#frenchie ofmd rp

[elyrianinspo]

Can’t stop won’t stop

[cherrypopcore]

LOOKING FOR ROLEPLAY PARTNERS, 18+ REQUIRED, DM ME YOUR CHARACTER AND ILL GIVE YOU MY DISCORD OR WE CAN WRITE IN DMS ♡

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH EDITION

characters i write from ofmd are:

• edward teach (will interact with: stede bonnet, izzy hands, anyone fuck it)

• frenchie (will interact with edward teach, izzy hands, wee john)

[smoosh12]

I’m on an Ouizzy kick as of late and I really need more content of them. I’ve got one Ouizzy rp going right now that I adore and I’d love to get more rolling if anyone’s interested. You must be eighteen plus to interact however as I myself am nineteen years old. Other than that I use discord, have no triggers, and would love to explore both cannon and Au settings. Like this post or send me a message if you’re interested!

[vocesincaput]

@pyratezlife continued from [x]

Frenchie had been inconsolable at Izzy's side, trying anything he could to talk to the man he loved. Trying to will him to stay awake and with him. That he needed him. When the first mate had closed his eyes, hand falling from his cheek, Frenchie had cried out and buried his face against Izzy's chest. Sobbing uncontrollably.

He didn't know whether it was seconds, minutes or more before he was being pulled back and away from Izzy and he tried desperately to cling on to him. But Auntie forced her way through as several of the others wrapped their arms around Frenchie. Comforting and holding him back as Auntie pulled something out of a pouch and worked on Izzy's wound.

Everything that had happened next had been a blur to Frenchie. He knew people spoke to him, could hear their voices in the distance but nothing reached his ears. He felt numb all over. Nothing was right. Nothing could be, not with Izzy like this. not when he could still lose him.

Izzy had been moved into the Captains quarters and onto Stede (and Ed's) bunk, both men insisting that he had the best place possible to hopefully recover. No one had even tried to get Frenchie to leave him.

The sofa had been pulled to the bedside for Frenchie to use and the bard had taken Izzy's hand in his and refusing to let go.

When Izzy awoke, Frenchie was practically wrapped around his arm with his head on his shoulder. Having cried himself to sleep.

The moment the hoarse voice spoke, Frenchie opened his eyes. Blinking and rubbing away dried tears from tearstained cheeks as he raised his head. The moment he saw Izzy's eyes, he practically jumped off of the sofa and to his feet. Hovering over him. Breath caught within his lungs and heart stilled in anticipation and hope.

"Iz.....?"

[petrifiedcrange]

❝ The ship can't survive without its unicorn, Iz, ❞ Frenchie says quietly yet matter-of-factly as he wipes Izzy's feverish brow with a cool cloth, lingering for a moment to brush a loose strand off before turning to the side to soak the warmed up cloth in the bowl of cool water again, both his voice and gestures an aching mix of exhaustion, sadness and tenderness, ❝ We'll crash and burn before we ever reach another shore. ❞

There are tears welling in his eyes and he doesn't want Izzy to see them, doesn't want to distress his already overtaxed system even more, so he takes an extra moment to wring the cloth over the bowl while blinking rapidly to get rid of the tears.

And yet, a sob weasels its way into his words as he adds, almost an afterthought ( that sounds far more bitter than it has any right to be ):

❝ I thought you knew that. ❞

[ OPEN for Izzy post-S2 because ouizzy is something else entirely as a ship and I need more of them and because this phrase about the ship and its figurehead/unicorn appeared in my head and I thought that it would suit Frenchie the most because if someone knows about mythical symbolism of figureheads etc, it’s him also, he's upset his boyfriend seems to be giving up ]

[shadowswandering]

you ever feel TRAPPED?

[lorelodge]

Indie multi-muse RP blog written by Ace- mainly featuring a mix of supernatural & pirate muses.

This blog is a pretty chill private corner on permanent semi-hiatus. While highly selective I am open to new interactions. This blog is primarily iconless and plot-heavy. That said, I’m more than happy to do improvised threads if we have a rapport. 

>> EXPLORING THEMES OF: generational trauma // survivors guilt // found family // soulmates // eternal life // power as an addiction // not all demons come from hell // made monsters

>> AFFILIATES: @musecraft & @immobiliter / @trickstercaptain & @mysfated & @polarnoid & @therelentless

>> LINKS: carrd. || memes || promo

>> CREDITS: hyruleshop (theme & graphics)

RULES

This blog is multi-verse with each verse having a fixed timeline. This means that there is continuity within threads. If something happens to your muse in one thread it may impact later interactions and plots.

In this a similar vein, I prefer exclusivity. However, I don't expect it to be mutual and will always approach my partner before adding you. I simply prefer not to interact with more than one of each muse. On rare occasions, at my own discretion, I'll break away from this and have two mains.

