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deliverance (ft. a little bird that didn’t make the cut)

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Hello I’m back again to hyper-analyze The Bathtub scene because every time I watch this shit there is something else that makes me cry. 

Seeming to have somewhat gotten over the mortally wounding shock of this scene (its just so goddamn sweet someone help), I noticed something about Ed’s body language here. 

You’ll notice that as soon as Stede breaks into the bathroom (which, might I add, Ed flinches quite a few times while he was knocking on the door, so… just keep that in mind, i guess) Ed keeps his body turned away from Stede. 

His shoulders are angled towards the wall the entire time, even when he looks at Stede (which he only very hesitantly does, often looking down in the general direction of Stede rather than the man’s face, but I digress). 

To me, this seems like a very protective stance (I mean, Ed did grow up in an abusive household), but I think it also shows a couple other things, too. 

One, and the most obvious, is his shame at admitting he was going to kill Stede. Ed obviously feels really bad about this, and I also feel like he 100% assumed that Stede would be mad at him and that it would ruin their relationship – as anyone would, honestly. 

Two, it does a good job of showing Ed’s reluctance and discomfort with emotional vulnerability. He’s trying to literally shield himself from Stede, who is very kindly trying to help him, because he’s not used to being emotional around people (whereas Stede is a naturally emotional person, i.e. “we talk it through as a crew”). 

And three, I think it reflects how Ed feels about himself. He literally says “I’m not a good person, Stede. That’s why I don’t have any friends.” To Ed, he is the Kraken. A heartless monster who only evokes fear and pain. 

But Stede’s reply is “Hey, I’m your friend.”

And Ed can’t handle this. He leans even further away (and even bangs his head on the back of the tub, which like… I could spend a whole other post unpacking that, but I’ll spare you all the angst). He is quite literally trying to hide from Stede, his emotions, his past, his own self-image, etc etc. 

But then Stede brings up the idea of just forgetting that Ed was ever going to murder him. And the look on Ed’s face…

He doesn’t make eye contact (yet), but he does turn back towards him. He’s listening to what Stede is saying, but he doesn’t quite believe it. Not until Stede reiterates that he can forget what Ed was going to do if Ed can. And that’s the key. Ed has to forgive himself, because Stede already has. 

And that’s when Ed finally looks at Stede, and asks him “Really?” Does he really mean it? Is he really going to forgive him? Is he really his friend? And Stede doesn’t even need to say anything for Ed to see that the answer is “yes”

And it’s only then that Ed finally turns his body towards Stede. An act of opening up, of letting Stede in, of accepting his forgiveness and maybe even forgiving himself. An act of moving forward. He’s not shielding himself anymore. 

This can be even further seen with the life-threateningly adorable head boop that Ed does. There is so much utter relief in this gesture that I am quite literally going to scream. Because after all of that (the horrific ordeal of being known), Ed’s first instinct is to find comfort in Stede and his touch. 

Fuck. Me. 

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I finally made a proper pattern to use for Stede and Ed's robe! 💫

and here's a transparent version, if any of y'all would like to use it-

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Izzy, let the gays be

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okayy (some of) ed’s tattoos!! disclaimer that this isn’t that accurate and i just tried my best to squint at what these could be….the placements and sizes are off as well but maybe this can be a little helpful? (he does also have a ship tattoo a bit lower on the chest but i didn’t have any pictures of it for this….)

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one word prompt: hair

This is going to be a delicate operation, Stede knows. One wrong move, one misplaced toe on a creaky bit of wood, and he'll be done for. But if it works--if he manages it--it'll be worth it.

He creeps forward.

The captain's cabin is dark, shadows growing long over the empty chairs, the library, the tables strewn with maps and teacups. The curtains around the bed are pulled almost all the way shut.

Stede slips past them, finds his quarry tucked up underneath the linens, not a care in the world. A dangerous mistake, on a ship full of pirates.

He steps in, raises his weapon, and--

"If you think for one minute," a rough voice says, at the exact moment a hand shoots out from the sheets to grab Stede's wrist, "that you're putting that brush in my hair, you better think again."

Stede laughs, his heart bubbling up with affection and mischief, and the boar bristle brush is abandoned instantly to the bedside shelf. "I'll get you one of these days yet," he promises, and leans in to press a kiss to his would-be victim's forehead.

Ed pretends to grimace, but he accepts the kiss and steals another for himself anyway, shaking his long hair back so he can find Stede's mouth properly. "You'd be sorry if you did," he says, though he's laughing too now. "The mess that would make of me. The split ends alone would--"

"You didn't even know what split ends were a year ago--"

"I think you ought to do my hair oil, to make up for it."

"Oh, what a terrible punishment," Stede protests, but he's grinning, already fiddling through the little bottles on their shelf to find the one he's after: a little dark green thing, with a light oil that smells like lavender. "Budge up, O fearsome Captain, and put your head in my lap."

Ed does, easier now than he had the first time, the second time, the third time. He nuzzles into Stede’s belly as Stede arranges his hair in long sweeps, comfortable and quiet. It’s a luxury, to have Ed’s trust like this, and it takes Stede’s breath away every time.

He won’t waste it. 

