Netta is a weirdo
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Not my real name. 🇫🇮 she/her 🏳️‍🌈 savernake on tumblr. HSavernake on IG and that other place. I run on caffeine, sarcasm, and inappropriate thoughts. I’m old as dirt. Here for OFMD. Stucky acc at @Stanthusiastic.bsky.social 👈
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savernake.bsky.social
get to know me ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ ★

★ age - appropriate
★ sign - Do not shake
★ birthday - every year
★ height - 5’5” ish
★ status - volatile
★ kids - and jokes
★ piercings - 3
★ tattoos - not yet
★ fav color - something purply
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writer-hardly.bsky.social
Oh hey what if instead of a work in progress Wednesday, I finally post a new chapter of this thing?
archiveofourown.org/works/624464...
#ofmdfanfic
savernake.bsky.social
I just read that as “Canon typical partridge”, time to put the phone down and get some sleep 🤣
ofmdao3.bsky.social
Canon typical patricide
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drcfxtina.bsky.social
Another chapter TOMORROW (later in the day) and then a bit of a hiatus so we can all rehydrate
drcfxtina.bsky.social
Chapter 4 of Like I Picture You, in which Sexy Secretary Ed-er, Jeff-works very hard to handle the boss’s workload. Posted for #OFMDKinktober Day 8 cuffs and anal plug.

Tags and link below. #OFMDfic
A title card showing a black and white picture of a man in leather wrist cuffs. It says “Like I Picture You | An OFMD Kinktober AU | By WellSussed | Rated E”
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dontyoutrifleme.bsky.social
So it turns out I'm pretty fuckin depressed rn. All of the things going on in my life, all the stress and frustration and constant chronic pain - funnily enough that shit all adds up.

Plz send your fluffiest Gentlebeard creations (art, fic, anything) to get me out of my own head 😔❤️
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ardnaid.bsky.social
Oh the good old days
gheyandwoke.bsky.social
I made this one early in the renewal campaign days 😆
Multi-panel Ant-Man meme. Ant Man says: "So OFMD got cancelled?" Luis says, "Yeah, but we weren't ready to let it go. So we started harassing Max in their social media posts and called them on the phone. Casey Bloys said the numbers weren't there even though they totally were. Then he called on Gay Twitter to support The Gilded Age and Gay Twitter was like hell nah. We accused Zaslav of insider trading." Luis continues: "We raised $20k to put a billboard in Times Square. And to fly a plane over Max's headquarters. OFMD got nominated for a GLAAD award and Max said jack shit about it. All this time we're getting the petition up to like 85k signatures. Dad came on Instagram and pitched the show to other streamers. So since then we've been contacting Netflix, Amazon, and Apple TV." Luis continues: "Astroglide joined the crew and we did a watch-along with them and #LubeAsACrew was trending. We did that twice. Then Max said they were worried  about violence in season 2, Dad called bullshit. We started getting a lot of major press coverage for our campaign. Dad posts a picture of a street in NYC and we all freak out. Some drama goes down with Renew As a Crew, idk." Luis continues: "We do a bunch of watchalongs of related shows and movies. Season 2 airs in the UK and we get Wee John Wondays again. Rhys joins Cameo and makes heartwarming videos that make us cry. Dad's been really quiet so we hope he's in negotiations. And that's been the first 30 days in the gravy basket."

Ant-Man stares at Luis.
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nomadsland.bsky.social
#WIPWednesday brought to you by Ch 3 of the Martian AU with @ghostalservice.bsky.social, featuring Ed and Jackie having bad days in tandem.
Ed’s thinking about whales.
Specifically, he’s thinking about that one whale, the one he read that really depressing article about that was being passed around like ten years back, the one that sings at a different frequency than all the others? That one. He wonders what’s up with it now, if it’s still out there—if it ever found another whale to talk to, a little whale buddy. He doesn’t remember if it sang too high or too low for the others, because maybe if it was too high, it could have talked like, dolphins or something? Do dolphins like other creatures? Ed doesn’t fucking know, he’s not a biologist, and his brain’s offering the half-remembered suspicion that dolphins are assholes, so maybe the whale wouldn’t even want to talk to a dolphin even if it could—but Ed’s been alone on Mars for all of two days, and honestly, he’s just about ready to murder someone for the chance to talk to someone, anyone, just for a few minutes. He’d take letting Buttons explain moon crater energy to him. He’d take Frenchie’s theories about astrology—and the dude’s a fucking astronaut, how does he still believe in the energy of the constellations and planets when he’s fucking been to one?—or Izzy’s theories on why Ed’s relationships have all failed. He’d take a dressing down by Jackie, if he could just hear somebody say his name, just once. Jackie’s browsing jobs on Indeed.com when there’s a knock at the door. She wonders what the hiring manager at the Lego Store at the Galleria would say about her resume. Director of NASA to Sales Associate - Part Time. Couldn’t be worse than this fucking gig. 
Geraldo sidles in just as she closes the browser window. She hasn’t slept in 36 hours, and she knows she’s not alone in that. Geraldo’s got that dumb-ass constipated look on his face that he gets when he hasn’t slept in a while.  He’s holding his phone like it’s a holy relic. 
“What.”
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tresdem.bsky.social
#WIPWednesday Brings a snip from the next part of the Building together series. #OFMD

