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THIS BLOG HAS OFFICIALLY MOVED !

@mouseymilkovich → @mousesquinn

the blog is still 18+ only, as is this one ! — and a few things will be reuploaded there as well ! the current tagging list for everything will be WIPED btw ! * everything regarding a new taglist will be posted on the new blog

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The Animal | Lip Gallagher x Reader

Lip Gallagher x fem!reader — reader is Helene Runyon's daughter (unspecified, could be biological, adopted, donor, etc. it's up to interpretation!), and a university student taking an engineering class, otherwise everything is neutral! | MINORS DNI. SH / ED DNI.

previous chapter | fic masterlist | next chapter summary: Lip hanging around your house makes you wanna be everywhere but. You do have to come home sometimes though, even if it means having to face your biggest, and hottest, annoyance. word count: 1.5k cw: again, mentions of Lip & Helene's relationship (duh), f!masturbation, mentions of Youens's drinking

Lip was seriously beginning to piss you off.

You had spent so much time avoiding your house during the past few weeks, trying desperately to forget that your engineering TA was banging your mom, that people were starting to think you were a couch surfer. It's not like you could explain the situation as to why you weren't home much, because you would've landed your mom, and Lip, in a shit ton of trouble. The kind of trouble that could've cost your mom her job, Lip his scholarship, and you, whatever semblance of a relationship you had left with your mother. That was just not worth the hassle, let alone the drama.

Unfortunately, you did have to come home from time to time so you could access your clothes beyond an overnight bag — and lord help you, you were not going to share any underwear with your friends, you loved them, but some of them were sluts who loved rolling around with frat boys. Not that you weren't sex positive — frat boys, to your knowledge, were just disgusting. So, you went home.

Of course, much to your absolute delight, Lip was there. That confused you though; Lip, alone? In your house?

"Your mom said I could leave whenever. Did some studying, watched some TV," He shrugged, almost as if he could see the thoughts in your brain. "I can fuck off, if you want."

"Oh, I just didn't realize you practically moved in since you've been fucking my mom," You retorted with a slight bitterness underneath your tone.

"And apparently you've practically moved out. Your mom says you're home, what, like twice a week?" He grunts in response, arms crossing over his chest.

Well, excuse you for not being the biggest fan of someone your age having an affair with your mother. You almost shouted that, but you just rolled your eyes, then marched up to your room. Not too long after, you came back down with a laundry hamper, and changed into some clean clothes.

"Why are you being such a little brat about this?" Lip taunted, hovering behind you as you went to the washing machine.

Your eyes widened, you almost couldn't believe what he just said. "Are you serious? My mother is fucking a guy my age, my parents apparently have an open marriage and have for years, I feel like I'm going insane. And, it seems like you're always everywhere I go! Home, school, you're literally everywhere! Can you please just get off my dick, and let me do my fucking laundry in peace here?!"

Raising his hands in defense, Lip chuckled a little bit in your direction. "Sorry. Guess I'm just used to my parents being married while not giving a shit about who they're fucking or when, and everybody always being in my business all the time."

"What?" Your eyebrows raised in genuine surprise and confusion.

It had never occurred to you, but you didn't really know anything about Lip, his family, where he came from. You knew there was a small stint when he brought his baby brother around campus, but that was kind of it. You never really had cared to ask why before, it was college, people did random things like that all the time.

"I'm from the south side, why the fuck do you think I'm a scholarship kid?" He chuckled lightheartedly, almost as if he were shrugging it off as no big deal.

It was a big deal, though, at least in your mind. You knew the stats about the south side, you knew that the chances of getting out of there and being successful were slim.

"That's... kinda cool, actually," You muttered, almost reluctantly. You hated to admit it, but it was somewhat admirable of Lip to have gotten a scholarship, and that he was working to keep up with everything. If it weren't for the whole him fucking your mother thing, you would probably have a ridiculous amount of respect for him.

It was a sudden tone shift between the two of you. Your laundry was in the washer, you turned to face the Gallagher behind you while holding your now empty hamper. Your mom was teaching today, your dad was at work as well, and Dylan never usually came home during the week. But your mind couldn't go anywhere dangerous, you reminded yourself, Lip was your engineering TA — not to mention that he's sleeping with your mother. That just screamed all kinds of weird in the back of your head. By all accounts, Lip Gallagher was absolutely, 100% off limits to you. No excuses.

