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[serious-goose]

Ed said "What would you have me do, Captain, to restore my reputation?"

Everyone on Ao3:

[meimeiherokitten]

Well, duckies, thank @deskgirl for this!

I've never written soulmate au before, so let's see how this goes!

Izzy never believed in soulmates. Or soulmarks. Or any of that crap. So why does he have a new mark on his arm...?

[jessystardust]

Pls rec me some well-written Ed/Stede fics. I'm feeling a bit low and need a distraction 🥺 Open to most things, including AUs. Ideally well written and I'm all for long, multi-chapter fics to get lost in 😍

Reply/ask/message, I don't mind. Thanks in advance ❤️

[innkeepercore]

ofmd fic recommendation :)

main pairing: ed/stede

secondary pairing: frenchie/izzy

Stede gets lung cancer.

A few months shy of his forty-eighth birthday, he’s told he may not live to even make it to his fiftieth.

What happens next is a natural response to this.

(this is a breaking bad au)

hey! did you know there’s an ofmd breaking bad au with 4 chapters already written? chapter 2 updates on Monday!

[medievill]

happy WIP Wednesday, everybody. enjoy this snippet of the coming Ed Teach whump that will be chapter 2 of “tell me something I don’t know.”

here’s chapter 1, if you’re so inclined

[girlwiththetechnicolorheart]

me? posting a modern AU OFMD fic? it’s more likely than you think.

[arun-armand-amadeo]

I posted a headcanon here that Ed would call Stede treasure so I went and wrote a short fic about it. 

Treasure - 2,407 words - AO3 Link or read below:

The first time that it happened, Stede didn’t even notice.

It had been a turbulent night as, despite the crews best efforts, they had been unable to out-sail the storm chasing them. As night creeped in, so did the rain, followed by vicious thunder and crashing waves against the ships hull. It had knocked them from side to side as towering waves pummelled down on them from above.

Ed had stayed out on the deck with a small team of their most experienced sailors whilst Stede had bunkered down below with the rest of the crew. They were all clearly terrified and worried about their friends battling the storm outside, but Stede had to put on a brave face for them despite his own rising anxieties. Every time the ship groaned loudly in protest as she was knocked about, a stab of fear struck Stede through the heart. All he could do was keep his faith in Edward and know that his co-captain and friend would do whatever it would take to keep everyone safe and sound.

Come morning, the clouds finally parted and the sun shone down on them once more. The waves were calm, gently lapping their apologies against the ship, as the crew reunited on the deck. There was substantial damage and a lot of repairs to do, but everyone was alive and miraculously uninjured.  

Stede crossed the deck with two cups of tea in his hands, one loaded with seven sugars, just as he knew his co-captain preferred. Ed was clearly haggard, body hunched over the railing as he stared with a blank expression into the horizon. There were dark bags under his eyes and a tension held in his muscles. Stede hoped a strong cuppa would help relax his friend.

“Here.” He said softly, sliding the saucer along the railing. “You look like you need it.”

Ed blinked out of wherever his mind had wandered to look down at the offering. He smiled softly. Of course the delicate china had managed to survive the worse storm The Revenge had ever faced. He picked up his tea and took a sip, eyes slipping shut in bliss.

“Perfect as always, thanks mate.” He took another sip and glanced at Stede out of the corner of his eye, looking at the man in his long golden gown. “What would I do without you, eh treasure?”

Stede had just smiled back at him. “Oh, it’s nothing. You’re the one who got us through that rather nasty storm! A cup of tea is the very least I could do.”

The second time that it happened took Stede by surprise.

Everyone was gathered in the mess hall to loudly celebrate another successful raid. Drinks were being passed around, people were singing, and everyone was feeling the merriment. Roach had even prepared an assortment of sweets and cakes with the ingredients they had also pillaged from the merchant ship they had robbed.

