EricaYO
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Ed moved to this small, nowhere bit of beach town to get away from his life and get back in touch with himself— whoever the fuck that is, anyways— so the absolute very last thing he ever expects to see in his local-turned-personal-favorite hole in the wall pub is his ex husband.
Or for said ex husband to come up to him to say hi, talk, and catch up.
Fuck.
Bookmarked by EricaYO
08 Jul 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Stede and Ed's relationship ended months ago, but Stede hasn't been able to let it go. He's amazed when Ed agrees to participate in The Ex-House with him, sharing a tiny house on live television for six weeks to win the grand prize.
“Hello, Edward!” he says, forcing brightness. Remembers to look at his face - two seconds at a time is perfectly acceptable, look at the face, not directly into the eyes - tries to remember to turn his lips up into a friendly smile. Behind Ed, the door whooshes closed again and leaves them in silence.
Ed’s fully clad in leather, which is always a good look for him. Slight hint of eyeliner. One arm bare, showing off the winding snake tattooed into his skin. Beard trimmed short. Hair up, as well, properly styled. Small silver dagger earring dangling from one ear.
He looks unapproachably hot. The kind of guy that would skim over Stede without a second glance. The kind of guy that would sniff out Stede’s oddness in a second and push Stede down as a way to lift himself up. There are probably people watching on their televisions right now, wondering how the hell the two people in this room were ever together in the first place.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 65,131
- Chapters:
- 9/9
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 1,162
- Kudos:
- 444
- Bookmarks:
- 102
- Hits:
- 7,018
Bookmarked by EricaYO
04 Jun 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Stede gets a book about pirates from his brother-in-law. Inside, he finds a curious name—his name, Stede Bonnet. It's barely a mention, two measly paragraphs in a longer story about the legendary Blackbeard, with whom he apparently sailed for a time. That night, he dreams about Ed. He learns he already knows more than he'll find in any book.
And Ed? Ed dreams too. He dreams about drowning, mostly.
Until he sees Stede.
The title comes from my best girl Margaret Lanterman, AKA The Log Lady, in one of her iconic Twin Peaks episode intros: "The beautiful thing about treasure is that it exists. It exists to be found."
If you are a podfic enjoyer, you can find it here, and don't forget to leave lindie a little heart. thanks!
Bookmarked by EricaYO
16 May 2025
-
pliocene by UnfortunatelyObsessed for Emi_theSassiestSousa, nerdykai128
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
30 May 2022
Tags
Summary
“Well you’ve gone and fucked it up now, mate.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Fuckin' beg then, man, it's just ocean for miles.” Ed motions out to the waves, where there is no sign of any sort of ship, their small dinghy pulled far up on the sand. “I told you when the clouds look like seagulls you take fuckin' cover. Goddamn ocean mutinied me.”
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 75,352
- Chapters:
- 5/5
- Comments:
- 461
- Kudos:
- 1,478
- Bookmarks:
- 588
- Hits:
- 23,024
Bookmarked by EricaYO
08 May 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Ed does't remember what the sun feels like on his face.
He didn’t forget the entire existence of sunny days; he remembers squinting his eyes against the horizon, he remembers having to plan higher water rations, he remembers the stink of a full ship in high summer, he remembers warmth, but only academically.
He can’t remember how it felt in his bones, in his skin, in his chest, to have the center of the entire universe’s light and life pointed right at him.
So when the sun comes back, all he can do is trust his instincts, jump headfirst, and hope he catches him.
Bookmarked by EricaYO
03 May 2025