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c’mish for @ghostalservice of october Ed from smallestchurch’s fic “if I planned it” !!

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Hello, I wrote a lot this month! And illustrated it lol. So there you have illustrations from 4 different stories

If you're into angsty Edizzy stories, here you go: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59520157

Please read the tags/warnings carefully tho, they're angsty after all.

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Now the angsty edizzy autumn is out of the way I can go back to posting fluff ✨️

Nothing nsfw is really happening here but I spoilered for nudity. You can see full image on my AO3

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Chapter 11 with a happy ending posted!

Crowley decides to help Anathema while she's recovering from her injuries, which is harder said than done when you're ex-boyfriend is lurking just round the corner

Only Epilogue now left:)

The Listed Building Dilemma

Rating: E

Chapters: 11/12

Words: 40.9k

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe - Human, Architect Crowley, Aziraphale owns a cottage, Crowley is a Mess, Crowley is very bitter, Gabriel is a conservation officer, Gabriel is not terrible, But he is still a twat, Everything is soft, (most of the time), Minor Angst, English Countryside, Cotswolds, Cottagecore, Explicit Sexual Content, Aziraphale's body appreciation, Underappreciated sexual acts, Bad Sex, Top Aziraphale, Bottom Crowley, Crowley Has Abandonment Issues, Aziraphale has commitment issues, Crowley doesn't have real friends, Except for Ana and Newt, Unhealthy Friendships, Pining, Misunderstandings, Quarrels, Slow Burn, As much as I'm capable of writing one, Healing, they're madly in love with each other, Happy Ending

Summary:

Anthony J. Crowley is a talented architect (between jobs, temporarily). He has everything he ever wanted—a posh flat, a vintage car, and his plants. He should be happy and yet happiness eludes him.

Until his friend introduces him to Aziraphale—a kind stranger who has just inherited a cottage which is in dire need of renovating.

Could the two of them put their differences aside and overcome their anxieties for long enough to build something new and beautiful together...?

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For @edizzyevents 25th Oct - Retirement

Tags: edizzy, alternate ending to ep3, MCD, angst, they love each other, attempted suicide, suicide by storm

Izzy's clutching the gun in his hand, aiming it at his own head. There's truly nothing left for him. He's lost his leg, he lost Edward, the crew didn't even want to grant him the small mercy of killing him. He has to fucking do everything himself around here. 

He's on the verge of consciousness when he pulls the trigger. At least that's what he tells himself later—he must have blacked out from the pain and blood loss. 

When he manages to crawl out on the deck later on, Edward's plan is plainly obvious to him. Just as plainly obvious is that he must be stopped.

It physically pains him but he pulls the trigger, wounding Edward on the arm, stopping him from setting the ship on fire. After that, everything happens so fast—Fang charges at Ed and Jim neutralizes him with a cannon ball. They hold the ship together until the storm passes, leaving them to a slow and painful death.

By all accounts Edward should be dead by now but Izzy doesn’t let the crew get rid of his body. He feels guilty. He feels he pushed Edward into this spiral. He goes down to the room he used to lie in not that long ago and cleans Edward's face. Tells him everything he wasn't brave enough to tell him all the years they spent together. Tells him he's sorry.

Just as well. Bonnet on Zheng Yi Sao's ship finds them not long after. Another miracle that has no right to exist. Bonnet rescues them and takes Izzy with them, which takes Izzy off guard so much he goes to thank him. He thought there would be no space for him on the ship but the crew surprises him once again, making him a brand new leg and leaving it by his door. He even sings for them in return, something he hasn't done since he met Edward.

And then Zheng Yi Sao's fleet blowing up suddenly merges with the roaring thunder of a storm and a loud sound of wood cracking—as if a ship has been torn in two two right next to Izzy's ear.

Izzy opens his eyes to see Edward bursting into his dark, filthy cabin under the deck. There might have been some fire on the deck behind him, Izzy isn't sure.

He squirms on his bed but it only makes the pain of his fresh wound shoot up his left leg. He is still holding the gun that must have knocked him out.

It was just a dream, he realises, just his pathetic little dream, baring all of his deepest wants and desires. He dreamed of being accepted by the crew, of singing to them. Or Edward saying sorry for his leg. He dreamed of Bonnet coming back because Bonnet always comes back in his dreams, but Edward left him in the end, and Izzy… Izzy was good to Ed this time round, told him he could be whoever he wanted to be.

Of course that would never happen to him. It was never real.

What's real is this musty old room reeking of sweat and blood. Of disease. Of an old man dying.

"I knew you'd wait for me." Ed says cryptically with a wild excitement in his voice.

"Eddie?" Izzy mutters.

"Shh, it's fine, it's nearly done, Iz" Edward tells him softly, sitting by the side of his bed again.

"What is?"

"Our retirement."

Izzy blinks, his vision is blurry, but Edward looks beautiful with his messy bun and smudged make up.

