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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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Hey. From what your site says, you’re not currently writing for The Good Doctor, correct? Just wanted to check before saying anything! Regardless, though, I love your writings and really appreciate what you’ve done. You’re a great writer!
Hi anon!
You're right, I'm not writing about The Good Doctor currently. I never watched past the first season lol so I doubt that I'll write about it again. I'm keeping my fics about it up so people can still enjoy it.
Thank you so much for the kind words, I'm glad you like them!! 💕
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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Hi, I saw your plagiarism post and this may be a silly question but did you report them on Wattpad? The 'How we protect your stories' help page specifically mentions removing users/accounts who are found to be pirating content.
Hi! Yes, I did report them but (unfortunately) I never got an email back until a couple weeks later when they asked me to rate their service. And when I got that email it said someone tried to contact me asking where the plagiarism was (it's literally taken word for word) but I never got a notification or email for it so I couldn't respond.
At this point, I asked the person to take my stuff down and they still have not done anything about it. Wattpad isn't helping and I have no option but to keep reporting and hope I get an email back.
I'll keep my plagiarism post up but I don't know if it will ever get taken care of. As much as I don't like it, I don't want to spend days trying to get my work off someone else's profile because I don't get that time back and I'd rather be doing other stuff. The first few days after figuring out about the plagiarism and reporting them, it really took a toll on my mental health because it was all I could think about.
So, even if it's still up, I'm moving on from it. I can't think of anything else I can do. I've contacted the person who posted it, I made a public statement, and I've made a plagiarism report.
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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Stanley Uris request insecure Stanley (idk there’s something about comforting others that makes me so happy)
B13. B74. B19. B73. B83. B97. B102. B60. B101.
I'm so excited about this. I'm most likely going to start planning and writing soon but I'm not sure what you were referencing for B102 and B101. I assume you were going off this list [xxx] but I don't see it going past 100.
I'll start to write without those two prompts but if you really want them included you can send me another ask with those prompts and I'll add them!
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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About your stories being stolen she is now guilt tripping wirh the whole "i was going to credit, guess I'll go cry now"
Really? I can’t see it because I’ve been muted but I initially messaged the person on Sunday asking for it to be taken down. I’ve given enough time for them to respond or do ANYTHING for that matter.
I told everyone to also not insult the person, just to give credit to those who deserve it (the original creators). I’m filing a copyright report when I get home tomorrow so hopefully if they don’t take it down, it will get taken down by Wattpad.
Also, I said in the message that they didn’t get permission to repost and they STILL DON’T HAVE PERMISSION even if they credit me.
Sorry for my rant but it makes me upset that I’ve waited days for them to do something and now that I post a statement they say this.
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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Plagiarism
Hello everyone! Sadly, today I am not posting because I have an exciting new thing I wrote. Instead, I have to shed light on something that has once again become an issue.
On Wattpad, the user going by Loni13344 has stolen multiple of my and other creators’ works without permission and hasn’t given credit. I notified the original authors I could find (currently I messaged 7) but there are most likely some I didn’t notify.
I tried to reach out kindly by sending a message asking for my work to be removed from their account. This includes:
Crush (Bill Denbrough) [originally posted June 30, 2020]
Bill Blurb: Guilt [originally posted August 6, 2020] (The user renamed this to guilty but it’s still the same writing)
Wingman (Bill Denbrough) [originally posted December 1, 2020]
Stanley Blurb: Spider [originally posted July 8, 2020]
Neibolt (Richie Tozier) [originally posted July 25, 2020]
You can also find the original post for these on MY Wattpad [xxx]
However, the user decided to apologize then mute me instead of removing my work. (Side note: I thought they blocked me at first but now I'm pretty sure they just muted me)
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By muting me, this means I can no longer message them, comment on their book, or view their profile without being logged out.
I’m posting this in hopes that mine and so many other creators’ works can be given credit or taken down from this person’s account. I do not want to send hate so no matter how upsetting this is, be respectful, please.
(For example, one thing that you could do to help is comment on their chapter "hey this fic is actually made by [original author]!")
