#gallavich oneshot

[suchagallabitch]

tangled up with you all night

Mickey is cold and refuses to admit he wants to cuddle. He struggles to swallow his petty pride and just ask.

based on the word prompt: blanket by @arrowflier

Blanket

/ˈblaNGkət/ noun

a large piece of woollen or similar material used as a bed covering or other covering for warmth.

Mickey had always had a relatively hard time falling asleep. He had been on high alert mode for all of his life. A habit that deemed itself hard to get rid of. In the recent years, he had gotten a lot better at going to bed than he ever did in his life, that was for sure. That started somewhere around when he was nineteen. The Gallaghers, as annoying pain in the asses they were, offered a much more safe space to live than his own house.

Even now he figured sleeping was much easier than it was even a few years ago. Still, Mickey found himself watching over Ian peacefully drifting off most nights before he could even manage to close his eyes. There was something primitive there. Maybe it was much simpler than that, just his second nature.

He wouldn’t ever admit it, but he loved watching Ian sleep. It just brought him great peace. After years of dealing with Ian’s manic stints, seeing him asleep and well was about the most relaxing reassurance the man could have. That and he liked how soft Ian’s expression was when he was completely gone. His mouth would hang open sometimes. He had drooled all over Mickey a few times. Which Mickey did think was kinda gross. He always gave his husband a side eye when he woke up with a wet spot on the middle of his chest. He guessed that wasn’t completely fair considering the number of bodily fluids from the man he had ingested over the years.

Nonetheless, droll and all, Mickey really did have a soft spot for watching Ian sleep. Except for that night, he was grouchy. Downright enviest his husband was sound asleep and he wasn’t.

[Read the rest on AO3!]

[mikhailoisbaby]

GALLADRABBLES : INK

This week @galladrabbles with the prompt Ink . I keep writing like 300+ words before realising that it should be a 100 so I start again with a different idea so I might my “long” one shot on Ao3 :)

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Mickey just playing a Tetris styled game on his phone while Ian just laying his head on Mickey's chest tracing his inked name on mickey's chest.

“ you happy their baby? ,” Mickey says laying his phone down and stroking his hand through Ian's hair light curls

“ I like my tattoo” it’s said in a sleep laced voice.

“ your tattoo ?” Mickey mocks lovingly

“ Yeah, it’s my second favourite” Ian looks up at mickey grabbing his hand “ your knuckles are my favourite than my name then your forearm tattoos” ina gently kissed his ’fuck’ knuckles before doing the same to the other hand.

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

Omg u have Ian and Debs hcs? Please please share

i’m kinda late to this because i keep forgetting but HERE THEY ARE (some of these are stolen from my other headcanons post and also half of these are very unserious)

ian was so excited when debbie was born, he loved being a big brother. whenever anybody tried to take the newborn baby out of his arms, he would throw a fit and insist that the baby belonged to him and you can’t touch her!

the two of them have gotten drunk on mimosas at like 10 in the morning on several occasions

when debbie was in her phase where she was going on about “ginger racism” she kept sending ian photos of gingers/articles about discrimination against gingers and so he blocked her number (temporarily!)

they have a gallagher groupchat (canon) and debbie talks the most in it. ian leaves the groupchat constantly because of the spamming so she has to add him back

also kinda going off of that^ ian is horrible at responding to texts/calls and leaves debbie on read CONSTANTLY, which pisses debbie off, making her spam his messages/voicemail until he gives in and texts her back (she’s so me)

(pre-season 1) when frank and monica would fight ian would try to calm her down while fiona and lip tried to break up the fights. carl would usually be fine and just watch/go up to his room, but debbie would get scared and cry, worried about either of the parents getting hurt or leaving.

debbie used to make her siblings bracelets out of like rainbow loom and shit and she made ian the most and he, unlike lip, wore all of them (no matter how sparkly they were).

