#ofmd januaury

[aiwa-sensei]

The lighthouse, the kraken, and the anchor.

[chocolatepot]

rating: T | words: 3,750 | one-shot

Diary/Journal, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Epistolary, POV Stede Bonnet, Blind Date, Oblivious Stede Bonnet, Sex Work, Bullying, Fluff and Humor

November 28 Spent the morning moping, as is my right. Ordered lunch in. Mid-afternoon received text from Ed! Mopes immediately gone. When the Badmintons set Stede up on a blind date for a prank, they did him a bigger favor than they could possibly have known.

[denizbevan]

The Blackadder crossover is here!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52990447

[nadsdraws]

I love rock and roll

So put another dime in the jukebox baby

I love rock and roll

So come and take your time and dance with me

Ed looks incredible when he moves like this, the whole set is gorgeous but the most impressive pose happens at the very end—Ed wraps his thighs around the pole and bends his spine backwards, arms in the air on his sides, hair falling to the ground. His head tilts very slightly towards the bar. Izzy's breath hitches as their eyes lock.

He said can I take ya home, where we can be alone

———

From Different Pulses

[ramsaybaggins]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet Characters: Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Israel Hands, Background Jim Jimenez, Background Archie, Background & Cameo Characters Additional Tags: First Meetings, Meet-Cute, Cosplay, Conventions, Fanfic Writers, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, OFMD JanuAUry, Fluff Summary:

“Thanks, man. Got that print you wanted.” Stede couldn’t help but do an excited bounce on the balls of his feet as Jim picked it out and handed it over. “Oh, it’s fantastic! I love it! Next time any of the actors are at a convention I’ll ask them to sign it. Incredible work!” A gasp rang out behind Stede. “Is that the Planetary Voyagers crew?”

Stede is a huge fan of a tiny 1970s BBC sci-fi show. He attends his first convention dressed as the Gentleman Space Pirate and happens to run into someone cosplaying Captain Blackbeard. A meet-cute.

Written for Day 14 of OFMD JanuAUry 2024: Fandom

[ofmdjanuaury]

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[sungmee]

for the OFMD JanuAUry event 

day 1: daemon AU except instead of a separate animal, they shapeshift, because there’s no rules and i can do what i want

[bizarrelittlemew]

At first, Stede had thought the heat between them and the intensity of their competition had been that of pure desire to defeat the other. Turns out, it was a different kind of desire altogether. ⁕⁕⁕ “Modified a charm. I think you’ll like it.” “You mess with that stuff, mate? Is that even legal?” “Probably not.” Stede shrugged. “But I only experiment on myself.”

for OFMD JanuAUry Day 18 – Hobbies + Magic school (no HP!) + Rivals

Oneshot ⇉ Read here

[kat0nline]

Lucius Spriggs, a discontented and underpaid assistant at The Gentleman Press, attends his first overseas convention with his boss, Stede Bonnet. But when a violent winter storm grounds them at the resort, and Stede falls for a handsome competitor, Lucius finds himself unwillingly sharing a room with his competition's surly editor, Izzy Hands. Things do not go as planned.

***

A modern Spriggyhands AU where there was only one bed...and a lot of feelings.

[edwardteachswombtattoo]

OFMD JanuAUry Day 1: Library

I'm mainly participating in this (kind of) so I have a good reason to finish some of my WIPs. But anyway, here's this slightly meta little fic about Librarian!Ed and Professor!Stede.

Stede had spoken five words to Edward Teach in the past month. Stede knew the exact number, he'd counted. And of those five words, two of them had been a hasty *"Excuse me"* as they knocked shoulders. So really three words. Perhaps more if you counted the customary greeting, but that was politeness.

He could have filled an entire notebook with assumptions about Edward Teach the librarian.

Edward Teach kept his hair in a neat little half-bun during work hours and let it down when he reached the parking lot, his beard was modest yet impressive, he insisted that everyone call him "Ed". He wore a knee brace, he often smelled of lavender and sea salt, his arms were covered in tattoos.

But Stede wasn't in the business of reading people, he was in the business of teaching English literature...and trawling the shelves for books about pirates.

In particular, Stede was on the hunt for any and all information he could dig up about the legendary brigand Blackbeard and his mysterious golden-haired lover. There was some mention of it, but all the books were light on the details and Stede had to put it all together from scattered sources. Who was this mysterious person and why were they so...erased? Why did Blackbeard's personal written accounts and the accounts of his various crew members make so little reference to them?

"Having some trouble, mate?"

Stede had been staring at a shelf for a whole ten minutes before Ed got up the nerve to approach him.

Ed was rather enthralled by this man, this man with his glasses and golden curls of hair who came in almost every day to ask for books about pirates. Ed had mused to Fang and Ivan about it, he'd wondered aloud if Stede was writing some kind of book or perhaps putting together a grand research venture. Ed had been told that Stede worked up at that fancy expensive school, his friend Frenchie was a professor there and he'd crossed paths with this baffling specimen of a man. And Stede would hole up in his office--or the library, as had become the routine--for hours on end with his obscure volumes about pirates.

