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ruewrote · 1 year

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PAIRING: carl gallagher x fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: angst? mostly fluff SONG INSPIRATION: there for you by martin garrix WORD COUNT: 748

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it had been well past dark when you got the call. carl’s words coming out frantic and rushed. this would happen on occasion, he felt the most comfort talking to you about his problems, thoughts and feelings.

as of late he had been drifting from you doing god knows what, whatever it was — it distanced the two of you. it hurt you, cut deep.

you were always connected at the hip ever since you had started high school. carl had taken an interest in you almost instantly, it started with him sitting at the other end of your empty table at lunch, a greeting of a small nod, turned into a wave and more.

it wasn’t hard to fall in love with carl, whatsoever.

it made it easier as he’d make sure no one messed with you in school,

as he’d walk you home to make sure you were safe even though you lived down the street from him.

even helped him with studies after juvie.

you wrote him every single day, not knowing if he would write back or even care.

he did.

he’d never let you know but he had saved each and every note that you sent to him in a little box under his bed, carl knew no one would ever go under there so it was his little secret.

fiona was beyond grateful for you. not just for looking out for carl, but for when you’d offer to babysit liam or help out with some chores around the house.

you were basically part of the family. being there every single time monica decided to turn up and do a shitty job of parenting then flunk off when it didn’t go to plan.

holding carl as he cried in your arms everytime, until the day when she passed and it was time where he had to finally come to terms with it all.

the point is, you had been through a lot with him so whenever you’d get a call no matter what time or day you’d pick up.

this had been one of those times.

“i-i’m sorry for calling, i k-know that i’ve not been in touch lately and i was so stupid for not c-calling you sooner — b-but i need you.”

with that said you ended the call, throwing on your slippers — crawling out of your window and making a run for the gallagher's front door.

you didn't care about the chance of someone seeing you running down the street in your pyjamas not like it'd be the weirdest anyone would see around here.

sliding to a stop as you arrived at the house, he was sat on the bottom step, head in his hands.

"oh carl..."

gasping as you saw the stitches in his forehead, instantly running over and grasping his face in your hands checking him over asking him a thousand questions at once.

but stopping mid sentence when you notice the tear stains on his cheeks - as his bottom lip wobbled at the familiarity of it all.

"im s-sorry for calling you so late-" his apologies were cut short as you pulled him into a hug. he sobbed into your shoulder, eyes tearing up as you feel him collapse into your touch.

sitting down where he had sat previously not letting go of him in the process.

carl's hands dug into the soft material of your shirt as his sobs turned to sniffles.

he pulled away just enough so you could see his face, letting you gently wipe away his tears.

“do you want to talk about it?” the only response you got was a shaken head.

“well if it helps i’ve missed your dumbass.” punching his arm lightly before leaning into his side, listening to the sound of your light breathing and dogs barking in the distance.

“'missed you too, it’s been too long since i last saw you.” you just gave him a slight nod as the sadness takes over you and a frown replaces your smile.

you and carl decided to make your way to 7/11 to get slushies, catching up as you walked home hand-in-hand, bumping each others shoulders as you walked down the path to your house.

slipping back into your window, bundling up under the covers.

carl laying on your chest, you stroking his hair lulling the both of you into a deep sleep.

you’d decided that you wouldn't let time come between the pair of you again.

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cloveswifey · 1 year

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Her

Parings: lip Gallagher x fem!Reader

Type: Angst

Warnings: Lip Being a bad boyfriend, Karen (a huge warning), mentions of family drama, financial struggles, first time, first kiss, begging, crying, swearing, break up

Words: 0.7k

Lip Gallagher and y/n had been together for two years, and they were each other's firsts. They had been through a lot together, including family drama, financial struggles, and personal challenges. But through it all, they had remained devoted to each other.

However, lately things had started to change. Lip had been spending more and more time with Karen, an old flame who had re-entered his life. At first, y/n didn't mind - she trusted Lip and knew he would never cheat on her. But as time went on, it became clear that something was wrong. Lip was missing dates with y/n, forgetting important events, and seemed distant and preoccupied when they were together.

Y/n tried to talk to Lip about it, but he brushed her off. "It's nothing, babe," he would say. "Just work stuff." But y/n could tell there was more to it than that. She could see the way he looked at Karen, the way he talked about her, the way he always seemed to make time for her no matter what.

Finally, y/n decided enough was enough. She confronted Lip one night, after he had missed yet another date with her. "What's going on, Lip?" she demanded. "Why are you always with Karen? Don't you care about me anymore?"

Y/N's sudden outburst caught Lip off guard. He was taken aback and muttered, "What the fuck are you talking about?" He chuckled lightly as he thought the girl was joking, but that smile soon wiped off his face.

"I mean, you keep missing out on our dates, Lip. That's what I am fucking talking about," Y/N spat, her anger spilling over. "And for what? Her! To be with your ex-girlfriend!" She scoffed at the thought.

He hadn't realized how much he had been neglecting her, how much he had been taking her for granted. Guilt flooded over him, and he struggled to find the right words to say.

"I'm sorry, y/n," he said finally. "I didn't mean to hurt you. It's just that”he paused, “Karen and I have a history, you know? We were together for a long time, and she helped me through some tough times. I can't just forget about her."

Y/n felt a surge of anger and hurt. "So that's it? You're just going to fucking choose her over me? Once again! After everything we've fucking been through?"

Lip shook his head. "No, that's not what I'm saying. I love you, baby. You know that. But I can't just ignore my past, either. Karen is important to me, too."

Y/n sighed. She knew Lip was right - he couldn't just cut Karen out of his life completely. But it still hurt to feel like she was second best, like Lip had forgotten about their relationship.

For the next few weeks, y/n and Lip tried to work things out. They went to couples therapy, talked through their feelings, and tried to find a compromise. But it was hard. Y/n couldn't shake the feeling that Lip didn't really care about her anymore, that he wasjust going through the motions to keep her happy.

Finally, one night, y/n had had enough. "I can't do this anymore," she told Lip. "I love you, but I can't keep feeling like I'm competing with Karen for your attention. It's not fair to me."

Lip was devastated. He knew he had messed up, but he didn't want to lose y/n. "Please, y/n," he begged. "Don't leave me. We can fix this. I'll do whatever it takes." He cried, “please baby.”

But y/n shook her head. "I'm sorry, Lip. I just don't think we can make this work anymore. Maybe someday we can be friends, but right now...I need to move on."

And with that, y/n walked away from Lip, leaving him alone and confused. He knew he had made a mistake, but he didn't know how to fix it. All he could do was hope that someday, y/n would forgive him and they could try again.

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fandomout · 2 years

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Idk if you take requests right now but this one is for Carl Gallagher:

Y/N gets beaten up by her Dad. That’s why she stayed at Carls house. At first they’re just good friends but after a while they fell in love with each other and Carl gets more and more protective about Y/N.

Warning-Abuse, Domestic Violence

Carl X Reader - Carl will protect you at all costs

This one is a little longer. Sorry for the wait. Also, those who have requested I am already starting to work on those. Don't worry, I will get those out eventually.

Although it was any other day, Y/N was usually safe when it was time to eat. Well, she thought she was.

Her dad ordered pizza and called her to come down to the kitchen. She was quick to pick up a slice and was about to start eating when her dad banged his hands down on the table. Y/N jumped up and stood on her feet.

“Y/N, they forgot our fucking bread sticks!”

“Dad, I-”

“I should get what I paid for! Call them back!”

“I don’t think they’ll come back even if they had them at all.”

Her dad looked at his receipt before throwing the phone at her, and it hit her chest, and he stated, “Call them back. I’ll have what I ordered.” She nodded and replied, “I-Okay.”

As she was on the phone, she was quick to understand that her dad wasn’t going to get everything he wanted that day. Y/N put down the phone with a shaky hand. She’s about to make a break for it until there’s her dad’s right hook coming her way. It was something she never really got used to; however, something was different that night as she saw her dad coming back around. Instead of running or taking it like usual, she found none other than Carl's movements and voice in her head as she instivielvy shot her leg out to kick him, which knocked him back. Her legs moved before her thoughts could because her body knew to get out of there.

Although out of danger, she was struggling to feel alright as she made her way to Carl’s house; however, she doubted Carl would want to talk to her anyway. They’ve been some distance apart from each other due to her father. Her dad didn’t like Carl around her, and she was keeping her distance to get in the good graces of her father, so he’d let her go out again. Regardless, she only felt safe to go to one place.

Carl opened the door, and her face came into the light. A bruise formed on her cheek.

She admitted, “Carl-I-I’m sorry I haven’t been seeing you. I don’t even know if you want to see me right now?”

“Who the fuck did that?!” It’s his initial reaction, but he notices her step back from him; it caused him to calm himself. The next time he speaks, he softly says, “Sorry.” She nods at him. “I don’t care about that alright. You're hurt. Come inside.”

When they get inside, they get to Carl’s room. Carl wraps as many blankets as he can find around her as it was a cold and dark night by then.

Suddenly, he notes,“So, this is why you’ve been avoiding me.” “Avoiding? No…umm, my Dad wouldn’t let me see you.”

“What is that fuckery? I have never done anything to him or you.” Y/N can’t help laughing at the words, but she is quick to try and cover it up with her hand. He removes her hand and admits, “Hey, you never have to hide yourself from me in any way. Now, who did this? Not going to lie to you. When I find them, I’m powning some ass.”

”Carl, just leave it.”

“You shouldn't have to. The other person didn’t leave it.”

“It was my Dad...”

