yes, that doc holliday.

❝ He was a dentist whom necessity had made a gambler; a gentleman whom disease had made a vagabond; a philosopher whom life had made a caustic wit; a long, lean blonde fellow nearly dead with consumption and at the same time the most skillful gambler and nerviest, speediest, deadliest man with a six-gun I ever knew. ❞ — Wyatt Earp indie Doc Holliday of SyFy's Wynonna Earp with a touch or two of history written by alex.

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interest tracker.

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alex🔥 got me thinking again abt doc stuck in the bottom of the well for 130 years, starting to forget what people looked like and sounded like and what the sun felt like on his clammy forehead. forgetting a lot of faces so when he’s finally free and had access to the revenant camp, he couldn’t tell wynonna if there were many there bc he simply couldn’t recall their faces. his love for wyatt turning to resentment in the dark, his optimism for rescue slipping away, thoughts about removing his ring — actually removing his ring but panicking when it brings back that cough of his and that familiar ache in his lungs. what would have happened if he were stuck there longer? would he have forgotten himself? had anyone missed him when he disappeared and would he miss himself? one flimsy matchbook, matches dwindling until he knows he’s only got two left and refusing to light them because his hat and his boots and his guns and these two little, slightly bent matches are all he has left of his past.

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talking abt poly ships simply makes me think abt the wyn/doc/dolls we deserved but could never have gotten in canon.

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   ❝ doctor, don’t your conscience ever bother you? ❞            ❝ no, ❞   he replied with that peculiar cough of his,   ❝ i coughed that up with my lungs years ago. ❞

john henry ‘doc’ holliday. rules & verses. non-roleplay blogs DO NOT reblog.  est. july 2016. written by alex. 

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i’m gonna have to watch tombstone again aren’t i.

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s1 doc was just so top tier. the hair, the stache, the wardrobe, the HAT.

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revenant doc is such a big brained idea though.

[angelicguy]

non-confrontational cowboy that wont turn around after the 10 paces

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he just breaks into a sprint and nobody has ever been able to hit him because he serpentines so well

[dylanobrienisbatman]

“This town ain’t big enough for the two of us”

Non-confrontational cowboy: “SURE AINT!” *sprints away*

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me: i’m gonna go to bed after 1.03 ends 1.04: starts like That me: wide awake and eyeing my old blog.

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things this for me thinking abt : doc Not Recognising most of the revenants. doc forgetting little details. doc forgetting BIG DETAILS. doc sitting in the dark, alone w nothing but his thoughts for a hundred and thirty years and remembering little else but a few names and his love for wyatt souring.

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i don’t know what i’m doing but it’s my bday so i can blog hop if i want to.

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HOW TO TELL IF YOUR HOUSE IS HAUNTED —

STEP 1 :  your house? STEP 2 :  oh, it’s haunted, all right. STEP 3 :  we would share some tips on how to tell that it’s haunted, but man, that stuff would keep you up at night. 

ind. affl. original character. written by alex🔪. credits :  psd.  text.

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   * BUT WE FLEW.

ind. sel. multimuse sideblog. feat. muses old & new. 18+ follows back from @mirafirstmate written by alex. 

                                  rules.   muses.   interest tracker.

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okay so. i’m moving henry but not doc. my muse for doc has not really... been... here in a while, but i really do love what i’ve created for henry and want to write him without the guilt that comes with being here, so !! catch him at @meltedwiing 💛

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thinking abt Him.

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( john henry holliday the second ).

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thinking abt Him.

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arborvitas​ :

       “that just sounds like another reason to get this one looked at.” she pauses. “you know it’s a bad thing to get multiple concussions, right?” 

henry breathes out and, with it, leans forward with his hands on his hips. huh, maybe she’s right...   ❝ hey, just like, just a random... not at all related to, y’know, anything at all — question. ❞   eyes that had slid closed a moment ago, peek open with a grimace.   ❝ the room definitely isn’t spinning... right? ❞

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damnweapon​ :

       “Your cruddy life is worth living! And so is mine… if you live.”

@lungslinger​ / henry — call.

       ❝ so what you’re saying is..., ❞   he’s grinning, can’t help it. he’s even bracing himself because he knows he deserves to be punched even before the words fall from his lips,   ❝ — your life is meaningless without me? ❞