Oh God I need to sleep but this idea won't leave my head. We all know Izzy Hands has amazing chemistry with all the crew in The Revenge. So.
Picture this. A "who-did-it?" fic. Buttons (let's pretend he's taking a break from being a bird) notices a hickey in Izzy's neck, and loudly announces it to everyone. When questioned about the identity of his lover, Izzy just smirks.
The story follows what each member of the crew was up to the day before. We find out all of them spent time with Izzy, any of them could have been the one to get lucky. We get to know how each character sees him, and what type of relationship they have with him (and well, most of The Revenge has at least a small crush on this man).
Summary: An Alternate Scene of the dock scene in 1x09.
His feet were moving, carrying him toward the sound instantly. He relied on his instincts, the feeling deep within that told him that Stede was in danger and needed to get to him.
Notes: I'm sure this has been done plenty of times but I just watched the show for the first time and got all the feels and wanted to write a little fix it for them. Likes and Comments always appreciated! Hope you enjoy!
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Ed broke through the brush, his heart racing, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He always enjoyed the thrill of a good escape, and the thought of having Stede waiting for him, being with him, only heightened the thrill.
As he bounded toward the dinghy waiting for him, it took him a few seconds to realize that he was alone.
"Stede?” his head whipped around, searching from where he just came, wondering if Stede was taking cover in the dark leaves.
His eyes trailed the sand beside the dock and his heart sank as he realized how quiet it was.
"Stede?” he called out again, hoping the man was nearby but the only sound that reached his ears was the lapping of waves against the dock.
He felt an uncomfortable twisting in the pit of his stomach, a thickness in his throat, his eyes still darting frantically in the darkness, hoping for the best but fearing the worst.
Soon enough he came to the horrid realization.
Stede wasn't there.
He had given Stede the head start and anticipated meeting him there, hopping into the boat and rowing away, hopefully getting miles out to sea before the British knew they were gone.
But as the seconds ticked by, there was still no sign of Stede.
It had been hours but he could still feel the tingle of warmth on his lips from when he had kissed Stede. From when Stede had kissed him back, looked at him with awestruck admiration, told him he made him just as happy as he made Ed, and then agreed to run away together.
His head whipped around, his heart leaping into his throat as the unmistakable sound of gunfire split the quiet night sky, followed then by a more faint scream.
Stede.
He had been around the man long enough to know his noises - to recognize his voice whether he was talking, humming, groaning or screaming.
His feet were moving, carrying him toward the sound instantly. He relied on his instincts, the feeling deep within that told him that Stede was in danger and needed to get to him.
From the moment he first laid eyes on Stede Bonnet, pale faced and bleeding at his feet, he knew he would do anything to protect him.
Wild branches scratched his skin as he pushed through the brush but was consumed by nothing but the pounding of his heart.
He felt he was running for far too long before he finally came to a small break in the brush and came to a sudden halt at the sight before him.
There was a man face down on the ground and for a brief, heart stopping moment he thought it was Stede until he saw the back of the man's head was most certainly not the blonde mop of hair he came to adore so much.
His eyes trailed from the motionless body on the ground to where he finally found Stede, backed up against a tree, his hand covering his anguished face.
Ed pushed aside his brief relief at the sight of him alive, and his brow furrowed as he glanced down at the body.
"Stede?"
The gun had been discarded next to the body and Ed slowly walked around it, moving towards Stede.
Ed's eyes widened slightly as the man's identity became clear to him.
He couldn't help but feel a little relieved that the man was dead and wouldn't be able to come after them, but glancing back at Stede the unsettling feeling came back to him.
The look in Stedes eyes was heart wrenching. He had seen Stede frightened before, the Gentleman Pirate was often startled by violence and bloodshed, but he had never seen anything like that look.
“What happened?' Ed asked finally as Stede’s continued silence. It seemed far too unlike Stede to kill a man, even if he was in danger.
"He tripped." Stede said, his voice strained and distant and Ed stifled a small laugh.
Yes, that was much more likely to happen with Stede.
"He was going to kill me." Stede continued and the trace of a smile fell immediately from Ed's face. Stede's face pulled into a heart breaking grimace, his eyes crinkling in evident pain, his lips quivering.
"Perhaps he was right to do so." His voice was so low, breaking barely above a whisper.
