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despicablebisexual · 2 years

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Caught Red-Handed

You and Reiner are caught red-handed at a club dancing together, after you both always deny accusations that you two are dating.

Inspiring song: Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado

*I do not own the song or any characters*

warnings: cursing, suggestive themes, talks of alcohol consumption (all characters are 21+)

Mikasa's POV

"Sasha... Where the fuck is this club?"

"Oh my god Eren chill out! We are literally, like, 15 minutes away."

"We've been driving for 30! You didn't tell me I was going to be wasting all my gas driving to this stupid club. I can't even drink tonight either, I'm the DD!"

"Eren shush... I'll drive tonight, I don't even feel like drinking."

He looks over at me momentarily as he drives. I send him a smile to let him know it's going to be alright. He sighs and smiles at me before turning his eyes back to the road.

"Seeeee! Mikasa has it all figured out! It's gonna be fun! Plus, Jean, Connie, and Armin are going to be there as well, you'll have plenty of fun."

Eren huffs but says nothing. I look in the rearview mirror and smile at Sasha. She is always the most optimistic of this group. If I'm honest, I don't have high hopes for this club. It was far away from all the other clubs located close to our university and was a lot older, not really advertised for college kids. But Sasha had convinced all of us we had to go and try their cocktails since Niccolo said they were to die for.

"So, Sasha, why isn't Niccolo coming?"

"He's visiting his family this weekend. Reiner said he was doing the same thing this weekend coincidentally."

"Maybe he's finally taking y/n to meet his mom and that's why she's not coming either," Eren says in a sarcastic tone.

Sasha and I both giggle. Soon enough, we reach the club.

Your POV

I grind my sweaty body on Reiner's. His hands are on my hips, grabbing them and moving them just how he likes. With the dark scene of the room, the music playing so loudly that it deafens you, we really do feel like the only people out here on the dance floor. I was worried at first coming here. Even with how far away the club is from campus, I was worried someone would spot us. Surprisingly enough though, it was packed on this Friday night, with no one recognizable in sight. It was good, none of our friends knew of this place, so we could finally get a night where we could go out and be a normal couple. It wouldn't be terrible to tell them that we are together, considering they already always accused us of secretly dating, but it was a hell of a lot easier to keep it to ourselves. Reiner being the star athlete he was, every girl on campus chased after him, practically fighting each other for him. And our friends wouldn't make it any easier for us, they all like to playfully tease but at some point, it becomes hurtful. So, we will just continue to grind on each other in this club in secret.

"You're so fucking sexy," Reiner whispers in my ear. His hot breath on my neck makes me tingle. I grab his hands and wrap them around me tighter. We're sticky with sweat, breathing heavy, and dehydrated but I still can't get enough of him.

How you doin' young lady?

That feeling that you giving really drives me crazy

Reiner sings the lyrics in my ear, sending shivers up my spine. All I want is to head home with him and let him ravage me. His grip on my hips and the tent I feel in his pants are giving away he thinks the same thing.

Promiscuous girl, wherever you are

I'm all alone, and it's you that I want

Reiner continues singing. I'm turned around now whispering the lyrics back in his ear.

Promiscuous boy, you already know

That I'm all yours, what you waiting for?

Promiscuous girl, you're teasin' me

You know what I want, and I got what you need

Promiscuous boy, let's get to the point

'Cause we're on a roll, you ready?

We forget the lyrics at this point. We're grinding and kissing and gasping for air all at the same time.

"Wanna leave soon?"

"Hell yeah baby. Can't wait to get home and show you much you drive me crazy."

Mikasa's POV

"There you guys are, ready to head in?"

"Sorry, we got kinda lost," Armin laughs, "Jean refused to use directions."

Eren shakes his head. Sasha and I laugh and go to hug the boys and say hello, Eren does the same.

"Alright let's go drink and dance!"

Sasha leads the way into the new club, it's packed to say the least. As we head in, we all stop at the bar. Jean and I order water while everyone else takes a shot. Sasha and Connie immediately begin a competition to see who can get hammer'd the fastest. I giggle and look around. I spot Jean eyeing over a girl across the floor and nudge him.

"She's pretty. You should ask her to dance."

"Eh maybe. She looks so familiar, I swear I recognize the back of that head. I just can't think of who she looks like."

I glance over at her, she's dancing alone to the rhythm of the song playing. Her hips sway back and forth and her clothes follow along. She does look familiar from the back. I watch her as Eren comes behind me and starts swaying.

"She looks like y/n."

"That's who it is!" Jean exclaims. Armin comes to stand next to us and agrees as well. We all watch her momentarily, getting ready to turn away before we notice her partner walk up to her.

Our eyes widen as we realize it's Reiner walking up to the y/n look-alike. He grabs her by the hips and holds her close, as if she was going to disappear into thin air if he didn't. They kiss and grope each other as they dance. The way they dance together is erotic and the chemistry between them is undeniable. Their bodies move together, simultaneously trying to get and receive pleasure. Then, when we can't get anymore surprised, Reiner turns his partner around.

Your POV

Okay, so the time had gotten away from you two. You were still dancing and grinding, not having a care in the world about who was watching.

But maybe you should have.

It's too late to run when I briefly look up from our dancing daze and see Sasha and Connie taking pictures of us two from across the room. I nearly scream in horror. My body immediately freezes up.

"Baby..? What's wrong?"

I say nothing but point, his eyes follow my gaze and he realizes what has happened.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!"

Reiner instinctively jumps in front of me as to shield me from the camera. He grabs my hand and we fight our way out of the dance floor to try to escape to his car. But it's too late, Jean and Eren block the entrance.

"Well, hello Reiner and y/n. Fancy seeing you two here. How are your families doing?" Eren says sarcastically.

Fuck. We're caught.

"Listen uh, we just happened to uh, both see each here, coincidentally. It's not what it looks like."

"Reiner... You're a terrible liar. Just give up they saw us dancing, they know babe..."

"Ah ha! We knew it! Sasha, you owe me $20!"

Sasha grumbles and hands Connie the cash. I gulp and look down at my feet.

"Alright guys enough," Mikasa pipes up from the back. "They were trying to enjoy their night like we are. Let them get through Jean, Eren."

I send her a smile that means thank you. Reiner and I leave and head home.

"Well... At least we don't have to hide it anymore."

I laugh at his words. He's right, at least we don't have to hide it anymore.

#reiner braun #reiner braun x reader #attack on titan #mikasa x eren #college au #secret dating

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dollslayer · 3 years

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Shots or Dare

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: A drinking game goes one step too far. Or does it?

W/C: 1,551

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, drunken antics, hangovers, swearing

A/N: Just a quick little oneshot for y'all! I'm working on some bigger stuff but wanted to put this out there just for kicks. If you like it check out my other stuff and reblog/comment! Cheers!

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‘When will yo finally jsut go on s date with me?’