“So, he doens’t get a fucking pass.”

“No-I-Just…” She stops speaking, not knowing what to say. It hurts him to see her holding back from him so much and says, “I’m sorry. Look, I can leave it for now. Do you want me to go to your house for some clothes? I’m letting you stay here as long as you need alright.”

“You’re really going to let me stay here? Just like that?”

“Don’t ask dumb questions. You're my best friend.”

“I-Right. For now, I’m good. Maybe tomorrow.”

“Hungry?”

“Not really?” Her stomach protested her words right after.

“Y/N…”

“I’m just digesting.”

“Am I going to have to shove the pizza I’m going to order down your throat?”

“Carl.”

“Y/N.” He copied as they whined; then, they both laughed out.

“Fine. I’ll let you eat. You better know my order.”

“Yeah.yeah.”

After eating, the sleepiness hit, and she couldn’t help yawn. Carl handed her the biggest shirt she’d ever seen.

She quickly asked, “What is this?”

“I want you to be comfortable.”

“I-Thanks.”

“No problem. I’ll let you change.” Carl stepped out of the room. They sat in the room feeling out of place like it was the first time. Y/N sighed before quickly changing into the long over sized shirt. Carl knocked on the door hollering, “You done?”

“Yeah.” He came in and handed her a toothbrush before saying, “You lucky that was the last one.” Y/N nods and brushes their teeth before heading back into the room.

Immediately, Carl voiced, “Now, pick a side of the bed.” Y/N choose the wall as it would be less bothersome for him. Surprisingly, even after the night she had, she was able to find sleep.

Some time during the night, she turned toward Carl and ended up grabbing on his shirt roughly, which woke him up. He looked over to see her breathing heavy with a grimace on her face. He shook her awake, and she jolted into a sitting position. He grabbed her shoulder and cooed, “It’s okay.”

“But…My dad…” He patted her hair softly and slowly coaxed her into laying back down with him. Her breathing slowly slowly, and he commented, “Y/N, I won't let him hurt you ever again. If I can help it, you wont get hurt again.” At the time, they didn’t realize how far he took those words.

Y/N had stayed there for a good while after that. They’d already gotten their clothes from their house with the help of Carl and his family.

Then, Y/N was quickly to find an okay job, and Carl would watch over them there. In fact, he looked after Y/N just about everywhere they went. Y/N had noticed it, but it went too far one day at school.

As it was, it seemed Carl wouldn't let any boys near Y/N. However, one day Carl was called to the office towards the end of class, and Y/N was left waiting in the halls for him. Y/N was sitting on the bench near the office when someone sat next to them. Y/N looked to see it was just a boy in one of their classes. He smiled at Y/N, and Y/N gave one back.

He spoke out to say, “Y/N, right?”

“Yeah. What’s up?”

“I just realized I can’t help looking at you in class.”

Y/N gave him a weird look and answered, “Okay?”

“You’re pretty good looking. Are you dating anyone?”

”I do not, but-”

She couldn't help thinking of Carl. Even if they could never be, she can’t just date when her heart isn’t in it.”

“Would you like to go on a date? I can make it worth your while.” His hand just touches a strand of her hair before Carl tackles him to the ground. Carl’s fist raising and hitting him in the face. Y/N left dumbfounded, but she was quick to pull Carl roughly off of the guy and dragged him outside the building before he got into even more trouble.

Y/N shoved him all the way to the back of the school building.

“Carl, what the hell?”

“What do you mean!? He puts his hands on you!”

“He touched like one piece of my hair, and you went psycho over that.”

“I’m just protecting you!”

“Well stop!” He was taken aback by the tone. Y/N closed their eyes before muttering, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I’m just mad…not at you…at me.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I didn’t mean to do this. I’m sorry.”

“Do what?”

“Burden you like this.”

“What?”

“Now, you're constantly worrying about me.”

“Don’t apologize. I just want you to be okay, and I mean by all means necessary.”

“Carl, you don’t have to. I am really grateful for these past few months. I’ve felt so free and safe, which is why I’m able to admit that I can’t do this to you anymore and I’m going.” Y/N goes to walk away, but Carl goes right in front of them.

“I do have to. I have a duty as your friend but now the stakes are even higher because…I like you know…actually I love you.” He grabbed their cheek gently and leaned in before pecking their lips. Softly, he said, “I know I’ve been really protective lately. I couldn’t help it. I made you a promise to make sure you weren’t hurt again...”

“Carl-”

“I know I’m not the easiest person to deal with, but you’ve stayed there at my side. How could I not have gotten these feelings sooner? Either way, the feelings are here now. I don’t want to keep creeps away from you as friends anymore. I want to care for you deeper, but I just don’t know if you want that.”

“Carl…I love you too. I just didn’t think you felt the same way.”

“Well, it’s settled. You're not going anywhere, and we can be together…Right?”

“Right.” He smiled widely before pulling Y/N into a firm hug. Y/N's hand touching his hair. He gave them a small space before they kissed again; however, Y/N were able to put their all this time as they kissed back.

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haileygarciasunshine · 2 years

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A Very Merry Gallagher Christmas Sneak Peek

Pairing: Carl Gallagher x GN!Reader

Written / Started: September 27th, 2022

Summary: The Gallagher clan decide to give Carl a little push to act on his feelings for his best friends.

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Walking down the street, the brisk wind enveloped you. Bitterness with a warning of snow, swirled around your freezing body. A violent shiver wrecked through your body. Decidedly, you sped up your normally short walk to the Gallagher house, but today it seemed like the longest walk of your life. Jack Frost began nipping at your nose, just as you reached their house. A relieved sigh quickly passed through your lips. Jogging up the porch stairs, you didn't have to knock before the door swung open and firm hands grasped, your jacket gently yanking you inside. They kept one hand firmly grasping your jacket, while they hurriedly shut the door.

"Y/N, are you crazy? It's freezing outside! You could've gotten frost bite!" Carl began with a slight panic in his voice. Without waiting for a response, he unzipped your jacket, throwing it on the nearest chair. He quickly inspected you for any potential frost bite. What took you the most by surprise, was when he gently held your cheeks in his hands angling your face up to him. A silent gasp fell from your lips. As you were watching him examine your face, you noticed a softer more concern expression upon his features. An expression you've only ever seen him give to girls he was dating. Squeezing your eyes shut, you attempted to shake the thoughts from your mind. Taking a deep breath, you attempted to calm yourself. The feeling of thumbs gently rubbing along your cheeks broke you out of your trace.

"You okay?" Carl asked softly, almost as if he was afraid you'd break.

Letting out a soft hum, you gave a slight nod. All the while Carl continued holding your face in his hands, giving you a gentle expression.

Before either of you could respond again, Debbie came bounding down the stairs. "Hey, Carl-" She halted her question. "Am...I interrupting something?" She questioned with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. Her teasing was evident.

Groaning, you rolled your eyes, taking Carl's wrists in your hands and gently pulling them away from your face. It wasn't until that moment you realized just how close you were. Your chests brushed softly against each others.

"Uh, no Debs, you're not." You cleared your throat.

Debbie held her raised eyebrow. "You sure, cause it looked like-"

"We're good Debs." Carl sighed while chiming in.

Carl took a step back, causing you to frown. You immediately missed the warmth and softness that radiated from Carl when you were together in close proximity.

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anathemaloren · 2 years

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In the end...

Carl GallagherxGirlfriend!reader

Requested?: yes

Request: Heyy! Could you please do a Carl Gallagher X Girlfriend!reader like maybe angsty and fluffy. Like in the last season or something (where carl is a cop) and they have been together since he came out of juvie and now they find out she‘s pregnant? Thank you so much! - requested by anon

Summary: A visit through the relationship of Carl and y/n, since they met at 14 until the biggest and best surprise of their lives.

Warnings: cursing (not much honestly); ANGST; death (mentioned); like, one fight; pregnancy; slight mentions of Carl's shitty life honestly.

Words: 1889

A/N: Thank you so much, lovely person. I'll try my best to meet your expectations. I'm not English, so there might be some mistakes. And. I also haven't seen the whole series YET, but I searched the whole Internet so I hope this is accurate, even tho I changed a bit the request to be a few years after the last season bc our boy Carl was 19 at the last season and, well... keep reading. Not proofread, tho. Enjoy! - Thema.

She doesn’t really know how or why she fell for him. It made absolutely no sense. Really. No sense at all. I could sound a bit rude, but in the end it was kinda true.

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They had met when they were 14. He was fresh out of juvie, with his “White Boy Carl” shit that she found absolutely stupid. He wasn’t a big fan of her. Carl used to say that “she’s just a chick who thinks she’s better than anyone just because she’s fucking perfect”. They were 14 and despised each other.

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But at 15, poor Carl and poor y/n got paired for a project. At that project, they discovered that they worked pretty well together. They became very good friends and basically each other’s confident. Their friendship was a safe space. One night they told each other everything they thought the other needed to know.

Carl told her about his huge family and all of the shit he had with his father. He told her about juvie and explained to her the “White Boy Carl” phase and why and how it ended. He told her his problems with Dominique and all the shit he had gone through those past years.

Y/n told him about all her problems, all her dreams, her ambitions, her family, her friends. Carl listened to her, mesmerized. He fell in love harder that night than ever.

After going out together a few times and Carl asking for advice to almost his entire family (he asked Lip, Fiona, Debbie and even Ian) he kissed her. It was nothing too big for any of them individually, but it felt like the best kiss of their lives anyways.

They started dating that week and never let go of each other. They were attached by the hip. He was sweet and caring with her and all of his siblings catched him daydreaming about her more than once.

