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Colorwheel Timestamp Roulette ⇆ 10x11: Location, Location, Location ↳Sage + 11 for @too-schoolforcool
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michellemisfit · 15 hours
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you like that. huh, baby?
more chokey mickey
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michellemisfit · 16 hours
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michellemisfit · 22 hours
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Fluffbruary
February 25:   breathe   |   offer   |   ignite
Watermelon (pumpkins aren’t in season in February, okay?)
This was much more blood, sweat, and tears than it had any right to be. I don’t know why @rutherinahobbit puts up with me but I’m very glad she does.
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Hit the Fluffbruary tag to see the other days in the challenge and check out @fluffbruary for MORE FLUFF
This is my RedBubble Shop, for anyone interested.
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michellemisfit · 2 days
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obsessed with this silly tiger
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michellemisfit · 2 days
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"Danced too much, nearly fell off the stage.”
Beloved music nerd Ian from None The Wiser by @loftec
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michellemisfit · 2 days
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Hey, look who’s here!
None the wiser, Chapter 31.
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michellemisfit · 3 days
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Hardison/Parker/Eliot in The Inside Job LEVERAGE, 3.03
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michellemisfit · 4 days
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the road not taken looks real good now
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michellemisfit · 4 days
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this weeks @galladrabbles prompt from @callivich was "Blur"
His memories were mostly a blur now.  Time and age had taken their toll, and where once had been determination, hope, and optimism, now was mostly just confusion.
There was one thing that could cut through the blur, could push it back, if just for a bit.
One pair of hands, with faded tattoos that couldn’t be read, but were still clear in his mind.
FUCK U-UP they read, and they brought love, gentleness, and fleeting moments of clarity.
The hands reached out to grasp his own.
“Mick,” he gasped, “where have you been?”
“Right here,” he replied.  “Always here.”
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michellemisfit · 4 days
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shameless creator's network - april two by two
I used a verse from Robert Frost's famous poem "The Road Not Taken" The road that Ian and Mickey chose was often hard. It wasn't the easy path. It was so unknown to the people around them. They couldn't see the path ahead. They couldn't see the destination but they believed there was one. And that has made all the difference.
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michellemisfit · 4 days
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Miss Congeniality (2000) dir. Donald Petrie
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michellemisfit · 5 days
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Crowley bathing in both rain and bi lighting.
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michellemisfit · 5 days
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Today is a very good day to think about Mickey giving little kisses to Ian's freckles
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michellemisfit · 5 days
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Blur
Written for this week's @galladrabbles! Thanks to @ianandmickeygallavich1 for the prompt : ) Word Count: 100
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The lines had begun to blur.
Ian came, which always set him off, too. Then his mouth was at his shoulder, nipping like a claim but lived as something more affectionate. It's supposed to be a fuck. No kissing. No softness.
And then he started fucking it up.
It began with hands rubbing up the back of his hair. Hands slowly grazing softly down his back.
Then it was lips. Barely there.
His cock was buried now, pulsing inside. Filling him up. Messy and perfect. Then he felt that tongue. That heat. That devotion.
Now he can't live without it.
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michellemisfit · 5 days
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Galladrabbles: Blur
Thank you dear @callivich for this week’s @galladrabbles prompt! 🩵
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“Hell no, I ain’t goin’!”
“Mick, how many fingers am I holding up?”
“Fuck OFF! 10! Now leave it alone forever.”
Mickey storms off down the hall, and -surprise to know one- nearly trips over their cat.
“Sorry Turbo,” he mutters.
Ian follows and tries a softer tone. “Babe, a lot of people need glasses. Imagine if things weren’t such a blur anymore.”
Mickey looks up into his husband’s face - he can see him just fine up close.
“And anyway, guys in glasses are so hot. The things I’d wanna do to you if you…”
“Fine! Let’s go. You’re driving.”
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michellemisfit · 5 days
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@callivich picked "blur" as the prompt for this week's @galladrabbles!
“...I've never been into Blur but Damon Albarn is cool. I listen to a lot of Gorillaz…”
He could hear Mickey chatting hesitantly with someone as Ian made his way back to the bar. The new person was turned almost completely towards Mickey on the stool. All Ian could see were brown curls and the back of a t-shirt with Blur tour dates.
“Trevor?” Ian sputtered once he walked closer.
“Ian?” Trevor said nervously, “So this must be…”
Mickey beamed a megawatt smile and held out a hand to Ian's ex. “I’m Mickey. The guy he left your ass for.”
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