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alexanderlightweight · 2 years ago

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hello! how you doing? thank you for your works ❤

this is for wensday prompt: jace and izzy going insane because they lost alec and meanwhile alec is chilling with prince of Edom and planning his wedding <3

i'm good thank you! i hope you are doing well too

thank you for the prompts <3

this is the alternate piece to vampire!alec fic called art of obsession and it's what would have happened if clary and the others had fucked up sooner rather than later. Alec ends up in Edom and Edom is very happy to keep him for Magnus who has been magiacally following him for a while

i hope you enjoy!

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“We don’t even know if she’s trustworthy!” Alec protests as Fray insists, they use Iris Rouse to find her missing memories. Memories that no warlock has heard mention of and only Rouse has been willing to look for. “Something else is going on Fray, you just can’t see it.”

“Go home and be a coward, Alec!” Fray yells back and Alec would happily leave her to her fate, except she’s got his little sister and Jace in her web and in the array and he can’t leave them to take the backlash by themselves. Which is the only reason he grudgingly gets into place, furious even as he lends his strength to the ritual.

“A price must be paid, to return your memories from the clutches of Edom, what will you give?”

“Anything!” Fray yells, like the imbecile she is, and Alec curses himself for getting talked into being a part of this ritual.

“You will each pay a price!” Rouse yells, “something you love will be taken from you and—” her eyes widen, and she pales as she drops to her knees. “Forgive me!” She screams into the whirling abyss of magic, “I did not know it belonged to you. Please, take what you will from the circle. Anything in my contract and power, I give it to you in return for sparing my life.”

Alec curses her betrayal, and he readies himself, expecting a demon to come through and instead the array lights up with magic. It’s tantalizing and breathtakingly beautiful and Alec has to remind himself to focus in a way he hasn’t had to since he was a child

It doesn’t hurt, not even when it’s coursing through his body like a current and Alec can hear screaming, but not the sound of his own voice. The ground seems to open up Alec sees flames reaching for him hungrily before darkness takes him and he knows nothing.

—

“So just what about you does Edom like so much?” Magnus hums as he goes to where Edom’s magic is greedily hoarding away a live sacrifice that she plucked from earth. “Show it to me.” He demands and he snaps his fingers until the magic sulkily parts.

“Is that my—” Magnus trails off, shocked to see Alexander Gideon Lightwood lying in a writhing mass of Edomeic magic. For a moment, Magnus considers pressing the issue but then he realizes that he has Alexander all to himself, in Edom, with no one to rely on but Magnus.

“Oh darling, we are going to have a lovely time.” Magnus promises as he picks up Alexander and carries him from Edom’s core where Alexander was lovingly stored. Edom has spent too much time twined with Magnus’ soul not to know who Alexander is. Magnus keeps far too many intimate and magical trackers on Alexander for any power he wields to mistake him. It means that when Alexander stepped into whatever ill-advised ritual he did, Edom recognized the taste of him and used the power at her disposal to claim him for her king.

Magnus settles Alexander in his own bed and wipes away the soot and sand and chalk from him with soft touches and lingering caresses.

While unharmed, there is no telling how disoriented Alexander will be upon waking, or if the magic caused him any pain. There’s nothing really to do but wait and Magnus summons the memories that the ritual was trying to take as well as the magicks sense memory of the event.

It’s with a dark chuckle that Magnus watches and sees it go down and he knows exactly what happened. Rouse attempted to piggyback off the remnants of the ritual lingering in Clarissa’s mind, not realizing the signature belonged to Magnus. His magic would have seen the intrusion as a parasite and demanded payment in full and Edom had chosen Alexander to pay the price.

Brutally efficient and far less personally involved than Magnus’ first dozen plans.

Magnus now has his boy and Alexander has no way of leaving.

So, in Magnus’ opinion, things are going splendidly. It’s been a far less traumatizing experience for his boy than it could have been and Magnus is happy to keep him in Edom until the problems of earth fall into ash.

Magnus has no need for his seat of power on earth, especially not when he’s king of an entire realm in Edom.

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“Alexander, how are you feeling?”

Alec blinks awake to gorgeous gold watching him with sincere concern and a hand holding his own firmly, but softly and he has to bite back the urge to lunge forward and hold the other close. It’s a visceral and deep reaction and he shudders, fingers clenching down to ensure his savior doesn’t leave him.

“Thirsty,” he gets out and he holds on stubbornly with a pout, determined not to be the reason the gorgeous man above him leaves.

“Well then, why I don’t I get you a glass.” His savior soothes and then magicks — he’s a warlock which is amazing, it means he doesn’t have to let go of Alec’s hand and that is very important for some reason Alec can’t remember — a glass of water into his free hand. He holds it with a straw up to Alec’s mouth so he can take slow, careful sips of the most delicious water he’s ever had. It’s cool and refreshing and it soothes the dry burn of his throat beautifully, so that he feels like he’s drank pure magic more than water.

“You were exposed to the salt plains of Edom for a few moments, sweetheart. It’s why you’re so thirsty. Come here, Alexander. Drink more.”

Alec hasn’t introduced himself and doesn’t know the other’s name, but he doesn’t care and he drinks deeply and even lets himself lean trustingly into the other because if this is death, it’s the sweetest embrace Alec’s ever known.

“Alexander, darling. Aren’t you a treasure—” he’s told as he slides listlessly towards the other and then lips are being pressed to the shell of his ear, “I’m Magnus Bane, darling.”

Something in him reacts to that name, to the power behind such a person but Alec can’t find it in himself to care, not when he’s being taken care of so well.

“Magnus,” he murmurs and there is something devilishly intimate in being allowed to say such a powerful name.

“How I adore my name on your lips.” Magnus admits and the words make Alec shiver, because he’s worth so little but Magnus is holding him like he’s priceless.

“How did I even get here? I was, there was a ritual.”

“Yes, a warlock was trying to trick my magic. She wanted to endear herself to me undoubtedly, but she was going about it in a very wrong way. “

“Edom claimed you for me, Alexander. And the price for trying to steal from a king is steep.”

“So, I was taken as a sacrifice?” Alec asks, wondering why feels so very calm despite the danger he could be in.

“Actually, as a consort. We’re very compatible and all of my magic can tell and recognize such a thing.” Magnus tells him with a smirk and Alec finds himself forgetting all rationality and blushing because that’s not exactly what he thought Magnus was going to say and he doesn’t mind at all.

—

“We have to find another way. There isn’t a single warlock powerful enough to help us who will also risk getting involved in hell politics. No one is going to risk opening a portal to Edom.” Jace says hoarsely as he watches Clary grimly strike the last name off of their list.

“We can find someone else, someone not on the list!” Clary suggests and then winces, probably remembering that they’re still trying to fix the problems.

“Alec didn’t trust Rouse and you saw what happened, we need a better solution than this. Alec is Raziel knows where! For all we know, he could be in Edom itself! We don’t have time to be sitting around here.” Izzy is furious and it shows with the way she throws a dagger and Jace intervenes, getting it taken care of before it can hit Clary.

“We can petition the king of the East Coast.” Jace says slowly, face grimacing with the weight of such a stupid suggestion and Izzy’s hope curdles even as it flares.

“Yes, he would have the power. Wouldn’t he?”

“But Iz, you know deals with him are never straightforward and an audience alone comes at a heavy price. I don’t think we have the time for it.”

Izzy swallows and then nods, “then we go to the clave. We’ll use the possibility of the cup as leverage and the fact that Rouse purposefully made the ritual fall. She practically sacrificed Alec to whatever that demon was.”

“We can’t do that! I need the cup to find my mother.”

“Actually, we need your mother to find the cup.” Izzy reminds her, “we’re all just hoping that if we find the cup first, we’ll figure this mess out. That does not mean we’re going to leave my brother in some angel forsaken dimension that we can’t even track him to!” Izzy slams her fists down at the last part, “especially when you created this mess. So, help me Jace, if I lose Alec because of this.” And Izzy looks wrecked in a way Jace has never seen her and he winces, because it’s bad enough how much it’s affecting Izzy, but all Jace can think of is how many times he’s told Alec that ‘his best wasn’t good enough’ when it was the only thing getting their asses through bad situations safely.

Without Alec, Jace isn’t sure where to go now that no one has his back. He’s never had to face a situation where Alec didn’t come for him and Iz and Jace is finding that he doesn’t like it, his breath catching in his throat and he clears his voice roughly.

“Look, we’ll figure this out. We need to sleep okay; we can’t contact the clave like this. Hodge knows Alec is MIA, he has alerts out for him on the downlow, so the clave and Maryse don’t find out until we can make it work. Okay?”

Clary and Iz both nod and Jace hopes he’s making the right call as he sends them and himself to bed, his hand clenching around his hilt and he wonders if Alec is even still alive.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #magnus bane #malec #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #shadowhunters au #my fics #my fanfics #my ficlets

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paleode-ology · 1 year ago

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as always I’m thinking about the Stede/Izzy/Ed dynamic and trying to figure out how they can still win. I started going through this in the notes of a post and realized I just wanted to talk about it lmao so here we are

I’m Okay. So here’s the thing. I am so pro steddyhands. Like frankly it’s a dynamic that I love and want to see more of and like. As more mentally healthy individuals I think they would be soooo unstoppable like actually peak romance and chaos. BUT they are. Not. Mentally healthy individuals like they are all so incredibly fucked up. And that is maybe a post for another time. Anyway so I have two ideas about the ideal plotlines for these three, which I call the realistic plotline, and the one that won’t happen but would be sooooooo gay plotline.

This post ended up being kind of long bc I talk a lot lmao so here’s a cut.

Even though I want in my heart a steddyhands endgame, Jenkins has said that the third season would (if greenlit) be the last, and that’s just not enough time to work out a well-written and satisfying romantic end for the three of them. Also, I just honestly don’t think steddyhands was ever in the cards for this show; it would just be way too messy idk. Realistically, I think we can definitely get an Izzy and Ed reconciliation, and we’re DEFINITELY getting stizzy bonding this season, so at the very least they’ll all be friendly going into the third. But this season is obviously about Stede and Ed learning to trust each other again and get to know each other better before they go back into romance. They have shit to work out and they’re clearly gonna be starting to do that in the next few eps.

I thinkkk the plan is for them to heal this season and actually figure out their feelings for each other bc let’s be so real, they were so fucking repressed in season one and had just BARELY realized they were in love before things went to shit. The third season will probably just be them becoming proper husbands and co-captaining and like fighting the British yippee. Cannot wait.

As for Izzy. Oh my god Izzy. Okay. So he’s sticking around for now. He’s been the only one looking out for his crew this whole time (and honestly I think he and Stede might bond over that. Stede kind of gives very few fucks about his crew but he values their lives and doesn’t WANT to leave them behind. Tbh breaking them out while also dealing with Ed’s death was just so insane of him and like. He’s gonna be such a good captain.) and anyway, we know he’s going to be teaching Stede pirate things. Not to mention that everyone loves Con so Izzy’s undoubtedly going to be hanging with the crew and keeping them organized while Stede and Ed fuck off on their bonding excursions.

