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Meg 🏴‍☠️🫶🏻
@ourflagimplodes.bsky.social
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Just a so-so ▪︎ 27 ▪︎ she/her ▪︎ bi ▪︎ uk (ugh)
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Enjoy this autumny pic of one of the dogs I walk
A black lab in a blue, slightly muddy harness on a leafy path
November 11, 2025 at 4:19 PM
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Stede in every modern au
A screenshot from Instagram that reads 'might quit my job to focus on being gay'
November 10, 2025 at 1:23 AM
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Stede and Ed when.. when they.. and then they.. when
Back of a chocolate bar wrapper that just says '3 fingers = 1 serving'
November 9, 2025 at 11:13 PM
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Ooopsies
A pic of my Switch screen showing me playing Animal Crossing. My lil character is wearing a pirate costume talking to Willow the yellow and pink ram. The speech bubble reads: 'Well, well... it's Megan! Why, I haven't seen you in... 1 year and 8 months.'
November 9, 2025 at 10:21 PM
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He's using this 🙂‍↕️

(This is from Odyssey toys btw)
A strap down grinding toy from Odyssey toys called 'The Kraken Grinder'.. it's a pinky-red tentacle with ridges & suckers where two twirl together to make something that can be inserted while the rest is what someone would grind against. The base is made to look like the sea and some wood with the tentacles coming out of the water and over the wood
November 9, 2025 at 8:21 PM
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I'm here btw
Ed resting his hand on Stede’s hairy chest from when they reunite in season 2 episode 8
November 8, 2025 at 10:22 PM
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Made friends with a baby moo
November 5, 2025 at 12:48 PM
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Happy (belated) halloween xoxo
A pic of me and my friends as shrek characters.. from left to right: Pinocchio, fairy god mother, lord farquaad, shrek, puss in boots (me), donkey & dragon
November 2, 2025 at 3:35 AM
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To me, this is THE Ed pic of all time
Ed Teach from OFMD season 1 with his full beard and in his leathers below dark
October 30, 2025 at 8:37 PM
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If I can get further than this, I will class that as a win (this is from that set💀)
I knitting needle and turquoise thread
October 28, 2025 at 12:40 AM
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Okay so I have this very questionable knitting set I got 10+ years ago that I attempted when I first got it and never touched again.. maybe I'll try it this time to get me into things ????
A pink cardboard box with 'knit a critter' on the front as well as a few pics of knitted animals
October 28, 2025 at 12:37 AM
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Just stay with me a second....
A fluffy baby cow licking it's own nose Pretty Stede in his night gown and pinky-red floral robe
October 27, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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This one by @panodtortur.bsky.social has a special place in my heart 🫦
Trans Stede showing off his t-dick, one of the pics is of Ed's dick giving Stede's t-dick a lil kiss
October 26, 2025 at 4:21 PM
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Currently writing a scene where Stede is on Ed's lap based off of this scene while Ed's being all hot and threatening a guy 🙂‍↕️
October 26, 2025 at 3:21 PM
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Happy squirting day, still can't believe they showed this scene on screen xoxo
Stede from ofmd on the floor (from season 2 ep 7 where zheng is about to smack him with a plank of wood) looking panicked with badly drawn 'water' coming out of him made to look like he's squirting *a lot*...
October 24, 2025 at 10:24 PM
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Hurt myself by thinking of Ed & Stede when listening to this song 💔
[Verse 2] The critics adored us, the audience wept So why do I feel like they missed what it meant Cause they love a story, of two lonely people Who can't be together until there's a sequel But I don't know if I can keep shouting lines When I'm out here praying you read between mine Cuz I always thought that the magic was true But damn I was fooled, you're a pro through and through
October 24, 2025 at 7:18 PM
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Have you seen him today??
Stede Bonnet stuns thousands with his angelic looks while wearing a frilly shirt and teal waistcoat. He holds a lantern in his left hand which gives him a warm glow as he walks outside in the dark, he looks confused but in a sexy way
October 21, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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Also I had to look up the name if the shoebill as I couldn't remember what it was called and came across this and omg Stede is a resplendent quetzal
A picture of a greeny-blue and black birf with a long tail and a fuzzy head sitting on a branch. Above it reads: 9. Resplendent quetzal (Pharomachrus mocinno)
October 20, 2025 at 10:13 AM
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Do you ever look through old WIPs that will never see the light of day and come across silly shit and wonder where the hell you were going with it? .. yeah ..
