#easter gallavich

[sweetperversiongirl]

A little belated Happy Easter to all Catholics and I give you this Easter bunny ♥

Franny hasn't thought of herself as a little girl for a long time. When you're ten, you have every right to consider yourself a self-sufficient member of society, right? Well, maybe not exactly, but only if your last name isn't Gallagher. She never believed in all that crap about pretty princesses and prince charming. Franny had been a real fighter since childhood and remained that way. At least one member of the ever-growing Gallagher clan actively supports her in that, and that's good enough.

There are rare exceptions, however, when Franny can afford to relax and be the child her many relatives (for some unknown reason) want her to be. Waking up before dawn this Easter Sunday, she watches intently out the window as two huge rabbits hops across the lawn of their house in the semi-darkness and hides something in the evergreen boxwood bushes. Franny isn't going to reveal them, just like she didn't last year and the year before that. Because that's what mature people do.

In a few hours, her cousins will come in and scurry around corners looking for colorful eggs, each time delighting in their finds like the little children they are. Franny is ready to help them to do just that. She's not going to comment to Uncle Mickey that Easter bunnies don't usually smoke or swear. She's not going to explain to Uncle Ian that it's not appropriate for the symbols of the Great Easter to grab each other's butts, even if they're sure no one can see it. After all, Franny is old and smart, and unlike her mom, she knows how to be considerate.

[sam-loves-seb]

i just need a least a little bit of easter!married gallavich from sam

meant to get around to this yesterday but the day got away from me. i hope you had a good easter anon!

ian and mickey don’t really give a fuck about easter. at least, not from a religious standpoint.

but it’s an excuse to get the family together—like they need a reason—so when debbie starts blowing up the family group text about what time to come over for lunch, they tell her they’ll be there and they’ll bring dessert. they pick up a cake with bunnies on it from some westside bakery that ian picks up donuts from sometimes on the weekends.

debbie cooks, because getting together was her idea, and because no one else wants to do it. all the gallaghers go. franny’s wearing bunny ears and perpetually has chocolate on her face for the entire day. fred’s wearing a little bow tie that won’t stay clipped to his shirt for the life of him.

it’s almost too cold to be outside, but the kids are hyped up on candy and sugar so mickey volunteers to sit on the front porch and watch them run around and tire themselves out. debbie’s place is cramped and he can only spend so much time in the same room as lip.

ian spends the first hour catching up with his brothers and bothering debbie in the kitchen. eventually he finds mickey outside and sits on the porch with him, listening to fred ramble on about what the easter bunny brought him. franny nods along dutifully, even though she hasn’t believed in the bunny for a few years now.

they cram a folding table into the living room and squish as many people around it as they can. they eat ham and potatoes and roasted carrots and whatever else debbie decided to make. carl passes out beers and tami pours wine and they eat family style with plates and bowls passed around the small space.

later, mickey ends up wearing franny’s bunny ear headband, one of the ears bent at an angle. ian tries to sneak a picture, but mickey flips him off in every single one. they’re perfect.

sunday holidays are weird, and by the time they make it back to their apartment they’re tipsy and exhausted. they tell themselves that next year they’ll remember to take the day after easter off. (they never do.) they have a pound of leftovers ian slides in the fridge.

ian untucks his button up shirt from his jeans and undoes the top few buttons. mickey rips off his sweater the first chance he gets, and collapses on the living room couch with his tank top and jeans with the button undone. ian falls into place next to him, a bag of reese’s eggs open and ready to be devoured sits between them.

they catch the tail end of the white sox game and mickey passes out almost immediately. ian eventually grabs the blanket off the back of the couch and throws it around both of them, sliding down until he’s horizontal and mickey’s curling into his chest in his sleep—but not before he posts the bunny ears picture to his instagram story.

[ryantryinx]

Happy Easter/ Spring Equinox/ Trans Visibility Day!

I imagine Mickey and Ian throwing around and hiding eggs around Lips place for Franny, and Freddy!

[michellemisfit]

Received my LUSH Easter order today and halfway through unpacking it realised…

Bathbombs, but make it Gallavich? 🤔

This one is called Hot Cross Bunny (because it’s hot cross bun flavoured and.. well… ���) and surely I’m not the only one who now needs to urgently reread @whatthebodygraspsnot’s Like Rabbits, right?

And next we had this little space bunny

Which of course now that we’re on the theme is obviously Ian from @the-rat-wins’ Two of Your Earth Minutes (which I reread two nights ago, so that was good timing!)