I also want to mention that on Tumblr, reposting and reblogging are two different things. Personally, I’m not comfortable with someone reposting my work even if credit is given. Reblogging, however, really helps me. It still shows me as the author and gets my work spread around.
If you find work that has been plagiarized, please tell the original author. Also, tell others that the work has been plagiarized and give credit to the original author. It is not okay to take something that someone put so much time into and slap your name on it. (To the person who notified me: THANK YOU! I will not name you because I didn’t ask if I could but seriously, thank you.)
UPDATE: The Bill denbrough imagines book has been taken down from their account. But their “it imagines without bill denbrough” book still remains up and contains two of my fics.
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These are screenshots of what is mine that has been reposted without my permission and with no credit. I also added screenshots of the specific books that my work (and so many other people’s works) is in.
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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I will also most likely be making an official post because they also stole multiple of my works but for now I will share this as well! Please spread the word.
Plagiarizing Work is NOT Okay
My lovely followers, it has come to my attention that a user under the name of Loni13344 on WATTPAD has been plagiarizing my work along with the work of other Tumblr writers.
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Thank you for letting me know!^
If you could please report Loni13344 and comment on her posts that she’s stealing other people’s work it would be much appreciated. She has stolen 2 of my Bill Denbrough imagines and has NOT given me credit!
These are the screenshots I took:
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If you go to my Masterlist you will see that I wrote “Fight Like a Girl” & “Canary Cry”
I need all the help I can get so please let’s put a stop to her. Stealing/plagiarizing other people’s work is never okay! This needs to stop.
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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OMG MY HEART– 💔
Also I just read that since Richie saw Ben kiss Beverly in It to wake her up from the dead lights. That he probably thought Eddie did the same thing at first in It Chapter two 😭😭💔 I didn’t even think about that.
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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Requests Open
Updated: 12/16/2020
Hello everyone! I took out IANOWT because I’m waiting until I can fully grasp the characters before I take more requests. So, here’s an updated list of what fandoms I’m writing for and the characters:
IT 2017 and IT Chapter Two: Ben, Beverly, Bill, Eddie, Mike Richie, Stanley (The Losers Club)
Link to prompt lists I use: xxx + xxx (You can give me your own prompt if you want but it’s not required)
What do I write?
Well, I’ll basically take anything. Headcannons, imagines, drabbles, oneshots, etc. If you do request a one shot or something imagine I can not guarantee a certain length. If I feel like an imagine is too big I might switch the format to a one shot and if I feel like it’s too small, I might switch the format to an imagine/blurb.
If, for any reason, I am uncomfortable with a request I will tell you. There can be times when I may not feel up to writing something and times when I genuinely cannot handle writing about sensitive topics.
If you have any questions feel free to ask me through messages or through my ask box (which is also through my request link)!
Thank you so much!! <3
Request // Masterlist
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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when will requests be open again?
Hi anon! It’s funny you ask that because I’ve been thinking about opening requests soon since I hit a writers block in the series I’m writing behind the scenes. You can send me a request if you have one but I’ll formally put out a requests open post either later today or tomorrow!
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Wingman (Bill Denbrough)
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Pairing: Bill Denbrough x Fem!Reader
Prompt(s): A86. “Because you’re so young.” / B43. “We’re friends, you can tell me anything.” from @swanimagines​’s prompt list [xxx]
Summary: Georgie seems too young to know anything about love but that doesn’t mean he can’t be his big brother’s wingman.
Word Count: 1.5k
A/N: I’m sorry if this one is a bit different from normal. I’m trying to get back into writing and for some reason I felt out of my element while writing this one.
Your hand swung side to side as you waved back at your friends. Behind you, Bill offered a sheepish smile to his friends, fiddling with the house key in his hand as he walked to the front door. After saying goodbye to your friends, you turned around and followed closely behind Bill, rocking on your heels as he messed with the keys.
A few moments of struggling later, you two were able to step foot in the house. Your shoulders relaxed at the familiar atmosphere. You'd known Bill for a long time since both of you were in kindergarten. His house was not something new to you, you had plenty of playdates as a kid and every summer you would spend practically every weekend in his house.
