#switch mickey milkovich

[dorkszn]

“quit squirmin’, will ya?” mickey rasps in your ear. you swallow harshly as you grip the fabric of his sweatpants.

“you guys are attacking me,” you scoff, mickey’s lips press against the skin of your throat again. bite marks and bright red bruises litter across your skin.

“god, you’re so dramatic.” your red-head boyfriend sighs from the end of your bed. ian kisses against your abdomen, softly sucking more hickies into your skin while his fingers toy with the waistband of your shorts.

“am not.” you glare down at him.

“are too.” mickey grumbles, softly digging his fingertips into your skin. you slightly squirm at the touch, a sigh leaving you.

“i am no—“

“god, you talk so much.” ian interrupts, bringing his lips to yours. he pulls your words from your throat and into to him, leaving you with nothing but gentle breathes and whines.

meanwhile, mickey’s hands slide into your pants, playing with the fabric of your boxers that were growing tighter by the minute.

suddenly, the sound of your phone ringing broke you and ian apart. “shit— sorry, one second.”

they don’t let you leave their trap so you just reach out and grab the phone. you flip the top part up and bring it to your ear. “hello?” you greet. your mother’s voice responds to you through the speaker.

“yeah, you know I’ll be there.” you reply as she talks. you feel mickey begin nipping at your neck and ian takes the waistband of your pajamas pants into his grip. a choked noise leaves you.

“sorry, I’m just… a little busy right now.” you speak out, your free hand reaching up to hold mickey’s hair to carefully push him off of you. but he doesn’t budge.

“yeah, ok, see you then, yeah, love you too, bye.” you say, quickly hanging up the phone.

“who was that?” the ginger questions, kissing your jawline.

“my mom, you assholes.” you scoff. ian pulls down your pants to completely reveal your underwear and growing erection.

“aww,” mickey hums and you can see his smug grin out the corner of your eye.

“shut the fuck up, milkovich,” ian snickers from his spot. “you too, gallagher.” you look over to him.

a smirk covers ian’s face. “why don’t you makes us, fisher?”

[sluttygallavich]

Mickey hears Ian breathe—I'm ready—and has to squeeze his eyes shut so this isn't all over before it even begins.

"I want you to. I– Mick, I want you," Ian whispers into the sliver of space still separating them. "Want you inside."

"Jesus Christ–"

Mickey is fumbling to get himself into position, but he hears Ian's soft laugh. A little shaky. Nervous, but trying not to be.

"Just Ian is fine," he quips.

Mickey blinks his eyes open in surprise and takes in Ian's half-quirked smirk. And just like that, all the pressure squeezed into the too small cell, all the expectation, all the years of fucking buildup leading to this moment—it all just releases into the recycled air and gets sucked up into the prison's ventilation system until there's nothing left but their bunk and their bodies and Ian's hand wrapping around the back of Mickey's neck, pulling him closer. Just them. Just Ian and Mickey.

Mickey snorts and presses a smiling kiss to Ian's chapped lips.

"Idiot."

"Yeah, but your idiot."

Mickey presses their foreheads together, both of them still grinning around the other's lips, and closes that final bit of distance, the tip of his cock pushing into Ian for the first time.

[mmandymmilkovich]

why would they completely and obviously change the layout of the milkovich house for season 3/4 onward? to victimize me personally?

[dreamjupiter]

and then he ruined it

missed ya.

Shameless US, S3

[arriansarchive]

Bottom!Dom!Carl Gallagher/Male!Top!Sub!Milkovich!Reader

This one's been in my mind for a while but I haven't acted upon my urges

Warnings since I forget to do them a lot: edging, pinching??? painplay????, other smut stuff, getting caught

Like season 10/11??? It doesn't really specify or anything but he's an adult

I've also decided to switch my name tag from y/n to m/n so yeah (i might forget in later stories so idk)

I used the word cock again be proud. im evolving

Summary: Porn

A simple day for junk food and TV programs. Well, that's what it was supposed to be before Carl got any bright ideas as usual.

Mickey had chaperoned you over to the Gallagher house after a job interview to help him with a few things, but you ended up just sitting with your boyfriend for a while. It wasn't the most productive thing you could be doing though nobody cared but Mickey.

By this time you both had gotten a few drinks down, and you were successfully quite tipsy. Not drunk to the point of delirium but not all there either.

You were barely paying attention to the TV until a rather heated, weirdly even, sex scene popped up. Carl laughed a little before leaning back in his seat.

A few minutes went past and in the corner of your eye you saw Carl stiffen, his mouth in a straight line. He seemed uncomfortable.

"You good?" You lolled your head over from the back of the couch to stare deeply at him.

He looked over at you, seemingly contemplating something before he lunged at you with full force. Carl pushed you back onto the couch vigorously with a elated look, straddling you.

"Don't tell me that shitty sex scene actually got to you." You rolled your eyes, but your breath automatically hitched whenever he grinded against you.

You tried to maneuver your way out from under him, but Carl held you down with such force that you didn't know where it even came from.

"I'm not going under today." He declares while shrugging off his jacket.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" You crossed your arms behind your head and yawned.

"You'll see." He muttered once he finally tugged his shirt over his head.

Carl started to unbutton the fancy shirt you had spent pretty much all your money on for your interview, but he decided to leave it on even after it was fully unbuttoned. Fucking in style or something like that.

He pressed his mouth up to yours needily. His hands were roaming your body and pinching you at random spots, making you flinch and groan into your boyfriend's mouth

You gasped lightly into Carl's mouth as his hands traveled down your dress pants, palming you roughly through your boxers. He had an evil smirk on his face.

"If you're this hard from me just doing that then you'd better prepare yourself." He whispered in your ear seductively.

