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So much for having it all together. He didn’t dare let Ed see him like this. The way everything slips by the wayside when he is too busy or focused elsewhere, that he can’t even do the goddamn dishes.
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Sometimes, an act of true love is someone else doing the washing up.
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Our saltwater solution reduces gravity’s pull by over 80%, ensuring you'll effortlessly stay afloat! We keep the water at a steady 36 degrees—matching your skin’s temperature. This blend of weightlessness and warmth blurs the lines between your body and the water, as your nerves can’t tell where you end and the surrounding environment begins.
Weightlessness. Yeah. If anything’s gonna be Ed’s cure-all, it’s gotta be weightlessness, right?
Ed’s carried around weight for most of his life. He’s tired. His muscles ache. His joints are all ground down to dust.
Also - the word solution is right there. Which proves it.
This is it. This is Ed’s solution.
(Or: Ed's on a wellness journey for his fuckass brain. It's not going great. The guy at the float tank place is being way too nice about it. Please mind the tags!)
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26 Jan 2026
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A strange new star appears in the sky.
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30 Aug 2025
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Stede finds the house. When he comes back to their room at the inn, he won’t rest—won’t let Ed rest—until Ed’s seen it. His eyes are bright in that way that makes Ed’s guts feel scooped out with a spoon. So Ed hurries into his boots and goes with him.
The once-white paint is stripped by weather and wear, a portion of the roof is caved in, and the spokes of the wraparound porch are all gnawed through by animals.
Ed gazes up at the broken windows and the birds that have built nests there. At his side, Stede is waiting, rocking back and forth on his heels.
"It’s perfect," says Ed.
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Or: Ed and Stede leave the island together, and they don’t look back.
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Bookmarked by LizPoppe
27 Mar 2025
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It’s a fucking travesty. It’s an oozing, malignant cyst of a dessert. It breaks its banks when Ed cuts into it, releasing a tide of chocolate goo, which floods not only over the edges of the tray but halfway across the fucking table. Ed goes 'shit, shit', and he tries to stop the deluge with his bare fucking hand (again, exhibiting a laughable lack of foresight, insight, hindsight, all the sights). The liquid is blisteringly hot, hot enough that Ed instantly yanks his fingers back with a hiss and a litany of furious curses, and he abandons the whole fucking mess with an explosive kick to the kitchen counter.
He stubs his toe.
This is the cake’s fault.
Fuckin’ cake. Whole thing’s fucked. Well and truly.
But there is something worse than Ed’s abysmal excuse for a cake. Far worse. Unimaginably worse:
Stede thinks Ed is wonderful.
(OR: Stede showers Ed with praise every time he messes something up. Ed comes to a devastating conclusion about the reason why. Angst, fluff, talking it through (as a Two), and some emotionally healing make-up sex. For LizPoppe 💛)
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09 Feb 2025