#「inbox」→「james flint」

[avastyetwats]

Slap! From Chaz to Flint

"Alright, men. As soon as we come upon the ship, we'll--"

SLAP.

The redheaded Captain jumped when he felt a hand collide with his ass, immediately turning with a closed fist to knock out whoever the fuck thought slapping him on the ass was a good idea. "What in the fu--" Charles. Of fucking course it was Charles. The color of Flint's face suddenly matched the color of his hair and he swears he can hear some of their men chuckling. "Really, Captain?" Flint mutters, blue eyes glaring at the man standing behind him, now next to him. "Here? In front of our men?" It was no secret that the two were together and there were times they sailed together, whether on the same ship or separate ones, but Flint tried to keep things professional when they were on a mission of some sort. Charles, however, did not. And he certainly made it challenging. Though, admittedly, he helped make his crewmen feel at ease and helped make it not feel so goddamn tense on his ship all the time. Charles was a Captain that always cared for his crew, far more than Flint cared about his own, but he was helping to change that. Huffing, Flint turned back to the men but stepped to the side, putting more distance between him and Charles. "Anyway, as I was saying..." @fornassau

[captainsvscaptains]

Clarifying q, is Captain Flint meant to be from Treasure Island or Black Sails? I only ask because the post with the names all listed out says “James Flint” as he’s named in Black Sails, in Treasure Island I *think* he’s only referred to as “Flint” (and is not a character so much as someone referenced).

I'm not sure I understand well what's the source of the confusion here

Captain Flint is for Treasure Island, as I specified on the very poll and also in the tags ? Indeed, I couldn't remember him being called James in the book (but I wouldn't have bet on it). There's also a pic of the book to make it clear.

In the list, which is about characters with several submissions which doesn't have to go through the prelims round, I wrote James Flint for the Black Sails' character to separate him from the Flint he's inspired by but I can precise that.

I haven't read Treasure Island in a long time (truth is, I've never enjoyed it even if it's probably not the right place to admit that) but I side with you - Flint is more of a legend than anything else in TI. Whether it disqualifies him or not is your, voters, choice.

If something's still unclear, please feel free to message me again. I've opened my inbox for that kind of stuff

[fornassau]

Rules and Characters Post!

Mun’s name is Castor, but I will answer to Tori as well. I am transmasc and my pronouns are he/they. I’m pushing 40 and have written for well over 25 years.

This is an independent multi-muse blog for several characters from the show Black Sails and the novel Treasure Island. Muses will be listed at the bottom. You can hit up my inbox anytime with RP memes or otherwise, I love plotting but I like spontaneous writing as well! Feel free to hit up my private messages and I’ll get back to you as soon as I am able.

Since this is based off rather violent characters, there will be NSFW on this blog. I will not write any NSFW content with anyone that is not of the appropriate age. Some things can get very dark and if you have certain triggers, please warn me ahead of time before writing. Also please remember that the opinions of the muses on this blog are their opinions. I don’t necessarily agree with everything that they do.

I like to write semi-para or multi-para, but sometimes I’ll answer asks with shorter responses. I like when others have the same sort of style but I realize that it’s not for everyone. You don’t have to match my post length.

I reserve the right to drop threads. It just happens sometimes, I think all of us writers go through it. I love asks, but I’ll respond to the ones I can and really feel. Also, I’m not a stickler about replies and I’ll never harass you for one so please don’t do that to me! However mun is very nice and ND, and likes to check in on his lovely writing partners. Sometimes this has been misconstrued and I’ve been treated like shit. Really, I’m a friendly person. ^^<3 I like getting to know those I write with.

I ship chemistry. And I like to write far more than just ships. I love drama, anguish, pain and suffering. If you do have an incling on wanting to ship some of my boys, we can always discuss it.

I can’t follow back from this blog as it is a side blog, but I’ll be following you back from my main blog which is @bxnnxrxd . Feel free to follow that main blog and feel free to follow my Our Flag Means Death blog, @izzyeffinhands .

Crossovers and OCs are welcome to engage with any of my pirate folks. I love Our Flag Means Death as well as Pirates of the Caribbean, and anything age of sail, so feel more than welcome to bring your characters here.

The following is a list of muses I write for Black Sails. If you have any questions, feel free to ask away. Flint is the favored muse of this blog.

Billy Bones.

Captain Flint, aka James McGraw.

Calico Jack Rackham.

Captain Charles Vane.

Lord Thomas Hamilton.

[otruaighe-blog]

"We need hope, or else we cannot endure." @James

↪a court of thorns and roses sentence starters // @trucidavit // accepting        ↪ james flint

       Hope? What is hope buta tool, like any other. Kept in a scabbard of a man’s ribcage,sharpened with their emotions. Flint had used hope as a tool, he hadused hope to manipulate his crew, to manipulate a situation into hisfavour.

I’m not just gonnamake you rich. I’m not just gonna make you strong. I’m gonna make youthe princes of the New World!

Wordshe had told his men once. Words to give them hope. Words to gethimself out of a corner he was backed into. But he would not goquietly, he was all teeth and claws and broken, sharpened edges.

Hopewas his, hope was plans made in front of the fire, warmwhiskey kisses and gentle touches. The smell of parchment and ink onhis skin as they had poured over their ideas—his ideals.

Flintsighed heavily as he reached up to run a hand through his hair,scraping it back against his scalp as he tried to shake away the memories.

“I’mafraid I have no hope left, Miranda” He said quietly. What hope he had died with Thomas.

