#Stizzy

AJ the Not Great 🔞

@ajthenotgreat.bsky.social

4 days ago

Male moth genitalia. Photo from http://mothphotographersgroup.msstate.edu/genitalia.php?hodges=6947. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 9: Sweat drips from Stede’s brow into his left eye. He blinks and rubs at his face. He’s too distracted to notice the fae’s two upper hands reach for his c*ck and lower hands reach for his hole. Stede jolts and cries out, startled by the creature massaging and licking his hard flesh. He feels more than sees the creature push its hips forward, and there is a barely-there sensation of something thin prodding his rim. The fae stops sucking to look down. It moves its hips side-to-side, then grunts and frowns. Had Stede been in his right mind, he’d know his hole was too wide for the fae to get friction against its ovipositor. Instead of forgoing its plan, the fae aims its hips higher. Stede screams from the sudden pressure in his urethra. The volume drowns out the answering hum from the fae. Its wings flap excitedly and the pressure moves with its thrusts. The blonde’s bladder spasms and releases a deluge of hot pee that nearly knocks the creature out and off of Stede completely. The rest of Stede’s body tenses, then goes limp in sweet relief. If this is a dream, he hopes he never wakes up. At no point does the urine stream deter the fae. It holds onto Stede’s tender c*ck and folds as tightly as possible. The fuzz on its abdomen and limbs is entirely soaked. Stede’s steady flow eventually stops, but the beast doesn’t. It hums and pounds into his urethra over and over until he feels a new pressure. Out of Stede’s line of sight, something small and round leaves the fae’s long ovipositor. The creature shivers and pushes out another object, then another, into the tight passage. It dawns upon the young man that what he feels are eggs being lain inside him! The idea should terrify him, but he only knows glee from being chosen as a suitable host. “Thank you… Thank you,” Stede moans. He’s given a hum and flutter of wings in response.

A Sheep Moth laying round, white eggs. I took a screenshot from this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?embeds_referring_euri=https%3A%2F%2Falchetron.com%2F&source_ve_path=MzY4NDIsMTM5MTE3LDM2ODQyLDM2ODQyLDI4NjY0LDE2NDUwNg&v=oYlPTbuiRj4&feature=youtu.be. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 10: A few more eggs are lain and the pressure forces a squeak and a barely-there leak from Stede. The last trickle is caught by the creature. The blonde is hypnotized by the sight of the fae bringing its small, wet lower hands to its mouth and swallowing his pee. It’s the most intimate moment he’s ever had with another living being. Tasting Stede’s urine must’ve invigorated the creature. It hums loudly, resumes its massaging of his little c*ck, and pistons relentlessly into his urethra. “Yes! Oh! Please, oh, yes!” Stede wails and grips his sheets with trembling hands. He thrashes his legs. A toe-curling orgasm leaves him lightheaded. The moth fae pushes out its final egg and shudders. It hums and thrusts, then Stede feels a spurt of warm liquid going into his urethra and grunts. The creature takes a deep breath and releases more fluid, but this time, it keeps going. Stede can feel what he assumes is semen and urine flowing into his body, pushing the eggs further inside to rest in his bladder. It’s a strange but glorious sensation, pee going into his body instead of out. When the beast is satiated, it dismounts from Stede. Its ovipositor slips back into its abdomen as it crawls forward to sit on the blonde’s chest, right above his rapidly-beating heart. The creature uses all four of its arms to trace patterns over the young man’s skin. Black lines form in their wake. Stede doesn’t know what the shapes in his soft pale flesh mean, but a comforting warmth washes over him that makes him believe he’s fallen in love. A smirk and final flutter of wings is all Stede knows before a deep slumber takes him. He doesn’t see the fae’s kiss or its flight back to the lepidopterarium.

This wild story reaches its peak. So do Stede and Izzy.

