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There were plenty of ways to handle a guest walking in on them mid-intercourse, as Ed would put it. There were so many different ways it could and should be handled. Playing it off as though it was something else, some sort of trendy stretch routine, for example. Or casually saying that there was “nothing to see and that they should move on,” maybe even with a little captain-ly bite if necessary. Or, hell, maybe even just freezing and waiting until the guest fucked off before carrying on their merry way.
Actually, maybe the most sensible thing to do would be to bend completely over Ed, to shield his privacy the best he could and take the brunt of the new eyes on them.
Something like that.
Anything like that.
Anything better than what Stede ended up doing.
After dealing with a shitty guest and performing some, er, front of house duties, Ed and Stede think they're in the clear for a long, exciting night. But wait, did they actually lock the door and close their inn...?
Written for OFMD Whoops Weekend Day 1 Prompts: "urgent" | interrupted in the act | clang!
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It was fucking stupid to go for a kiss, right? After what he’d just been put through? After Stede’s reaction to the first one? After just…everything?
Yeah. Yeah, it was probably fucking stupid. A bad idea.
…Right?
In which Ed and Stede share even more love on Anne and Mary's couch.
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"...I’m just surprised you didn’t mention my sleeve. Kinda seemed like it would be up your alley.”
Stede blinked. “Your…sleeve?”
“Yeah,” Ed murmured, shifting back against the pillows, almost like he was preening. “My sleeve.”
Yet…Stede didn’t really know what he was preening about.
The morning after they make love, Stede spends it tracing and complimenting Ed's tattoos, confident he's loved on each and every one. But has he really?
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Okay, yeah; Stede wasn’t just eating, he was savoring on a whole different level, every bite he took earning a rolling blink of his eyes and an electrifying groan from his throat. It very much looked and sounded like he shouldn’t be in their living room, but deep in their bedroom, deep into, well, not a fucking pastry.
And damn, Ed could also safely say he’d never been jealous of a pastry before, but…
But holy fuck, did he want to be on the receiving end of that hungry mouth.
When Stede savors a pastry a little too much, Ed gets a little more than turned on. Little does he know that he'll be the one to be savored next.
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There was a reason Ed never helped with their garden. Not because he didn’t like getting dirt beneath his nails, or the sun beating down on him for too long, or his knee throwing a damn fit if he squatted too much. All perfectly solid reasons, but no—it was something a little more…well…
Ed gets a little more than worked up watching Stede garden, and goes outside to offer him a break. Yeah. Just a little break.
Written for Day 25 of OFMD Kinktober: "Take what you need."
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Ed stands in front of the mirror and puts his hands on his belly. There’s nothing there, really. Just the pudge of comfort, of settling down. He purses his lips at the picture he makes. A man longing for something he can’t have.
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05 Dec 2025
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The Hounds of Love by AppleTeeth, CuriosityRocks, self_induljennt
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
28 Nov 2025
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Following his return to a life of piracy, Stede is desperate to get back to Ed - so much so, he's willing to use magic offered by a dodgy man in a fetching outfit. The spell whisks him back to the Revenge, but things are odd - not least, everyone seems to want to pet him.
Can he get back with Ed when he's an adorable corgi, or will Ed use the crew's new companion as a means to finally get them to mutiny?
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28 Nov 2025
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time can seem so heavy when you hold it by endofadream, IndigoKey
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
05 Mar 2025
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“Stede!” Ed screams as he clocks the movement at his side, but it’s a second too late, Stede turns a second too late, and time slows down, narrows in on the thin silver tip of the sword as it makes its way towards Stede’s face.
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17 Aug 2025
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Honey, don't feed me, I will come back by serpent_and_dahlia
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
19 Apr 2025
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Bubbles shielded Ed’s modesty, a dense carpet of them covering the surface of the water so that all Stede could see was his face, the silver mass of his hair piled messily, fetchingly atop his head, and—just above the cloud line, peeking in and out of view—the slope of his bare shoulders, the suggestion of a clavicle. A smear of bubblebath clung to his jaw. A stray lock of hair, damp with steam, stuck to the side of his neck.
The sheer eroticism of the image nearly sent Stede to his knees; more devastating, perhaps, than if Ed had stood before him completely bare.
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Ed's wearing the sack, and the bell. He's doing his best to make himself useful, to win back the crew's trust. He's just maybe not doing such a great job taking care of himself in the process, but luckily Stede has a solution: time for a bubble bath.
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19 Apr 2025
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It’s a fucking travesty. It’s an oozing, malignant cyst of a dessert. It breaks its banks when Ed cuts into it, releasing a tide of chocolate goo, which floods not only over the edges of the tray but halfway across the fucking table. Ed goes 'shit, shit', and he tries to stop the deluge with his bare fucking hand (again, exhibiting a laughable lack of foresight, insight, hindsight, all the sights). The liquid is blisteringly hot, hot enough that Ed instantly yanks his fingers back with a hiss and a litany of furious curses, and he abandons the whole fucking mess with an explosive kick to the kitchen counter.
He stubs his toe.
This is the cake’s fault.
Fuckin’ cake. Whole thing’s fucked. Well and truly.
But there is something worse than Ed’s abysmal excuse for a cake. Far worse. Unimaginably worse:
Stede thinks Ed is wonderful.
(OR: Stede showers Ed with praise every time he messes something up. Ed comes to a devastating conclusion about the reason why. Angst, fluff, talking it through (as a Two), and some emotionally healing make-up sex. For LizPoppe 💛)
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09 Feb 2025