#caregiver!stede bonnet

[littlespacereader]

Hi!! I’m a big fan of your writing (my favorite so far is the OFMD one, I’m so excited for an update!) I was wondering if I could request a Stede and Black Beard comfort fic, maybe little reader gets scared after a fight or something? Lots of tears and extra comfort from the two best guys 🖤 thank you!

Listen, college has been killing me so I’ve only watched the first three episodes of Season Two (no spoilers please) so with that I’m gonna write this fic similar to my fic on AO3. (Aka everything is fine, the crew is all together and Stede and Ed are together🥰) I am honored you love my fic on AO3! I promise once things settle down a bit I will get back to writing it! For now I would be honored to write this request! I absolutely love me a hurt and comfort fic! Especially with Stede and Ed!! Ahhhh!!! Plus to change it up from my fic on AO3 I made Izzy a Little with the Reader! I love the big brother vibes he has with the crew on the show. I hope you like fluff because this fic has all the cuteness! So please enjoy!! Thank you for the request! 💞💞💞

A Big Brother Solution 🏴‍☠️

Caregiver!Stede Bonnet, Caregiver! Blackbeard, Big Brother Little!Izzy Hands & GN Little!Reader (SFW)

Nicknames - Darling, sweetheart, little sweetheart, little one, cuddle bug, Papa for Ed, Dad/Dadee for Stede, Israel & Iz for Izzy,

Tags - accident, hurt/comfort, Izzy’s a Little too, hugs, forehead kisses, cuddles, story time, play fighting, sibling dynamics.

It was a beautiful day in the bays of a local island. The ocean rested calm against the boat with its beautiful turquoise color. The Revenge was docked off the coast of the island with most of her crew off to explore the island and its shops.

Aboard the Revenge is her Captains of course, Stede and Ed, as well as their two Littles Izzy and Y/N.

It had been an interesting story how the four had met. Y/N is Stede’s Little before he had met Ed and Izzy. They had left it all to pursue their shared dream of being pirates! Then they had met Blackbeard and Izzy during a crazy battle. Little did they know their four worlds would be changed forever.

Ed and Stede fell in love meaning Y/N and Izzy became sibling Littles, which at first was a bit rocky. The two come from different worlds, both have different headspaces and both are very different people.

They fought and they argued often. But strangely, after Stede and Ed sent them on a friendship mission to get fruit on a random island, when they returned…they were the best of friends. (A fic for another day possibly👀)

Stede and Ed never questioned, just happy to see their Littles were close to one another. Izzy was proud to be Y/N big brother. He liked showing them the ropes of pirating as well as being the protective older sibling.

Y/N enjoyed being the younger sibling too. They learned a lot of things following Izzy along. Plus they taught Izzy a thing or two, like it was okay to accept comfort and to let himself be vulnerable around them and their Caregivers.

And in return Stede and Ed became the two’s permanent Caregivers. Ed took on the title of Papa for both Littles. Stede took on the tittle of Dadee with Y/N, and Dad with Izzy. Both nicknames being chosen by their Littles of course.

Today with most of the crew off-ship, the Littles has a chance to really let loose and play around the ship without causing trouble for anyone else.

Ed and Stede sat on the main deck drinking tea and watched as Y/N and Izzy ran around playing sword fight with one another. Ed recently bought the two wooden swords. That way they didn’t seriously hurt one another when regressed.

“This is my ship and you’re trespassing!” Izzy yelled as he held his sword towards Y/N.

“I’m the new owner of this ship! So it is you who is trust-passing.” Y/N yelled back.

“It’s trespassing darling.” Stede helped.

“Oh, right. It’s you who’s tres-pass-ing!” Y/N corrected, taking the time to carefully say it properly.

Stede and Ed couldn’t help but smile at their Littles who ran around the ship giggling and clinking sword together.

“Me and my first mate Papa found this ship far and square.” Y/N ran over and pulled Ed arm. Ed gladly played along, putting his tea cup down and standing beside Y/N.

“That’s right, we found this ship first.” Ed smirked.

“Oh yeah?” Izzy then joined in the fun, pulling on Stede’s arm to join him. “Well my first mate said we saw this ship first so it’s ours.”

Stede happily joined in the fun. Putting his tea cup down and standing beside Izzy with his hands on his hip. “That’s right, my captain here found this ship before anyone else. And I was there to see it.”

“There! That otta sort things out. So if you’re on our ship uninvited then you’re our prisoners!” Izzy leaned against the side railing of the ship.

“Not too close to the edge of the ship Iz.” Ed called out.

While Izzy was distracted with what their Papa was saying, Y/N took off to another part of the ship.

When Izzy realized Y/N had disappeared he stomped his foot, “Damnit!”

“Izzy! Language!” Both Ed and Stede corrected.

Izzy muttered a small apology and quickly hid his eye roll before he took off on the hunt for Y/N.

He checked the ships kitchen, no Y/N. He checked their shared bedroom, no Y/N. He even checked the captain’s quarters, no Y/N.

Now Izzy was getting frustrated. Their game wasn’t hide and seek! It was sword fighting!! He was the oldest, he chooses the game!

Just as he was about to check another area of the ship when he noticed the bathroom door slightly open. He inched his way over, planning to jump in and scare Y/N, but the bathroom was empty.

But inside was a clue to what might’ve happened. On the wooden floor sat a puddle next to the toilet. Izzy sighed, his frustration leaving him and being replaced with worry for his sibling.

He followed on, looking to the top deck where the ship’s wheel was. There sitting in a ball was Y/N, softly crying to themselves.

Izzy put his sword down and made his way over to his sibling. “Y/N, it’s alright. It’s just an accident.”

To be honest he didn’t understand why they were upset to begin with. Their headspace was younger than his so he knew they were prone to accidents from time to time. Izzy himself never teased or made fun of it, knowing that he himself had an accidents on the occasion.

“It’s not just an accident Iz. I was supposed to be big today.” They turned around and faced him. “I told Papa I wanted to be big like you today and that I didn’t need to wear protection. But I couldn’t make it to the bathroom in time.”

Izzy listened on, taking a seat on the floor across from Y/N. “You know Papa and Dad won’t be mad or disappointed in you for having an accident. They see it all the time. I’m sure they’ll-.”

“No! I don’t want them to know.” Y/N casted their eyes down.

Izzy sat back a bit, looking at Y/N confused. Their light brown pants were now a darker shade of brown around their inner legs. Anyone could clearly take one look at them and see that they had an accident.

“Well…it’s going to be a bit hard to hide this.”

“What am I going to do Izzy? Do you have any ideas?”

Izzy was about to say no, but then an idea popped into his head, a rather crazy but workable idea.

He quickly stood up, “I have an idea, but you’re going to have to trust me on this one.” He held his hand out for Y/N to take.

Y/N looked at him quizzically, sure they trusted him…but they didn’t trust the look in his eye at the moment. Regardless they took his hand, “I trust you.”

Izzy smirked, “Good, now follow my lead.”

He led them over to the side of the ship. There he picked them up and sat them on the railing. With a quick glance to Papa and Dad making sure they weren’t paying attention, he continued on.