[bonenkruid]

I'M SO EMOTIONAL ABOUT THICC STURDY FLINT

THICC STURDY FLINT IS MY SHIT i love him?? he is so beautiful an big an strong 10/10 would kiss his tum

[eleutheryaflint]

*bursts in like the kool-aid man* AND ANOTHER THING-

Ok listen what if. What if silver... had flint on one wrist... /and john silver on the other/... my head is SPINNING... I just see him changing his mind over and over again, from the moment he meets flint and gets sort of locked into the name john silver right up until the day he dies, which was which... is the identity of john silver, which he sort of used on a whim, his 'soulmate', the name with which he became something, the only person in the world he could trust? Or is it his mortal enemy, the name that lost him so much, the name that ultimately he would never escape? And through the series his opinion on which it is, probably hinges significantly on his shifting perception of flint - like, if flint is the soulmate silver has to be the enemy and vice versa... and ALSO what if his wrist says james flint NOT james mcgraw... adds new layers to his claim of having unmade flint... like, whether or not we buy his claim that returning him to thomas will unmake flint (imo it's really not that simple!), I think silver definitely convinces himself that it's true... and as the years drag on and he has to live with his choices, he keeps going back and forth... am I my enemy or was he... am I THE enemy or was he... him becoming convinced that the truth about whether what he did was truly best is written right there on his wrists, if he only knew WHICH was WHICH...

...anyway. apologies for haunting your inbox lmao ~soulmate anon

YEAHHHH Y E A H YEAHHHHHHHHHHH

ANON HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE THE BIGGEST BRAIN

SILVER HAVING HIS OWN NAME, EITHER WAY, MAKES SO MUCH FUCKING SENSE!!!!!!! BEING HAUNTED BY THE PUZZLE OF WHICH IS WHICH UNTIL THE DAY HE DIES!!!!!

GOD

[medusinestories]

Black Sails Confinement Challenge - Prompts

Here it is! The list of 50 prompts to inspire confined fic writers to write about confined characters. Here’s how I broke them down:

The General (G1 - G25) prompts only contain ideas for settings and sometimes simple plot ideas. They can be used for any ship or character. Please fill these prompts as closely to the general idea/mood as possible.

The Specific (S1 - S25) prompts tend to be more detailed and contain a ship request. If you choose a specific prompt, please write the ship/main characters requested in these prompts, whose names you have been bolded for your convenience.

Tomorrow I’ll be posting a form to let authors claim prompts. Prompts can be claimed anytime during the challenge but prompts are granted on a first-come, first-serve basis (this list will be updated to reflect which prompts are currently claimed). Specific prompts can only be claimed once. General prompts may be claimed several times AS LONG AS the writers are working on different characters/ships (they will be asked who they plan on writing in the submission form). There is no deadline or minimum length, but authors must make some progress within one month of claiming the prompt (ie, at least an outline and a few paragraphs). Prompts for which the author has gone radio-silent or made absolutely no progress in one month will be put back up for grabs. Authors can fill as many prompts as they like, on the condition that they claim one prompt at a time and finish each prompt before starting working on another.

As always my inbox or PMs stay open if you have any questions about this challenge!

And now, without further ado, let yourself be inspired by these prompts and choose your favourites (1 main, 2 backup) for signup tomorrow! (write down the FULL code, fx G5 or S22)

GENERAL PROMPTS (any ship/character)

G1 Place: inside a whale Reason: the whale swallowed them Mood: banter, done with this shit, crack-y

G2 Place: a subaqueous lab Reason: the inaccessibility of the lab Mood: UST and a tinge of horror Extra: the heater is malfunctioning and they have to huddle for warmth

G3 Sexy times feat. character 1 being tied up and waiting for character 2 who's left them alone for a while.

G4 Place: a safehouse  Reason: they're in witness protection  Mood: sexual tension, banter, funny?  Extra: Character 1 is in witness protection but hates it, thinks it's unnecessary and is trying to leave. character 2 is personally responsible for their safety.

G5 Place: at the Oglethorpe plantation Reason: fear of disease Mood: bittersweet

G6 Place: a part of the ship Reason: punished by the crew Mood: cracky, ust. Extra: there is only 1 hammock

G7 Place: an elevator in an office building Reason: it broke down, nobody's responding and it's Friday night Mood: banter, arguing, enemies-to-friends-to-more? Extra: one of them isn't feeling well because of a medical condition (can be claustrophobia) but is trying to hide it

G8 Place: at the top of a Ferris wheel Reason: power cut Mood: funny, bickering

G9 Place: a supposedly haunted house Reason: the door is mysteriously stuck Mood: creepy, funny, possibly UST/smutty

G10 Place: a closet/wardrobe Reason: they're hiding from someone Mood: ust/smut

G11 Place: a tent Reason: it's pouring with rain Mood: first time, smutty

G12 Place: a store (grocery, book, clothes, you decide) Reason: they got locked in after closing Mood: funny, cracky, fluffy

G13 Place: a ship Reason: becalmed Mood: angsty, delirious, desperate

G14 Place: Miranda's house Reason: someone is sick/wounded Mood: angsty, hurt/comfort, confession (no death please)

G15 Place: mysterious Aztec/Mayan/Inca ruins Reason: they were looking for the Eldorado and got lost/trapped in the ruins. Mood: adventure, friendship, maybe hurt/comfort Extra: there's a jaguar lurking about

G16 Place: the Otherworld (heaven, limbo, hell… you choose) Reason: the last thing they remember is getting hit on the head. Mood: thoughts about the Afterlife. Could be as dark or as cracky as you like. Extra: The Good Place AU?

