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pookiestheone · 6 months
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Doug Edwards
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cyarsk5230 · 5 months
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blackloveeeee
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JAZZ FORSTER & DOUG EDWARDS Grown-ish ⥽ 2x02, "Nothing Was The Same"
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panneshirley · 2 years
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our flag means death + the five love languages
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appleteeth · 1 year
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Screencaps that made me laugh x OFMD (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) 6
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itswhatyougive · 4 months
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Threatening Your Ex's New Boyfriend
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i can now release the piece i did for the @theartoffxckeryzine! such a pleasure to work on! 
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whatthefoucault · 2 years
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Ok no but hear me out, because what if, before Stede and the gang make it back to Ed and them on the ship to get the band back together, Ed finds out that in the intervening, like, couple of days, Stede “died” in the most absurdly dramatic way possible, and just sort of finds his way on sadness-autopilot to the Bonnet home, looking for, what, closure? Just to be where this man he loved so much came from and maybe, in some disjointed and incomplete way feel near him again, despite everything? And Mary’s there, clutching a sharp object behind her back and she’s like oh no a vaguely threatening crime man what are you doing here wait why are you crying and Ed’s like, I was... a friend of Stede’s, I think, and Mary’s stance softens, and she lets him in and makes a cup of tea.
And she explains as po-faced as one can “exactly” what happened, and they sit there awkwardly in the Bonnet front room, not having much to say to each other, and Ed takes in their surroundings, unchanged enough presumably from when Stede lived there to be both a visceral reminder of all of the wonderful things he was, and also a fierce indicator of why he chose to leave.
“Nice house,” he tells her, trying to remember the rules of small talk. “Did you... paint that?”
He points at a large canvas that now hangs over the sideboard of what looks to be a very detailed close-up of some flowers.
“I did, actually,” she says. “A couple of weeks ago. It’s - ”
“A lily,” Ed suggests.
“A vagina,” Mary says, at the same time.
and Ed nods, unsure how to follow on from that. Mary gives him an apologetic smile.
“So I guess you two were close friends?”
“I think so,” Ed tells her cautiously, not about to bare his entire soul and the deep, devastating love he holds for Stede to the man’s widow, for fuck’s sake.
“Well, he’s in a better place now,” Mary assures him. “He’s free.”
And with that, the tears are back, and despite himself Ed’s shaking and ugly-sobbing, and Mary begins to reach a hand out to give him a pat on the shoulder, but thinks better of it and just offers him a hankie instead.
And Ed’s emotions are catching up with his brain, but now his thoughts are too fast and too all at once to word them properly, but he’s trying anyway despite himself. “We were - I was going to - and then he, I thought, but - but then - ” he manages between sobs.
And Mary is given pause. Wait a minute, she thinks, as it slowly dawns on her. Why would it mean this much to this guy, unless
“Sorry, what did you say your name was?”
“Uhh, it’s Ed?”
And she lights up. He isn’t exactly who she would have expected, all goth and intimidating and stuff, but she also doesn’t know what she did expect. But on the other hand, if this is Stede’s Ed, then
“You’re Ed? Shit, what are you doing here? Stede’s going to be looking for you.”
Which makes no sense to Ed now, because “But Stede’s - you mean he’s a ghost?”
And she leans in with a conspiratorial smile. “Okay look, I obviously couldn’t tell just any old friend, but you’re Ed. It was, what did he call it? A fuckery?”
And Ed understands, he thinks, hopeful. “You mean... he’s...”
And Mary laughs. “No, he’s fine,” she tells him. “Staged the whole thing. It was brilliant! He’s gonna be out there looking for you right now.”
And Ed’s whole body melts with relief, pooling in the deep cushions of the velvet settee. There are too many emotions rattling through his body at once. edwardteach.exe has stopped working
“He's? Wait, how do you - no, doesn’t matter. No, yes it does. You've heard of me?”
And Mary’s like, “I know my ex-husband loves you very much.”
And Ed’s like
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But wait, she’s cool with him just fucking off with another fellow, he thinks? And she explains that their marriage sucked and she’s fucking thriving and she’s genuinely happy he’s happy.
