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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

Pleased to announce that Cat and Bebe are now tentatively friends 🎉

A tortoiseshell cat sitting on my lap on the garden. The baby is also on my lap, reaching out with both hands to manhandle the cat's fur. Cat, to her great credit, is tolerating this behaviour wonderfully.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

I have nothing to contribute but my baby's tiny little concentration hands during tummy time this morning.

Close up crop of a pair of tiny baby hands clasped together in deep concentration.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 18/08/2026

Regret to inform everyone that Mr Em and I really are the worst kind of millennial parents 🫣

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 06/07/2026

Gotta say it is an absolutely beautiful morning down here on the coast

Photograph of a pebbles beach and the sea. The sky is a bright blue, the sea is a blue-green colour. A few plants are visible in the foreground.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

Would love to say I'll write that fic but I'm afraid I'm busy watching my baby yell at herself in the little mirror on her playmat

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/06/2026

My dad's funeral is today. He was a brilliant, funny, creative, compassionate man, who loved the outdoors, having a little project on the go, always having a sweet treat with dinner, his beloved Brighton and Hove Albion, and a beer on a Friday. I love him enormously, and miss him tremendously.

A man (my lovely late dad) in his seventies standing smiling in the middle of the woods. He is wearing a teal polo shirt with a grey sweatshirt draped over his shoulders. He looks so happy.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 25/06/2026

This is a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation.

Screenshot of the BBC weather app for my location. The report for 2300 hours (right now) is 24°c, partly cloudy with a gentle breeze. Humidity is 74%, temperature feels like 30°c.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 24/06/2026

IT IS SEVEN O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING.

A photograph of a tommee tippee gro egg room thermometer. The temperature reads 27.1 degrees Celsius. The egg is an angry red colour.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 21/06/2026

Celebrating my lovely late dad today with one of my favourite memories of childhood with him: steamed sponge pudding in the microwave. Because why steam for 2 hours on the hob when you can microwave for "4 minutes plus a second or two" 🥰

A photo of a recipe for "Steamed Jam Sponge" from an ancient cookbook. The recipe has a number of black and white photos depicting the steamed sponge in question. Stuck to the page is a pink post it note with a handwritten note: "microwave on high for 4 minutes + a second or two". The original recipe expects the chef to steam for two hours my dad clearly did not have time for that nonsense.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 18/06/2026

Not all babies are carbon copies of their parents but taking my daughter into the garden and letting her look at the trees to try and break the witching hour insanity has not yet failed me. Sometimes you just gotta look at some trees and feel instant calm.

The view of the back of a baby's head while she sits reclined against mum in the garden (mum not visible). The garden has trees and shrubs and a small lawn. In the background of the photo is a large garden shed with string lights hanging from the guttering.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 05/06/2026

Dressing my baby in outfits I wish came in adult sizes: episode 263682

Cropped headless photo of a baby laying on a floral patterned quilt. Her outfit is a set of teal sweatshirt and leggings with a pattern of an orange cat skateboarding (it might be a fox I don't really know). The sweatshirt has the cat/fox holding a little banner that reads "happy + curious"

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/05/2026

"keep the room the baby sleeps in between 16-20°c" And how, exactly, am I supposed to achieve that at this current time? (She'll be sleeping in her nappy and MAYBE a vest if it cools down at all in the next 90 mins)

Photo of a tommee tippee temperature egg on a bedroom shelf. The egg is glowing red to indicate that the room is too hot. The temperature reads 26.2 degrees Celsius. It is 8.15pm where OP is located.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 16/05/2026

Dress for the job you want: baby zookeeper edition

Photo of a baby from the neck down. She is wearing a green romper with big giraffe illustrations on it. She is also wearing little beige and blue socks to complete the outfit. V cute.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 23/04/2026

Solo parenting for the first time today and the anxiety of that is tripled when added to the anxiety of being discharged by the midwives this week like we are truly driving this car unsupervised now after 10 months of close monitoring and they're letting us just...do that.

