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gatorbites-imagines · 7 months
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Kinktober day 7
Mickey Milkovich + Wrestling or sparring
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Still been studying, thanks to my teacher giving us twice as much work than usual, so this isn’t as long as I would have wanted.
I have no idea what warning to put for Mickey talking and thinking the way he does, but mickey warning I guess??
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Mickey Milkovich wasn’t the type to go down without a fight, it laid deep in his blood to never go down, and if he did, to go down swinging. Even just playfighting always lead to real scuffling or outright fighting resulting in bloody noses or knocked out teeth. Apparently, he had anger issues, and they always seemed to flare right up when someone got him swinging. It was why he found himself in some less than stellar gym in the south side, run by some gay guy and his friends.
Everyone knew about the gym’s main owner, (Y/N), his family had lived in the south side as long as anyone else’s, were mixed up in the same stuff as everyone else, and got into trouble like everyone else. Only difference about this guy was that he was openly gay, and would knock anyone out cold if they tried to target him for it. Mickey had found him at the ends of his fists a couple of times, and had always woken up with the sickest migraines, maybe even concussions, though he had never gone to the hospital about it.
(Y/N) had left the south side for a while, apparently he was off to get an education on a scholarship, but strangely enough he had returned to the shithole that was the south side. No one had recognized him as first. He left as a skinny guy who packed an insanely mean left and right hook, and came back packed in muscle and taller, with a confidence that few saw in gay guys in the south side. His muscles weren’t for show either, as rumors quickly spread that his hits were not only harder but quicker than ever.
Then he had opened up a gym for anyone who wasn’t gonna start trouble, and if you did start trouble, he took care of you real quick and efficiently. He had quirked a brow as Mickey stepped into the gym, but like he never questioned the local gun dealer being there, he wasn’t gonna question a milkovich being there as long as he paid. Mickey went about his business, taking out some of his burning anger on the punching bags, trying to put all the hatred and anger in his soul into those punches.
Mickey almost swung around and knocked (Y/N)s teeth out when the taller guy had placed his hand on Mickeys shoulder. “You’re standing all wrong, you’ll mess up your shoulders” he explained, his strong hands grabbing Mickeys arms and pulling him into the better pose.
Mickey wasn’t gonna ever admit that he felt warmth rise to his cheeks as (Y/N) grabbed him and moved him around, it was just cuz the guy was eyecandy around the south side. Few guys cared about their appearance around this part, so seeing a guy who actually bathed on the regular and walked around in tight tank tops always caught Mickeys attention. If Mickey wasn’t the type to deny himself so much, he might have seen how his appreciating stares were returned.
One night when Mickey showed up to the gym, a time where there were never anyone around but the owner, he had been stewing in anger. The punching bags just didn’t seem to be enough, even as Mickey cursed and made his knuckles bleed. (Y/N) had sauntered up in that tight tank top and a pair of sweats that left little to the imagination and goaded Mickey into a spar in the wrestling part of the gym.
In reality it was just some mats laid on the floor and against the walls, no way a place like this could afford an actually wresting ring, but it was good enough. Good enough for Mickey to charge at the guy, his normal south side approach foiled by (Y/N)s actual talent for fighting. Mickey only grew more and more angry the more he kept losing, even as his muscles ached and burned, even as he found himself pinned over and over against the mats.
Mickey growled at the smile on (Y/N)s lips, the guy had been smiling the entire time, and though he was sweating and breathing harder, it was in no way as much as Mickey himself. Even as Mickeys moves grew sloppy as he felt exhaustion creep up on him, his pride wouldn’t let him just give up or call quits.
(Y/N) must have felt some pity, as he finally let Mickey pin him, Mickey crouched above his head, pinning his shoulders with his legs and holding the taller man’s arms above his head. “Good job Mick, you finally got it” he laughed, looking almost too pleased as Mickey panted above him. “That deserves a reward, right?” he almost purred, and before Mickey could question it, (Y/N) had freed his hands and reached up towards the waistband on Mickeys pants.
Mickey choked on his breath as (Y/N) dragged his pants down, freeing Mickeys half hard length to the heated air of the gym. The sparring must have gotten the blood pumping in Mickeys system, and he shivered. On instinct alone Mickey almost jumped to his feet and spat some homophobic comment, but before he could warm lips wrapped around his tip and sucked him down, a broken gasp slipping from Mickeys lips at the action.
