#Yevgeny Milkovich

[ninoochat]

Little domestic bitches

[mickeym4ndy]

hey u ever think about how Ian called Lip “uncle Lip” around Yevgeny when he took him which means he saw Lip as Yev’s uncle which means he saw himself as Yevgeny’s dad

[konaiiro]

We're supposed to hate each other, and I know a part of me still does. I feel it fading though, because in the end, I think we make a pretty good team. Translation Svetlana - Zhenya. (a nickname version of Yevgeny in Russian) Ian - Zhenya? Svetlana - Yes, good.

Had a tonne of fun with this quick painting for my first time doing @gallacrafts - theme 36: friendship, along with this ian and mandy painting too.

Late s4/early s5 is one of my favourite eras in the show, especially Ian, Svetlana and Mickey's little family. The concept of Svetlana teaching Ian her language is something i've never been able to be chill about; Russian is one of the only things she has. The drawing above is set post-s4, where Ian is still not fully recovered from his depressive episode. I can imagine the two of them bond as Ian stays home and takes care of Yevgeny.

[fictionalcharactersaremypassion]

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.

[iangallagherisadeadman]

the idea of svetlana and mickey being sooo good with numbers and yevgeny being absolute shit enlights me with such enthusiasm you guys have no idea

like listen just listen imagine little yevgeny being a disaster throughout all of his school life and struggling with math and physics and all that BUT he learns russian and ukrainian and other languages as easily as breathing and decides that for the future he wants to go to college for a language degree and specialize in translation

he likes things like literature translation which requires a lot of ability to properly convey an idea and sentiments when passing a text from one language to another, but he sees himself making a life with like legal translation, working with laws, regulations, codes, decrees and contracts etc and/or with personal texts specifically so he can help immigrants like his mother

[atthedugouts]

Love You Forever

"Can we be done yet?" Mickey sighs. Ian had insisted on going to the mall to get a birthday present for Svetlana.

"Calm your tits Mick," Ian tells his boyfriend. "You're more impatient than Yev and he's only five."

"Just pick one and let go," Mickey gestures to the two bags in Ians hands.

"Fine, I'll go with the cheaper one. Plus it's bigger so it can hold more stuff. Girls like that right?"

"How the fuck should I know?" Mickey says. He turns to Yevgeny who's been staring at the jewelry counter. There's a display with a happy straight couple, the man proposing to the woman with a sign that says Get Something That Says I Love you Forever that makes Mickey want to barf. "Come on little man, Ian is finally letting us leave."

Yevgeny happily runs over to his dad and Ian as they make their way to the check out. Mickey rolls his eyes as Ian is extra polite to the cashier. Probably because he used to be one Mickey figures.

As they leave the department store the alarms go off and security approaches.

"Can you come with me?" The fake cop instructs more than asks. Fucking perfect, Mickey groans, they'll never leave this damn place.

"I'm going to have to see your bag and receipt," the security says. Ian happily complies and gives Mickey a look when he was about to protest. When it turned out all items in the bag were accounted for the security guy let them leave.

"Fuck you very much," Mickey says as they finally get to leave. "Fucking pig ass store profiling us because we're poor."

They arrive home later then planned. Yevgeny runs into his mom's arms as Ian apologies for being late.

"We got you presents!" Yevgeny tells his mom.

"You did?" Svetlana asks, shocked by the gesture. Ian hands her the department store bag with a big smile on his face.

"Hope you like," Mickey says. "We almost went to mall jail for it."

Svetlana opens it to reveal the bag Ian picked out. She gushed over it and dumps the contents of her old bag with duct taped handles and started filling up her new bag.

"I also have present!" Yevgeny shares. Mickey and Ian look at him shocked.

"What present?" Ian asks.

Yevgeny reaches into his pocket and pulls out a ring. Svetlana takes the ring and starts thanking him over and over in Russian as realization hits Mickey and Ian.

"You fucking sticky fingers," Mickey says with pride. "You're the reason we got stopped by security."

"I just want Mama to know I love her forever," Yevgeny smiles as he looks at his parents.

[scarlet-witchery]

why do people think Yevgeny wasn't Mickey's son? in 3x06 there was clearly no condom used (not that Terry probably would have let Svetlana stop to get one), but there's no reason to think she wasn't using condoms with her regular clients. it's not Svetlana's fault that she was a tool used to rape Mickey—the sole blame for everything that happens in that entire situation belongs to Terry Milkovich and him alone—so why does it feel like it's just another way for people to shit on Svetlana for something that wasn't in her control? it's not as though she'd asked to get pregnant in the first place...

[hayscodings]

mother and son <3

[dailyshameless]

MICKEY & YEVGENY 5.06 ― "Crazy Love"

[burninface]

Gallaghers and their missing friends

(Gallaghers and a Mr.Gallagher)

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

svetlana was also a victim of rape in 3x06. svetlana shouldn’t have had to carry and raise yevgeny. svetlana did NOT want to have sex with mickey. that’s all.

[mickeym4ndy]

I can’t stop thinking about a fanfic idea where Mickey does 8 years in prison after season 5 as planned, and when he gets out he moves to whatever city Svetlana and Yev live in, determined to move on with his life.

And then 8 years later when Yev is like 17, they’re all back in Chicago for a few days because Yevs got a big soccer game or something for school. Anyway they lose the game. So afterwards, him & his friends sneak out of the hotel and end up getting into a fight with the other team and one of them gets injured so an ambulance is called.

