Both Hands [Black Sails, 4570 words, Miranda Barlow/Captain Flint/the raw gaping absence of Thomas Hamilton]

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A prequellish sort of thing that will tie in with Setting the Stuns’ls later on. Set in the early days on New Providence island

They don’t so much become a couple as they learn to balance on a two-legged stool.

Miranda sensed the direction of his thoughts, and he felt himself
tugged against her, lithe, over-warm body draped up against his side in a
partial echo of how she and Thomas had enfolded him between their
bodies when James had returned from sea, back then. Not a year ago. Oh Christ—

“Our
Thomas was a generous man,” she said, voice small and a little choked.
“He would not begrudge us whatever joy there is to be eked out of this
existence.”

Both Hands on AO3

the life and times of charles vane – marmolita – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]

marmolita:

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Black Sails
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
Relationships: “Calico” Jack Rackham/Charles Vane, Charles Vane/Other(s), Eleanor Guthrie/Charles Vane, Anne Bonny/“Calico” Jack Rackham, background Anne Bonny/Max, Blackbeard | Edward Teach & Charles Vane, “Calico” Jack Rackham & Charles Vane
Characters: Charles Vane, “Calico” Jack Rackham, Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Anne Bonny, Eleanor Guthrie, Israel Hands, Albinus (Black Sails)
Additional Tags: Prostitution, Underage Rape/Non-con, Underage Prostitution, Rape, Pre-Canon, mostly canon-compliant, canon-divergent at the end, Character Study, Slavery, Non-Sexual Slavery, this is basically a biofic, charles is fucked up okay?
Summary:

It’s not a secret that Charles was a slave, but it’s also not a thing he talks about. It’s a thing he’d confessed to Jack one night, when there had been a shipment of slaves in the harbor destined for the inland plantations. Charles had stared and then gone and drunk himself into a stupor. Jack had come to fish him out of a fight in the tavern and haul him back to his tent, stumbling and belligerent. He’d wiped Charles’s brow, given him water, and said if I’m to be your keeper I at least deserve to know why you’ve gotten yourself into this state. And Charles had told him, words slurring together, not the specifics but the general idea.

GUESS WHAT GUYS

MY LONGEST FIC SINCE JOINING AO3 IS COMPLETE

@wildehacked this one is for you ❤ ❤ ❤

the life and times of charles vane – marmolita – Black Sails [Archive of Our Own]