#flinthomas

[bisexualpirateheart]

[medusinestories]

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Flint and Thomas believe that ice-skating in the frozen Bristol harbour is a brilliant idea. Silver has yet to be convinced. And yet he may find something there that he'd been missing for a long time.

Dear @awretchlikeyou​, I saw that you liked ice hockey and somehow, even though I know nothing about hockey and have only attempted skating once (I never left the edge of the rink), my brain decided to mash that up with Black Sails. I hope this story brightens your holiday season! Happy Hannukah! =)

Word count: 3706 Rating: Teen and up Characters: Silver, Flint, Madi, Thomas Relationships: Silver/Flint, Silver/Thomas, Silver/Madi, Flint/Thomas, Silver/Flint/Thomas/Madi (kinda) Selected Tags: Canon Era, Domestic Bliss, Canon Disabled Character, Ice Skating, HockeyPost-Canon, Winter, Grumpy Fluff, OT4

“James and I realised it had been a long time since we'd been skating, so…”

“Skating.” Silver turned the word around in his mouth, trying to twist his brain around it.

He'd seen people skating a couple of times in London, at the frost fair. He remembered the delighted looks on their faces. He also remembered sharp steel blades, and blood, and crying children and broken limbs.

He flipped over abruptly to face Thomas. “What?!”

[tethrarisms]

So this is how you hit on someone in the 18th century, huh?

Well, it worked anyways.

[neverloumandover]

Love and Misadventure -  Lang Leav

[santners]

Insp

[cherrypoison1889]

Fluttering (Thomas Hamilton/James McGraw)

Fandom: Black Sails

Pairing: Thomas Hamilton/James McGraw (Flinthomas or Flinthamilton), James McGraw/Miranda Barlow (mentioned)

Rating: PG

Beta: @philly-osopher (Thanks for the cheer-leading!)

Thomas pays an unexpected visit to James. James reveals a little more of himself - in more ways than one. Based on this absolutely adorable fanart by @samhound :)

AO3 link

Thomas’ heart beat wildly in his chest. He pressed his hand lightly against it, wanting to slow its frantic pounding, but in vain. The last time he was this nervous, was... well, he could not really recall the last time. Thomas believed himself to be a fairly level-headed man, and yet, there he was, frozen in place by his own panic. And what a trifle it was to be worried about! This would be hardly the first time he had called upon the Lieutenant McGraw, but it certainly felt so. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he had never visited James in his quarters before. Thomas thought it was quite ungentlemanly of himself to not have announced his arrival beforehand, but the matter was rather pressing.

For the past several weeks, James had been refusing any invitations from Thomas that were not related to their work. He was perfectly civil about it, of course, but Thomas could sense that there was something amiss. Only recently had Miranda convinced him that it might be related to to them becoming lovers.

“He's probably thinking you are angry with him,” she had said then, “and I think he's punishing himself for it. I suppose you should talk to him. And do make sure that he comes to dinner tonight.”

Thomas could hardly believe his ears. Him? Angry with James? Especially over something like his relationship with Miranda? Impossible. Early in their marriage, he and Miranda had reached an agreement that both of them could seek relationships with other people, and Thomas had never once been jealous or resentful of any of her paramours. However, James couldn't have possibly known that – were Miranda and Thomas’s marriage more conventional, he would likely harbor some animosity towards James, which is surely what James must be thinking is the case. Thomas considered Miranda's suggestion. I must simply explain this misunderstanding to him, face to face, he ultimately decided.

Which is how Thomas found himself standing in front of the door that led to James' room. It was in an attic of one of those tall but thin London townhouses, where it always seemed to be cold, regardless of the weather. The corridor was dark, despite it only being midday.

Thomas shuffled his feet with unease, before finally raising his hand to knock. If he doesn't open after a minute, I shall just leave him a note, he thought to himself, before rapping against the door twice.

Hearing only silence in response, A bout of disappointment coursed through Thomas, before he chastised himself for being an inconsiderate moron. Naturally, the Lieutenant must have had some prior appointment and was not home. Thomas was just about to turn back, when the door was yanked open rapidly, revealing James McGraw himself.

Thomas froze in place almost immediately. He opened his mouth to greet the Lieutenant, before realizing he was seeing a lot more of James than he was used to.

'Revealing', it appeared, was the key word here, as James stood before him, stripped of his neatly pressed uniform, bare-chested and sporting only a pair of well-fitting white breeches. His broad chest was covered only by a smattering of ginger hair and a myriad of freckles. Thomas could feel a sudden rush of warmth in his cheeks and prayed to God that the dim lighting was enough to hide it.

“Good day, Lieutenant,” Thomas managed to choke out, impressed with how steady his voice was, “I hope I'm not interrupting anything?”

“I- No, of course, not, My Lord, I-” James stammered for a moment, before removing himself from the doorway, “Please, do come in.”

Thomas had never seen James so flustered before, and truly, it was one of the most endearing sights he had seen recently. A faint tinge of blush was also visible on James' face, which only magnified the surge of affection coursing through him.

