I loved your blog anyways but Persuasion is one of my favorite books ever, so extra plus points hahahah
Back in the day friends and I were actually thinking about a SKAM persuasion AU. But now I want a PondPhuwin version as well. The story just fits queer characters so perfectly
aw, thank you!! yes, persuasion really does fit queer characters incredibly well! and it's just the perfect second chance romance, which is a trope i love but we don't get nearly enough of it, so i would love a modern adaptation of it from a queer lens (but i'm also still waiting on THE perfect faithful adaptation of it as well - i like both 1995 and 2007, but not as much as i love, say, the 1995 and 2005 p&p, the 2007 northanger abbey, or the perfect 2020 emma.)
anon said:Gallavich for “can I tell you a secret?”
okay so i couldn’t Not write a dialogue to accompany ian and mickey’s slowdance because those 10 seconds completely destroyed me and i still haven’t recovered. i listened to perfect as i edited and i can confirm it took the length of the song to read it if you want a soundtrack lol (though i also recommend the philharmonic version of love me tender bc i’ve had it on repeat since sunday night)
akjdkdsj either way i hope you like it bc this fic is just straight up feelings lmao <3
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Debbie says, “Monica would’ve loved today,” and Ianfeels tears burn behind his eyes. Debbie’s the only one that ever really gotit, he thinks. He’s hated Monica and he’s hated the way she used to comecrashing into their lives like a hurricane only to leave again just as quickly.But he loved her – he loved her so fucking much and he wishes she could’ve seenthis.
Ian turns his eyes to the dancefloor and watches theway Mickey flounders as the song changes and his chest aches with a sudden needto be near him.
“I should probably go dance with my husband,” hesays, voice quiet but thick with emotion and Debbie nods like she understands.
“Go,” she says softly, sending him off with a smile.
Mickey turns around as Ian starts walking towards himand Ian feels his shoulders drop just at the sight of him. Mickey eyes him ashe walks over, eyebrow raised and a grin caught on his face but as soon as Ianreaches him Mickey opens his arms.
And Ian just sinks into him, enveloping Mickey in ahug and pressing his forehead against Mickey’s temple. He’s not sure which oneof them starts them swaying but they move, barely in time with the music. Ianreleases a comforted sigh, thumb brushing over Mickey’s neck as he breathes himin. He feels Mickey’s mouth pressing against the side of his neck – not evenkissing him, just resting there – and Ian closes his eyes, dropping his handfrom Mickey’s neck to wrap his arms more firmly around him.
“You okay?” Mickey murmurs into his skin and Ian nodsagainst him.
“Yeah,” Ian whispers. “You’re here.”
Mickey stills for a beat at that before one of hishands travels up to cup the back of Ian’s head where it’s still cradled againsthim.
They sway silently for another minute or two and Ianbasks in it, basks in getting to hold Mickey this close in front of everyone.Getting to love him like this in front of everyone. There was a time when henever even thought he’d be lucky enough to kiss Mickey – this? This iscompletely outside the realm of what he ever could’ve dreamed for them.
“I wish my mom could’ve seen this,” he admits after amoment, reminding himself that this is Mickey. And Mickey always gets it.
“She’d be really happy for you,” Mickey repliesquietly, punctuating his words with a kiss to Ian’s shoulder.
Ian smiles, blinking back the tears that arethreatening to fall once again. Mickey always gets it.
“Can I tell you a secret?” Mickey mumbles whenthey’ve gone back to aimlessly swaying.
Ian hums in response and waits him out, tucking hisface in to kiss the hinge of Mickey’s jaw.
“I’ve thought about this before,” Mickey tells him.And Ian leans back just a fraction to try and catch his gaze.
“Us getting married?”
Mickey shakes his head, temple bumping Ian’s.“Dancing with you.”
Ian pauses, breath stolen from his lips in the way italways is when Mickey makes these kinds of quiet confessions. Under differentcircumstances they’d probably tease the shit out of each other over somethinglike this but right now Ian doesn’t really feel like laughing.
“When?” he asks and he feels Mickey shrug againsthim.
