just so y'all know I'm open for ficlet/drabble prompts for shameless regardless of character/pairing (y'all know that gallavich and sebbie are my faves but I'm happy to write other things as well), so please feel free to send them to me! I love writing things for people <3
Jedi are absolute adrenaline junkies at their hearts of hearts and I respect that.
#not to make like. meaningful meta out of this#but like#if you could feel the fabric of the universe and you’d been raised practically since birth to trust in it and you KNEW it loved you#wouldn’t you be??#why not jump just to feel the swoop if you know the Force will catch you?
I’m sorry @merlyn-bane but your tags passed the peer review because they make the idea outright beautiful
this is permanent and you will only ever be referred to by this from now on
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hey now...
Couldn't have nailed me any harder to the floor if you had a fucking hammer.
This feels like a personal attack, actually
you're goddamn right I am
we were not born to text we were put on this earth to smoke blunts and jerk eachother off in massive fields of soft grass on a breezy sunny day
You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
"Yeah well you oughta! You know you are officers, you are grown-ups, you oughta know!"
Sabriel (1 of 2) - Anna Christenson
guess who just found out that ian gallagher and kermit the frog share a birthday
thinking about how mickey got all pretty to go find ian. how he had multiple shirt options laid out on the bed. probably trying them on and fussing with them while he looked in the mirror. how he showered and put cologne on and tucked his shirt in.
how he didn't know if he was even going to find ian. and if he did, he didn't know at all how ian would react. if ian would be willing to see him, to speak to him.
but, still, he got all pretty. he made sure to smell good.
commander shepard gives me hope because commander shepard couldn’t dance, couldn’t drive, couldn’t maintain conversations, couldn’t sleep through the night, couldn’t please everyone, and still managed to do some pretty great stuff and make out with aliens
Mass Effect heritage post
anyway. onto better things
onto better things thursday