groaned and bucked your hips, a wordless demand for more. He chuckled lowly at your impatience and placed soft kisses to the inside of your thighs.

"So needy." He growled, the sound low in his throat. He added another finger, stretching you just a little further as he began pumping them in and out of you. Your breathy moans were music to his ears and his cock twitched at the sound but despite his wavering self-control, he remained focussed on the task at hand. Moving his mouth back to your clit, he sucked the bud into his mouth and gently licked it with small flicks of his wicked tongue. Your back arched as he curled his fingers, stroking that spot inside you just right. For a moment, among all the sensations, your eyes scrunched closed and you swore you could see stars. He didn't stop but he didn't speed up his movements either leaving you just short of that tantalising peak.

"Ple-Please, Captain. I need more. I need-" Before you finished that sentence his pace quickened, knowing exactly what you needed. His tongue firmly lapped at you applying just the right amount of pressure. His fingers curled upwards and thrust in and out at a ruinous pace which your breathing quickly matched. You gasped, a hand coming to grip his hair. Time stood still, the feeling of your climax washing over you in powerful waves. His pace never slowed, his mouth continuing its patterns pushing you deeper into the pleasure. He moaned, the vibrations sending little shockwaves through you. Your back arched and his eyes found yours as you convulsed. The bastard smirked, knowing he was the only one that could bring you to the brink so violently. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as he began to slow, bringing you back to reality with gentle touches to your body, the soft flesh tingling with the aftermath. Your eyelids grew heavy as he cleaned you up lazily with his mouth but you wanted to make him feel the way you did. You moved a hand to grab his thick cock as he crawled his way over you.

"You're tired." He blinked at you, eyes much softer than they were before. "You don't have to return the favour." You smiled, appreciating the gesture, but despite your tiredness, if you didn't have him right now you might just explode. Grabbing him tightly, you stroked up and down his length, brushing your thumb over the tip as you squeezed. His eyes rolled back and he sucked a breath in through his teeth as you undid the last of his self-control. The darkness in his eyes pinned you in place, the softness replaced with a charged gaze. "You're sure?" His voice was clipped. A nod from you was all it took as he grabbed your hands roughly and pinned them above you with a single hand, the other gripped your jaw as he kissed you. It was desperate and you could taste yourself on his lips, tongue darting out as you moaned wantonly into his mouth. He lined himself up and slammed into you, filling you up in one thrust. You gasped loudly, throwing your head back at the sudden intrusion. Leaving you no time to process, he started bucking his hips into you, the sound of skin on skin mixing with your whines filling the Captain's quarters. He moved his mouth to your neck to suck bruises into your skin, biting down hard as the speed and harshness of his thrusts increased.

You could feel him letting go of all control, for once letting himself drown in you, not fearing if he would break you. His thrusts became brutal, his cock slamming ruthlessly into just the right spot over and over again. "Touch yourself." He growled into your ear, releasing your hands. You obeyed him, fingers deftly circling your own clit as he watched, sweat beading on his forehead. "Thats it. You take me so well." The praise made waves of hot pleasure run through you as he lifted one of your legs onto his shoulder pushing him even deeper and you let out an involuntary scream as your vision turned white. A hand came to cover your mouth, muffling the sounds as he fucked you into the bed. You came. Violently. Your whole body shook and you couldn't suck in breath fast enough as his thrusts became sloppy. You dragged your nails down his back. The sight of you coming undone beneath him, the exquisite pain of your scratches, your screams against his palm, all of it brought him over the edge with his own guttural moans. You felt him twitching inside you as you came down from your high. Your breaths were fast and you continued to shake lightly as he pulled out of your still sensitive cunt, falling into the bed beside you. A few moments pass, both of you catching your breath before he pulls you into his chest.

The exhaustion chased away the remaining pulses of your orgasm as you bury your face into his neck. He kisses your forehead and pulls back to look at you, checking to see that you were alright. "Get some sleep. I'm not going anywhere."

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Sounds of the seagulls screeching outside the ship ripped you from your peaceful slumber. You let out a moan as you stretched, your body aching deliciously after last nights events. They came flooding back to you as you smiled blissfully to yourself, rolling over to find… nothing. You awoke alone. The bed was cold meaning he must've left long before you woke. You sat up, the pang of hurt making your chest tight. The cabin was empty. Swinging your legs over the side of the bed, you stood, quickly realising that the next few days may be a little sore. A white robe hung from one of the hooks near the door and you quickly threw it on to search for your Captain. The crew were on shore leave and shouldn't be back until the early afternoon. So where was he?

