#paddyfuck: anne bonny

[betterto-die-thanto-crawl]

A Pirate's Life For Me (Apparently)!!!

They had all been running from Snyder. Jack had helped her onto a ship, but had to run on before he could join her. 'Just stay there, just stay hidden', he had said. So she just stayed there... but Jack never came back. He couldn't. Before long, people were boarding the boat and it was getting ready to push off; she couldn't get off without being spotted and she would have needed Jack's help anyways... and so now, she was in the middle of the ocean on the way to God-knows-where, and every nautical mile away was the farthest from home she had ever been.

There was a lot of hub bub as the voyage got underway, but by doing everything she could to be silent, she had been able to remain undiscovered so far... but the other boot always falls, and all of the sudden there were crewmen about, and she couldn't stay still any longer. She got up, trying to join in the chaos and act like she belonged, only to make eye contact with someone from across the deck.

She'd been caught.

@paddyfuck

[ofspvrta]

I want you to make love to me.

μ::|| meme: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒. | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @paddyfuck

She'd been hovering around Edward's group for months now, coming to know them, traveling with them on occasion, and fighting alongside them. All for access to the Piece of Eden that lay hidden in the area. But it wasn't to say that the bonds she formed weren't real, they very much were. It was so rare for Kassandra to make friends that when she did, there was something special about it.

And some had come to be even more than friends.

Kassandra had barely set her hat and jacket aside in her room at the tavern when Anne's voice rang out above the rowdiness of the patrons below. She stood in the doorway, arm resting against the frame as Kassandra turned around, a smile carving into those bronze features. She can't say the thought hadn't crossed her mind before, not after that night in the water. "Is that so?" She asked, handsome features captured in flickering candlelight.

She stepped forward, placing one hand on the door above Anne's head, the other hand reaching behind her back to lead her inside. The door closes behind them, blocking out the rest of the revelers to the going ons of the room. Her breath was almost catching at the thought of intimacy, it had been some time after all. That free hand moves to Anne's exposed thigh, her other hand pulling her in close. "I think I can do that." The words were whispered as she leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips, gentle at first, but growing in intensity as the hand at her back glided up, fingers pressing in and holding her firm against her.

This is going to be a wonderfully long night, she thought, as she led them both to the bed.

[thcdoomed]

Anne is 5ft tall. :)

Send your character's height and I'll compare it to mine. || not accepting [🏹]

|| @paddyfuck

Another shortie for Dronia to be pals with!

[aworldofyou]

The face of a man who’s decided to marry the woman next to him.

[avernusfuries]

NAME?: Hannah!

PRONOUNS?: She/her

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: Karlach [ you are here! ], My original, Shi'ndra over on menzoberras, and Anne Bonny over at paddyfuck!

RP PET PEEVES?: Honestly, I don't have many pet peeves. I like to mind my business, rp, and maybe share tiktok memes and whatnot. The blog is my way to destress from irl for a little bit, and boy does it work!

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: I've been roleplaying since I was 11 years old. 19 years. Been on this particular hellsite since I was 17.

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: I love all of it, but if I had to put it in order it would be: angst, fluff, smut. Smut is last because I need to have a little bit of a rapport with the mun/the muses and mine before I dive headfirst into the smex.

PLOTS OR MEMES?: Honestly? I hoard memes for when something tickles my fancy. I tend to thrive better on starting on the fly, then plotting as we go along. :)

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: I can do both tbh, I like both, but longer replies tend to take me a liiiiitttllllleee longer than short ones.

TIME TO WRITE?: I care full time for my partner, so I'm here when I realistically can be. Sometimes I can sit for a few hours, others I'm in and out of my seat every half hour. Depends on the day!

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: A little? Mostly the ADHD lends to the bubbly energy but I think that's about it!!

Tagged by: @hcadlesshuntcr (thank you love!) Tagging: u. :)

[emcads]

a hearty welcome to the newest recruits!

THE QUARTERMASTER: @paddyfuck, Anne Bonny

THE NAUTRALIST: @quitethepirategal, Red Jessica

THE CABIN BOY: @betterto-die-thanto-crawl, Charlie/Crutchie

THE CABIN GIRL: @horrorsintern, Bird

THE SHIP’S MUSICIANS: @horrorsintern, Thrýlos/Legend and @goldensilverscreens, Palace

THE SHIP'S HANDS: @betterto-die-thanto-crawl, Peter Darling

[austerulous]

◈ @paddyfuck​​ clicked the ♡ to get a web weaving

1. Pussy, King of Pirates by Kathy Acker. 2. Concept art for Assassin’s Creed IV: Black Flag by Sergey Zapelin. 3. The Great Gig in the Sky by Pink Floyd. 4. Concept art for Assassin’s Creed IV: Black Flag of Anne Bonny and Mary Read. 5. ‘Planet of Love’ from Crush by Richard Siken.

