#ofmdnsfw #ofmdsims #MermaidEd #ofmdfic
from part 38 😉
🧜‍♂️ archiveofourown.org/works/476439... ✨

apropos of our collective thirst for slutty grabby hands intertwined in slutty sex hair, please enjoy this #TakeTwoTuesday
#OFMDfanart #OFMDnsfw

digital scribble of two werewolves enjoying themselves, colours indicate they're based on ed and stede from ofmd but by god im not putting this in the gentleb3ard tag (bottom is blonde, top is grey/ black). knots are out (and in).

did u know the first porn i drew for ofmd was gentleb3ard werewolf fucking, complete with knots? this isnt td0v related. i guess ed can be transfemme.

#ofmdnsfw #furry #werewolf

nsfw digital drawing of oluwande, jim and lucius from ofmd getting raunchy. lucius is in the middle being fucked in the ass by olu and is sucking jim's strap, lucius looks thoroughly blissed out while jim and olu kiss above him.

while im rediscovering old porn, have the best tealoranges (+ lucius) i've ever drawn (2022, im still SO happy with this)

happy TDOV‼️

#ofmdfanart #ofmdnsfw #ofmd #tealoranges #luciusspriggs

digital drawing of izzy hands from our flag means death (nsfw) - s1 era (so both legs, missing toe), izzy is reclined on his back with his legs spread showing off his fuzzy pussy and dick, he's fully nude and has cum on his tits and in his cunt. he's smirking and looking fucked out, but is saying "is that all you've got, captains?"

i probs won't have time to draw anything for TDOV today, but i did discover my long dis-used OG nsfw OFMD folder the other day with a few bits i haven't reposted here (these are from 2022!) so, enjoy!

#izzyhands #ofmd #ofmdfanart #ofmdnsfw #steddyhands

illustration of Edward "Blackbeard" Teach and Stede Bonnet from Our Flag Means Death. They are on the bed in Stede's bunk aboard the Revenge, both naked. Stede is on his back, smiling fondly up at Ed. Ed is beardless, and he is straddling Stede's hips, his left leg with the injured knee hanging off the side of the bed. He has a silver ring in each nipple and one in his cock. Come is splattered on Stede's stomach, and they are holding hands.

ok, let's try from my phone...

old art I hadn't posted here yet bc I wasn't happy with it, but looking at it now it's fine, whatever

I remember when drawing it I was like 'Ed can't bend his knee! I'll have to have his leg off the side of the bed!' which seems ridiculous now but ah well. #ofmdnsfw

A bit of #edizzy to brighten your day 🏴‍☠️
#ofmd #ourflagmeansdeath #edteach #izzyhands #nsfw #ofmdnsfw

1/3 Izzy was the first to notice Stede’s floral preheat aroma. He demanded the omega go into the auxiliary wardrobe where their shared nest with Ed was. After Ed made up with the crew (properly this time), he, Stede, and Izzy gradually became three-way mates. Any soft, beautiful fabrics looted from large merchant ships found their way into their nest or were given to Wee John as part of his share. Ed was heavily pregnant with Izzy’s pups and of course spent a lot of time in their nest, but he was too distracted this morning by his pickle and pineapple cravings to leave the galley and help. Izzy took advantage of Ed’s absence to offer his assistance, even though Ed would have been in full support of his former co-captain and first mate breeding like wild rabbits without him. There was no hesitation in Stede’s voice when he begged Izzy to mount him. He put a pillow at the end of the bed for Izzy’s residual limb while the alpha removed his wooden leg. The men’s aroused scents spiked as they stripped. Stede was transfixed by Izzy’s tip revealing itself from his foreskin, just as needy as his own sex. He gasped when the alpha was fully hard; it was always impressive how much his shorter mate’s already large c*ck grew. Stede’s omega penis was smaller than Ed’s but had more overhang. Even erect, he needed to retract his foreskin by hand to expose the pink glans. His sensitivity often increased during his heats to the point where he could orgasm without a knot, so he left it alone for now. That didn’t stop it from twitching, though. Izzy noticed and smirked, “I know you like what you see, Bonnet, but you’re not getting it yet.” Stede gave a whine in response, but wasn’t disappointed for long. He was efficiently prepped with coconut oil and Izzy’s rough hands, then given a choice between a rope and the alpha’s cravat for bondage. In his lustful haze, Stede chose the cravat.

