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pumpkinpastiesandcoffee · 2 days

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Princess - Lip Gallagher

Lip Gallagher x F! Reader 18+

Summary: Tony's little sister has a crush on Lip and Lip has fallen for her even if she seems like a princess. Words: 2400 Warnings: NSFW, Dry sex / Dry humping, alcohol, marijuana

~MDNI~

Y/n was Tony Markovich's little sister and she had the world's biggest crush on Phillip Gallagher. Lip hadn't always liked the girl, he found her too shy, always hiding in the background but the last few months, bumping into her as she leaves her brothers place to then hanging out together, he found himself falling for her. Walking sunshine would be his best description of her, followed closely by princess which she complains about although she secretly loves the nickname.

Lip was apprehensive to start anything with Tony's little sister, the man might like Fiona and by extension Lip and his family, but he was still a cop and he'd seen how scary he could be towards her boyfriend Kyle a few years back so it was no surprise she'd been single since. Y/n however was afraid Lip just wasn't into her and had been too afraid to say anything, her anxiety keeping her feelings just below the surface. It was hard though, watching him with Karen then even harder when they stopped seeing each other because now she could feasibly tell him how she feels but still the words would stick in her throat.

Tonight, she sat huddled under a picnic blanket, staring at the small crackling fire as people around the makeshift circle laughed and chatted. She glanced up when a beer bottle entered her line of sight and smiled up at Lip who was offering her the drink. "Thanks Lip, looks like it was a fight for the cooler tonight" she mused, eyeing the small group of guys that were stood around said cooler yelling at each other. "Ah, worth the fight I recon" Lip had laughed as he sat down beside her and as she tugged the blanket tighter around herself. Getting a glare from her in response, "It's not my fault I dressed for summer in summer, only for the temperature to drop like it's fall".

Lip pulled out a joint, lighting it up and taking a long drag of it, watching the smoke he blows back out dissipate into the air. Turning slightly, he offered it to y/n before remembering she doesn't smoke, "sorry, I always forget, you're a princess" he scoffed, lips curled into a playful smirk. He often made fun of her for it but never with the intention of forcing her into it and up until now she had never shown an interest either, never seemed bothered by the teasing. However, to his surprise he felt her fingers brush over his hand as she moved to take it from him causing Lip to raise a brow in surprise.

"Y'know I'm joking right? It's fine you don't smoke" Lip was quick to reassure her as he turned to face her properly. "Yeah, I know. You'd never make me do anything I didn't want to Lip. I want to try it, just been afraid of getting caught by Tony and he's working tonight, so" she shrugged, blue eyes flicking up to meet his. "Plus, I know I'm safe with you for my first-time smoking weed so, if the offer stands?" Lip nodded, that familiar warm feeling settling in his chest which he was quick to wave off as the weed even though he knew better. He handed the joint to her, explaining how to smoke it then watching as she followed his instructions.

Y/n only held it in her lungs for a few seconds before the dry burn of her lungs had her coughing. Lip reached over, rubbing her back as he laughed at her, a shit eating grin on his face. “Cat got your lung?” Lip laughed again, only to get whacked in the chest by her hand causing him to cough. Y/n shot him daggers but her lips were quirked up, her features alight with amusement the way he loved and it made him smile and that warm feeling tighten.

It only took a few minutes for it to kick in, but when it did, y/n found herself entranced by the fire, the way it moved and the flames broke off and flicked up into the sky had her captivated. Lip however was captivated instead by her, the way her eyes watched the flames and reflected them and the little gasp when it made a particularly loud crackle. At one point y/n leant into Lip’s side, his arm moving to wrap around her while she spoke, “Does it always feel this peaceful?” Lip shook his head, squeezing her lightly, “Not always, depends on the person and how often they smoke.” Y/n made a small sound in reply before smiling up at him. “I think this is the first time in my life I actually feel calm, like I can talk without everything catching in my throat, I like it” her voice trailed off as her eyes returned to the fire.

She perked up as a new song came on, “Oh! Oh Lip, I love this song” she beamed, standing up and extending her hand to him, “dance with me?” Had it been anyone else he would’ve said no but he couldn’t, not to her and with that he placed his beer down and took her hand. Y/n wasn’t a good dancer, but her awkwardness was rather endearing to Lip as they danced to a few songs, laughing freely as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a hug. Lip smiled, wrapping his own arms around her waist and hugged her back before lifting her up and spinning her around. She giggled, holding on tighter until he set her back down. Y/n expected the anxiety to bubble up as she looked up at him but instead found only the uninhibited desire to kiss him. One hand still holding his shoulder, the other moved to his cheek as she leaned in to kiss him, catching Lip off guard entirely. It took a second for him to kiss back but once he did, he never wanted to stop. It was a simple kiss, but they could both feel more, so when she pulled back, he pouted causing her to laugh.

“Walk me home?” she asked, a small smile on her lips. Lip nodded, “yeah, ‘course.” He took her hand and they headed for Tony’s house, although as they reached the foot path, the cool breeze had y/n shivering, curling into his arm. As much as he liked her being that close, he felt bad and quickly pulled away to shed his coat and wrap her in it, smiling when only her finger tips peeked through the sleeves. Taking her hand again, he was relieved when she leant back into him. As they reached the porch, she unlocked the door and stepped inside, smiling back at him, “coming?” Lip was quick to take her outstretched hand and follow her in. They walked upstairs and she pushed open one of the doors, he looked around her bedroom before looking back at her. She was kicking off her shoes and hopping onto her bed so he followed suit, coming to sit beside her, back against the wall and feet hanging off the other side of her bed while she sat facing him, legs tucked to the side.

