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had you fought like a man, you need not have been hang'd like a dog
hi, i’m ren! 30, she/her, cst, unapologetic anne bonny apologist.
this is NOT a blog for BS Anne Bonny or OFMD Anne Bonny, but for my own take on the historical figure borrowing Clara Paget’s face. happy to assume familiarity with OFMD; i do not know BS at all.
Jack Rackham warning: Anne hates the man passionately in base verses. If you play Jack we can work something out, but this blog is going to be a lot of anti-Jack rhetoric. The guy sucks. You’ve been warned!
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if you have questions, let me know. i am feral for anne and for pirates in general.
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ESSENTIALS
name: Anne Bonny, née Cormac age: 24 pronouns: she/her sex: ciswoman orientation: bisexual, polyamorous occupation: pirate height: 6'2 (187.9cm) build: tall, thin; boxy hair: red eyes: light/“sea glass” green, sometimes looks oddly colorless other: left-handed, pretends to be right; irish brogue faceclaim: clara paget
nota bene: despite the rampant use of clara paget and other black sails performers, it is important to know that THIS IS NOT A BLACK SAILS ANNE BONNY. anne comes out of a combination of history and my own creative decisions/lore. i am unfamiliar with the show and am just a huge nerd for history and piracy.
PERSONALITY
prone to violence, anger, sometimes melancholy
secretive
distrustful
abrasive
uncouth
impolite
quiet/reserved
determined, ambitious, loyal
passionate
duplicitous
enneagram:
temperament: Melancholic
People with a melancholic temperament are intense, serious, and deep. They are sensitive and capable of deep emotion. They have a well-developed eye for the tragic or sad side of things, and may easily be disappointed by the coarseness of the outer world. As a result, they tend to keep to themselves, or only really open up around a select few individuals with whom they can exchange feelings and ideas. Sensitive, Pensive, Introspective, Unsociable, Reserved, Anxious
mbti: ESTJ-T || The Executive
People with the ESTJ personality type (Executives) are representatives of tradition and order, utilizing their understanding of what is right, wrong, and socially acceptable to bring families and communities together. Embracing the values of honesty and dedication, ESTJs are valued for their mentorship mindset and their ability to create and follow through on plans in a diligent and efficient manner. They will happily lead the way on difficult paths, and they won’t give up when things become stressful.
Strong believers in the rule of law and authority that must be earned, ESTJ personalities lead by example, demonstrating dedication and purposeful honesty and an utter rejection of laziness and cheating. If anyone declares hard, manual work to be an excellent way to build character, it’s ESTJs.
This personality type is aware of their surroundings and lives in a world of clear, verifiable facts. Their surety of their knowledge means that, even against heavy resistance, they stick to their principles and push an unclouded vision of what is and is not acceptable. And their opinions aren’t just empty talk either, as ESTJs are more than willing to dive into the most challenging projects, improving action plans and sorting details along the way, making even the most complicated tasks seem easy and approachable.
However, ESTJs don’t work alone, and they expect their reliability and work ethic to be reciprocated – people with this personality type meet their promises, and if their partner or coworkers jeopardize them through incompetence, laziness, or, worse still, dishonesty, they do not hesitate to show their disappointment. This can earn them a reputation for inflexibility, but it’s not because ESTJs are arbitrarily stubborn but rather because they truly believe that these values are what make society work.
alignment:
[This is still a work in progress with updates to come!]
DIVERGENCE
While I primarily use history as my throughline for events in Anne’s life and where it’s eventually headed, writing’s all about the fun of exploration, so this blog diverges happily from history, fanon, and canon to plumb the depths.
cw: implied domestic abuse, implied (?) kidnapping, stillbirth & insensitive language around such, trauma
Anne’s story has almost always been a story of the men around her instead; so Anne’s story here really begins just after the Cuba Incident, or perhaps a little before, when she came to realize a number of things. One, Jack Rackham was an abusive shithead who couldn’t keep a promise if it sewed itself to him; two, she was a captive involuntarily houseguest of Jack’s “friends” in Cuba and had no idea what would come next; three, that she was sick of living in Jack’s or any man’s shadow and would get out of it come hell or high water. Anne would later say she gave birth to a corpse and that that was the sign that she wasn’t really living, anyway. Nothing living can be birthed out of something dead. Anne’s baby was silently delivered mid-afternoon, whereon she would never see the child. Some. time that night between when she was put to bed and four in the morning, when a concerned “friend” of Jack’s came to check on her, Anne had disappeared from the villa.