Faceless baby in a tiny white Dumbo onesie asleep on her mum's chest.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 09/03/2026

Sunday scaries turned into Monday scaries lmaoooooo 🫠

Screenshot of fitness app reading:
Sleep timeline
10.22pm - 4.13am
Your current sleep schedule is 10.30pm - 6.30am

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 23/02/2026

An hour later and in classic cat behaviour we have the evergreen "I will sit near you but I'm not going to make it look like I'm actually ENJOYING it. Just coincidental that I'm laying here. Pure chance. Tbh I didn't even know you were also here."

A tortoiseshell cat laying on a table with her back to OP.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 30/12/2025

I offer a rhubarb for good vibes and banishing of January horrors

A tortoishell cat curled up sleeping on a yellow blanket. She looks like a little loaf of chocolate cake.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/08/2025

Extreme closeup of my best boi™️ cubone who I am preparing to stitch onto everything I own.

Extreme close up of a cross stitched cubone sprite. He is stitched on white fabric and is coloured with a dark grey outline.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/08/2025

Life continues to Life with a capital L but the one nice thing I have managed this summer is the completion of my OG 151 cross stitch after 3 years and god knows how many stitches of work 🙌

A photo of a very large completed cross stitch project of the original 151 Pokémon cross stitched as coloured sprites. The background fabric is white evenweave and the Pokémon are arranged in a grid pattern.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 14/07/2025

old res ed, enter stage left 🌲 chapter two of old reservoir is waiting for you here: archiveofourown.org/works/667105... 💛 #ofmdfic

Ed is, he’s decided, one hundred and fifty fucking percent done with relationships. Serious ones, long term ones, short term, one night stands, friends with benefits, situationships, they can all fucking go. He’s done. Not bothering again. Regardless of how desperate he feels, or frustrated, or touch starved. No people. Not for a few months at least. Not until the ice thaws and the snow melts and the new shoots of spring dare stick up through the earth. Detox. He’s taking a full detox from other people.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 09/07/2025

The sale listing for our flat went up today, including a virtual tour of every single room. The software they use clearly has an automatic facial recognition blur for people's personal photos, and poor Lionel fell victim to the ai 😂

A framed letterpress print of Lionel Richie's face in blue-black ink with the text "hello, it is tea you're looking for? Glasto 2015" printed beneath in red lettering.
Unfortunately Lionel's face has been blurred out by facial recognition software.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 05/07/2025

it's a win for me in the category of "I'm on Fire being the song that finally gets ed and stede in bed together" 😌

Eventually. he frees himself and waves a hand over to the guy behind the bar who’s controlling the sound system. The backing track to Ed’s song du jour kicks in, and the beat is familiar, it’s really familiar, but in the haze of a surprisingly strong pornstar martini, Stede can’t quite place the damn thing. Ed’s obviously feeling it though, if the gentle sway of his hips and tapping of his foot is anything to go by.

Then he starts singing, and Stede doesn’t need Lucius’s desperate sounding “Oh my fucking God,” to know that he’s deeply, royally, absolutely fucked.

Ed’s draped over the mic stand, tshirt riding up over his belly, singing about a knife being run through his skull in a register Stede had no idea his voice was capable of, and the sound is running through him like nothing he’s ever felt before.

And then he’s on his knees, and the whole fucking bar could be on fire for all Stede’s aware, for all that Ed’s gaze is burning a path right through him. And Ed’s sung karaoke every single week since he and Stede started this thing, and it’s always been incredibly transparent flirting at best, damn near foreplay at the other end of the spectrum, but somehow, it’s never felt like this.

