#ian gallagher is a fucking gem

[jmrww]

saw someone on my tl do this and it looks fun so ill do this too - my rating of how difficult it is to draw ppl i draw (or did at some point) from hardest to easiest:

jarvis cocker is so fucking difficult to draw i can never get his features right it always looks off and i dont even know why

noel gallagher. everything - his nose his eyes his hair his lips - its so difficult ugh. eyes especially.

gem archer hhhhh

i only have like two drawings of nicky wire on this account but i actually sketched him in my notes sometimes and hes hard to draw too. his smile😁 helps tho

tom meighan. at first i struggled with drawing him A LOT but now i kinda learned how to do it bc i do it so much lol. still hard tho. he had 17495 different hairstyles. his height is confusing in some pics he looks 2ft tall and in some hes almost the same height as serge. why. but, the same as with nicky - his smile helps a lot to make him look like himself

thom yorke. like, i understand how his face works but i cant quite capture it yet. i just need more practice

bonehead is easy to draw, the only thing i struggle with is that hes bald

chris edwards and ian matthews both are pretty easy to draww

liam gallagher. i learned his face, i know it better that he does, and his features are just so uhh cartoonish? so its easy. which is funny considering that noel is on the other end of this list and you would think it shouldnt be like this since theyre very similar

sergio pizzorno. bro looks like a drawing fr. look at him. hes like a character who was designed by a professional artist. its so easy to draw him. i understand aitor. i really do.

[mishervellous]

tagged by my beloveds @energievie @celestialmickey @whatwouldmickeydo @thisdivorce to do this Fic Writer Interview ✍️

How many works do you have on A03?

15

What's your total A03 word count?

179,622

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Nobody makes me crazy like you (ambivalent)

Ian Gallagher and The Long, Convoluted Title (prom fic)

Mick’s Sunshine

Back on Track (Off The Rails)

The Road Not Taken

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i try my best but i get anxious and stressed about it 😭 but i read them all and appreciate them a lot! and i’m trying to get back to everyone 💙

Fic with the angstiest ending?

probably Fix You? it’s hopeful but unresolved if that makes sense

Fic with the happiest ending?

probably The Road Not Taken

Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

i used to! but i’m not in enough fandoms simultaneously to do that anymore lmao

Received hate on a fic?

every single one </3 fuck ‘em

Write smut? If so, what kind?

yesss!! all kinds, within my comfort zone ofc

Ever had a fic stolen?

nope

Had a fic translated?

not that i know of

Co-written a fic with someone?

yes! a still unpublished gem with my bff

All time favorite ship?

it’s a tie between gallavich and destiel, you can’t and won’t make me choose grrr

WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

i think Inner City Blues, i don’t even really know why i posted that first chapter tbh lmao although i truly love that story, probably the one i have planned out in the most details, but it is what it is

What are your writing strengths?

probably humor and dialogues

What are your writing weaknesses?

long ass paragraphs lmao and sometimes the fact that english isn’t my first language

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

i’m doing it for Vacanze Romane and i love it! as long as there’s a translation somewhere, it’s a-okay in my book

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

probably Dragon Ball back in 2008 lol

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

weirdly enough? Destiel!! which is criminal if you ask me

What's your favorite fic you've written?

it’s a work in progress still, but I Am The Walls of My Home is my favorite so far <3

i feel like i’m late to this one too fjdkdndj i know half the thing is tagging other people but you gotta cut me some slack today [sweats] do tag me if you do this though!

[bravemikhailo]

VAL I ADORE YOU SO TOO 😘😘😘

How do you think Mickey & Ian will get a cat during husband era?

Also wishing you a lovely day/evening bc you deserve everything that is good in the world 💗

myn myn myn!!!! you sweet sweet gem my day’s been good so far, and I hope yours wonderful as well 🥰🥰🥰

AND OH IAN GETTING MICKEY A CAT?? YES YES YES I have so many thoughts about how this could possibly go down but the main one is:

ok so maybe one day they’re talking about some random shit, maybe they’ve just come home and they spotted a cat wandering around their complex, and mickey just casually tells ian that it looks like the cat he had once and ian looks at him like 🤨🤨🤨 what cat are you talking about?? he’s sure he would remember it if mickey ever had a cat. and mickey just always figured ian knew, that he told him once but apparently he didn’t and ian’s just 🥺🥺🥺 when mickey tells him about her like there are literal tears pooling in his eyes and now it’s mickey’s turn to be like 🤨ok calm down you fucking weirdo

and maybe weeks pass, or even months, and ian will randomly think about it every now and then, until one day his legs guide him to a shelter, and he doesn’t really know what he’s doing he’s never had a pet before. the only thing he knows is that he wants to make mickey happy and wants to have him this thing, just another thing that mickey thought he never could have because of his father, so he goes in, and there are so many cats in there that need a home and ian would take them all if he could. and maybe he thinks about getting a kitty, at first, but then a cat catches his attention. he’s curled up in a corner, silent and with sad eyes, as if he’s been waiting for someone taking him home for years and has just given up. he’s a boy, the lady working at the shelter tells him when she sees him approaching his cage, and he’s 8 and he’s been here for over two years now and there’s a voice in ian’s head telling him it’s him it’s him it’s him. when the lady opens the cage so ian can slide a hand inside, the cat stretches his leggies and approaches slowly, warily. he sniffs ian’s hand for a moment, testing the waters, and when he eventually rubs his small fluffy head on ian’s palm, ian’s heart flutters and his throat burns in the attempt of holding back tears. he thinks he’s getting way too soft with each passing day but he doesn’t really care in that moment

