perhaps Ed and Stede fighting over something and not talking to each other for a few days while they stew but they're both using Izzy for stress relief... and passive aggressive messages. Ed finds Izzy with hickeys on his neck so he sends him back covered in bruises in all of Stede's favourite places to be nibbled on. Stede leaves him with deep rope marks implying exactly how at his mercy Izzy was. bite marks. whip marks. snide messages in ye olde permanent marker written on his back. intercepting him on his way to the other and fucking him out. at some point completely unknown to Izzy the messages turn flirty. it takes another few days before Izzy finds out that now they're just showing off to each other and sharing ideas. which they discuss at length while fucking each other I guess
Ed and Stede decide it's hot kinky and fun to pretend to have a melodramatic domestic fight and draw a line down the middle of Izzy (naked, supine, spread-eagle) like you stay on your side
Stede is feeding Ed topics posh Bridgetown married couples would argue about and Ed is in horny improv heaven
an integral part of the scene is that for the first half hour Izzy has to just lie there tied up and frustrated
Is Izzy divided left vs right or top vs bottom? I need to know for reasons.
oh the intention was left vs right definitely. but now I AM thinking about top vs bottom where they first (not entirely fake-) argue about who gets which side, and then about where exactly the border should lie, eventually inventing the game Risk but with tongues
fic where Izzy is low key free use for everyone but it's understood this is only because Ed and Stede allow it. anyway one time when the ship is docked, Ed and Stede head out to town for the day, leaving Izzy under strict orders not to cum, and the rest of the crew with the memo that if Izzy does cum they won't be held responsible for it. and that if he does happen to cum, and perhaps it happens more than once, they should keep a running tally on ye olde flipboard. so Ed and Stede know how much punishment he's earned when they come back
izzy/everyone where the crew plays pass the parcel with him because he's wearing so many layers
Ed stuck in a time loop of the whole attempted family murder-suicide day but he's convinced that getting Izzy to kill him in that tiny room is the thing that will make it end
imagining izzy flustered by flirting is an endless source of entertainment but also. imagining izzy giving as good as he gets. to Roach. they have knives on each other's throats and they're having the time of their lives
been thinking about Stede trapping Izzy's cock between his thighs while giving him an over the lap spanking
do I want izzy dead? no. do I think izzy was ready to go? no. do I spend a lot of time thinking about an Izzy that just wants to be gone but keeps being brought semi-back by Ed (and maybe others)? yes.
can't stop thinking about Stede eating Ed's ass for hours in the morning while Ed drifts in and out of sleep in a sunspot
izzy hands going through a whole internal crisis during elaborate steddyhands sex productions because they had A Plan but Ed and Stede have gotten off track and there Was A Plan but he can't tell them that because he can't make out like he CARES it's just that There Was A Plan and they are not following the plan and
young (but a few years older) Izzy licking his thumb to rub a speck of dried blood off Ed's face after their first raid together and zing Ed's mummy issues go off in a new and horny way
Izzy has been staring at it for an hour while they brag about their accomplishments and squabble over loot. they're all filthy but this particular spot of blood on Edward's cheek keeps bothering him, that old urge to fix something out of place. he wasn't waiting for a chance to clean it off, but once they're alone, he does it without even thinking, wets his thumb and reaches for Ed's face. he's already regretting it when Ed startles. blood, he explains. Ed, with an amused smile but thankfully no comment, leans back in. he's so focused on rubbing it off, dissolving blood and spit between their skins, transferring it to his thumb to unblemish Ed's face, that it's only when he pulls away that he takes in the way Ed is staring at him. his entire face goes hot. somehow, they're equally awkward in making their hasty excuses.
my horny steddyhands brainworm I'll probably never write is first time trans izzy dp where
ed: which way do you want us
izzy: ......stede at the back
ed: you size queen
(neither of them voices that it's because izzy wants to see ed's face)
stede: :)))
fic where Stede is like "I love you too much to be rough with you" with Ed. and it would be kind of sweet except Ed's getting jealous of Izzy who Stede has no issue brutalising
thinking about Ed giving Izzy an "I'm bored" footjob in the backseat of the car on an awkward love triangle forced road trip (for whatever convoluted reason) where Ed & Stede are dating and Ed & Izzy have Something but Izzy & Stede still hate each other. but Stede's watching Izzy get flustered in the rearview mirror and surely that's jealousy and not desire in his eyes and surely it's just getting one over Bonnet that's heating Izzy up about it, etc. Ed's mentally rubbing his hands and laughing in his beard
father figure Izzy but only if it's a fairytale au where he's the king and Ed's the princess who's been cursed with constant arousal and thus all the virile young men in the land are invited to try to fuck it out of her
Izzy being sedated by the narrative and Frenchie being the only one who notices. worries. nobody gets what he's talking about, Izzy seems fine? Izzy says he's fine. Frenchie knows all about being fine. it doesn't matter whether the option not to be fine is locked in a box or in a finished chapter.
or. or. Izzy's doing an inadvertent victory lap through the crew and it's giving Frenchie bad vibes. countdown vibes. it's really hard to convince the rest of the crew he's not just a prude though.
...oh shit we're back into psychopomp territory because obviously Frenchie is last in this one