(pre-3x05) debbie would beg ian to take her with him when he went to the milkovich house to go see mandy, which was incredibly awkward for ian, considering what he was really doing going there to do.

debbie visited ian the most in prison (lip tried to also, but he was also focusing on tami and fred).

ian taught debbie how to throw a punch.

heidi runs away and devastates debbie, which leads to her crying over her loneliness and venting to ian constantly, so eventually ian and mickey come up with a way to reunite sebbie (yes i’m writing about this).

also this isn’t a headcanon but i have a question and it’s why the fuck wasn’t sandy at ian and mickey’s anniversary party if she was so important in the wedding like that could’ve been our tiny sebbie reunion we could’ve gotten like one frame of them talking and i’d be satisfied

[maweallgotohell]

Me: writing about Jerome Also Me: not able to get my head off Jerome so I can write about him It's a weird cycle

[gardenerian]

a mountain at my gates

prohibition AU | 6 chapters | 14.5k | E rating

Ian loves serving cold gin and champagne to the laughing flappers that visit his family's speakeasy. Even as the Gallaghers struggle to build an empire, he thinks the only thing missing is a lover to dance with. Desperate to get out from under his father's thumb, Mickey sets out to undermine the already thriving Milkovich empire. Tasked with taking the Gallagher operation out, Mickey knows to expect violence and danger. But he never could have expected Ian.

based on the recent AU tag game, with thanks to @spoonfulstar and @mmmichyyy for the encouragement 🥂

read here on ao3

[sesquipadalian-in-a-jar]

Gallavich Oneshot- Seventeen Going Under

One shot featuring Mickey’s internal monologue a few days after his and Ian’s first time. This is my first fic, so i hope you enjoy! The title is from a song by Sam Fender, which i would very much recommend listening to! (can also be read here on my ao3 if you prefer)

Mickey gave him the fucking gun back.

It was a few days later, and Mickey was starting to feel a bit stupid for it. Made the whole thing feel a bit transactional, but what was he supposed to do? Stand up after the best shag of his life, turn to the guy in question and jumble out something along the lines of “Nice dick Gallagher, thanks for shoving it up my ass. No, you can’t have your bosses gun back, even though what was the only reason you came here anyway. Bye!”. Even in his head that sounded worse than what he did, which was grab the gun from his drawer, shove it into the redhead’s hands gesture to the door, all without making eye contact.

Mickey was still reeling a little, to be honest. Everything had happened so fast, but confusingly enough also in slow-motion, like mickey had blinked and it was over but at the same time millions of galaxies had been born and died in the seconds it had taken him to reach out and touch Ian for the first time.

Maybe it was best it came off as transactional. Scratch that. Of course it was best, because that’s what it was, right? Wasnt like Mickey wanted anything more from the guy than a quick fuck, not like a tiny tiny part of him regretted declining Ian’s kiss, because that would be pathetic. And ridiculous. And gay.

And mickey was NOT gay. Couldn’t be gay. The implications of any part of Mickey actually liking men were far greater than he was willing face up to just then. His father would fucking kill him, for one, but not before beating the shit out of him and possibly cutting off his fucking fingers or some shit like that.

And yet he found himself standing opposite the crappy little supermarket where Ian worked, frozen in place, still trying in vain to stop his mind from spinning desperately through half-glimpses of freckles and red hair and stupidly large hands, even though that was all it had been doing for the past week anyways.

Fuck. He was so fucked. One way or another, Mickey Milkovich was fucking doomed.

He took a deep breath, and a step forwards, because despite it all, Mickey was anything but a fucking coward.

[shamlssxx]

Share like Gallagher's do.

"Fuck, are there any things you don't share at all?" Tammy asks, interrupting the dialogue between Lip and Ian about the exchange of some trifle.

The Gallaghers turn to her at the same time, blinking in surprise a couple of times. Ian frowns and sends Lip a questioning look, like "she doesn't know something?". Lip is at this moment trying to remember if he even mentioned the details of the exchange in their family and what it really means.

"Well.. We've always shared." Lip begins. "Food, clothes, money. What else could you expect?"

Tammy doesn't ask for an explanation. She fucking understands perfectly, remove your stereotypes about blondes. But still..

"What about hygiene?" She continues. "Clothes and the rest are understandable, but.. Soap? Did you seriously share soap with each other? Or.."

"Are you talking about hygiene at the Gallagher house? Pretty naive for someone who's lived there for a long time, Tammy." Ian grins. "It's okay now, but then.."

"I remember one of Fiona's guys squeaking from a cockroach in the kitchen." Lip laughs softly, remembering the huge eyes and the thin squeak. God, he was so scared.

"Or when Debbie accidentally stepped on a rat at night!" His brother adds. "Fuck, it seems the mouse was more scared than Debs.."

