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liltaireissocute · 4 months

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our flag means... love?

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burnt-scone · 2 years

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Co-Captain Wives

#our flag means death #ofmd #stede bonnet #blackbeard #stede ofmd #blackbeard ofmd #ed ofmd #co captains #ed teach #blackbeard x stede #genderswap #lesbians #pirate wives #fem!Ed Teach #fem!Stede Bonnet #fem cocaptains #ofmd fem

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aivelin · 2 years

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Good morning on galleon

Full image - https://archiveofourown.org/works/39879594

#ofmd #our flag means death #rule 63 #fem!Blackbeard #fem!Stede Bonnet #ladies love ladies

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thetealseas · 2 years

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And you kept me alive

by thetealseas

E, 20k. Two chapters, finished work (chapter two is coming in a few days!)

Ed and Stede are women in this fic, Calico Jack never happens, but a storm does.

So many thanks to my betas @ennisagain and @green-violin-bow <3

Enjoy reading!

I’m adding a few people whose writing or art I adore or who I think might be interested...?

@forpiratereasons @hubblegleeflower @chocolatepot @sugashook @alexaprilgarden @221b-carefulwhatyouwishfor @8lack-8beard @devoursjohnlock @unwinthehart @dearpirates @fallofasparrowiv @ennisagain

#I wrote something #fan fic #ofmd #ofmd fic #Fem!blackbeard #Fem!blackbonnet #Fem!Stede Bonnet

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bloomeng · 4 months

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lesbian s1 stede for the soul (i miss stede’s ridiculously fancy outfits 😔)

close-ups 🙈🙈🙈

#ofmd #stede bonnet #our flag means death #fem!stede #ofmd genderbent au #genderbend #rule 63 #ofmd au #my art #ofmd lesbain au

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oxalees · 7 months

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glorious the Lady Pirate and Blackbraid

#fanart #art #illustration #artists on tumblr #ofmd #ofmd season 2 #our flag means death #stede bonnet #blackbeard #the gentleman pirate #ed teach #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #blackbeard x stede #fem version #q

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steven-cartoons · 8 months

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one thing I feel like some of y'all tend to forget is that effeminate behavior =/= feminine presentation

a character may have effeminate mannerisms and personality traits while still being masculine in their clothing and overall appearance

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...aka....stede is the butch and ed is the femme !!

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letsdeerintheheadlightsuniverse · 10 days

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<<Previous Chapter <<

**Masterlist**

>>Next Chapter>>

Pairing: Izzy Hands x gn!reader

Synopsis: Your screams of pain sound all too familiar to the First Mate.

A/N: This chapter is short and sweet but I think it nicely moves yours and Izzy's dynamic in a new direction.

Content Warning: mentions of injuries, trauma, blood, self-harm and angst. I think that's everything. This series is 18+, so minors dni. Go away (politely).

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"Are you okay now, Izzy?"

Gods, what a question to be asking him, the First Mate thought bitterly, as he failed to meet you concerned gaze, all the while sitting stoically in a chair beside your bed. You had dared reach for his hand only moments prior, but that had merely resulted in the silver-haired pirate flinching away from your touch.

It hurt to see him so closed off and unreachable, as he paid mind to whatever unpleasant thoughts were undoubtedly running through his head. A never-ending torment that sneered venomous poision and jeered at how he had once again letting you down.

He was a fucking coward, the First Mate concluded, as his attention trailed from the sight of his bitten down nails, towards the vivid world beyond the window. Despite the butter yellow warmth, Izzy felt chilled to the bone. The cold reminiscent of his time in the row boat, when he had searched for the overboard body of Pete, below the tumultuous, midnight blue waves.

A shiver ran through him, shaking up his already fragile insides. Gods, his constitution felt gossamer thin. The unshakeable Israel Hands, reduced to a snivelling, faint-hearted...twat, all because he could not steel his nerve long enough to be unaffected by your screams. Oh, how you had begged him to stop the doctor. The heartbreaking deals you had been willing to make in those tortuous moments. The deals with the devil, you had bargained in return for your freedom from the pain you had endured- all equally distressing for the poor pirate. The sight of blood and a limb at risk had been too much for Izzy to handle. Too similar to his own fate upon the Revenge, all those many moons ago.

