I want to play in the fandom sandbox with everyone but I am always worried about yes-and’ing something that the OP doesn’t want that kind of interaction with; or yes-and’ing in a direction the OP doesn’t like.
Which is to say, always feel free to ask me to stop.
I’m still so hung up on Ed’s “he’s jealous” line.
Like. Ed knew. Probably the whole time. How Izzy felt. And treated him like that. Knew that he could do whatever he wanted to Izzy because Izzy loved him.
And didn’t even have the balls to meaningfully apologize to him.
I just….
I seriously dislike one of the OFMD characters (cause the character reminds me of a someone I knew in real life who creeps me out)
But! I never talk about it! You don’t even know! My dislike of a character is a me problem. Not a problem for other fans.
I keep thinking about a doctor who line where the doctor says, “Just this one time, everybody lives.”
I wish we could’ve had that same joy in OFMD. Just this once - all the queers live.
Alpha Ed bonds Omega Izzy one night when blackout drunk. He doesn’t remember it in the morning and Izzy, unsure what to do, hides it from him.
Months later when Ed sees Izzy’s bond mark, he thinks Izzy is a widow, cause what Omega would leave their alpha?
“I love my husband,” Ed says. He looks—absolutely baffled by the words that have just left his mouth.
Stede sits back in shock, but his hand is still gripping Ed’s on the table, his finger resting on the tarnished silver wedding band—
Ed wakes up in the middle of the night, struck with the sudden worry that Izzy—
Izzy must be cold. Alone. In the ground. The damp night air. No life to keep him warm—
I bet when he said there was no version of the show without Izzy- this is what he meant. There are just gonna be pieces of Izzy in the show; his influence lingers on. But he is dead dead and they aren’t gonna recon that.
Every morning when Izzy tied on his cravat, making sure the ring was centered and secured, he would reflect on the fact that he was a pirate and this could be the last time he ever put on his cravat-
Ed doesn’t waste anymore time. He kisses him— takes him to bed.
And in the morning, they go on their first official date (to the shitty diner they both love).
They’re husbands now, for more than legal reasons.
-fin-
How much more important healing would it be for both Ed and Izzy to realize they don’t need Blackbeard and learn to be themselves and love each other (in whatever way) for who they really are.
The idea that Ed can’t grow out of Blackbeard with Izzy around is insulting.
Izzy’s payback for loving Ed is to be mutilated, abused, asked to kill himself. And then to die just as he was becoming himself. Just as he was healing from Ed.
And have his body kept where Ed can control it. Even in death, keeps Izzy close without caring what is good for Izzy.
I need more little Izzy-
Izzy who hasn’t regressed since shortly before they met one Stede Bonnet. Who’s daddy was too busy being captivated by the ponce to remember to check on his baby-
Izzy goes with Frenchie and the rest of the crew when Stede and Ed decide to open an inn.
Ed doesn’t pursue Izzy because he was once told that omegas can only have one love in their lives and can never love another after bonding.
(This is an old wives tale, but Ed thinks it’s true)
Stede only JUST LEARNED he can kiss guys and now he is running around with the hunky, shirtless, Izzy and I am supposed to believe they don’t make out sloppy?
No. Season 2 is all Stizzy.
Thinking about Izzy Hands and this concept my father (who did 20+ years in the navy) was telling me about - how it’s not uncommon for the second in command to be the hard ass, disciplinarian on a ship so the crew will like the captain more.
Ed’s dialogue s1 vs. s2–
Ed seems so much more intentional with his word choice, and even when he speaks and when he’s silent in s1.
But his terrible non-apology, the pop-pop scene, his conversation with Fang-
(Continued-)
All I wanted was for Ed to apologize to him. The bar was so low. Just for Ed to really see Izzy for a moment and love him in that moment. That’s it. That’s what I wanted from season 2.
Stede finds him there in the morning, trying desperately to warm Izzy with the palms of his hands—
But it doesn’t work. And he stays cold as the dirt around them. Cold as the sea. Cold as his memories of all that wouldn’t be—
“I’m serious, Izzy, I love you. And I’m an idiot for not realizing it sooner. What— about you? You love me?”
