#debbie gallagher one shot

[deedala]

Ian x Debbie + just hashtag gay ginger middle children things

[fastboatsmojito]

☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Shameless Masterlist ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

☆ indicates smut, ☾ angst, ♡ fluff, ☼ suggestive

Lip Gallagher;

make up sex - blurb/req ☆ ♡

farmhand lip - blurb/req ♡

Carl Gallagher;

hot and angry - blurb/req ☆

Debbie Gallagher;

complicated - blurb/req ☆ ☾ ♡

Fiona Gallagher;

Veronica Fischer;

Kevin Ball;

[andreafmn]

12 Days of Ficmas - Day 5

Prompt (by @12-days-of-ficmas): i hate christmas but you really love it and i feel bad raining on your parade so i guess it wouldn’t kill me to act a little happier

Word Count: 2.7K

Story Description: It's the first Christmas for Lip and (Y/N). He's not used to having the holiday times be a very festive event, but something about being with (Y/N) makes everything better.

Fandom: Shameless

Pairing: Lip Gallagher x NonBinary!Reader

Warnings: foul language

A/N: not precisely day 5, just a few hours after but I am all caught up now. I wanted more details into the story but this is how it flowed out😅

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For You, Anything

It was no secret that the Gallagher gang had a rough life growing up. Holidays weren’t such a thing to celebrate, simply something that happened during the winter whilst they were trying to survive the cold months. Their whole life had been a struggle. It was what they were used to, and what they would probably always have hanging in the back of their heads for the rest of their lives.

It had been two and a half years since Lip had moved out of the family home and had to care for fewer people. A year and three months that he and Tami had amicably gone their separate ways and shared custody of their son Freddie. And a year since he met (Y/N).

His life had drastically changed since they had come into their life. Lip had started the transformation of his life long ago. Though he did have some major lows in his journey, he was ways away from the frightened boy he used to be. One of those lows was breaking things off with Tami. It had been a mutual breakup – they had grown apart. But it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt and he had to go through a transitional period where he didn’t see his son every day and he came home to an empty house every night.

During that transitional period, when Tami and he were still figuring out the best way to divide custody of Freddie, was when he met (Y/N).

They were walking out of a coffee shop as Lip was walking in, on his way to get an order. He bumped into them and ended up spilling their iced coffee all over them, staining their crisp white shirt and their grey pantsuit.

“Fuck,” he said. “I am so sorry. I’d say I would pay for the dry cleaning but that suit looks more expensive than my whole wardrobe.”

“No worries,” they chuckled. “You can make it up to me over dinner. I’m (Y/N).” 

“Lip. Uh, Philip, but you can call me Lip.”

“Well, Lip. Here’s my number. Call me some time,” they said as they handed the man a business card.

It took him a week to call (Y/N). He had put the card on his secondhand fridge, letting it taunt him. He’d felt intimidated as soon as he read the little cardboard. They were an attorney at one of the biggest firms in Chicago. He felt slightly intimidated at the prospect of falling for someone that seemed to have it all together.

Eventually, his curiosity peaked. He wanted to know this person that had taken an interest in him just by only knowing his name. So, he called, and the rest was history.

The pair hit it off right away, finding they had more in common than differences. And although they came from different backgrounds, and lived drastically different lives, and it seemed like there would never be a way for them to ever intermingle, they did.

Lip certainly had never felt this way before. He’d been obsessed with people before; he couldn’t deny that. He was ready to give everything up for Karen; he grew infatuated with Mandy; he had a crazy rendezvous with Amanda which intertwined with the affair he was having with his much older professor Helene; finally, there was Tami, the woman he was ready to change everything for, even if it didn’t work out in the end.

But it was different with (Y/N). The intoxicating adrenaline feeling he normally got when meeting someone new was gone. He felt calm, at peace. There wasn’t the giddy feeling of finding out just how big of a trainwreck the relationship would be. Rather he felt like riding softly on the waves of their relationship.

Their relationship moved quite fast – though for Southside standards it was slow. At the end of their first month, they had already said they loved each other. After four months together, (Y/N) asked him to move in with them – they would spend so much time there that it was almost like he already did. Five months in and they met Freddie.

Now, a year into their relationship they were spending their first Christmas together, and the first Christmas Lip would spend with Freddie since the breakup. But he had never been a holiday person. He never had the luxury to be one. Not even when his kid had been born did he celebrate it well – according to Tami’s family.

On the other hand, (Y/N) was a Christmas fanatic. And when they heard that Freddie would be spending those holidays at their place, they decided to go all out.

“Okay,” they said as they joined Lip on the couch one night a week before Freddie got there. “I made a list of all the things I think will make this an unforgettable Christmas for Fred. And before you say anything, I know he’s only four years old and he probably won’t remember much of it, but I still wanna make this amazing.”

“Alright,” Lip chuckled. “Let me have it.”

“So, I know this week you still have two finals this week, so I kept it light. Mainly stuff at home,” (Y/N) started. “I was thinking we could a gingerbread house, make letters to Santa, watch Christmas classics, and bake some cookies. That way you can study during his downtime. What do you think?”

Lip couldn’t help but smile at his partner. Before them, every time the holidays came around he couldn’t help the anger that washed over him. Whilst other families had the ability to give their families happy memories to hold onto, all he could remember was having to help his family pass the winter without dying of the cold or hunger. It was something he never wanted his own son to go through. And with (Y/N) he knew it was possible.

