Galladrabbles: Kindred Spirits🥂
@creepkinginc Nosho! You brilliant, wonderful goblin!! I LOVE your prompt this week for @galladrabbles and you have officially caused this series to drift into the angst, emotional/hurt/comfort zone 🤣
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It was the middle of the night, Mickey was woken by a pounding on his door.
Ian barged in. Tore off his clothes. Fucked him hard right there in the entry way. Hand around his throat. Gun in the back of his jeans.
It wasn’t until they laid in bed after that Ian spoke soft—gentle.
“Why’re you with me, Mick? I’m a fucking born disaster.”
Mickey looks into those green eyes, sighs.
“I wouldn’t choose to be me either.”
Ian’s silent, moves on top of Mickey, takes him slow, tongues and hands intertwined.
“Run far away from me, Mickey. Don’t look back.”
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Bubble Bath Re-Write 🫧🛁
I found this little re-write while going through my google docs this morning and felt the need to share it with y’all 😘
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Mickey was fucking uncomfortable. The cold metal faucet was digging into his back. The scent of the bubbles was too strong. The water was too hot. This felt weird and fucking embarrassing. And his knees were starting to cramp from the position.
Ian looks nice and fucking comfortable, eyes closed, relaxed back against the slanted part of the tub.
“This is gay.” Mickey grumbled, because it’s all he knows to say to keep himself from lashing out.
“We’re gay, Mick,” Ian answers back, eyes still closed, but Mickey shakes his head.
“Nah. I don’t think I’m this gay,” He says, unsure. He wants to like it but it’s just not doing it for him. Is this really how couples take fucking baths together? Nah.
“Nope. I’m getting out,” Mickey stands quickly, the water sloshing around in the tub.
Before he can step out a large hand is closing around his wrist to stop him.
“Mick, wait—”
“No, I don’t like it,” he says but he doesn’t make a move to leave again. Ian looks up at him, catching his eye with those puppy dog green ones, stares at him for a minute before his face goes all soft and mushy.
“C’mere,” He says, the corner of his mouth tugging up as he gently pulls Mickey back down.
He goes without a fight, letting Ian position him between those long, strong legs.
This isn’t so bad, Mickey hums to himself as he relaxes back against Ian’s chest, his legs less cramped in this position, nothing hard digging into his back—well, the hard part wasn’t completely true, but this one was welcome.
“Better?” Ian asks, his hands sliding up and down Mickey's biceps, squeezing every now and then in a lazy massage.
“Mhmm,” Mickey hums, nodding slightly against Ian’s shoulder.
The water had cooled off a bit, the scented bubbles weren’t making him nauseous anymore and the only thing digging into his back was his husband's hard on and he could happily live with that.
Somehow Ian ended up with his face pressed to Mickey’s neck, hands rubbing at every part of his husbands body he could reach from this position. He mouths at the skin of Mickey’s neck every now and then; open mouthed kisses, gentle sucks and love bites.
Mickey tilts his head to the side, wanting more. Loves the way Ian’s mouth feels on him.
“Don’t like fighting with you,” Ian says suddenly against his skin, low and soft. Mickey's eyes flutter open, not even realizing they’d fallen closed in his relaxation.
“Hm?”
“I don’t like fighting with you.” Ian repeats, pressing another kiss to Mickey's neck then his jaw. “About anything.”
Mickeys quiet for a minute. Bites the inside of his lip in thought. Ian never stops kissing or touching him.
“Yeah, me, either,” He finally replies. And it’s true. He hates fighting with Ian about…anything.
They aren’t stupid teenagers anymore. Sometimes they can be stupid adults but they know how to communicate better now but sometimes…sometimes communicating is fucking hard and it makes him uncomfortable.
“Maybe, we could like, do this more often?” Mickey says, turning his face to press his forehead against Ian’s jaw.
“Yeah?” Ian asks and Mickey feels his smile more than he can see it.
