#but mickeys personality over franks looks

[sgtmickeyslaughter]

68 + 96?

68 Husbands In Love + 96 “Take That” Kiss/“Shut Up” Kiss

Hello!! Thank you for sending, I know the prompt was husbands in love, but I've been writing husbands non stop and was feeling nostalgic for boys in love (and denial) and thought i'd have a little fix it fun

as always my fics exist in my own cinematic universe where the cta is not a centrally organized transit system and is actually the most convenient form of public transit to use

“Did you just kiss me to shut me up?” Ian asked suddenly.

“Jesus Gallagher, keep asking pussy fucking questions like that and you’re going to get us kicked out for being underage,” Mickey huffed lightly, picking at his beer bottle.

Ian flushed with anger and indignation. Mickey was the one being a fucking pussy, he kissed Ian before robbing Ned’s house, he ran back to the van and kissed Ian like he fucking meant it and for a few minutes while they robbed Ned’s sleeping wife blind, Ian’s mind spun out of control with the possibilities that kiss opened up. 

He’d ridden that high the whole drive back to the Milkovich house, running home like he promised to help dig up the body in his backyard. He even avoided a near disaster with the CPS workers waiting innocuously on the sidewalk, turning the misnamed Gallagher charm up to ten and convincing them to come back later in the week. 

“It’s just that the county is doing rolling water shutoffs this week-and I know it will be a demerit if we don’t have water. But it’s unfair to put us at risk for something entirely under the county’s jurisdiction.” Ian reasoned easily, trying to make sure they don’t walk onto the property as soon as someone unearthed Aunt Gingers rotted corpse. 

They agreed to come back after Friday, because Ian could be incredibly persuasive when he needed to be. And thank god for it because the scene he walked into was a fucking horror show, and that was before Fiona walked in with a femur in her hand. 

They’d all hustled to make the house presentable and keep it that way, and his whole family left to find Frank, so he would actually show his ugly fuckin’ face when they called to talk with the social worker, so Ian was the only one home when he heard a knock at the door.

The last person he expected to see was Mickey Milkovich waiting wide-eyed on his porch. He was wearing jeans and a clean teeshirt with he sleeves in tact. They stared at each other for a moment before Ian finally opened his mouth to ask if Mickey wanted to come in. 

Mickey just scowled and nodded his head towards the street to say come on, Gallagher. Like it was obvious and Ian was the one being difficult, but Ian was just shocked to see Mickey on his porch. Not trying to blend in with the shadows on the street, but standing under the flickering porch light, so he just followed the shorter boy. 

Mickey led him up the stairs to the L, then over the turnstiles and onto the train, they leaned on the pair of train doors and got two stops before Ian worked up the nerve to ask where they were going. 

His question was met with a non-committal shrug, “already pawned a couple of the overpriced trinkets we stole from naughty grandpa, figured I could buy you a beer for bringing us into the deal.”

From the way Mickey was looking up at him through focused eyes, rocking from the wobbling train car, his answer was a long winded way to say I’m taking you out to a bar, please be cool about it for once in your fucking life, Gallagher.

Ian grinned, ducking his head and trying to play it as cool as he possibly could. They got to the bar okay, it was divey little place on the Westside that Ian couldn’t believe Mickey would ever set foot in. Sure, it wasn’t very nice, but Ian wasn’t emitrely sure Mickey knew there was a whole city beyond Chicago’s southside.  

The bartender tried to give Ian a funny look but Mickey just stood in front of him with a nasty glare until she handed over a couple of Old Styles.

The question came when they sat down at a table tucked cozily in one of the corners, Mickey grunted and mumbled at Ian when he tried to coax him into a normal fucking conversation, like they usually did when they hung out at the convenience store. His eyes were bouncing around, scanning the room anxiously, or boring into Ian in a way that made him want to squirm in his seat. 

He seemed cagey, uncomfortable in the bar and in Ian’s presence, so the question was: “Did you just kiss me to shut me up?” 

Mickey’s eyes snapped back to his face, searching and evaluating. “If I wanted to shut you up, kissing wouldn’t be my first option.”

Ian rolled his eyes, “whatever, I just don’t really get what we’re doing here. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you kissed me because you’re jealous and you brought me out here on a date.”

He watched Mickey’s face twitch as the word date fell out of his mouth, so he sighed and continued after a sip of his beer “but I do know better, you kissed me to shut me up and I don’t know why the fuck we’re here. You don’t need to worry about me fucking off completely just ‘cause I like going out with Ned, you’ve got a great ass and we have fun. If that’s all you’ve got for me, I can live with that, but don’t jerk me around like you’ve been doing today.” 

Ian finished his beer and moved to get up. He was playing it a lot cooler than he felt and knew he would probably crumple when he got home, but in that moment he didn’t really care. 

“Gallagher, wait- just sit down” Ian looked at where Mickey was staring up at him with a hand outstretched on the table, finally he added a quiet “please.”

And because Mickey was wearing his hair in that slicked back, pretty boy way Ian liked, looking up at him with pretty blue eyes and worrying his pretty bottom lip, Ian sat back down hesitantly. He tried to stare him down from across the table, but doubted he could pull off threatening to someone like Mickey. To his surprise, Mickey’s bitchy, nonchalant expression crumbled into something sad.

“I don't want to shut you up or anything, you’ve got it all wrong. I did want to… go out with you tonight, like that” Mickey admitted. “But I’ve never really - I don’t date. I don’t have a lot of friends, or hobbies. I’m not very smart, or funny and I think that as sad as it is, my life is going downhill from here, so I’m not really sure what we’re doing here either.”

“I’m a fucking asshole” Mickey looked up at him finally, daring him to disagree “and this, this thing we’re doing is stupid, and dangerous but I kissed you because I wanted to.”

Ian sat in shock, his mind spinning. Of all the things Mickey could have said, that was nowhere near what he was expecting. 

“I think you’re really funny” was the first thing he could think to blurt out “and probably pretty smart, if you actually tried to use your head for anything.”

Mickey stared at him with a blank expression and the air turned awkward around them, Ian exhaled a quiet sigh “Can you just be normal with me? I like you, a lot. I would want to be your friend even if we weren’t hooking up, so let’s just hang out. Can we do that?”

That earned Ian a grin, finally. Mickey was easy to talk to when he wasn’t so deep in his own head spinning himself into agitated circles. He was surprisingly non-judgmental of Ian’s blunt, stupid humor and unusual moralistic view of the world, as much as he had a worldview at sixteen years old. 

Ian got buzzed off three beers and they left when the bar closed down. The streets were pretty empty since it was a weeknight, and Ian boldly grabbed his wrist in a hard grip and pulled him into a darkened ally. 

Mickey pushed a little but mostly allowed himself to get backed against the warm bricks of a nearby building by two of Ian’s strong hands snaking down his sides to settle on his hips. It felt like he’d wanted to do this a hundred times before, so Ian took just a second to grin, joyful and a bit gloating, before leaning in.

Hope you had fun!! :)

#gallavich #shameless #mickey milkovich #sgt says #ian gallagher #gallavich fanfic #prompt game

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

Some Gallavich questions:

1. What was the first scene that made you ship them?

2. Favorite scene of theirs?

3. Favorite Ian line? Mickey line? (Doesn’t have to be in relation to each other)

4. When do you think they both realized they loved the other?

5. Where do you see them five years into their marriage?

YAY I LOVE THIS ASK TY

so when i started watching shameless i had already seen a few episodes/scenes before, so i knew that ian and mickey would end up together. the first scene was probably just, “IAN GALLAGHERRRRRR! YOU MESSED WITH THE WRONG GIRL!” but idk- one of the first scenes i watched was 4x12 where ian couldn’t get up, and when i saw how mickey was with ian that made me love them together.

bro i have no idea. every scene??? i think that if i had to narrow it down i’d say when ian came looking for the gun (1x07), the first dugouts scene (2x02), the first kiss (3x05), “don’t” (3x12), mickey comes out (4x11), ian can’t sleep (5x01), “sorry i’m late” (5x08), “you’re under my skin, man” (7x10), reunited in prison (9x06), “i wanna be where you are” (10x03), ian proposes (10x10), the entire wedding (10x12), “nick jonas” (11x03), mickey hires ian (11x04), the anniversary party (11x12). so yeah. i have a lot of favorites.

ian: “i think his dying wish was… get this plastic bag off my head.” mickey: “alright lets not stand around with our dicks in our hands, gentlemen.”

i think that mickey definitely realized he loved ian when he didn’t kill frank; and for ian, i think that he realized around the time when he was crying because of monica and wanted to see mickey/he picked mickey over kash.

five years into their marriage, i see them owning a house. i could see them having a house on the southside, a nice one that is what they both like. i made a post about my feelings on galladads, specifically how i’m not a big fan of it, so personally i don’t see them with a child- a cat or dog, maybe. i just hope that they’re happy and that things are going smoothly.

#shameless #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #gallavich #ask

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Hell, I suppose if you stick around long enough they have to say something nice about you.

- Ava Gardner, Ava: My Story

Ava Gardner was a hard-drinking, wisecracking, libidinous vamp, a liberated woman before it was even invented.

It's an extraordinary life of an extraordinary woman. She swore like a drunken sailor, slept with anything that moved, drove Frank Sinatra to such heights of passion and torment that he attempted suicide, and entirely failed to care what anybody thought of her.

Ava Gardner was an actress who starred in some good films and some not very good films; but more than that she was the great iconic beauty of her day. She wafted around the screen and was featured on the front covers of magazines looking untouchable in pearls and mink. And yet she behaved like a man or, at least, like a certain kind of man - one with pots of cash, a taste for hard liquor and a higher-than-average libido.

She was, in essence, a liberated woman, a good two decades before women's liberation was invented. Her success and status made it possible for her to make the kind of choices - and mistakes - that other women couldn't. And, even now, there's really nobody who can match her combination of carnality, glamour and a potty-mouth.