Since they loved Christmas so much, he decided he would try his best to enjoy the holiday for the sake of his partner and his son.

“Sounds like a perfect plan,” he replied. His hands cradled their face, placing a soft kiss on their lips, a glimmer of adoration in his eyes.

“What?” (Y/N) chuckled as they noticed Lip kept staring at them.

“I’m just so fucking grateful to have met you, baby,” he said. “A year ago I never thought my life would look this way. I mean, somehow I’m back in school; I have a healthy and happy son; I’ve been two years – and counting – sober; and I have the most amazing life partner with me.”

Tears started welling up in his eyes as he recalled how his life was changing. He wanted to be the person they knew he could be. (Y/N) had helped him make a life plan and taught him that it was okay if he had to improvise some things along the way. They helped him get back into school, where he would get an advanced masters. At least that’s what he hoped. Because he wanted to change. (Y/N) made him want to change. Regardless of who he left behind.

“This is the first time I don’t feel guilty for making a better life for myself,” he continued. “The first time I don’t have to worry where my siblings will rest their heads or if they have enough food to get them through the winter or worry I’ll find my father passed out in an alley freezing. You’ve given me the time and space I’ve needed to allow myself to leave the southside behind.

People always told me that just because I was from the southside it didn’t mean I was supposed to stay there. And I always blew them off because I always found a way to screw things up and stay there. That’s when people always leave. But you haven’t. You know everything I’ve done, all the skeletons in my closet, and yet you still chose to be with me.

I truly don’t know what I did to deserve you, (Y/N). But you make me want to be a better person every day of my life. Because I love you, I want to be the person you think I can be.

And I want to enjoy this Christmas. I want to make memories with you and Freddie, even if he won’t remember them. Cause I fucking will. And I want pictures with Santa and to go ice skating, and to open presents on Christmas morning. Because we deserve it.” 

(Y/N) couldn’t help but wrap their arms around his neck, kissing him once more.

“Lip, I’m the one who’s lucky. You gave my life direction,” they smiled. “Having all this, it meant nothing because I didn’t have someone to share it with. I worked, I came home, ate and slept, and did it all again. Day after day. That was my life. Now, I look forward to coming home because I know there’s someone waiting at home for me.

You and I were raised very differently. I know that. But I’ve known the gut-wrenching feeling of thinking there’s nothing better out there. With you, I know I’ve got better now.

And I know this is simply gonna be the first Christmas of many as a family. So, list or no list, I wanna do whatever you want. Because I love you and want you to have an amazing time.” 

“I think I’ll stick to the list,” he chuckled through teary eyes. “I trust the expert.”

And he did. Because the thing he was mostly looking forward to was the Christmas dinner they had planned with his family, their family, and their friends. The day he would ask (Y/N) if they’d spend the rest of their lives together, making memories to last them a lifetime.

Taglist: @adaydreamaway08 @beckiej0073-blog

[bubblegumbarbie33]

Don't mind me just thinking about a Hunger Games Gallavich AU

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

i’m writing a fic about debbie and monica wooooooo

[aza-writes]

Morning Affirmations

Lip Gallagher x female!reader

Requested: no

Summary: Lip walks in on his girlfriend singing to the younger kids while she gets them ready for the day. Takes place in season 4 after Liam gets home from the hospital

Warnings: few curse words, mentions of drug use (Fiona in jail) but overall, it’s just tons of FLUFF

A/N: inspired by “I love my body” by @mothermoon on TikTok. Might rewrite something similar for dad!lip, lmk what you think. Got bored before lab and wrote this

The floorboards creaked under every step Lip took to get down to the kitchen. He wasn’t too concerned with anything too wrapped up in his mind until two sweet voices pull him out.

“I love my body from my…” 

“Head to my toes.” 

Liam’s voice was hard to hear, even in the quietness of the unusually empty Gallagher house. Everyone was already at school or wherever they ran off to today—leaving Lip home alone to take care of some things. 

Liam has only been home from the hospital for two days, leaving Lip and the rest of the family still scrambling without Fiona running the show. Lip had school off today, some random college holiday that didn’t make sense for a lot of people, but they took it anyway. 

Lip had been out of bed since 5 that morning, unsure if it was considered a late night or an early morning due to the fact he hadn’t slept for more than a few hours the night before. His mind was going a million miles an hour, mixed with him worrying himself sick about Liam and going to check on him every thirty minutes. Every time he would get up from his bed, y/n would sit up, too. Her concerned look was always dismissed with a quick “go back to sleep” or “I’ll be back soon” from Lip. The “soon” in question was around five to ten minutes of Lip just sitting in front of Liam’s bed, watching his chest rise and fall. 

Y/n stayed up and waited for Lip the first few times, but soon enough her eyes got too heavy for her to ignore. Even with the extra sleep, caffeine would be her best friend today. 

Lip’s mind was still groggy as he trudged down the stairs, stress and sleep deprivation felt like chains were strapped to the back of his ankles. He barely made out the words y/n and Liam were exchanging. 

“I love my face…” She lingered for a second, allowing Liam to think about the next verse. She smiles and continued on. “My-” 

“Eyes, my mouth my nose.” Lip could help but smile at the sight of Liam touching every body part mentioned. He clearly knew this song, yet Lip couldn’t think of any of the words. When ever you would sing it to one of his younger siblings, all he could do was hear your voice. The kindergarten-teacher-like tone was enough for him to abandon all of his thoughts and focus on you. 

