#nts kidnapped

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For my birthday, @tgarnsl prompted me "Alan/Davie, Fake Relationship". Imagine some sort of backstory where Alan pretends to be Davie's wife in order to evade the descriptions on their wanted posters.

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It was difficult not to smile at Alan in stays and skirts, he was so pleased with both. He twirled and swayed, and smiled coyly at me.

"Aye, but you make a bonny woman," I agreed, before he could ask. His vanity was as keen in skirts as breeches, and I had no wish to dim his pleasure.

"I told you I'd make you a better wife than mother," he preened, and I admitted it was so.

"And as your wife I can do this before anyone I please." And taking my face in his hands, he kissed me breathless.

[tgarnsl]

National Theatre of Scotland's Kidnapped x the Onion (part 4/4)

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Fanfic ask! “Dark” or “light”

from my toxic yuri bodkin fic:

Dove, though… Dove is a risk.

Maybe it was the wake. Death always had the odd effect of emboldening Mary, reminding her that she was alive and had only so many chances to take before the wisps of time slipped through her fingers. Or, more likely, she’d had one too many swigs of poitín and spotted a tall, dark stranger, brooding in the corner like a particularly fussy cat. She always had rather liked the mysterious ones.

In retrospect, though, the brooding should’ve been a sign.

from my nts kidnapped cowboy au:

When at last Davie woke, he was greeted by the familiar earthquake rumble of a freight train and an awful ache in his head that flared with every jostle of his carriage prison, bones rattling in two-step time with the wheels over the tracks. Trussed up like a pig, his skin chafed raw, and there was an overwhelming sensation of a pick being driven straight between his eyes, even the meager light that filtered through the cracks in the boards sharp and piercing. Through the haze of a restless sleep, Davie squinted around the room, rolling his shoulders and wincing as they sent cracks down his spine, reverberating like a church bell all through his battered body.

[tgarnsl]

National Theatre of Scotland's Kidnapped x the Onion (part 3/?)

[tgarnsl]

National Theatre of Scotland's Kidnapped x the Onion (part 2/?)

[tgarnsl]

National Theatre of Scotland's Kidnapped x the Onion (part 1/?)

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