#fandom: ofmd

[ineffably-human]

david jenkins: heard you guys needed a fake holiday to use for all the cons and watch parties and meetups and such

david jenkins: there's drag and everyone's very horny about it and we can even have a sexy insane guy doing torture for the freaks

david jenkins: and then there's a song and a worker's revolution and your faves all had great sex did i leave anything out?

[can-you-stomach-it]

Oh God I need to sleep but this idea won't leave my head. We all know Izzy Hands has amazing chemistry with all the crew in The Revenge. So.

Picture this. A "who-did-it?" fic. Buttons (let's pretend he's taking a break from being a bird) notices a hickey in Izzy's neck, and loudly announces it to everyone. When questioned about the identity of his lover, Izzy just smirks.

The story follows what each member of the crew was up to the day before. We find out all of them spent time with Izzy, any of them could have been the one to get lucky. We get to know how each character sees him, and what type of relationship they have with him (and well, most of The Revenge has at least a small crush on this man).

[lynfraser09]

Partners, then.

Characters/pairings: Stede Bonnet / Ed Teach

Fandom: Our Flag Means Death

Rating: T

Word count: 2151

Summary: An Alternate Scene of the dock scene in 1x09.

His feet were moving, carrying him toward the sound instantly. He relied on his instincts, the feeling deep within that told him that Stede was in danger and needed to get to him. 

Notes: I'm sure this has been done plenty of times but I just watched the show for the first time and got all the feels and wanted to write a little fix it for them. Likes and Comments always appreciated! Hope you enjoy!

Read on A03

Ed broke through the brush, his heart racing, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He always enjoyed the thrill of a good escape, and the thought of having Stede waiting for him, being with him, only heightened the thrill. 

As he bounded toward the dinghy waiting for him, it took him a few seconds to realize that he was alone. 

"Stede?” his head whipped around, searching from where he just came, wondering if Stede was taking cover in the dark leaves. 

His eyes trailed the sand beside the dock and his heart sank as he realized how quiet it was.

"Stede?” he called out again, hoping the man was nearby but the only sound that reached his ears was the lapping of waves against the dock. 

He felt an uncomfortable twisting in the pit of his stomach, a thickness in his throat, his eyes still darting frantically in the darkness, hoping for the best but fearing the worst. 

Soon enough he came to the horrid realization.

Stede wasn't there. 

He had given Stede the head start and anticipated meeting him there, hopping into the boat and rowing away, hopefully getting miles out to sea before the British knew they were gone. 

But as the seconds ticked by, there was still no sign of Stede.

It had been hours but he could still feel the tingle of warmth on his lips from when he had kissed Stede. From when Stede had kissed him back, looked at him with awestruck admiration, told him he made him just as happy as he made Ed, and then agreed to run away together. 

His head whipped around, his heart leaping into his throat as the unmistakable sound of gunfire split the quiet night sky, followed then by a more faint scream.

Stede.

He had been around the man long enough to know his noises - to recognize his voice whether he was talking, humming, groaning or screaming. 

His feet were moving, carrying him toward the sound instantly. He relied on his instincts, the feeling deep within that told him that Stede was in danger and needed to get to him. 

From the moment he first laid eyes on Stede Bonnet, pale faced and bleeding at his feet, he knew he would do anything to protect him.

Wild branches scratched his skin as he pushed through the brush but was consumed by nothing but the pounding of his heart. 

He felt he was running for far too long before he finally came to a small break in the brush and came to a sudden halt at the sight before him.

There was a man face down on the ground and for a brief, heart stopping moment he thought it was Stede until he saw the back of the man's head was most certainly not the blonde mop of hair he came to adore so much.

His eyes trailed from the motionless body on the ground to where he finally found Stede, backed up against a tree, his hand covering his anguished face. 

Ed pushed aside his brief relief at the sight of him alive, and his brow furrowed as he glanced down at the body.

"Stede?"

The gun had been discarded next to the body and Ed slowly walked around it, moving towards Stede. 

Ed's eyes widened slightly as the man's identity became clear to him. 

