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When cats say mrrp mraow reblog if u agree

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really wish gender was more of a hobby and less of a societal contract and mandate

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David Jenkins’ three words to describe Stede and Ed from his new interview with Awards Radar (x)

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Gettin this out before tomorrows eps - still thinking about that wall slam

(continued on Patreon hehehehe)

ID: 1a. Close up on Stede in his new red shirt, holding a quill in his right hand. He looks up from his work with a furrowed brow as there is a loud crash and clattering of scattered objects offscreen. Stede asks, "Ed? What are you doing?" 1b. Reverse shot, full body of Ed, dressed down in his black undershirt, leather trousers, and boots, posed awkwardly against a standing wardrobe. He is leaning back against it, legs too far out and shaking with the effort from his core, one arm splayed against the surface and one arm above his head. On the floor next to him, an ornate golden candelabra has fallen over, holders snapped off and candles rolling away. Ed looks over at Stede, embarrassed, and replies, "Uhh...seducing you? That wasn't expensive, was it?" 1c. Close up on Stede again, smiling at Ed with hooded eyes, quill feather trailing thoughtfully over his cheek. "Oh?" he purrs. 1d. Repeat. Stede startles, realizing the implications, and moves to stand from his seat, flustered, repeating, "Oh!!"

2a. Shot from behind Ed, the wardrobe close up in the foreground and Stede's desk beyond, the cubby bed in the wall between them with curtains half closed. Stede rounds the desk and hurries toward Ed, one hand held out as if to stop him from taking off, shouting "I'm seduced! I'm seduced!" In the foreground, Ed heaves himself off of the wardrobe, leaning forward slightly with one hand braced on the door and the other on his lower back. He says, "Oh, good. Ow." 2b. Shot of them both in profile, knees-up, as Stede reaches Ed, arms held out hesitantly as if waiting for permission to grip his waist. Stede asks, red-cheeked and concerned, "So you...are we ready for this?" Ed grins at him, replying, "I said slow, not glacial, babe." He braces both hands on his back and leans his upper body backwards with a loud 'crack!' Stede mumbles, "Alright?" Ed assures him, "Never better." 2c. Repeat. Ed leans back again against the wardrobe, more confidently this time, back arched, right hand braced above him and left hand at his hip, curling a single finger in a 'come hither' motion. He grins up at Stede through his eyelashes and teases, "Hop aboard, Captain." Stede immediately straightens up, eyes going wide and face burning red.

3a. Zoom in, waist up. A blur of motion as Stede rushes forward, gripping Ed by the front of his shirt with both fists and pushing him backwards past the wardrobe to slam into the adjacent wall. Ed reacts with wide-eyed surprise, cheeks flushed, stomach exposed, one hand flying up toward Stede's shoulder. 3b. Repeat. Stede crowds Ed against the wall to mash a passionate kiss against his mouth, fists gripping his shirt tightly beneath their chins. Ed immediately melts into it, eyes closing, right arm looping around Stede's neck and left hand pressed to the side of his throat. 3c. Zoom out slightly as they break the kiss, Stede moving his head back only enough to make eye contact, their noses still overlapping. Stede, looking a bit bashful, asks, "Too much?" Ed smiles giddily at him, flushed and pleased, right arm winding tighter and left hand moving to cup Stede's cheek. Ed replies, "No, no, not at all, mate. I'm into it." 3d. Repeat. Satisfied with the consent given, Stede pushes forward again to kiss at Ed's neck, hands releasing their death grip on his shirt to start moving underneath it, cupping Ed's pecs. Ed lets his head fall back against the wall and throws both of his arms around Stede's neck to keep him close, one leg hiking up against his hip. Ed giggles, still wearing the same silly, satisfied grin, and quips, "Not so much of a gentleman in the sheets, eh?" /end ID

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More bikie au nonsense ❤️

Jim was raised by a pit stop nun to be gods greatest mechanic and avenge the street racing crash that killed their family. Stede keeps track of everyone’s birthdays on a bike sticker. The secret library in his engine has somehow not caught on fire.

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[ID: Drawing dump of an our flag means death modern bikie au.

