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It's still Tuesday here!!! Here's a silly little Archie/Evelyn pre-canon double drabble for #OFMDRareShips Week! A non-existent pair until now! archiveofourown.org/works/83560861

An illustration of Roach and Wee John from Our Flag Means Death. They're snuggling on a bed. Wee John has wrapped half of his body around Roach. They're holding hands, fingers intwined. Wee John's face is hidden in Roach's neck. Roach has a big smile on his face.

Sharing this one for today's #OFMDRareships prompt 'Fluff'. I just think Roach and Wee John have a great time together. #OFMDfanart

this is such a fun crackship #ofmdrareships #ofmdnsfw

i'm just using rare ship week as an excuse to post more jackie and zheng #OFMDRareShips #ofmd #ofmdfanart

i think they'd be the leaders pirate utopia needs, but they'd be passive aggressive and bitchy about it the entire time 🥰

A little late for New Romance day, but here we are!! 3.5k, Mature, some angst with flowering romance and a happy ending!! And yes I gave Officer Shaw the first name Jenkens ;)

Includes Jeffrey! Fettering! Intimate leg touching! Falling in love!

🌸🌺 archiveofourown.org/works/83510681

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Characters: Chicken Hat Man (Our Flag Means Death)Rat Vest Guy (Our Flag Means Death) Additional Tags: Post-Canon First Meetings First Kiss Crack treated as unserious as possible that's your warning Humour? once again this is very silly Language: English Collections: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026 Stats: Published:2026-04-21Words:933Chapters:1/1Hits:0

You Wear Chicken Hats/Rat Vests Well makingoceansounds Summary: Two men from different worlds enter a bar each wearing fine animal attire. Will they leave finding unexpected love? The answer is obvious, yes.

I wasn't joking when I said I was going to write this.

Behold, the first and probably the last Chicken Hat Man/Rat Vest Guy fic on ao3.

It's very stupid. That's your warning.

archiveofourown.org/works/83528566

🐓❤️🐀

#OFMDRareShips

Burlesque performers Porcelain Twinz (Heather and Amber) in bright red negligee, long gloves, and hats, blond curls, matching red lipstick, on a red leather couch. One is sitting up and the other is crawling over her lap. They both look sort of evil.

Nigel and Chauncey's drag act as the Porcelain Twinz, can you see it? #OFMDRareShips

In honour of Rare Ship Week 2026, I am re-sharing the best (and silliest) thing I've ever done - my manifesto on Why Jim/Ed Is My Favourite Rare Ship Forever And Ever Amen!!!

Jim/Ed lovers UNITE

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A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026. Tuesday - The Humours. Comedy, Fluff. The graphic has a photo of Roach wearing a fancy suit, a chef’s hat and apron, and holding his cleaver while screaming.

It's Rare Ship Week day 3, and it's the most humorous day of them all!! Today is all about The Humours - Comedy, Fluff, and maybe the four that we know Roach likes to balance 😉

Tag us or use #OFMDRareShips so we can share your posts!

A cannon on a ship deck. ~~~ Part 1: It started out with Wee John and Jim making jokes about how good they were at aiming their cannons. Now the two members of the Revenge crew are planning to actually use the ship’s cannons. Without anyone to stop them, they load them and light the wicks. Meanwhile, in the first mate’s room, Izzy is edging both himself and the Swede by only pushing half of his huge alpha c*ck into his desperate mate’s dripping c*nt. He knows they’re running out of time to mess around, so they can’t actually be knotted right now. The Swede whines, “Please, Alpha. Do not tease me anymore!” Izzy thrusts a couple inches further, but no more, “Just a bit longer, love. You can handle it.” “No… I can not take it!” “Yes, you f*cking can, and you f*cking will,” Izzy huffs against his omega’s sweaty back. The Swede opens his mouth to plead again when an unexpected loud boom rings through the hallway. He and Izzy jolt in surprise and accidentally lock together. The pair groan and Izzy fills his omega with a hot stream of c*me. Feeling his alpha’s knot and semen deep inside him, the Swede is unable to stop his own orgasm. His hole clenches and tightens further, ensuring nothing can escape. “God f*cking d*mn it. The f*ck is happening?” Izzy angrily huffs. He can hear muffled shouts on deck. The Swede blinks and responds, “It sounds like a fight. Are we supposed to be in a fight?” The alpha’s hackles raise, “No, we’re not. F*ck, we might be getting raided!” Now the Swede is paying attention, “Oh no. What do we do? We are stuck!” “I know, I know. Sh!t. Maybe we can… Ah! F*ck,” Izzy shouts at the same time as his mate. He foolishly tried to tug them apart too early. “Owww… Maybe if we stay very close together we can move,” the omega offered. The alpha didn’t have any better ideas. A third shot fired above them, so he and his mate carefully maneuvered themselves into a sitting position, turned to the side of the bed, and stood up.