Sixty years on, people claim that Sex and the City's Samantha Jones is the figment of a gay, male scriptwriter's imagination, but compare it to this story from Murray Garrett, a press photographer, recounting a backstage photo-call: 'This one idiot guy ... says to her, "Hey Ava, Sinatra's career is over, he can't sing any more ... what do you see in this guy? He's just a 119-pound has-been." And Ava says, very demurely, no venom, just very cool, in the most perfect ladylike diction, "Well I'll tell you - 19 pounds is cock."'

She married three times - to Mickey Rooney (a serial cheater), the musician Artie Shaw (who belittled her) and finally and most tumultuously to Frank Sinatra. She lured him away from his wife, sinking his career in the process, married him, divorced him, but never got over him. Nor he her. It was a life-long relationship between two people who loved each other but couldn't be together. Their rows, she said, 'started on the way to the bidet'.

Instead, Gardner had affairs. They litter her life. She slept with David Niven, Robert Mitchum, John F Kennedy. She had flings with Spanish bullfighters and Mexican beach boys and rejected Howard Hughes, the multi-millionaire aviator and womaniser.

What made Gardner who she was? It's the great, unanswered question of her life and career. There is nothing in the early years to suggest her character to come. Not the tomboyish childhood spent with her family among the ordinary rural poor of north Carolina; nor the moment when an MGM studio exec spotted her portrait in the window of a photographer's shop; nor even when she married Mickey Rooney, the studio's biggest star.

It is as if her character wasn't so much revealed over time, as forged in the furnaces of Hollywood's industrial complex.There are countless testimonies from other Hollywood stars to Gardner's beauty, but almost no sense of her as a person. She gradually turns from object to subject, her beauty her defining characteristic and the key to her power and freedom but also, as her favourite director, John Huston, says, a curse from the gods. 'Ava,' he said, 'has well and truly paid for her beauty.'

Her high spirits descend into alcoholic abuse; her wanton behaviour into episodes such as the one when she is banned from the Ritz in Madrid for urinating in the lobby; when she moves to live out her days in the relative anonymity of a London flat it is with a sinking heart that you realise that the woman who charmed Ernest Hemingway and Robert Graves should become so isolated.

She made some truly terrible choices, including turning down the role of Mrs Robinson in The Graduate and ending her days making schlock TV. She was careless of her art, under-confident about her talent and tended to be taken at her own measure. But ultimately, it's besides the point. Gardner's genius was not her work, but, as her own autobiographical book proves, her life.

#gardner #ava gardner #quote #actress #hollywood #golden age #beauty #film #cinema #movies #diva #sex siren #sex appeal #femme fatale #culture

[dynamic-power]

Weekly tag wednesday: sleepover edition!

Thanks Nosho @creepkinginc for the tag!! And Kat @mybrainismelted for the fun questions this week!

Name: Dyno 🦖

Location: Northern California 🐻

We’ll start with some easy ones!

Is there a celebrity you think you look like? If so, who: Uhh no I don't think so. I get compared to people I know irl, but not celebrities.

Do you still have stuffed animals in your bed? Yep, and I always will

Who is your celebrity crush? Joe Keery, though Cam is a close second

OK, now for some slightly embarrassing ones!

Have you ever accidentally sent a naughty message to the wrong person? Yes, I have, embarrassingly enough. Back when I was still dating (before i realized i was a variation of aroace), I was seeing a person who had the same name as a friend of mine. I have never made the same mistake since. 🙃

Have you ever snorted your drink out your nose on a date? No, but I have done that thing where you stand up from a chair and trip over your own feet. Fell flat on my face.

Have you ever peed in a public pool? Lmao maybe when I was a kid?

And we will close it out with some shameless characters bang/marry/kill:

Ian/Mickey/Kev: bang Ian, marry Mickey, kill Kev

Fiona/V/Svetlana: bang V, marry Fiona, kill Svet

Frank/Kermit/Tommy: Why. I mean, if I absolutely had to? Bang Frank, marry Tommy, kill Kermit? Maybe. Can I just go on a murder spree and call it a day?

Karen/Mandy/Sandy: bang Sandy, marry Mandy, kill Karen

Jimmy/Sean/Gus: bang Jimmy, marry Sean, kill Gus.

Tagging: @stocious @transmickey @callivich @juliakayyy @meagaboooo @spacerockwriting @skylerwinchester @jrooc @krystallouwho @ian-galagher and anyone else who wants to play! This is me, tagging you 💜

#ask dyno #tag games #weekly tag wednesday

[coltrainbat]

Frank and his girlfriend reader bringing mary to Disneyland, florida for the first time

The Happiest Place on Earth is with You

A/N: This was a great excuse to watch Gifted again! Admittedly, I have never been to Disneyland but I did my research! Hope you liked the little twist I slid in there. 💕

“Ok so first I wanna go on Space Mountain, and then the Seven Dwarves Mine Train, and then Y/N, I know scary things freak you out but please please please you have to come to Tower of Terror with us!”

“Ok easy kiddo we haven’t even gotten through the Gate.”

Frank and you had taken Mary to Disney for the first time ever and it was safe to say… she was losing her mind. 

You waited in line, head strained up to listen attentively to Mary on Frank’s shoulders.

“I’ll go on the Tower of Terror with you on ONE condition.”

“What???” 

“You have to come with me to get a princess makeover at the Boutique.”

Mary groaned, face planting into Frank’s head.

“Oh, come on sweet pea it’d do you some good to have your hair brushed for once.” Frank pulled the legs of his niece. 

“Not for her you idiot, for me! I want to be the princess!” Mary’s face came back up and it light up in glee.

“Yes, yes, yes, Frank Y/N can finally be a real life, Princess!”

“Look at her Mary she’s already a princess.” He moved towards you closing the space between you to stealing a kiss.

“Guysss you promised to not be weird today.”  

“Sorry kiddo can’t help it; you’ll understand one day.” Chris pulled her down off his shoulders so she could walk through the barrier scanning her Magic Band.

Making your way through the gates, Mary was already hyper.  

“I did some research and the average wait time for rides is 36 minutes, with each ride lasting about 8 minutes, giving time for entering, being properly secured and then exiting...” 

She clicked her fingers at you two pulling your gaze away from each other. 

“Pay attention! Then exiting that mean’s we’d spend on average 48 minutes on each ride and since you promised we could stay here till 9, that gives us 11 hours… factoring in meal times...”

“Hey Mary?” 

“Yeah...”

“No more calculations today, have fun and get high on sugar like the rest of the kids here.” Frank patted his hand on the young girl’s head.

“Besides Mars we won’t have to wait that long.”

You called Mary, Mars because that’s where her head seemed at most days and also because you thought she was destined to be the first person on Mars.

One time Frank tried to get in on the nickname, but Mary quickly shut up him down saying it was a special thing between you two only. 

Heck, he didn’t care he was just glad she had a female role model in her life. You’d known Mary since she was 3 and you two, despite your differences in practically everything, got on like a house on fire.

“Why’s that?” she enquired.

Frank reached into his back pocket, pulling out 3 fast passes.  

“No. You. Didn’t.” Her eyes widened at the golden passes in his hand. 

“I didn’t but Y/N did.”

You beamed at your favourite little girl. As she jumped on you suddenly. Embracing you in a gleeful hug 

“THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU.”

“You’re welcome honey now let’s get started on that sugar… how about a… waffle?”

You didn’t think it was possible that such a small body could demolish Mickey waffles, Corn Dog Nuggets, Caramel Popcorn, half a turkey leg and a Peanut Butter and Jelly Milkshake all in the space of 2 hours. But that was Mary, constantly surprising you.

After your 3rd go on Space Mountain, you were finally able to drag the both of them to the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique.

“Hi y’all what will it be today a Princess makeover for the little one.” The attendant peered over the stand, looking down at Mary.

“No, I have no interest in dressing up as a make-believe princess whose dependant on a man to save her, but this is my adult Y/N” 

The young girl gestured towards you

“Unlike the princesses in the movies, she’s actually real and much prettier than the CGI crap you guys spit out. We are here to get a crown fitted on her head which is my uncle Frank over here’s poor substitute for a wedding ring but at least he has his wits about him to treat her like a princess, so some deadbeat doesn’t come along to steal her from him and in turn me.”

Mary finished her spiel, meeting the attendants face whose eyes were practically bulging out of her head, she quickly blinked looking from the girl to you and Frank behind her, you both met her with a nervous smile as most people aren’t used to a 7-year-old talking like she’s straight out of a Tarantino movie. 

“A crown would be great thank you.” You managed to get out through clenched teeth. 

“Over there in the corner.” The attendant responded still in shock at what she just heard. Frank’s hand nudging Mary to move towards the display. All 3 of you quickly burst out with laughter. 

“For your information young lady, it’s not a substitute for a wedding ring its merely a temporary hold until I can afford to buy her the biggest diamond in the western hemisphere!” 

Mary gestured you to come down to your level “I wouldn’t hold your breath.” She whispered in your ear.

“Don’t worry Mars, I have another thing to hold him down.” 

The two helped you pick out a shiny tiara with pearl detail attached to a headband with 2 pink puffy Mickey Ear’s bordering it. 

“How do I look?” You placed the headband on your head. 

You were met with big grins from both of them.

“Beautiful” Mary gushed

“Like I should start watching my back before some “deadbeat” steals you.” 

“Ok good we are ready for the Tower of Terror then!” You smiled nervously.

Mary was right, you really didn’t like scary things. 

As you got into the dark elevator, you breathe became a bit ragged, something about being cramped in a dark space with a bunch of people about to be propelled down an abandoned shaft made you queasy.

“Hey, it’s fine I got you.” Frank’s grip on your hand tightened. 

“Me too.” The little girl, looked up at you holding your other hand. Giving it a small squeeze. 

While you shrieked in terror at the sudden drop, the pairs hands never left yours and Frank quickly supported your weight when you felt you were about to fall over with fear. 

As you exited the ride Mary ran in front of you both turning towards you.

“See Y/N it wasn’t THAT scary.”

“Yeah, no it was totally fine... totally fine.” You choked out, hand massaging your throat as Frank practically carried you out of the exit. Both of his hands around your waist coaxing you forward. 

