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follows-the-bees · 6 months

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2x4 Filmmaking Analysis

Breakdown of the 'love confession" scene in "Fun and Games."

This scene means so much to me and I've avoided breaking it down for a while, but it's time! Be still, my heart.

The set and lighting is soft and romantic. They are surrounded by neutral colors: browns, reds, and yellows, which also match their clothing. The blanket Ed hides under is cream with only hints of dark grey/black, reflecting the light and love Stede is about to surround him with.

The scene starts with Ed lying down, the large room behind him. He is curled toward the back of the couch, and just like the pillow fort and tub, this shuts out the world, offering a cocoon of comfort.

Stede walks into the room but he doesn't remain standing, above Ed. He sits down to be level with him, facing him but on the table, because he isn't trying to invade his space.

They stay in this two shot, showing that this is about them, as Stede softly speaks to Ed. Ed doesn't come out of the blanket until he starts to tell his opinion "fair!?" And he sits up further as he evens out the conversation. He rises completely, and his voice is the loudest as he yells at Stede about "it was supposed to hurt."

Stede diffuses the situation with a quiet "alright," which immediately quiets Ed, and he turns his body to plant his feet on the floor.

Stede isn't afraid to call Ed out/correct assumptions. First with the head butt and then the whim comment. It puts them on equal footing at this point (literally and figuratively) and their clothes also reflect this. Ed's top half is his black leathers, with the light tan blanket while Stede is wearing a tan shirt and dark pants.

A small candle is lit between them in the background. Lights have been used in both seasons to represent them finding each other, being the light for each other in the darkness.

Stede doesn't move over to sit next to Ed until this equal footing. He has been waiting months to tell Ed the truth, to tell him how he feels. And he doesn't hesitate here. Sitting next to Ed, turned toward him, but not touching, not invading his space. Just like MerStede, real life Stede never invades Ed's space, tries to persuade him with touch, or does anything without his consent.

The nice part of this conversation is that it doesn't come across as rehearsed. He starts to tell his side of the story and bounces off the whim-prone comment from Ed. And Ed responds about being "all in." He stays facing forward, not yet looking at Stede since he sat down next to Ed.

Ed turns slightly to Stede when the comment of the beard comes up. This is once again a miscommunication between them. Ed thinks shaving off the beard represents Stede not liking Ed for Ed, but rather for Blackbeard. But Stede corrects him, saying he likes his chin and beard at any length. AKA, he likes Ed for Ed, not for Blackbeard. This is the point when Ed starts to soften and look toward Stede.

The small candle between them appears closer in the shots with Ed in the foreground and Stede in the background. It often "touches" Ed's face, and shines bright like Stede's love for Ed right now.

The scene then takes a turn for the romantic as the song Träumerei starts to play. Ed cuts off Stede after "I love" because he isn't ready to hear I love you yet from him. But he still turns his head to look at Stede.

Stede immediately stops talking and reconsiders what he wants to say. He only proclaims "I love everything about you," once Ed turns and looks at him again, giving a silent continue. And he tells Ed "you don't have to say it back to me." He knows Ed isn't ready for that. And he isn't asking for that.

Ed responds with "I'm not about to" but immediately turns toward Stede, and not in a challenging way like I dare you to get mad, but a soft one that is accessing. Stede responds by looking down, once again considering his words. When he looks up, Ed turns his head and looks at him, so Stede continues his praises. "I love being near you. It's nice. Feels good. Breathing the same air."

Ed doesn't turn away the entire time Stede makes his speech, letting the words sink in, and after, he fully makes eye contact with Stede, smiling at him for the first time since they reunited.

This moment isn't about the both of them professing their love for each other, but it is about them talking, getting on equal footing again, and more importantly Stede being able to tell Ed he loves him. Stede is the one who left, and he is finally getting the chance to explain, to tell Ed how he feels about him.

Ed, on the other hand, gets to hear those words. Learns that it isn't just the Blackbeard persona Stede fell in love with, but rather "I love your chin, naked or otherwise."

This is a wonderful first step to them reconciling. They express so much not only in words, but in body language. Each time Ed turns and looks at Stede, he's giving him consent to keep talking, and Stede responds to this, only talking when given permission. They are attune to each other's every movement.

This whole scene is soft and intimate. There aren't any fancy camera movements. They start with both in frame, cut to single shots while they lightly disagree, and the rest of the scene cuts between two medium shots with both in frame, showing the positive progression of their stance together. The shots are also static since they are on land and don't have to worry about the movement of the ocean.

The quietness of the scene adds to the romance: only their song, the clocks ticking, and their voices can be heard. The softness of Stede's voice draws you in, makes you want to hear everything he wants to say, and just like Ed, the audience is hanging off of every word.

I love this scene and the filmmaking and acting, all parts of production make it the perfect unconventional yet character appropriate love confession.

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd season 2 #stede bonnet #ofmd stede #ofmd edward teach #gentlebeard #blackbeard x stede #blackbonnet #ofmd season two meta analysis #ofmd meta #taika waititi #rhys darby #fun and games #ofmd 2x4

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amuseoffyre · 5 months

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@triflesandparsnips made a rather spiffy observation on my post about Ed and face-touching:

It may be worthwhile, considering how much face/mouth violence Ed is sensitive to -- and when we see or hear about it -- to do a review of how much of that face sensitivity is also associated with food and eating.

And hooboy, I ended up down a rabbithole thinking about Ed and food and it got so long, it earned itself its own little post.

These are all the food/eating related moments that tie in directly to Ed having strong emotional responses. I didn't limit it to just the face-touching because there's a lot of emotional mess going on as well.

When Stede wakes him for brekkie in 1x04, he recoils immediately as he wakes, until he realises who's beside him (especially pertinent since Ed wakes in 2x03 and asks if anything was done to him while he was unconscious - he even anticipates harm while sleeping).

in 1x05, when he's being taught the intricacies of dining and the French captain slaps on his big red trauma button while he's sitting at a dining table and already feeling out of his depth with all the tablewear.

Cut to the flashback in 1x05 which has him and his mum talking quietly in one part of the room, but his father is there, slumped and drunk on the family dining table, setting the domestic sphere as a place of constant present threat.

Later in 1x05, when he's alone at the party, he's freaking out over not knowing how to deal with this kind of fancy-folk dining and then someone touches his face - double-whammy of the emotional stuff and the physical.

1x06 gives us the main flashback to his childhood and his father's violent reaction to 'slop' and 1x07 has stressed, out-of-his-comfort-zone hangry Ed, trying desperately to keep up the Blackbeard appearance ("Blackbeard can't be seen treasure hunting!") and again, something touches his body/head unexpectedly and he lashes out defensively.

There is so much going on in the brekkie scene that I can't even get into it here. Ed trying to code-switch between the way he interacts with Stede and Jack respectively, but most significantly, when Jack talks over him and ignores him trying to change the subject about violence he's done in the past, Ed shrinks down in the chair, doing the small-and-quiet thing he does when he's unhappy (one day I will yell about Ed taking refuge surrounding himself with gold/yellow things - blankets, chairs, robes, pillowforts. His version of the battle jacket).

1x10 has several moments. First is the marmalade - there's something child-like about the blanket fort and eating sweet sticky things with his fingers, taking comfort in food and hiding.

The second is something that is viscerally explained in S2 - when he forcefeeds Izzy his own toe. The contrast of the brutality and the very paternal "now don't forget to chew" like an adult talking to a child gave me chills the first time I watched it.

The last thing in 1x10 isn't necessarily food, but hooooboy there is something in the way he sets himself up at what was Stede's brekkie table, putting on the worst of personas possible, that is very much reminding me of his dad at the table in a bare, empty home, lit by a single candle, in that first flashback.

And now, into S2, and our man starts things in a totally healthy and normal way - eating the cake with his weapon. And, more importantly, "did everybody get cake?" Again, we have the juxtaposition of implicitly care-taking language against the surrounding violence and brutality.

The gravy basket tells us so much as well - he wakes up to the horror of being vulnerable, trapped by his own body and force-fed by someone who we learn had a habit of forcefeeding live crabs to people and who had threatened to flay Ed's skin off and feed it to him. He's rightfully afraid that anything Hornigold feeds him might be poisoned.

Once again, we have the parental energy of "open up for the cargo ship" tangled up with the fear of threat and violence and horror - poisoning, flaying and force-feeding.

Ed's fear has the two utterly bound up together, inescapably so. His father shaped his childhood and Hornigold stepped into that role when Ed became an outlaw.

But even in this messy and horrifying confrontation with his own psyche and layered up with the horrors he's lived through as a boy, some part of Ed still desperately wants the comfort and security of food and home, especially when the food his subconscious is gathering for him are the ingredients for Māori boil-up, something his mother would very likely have made for them.

It speaks measures that the three things he wants to live for include good food and warmth and orgasms. No fame. No glory. No reputation. Just to be loved and safe and warm and fed.

Jump forward to 2x04 and dinner with Bonny and Read. Ed is unsurprised by the degree of violence happening throughout, but does hesitate when poison comes into the equation - "I got the present you left for me in my glass" - Ed immediately sets down his glass, staring at it warily. Again, calling back to the Gravy Basket and his fear that anything given to him might be poisoned.

He's already on edge and off-balance - "not sure what's real and what's the basket" and there may or may not be poison and knives and the person he trusted may or may not betray him again and he's already spinning out when Anne - who had already declared her intention to provoke Ed and Mary - cheerfully lands the bombshell of why Stede left him.

No small wonder he storms out of the room, but it does lead to them having a much-needed conversation and he and Stede are on a much steadier footing after.

And then, of course, we have the breakfast of 2x07. This one is especially significant because Ed makes the brekkie then disposes of his leathers. He's actively trying to step from one mode of life to another, from the Blackbeard-and-Piracy into the domestic, softer life he's been quietly craving his entire life.

Only, as he says himself, "I don't think I've ever made regular breakfast for anyone before". He's trying, but it's something new and unfamiliar to him and it's "my way of saying thank you".

And lastly, we have the scene with the fisherman and his son where Ed has shoe-horned himself into what he thinks is the solution to all his problems and also includes a father-son dynamic, because our man can't do anything without his daddy issues rearing their ugly head.

Once again, Ed is out of his depth, but at the opposite end of the scale from the party ship. This is a place he thinks he should fit but he doesn't. This is the domesticity he craved, but without understanding or appreciating the real work that is needed to get there.

And once again, over a meal, he has an angry father expressing violence. "Control your pop-pop!" he tells the boy who is around the same age as he was when he killed his father. But he doesn't fight back, he doesn't strike out at Pop-pop, and the son steps between them and pulls his dad back several times.

And it's this father-figure's words that ring in Ed's ears when he realises Stede may be in danger. "If you were ever good at anything, do that". And if there's one thing Ed Teach is good at, it's fighting for the people he loves.

In conclusion our Mr. Teach wants a safe and comfortable home-life, with food and warmth (and orgasms), but he has no real experience of what that is really like or how to get it. His entire life has been a succession of threats and danger and men who would do harm to people in their charge, especially when they were unarmed, defenceless and vulnerable.

He doesn't know how to be safe yet, because he's never experienced it. All he's known until this point is a life of violence and danger and while he tried to move away from that, the violence and danger was still there - as Stede put it, there's no escaping it in their line of work.

But now, at the end of S2, for the first time in his life, he is actually able to say "No, I need to be away from piracy" because his whole journey through both seasons has been him trying and trying to step away from the life that has him by the throat.

And now, he's finally been able to do it and he's not alone. He has someone he's safe with and who is willing to do the work with him to help him figure things out. And give him good food, warmth and, of course, orgasms.

#ofmd #ofmd meta #ofmd thinkie thoughts #blackbeard #ed teach #long post

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itsclydebitches · 2 years

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Post-canon universe where Mary ends up becoming a tattoo artist.

It starts when Ed winds up visiting the Bonnet household. Maybe he went there after Stede’s “death” only to learn that the Gentleman Pirate is out looking for him. Maybe this is post-reunion and they’ve just popped by to check on the kids. Whatever the reason, Ed ends up hitting it off with Mary and is particularly enamored with her art studio because holy shit you did the lighthouse painting!

He needs a version of that on his body. Now.

And Mary is like, I’m sorry, Mr. Blackbeard sir, but the human body is a slightly different canvas from what I’m used to and I’ve never—

But Ed is already waving her off. You think pirates know what the fuck they’re doing either? Nah. You get a buddy sloshed on rum, promise him it’s gonna look great, tattoo something on his ass, and then keep out of reach when he first sees it in a shaving mirror. It looks like shit. Of course it does! But then you do it to someone else and it looks a little less shitty. Then again and again until hey, that’s some talent right there! So go to town. Can’t look any worse than what Izzy first put on his back.

