#ian's birthday cake

[cieuxgris]

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)

[ryantryinx]

Happy Birthday to my favorite Redhead/Gallagher, I imagine he gets embarrassed when people wish him a happy birthday. As the middle child I’m sure being the center of attention was a rare moment few and far between.

Mickey would have certainly made him a hand drawn card, something very personal written inside. With an extra special night of meeting Ians needs!

[senorboombastic]

a/s/l: SUDS

Remember the days of the old schoolyard? Remember when Myspace was a thing? Remember those time-wasting, laborious quizzes that everyone used to love so much? Birthday Cake For Breakfast is bringing them back!  Every couple of weeks, an unsuspecting band will be subject to the same old questions about dead bodies, Hitler, crying and crushes.   This Week: Off the back of announcing their debut…

[morgluvsconnie]

BOUND, c.springer

chap.5 | drinking, mild sexual reference, basically just a build up for the next chapter! | chap.4

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”

everyone yelled as mikasa took her hand from over your eyes. you smiled and put your hand on your heart. “yalllll, stoppp.” you bit your lip, looking at the decorations and bags of gifts.

“you finally growing up, that shit crazy.” eren wiped a fake tear and shook his head.

your eyes scanned the long table, which fit everyone in it. you were surprised that the rest of sasha’s friends came.

“my bitchhh!” sasha hopped up, hugging you and kissing your cheek. “you’re so pretty.” she poked your cheek, making you smile. you sat at the end of the table. “thank you, like, for real. is this a whole private room?” you looked around at the beautiful theme of the restaurant.

“my pockets hurt.” armin raised his eyebrow. you smiled and covered your face with your hands.

suddenly, a bunch of waiters came in, carrying a big, pretty cake, placing it in front of you. you clapped your hands out of excitement and stood up from your stool.

with your little birthday tiara on and your birthday ribbon, you clamped your hands together as everyone started to sing happy birthday to you, getting to the end where you could finally blow out your candles.

“now cut the cake.” connie smiled a little, passing you a knife.

you cut your cake, and everyone else a piece, sasha hopping back up to pass them out.

“i feel like a child again.” you smiled softly, sitting on your stool as the waiters placed the cake in the middle of the table.

“now she think she grown ‘cus she 102, okay.” eren slowly shook his head, being the first one halfway through his cake. you gave him a playful “shut up” look and started eating your cake.

“sasha slow down.” mikasa frowned. “anyway, y/nnn, what you wanna do today? everybody’s whole day is yours.” mikasa smiled at you. “nah, ‘cus i got some sneaky links i needa see.” ony said, raising his eyebrows, everybody giving him a death stare.

“chillll. i’m fuckin witchu. my day yours, best friend.” ony put his hands up in defense.

“ion really know, ion think about things like this when my birthday comes, only before it.” you laughed a little.

“so i’ll plan the whole day.” armin nodded.

“armin, if you plan the whole day, somebody gon end up dying.” eren mumbled, reaching in front of him to cut his self another piece of cake.

“ima plan it, that’s my friend.” ony waved eren and armin off.

“you just met y/n like two days ago.” connie scoffed at ony. ony frowned and squinted, lookingat connie. “and you met her like three days ago. that don’t make nothing better. now i said that’s my friend, ain’t that right y/n?” ony looked at you.

you laughed and nodded.

“y/n can plan the day, even if she don’t know what to do.” mikasa bucked at everybody.

“girl.” eren slowly shook his head, making everyone laugh.

“who’s a gentleman?” you looked up.

“me.” all the guys looked at you.

~

“man, ian even mean to say me, i was tryna say i needed some more meat.” ony groaned, carrying all the shopping bags for you. connie looked at ony. “we ain’t even have no damn meat.” connie said, also carrying bags.

“can y’all not complain for like… three seconds?” mikasa squinted at the boys behind the three of you. “it’s y/n’s birthday. everyone should be happy to give her what she wants.”

“i’m goin broke.” armin muttered, slowly shaking his head.

“when ain’t you broke?” eren looked at armin. “you bein funny?” armin raised his eyebrows. eren smacked his lips. “remember what happened last time we fought.”

“that was in sixth grade.”

“okay, everything goes in connie’s car because hes dropping it off later on tonight, and then we can split up and get ready to go out.” sasha said as you and mikasa both headed towards her car.

you and mikasa closed the doors, sasha starting her car, not even thinking to wait on them. “okay so we’re going to your house to get ready.” she pointed to you. mikasa sat in the back, stretched across the seat.

“whys it always my house?”