Pulling open the door, you tiptoed through the short wooden halls in search of some fruit for breakfast. The smell of the sea mixed with gunpowder as you passed storage barrels and cannons. The ship was empty as expected. Turning a corner, you could hear someone behind the door to the small dining area. Thinking it was Flint, you threw open the door, ready to give him a piece of your mind. Something about leaving a lady in his bed to wake alone and how he should make it up to you in some way. Yes, that would do nicely.

Those thoughts stopped as soon as the door opened. He wasn't alone. The crew were here. All of them.

The heads of every man on the ship turned to look at the intrusion, each of them at the table with their Captain stood at the head. They stared at you and suddenly you were acutely aware of the translucent white robe you had thrown on in a hurry to see him. Billy is the first to avert his eyes, face going bright red. Gates opens his mouth as if to say something but quickly shuts it as he looks between James and you. The air turns hot around you. Or is that your face? Looking into his eyes you quickly slam the door, embarrassed at the thought of those men seeing you almost naked. You hear him grumble something to the crew like 'You act as though you have never seen a woman before' as footsteps approach. You begin to turn and leave, deciding to return to his quarters and pretend that it did not just happen. Maybe if you were quiet and still enough, you would cease to exist, the wooden floors of the ship opening up to eat you whole. Or you could throw yourself off the side and just take a big gulp of the sea-

The door opens and closes, Flint coming to stand beside you. Your cheeks are bright red, your arms trying to cover your body. You look up at him, barely meeting his ocean coloured eyes. He shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around you. Its like a blanket on you because of the size. It is warm and smells just like him bringing some comfort.

"I am SO sorry. I didn't mean to intrude, I didn't think the crew would be back until the afternoon and-" You start babbling, feeling absolutely ridiculous. "Its half past two" He cut you off. You blink up at him. Your brows furrow as you stare at his clothed chest, thoughts flooding your skull. You had slept through the morning. What time HAD you gone to bed? It must've been late by the time you fell asleep. That's why he wasn't there when you woke. He had let you rest. A hand tilts your chin upwards, forcing you to look at him. His eyes look your body up and down, undressing you even though you wore so little. He wets his lips. "There isn't any need to apologise, I think that given the marks on your neck they know who you belong to." He looks away for a moment. "If not, what I'm about to do to you will ensure they get the message." He smirks, eyes returning to bore into your own. Your mouth suddenly runs dry, which is odd given that his words had the complete opposite effect between your thighs. Unable to form words, you simply nodded up at him earning a hungry kiss as he pulled you towards the captains quarters.

#requested #smut #captain flint x reader #captain james flint #james flint #james flint x reader #flint x reader #black sails imagine #black sails

[witchthewriter]

 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ

🌿ENTP 🍁Slytherin 📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Sagittarius Sun, Capricorn Moon, Aries Rising

SFW🌿

⭑ You weren’t a fan of port. It meant leaving the ship and interacting with other ... people. 

⭑ The noises, the smells, people not moving out of your way. It drove you crazy. 

⭑ But that was where you met John, on the island of Nassau. 

⭑ He had become well-known throughout the plundering community. He was respected amongst his crew and worked well with Captain Flint. Their relationship created an almost impregnable barrier against enemies.

⭑ You were fearsome in your own right. 

⭑ You were born on a pirate ship; your mother the Captain and your father the First Mate. 

⭑ You carried a legacy. One that had been started by your parents, and as they had no other children, you had the sole responsibility. 

⭑ Luckily enough, the pirate life was for you. 

⭑ Although it was a difficult life - having people rely on you, you had grown up with it. Gotten used to it. Your mother died 10 years ago, your father not long after that. They were in love. 

⭑ Love ... they were the only representatives of true love. 

⭑ You didn’t think much about that. Much about finding a partner. You just wanted a good crew. Men and women you could rely on. Loyal. But they had to be loyal to a fault. 

⭑ And they were - 

⭑ Anyone who double-crossed you, or sold you out... well... they lost their tongue, and fingers. 

⭑ You didn’t like it; the savagery of it all. 

⭑ But it was the life you knew. 

⭑ John was a surprise though

⭑ And surprises didn’t go well with your line of work

⭑ You didn’t like him at first. There was an air of arrogance when you first met. But you had mistaken what it actually was; a barrier. A wall against another potential enemy.

⭑ Now, after 3 years of marriage, John still has moments of arrogancy. 