Ed’s sung Springsteen before. Ed has sung Springsteen multiple times, in fact. Solo and otherwise. And every single time he’s managed to make the room feel at least a few degrees warmer with his voice, and his lounging over the mic stand, and the constant running of his hands through his hair, but this really is something else. Stede knows it’s already a song about sex, but Ed looks like he’s absolutely drowning in want, and desire, and need. And Stede doesn’t really care if this becomes the moment he loses the game they’re still inexplicably playing here. He doesn’t care what percentage of this is pure performance over Ed’s actual feelings. He just knows that this is the night that, all parties willing, he takes Edward to bed.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 29/06/2025

The cat in question has zero emotions about the whole thing. She's busy trying out new fashion trends ready for A/W 2025.

A tortoiseshell cat laying on a concrete step, looking up at the camera. There is a large bundle of cobwebs stuck to the top of her head, and she seems completely oblivious to it. Fashion icon.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 29/06/2025

There needs to be a word for the weird emotions surrounding the process of erasing all the signs of life from your home so you can sell it. 4 years of the cat brushing against the edge of our bedroom door in the morning as she comes in for a cuddle, about to be painted over :(

A photo of the edge of a white bedroom door. The paint has been worn down to the bare wood on the very edge.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 27/06/2025

opening fic doc like well that was a fascinating place for past me to just...stop writing. great work. flawless.

"A date?" he mutters to himself. "Fucking idiot. Fucking date. Stupid motherfucker."

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 23/06/2025

The two months of astronomical twilight is always a little bit of a mindfuck but never moreso than around midsummer like wdym it's 22.30 and this is the sky what do you MEAN

A photograph of a sunset, the sky a dark grey at the top of the image, fading down to a deep orange at the horizon. The foreground of the image is in silhouette and features the outlines of trees and some houses. A single lit street lamp is visible.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 23/06/2025

Had to go back to the bad place to find this but THIS, but add the veil 🙂

Screenshot of a tweet by op that reads:
I know I said I'd write the firewatch sequel when the cabin fic is done but what I'm actually gonna end up writing is ed and Archie having THE most toxic sex imaginable on that there breakup boat. Mostly because she's the only one with a matching deathwish enough to try it.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 19/06/2025

hello i wrote another woodsy cabin fic. this one's got everything: shitty exes! pining while fucking! bonfires! winter carnivals! accidentally falling in love with your rebound! woodland vibes! it's called old reservoir, it's rated e, bon appetit :) #ofmdfic archiveofourown.org/works/667105...

old reservoir by foxtails
Summary:
renting a lakeside cabin for an entire off-season to lick your wounds in private after a breakup should, in theory, be an entirely foolproof route to healing, and finding yourself, and all that other wellbeing bullshit.
it's not like the universe is going to drop the love of your life on your doorstep, right?

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
Relationship: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet
Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, POV Alternating, Medium Burn, Strangers to Lovers, Pining while fucking, right person couldn't be the worst time, accidentally falling in love with your rebound fuck, fraught emotions and woodland vibes, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Language: English, Stats: Published:2025-06-19 Updated:2025-06-19, Words:9,544, Chapters:1/7, Hits:0

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 10/06/2025

Made everything here with my own two hands and how am I supposed to give any of them up? They are all my BABIES 😭

A photo of so many handmade ceramics. So many. There's 11 cups in various colours, a jug, 4 bowls of various sizes, two small vase shapes, and 2 plates. So many ceramics.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 07/06/2025

writing going exceptionally well today

“That, I’m sure you are,” Stede says. “But I really must make a move.”

“Good sausage waits for no man.”

“Exactly!”

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 04/06/2025

She is a Good Cat. Best Cat, even 😌

A tortoiseshell cat laying on a pinky-red towel on a windowsill. She has bright green eyes and a blue bell visible on her collar. Her tongue is slightly out. She is very cute.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 31/05/2025

Last batch of ceramics until classes start back up in September!! I am particularly proud of my new custard jug on the rear left. Just gotta pray to the kiln gods that they all survive 🙏