"So, what kind of thing is forbidden to share in the Gallagher house?" Tammy frowns and grins at her question.

"Em.. Well, probably partners." Ian turns his head to Lip with a cheeky smile. "I think we have slightly different tastes in this, dude."

Lip winces sharply at this and makes Ian laugh louder.

"Not Mickey-Fucking-Milkovich, I'm asking you. No more mention of that, Ian."

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

Game of Thrones happens to be on.

And now I'm finally getting the motivation for three of the fanfic trope mashups I've gotten for Gallavich MONTHS ago.

So if you requested

historical/kink

royal/kink

flirting under fire/kink

it's coming.

It's only a one shot though, not a new WIP.

[suchagallabitch]

shimmering beautiful & when i break it's in a million pieces

After a bad injury Ian tries to comfort his daughter

based on the word prompt: shimmer by @depressedstressedlemonzest

Shimmer

/ˈSHimər/ (intransitive) verb

to shine with a soft tremulous or fitful light OR to reflect a wavering sometimes distorted visual image

And there you go sweetface” Ian dusted off Ruby’s pillow trying to flash her the most supportive smile he could muster. In all honesty, he felt terrible for his poor girl.

He had been trying his hardest all afternoon to try to get her to at least crack a smile. Beside the embarrassed blush and flustered grin she sported when Ian pulled out a picture of her and the boy she liked from behind the dress earlier- If he could count that as a smile. Ruby was stone-faced. He didn’t blame her.

Ruby had recently torn her ACL in a pretty traumatic way. She had been suffering from leg pain prior to the incident for about a month. But her being Ruby, she brushed it off as much as she could, told no one that, hid that she grimaced any time she took a step. She took baths, rubbed herself with Bengay and Epson salt, literally everything she could in an attempt to try and heal herself. None of it worked so she just pushed her attention elsewhere, not to put emphasis on her pain.

She couldn’t think of the pain. It was finally competition season again. She had started track and field the year prior and absolutely adored it. She had been looking forward to running again more than anything. Especially since her coach was confident that she was gonna set records for both sprinting and long-distance. Ruby was ecstatic and took the words of praise as a challenge. She had always been confident, maybe a little too much so, but still, she was ready to win. Trained her ass off to assure as much.

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[m4ndysk4nkovich]

so i started a new thing on ao3 that i will definitely regret, but basically i was listening to the full (released) lana del rey discography and realized how every single song she ever wrote fits at least one shameless character, so, naturally, i decided to start a series where i write a one shot with every single lana del rey song ever released as the title. that’s kinda a lot but i already started so yeah😍

@l0st4l1fe knew abt this first so yeah🤗🤗

i will definitely give up but they’re just oneshots/drabbles so idk

[maweallgotohell]

Jerome Valeska - articles pt. 1

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pairing: Jerome Valeska x fem! reader

warnings: none

summary: reader is a journalist for the Gotham Gazette and has to write an article about Jerome. Her boss wants her to do an interview with the criminal and so she visits him in Arkham. But what happens when they develop feelings for each other and Jerome NEEDS to see her again?

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"Amazing! Simply amazing, Miss LN! I am very impressed.", your boss said.

You were working for the Gotham Gazette and for the last 3 months you were working on a very important project and articles about some of the more shady sides of Gotham.

Since Jim Gordon appeared and claimed to clean up the GCPD and Gotham itself, more people in town wanted to know what's really going on.

And so you were assigned to start a series of articles about Gordon's cases, which was meant to become quite important for the Gazette.

And it did.

By the time the first article was published, every single person in Gotham knew your name and who you were. Even a certain ginger boy already heard a lot about you.

And now, because of your great work, your boss wanted you to write another seemingly important article about a certain redheaded and incredibly dangerous villain.

Jerome Valeska.

You wrote about him before in the Gordon series but that was just from the views of the GCPD and citizens. Now your boss wanted interviews. With the man himself.

You had to admit you were a little scared when you were told to go pay him one or more visits in Arkham for those interviews you needed.

But you had to get over that silly little bit of fear, because you really wanted to write that article. It wasn't only important for the Gazette, but for your career too and you had to say that you were even quite interested in the villain's reasons and backstory yourself.

So when you stood in front of the Asylum, you straightened out your olive green pants and blazer again, took another deep breath and walked in.

