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[gallawitchxx]

FOREVER

AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVEN AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER ABD EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EV—

[yoonia]

schedules & progress ● 2024

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✎ A Christmas Fix - 01 02 (M) | Taehyung x reader | Secret Baby!au, Second Chance!au, Strangers to Lovers!au | Part of the Jingle All the Way collaboration | posted: Jan 31st, 2024 — Feb 1st, 2024

✎ Revamped: The Stand-In (M) | Namjoon x reader | Friends to Lovers!au, Failed Marriage!au, Post Divorce!au, Smut, Angst | posted: Aug 13th, 2024

✎ Risque Business (M) | Taehyung x reader | Boss!reader, Employee!Taehyung, Situationship!au, older female reader | posted: Sept 30th, 2024

✎ The Forsaken II: Tears of the Sea (M) | Taehyung x reader | siren!taehyung, smut, mystery; horror | posted: Oct 24th, 2024

✎ Two Steps Behind (or Ahead?) (M) | Yoongi x reader | friends with benefit!au, modern royal!au, modern fantasy!au, The Bedroom Hymns: alternate version | posted: Oct 27th, 2024

✎ Dinner with Mista Joonie (M) | Namjoon x female reader | firefighter!Namjoon, single mom!reader, mature, friends with benefits!au, Blooming Wallflowers: extra chapter| posted: Oct 28th, 2024

✎ Our Imperfections | Namjoon x female reader | second chances!au, infidelity!au, post divorce/break-up!au, angst | posted: Oct 30th, 2024

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✎ About Time: Story masterpost | Jimin x reader / Jungkook x reader | Time Leap!au, Soulmate!au, Reincarnation/regression!au | updated: Jan 2nd, 2024

✎ Red series: Story masterpost | Yoongi x reader (feat. eventual appearance of other members) | Established relationship!au, smut | updated: Feb 14th, 2024

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✎ Alpha’s Inferno | Namjoon x OC | Supernatural!au, Werewolf!Namjoon, Vampire!reader, Angst, Fluff, part of Shifters Series

✎ Flux: Blindsided | Jungkook x reader x Yoongi | Established relationship!au, Smut, polyamory!au

✎ Nefarious: In Motion - A spin off | Jimin x reader | Sex club!au, Smut

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✎ Rewriting: Carousel | Min Yoongi x reader (feat. ot7) | Arranged Marriage!au, CEO!au, Heirs!au | status: ongoing; project starts: Sept 1st, 2024; project finished: TBD

✎ Rewriting: Blood Moon Rising | Jimin x reader (feat. ot7) | Supernatural!au, Vampire!au, Werewolves!au | status: ongoing; project starts: Aug 15th, 2024; project finished: TBD

✎ Risque Business | Taehyung x reader | Office!au, Forbidden Relationship!au, Smut, Angst, Mature theme | est posting date: TBD

✎ Nefarious: In Motion - A spin off | Jimin x reader | Sex club!au, Smut | est posting date: TBD

✎ Bad For You: Vice - A Spin-Off | Taehyung x reader | Stripper!au, Stripper!Taehyung, Smut, Angst, Mature theme | est posting date: TBD

✎ Blood Moon Rising p.31 | Jimin x OC | Supernatural!au, Vampire!au, Vampire!Jimin, Werewolf!Reader, Smut, Angst, part of Shifters Series | est posting date: TBD

✎ Alpha’s Inferno | Namjoon x OC | Supernatural!au, Werewolf!Namjoon, Vampire!reader, Angst, Fluff, part of Shifters Series | est posting date: TBD

✎ Rewriting: 28 Days (M) | Taehyung x reader; Jungkook x reader | slice of life!au, unrequited love!au, first love!au | status: pending; project starts: TBD ; project finished: TBD

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➛ 𝕛𝕒𝕟𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪: ✎ [free content] audio commentaries — repost ✎ [fic teaser] The Dark Room II: Decadence — In Motion Side Story | Taehyung x reader | sex club!au

➛ 𝕗𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪: ✎ [fic teaser/excerpt] Blood Moon Rising ✎ [free content] Red: the series | Visual concept and music playlist

➛ 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙: ✎ [special content] Carousel: story mapping — event timeline ✎ [fic teaser] Bad For You: Vice — Side Story | Taehyung x reader | strippers!au

➛ 𝕒𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕝: ✎ [special content] Ever A Never After | Pinterest inspiration board ✎ [wip graveyard] So Good | Jungkook x reader | bad boy!Jungkook, good girl!reader ✎ [fic teaser] Ever A Never After : Act 1. | Jungkook x reader; Seokjin x reader

➛ 𝕞𝕒𝕪: ✎ [fic teaser] Ever A Never After : Act 2. | Jungkook x reader; Seokjin x reader ✎ [special content] Shifters Series: story mapping — event timeline

➛ 𝕛𝕦𝕝𝕪: ✎ [writing class] Writing 101: #00 An Introduction: A Beginner’s Guide to Writing a Novel (+ downloadable practice sheet) ✎ [fic teaser] Hot Mess | Taehyung x reader | model!taehyung, photographer!reader ✎ [writing class] Writing 101: #01 Where to Begin: Building an Idea Into a Story (+ downloadable practice sheet)

➛ 𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕦𝕤𝕥: ✎ [fic teaser] Risque Business | Taehyung x reader | Boss!reader, Employee!Taehyung, Situationship!au ✎ [fic teaser] Blooming Wallflowers | Namjoon x reader | firefighter!namjoon, single mom!reader

➛ 𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣: ✎ [fic teaser] Bed & Boyfriend(s): Kiss It Better | Taehyung x reader; Jungkook x Yoongi; Jungkook x reader x Yoongi | polyamory!au, smut

➛ 𝕠𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣: ✎ [free content] Short stories from 𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖊 event

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[fictionalcharactersaremypassion]

That Time Franny's Uncles Made Her Birthday Better

This does contain Debbie bashing. Anyway, carry on!

