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We could be chatting for weeks and I’ll still wait for you to message me first so I feel like I have permission to talk. I’m like a neurodivergent vampire.

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Hi! I really like your work on Archive of our Own. Do you do commissioned stories?

Thank you ❤️ I’m not taking commissions at the moment

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every time I see those screenshots from queering the map it makes me fucking weep

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I understand why a lot of people don't like how Stede dresses in season 2. l've been thinking about it quite a bit recently, wondering why I don't feel the same way, and l've realised it's because I don't believe he will stick to the pirate/traditionally masculine clothing. We see in S1 that Stede adores his clothes but we also know that in his life prior to piracy he wouldn't have had much choice in how he dressed. He actively chose clothes that pushed right against the boundaries society placed on him, but he still had to follow dress codes. We watch him moving further away from these restrictive rules as S1 progresses. He wears more colour, has a few outfits that are completely outside his usual clothes, such as his theatre outfit and his explorer ensemble, but he still continues to wear clothing that is more or less what would have been expected of him in that era. When he gives his wealth away to Mary he sheds the last of his old life. His clothes were a uniform, and now he's graduated and wants to go a little wild. He's every kid who was forced to wear a blazer in school. He might like the colour, and the fit, but it's still a reminder of when he was beholden to rules that were suffocating him. So he ran to the opposite end of the spectrum. He wants to wear rough and ready clothes, with open collars and rolled up sleeves to show the skin he's always had to keep covered. He wants to feel like a real pirate, like he's truly left his old life behind. I'll be shocked if, in S3, we only see him in the same clothes as S2. I think we'll see him realise he doesn't need to follow the rules of pirate clothes - the same way he doesn't need to follow the rules of his previous life. He'll start to wear what he truly enjoys seeing himself in. Outfits that fall between the fineries of before and the practicality of pirate wear. The colours will come back, the frills too, but his shoes might be leather boots, to make walking on deck easier, his coats will be for protection against the weather, not just to match his breeches. I think we've yet to see exactly who Stede is, and I'm so excited to follow him on his journey.

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OFMD Fanfic Recs - Part II

I'm back with more Fanfic Recs! Ten more finished AUs that will make the wait until S2 S3 even shorter:

"Between the Sand and the Stardust" by Dialects_and_Costumes: Beautiful Stardust AU. Stede crosses to the other side of the Wall and meets a Fallen Star named Ed. It works so, so well...

"wanna fly away (i don't know where my soul is)" by @ghostalservice and @petrichorca: I'm in love with this Animorphs AU in which Stede is an andalite, the Revenge crew are the Animorphs, and Ed discovers aliens do exist and they're way hotter than he expected (or, at least, one of them is).

"In These Hollow Stars" by downstar: A Star Trek AU in which Captain Edward Teach and his crew have to map a system that was contaminated when a experimental weapons facility experienced a catastrophic accident. As they approach the site of the explosion, a surge in power picks up a hitchhiker on the holodeck.

"Matching spark and flame" by @bizarrelittlemew and @milkmothmaen: Fantasy AU in which Stede is a prince accused of murder, and Ed is a warlord and Shamer who has been called to determine whether he is guilty.

"Other People's Holidays" by @passingfair: A sweet Modern Day AU in which Stede's office crush invites him to spend the holidays together when he overhears that Stede's plans keep getting canceled.

"Doubt Thou the Stars Are Fire" by redwineandroses: An impressive and carefully crafted college theatre SMAU in which Ed is directing his senior thesis project (a Hamlet production) and Stede auditions for the leading role.

"different this time" by shipmates: A very cute Nanny AU in which Stede hires Ed as a nanny and sweeps him off his feet without even realising. Ed didn't stand a chance.

"The Turn of a Page" by ramsay_baggins: A writer AU. Ed's one of the most famous authors in the world. Stede doesn't recognize him when they meet in his first convention, and he gives Ed a copy of his first published book, a pirate romance.

"This Could Be Love" by CartoonMayor: A fake dating Modern Day AU. Ed's a former Olympic skier who's been hired by Stede's company, but there's been a mistake and his room hasn't been booked. Stede has been pretending to have a boyfriend for a year, and his work colleagues tease him about it. Ed's a master strategist and decides to solve both problems at once.