Her fingers brushed his hand, pulling his eyes to her, “can I kiss you again?” Lip smiled, leaning forward and she was quick to meet him halfway. This time the kiss wasn’t unexpected and Lip made sure to make it a good one. His hands sat either side of her face, fingers curling into her hair as his tongue traced her bottom lip and without hesitation she opened her mouth for him, giving him complete control as she leant into him. Her hands grasped at his shoulders and Lip moved a hand to her waist, pulling her closer until she was sat, straddling his lap. The kissing only got more heated from there, Lip ran his hand on her waist under her top, loving the way she leaned into his touch. His hand moved to her back, tracing up and down her spine before returning to her waist.

Lip broke the kiss causing y/n to whine before he pressed his lips to her neck, hands moving to shove his jacket off her shoulders. She easily shrugged it off, letting the heavy fabric hit the floor as she focused on the way his teeth nipped her neck making her gasp. “Lip” her voice came out so softly it was barely audible but their proximity meant he heard her and he smiled against her throat, “Princess?” Her cheeks reddened at the teasing tone, her fingers carding through his hair, tugging at the short pieces at the back making him groan as he looked up to her. Both of his hands sat on her hips now and he gripped them tightly, pulling her forward, grinding her against the rough denim that wasn’t doing much to conceal how hard he was in that moment. She surprised herself with the moan that escaped her throat, cheeks now a deep shade of red as she looked down at him.

“Lip, I…” her voice trailed off and Lip stopped, eyes lifting to meet hers, brows knitting together, “We don’t have to if you don’t want to” She shook her head, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before glancing down, “I want to, I really do but, you should know I’m, well I’m a virgin.” Lip felt bad, the way she whispered the word ‘virgin’ sounded like she was ashamed and his hand caught the side of her face, encouraging her to look at him, “It’s okay.” Now it was his turn for his voice to trail off as he sighed, “You’re still high though, we can’t… you’re first time should be sober.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I should’ve told you before I invited you up here, now we’re both, I’m sorry Lip!” y/n rambled, immediately afraid she’d ruined his night and was about to hop off when Lip grabbed her hip, shaking his head, “It’s okay, we can just, make-out if you want? Or not if you don’t want to.” She shifted her weight back to the centre of his lap to kiss him however the friction had them both groaning. She was quick to apologise again and Lip was just as quick to reassure her it was okay, pressing his lips to hers in hopes of returning to the make-out session.

Lip kept his hands to her back and waist, his lips on hers or the hickey he had started earlier. Y/n however was still well aware of just how turned on they both were and decided to roll her hips against him. Maybe it was the weed or maybe it was the desperation for some form of friction, either way, feeling Lip dig his fingers into her waist made her smile. It wasn’t until she did it a second time with a bit more force that Lip realised it was no longer an accident, he glanced up at her with a brow raised and she bit her lip, “Is this okay?” Lip was sure he should say no and stop her, he should be decent and tell her to go to bed, but his decency seemed to stop at sex. Grinding on one another though? That was fair game. So instead, he found himself pushing his hips hard up into her, watching with a smirk as she gasped.

Things devolved into desperation after that, both tipsy and high, they wanted to feel good and their hot kisses full of tongue and teeth were only adding fuel to the fires burning in them. Lip was now gripping y/n’s hips tightly, using them as leverage to drag her over his now painfully hard cock, grunting as he pressed his lips to the crook of her neck. Y/n was no better, the previous slow rolling of her hips was now faster and getting uneven like her breathing, the small whimpers and moans only pushing Lip closer to his own climax. “Fuck, princess, you sound so sweet” Lip groaned against her ear, kissing her temple then her lips. She had avoided speaking, knowing sentences weren’t going to be achievable right now but she stuttered nonetheless, “so close, Lip, so” her voice cut off with a particularly harsh thrust from Lip. “Lip, Lip please, Lip,” she whimpered, nails biting into his shoulders as she chanted his name. She came moments later, body tensing as she cried out his name while Lip kept her moving as until he came too, groaning against her chest.

Y/n began to come down from her high, head resting against his shoulder as she got her breathing back to normal. Lip held her tightly still, arms now wrapped around her waist and his head leant back against the window. They stayed like that for a while, both enjoying the euphoria and comfort within one another before finally y/n leant back, cheeks red as she looked at Lip. He was quick to kiss her before leaning back to meet her eyes, “you okay?” She nodded, “yeah, I’m okay. You?” Lip nodded, kissing her cheek softly. “It’s probably really silly but god I am so tired now” she whispered causing Lip to laugh. “No, it’s not, it’s pretty normal. I should get home anyway; let you get to bed” He smiled softly at her.

Nodding, y/n slipped herself off his lap, “Yeah, plus if Tony comes home to us in bed together, I think he’d kill you.” Lip laughed nervously, hopping off the bed and grabbing his jacket, holding it in front of his crotch in hopes he could hide the dark patch they’d both made. He leant across the bed, kissing her gently but with a depth that had her head spinning. “I’ll see you tomorrow princess” Lip smirked at her before heading out. Y/n sat on her bed wondering if she just imagined it all or if it was some crazy weed induced hallucination, however as her eyes flicked across the floor, she noticed Lip’s scarf on the floor and she went a grabbed it. With the scarf in hand, she curled up under her covers, bringing the scarf up to her nose and breathing in, smiling at the smell of cigarettes, weed and beer she knew it was real and found herself falling asleep to thought of seeing Lip again tomorrow.