By this point Ed has hopped up onto a table and pulled a kit seemingly out of nowhere. He’s also got his shirt off—this is fine—and Mary has to admit, some of his tats really are awful. Not all of them! But enough that she can precisely pick out where some drunk sailor was trying out a needle for the first time. And yeah, she could easily justify this through fear, telling herself that it’s not like she can say no to the intimidating, legendary Blackbeard. Dating Stede or not, the guy could slash her throat in an instant. Actually, dating Stede is a mark against any mental stability.

The reality though is that it isn’t fear that convinces her. Mary just looks at the spots of crappy ink and thinks, Fuck. I could do better than that.

So she does.

Mary might not know tattooing yet, but she’s got an eye for art and she picks up the mechanics quickly. At her request Alma brings in a bottle of something far nicer than rum—casting an interested look towards the pirate that reminds Mary, with a trickle of worry, that she always was her father’s daughter—and they spend a surprisingly pleasant afternoon with Mary experimenting and Ed commenting on her paintings. Is that flower a vagina, Mary? Yes it is, god, no one else gets that!

Mary tattoos a lighthouse onto Ed’s arm, entwining it with one of his tentacles. It’s nothing fancy, but Ed leaves the Bonnet household pleased as fucking punch.

Which means, of course, that a few months later Stede shows back up (in a terrible disguise) begging her to give him his own lighthouse on the opposite arm.

Stede Bonnet, are you really asking for the symbol of our now defunct marriage after you left me, came back, came out as gay, and then had the gall to fall in love with the most dangerous pirate on the seven seas?

…Yes?

Yeah, alright, fine. Get on the table.

Mary has been practicing since she last saw Ed, discovering that she loves the permanence of tattooing—putting her art on a moving canvas; a part of someone’s very identity, not just their home. Though it’s hardly considered good form in their community, she even managed to find a tutor after promising Doug that she wouldn’t fall in love with this one. Or if she does, she’s not going to throw him over for the new guy. You should really talk to Stede’s friend Lucius, Doug. He has fantastic ideas about the whole thing.

Stede tells Mary all about their lighthouse fuckery while she works and she finds that this story is a damn bit more romantic than their awkward wedding vows. In the end, this lighthouse is far more detailed than Ed’s, with steadier lines and a bit of shading, and Mary can’t help but think that it fits their personalities quite well. Stede is so happy he forgets himself and plants an exuberant kiss on Mary’s cheek. She just laughs.

From there other members of The Revenge show up when it’s safe for them to sneak into town, all of them wanting ink from a member of their Captain’s family. Their family, now. After she’s given Jim a pair of crossed knives and Oluwande a small orange tree on his back; Frenchie a recreation of his lute and the Swede the notes of his favorite song, word starts to spread to other crews. Wherever The Revenge goes they show off their ink. Even when they don’t, Mary’s developing a style that’s noticeable in any tavern or seedy alleyway—far nicer work than what anyone else has got.

The first time an unknown pirate shows up on their doorstep in the dead of night, Mary very nearly stabs him with one of the knives Jim gifted her. She whisper-yells at the poor bastard about manners and coming during business hours, really, what is wrong with you? After a sheepish apology, she brews an obscene amount of coffee and inks a child’s portrait onto the man’s arm. It’s by far the most challenging tat she’s done to date and somewhere around 4:00am, bleary-eyed and energized, Mary thinks that she’ll never want to do anything else again.

More pirates come after that. Doug worries. Mary reassures. As a compromise, she starts taking clients while her widow group meets. The presences of nine or so women who have nothing to lose—alongside Evelyn glaring from the corner—is more than enough to keep even the toughest ruffian in line.

Which isn’t to say that every client is a good experience. Oh no. Mary learns and more importantly, she listens, figuring out which pirates have beef with an ally of The Revenge, or who would sooner sell out their own than part with a single coin. On the truly worrisome visitors, the ones who do nothing to endear themselves during the long session or any of the repeat visits, Mary adds a small flower to their designs. Just her signature, she assures them, but everyone on The Revenge knows that it’s a message: don’t trust this one, watch your back.

Most though are surprisingly pleasant to spend time with. Sweethearts just dealing with a fair bit of trauma, as her ex-husband might say. When they thank her and try to press purses into her hand, Mary just shakes her head. It’s not like she needs the money. Instead, she draws out promises that they’ll do right by The Revenge and its co-captains, should they ever cross paths. When her family visits, Mary hears many tales about the crews that unexpectedly assisted during a tough raid, offered a good deal on supplies, bought them all drinks when they came into port.

Mary is the laughingstock of the town. She’s the woman whose husband ran out on her to become a criminal and then didn’t even have the decency to stay away, instead dying in a thoroughly tactless fashion. She’s the woman who gave up a lucrative painting career to instead take up a lowlife’s art form—if it could even be called such—with all manner of scoundrels calling on her. She’ll end badly, wait and see.

Mary is beloved by the pirate community. She’s the darling of Blackbeard and the Gentleman Pirate, more than capable of holding her own with both. She’s the woman whose ink you want etched into your skin—always safe to visit, always compassionate, and unspeakably talented. She’ll go far, wait and see.

Of course, it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Mary teaches Louis how to draw and makes Alma promise that she’ll finish her education before following her father to sea; she takes Doug to bed each night and with his encouragement visits Evelyn many afternoons. She’s happy.

Shockingly, so is everyone else. Mary isn’t entirely sure what to make of the waspish man who shows up on her doorstep one afternoon, but he’s easily recognizable based on Stede and Ed’s descriptions. Israel Hands has just three tattoos: the ace of spades to mark his time in the Navy, the swallow for a well-traveled pirate, and a lopsided cross on his cheek that Mary almost asks about, before thinking better of it.

He wants a fourth tattoo. A lighthouse on the back of his neck.

It’s been a long time since Mary first started tattooing. It’s not that she forgot about her previous lighthouses, of course not, but any additional meaning doesn’t register as she works up a design to show Izzy. After all, he’s a sailor. A pirate. Most of them want something to connect them to the sea and there are only so many objects that do that.

The placement is a bit odd though. Mary warns him that he’ll have to keep his hair short for the tattoo to show, shaving the fine hairs regularly. Izzy just grunts and mutters for her to get to it. Mary doesn’t realize the significance of him allowing her to hold a razor to his neck, in his blind-spot no less. At this point, she’s considered an extension of the only two allowed to do the same.

This lighthouse is perfect. After years of work Mary is easily able to navigate the muscles in Izzy’s neck; the thin scar that—she shivers—is just a little too close to his jugular. Mary knows how to make her art catch the eye when Izzy stands tall and how to keep it from looking absurd whenever he twists his head. She doesn’t know this man well, but Mary senses that this piece should be meticulous and detailed, not a single line out of place. So she pours everything into the image, holding Izzy steady with a grip he doesn’t flinch from.

It's only months later, when the family comes back to visit, that Mary realizes what she’s helped accomplish. Izzy stands between his two captains and from the back she sees that all the lighthouses are balanced, like the top of a nautical star.

Oh, Mary thinks as Ed slips a hand onto the small of Izzy’s back; Izzy leans his shoulder into Stede’s. There it is.

#OFMD #Our Flag Means Death #Mary Bonnet #Steddy Hands #Izzy Hands #Edward Teach #ofmdfic

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iris-writesx · 5 months

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now that i’m grown i’m scared of ghosts | gentlebeard

read it here, or read it on ao3 <3

akdkwf i feel like this one is WAY worse than the last fic i posted, so everyone be nice about it. i wanted to write hurt-comfort so bad and i was thinking for ages about what to write, but then i realised i obviously had to inflict pain onto stede. go me :,)

but if anybody has any ideas for more fics like this please tell me!!! i’d love to get inspiration from other people <33

title is from “would've, could’ve, should’ve” by taylor swift x

2k words — hurt-comfort and whumpy, nightmare fic, mentions of stede’s trauma, panic attack, vomiting

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He had never seen so much blood.

Of course, that was a hard statement to make as a pirate — but Stede wasn’t sure, now, if he had ever truly been one.

But he really hadn’t ever seen so much blood before. He didn’t even know that someone’s head contained so much of the stuff. He couldn’t look away.

Chauncey — or what was left of the poor sod, anyways — was splayed out on the floor in front of him, his head fired open by the gunshot, bleeding out into the damp greenery beneath him. Stede’s stomach lurched as he stared, but he couldn’t look away. Even as he heard himself scream — a deep guttural noise that he felt as it ripped itself from his chest — he couldn’t look away.

It was his fault. His fault.

People kept dying and it was because of him.

Nigel was dead, Chauncey was dead, Izzy had almost died, and he had essentially killed Blackbeard — “You even managed to bring history’s greatest pirate to ruin.” — and who’s to say it wouldn’t happen again-

Chauncey’s body shifted and Stede felt himself scream again, stumbling backwards. Just as he had seen visions of Nigel — impaled by his sword, talking to him — Chauncey lifted his head, or what was left of it, and Stede felt cold with the horror that flooded him, then, as Chauncey lifted the gun once more, aiming at him.

“The Stede Bonnet reign of terror ends toni-”

Stede was rigid as he flinched awake, his heart in his throat, breathing so rapidly that he was near on hyperventilating. It took him a moment to blink and recognise his surroundings, but it was the warmth of Ed beside him that grounded him. Asleep beside him, hugging most of the covers, Ed looked peaceful.

He didn’t even realise that he was crying until his chest hitched, painfully so, and Stede had to wipe his eyes as his vision blurred over with his tears. It wasn’t a conscious decision to get up and out of bed, he just started walking, out of the Captain’s quarters and out towards the deck.

He used to do it a lot, when he was a child. Sneaking out into the garden at night when he was upset to look at the stars. It always calmed him. A habit he had picked up again since going to sea, he went out when he was feeling upset to stargaze. Sometimes it helped. Distracted him enough from the plagues of his mind to calm down, and by the time he had named as many constellations as he could remember off the top of his head, he was calm enough to return to bed.

But as Stede reached the edge of the deck, gripped the railing with such a tight grip that his knuckles went white and his hands shook, he could tell that this time the stars wouldn’t help. In fact, being outside on his own probably made it worse. Stede gasped for air, sobs erupting up and out of his already sore chest, and he could do nothing but hold onto the railing and cry.

He felt like a child, and whenever he felt like a child, he thought of his father.

“A weak-hearted, soft-handed, lily-livered little rich boy. That’s all you’ll ever be.”

He was right, annoyingly and embarrassingly so. If his father could see him now he’d just be disappointed. Ashamed. Regretful.

What had he become? A façade of a pirate who had nothing other than a string of deaths and mistakes haunting him.

He couldn’t even say that he had the accomplishment of being a father, after he had left Mary and the kids to chase his silly little dream. Of course, the second time he had left her he did it right, but he often thought about his old family sometimes, his children.

And Ed… he had messed up so many times on that front. Sure, now they were stronger than ever, they were something, but it didn’t change the fact that Stede had fucked up. He had left him, and Ed had become… become The Kraken, which in itself had caused so many unnecessary horrors.

Like Izzy’s leg…

Stede could remember the first time he had realised just what had happened. Saw the look on Izzy’s face — the grief — and realised that he had pushed Ed so far that he had hurt the person most devoted to him.

And that had been Stede’s fault. Because he had been so guilt-ridden after killing Chauncey.

…in a sick manner, he realised it all sort of came full circle.

Stede leaned further over the railing and his stomach actually lurched that time, his jaw clenching with the will to keep his dinner in his belly. After a moment he gasped around his tears, his face wet and cold, hands shaking, chest aching, lily-livered little rich boy.

“…mate, where are you?”

The distant call from inside the ship was registered, but Stede couldn’t make himself pull away from the railing. He was still making a poor attempt at choking back his sobs, and not throwing up, and it was all too much.

Would it have been better if Chauncey had successfully killed him that night?

“Stede! Fuck, man, I’ve been looking for you all over. Why’re you out here?” Ed’s voice was at that scratchy-deep tone it was at when he was sleepy, and where it usually filled Stede with fondness, it just piled up more guilt. He had woken him up, ruined his sleep. Now he’d have to comfort him.

“Just- just wanted some air!” Stede sniffled, not turning to face him. “Go back to bed, darling. Be there soon!”