“because your house is like… the hangout spot.” mikasa laughed a little. “oh yeah, what’re you wearing tonight?” she leaned up to look at you.

“some revealing ass outfit sasha picked out, i don’t know.” you shrugged. “it’s literally cute, okay it shows a buncha ass, and? you have plenty to show off.” sasha waved you off.

“well what color is it?” mikasa asked, scrolling on her phone. sasha thought about it for a few seconds “white.”

mikasa nodded. “so me and sasha can wear white and black and you can wear white and pink ‘cus you’re the birthday girl.” mikasa poked your cheek, making you smile. “yeah, i’ll just wear pink heels, pink accessories, and my birthday ribbon, that’s everything pink. my nails are already done, toes…” as you were naming things you glanced back to see mikasa with her hand over her heart.

“you’re growing up so fast, it makes me sad.” she poked her bottom lip out. you laughed and shook your head. “it’s nothing for real. just one more year of bein sexy.” you flipped your hair in a playful way, making sasha and mikasa laugh.

the ride wasn’t long to get to your house. considering how long you were at the mall, it was already dimming outside when you made it home. and considering how long it was gonna take you to get ready, all three of you specifically, it was gonna be late by the time you went out.

“alright, come on.” sasha turned off her car, everyone getting out and going towards your house. you unlocked the door and let them in, everyone going upstairs.

“okay, so i’m gonna go through your clothes and my clothes.” mikasa said as she got in your room. since her and sasha weren’t even guests anymore, they already had a bunch of clothes at your house. and a bunch means a bunch.

“i’m gonna take a quick shower.” sasha got towels out of your bathroom closet. “with the door open.” she finished, turning on your shower.

you grabbed your jumpsuit and looked at it. “this looks really small.”

“it’s supposed to be, most likely. gotta hug that body.” mikasa said, sitting on your closet floor and going through the bag of things she had.

“this or this?” she held up two different white dresses. you pursed your lips together and hummed. “they’ll both look good so… it really don’t matter.” you raised your eyebrows with a shrug. mikasa rolled her eyes at your answer. “i’m asking you thoughhh.” she said, looking at the dresses.

“that one then.” you said, not even looking at the dresses. “perfect, i knew i should pick this one.” mikasa hopped up.

after a few minutes of mikasa retouching her makeup, she finally walked back over towards where her clothes were, you gluing your lashes back the way they were.

“yall done?” sasha yelled from the shower, cutting it off.

“girl we barely started.” you mumbled, taking off your dress and walking to your night stand to find your favorite perfume. “you’re literally naked.” sasha mumbled, putting a towel over herself. “i have a bra and panties on sasha, you’re naked.” you said, tossing your perfume on the bed and grabbing the jump suit.

“what if i wear a thong with this?” you held it up for a few seconds before sticking your legs through it and pulling it up.

mikasa put on her dress and looked in your body mirror. “lucky for whoever you lay tonight.” she said. you went in the bathroom where sasha was putting her body suit on, looking in the mirror.

“i hope nobody.” you said, turning around in the mirror. “this is cuteeee.” you smiled before sitting your leg on top of the toilet, tying the strings on the back.

sasha helped with the string on your back and nodded. “really cute.” she said, zipping up the front of her outfit, walking to your room to find her black heels.

“i have to curl my hair, hold up.” sasha said.

you and mikasa groaned. “were gonna be forever.” mikasa mumbled.

and yeah, you were forever. but the drive was only about five minutes from your house. everyone sprayed on more perfume before getting out of the car. “this things gonna give me a wedgie.” you mumbled, making sasha and mikasa chuckle. “you’ll be fine.” mikasa said, showing all three of your IDs and walking in the club.

you smiled as the atmosphere filled your eyes and ears.

“it’s my best friends birthday, you see this?” sasha said to a random guy, pointing at your pink ribbon.

mikasa led you and her through the crowd, finding the spot everyone would normally be. to your surprise, it was empty, only eren and armin rolling up blunts. “damn where everybody at?” mikasa frowned.

“ony talkin to some girl and connie prolly doin the same.” eren said, dabbing the blunt with his tongue while looking at mikasa. “i said where.” mikasa furrowed her eyebrows.

“armin, talk to her ‘cus if i do…” eren shook his head.

“they went over there last time i saw.” armin pointed to a direction, you looking that way. “i’ll find em.” sasha said, walking towards where armin was pointing. “i’m finna get a drink, i’ll be back.” you turned to walk towards the bar, standing instead of sitting in a stool like you’d normally do.

“can i get two shots?” you crossed your arms on the counter. “straight up?” the bartender laughed a little. “what shot?”

