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Silent Pain in Emerald Eyes - Chapter 8 preview
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The bedroom is bathed in a cool blue-grey when Ian’s eyes open. Mickey is still cuddled in his arms, back pressed against his chest. Ian can’t help but bury his face in that tattooed neck and breathe him in, run a hand down his side, squeeze his hip and cuddle closer. Mickey grumbles something Ian can’t quite make out before he settles back down. Ian smiles to himself, wanting nothing more than for this to be his morning every morning.
He lays there, no idea how long, nosing at Mickey’s skin, tracing over his tattoos with gentle fingers, and pressing soft barely there kisses to his skin. The need to empty his bladder is what brings his perfect morning to a temporary halt. He gently unwraps himself from Mickey, scoots out of the bed and goes to the bathroom.
After he pees he steps over to the mirror taking himself in and he smiles. Yeah, his hair is a mess and he still has puffy red scratches on his neck but he doesn’t look tired or run down, there were no bags under his eyes. His face clearly reflects his feelings. Happy. Content. Well fucking rested for once. After washing his hands he quickly brushes his teeth, goes to the kitchen to take his meds and practically rushes back to Mickey’s room, needing to cuddle his man more before they leave for their breakfast date.
When he walks in the room though he stops. Mickey is still there, he’s rolled to his opposite side, curled up in the spot Ian had previously been in and he looks so sweet and Ian of course wants to kiss him. He doesn’t even realize he’s smiling until blue eyes flutter open and meet his.
“What are you smiling about?” Mickey asked, voice sleepy and rough and Ian doesn’t even bother trying to hide his smile.
“I’m happy,” He signs, watches sleepy eyes light up and it melts his heart. Those blue eyes never leave Ian’s as he walks over to the bed and crawls back in, pulling Mickey close and kisses him…kisses him because he can, because he’s happy, because—well, just because. And Mickey kisses him back, smiles into it and Ian thinks his heart is going to explode with all of the happiness and he doesn’t even think he would be mad about it.
When he pulls away from the kiss he caresses Mickeys face and they just lay there, gazing at one another, touching, taking in every feature of the other. Mickey’s foot slides up Ian’s shin, and Ian’s hand wraps around his waist that’s beautifully bare from his tank top riding up as he slept.
Ian loves it. Loves the closeness, the calm, the relaxation, the soft intimacy of just laying there and letting another person take you in. He never thought he would have something like this, thought he was too fucked up, ruined, not good enough, even before he was taken. He was always used for someone else’s gain, only needed if he had something to offer. But it wasn’t like that now. Not with Mickey. Never with Mickey.
“What are you thinking about?” Mickey asks softly, his hand stroking over Ian’s chest.
“You,” Ian mouths, grabbing the hand on his chest, bringing it up to kiss it.
“Mm,” Mickey hums, giving Ian a questioning gaze.
“You make me happy,” He mouths, swears he feels his eyes water, he’s sure he sees Mickey’s eyes well up to but eyes are closed and lips are pressing firmly against his before he gets a good look.
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mrzombielover · 2 months
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- slow ride masterlist
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synopsis: having been reincarnated in hell, sinner!adam is desperate to take any chance at getting back into heaven, and shows up at the hotel’s doorstep
warnings: NSFW, enemies to fuckbuddies to lovers, angst, female!reader, reader and adam are both assholes, lots of substance abuse and yearning, unhealthy relationships, canon typical violence
a/n: ermm so guess whose my latest obsession? he’s such an asshole i need him. anyway this is the first multi chapter fic i’m posting in a WHILEE so i hope it makes sense!
disclaimer! reader is basically my OC sorry lol but this is my blog and i’m self indulgent asf! reader is basically mickey milkovich coded😭,and implied to be very powerful in both ability and influence. i also know next to nothing about how cartels work tho so i keep all that vague asf cause who gaf?
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mmmichyyy · 1 year
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🖤gallavich fic rec list🖤
i combed through my ao3 bookmarks and tumblr archive so here are some (but not all!) of my fave one-shots, wips, completed fics and tumblr ficlets i read & reread this year, ranging from newer fics to ones published in the past years ✨ there's almost 50 (!!) recs here so hopefully you'll find something new to read 🖤
check out the fic rec list i compiled last year!