“Izzy…what’s the idea you had in mind?” Y/N asked after a moment, still patiently sitting on the railing.

“Well I was thinking, how can they see your accident if you’re soaking wet all over? CATCH!”

Before the idea had even had a change to click into Y/N’s head, Izzy threw a sack of potatoes towards them. Y/N caught the potato’s but the momentum threw them off and sent them overboard, splashing into the water below.

Ed and Stede stood up and rush to the side of the ship as Y/N lifted their head from under the water.

“Y/N?! Are you okay?!” Stede quickly yelled out.

Y/N nodded their head, “I think I’m okay Dadee.” They called back up.

“Oh no! I’ll save them!” Izzy called out from the top deck.

Before Ed or Stede even had a chance to let out a single word against it, Izzy had thrown his sword, boots and gloves off to the side and jumped over the railing into the water below.

But his heroics were met with an angry Y/N who splashed and pushed him in the water. “Are you kidding me? Throwing me overboard?! Are you crazy?!”

“I think a thank you is in order! After all I fixed your problem.”

“By knocking me overboard?!”

“Are your pants wet?”

“MY WHOLE BODY IS WET!”

“See? No accident in sight. You’re wel-.” Izzy was interrupted to a mouth full of sea water as Y/N splashed him.

“You could have just dumped a bucket on me!”

“If you had all the brilliant ideas then why did you ask me?”

“Because I didn’t have any ideas of my own but I didn’t think your idea would involve me getting thrown overboard!”

SPLASH!

Right between the two of them splashed Ed, who jumped into the water after the Littles.

“Papa!” Y/N said swimming over to him, Izzy not far behind.

“No need to worry. Papa’s come to get his little trouble makers,” Ed joked, “Come on you two, Dad’s putting the ladder down for us any second now.”

Right on schedule Stede threw the ladder over the side of the ship for the three of them to climb. Ed helped Izzy first, then he helped Y/N, before climbing up himself.

Once on the desk Stede wrapped Izzy, then Y/N in nice warm towels. Truth be told, the water was nice and warm but with the fall weather the air had a cold crisp to it.

Y/N was shivering, wrapped tightly in their towel. Izzy was trying to play it off but Stede could see right through the act.

Soon Ed climb aboard and grabbed the last towel from Stede.

“We’re going to have a chat about what happened. But first I want you two dry before you catch a cold.”

With Izzy’s hand in one and Y/N’s in the other, Stede led the two Little’s into the captain’s quarters to be taken care of. Ed followed along, drying his hair with the towel.

“Now you two wait here while I gather your things.” Stede placed a towel on the ground infront of the fireplace. He had them sit while he grabbed some supplies for the two of them.

Ed stayed behind, helping the two start drying their hair while they waited for Stede’s return. “Alright you little rascals. Let Papa dry your hair.”

The only thing is, Ed is a bit rough when it comes to drying their hair so Izzy and Y/N were trying to squirm away.

Ed chuckled, “Come on! Stay still!”

Stede popped into the Little’s room to grab them some fresh dry clothes. Instead of regular clothing he decided upon pajamas for the both of them, hoping the soft textures will be enough to entice them to take an afternoon nap.

With arms full of clothing he started to make his way back to the cabin when he noticed the bathroom door open. He shook his head, no one on this ship remembers to close the bathroom door.

But when he went to close the door, something caught his eye inside the bathroom. Then suddenly the accidental overboard business was starting to make sense.

Stede grabbed a mop and quickly tidied the mess up before closing the door. With another pit stop at the Little’s room once more for an extra item or two, he made his way back to his room.

Sitting on the couch were his now less damp Littles and his husband, trying his best to get the fussy Littles all cleaned up.

“Alright everyone, I come barring dry clothes for the two of you. But before we get you two changed, what exactly happen?”

Y/N and Izzy froze. They looked at each other worried.

Stede continued on, “One moment you were playing swords and the next Y/N was falling overboard. How did this happen?”

Izzy cooled his features. With a look of I’ve got this to Y/N, he started to explain, “You see, Y/N and I were playing but then we got tired of that game. So we started playing catch. Y/N sat on the railing as I would throw things back and forth to them. But I overthrew a sack of potatoes and when they grabbed it the weight of the sack sent them flying off the ship.”

Stede looked confuses, “You threw them a sack of potatoes to catch?”

Izzy shrugged, “I thought they could catch it.”

Stede crossed his arms and shook his head, “Izzy, you know that was too heavy for Y/N to catch. Roach is going to be very disappointed his sack of potatoes is at the bottom of the sea too.”

Ed crossed his arm and looked at me, “And Y/N, you know the rules. You’re not allowed to sit on the railing under any circumstances. It’s too dangerous and this just proves it.”

Tears started to collect in Y/N’s eyes. They didn’t want to be in trouble, but they didn’t want Izzy to get in trouble with the truth out. So they nodded their head and wipes their tears away, “I forgot Papa. I’m sorry.”

Ed always tries to be the tough one, but seeing Izzy or Y/N upset crumbles him to the ground. “Awwww, it’s alright Y/N. There’s no need to be upset. I think this whole situation is enough of a lesson as to why we don’t sit on the railings, right?”

Y/N sniffed and nodded their head. “Never again.”

Stede decided to step in, “Ed, could you take Izzy’s clothes and help him get changed in our bathroom? I’ll help Y/N get changed out here.”

Ed nodded, having a sense of what Stede was doing. They both needed a little moment away for some added comfort. So he took Izzy’s hand and led him off to the bathroom.

Once alone with Y/N, Stede leaned forward and wiped their tears away. “There, there, darling. You’re okay. Everything is okay.”

“Let’s get you out of these wet clothes.” Stede both said and asked. Y/N nodded before Stede started to help them.

The lie started to eat away at Y/N. Before Stede even had a chance of asking about the accident, they spoke up.

“I’m sorry Dadee.”

“Sorry about what?” He asked as he continued.

“Izzy is just covering up for me. Everything he said was true…but he purposely threw the potatoes at me so I would fall into the ocean. I asked him to.”

Stede stopped and looked at Y/N confused for a moment. But then the final piece of the puzzle set into place.

Stede nodded with a hum, “Would that be because a certain someone had an accident?”

Y/N didn’t say a word, just nodded their head as tears began to fall.

“Oh darling, there no need to be upset. Papa and I would never be upset with you over an accident.” Stede tried to reassure.

“It’s my fault! I told Papa I didn’t need to wear protection this morning because I wanted to be big like Izzy. But I’m not!” Y/N cried out.

“Y/N, Papa wouldn’t have been upset if you had an accident today. What did I tell you before we met Izzy?”

Y/N sniffed and wiped a couple of tears away, “I don’t remember.”

“I said not to compare your headspace to his. He is a lot older than you. But that doesn’t mean he’s any better or worse than you. It just means his needs are going to be different from your needs and that’s okay.”

“It’s okay if you have accident and need to wear protection. Papa and I are well prepared and are happy to accommodate your needs, just as we do for Izzy.” Stede explained.