My running theory for Izzy in season three is that he’s going to be captaining the Adventure. (For those who don’t know, the real life Blackbeard had the real Israel Hands captain that ship for a hot minute.) Izzy’s wanted to captain a ship for a long time, and I mean, he’s the Revenge’s captain in all but name at this point. So once he’s sure Ed and Stede and the crew aren’t going to set the Revenge on fire and accidentally kill themselves, he’ll go off to captain the Adventure and have his own healing journey during the third season. Hell get to figure out what it’s like to be out from under the shadow of Blackbeard, and like honestly it’ll be way less stressful and he’ll have a good time. Season three can cut between his adventures and the Revenges adventures, and the overarching plot will have all of them reunite in the latter third of the season (deus ex machina Izzy PLEASE). They’ll work together, have a final reconciliation where they all end on good terms, and either Izzy will go his own way as his own pirate captain, or he’ll decide that he’s grown and healed but he still likes working with New Ed and he stays on with the Revenge or they form a fleet with the Revenge and the Adventure and maybe another ship that shows up at some point in the third (I just feel like a fleet of two ships sounds stupid sorry). Maybe they’ll give Izzy a boyfriend in season three also. Like maybe it’s just me but I feel like getting laid would fix him.

I’m really, really excited for Stede and Izzy to get closer this season. Their little enemies to romantic rivals to still romantic rivals but they have bigger things to worry about to besties is just so real. And I think that them being closer is going to just bring this new balance and dynamic that we haven’t seen before.

So that’s the realistic plotline. Everyone ends up happy, we have pirate husbands, and no one dies except for the British. Onto my insane pipedream plotline also known as the outline for the fic I will probably never write.

Basically, it starts off quite similar to the above prediction for the rest of the show. The only caveat is, the show extends past three seasons. I don’t know that Jenkins will keep writing after the third, even if the response is huge, just because he seems really dedicated to telling the story properly, and unless he decides now that he wants to keep it going, a fourth or more season would mess up the pacing of the show, especially since the season three finale is supposed to the The Show Finale. But for the sake of this fic outline, let’s pretend we get as many seasons as we want.

I still think Izzy should captain the Adventure. Like I really firmly believe that his and Ed’s relationship cannot fully heal unless they part ways for a bit, and as an Izzy diehard I just want him to have fun without worrying about Ed 24/7. I want it to be light, though. Like mostly just him working out his shit with Ed and what he wants from his life going forward.

Meanwhile, Ed and Stede get to have their honeymoon phase on the Revenge. They’ll have a mostly functioning crew for once, and I also like the idea of them escaping the law or fucking up nobles. Like just really have a fuck the rich moment. Once again, it’s light. BUT I also want them to acknowledge that they miss Izzy. Like Ed will tell stories about the years he worked with Hornigold and how he fell in love with pirating and probably compare this new beginning with him and Stede to when he set out on his own captaining journey and as he reminisces and starts to get over the trauma he never really dealt with, he’ll realize just how much Izzy was always there for him, and he’ll regret how he treated him when Izzy was the person closest to him for so long. Also, generally seems to be leaning away from being a full pirate rn. Like he’s definitely starting to realize that there’s more that he wants out of life, which he’s going to have to balance with pirating being the more that STEDE wanted out of his life.

Meanwhile, Stede will have his pirating tricks that Izzy taught him, and while Ed has his own style and certainly lots of pirating experience, he’s already taught Stede a lot, and, quite frankly, he’s a terrible teacher. Like. We saw how the sword fighting lessons went. Izzy is going to be more effective, and I think he and Stede are going to have a lot of fun once Izzy realizes that Stede actually respects his advice and genuinely wants to improve. Like that’s going to be really good for them. But then Izzy leaves, and Stede’s left with not very many people to go to with advice or ideas. People that will critique him (mostly) fairly. Once again, Ed loves Stede, but he mostly just wants Stede to be happy, and he’s good just being on the sidelines watching his husband slay the pirate life. So Stede misses Izzy too.

So does the crew. Ed tends to view himself as quite separate from the crew, and while that’s subject to change, I don’t think he actually knows how to be a good captain? Like. Izzy has been doing his job for him for forever. Meanwhile, Stede cares about the crew’s well-being, but he really isn’t that close with any of them. He very much sees himself as their leader, and lets them do whatever the fuck they want as long as the ship isn’t sinking and they all get to do some good old fashioned raiding.

Izzy, on the other hand, spent a long time in the space between captain and crew. While he sees himself as part of the crew, he has a huge responsibility that inherently comes with being first mate and is further burdened by the weight of dealing with post-breakup Ed. He earns the respect of the crew when they see how much he takes on for them. “He’s our dick.” While Ed’s prestige intimidates crews into following him, and Stede initially bought a crew, Izzy earned the respect of his crew, and he proved to them that he cared about their lives and their well-being. So yeah, going back to the Ed/Stede co-captaining chaos means that the crew is going to miss Izzy.

Note here that I think the Adventure would already have a crew. I don’t know under what circumstance they’d need a new captain, but let’s imagine that that’s what’s happening here. I want Izzy to be fully out on his own, without any of the crew he’d had before. Our season one crew stays with the husbands. In my mind, Izzy meets a guy from the Adventure, they become besties, and then that guy invites Izzy to come be their captain bc the old one like died or whatever. New guy is Izzy’s first mate, and helps him work through some of the Issues.

And Izzy LOVES being captain. He likes the responsibility, he likes looking out for his crew, and he enjoys looting and fucking over other pirates and colonizers and it’s just a whole vibe for him. He’ll earn the respect of this crew as well. He prioritizes their lives over his own, and they genuinely enjoy working for him.

Here’s the thing, though. Being captain is lonely. He has his own quarters, which are pretty fucking sparse. He has a new crew, and while making his own name is good for his ego, no one on his new ship knows him the way his old crewmates did. And let’s be honest, while his crew enjoys working for him, he runs a tight ship. He’s abrasive. He’s brutally honest. He can be cruel. He’s fucking insane with a sword. Let’s not forget that this is a man who, unlike Ed and Stede (for now) very willingly murders. Izzy can be SCARY when he’s not running himself ragged trying to please and take care of and save the man he loved without getting the rest of his crew killed.

So. He’s not really bonding with the crew. They aren’t friends. They’re just a team of pirates who trust their very scary leader. He’s close with his first mate, at least, since that’s the buddy who brought him onto the Adventure. For the most part, the isolation isn’t bad. He’s allowed to reflect and grow and become more confident in himself. He realizes he’s his own person and not just Blackbeard’s guard dog.

Still, he finds that there are things he misses about the Revenge, so when Ed and Stede find themselves in a tight spot (with the British? I do think it would be so fucking funny if we had ANOTHER Badminton), Izzy doesn’t hesitate to come to their rescue. He saves the day, gets to talk a bit with the husbands, and they decide that while being separate was good, maybe traveling together is something they can do again. The Adventure joins the Revenge, and we end season three.

THEN in season four we get to see the three of them together again. Their time apart has helped ease tensions, but there’s still work to be done before we enter poly territory. So Ed and Stede are fully in a relationship, with Izzy on the outskirts. Izzy’s gotten over his blind devotion to Ed and has grown closer to Stede, and it’s comfortable, but sometimes still a bit weird.

Izzy’s (and by extension, Ed’s) past is coming back to haunt him in this season. People he thought he’d left behind show up, enemies he’s made are coming back for revenge, and he can’t deal with it all on his own. Ed and Stede have to help him through it, and they have his back the way he had theirs at the end of season three. Ed begins to realize that he didn’t know Izzy as well as he thought he had back when they were shipmates, and so they get to talk and properly discuss what went wrong between them (namely Ed’s dismissive attitude towards Izzy and Izzy’s inability to accept Ed as anything other than the Dread Pirate Blackbeard).

Stede and Izzy get to be Violent together while Ed stays behind and organizes the auxiliary wardrobe, and now that Stede has improved on his swordsmanship even more, they get to have a lot of fun. Bonding via murder, my beloved. They learn how to work as a team, which would just be SUCH a dynamic like gentlemen pirate plus rabid chihuahua? Nothing better.

Eventually, I think the Adventure would make its departure. Izzy’s first mate would become captain, and they’d part amicably. Izzy stays with the Revenge. With Ed and Stede. The three of them take meals together. Izzy is a co-captain in all but name, preferring to remain first mate as long as he gets a say in what they do and where they go. He loves working more with the crew again, and they’re more responsive to him than they’ve ever been.

And slowly but surely, they all realize their complicated feelings for one another. Secretly and without telling each other, obviously. Ed and Stede are both confused with themselves because they’re HAPPY they have and love each other, but they also both value their time with Izzy so, so much, and of course they can’t say anything to the other because then Ed will think Stede doesn’t want him anymore, or vice versa, and that’s not what’s happening.

Izzy is just so fucking confused bc he can tell that how he felt about Blackbeard hasn’t gone away, exactly, but something’s different. And when he and Stede are fighting together or preparing the next ambush or discussing plans for their next stop, it’s so fun. Fighting with Stede is like breathing in a way that fighting with Ed never was. So. What the fuck? But it doesn’t matter how he feels anyway because Ed and Stede are together and why would either of them ever want to replace the other with Israel (Basilica) Hands?

So while they’re each having an existential fucking crisis, the entire crew knows what’s going on, or they at least have realized that there’s something weird happening with Izzy and the captains, but it’s not bad the way it had been before. So there’s betting pools going on who’s fucking who and whether or not Ed and Stede will leave the other for Izzy or if they’ll all just end up being together.

And just as things are reaching a breaking point between the three of them (Izzy retreats from them both, snapping at them and refusing to open up the way he had been previously and yelling at the crew more than usual, Ed stops talking to anyone at all, preferring instead to do target practice with Jim, and Stede is throwing himself into one raid or project after another, staying up through the night until he can’t stay awake any longer), our main conflict comes into play. We’ve been dealing with someone from Izzy’s past all season, and things finally come to a head. Tables are turned, and now Ed and Stede have to work together to save Izzy from whatever the fuck is happening. During this time, they realize that Izzy is equally important to the both of them and vital for the co-captain dynamic and they’re like. Fuck. Now we REALLY have to save Izzy.

And god, Izzy’s been saving their asses this entire time, hasn’t he? He’s always been there, and now they need to be there for him.

So uhhhh they rescue him and everyone kisses yippee that’s the ens of season four. Season five gets to be the True Poly Season, where they get to fuck around and be the baddest bitches of all time and it’s beautiful.

And that’s my rough outline for. What the show could be? A fic I want to write but probably won’t? Uhhhh yeah 👍

#ofmd #our flag means death #steddyhands #Izzy hands #ed teach #Blackbeard #Stede bonnet #gentlebeard #edizzy #stizzy #this is so long I’m gonna have to run it through a word counter bc I’m quite curious #but uh yeah #can you tell Izzy’s become my favorite character bc OUGH

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lovemesomeagnst · 4 months ago

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THAT BONUS SCENE OH MY GOD???? Thank you lots for @charliedrawsstuffig for granting us the chance to see it and love u lots for it!!

Anyway I have SO much to say???? So spoilers I guess??

First of all, TWIN CENTRIC is something I’d never thought I’d see ever since I’ve long abandoned the idea of ever getting their own book. I’m still pretty sad about that but a whole chapter focused on them is more than what I could have expected so I’m not so upset anymore!!

I think it was so cool to see how the twins bantered with one another without the Magic Misfits around. Like they bantered exactly like I’d imagine them to and their little snark towards one another is so so sooo entertaining to read! I especially loved how they’re kinda sassy with one another and are just so silly and fun!! It’s exactly how I’d imagine them :3

Also this was killing me HELPPP

They’re so ridiculous but they’re my favourite siblings ever so seeing them with their own actual chapter was so good to see! I loved the fact that this chapter is basically a snippet where they found B.Bosso’s secret box cause I always thought that when they mentioned they had their own box from a treasure seek event it would be like a background mention or some old event that happened at the resort, not an actual chapter focused on it?!

I just found that SO cool cause it’s like those kind of stories where they actually give you a scene to something background that happened in the main series like ahhhhh.

ALSO THIS IS WILDDDD cause apparently we got to see Dean with sinister intentions already in the SECOND book instead of the fourth.