Stede turned to Ed, the late hour was known to them both and Stede had a strange idea that Ed was putting off locking up because of him.

"I'm in need of a book," said Stede.

Ed leaned up against the shelf and grinned, his hair was in a half-bun as it almost always was during work hours.

"Books?" he said. "In a library?"

Stede's cheeks lit up, he supposed that was a rather foolish way to put it.

"There's this--this interesting little volume about a man," said Stede. "Called himself The Gentleman Pirate. I was wondering if you have it here? Or--or maybe you could tell me where I can find it? Please, it's quite urgent."

Ed's eyebrows accelerated up his forehead. Urgent, was it? He'd never heard of anyone urgently needing information about fucking pirates, but Stede seemed genuinely distressed by not being able to find this book.

"Title?" said Ed.

Stede gave him the title, Ed barely paused before confidently announcing exactly where to find that specific book.

Stede blinked, baffled and wondering if Ed was somehow making fun of him.

"You--you just know where it is?" said Stede. "Just like that?"

Ed winked. He was glad Stede was impressed by his little brain trick of having memorized where almost every book in that whole fucking library was.

"Of course I do," said Ed. "I'm a librarian, aren't I? I'll find any book."

Going for it a bit further, Ed continued.

"You're a professor?" said Ed. "Works at that fancy school with all the fancy kids and their fancy parents?"

Stede reached up to adjust his glasses, he was quite flustered by Ed knowing of him.

"I--I do," said Stede. "I, er--yes, I teach there. English literature."

Ed considered the books Stede had been looking at, he seemed especially interested in this Blackbeard person and now The Gentleman Pirate.

"Lots of pirates in English literature, are there?" said Ed.

Stede nervously flapped his hand and smiled.

"Oh, no, that's a bit of a personal project," said Stede.

He showed Ed the book, that obscure volume where he'd first come across the sketch. And he explained what he'd set out to do, his fascination with this unnamed lover who'd popped up irregularly in Blackbeard's life. Stede had taken them for another story at first, a fantasy. But the letters and the journal entries and the documents and the records--brief and scattered as they were--prompted Stede to wonder.

"It's all so romantic, isn't it?" said Stede. "Star-crossed lovers perhaps, a pair of fearsome brigands on the high seas. I--I suppose anyone can find love if they want and look for it, even pirates. It's quite the thought, pirates being soft."

Ed studied the sketch in the book, his eyebrows raised high on his forehead. He'd seen it too, but he hadn't really looked at it. He passed over it as another fiction, he wasn't too interested in piracy himself--he found it to be interesting, but no more than other subjects--but...

"Looks like you a bit," said Ed.

Stede blushed, he touched his own hair. Yes, he'd thought of that. The resemblance was rather uncanny actually, he'd had to check he wasn't being pranked by Frenchie again. But from all Stede had found, this was indeed a legitimate historical text and the sketch was real. It was just a coincidence of the oddest kind.

"You look like Blackbeard," said Stede. "Without the, er--the black beard."

Ed dragged a hand across his own modest beard, he supposed Stede was on to something with that. Except his beard was more gray and white than black, Ivan teasingly referred to it as "salt and pepper". But with more salt than pepper, Ed thought.

"Dunno, I think he's better-looking than me," said Ed.

Stede looked positively scandalized by this, as if he had never heard such nonsense in his life.

"Oh, that's not true at all!" said Stede. "You've both got such kind eyes! I--I admit he is rather good-looking, but some people aren't into that big scary pirate look. I love what you've done with your hair and your beard and your--your tattoos are so much better than his and you look so friendly."

Ed stared, he had not expected such a passionate response to what was meant to be at least partially a self-deprecating joke. Ed wagered he was a fair sight better than a highly-fictionalized and somewhat problematic illustration of a pirate in a fucking book, Ed at least wasn't that down on himself. His hair wasn't made of tentacles for starters.

"Thanks," said Ed.

Stede closed the book and spoke casually.

"I am at my wit's end," said Stede. "I've been looking for this person, I've gotten far enough to think she might have gone by some kind of title."

Ed picked up the book and turned it around in his hands, Stede had really gone deep in his search for information about Blackbeard's mysterious lover.

"How do you know they're a woman?" said Ed. "Could be a guy. Handsome guy with great hair. That sounds more Blackbeard's style, yeah?"

Stede waved his hand in Ed's direction.

"Oh, they could be anyone at this stage," said Stede. "But The Gentleman Pirate, whoever they might be, kept extensive records of their travels. Perhaps they crossed paths."

Ed took hold of the back of a chair with both hands.

"Maybe they were lovers, him and this--this Gentleman Pirate," said Ed. "That'd be quite the love story, wouldn't it?"

Stede's face lit up, no one had taken so much interest in his silly little research. No one seemed to get it. But it was a romance, it was captivating in that way alone. If Stede could uncover all of this, it might be the greatest romance ever told. He didn't care if it was a fiction or not, he wanted to know.

"Oh, it would!" he said. "I--I should write a book about it! A play! Yes, a play."