So, as you moved past him to leave your hamper by the staircase, you had to take a deep breath. Calm down.

"Well, I'll see you around. I gotta go grade some shit for Youens," Lip mentioned casually as he headed to the front door, grabbing his jacket. He could see you about to open your mouth, and added, "No, your paper isn't graded yet."

"That's not what I was gonna say," You mumbled in response. "I was just gonna say see you later."

And, with that typical little smirk of his, he slipped out the door. God, he was infuriating. Infuriating, and goddamn hot — wait, no. Not hot, definitely not hot. He can't be hot, he's sleeping with your mother.

You shake out of that thought, and spend the rest of your free day doing your laundry. Maybe you could stay home tonight, hole up in your room and put on a movie, just indulge in a little bit of self care for the first time in a little bit. You knew your mom's classes today ran late, and it wasn't uncommon for your father to go for a drink with his work buddies, so you could have a little bit of peace for at least a few hours.

After your load of laundry was finished, you brought your clean clothes and some snacks up to your room, prepared to hole up for the night. You put on a movie, but suddenly found yourself distracted from watching it, as your mind kept wandering back to...

Lip.

Wait, Lip?

No, no — you could not be thinking about him. You had to remind yourself, he was off limits to you. You were playing a dangerous game.

But, then again... you were just thinking about him. Who would really know if you had a little fantasy you just had to get out of your system? Then you'd never think about him in that way again! It was totally fine, wasn't it?

So, you let your mind wander, drifting into those dangerous thoughts that you had scolded yourself for moments prior. Your hand drifted down to the front of your shorts, past your dampening panties, and your fingers slowly teased through your folds.

This was so dirty and wrong.

Still, thoughts of Lip danced around your brain as you slipped a finger inside your cunt while your thumb teased your clit. The thoughts of him made you quicken your pace, thumb rubbing in tight circles, a second finger now pumping in and out of your weeping hole, and all you had to do to finish was curl your fingers in just the right spot and...

God, you just made yourself cum thinking about Lip Gallagher, you felt... a little bit disgusting. But, now it was out of your system at the very least. You got up, used the bathroom and washed your hands. Surely, those thoughts plaguing you would fully disappear now.

You slept pretty well that night, and now that your mind was a Gallagher free zone, you could focus on the day ahead. You treated yourself to your favourite smoothy on your way to class, and then it hit you like a train — today was a class with Youens, and Lip. God fucking dammit.

Shaking your head, you slipped into your seat with your laptop and smoothie, and turned your eyes to Youens... the old drunk bastard, fast asleep at his desk, shocking to nobody at this point. So, you had no choice but to look at Lip, beginning to teach the class once it started.

You got it out of your system, so why were you so nervous all of the sudden?

Probably because seeing him made you wonder, what would it be like to experience the real thing? Lip touching you, going down on you, even fucking you...

No!

You squeezed your eyes shut and took a deep breath, pushing those thoughts from your head for the time being. Once you opened your eyes, you noticed Lip looking at someone else in the class, and you decided to fake a yawn to see who he was looking at.

Some bleached blonde, it seemed like she was mouthing to him, "you wanna fuck?"

And he seemed pretty interested. So, maybe sex was the only thing he was interested in with literally any woman he encountered. That was perfectly fine.

Besides, you didn't actually like him, he was just masturbation material...

Right?

Maybe this weekend you would actually go to one of those frat parties your friends kept trying to drag you too. Surely, you could get Lip off your mind by having some actual sex. Only time would tell.

© mousesquinn all rights reserved !

** i do not consent to my work being copied, reposted anywhere, or used to train ai bots. this is the only website and main blog where i post my writing !

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The Animal | Lip Gallagher x Reader

Lip Gallagher x fem!reader — reader is Helene Runyon's daughter (unspecified, could be biological, adopted, donor, etc. it's up to interpretation!), and a university student taking an engineering class, otherwise everything is neutral! | MINORS DNI. SH / ED DNI.

summary: Waking up on a Sunday morning, and being greeted by your mom's new boy toy, who happens to be your annoyingly hot engineering TA, is not what you expected to happen while beginning your journey at university. How did you end up here? word count: 1.1k cw: none as of rn, just (obviously) mentions of Lip & Helene's relationship !

"Oh, you have got to be shitting me."

This morning, it led you to recall the events of the past few weeks that brought you here. How did you end up in such a royally fucked up situation?