A white rope tied in a knot. A watermark says, “ElTallerdeCarlos.” ~~~ Part 2: The pair lean down to pick up whatever clothes they can without hurting one another and get almost-dressed. Their hips remain uncovered. They end up waddling together like a pair of ducklings to the door, grabbing their weapons on the way. The Swede is in the front, so he unlocks and opens the door. He peeks out, but sees nobody. Another cannon is fired. He and Izzy shuffle forward and the alpha closes the door behind him. “I do not know if we can fight like this,” the omega admits. The alpha replies, “We don’t have another option. If we wait around for a raiding party, we’re f*cking dead.” “Okay, but-“ “I’ve got your back, love. Let’s go,” Izzy points his rapier out of the way of his mate’s hip. The Swede grips his two wooden knives and mentally prepares himself for battle. A cannon fires again as the men hobble their way to the main deck, where Wee John and Jim are being cheered on by the rest of the crew. Co-Captains Ed and Stede are watching from the stairs with cups of tea in their hands. They were shocked at first to hear what the crew was getting up to, but they figured it was good practice, so they let them continue. The knotted mates are at the entrance of the lower decks. They breathe together as one. “Whatever happens, I really, really love you,” the Swede stage-whispers. Izzy stage-whispers back, “Love you too.” The two charge out with dual battle cries, weapons raised and ready for blood. They don’t expect to see everyone safe and sound. “What? What the f*ck? What the hell’s going on?” Izzy peeks out from behind the Swede’s arm. Everyone else turns and stares in disbelief at the half-naked locked pair. A moment of total silence passes before Ed says, “Cannon practice.” The Swede blushes, “So… We are not being raided?” “Nah, man. We’re fine.” Izzy snarls, “When my knot goes down, I’m going to strangle every f*cking last one of you twats!”

Tuesday: The Humors (Comedy & Fluff)

My fic’s in the Alt Texts.

CW: Cis Alpha!Izzy, Cis Omega!Swede, A/B/O Dynamics, Cannon Practice, PIV Sex, Edging, Accidental Knotting, Mild Pain, Misunderstandings, Public Half-Nudity, Mild Shame, Pure Crackfic Humor

#nsfw #swizzy #ofmdnsfw #OFMDRareShips

consider: jim railing ed with the strap. ed flat on his belly, practically melting into the mattress. drooling. babbling incoherently. #OFMDRareShips

A small black and white rabbit. Photo from https://rabbitrainbowbridge.com/bunzle-antilles/. ~~~ AU Notes: This story is different from a Hybrid AU; rather than humanoid characters with added animal features, the characters are animalistic with human traits. Think of Disney’s animated Robin Hood (or Zootopia, except the characters are their canonical heights). There are descriptions of and multiple references to the characters’ reproductive anatomies based off of which animal they are, so if that makes you uncomfortable in any way, don’t read this! ~~~ Anthro Archie/Izzy Part 1: “Oh, f*ck, not a-f*cking-gain,” Rabbit Izzy groans, waking up to a sticky mess between his fluffy sheath and the c*me-stained cot. It’s blatantly obvious he had been humping the bed in his sleep again. He supposes it suits him right for sleeping on his stomach during lagomorph mating season. Not wanting to let the drying semen flake, the first mate of the Revenge forces himself to leave his cot and clean up, then prepare for the long day ahead. In the room shared between Black Bear Olu, Fishing Cat Jim, and Spotted Hyena Archie, there is a heated game of blackjack happening with Beaver Black Pete. Sea Otter Lucius is simultaneously cheering on Pete while sketching the full scene in charcoal. All five of them have been too busy wasting time to hear the bushy-tailed rabbit moan and hump his bed while he slept. Jim’s sensitive ears pick up the sounds of a paw and wooden hoof down the hall, “Guys, the old rabbit’s awake.” Archie is the closest to the door, so she sniffs the draft coming from under the door, “Yeah, that’s him. He doesn’t smell right, though.” “What do you mean? Does he smell sick?” Olu asks. The hyena takes another whiff, “Nah. He’s just horny or something. It’s his season, right?” “Sh!t,” Lucius raises his brows. As Izzy gets closer to the room, everyone can smell him, “You think he’ll ask for help this time?” “F*ck that. I’ll help,” Archie stands.