"(Y/n)!" Georgie came running down the stairs, a wide smile plastered on his face. Your hands shook a little as you extended your arms towards him out of worry. Thinking you were offering a hug, Georgie only ran faster and jumped into your arms as soon as he made it to the entrance.
You let out a surprised noise as you were pushed back a bit from the young boy's strength. It was a bit shocking realizing how much Georgie had grown up.
"Georgie, you scared me," You sighed, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a squeeze. "You shouldn't run down the stairs with socks on."
Georgie separated from you and shook his head, playfully pouting at your scolding. In response, you ruffled his hair, making him laugh.
"Why do you like (Y/n) doing that but not me?" Bill questioned, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Because it's (Y/n)," Georgie simply shrugged before running off into the living room.
"I don't get why he likes you more, I'm his brother," Bill grumbled, sending you a fake glare.
You smiled at him and raised your hand, extending your arm towards Bill's head. "Oh, I'm sorry," You grinned mischievously, "Were you jealous? Did you want me to mess with your hair too?"
Bill's eyes widened as he dodged your hand, feet scurrying into the living room to get away from you. Laughing, you followed him, leaning over the sofa to ruffle his hair. Bill frowned and quickly grabbed the throw pillow sitting on the couch next to him. You didn't get much time to react before he swung the pillow and hit you straight in the face.
You stumbled back, a hand covering the side of your head. Bill dropped the pillow and immediately ran towards you, waving his hands around frantically. "Sorry! I'm sorry I thought you would dodge it!"
You chuckled at your friend and hit his arm, sending him a smile. Bill's shoulders dropped at your gesture and an embarrassed smile replaced his panicked expression.
"(Y/n), are you staying the night?" Georgie asked from the sofa.
"No." Georgie frowned and sunk into the couch slightly. "But I am staying for dinner. I'm leaving when your parents get back."
"Then can we watch a movie before dinner?" Georgie gazed at the two of you with puppy dog eyes.
You smiled at him and looked over at Bill. Bill grumbled and walked off, heading to the basement to grab their box of DVDs.
As Bill took his time searching for the DVDs, you took a seat next to Georgie, relaxing into the cushions of the sofa. When Bill disappeared into the basement, Georgie leaned over to whisper in your ear.
"Why are you being weird around Billy?"
Your heart froze for a second as you struggled to respond. How did his little brother even notice anything?
"Ah, it's nothing..." You responded, keeping your eyes on the TV to avoid eye contact.
"We're friends, you can tell me anything," Georgie added, leaning in front of you so you couldn't avoid his gaze.
"No, I can't."
"Why?"
"Because you're so young," You rolled your eyes, once again reaching out to mess with his hair.
This time, Georgie dodged your hand and shook his head at you. "I'm six," He defended.
"Exactly." Georgie angrily sunk into the couch, turning his head away from you. Sighing, you leaned towards him. "Sorry, Georgie. I will tell you some other time, okay?"
Georgie grumpily turned back, arms crossed in front of his chest. You had to keep yourself from laughing at the resemblance the two brothers had.
"I'm back," Bill announced, closing the basement door with his foot. "Pick the movie, Georgie."
•••
The movie was a bit awkward, to say the least. You sat between the two brothers, Georgie curled into your side as Bill fidgeted next to you every few minutes. Whenever Bill would move closer to you, Georgie would pull you towards him. By the end of the movie, Georgie was practically sat on your lap. Bill had given up, jaw clenched as he stared at the screen. Anyone could tell he was upset. His brother was supposed to be his wingman, after all.
When the credits started rolling, you stretched slightly, trying not to disturb Georgie as he slept.
"I'll order pizza." Bill shot up from the sofa and sped to the kitchen, his face red as he passed by you.
You watched as Bill strode out of the room, obviously not in the greatest mood. You bit your lip as your mind wandered to what your friends told you yesterday.
"You should just tell him," Beverly stated simply as if it wasn't a big deal.
"Wha– no!" You dismissed her idea, "That is not what I should do."
"Come on," Richie rolled his eyes, "As if he'd say no. Big Bill is practically whipped for you."
"That's not true," You shot at him, "Bill only thinks of me as his friend. We've known each other for a long time."
Richie dragged his palm down his face and groaned, tired of your excuses. Beverly shook her head at your words.