“Hey kiddo let’s sit down here for a sec and have a bite to eat.” Frank gestured her towards the table outside a food stand. 

When you were all settled and comfortable, munching a way at your 5th meal of the day. 

Frank cleared his throat. 

“Mary, do you know why we brought you to Disneyland?”

“Because it’s the happiest place on earth and this is where “normal kids” have the most fun?” 

“Yes, that but also because we might not be able to do trips just all 3 of us like this again in the future.”

Mary’s heart sank, her mind went to the worst, thinking you were leaving them, leaving Frank because he wouldn’t marry you. It was too late, and a deadbeat had already stolen you. She was about to lose another key person in her life and there was nothing she could do about it. 

Noticing the sudden sadness on her face, you placed your hand on hers.

“Mars honey, I’m having a baby.”

The sadness on her face was replaced with pure shock. A silence fell over the table, and you looked at Frank with worry. Before you could assure the young girl that you weren’t going to love her any differently, she left out an earth-shattering shriek.

“AHHHH OMG I’M GONNA HAVE A SIBLING! Omg we can play Legos and I can teach them Trachtenberg and we can go on the boat and-“

“Ok easy Kiddo let’s wait till it’s out her stomach first yeah?"

The little girl latched onto your neck, embracing you in a hug.

“I’m so happy you’re not leaving.” She whispered into your ear. 

“I’m not going anywhere without you Mars.” Tightening your grip around her tiny frame in your arms.  

“She asleep?” Frank questioned.

You looked behind you towards the passenger seat seeing the sleeping child, head leaning on her shoulder, slumped in her seat. 

“Out like a light.” You smiled. 

You drove along the dark road illuminated by streetlights, a couple of streets away from home.

“I’d say she took the news well.” Frank smirked at you.

“Well? She almost exploded with joy.” You laughed softly hoping not to wake her up. 

Frank took your hand, pulling it up to his lips, kissing it softly. 

“If you’re anything like you are now with Mary, you’re going to be an amazing mom, Y/N”

“I love you.”

“I love you too beautiful.”

He pulled into your driveway.

Opening the passenger door, and carefully unbuckling her belt, weary not to wake her he pulled the sleeping kiddo out from the seat. He held her over his shoulder, holding his other hand out for you to take as you walked into the house after another amazing day. 

#frank adler #frank adler x female!reader #chris evans fic #frank adler x reader #frank adler imagine #frank adler fluff #chris evans imagines #chris evans characters #chris evans character x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fandom

[milkovichrules]

tag wednesday sleepover!! im ready im comfy im cosy 🛌

thank you sm for the tag lovely people @stocious @transmickey @jrooc @sgtmickeyslaughter 🖤🖤

name: river

location: north england

we’ll start with some easy ones!

is there a celebrity you think you look like? not look like but my friend told me I behave exactly like freya mavor (from skins) specifically in a video where she’s doing a tour of mini’s room

do you still have stuffed animals on your bed? they’re mostly in other places but on the bed I’ve got a very big snuggly eevee

who is your celebrity crush? caroline polachek 😍

now for some slightly more embarrassing ones!

have you ever accidentally sent a naughty message to the wrong person? nooooo

have you ever snorted a drink out of your nose on a date? nope but I did spill one all over myself before I had to go to night school and was then dumped over text lmao

have you ever peed in a public pool? I don’t think so??

and we will close it out with some shameless characters bang/marry/kill!

ian/mickey/kev: bang mickey, marry ian, kill kev :(

fiona/v/svetlana: bang svetlana, marry v, kill fiona my love im sorry

frank/kermit/tommy: uuuuuh ill just kill frank and then do nothing else cool

karen/mandy/sandy: bang karen, marry mandy, kill sandy

jimmy/sean/gus: wow maybe just bang em all and run tbh

tagging (if ya wanna💤): @abetterdaaye @krystallouwho @golden28s @lupeloto @heymrspatel @softmick @m4ndysk4nkovich @iansw0rld @miilkoviich @depressedstressedlemonzest 🖤

#tag game #*

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

WIP day, newest day of the week

Tagged by @doodlevich @flamingbluepanda @energievie and @sisitrip to share bits of what I'm working on.

BUT

I at the moment don't have any chapter drafts, so I'll just share all the WIPS and little blurbs about them.

Stranger Things

Chrissy Wake Up

Chrissy has nightmares and looks to Eddie for help. She also begins to lose the chains that her mother and Jason tie her down with thanks to Eddie's help and acceptance.

The New Girl At Hawkins High

Eddie Munson x Plus size reader where the reader is new to Hawkins and Eddie is drawn to her. Inviting her to join Hellfire for the night.

Gallavich/Shameless

Can We Skip To The Good Stuff

Mandy drags Mickey to a concert where they have a VIP pass to play dodgeball with the band and the crew, Mickey clocks the redhead in the face, gets taken back by security and talks with the redhead, hitting it off. Only when he sees Ian on stage does he realize he's the main singer.

The Upside

After Ian is injured after a bipolar manic episode that leaves him with c7 quadriplegia and in a wheelchair his older sister and brother decide he needs a caretaker.

Mickey is needing a job to appease his parole officer when he accidentally applies as Ian's life auxiliary. Which means up close and personal time with the redheaded boss.

Spare Parts

After a run with Terry goes bad and Mickey is shot, he has to undergo surgery to get his right arm and his right leg. His world is turned upside down as he tries to rehabilitate and cope with the sudden changes he is going through.

Ian is a physical therapist dealing with inner mental health problems and is working at Mountain Heights Physical Therapy when a tough looking brunette woman comes in to make an appointment for her brother.

Knight in a Shining Youber

Mickey is an uber driver, one night picking up a couple from the Fairy Tale he realizes the ginger is drugged out of his mind and the geriatric fuck he's with is taking advantage of him. Mickey takes Ian somewhere safe until he can sober up and tell him where he can take him.

Ian doesn't have anywhere to go, he's in dept to a drug dealer and he's recently been abused in several ways and his mind is all fucked up. When he wakes up to an unfamiliar surroundings with a blue eyed man making breakfast he doesn't know what to think, where to go. But Mickey is there to help.

Once Upon a Food Truck

Mickey and Ian are rival food truck operators in Chicago and when they begin fighting over a parking spot it starts to get personal with views being racked up on social media, the rivals decide a little fake dating for the fans will get them both plenty of customers. But the fake dating starts getting a little more realer than the two planned.

Valorous Vigilantes

Ian is an EMT when he gets a call to go to the Alibi where there's a fight happening. He's surprised to see Mickey Milkovich getting beat close to death by his father, even more surprised to find out that Terry was beating him because Mickey came out as "a big ol mo." Ian picks Mickey up and takes him to the hospital.

Once admitted Ian visits him and finds out more about Mickey than he had planned.

Big Top Beloveds

(This one doesn't get regularly updated, I just needed to get this bit out of my head.)

Mickey Milkovich is the new Circus Ringmaster/owner of the Gallagher Circus, Terry won it from Frank as a form of payment and is throwing the responsibility to Mickey, thinking it's a shit job. Mickey, completely out of his element, starts changing things around much to the irritation and anger of some members there, the tall redhead being one of them. Ian Gallagher is one of the acrobats and aerial performers of his father's circus, when a new ringmaster joins them and starts to change shit around Ian is pissed, until he realizes that the new ringmaster is the man with the stunning blue eyes from before.

#Jesus I have so many WIPS #don't know why I can't just work on one at a time #think I'll try that next time #stranger things #stranger things eddie munson #Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x plus size reader #Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham #Chrissy Cunningham #chrissy wake up #hellcheer #otp: mean and scary #mean and scary #shameless #gallavich #Ian Gallagher #Mickey Milkovich #The New Girl at Hawkins High #Chrissy Wake Up #hellfire club #eddissy #Valorous Vigilantes #can we skip to the good part #once upon a food truck #big top beloveds #the upside #spare parts #knight in a shining youber #ian gallagher loves mickey milkoich #mickey milkovich loves ian gallagher

[ms-moonlight-inn]

Time for Gallavich wedding headcanons: 1. Besides edible boxers from Carl and the honeymoon Car from Liam, what wedding gifts do they get? 2. What flavor was their wedding cake? 3. How the fuck do they have 120 guests at the wedding? Who are they inviting? (only to claim they have no friends a season later?) 4. Why did Ian say Mickey and not Mikhailo? 5. What's one thing in the wedding that way important to Ian? (Chiavari chairs level important)

Good Saturday morning to you my lovely @gallavich-headcanon 🌹🦋

*sharpens claws, opens dictation app*

Let's go...

1) Sandy convinces Debbie to weld them a custom set of manacles (leather cuffs, with the kind of chains you'd use to tie down a junkyard dog). It's accompanied with a greeting card handmade by Franny.

Lip gives them a gift card to something stupid like McDonald's in front of everyone, but then in private hands them an obnoxiously sweet 5-page letter wishing them all the best.

Tami promises them haircuts forever.

Frank promises not to throw up all over their wedding shoes.

2) Ok, call me old-fashioned, but I'm a sucker for a properly executed sponge cake that has an amazing filling & is topped with a perfectly paired icing. So, they go with two flavors. 'Cause why the fuck not?

Half the cake is a white sponge with a chocolate ganache and a white almondine frosting.

The other half is the same white sponge with a raspberry filling and a white frosting that has a hint of citrus in it.

3) I literally have no idea how in the hell they got 120 guests at their wedding. I imagine some of them could be former prison buddies. Maybe one or two from the club. Maybe Mickey used to roll with some of them back when he would do runs or shady shit? And it could be entirely possible that the guest list simply grew completely out of hand 'cause Mickey, in his "fuck you, Terry" giddiness told all of his guests to bring as many +1s as they wanted.

And the fact that they ended up with zero friends at the beginning of S11 could just be pandemic rules. Me, personally, I ended sloughing off a few people from my life during the pandemic. But, conversely, I ended up adding a bunch of new people to my circle. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Who knows. It's Shameless, best not to think about it. 🙃

4) OooOoo, THIS is the question I was hoping and praying you would ask me!

