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ystrike1 · 5 months

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Savage Castle - By 별보라 (8.5/10)

The false King is weak. Bad for the nation, but never fear. The true King has not given up. He is in hiding. He lives as a servant, and his master is a pathetic woman. A stupid young girl who is obsessively possessive. Staying by her side was the perfect cover. Whoops. He's madly, mutually obsessed too.

Else tried very hard to be kind, but it never worked out for her. Being a good daughter brought her only pain, and suffering. Her brother, the heir, died. Her mother, her father's beloved, can no longer give birth. She is the last child they can rely on. The only one they can marry off, and sadly her noble line isn't that famous.

Her parents eternally mourn the death of her brother. She is inferior. He was the one they wanted. Else is very sickly, and she's not very smart or charming. The only good thing about her is her looks. I'm not saying her parents are the worst parents. They don't beat her or anything. Heck, her father lets her enjoy her toxic servant lover before marriage.

It's the expectation.

Else is expected to bear a child, even though it will likely kill her. That's all her parents want from her too. They don't give her love. They played with their beloved dead son, but never her. This is the fate of a girl child in a middling noble family. If she had more siblings maybe her life would be happier, but being an only child is not her fault. It is not her fault that her parents only see her as a tool, when they're in love! It's so cruel. The Lady and Lord are in a loving marriage, but they never spared a drop of affection for their surviving child.

Even though Else is WILLING to marry and give up her life, just to please them.

Else and "Ian" (he's actually the rightful King Sybil. Dethroned at age six. The country is currently being run by a corrupt Duke)

They were friends.

When Ian became a servant he didn't expect to make a friend. He didn't want to. Else was a total brat to him. She slapped him when she wanted attention....but when he showed her kindness she showed him kindness in return.

It was all she wanted....until she grew up and her need for affection grew too.

Ok.

Else believes Ian is in a relationship with Ivana. A maid.

Are you ready?

Ian and Else have been bed partners for 2 years, as of the beginning of the story.

Else thinks she is the villain.

She is stealing Ian from his true love, Ivana, out of desire. She sees herself as a monster. Jealousy consumes her. She hits Ivana if the maid ever dares to appear in front of her.

Ivana is secretly a Knight who belongs to Sybil. She is extremely loyal and extremely obsessed with putting her King back on the throne. Her real name is Leina.

Leina believes the Else will be killed off when the King rises back up to his rightful place. Leina sees Else as an annoying, immature, pervert and frankly she's kinda right, but she idolizes Sybil. She's way more annoying than Else.

Else gradually becomes a sympathetic protagonist. She wants to be kind. Her life is just too harsh to allow it.

Leina is a sadistic knight who daydreams about beheading every enemy in the King's shadow. Her extreme black and white mindset is a big red flag.

Sybil is completely willing to sleep with Else. He doesn't tell her that. He lets her suffer. He lets her believe he loves "Ivana". He encourages her jealousy on purpose.

He likes it.

When she hits him he thinks to himself...

"This feels like a kiss."

Sybil is a giant yandere, but he doesn't realize that for a while. He thinks he will leave Else behind for his throne, but his obsession gets worse, and he drags her to the capital.

He encourages her deepest, darkest desires.

He doesn't want her to get married because of her fathers will.

He doesn't want her to love her family at all.

He won't admit it, but he's been waiting.

He wants Else to beg him for salvation.

He wants her to say she loves him more than her family.

She doesn't say that, because deep down she's still naive as hell.

Else knows she must end their relationship. Ian is a servant. Being with her in public isn't an option for him. She took him as her lover. He didn't have a choice. She's been in agony.

Thinking about how to right her wrongs, before she marries.

Her marriage nears, and she's excited.

She wants to show Ian her sincerity. She doesn't expect him to love her. She thinks he hates her.

She blesses his marriage.

Else opens a jewelry box. She's been saving up little gems and coins for him....and Ivana.

Right before her wedding she frees him of his slave status. She tells him to live happily with his true love. She thanks him for being a bright spot in her lonely life. She says his fake love helped her survive.

He gets angry. So angry. I can't even include pictures, because he gets extremely violent. Obviously he takes her after he takes power. Conveniently she's pregnant with his baby too.

Sybil isn't an angel for his beloved. He's a rough guy who's been doing espionage crimes to reclaim his throne since he was like...twelve? Else is his polar opposite, but he loves her. He insults Else, because she's not evil enough. He can't believe she's still willing to go to another man, even though she loves him.

Her logic shatters. He forgets that Else was supposed to be a game. A bed parter to play with before his crown returns to his hand.

He wants her too.

More than she wants him.

The Queen, and the crown.

He'll take both.

#Savage Castle #yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon

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bidisasterevankinard · 3 months

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Tease tidbit Tuesday

tagged by @jesuisici33 @daffi-990 new words for enemies to lovers singers au (context Ian cheated on buck and then outed him to the word without Buck's context and Eddie now help Buck to make a hate song)

“Penny for your thoughts?” the voice takes Buck out of his memories.

“He was my first love,” Buck smiles sadly, not turning to face Eddie, not wanting to see the pity on the face of his not an enemy anymore, but still not a friend, who is even hard to call a colleague either.

Deep inside his mind Buck believes tomorrow his hangover after whiskey mind will regret being so vulnerable with the man, but today he’s too drunk to stay quiet.

“Ian?”

“Yeah, before him I had some people I dated and messed around with, but he ... he felt so different. He was different from others. He looked at me differently, not at my body, or at least made me believe it,” Buck throws his head on back of the couch, looking at the ceiling and remembers all the evenings he spent in Ian's arms, looking at what seemed to him a warm sunny summer day, drowning in the magnificent greenery of his eyes. He thought he saw the same love that he felt for Ian. Maybe it was there at the beginning, but then it disappeared. Like for all people in his life.

Buck is temporary. He’s not permanent.

“He listened to my rants about everything, especially about my parents. He made me smile and I fall for him so easy and fast, only to one day came home to him fucking his best friend two weeks before our two years anniversary. I felt so betrayed.”

He knows that to Ian he was just a toy. And he played with Buck's feelings perfectly, leaving him with his heart broken in such little pieces Buck wasn’t sure he could put into the same working organ again. He needed six months to even start to look at other people, but only for sex. He was scared to let someone in again.

“And then when I fell again, with Abby this time, she just left me like I'm nothing,” Buck sighs, remembering how he was looking at the woman he loved when she just said she wasn’t going to come back and he should move on.

Like it’s easy to stop loving someone. Like it’s easy to stop caring.

For her it was, and Buck needed a lot of time to understand it was because she never cared about him at all.

“I-I wanna fall in love again, I don't want to be alone, but I'm not sure to give someone a knife in their hands and not to be too scared to be stabbed again.”