After a few months dating, Carl thought it was moment for his family to meet y/n. He had met y/n parents a few weeks before and they adored him. His family was a mess, so that was kinda the final test for y/n. But all of his siblings were absolutely enchanted by her, just like him, and loved her instantly. She especially got along with Ian and Liam, and shared Fiona’s efforts for Carl’s wellbeing.

When Monica died, y/n was the one who had to tell Carl. She was of course invited to the funeral. She could swear she had never attended a funeral so… special. They laughed, danced and enjoyed their time together as a family in a weird way. After Carl went with Frank, he immediately went with y/n. They promised to be each other's anchors that day.

When Carl went to military school, Carl’s family supported y/n, and vice versa. She hung out with Lip and Ian sometimes; she went with Liam to the park, or the cinema, or wherever he wanted to go; helped with the groceries or the cleaning or whatever they needed; she helped with Frank kicking him out of the house when necessary; and she had diner with the Gallaghers, Kev, V and the twins, who she also babysat sometimes.

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Fast forward to when they were 18. They both graduated and they also celebrated the fact that they had been together for 3 years, and, in Carl’s words, “that’s like 10 years for a Gallagher in a relationship”. So they decided to take the next step. He searched for a job while she started studying Periodism, which was her dream since she was little. They determined that they were going to live together. Since they had no money, they started living together at the Gallagher’s house. She also started working and tried to get as much money as she could to the household, but the biggest help she offered was helping with all the kids. She spent whole nights helping Liam with school, she played with Kev and V’s twins and she also took care of Franny and Freddie when needed. She actually didn't care at all, as she loved being with kids and was actually pretty good at it.

The change was probably the hardest challenge of their relationship. They fought, and they screamed. They said very ugly things about each other.

“I don’t need you here if you’re just going to be an ungrateful bitch” he said to her during one of their arguments.

“I won’t stay either if you think I’m just an ungrateful bitch. You know very well that I do everything, EVERYTHING I can do to help your fucking family and you’re here all mighty telling me what? That I don’t do shit? After helping Liam with a project until 2 am last night? After having changed more diapers than the rest of this family? After giving every fucking penny I gain to YOUR family? Are you seriously in any position to say anything to me?” She replied with silent tears running down her face.

“…I’m sorry” He said after a few long seconds of silence. He got close to her and hugged her stronger than ever. They cried together promising each other never arguing like that again.

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After a lot of effort and a VERY big amount of fights, kisses and a lot of shared love, Carl and y/n were attending Ian and Mickey’s wedding. They both cried during the whole thing, and they truly thought that they had the best brother-in-law in the world. They smiled until their cheeks hurted and Carl knew at that moment that the woman that was hugging his brother and husband with more strength than she had ever shown was going to be by his side forever.

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2020 was a very challenging year for everyone. But it was also one of the happiest for the pair. Carl started at the police academy and became a cop. Y/n said after the ceremony “who would’ve guessed that” and he realized that he was the luckiest man alive for being able to keep her by his side all of those years.

2020 was also the year that they decided to move out of the family house. They loved all the Gallaghers, but they definitely needed a place just for them. They found a shitty flat very cheap and made it their home.

While y/n kept studying, Carl planned proposing to her. He had been saving for a while, and he had enough money to buy her a decent ring.

He proposed in August, not wanting to wait anymore. He got on one knee while they were at the roof of the building, where he had put lights and made everything perfect just for her. She was shocked and lasted a while in answering, a thing that scared Carl out of his mind. He knew that they were only 19 and she maybe wanted to be legally single for a few more years. But then she smiled as brightly as the sun and said yes.

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Their wedding was a very little event when they were 20. Only family. Unlike at Ian's wedding, Fiona did attend. Y/n looked beautiful and Carl felt like he was getting married to an angel. Everything was very cheap and intimate, but they wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

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After little more than one year of being married, y/n discovered a very big thing. She was pregnant and very. She couldn’t understand how she had missed the signs. She was almost 2 months and a half pregnant, or so had the doctor said.

She immediately went to see Ian and Mickey after her appointment, wanting to see someone of her husband’s family without her husband knowing anything about the pregnancy. She was scared out of her mind, not knowing if Carl would want the kid. She knew that he would want them, having said that he wanted to have a family with her.

But, what if he didn’t want them now? Or what if they couldn’t? They didn’t have that much money. Or maybe they weren’t prepared. Was she prepared to have kids with Carl?

Ian and Mickey advised her that she had to tell him. So y/n started preparing how she would tell him.

She wanted to proceed carefully, so she didn’t do anything big. Enough for him to be surprised but not as much for him to feel pressured.

When he arrived home that night, y/n was about to vomit, or scream, or cry, or something in between.

She got up from the couch and went to greet him with a kiss, like everyday. Carl also made the bad joke he did everyday. “Look what we have here. Is your husband around, hottie?”. She did her routine roll of eyes. She smiled and kissed him again.

“I have a surprise for you” she said, dragging him to the kitchen.

“You do?” he asked.

Y/n felt Carl’s eyes through her whole body. “Not in that way, asshole”.

He laughed defeated. They arrived to the kitchen and y/n handed him a little box. He raised an eyebrow seeing her very nervous, biting her inside cheek.

“You ok?” he asked concerned.

“Open the fucking box, I’m struggling here” she said, now biting her nails.

He decided to open the box to see what had his wife so nervous. The only thing he saw was a pacifier. He didn’t understand at first, looking to y/n and back to the pacifier a few times.

Y/n took a positive pregnancy test off her pocket and placed it on the kitchen counter. Carl then looked at the test, then to her and back to the pacifier.

Anxious, y/n said “do you need me to spell it out for you or are you getting the fucking hints?”.

He smiled a bit looking at his wife again. “Is this true?”

“Of course it is true!” y/n answered, getting impatient.

“This is not a joke, right?” he said with glossy eyes.

“Why on Earth would I make a joke like this one?” she said, getting close to him.

She placed her hands on his cheeks to wipe the tears that were already escaping his eyes.

He finally snapped out of his long trance and wrapped his arms around her waist, raising her a bit from the floor, kissing her entire face and saying “I love you” again and again.

“Carl!” she exclaimed, a bit surprised by the sudden burst of energy.

“Sorry! Sorry! That’s probably not good for the baby, right? I never- Sorry. How far along are you? Can we-” he started rumbling before she stopped him.

“God, you’re going to be an amazing father, aren’t you?” she said, completely amazed by her husband.

“We’re going to be pretty cool parents, that’s true” he said, giggling like a little kid, hugging y/n tight once again, making her laugh heartily.

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It didn’t matter that they were completely different, or that she didn’t even know how she fell for her.Because in the end, the only thing that mattered was that they loved each other more than they loved anyone in the entire world. Except maybe that little human that was going to change their life forever completely.

A/N: Well, I know this was not exactly what was requested, but I tried my best to stuck to it, with a lot of creative liberty. I hadn't wrote that much on a while, so I don't know how to feel about this. Hope you enjoyed it tho!

All the love, A.

#carl gallagher imagine #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher #carl gallagher fluff #carl gallagher x y/n #carl gallagher x you #carl gallagher fanfic

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Overprotective - Yandere!Carl Gallagher x reader

summary: when a Milkovich harasses you, Carl takes things to drastic measures.

disclaimer: reader and Carl are 18+ and this takes place around 11x4.

warning: 18+ readers only! contains pregnancy, verbal & physical assault and verbal descriptions of bodily gore and torture

The last thing you ever expected was for the Milkoviches to move in next door to where you lived with the Gallagher’s, but here you were, living next door to everyone’s least favorite white-supremacist family.

Your husband, Carl, bounded up the steps from your shared basement room, jangling his police belt and halting your train of thought.

“I’m heading to work, see you later babe—” Carl said, kissing you on the forehead.

“—and baby,” he grinned, bending down to lay a kiss on your five-months-pregnant stomach.

“Have a good day at work, sweets! Text me if you need anything,” you called after your husband as he headed towards the front door.

“Be careful today, call the cops if the Milkoviches try to bother you or Liam, okay?” Carl warned, as you nodded. Then he left, in a hurry to catch the bus.

Today was your first day off of work in a while and you had the house to yourself, save for Liam still sleeping upstairs. As far as you knew, Debbie was at work, Frannie at daycare, Lip at his house and Ian with Mickey on a run.

You figured a bit of light cleaning would be therapeutic, then the idea of baking a batch of cookies for your new neighbors couldn’t hurt. Although they had a horrible reputation and you never liked any of them (Mickey and Sandy excluded), you still wanted to be courteous towards them.

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You nervously made your way up the deteriorating Milkovich porch with a warm plate of chocolate chip cookies, counting your blessings and hoping you wouldn’t be murdered on the spot.

Shortly after knocking, the door opened to reveal a dirty, dark-haired man with longer black hair that you’d only seen in passing.

“Hello, welcome to the neighborhood! My name is (y/n), I’m Carl’s wife and I made some cookies for your-“

“C’mon in, sweetie. I gotta thank you properly for these baked goods,” he growled, leering at you.

You took a step back, down the steps, as you felt increasingly uncomfortable.

“No, that’s really okay. I just—“

“—C’mon, I’d love myself some fresh meat. Although not fresh enough, seeing as a Gallagher’s already had his turn. How ‘bout you let me fuck another baby into ‘ya?” He laughed, low and gutturally like he was about to pounce.

You quickly took another step back, not realizing there was a step down behind you. You gasped as the man grabbed you by the arm and pulled you into his chewing-tobacco-and-blood-scented chest.