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Lately, Ian was trying out new recipes he'd found online, most of which his husband grumbled about. Mickey had simple taste, none of which wanted anything to do with the healthier dishes Ian was wanting to incorporate into their diet. 

Unfortunately, time might have gotten away from him while trying out this one. He stared down at the pan full of charred chicken and vegetables in dismay. 

“Guess we're ordering pizza, Chef Boyardee?” Mickey drawled. 

Ian scowled, shoving the pan into the sink and turning on the cold water. 

“This wouldn't have happened if you didn't distract me.” 

As expected, Mickey wasn't remorseful at all. If anything, he seemed proud, smirking as he came around the countertop to stand in front of Ian. 

“Didn't see you trying to stop me,” Mickey hooked his thumbs in between Ian's jeans. 

Already sensing where this was going, Ian placed his hands over his husband's. “We can’t,” he mumbled, eyes closing automatically when his lips were captured in a soft kiss. They shouldn’t, not when they’ll be heading to Debbie’s apartment for Franny’s twelfth birthday party. But he could feel his resistance crumbling with the way his husband’s hands traveled up his back, the kiss deepening until he wasn’t sure which one of them had moaned out loud. 

“Tell me to stop, Red,” Mickey said, a wicked undertone that was too damn sexy for his own good. 

All of Ian’s common sense, pointing out that they were short on time, flew out the window. He shoved Mickey against the counter, the kiss rougher than before. His husband was steadily unzipping his jeans, and started to pull them down when the doorbell echoed, effectively interrupting the moment. 

“Fucking hell,” Mickey hissed. Ian reluctantly pulled away, making himself look presentable again. “If it’s that on site manager bitch again, I’m gonna fucking explode.” 

He threw open the door, and from Ian could see, all his anger evaporated right away the second he realized who was there. 

“Franny?” Ian said in surprise, coming around to stand with Mickey. 

Their niece smiled weakly at them, using the end of one of her sleeves on her oversized hoodie to wipe away her tears. “Is it okay if I crash with you guys for a bit?” 

They don’t hesitate to let her in. 

“What’s up, Kid?” Mickey asked after he shut the door. He wasn’t showing it, but Ian could see for himself how concerned he was. “Thought you’d be at home.” 

“I was,” Franny shrugged, taking in a shaky deep breath. 

The two men glanced at each other, wondering what could have possibly sent her over here at this time of day. The sun had already started to set and Debs’ apartment was a little further out than they’d want her to be walking to get over here. Just wasn’t as safe as it used to be for them-if it’d ever really been that way. 

“Why don’t you go wash your face?” Ian suggested. Her eyes were swollen, bright red, standing out against her normally pale skin. 

She nodded without a word, closing the door to the bathroom behind her. 

“The fuck is wrong with her?” Mickey had lowered his voice so Franny wouldn’t hear. 

“I don’t know. I just hope it’s not what I think it is,” Ian said, causing Mickey’s eyebrows to furrow in confusion. 

His sister and Franny were getting more argumentative lately. Some of it, he suspected, was normal mother-daughter spats. Franny was on the cusp of becoming a teenager, seeking out independence and being her own person. 

Not that it could all be blamed on that. Debbie was his sister and as much as he loved her, Ian knew very well that she wasn’t always the greatest mother. Not with her tendency to force her own interests on her daughter, completely disregarding what Franny wanted, or putting her happiness before that of her daughter. 

Ian put on a small smile when Franny came back out, quiet and avoiding meeting their eyes. 

“I didn’t know you guys were about to have dinner,” she was referencing the oven which was still counting down. Ian had forgotten to turn it off after taking out the ruined meal. 

“We’re not,” Ian shook his head. 

“Your least favorite uncle burnt the fuck out of it,” Mickey said, trying to lighten the mood. Franny didn’t react to it like he’d hoped. “Come on, little Red, what’s up with you?” 

It seemed like a switch had been flipped; Franny was hesitant, chewing on her lip. “It’s not a big deal.” 

“It’s big enough that you came here,” Ian pointed out. When Franny’s lip trembled, her eyes going glossy again, he guided her to the couch so she could sit down. He was next to her with Mickey plopped down on the arm. “You can tell us anything, Franny. You know that.” 

Their little niece buried her face in her hoodie sleeves that covered her hands, shoulders shaking when she let out a quiet sob. “Mom forgot my birthday.” 

A surge of anger shot through Ian, but he kept himself under control. He knew Mickey was just as furious, and placed a hand on his thigh to remind him not to explode right now. “She did?” 

Franny nodded, sniffling. 

“Who’s she fucking now?” Mickey demanded. 

Ian pursed his lips. That was another one of Debs’ problems. She went from woman to woman in search of a lifelong partner. Unfortunately, she had a habit of choosing the wrong kind of woman; the irresponsible kind who yearned for fun and recklessness and wanted no part in being part of Debbie’s life for more than a couple months. Or, she drove them away like she had with Sandy. 

She laughed humorlessly. “You’d think that was the problem, right? No, she’s just working a lot. Had some client she was meeting almost an hour away. She said there’s hot pockets in the freezer for me to eat if I got hungry.” 

Mickey was openly scowling by now.

“Does she know she forgot?” Ian asked. “I thought you were having a party later?” 

“I thought so too,” Franny muttered. “Guess not. I said something and then she remembered but she was already on her way out so...” 

“So you came here,” Ian finished. 

“After we...got into it,” Franny ducked her head like she expected them to scold her for it. 

“Eh, she deserved it,” Mickey shrugged. 

“Mickey,” Ian muttered, although he didn’t really disagree. 

“Don’t Mickey me, Gallagher. You know it’s true.” 

Franny laughed wetly. It was soft, brief but it was a good sign nonetheless. 

“You know what the worst part is? I kind of expected it. She’s been constantly working. I barely even see her anymore, not that it’s such a bad thing...” 

Her voice drifted off towards the end, sounding unusually bitter. 

“What does that mean?” Ian asked softly. 

