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Stevie Van Zandt, Darlene Love, Sam Moore and Steve Earle are Inaugural American Music Honors Recipients
- Ceremony slated for April 15 at the Bruce Springsteen Archives and Center for American Music
Stevie Van Zandt, Darlene Love, Sam Moore and Steve Earle are the recipients of the inaugural American Music Honors.
They will receive their awards during the April 15 ceremony and concert at the New Jersey home of the Bruce Springsteen Archives and Center for American Music, which established the honors.
The awards “celebrate those artists who have demonstrated artistic excellence, creative integrity and a longstanding commitment to the value of music in our national consciousness,” center Executive Director Robert Santelli said in a statement.
“All of our inaugural honorees are worthy of acknowledgment and appreciation.”
Springsteen, E Street Band bassist Garry Tallent, Southside Johnny and Jon Stewart will present. The awards ceremony will be followed by a performance from the Disciples of Soul, the awardees and “special guests,” per a news release.
3/11/23
#american music honors#stevie van zandt#darlene love#sam moore#sam & dave#steve earle#bruce springsteen#garry tallent#southside johnny#jon stewart#bruce springsteen and the e street band#bruce springsteen archives and center for american music
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Peace Beautiful Souls, Always remember that your feet is planted in rooms you would have never imagined. Dream Big, Never Small! 📸: @deedwyerjonts (Super grateful for this dope opportunity) Keep reaching the stars. You are about to be a household name. The world is going to know who you are as soon as you step in the building. #BookAndBusy #Smithsonian #Archived #Vibes #BlackGirlMagic #InstaGood #InstaLove #55Anniversary #FYP #LuvieeLenore #Southside #DCLiving #DreamBig #AriyasMom #OOTD #OurBlackIsBeautiful #Museum #Unapologetically #MamaIMadeIt https://www.instagram.com/p/CipVGowOoxN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#bookandbusy#smithsonian#archived#vibes#blackgirlmagic#instagood#instalove#55anniversary#fyp#luvieelenore#southside#dcliving#dreambig#ariyasmom#ootd#ourblackisbeautiful#museum#unapologetically#mamaimadeit
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Rated Explicit - One Shot k) - M/M - Explicit Sexual Content
Summary: Archie earns a new role with Southside Serpents.
Featured groups & pairings: Archie Andrews/Fangs Fogarty/Jughead Jones
Key Tags: Cum Dump, Archie Andrews is a Slut, affectionate
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The Final Day of Gallavich Fix-It Christmas is here!
Chapter 6 :: Thyme and Rosemary [Post canon]
“No, no Philip. You don’t understand, either I come to your house and pick up them up in the next 30 minutes, or I break into your house in the middle of the night tonight, take the boxes and steal whatever the fuck else I want from you” Mickey insisted.
“Jesus Mickey, fine. Come get the Christmas boxes, me and Tami will just sit here and wait for you to arrive instead of enjoying the very limited time we have without any conscious children in our house” Lip shot back sarcastically.
“Okay fuckhead, you and I both know you’ll have time to make the usual ten minutes of love to your girlfriend and take a shower before I get there” Mickey bitched, stubbing out the cigarette and getting in the drivers seat. Cranking the seat forward, since his gargantuan husband had been the last one to drive in it, he peeled out of the parking lot and towards the Southside.
-or, all the Gallaghers are off on their own adventures for Christmas, and it's Mickey's job to cheer Ian up
Merry Christmas!! I hope everyone has a wonderful day
#gallavich#shameless#mickey milkovich#ian gallagher#gallavich fanfic#merry christmas#may your family drama be the funny kind and not the traumatizing kind
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Fic: I'll Come Meet You Where You Are
Fandom: Shameless (US)
Length: 12,648
Rating: Mature
Status: Completed
Warnings: Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings
Relationship: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe-Canon Divergence, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Hurt Mickey Milkovich, Post-Prison Mickey Milkovich, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, but there's humor too!, Protective Ian Gallagher, Canon-Typical Violence, PTSD, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Mild Sexual Content, Mickey takes care of bonsai trees, Ian is delighted by this newfound skill
Summary:
Mickey promised he’d come back to Ian once he got out of prison.