That wedding vow, whisperer-sigh Mickey™ we get?

Mmm, mmm, mmm. It's my headcanon that Ian has been saying Mickey's name just like that since all the way in S5.

Don't believe me? Look:

As you said, he goes from "Mick" to "Mickey" on his phone's caller ID in 5.11 —a highly emotional episode. And I'm damn skippy every time that his phone lights up in that episode, Ian says Mickey™ all soft and whispery both out loud & in his head.

In fact, I totally think that he says Mickey™ just like that at any & every highly emotional moment.

Hence, no Mikhailo at the wedding.

5) Ian 100% refuses to have "Living On a Prayer" as a wedding song. If you ask him, that would be the most tragic entrance song for the otherwise beautifully-planned wedding his fiancé willed into existence. From the very first moment that Mickey suggested it, Ian knows he hates that song.

Not in general, just as a wedding march.

But he can't tell Mickey that. Not with the way Grumpypants has been stopping around breaking shit. So, Ian bides his time, looks for his in... finally, an opportunity.

The rest, so the cliché goes, is canon history.

***

Have a lovely weekend. Always fun to hear from you. 🥰

PS:

I haven't forgotten about 🎒. It's on my hit list.

[eddieheart]

GIRL IN THE ATTIC

Fandom: Shameless (US)

Pairings: background Mickey x Ian

Words: 1566

Faceclaime: India Eisley

Description: Lillian moves in with the Gallaghers.

Part 1:

Lillian had been staying with the Gallagher's for a blissful week. She hadn't been out of the house in so long, that even the shrill sounds of a baby waking her up was music to her ears.

Fiona hadn't been been thrilled at the thought of another mouth to feed. But after Ian and Mickey told her what happened, she'd welcomed Lillian with open arms.

She'd spend most of her time upstairs in the attic, cleaning it up and organizing things. Fiona had given her some old hand-me downs and Fiona had nearly cried at her reaction.

She was just about as sheltered as Ethel had been. The others had been teaching her things; video games, building things, gardening, baseball and they'd even shown her what Netflix was.

Carl liked having someone to teach, Debbie liked having a new sister and Liam loved the extra attention. She was quite good with him.

Fiona didn't mind the free babysitting or the fact that while teaching Lillian the kids themselves were learning. Lip hasn't been around much, so they haven't met yet. To be frank Ian was a little worried about it.

Lip did have the habit of being overly judgmental and Lillian was- she was fragile to say the least.

It was the middle of the day, the weather was warm and the sun was bright. So, Ethel had taken it upon herself to help Lillian plant a garden in the Gallagher's backyard.

Lillian was wearing some hand-me down jeans and a tea shirt and her hair was in a messy bun.  She was almost three months pregnant now so she was starting to show a bit. Both Liam and Jonah were in the back with them

Ethel was digging a small hole with her hands while Lillian leaned over her. Liam crawled up next to Lillian and reached his grubby hands up to touch her face. Lilian giggled at the boy and swept him up into her arms onto her lap.

He giggled as he was jostled around and Lillian placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. She kept one hand around Liam as she used the other to poke holes with her fingers.

Ethel looked up at Lillian and the small boy, smile on her face.

"You're going to be a great mother." Her head shot up, she hadn't told Ethel she was pregnant.

"Is it that obvious." She asked. She hadn't been self conscious about her weight since leaving Terry's.

"You look absolutely glowing Lillian, I remember being that size with Jonah. Many of my sisters had children as well." She smiled kindly.

Lillian's other hand has moved up to little Liam's hair, petting it softly. He cooed softly into her chest.

They could hear the front door slam, and a bit of a ruckus inside. The back door opened with a loud screech Liam and a tall blond boy walked over to them.

"Hey Ethel, Liam. Hey little man." The boy leaned down to say hello to the younger, then looked up to Lillian.

"Lillian this my older brother, Lip." She furrowed her brows at mention of his name. "Phillip- Lip." Ian finished.

She bowed her head in a nod and mumbled a greeting. He was intimidating, at least to her.

"It's nice to see you again Phillip, would you boys like to join us? We're planting tomatoes." Ethel said with her natural enthusiastic personality.

"Yeah sure Ian why don't we plant tomatoes." Lip said, almost jokingly.

"Yeah Lip, let's." He smiled over at his brother, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the dirt.

"So Lillian,  you one of Ethel's friends?" He asked. He leaned forward towards her slightly.

Liam leaned backwards in her lap almost falling over, so she steadied him with her hand. He giggled playfully as she rocked him back and forth.

"Yes. She's helped me a lot. So have Carl and Debbie." He cocked his head to the side and looked between her and Ian.

"What could Carl help you with?" He asked laughing slightly.

"He's helping me with math, he's quite good. Debbie's better with English, I appreciate all the help. Fiona has even lent me some GED books." She smiled at him, eyes filled with hope.

Lip looked even more confused now glancing over at Ian, hoping for some context.

"Lillian had some shity family stuff going on and needed some help so Fi let her move in, we're helping her out." He nodded and looked back over at her.

She could hear giggling behind her and looked over at Jonah, she smiled and waggled her fingers in his face playfully.

“Ya’ shity family, we know all about that.” Lip said.

She nodded cuddling Liam closer. She heard a soft buzzing and Lip reached into his pocket. He pulled out his phone and sighed.

“Getting late, wanna head in for lunch?” She looked to Ethel and Ian, glancing back and forth. Almost like she was looking for approval.

“Yeah sure, you guys coming?” Ian asked.

Ethel grabbed the empty seed packets and put them in a small ziplock, then into her pocket. She grabbed Jonah, stood up and Lillian followed suit. They walked back into the house, sitting the kids at the table as Ian grabbed plates.

Lillian sat in a chair next to Liam, she felt awkward. Being here was the first time in a long time that she wasn’t the one serving.

Ian passed Lip plates filled with what seemed to be chili and bread. Lip put the plates on the table and they were passed around to Ethel and Lillian.

Ian walked around the table with a smaller bowl and cut up bread for the kids. Then Lip put a few more filled plates on the table.

Ian walked over to the staircase, grabbed the railing and leaned upwards.

“Carl, Debs! Lunch!” He walked back over to the table. She could hear the pounding and thumping of feet down the stairs as the kids rounded the corner.

They ate quietly and as soon as the kids were done they ran back upstairs, arguing and pushing each other along the way.

For once she finally felt at peace.

——

Mickey came by that afternoon, he and Ian had a hushed conversation, one that Lillian couldn’t hear. They didn’t really do anything that evening, just ate and rested.

Mickey and Ian went upstairs almost immediately, Lip didn’t want to ask.

Lillian was sitting on the couch with Carl and Debbie as they went over their homework, answering her questions as they went. Lip watched from the kitchen. He’s never seen Carl do homework willing.

He smiled and chuckled under his breath. He was nursing his second beer as he leaned against the door frame.

The attic door was opened and the ladder was pulled down as well. He was confused, that must be where she’s staying. He couldn’t see much from that angle, but what he could see looked clean and organized.

“Wait so read and read are spelt the same? Even though it sounds like red, like the colour?” She tilted her head to the side.

“Yeah, so are which and witch, like which one and witches. Y’know?” She raised her eyebrows in what seemed to be shock.

They could hear the shower running upstairs and shortly after Ian came down the stairs and Mickey followed after, heading to the kitchen.

They laughed about something stupid and grabbed a few glasses of water. Then Mickey walked over to Lillian and the kids, Ian stood next to Lip.

“So she got Carl doing homework?” He asked his younger brother.

Ian chuckled and tilted his head back, glancing at the group. Mickey was sitting on the floor and leaning over them, joining the conversation seamlessly.

“Yeah, she needed help with it and apparently Carl likes teaching so we’re not complaining.” Lip nodded.

They could heard banging and yelling coming from outside.

“Mickey! I now you’re in there! Where the fuck is my wife!” Lillian’s head shot up, Lip could see the panic on her face.

“Get upstairs now, now.” Ian spoke hurriedly and motioned Lillian up the ladder. When she got to the top she looked down on them in fear.

“Don’t come down till we tell y’a okay? Don’t make a sound. You don’t know she’s here okay?” Mickey said glancing at the kids.

Ian grabbed the bottom of the ladder and pushed up until it was tucked inside the attic. Lillian closed the attic door from the inside.

Terry banged on the door recklessly. Lip shared a glance between the boys and turned to the kids.

“Go upstairs, now!” He said.

Mickey walked to the door and threw it open, Terry fell inside and pushed past him.

“Where are you y’a little bitch! Huh! I’ll find you!” Mickey turned to his father.

“She ain’t here! Get the fuck out!” He pointed to the door.

Terry flung his head around to look at him. He scowled and let out a sound akin to a growl.

“I’m gonna find her!” He pushed past him, knocking his shoulder with great force.

Mickey glared at him until he left the house, he and Ian watched the windows until they were certain he was truest gone. Mickey let out a sigh and turned to face Lip.

He had a shocked expression on his face.

“What the fuck man?”

#mickey milkovich #shameless #ian gallagher #fiona gallagher #liam gallagher #carl gallagher #debbie gallagher #kidnapped girl #orginal character #original female character

[dateddisneydishes]

Oswald's Lucky Lunch

From Oswald the Lucky Rabbit in Sky Scrappers

The History

Alright, so if you read the previous posts, Disney had some successful cartoon series, but he never really had a breakout character to market. Alice was a real girl, Pete was a villian, not the star, and the only character to make it out of the Laugh-O-Grams was Julius the Cat, who went on to be Alice's sidekick.

Julius was little more than a Felix the Cat rip-off and Disney was never satisfied with the character. Yet Disney's distributer at the time, Charles Mintz, insisted that the character stayed just to compete with Felix the Cat.

As the contract to the Alice series came to a close, Disney decided that it was time to make a wholly original character, Oswald the Lucky Rabbit.

In many ways Oswald is a prototype Mickey Mouse, but without a voice. Later portrayals try to give him a more unique personality, but in the actual shorts themselves he's really not that much different from any other 1920s rubber hose cartoon star.

