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#that birds eye view shot of kraken ed???
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bitches say they’re fine but then bitches watch the last 2 minutes and 42 seconds of episode ten of hit show our flag means death where 1970’s folk rock song “miles from nowhere” by cat stevens is playing over the ending montage and then bitches realize that they are solidly Not Fine.
#it’s me i’m bitches.#there’s just SO MUCH going on in those three minutes and all of it destroys me!!!!!#stede leaving on his own with nothing but a dinghy and the clothes he has on but perfectly content because he’s going out to find ed again??#“to stede bonnet… now free. long may he roam.” ?????#fang and ed and izzy standing all threatening together and izzy literally pointing a gun at frenchie??#FRENCHIE RAISING THE. THE FUCKING FLAG AHSJSKTJDJAJSJASJAJSKSKSK?!!!!!!!!?????!!!!!#THE LINGERING SHOT OF THE FLAG!!!#that birds eye view shot of kraken ed???#seeing that jim is being held hostage??#ED CRYING OVER THE LIGHTHOUSE PAINTING??????? AS IT SHOWS STEDE’S EMPTY ROOM???? WITH LITERALLY ONLY THE PAINTING LEFT THERE?????#AND THE FACT THAT ED IS CURLED UP WHERE STEDE’S BED USED TO BE!!!#and the sound of ed’s sobs being the first thing we’ve really heard over the music since the sound of stede rowing out to the ocean !#well and then there’s the whole island scene but i’m choosing to ignore that until!! olu’s little “oh fuck me” as he looks out and!!#sees stede!!#most of the sound cutting out as we see- through olu’s telescope- stede standing up and holding his arm out to them??!!!#BEING THEIR LIGHTHOUSE???!!!!!!#and then the music cutting back in with the “i love everything” part of the song right as the credits start rolling!!!!!#it all!!!!! makes me so insane!!!!!!!!!!!!!#anyways it’s fine i’m fine i’m normal this is fine#our flag means death#ofmd#eli.posts
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This Is New
Prompt: Write something about a Edward reader fluff stuff if u can
Warnings: Slight violence, swearing, ending in fluff
A/N: 350 FOLLOWERS!!! Thank you so much! This is an old fic that I actually really like—I can’t let the celebration go without at least something lmao. Hope you guys enjoy it! :)
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The sun spilt orange hues over the cloud spotted sky. What a contrast to the motives of your plan.
"This is gonna be hard, you know," you said to Edward as you climbed the stairs to the helm.
"This is new, yes, but there is nothing the two of us can't do!" You rolled your eyes teasingly. "Don't worry, lass; the documents will be ours very soon. In the meantime, tell us what you can see with a bird's eye view."
Your eyes followed his gaze up to the Crow's Nest. "Will do." With a light jog, you headed towards the lift, calmly snapping the rope and rushing up to the top of the mast. The adrenaline had started flowing. You scaled the last few bits to the top and looked back down to Edward, giving him a small wave.
You preferred it up here; the scenery really was beautiful. You should remember to bring your sketchbook next time. "Be ready, lads!" Edward called, and you looked to the fort, which seemed impenetrable.
Oh well, let's see what happens.
[#^•^#]
"Brace!"
"Shit!" You once again fell backwards, but this time slid through the railing of the nest, and you were now clinging on for dear life at an awkward angle. There were no footholds or anything you could steady yourself with. "Fuck!" You swore again, trying to lift yourself onto the platform. It was too twisted to reach for anything.
"Y/N!" That was Edward's voice.
"Yeah?" You called down, adjusting your sweaty grip.
"I'm coming! Hold on!"
"Well, I haven't got anything better to do." That last part was whispered under your breath. To your relief, Edward came relatively quickly.
"Here." His hand locked onto your wrist and as you let go he pulled you up. He was holding onto a length of rope to prevent himself from falling as he held onto you tightly. "Are you okay?"
You glanced at the blisters beginning to form on your hands. "Perfect." You smiled. "Thank you." You planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
Even though you've been lovers for a few short months, you still made him blush like a schoolboy.
A sudden rumble unsteadied you. "Dock the ship!" Edward demanded. "Let's go get those documents."
The damaged fort made for an easy entrance when following the rest of your crew through the rubble. The sight before you was utter chaos, with brawls and sword fights left, right, and centre. "There!" Edward pointed to a set of double doors around three stories up.
You followed him to a wall behind the mess. "It's way too high," you sighed, looking up at the daunting stone.
"'Too high' my arse," Edward scoffed. "Here." He firmly planted his feet and made his hands form a secure foothold for you.
"Thanks." You grasped his shoulders, placing your foot on his palms, and was about to pull yourself up when you locked eyes with his. His eyebrows squinted in a daring fashion. Without hesitation, you pecked his lips with a hidden smile. As you pulled apart, Edward smirked.
"What are you waiting for, lass?" His eyebrow cocked with subtle sass. You rolled your eyes jokingly and pulled yourself onto his shoulders. You still couldn't reach.
"You need to give me an extra boost!" You called. "Now!"
You never heard him break a sweat as he gave you momentum to leap the small distance to grasp the slightly slippery stone. Pulling yourself over the ledge, you turned around to reach for Edward's hand.
He backed up a few paces, before launching towards the wall at a lightning fast pace. You grasped each other's wrists tightly as he came thundering up the stone rather supernaturally.
