doesn't matter where we go, man. you're all i need.
for @you-are-so-much-better-than-that who loves roadtrips - happy birthday, chrissy! 💙✨

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from France
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from China
doesn't matter where we go, man. you're all i need.
for @you-are-so-much-better-than-that who loves roadtrips - happy birthday, chrissy! 💙✨
happy one year anniversary of @galladrabbles 🎂
hello hello here's my take for this week's @galladrabbles prompt tradition set by @grumble-fish ✨️
They’re sat on the couch facing each other, Mickey’s hands grasped tightly between Ian’s.
“My dad used to beat us on the regular. Did all kinds of fucked up shit to his kids. How do you know I’m not just gonna continue the tradition?”
Ian’s jaw is set. “Because you’re not Terry. Because I know you. Because I know you wanna be better than that. And you are, Mick. You’re so unlike him you might as well be a completely different fucking species.”
Mickey chuckles wetly, a tear escaping his eye.
He looks at Ian, nods.
They’re doing this. Together.
Season 1 Episode 10
Jumpin right in! This episode starts shortly after the previous episode. Maybe the very next morning? Look. These next couple episodes are gonna be hard to pull the humour from, but I will say this: John Wells’ dentist must be super proud of him! I don’t know anyone who flosses as regularly as his characters do.
@shamelesscreatorsnetwork faceless/silhouettes theme based on ch 11 of Mickey Milkovich’s Guide to Flirting by @whatwouldmickeydo
"He thinks it’s pretty cool being here after hours, the only light in the room besides the fish tank itself comes from the skylights up above, casting everything in a blueish glow, the fish inside the exhibit illuminated in the dark.
They wander around it slowly, the two of them watching the giant stingray sliding around, its mouth making it look like it’s smiling at them, which Ian points out with a laugh.
Eventually, they make their way over to one of the benches in front of the exhibit, sitting down right next to each other with hardly any room between, arms pressed up together.
Mickey thinks there’s a certain atmosphere here, what with the lights turned down, the only sound the steady hum of the filter in the water as they sit quietly and watch the tiny sharks and fish swim back and forth."
my first ever submission for @galladrabbles! full disclaimer: it's been a rough couple days to put it mildly and I was battling a fever as I wrote this, but I so desperately needed the distraction and couldn't get the idea out of my head, so. thanks to @chicanomick for such an inspiring prompt!
Ian turns to Mickey as he enters their home, smiling sweetly.
A frown. “Where is everyone? Thought you had a big party planned this year.”
“Surprise!” Ian smirks. “Tonight it’s just you and me, baby.”
Ian reaches for Mickey, who goes willingly, grinning.
He purses his lips, confident a kiss is coming. At the last second, Ian’s lips land on his cheek instead, starting a trail heading for his neck.
Mickey closes his eyes, sighs. After all these years, he doesn’t know how Ian’s still able to make him this breathless.
Mickey thanks his lucky stars. Lets himself be loved.
FULL VERSION ON AO3 - “cinematic” chapter 5 by @metalheadmickey
I thought I wasn't going to have anything for mel's lovely prompt this week but then inspiration decided to strike at *checks time* sometime past midnight so here we are! paging @galladrabbles and @gardenerian ❤️
🍀
They’ve been drinking and chatting for an hour when Ian hands him a laminated white business card featuring a lone four-leaf clover with a gold outline and a single phone number.
“Use this, okay? Call me.”
Mickey laughs. “Sure, big shot.”
Ian quirks an eyebrow. “You know who I am?”
“Who the fuck doesn’t?” He snickers. “Just thinking ‘bout how my sister will lose her goddamn mind when I tell her. She thinks you’re a fucking… god walking among men or some shit.”
“Yeah? What do you think?” Ian smirks.
Mickey grins mischievously. “You’re alright, I guess. For a billionaire.”
🍀