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013. give them food - from charles
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Anne looked from the food to Charles. She found feel her mouth water and her stomach roaring in its hunger, yet she only shook her head. The Ranger had been stranded for days and they were running dangerously low on food and supplies. Anne knew it, Charles knew it, any man in his right mind knew it. Right minds, however, were rather dangerous when they saw the inevitable choices that lie ahead of them.
❝M’not taking any more. I’ve had my rations for the day.❞
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004. kiss hand .
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Anne sat atop the cache, boots kicking against either side of the chest in a steady rhythm that seemed to syncopate with the rhythm of the waves beating against the sides of the ship. Her posture was slumped and masculine, not at all the picture of propriety that often prompted such a gesture from anyone, but Jack was always a bit different. While others saw her as something of a monster, he regarded her as something more. She could see it in his eyes even as the touch of his lips upon her hand pulled her eyes from the distance to his with a sensation too gentle to be deserved by the likes of Anne Bonny.
❝We did it...❞ The words were spoken in a tone full of disbelief. ❝When do you think they’ll realize what we’ve done?❞
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touch meme . send one to do to my muse .
001. grab their hand .
002. kiss their cheek .
003. give massage .
004. kiss hand .
005. high five .
006. cuddle .
007. cry on .
008. shoulder hug .
009. bear hug .
010. kiss them .
011. pinkie promise .
012. piggy back ride .
013. give them food .
014. from behind hug .
015. fist bump .
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In the style of This is Gospel: If I owe you let me knooooooooooooooooooow
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☠ Out of Hats;
tfw you want to interact with someone so you post a starter call, but then you have absolutely no idea where to start because they’re amazing
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torture starters : deprivation
[ mentions of abuse, torture, kidnapping, etc. ]
“You’re hungry, aren’t you?” “I didn’t think you could look any worse, but you surprise me every day.” “Remind me, how long haven’t I fed you? Oh wait, you can’t tell day from night, can you?” “Oh no, I didn’t bring this food down for you. I just wanted to have something to watch while I ate.” “You know it’s rude to fall asleep in the middle of a conversation, right?” “Wakey-wakey! You’ve slept a whole forty seconds! Time to remind you of what happens when you do that again.” ”That blindfold is never coming off again.” “I never said you could have fresh water.” “All you have to do is say you did it, and I’ll let you sleep again. Permanently.” ”You might break the world record ‘staying awake’ soon! If you don’t die first, of course.” ”Who’re you talking to? You do realise you’re all alone down here, right?” “Remember sleep?” ”Look around while you still can. After today you’ll never see colours again.” ”For a moment there I thought you’d finally starved.” “It’s nice and warm outside. Remember sunshine?” “Drifting off again, are you?” “Good morning! Did you sleep well?” “Look what I found! Cat food. It’s your favourite…” “All you have to do is confess you did it, and you can have this water.” “You tell me the truth and you walk out of here. It’s that simple.” “Hellooo? You still alive in there?” “Look, I made breakfast! For myself.” “Okay so, would you rather not sleep or not eat for the coming seven days?”
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☠ trucidavit:
With the moment of consideration over, Miranda returned to moving with the kind of flowing ease that only came from living somewhere for a length of time; closing the door and moving between the table and the counter, inclining her head for Anne to sit.
“For now, it is. Woodes Rogers is smart enough to leave me be until he doesn’t have a choice.” She commented, setting a bowl of broth and some bread in front of her. Coming after her too early would make him look bad. While not universally liked, she was by no means a ‘pirate’. It would set the interior on edge if he tried to try her for anything without proof. “I’m Captain Flint’s witch.” She added with a note of dry humor. At least that title was known enough. She set a glass of rum beside the food, lord knew the girl looked like she could use it.
In contrast to Miranda’s graceful movements, Anne’s own were tense and uncertain. She felt out of place in the home that seemed to take her back to a place before her entire life had changed, back to the days of pretty dresses and manners, and servant girls. The woman before her represented everything that Anne Bonny was not.
In a moment of exhaustion, Anne found herself immediately compliant with the woman’s nonverbal invitation. She sat at the table before allowing her eyes to make their way up to study the woman. ❝I’ve heard stories of you... You’re not exactly what I pictured.❞ She felt her mouth almost immediately watering at the sight of the meal. Her stomach growled at the reminder of the hunger that blurred the edges of her vision. Hands ripped into the bread, unceremoniously submerging it in the broth before swallowing it with barely a chew. ❝People say you’ve put a spell on him.❞ Her hand went naturally to the glass of much needed rum.
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send ‘intimate’ for a nonsexual intimate starter
i will put 1-112 into a random number generator. i left these up for the roleplayers to decide who does the action and who receives it, so have fun!
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Virgil quotes as sentence starters
“If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell.”
“Fortune favors the bold.”
“Death twitches my ear; ‘Live,’ he says… ‘I’m coming.”
“Love conquers all things, so we too shall yield to love.”
“Let me rage before I die.”
“They can because they think they can.”
“The greatest wealth is health.”
“The only hope for the doomed, is no hope at all…”
“Each of us bears his own Hell.”
“Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.”
“Do the gods light this fire in our hearts or does each man’s mad desire become his god?”
“Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you. ”
“Fortunate is he whose mind has the power to probe the causes of things and trample underfoot all terrors and inexorable fate.”