“your choice.” you mumbled.

“birthday girl.” you heard someone say from beside you. you glanced over, double taking as you saw connie. “connie, sasha’s lookin for you.” you smiled a little as your shots were brought to you.

connie grabbed one and drunk it, putting the cup down. you smacked your lips and squinted. “i was gon drink that, thank you.” you softly moved him away from you to take the second one.

“ion care. you look good tonight.” connie mumbled, scanning your body before looking away and drinkin from his cup. you looked at him and tilted your head. “really?”

“what i gotta lie for?”

you looked at him for a few seconds before scoffing and calling the bartender back over. “can i have four more? two for each.” you then looked at connie.

“sure. who’s paying?” the bartender leaned on the counter.

connie stared into your eyes for some seconds, his eyes flickering to your lips, just for a second as he reached in his pocket, pulling out some bills and passing them to the bartender.

you gave him a small smile.

“that’s one out of the three of yo presents, ight?” he rested his eyes on you. you raised your eyebrows. “what’s the other two?”

“still thinking.” he pursed his lips together and looked at the counter. “where ya boyfriend at?”

you frowned a little. “reiner?”

connie nodded, looking at the shots as the bartender sat them in front of you.

as you went to grab one, it tipped over on your hand. you groaned. “look what you made me do.” you muttered as you both grabbed a shot, taking them at the same time.

connie grabbed the last one, sipping half of it and then passing it to you. “i don’t drink after randoms.” you said, looking him up and down.

connie lazily blinked, grabbing your jaw and tilting your head back. “open yo mouth.”

as you mindlessly did as he said, he poured the rest of the shot in your mouth. “answer my question.” he put the glass back down as you swallowed. you rolled your eyes. “if your question made me waste my shot, what you think the answer is?” you narrowed your eyes.

“oh y’all ain’t together no more?”

“you know that. i told you that.”

“oh.” connie bit his lip and looked towards the crowd.

you didn’t know it, well, you felt it, you were starting to get drunk. and he was too, you could tell because that’s how he looked when he was high.

you didn’t even know you were staring, once again.

you also didn’t realize you hadn’t wiped that shot off your hand. you waved your hand, and grabbed a napkin, wiping everywhere it dripped.

when you were finished, connie grabbed your hand, looking at your nails. “cute.” he mumbled, rubbing your pink nails with his thumb.

you snatched your hand away with a soft laugh.

connie slightly frowned, grabbing your hand again.

you moved it away again, connie frowned even harder, grabbing your hand and forearm, looking at your wrist.

“the fuck?”

chap.6

[heymrspatel]

'"What the fuck is this."

Ian pulls out half a dozen cupcakes, all different flavors, and sticks a candle in every single one. He lights them all and sings Happy Birthday to his husband in the lowlight of their kitchen, his arms wrapped around Mickey’s waist and his voice soft. Mickey’s cheeks turn pink, and Ian pretends not to notice. He makes him blow out the candles anyways.

“You have to try them all,” Ian tells him. “Have to?” “Legally required.” “I don’t remember signing a contract.” “It’s written in between the lines of our marriage license.”

Mickey snorts and picks up the first cupcake—basic, safe, plain old vanilla with vanilla frosting—and takes a huge ass bite before handing it to Ian. He gets frosting on his nose.' - i need you (like cake on my birthday) by @sam-loves-seb

my gift for the lovely @sam-loves-seb 💙✨ prompt - art based on a fic for @gallavichthings gallavich gift exchange

[spenceragnewfics]

spencer and reader fake wedding on tntl

I hope you enjoy! This also helped me write something I wanted to featuring Court's birthday TNTL!

WEDDING BELLS?! | Spencer Agnew x F!Reader

TW: Cuteness is all I can think of.

Word Count: 1.3k

Description: Filming a birthday TNTL is always special, especially when Y/N and Spencer can do a joke poking at their best friends. 

Try Not To Laugh is one of Smosh’s biggest series that the channel does. It’s one of Y/N’s favorites to film because it’s never the same, every episode is different and fun to film. As one of the newest cast members, Y/N was still nervous to film the show but today was going to be different because her boyfriend Spencer was filming the episode as well. It was a very special one because it’s for Courtney’s birthday.

Sitting on one of the stools, she’s scrolling through her phone when she feels arms wrap around her from behind. Her face lights up when she sees the familiar tattoos and smells the ever familiar cologne, “Hey, Spence. Whatcha doin?” She asks, leaning her head back onto his shoulder.

