Frizzyhands
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“Hello?” Her rough voice interrupting the backwoods quiet coming in through the window. There was only one sad sod who’d call instead of text and they were supposed to be at an electrician’s conference.
“Heyyyy sugartits,” Jack’s loud southern drawl pulled Izzy into a sitting position, rubbing her eyes.
“What fuckin time is it Jack?”
“4 AM,” they said. “Wake up enough so you can understand me.”
“Uhh yeah. Mmm. Hmm. Phew. Fuck. Okay shoot.”__________________
Izzy purchased a little cottage to start a new life. Jack calls to surprise her.
Initially written for #IzzyIsThriving day 2023
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Olu steers clear of Auntie’s War Room of tiny ships and maps now, but the next time Captain Zheng and Captain Frenchie’s crew came together for a fuckery, Izzy stumbled roughly into the table.
A little Izzy and Auntie friendShip on this cloudy day, wherein Izzy carves maybe too many tiny apology ships.
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When I'm with you I turn all shades of pink by Frizzyhands
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
23 Mar 2024
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“Baby!” Jack hopped the porch steps two at a time and joined Izzy in the open doorway, glancing down the hall to listen for Fang in the kitchen. The house was empty, Izzy the only roommate who worked fully remote. Even Jim’s cat was off somewhere outside for the day.
“Did you bring me a coffee?” Izzy crossed her arms and leaned against the door jam, letting a little venom slip into her voice to hide the way her heart was beating fast from seeing Jack again, after just a few hours apart. Jack propped her skateboard against the rail and shrugged her jacket off onto the porch swing.
“‘Course not, it's chamomile tea.” Jack handed it over.
______________Jack drops by Izzy's place with a cup of tea, and to check on the handprints she left on her girlfriend's ass and thighs.
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These are short stories from my Twitter and one-shots I need to stop rattling around in my head.
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How's about cookin' somethin' up with me? by Frizzyhands
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
13 Mar 2024
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“Fucking…where…” Izzy made it to the end of the row and stuck his hand around what he thought was the last title to feel for a stack of recipes printed on cardstock. His fingers landed on the spine of another book, but much smaller than the others and soft leather. He grabbed and pulled it out, gripping it tighter when he realized it was a small green notebook with lots of papers tucked loosely inside.
Izzy frowned, turning it over and not finding a label on it before letting it fall open in his hands.
_____________Izzy rifles through Jack's pantry and accidentally discovers he's deeply, deeply loved. Written for CJIzzy Week 2024.
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Childhood sweethearts Izzy Hands and Johnny "Calico Jack" Rackham find each other again in modern New England.
Motifs and themes include the beauty of the New England outdoors, dysfunctional families, Noah Kahan lyrics and transcendentalism, learning to trust, the things we pass down, the people we choose to be, the things we leave behind and the people we can't.
CWs: addiction and sobriety, past domestic abuse
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