2025 #serafic year in review: posted some stuff, worked on a lot of stuff that isn't done yet. Bleh. Highlights:

A graphic advertising a fanfic. Two skiiers are on a snowy slope, one falling over. Text reads: Falling for You Like Snow an OFMD fic Stede/Izzy fake dating hate to love ski lodge hijinks christmas fluff coming out

I'm writing a cheesy Christmas romcom again this year! #ofmdfic #stizzy #serafic

Sera's Kinktober thread!

I am attempting a 500+ word fic for each day using the multifandom prompt list on tumblr. We'll see how far I get this month!

#serafic #kinktober

“Right, but. They are technically mine. I am the captain.” “Are you? I’d forgotten.” Stede almost reacts to that, almost protests, but then he recognizes the teasing. “Damn you, you’re not meant to have a sense of humor, Izzy,” he pouts. They’re still finding their footing together, and this is yet another slippery spot: Izzy’s dry sense of humor, his inclination to talk like he’s totally sincere, like he’s come to understand the vague outline of what a joke looks like but hasn’t quite mastered it. “I’m a ray of fucking sunshine,” says Izzy, the corners of his mouth finally quirking up a little. “Obviously I remember who’s in charge of this ship, this crew. But I’m not calling you Captain, no matter how much you want me to. I’ve only ever had one captain I respected, only ever knew one who earned that title, and there’s no fucking way that will change."

#serafic #wipwednesday #ofmdfic

They set sail again on a Wednesday when the sky is clear and the sea is friendly. Of the crew that hasn’t left him, everyone joins him—even Izzy. “Are you sure about this?” Stede asks him as the Republic gets smaller. “There’s no reason to be here if you don’t want it.” Izzy looks at him strangely, a lit cigarette in his hand. He slowly breathes out a stream of smoke over the water. “Why ask that now?” “No need to act like every question I ask you is an affront to your delicate sensibilities.” “If you want me gone, just say so.” It seems like it should be strange having Izzy around like this, but Stede’s found himself quickly growing used to it. Funny how that works; you stay in someone’s company for a little while and suddenly it’s like they’re supposed to be there.

a bit more of the stizzy canon divergence fic for #wipwednesday #ofmdfic #serafic

“Show me the note,” says Izzy. It’s in his hand, clutched so tightly that you’d think that Bonnet was afraid it would run away. Bonnet, trembling a little from the force of his grip, slowly unfurls his fingers, until he’s able to hand the piece of paper to Izzy. Edward’s handwriting is immediately recognizable in the slant and the messy Ns and Ms and the way that he signs his name. Izzy’s adept enough at reading, good enough to keep the ship’s logs and follow any map, but his notes are always short and to the point, and he has trouble with writing that isn’t blocky and sentences that get too long. So he can’t completely read the letter—Ed tends to ramble when he writes, starts to think faster than he can get the words down and everything tends to gets a little messy—but he gets the gist. He sees <i>sorry</i> and <i>mistake</i> and <i>don’t look for me</i> and, surprisingly <i>keep an eye on Izzy if he’s still around, he’s—</i> and then some more that Izzy can’t read. “What did he say about me?” Izzy says, dumbly. “Is that— give it back to me!” Bonnet says wetly, grabbing the letter back from Izzy. He sighs, then reads: “Oh, and I’m sure Izzy is going to be weird about this whole thing. He’ll probably try to stab you again, and when he fails, he’ll run away. But it’s my fault he’s so fucking angry all the time. Don’t get too mad. But also, don’t let him stab you, stab him back if he tries.” “Come the fuck on.” “I never worked things out with him, so keep an eye on Izzy if he’s still around, he’s the best first mate a man can have if you can be the kind of captain he needs. I wasn’t.” Bonnet clicks his teeth. “He was a great captain! Why did you make him think that he wasn’t a great captain?”

been working on this stizzy so here's a belated #wipwednesday #ofmdfic #serafic

oh hey this one is mine 😀 archiveofourown.org/works/581021... #serafic

“You’re no fun. Do you know that?” “Not everything has to be fun, Bonnet.” “Sex should be,” says Stede, who has only just started to have fun in bed very recently and would like to continue that, thanks very much. Izzy pulls his sword from its scabbard. “Who said anything about sex?” “Honestly!” Stede yelps, jumping back. “Give me a warning, won’t you!”

