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Goodbye goodbye, you were bigger than the whole sky โญ๏ธ๐

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Happy Murray Monday to all who celebrate! I found this edit that Iโd love to share with everyone!
Okay... it's Friday... but I'm recovering from top surgery, so I need to do things that are making me feel good.... so for me, every day is a Murray day right now ๐ฅฐ
โStede is Fearlessโ
This comment made by Rhys Darby at the con just wonโt leave me.
It was something he stated quite emphatically, but then didnโt get the time to follow up properly. It was in response to an audience question about when Stede realises the man in his closet is actually Blackbeard, he isnโt afraid. I think that question is easy to answer because all Stede can ever see is Ed. But Rhysโ response was about the wider characterisation of Stede โโฆyou have to remember, Stede is fearlessโ. It affected me so much I blogged in real-time.
So, Rhys played Stede with that in mind. And itโs an odd thing because Stede is often very, very afraid. Quaking-in-his-boots, crying-his-eyes-out afraid. But being โfearlessโ isnโt the absence of fear. Itโs living your life, your truth, in spite of it.
Here is my non-exhaustive โStede is Fearlessโ list:
Stede is fearless when he leaves his dead marriage (despite the circumstances in which he does so)
Stede is fearless when he decides to captain a pirate crew and ship without any previous experience of the ocean
Stede is fearless when he believes he can change the culture of piracy to one of kindness
Stede is fearless when he announces himself โThe Gentleman Pirateโ
Stede is fearless when he meets Ed which is why he cannot see โBlackbeardโ
Stede is fearless when he learns historyโs greatest pirate was going to murder him, and then offers the hand of friendship
Stede is fearless when he duels Izzy - I mean what the actual fuck was Stede thinking here?
Stede is fearless when he takes historyโs most brilliant tactician on a treasure hunt with a fake map
Stede is fearless when he stands apart from everyone in his disdain of Calico Jack, and is proven right
Stede is fearless when he takes care of the crewโs emotions over his own broken heart when Ed leaves with CJ
Stede is fearless when he takes responsibility for Nigelโs murder
Stede is fearless when he tells Ed he doesnโt have to sign the Act of Grace to save him
Stede is fearless when he repeatedly asks Ed what the plan is for escape
And yes, Stede is fearless when he realises he cannot go through with the China plan, and returns home to face what he believes is the horror of who he is
He is fearless (eventually) in putting to rights the mess he left behind in Bridgetown
โฆin returning to find Ed even though he has doubts about his own adequacy
โฆin rescuing the crew from the Red Flag as Ed lies dead
โฆin loving Ed back to life
โฆin following Ed in his banishment
โฆin finding a way back with the crew for Ed
โฆin offering Izzy an olive branch and validation
โฆin respecting Edโs autonomy in their relationship
โฆin dealing with Ned Low himself to protect Ed and the crew
โฆin taking the initiative in consummating his and Edโs relationship
โฆin standing up to Zheng
โฆin offering unconditional love when Ed returns
Is he clumsy, sometimes wrong or misguided? Definitely. Part of Stedeโs beauty is his messiness.
But Stede is terrified throughout most of his actions, and bloody does it anyway.
Because Stede is fearless.
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Thank god they have oranges on board.
Nobody wants scurvyโฆ but maybe I want an orange cake. ๐โ๐
(Stede would approve. Edโฆ probably not.)
Just in case someoneโs feeling similar and is happy theyโre not alone โบ๏ธ.
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Sometimes we fall in love with fictional characters because they give us a version of love we never got to feel in real life โ but desperately needed to.
Sometimes I think itโs silly, falling in love with someone who isnโt real.
But then I remember: The love is real.
The feelings are mine. The softness, the safety, the way my heart opens when I see him โ thatโs all me.
And itโs valid.
I donโt love him because heโs perfect.
I love him because he shows me that someone like me โ soft, unsure, too much and not enough โ could be loved too.
He doesnโt ask me to be braver or louder.
He just exists in a way that makes my fear quieter.
Maybe I never had that kind of love growing up.
Maybe thatโs why my heart found it in him.
And maybe โ just maybe โ thatโs okay.
Because love doesnโt have to be logical. It just has to be honest.
And this? This is honest.
I love him.
Even if heโs fiction.
Because Iโm not.