He couldn't help but feel a little relieved that the man was dead and wouldn't be able to come after them, but glancing back at Stede the unsettling feeling came back to him. 

The look in Stedes eyes was heart wrenching. He had seen Stede frightened before, the Gentleman Pirate was often startled by violence and bloodshed, but he had never seen anything like that look. 

“What happened?' Ed asked finally as Stede’s continued silence. It seemed far too unlike Stede to kill a man, even if he was in danger. 

"He tripped." Stede said, his voice strained and distant and Ed stifled a small laugh. 

Yes, that was much more likely to happen with Stede.

"He was going to kill me." Stede continued and the trace of a smile fell immediately from Ed's face. Stede's face pulled into a heart breaking grimace, his eyes crinkling in evident pain, his lips quivering.

"Perhaps he was right to do so." His voice was so low, breaking barely above a whisper.

Ed's heart plummeted and he surged forward, reaching out and grabbing a hold of Stede’s arm. Stede briefly startled, his eyes widening, his body tensing.

"What are you saying, man?"

Stede avoided his gaze, slowly shaking his head. "I have ruined everything." 

Even in the darkness, he could see the tears start to fill Stede’s eyes and Ed's grip tightened on his bicep.

Stede took a shaky breath and bowed his head, closing his eyes tightly. "I'm sorry, Ed."

"For what, mate? You got nothing to be sorry for."

Stede scoffed and his eyes lifted to meet him. "I ruined you."

Ed furrowed his brow. "What are you talking about? You didn't…"

"The most fearsome pirate to ever live." Stede cut him off and it hurt to hear the bitter, remorseful tone in his voice. "And look where you are now."

Ed frowned and opened his mouth to reply but Stede kept talking, growing more and more frantic with each word. 

"You're here, a prisoner of the crown, without a ship, without a crew, without your beard. You're Blackbeard! A-and you've given it all up for me and I don't deserve it, you don't deserve that…"

Ed silenced him by grabbing his face on his hands and forcing Stede to look at him. Their eyes met and Stede’s breath caught, his eyes wide, his lips parted and damn if Ed didn't want to kiss that look off his face. 

"You haven't ruined me." He said definitively. 

Stede made a small noise of protest in the back of his throat.

"No, Stede, listen.” Ed continued.” You haven't ruined anything… not for me. You made my life better than it has been in years. Did you not hear a word I said earlier? Because I meant every fucking word. I don't want to be Blackbeard anymore. I am not Blackbeard anymore. I don't care about any of that. I did what I did because I wanted to, and I'd do it again and again, for you because you are what I want."

His hands slid down Stede’s neck, then bunched the collar in his hands and Stede swallowed hard. 

"You make me happy and I want nothing more than to leave this fucking place and find something new…with you. I thought that's what you wanted too."

A flurry of emotions crossed Stede's eyes. Guilt, despair, adoration, fleeting hope, and then anguish.

"I do…god, I do want it, Ed but I can't…" His jaw tightened and he averted his gaze, shifting uncomfortably in Ed's hold. 

Ed frowned and loosened his grip on his shirt but he said nothing as he waited for Stede to finish his thought. 

Stede closed his eyes for a few long seconds, inhaled deeply and released it sharply.

"I must return home."

Ed’s eyes narrowed slightly. "To the Revenge?"

Stede’s jaw tightened, his head twitching. 

"To Mary."

"Oh.” Ed whispered. “Oh I see."

"No-no…no…" Stede’s hands came up, stopping Ed with his hands on his as he started to pull away.  "I don't think you do." His eyes were guilt- ridden but desperate and pleading. 

"Badminton spoke of you, of what I had done to you, but also what I had done to Mary and the truth is…” He let out a heavy but resolved breath, “he was right."

"Stede…"

"If not about you, then definitely about Mary. I was a coward in the way I left her and the children. They deserve better than that. Mary believes me to be dead, or perhaps worse, she is the one who reported me to be dead. Either way, I need to go to her…to clear the air."

"To clear the air." Ed repeated slowly, studying Stede’s face.

