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[galladrabbles]

Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't been participating lately, work has just been crazy. Reading all of your drabbles has kept me sane though. So I hope you can draw some inspiration from my theme for the week:

FATHER'S DAY

Happy drabbling, everyone! Can't wait to read what you all come up with.

Oooooooh 😍 Such a versatile prompt! Curious to see which direction it will be taken in 😁 Thank you, dearest! ❤️

My lovelies, your prompt this week:

FATHER'S DAY

Happy drabbling! 🥰

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[galladrabbles]

In keeping with the festive theme, this week's prompt is GRINCH. This one should be really fun and I can't wait to see what everyone comes up with! Happy Holidays everyone!!

Thank you, dearest Tamara 🤗 We'll definitely have fun trying to figure out who exactly in the (extended) family is the

GRINCH

Go wild, dear Galladrabbles crew 😁

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[katicusdramaticus]

Galladrabbles: Father’s Day

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Visitation

"C’mon, little man. My goddamn legs aren’t a hiding place. He usually isn’t this shy.” “You just don’t have a mother’s touch, kid,” jeers Terry from across the plexiglass. Mickey’s nose twitches. “Svet is only slightly better’n me. The kid likes Ian best.” “You let that knob polisher touch my grandson?” “Hold him, feed him, rock him to sleep.” “Y’know, you perverts are gonna mess that kid up.” Mickey stands up and takes Yevgeny in his arms. “Yeah, lord fucking forbid he grows up with parents that actually love each other.” Terry snipes. “Going already?” “Happy fucking Father’s Day, pop.”

[katicusdramaticus]

Galladrabbles: Father's Day

I think I might be able to come up with a few variations this time around. Thank you @smittybus22 for this week's @galladrabbles entry.

Papa & Papasha “Want me to open it for you?” Asks Ian patiently.   “It’s just construction paper and scribbles.”   Ian slits the envelope open. “C’mon, Mick. He’s your son.”  “And he’s seven. It’s not that deep, red.”  Ian falters as he reads the card. Then he shows Mickey possibly the only picture of the three of them he can remember. And the card itself? It is addressed both to Papa and Papasha.   Mickey grins, embracing Ian and drying the tears forming. “Yeah, I told Svet you’d get a kick out of that.”   Ian’s eyebrow quirks upward. “You knew?”  “Happy first Father’s Day, Gallagher.”