2/3 Izzy bound Stede’s wrists and settled into a comfortable position between his legs. He took the omega slowly, then picked up the pace when Stede begged for more. However, just as Stede was close to climax, Izzy pulled out. “No! Please! Alpha, don’t stop now,” the needy omega whimpered. “Shhh… I’m not finished with you yet. Your heat hasn’t begun proper,” Izzy snickered. “This isn’t fair!” Stede exclaimed as he was pounded into again by the alpha above him. Izzy ignored the omega’s complaints. He bottomed out and right when his knot started to tug at his blonde mate’s rim, his other mate entered the room. “Aw, you two aren’t gonna leave me out, are you?” Ed teased. To Stede’s chagrin, Izzy pulled out once more and turned to beckon Ed over, “Nah, just gettin’ warmed up, Eddie.” “Nice. Love that for us, Iz,” Ed replied before whispering something into Izzy’s ear. “F*cking hell,” the alpha moaned and licked his lips. Stede whined, feeling left out. “I haven’t forgotten about you, love. Just wanna get comfy,” Ed chuckled. The bed dipped where his heavy belly laid on it. When Ed was content, he winked at Izzy and gave him a “go on” motion. His sex drive was low today, so he just wanted to be close to his mates. Izzy crawled over Stede to sit on his chest and began to rub the base of his length, right under the area his knot would have inflated. Stede’s eyes widened in horror when he realized what was happening, “Now just wait a minute! Izzy, you’re not really going to pop your knot right in front of me, are you? I need to c*me!”

3/3 Izzy stroked himself faster despite Stede’s desperate pleas. He groaned aloud and ejaculated across Stede’s shocked face. Watching Izzy’s fat knot pop in his tight fist drove Stede mad. His loose hole had nothing to clamp onto now! He whispered to himself, “No, no, no, no.” Izzy removed the cravat around Stede’s wrists and stretched out between him and Ed. Stede didn’t wait for permission before stroking his straining c*ck. He was going to have at least one orgasm within the hour whether they wanted him to or not. Ed pulled Izzy into a deep, passionate kiss while their mate satisfied his preheat need. They smiled upon hearing Stede’s labored breath halt for a moment, then continue. “Feeling better, Bonnet?” Izzy asked over his shoulder. “Oh, loads. No thanks to either of you, of course,” Stede panted. He used the corner of a blanket to wipe the cooling semen away from his face, but still felt dirty. “You’ll have me to thank for that, mate,” Ed grinned like the cat that got the cream. “That was terrible of you,” Stede playfully scoffed and left to put the messy blanket in the closet’s hamper and wash up. He couldn’t be too upset; it was hot in a way to be denied pleasure until his heat actually began and he knew his mates wouldn’t deny him then. Sufficiently clean, Stede returned to the nest to kiss and cuddle both men. He ran his fingers across Ed’s stomach, tickling the other omega. Izzy dressed and righted himself after his knot went down. He exited the closet, promising food and water upon his return. “You ok for real?” Ed’s eyes were wide and his question was genuine. Stede answered, “Yeah, I’m ok for real, dearest.” Ed nodded, “Right. Good. Ok.”

Day 6: Heat Cycle, Breeding, & Fine Fabrics

Stede’s mates tease him during a preheat.

CW: Cis Omega!Stede, Cis Alpha!Izzy, Pregnant Cis Omega!Ed, PIV Sex, BDSM, Cravat Bondage, Knot & Orgasm Denials, Coitus Interruptus, Masturbation, Dub-Con Facial

#nsfw #steddyhands #ofmdnsfw #OmegaStedeWeek

Izzy naked and sprawled out, one leg hiked up, head titled back and eyes closed. Ed is kneeling by his head, cock in Izzy's mouth. Stede is partially visible at the bottom, fucking Izzy, one hand on Izzy's thigh.

Izzy naked and sprawled out, one leg hiked up, head titled back and eyes closed. Tentacles are wrapped around his arms, legs, and chest. One tentacle is in his mouth and another is in his cunt.

the two images separated, for a clearer view
#ofmdnsfw

which is the dream and which is reality? izzy is having an interesting time while sleeping...
#ofmdnsfw #steddyhands

(art done for 'somnophilia' in my latest izzituations sketch zine, available here:
cecillusive.itch.io/izzituations...)

A photo of two hands with their wrists tied with rope. A pink banner says OFMD Freaky Friday with the hashtag below. The text at the bottom says share your old and new freaky fics or art!