While Mickey still didn’t let Ian touch the glass in between them at the prison no-contact visitation, he made clear that Ian could expect Mickey to find him. That Mickey would call, would show up, no need to worry.
But the date goes by when Mickey's supposed to be released, and Mickey doesn’t call. Doesn’t show up at the Gallagher house, or anywhere around Southside. Ian calls the prison, knows Mickey’s been let out, but where he went they don’t know.
Then, Ian catches sight of Mickey out on the street, near the Kash and Grab of all things, and any self-pity is calcified into heavy guilt in Ian’s gut, because, “Holy fuck, Mickey.”
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Mickey comes back from prison with a ring of vicious bruises around his neck and an edge to him Ian doesn't recognize.
But he came back. He came back, and now it's time for Ian to meet him halfway.
Read here on ao3. To go to my profile, here.
#myfic#my fic#the first time I posted something hella glitched so I had to start over#don't know what that was about#shameless (US)#gallavich#ian gallagher#mickey milkovich#ian gallagher/mickey milkovich#shameless#can't believe we're already onto fic number five for this fandom#have not written this much this quickly in YEARS#so thank you so much Shameless <3
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wip wednesday (1/31/24)
another week, another wednesday, another wip tag game
Mickey runs down southside streets like they’re his own personal jungle gym. For a while they were, in a way, for some delinquent kid never home and never at school, just trailing the neighborhood blocks with nothing to do and no one to look for him. In situations like his current one, he’s grateful for those boring days of wandering around and memorizing the layout of the city. He knows which turns to take to cut his route in half, and which alleys to duck down to avoid the cops. His brain basically runs on autopilot with it.
Which is probably at least partially to blame for what happens next.
Because Mickey turns down an alley he’s been through a hundred times, feeling tired but confident, hearing less and less of the beat cops chasing him with each block he sprints until now, when he can’t even hear them at all. One left turn and a chain link fence and he’s home free.
He’ll have to lay low for a few weeks, but that’s nothing. That’s child’s play.
So is the fence.
Usually.
He all but throws himself at the fence on a running start, leaping up and barely managing to grab on with his one good hand. He lifts his left arm up, just enough to curl his fingers against the metal, enough to get him in a decent holding position to climb, but when he braces himself against the worn-down soles of his shoes and his almost fully numb fingers of his left hand to let go with his right and reach up—
He falls.
Flat on his back on the asphalt, so hard it knocks the wind out of him.
His arm throbs with dull, bruising pain, which is better than the lightning strike that lit up his entire left side when he tried to hold himself up on a fence with a gunshot wound in his arm.
He gasps as breath starts to come back to him, his lungs aching and his body on fire.
Mickey rolls over onto his side, then uses his good arm to push himself up onto his knees. He’s trapped. Can’t climb the fence, can’t scale the walls, can’t go back the way he came.
He wipes his bloody hand over his face and breathes.
Fucked for life, man. Ain’t that the truth.
He spots a dumpster to his left, the only other thing in this alley with him, but he hesitates. He’s so damn tired, and his vision goes all fuzzy when he tries to stand.
And he thinks that maybe, maybe he could’ve gotten away with it, could’ve buried himself in with the trash and hidden from the beat cops until they went away, until they scrambled down the next half a dozen blocks before retreating back to the station with his name and a warrant.
If only it weren’t for the blood trail.
He stares down at the splattered red line on the pavement, soaking into the asphalt in drips and drops for the last mile and a half. It’s real time GPS, like a glaring arrow in a videogame leading to the next objective.
Mickey drops back to his knees just as the police turn into the alley.
It really was a lot of blood. More than he gave the gunshot credit for.
The cops slap his wrists in cuffs, and Mickey passes out.
coming soon to an archive near you...
tagging: @suchagallabitch @svltburn @jessbakescakes @thefinestmuffinswrites @metalheadmickey @mybrainismelted @energievie @juliakayyy @gallawitchxx and anyone else who wants to post a little wip snippet !!
