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hkthatgffan · 30 days

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After 7 years, I am officially changing course. That GF FAN is being retired today. It's been a good run in the Gravity Falls fandom, but I am now excited to start the next chapter in the channel's history;

That Bluey FAN!

Expect some fun edits, memes and videos from me of everyone's favourite blue Aussie Heeler! I hope you're as excited about this new chapter as I am.

Happy April first ;)

#That GF FAN #ThatGFFAN #april fools #april 1st #april fools day #That Bluey FAN #gravity falls fandom #gravity falls #Bluey #Bluey fandom #totally legit #100% real

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gedascrown5768 · 3 months

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These new Kuaidul plushies look pretty good

#kuaidul velgear #yuudias velgear #yugioh go rush #yugioh #totally legit

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themirokai · 6 months

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Too Much To Drink

A Mystrade Fic by MiroKai

Around Halloween 2021, the @mystradepromptsandscenarios prompt was "I'm not drunk enough for this" and I wrote Not Drunk Enough (which didn't get posted until December of that year but who's counting?). When this week's prompt was "I've had too much to drink tonight" I knew I had to do a follow up. You can probably read this as a standalone, but the other one is short, so consider reading that one first if you like context.

Mycroft has a bit too much to drink at a Halloween fancy dress party.

You can read the whole story here or on AO3.

Mycroft Holmes had a rather absurd amount of self-control, Greg reflected as he watched his husband from across the fancy dress party. To most of the guests - everyone but him and Anthea, probably - Mycroft probably appeared a bit reserved and quiet. Greg was impressed. He had seen Mycroft drunk plenty of times, but almost all of those were in private and the few times when they had overindulged at a restaurant there was no one else around who they knew, and they generally went straight from their table to the car.

But here, Mycroft was holding it together in front of a number of Greg’s and Sally’s colleagues, and while Greg hadn’t been watching Mycroft’s glass all night, he’d seen it refilled a number of times and he knew how light his flask was from the drive over.

Mycroft was betrayed - to Greg, at least - by a looseness, a softness that usually only came out when he and Greg were alone, secluded in the privacy of their home, the work of a nation set aside. Greg could see it in how Mycroft held his glass, how he leaned against the wall, how his eyes - far from their usual sharpness - roamed the room aimlessly.

“Oh, you’ve got it bad.”

Greg, startled, turned back to the sergeant he had ostensibly been talking to. “What’s that?”

The sergeant nodded at Mycroft. “How long you been married to Mr. Mystery, Boss?”

“Two years,” Greg answered automatically, still not sure how the conversation had gotten here. “Three in May.”

The sergeant took a swig from their drink. “Yeah? And how long together before you tied the knot?”

“About five years. Why-”

“Seven years?” The sergeant whistled. “And you’re still mooning after him like a smitten teenager? I gotta find me someone like that.”

Greg realized that he had completely zoned out on their conversation and grinned sheepishly. “Sorry, Sarge.”

The sergeant waved that away, then pointed a finger at him. “I’m gonna tell you the same thing I would tell you if you were a smitten teenager. Go make a pass. At least you know he’s going home with you.” The sergeant barked a laugh, then clapped Greg on the arm and went off, presumably to talk to someone more attentive.

Smiling, Greg threaded his way through the room to Mycroft’s side. A smile spread across Mycroft’s face as he saw Greg approach. It wasn’t a normal smile Mycroft would use in public: calculated to the millimeter. Instead it was a sleepy, languid thing that nearly stole Greg’s breath. Smitten teenager indeed.

“Hello, darlin’,” Greg beamed at him. Up close he could see a bright flush on Mycroft’s cheeks and he strongly suspected it was from more than just the warmth of the great coat.

“Gre- HIC! Mm, excuse me.” Mycroft pressed his slender fingers to his mouth.

Greg couldn’t help but laugh as he wrapped his arm around Mycroft’s waist. “How are you doing?”

Mycroft blinked. “I am perfectly satisfactory. Thank you.” He spoke a bit slowly, but his diction was perfect. Suspiciously perfect.

Greg raised an eyebrow at him. “Perfectly satisfactory, hm?”

Mycroft hiccuped again then leaned forward conspiratorially. “Gregory, do you see the young woman in the blue cape?”

Greg had seen her earlier. “Yes…”

“It is a - HIC! - lovely garment. I think I should get a cape. I would look quite fesshhn…” Mycroft frowned. “Fechn.” His brow wrinkled in concentration. “Fetching. I would look quite fetching. HIC!”

Greg grinned and reached up to brush his fingers over a flushed cheek. “Yeah, you’d look gorgeous in a cape, darlin’.” Greg kissed his cheek. “Seems you got drunk enough for this party.”

Mycroft sniffed and turned up his nose. “I’ve no idea wha- HIC! - what you mean.”

“Uh huh.” Greg ran his tongue over his teeth. “Care to walk a straight line for me, darlin’?”

“‘S ‘mpossible.” Mycroft gestured vaguely at the room. “Too many people. And objess. HIC!”

“That,” Greg said, “and you’re well and truly pissed.”

Before Mycroft could retort, Sally stopped in front of them, smiling broadly. Her eyes were a little glassy and her flower crown was askew. “You lot alright?” she asked.

“Yeah, all good, Sal.” Greg smiled at her warmly. “The party’s great, but we’re going to head home.”

“Aww,” Sally pouted, then threw her arms around Greg’s neck. “Thanks for coming, Lestrade.”

“My pleasure,” he told her, patting her back.

Sally released him and turned to Mycroft. “C’mere, Posh!”

She grabbed him in a hug around his chest and Mycroft was surprised into a hiccup. Sally released him and Mycroft swayed a little, blinking slowly. He focused on Sally determinedly.

