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Happy Pride 🌈

here are Ian and Mickey for you 🤲🏻💛

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Wip Wednesday

Thank you @takeyourpillsbitchh and @gallawitchxx for tagging me!

I always need a certain headspace to continue this, but I wrote a little bit in the new chapter of Beautiful Things, which I hope to finish soon.

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Ian thought for a moment about the past few days when Mickey had still been at home. They had put a chair from the balcony into the shower, and Ian had helped him wash. Mickey had already been so weak that he could barely stand, and it was easier to shower him while he was sitting. Mickey had joked that there was probably no more embarrassing way to get your ass washed. Ian had replied seriously that he clearly remembered the depressive phases when Mickey had washed his ass, and that now they were even, so Mickey should just shut up.

"Papa?" Alley asked, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Hm?" he said and turned off the water.

She turned to him and looked at him.

"Can we visit Daddy?"

Ian’s throat tightened again, and he shook his head.

"Why not?"

"I don’t know what you mean, Alley. Daddy is gone. You can’t visit him." Ian sat down on the edge of the bathtub.

"But where they put the stone. Aunt Debby said I can visit Daddy there and say hello."

Ian clenched his teeth.

"That’s just a stone."

"But Aunt Debby—"

"No." Ian insisted.

"But—"

"I said no. That’s enough now." Ian heard his own voice grow louder and sharper, and then he saw Alley’s eyes fill with tears. She began to cry softly.

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Tagging @blue-disco-lights @crossmydna and @ian-galagher @em-harlsnow

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https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/169731691#main

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Rape/Non-Con

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Ian Gallagher, Omega Mickey Milkovich, Neglect, Broken Bones, Past Sexual Abuse, Past Rape/Non-Con, Past Child Abuse, Past Torture, Terry Milkovich Being an Asshole, Homophobia, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Protective Ian Gallagher, Smut, Knotting, Gay Sex

Summary: Dr. Ian Gallagher is an Alpha. Successful. A respected physician at a prestigious clinic. Everything in his life is perfect. Except for one thing: he longs for connection. For a mate. But how is that possible when his gene is "defective"?

Because Ian isn’t attracted to women. Not to the delicate, sweet-smelling female Omegas that all the other Alphas desire. He desires men. Quietly. Secretly. In a world where attraction between men exists, at best, among Betas, he is utterly alone.

He has almost made peace with this life, until a new patient stumbles into his clinic. Neglected. Silent. Scars covering his skin.

And only Ian knows: He's an Omega.

A male Omega.

A myth, an anomaly that shouldn’t exist—mustn’t exist.

A man who shatters the carefully constructed facade of Ian’s life.

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@writers feel free to use them as prompts 🤭

Mickey’s Fucked-Up-Kinda- Romantic-Sex-Bucket-List

Riding Edition

1. Plane fuck. Reverse.

2. Wheelchair but you're not dying. Maybe we "borrow" one from the ER?

3. Whirlpool + Gaga. Check the Northside neighborhood for a good one

4. Steamroom. Audience optional. That bathhouse where we were looking for friends?

5. Viking cosplay. Call me Ivar. Don’t fucking laugh!

6. Kitchen table. You. Naked. Feeding me oranges. Do NOT peel them first but tear them apart with your bare hands. Don't ask why.

7. In a fresh laundry pile. Bonus if it's warm.

8. Lip’s garage. Oil, tools, you under me. Your hands better be filthy.

9. You readin' some stupid book. Something with sex. Does gay 50 Shades exist??

10. Funeral. Real churchy. Find an obituary

We’re doing all of these. Don't be a coward, Firecrotch.

(PS: I already bought oranges)

It's Gallavich Week already! Thank you to @gallavichthings for hosting this great event ❤️

My first take on the prompts, but not my last 😇

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what's your favourite colour?

day six - rainbow @gallavichthings

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It's Gallavich Week! Thank you @gallavichthings for hosting another great event! Today the prompt is Rainbow 🌈.

It's inspired by @gallapiech 's gorgeous "Happy Pride" post 🫶

A fuckin' rainbow bracelet

Every time I say I ain’t goin’, that I’d rather do literally anything else than be shoved through Chicago by a sweaty-ass crowd on a Sunday, he does that thing:

He fucks me.

Slow. Deep.

