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mikhailoisbaby · 2 days
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Adding another to the Polaroid series ! Hope yall enjoy
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deedala · 12 hours
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Ian being 🤨🙄😐 for @michellemisfit
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em-harlsnow · 2 days
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i firmly believe there’s a time when Mickey goes back to school. probably around season 3, because the courts tell him a condition of his release and probation is to go back to school. he barely turns up, only enough so his PO isn’t on his ass.
obviously, he doesn’t want to be there. so one day he’s sort of sitting in the back of some class - something like english that he doesn’t care about at all - and just goes to sleep because it’s boring. the teacher comes over, tells him off, and he just does something like flips her off and rolls his eyes, to which he obviously gets detention.
he usually wouldn’t go to detention, but he thinks he may as well because he doesn’t rlly wanna go home.
now, ian also gets detention that day, which is unusual for him. maybe he had a very public argument with Lip, calling him some names and a teacher who really hates swearing threw him in detention.
when ian walks in, mickey’s already there, leaning back on his chair. he almost falls off when he sees ian. ian will smirk and sit on the seat in front of him, not next to him. and because mickey is like a three year old with a crush half the time, he spends his time kicking the back of ian’s chair.
there’s another boy in detention, i imagine it to be a sort of American-jock type. all arrogance and self importance. he goes up to mickey and acts like their friends or some shit just because mickey dealt at a few of his parties.
“hey bro, how’ve you been?”
now mickey doesn’t really remember him, so he just sort of scowls.
“….good”
“that’s so good, bro, so, do you have anything on you i could buy?���
mickey doesn’t, actually, because he doesn’t make a habit of bringing copious amounts of drugs into a place where he could easily get caught.
“nah.”
and then it’s over and Chad or whatever goes back to his own seat. it’s then that he sees ian, and chad has some homophobic bullshit built up in his head. also, mickey’s there and he sort of wants to impress the bad boy drug dealer who won’t give him the time of day. at this point, mandy and lip are banging, so a lot of people know ian’s gay.
he goes up to ian, assuming while mickey kicks his chair and laughs when ian turns around pissed off it’s because of the same stuff he has in mind.
he calls ian something homophobic, and ian just rolls his eyes and tells him to fuck off. Chad gets mad at the indifference and slams a hand down on the desk.
“you wanna fuckin’ quit it with that?” mickey pipes up from his seat.
“you don’t got a problem with the gays, mick?” chad says and mickey instantly looks a little lost.
ian sighs and says shit like “just fuck off, Chad, I don’t have time for your bullshit.” because he doesn’t really need or expect mickey to fight his battles for him.
chad gets mad at ian again but he’s a pussy, so doesn’t outright attack him. just slams his hand down a few more times, starts yellling. ian just can’t be bothered to give a shit, is more annoyed he got in detention in the first place.
mickey stands up, because chads getting annoyed at ian’s lack of reaction and gets in chad’s face.
he says some excuse like ‘he’s friends with my sister’ but at the end of the day he shoves chad back and away.
chad tries to make some stupid joke, like ‘we were just playing’ and mickey’s having none of it.
“go sit your ass down over there you fucking pussy and leave him alone” and chad walks away with his tail between his legs.
ian sort of beams, sort of grumbles at mickey. like he smiles, but also mutters to him that he can fight his own battles, but thanks.
mickey just shrugs even though he’s blushing a bit because that sort of shows he cares, doesn’t it? but then he goes back to kicking ian’s chair and ian goes back to getting annoyed while he tries to do some homework.
they leave together and chad leaves thoroughly dejected. they go to the dugouts and ian keeps grinning at mickey and mickey keeps rolling his eyes at him and its just a bit sweet.
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plant-interesting · 2 days
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drewneil · 2 days
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gallacrafts · 2 days
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In March - to celebrate the beginning of Spring - we asked you to grab your hoes, get your hands dirty, drop to your knees, dig deep, and plant your seed…
Yeah, seemingly Mickey Milkovich wrote this announcement, but never mind that! You sure delivered some of the tastiest produce we have ever seen!!
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Thank you @tsuga-of-mars @mickittotheman @darlingian @michellemisfit @deedala @swiftfootedachilles @energievie @blue-disco-lights @doshiart @creepkinginc @deathclassic for sharing your GARDEN CRAFTS creations with us!
(It’s downright hilarious how often Ian takes his top off in your garden Gallacrafts! HAHAHA)
Click the ‘Theme 31’ tag to see all the creations in their full grown glory and leave some love at each artist’s individual little fandom garden 🌱
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jessij1997 · 17 hours
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"Thank you" @twinklyylights for the weekly prompt on @galladrabbles 😎
"What's about other dinosaurs?" Mickey questioned.