Parts 9 & 10 CW: Human Trans!Stede, Moth Fae Cis!Izzy, Fantasy AU, Pheromonal Dub-Con, Non-Human Genitals, Omorashi & Pee Play, Pee Drinking, Interspecies Oral & Penis-in-Urethra Sex, Oviposition, Eggs, Magic Tattoo

#nsfw #stizzy #ofmdnsfw

AJ the Not Great 🔞

@ajthenotgreat.bsky.social

4 days ago

Shutterstock clip art of a teal candle, an open book, sprigs of lavender, and flying moths. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 5: -The Next Day~ Ever since the bathroom incident, the big moth beast has been quietly watching Stede from the trees. It flutters its wings every few minutes, almost seductively, if Stede didn’t know any better. It’s quite unnerving, but the young man is grateful to not be harassed as he works. Halfway through Stede’s next shift at the lepidopterarium, a sudden power outage sweeps through the city. Mr. Buttons gives Stede a box with two matches to find his way to a broom closet and collect candles. Stede burns through both by the time he reaches his destination. He fears he won’t be able to find the box. Suddenly, something small is dropped onto his head. It startles him and he falls on his butt to the hard floor with an “Oof!” Once Stede recovers from the shock, he feels an object fall on his hand. Confused, he realizes it’s a match. He strikes it across the empty box and waits for his eyes to adjust. Blinking the darkness away, he stands to continue his search. From a high corner in the closet, the giant moth creature watches Stede locate the candles. The blonde lights one, then another, and blows out the match. “Right,” Stede steels his nerves and walks out to find Mr. Buttons waiting patiently for him by the doorway. The older man nods and takes a candle, a look of gratitude in his features. “I’ll set other lights about the room, lad. You get back to your writing.” “Yes, sir,” Stede makes his way to the table where his notebook is open. He’s been documenting the changes in moth behavior when exposed to “calming” flora, so there are sprigs of lavender across the pages. Stede carefully sets the candle behind the book. Behind him, Mr. Buttons places more lit candles on various flat surfaces. Above them are excited flapping noises; the fae are drawn to lights the same way that real moths are, but keep a reasonable distance away.

Izzy Hands from OFMD, practicing his swordplay, shirtless and sweaty. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 6: With a dozen tiny flames flickering in the room where Stede is working, Mr. Buttons deems the room properly lit and leaves. Stede hasn’t even added another sentence to his notes when he hears the winged bane of his existence blow a raspberry behind him. He drops his pen and turns to confront the beast. He doesn’t expect to see what happens next. The large moth fae stands behind a candle, staring at him, flutters its wings, then takes flight. It gracefully glides over the candle and spins, putting it out without setting its wings on fire. Stede gasps in awe of the creature’s skill. One by one, the candles are doused with precise circular movements of its wings, until the only flame remaining is the one behind Stede’s notebook. Heat stirs in Stede’s loins, though he isn’t sure why. All he can think about for the rest of his shift is how intense the gaze of the creature feels after its little display. Once Stede is his flat again, he hastily shoves his trousers and underwear down. He uses both hands to please himself until his c*ck is raw and his hole is too wet for him to feel the friction from his fingers. His bladder spasms and leaks with every climax. He lets the remaining hot urine spurt down his wobbly legs during his final orgasm. Not a care passes through the young man’s mind while he cleans his clothes or the floor. Not a worry grows in his heart about why he’s so needy. He sleeps well that night and the next. A day passes by when Stede doesn’t see the moth creature at all. He’s on edge for all four hours, anticipating a sneak attack that never happens. Unbeknownst to him, it has settled itself high in the trees. It rarely moves its eyes from the blonde. Mr. Buttons notices; he has a bad feeling about what may transpire. Another uneventful day, then another comes and goes before Stede asks Mr. Buttons where the “good folk” had disappeared to.

A Baphomet Moth protruding its coremata (scent glands). ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 7: “Disappeared? Nae, lad. ‘Tis safe in his cage, where he oughtn’t cause trouble. He’s going through a delicate time.” “Delicate time? Whatever do you mean, sir?” “Follow me,” Mr. Buttons leads the younger man to see the moth fae. Stede’s mouth drops. Large, fluffy scent glands protrude from the creature’s abdomen. He doesn’t know why, but he feels a strong urge to get much closer. Mr. Buttons seems to sense this, and gently holds him back. Stede blushes and gulps, embarrassed, “What is happening, exactly?” Mr. Buttons opens his mouth to speak, then closes it, but opens it once more, “He is trying to attract a mate. As luck would have it, our resident candied melon silk lassies aren’t to his taste. Probably for the better. Nae need to add more specimens to our collection than we can handle.” “Oh! Oh my,” Stede blinks owlishly. He’s oddly relieved to not have competition (it doesn’t cross his mind why he would feel such a way). The old Scot leads Stede away from the alluring sight and out of the conservatory. He accompanies him the entire way to his flat and strongly suggests the young man go to bed early. He adds on that he’ll still pay his wage for the day as an incentive, but he wouldn’t have needed to; Stede is feeling off, in a too-horny-to-focus kind of way. Mr. Buttons gives Stede a suffering look before he turns to exit the building. It takes all of Stede’s brainpower to reach his bedroom safe and sound. It’s a mere echo of willpower that guides him to his bed. Once he enters the lepidopterarium, Nathaniel rushes to the room where the good folk is meant to be in his cage, but isn’t. He curses, “Ach, sh!te! Hope the lad’s had his womb removed.” Back in the flat, Stede attempts to distract himself from his needy body by reading. He convinces himself that choosing a fairy tale book is not connected to his desire, “The pictures inside are nice, that’s all!”

