#kevin fang

[soapybananaz]

Happy Birthday OFMD! For day eleven I drew Fang!

[archetank]

… Thorns & all x

My turn to draw the spiky cuddle 🥹

[ritalacochona]

Has the Fandom chosen a date for Calypso's birthday or does it pop up whenever we most need it?

[neiyuu]

We need an AU where Fang and Roach run a SPA.

[cobra-creampuff]

does Fang wear any accessories on his hands? anybody got costume ref handy?

[mon-ster-chen]

💫 Dec. 06th, St. Nicholas Day 🎅🥾

[saltpepperbeard]

Y'ALL SURE ARE

[laniidae-passerine]

Our Flag Means Death Season 2 Episodes 4 + 5 Reductress Headlines

[cosmicgendershifter]

... (FINAL UPDATE FROM DAVID 4/16)

Guards swarm Ricky’s still-twitching body. The valet is nowhere to be seen. One of the cards reads: "The crew of Stede Bonnet’s Revenge did this."

...

Stede and Ed collect themselves and think of who might wish them dead. Ed: “Long list, mate.” Stede: “Not for me. But those who wish me dead must really mean it.”

Applejack happens upon the cave: “You guys, that was nuts.” He hands over a bloodied envelope. It reads: “Stede Bonnet." Applejack: “Someone left this on the front desk.”

Stede opens it and reads. His eyebrows raise. A husky voice: “Dearest Bonnet. You don’t know me. But I know you. Oh, do I know you.”

CUT TO: A fancy writing desk. Military and naval trophies adorn the walls. An elderly hand writes the letter: “You have taken so very much from me and mine. So now I will take all from you and yours.”

We scan the walls and pass a portrait. Captain Nigel Badminton, in better times (aka alive). We pass a portrait of Admiral Chauncey Badminton. We pass many portraits of the other members of the Badminton family, all played by Rory Kinnear, men, women, and children, old and otherwise.

“We are a proud family, Stede Bonnet…” We land on the letter writer. A verrrry elderly Sir Thomas Badminton. He is joined by his wife, Lady Eunice Badminton (both Rory). “And we will ride your kind directly into hell. After taking everyone you love.” Eunice: “Advise him we’re taking his lover first.” Sir Thomas: “Yes, dear.”

Back at the cave, Stede reads: “By now, your crew will be hunted for the murder of a high official.” In New York City, our crew slinks around trying to avoid detection.

CUT TO: A stained glass window. A familiar voice, it’s Mary Bonnet, arranging flowers in her Barbados home: “We know where your abandoned family lives. Where your children sleep.”

The cave. Stede looks up at Ed, ashen: “Mary. The kids.” Ed: “Guess we’d better get going, then.” Stede: “This isn’t your fight. It’s not your family.” Ed: “Your fight is my fight. Your family is my family.”

Applejack: “You guys are the fucking best.” Stede and Ed turn to him. Stede: “Who exactly are you?” Ed: “Seriously, mate, what the fuck?”

Applejack: “I know, I know; I’ll tell you on the way. You were good to a friend of mine. So I’m gonna be good to you.” Ed: “Who?” Applejack: “You buried him on that beach. Let’s get going.”

Stede: “At least tell us your name. It can’t be Applejack.” Applejack: “Theodore. Or Ted. No one’s called me either in ages.” Ed: “Thanks, Ted.” Applejack: “All good, mate. I’ll be outside.”

As Applejack leaves, Ed and Stede regard each other. Stede: “Can we trust him?” Ed: “Dunno. If not, we’ll knife him quick.” (Reprise of "Out in the Streets": “He grew up on the sidewalk, streetlight shinin' above. He grew up with no-one to love. He grew up on the sidewalk.”)

Wide of Stede and Ed walking off with Applejack. (“He grew up running free. He grew up, and then he met me.")

The inn burns; bodies litter the beach. We pan to Izzy’s grave. A seagull lands on it. Blackout.

...

We hear waves and gulls. And hollow-sounding wind.

A different beach. All looks grey and washed-out. A gull lands, walks a pace. The gull’s tracks in the wet sand seem to morph into something other than webbed flippers. They eventually become imprints of human feet.

A naked man with long white hair walks the beach. It’s Nathaniel Buttons. But his eyes are icy blue now, his hair white as snow. He has no use for clothes.

He comes upon a figure lying in the sand. Two feet. Two legs. A torso, dressed in black.

The figure sits up with a start and a gasp. It’s Izzy Hands. Buttons: “Dunna try t’talk. Yer in th’ gravy basket, ol’ friend. Doggie heaven.” Izzy does try to talk, but it’s a useless rasp. Buttons: “Shh shh shh. We’ve much to discuss, luv.”