"Which is why you should tell him," Eddie joined in, "Bill understands you more than anyone, right?" You nodded. "Then he should understand."
"Ugh," You complained quietly, rubbing your forehead to relieve your headache.
"(Y/n)?"
The quiet voice made you jump slightly. "Yeah?"
"Do you like my brother?"
"Georgie!" Your voice rose, panic beginning to kick in. "Why would you say that?"
Georgie grinned sleepily at your reaction. "Y'know, Bill won't stop talking about you."
Your heart froze for a moment. "Really?"
"Mhm!" Georgie enthusiastically nodded, "I don't really get it, I think girls have cooties."
You looked down at him, noticing he was still curled into your side. "You think I have cooties?" You playfully asked, hands coming to his sides.
"Well, you're a girl, aren't you?"
As soon as he answered, you moved your fingers along his sides, making him squeal.
"Aha!" Georgie started laughing hysterically from your sudden tickle attack.
"Take it back!" You yelled jokingly, your smile widening.
"I'm sorry! You don't have cooties! You don't have cooties!"
"That's what I thought," You chuckled, standing up from the couch.
Georgie took a few seconds to catch his breath. By the time he calmed down, Bill entered the room, looking between the two of you.
"I heard yelling?"
You smiled over at Georgie before turning back to Bill.
"It was nothi–"
"I told (Y/n) you have a crush on her."
Bill's eyes blown wide at his brother's statement. The smile that was on your face disappeared when you processed his words.
"Y-You did w-what?" Bill stuttered, his face turning completely red as he stared at Georgie.
Georgie smiled mischievously as he pointed at you. "And (Y/n) said she has a crush on you too!"
Your throat went dry as your hands shook. You didn't say that, but it wasn't like Georgie was wrong.
"G-Georgie," Bill gritted his teeth, taking steps toward his brother.
"I'm going to my room!" Georgie giggled, running around the couch and sprinting up to his room to avoid his big brother's wrath.
The room was silent when Georgie left, leaving you and Bill alone together.
"Well, this isn't how I expected this to go," You rubbed the back of your head as you tried to swallow down your embarrassment.
"You really like me?" Bill questioned.
You looked at him. Surprisingly, all of the anger he had a few seconds ago disappeared as he stared at you. Instead, it was replaced with longingness and fear.
"I mean," You stumbled with your words, "Yeah, I do like you."
Bill's face once again bloomed red at your words. He coughed nervously and covered the bottom half of his face with his hands.
"I like you too."
Despite how tense the situation was, you laughed at Bill's confession. "I kind of figured that after what Georgie said."
"Shut up," Bill mumbled, hanging his head.
When your laughs died down, Bill rose his head and walked towards you, pushing his lips.
"Do you maybe want to go on a date with me sometime?" Bill asked quietly.
"I'd love to," You responded, your chest fluttering at his words. Was this even real?
"Cool," Bill nodded. It was silent for a few more seconds before both of you started to laugh.
"Georgie is really smart for his age," You wiped the tears that pooled in the corner of your eyes.
"He can't keep secrets," Bill protested but a wide smile was still on his face.
"Obviously not," You shook your head. "But maybe that's for the best."
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good-doctor-imagine · 3 years
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BANG! (Stanley Uris)
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Pairing: Stanley Uris x Reader
Summary: Meeting your soulmate is something that you've dreamed of for a while. Who would have thought it would happen like this?
Word Count: 0.9k
You couldn't help but wonder what your soulmate would be like once you met them. Would they be chivalrous or frivolous? Would they be talkative or reserved? Where would you two end up meeting?
Sighing, your head came down to lay gently on the table, turned so you could gaze at the small timer on your forearm. 'Only time can tell, I guess.'
"Hey (Y/n), you okay?"
You instantly perked up at the sudden presence of your friend Beverly.
"Oh, Bev! Yes, I'm fine. I was just..." You paused for a moment. You didn't really want to mention your nerves about meeting your soulmate. It was a bit embarrassing, you should be looking forward to it, not shying away from it. "...thinking about something."
Despite your lack of detail, Beverly seemed to understand what you were getting at. She had been your friend for several years and she knew you practically as well as you knew yourself.