With that look in his eyes like, “Yeah, you’re an ignorant asshole, but I love you, and I know you love me too, so stop actin’ like you won’t come anyway.”

And I’m weak.

Read more on AO3

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MASTERLIST 📜

Loving a soldier

Ian joins the army and Mickey stays behind until two soldiers knock on his door.

Loving a civilian

Ian is called to his next overseas mission and has to leave Mickey behind again until he almost saves another soldier's life.

Kinktober 2024

15 fics of kinky Gallavich 🤭

A Haven Beyond the Horizon

London, 1789 - hidden from society’s gaze, a forbidden love blooms in the shadow. Every stolen moment could be their last, every secret kiss could mean the end. As the pressure becomes unbearable, Ian and Mickey flee, hoping to find a haven beyond the horizon. But along the way, betrayal and sacrifice await them, and the question of whether a love that defies the world rules is strong enough to survive.

Hooked - What's worth fighting for

Mickey, a lone underground fighter drowning in debts and rage, survives each fight by sheer grit and raw instinct. When Ian Gallagher, a composed and skilled ex-boxer turned trainer, sees potential beneath Mickey’s rough edges, he offers him a way out. But leaving the dirty world of street fights and his ties to a dangerous dealer like Tony isn’t easy. As Mickey struggles between survival and a chance for something more, the tension between him and Ian grows, blurring the lines between mentor, rival, and something deeper.This is a story about fighting for freedom, self-worth, and discovering what’s worth staying in the ring for.

The Way We Are

Of course, they never really talked about all the shit that had happened over the years but they somehow had managed to be happy. A delayed honeymoon in a mysterious house throws them both off track and they are painfully reminded of their past. Will they be able to let go of fear and guilt and painful memories? Will they be the same afterwards? And the much more important question: Will Mickey manage to save Ian and himself?

The Apocalypse (Galladrabbles series)

Mickey has always been a lone fighter, especially since the apocalypse. But when a redhead stumbled through his door, his broken world was turned upside down.

A Touch of Ice and Fire

In the icy darkness of Winterfell, Mickey and Ian fight side by side – discovering a bond that connects them more strongly than the looming cold of the North.

Whumptober 2024

November Drabble Challenge

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 |

15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 |

26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30

The Night you Stayed

Around Christmas, it's hell at the Milkoviches. So Mickey runs away. Good thing Gallagher has a van in the backyard.

The stranger

Ian meets a black-haired stranger on the bus. The rest is maybe just smut.

The Beauty and the Beast

Some of you know the story from your childhood: The Beauty meets the Beast, and with a kiss, everything is fine. But what if it isn't as easy as the fairy tales promise? Because real life isn't a fairy, right?

Art, Love and other Crimes

A mysterious artist, a journalist digging for the truth, and a mess of lies, betrayal, and danger. When Ian starts looking into Mikhailo Moroz, he has no clue how much this guy’s gonna turn his life upside down—or how hard it’ll be to resist the pull of his deepest desires. But it’s not long before Ian has to make a choice: spill the truth or protect the man he’s falling for.

Beautiful Things

He can't go. It would be easier if he could—if he could just get up, open the door, and move on like nothing happened. But Ian can’t. Because Mickey is everywhere. In the memories that keeps him up at night. In the rooms that feel empty, even when they’re full of people. In his heart which beats alone and lonely and in his mind, which refuses to let him go. "You have to," Mickey says, his voice rough, his grip firm. "Alley needs you."

This is a story about love, loss, parenting and the impossible task of moving forward when your heart is still stuck in the past.

Bossy

5 times Mickey is a bossy power bottom and one time Ian is.

Of Delinquents and Detectives

The London newspapers had given them the name "Phantom Killers." Sherlock Holmes called them "Shadows of the City." Among the public, they went by many names. But to each other, they were simply Ian and Mickey. Yet, from a flight through London, something emerged that was more dangerous than knives and revolvers. It was the feelings for each other that they had suppressed for so long.

Chasing Dreams [GGE2025]

They don’t know when it started, how it works, or if they’re the only ones who can do it—but since they're kids, whenever Mickey and Ian start to dream, they see each other.

Of Ravens Flying Free

When Mickey volunteered, he just wanted to escape. He didn't want to be a hero—he simply wanted to flee this life, because even if he lost in the Games and died, it would still be better than living the life he had. Ian had never seen himself as someone anyone could look up to, but the 79th Hunger Games—and the unusual circumstances surrounding them—changed everything.