archiveofourown.org/series/3835417
The inn stood at the center of town, three stories tall and Stede was let in the back and lead up a center of narrow creaking stairs and unenthusiastic walls. The room he was lead into was a stark contrast. It wasn’t opulent, but the furniture was well made, possibly from wood from the island. A fine set of chairs in front of an elegantly carved desk with a taller, cushioned chair behind it made of dark red wood.  A fireplace where the mantel had curved and coiled ends like seashells. There were a few paintings but most of the decor seemed to be carvings of fish or turtles or the long lines of an elegant crane, one foot raised as it stared out the window. 

Stede was sat in a chair in front of the desk and noticed there had been a face carved in the top center of the other. An interesting sort of face, with black lines painted all over it in curves and whorls. It’s mouth hung open and its tongue stuck out. The most striking thing was the eyes, set with iridescent abalone shells, they seemed to bring to it a kind of life. As if it was always watching. As if it could pounce any moment should Stede get any ideas. Ed would love that kind of thing, Stede thought. 

Innman came in a moment later from the other door, looking tired and irritated. Stede noticed something else he should have before. The way Innman’s dark hair, threaded through with white and gray, was bound up in a heavy braid. The same way that Ed had done his own when he’d wanted to be Jeff. Maybe it was a coincidence, but Stede doubted it.

“Well then,” Innman sat heavily in the chair across the desk, two guards, man and woman, flanking him while the other remained at Stede’s back. “Have we learned not to be a complete ass? Are we going to behave ourselves now?”
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carmen-m0n0xide.bsky.social
A #WIPWednesday post for my #OFMD Kinktober fic! I'm hoping to get a bit of dopamine to push me through to the finish 🙏. Fic is canon-divergent starting from when Stede kissed end in the moonlight, prompt is public/semi public sex 👀
Ed’s eyes had fixed gently to Stede’s face, tracing pathways between eyes down to lips, to side burns, to chin. His expression dropped a little when Stede finished speaking. “That wasn’t a long story at all.”

Torn between saying too much and scaring Ed off, or not saying enough and seeing him sad, Stede floundered. “Well, I…”

Ed interrupted him, achingly gentle. “Well… you wear fine things well.”

Now they were both definitely blushing, and the way Ed looked at him through his thick dark lashes, hesitant and reverent with just an edge of heat, made Stede's heart pound like a drum. A smile curled onto his face and as Ed shifted his shoulders, moving slowly closer, Stede mirrored his movements, the sound of the bell ringing making him practically pant with desire.

When Ed closed the gap, soft warm lips framed in soft scratchy stubble meeting Stede's, cannon fire erupted in his chest, a nameless and hungry part of him grabbing the helm and using momentum to increase speed with haste. Ed parted his lips with a sigh and Stede swept in with his tongue, finally, finally tasting him, finally a part of him inside of Ed, with many more to come. Stede's hand slid into Ed's hair, clutching it and he pulled Ed flush to his body, thoughts disintegrating as he felt Ed's answering hardness pressing against his own. No thoughts no plan nothing except for more more more and mine mine mine…

As suddenly as the kiss had begun, it ended, Ed stepping back and pulling out of Stede's grasp. Stede clenched his fists tight on either side of his body, fighting off the fierce desire to kiss Ed's rosy kiss-swollen lips, to make him pant even harder with kisses to his neck, his clavicle, every inch of perfect tattooed skin.

