A short drabble based on what my dumb ass thought an Act Of Grace was when I saw this gif before watching the show!
Fandom - Our Flag Means Death
Pairing - Ed/Stede
Warnings - Curse words, a sword?
“What”Izzy hissed, barely audible until he repeated it again, louder, and with more venom, “WHAT?”
He’s misheard, surely he had fucking misheard. There was no way, it just wasn’t possible.
But it was.
“Act of Grace!” Ed yelled again, resolutely, satisfied, relieved, elated even.
“Act of Grace!” The crew cried out, a little confused, but supportive.
“What? Grace! What he said.” Stede stammered out, looking around despite the blindfold on his face, stilling when Ed gently pulled the cloth from his eyes.
“Oh for fucksake” Izzy snarled, levelling his Captain with a glare what would surely have dropped him on the spot, had words the power to kill.
An Act of Grace, for Stede fucking Bonnet, the blubbering idiot who made mockery of the title ‘Pirate’. But unlike that perfumed, satin draped moron, Izzy Hands was a true Pirate, and as sick as it made him feel, he would honour the code.
“Act of fucking grace!” He spat out, unsheathing his sword, and leaping forward, the sharp point of his weapon on trajectory with what’s his fuck’s face, the vengeful brother of Bonnet’s victim.
As difficult, futile, and fucking stupid as it was, he was a pirate, he would fulfil his duty or die trying.
Three hours later as he stood on the white sands of some island, watching Bonnet and Blackbeard beam at each other, he wished it he had fucking died, instead of being forced to witness this abomination.
Whatever Pirate had added “Act of Grace” to the fucking code was a rotten hearted bastard. Forcing a crew to risk life and limb, no matter the odds, no matter the enemy, just because their Captain invoked the Act of Grace, making his or her crew honour fucking bound to deliver them to the alter.
“And uh, do you Ed, Blackbe… uh, Edward Teach… I’m sorry, are we sure I have the authority to perform this wedding, because it seems unlikely?” Lucius asked, looking somewhere between plain fucking bewildered, and sassily indignant.
“Just fucking do it!” Ed ordered, not for one second tearing his gaze away from Stede’s equally adoring one.
He had invoked the Act Of Grace, declaring his intentions to marry Stede Bonnet, and he would fucking see it through.
A short drabble based on what my dumb ass thought an Act Of Grace was when I saw this gif before watching the show!
Fandom - Our Flag Means Death
Pairing - Ed/Stede
Warnings - Curse words, a sword?
“What”Izzy hissed, barely audible until he repeated it again, louder, and with more venom, “WHAT?”
He’s misheard, surely he had fucking misheard. There was no way, it just wasn’t possible.
But it was.
“Act of Grace!” Ed yelled again, resolutely, satisfied, relieved, elated even.
“Act of Grace!” The crew cried out, a little confused, but supportive.
“What? Grace! What he said.” Stede stammered out, looking around despite the blindfold on his face, stilling when Ed gently pulled the cloth from his eyes.
“Oh for fucksake” Izzy snarled, levelling his Captain with a glare what would surely have dropped him on the spot, had words the power to kill.
An Act of Grace, for Stede fucking Bonnet, the blubbering idiot who made mockery of the title ‘Pirate’. But unlike that perfumed, satin draped moron, Izzy Hands was a true Pirate, and as sick as it made him feel, he would honour the code.
“Act of fucking grace!” He spat out, unsheathing his sword, and leaping forward, the sharp point of his weapon on trajectory with what’s his fuck’s face, the vengeful brother of Bonnet’s victim.
As difficult, futile, and fucking stupid as it was, he was a pirate, he would fulfil his duty or die trying.
Three hours later as he stood on the white sands of some island, watching Bonnet and Blackbeard beam at each other, he wished it he had fucking died, instead of being forced to witness this abomination.
Whatever Pirate had added “Act of Grace” to the fucking code was a rotten hearted bastard. Forcing a crew to risk life and limb, no matter the odds, no matter the enemy, just because their Captain invoked the Act of Grace, making his or her crew honour fucking bound to deliver them to the alter.
“And uh, do you Ed, Blackbe… uh, Edward Teach… I’m sorry, are we sure I have the authority to perform this wedding, because it seems unlikely?” Lucius asked, looking somewhere between plain fucking bewildered, and sassily indignant.