so he ends up signing a bunch of papers immediately, takes the cat in his arms and he realizes he hasn’t really thought this thing through because he didn’t even buy one of those portable things to carry cats but whatever, he’ll walk home with the cat in his arms. it’s not like he minds anyway

and well. his heart is beating out of his chest with every step and he knows mickey’s going to be so fucking happy but he’s still nervous for some reason

anyway, when mickey sees them he’s like what the fuck gallagher and when ian tells him everything mickey’s chin trembles and it’s so clear that he’s fighting back tears, bringing his palms to his eyes. ian gently puts the cat on the floor, and he laughs when he immediately goes to mickey, rubbing itself on his ankles. and maybe his laugh is a bit wet but whatever. the smile on mickey’s face is so fucking worth it. every time.

[look-i-love-u]

*holy fuck, it’s GALLAVICH time* 💖🧑🏻‍🦰🧑🏻💖 - if you had an infinite amount of inspiration and time, what would be the Gallavich fic or art you would create? 💖 (& feel free to send this to anyone you like!)

Ohhh! O.o

Thank you so much for this ask, dear Calli. It made me deep dive into my treasure chest of Galavich fic ideas again and I found some sparkling gems (at least I'd like to think they are XD)

I must admit I went through a putting Gallavich into Sandra Bullock movie situations late last year. So if I had infinite inspiration and time I would go for a huge multi-chaptered Speed!AU with Mickey as Annie and Ian as Jack. I rewatched the film and made pages of pages with notes to make this story work so maaaybe it might actually get started.

Or if I realize that I can't pull off action-packed writing I'd go for an emotional While you were sleeping!AU featuring all the Gallaghers and Kev and V and have a huge Christmas family fic going on.

I hope you have a wonderful day!!

[tamiettitami]

Okay so I always hesitate to answer your calls for prompts and such only because I'd feel like a compete idiot if you'd already done it. But here's a combo prompt/mini self-fill since I see you're in need of Mickey x Tami sustenance.

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Prompt if you feel so inclined: Mickey needs a haircut

Me avoiding my responsibilities and the 9 fics I'm in the middle of by writing more random shit:

"Fuck," Mickey mutters to himself in front of the bathroom mirror. He'd been trying to get his hair to stay put for like ten minutes, but the floppy bit at the top just refused to see reason. Even gelled to hell and back, it kept flipping down into his face as soon as he moved his head.

He grabs for the gel again anyway, determined to make it behave. As he gets another good handful of it, grimacing at the noise it makes exiting the tube, he's interrupted by a choked-off laugh coming from the open door.

"Fuck off, Gallagher," he yells, not looking.

"Not a Gallagher, Milkovich," comes back from the doorway, and he whips around to see Tami leaning against the wall and smirking at him.

"What are you lookin' at?" Mickey asks roughly, and she giggles.

Fucking giggles.

"What the fuck are you doing to your hair?" she asks in return. "You look like one of those 'self-styles gone wrong' posters we have up at the salon."

Mickey looks at Tami, and then looks back at himself in the mirror, and blows out a breath.

Well.

She ain't wrong.

He says as much, and she takes it as her cue to enter the bathroom, getting all up in his personal space.

"The fuck are you doin'?" he grouses, but she ignores him to tug at his hair with one hand, wrinkling her nose at the texture of all the product in it.

"I could help with this, you know," she offers suddenly. Mickey eyes her, suspicious, and she shrugs. "Perks of your brother-in-law dating a hairstylist."

Mickey scoffs. "No thank," he replied. "Don't need any favors from your baby-daddy."

That earns him a smack on the head.

"Hey," Tami says firmly. "I don't do things for him, I do things for me. And right now," she adds, scanning Mickey from head to toe and back, "what I want to do is make you look less pathetic."

She raises an eyebrow at him, and he capitulates surprisingly quickly in the face of her confidence.

"Yeah, all right," he mutters. She grins.

"Be right back, then," she tells him, backing away. "Just sit on the toilet there or something, I'll grab my bag."

"Hey," Mickey calls after her as she leaves, and she pokes her head around the door again with a curious look. "Ian likes it longer on top, think you can do that?"

Her resulting beam is blinding.

"He needs something to grab, huh?" she muses, and Mickey tries and fails not to flush. "Yeah, I can do that. Be right back."

Mickey stares at the open doorway once she's gone, wondering what the hell had just happened. Then he sits his ass down as instructed and waits for Tami to come save his hair and his sanity.

i am always in need of more tami and mickey sustenance. like, i'm convinced there is never too much, and this goes for everyone 👀

okay, but the perks of having a hairstylist in the family are greater than one may assume, and i'm glad mickey gets the experience the wonders of such. also, i can confirm "self-styles gone wrong" posters do exist and they are hung up in salons. granted, my mom's salon keeps it in the back and i'm pretty sure it's just for their own amusement... hey, whatever brings them joy!

anyway, this part was so in character:

i love that tami is apart of the gallagher family enough for her to be able to make shitty remarks about mickey and ian's sex life because, boy, have they all said way too much. even though tami says, "not a gallagher, milkovich," i feel like, deep down, she know she's apart of their family, though whether or not she wants to accept that is up for debate.

also, tami giggling at mickey, HAHA, i totally imagined that as her laughing at ian's, "i don't need your disgusting ass dick" comment.

