#gallavich x daughter!reader

[elizabethsnuts]

Hi could you write something with Ian&Mickey where they a young daughter and she getting bullied bc she has two dad?

Always Got Your Back

Gallavich x Daughter!Reader

Summary: You are getting bullied at school for having two dads and no mum, Ian and Mickey always have your back.

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Ian had always known parenting wouldn’t be easy, but nothing could have prepared him for the situation he was dealing with now. You had come home from school in tears, and it hadn’t taken long for Ian and Mickey to get to the bottom of it. You were being bullied because you had two dads.

Ian sat at the kitchen table, staring at the untouched cup of coffee in front of him. Across the table, Mickey paced back and forth, his face a mask of fury. Ian knew that look all too well.

“No kid should have to go through this shit,” Mickey growled, fists clenching and unclenching.

“I know, Mick, but we have to handle this carefully. What is everyone going to think when they hear that her dad fought another kid's parent.” Ian said rhetorically, trying to keep his voice calm.

Mickey stopped pacing and turned to face Ian, his eyes blazing. “Carefully? You think we should just sit back and let our daughter get bullied? I want names.”

Ian sighed, running a hand through his hair. "No, but we handle this the right way. We talk to the school, we talk to their parents. Y/N doesn’t need you in prison again."

Mickey paced the room, his anger barely contained. "And what if that doesn’t work, Ian? What then?"

Ian stepped closer to Mickey, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "Then we figure something else out."

You walked into the kitchen where your dads were talking, though you did hear everything they said. You looked between Ian and Mickey, your eyes welling up with tears. "I don’t want you to get in trouble, Papa," You said to Mickey.

Mickey's resolve wavered at your plea. He knelt beside you, taking your tiny hands in his rough ones. "I won’t, N/N. I promise."

Ian knelt down next to the two of you, pulling both of you into a tight embrace. "We’ll get through this together, Y/N. We’ll make sure the school knows what’s going on, and you can always tell us what’s going on in school because we’ll handle it."

The next morning, Ian and Mickey walked you to school, holding your hands tightly. They met with the principal, explaining the situation and demanding action. The principal assured them that the school had a zero-tolerance policy for bullying and promised to address the issue immediately. Though they knew schools usually do nothing.

You went to school as normal, going to your class and learning to read and write. At recess, you were playing in the sandpit when the boy who had been bullying you came over.

“You’re playing by yourself again. It’s because you're a freak!” The boy teased. You usually played with your friends in the sand, though they were out sick today.

“Indie is sick today.” You frowned and bit back, your dads always taught you to at least stand up for yourself. “Charlotte is on holiday.”

The boy rolled his eyes. “Yeah, whatever. Mother’s Day is soon, gonna bring your mum in? That’s right you can’t! Because you’re a loser who doesn’t have one!”

“I’m not a loser…” You frowned. You didn’t know what else to say, you didn’t even know why he cared so much.

“Yeah, you are! Everyone needs a mum!” The boy stated. He stole your hat off your head and kicked sand at you, running off.

When you got home, you immediately told Ian and Mickey. They were furious the school wasn’t handling it and instead were letting this kid get away with bullying you.

"Fuckin' kids," Mickey muttered under his breath, his jaw clenched tightly. He was known for being tough, but his heart broke seeing you distressed like this.

Ian ran a hand through his hair, his face etched with concern and anger. "They promised they'd handle it!"

Mickey scoffed, his frustration bubbling over. "Handle it my ass. They ain't doin' shit. Look at her!" Mickey gestured to you while wiping away your tears.

“Daddy, Papa? Am I a freak?” You sniffled and looked Mickey in the eyes.

Mickey shook his head. “No way. You’re not a freak at all. They’re just assholes that have nothing better to do than keep pickin’ on you all day. But you’re tough, you’re not gonna let their bullyin’ get to you are you?”

She shook your head quickly. “No, I’m not gonna, Papa. I’m tough.”

Mickey smirked and ruffled your hair. “You’re tough alright, what would the south side be without you?”

“Are you and Daddy going to sort it out if he doesn’t stop?” You asked, hoping they’d say yes.

Ian nodded. “Of course we will, Don’t you worry about it.”