Instead of hearing Ed comply, he heard boots knocking against the wood of the deck, growing louder and closer. “You alright, babe?”

The urge to accept the comfort was so strong, so strong he ached with it, but so much had been his fault and he wasn’t… he wasn’t deserving. Stede didn’t deserve anything good, he certainly didn’t deserve Ed.

Maybe Chauncey should have-

Stede did throw up that time. He gripped the railing even tighter, if that were possible, and leaned as far over the railing as he gagged, the contents of his stomach spilling out and into the ocean.

Ed was by his side in a second. His hand was on his back, a firm palm rubbing between his shoulder blades, and he knew Ed was talking, spoken comforts — not because he could hear him, just because he knew Ed. No, he couldn’t hear any of it, not over the throwing up or his sobbing or the sound of Chauncey’s gun firing in his memory or his father’s words or-

“Stede, hey, you’re alright, c’mere, I’ve got you.”

He only realised he was still hung over the railing just sobbing when Ed pried him off of it, away from the cold wood and into his arms instead. Ed was warm, and Stede was selfish as he clung to him, sobbing into the crook of his neck.

“Fuckin’ hell, man, you’re freezing? Why did you come out without shoes you nut? You’ll get sick.” Ed was being so kind — rubbing his back and talking to him and trying to warm him up — and all Stede could do was cry-

*“…lily-livered little rich boy-”*

It was after a minute or so that Ed must’ve realised something else was wrong. Stede felt his grip on him shift, hands on his shoulders instead, bringing him back enough so that Ed could see his face, and Stede could see his.

Ed deserved so much better.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” One of Ed’s hands cupped Stede’s face and the warmth was so nice, he nuzzled into his palm as he continued to cry. “Stede? You’re fuckin’ scaring me, man. Talk to me.”

His chest hitched, breaths nothing more than short sharp bursts, and he really did try to form a coherent explanation for his little tantrum, but all he could get out was a whimpered little sentence;

“I- I had a nightmare.”

Ed’s eyebrows scrunched — perceptive, his Ed was, he could probably tell that it wasn’t just a nightmare — but he didn’t mention it. Instead, he was just pulled into another hug, lips against his hairline, warmth surrounding him, and after another couple of minutes or so he felt like he could finally breathe.

It took him more time than that to calm down, but Ed was patient. He whispered soft comforts to Stede as he worked down from crying, until he could finally breathe smoothly, until there was merely silent tears tracking down his cheeks. Ed had been the only person to ever help like that when he cried. His father certainly had never done it, but then again, fathers weren’t supposed to be kind, were they?

…were they?

“Sorry,” was the first thing Stede murmured, the word muffled against the skin of Ed’s neck as he spoke, where he refused to pull his head from just yet. “Sorry, love. Didn’t mean to cause a fuss.”

“Hey, c’mon, don’t apologise for that shit,” Ed stroked his back again, kissed his hair. “Do you feel any better?”

Stede nodded, huffing out a breath. The breakdown really had taken a lot out of him, he felt so tired — his body lulled against Ed’s, head pounding, chest aching. He was actually feeling the cold, too — so much that he had started to tremble in Ed’s embrace, his teeth near chattering. Ed seemed to notice at the same time, as he wordlessly started to lead them both back inside, and Stede just silently went with him. He wanted nothing more than to lay down again-

Well, he wanted nothing more than to fix all of his past mistakes, all of his problems, but that would never happen. If anything, he’d just end up causing more someday.

His expression crumpled slightly, tears slipping faster down his face.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Ed asked as he pushed the door to their bedroom open, ushering them both inside before he shut it again behind him. “The nightmare, I mean.”

He didn’t want to. Stede knew he’d have to explain it to Ed one day — Chauncey, what happened in the woods that night, what compelled him to go back to Mary. But he couldn’t say it yet, not when he would probably just get so worked up again.

Instead, he asked;

“Do you think it would’ve been better if I had died?”

Ed looked mortified. He froze stock-still, no longer walking them back towards the bed, and just stared at Stede for a moment.

“I just mean, I’ve had so many attempts on my life by now, surely I’ve got to give in sometime, right? Make it fair for everyone else?” He tried to joke, sensing Ed’s horror. But the sight of him — face red and blotchy, eyes teary, trembling — probably didn't help.

When Ed finally seemed to catch up with himself, he grasped Stede so desperately by the shoulders it shocked him. “Never fuckin’ say that again, okay?” Ed squeezed his shoulders again, and for a moment it looked like he might cry. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me so don’t- don’t say that.”

Stede’s eyes widened, once again feeling guilty. He was upsetting him. “I’m… I’m sorry-“

“Don’t apologise, just… don’t say that. You’re fucking amazing-“

“I’m not.”

Ed scowled at him. “You are. You’re the best fuckin’ pirate out there, you hear me?” He brought Stede closer by the shoulders and kissed him, hard, his mouth hot and his urgency more pressing than any arousal that normally would’ve been in it’s place. “If you weren’t here, if you had died, it would’ve ruined my life, and everyone else’s on this ship. They need you. I… I need you,” one of his hands lifted, stroking Stede’s cheek gently. “Don’t say that, don’t… don’t even make me think about you not being here, okay?”

“Okay.” Stede’s voice was hoarse as he spoke, almost in shock. He had never had somebody care for him so violently before. It was foreign, but also selfishly felt so good.

…he was allowed this, wasn’t he? He was allowed to be happy?

“Tomorrow,” Ed started, only stopping to kiss him on the lips once more, just a gentle press. “We’ll talk about the nightmare, and what’s bothering you,” he kissed him again — kissed him until Stede hummed and nodded in agreement. “But tonight, I’m going to show you just how much you should be here.”

Stede was crying again, big fat tears that rolled down his cheeks, but he was smiling.

Maybe he didn’t believe that he was worthy of any of it, but Ed did. And if Ed did, then maybe — just maybe — Stede would some day have a chance or believing it too.

“I love you.” Stede’s voice was barely above a whisper, but he knew Ed heard it. Saw it in his smile.

Ed kissed him again, sighing. “Love you more.”

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Rambly thoughts about Ed and reading people:

Honestly, I think a big source of conflict for Ed is the way he both processes and presents social cues. In other words: very neurodivergently.

He canonically has a hard time understanding non literal language, to the point where it’ll cause him to be panicked or irritated. We can see this heavily in episode 5 on multiple occasions. When entering the party he mimics Frenchie (?) saying “please” despite obviously not understanding why he’s supposed to be doing it. Then when Gabriel and Antoinette start their whole “not THE Godfrey Thornrose?” shtick, he quickly gets confused by the hyperbole and exasperatedly asks if they’re deaf. Not to mention he doesn’t pick up on the party goers seeing him as basically exotic entertainment until the mockery becomes extremely blatant.

Another way this manifests is that he relies on people’s words rather than their body language or surrounding context clues. A big reason he’s so annoyed in episode 7 is because he thinks they’re being eaten alive by bugs to actually look for treasure, using a method that is both embarrassing and ineffective. The fact that Stede just wants to spend time with him and have a souvenir to remember it by goes completely over his head. Once Lucius bluntly tells him the trip isn’t literally about monetary gain, he gets into it.

Then in episode 8 we see how Calico Jack takes advantage of this. Ed actually thinks Stede and Jack are similar. He can’t easily tell the difference between Stede’s genuine kindness and care for him vs. the phony crap Jack pulls. Which by the way is a HUGE red flag considering they had intimate relations in the past.

Not only does Ed have trouble with reading social cues, he’s also extremely and truthfully expressive… a very bad combo for an environment where trickery and manipulation are common place. It essentially means that he has to work really hard to tell what everyone’s true intentions are while they can read him like a children’s book. With enough well placed interaction they know exactly what makes him tick, good or bad. I also have like, no ability to successfully hide my facial expressions and it’s a scary place to be in. There’s a reason I still wear a mask in places where there’s no mandate. It affords me emotional privacy without having to painstakingly be aware of myself at all times.

And the thing is, he knows these things about himself. Here you see him practicing facial expressions in a mirror before he meets someone new.

He knows that it leaves him susceptible to manipulation and normally uses hyper vigilance and isolation (minimizing the chances people get to actually talk with him) to compensate as best he can. “The old Blackbeard would’ve seen me coming a mile away.” He’s finally in a place where he’s safe enough to drop the incredibly exhausting task of making sure no one’s gonna exploit his disadvantage, and unfortunately that will sometimes have consequences.

In a similar vain, Ed’s beard did the same job as my Covid masks. When it’s gone during such an emotionally turbulent time you really feel how difficult it is for him to cover up the heart stuck to his sleeve without that aid. There’s a solid few seconds in the blanket fort with Lucius where he’s trying to hide that he’s about to cry and discreetly collect himself but gives up when he realizes the bottom half of his face already gave him away. Like I said, it’s an annoyingly meticulous process and there’s lots of room for error.

Ok now buckle your seatbelts cause I’m about to make you very upset /lh.

All of that is why Ed probably looks back at this moment now and sees yet another incident where he let his guard down and was tricked.

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batsarebetterthanpeople · 6 months

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blorbo question: what kinds of drugs do you think ed would be into? which ones would help him and which ones would make him feel worse?

Ok so I project onto Ed so this might be colored by my own drug experiences, but I'll do my best. I'll tell you generally what I think he'd like and the I'll put up a cut and go through all the ones I've done and tell you how I think Ed would be on them.

General before I get into specifics. Canonically he uses stimulants during the Kraken era and weed socially. However I do kinda feel like Rhino Horn is not his favorite drug just the most manageable way to get a hit of endorphins while also being able to oversee raids so he can break Ned Lowe's record. I am biased because I'm a psychedelic enjoyer, but Ed's a pretty confident guy who doesn't really second guess himself until after he acts (lbr the man did not second guess fucking knife parade for like multiple years and he doesn't apologize). Of course he also hates himself but I don't think that makes him not confident, which being confident and not immediately second guessing yourself is a great personality for producing good hallucinogenic experiences. Hallucinogens are usually great if you're not afraid of them. And I also think that Ed wants to be taken out of his life for a little bit and hallucinogens are conducive to that. I think he and Jack probably did a bit of P&P back in the day and I think ecstasy was probably their favorite because Jack is a tweaker and Ed is a psychedelics guy. Now that he and Stede are together he's doing poppers.

Onto specifics. What makes him better, what makes him worse

Ok here's the drugs I have experience with: Meth, Mushrooms, Weed, Coke, LSD, GHB, and DMT. So I'll just give you those.

Let's start with coke and weed because we have canon evidence for those.

Cocaine Rhino Horn- ok so for me personally coke kinda ain't shit. It's the best stimulant by far (ecstasy is a stimulant/hallucinogen so I'm not counting it because it's also something else) but it's still just sort of me but faster. I've said many a time that Coke is my ADHD meds but horny and Meth is like my ADHD meds but evil. I can drive on the shit literally better than I drive sober because I am less distracted. And before someone accuses me of micro dosing I can pack the shit away, I do twice as much as whoever I'm with and get half as high, every ounce of coke ive ever done was waisted on me. I have fun on it it's not a bad feeling but I it's like if coffee was poppers rather than a real drug. I think Ed probably has a similar experience here with being relatively coherent because we see him doing raids while high on the stuff. I think coke is giving him that little euphoria bump he needs to be passively suicidal instead of actively suicidal and not much else. That said once I did like three lines and then went to the wrong bus station subsequently missing my bus (I ordered my Uber before doing the coke so it was not the coke's fault) and I had a tantrum but I did not cry or start doom spiraling over the 200$ I was forced to pay, so I'm gonna go with a tentative better? For how coke makes Ed.

Weed- Ed also displays a high tolerance here, given that he shares a blunt with Mary and then he's sober in the next scene. That being said I think if he had more than half a blunt he would get emotional very quickly. If he's in a good mood he gets clingy and everyone around him is his favorite person and if he's in a bad mood he starts crying. Weed would make him worse and I know this about him

Meth- Tina is my enemy I hate her. They told me it was highly addictive and would make you crazy and then it just gave me insomnia and a weird bowl movement. Did you know while on meth you don't get hungry but you do get hangry? You can't sleep you can't eat but your body doesn't stop needing to eat and sleep. I've done meth exactly twice and once was on accident (the idiot I smoked shrooms with didn't clean his fucking pipe and I did not realize I had imbibed methamphetamine until about 24 hours later when I had been trying and failing to sleep for roughly 10 hours). Anyway I think given how hangry Ed gets meth would make him worse in every conceivable way. Meth also makes me more focused so I think he would invent some diabolical scheme and it would be a genuinely good one and then he would also lose his fucking mind and pulverize the next thing to surprise him after not eating for 18 hours (imagine the snake scene from 1x07 but on... Well on meth I guess) and cry because he is so so tired.