And after a few more biscuits, now that the mood has lightened considerably, she sends Ed on his merry way to go smooch her ex-husband probably. They’ve still got some shit to talk through together, and he’s going to hug that stupid brilliant man SO HARD and he’s still not sure what his emotions are doing, and he doesn’t know where he’s going, but he’s, like, so gay for Stede right now oh my god that absolute fucking human treasure ughhhhhhhhhh FEELINGS
And Doug comes in a few minutes later looking Terribly Concerned, as Mary’s brushing biscuit crumbs off the coffee table, and he’s like “Mary, are you ok? I saw a vaguely threatening man leave just now. He looked just like Blackbeard???”
And Mary’s like he
WHAT
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cottoncandiescupcakes · 5 months
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Doug: I baked you a quiche lorraine dear
Ed: Slapped some jam on a tray bon appetitty
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ekezable · 2 years
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Stede invites Mary and Doug to his place❤️
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leatheryhoward · 5 months
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ER Rewatch: S02E05 Days Like This
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mikimeiko · 2 years
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I've seen this parallel a lot, and I mean, fair.
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But I feel like another very important one is this:
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(I mean, I know TECHNICALLY Doug is not talking about the lighthouse painting because Stede has it, but it's about... attitudes toward passions)
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pookiestheone · 2 years
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Doug Edwards
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anney-baker · 4 months
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Someone already noticed that on twt so it's not mine but
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Ed really made and brought a breakfast tray for Stede the same way Doug did for Mary
and I fully relate to both sides❤️
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ask-louis-bonnet · 1 month
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wow, Louis, your parents really did have that turbo divorce. how many parents do you even have rn?
i’m glad you asked, friend.
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it’s not that difficult to understand if you’re smart like me. i’ll draw a map.
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see, mom is in love with doug, and also evelyn, but i dunno whats happening with doug and evelyn. evelyn has a leopard and a son named melvin who is technically our brother now.
on the other side, stede-dad is in love with ed and is also friends with mom. stede and ed have a cat named wolf and a cowboy pirate. i dunno where he really fits but he visited once and he was really funny.
ed and stede also have a whole new section of family that i haven’t really “unlocked” yet because they wont tell me a lot about their adventures at sea because of all the violence (>:(), but they exist.
now a lot of people don’t know this but mom and stede had me and alma. alma has a cat named stede the 16th and i have two tarantulas.
and thats most of our family so far.
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it’s really not that complicated if you’re not stupid.
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blackbeardsheartbreak · 5 months
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Ed and Stede have been working on their little “inn” for awhile. It’s coming together slowly. Ed is really enjoying their adventures in carpentry but his favorite time of day is after dinner when they can just be together.
Tonight they built a fire on the beach. Stede is sitting with his back against a log and Ed is lying with his head in Stede’s lap. Ed is gazing up at Stede who is looking into the fire while mindlessly playing with Ed’s hair.
Ed sees that Stede has just had an idea. Ed loves watching this man dream up new adventures for them.
“Should we take a little trip? Maybe we should visit the kids and Mary and Doug.”
Ed freezes. A tsunami of emotion is welling in his chest. He takes a deep breath and turns to face the fire. He’s frantically bottling and boxing up the inadequacy and jealousy and hurt. He hopes Stede hasn’t noticed. Has Stede noticed? Ed glances up. Stede’s still staring into the fire. How long has it been, seconds, minutes, hours. Breathe.
“Sure, babe. I’d love to meet your kids.” That sounded normal right?
The next few days pass in a blur. Ed hardly sleeps or eats or sits still. He just keeps finding more things to work on late into the night. Does Stede even know what this is doing to him?
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Ed can barely think over the roaring in his head as they approach Mary’s house. He wants to bolt as Stede knocks on the door. Someone is ushering them in the house. Mary? What does she mean Stede can’t be seen here because he’s dead?
Inside is chaos. Kids come running and Stede is giving them gifts. Doug, presumably, is shaking Stede’s hand and smiling widely. Ed’s standing with his back against the front door like he just wants to melt through it and disappear.
