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okay okay okay so I posted a song earlier that reminded me of gallavich but Delicate by Taylor Swift?? C'mon now. Credit to @1dog2dogblackdogbluedog for bringing it to my attention for a lot of them, but im about to do a MEGA POST about gallavich coded Taylor songs

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happy Valentine's Day to these men and these men only

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Okay I didn't realize I couldn't see the poll answers until it was done. I've slow burned MYSELF

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Okay. I stopped writing for awhile and went to roleplay, but honestly I'm missing writing so much it's crazy.

I've got all of these already started and at least halfway done.

Pls vote!

Edit: all of these have smutty scenes, all of them have more than one. I don't know why I worded these the way I did lol

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cam with facial hair will forever be my favorite, favorite thing to ever happen in the history of mankind.

Look at this walking sunset.

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can we please talk about this because I am unwell

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FUCK DUDE.

In season 4 episode 7 of shameless Mandy Milkovich says to Mick “You know what? Nothing’s ever your problem. For once, you know, make something your problem.”

And Mickey Milkovich spent the rest of the show making Ian Gallagher his problem all the way to their wedding. And that’s love.

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okay guys, so here's the deal. I've fallen into the roleplay trap. So, here goes this.

If anyone 18+ wants to roleplay on discord as either Mickey or Ian, I don't have a preference, please like this or shoot me a message.

I'm still writing my one shots, maybe even a chaptered fic if all goes to plan, but this is going to be fuuuuun

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this frame always cracks me up like cam was having the time of his life getting tossed around like a sack of potatoes lmao

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The way everytime I listen to Cigarette Daydreams I can only think about Cam and this cover. It's pure gold. It shudders my heart. If you haven't listened to it. Here you have it.

Ps. This is Cam's official YouTube channel.

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I need help. I am trying to get better at writing smut and could use some prompts to start off with. Anyone got some ideas they'd like to see written? I'm also working on writing more detailed stories, I feel like I focus more on what they're doing than how they're feeling and that drives me crazy. Anyway! Let me know!

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MEEEEE

me, seeing someone left me a comment: screaming, running around the room in circles, kicking my feet up in the air, jumping up and down, giggling to myself, squealing, wiggling, dancing around...

me, replying to someone's comment: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/62425876

Prompt from @callivich prompt masterlink.

Prompt: either Mickey or Ian has a wet dream. The other thinks they are having a nightmare until it's pretty obvious they are not.

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One of my favorites🥰

You are such a fuckin' barbarian.

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So... I'm working on Kindergarten teacher Ian but I saw a post about spiderman Ian, and then had a dream about it.

Mickey as a Southside criminal and Ian as the friendly neighborhood spiderman who's always there to wreck his plans.

(side note: Ian webbing him up while he's running his pretty mouth and being a brat. !!!!!)

I'm about to make this and I literally cannot wait

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Hi Michelle!! Let's try #43 for the new Drabble challenge

#43. "pick up lines only work when i'm drunk."

"ian. are you listening to me?"

"mhm."

"...i'm thinking of leaving tami and the kids so i can ride off into the sunset with joaquin. thoughts?"

"sounds good," ian says vaguely, eyes glued to the dark-haired man sitting at the bar. "i'm sure she'll understand."

"man, you've got it bad." lip shakes his head, amused. "just go over and talk to him."

ian doesn't even turn his head. "who?"

lip rolls his eyes. "the guy you've been staring at for the past hour, who looks like he's part of a biker gang and one second away from smashing a bottle over someone's head. "

"i haven't been staring," ian says defensively, finally peeling his eyes away from the bar. "casually looking, maybe. at his tattoos. and his leather jacket. and his ass."

"and here i thought you wanted to catch up with your dear ol' brother." lip sighs. "how naive was i to think we could have family bonding time."

ian sighs. "grow up lip, we're in a gay bar. the only reason i called you and not carl is because for some reason he manages to pull more guys than me and well, you're... you."

"what the hell is that supposed to mean?" lip asks, slightly offended. "are you saying gay men don't find me attractive?"

"are you saying you want men to hit on you?"

lip shrugs. "i'm just saying, if i really tried, i can definitely pull a dude. y'know, hypothetically speaking, of course."

"okay, mr. i'm-ninety-six-percent-straight," ian snorts. "so, you think i should go and straight up flirt with him? or should i buy him a drink first? or maybe wait for him to come to me?"

"i think you should walk out the door and douse yourself in holy water because homosexuality is a sin and you're going to hell," lip replies solemnly.

"you're no help," ian sighs, sliding out of the booth. "i should've brought carl instead."

"okay, now i'm offended."

ian waves him off and struts over to his target at the bar, tapping the man on the shoulder.

"i think," he starts to say, leaning up against the counter, "you owe me a drink."

the man raises his pierced brow. looks ian up and down and smirks. "do i now."

"because when i saw you from across the room, i dropped my drink on the floor, so."

the man takes a sip from his glass, shaking his head slightly. "pick up lines only work when i'm drunk, and i'm not even two drinks in yet."

"i'll cut to the chase then." ian holds out his hand. "i'm ian. and you are...?"

the man looks down for a moment, before pressing their hands together and shaking. "mickey."

"so, mickey." ian leans forward, still gripping mickey's hand, ghosting his mouth close to mickey's ear. "you want to get drunk, or you want to get out of here?"

lip sighs as he watches the guy immediately throw a twenty on the counter and both of them leave out the front door together without a backwards glance. just as he's about to leave as well, he sees out of the corner of his eye someone checking him out from the next table over. a man, specifically, with tan skin and dark brown hair who, if he's being honest, kind of looks like joaquin?

lip contemplates, for just a teensy moment, whether he should go over and talk to the guy. you know, strictly for scientific purposes - only to prove a point to his stupid little brother who ditched him at a bar to bang some random dude.

but then again, he doesn't think tami will appreciate him flirting with a man - or anyone really - just so he can prove ian wrong and shove it in his smug little face. so he leaves quickly without looking back and thinks it's best, perhaps, the other four percent inside of him is better left unexplored.