“Sargenn Dono… Donvin. This ‘s been a verr charming party. HIC!”

Sally’s jaw dropped and her eyes grew wide as she looked between Greg and Mycroft.

Mycroft swayed a bit more and Greg wrapped an arm around him.

“Feeling a bit worse for wear, Mr. Holmes?” Sally asked.

“Nonsense. Perfec… perfeckly satsfactry.”

Sally’s grin could only be described as ‘shit-eating’.

“I’m gonna get him home, Sal,” Greg said as Mycroft leaned against him more heavily.

“That seems like a good idea,” she said. “Let me get Thea to say goodbye.”

Sally moved off and Greg pulled out his mobile to text their driver. Text sent and acknowledged, Greg positioned himself under Mycroft’s arm, with a hand on his chest and his arm around his back.

“Come on, darlin’. Let’s get you out of here.”

Mycroft hiccuped again and muttered something about the room being too wobbly. Greg started towards the door, compensating for Mycroft’s unsteady gait.

They were almost there when Anthea stepped in front of them. A slight smirk broke her normal impassive expression. “You enjoyed yourself?” she asked Mycroft.

“You have verr. Very good Scotch. HIC! An you gave me quite a lot of it,” Mycroft said, clearly making an effort to keep his diction under control.

“I did promise to get you drunk enough for the experience,” she said, then turned to Greg. “I hope you enjoyed yourself as well, Lestrade.”

“Yeah, really good time. Wonderful party. Thanks, Anthea.”

She slipped one water bottle into the pocket of Mycroft’s great coat and another into Greg’s jacket pocket, then kissed Greg on the cheek.

“Do you need any help getting him to the car?”

“Nah.” Greg looked up at Mycroft who hiccuped. “You can walk, can’t you, darlin’? Just a bit wobbly.”

“Alright, safe travels then,” Anthea said, opening the door for them.

“Good night, Anthea,” Greg said.

“HIC! G’night my dear.”

Greg guided Mycroft out of the building and into the cool October air. The street was empty and Greg took his hand off Mycroft’s chest to pull out his mobile. The car should be there in another minute or two. He looked back at Mycroft to see him smiling at Greg blearily.

“Yur verrr pretty,” Mycroft slurred.

Greg chuckled. “Thanks, love. You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Gregry, ‘s posssbl I’ve had - HIC! - too mussh to drink tonight.”

“You don’t say?” Greg laughed. “You’re so much drunker than I realized, just seeing you from across the room. You were really keeping it together.”

“Speaking’s more difficult than standing. HIC! An I knew you’d take care ‘f me. Knew I could...” Mycroft gestured vaguely. "Let go. HIC!"

Greg swallowed down a lump in his throat. It may have been seven years, but it never ceased to astonish him that this secretive, polished man had chosen Greg as the person he let see his frailties and flaws. As the one person who he let care for him. “Yeah, darlin’,” Greg said as the car pulled up. “I’ve got you.”

Once in the back seat, Mycroft quickly settled with his head on Greg’s shoulder.

“Love you, Gregry,” he mumbled as he fell asleep.

Greg kissed the top of his head. “Love you too.”

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Thanks for reading! Writing Mystrade always feels like coming home for me.

#posting a little early #it's Monday in England #story is set in England #totally legit #and my work schedule sucks on Mondays #I have a couple reblogs scheduled...#mystrade monday #mystrade #mycroft holmes x greg lestrade #mycroft holmes #greg lestrade #mystrade fic #mirokai writes

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sir-subpar · 10 months

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Totally a face reveal below the cut!

Boo!

#totally legit #face reveal

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fallendoctor · 10 months

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GOS2 SPOILERS (REAL)(EMOTIONAL)

#they're the greatest detectives #totally legit #good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley

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distinguished-slacker · 2 years

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Okay but my question is when Kagami will let the characters sleep—

#totally legit #owari no seraph #seraph of the end

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galactic-glamour-girl-posts · 5 months

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LEAKED - Rosalina and another Luma's designs for The Super Mario Bros. Movie 2!

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suzistan420 · 5 months

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Holy shit, got some hot gos from the Avatar creators (NOT fake news)

Piandao's full name is confirmed to be Pian Wellen Dao'd. He's a master of all swords

#atla #piandao #piandao thirst #not fake #totally legit #pianko #dao swords for scale

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tangerine-man-was-taken · 7 months

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hey @harper-c-occultist i think you should tell des “Þú getur lyft hammanum mínum hvenær sem er, ef þú veist hvað ég meina” which means “You are my Valkyrie, and I would follow you across the nine realms and into eternity” and I just think that’s really romantic

(totally reliable source: @viking-illustrator)

#fruity pebble thoughts #nyehehehehe #old norse #totally legit #source: trust me bro

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hxroic-wxlls · 9 months

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“ But can a Celt beat Chuck Norris? The strongest hero in all of history? “

#{grouchy sister: ic}#{crack}#{fgo!au}#{dash commentary}#witchofthedeepwood #thing is she is taking this 100% seriously too #she saw him split a universe in half by blowing air once #totally legit

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swirlsandtwirls · 10 months

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Hello I find your page interesting and therefore will send you a check for $10.000,00 and please do forward $7.985,69 to my bank account. You may keep the remainder as a servicing fee.

Oh yes, of course! That seems completely reasonable and safe and not at all suspect! Please send the moneys adn I will forward.

#lolz #totally legit #not a scam #obviously

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quiznak2000 · 10 months

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I am legit. I just read fanfics on here.

#totally legit

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gecemi09 · 2 years

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Totally Legit Convo That Happened in the Magic Kingdom of Levianta:

Gammon: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time? Seth: The car takes a screenshot. Adam: For the last time, get the fuck out.