Strange greeted you quite friendly and offered you a cup of coffee immediately, which you gladly took.

Yeah, you already had like 3 but if you were the one to meet a fuckin' psychopathic killer who murdered his mother with an axe, you'd need a huge amount of caffeine too, right?

When Strange left, he introduced you to a male guard, who seemed to be a little older than yourself but was kinda like two times your body size and height.

The guard was introduced as 'John' and the two of you shook hands. Then he showed you around Arkham in general first.

It seemed rather scary to you and you couldn't help but feel sad for anyone who had to spend such an amount of time in such a rotten place, no matter if they were killers and psychopaths or not.

You went through the cafeteria, the common room, med room and you were even allowed to look into some of the cells.

It was quite shocking to you because you thought the circumstances in an asylum weren't that bad. They were meant to care for the inmates. But this? Nobody deserved this.

After the tour the guard gave you, he said that he would now bring you to „Mr. Valeska".

He led you into an empty room, which was guarded by around 12 huge men. In the room was nothing but a metal table and two chairs.

John told you that they all would be outside and would watch through a one-way-mirror, so that Jerome couldn't pull any shit. This lowkey calmed you down but on the other side you knew that if he wanted to try anything, he could and would, no matter if there were guards or not.

So you just hoped that he didn't want to see you dead.

You took a seat on one of the chairs and John left the room with the words " Mr. Valeska will be here in around ten." and muttered a barely audible "stay safe", which kinda concerned you.

You put down your bag and took out your files, question sheets and your notebook. 

After going through them one last time and changing some stuff, the door opened and the dangerous ginger walked in. He grinned down at you, which caused a strange feeling to spread around your body and then he took the seat on the other side of the table in front of you.

" Hello beautiful", he said, dragging out the 'o' while sitting down, still grinning at you.

You nodded, now with an unusual and strangely shy behavior.

"Hello Mr. Valeska. How are you?", you said, trying not to stare at him and avoiding eye contact by scanning your notes intensely.

" Oh please, darling, call me Jerome.", he smirked. You felt heat rising up to your cheeks and just hoped that you wouldn't go all red over him and his sweet talk.

You nodded.

"Well I'm doing real great, ya know. Well, as great as an inmate in such a shitty place could feel.", he said with sarcasm lacing his voice, but you saw something hurt in his eyes and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

You nodded again.

" But, more important is: how are you, beautiful? It's not really usual for pretty journalists like you to just walk in here and interview some strange and dangerous criminal like me."

God, that damn smirk.

"I'm fine", you said, trying to sound as professional and unshaken by his words as possible. " My boss liked my articles about the Gordon stuff and wanted something just as interesting. So he asked me to interview a criminal."

He smitten smiled and asked in a jokingly teasing, but kinda proud tone:" And you chose me?"

You nodded.

"Yeah. I thought it would be interesting to hear and write about your motives and views, considering that you were the head of the latest shocking crimes and probably the most dangerous and intriguing criminal of Gotham."

He seemed impressed and satisfied with your answer and a rather proud expression laid itself upon his features.

Speaking of his features, you were now examining everything about his appearance and how he spoke, not realizing you were staring.

"Like what you see, Miss LN?", he smirked smugly.

" Let's just start with the interview."

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word count: 1007

So this is the first part of the 'articles' story. Hope y'all like it.

C ya

[haunted-phantom-student]

So I'm turning my first two gallavich fics and the oneshots it has spurred/will likely spur in the future into its own series:

...as well as posting the first of those oneshots!

I hope you enjoy but if I'm being perfectly honest I also kinda hope I make you cry. 🤔

[jessij1997]

Mickey lay on his back, a smoke in his mouth, one hand behind his head, a smirk on his lips. Naked. Ian grinned and without a word he stepped forward to the bed. Slowly shoved his jeans to the ankles. Looked Mickey deep in the ocean blue eyes while he finished his after-orgasm-cigarette. Ian stripped out of his Boxers and smirked.

„Touch yourself for me babe" Mickey whispered and sat up.

Ian touch his pale freckled skin, twisted his right nipple, goes down to his stomach and up again to his own throat. He touches himself. He touches his bizeps, his V-Line, his thighs. Mickey stepped out from the bed and stopped in front of him. The green fire in his eyes were soaked in Lust.

[evie235x]

Gallavich fic suggestions!

