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galladrabbles: beard
lol so i went for a more queer definition of the word “beard” and wrote a pride-themed drabble; thanks as always to @galladrabbles for this spark of creative energy, and to @heyheyusedtobemynickname for this amazing prompt! (and i hope your daughter is okay!💖​)
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it still overwhelms him— the blur of multicolored flags, people covered in glitter singing to the too-loud bass of the new lizzo song. face-painted families, men in leather, tents with food and t-shirts and free sti tests— and among it all, him, with his fingers woven through ian’s while his cheerful fucking husband pulls them through the crowd.
“we’ve gotta see the drag performances, i remember debbie said they were kickass last year. franny loved ‘em.”
mickey exhales in response— and he knows ian sees it.
“kinda wild that you went from angie zago being your beard to all this, huh?”
“shut up, gallagher.”
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For @shamelesscursedcollab
Eye of the Beholder on AO3
Rating: M  Words: 3099
Ian woke up one Monday morning with cold feet, an aching head, and a pair of hand-knit socks on the window sill over his bed.
“Pattern: Eye of the Beholder” he read to himself. “Made for you by Sheila Jackson.”
“Dear Ian,” the rest of the letter read. “I think these are just what you need. Put them on and take a look—you’ll be everything you want to be! PS: they work best on their own.”
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but it would've been fun if you would've been the one
Before the Gallavich we know and love, there was a gallavich before. The untold story of Frank and Terry 💔
this is a crack fic for the @shamelesscursedcollab
read undercut or on ao3
The Gallagher’s swore they had been in Chicago before the city was even built. Depending on who was asked, often times a Gallagher or two would swear they were in Illinois before the Irish Famine could even hit, that the Gallagher’s knew something bad was happening before the rest of the country had any sense. The later generations of Gallagher’s called bullshit on their ancestors apparent psychic instinct but it was undeniable their family had roots in the city that grew deeper than most’s.
For almost as long as the Gallagher’s ran the Southside so did the Milkovich’s. The two lineages intertwined throughout all of history. Where one was the other was soon to follow. They tended to not get along particularly well. It was always a pissing contest between the two families. Who had the most power. Who had the most influence. Which bloodline was the kings and queens of their neighbourhood. Milkovich and Gallagher’s would always give a side-eye when they saw the other tagging an old ally or shotgunning in the middle of the park but they tended to stick to themselves mostly.
With these close proximities came the obvious feuds and even more surprising close relationships.
Somehow, someway against all the odds stacked against them Mickey and Ian had managed to foster and grow a beautiful relationship that eventually bloomed into a promise to be by one another for the rest of time. As husband and husband.
A lifelong standoff of families now merged into one.
Frank stood outside the Polish Doll, throwing rice at the newlyweds, praying deeply that he was getting that car back but most of all trying to not give in to the stingy hickies bruised on his skin.
He watched as his son- nephew, whatever the fuck the ginger was in relation to him drive the car out of the villa parking lot. Liam was once again at his side as he relented the new gossip he had learned about Rudy and his homoerotic pron stash that Frank honestly thought was an impressive feat.
He wasn’t really thinking about much other than what his next drink was going to be when Liam was speaking again. Voice with the clarity of an angle, striking him straight through the chest.
“Aren’t all homophobes gay?”
His youngest -and only good one in his humbled opinion- son’s voice rang in his ear.
Frank's face dropped. He felt his pulse quicken, his grip around the cold glass of scotch he held in his hand almost completely loosened.
Suddenly it made sense to Frank why he was crying in the middle of the reception. So overcome with emotions and unable to keep his eyes from leaking tears down his flushed cheeks. He wasn’t crying because he was proud or significantly happy about the matrimony. He was crying because of Terry.
Back when they were both boys, the summer right before Frank had gone off to university they spent every second by one another’s side never straying far apart.
They ran the Southside. Got all the drugs they could ingest, made their own beer in Frank’s shitty basement. They’d spent their nights alone in abandoned buildings and old soccer fields. Anything to be in one another’s company. Laughing, dancing, getting high and picking on the other neighbourhood kids. Their relationship, good or bad or something in between was never lacking passion. Beat the shit out of one another, fucked harder than the punches they could throw.
Their months-long rapid summer love affair was seeming to be chalked up to true love. There wasn’t much in their way. A college campus an hour away and Terry’s beard girlfriend, Laura were the only minor obstacles in their treacherous ravishing devotion. That and Frank’s fear.
It was the hottest day of summer as Frank stood outside the Milkovich home’s front porch. Terry was sitting on the front step, drinking a beer, smoking a cigarette. Frank couldn’t help but note how beautiful the boy looked, glistening in sweat, a bandana splayed across his forehead making his wisps of brown hair stand at attention. The beauty of the sight was almost enough to stop Frank from carrying out his plan. He swallowed hard, going a little dizzy from the pressure. It needed to be done.
He was afraid that his love for Terry was too much. All consuming. A black hole destined to sweep him up and never let him go. So he nervously rambled through a breakup, staring down at the shoes Terry had stolen from him. Frank cleared his throat, choking back tears. He finally looked up to see his beloved. Or now ex-beloved he supposed.
He was met with sad, stormy blue eyes that made him want to crawl into the Earth and die for hurting the boy.
“Fuck you, Frankie!” Terry spit out, running back into his house. Frank looked down at the cement, wet with Terry’s metaphorical tears, and the physical beer that he spilt getting up. Frank wiped his wet eyes remaining himself that maybe one day if either were brave enough, they would soon be in one another’s embrace again. Stay there forever.