A fairy from Pan’s Labyrinth, after changing its form. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 8: The book’s rhymes and illustrations do nothing to take Stede’s mind off of his need. If anything, the drawings of the good folk make him wetter. He sighs, sets the open book next to his pillow, and removes his clothes. For a moment, Stede feels a breeze from his bedroom window. He glances at it to see the large moth fae on his windowsill. If this were any other day, under any other circumstances, the blonde would be horrified. As it is, he’s relieved to see the beautiful winged beast flutter to his bed. It looks at him, then at the open book. Stede watches in fascination as what was once a moth transforms into something more humanoid; its head now has a handsome face with sharp features and a beard. Its abdomen is smaller, but remains soft and hairy. Instead of six legs with tiny hooks on each end, it has two legs with feet and four arms with small, delicate hands. What Stede pays most attention to, however, is the fae’s dark eyes. It takes in Stede’s pale body with the same lustful look as his own. The fae walks over the forgotten book to climb upon Stede’s navel. The creature weighs enough that it doesn’t tickle him or put too much pressure on his bladder. “H-hi,” Stede’s voice is weak and breathy. He winces at the fae’s snarky expression, not knowing what to do or say. A gentle flap of wings is all the fae warns Stede with before it crawls backwards to his pulsing groin. The blonde might’ve felt shy about his close-shaven folds and tiny c*ck with another human, but he feels safe and shameless here and now. Why should he be embarrassed by his quivering thighs or drenched hole anyway? Stede shivers when the fae flutters its colorful scaled wings. A cloud of pheromones passes over him and he arches his back. He inadvertently widens his legs to present his wet opening to his guest. Said guest seems very pleased with what it sees, if its humming is anything to go by.

The story continues with Stede and Izzy getting much closer…

Parts 5-8 CW: Human Trans!Stede, Moth Fae Cis!Izzy, Fantasy AU, Typical Stizzy Antics & Seduction, Mild Pheromonal Dub-Con, Non-Human Genitals, Omorashi & Pee Play, Masturbation, Moth-to-Humanoid Transformation

#nsfw #stizzy #ofmdnsfw

AJ the Not Great 🔞

@ajthenotgreat.bsky.social

4 days ago

A waterfall and lush foliage in the Wings of Paradise Butterfly Conservatory. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 1: Stede loves his part-time job at the lepidopterarium, he really does, but he wishes he could stay longer than the four hours a day he’s paid for. However, the old man who runs the place, Mr. Nathaniel Buttons, is adamant that he oughtn’t be exposed to the beautiful pink and yellow moths more than he already is. The younger man doesn’t understand what could be so dangerous about the delicate creatures in the conservatory, and has expressed his feelings on the issue to his mentor, but Mr. Buttons keeps his response vague, “Ye mustn’t be too keen about that which ye don’t ken, laddie.” “What is there not to understand?” Stede wonders late at night, tucked into a small cot in his one-room flat (after leaving a life of wealth behind, it was all he could afford). He ponders Mr. Buttons’s words further, but for the life of him can’t fathom what made these specimens so different from any others of their species. Confused and somewhat annoyed, the young man curls himself tighter into a ball under the wool blanket and sleeps. Upon waking to the crowing of his landlord’s rooster, he finds that he has starfished across the cot and the blanket has fallen to the cold floor. He sighs. At least Mary isn’t here to scold him for moving about in his sleep. An hour and a light breakfast later, Stede makes his way to the lepidopterarium. He stops to read the plaque on his way in, “Buttons & Bonnet Sanctuary: Home to the Critically Endangered Candied Melon Silk Moth.” It does feel like a sanctuary to Stede; it’s a safe haven for him as much as it is for the moths and their indoor habitat. Plants of many kinds provide shade and fresh air. Wooden benches provide homely comfort. The trickle of the waterfall, however, reminds Stede of his weak bladder, and how full it is. He really should’ve emptied it before leaving his flat, but the pressure felt too good. It always does.

