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OF/MD College Rowing AU

Hi guys, this has been in the works for MONTHS and I finally finished it. It’s my new AU based on my own experience from college 😁 special shout-out to @peach-plumb-pear2 , @softersteve and @sniffles-and-tickles for letting me brainstorm with them! I really hope you like it. I have the whole AU fully flushed out and have more coming hopefully.

Summary: Ed gets sick but comes to practice anyways. Stede tries to usher him home and get him the rest and meds he needs. ((Originally for Sicktember prompt - the only place we’re going is the pharmacy))

OH! And also Stede has the kink 😈

Word Count: 1.85k

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The annoying yet rhythmic quack of Apple’s “Duck” alarm tone pierced through the air, awaking 22 year old Stede Bonnet from his sleep. He didn’t need to look at the clock to know it was 5:15am - the same time his alarm went off every weekday.

He groaned, desperately wanting to close his eyes and go back to sleep, but the guilt of his teammates practicing without him won once again. He swung his legs over the edge of his bed and rubbed at his head before walking over to his dresser. He pulled out some basketball shorts and a tattered old tee shirt to put on under his jacket.

He opened his door a crack and called out, “Lucius?”

“Yes yes, I’m up…” came a grumbled reply from his roommate, who emerged from the bathroom, also wearing workout clothes and a jacket.

“Oh good! Thought I’d have to wake you again.” He smiled, bending down to lace up his athletic shoes.

“Tell me again why you got me to sign up for this.” Lucius quipped sarcastically.

The younger man liked to complain about the early morning wake up calls and physical labor, but he was actually quite good at the sport, teammates not letting him leave.

“You know you like it Lucius. Let’s go.” Stede grabbed their apartment key off the table and the two boys headed out the front door.

Lucius shivered as the cool autumn air hit his bare legs. The turning of the seasons meant a crisp chill in the mornings and evenings. It was still dark out, stars speckling the sky.

It was roughly 5:40 now. Practice started at 6am and they had a ten minute walk to get there. The college was nice enough to let the rowing team use the abandoned basketball stadium for practices (since the basketball and volleyball teams got a newly renovated one on the other side of campus). When they weren’t out on the water in the reservoir, they were doing land practice here at this ungodly hour.

The two walked in content silence, both still waking up. When they got inside the court, Lucius almost immediately split off from Stede to go and sit with Pete, who was fixing his shoes in the corner. Most other teammates were either talking or stretching, waiting for the clock to hit 6 for morning warm-ups.

Stede scanned the room before a voice came out behind him.

“If you’re looking for Ed, he’s on the bleachers. Pretending not to be under the weather.”

It was the team’s coxswain, Izzy, a 25 year old grad student and Ed’s good friend and roommate.

“Oh! Good morning, Izzy!” Stede chirped, “Under the weather??”

Izzy rolled his eyes and walked away, Stede growing more concerned as he spotted his friend sitting on the bleachers.

Ed was normally full of energy, bouncing around the room and giving people shit. But today, he was in sweatpants and a hoodie, leaning his head in one hand and scrubbing at his nose with the sleeve of the other.

Stede looked at his watch. 5:55. They had a few minutes before the co-captains had to start practice. The blonde walked over and plopped himself down next to Ed. Up close, he noticed the older man’s eyes were red and wet, in a similar condition to his nose.

“Ed have you been crying?” Stede asked.

“No, but I have been snFF! sneezing…” as if on cue, he brought the sleeves of both his hands up over his face. “T’sssSHIEW! Hh- h’tschIYUE!”

Stede’s heart fluttered. He always sneezed a bit dramatically like this - higher pitched at the end in a way that was very fitting for Ed. But these seemed more desperate than usual.

He pulled a tissue out of his hoodie pocket and blew his nose into it. When he noticed Stede eyeballing him, he paused, mumbling over the tissue. “Grown’d men can carry tissues Stede.”

“I know!” Stede felt bad for staring, “Are you under the weather?”

“N’do. Who told you that? Izzy??” Ed spotted the man across the court and flipped him off. “I’m okay Stede.”

Stede wasn’t quite buying it but knew Ed could be stubborn when he wanted to be, so he chose to let it be for now.

“Alright gang, it’s 6! Let’s hit our 3 laps and then warm ups!”

They all looked on, waiting for Ed to say something as co-captain.

“You heard the man! Fucking move it!” Ed added before hopping down and joining them in the laps around the court.

