"Wait, I have a question," Ian asks, helping Mickey sit onto the sink. "Hurry up." "Top or bottom?" 32nd Ranking in Otp ~ 02/01/2020 34th Ranking in Iangallagher ~ 02/01/2020 5th Ranking in gallavich ~ 01/22/2020 4th Ranking in fluffandsmut ~ 01/17/2020 19th Ranking in mickeymilkovich ~ 01/17/2020 ALL writes go to the...
Scott's vision is fuzzy. Hazy. Unfocused like it hasn't been since the LASIK. He vaguely wonders why, but his head hurts so much he's distracted and can't figure it out. He thinks for a second that he's drunk. That he's given himself the mother of all hangovers. But his shoulder and his arm and his chest and his side...
Scott has this fantasy, and Mitch likes giving Scott what he wants. [bottom!Scott for @mirandaarenee]
Scott has a problem. Mitch might be able to help him, but what's the price? Will this add something on their relationship, or will it just mess things up?
So...if you've read anything else by me ever, you know I'm not good at short stories!! Sorry, not sorry lol!! But I have some random things that just don't fit elsewhere, so this will be my attempt to organize those thoughts. And they still probably won't be short. All ships are welcome here.
A Scömìche romance ---- "So why then?" Scott asks quietly. "Why what?" Mitch replies, frowning, the question seemingly out of context. "Why aren't we together?" ---- An unashamedly fluffy story with a big ol' whack of smut and a smidge of angst for good measure. This originally started as a one-shot; Clarity. Shout...
When Mitch and Scott meet as college roommates, they're not sure what to make of each other. They're so different; Mitch is tiny and alternative and sarcastic and gay as a meatball, and Scott is absolutely positive he's straight as can be. Yet through a shared love of Queen Bey and a few of those spill-your-guts late...
"Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce, too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms. The maids come around too much, parents ain't around enough. Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar, too many white lies and white lines" - Frank Ocean, Super Rich Kids. Some snippets and screenshots from my fic, Close My E...
After years of being told what to do and how to act and what to wear and who to be friends with, after years of not being able to be themselves in their own homes, after years of being made to believe that money and power and status were more important than their feelings, Scott and Mitch finally decided that enough w...