You gagged and pushed away from the man, not before he was able to squeeze tightly around your right wrist and keep you in his grasp.

“Us Milkoviches like the cops. You better hope it stays that way, or else your new family will just be some rotting corpses in your backyard,” he hissed into your earlobe.

You let out a loud wail, taking him by surprise as he flung you off of him. Your hip crashed into the side of the stairs as you were finally freed from his grasp.

You stumbled away, cookies flung onto the porch as you ran for the front door as quickly as you possibly could. Slamming it behind you, you shrunk to the ground and let out a series of loud sobs. You positioned a cautious hand around your baby bump as your sobs turned into quiet hiccups.

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“Liam, dinner’s ready!” Debbie yelled as you brought the last of the sides to the table. Tonight, you had fixed chicken parmesan with macaroni and cheese and green beans for what would be you, Carl, Liam, Debbie, Frannie, and Sandy. Ian and Mickey were still on a run, and Lip was doing some late-night repairs on a motorcycle.

You took your seat next to Carl as Liam bounded down the stairs and Debbie finished helping Frannie in her chair.

“Thanks for making dinner, babe. How was your day?” Carl asked, grasping your hand under the table. He noticed your hand was shaking slightly, which was unusual for you.

“Uh, it was okay. How was yours?”

Carl was about to respond when Liam spoke up. He had been in his room the whole day, which wasn’t normal, but you had brought him lunch earlier and figured he was just tired from school.

“Okay, we really need to do something about the Milkovich family. They can’t keep terrorizing us like this!” Liam shouted, waving his fork around.

“Is this about the poop on your window again? Because-“ Debbie began, Liam cutting her off again.

“No! It’s what that black-haired idiot did to (y/n) today!”

Your eyes widened, as you hadn’t planned on telling Carl so soon and you didn’t want the rest of the family to know and freak out. It hadn’t even occurred to you that Liam might’ve seen, or heard, everything.

“What happened to (y/n)?!” Carl seethed. You could practically see steam coming from your husband’s ears.

“It was really nothing, I—“

“He grabbed her and touched her, then he said something about giving her another baby. I heard it all from my window. I was about to yell at him when she pushed away and fell,” Liam explained, waving his hands around animatedly.

“He WHAT?! That fucker is dead meat,” Carl threatened, dropping your hand and standing up. He hadn’t changed since he’d gotten home, so he still had his work uniform on. His taser, baton, gun, all strapped to his belt.

“(y/n), I’m so sorry. My brothers-slash-cousins can be such jerks,” Sandy apologized, reaching her hand over to you sympathetically. You couldn’t hear the voices around you, they’d all turned to the sound of ringing in your ears. You almost didn’t notice as Carl left out the back door.

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It was almost one in the morning when Carl returned to the basement, silently stripping off his uniform and rinsing off in the basin.

He climbed under the sheets, naked except for a fresh pair of boxers. As he wrapped his arm around you gently, your body tensed and you sat up quickly.

“What did you do to him?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Carl, I’m not an idiot. you left four hours ago. What took you four hours?”

“(Y/n), I didn’t do anything!”

“Bullshit, Gallagher!”

“You wanna know? Fine! I stole his keys and drove him to an empty warehouse outside the city. I pulled out his fingernails one by one, then I watched him bleed to death. I made him confess everything down to the bruises on your arm. Then, I tossed him in a dumpster and lit the whole thing on fire. Is that all you wanna fucking know? Or should I go on?” Carl yelled, fists clenched at his sides.

He softened when he realized you were shaking and crying again. He reached his hand out gently, and you cowered in response.

“I-I’m scared, Carl.”

“Don’t worry, that asshole is dead and his family won’t mess with us anytime soon.”

“I’m scared of you, Carl! I didn’t think you were capable of something like this!”

“I only did that shit because I love you, and our baby! I want you to feel safe!”

“Well now I’m scared of the person I sleep with every night!”

“Let me hold you.”

“Are you crazy?”

“Just let me hold you, (y/n). It’ll slow down your blood pressure. Lip told me that he held Tami whenever she’d get too frustrated during her pregnancy,” Carl explained.

Maybe you were being too harsh on him. Carl was a Gallagher, after all. Crazy runs in their blood.

“Can you promise to never do anything like that ever again? It’s hard enough for you to be a cop, I can’t have my husband locked up,” you sighed, shaking your head.

“Yes, babe, I promise. Now get under those covers before our baby girl gets cold!” Carl ordered, smiling at how adorable and worried you were.

“You still think it’s a girl?” you grinned, furrowing your eyebrows.

“I really don’t think the world can handle another Gallagher man. Now let’s snuggle,” he laughed, tugging you gently under the covers with him.

“You have a point, Officer Gallagher,” you sighed, melting into his arms once again.

“Goodnight, babe.”

#carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher imagine #yandere carl gallagher x reader #dark!carl gallagher x reader #yandere shameless #dark!shameless #yandere carl gallagher #dark!carl gallagher

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thenerdyfanwriter · 2 years

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pls do a carl gallagher x fem reader where reader is debbie’s friend like a bi reader with love triangle between debby and carl 😭 ❤️❤️❤️❤️💗💗💗💗💗 ty

Love Letters

Word Count: 2,751

Pairings: Debbie Gallagher x fem!Reader, Carl Gallagher x fem!Reader

Synopsis: After years of pinning for Debbie, you give up. But someone new catches your eye.

Warnings: Language, a little angst

A/N: Possible spoilers. I kinda strayed a little from the request. Also I wasn't sure how to end it, If you want a part 2 let me know. Hope you still enjoy it!

Masterlist

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Your Pov

I’ve known the Gallaghers since I was very young. We’ve always been neighbors and I've always thought of them as family. A few years ago, I started developing a crush on my bestfriend, Debbie. At first, I thought it was normal to have these feelings for your best friend.

Around two weeks ago, I decided to do something stupid.

Flashback

Debbie asked me to come over today because she has something to tell me. After I got her text, I decided today was the day I’m going to tell her about my feelings. I texted her back and said I have something to tell her as well.

As I walked up the steps to the Gallagher house, my palms were getting sweaty and my heartbeat was rising.

I walked into the house, going straight to Debbie’s room. When I opened the door to her room, she was laying in bed reading a book on her stomach. I shut the door and cleared my throat. “ Debbie, I'm here. What did you have to tell me?”

I must have scared her because she shot up with wide eyes. “ Holy shit! Don’t scare me like that.” She practically screamed. I walked further into her room and sat on her bed next to her.

“ Sorry, I thought your door slamming shut would have warned you.” I told her. She stood up and walked over to her desk, picking something up. “ Sooo, what did you have to tell me?” I asked.

Debbie walked back over to me with something in her hand. She handed it to me and I looked at it. It was a letter from Carl. “Carl’s coming back from Military School in two weeks. He wanted to make sure you were there.” She told me as I read the letter. “ So, what did you need to talk to me about? “ Debbie asked me.

“Um, well. You have to promise not to laugh or get mad at me.” I said avoiding her gaze. She mumbled an “Ok.”

I felt her sit down on the bed next to me. “ For around two years now, I’ve had a crush on you. I know you don’t like girls, so I just wanted to get it over with.” I felt tears brimming my eyes as I looked at her. She had a funny look on her face.

I got up quickly and started leaving her room. “ Now that I’ve made it weird, I’m going to leave.” Debbie didn’t try to stop me as I left.

Current Time

Carl was coming back from Military School today. I don’t know why he wanted me there, because I honestly didn’t want to be anywhere near Debbie after I embarrassed myself. The party starts at 5 and it’s currently 4:45. I’m dressed to go, but I don’t know if I should.

I stare at myself in the mirror. I’m not wearing anything special, just a t-shirt and jeans with sneakers. Looking over at the clock in my room, I decide I should go, just to welcome Carl back home.

When I reached the Gallagher house, I could already hear people laughing and music playing. I could make out Fiona and Veronica talking. I walked into the house and spotted everyone in the living room.

I walked over to where Fiona and Veronica were sitting on the couch and sat with them. “ Hey Y/n, I haven’t seen you around lately.” Fiona commented when she spotted me.

“Yeah, I’ve been busy with work the past few weeks.” I told her. There was no way I was going to tell her the real reason I wasn’t around. Before she could say anything else, the door opened and Carl walked in.

My eyes widened at how much he changed in a few months. Carl walked inside with his school uniform on and his hair was shorter than before he left for school.

He looked around the room with a huge grin on his face. “I’m home!” He said. Fiona was the first to get up and hug him. He walked farthing into the living room while we all got up to welcome him home.

I walked towards him and gave him a hug while whispering, “ Welcome home Carl.” When we pulled away he had a strange look in his eyes.

“Thank you for being here.” He said.

I told him, “You’re welcome,” and walked away.

An hour has passed and we’re all eating. I’m sitting in the living room with Carl, Debbie and Ian. Debbie keeps glancing at me like she wants to say something. Before she can, Carl starts talking to me.

“So, Y/n. Did you miss me while I was at school?” He asked me. I looked up from my plate to him.

“A little. Probably not as much as your family though.” I said. When I looked at him, I noticed his face had gotten more defined and less kid-like from when he left.

He chuckled at the comment I made. Carl’s voice and laugh had gotten deeper, and I’ll admit, It was a little attractive. Before either of us could say anything else, Debbie started talking.

“Y/n, Can I talk to you upstairs?” Debbie said, already heading up. I sighed while putting my plate down and followed Debbie. She stopped in the middle of the halfway and turned around to face me. “ Do you have a thing for Carl?” She asked.

