#gallavich forever

[gallavich1234]

the upside down kiss

Gallavich

[lanabrazilian]

Some scenes make me shake and sweat, but when Ian penetrates Mickey and asks "just give me a minute" as he adjusts himself, resting his forehead against Mickey's as he sighs. Fuck... I feel like he's telling us: I finally feel at home.

[gillyp]

You know when someone mentions a fic from a few years ago and it sends you down the rabbit home of those you loved and those you loved that were just never finished (deep sigh)

You remember stream after streams of fics that would be updating at the weekend…

Just so you know whoever is still around , I loved those days those fics. I appreciate each and everyone who made/makes me laugh and cry over those goobers. Thank you 🥰 xXx

[krazycattgurl]

Some gallavich love ❤️

[francesroserecs]

🎉💖 Rose Recs Saturday Edition 💖🎉

Steorie Art from 2014!! What a freakn LEGEND!!!

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Today's rec is from a legendary writer in the fandom! @palepinkgoat. I thought it was appropriate in preparation for her upcoming visit to @mayo-in-the-morning and I fukn love her work!!! I've recced her works before in my second "classics" post. Restoration with art by Steorie. And her most recent story Paragraphs. All freakin spectacular stories!! Today's recommendation is a lovely, moving, unique story from 2015. With this post I want to recognize the longevity of this fandom and how incredibly beautiful and impactful the writing and art can be! @palepinkgoat and @steorie both have stories and art spanning a decade! Now for today's fic.

I don't want to spoil anything, so I'm not going to say too much about the actual story. Suffice it to say there are some canon elements, but essentially Ian and Mickey meet in a very unusual setting and hurt, comfort, and healing ensues. 😭This fic is tagged as very dark, and it is, but it's really so so healing and lovely as well. I cried so much on the reread, even though I've read it multiple times. When I read fics written in this era, they often have a very different tone than more current stories. This is one of those fics. It has early gallavich emotional vibes and I love it so much!!! Just all the superlatives, beautiful, amazing, incredible, spectacular!!! 😭😭😭

Life, or Something by pink_ink

This is it folks! The end of Celebration Week 🎉💖It's been a blast! I truly hope you've found some fics you haven't read, or at the very least something you want to reread. I really really hope you've enjoyed my analysis of each one! Thank you all for the support this weeks. The likes, the reblogs, the tags have made me so happy! I love this fandom!!! My next post will be coming in a bit. I need time to recover. 😂See you on the other side! 💖💖💖

@francesroserecs

[multifanlove-2211]

Teenagers to men

🤍🖤 F O R E V E R 🖤🤍

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

“Hey Mickey! Come out here!” Ian hollered from the small garden on their apartment balcony where their, well his, small collection of potted garden plants were.

“I’m busy sautéing these fucking chicken breasts unless you want chewy ass chicken.” Mickey hollered back from their small kitchen area.

He looked up from the stovetop to look at Ian out the little sliding glass door they had that led to he balcony. Ian had left it open while he went to water the plants.

“Grab some of that rosemary while you’re out there huh?” Mickey called looking back down at the chicken breasts he had in the pan. He was getting them nice and juicy for their dinner. It was date night, Ian was picking the movie and Mickey was cooking the food.

“C’mon Mick, please?” Ian whined looking over his shoulder at Mickey, catching his eye and smiling at him. That half lilted smile that Mickey would do anything for, and Ian knew it.

“Fucking extortionist. I’m married to a fucking extortionist.” Mickey muttered to himself shaking his head and lowering the heat on the stovetop and tossing the dish towel over his shoulder as he walked out onto the balcony to join his husband.

“You know Franny is five and even she doesn’t whine as much as you.” Mickey said as he walked out the door.

Ian chuckled and turned toward Mickey. Mickey’s breath caught in his chest a moment as he took in how handsome, how beautiful his husband was at this moment. The sun shone on his flaming hair making it shine against his pale skin, his freckles splattered on his face like the dots on a stargazer lily, his eyes gleamed bright like grass under morning dew. His wedding ring glinted in the sunlight as he reached up to cup Mickey’s face giving him a peck on the cheek.

“What did you want me to see?” Mickey asked once he regained his ability to speak.

Ian grinned, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you.” Ian’s voice was a low rumble as he ran his thumb along Mickey’s cheek, giving him another kiss.

“That’s why I had to leave the chicken and come racing out here? So you could tell me you love me?” Mickey balked half of him sparking with frustration, the other half melting inside like a chocolate bar in the summer sun.

“Not just that. I wanted to say how much I love you,” Ian paused a moment taking a step back from Mickey, his hand dropping from Mickey’s face to behind his back.

“Oo-kay.” Mickey said his eyebrows arching.

Ian’s grin grew wider and his eyes got a mischievous glint in them, “I love you, from my head,” he paused a moment and brought his hands from behind his back and held them on front of Mickey.

“To mah toes.” Ian could barely get the words out as he opened his hands and showed off the two medium red tomatoes in his hands.

Mickey’s jaw dropped at the horrible pun and then he broke into peals of laughter.

“You’re such a fuckin dork.” Mickey laughed, stepping in between Ian’s arms and reaching up to his face and cupping it with his left hand.

“Such a fuckin sap.” He added looking up to his husband’s face as he tilted his head and gave his husband a kiss.

Ian smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Mickey, the tomatoes in his hands inhibiting his ability to palm and paw at his husband as much as he would llike.

Mickey pulled away with a chuckle and cocked an eyebrow, “the tomatoes look good Mr. Milkovich.”

Ian’s smile broadened, “Thanks Mr. Gallagher.”

Mickey rose on his tiptoes slightly to give Ian another kiss.

“C’mon let’s put those tomatoes to good use, chop em up while I I finish making the chicken.”

He nodded his head towards the kitchen and hooked a finger around Ian’s belt loop leading him off the balcony and into the kitchen.

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Little snippet I thought of after pulling this pun on my husband at dinner tonight.

[neonstift1]

I made another Playlist Aesthetic :) and this time i decided to do one about my one of my favorite show, Shameless!