The Gang's All Here !to Make Your Own.

the gang's all here ! to make your own.

nadja’s outfits in season 1 of what we do in the shadows

      IF DROWNING COULD BE PLEASANT, it might feel something like this, izzy thinks as he feels himself drift deeper down down down into the kiss. the sensation of someone touching him so gently is pleasant, & the hand pressed against his chin is large & soft. & he does like it, he decides at last. so much so that when lucius stops to speak, izzy can’t help but groan quietly in protest. & it quickly turns into a scowl when lucius taps the side of his head. ❝ what is it with everyone on this fucking ship's obsessive need to — ❞ he cuts himself off with an aggravated sigh, refusing to let bonnet's favorite phrase leave his mouth. not here, not now.

            but izzy still doesn’t release his hold on lucius’ jacket, eyes downcast as he fiddles absently with the lapel. it takes him a moment, weighing the words carefully on his tongue before he lets them out. ❝ i don't want to talk, ❞ he finally says, voice low but steady. ❝ i want to keep kissing you. i want to touch you. ❞ as if to make the point, his gloved hand reaches out to rest just above the other man’s knee. & izzy slowly pulls his eyes up lucius’ body, for the first time truly allowing himself to appreciate the slope of his torso, the broadness of his chest, the kiss-flushed shade of his lips. ❝ i want to see you, & — ❞ he pauses, breath going shallow. ❝ & i want you to see me... underneath all this, i mean. ❞

izzy curls his hand around his light jacket again,   bringing them closer still and lucius lets out a laugh,  small,  more breath huffing out of his lips than sound.   '  like that,  do you?  '    lucius has certainly no complaints about it to make.  and besides,  he has better things to do,  like for example shifting just enough so that he can put one hand on izzy's leather clad shoulder while the other daringly comes to rest at the man's jaw,  skin on skin.  heart skipping a tiny beat,  lucius has to remind himself that izzy asked to be touched,  that this is fine,  all good,  nothing to worry about.  the angriest,  possibly most repressed man he's ever met,  allowed lucius to touch him, to lead him to a bed,  and is currently kissing him carefully..  gently even?  which is nice,  sure,  but. 

'  i'm not going to break.  you don't have to hold back if you don't want to.  '   on his part,  lucius is keeping his own touch considerate,  grounding rather than hurried  —  not because he is scared or inexperienced,  god no,  but simply because this should be a safe space,  one where izzy can let himself have this without shoving it away as fast as he can.   '  tell me what's going on in here,  '   he speaks quietly,  voice steady,  as he lightly taps a finger to izzy's temple.   '  tell me exactly what you want.  '

IT WASN'T THE FIRST TIME he'd had a gun leveled at him — & he rather hoped that it wouldn't be the last — pirates were known to have notoriously quick trigger-fingers. the best course in these situations was to take the threat without reaction as izzy does now, arms crossed stiffly over his chest. ❝ you don't know me, but i imagine you've heard of my captain. ❞ he pauses, shifting his weight off his injured foot, the ache of which has become familiar & near manageable. ❝ goes by the name of blackbeard ? ❞ speaking the name usually changed people's tone considerably, especially with his recent list of crimes growing ever longer. but captain teague might have an unpredictable reaction as keeper of the pirate code, & izzy watches his reaction closely for any shift that might indicate danger.

with the new season & also a few new of.md followers here i just want to gently remind everyone that i write izzy as a trans man. & no, he's not necessarily "out," so unless we talk about it ooc your muse would have no way of knowing this. so it shouldn't affect most threads, but it does factor into my portrayal in some small ways.

so anyway, happy birthday calypso !