posting late but I wrote up something for @ofmdknifeweek.bsky.social! archiveofourown.org/works/63936331

Ed and Izzy reconcile through knife play :)

And if you did make something new for Knife Week, remember to DM @ofmdknifeweek.bsky.social to enter the raffle by 11:59pm Pacific Time! bsky.app/profile/ofmd...

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Thank you to everyone who participated for a lovely #OFMDKnifeWeek!

"You're not going to have any blade left if you keep sharpening that," Olu says, knocking Jim out of their nearly trance-like concentration. "Huh?" Jim murmurs, eyes finally focusing as they pick their head up to look at Olu. "You've been honing that for half an hour," Olu replies, carefully reaching to take the blade out of Jim's hands. Jim lightly smacks Olu's hand away and picks up the blade to examine it. "You're exaggerating," they huff, before pressing their thumb to the blade to test the sharpness and find it sinking in faster than anticipated.

As Jim puts their thumb in their mouth to lick away the drop of blood welling, Olu succeeds at taking the knife from them this time. "Whatever you're worrying about will still be there later," he assures. "What makes you think I'm worrying about something?" Jim asks, offended but the words mumbled around their thumb. Olu shrugs. "You always sharpen your knife when you're worried," he says, setting the knife aside and reaching out for Jim's hand, "Come on. There's soup, and Frenchie's gonna play a bit after dinner." Jim stands and picks the knife back up to place back in its rightful place, but they take Olu's hand and head out of the room with him anyway.

And wrapping up #OFMDKnifeWeek with a little #tealoranges

The finely honed blade slices through potatoes and carrots, until it clanks lightly against the cutting board as Roach lets go of it, his hand instead slamming down on interloping fingers. "If you do not move your hand, you will lose it," Roach says simply. "You wouldn't cut off my whole hand," Frenchie protests, frowning a bit when Roach gives him a challenging stare in response, "I do lots of things with that hand that lots of people, including you, like…" That makes Roach consider for a moment. "You will lose your fingertips, at least," he concedes, "But there are lots of other hands around here, and none of them are trying to steal snacks straight from my cutting board." Frenchie takes his turn at considering before nodding and drawing his hand back while it is still unharmed, and Roach gives him a smile before picking up his blade again.

A FRoach drabble for #OFMDKnifeWeek. Do not take snacks from Roach's cutting board.

Mark StrangeBlueGlow Summary: Ed needs to mark his new First Mate, but he gets a little distracted.

It's still technically #OFMDKnifeWeek! Extremely dubious at best s02e02 alt scene | Ed/Frenchie. E. ~1.2k words. | 🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/63921475

The pressure worked! My #OFMDknifeweek fic is finished. 5.5k kink and porn. Masochist Ed, sadist Izzy, extensive verbal degradation, religious imagery, knives, blood & erotic death threats.

Surprisingly consensual with a positive ending 💘

archiveofourown.org/works/63884470

They say to beware the Ides of March but the only thing you need to beware is that TOMORROW is the last day of #OFMDKnifeWeek !

Stede wakes to voices, low and echoing in the pre-dawn stillness of the cabin, almost inaudible over the sush of the waves. He opens his eyes to violet light bleeding through the curtains, to Ed and Izzy facing each other, Ed running his hands over the planes of Izzy’s stomach. “And this one?” Ed asks, brushing his thumb over a puckered scar to the left of Izzy’s navel. “That one doesn't count.” Izzy tells him, his voice is breathy, no more than a whisper. Ed brushes the scar again and Izzy lets out an exhale that sounds more like a moan. “How did it happen?” Ed asks him, voice similarly low. “Fight with the Dutch Navy.” “Stupid thing to do, why did you fight the Dutch Navy Izzy?” It’s almost as if Ed is scolding him, admonishing him for bad behaviour, for a lapse in judgement. Izzy is quiet for a moment until Ed presses his thumb into the sensitive skin and causes Izzy to gasp out his answer. “Because you told me to.” Ed hums his approval, moves his hand to the scar that arcs under Izzy’s rib cage, long and thin, only really visible if Izzy were to stretch, to arch his back. He runs his fingers back and forth over the line, reverently.