“So you’re not mad?” Y/N shyly asked.

“No of course I’m not mad, only worried. I don’t want you to feel as though you need to hide away every time you have an accident. From now on I want you to find Papa or I right away. Understood?”

Y/N nodded their head, the relief starting to show in their face.

“Good. Now I leave it to you, would you like to wear a little bit of extra protection for the rest of today or would you prefer not to?” Stede asked. “I won’t judge you, norwill anyone on this ship. It’s not about what everyone else needs, it’s about what you need.”

“Could…could I wear a pull-up…just incase.” Y/N asked, a bit shy.

Stede nodded, “Of course, just incase.” He winked.

Stede helped Y/N finish getting changed. Once dressed in their pajamas, he lifted them up into his arms and held them in a tight hug.

“I adore you more than all the grains of sand in the ocean or all the fish in the sea.”

Y/N held Stede tightly, “I love you too Dadee. Thank you.”

Stede chucked, “You never need to thank me darling. I’m happy to be here for you and so is Papa.”

The two stayed like that, just having a nice moment together. Stede held Y/N tightly in his arms, rocking and swaying them back and forth. There nothing Stede loved more than holding his little one close. Well, second only to Ed.

And speaking of him…

Ed and Izzy emerged from the bathroom soon after. Izzy held Ed’s hand and stuck close to him, dressed in pajama with Ed dressed in more comfortable clothes too.

“I tried to convince this one that we were all taking a nap, but someone doesn’t believe me.”

“We can’t all take a nap. Who would watch the ship?! Plus I’m not even tirreeedddd.” Izzy dramatically said.

“Israel,” Stede called out, “The ship will be fine. You and Y/N could use a little rest before everyone gets back before dinner.”

“Could you…read us a book Dad?” Izzy shyly asked Stede.

Stede’s face lit up to the request, “Of course I can. Why don’t you help me pick a book while Papa gets the bed ready for all of us?”

Izzy happily nodded along before darting to the mini library on the other side of the room. Stede traded off Y/N from his arms to Ed’s, who happily accepted the sleepy Little.

“Papa!” Y/N happily said, wrapping their arms around him.

“My little sweetheart. You ready for a little nap?” Ed said, rocking them the same way Stede bad before.

“Yeah,” They said with a yawn, “Papa cuddle?” Truth be told Ed had some of the best cuddles.

Ed chuckled, “Of course sweetheart. Where would I be without my little cuddle bug?”

While Stede and Izzy went through the library looked for the absolute best story, Ed and Y/N got comfortable in bed cuddling together. But Y/N sat up for a moment.

“Papa…Izzy was just covering up for me today. I just didn’t want you to know I had an accident after trying to be big. I’m sorry I lied to you.”

Ed chuckle a little, “I figured as much. That sounds like Izzy.”

But then he shook his head, “There’s no need to be sorry. You know I don’t care about something as little as an accident. I’ll love you the same way whether you have one or a thousand accidents. I would be lost without my little cuddle bug.”

With a kiss to the top of their head, everything felt right in the world again. Y/N cuddles closer to Ed. His arm wrapped around their shoulders, their head placed gently on his chest. It really was the truth, he always gives the best cuddles.

The rest of the afternoon went peacefully for the four. All of them cuddled together in their big bed listening as Stede read one of his fairy tale novels.

Within two minutes, Y/N was asleep against Ed, satisfied and comfortable being their own Little with their own headspace. Izzy, despite not being tired, fell asleep half way through the story, cuddled close to Stede.

Stede looked over at Ed and Ed looked over at Stede as their Littles slept. They just smirked and shook their heads.

“Did Izzy tell you the truth?” Stede whispered.

“Oh yeah. While we were getting changed he told me what really went on. How about you?”

“Y/N has never been good at lying, especially when regressed and especially when it’s with the two of us.”

Again the two shook their heads. They truly loved their troublemakers through and throughout. They would change a thing about them, loving them just the way they were.

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[manycatsao3]

you are SO RIGHT about that changing table toy Izzy's just so small and everything can be a bit scary sometimes so he needs some extra help to feel safe!!!! and Stede finding new ways of helping him come to terms with needing that help + incorporating that into his regression oh my GOD you're a genius

Stede's #1 go to method for helping Izzy process things is through role play so he absolutely has a full like, baby doll nursery set and talks izzy through the play asking what he thinks baby needs, encouraging him telling him what a good job he's doing making sure the baby is fed and clean and happy, baby must be so happy being looked after so well!

He talks Izzy through his own care the same way he does with the play, telling him mama's gonna change him so he's all clean and cosy, feed his little tummy up and have a nice warm bath so he can sleep really good

Izzy is Very Anxious about being cared for, he does not want to be vulnerable in any way but he also has to admit he can't really care for himself when he's little. Stede also does things to help with the immediate anxiety whilst they make slow progress with the playing through Izzy's feelings; he has a special cuddle friend for changes that plays soft music when their tummy is squeezed and that will normally give Izzy five minutes of distraction while Stede gets through the scariest part of changing and by the time Izzy pays attention he's just getting a fresh nappy tapped on and that feels so nice that maaaybe next change he won't be crying his head off as soon as mama asks to check him (he absolutely will, because 3 hours will have passed and he will have forgotten that the last change was okay)

#fandom agere #ofmd agere #little izzy hands #caregiver stede bonnet #agere dips

[fairfowl]

I know it's been said but I hate when ppl mischaracterize Stede Bonnet as a sweet, wise, and kind man who wants to help everybody

Dude is canonically a shortsighted, selfish, prick. Whether he's well intentioned or not doesn't make him less petty, and his guilt absolved him of none of this

This is why he's an interesting character

If he's flanderized to comfort another character it makes their dynamic shallower

#stede bonnet #stede is a self absorbed bastard and woobifying him into some kind of idealized caregiver or like mother figure #blackbonnet #steddyhands #our flag means death 2022 #our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd stede #stede bonnet/edward teach/israel hands #stede/ed/izzy #original #i contributed

[kitty-cuddle-time]

I think it secretly warms Stede’s heart when regressed!Ed throws a tantrum. Of course he’s not happy, he’s never happy when his baby is so upset, but the fact that kiddo Ed feels safe enough to “”act out”” around Stede practically makes him tear up. The importance of that isn’t lost on him.

#they both bond over having bad fathers what about it #sfw interaction only #ofmd agere #fandom agere #cg stede bonnet #regressor edward teach #regressor ed teach #safe agere #sfw agedre #sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw age regressor #sfw babyre #sfw caregiver #sfw regression #sfw smolspace #agere #agedre #age regression #age regressor #age dreaming #age dreamer #my post #mine

[babymapleleaf]

Stede, who sucks his thumb for baby reasons, sees Ed, who sucks his thumb as a mindless stim, and thinks "Oh! We are the same!"

So whenever it looks like Ed is getting small, Stede starts treating him the way he wants to be treated in that state- speaking to him more gently and and offering to do difficult tasks for him and stuff like that. Ed seems a little bit surprised by all of it, but he also seems to really appreciate it, so Stede is super proud of himself for knowing exactly how to take care of Ed.