His name had fallen so saccharine sweet and full of longing from your chapped lips, while a contrasting frown marred your enviable features, as the First Mate had abruptly fled from the room but even your desperate calls for his return were admittedly, not enough to drown out the ghosts of long before. The smell of rotting flesh, of gunshots wounds and putrid blood, had haunted him all down the hallway, as he put as much distance between himself and you.

Despite his wanting to be by your side, the overwhelming recollection of his own suffering had become too much for the First Mate to handle alone. Surprisingly, he had found solace from those he often held in contempt. The crew of the Revenge had welcomed him with open arms and even softer reassurances. He hated it. Loathing their pitiful gazes and attempts to console his traumatised mind.

It had to be some kind of sick joke. You were the one who needed comfort. Needed soothing words to inspire strength. He wondered, in his shameful absence, who had taken his place to hold you hand. Both Captains had be present to witness his act of cowardice but they were too busy holding your writhing body in place. Come to mention it, he had no laid eyes upon Buttons, when the rest of the crew had come to his aid. Had the mystic been by your side?

"Izzy, please speak to me." you implored, anticipating your request to be met with further silence, but the pirate surprised you this time.

"I didn't mean to leave you again. Gods, I'm..." he could not even finish his apology. The words felt so hollow, so insincere in the wake of his cowardice. How many more times was he to utter 'I'm sorry' to you? How many more times would you forgive him until you reached your limit and showed him the door? Or perhaps you would always accept his regretful acknowledgement, and he would abuse such a kindness time and time again, like the detestable creature he was. Never knowing when to stop and only ever pushing at everyone's boundaries until they snapped and showed him no mercy. What would such a punishment look like at your hand, the pirate wondered.

He was entitled to your wrath and yet, why the fuck were you being so nice to him? Talking calmly and handing him a cloth to wipe his tears. Wait, when had he started crying? Salt water tracked down the weary man's face, as you pressed a torn piece of rag into his hand, urging him to wipe away the evidence of sorrow. "I know." you said with such simplicity and ease, conveying all your understanding and acceptance so concisely in two singular words. Your tone completely devoid of any judgement or resentment.

The look of innocent consolation sent an involuntary flare of anger through the silver-haired pirate, igniting his quick fire rage in an instant. "Don't fucking agree with me." his hissed, eyes ablaze with disgust. Not for you. No, the abhorrance was not really directed towards you. Izzy was digusted with his own actions but old habits died hard. Lashing out at the nearest person, whether by tongue or by sword, was second nature to him. "Don't...don't be so fucking nice all the time. Just for once, would you shout at me? Push me away. Be selfish, be-be angry! Scream at me. Fucks sake, hurt me even. Treat me how I fucking deserve to be treated!" he implored you, breathless at his own admission. Chest rising and falling in rapid succession.

He craved the pain. The familiar sting of a slap or a bite- whichever you were willing to provide. It was a language he spoke well. Violence spoke all of the words he coukd not voice. A punch, a kick, a hand around his throat. Izzy knew what they represented, he understood their deeper meaning. You and that Stede fucking Bonnet, with all your 'talking it through as a crew' bullshit. That was the true enigma for the First Mate. Emotions were battled channelled through actions, rather than whatever drivel the Gentleman Pirate could ever babble on about.

Except, there was no retaliation on your part. No breaking him into submission. Just a watery gaze and a trembling lips at his confession. Dual hearts broke in succession.

You anguish derived from the pirate's self-hatred. Did he truly believe he was only worthy of such brutality? You detested those who had come before you, cursing every reprobate whom had dared enforce the darkness, that stoked Izzy's requirement for punishment. To add insult to injury, he longed for such cruelty to be delivered by your own hands. As if you could ever dare lay a finger upon his persons, that was anything other than a gentle caress or a squeeze of a hand. You may have been a pirate but never would anyone envisage such savagery from you. Your stomach turned at the mere thought of harming your beloved. "But you told me off for giving you a hug."