Healing

Dr. Ian Gallagher is an Alpha. Successful. A respected physician at a prestigious clinic. Everything in his life is perfect. Except for one thing: he longs for connection. For a mate. But how is that possible when his gene is "defective"? Because Ian isn’t attracted to women. Not to the delicate, sweet-smelling female Omegas that all the other Alphas desire. He desires men. Quietly. Secretly. In a world where attraction between men exists, at best, among Betas, he is utterly alone. He has almost made peace with this life, until a new patient stumbles into his clinic. Neglected. Silent. Scars covering his skin.

And only Ian know: He's an Omega.

A male Omega. A myth, an anomaly that shouldn’t exist—mustn’t exist. A man who shatters the carefully constructed facade of Ian’s life.

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Where's this fic 😍 need to read this!

Mickey’s Fucked-Up-Kinda- Romantic-Sex-Bucket-List

Riding Edition

1. Plane fuck. Reverse.

2. Wheelchair but you're not dying. Maybe we "borrow" one from the ER?

3. Whirlpool + Gaga. Check the Northside neighborhood for a good one

4. Steamroom. Audience optional. That bathhouse where we were looking for friends?

5. Viking cosplay. Call me Ivar. Don’t fucking laugh!

6. Kitchen table. You. Naked. Feeding me oranges. Do NOT peel them first but tear them apart with your bare hands. Don't ask why.

7. In a fresh laundry pile. Bonus if it's warm.

8. Lip’s garage. Oil, tools, you under me. Your hands better be filthy.

9. You readin' some stupid book. Something with sex. Does gay 50 Shades exist??

10. Funeral. Real churchy. Find an obituary

We’re doing all of these. Don't be a coward, Firecrotch.

(PS: I already bought oranges)

It's Gallavich Week already! Thank you to @gallavichthings for hosting this great event ❤️

My first take on the prompts, but not my last 😇

[jessij1997]

Mickey’s Fucked-Up-Kinda- Romantic-Sex-Bucket-List

Riding Edition

1. Plane fuck. Reverse.

2. Wheelchair but you're not dying. Maybe we "borrow" one from the ER?

3. Whirlpool + Gaga. Check the Northside neighborhood for a good one

4. Steamroom. Audience optional. That bathhouse where we were looking for friends?

5. Viking cosplay. Call me Ivar. Don’t fucking laugh!

6. Kitchen table. You. Naked. Feeding me oranges. Do NOT peel them first but tear them apart with your bare hands. Don't ask why.

7. In a fresh laundry pile. Bonus if it's warm.

8. Lip’s garage. Oil, tools, you under me. Your hands better be filthy.

9. You readin' some stupid book. Something with sex. Does gay 50 Shades exist??

10. Funeral. Real churchy. Find an obituary

We’re doing all of these. Don't be a coward, Firecrotch.

(PS: I already bought oranges)

It's Gallavich Week already! Thank you to @gallavichthings for hosting this great event ❤️

My first take on the prompts, but not my last 😇

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@gallavichthings My (late) gallavich week fanart for Day 1-Sports ! Professional baseball au where they play for the cubs because I dont know any other baseball teams in chicago

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Mickey was like "I like 'em sweet." bc Ian was just a babygirl.

But when he got out of prison, he realized he likes 'em beefy, too.

His boyfriend whatever became a man.

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I love you!

What the hell does this even mean?

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got tagged by @kiennilove to shuffle my on repeat playlist and share the first 10 songs!! What a fun Idea!

Of Monsters and Men is one of my favorite bands 😅

@blue-disco-lights @deedala @darlingian @dreamjupiter @em-harlsnow @fireballazalea @fuckyoudontworryaboutit @gardenerian @heymrspatel @heymacy @ian-galagher @look-i-love-u @ohkate

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The apartment on the Westside sucked. So they bought a house on the edge of the Southside.

Now they have a white picket fence and a mailbox and a fucking front yard. They argue about whose turn it is to mow the lawn.

Mickey goes to the hardware store and buys a lawnmower. Now he sits on the porch with a beer and watches the robot mow, and Ian complains because it's bad for the bees or whatever.

"Next time it's your turn, you can get that rusty thing to push out of the shed, tough guy. So I can see ya all sweaty and shit."

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I love you!

What the hell does this even mean?