What made Oswald so successful was the animation itself and how Disney's team of artists were, at the time, pushing the boundaries of animation.

The Food

Now to represent Oswald's run of shorts, I've chosen the last Oswald the Lucky Rabbit cartoon that Disney would release, Sky Scrappers.

In it, Oswald, while working at a construction site, looses his lunch, and a cute girl cat, named Sadie, gives him one of the lunch boxes that she's selling from her cart. The lunch consists of a hot dog, mustard, and you see an apple in one shot.

There's a some sight gags involving the hot dog, and indeed the previous Oswald short was all about hot dogs as well, so the animators got a lot of milage out of the concept.

But what made the hot dog so funny?

Well besides the name itself, the sausage's shape made it perfect to animate in flat back in white, making it easy to read on screen. Plus, by the late 1920s, hot dogs had become synonymous with street food and the working man, due to it's ease of preparation and eating on the go.

Therefore today we'll be covering two recipes for the price of one, as a hot dog isn't a full lunch on it's on.

Red Hot, Hot Dogs

Now, if you want to be authentic you'll need Nathan's Classic Franks rather then the more modern bologna hot dogs. Frankfurter sausage was the original hot dogs at the turn of the century, brought over by German and Polish immigrants. Nathan's was also the biggest name brand in Hot Dogs during the 1920s.

Ingredients

Frankfurters

Vienna Rolls

Spicy Mustard

Cookware

Grill, griddle, or cast iron skillet

Directions

Grill franks, as many as you want, on either an outdoor grill or a cast iron skillet indoors, just untill the edges start to char and the sausage plumps up some.

Remove from heat and place franks inside a slice Vienna rolls.

Spread on spicy mustard to taste

Serve with apple chips

Apple Chips

As I said before, just a hot dog on it's own isn't a full lunch. You want at least a side to go with it.

In the short Oswald has what looks to be an apple in his lunch box. But an apple on it's own is boring, so what else goes with hot dogs?

Chips!

Or in this case Apple Chips.

Ingredients

2 apples

Sugar to taste

Cinnamon to taste

Cookware

Baking sheets

Parchment paper

Knife

Directions

Preheat oven to 225F degrees.

Line two baking sheets with parchment paper.

Core and cut apples into thin slices. The variety of apple your choice.

Lay slices out evenly on baking sheets

Bake for one hour, then flip slices and bake for another hour.

Remove from oven and let cool for 5 mins. If crisp, they're done, if not, then add them back into the oven and cook at 15 min intervals until done.

Once out of the oven sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon if so desired.

This isn't the end of our discussion of Oswald the Lucky Rabbit by any means. Tune in next time where we talk about how Disney lost the rights to his beloved character over a nice sandwich.

#oswald the lucky rabbit #disney #disney dishes #historical recipes #sky scrappers #hot dogs #apple chips #food history #animation history

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

here's a question, what do you think happens to Debbie (and Franny) post s11? Personally I'm not a fan of the idea that Debbie would go off with Heidi after she fought tooth and nail to stay in her own house, plus Heidi is...not really what I'd picture for a good ending to Debbie's story. What would you see being a good post script for Debs?

ahhhh i love you for asking this

i mean, there's a part of me that wants to say that everything will go great for them, but i think that it'll be rough for a little while.

to answer the heidi thing (which i have talked about many times before but this ask is a little bit old lol sorry!), she will not last. she'll be gone in like, a week, and will never be heard from again. i think that the finale made that pretty clear, even though other people interpreted it in other ways. when heidi mentioned texas, debbie looked hesitant, and considering how she spent the past season fighting for this house, and the past eleven seasons fighting for her family, there isn't a single part of me that thinks she will be leaving for texas and if she does, her kid will be coming with her 100%.

but anyways, debbie will be going through it. she will have lost her father and her girlfriend in the same week or so and given her abandonment issues, i think she'll probably break. she'll have a whole breakdown over it, then be a bit depressed for a month or two, and then i think she'll slowly start to feel better. also, something that nobody talks about for some reason is the fact that post-11x12 all of the gallaghers (including mickey, tami, kevin, and veronica) all most likely get covid since they were all around frank and like touching him and shit, so that will probably happen.

i think that, as always, she'll pick herself up on her own and fix everything herself. her business will thrive, maybe she'll help out at the alibi if carl and tipping buy it (i hc that they do), but i think that money-wise she'll be set.

she and lip will definitely still have some conflict. every gallagher kid has a complex, difficult relationship with frank (i've actually been writing about this) but these two and frank have always stuck out to me (but they all stick out to me, honestly). i think that since the two of them were already fighting and are both notoriously awful at handling their emotions shit will go down.

debbie will keep the house since it's been in her name since the season nine finale (i mean duh, why would lip get to sell HER house??), lip, tami, and fred will move to milwaukee but then lip and tami will split up and it'll be messy, maybe he'll come back to chicago and they'll get split custody, carl will live there for another year or two, liam will live there until he graduates, and ian and mickey will move back to the south side. debbie will feel uneasy because of all of the change, so she'll insist on family dinners weekly, absolutely NO exceptions (you could be sick with some sort of flesh eating virus and she'd still demand that you attend).

she will never fully process losing frank. even dead, he still manages to fuck her over. i think that she'll set up a memorial for him a lot like the one she set up in 3x01.

if she reads the letter it'll fuck her up even more and i'm hoping that she gets therapy (i have a fic in my drafts about this lol) to help her deal with trauma, abandonment issues, grief, and help her navigate parenting while being only twenty.

i seriously just wish her the best because season eleven really made me realize how much she actually needs help.

live laugh debbie gallagher

#shameless #shameless us #shameless meta #debbie gallagher #franny gallagher #heidi shameless #post-finale #11x12

[virgil-says-things]

fuck it hey hi I'm back at this again KENDJFNF

'I'm not even thinking about your dick. In my dad's mouth. I'm not." Jimmy. please. watching him have a crisis is funny but he needs to leave Ian alone he's just tryna eat his toast 😭

"too busy to help your old man?" (Frank) "yes! forever." (Lip)

at least Carl no longer believes he has cancer

'can I kiss u?' (Ned) the IMMEDIATE no from Ian made me laugh 😭

Ian isn't actually going to rob Ned's house for him. right?

Carl's learning that gay people exist

'i hit something!' (Hank) yeah, the sewer line. no bones in sight yet (Frank, Carl and Hank (?) are trying to find aunt ginger's bones before the people that are going to be working on the sewer line do)

'i think Karen messed u up bad' (Kevin, talking to Lip) uh oh!

"dude's got daddy issues. no wonder u dig him." (Lip) "I can hear u!" (Jimmy)

it's 5am and I'm listening to Sheila admit she likes inflicting sexual pain to a dying nun who took a vow of silence is this scene over now.

Mandy and Ian leaving the room and turning the lights off when they go and Carl immediately saying 'I need to know where the gay wieners go.' 😭

OMG. MICKEY!!!! Mickey helping Ian with training yet starts shooting more when Ned is mentioned (I'm definitely reaching here but shush. I call jealousy.' ALSO. 'he isn't afraid to kiss me' (Ian). ouch!!! the SILENCE from Mickey after that.

"no, please just go home. Mandy. to ur own fucking house for once." (Lip) this makes me so sad!! because I can tell Mandy actually feels for smth for him. and it's just. agh!! the silence from all three of them (Kevin's there too) is so loud. Mandy's gone tho so. she was just trying to help!!

Debbie's sexualising herself to try to fit in. those girls are such assholes what the fuck.

"Just because Karen wiped her ass with you doesn't give you the right to shit on Mandy.' Ian has a point and I'm so glad someone's actually sticking up for her

Fiona dumping the news that Molly isn't actually a girl on him and then leaving Lip to deal with the aftermath of that 😭

Sheila found out the nun that she confessed everything to posted about it on the internet 😭

this argument. holy shit. Jimmy had some good points tho ngl

Lip leaving Karen a voicemail just telling her everyone's doing great and then going "Just in case you were wondering. You selfish, ignorant, heinous piece of dog shit. Thank you for leaving and never coming back. You - We all owe you a huge fucking favour. You rock." 😭

Jimmy's gone and they still haven't found aunt ginger

HE'S FUCKING ESTEFANIA????? or well. Este's fucking him. he doesn't seem like he's enjoying this at all??

personally, if I were Mandy, I'd make Lip at least say the words 'I'm sorry' before going down there but that's just me

AW NOOOO THEY'RE CUDDLING (SORT OF) WHILE WATCHING FIREWORKS BUT MANDY'S LOOKING AT LIP INSTEAD. THE SMILE ON HER FACE OH MY GOD. WHY CAN'T SOMEONE LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!! OHHHH MY GOD! MICKEY AND HIS BROTHERS? COUSINS? I CAN'T REMEMBER. R GOING TO ROB THE HOUSE WHILE IAN WAITS OUTSIDE. MICKEY RAN BACK AND KISSED IAN. WHAT THE FUCKKKK.

Ned's wife woke up while Mickey and one of the other two were trying to get the grandfather clock out of the house. and she came down the stairs with a gun. "You got shot Mickey!" (Ian) "Yes, I fucking know I got shot!" (Mickey) 😭 the amount of times the word 'fuck' was said in this scene 😭

I don't know who this woman is with the glasses and ponytail in the car but the warnings the other one gave her about the Gallagher's made laugh. 'say their names slowly and calmly' 😭

Debbie's drowning one of the girls that messed with her beforehand and I'm all for it tbh

THE WOMAN WITH THE GLASSES AND PONYTAIL IS BRITNEY STURGES FROM CPS OH NO. OH NO!!! MICKEY'S BULLET WOUND IS BEING TREATED, MOLLY IS IN A BIKINI (??) FIONA FOUND THE BONES. CPS IS HERE AT THE WORST TIME. UH OH!! DEBBIE CAME IN BRAGGING ABOUT WHAT SHE DID. OH FUCK.

