When your addicted to Pearl Mackie/Bill Potts
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NASA astronaut Jeanette J. Epps (Ph.D.) was selected as an astronaut in 2009. She has been assigned to her first spaceflight, which is scheduled to launch in May 2018. Her training included scientific and technical briefings, intensive instruction in International Space Station systems, spacewalk training, robotics, T‐38 flight training and wilderness survival training.
Before becoming an astronaut, Epps worked as a Technical Intelligence Officer at the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA).
Born in Syracuse, New York. Enjoys traveling, reading, running, mentoring, scuba diving and family.
She has a Bachelor of Science in Physics from LeMoyne College, as well as a Master of Science and Doctorate of Philosophy in Aerospace Engineering from the University of Maryland.
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There is a trend I’ve noticed that smut fics tend to be much more popular than anything else and honestly I just want to have something to look at to remind myself and that writing doesn’t have to have sex to be worth putting out into the community.
Pearl Mackie in twice upon a time
Hi, could you do one where Bill and Missy get stranded somewhere and have to wait patiently together for the Doctor to return for them?
“Right,” Bill shifted from foot to foot, partly fearful for her life and partly fearful of dying an immediate and fatal gay death on the spot due to, well, the general proximity of one very attractive and very dangerous Time Lady. “I’m just going to… wait over here.”
She tried to sidle towards the far side of the viewing gallery, but found her way impeded by Missy. “Now, dearie,” the Time Lady purred, cocking her head to the side and pouting in an overly exaggerated manner. “Don’t look so frightened, I’m not going to bite. Unless you ask very nicely.”
Bill turned a violent shade of maroon, blushing like an idiot as she fought to remember how to elucidate something, anything, by way of response. “I…” she managed after a moment, her voice oddly strangled. “I’m good, thanks.”
“Sure?” Missy tipped her a wink. “I can be so much fun.”
“Sure,” Bill squeaked. “I’ll uh. I’ll just be. Yeah.”
Oh god, she prayed, edging away from Missy’s grasp. Doctor, please hurry. I might die a very gay death otherwise.
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Scared sense-less!