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mmmichyyy · 2 days
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40? for the prompt
#40. "am i your husband or your taxi service?"
the first time it happens, mickey doesn't think much of it.
can you pick me up after my shift? too tired to take the L
when mickey is near the station, he parks the van a block away. force of habit from when he and his brothers used to sneak up and collect from people who owed terry money. plus, he doesn't particularly want ian's coworkers to see their stolen ambulance, even though it's completely unrecognizable after debbie helped them revamp the entire thing and paint over it with the logo sandy designed.
here
i don't see you
i'm parked a block away
pick me up at the station
your legs don't work?
i'm tired :(
i drove the van
it's fine no one will be able to tell lol
mickey rolls his eyes and drops his phone in the cupholder. as he pulls up across the street from the station, he sees ian standing on the curb, chatting with someone wearing a matching EMT uniform, a shorter man with tan skin and curly hair.
mickey honks once, a bit impatient since he's hungry as fuck and there's a large pizza he ordered earlier waiting for them at their apartment. ian lifts his head and smiles. as he waves goodbye to his coworker and jogs over to the van, mickey doesn't miss the way the dude is gaping at mickey with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.
the hell is this guy's problem?
"everything okay?" mickey asks, once ian buckles his seatbelt and reclines his seat.
"just tired." ian yawns. "had a long shift today."
"well," mickey puts the van in drive, reaching over the center console to ruffle ian's hair, promptly forgetting ian's weird coworker, "i already ordered a pizza so we can eat then turn in early."
ian smiles sleepily and interlaces his fingers with mickey's. "you're the best husband ever."
mickey shakes his head, biting back a smile. "sappy fucker."
*
after almost two weeks of ian asking to be picked up, mickey suspects something is up. not that he minds or anything, since he makes his own schedule nowadays. after the security business started turning a profit and ian went back to being an emt, he hired a couple of guys to drive the routes so he could work from home and catch up on admin work, freeing up a lot of time in his day to day.
but ian never used to mind the commute. he's the kind of long-legged freak who liked to take the scenic route and go on long runs in the morning, just for fun. absolutely deranged behaviour, in mickey's opinion. but lately, ian has been flashing his kicked-puppy eyes and asking to be chauffeured like a pampered prince and, well. mickey could never resist spending more time with his husband, so he hasn't said anything. not yet, anyway. god he's so whipped.
the excuses ian came up with, however, were more unbelievable as it went on, ranging from the train broke down (mickey knew for a fact it didn't), to spraining his elbow (though he had no problem throwing mickey on the bed later that night with his supposedly injured arm), to how it was going to rain later (it was sunny all day without a cloud in sight).
when mickey tried to call him out on his bullshit, ian either got down on his knees or flipped mickey over and fucked him senseless into the bed, promptly making mickey forget what the hell he was trying to say.
it's gotten to the point where ian stopped making excuses and simply asked mickey to come get him. which truthfully, mickey doesn't mind at all. but he just finds it odd how his beefy athletic husband had gotten so lazy.
"what's with you?" mickey finally asks one day, as ian climbs into the passenger seat.
ian blinks innocently. "what do you mean, dear husband of mine?"
mickey rolls his eyes. "am i your husband or your fuckin' taxi driver? 'cause i've been picking your ass up every day for the past two weeks when you have two perfectly functioning legs."
ian huffs, crossing his arms. "maybe i just want to spend more time with you."
"we live together," mickey points out flatly, "how much more time do you need?"
"i–"
a tap on the glass interrupts them, and mickey turns to see a woman with brown hair tied back in a ponytail, enthusiastically gesturing at him to roll down the window.
"the fuck?" mickey turns to ian, whose face has turned slightly pink. "did you forget something at the station?"
"ah, no." ian scratches his head sheepishly. "sue is just being... sue."
sue waves her hand again and mickey reluctantly lowers the window.
"mickey, this is sue, my supervisor, and sue, this is–"
"the elusive husband." sue grins. "i've heard a lot about you, mickey."
mickey raises his brow. "have you now."
"oh sure," she says, ignoring ian's frantic head shaking, "ian won't shut up about you, yapping on and on about mickey this and mickey that. we're all jealous at the station actually, everyone just complains about their partners while ian keeps gushing about how perfect and amazing his husband is. his words."
"huh." that explains a lot, actually, why there was always someone different waiting with ian every time he came to pick him up, and why they all stared at him like a circus freak. "well, i bet ian didn't tell you the time we stole an ambu–"
"okay," ian cuts in loudly, reaching over to turn the key in the ignition, "we're leaving. i'll see you tomorrow, sue."
"come to the company picnic next month," sue calls out. "it's a potluck and everyone is bringing their family. it'll be fun!"
