so excited for this to air


Summary: Mickey gets completely drunk while Ian is at work. When Ian comes home, Mickey pours his heart out to him.

Word Count: 725

Notes: This was such a cute request!!

Ian walks home from work, excited to see Mickey. They’ve been busy the past few days so he’s happy he gets to spend the night with him.

When he enters his home, he calls for Mickey but gets no response. He puts his stuff down and takes in the air around him–the apartment reeks of alcohol. “Oh, fuck.” He heads for the kitchen.

“Gallagher!” Mickey yells when he sees the redhead walk into the kitchen. Mickey was sitting on the floor with a nearly empty bottle of whiskey in his hand.

Ian shakes his head and pulls Mickey up from the ground after placing the bottle on the counter. “You start drinking without me?” He laughs.

“Nah, I can still drink with you,” Mickey slurs as he starts to place lustful kisses along Ian’s neck.

Ian huffs out a breath, but then stands up straight. “C’mon, let’s get outta the kitchen,” he shakes his head with a grin. Mickey is so wasted his has to hang on Ian to walk.

Throughout their way to the living room, Mickey seems to be hard in thought. He’s intently staring at Ian’s face– his eyes, his lips, his nose. The look shows love and confliction.

Ian notices as he sits Mickey down on the couch. “What’s on your mind?” He then plops himself super close to his boyfriend.


“What about me?” Ian smiles and cocks an eyebrow in suspicion.

Mickey grabs his boyfriend’s face. “Why have we hurt each other so many fucking times in the past?”

Ian frowns. “We were stupid,” is all Ian can think to respond.

“So fucking stupid,” Mickey scoffs. He then lies down and wraps himself around Ian so they’re cuddling face to face. “I wish we wouldn’t have done that to each other. We both could’ve avoided a lot of suffering,” he says softly. “I just– I’ve been an asshole in the past.”

“So have I, Mick.” Ian says. He knows his boyfriend is only blabbering on about this because he’s completely wasted, but the conversation was bound to happen someday. “I turned out to be more of an ass to you than you were to me. I’m really fucking sorry about it.”

Mickey nods. “True,” he chuckles and Ian playfully hits him in the arm. “I’m sorry too though.”

“Hey,” Ian says. “We’re okay now. In the end, it seems like it was worth it.” He pauses. “Right?”

Mickey nods. “Yeah,” he pauses. “We’re in this for the long haul now, and if you try to leave me I will fucking murder you,” he says with no serious threat.

“You’d have the right to.” Ian laughs. “But you’re right, this is it for both of us– no turnin’ back now.”

They then lay in silence for a while, just staring at each other’s features and breathing in each other’s scent. Suddenly, Mickey has a look of amazement and realization flash across his face. “Holy shit,” he says giddily.

“What?” Ian can’t help but grin at his boyfriend’s sudden happiness.

“Can you believe we’ve been together for twelve fucking years?” He laughs.

Ian smiles widely. “That’s a long ass time, isn’t it?”

Mickey kisses Ian’s cheek. “We got lucky. Especially for two gay Southsiders.”

“How’d the Gallaghers and the Milkoviches get so caught up with each other anyway?” Ian snorts.

“Don’t ask me,” Mickey snorts. “You guys are fuckin’ weirdos. You though– you’re a weirdo, but you’re so fucking intoxicating. You’re like a drug, I always want more.”

Ian kisses him hardly. “Oh, believe me, I know how you feel.” He rubs his hand up and down Mickey’s back. “I’m so in love with you after all these years,” he says against Mickey’s lips. He is also fully aware that Mickey would be saying all this and would making fun of him or calling him gay if he wasn’t drunk, but he figures he’d take advantage of it while he can.

Mickey nods. “So fucking in love,” Mickey whispers between kisses.

After a little bit, Mickey wraps himself even tighter around the taller boy. Their arms are both around the other, and their legs are intertwined. Mickey’s head is in the crook of Ian’s neck, and he’s savoring the scent. The two boys then fall asleep, never making it into their bed– it didn’t matter though because this moment felt perfect.

There is a silence, not overbearing, but seemingly not enough. Whispers of excitement and hopeful fun have died away, leaving a blank sheet of music, filled only with the low hum of the engine and the endless road. Gentle whole notes that have no set tempo or dynamic. A soft yet noticeable rustling of a blanket intrudes the gentle lull, yet only for a moment. Sleep is unreachable, for the excitable tension hangs in the air. You feel the need to wake your friend, but they look too comfortable in their warm blanket of dreams. The dark sky brings an ominous feeling, the stars are hidden behind paper thin clouds. Your mind drowns out the background noise, just for a second, and you hear yourself, your thoughts. They strike a dissonant chord, and you quickly return to the lull of the road. The sound is calm, but urgent. The road tells you to sleep, but in a tone that makes your heart beat too quickly. You realize they are not whole notes, but an endless array of sixteenths, screaming gently with their lifeless voices.