GHB- for those of you not in the know this is a depressant but not an opioid that is sometimes used as a daterape drug because it's got an incredibly dangerous interaction with alcohol but is mostly manageable on its own. It's not entirely dissimilar to high doses of alcohol in its high ill be honest, but maybe I just haven't had enough depressants to be able to tease apart their distinct personalities. I enjoyed this one but I think I'm gonna let my experience diverge from Ed's a little bit here. I don't think he would be a fan. He might be alright with it if he and Stede were doing it together as a sexual aid, but it tastes really bad, like putting bitterant directly into your mouth levels of bad, and we know Ed is a sweet tooth. The poor old man would also get tired on it a lot quicker than I did, and I remember laying there like I was asleep with a pleasant buzz in my brain and not really wanting to get up for quite a bit of it.

DMT- So dmt isn't good unless you're doing a near death experience type breakthrough trip otherwise you see some fun colors for 20 minutes and then it's over. I cannot speak to the breakthrough trip because I did it with a Grindr date and I did not want to be at his mercy for a half an hour while I was experiencing The Tunnel. However from what I've heard of the breakthrough trip, that shit is a mental game. You don't want to do that third rip but you've gotta. Ed loves to win at games and he's got some mental fortitude so I think he would flex how much he likes DMT. It would make him WORSE

LSD- I love her everyone loves her Lucy is my best friend. She's a bit... Lovecraftian but certainly not in a bad way. I think acid would really depend where Ed was at mentally. Like Ed when Stede is around would have a good time taking to the universe. I think that talking to the universe during the Kraken era could go really well or really really horrendously. On the one hand I wonder if ego death might actually be good for him? Like feeling like you're one with everything and like you aren't real could be either freeing for a guy who hates himself that much or it could end up making him hate everything because his self hatred could get as expensive as his dissolving ego. I think immediately pre Stede however acid would not be the best idea this is a vibe I'm getting. Acid has the potential to go either way on the better worse question.

Mushrooms- mushrooms have always been really nice to me but I need to be up and doing something while I'm on them. Totally a club drug for me. I know that's an insane thing to say but I think my brain chemistry may be fucked up. Anyway this does not make Ed better or worse but it does make him look at stuff and giggle which is objectively cute.

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stedes-incredible-library · 1 year

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hey there! thank you so much for this gem of a blog. I look forward to your posts. my fav type of fic is really tropey dubcon (think sex pollen / something made them do it / non con drug use, etc) where they both actually do want it so, even tho one always feel guilty, there’s a happy ending. do you have any recs along those lines? Thank you 💕

Hi Nonnie! You didn't specify a ship so we've included a variety. We're also not sure if you have read these before, because we started our hunt in some predictable tags (sex pollen, fuck or die, bad guys made them do it, etc). You didn't include omegaverse in your trope list, but some has been included here because heats provide a lot of fodder for this type of dubcon. The dubious-ness of the consent varies in the fics listed here so please read with care and attention to ships, summary, and tags for content. There is also our previous dub con rec list to review from back in August!

Pollen Season by Dracothelizard [E], 8k

An exploration mission Stede goes on with Roach and Lucius goes terrible wrong.

Or terribly right.

The Fucking Tea by Dracothelizard [E], 21k

Calico Jack gives Stede some aphrodisiac tea and leaves to shore with the rest of the Revenge crew, whoever can possibly help Stede with his unbridled horniness?

(It's Ed.)

Unnamed mutual noncon (Ed/Stede) by Dracothelizard [E], 686

This is a ficlet that ends before anything explicit occurs, and therefore before there's any chance to discuss and come to a true happy ending. There are a few other dubcon ficlets in this collection - sift through and proceed with attention to the chapter titles.

We Do Not Follow Maps to Buried Treasure by CartoonMayor (aka @zombee) [E], 5.6k

Stede is taking Ed on another treasure hunt to some supposed sea god's cave.

Things do not go as planned.

Let your yes be yes by emzash [E], 3.9k

Can’t we talk about this?” Stede asks, like there are any words that exist to solve this problem.

“What the fuck, no we can’t talk about it,” Ed says. “I need you. You’re here. Can we just get on with it?”

“You need me now,” Stede tells him. “But what about when your heat is over? What then?”

“You can leave me again straight after,” Ed says, refusing to let the hurt surface over the desperate need in his body. “Don’t worry Stede. I don’t expect anything else."

Do You Need Anybody by sinuous_curve [E], 4.6k

Heat catches Ed by surprise as a cramp that cuts him deep down in the pit of his belly.

Ed does not need a helping hand. Stede's offering anyway.

lord, my body has been a good friend by mtothedestiel [E], 4.6k

Stede is like a walking nest.

A Push, A Shove by LeatherCropTop [E], 25k

Stede was never particularly good at being an alpha. He thinks of himself as others always have, a worthless, incapable excuse for an alpha. After he meets Ed, that starts to change. The two of them fall in love, circling each other for days on end, but neither of them makes a move. Then Stede's behavior begins to change in a way like never before, unbeknownst to himself. The alpha instincts begin to trickle out until, like the flick of a switch, he suddenly goes feral.

Even for an alpha like Stede, turning feral is ravenous and being anywhere near them is dangerous, but the only way for a feral alpha to go back to normal is for them to mate and if the alpha doesn't mate in time, they will die. Ed isn't going to let Stede die.

who would trade that hum of night by CyborgShepard [E], 8.8k NOTE: not quite a fully happy ending, but not not

He’d thought the boy dead. Was glad for it, for a time, too. Murdering is one thing, but this — what’s happened to Spriggs now — it doesn’t sit right with Izzy.

He can imagine how he’d spluttered his thanks, wheezing up half the Atlantic like he was wringing a cloth, when Calabran’s lot fished him out of the water. He can imagine how Spriggs would’ve said it all, in that lilting, dour way. He might’ve demanded a blanket, or a berth, or water. Can imagine that he didn’t stay thankful for all too long after.

It’s not sentiment, Izzy tells himself.

release in sodomy (one sweet moment) by calicojackofficial [E], 3.3k NOTE: happy ending somewhat author's note reliant

The crew of the Revenge gets captured and during an interrogation attempt, Edward gets dosed with a sex pollen serum. That's not what they meant to do, so the guards lock Ed up with a bound and helpless Izzy. Izzy gets something he's always wanted but could never ask for. For as long as it lasts.

soft spot (for hard stuff) by bitethehands [E], 1.9k

“He’s much sweeter like this,” Stede is saying, even though Ed’s clearly not listening, “isn’t he?”

Ed has given him no indication of anything even marginally close to recognition in several minutes, now, because he’s been busy staring. Staring at Izzy, who so far doesn’t seem necessarily aware that Ed’s even here. It’d almost be normal, the strangeness of his being in Stede’s cabin aside. Except he’s naked and blushing from head to toe.

the promise of the joker and the fool by @thesoulundone [E], 7.1k

He's here, in a shitty little tavern, in a shitty little corner, drinking liquor that burns all the way down, stoking the fire he's already got burning in his belly. He's sitting on the other side of the table to Jack - Jack, who's got his arm slung casually around Izzy's shoulders. All Ed can think about, the persistent thudding pulse of his brain, is getting in between them.

Izzy. Izzy who's a fucking omega, revelation of the fucking year. Izzy, whose second heat aboard ship had been just as unpleasant as the first, who'd barely come out of it when they made port, whose dark-ringed eyes and stiff movement made Ed's fingers itch with the need to tear someone's throat out about it. Izzy, who's wearing a fucking collar now; shiny, good quality leather, wide and thick and cleverly made, though the craftsmanship doesn't do anything to disguise the fact that it's locked shut.

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do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas · 2 years

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As someone who did one long fic and promised to never do it again, here's my ofmd role reversal au with a moderate dose of oc's

So it all starts with their childhoods, as the literal reverse happens:

Ed doesn't kill his dad

And Stede accidentally paperweights Nigel

For Stede, he runs away obviously, and finds his way as a sailor with some captain

Works his way up to having his own ship and crew, with most of our beloved crewmates onboard

He gains a reputation as The Gentleman Pirate, his eccentric ways of piracy making him legend-like

He also has quite the body count, which no one really knows how he kills off his victims

(Just incredibly ridiculous coincidences so he kinda-but-not-really kills them)

Yes he loves the freedom, but he can't help but be reminded of what he left behind... of what he did...

Ed meanwhile, since he didn't kill his dad, instead convinces his mom to leave him while he's gone

But since society ain't kind to a poor single mom of color, they live like shit

Ed thus takes on as the breadwinner of the family, working harder than his mom has to

Mostly odds and ends until he gets a gig as a blacksmith apprentice, eventually opening a shop of his own. Finally, him and his mom are in a good place financially and stability wise

But it's all so fucking boring: he has all these clients needing swords and gun pieces for the navy and shit

- some bit of assholes really, like this one dude Chauncey -

while he wants more than anything to use them himself, and go on his own adventure

So using his saved up money, he buys a ship and tries to pass it off as a gift using a mini model of it

His mom however, doesn't like the ocean, and knows how sad his son is with their lives - we only have this one life, let's make the most of it

So he sets off in the middle of the night, leaving all his money he earned to her and tries to be a pirate... his mom's words ringing in his ears

Alright, we got our set-up, let's talk about our side characters:

On Stede's crew, we got Jim, Buttons, Swede, Roach, Lucius, Wee John... and Mary Read

(When a Sir Godfrey Thornrose attended a party, he ended up getting found out by Mary - but impressed by her idea to swindle the guests, he convinces her to join his crew as they depart a flaming ship full of rich people at each other's throats, after a game The Gentleman Pirate was fond of played)

Mary becomes First Mate, so she and Stede have a Izzy/Ed dynamic going on, but a little less toxic and sexually charged (it makes sense, trust me)

Ed's ship has Izzy, Oluwande, Frenchie, Gentle Pete, Calico Jack and Anne Bonny

(But he doesn't start with them as his crew - instead they're crewmates serving under a Captain Hornigold)

Since Stede becomes captain earlier on, Jim kills Spanish Jackie's husband earlier on, so Olu doesn't think to run away with them cause he's a loveable dumbass, only leaving when Jackie gets suspicious of him

Gentle Pete is always going on about serving on The Gentlebeard Pirate's ship, how he looks like a white ghost with fabric for skin

in my OC world (made a Anne and Mary post bout this), Anne and Mary dump Jack before he enters ofmd ep 8, so this takes place in an alternate world where Anne and Jack met and married but they never met Mary

And so... the plot!!

Ed and crew are under Hornigold, and Ed finds himself as First Mate, despite everyone thinking he's incompetent

He does however end up convincing them there's another way to piracy (probably cause of Black Pete's Gentleman Pirate stories) and so they plan to mutiny

They end up running into a navy ship, and the crew's pissed off at Hornigold disguising themselves and refusing to fight, so nows the best time

Ed only planned on going into the cabin and tying him up, but in some crazy level of shenanigans, Hornigold ends up choking on rope, so Ed technically "kills" him

Although Hornigold was an abusive bitch who reminded Ed of his dad so whatevs (totally whatevs haha no guilt at all!)

Izzy, surprised but impressed by how smart Ed can be in his lutacrisy, convinces him to tell the crew he meant to kill him

And so Ed becomes Captain of The Queen Anne, and takes on Blackbeard as his moniker from Hornigold

Totally not haunted by the illusion of Hornigold with rope around his neck hahahah

Ep 2 and 3 happens the same way but with Blackbeard and crew: ship aground, hostages (two navy soldiers and their captain, called Chauncey Badminton ok yes i was that blacksmith you bullied but now im blackbeard so who got the last laugh now), and meeting someone named Lucius, who despite his lack of - well anything that makes him look intimidating - ends up taking a hostage from them and intimidating Ed, Olu and Pete with the help of Wee John... and Jim

Olu and Jim are surprised to see each other again but Jim leaves with their crew, Olu still whipped after all these years

Up to ep 3 now, Mary comes along after Lucius' recalling of the events to scare Ed in Spanish Jackie's bar, but is amused by Ed telling her the captain can fuck off

Izzy however was not here in this moment, so Ed learns from him oh - that was the first mate of The Gentleman Pirate! Ok!!

