#lip Gallagher oneshot

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

hi! i’d love to request a blurb with lip gallagher x northside!reader with prompt 26."You don't want them to hear, do you?" and m. Keeping the relationship a secret

thank you <33

Forbidden Fruit.

college!lip gallagher x northside!female reader

warnings - smut. cursing.

written for my 5k celebration - post here, masterlist here, inbox here.

You were doing so well.

You got up bright and early, put on the outfit you’d picked out last night, did your hair and makeup all pretty. Ate breakfast, drank a coffee, packed your stuff and set off on your walk.

You were finally going to turn up to your 9am class on time.

And then you bumped into Lip Gallagher.

“Hey, northside. Where you goin’?”

“To class, Lip. Which is where you should be going. We have a test next week.”

“Eh, I’ll be fine.”

You roll your eyes, scoffing.

“Sure, smartass. I’m gonna be late. See you around.”

“Tonight?”

You take a deep breath.

“No. I told you last week was the last time, Gallagher. I’m not doing it anymore.”

Lip gives you the look. It makes your skin prickle, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. Your breathing picks up, chest heaving as you refuse to break eye contact. You won’t let him win.

At least, that’s what you told yourself.

Now, he’s got you pressed up against the door of a tiny storage room on campus, one hand covering your mouth and the other one with two fingers curled inside you.

“Shh, baby. You don’t want them to hear, do you? Their northside angel, getting fingered in a janitors closet…” he clicks his tongue. “What would they say, hmm?

All you can do is whine and keen, squirming against him. His body is pressing yours into the cold wood, face smushed against the door. His fingers keep up their rhythm, thumb pressing against your clit in firm circles. You can hear how wet you are, and it would be embarrassing if you weren’t so turned on.

“Please, Lip.”

“Fuck, you sound so pretty when you beg for it. Whore.”

He says it so affectionately, pressing a kiss into your temple.

“You’re almost there, huh?”

You nod frantically, grinding your hips down into his fingers. The hand that was covering your mouth moves to rest on your throat, squeezing gently.

“Come on, baby. Let it go for me.”

“Atta girl, that’s it.”

“Fuck, you’re so hot. Make a mess for me, you got it.”

“There we go. Good girl. You look so pretty when you come, angel.”

You come so hard you see stars, squeezing his fingers like a vice. He talks you through it, low, murmured words spoken right into your ear.

You relax, going loose against the door. Lip holds you up, both arms around your waist. Turning in his hold, you lean up to kiss him, groaning when he slips his tongue into your mouth.

“Take me home, Lip. Want you to fuck me.”

He chuckles, pressing his lips into your neck.

“What about class? Thought we had a test next week.”

“We’ll be fine,” you wink, linking your fingers with his and dragging him down the hallway.

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[upsidedownwithsteve]

Lip Gallagher x fem!reader [1.1K]

The house was alive before you were awake.

It always was, and it had been something that you’d grown used to, whether you’d wanted to or not. The morning light that came through the broken blinds was hazy and warm, that start of summer bringing in a lingering heat that only Chicago could summon.

Downstairs, a kitchen chair scraped across linoleum and something smashed. Then Fiona was shouting at Debbie, who was shouting at Carl and you could hear the dulled thumpthumpthump of Ian outside, doing some sort of exercise that no one else was interested in joining.

You could hear the too quick patter of Liam’s bare feet in the hallway, running from one end to the other before someone scooped him up, murmuring something soft. You whined and stretched, a pathetic, sleepy noise leaving your throat and your toes pressed themselves to another pair of feet.

The boy beside you groaned and shifted, his bare chest bed warmed and solid against your back as he threw an arm over your waist. He hummed, sleep mussed curls soft against the nape of your neck as he ducked his head to nudge his nose to your shoulder.

A kiss dropped to the skin there, familiar like the summer, and just as sweet.

“What time is it?” Lip asked in lieu of a greeting, voice raspy.

