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Alex (ง'̀-'́)ง
@peskypadfoot.bsky.social
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26 🔞 | he/they | hella neurospicy | American, unfortunately | here for my gay little fandoms (911, OFMD, Good Omens, Hannibal, WWDITS, MCU) | Begonefoulthing on ao3, discord, and tumblr | owner ♡
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Ed Teach in Felix’s outfit please and thank you
Lee Felix from Stray Kids wearing black rubber (I think) high-waisted pants, with a sheer top shirt and leather jacket. Lee Felix from Stray Kids wearing black rubber (I think) high-waisted pants, with a sheer top shirt and leather jacket. He has an elbow length black glove on one arm where the jacket has a short sleeve, while the other is long. Lee Felix from Stray Kids wearing black rubber (I think) high-waisted pants, with a sheer top shirt and leather jacket. He has knee high black boots with laces all the way up to the top.
November 9, 2025 at 2:13 PM
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The writing flow, flowing without my knowledge:
November 9, 2025 at 1:50 PM
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Dog at a sewing machine looking at the camera with a pair of glasses on
November 8, 2025 at 5:58 AM
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Ed Teach and Hornigold from our flag means death standing on a beach. The shot is angled facing Ed, and you can see the sea behind him. He’s giving Hornigold an odd look and saying “yeah. Soup.”
November 7, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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I haven't done a #WIPWednesday in ages, so here's Ed having a bit of a timeline crisis that I also had very recently
“Ed!” he exclaims, practically throwing his Switch and clambering from the couch. He flies into Ed like a torpedo and wraps him into a crushing hug. “Hey, little man,” Ed greets, voice successfully unwaivering. He ruffles Louis’ hair without thought, then rips his hand away, startled with himself. Hair ruffles are a dad thing. A Stede thing. Not an Ed thing. Alma doesn’t move from her spot, but she does give Ed a proper grin and small wave, which is more than he’s used to, with her. It puts something warm in the cradle of his chest. “What’re you guys playing?” Ed asks, at a loss for how to start a conversation with a nine- and twelve-year-old. And just like that, Louis grabs Ed’s hand and pulls him back to the couch. He squeezes them side by side and opens his Switch—it has an epic Final Fantasy skin, further proving that he’s Stede’s child. “It’s called Mario and Sonic at the Olympic Games. It’s, like, super old.” Ed, having played multiple versions of the game himself, takes a closer look at the screen, and suddenly, he has never felt older. “Mate, this is from 2008. ‘S not that old.” A grimace from Stede and a deadpan expression from Alma are all Ed needs to know he’s wrong—he just doesn’t want to admit it. “That game came out before I was born,” Alma drawls. The information hits Ed like a smack to the face. “Don’t take it too seriously,” Stede says, placing a gentle hand on Ed’s shoulder. “If it’s older than they are, it’s considered an ancient artifact.” “But I played that on the DS,” Ed whines indignantly. “That wasn’t very long ago, was it?” Louis’ brows furrow, and he looks up in question. “What’s a DS?” Stede grimaces again and pats Ed’s shoulder. “Let’s go open this wine, yeah?” Ed, head hanging low, follows Stede like a lost puppy. Luckily for Ed, only Mary is in the kitchen to see his misery. “Hello, Ed,” she chirps, dusting her hands off on her baby blue apron. Her hair is in all sorts of disarray, stands having fallen from their tie and fly-aways flying. There’s a flour smudge on her forehead. She’s clearly been cooking for quite some time, but she looks content. Then she catches Ed’s expression, and her mouth twitches into a worried frown. “Are you alright?” “Alma and Lou told him that 2008 was practically the Stone Age,” Stede fills in when all Ed does is groan. “They didn’t even know what a Nintendo DS is,” he grumbles. Mary chuckles, leaning a hip against the crowded kitchen island. “Haven’t you heard? It’s a retro console.” Ed’s eyes widen in horror. “No.” Stede nods once, his eyes closed. “It was released in 2004—it’s twenty-one years old, now.” This feels like a personal attack. He squints at Stede. “That is not helping. How do you even know that?” Stede crosses his arms with a smug look. “I’ve gone to great lengths to build my video game collection. Much research has been necessary.” “Do you have a DS and Mario and Sonic at the 2008 Olympic Games?” Ed asks, all hope. There’s a pause, then a pitiful look. “Sorry, only the 2010 winter version.” Ed grumbles again. “Great lengths my ass.”
November 5, 2025 at 12:25 PM
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As of yet, this is probably my favorite paragraph I’ve written for this fic (a bit nsfw 🌶️)
#OFMDfanfic
Things get a little out of hand after that. Nearly every chance they get, they’re sucking face. Ed would be lying if he said having Stede’s dick in his mouth didn’t alter his brain chemistry, so he’s been sucking that, too. A lot. And vice versa, which is how Ed discovered that Stede’s quick tongue is just as good at giving head as it is at pissing Izzy off, if not better.
November 5, 2025 at 5:53 AM
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I like rain but this is just absurd. Sunday, you better not back out on me dude
Screenshot of a 10 day weather rain forecast. Today: 100% rain Saturday: 100% rain Sunday: cloudy Monday: 75% rain Tuesday: 85% rain Wednesday: 100% rain Thursday: 95% rain Friday: 80% rain Saturday: 60% rain Sunday: 80% rain
November 1, 2025 at 12:40 AM
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LOOK AT WHAT MY COWORKER MADE ME AAAAAA
A pink 3D printed keychain of the tiger from Kpop Demon Hunters
October 29, 2025 at 5:36 AM
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Buttons: That’s it, Livvy! Give him the ol’ fuck-eye!