"No. T-Rex eats them AAALL!" Amy replied.
"Oh okay. Got it." Mickey smiled. "So little T-Rex show me your teeth then."
Amy opened her mouth and makes a dangerous sound. Mickey brushed her teeth and then he puts her into bed.
"Is daddy getting better tomorrow?" Amy asked seriously.
"I don't know." He kissed her forehead.
"Give daddy my Rex, pops"
Mickey takes the plushy T-Rex from his daughter and left the room.
He went to the bedroom, layed next to a light depressed Ian. "It's from Amy."
"Thank you" Ian cuddled the purple Rex.
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thegallavault · 18 hours
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NEW to The Gallavault 🔒📚✨
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THE MENAGERIE by CROSSMYDNA ↳ ↳ with cover art by DARTHVADERS-WIFE
Multi-Chapter | Rated: E | Word Count: 148K | Completed in: 2023
Ian Gallagher loves his life, finally. He’s happy. He’s happy… but. But there’s something missing. Some itch under his skin that he can’t quite scratch through work or hobbies or family gatherings or casual hookups. Until he finds himself splurging on a membership to an exclusive BDSM club and meeting the notoriously hard-to-please club veteran, Mikhailo Milkovich.
[ download from The Gallavault | leave love on AO3 | reblog the art on tumblr | follow the creators @crossmydna & @darthvaders-wife]
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lina-ginetti · 22 hours
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Come here.
The way Ian tells Mickey to come here 😩 it’s not an ask, it’s a demand!
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milkovich-cigarettes · 23 hours
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anti-trevor gallavich shippers try not to be transphobic challenge! (impossible)
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yes, mickey was better suited for ian but that doesn't mean that trevor's identity should be insulted.
i understand why so many people begin to attack trevor, and that he's not exactly the best character in shameless but it's so stupid watching people put the fact he's trans as a reason to dislike, too. even worse when people say him being trans is forced representation and therefore invalid.
the writers did him wrong, i admit. he didn't even get a last name! that's how much of an afterthought he was.
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mikhailoisbaby · 1 day
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Looks like the best people are off this site now
WAIT THAT SO SWEET ! I promise I’m gonna make my come back and kinda have like I’m here kindaaaaaa …..
Some tumblr accounts I love that in no particular order !
@vintagelacerosette @firecrxtch
@swiftfootedachilles @energievie
@francesrose3 @stocious
@callivich @metalheadmickey
@sluttymickey @sickness-health-all-that-shit
@rereadanon @look-i-love-u
@xninetiestrendx @deedala
@suzy-queued @blue-disco-lights
@iansw0rld @guinguin1984
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deedala · 17 hours
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Colorwheel Timestamp Roulette ⇆ 10x11: Location, Location, Location ↳Sage + 11 for @too-schoolforcool
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em-harlsnow · 3 days
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Something I’ve had in my mind for a while, so I did a little speed-write:
When he gets back from his therapist, Mickey’s on the couch with his laptop open in front of him.
He doesn’t make a big deal of anything, just looks up, smiles and asks how it went. Today it wasn’t too taxing, just one of the fortnightly appointments that they can afford now. Ian smiles back.
“It was okay.”
“Just okay?” Mickey looks up from the laptop, paying full attention.
He blows out a breath. “Yeah. It was fine, really. Nothing huge.” He says, because nothing huge was revealed, nothing huge was said. Therapy just takes a lot out of him energy-wise.
“Okay.” Mickey replies, placing a hand on his knee, squeezing, and then returns to the screen.
“What are you looking at?” Ian asks, trying to peak.
“That stupid shit you like. Pin Interest or whatever the fuck.”
Ian rolls his eyes. “You like it, Mick. And I know you know it’s called Pinterest.”
Mickey shrugs.
“So, what are you looking at on Pin Interest?” He smirks and Mickey snorts.
“Tattoo ideas. I was thinkin’ of getting another one.” Mickey’s gaze is laser focused as he scans through images, saving some and scowling at others as if they personally offend him.
Ian’s eyebrows raise in surprise. “Where do you want it?” He tries to picture his husband with more tattoos and very much likes the image. He likes his current ones too much to not want him to get more.
“I dunno, man. Some sleeves are cool. But they take ages to build up. Maybe just one on my shoulder to start.”
“That sounds good.” Ian tries to get closer, but he still can’t really see what Mickey’s looking at. “Can I see?” He asks, pointing at the device.
Mickey sighs like he’s the most annoying fucker on the planet, but he tilts the screen towards him anyway.
He can see now that Mickey’s searched up ‘black tattoo shoulder men’ and there are just piles on piles of buff men with shoulder tats.