You hugged your dads tightly, knowing they always had your back and would always protect you. Even if that meant going full south side on other parents.

[f1rewr1t3r]

Rq! Mickey and Ian who adopt/foster an angry teenage girl (that’s the only type of person I could ever see Mickey looking after.)

based on this request ☝️☝️

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Summary: When Ian and Mickey’s foster daughter defend them.

Gallovich x Adopted!Daughter!Reader (platonic)

~Mickey and Ian pov~

It was a random Tuesday morning and Ian and Mickey were laying in bed after a very…eventful night. Ian had been thinking about fostering, or even adopting for a few weeks but he didn’t know how Mick would react to it. So he made an appointment with the foster system. An appointment Mickey didn’t know about. “Hey, Mick, cmon we gotta go” Ian said before sitting up and stretching. “The fuck you mean we gotta go, where the fuck we goin,” Mickey asked confused as to where they might have to go. As Ian started getting dressed he said, “I made us an appointment.” Mickey stood up before staying, “The fuck kinda appointment we gotta go to at,” he paused and looked at the clock on the nightstand before continuing, “9 in the fuckin mornin?” Ian sighed, “Just get dressed and I’ll tell you on the way there.” Mickey just sighs and grumbles some curses before getting dressed and following Ian out to the car.

The started driving to the agency office, before Mickey finally asks, “so where the fuck we goin?” getting impatient. Ian hesitates before saying, “We’re headed to the DCFS office.” He says in a hesitant tone. Mickey has a confused look on his face before saying, “the fuckin child and family services place, what in the holy fuck are we going there for?” Ian looks over at Mickey, “Because I think we should foster a kid, I really think we should up our relationship and try having a kid and look it’s just fostering right now so if it doesn’t work out then we’ll know. But I mean you’re great with Franny and I think this could be a good thing for us.” Mickey thinks for a few minutes. “You know what fuck it why the fuck ye ru not, but ain’t raising no my little pony fuck ass kid ok,” he says. Ian laughs, “Mick you couldn’t raise a kid like that even if you tried.”

They pull into the DCFS parking lot and after a few minutes they go in and meet the case worker. She comes out in a typical office outfit and greets Mickey and Ian with a smile and a handshake. “Hi you must be Mr Gallagher and Mr Milkovich,” she said in a sweet tone. “Yes ma’am that’s us,” Ian replied trying to match her tone. “Well it’s lovely to meet you, you can go ahead and follow me to my office.” She says before walking toward her office. Ian and Mickey exchange looks before following her to her office. They sit down adjacent to her when she sits at her desk and puts a few files on her desk. She clears her throat before speaking, “we’ve gone over you both and done background checks and I do understand that you both have a minor criminal record but both of your parole officers have signed off on you both being clean.” Ian and Mickey look at each other with confusion before Ian responds, “any certain reason why you are being so lenient.” He asks hesitantly. The case worker sighs, “look I’m going to be completely honest, we’ve already chosen a child for you. Her name is y/n and she is a heathen. She’s been through 12 different foster homes in just 3 years. Even gone to juvie once-“ Before she could continue Mickey interjects, “what she go to juvie for?” The case worker looks at him before answering his initial question.

“Assault and battery. Her last placement was, I admit, a poor one. Her foster parents were apparently quite abusive and y/n didn’t take kindly to people putting their hands on her. She spent 6 months in juvie and was on parole for the rest of the year.” Mickey nods, “sweet.” Ian immediately looks over at him and nudges him, giving him a stern look. “I-I mean that’s terrible.” Mickey corrects himself. The case worker looks at the two of them before speaking again, “I’ve spoken to the state and we believe her being with someone with a similar… temperament might be better for her. Maybe even call her down a bit. We really just need to get her out of our hair for a while. We do have her here today if you would like to meet her.” Ian and Mickey is a bit taken aback but agree to meeting y/n.

