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thelastspeecher · 3 years

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Eggs and Pollywogs

This is the final ficlet I’ll be posting for my Nixie AU. Not because I won’t write anything else for it or anything like that, but because I’m going to be focusing my writing attention for the Nixie AU into making a multichap! I’m hoping to finish a couple of my WIPs before I start posting the Nixie AU multichap (which I’m titling “Amphibious Tendencies”), so it might be a little while. But I’m excited to clean up and expand my lil ficlets and make it into a multichap.

But I was already working on this ficlet, and since the last one ended on a bit of a cliffhanger, I finished this up so that y’all could have some Quality Egg Content. Enjoy.

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Water splashed Stan’s face. He sat up, spluttering.

“Good. Yer with us,” Fiddleford said flatly. Stan wiped the water out of his eyes. “Yer lil faintin’ spell made Angie cry.”

“Fidds, that’s a lie!” Angie protested.

“You cried.”

“I have a lot of emotions right now,” Angie argued. Stan got to his feet. Angie reached for his hand. She brushed her thumb across his fingers. “You all right, darlin’?”

“Yeah, I think- I think I am.” Stan rubbed the back of his neck. He swallowed. “So, uh, the egg in the jar, it’s-”

“Your offspring, yes,” Ford said. At some point while Stan was passed out, Ford had obtained the jar and was looking intently at the egg floating within it. “Hmm. I wonder if all nixie eggs are this cherry blossom color.”

“Cherry blossom? Ford, it’s fucking pink,” Stan said.

“I was specifying the shade of pink.”

“Whatever.” Stan turned his attention back to Angie. “Did you- did you lay it or something?” Angie nodded. “That had to have sucked.” Angie laughed softly.

“It most certainly did. I wouldn’t have disappeared fer so long fer no reason.”

“I suspect that it should hatch in a handful of months,” Ford interjected. “Shorter than the regular human gestation of nine months, but longer than the regular frog gestation of a month or two at most.” Angie rolled her eyes.

“I know how long it takes frog eggs to hatch, Stanford. I’ve got a doctorate in herpetology.”

“Thank god,” Stan muttered. “We’re gonna need your expert smarts when the kid hatches.” He grimaced. “My kid’s gonna hatch from an egg.”

“I’m sorry,” Angie said quietly.

“Why?”

“Yer kid’s goin’ to hatch from an egg ‘cause I’m the mother.”

“You being the mom is a good thing, Ang. I’m glad I’m having a kid with you,” Stan said. Angie smiled.

“Did you lay any others?” Ford asked. Angie sighed.

“No. Just the one.”

“Odd. Water sprites like nixies tend to spawn. Maybe you only laid one because it has a human for a father. Or maybe because you aren’t a full-blooded nixie.”

“Spawn,” Stan croaked, his voice cracking.

“Okay, that’s it.” Angie took the jar from Ford.

“Hey! I was examining that!”

“‘That’ happens to be my child,” Angie snarled. “You can examine my baby when I say it’s okay. And right now, my child, my boyfriend, and I are goin’ to find somewhere private. It’s darn difficult to have a serious conversation about us bein’ parents with ya interruptin’ every minute.”

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Stan and Angie walked down the dock. It was the middle of the day, so they weren’t alone at the lake, but they had decided it was still a better place to talk than the house. They sat down at the end of the dock, their legs dangling over the edge.

“Can I, uh, can I see the egg?” Stan asked quietly. Angie handed over the jar. Stan removed the lid to look more closely at his unborn child.

Not really unborn. She’s gonna hatch, so, unhatched, I guess.

“Are you all right?” Angie asked, just as quiet as Stan. Stan nodded.

“Yeah. I’m just, uh, trying to, y’know, come to terms with this. I didn’t even know if I’d be able to have kids with you, since you’re a frog,” he said. Angie chuckled softly. “And now…now I’m gonna have a daughter.”

“Wait. Daughter?” Angie asked.

“The egg’s pink. It’s gonna be a girl,” Stan said, matter-of-fact. Angie stared at him. “You’ve heard of pink going with girls and blue going with boys before, right?”

“I- yes, but I highly doubt that’ll translate in this way,” Angie said.

“I’ve got a feeling about it.”

“Hmm.”

“My gut feelings are never wrong, Ang,” Stan said firmly. “We’re gonna have a little girl.”

“Well, there is a 50% chance yer right,” Angie said after a moment. She reached for Stan’s hand and laced her fingers with his. “Do ya have any idea what names ya like?”

“Molly,” Stan said immediately. Angie quirked a small smile.

“Ya had that one locked and loaded.”

“I’ve wanted to be a dad since I was a teenager. I’ve thought about what I wanna name my kids,” Stan said with a shrug. Angie’s smile broadened.

“I like Molly, too. And if the lil one turns out to be a boy…”

“It’s a girl.”

“Ya don’t want to hear what I think we should name our son?” Angie asked.

“I mean, it’s not necessary, but go for it.”

“I was thinkin’ we could name him after you. Stan Junior.”

“I- you- you wanna name your kid after me?” Stan croaked. Angie leaned against him.

“Our kid, darlin’. Not mine. Ours. Why wouldn’t he be named after his father?” she said tenderly. Tears sprang to Stan’s eyes. He brushed them away roughly.

“Yeah,” he choked out. “Yeah, that sounds- that sounds good.” Angie stroked Stan’s cheek. “I don’t think we should still be living with Fidds and Ford when the kid hatches.”

“I reckon yer right ‘bout that.” Angie’s eyes widened. “Oh! So, durin’ my time explorin’ the lake, I stumbled across somethin’ incredible.”

“What?”

“There’s some nice-lookin’ caves behind the falls. There’s plenty of room fer a full fam’ly to live there. And there’s even some natural pools of water fer eggs or nixies to sleep in.”

“Huh.” Stan thought on that for a moment. “We wouldn’t have to pay rent.”

“Nope.” Angie rubbed the back of her neck. “I don’t know if it’s a good long-term solution, but I think it’s definitely a decent one fer right now.”

“Yeah, and it’s better than living with our brothers…” Stan grinned at Angie. “I think that we can live in a cave like frogs.”

Angie beamed.

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Stan watched anxiously as Ford removed the egg from its jar to examine it. Every instinct he had was screaming to rip the egg out of Ford’s hands. Ford gently set the egg into a bowl of water.

“She’s getting very large,” Ford commented. Angie rolled her eyes.

“Really? You, too?”

“The egg is the color associated with femininity.”

“Assignin’ pink ‘n blue to gender is a human construct, Stanford,” Angie said shortly. She, Stan, and Ford were in the basement lab at the house, where Ford and Angie were making their regular observations tracking the egg’s development. Angie was the one who suggested that Ford track the egg’s development with her, an opportunity he jumped at.

“I suppose we’ll find out when she hatches.” Ford carefully turned the egg over. Stan winced. “You’ll need a larger jar to transport her soon.” Angie sighed.

