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[private / mutuals only indepedent blog for Izzy Hands & Edward Teach from O.ur Flag Means Death. // non-rp blogs dni]
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cherrypopcore · 1 year
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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)
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mountmultimuses · 2 months
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Open RP
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"The Queen Anne's Revenge is not accustomed to uninvited guests. Either you're looking for work, or looking for death. Which is it?"
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rainbowskittle · 2 years
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meriadoc-doc-hamilton · 9 months
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Mech maintenance tip 3:
Blackbeard pilots,
STOP UNSHACKLING YOUR NHPS IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOUR DAMAGED ALLIES I SWEAR TO RA WHAT ARE YOU THINKING
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genderlessgae · 1 year
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Hello! Im a 22 they/them Agender but AFAB (I also prefer my RP partners to be AFAB and20+) I'm currently looking for long term partners to RP a couple M×M ships in fandoms such as:
Kylo Ren × General Hux (Star Wars)
Edward × Stede (Our Flag Means Death
Steve × Eddie (Stranger Things)
Sirius Black × Remus Lupin (Harry Potter)
Spock × Captian Kirk (Star Trek)
Aziraphale × Crowley (Good omens)
Sherlock Holmes × John Watson (Sherlock BBC
Show)
Mycroft Holmes × Gregory Lestrade (Sherlock BBC
Show)
I'm hoping for a wholesome romance/Slice of life rp where everyone can have a happy ending. I'm perfectly fine with smut. My responses are usually a paragraph or two long. (More if I'm inspired) I RP in third person. My time zone is EST and I can respond to RP all day every day except when I have things to get done or need to sleep. Feel free to send me a message. You can also comment on or like the post and I'II reach to you!
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paperaine · 2 years
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‼️18+ OFMD/GOOD OMENS RP CALL‼️
Looking for partners to write either Ineffable Husbands or Blackbonnet with (18+ writers please). I prefer to write as Crowley or Ed. In total, I’ve got 7 years of writing experience and prefer to write over discord for the sake of organization. We can discuss plot specifics over message; I am comfortable with a wide range of plots.
Interact with this post or shoot me a message if interested:)
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sporadic-icons · 8 months
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One Piece Blackbeard/Marshall D Teach RP Icons
Free to use. Likes or reblogs are cool.  Icons are from One Piece: Episode A.  There are 2 of them.
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spo-nce · 9 months
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Looking for a our flag means death rp partner! I've been it to halfway through season 2, open to ideas, 17+, minimal smut, looking for angst:) dm or comment if interested
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swallowsandamazons · 11 months
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@fxckin-blackbeard sent this from Ed
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ᒥ☠ᒧ—        "Okay, listen closely, kid. Watch." He holds up the rope, a playful smile resting on his face all the while. "Take your rope and with the long working end make three wraps around the fingers of your hand." Edward demonstrates, going slow as he then watches to see if Ely does the same. "Now, while holdin' the first set of turns in place, make three more turns passing outside the middle of the first three turns. Then, finish this step by passing the working end around one side of the first set of turns." He pauses again, allowing them to do as he shows. "Now, make three turns around the set of wraps made in the previous step, passing through the inside of the knot. Don't forget to double check that you have made the same number of turns for each step." Ed made sure to double check his, then he took out brass ball bearings, passing one to them. "Slip this in there, like this," He shows them. "And it takes a bit of patience, but start tightening everything like this," another example is shown, where Edward carefully and slowly tightens the rope. "Once done, bam, you got a Moneky's Fist! Neat, huh?" He's grinning and starts swinging it around. "Sometin' to do if ya get bored, and then once you have one you can whack someone with it and that's pretty entertainin'."
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Ely watched carefully, flicking their eyes occasionally between Eds and their own rope to make sure that they're doing it properly. They weren't entirely sure what 'it' was. Ed hadn't specified what they were learning but Ely was always open to spending time with him regardless of if what they were being taught wasn't particularly helpful. After painstakingly following the instructions, Ely realised that this was one of those lessons.
"But.. what's it for?" They asked, looking from one identical bundle of rope to the other. "Just hittin' people?"
They take a step back, dodging the way Ed is swinging the rope around. They're relatively sure he wouldn't purposefully hit them with it but mistakes happen and that looked like it would hurt.