A few minutes later the case worker opens the door to reveal a handcuffed y/n and a husky security guard with a name tag that says Dave. The girl walks over to the chair and raises her wrists, signaling Dave to uncuff her. “Is this really necessary” Ian asks with a chuckle. The case worker chuckles before responding to him, “oh it’s just some precautionary measures due to some…previous incidents.” Mickey slightly laughs at the comment. Dave takes the keys and uncuffs y/n. She plops down on the chair before saying, “Thanks Davey” she feigns a sweet tone before turning serious, “now you and your overweight Oompa Loompa lookin ass can leave.” In that moment Mickey starts laughing hysterically, and Ian has to refrain himself from doing the same. The case worker rubs her temples before muttering, “lord help me.” Dave sighs and says to the girl, “always a pleasure y/n,” before he walks out of the room. The case worker turns to look at the three and says, “I have some other things to tend to, so I will let you three get acquainted. Dave will be just outside the door, should anything go…awry.” She proceeds to shut the door as I slouch back in my chair and look at the two men. We sit there in silence for a second before I speak up, “Sooooooo, are you guys like gay?” Mickey pipes up and says, “well no he is, I just like having another man’s dick in my ass” he points to Ian as he speaks. Ian immediately look at Mickey, “MICK!” I start laughing before sitting up. “No no it’s ok, that’s chill. I was just askin.”

Ian looks at me with a bit of surprise before responding, “yes we’re gay.” I nod slightly, “I fuck with that. So what’s kinda the sitch with me, I guess.” Ian hesitated before looking at his husband then back at me. “Well we would love to foster you if that something that you’d be interested in.” I think for a moment before telling him, “honestly I’m down, I need to get away from this ratchet hoe of a case worker, if you can even call her that. The only thing she works is my last goddamn nerve.” Mickey and Ian take one more look at me then each other before Mickey states, “then I guess we have some paper work to sign.”

Ian and Mickey decide to foster y/n and so they bring her home the next week, everything was going smoothly… until it wasn’t.

Ian was in the middle of his work day when he had gotten a call from the high school. “Hello?” Ian said as he answered the phone. A shrill elderly woman answered back, “is this the guardian of Y/n Y/L/N?” Ian started becoming confused and worried. “Yes I am, is everything ok is she alright?!” He heard the woman sigh before responding to his initial question. “Sir you might want to come down to the school.” And with that he hung up and dashed out to the car and started driving. While he was on his way to the school he called Mickey. “Yo what’s going on.” Is the first thing Mickey said. It was unusual for Ian to just call outta the blue. “I just got a call from the school. Something about y/n.” Ian replied in a worried tone. “Oh fuck ok, I can’t make it to the school in time but I’ll meet you at the house.” Mickey said hurriedly. “Alright bye.” And with that Ian hung up and dashed to the school.

When He arrived at the school, he went to the office and told the secretary that he was here to the see principal about his foster child. She let him in after giving him a visitors pass. He walked into the pristine office where y/n was sitting in a chair outside the room. He immediately walked up to her and kneeled down to her level, “hey are you ok what happened.” All the girl did was pull away from him and he took that as I sign to leave her alone for a second. He walked into the spotless office and approached the desk. The principal stood up and outstretched his hand, signaling Ian to shake it. They shook hands when the principal spoke. “Mr…Gallagher was it?” Ian took a seat on the chairs in front of the desks. “Yes sir. Is everything ok, your secretary didn’t give me much insight as to what is going on.” Ian asked, wanting an answer to some questions he had. The principal sighed as he leaned back. “Mr. Gallagher, I’m afraid y/n is going to have to be suspended for the next 7 school days.” Ian was now not only confused but upset. What did y/n do and why. “May I ask why.” He asked, trying to maintain a calmer tone. “You see, y/n was in the middle of her Algebra 2 class and was talking with another student when she jumped out of her seat and started assaulting the boy. By the time the police officer had come into the room and pulled her off of the boy he was bloodied and bruised. Paramedics were called and he is now in the hospital.” Ian had to take a minute to process the information before he finally found the words to respond. “Well is the boy alright?” “Oh he’s fine, he does have a broken nose and a concussion but I’m afraid the damage might’ve been worse if the officer had not been nearby. Now I must ask you to take your daughter off the premises and we’ll give you a call soon about her assignments that she’ll need to have completed when she returns,” the principal stated.