The only retirement we get is death.

The ship is being rocked on waves so strong Izzy never experienced before. Edward smiles to him though, looks calmly down at him. He's at peace, Izzy can tell. After everything that happened. Is this where he wanted them to end up? It doesn't matter now. They're here, they're together.

Edward weaves his hand into Izzy's sticky hair, the touch so tender Izzy leans into it without thinking, and closes his eys. He's tired, he's lived life long enough to fill a few lifetimes.

Izzy should have noticed what Edward was planning all along, should have known that he wouldn't want to go alone. It only gets to show how sloppy he's become in deciphering Edward, in guessing his moods. But this is fitting. A retirement for the both of them.

For Izzy there was never any other future.

"Our retirement," Izzy mutters back in agreement and Edward smiles and leans over to press his own lips to Izzy's.

It's the lightest of touches, not at all how Izzy would expect Blackbeard to kiss. But of course here now it's not Blackbeard, it's Eddie with him again. Bare of all the personas he claimed along the way.

Izzy kisses back with as much strength as he has left. The wind howls outside ominously, the crack of wood, the sound of mast being reduced to splinters echoing in the background.

Izzy digs his hands into Edward's shoulders, pressing him closer as the water finally blows up the walls of his cabin. For a moment there is chaos, panic surging up his veins, his body fighting to survive, but he lets it all behind.

He's at peace.

They cling to each other in the anticipation of what's to come. The captain always goes down with his ship and Izzy would never leave his captain.

My AO3

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I'm all yours but you're all mine. Let's dance together, You and I. 'Cause I'm not trapped with you, you see. You're the one who's trapped with me

'Cause when I stand, oh all those folks will run And tell the tales of what I've become

They'll speak of me in whispered tones and say my name like it shakes their bones

Cause we'll dance together so close we're sharing breath But now I'm leading, doesn't that just scare you to death?

'Cause I'm all yours, you're all mine

Let's dance together - You and I

From The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace by The Amazing Devil and for Angsty Edizzy Autumn, prompt - Broken Trust

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@edizzyevents for the prompt Miscommunication

Words: 300

Pairing: edizzy, edstede

Tags: Canon divergence, set at the end of ep 3, just before Edward wakes up, Izzy's POV, angst

Stede disappeared below the deck some time ago now, God knows why. (Izzy knows why, he understands it all too well now, even though he would never admit it. He admitted to it once, to Ed, and he lost his leg in the process. No, he’s not going to risk anything like that ever again.)

But curiosity gets the better of him and, keeping the safe distance, he trails after Stede below deck. The view makes him stop in the doorframe and his heart in his chest.

There’s Stede, holding Ed’s hand whispering to him, begging him to hold on. He sees Edward, alive and shaking, as if he were trying to escape from the clutches of something dark and monstrous.

"I love you," Stede finally says like a plea. 

I have love for you, Edward.

Izzy holds his breath, he feels cold all over his body. Like there is not enough air in the room, like his lungs are filled with water and he’s drowning. Like he’s taking Ed’s place in the world of the dead. 

Something about the way this hurts reminds him of that dark room, the bed he was bleeding into and a gun being pushed into his hand. Everything that Stede doesn’t know about. But even if he did know, would he care at all?

There is no more time for musings because Ed finally wins the struggle for his life. His eyes open wide and he groans, rubbing his face with his free hand, the other holding firmy onto Stede. 

"What's with everyone confessing their love suddenly?" - are Ed’s first words. 

Stede looks stunned. He raises his gaze and only then seems to notice Izzy here, standing motionless by the door frame. A ghost from the past. 

He’s revealed too much already simply by being here so he turns around, limping back on his hurting leg, to where no one will be bothered by his presence. Edward is not his problem anymore.

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For the @edizzyevents - Power Imbalance

Now you can download the comic as a mini-zine on my Ko-Fi! It's free of charge (or pay as much as you want)! 20 pages of the nsfw edizzy.

COVER | NEXT

Starting to post my nsfw edizzy comic that I've worked on for a while! Mind the tags!

Note that only the sfw part is here and rest is on my Xitter (updated daily) & AO3 (every 5 pages)

[NOW COMPLETE]

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@edizzyevents for the prompt power imbalance

My new ofmd edizzy fic is up!

A sequel to my comic Tell me to Stop (I won't), where once again Ed makes a move on his professor Izzy in the hopes that this time he will be allowed to stay the night:3

Piano Lessons

“Ready for your piano lesson?" Izzy asks carefully. Skirts around the purpose of their meeting like it could undo his past actions.

“No,” Ed says with that self-satisfied smile.

They both know what the boy came here for. They both know Izzy's not going to say 'no'. Not today, not any time soon.

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@edizzyevents for the prompt going down with the ship

Knocking on Heaven's Door [T]

Edward and Izzy find each other at the very end of their lives. This doesn’t stop them from enjoying what little remaining time they have together.