"uh sure," mickey says, even though a social gathering with ian's nosy coworkers sounds like the least fun thing he's ever heard of. he looks over at ian, slumped in his seat, avoiding mickey's eyes. "I'll check my schedule."
once mickey drives around the corner, he playfully flicks his finger at ian's temple and ian rolls his eyes, shaking his head.
"you yap about me to your coworkers," mickey teases. "you're so fuckin' whipped."
"whatever," ian grumbles. "stupid sue calling me out."
"is that why you keep asking me to pick you up?" mickey asks, amused. "to parade me around like a little show dog?"
"well, eduardo blabbed to everyone he saw you, then everyone kept asking about you and wanted to see you in person, so..."
"hm." mickey reaches over and brushes his thumb over ian's palm. "what do you say about me?"
ian links their fingers together and sighs. "that you're attentive. funny. caring. protective. loyal. the ideal man."
mickey laughs. "you're really overselling me here, gallagher. did you forget i'm an ex-convict, pimp and drug dealer?"
ian waves him off and continues. "kind. loving. perfect in every single way, except when you leave your socks on the floor. oh and that you're hot as hell with an ass that won't quit."
"you talked about my ass?"
"okay, i didn't say the last part," ian amends, "your ass belongs to just me. but i meant everything else i said."
"you really are a sappy fucker."
"you love it."
"i'd love it even more if i didn't have to be your chauffeur every day, at least they get paid to drive back and forth."
"you come with me to the picnic, i'll pay you with favours in bed. i'll even throw in a big tip."
"a big tip, huh..."
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dollsdesires · 2 days
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I beat Malenia and the final elden ring boss the other night 🥹🥰😭 The emotions this game evoke in me are crazy. I love it so much 😭😭😭
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modern-one · 2 days
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chatdae · 2 days
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I'm watching ep3 of Yuri on Ice again and wow, Viktor having Yuuri skate Eros really is so fucking wild to me. On the one hand: reasonable choice. Viktor wants Yuuri to surprise the audience. He knows Yuuri can perform like this (cough banquet cough) and he knows that Yuuri capitalizing on this potential could win him the season.
On the other hand: oh my God. Does Viktor want to torture himself.
Listen: Yurio says Viktor was contemplating choreographies for himself during the past season. So, Viktor's been thinking about Love as a theme for himself. Man is 27. Everyone's asking him if / when he'll retire. He's considering his future. He's been thinking about love. He's considering his future he's been thinking about love He takes a season off, flies to Japan -- for Yuuri--,, he has Yuuri (who ran away from Viktor's flirting in ep2!) skate Erotic love. (aka the emotion he didn't return to Viktor during Viktor's first days in Japan ((aka an emotion that Viktor's been thinking about for a while (((aka an emotion Viktor believes Yuuri can pull off (because he's SEEN Yuuri pull it off (((at the FUCKING BANQUET where he flirted on Viktor THEN DISAPPEARED))))).
TL;DR this Russian knows how to pine.
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well, there's a super cool spreadsheet of artists you can commission to raise money for palestine, courtesy of @palestinecharitycommissionsassoc, where you can do just that! you can donate to an evacuation gofundme or charity in order to help people survive, and get some awesome visual art or writing in exchange. please do check it out 💚
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paper-crafting · 1 day
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how change works as queer narrative (ft. a personal interview with @insertdisc5 !)
!!SPOILERS UP TO ACT 4!!
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what a long mysterious and magical morning took some deep breaths infused with happiness and mourning i want to see you again right now tell you about everything but i don't know how i want to call you but i don't know what to say i don't know how i will get through this day can't find the right words 'cause none of them make sense or maybe it's just another excuse in my defense i'll give you time - i'll give you space 'cause i know real love ain't a race
-multasuntcausaebibendi (poem: "real love ain't a race")
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txkingupspxce · 2 days
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and what if i told you it's not real that i've merely taught myself to mimic it all that who you know is merely figments of filtration between who i am and what i've trained myself to be that nothing has ever come natural to me that this is why it's so exhausting to be seen that nothing about me you've ever loved was more than a show i knew you wanted to see i've never truly been anything other than empty nothing more than a mirror of what you need from me
~pretenses.
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isthatyousatoru · 20 hours
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Jujutsu Headquarters’ five notices (post-Shibuya Incident) serve as proof that Suguru’s vilification of non-sorcerers instead of the higher-ups was nothing but a complete failure to find and treat the root of the Jujutsu system’s problems. 
Think about it like this. 
If you worked in a hospital where you are permanently understaffed, overworked and generally mistreated, which of the following courses of action would you take?
1) Attempt to create a world where sickness — an irrefutable, inevitable biological reality — does not exist.
2) Blame the patients whom you had previously vowed to protect (they may or may not always appreciate your help and may even work against you at times) and attempt to create a world without them. 
3) Blame the healthcare system, which is responsible for regulating, punishing and rewarding your activity according to its own ineffective rules, and attempt to replace it. 