Anne is just like "don't worry captain, I can seduce her" "No, Bonbon, there's no need to do that" "You sure?"

All leads up to the Spanish ship, almost about to be killed by the Spanish, when a certain former aristocrat swings in to save the day

Stede: Blackbeard, I presume?

Ed, bleeding out and almost hung: the angel heard of me?

Stede: hardly an angel, but thank you :)

And so the show continues as normal, with some changes according to whatever you want to see happen

Lucius being the relationship counselor

"~ Stab me ~"

The bathtub, which could really be either one of them

Speaking of which, would Stede have an equivalent to a red silk 👁

So yes, everything follows the same storylines in ep 4, 5, and 6

up until the end of ep 6 ...

But with some notable differences:

Anne: Well, if it needs to be done -

Ed: You don't need to seduce the First Mate

Anne: It's OK Cap, I can take it

Jack is also here, hi. He's a bit of an ass, so like our shows Izzy

Izzy meanwhile is not like, soooo bad, cause in this au he hasn't had the years under Blackbeard to see him as a great pirate so he's fully aware he's in the Muppet genre

He's still not happy about it

Olu and Jim have a little bit more of a slow burn (but like og show blackbonnet's slowburn)

Lucius, I'm sorry I really am, is a bitch in this au (probably cause of his status as Gentleman Pirate's Scribe) and so him and Pete don't get along

Initially ;)

Anne is off seducing Mary, which in this au, since Mary didn't have that positive influence in Anne to tell her she's beautiful despite her past, is very cold, so it takes a bit

But not that long, Anne's a very smooth talker

Stede and Ed meanwhile are interesting:

Stede has his years as a confident pirate on a sex positive ship - Ed has his history as a man with a sex drive

So Stede's pulling out all the gentleman techniques like Ed stabbing him with a sword, and Ed is over here freaking out like "this must be just how he is... but what if it isn't... but what if it is... but what if it"

Fucking cranking up the sexual tension to a hundred!!!!

Now HERE'S the rub

Cause of the changes in the timeline, characters react differently to situations

Which means Izzy never challenges Stede at the end of ep 6 - what, he's the fucking Gentleman Pirate, he's not gonna get himself killed cause of Bonnet corrupting his Captain's (which he totally doesn't have a crush it must be envy) brain

But after a fatal accident with a whip, Stede has enough and tells Jack to get off his ship. Now.

So if we rewind the story for a little bit, just to fill in the gaps:

There's this lady named Spanish Jackie who's pissed off at this Pubic hairbeard breaking her nose jar

And this navy captain who has survived his kidnapping, heard rumors the blacksmith is prancing around with the pirate he swore killed his brother

And THEN this schmuck who's drunk 25/8 stumbles in saying he knows where both of them are

So now let's take a break, and talk about Ed:

Ed, who while "defeating" the ghost of Hornigold, is still haunted by the choice he made to leave his mother. He's sure she's alright, but he promised to protect her, to be the man in the house he dad never was!

So now we got ep 7, Stede this time trying to impress Ed

Ed, confused, finally learns from Lucius "Oh my god this is happening", and so they have their little moment

It's literally "what makes Ed happy" but with Stede and two episodes earlier

But yay they kiss!!!

However, ep 8 happens exactly as it does

I hate Izzy, so I think he finds out about CJ and the plan and let's it happen

So Jack leaves and gets Ed to leave, who is guilty as fuck about leaving his mom

In this universe, Stede would not be mopey and staring at them through a telescope -

- so he leaves with all the crew and ship

Our Ep 10

It's the reverse:

Stede is in the blanket fort, sad and wrapped up in his little robe and writing sad songs

Ed leaves Jack to go back to Bristol and be with his mom

So it follows the same beats, which of course includes...

Izzy probably says some bullshit about Ed leaving, after what this ponce managed to do to the great Gentleman Pirate, who's somehow more soft than what the pirates made him out to be, with how he pines for his boyfrie -

Which is when fucking Chauncey comes in

Stede, pissed as fuck and no longer feeling safe as he let down his Gentleman Pirate facade only for his heart to get broken and being reminded of his place as a outcast among piracy, a plague, not a human...

"ok then, I'm the bad guy. Also you should never turn your back while holding a sword."

and paperweights Chauncey

Bye bye navy ship and crew, probably burnt alive!

Bye bye Lucius and Izzy's toe!

And bye bye happy couples, gotta separate you by marooning half of you!

So now Mary, Izzy, Frenchie and Jim are part of the new Revenge crew

With their new Gentleman Pirate captain, with an all-black ensemble, white gloves and a hat with white lace hanging around his head like a veil

Back on Ed's side of things:

His mom is actually doing really well! She took over the blacksmith business and even got herself a boyfriend Jason Mamoa

Though because Ed comes back in unannounced after thinking he was dead ("Eddie, you said you were leaving to be a pirate"), there's tension between them

Ed is all talk of the town as Blackbeard, but he's clearly not happy with being back in his old life, even if Jack's here to get his mind off things

But him and his mom talk, and she tells him she just wants what's best for her son, and seeing him finally find somewhere he belongs is all she ever wanted for him

"Hey mum... I think I found my fine thing"

And so mother and son plan to fake son's death together, only for Ed to find out about CJ betrayal

Luckily the fake death goes off without a hitch and he manages to leave with just a dinghy and a red piece of silk, going to find his love <3

#ofmd #our flag means death #stede bonnet #edward teach #ofmd au #role reversal au #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #crew of the revenge #it ends happily dont worry #riiiight s2?#riiiiiiiight?#(also this has been sitting in drafts #until i figured out the ending for it just now)#let.me.dream.with.ofmd

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rottingformerfirstmate · 2 years

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Watch and Learn

Summary: Stede demonstrates precisely how to fuck Ed. (Explicit, Steddyhands)

Tags: Dom!Stede, Switch!Ed, Sub!Izzy, Dirty Talk, Dom/Sub, Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

WC: 1.9k | AO3

"He's a quick study," Ed tells Stede, lazily kissing him between words. "Our Izzy, I mean. He's only fooled around a couple times, but he's also never sucked a cock before and look at him now."

Stede looks at where Izzy has settled in the cradle of Ed's legs, cheek pressed to one thigh as he keeps his captain warm after a sloppy but enjoyable blowjob. He's too sated to argue with Ed, even if his mouth was unoccupied, but the combination of his sleepy demeanor and his commitment to obeying Ed keep him quietly subdued. Stede pushes his hair out of his face and traces his cheekbones with featherlight glances of his fingertips, studying the tension in Izzy's jaw despite how hard he's working to relax and the way Ed has hooked a leg over one of Izzy's shoulders to keep him in place.

"Izzy, love," Stede prompts.

Dark eyes slowly crack open to meet his.

"I think it might be time for you to learn how to fuck him," he starts, powering through the shiver that runs through both men's bodies at his words. "You can be a good boy and let us teach you, right?"

Izzy starts to pull off Ed to respond, but Ed cups a hand around the back of his neck and pushes him back down until he gags. "He will. Don't worry."

It takes a moment for Izzy to get comfortable again, but he nods once he does, making sure they know he wants it too. Moments like this still feel surreal to Stede; he would have described Izzy a lot of ways before their relationship, but pliant was never one of them. Submissive, he could see, when Izzy practically trips over himself to follow Blackbeard's orders, but never so easy and eager to please. It shouldn't be so surprising, he sees now, though.

"We should give him a lesson tonight," Stede says.

A soft choking sound comes from Izzy when Ed twitches in his mouth. All it takes is a simple tug to his hair and he takes the cue to start blowing him again despite how sore his jaw and throat must be by now. Stede watches him, keeping track of how quickly his attention brings Ed back to hardness. The flush on his face that hasn't faded all afternoon gets deeper once more. Ed, lazy as always, allows Izzy to set the pace and prove he's learned, he's good, he deserves to have this again.

"Let him have a break. Izzy, off. There's water by the chaise, go sit over there. I expect you to have finished half the pitcher by the time we're done."

Izzy obediently sits up, shrugging Ed's leg off him with some degree of difficulty. Stede watches him, just to ensure he's alright to be by himself and doesn't fall, until Izzy collapses onto the lounge and reaches for the glass of water already poured. Assured of his well-being, Stede takes his place between Ed's legs and kisses him. He's warm and sticky with sweat, a combination of humidity at sea and exertion, and his kiss is as greedy as every one of the hundreds before it. Ed always kisses like he's raiding a ship, and it brings even Stede to his knees at times. Now, it's his chance to give in to the magnetic pull of Ed's desire, to submit toEd's calloused hand on the back of his neck holding him in place, to grind against him and chase whines from his mouth, to feel him. A thought flashes in Stede's mind of getting Izzy trained up enough that they can both fuck Ed at the same time. Or maybe he and Ed take Izzy. Or Ed and Izzy- he shuts down the line of thought. They'll do it later. They have nothing but time.

He feels around in the duvet for a moment looking for the oil. One thing Lucius told Stede, early into their tenure of piracy, was that most pirates apparently didn’t know the value of a good lubricant. Ed had known, fortunately, but it took some coaxing the first time they laid Izzy out on the bed to let them slick the way. He coats his fingers and reaches between Ed’s thighs, trailing kisses down his chest as he does.

“Open your legs a little wider, love,” he tells Ed, guiding the movement with his clean hand. “We want him to see, don’t we?”

“I can see, Captain,” Izzy rasps from the sitting area.

Ed turns his face to the side, probably to say something at least a smidge snarky, but Stede derails his train of thought by pressing two fingers inside of him. He typically starts with one, and will make sure Izzy does next time, but this is a show as well as an intimate act, and he wants Izzy to hear the upward pitch of Ed’s responding whine.

“Relax.”

It takes a couple of deep breaths, but Ed obeys. Stede sits up just so he can kiss the side of Ed’s bad knee while he fingers him, much more vulnerable when naked and without the stability of his usual brace. Nothing they do here would require its use, but Ed can be skittish about it, so Stede is often called to push adoration into the perceived flaw with his lips.

He knows Ed’s body well by now. He knows that a bite where Ed’s thigh meets his groin will make him shiver, and if he braces his hand on the splatter of old scars on the left side of his stomach Ed’s breath will hitch and he’ll either come or cry. He knows when Ed can take more, and doesn’t have to think about how to curl his fingers to make Ed’s back arch as he moans.

‘"You remember what it feels like to get fucked properly?” Stede asks, glancing toward Izzy.

Izzy takes a sip of water before he answers. “I do, sir. You both took excellent care of me.”

“Good, good. Ed can be desperate-” he cuts off whatever protest Ed is about to offer with a particularly hard thrust, “-but it’s worth taking your time. It’s better for you both if you make him wait.”

“Fuck off, love,” Ed breathes.

Stede rolls his eyes and focuses on getting him ready to be fucked. He usually takes his time, but that’s a lesson for another day; Izzy is probably tired and ready for aftercare when they’re finished, and Ed is already oversensitive from having come a half hour or so prior. This is for Stede more than it is them, the same way every minute before now has been about his boys over his own pleasure. Sometimes, it’s equal, but usually their time together has an ebb and flow of attention that leaves them all sated, content, and adored.

He still kisses Ed’s cheek before murmuring in his ear to ask if he’s ready. Ed nods, a small, adorable motion that Izzy may or may not catch. It doesn’t matter. Stede withdraws his fingers, wrenching a whine from Ed’s lips and allowing a better view to his exposed form.

“Look at that,” Stede says as he reaches for the oil once more. “See how badly he wants to be filled again?”

Izzy nods rapturously.

Stede smiles a little. They’re both so gone for one another. He’s glad he gets to be a part of this, but sometimes he wonders how they made it this many years without admitting their love to one another. There’s lust in a scene like this one, but only love can bring such a worshipful gaze.

He presses the head of his cock against Ed’s hole, pushing in slowly, more to show Izzy the importance than because Ed wouldn’t be able to take anything faster. Every time he gets to fuck Ed, it still feels as good as the first. He’s tight and warm, slick with oil, and so beautiful in every way as he takes what he’s given. There’s another appeal to when Ed pins him to the bed and rides him hard, or when it’s him penetrating Stede, but the point stands that it never loses its spark.

“Don’t be afraid to take initiative either, love.”

Before Ed or Izzy can question Stede’s words, he pushes Ed’s legs back further and repositions himself without pulling out, his own thighs pinning Ed’s down and out of the way so he can fuck him deeper. It’s not practical for a long fuck, with the years’ unkindness to Ed’s joints. Something quick and dirty like this is perfect for the position. Bracing himself by placing his arms on either side of Ed’s face, careful not to pin his hair, Stede finally has the leverage to fuck him as hard and fast as they all crave.