Stede nodded once. "To make things right. So I…" he let out a shaky sigh and looked down. "I can't go with you.." 

Stede’s shoulders shrunk and he began to pull away, his hands slowly sliding off of Ed’s.

Ed grabbed his hands, stilling him. "Then I will go with you." He answered easily. 

Stede's eyes snapped up, wide with surprise. "What?"

Ed's eyes stayed focused intently on his and he stepped in closer, closing what little distance was between them, so their chests were nearly touching and they could feel each other's warmth.

"I'll come with you. If you want me to…" he added on with a small shrug. "You go and fix what you need to with Mary but then…" he raised an eyebrow with a small, cautious smile, his heart reaching out, pleading with the man. "We figure out what comes next, after. And I'll be with you the whole way through."

"You'd do that?” Stede’s voice squeaked and Ed felt his heart melting if it could. “For me?"

His lips twitched up even more and his hands slid up his neck again, now cradling the back of his head. "I'd follow you anywhere, Stede Bonnet."

Stede’s breath hitched and his eyes flickered down where his hands now rested on Ed's chest and he could feel Ed's strong and fast heart beat.

"It may be a bit of a disaster…" Stede tried to protest, albeit weakly, his resolve weakening as he melted into him. 

"Mate, my whole fucking life is a disaster, wouldn't be anything new."

Stede scoffed a small laugh and met his eyes again. Ed brushed a thumb against his jaw line and Stede released a breath. 

"Only thing is now I've got you.” Ed said, his voice softening. “Think we've got each other now. Co-captains, yeah?"

"Captains without a ship?" Stede asked, his voice low but also faintly hopeful. 

Ed pressed his lips together, thinking for a second and then coming back with, "Partners then."

His heart pounded, his stomach flipping as he said the words and waited with baited breath for Stede’s response. He'd never had a partner, never had someone he wanted to share every day with. 

All until Stede fucking bonnet. 

Stedes eyes searched his, looking for any sign of deceit, or uncertainty but Ed had never been so certain of something in his entire life. 

Stede was uncertain, that much was clear, but just as Stede had once reassured him that he was not a terrible person, and he was worthy of friendship, and more, Ed would spend the rest of his days proving that to Stede if that's what it took. 

The light that he adored so much, that had been missing in this conversation, slowly started to return to Stedes eyes.

"Ed…you don't have to.." Stede was giving him one last out but he wasn't going to take it. He closed his eyes and leaned forward pressing his forehead to Stede’s and Stede’s body lifted in the force of his gasp, pushing further into him.

Ed's hands curled into his hair and held him tightly and gently all at once. "I want to." His nose bumped against Stedes and a shiver rolled down his spine as he felt Stede’s warm breath against his lips. 

"Don't push me away." Ed whispered, a quiet plea, and his lips brushed lightly against Stede’s. 

A small whine escaped Stedes throat, his lips quivering, a feather light brush against his own.

He could practically feel Stede’s smile, felt him relax a little against him and Stede’s hands slid up his chest, his fingers grazing the bare skin of his neck. 

"Partners then." Stede echoed, his voice quiet but assured.

Ed pulled back slightly to look down at Stede and a flood of warmth pooled in his belly at the look in his eyes. Warm, familiar, still unsure yes, but so full of love.

He surged forward, unable to resist any longer, and his mouth fully met Stede’s. This kiss was more intense than the first, but still gentle. Stede was not so hesitant as before, not so surprised, and his hands gripped onto Ed’s shoulders pulling them even closer.

"We gotta get out of here." Ed said quickly, a little out of breath, his heart racing as he reluctantly began to pull away. 

Stede's face slackened as he came to reality and he looked around. "Right.” He breathed. “Be a shame to get caught after all that."

Ed smirked and raised one brow as his hands dropped from his head but immediately went for Stede’s. 

Stede looked at him, his fingers entwined with his and he took a resolved breath and nodded once. 

Then without another glance behind them, or the body still in the ground, they surged forward, together, hand in hand.

Partners then. 

[endless-oc-creations]

For Ace Cooper and his pirate boyfriends!!:

Nicknames for each other

Who steals the covers at night

What they would do if the other one(s) get hurt

A random headcanon!!