“Your breath literally smells like cum.” Stede's eyes widen in horror as he looks back at Lucius. “No it d–” He snaps his mouth shut and frowns. “It must be my new toothpaste.” He huffs before turning and storming off towards the bar.
October 19, 2025 at 9:10 PM
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At least I have puppies with me rn
A red labrador looking slightly off to the side of the camera A black labrador on his back asleep while my hand rests on his chest
October 19, 2025 at 10:58 AM
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First time making pizza... clap !!

(Look I went with rectangle bc circle was too hard)
A homemade peperoni pizza in a sprt or rectangular shape
October 18, 2025 at 7:57 PM
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4)
A year later they're back at the same spot. Ed had said it was a bad idea, but Stede needed to do it, for closure. It's a lot nicer than last time, bright sunshine, not too hot, not too cold. Perfect. The universe once again feeling his feelings right along with him. He walks closer to the edge, but not too close. Ed has a hold of his hand in a vice-like grip and he wonders if maybe Ed is feeling things more than he is. It was such a blur for Stede, he can hardly remember it now, trauma apparently does that sometimes, according to his therapist. But for Ed he had to watch and save a guy who was about to kill himself and that must stick with a person forever. In his other hand sits a single daffodil. A flower that represents new beginnings and change, something he has been fortunate enough to have since that awful day. He thinks a part of him did die that day, but he doesn’t miss it, for if it hadn't he wouldn't be here right now holding the hand of his lover with a life he is becoming fond of. A life where he feels happiness almost daily. “So long.” He whispers. “I hope you found peace.” He throws the daffodil over the edge. He knows it's probably stupid, but it feels right. Feels monumentous, in fact. They watch it flutter down into the calm water below, Ed squeezes his hand, he squeezes back. They stay there watching it drift further out, and when it finally disappears from view he takes a deep shuddery breath, nods and looks to Ed. “I'm proud of you.” Ed says, smiling warmly, his eyes shining with sincerity. He smiles back, a shy thing, because he's not sure if he deserves it quite yet, he still has a long way to go. His chest still fills with warmth though. “Let's go home.” “Yeah, love.” Ed’s face softens. “Let's go home.”
October 17, 2025 at 9:03 PM
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3)
It doesn't though, it doesn’t let go. Instead, it starts to speak, low and rumbling and far more gentle than he thought something like that would ever sound. “Hey, you're okay. You're safe. I got you. I got you.” The fight leaves Stede's body instantaneously when he realises it's not letting go, and it's only then that he realises he closed his eyes in horror thinking he was going to be eaten by the monster. He opens them, blinking through tears he was also not aware of, expecting to see the tentacles in front of him, but they're not there. They're not there but something still holds him tightly, still speaks soothingly, and his heart stutters. As his other senses come back he can feel the warmth of a body behind him, smells the spice of cologne and as he looks down sees the leather clad arms and tattooed hands holding onto him. He goes to speak but all that comes out is a sob. “You're safe, I promise, you don't have to do this, you're okay. Just breathe.” The person – for it must be a person – continues. Stede does breathe, or tries to, it takes a long time for him to get his breathing under control and his heart to stop pounding, but eventually it does and he can finally get the energy to move. The person lets him go instantly but still keeps his hands up as if ready to grab him at any moment. He turns to face the stranger and is met by a worried face, a handsome one, but worried, extremely so. “You okay?” The man asks and Stede doesn't know how to answer that. “Who are you?” He croaks. “Ed. And you?” “Stede.” His mind is still reeling, nothing is making sense right now. Why is this guy here? Why did he stop him? “You're going to be okay, Stede. All right?” “I– I don't know…” Tears spill down his cheeks as his body trembles. “I promise.” And for some strange, indescribable reason, despite everything, he believes this stranger.
