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teeny-tiny-revenge · 8 months

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So I'm having a real normal one here, not obsessing over the trailer at all. I shall demonstrate that by this presentation, where I tried to put some of the events from the trailer in chronological order based on Ed's looks and the injuries on his face. Like one does.

First we have Kraken Ed, freshly post breakup, with his depression makeup, wearing all leather and trying to look unaffected and cool by day, but ugly crying over his repainted cake toppers by night. No injuries, just tear streaks.

Second we get dangly earring up-do Ed. He's had a rough night, but he got up and did his hair up all nice, showing off his earring and pearl necklace, and he replaced the Kraken makeup with some nice eyeliner. He's unwell, daydreaming and moping at the helm, but starting to take care of himself. Again, no ouchies (only heartbroken).

Then Something Bad happens to him. Is this where he falls/jumps/is thrown overboard, perhaps? Does he get in a fight? Either way next Ed version is this, I think:

Head bump scene Ed is a mess, and this time not emotionally. He's unconscious in the beginning of this clip, and even once he startles awake, he looks super out of it, and I don't think it's because of the head bonk. Poor dude is concussed. The entire right side of his face is bloodied (cut eyebrow), and not just a little. There's blood in his beard, from a nosebleed and a cut lip. There's a cut on his left cheek. Our boy really was put through the wringer. He doesn't even realise that's Stede there yet, I think. (Also, this might indeed be their first reunion?)

Then we get a couple of different scenes that are somewhat shortly after this. Like the awkward meeting of former shipmates, and Ed smoking the joint. In both you can clearly see the split lip, the cuts on his left cheek and right eyebrow, and the bruises on his right cheek/temple.

I'm unsure if he also has those cuts in the weird blue light in the woods scene, where he fires the gun and tries to hit someone over the head, but those have a really unreal vibe to them, so might be concussed Ed hallucinating?

He does have the injuries in the bunny scene. It's a bit hard to see and I couldn't get a good still of it, sorry this one still sucks and is the best I could do, but the lip cut is there. You can see it in the trailer video if you look for it. The others are covered by his hair.

The bruising and lip cut are still there, but fainter in the "I am your captain" scene, you can see the shadow of the bruising when Ed turns his head, and I did manage to capture the lip cut, while the eyebrow cut seems gone. So this is later than blunt smoking and awkward running into Stede.

Then we have this pic, and Ed at Jackie's and at the beach. (There's also my mouse, oops.)

The split lip has healed, the cut on the cheek is still very faintly visible if you know where to look. Some time has passed to allow him to start healing. I'd guess this is more towards the end of the season. Ed isn't only healing physically, he's also out of the Blackbeard leather get-up, trying something new, as he says to Jackie and Swede.

Okay, thanks for coming to my TED talk. Hope you're also feeling very sane and hinged!

#ofmd #ofmd meta #ed teach #season 2 speculation #teeny rambles #ofmd season 2 trailer #ofmd season 2

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camillescreations · 9 months

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FINAL PART of my ofmd season 2 teaser analysis!

The last thing I want to talk about before I get into my predictions for the order of events is the constant "Ed wants to murder Stede" imagery and dialogue. We get Olu asking Stede "Do you think Blackbeard's gonna murder you?" And several other hints, like the knife throwing shot

And this shot, where it's clearly meant to represent Ed pointing a gun at Stede (near his heart?)

And then we get this shot of Ed holding the groom cake topper and saying "Fuck you, Stede Bonnet."

So clearly, there's some serious tension on Ed's side. I don't think their reunion is going to go very smoothly, at least at first. But I don't think it'll go bad in the end, as it's super clear Ed still loves Stede. Like, a lot. He's just mad at him for breaking his heart.

And, I'll add, while we are getting all of these hostile vibes from Ed, on Stede's end, there's NOTHING but love. He says he loves being near Ed, breathing the same air as him, he's always thinking about him (okay poet go off). Stede is so smitten and it's so heartbreaking and adorable at the same time.

Okay! On to my very loose prediction for a possible order of events, simply based on this trailer and the images Vanity Fair released.

So we will likely open with Olu looking through his telescope, spotting Stede approaching. They all reunite, and Stede asks where Ed and everyone else is. They explain what Ed did, and then Stede decides that they're all getting off the island and finding the Revenge. I'm guessing they all row away in stedes little boat (is it big enough for all of them?). They go to the nearest land mass, and end up on an island. I'm thinking this is the place where this picture is from.

And we get the scene of Stede grabbing the Wanted poster, telling his crew that Ed isn't a bad guy, etc. I'm guessing it's here that Stede asks around for information on Blackbeards' whereabouts. Maybe Stede doesn't find anything out, so he assumes Ed could be sailing to China, like they discussed on the beach. So they're off to China. But before that, there's a scene of Stede throwing his message in a bottle into the ocean. Also, my guess is that he wrote the note on the back of the wanted poster. Maybe he crossed some things off on the other side, like crossed out all the bad stuff and rewrote good stuff. All sappy-like.

Then, I'm guessing still in the first episode, maybe the beginning of the second, we see our first scene of Ed's crew. It starts with the wedding scene, and then we cut to Ed saying "objection" and the chaos ensues. Ed grabs the cake toppers and then later on we have the scene of Ed placing his painted bride topper next to the Stede one. Also maybe when he says to the stede topper "fuck you Stede Bonnet," he'll throw it overboard? That would be another symbolism of "Ed is gonna try and kill Stede, or at least he feels like he wants to in the moment." We can get a nice ominous shot of the topper sinking into the murky ocean.

So Stede's group is on their way to China, and stop at the floating market maybe? And maybe thats where they meet Anne Bonny. Not sure how that will go down. But later on they arrive at China, somewhere along the way meet Susan, and we get the scene of Olu asking Stede if Blackbeard will murder him, and also we'll get Stede's crew in their Chinese outfits. Also probably the scene with Buttons and the Chinese pirates.

What I'm wondering about this image in particular is what are they so surprised/happy about? They are probably seeing a familiar face(s). If it's the crew of Ed's Revenge, this could be where they all find each other again (without Ed, because he's on a beach somewhere). Or maybe it's just Lucius somehow?

So at some point in the middle of all this we might cut to the knife throwing scene with Ed and Izzy, and then maybe after the big storm will hit. That will throw Ed overboard, and the Revenge will be left without a captain once more. Izzy will be very concerned and determined to find Edward, but maybe he will unwittingly lead the crew back to Stede's group in the process?

Okay so once everyone is reunited, Izzy isn't on great terms with Stede, but he could use his help finding Ed, so they form an alliance. Stede gets his ship back, and they are on their way to find Ed. Along the way, we see the "I did a punch!" scene, I'm guessing that happens because the Revenge stormed another vessel? And Izzy agrees to train Stede, hence the sword scene with the candles. Maybe they're training for an upcoming battle? The Vanity Fair article did mention that two armies would be present during the season, one side being Chinese pirates and the other side being navy officers.

And of course we will get scenes of Ed on the beach, having to fend for himself. His makeup will be gone and his beard will have grown a bit longer, which is how we know a bit of time has passed. I wonder if Ed's time on the island will be good or bad for him. Maybe the isolation and time to think, and cool off, will allow him to warm back up to Stede? This could lead to him finding the message in a bottle, too. It would be a pretty funny coincidence.

So I'm thinking that Stede and Ed reuniting happens after a few episodes, maybe episode 4? It would parallel the first season, as Ed didn't show up until episode 3/4. And there's some animosity at first, but they still love each other, so they make up again. Hopefully with that "major romantic moment" Vanity Fair mentioned! And then there will be a build up to the final battle.

And then there's this image, where Ed is wearing Buttons' jacket and sitting next to Spanish Jackie, who looks to be dressed up.

This seems like a potentially sweet scene. Ed has no makeup, his beard is longer (like this photo)

So its obviously later in the season, and he appears to be staring at something/someone lovingly. I'm guessing he's looking at Stede, and this is near the end of the season where everything has calmed down and the whole crew is having fun. Maybe they're finally doing their talent show?

