D O C *

THERE AIN'T NO REST FOR THE WICKED.

[welleft]

Boop. On for a short time, letting you all know I’m alive. Being without any kind of internet sucks so much, especially when I have things to do! Hope you all have a safe Halloween.

[cryptosnspooks]

Having to go on hiatus until after Halloween, the internet is out and all I have is my phone to even hope to load things. Being creative around a bunch of annoying college kids is limited to only a few hours a day, and I don’t have the gas to expend to come to the campus each day. So until things are sorted out with internet, I’m probably only going to be available on discord.

[princesconsuela]

[welleft]

JENNY‌.

    his fingers grazing over her lips causes a shiver to run through her. the air was warmer around him and the cigarette, but she feels herself heat up in a different way. the way he smirks makes her laugh a little, shaking her head. the man was so damn charming. she thought of how surely, he was the cause of so many women’s broken hearts. jenny leans back against the brick and watches him smoke, “ you always just linger out here waiting for some –– silly little girl to come walking by so you can woo her with your –– your accent and your mustache? ” she questioned playfully, raising an eyebrow when he offered the cigarillo back to her. she pauses –– parting her lips for him to place the cigarette between them. 

           If Doc was the type of man to blush, he might have, but seeing as he was the charming bastard that he was, her compliments simply stoke his ego. He leans forward when he sees her part her lips, and he flips the cigarillo in his fingers, delicately placing it. Now they stand closer together, his body blocking a little of the chill from the gusts of wind still licking about them. A grin is glued to his features as he replies to her, a smugness in his tone. “I can’t say that’s my intention, but it is a perk. Though, I wouldn’t say you’re a silly little girl.” This game of flirtation is amusing, and she is clearly keen on the idea of it. “I happened ta need a break from work,” he thumbed over his shoulder at the saloon. “If ya want ta join me for a drink, we would continue this conversation in a warmer climate.”

[uranodioning]

“are you a top or a bottom?” i’m a threat

[macherierps]

[welleft]

SHELLEY‌.

        Shelley’s skepticism was worn like a mask; a hollowness to her now darker eyes, a heaviness in her slender shoulders. She was tired. Tired of being the last to show up. Tired of being too late. Of playing catchup. Of never being heard. “Another day means another body,” she commented absently. There was an emptiness to her tone. A detachment that showed in the distant fogginess of her gaze. “It’s never gonna end, is it, Doc?”

✉  @welleft​.  sent a screaming meemie ... ❛ the sun will rise and we will try again. ❜

           He knew how hard it was to battle something so much larger than yourself, he has watched someone else he cared about do it. Hell, even he dealt with his own struggles. Maybe he was trying to throw a little sugar on the bitter truth, but it was better than letting her spiral into the darkness alone, that would just make it all the worse. “Fightin’ for the greater good is a tough job, not everyone is made for it.” Doc settled a glass in front of her and poured it half full of his own whiskey. “You’re doin’ the best ya can, which is more than most.” He filled a glass for himself with the same amount, lifting it to her as a recognition of her efforts. “Ya need to know you’re not alone in this either.”

[welleft]

Watching season 2 again, & that joke where they make fun of Dom’s English accent makes sense to me now. They think they’re funny, & they are. Once I finish my drafts here I’m going to work on my Waverly blog. Adorable little thing.

[welleft]

✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way from dolls, give me soft almost boyfriends stuff

           His hands were busy with cutting up various things to put into the stew currently on the stove, something he was trying to make while Wynonna was laying in bed getting some needed rest. Doc was humming softly a tune from back in the day when he felt hands on his hips. Thankfully he was relaxed, otherwise, the unexpected touch would have spooked him, but as it was, he simply peeked over his shoulder at the man those hands were attached to. A faint smile curled across his lips as he allowed himself to be moved out of the way.

           It wasn’t a large step in their relationship, but it was one that he knew was a big one for Dolls. Instead of pointing it out and making the other man feel awkward about it, he left the moment pass, simply moving the cutting board to his new position. “I think the rolls in the oven are close ta done if ya don’t mind pulling them out so they don’t burn.”

[welleft]

★ - drag my muse by the arm

           Cigarillo hanging from his lips as he strolled lazily towards the saloon, soon dropped from his mouth as he felt himself yanked off into the alley. On instinct, a hand rose to the knife at his hip, bringing it up to strike if need be. When he saw who it was, Doc let the knife fall to his side again, knuckles white with tension from the surprise. “Ya know, there is a far better way ta get my attention than pullin’ me off like that.” Shoving his hat upward, his blue eyes searched the woman’s features for any clues as to her intentions. “What’s wrong, love?”

[welleft]

Alright, I’m in my drafts. Wish me luck. I also might tag a few of you in some random starters. I see some of you lovely people, & I have some possibilities for plots. I got Immortal Doc, Human Doc ( modern & old west ), & Vampire Doc. Many options to pick from.

[litprompts]

             𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘.

you’re amazing. your writing is wonderful. you’re doing your best. it’s okay to put yourself first. you’re doing a great job. you are loved.

[alldaddyarchive]

FIND A WRITING PARTNER WHO LOVES YOUR CHARACTER AS MUCH AS YOU DO.

[welleft]

It’s 3am & I have places to go tomorrow, as far as I know. So I should get some sleep. I’ll get to my pile of sinful replies to @technopagaan later, & all the rest of my drafts. Including more than a few trick-or-treat things for some of you. Until then, goodnight & take care.

[welleft]

@nahenama​ throwing doc over their shoulder for the damn entertainment of it.

           As he feels arms wrap around his middle, Doc opens his eyes with mild panic, one of his hands attempting to grasp at anything to give him some kind of control over the situation. However, there was none to be had. Without as much effort as he would have thought, the shorter of the pair had plucked him up like a child, tossing him over a shoulder with far too much ease. A low and horse yelp exited his mouth before he started rambling. “What in tarnation are you doin’ -- put me down this instant!” The command in his tone was rather lacking, what with how it cracked from the sheer queerness of the situation.

           The sight in itself was hilarious, what with his six-foot frame now drapped over a much smaller one. His boots could almost reach the ground, and his arms might have been just as close, save for the fact that he was clutching at his hat so that it wouldn’t fall from atop his head.

[welleft]

Hold on, I also mess up memes. Those things always confuse me. Now I have to write the correct reply to that ask, sorry @nahenama I’m an idiot.

[welleft]

Would you look at that, sometimes I write words ( & typos ).