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eefaevie · 4 months
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here’s a crop of the chapter 10 art from wave hello to the void, a completed gentlebeard OFMD cryptid hunting AU by @mxmollusca @zacharybosch and myself — 78k words, explicit, romance/comedy/horror (but don’t let that deter you! this is the most tender monster-loving you’ve ever seen — I guarantee it)
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bougiebutchbinch · 2 months
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day 523489504 of thinking about Izzy grumpily pushing up on his tippytoes to give Jack a kiss
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magpie-murder · 9 months
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@ofmd-reverse-bang // fic link; [tear you apart]
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raz-writes-the-thing · 4 months
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Show Business (OFMD Drabble)
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Stede Bonnet x GN!Reader / requests are open
Summary: Stede is teaching you a thing or two about piracy.
Fic type: fluff, semi-crack
OFMD: @catlynharper (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)
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“It’s all in the wrist, see?” Stede says, demonstrating a rather dangerous-looking flick of the pistol in his hand. He’s teaching you about the flare of dramatics needed when engaging in piracy. 
Apparently, it’s mostly show business. You’re not too sure about how true that actually is, but Stede is your captain, and you’ve found it’s usually best to go along with whatever it is he has to say. It’s not like he’s a ruthless bastard, anyway, so there’s no harm in it if he wants to show you how to wave a gun around fancily. 
“The trick is to keep them looking where you want them to look,” Stede said conspiratorially. That much you agreed with. And it was true too, because with the way Stede was waving the gun about, it was hard to focus on anything else. 
Particularly when various parts of your body passed through the sights of the barrel every few seconds as Stede prattled on.
Then, Stede shot the gun straight up into the air, narrowly missing the mast of the ship. 
“Pay attention,” he barked, and for a split second, you could understand from the other side what it felt like to be raided. Then his face softened again into a grin. “See? All about the show of it.” 
You swallowed thickly, nodding. Sure, yeah, you were beginning to see the point he was making. 
“Right, so a bit like this, then?” You asked, getting a better grip on your own pistol and flicking it to the side haphazardly. Stede tapped the muzzle of his loaded gun against his lip and you sucked in a horrified breath. 
“Yes, like that- maybe try it one more time with a little more pizzaz, what do you reckon?” Stede replied, thankfully removing the gun away from the general vicinity of his face.
“Sure, if I don’t have a heart attack first,” you muttered to yourself. 
“Eh?” Stede asked innocently, positioning your hand where he wanted it for your next attempt. 
“Nothing,” you sighed.
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tarouofthesea · 2 years
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Finishing blow... Aka how to disarm a touch-starved opponent xD
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veeagainsttheday · 17 days
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I've been working on an archaeology-themed AU for OFMD for months now and I finally posted chapter 2 and know exactly where things are going for the final three chapters. There's science and shenanigans.
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I'm going to take you on another hypothetical journey (still in denial guys and holding into that one post where DJ killed a character in another show and wanted to bring him back as absolute proof our meow meow will return to us) okay so.
OFMD S3, its the climax of the season, all hope looks lost, Ed and Stede are with the Revenge Crew again. This is hella rushed and not my best but:
Dark storm clouds roll ominously across the sky, pitch black and unforgiving, highlighted only by cracks of brilliant white lightning. Rain lashes down, even the smallest of creatures seek shelter from its onslaught - apart from a seagull.
It stands on a cross for a grave that has been on this path for some time now, the locals have been told that it holds a legend of the sea - but it has been long enough that people have forgotten his name. Perhaps you should ask the innkeepers up the road, they might know.
The seagull is squawking and flapping its winds fervently, as if something is causing it great distress. A loud clap of thunder echoes across the plain and the seagull cries again, begging his love, begging the ocean to return the lost back to them again.
The storm rages on, a cacophony of thunder and rain burst throughout the valley. A storm had created this man, another would rebirth him. Another clap of thunder as a gloved hand bursts through the dirt. The seagull watches with its head tilted to the side, it almost looks pleased. The hand grasps at the ground as the other joins it. The dirt heaves as something pulls itself from its eternal slumber.
The man that emerges is covered in dirt, strands of his hair falling in his face and he looks pissed, he shakes his head and bares his teeth - he was having a nice fucking rest, but his crew were, as usual, fucking incompetent (affectionate).
"You fucking cocksuckers."
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scarrletmoon · 4 months
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btw if you’re interested in a seasonal gentlebeard fic, may i suggest Last Christmas where Stede finds himself in an empty office on christmas eve with his hot coworker Ed who he hasn’t confessed to yet (it’s E rated so, you know. i think he figures out how to tell Ed how he feels)
“Mistletoe.”
That hadn’t been there before. At least, Stede certainly hadn’t put it there. He wasn’t sure how he’d missed it, honestly.
Ed lowered his eyes from the door frame to Stede’s face, lingering there before dropping to his mouth.
Mistletoe was a strange plant to kiss under in the first place, Stede thought. He’d looked up the history of the tradition once. He couldn’t remember a word of it now.