Fucking Ed has come to be like breathing. His body remembers, often independent of any full concentration, how exactly to fuck Ed best to earn his divine moans. Another advantage to their position is the way Stede can feel exactly how hard Ed is, how much his cock is leaking, how truly good this is for him. Even if he couldn’t, he’d know, but the irrefutable physical evidence drives deeper into his brain until he couldn’t possibly consider his skills inadequate.

“Biggest thing you’ll wanna remember, Izzy, is that he’ll tell you if he doesn’t like what you’re doing,” Stede pants, glancing toward Izzy once more, as difficult as it is to tear his eyes off Ed’s face. “After all, he didn’t become the legendary Blackbeard without enforcing the best. No, no, he’ll tell you if it’s too much or he needs more.” He looks back to Ed and kisses him until they have to part for air. “Doesn’t mean you always listen, though. That part will come with experience.”

“Is he watching?” Ed whispers.

A soft laugh tumbles from Stede’s mouth. “Of course he’s watching, darling. You know how badly he wants to make you feel good.”

He doesn’t have to look to confirm this. Izzy is more than likely sitting exactly as he was the last time Stede looked at him: leaning forward slightly, eyes wide and lips parted as he takes everything in, hopefully having frequent sips of water. Nothing short of Death Herself could distract Izzy from them at this moment. Stede buries his face in Ed’s neck, fully surrounded by the the frizzy gray of his hair and lips pressed to the warm skin where his shoulder meets his neck.

“Not gonna last long,” he warns.

"That's fine, love," Ed assures, "me neither."

As promised, it's barely a minute later that Stede is overcome by the feeling of Ed under and around him, accompanied by the decadent fantasy of what they'll do the next time they have a couple hours to themselves. He doesn't have it in him to taunt Izzy or Ed more, not when he needs more than anything to press as deep as he can into Ed and come hard. His reward is the warm splash against their stomachs as Ed follows him over the edge.

“Good,” Stede praises, slowly pulling out. “Perfect, Ed, you took it so well.” He then looks over to Izzy, who has in fact managed to finish close enough to half of the water that Stede won’t fight him on drinking more if he doesn’t want it. “Izzy, love, come join us?”

Izzy brings the water and the glass with him, filling it once more and holding it to Ed’s lips as Stede helps prop him up to drink it. Stede takes his own water only after Ed is finished, and helps arrange the three of them in bed while considering how they really ought to invest in a larger one at some point soon. Then again, there’s something nice about being piled so close together.

#steddy hands #edward teach #blackbeard ofmd #stede bonnet #israel hands #izzy hands #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd fic #our flag means death fic #steddyhands fic #emwrite #nsft

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downinthehull · 2 years

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Unfinished fic #1

this is a fic i've been trying to write for a couple weeks, and never make any progress on it, so i'm just putting it here <3

"C'mon Stede," Ed gently taps on Stede's shoulder, trying to wake him up. "I need to get up."

The blond man doesn't move at all, just grumbles tiredly. Not wanting to get up when he's so comfortable. When he's so content with everything.

Ed sighs and thinks of giving up on trying to make Stede move.

The Gentleman Pirate was laying half on top of him, far closer than he was when the two had fallen asleep. His head resting on Ed's chest, right over his heart. The man's nightcap had fallen off at some point during the night, exposing his soft, silky, blond hair that Ed can't help but play with.

Stede nuzzles up into Ed's neck and mumbles something that is followed by a quiet giggle.

He didn't exactly hear what his love was trying to say, but he definitely heard his lovely, still sleepy sounding giggle. It's a lovely sound. A sound that Edward could listen to over and over again and never grow tired of.

"What was that, doll?"

There's another small giggle and then Stede finally sits up.

"Your-" Stede waves his hands in front of his face, but mostly around his chin and jaw. "it tickles."

"My stubble?" Ed questions with a teasing chuckle.

Stede just grows a very excited smile and nods. "Yes! that! Your-stubble.." He still looks rather tired, but also doesn't seem like he wants to go back to sleep.

Ed can tell right away that today was a little different. A nice different. One that only happens every so often, but is certainly very easily spotted. Whether it's Stede's body language, his general behavior, or even just the words he uses.

Today Ed could tell from his eyes. And maybe the giggles helped.

The blond man finds his nightcap and holds onto it while staring intently at his co-captain's face.

"Is it really time to get up?"

Ed just sighs and runs a hand through Stede's hair. Usually only Edward himself gets up at this time, letting the Gentleman Pirate sleep in for a few more hours. Or, at least until breakfast is ready.

"You could always go back to sleep, love."

A pout makes its way onto the blond man's tired face. He wasn't ready to get up, but he also didn't want to go back to sleep.

Stede takes one of Ed's hands in both of his, letting go of the nightcap and shifting his gaze from Ed's face to his hand as he starts fiddling with one of the rings adorning it.

Surprisingly, one of Ed's favorite things is holding Stede's hand. The way his soft, barely calloused, hand fits with Ed's own very callused and strong hand.

"Do you have to go?"

"Do you want me to stay?"

He honestly wouldn't be opposed to staying in bed a little while longer. He's sure that if he is absolutely needed, Izzy or one of the other crew members would come to fetch him.

He gets a soft, "Yes.." in response, which sounds sort of guilty.

A usual thing by now on days like this. He's always seemed so guilty to ask for things that he wanted although Ed has let him know over and over again that it's okay.

His lovely co-captain did seem sad at the idea of being left alone, and the very last thing he wants to do is make him sad.

So really, there's no other option.

It seems like Ed will have to stay in bed a little longer with Stede. Which is obviously a fate worse than death.

"Then I'll stay!" Ed says, trying to cheer Stede up. "Rather stay in bed with you anyway."

This, thankfully, makes Stede smile. Although he still seems a little hesitant, it's nothing that Ed can't fix.

#fandom agere #age regression #sfw #our flag means death #ofmd #fanfiction #edward teach #stede bonnet #fanfic #unfinished fic #small stede

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omoghouls · 2 years

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Izzy being unable to go and getting increasingly more desperate and upset while Stede is trying to take care of him in their quarters. Like he’s maybe held too long and now can’t go or he’s been dehydrated or has a UTI or something preventing him from just peeing and getting it over with. They tried everything from drinking as much tea as they could brew, rubbing his tummy with a warm wash cloth, giving him a diaper, setting him down on the chamber pot and reading to him, taking his clothes off so he wouldn’t be restricted, opening the windows so he could hear the water. He’s absolutely miserable and so sad until Ed bursts in, full energy, rambling about something super cool that just happened and he uses the pot in front of them while talking and Izzy just…loses it. Complete release, the entire full bladder, over the floor and himself and Stede is so happy about it telling Izzy he’s so good, so smart, what a great job, clever little boy.

Omggggg poor Iz! His body was just not having it that day :^0 perhaps he had dehydrated himself a day prior so now his bladder is mad at him at deciding to keep everything inside which, is just a miserable time for him😭 Stede feels that pang of guilt seeing Izzy is such a frazzled state, especially now since he's given Izzy so much tea, his bladder is so distended now

But YAAAAA omg, just hearing someone else going, the knowledge that what he's hearing is that running trickling noise into the pot finally has his body be like "Oooh we want to pee? Alright" and it just lets go and you knoow it's a large puddle

Ed is probably like "holy shit, didn't think you had that much space in you, mate!" In equal amazement and concern over how long Izzy must have been holding that!

Stede is just so relieved that Izzy has finally gone that he's only a liiiiitle bit miffed that the puddle is starting to seep under the bed xD And Izzy is just plain exhausted, grumbling over the praise ovet such a mundane task but, certainly not telling him to stop 💕

#m #omorashi #omocute #fandomo #diaper mention

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netheresegosplodey · 2 years

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OFMD NSFW alphabets p1: LUCIUS

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): OHOHOHO this man is an absolute sweetheart when it comes to aftercare, he'll ask roach to make you a warm drink and wipe you down like it's another round of fucking foreplay

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): Yours: he absolutely ADORES your thighs, this man loves gripping onto them well he eats you out like a man STARVED but also, He loves your sides. Specifically, he likes where your ribs are. He trails his hands down that regular path on his way to get your pants off

His: he really likes his shoulders, he love looking in the mirror and seeing all the pretty bite marks you and Pete have left there other than that he's quite prideful of his ass, as he should be

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person): okay here me out: when this dude cums he CUMS. Mf is fine Nutting anywhere you're comfortable with

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): he REALLY wants a 3some with you and black pete he'd literally commit several felonies to have his 2 favorite people either fucking him or being fucked by him

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): he knows what he's doing, mans can play you like an upright bass for God's sake

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual):he loves fucking into you from behind seeing your ass on display just for him

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): a few jokes here and there, aftercare tho OH BOY FUCKING HOWDY he's teasing you and making jokes to make you red in the face

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): he manscapes a little so it ain't like a jungle but he's got a happy trail and a little bit to keep warm

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): He's somehow intimate, yet vulgar. He'll make lewd noises, but somehow, the sweat and skin colliding keeps things intimate

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): if you and black pete aren't available (for whatever reason) he'll usually fuck into his hand and whimper either of your names

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): He's a total SLUT for praise, tell him he's doing a good job and he'll MELT. He's very much into gripping, never hard enough to hurt you. His fingers will dig into your thigh or hips when he's drilling into you to keep you in place. He's also canonically into exhibitionism, the risk of getting caught always gets his blood pumping to the right places

L = Location (Favourite places to do the deed): he likes going into stedes private closet full of fancy clothes.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): frenchie started this regular thing where he'll sing on deck and it'll turn into a little party, seeing you dance and laugh with the other crew members always gets him hot and bothered

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): anything having to do with bodily fluids (other than cum) he has class even if it's not much

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): he prefers to give, he's a chatterbox, using his mouth is a skill on its own. He'll eat you out like a man starved until you're crying from overstimulation

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): first couple of times he was like a dog in heat. After a while he caught feels and now he makes it all about your please bc it gets him off way more knowing he's making you feel good

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): he LOVES quickies, going at it when yall are supposed to be doing work? He fucking lives for it

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): He's into exhibitionism. Need I say more?

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): he busts pretty quickly but he can go for around 3 rounds

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): modern lucius would definitely own a couple vibrators to use on himself AND his partners

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he LOVES to tease, edging is a two way street for him

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): he tries to keep the noise down but all it takes is a tug of the hair and one "good boy" and he's a whimpering mess

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): first time yall fucked was right after he sketched you

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): good 5.5 inches, average girth, leans slightly to the right

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): he sees you dancing or laughing at a dumb joke stede made and he's ready to go. Seeing you happy makes him weak in the knees

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): after he's done with aftercare he holds you and makes sure you're asleep before he let's himself drift off

#our flag means gay #ofmd lucius

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scarletjedi · 2 years

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OFMD predictions

spoilers ahoy

okay, so first of all - I don’t watch romcoms, really, so I’m less familiar with the tropes. HOWEVER, I saw a post earlier today (I’m not sure if it was here or twitter) that said this seasons ends with Stede at the “running through the airport” moment but with Ed still in the “It’s over, and love is dead” part - they’re at different beats. But! the next beat is reconciliation. So....how will it happen?

Here are a few thoughts. Some are mine. Some I’ve seem before but agree with:

1) if Stede hadn’t arrived at that island in the last few minutes, then that would have been the opening sequence of season 2.

2) Being that Kracken!Ed has Jim, Frenchie (and Lucius, see next point), we can assume that Steede and the Revenge crew are going to go after them. This will be the plot that leads to reunion (if not reconciliation). The question is not what will happen, but *how* and *how long*. Personally, I love the idea of them being reconciled after an episode or two and then facing other stuff, but I can also seem them not getting back together for realz until the end of the season (see point 4).

3). Lucius isn’t dead. One of the first things that Stede shows Ed about the revenge is the secret passages he has all about the ship - I know I’m not the first person to say this, but I’m on team “Lucius hiding in the ship’s secret passages like hawkeye in the air vents of Avengers Tower circa 2012 fanfic”. From a writers standpoint, then, we have Jim and Frenchie on board to help - and I’m gonna say that Fang and Ivan help too.

3a) I think if Lucius was really dead, and permanently, he would have been killed in front of people with a body. There’s foreshadowing of his hiding as well, from when Jim and Oluwande hide him.