Whilst you were in the process of pulling him up, you spotted a soldier heading right towards the two of you– and you stuck on your stomach with Edward around three meters off the floor (he was very skilled in wall running) was not the preferred position to be in.
"Look out!" You both yelled at each other. As if you were gazing into a mirror, you took out flintlocks and shot at the opposing threats. It was only after you took notice of both your guns pointing behind each other that you began to laugh.
You looked behind you. "My hero," you grinned, hinting at sarcasm.
"Just pull me up before my arm falls off!"
You did as you were told with ease, only hindered with slight difficulty; you and Edward were as strong as each other. "Great," you huffed. "Time for the easy part."
Edward followed you up the walls to the floor with your destination. You gestured Edward to freeze his movement whilst you peered over the top. Strangely, there was no movement outside. "Come on," you whispered, hoisting yourself up.
Edward grasped for your robes as he clambered up after you. "I don't like this, Y/N," he breathed.
"We have no choice. We'll take it as it comes, alright?" You didn't give him a chance to reply as you unsheathed your sword and headed to the door. Edward huffed in slight irritation at your eagerness, but followed nevertheless. It just didn't sit right with him.
You took a deep breath, and when Edward readied himself, you kicked open the doors, sword in your hand and a gun in Edward's. you sliced through the first man to aggressively approach. Edward mowed down everyone except for the commanding officer– the one you needed.
"Hello, mate," Edward chirped, voice laced with a sarcastic undertone. "We've come to collect something of ours." His flintlock twirled around his fingers expertly. The officer calmly raised his hands. This made Edward uneasy, but he made a good job of hiding it.
"Please, help yourself. I only ask for one thing in return."
"I'm not giving you anything," Edward sneered.
"Are you sure I can't... change your mind?"
Arms came at you from behind. One came around your neck while the other clutched at your free arm, holding it behind you. Your sword clattered to the floor. "Shite," you whispered.
Edward swung around and pointed his gun at your captor. "Let her go." His glare sent chills down your spine, and he wasn't even looking at you. You could feel muscles tense behind you; it made a smile crack at the corners of your lips.
The officer pulled out his own flintlock, aiming it at Edward. Every time you tried  to struggle, your choke hold tightened. Edward pulled another gun out of his holster, holding one at each head. "What do you want?"
"I want the map to the observatory."
"What are you talking about?" He lied. "I don't have a map to an observatory."
"I think we both know that's not quite true." He clicked his fingers, and the man holding you pulled out a blade and held it to your chest. "Be a good man and put down the guns."
Edward slowly bent down and dropped the firearms to his feet, holding his hands up as he straightened. The officer gestured at the guns, and Edward reluctantly kicked them aside. "Now, what does our new helper look like?" He was circled by this new threat. The officer stopped behind him, and Edward could feel his hand clutch the fabric on the back of his head.
He leapt into action the minute his cowl slipped over his face. His elbow connected with the jaw behind him, using his other hand to sharpen the blow with force.
That was when you took your chance and stomped on your restrainer's foot, distracting him from your head butt. You disarmed him easily from then on and threw him to the ground.
"Y/N! We need to leave!" Edward had picked up his flintlocks and holstered them, ushering you out the door.
"But the documents!" You pleaded.
"Forget the documents! We need to go!" He pulled you by the arm into the light of the setting sun.
"After them!" You didn't stop to look around as you and Edward headed towards the ledge and leaped, limbs flailing more than gracefully through the air. An explosion went off behind you, and Edward came to shield you protectively, holding you close. You braced yourself for the landing and it wasn't a disappointment, but Edward's arms immediately detached from you.
The few moments under the water were too calm, not to mention freezing cold. It took a few seconds to get to the surface, and you gratefully inhaled the oxygen once you got to the top.
You looked across the water, searching for Edward. "Ed!" The lack of fabric over your head was a relief; it would have made you colder.
You waited...
And waited...
And waited...
He shot up from behind you, sputtering out any water. "Are you okay?!" You asked worriedly.
"I'm fine." you swum the both of you against the slippery cliff, clutching at any handholds.
"Are you sure?"
"Fire in the hole!" Debris exploded over the ledge and Edward brought his body over yours– one arm around your waist whilst the other held onto a spare hold above you. You both closed your eyes at the inevitable splash that sent chills down both of your spines.
"I'm pretty sure a trickle just went down my neck," you laughed. Edward kissed you behind the ear in response.
"I'm glad you're alright," he turned your head slightly and moved his own to align in front of yours.
"I love you," he muttered, free hand cupping your cheek.
"I love you too." Your forehead and noses touched, and you would have loved to stay in that moment forever, if it weren't for your compromising position.
"There!" Edward pulled you under the water, completely depending on his reflexes. He gestured you to follow. When you couldn't expel any more time underwater, you tugged at Edward's foot and pointed upwards, quietly moving to the surface.
You luckily arose in front of the Jackdaw, where Adéwale was waiting for you, a rope hanging off the side. You wrapped one arm around Edward and the other around the rope while the rest of the crew pulled you both up.
The moment you got on deck you collapsed with exhaustion. "Son. Of. A. Kraken," you sighed.
Edward fell next to you. "That didn't work out as well as I imagined."
You rolled on top of him and hugged him tightly. "No, but if you're good, these next few hours might be."
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