LadyHawkeHeather

Stede study in water soluble graphite. ohhh Stede. my darling. I miss you.

Prints on my patreon, for now.

Ed: And...what was he wearing when he said this?

Izzy: Wearing? Some poncey white suit.

Ed: Mmhm. Mmhm. And you say he's a blond?

Izzy: Yeah, he's got this stupid curly hair he probably puts fucking...lavender in or something.

Ed: Cool cool cool cool. And when he told me to "go suck eggs in hell," what did he look like?

Izzy: I guess he looked...angry?

Ed: Superior?

Izzy: Yeah, really superior.

Ed: Haughty?

Izzy (does not know what that word means): Sure, yeah.

Ed: Just, like, sooooo imperious, with his fancy white suit and gorgeous blond hair and broad shoulders and amazing thighs and little fuck-me shoes with ribbons on them...

Izzy (reasonably certain he never said a word about broad shoulders or amazing thighs or shoes with ribbons): Boss...

Ed: Like, the kind of guy who's just gonna...boss you around, but in a nice way, in a really friendly way, maybe sometimes he just takes control because you need someone to take control, because you're so fucking sick of having to run everything all the time and you just need a fucking break and he'll give you a break alright, he'll be certain you're really taken care of, won't have to lift a finger, he'll do all the work...

Izzy: ...