A spotted hyena that looks like it’s smiling. ~~~ Anthro Archie/Izzy Part 2: “You sure? He hasn’t accepted anyone else’s offers,” Olu reminds her. Archie is determined, though, so she lets Lucius take her place in the game and leaves to find the distressed first mate, who had moved past the door in the hallway to go to the head. Izzy does his business quickly. Upon opening the door, he’s met with the big grin of an energetic Archie. He groans, “The f*ck happened now?” “Dunno. You seem f*cked up. Wanna have sex?” Izzy really does, but he doesn’t want to be made fun of because of his endowment. He pinches his brow and asks for her discretion. Archie promises not to tell her mates about what is about to go down. It’s mostly reassuring, and only a little unbelievable, so Izzy nods his head and the two go to his room. He sits on the bed. Archie assists the old lagomorph with his leg and undresses. She likes the surprised look on his face when he sees what she’s packing. Izzy swallows before he can drool. He can’t help but wish he was so lucky to be so big. He tentatively removes his leathers and pushes down his black smalls to reveal his small sheath. “F*ck, that’s cute! I love it,”Archie smiles, leaps onto the bed, and immediately puts her nose against it. The tip of Izzy’s slender pink shaft peeks out from the stimulation. The first mate is blushing under his soft black fur, “Steady on, lass.” Archie ignores him and licks the sheath’s opening until the rest of Izzy’s penis is out. She continues licking, even when a gloved paw rests on her mane. Not wanting to c*me too early, Izzy tugs at her long hair and whines, “I need your c*ck, not your tongue.” “It’s a long vulva, not a c*ck, mate. Lotta people get it wrong,” Archie smirks and shakes her head loose from his grip. “Sure, sure,” the needy rabbit agrees, “I just need it. Can’t f*cking do my job like this.” Archie craws over Izzy, turns around, and flips them so he’s on top of her.

A close-up of a hyena’s face. Its mouth is slightly open, so its teeth and tongue are visible. ~~~ Anthro Archie/Izzy Part 3: “You can have both!” Archie exclaims. She laves her tongue over the tight pucker under the rabbit’s fluffy tail. Izzy squeaks and curls his fingers and remaining toes. His tail wiggles and bats against the hyena’s nose, making her giggle. “Hold that thing still, mate!” Archie lifts the tail and resumes eating Izzy out. The old lagomorph huffs and grabs the elongated vulva in front of him. He licks the broad head and narrow opening. Behind him, Archie moans in delight. Her pseudo-penis bobs eagerly against his lips and he opens his mouth to suck as much of it as he can. Archie digs her back paws into the bed to get better leverage to gently thrust up. Izzy feels the broad tip hit the back of his throat and expertly swallows. He doesn’t gag even for a second. The happy hyena stops rimming and starts fingering Izzy’s butt. She pants deep and fast, “F*ck yes… You like that?” “Mmmh,” Izzy hums around her length. He clenches his hole and grinds against her chest for any sort of stimulation against his thin c*ck. Archie adds another finger and curls both down. She knows she’s reached Izzy’s prostate when he humps faster. It makes her grin wider to see the usually-reserved old rabbit let his body take what it needs. Izzy can’t take it any longer. He ceases his sucking to whine, “I’m close. F*ck, I need to-“ “C’mon then, mate. Do it! I wanna see you empty those cute little bunny balls all over me!” The hyena encouraged, pushing her fingers harder into the sensitive bundle of nerves. That was the final straw. Izzy buried his face into Archie’s soft hip and squeals in pleasure. C*me forcefully shoots out of him in sharp bursts. When his orgasm is over, it feels like nothing is left in his testicles. His hips still and his flaccid penis retreats into its sheath. It’s all he can do to finish fellating Archie to her own climax.