#shameless #shameless fanfiction #shameless x reader #lip gallagher x y/n #lip x reader #lip gallagher fluff #lip gallagher smut #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher #mutual pleasure #mutual pining

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gallavichfanficlibrary · 2 years

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OMG YOU GUYS ARE BAAAACCCKKKK. missed u. so much. hey:) anyways wondering if u had any recs for fics centered around mickey healing / going to therapy etc. i am a sucker for character development. thank u 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Hii, thank you so much <3 Here you go:

In broad-shouldered beasts series Mickey gets to deal with his traumas after he’s released on parole. He does his best to build a “normal” life and a relationship with his son while juggling the scars of his past.

Etherized Against the Sky - A canon-divergent story from 1x09, in which Tony Markovich suspected foul play and coerced an unwilling Mickey Milkovich into revealing the truth about Kash Karib.

You Deserve Good Things - Mickey’s holding down a job as a mechanic, going to court appointed therapy, living in his own place, and maybe even has a friend, until a new parolee walks through the door, bringing with him some of Mickey’s demons that he thought he’d long since buried.

The Words He Doesn’t Say - Mickey is released from prison before Ian and has to attend court-ordered therapy with a shrink that’s probably as grumpy as he is.

What if Mickey Fuckin' Milkovich had a journal - where instead of going to juvie Mickey ended up having to do anger management and write about his feelings in a journal.

There are a couple of fics where Mickey doesn’t exactly goes to therapy but just lets himself get some help, for example:

The Question of Normal - Ian is a prison counsellor and Mickey is an inmate assigned to him. Ian tries to find a way to get him legal help.

Legal help: Our Freedom in My Sight - Mandy Milkovich has been attacked by her father for the last time. She finds the strength to report his crimes and reaches out to her brother, opening up the door for Mickey to return to Chicago in exchange for testimony that could put Terry away for good.

Medical help: Experiential Avoidance - Mickey’s headaches get worse with age, so Ian convinces him to let a doctor look into it.

#therapy #mickey centric #au #trauma and healing #Emotional Hurt/Comfort #hurt/comfort #ianstummy

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flamingbluepanda · 10 months

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Cam watches Shameless UK (so you don't have to)

Oh yeah it's happening. There's 11 seasons. 10 episodes each. Gonna tag them all with CWSUK so if you're not interested blacklist that.

I'm also gonna do some tldr stats because these are gonna get long every time I think and I doubt people will want to read all my ramblings.

Similarity to shameless US: 97%

Did we see Mickey in this episode? No

McAvoy count: 5

Who was the main Gallagher this episode? Fiona

Who was MY favorite character this episode? Liam

Frank speeches: 2

Anyway, ONWARD!

Season 1 Episode 1

They warn you so many times about the mature content on channel 4 lmao

They keep Carl bald so his hair doesnt stand on end. He looks like a demon sorry Carl.

I wouldn't trust this version of Ian with a single thing.

You need subtitles with this show. Need em.

I've heard that a lot of the plot is the same, but we're starting strong with Karen Jackson lmao

Oh Veronica is here!!! Can't wait to see her

MCAVOY x1

Vee is blonde. And white. Liam is also white. This is like a fascinating science experiment

I love this version of jimmy Steve more than American jimmy Steve

Okay I still don't trust this version of Ian but he has HUGE eyes

Awww no okay he's just a beby I trust him I take it back baby I'm sorry he's crying lip look what you did

MCAVOY x2

Carl STILL looks like a demon

No Kevin yet .....

THERES A LOT OF SIDEWAYS CAMERA ANGLES ITS WEIRD

There's Kev!! He has a gold chain and short hair.

Instead of the infamous fridge calender, they have a big ole pinboard.

Oh damn jimmy Steve is a smooth talker

I was gonna make a joke about all those graphic scene warnings being just for kissing but then they cut to the sezys

TONY MARKOVICH IS A BABEY

LIL BABEY LIAM IS REALLY CUTE and he told Jimmy Steve to go away as his first line. Im obsessed with him favorite character.

Lmao all her siblings watching jimmy Steve get in his car and judging

Hi Frank. You scare me more than William Macy does.

MCAVOY x3

I appreciate channel 4 using different subtitle colors for different characters talking. Makes it easy to track whos talking and I love it

There has been no k*sh so far and I am hoping and praying he never shows up

At least lip told Ian he was taking him to see Karen in this version.

rip Ian he looks so unhappy.

Everyone is so freckled in this show.

"HES GONNA KILL HIM!" *Music pauses, thump* "he's killed him 0-0" Karen sounds horrified

Okay I'm coming around to Ian and lip they're such dumbasses.

OKAY THERES KEVS DICK THEY NEVER SHOWED US STEVE HOWIES DICK HEJSJEKAJAKA

Other than his infamous opening speech Frank hasn't spoken yet

Apparently instead of clowns Eddie Jackson collects owls

MCAVOY x4

Ugh noooooo please no kash nooooooooooooooooooo please just let him be a dick don't make them fuck pleaseeeeee

Frank STiLL hasn't talked and it's creepy as shit

Nvm he talked

I miss joan cusack

Ugh nooooo dammit where's Mickey do I have to wait I'll episode 3 to see him

PUNCH HIM LIP PUNCH HIM KICK HIS ASS

At least Ian's not doing army shit ig

MCAVOY x5

Debbie has had a single line telling Liam to go to bed.