After a while, though, he starts to get frustrated, because Ed doesn't really do any of that stuff while Stede is small. In fact, he barely seems to notice when Stede is small, even though they have all the same tells, so it should be super obvious!!

So Stede goes back to spending his small time all alone. He still takes care of Ed, obviously, but it's clear to him that Ed doesn't have any interest in caretaking in return, so Stede doesn't want to push him and risk losing him completely.

Ed realizes that Stede has gotten more withdrawn lately, so he asks one night if he's done something wrong, which leads to a whole discussion where Stede realizes that Ed actually wasn't small and had no idea what regression is and thought that Stede just got into super affectionate or cuddly moods sometimes.

But now that they're on the same page, Ed is, in fact, very interested in taking care of Stede while he's small, in whatever way he can <3

#the other way that this could end is with Stede's caretaking Awakening Something in Ed #and/or his explanation of regression making Ed realize that- oh. he DOES feel small sometimes huh? #ofmd agere #regressor stede bonnet #caregiver stede bonnet #caregiver ed teach #fandom agere #sfw age regression #sfw agere #princet talks

[headpats-for-charlie]

🎠Caregiver!Stede Bonnet Headcanons🌼

☆ really good with any age range, especially playful kiddos

☆ likes to play pirates ofc :3 he wants u to have the fun-filled childhood he always longed for

☆ reads you a bedtime story every night without fail

☆ generally great at playing along with games nd shamelessly taking care of u

☆ buys u lots of stuffies n cute dishes/utensils for eating when ur tiny :D

☆ gets very worried when u so much as scrape ur knee; does everything he can to keep u safe

☆ would absolutely want u to move in together, whether u have a separate romantic relationship or not

☆ supports all of ur interests n hobbies !

☆ has a bit of trouble if ur nonverbal, but tries his best to accommodate with agreed-upon hand signals or AAC devices

☆ lets u play dress-up in his fancy outfits as long as u don't get them dirty, tho that restricts ur play area to the captain's quarters :p

Stede my beloved; reblogs appreciated!!

#age regression #sfw agere #agere headcanons #sfw cglre #agere carer #sfw caregiver #caregiver headcanons #cg headcanons #safe space #ofmd #our flag means death #omfd stede #stede bonnet

[insteading]

I don’t cry during the first five minutes of Up. Mortality comes for us all. If we are lucky, there is someone to hold our hand at the end.

What devastates me is when communication problems or hurt / emotional reactivity get in the way of a relationship between people who want to hold hands at the end.

We live in a society that treats medical care as a for-profit venture and that demands people so much bandwidth to making money for people who (inadequately) compensate their labor to make finding and maintaining to-the-end connection harder. Especially for those of us who don’t engage in the hetero marriage and kids script.

That’s the context for how much I have cried about OFMD 2.6 and 2.7.

#ofmd s2 spoilers #edward teach #stede bonnet #our flag means death #ofmd s2e6 #ofmd s2e7 #I just lost someone on my hospice call list who didn’t have the kind of supportive network I’d want for people #it is honestly a lot of work to be a caregiver #more than one person’s worth #so it’s not just about having a partner or child #but about broader support- personal and institutional- than many people have #tend your friendships #agitate for universal healthcare

[writerpey]

Hiiii!! Though you haven’t been around long, you’re one of my favorite headcanon writers on tumblr! Could I request a Caregiver!Stede Bonnet with reader if you have time? Your work is incredible :’)

hello dearie! that is so so kind of you! <3 stede is one of my favourite cgs to headcanon ever! hope u enjoy (I almost wanted to title this one in cursive because it’s so him)

Caregiver!Stede Bonnet x Little!Reader Headcanons

He is absolutely the type of cg to make everything as fun as possible. You want to play hide and seek? He’s creating an elaborate story to go alongside it with mermaids and pirate treasure. You ask him to do a craft? You better believe he’s sent one of the crew to shore to fetch clay and paints.

Speaking of crafts, he’ll literally display or wear anything and everything you make him while regressed. In fact, he urges you to seek out any creativity you do or don’t have! Once you wanted to make him an outfit, so you stole away to his secret closet (one of your favourite places on the whole ship) and splattered crimson paint all over one of his white, frilly shirts. When you brought it to him with a proud look on your face, he gasped and picked you up, twirling both you and the shirt around. I love it! You are so talented, little one. He wore the shirt every day for the next week, even when you weren’t regressed.

Because he comes from a very humble background (total sarcasm applicable here), Stede has mastered the art of comfort, as he likes to call it with a grand gesture. (Not to be confused with the… other art, he once said.) You can bet you’ll never be uncomfortable when you’re around him, physically or emotionally. Squirmy baby that just can’t sleep? Well, of course Stede has an answer for that. He’ll take you by the hand and lead you to his closet, letting you pick any item of clothing that has the most comfortable texture for little you. He’ll offer you hot tea or warm milk, and he loves nothing more than bringing a cup to your lips and helping you drink while you rest your head against his chest.

Stede is also a huge fan of bedtime stories. Apart from his tales to the crew, he loves adding a dramatic bit of theatre to your bedtime routine. He tailors his stories exactly to your mood, softening his voice and letting the sound of water hitting the hull of the ship lull you to sleep, or entertaining you with an hour long epic about the adventures of Blackbeard.

Oh, he’s so incredibly in tune with your emotional needs. He rarely falters in his ability to understand what you need, and he’s able to immediately tell how old you’re feeling just by being in your presence. Feeling smaller today, darling? That’s quite alright. I’ll be right here with you.

He frequently encourages you to play with the other crew members when you’re little as well. He’ll spot you watching Frenchie play music and will take you by the hand to sit with the other, smiling proudly when you let go and clap along to Frenchie’s music happily.

Playtime is always the best time with Stede, although sometimes he can get carried away. Once during hide and seek he jumped out and startled you so bad you burst into tears on the spot. He’s very quick to apologize and soothe your ailments, wiping your tears from your cheeks and promising you a treat from below deck.

Stede will always make sure you’re a happy baby, and if not, he’s always at his best when comforting and understanding your little side.

<3

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[selene-and-the-cold]

Sicktember post - Fuzzy Socks

Alright, so this next little ficlet was inspired by the Sicktember 2023 alternatvie prompt 2: "Fuzzy Socks".

Fandom: OF/MD

Characters: Sick!Stede and Caregiving Ed.

I know it is a bit silly, but the idea just wouldn't leave me alone, so bear with me, please.

Not betaed and I had to post it now before the courage left me again 😅

Fuzzy Socks Stockings

As a particularly harsh gust of wind hit the Revenge, Stede Bonnet pulled the blanket tighter around himself with a pathetic sniffle and huddled closer into the warm body of his co-captain, friend, and – dare he say it? - lover Edward Teach aka Blackbeard. They were both curled up next to each other in his bed, bodies entwined. If he were to commission another ship, Stede would make sure that the captain's bed was a bit more spacious than the one here on the Revenge.