All of these can be found on AO3, most are NSFW and have some pretty mature/triggering themes so tread with caution. I will add a note to check the tags if this is the case. Also most of these are pretty long so I will specify if it's just a one shot!!

❤️ = Favs

o ❤️ Like Real People Do by grayola- really fluffy, online relationship

o Redheaded Stepchildren by ZebraWallpaper- focuses of Debbie and Ian's relationship at the end of season 4

o ❤️ Irish Twins by ZebraWallpaper - sequel to Redhead Stepchildren although can be read without the first part, focuses on Ian and Lips relationship. Check tags.

o ❤️ This is the Road to Ruin by bricoleur10- Canon divergence, hurt/comfort, good brother lip, check tags.

o Everything About You by grayola- Ian's perspective of Like Real People Do, incomplete

o Teenagers Scare The Living Shit Out Of Me by Mellow_Yellow- serial killer au, fluff and angst, check tags

o You Are My Peace, You Are My Prayer by cosmicayan- hurt/comfort, good boyfriend Mickey, oneshot

o Friends by zankiefanatic- best friend au, check tags, incomplete

o One Milkovich at a time by Yeoldfandomsofmine (dreamerbydawn)- small series, Ian trying to bond with the Milkovich family, funny?

o the ground will swallow us anyway by infiniteoceansofblue- check tags, hurt/comfort, hurt Ian, good brother lip, one shot

o Come On, Tough Guy by Whoareyou0000Come On, Tough Guy by Whoareyou0000- fluffy, Ian's broken leg, proposal

o Peep Show by themetalmotel- ballerina Ian, adopted Mickey and Mandy

o The Perfect Tree by Gallavich_Kismet- check tags, angst with a happy end, Christmas, one shot

o Shit Mickey Needs by Whoareyou0000- fluffy, Domestic Mickey, one shot

o hey, honey mine (i was there all the time) by servetas- soft Mickey, accidently coming out, one shot

o Hurt by jdf1973- Hurt Ian, hurt/comfort, check tags

I haven’t read Gallavich in a minute so I chose longer ones I remember enjoying with a few one shots. I’ll probably add more in the future but let me know if you want more recs!

[southsidestory]

Gallavich Intro

tysm @callivich for putting this together! <3

Name: Scarlett

Age: Crone in progress.

What made you fall in love with Gallavich?

Last year I found out Ian and Mickey got married by the end of Shameless. The last I'd seen of them was S7, so you can imagine how excited I was to watch them tie the knot!

How long have you been a fan?

I first found Gallavich when S6 was airing. I *loved* Ian and Mickey immediately, but by the end I wanted to burn down the Shameless writers' room.

Favourite Gallavich moment/scene?

It might be 3x10, when Ian leaves for the Army. Mickey's broken "Don't" makes me tear up every time. It hurts, but it hurts so good. This scene gives us the depth of Mickey's feelings for Ian, the tragedy that he can't be honest about his love yet, and foreshadowing that he'll someday (soon!) fight his way out of the closet. It runs the gamut emotionally while perfectly setting up their arc in S4.

Favourite Shameless character apart from Ian and Mickey?

V, my goddess, my hero. That lady takes many names but never any shit.

Do you write or draw or make edits? Feel free to link to your work!

Do I write? *drinks* Hello, I have no impulse control, and I managed to turn a "oneshot" into a 200k+ behemoth. Finally posted the first chapter yesterday, thank God. If you'd like to check it out, here's Chapter 1 of If You Have a Problem. To be honest, I write well, draw very badly, and make mediocre edits for fun. I rarely inflict my art on people, but here's a grungy emo 90s album cover for my Ian playlist.

Favourite type of Gallavich fics? Are you into angsty canon type fics or maybe fluffy one shots, perhaps you like dramatic canon divergent stories or interesting AUs - share what tropes/genres you like!

I'm the most feral angst gremlin you'll ever meet. Give me the gritty stories that keep me on the edge of my seat. Is there wailing and gnashing of teeth? I'll be there. That said, any fic that makes me laugh is priceless.

Favourite Gallavich quote?

"I want to be where you are, Mickey." Simple, but it says everything.

Anything else you’d like to share about yourself?

Nope, this is too long already lol. No wonder I turned a "15k oneshot, max" into over 200,000 words 🫠