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What a blast Montreal turned out to be!

Beyond my expectations, thanks to all who came.

Thanks to all who appreciate my brilliance on this planet. Thanks to Rashad Bedeir for these photos!

Thanks @jflmontreal for having me this year.

#thelegendwillreturn

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Ed blinks his eyes open, limbs heavy with sleep, his head a bit cloudy, "what's going on? Are we under attack?" He tries to get up, but the sheets are tangled around him.

" We aren't on a ship anymore," Stede tells him, tone soothing " I am so sorry, my love, I didn't mean to wake you." And that's it, Ed notices, he hasn't woken up with the dread after a cannon impact, he has woken up because he was comfortably laying on Stede's lap, head pressed close to his belly, both his arms wrapped around Stede's waist, and now Stede is miles away, standing at the doorway, looking apologetic.

" Where are you going?" He asks, laying down again, soaking in the lingering warmth of Stede's presence in the bed, he closes his eyes with a sigh.

Stede is quiet for a moment, but Ed can hear his footsteps as he gets closer, then there is a hand on his hair, fingers gently combing through it, he opens his eyes to see Stede crouched down by the bed, " I finished this book I was reading, and I wanted to pick another one to read while you slept." And he looks so excited at the prospect of standing in front of the bookshelf Ed built for him for twenty minutes humming to himself, picking one book, putting it back, picking another one, like he has never faced a bigger decision in his life, Ed adores him, so deeply.

" Go back to sleep, you have only slept for..." a pause, " ten minutes." Ed laughs at that, shaking his head as he watches Stede looking out of the window, as if he could read the Sun like a clock. Stede smiles at him, knowing Ed would never laugh at him, mockingly, knowing he is in on the joke.

Then, his smile changes, it isn't a little, amused, thing anymore, it widens and what Ed can see in it is a love so bright it threatens to blind him, the hand in his hair has moved down too, cradling his cheek, reverently, softly, " you look so beautiful when you laugh."

Ed takes a deep, trembling breath, he has to force himself not to recoil, his first impulse to retreat and avoid such tenderness, wonder if he is worth it, he should be able to enjoy with all those doubts and insecurity but he can't, not yet, "don't need to be so gentle, 'm not gonna break." He craves this gentle touch, though, he craves this softness. Because when he has had it it has always been followed by a sharp slap, bringing him back to his reality.

His mother, hugging him close, just for his father to ruin it all with his violence, his loud voice, his heavy hands. The waves, gently cradling him to sleep, only to turn violent with a storm, wanting to drown him for daring to get too close to the water.

Stede doesn't seem deterred by Ed's sudden gruffness, he doesn't move his hand away, and he doesn't even stop smiling, " I know that, my love, I have never known someone stronger than you," and Ed knows he has seen him at his worst, at his weakest, " but I still believe you deserve being treated with as much gentleness as I can give you."

Ed huffs, blinks rapidly, looks away, " go get your book, c'mon."

Stede nods and stands up, his hand leaving Ed's face, he turns around but before he can leave Ed's fingers are closing around his wrist, pulling him closer again,

" Don't take too long."

Stede bends down and kisses his forehead, " I won't."

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Every Ed Teach Scene (94/?)

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Burn me, that Aviendha nearly took my head off when I asked her if she could do any dances without spears.

First things first, Mat tried to court Rand's girlfriend.

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This beautiful piece of art work was created by Leia Powell at Wildcat Mountain Artistry.

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WoT kindle cover owned by Morris Eliassof (ordered on Etsy )