SIDE NOTE: she's so cute with her little tank top and glass of orange juice <3 that's the love of my life, right there! thank you for the gif, too, kait; your TTIEE series is one of the best things that's happened to me on this app, and i wish that was dramatic...

i don't know where the fuck it went, but i made a similar comment about ian liking mickey's hair long in a prompt fill a few weeks (? maybe, i don't know) ago, so i'm glad we're on the same wavelength there.

if anyone knows what i'm referencing please link me because i could not for the life of me find it

regardless, this was an absolute treat to see in my inbox. you're a gem for taking the time to write this out for me <3 maybe i'll write my own take soon 😉

[yeah-all-of-it]

I wrote a fic the other day (my first!) that included a brief appearance by an original character named Rhonda, who is Ian and Mickey’s neighbor across the hall. Decided to write a bit of a prequel, exploring how they came to be friends with her. It’s 2 parts because it’s 4.7k and I don’t have an Ao3 account. Link for part 2 is here and at the bottom. Hope you enjoy!

Spill Your Guts: Part I

“Mickey, shut the fuck up! We’ve only lived here for like four days!” Ian whispers, dragging his slightly inebriated husband down the hall toward their apartment door. “We don’t want everyone to hate us already!”

“No, you don’t want everyone to hate us. I don’t give a fuck.” Mickey replies.

“Mickey.”

Ian’s trying to convey irritation, but the truth is, he’s so giddy about the evening’s surprise anniversary party, he’s struggling to come off as anything other than completely fond of his loud-ass, thoughtful husband. He’s a little drunk himself which isn’t helping matters.

“What? The only person I want to like me is you, Gallagher,” Mickey says, trying to be only slightly quieter.

“And I do like you, very much. But it would be nice to make a couple friends here too. Waking people up at 2 am probably isn’t the best way to do that,” Ian explains.

Mickey stops walking and gently pushes Ian up against the wall, holding him in place with a hand on his chest. Mickey says slyly, “Oh, you like me, huh? How much? D’you like me… this much?” Mickey plants a soft kiss on Ian’s neck.

“Umm, yeah, I like you that much,” Ian responds.

“Okay. What about… this much?” Mickey steps closer, placing his hand on the side of Ian’s face and softly kissing his lips, just barely slipping his tongue in.

“Mmm, yeah,” Ian replies once Mickey pulls away. “I definitely like you that much.”

Mickey steps right up to Ian, pressing his body into the wall with his own. Their faces are so close, they can feel each other’s breath hitching. He slowly slides a hand down the front of Ian’s jeans.

“You like me this mu-,” he doesn’t even have the words out before Ian is devouring him. Bodies pressed together, hands gripping each other’s hair, tongues tangled together.

Things are so intense that they didn’t realize that they have somehow moved and are now up against their across the hall neighbor’s door.

The next thing they know, they are both plummeting toward the ground. It takes them a moment to realize that their neighbor, apparently hearing strange noises coming from her door, had opened the door they were leaning against.

Ian is flat on his back on the floor and Mickey is directly on top of him. Their arms are still wrapped around each other and it’s blatantly obvious what they’ve been up to.

“Do you know what time it is? I thought someone was trying to rob me! Scared the life outta me!” a slender lady, likely in her late 60s who had clearly been in bed based on her attire, yells at them.

The two men scramble to their feet, Ian panicking when he realizes that at some point Mickey had managed to undo his belt and his zipper. His plaid boxers were on full display as well as an obvious display of what’s underneath them.

“We’re… so, so sorry, ma’am,” Ian says sheepishly as he pulls his pants closed. “It won’t happen again.”

Ian grabs Mickey by the jacket and yanks him out the door and across the hall. He pulls out his keys and unlocks the door as quickly as he can, the neighbor eyeing them suspiciously the whole time. Once she’s presumably satisfied that they do actually live there and aren’t burglars, she closes the door to her own apartment.

They stumble through the doorway, slamming the door behind them and Mickey bursts into laughter.

“Holy shit, that’s one way to make friends, Gallagher! Wonder how long it’s been since that woman’s seen a dick?” Mickey laughs, as Ian’s face turns the same color as his hair.

———

It’s been almost a week since Ian inadvertently flashed their new neighbor and so far, they’ve managed to avoid running into her in the hallway.

Saturday morning, Mickey is sleeping in and Ian goes for an early run. He sneaks out the door, hoping the lady across the hall is still in bed, and walks quickly down the hall to the elevator. He manages to evade her again but when he returns, she opens her door before he’s able to get his key in the lock.

“Well, hello there,” she says cheerily. “Long time no see, neighbor!”

“Um, hi there,” Ian nervously replies.

“So, the name’s Rhonda. I figure we should be on a first name basis, you know, since I’ve seen your penis and all.”

Ian blushes and chuckles uncomfortably, but for some reason, finds himself feeling a little less embarrassed. He likes this woman already and they’ve barely spoken. She seems like a pretty no-nonsense, calls a spade a spade type of person.

“Oh, uh, I’m Ian. Ian Gallagher.”

“Well, Ian Gallagher, I was about to head out to the pool to get a little sun. Care to join me?” Rhonda inquires.

