.Shut Up You Fuck.

He says; "We have n o t h i n g to be ashamed of. ❝ — What fucking world do you live in? Not everybody gets to blurt how they fucking f e e l all the time.❞ but fuck, I w i s h e d he was right. ☠ ❝ —what you think we're boyfriend and girlfriend? You aint n o t h i n g … But a warm mouth to me. ❞ Mickey Milkovich Trashmouth, Nineteen, Burnout Kiss me and I'll cut ya fuckin' t o n g u e out.

[thebutterflyvffect-blog]

Josh grinned, tracing his tongue along the edge of his teeth. The boy’s got standards. “Well, lucky for you, this is Scotland. You can’t throw a stick in the air without hitting a ginger.” He watched the sickly liquor knock around in the kid’s shotglass, his hands quavering in his drunkenness. Josh drowned the rest of his own glass, hoping to catch up with Mickey before he passed out. Talking to a wasted person is only interesting if you’re wasted.

[southsidextrash]

Mickey averted his eyes from the boys tongue, the twist of guilt already forming in his stomach for being so interested in such a simple motion. He wasn’t gay, it was the alcohol. “Good shit, plus some of the girl’s I met round here are rough as hell. Love me a bit’a rough.” He snorted, tapping the bar for the mans gesture. Maybe if he just stayed drunk enough, he’d forget Ian. Maybe if he stayed drunk enough he’d forget his own last name and being what he was deep down wouldn’t be such an issue. But then again, maybe something so deep in your blood gotten even be poisoned away with cheap liquor. “Mickey Milkovch,” He offered the guy his spare hand as his other curled around the beer to his right.

[suzuyafullofstitches-blog]

Suzuya’s smile faded, he was just trying to make things okay. He looked down. “Mick… I’m sorry okay? You know I am, I just can’t control myself sometimes… It was stupid and I shouldn’t have done it.” Fuck sake, was he really gonna be such a baby about this? “I fucked up.” 

[southsidextrash]

“The way I see it, you and me got a different way of seeing ‘fucked up’. Smacking me around? That’s a fuck up. Implyin’ I’m a fag? Not a fuck up.” It’s more a death wish, he completed silently. Mickey would be over it sure, when he was done being defensive. He could bang a couple of chicks and get some of the suspicion off of himself and maybe he’d be cool with it. She he’d barely been in the same room as Ian since this went down, even crashing in with Mandy to avoid him so people didn’t start getting the right wrong idea. He blew the smoke from his lungs in an angry huff, feeling kind of bad at the kids kicked puppy face. “Fine, whatever, man.” He muttered, probably the closest he’d even come to accepting anybodies apology.

[hidewbu]

“Yeah- I have no idea what you’re talking about, but can I have some of that?”

[southsidextrash]

Mickey hit the bar to get the man’s attention, waving to the guy on his left. “Give ‘im the same.” His voice a little loud in his own drunken world. “Who the fuck are you, man? Thought this place would have more kilt wearers considerin’ we’re in Scotland and all.”

[thebutterflyvffect-blog]

Josh picked apart a peanut shell, glancing up when he heard the other’s slurred speech. “Yeah? So chicks like Emma Stone, huh?”

[southsidextrash]

“Nah.” Mickey disagreed in a slur, wrinkling his face at the thought of any girl really. “She’s a blonde liar, ‘s what she is, you know? Real red heads is where... where it’s at. Fuckin’ lunatics.”

[southsidextrash]

“I like fuckin’ carrot tops... Like with the freckles an’ the pale skin. Fuckin’–– alien lookin’?”

[suzuyafullofstitches-blog]

“Don’t you like it Mick? It wasn’t the hair, it was more the clothes.” That’s what he remembered. “What shit do you have to do exactly? Not study and drink? We could do that together y’know.” He smiled a bit, they seemed better than they were before, even if it was only a little bit.

[southsidextrash]

“Never been a fan of the wet rat aesthetic.” Mickey responded, not amused. Grudges were what Mickey did best, he could still remember that little fucking mick that took his favorite (and only) toy car in the first grade. Three years it had taken him before he finally kicked the kids teeth in. “I got shit that don’t involve you.” He answered in a grumble, Mickey’s voice always sounded so low in comparison to his height. “Did I miss the part were you and me are good? You’re on my shit list.”

[suzuyafullofstitches-blog]

A small smile fell onto his lips, as hard as he tried to fight it, “Cause I knew you were gonna tell me off for it if I didn’t ask.” He looked up at his friend, were they even friends anymore at this point? “Think I might keep it. I like it.” He knew this would get a rise out of Mickey, but not a bad one, the normal tantrums he had. The ones Suzuya was used to.

