5 Works by scribophile
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Edward Teach is down bad for the new guy, but that's not anyone's business but his own. Ed's been waiting for an opportunity to hang out just the two of them and he gets his chance after one of the crew's weekly Friday Movie Nights.
He's finally alone with Stede Bonnet.
When Stede tells him he's never smoked weed before, Ed offers to be his first time, kicking off a series of firsts -- for both of them.
Ed's had crushes before, even thinks he might have been in love at one point... but Stede... Stede hits different.
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a modern re-imagining of their first meeting.
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“Careful. Heard it’s cursed,” Ed said casually, leaning against the nearest bookcase.
The man turned around and stunned Ed stupid with his bright, dimpled smile. Oh fuck, he was hot. He was built like a brick, solid and all chest—his berry purple button-up open just enough to see a dusting of blond hair peeking through, the short sleeves straining over his extremely well-toned biceps. A matching beret was perched just so on top of his blond curls and Ed had to ball his hands into fists to contain himself.
“Cursed, you say?” he replied, giving Ed a lingering look that sent sparks shooting down his spine. “You don’t believe in curses, do you?”
That low cadence and undercover bitchy tone was going to be the death of him, he was calling it now.
“Who’s to say?” Ed waved a hand and shrugged. “Our employees certainly seem to think so.”
The man’s face lit up, if it were possible for the sun to get brighter. “Oh? Do you know Blackbeard then?”
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and i think you should come live with me (and we can be pirates) by scribophile
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
28 Sep 2024
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Prompt: seven by Taylor Swift makes Ed cry.
Ed’s in a depressy mood and sometimes he likes to just sit with it. He has this playlist called “songs to be sad to” that he will listen to when he needs a good cry and Stede isn’t home to talk it through.
note: you do not have to be a taylor swift fan to read this fic. it is very loosely based on the song "seven" but it is not required knowledge in order to read this fic.
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***hiatus -- sorry guys, this one is going to be put on hold for a bit. updated authors note in ch1***
Edward Teach is the owner of Black Flag Collective, the city’s most successful collection of art galleries and studios. He’s overworked, burnt out, and looking for an escape. Lately, he’s too busy fighting the mega-firm Bridgetown Holdings from gutting the neighborhood to even think about taking a break.
When he meets Stede Bonnet, a recently divorced dad of two looking for a fresh start, everything seems to take a turn for the better. Stede’s optimistic and curious outlook on the world gives Ed the breath of fresh air he’s been longing for.
But when Ed’s main investor pulls out suddenly he’s left scrambling to fill in the pieces. Will Stede be the perfect fit? Or will his secrets destroy everything Ed has worked for?
Title Credit: Here Comes the Sun by The Beatles
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It seemed like a perfectly normal day when Ed woke up that morning feeling refreshed and ready to go. If he had known better, he would have noticed the anxiety tingling under his skin, the tightness of his smile when looking in the mirror, the flat look in his eyes as he got dressed for work. And while he absolutely did know better, it still took him completely by surprise.
Or: Ed has a panic attack and Stede helps him through it.