Ian looks down at his watch and figures Mickey will be asleep for at least another hour. And he does want to make friends.

“Umm, sure. That sounds nice,” he ultimately decides.

“Well, let’s get goin’ then!” she exclaims, linking her arm with Ian’s as they take off down the hall.

———

Once they reach the pool, they find two lounge chairs. Ian drags a patio umbrella over by his.

“Ginger,” he points to his hair. “I fry in the sun, even in the morning.”

Rhonda nods understandably as they kick back in their chairs.

“So,” she begins. “What’s your story, Ian Gallagher?”

“Umm, my story?” he answers, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. He’s just met this woman and his “story” is… a lot. They’d be here all day if he told the whole thing. He decides to stick to the basics.

“Well, I’m from the Southside. Born and raised. Have a huge family, five brothers and sisters. Got married last year and moved here with my husband a couple weeks ago.” He decides that’s enough of an introduction for now.

“That’s all? That’s your story? I imagine it’s way juicier than that, but I get it. You don’t know me. I’m sure we’ll get to the good stuff eventually,” she winks after she says it.

This Rhonda, there’s just something so warm and vibrant about her. She has long wavy hair, white with a little gray mixed in. She has on a bohemian style dress and some turquoise jewelry. Ian imagines she’s had quite a life, well traveled and all that. Probably been outside of Chicago more times than he’s been to the Alibi. Her laugh is melodious, and her voice is cheerful and friendly. She’s one of those people you instantly like, that makes you want to open up and share your deepest secrets with.

“So that man that you were ravaging in the hall the other night. Your husband?” Rhonda asks.

“Yeah, yeah. That’s Mickey,” he replies. “Sorry again, about the uh, disturbance that night. We had just come from our first anniversary party and were, um, celebrating. Mickey planned the whole thing as a surprise for me.”

“A surprise anniversary party? Well your Mickey sounds like an absolute gem.”

“Yeah, he really is.” Ian can’t hide his sweet smile and look of adoration in his eyes. It makes him so happy when others notice the goodness in Mickey.

“So, how’d you two boys meet?” Rhonda asks, like she’s waiting for Ian to give her the real dish.

“Uh, well, we’ve known each other since we were kids. Grew up around the block from each other. I didn’t even know he was gay too until we hooked up as teenagers. The rest is sort of complicated, but that’s the gist of it”, Ian replies, and hopes that satisfies her curiosity. He’d love to tell her more but the whole unvarnished truth is a lot to unload on someone you’ve just met.

“Another Cliff’s Notes version, I see, but I’ll accept it for now,” she laughs.

Ian glances down at his watch and notices the time. Mickey is surely awake by now.

“Listen, this has been really great but I need to get back upstairs. Mickey is probably awake and we always make a big breakfast together on Saturday mornings. He’ll be pissed if I’m not there to flip the banana pancakes.”

“Oh I understand! This has been lovely and we should certainly do it again soon, Ian Gallagher!” she says with that cheery voice. Makes it hard to say no.

“Absolutely, Ms. Rhonda. That sounds great.” Ian rises from his chair and heads back inside, offering her a friendly smile that she returns.

———

“Where the fuck you been?” Mickey inquires as Ian walks through the door, not heated, just a question.

“Good morning to you too,” Ian replies teasingly. “I went for a run, then I was sunning by the pool with Rhonda.”

“Rhonda? Who the fuck is Rhonda?” Mickey asks, confused.

“Uh, the lady that lives across the hall from us.”

“The lady that liv- the one that caught us the other night? The one that saw you with your cock out?” Mickey is growing slightly agitated.

“Yeah, that’s her.”

“What’s she want with you? She tryin’ to pull some Mrs. Robinson shit on you? Saw somethin’ she liked?”

“Relax, Mickey. She’s just a friendly older lady. She didn’t do anything, we just talked for a bit. She’s nice,” Ian tries to assuage the situation. “Plus, you are aware I’m not attracted to women, right? And she’s old enough to be my grandma. Don’t think you have anything to worry about.”

“Whatever, man. Come in here and flip some fuckin’ pancakes.”

———

The next Saturday morning, Ian decides to skip his run and knock on Rhonda’s door to see if she wants to take a walk with him. He really enjoyed their chat last week; it felt good to talk to someone new, someone who had no preconceived notions about him or his life. He wanted to continue that.

He knocks on the door and Rhonda answers, dressed in lilac colored athletic wear, long hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was in remarkable shape for her 65+ years.

“Well hello, handsome. I was just getting ready to go do some yoga on the roof. Would you like to come?”

“Uh, sure,” he replies. “I was actually going to see if you wanted to come on a walk but yoga sounds nice. I’ve been wanting to try it but didn’t wanna go alone, and yoga’s not really Mickey’s thing so…” he drifts off.

“I have an extra mat, let me grab it and we’ll head upstairs!” Rhonda says cheerfully.

Once they’re all set up, Rhonda begins, ”I like to start my mornings with something called sun salutation. Do you know what that is?”

“No. I don’t really know anything about yoga, just that it’s supposed to be good for you. Always wanted to try it, especially since moving here. Show me?” Ian requests.

She walks him through step by step, reaching up to the sky and back down. They go through some basic flows, downward dog, warrior, tree pose, cat-cow. She makes sure he concentrates on his breathing.