“I like the way I look when I look in the mirror.” Liam didn’t have to wait for y/n this time, he sang it with her. Their voices both were quiet, almost scared to wake anyone up, but the house stayed quiet. It was just those three in that house, the outside world didn’t matter. 

“I stand a little closer just to see a little clearer.” Both of their smiles were beaming. Liam giggling at y/n’s little tickles all over his belly and neck. Lip’s grew too. Y/n was so amazing with the kids, Lip could’ve sworn it as always been this way. Y/n and Lip, Lip and y/n. They belonged together. 

Everyone in his family loved her. Carl made her a gift out of melted spoons and forks, Debbie demands they have a girls day at least once a month. Shit, even Frank called her “one of the good ones.” Technically it was after she downed a shot of vodka without even wincing, but he still liked her non the less. 

Y/n turns around smiling, it only growing when she finally sees Lip. 

“Good morning babe.” 

“Morning babe!” Liam repeats immediatly, causing Lip and y/n to giggle with him. 

Lip pours two cups of coffe before heading to the kitchen table. “Good morning to you.” He sets the coffe right in front of y/n while kissing her cheek. He carefully set his down too and kissed Liams cheek. “Good morning little man.” 

[lovergirly]

I read the lip fic with opposites reader can you write a oneshot on when they first met or when she first met his family?

Hiii!! another one shot of rich reader x Lip gallagher! hope you enjoy 😘

"Ian... I'm nervous I don't think they'll like me."

"will you relax.  Of course they will!"

You and your best friend Ian were about to go meet the entirety of the Gallagher family.  You were beyond nervous.  the only reason you knew Ian was because you had a crush on him and you asked him out.  He obviously said no which upset you at first until he explained he was gay.  after that, you two were inseparable. 

Pulling up to the Gallagher house, you felt nervous butterflies enter your stomach.  what if they hated you? what if they were mean?  what if-

"ready?" ian pulled you out of your thoughts as you got out of your BMW. 

"you might want to lock the car." he chuckles. 

As you walk closer to the door, you can hear more and more commotion coming from the inside of the house.  Instead of knocking, he barges right in and allows you a few seconds to really take in the scene.  Two kids, boy and girl, arguing over a computer, a baby crawling around, and a girl probably in her twenties scrambling around the kitchen.  Finally, you see a boy probably your age smoking a blunt on the couch while watching "to catch a predator". 

He was a sight.  He was hot.  you've seen him around school before, but you don't know his name.  He's known for doing kids homework if you pay him well enough. 

"well well well, look what ian brought here." he gives you a smirk and a once over before adding, "ian found himself some rich girl to smooch off of."

instead of letting ian talk, you immediately say, "sounds like someone's just jealous that you need to do loser's homework to get money."

he looks shocked for a second before adding, "big mouth too.  You smoke?"

"no of course not.  it's terrible for your lungs and I do cheer."

"oh she does cheer?!  her little lungs can't handle it." he mocks a sad face before you add

"at least I'll be alive when my grandkids are born."

he chuckles before taking a drag and going back to his show. ian takes this as invitation to take your hand and lead you to the kitchen.  Where it appears people multiplied as there is now another girl and a guy, you're inferring are a couple. 

"hey guys,  this is y/n.  I invited her over for dinner I hope that's okay." he looks at fiona as the commotion stops for a second.

"Yeah that's fine.  I'm fiona." she gives you a slight wave as she continues scurrying around.

the little girl is the first to run up to you.

"I'm debbie!  you're like soooooo pretty!! are you and Ian dating?" she was so cute. 

"umm no we're just friends"

"then who is your boyfriend?"

"alright shut up debbie!  I'm carl, but you can call me yours."

"yeah i think you're just a little too young for me."

"give it time sweetthing, give it time."

You found yourself getting along really well with the Gallagher family, plus Kev and V you learned.  During dinner, you and the Lip kid kept staring at each other.  You thought he was giving you dirty looks. Maybe it wasn’t going well. You, Fiona, and V end up in a deep conversation about boys, when V mentions, "i saw how you were looking at Lip, it's around 9 right now so if you want to go outside he'll be there smoking a cigarette." Fiona slaps her arm while V defends, "what?! I know sexual tension when i see it!"

"thank you V, but i don't think it's anything like that." you say while standing up to go outside.

"then why is your ass getting closer to the door?" she laughs.

"you know those things will kill you, it's not just a myth."

"that's okay. I’m experimenting to see if i’m the expectation.”

“is that your car?” you point to a beat up car sitting in their yard.

“yeah and no. It doesn’t drive, but i do bring girls here everyone once in a while. wanna hop inside?”

“if you’re insinuating what i think you are-“

“i’m not trust me.”

“whatever Gallagher.”

you two made your way inside the crammed car and it did definitely smell like weed and sex. He wasn’t kidding…

“so… you and ian?” he seriously didn’t know yet?

“umm no just friends. i’ve truthfully never had a boyfriend.”

“a girl like you never having a boyfriend? let me guess… too rich for all the south side boys? or maybe just too hot for all the losers at our school.” that comment made you blush, you were just praying he didn’t catch on.

“you know i’m not some stuck up rich girl right?”

“oh really? Let’s see, your whole family could buy mine. are you sure you’re not that rich?”

“ok fine but i’m not stuck up.”

