The moon will sing

🍄Silje🍄 | 36 | neurospicy | she/her | Scandinavian | Cat and chicken parent | Gay pirates and other special interests | Sometimes I draw and make stuff.

[pennybunpirate]

I finished him💜

(this is also a love letter to my joy of adding white highlights🙃💖)

[googoogojob]

Stede is showing off his mertail collection

[lanndscape]

[only-cat-memes]

[dorywhynot]

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

Prints on my patreon, for now.

I'm going to attempt to start creeping out of my cave into the light again. The beginning of this year has been.....well. I'm tired, lol. Social media has felt really tough and really not fun with the current climate of everything, it's been hard to want to be present on it. I miss my community though and am trying to figure out ways to participate that aren't as mentally and emotionally taxing. At the beginning of April, I had a surgery (don't worry, I'm ok!) and recovery took a bit more out of me than I anticipated, so I've been mostly focusing on rest and exercise and healing. I'm prepping to get back into making art. It's daunting, but it always is after time away. I have some really exciting things coming up this year that I'm looking forward to sharing with you.

[thethiefandtheairbender]

The Good Place (2016-2020)

[insomniac-arrest]

brah

[postilionstruckbylightning]

The Good Place’s take on morality is so important to me. It never suggests that being good is easy or straightforward - quite the opposite - but it says, over and over again, that we need to try because we’re all people and we all matter.

[mugenmcfugen]

have I yelled enough by this point that Good Place is one of the best shows of past decade period

[citiesonjupiter]

I don't understand how people just Do things without daydreaming. like how are you not off in a silly little fantasy world rn

[cafeinevitable-deactivated20220]

Over The Waves by Setsuko Matsushima

art quilt

[hollowedskin]

QUILT?!?!

[delicatebaby777]

[pennybunpirate]

Lil' ask game time!

Thanks for the tag @marbledwings 💚

Last song I sang out loud: The EDM version of the hostile government takeover song 😅 (hey, it's catchy AF ok?)

Favourite crisp flavor: What a decision to have to make 🥲 the Norwegian paprika flavour crisps will always have a special place in my heart. These days salt&vinegar often wins the race.

A color that looks good on me: Teal 😌

Last book I opened: My sketchbook, specifically my clay/pottery sketchbook 🙃

Last place I went to other than home: To the woods with our dogs and then to my friend's place after, he cooked us all dinner and it was delicious

Earbuds, headphones or nothing: Depends on the situation. Headphones when I'm at home and fully engrossing myself in something and shutting the world out. Earbuds at work for the "music in one ear" situation.

Last trailer I saw: I barely watch trailers, can't even remember what the last one was 😅

If you see this and want to partake, consider yourself tagged 😊💚

[mxwavyblade]

Edward Teach names a plant.

[knowlesian]

Stede tells the crew: "We'll talk it through as a crew" and he gets them to be emotionally open and honest with him and with each other, but he can't bring himself to do the same. He gets Ed to open up to him in a sobbing meltdown but he's a closed book.

I think the first (and possibly only) time in the show that Stede ever actually talks about his own feelings is on the beach: "You make Stede happy."

THIS IS VERY TRUE

and since i have a couple minutes i want to talk about stede and trauma responses.

because stede’s got a lot going on, re: the reasons he makes some pretty poor choices throughout the run of the show; he’s got a touch of narratively ironic main character syndrome, he’s preeeeeeetty fucking non-neurotypically coded, his wealth and material comfort have kept him from noticing the larger state of the world, the hilarious snippy retorts parts of him are hilarious and snippy, etc.

but on top of that: we’ve met his fucking dad. i don’t really want to speculate past what canon showed us, but i’d say he absolutely qualifies as emotionally abusive, and we know he sent stede off to sad alone little rich boy school at some point.

we get zero indication stede has experienced even the barest attempts at emotional support until mary offers them, at which point he’s like ‘what is this… telling people deeply personal things about you that you speak of??? and then people don’t take those things and laugh at you??? they want to help you??? seems sus, i would rather go read a book and/or run away to sea like a small child lugging his backpack of fruit snacks down to the park. also when i tried to tell you about horses with kind eyes you didn’t understand what i was trying to do there and i felt slighted, so thanks to my upbringing i have taken that miscommunication and hung onto it and even if i don’t know it, it’s playing into why i won’t take you up on your very kind and well-communicated offer to alleviate my pain. i am A LOT. it’s sad, it’s realistic, but oh man. it’s hard dealing with me and it’s hard BEING me. tell you the truth, i don’t like it much either. or myself! weird, that.’

this man makes me want to CRY.

anyway: stede grew up with a father who looked him in the face and said: you suck. you deserve no kindness, which is handy because i will never show it to you! and if you don’t get used to that level of cruelty in the place that should feel safest from the person the world says is taking care of you, you are not gonna make it out of this shit alive.

stede made it the fuck out. he cut himself into pieces and shoved himself into boxes and learned to shut his fucking mouth and not expect kindness, so when people offer it to him he doesn’t trust it.

hell. i’m not even sure he knows what kindness is, before he takes his fruit snacks and his backpack and runs away to the sea.

i truly do love this show.