The action has a familiarity to it. Stede has watched Ed press his fingertips into the tattoo at Izzy’s cheek before and has worked out what it is and what it means without having to ask them but this, this, is something that is new to him. Even if for Ed and Izzy the script seems rehearsed, the routine well worn. “This one?” Ed asks again. “That one was you.” Izzy tells him. He shivers as Ed shifts his hand, replaces the brush of fingers with the scratch of nails, traces a raw red line under the scar. “Why would I do a thing like that?” “I think you were jealous.” “Jealous of who?” Izzy laughs, a short chuckle, a punch of air from his lungs, “The Dutch Navy.” Stede feels a lump grow in his throat. He pictures Ed above Izzy, knife in hand, the bite of the blade. If a knife is sharp enough it will slide through skin like butter, Izzy’s scar is precise and surgical, no puckering where the skin has torn and snagged. Stede pictures him pliant and still. The line doesn’t deviate off its course once, he must have held himself against the pain to keep it perfect. Ed presses his palm against Izzy’s abdomen, his fingers splayed up towards his heart, he drags his nails across Izzy’s skin and this time Izzy does moan.

“God I could gut you like a fish.” Ed tells him, “lying here like this, all soft-bellied.” He flexes his fingers against Izzy’s rib cage, pressing in till bone creaks. “You’d upset Bonnet.” Izzy says, stock still, no reaction to Ed’s movements, no attempt to pull away, “ruin his fancy sheets.” It would upset Bonnet, Stede thinks, though he’s offended that they think his primary concern would be his soft furnishings and not the dead man in his bed, the love affair cut short with brutal efficiency. Ed digs his nails in again. “I’d do it clean, just open you up a bit, show him how soft you are on the inside. Or I could give him your heart, he likes romantic gestures like that.” “Yeah.” Izzy agrees, his breath coming out in a gasp. Stede tracks his eyes down his body to see that he’s hard, leaking pre-come at the thought of being carved open. Stede feels his own cock twist and nearly chokes with the shame. Ed notices too, changes tactics, moves his fingers to scrape his nails down the underside of Izzy’s cock. Izzy whimpers. “You’ll wake him up.” Izzy protests, even as he cants his hips forward into the touch. “Oh,” Ed laughs. “He’s been awake for ages.” He rolls over suddenly so he’s facing Stede, grin plastered across his face and eyes dark. “Morning babe, you happy to just watch the show, or do you want to join in?”

A Fragment for #OFMDKnifeWeek

Early Steddyhands with Stede realising exactly what kind of relationship he's gotten into and being more into it than he'd like to admit.

[Obvious warnings for discussions of knife play as well as past injury]

Reminder to send us a DM if you’d like to enter!

Weak with Evil StrangeBlueGlow Summary: There wasn’t even time for Lucius to blink before Blackbeard was on him, pushing him further back into the small space, pinning him against the true wall. “You don’t feel like a ghost,” Blackbeard growled, bracing his arm across Lucius’s neck, not with enough force to choke him, but Lucius wasn’t breathing regardless.

Resharing for: #OFMDKnifeWeek #OFMDFic
Pre-Season 2 written heavy dubcon | Ed/Lucius. E. ~2.6k words | 🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/50425843

We hope everyone is having a great #OFMDKnifeWeek! There's still plenty of time to make something new (see pinned post for prompts if you need inspriation!) But what better time than Throwback Thursday to share some past creations?

For #OFMDKnifeWeek

Title: Not Your Fault But Mine
Fandom: #ofmd #OurFlagMeansDeath
Characters: Izzy, Ned
Pairings: Izzy/Ned
Word Count: 775
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Preseries, Omegaverse
Summary: Izzy trusts Ned completely.
archiveofourown.org/works/63794512

Ned sits gagged and tied up on a crate, facing right, coat off. Stede is standing in front of him, right leg up on the crate, smiling down at Ned. Stede is holding his dagger in his right hand, under Ned's chin. There's a small heart between them.

some gentlefiddle for #OFMDKnifeWeek

is it roleplay, is it an AU meeting? whatever it is, they're both having fun
#ofmd #gentlefiddle

Crude monochrome sketch of Roach, holding a knife in each hand in a defensive pose, looking troubled and on guard.

Me too, Roach. Me too

(Does this count for #OFMDknifeweek?)

