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by the way i am fully aware of the ship that’s sometimes tattooed on ed’s chest but i dont draw it ever because it spoils my view. lmao can anyone else relate to this

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I know you have a little life in you yet

May I offer you some beautiful, chubby Mer!Stede in these trying times

#ahem ahem

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somebody remind me to post that ed sketch later

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you guysssss you didn’t remind me and i forgot!!

um. kraken ed??? kraken ed tummy idea??? yeah…..

somebody remind me to post that ed sketch later

#vin’s belly art

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somebody remind me to post that ed sketch later

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For the first time in his life, Ed could really and truly relax. Stede made their home feel safe, and Ed enjoyed building it with him. In the past, Ed had never allowed himself to be surrounded by comforts, save for his brief time with Stede on the Revenge before the abandonment and the darkest time in Ed's life. But now their home was filled with nothing but comforts. Plush rugs you could sink your toes into, squishy throw pillows, soft sheets, soft clothing, and silly romance novels Ed enjoyed reading in his free time.

Their home was also filled with food. With the bit of treasure they'd taken from the ship, going to the market to buy food was no big deal. Ed was also improving at fishing, and brought home dinner himself many nights. Stede would go to the bakery almost every day, and return with freshly baked treats for them both. And at night, Ed slept like a baby, under a soft heavy blanket and with Stede spooning him.

There was a change that happened slowly. Slowly enough that Ed didn't notice it until it suddenly hit him all at once. He was getting pudgy. One morning he was getting dressed, and his favorite plum-colored pants bit into his tummy something awful when he got them buttoned up. He went to look at himself in profile in the mirror, and his eyes bulged at the sight. A chubby belly was muffining over the waistband, like dough trying to escape from a too-small bowl.

For the first time in months, Ed panicked.

He knew he was over-reacting, which just made it worse. He crawled into the bed, pulled the blankets up over his head, and got into the fetal position. He didn't undo the pants at all, and felt how mercilessly they pressed into his soft belly, a constant, tight reminder of what he did to himself.

Fat greedy pig. He didn't deserve 3 meals a day. He didn't know why Stede thought he did. 3 meals a day were for rich people, good people, and all the types of people he was not. He should consider himself lucky to get hardtack and dried meat once a day.

He had stopped having nightmares about his time in Hornigold's ship years and years ago. He laughed it off now, those old days back when he and Jack were paying their dues. But maybe his recent purgatorial encounter with him unlocked some old memories. Ben in his head tried to feed him soup. Hornigold from his past screamed at anyone who vocalized hunger pains, and reminded them all that they were unworthy rats who were lucky they didn't get crumbs from the floor. And if he was only verbally abusive that day, that was a good day. Often times he'd get the cat-o-nine tails and make a show. He was completely sadistic. Ed managed to avoid the worst of it. He was still alive, after all. He was already used to being hungry. His father drank away money that should've gone to feeding him. And he was quick and smart and light on his feet. He kept his head down. And he was just an unworthy dog.

An unworthy dog who was now eating like a king, with snacks between meals, multiple pastries a day, and growing fat off it. He suddenly felt nauseous, and curled up around himself tighter.

"Darling?" Stede called, entering their bedroom. "Edward, are you still asleep? There's a chili festival in town today, remember?"

He walked over to the lump on the bed, and noticed it was shivering. He slowly pulled down the blanket and found Ed tear-stained and red in the face.

"Edward!" Stede cried out, horrified. "Are you alright? Did you have a nightmare? What can I do?"

"I'm sorry," Ed sniffled. "I'm fat."

"You're not fat."

"I'm getting fat. I have to stop this, I have to lose it--"

"Why?" Stede asked gently.

Ed opened his mouth, and then closed it again, realizing any words about to come out of his mouth were straight from Hornigold, and he didn't want to repeat the awful things that man said.

"Don't deserve it," he whispered eventually.

"Can I touch you, dear?" Stede asked softly.

Ed nodded, and Stede put his hand on Ed's shoulder and rubbed it gently. "Of course you deserve it, love. You've lead such a tough life. You deserve lots of good food and to put on a bit of happy weight more than me, that's for sure."

Ed's eyes flicked to Stede's belly, which was, in fairness, basically right next to his face. It rested ever so slightly in his lap. Stede was so warm and soft, so him gaining a bit of retirement weight made sense. Stede had been slightly pudgier when they met than he was when they reunited, so it felt right to see him fill out again. He liked it on Stede. But for himself?