It was all nice for sleeping here alone, and the view out of the windows was breathtaking. But on nights like these, when the cool draft crept in through the tiniest nooks and crannies, Stede regretted that the space was barely enough for two people to sleep in, let alone for additional bundles of thick, feather down blankets to be brought in against the chill.

With a sniffle, he pressed himself closer against Edward's warmth. Somehow, Stede had been cold all day, and even now, bundled up under his blanket, wearing his payama and dressing gown on top, he couldn't get warm.

“Hmmpff... Stede?,” Edward asked sleepily into the darkness, turning slightly so he could look at the blond man next to him. “What is it? Why aren't you asleep?”

“ssnniff I'm cold...”

“Cold?,” Ed raised an eyebrow, which was barely visible in the darkness. “You're wearing like.. three layers of the softest, plushes fabrics I've ever seen. Plus blankets.”

Stede gave an indignant little sniffle.

“I know, but it's still a touch chilly in here, don't you think?”

Edward was nothing short of turning into a boiled potato, but he refrained from pointing that out when he felt Stede shiver against him with a little whimper.

“You really are cold, aren't you?”

Stede nodded, then sniffled and suddenly ducked his head into Ed's shoulder to muffle a sneeze against it.

“Hmm... bless you,” Edward hummed, suddenly connecting the dots. He shifted, soft, silky fabric rustling between them as he readjusted his position so he could pull Stede closer. Stede immediately followed this unspoken invitation and huddled even closer, snaking his legs around Ed's and touching his feet to his.

“God, your feet are as cold as two dead fish!”

“ssnfff I knooow,” Stede whined, “I told you I'b cold... and as long as mby feet are cold, I cad't seem to get wa- hhhhahh?.... Hah'tSshhieww!! ... snfff warm.”

Edward chuckled. “Bless you! Sounds like there's some of that cold stuck in your nose as well.”

“Dod't mbake fun of mbe!,” Stede whined and buried his face in the folds of the fabric, ashamed of being this needy, shivering little pile next to his strong, never wavering counterpart.

“'m sorry. I shouldn't have teased you. Come now, try to get back to sleep...”

At that, Ed began to hum softly to his worked-up partner. While the melody was soothing, the text was quite an explicitly raunchy sea shanty, so Ed contented himself with humming the tune, while he stroked Stede's tousled hair and tried to wrap some of the blanket around Stede's feet with his own, creating a double layer of blanket around the other man's freezing feet. It was only when Ed could feel Stede's feet warm up that the other man calmed down and drifted back to sleep, leaving Edward to ponder in the darkness how he could make this cold more bearable for his partner in crime.

****

“Alright, crew, who of you can sew?” Ed demanded the next morning as the crew had gathered to receive their morning orders. Everybody was here – except Stede, whose cold and Edward had not allowed him to leave his chambers and insisted on him staying below deck.

The crew just looked at each other, mumbling indistinctly, shuffling their feet. Of course they all remembered their flag sewing

“Captain Blackbeard asked you a question, you filthy little sea urchins, so you better answer!”, Izzy chimed in, ever so helpful.

“Look, I know you've made the Revenge's proud pirate flags yourself. Your Captain told me. So come on, who knows how to sew things?,” Ed tried again, sneaking in a bit of flattery to wear down the crew's resistance.

“Well... Roach sewed up his shoulder once,” Lucius commented, only for Roach to proudly reveal the scar running down from his shoulder to his armpit.

Ed looked at it with a slow nod. “That's... impressive, but not the kind of sewing I had in mind. Thank you, though. The thing I had in mind rather involved actual fabric. Anyone?”

Ed scanned the crew expectantly, then someone mumbled: “Oluwande's quite good...”

What followed was nodding and approving noises all around. Oluwande just rolled his eyes.

“Perfect! Follow me, I have a special mission for you to accompany me on.”

Oluwande heaved a silent sigh. He knew that there was no escaping this – whatever it was – but he hated being singled out like this. Therefore, he dragged his feet following an elated Ed below deck.

“Come on now, move! You won't get an extra invitation, Blackbeard won't ask you twice! Either you follow him or you're going straight in the ocean to feed the sharks!,” Izzy bellowed, hiding the fact that he had no idea what his boss had planned behind a generous round of aggressive shouting.

As the shouting continued on deck, Oluwande was less and less mad about getting to leave the shouting Izzy behind to follow Ed into the heart of the ship. They stayed clear of the captain's quarters, from where a few miserable sneezes could be heard even from afar.

Instead, they turned towards the storage room of the ship, where several random items were piled in a heap on the floor. Next to a few barrels and a makeshift table, a pile of fabric lay forgotten, together with some of the flag designs that had not quite made it to the finishing line.

Edward led Oluwande straight to that pile, then turned to him and said: “Sewing. I want you to teach me.”

“T-teach you?,” Oluwande asked, then suddenly found himself face to face with Blackbeard's gun.

“You heard me. And you'd better not breathe a word to anybody about this, understood?”

“Understood.”

“Now, talk me through these fabrics here.”

The two men scoured the pile of fabrics and materials, touching and stretching, and comparing different fabrics, until they came across a weird looking, fuzzy tassel.

“What's that supposed to be?,” Edward asked, ruffling the weirdly soft thing with his hands.

“That,” Oluwande declared, chest swelling with pride, “is my flag extender.”

“Your what?”

“A flag extender. It was meant to be sewn to the bottom of the flag to flap in the wind, but I didn't have time to finish it.”

“It feels kind of weird.. a bit.. tingly and fuzzy... but also very soft,” Ed stated, still running the fluffy odd-shaped thing through his hand. “How did you get it to be so.. fuzzy?”

“Oh, that was actually pretty easy! I just took lots and lots of these tiny strings of yarn over there and bound them together with a knot. Then you take a comb and comb through the yarn to fuzz out the ends until they are all fuzzy and soft. And when you're done, you cut them all to the same size to get that nice, fluffy feeling. Almost like that long, soft carpet in the captain's cabin.”

As Oluwande explained, Edward kept running the soft object through his hands, nodding. At first he only nodded once to show that he was listening, then the nodding slowly continued as an idea took shape in Ed's mind, until a wide grin spread across his face and he finally clapped Oluwande's shoulders with both hands.

“That's it!,” Ed exclaimed excitedly, then lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper: “Now, get me all of that yarn you have...”

* * *

Several hours later, long after sunset, Edward returned to the captain's quarters to find a pouting Stede in bed, huddled under two layers of blankets, hugging a pillow. He sat up as Ed came over to him.

“Ed! Snfff where hahhh-... hahhave.. you be.. hhehheen... Hehh'kttsSSHISSSH!.. all day?!”

Stede's voice lost some of its accusing tone as the question fizzled out into a wet, itchy sneeze. Stede just gave a long, stretched-out sniffled as he rummaged around the folds of the blankets until he found a crumpled handkerchief and brought it to his streaming pink nose.

“I have beed mbiserable id here all day and you ndever as mbuch as stopped by for tea!”

Stede dabbed at his pink nose again, head turned to the side, lips in a proud little pout.