As a countdown to the @beyonce concert in Philly on Sept. 29th (I’ma be there, soooooo excited eeee), I decided to illustrate the 11 Chapters of Lemonade. I love that this story goes through not only the end of a relationship but also the healing process. I haven’t done an illustration series in such a long time so this was a definite breath of fresh air :) 

Positive things about the SU fandom

- Low quality screenshots of a character in the background captioned ‘reblog if u agree’

- Those harmless ships that get little attention but have a few super dedicated fans

- Random posts at 3AM that just say “i love [character] so much??” like they were sitting there thinking how much they love that character and made a post about it. So pure

- The livebloggers

- Old fans interacting peacefully with new fans

- THEORIES. The simple ones, the complex ones, the ones that open your eyes, the ones that are really reaching – they all had thought put into them and you know that each one had that ‘oh!’ moment where they realized something new

- Fans with differing OTPs supporting eachother

- The pro-redemption crowd

- That strangely peaceful steady stream of content during a hiatus

- The entire community getting super excited on the day a new episode is gonna air. Like you can just feel it radiating around you

This fandom has it’s fair share of demons, but at the end of the day, there’s really somethin’ special about this fanbase.

Tsukishima Appreciation Post

Okay so before the new episode airs I want to talk about how important Tsukki’s character development in this last episode really is.

First of all, we know Tsukki doesn’t really get excited about anything, but we do see Tsukki either caring about stuff, or getting excited/smiling at things when he’s younger:

  • He steps in and laughs at Yama’s bullies, calling them lame. 
  • He’s happy talking to Akiteru/playing volleyball with him.
  • He’s excited about Akiteru playing.

When he finds out Akiteru lied about his true status on the team, it doesn’t turn him off of volleyball, it just makes him stop caring about stuff altogether:

  • He doesn’t smile anymore unless he’s making fun of someone, because caring about stuff is lame.
  • He specifically makes fun of people like Tanaka, Noya, Hinata, and Kageyama the most because they care so much, and caring is lame.

Ultimately, he’s seen first hand that caring about anything too much is pointless, and will only leave you heartbroken.

As viewers, we can see that he actually does still care about stuff, even if he doesn’t show it. Mostly, we see this through Yamaguchi. 

  • He walks home with Yama, and clearly listens to what he has to say (even if he does tell him to shut up afterwards.) A great example of this is when Hinata and Kageyama ask him to help them study.
  •  His immediate reaction is “Why on earth would I do that?” but as soon as Tadashi encourages Kei to help, he reluctantly agrees. He cares, at the very least, about what Tadashi thinks of him. 
  • He still plays volleyball. He still actively tries, when he could have quit a long time ago. 
  • We see him get pissed off when stuff doesn’t go his way, and we see him thinking/analyzing/coming up with a solution to the problem, even before the Shiratorizawa match.
  • When he starts to lose steam, Yama kicks his but into gear with the whole ‘Pride’ speech.

Most of this character development is from Season 2, so this is all stuff we already know, but stay with me for a moment so I can talk a little more about things from Akiteru’s perspective. 

Think about how hard this must be for Akiteru.

Yeah, initially he must have lied at least partially for his own sake, to protect his pride. 

Ultimately though, he wanted his brother to be proud of him, and when he saw his brother’s excitement for volleyball and didn’t want to ruin that by telling him that no matter how hard he worked it ended up being pointless.

That’s the exact opposite of what Akiteru wanted: for his brother to stop caring, stop trying, because it doesn’t matter anyway. And yet, that’s exactly what ended up happening.

Flash forward to the match with Shiratorizawa:

Akiteru sees Kei thinking, trying, actually caring.

And when Kei succeeds at what everyone assumes is impossible, he sees Kei actually, outwardly care about the result.

As an older sibling myself, this moment gets to me because what Akiteru must be feeling is more than pride.

It’s more than ‘My little brother did something and I’m really proud of him, I always believed in him, etc. etc.’

It’s the feeling of ‘Even though I fucked up, I didn’t ruin everything. He turned out okay. He did what even I couldn’t do.’

And god if that isn’t what he wanted all along, just to do right by him, just for Kei to be excited about something, regardless of whether or not he succeeds.

