Crying

Prompt: gentlehands "are you flirting with me" "have been for the past [x amount of time] but thanks for noticing ~ blackhannetandco

@blackhannetandco this one's for you!!! *fucks up immediately*

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"You have to remember to keep your back straight as you parry, or else you're risking losing your nose. Bonnet? Oh, for fuck's sake. Bonnet? Are you listening?"

Stede wasn't listening. It was decidedly hard to do, given that Izzy was shirtless, flexing his muscles before God and everybody.

Which, to be fair, that "everybody" was just Stede himself.

It's been several weeks since the two of them reconnected. Several weeks since Izzy started training Stede in combat in an old back room of an inn with a leaking roof, in the hopes that, if sufficiently prepared, he could at least survive the confrontation with Ed, or rather - Blackbeard. At least long enough to talk some sense into him.

If Stede wasn't already just a little bit nervous at the thought of seeing Ed again, the thought that the love of his life could actively want to kill him made him absolutely mortified.

And yet, at times, all of that seemed to pale in comparison with the feelings that have been raising in Stede's chest for a little while now. Nevermind that Izzy Hands was an incredibly talented swordsman, nevermind the way he looked in candlelight, his chest bare, eyes focused, forehead misted with sweat.

He was also, as much as it surprised Stede - a very decent guy to talk to. He had so many stories to tell, both from his youth, as well as from the time he spent pirating with Ed.

To be fair, Stede did have to pry words out of Izzy's mouth at the beginning, but when Hands saw that Stede's interest was genuine, he did start opening up, slowly but surely.

All of these factors combined amounted to Stede's confusing, no good, very weird time. He barely just realised he had feelings for Ed - what's all this, then? He couldn't help but imagine that after he reunited with Ed, they would live happily ever after with no hiccups at all. And this. This was a big hiccup.

And it wasn't even that he stopped loving Ed amidst all this, not even for a second. No siree, then he could at least have something to beat himself up for. No, these bizarre feelings he had for Izzy existed in tandem, as it were, not instead of his feelings for Ed, but rather next to them.

At least that's how Stede explained it to himself. It made sense in his head.

He couldn't help glancing at Izzy time and time again when the man wasn't looking his way, and looking away when their eyes met. He couldn't help the way his voice would sometimes get quiet, softer, when he was talking to Izzy. He couldn't help the warm feeling spreading all across his body whenever Izzy would touch him to help perfect his stance. Stede was just a man, up against something unfathomable.

"Huh? Um, yeah. I'm listening. Obviously." Stede said, convincing neither Izzy nor himself.

Izzy let out a long sigh.

"You know what? Let's wrap things up for today. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Make sure you're focused by then."

Stede nodded, and having put away his sword started making his way to his shoes that he abandoned in the corner of the room.

Izzy in the meantime snuffed out the candles, with only the moonlight seeping in through the window serving as a modest source of lighting.

Neither of them however accounted for the small puddle slowly but surely forming in the middle of the room, thanks to a sneaky little hole in the roof that's been there for years.

It was a moment. A blink of the eye.

Izzy was walking, until gravity took a hold of him.

Stede launched himself in the man's direction without thinking. Izzy has been helping him with sharpening his reflexes, and it's been working... rather splendidly.

There they were - Stede leaned over Izzy, strong arms of the Gentleman Pirate wrapped around his middle, Izzy's face turned towards the ceiling, one leg stuck midair.

They were stuck like that, simply staring at each other in shocked silence.

It was Stede that finally broke it off.

"Well..." he tried, slowly. "You know Izzy, if you wanted me to hold you that badly, all you had to do was say so. No need to risk injuring yourself."

Stede was weirdly proud of himself for getting that out as smoothly as he did. All the more chance he would be this suave and confident flirting with Ed, right?

Izzy scoffed in response, equally shocked as he was amused.

"Fuck off." he said, though there was no malice in his voice.

Stede quietly helped Izzy stand up. When the first mate's back was turned to him, he waited a beat and said:

"Bonnet?"

"Yes, Izzy?"

Izzy turned to face Stede, his eyebrow cocked.

"Did you just flirt with me?"

Stede couldn't help but chuckle.

"Have been trying to for a little while now. Thanks for noticing, though."

And with that Stede passed him and made for the door.

Izzy considered this. His head was spinning ever so slightly. This was going to become a problem.

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Right so first of all

Can you believe I waited over a year to answer this ask. It was sent to me... In June? Last year? In the meantime I dropped out of uni. Dear god. Sorry it took me so long 😭😅

Anyways, hope you like it!!!!!!!

First. || Second

Empire strikes back

Ah yes, finally I made the next part of this awful thing. I lost a lot of energy for it after i lost the work of several pannels and had to start from zero, but hey, here it is.... :]

A cute drunken confession request for a patron!

masterpost of anidala fic

Pure Fluff

wildflowers among orchids: Padme Amidala has the next five years of her life charted out and colored coded. That is, until she decides she wants a date to senior prom... [modern au]

a surprise of roses: The Naberrie twins have never met their father, but that's about to change after a letter arrives at their Grandmother's house on Naboo.

carriage ride: Padme Amidala shares a carriage ride with her footman, Anakin Skywalker

untitled: obi-wan introduces his coworker Padme to Anakin, thinking she'll bring some sense into the boy's life [modern au]

untitled: Padme asks Anakin to fix her laptop [modern au] | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

untitled: Padme, Anakin, and a gas station late at night [modern au]

Let's put the fun in dysfunctional (angst)

destiny and rot: Padme learns of her destiny at fourteen

gratefulness: Anakin and Padme get divorced. Years later, someone knocks on Anakin's door

Vaderdala

Garden Party: A pregnant Padme Clovis attends a garden party celebrating her and Clovis' (because it's definitely Clovis') baby.

stone and stars: A Padme lives fic in which Luke Skywalker, unaware of his birth mother's identity, meets and grows closer to rebel leader Padme Naberrie. Featuring vader chases, haunted mustafar castles, a dash of vaderdala for flavor, and arguments about who Vader's kid is just for the emotional spice.

moonlight: Vader watches Padme Amidala, courtier in the Sith Empire

then you are lost: Raised as a Sith Vader encounters Padme Amidala late at night.

untitled: the alliance learns of Padme's relationship to Vader | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Spooky Padme

rainy: An Imperial and his family move into the house of a former Naboo Queen and find it haunted

scarecrow: Padme decides to stay with Anakin after Mustafar

MORE TIPS ON FLIRTING TEMPTING (FROM CROWLEY)!

Well, what do you know...

You learn something useless new everyday!

-Bubbly, ROLL OUT!

"I want to know what happened in that ice shelter on Hoth" WORRY NOT for I, the god and preacher, know EXACTLY what happened

pre-reveal shenanigans my beloved

They’re so silly <333

Skymandolo + L1 requested by @capdjarin

There had to be a reason for sam to get so buffed up right ?

Do not repost or reproduce in anyway please and thank you

you take that back right now, ed