“All done!” Rhonda chirps and they sit up from their final shavasana position.

Ian feels amazing. Relaxed and limber and strong. He’s surprised how difficult some of the poses are, especially because he’s always considered himself to be in pretty good shape. Yoga is definitely something he wants to continue. Rhonda really knows her stuff, too. Maybe he could convince Mickey to do yoga on the roof so he wouldn’t have to go to an actual class with people.

“Wow, Ms. Rhonda, that was incredible. I see why people love yoga. I feel amazing.”

“We can make this a regular thing, if you like,” she offers.

“Sure, I’d love that. Maybe I could bring Mickey sometime?” he asks.

“Sure thing, handsome!” She smiles at him.

“So, your Mickey. Tell me about him. What made you fall in love with him?” Rhonda asks casually, like she’s just making conversation but he knows she’s trying to dive deeper, get to know him better. He can’t figure out why she’s taken such an interest in him but she’s just so sincere. He can’t help but feel a connection with her.

“Well, Mickey is… complicated. He’s rough and tender. He’s vulgar and beautiful. He’s tough but so kind. He’s… everything.” Ian pauses and Rhonda doesn’t say anything, indicating she wants him to continue.

“He had a rough upbringing. I did too, actually, but not nearly as rough as his. I had druggy, absentee parents and was mostly raised by my older sister Fiona. Struggled to pay bills. Had to steal to survive sometimes. But Mickey…” Ian drifts off, not sure how much deeper he should go. There’s just something about this kind, welcoming woman in front of him that makes him want to open up. He wants to be careful though, as Mickey’s story isn’t entirely for him to tell. He wants to be respectful of that.

“Mickey was raised mostly by his dad who was in and out of prison. His dad was homophobic and violent and was awful to Mickey. Obviously he didn’t support us being together. Mickey had to hide who he truly was for so long which made it tough on our relationship. But we survived all that and Mickey now is just… he has rough edges. Anyone that is around him can see that. He’s Southside through and through. But when you really get to know him… he’s the best person I know. I guess that’s why I love him. Because he’s just… good. And he’s always had my back no matter what. He’s damn good in bed too, so there’s that,” he laughs.

“Oh trust me, I can tell you boys have no trouble in that department!” she cackles and Ian blushes.

Her tone turns a little more serious after that. “So when you say his father was homophobic and Mickey couldn’t be who he really was…” she leaves it open ended for Ian to fill in the blanks.

He sighs, “Yeah, um. His dad had threatened to kill him. And me. Actually tried, after our wedding. He caught us together once, years ago, naked in the living room. It was… really bad. Traumatizing but I won’t go into details. Mickey spent his whole life hiding deep in the closet because of his dad. My family always supported me and loved me no matter what, but Mickey didn’t have that. We had to hide our relationship for years which was tough. I just wanted to be a normal couple, be able to hold his hand in public, shit like that. But he was scared. Wanted to make his dad proud. He finally came out… I kinda pushed him which wasn’t my proudest moment. But he came out and his dad beat us up. It was awful, but he was out so it was kinda freeing too, I guess? I don’t know. Then there was my diagnosis in the midst of all this. I don’t really tell a lot of people about it but I’m bipolar. Did some crazy shit when I was in a bad manic state several years ago. Then spent some weeks in bed, couldn’t even get up. Mickey never left my side. I’m really not sure where I would have ended up if it wasn’t for him. He saved my life. I’m stable now, on meds that are working well for me. Plus Mickey is really good at picking up on shit, like if he thinks I’m starting to get depressed or something. He’ll say something or do something to help me through it, but like, subtle.” It’s all coming out like word vomit. But it feels so therapeutic at the same time, like just saying these words out loud lightens the weight of them.

“I don’t know. We broke up a few times over the years, forced apart by circumstances out of our control. Oh, and we were in prison together for awhile. We’ve been through some shit. We’d be here all day if I told you even half of it. But despite all that we found our way back to each other and never have to let go again.”

“How long have you two been together?” she asks.

“On and off for ten years. Since we were just dumb teenagers, banging secretly in the walk-in cooler at work,” Ian answers.

“Well that’s one hell of a story, Ian. I’m sorry things were bad for so long but I’m so happy you are in a good place now. Your Mickey sounds just wonderful though and I can’t wait to get to know him better. Maybe we could do dinner one night! I’m a pretty fantastic cook.”

“That actually sounds really great, thank you. I’ll check our schedule,” Ian replies.

“Anytime next week works so just let me know.”

They get up and begin to roll up their mats.

“You know, I just realized,” Ian states. “I don’t really know anything about you. I’ve just been droning on about myself. What’s your story?”

“Oh, Ian. I promise, we can discuss my wild life at dinner,” she laughs.

“Sounds perfect,” Ian smiles.

———

“We gotta do what?” Mickey complains.

“We are going over to Rhonda’s for dinner this Friday. It’ll be fun. She’s wonderful. You’re gonna love her. She’s really excited to get to know you better.”

“Better? You’ve already fuckin’ told her a bunch’a shit about me, haven’t you?” Mickey grumbles.

“Listen, Mick. Yes, I’ve given her the gist of our lives and our relationship, nothing too in depth. I didn’t go into great detail about your history because I didn’t think it was my place,” Ian explains. “Just told her how rough we had it in the past. She’s just so kind, and she really listens, no judgment.”