“Nothing,” Franny clammed up, shaking her head. 

Mickey wordlessly got off the arm of the couch to sit next to her, his arm wrapping around her shoulders, and she instinctively leaned into his side. Ian’s heart warmed to see this. He loved the close relationship those two had ever since Franny was really young. 

“Not gonna work, kid,” Mickey told her. “You’re gonna have to spill eventually.” 

Franny wiped away the remaining tears on her face, she’d been calmer these past few minutes. She glanced up at him, suddenly looking much younger than she was. “It’s just...” She struggled to get the words out, “Mom doesn’t like my style.” 

Franny was a tomboy through and through. Ian had thought after the princess party went wrong, Debbie would have backed off. Sandy even mentioned sometime after that she’d admitted the whole thing had been for herself anyway. 

That was just the tip of the iceberg, he’d soon learned. 

Debbie continued to pick out clothes her daughter despised, clothes she would have worn at her age. She was desperately hoping Franny might change her mind and join in on the girly activities she tried to introduce to her. Ian didn’t think that was going to happen anytime soon. 

Franny much preferred her oversized t-shirts and ripped jeans. 

“She was nagging me about that pink sweater she bought me two weeks ago. She knows I don’t wear pink or sweaters!” Franny said, frustrated. 

With the arm that had been around her, Mickey ruffled her hair. “Give it to us, Little Red, We’ll take care of it.” 

“Really?” Franny looked up at him with hope. 

Ian was giving him a look as well. Really? 

“Really,” Mickey confirmed. “It’ll give us something to give to the brat two doors down.” 

Ian rolled his eyes. He’d agreed on their behalf to attend the woman’s daughter’s birthday party. “We need to start being sociable, Mickey.” 

“Fuck that.” 

Franny scooted closer to Mickey, seeking more comfort. “I just don’t get why Mom hates what I wear.” 

“Peppermint Patty has issues,” Mickey said with a shrug. “Don’t let it get you down, Franny.” 

“Kinda hard not to when she’s telling me how much prettier I could be if I tried.” And fuck, Franny looked defeated, like her mother's words were really sinking in. 

“There’s nothing wrong with how you look,” Ian told her firmly.  “And there’s nothing wrong with your clothes either.” 

“Yeah,” Mickey nudged her, nodding at her Black Sabbath hoodie. “You got some good taste. Surprisingly.” 

Franny rolled her eyes, a smile peeking out. “Uncle Mickey, have you ever even listened to them?” 

“Kid, I was listening to metal before you were born,” Mickey smirked. 

Ian observed them for a moment or two. He didn’t want to have to send her back to the apartment, knowing she would be there all alone and on her birthday no less. “Franny,” he addressed her, “why don't we have a party for you now? Just the three of us.” 

He looked past her, right at Mickey. His husband was on board immediately. 

“Really?” 

“Yeah,” Ian nodded. “You pick what you want for dinner and Uncle Mickey can go get you a cake. We already have your gifts. No reason why we can’t do this tonight.” 

The bright smile he got from Franny made him smile too. 

“Okay,” she said happily. “Cool. Uh...can we have pizza?” 

“You got it,” Ian said with a grin. “Chocolate cake okay with you?” 

Franny agreed. That was her ultimate favorite. 

“You guys are the best,” she said when Mickey grabbed his keys, preparing to leave. 

Twenty minutes later, their stomachs were full. Mickey, being the softie he was, had also grabbed two kinds of ice cream for her. God, he loved that man. 

Franny was beaming the whole time, dunking her pizza into the ranch, listening intently to one of Mickey’s less traumatic childhood stories. She thought I spy, you shoot was hilarious, and he’d looked back at Ian with visible smugness. 

Finally, it was time for her to open her gifts. 

It wasn’t hard to tell who had given her what- Ian’s wrapping was much neater than Mickey’s. 

Franny was ecstatic to find four books from that horror series she liked to read. Her excitement continued when she opened Mickey’s- a new black hoodie. 

“This one’s from both of us,” Ian pointed at the last one, a semi long box. 

“Oh my God!” 

Franny pulled out a skateboard. She’d been wanting one for a while now, eager to learn how to ride it. 

“Thank you! Thank you!” She shrieked, lunging at them, hugging them both tightly. “This is the best gift ever! I love you guys so much!” 

Ian laughed, kissing her on the head. “We love you too, Franny.” 

“Just remember this was your favorite uncle’s idea,” Mickey interjected, holding her for a few seconds longer. 

“It was our idea,” Ian snorted. 

Franny couldn’t stop smiling. It was stretched across her face. “Can I go ride it now?” 

“Sure,” Mickey agreed, already slipping on his jacket again. 

“Can you get a picture of me doing it, Uncle Ian?” Franny asked on their way out the door. “I wanna show my friends.” 

He’d deal with the fallout and Debbie tomorrow. He knew she’d probably bitch about Franny being but Ian couldn’t care less about that right now. 

“Sure, thing, Franny.”  ---

Might make one more chapter where Ian and Mickey deal with Debbie's wrath (and they lay into her for how she's treating her daughter)

[earlycuntsets]

LAST ONE

pt. 4 (parts 1 & 2 & 3)

earlycuntsets.org sourced - where I got all my mcr pictures

first of a series. due to tumblr limits on how many links you can post. this full idea will be continued on future posts. here is 2007-2010. this is pictures. will make a separate post for youtube/recordings.

been needing to fully source my website so here we go! wanted to share with other kool mcr fans.

livejournals:

10/02/2011 sacramento ca - wideawaketonight

old fansites/website appearances:

09/07/2011 st paul mn - startribune

09/11/2011 89x birthday bash meet and greet - mcrmykilljoysecuador

09/24/2011 tampa fl - ishotyourband.com

10/05/2011 mountain view ca - live105

10/06/2011 - daniel knighton

1/22/2012 big day out gold coast australia - tony mott, lifemusicmedia & inthemix

flickrs:

09/04/2011 denver co - brandon marshall & michael fajardo

09/07/2011 st paul mn - mcnallysmith

09/09/2011 kansas city mo - ian mcfarland & scott spychalski

09/17/2011 camden nj - alicia brown

09/18/2011 virginia beach va - lindsey carter

09/20/2011 charlotte nc - dianna augustine

09/26/2011 - emily torres

10/01/2011 anaheim - christy milner

10/05/2011 mountain view ca - david price

10/06/2011 - ruby rodriguez

10/07/2011 san diego ca - vonnubi, emily matview

1/22/2012 big day out gold coast australia - livemusicmedia

1/26/2012 big day out sydney australia - soundstagereview

1/29/2012 big day out melbourne - rebecca houlden

5/19/2012 bamboozle asbury park nj - chickphila

the end pictures. making one for good youtubes next.

earlycuntsets.org

[bumblekastclips]

KYLE CROUSE: And our next question! "Sonic’s dead. Nope, that’s it. He’s just dead. No, Eggman didn’t defeat him. No, there wasn’t some tragic accident or ultimate sacrifice. He died in his sleep. Why? Beats me. Maybe it was cardiac arrest from having one too many chili dogs at Chocola’s birthday bash. Who knows? Regardless, he is dead. What is the reaction from Sonic’s friends, foes, and most importantly Eggman to the blue hedgehog’s sudden and underwhelming demise?"

IAN FLYNN: Well, his friends are devastated, obviously. They're torn out of the frame. This is... not something they would have foreseen, or wanted, or were prepared for. Uh, most of the rivals? They're rather upset too, like... Jet's gonna be pissed that he doesn't get a chance to show up Sonic one last time, establish himself as the true Speediest There Is. It's gonna bother him a lot! Shadow? Uh, you know how emotive he is, but he's extra quiet and broody for a little bit. KYLE: Mhm. IAN: Eggman, I imagine, would seize upon the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack, because who's going to stand in his way now, mua ha ha ha! His friends are- Sonic's friends are rallied to action because they're gonna fight in his memory, and things go on for a little bit as they do, and then Eggman's chutzpah behind the whole thing just kinda peters out. It's just not the same. There's no Sonic, and it's- it's not like the War, y'know, he won that. He beat Sonic -- or at least, his minions did. The point is, it was his victory, he could claim it! KYLE: Mhm. IAN: Now there's no Sonic, there- and he's not coming back. There's no surprise last-minute confrontation, it's just him and the Fuzzy Buddies. KYLE: Yay. IAN: And eventually, I think would just kinda, like, peter out. He's not even showing up to fight anymore. He's just kinda sittin' there going, "Now what? I mean, I wanna do it, but I just- I don't have the drive to do it anymore." So he starts, like, targeting each of the friends, trying to get them to rise up to Sonic's caliber. He needs that challenge! He doesn't have the drive anymore! "Tails, get up here! Prove yourself! ...No? Still too early? Ugh, hurry it up." KYLE: [chuckling] I'm getting very much a Megamind sort of deal here. Eventually he becomes the hero! [laughs] IAN: [laughs] KYLE: I feel like this was a Boom episode. Like, we didn't- it's not a new Boom episode, it's one that already happened. IAN: [chuckles] KYLE: But, y'know... [chuckles]

----- TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: Please remember that nothing that is said on BumbleKast is canon! It's just some guys and their opinions occasionally spitballing ideas. If you don't like an answer, you don't have to take it as Word of God or anything like that. It's all just for fun! ----- Everyone thank @pedanticat for reminding me of this question! Do you want a specific question transcribed and posted? Send the question and the episode date to my ask box! Or if you just want questions about a certain character, send me their name and I will see what I can do!

[templeofalice]

Another great shot from Scott Ian's birthday bash!🤘🏻December 31, 2023 at Galpin Auto Sports in California.

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[llatimeria]

IAN BRUTALMOOSE IS AT THE SEATTLE NEOPETS BIRTHDAY BASH. SO AM I. AT THE SAME TIME

[upthewitchypunx]

tagged by @lemonbalmgirl and @caffeine-and-spells

Relationship status: partnered

Favorite color: purple

Song stuck in head: It’s a toss up between Since Yesterday by Strawberry Switchblade and Dirty Laundry by Cayetana ( I hope no one in my Music League sees this!)

Last song I listened to: For a Friend by Gladie (but also the Ramones album Rocket To Russia booming up from Lobotomen practice. They are playing the whole album at the Joey Ramone Birthday Bash on the 19th)

Three favorite foods: It changes all the time and usually with the seasons. Right now it’s homemade pasta and sauce made with vegan tomatoes frozen from the garden last spring, braised cabbage with root vegetables and herbs, and a seitan based “meaty” stew. Spring and summer food is different. (I hope when I’m in SLC that J makes pozole verde again!)

Last thing I googled: The etymology of the word “passion” as Ian B and I were walking back from the store

Dream trip: Portmeirion Wales because I was obsessed with the TV show The Prisoner as a teenager but I doubt I could afford to stay there. Also, anywhere I can see the aurora borealis, which isn’t exactly something you can plan for.

Anything I want right now: a good night sleep and a safe trip tomorrow.

tag yourself and blame me

[cheolhub]

birthday bash ask!!~

time 4 self care(✨)- i’ll give you some info for your ship game hehe-> leo, esfj, green is my favourite colour, i love all of the groups you write for! i’d love a playlist too if you are able to <3

MY BEAUTIFUL LU!!!

