#young calico jack

[ekezable]

I read some nice fanfictions about young Blackbeard, Izzy and Calico Jack on AO3 and got inspired!

#our flag means death #ofmd fandom #ofmd fanart #our flag means gay #ofmd #calico jack #blackbeard #young calico jack #izzy hands #young izzy #edward teach #young edward teach #izzy x blackbeard #ofmd izzy #izzy x calico jack #blackbeard x calico jack #calico jack ofmd #blackbeard x izzy x calico #ed x calico jack #ed x jack

[izzyeffinhands]

#young Izzy hands #young Blackbeard #young calico Jack

[ccl-c]

“hey lou reed” by the servant was playing in my head on repeat for no reason while i made this one (it's a gorgeous song though; i'm probably just obsessed with it). i thought it should at least be more “golden days” or any slade song? anyway here it is.

in my head cj is the one person who magically gets izzy to be more relaxed and playful around him because izzy realised it's an absolute waste of energy to be serious with him (and also that he is serious enough when he wants to be).

also, i have a reference photo for this which is here. it's just loosely inspired by the composition of it but i love this series so much.

#ofmd #young but post-hornigold! #cjizzy #(i guess?) #why do i get this specific i have no idea #izzy hands #calico jack

[soapbubbles511]

#they're all so chaotic #i take this as further proof that izzy did not know ed when he was young #ofmd #ofmd s2 spoilers #our flag means death #edward teach #stede bonnet #anne bonny #mary read #murder wives #calico jack

[our-flag-means-ducks]

It so interesting to me that Ed processes (or rather, doesn’t) killing his dad by replacing the event with a bit of sea monster based fiction and then Izzy does the exact same thing for his leg…it’s a less flashy story, shark not kraken but still. is this a skill one of them taught the other or is it just one of the ways they’re similar?

#like did young izzy once hand young Ed a carving and softly tell him it was time to move forward #did Eddie stroke over the little squid carving #tentacles all curled up underneath itself #and realise he might have a thing for loner artsy types #did young calico jack pop up out of absolutely nowhere demanding to know why Hands just gave Ed a free butt plug #RUINING the moment #many questions #ofmd s2 #edizzy

[sweet-bazzle-bean]

"Even Calico Jack would have gotten it by now....... WOOOOOHOOOOOOOO"

#calico jack #garbage man #I know that's all we're going to get #But it made me happy none the less #Also so much fucking fodder for young Ed/Jack fics #That place sounds fucking awful #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers

[rat-makes-moodboards]

Can you do Calico Jack x Edward Teach (Our Flag Means Death) moodboard + Frat boy + College au + Drinking + Party vibes.

𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢 "𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘" 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎

#moodboard #art #gay moodboard #Edward teach x calico Jack #calico jack rackham #ofmd moodboard #ofmd edward teach #ofmd calico jack #college aesthetic #alcohol aesthetic #interracial mlm #interracial gay couple #party aesthetic #taika waititi #will arnett #it was surpsingly easy to find a picture of young will Arnett being the embodiment of Calico Jack

[nswd-ofmd]

Chapter 16: The Gathering Storm

Read @ Ao3 Summary: Though life on the Tournesol is nothing like life on the Ranger, Edward will have to work harder than ever to reach his goal. Between the expectations of the crew, the hostages and even Jack; not to mention the growing threat of mutiny, Edward is left with little enough time to find himself- but then again, maybe he doesn't want to- because maybe he won't like what he sees..

Snippet:

More silence then. A deeper silence. A damning silence. Made even more worse by the sound of bootfalls coming purposefully for the door in a way that could only be Bellamy.

“Fuck,” Jack says. “Act like you don’t give a shit.”

Anne leans back in the chair, hands behind her head. Jack slides down until his ass is on the edge of the bed, his legs sprawled out into the room and Edward takes a tiny sip of the -fuck he doesn’t even know what it is. But it’s fire in his mouth and a warm brand down his throat, spreading fingers of heat through his blood and even dulling the sting of the realizations somewhat.

 It’s good fucking liquor.

It’s not going to get him any closer to his goal though. Why are things so fucking complicated?

The door opens the next moment and Bellamy strides in, a dark shape against the night, shutting it behind him, not hard but with purpose.