You sent it before you could even really register your actions. This is why you should’ve volunteered to be DD. Drinking on Girl’s Night always lands you in trouble. Trouble in this case, comes in the form of a dare and the persuasions of an equally drunk and far more excited Wanda.

“You finally DID IT! YOU DID IT!” Wanda hollers as she jumps from the booth in celebration.

Your hand shot up to cover her mouth, noticing several tables in the bar were looking towards you. You wobbled a bit and held the table for support with your other hand. You shushed her and sat back down.

“Did what? What did I do?” You asked, seeming to be the only one not in on the joke.

“Check your texts, lover girl” Paling in fear at her words you swipe up on your phone and read. Oh, God.

‘When will yo finally jsut go on s date with me?’ Read: 1:19AM You felt the blood rush from your brain to your cheeks in sheer humiliation.

You tried your best to recall a few minutes ago when Wanda was practically typing out the message for you as Nat looked on in amusement. You were playing Shots or Dare, a very dangerous game you now realized. Wanda dared you that you wouldn’t finally say something to Steve, whom you’ve had a crush on since you joined the team. You were always so much bolder when you were drunk.

Now sobered in an instant having seen that not only had you actually sent the text but that he’d read it. Your superior officer, your teammate, your friend. God, I must seem so sloppy. How do I even solve this? What do I even say? How soon could I realistically transfer out so I never have to see him again?

Your phone sat shakily in your hands as your thumb hovered above it, unsure what to type. Before you could Nat snatched your phone from your hand and put it in her pocket. You were about to protest when she just shook her head at you.

“It’s too late and you’re too drunk. He probably thinks you’re kidding. Just sleep in my room tonight we’ll fix it in the morning” She offered.

Even though Nat herself was 4 or 5 drinks in she always seemed to have her head on straight. You swallowed and nodded before hiding your face in your hands.

“Relax, I’m sure he thinks it’s hot you’re just going for it! My turn! I choose dare!” Wanda changed the subject with a clap of her hands and eagerly awaited her dare. You didn’t know how you were going to get through the rest of the night without freaking out about it so you ordered yourself another drink and got to forgetting.

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Staying out until almost 3, the group of you stumbled your way back to the tower and into Nat’s room. You promptly passed out in full makeup and without changing your clothes. You’d wake up to a hangover but that was tomorrow you’s problem.

And a problem it was, not six hours later you awoke to loud knocking from down the hall. You groaned and turn into the couch cushions hoping to fall back asleep. The knocking came again and you ignored it, sighing in comfort when you heard whomever it was retreating back up the hall.

Unable to sleep, you got up slowly and tried to gauge the severity of your hangover. Deciding you’d rather deal with this in the comfort of your own room you wrestle to get your shoes off your feet and carry them in one hand while you open the door with the other. You do your best to sneak down the hall to your room, only being a few doors down from Nat.

You make it just in front of your room when you drop your shoes and wince at the sound it makes. You steady yourself on the door to pick them up when you hit your head on the handle. It stings and you cringe at the feeling of the long handle getting stuck in your hair. Surprised, you hiss at the pain and drop both your shoes again as you desperately try to untangle yourself.

You could not be more of a mess if you tried. Maybe if you puked right now but all the willpower you had left was preventing that from happening. After a moment of all but ripping your hair from your head you’re free with one final jerk forwards, which of course, causes you to lose your balance and topple forward.

You put both your hands out and brace for the carpet burn of the collision but it never comes. Instead you’re being held steady by two large hands and all you can think to do is pray that it isn’t who you think it is. No God would be that cruel.

You slowly look up and find yourself eye to eye with Steve. No God except this one, apparently. He looks concerned as he helps you back up slowly to your feet. He picks up your shoes and opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. He looks you up and down, taking in your appearance trying to assess how best to approach the situation.

You’re suddenly very aware that you’re still in last night’s clothes and that the mascara on your eyelashes is smudged from where you fell asleep. If the Earth could swallow you whole right now you’d have no objections. You feel sweat from your nervousness mixing with last night’s too. I am a literal human disaster, this could not get worse. Please, please don’t bring up the text.

He clears his throat. “I, um, I saw you texted me last night.” Fuck. “I knew you were out with the girls, just wanted to make sure you made it home okay.”

You hide your face with your hands and huff out a breath of embarrassment.

“Yeah, um, thank… you… Yeah I’m good” You were not good. On top of the trainwreck of an encounter this already was your knees are giving out on you. You need to lay down now. Maybe get some food in you.

Steve rushed forward to pick you up again when you caught yourself against the door and fumbled to unlock it.

“Why don’t you let me do that?” He moved you gently aside to fiddle with the door before opening it and ushering you inside.

He set your shoes down by the door and helped you out of your jacket.

“When’s the last time you ate something? Or maybe you need some water?” He offered.

You shook your head at him and stuck your hands out to feel your way to your bed. This was already so embarrassing, Steve didn’t need to continue to see you like this.

Steve shook his head slightly and tsked at you. He helped you into bed and then looked at you with his hands on his hips, like he was contemplating his next move.

“I’m going to make some breakfast, do you think you could get a shower in that time or do you need to rest? Regardless after that you’re going to eat what I made and drink a whole glass of water, no protests.” He spoke gently but firm as he walked towards the door.

“Steve, please you don’t need to do this, I’m so sorry jus’ lemme get some sleep you don’t have to do anyth-”

“I said no protests. Now if I come back here in 15 minutes and you’re not in that shower I’m gonna be upset, do you understand?” He was using his Captain voice now and you rolled your eyes before giving him a lazy salute.

“Aye aye, cap” He chooses not to respond to your smart ass response, only chuckles as he closes the door behind him.

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One very woozy shower later you managed to only kind of puke your guts out and put on a clean pair of clothes. You exited your ensuite to the smell of bacon and eggs. Having gotten all the puke out of your system your mouth was now practically watering at the prospect of food.

Steve was sat on your couch with two plates and he stood to greet you.

“I didn’t know what you like but I figure you can’t go wrong with the classics. I figure while we eat we can watch one of these so-called ‘classics’ you’re always on my case about watching?” He grinned at you and waited for a response.

You shuffled over to your couch and plopped down beside him.

“Why’re you doin’ this for me, Steve? You don’t have to do any of this, I’m good” You kept trying to insist, feeling guilty that you were so hungover earlier and messy in front of him on top of your very infamous drunk text.

“Well this is a date isn’t it?” He smiles down at you with a boyish smirk and all you can do is return his expression and think of what movie to pick. Maybe Shots or Dare isn’t all that bad. This time at least.

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fluff #marvel fic #marvel x reader #fluff #alcohol tw #Just a lil somthin for yall #not my fav thing i've ever written but at least it's kinda cute

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emerald-echeveria-plant · 3 years

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The Beginning of the End

Elinor, teaching her baby how to walk: that's it Edmund, you can do it!