A Rosy Maple Moth on a window. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 2: Mr. Buttons doesn’t mind if Stede takes extra restroom breaks, as long as he completes his tasks on time. The younger man is extremely lucky to have such a patient mentor. Stede tries not to jostle his bladder on his way to relieve himself. He only touches his little c*ck for a moment while he pees. It’s not enough to make him orgasm, but it does feel exquisite. When his stream ends, he wipes, pulls his briefs and trousers up, flushes the toilet, leaves the stall, washes and dries his hands, and leaves to find his mentor. Upon seeing Mr. Buttons, Stede hastily greets him with a big smile, “Good morning, sir!” The old Scot smiles back, “Good morning yerself, lad. There’s to be a delivery today. I’ll take care of it meself, so you head on to the nursery and keep the wee pupae in good spirits, aye?” “Of course, sir! May I ask what sort of delivery? Is it a new sapling or eggs?” Mr. Buttons hesitates before answering, “Nae, laddie. It’s not for public eyes, not even yours.” “Oh,” Stede’s concern is clear in his voice as well as his frown. “Worry yerself not. ‘Tis nae contraband.” “Well… alright, sir. I’ll get to the nursery then, shall I?” “Indeed ye shall,” Mr. Buttons dismisses Stede with a nod and turns to inspect a young red maple tree. “How curious,” Stede thinks. He heads directly to said nursery to check on the brown cocoons attached to maple twigs. As expected, none have opened. Stede performs his daily duties as usual: checking the temperature and humidity of the nursery, taking samples and making notes, and cleaning the leaf litter from the conservatory floor. Firm knocking on a door a room away catches the young man’s interest. He remembers Mr. Buttons had mentioned a delivery, but the man is nowhere in sight! More knocking. Would it truly be so terrible if Stede answered the door? After a third series of knocks, now much harsher, Stede’s curiosity gets the best of him.

A large, foldable insect habitat with a zipper. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 3: Stede unlocks and opens the door to see a small, bespectacled man in dirty clothes holding a cloth-covered mesh cage which looks like it could hold a fully-grown parrot, or one of Mr. Buttons’s beloved seagulls. The man looks Stede over and scrunches his nose, as if he were the one producing the foul odor in the doorway. “Ye be the new boy, aye? See that Nathaniel gets this at once,” the man practically flings the cage in Stede’s arms. “Wh-what? Wait!” Stede tries calling the man back, but it’s no use. He’s dashed off to who-knows-where without so much as a farewell! “That was horribly rude,” Stede grumbles to himself. He sets the cage onto a small table and heads back to close and lock the door. As he turns back, the cage shakes. Whatever is inside is making a racket of shrill chirps and hisses! Stede covers his ears and strides toward the cage, removing the cloth from it to see something he truly didn’t expect: a huge moth, the size of a cockatiel, in similar colors to the moths he and Mr. Buttons care for every day, but with black patterns across its fuzzy body and wings’ scales. The creature ends its tantrum upon seeing Stede. A moment passes where the two gawk at one another, then the giant moth sticks out its proboscis and makes a long, loud “phhhhhth” in Stede’s direction. “Did… did you blow a raspberry at me?” The little monster does it again, confirming Stede’s inquiry. If the young man hadn’t witnessed such a thing, he’d have claimed it impossible! As if the universe were punishing Stede for his curiosity, Mr. Buttons enters the room where the rude beast and perplexed blonde are. The Scot shakes his head, “Lad, I told ye I’d handle the delivery!” Stede’s face reddens in shame, “I know, sir, and I do apologize, but what manner of monster is this?” “‘Tis nae monster. ‘Tis one of the good folk!” Mr. Buttons scoffs. “It certainly doesn’t act ‘good’ to me!”