You whimpered at the cold air whenever his hand left you, and your pants and boxers were pulled down.

Carl drug his hand up and down excruciatingly slowly for about a minute before teasing the tip with his thumb. The pad was circling the slit which was leaking steadily.

You were barely able to contain your noises of displeasure whenever he pulled away completely to take his own pants off but couldn't help to wonder what he was going to do next.

Suddenly he bent down from the couch and pulled out a few lube packets from one pocket of his pants.

"Were you planning this?" You managed to get out with a shakey voice.

He grinned. "Of course I was."

Carl was notorious for pain play with you. He loved doing it probably more than he loved normal sex without it, so no stretching wasn't a problem with him as he was usually the bottom.

He spread the lube over you, massaging around the base and tip mostly since he knew you were the most sensitive there.

You both groaned loudly in unison whenever he started to lower himself onto you. You were basically in agony from how slow he was going, and you could tell he was too.

You squeezed your eyes shut at the ecstasy that enveloped you at even the slight movement of his hips up and down on you. He had a maniacal look in his eyes.

He raised his legs up to where your tip was about to slip out and then slammed back down into you. Carl started a steady pace of this, not too fast but not too slow.

Both of your whimpers and groans were filling the silent, empty living room. Now that most of the Gallaghers were adults they weren't in the house a lot

Carl felt his wits end coming closer with each passing thrust, but yours was going even quicker. He had always noticed you were louder whenever you were about to finish.

Your hips spasmed as you came into Carl. He continued to bounce, chasing his orgasm while overstimulation engulfing your senses

Thick white ropes shot out of Carl rapidly with a loud scream of pleasure. You felt yourself start to harden once more and almost groaned in exhaustion.

He collapsed onto your chest, not bothering to take your cock out of him for the time being. It was silent until you both heard footsteps approach from the back door.

"Carl, what the hell are you doing?" A female voice yelped from the back of the couch.

"Tuning you out. What the hell does it look like?" He opened one eye passively and shrugged.

"Well, it looks like your fucking Mickey Milkovich's brother."

"That part is true too."

Your face flushed in embarrassment as Debbie and Carl argued back and forth about Franny's wellbeing and other concerns about fucking on the Gallagher house's couch. The words vomit and piss were used too much for your liking.

Ian's cackle became apparent from the kitchen along with Mickey's heavy footfalls.

"You fuckin' my brother, Gallagher?" He called.

You both decided to take your second round down to the basement. It's safe to say you got teased about it for a while after that.

[skxllz]

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male! reader introduces ian and mickey to the gayness goodness of iced coffee.

a jug of the cold beverage pulled from the fridge and sat on the counter, along with whipping cream, flavored creamer, sugar and chipped ice. you make quick work at blending each beverage — and then top it all off with a spin-top of whipped cream at the surface.

plunking a straw into the cups, before picking each glass up with little difficulty and shuffling to the living room of your apartment where the two males are spotted wrestling on the couch.

ian has mickey in a head lock, a smug look upon his handsome face, “ y’gonna apologize or what? ”

“ no! ” mickey huffed, trying to push the ginger's arms away — but to no avail. “ fuck off, gallagher! get off’a me! ”

you stand there for a minute and admire the little innocent, happy moment the two share. it isn't often mickey or ian catch a break, with the way the two's lives have always been — mickey either winding up in the can again, have something goin’ on with his family or even some shitty occurrence going on in ian's life like every other day. the two deserved to smile and laugh with one another... and you, who dropped into their lives just a year ago, wanted to make sure it happened.

so far, these past couple’a weeks, you've been doing a pretty good job at it.

“ hey, idiots- ” your presence gracing the living room caused both males to look up; ian being distracted, so mickey finally frees himself from his hold. the brunette shoots him a glare, but ian pays no mind to it - instead, wonders what exactly is in your arms.

“ what's that? ” ian nods at the drinks you're holding, watching as you cross the room to set them on the coffee table.

you hummed, “ iced coffee, ” before plopping down a good distance away from the two.

mickey's brow furrowed a good bit as he took note of that, but you didn't say anything. “ the fuck is iced coffee? ” he questions, looking between you and ian with his famous ‘ what the actual fuck ’ expression.

ian rolls his eyes. “ it's obviously coffee with ice in it. ”

�� and whipping cream, ” you add, smiling proudly. ian chuckles at that, seeming to find your beam of proudness cute. “ plus- the coffee itself is store bought in a jug. I didn't make it. ”

mickey's busy eyeing the drink, looking as if he was expecting it to jump out at him. then, he switches his eyes onto ian; giving him a small nudge. “ you try that shit first. I'm not dyin’.

“ why the hell would you die? ”

“ what if he's tryin’ ta’ fuckin’ poison us, huh? ”

ian gave mickey a deadpanned stare, absolutely done with his shit. although you didn't know whether he was joking or not, you still tried not to laugh — milkovich sure could be an ass sometimes.

ian sighs, turning to wrap his fingers around the cup. “ he's not going to poison us, mick. ” but, even though ian said that with confidence, he still sniffed the iced coffee once he brought it upwards.

as if he could smell anything, though.

.. but then again, he was an emt before. for all you knew —if you were going to poison them— there could be some type of technique behind it to sniff out drugs. like a damn blood hound or something.

oh well, not like there was drugs in there anyway.

slowly, after bringing the rim of the glass to his lips, ian took a sip. his brows pinched together and he hummed, smacking his lips together as he swallowed; pulling the cup back from his mouth. “ it's... ”

“ it's what? ” mickey looked ready to slap ian for being so vague with his dramatic pause. “ fucking what? spit it the fuck out. ”

“ good, ” the ginger grinned, taking another drink. that left mickey to look at him bug-eyed — before his gaze was turned to you.

then the drink.