Hope you’re doing well, love!! <3 <3

The ship ask in question

I love you so much! You are the only one who always asks about my boy Ace and I love you for it even though I tend to neglect him a lot 😭

Nicknames for each other: Darling(Stede to Ed) Love(Stede to Ace) Mi Amor(Ace to Ed) Cariño(Ace to Stede) Babe(Ed to Ace) Hun(Ed to Stede)

Who steals the covers at night: I like to think that this is a very Stede thing to do that he doesn't even realize that he does it LOL!

What they would do if the other one(s) gets hurt: Stede would get very distressed, wanting to help comfort and hover around their injured lover. While Ed would also be in distress BUT his emotions would be all over the place. Like a ticking time bomb. He would not let ANYONE near his injured lover and most likely other lover as well even if they hadn't been injured. If someone had personally and purposely harmed his lover in front of him...may the gods give mercy on their souls. Meanwhile Ace is a bit of both Stede and Ed. He hovers, comforts, and tends to his lover or lovers while being very protective of them.

A random headcanon: Ace doesn't sleep well or not much at all since he is an insomniac. The only time he catches or finds himself falling asleep if his around or on Ed or Stede. For Example, Ace could find himself just leaning against Ed or Stede's arm or side and end up falling asleep right against them.

[endless-oc-creations]

The irony is that all of these are on my lists of comfort shows...🙃 

solidarity

[1000fingers]

Bitches will find a fictional man attractive and then immediately imagine him in situations where he is losing alarming amounts of blood

[thenightisland]

people trying to insist a fandom is tiny when it /only/ has a few thousand works on ao3 meanwhile my current fandom is a sixteen book series and has several hundred fewer works than goncharov, a movie that, and i cannot stress this enough, doesn’t even exist

[hansoeii]

when 2022 me thought it would be fun to draw stede with a beard and a silly little curled up mustache and start calling him steard for the fun of it

AND NOW IT'S REAL

THEY DID IT

MY CREATION.

IT IS REAL. HOLY FUCK

[gay-fae]

a fun fact that people may not know about me is that i’m regular about media. i’m so normal about things i enjoy. i never ever get weird or obsessive about them and I consume and enjoy them completely normally. also im a fucking liar

[orionsangel86]

There is something about proudly proclaiming a show "tumblrista catnip" that makes me emotional.

Something about how for years tumblrinas were ridiculed by show creators.

Something about Supernatural having a meta episode set at a convention with all the weirdo fans that made the main characters uncomfortable. Something something about Becky and the message that fangirls are gross and obsessive.

Something about Sherlock and the way fans were portrayed as crazy obsessive nutjobs for trying to figure out how he faked his death.

Something about creators mocking fandoms, dismissing them as freaks. Something about queer people not being welcome to engage in their creations because "why do you have to make everything gay?"

Something about the malicious culture of queerbaiting throughout the 2000s/2010s, followed by Bury Your Gays tropes across the media landscape because hell, you should be grateful we even gave you queer characters to begin with - and everyone dies in our show! You ain't special!

Something about Destiel questions being banned from conventions...

And then...

Something instead about Good Omens, and letting the story adapt naturally, embracing the fanbase and leaning into the fanservice.

Something about Our Flag Means Death, and the genuine outpouring of love and affection between cast, crew, and fandom that culminated in an explosion of fanworks that were never once mocked or deemed gross or wrong.

Something about Sandman, and staunchly digging in their heels on the queerness of it all, refusing to give in to the homophobes and instead avidly mocking THEM on social media rather than us.

Something about the writers hearing about fandoms favourite ships and excitedly stating that YES! We DID lean into that because it happened naturally and made sense.

Something about a firefighter coming out as bisexual after 7 seasons...

So yeah, something about a new high quality show made FOR US. By creators that love US. Respect US, and WANT our love.

Something about US FINALLY being a target audience for the best shows being made on TV now.

Tumblrista catnip. Creators saying "we made this for you. You are important. Your voices have been heard."

