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1 x Our Flag Means Death Fic
What to Expect When You're Not Expecting by
house-afire
Fandom: Our Flag Means Death
Ship: Fang/Izzy Hands
Medium: Fic
Length: 752 words
Rating: Mature
My Tags: character study, romance, happy ending, established relationship, izzy lives, fantasies, identity, domesticity, pillow talk, breeding/pregnancy kink
Summary: Written for the prompt "100 words of getting him pregnant", Fang has a hypothetical fantasy and Izzy indulges it.
Excerpt:
This one got me straight in the feelings. It isn't just about Fang and Izzy doing a little kink discovery together, but about Izzy having a significant moment of pushing past his reflexive practical resistance and worries to try being fanciful with someone. I love how the author works Izzy's experience during Calypso's Birthday into it and sweetly and naturally extends what it means for a space to be safe.
Fandom: Our Flag Means Death
Ship: Fang/Izzy Hands
Medium: Fic
Length: 752 words
Rating: Mature
My Tags: character study, romance, happy ending, established relationship, izzy lives, fantasies, identity, domesticity, pillow talk, breeding/pregnancy kink
Summary: Written for the prompt "100 words of getting him pregnant", Fang has a hypothetical fantasy and Izzy indulges it.
Excerpt:
“Well, I can’t,” Izzy said. It came out blustery somehow, indignant and spitty and riled-up, like he was months back, talking to a peacocking Spriggs. “Have Roach explain it to you, if you’ve gone this long without—”
“I know how it works, boss.” Fang patted his stomach. His hand fell to the side of Izzy’s at first and then, almost shyly, straight on it. “Got nowhere to put it. But if you could.”
If he could. If he could, he’d still be a one-legged pirate past his prime, sailing on a ship where the crew was already vulnerable and downy enough without adding an infant in the mix. He had enough to take care of already. He had a child, he’d wind up throwing himself in the fucking sea.
This one got me straight in the feelings. It isn't just about Fang and Izzy doing a little kink discovery together, but about Izzy having a significant moment of pushing past his reflexive practical resistance and worries to try being fanciful with someone. I love how the author works Izzy's experience during Calypso's Birthday into it and sweetly and naturally extends what it means for a space to be safe.