“Here’s the thing. I can’t find any bigger jars. I think that this is the last time I’ll be able to bring the egg over. From now on, it’ll have to stay in the cave pool.”

“Nope!” a voice said. Everyone looked over. Fiddleford had arrived, carrying something. He strode over to Angie. “I whipped somethin’ up fer ya.” He handed the item to Angie. She looked it over doubtfully.

“Uh, a tote bag?” Angie asked. Fiddleford chuckled.

“That’s just one of its uses. It’s multi-functional, o’ course.”

“Of course,” Stan muttered. Fiddleford ignored him.

“Think of it as a portable version of the tank I made fer ya. When ya zip up the top, it’ll keep water in perfectly, without any spillin’. Ya can carry it over yer shoulder, on yer back, or even on yer front.” Angie looked up curiously. Fiddleford beamed. “That’s the best part, I think. If ya wear it on yer front and tuck it under yer clothes, it’ll give the impression yer expectin’.”

“That’s actually a great idea,” Stan said. “Angie and I have been getting a bit worried about people noticing we have a kid when she was never pregnant.” He waved a hand. “Sure, adoption exists, but there’s no way the kid won’t have either my nose or Angie’s. She’s gonna look like us.”

“Thank you, Fidds,” Angie said. She smiled. “This really is great.” Fiddleford’s smile broadened further.

“Speaking of which traits your daughter is going to get…” Ford said slowly. Fiddleford frowned.

“What makes ya think the pollywog’s goin’ to be a girl?” he asked. Angie sighed.

“Stan and Ford are stuck on the egg bein’ pink.”

“Stanford, that don’t mean jack.”

“In my professional opinion-” Ford started, his voice rising.

“What were ya goin’ to say about traits?” Angie interrupted.

“I- ahem.” Ford cleared his throat. “I wonder which traits from which forms will pass down.” Angie frowned thoughtfully.

“Elaborate.”

“In your native form, you are blonde, like Fiddleford,” Ford said, gesturing to Angie’s caramel-colored hair. Stan rolled his eyes.

“The guy who said my kid’s egg is ‘cherry blossom’ thinks Angie and Fiddleford have the same hair color,” he muttered. Ford blinked.

“They’re both blonde.”

“Yeah, but in different ways.”

“Stanford, ignore him,” Fiddleford said. “Finish yer thought, please.”

“Right. As I was saying, Angie, you are blonde when in human form, but as a nixie, you have black hair. I’m curious as to whether your daughter will have black hair or blonde hair as a human.”

“Or brown hair,” Angie said. Ford frowned.

“Why would she have brown hair?” he asked. Stan cupped his hands around his mouth.

“Dumbass, I’m the kid’s dad!” he shouted.

“Ah. Yes. Fair point.” Ford looked at Stan with some concern. “Are you all right?”

“No, my genius brother is an idiot,” Stan retorted, crossing his arms.

“Not-” Ford huffed. “Your voice sounds…off. Do you have a frog in your throat?”

“That’s racist,” Angie mumbled.

“I mean, I don’t have a frog in my throat right now,” Stan said. Fiddleford and Angie turned beet red. After a moment, Ford flushed as well. Stan snickered. “Nah, I think that I’m just getting used to living behind the waterfall.”

“Why would that alter your voice?” Ford asked. Stan shrugged.

“I mean, I haven’t been able to fully dry off since we moved there. Don’t you get sick if you stay wet?”

“Not necessarily,” Ford said.

“He’s fine,” Angie said. “Can we please finish lookin’ at the egg? I’m eager to try this here bag Fidds made.”

“Yes, of course.” Ford and Angie turned their attention back to the egg. Fiddleford joined them as well. Stan leaned against the wall, deciding to observe from a distance. He uncrossed an arm to scratch his neck, unaware of the thin slime that briefly oozed from the itch.

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“Stan!” Stan looked up from his attempts to shave, using one of the cave pools as a mirror. Angie beamed broadly at him. “C’mere!” Stan wiped his face clean, got up, and joined Angie at the pool she had designated for the egg. “Look!” She pointed at the egg.

“Uh, what am I looking at?” Stan asked.

“The lil pollywog is swimmin’ in the egg!” Angie gushed. Stan sat down and leaned in to look closely at the egg. His eyes widened. Sure enough, the dark speck inside the egg was moving. “I reckon it’s a bit like when someone pregnant first feels their baby kickin’.”

“Yeah.”

“I’d say that we’ve only got a couple months ‘fore the lil one hatches.”

“Wow, that soon?”

“Yep.”

“Damn.” Stan smiled as he watched the tadpole swimming around inside its egg. “Holy Moses, I’m gonna be a dad soon,” he said quietly. His eyes widened. “I’m gonna be a dad, but I’m not married.”

“Oh,” Angie said, sounding surprised. “That’s right. We ain’t married.”

“We should probably do that at some point,” Stan said. Angie laughed softly. “What?”

“I’m just imaginin’ my fam’ly gettin’ invitations to a wedding where they haven’t even heard of the groom ‘fore.”

“Wait.”

“Oh. Oh no.” Stan and Angie stared at each other. “I never told my fam’ly ‘bout ya.”

“We’ve been dating for months! We’re gonna be parents soon!”

“I- well-” Angie spluttered. “Have you told yer fam’ly ‘bout me?” she shot back.

“Touché. But you talk to your family a lot more than I talk to mine.”

“Yeah.” Angie rubbed the back of her neck nervously. “There’s just- a lot has happened very quickly. We first met a lil over a year ago, ‘member?”

“That was only a year ago?”

“A bit more,” Angie corrected.

“Still.” Stan looked back at the egg. “Damn. We moved fast.”

“Apparently.” Angie groaned, kneading her forehead. “Oh, Lord. They’re all goin’ to blow their gaskets.”

“Especially when you mention the kid,” Stan pointed out. Angie groaned louder. “I wonder how easily we’ll be able to get the kid to look human…” After a moment, Angie nodded.

“Good point. Maybe we wait to mention we have a child until that child can hide its gills.”

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Stan scowled as he watched Lute stare at the egg. Angie had called her family to let them know she had a serious boyfriend about a month ago. Earlier that week, her older brother, Lute, had showed up determined to find out Stan’s “intentions” with his younger sister. Before Stan knew what was happening, Lute had discovered Angie was a nixie, as well as the existence of the egg.

And now, he’s in my home, gaping at my unhatched kid like it’s the star freak in a sideshow. Stan cleared his throat.

“All right, are you satisfied?” he asked tartly. Lute nodded, still staring at the egg. “Great. Now-”

“Is it s’pposed to be movin’?” Lute interrupted. Everyone looked over at the egg. Sure enough, it was rocking back and forth in the small pool. Stan looked at Angie. Her eyes were wide. She quickly got into the pool with the egg.

“Are you all right, honey?” she asked quietly, stroking the egg. The egg rocked more violently as the tadpole pushed against the membrane. Then, before their eyes, a tear formed. “Oh my- oh my goodness.” The tadpole slid out of the egg, into the water. Stan fell to his knees by the side of the pool.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. Ford, Fiddleford, and Lute knelt as well.