I stared at her with my eyebrows drawn together. “ No, why?”

“ You guys were all cozy on the couch, so I wanted to know before I told you something.” Debbie said quickly. She inhaled deeply and said, “ I did some experimenting and I think I like girls.”

I stood there stunned and slightly confused.Just two weeks ago, she was getting ready to laugh at me because I had feelings for her. “ I’m glad you're figuring yourself out, but what does that have to do with me?” I ask her.

“I have feelings for you.” Debbie admitted. I was frozen in my spot. “ Please say something Y/n.”

“I-I don’t know what to say. You practically rejected my feelings when I told you I liked you. Now, all of a sudden, you have feelings for me that just showed up out of nowhere just from some experimentation you did with other girls.” I was starting to get angry at her now.

Debbie was frozen from my outburst. I didn’t care though, I was trying to get over my crush on her. I turned around and started walking back down the steps. When I went to sit back down, I noticed Carl was gone. “ Where did Carl go?” I asked Ian, who was still sitting in the chair watching t.v.

Ian looks at me and tells me, “ He left. He was mumbling about how Debbie always ruins stuff or something. I wasn’t really listening.” He went back to watching the t.v.

“Ok, thanks Ian.” I told him. I walked to the kitchen, where Fiona was putting stuff away. “ Hey Fi, I’m gonna head home, I got work early tomorrow.”

Fiona turned her head to look at me with a smile. “ Thanks for coming tonight. Carl really appreciates it.” She said before turning back to what she was doing. I started heading home.

Carl Pov

Neither of them knew I was around the corner listening to them. I can’t believe the girl I’ve had a crush on for three years likes my sister.

When I was away at Military School, I wrote letters to her, but never sent them. I was always too scared of what she would think if her best friend's younger brother had a long standing crush on her.

When I heard Y/n say all that stuff about her crush on Debbie, I got angry and sad. I didn’t stay around long enough to hear what she was saying. I ran out the front door and kept running. I didn’t know where I was going, I just kept running.

After running for about 5 minutes I stopped. My phone buzzed so I took it out of my pocket to check it. It was Y/n.

Hey, just wanted to say welcome home again. A little sad I didn’t get to say bye to you before I went home. Hope you have a good night. -Y/N

She was always so nice to me. I thought my feelings for her were mutual. Apparently I was wrong. I shut my phone off and started to head back home.

As I was walking home, I started thinking. Maybe it would be best if I told Y/n about my crush on her. It wouldn’t do any harm. I know she likes Debbie, so I should just get it over with.

After I got home, I ran up to my room where I had hid all the letters I wrote Y/n. I took the box they were in and went to her house. It was dark out now and no lights were on in her house when I got there.

I sat down on Y/n’s porch and started to think about what I should say. Should I just give her the box of letters and let her read them? Should I not even give her the letters? Do I just tell her about my crush on her straight forward?

I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke up to someone kicking my side. ‘ Wake up Carl!” I knew that voice. That voice was the reason I was here in the first place. “Carl, I’m going to be late for work. Get off my porch.”

I sat up and looked next to me where Y/n was standing. She was in her uniform for work and had a bag on her shoulder. “ I was waiting for you. I need to talk to you about something important.” I told her.

“ I can’t talk right now, Carl. I’ll be late for work and they’ll fire me.” Y/n said.

I sighed and stood up. “ That’s ok. I guess I’ll talk to you later then.” I started walking home but I had a weird feeling in my chest.

Your Pov

Carl looked sad when he left my porch. He was acting strange as well. Maybe it was because he had just woken up.

I couldn’t stop thinking about him on my way to work. Carl seems like a whole new person from before he left for school. He seems kinder. My thoughts kept going to how good he looked last night. I’ve never found Carl attractive, but last night, he sparked something in me. Something I didn’t feel even for Debbie.

About 3 hours into my shift, Carl showed up. “ Y/n, this morning after I left your house, did you see a small wooden box anywhere?” Whenever I moved, Carl also moved. He was following me around the restaurant.

“ No, Carl. I didn’t see anything because I was in a rush. Now can you please let me get back to work?” I turned around and stared at him with an eyebrow raised. I didn’t mean to sound the way I did. It’s just been a rough day.

He dipped his head and said, “ If you find the box, just let me know. Ok?” I nodded my head and he left.

When I got home after work, my dad was sitting in the living room. Normally when I get off work, he's down at the Alibi. I stopped when I saw him.

“Your boyfriend left something on the porch.” He shoved a box at me as he stood from the couch. “I’m going to the Alibi. Don’t call me unless the house is on fire.” He pushed me out of the way and left.

I walked to my room with the box under my arm. After I got dressed, I sat on my bed and opened the box. It was full of letters addressed to me. I opened the letter that was on top. It was dated 2 days ago. As I read it, I felt as though I was invading someone's privacy because whoever wrote the letter was spilling their guts into it like they didn’t expect me to read it.

When I got to the end it was signed. And it was signed by one of the people I’d least expected.

I took the box with the letter still in my hand and ran to the Gallagher house. When I ran inside, I found the person I was looking for sitting on the couch. Carl.

“Is all this true Carl?” I asked with tears brimming my eyes. A million different emotions were running through me. “Do you really have feelings for me?” I could feel tears going down my face.

He stood up from the couch and stared at me with wide eyes. He was frozen. We stood there staring at each other for a few minutes before Fiona got home. “Did you two get into a fight? What’s going on?” She asked, confused as to why I was crying and Carl was standing there like a deer caught in headlights.

“Nothing’s going on Fiona. I was just returning something to Carl.” I told her as I set the box and letter down. I was about to leave when Carl stopped me.

Grabbing my arm, he pulled me back so we were face to face. “ Stay, please. I want to explain what you read.” He didn’t wait for me to answer before he pulled me up to his room. “ You can keep the letters. They were all written for you when I was at school.” He sighed before continuing. “ I developed feelings for you about a year ago, right after I got out of juvie. You were one of the only people there for me and seemed to understand what I was going through.”

I know exactly what he’s talking about. When I was 14, I got into a bit of trouble and spent a few months in juvie. “ Carl, why didn’t you just tell me this when the feelings started?” I asked him.

“ You were always with Debbie. I could never get you alone. I know you like Debbie anyways, that's why I haven’t told you.” Carl seemed to be getting sad. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say to him. My feelings are all over the place. One minute, I have feelings for Debbie, the next I’m finding Carl attractive.

“Carl, I need some time please. Don’t take this as a rejection. I just need to think.” Without waiting for his reply, I leave. Before I exit the house, I take the letter and box.

Carl Pov

It’s been three days since I told Y/n about my feelings for her. I haven’t bothered her because I want her to have space and time to think. Debbie hasn’t been hanging out with her lately either.

It’s close to 2 am when I get a text.

Can you come outside? I have to talk to you. - Y/n

Without missing a beat I run downstairs and open the front door. She’s standing on the sidewalk in front of the house. I close the door and walk over to her. “If you’re going to tell me you don’t have feelings for me, you don’t have to. I honestly expect it.” I told her.

“Carl, you need to learn to not jump to conclusions.” She says. “ I wanted to tell you that I like you too. I read all the letters you wrote and I realized I wasted so much time having a crush on your sister, that I missed what a great person you truly are.” I was surprised at what she said.

I walked up to Y/n and gave her a hug. As I release her from the hug I say, “ I’m speechless. Do you really like me back?” She nodded her head. “Well, would you like to go out tomorrow? Like on a date?” I asked her.

“Sure, Carl. I would love to.” Y/n Said with a smile. I gave her another hug with a giant smile on my face.

With her still in my arms, I lifted her up and took her to my room. “ Stay the night with me please?” I asked as I set her down.

She looked at me with a smile and nodded her head. This may be the best moment of my life.

#shameless imagine #shameless x reader #carl gallagher x reader #debbie gallagher x reader #carl gallagher imagine #carl gallagher fluff #carl gallagher angst #debbie gallagher angst #debbie gallagher fluff

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shameless-girl · 2 years

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You look happier ~ carl Gallagher ~

Requested : yes

Things had changed with y/n and carl , he didn't come over as much or show her much attention lately. He was hardly ever home these days .

" y/n ' debbie called out to the girl everyone knew as Carl's girlfriend " hey Deb, how's things been " y/n as they walked together, Debbie had been staying with Neil recently " it's great living with Neil and he helps with franny.. but he never stops talking " Debbie complained . The pair continued to walk past shops for awhile until Debbie saw carl with another girl " let's go back to the shop with the weird old lady " Debbie said trying to drag y/n with her " wait ... I thought you wanted t.... " y/n started but stopped when her eyes found carl . He was with Dominique again, y/n had only meet her once but carl saw her nearly everyday. He lookes happy , happier then when he was with y/n ... seeing him smile while talking to dominique , made her stop . Everything they had together felt like it wasn't good enough for carl anymore, y/n felt like she wasn't enough for him " I gotta go " y/n whispered to Debbie before running off down the street.

When she got home she went straight to her room and cried, she grabbed all Carl's things and dumped them in a box . She decided she was done , she packed all her stuff and got the late bus without telling her dad .

" y/n ... y/n " her dad called out knocking on her bedroom door the next morning but got no answer, he lightly opened the door to find the room had been cleaned and a box left on the bed with a note to carl .