Hello #OFMDFreakyFriday Folks! It's the last Friday of March, so please share your recommendations, your own existing work, reshare links to art you love, or post something new you've created! WIPs and snippets welcome. We'll share throughout the day!

#OFMDnsfw

*Contains RWYLM spoilers for the latest chapters!*

I slammed open Procreate and started drawing this theee second I read the zero draft scene weeks ago 😂 Then I sort of missed that Ed wasn't still wearing the dress in the initial draft. Then Dahlia changed it, because hot 🥵 #OFMDNSFW

I'm feeling SO incredibly normal about this story (every chapter more delightful than the last), and I have not stopped thinking about this for more than a few minutes at a time since I read it 🫠 #OFMDNSFW

Just draft lineart, I expect I'll be back with full colours eventually 👀 #WIPWednesday

1/4 This garbage was a lot sexier in my head. I’m so sorry. ~~~ Stede would’ve been happy to simply sleep in his small nest with his mates tonight. Instead, he is standing next to Izzy in front of Ed, all of them surrounded by the aroma of Ed’s desire: a mix of rum, tobacco, leather, and what must be the smell of the deep sea itself. Stede knows his and Izzy’s scents have strengthened, yet are still toned down by their suppressants. It’s to be expected in response to their alpha’s need. What wasn’t expected was Ed’s request. He wants to watch his omegas act as if they’re alphas trying to b!tch one another! Izzy was all for it. Stede suspects the temperamental little b*stard has harbored this fantasy for some time and either told Ed or the clever alpha figured it out on his own. “Strip,” Ed commanded from the small bed, “Winner gets my knot.” Both omegas do as their alpha wishes. Stede can hear Ed’s breath hasten as he watches. It’s a great boost to his self esteem to be as desirable as the older, rougher omega to his left. He turns and flaunts his body as he removes his shirt and breeches. Ed chuckles when Stede’s frilly, slick-damp underclothes are thrown to him. He catches them, holds them to his face, breathes deep, and tucks them between his leather-clad legs. Izzy doesn’t tease Ed like Stede does when he undresses. He doesn’t feel the need. To him, it’s a means to an end rather than another way to seduce his mates. He scoffs at the blonde’s peacocking. Ed fixes his elder omega with an intense look, “You think you’re better than him, Iz?”

2/4 “Yeah, I f*cking do, Captain.” Stede playfully sneers, “As if.” “Prove it then. Both of you,” Ed growls. It’s all the incentive Izzy needs to tackle Stede to the floor. He’s rolled over and punched in the gut for his effort. Stede attempts to open Izzy’s legs but the smaller omega is faster, more experienced in combat. Ed removes his shirt to pinch a small nipple, imagining it’s one of his mates doing it rather than himself. Izzy grabs a handful of golden curls and pulls. The man attached to the fair locks shrieks and swats at his arm, but he doesn’t let go. Izzy takes the opportunity to plunge his hand between his opponent’s legs and curl his fingers. Stede moans and grinds for a split second before wrenching the other omega’s hand from his hole; he can’t let himself fail so easily! He pins Izzy’s arm to the floor above his head and pushes against a nerve in his wrist. Sharp pain shoots through Izzy’s arm, causing him to hiss and let go of Stede’s hair with his other hand to grab it. Ed gropes the bulge in his trousers and moans. The smell of sweat from his omegas mixes with their respective scents and reaches his sensitive nose. Once more does Stede try to pry the hairy thighs under him apart, but once more he is thwarted. This time it’s by Izzy’s forehead coming into contact with his. He groans and reaches for his face. It’ll be bruised by tomorrow morning, he’s sure. Izzy flips the younger omega while he’s distracted and settles his small hips between his. He thrusts once and misses, then thrusts again and feels hot, wet flesh around his c*ck.

