Apology Desserts
Apology Desserts
Dhawan!Doctor x Reader
Summary - The Doctor allows you to play your game, all the while planning an intricate and elaborate plan to win your heart.
Link to the first part of this trilogy - Baking Hijinks
Link to the second part of this trilogy - Scheming Timers
Warnings - slightly suggestive, very fluffy
Word Count - 2503
A/n - I hope that you enjoy this!
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You were incredibly gifted in hiding from The Doctor, especially with The TARDIS’s help. But, of course, you didn’t really need The TARDIS’s help to hide. The Doctor had taught you how to hide from danger and monsters and rogue aliens well. He should have suspected that you would have used your newfound skill against him one day. He knew that this wasn’t a menacing act delivered by you, it was more of a tease. If you weren't so mad at him because of his timer-themed tantrum, The Doctor would have tried to persuade you into playing a game of sexy hide ‘n’ seek, that is, if he could ever gain the courage to ask you out on a date first. Or given the current circumstances, if he could find you within his labyrinthian ship and win back your affection.
The Doctor knew that this was a game to provoke something and you were winning. Every second that passed, The Doctor wished to admit so many hidden feelings to you. He also knew that he had to do something big to end this stalemate and regain your favour. The Doctor was currently sitting in his study, having just torn down his planning board dedicated to finding The Master. He made a copy of one of his favourite pictures of the two of you and nailed it to the centre of the cleared board. He prepared to plan out the best way to woo you, but he couldn’t help but become distracted by our beautiful face smiling at the camera. The Time Lord smiled sweetly at the memory.
The photo was taken by an alien couple that thought the two of you were the cutest couple they had ever seen, even though you both vehemently denied being together. Despite that, when the picture was being taken, you held onto The Doctor so tightly. You leaned against him with your whole body and your arm was wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him into you. The Doctor firmly kept his arm around your waist, but he resisted your pull completely. The Doctor noticed how your body felt against his, then, and he reconised the feelings that had been floating in his brain for some time. He leant back, almost a bit in shock, and stared in awe at your beautiful face. He couldn’t believe that it took him so long to notice how much you meant to him. That day, The Doctor knew that he was in love with you.
Your smile, in the photo and the memory, was infectious. The Doctor couldn’t stop looking at it! You were so excited and happy to be on that planet with him, exploring and existing in his world without fear or hesitation. Now that the doctor was looking at the picture more closely, he noticed something new. You could clearly see The Doctor looking longingly at your face, his eyes shining brightly with affection toward you. Looking back on it, that probably added to the alien couple’s assumption that the two of you were in love with each other, at least on The Doctor’s part. He mentally kicked himself for acting like a shy lovesick puppy, incapable of saying his feelings, but always following you around, instead of acting on his feelings, but he was determined to fix that now. The Doctor collected some strings and connected the dots between things you loved and things you and The Doctor shared together. He knew what he had to do to show that you should be with him.
The Doctor then went out on a little shopping adventure, coming back with items sold in bulk, hauling them toward his study. The Doctor told The TARDIS to keep you away from his private kitchen if you were to venture out. He did not think that you would break, but he wanted his surprise to not be spoiled in any way. True to her word, The TARDIS kept you away from The Doctor as he laid out his plan.
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You were beginning to grow bored with your plan. You really cared for The Doctor, more than you had ever cared for anyone. You loved The Doctor. That was obvious now. Before the moment when you really first showed your feelings when the two of you almost kissed in his private kitchen, you had always suppressed your feelings for him. You were rerouting that action, now. Maybe if you had confessed your feelings sooner then you wouldn’t be alone in your room wallowing now.
You sat in the middle of your room, staring at a picture of you and The Doctor on a tourist planet. The picture that the alien couple that came up to the pair of you assumed that you were a couple had taken. Of course, both you and The Doctor denied their assumption. It killed you to hear him say that, but then you could clearly see in the picture how The Doctor looked at you adoringly, only adding to your confusion on whether or not The Doctor liked you. You wished that this stalemate would make The Doctor do something, but nothing had happened yet.
You recently asked The TARDIS to let you and The Doctor cross paths, but you could feel The TARDIS prohibiting and rearranging some of your adventures through her walls. You assumed that this was The Doctor not wanting to interact with you. Every moment since that fateful day when you started this stalemate was riddled with anxiety for you. You wondered if you were mistaken about shared feelings.
