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@gallavichy I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Ian wearing Mickey’s beanie at the end of ch 7 of CG so I had to make this! Hopefully it’s at least half of what you had in mind and I wasn’t 100% sure about the horn sign but I assumed it was something like this? I’m obsessed with this story and can not wait to read more❤️❤️

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“10/10 would do again,” yeah we know you would cg ian 👀

[artistbcgian]

Continuous to practice on 3D, modeling a beer bottle, work in progress

https://www.cgian.com/2021/05/how-to-build-3d-modelling-of-beer-bottle-and-bottle-cap.html

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"if you want or whatever, whatever you want"

— Mickey Milkovich, Cooperative Gameplay Chapter 8

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My favorite thing about Cooperative Gameplay is that Ian is still very much a himbo in the fic as he is in the show. I love it so much

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Okay but CG!Mickey is a Paramore stan.

The day Ian left to head back to Chicago, Mickey, now back at home, shuffled through his Spotify playlist. He’s alone and winces at the memory of the shitty home life he grew up in, thinking he wouldn’t be where he is, a successful gamer living it up in LA. Then, “The Only Exception" comes on and the songs gets to this part:

And that was the day that I promised

I'd never sing of love if it does not exist

But darling, you are the only exception

Mickey can’t help but smile, thinking of Ian staring out at the water with a soft, pensive look on his face, his hair coppery and shining in the sun.

He hops onto Instagram, chooses three pictures from his photo library of that whole day he spent out with Ian, and hovers over the upload button, hesitant on pressing it.

And up until now, I had sworn to myself

That I'm content with loneliness

Because none of it was ever worth the risk

He remembers the first time he met Ian in the hotel’s restroom, when he confessed to Mickey that he was the one who left that comment in the Black Orchid playthrough, the one Mickey read and felt compelled to reply to.

He remembers the uncertainty he felt that day, uncertainties about his own conflicted feelings. He remembers feeling exposed, open, and vulnerable. Those same feelings he hadn't felt in so long after years of conditioning himself to harden--toughen up--while growing up, and he still feels discomfort dealing with those emotions now in trying to maintain his online persona. He remembers telling Ian, You think you’re fuckin’ special if I like your tweet or your Instagram comment.

Mickey's hand hovers right above the upload button, wanting to press it, but fear holding him back, his breath seemingly caught in his throat, unable to breathe properly.

Deciding not to follow through, Mickey sighs, frustrated with how difficult all this was when it really doesn't have to be. He turns off his phone and turns towards his bed wanting to sleep the rest of the day off until he spots the shirt that's too many sizes too small to fit Ian.

I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up

Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream

You are the only exception

Seeing the shirt reminds Mickey of the time they first hooked up. It was awkward, Mickey not having been with that many guys, Ian quickly finishing. Though he didn't show it, Mickey was embarrassed, self-conscious with his inexperience and thinking maybe Ian would blow him off after their short night together.

Mickey remembers anxiously waiting to see if maybe, just maybe, if Ian would text back. The second his phone lights up with his Instagram handle, Mickey remembers breathing out a sigh of relief that night.

You are the only exception

And I'm on my way to believing

Oh, and I'm on my way to believing

Mickey's breathe seems caught again, but a sense of urgency--a need to breathe--quickly overcomes in. He turns back to his phone, turns it on, and presses down on the upload button as hard as he can.

He breathes out a sigh in relief.

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“Ian’s technically done then, but he loiters, washing his feet like that’s something he actually does” - Cooperative Gameplay

Okay but why did I crack up at this