Sheila dumped the nun somewhere else - outside a church I think? idk - the way she runs away made me laugh

#caps tw #emojis tw #gun mention tw #injury tw #injury mention tw #gun tw #shameless

[thecoveys]

48. After awhile, do you think people got to Ian and Mickey for relationship advice? (Gallaghers / friends / franny )

49. Gallaghers post canon: Does Lip go back to school/ gets a profession? Do all of them talk to Fiona? What happened with Debbie and Heidi/ Sandy? Franny? Does Carl open the cop bar/ stays a cop? Does Liam live with Lip and Tami? How does he deal with Franks death?

gallavich headcanon questions

48. After awhile, do you think people got to Ian and Mickey for relationship advice?

I think they do. Based on the fact that Ian was the first Gallagher to get married and stay married, and the fact that he got married to Mickey of all people, I think people look at them as a case of actual true love and a successful relationship. They truly have been through hell and made it through to the other side, and I think the people around them recognize this.

Mickey is for sure brutally honest about relationships being hard work, whilst I think Ian sugarcoats it a bit more, especially to younger kids like Franny. It's like Ian will be like "as long as you love each other, everything will be fine" I think Mickey will be like "fuck that, shit's hard. shit's complicated and frustrating and hard fucking work, but if you really love each other all 'a that will be worth it"

They really do give great, honest advice, but they're also the first people to call shit out the way they see it. For example, if Debbie comes to them ranting and being unreasonable about her relationships, whatever they may be, Ian is the first person to call her on her shit. Mickey will straight up be like "Debs, listen, it's not gonna happen" and Ian will just nod and add "yeah, Debs, you're reading way too much into something that isn't there."

49. Gallaghers post canon: Does Lip go back to school/ gets a profession? Do all of them talk to Fiona? What happened with Debbie and Heidi/ Sandy? Franny? Does Carl open the cop bar/ stays a cop? Does Liam live with Lip and Tami? How does he deal with Franks death?

I don't think Lip ever goes back to school full time, but I could see him taking evening classes just because he misses learning. I think he's most content using his hands though, so I could see him being a handyman or doing minor repairs for people.

I think they all keep in contact with Fiona, though some people more than others. I think Lip and Ian both talk to her fairly often, as they were always the closest growing up, but I could also see Debbie getting over her abandonment issues and forgive Fiona for leaving when she did and calling her every once in a while just to catch up. I think Carl texts Fiona a lot, but I don't think he calls as much as the others. I can also see Liam taking a long time to come around to forgiving Fiona for leaving, but eventually texting her and keeping in touch. I also think Liam lives with Lip and Tami and that they end up his legal guardians after Frank's death.

Other than that I don't think I can imagine much more for them, because they're still growing and settling into themselves. They're still so fluid in my mind, and I can't really imagine much more for them. They're just living their lives, y'know.

#asks #answered #gallavich hcs #shameless hcs #shameless headcanons

[goldenguillotines]

I think..

Nak as.. Dorothy or Dr. frank n furter for Halloween

Wicata as a Magician,, but like specifically those really over the top sexy ones

Mickey might be Ghostface honestly lol. I think it fits

Riaske would pull an epic gamer move and show up in his demon form. He's not ashamed of how he looks but yknow

Masayo would probably dress up as some anime character to match with Riyyao (He doesn't know them) OR whoever wants him to match with them

Milo just shows up in lingerie OR might match with someone. Depends. Not a Halloween person lol

Katz is a lame ass and gets forced into something but you can't even tell he tried. Probably an extremely casual character.

#just thinking about them #c:

[riverdale-retread]

Riverdale S6B Ep. #110 (“Things that go bump in the night”)

I kind of want to believe that this is the show finding its footing after the pandemic. Because Ep. 109 was fanservice to the Bughead fandom that’s been deprived of tailored content for a long time (and Riverdale the Show owes Bughead fandom its longevity).  This episode was Riverdale making playful use of all the bits they’ve been setting up and priming us for 14 episodes so far this season!

Oh, and if you’re a big fan of Fangs Fogarty we aren’t friends and you should skip this one.

Heather and Cheryl are catching up about work and life.  Heather’s mother is dead, she’s a librarian.  Cheryl’s amazing bosoms are fully out.  I really admire Heather for being able to keep her pretty eyes only on Cheryl’s face.  Either she’s an angelically good person or she is not a natural creature (I am undecided.)   Both women confirm that they are currently unattached, and beam at each other about it.  Just as Heather is about to catch the bus to Greendale (most public transportation to Riverdale is cut but there’s a MIDNIGHT bus between Greendale and Riverdale? Okay.) Cheryl comes up with a ploy to keep her close.

Cheryl wants to turn Thornhill into a library. “How kismet” is how Heather responds, and this is one of the rare instances when I very much envy Cheryl for her wealth (implied) (Did that all get fixed by the way? The insane building and reconstruction that Cheryl was doing. Or is that Vale Cheryl? I am so confused.)

At the diner, Tabitha delivers bad news to her two important men - Pop Tate and Jughead Jones. I cannot begin to tell you how pleased I am that Jughead gets to have this seat at this table.  She was, however, unable to get the diner declared a historic landmark.  Tabitha, looking just so pretty in her neat light violet sweater, says she has an idea about how she might save Pop’s anyway. 

In the very moodily lit FBI office, Betty Cooper is unloading the discoveries about her childhood trauma to Agent Jillian Drake.   She is especially galled by the fact that Alice helped Hal bury a body that “rotted under our family dining table.”   The way Betty cracks a joke about this TERRIBLE thing that was happening in her life (her family can be summed up as “Apple pie served over an unmarked grave”) was so sad and dark.  I was however distracted by just how much Agent Drake resembles Jughead Jones back in his Serpent days. Dark forelocks flopping over her forehead, sharp eyebrows cutting across pale skin, intense gaze, black leather jacket, a never-ending patience for listening to Betty Cooper talk about her parents, and an impulse to give her very sensible, correct advice in response to trauma-dumping.  Even if she turns out to be TBK or whatever it is, I will forever have a soft spot for Agent Drake for being the first and only person to actually tell Betty to move out of Alice Cooper’s house asap. Finally! Finally!!   Just like Jughead Jones back in the day, Betty’s revelations of the ugliness of her life makes Jillian Drake want to get closer to Betty, not further. 

Betty goes straight to Archie to move in with him.  He says yes, and then speaks of himself and that dog Bingo as “us” that would love to have her “for as long as you need.” So Frank definitely doesn’t live here anymore, and when they put the Andrews residence back together nobody created a nook or anything for Jughead Jones in the garage.  I’m not bitter, I just want to know what’s going on.  And where does Uncle Fucking Frank live, by the way??  Why don’t I know this?

The Gangbangers With Criminal Records, the Mickey and Minnie Mouse King and Queen  of the Southside Serpents, the cursed FONI (Toni x Fangs) are getting a very unpleasant reality check from the social worker, who says that Toni being birth mother, college graduate (apparently she also found time to get a Master’s degree??), school counselor, whatever whatever, don’t really count for much in the face of Kevin’s onslaught.   Fangs being a hands on dad (according to Toni) isn’t always going to look good to every judge, according to the social worker ally.  The fact that we’ve hardly ever seen Fangs actually touch this baby (whereas Kevin did haul the rubber doll all over town when he had to keep the baby safe) undermines all of this.  And I don’t know why they won’t talk about RACE as a potential issue - it’s THERE, but the show won’t directly address it.

Tabitha wants to disassemble the diner, keep the entire set of things in storage, then reassemble it in a safer location.  Because the land that the diner is on has been claimed via eminent domain.  Riverdale being a show about real estate above everything else still holds as a theory, I suppose. Is it because everyone who makes the show on the production side is middle aged? (Middle aged people will discuss real estate non-stop.) (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)  Archie is all in, not because he particularly cares about the diner, I don’t think (I mean it’s a place where he experienced his dad get shot so…) but because he despises Percival. 

Meanwhile, Jughead has writer’s block yet again.  It’s so bad that he’s actually run out of ways to procrastinate.   I’m not sure how that’s possible in the age of the smartphone.  Just in time, Veronica summons Jughead to the casino via text message.

The last time I can recall Veronica and Jughead interacting in any meaningful way was when she was trying to be a straight housewife for Archie (which neither of them wanted) only to be ditched for exciting all-male fire-quelling activities when she’d gone all out to make a dinner feast.   Jughead and she had reached a tacit agreement that he needed to escape that situation with a loaded plate. 

I am trying not to do this but I can’t help but compare: 

Archie learns that Jughead can read minds and has no interest or use for this whatsoever because a mind is not something you can punch. 

Betty learns that Jughead can read minds and goes, How perfect! I’m going to use you to solve my problem that only applies specifically to me and in way that makes you uncomfortable and uneasy that I do not express interest in.

Tabitha learns that Jughead can read minds and goes, If we’re going to be partners in life we need to have respect and boundaries and I must insist that you do not go digging around or dropping in on my thoughts uninvited.

Veronica learns that Jughead can read minds, and she says, Let’s monetize this to “our mutual benefit!”   She wants to do a mentalist act to make some quick cash so she can be armed with liquidity to fight off Reggie’s attempt at a hostile takeover.

Jughead pushes back on Veronica’s 60-40 split to insist on 50-50 plus the whole consent and boundaries thing he learned from Tabitha (“We only read the minds of the willing.”)

Archie has assembled his crew (It’s a union job!) which includes Fangs but not Uncle Fucking Frank.   The job seems very unusual to me - disassemble a business, with the assurance of reassembling it later. 