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Rhys Darby talking about (historical) Stede Bonnet (potentially) inventing walking the plank โ๏ธ
No Such Thing As A Fish โ January 12 2023
quick psa
I needed some time to get my bearings, but, in light of recent events I want to make clear that I support everybody and everyone is welcome here on this page, no matter their gender, sexual orientation race or anything else.
I always strive to be a kind person who supports everyone and I hope I've shown that in the time I've been part of this fandom and can continue showing that in the future.
Fuck transphobes, fuck homophobes, fuck aphobes and cancel culture, yeah, fuck that too. thank you for listening.
If you don't agree with that, you can fuck right off, too.
Especially in these times we can't afford to tear our own community apart over nonsense. We need to stick together!
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Weโre playing a game โRacheโ is the German word for โRevengeโ. I couldn't concentrate any more ๐๐
a hug โค๏ธโ๐ฉน
What ifโฆ after Ed left to be a fisherman, Stede and Izzy got together (surprising, for both of them) and they have been an item for quite some time (even more surprising, for Izzy at least).
And then one day, the Revenge crosses paths with the Whydah and Sam Bellamy and of course, Stede is eager to meet the famous Prince of Pirates so they go to visit his ship. The crews mingle and throw a party and Sam seems immediately fond of Stede, who follows him around and listens to his stories with an awestruck expression on his face.
And when Sam invites him to have dinner with him in his cabin, Stede doesnโt hesitate and follows him without looking back once and Izzy thinks โWell, this is it, time to be left behind againโ.
๐ฅน I wish we could have seen this

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Trying to put the sunshine back into othersโ lives even when his own heart is breaking.
Our Flag means death finale ๐ดโโ ๏ธ
I know I'm really late to the pirate party, but I have to share my delayed thoughts.
The first time I watched it, I was so gripped by Stede that I had to sort myself out - so I'll rewatch it straight away. And now I'm wondering: am I the only one who found the ending completely frustrating?
What a ridiculous finale. Honestly, it was even worse on the rewatch.
Why should Stede, who is usually so self-empowered, give up what he's gone through so far for? His dream, his goal - the drive that made him grow it in the first place. Yes, okay, for love. ๐ Maybe I really need to work on my understanding that you can be free while you're in a relationship. But even if I take that fact into account, it still feels like he's absorbing himself into Ed's life instead of following up on his own. ๐คท
Suddenly, he's stuck again in a life that isn't his at all. Everything that made him unique - his non-conformity, his courage, his desire for freedom - is simply ignored. This doesn't feel like character building, but rather like a step backwards.
Ed could have just been happy for him instead of leaving just because he can't cope with the temporary fame shift. They could have decided that they had a good time together but wanted different things now.
Am I alone with these thoughts or does this feel like a step backwards for anyone else?
Maybe Iโm aloneโฆ but it didnโt let me go ๐
#they're bbfs now your honor
Finally! A short video from my Ineffable London Trip ๐ฅฐ
#he got the Izzy Stamp of Approvalโข!!!
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For all those who are also struggling with cPTSD or other trauma and wish they had an angel by their side ๐ชฝ๐
I'm not even sure why I shared such a personal thing. But maybe just because I know I'm not alone. We are not aloneโฃ๏ธ
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It was a quiet afternoon when Aziraphale noticed that Crowley was unusually quiet. The angel could feel the change in the air as Crowley entered the apartment without a word. He closed the door behind him, but it wasnโt the usual loud slam that Aziraphale was accustomed to. It was almost inaudible, as if he didnโt really want to be there.
โCrowley?โ Aziraphale called gently, stepping out of the kitchen, and found him sinking into one of the armchairs as though he wanted to hide from everything that was troubling him. The eyes that usually sparkled with curiosity and life were empty today. Aziraphale could see that Crowley was waging a fierce internal battle, a battle driven by the memories of Hell.
โAre you okay?โ Aziraphale asked, his voice soft as he sat next to the armchair. โYouโreโฆ different.โ
Crowley raised an eyebrow and tried to respond with a sarcastic comment, but his voice cracked when he answered, โIโm not different, Aziraphale. Justโฆ a little tired.โ
Aziraphale knew that wasnโt the whole truth. Hell, the Fall, was still a shadow in Crowleyโs life, even though the demon never spoke much about it. Aziraphale knew this because he understood him. He knew that the scars from Crowleyโs past still cut deep beneath his facade, especially when the demon least wanted it.