Edmund: *walks forward a little. Ends up falling on his face and proceeds to cry.* 😭

Elinor: oh honey no! It's okay, you're okay! Here, let mother make it all better! *Picks up Edmund and begins to cradle him*

Silver: is our cub alright darlin??

Elinor: oh he's okay, he just sorta fell on his face..

Edmund: *cries louder*

Silver: give him here, I want to cradle him

Elinor: *hands Edmund to Silver* careful now

Silver, cradles his son: there, there now tiny. It'll be alright... Sh, shhh...

Edmund: *quiets down as he looks at his father* 🥺?

Silver: that wasn't so bad now was it?

Edmund: eh! (◕દ◕)

Silver: heh, you're starting to get heavy. Your mother and I won't be able to care you all the time now Eddie

Edmund: noooo (╥﹏╥)

Elinor: yessss, besides your other siblings are starting to walk as well. You don't want to be the only one now do you?

Edmund: yee (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ

Elinor: oh. We're still going to teach you regardless.

Edmund: (;´∩`;)

Cetus, walks in: aw, if it isn't the three bears :)

Silver, sarcastically: ha, I certainly haven't heard that one before..

Cetus: heh, I mean you guys kinda are. Besides the two little ones then that'd make you guys the five bears. Not as catchy though.

Elinor: Cetus, have you seen Esmeralda? I saw her crawling around the deck but I haven't seen her since.

Cetus: she's with Andrew and the others. She was trying to steal the silverware again and now she's in baby jail.

Elinor and Silver: baby jail..?

//Esmeralda was in a wooden cage with a paper taped into the front. The words written on read "Baby Jail".//

Esmeralda: ＼(≧ﾛ≦＼) vet me out!!

Andrew: Are you gonna steal the silverware again?

Esmeralda: yeesh! >:((

Andrew: then I guess I can't let you out.

Esmeralda: *Screams like a banshee*

Lyka: ah, she in baby jail again?

Andrew, biting into a purp: yup.

Lyka: she's really gotta stop stealing stuff from the kitchen.. and my room.

Andrew: Well, we've been trying to teach her to stop but she still does it. I don't know how I'll be able to get her to stop.

Lyka: guess this tiny little gremlin needs to be taught a lesson..

Esmeralda: hiiiiiissss (◉`Д'◉)

Lyka: but I won't be the one doing it. I have other things to do.. like admiring my shiny objects while the gremlin is locked up. *Leaves*

Jim, walks over: Esme in baby jail again?

Andrew: mhm

Jim: hopefully she'll learn this time.

Sophie: No. No she won't.

Esmeralda: screw you! I sleep now. *Passes out*

Andrew, sighs: let's get you to your parents.. *picks up Esmeralda* I hope she's actually asleep and not tricking me. *Andrew walks away from them and into the private quarters*

Sophie: huh.. so, this is it.

Jim: whats it..?

Sophie: everything. *Leans against the railing*

Jim: um.. hon, I'm not- I'm not understanding what your saying.

Sophie: no it's just. I never expected things to become this way.

Jim: What way? Us being with amazing people and making a found family with them? Silver and Elinor having cubs? Everything in our lives becoming great?? Yeah, I never would've expected it either.

Sophie: heh, yeah. It's really wonderful isn't it?

Jim: it is.. but not as wonderful as you.

Sophie, blushes: oh Jim 💕

//just as they were about to kiss, Tori pokes her head in between the two.//

Tori: HEY what are you guys talkin about??? :DD

Jim: AH! Oh.. Tori, it's just you. You scared me there.

Sophie: Christ you almost gave me a heart attack, don't do that again..

Tori: sorry, just tryin' see what you guys were doin!

Jim: we were just talking about some things on our minds..

Tori: oooo, what kinds of things (✧ω✧)

Sophie: how we never expected this lovely outcome.. I feel like I'm finally happy and relieved. Ever since, you know, my dad passed away... But I can't shake this feeling like something is going to go wrong.

Jim, puts his hand on her shoulder: hey, everythings going to be okay.

Sophie: but what if it doesn't?? What if someone or something is waiting to ruin our happy moments? To destroy our found family..

Jim: that will never happen! And I'll make sure it won't, you know why?

Sophie: why..?

Jim: because as long as we have each other, we'll pull through. Like we always do..

Tori: Jim's right! It's not like there's some sort of powerful villain out there with an equally powerful lackey that'll plan to destroy us all!

Sophie:

Jim:

Tori:

Sophie: that's very specific Tori.

Tori: ha, I know! Been feeling weird lately :D

Jim: it's problem not something to worry about.. Come on, let's go get some stew to get this off our minds.

Sophie: bonzabeast stew?

Jim: bonzabeast stew :)

Sophie: :D

Tori: :D

//As the threw went to the kitchen to get themselves some stew.

On a distant planet on the far end of the etherium, was a building. On the walls described various awful things that happened to people. All under the power of one individual... In the center of the building was a well with a lid. Behind it were mechanical chains connecting to the well and it's lid. Next to the well was a lever but with a warning sign. "An unleashment of hell awaits to those set free the beast". A hooded figure walked towards the well. They read the sign but paid no attention to what the warning implemented. The hooded figure pulled down the lever. The chains clanked together as they appeared to be pulling something up. The lid slowly opened up.

From a platform rose a dark haired woman, wrapped with hundreds of chains. She was on her knees and her head hung low. The hooded figure released her from her imprisonment of chains. When they finished untying her, the woman lunged at the hooded figure. She pinned them against the floor with her hands wrapped around their neck.//

??: Who. Are. You..?

??: I. CAN'T... BREATH!

??: Can't breathe? What type of name is that??

??: NO! I LITERALLY CAN'T BREATHE! YU-YOU'RE chOKING ME!

??: Wait.. *let's go of their neck* you sound familiar..

??, Takes in a deep breath and sighs; eh.. you know even after five hundred years, you're still as strong as ever Queen Hatred.

Hatred: what..

??: Don't recognize me with a hood now don't cha? Heh, that's okay... I've been meaning to loose it. *Proceeds to take off the hooded cape*

Hatred, not surprised: Veronica. My loyal servant. How nice of you to drop by.

Veronica: yup its me! Your most loyal servant! Since you know, most of your other servants wanted you dead- but uh, besides that. I'M SO HAPPY YOU'RE ALIVE! I mean I had a feeling you were alive and I was totally right. I guess wasting all those hundreds of years to rebuild my life was for nothing- *proceeds to get punched in the face*

Hatred: it's been five hundred years and you didn't even bother to look for me in the first place???

Veronica: hey, hey! I didn't know where to look for you! It was HARD! There wasn't a ton of clues at first but hey I managed to find you!

Hatred: ugh.. five hundred years.. five hundred blood years I've been stuck in that well.. my dress has been starting to grey from staying in that dirty water. Do you any form of good news to give me at least..?

Veronica: well, there's good news and very, very, very bad news..

Hatred: what's the good news?