A Sheep Moth. Photo from https://www.flickr.com/photos/ken-ichi/7731595692/. ~~~ Moth Fae Fic Part 4: “Ye should ken to be respectful towards the good folk, whether ye like it or nae!” Mr. Buttons chastises. As if in agreement, the creature flutters its wings. Mr. Buttons steps closer to Stede, leaning close to his ear to whisper, “I’ll let ye in on a wee secret; every moth ye see in this sanctuary is fae.” The entire situation is like a fever dream that Stede can’t escape. He stares incredulously at his mentor, but the man only raises his brows and nods his head in the direction of the cage. “I’m sorry, sir,” Stede begins, but can’t believe the next words that come out of his mouth when he turns back to the moth, “I’m sorry.” The moth flaps its wings again, then blows another raspberry in Stede’s direction, just to be ornery. ~3 Weeks Later~ Stede is sure the faux moth was put upon this earth to make his life miserable. It flutters behind him when he least expects it, scaring him into almost wetting himself on a daily basis. It latches onto his clothes and tears strips off to eat. It knocks over inkwells and scurries across his notes, leaving behind little black tarsus-prints in its wake. Things take a sharp turn during a rainy day. Stede’s bladder is close to bursting when he makes his way to the loo, the mix of rain and waterfall sounds having made his desperation to pee stronger than usual. A hot trickle escapes at the last second as he’s pulling his pants and briefs down. Believing himself alone in the restroom, the boy rubs his c*ck as he pees, but sees the horrid beast peering into the stall at the moment of his climax. It’s the strangest orgasm he’s ever experienced. The beast regards Stede with a seemingly curious head tilt. It slowly flutters its wings, then flies from the top of the stall door. Stede feels a new surge of arousal and his c*ck throbs between his folds again. He hopes Mr. Buttons won’t be needing him for a while.

I wrote this deranged Stizzy Alt Text fic because the idea was too wild to keep to myself. Don’t like? Don’t read!

Parts 1-4 CW: Human Trans!Stede, Moth Fae Cis!Izzy, Fantasy AU, Omorashi & Pee Play, Masturbation, Typical Stizzy Antics, Voyeurism, Mild Pheromonal Dub-Con

#nsfw #stizzy #ofmdnsfw

Kayla #CrewForLife 🏴‍☠️

@ironstrangle.bsky.social

2 weeks ago

When Stede finally left him to his peace, Izzy allowed himself to think about the dreams and fantasies. They had been coming more and more frequently, but they'd started with the gunshot wound. Izzy had dreams nearly every night, and sometimes visions of another world invaded his waking thoughts, too. It was part of why he couldn't stop drinking, drowning the visions in liquor. He adjusted his leg. He could show Stede a few things. Hand-to-hand combat. How to shoot a gun. Other things that a pirate should know. "I am sworn to keep you alive, my king," he muttered to himself, the words from another lifetime. "I will do whatever it takes to see you survive." King Stede Bonnet looked at his knight in a strange manner. Israel Hands, sworn knight of the realm, could not find another word that better described the way he stared. Weird. Strange. Different. Yeah, different was all he could muster.

Some RBB for #wipwednesday

#stizzy

sam💀commissions OPEN

@adhdedteach.bsky.social

3 weeks ago

EHEHE GO AND READ SPICE GARDEN ‼️

#ofmdnsfw #ofmdfanart #stizzy

AJ the Not Great 🔞

@ajthenotgreat.bsky.social

3 weeks ago

Starzzy is spanking Stede with a wooden spoon.

Stede's bottom is bright red. Starzzy is holding up the spoon and looking towards the camera.

If anyone was wondering why Stede and Starzzy were in a weird position with the wooden spoon earlier, let's just say they were involved in some "heated piracy" of their own.

I made them clean that spoon thrice.

#stizzy #nsfw

AJ the Not Great 🔞

@ajthenotgreat.bsky.social

1 month ago

Stede is naked but for a red ribbon wrapped around his chest and left leg. A fake rose hides his modesty. Starzzy is at the bottom of the frame, looking at Stede. Underneath them is a white quilt with floral fabric.

3/3: Flowers (Kinda NSFW)

Stede attempted to seduce Starzzy by wrapping a ribbon around his nude body and placing a rose over his groin. It seemed to be working quite well, but…

First Mate Baby Izzy by @disabledpirate.bsky.social.