G17 Place: a library Reason: someone dared them to stay in after closing time  Mood: fun, cracky, adventurous

G18 Place: two houses far away Reason: quarantine Mood: longing, lonely, horny, smutty Extra: they're writing/texting/talking on the phone to keep in touch but It's Not Enough and it's driving them nuts

G19 Place: a steampunk Jules-Verne-ish submarine Reason: there's a giant squid outside Mood: spooky, adventure

G20 Place: a lighthouse Reason: a terrible storm with crashing waves Mood: intense, passionate

G21 Place: a cabin in the middle of nowhere Reason: zombie apocalypse (or other supernatural invasion/pandemic) Mood: horror, tension Extra: Character 1 arrives at the cabin after having fled the monsters, thinking it's empty. It's not, and Character 2 isn't all that happy about the intruder.

G22 Place: Skeleton Island Reason: marooned or left for dead Mood: spooky, angsty, paranoid

G23 Place: a hut on Maroon island Reason: Hurricane Mood: ust, angst, comfort

G24 Place: the Fort in Nassau Reason: they took the fort but now they're besieged Mood: bickering, going stir-crazy

G25 Place: a room in the brothel Reason: they're hiding from someone/something Mood: pining, ust Extra: everyone is having sex around them but they're not (yet) and it's driving them nuts

SPECIFIC PROMPTS (specific ship/character)

S1 Ranger trio is stuck in space prison and have to try to escape ft. Space ship Captain Vane, Anne with blaster shooters (or maybe a lightsaber if it’s a star wars au) and hacker Jack. Mood: Funny.

S2 Thomas and Silver are stuck in James' flat... without James. They're stuck there separated from James until the shelter in place order is lifted (pick your poison - pandemic? Bad storm? Dangerous escaped convict on the loose?). Sexual tension ensues.

S3 Inspired by S4: Madi and Eleanor are confined together in the hidden cellar of Miranda's house when Spanish troops are invading the island (and this time they don't get assaulted/killed). Unresolved sexual tension, unresolved sibling-like rivalry. Bonus: just some angry ✂️✂️✂️ 

S4 Eleanor is imprisoned in England and thinks about Max. Mood: angst, broken heart, angry.

S5 Silver is stranded at Miranda's house, could be with or w/o the captain. Reason: suspect outbreak on the Walrus, Silver can't go back on board, Flint doesn't want his map wandering around Nassau. Mood: funny, smutty, up to the writer.

S6 Israel Hands + character of your choice. Place: a ship, in a locked room Reason: misbehavior? crew shenanigans? Mood: writers choice.

S7 Utley pisses off a superior officer and gets locked in with Flint. Place: the cell in the fort. Mood: ust, smut!

S8 John Silver and the companion of yr choice. Place: an island. Reason: marooned by a pissed off crew. Mood: up to the writer (not too tragic?)

S9 Flint is stuck on shore and runs into someone he knew (and liked) in his old life. Place: a terrible tavern or a room above. Reason: too stormy to return to ship. Mood: friendly to smutty? I just want Flint have a little bit of happiness.

S10 Miranda comes to meet Flint but gets stuck at the brothel as things get dangerous on the streets. Reason: some kind of unrest, riots. Mood: fluff or smut or anything as long as Miranda is not miserable.

S11 Modern au first meeting Silver & Miranda. Place: Elevator. Reason: breakdown. Mood: up to the writer.

S12 Muldoon is sick and no one knows what with. Silver is worried and Flint extends a rare offering of comfort.

S13 It's 1721. James and Thomas are still incarcerated at the plantation but at least they live together in a separate little cabin. With smallpox spreading from Boston to the rest of the colonies, Oglethorpe shuts down work for a few days and has everyone shelter in place.

S14 Silver showed up on Flint and Thomas' doorstep and the reunion isn't going well. Just when Silver is about to leave in a huff, they get stuck indoors (b/c weather, plague, authorities looking for Silver, etc) and Thomas is stuck with Flint and Silver's angry/awkward UST. He knows the only way to resolve this is in bed, and starts dropping less-than-subtle hints. 👉🏻👌🏻 Mood: funny, smutty.

S15 A scientific research station in space (Solaris AU but with a happy ending!). Flint is sent to investigate a space station after receiving some weird reports. Silver is one the few remaining members of the crew. An incident make them unable to leave without some major repairs. Angsty, slow burn, where Flint slowly accepts to move on after the death of Miranda&Thomas. 

If you're not familiar with Solaris (book or movie) check wikipedia but: the space station is doing research on a mysterious planet covered with an ocean; but that ocean gives the crew some strange "side effects". Their secrets/fears/guilt take a material (often human) form. Flint sees Miranda (or Thomas, or both, as you prefer) for example. As Flint learns to deal with the loss of his loved ones he grows closer to one member of the crew, Silver.* Their bond help them break from the planet's melancholic influence, give them motivation to repair the station and finally leave together. *That could be a great opportunity to write about Silver's (probably very dark according to the BS writers) past!

S16 Silver / Flint - modern era, fake dating for some reason, now they're stuck together for a long time. Place: Somewhere travel related like a hotel room. Reason: quarantine like we're in now. Mood: angsty, UST.

S17 Flint's cabin on the Walrus. Silver is recovering from the leg amputation and discovers Flint has locked him in the cabin. Mood: angsty, angry, fluff if you want?

S18 Flint and Silver captured by the Spanish and Flint learns the truth about Silver’s past. Place: The plantation. Reason: Took control but hit some problems. Mood: Hurt/comfort or angst with happy ending.

S19 Silver & Flint reunion fic – they are stuck together in the room because of the snow and there is only 1 bed. Place: an inn. Mood: UST

S20 horror movie au (not really scary) silver & flint spend the night at a scary cabin after reading one too many ghost stories. Reason: someone locked the keys in the car and there's no signal. Mood: cracky.