“Just seeing what my beautiful girlfriend is doing.” He says, rubbing her arms as she smiles at him. “Well, I’m just waiting for my amazing boyfriend but I can’t see to find him. Have you seen him?” He rolls his eyes as she laughs, he playfully frowns before walking away with his head down. “No, no, babe. I’m sorry. Come back.” She gets off the stool and follows him. She hugs him from behind when he stops, resting her head on his shoulder, “You’re so mean to me.” He says, faking to be sad but she doesn’t know that.

“I’m sorry baby, I was just joking.” He turns around with a big smile on his face, “I know, I was messing with you.��� She huffs as he pulls her into his arms. “Okay, you two are sickeningly cute. We get it.” Angela says as she walks on set. “Awe, Ang, I can help you find someone.” Y/N suggests, “Nah, I’m okay. This is plenty for me for now.” The two women smile at each other before more people start to come in.

It’s not much longer until everyone is on set that needs to be there so they can start shooting. Y/N stands between Courtney and Spencer to do the intro, “Woohoo. It’s Courtney’s birthday!” Ian says as the entire cast and crew cheer for them.

“So we, we have a very special try not to laugh today. We have so many people, including maybe some surprises.” Ian continues, making a silly voice towards the end. Courtney laughs then mocks him before he continues, “It’s gonna be a big one. Courtney, how are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling extremely nervous, I haven’t seen any of you all day until literally two minutes ago. So it’s, we’re doing like shock therapy. Here we go! We’re going in, we’re diving in!.” They say, their nerves slightly showing. “All right, let’s dive in guys, let’s go!” Ian says as everyone cheers then moves around. 

The first four on the stools are Shayne, Courtney, Y/N, and Spencer. Amanda starts it off, doing a very good security guard impression and everyone is able to hold their water in until someone dressed as Freddy Fazbear pops out. Y/N screams when she sees it, spitting out her water while Courtney spits out theirs from laughing. Shayne and Spencer spit their water out a second later.

It turns out that Trevor is in the Freddy suit which makes Y/N surprised. “I would’ve never guessed it was Trev. Honestly.” She says, laughing as Trevor talks about how he can’t see anything.

Ian goes next, using a speaker to play some sound effects. Courtney, Y/N and Spencer laughed and then suddenly it’s Ian reading straight from Twilight. Y/N grips Spencer’s arm as she starts laughing even more, “I can’t, I can’t” She says breathless as she holds onto him for support.

Next is Olivia, who makes everyone laugh with her gagging and farting before she comes out as Boneless. She gives Courtney two paintings she did before leaving.

Erin D walks out dressed as Gerald Cakes and does a little and turns before saying “I’m on my way.” Making all four spit out their water as she twerks. 

Damien is next and Tommy walks out first. The four wait until Damien walks out dressed like Baron Harkonnen, he doesn’t even get to do anything as Y/N already spits out her water from laughing. The bit gets better as it goes on, everyone spits out their water before it’s over.

Vida comes out next with a ukulele. “There’s nowhere to- actually. There’s a lot of places to masterbate when you’re at Smosh.” She sings, making everyone shocked. Courtney covers their mouth while Shayne turns away. Y/N and Spencer look at the crew shocked while she grabs his hand.

“Just don’t tell my boss.” Vida sings, Shyne spits out his water almost immediately. “And as my gift for you, I’ll share a few.” Y/N squeezes Spencer’s hand, getting ready for whatever is about to happen.

“So the crying bathroom’s obvious and the voice over booth.” Courtney spits out her water at the one. “You can use Ian’s office, just make sure Ian’s through.” Spencer lets the water out of his mouth, shocked that this is going on. Y/N remains the only one with water in her mouth.

“On the games stage, you can master your moose.” Y/N spits out her water at that as Spencer quickly shakes his head. “Dear god, please no!” She begs looking at the camera. Vida soon ends her song to applause as everyone laughs, shocked at the whole thing.

Brett Miller, comes out and sings Court happy birthday as Marylin Monroe. The final one before they switch out is Bailey. Emily gives the all clear and the four wait, she doesn’t walk out from behind the divider.

“So, guys, do you have any plans after this?” Bailey’s voice asks from behind and they look to see her dressed as Bystander. They all spit out their water as Y/N and Courtney scream.

Angela runs out screaming, “He won’t leave me alone.” The two do the bystander bit and after it’s time to switch out.

Y/N, Shayne, and Spencer walk behind the divider as Ian and Olivia sit with Court. “So, Spence, I think we should do our bit together.” She suggests, looking at her boyfriend excited. “What do you have in mind? You look very mischievous.” He asks, a little nervous.

