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this week's @galladrabbles prompt has been provided by the most magical @callivich / @ianandmickeygallavich1 [sorry, i get confused at which to tag] in the form of: blur.

read from the start here or on ao3.

"Cat got your tongue?" Terry's words felt like silver coating Mickey's skin. Memories passed his inner eye in a blur. Summers spent picking berries with Mandy. Hunting with Kolya and Iggy. Forging his first mirror. His own eyes looking back at him. So alive. So full of love. He could feel Laura's presence now. In the wind brushing through the grass. In the warmth of Ian's palm. "Mick." There, too. In the singsang of his voice. He closed his eyes. Just for a moment. She was there, too, in the beating of his heart. "I'm not afraid of you anymore."

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jack daniel's, part 2 - angel of music, guide and guardian (grant to me your glory).

"Watch," he almost sings. His fingers hold the strings elegantly as his other hand lifts the bow. The sound the violin makes, seems out of this world, almost. [...] The music wraps its arms around him and pulls him apart. His skin is tingling, goosebumps appearing all over it. His ears feel warm and his chest is heavy. It’s alluring. It feels alien, Ian has never felt anything like this before. He’s heard music of all kinds, but this is something else. Something that consumes him completely. [...] Ian doesn’t know how much time has passed, but when the man stops playing, he feels frozen in place. He’s not uncomfortable, he’s just rooted there. "Well," the man begins, his voice even sweeter than before. Ian shudders. "Are you ready?" His eyes still on Ian’s. Ian feels lost. The music… he needs the music back. He clears his throat. "Ready for what?" "The deal, Ian." - @transmurderbug

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Chapter 17: Brick

Chapter Summary: Things come crashing down.

Summary: Ian Gallagher is married, stable, happy working as a Paramedic and trying to start a family, but a chance encounter with the foul-mouthed father of one of his patients—who has more ties to Ian than either of them know—threatens to blow it all up.

Length: 4.9k

Rating: Explicit

Read here from the beginning

thanks to my forever brilliant beta @gallawitchxx and to @callivich for making the banner

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for this week's @galladrabbles the magnificent @crossmydna provided us her prompt in the form of: trapeze.

read from the start here or on ao3.

> Varangia: here, the equivalent to russia.

Opening the locket and burning the leaf felt like free falling. Memories of Varangian trapeze artists filled Mickey’s mind, dancing through the air, no safety net to catch them if they fell. He could still feel Mandy's tiny nails clawing into his hand. His mother had stared up towards the ceiling in awe - stars in her eyes and laughter on her tongue. Laura had always loved the circus. Suddenly, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, a cold breeze making him shiver, sending an uncomfortable tremor through his bones. "There you are, you dirty little rat."

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it's magic time! sky ( @transmurderbug ) prompted me two words and i just wrote whatever came to mind, with no rules or limitations - the point is to just write. our braincells are apperently connected, and we both wrote magic au's without talking about it. thank you kat ( @mybrainismelted ) for betaing! 🖤

sunrise, sunset

tags: au - magic, different first meeting, witch mickey, bipolar ian, mental health issues words: 3.7k

“Do you have an appointment?” Mickey barks at the youngling at his gate once they stand facing each other. “Don’t answer that. You don’t, because I don’t take appointments at this hour.” The redhead simply blinks at him, eyes so green and so big. He doesn’t look offended by Mickey’s tone, doesn’t even flinch where other villagers would take a step back, maybe even hasten back up the hill with a mumbled ‘sorry’. “No, I don’t,” the redhead confirms easily, his voice scratchy and hoarse. He clears his throat, and licks his pink lips, fruitlessly looking for moisture. “But I need your help.”

[ read more on ao3 ] & [ read sky's work here ]

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The saga continues... Kaka @stocious and I have given each other a new set of prompts for our writing exercise. This time the stories took off. Many thanks to Kat @mybrainismelted for betaing 💙

Angel Of Music, Guide And Guardian (Grant To Me Your Glory)

Length: 2.8k Rating: General Tags: AU - Folklore, Romance, fossegrim!Mickey, Music, Kissing, Nature, Magic

The forest engulfs him in kind understanding as he fumbles his way deeper and deeper. Hands clutching his most prized possession. He swears he feels them breathing down his neck, relentless in their chase. Ian knows he has to reach the lake. He has no other choice. The cave there is his only shelter.

[Read more on AO3] and [Read Kaka's work]

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sister, come and flee with me (both my hands will reach for thee).

for @ian-galagher and @transmurderbug.

word count: 4,283. chapters: 3/3. summary: Mikhailo groaned and writhed - his entire built changed, bones breaking and healing back together, joints creaking and cracking into place. tags: alternate universe, alternate universe - magic, magic, alternate universe - fantasy, fantasy, alternative universe - kingdom, alternative universe - fairy tale, fairy tale elements, fairy tale retellings, fairy tale curses, fairy tale logic, fairy tale endings, folklore, minor character death, canon-typical violence, implied/referenced abuse, abuse, physical abuse, implied/referenced child abuse, child abuse, past child abuse, temporary character death.

the biggest hugs and thank you to @lukewarm-chickensoup for keeping my herd of commas in line and being the biggest cheerleader under the sun.

🌲read here on ao3.

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Przewalski's horse

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“i love you"

"what the hell does that even mean?"

"it means we take care of each other. it means thick and thin, good times, bad, sickness, health. all that shit"

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My entry for the Shameless Big Bang Round 12. It was a blast illustrating this fanfiction! If you have the hots for Gallavich and a Detroit:Become Human touched AU, this is your story to read! >>>> Broken Things

Commissions are still open, peeps ;)

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did you just fuckin boop me

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Anger Management

A birthday gift for the wonderful Kaka @stocious 💙

Home after a long day at work, that leaves both Ian and him pissed, Mickey has an idea to deal with their anger.

Length: 4k Rating: Explicit Tags: Post-Canon, Porn Without Plot, Dom/Sub Undertones, Angry Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Spit As Lube, Choking

Ian is usually the one who calms down easier, despite being just as - if not more - explosive as Mickey. Anger management or whatever the fuck he’s always going on about. Which is why it surprises Mickey that when he walks through the door, Ian is still fuming. Make no mistake, he is angry as well, but somehow he still feels calmer than Ian looks, pacing in the living room. He shrugs his jacket off. ”I should have punched him,” Ian says in a conversational tone. Oh. Mickey stands unmoving as he takes Ian in and… and he has an idea.

Read the entire work on AO3 here!

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You know what the most frustrating thing about writing is when you are fluent in another language?

The absolute devastation of knowing there is a perfect way to word this if I could just use that other language for this one sentence.

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@usergif: 1 year celebration: shuffle challenge [insp.][insp.] ↳ day 4: free choice gif effect (blending) | typography | love

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“And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”