[triflesandparsnips]

I love all of this, but I do have a slight amendment to make.

Stede tries to talk about his feelings one (1) time prior to the beach. It’s the very first time he and Ed properly meet, in Stede’s quarters. Ed is lying back on the couch, Stede is propped poorly on a table or something. Ed says, “You ever feel trapped? Like you’re just treading water? Waiting to drown?”

And Stede starts to answer, real and honest when he says, “Yes. I have… I very much have felt that way–”

And Ed fucking interrupts.

It’s not even a little interruption, either! Like a request for a clarification or a surprised “no, you?” or anything even vaguely demonstrative of giving an actual living fuck about Stede’s answer! Ed plows straight into Stede’s small, aching truth with a ramble about his own feelings, going so far as to say that Stede “has it all sussed out,” making it clear to the audience and crystal fucking clear to Stede that no, actually, Ed asked him a question but it wasn’t one Stede was meant to answer because Ed thinks he already knows everything he needs to know about this rich weirdo’s emotional landscape.

No one wants to hear what Stede really feels. Even this kind man, this peak pirate, this one person who wants to praise Stede for all the things he’s been tortured for before– even he doesn’t want to hear how close Stede was to giving up and letting the water in.

And so, probably, that means it’s not something meant for Stede. Here’s proof again. The final evidence that establishes the fact: no one wants that kind of thing from Stede. And he’s fine with that. He’s okay. He’s had a lifetime of learning it, and he should just be grateful that Ed had kindly ignored his faux pas, is still willing to be friends even in the face of Stede’s sullying the conversation with his ill-bred, intrusive, filthy fucking feelings.

He’ll just have to remember not to do it again. Which isn’t a problem, really. It’s tiring, to try over and over again – and it’d be easier, better, if he stopped. Stick with what might be safely said in social circumstances; listen and support others as a gentleman ought, but remember too that a gentleman doesn’t burden others.

Keep kicking your legs, Stede Bonnet, and wonder how everyone else manages to walk on water rather than drown in it.

[knowlesian]

oooh, i had forgotten about that! i agree with this, actually with one …not so much disagreement, as added perspective:

ed’s delighted by stede being a weirdo. he’s incredibly intimidated by stede being rich.

he definitely talks over stede there, but in the same way stede is like: fucking… look at you. you’re so cool and tough and strong and a legit pirate, how could you have pain? and comes in with an image of ed he got from a book ed comes in with a bunch of his own baggage about wealth.

he was taught directly and indirectly that people like stede have made it: they won at Being People. god quite literally loves them the most, god gives them nice things because of that, and stede is worthy of those things in a way ed can’t quite accept he could be, too.

so when he talks over stede, he’s thinking: this man? this peak of Being Loved By God And The World (who is shaking up piracy! who thwarted izzy! who is just… mad and amazing and very attractive even while looking like a half-drowned golden retriever) how could he possibly feel like i do. look at everything he’s got! having Things is how you make it in life, because once you have Things and god loves you most, by god happiness is apparently supposed to come along with.

and since this is their first meeting and stede has been conditioned to read that unintentional rejection of his (very important) attempt to connect as a hard and forever no, he goes: well shit. lesson learned, i must now shut the fuck up or he won’t like me anymore.

the heartbreaking thing here (and the mark of the very good writing in terms of setting up natural conflict via characters being deeply, relatably human) is that if that had happened later? say… in that scene on the deck? there’s almost no chance ed would have talked over him, if i had to make a guess. 

they both came in with these images of each other on a pedestal for very, very different reasons, and because of the very specific ways they are each a little bit broken the end of the season is almost inevitable, one way or another.

[amuseoffyre]

I love how their pasts have shape the way they talk to other people, which becomes the crux of their miscommunications.

Stede is shown trying to express opinions several times in his past:

when he says he’s fortunate to inherit his father’s wealth and his dad mocks him, belittles him and tells him he’s nothing

when he says he would like to marry for love - he’s met with scorn and derision

when he tries to join in the family conversation about animals, Mary uses passive aggression and redirects the conversation again

It speaks measures that when he’s dealing with his emotions from then on, he always couches his opinions in passive language. “We don’t need that”, “we’re all happy to have you here” - he redirects the emotion from himself through the plural ‘we’ so he can’t be criticised for his own opinions.

The one time he doesn’t try and hide how he’s feeling (and significantly, the one time Ed crosses paths with him when he’s actually upset in S1) is when he tells Ed “I don’t like who you are around [Calico Jack]” and the next time they see each other, Ed leaves. So back in the box the feelings go. He even reverts to the third person with the “you make Stede happy” - both of them keeping a careful distance between themselves and the emotion.