It just... all got a bit overwhelming for a moment there.

[fuckyeahizzyhands]

[ineffably-human]

It's completely okay they had sex. There is nothing wrong with it and it isn't what temporarily broke them up.

They are both grown-ass men who've had sex with other people before (for various reasons and with various results). The seriousness of their relationship doesn't rise or fall on whether they've had sex because despite social mores, those two things aren't intrinsically linked. Sex is part of how people process complicated feelings all the time (see: funerals, near-death situations), and if both parties are clearly consenting then that isn't necessarily a bad thing or something that ruins a relationship.

Ed wakes up and gets rid of a tangible part of a persona he's wanted to shed for a long time. He makes his lover breakfast in bed. He's not rattled by Izzy coming in to tease them, if anything he's calmer than Stede is (which makes sense as the partner who has actually been with a man/had sex he enjoyed before).

They have a very happy date where Stede's new celebrity status doesn't bother him at all. Ed getting rid of the Blackbeard leathers 'felt good.' More gentle ribbing about sex with Stede gets a smile from Ed.

(They could have chosen to talk about Ned Lowe that morning, by the way, or at some other time that day, or literally whenever they both felt ready to do it. I don't think they did and I think they really should, but they by no means had to process every bit of it five whole seconds after it happened.)

There is no awkwardness, distance, or upset between Ed and Stede until it becomes clear just how much Stede is blowing up as a newly successful pirate, and just how much Ed is thinking about retiring. His conversation with Jackie highlights just how much those are incongruous things. That's when he freaks out and leaves. That's when he starts picking a fight - about how they're moving too fast, about how Stede isn't instantly supportive of his plan to drop everything and run off to a new career, about how fishermen and pirates are fundamentally different or whatever shit he says in the moment.

Because Stede is 100% correct about what Ed is doing - he's blowing it up. Ed is looking for the barest hint of conflict anywhere he can to turn into a bigger fight, and then using that as an excuse to leave before Stede can do it first. And Stede may think that's a fear of commitment or intimacy or something, since he doesn't have the full context, but it absolutely is a cowardly move.

I've seen posts saying Ed is clearly communicating his needs and I feel like I'm living on another planet. Did he ever say 'I'm scared we want fundamentally different lives and that means we can't be together'? Or 'I'm worried the life you want to embrace is the life I need to drop, because it's toxic for me'? Because until he says that, he hasn't told Stede anything.

And nothing about those very real fears has anything to do with sex.

[can-you-stomach-it]

Bitter transmascs who are gay LOVE Izzy Hands and Jean Vicquemare. Something something about loving and never being the first choice. Something something about not being someone worth getting better for.

[schoernchen]

Tiny reunion story of Ed and Stede. I hope there will be some kissing involved 💗

[endless-oc-creations]

🎶 Guess who’s getting used for the free space on my OC Bingo Card? 🎶

These questions are all about your lovely poly pirate Ace, because I love him dearly and I want to know everything possible about him ♡♡♡.

What song would you consider to be his “theme song”?

Is Ace his real name? If not, how did he come up with it as a moniker?

What is Ed’s favorite thing about him, and what is Stede’s?

If he lived in modern times, what kind of music would he like to listen to?

What would be the title of his autobiography?

Can’t wait to see your answers, and I hope you’re doing well!! 🧚🏻‍♂️✨

*sobs* You're a doll!! I really gotta get his intro post going at some point cause he's one of my precious boys! 😭 

What song would you consider to be his “theme song”?

Answer: Constellations by The Oh Hellos

2. Is Ace his real name? If not, how did he come up with it as a moniker?

Answer: Okay this gonna be way more detailed than needed, but I don't talk about Ace much...at all really. And I never really explained his backstory~ You also love him a lot so here it is!

---

Ace Cooper is not his real name. It's his most recent one. His last name used to be known as the pirate Captain Bartholomew Roberts aka the “Black Bart.”

Side note: I really hope Taika Waititi doesn't create a character based on Bartholomew Roberts's character for season 2 cause then I would have to obviously change things around for Ace. 💀

I wanted to use Ace as an inspiration from the real-life pirate Bartholomew because of how his crew thought of him and his story.