(i didn't include the fics i've already mentioned in the last list plus the endless fics posted this year to avoid making this list longer than it already is, but if i had infinite time & space i'd include them all 🥰 onwards!)
one-shots:
seal my fate by allyasavedtheday (s2 canon divergence)
fix me up by biblionerd07 (Mickey has a lot of scars. Ian has a lot of feelings about those scars.)
shut the door and let go by @tellmegoodbye (s3 sleepover re-write)
these days, life is better by biblionerd07 (Ian realizes Mickey is the most romantic guy on Earth.)
in the romance section by kissteethstainred (When Ian moves to a new area, he starts to frequent the local bookstore. Eventually he begins to visit the bookstore for the owner more than the books themselves.)
icarus is online by @mishervellous (AnonMate is all everyone is talking about. Ian wants in on it.)
beginners by @bravemikhailo (Ian and Mickey meet the day they graduate college and all they've got is one night together.)
start again by allyasavedtheday (A little look at how Ian (and Mickey) comes to terms with his bipolar disorder.)
falling for you without a second look by xylodemon (s3 roadtrip)
for his honey by @squidyyy23 (ian’s impressed when his husband’s business savvy helps them expand their farm. and he's going to make sure he knows it.)
'tis the damn season by @sweetcresta (Ian comes home for Christmas and old habits die hard.)
sneaking in by @ianandmickeygallavich (Sneaking into a movie feels different. It shouldn’t, friends go to the movies, families go to the movies. But….Ian can’t help thinking about the fact that it’s a classic choice for a date.)
eighty-four by kissteethstainred (college/time-travel au)
if you love me, won't you let me know? by kissteethstainred (college au)
five times mickey wears ian's clothes and one time ian wears mickey's by @teatimeallovertown (A brief look at the journey of Mickey and Ian through the clothes they share.)
i'd follow your love down a dead end street by zoeplacid (Ian Gallagher wishes his soul mate was Mickey Milkovich, but the universe seems to have other ideas.)
wildfire by ilostyournumber (Ian is a bipolar stripper and Mickey is deep in the closet and they try not to tear each other apart.)
'til our compass stands still by biblionerd07 (Mickey just assumed they'd have smooth sailing from here on out. It never occurred to him being in prison together might be the easiest part of their relationship.)
wips:
sweetpea by @whatthebodygraspsnot (shapeshifter!cat!mickey! 🐈‍⬛)
reckoner by @thisdivorce (Ian Gallagher is married, stable, happy working as a Paramedic and trying to start a family, but a chance encounter with the foul-mouthed father of one of his patients—who has more ties to Ian than either of them know—threatens to blow it all up.)
selfless acts of the illegal variety by @abundanceofnots (The last thing Ian Gallagher thought he'd be at 19 is married—and to a grumpy Ukrainian bouncer called Mickey who's barely said ten words to him since they first met, no less. But when a rare chance at love knocks on your door, you don't just send the cute guy in dire need of a green card back to his homophobic father in Kyiv, right?)
your question has been received by @celestialmickey (a tumblr AU with a bit of a twist)
change like shifting shadows by @thisdivorce (priest!ian)
bound & free by @sunoficarus (magic/fantasy + marriage of convenience au)
a beginner's mind by @spoonfulstar (a collection of stories that take place after the events of ch. 27 of you'll never see us again)
the fine art of falling for you by @goodkwuestion (Teaching the Arts is hard enough, but mastering the art of falling in love might just prove downright impossible.)
paragraphs by @palepinkgoat (Ian has an opportunity to be a reading tutor for ex-convicts. He meets one in particular that catches his eye.)
things beyond mistake by @gallavichy (Ian, a high school teacher in need of a fresh start, returns to his childhood home after nearly 20 years to find himself once more sharing a lonely dirt road with Mickey, the boy he once knew and the man he's desperate to get to know.)