S21 Silver and Flint in a magical au get stuck together by either a spell gone wrong or a curse and they find this frustrating in every possible way but have to get on the same page to reverse it.

S22 Flint and Silver are neighbours, but haven't spoken before. They both have gardens and can see each other through gaps in the fence. During the lockdown (because of a disease), Silver and Flint become aware of each other in close proximity but separated by the garden fence. So begins an odd flirtation involving sunbathing and topless gardening and water fights. Mood: Sexual tension. Flirting. Maybe voyeurism?

S23 Place: a house with large backyard (probably farmhouse?) Reason: Snowstorm for a week. Snowstorms happened and they had blackout in the house. Silver doesn't like darkness and he keep clinging to Flint. Flint doesn't like Silver's but he had to because Flint doesn't remember their house (floor plan, I mean) and ended up spending their time in other bedroom. Mood: sexual tension, confession, first kiss and first time.

S24 Silver and Flint bicker about emergency prep and then make up. Place: modern apartment. Reason: some disaster.

S25 Silver is talking to Flint, Flint is avoiding De Groot and so Silver finds himself manhandled into a very small compartment he'd never noticed on the Walrus. Mood: silly, ust

[queer-crusader]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Black Sails Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Captain Flint | James McGraw/John Silver Summary:

John has an Instagram account. And it’s a fucking popular one too, he’s proud to admit. He hates the word influencer, but, yeah. He’s got 35,000 followers and has been sponsored twice. However, out of his 35k followers, there is only one he really speaks to: a certain @captainflint. He and Flint have never met in real life, but that doesn't stop John from falling head over heels. Is he in way over his head? Probably. Is he gonna stop self-indulging? Absolutely not. This can really only go a few ways...

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Do I even need to keep posting these reminders on tumblr? There’s literally 28 of you subscribed to the fic by now, and I am blown away. Thank you all so much. Anyway, chapter 3 is up. I think, after this, I’ll probably not do these tumblr posts again since I’m sure you all get notifications directly into your inbox by now. So much love to you all

[tessimagines]

Heroes // Sirius Black - Part One

Pairing: Sirius Black x Potter!Reader

Summary: Sirius Black has woken night after night to the screams of one of his best friends, (Y/N) Potter. It’s just a dream, he tells himself. A nightmare, fuelled by the ever-darkening war around them. In the morning, she sees him and smiles, blissfully unaware of the effect that smile has on him. But when the dreams grow darker and more ominous, Sirius begins to notice the similarities between them and reality and he feels closer than ever to losing the woman he loves.

Series Masterlist is linked in my bio!

Warnings: angst, mentions of kidnapping and nightmares.

Wordcount: 2.9k

A/N: Here is the first part! I hope you all like it :) I would love to know what you think, so please feel free to leave a comment or let me know in my inbox. Gif not mine. Also, I would like to let you know, I will be adding some characters for the sake of the story. Most of these will be just names (despite one). 

The dream always goes like this.

He’s tired. He can feel it in his bones and aching muscles. For whatever reason, blood coats every region of his hands, a thick layer sticky and warm on the wand he grips tight in his fist.

It's night. The moon glows bright and luminous above them. There are trees everywhere and a smothering layer of fog clings to the damp ground. He can smell rain and smoke and the rusty tang of freshly spilled blood.

He trips. He can see her ahead of him now. She doesn’t stumble like he does. She is running towards something, someone. She is determined, focused and in no way he has ever seen her before - deadly.

He follows her to a small cliff, the sound of rushing water below them. He can hear the sound of the water rushing rapidly below him and the smell of rotting leaves. It’s too dark to see anywhere below the surface. 

There is someone else there but he can’t see them. He can hear their footsteps crinkling up leaves underneath every step. There could be a whole group surrounding them for all he knows. His breaths are laboured and so are hers, each one rising with an audible wheeze. When the two of them are caught against the edge of the small cliff, he finds her hand between them. Her fingers are icy cold. 

And then there is a flash of green. He is pushed out of the way and he can feel as her fingers slip from his own. He catches a glint of pink and she falls backwards.

And that’s when she lets rip that scream. That fucking scream. Every time it rips a hole right through him. And no matter how hard he reaches out for her again or how loud he screams her name, she tumbles backwards and is swallowed up by the black, unforgiving water below him. 

And that’s when he wakes, covered in sweat, the sound of her scream still lingering in his ears.

“Sirius.”

He jolts upright at your voice, lungs heaving. beads of sweat glisten on his forehead in the low light of the room. He watches your face change as he takes in the expression on it, a mixed look of both concern and confusion. He runs a hand through his black hair, the roots of every strand damp with sweat. He can still hear that scream and he has to double-take at you in his doorway to make sure it really isn’t coming from you.

“Hey, are you alright?” you ask, your head tilting to the side and leaning on the frame of the doorway. His breaths are still shallow and sharp and he forces himself to take a deep one. 

He nods first, and when he feels his lungs can take it, speaks. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He can tell instantly that you don’t believe him but you don’t push him any further. Instead, you slowly nod, letting a small comforting smile form upon your lips. It’s warm and would normally in any other circumstance, make Sirius’ heart flutter. This time, however, it just causes his insides to drop.

“Alright, well, Ma’s got breakfast ready.” You’re drumming a beat on the wooden frame of the doorway, a smile still resting upon your lips. “She wanted me to come and get you. James is already down there.”

Sirius nods as you leave, watching as you close the door behind you. His head is light, it almost feels as if it is fluid and unnatural on top of his neck. After a moment, he tries to get up and stumbles. His hands grip the oak desk next to him, trying to steady himself. He brings the glass jar closer to himself before he conjures a bright light inside, illuminating the room.