"What is it? Are you afraid they won't like you or something? We've already had this conversa–"
"No, no," You waved your hands in front of her, completely dismissing her idea. Some people did really struggle with that, believing that their destined wouldn't like them for some awful reason. You wouldn't lie and say you never had those thoughts but they weren't as relevant anymore. You didn't struggle with that anymore. In your mind, if you were destined, then you were destined, and if your soulmate didn't accept it then it's something they would have to figure out.
You softly skimmed your fingers over the ticking number, the hairs on your arm sticking up slightly from your cold fingers. "I don't have much time. I'm just thinking about them. Who they are, what they look like, what they want to become..."
Beverly smiled at your expression. It was like you were already in love but you didn't even know who they were yet. She knew that your soulmate is a lucky person and whoever it is would get a stern talking from her if they ever hurt you.
"How long?" Beverly questioned, leaning in to look at your arm.
00:19:23:48
"Oh! That means you're meeting them tomorrow morning!"
"Hey quiet in the back! This time is supposed to be used for studying." Your teacher's voice scolded from the front of the classroom.
Beverly ducked her head, a mischievous smile growing on her flushed face. You chuckled at her, grabbing back onto your pencil before turning your attention to your chemistry worksheet.
Even with your pencil in your hand, it was hard to focus on your worksheet with the timer ticking on your forearm.
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"Bye, mom!" You yelled into the house as you left, trying not to stumble down the front porch stairs. Your legs were practically shaking at this point and your fingers felt like they were vibrating from the nerves that coursed through you. You knew you didn't have long left but you didn't know exactly how long because you decided to wear a jacket to combat the heavy rain that fell from the sky.
It was a bit thrilling not being able to see the exact time. You knew that when you saw them it would be obvious anyway. Most people say that it's obvious when you find your soulmate. It's like all time stops and you two are the only ones that exist... yeah, pretty cheesy.
Your eyes danced around the sidewalk as you sped walked to school. Not many people walked this way to school, so you doubt you would meet them on the way but–
And then it happened. As your eyes rose from the edge of the sidewalk, it was like all time stopped. Across the crosswalk, there was a boy, staring at you with the same wide eyes. You stood still, eyes unable to move away from him.
Apparently, luck must have not been on his side. He was so entranced by the view of his soulmate that he forgot to look at what was in front of him.
BANG!
You gasped, running across the empty crosswalk and to your soulmate who was covering his nose with his hands, his umbrella laying on the ground next to him.
"Are you okay?" You asked, crouching down and hovering your hands over him, not sure if you are allowed to touch him.
Your soulmate let out a laugh, the corners of his eyes scrunching up as he smiled. Immediately, the tension in your body disappeared and you started to laugh as well.
"That was so not cool of me," Your soulmate groaned after calming down, finally opening his eyes to look at you again. Time didn't stop this time but it didn't feel any less special.
"Really? I think it was, you tried to take on that stop sign just for me." You grinned at him playfully, picking up his umbrella and holding it over him. It was a bit futile since he was already wet but he appreciated your effort.
"Sorry I couldn't do better. The stop sign is pretty invincible."
You shook your head and helped him up, handing his umbrella back to him.
"My name is (Y/n) (L/n)."
"Stanley Uris." He greeted back, his face slightly red from embarrassment.
•••
"Wow, that was really how you met?" Richie questioned, leaning forward in the hammock. "That was so lame, Stan."
Stanley sunk down in his chair. Although it had been a few months, he still got embarrassed from how you two had met. You, of course, didn't care at all. You found it a bit endearing. Not everyone is perfect and seeing how Stanley responded in the situation made you fall further in love.
"Then why don't you tell us how you and Eddie met, Richie?" You inquired, leaning your head on your palm.
Richie's face bloomed red and he shot back into the hammock, burying his face in his comic book.
"That's what I thought."