rebuilding (series) by freespiritedone (After almost 6 years in prison during which he was simultaneously built up and torn down, Mickey is free and embarking on a brand new life in New York City. Everything is different and yet some things never change - even if he wishes they would. Coming to terms with a new life while contending with the old is harder than anything he could have imagined. *long, slow burn)
completed:
technically by @annatrow (Ian Gallagher has grown up in the foster care system for most of his life, and he’s pretty sure he’s got his future figured out. That is until he falls for the bad kid who is about to change the entire course of his life.)
please don't say i'm going alone by biblionerd07 (Ian shows up at Mickey's wedding and asks him to run away together. Somehow, Mickey finds himself stupid enough to say yes.)
geometric progression (series) by romanticalgirl (angsty s4 au) *sidenote: i reread this all the time when i feel down just to feel even more depressed :')
these foolish games by @suzy-queued (A workplace rivalry becomes a love quadrangle. With laser tag.)
through the dawn (series) by spock (a semi-au set in a universe where mickey and ian didn't grow up in the same neighbourhood.)
SLOML (series) by @good-then-dont (short fics exploring Ian and Mickey’s own exploration of their relationship in a world where 3x6 never happens.)
ian the friendly ghost by @sunoficarus (ghosts au where Mickey thinks the house he moved in is haunted because the doors seem to close on their own and his shit somehow gets neat and tidy and Ian's just a very polite ghost who's got a bit of a crush on the adorable grumpy guy who's just moved in)
the little things give you away by kissteethstainred (When Ian first sees them, he thinks they’re twins. They both have similar looks, with pale skin, dark hair, and blue eyes. They act similar too—both of them are quiet, they fidget in the same way, and they make some of the same facial expressions. Ian wants to know them.)
my nine lovers by @annatrow (Secret Agents Ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich find themselves working together multiple times over the course of ten years.)
mickey mantle vs. the t-rex by zoeplacid (angsty alternate s5)
broad-shouldered beasts by biblionerd07 (Six years after Mickey goes to jail, he's released on parole. He does his best to build a "normal" life and a relationship with his son while juggling the scars of his past.)
OSHA compliant by romanticalgirl (It's been two years since they broke up. And Mickey's got his life together. Which means it's about time for something to come along and screw it up.)
you make me feel human by dragona (In which Ian is a cold-blooded serial killer with a soft spot for a certain South Side asshole.)
tumblr ficlets:
fiction in the archives by @gardenerian (ficlets and 5+1 prompts)
what we talk about when we talk about love by @bravemikhailo (a collection of one-shots, ficlets and prompt-fillers originally posted to tumblr)
tumblr fics ✨ by @gallawitchxx (collection of ficlets, 5+1 prompts, scene fillers)
time travel au part one / two / three / four / five by @whatthebodygraspsnot (s1 ian & mickey meet their s11 selves)
who's more cold & happy husband weight gain by @iansfreckles (& all their drabbles!)
magic au & migraine ficlet by @arrowflier
& of course, check out @galladrabbles for a wide range of 100 word ficlets written by our talented community & @gallavichfanficlibrary for more specific rec lists ✨
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sam-loves-seb · 15 days
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I’ve read your Several Sentences Sunday post an embarrassing number of times. I’m just that excited for the next chapter of I’m Not The Way I Was.
aw thanks so much, this is so sweet. i'm so glad you're excited about i'm not the way i was. i am too!
also gonna use this ask to say that unfortunately there will be no new chapter today :( there are a few parts i'm still playing with because i wanna get them right, and life's just been too chaotic lately to actually give ch 6 the time and attention it needs. i am hopeful that posting will resume in two weeks and we can get back to the regular update schedule. fingers crossed!
until then, i'm posting the first thousand-ish words of ch 6 under the cut to hopefully hold everyone over until then. (it's unedited and unbeta'd so all mistakes are my own.)
enjoy. xx
Ian wakes up in Lip’s dorm room. Again.
The alarm clock is blaring at full volume, and Lip kicks Ian in the shins until he’s conscious enough to reach over and shut it off.
“What fucking time is it?” Lip groans into his pillow.
“Eight-thirty.” Ian yawns.
“I don’t have class ‘til eleven,” Lip says as he pulls his pillow out from under his head and whacks Ian in the face with it.
Ian shoves him off. “Yeah, but I have work at nine.”