And then lastly we have this little rainbow fella

He just wants everyone here to know he’s fucking gay. He just wanted you all to know that.

Happy Easter to me! 🐰

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

Santa Comes Early 🔥🎄

Rating: Explicit Word-Count: 3,300 words Additional Tags: holiday crack smut, human mickey, magic ian, bearded ian, light corruption kink, frottage, barebacking, santa slander, i had a fever-dream about this and now it’s your problem - merry christmas

Summary: Late Christmas Eve night, Mickey wakes to find a stranger in his living room. What follows can only be described as holiday magic. Or maybe a fever dream.

Because Mickey didn’t know Santa Claus had a son. A son who’s not only extremely handsome, but who just so happened to make a special trip to Mickey’s house, without his father knowing about it. So really, how can Mickey not fuck him?

[ read on archive of our own ]

[callivich]

Random Easter Gallavich thoughts:

Mickey steals a very expensive Easter egg for Ian and Ian wants to be angry but the chocolate is so damn good that he really can’t be.

Ian buys Mickey a nice but not too expensive Easter egg and hides it in their apartment so that Mickey has to find it 😃

Mickey does not like this and gets bored quickly and attempts to eat Ian’s egg so Ian brings out his gift to stop his husband from eating his chocolate.

Ian suggests they watch an Easter move but he’s not sure if there are any good Easter movies? 🧐

Mickey says he knows one and puts on Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey. Ian is skeptical and thinks a creepy Easter bunny appearance doesn’t mean it’s an Easter movie.

They bicker for a bit and make out a lot and there are all sorts of chocolate stains on the couch afterwards.

Ian has been thinking of Easter puns for a while and says every single one he can think of.

He loves how Mickey just goes with it and even comes up with some puns of his own.

Anyone else got any Easter headcanons?

[ange1sang]

empty cupboards

1k words, gallavich (ian x mickey) feat. mandy + svetlana

; canon compliant, season 4-5, domestic gallavich, fluff, hurt/comfort, mentions of weight loss + food scarcity + drug use, ed not otherwise specified, soft

Ian wakes up to the sound of the theme song to It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia bleeding through the paper thin walls of the Milkovich house and the smell of cigarettes and the "Easter bread" Svetlana was baking late last night when he got home. It's a regular morning, the kind Ian has grown fond of as he's gotten more used to being in the Milkovich household, but there's an ache in his bones that stops a smile from creeping onto his lips. He's been sleeping on his side, one knobby knee resting on top of the other, and pain is throbbing through his knees and ankles. He pushes himself upright as slowly as he can, pain shooting up his spine as he does. It's a familiar pain, one that's been coming and going since he's been working at the Fairy Tail, but this morning it's far worse than it's ever been.

He's dizzy as he stands up and pulls on a tank top Mickey left at the bottom of the bed, dragging his feet along the floor to make his way to the living room. Mandy and Mickey are occupying opposite ends of the couch, Mandy with her knees pulled up to her chest and some of the bread Svetlana made half-eaten in her hand and Mickey shirtless, half-asleep watching the TV. Neither of them notice him until he trudges further into the room.

"You okay?" is the first thing Mandy asks him, no 'good morning' or 'how'd you sleep?' like he usually gets. Ian can feel himself swaying back and forth where he's standing but the thought of sitting down makes tears prick his eyes, the pain in his knees, hips and ass still nauseating.

"Hey," Mickey says softly, fully awake now and all but jumping up to hold Ian steady. "You take somethin' last night?"

"Just coke," Ian mumbles, leaning into the warm hand Mickey rests on his shoulder.

"You ass, you were still hungover when you left," Mickey mutters, but his thumb gently rubs circles into the patch of freckles on Ian's shoulders. "C'mon, Lana left stuff for breakfast."

"'S not a hangover, Mick," he whispers, but allows Mickey to herd him into the kitchen and gently lean him against the kitchen counter. Mickey raises an eyebrow and watches him as he pours him coffee and gets him one of the pretty, decorated breads from the tray on the kitchen table. Ian takes a deep breath, head hanging down so his chin touches his chest. "My bones feel like shit, man."

Mickey sighs, long and hard, and sets down the cup of coffee to pour a generous amount of creamer in. The sight of it makes anxiety prickle along Ian's forearms, remembering the scales he has to step on every couple months at the Fairy Tail and all of the advice he gets afterwards - black coffee always lands somewhere near the top of that list.

"You gotta eat more, Ian," he says, just as gentle as he is firm. He's getting better at letting his concern show through (or worse, depending on which of them is asked) and right now the furrow between his brows speaks volumes as he leans in to kiss Ian's cheekbone. "Fuck the club and all that shit, okay? Stay home, Nika's coming over to help Lana with dinner later."

