Tag: Fandom: Black Sails

church, steeple, bells and all, by nasri – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

Neither of them speak or move beyond shallow breathing until finally Miranda says, “James.”

He turns to her then, his eyes wide with something like fear, and Thomas forces himself to speak. “James,” he repeats.

The sound he makes is something desperate and small and finally he reaches for him. Thomas holds him tightly for the space of several, heaving breaths, before he pulls back just far enough to kiss him. There are tears on both their cheeks, and James’ lips tremble beneath his, but still Thomas thinks that he has never felt joy like this before.

James kisses him desperately, clutching at the nape of his neck with blunt nails. Where Thomas breaks away with a smile, James sobs and digs into his skin. He hopes he leaves the crescents of his nails imprinted there; he hopes he bleeds.

When Miranda sets a hand on his shoulder, he startles, lost to everything but the heat of James body beneath his palms. She says their names, one after another. “Let’s go home.”

Source: church, steeple, bells and all – Chapter 1, by nasri – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, canon-divergence. This is such an amazing reunion fic – I love Thomas, James and Miranda in this as well as Charles getting entangled with their mènage, and how Thomas still can’t help but commit himself and those that love him to a cause…

Don’t Want You To Get It On With Nobody Else But Me, by espark – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

“Thomas, are you asking me to talk you out of it, or for my permission?”

“I am asking if you think James is in love with me.” She had heard the despair in his voice and her frustration had melted away.

Miranda had taken her time before answering. She had wanted to keep James for herself, but also she cared too deeply about Thomas to deceive him.

Source: Don’t Want You To Get It On With Nobody Else But Me, by espark – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

Teen, missing scene. Interesting Miranda POV as she realises that her husband is as in love with James as she herself is – and that his feelings might not be unrequited.

The Chapel Green, by nasri – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

Thomas takes one step past the threshold before he stops. Across the room, Flint looks up from where he’d been leaning on Max’s desk, paging through a book with an idle sort of attention. He stands abruptly, the book falling from his grasp, and remains frozen in place like a fucking statue until finally his wide eyes drift to Vane’s.

Flint’s lips part in a question, as if he’s trying to articulate some horrible fear from inside of him, but before he can voice it Thomas whispers, “James.”

They both move then, collapsing into each other like waves at high tide.

It takes a moment for Vane to even make sense of it, the way Flint’s arms wrap around Thomas’ shoulders, digging into the skin there like he might at any moment be torn away. Thomas’ chest is hitching in laughter or in tears, he can’t tell. Thomas pulls back, looking at Flint like he first looked at the crystal water of Nassau cupped in his palms.

When they kiss, Vane finally collects himself, forcing one foot back and then the next, closing the door as softly as he can manage. He doesn’t think they even notice.

Source: The Chapel Green – Chapter 1, by nasri – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, canon-divergence. Eleanor Guthrie is gone, and Captain Vane raids a rather special plantation in Savannah… How is he supposed to resist this strange, compelling English noble, even when he turns out to be Captain Flint’s long-lost lover. This fic is amazing, even for someone who barely knows who Charles Vane is. I love the mix of developing triad and outside POV.

Devoted, by Fyre – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

“You are fond of him,” she said quietly. “This isn’t merely desire, is it?”

He tilted his head to look at her and laughed a little sadly. “Ridiculous, isn’t it?”

She wanted to weep for both of them, and could only lean over to kiss his cheek, then his lips softly. “It ought to be our crest.” She wrapped her arm over his chest, and he clasped her hand in his. “I should have seen it. If you wish me to stop my relationship…”

“No!” The vehemence in his tone startled her. “No. Not at all. We can take what pleasure he will share with us, you in sharing a bed, and I in our business together. It will be well.”

She kissed his shoulder. “I love you, Thomas,” she said softly. “You do know that, don’t you?”

He nodded. “And I you.”

She rested her cheek against his shoulder, knowing it could never be enough.

Source: Devoted, by Fyre – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, missing scene. The ménage à trois between Thomas McGraw and the Hamiltons is fascinating, because there’s no doubt all three of them love each other. However, this fic manages to perfectly capture the way Miranda doesn’t quite fit between these two men…