#{ edward musings; }

[madootles]

this guy

[daisyfield98]

[nordarknessdimsthesky]

the amount of sheer GENDER stored in these images should frankly be ILLEGAL

[itsbait]

[artsyhamster]

Madness

[sciencegothic]

i like jekyll and hyde because yeah hyde is a freak but i mean jekyll is too

[cornetespoir]

I am once again sketching him

[kaitlinamberxo]

“Would you like to hear my story, Bella? It doesn’t have a happy ending – but which of ours does? If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.”

kaitlin's 100 favorite female muses — 19/100: Rosalie Hale

[cahootings]

Actually this post DID get me thinking, about all the times Ed gives up and resigns in the show. It's a defense mechanism. We know he's a deeply feeling person. We know his emotions are strong and he will express them. These dismissive reactions are him pushing those feelings aside, not thinking about them, not acknowledging them, trying to ignore them. Trying to control them. Trying to stay on top of them.

This, of course, always catches up.

And it's making me think about how interesting the choices were in this sequence.

In particular, how the final product contrasts with the version of the script that Jes Tom posted later.

(also reading this again wrecks me wow)

In the version in the show, he is not giddy. He is not happily humming. He is calm, and he doesn't even crack a smile. And I think it's more than just acting/directing choices, it's a completely different tone. His "bye bye" in the show does not read as victorious or celebratory to me, it reads as his quick dismissal and resignation that we see several times before. This is Ed giving up a part of himself without letting himself feel what that really means.

This change feels bigger and more deliberate. Ed still doesn't know what it means to give up Blackbeard. And like all the other times he tries to quickly dismiss a feeling, I think that's still going to catch up with him.

It's such an interesting character arc and I love it and I think it's one of the strong cases for needing another season. He hasn't reconciled what it means to hold on to Blackbeard. We see him bring the leathers - this persona - back, to a degree, at the end of the season. But I don't think we've seen him actually process what that means to him. What does it mean to be Ed? Blackbeard isn't Ed, but Blackbeard is undeniably a part of Ed. And this doesn't have to be a bad thing. This can be a part of Ed that he gets to define anew. I'd love to get to see Ed reconcile this part of him, and how it fits with the person he wants to be. He doesn't have to shun this past part of himself.

I want to see him get to his "Hello, Ed."

[mental-mouthful]

hello terrorheads, i have a number of wips in my drafts that i will never finish unless i decide on which to focus on.

so, given the choice, which of these fanfic prompts would you most want to read? they are all smut of Course (if the answer is multiple, choose ur #1 and add in the comments ur other choice(s) )

in a perfect world i would finish all of these but rn i just need to choose one or two to focus

[wingedqueenlynx]

Riddler Art study on how I draw him :3c

Then we have different variants of him that I've drawn, featuring @finniestoncrane 's and @caesariawritesstuff 's versions of Eddie too- along with a biblically accurate Eddie 😳

Last but not least, the colour pallet and the brushes I use to draw him :3

[galleryofart]

Erato Muse of Poetry

Artist: Edward John Poynter (British, 1836 - 1919)

Date: 1870

Medium: Watercolor on paper

Collection: Private collection

Erato, Muse Of Poetry is a famous oil painting, originally by English artist Sir Edward John Poynter in 1870, with the style of academism. The painting now is collected by private as collection. This kind of portrait oil paintings is very common in visual art.

[filmtribv]

She's sending out the Bat-Signal, but treating me like the Joker.

SLOW HORSES 3.01

[vveirdvvitch]

I need Edward Nashton to come lay on me like a weighted blanket

[indestructiblelittlefuckers]

@vocesofmd (continued)

It wasn't that Edward hadn't tried. Once he felt well enough to actually move around, he tried to fix the cottage. He tried to just accept that Izzy was gone and that he would have to just move on. But how could he? It was like the grief was pulling him down, to the ground, an unbearable weight on his shoulders. It would kill him and if he wanted to be honest with himself, he wanted it to kill him. Before he dragged Stede down with him. Stede... he didn't seem to be dealing with this any better — Ed saw him, almost every night to sit by Izzy's grave and talk to him, when Ed refused to even acknowledge that he had been there at all. And when one night he came back to bed crying because probably an animal had disturbed the grave, Ed knew they couldn't stay. They couldn't just move on either.

Ricky would come back to the Republic eventually, and they had to be ready. Only the wait made Ed get lost in his head too much and for once again he found solace in drinking and drugs. He had several ideas about their revenge plans, but one day, just like that the thought was pushed away. Ed had just too many ideas about what to do with their lives to think about that. The Inn seemed boring, fishing was something he wasn't that good at, but he could make clothes, couldn't he? He made made his own leather jacket, after all, and it was fun doing that, so he could be a tailor... a leather tailor. Now that was a business idea, wasn't it? They'd open a shop with leather outfits, or at least one that matched Ed's beloved style. Blackbeard's style. Follow the trend. Merchandise. Or whatever Frenchie had called it. Frenchie! He could be of help, he was good at these things and he had to find him, so he asked the fishermen to let him know when Revenge returned to Nassau. What if they combined a outfit shop with alcohol? Mixed drinks and trying outfits, now that sounded even more fun?

Stede barely seemed to follow Ed and his ideas, but he didn't protest much. He had been drinking too, so maybe Ed's mixed drinks idea would work perfectly. He had been looking for a good rum deal at the market when he saw something... someone that made him freeze. It had been as if he had been high, dancing, having fun when suddenly he was sober. Almost as if he was in a trance, Ed walked to the man, his hand on his shoulder to make him turn around.

It was Izzy. ❝Izzy?❞ Ed grinned and let out a small sigh in relief... before reality kicked. It could not be Izzy, could it? That man had died. In his arms. They had all buried him, sobbing. Was he really losing his mind? Had he drunk too much? But why wouldn't his mind recreate the same image Ed held of him? Why give him this new look? ❝How... Are you real? ❞

[sciencegothic]

the things is, hyde is an embodiment of jekyll’s evil. he is jekyll, just without the parts that make hime good. and isn’t that so scary? the person who takes over your body sometimes, who does these awful things - he may give himself another name, but he’s still you. i think that’s what makes jekyll and hyde so interesting and so devastating to me, the thought of jekyll having that crushing realisation that he is hyde, and hyde is him. and he can’t undo that