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mzshko · 2 months
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Gallavich Lovefest!
Happy Valentine's Day, friends! Here are some picks for the @gallavichthings Lovefest:
A fanart by someone else that’s between 1 and 3 years old
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This artist is amazing and does all her pieces by hand. The skin tones! The hair! The warmth and love!
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A one-shot by someone else that’s at least 3 years old
Slick back My Hair (You know the Devil's in There) by wehangout Hit man AU, my beloved. Crime, tension, mutual pining. Ugh. It's such an tense and satisfying story.
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A WIP fic that’s been “abandoned” (not updated in more than a year) but is still worth reading
they will take me away (Work) by smallmickey This is a weird and wonderful story about Mickey and Ian in an isolated hotel. It has shades of The Shining, with just enough odd happenings to stay cool and mysterious. I love the setting and hope the author finishes it.
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A meta/discussion/analysis post/video/podcast
South Side Rules This podcast hosted by @michellemisfit gives you all the episode analysis you'd ever dream of! It feels like sitting with your friends and talking about Shameless. There's tons of good content, about Ian and Mickey and about everyone else as well. Give it a listen!
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A multi-chapter by someone else that’s less than a year old (and complete)
Going Off-Script by @mzshko (my ride-or-die) What an rich and multi-layered story full of pining, miscommunication, and workplace drama. Ian and Mickey both work on the set of a reality TV show, and the background shenanigans play into their emotional and well-constructed growth. I love this story so much! It's well worth a read!
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mzshko · 2 months
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Thank you so much. Happy Valentine's day. 🫶🏻
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mzshko · 3 months
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Cold Shower
@michellemisfit, did you choose this @galladrabbles prompt just for me?!
Previously on No Sleep 'Til Nashville, Mickey bathed in their crappy emergency motel room.
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“Jesus!” Mickey pulled the curtain back. “Damn water turned to ice.” He jumped from the shower, lunging for a towel.
And of course Ian had been staring and saw everything. Mickey’s dripping body. The toned muscles in his legs. His stomach. A quick flash of his anatomy.
Ian turned away.
“Fucking freezing, man.” Mickey’s wet feet slapped on the floor. “This is on you, Gallagher.”
Ian peeked. The towel did nothing to hide the curve of Mickey’s ass.
God, Ian had to tamp down his infatuation. Maybe cockiness would work instead. “I hear skin-to-skin contact gets you warm the fastest.”
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mzshko · 4 months
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21 Questions
Thanks, @ace-of-d1am0nds for this week's @galladrabbles prompt!
Previously on No Sleep 'Til Nashville, they settled into their motel.
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Mickey cracked the bathroom door as he showered, fogging up the motel room.
Ian sat on the bed, still for the first time tonight. He felt warmth. Pain. Adrenaline let-down.
Mickey’s silhouette moved behind the curtain. A hint. A tease. An invitation.
What if … Ian pulled the curtain back?
He could feel those sturdy shoulders, that smooth skin. Trace his tongue along the water droplets. Grab that thick … hair.
What if Mickey dropped his guy and took Ian on? Then what?
Would Mickey get tired of him?
Desire. Curiosity. Potential. Ian’s thoughts swirled like water.
… then the shower clicked off.
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mzshko · 4 months
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Out of Nowhere, Chapter 15 The final chapter is here!! I hope you dig it.
Read the new chapter here | Start from the beginning
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mzshko · 4 months
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Ring of Fire
I'm catching up on @galladrabbles! This is for last week's awesome prompt from @rayrayor. Last time on No Sleep 'Til Nashville, Ian and Mickey survived a car wreck.
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The cops had come and gone. Reality settled in. Ian’s car was undriveable. They were stranded.
Mickey’s anxiety spiked. “How the hell am I getting to the wedding now?” He paced along the shoulder, pointing at Ian. “Who drives for a fucking living and doesn’t have roadside assistance?”
Ian spoke via speakerphone to a random tow company they’d Googled. “It’s a silver Camry. Near exit 130.”
Mickey yelled into the phone. “Just look for the goddamn ring of fire lighting up I-65.”
Ian prayed for strength. “Ignore him. There’s no fire.” Unless you counted the flames rising from Mickey’s nostrils.
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mzshko · 4 months
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Long Live
This @galladrabbles prompt comes from @lingy910y! You can read the whole serial No Sleep 'Til Nashville here.
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Ian talked to Mickey in the crammed cab of the tow truck. “I told you I’d get you there. I’ll think of something.”
The mechanic pulled into a repair shop. “Car can stay here. Hank opens at 7:00 tomorrow.”
Mickey exploded. “It’s not open 24 hours?”
“This is Indianapolis, not L.A.”
“How are we supposed—"
Ian held up a hand to stop him. He could feel Mickey’s desperation, his impatience and heartbreak. “Is there a hotel nearby?”