[aworldofyou]

@paddyfuck

[drkroots]

@paddyfuck said: did i sell my soul to the devil? - jewel

          lucifer sentence starters

               "What kind of context are we talking?" If she was talking about her old life with Bonny, Jewel wouldn't blame her her for having those ideals. But if she was having doubts about the new life she was forging for herself Jewel wanted to ensure that Anne was content. Hand that was placed on Anne's shoulder was quickly removed as witch sat herself down opposite her. "You want me to do some readings, maybe a spell or two? Or you just wanna have a chat over a warm drink?"

[betterto-die-thanto-crawl]

Blogs I Owe:

@heirtothetrib , @loudnclearspot , and @thisshadeofred (memes and threads)

@orchestrahearts (memes and threads)

@armandlucienduval (threads)

@whatsbehindthefacade (memes and threads/

@historiavn (Mr Pulitzer meets the chaos that is Crutchie Morris) (ask)

@w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l (threads)

@paddyfuck (thread)

@deafandstoned (memes and threads?

@marisetcaelum (thread)

@mythunderlegion (meme and thread(?))

@sparksofdaylight (meme and threads)

If there's anything particular you guys want replies to, hit me up. I have sooooo many drafts, lol.

And if I missed anybody, I apologize! Just lemme know!

[ofspvrta]

Leans on her with a biiiiig yawn.

θ::|| @paddyfuck

The Keeper looked next to her, to the firey-haired pirate who rested beside her. What a day it had been, running about, chasing Templars, killing said Templars. Enough to exhaust any seafarer. But whereas Kassanda's physiology and secret Isu artifact meant she rarely if ever exhausted, Anne didn't have such benefits. Kassandra sighed, resting her head against the salt-soaked wood. Oh, what a day.

"Don't tell me the formidable Anne Bonney grows tired already." Her tone was light, but she couldn't help it. A little light teasing always seemed present between the two of them. It was a sailor's way after all, if they couldn't take a ribbing, they couldn't handle anything else thrown their way. "Do I have to carry you to bed like a princess?"

[thcdoomed]

" the fucker deserved it. "

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!|| accepting [🏹]

|| @paddyfuck

Gaiter wrapped around her face, stuffed with flowers and perfumes, Dronia was speechless as she looked at the lifeless body before them. The entire ground was soaked with blood, Anne was soaked in blood, and even the untouched areas managed to reek of the crimson fluid that continued to expand across the street. If she didn't know any better, she'd think it was more blood than a body was capable of handling. She counted the wounds on the body, a frown carving deeply into her features as her eyes never left the body.

"I..."

Twelve stab wounds. Mielikki help her.

"But did he deserve it twelve times?"

[aworldofyou]

What is your favorite thing about your character that you never get to talk about?

PUTTING THIS GIF HERE! cause I didn't expect a character question TOTALLY OKAY!! I LOVE THESE!!! Honestly, nothing stops me from talking about a character I'll do it regardless. However, I have favorite verses that I don't write a lot in. ONE OF WHICH! Since you're here, is a pirate verse. Every single one of my muses have connected pirate verses and since Wanahton is the biggest muse? I've given him a big pirate verse. Which I don't get to write in a lot and I'm hoping to change that because I LOVE. PIRATES. That and he's literally married to Anne Bonny on @paddyfuck despite being a borderline green boy.

That and my twilight verse, I want more conflict there and more threads there but I think people are afraid of conflict or can't handle the fact that - y'know, the native part of it is actually brilliant. Anyhow thank you for the question! I'm here for things always!

@quitethepirategal / responding to inbox ask.

[gunspluraltm]

       Eddie just said to @paddyfuck​ in discord that she’s so beautiful she belongs on the cover of a Judas Priest album, and he wants to motorboat her vagina.

       Send radio frequency.

[copiesofme-archive]

     “ Oi, lass. “ He says finally as she passed, eye lifting after some nervous tapping of a thumb along the empty mug. Kidd clears his throat, feeling the burn of the stares of the other lads burning into his back. They didn’t think he could talk to her; that much was blatantly obvious. With all the teasing that was thrown his way the second that he had laid eyes on the red haired lass he wasn’t sure what made him nervous, the teasing or the lass h’self. Of course there was the jeering and teasing and elbows into his side when Jack Rackham slung an arm against his shoulder and told him to stay away. Before James promptly shoved him away.

      And then there was the red haired woman, who struck James speechless the second their eyes met. Even now, he had to straighten his coat and give her a small smile.

      “Care for a drink?”

    @paddyfuck gets a James Kidd starter.

[brxssknuckld]

starter call \ @paddyfuck

It had been awhile since Jacob had crossed this threshold. The place had hardly changed - but he had. He wasn’t the leader of the Rooks, was barely mentor of a Brotherhood that needed to be rebuilt all over again. He was still haunted by places and persons that were likely to never go away.

Jacob briefly glanced toward the bar, then the back room, in case Anne was in view. But ultimately he didn’t see her, so he ventured slowly to the piano in the corner. Rested one hand over the keys as Jacob tried to will the old music out of him.

“Dammit, please,” he muttered before sitting at the bench. Fingers resting in place, ready to begin. Jacob tried, but his fingers wouldn’t move. No song was coming to him, nothing that could even summon one damn happy thing to his mind. “Please, just one, any one...”