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#FlintVane
jurassic-cunt · 8 months
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i feel like if vane found out flint was gay, he would feel personally victimized that flint expressed no interest in him. like even if vane had no interest in men at all he'd be like why doesn't he want me ?!?! i'm the hottest guy on this fucking island! my shirt is always off and i oil up my chest every morning
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kairennart · 2 months
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Post-XXVII
For @blacksails-rarepairs
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fuck-you-jack · 8 months
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yeah when vane said he wanted to be the first person flint saw after losing his captaincy. not normal behavior lmao
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storkmuffin · 5 months
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Charles Vane finding it super sexy when James Flint talks shop is sending me into the stratosphere.
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avastyetwats · 3 months
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Behind Closed Doors
Continued from here. @fornassau
The kiss was reciprocated instantly and Flint was grateful. He won't say it out loud, but he fuckin' missed him during the time he was gone. For... what? Three days? Far too fucking long for Flint's liking, but such was the life of a pirate. It took them from home, took them from each other, for days at a time, though they always came back. They always returned home to Nassau, but now they had something else to return to: each other. But again, Flint wouldn't say that out loud. It was too... intimate, wasn't it? Romantic was probably a better word and they weren't romantic. Or at least they were trying not to be, but there were some moments where it started to feel as such. Where touches, or even kisses, became too soft and gentle, where praises became almost sweet and sentimental, where feelings came into play that weren't just physical or sexual, where Flint almost said things he shouldn't. Where he wanted to, but he couldn't. Fuck, he wanted to, though.
And there were moments where he thought Vane did, too. Where perhaps he even tried but Flint stopped him either with a kiss or by cutting him off and talking instead or leaving wherever they currently lay. Things needed to remain physical and private, but that was becoming harder with each day. It was becoming harder with each kiss, with each touch of their hands, with each moment he was wrapped in Vane's arms feeling safer than he had in a long time, with each moment he was simply near Vane, wishing to be closer, wishing to be with him longer. Wishing to be with him.
Those thoughts, those feelings, changed how he was kissing at his neck without Flint even realizing. Kisses that, moments ago, were rough and dominating, were now soft, like he wanted to take his time with him and just feel him, just taste him, to drown in him, and he was practically clawing at his chest as though desperate to feel him, but when Vane speaks, it snaps Flint out of his daze. Fuck. He actually forgot about that damned map. The reason they were in this room in the first place. Well, one of the reasons.
He pulls away from his neck to look him in the eyes for a moment and then down at the paper in his hand. He actually got the fucking map. Not that he doubted he would. He learned long ago not to doubt him, and sure as hell not to underestimate him. "Took you long enough," His words sound insulting, but the smirk on his face conveys otherwise. He reaches for the map and gently pulls it from Vane's hand, but he doesn't unroll it. No. He moves to the table by the bed, sets it down and returns to the other Captain. "It can wait." It wasn't often Flint put aside the possibility of treasure and riches for something else unless he had no choice so it said a lot that he did so in this moment because he did have a choice. He made his choice. Though, the blood rushing south into his cock certainly played a part in that choice.
He undoes the belt looped through his trousers and sets it, as well as his weapons onto the table nearby, his eyes locking with Charles' again. "Doesn't feel much like I'm taking anything at the moment. You seem so willing to give it all." He smirks, feigning disappointment as he closes the distance so he can start on Charles' trousers next. His words were meant to challenge the other man, but he figures Vane knows that. After all, they were both all about the challenge. Whether out there or in here behind closed doors.