This blog has two main verses. One is a supernatural universe that combines mixed media (spn, wwdits, twilight, etc) and original lore. The other is a historical fiction pirate verse which pulls from PoTC, OFMD, and BS. I don't currently have a comprehensive pages on my lore for either, however, everyone is encouraged to ask questions.

Shipping tends to depend on the muse. Some muses are in open relationships, unattached, or engage in polyamory while others are single ship. Any ships that do happen are based off chemistry. Whether or not a ship is canon means very little to me.

If you bring drama onto my I will smite you. I don't care who was mean to who. I don't care if you think they were toxic or rude. I'm here to be chill, not see people frothing at the mouth all over my dash.

Minor godmodding is allowed/encouraged to progress threads. Otherwise, please keep to typical tumblr etiquette.

There will be potentially triggering content on this blog. Be aware that, for the most part, I DO NOT tag triggers. Anything with excessive gore, sexual content, etc will be tagged with nsft.

Hi! I'm Ace, 25+, and use whatever pronouns fit your fancy. I've been roleplaying since 2010 and have primarily been active in the PoTC fandom. When not here you may find me on thecodekeeper.

MUSE DIRECTORY

Our Flag Means Death

Edward Teach / by request / selective shipping / page

Frenchie / by request / selective shipping / page

Jim Jimenez / by request / multi-ship / page

Pirates of the Caribbean

Adam Brannigan, nee Teague (oc) / by request / single ship / page

William Turner Sr. / secondary / selective shipping / page

Supernatural

Dean Winchester / primary / multi-ship / page

Rowena MacLeod / primary / multi-ship / page

Stranger Things

Axel Gustavson / secondary / multi-ship / page

Jeremy Russek (oc) / secondary / multi-ship / page

What We Do In The Shadows

Laszlo Cravensworth / primary / single ship ( open relationship ) / page

Baron Afanas / primary / multi-ship / page

Interview With the Vampire

Lestat de Lioncourt / tertiary / single-ship / page

[cuppatrash]

"𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘮'𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴!"

// Multi-Muse RP blog // Selective // 18+ // Ask // Muses // Rules // About // Please REBLOG! // Personals DO NOT INTERACT!

[sithbunbun]

Hello! Hopping back on here- It’s been a loooong time since I’ve been on tumblr lmao.

** I’m looking for an Our Flag Means Death Stede and Blackbeard 1/1. **

DISCORD IS : SiithBunny#1646

my DMs are open so friend me and msg me!

I have no preference on who to play (Ed or Stede) Your choice! Whichever you think you wanna play! CHARACTERS WILL BE 18+

About Me:

My name is Stan! (F)

EST Timezone

7yrs roleplay experience

23 years old (She/Her)

Discord, Whatsapp or *Text preferred

I’m okay with chatting about the plot and I’m okay with AU’s I actually looove them so bring those ideas to meee cos I like to make art of them or find some art of them hehe

romance and comedy is a must

I reply fast!

I’m a huge fan of the basic romance AU’s im a sucker for them ngl to you, School AU College Roommates AU Oldies AU simple ones like that

Preferences :

somewhat experienced in roleplay

18+ only! Over 20yrs old preferred

talks about the plot and gives ideas

Paragraphs pls. Doesn’t have to be super long but atleast two sentences (or it depends on your style of RP, we will discuss that when we talk :heart:)

Is okay with AU’s

Active rp

DM me on messages here and we can discuss, I’d love to start an RP! I’d also like to be pals so if you wanna just be pals and not RP I’m so down for that too lol.

[cupcakesmuses]

“Cap’n, sir, woman are bad luck on ships. The crystals in their bodies, remember?” Frenchie looked anxious as all hell, the others a bit trepidatious. And Jim’s scoff could be heard at the far end of the ship, with a muttering of Spanish behind.

“Yes, yes, we’ve all heard stories, Frenchie, but plants and flowers are also supposed to be bad luck on ships. And if they were truly bad luck, at least one of us would be dead by now, wouldn’t we?” Captain Stede Bonnet smiled, confidence in his logic, hoping to ease his crew’s worries. 

“Best hope she’s not a siren lurin’ us all straight to hell!” Mr. Buttons shouted, as he had no other mode, making Stede jump not realizing the helmsman was right behind him. The Scotsman nodded to the lady who was to be joining their crew, at least for a time, “Pleasure ta make yer acquaintance.”

The others muttered a similar response, Frenchie even gave a bit of a curtsy, perhaps slightly embarrassed to be ignored about letting her on. They went about their business.

“Now, Miss Galya...” The Gentleman pirate turned to her, the same confident smile on his face, “Can you sew?” 

@datapadz

[elyrianinspo]

"sometimes your brain will lie to you and tell you bad stuff, but it's not true. it's never as bad as it seems."

[booty-hawkin-pirate]

Edward moaned as his back was clawed, the Captain arching his back in a way that pushed more into Izzy's fingers. "God damn.." He practically whispered, pulling Izzy as close to him as he could. His arms now wrapped around his Firstmate as Ed leaned down to bite at Izzy's neck again, this time his intention was to draw blood.

