#didnt get it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[arsenicflame]

happy "our marriage is never gonna recover from this" day

[purpleshadow-star]

Grover was really out here finding and collecting Big Three kids like they were Pokémon. He really said, "gotta catch em all," and he did.

[drawnbinary]

I keep getting jumpscared by Loid Spy Family, expecting him to be Hassel Pokemon

[dullorangepulp]

Hello! My name is Sophia, and I am humanity's companion!

[lichbutch]

🤡 didnt get either promotion and my glasses are almost certainly wrong in some way. fantastic

[lelianaslefthand]

just realized my oc page code is gonna get all fucked once i start making rooks

[narryffdreaming]

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[soupfic]

This Heart is on Fire

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Multi

Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV)

Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet/Israel Hands

Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Israel Hands

Additional Tags: Major Character Undeath, Blood and Injury, Suggestive Themes, Magic, Polyamory

Word count: 730

Summary: It is so early that the pale morning light is straining to peak around the dark fabric they had hung up as makeshift curtains when a thunderous bang rang out from the front door of the shabby little inn.

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It is so early that the pale morning light is straining to peak around the dark fabric they had hung up as makeshift curtains when a thunderous bang rang out from the front door of the shabby little inn.

They are both naked and have to scramble to pull on robes to cover themselves in haste.

“Should we sneak out the back?” Ed whispers, eyes big.

“You think it’s the English?” Stede’s stomach is dropping as his dick is swinging between his legs, still a little crusty from the night before.

“STEDE,” a familiar rough voice comes from the front door, accompanying another ear splitting thud.

“Izzy?” Ed and Stede say simultaneously.

They tighten their robes and sprint to the door, throwing it open to reveal Israel fucking Hands caked in dirt head to toe and blood crusted on his stomach, face, and fingers. Somehow, he is still alluringly sexy through it all.

“You cunts really buried me in the dirt, huh? Didn’t even give me a chance. Made me dig my own self out. Fucking typical.”

He is stood in the doorway, leaning on his real leg, holding his side. He looks worse for wear, but he’s alive before them.

“How…” Ed tries.

“The dirt has magical healing properties,” Izzy says flippantly and pushes past them into the front sitting room of the ramshackle inn.

It has only been a day and they have not had a chance to do much of any work on the place. Yet Izzy flops himself heavily onto the dusty chaise lounge that could have been beautiful at one time.

“Well, hurry up! I’m hungry!” he barks.

They’ve managed to harvest some basics from the island—coconuts and leaves; not much to survive on. But it didn’t really matter when it was just the two of them and all they wanted to do was get at each other. Now that Izzy is here…the meager stash of coconut and lack of fresh water is…problematic.

Still, Stede cracks open a coconut with a machete and hands one half to Izzy, who wastes no time is devouring the sweet white meat inside, before sitting down on the equally dusty couch opposite the chaise next to Ed.

“Does the land actually…?” Stede tries to ask, but Izzzy fixes him with such a withering stare that the words die on his lips.

Once Izzy has had his fill, he wipes his mouth on his filthy shirt sleeve.

“You two idiot love birds were too busy fucking to realize I wasn’t dead.” This is not a question.

Stede’s cum-caked cock twitches. For Izzy? Really?

Ed and Stede exchange sheepish looks.

“Iz, do you need medical attention?”

Izzy lifts up his shirt. The bullet wound is gone, leaving just the dried and flaky blood smeared into the hair.

“What in the fuck?” Ed says, jumping from the couch.

Izzy shrugs. “Miracle, I guess.”

“You don’t believe in miracle,” Ed reminds him, reaching an unsolicited hand to touch the unblemished skin under the fuzz of Izzy’s belly hair.

Izzy’s stomach quivers at the touch. Neither man says anything about it. Stede watches silently, something stirring in his gut, as Izzy’s gloved hand curls around Ed’s wrist. He hasn’t asked Ed to stop touching him and there is no force to his grasp.

It is no surprise to Stede when Ed dips his head down to gently kiss Izzy. He thought in the past that he was jealous of the bond the two of them shared, but now faced with it…jealousy is not what he’s feeling.

When Ed’s hand reaches down to grope the point between Izzy’s legs, Stede takes it as the clear invitation it is, reaching into his own robe to find his stiffening length as Izzy’s hand grabs a firm handle on Ed’s hind quarters.

Someone in that dusty room moans—Stede has no idea if it’s himself or one of the others—but the spell is broken and they break apart from their kiss, lips still shiny and wet with spit. The sight makes Stede fully erect.

“Would you two like to take this into the master bedroom?”

Izzy’s eyes slide to Ed’s first and then to Stede’s, chest heaving in breath.

“Let’s go,” Ed agrees, pulling Izzy up by the hand and then coming over to collect Stede similarly. “We’ll sort out the rest later.”

[undermostcorgi]

drawing other people's dnd characters based on the image i made of them in my head and NOTHING ELSE because i'm evil

[manebioniclegali]

Egotober Day 19: Silver (Again)

Okay so this was my actual idea that I completely forgot about until the day after the other drawing lol. I dedicate this to a certain someone who knows who they are :)

[janiedean]

nothing makes you feel old as feeling like going to sleep at eleven thirty and nothing makes you feel more awkward and like they’re never gonna get it as your mom going like why are you radio silence when i have covid and you can’t answer because i had to take anxiety meds and when i do i dissociate for 48 hours

[risingsunresistance]

also here's grey and marley hehe

[catgirlkirigiri]

a vivisection of me yielded the start of a mystery

[bronzetomatoes]

I'm just yapping here but all of my "I don't wanna have to work or shop for things or anything I just want to chill and do whatever for the rest of my life" type thinkings happened while I was in the worst mental state of my life and now that I'm not in the worst mental state of my life I'm really looking forward to my future career and what I want to do for a living so. Just spit balling a little

[typheus]

cosmo sketch :p

[skxrbrand]