It's been WAY too long since I've updated this SilverFlintHamilton fic. For those who want to read more of "Reality of a Dream," feel free to click the link for the latest chapter!
Why didn't you kill me when you had the chance?
My gift for @medusinestories <3 It took me a while to come up with an interesting scene that would include all four characters and all ships, but I’m pretty pleased with what it turned out to be. Hope you like it :)
Thanks, @ceraunos, for organising the gift exchange. Always love being part of them. Happy holidays!
Hannibal Lecter: See. This is all I ever wanted for you, Will. For both of us. John Silver: But I will stand here with you for an hour, a day, a year while you find a way to accept this outcome so that we might leave here together.
Happy birthday @bisexualpirateheart
THIS IS MAGNIFICENT.
SilverFlint DOW, Sept. 23, 2019: Anchor, Shirt, News
Hello! This drabble is set in S3, right after the storm that Flint drives the crew into. Hope you enjoy! <3 @silverflintdaily
Silver anxiously waits outside the Captain’s cabin, mind racing like the storm that whipped the Walrus outside. The door creaks open and Howell stumbled out, wiping his brow as he leans on the door well.
“What’s the news?” Silver asks wincing as another rush of pain shot through his leg into his back.
“He’ll live.”
The anchor in his stomach lifts and he limps into the room, then promptly closes the door with a nod to the doctor as a sign of thanks.
There he lays on his swinging bed with nothing but a small cut above his brow, the powerful Captain Flint, shirt and pants soaked through as the day Silver pulled him out of the sea.
It isn’t about getting them to like you - it’s about reminding them how much they dislike each other.
I loved this scene.
Ch. 11 of “Into the Night,” a SilverFlint Space Fic, is up!
Here is a snippet from Ch. 11, The Big Nap:
Silver stares deeper beyond the hard lines on Flint’s forehead, to the quivering corners of his eyes, to the hint of wetness pooling on his eye lines and infers it has more to do with a form of shame than intimidation.
His smile grows back fond and a little homesick, and he watches Flint’s expression shift from anger to irritated confusion.
“What the fuck are you looking at me like that for?”
Silver sighs away his smile and begins putting tools away into their box. “You remind me of my wife.”
To read the chapter, click here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18621856/chapters/48640400
To read “Into The Night” from the beginning, click here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18621856/chapters/44156899
The iTunes episode summary for 3x10 is hilarious because they go “Silver demands answers from Flint” as though Silver held him at gunpoint or tortured him for information when in reality he asked very softly and gently if Flint would tell him what happened to make him the man he was today and then they sat over the fireside talking quietly.
Like there was no demand for information at all. If Flint had said no, that would have been the end of it.
Also, Jack brought them wine then scuttled away into the shadows to give them space to be alone... totally not romantically...at all... by the fire... in a gentle warm glow... while they speak about love...
I am one of two men who have been on full rations for the last few days. You’re the other.
I miss them
Ch. 10 of “Into the Night” a SilverFlint Interstellar AU posted!
Enjoy a snippet!:
Silver looks about the cockpit then out to the great bright darkness that encapsulates the Ranger’s windshield. His eyes catch a small blue dot in the lower-left corner of the galaxy and he presses his hands to the glass as if to touch it. “Hello, Grace,” he whispers to Earth with a swallow to drown out his fears of letting her down.
continue reading here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18621856/chapters/47370436
Black Sails + text posts
Part 13 – Silverflint
John Silver Appreciation Week - Favorite Relationships
“I’m committed to Flint. I’m committed to Madi.“
Still love them!
Why would you tear out anyone's heart like this, op?!
Ch. 9 of “Into The Night,” a SilverFlint space fic, posted!
Enjoy an excerpt from the latest chapter:
John swallows and stares down at his wristwatch, placed carefully in a clear box beside the yoke, ticking down the final seconds.
“Lift-off engaged.”
“I’m coming back,” he whispers, the distant shouts from Grace to stay tethering him back to them as the ship’s thrusters kick off and the force of it pushes him deep into his seat. “I’m coming back to you. I promise.”
To continue reading, click this link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18621856/chapters/46275418