Veronica: your theological influence has and still affects thousands of people!

Hatred: I knew that already.

Veronica: oh.. then I suppose you don't want to hear the bad news.

Hatred: Veronica. What's the bad news..?

Veronica: erm.. your kingdom is now under the control of the Terran empire and they confiscated your staff.

Hatred: WHAT!??!

Veronica, nervously: and your armies were all put to death.. after people realized there was no way changing them back.. I'm sorry..

Hatred, breathes heavily: I am beyond angry at this point but I will save my rage for whoever is in charge of the empire so that I'll be satisfied when I.. TEAR OUT THEIR SPINE!

Veronica: do mind my interruption but uh, how will you accomplish such goal? You don't have an army, all your supporters are long dead, your staff is being held captive somewhere, and your poor Carrion is-

Hatred: dead. I know. I saw him with my very eyes die before me. He tried to protect me.. now that was the truest form of loyalty that I had ever seen.

Veronica: besides me right..??

Hatred:

Veronica:

Hatred: sure. Now then, we must retrieve my staff and then I'll plot my revenge from there. Do you know where it is?

Veronica: It's in the Terran Castle but I must warn you, it's very guarded. They really don't want it to be left out of sight. Anyone under suspicion of stealing it could be put in jail or even worse.. executed.

Hatred: hm, it's a good thing I have you as a body shield in case anything goes wrong. Now then, let's go to Terran to get back what's rightful mine.

Veronica: so we're just gonna barge in there or is there a plan?

Hatred: I'll come up with one when we get there. And once I get back my staff, I'll destroy Terra for trying to getting rid of it's Savior... The eitherium will finally know peace now that I've returned.

(Cetus and Andrew belong to @aalbliii

Sophie belongs to @sleeplessdreamer14

Elinor, Esmeralda, Edmund, Hatred, and Veronica belong to me

Tori belongs to @authorchanlove

Lyka belongs to @princssealexis165)

#DUN DUN DUUUU #is this truly the end for the crew??#or is it only the beginning??#lol idk you make your own conclusions #oc insert

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backburnerdio · 3 years

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Fictober – Day 5

Original Fiction: Time Borrowed Prompt #28: I Don't Have to Explain Myself Word Count: 834 Words Warnings: Language, Violence, Alcohol Rated: Teen

The Last Watering Hole lived up to its name looks-wise. It’s what Beau concluded a place would look like if climate change hadn’t been reversed and humanity withered out. It was so dimly lit, he had to manually override his infrared from kicking on. There were drafts around the windows and coming from the exposed structure ceiling where naked pipes and vents hung. Everything reeked of alcohol and a mixture of fried food and smoke.

Beau disabled any particle sensors as he followed Garnet down the length of the bar.

It was packed, bar and tables elbow to elbow with people, some shouting about the projections of sports holograms at their tables, others the gambling they partook in. A jab to his side drew his attention to Garnet who pointed to a stool.

“Stop staring.” He grumbled, taking a seat beside him.

“There’s a lot going on in here.”

“Yeah, an’ ain’t a lick of it your business.”

Garnet waved at someone down the bar. Beau quickly glanced at those around him, trying to adjust the way he sat to mimic them in hopes of looking natural. By Garnet’s tone, it wasn’t best to stand out. “You’re bein’ weird.”

“How?”

Garnet made a dramatic display of slouching, hooking an elbow on the bar, exaggerating his mockery. “You look like this. This what you wanna look like? Sit up. Stop doin’ that.” A smack to Beau’s back caused him to sit up straighter, “lean on your elbows some. Relax.” He allowed Garnet to adjust how close to the edge his elbows were. His attention instantly moved to the bartender who approached. “Whiskey stinger,” was all Garnet said and the bartender expectantly looked to Beau. “Nothing for him. He’s DD.”

The man shrugged and turned away.

“Is this where you spend your weekends?”

“No questions,” Garnet made a short, sharp swipe with his hand in the space between them. “Alright? I didn’t sign up for this ‘class pet spend-a-night’ nonsense.”

“I’m not a turtle, Garnet.”

“Might as well be –either way, I don’t have to explain myself. It’s my turn to deal with you, so I’m dealing with you. Just sit there and try to look normal.” The bartender returned with Garnet’s drink. Beau decided it was probably better not to stare at him and instead studied the mirrored wall of bottles, scanning over their contents and how different each looked. He watched glass after glass poured, beginning to log the different mixed drinks and their names.

He was jarred from behind, slipping on the bar to knock over the glass beside him. It spilled, splashing into the stranger’s plate and over into the floor.

“Son of a—” The drink owner cursed, lifting the plate of barely touched food and glaring from between his thick, silver beard and sagging beanie cap.

“Sorry,” Beau nervously glanced to the trailing traffic that had bumped him. No one bothered to stop or even turn around to bear witness. “I didn’t mean to hit it. I can get you another—”

“What the hell is your deal? Huh?!” The man shouted, dropping his plate with a splattering clatter. “That’s my dinner.”

“I’ll pay to replace it.” Beau reached for his wallet, seized by the front of his shirt as the man yanked him around to face him.

“You wanna take this outside?!”

“N-no—”

“Hey,” Garnet pushed Beau aside, half cramming him against the bar. “He said he’d pay for it. You fuckin’ deaf or somethin’?”

“I’m not fucking talking to you!”

“Yeah? Well, I’m talkin’ to you! He said he’d pay for it!”

“He’s gonna pay for it alright, by learning some manners,” he yanked on Beau again, a tug-o-war as Garnet pulled him back by a shoulder.

“Hey, hey, take it easy, Bud." Garnet leaned around Beau, hand held out to the tetchy old man. "How’s your insurance?”

“What the fuck does that—?"

Garnet snatched the empty glass from the bar before smashing it on the man’s head, raining it in Beau’s lap. “You wanna go outside, Bud? Wanna try it now? Huh?” Garnet shouted, grabbing his shoulder and yanking backward onto the floor. “Give 'im his dinner, Beau.”

“What?” Beau was frozen, unsure what was asked of him. People around the bar turned to watch, some chuckling drunkenly, those who were heading for the exit blocked by the groaning man on the floor. Garnet reached across, picking up the soupy plate of what had once been potatoes and Salisbury steak, and dumping it on the man’s face.

“On the house!” Garnet boomed, getting back on his stool sliding the plate down the bar. The bartender merely looked on, arms crossed, lips pursed in disappointment. As if to amend this, Garnet waved his wallet, muttering to no one imparticular.

Beau glanced down to the groaning man who was slowly sitting himself up, ignored by the now line of traffic headed for the door. "Should... should we help him up?"

"No. He'll get up when he's done thinkin' about what he's done. Leave him be. Fuckin’ turtle.”

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frostsinth · 4 years

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The other men’s whistles alerted him to her approach. She watched him flick his hat back with his finger, grinning at her eagerly. The young orc used his thighs to spin his boar around, giving his thick flanks a light kick to urge him on.

