(AU)

(Teen Mary:Lily James)

Mary Morstan. 31. Veteran, OB/GYN, Adventurer, Ex-Killer, reformed, Sass master. This is the blog of the great and troubled Miss Morstan. {Welcome to our humble blog. This is an RP blog, and because i have had this blog for... 4 years now? Mary has two FC's, both Billie Piper and the gorgeous Amanda Abbington.}. {This blog can be a wee bit nasty, so this is your one warning, this is very sensitive stuff, guys. Please Message me to plot or just....DO IT. Please. I'm so lonely. Talk to me...}

 

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan has found Shaun

shaunfromsales:

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan:

She sighed and settled her hand under his, her eyes burning. “I do know that I’m going to die.” She added, had assessment making her want to cry again. “You are really nice…”

"Everyone is going to die, it’s how we live that maters." He kept petting, then leaned in and kissed her cheek, "I’m not very nice honestly, but I am still offering because having you upset is upsetting to me."

"See… That’s kindness." She kissed him back, however, her kiss landed firmly on the lips, her eyes watering. "Lead the way."

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan asked
"Happy father's day!"

shaunfromsales:

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan:

shaunfromsales:

Shaun smirked playfully, “I can’t tell if you are just being polite or if you wanted to pursue an interesting kind of relationship with me, Ms. Morstan.”

"Be my daddy." She cooed, slipping his hand on her leg. "Please… Darling… Please…."

He almost pushed her back into the wall and kissed her face off, but managed to stay sitting, assuming a dominating posture, “Have you ever been in that sort of relationship before Ms. Morstan? Aware of rules… limits.”

"Of course I have limits. I know how this works." She smirked casually, her hands traveling up and down on his leg.

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan asked
"Happy father's day!"

shaunfromsales:

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan:

shaunfromsales:

Shaun smirked playfully, “I can’t tell if you are just being polite or if you wanted to pursue an interesting kind of relationship with me, Ms. Morstan.”

"I think you know what type of interesting relationship I want with you… And if you’re interested, so am I."

"Hmmm." He said softly, leaning in close to the woman’s ear and whispering, "You’re going to have to be more specific, love. Many people want to peruse a sexual relationship with me. If that’s what you want you have to tell me so we can talk limits."

"Be my daddy." She cooed, slipping his hand on her leg. "Please… Darling… Please…."

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan has found Shaun

shaunfromsales:

thepersonalblogofmarymorstan:

"Do they not let you?" Her eyes were watering. Mary Morstan was scared out of her mind, her little hands shaking as she downed a second drink. "What if you knock someone up?!" Her face was visibly contorted into a terrible frown.

"I have nowhere to go." Her eyes were dark. "I have nowhere to stay or sleep and I’m going to die here."

He reached out slowly, putting a hand over her own, “It’s not that I can’t, it’s that I’m very likely to die and I wouldn’t want to leave my partner alone with a child.” He pet her hand slowly, attempting to calm her down, “If you’d like… you could stay with me at my apartment for the night. I’ll help you get your own in the morning.” He didn’t tell her she probably was going to die, because that would just make her panic even more.

She sighed and settled her hand under his, her eyes burning. “I do know that I’m going to die.” She added, had assessment making her want to cry again. “You are really nice…”

Anonymous asked
"If you can, please." She said, not letting go of her baby. "I love her more than anybody on the planet. You wouldn't break her like my parents would." She closed her eyes, so tired, but her grip on the baby didn't falter. She refused to drop her baby, even as she felt herself fading away.

Mary kissed the woman’s forehead and sat with her, watching as she faded to nothing. Could she raise this baby herself?

Anonymous asked
She lay still taking even breaths. "Don't let my mum raise her. I beg of you!"

"Do you want me to keep her?"

Anonymous asked
She took her daughter and looked at her, smiling with pride. "Oh, you're the most beautiful thing." She cooed. She looked up at Mary and said, "Can you make sure I don't drop her.. I feel so.. Weak." She was still bleeding.

Mary nodded, trying to quell the irreversible bleeding. This woman was a hemophiliac. “Alright… Be calm.”

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One last push and she felt the relief. "Is she okay? Is she alive?" She asked, feeling rather dizzy, probably from the blood loss. "I need to know she made it."

Mary eased the baby out, cleared her passages and sighed with relief as a sharp scream escaped the little thing’s lungs. “Yes… Hold her.”

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She nodded and pushed again, feeling a new rush of energy. She squeezed Mary's hand as she pushed, resting as soon as the contraction was done.

Mary smiled. “Head is out… She’s very pretty.” I was a cute baby. Her mother had died giving birth to her… “You’re so close.”