Black Sails + some of the LGBT tropes they invented

If you haven’t watched this show yet, you’ve really been missing out.

A very biased and incomplete powerpoint on Black Sails: the ships.

i bet u thought i was done also this is for funsies pls don’t hate me u can ship whatev u want part 2 of this post

[click to enlarge]

My truest love…

I vaguely recall Max describing the plantation owner chap as a “reform-minded man”. A reform-minded man who takes all the rich and unwanted gays of 18th century London and keeps them on his farm and apparently doesn’t stop them from cuddling and making out in the fields.

Interesting definition of reformation.

Sea lord

Leaving aside for a moment the pretzel the finale left of my emotions and my heart, can we talk about that fucking ocean battle for a hot minute?

Rogers was set up as a match for Flint.  He predicted the fire ships Vane and Teach sent and got ships moving to prevent more damage.  He defeated Teach.  He’s clearly a master tactician and understands the sea and using ships in battle in a way few other captains on the show have done. He uses unconventional tactics–scuttled ships in a harbor, ramming, surprise and positioning–to disarm and confuse.

And Flint FUCKED HIM UP. He took in at one glance how the ships were tied together and the best way to use the current to push his own frozen ship into an advantage.  He climbed the rigging and cut the tangled forestay that was locking them in place and boom.  He wasn’t disarmed, he wasn’t confused.  He moved himself into the winning position without hesitation, and then reaped the victory.

Not once, over the whole of this show, has a single person been shown as a better military mind than James Flint.  His understanding of battle tactics, land and sea, is flawless.  He knows the men and their capabilities and how to drive them to win. He, most importantly, understands his enemy.  He can move on any field with the freedom of someone who sees in four dimensions and can calculate all outcomes and can point his side down the best path to victory.  That’s insane, and awesome, and holy fucking shit, England was at WAR and they threw away a goddamn TREASURE.

Know no shame. 

a family can be a fashionable pirate captain with weird pointy sideburns and a lesbian and a lesbian and a lesbian

Could we pause on this for a second …

(Gif by @acekeith)

The look on Thomas’ face at first. Shock, disbelief and perhaps a bit of uncertainty at his own memory of James. For ten years, Flint had the painting of The Hamilton’s to remember Thomas’ face by. He had Miranda to talk to and keep that memory alive. He had the book Thomas had given him to hold on to. Thomas had none of those things. He had no photos or keepsakes, just his memories and no one to share them with. And memories fade over time despite how much we don’t want them to. You forget little things like facial features, the sound of a loved one’s voice, their laugh, the exact color of their eyes. Thomas must have been questioning for a moment if this was real or just someone who reminded him of James. Then he realizes it’s really him. And I’m crying forever.

IT’S OKAY I DIDN’T NEED MY HEART

It’s like in the great stories. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were.

The writers of the Black Sails finale:

how long do you think before he starts a rebellion at that plantation?

Thank you, Black Sails, for reminding us that death is not the only thing that gives one’s story meaning. 

I like how fandom, collectively, is in agreement that if James fucking Flint decides he does not want to stay on that estate, he will not stay on that estate. 

Like, it’s not even a question.