Izzy gives a small burst of laughter. “Of course I love you, you twat, I just knew you didn’t want me.”
He’s always been here. Just. Taking care of Ed’s needs. Whatever Ed needs - a burrito at 3am; a cop intimidated; clean laundry; a burner phone—
All of it. Any of it.
Stede does take his hand back then.
“I thought you married for legal purposes?” Stede says. The back of his throat feels cold—- has he really been the other woman this whole time? (No wonder Izzy can’t stand to be in a room with him.)
“What?”
Ed shakes his head, like trying to dislodge a nuisance thought but as soon as he stills, staring at their clasped hands— the realization washes through him again.
“I think I love my husband.”
Something about how abuse makes people feel small and forces them to take up less and less space and how Izzy was literally made smaller in the bloodiest way possible and then given love that allowed him to take space again and then dismantled for the grave—
“That I love you. You’re my husband. I don’t want to marry Stede Bonnet. I want to keep dating him but I don’t want to marry him. I don’t want a divorce.”
Izzy steps back, leaving Ed’s grasp.
“What?”
Ed shakes his head again. “No— I mean. Yes, we did. We married so we couldn’t be forced to testify against each other. Only kissed on our wedding day at the courthouse but—“
“Something changed?” Stede says when it’s clear Ed isn’t going to finish that thought.
Ed is just— standing there. Staring at him. He’s still got his hair in a fancy up-do and a bit of eyeliner on for his date with Stede. He’s gorgeous as ever but catatonic in the doorway.
“Ed?” Izzy asks, getting slowly to his feet. “Something happen with Stede?”
Ed gives him a forced, regretful smile. “I’m sorry. I love you. I want to be with you—- and— and my husband.”
He still looks confused by this statement. Like he’s not the one who said it.
Like this is foreign information he’s trying to digest and not like he’s been cohabiting with his literal partner in crime for three decades now and married to the bastard since same-sex marriage was legalized.
“I have to go, I’ll call you,” he says standing up in a rush.
Stede is the one who taught Izzy how to kiss.
Of course he’d kissed people before - a handful of awkward, fumbling with girls in his teens before he fully understood he preferred men; and brief, messy snogs on the way to the main event in bunks on his first ship.
#stizzy
“What’s going on, Ed?” Izzy asks after the silence stretches between them.
“Stede proposed.”
Izzy doesn’t let his eye as he forces a smile. “Well, that’s great, right? You seemed right smitten with the ponce. You asking for a divorce?”
Ed finally lets him go but stays close, right up in Izzy’s face where he can see where is hair is thinning, the beautiful wrinkles around his eyes, a tiny scar from where he knocked himself shaving—
And Ed has always dated. Fooled around. Had his fair share of lovers. Some who Izzy needed to blackmail after the break up but—
Izzy seemed to get his needs, uh, met, by other men in their inner circle. Ed knew he sometimes had a nightcap with Fang or Ivan or Frenchie but—
Izzy is wearing headphones and hyper fixated on a task on his laptop when Ed bursts into his office and startles him.
“Fucking shit, Ed, what the hell, are you okay?” Izzy hollers while trying to get his heartbeat back to normal.
“No,” Ed shakes his head. He’s clutching Izzy’s shoulder, his hand sliding to the back of Izzy’s neck.
“He purposed and I just— I just suddenly knew. I don’t know why I didn’t know before but as soon as he asked me to marry him I knew.”
“Knew what?”
He moves then, stumbling into the room till he catches himself on Izzy and wraps his arms around the smaller man.
They both almost collapse - Ed putting his weight on Izzy, whose balance has been fucked since the Toe Incident.
@lukewarmpotatos
Domestic violence is any violence that takes place in the home with the goal of establishing a power imbalance. It’s absolutely domestic violence.
Izzy is exactly as he expected. Damp and limp and cold and and it’s all Ed can do to touch him.
The way you’d touch a freezing soul, to bring the life back to the surface. Coax the blood into moving.
He’s out of bed and out the door before he can even formulate a full thought.