“Silly,” He murmured. His heart was racing so quickly now that it hurt.
“Yeah.” Ed took a step forward. Stede swallowed nervously but didn’t move. “Kind of bullshit, isn’t it?”
“I don’t know.” He could barely keep his voice above a whisper now. “Sometimes silly things can be fun.”
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nadsdraws · 2 years
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The Domestication of Izzy Hands by Edward Teach and Stede Bonnet.
Full image on my AO3 and Twitter:)
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eefaevie · 5 months
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happy tuesday! Chapter 5 of Wave Hello to the Void just went up ✨ more familiar faces, more mystery, more tension 👀👀👀 @mxmollusca @zacharybosch and I can’t wait to hear your thoughts 🔥
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canonically47 · 6 months
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The funeral is short and small and tragic.
Fang quietly sobs in Frenchie’s arms, whose tears have painted his face in sorrow, and Roach stands next to Frenchie with pain in his eyes that were joyful mere hours ago. Jim looks down in respect, their eyes still and dead, unmoving from the grave, and Archie is next to them, trying to stay tough and unbothered but her eyes still water. Lucius and Pete bury each other in one another’s arms, hoping physical warmth will cure their aching hearts. Zheng is awkwardly standing on the side, having not known Izzy for long, but she’s holding Oluwande, who is quiet in mourning. Ed is the one who makes the grave, each move shaky and unsure. And Stede stands by him, his head lowered in respect and love for the man who finally learned to love.
“I guess that’s it, then.”
Ed’s words break the sobbing silence after much uncounted time. Some look up and some don’t. Ed just shoves the shovel away with a sigh and walks away, unable to look at the grave for any other second.
“Ed.”
Ed looks at Stede, who of course has followed him like the puppy he is. Not even his understanding glance can make this better. Not even his soft touch can comfort Ed. Not even his words-
“He didn’t die for nothing. He died for us. He died because he loved us.” There’s that smile. “Don’t you think that’s beautiful?”
Ed smiles back at him, but his eyes don’t crinkle like they should for a true smile.
“I think it’d be more beautiful if he lived for us.”
Not even his unknowledgeable words can make this better.
When they get on the ship again, it’s quiet. They don’t mind their steps and they trip and they break and they cry and they mourn and they don’t know what to do.
Lucius and Pete want to hold the wedding; but they wanted Izzy to be there. The shark Izzy whittled and gave Lucius - which he still doesn’t know if it was for him or just given to him because he had nobody else to give it to - stays in his room, staring at him like a ghost of grief.
Zheng wants to comfort Olu, Olu wants to comfort Jim; but the ultimate comfort was Izzy. Those insults and those shouts and yet that care that he gave had become the ordinary before that no-nosed bastard fired. Before Izzy trembled. Before Izzy met his unfair end.
Frenchie wants to talk to Izzy; but Izzy is dead. There was a lot went unsaid between them. A lot more Frenchie wanted to say and do. A lot of things Lucius and Pete, and Stede and Ed, did that he wanted to do. But Izzy is dead. Izzy has met his unfair end.
Fang and Roach suffer; they suffer because Izzy is dead. Fang misses him because he’s known him for so long, his absence is hard to believe. Roach hears him call Izzy’s name, and hears him sigh and then yell in frustration and anger and grief when he realizes. And Fang sees Roach frantically search for Izzy when he messes something up in the kitchen, then stops dead in his steps when he realizes.
“Izzy, can you-... Fuck.”
Ed suffers too.
“Izzy, would you come here-... Oh, God.”
Stede suffers too.
“Stede-”
“I know.”
“I never- I never got to-”
“I know, Ed.”
“Why the fuck did he apologize? Why the fuck was he such an idiot to- to let himself bleed out, to- to leave me? To-”
Ed breaks down in frantic sobs.
He is surrounded by loving family.
He must be happy and fulfilled.
He must find himself a purpose.
But when was that established?
But how can happiness come to him now?
But what is Ed without Izzy?
There is the crew and there is himself and there is Stede.
But a piece of him is missing. It died at land and not at sea, which is so fucking ironic. Which is so fitting for the broken mess he is.
He will learn how to be happy because “not moving on is worse”.
But today, he is mourning.
Today, he doesn’t know himself.
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fics where izzy and ed are either married or have a matelotage? canon setting and modern (or otherwise) aus are all fine!
Negotiations in a Married State by xylodemon [E]
"Wait," Stede blurts.
It comes out somewhat strangled, but honestly, he can't be blamed for that. This conversation has taken several unexpected turns in the last few minutes, and he's feeling more than a bit blindsided.
"You're married? And you're just telling me now?"
Blow the Man Down by MyHowTheyFly [E], WIP
Sidling up to the man’s right side, Izzy tapped him on the shoulder before sitting on an empty bar stool. The man hesitantly looked at Izzy who rasped out, “Are you trying to fuck my husband?”
The man turned bright red and stammered, “No! No! I’m sorry, I had thought he was alone, but now that I know better I’ll leave you to your evening.”