"I'm being greedy," Ed said. "And I don't deserve it. I'm just being a fucking pig--"

"Ed, please," Stede pleaded gently. "What brought this all on?"

"You're gonna think I'm stupid... but I just noticed..."

"I don't think you're stupid. I only really noticed it recently too. My pants are starting to fight with me," Stede said, laughing it off. "It happened slowly. We see each other and ourselves every day. It makes sense that we both missed it until it suddenly clicked."

Ed nodded. "And... I was thinking about... Hornigold... the old days. He never fed us enough. Izzy used to scoff at any sort of sweet purchase. He said it was impulsive and wasteful and that money could be better spent on actual food. And he was right--"

"Look, keeping the crew fed with proper food is important, but dessert is important to. It keeps the crew happy. It makes you happy. And you're not the kind of person to spend all your money on cake and leave nothing for meat and bread and such. I'm sure whatever you wanted was more than reasonable, and Izzy was just being... Izzy-like," Stede said.

Ed didn't respond to that. He let out a small sigh as he felt his body come down from its sudden panic.

"Do you think I'm ugly?"

"What? No! I could never think you're ugly, Ed. Do... do you think I'm ugly now that I've... put on a few?" Stede said, his bravado and confidence turning to anxiety and shame shockingly quickly.

"No," Ed replied, reaching out and putting a hand on Stede's thigh. "I like it. You look soft and happy. Like you're s'posed to be. It's nice to cuddle and squish and... I just like it on you."

"Well, I like it on you. You look safe, and happy, and relaxed. I noticed that whenever you eat a pastry, you do this cute little wiggle in your hips, and you look so happy. I like how it's visible proof that you're safe. That you can be soft, and you never have to worry about being hard again. And... it's very pretty, dear. It suits you very well."

Ed sat up and leaned his head on Stede's shoulder.

"Thank you."

"You're precious, and you deserve to eat whatever you want. And I'm your boyfriend who deserves to spoil you rotten. And if you get a little pudgy, that's ok, great even, if it means you're happy."

"Even if... I keep getting chubbier?"

"You can get as chubby as you want, Ed. I will love you just the same."

Ed put his arms around Stede, and Stede hugged him back.

Stede would never lie to him. Ed knew this from experience, and Stede had even said so explicitly multiple times. Which meant it really was alright that he was growing soft, and might keep growing softer, and that he wasn't a greedy pig for eating 3 square meals plus snacks and dessert, and that he wasn't an unworthy rat who deserved to starve.

Stede and Ed had exchanged a lot of stories of their childhoods and youths by this point, a lot of which were usually responded to with: "That's absolutely awful, you didn't deserve any of that." Ed was absolutely sure, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Stede didn't deserve the torture he was put through as a child by the hands of his fellow students. He didn't deserve a cold, unloving father, who called him a soft and weak spoiled brat. He didn't deserve any of that.

So Ed didn't deserve to have a father who drank and screamed and threw things and hit. He didn't deserve to spend years toiling away for Hornigold, with Jack as his only point of comfort. He didn't deserve the way Izzy treated him, as if his interests were stupid and he wasn't tough enough to keep being Blackbeard.

Ed deserves this. Ed deserves happiness.

"Let's get up," Ed said softly. "We need to eat breakfast. And maybe hit the tailor's before going to the chili festival," he said with a chuckle.

Stede chuckled with him. "Sounds like a perfect day."

#aw 🥺

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a grabbable waist without a squishy belly is like a pizza without cheese or sauce or dough

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🎶✨

Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

sometimes i put on a randomised mix of music from the algorithm to write to because if i feel neutral towards the song it won’t be distracting but it’ll help fill in the background. i don’t have any specific song i’ve been listening to a lot to write to lately at all, except my own customised mix of boat and sea and storm sounds on a background noise app i have.

there is some music i tend to listen to while i write, and that’s just gy!be.

it’s more than this but this is just the closest playlist i could find. i usually just shuffle the artist though, skipping if needed. music with too many lyrics can make it hard to write words.

Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

dude i’m so bad at this. i hate giving myself compliments lol. people describe my writing as in character or my character voices as good a lot but i don’t necessarily agree. um…. i do not know what else to say 😭 i’m sorry

#asks

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i’m sorry i’m so boring haha 😭

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⛔ & ❌

Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

sort of! i perpetually have DOZENS of “WIPs i will probably never finish”. if anyone wants to see some of those i can maybe show some.

my bakery AU is certainly one such instance. i have a lot of old tummy fic wips i never finished. i don’t always consider them scrapped…

i have SO MANY OF THEM that i cannot think of just one to talk about if that was of any interest BUT IF SOMEONE REMINDS ME LATER I CAN MAKE A LIST!!