โItโsโฆ not just tiredness, is it?โ Aziraphale moved closer, gently placing his hand on Crowleyโs arm. The demon flinched, as though he wasnโt truly present at that moment.
โThe Fall, Aziraphale,โ Crowley murmured, and the words fell heavily from his lips. But he couldnโt play it off like usual anymore. โIt changes you,โ he said quietly, his voice fragile. โNot just on the outsideโฆ it changes the way you think, the way you feel.โ
He sat up, balling his hands into fists as if needing something to hold onto in order to get the words out. โI never wanted to fall. I thought love was unconditional. That every beingโangel, animal, humanโhad the right to a peaceful, undamaged existence. Free from conditions. We created a new world, and I believed we were free. Free to learn, to grow, to make mistakes. But that wasnโt the case.โ
He paused, visibly struggling, as though speaking the words would make them final. Finally, he whispered, โAnd thenโฆ one day, everything was different. Love, belonging, acceptanceโall of it became conditional. But not on clear, understandable rules like โBe good to your heavenly familyโ or โDonโt hurt anyone.โ No. They were arbitrary conditions I couldnโt even comprehend. Having your own opinion, asking questions, showing emotions, finding joy in things not deemed proper by aboveโall of that suddenly became grounds to tell me my creation was a mistake and they told meโฆโ His voice broke, but he forced himself to continue. โThey told me I was a mistake. That my existence was an error. That I didnโt have the right to this life.โ
He took a deep breath, as though trying to stop, but Aziraphaleโs compassionate and questioning gaze stopped him from doing so. So he continued, โIt didnโt matter if my intentions were goodโand believe me, all young angels start with the best intentions. But in the end, I had done something wrong. I didnโt even know what it was. But I had to have done it. Because I was punished. They told me I was bad. Worse than badโthe worst. Lower than the lowest, a disappointment, a failure. And love was taken from me. They told me I didnโt deserve to be part of what once was my home, and it was all my fault. And it wasnโt just love and the sense of belonging that was taken from me at that moment. It wasโฆ everythingโฆ my whole self. I lost myself in that existential dread. In the fear of death, triggered by the only home, the only refuge I had ever known.โ
He closed his eyes for a moment, fighting the tears that threatened to gather, but the memories wouldnโt let him go. โThey told me I didnโt deserve unconditional love. Not anymore. And after a while, I didnโt just believe itโI knew it. I was sure I didnโt deserve anything good anymore.โ
He glanced briefly at his angel, then continued, โIn the end, I couldnโt even feel like Iโd ever been worthy of love. Because she told me so. Because I had no other perspective back then. This home was all I knew. My whole truth.โ
Aziraphale resisted the urge to sit beside him. He could feel that Crowley needed this moment to put his burden into words.
โAnd eventuallyโฆ eventually I started to forget things. Not because they were unimportant, but because remembering them hurt too much. The more I forgot, the less I could process. In the end, I didnโt even know why I couldnโt trust anyone. I became vigilant, reserved, and self-sufficient. Youโre right, angelโI control myself and my surroundings because I never want to feel that fear again. That feeling of being devalued and cast aside just for being who I am. That feeling of not having a right to exist.โ
The words hung heavily in the air, and Aziraphale could feel their weight. He knew that these memories were deeply etched into Crowleyโs soul, but he also knew that he could help him recognize this pain, process it, and show him that he was enough, just as he was.
โYou are enough, Crowley. Better,โ Aziraphale said with a conviction that came from deep within. โAnd youโre not alone. Iโm here. And I will help you heal this pain.โ
For a long moment, everything was still. Then Crowley slowly turned to Aziraphale, and for a moment, it seemed like he might believe it, despite his past.
โThank you, Aziraphale,โ Crowley whispered after a long pause. โIโฆ I donโt know how I can get through this without seeming weak.โ
โYou donโt have to pretend. Facing it makes you stronger than all the other fallen angels who simply look away and will never be truly happy. And youโre not alone,โ Aziraphale said, and it was a promise. โIโm here. Always.โ
For a moment, they just sat together, the silence warm and comforting. The memories of Hell were still there, lurking in the corners of Crowleyโs soul, but in that moment, Aziraphale knew he could help him take another stepโtoward freedom, away from all the false assumptions that had kept him trapped.