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  1. Public Bookmark 10

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    “Izzy, take off your clothes and get in the bed,” Edward orders - and it is an order. It’s not said harshly, but it is said in that tone that brokers no argument. The voice of Izzy’s captain - Blackbeard. 

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    04 Sep 2026

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    make believe this was all just a dream by DarkCaustic
    Work/Series ID: 43891033

    Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Israel Hands
    background Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet

    “Izzy, take off your clothes and get in the bed,” Edward orders - and it is an order. It’s not said harshly, but it is said in that tone that brokers no argument. The voice of Izzy’s captain - Blackbeard. 

  2. Public Bookmark 19

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    Edward Teach is not okay.

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    04 Sep 2026

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    This Is A Grotesque Portrait by lettered
    Work/Series ID: 43736026

    past Stede Bonnet/Edward Teach
    undercurrent of Edward Teach/Izzy Hands - never realized

    Edward Teach is not okay.

  3. Public Bookmark 71

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    “Do you want to stay on this ship?”

    Izzy twists around and regards him warily, eyes like chipped flint. Ed can read the humiliated recoil of his spine and the heaving rage of his chest, clear as day; he thinks Stede is mocking him.

    He says, “The terms were agreed to before the duel began.”

    “That’s true,” Stede agrees, firm as the cherry wood mast he’s pinned to. “And now, as captain of this vessel, I am asking you, Mr. Hands, if you would like to stay.”

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    03 Sep 2026

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    hot knife / pat of butter by orphan_account
    Work/Series ID: 38556621

    Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet
    Blackbeard | Edward Teach & Israel Hands

    “Do you want to stay on this ship?”

    Izzy twists around and regards him warily, eyes like chipped flint. Ed can read the humiliated recoil of his spine and the heaving rage of his chest, clear as day; he thinks Stede is mocking him.

    He says, “The terms were agreed to before the duel began.”

    “That’s true,” Stede agrees, firm as the cherry wood mast he’s pinned to. “And now, as captain of this vessel, I am asking you, Mr. Hands, if you would like to stay.”

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    "Hold still."

    There's a hand curling over Izzy's face, thumb tugging on the skin of his cheek and turning his chin. Upwards, then a little to the left. His eyes stick to the ceiling of the ship's cabin, purposely averted.

    Above him, Edward holds two things: a glass vial of black ink, and a needle.

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    03 Sep 2026

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    over the dead sea, keeping you company by Hoppy_t
    Work/Series ID: 61310560

    Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Israel Hands

    "Hold still."

    There's a hand curling over Izzy's face, thumb tugging on the skin of his cheek and turning his chin. Upwards, then a little to the left. His eyes stick to the ceiling of the ship's cabin, purposely averted.

    Above him, Edward holds two things: a glass vial of black ink, and a needle.

  5. Public Bookmark 14

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    '“I just wanted to thank you for–” is all Izzy gets out before Bonnet turns and spears him with a look so odious it burns.

    And still, it’s less than he deserves, less than he got from Ed so close to the end.

    The crew, none the wiser, ham it up or go about their tasks with all the enthusiasm of a second chance at life. Unable to do either, Izzy upends his mop crutch and does his best to clear the deck of splintered wood and crusted salt and gunpowder.

    “Hey, no, no, no.” Fang nags his efforts, dumping armfuls of rotten wood onto Izzy’s tiny pile of dust. “We’ve got this sorted, boss. You get some rest.”

    Izzy doesn’t argue. Just limps without thinking and winds up in the same place as always, standing outside of that low door. No longer concealed, it hangs ajar and lit from within, Bonnet’s lantern flickering as he weeps.'

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    Or, I heard Archie say: "Can we talk about the fucked up sleeping arrangements?" and immediately wanted to explore how the two crews split rooms on the Revenge.

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    01 Sep 2026