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anntova · 11 months
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Gallavich
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some sketches
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godllagher · 5 months
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gallavich and their little physical touches ☹️
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lunamoth14 · 3 months
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦
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icantdrawfaces · 4 months
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“I love you. It means we take care of each other. It means thick and thin, good times, bad, sickness, health, all that shit.” – Mickey Milkovich
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caitmeetsworldsstuff · 7 months
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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲,
Music has become my sanctuary, my refuge amidst the chaotic storm that is my life. I never imagined that this simple hobby would have such a profound impact on my journey. You see, it all started when I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. The weight of the world felt unbearable, and my mind was a constant battleground of emotions.
In those dark moments, I found solace in the keys of a piano. The gentle touch of my fingers, the melodies that flowed through me, became a balm for my troubled soul. Music became my therapy, my way of easing the turbulence within. Sometimes I play guitar and drums also. I may not be the best singer, but the act of singing, of pouring my heart out through the lyrics, became a cathartic release.
Through music, I could express the depths of my emotions, the turmoil that seemed to have no words. It became a language of its own, allowing me to communicate the unspoken, to share my innermost struggles and triumphs. With each note played and each lyric sung, I felt a sense of liberation, as if I could finally make sense of the chaos inside my mind.
Growing up, I always had a deep appreciation for different genres of music. But it wasn't until my bipolar diagnosis that I truly embraced playing and singing. Music became a lifeline during my bipolar episodes, soothing the edges of my depression and channeling the intensity of my manic episodes. It was a constant companion, guiding me through the highs and lows of my journey.
At first, I only used to sing for Mickey, my partner and confidant. It was our intimate connection, a way for me to share my vulnerability with someone who understood me. But as time went on, I began to sing more openly, even in the presence of others. It was a gradual process, shedding the self-consciousness and embracing the joy of making music.
Sure, I may not be the greatest singer or the most skilled instrumentalist, but that no longer matters. What matters is the healing power of music, the way it has become intertwined with my very existence. It's no longer just a hobby; it's become an essential part of who I am.
Music has taught me empathy and understanding. It has opened my eyes to different perspectives and allowed me to connect with the world on a deeper level. It has shown me that even in the darkest moments, there is beauty to be found, melodies to be sung.
So, I continue to play the piano, to strum the guitar, to beat the drumsticks on my drums, and to sing with all my heart. Music has become my sanctuary, my way of navigating the complexities of life with bipolar disorder, and so much more. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝓘𝓪𝓷 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓽𝓸𝓷 𝓖𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓻
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Tags: @milky-m-milky @gallavichgeek
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bubblegumbarbie33 · 4 months
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listen the Molly storyline was odd but "that's my girl-penis :D" will never not make me bust out laughing
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mytranssnakes · 7 months
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the fact that theres 3 gallagher's that dated milkovich's, and 2/3 of em are gay, is very interesting to me
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amayalul · 9 months
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s1 mandy was giving cunt 😤 i love and miss her
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gallavichobsessed · 11 months
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Favorite Gallagher
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thesonnium7 · 2 months
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Mandy Milkovich <<3
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imafuckingwarrior · 3 months
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simplywriting420 · 22 days
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*NOT MY ART* okayyy soooo I have a new fic on the way and this is literally my MC Charlotte to a mf T! It’s a romance with her and my oc Maddox Milkovich so if anyone would be interested in reading lemme know 💋
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louscartridge · 2 years
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okay but I NEEED a Mandy Milkivich fic, maybe a little mutual pining but both of them are in denial so they just think they bsf’s and everything they do is normal to them lolol. Also she most definitely does listen to kittie and I personally think she listens to jack off jill too.
-🌞(idk if this is taken yet lol)
a/n- theres no smut in this btw ive just seen ppl being based for a small cw and i dont feel like needing to block someone bc i didnt put a cw for like fucking swearing. yes you can be 🌞 anon (i have an anon list so you can see what is and isnt taken.)
cw- mentions of drinking, mutual pinning, switch mandy/switch reader (?), mickey saying something ab killing someone, slight mention of smoking, both reader and mandy being stupid, bsf's to lovers ig, gallavich is here too bc i said so, sweariing, mention of ass slapping, mention of boob grabing (consentual), kissing idk man im pretty sure thats evreything.
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“mandy!” you laughed, the both of you rolling all over the bed.
mandy stopped moving and so did you. she grabbed your wrists and pushed them against her mattress straddling you. “y/n!” she looked at you mocking back.
“get off me!” 
“noo!” 
taking your leg you wrap it around hers causing her to twist over. you slide your hands down her arms you now being the one on top. 
“oh come on, seriously?” she sighs a hint of frustration in it.
“yeah how do you like it?”
“just let me go.” she says shaking her head. “we could watch a movie.” she says but just above a whisper this time. 
you were about to tease her some more before you were interrupted  but a very familiar laugh.  
“oh ok now thats weird” mickey says slightly laughing pointing to you two, beer in his hand. 
“what are you talking about?” mandy says, you getting off of her.
“what do you mean what am i talking about? if i didnt come in here you guys were gonna fuck. no doubt.” 
“no we werent?” you unsurely respond.
“oh please, you were the one on top of her. you especially know it!” 
at this point the three of you were in the living room. mandy walks in the kitchen to also get a beer.
“hey mandy” ian says leaning on the counter making mandy slightly jump.
“jesus. hey ian”
“beer?” he responds handing her one.
“yeah give me one for y/n too”
“got it-” ian cuts himself off making himself yell over mickeys yelling. “mickey what are you on about?” ian exaggeratedly askes.
he quickly replies “do you think y/n and my sister have fucked each other?”
