#freckledcarrottop

[thevaginas-a-nonfactor]

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[Text to T] Looks like someone already started on the party without me. You’re going to regret this in the morning you know that right? : p

[Text to Big Red]- heyy let fyture Trev worry about that. ;d Its all his prob later.  [Text to Big Red]- Are you comon over or do I gotra come to u

[yvngdelinquent]

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♋  — even more fucking text memes!

[ TXT : IAN → MICKEY ] Are you drunk?

[ TXT : IAN → MICKEY ] You never sext me.

[ TXT : IAN → MICKEY ] Mm…maybe I’ll be home soon, maybe I won’t? ;)

[ TXT : IAN → MICKEY ] What are you wearing?

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] fuck no im not [ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] okay maybe just a little [ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] im hard as a rock, gallagher [ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] not wearing anything. stripped off my clothes [ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] ready for you, i miss feeling you inside me.

[yvngdelinquent]

♋ (freckledcarrottop)

— even more fucking text memes!

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] babe

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] i can’t stop thinking about you

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] i have my hand wrapped around my cock while i imagine your lips against my skin

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] on my hands and knees, ass up as you pound your thick cock deep inside me 

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] fuck

[ TXT : MICKEY → IAN ] are you coming home soon?

[yvngdelinquent]

Little Soldier.

ー starter for @freckledcarrottop: from mickey to ian ; Mickey received a call from Yevgeny's school and he was told that there was a little learning trip going on and he'd have to come with. He had already taken leave from work, so there wasn't a problem. His son had been telling him all about what he wants to be when he grows up and he couldn't help but smile fondly because it was really adorable. He still had that baby talk which sometimes Mickey couldn't understand - mostly because he finds it really hard to concentrate due to the way he speaks. Yevgeny has his father's eyes, which he was proud of. The brunette's really proud to be his father. The next day, Mickey got dressed semi formal - a black button down with dark washed jeans. He drives Yevgeny to the army base where the rest of the kids and their parents were and caught up with them. "Look, buddy. You wanna be those guys?" He says to his son while pointing at a soldier, a grin on his lips. Mickey looks up to the man that he was pointing at and he felt his throat dry up because holy shit, that's one gorgeous man.

[yvngdelinquent]

&. ( A little bit of magic goes a long way. )

starter for @freckledcarrottop ; from mickey to ian.

Mickey couldn’t even express how thankful he was now that the new year is coming to a start. If he had to live one more day in the hellhole he calls his “home”, he’d probably end up dead. His father loathes him and his sister because they’re the freaks of the family. He has this sense of protection over Mandy and he doesn’t want her to be treated the way that he is with his father. 

The both of them made their way as quick as possible to King’s Cross Station, running through the wall to get to Platform 9¾. He separates from his sister because he’d rather be sitting alone than with a group of girls giggling their asses off every two minutes. Dragging his trunk down the aisles, his lips curve downwards in a frown as they were all occupied. As soon as he reached the end, he breaks into a smile when he spots an empty cabin - or so he thought - and he opens the door to find a familiar redhead.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ, are you kidding me?” He groans, dragging his trunk into the cabin and shuts the door behind him. It was Ian Gallagher, the boy who everybody loves. “Whatever, man. Y’don’t mind if I share this place with ya? Rest of the cabins’re occupied.”

[pregnantorarrested]

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Mandy trudged her way through the snow to the Gallagher house, leaning forward into the wind to keep from blowing backwards, arms wrapped around a straw basket. Her thick winter cloak was still drying by the hearth from when she slipped and fell into the stream the day before, mostly frozen but with a small section at the edge of the shore she’d broken through to fetch water, and she had only two shawls wrapped tightly around her to keep her warm. But their youngest, Liam, had fallen ill with a horrible fever, and few expected him to recover.

She knew Liam, or had at least seen him around town, and from what she saw, he was the quietest, most well behaved child she had ever met. It wouldn’t be right to let him suffer or die when there was such an easy cure at hand, and when she’d heard Goodman Jackson complaining about digging a grave, even a small one, through the frozen ground, she set out to prepare it. Finally reaching the heavy wooden front door, she raised her hand and knocked loudly.

[thuglivez-archived]

Fight Club (Closed)

@pregnantorarrested @freckledcarrottop

Mickey walked into the underground arena, hidden in the basement of one of the dorm buildings, long deserted, like the baller her was. He grinned at the shocked looks on the faces of the college pussies. “This is gonna be easy fuckin money,” He commented to Mandy and Ian. 

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Private lessons II Mike/Ian

@freckledcarrottop As much as he loved teaching at Nyada. Some students tended to feel entitled and would try act as if they knew better then him. He loved working with students individual made things a little more personal when he noticed one student in paricular struggling with the routine . He had arranged to have a private practice, as he waited for the other man to arrive he idly started to spin thinking about the choreography himself when he heard the door open. He stopped smiling at the red head. "Hey, Ian you ready?" He asked him as he grabbed the towel from the bars wiping his forehead. "We'll start by stretching, alright?" He told him.