... and he was snatching the cup up, taking his own sip out of curiosity.

“ the hell? ” mickey mumbled into the surface of the liquid, causing bubbles to arise; his brows were knitted again. whipped cream was sticking to his upper lip, making both you and ian grin.

“ you like it? ” you question, eager to hear his answer. you could never know with mickey — he often had the same reaction with everything.

something negative? swearing. something positive? swearing. only difference was, is that he sometimes changed his tone.

but right now, he just sounded uncertain.

to you, at least. ian could decipher that mickey enjoyed it, because he was laughing quietly under his breath and smiling. “ oh, he likes it. he's just surprised ‘s all. ”

“ hell yeah I'm surprised! ” mickey announced rather aggressively, his eyebrows now risen. “ this shit tastes like queer rainbows and- and fucking fairy sprinkles! and I actually like it! the fuck is that about?! ”

you had to press your fist to your mouth to keep from laughing. “ I'm, uh- I'm glad you like it. ”

it wasn't long before mickey chugged his entire iced coffee down. he ended up slamming his glass onto the table —a whipped cream ring around his mouth and on his chin— with widened eyes, and pupils blown out with amazement. “ get me s’more of this shit. ”

“ yes sir- ”

“ don't call me sir, that shit turns me on. ”

“ ... yes, uh- yes sir. ”

“ ian, grab his ass. I'm done playin’ games. ”

[wishyouloveme]

It always starts with a fight

Warnings: gun, Female reader, Y/n used, stealing, slight implications of smut. TW: KASH,nickname

 Pairing: Mickey Milkovich x Fem! Reader

A/n note: I'm sorry I've been so on and off lately! My job started up and I'm going back to school! But I'm back on writing finally!!

Requested (y/n): yes Hey girl!Could you make a Mickey Milkovich x Fem reader?Where the reader works at the Kash n grab, and Mickey comes in and keeps stealing, but at some point the reader surprises him by standing up to him. You can take it from there 

- Samantha ❤️

Request made by: @samantha-rae-velcher

It was a long day,and you were already fucking tired and upset. Kash had cut your pay in half because Mickey fucking Milkovich had been stealing while you were on shifts.

Thats why, today when Mickey walked in, and walked over to a basket, you got ready to grab the gun you had under the counter.

"I'm just gonna take my stuff and go, alright sweet pea? Alright sounds good" Mickey told you,and you gritted your teeth.

He didn't wait for an answer, and just kept walking around grabbing stuff. A Pringles tube, some sour cream, a hot dog packet, and more things you didn't have memorized off the top of your head.

He came up to the counter,smirking at you.

"Now,how about…hm…50 bucks from that cash register?" He asks, although you knew he wasn't asking.

You sighed,and made it look as though you were grabbing the money, before cooking the gun and aiming it at him, clicking off the safety as you did.

"How about you stop calling me fucking sweet pea,and you put the shit back" you demanded,cocking an eyebrow at hom,and motioning to the aisle where he got most of the stuff from.

That, was a mistake you didn't realize you were making.

He grabs the butt of the gun from you,wrenching it out of your hands and turning the barrel of the gun on you, and chuckling.

"Aw sweet pea, did you really assume that you could pull a gun on me?" He scoffed,and put some chips in the bag.

"And those too, sweet pea" Mickey hums out,to which you bit your lip and glared, opening the cash register.

You grabbed the money out of the register, before setting it down,watching as he reached out to grab it,to which you grabbed his hand, flipping him around and pushing him against a wall flipping the neon 'open' sign to 'closed'.

His face switched to one of surprise,which he quickly masked with a cheeky smirk,grounding against you slightly.

You gasped,your eyes widening as you let go of him in sheer surprise, to which he grabbed your waist,pushing you against the wall heavily.

"Never.underestimate.me.again. got it, sweet pea?" You nodded slightly,your eyes still wide as your breath was knocked out of you from him pressing you against the wall.

He grabbed you, the gun, and the cash,slipping the cash into his pocket.

"Thanks for the fun game" mickey hums out,grabbing the groceries and walking up backwards.

You calmed down for a bit before you realized something

"You son of a bitch,gimme my gun back!"

AND DONE!

❤Reblogs are always welcome!

[look-i-love-u]

Hello, Hello Vey! Sliding into your inbox today to ask you a question—

How do you think the Gallaghers story line would have changed if the order of siblings had been different? Say Ian or Lip were the oldest while Fiona was second oldest/middle? Do you think things would have been better, worse or relatively the same? How would the dynamics/closeness of siblings change?

How do you think the Gallavich story line would have played out differently had Ian been in the head of household role? (Gallavich being the same ages as one another of course!)

-Cheyanne🩷

Hey Chey,

thank you for the fun surprise in my inbox today! I can safely say that I never asked myself this question so it was an intriguing thing to think about today. xox

I think Lip might have stepped up. After fucking up hard and fast at first. Because being the head of the family isn't something he wants or takes lightly to. Yes, he pulls his weight but he also always seem to count on being able to fall back onto Fiona. But I do think he'd make it work. In his own faulty way in the end... with Debbie's help and Ian's and Fiona's if she'd be around. I imagine him being like he was with Xan at the end, ready and willing to make it work. While being completely lost and helpless in the beginning.

