#shameless fics

[funnyao3]

“That thing is fucking ugly,” said Mickey.

“Yes she is,” Colin cooed at the cat. “Butt-ugly and still more handsome than my fuckhead brother, huh, Nun?”

Gallagher claimed a spot on the couch while Mickey debated the merits of arguing who was more handsome, him or the cat.

--Etherized Against the Sky by Snarfle

[sam-loves-seb]

galladrabbles: tease

thanks to @gallawitchxx for this week's @galladrabbles prompt!

prompt: tease

“You like it?” Ian gazes at the decorations and the anniversary banner, wrapping both arms around his husband’s waist. “You are so getting laid tonight.” Mickey smiles at him, his brows raised. “Is that right?” “Several times,” Ian says slowly, leaning down to run his nose up Mickey’s jaw. “In many—” he kisses the skin below his ear, “—many different ways.” Mickey’s eyes flutter closed. “What kind of ways?” Ian pulls back, smirks—and walks away. “Ian,” Mickey calls after him. “What kind of ways?” Ian ignores him, drinks his beer. Mickey bites back a grin. “Fuckin’ tease.”

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[deathlikelead]

Snow Globe

Summary: For the vague idea 'ice skating girlfriends' from @y0itsbri. Thank you for the prompt, I needed it.

Ship: Karen Jackson/Mandy Milkovich

Word Count: 951

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“Mandy, come on! Finish whatever you’re working on and let’s go.”

Mandy glanced up over the top of her laptop, mildly amused. “The rink isn’t gonna melt away if we don’t get there the second they start renting out skates.” She turned her attention back towards the screen, knowing that there was no way she was going to get away with that for very long. She had made a promise for today, she knew she would be held to it.

Sure enough, there was a huff and then a hand reaching over to close the laptop on the table, giving her just enough time to drop her hands into her lap before her chair was being pulled away from the dining room table and she was gifted with a lap full of girlfriend.

“Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve been ice skating, Mandy?” Karen asked. She rested her arms against Mandy’s shoulders and pushed both hands up into her hair. “It’s hot as balls in Arizona, I feel like I’ve barely even seen snow since I moved, like what, eight years ago? You said we could go ice skating today, we’re going ice skating.”

Mandy wrapped her arms around Karen’s waist, glancing up at her through her lashes. She huffed a breath, trying to sound annoyed, but ultimately failing. Something she’d discovered in the two years since they reconnected - or, more accurately, connected for the first time - was that Karen was excellent at getting what she wanted.

“Okay, okay. Go get dressed so I can finish this up. I’ll be in in a few minutes.” And since moving in together four months ago, Mandy had also discovered that trying to get dressed in the same room at the same time was kind of a nightmare. They were both prone to getting distracted. Plus, sending Karen to get dressed first gave Mandy time to open her laptop up again so she could finish her holiday shopping for Karen. It was about to be their first Christmas as a couple, she wanted to make it special.

“Can you come help me for a minute?” Karen’s voice drifted down the hall. Mandy doubted whatever Karen wanted help with would be conducive to them getting out the door any time in the next hour, but she pushed away from the table and padded towards their bedroom anyway.

“What do you need?” Mandy asked, more than a little surprised to see that Karen is dressed and sitting in front of their vanity mirror.

Karen turns on her seat, holding an arm out until Mandy comes close enough that she can hook her fingers in the waistband of her pants and tug her the rest of the way. She spun again though, taking Mandy’s arm and wrapping it around her neck as she turned back to the mirror. For a moment, she just smiled at their reflections before she was turning her gaze up towards Mandy again. “Braid my hair?”

“What?”

“Braid my hair. You know those braids you wore down the side of your hair for a while? Do that?”

Mandy’s reflection blinked in confusion when Karen returned her attention to the mirror. Her hand found its way into Karen’s hair, fingers brushing gently over the scar underneath it. After a moment, Mandy straightened up and let her arm drop from around Karen’s neck. “Okay, but you’re not allowed to be mad at me if we’re late to our ice skating date.”

Karen grinned as she reached back, tugging Mandy down and stretching her neck up to meet her with a kiss. “No promises.”

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“Let me tie your skates for you.”

“I can tie my own laces, Karen.”

“But I,” Despite any admittedly weak protests, Karen knelt down in front of Mandy. And despite what she said her intentions were, she rested her hand on Mandy’s ankle, just above where the skate ended. Started running her fingers up over Mandy’s calf, “would do it so much better. So you should let me.”

Karen was excellent at getting what she wanted. Mandy let her lace up both of her skates, only shivering a little when Karen leaned in to kiss the inside of her knee before she stood. What? It was cold out, of course she shivered…

Apparently, Karen was also excellent at ice skating. Mandy had never actually been ice skating before. She was unsteady and kept close to the wall, mostly leaning back against it and watching Karen skate circles around the few other people that remained at the rink over lunch hour. She was graceful and beautiful and looked like she was putting no effort at all into gliding around balanced on one skate, her other leg lifted high in the air behind her.

Mandy caught her the next time she skated close enough to her safe position near the wall. Karen was easy, let herself be caught and gathered up by her girlfriend. “I think the point of ice skating together was to ice skate together, you know?” Karen teased.

