Babe I Understand Im Your 20th Husband And I Love You Very Very Much And You Make Me Very Very Happy

babe I understand im your 20th husband and i love you very very much and you make me very very happy but you need to understand that i owe a life debt to that gay posh blonde guy he's really like my best friend so i had to help him steal your very expensive blue sand- wait what do you mean it turns you on

i can’t believe stede turned ed from this to this within 24 hours. the power of stede bonnet

my first ofmd fanfic 🙏🙏🙏

literally just Izzy being hurt and hating himself but worshipping Ed

I cannot stop thinking about this strange little man

but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward 

how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.

the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.

i know a lot of fandom is going to dispute this but ed definitely never said anything about izzy teaching him everything he knows, not even offscreen, that was the whole joke. what happened was ed said "you need to work on your mean voice" and stede thought "who do i know who's really good at sounding mean" so he marched straight to izzy and turned on the ol' stede bonnet charm and flattered him into getting a private lesson with a few trademark "complete lies" and that's much funnier

the way they both sidled up to each other. the way they kissed under the moonlight. the way they set and respected each other's boundaries. the hand holding, the thumb war, the gentle smile, the "you won." this is the queer representation i needed. queer people being unapologetically queer in all the gentle, sweet ways we know.