Makes it sorta interesting to think about how reading the bonus scene first would have changed our perception because I read all the main books first before I knew this bonus scene existed so I read it knowing Dean had deliberately planted them the clues cause he had bad intentions and was Kincaid and whatever, but if I had read the bonus scene in book two FIRST, that would have changed literally EVERYTHING???? The reveal that Dean was Kincaid would still be shocking but him being like an antagonist and on Kilroy’s side wouldn’t be so surprising and we would have been suspicious of him from the start…

Also the twins are so adorable and clever in their own way :33 I love how they discovered the clues and just went around the resort looking. That small scene where they performed for the people at the spa was great and I love how we got to see the twins have silly silly talks like no words can fully describe how excited I am or how my heart is literally AHHHHH.

I LOVE THIS SCENE SM ITS LIKE THEYRE REASSURING THEMSELVES CONFIDENTLY AWWW.

Yes they’re actually plenty clever cause even though they joke a lot and aren’t serious sometimes they’re also one of the most observant in the group? I mean there’s been MANY instances in book four and others where the twins would discover or notice something first and it’s just ughhh they’re so underrated you have no idea how much we need this chapter.

Also its SUCH a relief to finally have an official chapter for me to rely on whenever I want to write the twins cause now we have 👏🏽canonically👏🏽accurate👏🏽portrayals for themselves and its so so sooooo good and everything I pictured.

I love Izzy’s characterisation so much here like it’s so fun to watch how her and Olly literally just add on to each others comments and so on and its so aoshakhsjashjaha ahhhhh. Also Dean is so odd here and knowing the context I don’t trust him around the kids grr.

Also but appreciation to how amazing like the chapter is cause it even has little sections for us to decipher ahhhhh

Anyway mwah mwah fave chapter now! Adding on to reasons why Book 2 is the best and my favourite for REAL.

#the magic misfits #izzy golden #olly golden #this is literally everything???#its so good #its too short #i need more grr #but this compared to nothing at all #id gratefully take this #tysm #guys u should totally check out the tmm server cause the bonus chapter was just posted there by our slay friend June #tmm rants

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izzyshandz · 1 year ago

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"You hate me, don’t you."

Izzy didn’t know how he felt about Stede anymore, so when he asked the question his mind went blank and his hands curled into fists.

"Well I wouldn’t say I like you."

He replied curtly, attempting to keep any and all formalities out of his gruff voice. Leave it up to Stede to bombard him first thing in the morning, this was common after Blackbeard- Ed. After Ed had begun his recovery of the mutiny; that thought causing a forlorn jab to pierce through his gut almost vicious enough to keel over-- but Izzy didn’t outwardly budge. Stede would approach him and ask him about his sleep, and his leg, oh he hated when Stede asked about his leg. The little squeezing finger movements he would make when he requested to massage it all better, the harsh string of beratement from Izzy’s lips had put a stop to that on day one. They would stand on the deck and Izzy would grunt orders at the crew who dutifully obliged, despite being demoted by Blackbeard the Gentleman pirate practically demanded he help him instead.

At first he profusely refused, until Frenchie made eyes at him; damn Frenchies eyes- claiming to be unable and unfit to really lead (Which Izzy sincerely doubted, but accepted as fact regardless.). His loyalty lies to that crew and no one else, so if directing them beneath the helm of the great Stede Bonnet was helping he would do it. It has roughly been a week with Stede back on the ship and Izzy was restless, he would hear the irritable creak and growl of Ed in the chambers of Stedes room followed by marital-like spatting. He wouldn’t deny when he saw the formerly-disliked pirate leaning over that desk talking about Ed burning everything around him, he saw himself in Stede and over the time he was beginning to realize how alike they were.

Not just their attachment to Blackbeard, the love; as it were past or present but the ability to place unwavering loyalties. Stede stepped up to him in ways that got him shot and Edward listened. Perhaps he was jealous, no he was absolutely jealous. Though the time he spent alone with Stede like this made that ebb away little by little, the sunny training sessions and the almost comical way they carried themselves around each other. Stede was a more well put together version of him, how he managed it he didn’t know but Izzy was determined to find that path on his own; he wasn’t the only teacher on the ship anymore.

"-But hates a strong word, Bonnet."

Izzy spoke up again, earning a wide-eyed stare which he spotted out of his peripheral. There’s that feeling in his stomach again, Stede is smiling. "I seem to recall you liked the word hate last time we saw each other."

"Last time we saw each other I sold you out."

"Oh yes- I remember very well. I still haven’t forgiven you for that, by the way."

Izzy grinned, Stede caught it but didn’t say a word; seeing Izzy smile was a rare occurrence and oddly he didn’t wish to startle it away from his expression.

"Yeah don’t worry you’re not the only one. I’ve not forgiven myself either."

Those words struck the other pirate with a pang of sadness, this poor… small man. He’s got so many issues. To be fair, they all do.

"Well that’s just sad, doubting your own choices like that." He offered unhelpfully, making Izzy steel his expression once more. It was true he had been through a lot this past year, the past ten… no twenty even; he’s had little to no time to stop. The first hand leaned forward and for once, relaxed his upper half against the ledge of the ship- staring out at the waves crashing against its hull. He could feel Stede close beside him, corralling to try and take a look at what Izzy found so interesting.

"I was a scared man, Bonnet." He began truthfully, the other wading into a silence and getting comfortable to listen; an encouraging smile on his face the whole time. "Scared of the future, scared of the ship, scared of you."

"Of me!" The incredulous gasp met his ears, earning a short glare from the shorter male which briskly shut him up.

"I kept running into you." He admitted, "It was stupid, I suppose looking back. The instant Ed heard about you I felt-" Stede held his breath for the words he was about to hear.

"Useless."

The gentleman pirate deflated. "I had no idea you felt that way Izzy. If you had said something-" He began, immediately being cut off by a growl. "-nothing would’ve changed. Ed would still be head over heels flailing at you in a silk dressing gown and you would’ve broken him all the same." The pair stared at each other in unabashed silence for a moment before Izzy looked away briskly. "Maybe if I hadn’t have tried to speak against him I would’ve been fine." He sounded remorseful, that made Stede settle into silence.

"We’ve both fucked up quite a lot, haven’t we?"

Stede asked softly, earning another grin from Izzy. "We have, in some ways. We’ve all done something wrong, Bonnet." He turned to him again, this time a bit less gruff. "At least you haven’t lost a leg, Yet."

The man paled with horror at the thought, "Well at least you look absolutely fantastic with that leg Pete helped whittle for you!" He’d blush at the compliment if he realized it was for him and not Pete, chin coming to rest on his arm.

"Izzy-"

"Israel."

They both stilled, and he almost felt fucking timid. Stomaching that down he stood, attempting to ride off the briefly vulnerable moment shared between them. "You’re my captain, so you get to call me Israel." His chest felt absolutely sick as that cursed smile met him, it was so sickly sweet he feared he would hurl.

"Israel." Stede started fondly, a genuine note of true happiness to his lips as he nudged his hand against the others resting on the ship. "I’m quite honored to have your wisdom and experience aboard my ship. If you ever need to talk more-"

Yep. That’s it. "Say another word and I’ll chop your balls off." He said suddenly, sharply. Staring away with a visible tint to his features that did not go unnoticed by Stede, earning a gentle: "Noted." In his wake as he strode off to make sure Fang wasn’t slacking off. Didn’t matter if he was, he just needed to hide before the embarrassment crept up to his ears.

#gentlebeard #stizzy #stede x izzy #light mentions of blackbeard #i wrote this to cope with relationship trauma #stede and izzy both agree they’re a little silly pair of lads #THIS IS PG #ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd spoilers

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flirtmcgirt · 1 month ago

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Why I hate MMFD Series 3, Circa 2015.

Ok, like I said, i randomly found this in my phone. It is extra, it is wild, it all holds up lol. It’s embarrassing, but who cares? S3 was embarrassing. It’s VERY long. Laugh, cry, mock me, fight me, enjoy yourselves. I’ll never get over it.

1. The whole series has a bleak feeling almost immediately that doesn’t let up. I don’t just mean plot, I mean color palette and vibes. It has this washed out feeling I hate.

2. I don’t side with Rae on her interview. I don’t. She didn’t take it seriously.

3. Rae wants to go to uni because..? Rae chose Bristol because..? Rae has no backup schools because..?

4. Rae says she’s happy. Cool. Why? What’s been happening? How’s treatment been going? The most elementary rule of storytelling: show, don’t tell. I feel like we got told for 2 hours, with no fill-in of the gap.

5. The end of season 2 felt like the jumping off of the beginning of something: Chloe healing emotionally, the relationship with Rae and her mom, Rae and Finn, attempts at taking therapy seriously. We spend the next 2 hours digging into NONE of these things. I’m not dumb, I know time was limited. But we needed more exposition, flashbacks, more SOMETHING. Why should I believe things are going well, especially when they’re about to collapse.

6. Flashbacks (this blows my mind): Rae shows us what we think are flashbacks talking about her happiness. They’re not-they’re flash forwards. And all of them are after Rae starts being dishonest and backsliding. That has always upset me as a viewer. We NEVER see Rae progress in this series in retrospect.

7. Why are Rae and Finn hiding major life decisions from each other?

8. Chloe’s doing well! Cool! Again, how and why?

9. Look, I was young with a boyfriend once too. I get there’s limited time between school, work, and family, and you want to spend the time you have taking off each other’s clothes at that age. But there’s no emotional intimacy here and it spits in the face of earlier seasons.

10. “I love you.” Enough said. But fine. Let’s take it at face value. Why are they not expressing themselves ? Are they happy, are they unsure around each other, are they coasting on lust? We don’t know, bc bad storytelling.

11. We’re right back to “let’s only discuss my boyfriend in terms of his looks.” Bo-ring, no growth, and not to get too explicit, but you don’t have repeated, committed sex, and not get past some of this. Embarrassing things happen, funny things, you open up emotionally and get real with yourself and each other. You’re telling me these two never made weird noises or weird faces or sweated horrifically all over each other?

12. I’ve always seen Linda as someone who cares for Rae, worries, and is observant, but often doesn’t do the best thing because of her own issues. She is out to lunch most of the series and I hated it.

13. The car crash. I hate it for so many reasons. It sucked up the plot time we needed not to make the whole series feel disjointed. It was too dramatic for me. One of the things I always loved about MMFD was it felt like a relatable show that featured teens, not necessarily a teen show. This was a teen soap stunt.

14. Rae is ostensibly happy when she gets her acceptance. Why does she immediately discard the idea? Why no inner dialogue about her actual desires?

15. KESTER. We’ve said it all. Kester telling her what to do instead of working through her feelings? Irresponsible. Lying? Irresponsible. Not properly transitioning out of therapy? Irresponsible? The mental health messages were disgusting overall. Add another therapist COVERING and letting her dump her meds was even worse. Kester’s choices were all about covering his own ass, and he’s ultimately pathetic.

16. The Gang. Just so much why? Why are Izzy and Chop forced into being stupid? Why does no one give a shit about Finn? Why is everyone grappling with major life changes but only Chloe and Rae have to bear any drama. Why is Archie not in uni? Why does everyone clearly know Rae is suffering and doesn’t even try to help; more importantly they mock her? That last piece makes me legit angry.

17. I like Rae and Chloe’s friendship growth. That it came at the expense of Rae’s guilt, fear, and shame is just disappointing.

18. Finn looks..tired, even before the Katie business. He looks overwhelmed and unsure and scared, and like he’s spent two years biting his tongue. I don’t doubt for a second he loves her, but is it healthy? It didn’t look healthy, and again, why? You’re getting paid to TELL ME A STORY.