Then of course we have the "Izzy loves Edward" plot line that will surely tug at our heartstrings. I'm looking forward to seeing how that plays out!

Ok, so that's all I've got at the moment. Feel free to tell me your thoughts/predictions in the comments! Here's hoping we get a full length trailer before October so I can analyze some more!

#ofmd season 2 #ofmd s2 #ofmd #stede x ed #edward teach #ed x stede #stede bonnet #our flag means death #our flag means death season 2 #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #lgbtq #trailer analysis #analysis #theory

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forpiratereasons · 11 months

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meeting stede bonnet

a slow meandering through June. seventh prompt: rivals

day 1 | day 2 | day 3 | day 4 | day 5 | day 6 | day 7 | day 8 | day 9 | day 10

“I’m telling you, I saw him. Clear as the nose on my face. Canoodling in the back garden with a bloke in black leather.”

“What sort of canoodling?” Frenchie asked.

Roach wrinkled his nose, trying to remember through the haze of last night. “Touchy-feely,” Roach finally settled on. “They left together.”

“Sorry,” Oluwande said, finally deigning to look up from inventory and tune in. “Did you say Captain left the bar last night with someone?”

“I’ve been saying it all morning, pay attention. He carried some guy right out of the bar and left with him.”

“He carried—?”

“What, like a doll? Are we sure it was a real person?”

“Carried,” Roach affirmed. “Like a bride. And it was definitely a real person because he almost kicked someone in the face on the way out.”

“That was me,” the customer appearing at the counter said, dryly.

Everyone turned to look at him. He was kind of short, greying hair, bit of a goatee. Lots of leather, just like Roach said, and he had the best resting bitch face Roach had ever seen in his life.

Presumably it was resting, anyway.

“Er,” Roach said, looking the guy over. “Our boss carried you out of a bar last night?”

“No.” His voice was soft, raspy, but still managed to enunciate every full stop like it were a threat. “I almost got kicked in the face.”

“Uh, here,” Oluwande said, reaching for the book the guy had in his hand. “Sorry about our boss though. He’s a bit—enthusiastic?”

This didn’t seem to placate him. Instead he sniffed and said, as if it pained him on an existential level, “He was carrying my boss. And he has an appointment at eleven, so if you could tell him Izzy Hands is looking for him—I’m not actually going to buy that, by the way.”

Oluwande looked down at the book he’d handed over—The Wonderful Wizard of Oz—then at Izzy Hands, and nodded like that made sense. Roach privately agreed; he didn’t really seem like a magic and whimsy kind of guy.

“S’only nine,” Frenchie pointed out.

“Takes time to prep a tattooing appointment as complicated as Blackbeard’s.”

Frenchie whistled, long and low. Roach’s eyes widened. “No.”

“Yes,” Izzy said.

Roach knew who Blackbeard was. Obviously. Everyone knew who Blackbeard was—tattooing legend, the kind who booked out years in advance. And, though Roach didn’t usually vibe any kind of way, generally speaking, even he knew Blackbeard was hot. Long hair and leather and big brown eyes type of hot.

“You sure you’ve got the right establishment?” Roach asked, frowning. “Normal-sized bloke, Disney prince hair, seems a bit clueless sometimes? And like, aggressively optimistic about it? Not nice optimistic—like he might fight you in the street optimistic. That guy?”

The resting bitch face transformed into active bitch face. “I don’t like it either.”

Oluwande had gone back to his inventory like this was not the most fascinating piece of fucking news any of them had ever heard. Lucius was going to shit when he found out. Possibly bake Stede a cake.

“I can text Stede for you, mate, but they’re not here,” Roach said. “Haven’t seen either of them all morning.”

Izzy’s face scrunched up, like he’d just smelled something particularly heinous. “You could call,” he pointed out.

“Not calling my boss while he’s busy with any of that,” Roach shot back. “You could call.”

Izzy shifted uncomfortably, obviously not too keen on calling his boss while Blackbeard was busy with that either. He glared at Roach like that might change anything; it did, but only in that Roach was having more fun with it than he had been before.

Roach raised an eyebrow.

“Fine,” Izzy said. “Fine!”

“I’ll text for you,” Roach called after him as he stalked away. Izzy gave him the finger, then he was gone.

“So,” Frenchie said, leaning on the counter next to Roach. “Blackbeard.”

“Fucking Blackbeard.”

“Literally, it seems.”

Oluwande jabbed Roach with the end of his pen. “We’re staying out of it, remember.”

There was a pause.

“He’s moving pretty fast, though,” Frenchie mused.

“Pretty fast,” Roach agreed. “Awfully fast, really.”

They both turned to look at Oluwande, who finally put down his pen and sighed. “Fine! Fine. Call an emergency staff meeting—let’s just—take it easy, all right?”

#second prompt today!#darcy writes pirates #ofmd #gentlebeard

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epersonae · 7 months

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fic etc (new version!)

[update March 21, 2024]

These days I'm writing fic for Our Flag Means Death.

Longfic

I have three finished long pieces, in order of connectedness to canon:

Hungry for love, ready to drown (T, 33K) - a Stede POV retelling of season one starting with episode four, lots of missing scenes (so much with clothing but also wound care! dream sequence!). My love letter to canon; I watched those episodes so many times in little bursts to really absorb the writing and acting, and I'm very proud of the results. Goes well with S2 prep, if I may say so. Will probably definitely most likely get a sequel, but it's taking me a while to figure out how to approach it.

the devil's threeway (E, 30K) - Ed POV, starts with a pre-canon encounter with Jack and (non-canonical) Anne Bonney, follows up with a post-S1 meet-up with Anne and (also non-canonical) Mark Read, and then a somewhat unusual reunion with Stede. Includes the fic where Ed would not. Stop. Crying. There is a reasonably likelihood that I will write something similar or equivalent with the canon versions of Anne and Mary, but it's still marinating.

for the benefit of all the broken hearts (E, 62K) - the not RPF but not not RPF that is maybe the best thing I've ever written in any medium for any reason: a fix-it fic for the gorgeous and weird Water Flowing Underground, told from the perspective of the unnamed second wife. My exploration of the aftermath of tragedy, the possibility of repair, and varieties of love. Read the tags, read the author's note, read WFU first (or don't, I'm not the boss of you, and I do know someone who read them out of order and still enjoyed it), but please give it a shot. Posts tagged #carlita coded content are related to this work, sometimes very obliquely. There is also a follow-up fic of missing scenes, end up several worlds away, that still has one chapter remaining (I SWEAR I'm going to finish it), and a short sort of non-linear AU, back on my beat, that explores some alternate endings.

Some favorite shorter pieces

I have begun to long for you, a "mutiny against Izzy succeeds" canon-divergence AU

nice either way, my contribution to the Beard Discourse

Commit to the Bit, modern AU blackbonnet engagement and wedding

Season 2 and post-S2 fic

I spit on your grave - post-S2, Stede and Ed have a serious conversation, starting with how Ed didn't "happen" upon Stede being gut-stabbed, and going some tough places from there

lost and found - post-S2, featuring beach comber Stede and those cake toppers

Through the storm - the crew of the Revenge between episodes 2 and 3. slow and creepy!

in case I never make it through to where you are - bad ending AU set at the end of 3. MIND THE TAGS, it's a rough one.

Other stuff

Occasionally I post OFMD fic recommendations, which started as a weekly thing but, you know. They are still posted in sets of five on Fridays, when I do them, and tagged #five fic friday. (There's no particular system to my listings, just stuff I like that's not PWP.)

Not fic: I am doing a little project where I make/recreate recipes that I have written down but haven't made in a long time (or ever) - that can be found under the tag #food as play. Includes my rewrite of the 40 Orange Cake Recipe!

I have also written a lot of fic for The Adventure Zone, my favorite being The Reckoning Arrives, a 77k fic in which Lucretia, Taako, Merle, and Carey go looking for Kalen.