“What,” he says. “The fuck was that? I told you to make allies, Teach. Allies.”

“Ah shut up and have a cigar,” says Jack. “It worked out, didn’t it?”

“Well, it made you look good anyway, forestalled mutiny by another, I don’t know— week? But it’s not going to help him. He needs a place if he can’t make allies,” Bellamy says with a sigh, pushing off the door and striding across the room. Edward nearly chokes on his liquor as the man trips over a loose bottle but manages to right himself before he dings his chin on the desk. Jack snickers but Anne is staring at something at the back of the drawer and doesn’t seem to notice.

“I think there’s somethin’ back there, can kind of see it in the light, some sort of lumpy shadow?”

#our flag means death fanfic #ofmd #fanfic #edward teach #calico jack #never shall we die #also starring #anne bonny #sam bellamy #a lot of booze #action #drama #and Ed having the awakenings #of a young man #finally on his own #sort of

[tresdemarts]

Some 13 year old Ed sketches from Never Shall We Die ft Jack.

Watch this spot to see if I actually finish one to completion.

#our flag means death #edward teach #young edward teach #calico jack #sketches #ofmd fanart #fanfic #tangentially anyway #he is just a wee bit feral

[beccarooni]

i mean anne bonny and mary read gotta be introduced via their connection to calico jack, right?

my personal theory is that they're gonna be the ones to find lucius and then use his knowledge of the revenge to like track him down

i also like the theory that they're calico jacks old crew and mutiny'd his ass and i think its funny if they're still getting revenge for this asshole they hated

#ofmd #calico jack #i also love the idea that these two are also like from a different show #like im manifesting badass energy for these two #young vicious pirate queens who are in love pls and thank u

[chuplayswithfire]

so ed was almost definitely felix's contemporary, probably higher ranked than a cabin boy - maybe a full member of the crew - but almost definitely of similar age, because he recalls that felix was a great guy, not a great kid or boy. cabin boys were typically the youngest members of the crew, sixteen at the oldest. ed was likely of similar age, maybe just slightly older than felix.

ben hornigold made felix eat a live crab and then watched as he died in what was most likely agonizing pain and terror as he was cut open from the inside out by the escaping creature he was forced to consume.

for the crime of stealing rations. for the crime of being a hungry boy and taking a little more.

hornigold's ghost in ed's mind says this was a lesson about stealing rations - the lesson, i'd say, was for ed and calico jack and any other young pirates on hornigold's crew, that their lives are worthless, that they'll die in screaming horror if they step out of line, if they dare to take more than what's owed.

ed was probably a kid, just like felix. at most, a young adult. this, as much as his abusive father, is what he grew up with, what shaped him into a man: nightmare fuel.

#ofmd #edward teach #ofmd s2 spoilers #ben hornigold #felix ofmd

[celluloidbroomcloset]

I've written way too much about this, so I won't keep going into everything again, but if we're going to play "Ed still totes likes Calico Jack, he's just grown up and is more serene now!" then we also have to admit that Ed really fucking hurts Stede. If they both revert to the boys or young men, and Ed is happy about that, Ed is the bully who threw rocks at Stede and is throwing rocks again and enjoying it.

#ofmd #our flag means death #stede bonnet #edward teach #calico jack

[factual-fantasy]

22 asks!! :DD 💖💀🎉💖

@bunny-coffee

@elegysonnet

AAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! AND YOOOO IM DEVOURING THIS IDEA FRFR-

There's so much sadness! So much angst! AND JEVIL COMFORTING FRISK BY MAKING HER LAUGH?? PERFECT!!!

Now I may be not able to apply this idea word for word.. but I LOVE so much about it! Would you mind if I yoinked some of this? Its great!! :DD

:DD Happy new year!🎉🥳🎉 And thank YOU for sending me a kind message! I endlessly appreciate it 💖💖

@bunny-coffee

:00 Really? Thank you!! :DD I was actually pretty unsure of that detail for Jevil.. Making him round and squishy kind'a made him look too young to me.. but I'm so glad you like it! Maybe his squishiness isn't so bad! :D

:DDD Happy new year!! 💖🎉🥳🎉💖

XD Its been a while since I watched the movie. But I think my reaction was something along the lines of:

"..oh?.... OH..?.... OH YOOOOO---" *excited for angst noises XDD*

Thank you!! :DD As for his knuckle scars, there isn't really one specific way he got them. It just shows that he's rough and tough. He's been through a lot and has been on many dangerous missions.

