Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blesses William [Part 8]"OI! GIT YER FILTHY 'ANDS OF 'ER!"More Like This
Your eyes darted around the ship urgently looking for the voice. Emerging from the group of men was Allistor. Striped of his shoes and weapons. His remaining clothes torn, revealing numerous bruises and cuts. Quite a prominent one ran down from his chest to the lower part of his abdominal. One I was swollen shut and his wrist were bound by rusted metal shackles.
When the strange man before you didn't so much as bat an eye lid, Allistor called out again.
"A said, git yer 'and off of 'er." His time his voice was sterner. As if challenging the man to continue.
You watched in fear as the smirk on his face stretched to a spine-chilling grin. Practically every tooth was on show. He turned his head from you to face your captain but whatever he planned to say was cut short by the Spaniard who still lingered above you.
"And are you going to stop us Scottie?" He chuckled, pulling you by your hair once more. Your side colliding with the hard wooden floor.
Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blessed William [Part 7]That night you slept soundly, curled up with Allistor in a peaceful sleepless dream. That was until you felt something cold and wet begin to drip down you back, quickly you shot up and startled Allistor awake in doing so.More Like This
"Whoa! Calm down Lass, what the problem?" He questioned, voice gruff and croaky as you frantically tried to investigate the back of your dress.
"There's something on my back! What is it? Get it off!" Your voice was full of panic as you tried to figure out what had dampened your only clothing.
"Oh, eh, that would be me rum. Sorry about that." He muttered as he held up his green bottle, investigated how much was left hen put it down beside the bed. "But look on the bright side." He's voice had now cleared up and was now dripping with a more playful tone.
"What Brightside?" you questioned sceptically, raising an eyebrow.
"You've got a reason to take your kit off." He told you sounding as natural as if he'd just told you the sky was blue. In reply you sent his a stern gla
Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blessed William [Part 6]Feeling a little daft about your sudden outbreak you wiped your now red raw eyes. You weren't sure how long you'd been hunched over the table, balling your eyes out but now would be a good time to stop.More Like This
You choked back any remaining tears and stood from your seat but before you were even stood up-right another wave of sobs hit you. You hated this weird control these tears had over you. You'd never been a cryer. You'd lived years of a rough, unhappy life but you'd never felt so hurt. How had an apology done this to you? Apologising is supposed to make thing better, not worse.
You closed your eyes tight and let the bitter feeling take over. You clutched the necklace to your chest as your knees started to feel weaker and weaker until they finally gave way and your body start to fall.
Although like the last time your body had fallen, you were caught by the same pair of strong hands.
They pulled you up against a fairly well known chest and held you against it. One hand held you close while
Pirate!Scotalnd x Reader: Blessed William [Part 5]It had been days since Allistor had decided to give you something, he was originally just going to give you something out of his box but he wasn't sure what.More Like This
So he'd spent the past few days discreetly trying to learn more about you and your life. Unfortunately you didn't seem to talk about yourself much. Not just to him, but to anyone. He was about ready to crawl under your bed and pray you talked in your sleep, but he wasn't that drunk. Yet.
No he'd just have to keep sneaking around his own ship and asking everyone else what they knew. He already new his best shot was Márie but she couldn't keep her mouth shut.
Unless Ellis know anything?
Without another thought he was on his feet and looking for the kid. It didn't take long to find him mopping up in the mess hall, luckily alone.
"Oi Laddie, come 'ere, I wanna talk tae ye."
"Yes Captain." He quickly dropped his equipment and rushed to stand before Allistor. "What do you need?"
"Tell me whit ye know bou
Pirate!Scotalnd x Reader: Blessed William [Part 4]"Márie?"More Like This
"What does 'maroon' mean?"
"I think its a colour." Marie giggled, her Irish accent shining through her words as she dropped the remaining chopped onions into her big brown pot of boiling water and vegetables.
"No I mean, what does it mean to 'maroon' someone?" You sighed. It had been bugging you since the Captain had threatened to do so.
"Why would you want to know such a thing?" She turned her full attention to you, her eyes were different to her brothers. They were still the same colour and shape but they just seemed warmer, more trusting even with the eyebrows that seemed to come along with them. Perhaps they just seemed nicer because she was a nicer person.
"The Captain said he might do it to me on the next Island we go to." It had been a few days since then but it felt much longer. The man had been completely ignoring you, he wouldn't even look at you. Arthur would pass on any messages or orders. In part you were relived, you didn't really want to talk to hi
Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blessed William [Part 2]"Naw ye gon' tell me who the feck ye re an whit yer doin' on ma gailey?"More Like This
Doesn't he know?
Hasn't Arthur told him?
So this isn't my punishment?
Then what is?
Maybe its a trick?
"Well?" He raised one bushy brow seemingly unhappy with your hesitation.
"Umm I-I am [N-name]." Your voice was gruff, you couldn't remember the last time you had said more than two words, in fact you couldn't remember if you had said a single word since setting foot on this ship.
For the first time his eyes left your face and began to roam the rest of your huddled up body and you couldn't help but wonder what you looked like to him.
You still wore the [favourite] colour dress you had on when you had first gotten on the ship, it had already been dirty then, God forbid what it would look like now. You had long lost your pumps and you hadn't washed in so long, you couldn't remember. It was easy to assume your [h/c] hair would be greasy and tattered, your big [e/c] eye blo
Pirate!Scotland x Reader: Blessed William [Part 1]The ship was definitely caught in a storm. You didn't need to be on deck to figure that out. You could hear the waves smashing against the ship, rocking it back and fourth. If you listened close enough you could just catch the Captain shouting orders at his men.More Like This
Barrels and crates shift about the hold and crash into each other, sometimes spewing their content on the floor. You could only imagine how annoyed the crew would when they find their precious bottles of rum smashed and spilled everywhere.
The temptation to drown out the chaos around you was overwhelming. Yet you kept your focus on your surrounding, knowing that each time you blocked out the world around you it became harder and harder to force yourself back into reality. Furthermore too do so, you would have to let your mind wonder, and everytime it would wonder back to the same things.
How long have I been here?
how long have I been away from Katherine?
How far where you from her?
What was she