19. Rae never uses anything she learned in therapy all series.

20. No one but Rae gets a real storyline and that stinks.

21. Katie. Faye Marsay is better than this. Lost more plot time for a teenage Single White Female retread.

22. The cheating. Out of character, we never get clear resolution on what happened, and most importantly to me, it’s the main reason for a breakup that has so many other tells simmering in the background, imo. That Rae is condescending, doesn’t own up to her parts, is just. Yeah. Why should I believe this person is ok? PS-We know he bought her that “you’re the milk to my cookies” shirt, it only makes sense. Ma’am you did not act like it.

23. Katie’s entire voodoo speech burns me up because we never get confirmation Rae doesn’t internalize and/or reject this. I actually think a conversation about the ripple effect of mental health is so important, and deserved better than whatever the hell this was.

24. Rae’s whole A-level experience. She gets saved and coddled so she can go somewhere they won’t play that game with her. How does this help her or show she’s ready?

25. No chippy. Fine, whatever, but I miss it lol.

26. Everyone perving on Finn, come on, this was cringe.

27. The look Chloe gives Finn at the pub. I don’t understand it, but I don’t like it.

28. No Baby Bouchtat time, wtfffff.

29. Rae never comes to a realization we hear about why she wants uni. She gets her back against the wall because her mom has to leave and everything else is falling apart. Great.

30. Speaking of, why is Linda still at home 2(?) months after she said she wanted to leave, halfway through her husband’s contract? I thought it was so damn important.

31. Rae’s dad..more plot time wasted. I honestly barely remember this. PS-hey Rae, I bet Finn Nelson would’ve heavily related if you said your shitty dad popped back up and you were struggling.

32. It seems like Rae cuts everybody out after the ball. This is not real life. You lose touch, people fade away, sure. Over months and years, not by cutting bonds off at the knees.

33. Town only being the background to Archie’s plot was such a waste.

34. That tub scene was sickening and irresponsible as fuck. Every other mental health episode in other seasons had inner dialogue to help the audience. That they played it as straight and left the audience dangling that long was reprehensible.

35. Everyone on this show got to develop an outside life we knew about away from Rae except Finn and he deserved more.

36. The going it alone message is terrible. You always need support and love from people around you.

37. Petty, but that dress did Sharon no favors, please dress our queen properly.

38. The last song being Creep is so lyrically bleak and sums up this entire dumpster fire.

39. “The bullshit goes with me?” GOODBYE. Please.

40. The train scene: kind of nice! Reminiscing! Tix! But also weird. Why do Kester and Chloe look so serious? Why does Finn only look like he wants to fuck her? Why is Liam even there? Whatever.

Please add more lol. Or don’t, because this is out of control. I roast because I loved and knew what it was capable of once.

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mandiemon3 · 1 year ago

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The Best Revenge is Living Well- Chapter 4

“How are you feeling?” The gruff voice behind them made Mo jump. They spun around to find the speaker, and hit Izzy in the stomach before they realized there was no danger. The first mate doubled over and groaned.

“Ah, Izzy, I’m so sorry!” They grabbed his shoulders to stabilize him as he slowly straightened back up to his full height.

Izzy chuckled, holding his stomach. “Don’t be,” he croaked. “I’m glad you protected yourself.”

“Yeah, but I don’t need to protect myself from you!” Izzy’s unreadable eye contact made Mo’s face burn. They just knew they were turning an obnoxious shade of pink.

Izzy bit back a grin. “Well, before I was assaulted, I was just checking on you. Wanted to make sure you were healing alright after our training the other night.”

Mo realized they were still holding onto Izzy’s shoulders, quickly releasing him and fiddling with a ring on their hand. “Yeah, I’m doing alright,” they reassured hum, relieved to hear their voice didn’t betray their embarrassment. “I still have some pretty intense bruising, but hey, I’ve had a lot worse and still walked away.” They smirked. “Not even a fight with the great Izzy Hands could keep me down for long.”

Izzy smirked back. “Not when I hold back from giving the final blow,” he said dryly. “Yeah, but how could you bring yourself to hurt the ‘ray of sunshine pirate’?” Mo laughed when Izzy feigned a scowl, lightly punching him on the shoulder. “Don’t pretend like you’re not coming around to me. I can see it on your face, Izzy, you’re starting to like me. Or at least not hate me.” Izzy rolled his eyes, but took a small step back. He cleared his throat, wiping away any trace of his smile.

“Well, now that I know you’re alright, you should get back to work.” Back to being first mate and crew member, he made clear.

“Yeah,” Mo said, disappointed that they couldn’t continue joking around. “Hey, are we still good for night lessons tonight? I should be recovered enough to maybe do some more physical stuff again. Not that your navigation lessons weren’t fascinating," they added, hoping he could tell they were being sincere.

Izzy nodded. “I’ll have to check your bruising later to make sure you’re ready for it, but yes. I’ll see you tonight.” He began to walk away before Mo called after him. “Hey, Iz?” He turned back to face them. “Don’t work yourself too hard, okay? I know you didn’t get as bruised as me, but don’t run yourself ragged for my sake, or the rest of the crew for that matter.” Izzy rolled his eyes, but Mo saw the brief upturn of his lips before he turned away.

Mo turned back to work on removing the knots from old ropes. They were beginning to really look forward to their night lessons with Izzy. As much as they loved learning new skills that could potentially save their life one day, the thing they found themselves looking forward to most each night was spending time with Izzy. While they enjoyed what time they spent with him during the day, he was different at night. He had time to talk about things, and their ritual of drinking together after their more demanding lessons had allowed him to loosen up a bit. More than anything else, he seemed to benefit from time away from the rest of the crew. Even though they were willing to drop the “Izzy the Spewer” nickname, more for Mo’s benefit than for Izzy’s, no one else had warmed up to him yet. Every day, Mo was forced to watch him walk around, tense from the pressure of being first mate, unable to really connect with anyone else on the boat. Even when they had tried pulling him aside during the day to help him calm down after dealing with a particularly intense confrontation with Stede or Lucius, he couldn’t stop worrying about how the rest of his crew would see him. He refused to show any weakness in front of them, and having emotions was deemed a weakness by pirate standards.

Mo refused to give up on helping him. Not just because he was helping them, or even because of basic human decency. As much as dick as he could be at times, Izzy had become a friend, someone to protect. It hurt Mo’s heart to see him struggle so much, so desperate for respect and approval from his captain that he would never earn. They liked seeing his rare smiles, and every time he laughed, they would think about it the rest of the day and feel a little giddy. They couldn’t understand how people couldn’t see the good in him.

Mo’s eyes widened, their hands stalling as they froze in place. “Oh shit,” they whispered under their breath, trying to ignore the way their stomach lurched. “Do…do I…,” they trailed off, before looking around to make sure no one had noticed them. They didn’t dare finish the thought out loud. The idea of someone hearing them say they had feelings for Izzy Hands was too much to handle. “Fuuuuuuck,” they groaned quietly, turning to face the open sea so no one could see the way they grimaced.

They looked around, trying to find Frenchie. They spotted him across the deck, talking to Wee John. They carefully set down the rope they were working on before making their way across the deck to their friends.

“Hey guys,” Mo interjected softly, “is it okay if I borrow Frenchie for a minute?”

Wee John and Frenchie exchanged a concerned look before nodding. Mo mumbled a “Thanks” and grabbed Frenchie’s hand, pulling him down into the ship, towards the room the crew shared.

“Mo, babes, what’s going on?” Frenchie asked as he was dragged along by his friend.

“I, uh, I’ll let you know when we get there,” they stammered.

Once they reached the room, and Mo had closed the door behind them, they dropped his hand. They pressed their back against the door, heart beating rapidly in their chest.

“Honey,” Frenchie’s voice was soft, bending down to look at Mo’s face. “Darling, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” Mo shook their head.

“N-no, I’m alright. I just, uh, I just realized something and I could not be up there around everyone.” They glanced up, meeting his gaze. “Shit. I’m sorry for grabbing you like that, I guess I just thought maybe you could talk some sense into me or something.” “Alright. Yeah, I’m sure I can do that,” he said, doing his best to stay calm. “But you have to tell me what’s going on for me to help.” Mo’s eyes began to sting, their face heating up. “Okay. I’m going to tell you, but you have to promise not to laugh. Or judge me. Gods, you’re going to want to judge me, but I need you to suppress the urge because you’re my friend, okay?” Frenchie nodded solemnly, crossing his heart.

They took a shaky breath, fighting to stay calm. “Okay, so I was working on removing knots from the rope, like Izzy asked me to, and I was thinking about our night lessons, and how much I enjoy them. I mean, I’ve always loved learning things, and these things are pretty important to know with our occupation.” Mo’s eyes began to water, and they had to fight off the tremor in their voice. “But I realized that my favorite part of the lessons wasn’t the lesson itself. It was…spending time with him.” Their voice cracked. “And it has been for a while, if I’m being honest with myself. The last few days, training with him has been…special. At least to me.” They laughed weakly. “Frenchie, I think I have feelings for him, and I don’t know what to do.” They looked up at their friend, unable to stop the first few tears from spilling over.

Frenchie looked confused, clearly caught off guard by their confession, but wasted no time in wrapping his arms around Mo, holding them closely and laying their head on his chest. He carded his fingers through their hair, quietly soothing them.

“It’ll be alright, love,” he whispered. “Are you just…caught off guard by these feelings, or is there something else going on?”

Mo sniffled, holding onto Frenchie’s shirt tightly. “I don’t even know,” they mumbled. “I guess it all just hit me at once. Oh gods, what am I going to do?” they whined. “How am I supposed to continue our lessons? It’s not like he’d ever… you know…reciprocate.” They took a deep breath, forcing their heart rate to slow back down. “One thing is for sure, I can’t go back out there looking like this.” They wiped their eyes, still clinging to Frenchie.

“Why don’t you take a minute in here, alright babe? You should have a moment to process it all before having to deal with anyone else.” Mo whimpered as Frenchie rubbed their back. What they did to deserve such a friend, they would never know.

They looked up at him, managing a small smile despite it all. “You’re a good friend, Frenchie. Thank you.”

Frenchie rubbed their cheek affectionately, smiling down at them. “Anytime, love.”

Suddenly, Mo had another, more unpleasant realization. They let out a loud groan, thumping their forehead onto Frenchie’s chest, ignoring the twinge of pain from their lingering bruise.

“Fuuuuuuck. Lucius is going to know so fast. He’s like a bloodhound for complicated relationships, and then everyone will know. Oh, why me? Why Izzy? Why couldn’t it be anyone else?” They buried their face in their friend’s shirt. “My life is a cosmic joke,” they mumbled, muffled by the fabric.

“Oh, dear,” Frenchie said quietly, rubbing his hand up and down their back. “Everything will sort itself out. And if it doesn’t, I’ll be here for you.”

“How in the fuck is this suppose to sort itself out though, Frenchie?” Mo asked, hating that they let themselves get in the situation in the first place. “He’s never going to feel the same way. And he’s on a different crew, with a higher rank, working for fucking Blackbeard of all people. There’s no way this plays out well, even if he did…reciprocate.”

They sighed softly. “And now I’ll just have to continue my lessons with him, like everything’s fine. Like I didn’t do the most Me thing possible and have an entire fucking meltdown because I realized a bit too late that I have feelings for him.” They groaned, screwing their eyes shut. “Gods, I’m a fucking idiot.”

“Hey,” Frenchie said sternly, drawing their attention up to him. “You’re not a fucking idiot, babe. You’re my best friend, and you’re brilliant. You’ve got odd taste in men,” he said with a small smile, “but you’re smart, and funny, and kind. If he can’t see that, it’s his loss.”

Mo nodded, giving him a small smile.

