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  1. Public Bookmark 72

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    16 Dec 2017

  2. Public Bookmark 13

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    Sometimes, Flint thinks of John Silver’s hands. The still of them, the broad, tanned expanse of them. The way they taper into the fine bones of his slender wrists, glistening with sweat from the heat, brown from the sun.

    His hands don’t move, unlike the restless, ever-shifting rest of him--they have an almost preternatural calm, still on his lap, on the table. Dirt crusted under his fingernails but rings gleaming silver on long, clever fingers.

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    27 Nov 2017

  3. Public Bookmark 23

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    Silver is a useless vampire, Flint is a terrifying werewolf, and together they just about make it through the first three seasons of Black Sails.

    Inspired by samhound's awesome, awesome art.

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    27 Sep 2017

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Fuck you,” he gasped, breaking away and gripping Thomas’ chin, tilting his head up and biting his neck.

    “Me? You’re the one that flounces around with your fucking hair and your god damned jeans that you buy a size too tight on purpose, you fucker,” Thomas groaned, tugging John’s hair while his other hand slid down his back and into his sweatpants, squeezing his ass and dragging them together, feeling easily that John was hard against him. Thomas moaned and bucked his hips, rubbing their cocks together as John’s cold hands shoved under his shirt and touched his stomach.

    “Two sizes,” John muttered, his mouth working against Thomas’ neck and he just knew there was going to be a bruise there in the morning. When they got there, there was going to be hell to pay with James.

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    18 Sep 2017

  5. Public Bookmark 9

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    ‘I’m sorry for coming in so late’ the man says with an apologetic smile. ‘But I am not here for a drink. Or perhaps I am.’

    ‘Whichever it is, it doesn’t change the fact that this tavern is closed,’ John repeats for the third time, crossing his arms over his chest.

    The man clears his throat and takes a few more steps till he is standing right in front of the bar.

    ‘John Silver?’

    John raises an eyebrow. ‘Who wants to know?’

    ‘My name is Thomas. Thomas Hamilton.’

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    He despises James, for resting in peace and leaving the shards for John to pick up.

    Dying is easy. Living is what takes effort.

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    17 Sep 2017

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