Mickey hesitates. “Alright, fine. I’ll go. But if this woman isn’t as amazing as you say she is I’m leaving. Unless the food is really good or there’s free booze. Then I’ll stay.”

Ian just rolls his eyes and gives him a hug, whispering a quiet “thank you” in his ear.

———

Friday is here before Ian knows it. He’s chatted more with Rhonda this week, seeing her for a few minutes in the laundry room, waiting for his clothes to dry. Then again out by the pool when he went to swim some laps. They were both looking forward to dinner.

“Mick, you about ready? It’s almost 7,” Ian yells back to the bedroom from the living room.

Mickey walks out into the living room wearing his black skinny jeans with the ripped knees and a gray long sleeved waffle knit shirt with his black boots.

“Wow, Mickey, you look really nice.” Ian walks up and kisses him on the forehead. “You smell great too, what is that?”

“Some cologne I found at some fuckin’ hipster shop the other day. Thought it smelled nice. Wanted to make a good impression on your new best friend,” Mickey states, with a slight hint of feigned attitude.

“You’re my best friend, Mick. Rhonda’s just a nice lady that I enjoy talking to and hanging out with. She’s definitely a friend though, the only friend I’ve made here and I really like her company.”

“If you insist. Let’s go, I’m fuckin’ starving.”

PART 2

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top 5 funniest mickey scenes?

1. I obviously hate all the shit it led to but the whole sequence of Mickey and Debbie plotting to torture Sammi and then believing they accidentally killed her was peak comedy.

Debbie (panicked and crying): Maybe they can save her!!!

Mickey: The fuck they can. Look at her. She's fucking dead. 😂

(It really is a shame that Debbie is so awful now because I used to really dig the idea of a Mickey/Debbie friendship. But now if we get ANY interactions between Mickey and the other Gallaghers during the remaining episodes, I hope it's with Lip tbh)

2. When he kicked Damon out of the car in 7x11 so he and Ian could have sex. "Go do yoga. Sing fucking Taylor Swift I don't give a shit. Get out of the fucking car."

3. The scene in S4 when he and Ian are arguing because he wants to kill Kev for robbing him. I just find dramatic and angry Mickey a hilarious combination. Plus Ian being so casual about it like it was some sort of normal couple arguement lmao

5. The whole sequence in S3 with the social worker arriving at the house is a true representation of how funny the show could actually be in this past. But this particular exchange:

4. Almost every Mickey and Kev interaction in S4 was funny. But the best one was defintely: "My soap doesn't have pubes on it." "Then you obviously aren't washing your pubes." "You came all this way to talk about my pubes?"

Ian: You got shot Mickey!

Mickey: Yes I fucking know I got shot!

I'm sure I'm forgetting some gems because while he breaks my heart all the time, Mickey is also one of the funniest damn characters that's ever been on the show.

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Birthday surprise: P.G

Request:  Can I have an inagine where the reader is a good girl ( she graduated high school, nice, etc) and she's married to Lip gallagher for two years and on his birthday she tells him shes pregnant with a Boy!  patheticforaesthetics

Not really any warnings for this one, just fluff I guess.

Today was Lip’s 24th birthday, you were so glad to spend it with him. Even tho being his best friend since diapers basically, you knew this one was gonna be special for you and Lip. You knew you had to plan this surprise very carefully, cause he notices a lot easily. You walked into Ian’s room, and announced “Ian I have news for you.” He said “Yeah?” You walked closer “Don’t tell Lip, but we’re expecting a kid soon.” Ian’s face grew with a huge smiled “So you’re telling me the currently only married Gallagher in this family is expecting a family? Took you two, 2 years to finally create a kid. Wait, does Lip know?” You shook your head “Yeah I kinda need you to take him out for a bit today.”

Ian said standing up “I’m onto it Y/N.” He ran out of the room, and probably to your house where Lip was still sleeping, you didn’t know what the hell to do, you sat there with the gender of your baby in an envelope, you got up and walked to Debbie, you opened the door to see her trying to dress Franny, you stepped in and said “Hey Debs, can you do me a favor?” She looked up “Yeah, hold on a sec. God damn it Franny stay still.” You sat down beside Debs and started distracting Franny as she continued to dress her, Debbie finished and sat Franny up before saying “What’s up?” You handed her the envelope “Lip and I are expecting a baby, that’s the gender there. Can you like go get balloons or something for a well surprise for Lip, to tell him we’re having a baby and well the gender reveal?” Her face lit up “Of course Y/N.” She jumped straight up, grabbed Franny, and ran out the door.

What was with these Gallaghers and getting excited about you and Lip having a baby. You walked out of the room to see Carl taking his girlfriend into his room, you yelled “Remember the condom you two. Don’t want anymore Gallaghers running around at this time, we’ve already got soon to be 2.” Carl stopped and turned to look at you, he said “Wait what? The fuck have you and Lip hid from us?” You laughed “Well me, Lip doesn’t know. And if you tell him Carl I’ll rip your dick off.” His eyes widened, he made the gesture of him zipping his lips and he ran into his room, then ran back out and said “Wait do you have a condom Y/N?” You turned back into Debbie’s room and grabbed your back, you grabbed the half empty box of condoms and threw them at him “I won’t need them anytime soon.” He smirked “Best sister-in-law.” You laughed “You know it.”

