Tessera

Liz 💜🏴‍☠️🏒@fablizpoppe.bsky.social · 7h ago

It’s finished! If you want a superb HR podfic for a flight or drive, long walks, chores, crafting, work, or just some much deserved You Time, I can’t recommend this enough. SD’s voice acting is the perfect complement to @sillyteehee.bsky.social ‘s brilliant story. 🥹💜🏒 #heatedrivalry #podfic

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 8h ago

Okay, friends, the final chapter of Muscle Memory is up! 18.5 hours, many character within characters, and more Russian dialogue than I had any right to attempt. I’m really proud of this piece, and now that it’s complete, I hope some of you who might have been holding off will give it a chance.

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 8h ago

Okay, friends, the final chapter of Muscle Memory is up! 18.5 hours, many character within characters, and more Russian dialogue than I had any right to attempt. I’m really proud of this piece, and now that it’s complete, I hope some of you who might have been holding off will give it a chance.

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

Title card for Muscle Memory by sillyteehee, read by sd ryan. Text is over a photograph of Shane and Rose in an embrace next to Svetlana and Ilya. They are dressed the clothes from the club scene in episode 4, Shane and Ilya's eyes meeting across the way.

Lucy 🧜‍♂️🏴‍☠️@butterscup95.bsky.social · 3d ago

Here’s the clip! David was awarded 5 points for bringing @amuseoffyre.bsky.social’s Fang puppet on Taskmaster! 😭🥰🏴‍☠️ #OFMD

Zuckerbaby_1 Secret Owner of 'alf a Pyramid #LongLiveOFMD@ofmdzb.bsky.social · 3d ago

Holy fuck Dave Fane's prize task in episode 2 of Taskmaster NZ is OFMD-centric and I had to scream very quietly about it because my housemate is asleep. www.dailymotion.com/video/xb7yuxy

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 3d ago

If my 74 year old mother with Alzheimer's can make a point of introducing me to new people as her "kid, sd, who uses they/them pronouns," I'm pretty sure anyone could do it, if they cared to

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

chs 11-13 are up!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

YellowMustard @mustardwrites.bsky.social · 2mo ago

archiveofourown.org/works/89347821 whoops i slipped & landed in 2024 in which i was frantically cranking out innkeepers-era fic un-beta'd without a care in the world 👀 (as mentioned in my AN, this one kinda feels like if Free Space and Magpie had a baby 😂i hope you enjoy her! 🥺xx)

He does the obligatory eye-rolling, at first.

You know. The whole pfft and whatever and nah, not for me mate. All the things he’s preconditioned to say when he’s terrified of trying something new and being absolutely dogshit at it.

(Ed's still learning how to sit with himself. A post-canon exploration of mindfulness, self-acceptance, and hyperfixating on a new hobby. And love, always 💕)

The listlessness isn’t out of the ordinary, not one little bit, but Ed never expected to feel it here.

His palms itch with it, itch something fierce, but no matter where Ed scratches, no matter how hard, he’s never able to find the itch. It takes refuge in his bones, burrows down deep in the marrow of him where Ed can’t reach. It makes him drum his fingers and joggle his knee when he’s alone. It makes him pick at his fingernails and chew the inside of his lip to ribbons of white, peeling scar tissue; so bad that Stede notices that kissing has a new texture, a new sort of salinity. He pulls back from Ed’s mouth with soft, troubled eyes and goes ‘sweetheart, what’ve you done to yourself?’, and it feels like being run through.

The problem is not Stede. Ed cannot stress this enough. He’s certain this had been the general consensus amongst a decent portion of the crew as they’d sailed away. He’s never heard any of them say it aloud, but Read’s diatribe still sits acrimoniously in his brain, no matter how he’d scoffed and snorted about it at the time. The mystery? Gone. The magic? In the wind - Ed’s sure that same sentiment must be echoed among the crew. Eventually, your charms'll lose impact and become annoyances.

Skill issue, thinks Ed. Sucks to suck. Especially at something as easy as love.

The problem is not Stede.

Stede helps Ed to patch up all the holes in the walls, even though his workmanship is shoddy at best (downright bewildering at worst - Ed finds himself staring, agog, at the absolute shambles he’s made of the bedroom windowsill, before deadpanning: “First day having hands, kinda nervous.” Stede had laughed so hard he’d choked on his own spit.).