3/4 Ed knows that Izzy’s won from his first mate’s hiss and Stede’s groan of defeat (and pleasure). He smirks and claps his hands slowly, “Congratulations, Iz. Stay put and you’ll get your reward.” “Yes, Captain,” Izzy beams with pride over Stede. He shivers at the alpha’s warm fingertips tracing his back before moving lower. Stede can hear more than see Ed untying his laces and pulling out his erect length. Ed throws down a pillow, gets on his knees, maneuvers Izzy’s legs wider, and forces his way into his body. “F*cking hell, slow the f*ck down,” Izzy chokes out. He should’ve expected his alpha to be brutal during a pre-rut, even with the gentler omega in the same room. “Quiet, omega. We all know you love this,” Ed pulls out and pushes back in. Izzy doesn’t disagree, but he does grind his teeth behind closed lips. There’s mercifully enough of his natural lubricant to ensure the sex isn’t painful. Stede isn’t getting enough friction inside or out to reach orgasm, so he pleads with his mates, “Move a mite quicker, please!” “Quicker? Fine by me,” Ed pants and pistons his hips into Izzy, who is shaken forward and back into a much happier Stede. “B*stards. F*ck! F*ck you both,” Izzy huffs. He doesn’t feel like he’s the one being rewarded anymore. Two sets of teeth latch onto opposite sides of his neck and he howls. It’s Ed who finishes first. He locks his knot into Izzy and fills him with liquid heat. Izzy follows close behind, clenching around Ed’s knot whilst simultaneously spurting his clear omega c*me into Stede. He weakly moans and rubs the younger man’s pulsing shaft.

4/4 Stede’s soft hand is held in Ed’s rough one through his quaking orgasm. His own release spills over his belly and thigh through Izzy’s calloused fingers. Ed and Izzy lie down next to Stede. They’ll be unable to leave the floor until Ed’s knot deflates. “That was lovely,” Stede purrs. Ed agrees, “Yeah, it was. Loved seeing you two go at it. Dunno if I could live without seeing that again.” “I could live without being f*cked on the floor again,” Izzy mumbles between them. “Killjoy,” Stede quips back.

Day 3: Slick, Masturbation, & Biting

Ed watches his mates roleplay.

CW: Cis Omega!Stede, Cis Omega!Izzy, Cis Alpha!Ed, BDSM, Voyeurism, Striptease, Pantysniffing, Violent B!tching Roleplay, Masturbation, Nipple Play, Rough PIV Sex, Biting, Knotting

#nsfw #steddyhands #ofmdnsfw #OmegaStedeWeek

Chomp :3
(Cw a teeny bit of blood, also like. Gratuitous smut) #OmegaStedeWeek #ofmdnsfw

If you need something to help you recover from the highs and lows of bidding, here’s today’s #ofmdskyfic update ❤️

On ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/811427...

#ofmdnsfw

trying this again? 🧜‍♂️✨
#ofmdnsfw #ofmdsims #ts4 #gentlebeard #ofmdfic
part 38 now up on ao3!
▫️ archiveofourown.org/works/476439... ▫️

Today’s #ofmdskyfic update! A wee bit more smut, if you’re so inclined 😏

On ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/811427...

#ofmdnsfw

Today’s #ofmdskyfic update is here! Just want some smut in your life? Feel free to dive right into this bit. The screenshots are such a pain to do 😅

Also on ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/811427...

#ofmdnsfw

I had the opportunity to draw such beauty.
The full version is below

A very fair scene, I think :D

#ofmdnsfw #ofmd #IzzyHands

EHEHE GO AND READ SPICE GARDEN ‼️

#ofmdnsfw #ofmdfanart #stizzy

Trying again to bump my silly, spicy nerds! Try this ao3 link!!

archiveofourown.org/works/748088...

#ofmdskyfic #ofmdfic #ofmdnsfw #gentlebeard

Bump for these sweet and sexy complete nerds ❤️‍🔥 Today’s #ofmdskyfic update is also on ao3!

archiveofourown.org/works/748088...

#ofmdfic #gentlebeard #ofmdnsfw

Be careful what you wish for, First Mate Hands

#ofmdnsfw #ofmd #IzzyHands

If you’d like a spicy break from buying and bidding, gotcha covered ❤️‍🔥 Today’s #ofmdskyfic update is now also on ao3!

archiveofourown.org/works/748088...