That’s part of the reason Ian was able to drag himself away from Mickey’s house last night. He took a cab back to CPU in the middle of the night after he got off Mickey’s block and realized he had to be up in six hours for work. He could’ve stayed at the house and taken the L back to campus in the morning, but he was so wired after his talk with Mickey last night that he used the cab ride to tire himself out.
Which ultimately wasn’t that successful because he spent most of the ride texting Mickey and planning their first date. He even called him as he walked across the green to Lip’s dorm and listened to Mickey’s raspy voice, half asleep and smiling on the other end of the line as they decided on a date and time.
Tonight. Seven o’clock.
“Next time you go to your boyfriend’s house, stay there ‘til the morning,” Lip teases, grabbing his hoodie from the floor and sliding it on over his bedhead.
Ian gave him the one-sentence-summary of his conversation with Mickey when his bleary-eyed brother opened the door for him at two-thirty last night. He did not, in any way, shape, or form, use the word boyfriend, but Lip doesn’t seem to care.
“Yeah yeah,” Ian says with a quiet smile, pulling on a fresh t-shirt he steals from Lip’s dresser. “Don’t worry, I’ll be out of your hair tonight.”
Lip reaches over and plucks at the eight-ball design on the front of the threadbare cotton shirt. “You staying at Mickey’s?”
“No,” Ian answers automatically, then pauses. His hands go still where they’re half buried in his backpack. “Well. I don’t know.”
Lip just raises his brows at him as he sits down in his desk chair.
“Is that a normal first date thing?” Ian asks, his brows pinched. “To sleep over?”
“Why are you asking me?” Lip asks, tapping out a cigarette from Ian’s pack.
“’cause you’ve done this shit before.”
Lip cracks the window and lights up. “Only one of us has dated Mickey Milkovich before, and it wasn’t me.”
Ian rolls his eyes. “Yeah, but…” He shakes his head. “You know, Mickey and I never went on dates.”
Lip pauses. “Seriously?”
“Yeah,” Ian says, shrugging. “And I wanna do this right. I don’t know what the… etiquette is.”
Lip takes a long drag and sort of tilts his head from side to side. “I doubt Mickey does either.”
Something about that settles the little ball of anxiety that was slowly starting to build in Ian’s chest. Because Lip’s right—neither of them know what the hell they’re doing with this shit.
Whether that’s good or bad remains to be seen, but at least it puts them on an even playing field.
“Look,” Lip says, leaning over and clapping Ian on the shoulder. “Just feel it out. If things are going well, maybe suggest it, see what he says.”
Ian nods. “Yeah.”
Lip squeezes his shoulder. “Just talk to him about it. Okay?” He leans back in his chair. “It’ll be fine.”
“Yeah.” Ian breathes out a long exhale. “Okay.”
The panicked nerves inside of him start to turn into an excited buzz after a minute. He’s definitely still nervous, but it doesn’t feel as heavy. Suddenly he desperately wants it to be seven o’clock, and he’s walking over to the Alibi to pick Mickey up for their date.
The fact that Ian has to work an eight-hour janitorial shift between now and then is criminal.
“You know I’m rooting for you,” Lip starts, “but in the off chance you don’t end up staying at Mickey’s house tonight—are you coming back here?”
“Nah,” Ian tells him, shaking his head. “Figured I’d stay at the house. Last night, and all that.”
“Oh, right,” Lip says. He blinks tiredly, a little dazed. “Forgot about that.”
Ian finishes packing his shit in his bag. “Bank’s coming to change the locks tomorrow.”
Lip taps his fingers against the edge of his desk. “I think I still have some shit in my room. Maybe tomorrow morning… I mean, I have work, but I can probably catch the L early and come home to get it before—”
“I already boxed it up,” Ian tells him, slinging his backpack over one shoulder. “I put it with my shit, so you can come get it whenever. Kev and V said we could move our stuff to their place until we figure out where we’re gonna go.”
Lip nods. “Thanks.”
“Yep.”
With a heavy sigh, Lip turns in his chair and opens one of his textbooks, flipping through the pages until he finds the folded sheet of notes he crammed in it yesterday.
“What are you doing?” Ian asks, tying his sneakers. “You said you don’t have class ‘til eleven. Go back to bed.”
“No, I gotta get this done,” Lip says, glancing at the clock. “I won’t have time to do it later, I have a… thing.”
Ian raises a brow. “A thing?”
“Yeah.”
When Lip doesn’t expand on it, Ian crosses his arms over his chest.
“You’re gonna be late.”
“Don’t care. What’s your thing?”
Lip sighs. “Alright,” he says, dropping his pencil. “You know that professor I told you about?”
“The one you’re sleeping with?”
Lip nods. “The school board kind of found out about it when this naked picture I took of her leaked online.”
“Jesus Christ, Lip,” Ian says, his mouth dropping open.
“I didn’t leak it,” Lip says, then shakes his head. “Long story—whatever. They know, and now I gotta go to this fucking hearing about it.”
Ian stares at him with worried eyes. “Are you gonna be okay?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I don’t know. Can’t they kick you out for this?”
Lip considers it, then shrugs. “I don’t know.”
Ian blinks. “Shit.”
“Yeah.” Lip scrubs his hands over his face. “So now I’ve got that to worry about, and Helene’s career is under fire over something that shouldn’t have been anyone else’s business in the first place.”
Ian’s lips quirk up. “Helene?”
Lip kicks at his knee. “Shut up.”
“You’ve never told me her name before.”
“Yeah, well. That’s when I thought we could keep this whole thing on the down low.”
Ian hums in agreement.
“Anyway,” Lip says, running his finger over the corner of the page in his textbook. “I gotta read this.”
“Yeah, I gotta head out,” Ian says, standing up with his backpack on one shoulder still. “Good luck today.”
Lip waves halfheartedly. “You too.”
Ian makes a confused face as he walks backwards to the door.
Lip smiles. “With your date.”
“Right,” Ian says, and he can’t help but smile too.
“Give Mickey my love.”
“Yeah, I’ll get right on that.”
...more to come!
[ read from the chapter 1 on ao3 ]
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heymrspatel · 2 years
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@shamelesscreatorsnetwork faceless/silhouettes theme based on ch 11 of Mickey Milkovich’s Guide to Flirting by @whatwouldmickeydo
"He thinks it’s pretty cool being here after hours, the only light in the room besides the fish tank itself comes from the skylights up above, casting everything in a blueish glow, the fish inside the exhibit illuminated in the dark. 
They wander around it slowly, the two of them watching the giant stingray sliding around, its mouth making it look like it’s smiling at them, which Ian points out with a laugh. 
Eventually, they make their way over to one of the benches in front of the exhibit, sitting down right next to each other with hardly any room between, arms pressed up together. 
Mickey thinks there’s a certain atmosphere here, what with the lights turned down, the only sound the steady hum of the filter in the water as they sit quietly and watch the tiny sharks and fish swim back and forth."
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squirrel-fund · 11 months
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Chapter 3: 20 fucking questions
Year after year, things started out great for Ian Gallagher, and he felt excited, hopeful even, that this year... 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 fucking year, would be 𝘩𝘪𝘴 year. A year he wouldn't have to wad up and throw away. One to look back on and feel happy about.
And when Homicide Detective Mickey Milkovich sets his sights on Ian Gallagher as a possible suspect in a string of murders, he sets up surveillance and waits.
They're both about to learn that sometimes, when it seems like everything is falling apart, it might actually just be falling into place.
Read ch 3 here, or from the beginning here
* Based on the song Answer by They Might Be Giants and beta'd by the amazing @kimberlovesgallavich
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tamiettitami · 3 years
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ok so i had this idea in the tags of a post a longggg time ago 😭 so basically “i wish you would write a fic where” mickey and lip are unable to reach something they need up on a high shelf so tami comes in to grab it with no issues and hands it to them (because for some reason in this idea ian isn’t there to help and both lip and mickey refuse to grab something to climb up on to grab it 😌)
“who put the fuckin’ cereal so far back?” lip calls from the gallagher kitchen. “it never goes past the pencil line,” he mutters, and mickey enters in a pair of red plaid boxers, his torso covered by the same grey tank top he’s had for as long as lip has known him.
“fuck you say?” mickey nods towards lip, his back straighter than a board as he stalks over to the refrigerator where he’s standing in front on his tip-toes.
lip falls back onto his heels, “i can’t reach the goddamn tootie fruites,” he groans.
franny laughs from the living room, “you said tootie!” she exclaims, running into the kitchen and pointing at lip. she sticks her tongue out before jumping onto the couch and standing on the cushions, her butt against the headrest as she continues watching her show on TV.
“debbie give her coke or some shit?” mickey jokes, but lip doesn’t find his quip amusing. instead, he backs up from the refrigerator and puts his hand on the small of mickey’s back, pushing him towards the metal ice box. “i’m shorter than you, shithead, what makes you think i can reach the goddamn box?”
lip rolls his eyes and perches himself on the countertop. “i don’t fuckin’ know, mick.” mickey tries anyway, but his fingertips barely grip the edge.
“it’s a lost cause, man.”
just then, tami enters the gallagher house with fred in his stroller. her eyes instantly drift to the top of the refrigerator where she spots the box of tootie fruites. “thank god you guys have cereal, we’re all out at our house,” tami bumps mickey out of the way with her hip and grabs the box with ease, “lip, remind me to get more, will you?”
lip stares at tami dumbfounded as she pours a handful in front of fred. his mouth opens and closes a few times in quick succession as he tries to think of something to say, but, eventually, mickey speaks up. “yo, toss us the fuckin’ fruit toots, or whatever the fuck they’re called.”
“jesus,” tami grabs the box off of the kitchen table and tosses it across the island and mickey who fumbles and drops the box on the ground. lip snatches it then, and carries it upstairs with him before mickey has a chance to react.
“fuckin’ thief,” mickey mutters under his breath.
“yeah, and you aren’t one?” tami retorts, and mickey flips her off with a scowl.
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ivyobriens · 3 years
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1x08  /  11x01
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heymacy · 3 years
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my ian & mickey playlists are linked in the two new sets i just posted but here are the links again just in case anybody wants them 🥰💛
“i’m fucked for life anyway” (mickey)
“i’m not broken, i don’t need to be fixed” (ian)
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I love you. Then get in the fucking car.
(insp.)
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a-shameless-us · 2 years
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Ch: Mickey Milkovich
show: Shameless (us)
[credit to @a-shameless-us ]
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gallavichy · 2 years
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If you’re busily writing ch 5 and loving life, ignore!
But if you’re having a rough time in any way, just wanted to send you a note to say that your writing brings joy to so many and we’re (virtually) here for you if the world is getting you down!
On second thought, I want you to feel the love of your readers either way! Have an amazing day, Gray.
Here’s a pic of Mickey Milkovich the dog being a cute mother fucker.
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omg he’s so cute and i love him 🥰🥰🥰
thank you for this sweet message! i’m doing great—just busy—but this made me feel better anyway! ♥️💕
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suckitharder · 2 years
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light my body up
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Ch 1: Mickey's lived a few doors down from the Gallaghers for the last five years. And in that time, he’s gotten to know every single one of them, begrudgingly growing to care for them, even. (Some more than others - except Frank, fuck that guy.)
Which is why he finds himself sitting on their nasty old sofa in their living room on a Friday night. Little did he know that that night, a freckle-faced fifteen year old Ian Gallagher would approach him with a life-altering question. And although he'd hoped, he never would have guessed how it would turn out in the end.
Ch 2: A few weeks after that fateful night, Ian is turning sixteen and instead of getting presents, he wants to give something away. His wish when he blows the candles out? To finally get fucked by Mickey Milkovich.
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restapesta · 3 years
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The Roads We Took, Ch. 1 - NOW LEAVING ILLINOIS
Ian Gallagher has had enough. Ever since his failed army stint and unforeseen diagnosis, he's been living in a state of haze, trapped in the confining prison of his mind and sister's coddling—but he's come to a decision, having finally reached his boiling point on the night of his nineteenth birthday, during his own fucking birthday party. Mind made up, Ian embarks on a journey to somewhere better, and, in a weird and unexpected twist of fate, somehow ends up on a road trip with his (former?) best friend's brother, Mickey Milkovich, all the way to fucking Nevada. And Mickey—the boy he kind of used to know—has an agenda for this trip, one Ian is forced to reluctantly follow if he ever wants to get away from Chicago and never have to think about it again.