He almost whispers it because he never lets anyone see this part of him, the part that just wants to be loved anyway. The part that wants to love someone anyway.

To be allowed to love how he always does: too much.

He’s sure he will regret this conversation tomorrow.

“You will find the person who would never do it, Buck. I know it,” kind voice, the one he never heard from Eddie makes him turn his head, still not taking it from the couch to see big brown eyes. The look at them makes him believe Eddie wouldn’t use any information Buck shared today. It also seems like Eddie believes that Buck can be loved by someone. Like Diaz believes Buck is not the lost cause.

tagging @wikiangela @wildlife4life @watchyourbuck @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @rogerzsteven @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @underwater-ninja-13 @icecreampotluck @puppyboybuckley @pirrusstuff @anakinfallen @aspecbuddie @spaceprincessem @spotsandsocks @spagheddiediaz @devirnis @sherlockcrossing @fortheloveofbuddie @giddyupbuck @heartshapedvows @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @housewifebuck @hippolotamus @jeeyuns @diazsdimples @loserdiaz @cal-daisies-and-briars @bigfootsmom @bekkachaos @buddierights @mandzuking17 @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings

#enemies to lovers singers au wip #my wips #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 #evan buck buckley #911 abc #buck x eddie

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 4 months

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from the ice skating scene in chapter 5 of lovers' carvings - the one with ian's six point plan to get mickey to sleep

#hallmark ass fanart #shameless #gallavich #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #gallavich fanfic #sgtmickeyslaughter #gallavich fanart #lovers carvings

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elfqueen006 · 8 months

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The Lifeguard Part 2

Sunny Day Jack x Reader

--- Tags/CW: summer camp au, camp counselor au, aforementioned murder, angst, rivals to lovers, horror, slasher au. (ik I said "enemies" before but rivals is more fitting for their dynamic) A/N:I make Jack cuss a lot here, Idk if it's fitting. Minors DNI

Jack liked Skylar. He really did.

He liked Ian too, despite his less than effective counseling skills.

He liked both of them. But the stress had caught up with him in the worst way. The bar. Seeing them together. The mention of your name… It just sent him over the edge.

He would like to think that in another life he would’ve been great friends with the two of them. But the remnants of that sweet dream lay six feet under the dirt behind the shed.

It was getting late, so the counselors were wrapping up activities for the day. He snuck behind the cabins, treading carefully till he reached the outhouse shower. Jack spends a long amount of time soaking fully clothed. At first, its’ to see if this is all a dream. When he doesn’t wake up he discards the costume completely and scrubs furiously at his naked body. It doesn’t matter that the washrag here was used by several different people within the week. In Jacks’ mind, his soul is dirtier than anything within these four walls.

Knock, knock.

“Jack?”

Silence.

“Jack, you in there?”

“...What do you want?” He bites out.

“Where have you been, man? Bill’s got everyone in a frenzy! We had to wrap things up early til’ we found you!” You said.

“...I was where you sent me, where else?” Jack said.

“Oh…” a pause. “Oh.”

His blood pressure rises from the snicker you make behind the door. A slight creak indicates your leaning on it.

“Sooo, how was she?”

Jack doesn’t bother switching off the faucet as he flings the door open and stalks towards you menacingly. His yellow eyes are wide and erratic. It pierces something in your chest.

“How was she?” Jack repeated darkly, “How she was, is that what you asked me?”

You stumble back against the cabin wall. “I-I didn’t mean it like-”

“I went to see how she was and I caught your boyfriend between her legs, so you should ask him.”

Your eyes go wide as saucers. You searched his face for humor, a change in expression, fidgeting or any trace of dishonesty though all it held was the cold, hard, truth. Jack bit back a twitch of a smirk on his lips as he watched your face go through different phases of denial. Your ego along with your spirit was crumbling at his words. And he took a sick satisfaction in it. There was, though, still an air of guilt – or rather, a reminder to feel guilty. You had been cheated on after all. But he hasn't acknowledged it too much. After all, the offender was dead and the offended was suffering. It’s about as fair a trade can get.

“Tell Bill I’m taking a sick day.” Jack said coldly.

When he’s done, you are gone. It isn’t as refreshing as he’d hoped. Showering. Though he does admit, unintentionally sticking it to you did give him a needed amount of dopamine to get through the night. He tries not to look at his fingernails so much, though. They are still tinged red at the tips, with remnants of gore stuck underneath.

Jack waits till everyone has gone to sleep to use the lobby’s laundry room. He learned that blood washes out with cold water at a young age. So he’s sure to scrub out the extra dark spots before letting the rest rinse out via a wash cycle. Before putting in the pants though, a phone had fallen out of the back pocket.

Skylar’s phone. Shit.

He’d meant to toss it in the dirt along with Ian’s. But must’ve unconsciously held onto it… as if she’d need it back.

When Jack picks it up it vibrates with a message. From you. The ID reads ‘Bitch <;3’. He has to admit… it is very you.

sky, it reads, sky pick up wut happened at the shed??

…

i know you see this

jack says he saw you with ian. tell me he’s fuckin wit me

Especially with how long the dots float then stop, then float again, indicating you’re trying desperately to figure out what words to say. And then backtracking on them.

sky QUIT leaving me on read i’m so serious rn

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I KNOW YOU SEE THIS BITCH!!!

Jack stops there. Pocketing the phone. He sighs, “Gonna be a long day tomorrow.”

—

You texted all through the night. Jack had to eventually turn it on silent and shove it in his nightstand drawer. Though when he woke up and checked it again, there were 50+ messages waiting for him. You hadn’t stopped until two in the morning. It was a virtual moodswing of desperate pleas, cusses, and threatening emojis. As he scrolled back up to the texts from a month before, it seemed as though emojis were really your whole thing. Most notably ones with hearts, laughter, and occasionally the wine emoji.

Jack was almost grateful Skylar wasn’t on the receiving end of either anymore. Whether it be by voice or text, you were a very chatty person.

It was business as usual. Kids clamored to him once more (some were crying, poor dears) and he got an earful from Bill again. The day was so… normal. It was almost as if the dear departed counselors never existed.

FFFFT!

A sharp whistle could be heard across campus. Jack looked over to your high chair and immediately picked up on the drastic change in atmosphere around you.

Instead of your usual lounging, you sat upright with your arms crossed stiffly. Your leg bounced impatiently. In addition to your usual red lifeguard leotard you now wore a pair of black sunglasses.

“Keep the water out of your mouth, David!” You shout, “You wanna catch something?”

A counselor - whose name tag read ‘Shaun’ - came up beside him. “What’s up with the lifeguard? She’s been in a shit mood all day…” He asked.

Jack shrugged, “I couldn’t tell ya.”