I wrote quite a bit of my TAZ fic with my late spouse Ryn (@taakovapes). Ryn died in September 2021; here's the post I wrote the week they died. I often post/tag about them and death and grief. (See tags #not all exits are made equal, #[grief dab], and #posts I wish I could send to Ryn in particular.)

#about me #my fic #my writing #ofmd #ofmd fic #taz balance #hiding this in the tags: it's 'carlita' because she is an amalgam of CRJ and Rita (and tbh neither)#and I learned as little about the latter as possible while I was writing #as I said at a party 'everything I know about Rita Ora I learned against my will'#there's a reason the unnamed wife is tagged Original Female Character

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naranjapetrificada · 8 months

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@chaotic-neutral-knitter suggested "eight predictions for eight episodes" should be a tag game and I could not agree more. You should read their predictions first because some of mine will also cover similar ground and because number 8 seems so perfect but literally hadn't crossed my mind somehow. Anyway here are my 8, which I honestly don't feel that confident about but I want to swing for the fences a bit:

I agree with OP that Ed's first scene will be crashing the wedding, but I would also buy it as the first scene of the entire first episode. Like with some lead up showing how nice all the wedding stuff is. My actual prediction is this though: I also agree that the auxiliary wardrobe's survival will be revealed in the scene we see with Ed playing with the cake toppers (💔) although I think that could be the final scene in the episode. I've made a song prediction in the past for revealing the auxiliary wardrobe but I'm not gonna put it here in case I get it very wrong lol. Rest assured if I do get it right you'll never hear the end of it.

I'm not 100% on this, but I feel like episode 2 will be when Ed goes overboard during a storm. I wouldn't be surprised at all if this is episode gives us all of Ed's Island Healing Journey, which is important but doesn't need to stretch across multiple eps given a) how little time we have in this season and b) how this show handles important backstory reveals, even for major characters. This is where Ed will have a figurative rebirth out of the sea, do some pining, and confront a ghost of captains past that's almost certainly Hornigold.

Unfortunately for the lovely parallel of them seeing each other in person in episode 3, I don't think that can happen yet on the tail of my prediction for episode 2. Maybe, maybe it happens at the very end but if it does, it won't be them running across the beach to each other (because as much as I'm hoping to be wrong, I'm starting to believe that is a dream sequence, which I can talk about in another post/send me an ask or something). [This is the one I feel the least secure about actually, and if I'm wrong I'm going to be very, extremely wrong. If I'm wrong it messes with the pacing of every other prediction on this list. If I'm wrong we'll get our beautiful scene where they run to each other, Ed will have to treat an injured Stede in The Cave, and they'll make up there. If I'm wrong I want to read a million fics about this anyway.]

I think this is when we'll meet Anne Bonney, and I don't think it's controversial to say that that scene we see of her in Stede's lap is just after she kisses him. Whatever motivation she has for kissing him will be something like making a point or proving something, most likely to whoever she looks at immediately afterwards (Mary Read maybe?). I also think whatever is going on, it will be funny because of the spit chain between her and Stede via Ed and Jack.

Anne takes the crew somewhere, probably the Republic of Pirates or following another lead? Or they come across the Revenge, and this is when they learn Ed has gone overboard. Izzy is unsurprisingly not into being captain because it almost got him killed last time, and this is the start of his begrudging training of Stede. Stede refuses to believe Ed has drowned and honestly, maybe Izzy feels exactly the same? Anyway if Izzy gets a redemption arc it starts here.

Ed has been exploring the island or doing some star navigation or whatever, and maybe he figures out where he is and a way to get to civilization again. I know a lot of people have said he's wearing Buttons' jacket in the scene where we see him with Jackie, but iirc Buttons's jacket isn't especially uncommon? Like what if he finds it on a dead body on the island? The camp looks like it's made of a lot of man-made stuff so there has to have been a wreck or something nearby. Anyway this specific part is important to me because what if it's the same episode where Stede gets his fancy red outfit? What if they both get new clothes in the colors associated with each other in the previous season? WHAT THEN DAVID JENKINS?

It would be so cruel for them to not reunite before this episode but they didn't kiss until the penultimate episode last time either. Maybe the previous episode will be what puts them on track to meet The Torturer under whatever circumstances that happens, and this episode will involve how they escape that situation. I think the aftermath of that rescue/escape will be when Ed and Stede see each other again, and I don't think they'll be falling into each other's arms immediately. This could be the party at Jackie's place though, and maybe Ed gets that fond look despite himself and later they get a minute alone to talk and that's when Stede whispers the whole "I love everything about you" thing and its devastatingly romantic and they finally fuck? But uh oh, we need the episode to end with a tiny bit of menace of some kind. Whatever is the Big Threat that's been haunting the rest of the season will be shown to not be quite vanquished yet!

We need a cliffhanger so whatever the big unresolved issue from the previous episode is will come roaring back to life. This is when we'll see Jackie wake up in bed with the Swede. If Ed and Stede don't fuck in episode 7 they will in episode 8, but it will be a much more bittersweet scene because maybe it's a "we have to separate again tomorrow to safely escape" scene or a "this could be our last night on earth" scene. It will be heartbreaking and we'll all spend weeks crying and screaming and climbing through DJ's walls, but it feels like there's a non-zero chance. If they already fucked in episode 7, we might get to have a nice romcom morning after scene as a treat, and to lull us into a false sense of security. Maybe they'll talk about their hopes for the future and be sickening (as they deserve!) before bad news arrives. Maybe the morning goes wrong because of everything still left to resolve between them and like Ed's not leaving leaving but he needs to take a walk because jesus Stede I can't believe you said that. And while on his walk Ed will learn something external has gone wrong because unfortunately, we do still need that cliffhanger. In the second act something has to get in the way of their happiness again, even if they've made up with each other (which I don't think one night can fix).

It feels so naked throwing all these predictions out like this and as I wrote I got less and less confident, especially about the order of events. But if I didn't like pain I wouldn't be in this fandom. Time to tag 8 people to do their own, assuming no one else has tagged you in the 1000 hours it took me to write this up: @saltpepperbeard @epersonae @chocolatepot @let-me-dream-with-the-stars @likethehotsauce @givefangapuppy @red-sky-in-mourning @knifeturtlelives

#eight predictions for eight episodes #tag game #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 speculation #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd speculation #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 #edward teach #stede bonnet #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #look I do hope I'm wrong about the beach scene #however if I'm wrong it won't be until episode 7 or 8 #and I know y'all don't want to wait that long for it

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sunnibits · 1 year

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Here's a scenario for you:

What if Stede went all out on seducing Izzy? There's been a lot of talk about how he seduced Ed unconsciously, but what if he then knew what he was doing, and decided to put all of his efforts into stealing the heart of the crabbiest first mate of the seven seas?

I'm talking grand breakfast spreads just for him (presence mandatory), forcing him to walk with Stede through the wilderness and to listen him rant about plants and animals they're seeing, treating him to the best clothes and the finest things he could find?

^^^ like this

YESSS yes I believe in this so strongly. you just KNOW Stede is hand-feeding him the finest little buttered cakes and ripe fruits, insisting that he tries out this lovely new robe he got but TRAGICALLY doesn’t really work for him but oh, Izzy, this might be about your size! - slowly wearing down Izzy’s edges against his will until he somehow tricks him into having a candlelit picnic under the midnight moon, and Stede’s leaning very close for some reason suddenly and oh his lips look nice and their mouths brush and - OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING. WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT IS THIS POSH TWAT WITCHCRAFT. YOU AND YOUR- YOUR FUCKING TEA AND YOUR CAKES AND YOUR STUPID GOLDEN HAIR AND STUPID FUCKING SOFT HANDS AND SOFT LIPS AND. UGH.

and then he storms off furiously thinking there must be something wrong with him, he must be getting too old and this is finally the end where he’s going to die of a heart attack because why else would his heart rate be going fucking crazy right now.