It appeared that only then James realized his state of undress, and hastily grabbed a shirt that was hanging over a chair, before pulling it over his head, much to Thomas' disappointment.

“I apologize for my appearance, My Lord,” James said, muffled slightly by the shirt, “I wasn't expecting company today.”

“No apology necessary, Lieutenant.” Thomas dismissed, “If anything, I should be the one apologizing, coming here unannounced.”

“Well, I assume it must be urgent then,” James' response had been intended to be witty, but it's delivery was rather solemn, and he was avoiding Thomas' eyes.

“It is nowhere near as urgent as you make it to be. Miranda and I – we would be very much delighted if you decided to join us for dinner tonight. Just us three,” Thomas glanced at James' face and braced himself for the inevitable refusal.

“My Lord, I... I apologize but I simply- I cannot accept this invitation,” There it was, “It is hardly proper-”

“James.”

The Lieutenant stopped his excuse abruptly. While Thomas had used James' Christian name before, those times were so few and in-between that every time it happened, James seemed to forget his train of thought.

“If you're punishing yourself for your relationship with Miranda, you must know that I don't resent you for pursuing her. I assure you,” Thomas added with a smile in his voice, “I've known of her intentions towards you even before you two became lovers. And I completely encourage you to continue your affair.”

James was silent for several moments more before finally reacting.

“Oh.”

And just that one disbelieving utterance was enough to further endear the Lieutenant to him. He glanced at James, and their eyes met. They both smiled at each other shyly, before Thomas cast his eyes downward, in attempt to conceal his blush.

After another few moments Thomas spent composing himself, he lifted his head to look at James once more. This time, he could definitely make out the blush on James' cheeks. Thomas then repeated his earlier question, “James, will you be joining Miranda and myself for dinner tonight?”

“It would be my pleasure,” James replied gallantly, before adding, a little quieter, “Thomas.”

And really, it was all Thomas could do not to wrap the darling man in an embrace. He even came closer to James, before catching himself the very last second, and ultimately settling for a warm grip of his forearm.

“It’s settled then,” Thomas answered, his eyes shining, “I shall see you this evening, then?”

James nodded, and with that, Thomas took his leave, sending one final smile at his liaison, before closing the door behind him.

And as he walked down the corridor, though his heart still beat wildly, it was from a different emotion entirely.

[buildarocketboys]

you are the sun and the light, you are the freedom i fight

a flinthamilton playlist in three parts 

[full playlist here] | [links to individual songs in the song titles] 

i. london ( i want your love, don't try and stop me )

1. origin of love - mika

like stupid adam and eve, they found their love in a tree

god didn’t think they deserved it.

he taught them hate, taught them pride

gave them a leaf, made them hide

let’s push their stories aside

you know the origin is you.

2. this blue world - elbow

our atoms straining to align

was the universe in rehearsal

for us?

3. accidentally in love - counting crows

how much longer will it take to cure this?

just to cure it cause i can't ignore it if it's love (love) 

makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love

4. iris - goo goo dolls

i don’t want the world to see me

‘cause i don’t think that they’d understand

when everything’s made to be broken

i just want you to know who i am

5. suffocation - against me! 

homosexual sons of unfulfilled fathers.

divorced from reality, free and young.

6. chasing cars - snow patrol

if i lay here, if i just lay here

would you lie with me and just forget the world? forget what we're told, before we get too old

show me a garden that's bursting into life 

7. bulletproof picasso - train

you don't need to sell me on anything at all

just say what you mean, and mean what you say to me

we don't need a reason

for anything we feel 

8. goodbye my lover - james blunt

you touched my heart, you touched my soul

you changed my life and all my goals

and love is blind and that i knew when

my heart was blinded by you

ii. nassau ( your guilty heart, don't let it break you )

1. tales from another broken home - green day

i don't feel any shame, i won't apologize

when there ain't nowhere you can go

running away from pain when you've been victimized

tales from another broken home 

2. plain sailing weather - frank turner

but baby i didn't mean it, for things to get desperate

i let slip my guard, let go of the rudder,

now we're drifting in the current away from one another 

3. trust the sun - elbow

i just don't trust the sun to rise

when i can't see your eyes

you're my reason for breathing the napkin inks the words away

my numb dismay is deafening

i forget to blink 

4. i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie

love of mine, some day you will die

but I'll be close behind

i'll follow you into the dark 

5. recovering the satellites - counting crows

maybe you were shot down in pieces 

maybe i slipped in between 

but we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see 

just you and me

iii. savannah ( thank god that you found me )

1. when you were young (abbey road version) - the killers

you sit there in your heartache

waiting on some beautiful boy to 

to save you from your old ways 

2. half light - athlete 

so when i see you next we'll make the most of it,

tell the sun to start moving again,

the taste of your kiss i still got on my lips,

and i’ll take you there with me 

3. the everthere - elbow

all my saints have taken bribes

singing, "going, going, gone."

all the angels taken dives

leaving you the only one 

4. high - james blunt 

beautiful dawn, i'm just chasing time again

thought i would die a lonely man, in endless night 

but now i’m high

running wild among all the stars above.

[blacksailsham]

Your sentences left me defenseless