Izzy grinned, and leaning in until his breath tickled the man’s ear, said, “That’s a shame.”
things we're all too young to know by dinoromance89 [E]
Ed and Izzy manage a coffee shop. They have also been married for 20 years. It’s not always been easy, but they have recently reignited the spark of their relationship by entering a casual arrangement with their affluent (and horny) patron Stede. Things are better now. Or so Ed thinks, until he overhears Izzy on the phone…
Ochre, Resin, and Light. by onlyoneday [M]
Pygmalion inspired Steddyhands in which Ed and Izzy, top conservation artists at London's National Portrait Gallery, restore an antique portrait of an unknown man for an upcoming show. Strange, then, when Ed starts seeing the guy for real. He is real...right?
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Or; the one where Ed and Izzy get super horny about a painting, and then find out the guy is real and get super horny about him as well.
The Gentleman Unicorn [E] by Nadzieja
Ed is a famous actor who is bored to death with the roles he is offered. His husband and manager, Izzy, is at his wit's end to keep Ed entertained and in the business. Livening up their lives with a threesome might not be the wisest idea but since when has that ever stopped them?
There's also If Not Now Then When comic over at Twitter by Buukin
~Mod N
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theeladyking · 5 months
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Can I pitch Kraken-era Ed's crew sleeping in shifts while someone keeps watch?
Frenchie sitting up on deck while the others rest, waking up Archie at midnight so he can get some sleep
An official schedule for the helm, an unofficial schedule for minding the sleeping crew at night just in case
Nobody acknowledges when Izzy takes his turn, but they all know he'll stay awake 'til dawn
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petrichorca · 11 months
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Reunion!
Haven't been posting much because head-down in work/life, but fifteen OFMD folks and I contributed to the Choose Your Own Adventure: Reunion! It's super fun and there are many different paths to take along with beautiful/touching/hilarious/sexy art to enjoy. We worked on this collaboratively and the chapters are all anonymous. I'm so proud of the project and grateful to @ghostalservice and @trans-top-stede for co-captaining this. <3
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nocturneequuis · 2 months
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Stede, ambitious, yearning, lost in a life he doesn't know how to leave. Ed, musician, brilliant but jaded, rough past, future hollow. Young though they are, they're resigned to their lot in life.
But a chance meeting at a failed engagement party ignites a spark between the two of them. A spark that's difficult to deny even when their competing obligations makes it near impossible for them to be together.
And yet, somehow, in the wicked dance of time, they manage to meet again and again and again. Each time getting a little closer to something magical.
Because it's not the spark, but the fire you make from it that endures.
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It was set out to be the worst December 22nd of young Stede Bonnet's life, the December 22nd that began his long road to an even longer life matrimony. But a chance meeting with a tall dark and handsome stranger is just enough to make Stede start questioning everything about himself. For better and for worse. //A03 //Story Tumblr
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It's almost the new millennium and Ed Teach, a senior now at Juilliard, is a rising star on his way to fame and, more importantly, money. But success is gained through hard work and a hard heart, and letting anyone in it more than just friends is a recipe for disaster; even if that someone is Stede Bonnet. //A03 //Story Tumblr
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downstarr · 2 days
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Versus, an OFMD Spy AU - COMPLETE!
40k and some months later, my homage to action-romance spy thrillers is complete!
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Versus (40453 words) by downstar Chapters: 15/15 Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach & Israel Hands Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Israel Hands, Ching Shih | Zheng Yi Sao, Chauncey Badminton, Nigel Badminton, Declan Finch Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Spy - Freeform, Alternate Universe - James Bond Fusion, Alternate Universe - Our Flag Means Death Fusion, Enemies to Lovers, Spy thriller, Action/Adventure, Action & Romance, Gun Violence, Blood and Violence, spy vs spy - Freeform, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Action, Intrigue, Espionage, Jealous Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Seduction, Jealous Stede Bonnet, Trust Issues, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Sharing a Bed, Slow Burn, spy gear, Disguise, Travel, World Travel, Trains, On the Run, Mystery, BAMF Stede Bonnet, BAMF Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Falling In Love, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Loves Stede Bonnet, Stede Bonnet Loves Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Competent Stede Bonnet Series: Part 7 of Gentlebeard Modern AUs Summary: Edward Teach, codename Blackbeard works for an intelligence and assasination agency for-hire. He's sent to kill the socialite Stede Bonnet after seducing him, but discovers that the man is much more than he appears to be. He's actually an MI6 agent, codename Gentleman, hiding in plain sight. Things quickly go off the rails when an attempt on both of their lives leaves them wondering who they can trust. As they become an unlikely duo, they are forced to reckon with the chemistry between them - and how that complicates their adversarial relationship. --- This fic follows in the grand tradition of James Bond, Salt, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, The Long Kiss Goodnight and Lucky Number Slevin. Featuring action in the tradition of spy thrillers, with a healthy dose of queer romance and an enemies-to-lovers arc.
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