Sirius tries to take another grounding breath. The smell of rust is still toxic in his nose, reminding him of the image of numerous trees flashing pass as he runs. It’s the third time he has had the same dream, each time waking up to that same ear-piercing scream. And every time, he will wake and you will be there waiting for him, your smile so blissfully unaware of the reason for his laboured breaths or the effect that its warmth has on him. The first time, he had almost reached out and tugged at your wrist, wanting to bring you towards himself in the hope that his own body would protect yours. The dream had felt so real, every sound, sight and smell still clear on the surface of his mind.

Every morning, he tells himself that its nothing. That the dream is nothing but a nightmare, fuelled by the war that rages on around them. And most of the time he believes it.

Because, really, there isn’t much else he can do.

James sits across from you, his black, unruly hair getting caught in the arms of his glasses. He is eating a piece of jam toast while laughing at the same time, Your mother whacking him over the head in order to settle him. She knows it won’t work and instead looks up at you and rolls her eyes. 

“I’m telling you Ma, you walk more like a penguin than a person.”

“How did I raise such a rude son?” She is trying to keep a straight face but she can’t help but let it falter. Your father is sitting across from your brother, trying to stifle his laughs into today’s copy of The Daily Prophet. It deepens the wrinkles that mark his aged face and he only puts the paper down when he watches his children’s best friend enter the room. 

“Ah, Sirius. Morning.” He lifts his porcelain teacup to his lips and takes a sip. Sirius doesn't notice the greeting was addressed to him and by the time he has, Fleamont’s eyebrows have already drawn closer together. “Are you alright, Son?”

Sirius nods but you can tell his mind is still distracted. It’s like there is a glaze over his eyes, keeping him just out of reach of the present. “I’m okay, thanks Fleamont.”

“He just doesn’t eat enough, that’s all. I know you have your own place now, Sirius, but I want you to stay here more just so I can make sure you’re eating.” Your mother brushes down her floral dress before pulling out a chair between you and James for Sirius. She motions for him to sit down and then pats him on the shoulder. “Eat up, honey.”

Sirius tries to smile for her, and manages well enough to fool Euphemia. You keep your eyes on him for another second, looking at the tiny features in his face that tell you something is wrong. When he catches your eye, he quickly looks away and down at the plate of eggs and toast that Euphemia has put down in front of him. “Thanks, Mia.”

Fleamont’s eyes are back on his paper, his wrinkles tightening as he reads the words on the page. He keeps his eyes on the paper when he opens his mouth and speaks, his voice as soft as it always is. “There’s been another disappearance. Two of them, Amaryllis Shacklebolt and her husband in North Yorkshire.”

“That’s Kingsley's sister, isn’t she?” James asks and Fleamont nods. 

“Such a nice family. They think it’s that Flint, the one who blew up the Muggle post office in South Wales a few weeks ago. Apparently, he was sighted in their town a few days before it happened.”

Euphemia is sitting down beside her husband and reaches across to grab his hand. Her greying hair is loose and sitting freely around her face. When a strand falls in front of her eyes, she doesn’t bother to wipe it away.

“Kingsley is part of the order with us,” you say. “I met Amaryllis a few months back, coming back from a scout with Kingsley.”

Your mother shakes her head, bringing her fingers to rub the area between her eyebrows. She then looks up at the three of you, her hand still in your fathers. 

“I know you three are trying to do the right thing by joining that Order. But you worry me when you go out doing stuff like that. You’re all so young.”

“Mum,” James says, that charming smile of his wide and bright on his lips. He’s doing his best to be comforting and manages to pull it off quite well. “We’re 19 - of legal age. We want to do our part, okay?”

Your mother doesn’t say another thing and just nods. The expression on her face is still one of fear and discomfort, but when your father squeezes her hand, you watch as she calms a little. 

“We have a meeting tonight,” you say. Your mother looks up and you feel the need to reassure. “Don’t worry, it’s not a scout or a mission or anything, just a meeting. We won't get home till around 11 or 12.”

You mother nods, trying her best to give a warm smile. It’s only a flicker, still masked with worry for her children and their friend. You do your best in returning it before taking the last bite of your toast. James follows suit before getting up from the table. 

“Alright, Padfoot. Sister. Let’s go find the rest of our little group, shall we? There is a particular redhead that I find myself wanting to snog.”

“James Potter!” Euphemia shouts, her face going a deep magenta. “Do not talk about your girlfriend like that! You have no manners!” 

Your laughing when you get out of your chair, James cackling at himself in front of you. Sirius stands, his face blank and remote. His mind is somewhere else, somewhere far away from the teasing and laughing at the table. When you watch him follow James out of the room, his shoulders tense and set like stone, you can't help but sigh, the familiar tang of concern sour on your lips. 

A fire crackles in the corner of the room when the six of you enter, Albus Dumbledore at the head of the long oak table. He’s adorned in his usual flamboyant robes, this time a vibrant lilac with silver stars decorating the material. His face softens into a smile when the lot of you enter and his bright blue eyes catch yours. He winks when you smile at him, watching as you take a seat down next to Sirius.

Your group, containing the usual Marauders and Lily, are still bickering with one another about the relationship status of Gideon Prewett and Marlene McKinnon. You watch as Lily rolls her eyes at your brother once again as James whips around to face her.

“I’m telling you, Lily. I saw them together at Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour last Saturday. Marlene even took a lick of his raspberry ice cream! Do you take me for a liar?”