(Yes, you guessed it. Each of the three options match Yuki, Suguru and Satoru’s worldviews as Jujutsu sorcerers.)
If there is something that Suguru should have taken away from his conversation with Yuki (instead of her fruitless dream to create a world devoid of cursed spirits) that is her disdain for the Jujutsu system and its architects. In fact, her contempt for the system is so universally relatable that the problems of the Jujutsu world do not seem that different from ours. It’s one of the reasons why ‘Premature Death’ is a gift that keeps on giving in terms of interpretation.
Yuki admits that she “doesn’t get along with Jujutsu High’s policies”, because she does not agree with their actions. She accuses the higher-ups of treating the symptoms instead of the cause, which is precisely what Suguru did by giving his problems ‘a human face’ and not just any human face, but the face of his latest humiliation, the dismantler of his moral system and the catalyst of his crisis — Toji Fushiguro.
If we go back to the doctor - Jujutsushi analogy, Suguru’s ideal world is a world made up exclusively of doctors who can self-treat. But is a Jujutsushi still a Jujutsushi without a cursed spirit? Is a healthcare worker without a patient still a healthcare worker? 
We can only guess what might have happened if Satoru and Suguru had sat down in Shinjuku to talk about this throughly, especially if 17-year-old Satoru already harboured thoughts of reforming the Jujutsu world at that point. If only someone had taken 17-year-old Suguru aside and told him that he should blame his situation on the shortcomings of the system and NOT on the non-sorcerers...
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skeleton-12 · 14 hours
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And how does it feel? To have just barely scraped the edge of your dreams. Grazed it with your fingertips. Because you know how it feels, don’t you? The rise in your heart, the burning jealousy, the tender warmth. So how does it feel? To be so close to it, yet so far.
Because what is love to you anyways? Nothing but company and the act of licking each other’s wounds, until you bring it all crashing down like a house of cards. So how does it feel? There must be a reason, right? Otherwise, why do you keep chasing it, knowing it’s not meant for you?
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sunsetschloe · 1 day
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so when will you start to see my weary heart that is lacking of faith and realize that this religion is yours and not mine
and when will you finally consider my tired soul that is pressured into belief and understand that this religion is not yours to share  and not mine to accept.
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callmezeeshan · 2 days
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(♡ Satisfactory smoke ♡)
When your boy toy was delicious, fulfilling, and met all your expectations....
~TB~
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chatdae · 1 day
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AAAA!! I've only rewatched a few episodes of Yuri on Ice and I'm already losing my mind!!!
Ok so, in episode 2, Yurio tells Yuuri that Viktor's been practicing for the next season already. In the subtitled version, Yurio says:
"He (Viktor) was really torn. Surprising the audience has always been his top priority... but now, no matter what he does, nobody's surprised anymore... If you don't have any inspiration left, you're as good as dead."
Meanwhile, according to Minako, Viktor indicated to the press that "he was struck with inspiration" when he saw the video of Yuuri skating his routine.
In episode 1, Yuuri says he learned Viktor's routine because he wanted to find his love for skating again. He'd been depressed ever since losing, and this routine was his way of reconnecting with something meaningful so he could feel motivated again. He didn't even know his performance was doing the same thing for Viktor!!!!
No WONDER episode 1 cuts between Viktor and Yuuri performing the routine at the same time! They're both feeling lost and they both find meaning in this routine...but really it's through each other. THEY BOTH FIND MEANING IN THEIR ADMIRATION FOR EACH OTHER.
The first line of the show is Yuuri saying "he never fails to surprise me." This whole show is about two people inspiring each other to seize meaning in life again. THATS THE WHOLE SHOW BABY!! ITS LOVE!!!!
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w1770w · 2 months
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GUMROAD IS BANNING NSFW CONTENT IN THE NEXT 24 HOURS
I haven't seen anyone talk about this yet, so I might as well.
They've updated their content policy to comply with payment processor Stripe and Paypal's censorhip. They gave 24 hours. On March 16th 2024, Gumroad TOS will no longer allows sales of any written or drawn nsfw content.
This is going to hurt for so many creators. Giving that little time leaves people's source of income wildly unstable, especially with such a huge overhaul of what content is allowed.
I hate this. I hate what censorship is turning the internet into. I hate that nsfw content creators keeo getting pushed to the fringes, that they need to digitally migrate so often, because nowhere can be trusted to allow their art for long.
I don't know what to do next, there isn't some sort of "here's what you can do to help!" People just deserve to know.
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i wanna die i hold it in warmth of the sun kisses my skin i wanna die wish i would fit in i wonder if I will make it through spring i wanna die i don't fit in sometimes i want my phone to ring sometimes i don't want anything
-multasuntcausaebibendi (poem: "i don't fit in")
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