“I think we just watched our new niece or nephew get born,” Ford commented. The freshly hatched tadpole, the size of a human newborn, was swimming happily around the pool. Unlike Angie, whose nixie skin was green, the tadpole had mottled brown skin, and, like a regular tadpole, had a tail instead of legs. “Angie, is your child male or female?”

“I, uh, I’m not sure,” Angie said after a moment. She caught the tadpole with her arms, hugging it close. “Determining sex of amphibians isn’t easy to do.” Stan sat down and dangled his legs in the pool.

“C’mere, Ang.” Angie came over, still holding the tadpole. Stan looked down at his child, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. Most of the tadpole’s features in nixie form were very similar to Angie’s. There were a couple differences, namely that the tadpole’s nose looked like Angie’s human one, not her nixie one. The only other difference aside from skin color, was the tadpole’s eye color. Brown, not blue. Stan smiled.

The kid’s got my eyes.

“Hey, kiddo,” Stan said quietly. The tadpole looked up at him curiously. “I might be a human, but I’m still your dad, got it?” The tadpole blinked. “Good work, babe. The kid’s just as gorgeous as you are.” Angie chuckled softly. Stan leaned over and kissed her. The moment his lips touched Angie’s, a strange prickling sensation spread across Stan’s skin.

“What in the-” Lute muttered. Ford swore softly. Stan broke off the kiss to look at their audience.

“What, you’ve never seen a guy kiss his gal?” he demanded. His eyes widened at the suddenly much lower pitch to his voice, as well as the change in tone. Fiddleford and Lute’s jaws dropped.

“Ya don’t sound like a smoker no more,” Lute said after a moment. He gestured to Stan. “Maybe it has somethin’ to do with whatever just happened to yer skin.”

“My skin?” Stan looked down at his hands. His jaw dropped. His skin was soft and slimy like Angie’s, mottled brown like their tadpole’s. “Uh…”

“I warned you, Stanley,” Ford said. Stan looked up at his twin. To his surprise, Ford looked more amused than upset. “I warned you that if you continued to interact with Angie in nixie form, you would become a magical creature yourself.”

“That’s what just happened?” Lute asked. “But he don’t look anything like Angie or the, uh, the pollywog! His skin and voice changed, that’s all.”

“Okay, I need to get a good look at myself,” Stan muttered. Angie scooted away so that Stan could use the pool to look at his reflection. Stan leaned over, staring at the water. Like Lute had said, his features had remained the same, though his skin was now of the same texture as Angie and the tadpole. His face and the front of his body were a pale brown, with dark brown mottling around his sides. “I look like the missing link between myself and Angie.” Angie snickered softly.

“This is just an intermediate stage,” Ford said. “I have no doubts that you’ll soon complete your transformation into a nixie.”

“Huh.” Stan looked up at Angie. “Guess you don’t get to hog all the fresh bait now.”

“Pardon?” Lute asked. Stan looked over his shoulder.

“You’re still here?” he drawled. Lute scowled.

“Stan’s got a point,” Angie said. “Would the three of you mind leaving us alone for some quality time with our little pollywog?” Ford, Fiddleford, and Lute got up.

“Ya best bring that lil one of ya over first thing tomorrow, okay?” Fiddleford instructed. Stan waved a hand airily, noting absently that thin webbing stretched between his otherwise unchanged fingers.

“Yeah, yeah. Now, beat it.” Their brothers left. Stan looked at Angie. He winked. “Hey, babe.” Angie giggled. Stan removed his clothes and slid into the pool with Angie. Angie, still holding the tadpole, scooted over to be next to Stan.

“Given your color and the little one’s color, I wonder if our kidlet might be a boy,” Angie said, stroking the tadpole.

“Are you sure?”

“No. But it’s our best lead. So until we have some other piece of evidence, should we call the kidlet our son?” Angie asked. Stan grinned.

“I’ve always wanted a son, so, I’m down for it.”

“Hmm, or maybe you’re just happy because the name we came up with for a boy was Stan Junior,” Angie teased. She kissed his cheek. Stan felt another strange tingling, but this time, concentrated around his hands and feet. He looked down at his hands. They were now large and webbed like Angie’s. “Whoops.”

“Eh. I’m gonna turn all nixie at some point,” Stan said with a shrug. He looped an arm around Angie’s shoulders. She leaned against him. Stan stroked his son’s bald head. “Junior, I’m glad you’re here,” he said quietly. Angie smiled.

“So am I.”

#I'm sooooooo excited to turn this into a multichap y'all have no idea #but I'm going to finish at least one WIP before then. maybe two. we'll see. I've got some irons in the fire at the moment #(btw yes. Stan does pass out after he sees the egg that is his kid lmao)#Nixie AU #Stanley Pines #Stanford Pines #Fiddleford McGucket #Angie McGucket #Stangie #ficlet #my writing #my stuff #speecher speaks #(btw the things that are mentioned to have occurred but don't actually appear in the ficlet?#I'll be writing those things and scenes out for the multichap #just in case anyone was wondering why there are a few more summaries than I usually do in my writes)

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tiredcowpoke · 4 years

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TITLE: Some Dime Novel Fate PAIRING: Arthur Morgan/Reader REQUEST: Anon sent: “Your writing is really good! If you can, once you’re feeling alright, could you write an arthur x reader where the reader comes back from a job badly injured and Arthur flips while Grimshaw takes care of her/them? ♥️” WARNINGS: Gore, injury. NOTE: Hey, long time no write. However, I got an injury that’s going to leave me laying around a bit, so it gave me enough reason to complete this. Thank you for sending this in, anon! I hope I followed it close enough to your liking. I also kept things gender neutral since it kind of turned out that way, plus I wanted to write another one for a gn!reader for a while now.

“I’m just thinkin’ this job ain’t a good idea, doesn’t sound like it’s thought out.”

“It doesn’t sound too bad to me.”

“I just gotta bad feeling ‘bout it…”

“You wanna give me a little trust here, Arthur?”

Your knees hit the ground, the pain that ripped through your side causing you to curl in on yourself a little.

It was strange, some parts of you felt numb while others were throbbing with sharp pain. Still, finally, you were where you needed to be. If it was early morning or early evening, you couldn’t really tell, some heavy fog lingering around the path into camp.

You knew you were a sight to see, your clothes stained with dirt and, more concerning, a deep red on the left side of your shirt, drying to your skin where your blood stained fingers touched. That job was terrible, and if you weren’t so exhausted, you might have felt even a little angry about the fact that one of the times you challenged Arthur, he turned out to be right. It had just been some sort of stage, the amount of guards suggested to you not really making you as nervous as you should have been.

Splitting off might have been a mistake, too, considering you had to take matters into your own hands, even when a bullet had ripped into your side and the dead weight of your horse nearly pinned you to the ground. It hadn’t happened too far from camp, thankfully, though the walk back felt like it took forever with your wounds. You had been waiting for the point where your legs gave out, though you were grateful that it wasn’t too far from where you could get help.