Every slight mishap earned the kids a taste of that shrill whistle. He felt bad they had to deal with your sour mood. Of course he knew the cause, and that only added to the guilt…

FFFFT!

He had to put a stop to this.

There was an odd sense of deja vu as he marched up to your high chair. This time he knocked on the ladder. You look down at him through your shades.

“What?” You snap.

“Get down here, I need to talk to you.” Jack said.

“Can’t you see I’m doing something?”

“Y/N-”

“As in my job?”

“Now.”

You narrow your eyes at him before hopping down the chair. You saunter up to him and snatch off your shades. There’s a venomous look in your eyes. “What is it?” You said.

Jack folded his arms. “First off, I appreciate the initiative you’re taking in your position as of late,”

“Thanks. Can I go now?”

“However… I can’t say I agree with the way you’re going about it.”

Your eye twitches and you throw your head back with a bitter laugh. “You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me…” You mutter.

“Far from it, actually.”

“What do you want from me?” You said, “You say you want me to take my job seriously, but now you say you don’t like how I’m doing it? Can you make up your damn mind?!”

Jack then leans down just inches away from your face, “What I want is for you to leave your emotions at the door when mentoring these kids,” He hissed, “And if you can’t do that I will exercise my ability as a counselor to get you removed. Are we clear?”

You held each others’ gazes for a while. And with you already at your lowest, you’d been the first to give in. You sigh, “...Crystal.”

He nods and puts on a big smile, feeling a bit of smug satisfaction. “Good. Enjoy the rest of your shift, Y/N.”

He ignores your muttered demand that he “go to hell” and walks off. Though not without hearing your whistle once more.

FFFT!

“Hey, I’m not kidding about the lake water – cut that shit out!”

—

Though you loosened the reins, the kids had avoided you like the plague. The counselors gave you heavy side eye the rest of the day. And once it was time to eat dinner, you asked Bill if you could excuse yourself. He allowed it.

You sat on the steps of the lodge, staring out at the lake. The water was still and began to reflect the deep purple in the sky. Crickets chirped and you even spotted a few fireflies. It was such a calm scene, and yet the whole time you were feeling like shit.

You pull out your phone and go to Skylar’s contact which had been changed from ‘Whore<3’ to ‘Dirty skank die die’. Not your most creative nickname.

All the texts you sent were still on read. Though with all that you’d said, you now wonder if it were better this way. It was like you were a completely different person in these. You always liked to say you weren’t for the drama, but you were certain if you showed this to any reality show host they’d fire everyone on set and make you their star. You hung your head and groaned.

Before you could wallow any further the sound of an engine came close to you. You look up and Sunny Day Jack puts the Moke in neutral and leans over in his drivers’ seat.

“Hey, why the long face, camper? Lose your group?” Jack quips.

“You’re not funny.” You said blandly.

“Well, that’s why I’m a camp counselor first.” Jack said. “Why aren’t you inside?”

“I’m not feeling the menu…” You reply.

“Don’t you always go nuts for spaghetti night?”

“What’s it to you?”

Jack rolls his eyes, “You always scream out that spaghetti night “is your bitch”, so if you’re not managing it like a decent pimp something has to be wrong…”

A twitch of a smirk plays on your lips and you gesture blandly to the lodge with an exaggerated sigh. “My bitch knows her way around the corner. It’ll be fine.”

“If that’s the case then, I’m sure you’d want something to put on your stomach nonetheless…”

“That being…?”

He grins, “I’ve been wanting a change of palette myself. And the local Popov’s just started serving burgers. You in?”

#somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack x reader #sdj x reader #sdj x you #sunny day jack x you #sunny day jack fanfiction #sdj jack #swwsdj #swwsdj x reader #summer camp au #camp counselor au #slasher au #the lifeguard #my fics

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smoshgoshbefosh · 2 months

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A Vegan Hallmark Movie

Pairing: Ian/Anthony

Word Count: 1909

Summary: During one of their live streams, Anthony has a sudden realization. It should be shocking but, as with everything with Ian, it is comfortable.

Notes: Can you tell I haven't been able to stop thinking about Ian's Hallmark story in the 'Bluetooth Speaker Ruins Date' live watch party? Because it's been two months and I haven't. Anyways, my first Ianthony fanfic. I actually had a lot of fun writing this. You can also find it on AO3 here.

For nearly twenty years, the fans have been telling Anthony he's in love with Ian. For nearly twenty years, Anthony denied them each and every time. Of course he didn't love Ian, not like that. Ian was his best friend, he loved him, but just as a friend.

Then there was the time Anthony didn't love Ian. Not as a friend, not as a lover, not at all. They had grown apart and it killed Anthony. He always told himself he was glad to be away from Defy, to be away from Smosh, to be away from Ian.

In truth, Anthony could never be happy being away from Ian. No matter how much he tried to convince himself he was, the reminders always came back to him. He would see an old photo, an old video, or even just think of Ian, and his heart would break all over again. It took a long time for Anthony to finally admit to himself he did miss Ian, because he loved his old friend.

Contrary to what the proverbs would tell you, distance does not make the heart grow fonder. What does make the heart grow fonder is taking the time to know yourself. Anthony knew he never could have reconnected with Ian if he didn't take that time. If it weren't for the years of therapy and self reflection, he wouldn't be back with his best friend that he loved.

To love someone else, romantically or otherwise, is to love yourself. Anthony knows those six years apart had to happen for he and Ian to be as close as they were. He knows he needed those years to get to know himself for him to realize he was in love with Ian.

Anthony realized he loved Ian as soon as they reconnected. The first time they started talking like old times, Anthony felt a piece of him heal. His entire body felt warm because he had his sunshine back. He knew he loved Ian, what he didn't know was that he was in love with Ian. And he did not expect to realize it on a live stream in front of thousands of people.

Ian was a rambler. Often, he would find a topic and he would just keep going. There had been many times Ian would start telling some story that would end up as a sketch. Anthony loved listening to his rambles so, when Ian started making up an elaborate Hallmark movie involving two characters from their most recent sketch, Anthony was invested. He watched Ian with what their fans called ‘heart eyes’ and that was when he realized.

Ian glanced at him. Just one sideways glance to check if Anthony was still listening. When he knew he was, Ian lit up like a candle and Anthony knew.

Anthony watched Ian light up and one thought crossed his mind, ‘Fuck, I love this man.’

The thought should've startled him. After so many years denying the fan base, it should have been startling. These weren't the thoughts friends had for friends, but it didn't scare him. If anything, Anthony was even more comfortable in the thought. It was as if he had finally taken down his very last wall and, at long last, he could finally be free.

‘I love Ian,’ he thought, ‘I’m in love with Ian.’