Because it’s not about the success, it’s not about the fact that he did it. It’s the fact that he cares about succeeding, that he actually tried, that he’s hooked on volleyball, that he’s got something to be passionate about.

This moment is really, really important, because it’s not the moment Kei begins to care about something, it’s the moment he actually shows it. 

And theres always my infinite love—You are a sweet person—the sweetest and dearest of all and I love you as I love my vanished youth— which is as much as a human heart can hold— filled with copper clouds like the after-math of cannon-fire, pre-war, civil-war clouds and I feel all empty and bored and very much in love with you, my dear one, my own. I wish you were here so we could stretch our legs down beside one another and feel all warm and hidden in the bed, like seeds beaten into the earth. Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world, and why is there a sleepy tremulo in the air when you are near that’s promising and living like a vibrating fecundity?

…excuse me for being so intellectual. I know you would prefer something nice and feminine and affectionate.

—  Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald.

adelaidekane: Well guys it’s been a hell of a four years. I’m deeply saddened by the shows cancellation but I’m excited to move forward into the future with all the wonderful friends I’ve made along the way. I’ve grown up on the Reign set. The cast and crew have become my family and I cannot thank the network enough for entrusting me with this glorious, silly wonderful show for four full seasons! I’ve given this show my all and I hope I’ve done it justice. Thank you for watching and supporting me for all these years. And don’t forget! SEASON 4 IS AIRING NEXT FEBRUARY SO DONT MISS OUT!!! All my love, A. ❤️


“that thing with Cassandra and Jenkins came out of nowhere!!”

are u sure

I hope this isn’t seen as confrontational. I think shipping wars are silly, ship what you want to ship! This show has always been wonderful about making any and all ships probable. I don’t ship things often and, of the things I do ship, this was probably the one I thought was least likely to be acknowledged. But they did!! I was shocked and delighted! Just as I was delighted that they fully acknowledged Cassie being non-hetero.

Cassandra has always been the one to notice when something is bothering Jenkins. Being the caretaker, Jenkins notices when any of them are upset, but it’s hard to deny he has a soft spot for Cassie. He’s comfortable enough to be silly with her (”you know what this makes me want to do? It makes me want to go ‘hmmm…’”). Cassandra is always first to jump at the opportunity to help him and is incredibly eager to do so. (That scene where Jenkins was tossing books down to the boys from the balcony and she was running about trying to catch them first, then Jenkins walked down and handed her one.) They have a great deal of mutual respect and make an excellent team.

I just wanted to point out that this ship is just as valid as the others and, in fact, has had just as much subtext as the others. They handled the situation perfectly, and Jenkins reacted exactly as I’d expected him to. He feels it would be improper, all but saying he’d feel he was taking advantage, but he let her down without being condescending (knowing Cassie is more than capable of handling herself) or dismissive of her feelings.

I hope the subject is brought up again, I hope they talk about it more. Though no matter what happens I hope Cassandra is happy, because sometimes the way people in the fandom pull her back and forth with everyone makes me a bit uncomfortable. Ship all the things, but remember Cassandra is her own person and not a vehicle for a ship! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

After being dumped the signs will:

An ☆Aries will just brush it off and say that the excitement + thrill was gone anyways.

A ☆Taurus will pamper themselves at their favorite stores or restaurants.

A ☆Gemini will make plans for the weekend to secure their next conquest. They won’t stay sad for too long.

A ☆Cancer will block you on every social network they had you on and find themselves reminiscing on all the good times you shared.

A ☆Leo will make sure they good so the next time you bump into them you will regret leaving them.

A ☆Virgo will be more more cautious about letting their guard down and hyave even higher standards than before.

A ☆Libra will blame themselves for believing that you would’ve changed but ultimately pick up the pieces and move on.

A ☆Scorpio will figure out all the reasons why they were dumped and then start plotting their revenge.

A ☆Sagittarius will relish having their independence back and be onto the next person with no hard feelings.

A ☆Capricorn will do anything and everything they can to keep themselves busy.

An ☆Aquarius will act like you never existed and turn all of their emotions off.

A ☆Pisces will sulk for a few days and then realize that they are better off without you.

milliemaehealy  asked:

Hi Cassie! I know this is a long way off and you might not be able to talk about it yet, but will The Wicked Powers be a trilogy or longer or is it still up in the air? I am so excited for LoS and CoT! Thank you!