A sleeping black rabbit. ~~~ Anthro Archie/Izzy Part 4: The two take a moment to catch their breath. Archie pulls her fingers out and gently rolls the satisfied rabbit over. The fur on her chest is soaked with sticky white semen, “Sh!t, you probably did empty your balls.” “F*ck off,” Izzy weakly chuckles, “They’ll be full again before tonight.” “Ooh! Does that mean we can do it again? I really like your small bunny d!ck!” “You’re f*cking cracked, you know that?” “No, really! It hurts like hell when someone bigger than what you’ve got goes in. I like getting railed by smaller guys. And girls. And whoever else,” Archie admits. Izzy sits up and turns around. He doesn’t see a lie in the hyena’s smiling face. If it would benefit them both to do this again, then why not? He agrees, “Alright. We can meet after dinner.” “Hell yeah!” It feels like the start of something beautiful.

Late Monday: La Vie en Rose (New Romance)

My fic’s in the Alt Texts.

CW: Cis Rabbit!Izzy, Cis Hyena!Archie, Anthro AU, Humping, Nocturnal Emissions, Non-Human Genitals, Mild Shame, SPE, Praise Kink, Interspecies Oral Sex, 69ing, Rimming, Anal Fingering

#nsfw #polycrew #ofmdnsfw #OFMDRareShips

we were in love

(a lil Jim/Ed art for #OFMDRareShips Rare Ship Week)

#ofmdart #JimEd

Fang/Oluwande friends to lovers double drabble for #OFMDRareShips day 2. Don't worry, Jim is still in the picture, just not in this scene.

A drawing of Our Flag Mean's Death characters Fang and Izzy cuddling. Fang stands behind Izzy with his arms wrapped tight around Izzy's waist. He sticks his face into the nook between Izzy's shoulder and neck. Fang's speech bubble says "Am I crushing you?" Izzy meets Fang's playful gaze with a timid look and a blush across his cheeks and chest.

Sometimes I think of this rare ship. I just think Fang could tame a dragon if he tried. He could bring out the warm and fuzzies in Izzy. Posting for #OFMDRareShips 's prompt 'Growing Old Together'. #OFMDfanart

A prompt generator result. The characters are Stede and Antoinette, the prompts are Canon Era and Childhood Friends.

Two #OFMDRareShips for the price of one! Antoinette & Stede and Antoinette/Gabriel, rated G, 281 words. This prompt seemed like it was on the less unhinged side of what the generator can offer, but boy did taking Antoinette seriously feel weird. archiveofourown.org/works/83487346

A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026 - Monday. La Vie en Rose - New Romance, Growing Old Together. The graphic has a photo of Oluwande, Jim, and Archie dancing together at Calypso's birthday, and is in shades of pink and gold.

It's day two of Rare Ship Week, and we're celebrating love 💕

Your theme for the day is La Vie en Rose, with prompts for different stages of the journey - New Romance, and Growing Old Together.

Tag us or use #OFMDRareShips so we can share your posts!

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An anon writer added a lovely, sexy Mary Allamby/Roach fic to the 2026 #OFMDRareShips week collection! Explicit, 5.2k fast burn modern AU 👀🥵

archiveofourown.org/works/82530846

In case you missed it, here's our Ao3 collection for Rare Ship Week 2026! Add your own fics for this week, or peruse it for new fics to read - there's already FIVE in the collection!!

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A graphic that reads: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026. Non-Stop Knocking Shop - Monster, New Kink, PWP. The graphic has a photo of Buttons from OFMD drinking from a delicate glass with a napkin tucked into his shirt, from the dinner scene with Anne and Mary.