“hell yeah!” ian says scoffing.
mickey raisis his eyebrows moving his finger from you and mandy repeatedly.
“oh wait have they not?” ian suddenly says curiosity evident.
“apparently not”
“why do you two think we have? or will?” you say opening the beer mandy gave you.
“well for one the random ass boob grabs?” ian answers.
“or ass slaps.” mickey continues
“or sitting on each other to do the other makeup” ian gives another reason
“like you could easily do that without sitting on eacho thers fucking lap” mickey finishes.
they keep going one right after another.
“okay!” you and mandy both shout together.
“always saying shit in sync” 
you cut ian down. “ian! ok we get it. it might seem weird but were not like that. were just friends”
“yeah right. thats how me and ian started doing shit.”
you looked at mickey both grossed out and confused.
“sure we werent friends or doing any of the other weird shit, but the pinning! im talking about the pinning!” he conformed.
“holy shit whatever” mandy sighed going down the hallway back to her room.
“do you still wanna watch a movie?” you semi-shout following her to her room.
“netflix and chill” ian and mickey say tother.
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“mandyy” you whine rolling on your side to look at her. 
the movie wasnt over yet but you felt like youve been laying there for years, the movie being incredibly boring.
“mhm?” she questions looking down at you.
“how much longer is left of this?” you ask motioning your head to the tv.
“uhg i know its so boring.” she agrees grabbing the remote beside her.
“oh my god” you groan throwing yourself back down on her bed.”thats way to long!”
mandy turns the movie off and looks at you.
“maybe ian and mickey were right.” she unexpectedly says making you shoot your head up.
“huh!?”
“i mean, ive had friends before. best friends too. not alot but ive had them. and ive never done any of the shit that i do with you with them.” she thinks
“dates?” you question kinda curious yourself.
“ive had fucks. but never actually officially dated someone. i dont think ive even done these things with fucks ethier.”
before ethier of you could think anything else you took your hand and held the side of her face. pulling her closer to you, you partly covor her lips with yours. she immediately understands and starts kissing back. unfortunaitley you have to eventually pull away for some air.
“ian!” you yell hopping off her bed.
“was mickey right?” ian responds watching as you joyfully walk out of her room.
“the only time he ever will be right!” you smile
“you wont be saying that when you ask me to help you kill someone.” 
you hear mandy come up behind you, the sound of a lighter being heard then a faint sizzle. “seriously mick?” 
“i knew it was way to quite for something to not be happening.”
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i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit 
another a/n- yes you can be 🌞 anon (i have an anon list so you can see what is and isnt taken.)
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weird-ass-queer · 9 months
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reader: hm i would like to order some gallavich fanfics
writer: we have three options, gay, straight or lesbian
reader: wait a minute i have options…?
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randomly-y · 2 years
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like or reblog if you saved it
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caitmeetsworldsstuff · 7 months
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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲,
So, growing up in the Gallagher family, man, it's been a wild ride. Let me break it down for ya. I've got a bunch of siblings, and each one's got their own quirks and dynamics with me.
First off, Fiona Gallagher, she's like the anchor that keeps my chaotic life from drifting into the abyss. Sure, we have fought like cats and dogs before, but underneath it all, there's an unbreakable bond of love and loyalty. She's the one who picks me up when I stumble, the one who pushes me to be better, and the one who always has my back, no matter what.
Then there's Lip. He's like my partner in crime, my right-hand man. We've been through so much together, and I can always count on him. We've had our fair share of fights, but at the end of the day, he's my brother and I love him.
Third is Debbie. She's the youngest female sibling, but don't let that fool ya. She's tough as nails and always got something up her sleeve. We've had our differences, but I'm always there to protect her when she needs it.
Next comes Carl. Man, that kid is something else. He's got this rebellious streak that I can't help but admire. We've had our fair share of adventures, and he's always got my back. We're like partners in crime, causing chaos wherever we go.
And last but not least, there's Liam. He's the baby of the family, and I feel this sense of responsibility to look out for him. We may not always see eye to eye, but I love that kid to death. I'll do anything to protect him.
Now, Mom and Dad. They're a whole different story. Frank isn’t my biological dad. Frank’s brother Clayton is actually my sperm donor. Frank was just the father I was stuck with. Frank, well, he's a mess. He's always causing trouble and dragging us into his schemes. It's frustrating, but I've learned to navigate around him. As for my mom, Monica, she's... complicated. We've had a rocky relationship, to say the least. I also am bipolar like Monica. It’s not always fun getting compared to her since we are both bipolar. She's come and gone so many times, it's hard to keep track. But she's my mom, and there was always a part of me before she passed that still hoped she would’ve get her act together.
Growing up in the Gallagher house, chaos was the name of the game. We were always scraping by, trying to make ends meet. The house itself was falling apart, but it was our home. And despite all the struggles, there was this sense of love and loyalty that held us together.
Living on the South Side, man, it's a whole different world. It's gritty, it's tough, but it's also a place where you find a sense of community. We've seen our fair share of violence, poverty, and injustice, but we've also seen resilience and strength. The South Side shapes you, molds you into someone who can handle anything that comes your way.
When Franny and Fred came into the picture, it was a whole new level of chaos. Becoming an uncle was both terrifying and exciting. I wanted to protect them from all the madness of our world, but I also wanted them to experience the love and craziness of the Gallagher family.
So, yeah, growing up in the Gallagher house and on the South Side, it's been a wild rollercoaster ride. But it's shaped me into the person I am today. And despite all the chaos, I wouldn't trade it for anything.
𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝓘𝓪𝓷 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓽𝓸𝓷 𝓖𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓻
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Tags: @milky-m-milky @gallavichgeek
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