"All Cats Are Grey At Night" by @cobaltaugustao3: Modern Day AU. Ed, who's just moved to a new place, gets involved in a cat kidnap/rescue for his new neighbour Stede. Ed wants to be careful and go slow, but things don’t go as planned.

Again, if you’ve written any of these and would like to be either untagged or tagged with your tumblr account instead of the AO3 handle, just let me know!

Part 1 | Part 2

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Season 3 opens on the crew on deck.

Frenchie patches a sail, while Oluwande and Archie scrub the railings under Auntie’s watchful eye. The Swede swabs the deck, Jackie watching from nearby, appreciating how his muscles flex as he sloshes water onto the boards.

Lucius dangles from the side of the ship, paintbrush in hand. He's putting the final touches to the vessel's new name.

'Babe! Can you hoist me up?'

Pete peers over the railing. 'All done?'

Lucius looks up at his husband and smiles.

"All done.

As Pete sets to work pulling him up, Lucius's gaze falls to the name again. The letters aren't as straight as he hoped, but the words are clear. The sun glints off the gold paint, illuminating a promise and a warning for every ship to see.

Izzy's Revenge.

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Two naval officers stand between Stede and Ed - two men who want to kill them and keep Stede from touching Ed again after so many months apart.

They exchange nods before turning away, one heading for Stede and the other for Ed.

Stede pulls his gun from its holster and draws his cutlet. The officer straightens his wig and slides his sword from its sheath. He takes a step towards Stede, weapon pointed at his chest and Stede smiles. A look of confusion darts across the officer's face before it morphs into fear as Stede starts to run. He pelts across the black sand, gun swinging up to point at the officer’s head.

Bang!

The man screams and crumples to the ground. Stede barely spares him a glance as he runs past, boots sinking into blood-soaked sand. He sees Ed up ahead, charging at the other officer who has his sword held high. Stede’s breath stutters as the man slashes downward, aiming for Ed’s shoulder. Ed skids through the sand, bending low and sweeps his sword towards the man, bringing it up in a wicked slash, slicing the man’s thigh. The man howls and Ed drives his shoulder into his stomach, sending him flying into the air before he crashes to the ground. Ed swivels on his heel and brings his sword down fast and hard, cutting off the man’s cries.

He turns to Stede and drops his sword to the ground. Stede stops up, boots digging into the sand. His throat is tight with so much longing he can barely breathe as he takes in Ed’s face. He’s missed him so much. Ed stares at him, seeming unsure whether he should walk towards Stede or turn away. He has every right to hesitate, but it still makes Stede’s heart hammer in his chest. Ed takes a deep breath and starts to move towards Stede, slow at first, but then faster, his strides lengthening, and then he’s running.

Stede drops his weapons and breaks into a run and then suddenly Ed’s there - right in front of him - alive and so beautiful. Stede throws his arms around him, crushing their bodies together. Ed makes a broken sound, face buried in the crook of Stede’s neck. He pulls back just enough to meet Stede’s gaze, and then they're kissing.

It’s a far cry from their first kiss. Ed’s face is rougher, his beard scraping against Stede’s stubble and his lips immediately part, swallowing the noises Stede hadn’t even realised he was making. Ed tastes like tobacco and salt, and Stede needs more of it, needs to taste every word and laugh and shout he’s missed all these months. He presses even closer and deepens the kiss, pouring his love into Ed, giving him everything he’s been carrying so close to his heart for so long.

When they pull apart, Stede sees tears streaming down Ed's cheeks, disappearing into his beard. Stede reaches out and wipes the tears away, fingers lingering on Ed’s cheek.

‘You left,’ Ed finally whispers.

‘I came back,’ Stede replies and kisses him again.

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2500 BC - Land of Uz

‘What am I?’ Aziraphale asked with a look that sent a pang of sorrow through Crowley.

‘You’re an angel who goes along with Heaven as far as he can.’

‘That sounds, um…’

‘Lonely?’

Aziraphale didn’t reply, just nodded.

‘Yeah,’ Crowley said.

‘But you said it wasn’t.’

Oh, this sweet, naive angel. Thousands of years among the humans and he was still so ready to believe every word he heard.

‘I’m a demon,’ Crowley said. ‘I lied.’

