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Reading amazing fanfiction, then forgetting to bookmark it
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There should be a fanfic writing game called the showrunners challenge where someone writes a story and partway through someone else can play things like "actor leaves after 4000 more words" or "topic now too politically sensitive due to unforeseen world events" or "lost rights to that reference"
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“can i be a hater for a second” girl you can kill someone in front of me and id be okay with it be fr
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scifitheywrote · 26 days
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a moment of gratitude for ofmd hair team cuz i think about taikas wig daily. bc to me it ISNT taikas wig. that is edwards hair. its real and true to me and also fucking gorgeous
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Revenge Master Post
Here’s all my info, research, and speculation about OFMD’s Revenge.
Parts of the Revenge: an illustrated guide to what to call the various decks, masts, pointy bits, etc., with added info by dancing-with-the-madmen and idontthinkiknow.
Diagrams
Diagrams of the full ship (most up-to-date)
Diagram of the gun deck
Diagram of the great cabin
My conclusions explained, with supporting screencaps, illustrations, and occasional historical tidbits
Why you wouldn’t want to make love in the crow’s nest, or It’s the maintop, dammit!
Where everybody goes to the bathroom
The gun deck, Jim’s room, and the staircase to the great cabin
The great cabin, the mizzenmast, and deck prisms
The main hatches and the ladder
The futility of it all
Proof that it’s bigger on the inside, or Where are the corner windows???
A behind-the-scenes look at the stern, with the author of all our troubles
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Somebody needs to kiss me like Ed kisses Stede I’m just
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addicted to saying "ill definitely check that out" about things that i will definitely forget to check out
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i say "godspeed, soldier" way too much for someone who puts their faith in neither god nor the military
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Ed notices Stede tucking flowers through his powdered wig in the captain’s cabin as they get ready together. He grows quietly fascinated watching Stede’s fingers as they sort through the flowers scattered on the desk, picking the smallest, brightest ones to loop gently into his wig. He’s never seen anyone handle anything so delicately before.
He steps closer, and Stede looks up and asks, “Would you like some in your hair, as well?”
Ed’s eyes widen at the question before he remembers he’s not attending the party tonight as Blackbeard. He can be anyone he wants. He can be someone who wears flowers in his hair. He might even like it.
“Yeah, sure,” he huffs in a small voice, and Stede gestures for him to take a seat.
Stede reaches around to pluck a flower from the pile. “May I?”
In the past, Ed has never liked people touching his hair; and though he barely knows Stede, he finds himself trusting him anyway.
Stede begins gently placing flowers in Ed’s hair, weaving the stems through his waves. No one has ever touched Ed so tenderly, with such great care as if he were reverent and beautiful and delicate. He feels himself melting into the soft press of Stede’s fingertips against his scalp.
“There,” Stede says quietly. “Go have a look.” He doesn’t need to find a mirror to see how he looks – he can read it on Stede’s face.
From then on, trusting Stede becomes an easier decision to make. Then something natural and instinctual, like breathing. Ed trusts Stede again later that night as he slips the red silk from his fingers, and once more a few days later when he asks Stede to run him through on the deck of the ship. Inhale. He trusts Stede with the next ten years of his life. And still, as he waits at dawn with his feet dangling over the edge of the dock. Exhale.
His vision tunnels. He’s cold. Suffocating.
“Like treading water,” Ed had said a lifetime ago. “Waiting to drown.”
Miraculously, he breaks through the surface. He has to force the air back into his lungs, will them to deflate and hope his body remembers how to fill them back up again.
“Breathing the same air,” Stede says to him. And it’s painful, and he hiccups and chokes, but slowly, gradually, it gets easier. He whispers his goodbye to Blackbeard as Stede lays him gently down on the bed. But his breathing is still jagged, irregular; one step forward before stumbling back.
He’s sputtering on salt water again when he finds a letter in a bottle. He finds the man who wrote it. He’s wielding a sword, and Ed trusts he won’t get gutted this time as he sprints towards him from across the beach. He inhales automatically as they intertwine, pressing their promises to each other's lips.
“Almost ready? Want me to put the flowers in your hair?” Frenchie asks.
“No thanks,” Ed exhales. “It may be our wedding day, but I trust Stede will be here any second now to do it himself.”
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god I love this scene
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Tolkien : yeah dwarfs hate basically every other race and they have a special hatred for elfs specifically
Everyone including Tolkien himself: but what if, hear me out a dwarf and a elf become friends? Like the bestest of friends like lovers even
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Samba BTS Set Shoutout: Spanish Jackiez Stills 03/18/24
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"Today’s Set Shoutout: Spanish Jackiez🏴‍☠️ So many crazy beautiful details everywhere, even when destroyed. And yes, Roach was roasting a real pig☠️ #OurFlagMeansDeath #ofmd #ofmdseason2" Src: Samba Schutte's Instagram
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sometimes I remember that in addition to his staged dramatic triple act "death", that already included a jungle cat, a carriage accident and a fucking piano, Stede also made Mary tell everyone that he was very ill and going to die anyway.
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not to be insensitive but some of the salem witch trials were so funny bitches like “i saw her at the devils sacrament!!!” girl… what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament 👀
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