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Jenn Lee overboard!

@self-induljennt.bsky.social

the heart behind your clouds breaks through the storm

#ofmd #OurFlagMeansDeath

Drawing of Ed and Stede from Our Flag Means Death as they are in season two. Stede is wearing his open collar dark teal shirt and has an earring. Ed is dressed in his leathers and has his short beard and pearl necklace. Stede has his arm around Ed's shoulders and is kissing his forehead. Ed is playing with the curls on Stede's nape.

November 19, 2025 at 5:54 PM

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Zoe

@impolite-menace.bsky.social

it is my birthday and i thought i would treat you guys to some crime-time™!
it is time for more of my #ofmd AU where these boys catch a killer! but we're taking it slow this chapter ♡

archiveofourown.org/works/447788...

November 16, 2025 at 4:31 AM

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moosh 🧜🏼‍♂️

@mooshy.bsky.social

new tiktok from rhys! i love him SO MUCH my god.

November 18, 2025 at 1:01 AM

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R | Politest Menace 🏴‍☠️🍊

@politestmenace.bsky.social

“ED!!!!”

“STEDE!!!”

#LegoEdandStede

Lego Stede running toward Lego Ed at Te Henga

Lego Ed running toward Lego Stede at Te Henga

November 11, 2025 at 5:06 PM

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Ally 🗡️🧄🍜 it's a safe space ship

@edbbteach.bsky.social

hey remember THE behind the scenes video from season 1 ✨

#ofmdbts

November 9, 2025 at 12:38 AM

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☠️ B ☠️

@robertaseaport.bsky.social

Have a little WIP Wsunday bit of a Seaglass thing that I WILL finish at some point if my brain ever returns from its holiday. 🐙🦈

"You close?" Ed asks when he's about at the point of it being too late, huffing the words quietly and urgently against Stede's sweating neck, and Stede laughs in that way he's got that somehow doesn't make Ed feel laughed at—just, soft and sweet and fucking tender with his fingers curling in the back of Ed's hair to lift him out of his hiding place.
"No? Are you?"
"Yeah," Ed admits, still pounding away with increasingly more erratic jerks of his hips.
Stede's gentle amusement turns into a giggle. "Edward," he says, pretending to be annoyed but absolutely not succeeding because he looks far too pleased with himself behind the mask of wrinkled nose and scrunched eyebrows. "We only started two minutes ago!"
"Yeah, but I'm pretty drunk and you're really fucking hot," Ed complains. He lightly slaps Stede's thigh, both legs raised to clutch like a greedy fist around his waist. "Look at this. Two fucking sexiest legs on Planet Earth. You're lucky I made it two minutes."
Stede snuggles his head deeper into the floppy feather pillow and tugs a tiny bit harder at the back of Ed's hair to make some space between their faces, enough for some eye contact. He's all flushed and sweaty and absolutely thrilled with himself, like he's done something on purpose to earn this and it's not just because he's some kind of weird posh blond gorgeous sexual kryptonite to Ed's dick without even trying. "It's okay," he says, and that fucking dimple flashes into being in the gold-silver scruff of his stubble. "Go on."
"What, come?"
Now his grin is showing the wonky line of his pointy teeth. "If you need to."
Ed scowls. "No. Fuck off. I'm a famous sex icon. I'm really good at sex. I'll—"
His words stutter and stretch into a ragged moan that's not quite a yelp of surprise but not far off it when Stede's eyes crinkle with mischief and he does something probably fucking borderline illegal with his arse, clenching briefly tighter around Ed's buried dick.

