do u ever just. stop and remember that james singlehandedly turned the tide of the finale battle, enabling silver to rescue madi, and then literally saved jack rackham’s life, and all this after being hunted and attacked by six men with orders to kill him… and then they condemned him to a life of imprisonment and slavery?
enigmatic cishet white chaotic neutral with poor empathy and whose morals and politics are best described by an half-shrug just isn’t a good look when you’re right next to characters with fire in their bellies who fight for the world and with their chests wide open
as i said before there’s a lot of dudes in black sails who constantly retell james flint to you, but none quite as much as silver, none with quite as much charm and poetry and self-attributed authority and self-manifested intimacy as silver, which i think makes him uniquely insidious in his thematic role within the show’s exploration of erasure and distortion of narratives
he’s not evil by any means he’s arguably not even malicious he’s just there and careless and deeply overconfident and that’s all it takes
flint: i’m gay and because of it everything was taken from me and that isn’t fair and that’s why i became a pirate and that’s what i really fight for, also btw i never tell this to anyone bc i’m afraid this beautiful thing about me will again be misshapen and misconstrued and blended with the narrative where i am a monster
silver: instantly misshapes and misconstrues what he’s been told into a narrative where all the people flint loved are his victims
silver: tells all of this to someone else
silver: here’s your boyfriend back everything’s cool now right
“In order to run away with her new love, she stole the body of a dead nun, placed it in the bed of her lover, and set the room on fire to cover their escape”
PETITION TO MAKE A MOVIE/TV SERIES ABOUT JULIE D’AUBIGNY.
all the highly empathetic people i know in my life have had abusive home lives and that’s because we were trained to read a situation at any given moment in our homes and learn how to react within seconds because if we didn’t and said or did the wrong thing, we’d get fucked up and beat and hurt
but like subconsciously always reading the mood of any atmosphere or space you’re in, always being able to gauge how people feel, it’s not a fucking gift, it’s exhausting. you can’t turn it off, even if you want to. you read the situation and if it’s negative, you freak out because if someone’s angry at you, it’s the end of the world
like we’ve internalized the scars from our childhood when an adult being mad at you was the worst thing ever and it’s carried with us into adulthood. it’s hard to unlearn all that.
so like a lot of us have mental health or anxiety issues because we also start internalizing all the energy from people, be it positive or negative, and so anxiety-inducing and frustrating to the point of tears
…..I had no idea this counted as hypervigilance. no idea what so ever.
“A long time ago, when you were a wee thing,
you learned something, some way to cope, something that, if you did it,
would help you survive. It wasn’t the healthiest thing, it wasn’t gonna
get you free, but it was gonna keep you alive. You learned it, at five
or six, & it worked, it *did* help you survive. You carried it with
you all your life, used it whenever you needed it. It got you out – out
of your assbackwards town, away from an abuser, out of range of your
mother’s un-love. Or whatever. It worked for you. You’re still here now
partly because of this thing that you learned. The thing is, though, at
some point you stopped needing it. At some point, you got far enough
away, surrounded yourself with people who love you. You survived. &
because you survived, you now had a shot at more than just staying
alive. You had a shot now at getting free. But that thing that you
learned when you were five was not then & is not now designed to
help you be free. It is designed only to help you survive. &, in
fact, it keeps you from being free. You need to figure out what this
thing is & work your ass off to un-learn it. Because the things we
learn to do to survive at all costs are not the things that will help us
get FREE. Getting free is a whole different journey altogether.” -Mia
McKenzie
Sometimes I just ignore anon hate because theres a proverb I learnt in a Nigerian movie that said.
‘You cannot run naked after a mad man in the street after he has taken your clothes away from you because the public will not know who is the mad person between the two of you’
I feel like this proverb was based on firsthand experience.
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