#ofmd #ofmdroach #roachofmd

It's #OFMDKnifeWeek! Can I offer you a bit of lesbian Rizzy featuring pain slut Izzy and delighted sadist Roach? archiveofourown.org/works/48586378

"Oh," Stede huffs in surprise, his eyes going a little wide as he looks down to where a small knife is sticking out of him, although he is not nearly in so much shock as Lucius, whose hand still gripping the hilt of the weapon. "Oh my god…" Lucius gasps, letting go of the knife and stepping back as though he is the one who was stabbed, "I didn't…" "It's quite alright," Stede assures, taking moment to assess the puncture. "Got me on the left. No harm done," he continues, "Probably should have announced myself. You are a bit… jumpy." The shock fades from Lucius’s face fairly quickly then, his lips pursing in a displeased frown. "Can't imagine why, not like I'm on a pirate ship with anyone who has ever nearly killed me or anything." Stede nods, frowning in turn. He doesn't think it can be any good for the boy, holding on to resentment towards Edward so tightly, but he also doesn't think this very moment is the right time to push the issue. "Right, well, I should probably have Roach take a look at this," he gestures to the wound and the blade still in it, "Are you going to be wanting it back?" "Yeah, actually," Lucius admits, just a tad gentler than before, "It's Pete's."

Not all stabbing is necessarily erotic. (anyone who wanted to make this GentleScribe absolutely could and should, though) #OFMDKnifeWeek

👀

"You should grow it out," Izzy suggests, running the blade of his dagger beneath Edward's jawline, clearing away foamed soap and short, dark hairs almost as efficiently as a razor. "Yeah?" Ed asks, as soon as the blade isn't in a spot where it will sink into the flesh when his jaw moves, "Think I'd look good with a beard?" Izzy nods, going in for another short pass at Ed's cheek, cleaning up the edge but leaving the bulk of Ed's stubble intact in case he wants to take Izzy's advice sooner rather than later. "Powerful, if it comes in thick," he answers, "Would show you're not stupid enough to trust anyone getting this close to you with a blade at least." "I am that stupid though, considering I've got you in my damn lap shaving my face," Ed points out, his eyes narrowing.

"The men don't need to know that," Izzy grumbles, glancing away briefly. "Could make a show of how well I've got you under my thumb instead? Make you shave me every morning up on deck in front of all of them, let them see that you wouldn't draw a single drop of blood unless I told you to, show off your steady hand?" Ed muses. Izzy rolls his eyes and makes to run his blade along Ed's other cheek, but Ed's smile quirks up, and he reacts just quickly enough to avoid drawing any blood, his own cheeks heating as he proves Ed's point.

Mildly eroticized shaving, anyone? #OFMDKnifeWeek #EdIzzy

Izzy sits on Ed’s lap. One hand is in Ed’s mouth one hand holds his intestines, neon pink and glistening. Izzy is fully clothed. Ed is shirtless. Ed is touching himself.

[cw gore]

there's no knife in the art but there certainly is a knife in the fic, resharing for #OFMDknifeweek 💘💘💘

archiveofourown.org/works/58482019

omg it’s #OFMDKnifeWeek i gotta bang out some knifeplay sometime this week. until then sharing this old one i’m still p proud of archiveofourown.org/works/49889149

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Today is the first day of #OFMDKnifeWeek, an event celebrating all fanworks involving knives and knifeplay! To participate, use the hashtag or add to our AO3 collection. Both new and old creations are welcome. archiveofourown.org/collections/...

(oh my god PLEASE do not fuck after you have been stabbed)

Prompts are completely optional, and may be used and combined in any way you wish. OFMD Knife Week welcomes all OFMD fanworks of any rating involving knifes and knifeplay.

A dart board-like target with a banner reading "OFMD Knife Week" stuck to it with a knife. The prompts on it (from outside in, left to right) are: - "Knifes are knifes, meat's meat" - Creation - Service - Hilt - Care - Trust

A paper dart board-like target, pinned to something with a knife. The prompts on it (from outside in, left to right) are: - "Stab me" - Sheath - Shallow - Tease - Edge - Cut

A free-standing dart board-type target, with a dead dove pinned to it. The prompts on it (from outside in, left to right) are: - "Ooh, it's inside, lovely and deep that is..." - Destruction - Betrayal - Stab - Blade - Threat

There is just one more week until #OFMDKnifeWeek! Need a little inspiration for it? We have just the thing: the prompts! Pick a target! Pick and choose from all the targets! Pick none of the targets because you have your own brilliant idea! Have fun with it.

OFMD Knife Week March 10th - 16th 2025

Just 2 weeks until #OFMDKnifeWeek ! Prompts are coming next week, but prompts are optional - Knife Week celebrates all fanworks involving knives and knifeplay, so sharpen those knives and get ready to celebrate March 10th - 16th!