Ian walked out of the room swiftly, “get up y/n. We’re leaving.” He said annoyed. The girl followed him swiftly and they walked out to the car and proceeded to drive home in silence. As they arrived home Ian tried to talk to her. “Hey what the fuck was that about.” But she continued to ignore him as she tried to walk to her room. Before she could get far, Ian grabbed her arm and spun her toward him, holding her in place by her arms and leaning down to her level. “Hey, talk to me what’s going on. If you’re gonna stay here you need to be upfront with that kinda shit so what! The fuck! Happened!” He tried to reason with her before she look up at him, eyes filled to the brim with tears threatening to topple over. “He-… he was talking about you and mick.” She squeaked out. Trying to maintain her composure. “So you hit him?!” Ian yelled as he tried to understand why she would do something so randomly. “NO! I hit him when he thought it was a good idea to call you and Mickey f@gg0ts!”

She yanked her arms out of Ian’s gasp as she ran to her room and slammed the door. Ian stood there speechless. He decided he would leave her alone and wait for Mickey to get there to see what they should do.

Mickey came home about 5-10 minutes after Ian and y/n did and that’s when Ian filled him in on what happened. She heard muffled sounds from her room and went ahead and started packing her bags. Thinking that they were getting ready to send her back to the DCFS. As she was getting the last of her stuff together she heard a slight knock. Just as she was about to tell whoever it was to fuck off, Mickey came in the room before stopping in his tracks. “Hey the fuck you doin?” He asked quietly as he look at the girl with her bags. “Packin my shit” she said plainly. Mickey knew what she was thinking and sat down on her bed. He patted the side next to him, letting her know it was ok to sit next to him. “Why are you packin your bags?” He asked her. “You gonna send me back ain’t you?” She said obviously. “Why in hell would we do that?” He asked with a slight laugh. “Cause I got in trouble again, people don’t normally want a girl that’s beaten up some bitch.” Mickey can’t contain his laughs as he looks at the girl. “I’ve been in jail for worse.” She looks up at him confusedly, “so you ain’t gonna send me back?” She asks timidly, thinking for sure that she was gone. “No, we aren’t gonna send you back. And after the way you stood up for us, I think it’s best that you stick around.” Her eyes widen at the thought, “you mean like you wanna, ya know?” Mickey smiles. She didn’t want to get her hopes up by saying it out loud. Mickey puts a hand on her shoulder, “yeah, yeah me and Ian wanna adopt you.” She doesn’t have any words she just hugs him and he hesitantly hugs her back. After a minute or two, Ian walks in and clears his throat. The two pull apart immediately, not wanting to be caught being “sappy”. Ian smiles at the two before he tilts his head toward the door, “cmon let’s go get those papers.” Mickey and y/n get up and walk toward the front door before Ian says, “and afterwards we can grab some pizza.” Both y/n and Mickey say simultaneously “OOH PIZZA!” Ian just laughs and they al walk out to the car. The whole car ride to the DCFS office had been filled with jokes and smiles, and she thought, maybe this was where she belonged.

[fuckshitslover]

gallavich daughter gets diognosed with borderline personality disorder

They walked into the dark, gloomy office dimly lit by the fluorescents that were all too familiar. The couple had started to sense something off with their daughter, fearing the worst. They immediately got into the car and set off, Y/N with them. She didn’t know exactly why she was going, she had just thought they were being precautionary because of her dad’s mental illness being genetic and all that. She wasn’t worried about being bipolar, recognising all of the symptoms early on, only having a few insignificant ones. (but that wasn’t uncommon with growing up in a place like this).

You see, Y/N was adopted 7 years ago, making her 6. Her family was okay, not much better than the others in this town but not all bad. That was until they found out her brother had gotten into a car accident. He had always been the golden child of the family, so her parents went mad. They resorted to what everyone else in this city did, drugs. Her dad was a recovering addict, and it sent him and her mom into a downward spiral. Someone saw them, worried (knowing that they had a young kid) and reported it to DCFS.

She was in a group home for about 6 months, being a shy little girl and not talking to anyone. That was until two scary-looking men in big black uniforms walked in. She was starstruck. They walked over to the front desk and she ran to them, tugging on their uniforms with a big smile, trying to impress them so that they would take her home. It had worked. The next day they took her back to their shabby two-bedroom unit, and as soon as she walked in, it was a home. Their home. Now, back to the current situation.