#serafic #ofmdwipwednesday

Networking - surprisepink - Our Flag Means Death (TV) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I'm job hunting rn so my #ofmd #taketwotuesday is Netwoking, a stizzy modern AU pwp in which Stede is finding hookups on LinkedIn and ends up with an Izzy. #serafic

Did you like this? Do you want to read a stizzy-to-steddyhands fic that vaguely references this moment (while mostly being about Stede and Izzy being dumb and horny)? Good news. I wrote one and I just updated it. #serafic

“Captain’s job is to make sure we play nice together,” Izzy says. “Not that we’re friends.” “See, now the two of you are agreeing with each other!” Stede throws his arms in the air. His voice is raised, and it’s likely that the whole ship can hear what’s going on by now, but it’s next to impossible to care about that when a fight is breaking out. “It’s like you can only be a unified front when it’s against me!” “Yeah, maybe,” says Izzy. He sounds like he’s only barely resisting the urge to roll his eyes. “Could be,” says Ed, shrugging. “You know we did get along. Most of the time. Once.” “It sounds like you were getting on well enough when you both wanted to kill me,” Stede grumbles. “Aw, c’mon, mate. I thought you weren’t holding that against me.” “I’m not!” And Stede really isn’t, not in the way that Ed or Izzy might think. It was nothing personal, he barely knew them at the time and both of them were desperate for a change. Why not grasp at whatever lifeline you might be able to find? And if that lifeline meant Stede dying… well, that was just piracy. “I’m not holding it against you at all, I’m just <i>saying</i>… if you two can manage to be on the same page about killing me, why not be on the same page about… you know!” “Buggering you,” says Izzy, flatly. “Yes, sex! That’s what I mean!” “Intercourse,” says Ed, nodding. “Well, yes— though it doesn’t need to be that specifically—“ “Bonnet, if you want a fucking threesome, just fucking ask for it.” Izzy sounds like he’s irritated with Stede, as usual, but there’s also an edge of good humor in his voice, a slight twitch of his lips upward. “Edward doesn’t need to like me to get off on watching me fuck you. Actually might add to the experience for him, depending.”

#wipwednesday #ofmdwipwednesday #steddyhands #serafic

#serafic #ofmdfic #releasethebubblebathcut

archiveofourown.org/works/64484083

Too Sweet for Me surprisepink Summary: Bonnet's being nice to Izzy, suddenly. Too nice. Does he think Izzy's not capable? Too old? Leg slows him down too much? Fuck off.

Impromptu #stizzy day? I've added two new chapters to this fic! canon divergence stizzy getting together fluff, 14k, complete (again). #serafic #ofmdfic

archiveofourown.org/works/569424...

Izzy visibly tenses at his words, though—he’s awfully expressive, now that Stede is bothering to pay attention—and his answer is sharp. “If you want me gone, just say so.” “It wouldn’t make a difference, you wouldn’t leave. And anyway, I don’t want you fucking off and coming back with the whole navy again!” “Still mad about that, Bonnet?” “I certainly am!” says Stede, which does seem, as he’s in the process of creating bubbles for Izzy’s bath, like it’s not especially true. If he held a grudge every time someone wanted him dead, he wouldn’t have a single ally. “You ruined my day with that, and Ed’s too!” “Learned my lesson,” Izzy says. His eyes flit to his missing leg, just briefly. Stede’s caught himself staring at what’s left of Izzy’s leg more than once, finding the sight of it more than a little jarring. What must it be like to live decades with all of one’s limbs intact, only to one day have to start to learn everything all over again? Izzy seems to be making the best of it, and he has the crew’s support, but Stede can’t imagine it.