“you are a little…” he adds wirh a small laugh

“oh yeah? give me that cigarette” you demand. he hands it over and watches curiously as you put it to your lips and suck. immediately, you start coughing which causes him to laugh, “oh god you weren’t kidding that you’ve never had one.”

“you thought i was lying?”

“maybe. thought you might have some secret life behind all the cheer and money.”

“well I do. I’m not like my family i promise.”

“well if you’re not like your family, how about you stay the night and we can just hang out.”

“you better not be insinuating anything again or i swear i’ll-“

“i’m not, you can sleep in ian’s bed, or even mine and i’ll sleep on the couch.”

“thank you Lip. I’d love to.”

little did you know that was the beginning spark of a beautiful relationship

i hope you enjoyeddd!! what else should Lip and y/n get into?? maybe some drama?

[whatwouldmickeydo]

I have the mental image of Mick coming in to the Gallagher house one day and then realising that there's a picture of himself doing something or other nestled in among the family photos over the fireplace and then having to go off somewhere to have an emotion.

“Told ya you should have had somethin’ to eat with that coffee this morning!” He yells up the stairs, shaking his head when he hears the bathroom door slam shut.

Ten years in and Ian’s still annoying about remembering to eat something when he takes his meds.

“It’s not a lot of coffee, Mick, I’ll be fine, Mick,” Mickey mimics to himself. “I’m not that hungry, Mick. Yeah and look at you now, shittin’ your brains out.”

He wanders around the living room, poking at random stuff while he waits. The Gallagher house is largely unchanged since Debbie and Carl, and now Sandy, back for good he thinks, had moved in and taken it over. They’d brought in the last of Sandy’s stuff today, Debbie and her taking one more swing around her old place to make sure nothing was forgotten before officially declaring her moved in.

The living room is pretty much the same, couch still shitty as ever, although the tv is much newer and there’s a fresh coat of paint on the walls.

He glances absentmindedly at the pictures staggered around the top of the fireplace mantle, about to go wander into the kitchen when a newer image catches his eye. It’s nestled between a framed photo of Franny as a baby, and a shot of several Gallaghers flipping off the camera at a party somewhere.

It’s a photo of him and Ian, with Ian’s arms wrapped around him from behind. Ian’s got his head up against his ear, smiling and whispering something to him while Mickey’s grinning widely, so big his eyes are almost slits, hands holding onto Ian’s arm. Neither one of them seem to have noticed their picture being taken, or if they did there’s no evidence in their frozen expressions, just ones of pure joy and happiness.

He’s not sure when it was taken, can’t quite place where they are but it looks to be summer and they’re young, maybe 17 or 18. So young.

He stares at it, unsure of the reason why there’s tears threatening to prick at the corners of his eyes while he looks, and he’s not sure whether it’s from being happy or sad. Maybe a bit of both. He gauges it has to have been from when he was living here, or Ian with him, that whole time period a confusing mess if he thinks about it too much.

The door opens behind him and Debbie comes in carrying a cardboard box. She calls a greeting to Mickey but it’s almost like she’s far away, his senses barely able to focus on anything but the picture in front of him. She’s just about to head up the stairs when he comes back to himself a bit and he calls out to her.

“Ey, where’d you get this picture from?”

He gestures in the direction of the mantle, turning to look at her.

She steps off the bottom stair and comes closer, squinting a bit before realizing what she’s looking at and smiles.

“Oh, I found a bunch of disposable cameras when we were cleaning out one of the rooms upstairs. I had them developed to see if there was anything good on them - most of them were blurry shots and Carl doing weird shit but that one was mixed in. I thought it was cute so stuck it in a frame.” She starts heading up the steps but turns down to call, “You guys can take it home if you want, I made a few copies.”

“Yeah, thanks,” he says softly, belatedly, realizing she’s already disappeared up the steps by the time he answers.

He grabs the frame to look at it closer, swallowing hard as he stares at the images of their younger selfs, practically kids.

He’d never had a lot of pictures of himself growing up, mostly baby pictures stashed in boxes and pretty much nothing from his teenage years, save a few out of focus and blurry shots that Mandy may have taken on her small camera, when she was still here.

They have tons of pictures of them now, some framed around their place and others taking up most of the space on their phones, silly selfies and candids, cute shots of them together smiling at the camera.

But this, this feels different. Heavier. But also not. They look happy here, so it must have been a good day, he thinks. Hopes.

He startles at the feel of a hand on his shoulder, relaxing when he realizes it’s Ian, finally finished in the bathroom.

“Hey,” he says quietly, leaning back against his chest.

“Hey. What ya lookin’ at?” Ian asks, sliding his arm around his waist and hooking his chin over Mickey’s shoulder, pressing a quick kiss against his cheek before looking down.

Mickey doesn’t reply, just shakes the frame slightly to direct his attention, his heart rabbit kicking slightly in his chest.

He feels Ian still behind him, the grip on his stomach tightening for a moment before relaxing.

“Wow,” he finally says. “Where did that come from?”

“Debbie,” Mickey murmurs back.

Neither of them say anything for a minute until Ian speaks at last, voice a rumble in his ear.

“You look cute as fuck.”

Mickey laughs, the sound bursting from him suddenly, unexpectedly, and he aims an elbow backwards at his stomach that Ian dodges with a grin.

“Fuck you! I wasn’t fuckin’ cute.”

The statement dislodges something in his stomach though, and he feels like he can breathe a little easier somehow.