"You want me here?" Ian teases, lifting his head just enough to meet Mickey's eyes. His boyfriend rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue, but when Ian takes the mug of lukewarm coffee from him, he smiles. The anxiety pumping through Ian's veins calms a little at the sight, thoughts of scales and diet tips taking a backseat when faced with the warmth of Mickey's affection.

"Yeah, dickface. Get some food in you 'nd sleep in," Mickey says. There's no pleading, but Ian sees it in the way his eyes flit back and forth between Ian's features, looking for reassurance that Ian isn't going to leave for the club on an empty stomach.

"Okay," he finally concedes. He reaches down and presses his thumb against his knee cap, trying and failing to rub the pain in his joint away. He feels stupid, knowing that just a year ago he was fit enough to be in the military and now he can't sleep on his side without wrecking his knees, hips and ankles. "You really think it's just the food?"

"Same thing would happen when Terry used to fuck off and we didn't have enough food for all of us," Mickey says, voice hushed while he glances over at Mandy. Ian watches his expression change when he looks at his sister and thinks back to him stealing boxes of food from the Kash and Grab. He wonders how many of those times were just to fuck with Kash and how many of them were because there was a house full of teenagers and criminals running on an empty stomach. "It gets better when you have enough to eat for a while."

Ian offers him a smile he hopes is comforting, and when that doesn't seem to work he takes another sip of the coffee and takes the bread Mickey's still holding out to him. He takes a bite and hums to let Mickey know it's good, though that's no surprise with the cooking Svetlana's done for them in the past. Some of the tension in Mickey's shoulder dissipates and he smiles at Ian.

"C'mon, Always Sunny reruns are on," he says, and with a hand between Ian's shoulder blades he walks him back to the sofa.

They spend the morning there, Ian drifting in and out of sleep with his head on Mickey's lap and his feet on Mandy's, the ache in his bones a reliable ebb and flow. He doesn't really wake up until Svetlana and Nika get home and start bustling around the kitchen, occasionally calling out for help from Mandy or Iggy. When he wakes he blinks up at Mickey and finds his boyfriend already looking down at him, a small smile on his face.

"Call the club," he says, his thumb coming down to stroke a soft line down between Ian's brows. "Stay home."

Ian smiles and pulls Mickey's hand down to his mouth so he can kiss his palm.

"Okay."

[bawlbrayker]

Firstly, I want to send a huge shout out and thank you to @gallavichthings for the immense amount of work they have put in to make the 2024 Gallavich Gift Exchange happen!

Also, a big shout out to all the participants - it's so cool to be a part of this!

I was terrified to participate, not knowing if I would be able to create something that my giftee would enjoy. My reason for sharing that, is that I want to encourage ANYONE who wants to participate in future events... join in!

I had a lot of fun writing this, thinking about things my giftee, @mybrainismelted, would enjoy!

Kat, I really hope you enjoy this, I threw in some Easter Eggs for you!!

Fic rated M, 2k words.

[roryonic]

Wednesday Tag Game

Tagged by @spacerockwriting <3

Name: Rory

Age: Pie minus one slice

Location: Comfy chair

And now...

Latest music discovery: Well, Doja Cat's new album has been going on repeat

Latest movie: The Wolf of Wall Street

Last TV show you finished: Young Royals (do not discuss the ending with me smh)

Most recently started book: are fics books??

Most recent trip out of town: Easter break to another small lil' town

Most recent trip out of the country: London, my love, last summer

Most recent gift you made yourself: A painting of Gallavich

Most recent gift you made to someone else: A t-shirt with GTA characters ironed on it

Most recent text message you received: "ask your mother"

Most recent text message you sent: a gif of bears hugging

Last fic you read: started Rachel's "What Keeps a Man Holding So Long"

Last drink you had: hot cocoa

Last thing you ate: noddles and vegetables

Latest piece of clothing you bought: SHOES because my old ones had literal holes <3

Latest piece of advice you received: can't even remember - probably something academia related

Latest piece of advice you gave: "focus on this period of time first before you stress about the next."

Latest thing you promised yourself: That I don't actually get on everyone's nerves all the time.