"Why would I want to hit someone? Other than in a raid, obviously." They note.
"But then, I wouldn't use this," They dangle the clump of rope from their hand to illustrate the point. "I'd use my knife."
It hits them belatedly that Ed seem very excited about this tool, that he'd taken time out of his day to show them how to use it. For some reason, even if Ely couldn't put their finger on what that reason was, Ed felt like it was something important. That mattered and Ely didn't want to be dismissive of it.
"N-not that it's not cool! It is. Cool, I mean."
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fogsrollingin · 2 years
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Moonlight Readings!
Wow it’s been a long time since I’ve posted a list of fic recs. See below a J2 AU RPS, two OFMD Gentlebeards, a Hartwin Kingsman fic, and the most devastating traumatized!Dream with Hob to the rescue fic everrrr. Love all these fics - hope you do too :) 
PS you’ll notice my links to my ficrecs are now hosted on my neocities website. I’ve moved these ficrecs around a lot over the years, from tumblr pages (which then broke) to tumblr posts, to dreamwidth posts, but it just never felt right to keep my reclists - which involve a lot of behind-the-scenes organizing, archiving, etc. - as something so ephemeral as a blog post. So now they’re on their own static webpages 🥰 If you’re also on neocities let me know I’ll follow you we can be moots
Happy readings!
Every Old Town’s Just Your Past Burning Down by whisperedstory. Explicit, J2, 41k words. Summary: The world ends and those who survive are left with chaos; cities and towns are in ruins and there's a shortage of food and an outbreak of diseases that soon lead to panic and violence. With nothing keeping him in Texas Jensen decides to leave, wandering back roads and wilderness with no destination in mind. His path leads him to a secluded farm in Wyoming and a ragtag group of people. There, he ends up finding more than he dared to hope for: a home, friendships, and maybe even a chance at love with Jared, who Jensen is instantly drawn to even though he can't quite figure him out. [reposted, first posted on livejournal 13/6/2013] ao3.org/works/4758260/chapters/10879586 My thoughts: I loved the devastation in this fic and then the slow soft recovery of a small group of survivors. The group dynamic gets stressful for Jared as the leader of their troop and Jensen’s there for him and ahhhh yeah that scene just got me in the feels. I’ve added this to my Desolate Post-Apocalypse reclist.
look what the cat dragged in by KiaraSayre. Not Rated, Gentlebeard, 11k words. Summary: Stede and his crew acquire a cat, whether they like it or not. https://archiveofourown.org/works/38246497 my thoughts: Yay fairy tales and animal transformation curses. Cat!Ed is hilariously and endearingly in-character and Stede’s inexplicable, increasing fondness for the creature just makes you want to roll into a little ball and make lovey noises. Added to my favorite OFMD fics.
Renaissance by Fyre. Explicit, Gentlebeard, 25k words. Summary: Ed heard the gunshot and the following scream when he was busting out of the barracks stores with a sack of food. Panicked. Familiar. He was running before he even realized he’d stepped on the guard and dropped the bag of loot. Running in the little shoes was a bugger of a thing, but he ran anyway, almost turning his ankle more than once, out into the dark, out into the woods, away from the barracks. https://ao3.org/works/40485996 my thoughts: Really well-written and lovely fix-it fic with charming and feel-good character development, romance, and reunions. Added to my favorite OFMD fics.
Laid to Rest by mauzymorn. Explicit, Harry/Eggsy, 84k words. Summary: After the chaotic mess that had been V-Day, everyone's got to learn to get back on their feet, right? Finding out Harry's alive does wonders to that end for Eggsy - that is, until ghosts from the past rise up to ruin it all. How could Harry not have seen this coming? Archnemeses that can't stay dead seem to come with the territory of being a spy. It's too bad that this particular ghost isn't one of Harry's... It's Eggsy's. https://archiveofourown.org/works/5397506 my thoughts: I am such a sucker for traumatized and past!Rentboy!Eggsy and this is a really amazing long fic of PTSD and recovery with Harry being there for him AHHHH so good. Added to my favorite Kingsman fics recs.