Stede was standing behind Wee John and Frenchie at the time, leaning slightly over their shoulders as he watched the pair engage in what they called ‘thumb wrestling’. It was a rather unusual game but enjoyable to watch. Stede much preferred this sport to the actual wrestling the crew liked to compete in from time to time. This was far less violent and nowhere near as likely to cause any serious injuries.

He was so engrossed in the display before him that he jumped at the sudden sensation of a warm hand pressed to his lower back. However, at the smell of leather and smoke that immediately followed, he relaxed. It was only Ed. The man in question lent in close, front pressed to Stede’s back, as his lips hovered next to Stede’s ear.

“Sorry treasure, just trying to squeeze by.” Came his warm voice.

As quickly as he came, he was gone again, heading across the room to refill his drink. Stede shuddered, partially from the proximity but mostly from the way Ed’s voice had dripped like honey down his spine. There was the word again. Treasure. Surely it was a mistake?  

A triumphant cheer as Wee John won the thumb wrestling pulled Stede out of his spiralling thoughts and he promptly forgot all about what was absolutely not a petname.

Stede had been drunk the third time it happened.

Well, Stede wasn’t the only one who was drunk. Everybody was very drunk, including Ed. They had decided to make another attempt at a vacation. Compared to the first time this one was far more successful. The crew were all in the ocean, swimming around and splashing at each other and just generally having a good time. The sandy beach was decorated with a half-eaten picnic and empty bottles of rum.

The only two people not in the water was Ed and Stede. The two were sat under a palm tree together, shoulders pressed snugly as they shared a bottle of wine. They had started on the rum with everybody else, but then Ed had produced a bottle of red and the two had quickly snuck away to partake in their little secret.

“I know you have a more sophisticated palate.” Ed had whispered conspiratorially as he pulled the bottle out from inside his jacket.

Right now the wine was almost gone and Stede was pleasantly buzzed. He was warm and satiated with Ed chatting nonsense next to him. There was nowhere else he’d rather be than right here in this moment.

“So what do you say, should we join the others for a dip?” Ed asked with a lazy stretch.  

Stede frowned. “But I don’t have my bathing suit. I left it onboard.”

“No-one else is in their bathing suits.” Ed chuckled, nudging his shoulder against Stede’s. “Come on treasure, it’ll be fun.”

As it turns out, Ed was right. It was a lot of fun.

The fourth time it happened wasn’t even directed at Stede.

He was up in the crows nest simply enjoying the view. It was a beautifully clear day and the water sparkled around them. There was a light breeze keeping the humidity at bay and Stede was having a small moment of peace to himself. Below him, he was a aware of chatter amongst the crew, but wasn’t really paying any attention to it.

Instead he was thinking about where they should head to next. Everyone had chucked out various ideas of where they wanted to go and which ports they wanted to visit. The crew had each passionately argued as to why their suggestion was the best, leaving Stede feeling more than a little overwhelmed and flustered. A bit of quiet was all he needed to sort out his muddled thoughts.

Heavy boots crossing the deck caught his ears. There was no doubt that was Ed. He must have finished with the inventory he had disappeared below deck to work through with Lucius. Glancing down, he watched the two join the small group, Lucius immediately sitting down next to Pete.

“So have we decided on where we’re going yet?” Ed asked the crew, hands resting casually on his hips.

“Captain hasn’t decided yet.” Came Jim’s reply, always quick and to the point.

Ed hummed thoughtfully and looked around. What he said next caused a blush to explode over Stede’s cheeks.  

“And where is my treasure?” He spoke affectionally.

There was no way he was talking about Stede, right? Maybe he had misplaced some coins or a jewel or…

“Captain’s up in the crows nest.” Olu answered, helpfully pointing upwards.

Stede scrambled away from the edge and planted his back firmly against the mast as he tried to control his rapid breathing. Ed really had meant him…and apparently the rest of the crew were aware of this little term of endearment as well! What did it all mean?

Ed’s head suddenly popped into view. “Ah, there you are! Hey, are you alright? You’re looking a little flushed there mate.”

“I’m fine!” Stede squawked.