The Doctor was shy about his past, but you were able to wrangle out some of his stories. The weight of the other companions The Doctor had travelled with and loved ones of The Doctor plagued your mind. You would wake up early in the morning and cringe at the memory of the two of you almost kissing. Voices in your head screamed that The Doctor was uncomfortable by your actions, that you crossed the line and he only ever saw you as a friend, and now because of what you did, he would want you to leave his home, he would want you to leave his life. You knew that he was too kind and adorably awkward to ever ask you to leave, so you thought that it would be kinder to him to do it yourself.
You decided to go to the main kitchen, after multiple attempts to open your door which was somehow locked, in the hope to meet The Doctor and make some hot chocolate and maybe make some cupcakes, as well. You thought that this would prevent you from making a horrible mistake. However, your venture was halted, after The TARDIS finally let you out of your room, when you saw that a chocolate cupcake was placed outside your door, neatly settled inside a purple cupcake wrapper. You knelt down to pick up the dessert, inspecting it for any peculiarities. It appeared to be a normal Earth cupcake until you inspected the bottom of the wrapper. Lifting the cupcake above your head, you saw The Doctor’s handwriting spelling out the words ‘look to your left.’ When you did so, you saw an orderly row of cupcakes aligned along the centre of the hallway and curving around the corner of the hall, falling in line like tin soldiers.
You went back to your room to collect a couple of plates to carry and collect the cupcakes on your journey. You reached down and picked up each cupcake one by one. Like the first cupcake, each new baked good in the line had The Doctor’s handwriting on the bottom of the wrapper.
‘Please’
‘continue’
‘to’
‘follow’
‘the’
‘trail’
‘of’
‘cupcakes’
‘until’
‘you’
‘reach’
‘my’
‘private’
‘kitchen.’
There was a break in the row of cupcakes, but you could see it continuing down the hallway. In the middle of the break, there were a couple of large baking trays with Hersey’s chocolate Kisses, weirdly one of your’s and The Doctor’s favourite chocolates to share, spelling out the words, ‘I know that you are incredibly considerate, but you don’t have to collect all of the cupcakes. There are too many for you to carry.’ You felt conflicted leaving the treats, but the plates you were holding were already covered in cupcakes. And your arms were now becoming quite tired.
Once you reached The Doctor’s study, the door was wide open, the row of cupcakes continuing straight through the study and into the kitchen. You crept into the room slowly, unaware of what you were about to encounter. You rounded the corner, stopping briefly to look at and reminisce over where the two of you almost kissed for the first time, before seeing a smorgasbord of baking confections and a tower of baking timers, including one that looked surprisingly similar to the baking timer that your aunt had gifted you. The Doctor was standing bashfully amongst the food and objects, he kept looking for happiness in your eyes to reassure him. You were more in wonder because of everything before you, but you smiled brightly when you finally met his gaze.
“I bought you a replacement timer.” The Doctor turned around and picked up a timer before handing it to you, your hands brushing against his as he placed the item in your hands.
“Like the one your aunt bought you. I’m sorry for throwing your property into a supernova. I had no right to do so. Even if it did upset me greatly.” You smiled at his gift, but also at his ramblings. He had no right to be this adorable.
“About that, do you want to explain all of this?” You smirked cheekily, placing the timer down on a surprisingly free space on the table you stepped closer to The Doctor, who followed your movements and stepped even closer to you. You really wanted to know why The Doctor threw all of those timers away, why he was doing this now, and what he felt about that fateful day in this kitchen.
“I think you know, Y/n. You are the smartest person I know.” He tilted his head and smiled to hide his fear. He knew that he loved you, but he wondered if you felt the same way. He assumed that you did, but that could be a dangerous assumption if he was proven wrong.
“I want to hear you say it, Doctor.” His face fell a bit at the confrontation, but you stepped even closer to him and clasped his hands in yours, you gave his hands a reassuring squeeze. He looked down and smiled at your intertwined hands giving him the confidence to speak his mind.