The sight of you so sad, made the ache in Izzy's chest double to the point of agony. Surely sorrow of such a magnitude would break through his ribcage and spill onto his obsidian black shirt? Whatever darkness had dwelled within him dissipated like mist upon the rolling ocean. Shoulders slumped forwards, as the First Mate reached forward, using the cloth you had handed him to wipe your own face. He could have wept when you leaned into his touch. Even after begging you to treat him like the dog he was, you still responded with a level of compassion, that completely flummoxed the pirate. "Why're you so bloody kind?" he whispered, truly wanting you to answer him.

Then, in that same sweet voice, you responded with a heartfelt truth. Five mere words that Izzy wished to have tattooed upon his body, across his heart. "You inspire it in me."

And with that, the First Mate vacated his chair and gathered you in his arms, mindful of your injured arm. Cradling you to his chest, he kept you close, savouring your warmth and softness- such a contrast to him own gruff and jaded exterior. "You stupid, wonderful, infuriating..." the sweet nothings continued, as he pressed a rough, chaste kiss to your forehead. The first of many, you hoped.

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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. Genuine curiosity, what would you like to happen next?

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frooogscream · 5 months

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When ever I talk about DJenkins please imagine me saying his name in the “Fairy OddParents”- Dinkleberg voice

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thateclecticbitch · 1 year

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Stede and Ed are literally both fem in their own ways yall just need to stop using queer men's self-expression as a justification for why they have to imitate heterosexual bedroom dynamics in your fanfiction.

#I am saying this as both an avid fanfic reader #And a gay trans man who has spent time in actual irl queer men's spaces #Queer men and their relationships can't be neatly categorized into butch=pitcher and fem=catcher #Gay men are rarely ever exclusively tops or bottoms anyway #And Blackbonnet could be Sides for all we fuckin know #Bet you've never heard of that #gay culture #stede bonnet #edward teach #ed teach #Blackboard #blackbonnet #our flag meets death #our flag means gay #ofmd #blackbeard ofmd #stede ofmd #Pitcher catcher dynamics

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corelle-vairel · 9 months

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Fem! Stede and Ed !

#fem #our flag means death #edward teach #stede bonnet

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sandinthepipes · 7 months

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In the moonlight kiss scene ed was trying his best to be baby girl and you can't convince me otherwise

#Looking up through his lashes at stede as if he was a looney tunes fem sexy character #The rocking of his shoulders?#He said I am baby girl and you're my daddy in a romantic way #our flag means death s2 #our flag means death #Ofmd #ofmd s2 #edward #Ed #Stede #ed x stede #stede bonnet #gentlebeard

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death--stranded · 7 months

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stede and izzy are going to be mean gay besties ......I feel it in me bones

#theyre both fem bitches like??????#come on. they will be whispering and giggling evilly by the end of the season #stede bonnet #izzy hands #ofmd

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unicorngunter · 2 years

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Fem! blackbonnet but it's literally a joke from the ep. 1 of Black Sails

#our flag means death #Ofmd #stede bonnet #blackbeard ofmd #Blackbeard #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #Fem ofmd

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bloomeng · 2 months

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stede is spreading her dress up agenda

#ofmd #our flag means death #stede bonnet #izzy hands #edward teach #ofmd au #ofmd lesbian au #ofmd genderbent au #genderbend #rule 63 #fem!stede #fem!edward #fem!izzy #steddyhands #edizzy #stizzy #blackhands #gentlehands

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clairebearsparkles · 2 years

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Here's my kinda older screencap redraws of Fem Ed and Stede. I saw too many Fem Eds with the beard taken off, so I took it into my own hands. Btw, I imagine their names stay pretty much the same in this au. Stede can stay Stede (Stede as a name feels gender neutral to me) and Ed stays Ed, I'd only say Ed is short for Edith instead of Edward.

#our flag means death #ofmd #sapphicofmd #femstede #femblackbeard #genderbend #genderbend our flag means death #fem blackbeard can have a beard too because I said so #ofmd fanart #edward teach #stede bonnet #blackbonnet #blackbeard #stedeward #clairebear art

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