What's a trope you will never write?

very hard to say! nothing really comes to mind. there’s tropes (and kinks) i probably wouldn’t write but may not necessarily know until i see them specifically crop up, you know? i don’t have many moral objections to much fiction, though i certainly have limits i probably just can’t think of. haha.

i’ll never write a high school AU, that’s a personal preference, i’ve never enjoyed them and i very much doubt i ever will, lol.

there’s a lot of corny fic tropes that i do actually like though, haha… and this is kinda not exactly related but a lot of kinks i would be willing to write about that i don’t necessarily talk much about on this account… nothing SUPER interesting, i doubt, but yeah.

thank you for asking 🥺🥺

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Do you have any WIP sketch of Izzy?

good question lol i needed to go and check. there are more than this but i’m embarrassed to show them bc they’re not very good haha.

the fairy one isn’t strictly relevant to this blog. also, i found these while i was looking:

uh i genuinely like both versions lol

I FOUND THIS IN MY DRAFTS??? what the fuck? lol BRO HOW LONG AS THIS BEEN THERE. i think it was cause… given they’re incomplete some of them aren’t any good. you know?

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i really need to get back into the habit of describing the food i’m talking about but the problem is that i have very basic autistic tastes in food and it’s hard to write the characters eating stuff that i wouldn’t eat, and then i get repetitive, and i start to cringe at my own writing because i’m a creature of shame… but it’s not gonna hurt me or anyone else to describe things slightly less vaguely.

story: he ate an entire pizza

me: what was the pizza, what was the texture, was it crisp, was it oily, what were the toppings, was it pulled out of an industrial oven or did it smell of woodsmoke and fresh herbs? did he fold the slices and eat them with one hand or cradle each piece in both hands as delicate threads of mozzarella stuck to his chin?

story: then he ate a second pizza

me: what about first pizza? what about first pizza?? was first pizza truly so forgettable?? i don't even know what these pizzas look like. are they thick-crusted and sparse, weighted down with ingredients, or light and already losing sauce and cheese to his careless fingers? i imagine you smell of thyme, second pizza, i gift you with peccorino, marinara, and thickly cut mushrooms. your crust looks bruised, a little charred, but you are warm and soft and he eats you slowly. he wants you to last because you are his favourite.

story: then he ate a third pizza

me: maybe he's not eating pizza at all? maybe he just ate three cardboard boxes with the word pizza written on them.

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Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

🍷 Do you drink and write?

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

💖 What made you start writing?

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

📈 How many fics do you have?

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

💞 Who's your comfort character?

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

📚 Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

💥 How do you feel about criticism?

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

#reblogged this to my other acc too but if you guys wanted to send me any of these on this one i could do it here too #and probably go into more detail haha

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that fairly recent fic on ao3 has this on my mind: kraken ed got cocaine skinny and he feels out of place so devoid of softness and wants to gain weight

“​wg as an expression of love and recovery and happiness” trope my UTTER beloved

#cw drugs

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idk how to fucking use twitter lol and i’m terrified of mentioning character names because i don’t want normal people to see and be disgusted by my weird kink artwork but also i have no idea how else to build a following on twitter. anyway,

uncensored version, i guess.

happy big dick saturday or something

sad news everyone, tumblr noticed stede's massive cock. i have no clue where to post the uncensored version. does anyone want that lol?

anyway i would love to say i can explain but uh. i can't. so.

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it’s an exaggeration on my part but i find his light dusting of freckles so hot lol. or, cute, but i tend to think cuteness is hot. i’m looking at rhys’s shoulders and above and below his tits and thinking damn… freckle… stede probably has those…

side note i love this man’s bright pink nipples lol

need and love stede having body/shoulder freckles always lol

Same! Somehow I hadn't considered it before I saw that image earlier, and now I can't image him without them!

#idk if receiving an ask from my main blog was confusing or not sorry #figured i’d clarify by providing additional context

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cmon guys i think i did a good job with this one

sad news everyone, tumblr noticed stede's massive cock. i have no clue where to post the uncensored version. does anyone want that lol?

anyway i would love to say i can explain but uh. i can't. so.