“You must be Ed.”
Ed blinks back tears he didn’t even know were there and forces his eyes away from Stede.
Mary. Mary is beaming at him.
Stede told her about him?
“Come on, Ed, let’s get a drink.”
Mary takes Ed by the arm and leads him to another room. She pours them each a brandy and sits next to Ed on the sofa.
“So you’re the love of my ex-husband’s life?”
Ed studies Mary’s face. Is she laughing at him? No. She’s not. She’s genuinely thrilled to meet Ed.
‘The love of her ex-husband’s life’
Ed puts his head down and lets his hair hide his face. Warmth spreads through his chest. All the doubt and self-loathing that has been beating down on him since Stede suggested this trip is quickly evaporating. He takes a shaky deep breath. And another. He’s trying desperately to hold in everything that’s threatening to burst out.
When did Mary stand up? Ed’s suddenly aware that she’s standing behind the sofa. He feels her hand firmly on his back and hears her say softly, “Oh, sweetie, he LOVES you. Come on out and meet the kids when you’re ready.”
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Ed doesn’t know when he fell asleep. It takes him a few moments to remember where he is. Mary’s house. He slowly opens his eyes and looks around. It must be late. It’s quiet. He fell asleep to the sound of children playing but all he hears now is low conversation in the other room. He realizes that he’s ravenous, having barely eaten in days. He stretches his knee and starts walking toward the other room.
Ed stops outside the room and listens to Stede telling Mary and Doug about their inn. How does Stede make everything sound like a romantic adventure? If Ed wasn’t starving he could stand here forever.
As Ed walks into the dining room Stede jumps up and ushers Ed to a seat. “You slept through dinner, but I made you a few sandwiches with the leftovers.” Ed gratefully takes a huge bite and a swig of the drink Stede hands him.
Ed tries find words to apologize for being so awkward and missing dinner, but Stede immediately jumps in and continues the story he’s telling about finding dead animals under the floorboards, pulling Ed into the story and smoothing over any unease that Ed’s feeling.
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The next morning Ed wakes to an empty bed in a quiet house. He wanders out of the guest room and sees Mary sitting alone at the table. She offers him tea and toast.
“Thanks, Mary.” They both know he’s thanking her for more than breakfast.
They fall into easy conversation. Ed tells Mary how Stede turned Ned Lowe’s whole crew against him. Mary tells Ed how Stede faked his own death with a jungle cat, a carriage, and a piano.
They are laughing so hard they don’t hear Stede, Doug, and the kids come bursting into the house after a morning of treasure hunting.
The kids eagerly show off what they dug up. Ed recognizes the shells and sea glass that Stede had been collecting for the past week. Is that Stede’s handwriting on that map? When did he plan all that?
Ed’s gazing adoringly at Stede when he hears Mary. “Stede! You didn’t tell me Ed is Blackbeard!”
Stede looks at Ed in surprise.
Shit! What was Ed thinking? He was just telling stories and Mary’s pretty easy to talk to actually and it just came out.
Without looking away from Ed, Stede replies, “He’s my Edward. That’s all that matters.”
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A few days later they’re back on their own beach in front of a driftwood fire.
Ed’s thinking about Stede’s kids and how they are like two halves of Stede. Alma is a fucking lunatic and Louis is a sweet little gentleman. Alma wanted bloodier and scarier stories of piracy and Louis wanted to hear about lighthouse fuckeries and treasure hunting. Ed’s suddenly surprised at how protective he feels toward Stede’s children and how grateful he is that Mary and Doug are raising them.
“If you want … or need to … um … we can visit your kids more,” Ed offers. “Mary and Doug are great. Mary is … really wonderful.”
“She is, isn’t she?” Stede said. A week ago Ed would have spiraled hearing that admiration in Stede’s voice. “I knew you wouldn’t understand until you met her, darling.”
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aragarna · 2 months
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Ara rewatches E.R.: George Clooney as Dr. Doug Ross and Anthony Edwards as Dr. Mark Greene in E.R. (1x05)
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