When they’d finished running, they formed lines. One behind Ed and one behind Stede. They took turns going back and forth across the court, doing high knees, crossovers, lunges, and other stretches.

By 6:10 they’d heard announcements from the coaches and were onto the meat and bones of the workout. Ed’s group was starting with body weight workouts on one half of the court and Stede’s group started off on the ergs. At 7am they would switch.

This was something they did every day - it wasn’t new by any means, but today Ed just felt bone tired. By the time 7 rolled around, he just wanted to lie down.

He grabbed his water bottle and took a sip before coughing into his elbow and patting his chest. Stede walked over, having just hopped off the erg. “Okay there?”

Ed cleared his throat, “M’okay. Probably just tired - eht’schYUE!”

“Bless you.” Stede choked out as casually as possible.

“Thanks mate.” Ed clapped a hand on Stede’s back as he made his way to the ergs as they switched.

When the second round of workouts ended, the team gathered together to do their 1 minute of jump squats before practice officially ended. Ed looked pale and sweaty, slowly making his way over to collect his things.

“Think you’re right Stede. I feel sick.” Ed rubbed at his temples and closed his eyes. “Might skip my classes today.”

“You’re missing the fundraiser tonight?”

“Pfff! No! When did I say that?” Ed chuckled, remembering the annual fundraiser dinner that the team had scheduled today.

“Ed, if you’re too sick for class you shouldn’t be at the fundraiser.” Stede said gently.

“Then I think I’m feeling better actually. Save me a seat in Economics yeah?”

Stede nodded, feeling bad for mentioning the fundraiser. Now Ed thought he had to power through the day if that meant he could make an appearance at the event.

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Stede was thankful that he had time to go back to the apartment and shower before he had morning classes. He was also feeling thankful that Ed was able to do the same. Both of their first classes of the day was Economics 400.

As usual Stede was there early, having had time to pick up two teas at the campus cafe on his way there. He sat towards the back with his backpack in the seat next to him.

A chesty cough made Stede (and a few others) look up and towards the door. Ed walked in, showered and in a different hoodie and joggers. He waved to Stede as the younger man moved his backpack for Ed to sit.

Ed slumped into the seat, dropping his bag on the floor and resting his head in his arms. Stede frowned as he coughed again.

“How are you feeling, Ed?”

Ed groaned in response. “I feel… hih! N’xxTCH! T’schiew!” He turned his head slightly to muffle the sneezes into his hoodie. “Feel like shit mate.”

“Bless.” Stede held out the second paper cup to his buddy, “Brought you a tea with seven sugars. Might help your throat?”

Ed picked his head up slightly and smiled, “Thag’ks.”

As he was taking a sip, Stede noticed the haze to his eyes and slight flush spread across his cheeks. Before he even knew what he was doing, Stede had leaned over and pressed a gentle yet firm hand on Ed’s forehead.

“Ed. You have a fever! You should be at home resting.”

Ed shrugged, “No, I need to be here so I can go to the fundraiser tonight.”

“The only place you’re going is the pharmacy.” Stede stood up and swung his bag over his shoulder, “Come on. I’ll take you.”

The older man was skeptical at first, but eventually stood up, grabbing his own bag and his tea before following Stede out of the classroom.

They were lucky there was a small grocery store right across the street from campus, by the duplex Ed and Izzy were renting out. Stede grabbed a small basket as they strode through the pharmacy section.

Stede stopped in the cold and flu aisle, perusing the different options. Ed stood next to Stede, leaning his head on Stede’s shoulder.

The younger man glanced over, gently tapping his head against Ed’s. “I got you daytime and nighttime meds. Cough drops. You need anything else?”

“Eh’tszzsh!” Ed snapped forward with the first sneeze, instinctually curing into Stede with the second, “K’itssch!”

Stede jumped from the shock. “B- bless you.”

Ed’s sneezes we’re becoming more tired sounding and less dramatic in nature. A sure fire sign that he really wasn’t feeling well.

“I’m so sorry Stede.” Ed started apologizing for sneezing against Stede’s chest. What Stede couldn’t say in the moment was that he actually liked it. A lot.

“It’s okay Ed. Let’s maybe grab some tissues?” He suggested, “And then we can get you home.”

Ed nodded and swiped at the underside of his nose. As Stede checked out, he thanked god for Ed living so close. The older man was very quickly taking a turn for the worse.

“I’ll pay you back for that stuff.” Ed mumbled weakly on the walk back towards the duplex.

“Don’t worry about it, Ed. I just want you to get better.”