Y/N was sitting in a waiting room chair, watching her dads walk up to the front desk, worried looks on their faces. She had been acting out recently, being closed off and getting into more trouble than usual. They tried to do their research, thinking it was nothing. They found out that all her symptoms could lead to borderline personality disorder. She had recently been getting bullied and it takes an event to set off.

They sat down in a bland-ass room, Y/N sitting in front of the desk, biting her lip. “Okay! Hello Mr and Mr Gallagher-Milkovich, what can I do for Y/N today”? The doctor said way too enthusiastically.

What joy does she get from telling people they have life-changing mental problems? “Umm, just an evaluation,” Ian said quietly, almost unsure about what they wanted. He didn't want to mention that they might know what she has, not wanting to come across eager for this situation, because he wasn’t, neither of them were. They knew that if she had this disease, that it wasn’t medicated like Ian’s, that there was no cure. “Okay! That’s all good, but we normally have the parents leave for this part of the appointment, so we’ll send someone out for you when we’re done”.

Mickey’s heart dropped, he didn’t want to leave her, he had been with Ian to the doctors countless times, never being asked to leave. He knew how stressful these appointments are and couldn’t understand why they wouldn’t want their daughter to be accompanied during an uncomfortable session.

The two men stood in fear and anxiety, not excited for what was to come. All they wanted was to be with their little girl.

“Gallagher-Milkovich? Y/N’s finished her appointment and we need to talk to you,”. Their hearts drop. That only happens if something bad is going on. They rushed into the room with Y/N there, looking at them scared. She obviously didn't know yet. “After today's consultation, and looking at Y/N’s medical records we sadly have to diagnose her with something called Borderline Personality Disorder. We can recommend specialists and therapists, but at the moment there isn't any known treatment other than therapy”. Mickey zoned out for the rest of the conversation.

No, he couldn’t go through this again. At least Ian's disorder is treatable, what was he gonna do with Y/N’s? He could see Ian listening intently, not knowing how he could bare listening to the conversation. Y/N looked scared. Of course she did, being diagnosed with a very life-changing disorder would make you scared. Mickey, who was standing behind her pulled her into him, resting his hands on her shoulder. Y/N was silent, even when she was asked a question, she wouldn’t answer.

They understood why, of course. Even the doctor did, never directly pushing for an answer. Once their appointment was done, they slowly walked out of the building and to the car. Y/N sat down, still not saying anything to her dads. Ian was trying to talk to her, but it always came out in mumbles. She understood why they were so uncomfortable.

I’ll make a part two to this with headcannons <333

[vintagelacerosette]

🔁, 👌, 🛳️ I'm sorry I dunno what's been asked already but these are the 3 I find the most interesting so I'm copying and pasting them to everyone with the ask game 🤣

Haha all good thanks lovely Jay

🔁 A fic you’ve re-read several times

let the bodies do the talkin' @captainjowl The best kind of slow burn omg. I just wanna wrap Mickey up in a blanket like a cat burrito, man. Characterisation solid, the conflict, their sexual tension, character growth & relationship development superb *mwah* 👌 Also I have to say that this fic has one of the best overstimulation smut scenes I have ever read in gallavich. I had been craving for some & boy did this deliver 🔥🔥🔥

👌🏼 A fic someone else recommended to you

I actually haven't been recommended a lot of fics actually I didn't really tell ppl before I read fanfic & I've only started now getting into fandom community. But one I remember that my sister recommended me as a casual fanfic reader was a Veronica Mars x Logan one. I can't recall the fic only that I was after the movie I think or that they had a daughter named Wyatt? I remember it being cute but also still felt in canon

🛳️ A fic that brought you aboard a new ship

Treasures by yeaka from the og slash ship Spock x Kirk this one is veeeerrry spicy. First time i read the fuck or die trope & I am feeling flushed just remembering reading this fic haha 🔥🔥🔥

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[fuckshitslover]

send requests please

also since people are loving the carl x reader please feel free to send requests of carl x reader OR IM NOW DOING gallavich x teen!daughter!reader because i think they would be great dads

ALSO JUST REQUEST FOR ANY ON THE CHARACTERS I HAVE ON MY LIST

(and georgie cooper pls)

[fuckshitslover]

gallavich dads where their daughter comes home pregnant and mickey ian and lip all get super protective

GALLAVICH X DAUGHTER!READER

Warnings: Teen pregnancy, angst turned fluff, angry mickey, daughter is 14, mickey and ian are in their thirties, use of y/n

No...No! You're probably wondering how y/n got in this situation...well, she may have done some things that she probably shouldnt have while at a party, and one thing led to another. Y/n is currently sitting on her bathroom floor, four positive pregnancy tests scattered across the tiles, one in her hand. I'm only fourteen! What the fuck will people think...what will my dads think?! Those were the thoughts that were stuck in her mind. She had been raised to be shameless, as a gallagher-milkovich but her fear of judgement was creeping in.