You walked down the stairs and towards the door when you saw Ian started to walk in with Lip behind him, you looked at Ian, and he stood at the door distracting Lip as you ran out the back door. You walked around giving Ian the thumbs up telling him it’s good, all there is left to do is get V and go get Lip’s birthday present, get some baby things. Then it was time to tell Lip.

You walked over to V’s door, knocking slightly, walking in yelling “Clothes better be on.” You looked down to see Jemma and Amy, you smiled “Hey baby girls, where’s mommy?” Jemma laughed “Mommy upstairs.” These two gems were 2 soon and they were as smart as there mom, you ran up the stairs, you walked into V’s room, she was putting on a shirt when you said “Grab the girl’s V, we’re going shopping.” V looked at you confused “For what?” You smirked “Lip’s present and baby things.” V’s face lit up “Omg, you can’t be serious? Lip finally decided to produce with a beautiful girl? The baby is gonna be so cute omg.” You smiled “Yes, and we’re having the gender reveal today, but Lip doesn’t know. So get the two little ones. Who are snooping again.” You turned around to see Jemma and Amy looking into the room smiling, you grabbed them and said “Let’s get dressed.”

You walked into their room, and chose out clothes for them. Once they were changed you all left the house, you got in your car, V got in after she was done buckling the twins in. And off you guys went to sort out everything, once you got to the mall you said “What should I get Lip?” V smiled “Something sweet, go to hot topic or something along the lines of that.” You smiled “Lets get on with it.” After a couple hours you got Lip his presents and bits and pieces for your baby, it was time to head back and set everything up.

You dropped V at hers and said “I’ll text you the time.” She waved goodbye as you drove off, you took all the stuff into the spare bedroom that was currently filled with a lot of pointless stuff, you decided to clean it out, after you were done, you set up the cot, changing table and dresser. You added decorations for the surprise and for the baby, after a while you came out with  this.

You were happy with the outcome of the room, hoping Lip liked it as much as you did. But now it was time, you grabbed out your phone texting, the Gallagher bunch, except Lip, V and her bunch. Telling them to come over, but cover Lip’s eyes with a bandanna or something, Fi texted back wondering what was going on. You told her, Debbie arrived first with a box, you smiled “In here.” She walked into the nursery with the box, which you presumed had balloons in it. We walked out to see Ian and Carl leading Lip in who was saying “Where am I? What are you guys doing to me?” You tried to hold back your giggle, you put Lip’s present in the nursery beside the box. You closed the door and nodded for them to take it off, you all yelled “Happy birthday Lip.” You smiled “Open the door.”

He said “It’s just the spare room what’s the big deal.” He opened the door, he looked around the room as he saw every bit of baby furniture. His mouth dropped “What?” You smiled “I’m pregnant Lip” He turned around to face you, his face was brighter than the sun, with a smile no one could replace. Your husband was standing there, speechless. You said “Ok, so I left it till you found out, and now I’m excited to find out the gender. Go open the box.” You both walked in, clicks were everywhere. Lip opened the box and out flew blue balloons, the biggest one said “It’s a boy.”

You yelped, Lip turned to you and hugged you, not too tight tho, he was scared he’d hurt the baby. He said “Oh, wow. Definitely the best birthday present. I don’t know what to say. I love you Y/N. Thank you guys, and whoever helped with this surprise you knew how to keep it quiet.” Ian said “Now it sums up why I dragged you out, why V, Debs and Carl all had the biggest grin when they looked at you now hey?” Lip laughed “Yeah. Now what’s next?” Fi said “I booked dinner now lets go.” Everyone left the room, you and Lip were too busy admiring it. Lip turned to you “I can’t wait to meet him. Our own little family is finally here.” He rested his hand on your baby bump, you stood on your tippy toes and kissed him, then said “Lets go.”

-5 MONTHS LATER-

You were due to have yours and Lip’s little boy in 2 weeks, wow the time went fast, it all felt like a blur. You and Lip were sitting on the lounge watching some show when you stood up to go get a drink, you felt water trickle down your legs, you looked down to see a puddle. You felt pain, you groaned “I think he’s coming.” Lip shot up, grabbed his phone, called an ambulance.  He was panicking while you sat on the lounge oddly calm, you laughed “Calm down Lip, go get the hospital bag for me.” Once Lip ran into your shared bedroom, you heard a knock at the door, you got up and waddled to the door, you opened it to see one paramedic, you said “Hey guys, lets just wait for my husband to get his ass back. And then we’re good.” The female paramedic said “You’re Ian’s sister-in-law right?” You smiled “Sure am why?” She yells out “Ian you might wanna come see this.” He ran out the car and saw you standing there.

He ran over and said “Where’s Lip?” Lip ran over and said “Right here, good you’re working tonight. Lets go babe.” You laughed as you waddled out to the ambulance, you got in, Lip and Ian were behind you. You laughed “It’s funny how Lip is freaking out and I’m here like it’s cool, I’m gonna give birth.” Ian laughed “The Gallagher was is to yell with you tbh. Want me to call Fi and all of them?” You nodded “Yeah why not.” You felt a contraction hit you, you grabbed Lip’s hand a squeezed it, Lip said “Ouch. Ouch. You’re gonna break my hand.” Ian laughed, as you snapped “You’re fault, you got me pregnant asshole.” Soon you arrived to the hospital, you were taken into the delivery room, you laughed at the sign “Yeah gonna be delivered I tell ya.” The lady paramedic said “Ian, your sister-in-law is something.” Once you got put into a bed a doctor came to check how far you were.