1. Ed, with full beard and loose hair in a spiked biker jacket with a kraken patch on the shoulder, crouches next to Stede’s motorcycle, staring with fascination into a secret compartment he just opened. His nails are painted black. Stede, wearing a simple blue button down and gray trousers, is standing behind him with a smile and leaning over to speak. He says, “I had to downsize the engine to make room, but I think it was the right move.” Dazzled by his brilliance, Ed responds, “fucking mental…” Stede’s bike has the shape of a Harley but is clearly custom and painted bright teal. The metal nameplate on the fuel tank dubs it “The Revenge” and the rest is covered in various stickers including one of Mary’s lighthouse, a peace sign, a list of the crew’s birthdays, a smiley face, a pink one that says “I brake 4 birds” and a green one that says “excuse my kiwi attitude.” There is also a pride sticker and a small mountain sticker on the steering fork and a kiwi (the bird) sticker on the right handlebar. Mounted on the headlight is a small wooden unicorn. We can see some stickers on the other side from where Ed has lifted the secret compartment, including a pink heart and a large sticker of a stack of books with a second “ssh!” Speech bubble sticker to the side of it. Each handle has dangling yellow tassels.

2. Ed, mirrored sunglasses pushed to the top of his head, grins excitedly at Karl (a black breasted buzzard) standing on top of Button’s helmeted head. Buttons, in his usual impassive straight-backed manner, tells him, “Karl sends his warm regards.” He is wearing a long-sleeved beige shirt, jeans, gray fingerless gloves, and a denim vest covered in actual buttons of various sizes and colors. His plain gray helmet (no visor) is covered in scratches from Karl’s claws.

3. Jim crouching and looking to the side suspiciously. They are wearing ripped jeans, brown boots, fingerless brown leather gloves, a gold cross necklace, and a grease-stained once-white shirt under a faded blue mechanic’s button-up that says “Jim” on the breast. In the breast pocket is a grease-stained rag, and they are holding a socket wrench like a knife.

4. Ed, wearing Stede’s blue button up, gray trousers, and black tie, is grinning excitedly and dramatically gesturing to Stede with both arms. Stede, sliding into the scene, looks equally excited. He is wearing Ed’s leather pants, fingerless gloves, mirrored sunglasses, and leather jacket zipped up over a bare chest.

5. Izzy, wearing a black tee shirt tucked into jeans, a spiked leather vest, one right glove, black choker, and ring on a necklace, stands angrily with his fists clenched at his side. In his left hand is a knife. His right arm has a rope tattoo wrapped around it that turns into a snake, as well as a cursive “Daddy” on his bicep. His left bicep is wrapped in a bleeding barbed wire tattoo. Someone has put a birthday hat on his head. Teeth clenched around a scowl as confetti rains down on him, Izzy growls, “I fookin hate this.”

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The starting point I expect for whatever nasty freak sex these guys are gonna have. (drawn prior to seeing e 6-7 LOL)

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ID: 1. Bust of Stede with a confused smile, asking "Er, Ed...what's a 'handy'?" 2. Reverse shot of Ed, staring at him with a furrowed brow and flushed cheeks, mouth pressed into a stern line. A thought bubble appears over his head with the words "Let me show y-" but is cut off as Ed's right fist snaps up and punches it away. /end ID

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CUDDLE! 👏 POST! 👏 bc they deserve it. Zoom in!! ID in alt and under cut bc loooooong.