Breathlessly, Ed looked at Stede with an apology in his eyes, ready for his tongue. “Can we take it slow?”
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politestmenace.bsky.social
Never not screaming about the SLOW DANCE WE NEED 😭😭

#ofmd
ontheyellwbrick.bsky.social
never forget what they took from us
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carmen-m0n0xide.bsky.social
Ed Teach in this 😍
emilyonhere.gay
i was trying to find an outfit for work and veered so unbelievably off course
mirror selfie from the neck down. i’m wearing a tight red shirt with the word “baby” in a black gothic font. i’m also wearing a short black skirt with a belt. i am very much not wearing a bra.
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serpentanddahlia.bsky.social
Ok for now the 🫠s have it but if I get bored I might post a cheeky ❤️‍🔥 later…

For WIP Wednesday, Stede opens up to Lucius about his past
"Did you love him?" Lucius asked.
Stede tipped his head back and stared at the ceiling.
He was twenty-one, and signing his name next to Ed's on the marriage license. "You don't have to to do this. "
But Ed had only smiled. "I know."
He was twenty-two, and sitting next to Ed at the end of a dock-staring into those enormous buckwheat honey
eyes, the flame of the birthday candle dancing in the black of his pupils. Stede took a deep breath, and made a wish for
courage.
He was twenty-three, and Ed was in his lap, letting out the tiniest hiccuping sighs as he rocked slowly on Stede's
cock. Their mouths were pressed against each other-just sharing air, too boneless and fucked out to even kiss properly.
Stede's dick hurt pretty much all the time these days, that was how much sex they were having, but he couldn't bear to
stop. 
He was twenty-four, and he had a cold, and he was miserable, and he'd snapped at Ed at least half a dozen times that day because being sick always made him feel scared and sad, like a trapped animal, but instead of giving up on him Ed had made him soup and when Stede burst into tears at the sight he'd climbed right into the bed and held him while he cried and cried.
He was twenty-five, and dozing on Anne's couch on Christmas Eve. His head was on Ed's shoulder, and he was drooling on his shirt, and he was too sleepy to even pick a fight about whether or not Die Hard was a Christmas movie.
He was twenty-six, and hooking his chin over Ed's shoulder to get a peek at the lyrics he was writing in his
notebook.
"You cannot write that about me!" He shrieked, and his attempts to wrestle the pen out of Ed's hand led to an
hour of play wrestling and kissing on their living room floor.
He was twenty-six, and waking up to find Ed's side of the bed cold, and a Dear John letter waiting for him on the kitchen table in place of his husband. "I didn't realize it, at first," Stede managed to say. "But yes. I loved him. I think I always had. Just took me a while to get there, but we did figure it out eventually."
In spite of himself, he smiled. "And then we were very happy, for a little while."
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citrussyndicate.bsky.social
On the plus side, look at these prints! I’ve never actually hung up any of my fan art but four of those five prints are going up on my own walls 🥲
A print of a digital drawing of Stede Bonnet and Edward Teach laying on a carpet, gazing into one another’s eyes. A print of a digital drawing of Stede Bonnet, standing in a red early-70s style suit. Three prints of digital drawings of Stede Bonnet and Edward Teach in various poses, wearing western wear.
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watchtheflow.bsky.social
We have a server if anyone wants in!!
watchtheflow.bsky.social
Guys do we need an OFMD traitors chat hahaha
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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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blakbonnet.bsky.social
this took me 1 billion procreate hours 🫠 made for jodi @jodalyn.bsky.social 's bday in 2022 ❤️ #ofmd
digital art of ed teach from ofmd drawn with procreate'd oil painting brushes
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kellykat53.bsky.social
Please rise for the pirate anthem
🏴‍☠️❤️
piratebot.bsky.social
Ohhhhh, a pirate's life sounds just right
Sounds quite nice I could say that twice.
Sounds quite nice, we wont live long foy-ho-ye-yo-yodelay-ho
Smash and gouge and stab and poke and choke you out, that's a pirate's life
Pirate's life, short but nice
foy-ho-ye-yo-yodelay-ho
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politestmenace.bsky.social
They’re always on his mind, too 🥰

(image credit @savernake.bsky.social 🫶)
Edited photo of Kevin Bacon as Applejack with a speech bubble
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worldhistory.org
🐙 This mosaic with an octopus is made of limestone and dates from the 2nd-3rd century CE. It is from Villaquejida (León), Spain. (Museo Arqueológico Nacional, Madrid). Photo by James Blake Wiener.
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worldhistory.org
🐙 Today is World Octopus Day! 

🐙 A Minoan octopus, detail from a New-Palace period (1500-1450 BCE) Cretan Clay askos with 'Marine Style' decoration, (Heraklion Archaeological Museum, Crete). Photo by Mark Cartwright. 

#WorldOctopusDay #Octopus #History #AncientHistory #Art #ArtHistory
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edbbteach.bsky.social
I hope my freaky wives are having a messy, hot and sloppy lesbians day <3

[gif from heddagab on tumblr]
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