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@ptera-novaeangliae once again dished out the psychic damage and I’m honestly not okay with it

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Ouugh so i’m a bit in love with @ptera-novaeangliae’s beautiful fic Just The Beginning........

Had to do a fanart inspired by the latest chapter so far. Hope you enjoy!!!! ;0000;

Bonus:

CAUGHT!!!!

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hrgk . must draw burkskovsky . the worm in my brain is biting on my pathologic button ..

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dankovsky hours

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A bold statement

the fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27697793/chapters/69201063

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His next words came out as a hiss, leant low over the table.

“What’s that supposed to mean, Sticky?”

from this fic ⬇️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27697793/chapters/69002454

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pathologic dumps

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dankovsky: what a terrible village!

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Daniil let his head fall back against Artemy’s chest with a sigh. “Ridiculous. You are utterly ridiculous, Burakh,” he said, a smile tugging at his lips.

Artemy laughed and laid back himself. They stayed there a while, enjoying each other’s quiet company while the kids roamed the steppe, playing around the rocks a small ways off. Artemy used his free hand to gently card his fingers through Daniil’s hair.

Daniil leaned into the touch, as he often did, turning to look up at Artemy. The sun turned his eyes the color of rich caramel, and it always left Artemy breathless.

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gloves and garters

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“I threw up the first time I had to butcher a bull. Thought I never want to see blood and guts again. My father kept pushing me.” 

 - from Shedding Skin by Plaguedboar (https://archiveofourown.org/works/38140396) 

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you with the dark curls

you with the watercolour eyes

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that one meme about going to new places

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I think people are well aware Izzy is an "antagonist" in that he sometimes serves as an opposing force to the protagonist(s), mostly Stede

But "antagonist" does not mean "villain" and it certainly doesn't mean it's okay to harass and belittle people who like his character

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idk about y'all but every time izzy yells this is what i see

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au where Ed and Izzy are in a relationship for years now. Decades. Everything’s alright. Sure, it’s not the same as before. It’s more quiet, they have a routine, like the old couples they always hated when they were younger. But it’s alright. At least, that’s what Izzy thinks. Because one day he finds out that Ed has an affair with another man. He’s hurt, but he pretends he’s fine, pretends that he doesn’t know. After all, Ed’s still in his bed at the end of the day. He’s still his. But Izzy is curious, of what he looks like, of what they do, of how Ed looks at him, if he looks at him the same way he looks at Izzy. He’s curious of a thousand things, even though he’s not gonna do anything. It’s not like he can call the man or something, right? Except, one day, he runs into the guy. He doesn’t know it at first but the man talks a lot and it’s not long before he tells him enough details that Izzy understands who he has in front of him. It’s *him*. And Izzy wants to hate him, wants to break his heart like his own heart has been broken, so he does the first thing that comes to his mind. He tells him who he is and watches the man’s face fall, his smile fade. His heart break. Still, Izzy can’t hide his surprise when the first thing Stede says is an apology. He had no idea Ed was already taken and he swears he’s never gonna see him again. Izzy thinks he’s the stupidest man he has ever met. But somehow he thinks he understands why Ed chose him. He’s pretty for sure. He looks like the first hint of sunshine in the morning. And Izzy realizes that’s always been what he thought of Ed. Ed has always been his first hint of sunshine in the morning. But now so does Stede, that’s the man’s name, because of course he’s telling him his name. He’s also telling him his phone number. ‘In case you want to yell at him some day for breaking your heart’, that’s what he’s saying and Izzy wants to say ‘You’re not the one to break my heart’, he wants to say ‘You can be the one to fix it if you want’, he desperately wants to say ‘Come with me and let *me* fix your heart’. But of course he doesn’t say anything and he hates himself for that when the night comes and he’s in his bed - in their bed, with Ed by his side, with Ed in his arms - and all he can think of is stupid fucking Stede Bonnet. He thinks about him all night and all day, and again and again. He knows he kept his promise to not see Ed again because Ed is miserable for a couple of weeks. They both pretend everything’s alright, just like they always did. Except, everything is not alright, is it? Not when they both think of another man. The same man. So Izzy, once again, does the only thing that seems rational in this situation. He calls Stede, tells him to meet him in a fancy restaurant in town. Stede agrees, not so surprisingly. To Ed, he tells him he wants to take him to dinner. ‘Like a date?’ Ed asks. ‘Like a date’, Izzy answers. Because yes, it’s a date. Between the three of them. And who knows, maybe Stede will have to break his promise. Maybe Ed will be able to see Stede again and stop being miserable. Maybe Izzy will wake up to the sight of two hints of sunshine in the morning. Maybe everything will be alright again. 

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holiday in barbados