I SHIP YOU WITH…

KIM MINGYU

LETS FUCKING GO. U AND MINGYU WON MOST GORGEOUS COUPLE AWARD!

lucy lu, i dont know if you expected this but mingyu was totally the first person that popped into my head when i saw your ask to be shipped <33 (minghao was a runner up)

let’s start off with the fact that you two have a lot of the same interests. beauty, fashion, cafe dates, the city and probably a lot of other things that i cant think of rn. you’re literally perfect for one another, both personally AND astronomically. leo and aries are both fire signs (🔥) meaning you’re both intense lovers and while you may argue over silly things, you both know it’s bc it’s a heat of the moment thing and that ur both probably being ridiculous 🤭

you’re both sweet and caring and have enormous hearts and you care a lot about each other and the people around you!! ALSO ur both extroverts so you two have the most fun with each other <3 you two would able to be your complete selves with one another and i just think that’s beautiful ^^ you belong with him and he belongs with YOU 🤬

your trope: bff to lovers just because that is literally mingyu’s trope and it just makes sense that you guys become best friends before becoming lovers

+ playlist

lucy mix 👢

love song — lana del rey

amnesia — KAI

maneater — nelly furtado

nikes — frank ocean

chicken tenders — dominic fike

designer — NCT 127

crush — seventeen

calico — DPR IAN

[velocityprime]

244: Dreepy

It's Ian's birthday bash and the boixs are celebrating the only way we know how: cooking and eating a seemingly inedible Pokemon. Dreepy's on the menu as well as a tantalizing discussion of our predictions for the Olympics, a dinner that will go down in history and a discussion of our favorite talking vehicles. 

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[kiss-my-freckle]

Bamon fans say that Elena wanted Damon to be a better man for her while Bonnie wanted him to be one for himself. They also have the misconception that Damon would act better if he was with Bonnie than with Elena and attribute most of his growth to being with Bonnie in the prison world. If Bamon happened they'd see that ultimately Damon does what he wants and conflict wouldn't end just because he's with Bonnie. They think a man in love becoming inspired to become a better man trope isn't a problem if it's with Bonnie. They hate show Damon because he doesn't have a romance with Bonnie and tolerate book Damon more because of that fact. But in order to justify their hatred of show Damon by bashing him being 24 when he turned a few of them lie about book Damon's age to look less hypocritical, saying he's 19 in it even though he turned the year of his 22nd birthday according to the source material and criticize Ian but not Paul for being cast over age when Paul and Ian's age gap is closer to book Stefan and Damon.

Elena wanted Damon to be better for himself, for his brother, for her, and for Mystic Falls... because people should be good. Damon wouldn't necessarily act better with Bonnie. Hell, he only has a relationship with Bonnie because of Elena. It put him trusting in Elena just to put his trust in Bonnie. Most of his growth wasn't with Bonnie in the prison world. Quite the opposite. Most of Bonnie's growth was with Damon in the prison world. It took her that long to see why Damon was worth saving. Something Elena felt about him in the first season. I actually attribute her time with Damon in the prison world giving her the ability to have a relationship with Enzo. If not for Damon, she'd never date a vampire. Think of Elena as the trunk of a family tree, and all the branches as Damon's friendships. It all began with Elena. She's everything to him.

[brn1029]

This date in music history…and I personally blame Lemmy for all those famous deaths….

January 9th

2016 - Lemmy

Stars paid tribute to Motorhead frontman Lemmy at his funeral at Forest Lawn Memorial Cemetery. Motorhead drummer Mikkey Dee, Foo Fighters' Dave Grohl, Slash from Guns N' Roses, Robert Trujillo and Lars Ulrich from Metallica, Judas Priest singer Rob Halford and Anthrax frontman Scott Ian. all spoke at the service. Lemmy's bass guitar was plugged in to a stack of amplifiers and the volume turned up, with the congregation applauding as feedback from the speakers filled the chapel.

2014 - The 10 Greatest Double Albums of All Time

Rolling Stone magazine published their Readers Poll: The 10 Greatest Double Albums of All Time. The top 5 were: 5. Led Zeppelin Physical Graffiti - Bruce Springsteen - The River, 3. The Rolling Stones - Exile on Main Street 2. Pink Floyd - The Wall, and winning the poll was The Beatles - The White Album.

2005 - Elvis Presley

Elvis Presley went to No.1 on the UK singles chart with 'Jailhouse Rock.' The single sold just 21,262 copies to reach No.1, the lowest sales ever for a UK chart topper since data began in 1969. The single was released to celebrate the 70th anniversary of his birth, a previous Elvis chart topper was re-released each week.

2003 - Elvis Presley

A grand piano once owned by Elvis Presley was sold for $685,000 (£425,711). Music producer Robert Johnson and partner Larry Moss sold the piano to the chairman of the Blue Moon Group, Michael Muzio who was planning to take the piano on a casino-sponsored promotional tour. He was then planning for the piano to be shown at the proposed rock museum at Walt Disney World.

2002 - David McWilliams

Irish singer, songwriter David McWilliams died of a heart attack at his home in Ballycastle, County Antrim aged of 56. Released over 10 solo albums and wrote 'The Days Of Pearly Spencer,' 1992 UK No.4 for Marc Almond.

1997 - David Bowie

David Bowie performed his 50th Birthday Bash concert (the day after his birthday) at Madison Square Garden, New York with guests Frank Black, Sonic Youth, Robert Smith of The Cure, Dave Grohl, Lou Reed, Billy Corgan and Placebo. Proceeds from the concert went to the Save The Children fund.

1981 - Terry Hall

Terry Hall and Jerry Dammers from The Specials were both fined £400 ($680) after being found guilty of using threatening words during a gig in Cambridge, England.

1976 - Queen

Queen were at No.1 on the UK singles chart with 'Bohemian Rhapsody'. The single enjoyed a nine week run on the chart selling more than a million copies by the end of the month. It reached No.1 again in 1991 for five weeks following Mercury's death, eventually becoming the UK's third best selling single of all time.

1970 - Led Zeppelin

During a UK tour Led Zeppelin appeared at The Royal Albert Hall, London, the night of Jimmy Page's 26th birthday. (John Lennon, Eric Clapton and Jeff Beck were all in the audience). The two and a quarter hour set was recorded and filmed but shelved for several decades, eventually seeing a release on a 2003 official DVD.