You'd started your engineering class with Professor Youens; nothing super out of the ordinary other than him being a drunk. Your mother had mentioned as such when you discussed your classes and professors with her, she was a professor herself, so she knew them. Helene Runyon, she used her maiden name professionally so nobody really thought twice about your attendance. That was probably a good thing, otherwise people could say you'd used the "mommy" card to get your scholarship. No, you'd worked hard to be here.

Professor Youens eventually ended up getting a teaching assistant, Lip Gallagher — or, TA Gallagher, as you were supposed to refer to him. He'd seemed fine at first; until you began to catch on to what a complete douchebag he really was. You found many girls in your class fawning over him, and he clearly thrived on it. So, he was hot, so what? You were here to learn, not to gawk at the hot TA. You'd had exactly one conversation with him after class one day.

"Excuse me, TA Gallagher, I'm having a little trouble understanding what exactly I'm supposed to do for this paper—"

And he cut you off pretty quickly. "Read the rubric, it's basically idiot-proof."

You decided to stop going to him with questions after that. You could ask your peers, or God fucking forbid, Youens himself.

As it turned out, your mother had gotten a student that was a thorn in her side too; Gallagher was in one of her classes. You should've known then where that would lead, but the thought never occurred to you. Looking back, you're not entirely sure why it didn't — ever since you found the secret of your parents' open marriage, you'd also learned that your mom was a cougar. They could've just not told you, you weren't sure if they'd told Dylan, but you were staying at home for college, so you would've found out one way or another.

God, how you wished your parents would've just gotten a divorce or something instead.

No, this was your life since turning 18 years old. Parents with an open marriage, attending college where your mother taught, and having to put up with a mildly insufferable, yet annoyingly hot, TA in one of your classes. The saving grace here was your friends — you could stay with them from time to time, especially after a night out on the weekends... well, parties more than full on nights out, but still, a fun time to forget about your somewhat strange life, if only for a moment.

There had been few times you spotted your delightful TA at a party. Sometimes, they'd even been in his dorm building. Your paths never really crossed beyond a quick glance, maybe a friendly hello... there was one time he was making out with one of your friends, but you didn't really care all that much. People made out at parties all the time, it wasn't that big of a deal to you. You'd spend your Sundays hungover (unless you had decided to be the designated sober friend), maybe see your brother if he came for a weekend visit, and that was about it.

Until this particular Sunday. You'd snuck in sometime in the middle of the night, but that was easy to do when there was literal pounding coming from your parents' bedroom. You paid it no mind, figuring your mom must've found herself a brand new boy toy. And, well, you weren't exactly wrong...

"Oh, you have got to be shitting me," Were the words that came out of your mouth when you saw him coming down the stairs; Lip Gallagher, shirtless with his hair a mess.

You had just made breakfast and coffee for yourself, your dad was gone golfing so no breakfast from him today.

Lip stopped dead in his tracks, looking at you as if you were the one that wasn't supposed to be here, as if this wasn't your house.

"Of course you're my mom's new fuck buddy," You groaned, rubbing your temples.

"No fucking way — your mom is Helene? Are you serious?" He looked around with a bit of a laugh, that stupid laugh he did when he brought his hand near his mouth. "Holy shit, small world."

You blinked. There was no way his only response was holy shit, small world. You almost wanted to either smash your face into your breakfast, or smash your breakfast into his face. His stupid, handsome face...

He sat across from you at the table with his own cofffee, and it wasn't too long until your mom was downstairs too, pouring her own coffee.

"Ah, sweetie, I see you've met Lip," She said casually, as if she weren't sleeping with somebody closer in age to you than herself.

"Yup," Is the only response you can muster before shoving a bite of food into your mouth.

She must have sensed the bitterness underneath your tone, so she decided not to press on — for now, at least. Whether or not she'd address the elephant in the room was to be determined.

It's not like you didn't know that your mom was banging guys closer in age to you than her, because you did... maybe what made this so weird was that this was somebody you knew. Lip wasn't exactly your best friend... or, your friend at all, rather, but it's not like he was some stranger that you didn't have to think twice about. Somehow, that made this feel a lot heavier than you ever anticipated.

As much as you were loving this awkward silence at the table, you decided to excuse yourself and go back up to your room. You needed to process this mess, and you were gonna do that in your own damn space.

