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R | Politest Menace 🏴‍☠️🍊

@politestmenace.bsky.social

Missing our found family something fierce 🥺

#ofmd

December 7, 2025 at 3:48 AM

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CuFeilidh 🏳️‍🌈 Unsubtle Male Butt Cheek Enjoyer

@cufeilidh.bsky.social

Just learned I can post Big Bang content here!

So here's illustration 1 of 2 for my collab with @ivoryfeathers.bsky.social , who wrote a wonderful Ed/Stede story set in a log cabin paradise with so many lovely moments it was hard to narrow down what to draw!

archiveofourown.org/works/602507...

Ed and Stede sit in a rocky nook on a cliff overlooking a forest, lake and distant wind farm. They wear modern clothing, Ed in a Dark Side of the Moon band tee, brown shorts, and black sneakers, and Stede in a blue polo tee, and khaki chino shorts and hiking boots. Both wear orange safety whistles. They sit on a blanket and there's a water bottle and backpack next to Stede. Ed is speaking while Stede looks on with affection. The cliff face behind them has both Ed and Kraken written on it, as well as a doodle of an octopus.

November 14, 2024 at 3:10 AM

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R | Politest Menace 🏴‍☠️🍊

@politestmenace.bsky.social

That he is 😌

#ofmd

Stede shaking Anne’s hand and introducing himself as “Stede Bonnet. Lover of beauty.”

December 7, 2025 at 1:57 AM

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Coach Finstock

@coachfinstock.bsky.social

Just met Pedro Pascal. He's shooting a movie a block away from our house. They shoot movies here often so we see a lot of famous people but I never get star struck like I did today. He's like 10 times as good looking in person as he is in the movies and he took a picture with us. He smells amazing.

December 7, 2025 at 12:58 AM

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Maja 🧶

@mindofmaja.bsky.social

I couldn't resist 🦀

Crocheted crab made to look like Izzy Hands. It has black legs, a beige body, one black claw, one beige claw, and a gray beard

December 6, 2025 at 2:50 PM

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Ally 🗡️🧄🍜 it's a safe space ship

@edbbteach.bsky.social

ladies and gentlethem: him

#ofmdbts

A behind the scenes picture from ofmd season 1 episode 4 of taika slutty sitting with his legs crossed on set in stede's costume

December 7, 2025 at 12:09 AM

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molly

@edwardstede.bsky.social

screenshots of ed and stede from the 'you wear fine things well' scene (ofmd season one) edited to be black and white with a tumblr post by @becherdireinen that says 'a man being gentle with you is the most masculine thing he can do'

December 6, 2025 at 11:47 PM

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Ally 🗡️🧄🍜 it's a safe space ship

@edbbteach.bsky.social

THEY'LL NEVER SEE PAPA AGAIN

December 6, 2025 at 10:11 PM

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Ally 🗡️🧄🍜 it's a safe space ship

@edbbteach.bsky.social

*taps the mic*

HOOOOOOOOTTTTTTT

that's it, thank you

A still from ofmd season 1 episode 2 of jim pining down lucius and holding their dagger

December 6, 2025 at 10:14 PM

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molly 🏴‍☠️🪴

@aproperpirate.bsky.social

Daily Darby

Rhys selfie - he has a mustache, he’s smiling at the camera, and wearing a black and pink striped shirt

December 6, 2025 at 8:44 PM

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Ally 🗡️🧄🍜 it's a safe space ship

@edbbteach.bsky.social

why would you slice your enemy's shirt off??? to show off??? to look at his tits???? I know what you are izzy

August 24, 2025 at 11:48 PM

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Ash ✨A Fine Fish✨ 🍊🏴‍☠️🧜‍♂️

@widogastweb.bsky.social

I’m doing WIP Waturday because I need you all to get as excited for my dopey little Christmas fic as I am.

Alma and Louis get a little more than they ask for when they spy on Santa Claus.

Alma’s eyes went wide.
Her logical arguments all started fading away, because yeah, that wasn’t Dad. Not the right build or height. His back was to them as he took another cookie off the plate and munched, but even without seeing his face, Alma knew that wasn’t her dad. He didn’t move the same way, didn’t stand in place in the awkward-yet-confident way Dad did––kind of like a pelican who thought he was a bald eagle. And the cookies––Dad’s been yapping nonstop about how high his sugar levels were at his last doctor appointment, so he’s been trying to stay away from sweets. There’s no way he’d be eating a plate of homemade snickerdoodles. He saw for himself how much sugar she and Ed put in those. Not a chance he would even go after one of those.
And––well––if it wasn’t Dad…
“Holy shit,” she muttered. “It’s Santa.”
“Told you,” Louis said, shoving her arm.