“I like the snake one.” Mickey tells him, pointing at the picture he means. It’s a serpent winding around the top of the guy’s arm, tangling together and going down to the bottom of his bicep.
“Yeah, that one’s cool.” Ian agrees. “What about that one?” He points at one with a fine lined dragon reaching onto the guy’s peck.
“I guess, but I don’t want it too thin, you know? When they do it too intricate, the lines all blur together.” Ian hums in assent.
“Show me what you already have saved.”
Mickey clicks through the website, and Ian catches a glimpse of his pre-existing boards before he goes to the tattoo one. There’s one called ‘wedding’ and one called ‘apartment’ and one called ‘dope shit’. The cover photo of ‘dope shit’ is an aesthetic image of two beers and two cigarettes clasped in two hands. Ian’s not really surprised that this is what Mickey considers to be ‘dope shit’.
In the folder is a lot of similar things. Snakes, dragons, one cat with bat wings. One looks like a weird cross between a gun and a dagger. They’re all pretty hot, and Ian tells him about his favourites.
“I was thinkin’ of drawing it myself. I don’t wanna just copy what someone else has.”
“What did you do for this one?” Ian asks, grasping Mickey’s forearm.
“Drew it.” He explains simply, eyes not leaving the screen.
“Yeah? It’s good. You should draw the next one, too then.”
Mickey hums in agreement but continues to browse the website, probably looking for ideas.
Ian clicks on the TV, starting up an episode of New Girl while Mickey’s distracted.
They sit in peaceful silence for a while, until Mickey speaks again.
“There’s a tattoo place up the street. The reviews seem good. Don’t wanna go somewhere if they’ll just fuck it up.”
“That’s true.” Ian pauses. “If you’re getting one, I might get one too.”
Mickey raises his eyes brows in that expressive way of his. “You want a new tat? Fuckin’ copy cat.” He grumbles, but with the way he looks Ian up and down he can tell he’s not opposed.
“Yeah, been thinkin about it for a bit.”
“Oh yeah? What you thinkin, tough guy, I’ll look up some ideas.” Mickey suggests, already looking back at ‘Pin Interest’.
“Don’t worry, I already know what I want.”
When he doesn’t say more, Mickey huffs impatiently. “Gonna keep me waiting all night or what?”
Ian smirks and leans forward. “I was thinkin’ of an ‘MM’ tattoo, right here.” He tells him, pointing at a spot on the inside of his wrist.
Mickey looks surprised, and fond, and happy all at once. Even so, he tuts at him. “Tshc, you don’t have to do that just because I got your name.”
Ian rolls his eyes. “I fuckin’ know that, dork. I like the idea of having a more permanent thing than the rings.”
“Yeah, coz you keep fuckin’ losing your rings.”
“Well I’m sorry I don’t want it to fall down a drain or something, Mick.” He laughs, exasperated. “But a tattoo won’t fall down the drain.”
Mickey looks at him, and he’s so happy that Ian can’t help but wind their fingers together.
“You don’t want it to look like Mandy Milkovich, though. Gotta get my middle initial, too.”
“Wouldn’t her initials be ‘AM’? For Amanda?” Ian raises his eyebrows. Mickey scrunches his.
“Oh yeah.”
“You hate your middle name, anyway. And ‘MAM’ looks like I got something for my mum, I want this for you.”
“Yeah, you already got those titties for Monica.” Mickey jokes lightly and Ian pushes his side.
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i might write a next part, where they actually go get them!
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doshiart · 3 days
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Is it your final light? The cold envelops you Black diamonds dance, entrance you When you look into my eyes Does it make you feel alive? Does it make you feel alive? (Only lithium controls me)
Lithium — Labyrinth Ear
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gallawitchxx · 21 hours
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🔥 strength from the fuck-u-up tarot 🔥
Ian felt as if his heart might burst from his body. There wasn’t any logic to what he was feeling, what he knew was happening between them. No reason, no rationality. It was just magic. Just love. Fuck, could it really be love? “C'mon, let's light these fuckers up,” Mickey pushed, holding up the lighter. Ian nodded and Mickey picked up the vessel, tipping it to the side, the lighter disappearing into the open mouth. Snick! A smile crept onto Mickey’s lips as he watched the leaves catch, all of his and Ian’s baggage quickly being engulfed in a brilliant fire. It wouldn’t burn up completely, of course. They’d both have to continue to work on their own and together to unpack it all. Build something new, together. But this was a potent jump start. A promise, and a pledge. An undertaking. an exception to the rule | ch. 6: nor the furious winter's rages
[see additional cards on ao3]
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