She said “You’re about half way to being completely dilated.” It took another 2 hours and by this time everyone was in the room, the same doctor returned and said “Well looks like your baby is ready to come out Mrs Gallagher.” You heart still flattered when anyone called you Mrs Gallagher, marrying Lip was the best idea, now a family, wow your life was going to plan. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt a contraction spike again for what felt like the 100th time, you said “So am I gonna get him out now?” The doctor said “He’s ready. So start pushing Mrs Gallagher.” There it was again Mrs Gallagher, you started pushing, while screaming and squeezing Lip’s hand, after a rough 30 minutes of pushing and screaming, you were finally able to introduce yours and Lip’s little boy.

Fi asked “What’s his name?” You and Lip said “Joshua Gallagher.” Joshua was beautiful, he had eyes shaped liked his dad’s, a nose like you. You could see how your’s and Lip’s genes worked perfectly for your beautiful little boy. And since that day you and Lip have never had a dull moment.

There we go guys, that was ‘Birthday Surprise’. I had so much fun writing this oddly, it was something different and it was great. I hope you liked it.

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2. Top 3 villains/antagonists

june stahl (sons of anarchy) - the best sons of anarchy villain, in my personal opinion. back when sutter actually a genious and not a fucking fanservicing sell out.

trinity aka arthur mitchell (dexter) - once again the best big bad in dexter. never thought john lithcow would scare the living shit out of me, but he manged to do it in the very first episode. although i still don’t fully buy the fact that trinity killed rita morgan ( i believe it was someone else, mostly the neighbor next door), he still was an amazing villain and did some horrible shit. watching him and dexter go one on one was more then entertaining and i honestly thing this is the only villain that was truly dexter’s worthy advisary 

honestly it’s sort of a copout, but azula (avatar the last airbender) and all four legend of korra antagonists - if there’s one thing i absolutely love is a complex villain and both azula and the four legend of korra villains are more than complex. azula is the definition of a tragic villian. she has mommy issues, abandonment issues, trust issues, was basically raised to be a weapon, feels unloved by her mother, doesn’t know how to handle failure, suffers from mental illness, and fell from a very high pedistal at the end of the atla. even the scene with her demise wasn’t something celebrated, it was sad. two of the legend of korra villains also fit this category, amon and kuvira. amon lived in an abusive relationship with his father, who was extremely hard on him and his brother during their waterbending sessions. he made the blood bend animals and each other and eventually amon ran off and grew up hating all benders. He saw how benders could take advantage of non benders. He wanted to take away everyone’s bending in order to make things equal. His methods were wrong, but what he stood for was more than understandable. Kuvira also had a sad past, filled with abandonment and mommy issues. When the earth kingdom fell into utter chaos, she jumped in to help when no one else would. She initially wanted to help the earth nation, but she became more controling. Kuvira is an incredibly sympathetic villain. The other two villains may not have had as tragic as a past, but they all stood for something that they really thought would help the world. Unalaq wanted to reunite the spirits with the natural world, but power eventually got to his head. The Red Lotus wanted the world to have true freedom, which got out of control when they started killing world leaders (who honestly deserved it *cough cough* earth queen) and tried to rid the world of the avatar

9. Top 3 fictional siblings

zuko and azula (avatar the airbender) - honestly my favorite dynamic in the entire avatar universe. sibling dynamics always get, especially the love/hate ones. they’re mean to each other, but there’s still love there. i just want them to be friends. 

the fisher siblings (six feet under) - the fisher siblings are my heart. the scenes between nate, david, and claire are either hysterical or heart breaking. i mean they cover for each other when they’re high at family dinners and support each other when life is fucking hard. love them

the gallaghers (shameless) - i may dislike a few of them, but i absolutely love their dynamic. especially fiona’s relationship with carl and ian. they’re basically her children, her babies.

10. Top 3 child characters (this one was hard because i generally don’t like kids, so i couldn’t think of any kids in tv shows. my mind kinda went blank)

toph beifong (avatar the last airbender) - my baby. little badass and earth bending prodigy. literally invented medal bending

carl gallagher (shameless) - okay i used to hate carl when i first started watching this show, but now i fucking love him. he’s honestly my favorite.

abel teller (sons of anarchy) - although he only had like 5 lines, abel teller was the only character i actually like in the end of soa. he was the only one that cared about tara and he still refused to see anyone but tara as his mother. i cry when i think about tara and abel’s relationship. they both chose each other. and like the mother/son dynamic was already precious, just think about what it could have been if tara lived. 

11. Top 3 elderly characters

uncle iroh (avatar the last airbender) - honestly if more people were like iroh, the world would be a better place. comical, insightful, badass, and an overall gem. honestly one of the best characters in the avatar universe.

lady olenna (game of thrones) - i’m so far behind, but lady olenna still slays

rick sanchez (rick and morty) - problematic grandpa sometimes, but i fucking love him. he’s funny and he loves his grand kids. 

12. Top 3 fictional animals/pets

badgermoles (avatar/legend of korra) - i want one so bad

kyubey (madoka magica) - even though he’s basically satan 

the direwolves (game of thrones) - i absolutely love wolves in general and i love how they are with the stark kids