With a grunt, you gathered yourself to a stand again, pressing your hand against your injured side as you tried to ignore the world swaying lightly around you. Though, thankfully, you didn’t have to walk too far before you heard a familiar voice.

“Who is that?”

Karen.

“It’s me,” you said, stepping forward as you could see her stepping out from beside a rock. “I’m not...doing too good.”

“Christ…” she replied, lowering her weapon as she stepped toward you, “We was startin’ to get worried. C’mon.”

You accepted her help by pulling your arm over her shoulder, leaning your good side against her own somewhat as you let her help you walk further into camp. The pain was really starting to kick in as a familiar place took the focus away from just moving, each step pulling a sharp pain from the bullet wound. You knew Karen was talking, saying something to you, but it was a little hard to focus.

“Grimshaw! Anybody? Need some help over here,” she called once you could see the tents and wagons.

Thankfully, it didn’t take too long before the woman in question seemed to approach you both, much on time as you could feel your body starting to beg you to rest. It was a bad idea, considering your blood stained hand still pressed tightly to your side, dripping into fabric still damp with blood, and most of your weight resting against Karen’s side.

“What the hell happened?”

“I dunno,” Karen replied, helping you find your feet again a bit, “Just came in here, covered in blood.”

“Job went bad…” you started, letting out a heavy breath, “Got shot. It ripped into my side, don’t know if it’s still in there.”

“Well, c’mon,” Grimshaw said, shifting around to your other side. You let out a short yell at the feeling of her pulling your free arm over her shoulder, stretching your side and blossoming a sharp pain. However it seemed like your cries fell on deaf ears in the moment.

“Abigail, we’re going to use your tent,” she continued, seeming to be talking to people around you, but you were focused on keeping your legs moving along with Karen and Susan. “I need somethin’ to treat a gunshot wound and the space and privacy to do it. Oh, and someone please tell Mr. Morgan before he takes off on his own after nothin’.”

The tent offered some small shade from the sun as you were led into it, a small sigh escaping you as you were sat down on the cot in there. It was hard to focus on much, exhaustion ebbing into your bones very quickly now that everything and everybody was familiar to you, much as Susan’s voice was rather stern and urgent. You needed to stay awake for a while longer, if only to make sure she wasn’t working on you while you were passed out and bleeding onto the Marston’s cot.

Maybe if only to see Arthur so you could tell him you should have listened to him.

Thankfully, however, it wasn’t long before Susan was back in the tent in front of you as she worked on removing your shirt enough to get access to the wound. You took in a deep breath, clenching your teeth as she prodded around a moment before she spoke up.

“Well, there’s a wound back here too,” she muttered, “Means nothin’s still in there. I’ll just close them up and hope that’s all you need.”

“...Is Sean okay?” you asked as you reached down a hand to hold the side of your shirt up as Susan worked on getting the sutures ready.

“Oh, that fool is just fine. You’re the only one hurt here.”

That was a bit of a relief at least.

You had split up on the job, hoping to separate and lose those who were pursuing you. However, it seemed like you were the one who got the sharpshooter of the bunch. You could remember the sound and the fire that had ripped into your abdomen at the impact of the bullet, trying to ignore it in favor of continuing to ride on, but the second bullet had your horse falling out from under you.

You hated to think about it--and you didn’t have to.

Fresh pain broke into your thoughts as you felt Grimshaw starting to close up one of the wounds. You let out a low sound, almost a smothered shout held back by your teeth as you tightened your jaw and focused on the tent flaps in front of you. You could feel each one--one, two, three, four…

“This got you any more to the left and this would be beyond any help of mine,” she commented as she finished with the entry wound, “I know you all really do think of me as some doctor, but…”

“Y-You do what you can,” you replied, shifting to turn around so she could start closing up the one on your back.

“Well, least you’re coherent…” she said, making you clench your teeth again at the feeling of the starts of another suture.

“It’s getting hard to be,” you replied--though, the pain was helping in chase off the sleepy feelings but you knew they would be back once she had you bandaged.

“We’re almost done,” she commented, “Though, I would try to hold out a bit so Arthur can see you’re okay. I think he had half the mind to strangle Mr. McGuire in camp when he said you had split up and it had been a couple hours since he’d last seen you…”

“I’m probably going to get some sort of talk too,” you said, trying to keep your voice even as she continued to close your remaining wound, “He’d warned me about the whole thing.”

“Probably should have listened to him…” Susan commented, almost as an aside to herself but it was hard to miss.

You didn’t say anything in reply to that, allowing her to finish up before she was wrapping a bandage around your torso. The treating of it, finally, brought some comfort. It didn’t remove the pain of it, but it was enough to have you relax some as you pulled your shirt back down. Grimshaw got up, muttering something about washing her hands, though it seemed as she was leaving, someone had been walking steadily toward the tent.

Letting out a sigh, you shifted to sit further back on the cot, not wanting to risk laying down at the moment. Your gaze lifted as a familiar face appeared at the tent flaps, the sight of Arthur filling you with a relief you weren’t aware you had been waiting for.

Meant the whole thing was over, or you were out of danger at least.

“Christ…” he muttered, stepping into the tent as you offered him a small grin that didn’t quite touch your eyes. “Scared the hell outta me, darlin’.”

“I know. Grimshaw was pretty quick to send someone to find you before you left on some goose chase…” you replied, gingerly wrapping your arm around your torso somewhat, “Sorry about that.”

“You’re not the one who got away unharmed, runnin’ his way back into camp with his tail between his legs,” Arthur said, shaking his head.

“It’s not Sean’s fault, I was the one who wanted to split up.”

“Then you’re both fools.”

“Yeah, probably,” you replied with a small sigh, fighting back a grimace at the sharp throbbing near your wounds--probably would be bruised to hell in a bit, too. “My horse is gone, too. Nearly got pinned under him and...well, that’s why it took so long to get back here.”

Despite the initial confrontational tone, it was hard to miss the shift in his demeanor as he let out a small sigh through his nose.

“Sorry,” he said, “‘Bout your horse and everythin’ else.”

“...I should have trusted your judgement,” you replied, dropping your gaze somewhat. “Might’ve…”

“I can be wrong,” he stated around a small huff, “Often am. Can’t do nothin’ ‘bout it now, just...you’re alive, that’s all that matters.”

“...Come here,” you said after a moment, gesturing toward yourself lightly with a hand.

You were used to seeing some hesitation from Arthur, and weren’t exactly surprised to see it now. Still, eventually he stepped a little closer toward the cot, holding your hand up somewhat until he caught your meaning as he bent down far enough for you to press a quick kiss to his mouth. It was one you held for a few moments, exhaustion sitting heavily in your actions much as you knew the pain would make for an uncomfortable sleep.

“I’m sorry for scaring you, alright?” you said after you broke away from the kiss, dropping your hand to his shoulder for a moment as he pulled back, “I’ll be more careful.”