“Ah, merciless Love, is there any length to which you cannot force the human heart to go?”
“The noblest motive is the public good.”
“Spare the meek, but subdue the arrogant.”
“No stranger to misfortune myself, I have learned to relieve the sufferings of others.”
“When gods are contrary they stand by no one.”
“Friend, have the courage to care little for wealth, and shape yourself, you too, to merit godhead.”
“A woman is an ever fickle and changeable thing.”
“What good are prayers and shrines to a person mad with love?”
“Fear reveals baseborn souls!”
“There’s a snake hidden in the grass.”
“What a tale he’s told, what a bitter bowl of war he’s drunk to the dregs.”
“Will Mars be always in your windy tongue and in your flying feet?”
“Hug the shore; let others try the deep.”
“We can’t all do everything.”
“Why this unmanly rage? Recall to mind whom you forsake, what pledges leave behind.”
“She has a human face and as far as the groin she is a girl with lovely breasts, but below she is a monstrous sea creature, her womb full of wolves.”
“Evil is nourished and grows by concealment.”
“All our sweetest hours fly fastest.”
“Talk is her business, and her chief delight to tell of prodigies and cause affright.”
“Bear up. Save your strength for better times to come.”
“Your descendants shall gather your fruits.”
“I too am a poet who has found some favour with the Muse.”
“As a twig is bent the tree inclines.”
“Mind moves matter.”
“No other evil we know is faster than Rumor, thriving on speed and becoming stronger by running.”
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☠ trucidavit:
It wasn’t so much that she ignored the first knock, it was a vague interest in whether whomever it was was insistent enough to continue. They were, as it turned out. Preferably it wouldn’t be Woodes Rogers back to play a hollow show of empty intimidation.
Opening the door, Miranda gave the woman a once-over. The combination of clothing and hair marked her as Anne Bonny– though removed from goings on in Nassau, she had been kept well informed of figures of interest. After a moment, she simply stepped aside and inclined her head for her to enter.
Anne noted the woman’s traveling eyes, already convinced that she would be harshly judged and perhaps even turned away for her appearance at the woman’s doorstep. After an initial glance, Anne’s own eyes stared straight ahead, only one of them visible beneath her hat.
Anne was taken aback for a moment before stepping forward, wordlessly into the home accompanied only by her footsteps against the floorboards. She looked over her shoulder only once before stepping further into the building. Turning around the face the woman, she found herself at a loss for words. ❝...Captain Flint... said this would be a safe place.❞
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☠ CLOSEDSTARTER || @trucidavit
Anne sat on the edge of the steps. Her clothes were caked in mud and dirt, her skin was raw from the walk in such a state, and yet she remained outside of the door where she’d been waiting for a few moments already. Flint had made it known that the home was a safe place while the ships were guarded and she was wanted for various crimes. She only hoped that her arrival wasn’t a mistake even as she rapped the door a second time.
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nickname: rain, cait, batcait gender: whatever, I use she/her pronouns star Sign: I’m on the cusp of aquarius/pisces, but feel more aquarius (happy birthday to me) height: 5′4″ hogwarts House: ravenclaw favorite Animal: octopi, red pandas, and elephants average Sleep hours: like 6 since I got my life in order dogs or cats: yes number of Blankets: two, both are cold textured blankets, one quilt and one comforter song You’re Feeling: psycho killer- talking heads dream Trip: iceland to the volcano plez dream Job: rock star when I Made This Account: lol the 11th why I Made This Account: anne bonny is my life and my rage just bundled in this one beautiful being and I finished black sails and I couldn’t even resist number Of Followers: lol idek, I don’t look at my follower count
tagged by: I stole it from @piiratekiing like a real pirate
tagging: @sicutcanis @aigeil @trucidavit
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☠ sicutcanis:
@bossassbonny :
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His brow is knit in concern – hands hovering near Anne, though he dare not touch until he is certain she is herself. ❝ Darling, ❞ he says because she is. He would give anything for Anne Bonny, would DO anything, and right now he knows he needs to employ that in which he is best ( after that stunning display of her own strengths ). She jerks her head in his direction and he decides that is close enough as he slips an arm around her shoulder to direct her away from the scene. ❝ It is imperative for you to listen, yes? ❞ She has a splattering of blood decorating her cheek and it takes every bit of him not to clean it in this moment. Rather not the time. He needs the crying woman dealt with but foremost he needs Anne safe. ❝ — we need to get back to the ship. ❞ — WE, he says. Because they will never be less than that. Partners ‘til the end.
Darling... She was anything but. How was it that only Jack could claim to see such a side present in her that not even she would acknowledge. Darling. The word seemed to echo in her mind even after it initially sounded. She felt as if she was, somehow, frozen in time, adrift between moments, between crashing waves. Arm around her shoulder, he served as an ANCHOR pulling her down and holding her in the moment as her mind threatened to drift from the nightmare she’d created. She allowed him to usher her elsewhere, ignoring eye contact with the terrified face of the woman they’d left wailing. Instead, she raised her head slightly. It was not a complete nod, but there was agreement in the subtlety that the like of Jack would no doubt understand. ❝The ship.❞ Had she fucked things up for them all? ❝They’ll want me gone if this FUCKS their chances at getting paid.❞
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
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Reblog if your icon
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎉🎈🎁
THANK yOU SOMuCH!!!!!!
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