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I am SOOO excited to finally be able to post this chapter! This has one of my favorite scenes in it. (Looking for artists to commission it so if you know anyone, let me know!) A LOT happens in this chapter. People get closer. Things start to get MESSY. Please enjoy!
The world felt like it had slowed to a stop. Jughead had been able to make his way over to the cordoned off area, where only a rope acted as the barrier between the two groups. In the third period Southside High had scored a touchdown meaning that it was up to the bulldogs, namely Jason Blossom and Archie Andrews to score the winning touchdown. But the Timberwolves defense had kicked into high gear and kept Jason on his back for most of the fourth quarter. The frenzy from both groups were ravenous and his father’s deputies could only do so much to keep the crowd on their respective sides.
He felt the punch before he knew that anyone was a target. Fangs caught him across the rope so he wouldn’t garrotte himself on it. Jughead had tried to get the Serpents away from the mess, but Sweet Pea’s big mouth was making them choose sides. The last thing they needed was a house divided, especially against the pompous and arrogant northsiders. But the brawl didn’t happen from inside the house.
The wind inside of him rushed out and he vaguely felt himself being pulled out of the fray. The wet grass felt cool against his skin and Fangs’ blurry visage was asking him to count how many fingers he was holding up. “I’m sorry, man! But you’ve got plausible deniability!” He heard Fangs yelling at him. When did Fangs learn those words? Did he teach them to him or was it Toni? “Let your Riverdale friends come get you!” And then he was gone.
#riverdale#jughead jones#veronica lodge#jeronica#vughead#archie andrews#betty cooper#bughead#varchie#barchie#ao3#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer
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While I may have listened to the entirety of The Magnus Archives, I remember very little of it. So what I've decided to do is relisten and take far too detailed notes. So, here are the notes for episode 1!
(I can't promise the next episode will be in any timely manner)
MAG 1 - Anglerfish
Case number:
#0122204
Statement of:
Nathan Watts
Regarding:
Regarding an encounter on Old Fishmarket Close, Edinburgh.
Date of statement:
Original statement given April 22nd 2012
Plot:
Jon is employed as the archivist and tries to organise all the files by digitalising and recording audio versions.
Character/s mentioned:
Jonathan Sims, head archivist, reads statements
Elias Bouchard, employs Jon as archivist
Gertrude Robinson, old archivist, recently deceased
Martin Blackwood, researcher, apparently incompetent
Timothy Stoker, one of Jon’s researches
Sasha James, one of Jon’s researches
Michael MacAulay, friend of Nathan
John Fellowes, at the party, missing March 2010
Jessica McEwen, missing November 2005
Sarah Baldwin, missing August 2006, smoker
Daniel Rawlings missing December 2006
Ashley Dobson, missing May 2008
Megan Shaw, missing June of 2008, smoker
Siobhan Dobson, Ashley’s sister
Other notes:
Jon has been working for the institute for four years
The institute was formed in 1818
Thousands of files spread around the place both loosley and crushed into boxes
Most of the statements are handwritten or typed on a typewriter
no accompanying digital or audio versions of statements
Some statements will only record onto a tape recorder without severe audio distortion
Jon created a “Discredited” section
Siobhan Dobson, Ashley’s sister, received a photo from Ashley captioned “check out this drunk creature lol” he picture only shows the ally Nathan describes
increasing the contrast on the photo shows the outline of a beckoning, long, thin hand, roughly at waist level of a normal person
Statement notes:
Content of statement happened a few years before being reported
Nathan studies biochemistry at the University of Edinburgh
Renting a student flat down in Southside with other second year
Went to the Albanach (pub) for a “party”
Became overly drunk and walked home
Fell over, not too injured and rolled a cigarette to calm down
Asked for a cigarette by a figure in the dark
Expressionless face on figure
Figure swaying side to side as the floated slightly
Figure’s mouth didn’t move
When Nathan tried for his phone the figure folded at the waist and seemed to be pulled away
Nathan called a taxi home and slept late
Went to investigate, found nothing other than a cigarette (unsmoked) found under the blowout light
Could find no other similar stories but days later found missing posters
John Fellowes was still at the party as Nathan left
In the missing picture of John Fellowes he had a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, same brand as the one under the light
No information found to confirm Nathan’s statement other than the missing persons cases found by Sasha
Six disappearances between 2005 - 2010 all of which remain unsolved
Apparent entity/s depicted:
Stranger
#the magnus archives#tma#tma ep1#I'm going to go mad...#tma notes#I didn't have to do this#but it should be fun#hopefully
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The old drunks at the Alibi told the legend of Mickey Milkovich the thug of the Southside with a huge figurative set of balls. The trans man who survived the Southside and got out with his Ginger.They hoped there was a happy ending .