"You'll what?"
Giggling now too, arms trembling to hold his weight up, Ed says, "You're fucking diabolical."
"That's slander," Stede says primly, and when does it again a few more times, pulsing around him like a greedy sucking mouth, Ed fucking whimpers like the air escaping a balloon.
"See you in court, fucker," he manages, breathless, helplessly laughing. "Seriously, babe. I'll come."
"Mmhm," Stede says, starting a slow, even rhythm of muscle crimes. "I said it's okay. Go on, please."
Dredging up a last bit of energy from fuck knows where, Ed rears back to sit on his heels, dragging Stede with him by the hips so he's tilted up the length of Ed's thighs and still hot, tight, sweet, fucking maddening around him. The sudden motion surprises him and his legs flail away from Ed's waist in some reflexive attempt to keep his balance, so Ed grabs both opportunity and an ankle, shoving Stede's knee up near his pierced pink nipples.
"Menace," he accuses, and turns to sink his teeth into Stede's calf.
"At least I'm polite about it." Stede stops his dick torture and wiggles his foot, tensing his calf muscle instead until the careful grip of Ed's teeth slides harmlessly off his skin, leaving a ring of pink indents and a patch of spit that glints in the low lamplight. Ed kisses the mark he made, drawing another little grin onto Stede's face. "Kraken-no?" Stede asks, gently rubbing his thumb across the purple seaglass ring that somehow feels to Ed like it's been on his finger forever even though it's only been two days.
They're both pretty drunk, really. It's always fun, one of them throwing the other at the bed and getting some ravishing done, and frequently it's silly, but a certain level of cocktails gets them in an extra-silly, extra-affectionate, competitive, playful, teasing sort of place that Ed only ever wants to leave for the guaranteed thrill of slipping back into it again the next time. "No krakens," he says quickly. "Do it again."

November 2, 2025 at 8:43 PM

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Zoe

@impolite-menace.bsky.social

its crime-time™ yet again, lovely people! 'tis the season for another chapter from my thriller #ofmd AU, and it's a big one this time! i hope you enjoy ♡

October 28, 2025 at 11:13 PM

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bryn

@unfunpleasures.bsky.social

fanfiction is free, yes, but so are kudos and comments! life is an expensive, depressing slog sometimes; leave a little digital trinket in exchange for the word food people offer you.

October 26, 2025 at 3:53 PM

Desma

@wellsussed.bsky.social

One of my *greatest* joys is joining a fanfic author chapter-by-chapter thru a WIP. Fanfic is such a unique social experience. Keep your writers fed in return! Even if its just an emoji react - it will matter. 💜

bryn @unfunpleasures.bsky.social · Oct 26

fanfiction is free, yes, but so are kudos and comments! life is an expensive, depressing slog sometimes; leave a little digital trinket in exchange for the word food people offer you.

October 26, 2025 at 4:22 PM

Desma

@wellsussed.bsky.social

This is seriously such an amazing story.

Zoe @impolite-menace.bsky.social · Oct 21

its crime-time™! i'm here to deliver another chapter of #ofmd bloodshed, murder and mutual pining, please enjoy, friends ♡

October 23, 2025 at 2:07 PM

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Enabuns✍🏼

@enabuns.bsky.social

A very quick and messy page for today! Playing around with colors and gross zombie vibes 🏴‍☠️🧟‍♂️
#ofmdfanart #ourflagmeansdeath #piratesofthecaribbean #crossover #drawtober #sketchbook

October 14, 2025 at 4:11 AM

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Rysiooozaur

@rysiutokwiat.bsky.social

BOYS,,,sob
missed them a bit
#ofmd

October 8, 2025 at 7:38 PM

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Patri

@ontheyellwbrick.bsky.social

"Go on, Bonnet. Give me your worst." #OurFlagMeansDeath

October 5, 2025 at 8:14 PM

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Zoe

@impolite-menace.bsky.social

time for more of my #ofmd mystery/crime AU! this time with super special lovely guest star chauncey badminton, don't we all adore him...

archiveofourown.org/works/447788...

October 4, 2025 at 4:13 PM

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Dahlia 🏴‍☠️🍊🌈

@serpentanddahlia.bsky.social

Happy weekend!! Wanna cry? Got two new chapters of the divorce boys ready to fuck you up 😌💜

This week, Ed goes home...

archiveofourown.org/works/702434...

Right Where You Left Me - Chapter 9 - serpent_and_dahlia - Our Flag Means Death (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

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

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September 27, 2025 at 12:53 AM