Her father had given the box to call and told him she was gone , Debbie explained about y/n seeing carl with Dominique. Everyone tired to call the teenagers phone but no answer , they tried every day but no answer. Carl had stopped being friends with Dominique because he wanted his girl back and it was breaking his heart, he left voice-mails every day but no response, he didn't know what to do ' will she ever come back ' .... ' is she safe ' was thoughts he had often.

Truth is she was safe , she was staying with her cousin a few hours away and her dad found out a few days after she left , her dad couldn't tell carl because she didn't want to see him but she listened to every voice-mail ... it broke her heart and she wanted to run back to him but she needed time " you should go to him " her cousin told her and that's what she did .

" carl ... carl ... hello " y/n called out running into the Gallagher house , she gave everyone a fright " y/n " carl grasped jumping off the couch " where were you " he questioned standing in front of her " I'm sorry I left I ... I... thought Dominique was better for you " she replied between the tears and carl wrapped his arms around her " no one will ever be better for me , you are the one for me and I love you " he reassured her and kissed her head " I love you too " y/n replied as they still held onto each other. Carl was so happy to have his girl back

#shameless imagine #carl gallagher imagine #shameless #carl gallagher

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skxllz · 5 months

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“ what're you doing...? ” carl murmured as he came up behind you, arms circling around your waist. his lips met your bare shoulder in a kiss - only to trail up, over the strap of your tank-top until a butterfly kiss brushed across the juncture of your neck and shoulder. his touch was like poetry, unwavery yet smooth as butter.

you smiled, continuing to rub your fingers over the glass of the window. it was raining out, but it was humid; the droplets that pelted against the window turning it foggy. “ drawin’, ” you hummed, eyes beaming in rather child-like manner. you found joy in the littlest of things.

a toothy grin graced the brunette's lips while he stared at you, taking in your joyous features. you were so pretty like that — lit up, eyes sparkly, pretty lips tugged up and bitten down on softly. he couldn't help but admire you. “ mm, ” carl inhaled, only to move his gaze to your finger, watching as you traced a heart into the glass. “ can I join? ”

“ mmm... sure ya’ can. ”

#carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher imagine #carl gallagher #shameless imagine #shameless #shameless us

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kvtie444 · 5 months

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i may or may not have a type….

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #imagine #angst #chris sturniolo x reader #fluff #matt sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #smut #bradley cooper #carl gallagher #shameless #niccolo govender #lorenzo zurzolo

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cloveswifey · 1 year

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Shameless MasterList

Lip Gallagher

Her | Karen has been receiving more attention from Lip lately than his own girlfriend.

Carl Gallagher

None yet

Fiona Gallagher

None yet

If you would you like me to add any specific characters from Shameless please do request!

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fandomout · 2 years

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if u can please write a carl gallagher x fem reader where they’re teenagers working at the same place eg a diner and carl hates everyone there but her trope? tysm 🫶🏼💗💗

I took some inspo from things in my life. It was kinda therapeutic and nice to write this out. Anyway, hope you enjoy.

I am still working on the other requests I have, but they will be written. Lol. Also, MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN.

Carl Gallagher x Female Reader-"Hate everyone but you"

Carl was getting to my he diner late as usual even with the standing goal to get there in time to see her.

He bursts through the door to see that she’d already made it to work. He was in the process of waving at her when their manager bumped into him, and the manager stated, “You’re late.”

Carl shook his head and explained, “Don’t think so. I got here before you. I would call that on time.”

“Oh really? I got something for you.” The manger flicks Carl off with a smile before walking off.

Carl's response was, “Dickhead.“

Carl clocked in and went in to wash the few dishes already in the sink; however, it became clear to him quickly that it was a slow morning.

He looked at the floors and tables spotlessly clean. He thought about how she was the only one that cared enough to do the actual job. Her eyes were quick to find her sitting down and admire her as she sat watching the sun illuminate her. The cashier walked past him, and she commented, “Take a picture. It’ll last longer.”

“Oh shut up. You wish you could be that beautiful.”

The cashier gasped and retorted, “You ass.”

“Hey, I’m the one minding my business; you came up to me.”

“You’re terrible.”

“Well, you're ugly so who won?” He shrugs and laughs slightly at her.

She replied in mutters; however, she was quick to walk away after Carl gave her a taunting wave and the words, “Bye.”

Carl's eyes fall back onto her, and she's rubbing at her eyes softly and blinking aggressively. He looked at the coffee pot on the counter and made his way over. He asks a question he already knows the answer to, “Tired?” He lifts the coffee pot in the air and turns the cup over.

She responds with a small smile to answer, “Yes, actually. Thank you.”

He puts the coffee pot back where it’s supposed to, and he sits in the both across from you. He nervously moved his thumbs back and forth on each other, and he struggled to find words, “So…Umm…” There was a small silence as you finished preparing your coffee how you like and asking, “How did you spend your day off yesterday?”

“Yesterday? Well, just the usual family is crazy. Really nothing much though.“

“Everything okay?” He smiles at the question and nods before asking

“What about you? I mean what do you do for fun.”

“Well, these days I’m not too sure. I actually picked up a shift yesterday actually.”

“Why?”

“They said they needed someone. So I came in.”

“You didn’t have to.”

“I didn’t have anything to do anyway. I actually asked them to switch my schedule, so they don’t have to keep calling me.”

“Your switching days?”

“Yeah. Switching my Wednesday for a Tuesday. It works better that way for me. I can have all day off of nothing.”

“Wow-Well, if your not doing anything-We cou-”

The manager smiles smug as he walks over and states in an upbeat tone, “Carl, get back to the back work. Do your fucking job?”

“You-”

The manager looks at you and says, “Y/N a pleasure. I could just eat you up.“

Carl looks to see how she hunches over. The reaction and situation makes his hands ball up. Quickly, he says, “Fuck off!”

The manager opens his mouth before closing it. He walked off because Carl’s gaze and balled fists sent too many alerts through him. Carl gave a smile to Y/N, which she returned. After that, Carl went back to work to take away from the anger the interaction gave him.

The diner got slightly more busy, so the other dishwasher and Carl were working together to get it down. While Carl was washing some dishes, he overhears the other dishwasher say, “Yesterday was busy. You know Sal doesn’t even do too much work. Even with that, I have too much going on on Tuesdays. I doubt Manger. Fucktard would let me switch.”

Carl finished up his pile and went over and offered to switch Tuesdays. “Really? Man, I thought you were a son of a bitch, but you're alright.”

“Me son of a bitch? Don’t make me regret switching with you now. Mind giving me Thursdays. You can take my Friday.”

“Sure. No problem. I’ll let the boss know.” Carl waved him off with a smile and continued to work. He’d have the same schedule as you for the weeks to come, and he couldn’t wait.

Soon enough, the morning shift was over, and it was time to go. Carl rushed to get ready to go, so he could catch you. You're always too quick and he misses you. Despite the effort not resulting in what he wanted, he still smiled knowing he’d get to see you tomorrow.

It was evening shift this time on that Thursday, and he came in a bit late as he walked toward the dinner. Luckily, you were just getting there too. He smiled and said, “You're not early?”

She shook her head and said, “Night Shift is always worse, so I take my time getting here. Hopefully it ends soon…you don’t work today? Are you covering for someone?” He felt himself warm inside knowing that she did notice him. He could have sworn he answered but only in his head. “Carl?”

“Oh sorry I thought I answered you.”

“Only in your head huh. It’s okay it happens.”

“Actually my schedule changed too.”

“Oh…you didn’t say anything the last time we talked.”

“Oh that?…Manager fucktard interrupted our conversation.”

“Manager fucktard?” She bursted out laughing full heartedly and called his whole body warmed at the sound. He wanted to hear it again; he got what he wanted as he seriously said, “Yeah. Fucktard.”

“Oh that’s good.” He smiled at her and laughed nervously along with her.

They made it to work and the shit show began. Carl actually didn’t realize what he’d gotten himself into. He’s never worked the night shift. Hectic and stressful but he remembered why he did it. Catching glances of her making it worthwhile and filling him with energy. Working even faster at work.

When things were winding down, it all took a turn for the worst. Y/N was stuck with a group of boys to wait on.

Immediately, one commented, “Nice ass.”

Y/N gasped out before trying to play it off and get it over with and questioned, “What can I get you all?”

Another replied, “How about your number?”

“You all need a few minutes. No problem. I’ll be right back.”

“Thanks for the view.” Y/N shook her head heading to her other tables until she went up to her manager, who sat at a counter.

She straight up asked him, “Hey, can you cover the group in the corner?”

“Why?”

“It's difficult because we’re the same age. You’d make it all go a lot quicker.”

“Hun, I could do that… “Really-”

“But, I won’t.”

“What?”

“This work is professional.”

“They really will be here forever if you don’t step in.”

“Dear…Look, you know what?”

“What?”

“I could do it for a price…” His hand starts to make its way on her thigh. Y/N pulls away instantly and walks back over to the table of boys. She puts on her facade and asks once again, “What can I get you?”

“How about some cake?”

“We don’t actually have much dessert. Certainly, not cake.” The group of boys laugh.

Y/N gets all the rage built. It gave her the courage to say, “If you aren’t going to get anything, you have to go.”

“Is that any way to talk to a customer? That’s a bit rude.”