Ed's heart plummeted and he surged forward, reaching out and grabbing a hold of Stede’s arm. Stede briefly startled, his eyes widening, his body tensing.
"What are you saying, man?"
Stede avoided his gaze, slowly shaking his head. "I have ruined everything."
Even in the darkness, he could see the tears start to fill Stede’s eyes and Ed's grip tightened on his bicep.
Stede took a shaky breath and bowed his head, closing his eyes tightly. "I'm sorry, Ed."
"For what, mate? You got nothing to be sorry for."
Stede scoffed and his eyes lifted to meet him. "I ruined you."
Ed furrowed his brow. "What are you talking about? You didn't…"
"The most fearsome pirate to ever live." Stede cut him off and it hurt to hear the bitter, remorseful tone in his voice. "And look where you are now."
Ed frowned and opened his mouth to reply but Stede kept talking, growing more and more frantic with each word.
"You're here, a prisoner of the crown, without a ship, without a crew, without your beard. You're Blackbeard! A-and you've given it all up for me and I don't deserve it, you don't deserve that…"
Ed silenced him by grabbing his face on his hands and forcing Stede to look at him. Their eyes met and Stede’s breath caught, his eyes wide, his lips parted and damn if Ed didn't want to kiss that look off his face.
"You haven't ruined me." He said definitively.
Stede made a small noise of protest in the back of his throat.
"No, Stede, listen.” Ed continued.” You haven't ruined anything… not for me. You made my life better than it has been in years. Did you not hear a word I said earlier? Because I meant every fucking word. I don't want to be Blackbeard anymore. I am not Blackbeard anymore. I don't care about any of that. I did what I did because I wanted to, and I'd do it again and again, for you because you are what I want."
His hands slid down Stede’s neck, then bunched the collar in his hands and Stede swallowed hard.
"You make me happy and I want nothing more than to leave this fucking place and find something new…with you. I thought that's what you wanted too."
A flurry of emotions crossed Stede's eyes. Guilt, despair, adoration, fleeting hope, and then anguish.
"I do…god, I do want it, Ed but I can't…" His jaw tightened and he averted his gaze, shifting uncomfortably in Ed's hold.
Ed frowned and loosened his grip on his shirt but he said nothing as he waited for Stede to finish his thought.
Stede closed his eyes for a few long seconds, inhaled deeply and released it sharply.
"I must return home."
Ed’s eyes narrowed slightly. "To the Revenge?"
Stede’s jaw tightened, his head twitching.
"To Mary."
"Oh.” Ed whispered. “Oh I see."
"No-no…no…" Stede’s hands came up, stopping Ed with his hands on his as he started to pull away. "I don't think you do." His eyes were guilt- ridden but desperate and pleading.
"Badminton spoke of you, of what I had done to you, but also what I had done to Mary and the truth is…” He let out a heavy but resolved breath, “he was right."
"Stede…"
"If not about you, then definitely about Mary. I was a coward in the way I left her and the children. They deserve better than that. Mary believes me to be dead, or perhaps worse, she is the one who reported me to be dead. Either way, I need to go to her…to clear the air."
"To clear the air." Ed repeated slowly, studying Stede’s face.
Stede nodded once. "To make things right. So I…" he let out a shaky sigh and looked down. "I can't go with you.."
Stede’s shoulders shrunk and he began to pull away, his hands slowly sliding off of Ed’s.
Ed grabbed his hands, stilling him. "Then I will go with you." He answered easily.
Stede's eyes snapped up, wide with surprise. "What?"
Ed's eyes stayed focused intently on his and he stepped in closer, closing what little distance was between them, so their chests were nearly touching and they could feel each other's warmth.
"I'll come with you. If you want me to…" he added on with a small shrug. "You go and fix what you need to with Mary but then…" he raised an eyebrow with a small, cautious smile, his heart reaching out, pleading with the man. "We figure out what comes next, after. And I'll be with you the whole way through."
"You'd do that?” Stede’s voice squeaked and Ed felt his heart melting if it could. “For me?"
His lips twitched up even more and his hands slid up his neck again, now cradling the back of his head. "I'd follow you anywhere, Stede Bonnet."
Stede’s breath hitched and his eyes flickered down where his hands now rested on Ed's chest and he could feel Ed's strong and fast heart beat.