Then we are treated to a very depressing scene. I mean, all the scenes of FONI are very very depressing.  Is this Riverdale’s statement on (bisexuals) being straight?  Being in a straight relationship basically triggers some sort of masculinity anxiety in Fangs.  He has had no qualms being a freeloader and layabout and also is someone who did not pause for a single second before bringing an arsenal of ILLEGAL GUNS into a relatively small apartment with an infant, but now that he’s been told he will be judged using the mainstream standards of manhood, he is suddenly obsessed with ‘being a provider’ i.e. earning more money (than Toni?).   Fangs used to be the calm boyfriend to Kevin, but he’s a shit life partner to Toni and every time FONI come on screen I want to black out from tedium.   He is providing Toni with zero emotional support - he just burdens her further with HIS insecurities. It’s very telling to me that he managed to get home EXACTLY AFTER she did all of the labor of caring for and putting to bed the actual baby. Shut the fuck up both of you, about Fangs wanting to be a better father and ‘already being an amazing’ father.  This is so awful - a woman trying to keep custody of her child by having to shore up a very shoddy man’s emotional instability on top of everything, essentially begging him to stay with praise. UGH.   GO BACK TO CHERYL, ANTOINETTE TOPAZ. 

Betty comes home to the cursed Cooper residence to find Polly’s cursed incest children being creepy with a cat that Alice gave them.  The statement that Dagwood makes - “We’re going to have so much fun playing with his tail!” - is actually really great as an indicator of evil, because nobody should ever play with a cat’s tail, and giving an animal to kids without imparting this lesson on them is total fail!  Dagwood glows red to Betty, so she confiscates Butterscotch the cat (and puts him in a shelter!??).  Juniper says something equally creepy - “Bring him back soon so he can catch mice for us”- as Betty backs away. 

Archie and his crew (we keep getting close ups of Fangs which made me uneasy) are disassembling Pop’s to very cheerful music, until the gumball machine drops forward and crashes into pieces for no reason. 

Betty consults Agent Drake (who I see now has blue cat eyes like Jughead.  Okayyy.) about the auras she can see. In a similar vein to Jughead continually being able to find books and answers to esoteric occult techniques related to mindreading, Drake is someone who knows a lot about the paranormal.  From the time Polly’s children were babies in bassinets, Betty has been concerned about their being evil. I would hate to have an aunt like this, someone watching for signs of badness and evil in me at all times.  This is how you create people who hate themselves.  Betty’s nervous little laugh as she worries that Dagwood is “a killer in the making” weirdly made me want to take Dagwood away from her influence.  Drake sensibly says that Betty should first get the kids tested for the telltale gene (before jumping to conclusions is left unsaid.).  

Dr Curdle Jr is visibly creeped  out by the two little tykes  when Betty takes them to get the test.

At Thornhill, Heather is doing something with a bundle of sage to both set an intention and ‘cleanse’ the space in order to bring ‘innovation’ into the space.  (Instagram is where I learned about sage, and recently Instagram has advised people to not use sage if they’re not Native American.)  Heather is dressed like (what else) a sexy librarian while Cheryl is dressed like a sexy bride all in white with a really terrific bosom window (she is the opposite of subtle).  Heather says she’s studied Wicca and name drops Hecate. So there’s more bonding, this time over their shared religion, between Heather and Cheryl. 

At the cleared-out diner, Archie and his crew are taking a break when Percival enters with Uncle Fucking Frank.  Frank offers higher wages, signing bonus and freedom from union dues to abandon the diner project and Andrews Construction.  Percival rolls his eyes at the mention of Fred Andrews and for just this, he must die.  Fangs is of course very interested in turning coat and joining Percival’s team. He isn’t even subtle about it - he just does it right then and there.  Can he die too, please?

To cleanse us of this dankness we are next shown Veronica’s opening song for the mentalist act that she and Jughead have put together.  Since the loss of Josie, and with Kevin shunted to the sidelines as whatever his role is currently supposed to be (incipient villain?), the bulk of the musical theater impulses of this show are currently being shouldered by Veronica Lodge and I’m kind of here for it, if for no other reason than her amazing taste in costumes.  She’s wearing a top hat with long opera gloves and a sexy leotard and I love her. 

She introduces Seer of the Southside, Forsythe the Fantastic .

THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER.  Just. I love this. It’s so funny - Jughead takes on the “Southside” identity in full now, and for this?  Furthermore, Forsythe is a name that he didn’t use in prep school (Bret continually called him Forsythe but he kept telling people to call him Jughead) but did use as his official author name, and now this!  Who added the Fantastic? Veronica? Jughead?  Together? I want the behind the scene montage of them deciding what sort of outfits to wear and how to title the thing and which aesthetic to present, commissioning the poster from a Veronica crony, getting the costumes tailored and picking them up together, because this whole show is so much fun!  I am immensely cheered by this indication that Jughead Jones has developed a really healthy sense of humor about himself. 

People love the show and Reggie is pissed.

The diner is fully reassembled the next day.  Tabitha stomps off to confront Percival. I absolutely adore the fact that she isn’t afraid of him, not even a little bit.  She commits a petty little act of destruction with the cutest little ‘oops’ after yelling at Percival.  Unfortunately, Sam (whoever that is) gets electrocuted by the jukebox during the diner dismantling.  

The MAOA gene was passed to Juniper but not to Dagwood, so then Drake and Betty put up an ‘aura’ murder board to try to figure out what Betty’s problem is.

Oh?  OK. I am slow. This is a blatant thing that the show is doing, giving Drake basically all of Jughead’s physical traits plus slotting her into the role that Jughead used to play in Betty’s life:  confidant, sounding board, assistant and guide.   Betty is wearing a very strange orange and blue shaggy sweater.  They come up with some theory about what her blindspot might be as it relates to the serial killer gene.  In order to protect the twins from Percival, Betty decides to move them away from Alice.

Reggie decides to try to blackmail Veronica for a cut of the earnings she’s making with Forsythe the Fantastic.  Veronica keeps calling Reggie stupid in the nastiest possible ways (“so unburdened by intelligence”) that is very reminiscent of how Jughead in S1 used to talk to Reggie (“Can you spell it?”).  Given the merciless pwning that Riverdale the Show gave the immensely valid and valuable Jeronica fandom earlier in S6, I am very pleased at these crumbs.

Fangs, with his ill gotten gains, has bought a whole car without telling Toni anything about it, which means that the reason he gave for becoming a turncoat (“Toni and I are drowning in legal bills”) was a total lie. He’s also making a white bread and mayonnaise sandwich which I find unforgivable.  I will also harp on the fact that fully 22 minutes into this episode where Toni has called him an “amazing father” he has yet to be shown touching the baby in any way whatsoever.   Toni yells at him about how Percival is evil incarnate.   Archie, bless him, apparently has taught Fangs about how not to get overwhelmed by Percival’s mind control, but you need either a spine or native intelligence to pull this off, so I am going to assume Fangs will fail. 

Like all good tail-end Millennials with Instagram-influenced spirituality, Heather and Cheryl in the course of their date have progressed to candles, crystals and tarot cards.  Queen of Wands is a ON THE NOSE choice for Cheryl obviously - very literal. Queen because she’s a girl, Wands are the fire suit, and in some meanings she’s meant to represent redhaired fair skinned women.  Apparently, Cheryl isn’t all that into tarot, which means Heather packed a tarot card and a handful of tumbled magic rocks with her all the way to Thornhill.   The next card is the Lovers (which doesn’t always mean literally lovers but ok) and then comes the Tower.    I disagree with Heather about what the Tower card means, but then I like chaos and massive change and the toppling of established order and I guess a lot of people dislike drastic change.  The Tower card apparently means Riverdale, to Cheryl.

Outside the hospital room where “Sam” is recuperating, Tabitha tells Archie it’s not possible that there was any sort of electrical problem with the jukebox.

Thanks to the Jeronica connection (oh I wish!) but more likely because he’s finally FINALLLLYYYYY found a friend who treats his current state as being ‘gifted,’ Jughead has found his writing mojo again.  His comic seems to be about some woman named “Laura.”  The legible panel reads: “Laura had graduated summa cum laude from Centerville University, but these days she was chairing the PTA…”  (She has Betty’s haircut and general aspect, even in his chicken-scratch art.)

Veronica comes over to the Jabitha Residence to discuss Reggie blackmailing Veronica.  Jughead says he’s ‘never’ liked Reggie from the start, to which Veronica answers, “I know.” Do we know? We do?  I guess we do. I can’t off the top of my Riverdale saturated head remember any sort of heart to heart that Reggie and Jughead had. They had people in common, that’s all. 

Veronica asks Jughead if he would be willing to mindwipe Reggie - “Not his entire mind, small though it may be.”  This is an extremely Jughead Jones turn of phrase. The Jeronica crumbs keep coming!  Jughead appears not particularly surprised that Veronica killed Hiram, only that she is telling him about it.  He also didn’t go to Hiram’s funeral even for the sake of Veronica, if you recall.  Veronica calmly says that she’s made her peace with it. Jughead offers to research to see if a ‘surgical ‘wipe is possible. Jughead has no judgment or editorializing to offer about Veronica’s patricide, which I find lovable. 

Tabitha stops by the diner and she sees it all lit up and perfectly furbished again and operational!  When she goes inside, the items are real but the people are gone.  Ghosts!  So she tells Archie that the diner is haunted.  Since when it rains it pours, Archie tells her that he’s lost most of his crew to Percival. 

Trying to fix things, Archie invites Uncle Fucking Frank to the White Wyrm.  Product placement for the Chime card (whatever that is, I don’t know, I’m not in the US) is done in the same vein as having Veronica who can’t be poisoned thoughtfully eating those Smartfood popcorn - the Chime card is something you use to buy Uncle Fucking Frank a day drink in order to find out why he’s so in deep with Evil Incarnate.  Is Chime card happy with this? Because I’m very amused. 

Archie calls Uncle Fucking Frank straight up FRANK now and I love that.  After all this time - all this time!! - absolutely despising Uncle Fucking Frank, I feel extremely validated by how shit he is being.  He take the Sainted Fred Andrews’ name in vain, refusing to do something in ‘honor’ of him. 

I don’t know how they obtained this but the Lesbian Bughead (Drake and Betty) have managed to get DNA test results for both Cheryl and the woman-killer orderly.   They posit that Betty has a blindspot about the MAOA gene.   With this bit of business out of the way, Drake wants to know how living with “The Boyfriend” is. She can’t even bear to say Archie’s name??

