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“Don’t Walk, Fly!” - Con O’Neil 🖤🦄 Jackson, 28, He/they, Pan, Trans, Autistic, ADHD, Occasional writer & PodFicer & artist GCC Forever 🫶🏼 Steddyhands 🖤 18+ only please https://archiveofourown.org/users/OurFlagIsLove/works

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edward teach is a very good boy 🍉🏳️‍🌈@flagmeanssteph.bsky.social · 4d ago

it has been so long since I finished a fic but listen. I am literally like 2 scenes away from being done with these sweethearts for y’all. for now, have another wip weds of them talking it through during an unceremonious reunion at some dick’s funeral

“I get it,” he says quietly. He glances Stede’s way again, looking conflicted. “I didn’t, back then. But… eventually I did.” It’s the last thing on earth Stede expects to hear, the last thing he probably deserves. His brow furrows. “You… did?” Ed shrugs, gaze dropping back to the floor. He’s grinding his boot into the tile again. Stede wonders what he’s imagining crushing underfoot. “I mean, he was fuckin’ scary. Your dad. You needed to feel safe, needed some kind of control. I get that.” He shrugs. “You know what my dad was like, after all.” Stede grimaces and nods. “I do, yes. Worse than mine, even.” “Nah, don’t—” Ed waves a tired, dismissive hand. “Don’t do that, man. Yours was shit. Mine was just shit in a different way.” He huffs, almost a laugh. “He’s dead too, by the way. For years now.” Stede blinks in surprise. “Oh. Oh, I’m, um—well, I’m—” “I’m not.” Ed gives him a humorless half-grin. He sighs, sinking back to rest his weight against the back of a nearby sofa. The sofa, in fact. The very one where they last kissed, touched, held each other, laughed together. Still here after all these years, trapping the memories between threads of upholstery.Stede had rather thought that if he touched it, it would burn him. “Anyway,” Ed adds, waving vaguely at him. “Go on, then. Think you were talking about how fucking terrible it must have been for me, and yeah, it was. Anything else?” Stede bites his lip. The words are cutting, but the tone isn’t. The tone has shifted, almost lightened, like rays of sunlight breaking through the ocean he’s been drowning in. He wonders if he’s getting any closer to the surface. “I think,” he says, soft and careful, “that part of me was afraid for you, too. That your father would find out too, and that it would be even worse for you.” He scoffs lightly at himself, glancing down. “I knew it was an excuse. But I—I told myself I was protecting you.” “Bullshit.” Stede glances up to find Ed glaring again. “Should’ve let me worry about that. I knew how to protect myself, man. You were always so fuckin’ worried about me, but all I ever did was survive that house. I was a pro by then, trust me.” Stede sinks into himself again. “I know,” he sighs. “I know. But I didn’t know how not to worry.” “Yeah. I know.” Ed rolls his eyes. “You were a pro by then.”
edward teach is a very good boy 🍉🏳️‍🌈@flagmeanssteph.bsky.social · 4w ago

i have this bad habit of taking breaks from long fics with other fics that then become longer than anticipated. on a totally unrelated note, happy wip wednesday from the latest guys i've been cookin up

“Don’t be,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “She’s much happier now, I think. It was very much for the best.” He hesitates again, eyeing Ed with his own glimmer of—something. Something like hope, something like vulnerability. “As, um… as you might… imagine.” It’s the wrong thing to say, maybe. Ed’s guard flies back up as the lines in his forehead crease again. “And why would I imagine?” And standing here, just the two of them, alone in the pool house again after all these years, Stede wonders how on earth he could do anything but imagine. “Well, I—” Stede frowns a little desperately. “I just mean—” “I don’t know you, mate.” The words slice deeper than any others yet. Stede physically winces as they hit, pressing his eyes shut against the glare Ed has suddenly sunk into. “Ed, I—” “I don’t know shit. I don’t know anything about you except what I’ve heard through the grapevine. Because I haven’t heard from you in twenty-five years, Stede.”
Juniper 🏴‍☠️🧜‍♂️@gelatinousstand.bsky.social · last mo.

Happy #dickfuckday !!! I did these while being pumped full of ketamine at the doctor’s office and I love them lmao

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Alice@thesearethekids.bsky.social · last mo.

Behold, a fuckery! Draw either this Izzy or Ed (or both) badly, and post them on Tuesday with the hashtag #dickfuckday. Express yourselves! I had the idea that we could make them into a print / school style teatowel if we get enough line drawings, & maybe raise some £ for charity. Into it? Read on ⬇️

NDKiwi@ndkiwi.bsky.social · last mo.

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NDKiwi@ndkiwi.bsky.social · 2mo ago

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Happy Birthday Con O’Neill 2026 August 9th-15th!@happybirthdaycon.bsky.social · 2mo ago

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Happy Birthday Con O’Neill 2026 August 9th-15th!@happybirthdaycon.bsky.social · 2mo ago

After some technical difficulties we finally have our final donation count!! Thank you so much to everyone who donated and supported this year! I’m so thankful for all the kindness. I’m getting everything set up for the raffle live stream on IG now and will be going live here in a little while!!

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