October 17, 2025 at 9:01 PM
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2)
It's grey and drizzly which perfectly matches his mood, it makes him feel like the universe is feeling his feelings right there with him. The wind whips around him, never quite pushing him in one direction. One moment it's keeping him back from the edge, the next it's coaxing him forward, whispering in his ear ‘just a little closer’. He looks down at the waves crashing harshly against the base of the cliff, a raging whirlpool of despair that matches what he feels on the inside. When he woke up this morning he didn't think he'd end up wife-less and standing on the edge of a cliff debating if he should just not be around anymore, but then life always does throw curveballs when you least expect it. It would make things easier for Mary, she can keep all the money, the house, sell his things, move on, get a partner who loves her the way she deserves. She can truly be happy. At least one of them will die happy. He takes a deep breath, feels the wind once more guiding him closer as the waves become hypnotising, each crash reaching closer, goading him to do it. They're working together, they want to bring him peace, that's all. But then he thinks of all the ships that have sunk over hundreds of years. It's the wind and the waves that do that, they work together to feed the ocean, make it more powerful, dangerous– he's not sure where his mind is going. He thinks he's stalling. A step, it's all it will take. One small step and he will be gone, the sea will take him in its unforgiving claws, send him down to where all its other victims have gone. And he likes that thought. Likes that he'll be with others who have succumbed to the ocean's beckoning. He thinks of Mary, thinks of his poor excuse of a life, thinks of what he'd have in store if he doesn’t go ahead with it and can't, he just can't. He shuffles forward, toes hanging over the edge, and counts to three. One… two… three… But as he steps, something stirs in the water below and in seconds a monster bursts from the surface, a formidable being, with limbs, so many limbs – tentacles – reaching up towards him. Its sleek inky-black skin shimmers with droplets like a million galaxies, the ocean itself draws away from it, submitting to the puissant creature before him. The tentacles reach up and grab him, hard, jolting him to a stop and drawing out a choked scream from his lungs. He tries to fight it but it's too strong. He wanted the sea to take him, not this monster. Why him? Why– The beast doesn't drag him down though. No. It starts pushing him back up, further and further from the cliff edge and though it seems to be helping he can't help but struggle and yell, telling it to get off of him, leave him alone, let him die in peace.
October 17, 2025 at 8:59 PM
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Here's a little oneshot I wrote for today's #ofmdwhumptober

CW: Please, please take care when reading this as it does include a suicide attempt.

I promise there is a happy ending though 💖
He knew it was coming, of course he knew. It was inevitable. Written in the stars, probably. He was just hoping it would never come, and it would prove that he's not a massive disappointment, a plague, an unlovable loser. What an idiot he was to ever hope that. He knows he's all those things, but for a while he could at least pretend they weren't true. “We need to break-up– a divorce.” Is how the conversation started. God, what a way to start it, no build up, no gentleness, just straight to the point. Mary has always been pretty good at that, he’s never been, but that just sums up their relationship, Mary being good at everything while he struggled behind, trying to be good but never hitting the mark. He had been stunned into silence after that, as she listed all the reasons why they needed to split, most of which were problems with him. He gets it, he does, but it still hurts him to hear, had still brought tears to his eyes which he had rapidly blinked away because he didn't want to seem even more pathetic. At one point she had said how he never seemed happy with this life. How she at least had friends and hobbies and a good social life but all he did was work or wander round the garden talking to the plants, bugs and birds… he hadn’t realised she knew about that. The thing is, he's not sure he's ever been happy, with this life or his childhood, he wouldn't know what happiness was even if it smacked him round the face. He thought the freedom of leaving home and having a wife would bring him everything he needed, the happiness he craved, but it never came. Freedom or happiness. Sure there were happy moments, he thinks, but they were so few and far between he never quite remembers them. In the end he agreed, like he always does with her, but in this case it was because he did actually agree and he had nothing to lose. He wasn't happy, she never made him happy, the big house, lavish life and high-up job never made him happy, and if none of that did, well, he thinks he's doomed to never feel happy for the rest of his miserable life. In the end he hardly said anything, again, agreed, and told her he'd go find a hotel to stay in so she doesn't have to see him. She had tried to say that he can stay – they haven’t shared a room in a long time so he would have still had a place to sleep away from her – but he wanted out, needed to get far away and think. And so he packed a suitcase of his stuff telling her he'd be back to get the rest whenever he can and left. Got in his car and drove until the numbness was getting so unbearable he could hardly concentrate on driving. So he pulled over at a viewpoint that looks over the sea and now he's here, standing on the edge of a cliff looking at the horizon.
October 17, 2025 at 8:56 PM