Tabitha goes to consult the local witch Cheryl (and Heather is there) about the ghosts.  They spout a lot of stuff about why ghosts exist (unfinished business, fear of the afterlife etc) but what I’m obsessed with is the fact that Cheryl and Heather have the exact same level of pillowy lips.  These three super pretty women join in invoking a magical spell in the diner.  When ghosts manifest in Riverdale it gets very cold, and the lights flicker.  Heather’s magic is in English and has to be in rhyme (compared to Nana Rose/ Percival’s Latin and Cheryl’s Greek).

One of the ghosts, an old school sassy waitress stereotype named Gilda Snide, does a short exposition dump that 1. the diner is the final battleground between Good and Evil, 2. the ghosts have to preserve the existence of the diner in order to complete their earthly mission of ‘bearing witness’ to the battle and 3. the diner cannot be allowed to be put into storage and must have a continual operational space.  (The ghosts refuse to count the franchise that’s opened inside the Babylonium, I suppose? Or the show itself just forgot.)

We also get an explanation for why Percival wants a TRAIN station. The thing he wants to activate is the ‘ghost train’ which scares the ghosts. Heather explains that it’s “an engine that grants great power, dominion over the living and the dead.”  Like Jesus? Oh!  Like, the Antichrist? Or something?  Mythology people help me out - is this - is this Hades?

The theology of the ghosts is very garbled.  There have to be witnesses or else the battle between good and evil cannot take place (what sort of battle is this where the witnesses are primary?) which means the eldritch evil cannot be defeated (?).  I’d never heard of the mothman before this show (because I don’t consume anything to do with horror) so, same vein, I had never heard of the eldritch evil either.  According to TV Tropes this is:  type of creature defined by its disregard for the natural laws of the universe as we understand them. 

Uh OK then. 

Cheryl as audience insert (or rather ME) goes “is it?” in response to Tabitha saying, in the most Jughead Jones jumping to an intuitive conclusion way, IT’S ALL STARTING TO MAKE SENSE.  Anyway, they need to rebuild the diner as quickly as possible after moving it off of this location (and saving it from being destroyed outright).

Meanwhile, Alice comes bursting into the FBI walk-in-office to yell at Betty about the custody of the twins.  Betty says she’s trying to end the cycle of being raised in a house of evil by the batshit Alice Cooper - and Alice understands immediately what the implications are (“Protect them from me??”), proceeding to truly flip out.  Alice Cooper, who has been the major source of persecution and pain in Betty’s life, goes on an absolutely unhinged rant about how she sacrificed things for Betty, that Betty is insane (“conjure up these villains”) and evil (“maybe you’re the villain”).  #Hal Cooper Was The Better Parent

Alice Cooper really is the posterchild for how very important abortion rights are. She should never have been made to carry Charles to term. She should’ve had her abortion. This also means she probably would never have had Polly or Betty and there’d be no show, but the way she flips out shows that for her, motherhood was nothing but a series of nightmare sacrifices.  It’s that way if you have children when motherhood is a bad idea for you.  She wishes on Betty  barrenness (ooh echoes back to Rivervale) so that she can be spared having to know Alice’s pain.  I think this is a powerful self reveal. Alice wishes she hadn’t had children.  In a fit of anger, she says “so you don’t have to experience the things that you’ve made me endure” which is actually the opposite of what you should be saying, if you mean that as a curse. The common curse is actually, I hope you have a child exactly like you so you can suffer exactly like I did, isn’t it?   During the course of this rant, in which she calls Betty “a bad person,” Alice glows very red. 

In order to maintain the continuum (the booths, the counter and the jukebox are key), Tabitha asks Archie for permission to set up the diner in the El Royal.   Archie agrees, smiling as he says he ain’t afraid of no ghosts.  Uncle Fucking Frank who apparently was lurking in the doorway just like the other Percival Minion Alice Cooper, has apparently overheard the majority of this. He says that he’s seen the light, so with the help of St Fred, he wants to find his way back to the good side.  Archie hugs Frank and I still hate Frank. 

I can’t believe I’m just noticing this now but - Archie and Tabitha have a relationship

 entirely separate from their connection to Jughead or Betty or Veronica.  I’ve been lowykey worried about Tabitha being killed or written off in some way (because of leftover Sweet Pea trauma) but they wouldn’t dare do that now, would they? WOULD THEY?

Later, Barchie are having pillow talk, and they tell each other about their problematic family members. They’re so cute, sometimes. Betty having a nice boyfriend to cuddle up to after her rough day makes me happy.

Jughead Jones is just having a really good time developing his talents. I wish they did more with his HOH status but regardless, he’s very motivated by the thought of doing a precision hit type of brain damage to Reggie Mantle.  In order to distract Reggie enough to leave his ‘subconscious’ unguarded, Jeronica (I’m just going to call them that here) give Reggie his cut of the pay in small bills, forcing him to count it. 

They do that lovely artsy transition - Jughead in the real world concentrates and Forsythe the Fantastic finds himself in the target’s mindspace.  Reggie’s mind has football paraphernalia, gambling items, a Mantle Motors sign, and a comic book box which Jughead didn’t even have to ask him to envision.  Jughead finds the relevant memory and rips it out in a violent way.  Veronica has handed Reggie the cut in a disorganized cluster of $10 and $50 bills (which I guess was supposed to prevent  us the viewers from estimating what 20% of the mentalist act is = how much they made).   When Veronica snatches back the money, Reggie cannot recall what he was blackmailing her for.  This is very spooky.  

The ghosts of the diner (which Tabitha can just casually see now, by the way) have emptied out the essential furniture in anticipation of the big move.  These ghosts are superpowerful.  Didn’t Patrick Swayze have a much harder time with this in Ghost?

Cheryl points out to  Heather that what she did at the diner was necromancy. NECROMANCY!  Heather says she was raised by the witches of a very powerful coven. She comes out as a witch to Cheryl.  Then she gets Cheryl to admit that she herself is a witch. Cheryl demonstrates her pyrokinesis powers to Heather.   Witches being a metaphor for lesbianism or equated with lesbianism is as old as at least Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  Cheryl asks for formal lessons from the coven-trained Heather. She looks so vulnerable and perfect and beautiful, so of course Heather has to touch her and say yes.

Can we keep Heather? Please? Pretty please?

Meanwhile, Reggie is proving everyone wrong who called him a dullard or dumb (especially Jeronica) because he knows exactly who did something to damage his mind, and tells Percival about it. I do not like what the glint in Percival’s eye might mean for Jughead.  Whenever Jughead Jones scores a point, he tends to lose a lot. 

Betty shows up to help but she can see the red glow on Uncle Fucking Frank.  Is she wearing Archie’s shirt? I feel like Archie was wearing the flannel she is wearing.  Archie calls Frank ‘Uncle Frank’ when he tells that bastard that his evil intentions have been discovered.  He was going to sabotage the continuum of Pop’s.  Uncle Fucking Frank tries to sucker punch Archie with a fistful of palladium, but of course, Archie is invulnerable and ready to fight.   Uncle Fucking Frank takes off.

The transition of the diner to the El Royal location was seamless enough to please the undead.

Speaking of death -  Fangs comes home to Toni having prepared a dinner, dressed up, and she begins to APOLOGIZE to him about having been too independent. I WANT TO POKE MY EYES OUT.  And then she says the most horrible thing: Maybe we should get married.    When Fangs, who is pleased as punch to have her abase herself in this way (Please kill him. Can Baby Anthony kill him? Please?).

We are treated to a hideous flashback (everything FONI is so very cursed) where the social worker tells Toni that the way POC couple FONI can defeat white-gay Kevin is to present the most heteronormative front possible.   Basically, pitting racism v. homophobia.  Toni lies in her proposal to Fangs, but kind of like how Veronica couldn’t bear to say things that were not her heart in the break up with Reggie, she doesn’t say she loves Fangs or wants to make a life with him, and oh god this is so awful.

Lesbian Bughead are trying to figure out why Betty could see Alice’s aura.  Drake really is just Jughead - she says everything about Betty stems from trauma and that Betty isn’t wrong (because Jughead also never liked to say Betty was wrong) but that this is potentially an expansion of her powers - she might be able to sense physical or emotional danger.  

Betty then does what she used to do to Jughead all the time - tell a lie by omission. She saw an aura around herself, describes her worries about what this means, but won’t say it’s herself.  

Shout out to the brilliant memes about how Betty staring appalled at her red glowing self in the mirror was the manifestation of her internalized homophobia - I see what you meant now!

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Shamless (Liam x Fiona) Part-01

Liam's now older and in a one of the infamous Gallagher pickles. He calls the only person he's ever wished could see him grow up: Fiona. He takes the phone in his hand as he sits on the steps at the back of the restaurant he's part-timing at to save up for rent and bills as he juggles college on top of everything. His hand hovers over Fiona's contact, her smiling face looking at him from the tiny little circle beside her name. It's been a while since they've talked and they mostly just talked about the generic things; how they are, how's the weather, how's work, how's college. Their conversations never got beyond that; there was never enough time for it. Or so Liam thought. A part of him was mad at Fiona ever since she left. She'd been there when Lip, Ian, Debbie and Carl were growing up and when it was his turn, she'd left. He knew the South Side wasn't the place you'd choose to stay at forever but Fiona was the closest thing to a mother he had. And now with Frank gone and Lip married to Tammi and Ian married to Mickey and Carl climbing the ladder in the “cop business” and Debbie...well being Debbie, Liam feels like he's being left out, forgotten.

He makes the final decision and calls Fiona. He doesn't know what he'd say. It's not like Fiona knows what's going on in his life. She picks up on the third ring.

“Hey buddy, what's up?” Her voice holds the same love for him. He doesn't know why he expected anything different. Fiona had come down to Chicago a few times but had never stayed long. But no matter how much changed in her appearance or her added skills, Fiona always remained the same. She was fiercely protective over her family, over all of them even though they were all adults now.

“Hey Fi. How are you?”

...

To be continued.

Part-02- https://abhilashadey22.tumblr.com/post/689236866891956224/shameless-liam-x-fiona-part-02

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