“Thank you, Frenchie,” they said quietly. “You know you’re my best friend too.” They dried their eyes on the back of their hand, slowly pulling themselves out of Frenchie’s arms. They sniffed, wiping their nose on their sleeve. They had allowed themselves their breakdown, but now it was time to get back to business.

Mo sighed wearily. “Okay,” they said, voice unusually bleak. “I’m ready to go back out.” “You sure? You could take a few more minutes if you’re not ready.” They shook their head, giving Frenchie a quick squeeze on his upper arm. “No amount of time is going to fix this for me,” they said, looking up at their tall friend. “I can’t dwell on it. All I can do is go out there and…deal with it. Somehow.”

Frenchie frowned. “Alright,” he said after a moment. “If you’re sure. You know, though, I’m always here for you.”

Mo smiled weakly. “I know, love. I’m always going to be here for you too. So,” they added, making an attempt to get their joking spirit back, “when it’s your turn to realize a crush and then have a total breakdown about it, I’ll be ready to return the favor.” They took his hand in theirs. “Now c’mon, let’s get back out there before Izzy realizes we aren’t doing our jobs. Last thing I need right now is the emotional whiplash of him yelling at me.”

That night, Mo sat on deck, waiting for Izzy. They had pushed a crate over to the railing so they could perch on it, looking out over the sea and the way the moonlight danced on the water. Before too long, they heard the fall of familiar footsteps.

“Hey, Iz,” they said, not bothering to turn around. “Isn’t the water beautiful tonight?”

Izzy sat down next to them. “Yeah, I guess it is.” He cleared his throat. “I overheard Wee John telling Bonnet about you running off with your mate Frenchie earlier today. He said you seemed upset.” He paused, swallowing thickly. “I guess I wanted to see if you were alright.” He glanced over, but Mo still did not turn towards him.

Instead, they looked down at their hands as they fiddled with their ring. Normally, Izzy noticing that they were upset and asking about them would make them feel over the moon, but tonight it felt like a cruel joke. The moment they realized what they wanted, something that could never be, that’s when he started being nice.

Mo sighed. “Yeah,” they said flatly. “Yeah, I’m okay. I just had a rough day.” They finally glanced over at Izzy, who hadn’t broken his stare. “Sorry for dragging Frenchie away from his work, and abandoning my own job. It won’t happen again.”

Izzy furrowed his brow. “It’s alright,” he said, uncharacteristically offhandedly. “What happened to make today rough, if you don’t mind me asking?” His voice was so gentle, it made Mo want to cry. He cleared his throat. “If something is happening among the crew to cause stress, I need to know. Part of the job.”

Mo could feel the muscles in their shoulders tighten, their jaw clenching. They could feel the emotions bubbling up, but they had no choice but to stomp them down. Izzy wouldn’t understand. Any big emotions scared him, and this emotion would have him jumping over the railing to get away.

“I’m sorry,” Mo managed, voice shaking. “I-I can’t talk about it. It’s all just…a bit much right now.” They sniffled. “So, you ready for our lesson?” they asked weakly, desperate to change the subject. “I was thinking maybe we could try fist fighting again.”

Izzy frowned, studying their face closely. “You sure you’re up for that?” he asked after a few seconds. “If you’re not feeling well, we don’t have to train tonight. Like you said, we shouldn’t be wearing ourselves ragged.” Mo smiled weakly. “So now you’re using my own advice against me? Low blow, Izzy.”

Izzy gave a small smile. “Anything to keep you from hurting yourself.” His words felt like a knife in their heart as they clambered off the crate onto their feet. “Please, Iz, just fight me. A little pain might actually ground me right now.” They chuckled sadly. “It’s better than getting piss drunk. Or at least I think it is.”

Izzy sighed tiredly, looking out over the ocean. The sad sound tugged at Mo’s heartstrings.

“Is there anything else that would ground you?” he asked, looking at them intently. “Something that wouldn’t break your ribs?”

Mo shrugged. “Nothing that I’ve found,” they answered honestly. “It’s always either been fighting or, when it gets really bad, drinking. I know it’s probably not the best coping in the world, but it’s better than mindless sex or drugs.” They paused, sighing. “Again, that’s my guess. I’ve never been one for either, but who knows.”

Izzy stood up from the crate, an odd look on his face as he walked to stand in front of Mo. He gazed down at them, his expression nervous but determined. He slowly stepped forward, closing the gap between them as he leaned down to kiss them.

The kiss was soft at first. Feeling Mo kiss him back, Izzy wrapped his arms around them, pulling them closer as their hands went to the back of his neck. Very quickly it grew in intensity until the two were struggling to breathe, each unwilling to pull away first from their frenzied embrace. Izzy’s hands went down to settle on Mo’s waist, and Mo pulled back, breaking the kiss.

“Wait, wait,” they stammered, panting gently. “What is this?” they asked, their voice quiet as they searched his face for answers.

Izzy’s expression was soft as he looked down at them. “It’s what you need.” He leaned back down, recapturing their lips.

Mo pushed against Izzy’s chest, forcing him away and breaking the kiss.

“No, no, no, no. I can’t do this, Izzy! Not-not with you!”

He pulled back, hurt flashing across his face.

“I’m sorry, it’s not what you think,” they rushed to explain. “It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just, I- I can’t do this with you!”

He swallowed hard, using one hand to smooth his hair back. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly, his voice low and gruff. “I must have misread the situation.” He tried to walk away, but Mo reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him back.

“Izzy, no! It’s not what you think, it’s not that I don’t want to, I just can’t!” “Why?!” he demanded, stepping closer to look down at them. “If it’s really not what I think, then what is it?”

Mo faltered. This wasn’t something that should just be blurted out. They tried to speak, but the words got stuck in their throat, leaving them squeaking and fumbling over words.

“For fuck’s sake, Mo! Just spit it out already!” A spark of anger ignited in Mo’s chest, burning away at their caution. “This is for your sake, asshole!” Mo spat. “I’m trying to find the right way to say it so I don’t freak you out, but I guess that’s unavoidable because you have no fucking patience! So you wanna know what it is?”

Izzy nodded, holding his arms out to the side. His face was red with anger as he glared at them.

“I have fucking feelings for you, you dick!” They faltered, their anger fading away. “I just…I can’t do this with you and then pretend in the morning that I don’t want to stay with you. I can’t do that and then just be friends, or colleagues, or whatever the fuck it is you’ve been calling whatever we are. I can’t be that close to having everything I want just to walk away in the morning and pretend like I’m fine.” They sighed, covering their face with their hands. They breathed heavily, slowly realizing the weight of what they had just revealed.

“Look,” Mo said, slowly peeling their hands back down, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to blurt that out to you. You don’t have to say anything. Well, maybe something.” They chuckled halfheartedly. “You-you don’t have to feel any pressure, is what I meant. I get it, you’re…not like me.”

Mo glanced up at Izzy. His face was stony, impossible to read. His eyes flitted around, his mind clearly going a mile a minute even as he stayed frozen in place.

“Iz?” they asked cautiously. “Please say something. Anything. Or punch me. Just…something, please.” Izzy stayed silent, refusing to look Mo in the eye.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he spoke, still averting his eyes.

“Did Spriggs put you up to this?” His voice was flat, all fight gone from it.

“W-what?” Mo stammered out. “No, Lucius doesn’t even know. I mean, he might suspect something, since he’s basically a psychic when it comes to stuff like this, but I haven’t told him. The only one who knows is Frenchie, and that’s just because I had a public fucking meltdown on deck today about it.” They faltered. “Why would you think someone put me up to this?” Izzy’s mouth tightened, locking his jaw as he turned his face away.

Mo’s heart dropped. “Oh, Izzy,” they whispered. “I’m not saying this for anyone else. I promise, this is real. All of these fucked up emotions are mine.” They slowly reached out, ignoring the way their hand shook, and cupped his cheek, turning his face to look at them. “I promise, Iz.�� His eyes, normally either ice cold or shooting daggers, were vulnerable. His face was guarded, but his eyes betrayed him, the sheen showing nothing but fear and hurt. His mustache twitched as they looked at him, betraying the nerves he was working so hard to hide. He looked devastated.

Mo dropped their hand, looking down at their feet. “I shouldn’t have said anything,” they said under their breath. “I’m such a fucking idiot. Look, we can just forget this whole thing,” they proposed. “I-I’ll just go to bed. It’ll be like this never happened. And if you want to stop out night lessons…I get it.” They ignored the prickling in their eyes, fiddling with a drawstring on their pants absent mindedly.

Fighting to keep their last bit of courage, they slowly forward, pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek. “Sleep well, Izzy,” they whispered, blinking away tears as they pulled back.

Mo made it through the door leading into the lower area of the ship before the tears began to fall. They forced themselves to keep walking, refusing to give in to the urge to just lean against the hallway wall and sob. They finally made it to the doorway of the crew’s sleeping quarters, forcing their breathing to return to normal and their shoulders to stop shaking before opening the door.

They crept through the crowded room to curl up next to Frenchie. The tall man stirred when he felt Mo tugging gently at a blanket, and shifted over, holding the blanket up for them to slide under. He first noticed the streaks of tears when they sat down, gently brushing away the salt water as Mo laid their head on his chest. He wrapped his arms tightly around them, playing with their hair and gently shooshing them as they shook with emotion. It took at least half an hour for them to stop trembling and sniffling, and at least another hour before they were able to drift into an uneasy sleep.

#ofmd #izzy hands #izzy hands x reader #izzy hands x oc

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internerdionality · 1 year ago

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Well I would LOVE to hear more about the t4t4t gentlescribed modern AU— What situation have they found themselves in? If you’re inclined to post a snippet obviously I’d be thrilled to read it

Okay! 😊 So, this fic arose because I was talking with fandom friends how the most common character, by far, in the fandom to get headcanoned as trans is Izzy, to the extent that people are starting to tag Cis!Izzy on fics where he's not trans, right? Which, no judgment or negativity there whatsoever, we just happened to be talking about how and why that became a thing.

And then I said 'wouldn't it be funny if I wrote a modern AU where everyone except Izzy is trans?'

And of course, then I had to do that.

Another idea I'd been noodling on for a while was something happening between Lucius and Ed when Lucius goes in to comfort Ed in S01E10. (I've seen other variations of that, liked them a lot, always wanted to play with it.)

So. In this fic, Lucius and Stede are both trans men, everyone else in the crew is some flavor of not-cis, the Revenge is a queer nonprofit that helps provide housing and funds for trans/enby folk in need, Ed and Izzy run an antifa biker gang/minor drug ring, and Ed's egg starts to crack when they all run into each other. (That's all backstory, the fic starts with Lucius going in to comfort Ed after the catastrophe.)

Note that Ed is trans femme/enby in this fic, but she doesn't know that yet, so they are still using he/him pronouns in this snippet.

“Okay, well. Blackbeard. Sir. How are you doing?” “Don’t have to call me that,” Blackbeard said, a little bit of a whine in his voice. “I mean—I don’t know if I want to be Blackbeard anymore. Not like there’s even a gray beard, anymore.” “We noticed that,” Lucius said tentatively. “What, ah—what happened? If you want to talk about it.” Blackb—fuck, what was Lucius supposed to call him?—shrugged. “Pigs said it was a security issue, could hide shit in it or some fucking BS like that. Coulda fought it, or kept a shorter one, but. Thought it’d maybe be smart, you know? Be less recognizable. Got a lot of enemies in prison. Didn’t end up staying long enough for it to matter, though.” “That makes sense,” Lucius encouraged. “And, maybe it just felt like time to try something new?” The other’s eyes widened and fixed on Lucius, as if he were seeing him for the first time. “Yeah,” he breathed. “Yeah, I just… I wanted to be someone else, you know? Sick of being this.” “Well, what would you like me to call you?” Lucius asked. The person formerly known as Blackbeard pursed his lips. “I always liked it when people called me Eddie,” he said softly.