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i think flint and vane should have gotten matching tattoos after charles town
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garashir · 2 months
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cursed black sails polycule: flint charles vane billy bones
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erza155-writes · 1 year
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Just finished watching s1 of black sails and yeah yeah brain rot over an amazing narrative & whatnot, but I've come to an unfortunate conclusion: it would be really funny/hot to watch Flint and Vane fuck because so many reasons but primarily I would love to see their brands of assholery clash and ruin not only their lives, but also the lives of everyone else around them
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mobydyke · 2 years
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bad blood // flintvane
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etoilesombre · 3 months
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yoo just downloaded four of ur fics to read at work tonight cuz i love reading on company time ^_^ and also ur flintvane fic is hot as hell. i always believed in my heart those two would hatefuck if eleanor didn't show up with a shotgun so that fic is soso precious <3
side note: this has me remembering i watched a youtube video of an interview of some of cast members saying their favorite part of filming s2 and hannah said that was her favorite part cuz the looks on zach and toby's faces when they look up to see her pointing a gun at them is hilarious
Yessssss I hope they provide good entertainment! Reading porn at work is resistance lol.
Flint and Vane absolutely have such a weird thing, and they really do look like little boys caught doing something by the scary teacher like I have WARNED y'all about the homoerotic rivalry don't make me tell you again. I'm obsessed with the fact that they both have to deal with the women they are in weird complicated relationships with *together*, *right after that fight*. And then the next time he sees Vane is rescuing him in Charles Town by sitting sexily in captivity with him? They are too much actually.
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d'awwwww
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darthbloodorange · 2 months
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Wanted
Rating: Teens Universe: Black Sails Pairings: Captain Flint | James McGraw/Charles Vane Characters: Captain Flint | James McGraw, Charles Vane, John Silver Warnings: Implied Sexual Content Major Tags: Flirting, Humour, Pre-Relationship, Queer Captain Flint, The Walrus, Post-Season 02, POV Captain Flint Word count: 300 - Triple Drabble
Summery: Flint hangs a wanted poster in his cabin.
For the: ✦ @anyfandomgoesbingo prompt: “Free Space” [N3]
Read below or on AO3 -HERE-
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With careful fingers, he holds the nail in place, readying the hammer in his other hand. The door to the cabin opens, and James sighs. Yet another unwelcome visitor. Great.
Uneven steps approach from behind. "What's this? The men already fear you," Silver says, "A poster is not going to add to that in any measure. Not any more than your usual... presence - at any rate."
James keeps his gaze fixed upon the wanted poster, his visage staring back at him with cold, dead eyes.
"Why bother?" Silver asks.
Ignoring Silver won't make him any more likely to leave. So James responds. "It's nice to know someone wants me."
A pause.
"DEAD!" Silver exclaims, "They want you dead!"
"I don't think I can be too picky these days," James responds, bringing the hammer down upon the nail in two sharp strikes. He runs his thumb over the head of the nail, ensuring it's flush with the wood.
"I want you- alive! -captaining this crew!" Silver says, stepping forward.
James laughs hollowly. "It's not the same though, is it?" he says, accessing his work. The poster looked to be hung straight. "That's a need, not a want, borne from necessity." He sets the hammer down and turns towards Silver, "England wants me dead." He approaches slowly, each step deliberate and heavy. Staring the man down. "Desires to have me swinging by my neck." He stops. Grins. "A touch morbid, perhaps, but it's nice to be desired."
The original interloper pipes up from his occupation of James' chair. "I have a burning desire for you, Flint," Vane says, a satisfied smirk tugging languidly at his lips.
"If it burns," James drawls, letting his gaze drop purposefully to Vane's crotch, "should I dare go near it?"
Vane's smirk melts quickly into a frown.
THE END
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fuck-you-jack · 5 days
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if you feel like readin about a drunk flint getting seduced by charles vane then i highly recommend thieves by Ajaxthegreat aka @francisthegreat
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storkmuffin · 5 months
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Charles Vane, who does not give a hoot about books and absolutely has no use for porcelain, he DISDAINS these things so much, is wandering around this house pinging the clavichord, and now as Captain Flint and his soul sister Anne Bonny are having this very serious talk about Jack and the cache blah blah is standing there fingering a porcelain teacup, not listening, and checking only to see if Flint is getting annoyed by his attention seeking behavior. In short: Someone has a crush.
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flashhwing · 3 months
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hatred that morphs to obsession that morphs to devotion. is this anything
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the sexiest moment in black sails was when charles vane saved flint from teach actually
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