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"Tell me about your years as an assassin."
"That's a lot to tell," Gallagher says. "You're going to have to be more specific."
"Tell me about Milkovich."
The change in Gallagher's expression is immediate. His smile vanishes and his eyes go cold. Then he takes a deep breath, and laughs. "Oh, you want to know about Mickey."
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In which Ian is a cold-blooded serial killer with a soft spot for a certain South Side asshole.
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Ian is a Gallagher, born of addiction and mental illness and raised on adrenaline and survival. Mickey is a Milkovich, born of violence and murder and raised on homophobia and crime. Together they are Mickey and Ian, a twisted recipe for love.
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-Svetlana paid me to come-
The words scorch down Mickey's throat and twist his stomach like acid, but they only hurt half as much as Ian’s muttered lie about 'waiting'.
-Fuck you, Gallagher-
Mickey didn’t plan to write Ian a letter but it happens anyway, an angry scribbled mess of all the ways he hadn’t known Ian fucking Gallagher would break his heart. He shoves it in the prison mailbox, breaks the pen to pieces, and walks away without a second glance.
-Fuck you, Gallagher-
Mickey didn’t plan to write a letter--but he can't help feeling hopeful when Ian writes him back.
Sometimes truth is easier written than spoken, things that can’t be said through a dividing glass easier to whisper into smuggled cellphones and read in furtive texts when guards aren’t looking.
Sometimes free means admitting to hurt and betrayal while wishing for love, and sometimes free means breaking from behind bars to say those things face to face.
This is Mickey and Ian’s story: Scattered letters and secret calls, angry conversations and whispered confessions, and the journey to find themselves, each other, and somehow finally...
... freedom.
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A mutated virus has turned the world on its axis, forcing Mickey into a mandatory quarantine facility. When another resident is exposed, the building goes into a full twelve-week lockdown, but not before dropping Ian Gallagher into Mickey's world as his brand new roommate.
The two men connect based on survival, unwarranted feelings, and a whole lot of denial—until the truths of their reality come crashing down.
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Just a sweet, little story, about how fate is working its magic sometimes, bringing Mickey and Ian together in a Café at the end of the fucking world.
Or: Ian has completely lost his way and Mickey is there to serve him scrambled eggs and pancakes.
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When the certainty of his father’s violence and perversion is revealed, Mickey is faced with two options: leave Chicago, or stay with Ian and his family. As their lives become more intricately intertwined, Ian and Mickey find themselves spiraling out of control and they're both left wondering if they were always betting on losing dogs.
—Post 3x06, Mickey takes refuge at the Gallagher house and love grows.
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don't forget me (like the tunnel under ocean boulevard) by 33jane_doe33
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
07 Mar 2024
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“I know what he did to you.”
Mickey’s eyes flew open.
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In which, the morning after Cascading Failures (S3e6) Mandy decides she's taken enough shit, and so has her brother. It's time for a change.
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Ian Gallagher had worked to make his way through law school, after he'd been left for the last time he'd geared his attention toward his work, staving off what he could and throwing what energy he could spare into extracurriculars, now he finds himself as one of the senior partners for his brother's law firm - and somehow, Mickey Milkovich has still managed to follow him all the way to New York because why the fuck is a photo of his high school ex staring back at him.
or; modern suits AU gallavich wherein Mickey has killed his father and Gallagher & Co take on his case pro-bono.
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Paroled to a small town in Iowa, Mickey Milkovich is lost, lonely, and under the watchful eye of his parole officer who arranges to employ him as a house painter. His first big job? A small, decrepit Catholic Church.
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-Svetlana paid me to come-
The words scorch down Mickey's throat and twist his stomach like acid, but they only hurt half as much as Ian’s muttered lie about 'waiting'.
-Fuck you, Gallagher-
Mickey didn’t plan to write Ian a letter but it happens anyway, an angry scribbled mess of all the ways he hadn’t known Ian fucking Gallagher would break his heart. He shoves it in the prison mailbox, breaks the pen to pieces, and walks away without a second glance.
-Fuck you, Gallagher-
Mickey didn’t plan to write a letter--but he can't help feeling hopeful when Ian writes him back.
Sometimes truth is easier written than spoken, things that can’t be said through a dividing glass easier to whisper into smuggled cellphones and read in furtive texts when guards aren’t looking.
Sometimes free means admitting to hurt and betrayal while wishing for love, and sometimes free means breaking from behind bars to say those things face to face.
This is Mickey and Ian’s story: Scattered letters and secret calls, angry conversations and whispered confessions, and the journey to find themselves, each other, and somehow finally...
... freedom.