#sorry if this is incomprehensible I simply love rambling <3 #ask box #izzy hands #stede bonnet #stizzy #ofmd

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queenmeredith13-blog · 2 years

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Stede had been thinking a lot about it lately, about how maybe he wasn’t treating everyone in the same way on this ship. Especially giving too much attention to Ed, which he didn’t mind doing and enjoyed their times together. Then again it was a ship, their ship, all of them played a part in where they were now and being a co-captain that he was, Stede decided to change what he was doing. He planned to give everyone more attention, maybe compliments about how much of a great work they were doing for the ship. It didn’t sound difficult, maybe except one person could make it harder for him.

Izzy. Izzy who looked a bit- oh, more than a bit grumpy and distant. Stede had a feeling that Izzy was acting like this for a reason, and he wanted to learn why and get closer with him like everyone else. Stede didn’t want to comment on someone who he didn’t entirely know but he couldn’t help agreeing with Izzy on most of the things. Maybe Iz’s words were painful for people to hear but they were still the truth. There could be something down there in Izzy, or maybe not even that deep down, and Stede wanted to explore that side of him so he wanted to talk to Ed about it, which sounded a little grumpy at first, just like everyone else but asking for the second time was enough already.

‘‘Yeah- actually a nice idea. Do you have an idea to where to start from though, mate?’‘ Ed blinked as he looked at Stede, didn’t sound too bad to get closer with Iz again. ‘‘We can- we can- oh shit- actually, it’s Izzy’s birthday today. Why don’t we start from there?’‘

‘‘It’s Izzy’s birthday? Why didn’t you tell me before, Ed? But that’s okay- go find everyone and tell them to prepare, whatever they can find. We should make this a really nice surprise party. Make sure that Lucius keeps Iz busy, too.’‘ Stede said, he spent no time walking over to the kitchen and talk to Roach about how he should cook all the best food he had, especially an orange flavoured cake since he didn’t know what else to make it from and if they had any other ingredients that could fit. Ed was trying to convince everyone to hold anything they could find, some lamp and plant and flowers, whatever that could look pretty since they didn’t have the greatest decoration items after all, preparing the deck and putting a big table there for all the food and the cake.

Stede was also glad to see everyone was holding something in their hands, even if it was a simple orange or apple or a... was that a bootlace in Ed’s hands? Still was something and looked nice, he kept his own gift in his pocket and grabbed Ed by the arm to drag him to Iz’s door, knocking on the door, letting Ed do the talk.

Ed nodded, clearing his throat. ‘’Izzy! Mate, hurry up. There’s something on this ship that looks extremely dangerous. I myself am terrified and we need you out here, mate.’’ Ed went back up with Stede, now only waiting for Iz to come up with bootlaces in his hand, wondering if Stede prepared any gifts.

#izzyeffinhands #izzy x blackbeard #izzy x ed #yes this is me starting

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dragonmuse · 1 year

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Ohhhh today’s “more to the story” was so moving. I always love Lucius and Jim, but this one really hit at the core of them in the mainverse.

Do they ever acknowledge their role as protectors? To each other, to the family, to the spirit of the revenge? I could see them having a tequila-fueled moment of truth.

(excellent question! This takes place in the after party of Eddy and Stede's wedding. )

“I can’t feel my nose,” Lucius pressed his finger into the tip of it.

“Natural side effect,” Jim grinned.

There was wedding detritus all around them and they were both still partially in their best people suits. Lucius’ tie was undone, Jim’s gone entirely and their shirt unbuttoned deep enough to show off a sliver of black fabric beneath. There was a bottle of tequila that was distressingly low between them. Someone had changed out the music for something sweeter and lower. John and Frenchie were doing a slow waltz around the floor, Frenchie smiling up at him with all the love in the world.

Oluwande and Roach were picking at the last of the cake, in deep conversation. Buttons had gathered a crowd of other straggler guests around them and was regaling them with a story that involved a lot of sudden hand gestures. Pete kept jumping in with even wilder gestures, apparently trying to add details that Button had misplaced. The Swede was also dancing like a reed in the corner of the floor all on his own, a beatific smile on his face.

The beautiful couple had gone an hour ago, leaving the wreck behind. An actual cleaning crew was coming in tomorrow, so just for tonight, Lucius didn’t have to even pretend to worry about tidying and Jim wasn’t bustling around fixing up odds and ends. So they had washed up here, sitting on the stage, surveying their territory with Jim’s favorite tequila and nary a shot glass to be found.

“I get why you like it,” Lucius took another swig, grimaced, licked salt off his hand and then sucked at the last possible ghost of lime juice out of a much abused slice. Jim took it from him, did the same without any change in facial expression. “It’s like putting your brain into a very nice blender.”

“One of those thermo ones that also make risotto,” Jim agreed.

“Late night infomercials?”

“You know it.”

“I like risotto,” Lucius nodded. “Izzy makes a great one.”

“He cooks?”

“He’s like a little domestic goddess as long as you don’t look directly at him,” Lucius laughed. “It’s amazing. Cooks, cleans, does the laundry, but if you even mention it too hard, he freezes up and grumbles forever about it.”

“Huh,” Jim slowly collapsed backwards, landing over Lucius’ legs. “You’re comfortable.”

“That’s why I don’t work out. To keep myself pillow soft.”

“Good idea,” they yawned, hair spilling over his thighs. “It went good.”

“The wedding? Yeah,” he agreed, leaning back on his hands. “I never want to do it again, but it came off. Thanks for the help with the set up.”

“Yeah, no problem. We’re a team,” they said quietly as if they were testing the waters.

Lucius blinked, then grinned down at them. “Hell yeah we are.”

“Don’t get excited,” but they were smiling a little too.

“I’ll get as excited as I want, thanks muchly.”

Jim went quiet for a while and Lucius was a little hypnotized by all the lights. He hadn’t gotten this drunk two nights in a row in a long time and he had a feeling he was going to regret it at some point. Right now it just felt marvelously swimmy.

“I don’t do that,” Jim said abruptly.

“Do what?” Lucius zoned back in.

“I don’t work with someone else.”

“Uh, I mean you and Oluwande are like a power couple,” he pointed out. “I love Pete, but if he tried to throw a knife at me, it’d be game over.”

“That’s different,” they frowned, “not what I meant.”

“Okay. What’d you mean then?”

“I don’t...share the perimeter.”

“Huh,” Lucius sat up a little straighter. It took a second to sink in, but he thought he understood. “Yeah. I never have either. Never had anyone I could trust to do it. But I do. Trust you.”

“Me too,” they said solemnly. “Don’t fuck it up.”

“Right back at you.”

They made eye contact. It was a rare thing with Jim, and Lucius took it to heart. They gazed up at him, trusting him with their throat, with their safety, with their life in some ways. He hoped he was clear in offering that right back.

Fuck he was drunk.

“Pound it out,” Jim held up a fist and Lucius laughed, tapping it with his own.

“Amazing. Sealed with a fist kiss, just what I always wanted.”

There were still flowers everywhere. By the time he staggered home, Lucius had managed to stick a black rose into his own hair and one in Jim’s button hole. They waved goodbye to each other and staggered in oppisote directions home.

“It was gorgeous, babe,” Pete said from under his arm, only mostly holding him up. Sober after last night’s escapades, Pete seemed very solid at the moment. Lucius popped a kiss on the top of his head.

“Thanks. I’d say it was because they were so in love, but fuck ‘em. I did a great job.”

“You did,” Pete laughed. “What were you and Jim talking about?”

“Oh,” Lucius grinned, “mostly about tequila. Then I was mostly just talking at them. You know how they are.”

“Yeah, you just got a little mushy saying goodbye.”

“Weddings make me sentimental,” Lucius nodded. “They remind me of our special day.”

“So they’ve made you sentimental since October?” Pete teased. “Ancient nostalgia.”

“Almost six months. Hey! We should do something for our anniversary.”

“What do you want to do?” Pete asked, clearly humoring him.

“Dunno. Just saying. Something.”