“James, all I’m saying is that I think Marlene would have told me if she was planning on going out on a date with Gideon. We’re good friends.”

“That doesn’t mean anything!” Your brother shouts. You can see Alastor Moody next to Dumbledore turn to James when he hears it and roll his glass eye. The sight makes you grin, before James sucks in your attention again. “Maybe she hasn’t told you because she is waiting to see how things go. I’d say most people would do that with their friends.”

Lily raises an eyebrow and swings around to face him directly. “Excuse me, Potter? Most people would do that? When I agreed to go on our first date you got up on one of the tables in the Gryffindor Common Room and announced to our entire house you were taking me to the Three Broomsticks!”

James crosses his arms and leans back into his chair, one of his trademark cocky smirks finding their way upon his lips. “Well, I guess we could say that I’m not most people am I, Evans?”

Lily rolls her eyes again and tries to hide the smile that threatens to show. You laugh when you see her playfully hit the side of his arm, and then as James throws his head back in an overly dramatic display of pain. When the two of them start at it again, you turn to face Sirius beside you.

“So, Padfoot. What’s your take on it?” When you address him, Sirius’ dark eyes turn to look up into yours. He’s happier than he was this morning, more aware of the situation and people around him. But you can still sense a tinge of discomfort inside of him, enough to make you worry.

James and Lily are still bickering only a few seats away from you, and Sirius’ eyes flicker over to them one last time before answering. “Oh,” he says, the corner of his lips pulled up into a smirk. “There is no way that Gideon could have landed Marlene.”

“Are you sure?” You laugh, cocking an eyebrow up at him. “You know, I don’t think I ever told you this but Gideon was my first kiss. Or it could have been his twin brother Fabien, I’m still not one hundred percent sure.”

Sirius smiles, followed by a laugh that exaggerates the pinkness of his lips. When you realise how close they are, your skin begins to tingle and then James releases a final shout of victory.

“What did I tell you, Evans!” James is grinning, large and bright. Lily is shaking her head while looking at Remus. “Look at the two of them now!”

Both you and Sirius turn around to face the entry of the room. Gideon and Marlene are walking in together, with Marlene’s hand sitting snugly in Gideons. You can’t help but smile at James when he gets up and struts over to them, extending his hand to shake Gideons in congratulation. Lily is yelling at him to stop, each word coming out with a laugh she can’t help but let slip.

“Jealous, Potter?” Sirius laughs beside you and you roll your eyes at him, whacking him on his arm beside you.

When everyone sits down, Dumbledore rises from his seat at the head of the table. His outstretched hands demand the absolute silence of everyone present, each movement laced with a thick concoction of gravitas and weight. When he opens his mouth to speak, not a single person dares to whisper.

“Hello, friends.” His eyes flicker around the room from person to person, the expression on his face serious. “It’s with great sorrow and pain we gather here today. Last night, it was discovered that a family member of one of our Order and her husband have gone missing from their home in North Yorkshire.  Amaryllis Shakelbolt is Kingsley’s sister and we all hope that she and her husband will be recovered sometime soon.”

“It is also a great hope that the people who carried out this terror will be brought to justice. No facts are official as of yet, but it has been discovered that Oswald Flint, a well known and high-ranking Death Eater, was spotted in their hometown only a few days before the disappearance.”

“As all of you know, Flint has been on our radar for some time. And after the incident in South Glamorgan a few weeks ago, I have had many of you researching and scouting him. After this most recent event, I have been given direct orders by the Ministery that they wish two members of this Order work alongside Aurors to capture and recover Flint.”

He pauses, and then Dumbledore’s piercing blue eyes are on you.  For a second, your brain fumbles and your hand snaps at Sirius’ arm beside you. You’re gripping him tight, without realising, when Dumbledore begins to speak again. His eyes are glittering, and he gives a slight nod in your direction.

“(Y/N), how would you feel about this assignment?” His voice is low and composed, yet still managing to convey the seriousness of the situation. Sirius’ eyes are on you, his dark brown irises dancing all over your face. You risk a quick look at him before speaking.

“Uh-” you stutter, closing your eyes for half a second in order to try and reinstate some sort of order to your thoughts. “I would be honoured, Sir.”

There is a small smile on his lips when you agree, but within a moment, his eyes have flickered to Sirius beside you. You feel your grip tighten on Sirius’ arm. Dumbledore doesn’t even need to speak before Sirius nods at him, his face blank and impossible to read. 

“Very well,” Dumbledore says, the silver stars on his robes glittering in the light of the fireplace behind him. “I will inform the ministry who will be taking this task. Now, Edgar, Is there an update on the Lestrange Brothers?”

When Sirius’ hand clasps over yours, any words that come out of Dumbledore’s mouth are long forgotten and distant. He looks at you and you try your best to give him a warm smile, letting the end of your eyebrow cock up into an arch. 

“A Potter and Black, eh?” you say, letting a finger entwine with one of his. “When has that combination ever gone wrong?”

There you go! I hope you all enjoyed the first part of this series. Please let me know what you thought by either leaving a comment down below or dropping something in my inbox.

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[im-the-punk-who]

Yeah bro!!! Ship and let ship high five!! We all sail under the black and we all are here for Flint's freckled forearms 💙💙

Yeah! 

Also you didn't ask but you sent this as I was in the process of stepping off my soapbox so I'm going to step right back on for a second, for a slightly tangential but related note to my last post.

For me, accepting other people's opinion doesn't just mean ‘let them love the things you don't’, I think it also has to apply to letting people hate the things you love. Everyone has different experiences, and not all of those are good, but they are all real, and valid, and part of allowing each other the space to enjoy fandom is allowing each other the ability to not like something we like, and not shame them or force them to like it in order to be a ‘real fan’.