Okay seriously jimmy Steve needs to stop winning my heart when I know he's gonna be a turd again.

Nvm Debbies had two lines

MCAVOY x6

Three lines for Debbie!!

They show us a lil snippy of bloopers after the credits lmao.

#CWSUK #shameless uk #shameless

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puzzledhistorian · 2 years

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tony "she was the only pussy I've ever had" markovich

#shameless #kj shameless rewatch

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abbatoirablaze · 2 months

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Shameless, Chapter 1, The Pilot

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: mentions of being gay, sexual tension.

“Nobody’s saying our neighborhood’s the Garden of Eden. Hell, some people say that god avoids this place altogether. But it’s been a good home to me and my kids who I’m proud of…because every single one of them reminds me a little bit of me!”

“Oh yeah, that so?” Kermit asked politely, trying to ignore the drunk of a man who was at the bar stool.

“Fiona,” he mused, “my rock. Huge help! Has all the best qualities of her mother…except she’s not a raging psycho bitch. And Lip, smart as a whip. Straight A’s and the honor roll. Boy’s definitely going somewhere. Ian. Industrious, conscientious, ambitious, incredible work ethic. Don’t have a clue where he got that from. Wants to be a paratrooper. Knows how to disembowel an enemy with a roll of dimes and an old gym sock.”

“Good for you, Frank!” another of the patrons laughed.

You shook your head, “please don’t encourage him, guys!”

“Carl!” your father smiled happily before frowning, “uhm, you know. I don’t really know that much about Carl. OH! He loves animals. He’s always dragging home some poor stray he found, taking them up to his room! And Debbie. Ah, Debbie. Sent by god! Total angel. Raises money for UNICEF year round. Some of which, she actually turns in. Liam! Gonna be a star! I’m no biologist, but he looks a little bit like my first sponsor. He and the ex were a little close!”

“No shit Frank!”

“Hey!” you growled, pointing at one of the old men who was drinking in the corner, “watch your next words or their’ll be something more than booze in your drink, assholes!”

“And then there’s you!” my father smiled, reaching out over the bar top. He grabbed your hand and tapped it, “my Sofia…my sweet girl. Keeping me in line longer than any of my other woman ever has and ever will! She’s Fiona’s twin you know. My swimmer’s shot straight with those two. Fi Fi is the first Gallagher girl here to go to college! Fi, keeps the house running and Fi Fi keeps the kids doing good in school! I lucked out with them, I really did!”

“Dad, you’re way too loaded for how early it is!” you warned, “I’m gonna have to cut you off for a bit so you can sober off!”

Your father groaned and rolled his eyes at you, “are you serious, Fi Fi? I just paid you a compliment. You’re supposed to be grateful and give me another! Say I'm a great dad and pass me a boilermaker, like a good kid would!"

“Dad…my shift ended five minutes ago, and I’m supposed to pick up Carl and Debbie from school and help them with their homework before I head to my shift at the club!”

“Hey, sorry I’m late!” Kev called as he burst through the door, “V had me tied up with-“

“Don’t want to know!” you laughed, cutting your friend off, “Gotta pick up the kids!”

“Yeah, go, go! Fiona told me to tell you that they’re down to fourteen minutes so she needs you to pick up another card on your way back from picking Deb, Carl, and Liam up!”

“Liam?”

“Deb took him to school for show and tell!”

“Jesus!” you sighed, reaching under the bar to grab your hoodie and purse.

“Hey…wait…Fi Fi…get me another, before you go!”

“Oh, fuck off Frank,” you growled at your father. You barely looked over your shoulder as you called out to Kev, “he’s broke and beyond plastered, Kev. Don’t give him any more tonight!”

“FUCK YOU, FI FI!”

“What do you mean, she told you to take Liam?”

“She picked up a shift at the arena...she told me to take him in for show and tell because of that birthmark on his back,” Debbie shrugged as you finished adjusting Liam on your hip, “want me to push?”

“Yes!” you agreed, handing the cart over to your little sister, “Fi said we’re out of milk and I need to get another card for hers and Lip’s phone. Do you and Carl need anything for school?”

“I want more markers…I want to run for class president and I need markers for posters. The old ones run out of stuff and I keep having to hold em in a cup of water to get the color out.”

“Can I get a candy bar?”

“What’d you get on your math test?”

“D!” he frowned.

You sighed and nodded your head, “we’re studying before I go to work…Deb, we’ll grab markers, paper, and tape and make a million posters while I’m quizzing Carl…you’ll be class president! I promise!”

“Really?” she asked lighting up.

“Wait, I can get a candy bar?”

“Yeah, but you’re studying with me when we get home! And you’re helping us make posters for Deb!”

“Deal!” he grinned, running off towards the registers.

“Fi doesn’t let him get a candy bar when she takes us Fi Fi…”

“Fi is doin’ the best she can…me and Ian don’t go through that many minutes, so I got a little extra cash for here and the squirrel fund…do you want a candy bar too?”