Stede makes Ed perfect cups of tea, expertly sugared, even when it means going without sugar himself. It doesn’t matter how much Ed protests about this: he will not allow Ed to go sugarless. Ed’s had more than enough unsweetened days, he says, and Stede won’t be the one to serve up any more bitterness. Ed c…

Mari @smolbus.bsky.social · 2mo ago

it's been so long that I've kinda forgot what they look like but

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Aw @nomadsland.bsky.social you're getting shout-outs 💜 She always has great recommendations, and the second one she offers here is about "here at the end of all things" www.tiktok.com/t/ZTANAS1jd/

#heatedrivalry #ao3

TikTok video by Megan G

tiktok.com

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

One of the most talented, kindest, genuine human beings I've ever had the pleasure to meet – IN PERSON! – @mustardwrites.bsky.social you deserve only the best things on your birthday. You are a ray of sunshine and I love you!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 2mo ago

9 & 10 are up!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

rysi000u.bsky.social @rysi000u.bsky.social · 3mo ago

I had a vision of Ed with those super heavy locks

Sheryl Weikal says Prosecute ICE @leftistlawyer.com · 3mo ago

A society with one trillionaire and millions of people in poverty is something to be deeply ashamed of, actually

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 3mo ago

ch 7 & 8 are up!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 4mo ago

And another! Ch 6 is up. I know my audience here isn't primarily interested in HR content, but I will say this is some of my favorite narration work to date and has proved to be an incredibly rewarding challenge.

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Late night posting coming in hot! Ch 5 is up!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

mankrik's wife guy @byelacey.bsky.social · 4mo ago

rosy maple mothman 💗 this was a commission! commissions are open!

a rosy maple moth styled mothman in a shiny vinyl pink leotard dancing

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Ch 4 is up! Shopping date, drunk Ilya as Rose hijinks, and someone is feeling some feelings!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

YellowMustard @mustardwrites.bsky.social · 4mo ago

It's HERE!! Teacher-Boys has finally updated and ed, have you ever been sketched? bc these kiddos are truly giving it their all 😌🌟 archiveofourown.org/works/817747...

Head: check.

Arms: two.

Legs: attached to torso.

Nose. Mouth. Present and accounted for.

This, Stede notes despairingly, is where the realism grinds to a halt.

Skye’s still in her whole mermaid-unicorn-fairy phase, bless her. Part of Stede hopes she’ll never outgrow it; her wide-eyed, unshakeable belief in all things glittery and magical.

But good grief, could she just give it a rest today? For just five minutes?

“So,” Stede ventures, peering over her wrist as she draws. “I mean wow, that is. Certainly a lot of hair he’s got there!”

“Yep,” says Skye. Her gaze is focused and determined, and she does not look up from her paper.

“Are we…are we sure it goes all the way down to the floor like that?” Stede asks delicately, careful not to offend the artist at work.

“Yep.”

“And it’s…wavy? All, um…princessy, the way you’ve drawn it?”

“Yep. And it’s twinkly silver.”

Stede cocks an eyebrow in thinly-veiled disbelief.

“...Twinkly silver?”

“Yep.”

“And. Well, I hate to interrupt the process here. I can see you're rather, uh…locked in. But I do have a question about his eyes.”

“Yep?”

“I mean, it’s just… they’re the size of basketballs, are they not? They’re…Skye, you’ve drawn them so big they’re hanging halfway off his face.”

He doesn’t mean to sound so critical. He really doesn’t.

Skye, thankfully, is so engrossed in the task at hand that she doesn’t register Stede’s tone one bit.

“Yep,” she says again, more definitively than any yep to date.

YellowMustard@mustardwrites.bsky.social · 5mo ago

sometimes when you're writing about goofy kid-drawings of a certain fictional character, you gotta just draw the goofy kid-drawings yourself so you know what it is you're trying to describe anyway I'm going to bed can y'all keep this goober safe for me

stick figure Ed with the biggest unicorn eyes

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Chapter 3 is up! So much Russian, so very voices 🥵💀😭🥰

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Really fucking rude Ao3 to interrupt my insomnia reading by going down right now 🥲

xray_vex @xrayvex.bsky.social · 4mo ago

✨⭐✨😌💖😌✨⭐✨

tumblr text post by midnightcrisisstuff:
actually, no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
image: screen shot of ed teach, who is pointing at the person he's talking to, with stede bonnet standing next to him. there is a speech bubble above ed to make it look like he's the one saying the text.
#ofmd #ourflagmeansdeath

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 4mo ago

#WIPWednesday anyone? Here's a bit of the original romance I've been working on this year.

There’s a crisp anticipation in the air at the foot of the trail, an earthy-fragrant unraveling that hints at the approach of spring. The bracing chill feels good on Tess’ face and she breathes in the mellow scent of dormant plants shrugging off hibernation. She’s so glad to be outside, away from home.

Above them, the mesa rises like a sun-dappled promise, sandstone steps winding toward an endless cornflower sky. It’s the kind of majesty that makes her wonder why people bother living anywhere else, a perfect kernel of heaven at their doorstep.

Sagebrush is an easier trail than the Brandywine Loop, challenging enough for a good workout, not so difficult that she’ll have to plan a day of recovery around it. It’s a mile up the town’s northernmost mesa to an overlook of the rolling scrubland beyond Juniper’s border. On the interior side of the flattop peak is a solid view of The Grove Resort and the loosely-clustered development of luxury homes around it. The neighborhood is more manicured and sedate than Tess would ever feel comfortable living in, but it paints a pretty picture from a distance.