(Y/N)s hands gripped Mickeys hips as he lifted his torso to keep bopping his head, taking Mickey down his throat with skill one only got from repeating an action many times. Mickey gripped onto (Y/N)s hair as he thrust his hips with little to no rhythm, panting from the strain in his muscles and the pleasurable feeling as he grew fully hard, his toes curling in his shoes as he shivered.
Mickey groaned as he spilled down (Y/N)s throat, his muscles finally giving out, and if it wasn’t for (Y/N) catching him, he would have tumbled down onto the mats beneath them. Mickey didn’t even notice the murmured praise leaving the taller man, even as he tucked Mickeys spent length back into his pants or rubbed his sore muscles. Mickey didn’t even fully comprehend that he was pulled into what looked like a back room, or that he was placed on a comfortable sofa, or even that he dozed off.
It seemed that the energy that hadn’t been wrung out of him from the wrestling, had been sucked right out of him by the very man that had goaded him into said fight. (Y/N) gave a snort as he watched Mickey become dead to the world, leaving a water bottle beside him before leaving the office to go disinfect the mats. This might be the south side, but he was at least semi professional and serious about his business’s hygiene.
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Gallavich hugs are always so soft
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Shameless spoilers:
“Miss me?”
And with those two words Shameless season 7 just got a HELL of a lot better 🥰
Because yes bitch I surely did miss you 🥹
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mlkobitch · 11 months
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@noblecide         sent:            "         can   i   please   use   your   phone   ?   i   have   to   call   someone   to   get   me   out   of   here.         "
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"         DO   I   LOOK   LIKE   A   FUCKIN’   PAYPHONE   TO   YOU?            —            no,      you   cannot   use   my   phone.         "               he’s   difficult   for   no   reason   other   than   the   fact   𝘩𝘦   𝘤𝘢𝘯   𝘣𝘦.   mickey   has   never   been   the   overly   𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚏𝚞𝚕   type.         call   it   bad   parenting,      call   it   hereditary.         hell,      most   people   just   called   it   him   being   an   asshole      &      that   isn’t   an   incorrect   answer   either.         blend   them   together,      here   he   stands.         a   product   of   all   three   combined.         and   yet,      the   boy   lingers,      teeth   gnawing   at   lower   lip   as   he   backtracks,      unable   to   resist   that   niggling   bit   of   𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲   wanting   to   find   out   WHY   exactly   this   person   is   so   desperate   to   leave.         maybe   there’s   a   story   in   it   somewhere.         eyes   roll   at   his   own   actions,      turning   back   to   the   blond   with   a   heavy   sigh,      as   if   being   𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥   rather   than   choosing.               "         the   hell   you   need   to   make   a   call   so   badly   for   anyway?         "
𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄.                     (      still      accepting!      )
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imikhailo · 9 months
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mickey milkovich: confirmed slut (in/sp)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MIKHAILO ALEKSANDR MILKOVICH! (August 10th, 1994)
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thirstyvampyr · 3 days
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Mikhailo Aleksandr Milkovich, the mother I never had
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deedala · 6 months
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According to correction's records you visited Mikhailo Aleksandr Milkovich in prison on multiple occasions.
07x09 vs. Recap 7x10
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THE FIRST WAVE OF TRIBUTES
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All tributes (With the exception of hellsite-hall-of-fame, God, Jesus, Tarlton, and Wallace) were chosen randomly, as were the pairs (Again, with the exception of 1, 18, and 32)
Information about the polls will be out a little bit before the polls themselves
Polls will open February 14th in the afternoon/evening (EST)
Second Wave will be announced sometime around 6pm EST
Tribute List under cut
@hellsite-hungergames vs. @hellsite-hall-of-fame
Vace (I Was a Teenage Exocolonist) vs. Herobrine (Minecraft)
Regulus Black (Harry Potter) vs. Edward Cullen (Twilight)
Merlin (Merlin) vs. Florida Man (American Mythology)
Gary the Gadget Guy (Club Penguin) vs. Sunny (Omori)
Benoit Blanc (Knives Out) vs. Ridley (Metroid)
Animal (Muppets) vs. Miku Binder Thomas Jefferson (Hamilton)
Clint (Stardew Valley) vs. Data (Star Trek)
Skunk Ape (Florida) vs. Daniel the Manager (Anon's manager)