#ofmdfic #gentlebeard #ofmdnsfw

Deep red-purple liquid medicine in a spoon. ~~~ Part 1: The warmth of the Caribbean sun is not that different than it was in winter, but everyone can feel that spring is in the air. It’s a crying shame Lucius is too miserable to take advantage of it. Yesterday Lucius had chills and body aches. Today he’s experiencing unbearable exhaustion; he spent most of his time in bed, but not in the way he wanted. The shuffling of boots, paws, and claws reaches Lucius’s long ears from the deck above his and Pete’s room. He picks up faint moans from Frenchie and Wee John’s room (they must have begun their courtship while he was asleep). It reminds him that he hasn’t performed a courtship with his matelot or their f*ck buddy Izzy. Lucius’s mind drifts to what he wants to wear (or not wear) when he and Pete dance under the stars. His imagination moves on to more saucy fantasies when his human lover knocks gently on the door and enters. “Hey, babe. I got the medicine from Roach. He said to take a spoonful now and another tomorrow,” Pete coos. He reaches out to push back sweaty strands of hair from his matelot’s scrunched-up face. Lucius sits up and groans. He’s grateful for Pete and Izzy taking turns keeping him company, but he wants sex and sleep, not icky red liquid from their half-mad chef and doctor. His blanket falls from his shoulders to his lap. He grips its edge and pulls it back against his furry chest. Pete kisses Lucius on the forehead and opens the bottle in his hands. He takes a napkin-wrapped spoon from his pocket and pours the medicine in it. Lucius begrudgingly opens his mouth to accept the spoon and swallows the gross fluid before he can get too much on his tongue. His face twists in displeasure, “Blech! Does he make that sh!t vile on purpose?” “Sorry, honeybun,” Pete softly smiles in empathy. “Not your fault, babe.” Pete offers his canteen of water, which the sick rabbit hybrid eagerly takes a swig from and sighs, “Oh my god, thank you!”

A white rabbit with black ears lying flat in a grassy field. ~~~ Part 2: “No problem,” Pete says. After Lucius has another long drink, he returns the canteen and flops dramatically onto the mattress and pillows. He rolls onto his back and Pete rubs it. Izzy slides into the room unannounced, as he often does, and examines the two. He’s given Lucius the day off and reduced chores for Pete, but the Revenge is still on course for the Republic, so he needs as many crew members on deck as possible. He nods to Pete, “I’ve got him. You’re needed topside.” “Aye aye,” Pete presses a kiss to his matelot’s head and reluctantly pulls away. He leaves the room with a wave for both hybrids. Izzy sits on the edge of the bed and listens to Lucius snooze. His well-trained nose picks up the scent of a flu; it’s not serious, just highly uncomfortable. There’s a whiff of arousal too, but Izzy doesn’t know if Lucius wants to do something about it yet. Lucius turns back and forth in his sleep before waking up. He turns his head back to give the older hybrid a pleading look and asks, “Are you up to knotting me?” Izzy barks a laugh at Lucius’s boldness. He thinks on it for a bit, then answers, “Don’t think you’re up for it. You can’t stay awake for long.” “Ugh, I don’t care. You can knot me in my sleep. Just please do something. I can hear everyone else f*ck and it’s driving me crazy.” That’s as good as Izzy supposes he’ll get. He doesn’t mention how he’s been horny since the season started. He just strips down with Lucius. Now naked, Izzy reaches for the jar of coconut oil under the bed and prepares his younger bedmate. The sleepy moans and wagging tail make him smirk. His tail wags too. Lucius whines after a minute of Izzy teasing him with three fingers, “I’m ready! Just put it in, you old mutt.” Izzy growls, wipes his fingers on the blanket that needs to be washed anyway, and presses all of his body weight against Lucius. He’s stocky and heavier than he looks.

A black, white, and brown Jorkie (Jack Russell Terrier and Yorkshire Terrier mix) standing in the grass. Photo from https://dogwish.com/breeds/yorkie-jack-russell-mix. ~~~ Part 3: “F*cking needy bunny b!tch,” Izzy snarls, then pushes the tip of his erection into Lucius’s rump. He growls low at the heat and snug fit. Lucius answers with a long moan. He moans again when Izzy finally thrusts all the way in. His own length is trapped between the bed and his belly. When Izzy begins to move his hips, he pants and sighs happily. No hybrid lasts long during mating season, but Izzy does his best to avoid finishing before his bedmate. He knows Lucius has reached his peak when his body tightens and he whimpers into the mattress. Only then does he push his growing knot inside to lock them together. Hot jets of semen fill Lucius and he hums in pleasure. Izzy’s huffing into Lucius’s left ear. His tickling breath makes it twitch and slap Izzy across the mouth. He sputters and Lucius laughs. “Twat,” Izzy grumbles. He rolls them over gently to keep from straining his knot; it wouldn’t feel good for either of them. It’s a nearly impossible task not to nibble on Lucius’s body, but the younger hybrid appreciates Izzy’s self-control. The old dog hybrid’s bite is as bad as his bark. He does allow him to lick the sweat from his fur, mostly because he’s in need of some type of bath. Izzy finishes cleaning Lucius and dries the wettest patches of fur with the cleanest area of the blanket. He tosses the fabric over him to the floor with their discarded clothes. It’s Frenchie’s turn to do the laundry and if the silence from his and Wee John’s room is anything to go by, he shouldn’t be distracted from it anymore. Sleep takes Lucius at last. When Izzy’s knot goes down, he slowly pulls out and licks away his mess. Lucius’s lossened rim puckers around his tongue. Izzy dresses when he’s done, covers Lucius with a clean blanket, and carries the dirty one to the laundry room.