#ofmdwipwwednesday #ofmdfic #serafic #stizzy coming soon. 😀

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“It suits you,” says Bonnet, stepping forward. “May I?” They’re close, suddenly. Izzy feels compelled to step forward to match Bonnet, and he doesn’t chase that urge but it’s a near thing. “You may,” he mumbles. People don’t touch Izzy often, he realizes as Bonnet reaches to adjust the scarf, evening out the ends. Not in this gentle way that makes him dizzy with anticipation. Izzy motions for Bonnet to wait, and he slips the ring back on before Bonnet moves to tie the scarf into place. There’s care in it, though for Izzy or for the fabric, he really can’t say. As long as Bonnet’s hands linger, Izzy has to remind himself to breathe. It makes sense, but also, it doesn’t make any fucking sense at all. Bonnet’s an idiot, and he’s melodramatic, and panics over everything, and he’s only just now starting to learn to be a halfway decent captain. Why the fuck would anyone fall head over heels for that man, of all the people in the Caribbean?

#serafic #ofmdwipwednesday #ofmdfic #stizzy

#serafic #ofmdskyfic

Izzy curses at his laptop screen when he sees the email notification: he's been outbid. He expected this on the last day of the auction, but he has shit to do today and he'd hoped to not have to worry about bidding until this evening.

The Best Date You'll Ever Make surprisepink Summary: Lucius works in a mall selling bath bombs and occasionally hitting on customers, fucking hates his job, meets a cute boy at Build-a-Bear, tries to get his weird friend (?) Stede to realize he's in love with the leather daddy that's always at Lush, goes on a couple of dates as a side effect of playing matchmaker, and tries to get the cute boy from Build-a-Bear to fall in love with him. Not necessarily in that order.

Nothing new for Valentine's Day this year but I am once again promoting my Valentine's Day 2023 fic. #serafic #ofmdfic

This is a lupete modern au with some gentlebeard and a bit of steddyhands lurking in the shadows!

archiveofourown.org/works/45059869

Another Conversation With No Destination surprisepink Summary: Stede intervenes when Ricky tries to shoot Izzy. It forces Ed and Izzy to finally talk.

Here's a little canon divergence fix-it thing. Pre-steddyhands in my mind but can probably be read as gen. #serafic

archiveofourown.org/works/63023749

I wrote it! 5k, stizzy pwp. #serafic

archiveofourown.org/works/629473...

“Thought you were trying to seduce me,” Izzy says, rolling his stiff shoulders. It’s been a few weeks since Bonnet stated those intentions, and Izzy told him that if that was the case, he shouldn’t be fucking weird about it. That makes Bonnet poke his head out of the wardrobe, looking so excited he’s practically about to sprout a tail, just so he can wag it. “Is this how you’d want to be seduced?”

#serafic #ofmdfic ##wipwednesday not my main project rn but I am expanding on and writing a second chapter of what was meant to be a oneshot that I've posted. 😤

Her hand trails lower, to Elphaba's chest. She rests it there at Elphie's breastbone, terrified to touch where she really wants, to go any further. She can just… ask, right? Hi, Elphaba, can I touch your breast, maybe with your top off, maybe both of them? Elphie has some cute underthings, they cup her chest so nicely, and Glinda really would not say no to that view. “Um, Elphie?” “Right,” Elphaba says. “Lights off.” “No!” Glinda says, quickly. Maybe too quickly, she's going to seem like some kind of pervert eager to see tits. She's no better than a man! “No, um, lights on. Unless you want them off. Do you want them off?”