Arthur gave a small sound of acceptance from in his chest, stepping back to allow you to try to get comfortable. You weren’t sure if you were staying in the Marston’s tent for the night, but it didn’t seem like anybody was in too much of a rush to get you out.

“Get some rest,” Arthur muttered, the ghost of a grin touching his face, “Knowin’ you, you’re gonna hate bein’ bed ridden tomorrow but ya need it.”

“...Just don’t kill Sean,” you said after a moment, “Tonight, at least. I’m sure he feels plenty guilty about it.”

“No promises.”

#my writing.#arthur morgan x reader

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askmyboys · 3 years

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I’d call these more, my own interpretations instead of just OCs

I’ll tell you how this happened tho, i was literally just comin back from a l o n g ass road trip listenin to the musical and my tired lil brain started thinkin bout these boys and i was like ...what if i just,, made my o w n versions of em? What if I just,, and then boom, out popped well, this-

| Names: Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde

| Nicknames: Jekyll doesn’t much care for nicknames but Hyde calls him Jek, Hen or Hen-Hen, or Henny which he REALLY hates. For the other, it’s either Ed or just simply Hyde ...Jekyll has given him many ‘nicknames’ mostly they are hateful ones tbh.

| Genders: Henry goes by he/him and Hyde goes by he/him and it/its

| Ages: Unknown but they are both adults

| Heights: Jekyll is 5’7” and Hyde is like 6’6” for sure (even tho they inhabit the same body, fuck it, im makin the rules ..andchangingthemfromtheogthing but i say height changes when Hyde’s in control)

| Species/Races: Henry’s a human ofc and Hyde? Honestly, idk what this thing is, all i can tell you is he’s stinky

| Eye Colors: Jekyll’s eyes are a Baby Blue color and Hyde’s eyes are Blood Red (ooh e d g y man)

| Hair Colors: Jekyll’s hair is honestly a messy curly undercut and the color of it is a dark brown and he has gray on the sides meanwhile Hyde’s hair is Black and in a spiked quiff style and he also has gray on the sides

| Skin Colors/Body Types: Jek’s a BIT pale but Hyde’s a much more- his skin is definitely more so a Whitish Gray kinda color so it’s definitely more noticeable than Jek’s skin if you look close enough at that (things do have to change when a certain one is in control of the body, can’t be EXACTLY the same or else it might give away that their the same person hehe) and their body types don’t really change- Jek’s body type is skinny (nothing TOO bad ofc, just a tad bit) if Hyde had his own body he’d definitely be a more average kinda bulkier build.

| Appearances: Okay first things first- they both have circle beards EXCEPT Hyde’s is a LOT more scruffier (he also has thicker sideburns btw!) and a BIT more grown out than Jek’s which is trimmed a bit more and groomed perfectly.

Jekyll usually has the typical lab coat on and a baby blue turtleneck underneath it, he also has blue pants that he wears with it as well and some oxford shoes that match the outfit, he also wears circle glasses as well (they help him see a lot better p much whereas when Hyde’s in control he doesn't really need em actually) Henry has a GOOD amount of scars all over his body, whether it be by accident, inflicted on purpose, or something more… It’s partially why he keeps his turtleneck on mostly and the lab coat helps as well- he’s ashamed of the scars and he tries to hide them especially so no one will worry about him, also for some more minor details- he wears a black watch on his wrist as well (he has no piercings or nothin like that) that’s p much it for Jek tbh, his features are p much 100% human so uh yeye

Now onto Hyde’s outfit- And yes, keep in mind- he’s still kinda,, an entity or whatever the fuck he is inside Henry’s body essentially but he DOES change his clothes when going out- his main one for going out is usually a black cloak he wears around himself (the outfit underneath is a black suit vest with a long dark red tie (his shirt underneath the suit vest is a dark red long sleeved shirt), he also wears black pants, and dark red oxford shoes, and of course he’s got a black top hat on (the band on it is red, definitely keeping a black n red themed appearance here aint he?) (his other outfits, hm I can leave up to the imagination tbh this is just for when he’s travelling around and so other people don’t spot him nearly as easily, especially when it’s n i g h t t i m e…) he’ll wear whatever the fuck he wants, and it doesn’t have to be fancy in the s l i g h t e s t- he has a variety of options.

He also has pointed ears, razor sharp teeth (got them bear trap teeth but not only that, he’s got a lot more s e c r e t teefs than that ;) he’s a lot more monstrous on the inside than the outside i’ll say that much, Jek’s n Hyde’s anatomy does change and transform depending on who gains control ...honestly it probs hurt to have your body transform and shift like that ouchie) he also has multiple tongues, he has claws that he painted black and red for the a e s t h e t i c s ya know- and hell at this point he might as well have tentacles ...He might- but I mean if you really wanna know, fuck around and find out for yourself and fuck it- he also has a dark red devil style tail since he wanna act like fuckin Satan himself smh

...I made him a lot more monstrous than originally planned but eh its fitting- bc this is Jek’s body even with a LOT of changes in these regards, he’s got the same scars n such as that, he also wears black and red spiral gauges in his ears (I should also say, he can technically hide these features to make himself appear more human, i didnt originally intend on giving him any actual monstrous features except maybe sharp teeth, claws, n the pointed ears but here we are, he still gotta not arouse suspicion around him too much tho) also his eyes have dark circles around them, not because he’s a tired man he’s just a fucking- hellish bastard who loves to look intimidating.

| Personalities: Let’s uhh start off with Jekyll because he’s better and nicer and not nasty and gross n smelly looking- He’s kind, sweet, compassionate, caring, honestly wouldn’t hurt a fly himself- could never willingly hurt someone! A sweet babey man! He’s very intelligent- I mean,, he IS a Doctor after all, he takes pride in his work but it’s not that overbearing narcissistic type pride, he’s just proud of the breakthroughs he’s made ...Granted, there is one “breakthrough” he wished he could take back .. -glancing slowly at Hyde in the reflection of the mirror- ahem- but he’s always been pretty outgoing but a lot has changed since, that abomination came into his life, sure he still tries his best to be a good person, he tries his very damnedest to find some sorta way to separate or better yet a way to destroy this evil vile beast that plagues his and everyone else’s lives! He’d rather destroy Hyde than separate from him because even then, it's still back to square one only with worse damage since he’d be of his own free will now.

He shuts himself away in his Lab a LOT, as much as he can anyways to avoid going out and risking something more happening to anyone else, of course…

There is no avoiding the outside world forever, he needs things to eat and drink, he needs things to keep his body functioning and not to mention not going outside could drive him, well, more insane than he already feels he is- He just tries to be as quick as he can about it before the other takes control or tries to, Jek definitely has a lotta anxieties and fears, and ya know at this point I mean,, hell- the man’s got trauma- Sometimes he wonders if any of this is actually real, if he had just gone insane and was just imagining all this, sometimes his head hurt because of all the thoughts and potential scenarios along with their outcomes plagued his mind, he feels a lot of things he never thought he’d feel towards anyone, he feels anger and hatred toward Hyde but in a way aside from feeling so negatively toward the other, he can’t help but admire the way Hyde wishes to just simply l i v e, and even before this beast became apart of him… He was always anxious deep down and almost scared to take that jump when needed.