Now, imagining Ian as the head of the family is even more intriguing. Because I think he'd lose a big part of his younger self if he would be the eldest but he'd also find a part of himself sooner. I mean acing school work and doing after school activities and dreaming about miliatry life probably wouldn't happen for him. I think he'd throw school and start working at the Kash and Grab full time, pulling as many extra shifts as he can. Kash might be interested in an older Ian or he might not be - either way I think Ian would switch to working the clubs at night as soon as he realises that he can shake his ass at night and be there for the kids during the day and how much more money he can make that way.... I think he'd be very considerate and invested in taking care of the kids depending on him. He'd slip, sure. He'd fuck up, of course. But he'd always find his footing again - because he simply has to. He'd not fight for his army dream but for his kids. He'd definitely hate the little punk who messes with his siblings - so all the weird annoyance/slight admiration for bad boy Mickey Milkovich would be replaced with resentment and hate. Till the day Mickey beats up Lip and Ian decides to pay him a visit so Milkovich would never ever fuck with his little brother again. He'd take the baseball bat and nudge Mickey's back and they'd fight and they'd grapple and they'd be touching and pulling clothes and oops... somehow they end up fucking. Ian won't be impressed with himself but damn, he'd love the release of tension it'd bring him.... In the end he'd fight for Mickey too, instead of with him, and together they would somehow manage to make their weird little family work and keep them afloat. Ian's dedication plus Mickey's business saviness will do the trick. Plus Ian would definitely have V and Kev on his side. And Frank wouldn't know what hit him the next time he'd try to get into that house...

[acethetically-bway]

part 3 of shameless in the sims!! so sorry it’s been a minute, the new update wrecked my game for a bit so i got really unmotivated to play but we’re back now!

i played as the milkoviches for a little bit and when i came back to the gallaghers i found frank high out of his mind on pills coke AND weed simultaneously (the coke and weed make sense but i have no idea what kind of pills or where he got them).

monica was also high on coke and xanax (again, not a clue where she got the xanax) and yet still tried to *breastfeed* liam

debbie has slept probably about 4 hours in the last 2 days because she keeps having nightmares and seeing monsters poor girl :(

fiona owns a ✨strip club✨ now woooo and we’re making literally triple what she makes as a fast food worker this is the best decision i’ve ever made

one of frank’s clients is the bartender there which is kinda iconic ngl

ian and frank somehow got trapped UNDER THE STAIRS?

fiona got herself a hookup partner and i’m debating making things messy and seeing if i can hire him to work at the club

monica went on a baking binge while i was at fiona’s club and made 3 separate white cakes all at once

mickey likes to just,,,show up at the gallagher house and then immediately leave every time i try to get ian to do any sort of physical intimacy with him

lip and ian are both doing terribly in school and getting stoned with their friends all the time so that’s super fun

frank got one of his client’s teenage daughters addicted to coke and weed because her mom refused to buy coke when she literally invited frank to her house TO BUY COKE FROM HIM (oh btw frank sells weed now too did i mention that)

honestly not too much to say about carl besides the fact that he’s sad all the time and refuses to go piss or shower unless i force him to. literally he has voluntarily pissed himself twice

part 4 anyone?? also i promise i’ll play as the milkoviches more soon, lately my game has decided to just always load infinitely whenever i try to switch back to the milkovich household and ONLY the milkovich household soooo thanks EA :/

[samantitheos]

tag game wednesday doomsday

the continued distractions are needed, so thank you @deedala and @creepkinginc for the tags.

a day in the life of...

name: sam.

age: waving goodbye to the quintricennial and fast approaching the dreaded quadragennial.

are you in school, do you work full-time, or other? self-employed, aka i work as much as i can.

tell me about your morning routine on a school/work day: wake up (without an alarm, thanks body clock) within minutes of 8 am, open up all the blinds and peer outside with my hands clasped behind my back like an 80-year-old man for 1 to 2 minutes, pet the creature and the demon, start the coffee, wash my face, put on something one step up from pajamas, drink the coffee, start working.

what do you usually have for breakfast? more coffee.

how many breaks do you take during the day? my work-from-home habits have gotten progressively worse in the last 6 months or so. i used to work from roughly 8:30 to 1, break for lunch, and then work from 2 to 5:30 (and do more in the evenings if needed). now i am taking 20-minute fortnite breaks or galladrabble breaks or ... bedroom breaks 😇... every hour or so because I just cannot stay focused for long stretches of time. i dunno what is going on. (if i could switch from useless fortnite breaks to like...walking for 20 minutes on the treadmill or something...this actually wouldn't be a terrible thing, but...yeah...)

do you go straight home when you are done? straight from desk to couch lol.

do you like to go out in the evening? winter is coming. (aka no)

do you cook dinner or order in? usually "cook" (i use the term loosely)

how do you entertain yourself in the evenings? tv. gaming. reading. eating. embroidering.

and finally, tell me about your bedtime routine: brush my teeth, wash my face, feed the creature and the demon, put on the fan for white noise, read in bed until i fall asleep with the ipad in my hand or move on to under the cover activities. 😇

giving hugs and love to everyone who needs it even more than me today. and tagging a few lovelies in my mentions. @blue-disco-lights @vintagelacerosette @stocious @kiennilove @dreamjupiter

@francesrose3 @nymacron @mickeym4ndy @ian-galagher @jrooc

@especially-fuk-u @iheartmoons @sickness-health-all-that-shit @deathclassic @geonbaeeee

@rxinbowwparadise @mickey-milkovichs @takeyourpillsbitchh

[meta-squash]

Yet another piece for @shamelessdvdcommentary. I really appreciate getting to ramble on about my fic and also my thoughts on Mickey and characterization and things!

Abrade Summary: The immediate aftermath of 3x06. Mickey can't stop thinking about it.