Waluigi (Mario) vs. Timmy Turner (The Fairly OddParents)
Meta Knight (Kirby) vs. Castiel (Supernatural)
Death (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish) vs. Prince Caspian (The Chronicles of Narnia)
Katsuya Suou (Persona 2: Eternal Punishment) vs. King Arthur (Monty Python's The Holy Grail)
Squidward's Hopes and Dreams (Spongebob Squarepants) vs. Spiders Georg (Tumblr)
Anya Forger (Spy x Family) vs. Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games)
Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) vs. Campbell Bain (Takin' Over the Asylum)
Jasper (Steven Universe) vs. Star Butterfly (Star vs. The Forces of Evil)
Tarlton (A completely real fandom) vs. Wallace (Wallace the Living Wall)
Mikhailo "Mickey" Aleksandr Milkovich (Shameless) vs. Dimitri Blaiddyd (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)
Duck (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared) vs. Everyone from Cats the Musical (Cats the Musical)
Jay Walker (Ninjago) vs. Miles Vorkosigan (Vorkosigan Saga)
Illyria (Angel: The Series) vs. Evan "Buck" Buckley (9-1-1)
Haymitch Abernathy (The Hunger Games) vs. Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle)
Ronald McDonald (McDonald's) vs. Amelia Bedelia (Amelia Bedelia)
Matt (Wii Sports) vs. Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham)
Edward Nygma (Gotham) vs. Tumblr Anon Icon (Tumblr)
Gillion Tidestrider (Just Roll With It) vs. Jedediah (Night at the Museum)
Reigen Arataka (Mob Psycho 100) vs. Willow Rosenberg (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Alex Fierro (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard) vs. Puss in Boots (Puss in Boots/Shrek)
Jessie Prescott (Jessie) vs. George Costanza (Seinfeld)
Leon Scott Kennedy (The Resident Evil Franchise) vs. Han Solo (Star Wars)
God (Universe fandom/Deadbeat dads fandom) vs. Jesus (Christianity fandom)
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gallavich1234 · 11 months
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Mikhailo Aleksandr Milkovich
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secret-gallavich · 3 months
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My Heart, You Know I Wear It On My Sleeve
a post s04e11 fic
word count: 2.5k
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Ian kinda feels like he’s watching the world in slow motion.
He’s sitting by himself, staring blankly ahead as people walk by and talk around him. The world speeds up again when someone places a gentle hand on his shoulder but he startles anyway.
“Sorry” she apologises “I tried calling your name but you weren’t responding”
“Oh” Ian’s not really sure what else to say “Yeah, I don’t, I don’t know what to do”
“That’s understandable, honey” she takes the empty seat next to him and Ian notices the clipboard in her hands “I just need you to answer a few questions”
“Okay” Ian nods to himself, he can do that.
“What’s his full name?”
“Mick-Mikhailo Milkovich” Ian runs a hand down his face “Aleksandr, his middle name, sorry”
“No need to apologise” she gives him a smile but Ian doesn’t return it, just goes back to staring at the room blankly.
“How old is he?”
“He turned 18 a few months ago”
“Is there anyone we can call?” she asks and Ian pauses.
Is there anyone we can call? His mum is dead, his dad is back in jail. Not that he’d call Terry anyway.
“Mandy” Ian realises “His sister, she needs to be here”
“Okay” she scribbles something down “Do you want to call her? Or would you like me to do it for you?”
“I, I can do it”
“Okay, why don’t you do that now, yeah?” she rubs his shoulder again “It’s gonna be a while”
read the full fic here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53403298
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swiftfootedachilles · 5 months
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For the trope mashup:
31. Soulmate AU and 125. Dom/Sub
absolutely obsessed with trying to find a way to combine these 2 tropes. but not in a assigned-dom/sub-at-birth way because the best part of bdsm is the trust volunteered by each party
hmm maybe there's an app that can match you to your soulmate - as long as you are both in the system. kinda like 23 And Me for soulmates, using the latest genetic technology to match users with 99.997% accuracy. jaded from yet another shitty dead-end date while trying to find his soulmate the traditional way, ian dips into his savings and signs up for the hottest soulmate-finding app. sick of her brother acting like a dick, she swabs some of his DNA off a beer bottle and enters it into the app in the hopes he finally gets laid. neither were expecting the results theyd receive a few weeks later. little did they know that for the past 2 decades, theyve been 3 city blocks and 4 juvie sentences from their soulmate
MIKHAILO ALEKSANDR MILKOVICH
POB: CHICAGO USA
DOB: 08/10/1994
SEX: M
HGT: 5'-07"
WGT: 135 lb
HAIR: BLK
EYES: BLU
TYPE: ROMANTIC, SEXUAL
ATTRIBUTES: CHOLERIC, HIGH INTENSITY, HIGH SENSITIVITY, LOW ADAPTABILITY, LOW SELF-REGULARITY, WITHDRAWING, REGULAR BIOLOGICAL RHYTHM. DOMINANCE/SUBMISSIVENESS UNKNOWN, BRAT, MASOCHIST, HEDONIST, EXPERIMENTALIST. GENETIC DISPOSITION TO SUD, ASD, FH, CAH.
