Tag: james/thomas
2×01 – 4×10
One down :’) This one is for @thomasbarlow in particular, and for the anon who asked for “[…] anything
flinthamilton! The reunion or post reunion. Maybe handholding or forehead touch
or kiss, anything. Just someting fluffy and romantic, where Flint is loved and
happy. If two people are too much to draw, then just Flint relaxed and happy,
under the sun or something. I don’t even know. I’ll take any happy Flint!”Thank you for your requests! I had such a good time painting this, listening to soppy love songs for hours and staring at their happy faces :’D
I haven’t forgotten others who have asked for similar scenes. There will be more for you later, guys.
HAPPY FLINTHAMILTON ANNIVERSARY GUYS.
I intend to accomplish something here, Lieutenant. I intend
to save Nassau before she’s lost forever, and I cannot do that with a partner
who might be more concerned about advancing his career than he is about
realizing this goal.
And there you were, looking warm and red-cheeked. Like how you always looked in the mornings, the same kind of soft that made my hands itch with wanting to touch you.
— azra.t “all at once”
Modern AU ridiculousness about fish and chips for some reason
James was in love with his best friend. He knew he wasn’t the first or the last person to be so, nor was he the first and likely not the last to fall in love with Thomas Hamilton. That last part was enough to leave him feeling sullen and short-tempered on bad days, if he let himself dwell on it overlong. Had it been anyone else, he would have done something about it by now, one way or another. But it was Thomas, his closest friend, friend being the key word, and James wasn’t about to lose that over his own traitorous, unreturned feelings.
“Ugh, those are yours,” Thomas grimaced as he unwrapped their fish and chips, delicately nudging James’ pot of mushy peas towards him as if he might catch something from prolonged contact with them.
“Thanks,” James said absently, and tipped them out over his chips. He could practically hear Thomas wincing. “Go and sit down, I’ll get us a drink.”
Madness is such a hard thing to define, which makes it such an easy label to affix to one’s enemies. Once it had been applied to Thomas, once our relationship had been exposed, defiled, scandalized…everything ended.
#I WATCHED LITERARY LEGEND CAPTAIN FLINT COME OUT TO LITERARY LEGEND LONG JOHN SILVER OVER A FLICKERING FIRE ON ACTUAL TELEVISION (via @scapulimancy)
sometimes i think about how they filmed thomas and james’s love story in season two and i’m just sort of overhwlemed by the narrative and cinematic choices because like
compared to every other relationship on the show, it like – filtered it through this dreamy and lovely haze, all focused on smiles, and comfort, and morning afters, and okay, part of that is probably the fact that it’s being looked back on through the lense of James’s memory
but part of it is that the narrative was holding up thomas and james’s relationship as this ideal – in a world where they both would have hanged for being together, THEIRS is the relationship that is depicted as this pure and almost holy love, their relationship was sacred, and true anD I GET REALLY EMOTIONAL ABOUT IT HELP
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