Fandom(not just BS but in general) lately has really seemed to latch onto this idea that anyone who holds a negative belief about a ship or character is an ‘anti’ and therefore is inherently wrong, or misunderstands why people like a certain character or ship, or that they just ‘don’t understand or haven’t watched the show correctly.’

Anon, I have watched Black Sails seven times all the way through and written at this point about 100k of meta - including a significant amount about John Silver. I understand deeply and intimately why just about everything happens in the show(again, as I personally understand it, but, y’know), and I especially understand why John Silver does the things he does. I have been, I have lived with, and under, and around John Silvers. I get it. I understand. I also still can’t fuckin’ stand the guy, lmao. And it’s not because I don’t understand his motivations, or haven’t considered why he does things, or because I just hate him because, or even that I can’t empathize with him. It’s because his personal values and motivations don’t line up with mine, and that ruins my enjoyment of content including him. That’s it. I think he’s an incredibly well written character, and I also have a mild panic attack when I think about engaging with anyone who acts like he does in certain parts of the series, and whom I would gladly cross the street to punch.

That doesn’t mean that I begrudge people who do enjoy Silver-centric content(and listen I am not perfect. I do sometimes slip on this. It’s a process, lmao.) but it also to my mind means that I expect the same effort from his fans to allow me my thoughts and feelings.

And that can be really hard. Cuz, to paraphrase a popular post, sometimes the way that people characterize my favorite lil’ dude makes me very angry. 

Especially if it's a character that you care deeply about and identify with really strongly, it can be hard not to take hate and criticism of them personally. But it’s important to realize that just because someone doesn’t like your favorite character, it doesn’t mean they don’t like you, or the part of you that you associate with that character.  

And honestly, even if it does mean that? That’s okay. 

Just because we’re all in the same fandom doesn’t mean we all have to get along and be buddies. We can dislike each other, we can bicker, we can disagree and dislike and sometimes straight up hate each other. We’re people. We’re people!!! We’re imperfect and sometimes we can’t help that other people’s opinions make us angry.

But what we can do is try to remember that we are all here because we love the show and had a deep and personal connection to it. None of us is spending our quarantine on tumblr-dot-com blogging about Black Sails at all hours of the day because we thought it was just ‘okay’.

(Obviously this is all assuming we’re not talking about the kind of hate where people harass other people’s inboxes, vague about them in the tags, or insult them personally etc. I’m talking about when someone posts a negative or critical post strictly about the character themselves or a frustration they have with canon/fandom portrayal.)

Everyone forms their own opinion about how they view media based on their own personal experiences and how they interact with media in general - and just because mine lead me to a certain conclusion and someone else’s lead them to something different, it doesn't necessarily follow that my conclusions are any more or less valid. Someone without similar experiences is probably going to pick up on different things - and will probably miss a lot of the things I pick up on because they aren’t consciously or subconsciously looking for them! 

And just because I’ve done more(or less! although....yeesh) research and thinking and talking about the show, it doesn’t mean that someone who has watched the show once and decided that was enough for them and reached a different conclusion is necessarily wrong. If they don’t want to do the 18 month deep dive I have, it’s my responsibility to accept that. Now, I might start a discussion about things I’ve noticed that might change their mind, but I’ve got to be prepared for the possibility they might not interested in that discussion.

And in that case, to quote Marcus Aurelius: Ain’t shit I can do about it. I’m only responsible for my own goddamn blog.

And again, this goes for both love and hate. There are people who hate my boy, my sun, the love of my entire heart, James McGraw. That’s cool. They’re blocked. They can stay in their fandom corner and I can stay in mine and we can just agree to cross the street if we end up on the same post.

Sorry to completely hijack your lovely ask to prattle, but this is really something I feel strongly about, because I feel like if we can all acknowledge that ‘don’t yuck my yum’ extends to more than just ‘you have to accept my ship as valid’ we’d have a lot less of the really yucky negative feelings that end up driving so many fans away.

[oliivverwood]

hey!

i take short fic requests! i'm needing some writing inspiration so if you have anything just send an ask with a ship/character and a concept

some examples of (but are not limited to) what ships i write

marcus flint/oliver wood

marcus flint/oliver wood/percy weasley

pansy parkinson/hermione granger

pansy parkinson/ginny weasley

harry potter/draco malfoy

harry potter/cedric diggory/cho chang

harry potter/cho chang

ron weasley/blaise zabini

ron weasley/viktor krum

ron weasley/hermione granger/viktor krum

dean thomas/seamus finnegan

ginny weasley/luna lovegood

ginny weasley/astoria greengrass

blaise zabini/theo nott

narcissa malfoy/lily evans

regulus black/james potter/lily evans

regulus black/james potter

sirius black/remus lupin

fleur delacour/tonks

scorpius malfoy/albus severus potter

scorpius malfoy/james sirius potter

james sirius potter/teddy lupin

as well as multiple other rare pairs and ships, these are just what i have written before and personal favourites, but anything else is also okay! i am open, i just like to write!! however, i do not write nsfw work, sorry! everything else is fair game! they will be tagged under #SADIE + REQUESTS, but you will be tagged if you weren't an anon.

this is also somewhat of a celebration because I'm hitting my next follower milestone! so please reblog so others can see and like if you're interested! if you did request, please reblog!

lots of love, sadie <3

EDIT: there is no time limit on these requests! as i get busier after the summer it will be slower response than now, but my inbox will stay open!