“Peaches!” He called in greeting, tugging the reins to slow his approach. “Comin’ to give me a goodbye kiss?”

The young woman glanced around, considering the other gathered men. Saddling their mounts, polishing their weapons. Her own palomino nudged her stablemate, snorting and tossing her head.

“What’s going on, Jeb?” She asked him cautiously, turning to fix him with her copper brown eyes.

He followed her eyes, reaching one hand to push back his long, dark hair under his hat. “The boss put out the word; got a new job. We’ll be headin’ out soon.”

Her heart sank into her stomach. “Another one? But you just got back!”

He nodded, looking a bit regretful as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Won’t be more than a week this time, I promise Peaches.”

“Don’t call me that.” She snapped, anger rising to replace her disappointment. “Damn it, Jeb!”

His brows shot up. “Well, I’m sorry, Ellie-Mae... You always seemed to like-”

“I can’t believe you’re leavin’ me again.” She cut him off, and to her shame her voice broke off at the end. She turned away, wiping at her eyes quickly.

“Daw, don’t be like that, Ellie! It’s only for a week this time, I swear!” He leaned past his saddle, reaching out to her.

She slapped his hand away. “No! No Jeb. That’s what you said last time, and the time before that. Then I didn’ see hide nor tail of you for a month.” She closed her eyes, taking a steadying breath. “I’m done. I’m not doing it anymore.”

He was silent for a long moment after that, and she heard him shift in his saddle. “Whatcha mean, Ellie-Mae?”

“I mean I’m done,” She hissed, refusing to look at him, “I won’t sit here waiting for you no more. Won’t spend my life wondering if you’re alive or dead. If you go on this job,” She squared her jaw and her shoulders, taking a steadying breath, “If you leave now... don’t expect me to be waiting here for you when you get back.”

Neither said anything for a long moment. The silence stretched painfully between them, more palpable than the boiling hot morning sun. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, but never seemed to have the words.

“Hey Jebediah, everything alright over there?” Growled the biggest orc of the bunch, coming out of the barn next to them with his hands on his hips. Both jumped slightly. “We’re headin’ out soon, son.”

“Yes’sir, I know, yes.” Jeb replied, turning to look at his boss. “I’ll be ready sir.”

It hit her in a wave, and she shook her head in disbelief. Ellie yanked the reins of her horse, kicking her flanks to have her start walking back home. Tears burned her eyes, but she would be damned if she let that ungrateful bastard see them. The sound of heavy cloven hooves and grumbling snorts followed her.

“Ellie-Mae, Ellie-Mae, wait!”

“My sister was right,” She called lightly over her shoulder, stubbornly keeping her eyes forward as he rode up beside her, “She told me you’d never put me first. I shoulda listened to her months ago.”

“Aw, come on! Would’ja just listen for a second?” He begged. When she didn’t even glance his way, she heard him growl. His hand darted out, grabbing her reins and pulling her up short. “Please, just-”

“No, Jeb!” She interrupted, finally spinning to face him. “No! I’m sick of it! I’m sick of worryin’ to death about you, out here like a damn criminal. I’m sick of thinkin’ every knock on my door is one of your boys comin’ to tell me you didn’ make it back this time. I can’t do it anymore!”

Ellie dropped off, her voice hitching. Her horse shifted beneath her, and she wrung the reins between her hands. Each breath seemed more painful than the last. She almost jumped when his hand touched her thigh.

“Listen, Peaches,” He mumbled softly, his hand scrunching up in her petty coat, “I know.. I know I dun always treat you right, and I know I leave you alone most nights... but I’m doin’ this for us! So we can have a little money stashed away! So we can get our own place!”

She shook her head, dropping her eyes. “What’s the point, Jeb, if I never get to see you? What kinda life is that?”

He leaned further, catching her hand. “I... I dun know, Peaches, but...” He ran his thumb over her fingers, “You know I love you, right? You mean the world to me-”

Ellie shook her head, trying to pull her hand back. “Stop it, Jeb, don’t try and sweet talk your way-”

“I’m not!” He argued, keeping her hand trapped in his. “Look... if that’s the way you see it...” He sighed, looking down at their hands, “I hope when I get back you’ll still be waiting for me, but... if not...” The way he squeezed her hand had her looking up at him finally, “Can I at least get that goodbye kiss?”

Her sob hitched in her throat, and she blinked back the tears again. But she nodded. He dropped her hand and reached up to catch the back of her neck, leaning as far over as he could.

“Best make it one hell of a good one,” He murmured to her as he drew close, “Just in case its our last, Peaches...”

MK So sorry for the lame lame background but I wasn’t planning on making a full picture of this I just wanted to do the lines and color. My s/o has been playing Red Dead Redemption and its got me in the cowboy mod, so I really wanted to get this project finished up.

Imagine Ye Ol’ Western, but with orcs!! :DD One-shot, not gonna do more between these two (even though I already have their life story written out in my head). Hope you guys like it.

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#orc #orc boyfriend #orc lover #monster #monster boyfriend #monster lover #oc #dnd #cowboy #western fantasy #au #terato #exophilia #horseback kiss #war hog

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ranvwoop · 3 years

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Ranv!! Lore!!! Thoughts now. please!!! :] (also I hope you're doing well)

!!!!! hello hello cryptid!!!! I'm doin good!!! I hope you are too :DD!!

I have many feelings. To preface, I watched Wilbur's stream up until he met Phil and switched over, because I play favourites and c!Phil my beloved.

AAAAAAA. WILBURS BACK. i mean, we knew, but. A real confrontation with everyone. I'm going to be honest, I don't know anything about c!Tommy. I didn't watch exile and it's been a long time since Pogtopia. I don't dislike him or anything, but Tommy has just never been My Streamer. (Which sucks for trying to write fic for the record. he's got main character energy but i have no desire to write him). So, huh! He's sure going through it again, probably. Or maybe not.

But,,,, Phil,,,, confronting his son,,, I knew it. During the

I WROTE SO MUCH AND IT DIDJT SAVE IM

tumblr my abhorred :(

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hi :DD and man i wish i could pull for his constellations but i was literally scraping my primos together to even afford him after losing 50/50 to mona :')) i hope you're doin well btw!!

Awww :c Well seeing how often he's been getting reruns, he'll come back sooner or later if you want to go for his constellations in the future! Also!! If you're pulling for other characters in the future, good luck hehe

Thank youu! I'm so busy but I'm doing my best >.< Hope you're doing well too!

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elizaviento · 4 years

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A Promise of Things to Come

Note: This is for @smudgethistledraws :)

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A Promise of Things to Come

(Stan Pines x Reader)

SFW -- 2650 words

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Before my knuckles could make contact with the front door of the Mystery Shack, it was flung open unceremoniously by the most adorable and energetic creature imaginable – Mabel Pines.