You know, scraping his hands on rocks, dealing with sharp teethed and dangerous creatures every day.. Your hands would naturally get beat up a lot of you lived like Kwazii.

Aww! How fun! I'm sure Foxy wouldn't mind the company! :}

Foxy: "Oh? Are you a new animatronic?"

Calico Jack: "BIG TALKIN ROBOT-"

Now usually I would say Calico Jack. And its probably still true.. but considering how I'm trying to structure my Octonauts AU.. Inkling might actually be the one who's studied up more on folk tales and mythologies.. 👀

@rockbott0m47 (huh.. in all my days I don't think I've ever received a question like this XDD)

I try to be as factual as possible.. but in all honesty, my factual stops where the lazy begins-

XDD You're welcome?? Ah- Sorry for your loss?? XD I'm not sure how you feel about this realization but none the less thank you! I'm so glad you've liked my artwork! :DD

@nevereatingpeas

:DD THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm so glad you like my deign!! :}}💖

AAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭😭💖💖💖

(Post in question)

WAAAAAHGG THANB YIU SO MCUH!!! ITS SO COOL TO ME THAT YOU SAW ALL THOSE DETAILS!!

Yes exactly! Shellington's "VEGGIE DAD" shirt, Kwazii's bent whiskers and scars.. AND YES YES! THE CAPTAIN IN FULL UNIFORM!! I was thinking that he is an early riser and was up before everyone else was. He's not intending to eat later- he's just already had breakfast! :0

AND YES!! The meals were all correct but one <XD google says that sea otters eat crab. So I googled "crab meat meal" and drew one of the things that came up. It might be a salad thing..? Or a crab pasta thingy.?? Not sure <XDD But MAN the potatoes would have been a good idea too-

One detail that I was fond of was the steam coming from everyone's cups. Though Peso and Barnacles have no steam, because they're drinking cold drinks! You get it?? Becuase they are cold creatures?? Don't like warm things??? I'm so smart 🤣

@itschrisboys

YOOOO THIS IS A REALLY SOLID IDEA!! She could have the guilt of having killed everyone, while also trying to give everyone their happy ending.. Cool! Would you mind if I used this idea? Or at least part of it? Its really neat! :00

@britneyt

:DD Thank you! I'm glad you like that design detail of his XDD

Also thank you again! Happy new year!! 🎉🥳🎉

@beryl-shade

XD My first thought was Glamrock Freddy; "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HIDE YOU NOW GREGORY??"

I do! I'll have to draw them sometime-

@tallchest13-blog

Thank you! I'm so glad! :DDD

@natewithacake

:DD Thank you so much!! I'm glad you like the designs I've given them! :}}}

#my response #octonauts #undertale #deltarune #fnaf security breach

[octo-rosa]

head empty just that tiny figure of young calico jack on the record player treasure chest in the parrot fish episode

#octonauts #octonauts calico jack #i want one #his eye patch is on the wrong side too its amazing

[shoshiwrites]

"gamble" or "quiet"? kissing out where nobody can catch them? - for Jo & Egan, of course, because I live the life of an enabler handing you another juicebox 🧃

You are the best, Killy, and thank you to you and @mercurygray for helping me break my little sick-time writer's block ♡ Bucky Egan/War correspondent OC, also on Ao3!

close to you

She’d gone with Kay back to London for a few days. Enough time to catch herself up, wire the stories she hadn’t already, knock her head against the wall a few more times over what did and didn’t go through. The damn blue slashes. Black ones too. Hell, a woman at the corner newsstand had showed Jo a letter from a boyfriend, cut into the RAF’s version of a paper snowflake. It fluttered strangely in the humid breeze, in the young woman’s hand. 

She’d seen Bill March’s broken arm, sustained in some manner during an air raid, though the correspondent still had his usual cheerful smile for her, and the pallbearers carrying a distant cousin of Kay’s out of the church in Marylebone, all of twenty when his ship had been torpedoed off the coast of Italy.

