REC: put me back together
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put me back together (4219 words) by ShowMeAHero
Rating: Teen and Up
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Black Pete/Lucius Spriggs, Oluwande Boodhari/Jim Jimenez
Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Accidents, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Light Angst, Humor, Post-Canon, Idiots in Love, Canon-Typical Violence
Summary: lucius accidentally gives stede a flesh wound, and ed loses his mind like they're not all pirates.
Rating: Teen and Up
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Black Pete/Lucius Spriggs, Oluwande Boodhari/Jim Jimenez
Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Accidents, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Light Angst, Humor, Post-Canon, Idiots in Love, Canon-Typical Violence
Summary: lucius accidentally gives stede a flesh wound, and ed loses his mind like they're not all pirates.
Stede organizes their first-ever Training Tuesday. He’d meant to kick things off with a brief demonstration of what Ed showed him, and then they were supposed to move on. It was going to be Jim, mostly, teaching after that; Stede really just wanted to— kick things off, get everybody motivated, show them that he’s involved, too.
He maintains that he is, in fact, very well-intentioned, and that he doesn’t exactly regret taking this on, though— he does, a bit, have to regret the end results.
“It’s really not a big deal,” Stede insists to Lucius, holding one hand over the sluggishly bleeding wound in his side. Lucius is still holding his sword, looking horrified, unmoving where he stands in the center of the deck.
Jim’s already at Stede’s side, a hand on his shoulder, guiding him backward to sit on the stairs right behind him. “You’re okay, Captain—”
“It’s really not a big deal,” Stede repeats to them. He turns to Lucius, insistent. “It’s not, I promise. Don’t you worry about a thing.”
“Don’t you— Captain, I stabbed you,” Lucius exclaims. He looks down at the sword again, then drops it like it’s on fire, stumbling back from it. “Oh, God. Oh, no—”
“I promise, it’s nothing,” Stede says. “Just a scratch.”
He looks down at his front, and regrets it immediately. He also deeply, deeply regrets choosing to wear pale pink today, because the red bloom of his blood is incredibly obvious on the fabric, and it is going to be absolutely impossible to get out. Just seeing it now, he sighs, knowing what a hassle this is going to be.