Ed grinned. “I'm sorry. Skipping tea time was, of course, an unpardonable lapse on my part. But that's what you get for sharing a bed with a pirate, my mate. We are rough and uncouth and don't give a fuck about tea time.”

Stede just blinked rapidly, fiddling around with the collar of his robe. “Well, I thought that perhaps you mbight give a fuck about mbe...” Stede tried to sound nonchalant, but the way his voice was just a pitch higher than usual betrayed that he was hurt.

“Aww.. now Stede, come on, you know I care a lot about you! I'm sorry. There was some.. unexpected business I had to take care of. You'll see soon enough,” Ed promised, then added with a mischievous glow in his eyes: “It's a surprise.”

Stede's face immediately lit up at these words. “A surprise? What surprise?!”

His gaze met Ed, who looked like the cat that got the cream, smiling from ear to ear.

“It's in here.”

He produced a small little parcel out of one of the many pockets of his leather jacket. It looked crumpled, but Stede took it eagerly as Edward handed it to him, his eyes not just glossy with fever, but also with excitement.

“For mbe?”

“Of course! Now, open it,” Ed encouraged as he sat down on the edge of the bed next to Stede, who opened the little parcel with nimble fingers, his rings sparkling in he candlelight.

At first, Stede was all smiles, but when he pulled one of his own old pairs of stockings from the parcel, his smile faded, leaving a confused expression on Stede's face.

“The surprise is... mby own stockings?,” Stede asked flatly, sounding even less amused than he had been at the start of their conversation.

“No!,” Ed protested, “Well, technically, yes, but I enhanced them. They aren't just your regular run-of-he-mill stockings anymore. They have been... piratified! Blackbeardified! I'm not sure about the word, yet, but the important thing is: I made some improvements! Look!”

Ed took the stockings from a confused Stede and turned them inside out. Instead of the usual white fabric, a myriad of tiny fuzzy tassels was sewn to the inside, lining the stockings to add an extra layer of warm, fuzzy material.

“I present to you: fuzzy stockings! To keep your feet warm all night!”

Stede looked at the stockings, then at Ed, then back at the stockings, before he flung both arms around Ed's neck and hugged him tight.

“Oh Edward, they are wonderful! What a thoughtful gift! But how... where... where did you get those?”

“I made 'em. Been sewing those fuzzy bits on all day!”

As if to prove his point, he showed Stede his fingers, which bore more than one little injury from where Edward had accidentally poked the needle into his fingers instead of into the fabric.

“Oh Edward, that's the best gift I've ever.. hehh.. ever.. HekttssSSHiH!!” Stede hastily brought up the wide sleeve of his dressing gown to sneeze into.

“Bless you. I'm glad you like it. Come, I'll help you put them on.”

With that, Edward took one of the stockings and helped Stede to slip them on his foot. As he did, Stede giggled and writhed slightly. “What?” Ed asked.

“Sorry, these fuzzy bits tickle a little bit,” Stede admitted, a slight blush creeping on his cheeks, “but only as you pull the stockings od. Ondce they are id place, it's so mbarvelously warmb.”

Ed gave a warm-hearted chuckle, then slipped the second stocking on Stede's other foot, which was once more accompanied by a squeaky giggle until the stockings were in place.

Once he was sure Stede was all nice and warm and cozy, Edward undressed, shedding the stern leather to slip into the silky warmth that was Stede's presence. Stede immediately scooted closer, wrapping his legs around Edward once again, soaking up his partner's warmth.

“How is that?,” Edward asked, pulling Stede into a warm hug, gently rubbing his stockinged feet.

“Mbuch better! Thank you again, Edward.”

“You're welcome, my love.”

#of/md #fuzzy socks #sicktember 2023 #fuzzy stockings #Stede is cold and Ed knows how to fix it #my writing

[helloimjennsco]

do you have any random alien Stede facts you can share that won't be spoiler? I really like the au and want to know more.

Ahhh thank you so much!! 😍

I am THIS CLOSE to finishing up chapter 9, if I can get my brain to cooperate and get life to stop life-ing long enough to finally wrap things up. In the meantime, here are a few fun(?) alien!Stede facts from my notes and/or brain!

(The following facts pertain to my fic The Wondrous Journey of Stede Bonnet, Human Pirate Captain, a canon-adjacent OFMD AU which begs the question, "What if Stede Bonnet were secretly an alien the entire time?" It's mostly very funny, but also features a fair amount of identity crises and ruminating about the inherent complications of human relationships because overthinking things is my passion. 💀 If that sounds interesting to you, follow that link!)

While the being currently known as Stede Bonnet doesn't have a 'name' of his own, he DOES have a sort of unique intergalactic ID number for situations (like official documents) where more specific identification is important. His is ZX 00916424 SRG-8 (pronounced: 'Zed Ex Double-Oh Nine' with the rest as you'd expect it.) The only mention of this so far is in the title of a mini-podfic of alien!Stede's humble fuckery suggestion from chapter 7 that the talented just_a_perfect_day did for Halloween last year!

Much like the human Stede Bonnet, alien!Stede hated the parties on his own world. Granted, most of the 'parties' were more glad-handing celebrations of recent conquests or exciting new discoveries, which meant they were usually pretty shitty parties to begin with. But without fail, he'd always end up cornered by the most boring blowhard at the party who could simply NOT stop bragging to him about their role in the recent whatever-it-was-they-were-celebrating. (His friend always used to tell him that he was far too accommodating and that he should simply walk away from them if they're being boring, but he didn't want to come off as rude—or worse, insufficiently enthused about conquest.)

While there are no flowers on his homeworld, the geology of the planet results in some extremely cool rocks sometimes farther out from the city. On the rare occasions he got to go to leave the city, he DEFINITELY snuck home a favorite rock every time. He keeps his collection of cool rocks tucked away in the auxiliary wardrobe inside of a little metal box. Maybe one day he'll show them to Ed?

It was mentioned in chapter 4 that delivering the intimidating invader speeches was one of the only things he actually liked about his previous occupation and that he thought he was pretty good at them. This is, in fact, an understatement—he is actually so good at them that he's developed a bit of a reputation for it. (Not many others from his world bother to talk much at all during the invasion process, let alone deliver full-on villain speeches.) Unfortunately for him, no one has bothered to inform him of this, so he remains unaware that his 'intimidating invader speeches' are such a hot topic of conversation in certain intergalactic circles.

Alien!Stede's father is not actually his 'father' in the biological sense. Nearly all of the planet's young are bioengineered in labs in order to cherry pick the most optimal genetic traits for the role to which they are most likely to be assigned—based on current and projected levels of supply and demand—and then raised and educated communally until they're old enough to be assigned to their respective roles. His 'father' is more of a caregiver/mentor who was assigned to him once he was officially designated as Invader Class. (Have you read The Giver? With the whole 'coming of age job assignment' ceremony at the beginning? Kind of like that, except if Jonas actually went to live with The Giver afterwards.)

