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    “It’s… it really feels very nice, darling,” he insists. “I just think I wasn’t prepared for it.”

    “Wasn’t prepared for what?”

    It’s a few heartbeats before Stede answers, this time.

    “How loved I’d feel.”

     

    Or, Stede gets cuddled and praised, because the man fucking deserves it, alright?

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    12 Apr 2024

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    edstede firewatch au

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    01 Mar 2024

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    A story that makes me cry a little from happiness. Absolutely gorgeous.

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    It was snowing again.

    Izzy ignored the aching in his joints to stand by the window of their kitchen and watch the snowfall.

    He had sneaked some coffee from the market behind Bonnet's back - he knew it wasn't good for his heart, but sometimes it felt good to have it, to sip the bitter warmth of it as winter settled in. The cold was always such a welcomed sensation after decades hostage to the Caribbean heat.

    Edward joked that they were old men now, that the cold was going to fucking destroy their joints, but except for their occasional trip down to Nassau, they didn't leave their home that often. Edward had yet to grow bored of their little house, of the vegetable garden they took care of lovingly in the greenhouse outside, of the teeth-rotting sweetness of it all. Izzy had never thought himself made for such sweetness, and yet, here he stood, on the very kitchen he kneaded and baked their bread every morning, clutching a warm mug of coffee in his hands, and watching the snow fall on his propriety.

    Izzy was a man that belonged to the sea, and yet he found that he didn't miss it.

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    Israel Hands and love at the end of all things.

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    11 Nov 2023

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    "And you, Bonnet," Izzy shouted, "you have the fucking gall to tolerate their disobedience as if this ship will just magically run itself! And you have the godforsaken nerve to tell me off for keeping us all afloat, you fucker, you bastard, you goddamn–"

    Izzy deflated, like a balloon which had run out of air. His eyes flickered to Ed, something like panic flashing across his face, before he turned back to Stede. Surprisingly, the panic did not lessen.

    Stede, arms folded, simply raised an eyebrow. In his best stern voice, the one he'd used whenever Alma was being particularly stubborn, he addressed Izzy.

    "Are you done?"


    In which Stede accidentally soft-doms Izzy; Edward solves his identity crisis; Izzy gets valued and panics about it; Stede invents aftercare; Ed learns to talk about things and Izzy experiences A Positive EmotionTM.

    Meanwhile, the crew only cares about workshops.

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    27 Oct 2023

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    Back in the cool night air, a few snowflakes were beginning to dust the sidewalk when he noticed a familiar smell wafting through the air. He found himself unconsciously following it, like some sort of ridiculous cartoon character. He couldn’t remember why it smelled so familiar, but it tugged at something so deep in him that it made his chest feel tight with excitement. He just had to know what it was. 

    The smell lead him a short walk down the street, right to the front door of a small bakery he’d never noticed before.

    Memo’s Bakery, read the lit sign out front. 

    He pushed open the door. 

    _____

     

    Guillermo was just beginning to pour the glaze over his latest experimental bake, a batch of Persian love cakes, when the bell at the front jingled, alerting him to a customer’s entry. Shit, he must have forgotten to flip the sign over to “closed” again. He looked up, about to apologetically tell them that they were actually closed for the night, when the words caught in his throat and died before reaching his tongue. 

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    10 Oct 2023