#Izzy Bee

[rubberbeautys]

Izzy Bee

[homoquartz]

i just think they're neat

[mermaidstede]

la vie en rose 🌹 for @ratboylucius

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

in the spirit of historical anachronisms I think that, in order to pass the time on the ship (because pirate ships would often go weeks without making landfall or doing a raid) that the crew of the revenge should play dungeons and dragons. What I want to know is, do they split into two tables (5 guys to a table plus the dm) or do they just raw dog it and have a table of 11? And also who is the forever dm and why is it Oluwande?

[losergirlranboolive]

izzy hands is constantly rattling around in my brain like a bug in a capsule machine

[thegroovywitch]

Izzy Bee Phillips | 2022

[bestial4ngel]

Izzy, Ed, and Stede’s dynamic in season one is just Barry, Vanessa, and Ken from the bee movie send post

[oldsoulgunsnrosesgirl]

My 70s And 80s Rock Bands And Movie Wall Collages🥰🤩

[shape-the-unicorn]

FromCjIzzy week ^^ they turned from a crack ship into my favorite ofmd ship, maybe I'll upload my other drawings later too.

[cloudofbutterflies]

The Izzy discourse in this fandom is so funny to me. Like Y’all. He’s just a guy. An above-average sailor and swordsman, but nothing super special. He’s got a bit of a crush on blackbeard and some toxic masculinity going on there. He’s also nowhere near as dangerous or evil as he likes to think he is. If it was modern-day and you met him and he was working as something other than a pirate, like an office or retail or something, you’d just go. Yup. That’s A Guy. Everyone seems to have taken such an extreme stance on him and it’s just so funny to me personally. I’m just personally fascinated that this is the character the fandom decided to latch onto like this. It’s very funny to me in a curious way. 

[rubberbeautys]

Izzy Bee

[homoquartz]

sock

[adzeisval]

Bees

Frenchie finds out he is allergic to bees. Also on AO3.

Frenchie had to admit that Jim’s Nana made the best cake he had ever tasted. It was even better than the fancy cake he’d had once. It was also nice to be able to relax and have fun for a while. 

Ricky and the English were a continual thorn in all their sides but here they were safe. Here they could all relax and have cake and enjoy the sunshine. Frenchie was spread out on a towel under one of the orange trees near the church. The trees were in bloom and it smelled just lovely. Bees were buzzing around and the sun felt good and there was a nice breeze and the day couldn’t get any better. 

“Brought you a drink mate,” Oluwande said as he sat down. 

“Cheers mate, this is wonderful,” Frenchie said. 

Frenchie took a few drinks and then rolled over on his stomach to sun his back. As he did he must have hit one of the bees from the orange tree because suddenly there was a spike of pain. 

“Fuck…” 

Frenchie bolted up and yet another bee stung him. 

“Oh shit you pissed them off,” Oluwande said with a chuckle and helped Frenchie pick up their things and move away from the angry bees. 

“Little bastards,” Frenchie said and spread his blanket down again. He laid back and looked at the clouds and thought about the good smelling stew that Nana was making. It wasn’t long though before he started to feel very, very itchy. 

He tried to ignore it but it got worse. He looked down and saw that the two stings on his arm were swelling like crazy and he had hives all over his arms and it was spreading with the horrible itchy feeling. 

Frenchie sat up and felt a little dizzy. His chest felt a little funny and he coughed to try to get rid of the feeling. 

“Frenchie?” 

“Bees fucked me up mate.” 

“Fuck, let’s get you inside and get Roach or Jim to see you.” 

Frenchie got up but the dizziness got worse and he had to lean on Olu. His arm hurt and it looked like it was at least twice the size and the itching was driving him mad. 

“What the fuck happened to you?” Jim asked. 

“Bees,” Frenchie managed. 

“Get him lying down here,” Jim said. 

“What can we do? It looks bad,” Olu said.

“I…I don’t think we can do much,” Jim said and looked at Roach. 

“Lets get some cold water on the stings,” Roach said. Frenchie hoped that the reaction wouldn’t get any worse. He didn’t like how tight his chest was or how dizzy he was or how awful he felt. 

Frenchie could tell that Jim and Roach were worried. He wondered if it might get worse or if he might…

Something in the room changed and Frenchie was aware that Izzy was there. He closed his eyes but Izzy was still there when he opened them. 

“Frenchie?” 

“Izzy’s here,” Frenchie said, “Oh mate I don’t think this is good.” 

“Just try to keep calm Frenchie,” Roach said. 

“He’s right,” Izzy said. Frenchie looked at Izzy and wondered why he was there. There was nothing he could really do, was there? Or maybe it was a situation like with Fang a while back. Maybe it could lead to death.

“Don’t really want to go yet,” Frenchie said. 

“I know, just stay calm Frenchie,” Izzy said.

“Trying,” Frenchie said. He tried to concentrate on just taking one breath after another but it was hard with his arm throbbing and his whole body itching. It felt like this throat might be closing up with the reaction. 

“Frenchie, you’re alright. Just do the best you can,” Izzy said, “You don’t have to be afraid.” 

“Does it hurt to die?” Frenchie asked Izzy. 

“It hurt before,” Izzy said, “Right before I went the pain was gone though. But you’re not fucking done yet Frenchie.”

“Right,” he said. Izzy wouldn’t lie to him. Izzy didn’t lie often and when he did it was easy to see it. He wasn’t dying, not yet. He just needed to stay calm. Frenchie wondered why he had such bad luck with allergies. 

Frenchie felt so itchy he wished he could crawl out of his skin. His arm felt like it was still getting bigger. His chest hurt, his throat felt tight. He didn’t know how he was going to survive when there was nothing anyone could do for him. 

At least he wasn’t alone. His friends were there and it had been a good day. 

“You’re not dying yet Frenchie, don’t give up,” Izzy said.

“Izzy? Will you tell me if I’m going to die?” 

“I’ll tell you Frenchie, so you can say goodbye but we’re not fucking there yet and you know it,” Izzy said. 

“Alright,” Frenchie said. He wished that Roach and Jim would help him scratch his entire body. He didn’t care if he broke skin he just didn’t want to be itchy anymore. 

Frenchie wasn’t sure how much time was passing or when he would know whether or not he was going to live. He wanted to stop itching and he wanted his chest to feel normal and he wanted his throat to not be so tight.

All over stupid bees. 

After some time Frenchie started to feel very tired. He wasn’t sure if he felt any better but he was just so very, very tired. 

“Izzy?” 

“You’re alright Frenchie, stay awake a little longer,” Izzy said. 

“I’ll try,” Frenchie said. He wanted to sleep. He thought his chest might feel a little better but he wasn’t sure. He tried the best he could to stay awake but eventually it became too much. 

“Can’t stay awake,” Frenchie said. 

“It’s okay Frenchie,” Roach said. Frenchie wasn’t sure if Roach was optimistic or not but either way Frenchie had to sleep, he had no other choice. 

Frenchie woke up. He still felt horrible but he did wake up. 

“Oh fuck.” 

“Frenchie?” 

“I’m alright, well not alright but I’m awake.” 

“Fuck, we thought we were going to lose you,” Jim said. 

“Izzy said it wasn’t my time,” Frenchie said. 

“I know he said that but I’m surprised he was right,” Roach said. 

“So you need to stay the fuck away from bees,” Jim said. 

“Yep,” Frenchie said, “I’ll do that.”

[izzyspussy]

where did the fanon of izzy "self preservation" "my way or the fucking noose" hands having low self worth come from

[aloisiahalo]

My annual Stardew doodle dump jajaja

[willosword]

stede and izzy hugging eachother. WOW !