That dream was then immediately crushed when Terry ran back out with a rifle trying to shoot the dirty blonde dead.
For years, that was the last he had heard from the Milkovich boy. When Frank finally moved back to the Southside, with a wife and baby girl to account for he found out Terry had his own family now. Oh, and he was a Nazi. Frank had just cut his hair after the breakup and started doing cocaine, he thought Terry’s nazihood was a little dramatic.
Frank stifled when he realised Liam’s eyes were still on him.
“Probably so son” He bit the inside of his cheek. He knew his eyes went sad, tried his hardest to brush aside those feelings that never got quite resolved all those years ago. He swallowed hard, hand gripping his glass.
Maybe in another life, it would have worked out. ‘Not this one though’, Frank reminded himself. “Probably so”
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Sorry, it's late, but hope you enjoy!
My contribution to the Shameless Cursed Collab.
Thank you, @shamelesscursedcollab, for setting up this event.
Summary:
Playboy Ian Gallagher finally slept with the wrong man and has been cursed to live his remaining days as a frog. His only chance at overcoming the curse is to earn a kiss from his one true love. The good news: he knows who that is. The bad news: frogs don’t have penises, and his one true love is a power bottom.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Shameless (US) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich Additional Tags: Bad Poetry, Mythology - Freeform, Ian Gallagher Loves Mickey Milkovich Summary:
A drabbly little attempt at some mythological poetry, inspired by Epics 1-3 from Hadestown. Took liberties with themes and characters and stuff. Very fluffy and low stakes.
Inspired by some artwork by Panic_Blooms (@psychicskulldamage) inspired by post I made about mythology AUs
Thanks for the inspo @shamelesscursedcollab it was a fun little project
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My submission for the @shamelesscursedcollab
Thanks for letting me participate, despite me completely misunderstanding the degree of the cursed-ness initially… XD
I hope this fic is not too cursed and not too not-cursed and is just cursed enough! :D
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38782878
Prince Ian Gallagher was nicknamed Snow White, because he was always covered in come.
A crack fic.
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And... it's up!
My contribution to the Shameless Cursed Collab.
Thank you @shamelesscursedcollab for setting up this event.
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If I.am too late for the cursed prompt I cam take on the one where Mickey gets a manicure and the one where Ian and Mickey try to figure out if the neighbor's breasts are real. Let me know 💗🌈💗🌈
hi!
nope, not too late! just @ us when you post, we would love to see and share them!
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Blast Off!
Welcome to the Shameless Cursed Collab Collection! Starting in two days, the author's that signed up will be posting their prompts, but in the meantime, here are a few of the unclaimed prompts, in case anyone wants to join in on the fun. If you decide to take one on, tag us so we can see!
• Mickey seducing the female guard to escape prison.
• Shameless PIxie Hollow AU.
• Shameless, but set in the Riverdale universe.
• “What do you think was in the oatmeal?”
• Lip as a brony.
• Gallavich Historical AU.
• Fun with vegetables.
• Smut, but make it nerdy! Every body part is identified only by its scientific name the entire fic.
• Mickey pisses off a witch and gets cursed. To do Jazz Hands every time he’s excited. 
• Mickey getting a mani pedi.
• Mickey and Ian are debating whether or not they think one of their neighbors has breast implants.
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Are there any guidelines? Length? Tags? Rating? Chicken, fish, lacto-ovo? Coffee, tea? Decaf?
Shit, I'm doing that thing again where I'm tryin' to be funny, but just look dorky.
*dodges giant hook trying to pull her off stage*
don't worry, you're fine! obviously you should rate and tag your fic appropriately as you would any fic you post on tumblr or ao3, but there's not a length requirement! write as much or as little as you would like.
p.s. i'm a coffee drinker (:
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Last day for official sign up!
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Shameless Cursed Collab Collection: Coming Spring 2022
What is this?
Winter has been long, we could all use an excuse to loosen up, be silly, write the absolute worst things we can think of! Or that other people can think of!
Where can I sign up?
If you wanna be an author in the Cursed Collection, there's a sign up form available here! If you have a prompt you wanna see someone write, feel free to send it in on or off anon. There will be a combination of crowd-sourced prompts and prompts from authors.
When is the deadline?
Author sign up closes 14th. Authors can choose whether they want to write their own prompt(s) or take on one(s) that was sent in. Posting will begin in May.
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Just stumbled over the new collab here and I'm interested into joining. But also slightly intimidated... do you maybe have an example of a prompt that could be thrown an author's way?
hi, welcome! we obviously don't know what every prompt will be yet, since we're still taking submissions, and author's are more than welcome to bring their own as well. some examples we have so far, courtesy of @suchagallabitch and @arrowflier:
- mickey seducing the female prison guard
- shameless set in the riverdale universe
- adventures in unconventional lubricants
- frank's sexploits
- glee au
it's already pretty varied. above all, this is just supposed to be fun for everyone, authors and readers alike, so try not to worry too much. we would love to have you if you decide to join us.
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Shameless Cursed Collab Collection: Coming Spring 2022
What is this?
Winter has been long, we could all use an excuse to loosen up, be silly, write the absolute worst things we can think of! Or that other people can think of!
Where can I sign up?
If you wanna be an author in the Cursed Collection, there's a sign up form available here! If you have a prompt you wanna see someone write, feel free to send it in on or off anon. There will be a combination of crowd-sourced prompts and prompts from authors.
When is the deadline?
Author sign up closes 14th. Authors can choose whether they want to write their own prompt(s) or take on one(s) that was sent in. Posting will begin in May.
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