"It may be a bit of a disaster…" Stede tried to protest, albeit weakly, his resolve weakening as he melted into him.
"Mate, my whole fucking life is a disaster, wouldn't be anything new."
Stede scoffed a small laugh and met his eyes again. Ed brushed a thumb against his jaw line and Stede released a breath.
"Only thing is now I've got you.” Ed said, his voice softening. “Think we've got each other now. Co-captains, yeah?"
"Captains without a ship?" Stede asked, his voice low but also faintly hopeful.
Ed pressed his lips together, thinking for a second and then coming back with, "Partners then."
His heart pounded, his stomach flipping as he said the words and waited with baited breath for Stede’s response. He'd never had a partner, never had someone he wanted to share every day with.
All until Stede fucking bonnet.
Stedes eyes searched his, looking for any sign of deceit, or uncertainty but Ed had never been so certain of something in his entire life.
Stede was uncertain, that much was clear, but just as Stede had once reassured him that he was not a terrible person, and he was worthy of friendship, and more, Ed would spend the rest of his days proving that to Stede if that's what it took.
The light that he adored so much, that had been missing in this conversation, slowly started to return to Stedes eyes.
"Ed…you don't have to.." Stede was giving him one last out but he wasn't going to take it. He closed his eyes and leaned forward pressing his forehead to Stede’s and Stede’s body lifted in the force of his gasp, pushing further into him.
Ed's hands curled into his hair and held him tightly and gently all at once. "I want to." His nose bumped against Stedes and a shiver rolled down his spine as he felt Stede’s warm breath against his lips.
"Don't push me away." Ed whispered, a quiet plea, and his lips brushed lightly against Stede’s.
A small whine escaped Stedes throat, his lips quivering, a feather light brush against his own.
He could practically feel Stede’s smile, felt him relax a little against him and Stede’s hands slid up his chest, his fingers grazing the bare skin of his neck.
"Partners then." Stede echoed, his voice quiet but assured.
Ed pulled back slightly to look down at Stede and a flood of warmth pooled in his belly at the look in his eyes. Warm, familiar, still unsure yes, but so full of love.
He surged forward, unable to resist any longer, and his mouth fully met Stede’s. This kiss was more intense than the first, but still gentle. Stede was not so hesitant as before, not so surprised, and his hands gripped onto Ed’s shoulders pulling them even closer.
"We gotta get out of here." Ed said quickly, a little out of breath, his heart racing as he reluctantly began to pull away.
Stede's face slackened as he came to reality and he looked around. "Right.” He breathed. “Be a shame to get caught after all that."
Ed smirked and raised one brow as his hands dropped from his head but immediately went for Stede’s.
Stede looked at him, his fingers entwined with his and he took a resolved breath and nodded once.
Then without another glance behind them, or the body still in the ground, they surged forward, together, hand in hand.
For the “send me an episode/scene/chapter” asks: what is your OFMD OC Ace Cooper doing during the episode “This Is Happening,” where they stop at St. Augustine and Lucius confronts Ed about having feelings for Stede?? 🖤🖤🖤
Oh! Yes! Thank you for asking about my boy! 🤩
So, first things first. Ace is Stede's first mate on the crew. When Stede first gathered the crew, when he saw Ace, Stede thought Ace looked like he was the strongest of them all. This means Ace is unfortunately the other one right beside Stede with all his 'duties' so to speak. Ace still thinks about all the men that went up to him asking him how much Stede was for sale during their time at the Republic of Pirates.
Anyway, when Lucius goes on to confront Ed it's basically a moment of clarity for Ace because it's a moment where he realizes he's also in love with Stede and possibly Ed Which he most definitely is
But he feels like Stede is also in love with Ed and knows that they help each other make them a better person. So he just struggles with accepting the fact he won't be with either of them. He eventually will he just feels like he's not good enough for either one of them.
Then when Ed goes back to Stede before Ace and Lucius follow, Lucius will notice Ace's quiet demeanor and him just staring at the ground, he comes to the realization that Ace also loves them both, but Ace refuses to talk about it anymore, and just gruffly mumbles tells him to come on before they find something really fun without them.
Lucius then just sighs in exasperation at how idiotic these men are before following after them.😂
It's completely okay they had sex. There is nothing wrong with it and it isn't what temporarily broke them up.