“I’ll brainstorm.”

“You have a great brain. It’s very sexy. Storm away.”

“Will do, babe, will do.”

Lucius and Jim didn’t ever really talk about it again. They certainly didn’t tell anyone else. Just a handful of words, but they had been encoded with information. With understanding.

Stede was Lucius’ best friend if he were made to rank such things. But his closest friend was Jim after that, unspoken, but true.

#leda house and the kraken verse #ficlet #lucius black #jim jimenez

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Steddyhands: marriage

Ooh send me a line or a word and I’ll use it as a prompt

Marriage wasn’t something Izzy had thought he would ever get. Wasn’t even something he had considered himself wanting. Then Stede fucking Bonnet showed up and turned Izzy’s world upside down.

“Izzy-“

“Yeah I fucking do.”

There is a smirk on Eds lips, and Stede rolls his eyes in that fond way he does sometimes, when Izzy is being particularly difficult for no reason.

“Ok. I now pronounce you husbands. All three of you.” Olu said, confident and bright.

Izzy had expected Ed and Stede to kiss first, seeing as this whole thing was their idea, so he was surprised when they both went for him, holding his head still so they could each take a cheek and kiss it. He grunted, but didn’t push them away.

There were some cheers from the crew, Wee John lit the cannon and the sound blasted right through Izzy’s chest. Or maybe that was his heart trying to escape when Stede and Ed finally did kiss, Izzy trapped between them.

The party went on for hours. Rum and wine and whatever booze they had raided from the last ship flowing freely. Izzy was congratulated with sharp pats on the back. A song written by Frenchie. Some kind of slip he would have to wear by Wee John (not thinking about that one just yet, he decided, shoving it into his pocket for safe keeping).

Roach had made an obscenely large cake, 5 tiers, and Izzy was already calculating how many supplies had been wasted for this when Stede came up behind him, wrapping his arms around Izzy’s middle and resting his chin on Izzy’s shoulder.

“You’re thinking too much. Ed said he could hear it over the music.”

“Eds a fucking liar then, isn’t he?”

“Ouch.” Ed said, wincing over dramatically as he swiped his finger through the cakes icing, sucking it into his mouth flirtatiously. “Is that anyway to talk about your husband?”

“When the shoe fits.”

Stede laughed, squeezing Izzy and lifting him from the ground as he did so, making Izzy scramble to find purchase, gripping onto Stedes strong arms. “Come on Israel, darling. You should play nice. It is our wedding night, after all.”

“Yeah. It’s our fucking wedding night and we’re all out here on deck socialising instead of breaking your new bed. How the fuck does that make sense?”

Ed made a sound of agreement, and Stede huffed a laugh, finally releasing his grip on Izzy.

“Fine, fine. Let me fetch one more box of rum for the crew, then I’ll ravish you to my hearts content.”

Izzy smirked the same time as Ed, taking a swipe of the icing for himself. Wasn’t half bad. And they would be at port soon, so the supply wasting wasn’t the top of his list.

No, the item at the very top of his list was breaking Stedes their fancy new bed.

#steddyhands #tricksterwrites #ofmd #izzy hands

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run-me-through-but-not-like-that · 2 years

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SteddyHands x Reader sneak peak

I know I said I was working on a SteddyHands x Reader story and I promise I have been! Just want to get it right.

While we're here, please feel free to give some ideas of activities you'd like to see our hopeless lovers getting up to on their 'day trip' on land (AKA: their first date).

Anyway! Here is a sneak peak at a later scene that I currently have titled as:

"Breakfast with the Polycule":

Finally, the combined efforts of you and the pirate captains got Izzy to not rush off first thing in the morning in order to whip the crew into shape. The three of you had managed to convince him to join you for a proper breakfast, rather than just snatching a pastry before heading out of the cabin (after being ambushed by the three of you to kiss him goodbye, of course).

The four of you sat around the table in the captain’s cabin, each of you wearing one of Stede’s robes. You knew he had a hidden wardrobe and everything, but he had far too many robes for one man. Thankfully, he had the perfect amount for four.

Stede wore a vibrant yellow, Edward a royal purple, Izzy in a forest green, and you in a breezy blue. You and Edward had taken very easily to wearing the robes, finding them comfortable and soft. Of course, Izzy was more reluctant to anything comfortable or soft, but he had slowly come around, he couldn’t deny the silks anymore. And thank God, because he looked wonderful in that dark green.

“I got a new berry conserve from the last port we stopped at; you have to try it” Stede announced, already preparing four slices of toast with a generous amount of his new jam, passing each of you a slice.

“Fucking nailed it again, mate” Edward praised, obviously approving of the new spread. Stede couldn’t help but grin, always endeared by how Edward reacted to new things that he enjoyed.

“It’s really good” you complimented, agreeing with Ed wholeheartedly.

Expectantly, the three of you looked at Izzy, waiting on his comment. Only to find that he hadn’t spoke because he was too busy stuffing his mouth, taking another large bite out of his slice of toast. Clearly, he was enjoying it, he didn’t need to say anything to express that.

The three of you chuckled fondly to yourselves, which certainly got his attention.

“What?” Izzy snapped after swallowing his bite, looking between the three of you, his face rapidly turning a nice shade of pink.

“Nothing, I’m glad you like it” Stede shook his head, biting back another small chuckle, digging into his own piece as a distraction.

“Y’got some…” Ed pointed to his own mouth, waving his finger around as he smiled fondly at his first mate.

Izzy wiped at his mouth, trying to ignore the way his chest constricted from being smiled at like that. However, he missed the smudge of jam on the corner of his mouth.

“I’m just going to put you out of your misery” you mused, reaching over, and using your thumb to swipe the jam away.

Izzy was already blushing generously but turned bright red when you thoughtlessly sucked the jam off of the pad of your thumb.

“Fucking hell, Y/n, you’re gonna kill him” Ed laughed at his reaction, roughly but affectionately patting the back of your shoulder.

“Well, I’m not going to let it go to waste” you defended yourself.

“More tea?” Stede offered, feeling warmed by the light mood in the cabin. You and Edward nodded, passing your cups over to him. “And coffee, Israel?” he offered, receiving another nod and another cup.

The three of you had learnt that Izzy had a bit of a sweet tooth, well Edward had known that from their younger days. The first mate had a secret love for the different cakes and pastries and conserves that Stede had presented him with. Still, he thought seven sugars in one small cup of tea was ridiculous.

#steddyhands x reader #izzy hands x reader #edward teach x reader #stede bonnet x reader #ofmd #our flag means death #steddyhands #steddy hands

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My rant may have gotten a little unhinged there, so pardon the caps and and wild swerves in topic. You've got a great point in how their interactions show that they know Izzy is mostly talk. And Fang really is worried about poor Izzy's foot, isn't he? Also, in regards to that scene, when injured angry Izzy comes in snarling about the books not being thrown overboard, Ivan looks kinda taken aback. "It's a lot of books, Izzy." Not only is he comfortable talking back, Ivan seems surprised that Izzy would say something like that. I get the sense that while Izzy might be on everyone's ass about work, he isn't generally the type to push people to work harder if they're already doing their job. (I also think this suggests Izzy is afraid of Ed now in a way he wasn't before. They need to move fast, or who knows what Ed might do?) No one's had to deal with forced autocannibalism from Izzy on that crew. And I do know what you mean about the spat and pushing away with Stede. Ed tends to flee when rejected or feeling rejected. But my visions of the future have made me realize something so important. Point 1: We've established poor behavior on both Izzy and Fang's parts in regards to each other, and the need for communication. That means there's a good chance character development stuff might involve them communicating to one another. I have Reasons to believe the Izzy the Spewer incident might come up again as a topic for discussion. Point 2: Confirmed babygirl kinkster who is only capable of expressing physical affection toward men in violently charged interactions frequently pulls large, daddy-shaped man's beard. -dd anon

nonny. nonny. nonny. nonny of my heart. i've been staring at this fucking message since you sent it nonny and i havent gotten any less feral over my brain suddenly opening up and the skies parting and all i can see is izzy/fang. nonny. i had to sit here for this long before i could come up with a reply to the rest, nonny.