“Yeah.” He answers, kissing Ian’s chin before snuggling back against his husband's chest once again.
“Hm,” Ian hums after a moment, nuzzling against Mickey's ear. “Wanna fool around?”
A smile spreads wide across Mickey's face as a hand slides between his thighs.
“Absolutely.”
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Galladrabbles: Kindred Spirits 🥂
Just me popping back in randomly to participate in @galladrabbles with the prompt of secret by @too-schoolforcool 🩵
Read from the beginning here.
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6 months.
That’s how long it’s been since Mickey started working for Ian.
6 months of meeting everyday.
6 months since he began denying his feelings for the man—convincing himself Ian isn’t dangerous.
6 months of secret rendezvous, hotels and the best sex he’s ever had.
Like now. How he’s held tightly between Ian and the wall, bare and bloody from a fight neither of them can remember—only that it was caused by some asshole in the club.
“I shoulda fuckin’ killed him for touching you.” Ian growls.
He moans, knows Ian could—and now he can’t deny how hard he’s fallen.
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THIS IS NOT A DRILL GUYS GUESS WHATS POSTED!!!?
That’s right, Chapter 7 of Silent Pain in Emerald Eyes!!!
This chapter was intended to be longer, capping out at 6.7K when it was supposed to be around 11k. However I was already running late on posting so I decided to break the chapter in half, fear not it stops in a great spot and the second half of the chapter will be uploaded ones the writing and editing is done. But for now enjoy these sweet boys💜
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Galladrabbles: Kindred Spirits 🥂
Eek, so excited that this weeks @galladrabbles prompt was perfect for the next part of my Kindred Spirits series! Here’s my take for the prompt of sworn enemy by the lovely @sickness-health-all-that-shit 💜
Read from the beginning here.
ALSO this series is based on this mood board I made forever ago—adding it below😏☺️
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“Can’t believe you own this fuckin’ place.” Mickey moans as teeth graze his throat.
“I can’t believe you were trying to pretend you don’t know me.” Ian scoffs, biting down hard.
“Fuck—“ Mickey hisses. “Aren’t you my dad’s sworn enemy or some shit?”
Ian lifts his head, eyebrow cocked. “Sworn enemy? Really?”
“Man, what the fuck ever.”
“It’s kinda hot though—how we really shouldn’t be fucking, ya know because of the whole enemies thing.”
“Yeah?” Mickey breaths.
“Mhmm. Your dad would be pissed if he saw the way you beg for my cock.”
And, well, Mickey couldn’t really deny that.
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SPEE UPDATE✨
Update for Silent Pain in Emerald Eyes.
I have been working on chapter 7 (on Ao3 it’s technically chapter 8), and we’re currently looking at about 5k words for this chapter!!
I’m so…I don’t know, excited doesn’t even do justice for what I’m feeling haha. Before I took my 4 month break from writing I knew I was eventually gonna come back to finish telling this story. I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea but the Ian and Mickey in this story have my whole heart and I need this story to be told so that we can all have closure together.
Chapter 7 will be posted THIS WEEK, I’m shooting for Wednesday or Thursday. Originally I was wanting to post Tuesday but my grandmother did end up passing away and her services are tomorrow. I am taking time to process and grieve, but I’m also still doing things to keep my mind going.
After chapter 7 there will be two more full chapters and an epilogue.
SPECIAL CHAPTER 7 SUMMARY: Ian and Mickey finally have the long-awaited coffee date! There is a lot of non-sexual intimacy and vulnerability in this chapter for both of our boys as they explore their newfound feelings and continue explore things together. A very little bit of spice. We come to learn about Mickey and his past as he opens up to Ian more about the things he went through as a teenager, the type of man his dad was and how he ended up becoming a therapist. There's a major misunderstanding between our boys that requires immediate resolution. We see meet new character and a familiar one. Ian goes home to have a heart-to-heart with Fiona. And Mickey is invited to an infamous Gallagher get together!!
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