And Yevgeny isn’t hurt or anything, just a black eye and bruised knuckles. So he can’t figure out why the red headed paramedic keeps looking at him like the guy has seen a ghost.

But then, his mom and dad arrive, ready to cuss him out for being so stupid. And Yev notices his dad and the paramedic look at each other with that same stricken expression that the red head was wearing earlier, and he starts to piece it together.

And so 16 years after Ian and Mickey’s break-up, Yevgeny meets his dad’s first love and gets to witness their long road back to each other.

[bubblegumbarbie33]

Honestly fuck John Wells for taking Svetlana and Yvengeny away because we could have gotten-

Yev, pointing at Mickey: Dada! :D

Mickey, like an animal staring down a vicious predator: Is it too late to leave him at the fire station?

Svetlana: You leave my baby at fire station I cut your dick off.

Ian: Mickey, you love Yev, and please don't get your dick cut off because I do love it very much-

[fictionalcharactersaremypassion]

Ian smiled to himself when he heard the front door open. Mickey and Lana immediately started bickering from what he could hear, she'd been in the kitchen when he walked in.

As for himself, he was with Yev in his room. The toddler was dressed in his onesie, all ready for bed. His head snapped up when he heard the sound of his father's voice.

"Who's that, Yevy?" Ian cooed.

"Dada!" Yev squealed, clapping his hands together.

"That's right! Dada's home," Ian agreed. "Why don't you go give him a hug before bed?"

He didn't have to tell Yev twice. He toddled out there in search of his daddy. Ian went to stand just outside of the room to watch, smiling softly.

"Dada!" Yev shrieked.

Mickey was in the midst of drinking a beer when he looked down to see Yev hugging his leg. with the biggest little grin on his face. He set it on the table. "Hey there, Little Man. You getting ready for bed?"

He picked Yev up, the boy's head automatically laying down on his shoulder. It warmed Ian from head to toe to see his boyfriend holding onto their son, rubbing up and down his back while still taking a drink of his beer.

"Somebody missed you today," Ian said, taking a few steps forward. "He's been looking forward to you coming home."

"He does not know better," Lana said on her way back to her own bedroom.

Mickey rolled his eyes, a tender look briefly coming over him a she looked down at his son. "Is that right? You missed me, huh?"

"Uh huh," Yev said sleepily. "I love you."

Mickey placed a hand on his back, saying quietly, "Yeah, I love you too, Kid."

[izzyspussy]

Traveling: Ian/Mickey & Svetlana & Yevgeny + Domesticity (series)

series summary: Where Ian gets diagnosed as bipolar and treated by the army and everything is generally very anticlimactic on that front. Meanwhile, Mickey is a good dad in spite of everything. And then Ian comes back home. Series currently rated T overall, but will become more mature.

just a child (that's all): Mickey & Svetlana + Trauma Recovery (1/1) Mickey is traveling, one step at a time. Mickey is not weak or a coward. He's trying. And he is succeeding. Rated T.

Various Connective Oneshots (0/?)

The Babysitter's Here: Ian/Mickey & Yevgeny + Getting Back Together (6/6) Ian miraculously makes it through basic training, gets medicated on army dime, and goes on an uneventful tour. When he comes back Mickey is waiting for him, with a little surprise. Rated T.

Aren't We Aging Well: Ian/Mickey & Everyone VS Terry (0/3) [direct sequel to The Babysitter's Here, in which Mickey discovers - to his shock - that he is more respected than Terry is feared]

[atthedugouts]

Yevgeny's Back to School Shopping Trip

Svetlana rereads over the list the Kindergarten teacher emailed her. Some things she expected like backpack, folder for homework, crayons, markers, glue sticks and other school supplies. Other items on the list made it feel like she was doing the teacher's shopping, soap, hand sanitizer and paper towels. Why did she have to buy these, America was supposed to be a rich country, do they not stock the classrooms? But that doesn't matter, Svetlana is determined for Yevgeny to be the best student and that means getting everything off the list.

They are in the shoe aisle in Wall Mart, Mickey is fitting new shoes on their son for the school year.

"Those are too big," Svetlana tells her husband.

"He'll grow into them. I'm not going back here in six months to buy new fucking shoes."

"He will step out of them," Svetlana says folding her arms across her chest.

"Calm down, we'll stuff tissues until they fit," Mickey notices the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles backpack in the cart. "Hey, I thought I told you not to get the fucking backpack. Ian says they got plenty of old ones we can use."

"I want new one," Svetlana says. "It's first day of school and I want Yevy to make a good impression. No Gallagher handy downs."

"Tough titties. Backpacks are expensive. Especially when you're making us buy a lifetime supply of paper towels."

"It's on list," Svetlana says pointing to her phone.

"It's out of our budget, right little man?" Mickey asks looking for back up from his son.

"I want turtles!" Yevgeny says, his blue eyes meeting Mickey's.

"Goddamnit," Mickey says as he rubs a hand across his face. "Hand me the stupid backpack."

Svetlana reaches into the cart and hands Mickey the requested item. Mickey looks around and then takes the shoes Yevgeny was trying on and slips them into the bag. The tag for the shoes are on the box so it won't set off any alarms when they leave the store when he hides them in the backpack.

"Put his size in too."

Mickey rolls his eyes but obeys and puts the second pair in the bag. Svetlana is pleased. Her son is going to be very good at this whole school thing.