This is where Anne Bonny’s new story starts.
NOTEABLE MARKERS
pierced ears
brown leather ring inset with turquoise, left thumb
hat
coat
sizable J-shaped brand on left shoulder (adolescent injury, traumatic)
secret porcelain-handled jack-knife, kept in hidden trouser pocket inside waistline (secret/not well known)
two gold wedding bands and a heavy signet ring on a leather cord, worn as a necklace
various other scars and burns
frequently chapped/split lips
BIOGRAPHICAL
born: 8 March, 1697 raised: Kinsale (near County Cork), Ireland; London, England; Charleston, South Carolina parents: Lord William Cormac, Esq. (attorney) & Mary Brennan (maid, unmarried) siblings: none aliases: Anne McCormac, Anne Cormac, Andy Cormac, Ann Bonn education: full education plus law clerking; literature, philosophy, Latin, math, law spouse/s: James Bonny (age 16-19), Jack Rackham (age 19-24), none & done (age 24-onward)* children: none* residences: Charleston, South Carolina; the Caribbean Seas disappearance: 22 April, 1721* presumed death: 25 April, 1782*
* SUBJECT TO CHANGE/VERSE MUTABLE
Hiya!, I’m Ren. Below are some general guidelines to help with interactions both IC and OOC. Feel free to ask for clarification if any of these are confusing to you!
NOTA BENE: I am forever mobile! That means I will always have to ask you to trim our threads. It’s literally nothing personal. The best I can offer otherwise is just to keep deleting responses from the original! If this super bothers you, I get it. Feel free to move along, and thank you for stopping by! Otherwise:
The Blog
21+ only
please tag visual depictions of reptiles (snakes especially)
don’t be a dick
s/low activity
constantly changing/under construction
semi-selective but not mutuals-only
memes are probably the best way to start interaction
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prefers third person present tense, 1x small font
The Blogger
Ren
she/her
30
CST (GMT-6)
Discord available upon request
do no harm, take no shit
Yes/No
NO mpreg
NO adult content with minors (muses included)
NO teacher-student stuff (mentors & peers okay)
NO pedophilia
YES violence
YES gore
YES SHIPPING
YES EXPLICIT/SUGGESTIVE CONTENT
Concern not listed? Feel free to ask me about it!
The Trigger Corner the blog contains the following themes; while they are tagged, i sometimes miss them. prior to engaging, please be aware that this blog contains material implying or explicitly engaging with:
period-appropriate sexism/misogyny - depicted
identity struggles (self, sexuality) - depicted
trauma & trauma responses - depicted
self-worth/-esteem issues, negative self-talk - depicted
scars/scarring - depicted
stillbirth - discussed
domestic violence - depicted, discussed
domestic assault - discussed
sexual assault - discussed
rape - discussed
THE HISTORY OF ONE ANNE BONNY, WHO NEVER HANG’D
Lord William Cormac (lately of Old Head of Kinsale, in Cork County, Ireland) was quite a lot of things, but loyal was seldom among them. While the lawyer’s wife lay dying, he was seducing the help—specifically one Mary Brennan. When his in-laws threatened to expose his infidelity, William Cormac moved with his maid and illegitimate daughter to Charleston, South Carolina. By the time the move to their new plantation was finished, William Cormac and his new wife were happy to invite their perfectly legitimate son to be a clerk in his father’s law firm. Andy Cormac was a quick study and had a good head for law. It was almost a shame when the news made its way down to Charleston from London, anyway, that William had seduced and now married the maid and their daughter was somewhere with them. Anne lost five things by the time she turned 16: her identity and the freedoms therein as Andy; her mother, who passed away suddenly; her childhood as she took over the household duties her mother had seen to; her conscience, which now boasted one charge of fraud, one of battery, and one of murder; and her heart.
Anne brought home her fiancé, James Bonny (a small-time pirate attempting to legitimize himself), and introduced him to her father. Upon the day of their marriage, Anne Bonny was legally disowned by her loving father—and I do mean that unironically, as Anne was her father’s pride and joy, and his greatest love. It would later turn out that William Cormac was right to dislike James Bonny. James had likely planned to use his marriage to Anne as a means of accessing the small fortune her father had amassed. His attempts to legitimize himself consistently fell flat, likely because he was not a trustworthy person, and so when his marriage to Anne failed to produce money readily, James began to sulk. Anne, annoyed by his sulking, would spend her time in bars of all sorts, rubbing elbows with all kinds of ruffians. The more time she spent, the rougher she became; the rougher she became, the rougher the company she kept. Soon Anne was friends with many a pirate in the port, and through those friendships James saw a way out of his circumstances. Unbeknownst to Anne, James began selling out her cohorts, cashing in on their relationship to his wife by using her to provide the most recent news of them to the authorities. It was insidious, and it worked. There was just one problem.