“Yeah, well, I suck at ice skating.” Mandy answered. With her arms around her waist, Karen was successfully trapped against her, and Mandy took the opportunity to just look at her. Not that she didn’t see her everyday, but sometimes, she was still surprised by how stunning Karen was, especially with the sun and the snow sparkling against her blonde hair in the early afternoon. Especially when Mandy had just been watching her doing something she clearly loved for the first time in years. “You’re beautiful.”

Karen beamed. “Yeah, you do have a pretty hot girlfriend, don’t you?” She teased, leaning up for a kiss. “Then again, so do I.”

[oforamuse]

my love, you’re the one

all the years they’ve lost, all the goodbyes, all the reunions, it’s all led up this.

or, five times ian gallagher misses mickey milkovich + one time he doesn't have to.

happy birthday mickey! ♥ / ao3 / 10.4k

My love, you're the one I wanna watch the ship go down with.

i.

Fiona wakes him up like normal.

She shakes his shoulder and tickles the bottom of his feet. He shifts underneath his comforter, her voice low with a whispered, time to get up, monkey.

Their Saturday morning routine.

Ian groans, wipes at his eyes and stretches out his tired, tight limbs that click and pop, but eventually drags himself out of bed, like normal.

It’s a little unfair, really, because he does love being a part of a Little League team, but waking up at 6:30am on a Saturday sucks and he casts a longing look over to Carl and Lip’s still very much passed out forms. His brother’s snooze as he pulls on his uniform tiredly, yawning as he does and like normal, Ian has to shove down the automatic creeping sense of jealousy that always kicks in when he’s surrounded by the sounds of his brothers’ slumbering. Ian knows money is tight - Fiona’s even started helping clear out a yard down the clock to pay for his fees - so he’s always gotta be grateful for the stuff he gets cause he knows Little League ain’t cheap. He knows that.

But, he also knows that he would like at least an hour more sleep. 

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[chlobeax]

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oh, so you’re the fucking boyfriend

summary: “Hey I never go to ask you, but what’s your husbands name, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Oh, his name is Ian.” He saw Trevor’s face change. He looked confused, but shocked at the same time. He slowly put the menu, seeming to study every inch of Mickey’s face

“Last name?”

“Gallagher?” He dragged out.

“Fuck.”

word count: 2140

it’s nice to have a friend

pairing: mostly ian and fiona, some Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich

summary: They sat there in that dimly lit kitchen. Talking about each other’s embarrassing kid stories. It was quiet and nice. He was finally being open with Fiona. He had spent so much time fighting with her and not enough time loving her for every single fucking thing she did. Now they both sat there proud of each other and finally leaving quarrels aside and taking in each other's warmth.

word count: 3005

here’s to never growing up

pairings: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich , Ian Gallagher & Franny , Ian Gallagher & Original Female Character

summary: It was finally Franny's fifth birthday. What did Ian do? Spent two weeks planning it. The party is full of disapproving PTA moms and a new friend for Ian. Ian had spent weeks planning this party and he was damn well sure it was going to turn out well.

word count: 2814

and finally one of my most favorites to write-

her two favorite people

pairing: Fiona Gallagher & Lip Gallagher & Ian Gallagher

summary: They ended up sleeping close together that night. Holding each other. Fiona snuggling Ian and Phillip like they were her favorite stuffed animals. They were woken up by the sound of things being thrown. Yelling. Screaming. Then nothing. Then a slam. Ian clung to Fiona and Philip took her hand. She made her way to the bedroom door. Creaking it open, she called out into the house. “Mommy? Daddy?” No one answered her so she guessed the slam was them leaving to head to a bar. She turned to her brothers and nodded. Phillip sighed with some relief. Ian didn’t really know what was happening. Fiona hoisted the three year old onto her hip and they all made their way downstairs.

word count: 2331

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[funnyao3]

There was a moment of silence while Iggy unfolded the next article of clothing. Out fell a leaf, and Iggy blinked at it, mumbling, “What? What the fuck? How did that get in there? Didn’t I wear this recently? I think I wore this recently. Did I go to a forest? How did this leaf get in here? Fucking leaves.”

--Etherized Against the Sky by Snarfle

[funnyao3]

Lip asked, “So what now?”

Mickey spared him a glance. “You’re still not invited to this conversation, so either learn to shut up or fucking leave.” Without giving him a chance to respond, Mickey turned to address Ian, very much aware that they were holding hands.

--Bad for Business by Ravenheart

[funnyao3]

Yevgeny leans against Mickey sadly. “Dad, do you think he’s dead?”

Mickey cringes. The truth is probably, but he sure as hell doesn’t want to say that to Yevgeny. Before he can say anything, Iggy pipes up. “He probably just moved on,” he says with a shrug. “I see cats running around all the time.”

Mickey gives Iggy a grateful look. The thing is, Iggy wasn’t even saying that to be nice or anything. He doesn’t really have much concept of not hurting kids’ feelings, either. But Iggy does see cats running around all the time, and in his mind he’s contributing to the conversation. The topic is cats outside, so Iggy told them something he knows about cats outside.

--took you to the city by biblionerdo7