#wipwednesday but it's gelphie smut #serafic

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#serafic

Over the past few years, Stede has managed to arrange a number of intimate encounters without downloading any of those apps that would immediately make it clear to anyone snooping on his internet activity that he is very much cheating on his wife, and perhaps more importantly that he is a massive, flaming homosexual. As it turns out, sex is everywhere if you know where to look for it, and if you’re sneaky enough about it you can pick out the men who are seeking out a no-strings-attached night without raising any red flags for anyone who <i>actually</i> just wants to get coffee at a hotel. Stede’s managed to perform several blowjobs this way, and gotten to fuck or be fucked by quite a few men, with Mary none the wiser. She doesn’t care about Stede’s job any more than he does, so how could she possibly be suspicious about a business meeting on his calendar? “I don’t care,” says Stede. “This is perfectly covert. Your husband likes it when you sleep with other men, so it’s different for you.” Lucius raises an eyebrow. “You think you’re the first guy to use the internet to cheat on his wife? Come on, plenty of guys do that on Grindr every day without getting caught.” A pause, then he adds: “Also, have you considered not cheating on your wife?” “No,” says Stede, clicking over to open his messages. Staying together is easier than getting a divorce, and if he comes out to Mary she’ll certainly want that. He’s pretty sure that she already does, so finding out that her husband has been secretly gay this whole time would be the perfect excuse. And now that he’s discovered the joy of casual sex with people he actually <i>wants</i> to have sex with, well, what’s he meant to do? <i>Stop</i>? “Suit yourself,” says Lucius. “I just work here.”

#serafic #wipwednesday #ofmdfic modern AU <3

Does anyone have questions for me? 🥰 #serafic

I posted it! it's good. you should read it. #ofmdfic #serafic #steddyhands

archiveofourown.org/works/60701482

ao3 fic screenshot: In Short, Shallow Gasps surprisepink Summary: No matter what unpredictable things they’ve gone through that week—and there are a lot of those with Stede as captain—he’s got something he can count on. And if the first mate’s job is to keep the captain content, Stede supposes that the least he can do is try to return the favor. Stede has discovered that his first mate, Izzy, enjoys regular spankings. Stede enjoys them too, maybe too much.

do you want to read 3.4k of Stede spanking Izzy and then buggering him? Sure you do!

archiveofourown.org/works/60611806

#stizzy #ofmdfic #ofmdnsfw #serafic

He steps into the storage room where he’s expected to find them, one that’s moderate in size and tucked in a less-traversed area below deck (not that anywhere on the ship doesn’t get foot traffic, it’s not that large a ship). Immediately, he’s greeted by the sight of Bonnet and Edward, looking very much like they are trying to choke on each other’s tongues. “Oh, for <i>fuck’s</i> sake.” “You again?” Bonnet asks, sounding precisely as irritated as Izzy feels. “This is a storage room, Bonnet, not a brothel.” “Not much of a difference sometimes,” Ed says. “This is also my ship, and I will kiss Edward wherever I damn well please.” “Yeah, well,” Izzy says. Like when he walks in on them in the mornings, he’s got shit to do, and he’s going to get it done even if these two idiots are making it difficult “I still have to get the canon balls. For <i>your</i> crew.” “They’re your crew too.” Izzy shrugs, bending down to pick up one of the canon balls. “Captain gets the glory, captain gets the blame. You might as well deal with it. And look over those maps I stuck under your door this morning before bedtime, yeah?” With that, Izzy turns and walks away. He’s getting too old for this shit.

#ofmdwipwednesday #serafic #steddyhands someone yell at me to edit this fic and send it to my beta it's practically done 😭 goofy 5+1 about izzy walking on on gentlebeard constantly

ao3 screenshot reading: Good Trouble surprisepink Summary: Newly separated, Stede decides to take the heat off of his failed relationship with Mary... by recruiting a pirate to be his party date instead. The plan is to create chaos, but the results are much sweeter than either of them bargained for.

Hey, for #taketwotuesday, why not check out my little Ed/Stede fake relationship smut fic? #ofmdfic #serafic

archiveofourown.org/works/43861908

Swanky Swordplay - Chapter 1 - surprisepink - Our Flag Means Death (TV) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

bringing back my Stizzy Sex Lessons fic for #taketwotuesday since I'm working on more. 🙂‍↕️ #serafic #ofmdfic

archiveofourown.org/works/539765...