She smiled and nodded, “yes please…”

You leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple, “I’ll take the cart. You make sure Carl ain’t stealin’ shit. Take Liam and grab him a sucker…and get me and Fi a bag of gummies. I gotta grab something in the back.”

“Okay!” she smiled, taking hold of Liam once again while you took the cart and headed to the back of the store. Looking up and down the aisle to make sure that neither of the kids were trailing after you, you knocked on the stock room door.

It opened and one of the stock kids nodded at you before closing the door, only to return with a brown paper bag a few seconds later.

“The new issue?” He nodded and you handed him two twenties, “good, you keep your mouth shut!”

“Same time next month when the next issue drops?”

"I guess...can you do any better than 40 though?"

"I only charge you $40 for a whole year of this gay shit...I'd be losing money if it was mine to lose," he groaned.

"I'll tell Colin to lay off hittin' the store up..."

"I'll give you a twenty back if you send me a pic of your tits..."

"Deal!" You nodded. He smirked and handed a twenty back, and he closed the door. Opening the paper bag, you looked in long enough to see the magazine you usually grabbed for Ian, and then you slipped the whole thing into your purse.

“FI FI?”

Turning down another aisle you saw your little sister, struggling with Liam and her art supplies, while Carl had his arms full of candy.

“Carl, what are you doing?”

“I couldn’t choose!” he shrugged.

“One, Carl…”

“But-“

“If you can’t decide you won’t get anything, and you’ll end up sharing gummies with me and Fi again…do you want that?”

“Fiona always eats all the gummies though!”

“Exactly!” you laughed, walking up and ruffling his hair, “I’ll tell you what…you get your candy bar, and you can pick one other thing…if you and me get your studying done, and we help Deb get all of her posters finished before I go to work, I’ll count it as my snack, and you can have it!”

“What about me?” Deb frowned.

“You get class president I’ll buy you that pair of sunglasses you’ve been eyeing up every week when we come in!”

“Really?”

“Really…now come on, guys. We only have three hours and I need to make sure that your homework is done, and dinner is started before Fiona gets back from that shift she picked up!”

“Alright!”

“FUCK YOU FI!”

“Hey…what the fuck is wrong?” she asked, eyes going wide as you burst through the door and threw your bag in the entry way, “why you screaming at me?”

“I fucking got canned because my boss said you and some asshole you were with fucking decked my bouncer!”

“Hey, he was being a dick!”

“She got robbed at that club!” V said quickly, a man between her legs while she cleaned a small wound on his head, “and when we called him out on not letting us back in after chasing the guy, he called Fi a junkie and a skank. Our boy Steve here, decked him.”

You stood stock still for a moment. The kids all eyed you guys down. Kev stepped to your side, “he decked Jimmy Clifton, Fi Fi…come on.”

“Come on, it’s after midnight,” you said firmly, ushering the kids upstairs while you gave up on the unwinnable argument that was brewing if you picked a fight with the new guy, “we got stuff to do tomorrow! You guys have school!”

“Fi Fi…”

“Sofia’s right!” your twin said, giving you a soft look before closing in on the kids from the other side, “you guys have stuff to do and it’s after midnight. Go. Move, move move!”

“Love you Fi!”

“Love you Fi Fi!”

The kids chorused as they walked up the stairs leaving you and your sister with V, Kev, and Steve.

“You really lost the gig at the club?”

You nodded at your sister and bit your lip, “that was a really good gig, Fi…made great tips…and tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday are big money nights! Those weekend tips kept us afloat when I could get the hours.”

“I’m sorry Fi Fi!” she sighed, hugging you, “we’ll figure something out though. We always do!”

“Fuck…” you sighed, relaxing into her arms, “I thought we were about to finally get ahead on this shit.”

“Never…”

“I’ll go tuck the kids in…you take care of your…friend…”

She smiled at you and let go. You gave her another smile, as you herded the kids back up the stairs and to their rooms.

“Deb…I’ll be in your room in a second. Lip, get Carl tucked in. Ian, I got the phone. Come to my room and we’ll trade off.”

He stopped up the hall and turned, following you back to your room. Closing the door behind you, you reached under the mattress and grabbed the thin paper bag. His eyes shot to the door for a moment before he grabbed it and slipped it under his shirt.

“Lip knows…”

You raised your brow, “you told him?”

He shook his head, “found the folder…”

“I told you that hiding it behind your dresser was a stupid idea…should have hid it under your mattress.”

“I think he’s okay with it…”

“Of course he is, Ian…you’re our brother…”

“I-I still don’t want to tell Fi…”

“Hey…” you sighed, cupping your little brother’s face in your hands, “no one is forcing you to tell anyone, I…”

He sighed, and pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly, “thank you Fi Fi…”

“Of course…” you sighed, holding onto him for another minute. When he let go, you gently smacked him on the ass and he laughed, “alright tiger. Time for bed. Say goodnight to your brothers and I’ll be in to check on Carl in a sec.”

“Thanks Fi Fi.”

You followed him out into the hall, and made your way to Deb’s room. She was waiting patiently in her bed for you to tuck her in.

“Sorry Fiona got you fired.”

“It’s okay,” you shrugged, making your way in, “I didn’t like that job anyways.”

“Liar,” she laughed. You looked down on a sleeping Liam and stroked his head, before making your way to your little sister. She crawled out from under the covers and into your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck, “you’ll find something else. You always do.”

“I know…”

“A-are we going to be okay?”

“We always are, Debs…” you reminded her, “me and Fi won’t let you down.”

