#izzy is thriving
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cliopadra · 2 years ago
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Apparently it’s #IzzyIsThriving day, so excuse me while I pause my mental health break to throw a tipsy doodle of a crew cuddle pile at you guys
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dionysusbabe · 2 years ago
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Show of hands, who wants an izzy x reader fic................ ough..................
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danerom · 2 years ago
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i love the fantasy sword prompt targeted at erika and brennan followed by the desperate housewives prompt just for izzy
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apricusapollo · 8 months ago
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teen wolf but it's shadowhunters au and the raeken siblings are the lightwood siblings variants, in this essay i will-
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biheinrixvancalox · 4 months ago
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yeah so the REAL reason there's never any astropathic messages from pasqal post-ending is bc Izzy's going to track and rock his shit for this, actually
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@vocesofmd (cont)
It was perhaps the first time in his life that Ed didn't feel anything at all (or wasn't that how he felt in days like these, always as if it was for the first time. some days, when he got like that, he didn't want to do anything that but stare at nothing. others, he wanted to see the world burn, just like now). It was easier that way. Not caring who died, or who lived. Just the end goal. Destroy the Navy. Not just Ricky, he wasn't enough, he knew that. Every goddamn man that represented a threat to piracy. They had all heard stories of Blackbeard, even when he was the Kraken. But they had never seen him like this.
He wondered why the crew joined him. They could see who he was, what he was about to do. Maybe they wanted revenge as much as he did, maybe they wanted to stand for something for the first time in their fucking lives. Did they regret it? Did they want to leave, to plan another mutiny? Honestly, he didn't give a fuck. There were people in his crew, that were loyal to him, seeing the world as Blackbeard did. Even if the old crew didn't see it his way, they wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it.
Stede was the only one that made Ed pause sometimes, made him Ed again. And god, sometimes he fucking hated him for it. The past was in the past and there he was, giving Ed glimpses of what once was. Of a completely different life. One that he had retired, opened an Inn, never killed again. One that... he was in it.
At first they fought a lot, Ed snapping at him, throwing things next to him. Stede holding his tongue at first until he didn't. Now they barely talked to each other. Maybe Stede didn't stay for Ed at all, not anymore. Maybe he stayed for his crew, for the life he wanted to lead. Maybe he wanted to make Ricky pay for what he did.
They hadn't been on land for months. Ed had only stayed a week at the cottage and then one day, he just left. Now, he was back at Nassau, to get supplies, to find new people that would join him — one bad thing about not caring who died at a raid, was that these people had to be replaced later. And Jim, weirdly not that angry at him as others were, had suggested that Blackbeard should recruit them. Who could say no to him?
As he was headed to a tavern that were supposed to be some fans of his work, Ed saw... him. He froze. Blinked to make the vision go away. It wasn't in his head. It was him. No, not him. Just someone that looked like him.
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Ed followed him, wanting to kill that man for daring to look like him. He knocked the door — the polite man that he was — but when the other man did not open it right away, Ed shrugged and knocked it down. He pointed a gun at the man that... no, not the one thought he was, he kept telling himself.  
❝Alright, mate. 'gonna give ya a chance to save yourself. ❞ Poor guy, not knowing why he was even threatened by Blackbeard. Did he even know he was Blackbeard? He had the black paint around his eyes, the leathers, new scars on his bare arm, one across his collarbone.  But that fucker looked so much like the one that he wasn't supposed to, he even had one leg. If he was going for the look, he was certainly committed, Blackbeard had to give him that. ❝Tell me who the fuck are ya and why I shouldn't kill ya right now.❞
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thegoldenhoof · 1 year ago
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The fact that someone decided that "the show thinks its not a big deal so you thinking something is a big deal is wrong" is an appropriate defence against the criticism "this show is inconsistent and bad in its handling of certain themes" is absolutely bizzare.
Statement of intent cannot in itself be an argument against the criticism of that intent.
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ribbonsinurhair · 2 months ago
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confession guys i think i’m addicted to looking at apartments in random cities and imagining my life there 💔💔 why was this my screen time this week for a property website
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bklynmusicnerd · 11 months ago
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The energy in the house is so cracked that I've been speechless just trying to keep up. I don't know how Angela went from asking her nominee for a hug to snapping at the whole house and calling Matt "crazy eyes," but I am appalled and riveted.
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the-hopeful-lunaire · 2 years ago
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Happy one week anniversary to Izzy ending alive and happy and surrounded by a family he loves and loves him back
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sweaterkittensahoy · 2 years ago
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Back on the WeeHands story!
They might actually get to their date sometime in the next 5k. How wild.
Izzy nods, feeling dizzy from Wee John's touch. "You can…you can always go into my quarters," he says. "Whenever you like." Wee John sips his coffee and squeezes Izzy's arm for a moment. "Thank you. That's very kind."  And, oh, but Izzy feels seen in a way he's never felt. In a way that is only good and lovely and soft. He can only nod, then take Wee John's hand in his own for a moment before stepping away. "Is seven o'clock late enough?" he asks. "Seven o'clock is fine," Wee John says. "Are we staying over on land?" "If you'd like," Izzy replies, taking another step back because otherwise he will take a step forward and completely forget himself. "I know a quiet inn." Wee John beams. "In the Republic of Pirates? That's not possible." "With clean sheets," Izzy says. "And large beds." "I don't believe you, so I guess we'll have to stay so you can prove it." "Yes," Izzy says. "Yes, we will."  "Seven o'clock, then," Wee John says. "I'll meet you on deck." "Good," Izzy replies, feeling thick-tongued and clumsy, but it feels nice in its own way. "Good," he says a second time because he has no more words.
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soppingwetguywife · 2 years ago
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yeah i need to not be on social media because every post i see saying 'oh it had to end this way because its perfectly narratively satisfying for ed' is straight up making me intensely upset and thats not good energy for me right now
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anchy2006 · 2 years ago
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This is a comedy and they wouldn’t kill off one of their most important guys like that, would they?
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piratesmyass · 2 years ago
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Slowly downloading tens of GB of video material for just a 6 minute Izzy edit, i think i've gone insane
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soulfulthing · 2 years ago
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Not an Izzy fan but I do agree with their beliefs
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singlethread · 2 years ago
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Y’all I’m in a house with four cats in it
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