They settle back down, both of them lost in their own heads a bit as they continue looking at the picture. Ian wraps his other arm around his waist and holds him, the two of them swaying slightly together in the middle of the living room.

“You wanna take it home?” He asks finally.

He feels Ian nod against his shoulder.

“We can put it up next to our wedding pictures.”

Mickey smiles at that.

“Yeah, that’d be good.”

[fictionalcharactersaremypassion]

The Sweetest Treat

It was late on Halloween night. Trick or treating was coming to an end, porch lights were turned off, bowls were empty of candy and people trotted off home. As for Ian, he’d gone straight to the dugouts after accompanying Carl and Debbie to trick or treat, having gotten himself a pretty good haul of candy. 

“You really wore that fucking thing, Gallagher?” Mickey came out of the shadows, sauntering over with a beer in his hand. 

“Yeah, I did,” Ian wore his ROTC uniform. It made the most sense, he didn’t have to pay any money to buy a costume nor did he have to steal one. “I’d ask where yours is but I see you’re reusing your brooding asshole costume from last year.” 

Mickey flipped him off as he approached. “Fuck off,” he said, plopping down on the bench. He brought out a cigarette to light it, setting the can of beer beside him. 

“You should’ve came with us,” Ian said, who remained standing, watching him. 

“To where?” 

“Trick or treating, Mick,” Ian said like it was obvious. Mickey snorted. 

“Fuck that.” 

“You’re against free candy?” Ian plucked the cigarette from his mouth to put it into his own. Mickey glared, but it was half hearted. 

“When I gotta put on a stupid ass costume and go fucking beg for it, yes.” 

“It’s not begging,” Ian rolled his eyes. “It’s fun .” 

“We really got different ideas of what’s fun,” Mickey scoffed. 

Ian crossed his legs at the ankles, folding his arms. “So you don’t want the snickers I saved for you?” He clarified, concealing his smirk when his boyfriend perked up the slightest bit. “Fine. I’ll give them to Carl. He likes them too.” 

“You got me Snickers?” Mickey said, not bothering to hide his surprise. 

A grin spread across Ian’s face and he took out a small baggie from his jacket pocket. He held it up for him to see. “Right here, Milkovch.” 

Mandy had admitted to him once that Terry would steal their Halloween candy so they just stopped going out, knowing they wouldn’t get to keep it anyway.  And well, Ian’s heart went out to her and Mickey. He put together small bags of the siblings’ favorite candies so they could have a little something . As for Mandy, he’d wait to give hers when they walked to school together. 

“You didn’t have to do that,” Mickey said quietly. “Could’ve gotten some myself.” 

Meaning he could have stolen some from the Kash and Grab. “I wanted to,” Ian said simply. 

“Fuckin’ Gallagher.” 

Ian just smiled some more, taking one of the chocolate bars out of the bag, unwrapping it and giving it to him. “Take a bite.” 

“The fuck for?” 

He wiggled his arm. “Just do it.” 

Mickey rolled his eyes, shoving the fun-size bar into his mouth. He swallowed, looking at Ian with a you fucking happy now expression. 

And Ian was; he stepped forward, capturing Mickey’s lips into a kiss, one hand on the back of his head. 

In the dim lighting, he could see Mickey’s cheeks flush, this softer than normal gleam in his eyes. 

“Can I ask you something, Mick?” 

“Yeah, whatever,” his boyfriend said, pulling off this act of nonchalance even though Ian was pretty sure he’d practically melted under the affection he was just given. 

“What tastes sweeter, the chocolate or the kiss?” 

And just like that, the spell was broken. Mickey shoved him, muttering about him being an "Fucking idiot," while Ian’s loud laughter rang out. 

“I’m sorry- Oh, God. I’ve been waiting all day to do that!”

Mickey shot him a dirty look. 

“Do that again and I’m gonna rip your skull out of your head.” 

[michellemisfit]

Tag Game Wednesday

My turn. Yay.

Name: Michelle (Mys)

Age: Verging on 40

Location (globally): London

Location (physically): 🛁

Favourite Food to Eat: Bread with Butter

Favourite Food to Cook: Lasagne

Will you be attending @too-schoolforcool’s ☀️ Kitchen Shenanigans🍴with Cherry on the 6th July? I sure hope so! I’m attending a country show with some goats that day, but 🤞🤞🤞 I’m gonna get back in time for it!!

What’s Your Zodiac: >fishy 🐟

Will you be attending @heymacy’s ☀️ Astrology 101: More Than Just Your Sun Sign ☀️ lecture on the 13th July? Yes please!! I’m doing more farming stuff that day, but again, I hope to be comfy in front of my laptop on time!!

(Check @gallavich-fic-club’s lesson plan for details here)

Now let predictive text complete each sentence for you after the 💭

My age is 💭 not a factor

My favourite animal is 💭 the cat that eats my heart (wow… lol)

I love to cook 💭 with my friends but I’m too scared to do so (huh. okay.)

I love to eat 💭 the fish and chips 🍟

I have a lot of ideas about 💭 how you should be (🤔)

I have no clue 💭 what you want for dinner tonight

My dream career is 💭 going on and on and on and on until I die (woof!)

My favourite character on Shameless 💭 is the one that I love (well that only makes sense lol)

Debbie Gallagher is 💭 the only person in my life who is willing to take responsibility (well that’s just a straight up lie lol)

Carl Gallagher is 💭 going to get his first shot of Covid this morning (lol)

Mandy Milkovich is 💭 the best (full stop. game over. everyone else go home.)