“Just fucking do it!” Ed ordered, not for one second tearing his gaze away from Stede’s equally adoring one.
He had invoked the Act Of Grace, declaring his intentions to marry Stede Bonnet, and he would fucking see it through.
A short drabble based on what my dumb ass thought an Act Of Grace was when I saw this gif before watching the show!
Fandom - Our Flag Means Death
Pairing - Ed/Stede
Warnings - Curse words, a sword?
“What”Izzy hissed, barely audible until he repeated it again, louder, and with more venom, “WHAT?”
He’s misheard, surely he had fucking misheard. There was no way, it just wasn’t possible.
But it was.
“Act of Grace!” Ed yelled again, resolutely, satisfied, relieved, elated even.
“Act of Grace!” The crew cried out, a little confused, but supportive.
“What? Grace! What he said.” Stede stammered out, looking around despite the blindfold on his face, stilling when Ed gently pulled the cloth from his eyes.
“Oh for fucksake” Izzy snarled, levelling his Captain with a glare what would surely have dropped him on the spot, had words the power to kill.
An Act of Grace, for Stede fucking Bonnet, the blubbering idiot who made mockery of the title ‘Pirate’. But unlike that perfumed, satin draped moron, Izzy Hands was a true Pirate, and as sick as it made him feel, he would honour the code.
“Act of fucking grace!” He spat out, unsheathing his sword, and leaping forward, the sharp point of his weapon on trajectory with what’s his fuck’s face, the vengeful brother of Bonnet’s victim.
As difficult, futile, and fucking stupid as it was, he was a pirate, he would fulfil his duty or die trying.
Three hours later as he stood on the white sands of some island, watching Bonnet and Blackbeard beam at each other, he wished it he had fucking died, instead of being forced to witness this abomination.
Whatever Pirate had added “Act of Grace” to the fucking code was a rotten hearted bastard. Forcing a crew to risk life and limb, no matter the odds, no matter the enemy, just because their Captain invoked the Act of Grace, making his or her crew honour fucking bound to deliver them to the alter.
“And uh, do you Ed, Blackbe… uh, Edward Teach… I’m sorry, are we sure I have the authority to perform this wedding, because it seems unlikely?” Lucius asked, looking somewhere between plain fucking bewildered, and sassily indignant.
“Just fucking do it!” Ed ordered, not for one second tearing his gaze away from Stede’s equally adoring one.
He had invoked the Act Of Grace, declaring his intentions to marry Stede Bonnet, and he would fucking see it through.
not to reused the same meme format twice in one day, but, uh
how it started: okay i’m resigned to writing OFMD fic instead of working on one of my WIPs, I’ll just knock out something short and kink focussed with just izzy and ed, 3,000 words max
how it continued: okay, well I guess this is going to be stede pov poly negotiation fic, that’s a totally normal place to end up from where i started, but whatever, at least it’ll be short
how it’s going: i’m 6000 words in, 0 actual poly negotiation has happened yet, but I did just write lucius giving a passionate speech about the importance of queer as an umbrella identity, so that’s… wait what was I supposed to be writing again?
Pairings:Stede/Ed, Ed/Izzy, Stede & Izzy learning not to completely hate each other
Tags: poly negotiations, no one in this show is okay, Ed just straight up failing to notice he’s been functionally married to Izzy for the past 30 years and should have checked first before getting a new boyfriend, Stede has no idea what polyamory is but he’s going to make these idiots talk about their feelings if it kills him, Ed Stede and Izzy are Lucius’s own personal soap opera, there’s hardcore BDSM going on just out of shot but this is mostly just people drinking tea and talking about their feelings
~*~
“You’re a fucking lunatic,” Ed says, and it sounds exactly as much like a compliment as it always should, coming from him. “God, I love you.”
“The feeling is entirely mutual, darling. Now for God’s sake, talk to your… your Izzy, before he shoots one of us.”
Hey everyone, It’s been a while. I have gotten the Pirate brain rot XD And am running a short KS for OFMD Blackbeard flag pins! (And free sticker pack) Follow the link below if you wanna pledge. And I’m mainly on my Instagram now! Check there for updates (And all the art I’ve mad)
can’t stop thinking about them finally being freely together after they work through the break up, misunderstandings and they forgive each other and communicate