The mechanic pointed across the street. To a run-down motel called King Richard’s Royal Inn.
Mickey glared. “Well, long live the fuckin’ king.”
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mzshko · 4 months
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Draw This in Your Style #3
Summer vibes! For @deathclassic and this amazing challenge.
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mzshko · 5 months
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“This is totally a bench, right?” [ch.6 on ao3]
Illustration gift for @suzy-queued and her “Under Lock and Key”! Love this story so much!! <3
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mzshko · 5 months
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"Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away." —Frank Sinatra
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mzshko · 5 months
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As It Is - "Speak Soft"
Thank you for this week's @galladrabbles prompt, @creepkinginc! 🥰 Catch up on No Sleep 'Til Nashville here.
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Around midnight, the rhythm of repeating street lights on Interstate 65 lulled Ian toward sleep.
“Can I ask you a question?” Mickey looked damn relaxed, too. Seat leaned back. Legs stretched out. Talking in a low voice. “Let’s say I blew this.”
“Not gonna happen.”
“Say I end up alone. Do I deserve that?”
Ian could certainly judge. He’d heard about Mickey’s crimes, his family, his dating history.
He wanted to hold Mickey’s hand. He wanted to find the right words to remedy this hurt.
“Mickey, you are the most –”
A bang. A crash. Ian’s face smashed into the airbag.
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mzshko · 5 months
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Secret
This week's @galladrabbles prompt comes from @too-schoolforcool
It's the latest installment in my multi-drabble serial, No Sleep 'Til Nashville.
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They hit the john before they got back on the road. Pissed in outdated urinals, washed their hands.
Ian watched Mickey closely. Every turn, every strut, every smirk. That’s how he noticed that Mickey flinched when the hand dryer shot to life.
“Mickey Milkovich.” Ian laughed. “You can dump a mob boss in the Chicago River but you’re afraid of a little hot air?”
“It’s fucking startling.”
Mickey paused in the doorway. Tilted his head. Looked up at Ian. “Keith … he never noticed that about me.”
Ian elbowed him, defusing his sadness. “I’m going to learn all your secrets, boyfriend.”
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mzshko · 5 months
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Maximum dork alert ... be warned!
I make these little milestone tokens for each of my fics, to celebrate certain numbers of kudos or comments or bookmarks. They're all silver.
I bought a packet of bronze discs, hoping that some distant day I'd achieve one of my pie-in-the-sky numbers.
Today, Under Lock and Key reached 20,000 hits.
20K may seem like a lot for some authors. It may seem like small potatoes for others. But it's a bronze-worthy achievement for me.
Celebrate your successes on your own terms, in your own way. I enjoy using a hammer and stamps. Having these physical trinkets brings me joy.
THANK YOU to every single person who has taken a chance on my writing. I cherish every glance, every mention, every hit, every friendship.
Aaaaaah! I'm off to scream into my pillow!
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mzshko · 5 months
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Out of Nowhere, Chapter 13 Ian faces the aftermath of Mickey's trip into town.
Read the new chapter here or start from the beginning.
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mzshko · 5 months
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A Gallacraft in four steps
Step 1: Paint Mickey portraits with lemon juice.
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Step 2: Let them dry.
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Step 3: Use fire/flame to heat up the paper.
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Step 4: Voila! The Mickeys appear.
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Bonus step: Check them out all together!
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@gallacrafts
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mzshko · 5 months
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2nd Anniversary
Congratulations, @energievie and @look-i-love-u on two years of @galladrabbles!! You told me it was okay to write a drabble this week based on our shared prompt, so here goes!
Catch up on the serial story No Sleep 'Til Nashville here.
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Turns out, scheming and joking with Mickey was easier than breathing. Ian drummed on the table. “Okay, how’d we meet? I gave you a ride somewhere?”
“And then I rode you.” Mickey laughed. “Simple enough. How about second date?”
Ian’s inner romantic spun into action. “A rooftop picnic. You brought snacks and whiskey.”
“Hm. Doesn’t sound like me.”
“I brought a tire iron and gun because I didn’t trust you.”
Mickey smirked, like these lies were becoming reality in his head. “Wise man.”
Ian swelled. His weekend suddenly had purpose. He’d be the best fake boyfriend in the goddamn world.
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mzshko · 6 months
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2 Years of Galladrabbles! - Prompt #100
Special occasions deserve special prompts! And for our two-year anniversary we are over the moon to present you with the most special one of all!
An amazing fanart created for our little fandom blog by the wonderful and super talented @suzy-queued! (who also did our icon and header... go check it out and shower Deena with love, please!)
So without further ado... here's your prompt for this week, dear Galladrabbles Crew:
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Enjoy! Love! Go wild! And let's start year no3 off right!
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