[TW for discussion of rape aftermath in this post/fic]

Give us some stats - (when you wrote it, word count, how long it took to finish, is it a one-shot/multi-chapter, etc) This fic fell out of my fingers in one go, I think I wrote it in about 2 hours at 11pm in January 2019. It's a oneshot, 2,834 words.

What was the initial inspiration for your story? I had a mental image of Mickey sitting on the couch by himself just staring at nothing and then Terry leaning down and telling him to clean up, and I had also just read something for a different fandom that had very little punctuation and a lot of run-on sentences. I liked the anxiety and panic in that, and my brain switched on.

What was your favourite scene to write? I really liked the little detail of Mickey dumping the entire box of detergent into the washing machine because he just doesn't have the capacity to think about or care about measuring. I also really like the end, seeing/feeling that scene in the abandoned building from Mickey's point of view and his inability to react to Ian yelling at him.

How did you come up with the title? Just the idea of being emotionally/mentally/physically raw and worn away. The Mickey we see in the show post 3x06 is trying so fucking hard to keep the walls up and keep up appearances. But he feels so vulnerable and skinless and hurt, and I wanted to see that immediate aftermath reaction where he's all by himself and doesn't necessarily have to fake it for anybody and/or literally can't fake it because the trauma is too painfully fresh.

Are there any little moments or references you hope readers will notice? That almost the entire fic is long punctuation-less run-on sentences until the very end, after Ian yells at Mickey in the abandoned building and leaves and Mickey starts shooting his gun again.

Favourite line in the story? There are lights on in your house and you don't know if dad is home or what's going to happen when you step inside or who knows what happened since you left but fuck it because you're already half-dead right you always knew this was going to happen right you probably fucking deserved it right you're a goddamn Milkovich fucking a dude in your own goddamn house what the fuck else did you expect to happen certainly not a fucking celebration certainly not a fucking hug certainly not a surprise party Terry already got his surprise goddamn party.

Did the storyline change in any way as you wrote the story? I don't think I had a real storyline planned. This fic fell out all at once, completely linearly. I just started going and then stopped when it felt natural. I remember typing so fast because it was just a sudden blast of inspiration.

What are you most proud about in the story? (plot, characterisation, dialogue, twist/cliffhanger, etc) I love the pacing. It's so panicky and frantic, it really makes you feel for Mickey. I struggled with it a little bit, because the lack of punctuation sometimes makes it a little hard to read/parse what's going on, but I actually really like that because it feels like it's just another way of illustrating how Mickey is feeling, all tangled up and lost and hurting.

Are there any ‘behind the scenes’ info you’d like to share - e.g. what’s going on in a characters head in a certain scene or how you came to write a certain line? I really wanted to show the way the emotional trauma shows up as a physical reaction and vice versa; Mickey being unable to put clothes on but also unable to be naked so he puts everything on vs Mickey feeling like he can't even look at another person without wanting to commit violence. Or Mickey feeling like he's too much inside himself but also totally dissociating, basically all the physical and emotional sensations and contradictions that come with trauma and how much they switch back and forth and stuff.

Are there any ‘easter eggs’ in your story - e.g. references to other stories you’ve written, a trope you often use etc? Mickey vomiting on the dishes in the kitchen sink. I established it in this fic but I've mentioned it in 3 other fics now. I think it's such a great detail in that it's small but so visceral and intense and awful. I think it's important that a reaction be equal or nearly equal to its catalyst in some way, and I think it's also really important in storytelling to indicate the severity of an event in indirect ways. I think the upsetting/humiliating/gross nature of vomiting onto dirty dishes and not having the mental capacity to do anything about it is a good way to indicate the awfulness of Mickey's rape and just how badly it's traumatized him even if he doesn't have the language or ability to talk/think about it.

Were you nervous or excited to post this story? I think I bashed this story out in 2 hours, barely proofread it, and then just put it out in the world because I was so excited by it. It was just a flash of inspiration. I wish I could remember what music I was listening to when I wrote it.

Anything else you’d like the readers to know about the story? It was the first fic for the Shameless fandom that I wrote in second person POV, and it reminded me how much I love that as a stylistic choice. It also became the unintentional prequel to my fic Proof Of What You Want, which also uses the second person POV mechanic. The grammar in this fic is all whack because of the lack of punctuation, but I really really wanted the reader to feel that same level of breathless tension and panic and confusion through the inability to "rest" via commas while reading. I think it's a mechanic that worked really well.

[michellemisfit]

Weekly Tag Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @deedala @darlingian @suchagallabitch @energievie @creepkinginc @lingy910y @gembu-tortuesouscafeine @mickeysgaymom

1. if you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do?

Hmmmm. If it was ‘anything’ I’d switch with something with wings. But if it has to be a person then I guess the next best thing? Like a Circe du Soleil arial performer? Yeah, I think that’d be cool, but also after an hour I’d be kinda done. Perfect.

2. whats your most trivial / dumbest hot take?

I don’t have baths after dark. No one should. The nighttime monsters are gonna get you, if you’re wet after sundown. I don’t make the rules 🤷🏽‍♂️

3. If you had to teach a college course what would it be in?

Something animal related. Or problem solving and problem prevention. Like, I always say you can’t teach common sense but… maybe I could try?? Cause I think I’d be pretty good at it! Maybe not college. Get them earlier. While they’re malleable. Teach them how to spot shit that’s about to hit the fan. And what they can do to prevent it! Teach them how to walk into a room and register the 13 things that need to be addressed / fixed / saved / cleaned before they walk back out of the room. Yeah. I’d be good at that.

4. season 12 of shameless is suddenly happening and you’ve been put in charge! what plot point(s) are you gonna make happen?

I want them all to be settled and happy. I don’t need life to be perfect. But just…

I like Lip being into the building and decorating, but he’s soon gonna miss using his brain, so I’d like him to move into either the architecture side of things or the business management and franchising side of things.