The thought felt comfortable in his mind. It had its own place, and Anthony had to wonder if it always had that place. How long had he been in love with Ian and hadn’t even realized? It had to have been awhile, or else Anthony wouldn’t have been as comfortable in the thought as he was.

Anthony was comfortable in the fact that he loved Ian. All the old love stories say, the moment you realize, is the moment you freak out, but Anthony was simply calm. Had it been anybody else but Ian, he would’ve been freaking out. He would’ve been having an internal meltdown and trying to keep himself calm because they were on camera.

But, it wasn’t anybody else. It was Ian. His best friend, his love, Ian. Anthony felt an entire sunset come to light in his chest but it was nothing compared to the light right in front of him. Every time Ian would risk a glance at him, Anthony swore he lit up even further. His story only got deeper because he knew Anthony was listening.

Anthony spent the entire rest of the livestream thinking about how much he loved Ian. It was something brand new, yet familiar all the same. The thought made him warm and comfortable. He barely even realized they were finished with the livestream until Erin was taking away their microphones.

“Dude, are you alright?” Ian glanced at him.

Anthony looked into Ian’s eyes and wondered if blue had always been his favorite color, “Yeah, of course, why wouldn’t I be?”

“You just looked zoned out there,” Ian shrugged, “Was my story too boring for you?”

Ian always masked his insecurities with a joke. His tone might be teasing, but Anthony could sense the worry behind it. Ian had just taken up the majority of the live stream meant to be about their video with his story. He doubted just how much the fans loved it- and he doubted just how much Anthony loved him.

“You’re not boring,” Anthony smiled fondly, “And neither are your stories. I happen to enjoy every single one of them, thank you.”

Ian smiled slightly, “Thanks. I feel bad, though. The viewers all came for us to talk about the video and I dominated the entire stream.”

“I promise you, they loved it just as much as I did.”

With the camera lights off, the room was shadowy, but Anthony could still see the blush crossing Ian’s cheeks. He cleared his throat, fiddling with his hands in his lap, “Hey, I’m starving, wanna order food?”

“Of course, what’re you thinking?”

They did this almost every night. After the last video of the day, they’d get food together and go back to one of their places. It often ended in a sleepover or someone going home way too late to work the next day. It was only now, after Anthony’s most comfortable realization, that he noticed just how domestic he and Ian were. He wondered how long they had been that way.

“What about that cafe near my place?” Ian was already standing, “You know, the one with the vegan pasta you really like?”

“Oh, shit, I can’t ever say no to Amelie’s.”

“I knew you couldn’t. Come on, dude, my laptop is in my office, we can order it from there.”

Most of the Smosh studio was empty. The rest of the cast had all gone home, and the only crew left were those taking down their earlier livestream. Ian and Anthony were essentially alone as they made their way to Ian’s office.

Anthony didn’t have to think about it, he didn’t really think about it at all. It felt just as natural as loving Ian to grab his hand. In the empty studio, Anthony intertwined his fingers with Ian’s.

For a moment, Ian didn’t respond. He kept his eyes forward as red crept to his cheek. Anthony watched him, making note of his every reaction, just in case he didn’t like it. The last thing Anthony wanted was to make Ian uncomfortable.

It didn’t take long for Ian to settle into the idea. His muscles relaxed and a soft, fond, smile crossed his lips. Sighing to himself, he squeezed Anthony’s hand and gently stroked the back of it with his thumb. Anthony basically melted right then and there.

Anthony flicked on the lights as Ian fell to sit on the couch he had in his office. As Ian opened his laptop on the coffee table, Anthony fell to sit next to him. He leaned his upper body against Ian’s back, bracing his chin on his shoulder and tracing delicate patterns on his arm with his fingertips. Anthony enjoyed it more than he thought when Ian’s entire body erupted into goosebumps at the slightest touch.

Ian put in the password for his laptop and began to navigate to order food. The entire time, Anthony’s eyes were on his face. It was like he was seeing Ian in a whole new light. He always knew Ian was handsome, but now, in Anthony’s eyes, nothing could be more beautiful. From the curls framing his face, to the way he scrunched his eyebrows, and even the way his lips parted.

Anthony’s eyes lingered the longest on Ian’s lips. A familiar sense of longing rose in his chest. All he could think about was how Ian’s lips might feel against his own. He wondered what they tasted like and he suddenly had the desperate need to feel Ian’s hands tangled in his hair.

“Hey, Ian,” Anthony sat up straight to look at him.

Ian didn’t look away from the screen, “Mhm?”

“Can I kiss you?”

Everything stopped. Ian froze halfway through choosing his own food as his cheeks turned bright red. Slowly, he sat up, turning to Anthony and meeting his eyes. He was silent for just barely a second before asking, “Really?”

“Yes,” Anthony breathed, “I just-I realized, while we were live streaming- and I don’t mean to bombard you or make you uncomfortable, we don’t have to-”

Anthony was silenced by Ian cupping his cheeks and bringing their lips together. The second their lips touched, Anthony exploded into rays of sunshine. His body became a star as his entire universe was right in front of him.

Ian wrapped his arms around Anthony’s neck as Anthony’s arms found their way to his waist. Ordering food was quickly forgotten as all Anthony could think about was Ian. He was far too focused on how Ian’s lips fit on his like they were born to be together. He couldn’t stop memorizing all the cracks and the taste of the chapstick Ian had been using earlier. His new favorite feeling was having Ian so close he was basically in Anthony’s lap, but a close second was the feeling of being just that close to Ian.

Ian was the one to swipe his tongue over Anthony’s bottom lip, asking for permission. Anthony eagerly opened his lips for Ian. He swore, the two of them were made to be together. Ian just fit so perfectly in Anthony’s arms, it had to be destined. Anthony never believed in soulmates but he was seriously beginning to reconsider.

As their kissing deepened, Ian moved one hand to tangle it in Anthony’s curls. Right then and there, Anthony melted. His entire body buzzed and he had never felt warmer in his entire life. If he could choose a single moment to spend the rest of his life in, it would be that one, if nothing else just for the fact that he was so close to Ian.

When they finally did separate, they sat there for just a minute. Ian was basically in Anthony’s lap and still had one hand in his hair. Anthony had his arms tightly wound around Ian’s waist and couldn’t fathom ever letting go. The two were breathing heavily, both with red faces and stars in their eyes.

“You know, I’m not that hungry anymore,” Ian whispered, “How about- how about we go back to my place?”

Anthony beamed, “I think that’s a great idea.”

#ianthony #ian hecox #anthony padilla #ian #anthony #smosh

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lovely-rose28 · 2 months

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Chapters: 1/?