⭑ You lived relatively rich lives. The gold and jewels you had found funded a comfortable life.

⭑ It was away from the prying eyes of pirates, but not too far from civilization

⭑ It was just you two. And it had taken John a bit of getting used to. Well, as did you.

⭑ You still wanted to live part of your life at sea. And John was completely okay with that

⭑ But you were never gone for long though 

⭑ Although he was an awful cook when he stumbled into Flint’s crew, he’s actually developed his culinary skills and is great at whipping up an easy meal

⭑ Probably have a pet of some kind

⭑ Although John said it was nothing but another mouth to feed. But you couldn’t resist 

⭑ Most days John feels cold, even in the heat, he’ll feel the slightest chill in the air and wrap up

⭑ You like to trace to the scars on his body, and he shivers 

⭑ He never forgets your birthday, even though he doesn’t know his. He picks a random day every year 

⭑ Likes to hear you breathing while sleeping next to him 

⭑ Hums a lot. While bathing, tidying up, while doing yard work. He likes to sing too

⭑ You have hidden weapons around the property

⭑ And you both always have a gun and a knife on your person

⭑ Likes it when you braid his hair

⭑ And you give him haircuts

⭑ You absolutely adore his curly hair

⭑ Some days his leg hurts so badly that he has to lay in bed. You bring him tinctures and teas to ease the pain 

⭑ He doesn’t know what he’d do without you 

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Wondrous Love by Bear McCreary

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

  ✧ Himbo Wife Energy 

  ✧ Bastard (John) x Likes The Bastard And Is Mad About It (You)

  ✧ Just A Hook Up > Crew Members > Friends > Lovers > Married

  NSFW🔞minors dni!

⭑ Oh he does love to be dominated. Without a doubt. 

⭑ He’d happily lay there as his wrists and legs are tied, completely at your mercy. 

⭑ Has both Mummy and Daddy issues... he likes to be coddled and told what to do

⭑ Likes to be pegged, but only if you call him a “good boy” 

⭑ When kinks/fetishes aren’t involved. Then the sex is very intimate and passionate. 

⭑ John won’t stop looking into your eyes, trying to capture some part of your soul and merge it with his. 

⭑ His movements are slow and deep, hitting parts of you that you thought you weren’t able to feel

⭑ John’s strong arms wrap around you, holding you tightly; all he wants is to show you how deeply he feels. These moments aren’t rare, but neither are they common

⭑ He’s very good at foreplay, and his seduction techniques are otherwordly

⭑ He can turn you into jelly by the way he kisses your neck

⭑ His hands are large, and when he fingers you,  you whimper shamelessly

⭑ Loves nibbling on your ear lobe 

⭑ Gets out of trouble by whispering sinful things in your ear

#black sails #black sails headcanons #long john silver #long john silver headcanons #john silver headcanons #pirate headcanons #long john silver x reader #long john silver x you #black sails x reader #black sails imagine #black sails fanfiction #long john silver fanfiction #witchthewriter #headcanons #pirates #reader insert #fanfiction #god i love this show

[bullet-prooflove]

Black Sails Masterlist

Edward Teach Masterlist

Thomas Hamilton x James Flint Masterlist

#black sails #black sails imagine #black sails imagines #thomas hamilton #james flint x thomas hamilton #thomas hamilton imagine #thomas hamilton x james flint #james x thomas #captain james flint #james flint #edward teach imagine #reader x edward teach #edward teach x reader #edward teach #blackbeard x reader

[wonderdustwriting]

Smothered in Kisses

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.  

#Jack Rackham imagines #Jack Rackham imagine #Black Sails imagines #Black Sails imagine #Jack Rackham one shot #Jack Rackham oneshot #Black Sails oneshot #Black Sails one shot

[frodo-of-the-nine-fingers]

imagine: youre walking alone on the beach at nassau when you see anne bonny sitting infront of the sea

'Hi' you say

she nods at you and pats the ground next to you

'what's up butter cup' you aks her

'the fuck is a butter cup?'