I love Ian & Mickey being happily married forever and ever, and they’ve gone through so much shit, they should just get to be happy, but! I hate that all mentions of Ian’s bipolar were cut from season 11. This doesn’t just go away. Show me how well they deal with it now, but also how it’s still hard, and how it touches a part of Mickey’s hurt and trauma that he doesn’t want to achonowledge, and how sometimes it makes Ian self-loathing and mean and Mickey scared and angry, and when they get like this they lash out at each other. And then show me how, even when things are hard, they continue to fight for each other and choose each others, because they will ALWAYS choose each other.

Sandy is going to come back and Debbie and her are gonna make a real go of it.

Carl is going to buy and run The Alibi and it’s going to be awesome.

5. who would be your godly parent? (can be any mythology).

The Black Rabbit of Inlé.

Oh, there's no more to fear in death than in the changing of the seasons.

You all know how some rabbits seem just to throw their lives away between two jokes and a theft: but the truth is that their foolishness comes from the Black Rabbit, for it is by his will that they do not smell the dog or see the gun…But the truth is — or so they taught me — that he, too, serves Lord Frith and does no more than his appointed task — to bring about what must be. We come into the world and we have to go: but we do not go merely to serve the turn of one enemy or another. We go by the will of the Black Rabbit of Inle and only by his will. And though that will seem hard and bitter to us all, yet in his way he is our protector.

6. what’s something you love about yourself?

I’m funny, kind, competent, hard working, and creative. I hate myself a lot, but I’m also pretty fucking awesome. Two things can be true at the same time. I contain multitudes. 🤷🏽‍♂️

7. describe your day in 5 emojis:

😭🥓🍳🥲🛍️

8. what shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight?

Jimmy-Steve, Liam, and Fiona. Tommy, Kermit, and Kate. Iggy and Walter Milkovich (if they’re high, which they will be). Also Karen, Ned, and Kash.

9. tell us 2 truths and a lie, we’ll try to guess the lie!

10. do you have a pet(s). if so how did they get their name?

Mouse was named after Michael ‘Mouse’ Tolliver (Tales of the City) by Ruth and after Mouse the Temple Dog from Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files by me. Full Name: Mouse McFeathers.

Howard was named after the foreman in charge of a big building project at the farm, at the time when we rescued him as a kitten. Howard Alan Crisp, giving his name to our three kittens Howard, Alan, and Crispy. Full Name: Howard ‘Bonk Bonk’ Bambino.

Wiggins was named after the cyclist Bradley Wiggins, because he was big at the time, and it was better than Froome, which was the other name on the table, and closest to Arthur, which is what I wanted to call him. In the end we let Mouse choose by writing all the names on pieces of paper, folding them up, and picking the one she swiped off the table. Full Name: Wiggins Dangerbean.

11. show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence

12. whats your typical coffee / tea / beverage order?

Chai Latte

I would like to tag @suzy-queued @vintagelacerosette @sam-loves-seb @lupeloto @shameless-notashamed @transmickey @heymrspatel @gallawitchxx @francesrose3 @jademickian @sickness-health-all-that-shit @metalheadmickey @gardenerian @callivich @celestialmickey @look-i-love-u @rutherinahobbit @palepinkgoat @whatthebodygraspsnot @depressedstressedlemonzest @rereadanon @the-rat-wins @tsuga-of-mars @too-schoolforcool or just hand you a flower and let you pet a puppy 🐶

[deedala]

Deanna, I LOVE your cozy gifset 💖 and I feel that they would make their apartment so cozy this time of year?

Like, maybe both of them have disliked winter for various reasons but now they’ve got their own place with good heating and a fireplace, they can make it so nice. So winter doesn’t seem so bad.

They’ve got special cozy bedding that’s really soft and warm, a scented candle that smells of trees that Ian bought which Mickey complained about but now loves, they can be so warm for the first time in their lives. When the snow falls they can enjoy it rather than worrying about feeling cold. They’ve got plush blankets on the couch that they wrap themselves up in and cuddle. They buy some ~expensive~ hot chocolate and marshmallows and drink it while they listen to the crackle of the fire. They hang up lots of colourful lights and decorations.

They create such a cozy place for themselves, full of love and warmth.💖💖💖

hi calli!! eeee~ thank you 😊 i really wanted to spread those warm-fuzzy snuggly feels with that set!! 🥰 You're so right about how Ian and Mickey would make their home so warm and soft. After growing up in houses where sometimes the heat isnt even working in the winter? Yeah, they're absolutely keeping it toasty in their west side apartment!! And that fireplace that Ian was so excited about?? Oh yeah, that thing is on all the time. As soon as the air outside starts to get chilly, if those boys are home you better believe that fireplace is roaring!! Please, can you imagine Mickey pulling out the box of Christmas lights and they're all tangled? The man would have a coronary. He'd be pulling out his switch blade within seconds and Ian would have to physically take them away. And then Ian would be trying to untangle them for like an hour before he gives up and they just artfully drape the half-untangled string lights over a chair back, plug them in, and call it a day. Everything they buy from then on is pre-lit. SO many warm soft plush blankets around the house, draped all over the place. (Folding blankets and putting them away, who is she?) You cannot sit down in their apartment without there being a blanket behind you or underneath you primed and ready to wrap around your body. They invest in a new cozy (not shredded) robe for Mickey. They become slipper people. Like thick warm socks AND slippers. No Cold Feet Allowed in the Gallagher-Milkovich household. 😊 Mickey likes to spike his hot chocolate. He also gets extra marshmallows. lol okay well thank you for the cozy message and thanks for letting me play along!! 😆 💖💖💖

[slim-jims-in-this-shit-hole]

🌶 SPICY GALLAVICH COLLAB 2022 🌶

[ hosted on ao3 & tumblr by @spicygallavichcollab mods @thisdivorce & @breedxblemickey ]

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↳ the menagerie by @crossmydna [E, 79K WIP]

BDSM club au - group sex - meet-sexy | ian gallagher loves his life, finally... until he finds himself splurging on a membership to an exclusive bdsm club and meeting the notoriously hard-to-please club veteran, mikhailo milkovich. | everyone's favorite WIP started this time last year with the inaugural spicy collab! & new updates are still coming...

