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jessij1997 · 5 months ago
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Congratulations to @heymrspatel! Your art won the Masquerade and will be our prompt for this @galladrabbles week!
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The Apocalypse pt.28
"Now we should find a place for the night," Mickey said, trudging toward the houses. "Hey, wait, are you mad?" Ian asked, jogging after him. "No." "Isn't it nice here? The air is so fresh." "Yeah, fucking fantastic." They approached a house with boarded-up windows. It looked reasonably safe. Suddenly, Ian swept Mickey off his feet and carried him bridal style. "The fuck are you doin’, asshole?" Mickey asked, shocked. But Ian grinned from ear to ear. "You're my apocalypse-husband, and I'm carrying you over the threshold!" Mickey couldn’t suppress a smile, even though all his alarm bells were ringing.
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irate-iguana · 2 years ago
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We need more weird historian rep in Doctor Who. The companions are too normal when faced with the prospect of time travel. I want a companion who makes a list of super specific historical destinations related to their dissertation. I want somebody whose first reaction to finding out that the Doctor is a time travelling alien is to create a Microsoft Word document and ask, “What caused the Late Bronze Age collapse?”
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ohnopeh · 1 year ago
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can’t believe my adult ass is giggling like an high schooler seeing their crush walk by because of these two little shit interacting and making gallavich references
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sluttygallavich · 8 months ago
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Galladrabbles: autumn
Thanks, @millennium-time-machine, for this week's prompt. Great first prompt for @galladrabbles! <3
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His co-worker nudges him sharply, and Ian looks up as his crush approaches the counter.
“Hey, Mickey.” He sounds breathless. “The usual?”
“Hmm, feelin’ bold today. Gimme a venti pumpkin spice latte, eight shots of espresso, five pumps of maple pecan sauce, light foam, extra caramel drizzle, extra autumn sugar topping.”
Ian is stunned stupid. “Are—are you serious?”
Mickey laughs. “Nah, man. Just wanted to see that big orange head of yours explode.” 
“Asshole,” he says, fighting back a smile. “So…tall black?”
“Well…did say I was feelin’ bold. How ’bout your number, too?”
Battle lost, Ian beams.
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paulandjohn · 18 days ago
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Top: John and Paul (1958)
Middle: Ian James (1957)
Bottom: John (1959)
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lupeloto · 7 months ago
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galladrabbles "to be with you"
@galladrabbles time with a prompt from @sweetbee78 : "to be with you" by mr. big !
the two lay glued to each other on the cordiform mattress despite the abundance of room on either side.
“what’s the one thing you wanna do in our first year married?” ian asks, both staring at the ceiling in comfortable silence.
mickey glances over with a warm smile, stealing a glimpse before reverting his gaze to the ceiling.
“hm. to be with you…guess that’s enough.”
“you guess, huh?” ian teases.
mickey breaks into a smile, his eyes crinkled at the sides. ian stares back in awe of the sight, his muscles officially jelly.
“it’ll do,” mickey leans closer. they melt into each other.
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smosh-potato · 9 months ago
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Anthony Padilla really said:
I have my best friend back, I don't need anything else
*Proceeds to unfollow every human except smosh accounts on his main IG*
*Deletes all contacts and stays with only 12 of them*
*Merges his company with Smosh*
*Let's the Smosh staff to manage his personal channel*
*Proceeds to spend time learning guitar, paint, play video games, and weed*
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starsmacabray · 1 year ago
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i wish barty crouch jr had tiktok so i could watch his version of the ‘don’t go insane’ belt dance because i KNOW he would eat that up
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deathclassic · 10 months ago
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A.U GUST
Week Four: Supernatural August 26th: Fallen Angel
Ian Gallagher is growing up in the church but has a complicated relationship to where he stands with religion. He meets Mickey, a fallen angel, who despite his obvious sin of being expelled from Heaven, seems to just be alright hanging around Ian throughout the years.
As Ian grows older, he starts to rebel against the church and maybe it's the fallen angels fault after all.
@gallavichthings
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theharellan · 5 months ago
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the ideal rook-solas dynamic is that they can be perfectly pleasant people independently but they see each other and start picking up knives.
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jessij1997 · 5 months ago
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Thanks @silvanshadow for the prompt 'present tense' for @galladrabbles this week.
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The Apocalypse pt.27
"Look." Ian pointed at a building with boarded-up windows. "Martinis." He grinned.
"What do we want in a martini bar?" Mickey frowned.
"Get drunk, obviously. What else?" Ian bounced up and down like a kid in Disneyland.
"Nah," Mickey said. A sign caught his attention: ‘Oak Forest Health Center.’
"We’re supposed to check that hospital tomorrow morning to see if they have your shit."
"I wanna drink martinis, like people did back in the '50s."
"How 'bout we stay in the present first, take care of your meds, and then you can have your martinis?"
Mickey tensed up, but Ian nodded.
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infjgemini · 4 months ago
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imagine Mickey and Ian watching we’re the millers and mickeys got an obvious crush on will poulter
and Ian is not happy, especially when Mickey starts googling the actor like what do you mean you find another ginger attractive
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spacerockwriting · 6 months ago
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Galladrabbles: Dinner Party
Thank you @twinklyylights and @galladrabbles for this weeks prompt. Dinner parties, Mickeys least fav thing.
Dinner Party
“Whose fuckin’ idea was it to throw a dinner party? Fuckin’ hate half these people.” Mickey’s standing away from everyone, Ian by his side.
“They’re potential clients. Hey, you’re the one that wanted to turn this into a business.”
“That didn’t mean I wanted to have to schmooze at some stupid ass party.” Mickey grabs a glass of wine off one of the waiter’s trays. One by one, he ticks the people off his fingers. Douche bag, fake asshole, hipster shit—no one he wants to do business with.
“Think I know how to rid of these assholes.” Mickey smirks.
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stopmyhearts · 1 month ago
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you'd think completing all stories of a character with only 39 appearances would be easy wouldn't you.
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sillyabtmusic · 6 months ago
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to: @honeydewtual, happy holidays ♡
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franklyimissparis · 1 year ago
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honestly still cannot believe that straight white blokes can get literal john lennon rpf published professionally but anyone who writes anything exploring john/paul’s dynamic in an even slightly un-heterosexual way (fanfic or academically) is discredited
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