Mickey Milkovich is 💭 a former member of the National Security Council who was appointed by the president (wow. this one got away from me hahahaha)

Ian Gallagher is 💭 going through some rough times right now (🥺)

To me Ian and Mickey are 💭 the best friends ever so I’m just gonna say I love them

Gallavich means 💭 the world (🥰🥰)

I wish anyone who reads this to 💭 know that I love you (n’awwww!!)

Tags behind the cut, and if you’re not feeling it this week then please just accept this butterfly 🫴🦋

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[scarlet-witchery]

You don’t get how bad I need your fem!gallavich headcanons 😭😭 (that being said pls - with no pressure - share some 🙏🙏🙏)

OKAY DON'T WORRY I'VE GOT A LOT OF THEM TO SHARE WITH YOU I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR SOME GOOD WLW FEM!GALLAVICH FEELS (these may be a little all over the place but just roll with me here okay? okay here we go)

to start with, Ian is a nickname for Lillian, Mickey is a nickname for Mykhaila (Ukrainian feminine form of Mikhailo)—they'd still go by Ian and Mickey, because if Lip can be a nickname for Phillip then all bets are fucking off :p

technically all of this started with my brain going "lesbian gallavich with hella self image issues" because they don't feel like they can measure up to their "prettier" sister (Mandy and Fiona) but both of them thinking the other is gorgeous as hell. Mickey being kind of a femme/butch (which is why she's the one who calls the shots with her brothers, she's the tomboy compared to Mandy), and Ian wanting to be all pretty and femme but doesn't think there's a point to it because money and also she doesn't think highly of herself

things would be way different for them both as lesbians—Ian would definitely still be the forgotten middle child, although she and Lip would still be Fiona's backup ("you two are my rocks") because I refuse to believe that girl Ian wouldn't be just as committed to ROTC and fitness as canon Ian. She'd be able to kick anyone's ass any day of the week. I think she'd really look up to Lip and ofc he'd love Ian as his little sister but like, with the same kind of condescending vibe he gives Fiona and Debbie? Although maybe since they're practically twins his misogyny toward Ian wouldn't be as blatant.

she'd still be taller than him (tallest Gallagher no matter what!) and have long red hair that she just throws back in a bun or ponytail all military style. I can't see her having short hair just because short cuts can be a lot to maintain, better just to let it grow and keep it pulled back. (I know, I've thought way too much about the little stuff lol)

Mickey would be very punk. With an undercut and all kinds of piercings. Mandy gets more attention from boys but Mickey does get her share, although of course she's like blegh. She'd rather be kicking ass and taking names and proving to her dad that she's just as good at being a fuckin Milkovich as Iggy and Colin—she's got more brains than both of them combined and she's smart as a whip when it comes to doing math, as well as where scamming people is concerned. Terry would begrudgingly acknowledge this but never misses a chance to put her down because she's just another dumb bitch. Only serves to make Mickey more determined to show what she can do, though, and her brothers and cousins are no match for her when it comes to scrappy back alley fighting. She climbed to the top of the heap early on and punches out anyone who tries to take her on.

Ian absolutely falls in the lesbian stereotype of wearing flannel constantly. I feel like she would want to do girly sorts of things but like, doesn't feel she'd measure up to Fiona or other girls so she just sticks with "comfortable" as her main fashion staple. Her and Debbie probably share a room too, although as I said above, she's still super close with Lip. Debbie would ADORE her big sister, would look up to and admire Ian because they've got so much in common—it might even be that she finds Ian's lesbian porn and that's how she knows about it ("penetration isn't required for sex to occur").

I'm not sure how they'd meet in this au but it would still probably involve Mickey chasing Ian around trying to beat her up lmao. my original thought was maybe like, either Mickey chased after Ian because of something Lip did in a reverse of canon, or Mandy thought Ian was talking shit about her. Regardless, the idea of 5'1" Mickey chasing after 5'9" Ian is hilarious especially because I feel like Ian would end up being almost six foot tall by the time she's done with puberty.

even once Ian and Mandy end up being bffs (there'd definitely be some miscommunication, but Ian doesn't wanna get murdered by the Milkovich siblings, so she manages to clear the air with Mandy when she can get away from Mickey and their brothers), Ian probably wouldn't tell Mandy she's gay, gotta keep that shit on lock. So once they're besties she's gotta endure all the boy talk and be like oh haha yeah totally…but at some point Mandy would figure it out, probably because she's not dumb and also Ian "play what cool" Gallagher is not as subtle as she thinks she is. But Mandy, other than asking if Ian has the hots for her ("you're beautiful, but I like you better as my friend"), is actually pretty chill and realizes she doesn't actually mind hanging out with a lesbo. Yes, Ian and Mandy and Mickey would use all the derogatory slurs that get used towards lesbians, although Ian is used to the casual homophobia and Mickey is the most homophobic gay ever (I feel like she'd definitely call herself a fag and a dyke once she gets more comfortable in her identity).

idk how the whole grooming thing with Kash and Ned would transfer over—maybe Ned would be some rich lesbian cougar who wants a kept girl or something. But that's unfortunately a big part of Ian's character, the middle kid who's the only one to be physically abused (and yeah, Frank would still hit Ian, boy or girl), and is desperate for any kind of affection so attaches to anyone who gives it. Kash might be a (seemingly) meek wife to some bruiser of a husband who's short and has small dog syndrome, and that makes her sympathetic in Ian's eyes, thus making it easier for her to take advantage of Ian. I try not to think about Kash too much but it is an important part of Ian's self-image