↳ my world has teeth by @notherenewjersey [E, 6.1K]

a/b/o - tw: abuse - scenting | ian, an alpha, casually fucking a herd of betas/other alphas and longing for a real connection. mickey, raised in an omega training camp after he was sold by his father immediately after his relatively late presentation. until… | this one's dark, but SO WELL WRITTEN. heed the tags bbs!

↳ at attention by @squidyyy23 [E, 5.4K]

post-canon - roleplay - military kink | cleaning out ian’s childhood bedroom, mickey learns about a fantasy he’s been hiding and surprises his army brat of a husband. | this one ends soft, as it should. because as the tag says, it always comes back to soft husbands!

↳ freak peak by @whatthebodygraspsnot [E, 9.2k]

roommate au - power bottom mean dom!mickey - restraints | snagging a roommate who’s a switch when you’re also a switch is like winning the horny alignment lottery. that is, until you’re both on that dominant upswing. | i've never been the same after reading this. there, i said it. i've never. been. the. same.

↳ show me (to) your garden by @arrowflier [E, 5.6K]

established relationship - outdoor sex - felching | “wait,” ian tries, leaning back despite the press of his hips into mickey’s hand.  “we shouldn’t, not in front of the—” “yes, in front of the tomatoes." | this is how i learned what felching is! who says porn can't be educational?

↳ i'll take care of you by @thisdivorce w/ art by @filorux [E, 6.5K]

tumblr!mickey - bottom!ian - literal boot licking | when his boyfriend has a bad day at work, mickey wants to make sure he feels taken care of. If that means ian wants to switch things up and be a fucking bossy bottom, so be it—mickey likes being told what to do. | the art alone will do you in! then the fic comes in to finish the job! beware.

↳ (g)loved up by @gallawitchxx [E, 5K]

tumblr!mickey - oh my god, they were roommates - glove kink | saturday has become their unofficial day together, until one saturday, ian has to work. mickey answers more tumblr asks that day than he has since they started spending saturdays together. by tuesday, the packages begin arriving. | this is one of my favorite things i've ever written! so i hope you enjoy!

↳ get a clue by @grumble-fish [E, 5.5K]

detectives au - there's only one bed - cuddling | detectives mikhailo milkovich and ian gallagher are on the move after a known meth dealer out of chicago. they're tracing him up into minnesota, but on they way they have to stop for the night in the middle of nowhere. there's one room left at the hotel and—you guessed it—it has only one bed! what happens next for our heroes? tune in to find out! | i fucking love it when there's only one bed! slash it's always nice when there's snuggling after the smut.

↳ lick me up by @thefirst8feet [E, 5.5K]

royalty au - power play - dirty talk | swipe up. turning the wrist in to create momentum for the back swing. one step back, two steps forward. elbow tight. this was mickeys favorite part of the day. | not my usual read, but oh so fun! the banter is wicked & there's many types of swordplay...

↳ strangers on a train by @breedxblemickey & @thisdivorce [E, 1.9K]

trans!mickey - strangers - semi-public sex | every second night, like clockwork, as mickey comes home from his shift, the stranger gets on. it’s a constant in mickey’s life. taxes, rent, and the handsome stranger eyeing him on the train. | this one also has a follow-up, which you can find here.

↳ half of a king by @breedxblemickey [E, 8.3K]

a/b/o - royalty au - soulmates | “tell me, mikhailo, how does it feel to have that power? How does it feel to be one half of a King?” terrifying. | a/b/o, royalty au, bree -- what more do you need to know?

↳ in the midnight hour by @lesbiangallagher [E, 4K]

tumblr!mickey - trans!mickey - oral sex | to: hornygaythug, anonymous said: ever gotten mind blowing head before? | i honestly can't even form coherent thoughts... just read it.

↳ when all is said and done by @tellmegoodbye [E, 4.2K]

post-canon - husbands - d/s dynamics | after an exhausting day of work, all ian wants to do is to take care of his husband and help him forget. mickey has other plans. | harley's writing is so fucking tender. shit. made me a little misty-eyed when i was supposed to be horny! & i loved every minute of it.

↳ church of burnt romances by @mikhailoaleksandrmilkovich [E, 4.3K]

priest kink - bottom!ian - edging | ian gallagher is a catholic priest with a few secrets. one of which goes by the name, mickey milkovich. | the priest!ian brainrot is strong here.

[gardenerian]

So, let's talk about laughing during sex. Because with Ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich in a room, something funny is bound to happen. Mickey keeps telling Ian to go harder and Ian snaps his hips and Mickey's head smacks against the wall. Or they try to switch positions and fall off the bed. It doesn't stop anything because they can't help but be into each other but they do take a minute to laugh about it.

oh HELL yeah. is there anything better than that? laughs that turn all breathy and then give way to moans, or smiling through kisses AGH yeah that's the good stuff!!!! i love them getting to have FUN with sex. it used to be so hurried and serious and now they get to TAKE THEIR TIME and be silly and try new things 🥰 sex is not always sexy lmao, i love when we can acknowledge that! they're not always gonna be smooth lol, sometimes sex is downright goofy 😇

[callivich]

Random Gallavich Meet-Cute (and meet-ugly) AUs

Prompts for fics, headcanons, or discussion, etc. Interpret these however you like and feel free to use them as just a jumping off point, you don’t have to stick to the exact prompt or characters mentioned! Btw, if anything along these lines has been written, please do recommend them to me!