She shoved him back, but her attention was quickly drawn back to the scene in the living room. The plate on the mantle, from what she could see from where she sat, was empty. He must have been hungry––he usually left at least one or two of them for them to have in the morning. As he munched, his back still turned, he leaned down to the foot of the Christmas tree and adjusted the wrapped boxes that sat underneath the pine branches. (Jeez, she’d been so distracted by her whole concept of reality being shattered, she hadn’t even noticed the presents. That’s how serious this was.) He hummed to himself as he did so, and it was even more proof that it wasn’t Dad. His voice was low and buttery, not high and nasally like Dad’s.
It was fascinating. Like watching a wild animal in its natural habitat. She wished she brought her phone with her so she could take pictures or a video. Document this somehow so Billy Badminton could choke on his words right in front of her as she presented her irrefutable evidence.
Just as she was about to sneak back to her room for it, though, a shadow stretched out across the living room floor from the kitchen doorway.
“Oh! Look who it is!”

Yep. It definitely wasn’t Dad in a Santa costume. Because Dad himself padded into the living room, already in his silky teal pajamas, gold bathrobe, and house slippers. Weird. He was never usually up so late. Somedays, he was asleep before her or Louis. But he was awake and alert as he walked across the creaky wood flooring, shoving his phone into his bathrobe pocket. He smiled, and it was––weird. It was the kind of smile he had only when he thought no one was looking at him. The kind that made him look like he was in on some kind of secret joke.
And Alma knew, even though she couldn’t see his face, Santa was in on the same joke. Just with the way he turned toward Dad and leaned against the mantle on his elbow. “And shouldn’t you be asleep, little boy?” Santa asked. Again, a low tone. A lot closer to the mall Santas she’d encountered in the past. She would have thought that would have been an inaccurate stereotype. Interesting.
Dad chuckled as he drew closer. “I thought you’d know if I was awake.”
Santa snickered, though it was a bit higher pitched than before. He cleared his throat, though, and said in his lower, jollier voice, “My Santa Senses must be buggy today.”
“Mmm,” Dad said with a nod. “Bad day for those to be going haywire, huh?”
“Tell me about it.”

Dad laughed again. Again, weird. He wasn’t surprised at all about Santa freaking Claus standing in the middle of their living room. It was like they knew each other. Dad had casually mentioned to Louis a few weeks ago that he had Santa’s phone number, so yes, he would for sure get the message about the Lego dinosaur set he wanted. Alma thought he was kidding, just making something up to get Louis to shut up about the Legos already. But maybe it wasn’t a lie. Maybe he was actually friends with Santa. What a thing to keep from them! The betrayal! She’d definitely have to give him a hard time about that later.
Except…
Oh.
Wait.
What?
Maybe friends wasn’t the right word.
Because Dad got closer––closer––even closer to Santa. So close that he was able to wrap his arms around his neck. He smiled with that secretive grin again and asked, “So, have I been a good boy this year?”
“What the––” Louis whispered beside her, but Alma clamped a hand around his mouth before he could blow their cover. To be fair, she was thinking the exact same thing. What the hell, what the hell, what the freaking HELL.

December 6, 2025 at 4:12 PM

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Fuck Yeah Izzy Hands (Con O'Neill gives the best hugs! ❤😊)

@fuckyeahizzyhands.bsky.social

❤️❤️❤️ #ConONeill #CooperONeill

November 22, 2025 at 3:32 PM

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daily alucard ⚰️

@alucarddaily.bsky.social

🫴🫴🫴

December 6, 2025 at 9:04 PM

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Robin Hayward 🎄 🏳️‍⚧️

@canopyrobin.com

One year ago today, I sold my first pin badge at canopyrobin.etsy.com and set out to fund my trans healthcare expenses sustainably by creating a small business alongside my fulltime job. This quoted thread shares the 17 designs and 106 variations I've made since then!

Please check them out! 🏳️‍⚧️