She whispers the plan in his ear, making him smirk as the plan is genius. “Ooo, Tommy! Come here!” Y/N says, pulling the man in and she fills him in on the plan.

A few minutes later it’s Spencer and Y/N’s turn. Tommy walks out first, a bow tie around his neck and book in hand. Courtney looks at him confused until Y/N walks out in a white outfit with a veil on her head. Spencer then walks out with a tie around his neck, the crew screams in excitement as they try to see if what’s about to happen, happens.

“Dearly beloved cast and crew, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of the Courtney wannabe and Shayne wannabe.” Courtney spits out their water as they laugh. “Do you take each other to be wedded husband and wife?” Tommy asks, “I do.” Spencer and Y/N say in unison.

“By the power vested in me and the state of Smosh. You are officially copycats!” He declares as Spencer dips Y/N and kisses her. The cast and crew cheer as they stand up straight. “We really aren't’ going to beat the rumors now huh?” Y/N jokes and Spencer shrugs before they walk back behind the divider.

Once the two are behind it, they start laughing as he pulls her into his arms. “Maybe that’ll be real one day.” She looks at him with a raised brow, “Maybe? I was hoping for definitely.” He chuckles before kissing her cheek.

[gallavichfanficlibrary]

Happy 30th Birthday to Mickey! 🥳🎂🎉

you were wild 5 of Mickey's worst birthdays, plus one of the best.

i need you (like cake on my birthday) it’s mickey’s birthday, and ian tries to make it his best one yet

the best is yet to come. It's Mickey's nineteenth birthday - the first one he's had since coming out and moving in with the Gallaghers.

Happy Birthday, Mick Prison fic. Ian has nine days to get surprises under way to make Mickey feel loved and cared for on his day.

life without you has been hard the one where ian visits mickey in prison on his birthday and things maybe aren't that sad.

Truly, Madly, Deeply Mickey's birthday is full of love and dorky, husbandly shenanigans when the boys spend the whole day together, and Ian gives Mickey a gift that holds more sentimental value than he realized.

my love, you're the one five times ian gallagher misses mickey milkovich + one time he doesn't have to. (the birthday is at the end.)

Happy Birthday, I Guess Dialogue-only, Ian and Mickey having a sexfest on Mickey's birthday.

Three Wishes Three times Mickey celebrates his birthday and the three wishes he makes.

[skxllz]

reader throws lip the birthday party he's always deserved. and at first, he gets angry cause of all the money you spent — looking at the streamers, decorations, balloons, party favors, beers, cupcakes... and then the big cake in the kitchen he doesn't even know about yet. he's ready to just yell because he feels as if you spent your money on someone that wasn't worth it... that he wasn't worth it.

and you see the familiar look in his eye, the very present vein on the side of his head as he swallows thickly; taking in everything. it worries you, but it's not because you're scared of him being mad - moreso you're afraid that you made him feel down because... well- you just knew lip. you know how he is.

“ lip, baby.. ” you take ahold of his face, directing his eyes down onto you. gentle thumbs make work at caressing lip's cheeks, smiling softly. “ look ‘t me. this is for you, okay? I did this for you because- ”

you pause, before grinning wide. “ because I love you... ”

his breath hitches; you're staring into the oil-paint orbs that are then tearing up. lip's trying his best to suck his feelings up, swallow the lump that formed in his throat... but you let him know it's okay. pulling him close, tucking your face into his shoulder.

“ I love you, ” you repeated, voice quieter. “ I love you so, so much. so please- do this for me? just ‘njoy your party? ”

lip's hugging you back in seconds, arms enveloping you tightly. pressing your face tighter into him by sliding his hand onto the back of your head. he's nodding then, clearing his throat to collect himself; not even caring that his fiona and ian are staring at him. “ yeah... ” he croaks, “ yeah, okay. ”

[doshiart]

🧡🖤 Happy Gift Exchange everyone! 🖤🧡

Teen gallavich gift for the lovely @michellemisfit with the birthday boy! 🧡🖤

Prompt: Teen Setting with them being awkward but still wanting to mark the day.

I like to think about Ian making a cake for Mickey and sneaking it into the van.

Gallavich Gift Exchange 2024 by our dearest host @gallavichthings Thank you for organizing this!!!

[secret-gallavich]

birthday surprises

'Mickey had it all planned. He'd dealt with unnecessary teasing from Lip who after the mocking and whip sound effects agreed to take Ian out for his birthday during the day. A brothers' day he'd put it.

He'd woken Ian up with a blowjob, counting 28 kisses along his snail trail and nuzzling in the coarse hair. He had no shame kissing Ian on the lips as soon as Ian came.