IAN CLAYTON GALLAGHER
POB: CHICAGO USA
DOB: 05/09/1996
SEX: M
HGT: 6'-00"
WGT: 187 lb
HAIR: RED
EYES: GRN
TYPE: ROMANTIC, SEXUAL
ATTRIBUTES: SANGUINE/MELANCHOLIC, HIGH SENSITIVITY, HIGH PERSISTENCE, MODERATE ADAPTABILITY, APPROACHING, ALTRUISM, SEMI-IRREGULAR BIOLOGICAL RHYTHM. DOMINANCE, TAMER, OWNER/HANDLER, DADDY. GENETIC DISPOSITION TO BD I, BD II, SUD, INC TGF-β2.
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samantitheos · 1 month
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Weekly Tag Wednesday Thursday
Thank you for the tags @deedala, @mybrainismelted, and @mickeysgaymom. In the words of our beloved lord and savior, Mikhailo Aleksandr Milkovich: I'm sorry I'm late.
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Practice your penmanship:
name
righty, lefty, or ambidextrous?
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numbers 1-10
All caps: THE QUICK BROWN FOX JUMPS OVER THE LAZY DOG
lowercase: the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
A quote/a lyric/an idiom/an encouraging message/whatevs <3
+ bonus speed stitch quote from LRPD, which I am currently rereading as a matter of self care.
(haven't done any stitching since November but I want to get back into it — this was the first step lol)
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Since I'm late, I'm tagging anyone else who hasn't done it yet and would like to. 🖤
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smiley gallavich <3
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hayscodings · 6 months
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how did mickey get saddled with ‘mikhailo aleksandr’ when the milkoviches are completely removed from their slavic roots and the rest of them have names like terry, mandy, molly, and sandy….
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heymacy · 8 months
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get to know me 🌻
i was tagged by the lovely @trashbaget to do this fun little favorites game! ✨
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animal: otters
movie: some like it hot
season: autumn
character: mikhailo aleksandr milkovich
color: green
hobby: writing
book: the seven husbands of evelyn hugo
song: lean into life by petey
drink: diet coke
i’m tagging @gardenerian, @iansfreckles, @nicksobotka, @heymrspatel, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @whatwouldmickeydo, @metalheadmickey, @gallawitchxx, @squidyyy23, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @sickness-health-all-that-shit, @7x10mickey, @too-schoolforcool, @arrowflier, @grumble-fish, @xninetiestrendx, @suchagallabitch, @thisdivorce, @creepkinginc, @mishervellous, @y0itsbri, @energievie, @vintagelacerosette, @crossmydna, @rereadanon, @deedala, @michellemisfit, @harrowhark-a-vagrant, @thepupperino, @scurvgirl, @callivich, @captainjowl, @whaticameherefor, @auds-and-evens, @tanktopgallavich, @juliakayyy, @transmickey, @milkovetti, @palepinkgoat, @deathclassic, @milkmaidovich, @stocious, @ardent-fox, @mmmichyyy, & @purplemagpie ✨
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look-i-love-u · 1 year
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Galladrabbles - Harness
This is the next part in my True Crime! Au for this week's @galladrabbles prompt: Harness, set by my darling Elisa @imikhailotakeyouian.
You can read the beginning of the series: HERE
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Ian huffs. Try again. Pff. 
He’s narrowed the hot asshole down to two possibilities. Two of Terry’ sons are rumored to be around Ian’s age. And he guesses the sneaky bastard is one of them.
Luckily the whole family is a bunch of criminals and comes with their own public mugshot collection.
Gotcha.
Soon Ian’s staring at one Mikhailo Aleksandr Milkovich. Black hair. Blue eyes. Blood everywhere.
“Nice to meet you, Mikhailo.” He grins, starts scrolling. 
Fuck. 
That guy did it all. Including getting arrested in a bar after a fight, screaming about taking dick while being harnessed in handcuffs…
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