nocturnalorion.bsky.social
OMFD enthusiast emerging from lurking and making it everyone else's problem. I'm so sorry.
29, he/him, poly, writer, so very very gay 🔞 🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈
I ship Izzy with everyone and love putting him in Situations.
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Ed: Oh, hey there 😏
Stede: Hi! I apologize, I do think I rather misunderstood the purpose of this... lovely event. It seems rude to leave now, though, doesn't it?
Ed (instantly raging hard): please please please fuck me oh god
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I have an entire workshop full of tools and saws I can bring!
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Oh no, I'm so sorry for the barrage of such awful news!! Sending you the warmest of thoughts your way 🫂💙
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Can I hang out in the sitting nook 🥺
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Every writer:
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I used to draw them *constantly* back in early high school which was.... ah.... 15 years ago 😭 it's... been a minute
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I watched this yesterday 😂
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It's going to be a Leshen 👀
Am I getting a leshen for the bit since they're also called spriggan and my last name is Spriggs? Or am I getting it because I love the idea of the woodland monster and just want a Witcher tattoo?
The answer is yes.
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I will absolutely be posting pictures when it's done 😂
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(It's a Witcher tattoo, sorry guys. The gay pirates will have their own tattoo at some point, but I've been wanting this one for 5 years now)
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Oh hey its ME! Coming out of the woodwork like a small gremlin
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Thank you 🥹 this was right before I dyed it rainbow for pride month, too
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The curls have only grown stronger, I'm afraid 😔
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🥹🥹🥹🥹 a regular at the coffee shop I work at complimented him btw. I love him so much 😭💙
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Izzy finds himself nodding before Stede sweeps both him and Ed into a warm hug.
Izzy isn't used to hearing 'I love you,' in any other context except for bad ones but... he figures he can try to get used to it. Might be nice. /fin
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"We want you, Israel. We want you to be a part of our lives *and* our relationship. If you'll still have us?"
Izzy feels like he's been slapped. He had hoped, of *course* he had hoped. But he never allowed himself to think of it as anything but a misguided fantasy.
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Ed all but breaks out into sobs, latching onto Izzy like a barnacle.
"I don't think I have to tell you otherwise," Stede says to Izzy as he's running a hand down Ed's back, "but to avoid all other miscommunication- that's not what we intended you to think at all."
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"You... do?" Izzy looks to Ed for confirmation.
"Of fucking course we do, man," Ed sniffles. "I thought you already knew that. Why *else* would we want to share our bed with you every chance we get?"
Izzy shrugs. "Figured I was a whim."
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"But...?" Izzy asks, weakly, not sure how much more of this he can take.
"No buts," Stede says with a confused smile. "That was why we wanted to talk to you tonight. To make sure you knew how we felt. Clearly, you didn't. And I apologize for our lack of telling you straightforwardly."
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"Get WHAT," Izzy bursts. "Would you two stop fucking around and just *tell* me-"
"We did," Ed says. "Well, Stede did, but I feel the same so..."
"What-"
"We love you," Stede cuts Izzy off but says no more. Izzy grinds his teeth, waiting for the other shield to drop.
It doesn't.
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"We wouldn't force you to give that up," Ed continues. "We *both* want you comfortable."
Comfort? The *fuck*? Izzy can only stare owlishly at them both.
"Babe, I don't think he gets it," Stede says in a hushed whisper towards Ed.
"I think I got that, babe," Ed hush-whispers back.
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"Well... yeah?" Izzy says, blinking in confusion. Isn't that what they had wanted him to do? "No sense of me sticking around, is there?"
"Of course there is," Stede says. "We'd prefer it if you never *left*, honestly, but Ed warned me about you needing your own space."
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"Bad news... Israel, there is no bad news," Stede says in a rush. "Why on earth would you assume that?"
"We were just worried about you, mate," Ed tacks on. "I can tell you haven't been sleeping well. And whenever you stay over you're always up and gone before either of us wakes."
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"Iz, the fuck is goin' on, man?" Ed asks, voice gentle- too gentle and it makes Izzy’s skin crawl.
"You tell me!" Izzy nearly shouts, bursting to his feet. "This is how it *always* goes! People *always* dump those fucking words right before the worst fuckin' news and I'm *sick* of it!"
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Izzy really doesn't have the energy for their games tonight.
"You know damn well what. So just spit it out so I can go back to my cabin in peace." And, fuck, if his voice hadn't been unsteady, maybe he might have been convincing. As it was, Stede only looks more worried.
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Izzy looked up to see Ed towering over him with a look of... concern? That didn't seem right...
"Israel?" Stede's softer voice echoed after Ed's and Izzy looked between the two of them.
"Fuckin'... what is it then?" Izzy grated.
"What's...what?" Stede asked looking thoroughly confused.
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Izzy feels his chest tightening and his breaths coming faster. He should have *known* this 'agreement' wasn't bound to last but he went and got himself attached anyway.
"-zy? Izzy." The sharp tone from his captain snapped Izzy back into his own body.
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"Iz," Ed warns with a growl.
"No, no, it's fine!" Stede placates. He takes a breath and turns to Izzy with a small smile. "Israel," he begins slowly and oh. Oh, fuck. "You know that we love you, right?"
There it *fucking* is- that drop of anxiety. Izzy should have known better.
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Stede notes Izzy's restlessness and places a hand on Izzy's shoulder.
"Are you quite alright, Israel?" Stede asks. "You've barely even touched your dessert."
"Fine," Izzy grates out. "Is there a reason you twats called me in here or are we wasting time for no good purpose?"
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It takes all of twenty minutes before Izzy is *itching* to go back to his own room. The three of them have made an agreement of sorts- Izzy sleeps with them on occasion (usually whenever Ed or Stede get the whim but Izzy *has* initiated a few times)
but Izzy keeps his own room. He needs the distance