They sat on the rock for a long time. So long, in fact, that day turned to night and night bled back into day before another word was spoken.

‘Where are you headed next?’ Aziraphale finally asked, eyes fixed on the shimmering sea, the soft pastels of dawn pinking the water.

‘I dunno, thought I might hang around here a little longer.’ Crowley rose to his feet and stretched, hands high above his head. Aziraphale turned to watch him. ‘I’ve a house here, a nice little one-bed with its own garden, just on the outskirts of the town. I think I can stay a few more years, enjoy the wine and good weather before reporting back to Hell.’ He looked down at Aziraphale and gave him a crooked grin. Azizaphale’s eyes darted away and Crowley’s grin only widened. ‘Where are you off to?’

‘I’m not sure. I should probably head back up, check that the reports on Job’s trials don’t mention anything too out of the ordinary.’

Crowley reached out a hand and Aziraphale took it, letting himself be hoisted to his feet. His hand was warm and soft in Crowley’s. They stayed holding hands for a long moment before Aziraphale pulled his hand free and smoothed down his robes.

‘I best be off, then.’ He took a deep breath and began to make a sign in the air.

‘Wait.’

Aziraphale’s hand froze.

Crowley swallowed. ‘What if you came over to my place, to, um, you know, celebrate a job well done.’ Aziraphale cocked an eyebrow and Crowley hurried on. ‘I could cook. Show you some of the finer things the humans have managed to whip up in their kitchens. Would be a shame if you went back to Heaven without trying something other than Ox.’

Aziraphale stared at Crowley for a long moment, lips pursed. Crowley shifted awkwardly, sandaled foot scraping across coarse sand.

‘Fine.’

‘Yeah?’ Crowley couldn’t fight the grin that spread across his face.

‘But no wine, you hear me, Demon?’

Crowley threw up his hands. ‘You have my word.’

Azriaphale rolled his eyes. ‘The word of a demon, I’m sure I can put my utmost trust in that.’

Crowley tilted his head and winked, a sliver of yellow iris and slitted pupil sliding over Aziraphale's face. ‘Be at mine by sundown.’ He turned and started to stroll away.

‘How will I find your house?’ Aziraphale called after him.

Crowley swivelled, walking backwards for a few steps. ‘Follow the snakes. I’ll tell them to point the way.’

He thought he heard a quiet ‘oh, good Lord’ as he turned away and continued his walk towards town.

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What Makes Ed Happy OFMD full animatic

Here it is after over 50 hours of drawing I finished my gentle beard animatic! I love drawing these lovestruck idiots so much and I hope you guys love it as much as I do

The amazing song is written by Brye Music

Below is some of my favorite shots

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My constant struggle when writing PWP

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okay but ofmd is so casual about how much ed and stede were alone together at various points off screen. They had multiple sword fighting lessons. Presumably Ed taught Stede close combat for the unhand me or bleed move. They started having breakfast together every morning at some point. They drank and laughed together while kicking their feet. They probably slept in the same room after becoming cocaptains. they canonically changed clothes around each other.

i just love the hints to their routine domesticity and little intimacies and hope we actually get to see some of it in s2.

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Stede did follow through on his word. Just not the ones we wanted.

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It's Frenchie Friday

Frenchie (Joel Fry) in every episode | s1e3

Since we're on the subject of bad vibes, what is the plan for the remaining hostage? Not looking great, kinda bringing everyone down. Bit of a pirate pooper.

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frenchie: *playing music*

izzy: do you take requests?

frenchie: sure!

izzy: stop.

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I felt a little sad that kinktober was over so I wrote a no nut november fic to cheer myself up. Ed and Stede compete to see who can go the longest without coming. It goes about as well as can be expected of these two.

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Frenchie FuckFest!

Do YOU love Frenchie?

We do! That’s why we’re running Frenchie FuckFest, where a group of authors (including ME!) are all giving Frenchie a chance to shine. 

Featuring works by CartoonMayor, CobaltAugust, Demolitionwoman, Foxtails, Ghostalservice, Heartroots, Skrifores, Theveriest, and Wardrobespierre! 

See what’s been posted so far below the cut, and check back or subscribe to the series to see what’s still to come (spoiler: MANY more phenomenal fics)!

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