[avastyetwats]

“ Aw you’d be so cute as a little tinker fairy, all dressed in green with your wings. Green is a redhead’s best color, ya know. “

“…What?” James looks at him with a bewildered expression. “Where the fuck did that come from?” But then realizes, or so he thinks he does. “Are you talking about that fairy, Tinkerbell? Because of the outfit you designed in the game?” He chuckles, shaking his head. “I’m not going to wear a dress or fairy wings. I doubt it would be a good look on me.” He was sure about that. Though now he’s imagining that for Charles and the image makes him laugh. @fornassau

[angelaiswriting]

If you want to be tagged in what I write or submit a request, INBOX ME. | Read my REQUEST RULES before requesting. | LINK TO FANDOM MASTERLIST

[r] = requested  :|:  [nr] = not requested  :|:  [✓] = completed  :|:  ❌ = discontinued  :|:  🔞 = 18+ only  :|:  🎄 = Christmas specials

BILLY BONES

“Cockblock” | Billy Bones x Abigail Ashe [r] (also on AO3)

Nassau’s Sun | Billy Bones x reader [r] (also on AO3)

CHARLES VANE

X FEM!READER

Imagine your friends’ reaction when you and Charles Vane argue [nr]  //  “I would steal your fucking ship, not your stupid gun” [nr]

Family | Charles Vane x reader [r]

A New Beginning | James Flint, Charles Vane x reader [r] 

SERIES

[✓]  Back Again | Charles Vane x fem!reader: Part One [r] / / Part Two, 🔞 [r]  :: also on AO3: part one | part two

JAMES FLINT

A New Beginning | James Flint, Charles Vane x reader [r]

ZACH MCGOWAN

“Damn Phone” [nr]

[nana-glass-chillhop-radio-hour]

Now that this post is at 10k, i feel like it's time for a scientific analysis: my primary finding is that you all have a very loose understanding of 'creepy and wet'. The number of creepy and dry babygirls you have collectively tagged... immense. Almost every single character tagged is dry on the dry v wet axis, though they are mostly solidly creepy, so good work there.

I have yet to see a popular blorbo who meets all the qualifications above accumulate a lot of tags (other than my beloved Sister Carpenter, the OG creepywet grumpyman babygirl enemy of the state). Ed Teach comes very close - but to me, we don't yet have textual evidence to support the idea that he's cursed by God. (I'm willing to be convinced though! My inbox is open and I'd love to hear your hot OFMD theological takes. )

Honorable mentions to Harrowhawk and Eda from TOH for sheer frequency, but they are both dry and creepy, in my humble opinion.

(Also I think somebody did tag this with the bloodbending POW lady from ATLA and yes! you are correct in every particular. I'd also give serious consideration to Captain James Flint.)

She's babygirl she's a grumpy old man she's a wanted woman she's creepy and wet she's cursed by the gods she's terrible to intern for she's an enemy of the state... i didn't use her name but she popped into your head didn't she

[hiddeninflame]

Mun questions 2, 4, 6, 8, 10

——————–QUESTIONS FOR MUN

2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to?

I can't concentrate without headphones on and noise in my ears. So I usually listen to a playlist I've made for a particular character or genre I'm going for. For Flint, I usually listen to this playlist or this track.

I learned my concentration works best by using game albums, though. Especially if the game is a genre I'm writing in.

4. What are some of your rp pet peeves?

I'm not playing with anyone who peeves me anymore but there was once a time (or several times) where I'd be guilted into replying fast with long novella replies.

Another peeve might be when I'm the only one trying to push the plot forward.

A--nd another has to be when me and my partner have plotted something and they force the characters to bed too soon (the exception is if we agreed that we'd explore this in the plot) and then the thread is dropped an they either ask for another thread or run to a new partner.

6. What is your favourite thing about writing your current muse?

I love the fact that James is two men: The heartbroken and naive naval officer who'd dreamed of making the world better and the phantom who haunts Treasure Island and leads men to deaths for the fear of him.

He's complex and challenges me every time I try to write him.

8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you?

I have always tried to write novels but University changed how I approach writing, so I had to scrap all of my old ideas.

I'm currently working on something in collaboration with a buddy on here. It's been long and intense planning but we're cracking on.

10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple?

I do like the look of all that fancy stuff but I'm one of those people who will start in all earnest. If I set constraints like that I'd procrastinate instead of replying.

I'll use icons and gifs if my partner wants it but I'll only use them on IC inbox replies otherwise.

[allstagesofchaos]

MasterList

So I've decided to make one of these and start adding my OCs

My life's been something else as of lately, so I'll be adding each OC's separate profile n stuff when I get them done. For now have the names lol

Everything else is gonna be under the cut cause it's a lot-

Melody

Ellie

Jay

Arrow

Shadow

Amanda

Damian

Echo

Staza

Amara

James

Cricket

Dakota

Gin

Spirit

Ace

Dawn

Twilight

Roke

Ruby

Akira

Under development (bare with me-)

Dawn

Dusk

Rain

Luna

Rouge

Smoke

Siren

Roke

Su

Scout

Fang

Misty

Moro

Ash

Biscuit

Ruby

Kaya

Serra

Suzan

Cosmo

Flint

Frost

Miles

Akira

Nova

While I get those done and update, I'll be taking questions for my OCs, or myself, to answer! Feel free to leave something in my inbox!

OC's that'll be answering questions currently (will update as I figure out some characters more):

Melody

Ellie

Jay

Arrow

Damian

Echo

Staza

Shadow

Amara

James

Cricket

Dakota

Gin

Spirit

Akira

Nova

That's it for now! If you want to know about some of my OC's I have some of them tagged, so if you go through the tags you can most likely find some things for them to get a feel for some of their personalities and stuff XD

Have a great day! <3