But Hyde? Hyde doesn’t seem to even c a r e! That thing lives it’s life without any care whatsoever, he doesn’t have any anxieties or fears at all it seems! In a way, Henry might even be a lil envious toward the other’s carefree attitude and that he’s free of anxieties and fears ...H-He still doesn’t want the other around, he still wishes to destroy Hyde of course, even with the envy and maybe a slight bit of admiration he has his morals and principals, and if Hyde continues to exist or w o r s e gets his own body it could prove v e r y perilous.

Now onto… Eugh, Hyde- The bastard man himself- He’s stinky- an evil bastard who really needs just a good punch in the face (god don't do it yourself tho, he’ll probs eat ur entire arm) Hyde’s absolutely disgusting, will do ANYTHING to get what he desires, he can be narcissistic in some regards, VERY prideful and greedy in many ways, he isn’t above committing murder like really, was he EVER above it? If he wanted, he’d literally murder you not even for a bag of corn chips but literally just one, psh- selling you to satan for one? Bah that’s amateur’s work! He’s somehow a minor inconvenience who can commit REALLY nasty and horrible atrocities at the same time if he feels like it, if he finds out something annoys you or REALLY pisses you off he’s going to keep doing it, he will literally try driving you insane just for the fun of it, really at this point it doesn’t seem like he HAS much of a goal but to just l i v e and cause chaos, destruction, and mayhem wherever he goes, he despises Jekyll in many ways, one being for trying to destroy him first and foremost but also Henny is just s o fucking weak, such a weak man with far too many anxieties, fears, etc- He’d be SO much better of a man if he’d simply let Hyde take control and STAY in control!

It’d make everything a lot easier, then Jek wouldn’t have to worry about ANYTHING ever again! No more of that pathetic nonsense! If it were possible, Hyde would absolutely l o v e to have his own body, separate from Jekyll, that way he could have his own life separate from that pathetic weakling’s! But… Even then, Jekyll and Hyde are one, in many ways they are absolutely apart of one another, two sides of the same coin, even with their MAJOR differences in personality and Hyde almost seeming like an entirely different entity just merely possessing Jekyll, after all, Hyde will admit it himself, he spawned from deep within Jekyll’s mind, he’s tried to get the other to see time and time again that he’s always been apart of the other deep down, Jek’s always had a more mad and evil side to him! Even if the other will deny this and take the denial to his grave, Hyde always persists in trying to get the other to see the truth in front of his eyes!

Aside from that tho, Hyde is just generally a dick and loves to mess with Jek and terrify him sometimes for literally no reason, hell he could be bored one day and decide “Hey Henny, fuck you, you suck” he loves to start drama, he loves to cause problems on purpose- Both of them would give anything to separate from each other, even if Hyde knows the truth deep down bout the both of them, even if he were always originally a part of Jekyll, it didn’t matter, that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t jump at the opportunity to get his own body, away from that pathetic coward of a man!

| Side Facts: Jekyll rarely ever gets to relax or any free time, he’s too worried to give himself that in fear he’ll lose control, he’s almost CONSTANTLY fighting to keep control over the other, even though he knows it's physically impossible to do so, after all, he can’t stay awake forever, sure that doesn’t stop him from trying to stay awake as long as he can before his body practically forces him to pass out and he’s MUCH weaker than he used to be, I mean hell, given how long Jekyll seems to have been around, fighting SO much and almost EVERY single day has practically worn his body down but whenever there is an opportunity for any “free” time he usually spends it trying to figure out an antidote or a way to get rid of Hyde (I will say, before Hyde REALLY started doing bastardous n horrendous things, Jek would still get annoyed with him bc he was always that way but he actually, I’d say tolerated him more so than he does by now) and Hyde even- well, he still disliked Henry IMMENSELY so, but he definitely wasn’t as bad or as awful as he is to the other now, it was more so I tolerate you and we dont have to seriously fight or struggle with each other for control and back then Jek would even sometimes let Hyde have control.

But then… A serious incident (I wont name what exactly) but a serious incident that happened caused the two to absolutely despise each other (i didnt say up there, yes, Hyde absolutely despises Jekyll but there is some heavily hidden admiration in regards to the other’s determination, his persistence, and even somewhat of his creativity, Jekyll despite being an annoying nuisance in Hyde’s way, he does have some admirable things about him) but anyway- ever since that incident occurred, Jek has tried almost EVERYTHING he knew of to get rid of Hyde, even if separation from his body would still be bad bc that could mean Hyde would obtain his own body honestly? I believe Jekyll would still take that opportunity if he were given it, if he needed, he’d try and find someway to stop Hyde’s evil, maybe it’d be easier even if the other had his own body, he didn’t know, he just wishes he could be free from all this torment and agony like gosh damn give this man a b r e a k. Give him some fruit gummies and an appy juice carton and leave him be!

When Hyde is in control he wastes little time in finding things to do, being able to be out, to see the world, the world ripe for chaos and destruction, he wastes little time in getting straight to work with whatever his devious lil mind wants to think of- also for more monstrous purposes, back up there, I was p vague with the mention of teeth on his insides- p much teeth going down his throat and hell who knows, the bastard probably has teeth on the inside of his stomach at this rate- Another not so fun fact, this man can unhinge his jaw! Yaaay so u can see sharp teefs! ...He does have to kinda set his jaw back in place though bc god forbid Jek takes control then.

Smh imagine taking back control of your body only to have a fucking dislocated j a w wouldn’t that be hellish?

Hyde rarely ever does this for a few reasons- he only does it if he’s in the mood for just takin a big chomp outta someone (big chompy) just, just please- lock this thing away- or kill it, it's a menace to society and deserves nothing good- two more things btw, tbh I genuinely wasnt even considering inhuman features at first but ya know, I compromised- he has them he just chooses to hide them more often and speaking of, while Hyde says he’s always been apart of Jekyll (well this version I made anyway) that deep down their two sides of the same coin, can you really believe him? I mean, I’m not going to spoil it and tell ya anything in that regard, but who knows, who knows what Hyde REALLY is, whether or not he’s always been apart deep down inside of Jek or just some form of entity that spawned via that wonderful little formula.

And the final thing is, their voices are p much based on the musical ones' voices- Hyde’s is that deeper n raspier kinda voice while Jek’s is much softer and ya know POLITE sounding.

#my own versions #im not gonna tag them as OCs or anything like that #so they get an entirely different tag #jekyll and hyde #we have one himbo doctor who honestly shoulda known better smh and then we have one bastard #who needs to be put on a fucking leash

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simplyshelbs16xoxo · 5 years

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I was tagged by @jumbledfangirl thanks, darlin!

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? idk I haven’t dated anyone in over 6 years lol

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Shy at first, but outgoing most of the time

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? I may be seeing Heart in concert this summer!