When they got to the apartment, Ed dropped his backpack on the floor by the dining room table. Izzy’s stuff was gone. He was probably in class still.

Stede set the bag on the counter and started taking all the different medications out. When he turned around, Ed was face down on the couch.

“Ed. I really think you should take this before you pass out.”

Stede had been to Ed’s enough times to know where he kept his water cups. He filled up a glass of water and brought it over along with the daytime medicine.

“Shits fucking disgusting…” Ed grumbled into the cushions before propping himself up on an elbow to knock back the medicine and take a sip of water.

“Good job, now you can get some rest. Don’t worry about the fundraiser okay? I’m telling Izzy you’re staying home.”

Ed groaned behind closed eyes, already letting sleep claim him for the day. Stede smiled and draped the thin throw blanket over his crush.

“Sweet dreams, Ed.”

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Looking at the snz art I started two days ago and the embarrassment is taking over

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Me and jack watch a lot of tv together and we usually end up jokingly talking like ppl in what we watch so like when we watched succession together we would talk to each other like Greg and Tom talk to each other. Well over the weekend we watched a few episodes of our flag means death cause jack was partway thru their watchthru of it and so long story short we’ve started talking to each other in the way i zzy h ands talks to people “YOU FOCKEN TWAT” typa stuff just bc it’s a very fun accent and it’s made even funnier bc my voice is still a little wheezy after having Covid so it sounds more in character and well. Unfortunately we slipped up and accidentally did that while walking into an elevator. An elevator that was already occupied by an entire human person. A person who was VERY alarmed at what they witnessed

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A Little Change of Plans

Wrote a little Valentines Day fic for @softersteve who requested some College Rowing AU Stede getting love and attention. Please enjoy this soft little ficlet. ~KB

February 14th. A day that had previously been just another day now carried meaning for Ed Teach. Now that the feelings between him and Stede were publicly known, the pair had been going on more dates.

Presently, they had plans today for a picnic and then cooking dinner and having a quiet night in. It happened to be ski week at university, which meant everyone was either back home for the week or on vacation with their friends. Ed and Stede had both opted to stay on campus as neither really had any family to go home to.

Ed had woken up and gotten dressed in some nice trousers with a light pink button down shirt. He was ruffling his hair in the bathroom mirror for the fifth time when a ringing filled the room. His phone lit up with a photo of Stede.

“Hey Valentine.”

The 23 year old winced away from the phone as he was met with raspy coughing on the other end of the line.

“Stede? You alright mate?”

Ed pressed the button switching to FaceTime. After a brief pause, Stede’s face pops on screen in real time, and he looks awful.

While Ed is fully dressed, Stede is still in bed, hair a mess and skin paler than usual.

“Hey Ed. You look so dapper!!” Stede beamed through tired eyes.

Ed set the phone on the counter so he could a fashionable twirl before picking it back up.

Stede had looked off to the side, half frozen before bringing an elbow up to his face. “H’mPTSCH! … ehTSCHiew!!”

“Bless you twice!” Ed’s face dropped as he took in how awful Stede really looked. “Alright?”

“I’m actually quite ill, I’m afraid.” The younger man reached for a tissue to dab at his nose. “I think I’m going to have to rain check our date.”

Ed nodded, “I understand.”

“I’m so sorry!” Stede offered, before coughing again, “I really wanted to see you.”

“It’s okay, really. Just rest up yeah? I love you.”

“Love you too.” Stede gave a weak smile and then the call ended.

Ed frowned, gutted about the plans, but feeling even worse that Stede was so sick and all by himself. He took off the trousers and button down and changed into some grey sweatpants and a pink tee shirt. He pocketed his wallet and headed out the door.

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Two hours later, he was knocking on the door of the place Stede shared with Lucius. Lucius was back home with his family, but Ed knew Stede was present.

No sound came, and Ed was about to knock a second time when the door opened revealing a disheveled Stede. His blonde hair stuck up in every direction and his eyes were glassy as he scanned Ed.

“Edward!? What are you-?”

“Didn’t want you to be on your own… I brought you some stuff.” He mumbled, suddenly a bit embarrassed by the grand gesture. “Sorry… you probably wanted to be alone.”

“No no no.” Stede hushed, opening the door more and guiding Ed in by the small of his back. “Please come in.”

Ed followed Stede towards his bedroom, were the younger of the two climbed back into bed and wrapped his hoodie tighter around himself.

He perched on the edge of Stede’s bed and set down the little basket he’d been carrying.