“The last wedding,” he says, burying his face evendeeper in the crook of Ian’s neck as the words come out. “When I had to dancewith Svetlana I just kept thinking about what it would be like if it was you.”
Ian doesn’t speak for a moment, instead spreading hishands across Mickey’s back to cover as much space as possible, to wrap himselfaround Mickey until there’s nothing separating them. Nothing can separate themanymore. “Is it as good as you imagined?”
“Better,” Mickey whispers, and then, a bit louder,“You’re a shit dancer though.”
Ian barks out a laugh, muffling the sound againstMickey’s shoulder. “I’ve got a fucking boot on my leg, what’s your excuse?”
“Your ginormous limbs are throwing off my balance,that’s my excuse,” Mickey quips.
Ian leans back so they’re eye to eye and finds hisown grin mirrored on Mickey’s face. The lights are sparkling in Mickey’s eyesand Ian has never felt happier. He darts forward, capturing Mickey’s lips in akiss and there’s a tingle running all the way down to his toes when he feelsMickey smile against his mouth.
They break apart after a moment but stay close,foreheads leaning against one another as they continue swaying half-heartedlyin time with the song.
“It’s been a good day,” Ian says softly and Mickeyhums in agreement.
“Couldn’t really get much better than this.”
Ian closes his eyes and he knows he’s beaming. Heknows if anyone’s watching they’d see him there with a smile on his face that’stoo fucking wide but he can’t stop himself. He settles for tucking his smileagainst Mickey’s cheek and hoping his husband can feel it.
The song changes then but Ian barely hears it, tooreluctant to let him go. Mickey doesn’t seem to be in any hurry to move eitherso they stay there, wrapped in each other’s arms under the guise of a dance.
you went to canada with a carry on for six weeks... HOW DID YOU SURVIVE???????
haha well first of all, i wore 2 sweaters and 2 hoodies (i’m not even joking i wish i was) on the plane and then in canada i basically borrowed half of noah’s wardrobe
I hope it's okay to just write you this but I just had this picture of Clint being a with in my head. Of course he would be a disaster witch xD
It’s always okay to write me! Especially with delightful Clint headcanons :)
Oh he’d be such a mess. He’d always knock over cauldrons and misplace key ingredients. Bruce and Tony won’t let him anywhere near them when they’re working on an intricate spell. Lucky is, of course, his very cute but pretty useless familiar. (Lucky, fetch me the Hellebore -- no Lucky that’s wolf’s bane, we want the one with the black flowers -- Jesus Christ, I’ll just get it!)
His real strength is enchanting everyday objects to do totally unnecessary things. Some of his crafts, especially his weapons, actually make sense -- arrows that return to the archer after they are fired, knives that explode when someone besides the true bearer wields them. But Natasha can’t figure out why he decided a singing blanket was a good idea, and Bucky still hasn’t forgiven Clint for the time he enchanted every mug to move two inches to the left every time Bucky reached for his coffee.
can we just take a moment to appreciate how well odaat handles penelopes depression? it's just so good!! I hope we will see her slowly getting better (and yes to seeing the therapy group again!!!)
I know right, that episode was just amazing, and I will never understand how Justina wasn’t even nominated for an Emmy. It’s amazing to see a comedy touch on a topic like depression in such a touching and real life way.
not a prompt but i just found your blog and i'm in love!! I'm in such a winterhawk mood atm so your amazing writing is perfect!
Oh man, thank you so much! As you can see, I’ve been in such a winterhawk mood for the past 18 months XD it’s a weirdly addictive pairing! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the ficlets, and I really appreciate you telling me. :) 💜
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Colour(s) I’m currently wearing: pink and black :))
Last band I saw live: does a solo artist count? Last solo artist was Khalid! Last band was London Grammar. Both really great!!
Last song(s) I listened to: Keep on loving you by Cigarettes after sex
Lipstick or chapstick?: lipstick!!
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Last three tv shows I watched: i just started lost in space. Last night I caught up to Brooklyn nine nine. And I think before that I saw the latest episode of Shadowhunters
Last three characters I identified with: Isak Valtersen, Adam from the Bright Sessions, Kieren Walker from in the flesh
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