Liz Sup"I think I'm angry," Izzy tells Stede, "but I don't wanna scream about it or have you get defensive so I think we should save it to talk about in counseling."
"About today?" Stede asks
"And the stuff that didn't get done, yeah."
Stede proceeds to get defensive, make excuses, tells Izzy it's unfair that he isn't more understanding.
<This,> Izzy thinks as his rage simmers <is why talking about feelings is fucking stupid and I shouldn't have bothered in the first fucking place> #IzzyIsMicroFic
Kizzy Basilica Meow“I’ve always loved you,” Izzy whispers, nuzzling a cheek against Jack’s chest. “I can say it now. Why was I so afraid?”
“I love you too.” Jack wipes a tear from Izzy’s eye. Though he swears he can hear the comet now, he tries not to look up. “But I’m afraid.”
Swev"Leave it, boss," Izzy says, rifling through a fallen sailor's pockets.
Ed stares at the creature in the cage, tiny and frightened, its wings a frantic blur of movement as it tries to get as far away from Ed as possible.
"Fucking fascinating," he mumbles and reaches into the cage. The little fairy, blond and broadshouldered flits from side to side, but Ed's quicker. He gets a hold of it, almost squeezes it too hard.
"At least bring the cage as well," Izzy sighs.
"What did you do" Izzy hisses at Bonnet
"Nothing!"
"He deserves better" Ed sobs
"Doesn't sound like nothing!"
"It's not me! He was dosed with a truth serum"
"The fuck does that have to do with anything?"
"I know any chance I had of him loving me is long gone but I-"
"Shh Ed it's alright. Bonnet's still here. You two made up. It's okay."
"It's NOT! I know it's too late and if I were a better man I'd do it, but Iove you too much to let you go, Izzy. Please, stay"
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"Nothing!"
"He deserves better" Ed sobs
"Doesn't sound like nothing!"
"It's not me! He was dosed with a truth serum"
"The fuck does that have to do with anything?"
"I know any chance I had of him loving me is long gone but I-"
"Shh Ed it's alright. Bonnet's still here. You two made up. It's okay."
"It's NOT! I know it's too late and if I were a better man I'd do it, but Iove you too much to let you go, Izzy. Please, stay"
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Mac | HopelessScribeIt had been a hard, long day. All Izzy wanted was to get home, get out of his work clothes, and crash. Fuck of he knew what dinner would be. He'd sort it out after a nap.
Then he opened the front door and remembered that Nate was now living with him. Nate and a third of his managerie.
"Don't let Gealach out!" Nate called from the couch as, sure enough, the gray cat mad a mad dash towards Izzy's boots.
Izzy twisted his feet around to block the cat's path. "Oi! Git!"
Gaelach mrowled at him angrily as she tried to dart past him. Izzy managed to get the door closed without shutting it on her by some miracle.
"Why the fuck couldn't you help catch her?" Izzy grumbled, nearly tripping over the three other animals that had come to greet him---two dogs and a pig.
Nate was looking back at him with Karl the cockatiel perched pn his shoulder and olivia thw duck on his head. "'Cause I've got Nessie," he explained simply, holding the python up for Izzy to see.
Izzy looks up as Marmalade leaps deftly onto the desk where he's working, sits on his haunches, and drops the bag that has been held in his jaws. The bag wriggles. Izzy peaks to see a mouse the idiot cat has brought him like some prize loot. "Fucksake cat, you're meant to kill the mice, not bring them to me to take care of!" Izzy draws his dagger as he mutters to himself "I guess I shoulda named you Orange Beard after all"
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Yellow Box 🏴☠️Izzy’s arms strained against the weight of the oars, his heart breaking with every mile he put between himself and The Revenge.
Sweat stung the gash on his brow, a constant reminder that love wasn’t always pure and good. Sometimes, love was just another thing you had to survive.
Izzy had told himself that no soulmark could tell him who to love. Soulmarks were just the universe’s way of controlling suckers.
He’d told himself that over and over, until the moment he stood, enthralled, staring at his mark’s match across Roach’s shoulder.
ship, commercially inviableFor @IzzyIsEvents 's #IzzyIsMicroFic challenge, I proudly present ASSUME THE POSITION, a series of four vignettes about captains in need of first mates: