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fictionalcharactersaremypassion · 3 months ago

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Mickey didn't usually take the kid grocery shopping but this Saturday, Lana plainly told him that she was busy so he'd have to watch over him- which could've meant anything. He was fairly sure she'd said that so she could have some time to herself, and had problem with interrupting his time to himself.

Fuckin' fine.

So here they were, going through the aisles while Yev did his best to pull the cart, standing on his tiptoes to reach the handle.

"Daddy, can we get cookies?"

"Sure, whatever," Mickey answered distractedly. He was usually here alone, usually every weekend around the same time.

Yev cheered, tossing in the package of chocolate chip.

"Daddy," he said for the umpteenth time that morning, "what's banging mean?"

"What?" He turned to face his son.

"Aunt Mandy said you needed to bang people," Yev reminded him. Shit, he heard that.

Yeah, Mandy opened her big fucking mouth when she found out that he didn't have any weekend plans. Said he needed to get out there and bang somebody.

"Nothing, forget about it," Mickey wasn't about to explain any of this to a six year old. He tried to focus on the shelf in front of him but Yev was stubborn.

"But what does it mean?"

"Nothing," Mickey said, only for his arm to be tugged on relentlessly. "Yev, quit it!"

"I wanna knowww," Yev whined. "Please?"

What the fuck ever. "Fine, it means-" He thought about it real quick, "to hangout in a special way that only grown ups do. Got it?"

Yev looked thoughtful. "Oh."

"Yeah. Now let go and stand by the cart," Mickey ordered.

"Okay, Daddy!" Yev gave him a sweet smile, as if he hadn't just been a huge annoyance.

Mickey rolled his eyes, ruffling his hair. Fuckin' kids, man.

Thank God Yev wasn't prone to tantrums. He was going through the whole store bouncing and asking if they were going to get this or that and Mickey had to grab him by the shoulders, pulling him close.

"Ay, chill, little man. You want that pizza when we're done, right?"

Yev nodded eagerly.

"Then calm down and stay still," Mickey instructed.

"Okay!" Yev hugged him by the waist, refusing to let go so Mickey had to walk carefully.

"You're a little shithead, you know that?" He muttered.

"Just like Aunt Mandy is a bitch, right?" Yev chose that moment to increase his voice, so Mickey was pretty sure the people a couple of aisles over heard him. On this one, he received a few nasty looks which he ignored.

"Just keep moving," Mickey gave him a gentle push.

"But that's what you say," Yev said, confused. "Cuz Aunt Mandy calls you assface all the time."

"Jesus..." Mickey was ready for this shopping trip to be over already. Next time Lana was gonna take care of the kid. "Let's just go pay for this shit, alright?"

He ushered them over to the checkout area and if he deliberately chose the one with the fucking hot redhead, well it was his fucking business.

The one cashier, Ian, was possibly behind Mickey's reasoning for shopping on this specific day of the week at this specific time. he felt like a fucking teenage girl every time he came here, anticipating on seeing the guy and only talking for a couple minutes at most. But it was this interaction that, even though he hated to admit it, he looked forward to.

Mickey was putting their groceries on the conveyor belt, completely forgetting he had a six year old with him when his son marched up to the front after the customer in front of them went through.

"Hi!"

Mickey's head snapped up.

"Hello there, what's your name?" Ian asked kindly.

"Yevgeny. But my daddy calls Yev," his son said, then tapped his chin with his pointer finger. "He also calls me a shithead."

Ian snorted in surprise. Mickey's face was warming up.

"I didn't know you had a son," Ian said a he began scanning the items.

"Uh...yeah but I ain't together with his mom," Mickey said, trying to come off as nonchalant.

"That's cuz Daddy likes boys," Yev said promptly. "Do you like boys, Mister?"

Stop fucking talking, Mickey groaned internally. Fucking please.

He was about to tell Ian he didn't have to answer, and tell his own kid to shut the fuck up but Ian responded anyway with a big fucking smile.

"I do like boys," he spared Mickey a glance as he'd said it, filling him with fucking hope of all things.

Did this guy, the same guy that Mickey had been wondering about for weeks now - wondering because he didn't pine fuck you very much - just put himself out there that he was interested?

"You do?" Yev's face split into a wide grin. "Does that mean you'll bang my daddy?"

All at once, the time stopped, the earth stopped moving and Mickey thought he heard a faint gasp behind him. All the blood rushed to his face after that.

He wanted to die. Fucking die and let the ground swallow him whole. It would be infinitely better than this hell he'd found himself in.

Mickey didn't even want to know what Ian was thinking right now. He spared a glance at him, seein' his head ducked and shoulders shaking with laughter. "It ain't that fucking funny," he muttered.

Of course, Yev didn't get the fucking hint to shut up and just kept on blabbing. "Aunt Mandy says he needs to bang somebody cuz...cuz he needs to get out there!"

Jesus Christ, why didn't this kid ever shut up?

"Yev, go pick out some candy," Mickey said through grit teeth.

Yev beamed. "Okay!" He immediately went to pick out some candy bars, oblivious to the embarrassment he'd put his father through.

Mickey averted his eyes while waiting for Ian to finish scanning. "Uh, sorry about that, man."

"Don't worry about it," Ian's eyes sparkled with mirth. "He's a cute kid."

"Yeah, sure." He was a lot less cute in times like these. Or when he screamed bloody murder trying to get away from him when it was bath time.

He didn't know if he expected something else to happen or what, but nothing did. Mickey paid, pushed back his disappointment, then took all the groceries and Yev out to the parking lot to start loading up the car.

"You better stop repeating what your aunt says," Mickey scolded his son.

"Why?"

"Cuz-" The word died on his tongue when Ian came out of the store, still dressed in his uniform. He went right towards them, some longer pieces of hair bouncing in the slight breeze.

"Hi, Mister!" Yev exclaimed. "Are you gonna-" Mickey smoothly clasped a hand over his mouth.

"Whaddya need, man?"

"Your number."

Mickey was so surprised that he let go of Yev's mouth. "Yeah?" he said.

"I know you've wanted mine," Ian said, squinting against the sun that was over him. "Why else would you come in my checkout lane every Saturday?"

"Hey, man. Maybe you're just better at it than all those other morons," Mickey knew the guy was right, but he wasn't about to let him know that.

"It's not the only thing I'm better at," Ian winked. Mickey's eyebrows flew up.

And he may or may not have needed to adjust himself when the opportunity arose...

"What else are you better at?" Yev asked innocently.

"I'm really good at video games," Ian came up with a quick lie, giving him a warm smile.

"So is Daddy!"

"Maybe we can test that out sometime?" Ian handed him a torn off piece of a paper that had his number on it. He was already starting to walk away. "I'll see you later-?"

"Mickey," he said.

"I'll see you later Mickey," Ian said and then called, "and you too, Yev!"

"Bye!" Yev shouted. He looked up at Mickey. "Are you gonna bang him, Daddy?"

God, I hope so, Mickey thought.

#shameless #gallavich #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #ian and mickey #ian x mickey #yevgeny milkovich #shameless fanfiction

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palepinkgoat · 1 year ago

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psst - it’s kinktober. what are Ian and Mickey’s fave kinks? reply and pass it on

Mickey loves the feeling of being filled so much that he uses a plug keep Ian's come inside him now and then. He loves when Ian covers him up, holding him down, being rooted to the mattress if they fuck face to face. When Ian fucks him from behind he loves a hand in his hair, his head pushed down as Ian switches it up to hold him by the neck, whispering words that make Mickey's eyes roll back. He loves being submissive, but it's taken a long time to admit that that's what it's called.

Ian loves being in charge. He loves making Mickey wait. He likes edging Mickey and he loves wrapping his long hand around his neck. He likes holding Mickey's wrists and he likes to talk dirty while fucking him. He loves when Mickey refers to him as a Dom, because fuck does Ian get off on that. Dom top daddy, all the way.

Overall they just want things hardhardhard because they can't get enough of each other, and being rough makes them both feel alive in a way nothing else does. But then sometimes they start to slow down, and it's not rough anymore. Mickey likes being fucked slow, but still wants it hard and complete, and Ian always does what Mickey wants. Serves him. Mickey wouldn't let Ian fuck him slow for a long time. It made him nervous and restless. But now he loves it, loves the feeling of being cherished, loves Ian kissing him slowly as they fuck. It's a freedom he never felt before, and he's happy.

#this probably sounds dumb but I wanted to do it #forgive me

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mikhailosanlove · 3 months ago

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Sugar

Gallavich Kinktober 2024 @gallavichthings

Situational Prompt:

34. Public

Dialogue Prompts:

28. “Open your mouth for me, baby.”

33. “Suck on my fingers.”

25. “Look how good you take it”

Summary

Mickey and Ian met online and an arrangement of sorts has developed. Ian, who is rich, likes taking care of Mickey, buying him stuff and showing him off…..And Mickey, well Micky is very much OK with that. No other plot to speak of…...

AO3:

Sugar

Mickey wakes up alone, wrapped up in the soft and smooth sheets of Ian's huge bed.

Ian is the extremely hot, red headed adonis that Mickey has been seeing lately. His sugar daddy? Maybe. Mickey laughs to himself at the thought. Surely not? But Ian IS rich as fuck and he HAS really taken a shine to Mickey, might even be a little obsessed.

Mickey is fine with it. He’s making good bank hanging around with Ian.

Part of the deal seems to be that Ian literally puts large sums of money into Mickey's bank account. He “gifts" him money. Actual money. He also buys him lots of other gifts and gets him new clothes all the time (clothes that Mickey would never usually choose but he must admit, make him look pretty good), and lets him order all the room service he could ever want when they stay at hotels.

So yeah, whatever the deal is with Ian, it’s a good thing for Mickey.

Plus, Ian is hot as fuck. And he knows how to fuck. Jesus Christ, he knows how to fuck. He has a big fucking dick and he knows exactly what to do with it. Can make Mickey whine just thinking about that cock.

They met online a while back and had texted back and forth for nearly a month, flirting and swapping dirty pictures. Ian made it very clear, very early on that he was mesmerized by Mickey. That there was something about him that Ian just had to have. He started with the gifts soon after that and Mickey realised that Ian got a kick out of it. It turned Ian on to give stuff to Mickey. To reward him.

Ian started asking Mickey for more specific pictures, particular poses, certain props and stuff like that. Then he moved on to video requests. He would leave little requests for Mickey or little tasks that he wanted him to accomplish within the pictures and videos. Sometimes the requests were extremely fucking precise. Ian knew what he liked and he liked telling Mickey exactly what to do and how to do it and then he liked praising him afterwards. He liked telling Mickey he was a good boy and shit like that.

Mickey would have done it all for free to be honest. It wasn’t the kind of thing he thought he would have been into before - but with Ian he found it fucking hot. Mickey had found that he was really getting off on all the kinky shit that Ian wanted him to do. He liked pleasing Ian. He liked getting the praise. And the rewards weren't bad either...

So, by the time they finally met in person, the dynamic had been established and Mickey was fully on board with the little arrangement. And by the time he saw Ian up close and in person, (videos and pictures had nothing on the real thing) he was into the whole thing. Hook. Line. And sinker.

The first time they fucked was one of the most mind-blowing sexual encounters Mickey had ever experienced. Ian's deep voice telling him what to do, praising him when he complied and his hot, strong body moving Mickey wherever he wanted him. And that cock. Jesus that cock.

Anyway, from that point onwards Mickey was hooked and it continued like that. Ian called the shots. All the shots.

Ian liked Mickey to be available on demand. Sometimes Ian would text Mickey a time and place to meet, often with some instructions of what Mickey should wear or some other expectation he had. Other times a car would show up without warning and Mickey would be expected to go to Ian whenever he called for him.

Sometimes Ian would be in the car waiting for Mickey, ready to devour him as soon as he got in, totally indifferent to the presence of the driver or any other staff that might be there. Other times, Mickey would be picked up and there would be no sign of Ian for a while. Mickey would be brought somewhere, accompanied by some of Ian's staff while he waited, sometimes for hours, for Ian to be ready for him.

Mickey knew that Ian was very busy with his work. He didn't quite know exactly what Ian did or what kind of business he was involved in. Ian always gave vague answers to those types of questions. He would give out answers such as "imports/exports" or "investments". Whatever kind of business he was involved in, he was making a lot of money and he was very busy. Oh and another thing was very clear, Ian was definitely the boss.

Mickey rolled over in the expensive sheets and looked around the large room within the penthouse. Huge floor to ceiling windows displayed a stunning view over the Chicago skyline. Ian was so fucking loaded.

Mickey got up and went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and then he saw the note.

Morning baby.

You looked so good in bed, I didn't want to wake you.

Come to my office when you wake up,

I'm working but we can eat breakfast together.

Don't get dressed. Stay in your briefs. And wear the new robe.

xxx

Mmmm Mickey thought to himself, he was hungry and breakfast with Ian sounded good. He picked up the smooth, black, silk robe that Ian had given him the night before with his initials embroidered in gold, and slid it round his shoulders. It felt good. He felt good. He made his way to Ian’s office.

“Morning baby”, Ian called to Mickey from his huge dark oak desk as Mickey entered the office. Even from across the vast room, Mickey could make out Ian’s eyes turning dark at the sight of him, his mouth opening, his tongue wetting his lips. Their eyes locked and the electricity between them was palpable.

Mickey dropped his eyes after a beat and looked around the room, a little surprised to find it buzzing with activity. There were a few members of Ian’s staff around the big meeting table in the middle of the room, a few others hovering around Ian’s desk.

Ian’s staff were mostly all men, young men. Mickey recognised a few of them. One was the guy who always brought Mickey his fresh laundry, one was the one who cooked Ian’s food and designed his eating plan, and one was Ian’s assistant who often made Mickey’s travel arrangements or booked the hotels - he was now standing close to Ian, holding out a stack of documents for Ian to sign. Others were guys Mickey knew worked with Ian on business, whatever that involved.

“Morning” Mickey greeted nobody in particular and gave a little half wave around the room, receiving various nods in response. He suddenly felt very aware of himself and a little shy in his attire, pulling the robe tighter around his body. All the staff were in their normal day clothes, and here was Mickey, just in his underwear. Ian was already dressed in a fucking suit for Christ's sake.

“Come” Ian gestured for Mickey to come over to him and then patted his knee for him to sit on his lap and just like that Mickey forgot some of his self consciousness. Mickey licked his lips and smirked at Ian. Ian looked fucking hot in his stylish and expensive suit, looking all important and busy. He sat down on Ian's lap and snaked his arms around his neck.

“Hi” he said with another smile and planted a kiss on Ian's lips as he felt Ian’s big arms around his waist. Mickey knew that Ian liked this kind of thing. Mickey sitting on his lap and stuff like that and Mickey played up to it.

“You sleep ok?” Ian asked as he brushed some of Mickey's fly away hair from his forehead.

“Like a baby”

“I'm happy,” Ian grinned, “I like seeing you satisfied ”

With his eyes firmly on Mickey and never leaving, Ian picked up his near empty coffee cup from his desk and held it out while a staff member rushed over to refill it.

“And for you, Mr Milkovich?” The staff member looked at Mickey.

“Yes,” Ian answered for him, his eyes still stalking Mickey, “Mr Milkovich will have a black coffee with two sugars. But make it iced. It's hot today.”

Mmm OK. Iced coffee did sound pretty good right now. It was pretty hot.

Mickey fidgeted around on Ian's lap. Sure it was OK doing this for foreplay or whatever, but it wasn't exactly the most comfortable position.

“And to eat Mr Gallagher?”

Ian continued to stare hungrily at Mickey, never moving his eyes as he spoke to his staff, "Emmmm we will have pancakes I think. Mickey here likes pancakes. So bring a lot. And get the syrup. A lot of syrup. Anything else you fancy Mikhailo?"

Mikhailo? That was new.

"Sausage '' Mickey said suggestively as he stroked the back of Ian's neck and wriggled his eyebrows, already looking forward to finishing up this breakfast and getting Ian back to the privacy of the bedroom. Hopefully Ian would be able to get away from his work for a bit.

“Bring sausage” Ian called to his staff as he placed his hand on Mickey's bare thigh under the robe and rubbed softly up and down. “A lot of sausage”

Ian removed his hand from Mickey's thigh momentarily and reached for his coffee cup and took a sip. The coffee smelt good and Mickey wanted some too, didn't want to wait for the iced one Ian had coming for him. He playfully went to take Ian's cup from his hand and tried to take a drink.

"Ah ah" Ian said, waving his finger back and forth, "Not yet."

Hmmm. Ok then. Ian must have something in mind.

"I had a lot of fun last night." Ian said after setting his coffee back down on the table to a slightly perplexed and curious Mickey.

"I loved seeing the way you were so uninhibited" Ian's voice was low and it was stirring memories for Mickey of the night before, being held down by Ian. He felt his cock twitch ever so slightly and his legs fell open a little wider on Ians lap.

Ian placed his hand back on Mickey's thigh and they both watched as it traveled higher and higher up, caressing from outer to inner thigh and allowing the robe to fall to the sides exposing Mickey's thick milky white thighs.

Mickey caught his bottom lip in his teeth as Ian began pushing the legs of his boxers right up so that they were bunched up to the curve where his thighs met his ass cheeks and his thighs were fully on show. Mickey's cock was starting to get hard.

With one hand still caressing Mickey’s upper thighs, Ian curved his other hand around Mickey's waist and slipped it through the opening of the silk robe until it landed firmly on his hip, roaming up to his stomach and back down to his thighs.

Ian was caressing Mickey with such intent, all the time staring at him like he was his prey. His prize. Mickey could feel Ians cock hardening under his suit pants, firm against his ass and couldn't help but develop his own hard on at Ian’s touch. He was powerless around Ian. His touch was so powerful that every time Mickey felt it, he melted. Ian was so fucking hot and Mickey just could not get over being looked at and touched up in this way. The electricity he felt at Ians touch was scorching.

Ian's two hands continued to roam Mickey's body excessively. Over this stomach, his hips, his sides, back down to his thighs. Meanwhile Mickey melted further into Ian, leaning back into his chest while his breath got heavier.

Mickey looked down and watched as Ian’s two hands met over Mickey’s waist and slowly untied the belt of his silky black robe, letting it fall open completely exposing Mickey's body and his erection filled boxer briefs.

Mickey's initial instinct was to grab some of the robe to re-cover himself while looking around the room, remembering his surroundings and slightly snapping out of whatever trance he was quickly falling into with Ians touch. But Ian’s firm hands batted him away and allowed the robe to fall wide open so his hands could continue their exploration of the expanse of his body. His hands traveled further up to his chest and his neck, getting firmer as they went, grabbing whatever part of Mickey’s body they could.

Ian’s hands came back down to Mickey's pecks, where they began to grab and squeeze and pull at the skin. Ians fingers started to pinch his nipples, rubbing and rolling them, sending shivers over Mickey's body. His breath hitched further and he turned to see the smirk on Ians face.

Right then, the staff member/waiter approached Ian’s desk and came around to Ian’s chair where Mickey was splayed over his lap. A large glass full of ice and sweet coffee on a tray. Mickey was immediately embarrassed, his fucking boner was clearly visible through his boxers, his legs wide open and he was half naked for fucks sake with Ian groping his tits and pulling at his nipples.

Mickey moveed to straighten himself up on instinct but Ians firm arms locked him in place. And Ian didn’t falter, didn't move his hands from where they were, grabbing at Mickey's tits, nipples between his fingers. Instead, he looked directly up at the staff member, tells him to put the coffee on the desk and said thank you, while pinching Mickey's nipples even harder. More shocks and shivers radiate through Mickey's body and a little whine escapes his mouth. Jesus.

The waiter glanced down at Mickey, his eyes travelling up and down his exposed body before he nodded and walked away. Fuck. Ian didn’t seem to care who was looking at them, seemed to be getting a kick out of showing Mickey off, and making his staff embarrassed. Mickey looked around the room to the other staff who seemed to be mostly continuing on with their work, looking at their phones or laptops, seemingly used to looking the other way while Ian indulged himself.

Mickey decided he needs a drink of the coffee and reaches over to grab it but instead, Ian takes the glass and holds the straw up to Mickey's mouth for him to drink. The ice cold sweet coffee is refreshing and Mickey takes a gulp before smiling at Ian and turning his head to meet his lips. Ians tongue immediately licks inside Mickey's mouth and they kiss, sharing the cool sensation and tasting the coffee. As Ian continues to lick and suck at Mickey's mouth, he dips his fingers into the glass and pulls out an ice cube.

“Open your mouth for me, baby.” Ian says as he breaks the kiss. Mickey does what hes told and opens his mouth, his head rolling back on Ians shoulder and his eye lids hooded. Ians two fingers with the ice cube between them, slowly enter Mickey's mouth and push the ice cube around. “Suck on my fingers.” Ian commands as he pushes his fingers right to the back of Mickey's icy wet mouth. In and out, in and out as Mickey sucks.

Ian suddenly and a bit roughly pulls his fingers from Mickey's mouth and goes back to the glass of coffee for another one. This time, he brings it straight to Mickey's left nipple, lets the ice circle it and smirks as the nipple immediately stands erect and another shiver passes through Mickey's body. The ice cube travels over the right nipple circling there before tracing down Mickey's chest.

Mickey looks down at his own body, watches Ian’s hand move the ice, sees the glistening wet trail it's leaving behind, sees the sharp rise and fall of his chest and looks down to a wet patch of a different kind on his boxers. His dick is throbbing under his boxers. He thinks about covering himself again, but he's too far into this trance with Ian and he's powerless now, along for the ride. Ian will do what he wants with Mickey's body.

The second ice cube has almost melted and Ian leaves it to slide down Mickey's body as his fingers go back to the coffee glass for another. “We're gonna need another iced coffee” Ian says loudly to nobody in particular, without looking up. Mickey is aware of some movement among the staff in the room, moving to meet the demand.

Ian’s hands go straight to Mickey's crotch now. One hand pushing his legs open even further and the other bringing the ice to circle the tip of Mickey's leaking dick through his boxers, causing the existing wet patch there to expand. Holy fuck. Mickey's dick feels like it's going to explode. He involuntarily humps upwards chasing Ians touch, forgetting everything, craving, needing Ians touch.

Ian’s other hand starts to move lower, comes under Mickey's leg. Starts to peel back his boxers slightly. Under his ass. Mickey's hips move, start to circle, gently grinding down on Ian’s huge cock. The ice cube is now being trailed up and down Mickeys hard shaft by Ian’s right hand and he can feel the fingers of Ians left hand under his ass, creeping in through the peeled back boxers. Before he knows it, there's a finger there circling the rim of his asshole. Jesus fucking christ. Mickey is panting heavily now. His limbs are loose and he's practically sprawled over Ian, Ians strong arms still holding him in place. He feels Ian’s breath on his neck, a strong tongue licking up the column of his throat.

Suddenly Ian's right hand has passed the piece of ice to his left hand under his ass and now the ice cube is at the rim of his hole, circling there, through the pulled aside boxers while Ian sucks on his neck. Mickey barely registers the additional figure above them now, standing there with the second glass of iced coffee. It's hard for mIckey to focus on anything other than the sensations on his body, the ice at his asshole, the sucking on his neck, the tingling parts of his exposed body where the air is meeting the cool trail left by the ice, his nipples still hard and pointy.

“On the desk” Ian has pulled his mouth off Mickey's neck to give the order to his staff on where to put the coffee. As the waiter leans in to put the glass in front of Mickey, Ian pulls the boxers over to the side even more, exposing Mickey's hole and pushes the ice cube inside him. A full groan leaves Mickey's mouth as Ians fingers continue to push.

Mickey cant control his hips anymore. He's bucking up in the air and pushing back on Ians fingers, can hardly bear the feeling of the ice inside him and wants more at the same time. Next thing, Mickey hears a low growl from Ian and before he knows it Ians hands are pulling at his boxers, peeling them down his legs. Ian isn't actually going to take off Mickey's boxers right here in this office in front of these staff members is he?

“Off” Ian demands. OK, he is. This is happening. Ian maneuvers Mickey's body until the boxers are down at his feet and now Ian is reaching for his desk drawer and grabbing a bottle of lube and coating his fingers. He is back at the asshole, one finger inside touching the piece of ice in there, moving it around. Suddenly Ian pulls at Mickey's legs, pulls them up so his knees bend and his feet land on Ians thighs. He reclines further on the chair and moves his hand under Mickey's ass to pull his cheeks apart.

Mickey is absolutely fully exposed now. Everyone in the room is aware of what they are doing. And anyone who wanted to could see directly into Mickey's ass hole. Mickey doesn't bother to check who is watching. It half excites him, half terrifies him but he is in this deep already and now all he can think about is the electrifying feeling of Ian’s hands on him and the fingers pushing further into his hole.

Ians other hand moves back to his dick, holding the shaft firmly and stroking up and down, thumbing the slit. Mickey is panting loudly, his eyes rolling in his head and his hips moving around wildly. He can't believe this is happening.

“Look how good you take it” Ian whispers in Mickey's ear. “I'm proud of you”

Ians fingers in his ass are starting to pump faster and faster now, Mickey doesnt know how many are in there.

“OK enough. I need fuck you.”

Before he knows it, Mickys feet are back on the ground and he is being pushed forward, bent over Ians desk, strong hands holding him down.

He loves the feeling of the cool glass surface of the desk on his red hot cheek but the fingers are gone from his ass. Mickey is wild with want now, and needs something back in there.

He hears Ian’s zipper come down and feels the robe being shoved up over his ass and his ass cheeks being spread apart. Ok, he is about to get fucked right here in front of an audience. He briefly considers looking up, seeing exactly who is watching but then he feels Ian’s cock at his hole and he braces himself for what he wants.

Ian pushes in and Mickey is in heaven, its stretches and burns so fucking good and he is so turned on right now and so fucking full.

Ian starts to pound relentlessly. Working himself up to an almost frenzie.“So fucking good Mickey” his voice is fucking animalistic and he continues to talk as he fucks into him harder and deeper and faster. “I like fucking you whenever I want” “I like fucking your ass right here with my staff watching” “Everybody saw that amazing ass, saw how much you liked me fingering that asshole” “You look so good getting fucked here on my work desk.” “You look so good getting fucked while people are watching”, “So fucking good Mickey.”

Mickey cant hold on when he hears Ian talk like that as hes fucking him so good and so hard. He feels Ian’s hand back on his dick and almost immediately knows he's going to blow his load. Ian knows it too. He moves his other hand to grab at Mickey’s neck now, grabbing at his shoulders, pulling him up to a standing position, his left arm on his chest holding him up, his right arm pumping his dick furiously, holding him up on display as he pounds him from behind.

Mickey's whole body goes into spasm as he blows his load, feels like lightning shooting from his core as white streaks shoot out of his dick and spray across the desk in front of him. He tries to open his eyes but there is nothing but white, blurred vision. Ian thrusts hard one last time and grunts as he comes deep in Mickey's ass as Mickey just pants, floats, swims, sways, breathes.

A few minutes pass and Mickey is not sure what's happening in those moments. He feels Ian pulling out of his ass. Feels his come dripping out of his hole. Feels something wet and warm cleaning him. And then he's sitting on Ians office chair and Ian is pulling his boxers back up and wrapping him back up in his robe.

“I think we are ready for our pancakes now” Ian is calling to his staff. “And can someone come to clean this desk please?”

Ian bends down and gives Mickey a wet kiss, sucks his bottom lip a little and strokes his cheek. “You are fucking amazing Mickey”.

Mickey then looks around the room, properly looks. The staff are all returning to their tasks as if nothing ever happened. Ian hands Mickey his coffee with a smile and Mickey gulps it down. Gets his breath back. Thinks he's going to enjoy these pancakes now. He can hardly believe that just happened. But Jesus fuck it was hot.

#gallavich kinktober 2024 #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #shameless #gallavich #gallavich fanfic

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wh0lemilk0vich · 8 months ago

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what if… what if mickey accidentally gaining weight made him subconsciously let go of so many internalized hangups around toxic masculinity and internalized homophobia? like he just gets comfortable and he lives with only ian, who loves on him and worships him—and there’s no judgy gallaghers (lip) throwing jabs around. so he eats. he gets seconds and thirds of the dinner he and ian (mostly ian) made together, blushing just a tad at the warm, knowing, smile ian gives him. Mickey throws his favorite frozen nuggies and boxed mac’n’cheese mixes alongside all the organic bullshit ian has loaded the cart with. He licks the melted chocolate off his fingers that comes from the warm snickers ian keeps loaded in the glovebox for mickey to snack on during runs. and mickey gets sooo soft!!! he fills out in the most feminine fucking ways—hips, ass, low belly, thighs, and tits galore!!! he is so so round and bouncy!! leaving his clothes no choice but to let his ass cheeks hangout, tighten around his grab-able titties, and let his thick hips and belly be free from all compressing fabrics. and ian fucking eats it up—there’s more and more mickey and mickey seems less and less worried about acting or looking “gay.” completely unbothered by how curvy and breedable he looks swinging his dump truck of an ass around, absentmindedly cupping his tits and rubbing over his sensitive nips in comfort.

he’s become more comfortable in himself, more shameless about what he wants—not worrying about whether it makes him seem like the “dom top daddy” or not. it starts with food and getting fat, and then it grows into a comfort to just ask for what he wants. he wants ian to call him a greedy slut, a spoiled princess, a fat bitch—he wants to be feminized because this boy is giving girl! in his lacy bras and tight garters, crying over getting his ass eaten, having his full tits played with, slutting himself out the second ian looks at him like he wants to throw mickey against the nearest wall-

and, he couldn’t be any happier about it. he is living his true fat femboy life, not free of, but definitely not caged by all the learned toxicity—and he is truly the embodiment of fat and happy (and horny)

Ugh yes I love this femboy/feminization-kink! Mickey is so good to me. Ian gives him tacit permission, keeps encouraging all of his behaviors, drops little hints about how much of a turn on a pretty boy is, until he incepts the idea into Mickey.

At the same time, Mickey is growing, enjoying how accessible food is for them and starts getting obsessed with the way he's filling out. It's going to all the right places. He can't believe how hot he looks with his budding perky tits, his low soft hanging belly, his flaring dippy hips, thick jiggly thighs, and big, quaking, wobbling ass.

It's a delicious feedback loop because the more he grows the less Ian can keep his hands off Mickey, and the more physical he gets. He'll just come up behind Mickey, snake a hand around his belly, rubbing it and giving it a firm jiggle, his other hand snaking up Mickey's crop top to grope one of his pretty tits, tweaking a pink puffy nipple and coaxing a weak, slutty little moan out of Mickey's lips, "You're getting fucking big, babygirl. I like it..." And he punctuates how much he likes it by grinding his fat cock between Mickey's ass cheeks. He snakes a hand down the front of Mickey's obscenely tight little boy shorts, stroking his fat little cock as well as he can in the tight space.

He loves to dress Mickey up in pretty lingerie, different types of lacey little bralettes and pushup bras, cute little panties that dig in between his cheeks to show off just how big it is, the garters, the stockings, corsets 🤤🤤🤤

#misha speaks #gallavich #chubby kink #chubby mickey milkovich #chaser ian gallagher #gallavich au #shameless us #femboy!mickey milkovich #feminization kink

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catgrassplantdad · 1 year ago

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Feels Like a Dream

That tomorrow is Saturday and they can sleep as much as they want doesn’t matter much to them. They’d do the same on a Tuesday night if it felt right, if it felt like that kind of time for connection.

My final offering for @gallavichthings Kinktober 2023 Prompt: Collars Additional Tags: Dom Ian, Sub Mickey, Daddy Kink, Possessiveness, Fingers in Mouth, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Gentle Dom Ian, Sleepy Sex, Subspace Word Count: 6.5k Rating: Explicit

“Do you remember what I want you to call me when you wear this?” he asks.

Of course Mickey remembers. It’s one of his favorite parts.

#hi! i've been waiting to post this for like...five weeks? i'm excited #enjoy!#kinktober 2023 #gallavich fic #my fic #gallavich #gallavich kinktober 2023 #kinktober

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6mayhem · 3 months ago

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top ten men??

okay.....this is a long personal post BE PREPARED!!! to find me cringe after this

in no particular order and most are also gonna be fictional LOLOLOLOLOL starting with the real people tho

gerard way...what can i say..... just 10/10 who I'm trying to be. All my problems would be solved if I could 100% embody him body mind and soul circa mid 2000s because spiritually that's who i was born to be. also the music is good very good. does he even count as a man anymore everyone's a transgender nowadays. anyway i don't actually know anything abt him apart from the stage persona and that's the way I'm trying to keep it bc everything i learn about celebrities I learn against my will

manuel germanletsplay. god i was so obsessed with him as a teenager. for the americans: he was of the biggest german gaming/minecraft youtubers and national heartthrob among teen girls. everyone shipped him with his friends including me THE FANFICSSSS..... he inspired a lot of transgenderism in me due to his twinky nature and his piano talent and long hair and the fact he never (to this day) showed his face. his persona was like a real life creepypasta character when it comes to sex appeal

isak valtersen skam..... skam is like my longest running hyperfixations i first watched it circa 2017 and have been rewatching at LEAST twice a year since then. idc that it's a teen show.......... he contributed greatly to my transgenderism. I love manipulative teen guys who are just the absolute fucking worst when you look at it objectively. he was such a male manipulator the whole s1 arc rlly made him out to be such a mastermind supervillain it was so silly. and then he got rlly pathetic in s3 ❤️❤️❤️❤️ anyway awesome outfits also..And anger issues

mickey milkovich shameless.... don't feel like I need to explain. WHAT AN ARC !!! he's a terrible person but like somehow the most sympathetic character in the entire show. everything past s7 was such flanderization it made me mad as hell but before that waowwaow.....he deserved better. my meowmeow. would move mountains and literally kill people for the most average annoying guy ever (real mickey fans hate ian) (jk hes fine minus the last 2 seasons)

syd march antiviral. what a fucking freak. he's got everything. blood kink. appearance of a sickly victorian child. horrible daddy issues. bisexuality. a thinly veiled transgender subplot. he's just so slimy and greasy and you just wanna punch him the entire movie I love it. big fan. also a male manipulator..U never know how much of his weakness is real and how much is faked to gain people's trust. he's just like me when it comes to obsessing over random beautiful women!!

sven kretschmer from ich hasse liebeslieder. no one knows this book because it was posted in like 2015 on a german fanfiction website but it permanently changed my brain chemistry. wow. i love him so much. he's everything to me. eyeliner wearing bisexual emo with greasy black hair who canonically looks like gerard way and struggles with every mental issue under the sun. erectile dysfunction subplot. has an abusive father. my favorite band is only kj because that's HIS favorite band. you could trace back 90% of who I am as a person to sven. HE BECAME A TATTOO ARTIST ALSO THAT'S SO COOL!!! and he's the most loyal bastard ever just a kicked puppy kinda guy i love men who are really clingy in relationships. but at the same time he also has insane anger issues which I ALSO love in a man GRIN 😁 😁 😁 😁 😁 ^^^^ see above faves this is a whole archetype of guy for me

jack as you are.... See profile pic!! you already knowwwww!!!!! he's just like me fr. sheltered/seen as weak and sensitive and longing to be rebellious and do things to impress other men (in a homosexual way). maybe transgender? maybe killed his best friend/brother/lover!! again...greasy long hair YAYYY!!! the whole movie could be a forcemasc fantasy

mirco from this sorta obscure book called landeplatz der engel....his mother rejected him. the woman who took him in is a prostitute.... he says ableist slurs but is the least ableist person in the whole book...he wears a ring with a jewel in the shape of a boar head how cool is that?? and he stole a car. and does illegal car races. and ditched his girlfriend for his new male best friend. and he's secretly really traumatized but never wants to be a victim and gets mad when you imply his past affected him 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 idk I just love how he never pretends to be a better person than he is, but the opposite of it. He never gives himself credit for how kind he is

will graham... What a fucking freak(2). proves that your life isn't over at 30 you can still find the love of your life and do really weird shit because you decided that the only thing you care about is what a freaky european cannibal thinks of you.

adam saw....what can i say. he's awesome. he's transgender. he's funny. he's tragic. he's in love with a man twice his age while his brain can't decide if it should see him as a father figure or romantic interest. relatable to me personally

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

my oc neph bell because he's awesome and basically me

steve harrington and eddie munson from stranger things bc i still ship it (there's zero canon moments but idgaf about canon its stupid anyway) bc 1. Tragic blond failson with daddy issues and 2. eddie gave me aesthetic aspirations fuel for like a full year before i figured out who i wanna be. so yeah. I'm only a little bit ashamed of this

tyler durden fight club because yeah. and by extension the narrator bc the moments where he acted like a proper weird fucker were so funny and also meeeeeeee x3

nezumi no.6 you edgy fucker

mo folchart inkheart bc i always wanted him to be my father

kurt cobain

my other oc cesar liehmann bc he embodies everything i like re: blond men with anger issues who have to compensate for their average height by acting more confident than they are

free space for whoever i might be forgetting rn. I always have a LOT of thoughts about fictional men....

SHIN TSUKIMI FROM YTTD LOL I REMEMBER BEING CRAZY ABT HIM

max zerophilia... just completely embraces his sexuality and status as a Z. shamelessly in love with both luke and luca. HOT!!!! kind of bad at flirting but it works for him. AND HE'S ALSO HOT AS MICHELLE AND I'M BISEXUAL SO THAT'S THAT

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gallawitch1 · 11 months ago

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Fav Recent Fics - my fav gallavich fics posted within the last 5 months

Little One - Ian prides himself on being a Dom Daddy, but lately he’s been disappointed with his play partners. Mickey has recently stepped into the BDSM scene now that his father has died. One fateful night, their paths cross

Wanderlust: Before the 90 Days by @aeliagioia - Ian signs up for the dating site HotPinkInternational! Enter Piotr. He's 28, from Poland and they fall hard and fast. When money gets tight and Ian can't afford to travel to meet him, he auditions for a new 90 Day Fiance spin-off called: Wanderlust. He will fly out to Poland to meet Piotr and then they will travel together for three months. It's like a dream come true when he's cast. Shortly before his trip, the cameraman he'd gotten to know is replaced by a brash but facinating well-travelled Mickey Milkovich.

Infused Attraction - Mickey has to receive Iron infusions. Ian is a student nurse who is assisting the other nurses with the infusion. Mickey is interested in the redhead. Ian is seemingly interested in him too.

A Coat Or A Blanket - Mikhailo Milkovich died when he was 19. He spends his nights cold and alone, keeping watch over his own headstone. Ian is a small spark of light in the endless cold. It doesn't last very long.

#gallavich #fic rec #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #fanfic #gallavichfic

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fictionalcharactersaremypassion · 2 months ago

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"Yevy, dinner!" Ian called. The table was set for three since Lana was out and did not disclose what she was doing or where she was going.

He made a pot of steaming hot spaghetti, setting it down carefully in the middle of the table. Mickey grabbed a beer for both of them, his stomach rumbling. He was fuckin' starving.

There was the sound of heels digging into the floor, and there came their son, beaming. "I'm here, Een!" Yevy announced.

"Ay, no running in the house," Mickey scolded. "How many times we gotta tell you that?"

"But you said you didn't wanna see me run and you didn't," Yev argued with all the logic of a little kid.

Ian cracked a grin which he tried to hide. Mickey huffed through his nose. Fuckin' smartass.

"Sit down on the damn chair."

For a five year old, Yev looked very smug. "Een, did I win?" He did a poor whisper that Mickey heard clearly.

Ian stifled his laughter at the unimpressed look Mickey was giving them both. Shoulda known he'd get ganged up on by his boyfriend and son.

"Come here," Ian picked Yev up, holding him close. "You know, you're my favorite Milkovich but you can't tell your daddy or Aunt Mandy, okay?" He said in a stage whisper.

"Okay," Yev giggled. Mickey would deny it, and start throwing some punches around if somebody said otherwise, but it was kinda nice...or whatever to see the kid and Ian getting along like that.

Some part of him sorta wished he could bond with the kid that easily.

Ian kissed him on the head, setting him back down. Yev got up on the chair. "I'm hungry."

"I'm glad, but you have to be careful. It's hot," Ian advised, scooping some out for Yev onto a plate.

"Okay," Yev chirped.

"Mandy still working?" Ian asked, one hand on Mickey's knee.

"Yeah. Said she'll be back later."

"I'll save her a plate," Ian said.

"Why? She can make herself a damn sandwich or something," Mickey shrugged.

"Mickey," Ian rolled his eyes. He was going to say more, Mickey knew it, but then a sudden shriek from Yev had their heads turning rapidly in his direction.

He must have touched the bottom part of the plate where it was the hottest. Yev burst into tears, holding his hurt finger close to him.

"Oh, Buddy," Ian was on it. He tried to get Yev to show him but he was crying too hard and didn't want anyone else touching it. "Can I have a look at it, Yevy?"

Yev shook his head. Mickey didn't feel like feeling so useless, so he tried to help.

"Ay, let Ian have a look."

But then something unexpected happened; Yev didn't turn to Ian for comfort like he usually did. Instead, he launched himself into Mickey's arms, his face burrowing in his shoulder.

It caught him off guard. Surprised Ian too, but he recovered faster.

"Daddy, it hurts!" Yev sobbed.

Mickey hesitantly rubbed his back. "Yeah," he said lamely, "it will for a bit."

He really wasn't sure what to fucking do. He didn't know how to handle the kid, and it wasn't helping that Ian was making those damn doe eyes.

"You're doing so good, Mick," Ian said softly.

Good? Mickey barely did anything.

"Just keep holding him. He'll be okay. We'll just have to run some water over it."

Ian was always doing that, trying to encourage him when it came to Yev. It was hard to believe. Mickey just wasn't father material. Not like he'd ever had anyone to show him what a good one looked like.

Maybe he could try.

"You're, uh, okay," Mickey muttered. "You're fine, kid. I gotcha."

It took a couple of minutes for Yev to stop crying. A couple minutes of Mickey murmuring shit he didn't even know was helping or not.

By that time, he was somewhat calmed down, besides his red-rimmed eyes and tear tracks on his cheeks. Mickey didn't know why the sight made him have this weird pang in his gut.

"You gotta watch next time, okay?" Mickey said, doing his best to keep his voice gentle like Ian would. "Ian told you it was hot."

Yev had his head leaning against his dad's chest. "I know," he sniffled. "I didn't mean to."

Those four little words brought Mickey back to when he was a little kid looking for attention and approval from Terry. He'd said those words, usually after an accident of some sort, but it never helped. If anything, it seemed to enrage Terry even more.

It wasn't the life he wanted for Yev. He wasn't sure how he felt about the little fucker yet, maybe there was some part of him that did love him, but the fucked up way he'd been conceived still haunted Mickey and made it really fucking hard to bond with him the way he was 'supposed' to.

"Yeah," Mickey said quietly. He smoothed down his son's unruly hair. "Yeah, I know. You, uh, wanna try eating again?"

Yev gripped his shirt. "I wanna stay here."

"You wanna sit on your dad's lap?" Ian said with the biggest smile on his face. Yev nodded, peeking up at Mickey as if he was worried he'd be forced off.

It made something warm come alive in Mickey.

"You really want to?"

Yev nodded again.

Mickey looked at Ian, a bit of a frantic gleam in his eyes because what the fuck should he say to that?

His boyfriend just smiled in return, letting this next move be Mickey's choice and not his own.

And well, fuck it.

Mickey felt weird about it, letting him stay there and eat like that, but that's what he did. He kept one arm around Yev so he wouldn't fall, that warm sensation returning when Yev leaned back against him in contentment.

#shameless #gallavich #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #yevgeny milkovich #ian and mickey #ian x mickey #shameless fanfiction

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gardenerian · 2 years ago

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No, but it could be so much worse. Ian and Mickey having a barbeque with their daughter because they just scream girl dads, and their little girl getting excited for the salad.

"I want daddy's tomatoes!" with the biggest grin on her face.

Or, Ian calling her his little sunflower.

his.........his little....,.,,, his little sunflower......... hoooookay. you know that feeling of like. absolute calm. total clarity. utter peace... that comes right before you absolutely lose your entire shit? i am feeling this right now. my brain is a still pond. smooth, nary a ripple. but...... little sunflower........ i will soon implode and become nothing but confetti. that's the cutest shit i have ever heard in my LIFE. lil cherub all excited to eat some tomatoes cOOL. mickey will be like wtf someone get this kid some pringles STAT askjfh i am TICKLED BEYOND BELIEF.

#this is organized crime btw #i fully believe this #are you all DMing behind my back #jk... unless?#mel answers #🍅 ian #food

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starcrossedsoulmates84 · 2 years ago

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Gallavich Meta questions, part 1

Answering some questions from @gallavichmeta's thought-provoking post:

If you could write the Gallavich HOS episode - what clips would you choose and how would you write the episode?

Oof, I feel like there are things I would definitely change about the Gallavich HOS episode, but most of those have to do with the parts that weren’t the clips. Like, instead of Ian telling Mickey he only has 88% of his heart (yikes 😬), I would have him focus on being affected by Ned dying because he was part of a formative part of Ian’s life, then maybe the episode could’ve focused on defining moments of their relationship and Ian giving Mickey a hard time over being jealous...I don’t know if that would’ve been very Ian/Mickey, but I have to think it would’ve been better than going from Mickey only having the majority of Ian’s heart to Mickey thinking about stealing stuff/Ian randomly dancing with a guy at the gym to them having daddy issues.

As for video clips…I feel like a few seconds of the clip from the episode when they first hooked up would’ve been fitting, followed by Mickey being jealous of Ned, then kissing Ian for the first time, their kiss in the club, Mickey coming out, them reuniting in prison, Ian’s proposal after beating up Byron and friends, then their wedding.

We see Ian call Mickey his husband a few times in s11, when do you imagine was the first time he said it and how did he feel? And when do you think the first time Mickey said it, and how did he feel?

I think the first time they said it was on the dance floor while they danced to “Perfect” at their reception, which led to a semi-hasty exit and onto the hotel room where they proceeded to call each other “husband” while consummating their marriage. I could definitely see that being a word that makes both of them melt into the other when they say it.

Post- finale: do you think Ian got Mickey a present for their anniversary? what do they talk about when they get home?

I don’t know if I think Ian got him a present. It kinda felt to me like Ian was wanting more of an acknowledgement from Mickey and maybe to go out for dinner to celebrate their anniversary. I could see Ian asking him if he wants a gift and getting him something then.

When they get home, I think they’ll talk about how surprised Ian was when he walked into the Alibi, which will lead to a super sappy moment where Mickey looks at him and says, “How could you think I would ever forget that date?” which leads to lots of sex.

“Does he get that look in his eye when he’s with you?” When do you think Ian saw that look in Mickey’s eyes? When do you think Mickey saw that look in Ian’s eyes?

I think Ian saw that look in Mickey’s eyes during their semi-date when Ian stays over with Mickey in season 3. I think that’s when their relationship really started to turn, and Mickey started to let his guard down.

If Mickey was looking for it, I think he would’ve seen it in Ian’s eyes when he comes to see him at the store in season 2 and tells him he’s nothing but a warm mouth. The hurt that was on Ian’s face when he said that was a dead giveaway that he felt so much for Mickey.

#gallavichmeta #Ian x mickey #Gallavich ponderings

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billkaulitzwife · 2 years ago

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i js realised i never did an intro post.

okay whatevs

I'M ADARA (uh-dhar-uh) call me Addi :)) I'm biromantic and demisexual :)) I use they/she prns pls be respectful.

My socials are in my bio, goldens. :?)

I'm obsessed with emo shi, im a lana del rey stan fight me, i love the group on youtube. FIGHT ME.

I'm a writer, obviously. I'm a minor so pls be considerate to asks. urm.. I'll write for any of the following fandoms...

(any characters not listed i wont write for, sorry pookies theyre out of my comfort zone)

The Breakfast Club

Allison Reynolds (the basketcase)

Andrew Clarke (the jock)

Brian Johnson (the brains)

Claire Standish (the princess)

John Bender (the criminal)

The Outsiders

(every1s fav)...

Ponyboy Curtis (my little pony, twin brother)

Johnny Cade (bbg)

Dallas Winston (daddy)

Darry Curtis (eldest brother)

Sodapop Curtis (middle brother)

Two-Bit Mathews (AUGH)

Steve Randle (daddy)

South Park

Kenny McCormick (bastard)

Eric Cartman (fatass)

Stan Marsh (cutie)

Randy Marsh (ykwim girlies)

Kyle Broflovski (jew)

Timmy. (Yes bc he slays (Timmeh))

Shameless (The Newer Seasons)

Fiona Gallagher (AUGHHHH)

Lip Gallagher (dilf)

Ian Gallagher (filf)

Debbie Gallagher (milf)

Carl Gallgher (cilf)

Kevin Ball (dilf)

Veronica Ball (milf)

Mandy Milkovich (EMO MOMMY)

Mickey Milkovich(filf)

I think that's it. Idk... but yeah lmk whatcha want bbg, mommys got it. (i am so cringe my apologies)

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rayrayor · 1 year ago

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WIP Wednesday, kinda…..

@sam-loves-seb Thank you for the WIP Wednesday, as I am a slacker it’s WIP I spaced it Friday

So this is my story on AO3 , Poptarts for Papa. One chapter to be wrote . It’s Galladads , the early years

Like tonight there was a chill but the house warm. Something rich and savory was coming from the kitchen . The chatter and laughter drug him like a magnet down the hall. He leaned in the doorway taking in the scene. These three were at the best of time up to what could only be called antics or shenanigans. Ian and Liam were cutting on the well oiled boards and Lily sat chewing on a spoon on the counter. Now that was not unusual. What was unusual is the mound of chopped pieces , all onions. All three Gallagher’s were also donning pool eye goggles and pink dish gloves , with flamingos . Lily being so small the gloves were almost to her shoulders. Ian they were super tight.

“ Aye Do I want to even guess what’s happening here? Cause I think this time I actually may need some more hints. Also any good snacks around here.?”

” Mick dinner is happening soon, your gonna love it , can you wait ?”

” Pop doing an experiment. If we don’t get the onion on our skin or in our eyes no tears. Here if you’re gonna be in here put these on please. 9 onions no tears .”

” Umm yeah pops does not even swim , you want me all bug eyed and Alien looking like dad?”

” Papa Liam says googly glasses are safety and uncle Iggy says safety third. “

And who could argue with that three year old logic . So Mickey former prince of the Southside hood rat with knuckle tats and cartel connections strapped on the glasses, gloves and took a selfie with his family. Domesticated shit talking trash just loving his life. He got an approving pat from Lily as he hopped up next to her.

” so what smells good and what’s happening with all the onions after this , it’s a lot of onion rings.”

“ Mick you know that French onion soup you love “

” um cheesy shit and bread, ya man “

” well we can make it in the instant pot in like an hour. We broil the cheese and bread over it after it’s done.”

“Doing that with salad . Made a big chocolate tart while little miss was pretending to nap .”

Liam and Ian chatted about how Liam could write up his assignment when Mickey noticed a crumpled bag of chips next to him. Ian and Liam were now sautéing onions before they started the instant pot. He could sneak a few chips without Ian….

“ Holy hell Ian what is wrong with these chips , they are like soggy as.. butt. This is why we don’t need at fancy chips from Whole Foods. And I can’t see with these fogged up glasses. Are they quinoa, chickpea, recycled newspaper , what Red what?”

” Lily spit”

Liam began laughing as Mickeys brows arched out of the eye ware. Lily reached for the bag which Ian quickly took and gave her a very stern

“ Lily daddy said no “

” papa ate a chip “

” papa ate your spit , a bucket full. Really Mick gagging in the sink , are you three too?”

Mickey spit. “ punk I love you but why.”

Her face scrunched up and her brow matched Mickeys to the inch .

“ Daddy said could have cheese snack or banana snack cause we gets cake tonight . Wanna the chips papa, said please . Daddy’s says no Lily even tho I saids please.”

” E what happened then.?”

”Like I said your daughter pretended to nap . Snuck the bag in . Did not eat said chips but licked all the flavoring.”

He punctuated each word with the slap of the knife on garlic.

” EVERY. DARN. CHIP “

#gallavich fanfic #gallavich fic #mickey milkovich #shameless fanfiction #ao3 link #wip wednesday #liam and lily #lily and her dads #galladad girl dad #galladads #poptarts for papa on ao3

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crossovereddie · 4 years ago

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Thoughts on S11xE3

Me being a mom means now these recaps will be up at random times unlike when I used to be on a schedule. Let’s get right into it. Again I’m not a spoiler free blog. This post is one big ass spoiler.

Wtf was that intro

Great now my wifi connection is fucking up

I’m actually watching with my husband so if he says some dumb shit I’ll let y’all know

Debbie is hella annoying damn

Fred’s room is so calming

OH MY GOSH WTF

THAT WAS OUT OF NOWHERE

OH MY GOSH

AN EXPLICIT SEX SCENE?!

IS THIS REAL LIFE

WHAT

Okay I’m in shock I had to pause

“I mean....it’s kinda hot.” I HATE MY HUSBAND BYE

We started that scene over lmao

DIRTY CONVICT

HANDS AROUND HIS THROAT FUCK THATS WOW

A JONAS BROTHER PLS

JOE ALDNRSkdbd

“Joe was my fave too” seriously I hate my husband 😂😂😂

IM TOTALLY NICK

BITCH NICK JONAS WAS MY FIRST TRUE LOVE

MICKEY REALLY IS MY SON

“Jonas loving slut” that’s me

“I’m gonna get you pregnant” IMFUCKING SCREAMING

REALLY I SCREAMED

“If you scream again and wake Gid up before we finish this scene I swear to god we’re done” I HATE MY HUSBAND SOMEONE COME GET HIM

PRISON PORN

POWER BOTTOM

I WILL PASS OUT

COLOR IT ORANGE AND CALL IT IAN STFU

We had to pause and rewatch that scene a few times

“So would you fuck Mickey or ian if you could?” “Uh....i don’t know man. Maybe ian. He looks like an emotional lover and you know I’m vanilla” “he just had his hands around mickeys throat” “It looked soft....Do that later ” have I mentioned how much I hate my husband?

Okay wtf Debbie but I also laughed

“Why can’t little miss sunshine wear pants?” Thank you Carl

Did frank say “you are”??

“Well who sticks it in who” oh god

“Mines wider which is the only metric that matters” he’s not wrong

They’re fighting about who is prettier this is all I’ve ever wanted

I actually love them so much guys I’m so fond of both of them not just Mickey WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN

ugh tami

Hubs: “She’s hot....oh but we hate her” me: “yeah she’s hot but where’s my girlfriend”

I love how gallagher Mickey is in that scene 😭😭😭😭

Mickey Gallagher 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

No Liam don’t leave her lolololol

Kev would be a tp hoarder

VERSOCKY

Hub: “I want that tracksuit” “I will leave you”

WHERE IS MY GIRLFRIEND

I NEED MY GIRLFRIEND

I MISS HER PRETTY FACE

HE TOOK HER TO THE WRONG SCHOOL THATS SO FUNNY

WHY DID I LAUGH SO HARD

Frank tried

Ugh bye Carl

SHES CALLING HIM BILLIE IM DONE

WHERE THE FUCK IS SANDY

Aw Kermit and Tommy made up

Hi Mickey baby I love you

MICKEY WORKING OUT

“since I married a body shamer” BABY PLS

Mickey is so pretty wowowowowow

KEGGY BANK

I hate that these dumb jokes have me laughing

My Mickey is so smart

HE SAID SWOLE

Omg the flexing more like when I “flex” my baby’s arms and tell him he’s a strong boy after tummy time 😭😭😭😭😭

Now I’m thinking of Mickey as a tiny baby and I wanna cry

I told my husband this and he rolled his eyes 😭😭😭

DAMN YOU TELL HIM IAN’S COWORKER!!

Why are they so caught up on this

Oh no brad’s baby 🥺🥺🥺

Put your fucking mask on Tami it’s a hospital

Still waiting for Sandy

“Rain girl” another stupid joke that made me laugh

Franny is too cute

I really hate Carl’s storyline

SANDY

BABY

GOSH SHES SO HOT

HELP ME RELAX INSTEAD

FUCK SHES SO HOT

IM SO IN LOVE

“If you left me for her I’d understand” thanks hubs. If you left me for ian I’d understand too

Okay bye kev I need more sandy

I’m the #1 Sandy Milkovich stan

I wish we could’ve gotten more seasons with her 😭😭😭

Oh gosh kev

Who thought “hmm. Let’s make the crazy cop who abuses their power a black woman”???? This show is so fucking ridiculous most of the time

How ooc Mickey loves working out

Mickey with the Alibi crew is always my fave

Remember how supportive they were when he came out

I hate Tami :))))))))

Fuck

Sandy

Pls

Aunt Fiona :(

Is “fuck if I know” Mickey????

He better be in the family group chat

I FUCKING HATE CARLS STORYLINE

I just want ian to have a job he loves somewhere he’s respected

I’m proud of you ian

Mickey has the best arms

“Put some pants on you’re turning me on a little bit” MICKEY

Mickey is so fucking smart

My baby

You make me so proud

I love the way he says Jesus

“Man swole”

BABYFACE

BOUFANT

Me as V breaking up the fight

“Or they” I love franny :(

Fuck frank I need a franny and uncle mickey day

Oh no....

They’re really gonna do this to frank huh?

I’m actually sad

I honestly didn’t see this coming

I mean I kinda figured something was gonna happen to frank since it’s the last season but this isn’t what I was expecting

I’m just assuming at this point btw

Yes V pls parent them

YOU TELL THEM V

Pouty Mickey :(((((

Lip is the best person

I love this tattoo scene

Frank nooooo

Why am I getting emotional

So is hubs

Ugh sandy I love you

Debbie sucks man

“I’d divorce you but you never signed a prenup”

“Fuck you cop” MICKEY PLS

DEBBIE SUCKS

TELL HER LIP

Yikes

Maybe don’t tell her that

She is hella annoying though and doesn’t take any responsibility ever

FRANNY IS THE BEST 😭😭😭

MICKEY CALLED IAN DADDY

DADDY

OH MY GOD

Uber masculine slut

OH MY GOD!!!!!

NICK JONAS

THEYRE FUCKING TO A JONAS BROTHERS SONG

OH MY GOD

This episode man.....wow.....I don’t even know what to say. All Gallavich aside though I really am enjoying this season so far! Again sorry for the random posting time. My husband and I really missed watching the show together and this was our only free time. I cant wait to rewatch this episode later! I hope y’all enjoyed watching as much as we did!

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