I'm gonna talk about s3 in its own post because I have some Thoughts and Ideas for some changes to make things interesting :p

season 4 would be really even more depressing because I think that when Ian is manic (there'd be no running away to the army because she couldn't use Lip's identity; instead she'd go straight her sugar mama and from there calls Monica when things get too wild) she'd end up getting pimped out by Monica to really gross straight dudes—not that there aren't creeper lesbians who like younger women, but in general it'd be easier for her to find a job stripping at a regular club (lesbian bars don't seem to have the same opportunities as a straight bar or a men's gay bar do wrt making money). Poor Lip and Debbie finding her in the skimpiest outfit, worse than anything Fiona ever had to wear for a job, with way too much makeup on and dollar bills tucked in her underwear, coked out as hell, skinny enough you can see her hipbones, brain and mouth going about 300 miles a minute...ugh.

But Mickey coming and bringing her home safe and sound <3 beating up the skeevy guys trying to roofie her <33 watching over Ian while she sleeps <333

In a happier train of thought, I love the idea that Mickey really likes Ian's long hair and plays with it when she's not really thinking and Ian gets all 😍😍😍 because it means Mickey might like her omg. Mickey has a partial undercut and Ian loves the texture of the shaved part of her hair. Tells her not to let it grow back out and everything.

Mickey having to stand on her tiptoes to kiss her stupidly tall gf ("You're too tall, Red" "Complain all you want, Mick, you know you like it”). Mickey likes getting manhandled but only by Ian—anyone else tries it and they're losing a hand. But Ian shoves her against a wall and does her whole cocky, smug, looming thing and Mickey can't help but melt in her arms (not that she'd let Ian know about it, not at first; gotta make Gallagher work for that shit. Just cause she's a fag doesn't mean that she's anyone's bitch!).

I also like to think that Ian would try the super femme thing in s4 era and Mickey, once out, would be a little more comfortable being more butch, but they both come off as a mix? I just love the idea of fem!gallavich playing with gender stuff in that very specific lesbian relationship with gender—on one of Mickey's more butch days Ian jokes and calling Mickey her boyfriend and Mickey being like oh

personally I feel like Mickey in her dyke era (s5) is an absolute pint-sized powerhouse, and still an absolute fashion icon because those cut-off vests? the tank tops? perfection🤌🏻

most of my thoughts are of early gallavich because I think things would go much differently since Sammi can't call the MPs on Ian in this au, but lemme just say that there's some fun stuff I'll be adding in another ask to add to the DRAMA

[deedala]

Colorwheel Timestamp Roulette ⇆ 07x12: Requiem for a Slut ↳Gold + 12 for @sickness-health-all-that-shit

[lingy910y]

Weekly Tag Wednesday

tagged by @creepkinginc, @michellemisfit, @energievie, and @iansw0rld

name: ling

age: 17

location (globally): ny

location (physically): on the carpet of a classroom when the kids are supposed to nap smh

favorite food to eat: shrimp rice rolls

favorite food to cook: scrambled eggs

will you be attending @/too-schoolforcool’s ☀️ kitchen shenanigans 🍴 with cherry on the 6th july? i’m not in the server

(Check @/gallavich-fic-club’s lesson plan for details here)

what’s your zodiac: virgo

will you be attending @/heymacy’s ☀️ astrology 101: more than just your sun sign ☀️ lecture on the 13th july? see above

now let predictive text complete each sentence for you after the 💭

my age is 💭 so high but not good enough (🙂)

my favorite animal is 💭 i and the black dog (I HOPE IT’S SHITTY IN THE— *gets shot*)

i love to cook 💭 with my family (🤨)

i love to eat 💭 and eat breakfast and eat at the house (ok yes)

i have a lot of ideas about 💭 for the first time in the world (WOW)

i have no clue 💭 how long i will take to get out (WTF)

my dream career is 💭 to be a normal person for a while (💀)

my favorite character on shameless 💭 is a cute little boy (i mean, yeah)

debbie gallagher is 💭 a new one for the next couple (um)

carl gallagher is 💭 a good thing for you guys (sure)

mandy milkovich is 💭 too much of a mess (wow)

mickey milkovich is 💭 a good thing to have for him (🥹)

ian gallagher is 💭 a good thing to do with the kids (yes)

gallavich means 💭 to me you can only imagine how much i would love (true, but i thought “means” was “is” and the autocorrect for that was “gallavich is in my room and i need help” 😨)

to me ian and mickey are 💭 on the internet so they can be there in a little bit (my fic???)

i wish anyone who reads this to 💭 but not even if they are just talking about the same thing (???)

tagging @deedala, @burninface, @doshiart, @sgtmickeyslaughter, and @jademickian

[lupeloto]

masterlist

mickey milkovich/ian gallagher

  ⇢ west side sun (completed)

mickey still isn’t so sure about their new residency on the west side, but does all he can to make him feel comfortable, make feel home.

      ➛ one shot, season 11, domestic fluff, ian gallagher loves mickey milkovich

⇢ nothin’ bad  (completed)

a post "I gotta worry, you're my husband" 11x04 deleted scene where ian and mickey actually talk about what Ian is feeling. that is, after getting slightly distracted by how good the other looks in their uniforms.

