black sails is such a horny show but they think it’s the nudity when actually it’s that time silver sits down on the floor in front of a seated flint to scheme together. and then scoots even closer because it wasn’t intimate enough
They say they will pardon us all, but I say to offer to pardon something one fears is the act of a coward. To offer them in volume suggests that their fear of us is becoming unmanageable, that we have shown them what we are capable of and it terrifies them.
i'm only 5 episodes into black sails and have had minimal spoilers. but i can tell you this much. if eleanor was in a modern setting she would be bisexual in college but after graduation she'd marry a rich republican man. girl proximity to his power will Not protect you from misogyny
i agree with this guy that when your bestie kicks your dad out of his own house for yelling at you and then doubles down on defending you then like well ok yeah you might as well kiss him.
(almost) every ep of black sails i watch i’m like ‘this is the greatest television episode ever made’ and then i watch the next one and i’m like ‘THIS is the greatest television episode ever made’ and then i watch the next one and
I just started black sails bc you put it on my dash enough and also Toby Stephens, and it’s exceLLENT (watched a season in a day) bUT is this a “gay” pirate show (the men yearn but never actually touch) or a GAY pirate show (certified fresh, homegrown, free range faggotry)
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I will happily answer this question for you but first you have to answer why the explicitly lesbian and bisexual women featured in the first season that you watched aren’t gay enough for you to classify this show as gay
one thing about me is i can excuse basically any crime if you serve enough cunt. murder, piracy, arson, cannibalism, theft, all of that is ok for me if you’re real sexy about it. i have a purely vibes-based morality system
i think i could probably make a whole series of posts of "scenes where captain flint has blood on him" for each episode of black sails and have more caps than i know what to do with for them
stories that are a matryoshka of unreliable narrators. you can't trust the person telling you the story. but then you realise that they don't even have much of a choice in the matter; the information they're operating on was told to them by an unreliable narrator. and when you interrogate their story, you realise that the lies go back even further. the tunnel goes deeper. how far are you willing to go to uncover the truth? how far will you actually get before you lose sight of what you came for in the first place?
british people will never truly appreciate the sheer comedy of iroh, the most famous general in the world, naming his son, the crown prince of the fire nation, lu ten. because they pronounce it “leftenant” like freaks.