4) reconciliation - Kracken!Ed “killing” Lucius and Stede leaving give each other something to forgive - something terrible that represents what each feel is the worst part of themselves (killer vs coward) but was in a sense “undone” and something the other can forgive. Because in reality, Ed isn’t a killer and Stede isn’t a coward - but Ed makes Stede brave and Ed can, to quote Florence Welch. “put it down in the pleasure of [his] company”

4a) The remark that Stede makes in episode 9 about facing one’s mistakes and making right by facing the consequences....come on guys. We’re going to see that dialogue again, and it’s going to be when Stede is on the deck of the Revenge before Kracken!Ed, who asks why he came back (now, when he didn’t come back before--)

4b) I saw something else earlier today, about how Ed needs to learn who he is before they can get back together - and I agree. A “synthesis” of the parts of him he wants to keep (it’s the egg post - I can’t find it, but I’ll link if if someone finds it). I don’t think Ed will be able to hear Stede until he learns who Ed is, not who others want him to be. (I think the groundwork is certainly there for Stede to accept Ed wholeheartedly - most of Stede’s censure is of things that Ed doesn’t really like either, but does because of old habits).

5) We’re going to see where Stede gets his historical flag - the skull flanked by a knife and a heart. Consider Blackbeard’s flag - the skeleton stabbing the heart? Stede’s pirate flag is based on Blackbeard’s - perhaps even a joint venture between the two?

6) History tells us that when Bonnet and Blackbeard parted ways, they never met up again. David Jenkins tells us "fuck history, gay pirates.” So - they will meet up again (they have to get Jim and Frenchie and Lucius!). History tells us that Bonnet sails under the moniker “Captain Thomas.” The show tells us that faking one’s death and starting over is a valid plan. I propose the following:

The show will end with the “death” of Blackbeard, but the final shot will be of Captain Thomas aboard his ship, with his co-captain Ed. A final bit of fuckery.

#OFMD #OFMD spoilers

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In honor of the Netflix show coming out soon and my enthusiastic re-read, I’d like to gift tumblr with some of my favorite Dream panels from The Absolute Sandman Vol. 1.

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Post-canon universe where Mary ends up becoming a tattoo artist.

He needs a version of that on his body. Now.

And Mary is like, I’m sorry, Mr. Blackbeard sir, but the human body is a slightly different canvas from what I’m used to and I’ve never—

The reality though is that it isn’t fear that convinces her. Mary just looks at the spots of crappy ink and thinks, Fuck. I could do better than that.

So she does.

Mary tattoos a lighthouse onto Ed’s arm, entwining it with one of his tentacles. It’s nothing fancy, but Ed leaves the Bonnet household pleased as fucking punch.

Which means, of course, that a few months later Stede shows back up (in a terrible disguise) begging her to give him his own lighthouse on the opposite arm.

…Yes?

Yeah, alright, fine. Get on the table.

He wants a fourth tattoo. A lighthouse on the back of his neck.

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Okay, so as the canon recedes from memory and fandom jokes take hold — la de da the world turns — I’ve seen an influx of takes that have steadily moved away from “Izzy’s tragic because this whole debacle is technically his fault (going after Stede’s hostages)” and “Izzy is sympathetic in part because he’s so bad at villain-ing” straight into serious claims of, “Wow, Izzy is just totally incompetent, huh?”

No, no, no, Izzy is terrifyingly competent.

We as a fandom need to remember our meta roots; one of the very first things ever acknowledged in the community: this is a character who has suddenly been thrust into a new genre.

For me, it’s basically the storytelling version of the “Who would win, Goku or Saitama?” question. The answer has nothing to do with power, skill, or competence and everything to do with what would be funny, because Saitama exists in a universe where, unless it’s more entertaining for him to lose, he automatically wins — always, forever, it’s the default state. That doesn’t make Goku, a guy with the power of the gods in his own universe, incompetent by any stretch of the imagination. It just means he’s suddenly been hog-tied by the rules of a new reality.

Izzy is the Goku to Stede’s Saitama.

Izzy scopes out Stede’s marooned crew (because he didn’t remember to have someone steer the boat), buys the hostages he lost, and homoerotically skillfully cuts up his shirt with hard-earned sword skills. Stede wins when Pete throws a rock.

Izzy corners Stede in the duel before he’s even realized they’ve started, hits him across the face, disarms him, and skewers him to the mast by successfully stabbing him. Stede wins because the handle of Izzy’s sword broke and there’s supposedly nothing important on the left side of the body.

Izzy is a complete asshole about chores because in his ‘real world’ a lack of munitions, or barnacles on the ship’s side, leads to death. Or at least lost raids (which they also need to afford basic supplies). Stede exists in the world where you can walk off stab wounds, find an oasis of oranges at your assassin’s church, and row straight to your lost crew without a need for anything like supplies, rest, or a map.

Pre-Stede Izzy successfully intimidates Fang, gets him to obey his commands ( “Fang!” *hiss*), and Fang admits that complaining about the abuse wouldn’t do any good. Post-Stede Fang, Lucius, Pete, Wee John, etc. can’t be intimidated because they know that here, such threats are meaningless.

Izzy manages to wrangle together Calico Jack, Spanish Jackie, and the British — three very different parties with beef against each other and him — all in an effort to get Stede executed. Stede survives because Ed pulls out a trump card that we learned about [checks notes] right now.

Stede beats Izzy again and again and again because Stede is working under the rules of the Romantic Comedy. Is it funny if Stede were to win a duel through absurd means? Yes? Then that’s what happens. Would Izzy winning here interfere with the romance between Ed and Stede? Yes? Then that can’t happen. It’s as simple as that. Unless we circle away from the stages of Epiphany (Stede’s talk with Mary) and Resolution (heading back to Ed for the presumed reunion) and Izzy becomes a more serious Obstacle to their love, everything he attempts is doomed from the get-go. Even if he were to be written as a more serious threat to the romance, the comedy inevitably obliterates any real chance he’d have. Unless OFMD doesn’t just pull lightly from other genres as it has in season one, but takes a hard turn into something new... Izzy is fighting a losing battle. He’s Goku powering up to fucking super saiyan and then being understandably confused when Stede manages to trip over his own feet, starting a Loony Toon-esque domino fall that somehow ends with Izzy K.O.’ed. How did this happen? Fuck if he knows. The logic he’s worked under all his life says it’s impossible and yet... here he lies.

Honestly, I ramble because competence is SUCH an important part of Izzy’s character. Competence is what’s allowed him to survive into his 50′s (unless he’s really 16 lol), help build the Blackbeard legend, and gain the kind of respect that has the crew (initially) jumping at his command. Izzy knows that he’s competent. His entire, prickly personality is built on being competent, particularly when competence is used as a defense mechanism. (No need to grapple with feelings when he can just kill someone.) More importantly, he knows that, under ordinary circumstances, not being competent gets you killed. He’s watching Ed trade in protective leather for lace shirts, fill up on marmalade, turn sword training into a flirting session, admire model ships instead of formulating plans — all these things that should, according to the rules Izzy has spent his entire life living by, get them all killed. We know Stede wouldn’t survive a day in the world of “real” pirates, where Izzy originally hails from. Izzy knows it too. We know Stede survives anyway because this is a rom-com and he’s the lead. But Izzy doesn’t know what genre he’s in; certainly not that the genre has changed — and fuck, if the rules of the universe changed once before, who’s to say they won’t suddenly change again? What if he wakes up one day on a frilly ship, with a useless crew, a domesticated Blackbeard, and the world is a horrifying mess of cruelty and violence again? They’d be screwed. He’s running around bitching about plans, munitions, ship speed, killing pets, formal duels, and yes, avoiding “namby-pamby” soft things because dammit of course those things matter. They always have. Yes everyone needs specific duties because otherwise the ship falls apart and they all die. What do you mean the ship isn’t falling apart while everyone eats marmalade and has gay sex? That’s not possible.

Imagine you were a crazy competent member of society according to current social norms. Maybe you’re highly educated, have a six-figure job, are meeting all the expectations for a family, you’re considered conventionally attractive, you eat well, go to the gym every day, have impressive hobbies, give to charity on the regular, maintain a thriving friend group — in every way that your peers might judge your worth within this specific social circle, you are killing it. Then you wake up one random morning and, as Badminton puts it, you’ve entered Backwards Land. People suddenly laugh at your well-balanced lunch because pff, what do you mean you’re not just eating a bucket of candy like the rest of us? Certain public displays that would have been unthinkable 24 hours ago are suddenly occurring on every street corner. You walk in to a promotion meeting with a detailed report on why your work of the last 30 years is worth recognition. The new hire suggests they have a face-paint party instead of running the company and your boss is like, “Well damn if that isn’t the best suggestion anyone’s ever given me. You’re promoted!”

What?

Izzy is fascinating in part because he’s a HYPER-COMPETENT individual who took to his toxic, violent, homophobic, highly repressed society like a duck to water, only to find one day that the rules of the universe had changed (for the better) but whoops, nothing he’s good at suddenly has a foothold anymore. You’re an expert at running a ship? Ships are just a backdrop to romance and it doesn’t matter if there’s, you know, ammunition, or whatever. Supplies — like oranges — only matter if they’re forwarding relationships. You’re an expert swordsman? Yeah, good luck winning a rigged fight where literally anything goes provided it’s funny enough (and you, as a tightly-strung rule follower, are not funny). Your entire identity is built around intimidating and executing people? The queer polycule thinks your threats are hilarious and if you strand people on a desert island their lighthouse captain will just row to them in a single scene; the guy tossed overboard will just climb into the walls and sustain himself on paper or something. You’re Alice in Wonderland except you don’t remember falling down the hole. The fact that Lucius’ cut off finger is used for a moment of (wonderfully gross) humor and he’s totally fine when he wakes up, whereas Izzy’s severed toe is more straightforwardly horrific and requires a cane, just highlight that they’re living in different genres. For Lucius, a severed finger is a moment of comedy (Dutch fuckery) and romance (Pete whittling him a replacement). For Izzy, a severed toe is a moment of devotion to a toxic relationship (eating it on Blackbeard’s command) and a #SeriousInjury that he literally can’t walk off. Izzy’s got the worst of both worlds at the moment: governed by his original, gritty genre and unable to circumvent or reap the rewards of the rom-com.

Which only leaves the question of whether Izzy will remain the tragic figure — but still very humorous for the viewer — who is either killed or permanently exiled due to his inability to adapt? Or will he grudgingly (oh so grudgingly) turn himself over to this new set of rules? I’m personally hoping for the latter BUT with moments here and there where the gritty drama bleeds into the rom-com; moments where things suddenly do become legitimately perilous and Izzy’s honed skills once again become necessary for survival. Like Ed who moves from the poetry-loving Edward into the murderous Kraken, Izzy has the potential to move between and/or straddle genres in some pretty entertaining ways.

930 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

Season 2 concept where Stede gets up to some pirate shenanigans while trying to hunt down The Revenge, resulting in a number of WANTED posters for The Gentleman Pirate. Ed is losing his mind over the sketch of a disheveled, bearded Stede. Izzy is furiously trying to tear it out of his hands (he’s too short). Frenchie is openly sobbing that his captain is alright and apparently doing impressive pirate-y things, good for him. Meanwhile, Jim:

“That fucker is worth 700 doubloons?!? I was only 50! Oh, we’re finding him alright and I’ll show him exactly how someone earns a fucking price on their head — !”

933 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

How fucking funny would it be if post-reunion, after everyone has settled down on The Revenge and accepted their weird found family, Izzy still pulled out the “I’m resigning, Ed!” speech every few months, like a kid marching down the end of their driveway to “run away forever, I’m definitely leaving this time, Dad!” Because he’s a supremely repressed gremlin of a man who doesn’t know how to receive validation unless he’s made a dramatic production of it via this intricate ritual. So everyone just accepts that on occasion Izzy will throw a hissy fit, passive aggressively pack up the dinghy, and Ed’s gotta go down there all, “Nooo, mate, we totally need you, don’t leave, what the fuck am I gonna do without my fearsome First Mate?🙄” Really laying it on thick so Izzy can soak up enough Toxically Approved Praise to survive another couple of weeks. Meanwhile, the crew is just watching this sad production, exchanging knowing glances. They’ve TRIED to be nice to Izzy—the whole mutiny thing was so last year, dude!—but outside of The Ritual he will straight up bite off anyone’s head who so much as tries to smile at him.