Ian reflects after the last surgery on all the changes to Mickey both in body and spirit. He has loved this man from age 15. Only seeing Mickey, the parts never mattered to him. But they did to Mickey and after reunification in prison Ian helped shaped their life to get Mickey what he needed. His body as his own.
This is a story of being loved unconditionally both by yourself and your person.
This is the happy ending the Alibi patrons wanted.
There are discussions of surgery in this work and body dysmorphic disorder.
Trans Mickey has a special place in my heart and each story with him warms my heart. For those who write him with such poignancy, I am a super fan.
Today is a surgery day for my person and while I am finishing my Shameless Big Bang pic, this needed to come out of me more
I have not written as trans Mickey as that is not my head space . But Ian loving him all of him in every form , yeah I get that. So this is Ians love letter to Mickey and his new body , to the man he has always seen.
For those in any stage of transition, you are amazing and beautiful . For those who ignored your pain and mocked it you have allies you may not even meet cheering for you. We love you and want you in this world.
#gallavich fanfic#gallavich#gallavich fic#ian and mickey#mickey milkovich#mickey x ian#shameless fanfiction#trans Mickey#trans rights#when you know. you know. you know? 😁#you do not mess with ian’s man#tw surgery mentions#love your person#caring for each other#Ian loves every part of Mickey#ao3 link#ao3fic
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Long Reach Collection
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49587442
by Dragonnfire
One-shot collection featuring Bughead. Varchie and Choni on the side with copious amounts of Serpent found family.
Words: 9893, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/M
Characters: Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, Cheryl Blossom, Toni Topaz
Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones
Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, choni, varchie, bughead - Freeform, Southside Serpent Jughead Jones, Southside Serpent Betty Cooper, Southside Serpent Leader Jughead Jones, Mentioned Southside Serpents Gang, Fluff, Humor, Romance, Drama, Found Family, mentioned smut, Protective Sweet Pea (Riverdale), Stonewall Prep (Riverdale), Riverdale Bulldogs - Freeform, Jughead Jones Loves Betty Cooper, Protective Serpents, Serpent Queen Betty Cooper, Serpent King Jughead Jones, B & V capers, Archie Andrews Being an Idiot, Cheryl is a bitch but she's our bitch, Reggie mantle being an asshole but we love him anyway
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49587442
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I wrote a little piece of a story. I will probably add more to it. I love these guys and miss them so much.
Two teens from the Southside share a burning hunger, but will it ever be satisfied?
This is my smutty take on all the things that went on between Ian and Mickey that we didn't get to see in the early days. I love Gallavich and they will live forever in my heart.
#gallavich#ian and mickey#gallavichlove#mickey and ian#shameless#ian gallagher#mickey milkovich#gallavich fic#shameless us#gallavich fanfic#mickey x ian#ian x mickey#mickey loves ian#a03 fanfic
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Hi! It's me again, with another lost post. This time it's a tumblr post, which means that it's not all on me that I can't find it lol
Anyways, this was sort of a chain of reblogs that where Ian was a rich businessman and Mickey was hired as a stress relief. Mickey would sit on his lap, and Ian will squeeze him during the meeting. That's the premise. I remember this specific part, because I added to reblogs, where Mickey is at his home in Southside where Ian comes to visit and leaves his car outside, and it's still there in the morning. And then someone else reblogged it and said, sure the car is there but without the wheels and stuff.
