Turned that last artober into a full piece, calling it birds of a feather.

peanut polycule‼️

retired guys (relaxed, moisturized, in their lane, thriving, healing, in love, etc.)

[ID: a digital drawing in a medieval style, showing Ed and Stede sitting atop blue cushions in a pair of rocking chairs on their porch in front of a window with a flower box, holding hands. Ed is asleep, and Stede is looking at him fondly over his glasses. Ed’s wearing a purple floral-pattered robe, white socks, a pale purple shirt, and purple pants, and his hair is braided, tied with a magenta bow, and threaded with little white flowers. Stede is shirtless, wearing orangey-gold pants, white socks, and a teal robe with gold leafy trim. there are some love letter bottles and clusters of sea glass hanging behind them, in front of the yellow siding of their house. the drawing has a warm, orangey-pink tint to it that suggests it’s around sunset.]

❌ innkeepers

✅ shepherds

AU post-season 2 where Ed and stede become sheep dads. More thoughts about the idea under the cut from the group chat 💕

I know we're all sad so please enjoy some footage of Mignonne whispering "mlem mlem num num" to herself while she cleans her paws.

The wonderful Glass Octopus. Living at depths of around 3000 ft and only being about a foot long, these strange little creatures are rarely seen by scientists.

@mxmollusca

>>> Risk ineffable husbands, 7 pages

here's a little comic, it's not completely show!gomens compliant but its headcanons i enjoy

comic notes under cut :)

hi besties, all of these are up in my shop for all of your “crew of the revenge at pride” needs :)

Papa DO Preach

thinking about magnus and lucretia always

wait holy shit i just realized something

lucretia's bulwark staff performs abjuration magic, aka protection. matching with magnus's role as the protector

magnus's temporal chalice promises the ability to reverse mistakes. matching with lucretia's plan to undo the mistake of creating the relics/to temporarily erase the pain of the past via the voidfish

Image description: a digital comic of Lucretia and Magnus Burnsides from The Adventure Zone, wearing their IPRE robes. Lucretia is a Black human with very dark skin and a white afro, while Magnus is a human with dark brown skin, curly brown hair, and painted nails.

Lucretia, holding the Bulwark Staff, asks Magnus: "Yours is the only one that surprised me, you know. Why time?" and Magnus, holding the Temporal Chalice, replies: "Well, I'm no magic user like you guys... for a while I had no clue what to do. I don't care about controlling plants or transforming stuff or starting big fires."

Lucretia smiles as Magnus adds: "Don't tell Lup I said that. And Barry said — think about what you would want if you could have anything. And I thought... what if I could go back and fix this? Save everyone? The best way to help someone is making it so they were never hurt in the first place, right?"

Lucretia says: "Right," and Magnus continues: "And who knows, in the right hands these artifacts might even do some good."

"I sure hope so," Lucretia tells him, then asks: "So what are you calling it?" Magnus replies: "Time cup," and Lucretia says: "Absolutely not." End description.

28 - Stede and Edward

manifesting some future tea date mornings.

he's like a cat

Febuwhump: Lost voice

Ed's throat hurt. It was such a silly, little thing compared to his aching shoulder and over-tired muscles. But it was bugging him. He'd done too much shouting in the last day, inhaled too much smoke.

Swallowing hurt. Talking hurt. Not that he'd been doing much talking with Stede off helping (or possibly hindering, Ed thought fondly) the shipwrights and the crew on shore leave.

It was fine. He napped. He tried to read some poetry even though his heart wasn't in it - mostly he felt snappish at John Donne for going on and on. In general he felt snappish and sore. Swallowing hurt and it bugged him.

Ed allowed himself a pout. "Please shut up," he whispered to the book of poems. Then he put his good arm over his eyes to block out the light.

This mood was normal, Ed knew. This was the come down after a day of pushing himself. His body and mind were cashing all their checks at once. Normal. Fine. Okay.

"How are you doing, love?" Stede appeared in the doorway, making Ed jump a little. He'd had sawdust in his hair earlier but now it looked like he'd been sanding something. He was covered in fine wood powder. He grinned in response to the look Ed threw him. "They're letting me help."

"I can see that," Ed tried to say. But his voice cut out halfway through and he trailed off with a cough.

"Oh, love," Stede sighed. "Can I get you some tea? I was going to come help with your bandage but maybe some tea first."

"Yeah," Ed whispered, nodding, feeling absurdely, overwhelmingly comforted by the offer. "Don't get too much wood dust in it," he managed to add.

Stede laughed. "I'll certainly do my best. Then how about I come keep you company for a while?"

your typical "running away and being pinned against the wall" kiss scene

To build a home. A little gif I made and never finished - Stede and crew capturing a tiny, old ship and slowly rebuilding (until they meet again) Main blog | Prints/portfolio/insta etc!