Tags: MCD, angst, modern AU, edizzy, they love each other

“We’re here, Iz. We’ve made it. The ocean,” Ed waves his hand in front of the vast body of water in front of them as if in an introduction. Deep blue all the way to the horizon, rippling in the wind. 

Izzy understands the appeal now, he feels a vague pull towards it himself. An impulse to board the first outgoing ship and sail away.

But he’s not going to, they’re not going to. Both having an expiration date on their bodies; the only question being who will go first. 

“Iz? Are you okay?” Ed’s voice pulls him out of his train of thought. He looks so beautiful and carefree against the backdrop of the setting sun, wind blowing through his curls. “Having regrets?”

“No,” Izzy finds himself saying, and smiling despite stealing a car and breaking at least half a dozen laws. It’s surreal they made it all the way to the beach. 

It feels like a miracle. It is a miracle. Just like meeting Ed at the hopeless hospital ward for teminally ill. Just like drinking rum with Ed from the same bottle, thinking that it’s practically kissing. Like Ed asking “wanna do something weird?” before they ran away from the hospital together. 

Like having Edward all to himself a few days later in a hotel room. 

“I don’t regret a thing.” Izzy repeats, and he means it. “I just wish we had more time.”

“Nah, Iz, don’t.” Ed shakes his head. “It’s better that way. You got to see the best of me. How long do you think it could last Iz, with someone like me? A year? Five years?” 

“You’re not giving yourself enough credit. Ed. At least ten.” 

Edward huffs a laugh at that. “Maybe, maybe. I did not peg you for an optimist, mate.”

Izzy knows Edward enough now to see through his attempts to deflect the difficult conversations.

“I know what you think of yourself, Ed. And it's not true. You are trying so hard to make people like you, but you don’t have to. It’s okay to show the ugly parts, we all have them. You are lovable, not despite them but because of them. Five years or a year—I don't care, I’d take it.”

“I know you would, Iz,” Ed smiles back, and it’s more open now, more genuine. “How long do you think we have left?”

“Oh, who the fuck knows. Till the evening maybe? Tomorrow? The day after that?”

“We can watch the sunset,” Ed offers, sitting down on the sand and opening his arms in an invitation. “Come over here and let me love you till the end of our lives.”

Izzy accepts it easily, cuddling to Edward’s side. Suddenly he feels the full weight of the past days on his  shoulders and he feels incredibly tired. He means to only close his eyes for a little bit, but Edward’s embrace is so warm he loses that battle rather quickly.

But it’s okay. 

Ed will join him soon.

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@edizzyevents for the prompt Lovers to Enemies

I shine only with the light you gave me - The Moon Will Sing by the Crane Wives

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From In the Night by Des Rocs

For Angsty Edizzy Autumn - prompt Lost Hope

(Gif of my process under the cut)

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@edizzyevents for the prompt Lost Hope

How could I say goodbye?

How could I say goodbye?

Goodbye.

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@edizzyevents for the prompt Divorce

In Exchange

(Inspired by that one fanart with Ed/Izzy AU)

"I don't understand," Izzy squeezes the empty can of beer that clanks to the floor. "I tried, I really fucking tried so hard to make it work. Everything I've done was for you." The computer screen in front of him doesn't respond, merely reflects the blue hued light on Izzy's face. He's tired and his eyes hurt—he's been staring at the simple, short notification in front of him for far too long.

Edward Teach in a relationship with Stede Bonnet.

There is a dull pain in between his ribs that feels suspiciously like something cracking inside his chest, but that's impossible. Heart is a muscle, not a bone that can be broken. It doesn't stop when you decide not to move on.

Still, it makes him feel like he's drowning, like his lungs got flooded with liquid he cannot cough up. Suddenly he can't breathe. Something within has set its cold tendrils around him and is pulling him deeper into the abyss.

It's nothing new, it shouldn't be. They have broken up before, they had their spats, quarrels and low points. They screamed at each other at the top of their lungs and slammed the doors hard enough to shatter them. But at the end of the day, they were in this together and Izzy didn't think there was anything in this world that could break them apart.

Not until Stede Bonnet showed up.

How was Izzy supposed to know when Edward walked out the door that it was for the last time?

He stares at the familiar face—now so different from how he remembered it—gone is Edward's long beard and the sadness in his eyes that Izzy was never able to chase away.

He is not stupid, he can see Ed is happy in a way he hasn't been in years. That he needed something Izzy could never give him. It doesn't matter that he has given Ed his everything, but in exchange he's got…nothing. No way of fixing it. They were just two wrong people at the wrong time.

What is left for Izzy Hands now, but old memories and few faded photographs? Reduced to the fencing trophies he doesn't even care for.

"All I ever wanted was you." Izzy mutters to himself, closing the laptop. "I'm sorry I couldn't be what you needed in return."

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