#our flag means death #our flag means fanfic #writing wip #snippet #gentlescribed #lucius spriggs #ofmd blackbeard #ofmd edward teach #ask answered

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bubblepopsims · 11 months ago

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J: "oh shut it old dust fart."

There was a brief moment were both parties just death stared at one another. During this time Katrina finally came and brought the documents including a fresh cup of tea for each member. Trying to leave the high-tension room as quick as possible.

Juju gave the elderly woman known as Katrina a small smile and helped her pick up a fallen cloth. only to Hear Savrina's mouth once again going. S: "get away from her with your filthy disgusting hands. i don't want you tainting anything more than you already have!"

Juju tilted her head to the side as if to make sure she actually just heard what Savrina was saying but it didn't stop there. S: "It's people like you that defiled my sweet little girl! First that disgusting thing that I found in bed with my little girl! Having her think she likes women now and is dressing like a man! It's disgusting, you guys are disgusting. If i knew you were going to turn out like that i would have gotten rid of you long ago!"

J: “What did you just say?” juju couldn’t believe the words that spilled from the poisonous couple in front of her. Saying such things about their own child.. her love.. fists were beginning to form and before she knew it her feet moved step by step closer only to be stopped by Izzi.

I: “Ju.. Baby..no. It’s okay.. it doesn’t get to me anymore..”

Juju turned her head locking her eyes on pleading grey ones. Izzi was lightly shaking their head for her not to.

J: “baby im sorry but no. fuck no. are you serious? You really expect me to stand here and listen to them disprect you, the person I fucking LOVE so fucking much, be belittled, gaslit and beraded infront of me. Fuck no. absolutely fucking not. I love you, and you can be mad at me for this all you want, I will make it up to you for the rest of our fucking lives, but I can not stand here and listen to these swines, these disgusting, venomous, degrading, manipulative pieces of absolute everything I hate.”

Juju pushed Izzi’s arm out the way and approached Savrina, she was careful with her step yet confident. Standing a few feet in front of her.

J:“ You must feel really good about yourself don’t you Mrs. Ivanov, you “perfect” coldhearted venomous snake. who I have come to learn a lot, and I mean A LOT about. You see baby your mother is nothing but a good-for-nothing gold-digging bitch. -juju laughed-

J:"juju dared and rested her hand on the woman’s shoulder-But why am I even surprised. I mean you guys literally snitch on people to get to the top. Do you know what happens to snitches? They get fucking stitches and I am the one that is the cause of those stitches. I used to break faces of people like you, destroyed them and made them wish they were dead instead… so listen up buttercup”

J: You sat up here belittling everything that Izzi has built for themselves. Yes THEMSELVES. So You will address them correctly because quite frankly they are above you.” Juju spat with a devious laugh that followed. “You are nothing… nothing”

J: “Izzi didn’t have to play tricks, didn’t have to lie, steal or FUCK anyone to get to the top -her eyes staring directly through to Savrina- yeah let's talk about it shall we? How many did you Fuck Savrina to get you to where you are mmm… maybe 3… 5…. How about your whole fucking office build Lawson. Yeahhh your wife has been cheating on you continuously.. taking bits by bits of your money and stashing it in various accounts by people you work for… mmm”

Lawson's eyes shoot over at Savrina who for the first time showed any emotion in her face. And she was pissed.. Izzi only saw this face once and it was when they were caught with Ruby… and even now it sent shivers down their spine. Juju on the other hand seemed unphased even dared to get right up in Savrina’s face.

J:“you want to tell him your grand plan or should i?”

Savrina’s eyes widened as if there was no way juju would know of this. But by the expression on her face, that malicious and confident grin.

J: “You are going to die of a sudden heart attack Lawon. Just like… your grandfather.” Juju looks over her shoulder at Izzi whose mouth fell open.

L: “what?”

J: “Yes. She killed him, or more so had him killed off... You see your mother is an evil woman.. doesn’t care about anyone but herself.. and she craves power and money..”

S: “I had enough of you!” Savrina took her attempt to get her hands on juju, but something that had been forgotten in juju was that she was a fighter, a survivor, and not someone who was about to get beat on by a woman who quite literally she felt sorry for.

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#ts4 simblr #ts4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 story #the tribe #my sims #oc: juju #oc: izzi

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quillyfied · 1 year ago

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Okay next batch of episode thoughts that I don’t know that I can expand into real coherent thoughts so heck it we’re doing it live and cramming them together, no chronology just memory vibes, PART TWO:

- “that’s six inches of silver in your scapula” MADAM.

- They’re doing an amazing job of showing Izzy in a pure pathetic state. I still have a lot of conflicted emotions about him but his increased confidence and ease around the ship BECAUSE the crew is taking time to be kind to him is…it’s. I don’t. GOLD UNICORN LEG OKAY. THE CARE THEY ARE SHOWING HIM AND HE DOES NOT DESERVE IT AND HE KNOWS IT AND HE BELIEVES IT BUT IT IS CHANGING HIM FOR THE BETTER ANYWAY.

- once again my expectations are being undercut. Of course Buttons isn’t the rabbit. Silly of me to think that. Of course he isn’t going to screw up turning into a seagull. He’s Buttons.

- …he’s coming back, though, right?? Guys Buttons is coming back at some point, right????

- Hang on have to go giggle about Izzy dragging himself across the floor mumbling existential horrors and shouting at the unicorn and then barking at people knocking on his door.

- Also have to giggle about the two halves of the crew coming at each other trying to help in two different ways and talking it through on their own, without Stede’s direct interference. I’m so proud of them.

- Wee John might just be slowly transforming into a mermaid. And I want his sweater.

- Ed referring to himself and the rabbit as lone wolves but immediately imprinting on the thing—and it not leaving him, either.

- HES SCARED OF SPIDERS

- How instantly Ed is glad to see Mary and Anne though. And the secret handshake with Anne. I cry.

- I also cry over how Anne instantly smells blood in the water with Stede before even knowing his connection to Ed.

- Like I guess Buttons not coming back makes sense bc he gave the most profound advice of the entire show and then flew off as a seagull, thereby completing his life’s dream, but have they considered the fact that I will miss him.

- (And so will the crew)

- I love that Ed and Stede finally have it out and get to a point where they can start to heal. I also find it so interesting to see the difference in what the fandom thought would be important to bring up, and what the show itself seems important to bring up. Stede could have blamed Badminton for his cowardice, but he doesn’t; he owns it and makes a greater stride towards mending things with Ed and being better himself. Ed could have mentioned what Izzy said to him, but instead he’s starting to work at the greater issue of his own self-loathing and how that drove him to harming the crew. It’s entirely possible that those details will come up later, but. I think Izzy has a point when he says it’s better to patch things with fiction (or silence) than never moving on. And maybe the hashing out of this stuff belongs to fanfic, not to canon. Because the events themselves don’t matter so much to canon as does what those events represented and THAT is what is getting fixed and addressed.

- Mary Read’s whole thing about “this is what an adult relationship looks like.” I have so many conflicted personal feelings about it. The summary: never been in a romantic relationship before and now at an age where I’ve witnessed plenty but I’m terrified of how I’ll be if and when that ever happens for me, bc the only experiences I’ve got is watching others and fiction. And I just was listening to both my mom and sister in law talking about how so many women my sil’s age have gotten divorced bc their expectations for what a marriage is were unrealistic, how marriage is more like a business transaction. And I was too scared to ask for clarification at the time. And I really do wonder if Mary has a point, yknow. When the mystery fades and the magic is gone…what’s left? Bc fiction tells us one thing. Real life often tells another. Dying alone doesn’t sound fun but it sounds better than accidentally ruining my and/or someone else’s life based on a false hope, yknow?

- Anyway that’s way too personal time to move on

- TO ANNE SETTING THEIR STIFLING LIFE ABLAZE AND REALLY REKINDLING THAT ROMANCE WITH MARY. HELL YEAH LADIES GET IT.

- I know it’s never gonna be addressed but please can the satanic ship be addressed at some point, even as a throwaway line

- (Also patiently awaiting the literal translation of what the dying priest was saying)

- PUT STEDE BACK IN FINE FABRICS 1717

- The absolute ball you know they were all having with this episode. Rhys Darby your FACE when screaming at Izzy after he reiterates that it’s cursed.

- Just the sheer hope in Ed’s face as he witnesses Buttons(?) fly away, as he submits to the jumpsuit and cat bell, the enthusiasm with which he jumps in to go fishing with Fang. The man is going through it but I love seeing him so earnest

- LUCIUS THO. SO MANY THOUGHTS. First and foremost I want his outfit this season, forget Stede’s cursed suit for a minute let’s talk about how Lucius is SERVING this season (and why it’s making me more hopeful for ABBA on the soundtrack at some point)

- How Pete gets through to him by pointing out that HE LIVED BITCH. TALK ABOUT A PERSPECTIVE CHANGE. Also the various blackbeard doodles I’m dying

- Izzy turning the tables on Lucius. I love a good parallel.

- Pete tho. Marry the F out of that man, Lu, he’s a keeper.

- “Loner artsy types” EXPLAIN CALICO JACK TO ME

- AND ALSO I NEED NAMES AND DESCRIPTIONS OF THESE OTHER ARTSY LONER TYPES

- Fang is such a wonderful character and we are so blessed to have him. I was a little wary that Fang was going to try and off (or offload) Ed just to make the crew feel better, but what we got was so much softer and better. Teaching Ed in such a gentle and honest way to examine himself! To sit with himself and learn to value the company! Telling Ed that he’s been crossing boundaries for a long time and giving Ed space to apologize and process! HIS NAME IS KEVIN AND IT’S A FOUR HUNDRED YEAR OLD TRADITION.

- Listen. Listen. Listen. Shirtless Con O’Niell is. A gift. That shirtlessness belonging to the character of Izzy is a little more of a conflict for me but given that Izzy has entered his “little shit and owning it” phase, I’m inclined to enjoy it.

- Also the SHEER BALLS on Stede Bonnet to manipulate Izzy into teaching him some piracy bits. That little stutter when Izzy tries to act unaffected but still asks what Blackbeard said about him. I’m just. Omg.

- And the way Stede sucks at the practicality but he excels at the instinctive/emotional bits. How he’s so creative and genuine and absolutely won his crew’s respect and loyalty and continues to prove that he’s worth it. I ADORE Stede Bonnet.

- Okay I gotta I gotta I gotta: KISS NUMBER TWOOOOOOO. I’ve only kissed one person in my time so far but I remember the moment after that initial dam break, when it occurred to me that I was allowed to kiss this person again; something about the casual way Ed and Stede both lean in just feels the same way to me. Like this is their new normal and they like it. And ADORE Ed setting a boundary and Stede immediately respecting it. AND. THE FINGERS. THE PLAYING. Comparing their games to what Anne and Mary get up to, it does make me hopeful that a mature relationship can be comfortable and playful and sweet and not just a grind or a business transaction. Idk man.

- Now I fully forgot that the episodes have post credits scenes so my reactions to them are not included here but I’ll be rewatching all five episodes later tonight so maybe a separate little baby post about them later.

