PilotPirate
@pilotpirate.bsky.social
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She/her, elder millennial, OFMD podfic creator, writer. I sometimes post explicit content. Cover art by @sonorawent! Podfics: https://archiveofourown.org/users/PilotPiratePods/ Fics: https://archiveofourown.org/users/PilotPirate/
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pilotpirate.bsky.social
It's here! Chapter one of I Got People, my #ofmdreversebigbang collab with @sonorawent.bsky.social! The getaway bus is a little crowded but surely there's room for Ed and Zheng, right? Gorgeous art! Post-heist shenanigans! Identity crises! And more... archiveofourown.org/works/680669... #GarlicSoup
Title card for a fic. A picture of a vintage-looking bus with Gentlebeard and Garlic Knot silhouettes in the window and a Zheng silhouette in the doorway. I Got People is written across the bus in bold tangerine letters. Underneath is written: Words by PilotPirate and Art by SonoraWent. On the corner of the bus it says OFMD RBB 2025. It is beautiful!
pilotpirate.bsky.social
I'm on the train to Portland!!! 🎉
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butterscup95.bsky.social
As we head into the weekend, leave your weekday worries behind and don’t stress today. 😎 #OFMD
pilotpirate.bsky.social
Samesies! Socially awkward high five!
pilotpirate.bsky.social
🫂 socially awkward hug
pilotpirate.bsky.social
I am simultaneously jealous of everyone who is already in Portland and feeling intense social anxiety about my planned whirlwind Saturday there 😂 I contain multitudes!
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crittercolours.bsky.social
"Your highness."

The new knight's eyes burned with passion as they lifted Prince Oluwande's hand. Soft lips pressing to his skin - tender, intimate, full of desire.

The Prince barely held in a gasp. His hand had been kissed a hundred times before, but never like this...

#TealOranges #OFMDart
Digital art of Oluwande and Jim from OFMD, drawn as a prince and knight respectively. Jim is lifting Oluwande's hand and pressing a kiss to his knuckles, while looking at Oluwande with bedroom eyes. Oluwande stares at them with wide eyes.

Oluwande is wearing his Prince Azi costume with a circlet crown. Jim wears a full knight's plate armour, decorated with orange blossom engravings. They also wear a teal cape and a sword dangly earring. The background is grey to orange ombre, with a teal and gold border.
pilotpirate.bsky.social
That's such a bummer I'm sorry!
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unfunpleasures.bsky.social
despite bsky and discord both conspiring against me on my laptop:

the jamestown ferry
chapter 10 (featuring 🔥 art by @sweetpotato70.bsky.social)

archiveofourown.org/works/687612...
A vintage-looking photo of the Jamestown Ferry docks with a Williamsburg penant, Cue Club ad, and Houston postcard overlaid. Text in white reads, "The Jamestown Ferry, an OFMD AU by unfunpleasures, with art by sweetpotato."
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jrnlfulldoodles.bsky.social
It’s been the longest month in all of history, but chapter 3 is up!
#ofmdfic

archiveofourown.org/works/696445...
Title: May, June, July, I Count the Time
Author: Vmarssmartrthnme
Summary:
Ed and Stede (and Judy!) survive their first full day on the road. Ed gets some answers he's been hoping for, plus a few more he realizes he didn't actually want at all.
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unfunpleasures.bsky.social
here’s a little wip wednesday snippet of chapter 10 of jamestown ferry, which is probably coming tonight or possibly tomorrow (with TWO pieces of art!!!)
“I like that you like it when I get off,” he admits, cheeks burning like he’s shy about it, despite the circumstances.

“I love it,” Stede replies with a fond, breathless smile, and Ed has absolutely no doubt that he’s being completely sincere. It makes his stomach flip a little.

He makes quick work of getting his own cock out, almost surprised at how hard he is and how good it feels not to be trapped in his polyester slacks. It’s enough to make him shudder a little as he spits in his own hand under Stede’s heated gaze, knowing he’s watching every tattooed knuckle as he wraps his fingers around himself and moans softly at the first slow stroke.

“There you are, darling,” Stede says quietly, his voice low and smooth and impossibly hot as he trails the back of a finger along Ed’s scruffy jaw and swipes his thumb over his wet lower lip. “Does that feel good?”
pilotpirate.bsky.social
Ed is still getting his racewalking lesson from Stede! I almost posted a snip without any words like "gyrations," "wiggle," or "magical pelvis" but then I realized the error of my ways.
#WIPWednesday #OFMDfic
Ed feels himself relaxing into the stride, concentrating less, letting his body find the motion. He relishes in the warmth in his muscles, in the way he can practically feel the oxygen flowing through him, to every forgotten nook and cranny of his ramshackle frame. He knows that you don't really get endorphins from a workout this short, that's been debunked, but he swears something is happening in his brain. A new chemical is pinging around in there, and it makes him want to smile and smile and smile until his face hurts from the unfamiliar stretch. He feels like a different person than he did just a few hours ago. Like he's broken through something hard and brittle, emerged soft and new, crunchy fragments left behind in his wake, littering the bouncy, rust-red track. 
They are in the final straightaway now, and Ed can feel Stede beside him subtly pushing the pace. As they both wiggle their hips towards down the track, Ed cannot believe that he’s ended up here, gone from admiring a beautiful sparkle of a man with a magical pelvis, to circling a track with said magical sparkle-man, moving with the most ridiculous gyrations ever created by humans. They burst over the finish line, Ed just about ready to collapse, but he’s suddenly supported by an arm clapped across his back. 
“You won,” says Stede with a grin.
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petrichorca.bsky.social
#TakeTwoTuesday for a little fic about Mary, Doug, Louis and Alma visiting Ed and Stede at the inn. Ed and Alma play pirates 🏴‍☠️

Wherever You Roam (T, 1.1k) archiveofourown.org/works/55372984

@babykraken.bsky.social made a beautiful podfic and art(!!) for it too: archiveofourown.org/works/57013345
Water color and ink painting of stede and Ed standing on their inn porch. They're holding hands and drawn in silhouette; the background is in sunset colors. Original art by baby_kraken
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alltomato1717.bsky.social
@ofmdwhump.bsky.social
Day 6
Who Did This To You
(nonlinear scenes in series)
A second set of scenes that take place before
Love in the Time of Pay Phones: Ed and Stede are at their motel. They have
a revealing conversation.
Stede makes a decision.
Prompt for day 6: Who did this to you/comfort
Title from
John Moreland Break My Heart Sweetly
Thatcher's Island Twin Lights. Gloucester, Mass
7312
pilotpirate.bsky.social
Sending so much positive energy to your dad! 💖
pilotpirate.bsky.social
I'm so sorry for your loss
pilotpirate.bsky.social
Thank you it was very successful and I'm already feeling better! 💖
pilotpirate.bsky.social
I think he's planning to do surgery.
pilotpirate.bsky.social
I asked how it got in there and he said, "We don't really know how a fire truck gets in your tummy. Maybe through your belly button?" Seems plausible.
pilotpirate.bsky.social
I have an upset stomach and my 6 year old is acting as doctor. He did an x-ray and, folks, things are looking pretty grim. I have a fire truck in my tummy.
pilotpirate.bsky.social
Noooo 😭 that sucks hope you've managed to get some rest
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lyndzi.bsky.social
Rules: Feel free to draw inspiration from any of the plot lines in “Love, Actually” with any characters from “Our Flag Means Death.” No length limits. No content limits.
Only real rule is that all fics will be posted on Christmas Day, 2025. 🎄 and added to the A03 collection “For Love, Actually."