Fandom: Shameless (US)

Rating: Explicit

Chapter Word Count: 9K

Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Slow Burn, Personal Growth, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, Developing Relationship

Summary:

At the age of twenty-three, Ian Gallagher is trying to do his best for his six-year-old daughter, Ava. With the weight of his struggles on his shoulders, he feels like he's barely keeping his head above water.

Surrounded and supported by family and a lover, what he finds that he truly needs is someone who understands.

Someone like Mickey Milkovich, the father of six-year-old, Yevgeny.

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#gallavich #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #shameless #gallavich fic #Silver Lining

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surpriseroundtellyourfriends · 3 months

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RED STITCH LOVERS... REPORT!!!

(Thoughts on the finale below! NOT spoiler-free!)

What a fantastic finish cap to a fantastic show. You may have seen me complain about the endings to the other arcs before, but you won't see me complaining about this one. We wrapped up just about every loose thread (no pun intended), and those left dangling seem to be saved for the afterparty.

Notable highlights:

THE ISABELLE AND IAN SIBLING MOMENT... I was so happy multiple people drew it; I want to animatic it. I cheered so fuckin loud, tbh. Ian IS the shitty older brother, and Isabelle is his darling twin sister who will keep him in line, and together they will murder their Uncle Hunterpalm <3

(I am specifically referring to him comforting and teasing her while she cried into his shoulder but ALSO, what is more sibling-coded than planning how to commit a murder and hide the body together?)

Unexpectedly delightful dynamic between Cadmus and Hutch. This whole time, Cadmus has been the only party member who really HATES Hutch with a vitriol, and the animosity with Cadmus trying to steal a buff from him (albeit while saving his life) was just so good. And then Hutch using his overclass to full-restore Cadmus (WHO FINALLY GOT TO NOT DIE DURING A FIGHT) and offering to help get revenge on Vice afterwards? Really good stuff.

(And like, we NEEDED that confirmation that Vice was gonna get his just desserts. I would've thrown hands if we didn't.)

Lots of good polycule bits. "If you were hitting on me, you're gonna have to get in line. There's forms and stuff." I fucking love these science freaks.

THE GROUP HUG... even though Florence was not technically a part of it, I'm pretending she was.

On the note of Roob being gone for so long—much as I also wanted them to get back, tbh? I think it provided an EXCELLENT excuse for (non-combat-planning) roleplay. Some of the best moments likely wouldn't have happened if Roob hadn't dipped.

God bless Craigor for INSISTING they all go out and get ice cream. In my head, Craigor's vital role in the found family is that he keeps everyone sane by forcing them to indulge in small pleasures like dairy queen.

Cadmus removing Florence's stitch for her was such a good casual moment of intimacy. It's like letting someone do your makeup for you, only in a more brutal and fucked-up scenario because it's RSR. Nobody fucking look at me I love their friendship and will talk about it for ages

I actually like how Isabelle's "dry anger" finally broke into crying. It feels more in-character that she's been trying to act tough and uncaring this whole time, but really, she's just overwhelmed. I also like how it's more obvious now when she's being possessed by Venutia. HUGE "the souls of the innocent" "a bagel!" energy.

On that note: there's a moment I've always loved where Isabelle uses a Beam of Unreality and deletes several rock fans, and Connor says to Cadmus "stick with me here: there might be something more dangerous to your health here than the goddamn rock and rollers," to which Cadmus (who didn't see the beam) replies "who, Isabelle? she wouldn't hurt a fly!"

What I'm saying is, I want that moment to happen again but now with both Isabelle and Cadmus having the knowledge that she IS a monster. But they both choose to keep quiet about it. That's Cadmus's work daughter, he is not losing ANOTHER person in his life—

ISABELLE IN GENERAL WAS GREAT THIS SESSION. HER BIG SPEECH? A+. GOOD JOB, SIX, YOU GAVE A CONCLUSIVE THEME AND CAP TO THIS SHOW THAT HAD THE BALLS TO BRING UP THE QUESTIONS JELLO WOULDN'T.

Carol/Carmen in general was a really great antagonist. Sympathetic in nature, simple motivations that make sense to her character, and still a massive bitch who needs to be stopped. I don't have any brainrot over her but I felt the need to acknowledge her since, y'know, the whole series kinda hinged on her.

Congrats to that one person for getting their rat canonized

in conclusion,

RSR good

#red stitch report

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ethereal-faeri · 2 years

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boo! bitch i’m a ghost 👻 [act 2]

— ten years after, y/n l/n is finally returning to japan. and ten years after midoriya izuku ghosted her. uraraka is guilty, bakugou is expectant, and well, their friends are just waiting for the awkwardness to subside. will there ever be a chance for the two?

♡⃕ pairing/s. midoriya izuku x fem! reader, slight midoriya izuku x uraraka ochako, slight bakugou katsuki x fem! reader, and a surprise one which just kinda happened lol SHASDHJ

♡⃕ genre. smau, angst, hurt/comfort, childhood friends to strangers to eventual lovers (?), ghosting

♡⃕ general warnings. some explicit language and suggestive content, angst, swears [specific warnings for each chapter will be added too], timestamps are not usually important, although i sometimes use separators so yeah, all characters are now pro-heroes :")

♡⃕ author’s note. ive made a separate masterlist for act two just because JHDKJAHK the format is kinda weird esp with the synopsis being different so if you haven't read act one, please do so in the link below !

hi, this is ian, @/mirakeul, and i moved blogs just a few months ago! i started bbiag on my prev blog but moved before finishing, so im continuing it here hehe ty for ur support ily

♡⃕ status. act 1 completed [04.07.21] - [05.29.21]; act 2 ongoing [09.03.21]

♡⃕ updates. every saturday, 9PM philippines standard time [on hold for now]

♡⃕ taglist. OPEN ; send an ask or reply to this post to be added! [bold cannot be tagged] @tsumushima @zoppzoop @lumpiang-toge @yumeyooa @starlessnyx @ugh-tsumu @mellowknightcolorfarm @oikawasbuttcheeks @shotoful @aizameow @moonlightaangel @johnnysactualgf @dekustowel @black-rose-29 @chscklvr @the-fandoms-georgie @lunardepresso @sovereignparker @all-in-the fandoms @hisokaoncrack @todomaniac

[if i forgot to tag you, forgive me kjdhkajdh just dm me or comment down below]

act 1 masterlist || navigation || bbiag asks ! || masterlist || act 2 (old) masterlist

act 2

♡⃕ the avengers wish they were us 😎 || ♡⃕ the golden trio but make it ✨six✨

♡⃕ 1 ; DUDE, WE’RE GETTING THE BAND BACK TOGETHER 🎶🎶 ♡⃕ 2 ; what, is it because of [redacted]? ♡⃕ 3 ; see you at the reunion ✌ ♡⃕ 4 ; don't believe those two idiots ♡⃕ 5 ; WE'RE HOME 😭❤❤❤ ♡⃕ 6 ; i lob u guys ♡⃕ 7 ; we'd be hot together 😋😋 ♡⃕ 8 ; all about your type ♡⃕ 9 ; i can't fall in love with you any more than i already am, idiot ♡⃕ 10 ; leave me tf alone then ♡⃕ 11 ; ♡⃕ 12 ; ♡⃕ 13; ♡⃕ 14 ; ♡⃕ 15 ;

bonus! ♡⃕ plus (1) ultra, izuku! [07.15.22] ♡⃕ WE'RE HOME 😭❤❤❤ [airport scene]

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sushisocks · 5 months

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do u have any songs recs that remind u of sean??

