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Roger recognizes an old friend from Paris.
**You were adrift. You didn’t do anything but spend money. You walked around like you were hoping to be a character in somebody else’s novel. The boxing.**
Roger nudged Don with his elbow. “His name was Hugh. He knew this thief...”A short scene, an encounter on a plane, and two storytellers.
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It was the crew, under Oluwande, who marooned them in an abandoned lighthouse keeper’s hut for a week. Nice hut. Nice lighthouse. Food, water, and one plain bed. Everyone was fed up with them separate, so they’d kill each other now or patch it up. There were amused plans for either contingency, floated on balmy, spiced rum seas under canvas, sun, and moon.
Seven days. They lived.This is a background story of how they got together, before Roving On.
There's mild roughhousing because Ed can be an idiot. There are references to canon consistent bullying of Stede. Characters tell lies.This can be read independently as a pleasant, no angst reunion story (a turtle is threatened; Ed doesn't like lizards; Stede gets sand in his britches). There are fleeting references to a character who does not appear, so you can ignore any name you don't recognize.
If you want a brief explanation and background, see Notes at the end. For readers familiar with The Pirate and the Barber, there are some nuggets of information within.
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- Part 4 of The Pirate and the Barber
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Evelyn sat flat at the edge of the water, in sucking sand and little rippling waves and a crab investigating her torn and floating lace. The ship sank. The fucking good for nothing badly built overcharging stinking cock crewed undermanned pissant piloted splinter ridden cracker box up and sank. It was bad pirating, quite unprofessional, that had holed the hull before they could properly board. What really bit her in her well rounded bum was that she could have dealt with pirates, even idiot amateur pirates, if she’d had the chance. But no, their prize passenger had to be gallantly, ineffectively, saved by being flung into a ship’s boat with her small trunk dropped on her legs and a bleeding, flailing sailor on top to row.
Well, he died.
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Where they went from there.
Portman and Izzy, Evy and Ned, on their way to connect with Ed and Stede.
This follows Left Behind and won't make much sense without that.
Tags and characters to be added as they appear.
Started out M, changed to E.Series
- Part 3 of The Pirate and the Barber
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Evy couldn't resist a uniform. Neither could anyone else that night.
A story of her wandering youth, told by Evelyn to Spanish Jackie.Warning: I can be oblivious to some things. There are strong sexual advances made to Evelyn while she's dressed as a hussar, one by a merry but drunk officer, and one by a determined little thief/whore. I thought the first was comical and the second, erotic. Your mileage may vary.
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Methos and handyman MacLeod. A PWP.
The jeans were familiar. They'd been in a fight. There was a faded brownish smear on the back of one thigh that was surely blood. They were worn light along the long planes of the legs, along the rounded thighs and calves, across the seat, and darker along the seams. Soft. They hugged Mac's legs, his hips, cupping under the curve of his ass without flattening it, the central seam running taut between his legs when he bent forward, leaning for a little leverage... Methos shifted on the chair, and brushed his own central seam against the seat. He shifted again. For sympathy, since he was thinking of it, for a change of position on this hard, unfriendly chair. He bore down a little more. At the right angle, maybe, that ridge would scrape against his seam, with his knee lifted a bit to the side. He caught himself, he rolled his eyes; but then the ridge bit at the desired angle, and he rocked against it. Mac bobbed forward in rhythm with him, working the wrench, and Methos's jeans grew tighter in the crotch.
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The Pirate and the Barber by Unovis
Fandom: Our Flag Means Death, Our Flag Means Death (TV)
16 Dec 2024
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Waters and Witches and Dreams by Unovis
Fandom: Our Flag Means Death, Our Flag Means Death (TV)
09 Oct 2023
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White Rabbit: A Chronicle of the Old Dead Guys by Dargelos (Dargie)
Fandom: Highlander, Highlander: The Series
24 Oct 2022
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Just filling in a few gaps in the lives of a bunch of immortals. Occupational hazard.
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Bookmarked by Unovis
28 Jun 2025
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Ask A Manager: I snuck a pet into the office, and it's only a matter of time before I get caught by Lady_Ganesh for DesertScribe
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
04 Dec 2022
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Fang needs advice.
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Mary begrudgingly attends a local widows group, expecting to play along with the weeping women for an afternoon.
So begins the Big Bisexual Awakening of the Widow Mary Bonnet.
(Or: Evelyn Higgins reanimates the dead-inside with good company and better sex)
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Swede Jensen is a California stoner and deadbeat who hitches a ride with an eccentric rich weirdo to the Sequoia Twilight Witchcamp, a camp of outcasts dedicated to practicing witchcraft in the most eclectic ways possible. Along the way, Swede comes to terms with personal tragedy while observing the weird and wacky hijinks of his new friends who are all dealing with a horrible truth: that they are characters in a story, and their words and actions are at the whim of the narrator who is telling it. Will they escape the confines of their fictional world, or learn to love Big Narrator?
For OFMD Big Bang 2023!
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Bonnet took a dainty sip of rum, then put the mug down with a fussy finality. “Look, I’m not interested in deals and riches and who gets what from who. I want to find Ed, that’s it. You’ll come with us, and you’ll guide us to the Revenge, and when we’re done, you can have my other ship to do with what you like. Sell it, sail away, set it on fire, I don’t care. Do we have an accord?”
Bonnet held out a hand. His nails were ragged, and there were blisters on his fingers. Somehow, he still smelled of lavender. With all the recalcitrance of reaching towards an open flame, Izzy shook it.
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(Or: after brokering an uneasy peace, Izzy Hands, Stede Bonnet and the rest of the Revenge’s depleted crew are thrown together for a mission: find Edward, snap him out of his terrible madness, and then – and then.)
Bookmarked by Unovis
22 Mar 2024