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Ed settles into Stede’s lap, reveling a little in the warmth of him, in the scent of the cool night that clings to his skin. The oil is a bit of a fine thing, a frankly unnecessary luxury in the salt air of the sea, but Ed likes the way it smells, and he likes Stede's hands in his hair applying it, and he's getting better at allowing himself things he likes.

"Were you having a nice sleep?" Stede asks after a while, low and soft, his hands steady and gentle in Ed's hair. He touches Ed so carefully Ed would hardly be able to breathe if he weren't half-asleep again already, soothed and rocked by the motion of the ship and the warmth of Stede's belly and the steadiness of those hands.

"It was all right," Ed mumbles. And then, because he really is getting better at allowing himself things, he adds, "Wished you were here."

"Mm." The motion of Stede's hands gets longer, softer. Petting, really, more than working the oil into the hair. All affection and lingering care. "I'm here now."

He is. He always is, never more than a shout or an arm's reach away. Ed's getting used to it. Ed's getting used to little fine things, to soft hands. To kisses that taste like laughter and to the bone-crushingly tender realisation that Stede Bonnet wants to take care of him.

That Stede Bonnet loves him.

Ed looks up, a little bleary-eyed already, and shakes Stede's hands out of his hair. Pushes at him until he laughs quietly and slips into the bed proper, arranges him until Ed can curl up under the protection of his arm, ear pressed to his chest. The steady thump-thump of his heart.

He's getting better at allowing himself. Tonight he allows himself just a little bit more.

He says, "I love you, you know."

Stede's hand finds the back of his neck underneath his lavender hair. He's warm, and soft, and everything Ed had never been able to be.

"I know," Stede answers. Like it's that easy. Like maybe it always has been. "You know I love you too."

Ed closes his eyes, settles in against Stede's heart. Tonight--and tomorrow night, and the night after that, and the night after that--he allows himself just one more thing.

He believes.

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Ed being absolutely besotted with Stede in 1x07 ‘This is Happening’

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It´s just that I think them...

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are there still beautiful things?

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So I went fully insane on this one. Backgrounds aren’t really my strong suit and I think I ended up drawing this one like……..4…5 times? I also hand painted all the patterns cause as I mentioned before - I’m fully insane for these pirates.

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We need to be a lighthouse!

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maybe it’s time i watch the gay pirates

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haha izzy i am sleeping with your captain 

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THEY ARE SO IN LOVE !!!

prints available here 🌟

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i'm just thinking about the moonlight scene and the Jenkins interview yesterday about Stede being an unwitting seducer and it just makes the scene so much more enjoyable to rewatch. From Ed's perspective this guy is pulling the smoothest moves of all time, like the most forward, i'm about to sweep you off your fuckin feet lines, looks him right in the eyes and tells him straight up "i'm gonna make you fall in love with me rn." And it COMPLETELY works on Ed like he can't even breath he's being so actively seduced. And even though Stede isn't doing that on purpose at ALL it's almost even MORE effective because he's being so authentically genuine and truthful that he is just exuding pure kindness and love and insight into Ed's soul. It's just so funny to me thinking about how Stede has absolutely no idea what he's doing to this man in that moment.

And it paints all future interactions with them with a completely different brush because one of them is consciously aware of the VIBEZ and one of them is only subconsciously aware. Ed thinks Stede knows what's up so he is purposefully flirting in all their little moments but hesitates to do anything outright because he's getting mixed signals from Stede, he just doesn't know the mixed signals are because Stede doesn't know that Ed knows that he's feeling a vibe and Stede himself doesn't even know what the vibe even means for himself.

It just really subverts the power dynamic that you would expect from this naive sunshine man meeting his broody hero. Stede holds all the power here and he has NO idea that he has Ed wrapped around his finger. Ed wants to leave bc he's afraid of the intensity of his feelings and the mixed signals from Stede and Stede is like "no <3" and puts on a cute outfit and takes him on a walk and makes Ed stay. Stede says he doesn't like Ed's personality around CJ and Ed is so gutted he leaves FOR STEDE not for himself but to spare Stede from himself. While they're being arrested Stede literally just SMILES at ed and ed signs his entire life away for him. 

I just think keeping all of this in mind is so important to understanding why their break up is SO melodramatic. Stede has unknowingly taken Ed on this emotional rollercoaster and he's been at following around Stede at his feet like a puppy dog just WAITING for a sign that this is real and Stede isn't toying with him so on the beach everything finally falls into place for the first time and Ed can finally just RELAX he isn't crazy and the power dynamic has shifted so that they are finally on the same page, he doesn't have to feel like he's just pining anymore, they are equally in love and that is so reassuring and validating. AND THEN HE LEAVES. That is such insane emotional whiplash and he was wrong the whole time and he feels like a fucking idiot and he must be SO FUCKING CONFUSED. Because the moonlight scene it seems like Stede is being so fucking crystal clear about his intentions and how could he have possibly got all of this wrong, and he ws right the whole time because Stede kisses him back and agrees to run away but actually no he was WRONG the whole time but how??? and yet it also goes back to that exact same scene where Ed tries to kiss him and Stede doesnt return the energy where this dynamic becomes so unbalanced and murky

no one touch me, alexa play motion sickness  

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I DID NOT KNOW THIS

Edward Teach + knee brace

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NO WORDS MANY THOUGHTS

no words. many thoughts.