'i think it's a type of flower that's shaped like a cup and is made of butter.' you tell her, staring deeply into her eyes

'is that where butter comes from?' she asks you

'i guess so' you say, the ADA (american dairy association) banned you from their facilities five years ago so you can't be certain

'cool' she says then starts to make out with you

'you're pretty cheesey you know' you tell her after a minute or two

she stabs you and says 'that was a bad joke'

she leaves you there, staring at the moon

'i wonder what kind of cheese she is' you say, looking at the beautiful holey thing in the sky above you

#black sails #black sails imagine #black sails crack #anne bonny #anne bonny imagine #imagine

[july-19th-club]

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

#one of the speeches of the show for me #i mean it's the monologue show and they're all pretty good but this is one of the lesser monologues #not a high political treatise or a truth about love or whatever #just an old guy reminiscing about a dead guy with a man he imagines will soon also be dead #i always forget until i get to it that the Craig Drinks Piss story turns into Grieving Dad's Sadtime Storyhour #so it always hits me exactly like it's new #black sails #q

[brotherconstant]

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.

#can you imagine silver and thomas ever interacting #anyway. #blacksailsedit #black sails #silverflint #flinthamilton #james flint #thomas hamilton #john silver #beegifs #bsedit

[steveyockey]

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: 😘

#I hope everyone who worked on black sails understands they were at the top of their game with this stuff. every other scene I’m like wow… #imagine if the people writing tv cared at all… this is crazy… #ziz watches black sails

[kairenn-n]

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

#the show needed more blood #(me about any show ever) #CAN U TELL REWATCHING BLACK SAILS IS DOING THINGS TO MY BRAIN #i didnt remember the scenes where flint killed the spanish sailors with a knife through their throats and a hand on their mouths..... #I WANT THAT FOR MY BOY #okay i need to write more fics where he kills people without magic. for . reasons #merlin #omfg WAIT STOP. imagine servant of two masters but he tries to kill arthur with his hands. im having thoughts (<- hannibal brainrot) #ok to reblog but only if you want merlin to kill more people

[cashmere-caveman]

tfw u realize that a triangle has three sides and one of them has nothing to do w ur corner at all

#i <3 recycling my own uquiz answers into shitposts on tumblr dot edu #black sails #truly moments in bisexualism. for both silver and me.... cant even imagine how devastating this mustve been for his repressed ass #i stole the image from the uquiz so i wouldnt have to look it up myself and for that i needed to retake it #and i got joji this time hehe #anyway. do u think this is when the dread set in for silver. the dread like u know The Dread??? #was abt to tag this as john silver but then i went like bro thats not even his name #to me he is silver blacksails the way flint is flint blacksails madi is madi scott and max is max nolastname #anyway. black sails show of all times abt triangles (the shape) and triangles (the polycule arrangements) #cavetext

[jaynovz]

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.

#black sails #black sails meta #john silver #long post #disclaimer that I basically just sat in the bed last night and did speech to text ramble to my phone for an hour #and this is what we came out with #please imagine in all ways but physical me sitting next to you on a comfy couch with two fingers of rum #furiously ranting and gesturing about him with a roller coaster amount of volume variation #and you would be accurate as to the mood this post is supposed to convey #thoughts #like I cannot stress how long of a post this is I am not sorry but also buckle up buttercakes #i ahve been waiting for nearly a month to fully articulate this and I still dunno if I managed it #okay I've been waiting three years #i think i repeat myself oops #Charles town au

[wheretheresawyll]

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

#black sails #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #wyll ravengard #john silver #listen i have never been normal since i heard wyll say that line #imagine talking about yourself not even as a memory #but a MEMORY of a memory #a veil over a veil over who you were #sorry anything about stories and narratives and i lose my mind #black sails...wyll frontiers...save me

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

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..."

#black sails #john silver #james flint #imagine coming out to someone and they're like #sorry your boyfriend died but i'm worried about my safety now. jk no i'm not i'm actually going to kill you probably #not bc of the gay thing but bc all your friends/lovers die and i'm too cool and powerful for that to happen to me

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

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

#not snakes #totally assuming this went to the wrong blog but it actually made me laugh out loud #because it made me imagine a universe where i told someone i'm a herpetologist and they were like ugh. go watch black sails instead #i actually like black sails! it's not really my thing exactly but it's a fine show

[finngualart]

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

#black sails #silverflint #james flint #john silver #i feel i havent done an elaborate digital painting in so long #the fact is that ive become a bit lazy #and hesitant to draw things from imagination #afraid that whatever i paint will fall short #my standards are very high #so i told myself to stop being such a baby #like what if you just fucking did it anyway and maybe whatever you will draw will be good enough saskia #you know just a regular saturday night debate with the gremlin in my brain #:^D

[frodo-of-the-nine-fingers]

imagine: john silver approaches you and hands you a piece of paper. it has a black spot on it. he says 'you're next'he stabs you

you ask him to marry you

he says yes

you die 🖤

#black sails #black sails crack #imagine #black sails imagine