Ian is an emergency plumber who has a free appointment at 8:30am. Mickey is a half-asleep guy with a broken toilet who has completely forgotten about the dildo he’s left in the bathroom.

Mickey works nights. He doesn’t appreciate the music and terrible singing coming from his next-door neighbour’s apartment at six in the morning. Why does this guy think he can hit the high notes?!

When Mickey was a closeted teen, he secretly read fanfiction. Now, ten years later, his favourite fic writer has updated their story. No one else seems to be commenting though. Mickey takes the jump and comments so that the person will continue. Ian can’t believe anyone would want to read his writing that he started as a teenager after all this time.

Ian’s a driving instructor. Mickey’s a reluctant student who never passed the test as a teenager and now, in his 20s, needs to earn his licence for his new job. At first they dread spending hours together in the car but then…something changes.

Mickey usually hates working the late shift at the diner. But when a hot redhead appears late every night to study in the corner, ordering nothing but pancakes and coffee, he can’t help but start to look forward to work.

What if Ian was the prison guard that Mickey seduces to get out of jail? And what if, once he’s out, he can’t stop thinking about Ian?

The first rule of scamming is don’t fall in love with your target. Well, maybe it’s not the first rule but it’s definitely a rule. And Mickey’s broken it because he can’t stop thinking about Ian Gallagher. Only problem is how can they have a relationship when Mickey’s spent all this time trying to scam him?

Mickey is a handyman/builder. His latest job is working on a room which he’s pretty sure is gonna be some kinda sex dungeon. Even though his client, Ian, insists it’s a ‘workout’ room. Maybe Mickey is wrong and this is just a weird home gym but either way…..one thing he does know is that he’s got the hots for Ian.

Ian works at 50s themed diner, the waitstaff have no choice over their costumes. Ian has taken the last greaser costume and the new guy, Mickey, is pissed the only costume left is a nerd. He tries to get Ian to switch with him. But when threatening Ian doesn’t work….he tries a different tactic….flirting. Only he’s not that good at it…

Mickey is private detective and is on a routine ‘my husband is cheating’ job when he spies a familiar face. He’s only seen the guy in pictures, but he knows he’s Mandy’s boyfriend. And he’s with the guy Mickey’s supposed to be tailing. Ian is gay? And cheating on Mandy? He doesn’t know what to do with this information. Mandy knows Ian is gay. Unfortunately, Mickey doesn’t know that, and he decides to follow Ian to get evidence but ends up falling in love with him.

Ian is looking forward to the class trip to the national park. Only problem is, everyone has to be partnered up and Ian is partnered with….Mickey Milkovich? Ian’s never even seen this guy in school but he’s heard about the Milkovich family. It isn’t long before disaster strikes and they’re lost in the woods, all because Mickey wanted to explore off the trail.

Mickey stumbles across Ian injured in an alley. He’s been mugged. Unable to afford the hospital bills, Ian says he’s fine but Mickey can see he’s not. Ian says he used to be an EMT and that he knows how to take care of himself. But the injury is in an awkward place and it’s obvious he won’t be able to. Without thinking, Mickey offers to patch him up - suggesting that Ian can tell him what he needs to do. Ian accepts and finds that Mickey, despite first impressions, is quite gentle.

Ian needs a roommate and fast, otherwise he’ll have to give up his apartment. He’s contacted by a parole officer who has a parolee who needs a place to live. Ian’s hesitant but he’s also desperate so he agrees. Mickey is rude, complains about everything and leaves a mess everywhere he goes in the apartment. Ian’s at his wits end but he has to make this work. Mickey seems to love getting a rise out of Ian, so Ian decides he will pretend nothing Mickey does bothers him, but it’s not so easy….

Mickey is a homeless runaway living in an abandoned building. Ian runs a successful social media account which details his adventures as an urban explorer. Mickey is pissed when Ian appears. He doesn’t want anyone around and he doesn’t want attention brought to where he lives. At first, Ian keeps coming back because he wants to explore but then he starts to realise it’s also because he likes Mickey.

Below Deck AU. Ian has been invited on a yacht by his much older boyfriend and his friends. Mickey is a deckhand. The boyfriend and his friends just want to drink cocktails and sunbathe, Ian is the only one who wants to go do the water activities so he ends up spending a lot of time alone on and in the water with Mickey. One night, Mickey suggests he and Ian sneak up to the top deck and into the jacuzzi. Will Ian take him up on his offer…?

Mickey’s got a fever and he’s delirious. Mandy can’t stay with him while she goes to work but not to worry! She’ll ask her EMT friend, Ian, to go in a check on her brother. Meanwhile, Mickey is having a seriously wild dream - a hot redhead is in his bedroom, taking his temperature, getting him water, helping him. When he recovers, he lets slip that he had a dream about a hot guy and Mandy laughs - “not a dream, Mickey! that was my friend, Ian”. Uh-oh - he remembers thinking the guy was hot but he hopes to god he didn’t actually say that out loud….

Ian is a firefighter called out by a concerned neighbour to help a guy who is climbing a tree to rescue his cat. Mickey is pissed when Ian appears. Because he’s fine. He’s absolutely fine. He’s definitely not stuck in the tree and no he doesn’t need a fuckin’ firefighter.