Olivia:
A side profile of a seagull from the neck up. Over the eye is a photoshopped human eye with a dramatically perked eyebrow
October 23, 2025 at 5:18 AM
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My captions are huge for some reason, but it gives me occasional gems
A screenshot from a game grumps ten minute power hour episode. It depicts Arin Hanson holding a hand over his face in that way that says he’s done with the world, but over the entire image is the caption “ha ha ha ha ha ha” a million times A screenshot from a game grumps ten minute power hour episode. It depicts Dan Avidan standing at a table, playing a game of giant jenga. The caption says “wooohohohohoho” for a very long time, covering nearly the entire image
October 17, 2025 at 9:44 AM
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October 17, 2025 at 4:57 AM
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A meme of a little angry guy wearing a hard hat and holding an OSHA handbook. It says “really? Right in front of my OSHA handbook?” In big black script.
October 12, 2025 at 10:36 AM
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Blessing of the day: my MIL’s Frenchie sleeping in his little baby bouncer
A brown French bulldog with a yellow collar (not a shock collar, it has a tracker) sleeping in a bouncing baby bassinet thing. There’s a bit of the brown couch visible, gray hardwood floor, and a wooden wall with planks different shades of brown in the back.
October 8, 2025 at 12:03 AM
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This firefighter au was not supposed to be set in the 911 universe, but well… I couldn’t help keeping out little references
“So, what do you think?” Stede asks, hurrying things along before Louis finishes what he started by gesturing all around him. “Pretty cool, huh?” “It’s alright,” Alma says with a shrug. “The 118 was bigger.” “Yes, well, not all stations are as nice as the 118,” Stede answers tightly before sending Oluwande an apologetic look, then uses his presence as a perfect segue. “This is Captain Boodhari. You’ve actually met him a couple of times, but I don’t know if you remember.”
October 4, 2025 at 7:25 AM
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In which probationary firefighter Stede tells EMS Captain Izzy to start his own pot of coffee five minutes into his first shift (ik it's more than a sentence shhhhh...)
#wordgamewednesday #OFMDfanfic
“Will all of you please stop?” Oluwande says exasperatedly. He points at Stede, though not unkindly. “After briefing, meet me in my office.” Izzy snorts with a pleased little grin, but it disappears when Oluwande directs his finger at him next. “After him, I’m talking to you, too.” “What? Gonna report me to the chief?” “I never said that, but I might, if you don’t let us get back to this. But first—” Oluwande’s lips twitch, like he’s withholding a smile. “Go start a pot of coffee.” Izzy’s mouth falls slack. When Oluwande proceeds to make a little shooing motion with his fingers, Izzy finally stands with a loud scrape of his chair, and stomps to the adjacent kitchen. “Can you hear me from there?” Oluwande calls. Izzy only grunts his response, but it seems to be good enough for Oluwande, because he lifts his papers and straightens them out on the table. “Perfect. Let’s begin with introductions.”
September 25, 2025 at 12:27 AM
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I think she’s having a moment
A German Shepard with a dark pink harness staring off in the distance from under a curtain, which drapes over her head like one of those white hoods that nun’s have, I don’t know what they’re called. A German Shepard with a dark pink harness looking at the camera from under a curtain, which drapes over her head like one of those white hoods that nun’s have, I don’t know what they’re called.
September 23, 2025 at 12:16 AM
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He gets the first done and it’s ✨flawless✨. Fucking perfect. Time for the next one—

And he startles and jams it straight into his eyeball bc he finally notices Stede in the doorway staring at him like:
A close up of a Cinnamon Toast Crunch square that looks like it’s just seen god and lived, but also has cute little pink blushies.
September 12, 2025 at 2:09 PM
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Today was rough, but the best thing that happened is that we bought a functioning car! 🥳 welcome to the family, Stevie Kicks
(It’s a Nissan Kicks, badum tsss)
A couple leaning back against the front of a blue Nissan Kicks. A person in camo pants and a black hoodie with long hair and a hat (me) has an arm around another person wearing a fuzzy tan coat and light blue jeans (my husband, whom I adore with every fiber of my being) A couple leaning back against the front of a blue Nissan Kicks. A person in camo pants and a black hoodie with long hair and a hat (me) has an arm around another person wearing a fuzzy tan coat and light blue jeans (my husband, whom I adore with every fiber of my being) A couple crouched in front of the side of a blue Nissan Kicks. The person on the left in camo pants, a black hoodie, and a hat is holding up hand signs that are something like if the sign for love and the rock and roll sign had a baby. The person on the right in a fuzzy tan coat and light blue jeans with black hair has his hands in the preaching sign. A couple crouched in front of the side of a blue Nissan Kicks. The person on the left in camo pants, a black hoodie, and a hat is holding up hand signs that are something like if the sign for love and the rock and roll sign had a baby. The person on the right in a fuzzy tan coat and light blue jeans with black hair has his hands in the preaching sign. They are looking at each other and laughing and deeply in love.
September 9, 2025 at 3:15 AM