Two boys, one car, five states?
No fucking way this won't go wrong.
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chapter summary:
They pulled away after a second, and Ian ignored the lingering heat of the touch, focusing more so on the spit he needed to wipe away. He did, pulling it over and against the fabric of his jeans. "It's settled then," Mickey said, wiping his own hand against the sleeve of Mandy's shirt, earning back a hey!. "I don't care if you need shit or if you gotta stop to pee, I'm going fucking now. So, you're either in or you're out." Ian sighed, knowing this could be the biggest mistake of his fucking life.
word count: 18.2k
chapter: 1/15
chapter rating: M
author's note: This chapter will deal with canon-typical topics, along with brief mentions of suicide thoughts and self-harm (both only mentioned and at the beginning of the chapter). The chapter is unbeta'd because I didn't feel like bothering anyone by editing this, so if you catch any mistakes, they're mine. Ian is in a pretty bad mental state, and most of his aspirations will seem far-fetched, but let's keep in mind who he is, as a person. With all that, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and, let's begin.
READ THIS CHAPTER HERE!
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iansphotobook · 3 years
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Mickey Milkovich and his “grimey white All Stars” (see ch. 2) during band practice in the Milkovich basement. Photographed by Ian Gallagher on 9/28/1999.
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tamiettitami · 3 years
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prompt: tami & mickey argue about something dumb while shopping at the store together and a passerby mistakes them as a couple — do they play along or start roasting each other or both?
"Which do you think Fred with like?" Tami holds up two onesies in front of her. She moves her hips side to side as if she's posing, but the pyjamas only reach her mid-stomach. One of the onesies is grey with a repeating design of navy blue rock ships and the other is navy blue with a bright blue and orange smiling dinosaur that says, "I'm roarly cute."
Mickey furrows his eyebrows as if he's thinking. He points towards the rocket ship design. "Really?"
"The little fucker can't read yet, why does he need words on his clothes?" Mickey retorts, which Tami simply rolls her eyes at.
"But he loves dinosaurs!" Tami whines, setting her arms by her side and pouting like a child who's just been told it's time to go to bed.
"He choked on one of those little shits before!"
"No," Tami emphasises by dragging out the letter O, "he put it in his mouth and sucked on it, I got it out before he had the chance to choke."
"What's the fucking difference?!"
Tami whips around at a double tap on her shoulder. She sees an elderly woman wearing a pair of bifocals and a floral blouse with hot pink yoga pants. The woman is wearing a pair of light blue flip flops by the brand Sketchers. "Can I help you?" Tami asks, her voice harsh with annoyance towards Mickey.
"I was married once, you know," Mickey's eyes go wide and he raises a brow at Tami, "I know the struggle of shopping for baby clothes."
Tami turns away from the woman, facing Mickey once more. A sly smile spreads across her lips as she stalks over towards Mickey, now standing at his side. She grabs his hand and intertwines their fingers. Surprisingly, this isn't the first time Tami and Mickey have been mistaken for a couple, so they wordlessly decide to go along with this poor old lady's deceiving thoughts.
"It's his second birthday, I just want it to be perfect for our little baby boy," Tami flutters her eyelashes.
Mickey scoffs, "And I'm just trying to be realistic."
The woman walks up to Mickey and sets a soft hand on his shoulder, "The man in a relationship is never right," she says in what is supposed to be a reassuring tone.
Knowing Mickey's fight or flight mode has been triggered, Tami puts her free hand on Mickey's elbow to hold him back and, when he takes a step forward, Tami hip bumps him to keep him in line.
"You're right, my husband isn't the smartest."
"All men are dumb," the lady says. She takes her hand off of Mickey's shoulder and he immediately relaxes. In the blink of an eye, she's gone.
Tami loosens her grip on Mickey, throwing the rocket ship onesie on the rack next to them. "This one it is!" She smiles, Mickey giving her friendly slap on the face in reply.
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