They launch into the hike at a steady pace, Beatriz in front, intermittently looking back to check on Tess’ progress. She keeps her promise to take it easy, reigning in her pace whenever conversation becomes strained from Tess’ trailing distance or labored breath. They’re not alone on the trail, but manage a healthy separation from other groups coming and going. Beatriz asks her about the reading, and Tess manages a diplomatic answer that doesn’t touch on any after hours excursions. She divorces herself from the chaotic tumble of emotions surrounding the entire night as she recounts a bland description of the event.

“So you liked this author? I know sometimes you get a dud.”

“Yes, Juliet is lovely,” she says honestly. Lovely and fierce and deeply passionate. And probably in need of an apology of some sort. Grimly, she admits maybe they’re both due one.

Tess doesn’t know what she would say, how to even start to address the colossal mess of last night, but she hates where they left things. Before it had all collapsed, Tess was starting to think of Juliet as a friend, someone she’d like to keep knowing.

“She handled the questions really well. Her parents are these bigwig Hollywood people—a writer and producer, I think?” Juliet hadn’t exactly said the phrase ‘nepo baby’ during their discussion at the bar, but casual references to Oscar nominations and A-list aunties painted a pretty clear picture. “I get the impression she has some media experience from them.”

Not that the polish she’d shown during the reading had carried through her alcohol-soaked tirade at the end of their evening. Still, the loose tongue, the vein of entitlement that had permeated her jealousy, could maybe be explained by a uniquely pampered upbringing.

“Oh, fancy! Hollywood,” Beatriz intones. “I remember her photo from the shop. Young black woman, right? I can definitely see the LA influence with all those piercings.”

“Yeah, she’s unique. Extraordinary writer.” Unbidden, she blurts, “She’s gay.”

She has no idea why she says it, what alien tongue forces the words from her mouth. It’s an impulse she can’t resist, some essential piece of information that feels urgent to share.

“Oh yeah?” Beatriz says, unfazed. “I guess that makes sense. Her book is a lesbian romance, right?”

“Yeah. Historical.” Tess honestly doesn’t know where the book falls on the spectrum of lesbian, queer, or sapphic literature, but it feels like a detail that might be of distinct importance to learn. “She brought a cool crowd into the shop. Lots of interesting faces.”

Stop it. Jesus Christ she needs to stop talking.

Next she’ll be recounting stories about all the lesbians she met at the queer bar she went to in the midst of a sapphic sexual crisis.

“Nice. I’m glad it went well.” Beatriz scrambles up a sloping outcrop, nimble as a mountain goat. “Hey, have you finished this month’s book yet? I don’t know how to feel about the talking octopus—I can’t tell if I’m supposed to take it seriously or not.”

And just like that, they move on. The door Tess unthinkingly cracked open drifts silently closed, and she’s saved from further rumination. A part of her is grateful Beatriz has the emotional intuition of a tub of yogurt. The same part of her determined to ignore a creeping feeling of disappointment.

Never Left Podcast @neverleftpodcast.bsky.social · 4mo ago

I just reread Telescope by Jimsnose and podficced by @sdryan.bsky.social and fuck it's such a fucking good fic. Go read it. It's spectacular archiveofourown.org/works/44298922

Telescope - Jimsnose (alivamae) - Our Flag Means Death (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

archiveofourown.org

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Ch 2 is up!

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

Jenn overboard!@self-induljennt.bsky.social · 5mo ago

There's a place just beyond the meeting of ocean and river where Stede likes to watch the pretty silver-haired fisherman be really terrible at fishing. #OurFlagMeansDeath #ofmd #ofmdMerMay

Drawing of Stede from our flag means death. His back is turned to the viewer. He's a merman with his golden tail curled around his arm and back as he sits.

βαλλά @drawballa.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Sleepy boys 💤 #hollanov #heatedrivalry

Yuna walking into the living room, says "boys, are you going to be staying for dinner - oh". Shane and Ilya are curled up on the couch sleeping, Ilya laying on Shanes chest, and arm slug over his midsection. Shane has a hand tucked into Ilyas hair.
Yuna whispers "David, David honey, come look."

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Our brilliant @sillyteehee.bsky.social has canon-balled into the #heatedrivaly fandom with a glorious bodyswap fic! Ch 1 of the pod is now up! Shane/Ilya, Rose/Svetlana, rated E, 18 ch, 16ish hours read: archiveofourown.org/works/84103871 listen: archiveofourown.org/works/84154711

sd (they/them) 🏳️‍🌈@sdryan.bsky.social · 5mo ago

🎉🎉🎉🎉

Christie 🥸@sillyteehee.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Courtesy of yours truly, a Heated Rivalry situation and shenanigan. If you’ve ever wondered “what if Ilya and Rose swapped bodies and everyone was really normal about it?” this fic isn’t for you — they swap bodies and nobody is normal. archiveofourown.org/works/84103871