He lapped at the broken skin, even sucking gently. "Mm..so tasty." Ed eased Izzy to lay down now, the Captain moving his hands to tug at the leather. "This is such a pain to get off." He chuckled, now kissing Izzy with such a fiery passion. It was as if this was going to be their last time together, though it wasn't of course.

"Oh god no!" Came Frenchie's voice, the man throwing the big fluffy blankets at Ed and Izzy. "I did NOT need to see that. Oh God, that is never leaving my brain." He mumbled to himself as he quickly started going down the rope ladder.

Ed was laughing, the blankets covering most of him. He looked down at Izzy with a smile, giggling even as he pressed into another kiss.

There he sat, Edward Teach, aka Blackbeard. He was back and better than ever...right? It didn't feel like it, everything just felt wrong. He was alone crying, the black makeup around his eyes ruined from the tears. His heart was broken, absolutely shattered after what Stede had done to him. The man had made him happy, given him life again in the dreary world of pirating.

At that point Ed had no idea how long he had been curled up, forehead on his knees. His long peppered hair covering the sides of his face so that if someone came in the room, they wouldn't see him. He knew Izzy was taking care of things for the moment with the crew they had, though it was likely he would be coming to give an update soon enough.

He had eventually stopped crying, Ed sitting with his back flush with the wooden wall of the window bed. He was now lazily looking out the window, a heavy sigh leaving him as he watched the sunset. His stomach gave a growl but Edward ignored it, the pirate not having the energy to go scrounging for food. Ed didn't want to eat anyway, though he really didn't have the will to do anything but stare out that window.

Blackbeard's hearing was still working, and upon hearing someone knock on the door only to enter before he said anything had him annoyed. Depending on who it was, they probably wouldn't be able to tell unless they really knew him. So when he was sure the person was within earshot, he spoke. "The fuck do you want?" His voice was low energy, and he didn't bother to look at whomever joined him. "I need to get new furniture to fill this room..it's a bit empty with everything gone..." Ed mumbled to himself more than anything, not expecting an answer.

[smoosh12]

OFMD Rp Request!

Hello! I’m currently looking to do an OFMD rp with any of the following pairings: Izzy and Frenchie, Izzy and Stede or Stede and Edward.

I am open to / have experience playing any of the characters listed above except for Frenchie.

YOU MUST BE 18+ TO INTERACT! This is a must since I am over eighteen myself.

I am open to writing in the dm’s or over on my discord. Whichever you prefer!

I am a literate to advanced literate writer myself and would prefer for my rp partner to be able to write at least one paragraph per reply.

Like this post or message me if you’d like to rp! I’ll get back to you as soon as possible! Please have your age or age range in your bio if you wish to interact.

[vocesincaput]

OPEN STARTER: Frenchie

With everyone back together again, the crew had gotten a British Naval ship in it's sights and decided to raid it for supplies. Wanting to get back into the swing of things and gel again as a full crew.

They were surveying the deck from the Revenge, readying to board when the ships servants came on deck, making them hesitate for a moment. When one of the servants turned around, a chill ran through Frenchie and he froze on the spot.

It had been years, but... he still remembered that face. He would always remember that face.

His mother...

He felt as if every ounce of breath had left his body. His mother was right there. After all these years... she was there. Frenchie tried to will himself to say something, to tell someone who she was and that they needed to get to her. But he was so in shock that he couldn't move.

The shock turned into horror only a moment later when the Captain of the ship turned to the group of servants and even from the Revenge it could be seen how he was admonishing them. Yelling something that was lost on the wind until suddenly raised his gun and fired it at his mother. Killing her instantly.

Frenchie cried out but it was drowned out by the rest of the crew yelling and springing into action. It didn't take long before the crew of the ship were either killed or taken captive for ransom. Frenchie had gone numb whilst everything happened, barely anything registering with him. Commands not reaching his ears.

Whilst the rest of the crew were taking the captives and any supplies back over to the Revenge, Frenchie made sure that all of the servants got onto one of the small boats the Naval ship used to go to shore with enough supplies to last them and a little more. He had wrapped up his mothers body and the servants promised to make sure she would get a proper burial before he sent them on their way.

Returning to the ship, Frenchie hadn't said a word the entire time and, whilst everyone else was going over everything and celebrating, he went below deck. Face expressionless and not hearing any words that made have been said after him.

He found a quiet spot that he knew no one ever really went to and sat down upon the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest and curling his arms around them. Eyes closed tight as Frenchie tried to will what had just happened into the little box he kept within his mind for all the bad things he had seen. But no matter how hard he tried, the box just wouldn't close. Tears began to form in the corners of his eyes the harder and harder he tried to force it closed. But it was too much and he could almost see the cracks beginning to form.

Frenchie was so lost within his mind that he didn't hear someone approaching.

[elyrianinspo]

❝ sorry, i didn’t realize you could hear me. ❞

[elyrianinspo]

When your pirate muses want to be romantic