“You’re finally here, hurry up – come in!”

In fact, I was 10 minutes early. But, try telling this ball of energy that.

Before I could reply, she grabbed my hand and practically dragged me up the stairs to the attic bedroom she shared with her twin brother. Catching only a small glimpse of Stan as he lounged on his worn chair in the living room, he tossed me a wink before disappearing from view. Naturally, I could feel my cheeks burn as my heart skipped a beat. And, naturally, Mabel was the first to notice.

“Hey! You’re here now to teach me to draw, not to fawn over Grunkle Stan,” she chided as she slammed her way through the attic door, startling Dipper who was situated on the floor with about a hundred sheets of graph paper surrounding him.

“Oh hey,” he greeted as he gathered his wits. He had obviously been deep in thought, no doubt mapping out a new dungeon for his next game of DD&moreD.

Waving to him casually, I glanced around the room which was littered with half packed boxes and I was reminded that the summer was rapidly coming to a close. The twins would be returning to California by the end of the week and my weekly private sessions with Mabel would be coming to an end. Which also meant my opportunities to snag precious time with Stan would be coming to an end, as well. He and his twin brother, Ford, would be resuming their seasonal sailing trip around the world, leaving the Mystery Shack back into Soos’ capable care. And I – I would go back to my day job; art teacher at the local high school.

“Dipper, where are my art supplies?” Mabel questioned her twin as she tossed items from boxes in search.

“How should I know?” he asked, annoyance lacing his tone as he gnawed on the end of his ink pen so hard, I was afraid it would explode in his mouth. “You’re the one who packed them away.”

“But you should have been watching me!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air in exasperation. Catching a hint of color from the corner of my eye, I strolled over to a box situated next to Mabel’s bed and pulled her pallet of watercolors from inside. “You found them!”

Snatching the pallet from my hands, she then dove into the box to retrieve the remainder of her supplies.

“Uh, Mabel – it seems like Dipper has claimed most of the space up here today. How about we have today’s lesson in the kitchen?”

Dipper glanced up at me, displaying an appreciative smile as Mabel agreed and yanked me back toward the stairs.

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On our way to the kitchen, I was able to sneak one more peek at the man I’d been quietly admiring all summer before settling in at the table with Mabel and all of her supplies. For our last lesson, I gave her free reign to create whatever her heart desired as I casually day dreamed. In the living room, I could faintly hear Stan and Ford planning their fall adventure and I mentally inserted myself into those plans; imagined myself at Stan’s side, supporting him unconditionally. In fact, I’d do so regardless of a fantasy trip around the world, if only given the opportunity.

And, why hadn’t I received that opportunity? I couldn’t quite say, to be honest. The brief interactions I’d had with Stan thus far included his poor, but endearing, attempts at flirting and my bashful giggling. It was nearly impossible to spend time with him alone due to one of the kids or his brother constantly milling about. And now, with the summer coming to a close, I’d probably not see him again for the better part of a year.

Sighing to myself, I was only brought back into the moment when the snap of Mabel’s fingers, just inches from my face, pulled me from my brooding.

“So, what do you think?” she asked, holding up the painting she’d just completed of her and her pet pig, Waddles. Mabel had picked up the techniques I’d taught her rather well and her own unique style emerged quite early. In truth, she was incredibly talented.

“It’s great, dear,” I assured, taking the small canvas from her hands to inspect it closely.

“Really?! Oh, I’m so glad because it’s a gift for you! I want you to keep it to have something to remind you of me and Waddles.”

Peering over the canvas at the young girl’s beaming smile simultaneously warmed and clinched my heart. I refused to accept any form payment when I’d agreed to tutor Mabel but I supposed taking this token of her affection would be fine. And, it was quite well done as Mabel was a natural talent.

Glancing at my watch, I was disappointed that our final session was coming to a close. It was finally time to say goodbye.

I kept the affair as short and sweet as possible, hugging each twin in an almost vice like grip. Dipper was utterly adorable as his round cheeks flushed crimson and he stuttered his farewell. Mabel gave as good as she got, crushing my ribs with force I didn’t think was possible within her tiny body.

And, by the time I’d made my way to the door, the living room was deserted. I’d missed my chance. That is, until I somberly stepped out onto the front porch and collided with something large and solid.

“Woah, watch where you’re goin’ there, toots,” a deep and gruff voice rumbled from the object blocking my path. A voice that was delightfully familiar and set a rush of warm dopamine through my circulatory system.

“I – I’m so sorry!” I stammered, gathering my wits as Stan wrapped his large hands around my biceps and peeled me from his front. “I was just on my way –”

“Say, whatcha doin’ this coming Saturday?”

Now a foot between us, I glanced up toward his face to catch him peering down his nose at me. But, his eyes were soft; a hit of a smile playing on the corners of his mouth as he awaited my reply.

I felt a bit silly as I admitted, “I have no plans. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I was – uh – wonderin’ if… ya know, if you’d maybe wanna catch dinner with me?” Awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, a slight blush crept up from his neck to dust his cheeks. It was utterly endearing. He actually seemed anxious at the prospect of my refusal. “The kids leave on Friday afternoon and Ford and I won’t be packing up until the following week, so I thought –”

“Of course, I’d love to,” I replied before he could somehow talk himself out of it. “I’ll meet you here at 8:00 pm.” Then, I stepped around him and headed to my car without another word.

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When Saturday evening finally arrived, I spent an exorbitant amount of time fussing over my hair, makeup and outfit. Checking the time every 15 minutes, the butterflies in my stomach seemed to be having a ticker tape parade. Then, with half an hour to spare, I drove the path that would lead me to the disheveled shack in the middle of nowhere.

What I’d expected when I arrived was far from what I was actually presented with. Instead of finding Stanley Pines in his normal attire, casually lounging on the ratty couch situated on the front porch, I was greeted with a dapper man in a proper suit holding a bouquet of flowers that appeared to be hand picked.

Parking my vehicle, I was startled when Stan moved with impressive speed to make it to my door before I could open it myself. Tucking the flowers under one arm, he fumbled with the handle until it popped open and I gawked at him in confusion.

“Hey, don’t look so shocked,” he mumbled as he offered me a hand, which I gingerly took. “I can clean up semi-decent when the mood strikes.”

Speechless, I took the offered bouquet and allowed him to lead me toward the shack. But, words continued to fail me as we entered, due to the sight before me.

Someone had taken the time to thoroughly clean. The shack was spotless, from ceiling to floor and a pleasant aroma wafted toward me from the kitchen.

Someone had helped him arrange this. And, since the twins had departed the day prior, that only left one person. However, I knew better than to give Stanley’s twin brother any credit in this matter.

“I hope you don’t mind staying in,” he hedged, shifting his eyes toward me to gauge my reaction.

“Of course not. What smells so good?”

“Um, well –” he took the flowers from my loose grip and popped them into a drinking glass filled with water on the kitchen counter, “–chicken parmesan…?”