Ian hadn't wanted a fancy breakfast, said he'd rather have lunch or dinner for his birthday. So they made their coffees and took their bowls of cereal to the couch.

After Ian has left to go have lunch with Lip, Mickey gets to work. He pulled up a basic vanilla cake on his phone and took a screenshot of the ingredients he'd need. He could get a boxed cake mix but he kinda wants to see if he has what it takes to actually bake a cake. Maybe if it completely fails he'll resort to it.

He bought the home brand ingredients and then spied a 'happy birthday' banner and threw that into the trolley as well. He could hang it up on the cupboards or something.

Turns out Mickey's pretty good at following directions and the oven doesn't combust, it's a little crispy around the edges but other than that it looks fine. The icing is easy to make, it's assembling that's giving Mickey trouble. He wanted the cake to be done and presented on the bench with the banner hanging up.

It keeps toppling over and Mickey has chocolate icing all over his apron - yeah he's wearing a fucking apron, sue him - and he had to take off his wedding ring so it wouldn't get lost or dirty. The knife is doing shit all at spreading the icing and Mickey's almost ready to give up when he hears the banner start falling behind him. He audibly groans and takes a sip of his second coffee of the day.

He's nearly finished when he hears the door open and close. Ian's voice echoes down the hallway and then he's in the doorway looking completely surprised.

"Wow" Ian steps fully into the kitchen "You made me a cake?"

“Was meant to be a surprise” Mickey mumbles as Ian makes his way over to stand next to him. He feels himself being pulled into Ian’s chest and given a tight hug. He was never a hugging type of person before he met Ian. But he really likes them. 

“I am surprised” 

“Yeah?” Mickey asks

“Yeah” Ian smiles “And a banner! Wow, is this why you wanted me out of the house on my birthday?”

“Lip was being a prick about it” Mickey says “Like always”

“You’re so good at surprises” Ian presses his lips against Mickey’s head “Anymore up your sleeve?”

“Oh one or two” Mickey smiles back “Now leave me alone and pretend to be surprised when it’s finished”

[pookiebearmick]

Laughing/smiling into kisses; pulling away and looking at each other with softened smiles !

this one is so cute!!! i'm doing a little bday moment for ian <3

The last thing Ian expected to wake up to on his birthday was an empty bed. He rolled over to find that his husband was gone, which was definitely out of the ordinary because Ian always had to coax Mickey out of bed after their multiple alarms let them know it was time to get up and ready for work.

Ian checked the time, 7:52AM, earlier than their usual 8AM alarm. This made it even stranger that Mickey wasn't in bed with him. He listened closely to see if he could hear anything to signal that Mickey was moving around somewhere in their small apartment. Strangely, he felt like he could hear a pin drop.

"Mick?" he called out to what seemed to be an empty apartment.

No reply. He rolled back to his other side and reached out for his phone, pulling up his messages to shoot Mickey a quick "where tf r u" text. It was Thursday, after all. They needed to be ready to leave their apartment by 9:30 to get to the growhouse for their first pickup of the day, and Ian was really hoping to have some lazy birthday sex before hopping in the shower.

He gave himself a couple more minutes in bed, scrolling on Instagram and responding to some "Happy Birthday Ian!!" text messages from his siblings, before he decided that it was time for him to get up and start some coffee. Fiona had sent him a french press and some coffee grounds from her favorite local shop in Florida for his birthday, and Ian was enjoying his fancy new kitchen gadget.

Mickey still hadn't responded to his text, so Ian started calling him as he measured out the grounds. He listened to the line ring two or three times before hearing jingling of keys and the unlocking of their apartment door.

"Where'd you go off to before 8 in the morning?" Ian asked, glancing over at the door as it opened before ending his phone call and grabbing the kettle to fill up with water.

"Well," Mickey started, shuffling out of his boots and moving into the kitchen, "I was hoping to surprise you with some breakfast from that café you're always talking about, but it seems the cat's outta the bag on that one."

Ian chuckled softly, setting the kettle on the burner and cranking it to high heat. "I told you you didn't have to do anything for my birthday, Mick. Getting together with the family for dinner and cake feels like a celebration enough for me."

He turned to face his husband, who was standing next to their small table with a soft smile and eyebrows raised. Mickey had just set down two styrofoam boxes of take out on the table, but still had a small bouquet of blue flowers in his hand.

"Wanted to," he said quickly to Ian, stepping forward and closing the gap between them.

Ian wrapped his arms around Mickey's waist and leaned down to kiss him, pulling Mickey in closer as he slotted their lips together.