”You’re lucky that’s all you get. You are being more than rude. Also, disgusting, creepy, and straight up pathetic that you have to do this just to get any kind of attention. I’m done with your table.” Y/N goes to walk away before one of the boys grabs her wrist. “Don’t touch-” Y/N doesn’t have to finish the sentence before Carl is jumping over the counter, removing his hand with a strong grip. He tackled the boy to the ground pounding his fists down. The other boys started to get up. Y/N stopped at least two from getting up as she kicked them back into the booth and used her order book to hit anywhere she could. Honestly, those boys never had a chance. Carl was livid for your treatment. Soon the manager was up and pulled Carl off of one of the boys. He pushed Carl toward you and yelled, “You’re Fired Gallagher!” Y/N looked over to Carl before she strides over to the manager not caring about the bodies on the ground and punching the manager square in the face. “Fucktard! I quit! Touching a minor! Watch your children with this one!” Y/N pointed to herself. Carl got his and Y/N’s things before walking out together. The adrenaline ran out and Y/N was left shy. She uttered to Carl, “I’m sorry I got you fired.”

“That? Who cares?”

“What do you mean?”

“It doesn’t matter. Come on, they need people. They’ll call us back. If not, they don’t deserve us. They certainly don’t deserve you.” The words made her shy as she put her hands and looked down to say, “Carl…Ummm. Are you okay?”

“Me? I’m fine. Are you?” He grabbed your hands gently, and you both stopped walking. You stayed silent, and he continued to speak, ”The fact that you have to deal with assholes like that-It’s so fucked. I’m angry for you.”

“Is that why you did that back there?”

“That? I mean yeah…”

“Oh.”

“But, not just that. I don’t know if you noticed I hate everyone there.”

“I’ve noticed. Spouting your swears left and right.”

“I hate everyone but you.”

“I-Thanks?” Carl moved his hands from reviewing your hands to holding them. His breath hitched slightly before he smiled and said, Y/N…I have big feelings for you. It probably doesn’t sound so pretty. Honestly, I’m not that smart. I couldn’t stand the way they treated you in there, and I lost it…Anyway, I’ve been trying to gain so much courage to ask you out, but lose the nerve or get interrupted every time. I’d understand it if you said no, but I really had to ask.”

“You need that much courage just to ask me out even though you just fought all those guys with no fear?”

“Pretty much.”

“I-” Y/N held his hands back before leaning forward and kissing his lips softly. Carl leaned forward trying to catch your lips pulling away as he was fully enveloped in bliss. You laughed at his reaction, and he laughed at himself too. “I-Carl…I hope you realize not anyone just does what you did. I thought you were really cute, don’t worry…You’re not the only one. I’d love to go on a date with you and some other time we can find a job together?”

“As long as my schedule matches yours, I really don’t care where we work. Uh-” He scratches the back of his head softly and asks, “Can I kiss you again? I really liked it. Won’t be able to stop thinking about it if I don’t get at least one more before the end of the day.” You smile and nod as he comes in close.

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Kinktober ⛓️ Day 3

Word Count: 2.5K Paring: Lip Gallagher x Fem!Reader Prompt @kinktober2023: Hate Sex WARNINGS: SMUT 18+ (minors DNI), p-in-v sex, foul language, reader is technically underage

Summary: There is no one that (Y/N) despises more than Philip Gallagher, but having his brother as her best friend forces them in close proximity more than they would like. Or maybe they do?

A/N: This is set some time during season 3 so Lip is around 18 and reader would be 17 since she's contemporary with Ian's age, so do with that what you will.

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“Yo, Ian,” Lip’s voice rang through the house. “You’re girlfriend’s here!”

“Oh, fuck off, Lip,” (Y/N) said as she bumped past him into the Gallagher home. “I know you wish I was here to see you, but I don’t do charity work on Tuesdays.”

“Fuck you, (Y/L/N). You’d be lucky if I was the one you were studying with.”

“Of course, the genius Philip Gallagher that doesn’t even want to go to college,” she snickered, stopping at the rest on the stairs. “I’ll take my chances with my own brain. Thanks.”

“You’ll regret helping Ian with math,” he called as he walked to the front door. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

With an exasperated scoff, (Y/N) walked up the rest of the stairs, clutching her backpack tighter than she should have. She didn’t understand why she and the older Gallagher son didn’t get along. She had a wonderful relationship with everyone else in the family –even Frank was courteous enough with her– but something never clicked with Lip. Every time they were in close proximity, they would bicker and fight until someone else got in the way. It made it especially difficult when (Y/N) came over to spend time with Ian.

She would never say she hated Lip. But the sentiment was close enough that others would notice. Between the terrible side-eyes and the snide comments, being around the two could easily become suffocating. Granted, everyone but them knew what was truly happening. They had met their match in each other but were too stubborn to admit it.

“You ran into Lip, didn’t you?” Ian chuckled as his friend walked into his room. “It’s all over your face.”

“Unfortunately, I did,” she sighed, plopping down next to him on the floor. “But he seemed to be going somewhere, so I didn’t have to talk to him for much.”

“Just long enough to make sure you got annoyed. Perfect mood to study Geometry with you.”

“Fuck you, I’m always a delight.”

“Sure. Until you spend a second with Lip, and then everything goes to shit.”

“Shut up, Ian,” she said, rolling her eyes. “If you want me to help you study, you’ll stop talking about your despicable brother, Phillip.”

Hours passed between textbooks and worksheets, notebooks and loose papers, and somehow the bright afternoon sun had shifted into night. Ian had already gone to bed, tired from a long day of shapes and mathematical equations. Almost everyone in the house had done the same, tucked into bed early, which was a luxury for anyone on the South Side.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) was still wide awake, taking advantage of the tiredness of the family to use up what was left of the hot water. She could have gone home, to her packed house and probably cold water, but she found comfort staying with the Gallaghers. The family was a melting pot of chaos, there were more fights than a WWE ring, and every single day brought a different kind of adventure. Her house had all of that, except the real warmth of a family. And being there made her feel like she was a part of something.

The water ran across her skin, soothing the tight muscles that stiffened her body. The smell of soap filled her nose as she lathered herself, and she was glad that the bar seemed new still. They were small luxuries that she was grateful she could partake in every once in a while. And in the quiet of the night, it was almost peaceful.

Until a sound that did not fit into her spa-like scenario filled the air. From behind the curtain, she could hear a strong stream of liquid falling into the toilet. But she knew she had locked the door —not that it would have worked in that house anyway.

She moved the curtain slightly to reveal Lip standing in front of the toilet. “What the fuck are you doing?” (Y/N) exclaimed, making sure her body was covered. “Can’t you see I’m using the bathroom?”

“You’re in the shower. Toilet was up for grabs.”

“Why couldn’t you have gone downstairs?”

“Because I was already upstairs,” he shrugged, shaking his cock above the toilet as he finished. “Stop gawking, (Y/N). I know it’s impressive, but staring is kind of rude.”

“Fuck you, Lip. I’ve seen better,” she said, closing the curtain to conceal the way her skin was flushing. “I’ve definitely been with better.”

“Keep telling yourself that,” he snickered, turning on the sink. “But we both know the guys you’ve fucked are not exactly Adonises.”

“You’re such an asshole, Lip,” she scoffed. “If you’re gonna be here, at least pass me my towel.”

��Why should I? You can just step out.”

“You’re not seeing me naked, Lip.”

“It’s only fair,” he chuckled. “You saw mine, I get to see yours.”

“Stop being a perv, Lip. I’m not one of those chicks you fuck for fun. I actually have standards.”

“Right, and they’re so high, right?”

“They are.”

“Is that why you fucked Billy Spencer two months ago or lost your v-card with Jesse Suarez in his car? Yeah, those standards are skyscraping high.”

In a fit of rage, (Y/N) ripped the curtain open and sauntered out of the tub, getting as close to Lip as possible. “You don’t get to fucking judge my decisions, Philip,” she spat, jabbing her index finger against his chest. “Who I sleep with or don’t sleep with is none of your business. And you sure as hell are one to talk. Your list is not the most pristine, either. Starting with Karen, for example.”

“Don’t you fucking talk about her,” he said through gritted teeth, pushing back on her as she had. “You don’t talk about her.”

“What? You can dish it out but can’t fucking take it, huh?”

“I can take whatever you fucking throw at me, (Y/N). I ain’t scared of you.”

“Maybe you should be,” she continued. There was almost no space between them. She had him pressed against the wall, their noses almost touching as they heaved in anger. “There is no one else that can put you in your place like I can, and you know it.”

“I don’t need you to put me in my place.”

“Are you sure?”

“You’re so fucking infuriating!”

“Yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?”

Lip’s next move was a surprise to her. She was expecting him to keep yelling or stomp out of the bathroom. Instead, he placed a hand on either side of her face and crashed his lips onto hers. He was all kinds of rough and forceful, clashing teeth and lips together without any care. But somehow, (Y/N) found herself kissing back just as roughly, grabbing onto the lapel of his jacket.

But it wasn’t until she felt the roughness of his hands on the skin of her back that she realized she had jumped out of the shower, naked and still dripping with water. She jumped away from Lip as though his touch was fire and scrambled for her towel, trying her best to cover her body from him.

“Why are you covering yourself now?” he laughed. “I already saw everything, (Y/N).”

“Fuck you, Philip.”

“I was gonna let you,” he grinned. “But it looks like you got performance anxiety. Maybe you’re not as good as guys say.”

“Not that it’s any of your concern, but I’m great in bed,” she argued. “But I would rather do it with someone I actually like.”

“It’s just sex, (Y/N),” he countered. “This is not to fall in love.”

(Y/N) kept quiet for a beat, thinking over the boy’s request. His reputation for being a good lay preceded him, and she would have been lying if she said she had never thought about it. But the fact that his personality was almost revolting made her wonder if it was worth it.

“God, you’re so fucking infuriating,” she said before doing the same thing he had done. “This means nothing. You’re just convenient.”