Okay, the rest:

I think maybe something that we're not really adding to our thoughts is that we've actually only really seen Izzy as attempting-to-be-first-mate of the Revenge? Not of Ed's ship?

So, as a brief rundown of the Revenge from what we've been shown so far: they are a crew who were scooped up from god knows where, on a ship that's pristine because it was literally built all of a month ago, the crew are being paid wages rather than having to work for their dinner, no one ever actually seems to do ship things except maybe Buttons who seems to have a clue what he's doing but I don't think I've seen him actually work either, and no matter how much some may argue they're real pirates, they all hide behind the ship in 1x01 when the English show up, just like Stede.

Furthermore, the ship's surgeon is actually the cook (and although he's sewed up his shoulder in the past and makes a bangin' orange cake and goes in to amputate Lucius' finger, we don't know that he's actually qualified to be the surgeon), Stede had no idea Jim was "really a woman" (I mean, they're not, but you get my drift for the early episodes), and in 1x02 they forgot to steer the ship, which is why they ran aground.

So when Izzy comes around in 1x05 and is trying to do his job, which is basically to oversee and wrangle the crew into doing their jobs, what he finds is that there are two functional crew members (Ivan and Fang, who they brought along from their ship), and a bunch of folks that... don't do their jobs.

Literally in 1x05 you have Frenchie who went off and put on nice clothes he found from their raid (which is not working, though he did look dapper), Stede and Ed very distracted by the invitation, Lucius and Stede swinging their legs watching Ivan do all the work of going through the bodies for loot, Fang who is--

Wait, hold on. What is Fang doing?

I mean the general, main answer is "attending Ed", which makes sense because they're on someone else's ship and it makes perfect sense to have Fang nearby while Ed and Stede are distracted, just in case something bad happens.

But what is he actively doing in this scene? Is he knitting? Sewing? What? What? WHAT IS HE DOING WITH HIS HANDS? You literally only see him in this shot and I am losing my mind because I want to know what he's doing???? fuck!

Anyway, Fang is off skinning a guy for Ed after this, Lucius and Pete are fucking in the storeroom amongst the food while Wee John takes a nap, Frenchie and Oluwande go over to the ship with Ed and Stede, and when you get wide shots you can see literally no one is working on that ship.

Izzy is losing his shit and yelling at Lucius because every time he turns his head, no one is doing anything. It's a ship! It needs a crew because the crew keep it moving and functioning and clean.

Like, I understand if cleaning barnacles isn't Lucius' job, but someone has to do it?

So Izzy is presented with a ship whose crew is just, not doing their jobs, and all we really get to see is Izzy yelling at them and trying his darndest to actually get them to work, while they're just like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ meh it practically sails itself.

What we don't see is how Ed's ship runs. We don't see how his crew work, we don't see whether Izzy has to yell at everyone on that ship or if all he has to do is hand out a chore roster and everyone does their jobs.

If everyone is doing their jobs and pulling their weight, it's likely that they're treated with the respect they've earned and deserve as working and functioning members of the crew, and that their needs are also seen to, and who would be in charge of seeing to their needs?

Izzy.

Extra points: in the books scene, Ivan calls Izzy by his first name, Fang calls him 'boss', but the tone he uses makes it sound less like a mandatory title like when Izzy tells Lucius he expects sir or first mate hands or god or whatever, and more like he's showing him respect in return, the respect he's earned from that crew.

I get the sense that while Izzy might be on everyone's ass about work, he isn't generally the type to push people to work harder if they're already doing their job. (I also think this suggests Izzy is afraid of Ed now in a way he wasn't before. They need to move fast, or who knows what Ed might do?) No one's had to deal with forced autocannibalism from Izzy on that crew.

This, too. There's "expects the crew to do their jobs" and there's "is unreasonable about it", and there's no actual demonstration that Izzy is ever unreasonable about it. He just wants them to do their jobs and pull their weight!

#izzy's dd anon #ask #izzy hands #izzy hands meta #ofmd #ofmd meta #our flag means death

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Forever Hold Your Peace - Chapter 1/?

pre-canon, pirate hostage AU (or, Blackbeard inadvertently crashes a wedding)

Summary:

When Stede prays for a way to get out of his imminent marriage, he doesn’t exactly have “hostage by pirates” in mind—but then again, maybe he should’ve been more specific. In which Stede and Mary find that an unexpected wedding crasher may, in fact, grow into a better lover than your actual betrothed.

Rating: M AO3: Chapter 1, 2

*****

Nervous, he had to admit, was an understatement.

Boys were never supposed to dream about their wedding—or else, that was what Stede had grown up always being told. Nigel had said as much, after he’d innocently let his thoughts slip one day in the middle of lunch; it was soft-boiled eggs, he’d remembered, because after they’d been smeared in his face, the yolk had slipped down his cheek and stained his favorite shirt.

He’d quickly learned never again to wax romantic about a tasteful arch of flowers; and yet, that could never truly quell the fantasies. He’d kept thinking about it, this time in silence, while the other kids were pulling pranks and throwing fists. What finery he might wear, what cut he might like for his ring. How it would feel, that first kiss—to hold the hand of his one true love, oh-so-gentle beneath a wreath of roses.

But only peasants marry for love. That was the next lesson, beat over his head by his father; and despite all his prayers for their money to be mysteriously drained away—a gambling addiction, perhaps, or a tax set too high, or an investment gone wrong—God had other plans. He was doomed, it seemed, to be fortunate.

And that morning, as he stood on the beach with some stranger at his side, he couldn’t help but resent those beautiful dreams. Because how much worse did it feel now, to believe so deeply in what could have been?

He couldn’t begrudge Mary. She seemed nice enough. Maybe, if he was lucky, nice enough to tolerate—and if a miracle struck, perhaps nice enough one day to love. And yet, even if they did learn to love one another years down the line? That meant nothing now, at the hour of his wedding.

It would not matter, when they had no favorite poem to share. When he would kiss her, kiss for the first, fateful time, and feel absolutely nothing.

And so as he stood there, heart threatening to beat straight out of his chest, he swallowed down those futile fantasies. Because this was real, now. This was happening, no matter how many prayers for a rescue he had whispered under his breath. And Mary, as apathetic as she also looked—barely making eye contact, grimacing at the faint seaside odors of fish and salt—was going to be his wife.

No candles. No cakes.

(And that, he could barely understand—what good was money for, anyway, if you couldn’t even enjoy it?)

“You’re slouching.”

He straightened his neck to the quiet hiss, courtesy of his father (and he was barely slouching, thank you very much—merely looking down at his feet, which wasn’t a crime, last he’d heard).

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the sight of God…”

He swallowed, digging his heel anxiously into the sand. His sentence had begun, and there was nothing he could do about it.

If only it could be less dull—but no. He’d sworn off those fantasies.

And anyway, he was sure that he deserved this, even if he couldn’t place why. It was his perfect punishment, after all.

“…to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men…”

Honorable—sure. Whatever. It was all about the honor, wasn’t it? He squinted into the sky, trying to engross himself in the antics of a gull diving up and down with the current of the wind; at least that was moderately interesting to watch. He followed the horizon line with his eye, suppressing a yawn. It was so cloudy out on the ocean today. Almost foggy, and getting foggier by the second.

Ah, the ambience…

“…and therefore is not by any to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly…”

And what a great start to a marriage this was, to be so openly disobeying God.

(But maybe, maybe if he used that as a counter—maybe this was his last minute gambit—to argue that this marriage, being entered without reverence, was unholy—nay, a sin—)

“…Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined…”

He blinked. How odd, the fog suddenly looked. Shimmering, dark, as if opening up to an armada on the water. A mirage, perhaps? He turned an inquisitive eye to Mary, who was staring pointedly at the ground. The gull took a lap, and then disappeared as if into a cloud of smoke.

