Reposted by PerpendicularPotato
Welcome to 2025 Wrapped with OFMDRareShips! Your co-mods @tragicallynerdy.bsky.social, @petrichorca.bsky.social, and @latinkraken.bsky.social want to thank everyone for celebrating rare ships from Our Flag Means Death with us all year. Here’s a look back at our 2025. We had fun!
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![A fake Manga cover for "Hour To Deal If Your Intimidating [Co-Captain] Is Actually an Omega". ("Co-captain" is a handwritten replacement for "Neighbor"). Intimidating Neighbor and Omega is writing in pink with Omega also being giant and in a different font.
Ed is sitting in the same pose as the guy from the original cover—knee drawn up, slightly forward and sort of looking cool and aloof sideways around the viewer.
He's wearing a white tank top and his tattoos are front and center. The original guy had some vaguely tribal tattoos prominently on the same arm.
The style is sketchy but colored in in a watercolor-esque style
The background is just white without pink squiggles.
There is a "EXPLICIT WARNING | GRAPHIC CONTENT" warning in the bottom left corner.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:m5vi3ecao65ypajm7r63nlrv/bafkreibqkl2c2r7syya6fpmdjg3gkehsvythkegw4kcf26m5cbw2lols5a)
![The After-Image of a Myth
PerpendicularPotato
Summary:
It had seemed like a good idea at the time. Eighty-nine raids! So much that could go wrong there, so many stray bullets, so many opponents—their sheer number meant one might get lucky after all. And if all else failed, well, there was still the deranged sadist that had set the original record…
“You know, uh, we've never met.” Low was slowly pacing around Edward. “But there's a reason for that.”
Oh fuck me. Low had barely said two sentences and Edward was already getting tired. He was too hung-over for this…
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What happens if someone tries to violently strip away what you have desperately tried and failed to shed for years?
And what does it mean if after the mask shatters, still all they can see are their own projections?
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This fic deconstructs dub-con captivity tropes to explore the tragic futility of just trying to be Edward—while the world just won't stop projecting all their fucked up shit onto you.
More consensual and horny than you'd expect—but no Stockholm Syndrome, no “oh no, what if I like it?!” nonsense. [optional consent breakdown in chapter descriptions]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:m5vi3ecao65ypajm7r63nlrv/bafkreic6dulmwolpgv6n7kfe5q7tlxfksaztcg2qiqrmkjivtxddevjvga)
![Ned has come up with the perfect punishment for being ignored [struck through, instead read: the perfect way to break Blackbeard.]
Edward has a realization and an orgasm, in that order.
Hellkat Maggie regrets learning how to read.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:m5vi3ecao65ypajm7r63nlrv/bafkreid7kygdjfrzmqhatxsvxgoyivy6ahacuzkqfowxt55eajhitighpi)
![Digital painting of Edward on his knees on a carpet in front of a fireplace from Stede’s POV. You can only see Stede’s arms. The left hand is fisted in Edward’s hair pulling his head back and up. The right hand is gripping Edward’s upper arm to help keeping his torso upright. Ed's face is partly turned towards the viewer with a distant, dazed, blissful expression. The picture cuts off just below the 'TRUST NO ONE TATTOO' which has been modified to read 'TRUST BON [lighthouse symbol] NET'.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:m5vi3ecao65ypajm7r63nlrv/bafkreib6urmigudt4v4h3bl7crxa2qvztcravpm7tmy5v7rtdtoch2jfqq)