1965 - The Beatles

The Beatles started a nine week run at No.1 on the US album chart with 'Beatles 65', the group's fourth No.1. Beatles '65 includes eight of the fourteen songs from Beatles for Sale and also includes 'I'll Be Back' from A Hard Day's Night and the single 'I Feel Fine'/'She's a Woman'.

1963 - Charlie Watts

Drummer Charlie Watts joined The Rolling Stones after leaving Blues Incorporated and his job working as a graphic designer.

1955 - Rosemary Clooney

Rosemary Clooney was at No.1 on the UK singles chart with 'Mambo Italiano' the singers second No.1. The song was banned by all ABC owned stations in the US because it "did not reach standards of good taste".

(One sample listen to today’s music should show you that the standards of good taste have long since died…ladies and Gentelmen…Cardi B….🙄🙄😩)

[seekercallum]

rideacomet​:

Al adored all the Fletcher children. He tried to find reasons to see them all, both individually and together. Reasons were needed because, at least for the oldest three, an open invite to just drop by anytime was not enough to get them over. Al didn’t mind. He’d learned over the years how to navigate the Fletchers as well as anyone could he supposed. The younger kids were easier. Al could invite them over to enjoy the pool or claim he needed company for something that might interest them more then the older boys. Al did not get nearly as many unsolicited invites as he claimed. Now that Bash and Sadie were getting a little older he was looking for things to invite them to individually. With Ian it was a matter of books. Al would look for books that he knew Ian would be interested in and while he’d much prefer to gift the boy the books he most often just owled him to tell him of the newest addition to the library. Gifts were something he had to keep to birthdays and Christmas. For Mac photography was becoming something the boy seemed to be keenly interested in despite his veneer of it being a way to earn money for the family. Al would look for things having to do with it, books or even photography equipment and owl Mac about it. Other times he’d invite him over on some pretext and ‘forget’ he had a photography session happening for a new broom. It was a little more expensive to have several sessions in order to have one where Mac had space to ask questions of the photographer and not have Cal worried he was wasting time. But worth it. Even if it did mean having more pictures of just a broomstick and no rider then he needed. Cal was a little easier. Sure Al still had pretexts at time, new broomsticks or a design idea to discuss. But he could also invite Cal round for tea like today.

He was glad that Cal hadn’t canceled their tea. Yesterday’s game was worrisome. Everyone had bad games but Al knew not everyone took them as hard as Cal. Given the rough year Puddlemere were having he worried even more. But he tried not to let that worry show. “My dear boy, welcome, come in,” he greeted Cal when the houself showed him in. He gave Cal a handshake, using his free hand to give his arm a little squeeze. Al turned his attention momentarily to the house elf. He’d already settled on the menu but he hadn’t pinned down what kind of tea they’d be having. Al trusted his house elves to make any needed tweaks to the menu to compliment the tea. “I think we’ll be having tea outside today, it’s such a nice day. The Darjeeling. You can wait and bring it out with the food. Do you need any water or anything while we wait for everything to be ready?” He turned his attention back to Cal at the last question. Once that was all settled he led the way to his outdoor dining room. Al was fond of the space but he also was hoping that Cal would relax more if they were outside. Perhaps enough to open up to what might be troubling him. Cal did’t often confide in him but occasionally things slipped out. Once they were seated he smiled over at Cal again. “So my dear boy, how are the children?” It was his standard opening question but today it held a little more weight as it were. If there was anything amiss enough to distract Cal from quidditch it was likely one of his siblings. Or his mother doing something that he was worried would jeopardize his siblings. So much weight on his shoulders and for so long. Al was happy he could ease it somewhat but he still wished he could do more.

Maybe Cal shouldn’t have been so surprised when Al greeted him as he always did, calling Cal his dear boy and giving him a warm handshake and a squeeze of the arm, acting as pleased to see Cal as he always seemed to be. Surely he wasn’t, though. Not today. Not after yesterday. Cal had let so many people down and it felt like maybe he’d let Al down more than anyone. At least when it came to quidditch. He was still very aware of all the ways he’d let Mac down, and Ian. “Hi, Al,” Cal greeted him with a tired voice and a strained smile. He wasn’t quite as good at faking it with Al as he used to be, or more likely he’d never been that good at it. But he took the opportunity to try to collect himself a little more when Al was distracted talking to his house elf. “Some water would be great, thanks,” he told Al with a slightly less strained smile when he turned back to Cal. Cal thanked the house elf when it brought him a nice glass of water and then followed Al out to his outdoor dining room. Cal still wasn’t used to how nice Al’s place was, or how huge it was. He probably never would be, even though he was pretty sure he knew his way around the entire place at this point. 

It wasn’t a surprise when they sat down and Al immediately asked about the kids. Al always asked about the kids. But today the question felt heavier, weighted down by Cal’s performance the day before. Of course Al would know it was because of the kids. Cal’s whole body tensed as he looked around the garden, anywhere but at Al. “They’re fine,” he answered in a voice he knew was way too tense for Al to actually believe him. “It’s—...I’m dealing with it,” he added, even though there wasn’t much for him to deal with. Mac was stuck and Cal couldn’t help him and even if he told Al, Al couldn’t help him either. Not that it was Al’s problem. Al had taken on enough of the Fletchers’ problems as it was. Too many of them. Cal still didn’t see what Al got out of it, especially now Cal was fucking up quidditch. “What happened yesterday won’t happen again,” he added, because he still figured that was Al’s primary concern. 

It was a relief that there hadn’t been a formal quidditch practice the day after the worst quidditch match of Cal’s life. Cal didn’t think he could have dealt with facing everyone, though the lack of practice hadn’t stopped him from getting out on the pitch. He woke up earlier than normal, left a note for the kids, and took to the pitch at the crack of dawn, relieved he’d beaten any of him teammates out there. He felt a little more grounded after talking with Galvin and then talking to Mac again, reassuring him he wasn’t angry with him, that Mac could talk to him, that Cal was here to help however he could, even though it was clear there was very little he could actually do. Though it was still a little concerning how talking with Galvin had helped, he tried to remember his conversation with Mac, that he had Mac’s blessing, and he knew he had Ian’s too, given that he’d let Galvin into the house in the first place. Cal had no doubt that Ian had already known exactly who Galvin was. 

