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Ian and Mickey: seeing through each other’s bullshit since 2011

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no one's doin it like him, man

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fiona and her kids in s5

it’s a tragedy when a young man ends up behind prison bars. bad parenting. oh, don’t blame yourself.

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Iceland by Angelika Hörschläger

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Barn Owl displaying its beautiful feathers

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A woman went viral for being turned down for a next interview for a role, she asks the recruiter what she did wrong, the recruiter tells her they were “concerned about her lack of effort in her appearance.”

She explains she wore a freshly ironed blazer with a collared top. Her nails were painted a professional beige. She got a blowout for her hair, so a professional style. She had on subdued gold earrings.

The only thing she wasn’t wearing was makeup; she states she really doesn’t wear makeup, and only had chapstick on, as her skin is sensitive. Her lawyer mother has already explained she has no legal case against the company for any type of gender-based discrimination.

Just in case anyone wants to ask why feminists still refer to the “pink tax” or rail against more and more elaborate makeup trends being pushed on girls and women.

Women being punished socially for not wearing makeup is still a feminist issue.

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for the kiss prompt 18 or 25?

Send me a number and I’ll write a gallavich kiss 👄

18. - - as encouragement (with a little bit of 25 - as a yes - sprinkled in)

"So."

"So."

Silence, and not the comfortable.

"You need to get to the laundry," you finally say, and Mickey nods, eyebrow hitching up a little.

"And you need to get the fuck outta here."

"Mick -"

"Gallagher."

"I just ..." You pause, unsure how to continue because you just ... everything. You just love him. You'll just miss him. You just don't want to leave him. You just want him to come with you. You're just so fucking grateful.

"I know," he says, voice soft.

And it breaks your fucking heart.

You push forward, grab his face between your hands and kiss him soundly, thoroughly, memorising everything about it, and he kisses you back with his hands on your hips and a shaky breath falling from his lips.

"Don't do anything stupid," you whisper, pulling back only enough to get words out.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"I mean it," you say, and brush your mouth against his, relish on the plumpness of his kiss-swollen lips. "I need you to be on your best fucking behaviour, okay? And then - then maybe you'll get out early. Good behaviour, right?"

"Right."

"I mean it," you say, and then suck his bottom lip between your teeth until he moans. You let it slip out, lick at it gently, give it a soft kiss. "Be good, Mick. Ignore the assholes, do your time, and maybe you can come home early."

"Home, huh?"

"Yeah. Where I'll be waiting."

He sighs against your lips. "Okay, Gallagher."

You pull back, search his eyes. "You'll try?"

"Yeah," he says, turning his head to press a soft kiss to the sensitive skin of your palm. "I'll try."

"Okay."

"Okay."

And then the guard is there and you're running out of time and you still have so much you want to say, but Mickey just looks at you with soft eyes that try to hide the hurt you know he's feeling, so you do the only thing you can think of.

You wrap him in your arms, a brutal hug of your body committing his to memory, and he hugs back just as hard. The guard mutters something at the door, but you ignore him and Mickey ignores him, and you both squeeze that little bit tighter.

Mickey pulls away first, and it doesn't surprise you. He throws you half a smile and nods toward the door.

"Get the fuck outta here, Gallagher."

You nod for a long moment, throw a quick glance at the guard who's not paying any attention, then swoop in for one last kiss. One last press of your lips against his own, one last stroke of his tongue on yours, one last taste of Mickey before you go.

"Love you, Mick," you breathe into his mouth as he sucks in a shallow breath, desperate for your words to be inhaled and tattooed inside of him.

"Love you, too, Ian."

And then that's it. It's time to go.

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SUPERSTORE ( 2015 - 2021 )

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We are hosting our very first writing event ~ so stuff all your pens, notebooks, and art supplies into your favorite backpack, bring water and snacks, and join us for Gallavich Summer Writing Camp!

What is it?? Writers and artists will team up in “bunks” and write a story together, paired with accompanying art (if desired!). Stories will post the 3rd week of July - during our weeklong virtual campfire.

What kind of stories can we write? * The theme of your story is ... ☀️ SUMMER ☀️ * Story word minimum: 10K * Please make sure your stories and art are tagged properly

How do I join a bunk? * You can form one with your friends! Each team can have any combination of writers, artists, and betas - we recommend 3-4 people per group. And we'll expect a cute name for your bunk too :) * If you would like to be assigned to a bunk, we’re excited to find the right one for you! 

Got my group, now what? * Once you have your bunkmates assembled, please fill out this Google Form by Friday, May 10 to let us know your plans. Just pick one representative from your bunk to complete it.  * If you’re signing up solo and would like to be assigned to a team, you can indicate that on the form too + your preferred role.

The week of May 13, we’ll contact each group to let you know your assigned posting date ~ and then you can start writing and creating!

Posting Week: July 22-26; we will check in midway through to make sure you’re on your way or if you need anything as you work toward your posting deadline.

We’ll have a Collection on AO3, so at least one person in the bunk should have an account.

The Fic Club on Discord will set up a channel specific to this event where you can ask us questions and chat with fellow participants. If you’re not on the server yet, come join us!

We can’t wait to hang out by the fire, roast marshmallows, and read stories together!

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And we'd dance right here, amidst all these statues.

Red, White, & Royal Blue dir. Matthew Lopez

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Don't look down, Cause there's no-one looking down on you. Your house is built on solid ground, You'll be just fine in time, just see it through.

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It’s crazy how low self-worth fucks with peoples lives

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1.13 | 2.08

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Just leave it. It's probably gonna be the only thing on.

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overly specific dnd meme that could also be about godhood if you think about it