#our flag means death #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #here we go much more timely #mainly bc I want to get these out BEFORE I do a rewatch #so it’s just initial thoughts and memories #more in depth posts will come later I think

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canonizzyhours · 11 months ago

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Re 250

Thank you this fandom needs more clarification of shipping. I don’t like edizzy bc what you described doesn’t appeal to me, but I can see the basic “enemies to lovers” hate sex vibes of stizzy easily. IN FIC. i used to read fic of these ships and talk about them but I backed away when I realized how many other people not only wanted it to be canon but convinced themselves it would be and started harassing people about it. I don’t want it canon! Izzy needs to stay far the fuck away in canon. Any Izzy ship as endgame would have been awful. At this point I’m afraid that people like us who like certain boilerplate fic dynamics are a minority among angry truthers. The truthers behavior ruined these fic ships for me bc they made me so angry I stopped talking to or trusting other Izzy fans unless I knew them well enough to know they didn’t believe he was a canon love interest. It ruined the enjoyment of toxic ship fics. I read other fandoms now for that bc there is so much racism against Ed and anger against gentle beard shippers in a fandom for a romance about gentle beard. Like get over it canyon it’s not canon it was never going to be canon I never wanted it to be canon and truthers harassed people out of the fandom and created a hostile environment for everyone else even those of us who also like Izzy fics. I went back and looked to see what was new and it’s all just full of Ed slander, edizzy turned into poor abused woobie and big evil brown man (that’s racist) and stizzy turned into stede and Izzy comforting each other when Ed is mean. Where are the fics of these pairings where Izzy is the bad guy? Making Izzy into a white man woobie ruined Izzy fandom. It’s racist and it’s boring. I would be overjoyed if other Izzy shippers made a distinction between fics they like and what they wanted in canon but the canyon killed the potential for self aware ofmd villain fucking and became assholes devoted to punishing fans of canon for enjoying canon. Id have stopped watching the show if steddyhands edizzy or stizzy had been canon, but I’d have stayed in the Izzy fandom if it hadn’t turned into what it is. You’re right, toe eating is sex and “Izzy did nothing wrong” makes fic and meta boring. Izzy is fun bc the other characters hate him. I kind of hate him and I love the guy. It feels like most Izzy fans just switched his personality/backstory with Ed’s and just went off on a flight of fancy about it. Let Ed be Ed. Let Izzy be Izzy. And for gods sake let canon be canon. Canyon needs to understand the difference between porn and and the source material bc their version of izzy ruined enjoyment of BOTH.

#256.

related posts: #250

#ofmd #izzy hands #edward teach #edizzy #fandom critical #canonizzyhours

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angelic-flower-universe · 2 years ago

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What is gender?

Anyone here write stuff for tumblr because it's literally for a (late) school assignment? The topic I chose was gender and education. Anyways here’s my writing that was originally going to be way longer.

What is gender?

Is gender the way you dress, act or feel? The way something is either feminine. What is gender? It’s a presentation (obviously?). It's both what I feel like and what others see. It's a way to categorize people based on conservative/traditional feminine values ex; dainty, soft, nice smelling, and pretty. And masculine values would be; muscles, aggression, dirt, tough, providing and protecting.

Is feminine when you have long hair down to your waist? What happens when a female has a shaved head? Is she a man? If she works out, has a pixie cut, and wears mens jeans because it’s her style, is she less of a woman? If my dad dyes his hair purple and has shoulder length hair is he now a woman? If a man wears a dress is he less of a man?

The answers for the hypotheticals above are no. (Unless an individual person I'm talking about wants it to be). Gender is defined and thought of differently by each person.

Examples:

I think most MOGAI/obscure lgbtq+ are cool identities but I'll never memorize all of them. You mostly don’t even need to know genders/ just the pronouns someone uses.

(I could just say my “based” take of : girlboys and boygirls and girlyboyboys and vanilla extract and boygirly-boygirls and w̴̹̪̲͋ḩ̴͐̍͌͐á̸̗̐͊t̷͖̏̌͘t̵͔͉̆f̵̨̄̅i̸̯͈̼͗͂̓s̵͎̼̔́͊̚a̶̧̠͉͗͋̊̂g̶̳̫̯͕̑̂̈́e̵̻̹͖̒͋̽̓͜n̴̮̳̙͛͐͘d̴̛̞̭̭ȩ̸̙̼͒͒̿͝r̶̭͌̓̂̒ genders existing is very common knowledge and literally* everyone would agree and rejoice. (* being the stains of fecal matter who got pissvortex blocked). However, that is a statement my teacher reading this will be confused at.)

One of my friends (she/they) wrote “I am very attracted to feeling like a woman and having tits. Regardless of my gender identity though I want to be and feel like a massive wh*re without expectations of gender placed upon me.” She identifies as a transwoman and agender.

Another friend wrote, "my gender is everything and nothing at the same time" (They use they/them)

I gave the prompt(s) to someone else I know, and he wrote:

"To me gender is what a person feels they are, which is partially influenced by how we as a society perceive different genders. Gender is a chaotic mess that isn’t very well understood but it is part of who a person is, gender is related to your mind, and what a person’s gender is can have different intensities on how much it matters to them as a person. Not to mention gender expression which can also be different that a person’s gender identity. For me personally, I identify as male, and I am cis, however I don’t feel like one hundred percent like male masculine and all that. while I lean heavily male I do like to express myself femininely on occasion. gender has been refered to as a spectrum and if I were to fall on the spectrum I would be close but not on the end point of male but I would be close, not quite at demiboy. Like I said gender is chaotic."

Someone else wrote “I was sexually assaulted at the age of 8 and that made me question my gender identity. I always crossdressed when i was younger and painted my nails. Also my mother had a wife growing up and she was trans so it worked as a big influence for me having a trans person in my life that I could transition with someone in my household that could help me feel safe and protected.” -(one of my transwoman friends.)

My friend Gus, “Prank Master General” is ambivalent to gender. He uses he/him pronouns, (fine with any) “I don’t really care, I've never thought about it too much. I think people just need to express themselves dude”.

My friend Izzy who is a trans woman said, “I think gender is kind of dumb, but I do enjoy following all the rules and stuff because it makes me feel good. I’m probably infected by society. I don’t see why this is a bad thing, and many others may find it weird. Probably not many people my age, though. TdT”

By reading these quotes you are learning random opinions of random people, which is technically education.

#gender identity #school

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SaL anon here bestie and sorry I missed our usual good luck wishes last night, work is kicking my ass this week and since there's a conference till Friday I'm working night's as well. A shame too because it wouldn't have been necessary (love when that happens) since it was soooo good!! Yes there was way more Owen and Nazi's than I'd like but at least I enjoyed watching the agent in charge barely managing not to roll her eyes whenever he spoke. Even his talk with Tommy was fun (not getting over

the "you weren't in it" line anytime soon, the delivery was perfect 😆😆😆). In fact the entire Tommy storyline us such a delight, loved watching her flounder with Trevor while her work kids giggles in the ambulance. And I cackled out loud at the dinner when Evie and Izzy introduced themselves, it had such The Shining vibes, intentional or not. On a side note who does Gina Torres's hair?? Like mostly we see a work bun but when they go all out with the styling it's a damn masterpiece, nobody should look that good with all their hair on one side of their head).

And of course the Tarlos this episode was perfect. I'm so relieved they didn't turn Iris into an obstacle, it was looking grim for a sec. But all the Tarlos scenes were so sweet and loving, even when they were meant to be funny. I won't say too much cause I feel like we can get a song out of this this episode. But i'm looking forward to next week (with more Paul, Marjan, and Mateo please)!!

Hi my friend! I’m glad to hear from you, but sorry things are so busy right now! I had a rough week too with me and my mom both having our vehicles out of order at the same time and a boss that was difficult about letting me work from home a few times 🙄. ANYWAY, I hope you’re free to relax soon!

I know I bitch about Owen but I do like him when they let him focus on the job and his team and his scenes with Tommy are always so good! Their whole conversation this episode had me laughing, especially her face when she tells him he’s not in the dream 🤣 And the FBI agent was all of us rolling our eyes, but that scene was also pretty funny with him doing all that work and then not turning the tracker on. Unfortunately that’s about the only good thing to come out of this arc because so far I’m just bored with it. I do not care about this biker gang at all. Zero percent interested in this storyline. Damian Darhk hangs at a white supremist bar? Color me shocked 🙄

I do agree that Tommy’s storyline is an absolute delight so far! Part of that is because I really enjoy D.B Woodside, but I’m enjoying the character, he and Gina have some great chemistry, and I’m loving Nancy’s take on the whole thing. Breanna has SUCH good delivery and she plays so well off Gina and Ronen. And Gina’s hair is always stunning and I love that they find new ways to do it, since most shows, especially procedurals with the characters in uniform a lot of the time, typically pick one, maybe two styles if they do a “work” style and “home” style, (as you can see with Grace and Nancy) and that’s it unless there is a fancy event and then you get one episode with “fancy” style. But Tommy has had a lot of different looks and I love that we get to see that!

I’m also really enjoying what they’re doing with Iris. Even with all the (easily avoidable) plotholes this “new” backstory created, I think what we are going to ultimately get out of it is going to be worth it (insert *don’t blow this for us.gif* here). I really enjoyed how Carlos made sure to remind TK before Iris arrived that she’s blunt but not malicious, and that TK really takes that to heart and when he’s spiraling about what she said, it never comes up or is played that she said something to upset TK, but that she inadvertently hit a nerve. And out of that, we get such a good Tarlos scene that really shows their growth in being vulnerable with each other and committing to talking things out. Love that for them and for us! Also, can we talk about the CONSTANT soft touches because they are killing me with the gentle, casual intimacy and domesticity. Carlos calling TK “dude”? TK affectionately telling Carlos to shut up while blushing and rolling his eyes fondly? I’m just watching all their scenes like *chinhands* 😍 I’m looking forward to getting hit with the angst and tension next week, and I can’t wait to see what song you come up with for this week. It’s been AGES since we had something to work with!

If there is one complaint it’s that, as you mentioned, there is NOT ENOUGH Marjan, Mateo, and Paul. We’ve got three big storylines going into the opening of the season, Owen, Tommy, and Carlos. Judd is mixed into Owen’s and to some extent Tommy’s storyline, Grace and Nancy (and TK a tiny bit) are involved in Tommy’s storyline right now, and Carlos’ storyline is of course involving TK and Iris and may ultimately involve a little Owen and/or Judd if TK needs someone to talk to, plus we know TK helps Gabriel out. Soooo, where does that leave our other three “main” characters? It seems like if the storyline isn’t about them personally, they aren’t involved and I haaaaate that!! I want to know more about them, yes, and I WANT them to have their own personal storylines too, but they should get to be involved in the other character’s storylines outside of just work as well! We KNOW they have 126 hangs so they are all supposed to be super close, but I feel like we just don’t see that with them being as involved in the storylines outside of the firehouse. Which is one of the reasons I’m irritated at Owen having a storyline outside the firehouse because the other two main storylines right now are outside the firehouse and especially since it’s the start of the whole season, it would be nice if his storyline involved the 126 and let us see more of the crew, OR that Owen’s storyline was pushed to later in the season and we got someone else having a storyline focus, or just the 2 storylines right now, and more emergencies. This episode only had the one, ONE emergency this episode, and a blip of Grace being on the phone. It’s like...the opposite problem OG is having right now where they have so little going on for the main characters that the emergencies are taking up too much time (while still not showing us the team doing work, just looooong ass set-ups and focus on the guest character’s for the emergency), while LS has so much going on for the characters that there isn’t time for emergencies. Which circles back to not seeing Paul, Marjan, and Mateo as much because we mostly see them on calls when the episode’s storyline isn’t directly about them. It’s irritating that this is STILL an issue for these three characters in particular this many seasons in, but I do know they have said we ARE getting some central episodes for those three at some point, so fingers crossed we get more of them sooner rather than later. And any time we want to work them more into the personal scenes for other characters that would be great! Why don’t we see TK and Paul and Carlos going out? When can we get “danger magnets” TK and Marjan trying to one-up each other during a group night out? Why couldn’t Owen’s big storyline involve Mateo? Or Paul or Marjan? They are SUCH interesting characters and I NEED more of them! And Owen is always at his best when he’s in Good Dad Mode, or Competent Captain Mode, instead of Main Character Who Can Do Everything Syndrome Mode.