[southsidextrash]

Mickey’s jaw set in a hard line as he realized he’d walked right into that one, hook, line and sinker. He ought’a sucker punch him for that. He sucked his bottom lip under his teeth, using his thumb to scratch at his nose. A tell tale Mickey sign that he was uncomfortable. “Thought you had a problem with bein’ a chick? Long hair, bitch face–” He almost made a dig at the castration. But he didn’t. Some small part of him that reigned in his temper took control of something he may regret. “Lookin’ like a little girl t’ me. Now if you’ll fuckin’ excuse me, I got shit t’ do.”

[suzuyafullofstitches-blog]

”So i’m a boy again but my hair changed? How does that work?”

[southsidextrash]

“The fuck should I care?” Mickey snapped, not really interested in hearing a word out of the kids mouth after their last chat, even if a small part of him was relieved that this had worn off so Juzo would quit stressing. He’d never see where Mickey was coming from and Mickey would never stop covering his own ass. It was a fight they were bound to have again and again because Mickey was stupid enough to give a shit if the punk was fag bashed and left for dead. “You had a fuckin’ vagina last week and you’re gonna ask what’s up with your dumb ass hair cut?”

[southsidextrash]

suzuyafullofstitches:

Suzuya nodded, “I won’t do it again.“ Why was he putting up with this?·Because he knew the other was damaged, that’s why. He closed his eyes, he couldn’t take it, the way he spoke ripped his heart out, he was the reason people were treating them like this, he was spreading it, the thoughts he had influenced others, it was a cycle, Mickey caused what he wanted to disappear.·“Mickey…. Why would you say that to me?” His face showed nothing but hurt, he had done nothing wrong being with Kieran, he made him happy, more than anyone else ever did. A tear slipped but he wiped it away as quick as it fell.·“If you’re going to be that-” He couldn’t find a word. “horrible about gay boys Mick….. Why are you even around me?” He shook his head. Tears still in his eyes as a small whimper left his lips. You Are Weak.

“Because that’s how the world is!” His shouts were high and piercing now, sounding more like Mandy in his self loathing rage. He wanted to beat these fragile fists against a wall until they bled and broke, jagged bones exposed instead of the truth. The one thing he could never admit to. To admit it would be to not only put a mark on himself, it would be to admit everything his father feared what his son would be. Some cock loving disappointment. Even after all these years, after everything... Mickey couldn’t do that. He couldn’t become the black sheep. He had nothing outside of his abusive family. Broke, fucked for life anyways. If he lost them... the lone wolf died. Everyone knew that. “Because they hate you, because you’re not like them!” Mickey knew he should have said the words ‘you’re not like us’ but instead he excused himself from both groups, god knows he didn’t fit in either. “What fuckin’ world do you live in, huh? You’re not right. Throwin’ that shit around like you want them to fuckin’ see it. Maybe this place tolerates it. Maybe they just laugh behind your back instead, a big fucking walkin’ fairy joke. But out there!” Mickey shouted, pointing angrilly at the window. He wasn’t actually yelling at Suzuya right now, he was screaming at himself. You’re a fucking pussy, to scared to be who you are, to scared to be what you aren’t. He should just walk out, blow off steam and forget this in a drunken stupor. But he couldn’t, it felt too hopeless. “Out there, they. Will. Kill. You. Or worse. You think because people are fuckin’ wavin’ rainbows that they accept it? They don’t. Never will. I won’t be one of you, I fuckin’ won’t. You hear me? So you want me to stay the fuck away from you? Fine by me, princess. Done is done. Done.” She gestured to Juuzou. “Done.” She gestured around the room. “Done.” She waved her hand between them.

[southsidextrash]

suzuyafullofstitches:

“Mick….” He whimpered. He looked towards his feet. “I’m sorry okay?” His head pounded, he upset someone he cared about, one of the few things that could hurt his feelings. “I’m just upset and I fucked up okay? I just… I don’t like this. I hate it. I hate it so much.” He doesn’t care. Not about him, he was just another person on Mickey’s list of people he hated, he just wasn’t as high up as most people. “I’ll go.”

Mickey turned back with an agitated sigh, trying to reign in his temper. On some level, he knew that Juuzou hadn’t meant any harm. On the rest of them, defense was the priority no matter who it hurt. “You open your mouth about it again, I’ll break your jaw. You got it?” Mickey hated most people. In fact there wasn’t a person in this world that he didn’t hate on some level. On the other hand, there was none that came close to how much he hated himself. “You keep your mouth shut about it. I ain’t gay. Do you know what gay boys are? Dead boys.”