The rumours are true - RARE SHIP WEEK 2026 IS HERE!!

Besides the first day of Rare Ship Week, it's also Sexual Sunday! It's a Non-Stop Knocking Shop over here, and your daily prompts are Monster, PWP, and New Kink.

Don't forget to tag us or use #OFMDRareShips in your posts so we can re-share!!

Swedish sailor clothes from the 17th century. Photo from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/17th-century-swedish-sailor-clothing--551128073165879753/. ~~~ Part 1: Before the Ranger was graced by the presence of a young Edward Teach, it was the second ship Vallmo worked on. The first had been reduced to splinters by the merciless pirate captain, Benjamin Hornigold. Vallmo had pleaded for his life in the little English he knew on his knees, hands clasped together. Tears streamed down his soft young face. Perhaps this weeping was what saved his life. Captain Hornigold had taken Vallmo’s wet chin in a fierce, meaty grip and tilted it up to look into his splotchy red face. After a few seconds of silence, the large man asked for his loyalty, but not his name, as if he only mattered if his life was dedicated to the grizzled pirate. Vallmo gave his new captain whatever he could: his oath, identity, voice, and tears. One night, Captain Hornigold asked for the meaning of his name. Vallmo didn’t know the word in English, so he did his best to describe the flower his mother named him after. “That sounds like a poppy,” the older man remarked. From that night onward, Vallmo was “Poppy” in his captain’s quarters. Their next raid was on a large merchant vessel filled with beautiful furniture and clothes, but very little coins. The captain’s ire was calmed only by the sight of an exquisite red and gold dress. He turned to Vallmo and ordered, “Take that to my cabin and guard it. Don’t f*cking tear it.” The young man did as he was told without question. He didn’t have to wait long for his captain’s arrival; the brutish elder had a pep in his step as he shouted orders to the rest of the crew to grab anything valuable and ready the Ranger to sail again. Captain Hornigold opened the door to his cabin and locked it tight behind him, “Undress, Poppy.” The blonde hastily removed his brown cap, leather shoes, thin wool coat, loose gray breeches, and white cotton long johns.

A portrait of Christiane Marie Foss (1684-1750), married to Carsten Worm 1707, Århus stift. She’s wearing a beautiful floral red Scandinavian dress with a gold/bronze stay, black earrings, and a pearl necklace with a black cross-like adornment. ~~~ Part 2: When Vallmo was completely naked, Captain Hornigold commanded him to put on the exquisite women’s clothes. There was a spark of mischief in the old pirate’s leer. His eyes took in the sight of the young man’s fit form as he dressed himself in the finery. Donning the dress felt good to Vallmo in a way he didn’t expect. He felt beautiful. It didn’t last long, though. His captain took out a small metal cage of sorts from his coat pocket. “You know what this is, Poppy?” Captain Hornigold jeered, “It’s yours.” “A gift? For me?” Vallmo was shocked by this unusual generosity. “Yes. C’mere.” Vallmo strode forward to stand in front of his elder. He accepted the item with a smile, “Thank you, sir!” “Heh heh. Don’t thank me yet,” the man chuckled, picking Vallmo up and tossing him onto the bed. He lifted the hem of the surprised blonde’s dress up to get a clear view of his small c*ck, “Still need a few years to fill out, dontcha?” Blushing, Vallmo nodded. He gulped when his captain picked his penis up by the foreskin and placed the cage over it, then squeaked when he pushed it down, looped the bottom behind his testicles, and locked it. His c*ck had no room to get hard! The old man smiled, “You won’t need to use that tiny thing tonight. Now turn the f*ck over and show me your virgin hole, Poppy.” Vallmo flipped onto his belly with trembling limbs. He knew what would happen next. It wasn’t unwelcome per se, but he was still nervous. Captain Hornigold took a vial of oil from another coat pocket, unbuttoned his trousers, removed and slicked his hard c*ck, then mounted Vallmo, who did his best not to scream as he cried. The Swede decided to escape and change his name for good once they got to port.

Sunday: Non-Stop Knocking Shop (New Kink & PWP)

My fic’s in the Alt Texts.