The fifth time that it happened, Stede had just been shot.

A Spanish Navy ship had spotted them and set chase. The Revenge was fast, but the Spanish had the wind on their side and caught up to them in no time. Backs against the wall, the crew had no choice but to fight back. They were boarded by the officers and their men and a great battle began.

The sound of metal clanging against metal was almost deafening as the horribly copper scent of blood filled the air. Ed had been teaching Stede how to sword fight and those lessons were coming in very handy right now. However, it didn’t matter how skilled Stede was, as a sword was no use against a gun.

A loud bang echoed through the air and everything seemed to fall silent and move in slow motion. Stede looked around in confusion for the source of the noise, only seeing the head officer with a raised gun. Had he fired it? Stede wasn’t sure. Around him were faces of panic from his crew but he couldn’t see the reason as to why.

His vision was suddenly taken up completely by Ed. He was teary eyed and speaking fast, but Stede couldn’t hear a sound against the roaring in his ears and a stabbing pain in his shoulder. He looked down, wondering what the cause of his discomfort was.

Oh. Oh dear.

His shoulder was soaked red with blood. His blood. Time suddenly came back to life and everything was so fast all of a sudden. People moved around him in a blur, the crew fighting and pushing the Spanish back in their anger. There was a clang as Stede’s sword slipped from his grasp as he tried to reach out instead.

“Ed.” He gasped, the pain pulsing in time with his racing heart.

“I’ve got you mate, I’ve got you.” Ed replied, moving Stede to lean against his side, strong arms around his waist.

They pair walked through the chaos, dodging fists and daggers as Ed manoeuvred them below deck. Stede felt his vision start to swim and it took everything in him to keep ahold of his co-captain.

“That’s it, down you go.” Ed soothed.

Stede found himself laid down as he stared up at the ceiling of his shared quarters. A darkness was steadily creeping in around the edges, threatening to consume him.  

“Stay with me, alright mate? Can you do that for me?” Ed was panicking now.

He kept twisting to bark orders over his shoulders, shouting for Roach to hurry up. The loud sounds hurt Stede’s ears and he winced in agony. A hand blindly reached out to take a weak hold of Ed’s own sweaty palm.

“I’m sorry darling.” Stede rasped. “I’m just so very tired.”

“Stede? Stede, no, no! I need you to stay awake. Come on treasure, don’t do this to me. Don’t you dare do this!” Ed yelled.

Stede closed his eyes and smiled softly. How lovely to be considered a treasure.

The first time they spoke about it, Stede was lucky to be alive.  

He had woken up in his bed and was reminded of a similar situation from not that long ago. However this time Ed was not sitting next to him, but rather he was curled up with Stede in the small bed. He was propped up slightly against the pillows with Ed’s head resting against his chest, right over his heart. A hand was laid protectively over his waist and he noticed the dagger in Ed’s tight grip.

“Edward?” His voice was dry and hoarse.

The man stirred and immediately bolted upright, eyes wide and bloodshot as he frantically took in Stede’s appearance.

“Holy shit.” He whispered. “You’re awake?”

Stede grimaced as he shifted, reminded of the pain in his shoulder and tight bandages wrapped securely around the wound.

“Yes, it would appear so.” He grunted with much effort.

Ed moved to help Stede get comfortable, adjusting the pillows and blankets as needed. Once satisfied he just sort of…stopped. He was frozen still as he looked at Stede, expression soft yet heartbroken all at the same time.  

“Is there something wrong?” Stede asked, worrying about all of the possibilities that Ed could say.

Ed let out a shuddering breath. “I thought I’d lost you for a moment there. I…I think I did. Roach won’t say, but I swear you stopped breathing for a moment.”

That was a lot to take in. Stede quickly processed it all before answering. “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. But hey, look at me, I’m right here. I’m fine. I’m alive.”

Ed nodded, tears springing to the corner of his eyes. A shaky hand reached out to cup Stede’s cheek softly.