It’s planned as a trilogy, though you’re right that it’s early to know! But after LoS, I’ll be able to tell you the protagonists.


nina‪: We started out as fetuses. Now we are women. The trips, adventures, and laughter I have shared with these beautiful souls makes me tear with joy. I love them more than I could ever explain or begin to put into words. Each of these photos is from season 1. We were all so young, and SO excited about the new and exciting show we had booked. And even more excited that we got to be a part of it together. It felt like we had this awesome little secret, no one had seen Vampire Diaries yet. But we couldn’t wait to spill the beans, for the pilot to air so people could see it. We hoped so much that people would like it. Prayed that it would be a success and continue for many years. We got our wish. 8 seasons later, some are engaged, some married and some have fetuses of their own. These are incredible women and forces to be reckoned with. I’m so proud of you all. #FlowerPower #TVDForever

A Tale of English VA’s and Yuri on Ice

A girl, with subscriptions that allow her both, watches in tandem the sub and dub of Yuri!!! on Ice. On a cold Monday night, the episode featuring this ridiculous man airs in English. 

ie Christophe Giacometti. 

This girl has been excited for this moment, and isn’t disappointed. It’s not what she heard in her head, but he delights her nonetheless. That bit even managed the exact same amount of cringe as the Japanese without being too much (you know the scene to which I refer).

But alas, her voice actor geekery has failed her. Who is this man who’s so awesomely given her favorite side character a second voice to enjoy (this one in her native tongue)? 

“Can it be…him? No, that can’t be right. He’s playing Celestino. Perhaps it’s?….No no no, not deep enough. Oh how utterly vexing!”

And in her dismay, she sends a missive out to the world, a digital message in a bottle, hoping her song of devotion will reach the right set of ears. 

But lo, plagued by sleeplessness, she tosses and turns with these ideas. And goodly so, for she’s awake to receive the reply. 

And thus she rejoices, for not only is the mystery solved, but said actor is one of her favorites and has marked upon this day her gratitude. 

In short:

The English voice of Vegeta, Piccolo, Shenron, Alex Louis Armstrong, AllMight, Garterbelt, Kitz Woerman, Batou (in Arise), Ritsu Kasanoda (OHSHC), and Eflman Straus among many many other badass dudes….is this guy in Yuri on Ice.

The world is a magical place. 

imagine if it’s actually “apple tree yard” that airs tonight and the producers and writers get all happy because of the great viewer ratings and then someone’s like
“…sorry but no one was actually excited for your show. it was just the whole sherlock fandom hoping for a 4th episode”

The clock next to Dex’s dorm bed reads some obscene kind of number as his eyes are forcibly opened by the man he somehow let into his bed earlier on this night. In between shaking Dex’s shoulder and furiously whispering at him to “Get up,”, Nursey is pulling on a sweater, then a jacket, over his regular sleeping clothes, which is nothing but pajama pants. Through his stubborn, relentless prodding, he gets Dex into a jacket as well, and then they both put on their boots, Dex still hopelessly confused.

Nursey grabs Dex’s wrist, squeezing it with pent up excitement, and pulls him out the door, through the hallways, out into the freezing cold air. Dex frowns, deeply, almost a scowl, bundling up further. He can only disappear so far into his jacket. Nursey lets go and runs out onto the grass outside of their building. Then he stops, face turned upwards, and Dex finally gets why they’re out here.

It’s snowing. It’s midnight and the only lights around are the lamp posts lining the pathways, and it’s snowing. It’s not a particularly hard snow, but the constant flurrying of a snow that’s going to stick. Already there’s about four inches on the ground, bordering on something that may cancel practice if it continues long enough.

Nursey starts running around in it, kicking it to watch it fly and feel it come apart. Every once in a while he stops, just looks up and holds his arms out, letting the snow cover him in a blanket of biting cold and comfort. He’s like a child, finding glee and pure joy in the phenomenon that is snow. Like it isn’t just semi-frozen water. Like it doesn’t happen all the time. Nursey is acting like this is something amazing, awe-inspiring, and Dex starts to feel that way too.

I love him, Dex thinks suddenly, fiercely, unexpectedly. They’ve been dating for a month now, hardly anything, though it had been a long time coming. It’s only been a month, but Dex knows, now, that he is in love with Nursey. For all Nursey’s midnight romps out into the snow, Dex knows he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Dex walks towards him, snow starting to fall on him, now, too, as he isn’t protected by the building anymore. Nursey turns, hearing him coming, and grins so wide that Dex wonders at how the happiness inside of Nursey right now doesn’t just explode out. He puts his hands on Nursey’s face, cold and gloveless from the quick dressing, and pulls Nursey’s face to his.

I love you, he thinks, and kisses Nursey’s smile.