Anne had fallen in love with someone else, having long been out of love with James.
While James had been developing a reputation as a poor pirate with distasteful legal dealings, Anne found a new solution to the problem of pirates being given to the governor: she simply stopped telling James about her friends and acquaintances, even when one such friend started to become much more. “Calico” Jack Rackham was a pirate captain with a reputation all his own, and while not a particularly good pirate, he was one of the small handful known throughout the Caribbean. He and Anne fell into a whirlwind romance, the culmination of which ended in Jack attempting to buy Anne out of her marriage. When James denied this and threatened Jack instead, Anne took to the sea with Jack, taking the good-for-nothing’s name along with her.
Anne is left in Cuba to give birth to her and Jack’s first child, who is never heard from/of again, for one reason or another. By the time Anne joins back up with Jack, he’d taken a Dutch ship and pressed the sailors into piracy, including a young man named Mark Read. Despite starting a piratical career against their will, Mark grew to love the life and their companions, especially Anne. The two grew very close, assisted in no small part by Mark’s most precious of secrets. Jack would become jealous of Mark and Anne, believing the scuttlebutt that the two were having an amorous affair. The scuttlebutt happened to be true. Anne, however, fearing for Mark’s safety, revealed their secret to one other person aboard the ship. Once Jack learned Mark’s secret, he turned a blind eye to their dalliances with Anne, and likely had dalliances with Mark to boot. Mark, you see, was biologically a woman. A woman named Mary Read.
October of 1720 proved to be the downfall of the Revenge and her crew. The pirate ship had just taken a Spanish commerce ship and spent the night celebrating this victory by drinking to excess, with the notable exceptions of Mark and Anne. The next morning, the Revenge was attacked by a former pirate currently working as a naval captain. The celebrations of the night before had incapacitated Rackham and his crew, who stayed below decks or otherwise surrendered without a fight. Anne and Mark were the only two crewmen to fight back against the British Navy, and being only two, they lost handily. The entirety of the pirate crew were taken to Port Royale to stand trial, at which time Anne famously berated Jack. (“Had you fought like a man, you need not have been hang’d like a dog.”)
Anne and Mark were granted temporary stays of execution, as both were pregnant at the time the rest of their crew was sentenced to death. Mark would die in prison from a fever, never giving birth; Anne, on the other hand, is a case less clear. Most simply say that she disappeared. Others, however, suspect William Cormac may have had something to do with it. Specifically, that William paid Anne’s ransom and brought her back to South Carolina, where she ended up having her second child, remarrying, and dying quietly surrounded by eight other children on April 25, 1782.
She just needs to get home, and once she does, she can stitch herself up like a champ and sleep off whatever insanity she'd been through. Small problem with the plan: the little lady may have lost a little more blood than she initially anticipated. Maybe, just maybe, she isn't entirely safe to get herself home. She isn't going to ask for help, though. That's stupid.
She's just taking a little break on her journey that's taking way too long. It will all be fine.
The voice is enough to perk her back up, ocean eyes lifting to blink once, twice. Lighter without all the blood, huh? Dena snorts, because drifting in and out of consciousness or not, a good joke is a good joke. "I can probably still walk, you know." She points out. "You don't have to help me, lighter or not. Besides, it's not that much blood. I was just taking a break on my way to patch it up."
Please ignore the idiot. She doesn't know how to ask for help nor accept it.
She guesses it could be worse. She could be getting dragged to a stranger by a stranger to patch her up. She isn't the most pleasant thing on earth when her side isn't seeping. She's downright insufferable when she's in any sort of pain. No one wanted that. A bottle of whiskey and a steady hand were just as good, and she'd already be dead if it were anything vital. What's one more scar to add to her collection?
@neverhangd said: ❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜
"They're writing my history, and I think somebody should have asked me."
“Join the club, luv,” Izzy snorted, leaning back against the wall. He let his eyes rove over the wanted posters with lazy curiosity. Not a bad likeness, as far as those things went. Sometimes his tended to exaggerate his profile a bit, but he did like how they’d styled his hair. Perhaps he’d start wearing it that way, rakishly tousled over his forehead. He was due for a change. “I haven’t got a clue what some of these words mean, myself. What are they saying you’ve done?”