Stizzy Week 2024
An event to celebrate the Stizzy (Stede/Izzy) ship from Our Flag Means Death! Running March 31-April 13.
Prompt list found at @stizzyweekofmd on twitter
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"Take a seat." It's not a request and it's not a command, it's a dare, and Stede feels his breath catch again, and his body moves before his brain can think of a reply.
He approaches gingerly, like Izzy was a wild animal, and maybe he is, with the way he looks at Stede. Like he wanted to devour him.
A lesson in focus goes a bit off the rails.Series
- Part 13 of Stizzy Week 2024
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A Stizzy inspired poem.
Inspired by the absolutely gorgeous 'When It Takes Hold' (WITH) by Krill Collins.
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- Part 2 of OFMD Poetry
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‘What else did these boys say?’
‘How they spent the weekends spreading their legs and sucking c-cocks, Daddy,’ Izzy all but whispered, voice hoarse and almost as low as usual.
‘I bet they don’t know what they’re talking about. Boys are always bragging, sweet. It’s better not to listen to what they’re saying, they will teach you incorrect things.’ Stede felt something possessive gripping him, even though all of this was just a fantasy. But the idea of Izzy learning from some random kids and not from him made his blood boil. ‘I can’t have you listen to stupid boys, my love. Daddy will teach you everything you need to know.’
‘Daddy?’ Izzy whipped his head up, eyes blown wide, his breathing getting deeper.
‘If you’re interested, my darling, it’s better if you learn from me than from someone on the streets. Daddy knows best what his boy needs, after all.’ -
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When a curse strikes Izzy while he rests, shrinking him down to a fraction of his usual size, he is immediately concerned what it will imply for the future of his time on the Revenge. While he expects to be ostracized or abandoned, Stede and the crew prove him wrong, demonstrating that they still care about him, regardless of his size.
It was terrifying, being held by something that was almost his size, knowing that Stede could squeeze and crush him at any moment. Stede seemed to think it was all fun and games, however, cooing over Izzy before placing him in his jacket pocket. "You'll be safer there, and no one will see you this way!”
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Stede did something to Izzy’s fucking brain. He made him feel hot and shivery, like the sheer force of Stede’s focus could melt away his cold exterior, leaving only softness in its wake. Even worse, Stede made him want to expose his vulnerable belly, just to see what he would do. Depending on what Izzy needed, Stede would sometimes kiss him, so sweet that it made his teeth hurt. Other times, Stede would rub his shoulders, his clever fingers massaging away the ever-present knots.
And yet other times -
“Get undressed for me.”