...

Back where we started, many, many years later. The editor looks at the manuscript, pages scattered on the desk. Thoughtfully: “This is some wild shit.”

End of Christmas (Valentine��s?) special episode 💜🏴‍☠️🦄🚬

DJenk's Bluesky OFMD Story

I decided to reformat David Jenkins' ongoing Bluesky story about our favorite gay pirates in non-skeet form, just so that it's easier to read on this here Tumblr platform. To be very clear, this is written by him. Original thread can be found thusly!

...

1775. An editor comes into work on Christmas Eve to find a manuscript on his desk. The title: A HISTORY OF PYRATES by Charles Johnson. (We have no budget, so we’ll say the editor is played by Michael Stuhlbarg).

He thumbs through the draft: a scene where a silly fancy pirate robs a fern from some fishermen. Another where he crosses blades in the moonlight with the legendary Blackbeard. Another where they pine for each other from a great distance. He thumbs further, grudgingly interested. These two pirates settle down with each other. They start a B&B.

Huh. The editor is interested now. He reads the last third of the manuscript in detail:

...

(Open on a beach. Nancy Sinatra’s “You Only Live Twice” plays. The track from the movie; this is important. It has the best intro and for some reason is only sporadically available on Spotify).

We use the classic James Bond opening iris to find a now established inn on a beautiful stretch of beach. White linen flows beautifully as it’s laid out on a table. Laid by co-innkeeper Ed, with great satisfaction. He lays out glassware. Perfect. Flowers. Perfect. He is content in this working meditation. He is precise in his adjustments to create beauty. (Over the following: “You only live twice, or so it seems: Once for your life and once for your dreams.”)

Meanwhile, a cluster of frustrated guests attempt to check in with a flustered Stede. The inn has become quite popular. A well-heeled family has hired it out to host a wedding banquet. They’re dicks. Very demanding. This is a Christmas event, and they want everything to be perfect. Stede’s overwhelmed and put-upon at the front desk; Ed’s nowhere to be found (Song: “You drift through the years, and life seems tame.”)

The year is 1719, two years after the events of the second season. The inn has become a bit of a bougie destination. A kitschy remnant of the bygone golden age of piracy run by two eccentrics who were apparently involved somehow.

Stede assures the guest of honor that their stay will be smooth. They’ve rented out the entire inn, after all. The guest asks him if the rumors of his pirate days were true. Stede says they’re largely embellished. A marketing hook that has worked to attract attention. He looks at a model of a pirate ship on the front desk.

[bizarrelittlemew]

Fang and Oluwande going directly from threatening each other's lives to fist-bumping 🤜🤛

[arianwyn-art]

little late but here are my fav pieces of 2024!

[smudgeandfrank]

Kitty Fang might look big and tough, but he is the BIGGEST LOVE BUG! 🤍🐈‍⬛🤍 He will CRUSH you with cuddles and loves his lil' toesies petted! 🤍🐈‍⬛🤍 He also loves to play with fishies and snuggle with Izzy and Ivan.

[izzyrarepairkinkmeme]

[FANG/IZZY centric +pet adoption +optional accidental/impractical acquisition of a child]

An Izzy lives AU where Stede and Ed have still left.

Izzy is working through his shit and living his best life totally against his will. Him and Fang connect in a way that is totally new for them. Which makes Izzy look back on their shared history together and, with new understanding, feels guilty.

So he gets him a guilt puppy!

The crew help him plan the surprise, and It's all very cute with Izzy hiding the dog in a barrel then telling Fang to fetch something from it for him.

But Fang struggles to get excited and starts to say no even as he cuddles into it. Izzy being dramatic, swears his sword to her like a knight from a fairy tale.

"Now will you keep the fucking dog now?" Izzy: kneeling down in front of a weeping Fang who's just frantically nodding.

(The crew are watching like "Did they just get engaged over a dog?")

They settle into a nice routine with the puppy and continue to bond even more over co-dog-parenting. Fang uses Izzy's promise to rope him into their care, Izzy is too smitten with both of them to put up an opposition.

Optional: Before they get together, the dog gets turned into a human (age depending on the author). They can talk and still remember things from being a dog (i,e knows Fizzy as their dads) and is still very much dog in mannerisms and personality. So now their just straight-up co-parenting a feral goblin of a child/person.

♠

[starlingfawn]

redesign for artfight.....

[isawiitch]

goodbye riverdale :’)

[artsyape]

Cheers mate