“My greatest treasure…and I…I almost lost you.” Ed whispered reverently.

Stede lent into the touch. “Treasure.” He tested out the word for himself. “Why do you keep calling me that?”

Edward chucked and shook his head slightly. “I don’t know. Maybe because it’s true?” He licked his lips, glancing down at Stede’s own. “You’re prettier than any piece of jewellery. Worth more than any gold coin. Rarer than any diamond. You’re easily the most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen and the most important thing in the world to me. I think that makes you something worth treasuring, wouldn’t you agree?”

Stede didn’t realise that he’d started crying until he heard the way his voice shook. “Edward I…I don’t know what to say.”

Ed smiled back at him. “You don’t have to say anything, but I’d quite like to kiss you, if that’s alright?”

Stede nodded eagerly and Ed closed the gap. The kiss was perfect, a warm affection blossoming in Stede’s chest and spreading to the very tips of his fingers and toes. The gentle slide of their lips was his own personal taste of heaven. As they parted, Stede smiled lovingly up at Ed.

“I think I understand now. I’d trade in all of my wealth if it meant one more kiss from you.” Stede confessed.

A grin broke across Ed’s face. “Lucky for you, I don’t charge.”

Playful laughter filled the room as Ed dived back in to capture Stede’s lips with his own again. It was from that moment on they knew that they’d always be the richest pirates on the seven seas, as no-one else had something as priceless as what they shared.

[wolf-in-a-trenchcoat]

This is an old scrapped idea of mine I had to connect A Dance With The Devil and Unobtainable on AO3. It had been fermenting in my mind for a week and a half before I actually wrote it out. I originally intended for ADWTD to be an oc x canon fic with Izzy and my oc Killian (Illya, as referred to in the oneshot) as a kind of short almost "one night stand" kind of things before Illya's story progressed back to his original ship. Now, this is only a oneshot, not gonna be more than that because oc x canon just doesn't do it for me anymore.

Please be brutally honest with me- I know it's cringe and weird, but I actually really like this one.

[scary-flag]

Favourite OFMD fics

Just a selection of the OFMD fics that I recommend, because they're hella good :) In no particular order:

Hell or High Water by @mottlemoth - rating E, Chapters: 43/?, Ship: Ed/Stede, Izzy/OMC

Aftercare by @perkynurples - rating: E, Chapters: 21/?, Ship: Ed/Stede

miles from nowhere by @chancellorgriffins-blog - rating: E, Chapters: 10/15, Ship: Ed/Stede

The Jealous Sea series by DisasterShipBlonde - rating: E, both works in series complete, 80k+ words, Ship: Ed/Izzy, warning: heavy whump

Home, To You by Skrifores - rating: E, complete, 10k words, Ed/Stede

Their Flag Meant Death by Minamalism - rating: M, complete, 74k words, mostly Ed/Stede

Lay All Your Love On Me by @bonnetpetit (I guess that's you?) - rating: E, complete, 50k words, Ship: Ed/Stede

on the bed of this blue ocean by kirkaut- rating: T, complete, 9k words, Ship: Ed/Stede

A Demon Lived In My Brow by @sweet-cherry-bean - rating: E, Chapters: 3/4, Ship: Ed/Various characters throughout the story

Red Sky also by @sweet-cherry-bean - rating: M, complete, 10k words, Ship: Ed/Stede

If someone could relieve you from your chains series by Riverhag - rating: T, all stories under 1k words, no romance, Izzy-focused

Rituals series by Albusrps - rating: T, completed, both works under 5k words, Ed/Izzy and Stede/Izzy

Skeleton Crew Drabbles by Tipsy_Kitty - a collection of spooky drabbles written for Halloween, very fun to read. Rating: T.

