#no126

have a @galladrabbles of angsty gay mickey :( thanks @blue-disco-lights for the prompt, muscle

Mickey buries his face into his pillow and screams.

His body still feels hot all over, visions of orange hair and brown freckles and lean muscle swimming behind his eyelids. He feels sick to his stomach.

He runs into his shower and switches on the highest temperature. He scratches his scalp until it burns, but his tears run cold.

I love Mickey's muscles, but I can't stop thinking about Ian in the pool in S11. Thanks @galladrabbles and @blue-disco-lights for the amazing prompt this week ♥

Mindlessly watching random videos on his phone, Mickey thinks about what his life has become. He thinks about the way Ian's muscles glistened, covered in drops of water from the pool. 

Fucking asshole. How only he manages to look appropriate always and everywhere? While Mickey... 

He doesn't risk looking up right away when the door to the Gallagher boys' old bedroom opens. The last thing he needs right now is to see the disappointment on his husband's face. But when he looks at Ian, all he sees is concern and puppy-like devotion. 

... the prompt this week is... Muscle 💪

Can't wait to read them all! 🩵

Hey Julia, thank you for your prompt!

Luckily everyone here has a totally swole writing brain and we'll give you the good strong 100 words exactly stuff you're here for!

Let's put the writing gym pants on... Our prompt this week is:

MUSCLE

Happy Drabbling Everyone!

After an unscheduled break, it's @galladrabbles time again! Thank you for the prompt @blue-disco-lights.

Previously on No Sleep 'Til Nashville ... Mickey finally made it to the steps of Keith's wedding chapel. ---

I’m ready to find out what kinda froufrou shindig my ex is throwing. I’m gonna bust in his skull the second he vows himself to that prick Logan Covington.  

Only … I haven’t moved yet.

Ian sets his hand on my neck. He touches a muscle that calms my whole goddamn body. “Hey, there’s a pizza place around the block. You up for it?”

I blink. “Bustin’ this up isn’t going to help anything, is it?”

He shakes his head.

Fuck. That voice of reason finally takes hold. “Pizza it is, then.”

Hello! Thank you @blue-disco-lights for this week's @galladrabbles prompt: Muscle.

Continuing my fantasy AU.

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The Sellsword and the Mage, Part 49:

“Ian ain’t one of your fuckin’ servants!” Mickey tries to muscle himself in front of Ian, but is stopped by Ian’s firm, restraining hand on his chest.

“The answer is still no, Fiona,” Ian says, never flinching away from Fiona’s flinty stare.

“Oh really?” Fiona laughs sardonically. “I wonder how long you’d last in the dungeons before you are begging to go to Three Rivers?”

With a growl, Mickey breaks Ian’s hold to stand bristling between Ian and his sister. “Just fuckin’ try it!”     

NO126 recoloration de NT008 (donc reprise de UK036)