“You never do!”

“Get into bed, munchkin,” you sighed, rubbing your little sister’s back. She mirrored your actions and crawled out of your arms and back into bed. Tucking her in, you pressed a kiss to her forehead, “love you, Debs.”

“Love you Fi Fi.”

You turned off the lights and made your way towards the boys room. Frowning to yourself you sighed when you heard noise downstairs.

No doubts, Fiona was fucking the guy she brought home.

You shook your head as you found your way into the boys room. Carl had already put his headphones on and was out like a light. You looked between your two other younger brothers, “you guys good?”

Lip nodded, “yeah…”

“Yeah.”

You nodded at both of them and leaned down to Carl’s bed. Pulling the covers up to his chin, you placed a kiss to his temple.

“Sorry about your job Fi Fi…”

“It’s okay, Lip…”

“I can kick in more if-“

“We’ll be fine! You two need to worry about school,” you said firmly, looking to your brother. You reached up to Lip’s bunk and ruffled his hair, “it’s your junior year, Lip…I want you focused and ready to graduate…”

“What about me?”

You smiled over your shoulder to Ian, “well you have to graduate…that’s not even a question. If me and Lip do it, so do you!”

He smiled, “Fi dropped out junior year!”

“And I know she regrets it!” you reminded him, “we’re working hard so that down the road you guys don’t have to. Even I’m continuing my education by being in college when I’m not working!”

“Online college doesn’t count!”

“I go to campus two days a week, mister!” you reminded your little brother as you playfully slapped him, “and when you graduate you better be joining me!”

“I will!” he promised, “SAT prep later? Think I got a few ways I can chip in!”

“Tomorrow after breakfast I have some time!” you agreed. He leaned down and you gave him a kiss on the cheek, before moving to Ian and doing the same thing to him, “pancakes or French toast?”

Ian smiled, “French toast!”

“Good choice!”

“SHIT SHIT SHIT!”

You raised a brow and looked once more between your brothers as Fiona appeared running up the stairs and bolting into your shared room.

“What the fuck was that?”

“I’ll figure it out. You two get to bed!” you confirmed, leaving the boy’s room and closing the door behind you.

“Oh…uh, hi!” Steve said awkwardly as you and your sister came to a head at him, “cops looking for you two?”

“Stay here!” you both sighed in unison. You followed your sister down the stairs. When you got to the bottom, you saw Tony and another officer dragging him into the house.

Your heart felt like it stopped.

Your father’s incoherent words seemed like they were falling on deaf ears as you tried to think of something to say. Tony didn’t even see you until they put Frank against the dish washer, “I wouldn’t put him near a carpet til his pants dry a bit-oh…Sofia…you’re home…I thought you normally worked at the club…Usually I drive you home after-“

“Got canned!” you frowned, “Fi’s new boy toy decked Clifton for calling her a skank.”

“Thanks Tony!” your sister frowned, giving you a glare, “You really gonna tell everyone that?”

“He usually gives me a ride home!” you said, pointing out the obvious, “would be awkward if he showed up and expected me to walk out at three AM and I’m nowhere to be seen.”

“Sorry about the job, Sofia…”

“Thanks…let me walk you back to your car…I think Fi and Steve were in the middle of a…conversation.”

Your sister flipped you off as Tony handed him Frank’s other shoe. You pulled Tony out the door and his partner chuckled at you, “I’ll leave you two alone for a second.”

“It’s fine, Ran-“

“Thanks!” you said firmly, cutting off your best friend. He gave you a faux glare, but it instantly turned into a smile when you pushed yourself against his chest, needing the comfort of his hugs.

“You okay?”

“Today’s been a shit day!” you admitted as you held him, “Fi let Debs take Liam to school as show and tell and Carl almost got to see you today when he tried to hide a pack of baseball cards in his pockets while we were shopping. And you know Frank…he was at the Alibi Room earlier, but I’m guessing Kev ignored me and gave him more anyways. And you know about the whole club thing now…And right before you walked in, while I was re-tucking the kids in, Fi was fucking that guy in the kitchen.”

“Hey…it’s okay,” he sighed, holding you tight, “things will get easier…and if you want to pick up some hours, I know that the chief loves when you stop by with some baked goods…and we just lost Janet to maternity leave…you could do some administrative work if you play your cards right.”

“And see your ugly mug every day?” you teased.

“I know for a fact you love this ugly mug!” he smirked, “otherwise you wouldn’t have fake married it when we were in head start.”

"And then you went behind my back and married Fiona when we were five."

"Come on you can't still be mad at that!" he teased.

“You were cuter when we were younger!” you pouted, "I forgave the five year old you, but not adult you!"

“Well I may not be cuter than when I was five, but you’ve definitely gotten cuter…”

A blush rose to your cheeks and you pulled away, “Tony…”

“Markovich!”

The two of you nearly jumped away from one another at the sound of his partner’s voice. He frowned, “so I-I’ll see you around sometime?”

“Well, I’m done at the club so I’ll be free tomorrow and Sunday night,” you offered, “do you work?”

“No…I’m off…come over Sunday night?” he asked, “mom misses seeing you around…sure she’d pull out all the stops.”

“Okay…” you agreed, wanting nothing more than to see him, “Sunday night!”

“Great! I’ll let her know. See you then!” he grinned. He leaned down and kissed your cheek, and you felt yourself swooning as he walked away.

