12 Bookmarked Items in Frenchie's Mind Box (Our Flag Means Death)
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Life on the break-up boat isn't easy - but Frenchie knows the taste of hardship. His survival plan is simple: keep your head down, try not to get killed on a raid, and whatever you do, don't draw the attention of your batshit captain.
Nowhere on this list is befriending Izzy Hands. However, fate - and cats - have other ideas.
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'“Izzy, you’re being a downer. You need a hit of horn.” Ed’s tone falls dangerously flat, as if it’s a statement, not a question.
“No thank you, Edward. I’m just tired.” Izzy trembles. “Not as young as I used to be…”
Ed swipes his finger through a line of rhino dust and saunters back to Izzy. “All the more reason to have a hit.” He circles Izzy languidly, finger held out in mock invitation. “It’ll perk you back up in a jiffy.”
He stops circling in front of Izzy, eyes blown wide and dark. “Open your mouth, dog.” It’s not a suggestion.'
Raid 89 by NonTimereTenebrous
'Somebody chose to cover Frenchie’s eyes instead of his ears, and ever since he’s wondered: is seeing a thing worse than hearing it?'
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Or, Frenchie eavesdrops outside of the Captain's cabin, and ends up adding another image to the box at the back of his mind.
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A year on from Izzy being shot, Frenchie wakes up to a beautiful day on the Revenge. Everything is calm and quiet. Everything should be perfect.
It isn't.
Having everything just means that you having everything to lose, and try as he might, Frenchie can't keep his fear from bubbling up through the cracks. But luckily, he doesn't have to deal with it alone.
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Nobody knows Frenchie's real birthday, until Oluwande does.
Written for Frenchie Week Day Three: Calypso's Birthday
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little yellow flowers that smell like cake (when you’re ready) by falconeggs
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
19 Oct 2023
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“He’s not dead. Izzy is alive, and the barrel of his pistol is smoking, pointed at where Blackbeard has just been. Frenchie nearly falls to his knees at the sight. He’s half-dead, one leg gone, bleeding gash on his face, leaning on rigging for support, but his shot is impossibly true. In between the lighting strikes, he’s the most wonderful thing Frenchie has ever seen. Izzy is like some beautiful, terrifying avenging angel, dripping with rain and blood. Frenchie knows, seeing him now.
Frenchie knows he’s in love with Izzy.”
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Izzy isn’t ready for what Frenchie has to give him. Good thing Frenchie can have patience for what’s most important to him.
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- Part 1 of when you’re ready
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At least there’s a part of him down there with Lucius, keeping him company. The other part, is lying with the rest of the old crew, as still as they are. He wonders if he’ll keep fragmenting until there’s absolutely nothing of him here, now. Good. If he isn’t there at all, Blackbeard can’t hurt him. It’s quite a solid plan.
Glimpses of life aboard The Revenge from Frenchie’s POV.
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The Box won’t close.
Why won’t the fucking Box close?
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- Part 3 of when you’re ready
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Frenchie strums his lute.
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- Part 3 of OFMD Playlist for CCPA V
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*spoilers*
Frenchie does his best in his new role as first mate. Edward is... unconventional with the ways he trains and disciplines his crew. Piss kink ensues.
Set during season 2 after Izzy gets shot, and before the mutiny.
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“He also might have called me a twat, but the jury’s still out on that one.” Frenchie says, as he is still trying to figure out what Izzy meant by his comment earlier.
Lucius’ face lights up as if a lightbulb has just gone off over his head.
“Older guy, grumpy, grey hair, kinda hot-” Lucius lists off before Frenchie interrupts him.
“Yes! He said his name was Izzy.”
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Frenchie needs a fresh start in a new city and gets a job at The Fine Things Cafe. He's welcomed with open arms by the eccentric manager and his lovable crew. Frenchie's first day is going better than expected until Izzy comes in for his usual order.
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“What’s this?” Frenchie holds the crude and yet perfect rag-doll out to Wee John. Blushing, he takes it in both hands and caresses the curly brown hair, the buttons.
“Well… I remembered you telling me ‘bout voodoo. And so I thought I could make a backwards one —“
“A ‘woohoo!’ doll?” Frenchie offers weakly.
“Exactly.”
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or, Frenchie finds the doll version of him Wee John made whilst they were apart, and gets to thinking about toys and how love changes them.