“Oh, you think I’ve got a flight or bite response? Mr. Hands earned his last name for a reason, laddie,” Buttons says while staring pointedly at Lucius’ finger. That’s obviously bullshit, but Buttons likes fucking with them on occasion. It’s great fun.

Stede’s place in The Ritual varies depending on everyone’s mood. Usually, he treats it like another fuckery production, making a big ta-do about how if Izzy really insists on leaving them—and wouldn't that be terrible? Simply terrible... right, everyone?—then he must take plenty of supplies with him and a bottle of the good brandy and this warm coat because it can get quite chilly at night, don’t you know? This allows Izzy to fly into a very cathartic rage about real pirates vs. gentry twats, leading to him oh so magnanimously deciding to stick around, if only to continue saving Ed from this dithering fool. Sometimes though Izzy has legit pissed Stede off, just like in the old days, and the crew has to run damage control to keep another duel from starting, Izzy having entirely forgotten his desire to leave under the allure of skewering Stede. That too is cathartic, but Ed tends to get tetchy when Stede stabs or is stabbed by anyone other than him.

Every once in a while Izzy will dig his heels in and actually launch the dinghy, heading towards… nothing, because we’re nowhere near land, you idiot, are we really doing this today? So the crew has got to drop everything else they’ve got going on and just… follow him. Izzy spends a couple hours angrily trying to out-row a top of the line ship while the others watch from the deck, occasionally yelling out corrections to his form: “Keep your shoulders steady—you’ll get farther away if you improve your posture.” “I know that!” They let him wear himself out and then tow him in for dinner.

One time Lucius and Pete are ~distracted~ while on the night watch and Izzy is actually able to slip away unnoticed. He's so pissed about it that he leaves in a true huff, that anger taking him all the way to the Republic. Two days later Buttons gets a seagull from Spanish Jackie basically saying that their wayward First Mate is stinking up her bar, you’d better pick him up before I kill a bitch. Ed and Stede arrive like fussy dads whose darling sent the playdate into turmoil; come along, Israel, that’s enough fun for one weekend.

Sometimes Jim is already hiding in the dinghy when Izzy tries to “escape” and the two of them spend a day talking shit, The Revenge floating nearby. Sometimes other pirates will find Izzy in random places and sternly steer him back towards the ship: “Do your parents Captains know you’re out here?” Once Izzy made the mistake of loading his get-away bag with half the strawberries put aside for a new cake and Roach very nearly took a limb in vengeance. Frenchie has a couple tunes that he only plays during The Ritual, to set the mood and all. Lucius has immortalized a number of the attempts in sketch form and slips them underneath Izzy’s door when he’s sure he’s not there to retaliate.

Years later, when all the crew have a lot more gray in their hair, Izzy flips them off and starts packing his things, same old, same old. Ed sidles up to Pete on the quarterdeck, sighing down at the display.

“Can you believe he’s still doing this?” he asks, shaking his head. “I thought he got it out of his system back on the Queen Anne.”

“Remember that time the rope broke and he lost us that dinghy?”

“Ha! I was ready to flog the bastard.”

And that’s how the crew learns that yes, Black Pete really did serve under Blackbeard holy shit.

1,206 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

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Dead Men Do Tell Tales, and so does History

While I was growing up, my mom and others in my family would heavily invest time into studying where our ancestors came from. One of my ancestors came to the United States from Wales, mainly because he was escaping the British who had accused him of being a pirate. I do not know if this is true or not, but it has become a family legend of a sort. Pirates, in general, are surrounded by myths and legends. With the popular film franchise of Pirates of the Caribbean, you have notable pirate legends such as Davie Jones (not the lead singer of The Monkees), Blackbeard, The Kraken, The Flying Dutchman, and honestly so many other cool legends of pirate lore. I will also be debunking some myths and explaining why it is either true or false, which is what I will start off with.

One of the best examples of a pirate and treasure is a big ol’ red X that marks the spot for buried treasure. The myth of buried treasure is essentially the goal of almost every single pirate related movie. The big red X on a map is the designated spot for the buried treasure of gold, silver, stolen goods, or whatever the heck else could be valuable. This was not the case. Usually, the treasure, “booty”, swag, or goods was a mixture of items stolen off of trade ships like lumber, cloth, spices, honestly anything that could fetch a good amount of coin. Pirates, however, did not bury their treasure because it would ruin the lumber, spices, and cloth. The only notable pirate who really did this was Captain William Kidd, but the act of burying treasure to get it later was very rare and honestly strange.

The next myth is walking the plank. This was a method of execution during the golden age of pirates, but it is not very effective. Why make a person walk the plank when throwing them overboard, marooning them, shooting them, or my personal favorite, keel-hauling is easier. Keel-hauling is where a sailor is tied to a looped line that goes through the ship, thrown overboard, then dragged through the keel of the ship. The area of the ship where a sailor was usually keel-hauled was covered with barnacles which would result in the person being seriously cut or decapitated. If the ship was going slowly, the weight would eventually crush the person. This was not a fun way to go, but with the brutality of being keel-hauled, it created the myths for Bootstrap Bill in the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise.

Before I move onto legends of pirates and lore, I would like to talk about two last myths that were true. Pirates did have peg legs and eye patches, as well as a code which was followed. Peg legs and eye patches were typical when trying to hide an injury, except a peg leg would make it obvious that you had lost your leg. Let’s be honest, when you have a peg leg you can’t really hide the fact that you lost your leg because it looks nothing like a leg. Naval battles were costly. Cannons would blow a gaping hole into the ship sending pieces of wood, metal, anything sharp really into the air. People would lose eyes and body parts. I honestly wonder what went through pirate and naval doctors’ minds when they saw injuries like this. It probably went like “Hey Doc Hook, a cannon crushed this dude’s leg. Think you can shove a piece of wood in his hip and make it look like a leg?” or “He lost his eye, let’s get a piece of cloth to cover his injury to hide the fact that he’s half blind.”. There are many myths and truths about pirates, but that could be a whole post on its own.

For legends, I am going to start off with the spooky stuff first. Two monsters in pirate or sailing lore is that of the Kraken and the Luska. Everyone knows the Kraken because it was under control of Davie Jones in the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise or from Greek mythology, being the pet creature of Poseidon, the God of the Sea. To those who do not know, the Kraken is usually depicted as a monstrous squid or octopus. It was rumored by sailors or pirates to live in the deep waters of the Caribbean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean terrorizing ships that crossed its path. The Kraken myth was most likely the results of pirates and sailors trying to find a scapegoat for the unexplained phenomena. The Luska was a different monster myth and was more believable than the Kraken. People sailing the Caribbean believed it more than the Kraken. The Luska was believed to be a beast that was half giant shark and half giant squid/octopus. It lived in dark blue circles that were rumored to have a tunnel system where the Luska would hide. There has been no definitive proof of whether this is true or not, but a half squid/octopus and half shark hybrid sounds like something from a cheesy sci-fi movie. Legendary pirates, on the other hand, were not as ridiculous sounding.

For this section, I am going to be breaking down the stories of legendary pirates or mythical figures. The figure of Davie Jones is a lot darker than what most people think. Davie Jones was in fact, not a real person. The name was sailor slang for the devil. The term Davie Jones’ Locker referred to the bottom of the ocean. This gives me a new perspective on some Spongebob episodes now.

The first pirate I would like to discuss is Jean Lafitte. Laffite was born either in the Basque region of France or the French colony of Saint-Dominique. He and his brother Pierre both became pirates and smugglers in the Caribbean but eventually bought warehouses in New Orleans, Louisiana. When tensions became high towards the up and coming Napoleonic France, the United States, and England resulting in the Embargo of 1807, they moved to another part of Louisiana. In 1815, Lafitte was recruited to help the United States fight off the British during the Battle of New Orleans during the War of 1812. After getting a taste of the privateer life through that, he was then a spy for the Spanish during the Mexican War of Independence. The rest of Lafitte’s life is mainly running from the law and shrouded in mystery. Historians are not sure of how or where he died, and there are rumors that he was Napoleon Bonaparte’s main man for getting him out of exile then, but this is just a rumor that has no substantial proof.

The next pirate that is speculative and has more legend than fact is Henry Avery. Avery was well respected among sailors and other pirates giving him nicknames such as The Arch Pirate or The King of Pirates. Avery was a big deal. He inspired many to take up a life of being a sailor or a pirate. He is one of the most successful pirates in history mainly because he could retire with his vast fortunes. Avery had no specific target for plunder, he targeted the British, French, Spanish, and even sailed to India attacking Mughal ships (not to be confused with the Harry Potter term, they were a Muslim Empire in India). When Avery retired, many who took up his legacy in piracy claimed to have parts of his treasure. This caused his old fleet and crew to go all over the world. Many people believe, due to the amount of treasure Avery had, that his treasure is still hidden around the world. This has inspired many legends and is also the premise of one of my favorite video games called Uncharted 4: A Thief’s End. Finding Avery’s lost treasure was the main premise of the game taking the story from Panama, Scotland, Madagascar, and eventually a pirate haven where Avery’s treasure was hidden.

I could do another post about famous pirates and their deeds, but before I conclude, I just want to briefly mention a few more pirates. One of my favorite pirates from history is a guy named Stede Bonnet. Bonnet was a wealthy landowner before he decided to trade everything in to become one of the most famous pirates. Like most pirates, he had a cool nickname which was The Gentleman Pirate, mainly because he was not cruel like most of his counterparts. He terrorized the American colonies, specifically North and South Carolina. Near the end of the Bonnet’s life, he failed several times to acquire more ships for his fleet and ended up becoming a part of Blackbeard’s crew temporarily. Eventually, Bonnet was hung for piracy in South Carolina.

Earlier, I mentioned the Uncharted video game series. The main character is a descendant of Sir Frances Drake. Drake was an explorer as well as a pirate. His nickname was personally given to him by Queen Elizabeth the First, which was simply “my pirate”. Back in the 17th and 18th century, the world powers would heavily rely on pirates under the military’s payroll. These pirates were given the name of privateers. Privateers were paid to undermine the enemy of the country who hired them. Drake was often hired to do damage again the Spanish and is rumored to be a key player in the defeat of the Spanish Armada.

Most famous pirates came from England but, like Lafitte, some came from France. Jean-David Nau or more commonly known as Francois L’Olonnais was one of the cruelest pirates to sail the seas. L’Olonnais would cut men to pieces or hang them until their eyes would pop out. There were stories about his brutality which caused him to be one of the most feared pirates. One story was that he had heard about being betrayed, went to the leader of the men who was plotting against him and publicly executed him. This execution consisted of cutting out the man’s heart and taking a bite in front of his crew. Ironically, L’Olonnais was killed and eaten alive by a group of cannibals.

The last pirate I would like to talk about before conclusion is Blackbeard. You cannot simply talk about pirates without mentioning, probably the most famous pirate in history. Blackbeard’s real name was Edward Teach who came from England. Blackbeard was often referred to as a demon of the high seas and practiced in magic. This magic and so-called demon nicknames were just Blackbeard using different dramatic techniques to frighten his crew and those who hated him. One famous technique was inserting gunpowder and fuses into his beard, lighting them on fire. The flames and smoke in his beard would create this effect that made him seem more menacing. His ship, Queen Anne’s Revenge was custom built from a slave ship and contained roughly 40 guns which was essentially a floating fortress. He would also carry multiple pistols and daggers on his chest, giving the impression that he was not one to mess with. At the end of Blackbeard’s life, he was living in North Carolina. While in North Carolina, he got into a fight with the British where he received 20 stab wounds and was shot 5 times before killed. Lieutenant Robert Maynard took Blackbeard’s body, decapitated it, and mounted Blackbeard’s severed head onto the mast of his ship as a warning to all pirates. With the death of Blackbeard, the golden age of piracy had ended. Eventually, pirates would die out and there was nothing left but romanticizing the idea of pirates.

The life of a pirate and a sailor was harsh, but people still romanticize that life. I do it on occasion, seeing boats and the ocean as an adventure. Video games and movies do a great job expressing this romanticism. The stories that come from this are interesting, showing how people during this time had made their lives. I highlighted some of my favorites, but they were either British or French. Not all pirates came from England or Europe. Several came from the Barbary Coast (Northern Africa, I have a blog post about that too), the Caribbean, other African ports, and Asia. No matter where they came from, they all had swashbuckling stories, and remember, dead men do tell tales!

P.S.: I highly encourage you all to find out about your ancestors!

Next Week: I will be at a conference from Monday to Thursday. I will do a short post, but hopefully, I can get it done and post it!

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