OH BOY ANON DO I!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Honestly, in lieu of ranting and raving (as we all know I have a tendency to do) let me just link my Sean spotify playlist ✨

Artists/Songs of note here:

Ian Dury!!! Honestly THE Sean artist imho, Sean would've loved his music, and if I ever were to make a playlists with songs I think he would enjoy, Ian Dury would be there a LOT. The fact that there's only two here is me being SO restrictive with myself kmnjbhjnbh

Someone New by Hozier!! Honestly if you have a Sean playlist and this song isn't on it, what are you doing?!? This song is so Sean core it HURTS, and the Irish boy who looks like he crawled out of the local bog (thanks, Molly dear) deserves a song from THE Irish bog man!!!!

Beastie Boys & Rage Against the Machine!! Look at me. Look at me. These bands are so Sean core. This is a truth we must accept as Sean lovers and stans.

Special Girl by dodie!! Honestly if you don't understand my vision by putting this song on his playlist, I really can't help you. But if you have been reading my Sean takes here the past six months, I think you'll get it ;3

Thank you for asking, I hope getting a full playlist instead of specific recs is okay!! I've been building this playlist for a little while now, and while it'll never be finished, I am pretty proud of it where it is atm!

#trust me we're both better off with me just chucking the playlist out here pointing out some of my faves and running the other way #otherwise this wouldve been VERY long because I can rant and rave about characters and music that fits them FOREVER #(i have so many character playlists)#teki talks #sean macguire #rdr2 sean #sean rdr2 #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #song recs #spotify #asks #rdr asks

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buffymilkovich · 2 years

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since we're alone chapter twenty-six: take my hand

#college au #hockey player mickey #tutor ian #slow burn #enemies to friends to idiots to lovers

chapters: 26/27

chapter word count: 7.2k // total word count: 246.4k

click here to read chapter twenty-six; click here to read from the beginning

@lethargicmick ♥️

#I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START #i have truly been a phantom #life has turned upside down for me in all sorts of exciting ways #but once im back on solid land i have every intention of reentering this wonderful community that means the world to me #ive missed everyone so damn much #hi hello it us #since we're alone #swa #gallavich #gallavich fanfic #fanfic

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jovenshires · 6 months

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thank you for making me feel better abt sending u so many asks🫶

also I acc LOVE the idea of a disgruntled english teacher at lunch that's wild but so accurate

thanks for that shaynse shout out absolutely so giddy now🫡

Also was wondering how u would match up the smoshcast with Taylor albums?

Some of my ideas (more vibes then lyrics):

Red - Amanda (maybe its the scarves)

1989 - Angela

Reputation - Arasha

Folklore - Ian

Evermore - Tommy

Midnights - Courtney

BONUS I think if shaynse were an album they'd be evermore (based off vibe alone, not necessarily lyrics)

EXTRA BONUS if shaynse were an artist they would be cigarettes after sex

(Would love to hear what albums/artists you associate with spommy and any other ships too)

-shaynse anon

absolutely any time!! honestly Thank You for sending so many asks these are always the highlights of my day i hope you all know.

NSDKLNFLKRNKL thank you so much. i feel like i just open my ask box like its my office door and i see six asks lined up in the hallway every morning and sigh and invite the kids in to eat. does this make sense. in no way do i want to be a fandom mom BUT a fandom english teacher all the gay kids think is cool? yeah okay i can get behind that

literally any time im incorporating it into asks now why? bc you're an icon and i love it

OH MY GOD YOUR MIND.... this is god tier thinking. tbh all of your takes are Perfect i couldn't have said it better myself. debut is so kimmy to me (idet i have to explain that one), fearless... fearless is tough... maybe damien??, speak now is jackie (it's My favorite album i get to gift it to one of My favorite cast members), and my hot take is that shayne IS lover. look at that mf. he's so lover coded. and then i agree with ALL of your ops. (folklore ian hits SO hard btw for no reason)

oh i LOVE that. willow.......... cowboy like me........ long story short...... i am seeing the vision here

i have never listened to a cigarettes after sex song but now im gonna have to omg

okay here are my off-the-cuff takes (i put them under the cut bc as always it got away from me):

spommy: 1989. i link them Inextricably with you are in love, style, new romantics, slut... they could be Any of these albums though tbh so this one is hard but yeah i think this one vibes the hardest for them

shaymien: LOVERRRR i will stand by this one forever and ever!! lover, daylight, ITS NICE TO HAVE A FRIEND.... oh my god. OHHHH my god.

amangela: red - they are giving stay, stay, stay, they are giving starlight, they are giving message in a bottle. extremely silly lil guys, very upbeat and high-energy, this album is for them

courtivia: they are midnights bc 1. hot girl bling they are both bejeweled and making the whole world shimmer 2. lavender haze and snow on the beach are them tyvm for coming to my tedtalk

shackie: they can have the honor of speak now. bc i like them <3 KLDFNFN no but also bc 'mine' but like. shayne pov. you made a rebel of a careless man's reckless son!!! enchanted. ours. i can see you. i literally could go on but i won't and save us all some headache LMAO

kimney: soupy said they were early taylor the other day and i SO agree with her. im going debut... smth smth im only me when im with you and our song !!

jamien: fearless... smth about the classic love story vibe that album gives off is SO them. honestly even just love story alone makes this their album. but today was a fairytale, hey stephen... yeah very that

arangela: they get to be my OTHER fave, reputation, and here is why: reputation reads as very Newly but Deeply in love to me, like the feeling is fresh and exciting but still grounding, and that is how they read to me. gorgeous is for them, end game is for them, but dress is REALLY for them.

ianthony: FOLKLORE im feeling ill just thinking about it. seven.... august..... OH MY GOD INVISIBLE STRING? im honestly on the floor about this one. i feel like a woman who was told to go rest in the countryside for her health.

#shipping #ask #asks #anon #anonymous #shaynse anon #shaynse #ianthony #arangela #jamien #kimney #shackie #courtivia #amangela #shaymien #spommy #long post

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Hi Gigi! How about 22 and 95? For the prompt game.