For The Man Who Has Everything by Northern_Florence - rating: M, complete, 50k+ words, ship: Ed/Stede, some Pete/Lucius and Jim/Oluwande

sometimes I remember hearing raindrops fall by riverhag - rating: G, complete, 300 words, no romance, Izzy-focused

Let The Tides Carry You Home by Lilian_ariana - rating: M, completed, 25k words, Ed/Izzy

The Lighthouse Keeper and The Sailor by JulianHartley - rating: M, AU, completed, 2k words, Ed/Stede

The Wondrous Voyages and Strange Adventures of the Revenge, Her Crew & Captains by Lobelia321 - super fun to read, written like the ship's log by Lucius :) complete, 12k words, Ed/Stede, Pete/Lucius, Jim/Oluwande

On the Ashes of Hope Build an Altar to Broken Dreams by Lilian_ariana - rating: T, beautifully written sad Izzy backstory, complete, 2k words.

[burana006]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Israel Hands/Lucius Spriggs Characters: Israel Hands, Lucius Spriggs Additional Tags: Year of the OTP Prompt Event 2023, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Criminals, Non-Chronological, Blood and Injury, Surgery, Hospitals, First Aid, Slut Shaming, Getting Together, First Kiss, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary:

Izzy gets hurt while on a job with Lucius.

In his delirium he tells Lucius some things he maybe was not supposed to.

[harvester-ofhearts]

My first published fic! Reading, commenting, sharing… all interaction is highly appreciated<33

Summary:

[3:11 PM] Stede: Hi colleague!!!😊

[8:51 PM] Ed: Who is this?

[9:09 PM] Stede: Oh, you actually responded. Wow

[9:10 PM] Stede: I have to say I’m a big fan of yours

[9:32 PM] Ed: exactly who do you think you’re texting??

[9:32 PM] Stede: You’re Harry styles!

-In which Stede is in a band and texts a wrong number, which turns out to be (ex-)famous rockstar Edward Teach.

[serious-goose]

omfg the cat collar has an ao3 tag now

[meimeiherokitten]

Hey folks, the Soulmate AU fic is still going, despite me having to practically put the last few chapters in a headlock and suplex them onto the page!

IT ALSO FEATURES one of my best and most difficult scenes. Ed and Izzy work it through in, what I think, was a good way for them... not the healthiest, but what about these sillies is?

Please comment if you like it! I need the encouragement. This story has been a battle and it's coming out good, but I'm so exhausted....

[sunshineshazam]

I just published my first fanfiction on ao3! It's an "Our Flag Means Death" alternate universe coffee shop fic!

It was inspired by beautiful art by Twitter user @/sunshinegr3y. It is so beautiful and sweet! I hope my fic gives people the same vibe their art gave me. They deleted their Twitter account and I can't find them here on tumblr either- if anyone knows them or how to contact them, please lmk! Or send them this fic! I'd love them to read it and share their art in the fic if they'd like that! Their art is below if that helps you recognize them :)

I made a lil playlist while I was writing, figured I'd link that as well! Anyways whether people read it or not, I'm glad I finally posted it, I've had it on the burner for a while. Thanks to anyone who reads, hope it brings you some warm sunny feelings!

[innkeepercore]

An angsty Frenchie one shot of the Kraken period 💜 I messed up the relationship tags earlier so I don’t think enough people saw it on the first day (cries).. give it some love if you like it!

[medievill]

hello wip wednesday my old friend

here’s a snippet from the next and final chapter of my crack-treated-seriously wdw!au

“Got a Lyft,” Stede says, like he knows exactly what Ed’s asking. Of course he does. “There’s no one I need to explain anything to.”

And like, that, why does that make Ed’s heart puddle in his chest?

He grabs Stede’s hand, and he says, “Hey,” and when Stede looks back at him, Ed kisses him. Again. Because he can. One hand on Stede’s broad, solid chest, one hand curling around the back of his neck, fingers in his hair, and people are walking around them, probably, as they stand there, Ed’s eyes squeezed so tight he’s half-afraid he’s going to give himself a headache but also who the fuck cares? Let him have headaches every day for a hundred years if he can have Stede Bonnet kiss them away.

catch up here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47173750/chapters/118856659