The uncertainty in his voice earned a giggle from me as he escorted me to the kitchen table. Everything had already been set up and served on mismatched dishware. There were two long stem candles placed in the middle of the display, flickering a soft glow on the meal that, indeed, resembled chicken parmesan. Silently thanking Ford for the valiant effort, I took a seat in front of one of the placements with a smile that I was certain resembled that of a lovesick teenager.

What was all this? Why had Stan gone through all the trouble when he could have easily taken me to Greasy’s Diner? Why had he even asked me to dinner in the first place? Most of our previous interactions had been brief and surface level. An intimate setting, such as this, begged familiarity or the promise of it. Or – or maybe I was reading far too much into a kind gesture?

I was suddenly pulled from my inner contemplation when Stan yanked the other chair from the table and plopped down across from me. He seemed a bit stiff and awkward and he reached for the bottle of red table wine and poured himself a tall glass before scooching the bottle toward me. Taking his lead, I poured myself a glass as well and attempted to settle in.

Dinner was, surprisingly, easy and carefree. Stan proved to be an excellent conversationalist and had fantastical stories that kept me on the edge of my seat during the duration. Soon, I found myself pouring my third glass of wine and my inhibitions were being softened around the edges as my smiles and giggles materialized with ease.

“Ya gettin’ tipsy there, doll?” Waggling his eyebrows, he tipped the wine bottle toward me before taking a swig directly from it.

“I could ask you the same question,” I countered, taking a larger gulp than was necessary from my glass. Another giggle passed my lips as Stan lowered his glasses to peer at me from above the rims. Suddenly stunned by his beautiful eyes, I covered my mouth with the back of my hand and averted my gaze.

“Why did you ask me to dinner?” The words tumbled from my mouth before they'd even fully formed in my mind and the humiliation crept up from my chest to burn my cheeks. I wanted to take them back – stuff them back down my throat and swallow them whole. But, it was too little, too late.

Luckily, though, the wine had kicked Stan’s cockiness into high gear and he was more than willing to explain.

“You’re cute,” he stated simply, running a large hand through his hair. “I’ve also caught you making eyes at me. Couldn’t let that opportunity pass by, now could I?” Then, he laughed; a booming baritone that seemed to vibrate from his body, travel across the distance between us and tingle the tips of my fingers and toes.

I had no retort. Mostly because the wine was coursing through my veins delightfully, but the truth was undeniable.

“Well, I’m glad you did.”

“Me too, doll.”

The conversation continued to flow, easy and effortless. Stan encouraged me to tell a story or two of my own when his reserve had finally been tapped. He even appeared interested as I spoke instead of the slightly annoyed demeanor he always wore.

Eventually, though, the conversation grew scarce and the wine ran dry. It was late and I became hyper aware of the fact that the two of us were completely alone in the shack. Briefly, I wondered where Ford could be. But, I hadn’t seen him all evening so it was probably safe to assume that he’d taken refuge elsewhere for the evening.

And, that realization sent a rush of adrenaline directly to the base of my spine.

“I should probably get going. I have plans to meet a friend for breakfast tomorrow.”

It was a poor excuse, but an excuse nonetheless. As much as I wanted to spend time with Stan, I didn’t want to move too fast and squander my opportunity for a meaningful relationship.

“Oh, of course, yeah. I’ve – uh – got important things to do too, ya know.”

Scrambling from the table, he approached me and offered me his hand in the same manner as when he’d met me at my car. The endearment hit me hard and actually felt tears prick my eyes as I slipped my hand into his. Seconds later, he had me to my feet and slyly tucked and hooked my arm around his in a guise to steady me as he led me toward the front door. Even though I wasn’t anywhere near intoxicated, I allowed him this reprieve and reveled in the warmth of his body where we touched.

Soon – too soon – we were standing on the front porch of the shack, a warm breeze caressing my cheeks and tousling the loose strands of my hair. This one singular moment was perfect and I would have been content for it to last forever.

That is, until I felt Stan’s gaze bore into me and I was compelled to tip my face upward to lock my eyes with his.

His expression was soft and somehow sweet – expectant. Something seemed to crackle in the atmosphere between us, drawing us toward one another like the pull of a magnet. I was powerless to resist it, even if I’d wanted to, so I nearly melted when Stan gently cupped the back of my neck and coaxed me toward him.

His lips were firm yet yielding as they molded around my own. Almost chaste in their gentleness and my heart swelled with thick emotion. I returned the kiss with as much fervor as I could muster, slightly opening my lips to encase his before swiping my tongue very lightly on his bottom lip. It was a promise of things to come… later.

Then, just as soon as the kiss began, it was over. The warmth and pressure now a ghost upon my lips as he pulled back and released me. I was slightly dazed as he chucked and slung one burly arm around my shoulders.

“Don’t lose my number while I’m gone this fall, huh?” The uncertainty in his voice made me smirk. Did he actually think I’d forget about him?

“Impossible,” I replied, pointing toward the bumper sticker Mabel had plastered on the back of my car with the Mystery Shack’s telephone number in large, bold font.

“Good girl.”

The End.

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 1 year

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Ope an ER guy? Like patient I mean

:OOOOOOOOOOOOO K A L U?????!!?!!??!!!?

W H A T :OOOO???

THEY W I L D I N OVER HERE :OOOO WHAT THE HECK XDD

DANG ALRIGHT LOL

Why does Asher look so excited xD is it him and his tea-seeking lol

That's just what I'm calling it now XD for the most part anyway lol

But dang hi Kalu!! I'll still pretend to be surprised next time I think but still welcome for now xDD

Oh dang he doin well for himself :D good for him :)

Ope yeah lol the assault xD

My brain got confused seeing a quick shot of Eric Winter (that's his name right I'm doubting myself lol) xD I was like wait I recognize him- ohhh yeah

This has happened before when I forgot he existed XD

Anyway lol

OOP yeah Shaun IS a good surgeon :DD

A very good one lol xD

Ooope!!

O.O

Y'all this episode is boutta be INTENSE :OO o.o :DDD

Crazy!!!

Also I just re-watched the promo to make sure I didn't miss anything as I was a tiny bit behind on blogging and saw the top comment and :OO that's right!! Jared never met Lea :OOO!

I hope they do meet :DD it'll be cool seeing him find out how everyone's doing 🥰🥰

Imagine if for some reason he doesn't know about Melendez and we get a Melendez mention 😭😭

We haven't had one in a while and frankly (especially with Danny around now - I would say new people but I just realized it's only new person xdd) we deserve one :'))

ANYWAY!

This (next) episode is gonna be crazy :D

Okay, that's the last of my last thoughts, now it's time for the. . .

