#ofmdbb2022

by @mia-ugly and @pinehutch (art by me!)

“I heard you’re a writer,” Blackbeard says. There’s a sudden rustling sound as Blackbeard kicks something across the floor. Frenchie bends down to retrieve it, and sees that it’s a notebook. Wide and empty, like that one Lucius used to carry around with him. “Write us a better ending then.” Captain Blackbeard has heard about Frenchie’s ‘bit of fanfiction.’ He asks him to write a better ending for his and Stede’s story. Frenchie tries his best but soon other people want to tell the story the way it should have gone, including Fang, Lucius, Ivan, Jim, and ultimately Ed. In the act of surviving and telling stories together, relationships are considered, examined, and developed. Meanwhile, a ship trailing seagulls grows closer and closer on the horizon.

He has to be sure.  So that night, instead of going to sleep, he gets his cards out. Spreads them on the deck in the shadows where he won’t be spotted. He doesn’t read them all that much,  only when he’s been drinking or when someone’s having a bit of romantic trouble or when he’s got a decision to make or when he’s bored. He learned from his old governess, a witch but a nice one, and picked up a trick here and there in his travels.  King of Hearts comes up right away, so Captain Bonnet’s coming back to them, is he? About time. The whole ship seems a bit – um – out of sorts. In his absence. Some people more than others.

There’s no death to be found in the spread, only heartache, a rescue, a reunion. Riches! That’s nice. Just as Frenchie thought. Jim’ll be glad to hear it.

“Too Much That Time Cannot Erase” by Fang Frenchie for sure

I ran to Blackbeard’s cabin and knocked on his door. If you don’t know who Blackbeard is (AN: gtfo) he’s the captain of the Revenge, and he’s goth and a hottie. He’s got long hair that’s black and silver (like mine) and today he was wearing black eyeliner and black lipstick, also a black leather jacket and leather pants and black leather fingerless gloves that showed his purple nail polish. 

“What do you want you imbecile!” he shouted when he opened the door. I stared into his eyes and they revealed so much depressing sorrow and evilness. 

“Stede Bonet is back on the Revenge!” I shrieked.

“Hi all!” I heard Stede’s stupid voice behind me, and turned to see him climbing onto the ship. He had a beard now but that was the only good thing about him.

“Fuck off!” I said. “We don’t need your dumb prep energy on our ship!”

“Yeah!” Blackbeard agreed. “Thanks Siren. At least I have you.”

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hellooooo it is OFMD Big Bang time and I am here to tell you that you MUST read this fic, it is wonderful and I'm so happy to have worked on it!

it's set post-S1 and it's funny, and sad, and very very good. it's both a love letter to and a satire of fanfiction as a genre - you will laugh out loud at Lucius's erotica, I promise.

Hello everyone! IT’S BIG BANG TIME !!!

For this, I’ve been working witrh the amazing @theknightswhosay on a Good Omens x OFMD crossover fanfic: Buggre Alle This

But it’s not Stede. It’s not, because Stede’s standing by the capstan, dressed in pure white, looking at him with sad eyes so fucking bright that Edward can’t quite look at him straight on; everything about him so brilliant that he goes indistinct and vague. Fata Morgana. Beautiful mirage. Far away and out of reach that it tears Edward up from the inside out, feels like he could vomit up his guts on deck, or like he already has, the taste of blood and bile thick on his tongue. 

my piece for @ofmdbigbang!

loved working with @ofmd-alsaurus!

The other artpiece made for the @ofmdbigbang, inspired by Here There Be Monsters written by @satud2!