She’d gotten back to Thorpe Abbotts on a Friday afternoon, the air still soupy, her suitcase with a half-broken latch and her bitten nails, a growing hole in her last pair of stockings.

It wasn’t raining. Maybe that counted for something.

Trousers then, and maybe she was optimistic, thinking she felt the air cooling a bit around her. There were small scraps of blue sky, like she’d found them in the bottom of her mother’s rag bin. Calico up in the firmament.

The coffee’s warm, if bitter, she hardly pays attention to that now. A few Clubmobile women cleaning trays in the kitchen take pity on her and sneak her a donut. She dips, sloshes, remembers the good old days of milk and cream, and wanders back outside, wondering if she’d made a mistake in coming here straight from London. Her room is still hers in Norwich. Mrs. Fitzgerald had made sure she knew that. It’s a kindness she doesn’t quite have the words for. 

She’ll stay in the Clubmobile quarters tonight, on the extra cot. She’d left a book in Crosby’s care last week and he’d returned it to Tatty Spaatz, a piece of stationery stuck in the middle with neat, if hurried, observations. His handwriting reminds her of Evie’s, the block print of a planner.

“Major Egan will be happy to hear you’re back,” Tatty says, and there’s almost a smile playing at the corner of her mouth, her lipstick the color of red wine.

Jo hardly keeps stone-faced, a little scrunch somewhere between a question and an acknowledgement, distaste and curiosity. “I haven’t seen him,” she says.

They yawn, the seconds between the conversation outside and when he’s walking, seeing her, redirecting his path. His eyes look like he’s been squinting in low light, the mask-marks raw across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. He’d come out of his office. Post-mission administration, she thinks. Letters home. He writes them longhand, someone had told her. He’s never spoken about it. She’s never asked him.

And she’s not sure happy is the word she’d use, right now. But Tatty knows what she said. Happy is on the ground. A girl smiling at you. The smell of her hair, clean. 

The question comes on an exhale, the tie loosened around his neck. “You wanna go for a walk?”

It feels faintly ridiculous, the way she’s not used to being asked. And it’s faintly ridiculous too, the way propriety and a respectful difference between his boots and her lace-up shoes becomes a sneak-around, a glancing journey to the far edge of the airfield, the side of an outbuilding backed by trees. 

Maybe he wants something else, she thinks. Another jigger of whiskey, playing cards on the table, chips or dice or jacks. Someone else. Someone who lets him forget.

He kisses her before they’ve even stopped moving, as she rounds the corner in the half-tall grass. 

She hasn’t snuck around like this in — god — she can’t remember. Years. 

She can’t remember the last time she’s been kissed like this. A sunlit kitchen, softer. Before the leather interiors of fancy cars and class rings. She never thought it could be dressed like this, callused hands and muscle. The flutter of tiny wings falls still. A fly buzzes around their ankles; she can hear it between the sounds of his mouth, breath hot between them.

She can feel that little swatch of damp at the small of her back, the feeling of her hipbones beneath the wool of her trousers. He breaks away to kiss the side of her mouth, the short hairs of his mustache brushing her upper lip. 

John, she wants to say, but maybe she can help it, the desperate act of naming him. It all sticks in her throat, like a glob of too-soft caramel. Hardening. John, John, John. “Afternoon, Major.” 

He looks like he’s trying to decide something, kisses her again by her nose while he does. She’ll do the same if he’ll let her, the cuts of the oxygen mask and the freckles she can see in the light. “Afternoon, Captain.”

#masters of the air oc #mota oc #john egan x oc #bucky egan x oc #title from listening to the sinatra vdiscs while writing #not to be confused with the carpenters #i mean. you could. it would be fine also. #i've had a really fun cold for the better part of a week so this may be a little....interesting. but i'm feeling a lot better! #hope people enjoy <3 #motaverse #jo's tag #anyway! #shoshi writes

[krakenandcracker]

Boys first mutiny!

Young and beaten Edward Izzy and Calico jack-

release the baby kraken

Night doodle art by me

#our flag means death #our flag means love #our flag means fanart #ofmd fanart #ofmd #blackbeard ofmd #ofmd izzy #ofmd calico jack #edward teach #calico jack #izzy hands #israel hands #fanart #tumblr draw #mutiny