REVIEW

I loved this episode :D! I thought it was really great :). It had some good drama but not too much, wasn't too hard to watch at any point lol, and all the storylines were nice :D. Not just oh, a passive nice, but like, good lol. And honestly besides Morgan, we got a pretty good spread of focus, if not plot. Like everyone was still around mainly, even if they didn't have their own storyline going on, and we still saw Morgan :D. Next up for least was Lim and we still saw her quite a bit :). Anyway! The cases were great, and interesting, and everything tied together nicely :D. Even though they mostly weren't really related, I just think they all worked in the episode together :).

Now! Onto the individual parts :D.

First off, Morgan, I missed you 🥰🥰. We didn't get to see her much this episode, but she was a queen, as always :D xD! Her one moment was amazing lol. And it stuck in my head, though it could be partially due to it being the only time we saw her. Eh, anyway :).

Also, I miss Jerome <33, but speaking of nurses, nice to see Hawkes :D! I noticed her when Danny was running past and was kinda like ay :), but her bit at the end was really sweet 😭🥰. Love her :)! But yeah I do miss Jerome lol xD <33. Waiting for my babey to return from the war <3. Not that he hasn't been around a bit but yk lol.

Andrews real quick! He was around for a bit, but mostly he was just supporting others :). I'm glad he thought of Jordan for that meeting :D, and him supporting Perez (for a different kind of meeting LOL) was really sweet to see too :'). Love him, he was great ❤️.

Lim :)). We didn't see her toooo much this episode, but she was great in what we did see :D. I'm glad she made sure Jordan stayed out of it for the most part (stayed out for the most part not glad for the most part) - someone had to lol. I do wish she'd given Jordan a little more time to explain what happened in the muffin scene, but I didn't mind too much. It all worked out in the end :). Also, Lim was as always, amazing at her job 🥰🥰. I love her :DD.

Asher! My boy and his tea-seeking behaviors this episode xD. But, he did amazing work and he had some good funny moments lol. I really liked his scenes with Jordan, as per usual lol - they're my besties your honor :)). Not literally mine, but, yk xD. And like I said, I just find it hilarious when he's literally always 👀 XD. I love him <33.

Park :)! I really loved him this episode :D. We don't often get to see him working with kids (not that I can think of off of the top of my head, but at least not recently I think) so that was really nice :)). He was just so sweet, and good with that kid too <3. Unfortunately I do not remember the kid's name lol. And he was of course amazing at his job :). I'm glad they caught that the kid didn't need chemo! Also, that thing he said about learning to work with other people's view points was really good :)). I loved it 🥰.

Glassman! Aww 😭🥰. Luckily this episode was not as awkward as I feared xD. I loved him this episode, but I am glad he's moving out lol. If only down the hall xd. And honestly, I get why he was doing that stuff. He shouldn't have been, but it was a nice distraction. And, in my opinion, I think it's also a bit of not getting the chance to be a grandfather biologically, and also just, kids in general, you know? It's been a long time since he's had a kid of his own :( <3. There's Shaun, so it's not a totally left behind thing, but he didn't raise Shaun from being a baby. Still, I'm glad he saw what needed to happen and did it, if in a bit of a different way than expected xd. Also that hug scene with Shaun was just 😭😭 AUGH so adorable <333.

Perez! He was great this episode :D. I really liked his plot :). And that running sequence was HILARIOUS lol xD. All his scenes with planning/holding the NA meeting were super sweet :'DD. It was really nice to see him stepping into that leadership position :)). I just really enjoyed it honestly :D. And he was of course good at his job. I love him 🥰❤️.

Lea :D! I loved her 🥰🥰. We didn't actually see her that much, now tha to think about it lol, but she was great when she did :). Despite being a big part of one of the main plots, she was honestly providing a lot of comic relief this episode lol. I mean, it stemmed from her annoyance and such, but yk xD. She had some really great moments lol. Also feeling bad but still wanting him gone is a mood lol! I'm excited to see where everything continues from here with Glassman still kind of around, lol.

Shaun time! He was so adorable in a lot of his scenes, especially that hug with Glassman 😭🥰. And I'm glad he stood up for Lea's needs :)). Also, he was amazing at his job, as always lol. Anyway, seeing him learn about parenting from Park was also amazing :'D. He was just really great this episode! His scenes with Glassman were good, his scenes with Lea were good, and his scenes working on the case were good :)). He could've been a bit more chill with Danny lol, but it wasn't too bad :). And again, he was super cute throughout most of the episode :D. I love him 🥰🥰.

Jordan! She was amazing this episode :'DD. Her scenes with her grandma were sweet sometimes, and sad others, but I'm glad they managed to heal that part of their relationship, and she can start to fix that doubt in herself :). Plus she was great at her job, like coming up with the technique to help save her grandmother :D. And I'm so happy she decided to do the meeting at the end - she deserves it 🥰🥰. But yeah, her issues with her grandmother were so sad 😭😭. Just seeing her frustration, her pain, when all she wanted to do was make her grandma proud and hear her say it - auogh 😭😭💔❤️❤️. But, I'm glad they worked it out :')). And yeah, again, she was just great this episode. I love her ❤️❤️🥰😍.

Overall, I really enjoyed this episode! All the storylines were nice, and there wasn't too much drama. There was a bit, but not enough that I was toooo stressed lol. The cases were great, and it was super cool to meet a member of Jordan's family :D. And it fit in especially well with her being a patient :). But yeah, I really liked all the plots :D. I'm really excited for the next episode!!! It's CRAZY that Kalu's back :DD!!! It's gonna be super cool to see him interacting with everyone, and learning some of the things that have gone on that he doesn't know about! I don't know how much he would know about (for example, Melendez - though I suspect he's more likely to know about him than Claire leaving), but it'll certainly be interesting :D 👀👀👀. It's gonna be W I L D lol :DD!!! I'm super excited, it looks like it'll be a fun episode :). But back to this episode, I just really thought it was amazing :D. There was a bit of drama, but everything worked out, and it was honestly kind of a feel-good episode 🥰.

So yeah! I loved the episode, I thought all the storylines were great. This has been my review of. . .

The Good Doctor, Season 6, Episode 14: Hard Heart

It was really good! I'm super excited for the next episode, it's gonna be a crazy one. I'll be back next week with my review of. . .

The Good Doctor, Season 6, Episode 15: Old Friends

See you then!

#the good doctor #tgd #oasis's tgd chatter #unfortunately couldn't quuuite get this out before ls started lol #I was almost done and saved it to check to episode number and name and such but tumblr was struggling for me for some reason #(my wifi was fine) and it didn't save the last few paragraphs :')#I tried to re-do it once tumblr was working again but I couldn't quite make it in time #made it a bit of the way through the overall paragraph and did some on a commercial break but eh here we are now lol :))#it's fine really just kinda annoying lol xD #but I've gotten over it I wasn't too annoyed in the first place :)) so it's fine <33 #anyway yeah!!! :DDD #great episode 🥰🥰🥰#SUPER excited for the next one :)))#I love you all :))) <3333!!!#byeeee :DDD 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️!!!!

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