He digs up Izzy’s grave with his bare hands, dirt sticking under his fingernails, the moon the only light to guide—
Stede— has a different experience. He can feel Ed’s joy and excitement and butterflies. And that’s– beautiful. To know how much he’s wanted by Edward. But there is other stuff there too–
Stede makes a vague humming sound and Ed wakes the rest of the way back up as a feeling of uncertainty crawls down their bond.
“Why do you ask?”
Stede traces his fingertips over Ed’s tattoos while he gathers his thoughts.
Ed looks at him, puzzled. “I’m not– particularly sad,” he says. And yeah, he feels like he always has a bit of an undercurrent of sadness but it’s easy enough to ignore. “I’m happy here, with you and the crew and the ship. I don’t– I’m not sad.”
Stede pillows his head on Ed’s chest and asks him about it.
“Are you happy?”
Ed, hanging on the cusp of sleep, rouses slightly, pressing Stede closer. “Deliriously,” he says.
complex feeling of self-doubt, a lingering taste of regret and an undercurrent of sorrow that practically hurts to think about too hard.
When they lay in bed a few weeks after bonding (Stede had been taught that bond gets less overwhelming after some time to adjust to it),
Ed is initially shocked by the intimacy of the bond - he can feel Stede’s joy; the intensity of his love for Ed; his excitement; the flutter in his chest he gets when Ed looks at him.
It’s beautiful to know how much he is desired by the man he loves.
“I knew that bonding would connect a person to their mate, let them share feelings and experiences. I had no idea how intense it would be,” Stede admits. “But I love it. I’m so glad you’re my mate. But– I can feel— I had no idea how sad you were, are.”
Little Izzy was a bit weary of accepting Stede as a caregiver but Mama-Stede always warms up his blanket in the dryer before tucking him in and this has never occurred to Big or Little Izzy before and quickly grows fond of Mama tucking him in at night.
It’s not common for Alphas to bond each other, but it’s not unheard of either. So when Ed and Stede show up with each other’s marks one day, no one is surprised.
Instead, Stede can barely make out the shape of Izzy standing at the tip of the ship, his black leathers blending into the night, his hair moving in the breeze.
No one asked for my opinion, but I’m giving it anyway!
I ascribe to the belief that the best response to someone coming out is always “Thank you for telling me.”
Even if you think it’s obvious they are queer, even if they are living somewhere it is safe(ish) to be queer.
I love checking Con’s insta for whatever art he’s shared that day.
And I’m sure that Con himself is fine but I do wonder if it sucks for him to have played this beloved character and be killed off.
I swear if they hurt Izzy too badly, I may never recover.
He is my emotional support blorbo and of course they can hurt him but also maybe some healing?? Please??
He intentionally withhold info from Izzy, his crew, Stede—
He manipulates people around him with his words (he’s a pirate, it makes sense contextually)
But in s2, he just doesn’t seem like the tactical genius he was in s1. 🤷🏻♀️
Izzy comes back whole.
Leg, foot, all his toes.
Appears on the porch one early morning, fully complete.
Ed has to call for Stede - sure he is imagining things. Sure this cannot be real. 1/?
#IzzyHands
#IzzyHandsLives
#HappyEnding
Had no idea someone else would be taking it off of him that night. He’d never tie another knot.
And his mother’s ring lost somewhere to the sands of a Caribbean beach.
But, for a moment, it was worth it, wasn’t it? To belong to something.
I felt all of that through our bond and– I felt when you bonded my mate! So I don’t need you to gloat. I know! You won! Enjoy my alpha!”
Izzy storms off before Stede can even process half of what he said–
His mate? His alpha?
Ugh. Just. The only time we see Ed express any affection for Izzy is when he tries to leave in S1 and when he died is S2.
The Canyon believes more in Ed’s capacity for kindness, love, healing, gentleness, compassion, than canon.
The anomaly falls to the back of Stede’s mind for a few more weeks until one night he wakes—
He is struck with an overwhelming feeling of loneliness. Aching. A feeling like he’s never been loved and never will be loved—
Stede just watched them with a happy twinkle in his eye as Izzy buries his hands in Ed’s hair and kisses him and kisses him with kisses that go no where but right there.