It was probably just another figment of his mind. The third thing he’d had drilled into him as a child, after all, was that his imagination helped no one—and least of all himself.

“…If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together—let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”

Oh—oh. This was his cue. What was it, again, that he’d just rehearsed? What were those words—lightly, solemnly…

He opened his mouth, and then closed it, and then opened it again. And his father, who’d been glaring daggers at him for the better half of the morning, raised a pointed brow.

He swallowed. Oh, to hell with his dreams, his beautiful dreams. Romance belonged to the peasants. He’d forever hold his peace.

And for some reason, when the priest next opened his mouth, his words came out as a resounding blast of cannonfire.

Was that a part of the ceremony?

By the looks of the priest—who’d thrown his Bible above his head as a shield in a split second—Stede thought not.

“What the devil—”

His father’s voice was immediately drowned out by another, echoing across the water like some sort of Poseidon.

Stede swallowed. Oh, hell. God was probably here to smite him, and it was all his fault—

“People of Bridgetown!”

He winced. The booming voice of God was here for all of them, then. And it was his fault, it was all his stupid fault—

“Wait, is this—this is Bridgetown, yeah?”

He opened an eye—since when had he closed his eyes?—and noted that everyone looked just as dazed with panic as he was. His mother, as it seemed, had already fainted.

He couldn’t help but think it a little odd that God needed reassurance on where he was. But then again, he did probably have a lot on his plate.

“Whatever. Doesn’t matter. Point is, surrender—or die!”

“Oh, bloody pirate scum…and today, of all days—"

Pirate? Stede turned to his father, who was already brandishing a rock in his fist. Was God a—

Oh. It never was a mirage, was it? Blinking through the fog, it was becoming clearer to see; a true armada of ships, flags and sails and guns. And standing at the helm, a man—no, maybe it was a god—because men did not have hair of smoke, or eyes that glowed.

And for some reason, he was suddenly overtaken by the strangest feeling: he wasn’t sure if he even minded this malevolent god standing before them. This god had something compelling in his aura, unlike the one watching over their little ceremony today. This god had, for better or for worse, just answered his prayer.

Horrifying, and yet enigmatically beautiful—he could not bring himself to look away.

He’d never been so ready to worship a false idol.

And he was compelling enough, apparently, for Stede only to hear his father’s curses on a delay; compelling enough to take a second too long to see the rock catapulting from his father’s fingers, and clatter pitifully against the hull of the ship.

Compelling enough not to notice the man at this god’s side raise his gun, and fire a calculated shot only a few feet off from where Stede currently stood.

He flinched, at least a second late; Mary screamed, to which he screamed in turn; and his father, eyes as angry as ever, suddenly lay motionless on the ground at his feet.

“Fuck, you weren’t actually supposed to—fucking hell, Iz…whatever. Okay, anyway, uh…yeah. Bridgetown, or wherever the fuck—this is an ambush!”

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#ofmd #our flag means death #our flag means death fanfiction #ofmd fanfiction #ofmd fanfic #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #ed x stede #my stuff #reposting bc this is a soft reboot anyway #rip ao3 link preview 🥲

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Ed's Sea Cred (Part 8)

Schrödinger's Likeability In Action

Stede watches Ed knock back the tea like he's taking a shot. "So ah... does that method of drinking make pirates like you, then?"

Ed thinks for a moment, and Stede could look at that thinking face forever. But thankfully, he doesn't have to. As entrancing as it is, answers are also pretty good.

"I s'pose so." Ed sets the teacup down. "Pirates like a man who seems ready to have a good time."

"Well, that's peculiar. I always look ready to have a good time!"

"Yeaaahhh, but not a pirate-good time, mate. You look ready to ballroom dance."

"In these shoes?" Stede scoffs. "My feet would be bleeding halfway through."

"Really? I thought all fancy-people clothes were comfortable." And that any discomfort he felt the other day was just his wounds and his being a different size than Stede.

"Oh, parts are, and I do personally go for the more comfortable fabrics and items. But a lot of it is very stuffy and tight, the shoes being the worst. Let me show you-"

Stede disappears into his main wardrobe, and returns with the worst pair of shoes Ed has ever laid eyes on. The heels are steep, the angle of the arch too high and sharp. The heels are also quite thin. They look horribly uncomfortable.

"Terrible, aren't they? I mostly keep these around to remind myself of just how much freedom piracy truly grants." Stede grimaces at the shoes and tosses them back into the closet like they're red-hot. "But some of it is useful. Take silk, for instance." He holds up a robe. "Remarkable at preventing stab wounds!"

Ed scoffs. "No fuckin' way, man."

"It is! You have to layer it a bit to get it really protective, but it's a tightly-woven fabric! You'll still get hurt, of course, but it'll make the wound less intense."

"Fuckin' fascinating." Ed pulls out his own square of silk. "So this fancy shit is more than nice feeling?"

"Well, to us, maybe." Stede sits down next to Ed again. "To most other upper-crust it's for beauty over function. I doubt any of them know about it being somewhat knife-resistant."

"So how d'you know?"

"Well, I've been stabbed!" Stede gestures at his midsection. "More than once! I told you this, didn't I?"

"Well, as useful as it is-" Ed tucks his silk away again. "-it'll get you fuckin' ostracized, wearing fancy shit like that around during raids. Makes you look like a fancy man, and those are people to rob, not have a drink and a friendly brawl with."

"Hmm. But I really dislike being stabbed... maybe a lining, then?" Stede can't help himself as he gently takes hold of the front of Ed's leather jacket where it's open. The leather is warm, and worn, and probably seen it's own fair share of battles. Stede traces the inside of the jacket. "Like around here, especially. Protect the heart."

He looks at Ed, and finds wide eyes boring into him. Stede smiles a little. "Maintains the decorum, or lack thereof, but doesn't sacrifice the benefits. Like the idea?"

"Fuckin' love it."

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Izzy grabs Ed while he's on the way to the kitchen. "We need to have a chat, Ed."

"Oh, Izzy, not now, I'm fuckin' starving-"

"But you're not, are you? None of us are. Because this fuckin' ship sacrifices ammunition and storage space for more food than this crew can eat for weeks."

"Yeah, well, it's a good fuckin' idea to have extra rations, isn't it?"

"They've got cakes, Ed. Fuckin' cakes and tea and marmalade are takin' up room and addin' weight. Fang and Ivan are going soft on me. Are you going to as well?"

Ed scowls, scowls at Izzy, like he's saying anything but the truth, and rips his arm out of Izzy's hand. He leans in close. "I'm the Captain here, Izzy. Remember that."

Ed stalks away to go eat more fuckin' soft snacks. Izzy scowls and makes his way up to the deck-

Fang and Ivan are chatting with the Twat himself.

"So used leather is actually better?" Stede asks, so fuckin' earnest.

"A lot better," Fang says, nodding. "Otherwise it's a bit stiff, yeah?"

"And it's got the right look to it," Ivan adds. "The new stuff looks like you bought it. Good leather is leather you steal."

"Lucius!" The boy walks over with a slight sigh, and Bonnet doesn't even fucking mention it. Izzy would have put him in his place right then and there, but Bonnet just lets it slide. Most Feared Pirate EVer, and he lets it slide.

"Write this down, please," Stede says, leaning over to look into the notebook. "Used and stolen leather are better in terms of both aesthetics and comfort!"

"Easier to move in, too." Ivan taps the book to emphasize his point, which earns him a glare from Lucius. Izzy waits for Ivan to poke the lad's eye out, or pluck his eyelashes out one-by-one.

But Bonnet's got some kind... influence.

"Sorry mate. Didn't mean to mess up your writing," Ivan says, and he means it.

"Thanks." Lucius finishes writing it all down. "Anything else, Captain?"

"Yes, actually. Do we have any spare leather lying around?"

"I uh... I don't think so, Captain."