ANYWAY, I’m enjoying the season so far, I actually laughed out loud MULTIPLE times last night watching this episode, and I’m ready to enjoy the wild ride!

#my sweet nonnie friends #sleeping at last anon #911 lone star #lone star spoilers #i'm having fun! i'm excited to see what comes next!#i've got family coming in this weekend so no guarantees i'll get to a song before monday if you pick one #but i WILL do my best to do it before the episode on tuesday

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hermywolf · 3 years ago

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genuinely obsessed with how the crew went from planning on murdering stede to considering him family and in a way their protector? like. they all were in a way performing this image of wanting a ruthless pirate as their boss but ultimately once they do get one (izzy) they’re like mmh. no actually. no thanks. because they got used to and accepted wanting to be safe and a family on the revenge.

stede built a ship where people who would otherwise be subjected to homophobia and racism can just be a safe little supportive community and talk about their problems, be gay, not worry about being discriminated, love each other and just be their weird soft selves. they jump to defend stede against the english, they follow him in his stupid little adventures, olu sleeps in stede’s cabin, wee john and frenchie are roomies, they all share blankets and sometimes even cuddle while stede reads them stories, they’re supportive of buttons and sad when karl dies because they know he cared about him, they ask each other for advice, they’re unapologetically queer.

and this is all because stede built this space they feel safe in. its not just that they don’t give a shit about hiding that they’re gay/scamming piece of shit racists/jim being genderqueer from stede; its that they expect his support and protection. lucius basically saying ‘stede will have your head if i get hurt’ to izzy, stede kicking jack off the ship when karl dies because it made buttons sad, even the last scene in which stede is the one who comes get them off the island. and they’re right to expect his help! he takes care of them! they’re his family! ‘my family’s at sea’ LITERALLY the found family of outcasts trope. and they’re all queer. they start off playing tough but ultimately they’re vulnerable, they cry, they’re supportive and physically affectionate with each other, it’s just. i adore how stede made them feel safe enough to be themselves and consider each other their family. it’s so wholesome, it’s so beautiful, and i’m pretty sure its one of the big reasons queer people are so called to this show. because of this sense of safety and community and family between outcasts. and also there’s sexy pirates so you know. that doesn’t hurt either

#ofmd #our flag means death #revenge crew #hermy posts #stede bonnet #lucius spriggs #frenchie #jim jimenez #oluwande boodhari #the swede #buttons #wee john #roach #izzy hands

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something-about-sunflowers · 2 years ago

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Thinking about Izzy with hanahaki, coughing up flowers over Ed for like 25-30 years. Yeah it sucks but its not gonna kill him. Obviously keeps it a secret (From Ed at least, Fang and Ivan caught on but they don’t wanna get involved in All That so they keep it to themselves and help Izzy out when he gets bad spells. None of them mention it but Izzy is grateful, which makes it all the worse when they start palling around with the Revenge crew over Izzy :’Tc).

(Uh, readmore cause I didn’t expect this to get. Like. Huge. lmao)

Then Stede Fucking Bonnet comes along and things get worse as he watches Ed fall for Stede, even if he doesn’t really understand. Still, he manages. Gotta push through, Ed would expect nothing less.

And when Stede leaves and the Kraken happens Izzy goes through a good bit of hell. Ed is barely out the room after the toe incident before Izzy is hacking up so many flowers he thinks he might actually die this time. He doesn’t, though. Cleans himself up, puts his shaky legs to work. (And then Lucius finds out, doesn’t really matter who pulled him back on board, Izzy knows about it because none of them are subtle. He keeps the secret because. He’s really not sure. But Lucius is in the walls and he hears Izzy having a fit and now he knows. He wants to ask. Tries to, even, Izzy shuts him down and he’s not even angry when he does it. Just. Defeated. Lucius silently adds another thing to his ‘Things I’m Gonna Bitch At Blackbeard For Once He’s Not Crazy Anymore’ list.)

When Stede comes back its. Better. For a while. There’s a lot of hurt all around but everyone is alive and they’re (mostly) talking it through as a crew. Ed makes his apologies to the crew, even to Izzy. Stede makes his apologies as well. Izzy accepts that This Is His Life Now. Since Stede seems to actually want to learn now that he can’t just throw money at all his problems Izzy offers to actually teach him (instead of ‘teaching’ him like Ed does). He shows him the ropes (literally), gets him passable with a sword, keeps Ed focused when he’s teaching him navigation (not Izzy’s strong suit, he can manage if he needs to but Ed’s always been better at it). They actually find themselves getting along.

Izzy starts joining the crew during ‘story time’ (sometimes its stories, sometimes its other group activities, easier to just give it the one label). One night, after Stede finishes the story and everyone is heading to bed, he watches Stede and Ed head to their cabin. Sometimes they’ll ask him along for a night cap, not always though, and its. Fine. But. He watches them head off without him. The way they hold each other as they go, smiling, only eyes for each other.

He barely makes it to his room before he’s coughing up the most flowers he’s done since Ed fed him his toe. He, frustratedly, sets to work cleaning them up but. He actually stops to look at them. He stares. And stares and stares.

Two distinct types of flowers littler his floor. He tries to deny it but he understands immediately the implications. Fuck.

Still, Izzy is nothing if not the worlds most repressed trooper. He sticks it out. Or. Tries to. Its hard because Stede and Ed keep asking after him and seeking him out and talking and touching him and. Its just camaraderie he knows but. It makes him want. And he knows he can’t have that. He wouldn’t have a damn botanical garden in his chest if he could. Its starting to take its toll on him though. He can tell its getting bad because Stede and Ed are starting to worry about him. They don’t say it in so many words but he can see it in their eyes. Ed is more hesitant to go on raids, makes up some excuse about his knee playing up more than usual, but Izzy knows it because he can see how his hands shake even when at rest and he’s thinking about him slipping up in a fight. Stede’s plying him with herbal teas and feeding him several small meals throughout the day, he’s noticed Izzy can’t stomach much anymore, how he’s getting weaker by the day because of it.

He leaves after Lucius catches him having another fit. A bad one. He says he’s going to get the captains but Izzy begs him not to. ‘Not yet,’ he lies, ‘I’ll tell them myself but. Just. Give me some time.’ Lucius begrudgingly agrees, gives him two days. ‘And if you haven’t told them by then I’m going to do it myself and you can thank me later.’ Izzy leaves that night.

He shouldn’t be surprised, when he finds Calico Jack in some seedy bar at the nearest port he can reach, though he is. ‘Thought you were dead.’ He finds himself relieved he’s not, its nice to have a familiar face around if he’s gonna die here. (He knows he’s dying. Not immediately, he’s got more fight in him than that, but. Its coming on the horizon and he knows it. Like he knows a storm eventually follows a red dawn.)

Jack eyes him, calculating, never as drunk as he pretends to be. Izzy doesn’t know what he sees but he breaks into his usual grin and says, ‘Nah, still got - what is it - four? Four lives left. Take more than some crazy bird’s cursed cannon ball to take down Calico Jack, babydoll.’ If it were anybody else, Izzy would be bristling at the nickname, but he’s long since resigned himself to being called things like that from Jack. Jack loses his easy grin though and adds ‘You look a bit like death fuckin warmed over though, fuck happened to you?’ There’s genuine care in his tone and it reminds Izzy so much of Ed and Stede and, thank fuck Jack seems to notice because Izzy’s slapping a hand over his mouth and Jack is taking his arm and they barely make it to the shitty little room Jack’s occupying before the petals start spilling out. Jack holds him through the fit, its nice. Izzy almost regrets when its over because Jack sets him down on the bed and steps back, fixes him with a look he’s too exhausted to decipher. ‘Fuck.’ He says, eventually. ‘Think we’re gonna need a drink for this.’ The alcohol burns his tender throat but he knows Jack is gonna get him to talk anyway and its easier with the rum so he drinks. And he talks.

Jack doesn’t call him an idiot but its strongly implied. Izzy doesn’t know what he expects him to do, its not as if he chose this. He doesn’t call him an idiot though, instead he. Takes care of him? Its odd, he knows Jack isn’t as callous and heartless as he pretends to be, knows he’s actually got pretty good bedside manners in fact (There’d been a time before all the legend and everything after when they were all sailing together, they’d lost their medic during a raid and Jack stepped up. He was no doctor but he knew enough to keep everyone from dying til they go someone new. He also had a child and Izzy knew, for all that he was regularly absent from their life, he wasn’t an absent father. He knew how to care for people.), but it surprises him nonetheless to have it turned towards him. Like it matters to him that Izzy is as comfortable as he can be, given the circumstances.

Izzy manages to be up and around most days but they’re growing fewer. Lacking much better to do (he’s never been good at sitting idle) he follows Jack around when he can manage to get out of bed. On days where he can’t Jack still goes out, Izzy wonders why, he mostly just drinks and fucks around, its hardly as if he can’t do that here with Izzy. He supposes he must not make for very good company, sorry state he’s in. Still.

He’s more than a bit annoyed that it takes him hacking up even more flowers after Jack leaves one morning, with a ‘Be back sometime this evening Babydoll, I got something for you,’ to realize. ‘Fuck’s sake,’ he rasps, staring down at the mound of three distinct types of petals. He’s so tired. He’ll clean it up later, promises himself he’ll be up before Jack gets back to clean them up.

He dreams of warm hands, fond smiles, soft touches, and tender voices and wakes coughing up more and more flowers. He can’t breathe. Tears sting his eyes, from the pain in his throat and his lungs, at the thought of being alone at the end like this. He spares a brief thought towards how Jack will react, coming back this evening to find him gone. Wonders how Stede would react. Edward. Still more flowers.

The door bursts open and Izzy doesn’t have the air or the energy to startle. Jack. Jack is there and he looks panicked. And there’s Stede behind him. And Edward. Somehow Izzy finds the air to let out a hysterical little laugh, it comes out more of a gasp. Must have died already, he thinks, how else could they all be here, as though his thoughts summoned them.

‘Izzy!’ He’s not sure which of them is calling him, his vision is starting to go spotty and his ears are ringing. Maybe none of them, maybe its a trick of his desperate, dying mind. There’s hands on him, warm and soft and. Instinct tells him to fight, he can’t see who’s touching him, he knows he needs to fight but. He’s so tired. He can’t see but he feels his eyes slip shut.

‘Izzy, I love you.’

Nothing.

#the dork is being a dork #the dork does a fic #apparently #izzy hands #edward teach #stede bonnet #jack rackham #uh #stackedhands #gentlejizzed #im not sure what the agreed upon ship name is tbh #izzy/ed/stede/cj #he wakes up afterward to some very angry worried faces #they're all crying and telling him they love him talking over each other #lucius is also there crying telling him he's a fucking idiot and he should have listened to him earlier #jack put 2 and 2 together to realize izzy was sick over ed and stede so when he went out without izzy he was tracking them down #as best he could without actually leaving trying to get the message to them that izzy was dying over them and 'if you dont get your sorry #fucking asses here before he does and fix this then i'm gonna fuckin kill yall myself'#naturally they were already looking for izzy and they booked it when word reached them #real talk i have no idea where this came from i was just struck by the thought #izzy hands‚ the one man repressed and stupid enough to almost die from hanahaki over THREE people at once #i hope its obvious that they all do love him and he's just really fucking stupid about it

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