She heard the door to their two-bedroom apartment slam open, the loud footsteps of her dads banging through the living room. they mustn't have known she was home...how could they? she was supposed to be at school right now...but this is more important! she listens through the locked door as her dads sit down on the couch, sighing as she leans back, contemplating how fucking stupid she could be, to have sex, let alone unprotected sex at 14?!

y/n's body tensed as she heard mickeys heavy footsteps stride towards the bathroom door, scuttling around trying to shove the pregnancy tests in the laundry basket. she goes over to the sink and runs her hands under the water, wiping her smudged makeup off of her face.

she then hears her dad toying with the door knob, before yelling "who the fuck is in there?!". she panics, turning the water off and yelling back "it's just me dad!". she unlocks the door, straightening out her shirt and greeting her dad. "what the fuck are you doing home?" he asks, surprised to see his daughter home so early. "oh, my teacher was being a dickhead and sent me out of class so i left, didnt think you'd mind is all". she says, looking up at him. "you know i dont, but your dad will be pissed when he sees you home early, just a warning", mickey says before ruffling her hair and pushing her out of the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.

she runs to her room, shutting the door behind her and flopping on her bed, completely mortified at what was going on. her heart drops when she hears an angered, confused mickey yell "WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE?!". at this point she was hoping that he had found her vapes or something, anything could be better than this, but she knew what he had found.

"What is it?" Ian yelled from the other side of the apartment, prompting y/n to slowly walk towards the bathroom. you could imagine her surprise when she sees an angered mickey standing infront of her, striding towards her rapidly holding, cornering her while holding 5 positive pregnancy tests. "are these fucken yours???" he yelled at her. she immediately broke into tears again, the stress mixed with hormones letting all of her pent up emotions out. mickey stands his ground, until he feels ian pull at his shoulder roughly, forcing him to stumble back. y/n cowers into the corner, not prepared to argue with mickey and ian. mickey looks down at her, being held by ian. "fuck...y/n..." mickey says, regretting how angry he had been.

he then remembered that shes only 14, she is going through so many emotions right now, and that his anger can wait. he slowly walks back towards her, as she backs away from him slowly. then, to her surprise she feels him envelope her in a hug, wrapping his strong arms around her shoulders, kissing her forehead. she leans into him, relatively in shock about what is happening.

[fuckshitslover]

val's masterlist and rules :)

MY MASTERLIST

FUCKSHIT   -    mid90s

EMMETT CULLEN    -    TWILIGHT SAGA

Coming soon!...

PATRICK HOCKSTETTER     -    IT 2017

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VANCE HOPPER - THE BLACK PHONE

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CARL GALLAGHER - SHAMELESS

STEVE HARRINGTON - STRANGER THINGS

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GALLAVICH DAUGHTER - SHAMELESS

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GEORGIE COOPER - YOUNG SHELDON

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RODRICK HEFFLEY - DIARY OF A WIMPY KID

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OTHER CHARACTERS

None yet!...

RULES

I will do NSFW, though i’m not sure i’m very good at it. I will write for any character on this list, and if you happen to request one that i know, ill see if i can write for them! I don't write male!readers, and i will default to fem!reader unless said to be gender neutral. I will update my masterlist when i make a new work, and FEEL FREE TO REQUEST! I do go to school, so ill probably be a bit short on time but ill try my best to do anything i;m interested it whenever i can! I am an ADD bisexual female, so i will say the f slur if necessary, and i will try to refrain from, but if there is a line that says the r slur, i might refer to it. None of my work is meant to offend anyone, it is purely for fun. Ill try my best to respond to constructive criticism, but if you're rude, you'll get blocked 🙂