“What have you got there?” Stede asked, nodding towards the basket.

“It’s just… some Valentine’s Day stuff.”

Ed started pulling things out one by one. A pink box of tissues, a bottle of red cough syrup, a zippy bag filled with some hastily decorated heart cookies, a pirate themed Valentine’s Day card, and a strawberry banana bottled smoothie.

Ed blushed as he looks up again to meet Stede’s gaze. The blonde was smiling from ear to ear, head tilted ever so slightly. He reached out to hold Ed’s hand. “This is all so thoughtful, Ed. Thank you.”

The two hugged for a decent amount of time until Stede had to pull back and turn away.

“ii’GSHhuu!” He sneezed rather desperately before a chesty cough bubbled up.

Ed held Steve’s arm, using his other hand to rub circles on Stede’s back. “Sounds like you’ve got the cold from hell, mate.”

“snff! It certainly feels that way.”

“My poor sick guy. Come here, love.”

Ed scooted closer to the head of the bed and leaned back, pulling Stede to rest his head on Ed’s chest. Ed ran a gentle hand through Stede’s hair, hand lingering on his forehead.

“You’re burning, babe.” Ed cooed.

“M’okay.” Stede mumbled, “Took some Tylenol before you got here. It should kick in soon.”

They lay in comfortable silence momentarily before the younger of the two groaned. “I’m sorry I ruined our Valentines Day plans.”

Ed pulled back to look at Stede. “You didn’t ruin anything. I wanted to spend time with you and here we are. This is exactly where I wanted to be.”

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OF/MD - Kraken!Ed with a Cold

Based on this post thread. Have a snippet of what myself and @snzsnchillz-afterdark think menacing Kraken!Ed would be like when he’s got the worst cold and is trying to still be threatening. This one goes out to my OFMD buddies - @friv0lite @peach-plumb-pear2 @sniffles-and-tickles @softersteve

Based on the new promo pictures because Taika could choke me and I’d thank him Ed looks so good 🫡😍

Set between seasons 1 and 2 (before canon S2 has come out if anyone finds this post 10/05/23)

CW: intentional contagion

The crew of the Revenge were well used to Ed’s overnight personality changes at this point. At first he’d been all weepy and switched to being one with the Earth and musical and personifying his soul…whatever that meant.

The second switch happened a few days later. Over night. When he had reached the point in his breakup that condoned anger and violence. He’d cut off Izzy’s toe and fed it to him in the night, also tossing plenty of Stede’s things overboard - partial crew included.

He’d been in full swing as Blackbeard for a couple of weeks now - ravaging ships, looting them, and leaving men for dead in ways more unimaginable than skinning them with the snail fork.

This third personality shift happened when he came down with the cold from Hell… or rather - tried to convince everyone that he hadn’t.

Ed had been up Izzy’s ass the the last day, quite literally screaming orders in his ear, pausing occasionally to cough wetly. Izzy would just close his eyes and force a smile before responding with, “Yes, Captain.”

This morning, Izzy had awoken the crew early - somehow managing to be both yelling at them and quiet as not to wake Ed.

“Alright listen up, dogs! Blackbeard is… under the weather… and is more irritable than usual.” Izzy started. “I want you lot to just do what he says and try not to fucking upset him.”

“Why is that our job? He’s the one being a dick.” Jim muttered, twirling their knife.

Izzy sighed, having known Ed the longest. “Because the sooner he is well again, the sooner he stops being a cunt.”

“Yeah, that’s a good enough answer for me I feel.” Frenchie looked around for agreement. Everyone stayed silent, but Fang gave a single nod in solidarity.

“I want you all to keep your heads down and stay out of his fucking way. If he asks anything, you say ‘yes captain’ and fucking do it. And you-” Izzy points to Frenchie, “I want you find what’s left of any medicine that Bonnet left on board. Is that understood?”

There were some silent nods.

“I SAID IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?!?” Izzy screamed.

“Yes, fucking Christ.” Jim grumbled, bringing some hands up towards their ears.

“H’iszzzSCHEW! K’tCHuh!”

Just as they were finishing up, Ed kicked the door in, sniffling thickly against his gloved hand.

“What the fuck are you all doing down here???”

Izzy quickly came up with a lie, “I was just telling these fucking idiots that it shouldn’t take this long to clean the floor!”

Izzy shot Frenchie a glance and he immediately dropped to his knees, using a piece of his shirt to scrub at the floor.

“I’m sorry captain Blackbeard sir, it’s just hard to clean the floor without any.. water?” He tried to play along with the charade.