A range of 11 bisque fired ceramic goods. There are 6 mugs with various textures and carvings, 2 plates, a shallow bowl, a small jug and a small plant pot. One mug has green slip painted on the inside and one of the plates has white slip on the surface.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/05/2025

and a full image for printing that i REALLY hope works 🫣

a full image of the zine pages in the previous post, arranged in a printable fomat.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/05/2025

for #ofmdzineweek, extracts from the sketchbook of edward teach, scout's watch fire lookout, summer 2022

front and back pages of a zine. they are on brown card, the front cover designed to look like a "field notes" notebook. cover is labelled with "scout's watch - 2022. e. Teach".
the back cover has two small illustrations of fire lookout towers in the bottom two corners, connected with a dotted line with a heart in the middle.

layout of page 2 and 3 of the zine.
page 2 is torn squared paper that reads:
"Queen Anne Ntnl. Forest
south one - scout's watch -> door code 091717
south two - twin oaks
2022 season - stede bonnet (year one)
radio freq - 4
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north one - cliffside
2022 - jim jimenez
radio freq - desktop 2
north two - estuary peak
2022 - olu boodhari
radio freq - desktop 3"

page 3 is a painted illustration of a sunset over a lake in portrait orientation. it is all orange and red tones with silhouette trees and rocks.

pages 3 and 4 of the zine.
page 3 is squared paper with an in-progress game of battleships. there are doodles in pencil all over the page, and a game of noughts and crosses.
page 4 is a landscape colour painting of a fire lookout in the distance, the foreground is rocks and grassland with some trees. the sky is shades of blue with a few clouds.

page 5 and 6
page 5 is a landscape watercolour painting of a rocky canyon. in the background are green hills. the sky is a light blue colour with hints of green and yellow.
page 6 is a series of scribbled notes including:
a shopping list for the 10th june:
sugar - 1kg, mixed nuts, tortilla chips, kettle chips, apples/pears, tea - normal and mint, cholula (orig)
a starred note: stede resupply 14th.
a highlighted note: check cashe #492 fire damage
a doodle of a forest service cache in pencil.
note *handrail @ overlook broken - temp fix, needs replacing.
a highlighted note: bg recycling for resupply crew!
shopping list for aug 12th:
rice, tuna, veg stock, eggs?? sugar, coke
a note surrounded by a box:
do i think i could fall in love with someone i've never met?!! fucking hell.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 26/05/2025

Monday morning me faced with the aftermath of Sunday evening's slightly tipsy crafting fugue state 🫠

A very cluttered desk covered in pieces of cut up and torn paper, various drawing markers, pencils, a paint palette, a sketchbook on top of a cutting mat, rainbow washi tape, and rubber letter stamps. At the top of the photo there is a keyboard and two computer monitors visible, and a mouse and mouse mat to the right of the photo. Quite frankly a disaster scene.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 25/05/2025

Neglecting all the writing I should be doing in lieu of hitting 108/151 og pocket monsters

A colour cross stitch of the first 108 original pokemon. The pokemon sprites are arranged in rows of 9 and are stitched in full colour. The background fabric is white evenweave with a grid drawn in the background.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 23/05/2025

Mugs and cups and other associated ceramics 😌

Three clay mugs, freshly given handles. They all have various ridges and carvings. The two in the background are out of focus.

Four ceramic cups, trimmed but before handles. They all have different facets and carvings, some vertical, some horizontal around the cup face. they are all sitting on individual mats.

The base of a bisque fired plate with multiple ridges carved into the edges. It has two foot rings.

A bisque fired mug held in OP's hand. It is a pleasing cone-like shape with a round bottom. The inside has been painted with a white slip.

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 23/05/2025

If you're not sick of seeing this by now please stroke my hair and call me nice names 🥺

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em 🌩️🦊 @slightestwind.bsky.social · 16/05/2025

Threw eight, sliced two, someone mixed up the hand building clay (the lighter stuff) with the throwing clay and my god that stuff is grainy. How to relieve a week's worth of stress in under 3 hours: the musical.

Seven freshly thrown clay cups and one shallow bowl. Two of the cups have been sliced in half vertically to inspect the structure. All eight are sitting on MDF bats.

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