Cal did his best to shake off all those thoughts as he flew after a practice snitch, determined not to leave the pitch until he’d caught it at least five times. Theo and Jamie showed up together about halfway through Cal’s practice, and he was beyond appreciative of the way they just greeted him like normal and took to one side of the pitch to practice together. The whole team, with Jamie and Theo taking the lead, had made a point yesterday of assuring him they weren’t angry, that they were behind him, and while it meant a lot it wasn’t a conversation Cal wanted to rehash. He just wanted to never play that shit again. Especially not with everything their team had gone through this season, between the opening match attack that nearly killed Freddie, Sturgis going missing and coming back with part of himself missing, and Cene’s injury that kept him out for too much of the season. What was Cal’s excuse for playing like shit? It was his brother, it was what happened with Galvin, it was the weight of everything on his shoulders—but none of that felt like a good enough reason compared to everything the team had been through. Cal just needed to get his damn head on straight and not play that shit again. He couldn’t afford to. The kids needed him. His team needed him. 

And so he flew until he managed to forget all of that, until it was just him and the sky and the snitch and he caught it enough times that he felt like maybe, hopefully, he’d shaked off whatever shit was getting in his way. He hoped he had. At least he felt more ready to face the real practice with the whole team tomorrow. He waved to Jamie and Theo, and to Cene and Oli who’d shown up partway through Cal’s practice, which had been nice to give him some bludgers to dodge while practicing, and then cleaned up before disapparating not home, but to Al’s. 

Cal was not looking forward to facing Al after that disaster of a match, but he’d made plans to join Al for tea a week ago and Cal wasn’t going to bail on them. Al had done too much for them for Cal to do that. If Al was disappointed, which he surely was because Cal had been the opposite of a good advertisement for the Comet yesterday morning, Cal would just have to go face it. Face it and hope one rubbish game wasn’t enough to make Al feel like he’d wasted years of investments into Cal’s playing, into making Cal his lead spokesperson. Rationally, Cal knew that probably wouldn’t be the case. But he still felt like he’d let Al down in a major way. Nothing to do for it now but face Al’s disappointment, so Cal braced himself as he arrived in front of Al’s front door and knocked.

[abundanceofnots]

Ellie, it's bacon boys birthday. What is he up to today?! 👀 I hope he's woken up because of some... *cough* attentiveness from his husband ✨

The right question is, what ISN’T he up to because what he expects is a quiet day that he gets to spends with his family, with maybe some kind of surprise thrown in by Mickey because after the stunt with the anniversary celebration, Ian is kind of anticipating something. Obviously, it’s anything but quiet.

He wakes to some action underneath his comforter. When he tugs it back to peek inside, he finds Mickey all red and out of breath, complaining Thank fucking Christ you’re awake. Thought I was gonna suffocate in here. 

Ian pulls him up to give him a thorough and frankly quite disgusting--morning breath and all the under cover action considering--kiss. Mmm, happy birthday to me, Ian sighs happily into the kiss. Happy birthday to you, Mickey says back.

They never get to finish what Mickey’s started because soon enough, Ian’s phone blasts out with incoming messages and calls. Mandy facetimes, making fun of Ian for having quote obvious bed hair and sex eyes. Mickey leans in to give Ian one last peck, blocking Mandy’s view with a raised middle finger. He then gets up, but not without calling her a few nasty names. Fiona calls next, getting a little emotional when she says how proud she is of him and the man he grew up to be. Ian then deals with some messages in the family group chat before padding down to the kitchen to join Mickey. He gets a little handsy over coffee and also may be directly to blame for burning their pancakes--but ask him if he cares.

Ian’s supposed to meet Lip soon and then join his siblings for a small garden party at the house. Mickey says he’s gonna just relax in the apartment and enjoy the alone time, but Ian has his eyes on him. Jesus Christ, can’t a guy throw a surprise anniversary party without it becoming a thing? Ain’t gonna think of something special for every occasion just to cater to your needy ass. The world doesn’t revolve around you, Gallagher, Mickey remarks, and Ian can’t help but grin at him, because that was such bullshit. He’s totally planning something.

But it’s my birthday! Ian fake pouts as he clutches onto his husband. 

Yeah? And you already got half a hummer, so count your fucking blessings, man, and move on. I’ll see you later.

While Ian’s with Lip, Mickey sneaks into the house to bake a cake for him. Debbie and Liam promised to help him, and he’s mostly there to bitch and supervise. The cake has got to be dick-shaped (with the number 25 written on the shaft, obviously), Mickey insists. It involves some back and forth and money being exchanged but, eventually, Debbie agrees to do the dickshaping. 

They make some cupcakes from the extra batter for Franny, because Debbie refuses to feed her child a dick cake. Liam just shakes his head, muttering something about white people, but in the end, a cake’s a cake, so he decides he can probably eat a piece that looks the least like a penis.

The cake’s the talk of the party (Did you have the tip or the balls? What did you think of the cream filling?), and everyone takes an insane amount of inappropriate photos with it. 

[mishervellous]

drabble debutant here! you know I just had to chime in on our boy’s birthday bash 🎂

for @galladrabbles’ theme birthday 🧡

~

In May tomatoes are coming into season. Yesterday they left a pink azalea on his mom’s grave. Today the breeze soothes his neck; his wedding band gleams beautifully under the sun. He sits outside with Mickey and a belly full of cake.

“On your left, look at me!” Fiona chuckles from the side. “Say cheese!”

They look at each other instead as the camera lens dollies in on them and Ian smiles.

“How have I gotten so lucky?”

Mickey’s sprighty eyes are eager to drink Ian in.

“I ask myself the same thing every day.” Mickey smiles back. “Happy birthday.”