Like the rest of the people on his homeworld, alien!Stede in his natural form has three little curved indentions on either side of his head. When he's feeling especially strong emotions (happy, angry, etc.) little frilly ridges sprout up from each of the curves. Objectively, it's adorable—however, because most other beings in the universe usually only see this happen when his people are engaging in gruesome acts of violence, 'adorable' is not usually the first adjective that comes to mind when the little frilly ridges make their appearance.

Thank you so much for reading and for asking fun questions like these!! I hope these lil bits of trivia have been fun!! 💜💜💜

#ofmd #ofmd fanfic #alien!stede #ofmd fanfiction #ofmd au #alien au

[kayjaydee17]

Tags: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet/Israel Hands, Age Regression/De-Aging, Rape/Non-con Elements, Humiliation, Self-Harm, Daddy Kink, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, alternate universe - littles are known, Infantilism, Forced Infantilism, Manipulation, baby talk, Age Regression Little Israel Hands, Age Regression Caregiver Stede Bonnet, Age Regression Caregiver Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Dark but with a pastel filter, fucked up world, Shame, Self-Loathing, Self-Hatred

Just sauntering into the fandom with my fucked-up age regression story.

#our flag means death #ofmd #my fic #dark fic #dead dove do not eat #agere fic

[littlespacereader]

Writing Prompts Update! 📝

I am sorry to do this but writing prompt request are temporarily closed for now:(

I am so sorry to have to pause taking in new writing request but I feel it is unfair to those who have submitted a request and have yet to see their fic published.

For those of you who don’t know I’m a college student. College has been putting a strain on my writing since I’m juggling both college work and find the time to write fics.

At the moment I have 18 request waiting in the wings for me to write so I feel it’s better I cap off the request here rather than having everyone wait extended periods of time for their fics.

Requests won’t be closed for long! I just want to catch up on the ones submitted. Once I feel I can handle the new request, I’ll make a post that they’re open once again:)

Here’s the fics I am currently writing:

Caregiver!Aaron Hotch - Criminal Minds

Caregiver!Jake Lockley - Moon Knight

Caregiver! Stede Bonnet & Blackbeard - OFMD

Here are the fics that I’ll be writing after those:

Caregiver!Hobie Brown - Spiderverse

Caregiver! Marc, Steven & Jake - Moon Knight

Little! Dean Winchester - Supernatural

Thank you for understanding! Again I apologize to those who are waiting for their fic request to be published. Please know I’m working on it😁

-Clara💞

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[prettybluelites]

Thoughts: Red Flags

And away we go!

Love the blissful piano score in this opening scene

Buttons sleeping in Legs Up the Wall pose because of course he is

Hogod there's a lot in that sigh Stede gives as he's remembering You Wear Fine Things Well

And just noticed Ed's parallel sigh, equally loaded but obviously very different

Probably reading way too much into it but I'm interested that Ed could have just chucked the cake toppers - and based on the "fuck you, Stede Bonnet" that he utters to the groom in E1, that would have made sense - but he positions them carefully in the window ledge facing outward as if they're jumping. The groom jumps and the bride jumps after him. So...yeah.

One of the only sour notes for me is the ongoing "no one can pronounce 'China'" thing. Maybe I'm dumb but I don't really get it. Is it playing to Susan's comment that people in the RoP "know so little"? Whatever, I didn't find it that funny.

Buttons has assimilated well, I see

Who is making t-shirts that say "Tender as Hell" because I want one

Oh my god. If the day ever comes when Lucius' return doesn't make me grin and cry and cry and grin, just go ahead and put me out of my misery. There's so much that's perfect about this moment. As someone who has had the experience of completely unexpectedly (but happily) running into someone I never thought I'd see again, I can say they captured that feeling of the world stopping for a sec and then everything swooping back into motion. In my situation I was not tackled to the floor but I love with every part of my heart that Pete tackled Lucius. Matthew Maher's expression is just wonderful. And in the following scene when you can tell he's been crying... *sniff* Pete has grown up so much and I'm so happy he and Lucius get to be together again.

On the one hand Stede sounds a bit tone deaf when he asks Lucius what happened to him, but would it ever in a million years occur to Stede that what happened to Lucius was, in fact, what happened to Lucius?

Already adored how accepting everyone is of Buttons's spirituality, but the fact that Auntie perceives him immediately as a Sea Witch is awesome.

Time out from Frenchie's Treacherous Lying to point out that his silhouette when he's standing in the corridor - when Ed calls him back to say he's expecting great things - is just to die for. The cut of that outfit? I think I literally gasped the fist time I saw it. Mad props to the costumers.

"We just had him asleep" - that's like something you say when you're caring for an infant, IDK, it stands out to me that Jim phrases it like that, they could have said, "You woke him up, pendejo," but phrasing it the way they do really speaks of caregiving. Again, probably reading too much into it, but. I like semantics.

Oh Stede, you are so wildly inappropriate doing your personal little homework project in the workplace

So...I forgot to bank on pissed-off Lucius. If someone had asked me, before the season started, do you think Lucius will be pissed about what happened to him, of course I would have said yes, but I didn't really think about how that would play out. More aimed at Ed, I think. I love what they did here, love the pacing of bringing him back early (we all knew he was alive anyway, lol) and Nathan Foad is so, so good.

I know there probably isn't room for it but I would love to get Archie's backstory

If you don't know what the scrolls say, I would say filling them by weight makes as much sense as anything. On the other hand, Olu's been around, the map board with the little ships was clearly something sailing-related, I don't believe for a second he would have messed with it. My sis asked if I thought they'd dumbed Oluwande down a bit this season and I don't totally agree but I sort of see what she meant. He definitely seems way more out of his element than we've seen him so far.

Samba Schutte making the most of his moments :D

Lucius snapping at Pete just grabs at my heart

Still processing the Izzy stuff, probably not going to be ready to talk about that for a loooonng time

Lucius recounting his horrors shouldn't be funny, but...it's funny

Only just now noticed Ed's long coat, interesting how it's reminiscent of the one in Pete's fantasy in S1

You know things are going to shit when someone in a position of power starts trying to make people fight each other to the death

"Some people are just broken, no matter what you do" - oh help, I am having so many overlapping Ed and Lucius thoughts right now, all tangled in the above line of dialogue as well as "what if life just begins again," oh help

The whole sequence with the wave washing over the deck is gorgeous and I know Frenchie was just grabbing the capstan for something to grab but when you think of it as where we see the crew in S1 "living for each other, not just to survive"... *shivers*

"Indestructible little fucker" is an early favorite for best line delivery in S2

So Zheng has at least two more ships that are currently en route? Fascinating...

God, I just noticed the way Izzy's leaning on Fang when they're all looking down at Ed. I never, when I first watched this show, thought I would ever be this consumed with Izzy thoughts.

And there we have Episode 2! Thanks for bearing with me. One more to go and then NEW SHIT! Today I went back and watched the trailer and thought about all that's still to come...can't wait.

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #our flag means death #ofmd s2 spoilers #red flags #ofmd s2 e2

[poisonouswritings]

Hi! This is kind of a specific request so don't mind me 😂

M3 with a wise, calm and soft talker MC. They are the kind of person you would ask for advice and they have soothing effect on the other. They are also very affectionate and spoil their Lis (mostly by cooking for them and they are very good at) also they're protective of them not in a possessive way.