[southsidextrash]

suzuyafullofstitches:

His hair changed colour, blonde taking over his head slowly from the roots down, “I never called you gay Mickey.” He resisted a smirk, his mouth falling into a strange smiling line. “I said it’s you caring for him, caring for him doesn’t mean you’re gay. I care for my friends. I figured you worried he was hanging out with someone who might hurt him.” He knew from that moment that his assumptions were right, the defense in Mickey’s face gave everything up. Everything was out in the open, despite nothing actually being confessed. “Mickey, you’ve made yourself clear, you and Ian are close friends, and even if you were more, i’ve learnt not to assume things. Because it gets people killed.” 

“Let me fucking tell you this one last time, bitch. You got it?” Mickey snarled, resisting the urge to break someone’s face. “I don’t care about no one. Got it. I don’t even care about me most days. Mandy is about it, so you’re gonna wanna shut your fuckin’ mouth.“ Mickey turned her back, wanting to stay the fuck away from Suzuya less he decide a shiv to the temple was an easier way to end the conversation.

[newshame]

[southsidextrash]

fuckingkash:

He laughed, “Gross.” Ian nodded along to the others words. He lit up a smoke and had a quick drag before handing it to Mickey, he needed to relax before he thought too much, he was actually a fucking girl, what was up with this place? Still new to all this…. Whatever this was. “How long do you think it’ll last?”

“What’s the matter? Like you ain’t jerkin’ it to them fuckin’ life guards at the city pool and shit.” Mickey snorted, throwing his hand up. “Fucked if I know. If we’re lucky, not long. If we ain’t you better learn to eat pussy.”

[southsidextrash]

suzuyafullofstitches:

Juuzou smiled, especially at his reaction. “Josh is Ian’s friend I believe, he’s pretty interesting, trusted me enough to jump from the top of the stairs.” He liked Josh, Josh was nice. Well both Josh’s were nice. Maybe it was the name. “Is this you caring about Ian?” A small smirk graced his lips, Mickey showing affection towards anyone always made Suzuya feel intrigued, he knew Mickey’s facade all too well, it felt familiar.

“Sounds like a fucking homo t’ me.” She snapped, cagey and irritable. So what, Ian was seeing other guys now? That’s how they were going to be? That’s fine, he could fuck girls until the cows came home. Like he fucking needed Gallagher. Mickey jerked her head back in surprise, though her face contained hints of amusement, his insides were livid. Rolling and churning in a defensive rage that scream to attack the threat. “You callin’ me gay?” Her voice was low, almost laughing as her hands bundled to fists once more. Sure, they’d never be an even fight if he fought fair. But if Suzuya knew the truth, Mickey could knife him in his sleep. Mandy would help hide the body, it was doable. “You say that kinda shit again, I promise that you’re dead. You fuckin’ hear me?”

[southsidextrash]

fuckingkash:

A small smile graced his lips at the bump, he wouldn’t do it anyway, the longest his hair had gotten in the past was as long as it would stay. “I promise.” He nudged him back. “You’re not so bad yourself.” Ian almost pinched his nose, Mickey truly was ignorant sometimes, but he knew that all to well already, he would be stupid to deny it. “Transgender?”

“Good, cause you know I’d cut that shit off.” Mickey threatened, going to fold his arms only to be interupted by his cleavage, he dropped her arms. “Not bad? Hey, the guys in our neighborhood would be jerking it night and day to me, bitch.” He grinned, rubbing his now clear face. No scruff at all, the fuck? “Yeah that’s the shit.”

[southsidextrash]

fuckingkash:

He grinned, shaking his head, “Okay.” He ruffled his fingers through his red hair, “You never liked my hair long, maybe I should grow it out when this wears off.” He knew Mickey would practically vomit at the thought.

Mickey’s face contorted in disgust at the thought of his bo– of Ian with long hair. “Don’t even fucking think about it.” She snapped, knocking her shoulder against Ian’s. It was strange, to still want him, even when he looked like the one thing he could never convince himself to want. Looks like he was gay no matter the body. “Ya make an alright lookin’ girl, Gallagher. If I hadn’t seen ya’ cock I’d think ya were one of them.. whatch’a call it when they were dudes before they were chicks?”

[southsidextrash]

suzuyafullofstitches:

Suzuya grinned, the thought of more candy calming him, “Awesome!” He was a sucker for all things sweet, including people. So his friendship with Mickey was surprising to most people who knew Suzuya deeply. He shook his head.“No, think he was with Josh somewhere.” He shrugs. Not sure if he’d actually seen the redhead Mickey was so blatantly in love with, it was obvious to Suzuya despite Mickey’s constant denial, he could read it, unless it was towards him, then he was completely blind.

“You’re giving me fuckin’ whiplash. So easy on, beauty queen.” He snapped, feeling temperamental. Well what he thought was temperamental until he heard where Ian was. “Who the fuck is Josh?” Mickey asked deadpan, feeling his brow set into a scowl. Man, chick’s were good at this, it was like their faces were made for looking at you like you were an insect. Despite his gentle vocal chords, it still sounded like a snarl.