he looks like one too – Meg's Mumbles

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uniwolfwerecorn said:

He’d bring him dead mice and put them on his doorstels. 😉 You only have to figure the exact equivalent of mice.

My thoughts exactly. Or, rather, Charles will be bringing him the Thomas Hamilton equivalent of dead mice, which is bad literature.

I can imagine it just fine. Books taken from prices. Since Vane doesn’t appreaciate books for their content, he’d bring the most ornate and tacky volumes, the bigger the better. With almost no bloodstains on them! Also expensive brandy.

He’d deliver these mice with a grudging “here, since you love books so much, whatever” and a general case of bad attitude. He’s also bring him a weapon of sorts, only this time, it would be a seemingly plain and very simple blade, but James would look at it and remark on the high quality of the steel.

Oh my god. You are so right, he would. I imagine him hauling in a crate of these giant, leather-bound, gold-inlaid volumes and dumping them in front of Thomas, like, “here, you like books.” That’s such an adorable imagine.

Also yes yes yes to Charles arming Thomas. Although I’m sure James has already done so, he wants Thomas to be able to defend himself and everything on this pirate island, but Charles discovers his own protective streak and brings him some more weapons. (Also I’m imagining perhaps a scene in which Charles defends Thomas, because Flint isn’t there for whatever reason and somebody who hasn’t gotten the message about Thomas being Flint’s boyfriend tries to mess with Thomas and Charles is there defending his honor).

Reading your reply, something completely different and unrelated just came to my mind. Bear with me here, okay? Headcanon time. 🙂

So in Hannah New’s Fathoms Deep interview, she talked about how there were some weird pieces of decoration in Eleanor’s “cage”, things like a stuffed ferret, stuff that somehow founds it way to Eleanor and she kept it, for whatever reason, and now I can’t get the thought of my head, what if hardened, unsentimental Charles Vane had this habit of brining her weird stuff that he’d found during his journeys, stuff that he thought she’d find funny or interesting (but that didn’t have a lot of meaning to him, because we know he sees a huge white bird and only thinks of dinner), and over the course of a couple of years, she assembled quite a few of these things, and it mostly annoyed her, but she also accepted it. Of course, she never said thank you, just rolled her eyes and put it away with the rest of it (though she also never threw it out).

Anyway. So then Thomas, and Charles thinks, he’s a lord, so it’s got to be more valuable things, like those gilded books and stuff, only that at some point, Thomas discovers something that Charles hadn’t even intended to give him, like, he’s just brought Thomas yet another edition of Shakespeare’s sonnts, and something falls from his pocket – one of these weird trinkets, which he always brought for Eleanor. Make it some sort of whistle, or maybe an oddly twisted piece of wood. Whatever it is, Thomas picks it up and asks him if he can keep it, because books are nice, but this little thing is far more interesting. Of course, Charles only scoffs, because it’s just some piece of wood, but when he hands it over, Thomas gives him a smile, that smile, and says, earnestly, beaming like a little boy, “Thank you.”

And from that day on, Thomas’ and James’ house is suddenly filled with a disturbing amount of bizarre and exotic stuff, and Flint, who recalls that Eleanor once complained to him that Charles had brought her a stuffed ferret, is wryly amused.

okay but this is literally perfect??

(can I steal it for my fic)