"Roberts was wildly admired by his crew for his adventurist courage, navigation skills, and bravado.  He captured over 400 ships during his reign, and died in a vigorous battle against a British vessel."

Ace's original name was Jonathan Roberts. Since he was a boy 'Johnathan' or John for short had been prepared to serve England by joining the Navy. When he finally set sail, the ship he was on was captured by a pirate by the name of Howell Davis.

Young John was forced to join his crew and not wanting to die, he complied. But quickly learned that a pirate's life really was the life for him. He never felt happier.

So it was official, Jonathan Roberts was dead and Bartholomew Roberts was born.

'Roberts' knew his place on the crew, getting along with the other members, and quickly became the Captain's favorite.

'Roberts' was a favored apprentice of Captain Davis, the two even going as far as to almost have a romantic relationship with each other

He enjoyed Davis's quick wit and tricks on their journey because after all Davis was known to be The pirate of disguise and trickery.

But that happiness was short-lived because Davis was eventually been tricked himself and there was an ambush. During this ambush, Davis had been shot five times by Portuguese soldiers and died.

Roberts ended up escaping with the remaining crew members from the ambush. The crew quickly elected Roberts to serve as their new captain.

In his rage and grief at the death of Davis, Roberts's first order of business so to speak was avenging Davis's death. He and his crew did just that.

The town they tricked and caused their beloved Captain's death was burned and totally demolished.

After that 'Roberts' and his crew plundered many ships, including warships, until being stopped a few years later.

As the crew was anchored, celebrating their recent plunder, the British Navy attacked them, and in the battle 'Roberts' was shot, falling into the sea to his supposed death. And without their Captain, his crew quickly surrendered and were eventually taken to trial where they were all executed for their crimes of piracy.

When Roberts realized everyone he once knew was dead, he felt like a failure and not worthy of the title of Captain so he never took on the reins of one again. Changing his name once more to what we all know as, Ace Cooper.

Ace wasn't even sure he would be a part of a crew again but then he met Stede Bonnet looking to hire a crew.

Stede reminded Ace a lot of his old Captain Davis and he couldn't help but find himself joining his crew.

---

3. What is Ed’s favorite thing about him, and what is Stede’s?

Answer: I feel like Ed's favorite thing about Ace would be how protective and gentle he is to those he cares about and Stede's would be Ace's kindness toward others and his skills and abilities as a first mate.

4. If he lived in modern times, what kind of music would he like to listen to?

Answer: Rock!

5. What would be the title of his autobiography?

Answer: Who is the real me? A Self-Discovery Exploration.

[hell0mega]

it's incredible that tumblr fandom went from DESPERATELY trying to see ANY sort of queer love in the shows we liked, to having shows—high budget, well-made, interesting, mainstream shows staring known actors—that are ABOUT queer love. explicitly, without argument. and just ten years later.

i saw (and reblogged) a post about how GO, ofmd, and wwdits are the new superwholock and i havent stopped thinking about it. cuz i was there, i was in the trenches back in the day. i was there when the writers and actors made fun of us for seeing on screen chemistry and perfect stories to set up romances. they all humored us then shat on us and saw us as a joke. a bunch of weirdo faggy teens that don't think two men can just be friends.

and now look at us. we're seeing the on screen chemistry and it's REAL. it's ON PURPOSE. these ARE romantic stories about queer people. we're not projecting or have wishful thinking... it's TRUE!! it was written and directed and edited and acted that way in earnest. i will take NO SHIT regarding these shows and people's love for them.

and do you know WHY these shows are being made now? these well thought out, feels-real, non-pandering queer stories? it's BECAUSE OF WHAT WE DID ten+ years ago. a lot of queer media never got the green light to be made because execs don't think there's enough of an audience. that more people will dislike the gays than like them. and we've shown them that that's unequivocally untrue. the outcry we had for all those years, the reviews we left, the statements we made, the backlash, it gave show runners ammunition to say "hey. people will watch this. they will like it. let us make it."