He had never written a play or a book in his entire life, but how hard could it be? Just words on paper, millions of people had done it before. Stede could surely get it finished in between teaching classes and all that, it sounded like a marvelous little project to fill up his extra time. Not that he had a lot of free time, but writing was a hobby Stede had wanted to try taking up.

"What's it called, this play?" said Ed.

Stede rattled off the first title that came to his head, he was starting to think he might actually write a book. Or a play, he could write a play and have it...produced, he might get Frenchie and his other fellow professors to be in it. None of them had done theater before, but surely getting into it was the first step?

"Love on the High Seas, the Romance of a Gentleman and a Pirate," said Stede, breathless with enthusiasm.

Absolute mouthful of a title, but Stede didn't care. He was already going through potential casting choices for this completely unwritten play. Of course John would play the titular Gentleman Pirate. Maybe he could attach Frenchie to be Blackbeard? And he had people in mind for Blackbeard's crew and The Gentleman Pirate's crew, he was certain they'd want to do it after he explained.

"Would you like to be in it?" said Stede. "As--as Blackbeard--or maybe his first mate--"

Ed pretended to think on it, he thought that if Stede did somehow produce a play--he wasn't holding his breath for it, but Stede seemed deranged enough to try--he might actually like to be in it. He'd been on stage only once in his life and that wasn't a fucking disaster for the ages, maybe Ed should give it a second shot? He did like theater, he liked special effects.

"Depends," said Ed. "Just writing it, are you? Or are you in it too?"

Stede looked surprised, he hadn't thought of whether or not he could write and be in this play. He supposed that was unorthodox and he wasn't an actor, but...

"I'd have to take the starring role then," said Stede. "And you'd be--you'd be Blackbeard? I think you'd make a wonderful Blackbeard, Ed. You've got his devastating good looks."

Ed blushed, he didn't believe his good looks were devastating and he wasn't sure how he felt about being compared to an illustration of a pirate in a book. Or the fact that Stede had called him good-looking in about three different ways in the past minutes.

"Library's closing," said Ed. "I should be getting locked up."

He wanted to talk more about this highly experimental play that Stede's brain was cooking up, but he was supposed to have gotten everything finished about an hour ago. He'd been hesitating because Stede was clearly having a difficult time finding what he needed.

He paused. Fuck it.

"You'll be here tomorrow night, right?" said Ed. "Maybe--maybe we can have more of a talk?"

Stede considered. He had no one to approach about this play business, he had no one who'd be interested in the book he might be writing, he had no one who'd share his excitement over any breakthroughs in his research.

"I shall try to be here," said Stede. "I might be, er--fashionably late."

Ed raised his eyebrow, he wasn't certain what fashionably late meant but...Stede said he'd try to be there. And Ed would try not to get his hopes smashed if Stede didn't show up, if it wasn't as if Stede had invited Ed into his life or anything of that sort.

"Hope I'll see you then," said Ed. "Hope you find what you're looking for. The love story."

Stede let out a sigh.

"I hope Blackbeard was happy," said Stede. "It'll be quite disappointing if they had a falling out, nothing like a bad breakup to ruin the mood."

Ed patted Stede's shoulder heartily.

"I'm sure they found each other in the end, lived happily ever after," said Ed. "Some of them do, yeah?"

Pirates hardly ever got happy endings in history, Ed was sure of that. But...maybe they were content, Blackbeard and his mysterious lover? Ed was certain he would have taken that over everything, being content. He was content with Stede at the moment, he'd be content again when they sat down to talk more about Stede's research. And Ed was still alive, so he was probably doing a fair bit better than Blackbeard.

[aiwa-sensei]

OFMD JanyAUry day 2: Fairytale

Follow the salt&pepper rabbit!

[chocolatepot]

For @ofmdjanuaury!

3,897 words | rated T | one-shot

Ed/Stede

Alternate Universe - Edwardian, Performing Arts, female impersonation, First Kiss, Polari, POV Blackbeard | Edward Teach, gender is a performance

It always felt funny, putting trousers back on after a show. Not bad, just … somehow that was always the wakeup call to change the way he held himself, moved his hands, tilted his head. The reminder to bring his voice back down to a growl and to try not to throw coquettish glances around. Ed is the best female impersonator in London, and Stede is his biggest fan.

[denizbevan]

It's heeeeere!

The 1722 Winter Olympics have begun!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53127211

[amuseoffyre]

Day 2 of OFMD Jan-AU-ry.

A Noble Quest - Fairytale

The gallant Sir Stede is on a Quest to rid the vale of a formidable dragon!

[yerbamansa]

I never do this kind of thing because I don't think I'm great at it, but since I maybe need a little inspo for my own pre-existing AU and these are all pretty nice and soft, I am gonna give it a shot--and time to think it through...

already took a quick pass on which prompts/characters i might wanna explore.

[kaelleid]

never believe it's not so

OFMD, Izzy & the crew of the Revenge, 2.6k words

The crew decides Stede Bonnet is a witch. Izzy would like for them to stop talking about it and go back to work. Written for OFMD JanuAUry Day 14 - Magic.