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#OurFlagMeansDeath, fanfic writer, PsA, CPTSD, ADHD, 50, they/he/she. Reposts NSFW art & fic. If you're not a gay pirate will likely block you. Zuckerbaby_1 on A03 https://archiveofourown.org/users/Zuckerbaby_1/profile 🏳️‍🌈🇵🇸🍉🇱🇧🏳️‍⚧️

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Eevla@eevla.bsky.social · 5h ago

Potentially the last WIP Wednesday before this (ahem) fashionably late RBB is done! It's been an absolute pleasure to work on and I can't wait to share it with you all!!!

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Jillian Sauers@jilliansauers.bsky.social · 11h ago

I'm a nerd who also likes to know who fellow OFMD nerds are, especially a tv writer, so I followed a mini-Futurama rabbit hole...this episode's credited writer is a pseudonym they've used before (Nona di Spargement) that translates to non-disparagement 😂 I hope this means they fuck Zaslav and WBD up

ClaireG 🏴‍☠️🏳️‍🌈@clairegregoryau.bsky.social · 12h ago

This art was also made as a little mirror to the reunion art in the first chapter 🥹 Absolutely loving having you read along with this story- thank you for your time and your huge generosity in commenting! It's very much appreciated by both of us ❤️ And you can jump in anytime if you haven't yet.

Art from Chapter 1 of Keep Me Through the Storm, showing Ed nose to nose with a fully-grown jaguar through the bars of her enclosure.Art from Chapter 5 of Keep Me Through the Storm, featuring a younger Ed holding a younger Kiri
ClaireG 🏴‍☠️🏳️‍🌈@clairegregoryau.bsky.social · 22h ago

Babies 🥺 I made a page with a bunch of different Kiri art and we’ve figured out places to fit it as we go. This chapter was a good spot for this first glimpse of younger Ed and his tiny jaguar cub 👀 They’ve really been through it all together, across time and also in this incredible chapter 😭

ClaireG 🏴‍☠️🏳️‍🌈@clairegregoryau.bsky.social · 12h ago

Been ages since I've done these! This is from a one-shot I started writing sitting in the departure lounge in Adelaide last year, after visiting pirate pals. Stede's had a wine country bachelor weekend away before marrying Mary, and now meets a man-of-his-dreams flight attendant on the way home...

This godawful week is finally over, and he’s paid extra and sweet-talked Maggie at the desk into giving him a seat nowhere near Nigel and Chauncey, and all he has to do now that the bachelor obligations are over is, well. Marry Mary. Settle into a life that’s guaranteed to suck his soul dry. Fuck. There’s a loud burst of laughter from his left that makes him turn reflexively, but it’s not the twins, thank god. His father had insisted they come on this trip and they’ve been exactly the amount of utter nightmare Stede expected. No, it’s a little cluster of flight attendants wearing the navy and orange colours of his carrier. The one who’d just laughed uproariously is balding, but has a crown of silver hair and a thick beard to match, and he looks so jolly that Stede can’t help but smile. Which is when the man who’s with him happens to look across, and oh, shit. Oh, god, that is—that is a very attractive man.A man who’s looking right at him, while Stede still has a goofy, borrowed smile on his face, and he makes a solid attempt to rearrange his mouth, but no, that—that doesn’t help, he’s fairly sure, because the flight attendant’s eyes drop away from his, travel a path that takes in Stede’s teal blazer and his floral silk shirt and his magenta corduroy trousers before raking all the way back up to his face with sharp focus. His slow-spreading smile has a degree of intensity that makes Stede feel like he’s being lasered into pieces where he sits. The guy turns away to talk to his friend, and Stede takes in a huge gasp of air, palms spread on the table, willing himself to be normal, for fuck’s sakes. He’s never been immune to the attractiveness of other men. He considers himself a lover of beauty, after all. It’s never felt like it says anything important about him that he’s able to aesthetically appreciate other humans who happen to share his gender. But Christ, the heat that’s boiling through him now is either some sort of impending-arranged-marriage-inspired crisis, or some sort of wine-inspired medical event, because he’s on the edge of breaking into a sweat.
✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag@wipsnips.bsky.social · 13h ago

The #WIPSnips word for August 5th is “carrier” (Sorry y’all The scheduled post failed.) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt

The word for August 5th is “carrier”
Dahlia 🏴‍☠️🍊🌈@serpentanddahlia.bsky.social · 15h ago

haven't gone to bed yet so let's call this both #TakeTwoTuesday and WIP Wednesday! A sneak peak of the next time travel RBB chapter -- in which Ed first becomes acquainted with Daddy Yankee, polaroid cameras, and the love of his life 👀

“Oh!” The man’s face softened with concern. “Oh, gosh! Sorry! Didn’t mean to shout!” He began to reach for something on the counter beside him, and yeah—fuck that, absolutely not. Ed brandished his stabby seashell. “Make another fucking move, and I’ll gouge your fuckin’ eye out,” he said, trying to put as much Blackbeardy growl in his voice as he could manage—butterfly leggings be damned. “Right! Yes! As you say!” The guy swallowed hard and offered Ed a twitchy sort of smile, hands still in the air. The invisible band was still playing at top volume, and the song changed so abruptly it made Ed’s brain flinch. Zúmbale mambo pa' que mis gata prendan los motore Zúmbale mambo pa' que mis gata prendan los motore Zúmbale mambo pa' que mis gata prendan los motore The man had to yell a bit to be heard over the music, and yet his tone remained gentle. “I’m so sorry, it must have been such a fright—waking up in a strange place. How are you feeling?” Ed eyed him warily. Mamita yo se que tu no te me va quitar Duro! Rich Pervert winced. He darted an assessing glance at Ed, then took a careful step towards the small black rectangle on the counter. Mi gata no para de janguiar porque Ed tensed. A ella le gusta la gasolina Dame mas gasolina! “It’s all right,” RP soothed. “I’m just very, very slowly moving right…over…here. Going to lower my hands,” he kept his eyes on Ed as he did so, “and turn this music off,” he pressed his finger to the surface of the black rectangle, and the band cut off at once. So Ed was right—music could be summoned at will here, whenever he was. Freaky. The man sighed with relief. “There we go. Much better, isn’t it? Now we can properly talk without Daddy Yankee shouting at us.”
Dahlia 🏴‍☠️🍊🌈@serpentanddahlia.bsky.social · 2d ago

Did you ever watch the film Kate & Leopoldo (2001) and think “wow I wish this were a better movie and also gay”? @ourfag.bsky.social and I have the #OFMDReverseBang fic for you! Featuring canon Ed in the 21st century, wacky romcom hijinks, and gorgeous art 💜 archiveofourown.org/works/897533...

screenshot of an ao3 title header that reads: Before you came into my life I missed you so bad Summary: 1717. The Golden Age of Piracy. Edward Teach sails his ship into the heart of a storm, so exhausted and burnt out as Blackbeard that he's ready to end it all. Things do not go as planned. ** When Stede Bonnet finds a gorgeous man passed out in surf at Coney Island, he does what any upstanding (insane) gentleman would do and brings him home to recuperate. How was he supposed to know his new houseguest is none other than the dread pirate Blackbeard?? Also, he's really rather lovely.