Chapter 2

#shameless #season 1 #the pilot #the gallaghers #chicago #south side #fiona gallagher #lip gallagher #ian gallagher #debbie gallagher #carl gallagher #liam gallagher #veronica fisher #kevin ball #steve #tony markovich

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malcolm-reeds-pineapple · 5 months

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Was up until 6am last night scouring the internet for Tony Markovich pictures anyway here are my findings (they’re shit quality bc Netflix won’t let u take screen shots and I had to be quick on tiktok)

Sorry to my mutuals I am not doing well over him and I have to vent this somehow

#Tony Markovich #shameless #sweet Jesus this is life destroying #anyway if someone knows how to take screenshots on Netflix please share your knowledge #I took down a bunch of time stamps that I’d like to have #fuck everyone I’m sick and tired of there being like 5 pictures of him on the internet

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depressedstressedlemonzest · 4 months

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THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED 🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷

Rumplestiltskin... this thing we have, it's--it's never been easy. I've... I've lost you so many times. I've lost you to darkness, to weakness, and finally, to death. But now I realize... I realize that I have not spent my life losing you. I've spent my life finding you.

Belle. when we met, I wasn't just unloved and unloving. I was an enemy of love. Love only brought me pain. My walls were up. But you brought them down. You brought me home. You brought life into my life and chased away all the darkness. And I vow to you I will never forget the distance between what I was and what I am. I owe more to you than I can ever say. How you can see the man behind the monster I will never know.

But that monster is gone. And the man beneath him may be flawed... but we all are. And I love you for it. Sometimes the best book has the dustiest jacket. And sometimes the best teacup is chipped.

SOMETIMES THE BEST TEACUP IS CHIPPED 😭😭😭😭

Goddammit rumple. You're killing me here.

And I'm still crying.

So belle likes to hike? Good little nugget to remember

He's such a dork for her.

OH MY GOD IT'S THE BALLROOM SCENE WITH THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST OUTFITS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

David I honestly think if you went with baelfire rumple would've murdered you in front of everyone.

"There is always a crisis, perhaps you should consider living your life during them, otherwise you'll miss is."

Again this show has some banger lines.

EVIL SNOWMAN RUN!!!!

😂😂😂

I laughed so hard I cried at that fucking bo peep line.

Emma and David the sarcastic duo amd I'm fucking here for it. I can see them antagonizing the shit out of snow for fun. See who makes her crack first.

And then he pulls the "what are your intentions with my daughter" talk

"THATS old fashioned even by my standards and I still pay with dabloons" 😂😂😂😂

Hook using a cell phone seconds later is funny as fuck

Fucking Tony markovich is hans and it is so fucking funny.

In fairness I never tried to kill her.

I didn't try to kill her! I left her to die! Important distinction.

😂😂😂😂

Should she want to be held I want to do it with both hands.

😭😭😭😭😭

Them being total dorky parents is so cute.

And I love how emma didn't notice his hook was gone at first. Like it's not something she even sees about him being a flaw.

Your daughter is in very good hands.

That's what I'm worried about especially since you have two of them.

Omg fucking Anna. Rumple looks like he's ready to kill her right there for being an airhead.

A deal anna.

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joeygallagher · 2 years

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Shred For Mike (2000)

Extremes Skatepark Bridgewater, NJ

RIP Mike Cardona 1978-1998

Skateboarding by Kris Markovich, Donny Barley, Aaron Suski, Chris Cole, JR Neves (RIP), Dan Pensyl, Jake "The Snake" Lewis, Tony Montgomery, Quim Cardona, Josh Kalis, Tino Razo, Mat Terwilliger, Pat Guidotti and friends

Filmed by Joe Gallagher

Edit by Joe Gallagher (2000)

www.joecups.com

#shred for mike #rip mike cardona #mike cardona #quim cardona #extreme skatepark #bridgewater nj #joecups #joe gallagher #2000

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#466 Újrakezdés 50 évesen

Folytatjuk a dokumentumfilm hetet. Most egy olyan arc következik, akinek kimaradt jó pár év a gördeszkás pro karrierjéből, de annál nagyobb elánnal hoppant vissza a nyeregbe, így újra élvezhetjük azt Kris Markovich-ban, amit 30 évvel ezelőtt is. #switch rovatunk újabb karcolata.

Kris Markovich történetében nem csak az az izgalmas, hogy (Spoiler Alert!) képest volt letenni az alkoholt és újra visszatérni, mi több berobbanni a gördeszkás világba, hanem az is, hogy pont most él az a generáció, a gördeszkázás alapító atyái és az utánok jövő “úttörők”, akik miatt elindult a fejlődés, akik életet és színt vittek az egészbe, szóval elérkeztünk oda, hogy ezek az emberek 50-60 évesek és még mindig, vagy jelen esetben újra deszkáznak.

Ilyen még nem volt a történelemben, mert a gördeszkázás ennyire fiatal. És míg pár évtizeddel ezelőtt, sok cég “nyugdíjba küldte” a veteránjait, addig manapság újra felkarolja őket, hogy megmutassa, a gördeszkázás életképes. Persze vannak olyanok is, akik végig ott voltak a reflektor fényben (Tony Hawk, Steve Caballero, Christian Hosoi, Lance Mountain, Steve Alva és még sorolhatnánk).

