hi everyone, i’m alive and well and living in the ofmd fandom now and i wrote this
Title: blue as cut sapphires and shining like gold
Author: suchgreatheights
Artists: summerraayn and Schnublet
Beta readers: jackuntiljune, scarrletmoon, sovngarde, and TragicSeas
Characters: Stede Bonnet, Edward Teach, Lucius Spriggs, Crew of the Revenge, Mary Allamby Bonnet, Alma Bonnet, Louis Bonnet, Israel Hands
Relationship(s): Stede/Edward; implied Fang/Lucius/Pete; implied Doug/Mary
Rating: Explicit
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Professor AU, mutual pining, slow burn, fluff, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, gratuitous smut
Warnings: none
Summary:
Stede, a history professor specializing in the golden age of piracy, is fascinated when art professor Edward Teach joins his humble university’s faculty. Even more fascinating are the rumors that Ed is actually the famous, anonymous artist, Blackbeard. Stede falls a little bit in love. Then a lot.
Across the academic year, Stede tips headfirst into dizzying romance, mind-blowing sex, and happiness he couldn’t have dreamed up if he’d tried. He learns lessons he never knew he needed, forcing him to reevaluate everything from his career goals to his relationships with his children. Ed is at the center of it all, teaching Stede at every turn exactly how wonderful life can be—and the startling speed with which fear and hesitation could snatch away his newfound love.
Eventually, the only thing that matters for them both is learning enough about love to stop it from slipping through their fingers.
Wordcount: 311,833
blue as cut sapphires and shining like gold by suchgreatheights
I think we’re kind of starting to get away from this but have y’all noticed how in the vast majority of popular media, sex scenes don’t actually tend to involve a lot of talking/fumbling/awkwardness unless it’s for humor or to indicate that the people having sex are a.) probably Wrong for each other somehow or b.) inexperienced, possibly having sex for the first time?
but “good” sex, between people who are experienced and In Love etc, is almost always effortlessly athletic and steamy and they somehow telepathically know exactly what to do. I’m not talking about knowing what their lover enjoys, that’s entirely feasible, but they never even have to coordinate what they’re doing. there’s no “do you want me on top?” or “do you want to do [x]?” or accidentally getting in each other’s way.
the overwhelming message that I’ve always gotten from pop culture is that Good Sex happens without communication and, more dangerously, that needing to communicate is a sign that you’re somehow bad at sex, when in reality that’s almost definitely a sign that you’re, you know, a considerate partner who actually gives a shit about people being comfortable when they have sex with you.