“I love you, Y/n and I just want to be with you. I am so tired of this isolation; I want to be with you. You are the best person in my life.” With each statement, The Doctor moved closer to where his forehead was practically touching yours. He bumped his nose against yours before looking deep into your eyes to try and read your face, his eyes were large and pleading for you to take the news well. But you ripped your hands from his. The Doctor was about to apologise for being so forward and rude. But then you hugged him tighter than you had ever before. One of your hands went up and ran through his styled hair and the other gripped the soft, yet slightly scratchy, material of The Doctor’s sweater vest. The Doctor’s head instinctively fell to your shoulder.
“Oh, Doctor! I wish you had told me sooner! Think of what we could have been doing if we actually had the guts to tell each other how we actually felt!”
“How do you feel, Y/n?” He sounded so fearful, and you could feel him shaking in your arms.
“I love you, Doctor,” you whispered into his ear to make it more personal, “I have loved you since I met you. And I want nothing more than to be with you!” The Doctor finally hugged you back, tighter than you were hugging him, and he excitedly picked you up and spun around a couple of times with you safely in his arms. He quickly placed you back down on the ground and cupped your face with both of his hands and stared deeply into your eyes once again, his warm orbs glowing with love. He finally saw you returning his feelings, a couple of happy tears escaping both of your eyes. The Doctor wiped your tears away and lent forward to press a passionate kiss on your lips. The two of you moved seamlessly, clinging to each other. He tried to pull away, being a bit flustered, but you quickly placed a hand on the back of his neck in order to deepen the kiss.
The two of you stayed like this for a while before you both had to separate to catch your breath. The two of you giggled in flustered excitement when you caught each other’s gaze. You moved to hug The Doctor again; comfort washed over the both of you. The two of you were finally together. You kissed up his neck to his cheek until you reached The Doctor’s lips, causing the two of you to enter into another round of kissing until you broke apart again to breathe.
“Do you want to go somewhere more comfortable?” You eventually said, brushing a lingering tear from The Doctor’s face.
“Oh! I would love to!” The Doctor giggly started talking with his hands.
“There’s a planet I recently discovered that is completely made of trampolines! How exciting! And what a comfortable ground to walk on.” He was so happy to finally have you back in his life. Sure, you were never gone, but the isolation drove The Doctor insane, especially when he discovered that he loved you so deeply and he just wanted to share his life and love for adventure with you. He missed having you near him.
“Umm … Doctor, that’s not what I meant. Although that does sound fun, maybe later.” You tried to decline his offer politely, but you really were interested in adventuring with him, especially now with your budding relationship adding a new element to the dynamic.
“Oh, what did you me- OH! Oh! Well, yes, I completely agree with your statement. We should definitely move to somewhere more comfortable.” The Doctor quickly grabbed your hands and pulled you out of the kitchen, but not before you could grab a tray of brownies. He continued to pull you through The TARDIS until you reached his room, the two of you giggled as you both excitedly committed to making up for all of the lost time spent hiding feelings for the other. There would be no more hiding now, no more secretive looks or almost moments. There would be only exciting adventures, intimate moments shared and a lot of baking.
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If you have time can you please do something with Dhawan master or thirteenth doctor (up to you) dancing with (they/them) reader, reader stumbles a bit as they dance but is trying their best (headcannon or oneshot whatever is easier for you/what you want to do❤️)
How about both?! I made both.
The Dhawan!Master version is a bit darker than the Whittaker!Doctor version, but I hope that you enjoy both. Thank you so much for requesting! I really enjoyed writing both of these.💜
Fall For Me - Dhawan!Master x Reader Version
First Proper Date - Whittaker!Doctor x Reader Version
Hello Everyone!
I should be posting today. But if not, I will post two fics tomorrow.
Also, I updated my posting schedule.
But it's my first day back to classes, so I am just getting back into a routine.
-Ghost
Back Against The Wall
Whittaker!Master x Reader
Summary - The Master grows tired of having to hide your relationship from The Doctor. Maybe, with some convincing, she can wait a little longer.
Prompt Used - #50. A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.
Based On This Request -
Warnings - mentions of canon typical violence, The Master wielding a dagger and threatening the Reader with it, no one is actually hurt/wounded though, references to sexual stuff, so minors DNI, please!
Word Count - 1532
A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested on my old Tumblr account by a lovely anon! I hope that you enjoy it.
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You made a big mistake. A huge, massive, devastating mistake with unknowable consequences. But now you would have to deal with whatever the Universe, and The Master, had to offer you.