“Hmm. You’re right.” Ed hummed thoughtfully before spitting on the floor right in front of the younger man. “There. Now you’ve got something.”

Frenchie held back a gag as Ed stormed out the other door to the deck of the ship, Izzy and crew following behind. Jim have Frenchie a hand up and he scurried off to go find Stede’s medicine stash.

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One thing about the gentleman pirate is that he was bound to have loads of the unnecessary - books, fine fabrics, and medicine. It only took a few minutes for Frenchie to find the bottles in the Captains’ chambers bathroom, but seeing as he couldn’t read, he just grabbed everything and shoved it into a crate to bring to Izzy on the upper deck.

Hands full of different bottles and vials, he turned on his heels to leave the Captain’s chambers. Slamming into the chest of the captain…

“The fuck are you doing in my room?!” Ed hissed, looking the man up and down.

“I uh… you see Mr.Blackbeard sir… I just.. I was…”

Ed’s scowl gave way momentarily to something more relaxed. He turned to the side out of habit, sneezing openly at the air.

“Eh’tSZzZiew! Snlrff”

“Shut up! You’re fucking taking too long.” Ed held up a hand, making Frenchie stop.

The crew member was frozen, staring wide eyed, his eyes locked on the small trail of mess leaking down Ed’s upper lip.

Ed had him pinned against the wall. “The fuck are you staring at?”

“You’ve just…. You’ve got a little…on your face…” Frenchie stammered, gesturing towards Ed’s nose.

He watched in horror as Ed’s nostrils flared once again right in front of him. He squeezed his eyes and hoped for the best.

“H’ekTSZZZuhew!”

Frenchie scrunched his face as he felt droplets hit his cheek.

“Well now you’ve got a little something on your face too.” Ed released his grip on the man, throwing him against the wall and rubbing his own nose again.

“This is so unsanitary.” Frenchie whined quietly.

“What was that???”

“I said uh… sanctuary! Thank you for providing us with such a great… sanctuary….” The fake enthusiasm trailed off at the end before he scurried away to the upper deck.

When he arrived topside, he looked like he’d seen a ghost. Jim was standing at Izzy’s side.

“Jeez what the fuck happened to you?” They asked.

“Here’s your fucking medicine.” Frenchie aggressively dropped the crate of medicine on the barrel in front of Izzy, pausing to wipe at his face and swiping one of the bottles, “this one’s for me now.”

Izzy huffed a knowing sigh and rubbed at his temple. “He sneeze on you?”

Jim made a face of disgust as Frenchie nodded. “Yup…”

“He’s worse than I thought.” Izzy groaned. “Never thought I’d say this but we need Stede back.”

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OFMD IS NOT GETTING RENEWED FOR S3 AND IM SOBBING ABOUT IT!!!!!!

Send College Rowing AU prompts to numb the pain 😭😭😭

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Gonna try and get back into my groove with writing

Expect a sick!Izzy fic from my College Rowing AU

As well as some ST Eddie fic as well!! ❤️

Thanks for being patient with meeeeeee

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Izzy trying to damage control over sick kraken!ed because Stede isn’t there

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I always love the flavor: person is sick on a holiday/birthday/anniversary!

Yes!! Here’s a little OFMD ficlet!!

wrote a little something where Izzy is sick on his birthday but is annoyed af that people keep putting attention on him

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Izzy sniffled against his gloved fist, grumbling to himself. He felt like absolute shit, but he’d be the last to admit it. As he stepped out onto the deck, Buttons started singing.

“Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birth-”

“Shut up!” Izzy shouted, “What the fuck are you fucking singing for? Get back to work!”

“We just wanted to wish you a happy birthday.” Black Pete started, “But you seem angry so. I guess just have a birthday?”

“Who told you it’s my fucking birthday??”

“Blackbeard did. Told all of us actually.”

Izzy heaved a sigh, fucking of course Ed would make a big deal about something that wasn’t a big deal. Before he could complain anymore, he pitched to the side.

“H’RUSHEW!! G’ISSHUH!!”

“Um bless you?” Black Pete wasn’t sure how to respond without laughing.

“Are you sick on your birthday Izzy?” Frenchie asked loudly.

“M’not fucki’g sick you idiots!!!”

Frenchie raised an eyebrow, “Oh really? I just thought because you was just sneezing and that.”

“And you look even more frumpy than usual.” Lucius chimed in, backing down immediately after catching a death glare from Izzy.