He pulled back and looked at the flowers in Mickey's hand. "Sap," he teased with a small giggle, before leaning in and kissing Mickey again.

"Yeah, yeah," Mickey grumbled. "Your birthday's so close to Mother's Day that all the shops had flowers on sale. Couldn't fuckin' get out of there without someone putting flowers in my face." Despite the grumbling, Mickey was smiling softly up at Ian.

Ian absolutely loved that his husband was sweet and loving with him like this, getting up early to get him flowers and a special breakfast for his birthday. "Sure, Mick," he said sweetly, smiling back at Mickey. He leaned down and kissed Mickey once more through a big smile.

"Happy Birthday, lover," Mickey spoke softly, smiling sweetly back at Ian and meeting his gaze.

[spookygingerr]

this week's tag game came from the birthday queen @energievie !

thanks also to @deedala, @michellemisfit, @mybrainismelted, @sgtmickeyslaughter, @thepupperino, @sirrudo & @burninface for the tags <3

when is yours? 9th january

where were you born? in a hospital

how do you feel about your legal name? are you using it online and/or IRL? ice is in my name! i do like my name now but i didn't as a kid

how about your sign? do you feel it "fits"? 100%. i'm a capricorn and it really fits me

what's your earliest memory related to your birthday? for some reason used to get poorly a lot on my birthday? i had a princess and pirates party one year at this place near where i live and ended up being sick and just watching all my friends have fun

what's one of the best gifts you've ever received? one of those 'date with a book’s with a cute crochet book cover <3

how about one of the best you've given yourself? my new record player

what's your favourite cake flavour? cheesecake

how about your favourite flowers? idk but i did recently buy myself red roses so maybe that's it!

have your ever thrown a birthday party? If yes, tell us about your favourite one. i've never thrown one for myself but i've helped organise ones in the family!

what's the ultimate birthday song? every year i try and find a song about that age. if anyone has any suggestions for 25 i'm all ears

and last but not least, pick a celebrity with whom you share your birthday. Kate Middleton!

i'm tagging:

@gallapiech @roryonic @em-harlsnow @transmurderbug @ian-galagher

@jrooc @creepkinginc @sleepyfacetoughguy @celestialmickey @mickittotheman

@mickeym4ndy @sleepyheadgallavich @lee-ow @transmickey @transsexual-dandelions

@callivich @blue-disco-lights

@suzy-queued @doshiart @crossmydna

@the-rat-wins @bawlbrayker @pookiebearmick @kandyzee

@vintagelacerosette @gallavichsuperfan @stocious @iandarling @jademickian

@sam-loves-seb @especially-fuk-u @fendeavor @kiennilove @wehangout

@tanktopgallavich

[vomitingstars]

How the SWWSDJ Characters take Nudes pt.1

Jack

Imagine you got Jack a little phone. Nothing crazy advanced but a little something to help introduce him to modern technology

His nudes have an Innocent yet sexy vibe

It's always him doing some sort of activity and uh oh! Nip slip!

Imagine he's baking your birthday cake and sends a pic of him licking icing off his thumb

Did I mention he's only wearing an apron? (Aside from his gloves of course!)

Sends you spicy pics when you're away and he wants your attention. Like a fisherman using lure

Shaun

Can and will alternate between seriously sexy and grievously goofy

Would only take a dick pic as a joke

Somehow managed to do a handstand in a dimly lit room with sunglasses on and his gooch on display.

Serious nudes are atmospheric and alluring

This guy can make you feel small and dominated with his eyes alone

Ian

Sending nudes isn't really his thing

He's tried it a few times but it's more sexy in a "What a cute dork! I'm gonna ruin him!" kind of way

Will send nudes only if you request them

You wont get to see anything from the waist down. He wants to leave something to the imagination

Always has one hand covering his tits. Don't ask why

Always has the best lighting

[senorboombastic]

Release Rundown – The Murder Capital,  Slug and We Are Scientists

Words: Ben Forrester The Murder Capital – Gigi’s Recovery(Human Season) Dublin outfit The Murder Capital seemed to come out of absolutely nowhere when releasing their debut album in 2019. With good reason, given they’d only formed the year prior, rapidly writing and recording a full length. Even before knowing this information, I thought ‘When I Have Fears’ was an impressive debut. Though it…

[sgtmickeyslaughter]

Happy Birthday Ian Gallagher!

May rolled around again, and Ian turned 28. The weather was weird, hot and humid one day, cold and rainy the next.