A white rabbit with brown ears and a brown patch around its eye is mostly covered by a gray blanket. Photo from https://i.pinimg.com/736x/88/37/3f/88373fda812796b118df10f76f1641ff.jpg. ~~~ Part 4: Izzy meets Pete along the way and the two grunt acknowledgments to one another. As the human goes to check on his sick matelot, Izzy drops the blanket into a basket still partially full of laundry. He rolls his eyes and decides to pay Frenchie a not-so-friendly visit. Back in Lucius and Pete’s room, the couple are snuggled together. It’s close to supper, but Pete has time to hold and examine his sleepy beloved. More color has returned to Lucius’s face, but he’s not over the sickness yet. According to Roach, he won’t be able to leave his room for three more days. Pete hears the bell for supper. He knows Lucius can hear it in his sleep because his ears twitch. The cute sight makes him grin widely and whisper, “Oh my god.” Lucius’s ears move again, but he doesn’t wake. “I’m going to get us dinner. I’ll be right back, babe,” Pete whispers and rushes to the galley. He comes back with two bowls of a hearty vegetable stew. The aroma of fresh herbs is what rouses Lucius from slumber. He opens his eyes and lifts his head to better smell the fragrant broth. “Hey, sleepyhead. Do you think you can eat?” Pete asks. “Mmm, yeah. I could eat.” Pete and Lucius eat together in their room. Izzy checks on them after a while. He ate with Wee John after telling off Frenchie. He didn’t care that they were f*cking (it’s mating season, and he also indulged), but the chores don’t do themselves. Speaking of which, he reminds Pete to take the empty bowls and dirty spoons to the galley for Wee John to clean. Pete does so without arguing. “Need anything else, Twatty?” Izzy teases. “A million years of sleep, but I’ll definitely be courting Pete tomorrow,” Lucius teases back. “Right,” Izzy snorts. He expected as much. No illness could stop a rabbit hybrid’s raging libido.

3/9: Bunny

Lucius is ill this mating season, but Pete and Izzy help. The fic’s in the Alt Texts.

CW: Cis Rabbit Hybrid!Lucius, Cis Dog Hybrid!Izzy, Cis Human Pete, Background Room People, Mild Illness, Medicine, Anal Sex, Knotting, Rimming

#nsfw #lupete #sprizzy #ofmdnsfw #OurFlagThinksSpring

A bit of smut of them?
#ofmd #ofmdnsfw #edizzy #izzyhands

Archie teaches Jim and Olu how to have nipple orgasms, then Jim teaches Izzy.

Izzy wants to touch his pulsing c*ck and wet hole so badly, but Papi has ordered him to keep his hands on his spread knees while they play with his chest. He must be good for Papi.

#garlicknot #jimizzy #nsfw #ofmdnsfw

updated the nsfw gif collection on ao3 if ur into that 🤭
#ofmdnsfw #ofmdsims
🖤 archiveofourown.org/works/745922...

Looking down from above, Ned is facedown on Stede's desk, hands tied behind his back and looking back over his shoulder. His pants are pulled down to his thighs and his coat and shirt are pushed up and to the side, so his ass is exposed. There is a handprint and the letters S and B in ink on his ass. The desk around him contains papers, books, the whale paperweight, Ned's violin, a spilled ink jar, and next to Ned's head is one of his wanted posters, reading 'WANTED, dead or alive', a crude drawing of Ned, and 'Ned Low' underneath. 'WANTED' is underlined, with 'dead' crossed out and 'alive' circled. There are several hearts drawn around Ned's portrait.

ned is a wanted man, that's for sure 😘
#ofmdnsfw #gentlefiddle