“Do any of you ever shut the fuck up????? II’GSHUU!”

“God bless you, Izzy!” Stede claps a hand on his shoulder.

The older man slaps the hand away.

“Hey Izzy, behave! Stede’s just being polite. Don’t be a dick just because you’re sick.” Ed isn’t far behind Stede.

“I’m not sick!”

“Izzy. Come on mate.” Ed elbows him knowingly.

He blushes crimson, glaring at the ground, infuriated with the amount of eyes on him.

“Not to worry Iz, I’ll ask Roach to make you a calming tea to go with your citrus cake!”

“Stede!”

The blonde palms his own forehead, “Oh! I’m a fool. I’ve spoiled your birthday surprise.”

“SO IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY!” Olu pointed, shouting.

“No point in hiding it now. Go lay down, Iz. We’ll get you when cake and tea is ready.” Ed instructed, more as a friendly suggestion, but with the sternness of a captain.

Izzy grumbled. He’d just have to suffer through this so everyone would leave him the fuck alone.

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If anyone has any OFMD thoughts or prompts for me - I’d love to try my hand at writing more Ed and Stede ((and/or Izzy))

• Either Kraken!Ed or normal silly Edward teach born on a beach 🏴‍☠️🏳️‍🌈

@softersteve @peach-plumb-pear2 @straightupsickfics <- my faves, do you have any lil drabble ideas to start with? Ilysm ❤️KB

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ZADDY CON (ONEILL) JUST LIKED MY INSTAGRAM STORY ABOUT HIM AND IM ABOUT TO THROW MYSWLF OFF A CLIFF 😭😭😭😭😭

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you wanted someone to talk to you so... in that shirtless scene, Izzy's midsection looks... quite nice... the way his stomach moves as he breathes. just. imagine how he'd look post-workout while dealing with a cold that's not bad enough to keep him from working out

Izzy’s surprised he finished the workout. I mean, he was determined to so not to look like a fool in front of the crew. But he’d been battling the worst of a cold for a few days now.

He would argue that today - day 4 - was the worst of it. He’d not given up his duties as first mate and so the lingering cold was now charting a path of its own, from his sinuses to his chest. It hadn’t quite reached its destination yet; leaving him a breathless, sputtering mess with a stuffy nose.

“Are you sure you should be working out Iz?” Frenchie asked cautiously when walking by.

The older man was pouring sweat - if not from his workout, from the fever that was plaguing him. He had taken his shirt off nearly half an hour ago to try and cool down.

“I did my job in addition to cleaning up after Edward. How about you do yours and FUCK OFF! I can finish a fucking workout…”

The intensive intervals definitely had him working up a sweat, but unfortunately that also meant opening up his sinuses. He sniffled relentlessly as he tried to continue on.

The familiar prickle started burning in the back of his nose, building slowly as his breath started to catch.

Izzy’s chest expanded once before he snapped forward with a sickly sneeze.

“H’ReeSHHuhew! NGSHHiew!!”

The spray scattered, some catching in his chest hair, making the crew in sight grimace.

“That’s disgusting.” Jim murmured, rolling their eyes and turning away.

“Thought you might need this.” Lucius walked up, holding out a handkerchief but not looking him in the eye.

“I don’t fucking need-”

“TAKE the handkerchief and go clean yourself up. It’s fucking embarrassing.”

The older man snatched the cloth out of his hand and grumbled as he trodded off towards his cabin, passing Ed on the way.

The captain sidestepped Izzy, holding hands up, “Whoa, Iz, you look like shit! You okay?”

His first mate stopped briefly out of respect, growling, “Got sent downstairs by the fucking boy.”

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IZZY SHIRTLESS WITH A SWORD JESUS CHRIST

ALL of my daddy issues just surfaced good LORD

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OFMD College Rowing AU Masterlist

•Intro Fic - Ed gets sick and goes to practice

•A Little Change of Plans - Sick!Stede on Valentines Day

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A few months back, @softersteve helped me in the details of a new OF/MD AU I’ve been working on.

I’m super duper excited to share it with you guys! And even more excited to say Sicktember Day 10 will be it’s debut!!

No additional teasers other than it is a college rowing team AU. 🥰

If anyone else wants to bounce ideas off with me feel free to DM!!!!

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M and I just binged all of OF//MD because it’s my favorite and she had never seen it.

Now I’m totally in the mood to write some Ed and Stede or Steddyhands.

So if anyone has thoughts or prompts feel free to send my way 😭🥰