[ID: doodle dump of the OFMD couples canoodling. 1. Chest up of Ed and Stede laying in bed fast asleep, both wearing fancy nightgowns. Stede is on his back, one arm behind his head and the other resting on Ed’s waist where he is draped over Stede’s chest with his hand over his heart. Ed’s beard is just beginning to grow back in and Stede has some ginger scruff of a similar length. They look as though they are sleeping deeply for the first time in their lives. 2. Full body of Stede and Ed in bed, laying over the covers and giggling together. Stede is wearing a nightgown and has his back mostly turned toward the viewer, legs tossed over Ed’s hips and kicking happily. His arms are tucked between them and he is blushing with a grin, eyes closed, as they press their foreheads together. Ed, seemingly wearing nothing at all, has his knees tucked up under Stede’s and one hand laid over his arm. He is grinning happily, equally flushed, and staring at Stede’s face with loving eyes. His beard, though still rather short, has begun to take shape and Stede is clean shaven. 3. Chest up of Stede big-spooning a sleeping Ed in their bed, the state of their facial hair the same as #2. They are both under the covers, Ed shirtless and Stede in a nightgown, Ed’s hair and arms strewn comfortably over the right side of the bed. Stede has his face pressed closely to Ed’s neck and is smiling contentedly, squeezing a handful of Ed’s tit with his free hand. Text above him reads “titty grab” with a few hearts. 4. Full body of Lucius reclining on some supply bags with Pete laying against his side, head and right hand on Lucius’s chest. They are both dressed down, sans jacket vest and belt, but clothed. Lucius’s right arm is around Pete’s shoulder and Pete’s left arm is sneaking up to hold Lucius’s right over his stomach. Their legs are tangled together comfortably and Lucius is placing a kiss on Pete’s head. Pete, eyes closed in bliss, smiles. 5. Waist up of Ed and Stede laying facing each other in bed, both shirtless with the covers pulled up over them. Stede is asleep, eyes closed and lips slightly parted, his left arm draped over Ed’s waist and the other trapped beneath the pillow, hand laid just behind Ed’s head as if he had fallen asleep petting his hair. Ed is still awake and flushed with love, right arm laid over Stede’s to drape over his back, left arm squished in the negligible space between them as he extends his fingers slightly to nudge Stede’s chin. Ed is so close to Stede that their noses are overlapping and staring at him with heartbreaking tenderness and love, the tiniest and most content of smiles gracing his mouth. 6. Full body of Oluwande and Jim standing together fully clothed and kissing. Jim has their arms thrown around his neck, hands in fists, and is smiling into the kiss despite themselves. Olu is leaning hard into the contact, flushed and always a bit surprised, arms loosely fitted around Jim’s waist. /end ID]

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Saw this post and thought of Them. (drawn before s2 premiere lol)

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ID: Full body of Black Pete sitting on an overturned crate, arms gesturing to one side as if in the middle of speaking. Lucius is laying on his stomach on the floor nearby, hands propped on his chin and feet kicking behind him as he gazes lustfully at Pete with a smile and a floating heart by his head. Pete pauses and looks over at him as Lucius says, in the form of a screenshotted tumblr post from hatesuneenjoyer, "Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt your infodump, but do you mind if I suck you off while you talk? I think you really deserve it. :)" /end ID

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leitmotifs never get old to me like holy shit dude there’s this melody that corresponds to this one guy and if you hear the melody it means the guy is there. holy shit. and sometimes it refers to ideas too not just guys. has anyone heard about this

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ADMIRAL CHRISTOPHER PIKE (c. Late 2270s – ?) ADMIRAL JAMES T. KIRK (c. 2285)

STRANGE NEW WORLDS | THE WRATH OF KHAN

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Love Lies Bleeding (2024)

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AN-TI-BO-DIES

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the first complaynts are coming in: jess thinks my rimes are but a sin. she canot see the meme’s apeel. the bredlik love she does not feel.

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25-35 is such a weird fucking age because you’re 100% a bread-and-butter Standard Edition Millennial but the cool teens are like “ok boomer” because you have a Real Job but the actual Boomers at your job are like “I’m not going to listen to a literal fucking child” as they download 16 self-replicating viruses and meanwhile the Gen Xers are telling you to refinance a mortgage for a house you don’t have and you’re sitting there at the Adults Table with the pretty tasty casserole you cooked because you’ve finally figured out how to do that now but everyone is eating the Boomer’s store-bought macaroni instead and admittedly they do sort of taste similar so it probably wasn’t worth all the trouble of cooking from scratch and you’re trying to comfort the freshly-graduated sobbing 22-year-old next to you because she just woke up here and doesn’t know where she is but you have like maybe 5k dollars in a savings account labelled RETIREMENT that grows approx. twelve cents a year and you keep eating dry macaroni while smiling incomprehensibly and periodically blacking out like ??????????

#I was 26 when op made this post #30 now and can confirm shit still feels like this