You and The Doctor had been out on a pleasant trip to a mysterious abandoned castle on a planet a couple of galaxies left of The Milky Way. Apparently, the castle had a renowned and substantial historical significance on the planet and The Doctor wanted to see it in order to check it off his bucket list. Both of you were having a fun time, but then The Master showed up.
In previous circumstances, you would have been overjoyed to have seen The Master. You had been harbouring a massive crush on The Time Lady for a while before the two of you eventually got together. You and The Master had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, and usually, she would avoid The Doctor to placate your fears of your relationship being exposed. But there were always the days, like today apparently, where The Master would become horribly upset by the fact that you and she couldn’t be as public as she wished and attack The Doctor. You always played the oblivious part, but her flirty and suggestive comments always made it difficult for you to hide your feelings and your relationship. The Master, though, always adored how flustered you would become. She also loved seeing the cogs and gears of The Doctor’s tiny mind turn. She wanted him to know so she could gloat, but he was too stupid to actually figure out the obvious evidence right under his nose.
In the past, you would be able to play the mediator and defuse that situation, causing The Master to leave without destroying anything, surprisingly. Or The Master would separate you from The Doctor and you could placate her feelings until she was calmer. Usually, she would just end up kidnapping, so she wouldn’t have to wait any longer to see you. This was always fun. You loved knowing that The Master needed you as badly as you needed her.
Today, though, you messed up. The Master taunted The Doctor, as usual, but then she brought you into it. The Master “joked” and suggested that you and she had a connection. The Doctor denied this, as was routine. The Master cut off her old friend’s rambling and asked you what you thought of the situation.
You and The Master had a deal. You would travel with The Master behind The Doctor’s back, along with dating her. And she would try her hardest to not kill The Doctor along with keeping your relationship a secret. You didn’t know that The Master wanted to change your deal, so you kept up with your previous agreement. You stated that you had nothing to do with The Master and that there was no connection between the two of you.
And that’s how you ended up in a separate part of the castle, alone and vulnerable with an angry Master. She had set up traps throughout the castle, and depending on your answer, The Master would either capture The Doctor and gloat about your relationship or would separate the two of you and interrogate you.
You stumbled back, almost tripping over an unevenly laid brick. The Master stalked toward you and unsheathed a decorative knife from a pocket somewhere in her coat. The Master shoved you up against the wall of the room. You expected her to attack you with her dagger in some way, but all she did was graze the width of the blade down your cheek, all the while looming closer to your face. Her eyes darted between your fear-ridden eyes, the blade on your cheek, and your lips. You tried to move away from the blade, causing The Master to tut in your face and smirk at your adorably vulnerable actions.
She used her leather gloved hand to recenter your face. She stepped closer to you and aligned your feet to where the toes of your shoes touched. You looked down to where you were connected; it was a surprisingly intimate moment considering everything else going on right now. The Master seamlessly hooked the dagger under your jaw, using it to force you to look her in the eye. You still tried to struggle away from her again, so she gripped your jaw with her hand and stroked her dagger softly up and down your neck. The Master stared into your eyes, a snarl forming on her face. Now you were starting to doubt that this was just foreplay. Was she actually going to hurt you?
“Let me go.”
“And why should I do that, darling.” The Master cocked her head to the side and smirked, but you knew her long enough to know that she was seething under her beautiful nonchalant facade.
“You said that you loved me. Why would you want to hurt me?”
“I do, but then you had to go and tell The Doctor that we were nothing.” The Master bumped her nose against yours. She tried to be intimating and get in your face in order to rile you up, but really, she just needed some skin-to-skin contact from you.
“I thought we had a deal.”
“I’m tired of that, now, Y/n. I want everyone to know that you are mine, especially him.” You were going to respond, but The Master dropped her dagger and smashed her lips into yours. You wanted to push her off of you to try and resolve the issue between the two of you verbally, but you couldn’t help but relish in the softness of her lips and the distant taste of expensive alien whiskey on her tongue.
The Master adjusted the two of you, her leg jutting between yours and putting just the right amount of pressure on your crouch. You moaned into her mouth and felt her smile before pulling away to look at your face.
“You look so beautiful covered in my lipstick.” Your eyes widened at this realisation. You were hoping to get out of this situation without The Doctor discovering your secret, either from The Master changing her mind naturally or by you convincing her. But there was no way you could get The Master’s blood red lipstick stains off of you.