4. Are you easy to get along with? I like to think so.

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? I don’t like anyone in that way right now

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Kind. Funny. Nerdy.

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? my sources say no

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? nobody

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not really. I guess it would depend on who I’m talking to. I don’t like talking about it with guys at all, so yeah.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? my brother

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? it was a photo of Mulder and Scully from @penelope1730 lol

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Writer in the Dark - Lorde, Half Life - David Duchovny, Thinkin’ Bout You by Ciara, bury a friend - billie eilish, and obsessing over Taylor’s new unreleased song lol, sucker by the jobros

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? I love it.

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Yes

15. What good thing happened this summer? Last summer, I met my childhood heroes!!

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? hell no

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Yes I do.

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? No.

19. Do you like bubble baths? I do but I never take them anymore lol

20. Do you like your neighbors? Nope.

21. What are you bad habits? Overthinking until I’m in the middle of a mental breakdown

22. Where would you like to travel? UK

23. Do you have trust issues? Only with men tbh

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Food. Lol.

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? None

26. What do you do when you wake up? Different things, but I usually watch a couple episodes of x-files before I even leave my bed lol

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? neither

28. Who are you most comfortable around? My best friends, my mom, my brother

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yes, but I always initiated the breakups, so it was more that they wanted another chance.

30. Do you ever want to get married? Nah

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Yep.

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? ew no

33. Spell your name with your chin. shelby

34. Do you play sports? What sports? Nope. I played soccer in middle school and did a bit of unofficial cheerleading (I say unofficial, cause there wasn’t an actual cheer squad but some of us still formed one lol)

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yes, but only one person

37. What do you say during awkward silences? Anywho

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Same as I said above. Kind. Funny. Nerdy.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Hot Topic, Barnes and Noble, Game Stop, Aeropostale

40. What do you want to do after high school? I’m long done with high school lol.

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? I think it depends, honestly. If someone cheated on me, then hell no, seeyabye

42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean? I’m usually exhausted or upset

43. Do you smile at strangers? Sometimes.

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? neither; both have 2 of my top 3 fears nope.

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? Food

46. What are you paranoid about? Being abused again if I were to ever go into another relationship

47. Have you ever been high? No

48. Have you ever been drunk? No

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? Nope I have nothing to hide.

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Green

51. Ever wished you were someone else? When I was younger, but not since middle school

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? My fear of some things.

53. Favourite makeup brand? Hard Candy, L.A. Colors

54. Favourite store? Hot Topic

55. Favourite blog? I don’t have one

56. Favourite colour? Purple.

57. Favourite food? any kind of mexican/tex-mex food, and pizza. and wings. and ribs.

58. Last thing you ate? sugar free jellybeans

59. First thing you ate this morning? chips, but that wasn’t until noon.

60. Ever won a competition? A couple of talent shows are under my belt

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? No, but I got detention for wearing the wrong fucking shade of blue.

62. Been arrested? For what? Nope.

63. Ever been in love? Yes.

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? It was in the hallway outside the apartment I lived in at the time.

65. Are you hungry right now? Not really.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? I don’t have any ‘real’ friends outside of social media, so yes

67. Facebook or Twitter? Twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr.

69. Are you watching tv right now? Nope.

70. Names of your bestfriends? Cheyenne, Julia, Kathi, and Tracy

71. Craving something? What? Burrito

72. What colour are your towels? Purple

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? Two

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Sorta. they’re on my headboard thingy

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? I have 4 on my bed,8 on shelves, and a few more in my closet, so about 25-30

75. Favourite animal? puppies

76. What colour is your underwear? multi

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla.

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Ben and Jerry’s Chunky Monkey

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? black

80. What colour pants? blue jeans

81. Favourite tv show? Shows. Sherlock, Kim Possible, X-Files, Outlander, Doctor Who, to name a few

82. Favourite movie? 13 Going on 30. I always say that one even though I have other faves too

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Mean Girls.

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? Mean Girls.

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? Kevin G lol

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? Crush

87. First person you talked to today? brother

88. Last person you talked to today? Tracy

89. Name a person you hate? Dislike, you mean. My dad

90. Name a person you love? Lots of people.

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Yes.

92. In a fight with someone? Nope.

93. How many sweatpants do you have? 8 or more lol

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? like 20 lol

95. Last movie you watched? Does that 2 hour Downton Abbey series finale count?

96. Favourite actress? I don’t really have one

97. Favourite actor? Benedict Cumberbatch.

98. Do you tan a lot? Never.

99. Have any pets? I wish

100. How are you feeling? Tired

101. Do you type fast? yes

102. Do you regret anything from your past? sometimes, but then I think better of it lol

103. Can you spell well? yes

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? not anymore

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? yes

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? Yes, i suppose

107. Have you ever been on a horse? twice

108. What should you be doing? sleeping

109. Is something irritating you right now? Not really.

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Yes.

111. Do you have trust issues? I try not to, but I do

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? I don’t like to cry in front of people

113. What was your childhood nickname? peanut

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? Yep.

115. Do you play the Wii? I have, but I don’t own one

116. Are you listening to music right now? No but I should. Lol.

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? yes

118. Do you like Chinese food? some of it

119. Favourite book? I have lots

120. Are you afraid of the dark? Sometimes

121. Are you mean? No

122. Is cheating ever okay? Never.

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? Idk I never owned white shoes...well I have white heels, but they’re pretty clean

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? No

125. Do you believe in true love? I do. I’ve seen it.

126. Are you currently bored? not really; bored with this questionnaire? yes

127. What makes you happy? a lot of things

128. Would you change your name? I’d change my last name to my mother’s maiden name

129. What your zodiac sign? libra

130. Do you like subway? Not anymore

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? I don’t have a best friend of the opposite sex. If I did, I’d probably be thrilled lol

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? brother

133. Favourite lyrics right now? idk honestly, i’m too tired

134. Can you count to one million? If I cared enough.

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? Idk

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Closed and locked

137. How tall are you? 5’1”

138. Curly or Straight hair? I like to curl my straight ass hair

139. Brunette or Blonde? Brunette

140. Summer or Winter? Fall lol, but between those 2, summer.

141. Night or Day? Night.

142. Favourite month? October

143. Are you a vegetarian? Nope

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? White

145. Tea or Coffee? tea

146. Was today a good day? It’s been okay.

147. Mars or Snickers? snickers

148. What’s your favourite quote? the only one I can think of off the top of my head right now is my blog title: though she be but little, she is fierce.

149. Do you believe in ghosts? I do.

150. Do you tag anyone else to do this? Not unless someone wants to

#tag games #long post

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sometrekkiepunk · 6 years

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@itsvalidtohatestartrek tagged me to do this, Lilly I was just thinkin bout stlv last August lol what timing

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag a few blogs you would like to get to know better.

Nickname(s): My name’s Godiva so I’d like to thing my nickname God in highschool wasn’t too weird. I had a coworker once forget my name and the closest he could get was Ghirardelli and that stuck for a sec

Gender: Lady I think..