Kris Markovich már a 90-es évek új hullámának éllovasa volt, irgalmatlan energiával és lendülettel, soha sem kellett unottan áttekerni a részeit.

Néhány év alkoholizmusa után, a közben magát a művészetben kereső és újragondoló, 50 éves Markovich ismét négy keréken. Annyira, hogy megkapta a Berrics pályát is egy nagyobb hajtásra és ha már ott volt egy rövid interjú és pár perces videó is napvilágot látott. Ezt a videót közöljük, az elhangzott beszélgetés magyar fordításával. Utána pedig bedobunk pár videórészt Kris fénykorából.

Kris Markovich | Union Wheels - Right to Skate | 1992

Kris Markovich | Prime - Fight Fire with Fire | 1994

Kris Markovich | Foundation - Art Bars - Subtitles and Seagulls | 2001

#kris markovich #the berrics #union wheels #prime #foundation

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I love love LOVE your little stories! I'm always looking forward to them. Today I had to think about the "Ian and Mickey looking for friends" thing again and thought that it is a shame that they didn't run into Tony Markovich (and his partner?) again in S11... I would love to read your take on that? If you feel like it... :)

“Milkovich?”

His name echoes down the aisle of the store, and his hands tense on the overpriced cereal he was about to throw in his basket.

“Mickey Milkovich?”

It comes again, closer this time, and Mickey resigns himself to doing this here.

“That depends,” he says, keeping his voice deceptively light as he braces for a confrontation. “Who’s askin?”

“You don’t remember the guy that booked you for assaulting an officer?”

And oh. Mickey turns, glare in place.

“You,” he greets simply, and Tony Markovich has the guts to fucking smile.

“How you been?” Tony asks, raising a hand like he means to clap Mickey on the shoulder. Mickey steps back to avoid it, brows furrowed.

“The fuck do you care, pig?” he asks, too confused to put enough roughness into his voice. “I ain’t got nothin’ on me, so if you’re lookin’ for an easy broken parole—”

“Wait, no!” Tony cuts him off, hands up now. “Just checking on a friend of a friend, I promise.”

The furrow of Mickey’s brow deepens.

“Who’s your friend?” he questions, or tries to, before Ian is coming around the corner

“Hey Mickey,” he’s saying, head down as he reads the back of a brightly labeled box, “do I like grapefruit?”

“You do, your meds don’t,” Mickey reminds him, and snatches the box out of his hands. Ian grabs for it, looking up—and stops when he sees their company.

“Tony?” Ian sounds bewildered. Looks it, too. “What are you doing all the way out here?”

“Good to see you too,” Tony teases, before answering properly. “My partner—you remember, the one you met at that game—got transferred.” He shrugs. “Decided I might as well follow.”

“Partner, huh?” Mickey chimes in absently, embracing the fact that they’re apparently talking to a cop in the middle of the grocery store today. “She got you as pussy-whipped as Fiona used to?”

It’s silent for just a moment. They both stare at him long enough that he notices, raising his eyes to see their flat face watching him.

“What?” he asks, honestly surprised. “Was I not supposed to talk about him fuckin’ your sister?”

Ian shakes his head.

“No, it’s not…” he starts, before Tony stops him with a hand on his shoulder.

“Mickey, I’m gay,” Tony says plainly, and.

What.

“No,” Mickey says flatly. Looks between Tony’s expectant face and Ian’s unsurprised one, and shakes his head. “No, you were fuckin’ his sister, I know you were,” he says, pointing a finger at Tony.

“And now he’s gay,” Ian says, like it explains everything.

“Been with my partner for a few years now,” Tony tells him, ignoring Mickey’s finger scant inches from his chest. “Great guy, I think you’d like him; he’s on the force, too.”

“No,” Mickey says again, more firmly.

“You can’t just tell him he’s not gay, Mickey,” Ian says, more amused than anything. “Besides, you used to fuck girls too.”

“Well if he’s gay, he needs to get his fucking hand off you,” Mickey snarls, looking pointedly at the way Tony’s palm still rested on Ian’s shoulder. “Before I rip it off.”

“Mickey…” Ian sighs.

“And that’s my cue to leave,” Tony says, patting Ian’s shoulder one last time even as Mickey bristles at the touch.

“It was good seein’ you, Ian,” he adds as he walks backwards down the aisle. “I was sorry to hear it didn’t work with Caleb, but looks like it turned out alright for you.”

“It turned out great,” Ian returns, slinging an arm over Mickey’s shoulder. “Better than I dreamed.”

And with a final nod and smile, Tony Markovich is gone.

Ian stays where he is, squeezing Mickey closer. He turns his head to kiss Mickey’s temple, and opens his mouth to speak.

“No,” Mickey says before he can, and ducks out of his grip.

Ian pouts.

“You didn’t even let me—”

“Still no,” Mickey interrupts. He moves down the aisle, tosses another container of organic shit in his basket. “We ain’t gonna be friends with a fuckin’ cop, Ian.”

“But Tony is—”

Mickey snorts.

“A cop,” he finishes for him. “So no.”

He turns back to Ian. Sighs at the look on his face. Walks forward to offer a quick chaste kiss, before moving away once more.

“Go find you fancy-ass granola so we can get out of here,” he orders. “And then maybe we can talk about it.”

By Ian’s resulting beam, he has a feeling he’s going to lose.

But if it makes Ian happy, it’s a win in his book anyway.

#daily speedwrite #gallavich #fanfic #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #tony markovich

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