(Don't know who's done it or not, but passing the baton to: @rayrayor @piefrans @creepkinginc @transmurderbug @bawlbrayker @grumble-fish @jrooc)

[squidyyy23]

DANCING AFTER DEATH - Chapter 10: Deep Water

Fresh off a prison sentence, Ian Gallagher is lost, wandering aimlessly through a life that doesn’t feel like his anymore. So when Lip offers him a fresh start halfway across the country, he takes it. He’s not sure what he expected from the small, Northern California town of Charming, but it certainly didn’t involve a closeted, dark-haired, blue-eyed member of the local motorcycle gang turning his life upside down. His head tells him to get the hell out of dodge, but there’s just something about him Ian can’t let go.

Chapters: 10/12 Rating: Explicit Chapter Word Count: 14.5k Total Word Count: 158k

As always, all the love to Sara @shameless-notashamed for making me look reasonably put together. 💖

Click here to read Chapter 10 or click here to start at the beginning.

[arrowflier]

These Undomesticated Wilds: Chapter 5

Read on Ao3 or start from the beginning

Chapter Summary: A conversation with a stranger yields new information, but Ian still can't make sense of Mickey Milkovich.

Fic Summary: When Ian Gallagher left Chicago behind him to traipse aimlessly through the wilderness, he was hoping to find himself–the self that he had lost when his bipolar diagnosis had his family treating him with kid gloves and his boyfriend annoyed with his melancholic acceptance of his new life. He wasn’t looking for a rescue.  But when he’s injured on a hike through the woods in southern Indiana, a rescue is what he gets. And if he’s lucky, he might find a little more than he was looking for.

Happy belated birthday to @howlinchickhowl​ (it’s not dinosaurs but it is wild!) and thank you to @shameless-notashamed for beta reading!

[deanie1987]

Rather than make reblogging to make the conversation even longer, I wanted to expand on what @dreamylyfe-x was saying here. It is very true and very important that Ian has had family support in all the ways that Mickey hasn't and of course that has made Mickey more vulnerable in who he trusts and who he lets in.

Something that doesn't get talked about much, but I also think is very important, is the fact that the lives that Ian and Mickey lived when they were NOT together could't have been more different. Ian experienced somewhat of a "middle class" lifestyle. He had a legitimate job, a bank account, he was exposed to different types of gay culture and generally lived the life of a "normal" guy in his early twenties, going out and having fun but also taking on more adult responsibilities. In other words, as much as he may have felt out of place sometimes in the North Side, he has done this before and can navigate it relatively easily.

Mickey, on the other hand, spent those years in jail and then as a drug dealer in Mexico. There is NO security there, there is no time or place for "finding yourself" and figuring out what you want out of life. There is only survival. And even then, he was clever enough to escape, to ingratiate himself into a cartel and then to turn on that cartel in order to get back to Ian. Mickey HAS those skills to negotiate foreign environments, but it was a necessity for him and not a luxury.

So as much as Ian and Mickey have grown together and will continue to grow together, the time they spent apart and the experiences that had without one another are a huge part of their story. Your early twenties are a significant time for growth and exploring the world for anyone, but maybe more so for these two. And their experiences really could't have been more different and the repercussions of that are still being felt, if not talked about. But I also think that they recognize their differences and are negotiating a way to now understand them but also move past them in some ways but still grow together. It's actually really beautiful to see.

[michellemisfit]

🎁 Gallavich Gift Exchange 2024 🎁

Hilariously, when I read the prompts for this one, I kept thinking ‘You know who would draw great art for this? Molly! This would look sooooo good in her style!!’ - Which meant that when @deathclassic was revealed as my giftee I had to rethink everything, as I couldn’t un-see all the prompts I’d been picturing drawn in her own style. 🤦

So I decided to go with a tiny bit of H/C, a bit of Fluff, but mostly PG13 Domesticity, and the boys being all in love with each other…

Their lives may be a bit calmer, but Mickey still gets into plenty of scrapes. And while Ian isn’t a professional EMT anymore, he’ll always be ready with the first aid kit. Especially if it gets him sweet thank you kisses when he is finished!!

Medium: Winsor & Newton Promarkers

I hope you like it @deathclassic 🧡🖤

Thank you to @gallavichthings for organising the GGE again this year. Such fun!!

Some in progress behind the cut :) Happy Easter everyone! 🐰

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

[gallavichthings]

Spring is here! (well, in the Northern Hemisphere it is) The boys are ready for some spring cleaning. Are you?

Welcome to the first ever Gallavich Spring Cleaning!

What is that, you ask? Easy! It’s a multiwork event hosted by @gallavichfanficlibrary and yours truly (with some help of @gallavichprompts​, thank you!) . That means any kind of work is accepted: fics, fanart, videos, gifs, you name it! Oh, and did I mention there are no requirements either? Drabbles and one-shots are more than welcome (my burn-out brain actually thanks you). 