Stede by @imrights.bsky.social.

#OurFlagThinksSpring #stizzy

Cuco the cat 🏴‍☠️🐈‍⬛

@mrpancot.bsky.social

1 month ago

Stizzy are like honey and spice
#stizzy #OFMD #Izzyhands #stedebonnet #ourflagmeansdeath

Amoeba Makes

@amoebareads.bsky.social

1 month ago

This wall is now called

Live
Laugh
Toaster Bath

( A convenient & temporary way to get ingredients for other projects off the tables )

#Ofmd
#OFMDfanart
#Stizzy

NDKiwi

@ndkiwi.bsky.social

1 month ago

The EdIzzy -> Gentlebeard -> Stizzy -> Steddyhands pipeline is a fast one.

#ofmd #gentlebeard #steddyhands #stizzy #edizzy

Lizzie Dark Dancer ✨(no, not that Lizzie)✨

@darkdancer72.bsky.social

1 month ago

A digital drawing of Izzy Hands and Stede Bonnet sat on a sofa. The sofa is purple, Stede is on the left in a dark red robe. He is leaning against the arm of the sofa and has his legs up on the sofa curled up under the ribs. Izzy is on the right in a dark green robe. He has one bare foot showing and the rest hidden under the robe. His robe is open showing his bare chest. He’s smirking at Stede and has his hand on Stede’s knee. In the background there’s a faded watercolour effect view of the windows in the captain’s cabin of the Revenge.

A (belated) Valentine’s Exchange gift for the fabulous @aiwa.bsky.social
#ofmd #fanart #stizzy

sea salt 🔞

@cecillusive.bsky.social

1 month ago

Top panel is Izzy standing on a balcony at night, one yellow light behind him. He is leaning on the railing and singing. Bottom panel is Stede, on the balcony below, listening to the song, one hand propping up his chin, and looking lovestruck.

Reposting old art for Valentines Day; modern #stizzy AU where Izzy sings on his balcony at night and Stede falls in love with the mysterious lovely voice of his upstairs neighbor

OFMD team

@ofmd-fandomkombat.bsky.social

1 month ago

#ofmd #stizzy

Kayla #CrewForLife 🏴‍☠️

@ironstrangle.bsky.social

1 month ago

I had the most ridiculous and sad idea for a canon-verse #stizzy fic but it involves Ed dying, which may be too much for people’s hearts.

allegs

@lovelaced.bsky.social

1 month ago

headline of a news site: rhys darby cast in cbs pilot "regency" as heir to vast cheese empire photo of rhys darby a blond middleaged white man wearing purple shades ad grinning

screenshot of con o'neill saying "i just want to make cheese" with a pleading facial expression

i know i'm probably the 100th person who did this but i couldn't help myself hello look at these cuties #stizzy

creature is a real dog

@creaturefandom.bsky.social

2 months ago

Trust by Creaturefandom Summary: Stede goes into an unexpected heat and trusts Izzy to help. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Relationship: Stede Bonnet/Israel Hands Characters: Stede Bonnet, Israel Hands Additional Tags: Omegaverse, Unexpected Heat, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Israel Hands, Omega Stede Bonnet, Protectiveness, Israel Hands Loves Stede Bonnet, Stede Bonnet Loves Israel Hands, Knotting, Doggy Style, Mating Bites, Mating Cycles/In Heat

Trust // Stizzy, Explicit

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/78306036

🖤 I love you, down to your bones. 🖤

[ #stizzy #stedebonnet #izzyhands #omegaverse #matingbites #fluffandsmut #omfdfic #ofmdnsfw #fanfiction ]

sea salt 🔞

@cecillusive.bsky.social

2 months ago

Comic page. Top two panels are sequential showing Stede's fist going in reaching for the tentacle cluster. Second panel is him grabbing it. Cutaway closeup of Izzy's face in profile, eye very wide and tearing up and face flushed. Then Stede's hand pulling out, clutching the tentacle cluster, with Izzy's pussy visible, very wet and open. Bottom panel is Izzy laying on his side, clutching his torso and grumbling. Stede is in the background slamming a box shut.