The hardcore work schedule they both agreed on for the early part of the year so they could travel in the summer was wearing on both of them and Ian was exhausted by the hyper vigilance he put himself under when the weather started fluctuating and the days grew longer with the onset of spring. He was heartbroken and disappointed that beautiful days set off alarm bells in his head, signaling a manic episode could be eminent. 

He didn’t want to celebrate his birthday, he told Mickey as much and received only a glance and an understanding confirmation from his husband. His family would throw a party regardless, it was scheduled for next weekend, but on the thursday that his birthday actually fell on, Ian wasn’t feeling celebratory. 

He wasn't sad or depressed at the idea of turning a year older, he just wasn't up for performing birthday joy he didn’t really feel for anyone else. 

But when he woke up, naturally and not to the sound of his alarm, Mickey was kneeling on their bed expectantly holding a cake. A lumpy, lopsided thing poorly covered in white icing he probably made after Ian fell asleep last night.

It had patches of bare chocolate cake sticking out between the crumby white icing and it threatened to topple over, ready to smear the blue poorly iced Happy Birthday Ian all over their comforter. 

Ian looked between the cake and his husband for a second, confused. Mickey pulled a face after a while, “blow it out, dipshit.”

There was one candle sitting in the center and Ian was pretty sure they had used it before, and that definetly wasn’t sanitary, but he propt himself up on his elbows and blew it out anyways, causing Mickey to grin slightly before setting it on the nightstand.

“I know you don’t want to celebrate, but I just wanted to give you a little break” he explained softly. “I called Verde growers and pushed our pickup back a little so we don’t have to leave till noon.”

Ian flopped down with a huff, it was probably about 9am if he had to guess. “Yeah?” He asked, patting a hand down on Mickey’s thigh and rubbing slightly.

“Yup” Mickey confirmed, learning forward to kiss Ian lightly. The smell of the faint smoke from the candle wafted between them.

“And you made a cake” Ian stated, glancing over at the sugary monstrosity.

“If you can call it that” Mickey joked, pulling the plate onto his lap boxer covered lap and sitting with crossed legs, producing two forks from behind him.

Ian sat up with him, comforter falling away revealing his shirtless chest. “Just one bite ‘cause-”

“Cause cake for breakfast will upset your stomach. Yeah, I know Gallagher. Fuckin’ pansy.” 

The cake was definitely box mix and the frosting was the tinned kind, but Ian looked down at the poorly drawn letters and grinned, genuine warmth pooling in his chest as he watched his husband clumsily lick frosting from his bottom lip. 

Ian swallowed and took the cake, putting it back where it was and pulling his husband in until he was sitting in Ian’s lap, bodies pressed together. He wrapped his arms firmly around his waist and leaned his face against the center of Mickey’s chest, rubbing his forehead against the soft material of his tee-shirt. 

He couldn’t remember the last time he woke up without an alarm, it felt good. He felt well rested and settled with his husband’s heavy weight against him. 

“You okay?” Mickey asked, running a hand through his hair. 

Ian leaned his head back, blearily looking up at him. “I’m good, thank you.”

“You’re my big guy,” Mickey said, quietly teasing. “I had to do something.” 

“‘M your big guy” Ian agreed placing his head back down, this time with his ear against Mickey’s chest, content to listen to the rhythmic beating of his heart. 

Maybe they’d spend the rest of their extra time in the morning to make breakfast, or take an extra long shower, or leisurely get each other off, but all Ian wanted to do for the moment was hold his husband and revel in their closeness. 

And what he wanted, he was going to get. It was his birthday after all. 

[gardenerian]

What is Ian planning on cooking for mickey for his birthday in a few days?

omg okay, i think it's an all-day extravaganza. ian will be makin treats for his husband all day long babeeyyyy!

breakfast: banana pancakes (one of my favorite fanon details), bacon, strawberries that he will feed to mickey as he leans across the table 😇 and ofc coffee ☕️ and probably some juice that mickey gets to drink right from the carton as he deserves on his big day

lunch: whatever the birthday boy wants while they're out and about. maybe a couple of slices, maybe a chicago dog or two??? probably an ice cream cone from the truck ian drags them to 🍦 (plus a lunchtime beer, which is, once again, as he deserves on his Big Day)

dinner: we're grillin! ian will absolutely wear the stupidest apron mickey has ever seen, but joke is on mickey bc later he'll wear it with absolutely nothing else and mickey will find it strangely hot?? ian will slice up one of his tomatoes to go with mickey's bigass birthday burger 🍅🥰 plus, ofc, more birthday beers + the most ridiculous topsy turvy many-layer cake that ian and franny make together 🎂 our bday boy will always be loved up and well fed! it is law!!!

his actual dessert is [REDACTED] 😇