Irene ♠️🍽️ Little Man
@neopessimist.bsky.social
I like to draw and yell about music, cooks and first mates (: pfp by adhdedteach #1 William skam hater, #1 Granada Lestrade lover
Important addition: Some of those non-Americans are ALSO not Britsh 😱
Hello I have made this due to a mutual having issues with some folks on here forgetting this fact and shouting at him for it. Feel free to use it as a handy PSA x
i have seen the hadestown proshot twice in the last week and i keep thinking about the line “you saw her there alone against the sky” 😭
Observe Dr Watsons demonstration in initiating intercourse with your neurodivergent asexual sex indifferen husband
we found ourselves launched into this tormented sea, where guilty beings transformed into those fowls and these fish, seemed condemned to swim on everlastingly without any haven in store, or beat that black air without any horizon
Knife sharpening date. All the weaponry and kitchen implements are laid out on the table, and they're both tending to their own shit. Occasionally one of them makes a comment bitching about something and the other grumbles in commiseration before they return to companionable silence.
Roach has lured Izzy to the beach with the promise of a walk to see the ships. They choose a favorite to sail away on since they need to pull up roots anyway. They stop at a waterfront shack for drinks and dinner. Roach raises Izzy's hand to his lips maybe just to enjoy the reaction.
They are at the beach with friends and Roach is under strict mandate not to get near the grill, only to relax and drink the daiquiris Izzy of making him 🍹
Everyone knows not to get in the galley while Roach is cooking for the captains. But when Roach returns to the galley after delivering the food, he finds Izzy cleaning up. He is ready to get angry over Izzy getting everything wrong - But he isn't. >
Roach got his hands on an anatomy textbook during a raid and is now insisting that Izzy submit to a full "examination" (i.e. excuse to get handsy) to see how Izzy stacks up against official specifications.
Sometimes Izzy's boss calls him back to the warehouse for what may or may not be an emergency, so Roach tosses him a wrapped sandwich for the trip. Izzy couldn't catch it the first time. It bounced off his head, fell into the busy road, and was hit by a vespa. They both occasionally laugh about it.
Izzy's a regular at Roach's bistro. He knows Roach is flicking his cigarette ashes into the rude customers' coffee grounds, but he keeps quiet about it. On their second date, Izzy casually brings it up. It turns out that Roach made sure to always do it while Izzy could see. It's weirdly romantic.
Izzy is doing a sudoku. Roach is "helping" by pointing and saying random numbers and sometimes letters
izzy is watching roach do his complicated yet meditative whetstone knife sharpening, enjoying the scraping sounds of the metal and the focused crease in his brow
Roach is having one of those inexplicably bad days. Izzy shows up in the galley and *won't leave*. At first, Roach is irritated - then he realizes that the poor man is trying to comfort him in his stiff, emotionally constipated way. That's how, on a bad day, Roach falls a little in love.
Canon Izzy has taken to sitting in the galley while sharpening his knives. Then he offers to slice anything Roach needs. This BLATANT flirting has been going on for a fortnight and Roach is over the moon.
Roach is making Izzy taste-test a new cake. Izzy insists he has better things to do but also he will try another bite, just to make sure his opinion is accurate
Izzy has made Roach an omelet, it's like the only thing he knows how to cook
“Ah! poor fellow! he’ll have to die now,” ejaculated the Long Island sailor.
Hi everyone I am having a very hard day and need to distract myself from the horrors, pls tell me what the Izzy and Roach in ur brain are doing rn, thank you💛
While composing a little treatise on Eternity, I had the curiosity to place a mirror before me