yoink 🤛
#ofmdnsfw #stizzy

sea salt 🔞

@cecillusive.bsky.social

2 months ago

Izzy on his back, arching back with his head tipped back, mouth open and face flushed. His legs are open and Stede is crouched between them, looking slightly panicked. Stede has one hand on Izzy's leg and the other fisting Izzy.

stede lends a helping hand 🫣
#ofmdnsfw #stizzy

sea salt 🔞

@cecillusive.bsky.social

2 months ago

Looking down on an oval-shaped bathtub, where Stede and Izzy are lounging together. Their torsos and legs are above the water, with bubbles obscuring everything else. Stede is leaning in kissing Izzy, one arm behind Izzy, and one resting on Izzy's stomach. Izzy is leaning back, one hand reaching back to hold Stede's hand behind him and the other resting on the back of Stede's head. There are candles all around the edge of the bathtub and scattered rose petals on the sides and in the water.

Exclusivity is up for the Izzy calendar @yearofbelonging.bsky.social! Here's the art I did for November, a cozy stizzy bath date 🖤💙
#stizzy #AYearOfBelonging

(The calendar is still available to purchase both as physical or digital: yearofbelongingcalendar.bigcartel.com)

NDKiwi

@ndkiwi.bsky.social

2 months ago

I cannot narrow it down to one. This show, this fandom, this crew gave me the courage to try new things. #LongLiveOFMD #izzyhands #stedebonnett #Stizzy #CalicoJack #CJizzy

Ari

@ggiovi.bsky.social

3 months ago

In celebration of another attempt to move here, here’s some of my stuff from X. It’s old #stizzy sketches
#ourflagmeansdeath

Kayla #CrewForLife 🏴‍☠️

@ironstrangle.bsky.social

3 months ago

#stizzy

Dr. Briana Jackson 🏴‍☠️

@baladria.bsky.social

3 months ago

Photograph of two children’s picture books by Adam Wallace. The one in the left is titled “How to Catch a Mermaid” and shows the orange tail, back, and red hair of a mermaid in a teal ocean. The one in the right is titled “How to Catch a Unicorn” and shows the hindquarters of a white unicorn with pink, blue, and teal tail, leaving a rainbow dust stream in its wake.

Children’s library books for #Stizzy truthers!

Nick 🐑

@lovedhands.bsky.social

3 months ago

Izzy and Stede are kissing. Stede is melting into the kiss so he appears shorter than usual.

I like when the taller guy melts into the kiss a little. He might as well just go all the way down to his knees at this point #stizzy

☠️ B ☠️

@robertaseaport.bsky.social

3 months ago

Cross stitch of Stede and Izzy duelling but they're cats

Changing this to "please make an offer if it sparks joy and you want it" because it's just making me sad to have cats around and I want it to be somewhere it's loved 💖

Tags for the feeds: #stizzy #ofmd #ofmdart

susagi

@susagi433.bsky.social

3 months ago

Happy Christmas Everybody!! #ofmd #fanfic Christmas Hallmark movie but make if #Stizzy 🎄
archiveofourown.org/works/612964...

Mr.Crow 🌈🏴‍☠️🍁

@crowbar333.bsky.social

3 months ago

OH MY GOD THEY'RE SO ADORABLE 💛🖤 #ofmd #Stizzy

GayWatson 🌈🏴‍☠️🎨

@gaywatson.bsky.social

3 months ago

I feel incredibly lucky to have been a part of this and I'm so SO proud of what we made together. It's not a journey that everyone will want to take, but that's ok. We made it for us. 4/4
archiveofourown.org/works/62153089
#OFMD #OFMDfic #Stizzy

MegaDucko (Martina)

@megaducko.bsky.social

3 months ago

Time to post my Canyon Christmas gift for @dinoromance89.bsky.social ✨️
I loved your prompts and chose stizzy/spooky adventure, so! Here are the idiots fresh off the scariest ride in the park! Stede is ENTHUSIAST and loved it and Izzy...well, Izzy loves Stede :')

#ofmdfanart
#canyonchristmas
#stizzy

timothy tibia 🔞

@leatherand.ink

3 months ago

pencil drawing of a man tied to a chair pissing himself while another man watches, smoking a cigarette

solstice gift exchange stuff! #stizzy #wetting #suggestiveart #gayart #kinkart #fetishart #leather #smoking #lewdart #izzyhands #stedebonnet