The only rule for this event is: it’s got to be PG-13 - in other words, clean. (Get it? Cause of spring cleaning? *wink wink* I’m very smart). That means no mature teams, no smut, no M18, no ~lemon~. Of course swearing is allowed (I mean, it’s still Ian and Mickey we are talking about), just keep it sfw. Think of it as a reverse kinktober, if you will.

Prompts are under the Read More. You can use only one, several or all of them. Mix and match, if you want to! Repeat them, even!  They’re just your starting points! 

This event will run through the whole month of April, so you may post whenever you want. Tag me (@gallavichthings) so I can see and reblog it as soon as possible. Feel free to also tag the Library if you’re posting fics (oh, and if you can, please put your fics under read mores if they’re too long and you post them here in full, as a courtesy to those roaming the tags). 

For those using AO3, here’s the Collection for this event.

Let’s have some clean fun!

Situation prompts:

Spring cleaning.

It's the first sunny day in what feels like forever, after several weeks of bad weather and storms that have kept them spending most of the time in their apartment. 

Spring: sniffles, pollen, and tissues.

The Big Easter Egg Hunt.

The only thing Mickey knows about his soulmate is that he’s supposed to meet him in the spring.

Teenagers Ian and Mickey somehow end up spending St.Patrick’s Day together, and it’s not a date but it also kinda sorta feels like it might be? 

Spring on the Westside feels different than on the Southside.

Ian and Mickey are slowly turning their apartment into a ‘home’, bringing small touches of themselves into it.

Mickey’s always been a light sleeper who has suffered from nightmares. It’s only when they finally get their apartment sorted that he starts to sleep well and really understand what a good night's sleep can be.

The lease on the apartment is almost up. (Do they stay in the apartment? Move out? Go apartment hunting? Hire a realtor?)

One day Ian comes across an injured cat and nurses it back to health. After a few days he finds a stranger on his couch and the cat is nowhere to see. (Shapeshifting AU)

The last thing Ian expects to see in the mysterious box that Mickey brings to the dugouts is kittens. And he definitely didn’t expect that they would end up caring for them together.

5 times they visited family members + 1 time the family members visited them.

Debbie wants to make a good old Gallaghers’ style BBQ. (Everything goes wrong.)

The king sends his best knight to kill the monster that lives in the forest. Turns out, the monster is pretty charming and doesn’t actually harm anyone. 

Dialogue prompt

“Well, this is new.”

“This isn’t what it looks like, I swear! Okay … it’s kind of what it looks like, but just give me a chance to explain.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“So hang on, let me get this straight.”

“Oh, good, you’re here! Hold this.”

“Oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“Don’t just stand there looking at me.”

“Now, before I say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“You are remarkably well-behaved tonight. What have you been up to?”

"We both know this will be the first time and the last time we ever attempt this."

"Strike three! You're out!"

“How much longer till we’re there?”

“Ten bucks for this piece of crap!”

“Why do you have that look on your face?”

“No. Hell, no. Absolutely not.”

“And you can’t think of any other reason?”

“Do you maybe think, in retrospect, that this was a terrible idea?”

“Talk to me, okay? I need to know what’s going on.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“Is this your first time here?”

“We need to come up with a new strategy.”

“I wasn’t sure you remembered me.”

“I never, ever want to hear you say that again.”

“What on earth happened here?”

“You gonna eat that?”

[look-i-love-u]

🌷 Joy List 🌷

Thank you, Rhys (@smokey-mickey ) for tagging me. The weather has been nice and warm here today but thinking about what gives me joy is always fun.

+ my dog (he'll always be no.1)

+ the nice spring weather, white clouds and deep blue sky

+ tulips

+ posting the last chapter of my story "Flower U-Up". My first long-ish Gallavich FF.

+ @galladrabbles When I agreed to do this with Evie, I never dared to hope to get so much joy from it and all you wonderful people

+ the amazing doodle @milkovski drew for my last drabble. This makes me smile like a loon when ever I look at it.

+ my rainbow Easter T-Shirt I have been wearing yesterday and today

+ Easter

+ getting invited to coffee and ending up drinking sparkling wine

+ having a drink after an incredibly exhausting week

And that's where I'll stop.

I'm tagging: @vintagelacerosette , @whatwouldmickeydo , @gardenerian , @sleepyfacetoughguy , @impala67-aka-baby , @suzy-queued , @imikhailotakeyouian , @ardent-fox , @squidyyy23 and my Baba @energievie