Ed looks down, ready to get on with things, and he startles. He’s—Stede—this fucking guy has shoved his hand through the hole in the wall, fingers lined up and thumb out like he’s—nah—he wants to—

“Are you trying to shake hands?”

“Yes, I thought—”

Ed blinks. “Through a glory hole?”

“Oh Christ,” the man allegedly named Stede says, “I’ve messed this up already, haven’t I? I’m so sorry, Jeff, just forget I—hang on—damn.”

It's a glory hole meet-cute! Multiple chapters of Ed and Stede falling in love through a hole in a bathroom wall. Sex, feelings, pining, bad decisions -- all contained within. Now COMPLETE.

#fanfiction #ofmd #edward_teach/stede_bonnet

Ed's tattoos have stories to tell. ---- “Now, close your eyes. Try not to think about anything.” Stede wonders what kind of game this is, exactly. Ed’s skin is warm as ever under his hand and it’s silly, but he fancies he can feel the small crosses and pin-prick stars as warmer still, heating up against his palm. The pulse in Ed’s thumb beats in time with the pulse in Stede’s wrist. Ed starts to hum. It’s a low rumble, gently swooping between deep tones; the design under Stede’s hand gets hotter and hotter. It feels red and sharp. Stede feels the vibration of Ed’s humming inside him as though it’s coming from his own chest. Stede’s eyes are closed but he sees—feels—knows the room around him is receding. The walls are rushing away. The gentle rocking isn’t the Revenge riding the ocean swell, but their bed floating amongst waves. He can smell a sharp sting of salt and feel a biting wind on his cheeks. Ed speaks, but the humming doesn’t stop. “Can you see it?” He can. #fanfiction #ofmd #edward_teach/stede_bonnet

Sailors call them watermarks. A gift from the sea, a name or symbol written on your chest, meant to guide you to your own true love. But Stede Bonnet's mark doesn't look like anything at all. Not really. And it certainly doesn't look like 'Edward' or 'Teach' or 'Blackbeard' or a black beard and that's fine. Completely fine. Ed's absolutely fine with it. #fanfiction #ofmd #edward_teach/stede_bonnet

Stede’s being kissed before the door fully clicks shut behind him. #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

Stede comes back. Ed does too. It just takes a little longer. #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

"‘But you’ve never fucked yourself?’ ‘Well, I, er…’ his eyes wandered around the space again, ‘I’ve certainly been told to fuck myself, but I can’t say I’ve ever followed through.’" Edward is shocked to discover Stede has never engaged in a particular intimate activity and offers some encouragement #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

If the dress fits, wear it. #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

“Edward Teach, you will sit nicely and accept pleasure or so help me God I will make you.” #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

"There's something you should know," Spanish Jackie says. "You're married." Ed freezes. "I beg your pardon," Stede says helpfully. "But I'm not your 19th husband." "No, you idiots. You're married to each other." #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

the one where they smoke weed together #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

“Curses can be broken,” Stede argues. “Think you’ve got it backwards, mate.” Edward smiles, a sad one, heavy with years of sorrow. “I was always a monster. Spent my life being terrible.” He shakes his head. “I'm not a man cursed to be a monster, I’m a monster cursed to be a man.” — OR A lighthouse keeper/kraken au #fanfiction #au #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

“Oh! Oh, well, that’s,” Stede looked down at himself where the modest cut was beginning to bleed. “That hurt.” “Thought it might,” Ed said, moving to swing off him. “Happy now?” A hand reached out and clutched at his thigh. Ed looked down at the hand, at the cut, at Stede’s face. “Wait,” Stede said. “Just wait another moment.” #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

The only thing Ed is sure about wanting to wear is Stede’s cravat. Stede slips two fingers around it. He doesn’t even have to tug, and Ed’s breath hitches. “Stay still, Ed.” Ed whimpers against Stede’s knee. “C’mon!” “You’re being very distracting, which means it’s taking me longer to finish this chapter.” Ed is silent for a moment, and Stede keeps reading while his two fingers press against Ed’s neck. “And what are you gonna do when you’ve finished the chapter?” Ed asks. “Depends on you, doesn’t it?” Stede asks. “Are you going to behave?” #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd

The thing is, when you’re Blackbeard you’ve got kind of a reputation to uphold. When you captain a ship, when you lead a crew, when people look up to you, tell stories, build a legend – parts of that legend are always more accurate than others. And maybe you just let it slide, some of the things people say. Some of the things they assume. Maybe you swagger around and wear black leather and are a handsy bastard and let the stories tell themselves. Maybe you don't want to talk about it. #fanfiction #edward_teach/stede_bonnet #ofmd