Staring at the ceiling after flopping down onto your bed, your mind was a whirlwind. But the biggest, most blaring thought at the forefront of your mind was, out of every guy on campus, why him? Why Lip fucking Gallagher? Apparently, your mom was no better than any of the other girls in your engineering class who were gawking constantly. Maybe you'd expected too much from your mother since finding out about her taste for younger men.

You held a pillow over your face and groaned loudly into it before setting it aside again. There wasn't anything you could do right now, dwelling on it wasn't going to help either. This week, you'd find something new to focus on instead, no matter how much your mind tried to say otherwise. For now, it was just avoid the Gallagher inside your home, and trying to pay him no mind in class.

But, that would prove to be easier said than done.

© mousesquinn all rights reserved !

** i do not consent to my work being copied, reposted anywhere, or used to train ai bots. this is the only website and main blog where i post my writing !

[mousesquinn]

tomorrow...

she's baaaaack

[mouseymilkovich]

rewrite and reupload of the animal coming tomorrow on my new blog !

[mousesquinn]

hello friends, unfortunately if it wasn't painfully obvious, mousetober isn't happening this year 😭 mousemas is still on the table depending on what goes on in my life!

as of right now, things are a little hectic in my life. so i think any current requests will be on hold indefinitely, and requests will remain closed for the time being. i hope you all understand<3

BUT!! i am not going away altogether. i'm gonna attempt to do some fic writing, including completely reworking my lip gallagher x reader fic the animal.

xoxo, mousey

[mousesquinn]

now taking requests for: mousetober !

* = reserved, also these are in no particular order yet !

kinky shit

public sex

breeding kink

sex tape

cuckolding *

road head *

pussy drunk

voyeurism

mutual masturbation

normal halloween shit

pumpkin patch

fall baking

haunted house

costume shopping

corn maze

costume party

scary movie

pumpkin carving

[mouseymilkovich]

as i'm in the final bit of moving over my blog, requests are now closed until i open them on the new blog!

thank you for everybody's patience mwah

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PATTERN BANNERS | rainbow.

──────── ⵌ RAINBOW ...

──────── ⵌ DARK RAINBOW ...

I just wanted to see the pattern banners in rainbow colours (that periwinkle colour is screaming to be turned into a theme hehe). I’ll get back to the requests this weekend :) ! thanks for being patient with me.

patterns : blue + red / neutrals / rainbow

feel free to use; please like, reblog, and credit 〜

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ANIMATED LINES | rainbow 002.

──────── ⵌ PINK ...

──────── ⵌ RED ...

──────── ⵌ ORANGE ...

──────── ⵌ MUSTARD ...

──────── ⵌ YELLOW ...

──────── ⵌ GREEN ...

──────── ⵌ MINT ...

──────── ⵌ BLUE ...

──────── ⵌ LAVENDER ...

──────── ⵌ PURPLE ...

( tw : flashing ) the og animated lines, but in other sizes ! apologies for not making these in different sizes in the first place—it’s actually been a year since I first released them heh. anyway, here are the other sizes 〜

as always, they’re vvv smol so it’ll be easier to save on desktop !

please like, reblog, and credit 〜

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OFFICIALLY ANNOUNCING THAT...

THIS BLOG IS MOVING !!

i'm not finished setting up yet, but i am setting up as we speak. it's time for a fresh start AND better organization! a brand new blog will give me just that.

every request and current work will be posted over there when everything is done! i hope to see everybody there <3 hopefully this will give me the motivation to get back into writing!

[mouseymilkovich]

BLOG RECONSTRUCTION IS ABOUT TO COMMENCE !!

hello beautiful little horny people in my phone !! i'm gonna be doing a complete blog reconstruction — honestly, i may use this blog as an archive and restart entirely but i haven't fully decided on that yet! but, stay tuned. cus things are finally happening.

[mouseymilkovich]

also if you feel like it you could add some mickey top/dom and reader bottom/sub to it if u like!! thankyou so much if you do write this id really appreciate it as theres no pics of mickey x disabled lover

i love this request btw anon!!!! i'm gonna try to get back into writing and this req is absolutely lovely, i hope i can do it justice

[mouseymilkovich]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BESTIE ILYSM

TY BESTIE!!!!!!!!<3

[mouseymilkovich]

hello

i am a birthday bitch

carry on

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oh the boyfriendism

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[djotime]

DJO Pomona, CA — April 15, 2025

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