They are both grown-ass men who've had sex with other people before (for various reasons and with various results). The seriousness of their relationship doesn't rise or fall on whether they've had sex because despite social mores, those two things aren't intrinsically linked. Sex is part of how people process complicated feelings all the time (see: funerals, near-death situations), and if both parties are clearly consenting then that isn't necessarily a bad thing or something that ruins a relationship.
Ed wakes up and gets rid of a tangible part of a persona he's wanted to shed for a long time. He makes his lover breakfast in bed. He's not rattled by Izzy coming in to tease them, if anything he's calmer than Stede is (which makes sense as the partner who has actually been with a man/had sex he enjoyed before).
They have a very happy date where Stede's new celebrity status doesn't bother him at all. Ed getting rid of the Blackbeard leathers 'felt good.' More gentle ribbing about sex with Stede gets a smile from Ed.
(They could have chosen to talk about Ned Lowe that morning, by the way, or at some other time that day, or literally whenever they both felt ready to do it. I don't think they did and I think they really should, but they by no means had to process every bit of it five whole seconds after it happened.)
There is no awkwardness, distance, or upset between Ed and Stede until it becomes clear just how much Stede is blowing up as a newly successful pirate, and just how much Ed is thinking about retiring. His conversation with Jackie highlights just how much those are incongruous things. That's when he freaks out and leaves. That's when he starts picking a fight - about how they're moving too fast, about how Stede isn't instantly supportive of his plan to drop everything and run off to a new career, about how fishermen and pirates are fundamentally different or whatever shit he says in the moment.
Because Stede is 100% correct about what Ed is doing - he's blowing it up. Ed is looking for the barest hint of conflict anywhere he can to turn into a bigger fight, and then using that as an excuse to leave before Stede can do it first. And Stede may think that's a fear of commitment or intimacy or something, since he doesn't have the full context, but it absolutely is a cowardly move.
I've seen posts saying Ed is clearly communicating his needs and I feel like I'm living on another planet. Did he ever say 'I'm scared we want fundamentally different lives and that means we can't be together'? Or 'I'm worried the life you want to embrace is the life I need to drop, because it's toxic for me'? Because until he says that, he hasn't told Stede anything.
And nothing about those very real fears has anything to do with sex.
I'm honestly pissed at the reviewers who were claiming this season is all fanservice with not enough action or whatever the hell it is they said.
Good Omens s2 was fanservice, it was huge fun but 90% of it was everyone spinning their wheels while learning maybe one or two pieces of new information. Everyone is largely the same, flaws and all, and until that ending happens it's mostly meant to make us enjoy watching our OTP and have comforting feels about them.
This season of Our Flag is about Ed and Stede (and, I'd argue, Izzy) deciding the kind of people they want to be. That's happened since minute one and every episode has moved that forward. We see that in their fantasies, in their hallucinations, in who they are separately and together, in every single person they meet.
It's not a coincidence that Ricky is a noble fascinated by pirates until his playing around gets him hurt, and then his reaction is to burn it all down. (Unlike Stede, who thinks he's lost the man he loves and his immediate reaction is to forgive his crew and get them to safety before he even thinks about mourning.)
Or that Ned Lowe is mannered and loves music but is a sadistic snob who thinks everyone is disposable, and that's who Stede kills in cold blood.
It's not a coincidence that Zheng is a brilliant pirate with a broader vision but a people-focused kind of leadership, who is actively trying to build a force that ends pirating by giving everyone pay and security just when Ed is thinking about retirement again.
Even the way some of the crew find their bliss and leave or start considering it, the way they operate as individuals but also as a sort of unified force demonstrating community and safety and open easy queerness and how they're all transformed by it (sometimes literally). The contrasting images of piracy as encroaching death and perfect freedom.
It all hangs together so well, it's so smart and has such clear things to say. To call that 'fanservice' is such an insult to it. To deliver more of what made the show gather a fanbase by understanding its own arc and message is just good, strong writing. Because writing that understands the audience it built doesn't feel mindless. It feels like a thesis.
Bitter transmascs who are gay LOVE Izzy Hands and Jean Vicquemare. Something something about loving and never being the first choice. Something something about not being someone worth getting better for.