The Master smirked when she saw understanding reach your eyes. You knew her plan and there was no way to stop it. You tried to escape The Master’s grasp, but she threw you against the wall again and trapped you in another bruising kiss. She broke away to peck your lips a couple of times. She kissed the side of your mouth. Then your cheek. She then created a path from your jaw to your ear before biting your earlobe and then travelling down to your neck. There she gave you a mix of wet, open-mouthed kisses, hard bites, and pressured pecks, all to mark up your neck with either lipstick or aggravated marks. You were weak in her arms, trapped comfortably beneath her lips.
“What do you think he will think when he sees you like this? Do you think that he will feel betrayed, jealous, or turned on?” You rolled your eyes at The Master’s comment. You gained some clarity back in your mind.
“Please, just kidnap me, Master. We can tell The Doctor later, in a more reasonable way. Please, for me.”
“You are no fun, Y/n. Why can’t we just break his hearts in two?!”
“First of all, I am fun. You’ve said that many times in many situations, most of them in the bedroom. Secondly, he’s my friend and he was yours. I don’t want to hurt him and sometimes I don’t think you want to hurt him, either. And thinking rationally, we would most likely be able to stay together longer if we go about this situation tactfully. If we are rash about this, The Doctor will probably think that you hypnotised me and will do anything to get me back.”
“Ugh, fine. I guess you are right. But can I make your kidnapping a whole big extravagant affair?”
“Of course, you can, Master.”
The Master smirked, excited about the plan forming in her brain. She pulled you into one last brutal kiss before retrieving her dagger and dragging you to her TARDIS. Sometimes she just acted like a big kid who just found the hidden stash of candy; you loved seeing her this ecstatic! The Master piloted her ship to a wasteland junkyard in space, someplace The Doctor would never think to look, before rushing back over to you.
The two of you didn’t even make it to the bedroom after landing, resulting in the two of you making do on a nearby sofa. After the two of you were thoroughly spent, You and The Master took a long relaxing bath, where The Master spent much of the time helping you remove the lipstick stains she placed on your body. Then the kidnapping coverup could commence. Maybe even a plan to reveal your relationship to The Doctor would unravel itself, as well.
Taste Testing
Gomez!Master x Reader
Summary - Missy is introduced to Earth chocolate thanks to The Reader.
Based On This Request -
Warnings - suggestive, so minors DNI, please!
Word Count - 863
A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. This was requested on my old Tumblr account by a lovely anon. I just wanted to reupload it onto my new account. I hope you enjoy it!
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“What are you eating?” Missy questioned you as you entered the Vault.
“Chocolate. Why?” You broke off a large chunk, chewing happily while dancing a little dance over to where Missy sat on her couch.
“What kind of chocolate?” Missy seemed intrigued and you couldn’t really understand why. Once you swallowed the treat, you said that it was just a normal milk chocolate bar, but you had other flavours like dark and white chocolate, mint, caramel and sea salt. You were going to list even more flavours of chocolate you just bought from your trip to the store, but Missy interrupted, with a raised, tutting hand.
“No, no, no, what planet?” You gave a questioning look causing the Time Lady to sigh dramatically and enunciate her explanation concededly, which made her Scottish accent more noticeable.
“You know, what planet is the chocolate from? Gallifreyan chocolate, Adipose chocolate, Raxacoricofallapatorius chocolate?” You giggled at the idea of alien chocolate. The very common sweet had always seemed so Human to you.
“No, it's just Human chocolate.”
“Oh, I've never tried Human chocolate.”
“Wait really?” You were only slightly shocked. Missy had tried to take over Earth so many times that you thought that maybe she would have tried something Human before she destroyed the planet. However, she claimed to “hate” Humanity and everything revolving around Earth, so you understood why she wouldn’t want anything to do with Human chocolate.
“Before you, I’d never felt the need to interact with Human culture. I’ve always preferred Gallifreyan flavours or food from this one restaurant planet that I've been meaning to take you to. I swear that I will as soon as I get out of here. But is there any need for me to have Human chocolate? What if I hate it and become super cross with you? We wouldn’t want that, now, would we?” Through her rambled excuse as to why she wouldn’t want to try any of the sweets you had, Missy was unaware of you reaching forward with the open candy bar in your hand. Once she noticed, Missy only stared at you, dumbfounded.