[searchingwardrobes]

Love this!!! I always forget about Colin's birthday because it's also my sister's - same year and everything - and my "little" Ian's (not so little anymore- he turned 11 😭) and my dad's is the day before. Anyway . . .

This story hit me with all the feels. You perfectly captured Killian here in the bashful, uncomfortable way he handles care and praise from others. And David's toast got me choked up! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

an important date

it's Friday and it's Colin's birthday....I had to do something!! Just a bit of a post-canon Captain Charming scene, inspired by this prompt: "We both meet at the bar at a birthday party but we don’t even know who’s birthday it is. I think it’s yours, you think it’s mine." 1.1k, rated T

The Rabbit Hole was…well, the Rabbit Hole—its usual divy self. It wasn’t where Killian would typically expect to find David, least of all on the prince’s birthday.

At least—he thought that’s what Emma had said? She’d all but shoved him out of the station that evening, with the direction to meet her father here for a “birthday drink”. Of the birth dates he’d memorized (and would never forget—Emma’s, Henry’s, Hope’s), he realized he was severely lacking when it came to his in-laws.

But perhaps David’s would be easier to remember, given its proximity to his own. Or, rather, when he thought his own was; the actual date was long since lost to time, realm travel, and changing calendars, and it had been centuries since he’d actually done anything to mark the date, but he remembered it being in spring. 

Really the only fond memory he had of the day was picking fresh wildflowers with his mother, the light scent filling their small house, and the sweet taste of the modest cake she’d baked. When the hyacinth began to bloom in Storybrooke, he was always taken back to that day, and generally used that milestone to mark the passing of his years—but he’d lived enough of them that he needed no extra celebration or recognition.

As it was, the first shoots of spring had only just begun to emerge, so by his math, that put David’s birthday—or whatever today was—a few weeks ahead of his own. Good to know.

He scanned the bar for his mate—squinting a bit harder than he’d like to admit in the dim light (further evidence of the passage of time, he presumed)—almost missing him at the far end of the counter, until David waved at him.

“Evening, mate,” he greeted as he slid onto the barstool next to his father-in-law. “Not your typical scene, eh?” he added, nodding towards the rest of the bar, where all manner of seedy goings-on (well, as much as ever happened in Storybrooke) were happening—things the deputy sheriff should probably be concerned with, but he was off the clock (and had no room to talk).

David shrugged. “I’ve been known to pass the occasional night here—cursed and not cursed. Having royalty around seems to keep things calm.”

“Aye, but you’ve never been here with a pirate,” he winked back, even if it had been ages since he’d anything resembling a rowdy night. The most exciting his had been lately were the times that they managed to get a teething Hope down early enough to squeeze in some intimacy, but he wasn’t going to admit that to Emma’s father.

“No,” David agreed. “But I figured I could manage for one night. To mark the occasion and all.”

“Aye; it does warrant that. My apologies for not knowing the date sooner—happy birthday, Dave.”

But instead of the customary thanks, David just tilted his head at him, brow furrowed in confusion. “Huh?”

Bloody hell—had he misheard Emma? “We’re here to celebrate your day of birth, are we not?”

“No; my birthday is in July—so now I kind of am offended,” David replied, though his tone was light. “Wait—did Emma not tell you?”

“She told me to meet you here for a birthday drink—I assumed that meant it was yours.”

“No, man—it’s yours.”

“Come again?” He’d never so much as commented to anyone, including Emma, the whereabouts of birth date; so how would either of them, least of all David, have known?

David explained, “Remember near the end of her pregnancy, when her magic was kind of overpowered and she was trying to release it?” How could Killian forget? He spent a whole week with blue hair, and trying to keep Pop-Tarts from flying around the house. “Apparently during that, she was trying out a bunch of easy, informational spells; there was one about revealing birthdates. Turned out mine was off by a couple of days. But yeah, she did yours, too; she never mentioned it?”

Killian was momentarily speechless. Not out of betrayal or anything—things were rather chaotic leading up to Hope’s birth, so he didn’t blame Emma for letting it slip her mind—but moreso that it had been able to be determined.

And, despite the last several years being filled with things such as True Love, marriages, and more family than he’d ever imagined having, he was still touched by the idea that anyone cared enough about him to know the date he’d entered this world (or whichever world it was)—and even more that they wanted to acknowledge it. 

“Uh, no,” he said, his voice suddenly thick with emotion. “I seem to recall her pregnancy brain was pretty bad then,” he quipped, hoping to lighten the moment. “So—really? Today?”

“Today,” David confirmed. Killian thought back to the wildflowers—then recalled that he grew up in a far warmer climate than Maine’s, perhaps the reason for his miscalculation.

(Also: he now understood why Emma had woken him with morning sex that day. That was never something he’d question, though—and also something he wouldn’t dare mention in present company.)

The barkeep then set two glasses of amber liquid in front of David. He slid one across the worn wood to Killian, then raised his own. “Happy birthday, Killian. To the best son-in-law—best friend—a man could ask for.”

Killian clinked his glass against David’s and quickly took a sip, hoping it might wash down the lump that had formed in his throat. Alas, it didn’t—but at least it was there with good reason. “Thank you, mate; and, uh, the feeling is mutual.” It wasn’t often words escaped him, so hopefully his father-in-law picked up on the weight of the emotion in his voice; he tried to find David’s eyes, but was overcome with an odd bashfulness he hadn’t felt since youth.

David just gave a gentle chuckle and a solid, brotherly thump on the shoulder, before attempting to down his own shot of rum—which brought on laughter of a different kind, but it broke the bit of tension. 

They shared another drink after (whiskey; far more palatable to the prince), before leaving to their respective princesses—and sharing perhaps a stronger embrace than Killian had originally intended, but it was certainly called for. 

As sweet as his memories from childhood were, it was nice to add this one to the collection of birthday remembrances—the first in so long. (And, as he eventually found, not the last—not by a long shot—in the many years to come.)

(However, he still refused, in all those celebrations, to tell David the way Emma preferred to mark the occasion.)

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