CW: Manipulative Dom Cis!Hornigold, Sub Cis!Swede, Crying, Dacryphilia, Crossdressing, Dub-Con, BDSM, Adult Toys, Chastity Cage, SPH, Mild Shame, Loss of Virginity, Rough Clothed Anal Sex

#nsfw #ofmdnsfw #OFMDRareShips

If you've seen me post monsterfucking, a 26 post thread about stargazing in OFMD fanwork, AND boosting my super cool #OFMDRareShips event with @tragicallynerdy.bsky.social & @latinkraken.bsky.social in the last 16 hours, I assure you this sort of productivity is unusual and won't happen again 😆😌💗🏴‍☠️🏳️‍🌈

A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026. WIP Wednesday. #OFMDRareShips

A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026 - April 19-25 Sunday - Non-Stop Knocking Shop - Monster, New Kink, PWP Monday - La Vie en Rose - New Romance, Growing Old Together Tuesday - The Humours - Comedy, Fluff Wednesday - Gender Fuckery - Gender Diversity, Gender-Swap

A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026 - April 19-25 Thursday - But Not Your Death - Injuries, Sickfic, Emotional Hurt/Comfort Friday - We Could Make Magic - Alternate Universes, Tropes Saturday - Anchors For Each Other - Polyamory, Metamours, Compersion #OFMDRareShips

Hey hey hey, #OFMDRareShips Week starts in 2 days! We kick off Sunday April 19 and run through Saturday April 25, celebrating under-represented and never-been-done OFMD ships. All fanwork types welcome!

Pick a daily prompt, use our generator or follow your dreams!

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no new actual writing from me today (gonna be banging out my fic last minute 😂) but please be prepared for the following in my rare ship week fic:

archie showing (rock) jim her boobs 😏

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OK, some more Officer Shaw/Jeffrey Fettering!!

#WIPWednesday #OFMDRareShips

A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026. WIP Wednesday. #OFMDRareShips

Happy Hump Day! 😜 Today is the last #WIPWednesday before Rare Ship Week starts this Sunday. Share a snippet and/or tease what you've got coming!

#OFMDRareShips Week runs April 19-April 25. All types of fanwork are welcome. Info pinned in our bio. It's gonna be fun! 🚀⚓⛵🏴‍☠️

A screenshot of our Ao3 collection "OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026). The about section reads: The Ao3 Collection for OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026! Brought to you by Petricorca, LatinKraken, and tragicallynerdy. This prompt week is a celebration of rare and under-represented OFMD ships, and runs from April 19-25, 2026. The collection will open the first day. You are welcome to continue to add fics after the prompt week ends, as we recognize that sometimes fics made for a prompt week go up later! Rare Ship Week has a Bluesky and Tumblr account where we'll be updating daily to share fics, art, and more! Links to both, as well as our full FAQ and plain text prompts, can be found in our Linktree! If you need help adding an item to this collection, please get in contact with us through any of our social media platforms or event accounts!

Our Ao3 collection for Rare Ship Week 2026 is OPEN!!

We'd encourage you to save posting your fics until next week, but we've opened the Ao3 collection so you can add drafted fics to it!

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A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026. We're only one week away from Rare Ship Week!! Sunday April 19 - Saturday April 25. Come sail the rare seas with us! What rare ships are you excited for? #OFMDRareShips

There's only ONE WEEK until we once again sail the rare ship seas!! What rare ships are you most excited to see?

Come sail with us for OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026, Sunday April 19 - Saturday April 26! Event info is pinned in our bio. All kinds of fan creations welcome!!

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A graphic reading: OFMD Rare Ship Week 2026. Fic Rec Friday. #OFMDRareShips

It's Fic Rec Friday!! Today is a day to boost our fellow fic authors and recommend some of our favourite rare ship fics in the fandom. We know that y'all have rare ship fics you love!

Quote re-post with a rare ship fic rec, or tag us in your posts and use #OFMDRareShips so we can share it!!

Lucius has a threesome with Doug and Mary after he picks up Doug at Mary’s art show. #OFMDRareShips