“What? You actually want me to try Human chocolate? I love chocolate, but you want me to eat HUMAN chocolate?”
“Well, before, it sounded like you really wanted to try it. But if you really don’t want any, I guess that I will just have to eat it all by myself.” You broke another piece of chocolate off and plopped it into your mouth.
“No!” Missy screamed at you, making you recoil in shock. She never let her composure dissolve because of emotion, but she quickly regained her normal casual yet flippant attitude.
“No, I’ll gladly try it, but only to make sure that you don’t get a stomachache from all of the sweets, dearie.” You smirked at her obvious lie and Missy plucking the chocolate from your hand. She broke off a decent chuck and dropped it into her mouth. She made a face that tried to convey that she didn’t enjoy it, but you could tell she loved the sweet. Thankfully, she dropped the act quite quickly and began alternating between chewing and sucking on the chocolate in order to get the most flavour out of the chocolate.
Missy made, frankly, obscene noises when she continued to eat the piece of chocolate, making her face heat up slightly. She quickly broke off another piece, savouring the new taste. You asked if she liked it, part of you couldn’t tell if she was just overacting in a condescending manner or if she legitimately enjoyed the sweet this much. Missy was so consumed by the food that she didn’t even respond, she just nodded vehemently. She cleaned her mouth with her tongue, and then licked her fingers, making herself positive that she consumed all of the snacks before speaking.
“Imagine how amazing this already fantastic dessert would become if I were to cover you in it a lick it all off.” You were unable to respond, too embarrassed by Missy’s brashness to form a proper thought other than the image the Time Lady conjured in your mind. However, before you could utter a scrap of a thought from your flustered mouth, the loud clanking of The Vault opening drew you from your thoughts.
“Lick what off what, Missy?” The Doctor questioned, clambering into The Vault.
“Your blood from my heels if you don’t stop interrupting me and my lovely during our private time.” You could help but become even more flustered and look away from the equally embarrassed Doctor, as Missy smirked proudly at both of your reactions. She was fully intent on incorporating any and every flavour of chocolate into any and every part of your and Missy’s lives. When you looked into her eyes, you could see her formulating plans, but for the moment, you tried to listen to what The Doctor was saying to prevent your body from betraying you, even more than it already was, in front of him. But it would be a lie to say that your mind never slipped into thinking about what Missy was going to do with her newfound love of chocolate.
I should have said this sooner, but I broke my computer so that is why have been absent
I do the majority of my writing and editing on my computer
But I should be getting a new laptop soon and then I should be back to a decent posting schedule
Did anyone else notice that in Episode 10 of OFMD, Black Pete was wearing the clothes Frenchie stole from the fancy merchant ship in Episode 5?
Did Frenchie let Black Pete wear the outfit for the "talent show"?
Or did Blackbeard make Frenchie get rid of the outfit because the outfit reminded Blackbeard of Stede and their adventures together?
Happy first day of Hanukkah to all of my Jewish followers that celebrate!
![[Image Reads] Anonymous Said - “Hello There How Are You? I Hope That You’re Doing Well. If It’s](https://64.media.tumblr.com/c5eebcd0c687ca8886b5ac2a51a8e695/4471561e3a30b5d7-fc/s500x750/9a2f18014d8b8038db7f67105cacf852c06b25bb.jpg)
[Image Reads] Anonymous said - “Hello there how are you? I hope that you’re doing well. If it’s okay I was wondering if I could request an O x Reader (Dhawan!Master) where the reader is a secret agent and after working hard on a mission they are tired but cannot sleep. So O offers to hypnotise the reader to make them sleep”
Accidentally posted then deleted the original request because I keep forgetting that I left things in my queue. So, this is just my copy of the ask.
Thank you so much for the request, anon! I really enjoyed writing this. I hope that you enjoy this, too.
I will link the fic here once I post it.
Lie Down With Me - 6 March 2023
♪ Smash and gouge and stab and poke And choke you out, that’s a pirate’s life Pirate’s life, short but nice Ful-lil-lad-dee-lil-idi-o ♪
Okay, sorry for being gone a bit. I had a few bad weeks, but I hope to mostly be on top of everything in the future.
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