Finally finished crocheting the garlic soup polycule!! I had a lot of fun with these, especially when it came to figuring out Olu & Jim's hair!!
Individual pics of everyone:
My commissions are open if you would like to support me and get some dolls for yourself!
Super excited to let you all know that these dolls are being donated to the upcoming OFMD craft fair! Keep an eye out if you want to get your hands on them and support a good cause while you're at it!!
Its been a long week. Someone pass me an image of The Character
I have TWO ficlet offerings for @ofmdrareships ' SMUT DAY - both of which are chapters in "let our hearts, like doors, open wide"
First - Chapter 2, a bloody little Jim/Zheng, a follow-up to my kinda feral attack dog/master smut fic
Second - Chapter 3, Jim/Archie, getting hot and heavy in the ball room
Neither of these are long (both under 500 words), or particularly smutty (more like heavy M rating than full E rating) but I hope y'all enjoy them anyway!!
Mum’s pacing slowly towards [Stede] like Chris Patt in Jurassic World. Her hands are outstretched and she’s nodding comfortingly. “Darling, I think maybe you’re just confused.”
Ed snorts. All eyes turn to him.
“Er,” Ed manages, more awkward than Stede’s ever seen him. “Don’t think he is confused. I mean, I can’t speak for Stede, but pretty sure he’s definitely not straight. And that’s just based on the way he spent the entire week fucking me like a bull. Guy’s a powerhouse.”
Mary laughs. “Wait, really?”
“Oh yeah. He does this thing where–”
“STOP,” dad explodes. “Who are you again?”
“Right. Hi.” Ed raises his hand in a small wave. “Edward Teach. Born on a beach. Gay, Polynesian, and Jewish, which I’m sure you’ll get a right fuckin’ kick out of.”
The smugness of this introduction makes Stede want to pin Ed against a wall and kiss his gorgeous face off, which he seriously considers. Instead he takes his side and his hand, nodding once in firm decision. “Thanks for dropping by, mum and dad, but I don’t live here anymore. If you want to find me, I now live at 23 Go To Hell, Sod-Off Street.”
Stede turns on his heel and storms out, pulling Ed along with him. He skips to keep up with Stede, a huge grin on his face.
edward teach + text posts