#stizzy
#edizzy
#steddyhands
#izzyhands
#ofmd
To be fair, I never served and this is just one person’s thoughts on the social structure of ships. But it does make sense in terms of creating loyalty and faith in a captain. And maybe even creates cohesion among the crew to have someone to bitch about.
“What’s it?” Ed asks, still on the cusp of sleep.
“You were having a nightmare,” Stede explains, holding him tight.
“I was?”
“I felt it in our bond—- you were, lonely; so lonely. It hurt. I couldn’t let you suffer like that.”
I know Izzy is an unreliable narrator but it does fall in line with his own perception of being the one to reassure the crew that Edward is still a great leader while he attempts to manage Ed.
The ache is still close to the surface in Stede’s mind. It’s barely abated, despite him plastering his body to Ed’s side.
Ed makes a pleased rumbling noise, giving Stedd a squeeze. “You’re a good mate,” he says and drifts back to sleep.
Anything could happen during a raid or a storm and one day, it would be the last time he put on his leathers and tie and centered his mother’s ring next to his throat.
He turns to see Ed asleep next to him, seemingly peaceful in sleep but—
Stede touches his shoulder. “Ed, wake up.”
Ed rouses with a sleepy noise and Stede pulls him into his arms.
Izzy falls asleep on the couch while watching a movie with his partners. He does this every time. But Stede and Ed don’t mind - they love carrying him to bed and bundling them between them. Izzy loves waking warm and safe in their bed.
I have never negotiated a job offer before. I’ve just taken what I was offered —
But I negotiated a job offer this week and they gave me what I asked for.
I am such an awkward, non-confrontational person that this is a huge milestone for me.
It wasn’t until he’d survived his captain’s maiming; the implied order to off himself; his captain’s attempt to sink the ship all hands on deck; and his crew—
/His/ crew rallied around him- chose him- Izzy Hand’s (not Blackbeard’s right hand man)-
So on that fateful day when everything finally did go away, he wasn’t thinking how it would be the last time he put on his cravat. The last time he polished his mothers ring till it shined and made sure it was secure in it’s knot.
He’s still recovering from being shot. He hurts and needs to rest often and even though he loves this crew, he sometimes feels so lonely.
It’s Fang, luckily, who finds him aged down, crying silently in a corner one evening.
That he started instead to think of the day ahead when he fixed on his cravat. Of the opportunities he might have to share time, food, laughter, and skills—
Instead of how one day this would all come to an end.
Fang was one of the few who was allowed to know about little-Izzy, back on the Queen Anne. There had been a few times he’d brought an aged down Izzy to Ed to care for— and even rarer occasions, he’d been asked to watch the baby for a few minutes-
while Ed attended to captainly duties that he could not delegate.
They have to turn the ship around when it becomes clear that the baby is inconsolable. Despite Fang (and Frenchie and Jim)’s best efforts, he only calms down for short periods of time
The day that Stede became Mama was a bad day.
It was a gloomy, winter day. The skies overcast and the wind howling.
Izzy’s car didn’t start that morning and he didn’t have time to figure out what was wrong - just had to run out and jump on a bus to work.
Little Izzy was a bit weary of accepting Stede as a caregiver but Mama-Stede always warms up his blanket in the dryer before tucking him in and this has never occurred to Big or Little Izzy before and quickly grows fond of Mama tucking him in at night.
before asking for his Daddy, realizing his Daddy is gone and becoming distressed again.
Bottles, games, the knitted doll wee John makes for him, cuddles, stories— All help. Yes.
Feels much more chaotic, more like he’s just /saying/ things. (Which is honestly more of an Izzy or Stede trait than Ed)
Even his conversation about the knives with fang (in the context of s2, I really like this scene, in the larger context of the show though-
“So, you’re going to apologize for how you treated me and then we are going to spend the rest of the day in bed and tomorrow? We’ll just have to wait and see what tomorrow brings.”