I hope you can find it. Thank you!! 💖
Hey, after a deep dive in your blog's archive, I got it :)
Just a tip for when you lose something that you know was on your own blog - go through your archive which would be yourblogname.tumblr.com/archive and use the search option. It only works on desktop. Make sure that your visibility settings are on!
So please, if you know that you have reblogged it before AND with tags - try to search it on your blog first :)
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“Did you ever stop to think there was a reason I brought Elizabeth into my home?” He continued. “With Hal Cooper gone, I’m going to need a replacement, and who better than his very own daughter?”
He returned his gaze to the window, his eyes settling on the golden haired child.
“Yes, my little mariposa. I have some very big plans for you.”
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Seventeen year old secret assassin Elizabeth Cooper is instructed to befriend the fearsome Southside Serpents shortly after the arrest of her adoptive father Hiram Lodge to aide in his plans to take control of Riverdale. It was supposed to be just another mission.
Never did she think she would fall for the hardened Serpent King, Jughead Jones,
Jughead is dangerous. Maybe even more dangerous than she is. He's killed before, and she's sure he'll kill again the second he gets the chance.
So why does he seem so determined to make her believe that there is more to her than just being Hiram's most deadly weapon?
#bughead#bughead fanfic#jughead jones#betty cooper#riverdale#bughead fanfiction#jughead x betty#jughead and betty#riverdale fanfiction
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Baby Girl Chapter Two
AO3
She starts searching for stuff they may need. Opening up screen after screen, her desk chair moving between them. Her first day at the unit, she is anxious to make a good first impression.
It has always been computers. From the time she could sit up, she had her hand on them. First as toys but, it doesn’t take long until she was using them for their intended purpose and then some. Programing by grade one, there is no doubt where her future lay.
Her parents had been both encouraging and a tad fearful. “You must to something honorable with this gift.” her dad said.
At her graduation, at sixteen, she applied to Scotland Yard. At eighteen, she was accepted. Now, ten years later, she worked her way up to technical analysis at their Behavior Analysis Unit. Her parents are both proud.
The phone rings. *Beauchamp, how can I help you?”
“Fraser, can you pull up a map of the Southside of Birmingham and sent it to Gray. We need to triangulate the center of these crimes. There has been another.”
“Can and done.” A few simple key strokes as maps are one of the things she already has pulled up. “You will find the bastard?”
“Aye, baby girl, we will.” He rings off before she can respond. Male attention is unusual for her. She was the smartest person in the room most of her life, the nerd. She knows he is just using his nickname for her, that it means nothing. Still it feels good. Then she recalls the case.
“Where are you, you bastard?” She mutters as her fingers work furiously over her computers again, pulling up all she can about Randall.
#my writing#outlander fanfic#baby girl#chapter two#jamie and claire#cannon divergence#outlander fandom#modern au
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THE PATHS THAT LEAD US HERE, CH 1.
Except, he never got that far. He heard a muffled whimpering coming from the corner of the warehouse and he looked at Sweet Pea. “Do you hear that?”
“Yeah, boss,” came the reply, and Sweet Pea shone his flashlight around all the corners of the room, finally landing on the third corner and emitting a quiet gasp. There, handcuffed to a pole with her mouth taped firmly shut, was a blonde who looked too thin for comfort. Jughead recognized her as Betty Cooper, someone he used to go to school with but never knew, especially after he transitioned to the Southside and finished out high school there. There must have been four years gone between the last time he saw her and then. He hurried to her, dropping down to his knees as Sweet Pea skidded to a stop next to him.
Betty shook against her restraints, wincing every other second, and that’s when he knew she was hurt. He held up his hands in a pacifying matter. “Hey. It's okay. We’re not here to hurt you.” She stilled at his touch, looking up at him with fearful eyes. “Can I take the tape off your mouth?”
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