#bsflint

[But] the closer we got to Savannah, his resistance began to diminish. I couldn't say why. I wasn't expecting it. Perhaps he'd finally reached the limits of his physical ability to fight. Or perhaps as the promise of seeing Thomas got closer… he grew more comfortable letting go of this man he created in response to his loss. The man whose mind I had come to know so well… whose mind I'd in some ways incorporated into my own. It was a strange experience to see something from it… so unexpected. I choose to believe it… because it wasn't the man I had come to know at all… but one who existed beforehand… waking from a long… and terrible nightmare. Reorienting to the daylight… and the world as it existed before he first closed his eyes… letting the memory of the nightmare fade away.

Toby Stephens as James Flint BLACK SAILS (2014 - 2017) Season 1, Episode 1

ONE MORE FLINTVANE BECAUSE I CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF THEM

Prompt: Recovery Fandom/Series: Black Sails Characters: Captain James Flint, Charles Vane Pairing: FlintVane Rating: T Length: 2,589 words Summary: Vane survives the hanging. Flint takes care of him during the time afterwards. Warnings: Injury; Aftermath of near death experience; Mourning; Hurt/Comfort; Drinking

After breakfast, he decides to withdraw into the garden, to return to his task of taking stock of what plants have survived the absence of Miranda’s hands. He doesn’t know much about gardening apart from the few treaties that he’s read and the number of times he’s helped Miranda here, but he’s always thought that he’d love to have one. In another life perhaps, where the feared pirate captain Flint is no more than a shadow, a murmur spoken at night behind firm walls. A memory, cast aside and forgotten, and instead there would just be James McGraw and his garden, a plethora of living things to pay homage to the souls of the dead.

Flint shakes his head, digging his hands into the soft earth. It’s just a dream. He pulls out some of the plants that are definitely weeds and has just begun cutting back the squash plants when he hears steps coming out of the house, slow and laborious.

“You shouldn’t be up.”