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good-doctor-imagine · 4 years
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✨✨✨This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask box of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you’re amazing inside and out✨✨✨
Aww what?? I’m so so sorry I’m late!! I haven’t been checking my Tumblr that often but thank you so much! You made my day
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My contribution to this meme
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Bill Blurb: Guilt
It felt like the room was suffocating you. Bill's back was facing you, isolating you to your side of his bed. It was silly because Bill was still mad from the events at Neibolt but he was too embarrassed about how he reacted to face you. He was enraged by Richie's comment about Georgie. He had no right to say it, but Bill also had no right to punch him in the face as he did. Richie was his friend.
Now, it was like he had no one.
But there you were, lying next to him like always. Bill felt like he didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve your support or comfort. He didn't deserve your kindness. He didn't deserve you.
You didn't care what Bill thought. Even if he ignored you to the best of his ability, you would be by his side no matter what happens. Maybe it was stupid, your mind too clouded by the silly thing you called love. Bill might not know about it, but you would love him to the moon and back.
You weren't focused on the fight between his friends, the punch that caused everything to fall apart. You were focused on Bill. How he felt, how he showed so much vulnerability. Bill wanted to be strong, he wanted to act strong. In reality, however, it seemed like he was breaking down. Piece by piece he was crumbling into his guilt and insecurity.
You saw it the day after you heard Georgie disappeared. Bill was his big brother, of course he felt responsible for not keeping him safe. When Bill spoke in front of the losers about his home not being easy to walk in, your heart collapsed. He wasn't one to speak about his feelings, especially not right now, but he felt like he needed to explain himself. He would do anything for Georgie, even if that meant dying.
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good-doctor-imagine · 4 years
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Idea from this OTP prompt generator [xxx]
"Oh my god!" Beverly laughed loudly, clutching her stomach with one hand and the picture frame in the other. "Why have you never showed me this?"
Your entire face was heating up in embarrassment. The last thing you wanted was your fiancée to find your revealing baby photos.
"Y'know, it's not something I like to show around willy nilly," You bit your bottom lip, toe beginning to drag on the carpet beneath you. It was something else to focus on at least.
"I can't see why you wouldn't," She declared, giving you a wide smile, "You were a tiny precious child." 
Beverly took a few seconds to look between the old photo and you before letting out a small giggle. 
"Well, you're still a tiny precious child."
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“Stan, does this look good?”
Another nod. A confirmation that what he was saying was true. Stanley was bored out of his mind but he would do anything to make you happy.
After getting a few mindless answers from your boyfriend, you noticed his glazed eyes and lazed posture. Maybe you should have felt bad for dragging your boyfriend to do something he wasn’t really interested in but it was more amusing than anything. 
You knew his sense of style was… well, it was something. His closet consisted of mostly button-ups. He was used to wearing more formal clothes so you took his obliviousness as an advantage to put your own spin on his clothes.
While he was lost in space, you grabbed a few hoodies and some silly Hawaiian shirts that you swear you’ve seen Richie wear before. You asked Stanley if he liked it after every piece of clothing item you grabbed. Of course, he said yes.
He was so clueless that it was kind of funny. Once you two got out of the store, you shot Stanley a wide grin. He squinted his eyes at you as he took the bag of clothes out of your hand.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I don’t know, just didn’t think you liked that sort of clothing,” You shrugged, unable to keep the smile off your face.
His face started to pale at what you said. Stanley wasn’t even paying attention. What were you showing him? “Uh, what sort of clothing?
You tilted your head playfully, knocking him in the arm with your shoulder. “I didn’t think Hawaiian shirts were your thing, y’know?”
You started to giggle as Stanley’s eyes went wide. He quickly opened the bag of clothes, sifting through them until he realized that most of them weren’t even your size. Were you shopping for him?
“Wait,” Stanley paused, eyes not leaving the bag, “What are these?”
“Your new clothes!” You laughed, “Next time you should realize what you’re saying yes to.”
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good-doctor-imagine · 4 years
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Heyy, I hope you're well! c: I remember you liking to use my prompts (and your requesters liking them too), so I just thought to drop by to tell you that if you're interested, I've made up new prompts so my new, revised prompt list(s) can be found from @swanprompts. Dialogue prompt list one contains all my 105 old prompts but it also has 195 new prompts! There's three lists there because my blog version list is way too messy to reblog as it has all the prompt lists combined as one :D
That sounds great! Thank you for telling me!! I’ll definitely check it out 💕
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