Goood morning :)

This one got away from me, I'm not going to lie I'm not at all sure when its supposed to be set, pre-iphone but post horse drawn carriages? I was thinking a lot about pride and prejudice but also like, saltburn? Does turn of the century help? eek thank you for asking bc i never would have written royalty au for this exact reason but this was sooo fun!

22 Royalty AU + 95 Star-Crossed Lovers/Forbidden Friendship

Prince Ian loved his visits to the countryside before he met Mickey, but after that first summer he spent with the impish dark haired boy, the excitement he felt as they drove out from the confines of the city and into the expanse of rolling hills and idlic willow trees was that much sweeter.

That first summer, when Ian was only six, he learned that they’d hired a new family to be the main grounds keepers for the country estate that the royal family took refuge in for some summer months. They’d all lined up by the driveway to bow to Ian’s mother and father at they made their way up the slightly bumpy path. Ian remembers being fascinated by how harsh looking the mother and father were, and how intimidating the older bothers were as well, and how he almost didn’t notice the two youngest, a nearly identical boy and girl hiding behind their mother.

“Ian, quit staring and sit properly!” His mother had scolded when he’d stood up on his seat to continue looking at them out the back window.

“Who are those people?” He’d asked.

“The new grounds staff” his mother said dismissively. “Leave them alone to do their work.”

The country estate was Ian’s favorite place in the world, he’d decided. Because once his parents finished setting them up with nannies and tutors they would travel back to the city and stay there until the end of summer. They all deemed the property safe, it had sheltered members of his family through two world wars for gods sake. It was somewhat remote and deceptively inconspicuous so he had pretty much free reign of the place, a luxury he did not take lightly.

That first summer Ian made fast friends with the family’s youngest boy, and Debbie took to pestering the girl when her and Carl weren’t creating stress for some other member of the staff in the form of horrible children’s pranks. Mickey was the boys name, and he was just a year older, like Philip. It was the first year Lip didn’t come, he joined Fiona as the heirs in their parents press charity circuit, and continued tutoring through the summer.

Ian would lay back next to Mickey under one of the sweeping trees along the property, after a game of Jacks or would you rather, and think about how happy he was to be a spare child, highly unlikely to ever take the throne.

Mickey’s initial curiosity about the royal family diminished when he realized Ian was just a normal, slightly dopey boy as a child, but he seemed happy to have a friend, especially one as naïve as Ian.

Summers came and went, as they got older, Mickey and Mandy had more poorly explained bruises until the summer they arrived and Mickey’s father was missing from their little caravan on the driveway. They were thirteen and fourteen, and it seemed like over the last few summers they reunited looking virtually recognizable save for the clear friendship between them.

Ian's mother told him that the father died tragically of a heart attack, but Mickey told a different story once they were alone, “got stabbed with a bottle in a bar fight, and he was such a jackass all his life no one tried to save him.”

He sounded a little sad, but for the first time in years his lovely pale face was free from dark splatters of discoloration, so Ian wasn’t too broken up about it. He just slung an arm around his shoulders as they walked down to the river to see if they could catch some fish.

Some nights, as they got older, Ian would wake up to find Mickey at the bottom of his window, grinning up at him. He was working on the grounds now, since school was out and he was able bodied, so they didn’t have time together during the day. He’d lead Ian out into the patch of trees that constituted a small forest to smoke cigarettes and laugh all night.

Occasionally, his sister Mandy joined them, laughing and flirting with Ian much to Mickey’s annoyance. On the summer Mickey tuned seventeen, he was missing one night, but Mandy appeared from the darkness alone.

“Um- not that I don’t enjoy your company Mandy, but where’s Mickey?”

“Oh, Mickey’s gotten very close to a boy from school this year, he’s hanging out with him,” she said lasciviously around the butt of a cigarette. “If you know what I mean.”

“I’m sorry, I really don’t” Ian responded, a horrid feeling creeping up his stomach.

“I mean, ma caught them in a very compromising situation behind the woodshed,” she explained further, teasing. “He’s lucky dad’s dead, or he’d have killed him with a shovel and buried him with the murder weapon right then and there.”

She must have noticed the stricken look on Ian’s face. “Oh, I thought you knew,” she said, sounding genuinely remorseful “I mean, you’re his closest friend.”

Ian just nodded and moved on, but when Mickey came alone the next night, Ian followed him tensely. Mickey must have noticed something was up, Ian wasn’t usually so spacey, but he ignored it until they were making the trek back in the early morning hours and Ian stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

Mickey looked concerned finally, and when he opened his mouth to question him, Ian surged forward, clumsily pressing against his body and kissing him with a hand on his cheek.

Mickey pulled back slightly, brushing his nose against Ian’s, his clear eyes searching calmly “What was that?”

“I-” Ian had started quietly and nervously. “I think you’re the strangest and loveliest creature I’ve ever seen, I’m very fond of you Mickey.”

If he hadn’t been so nervous, he would have done a better job of savoring how soft Mickey’s skin was, how warm he felt in contrast with the soft morning mist. But luckily he had that whole summer to learn of softness and warmth and the form that working land gives a young man.

He was so in love with Mickey it must have been written all over his face, and he was too ignorant to realize how dangerous that was. When his mother and father came to pick them up, his mother started a terse conversation.

“Ian, did you enjoy your summer?” She’d asked.

“Hm?” He’d said. “Oh, yes. I made my way through the eighteenth century collection in the library, such a fascinating time.”

“Well, that is wonderful” she’d said easily. “Since you won’t be able to return while you’re in university.”

“What are you talking about?” Ian asked, panic rising in his chest.

“Well, when you’re studying full time during the school year,” she began. “When exactly, do you expect to be fulfilling your duties as a royal?”

Ian wasn’t a child anymore, he knew exactly what she was saying, and he slumped down in his seat, willing tears not to fall.

He had flings in university, and got a taste of life outside the palace walls, so to speak. But each new experience, each wonderful moment of joy and accomplishment he wished he was able to share with the raven haired boy he’d fallen so in love with.

When he was able to return to the estate for the first time in five years, he’d nearly jumped out of the car when he saw Mandy, but deflated instantly when she told him that Mickey was gone.

“Gone? Gone where?”

“I don’t know, Ian” she admitted. “One day he just…left, no one knows where he went.”

“But how could he do that?” Ian asked, heartbroken.

“I’m sorry did you expect him to sit around here, tending to your plants and waiting for you to magically appear?” Mandy said, only a little meanly.

“No-I just, I thought he knew that I would do everything I could to get back to him,” Ian admitted thickly.

Mandy softened, “Mickey and I aren’t like you. Nothing will ever be handed to us, so Mickey’s decided to go out and take his share of life. If you love him you can’t blame him for that.”

