@jonairadreaming so fun fact: pirates had a domestic partnership or almost marriage type between each other! A total bromance. Could it be sexual? Yes, but it could also just be platonic and familial. Within the relationship, they could share incomes and even inherit shares of prize if one was to die.
Thinking about the way Flint and Silver love each other– I'll admit I never saw it on my first watch, and not even so much on second watch, because the love between them (atleast according to me) is neither romantic nor platonic, but rather a Secret Third Thing, which is why it's taken me so long to see its shape. It's something I've started calling the Sailor-Boat dynamic.
Can a sailor truly love a boat ? Can a boat truly love its helmsman, for that matter ? Is it love if one incontestably needs the other to survive ?
Without a boat a sailor would drown. Without a sailor a boat couldn't sail, and would eventually sink or rot.
Yet, if one spends enough time with a vessel, it's human nature to grow fond of one's immediate surroundings (and ticket to survival). A boat (which is being highly anthropomorphised for a moment here) holds the literal life of its caretaker within itself– there is a sanctity to that. Because at the end of the day, it's these two against the entire Ocean, and they love each other the way two beings do when casting their lots in with the other because that's the only way for either to survive. And sure, romantic or platonic love can grow out of this, grow upon this pre-existing dynamic, but this is what their relationship will always be at its core.
In conclusion, what Flint and Silver have between them sails past the usual boundaries of what is conventionally recognised as 'Love', in all its many and magnificent forms, and instead settles into whatever it is which comes from the existence of two separate beings deciding to fit the form of the other. And yes, while this could be classified as love, it goes a level deeper, more visceral, more primal, more primordial, even.
It is recognising the essence of another, and then weaving together two discrete streams of smoke into two solid and separate forms of people.
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Amanda needs to stop listening to Taylor Swift and Making Up Benliz AUs part 2 of ?: Jump Then Fall
“I’m never sure, about anything. All my life, I’ve never been sure. I’m always second guessing, I’m always wondering- I’m always trapped in my head because of it. But I have to pretend to be sure- I always have to pretend I know what I’m doing. Doing what is excepted of me, doing what I was born and taught to do.
And everyone thinks I am- everyone believes me. They say that Benjamin Tallmadge can do anything, as long as you let him, as long as he wins.
But I’m not.
I’m so scared, all the time.
I’m scared that everyone is watching me, that everyone is talking about me. And they are- I’m not imaging that. You see the way they look at me, don’t you? I can never just be in the shadows- I can never just be myself, and it terrifies me. It- I’m so scared, everyday, that I can’t even talk. I can’t remember the last time I opened my mouth and didn’t bite my tongue after the words came out. Except-
Except when I’m with you, Elizabeth.
I can say anything to you. I can tell you anything, and not have to second guess myself. I don’t hesitate. I just speak. And you listen. You listen, and you don’t even have to say anything. You listen, and it’s enough. It’s enough for me.
And I- I have never been sure of anything.
Except the way I feel about you, Elizabeth.
I’m falling in love with you- I love you. I love everything about you. I love your kindness, I love your determination, and I love your strength. I love your bravery. You aren’t afraid to do anything, while I’m afraid of everything. You don’t second guess. You don’t hesitate.
And you taught me how to do the same.
I am sure about you, Elizabeth.
And it’s okay if you’re not. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way about me. It’s okay if you only see me as a trainer- as a friend. I just had to say it, because I couldn’t hold it in any longer. Because when I saw you fall- it felt like I was falling myself. I was losing something.
I was losing you.
You are the one thing I cannot lose, Elizabeth.
I don’t care about the medals. I don’t care about winning. I don’t care about any of it- none of it matters the same way you do.
Nothing will make me feel the way you make me feel.
I am sure about you.
I love you, Elizabeth.
I just- I had to do something about.
I couldn’t lose it.”
Thanks to the lovely @ms-march , @zeleniafic , and @anahiranz for indulging me and letting this idea get out of hand- and I mean that in the best way possible
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