Sign: Taurus and Goat

Height: 5’6” without heels

Time: 1:20 pm

Fave band(s): Motorhead, my fav pass time is finding new bands, though, so you hit me up about rock and roll and I’ll never shut up

Fave solo artist(s): Uuuuum, Wendy O Williams? orrr Prince it varies

Song stuck in my head: When I go brain dead from exhaustion I get that 70s movie theater jingle stuck in my head (it called Funky Fanfare)

Last movie I saw: My vhs of Ghostbusters 2

Last show I watched: Adams Family

When did I create my blog: Dang like.. July of last year?

What do I post: This my side blog for Star Trek, mostly, so I didn’t freak out my followers on my main blog

Last thing I googled: O jesus, rv parks in pdx that were close to any lesbian bars.. because I’m moving to a park I’m not just a creep lol

Do I have any other blogs: My main for like, rock music and punk fashion and bitching about capitalism. I know I’m an edgelord

Do I get asks?: Sometimes but interacting online with people makes me nervous so I tend to get distant when a convo starts to form

Why did I chose my URL: Because.. I am a trekkie.. and a punk

Following: 720, but prob only like 50 for star trek and other sci fi

Followed by: Lilly you made me self conscious with your follower count, lol not even 100 on this blog, but that’s great for me. A post or two from here got some traction and I made the mistake of reading the comments and almost had a heart attack. I prefer staying inside my little mutual group

Average hours of sleep: 7 to stay reasonable but I can get wild and grab up to 10 hours if I’m feelin it

Lucky number: eh 0?

Instruments: Used to play drums, wanna play the piano, or banjo

What am I wearing: Work clothes, Steele toe docs, khaki green dickies, black work shirt tattered from chemicals

Dream job: Audio engineer

Dream trip: Bar crawl and backpacking in Ireland

Fave food: Indian or Mexican

Nationality: My famous direct descendant is that asshole Daniel Boone :/ Just a crusty lil american

Fave song: Impossible to answer

Last book I read: Lumberjanes and A Stitch In Time

Top three fictional universes i want to join: Star Trek tos and ds9, Doctor Who, and Firefly but like, nothing to do with the actual crew I just think the style is pretty rad, lol, I’m just doin my own thing

No idea who to tag I’m running late for work now oops

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cryptiboy · 7 years

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LONG PSA ABT STDS FROM MORGAN THAT YOU SHOULD GIVE A QUICK READ

hey kids it's your brother morgan again with another psa, this time we're gonna talk about stds and stis. I've noticed in my time here on this earth that the culture around it seems to be, "I know what it is, but that could never happen to me and I'll know if I have it without getting tested." No! That isn't how it works, kids. Now I may not be the super expert (if you want super expert help ask me for my Mom she was in an AIDS theater troupe and is more than happy to talk about this shit), but i do know a thing or two. It is so extremely important to go out and actually get tested for stds, especially with each new partner and especially if you're nervous about anything. Hell, it's even a good idea to get checked even if you don't have a partner or haven't had one, just to get the experience of it and so you know what's up with your thingalings anyway. A great place to go is planned parenthood. I feel like a lot of the fear and anxiety surrounding going is thinking it will be a judgemental environment, or that there will be extreme complications. I don't have an std (as of right now that I know of anyway), but let me tell you guys about my adventure to planned parenthood the one time I had an std scare. Be morgan. Be takin a shower and notice my thingalings aren't acting usual. Freak out a little and look stuff up. The internet is shit and says I have anything ranging from cancer to the Black Plague. Call my trusted adult, Dad, and tell him "hey daddyo time for another trip to planned parenthood yo, I need a gosh darn ride dog." He says "that's chill, let's go tomorrow." The next day, we go in to a planned parenthood. (I've told you guys to go to planned parenthoods just because you can anyway before and because they got free ass condoms, but if this is your first time going to one it's kind of like a doctors office lobby and there will be a nice person at the front desk who might be a little bored, as most front desk people are, and a slight possibility of some other people in the lobby being as shy and awkward as you're feeling). I go up to the front desk and tell them I need an exam, they say okey dokey here's some paperwork. The worst part of the visit is paperwork, kids. I take the half hour to do the stupid god damn paperwork, my dad and the lady talk money (i don't remember how much it was or how he paid or if it was all on insurance, but these people understand poverty guys they'll talk with you about money stuff and try their fucking hardest to make it easy and affordable for you), and then I waited and chilled with my dad. Finally a lady came out and was like "hey morgan we're ready for you come on back" (rather privately I might add she came right up to me and everything), I go back, I talk with a nurse about what's goin on, what's gonna happen, what I'm comfortable with, sexual history etc (this is in no way some kind of sexy time nor is it embarrassing it's just like "you got a partner" "yep" "you use protection" "nope" "you sit naked anywhere weird lately" "does my shower count", that kinda shit and the nurse will most likely be super nice and know that you're stressin) and then she'll be like "okey dokey imma leave if you could take off your pants and lay down that would be great the doctor will be in right away" and so you do that and you're thinkin bout how cold it is and why do that have to make everything so cold and maybe you're shakin a little and then the doctor comes in and is like "hey I'm so and so how's the weather outside today I've been back here all day" and she'll have some cold ass gloves on and talk you through it and keep askin if it's okay to touch you places and do some small talk if you're panicking like I was, and if you're me she'll go "welp you just got a nasty yeast infection but your thingaling is very healthy but I'm glad you came in cuz this yeast infection looks pretty shitty here I'll write you a prescription for some yeast infection shit just go pick it up at the pharmacy and you can put your pants back on now if you want" and you'll put your pants back on and go out the door and see your dad and be like "hey that was boring af and we gotta go get some medicine at so and so pharmacy" and hell be like "awesome I am glad my kids not gonna die" and off you go to get the medicine Like it is painfully boring guys it's just like a normal doctors visit and it should really be a more common occurrence to just get it checked up, planned parenthood is your friend and is very cool but you can also talk to your primary care doctor about it. Also don't be afraid to talk to your friends about your experiences, everyone seems to think it's awkward to talk about it but really it's just like getting a check up and the taboo we've created surrounding getting tested is blocking a lot of people from feeling like they have to or even can go do it. Talk to your friends about it, ask them to go with you, stop by planned parenthood for fun when you're out on the town and pick up some condoms and say hi to the lady behind the counter. They are extremely non judgemental and won't judge you for age, income, orientation, gender or anything like that st all (I'm white so I can't speak for racism levels but I'm pretty sure they're not racist at all) Your thingalings are still a part of your body and therefore your overall health, and if they get fucked over you get fucked over, too. Also it is super important to know about dental dams, how to apply condoms, and the different forms of birth control there are. Also please stay educated and know that different stds and stis look like and what they do. Talk to your partners sbout it and your sexual history, get tested together, hell even a little peer pressure is good in this situation. Get informed, get educated, get active. And if you have any questions please do come to me, if anything it's better to ask a stranger on the internet about it than to not know at all. 👍

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