      ➛ one shot, 11x04 fix-it, domestic fluff/bliss, light angst, (super) mild smut,  bipolar ian gallagher

 ⇢ beautiful fucking fire  (completed)

mandy and fiona come to mickey and ian’s wedding. mandy and mickey share a moment while ian and fiona do the same.

      ➛ 10x12 fix-it, fluff, family feels, good sibling fiona gallagher, good sibling mandy milkovich, 

⇢ a lot (completed)

a 7x11 fill-in one-shot of ian's thoughts the night mickey asked him, “you ever think about me…when i was in the joint?”

      ➛ one shot, 7x11 fill-in, angst, canon compliant, hurt no comfort

⇢ this whole “birthday” thing (completed)

mickey “doesn’t do” birthdays. ian and the gallaghers think that’s bullshit, so they throw him a party. ian has a few additional tricks up his sleeve for his husband’s big day;)

      ➛ fluff, fluff and smut, mild smut, married ian gallagher/mickey milkovich, season/series 11

⇢ double date (completed)

mickey and ian go on a double date with debbie and sandy. mickey talks shit, but enjoys it anyway.

      ➛ fluff, domestic fluff, domestic bliss, sandy milkovich/debbie gallagher

⇢  weird strawberry fetish (completed)

that “expensive strawberry shit” really was worth it after all.

       ➛ fluff, domestic bliss, domestic fluff, post series/season 11

⇢  michellan star pizza rolls

ian recreates their first date.

     ➛ fluff, domestic bliss, domestic fluff, post series/season 11

⇢ mother-hen mode

11x08 fix-it where ian takes care of mickey

➛ fluff, angst, domestic bliss, emotional hurt/comfort

⇢ pretty, huh?

ian thinks mickey is pretty. everybody knows it.

➛ fluff, domestic bliss, one-shot

⇢ finding out

mickey finds out just how much ian asked about him while he was in juvy

➛ fluff, different scenarios (past and present), domestic bliss

all can be found here in my ao3 (moonlight0709) !

collection of my galladrables:

here is where you can find a collection of all the galladrabbles i have done!

[lovergirly]

Lip gallagher x reader

So, I’m back! I love Lip. He’s hands down one of the best written characters. I have a whole story I want to set up with Lip and this Rich reader where they are polar opposites. I’m not proud of this, but this might be a little snippet of what it’s like after they’re already in an established relationship. but please help me come up with ideas for this!!! send in requests or messages or anything to help me come up with ideas!!

“have fun at cheer practice y/n!”

“I will mom, but i’m sleeping at katie’s house afterwards”

“that’s fine, see you tomorrow!”

You weren’t really going to cheer practice. In fact, you were going to your boyfriends house to stay the night. You see, you come from a wealthy side of town, and if your parents found out you were hanging out with the Gallagher kids… you don’t even want to know. You get into your expensive car and slowly make you way to the poorer side of chicago. On the way there you decide to walk into the Kash And Grab to grab a pack of cigarettes and a bottle for tonight.

“Hi Ian! You getting off work soon?”

“Hi y/n, i’ll be out soon! better save me some of that bottle.”

“you know it. want me to drive you home?”

he thinks about it for a second than concludes, “I’m okay, I’ll let you and Lip do your thing before I get home,” he says with a giggle.

You laugh as he rings up your stuff.

“i’ll save you a few shots when you get back.”

Pulling up to the Gallaghers, you felt at home. you walk in without knocking and immediately you’re invited to the chaos. V and Fi are screaming to each other about how they need to go to another club, Debbie and Carl and arguing, and Liam is just running around scribbling on some walls.

“hey guys”

you hear a chorus of “Y/NS” and you promise to talk to them as soon as you see Lip and get settled in. You go upstairs to the boys shared room and knock.

“you don’t have to knock y/n I know it’s you.”

you step in the room and see your boyfriend sitting at a small desk with a blunt in his mouth and pencil in hand, scribbling down answers to homework.

“watcha doingg?”

“this football players homework. said he’d give me $50 to write this essay for him.”

“well how about you rest on that for tonight because look what I got!” you flash him your bottle and cigarettes as he smiles and pulls you in for a quick hug and kiss.

“ugh I missed you baby. how was your day?”

“good! I went to the mall with hannah then I came here. do you like my new skirt?” you start shaking your ass a little as he goes to slap it.

“it’s hot for sure.”

eventually you and Lip settle in and you’re both pouring shots for each other while sharing a blunt. You’ve never been happier. Lip is able to make even the smallest things romantic. even while you can hear his family screaming about this that and the other downstairs. even when you’re in a shitty romeo and juliet like situation. even when everyone is rooting against you. you love him and he loves you.

[blue-disco-lights]

Galladrabbles: Truth & Lies cont’d

Since my first @galladrabbles this week was all sad Season 1 feels, I’ve chosen to lighten things up. Same great prompt by @grumble-fish - we fast forward in time…

If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything

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“Never have I ever … had sex in public,” Carl says, smirking.

Every member of the Gallagher household takes a shot. Tonight it’s tequila. This is their family game night, they’re adults now OK?

“That one was too easy. Never have I ever… stolen shit from work.” Debbie’s just trying to get everyone wasted. Shot.

Tami’s over it, ready to get way more personal. “Never have I ever… had a giant secret teen crush on a neighbor.”

Ian glares at his husband. “Just tell the truth, you can’t keep your lies straight anymore.”

Mickey glares back and downs his shot.