But behind this sweet fursona an absolute grimlin that can destroy your entire career with the informations they collect about. Because they have a way with words they can easily win people over and collect very secretive information and use it whenever they want.

Anyway one day Lis come to mc hurt (not necessarily a physical one) MC asks them who did that maintaining this calm fursona but you can clearly see they are pissed.

Lis are hesitant at first but tell them anyway.

Ofc MC immediately knows who they are and luckily they have very dirty secrets about them that can ruin their career. They tell Lis to stay here and they will deal with it. Ofc Lis are worried that they may do something stupid and hurt themselves so they secretly follow them to the mfs who hurt them.

MC using the power of passive aggressive like stede bonnet (not me inspiring this from ofmd cugdutdghcghhfx)

.........Lis are shocked like how did they know that?! And ofc these people will end up fighting and destroying each other.

MC says without looking back " you can come out now, love. They won't notice you"

Lis are startled but stand beside MC to find them smiling in a very scary way.

"Don't worry, my love. These people won't hurt you ever again. I made sure of it."

S̶a̶g̶e̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶F̶e̶l̶i̶x̶ ̶a̶r̶e̶ ̶p̶r̶o̶b̶a̶b̶l̶y̶ ̶s̶c̶a̶r̶e̶d̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶t̶u̶r̶n̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶n̶,̶ ̶A̶n̶i̶s̶a̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶j̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶c̶o̶n̶c̶e̶r̶n̶e̶d̶

Anon did you mean to say fursona?? Were you specifically referring to a fursona??? Have we reached a point in Internet culture where -sona automatically gets attached to fur? Is it Fursona 5 now?????? Are you gonna teach the M3 about furries??????? I had to read that like four times to make sure I was right. (I'm just teasing don't worry)

GN!Reader, let's do this in celebration of OFMD getting our season 2 renewal the other day 🎉🏳️‍🌈🎉🏳️‍⚧️🎉 I will be So Insufferable when it's out, Colored Bullets Rule (Felix Escellun, Anisa Anka, Sage Lesath)

It sounds, a little bit,, like,,, just the way you described it,,,, and I'm sure it wasn't intentional,,,,, but it sounds like a caregiver kink dynamic I'm sorry I'll leave

Anyways

You remember how Stede basically set the ship on fire through the sheer power of being passive-aggressive? That's the level of power you have.

I'd like to imagine that all three of the Starsworn managed to get hurt during the same altercation and they all come to you because you're the healer. So;

The three of them went out to the tavern to get drinks when they got jumped by some bandits Sage is,, familiar with. Aka they don't like each other. And it did not end well.

Felix got thrown in the mud and had his clothes torn up. He also had his magic temporarily short-circuited to the point where whenever he tried to use it he would essentially shock himself, so his hands are hurt too. He's very in pain and very frustrated. Please hug him and kiss his hands.

Anisa got some cuts and bruises and a hard whack in the ribs. She was trying to protect Felix and Sage and ended up getting outnumbered. Her pride is hurt more than her body is, but I'd still suggest having her lay down for a little bit and getting her a cold compress.

Sage has the fewest physical damage but the most emotional. The bandits immediately used magic to immobilize him, so he was laid out on the floor watching Felix and Anisa get the shit kicked out of them and he couldn't do anything to stop it. He blames himself and feels weak. Immediately goes off to mope. You should probably chase after him and give him some reassurance.

Alright. You've got a sweet smile on your face. You're gonna handle this :) Don't even worry about it :)

,,, cue concern from the Starsworn but also a lot of interest

Well, the next night you go out there in your Gentleman Pirate formal outfit and seek out the bandits

And of course the Starsworn are following you to make sure you don't get hurt, since you're not really... Y'know..... Battle-suited........

And then you, all smiles and sweetness and passive-aggression, casually call out every single one of them for something horrible and hilarious. And within five minutes they're going practically insane beating each other up. Something gets set on fire.

And you're just standing there, blood pooling under your boots and the light of flames putting a gleam in your eye as you just watch the destruction you've created. And then you look over to where the Starsworn are hiding and go 'I took care of it :)'

Felix is so in awe of the chaos you just casually wreaked. Have you always had this power?! Ooh he's already gotten some great ideas for pranks >:)

Anisa is concerned but she's also,, she's also a little into it,,, like as long you use your powers for good then she has awe. But she also makes a note to maybe keep an eye on you around political figures before you unintentionally cause a coup.

Sorry Sage is turned on and he is in awe of you and seeing you surrounded by blood and destruction and fire,, ohhoho that's gonna stay in his head :3 and yes he is intimidated by that but it only makes him hornier. So.

Your partner asks you how the hell you knew all that. You smile and kiss their cheek and say It's Just Your Special Talent :)

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #felix iskandar escellun #Anisa anka #sage lesath #felix escellun x reader #anisa anka x reader #sage lesath x reader #fictif felix #last legacy felix #fictif anisa #last legacy anisa #fictif sage #last legacy sage #anon asks #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

[kitty-cuddle-time]

Ed, learning to feel safe again and heal from childhood trauma thru regression (with Stede’s caregiving ofc) and getting to just be a happy baby

#don’t mind me just crying #sfw interaction only #fandom agere #ofmd agere #regressor edward teach #regressor ed teach #cg stede bonnet #safe agere #sfw agedre #sfw age regressor #sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw babyre #sfw caregiver #sfw agere blog #sfw little one #sfw regression #sfw smolspace #agere positivity #agere #agedre #age regressive #age regression #age regressor #age dreamer #age dreaming #sfw age dreaming #mine #my post

[babymapleleaf]

Ed never really celebrated any holidays as a child, but he assumes that Stede probably celebrated Christmas, and wants to make their first holiday season together absolutely perfect for his precious baby, so he asks Stede if there are any special xmas traditions he remembers that he wants to share with Ed!

Unfortunately, the biggest things Stede remembers from Christmas time as a child are the not so good parts- the lights being too bright and buzzy, the music being too loud, being forced to interact with relatives who he didn't like and who didn't like him. Stede starts to tear up thinking about it, and eventually finds himself absolutely sobbing in Ed's arms.

Once he's calmed down, he does his best to explain to Ed why he got upset. (And Ed apologizes for making Stede cry, even though Stede insists that it's not his fault because he couldn't have known.) The two of them agree that Christmas doesn't need to be some big fancy event if neither of them want it to be.

When Christmas does finally roll around, they spend the whole day snuggling on the couch in their pajamas watching their favorite movies, and Ed cooks them a simple but delicious soup for dinner. The entire day goes by without any mention of the typical anxiety-inducing pageantry that Stede remembers from when he was young.

It's the beginning of Stede and Ed's long journey of inventing their own holiday traditions- ones that are brand new and suited perfectly to the two of them

#this turned out... less directly agere related than i was intending it to be #just know that in my head Stede is baby for like 90% of this post!!! #princet talks #ofmd agere #regressor stede bonnet #caregiver ed teach #fandom agere #christmas