"We know where to get some," Fang says enthusiastically, and Izzy wants to walk over and pulls his beard right off his face for that childish fuckin' tone of voice. "There's all these trade routes, yeah, and Boss has got the ships all sort of figured out. We gotta get more whenever we get new crew, after all."

"Excellent!" Stede gives Fang a proud grin and pat on the shoulder, and Fang beams. Izzy might throw up. "Jim's picking the next craft, but you can pick after they do!"

"But-but I'm not even on your crew."

"Doesn't matter. You're a guest, and you've been incredibly helpful to me in something very important! Let me show you our craft supplies so you can get an idea of what you might want to choose."

And Bonnet leads the giddy Fang away like a father showing a child to a swing.

"Pirate my arse," Izzy growls. Something is up with his Bonnet fellow. Something Izzy's going to fucking figure out, and then brag about it when he runs him through.

Because he will run him through.

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Ed peers out through the telescope. "Are you sure, man? You're kinda rushing into this. Good leather fear-making outfit, that can take ages to put together. Years, sometimes. I made mine while I was still on land."

"Better to get started now, then," Stede says brightly. "According to your men, this ship should be plentiful with leather goods, new and used!"

"I thought you didn't go looking for bloodshed."

"I don't! We'll be raising the white flag and negotiating a trade, actually. We've got a lot of valuables right now."

"And if they don't want to trade?"

"Well, we'll offer money, then."

"And if they decide they want to fuckin' shoot you and get it over with?"

Stede goes a bit pale. "Well... then there'll be blood, I suppose. But it shouldn't come to that. We'll let them leave."

"... This one isn't a story to tell to other pirates then, man. Do you do this often?"

"No. Usually we have our flag, and people surrender. But we don't right now."

"I thought that got repaired."

"It did, it did. And then it got un-repaired. Frenchie and Wee John had a bit of a spat while fixing it up, something about the type of stitching methods. It didn't end well."

"Aw, fuckin' hell. What'd you do to 'em, then?"

"Do to them?"

"Yeah. Punishment."

"Well- nothing. I don't like punishment, much. Not quite my style."

Ed stares at Stede, dumbfounded. His mouth hangs open and saltwater sprays into it as the ship splashes over waves. Stede turns out to look at the ocean, shuffling a bit nervously. Ed shakes his head in disbelief. "You don't punish? At all?"

"Well... sometimes. Take away craft privileges for a week. Close the Jam Room for a couple days, if the whole crew's been naughty. Maybe withold the marmalade from breakfast for a day or two."

"But those are all... minor shit, man. What about like... I dunno. I cut off a guy's ear and make him toss it overboard once."

Stede reels back. "Why the hell did you do that?! To one of your own men, too?!"

"He was fuckin' backtalking, that's why! 'Cause we're pirates!"

"Well... every pirate captain captains pirates differently." Something stings in Ed's chest, the way Stede says that. A nervous, almost... frightened, maybe even horrified... no. No, disappointed, maybe. Whatever it is, Ed doesn't like it.

"But they don't," Ed says. "You're the only one, man. Every other captain I've met does things the exact same way."

"... So... So that's something that would get me more liked among the larger community, then? More... punishing, of the crew?"

"In a weird way... yeah. Gets Captains to like you more, anyway."

"... Hmm." Stede picks at the lace cuffs. Ed almost reaches out to stop him, keep him from ruining the fine fabric. And he knows Stede won't reprimand him, hell, Stede just admitted that he basically lets everyone get away with everything scot-free. But the phantom feeling of finely-gloved hands against his face shoots through him, and he squeezes his hands together.

"I don't think I'll be doing that," Stede decides. "Let's lie about it, how about? Tell everyone I do it, but I don't actually. And you're sure it won't make me fore feared?"

"Be hard to get more feared than you already are, man. It's just kinda a thing, most people won't bat an eye."

Stede nods. "Alright, then. We'll lie that I'm a cruel, ruthless captain! And then people will like me!"

Ed looks at Stede. The wind blows, tussling Stede's well-styled hair and making a curl fall into face, sending the scent of lavender and vanilla at him like a delicate canon.

Ruthless.

Yes, something about Stede is ruthless. It's hacking away at something in Ed without pause and without mercy, and Ed is weak to resist it.

Not that he wants to, really.

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The trade doesn't work out.

The payment doesn't work out.

And when Stede takes a step forward to try and smooth things over...

All hell breaks loose.

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oh-so-heavenly · 2 years

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I can't wait to see what these pirates are up to, highlights of chapter seven:

just some soft ed x stede to begin with <3

"a dollop of milk and seven sugars" HE KNOWS HOW ED LIKES HIS TEA THAT'S A LOVE CONFESSION IF I'VE EVER SEEN ONE

Ed can't leave, Stede doesn't want him to leave, he has to staaay

Orange cake is so good I understand completely why he had to use so many, it was a necessity 😌🍊

NOT THE FINGERNAILS FALLING OUT

oh, For Elise, that's nice -oh wait that's a corpse, nevermind

"the teeth don't go back in" jsjsjjs

"i'm normal secretive" yeah no, sorry jim, there's no such thing

That's a badass nun

The nun accepted Jim as Jim ❤️

Stede is trying so hard to keep Blackbeard around 🥺🥺

"es tu marido? O estan viviendo en pecado?" Me encanta esta monja ajdjjskak

She's paying them with oranges, queen

"at least you got lunch" sjjsjsjs

And now Stede's exciting bout a bug, he's a sunshine <3

He's always intense, all the time

DHHAKAKFKFJAKJA THE SKANE

That was hot

THEY ARE FLIRTING OVER AN HIPOTETICAL RESTAURANT I LOVE THEM

Lucius is watching them like 👀

✨BLACKBEARD'S BAR AND GRILL✨

"who's he?" "That's me" agsdkjakskfjaja Ed's so delighted

HE'S PICKING A THING ON HIS BEARDS THEY ARE MARRIED OMG

AND THE WAY HE LOOKS AT STEDE FUCK ME

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"oh my god, this is happening" IT'S REALLY HAPPENING LUCIUS, GET OVER IT

The nun is using they/them pronouns for Jim

"Revenge for the bloodline, revenge for the meek, God's divine revenge" It reminds me Mushu when he talks about dishonour :)

I mean, los siete gallos sounds kinda cool but if you translate it it's just the seven cocks so-

What kind of name is Alfeo De La Vaca, it's like you called someone McUgly Of The Cow™ or something like that

"i'm gonna try and undo some of the damage from that interaction" @ my therapist when I tell them about my childhood

LUCIUS IS PROTECTING STEDE BECAUSE HE KNOWS HIS CAPTAIN IS SIMPING FOR BLACKBEARD YOU'VE GOTTA LOV ETHIS

"and that bizarre little man over there likes you very much" SAY IT LOUDER "and you like him" I CAN'T-

Taika looks so good in leather and purple

"that was very sweet" it was the sweetest

"i could be family" IT'S A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL Y'ALL, THEY ARE GONNA KISS

OH FUCK YOU STEDE the fact you aren't getting any doesn't mean you have to stop others from getting some di

IT'S A PETRIFIED ORANGE 🍊✨

"oh, thank god, I didn't wanna give it to you" that's me when i offer someone the last slice of pizza

WAIT JIM ISN'T COMing???

"la vida es dolor" shut up I don't need this, i need happy gay pirates thankyew

"co-captain" that's gay™

ALL I'M HEARING IS MARRIAGE, THEY ARE BOTH SO DUMB AND IN LOVE

Ugh, not Izzy and the Irrelevant Twin here

"are you spanish?" "no?" "so why do they call you Spanish Jackie" i've been asking the same thing all day long

"is that a fuckin' cat?" Jskakdjfakakdnc please

More highlights: episode one / episode two / episode three / episode four / episode five / episode six / episode seven / episode eight / episode nine / episode ten

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run-me-through-but-not-like-that · 2 years

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Four's a Charm Chapter 15

The final chapter is finally here folks! Just a fluffy epilogue for these four idiots.

Read here or on Ao3:

Chapter 15. Comfort in a Married State