“Right,” he chuckled against her mouth. “Keep telling yourself that.”

“Oh, shut up already.”

“Make me.”

Her lips did all the answering, molding to his mouth perfectly, their tongues dancing together in perfect symphony. If she had believed in fate and the alignment of the universe, she would have deluded herself into thinking that they were meant to be.

Lip’s clothes were rough against her unclothed skin, the zippers and the fabrics scratching at her body and rubbing the most sensitive parts of her body that were exposed. Warmth pooled between her legs with the kiss alone, and her body’s reaction scared her. It was almost instantaneous, and it had been the first time it had happened.

“It’s not fair that I’m the only one that’s naked,” she said breathlessly.

“Do you ever stop fucking talking?”

“Not when my mouth’s unoccupied,” she snickered. “And I have a lot to say.”

“You’re too fucking much,” he grumbled as he took off layer after layer of clothing, letting them fall to the floor. “Now come here.”

He kissed her roughly again, pressing his chest as close to her body as he could, his hands snaking to the small of her back. As their mouth moved in synch, they walked backward until her back was pressed against the wall, the coldness making her skin erupt in goosebumps. But his hands were enough to build a fire inside her. The way they mapped every inch of her body and worked in tandem with his mouth to find her most sensitive spots.

Lip nipped at her jaw and her neck, traveling down to her collarbone as his hands tweaked the hardened peaks of her breasts. Somehow, he was able to annoy her within an inch of raging ire and could bring her to the brink of orgasm with just his mouth and hands.

In a swift move, Lip turned (Y/N), bending her against the wall as he pulled the zipper of his pants down. The clothes pooled at his ankles as he held his cock and lined himself up with her wetness, running the head across her fold and teasing her clit.

“For someone that is just doing this out of convenience, you’re really wet,” he chuckled darkly. “Have you been dreaming about this?”

“I could ask the same of you, Philip,” she retorted. “Because for someone that doesn’t really care, you’re really fucking hard.”

“I’m only just a man, (Y/N).”

“How about you shut up and prove it already, then? Maybe…”

(Y/N)’s words died in her throat as she felt him sink into her completely, stretching her walls like no one had done before. He took the air out of her lungs, a moan getting strangled in her throat at the suddenness.

Lip didn’t move instantly, allowing her body to get used to the size. At least, that was what he would have said if she had asked. Truthfully, being inside her was the most overwhelming experience he had ever had. He needed a moment to compose himself before he busted too early. The last thing he needed was for (Y/N) to have more ammo against him. He enjoyed their bickering reparté, but he had quite the reputation when it came to sex, and he wouldn’t let her ruin it. Even if his body was trying to betray him.

Once he felt he could control himself, he started moving hips, quickly setting a pace that had (Y/N) letting out a string of moans that he wanted to listen to for the rest of his life. Her hands gripped the towel bar before her, her knuckles turning white from the tightness. She met his every move, pushing against him as he pummeled into her.

“Harder,” she meweled. “Fuck me harder, Philip.”

Lip did exactly as told. Skin met skin at a rapid pace, filling the otherwise quiet room with pants, moans, and slaps. Even her using his full name did not put a damper on his mood, rather loved the way it sounded in her mouth. And for the first time, it didn’t sound like she was saying it with hate. At least, not completely.

He snaked his hand around her body, his hand finding the mound of her clit and pressing two fingers on it. They circled and rolled the bud, making her walls clench around him as he pistoned into her. He knew both of them were reaching their end. The tightening of her cunt and the tightening of his balls told him enough.

“Fuck, don’t stop, Lip. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

“I wasn’t planning to.”

And he didn’t. He kept thrusting until (Y/N) let out a pleasurable yell that had him covering her mouth. As he did, she bit down on his skin unconsciously, making him moan and awakening something in him he didn’t know was dormant. It brought him right to the brink of his end, and it took everything in him to leave her warmth and explode all over her ass.

His body slumped over hers, absentmindedly kissing the skin of her shoulder as they both came down from their orgasm. They felt comfortable in their silence, their pants synching and their bodies melting against each other. If they could have, they would have fallen asleep in that very position.

But a knock on the door startled them apart.

“Yo, I need the bathroom,” Carl called from the other side of the door. “I’ve gotta piss real bad.”

“Can you go downstairs, Carl?” (Y/N) asked. “I’m just finishing up in the shower.”

“Ugh, fine! Just hurry up. There’s more people in this house, you know?”

“Yeah, sorry!”

After wiping themselves down, Lip and (Y/N) started getting dressed, neither meeting each other’s gaze. “We don’t speak about this to anyone,” she finally said. “Especially not Ian. And this can’t happen ever again.”

“Sure,” he mumbled. “Whatever you say.”

“I’m serious, Philip,” she pleaded, placing a hand on his chest to get his attention. “If Ian finds out, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“I won’t say anything,” he laughed, looking at her in a way he never had before. “But I wouldn’t mind if this happened again.”

“Are you serious?”

“What? The rumors are true. You are a good lay.”

“You’re not too bad yourself, Mr. Gallagher,” she grinned before stopping at the door to exit first. “But I don’t think this will happen again.”

“Keep telling yourself that, (Y/N).”

“Fuck off, Philip,” she whispered from the end of the hall before disappearing into the boys’ bedroom, leaving Lip to think of just how he could make this a repeat situation.

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anathemaloren · 2 years

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TV characters

Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

Carl Gallagher (Shameless US)

Elliot (Euphoria)

Jake Peralta (Brooklyn 99)

Luke Patterson (Julie and the Phantoms)

JJ Maybank (Outer Banks)

Fezco (Euphoria)

Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls)

Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf)

Five Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Rodrick Heffley (Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things)

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Master Plan - Yandere!Carl Gallagher x reader

summary: when Carl traps you in the van in his backyard, you become desperate for a chance to escape.

warnings: kidnapping, insinuation of sex, physical assault, handcuffing

You hated it. You hated the feeling of being locked inside the Gallagher’s shabby van in the backyard. Not only was it cold at night in the fall months, but it was the tiny space and general discomfort you felt.

He visited you every day, bringing you food and gifts and more. Sometimes he even brought condoms, much to your dismay.

You woke up to condensation on the windows, quickly grabbing a pen and crossing a tally on the fabric wall. Today marked two months since Carl had locked you inside.

After you marked your daily tally and reached for a book, you were stunned with a knock on the van. Carl again.

He unlocked the padlock with his key, swinging open the back doors of the van. He had your favorite takeout food in-hand as he jumped onto the mattress placed in the back where you were sitting.

“Hey, babe. I brought your favorite,” he grinned, passing the paper bag to you. He was still in his police uniform, but his chest camera and intercom had been removed.

“Thanks,” you sighed, grabbing your food and beginning to devour it. Carl had worked a graveyard shift to make overtime, so you hadn’t eaten anything since last night.

“So, how are you?” He asked, cluelessly. Of course you weren’t doing great, you were being held captive in a van!

“Carl, can you please just tell me what your master plan is? Because I’m tired of waking up every morning in this stupid metal death cage! If you wanted to hold me captive, why couldn’t you just keep me in your family’s house?” you cried.

Carl frowned, looking down at his own sandwich. After not only being his neighbor all of your childhood but now being his captive, you knew his expressions well. He was conflicted.

“All I’ve ever wanted for us was to be a family. I didn’t want my siblings to know I had to take you away like this, but I’ve been saving up for a down payment on an apartment for us. There’s a place not too far away that I’ve been looking at—“ he begins.

Carl makes it sound like he really loves you. He almost makes you forget that he stole you from your house, your family, your life. He left you in a van and made you feel hopeless and alone.

Before you could even realize what you were doing, you dropped your food and shoved Carl’s head against the metal part of the van, to which he let out a yelp.

As he was blinking in and out of consciousness, you took the opportunity and ran. You darted out the back of the van and ran around towards the gate facing the road. Your legs carried you across the front of the Gallagher house, then Kev and V’s. You looked back to see Carl sprinting down the sidewalk only about a quarter mile behind you.

Shit! Shit! Shit! you thought, running even faster. This was your only chance at escape. You knew you couldn’t return to your own house, you were worried about what Carl was capable of doing to your family. You darted into an alley and through to the other side, realizing how close you were to the L train.

One of your friends lived just past Downtown in the Loyola dorms. If you could only get on the train and borrow someone’s phone to call her, you would be okay.

Calling Chicago PD was obviously not an option, at least not on the south side. You were already distrustful of the police, and you would not want to accidentally tell one of Carl’s co-workers where you are.

You entered the station, jumping the turnstile since you didn’t have any money. You looked behind you and still didn’t see Carl, so you walked up to the platform where the train would be coming. The cool breeze raised goosebumps on your skin as you stood in waiting. No one was around, so you knew you’d have to wait to ask for help.

Taking a deep breath, you looked around and noticed the sound of work boots pounding on the platform. No. You knew who it was almost immediately.

You stood straight ahead, only able to watch as Carl got closer and closer to you. He tackled you down to the dirty metal grates of the train platform.

You gasped and sobbed as Carl flipped you, sitting on top of you and grabbing your wrists. He slapped the metal cuffs on you and locked them tight as you squirmed in protest, facd smushed into the cool metal.

“Please, you can’t do this! You can’t drag me back there! This is against the law!” you screamed. There were more people now, gasping and watching as Carl hauled you down the steps.

“You are under arrest for evading a police officer. I have no choice but to lock you up for a long time,” he sighed, pushing you along roughly. You should’ve known better. You would never be able to escape Carl, not fully.

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