Ian nodded, but he only stayed for a week, returning to the city and nearly shouting at the knowing look in his mothers eye.

He privately contracted people to look for Mickey, over the next few years they would catch wind of him in Kyiv, or Istanbul, or Paris before they’d lose the trail again. Finally, one morning an agent came to Ian while he was enjoying an early breakfast.

“You won’t believe what he’s done” she said with a grin.

Acting crazy was surprisingly easy. Set a few of ancient relics they’d been hoarding for a couple dozen centuries on fire, walk naked into the parliament during a session, it didn’t take much before his mother confronted him about what exactly he was trying to achieve.

“Well,” he’d said. “I’m afraid the pressures of royal life make me quite chronically nervous, must be the stress boiling over.”

“And what exactly do you plan to do about it?” She said tensely, seething below the surface.

“Well, I’ve been thinking that since I am merely one spare among four maybe I should step out of the public eye, before I do something to drastic to embarrass the crown. Publish one of my history books every few years so people know I am not locked in the tower or anything and otherwise, keep quiet.”

“And I don’t suppose you were thinking of retiring to the family estate up north?”

“Oh, mother” Ian grinned genially. “That is such a wonderful idea, and it hadn’t even occurred to me.”

So at the age of thirty Ian walked into the Red Door Pub, the very bar where Terry Milkovich had died on the floor. He walked up to the nearest employee, with a broad smile “excuse me, may I speak with the owner? My new grounds staff are just loosing it, and I believe he may have some expertise to share.”

#and then they lived happily ever after #how am i supposed to tell a thirty year love story in less and a thousand words #gallavich #shameless #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #sgt says #gallavich fanfic #prompt game

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vintagelacerosette · 1 year

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Tag Game catch up ✨️

I was tagged to do these awesome tag games made by our shining star Macy @celestialmickey & was also tagged by these angel pies Evie @energievie Julissa @heymrspatel Jay @surviving-maybe Harvey @mikhailoisbaby Willow @ian-galagher Kaka @stocious Auds @auds-and-evens Michelle @michellemisfit Leah @whatwouldmickeydo Vey @look-i-love-u Julia @juliakayyy Ri @tanktopgallavich thank youuu 🥰

Name: Myn

Age: 26

Where in the world are you? Sydneeeyy

The meaning behind your URL: the mash up of pretty words & when i began this blog i had aspirations of being a pretty vintage type aesthetic blog lmao

Your second favourite color: Periwinkle

Any pets? My doggie Roxy

Favourite season: Currently, I'll say it's autumn but it varies bc I barely have any distinction with the season living in Australia lol so I'm happy as long as it's sunny & not blistering heat with a light breeze haha

Last thing you read:

Got fics in rotation at the moment haha but I'm rereading

Let the bodies to the talkin' by the magnificent Jane @captainjowl

My Nine Lover by the sensational Anna @annatrow

Last of a Dying Breed by the terrific @wildxwired

For a book I've started Be not Afraid of Love by Mimi Zhu that is a collection writings about the author's journey of relearning to love again after experiencing a violent relationship

Last song you listened to:

I'm getting familiar with the new FOB album 💕

What are you wearing right now? Black cardigan, brown pleated mini dress with pastel green low heels

A hobby of yours: Paper quilling

Your comfort show or movie: Currently Shadows and Bone (gotta get that Six of Crows spin off lmao)

and finally, what are you up to today? Dinner at restaurant I planned to catch up eith my old workmates bc I didn't get to do a farewell dinner when I left in December 🥰

TAG GAME: FANDOM EDITION 💖

Your Name: Myn

Your Age: XXVI

Your First Fandom(s): I think Violet x Tate from American Horror Story

Your Current Fandom(s): Gallavich & Wesper (my book babies got adapted to tv y'all 🤧💕)

How did you first get into fandom? I think i got i more into the fandom culture in 2012 but i did take a break for like maybe 3 years bc I had no idea how the site worked or how to make friends haha. So i missed many of the iconic tumblr moments.

How long have you been engaging with fandom spaces? I remember reading animr fanfic since year six or year 7 so in 2008/2009 & I joined tumblr in 2012 as a more passive participant spam reblogging bc I had no idea how the site worked at first lol. Then I became a more active participant in the gallavich fandom in 2022 when I decided to post my first gallacrafts in feb 🥰

How often do you read fanfics? Every single day & every spare hour I can spare

Top 3 characters from your current fandom(s):

Mickey my beloved Milkovich, Ian sweetface Gallagher & Sandy darling Milkovich

Wylan Van Sunshine, Jesper hotshooter Fahey & Kazzle Dazzle Brekker

Have you ever written a fic for a fandom? if so, shout it out! Not yet, but I oh so plan to I got wips summaries coming out the wahzoo

Have you ever drawn fanart for a fandom? if so, shout it out! Yess i am so happy to have made some fanart for our lovely Macy's fanfic Your Message Has Been Received, Gallavich × Good Omens fanart for Gallacrafts & other art found in the tag #Myn's art

Share a personal headcanon that you feel very strongly about:

Ian gets the fucking Monica boobs tattoo fixed omfg it'll be a touching tribute to her not whatever the fuck that was. Also Mick gets Ian's name fixed too. They could do it together & then get tattoos that symbolise each other on their bods

You’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) with you. what episode, clip, or scene are you showing them? Ohh CLUB KISS CLUB KISS CLUB KISS

Shadow and Bone

Under carriage scene! Recognised his man by being on top of him. The muscles memory of it all 😏

And finally, what does fandom mean to you? Fandom gave me back my creative passion back. Something I thought I had lost & desperate wanted back but had no idea how, but by finding all of you beautiful, amazingly sweet & brilliant minds that came together out of the love our soft & sensitive husbands I found a safe place & a home where I can share what I create which is my love. So thank you all forever for being in my life 🥹

Also this Picrew too & this is basically my outfit for dinner just a lighter brown dress with plaid & minus the frog hat sadly 😔🐸

I'll tag these dearhearts if they wanna play @scarcrosseduntouched @andthatisnotfake @adakechi @skies-below @ lingy910y @imikhailotakeyouian @babygirlmickey @too-schoolforcool @gardenerian @creepkinginc @demontargaryen @chicanomick @suzy-queued @tomorrowillmissyou @ intotheblindinglight @lalazeewrites @tellmegoodbye @jomilky @darthvaders-wife @flamingbluepanda @crossmydna @depressedstressedlemonzest @gallavichgeek @gallavichsbitch @shameless-notashamed @callivich @sickness-health-all-that-shit @bravemikhailo @7x10mickey @sleepyfacetoughguy @suchagallabitch @iansw0rld @ deathclassic @grabmyboner @y0itsbri @grumpymickmilk

#tag game #picrew #Spotify

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