Dulce et decorum est by Moorishflower. Explicit, Dreamling, rape/noncon warning. 9k words. Summary: "This one is a special case," Burgess says. "He is a war hero. Do you understand? You will be on your best behavior. You know what happens when you are not." Two years into his imprisonment, and Dream of the Endless has not given Roderick Burgess what he wants. Yet if he cannot have back his son, then he will have whatever else Dream has to give, and sell it to the highest bidder: body, powers, and all. Hob Gadling, newly back from the Western Front, has barely slept since 1889, and is desperate for any sort of relief, even that peddled by mad old men claiming to be warlocks. https://archiveofourown.org/works/43424929 Jesus fucking christ Morpheus crying into Hob’s chest while he's inside him and Hob being perplexed bc that's not typically how these dreams go was sooooo, omg. This fic of chock-full of really disturbing sexual abuse and torture trauma but it’s so harrowing and emotional, brilliantly written with a violent happy ending. I mean, when Hob rescues him… fuck, man /cries/. This fic was amazing. Added to my favorite Sandman fics reclist.
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survivoirs · 2 years
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Edward Teach was perhaps one of the most brilliant pirate captains to ever set sail on this earth. He was also one of the worst sorts of sick person. Absolutely miserable. Impossible. Honestly he didn’t know why Israel didn’t just smother him and move on with his life at this point. He whined. Complained. Asked for every little thing. Izzy had probably helped him adjust his pillows five times today already. He’d asked him to open the curtains. Close them. Open them again. Open the window. But not that much. 
Brow beaded with sweat despite Edward’s shivering. His fever was no doubt to blame for part of how he was acting. His entire body ached and he all around felt like shit. 
“I -- fucking hate this,” Ed complained again, trying to push away Izzy’s hand as he tried to hand him a cup of water. “I’m fucking Blackbeard. I shouldn’t get sick. This is bullshit, man.” The captain absolutely pouted and scowled when Iz pushed his hand down onto the bed and put the cup up to his lips. Begrudgingly, Edward took a few sips. It hurt so much to swallow. Izzy tried to make him drink a little more just as Ed needed to cough and instead of staying in his mouth, water got all over his beard.  
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“Izzzz. You got water in my beard,” he groaned, glaring at his mate. “Tell me, Izzy. Have I ever fired you before?” @isrighthand​
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mountmultimuses · 4 months
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"My last raid went well, but not without a cost. I lost twenty good men... So there are some positions open on the Queen Anne's Revenge. But this isn't some jolly little trip to sea. I need someone who's ready to look in Davy Jones in the eye."
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azirasheens · 2 months
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𓐩‎ ̄ elspeth hands and edward teach ‧̥˚̩̩̥͙· our flag means death ︵ au 𓂃 manip 𓈒
𖥔 don’t claim as your own ﹙ 𓇻 ﹚ 𖥔 like or reblog if you like ﹙ 𓇻 ﹚ 𖥔 don’t repost, this is for personal use only ﹙ 𓇻 ﹚
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meriadoc-doc-hamilton · 7 months
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Hi, it's the guy who askd about combining a Drake and a Saladin, calling in about a project my lancemate is engaging in. He has a hideous amagam of an Enkidu, Balor, and Nelson, with a Sekhmet casket installed, and that thing is... worrying. It has started to make snarling noises, move animalistically,and has generated a fanged maw.
It also seems to be affecting him.
What steps should we take to fix these issues, aside from spacing the thing and hitting it with a long-spool?
tbh that thing you suggested is probably your best option but either way take out the sekhmet casket before you make any other modifications
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etherealsinners · 10 months
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25 or 32 from izzy to Ed!
there's a PERTERBED silence, one that seems to consume him in moments he'd far rather be taken over by the noise that is a constant gift of the ocean and let it swallow them whole...but then again he had always been selfish and self awareness at least a bonus of recent trails and plights - he hated it almost as much as he'd grown to hate himself.
he does let himself settle here though on the ship, watching his crew-mates intently as if their very survival gave him something more than simple motion survival. " Iz," it's quiet and built in facades of a broken and shattered man holding together the appearance of a captain. " sometimes - and I genuinely mean only sometimes because if you tell anyone i'll like tear out your tongue - I think you're the strongest of us all. so when you're like this...it's hard not to be curious." or concerned.
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