But the trouble is Ed is hearing what he says differently. Ed is used to criticism and not being good enough or being wrong or insufficient, so when Stede says “I don’t like who you are around him”, Ed says “this is me”, even though we have actively seen him pull on the fratboy behaviour and drop it just as quickly when Jack isn’t around. Ed takes it to be himself that is at fault. It’s not about his behaviour, he takes it to be him as a person: insufficient, not good enough. “You were always gonna see who I am”.

Add to the mix the way Ed loves to speak in analogies and metaphors: the sausage clouds, the significance of the struggle with the fish etc. Stede speaks indirectly by skirting around the words. Ed turns everything into a story to keep it at a distance and neither of them are used to the way the other does it.

Man of zero self-worth and epic storytelling capacity coming head to head with the most emotionally repressed man who tends to take things extremely literally. Issues soup!

[boccher]

"if you have the time/energy to do something you like, then you have the time/energy to do something you dislike" -people who have apparently never felt desire before, and have no idea how it works

[ofmd-reverse-bang]

Today's OFMD RBB artist spotlight is Kylie @merryfinches

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[roxyrondell]

Ed at the beginning of season two:

Versus Ed at the end of season two:

What a difference it makes learning to love yourself, that you are lovable and that the right person will love all of you:

It’s so important to me that Ed learns that his darkest moments don’t define him. That he learns that he isn’t the monster everyone, including himself has made him out to be. That he never fully lost hope. He gets to decide who he is and what he wants. He’s free to be fully himself and move forward in life with the love of his life. OFMD is such a beautiful message of hope and learning to love yourself and I’ll be forever grateful for that!

[follows-the-bees]

A little Ed and Stede WIP that takes place between season two episodes five and six.

Ed cradles Stede's head with one hand scratching his scalp and feeling the soft curls between his fingers.

The image of them sitting in a meadow — not surprisingly the blades of grass the same speck of green in Stede's eyes — comes to mind.

Not of their current position in the ship that's broken and full of reminders of the hurt and pain. Ripped curtains swaying with the movement of the ship.

Stede always looks good, hell downright delectable. But there was something special about him on that crazy nature scavenger hunt day months ago. Stede's smile was wide, the bright colors of nature around him like a shining beacon, His curls poking out from underneath that ridiculous hat. But Ed's favorite was watching the dimple appear, it was present both when he was happy and in discontent.

He hopes for that again, has started putting together the pieces of himself that broke on that rocky edge and now he can see a future. One that included the man holding him, running his nails gently up and down his forearm. His other hand gently cupping his head, grazing the collar and making the bell ring.

The collar may not be Stede's cravat he wore since that first day, just never giving it back and Stede never asking him to. In fact, Ed caught him looking at it occasionally over the months. His eyes shining a little bit brighter every time he saw it. An unspoken understanding between them.

And it certainly wasn't the rope tied around his waist, pulling him under the water, no longer making him feel like he was barely floating by for far longer than he'd like to admit.

No, it was a secret third thing. It felt safe, safe in their mutuel embrace. It felt hopeful.

He pulls back before moving forward, watching as Stede's face changed from confusion to understanding. Ed pressed his lips genty against Stede's. A little noise escaped out of Stede's mouth, Ed savoring it, but Stede's body doesn't move any further. Stede's mouth only responds to Ed's movements, matching them. He doesn't press deeper, does not more forward to align their bodies, only lightly holds the back of Ed's head.

He is respecting Ed's request to take it slow.

If Ed thinks about how sweet that is, he might start crying again.

[cumdumpstiel]

sucks that "incel" is just like a generic insult now synonymous with "virgin" bc if people had much of an idea of what incel ideology actually entails, we could have a conversation about radical feminism being quite literally, beat for beat, incel shit for girls

[cumdumpstiel]

radfems 🤝 incels:

basic, inescapable biology dooms me to be a perpetual victim of the Other (Evil) Sex

me and my ingroup are the primary victims of a society that is fundamentally and irreparably broken

99% of people cannot be trusted and will only hurt and disappoint me, so i need to stay sequestered in insular online communities where people won't try to gaslight me into questioning these truths

the outside world becomes harder and harder to bear as people won't accept my reality, and even my once-closest friends reveal themselves to be of the Enemy

eventually i have to accept the fact that nothing will ever, ever change, and i will die alone and deeply unhappy

[cumdumpstiel]

like radfems also get blackpilled. they fall down pipelines into the deepest darkest extremes of their ideology, and it's increasingly harder to get these people to reengage with the world specifically because their ideology posits that the world is corrupted and divided into Us and Them, and that the ingroup's victim status is biological and innate. it's a system that lends itself naturally to doomerism and blackpilling due partially to the social isolation that comes with it. and it's equally difficult as with incels to "break through" the isolation because these people do not want help whatsoever. they have been thoroughly conditioned to see attempts at helping as Active Victimization and further proof of the rightness of their beliefs

[anti-terf-posts]

official anti terf (and incel!) post

[a-list-of-moods]

actually yeah radfems really are just girl incels that explains a lot