You hummed, pushing back into his touch, the length of your body pressed to his chest, hips in the cradle his and bare legs tangled. You closed your eyes, lashes fluttering as the sun streamed in and cast gold and rose coloured shadows over you and the sheets.

“Too early,” you told him and you received another kiss in return, open mouthed and lingering on the crook of your neck. You could smell waffles from the kitchen, leftover cologne and smoke from the boy behind you and Lip pulled you closer still. “Need more sleep,” you murmured lazily.

But then Lip was on you, knees coaxing yours apart so he could fit himself between them, blue eyes bright in the sun and gazing down at you. He was all flushed cheeks from yesterday’s heatwave, a new freckle on his nose, smattering of small silver scars etched here and there.

You wanted to kiss each one.

His forearms bracketed your head and his face found your neck once more, mouth pushed to your throat in a way that made your toes curl, eyes still closed, back arching so you could feel all of him. He kissed a line over your skin, upupup until he was on your jaw, lips sweet and slow and lazy, stopping short of catching the corner of your mouth and you groaned.

You liked morning Lip, he was softer, all yours, even if you knew he wasn’t really. ‘Cause whatever this was - this friendship, this situationship - it brought shared joints and shared beds, tangled legs and kisses in the dark, wandering hands in the backseats of cars.

It wasn’t love. Or, at least it wasn’t supposed to be.

It was hard to remember when Lip was looking at you like that, wide eyed and with a sticky, sweet fondness, slow kisses that were like honey, hands that smoothed over your sleep shirt - his shirt.

“Or,” he paused, kissing your cheek, smirking when you squirmed, “we could wait until the door slams one last time and use up the last of the warm water.”

You couldn’t say no to Lip, or you hadn’t really figured how, not yet.

So that’s how you found yourself in the Gallagher’s upstairs bathroom, more sunlight shining through the window, bouncing off the tiles and through the shower curtain. It made the spray from the shower glitter, water droplets turning into tiny rainbows and Lip traced each one that stuck to your skin.

There was nothing rushed about it, not even when the water turned a little cooler and the pipes squeaked in protest from being used for so long. The night before had been faster, heavier, like there hadn’t been enough time, like you knew you could both be caught too soon when the boy lifted you onto the washing machine in the kitchen.

The lights had been off, the house quiet only because everyone was either asleep or still out in the streets doing god knows what with god knows who. It had been jeans shucked down hips just enough, shorts and underwear pulled to the side, legs wrapped around waist, hands that pulled at hair, fingers that hooked into bottom lips and kisses that were more tongue and teeth than anything else.

It was good. Really good. It always was.

But this? This wasn’t even sex.

This was hands warmed from the shower, sliding slow and methodical over soap slicked skin, chasing bubbles and suds just for an excuse to keep touching each other. It was kisses that start lazy and soft, noses pushed to cheeks in a need to be closer closer closer still. The kisses ended with quiet laughter, sweet, pretty sounds caught with each others mouths.

And when the water turned too cold to stand in, it was sharing a towel and wondering when you’d become so acquainted with this boy that you were able to stand bare before him, sun spots catching your skin, lighting up all the things you’d usually try to hide.

You wanted to ask him then, you wanted to catch Lip by the chin, a hand over his jaw so you could whisper just for him.

‘Is this it? Is this us? Could we have more? Are we more?’

‘Cause he stared right back, eyes a startling blue, more blue than the cloudless sky outside and his gaze was all over you, committing each freckle and curve and mole and scar to memory, as if he was going to lose you, as if he knew he wouldn’t be able to have you forever.

It was on the tip of your tongue then. Waiting, like a secret, like a kiss.

‘You can keep me forever,’ you wanted to say.

You didn’t.

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[flavor-of-the-week-writing]

Coffee and Regret • Lip Gallagher

Pairing: Lip Gallagher x Reader

Tags: Angst, reference to past relationship

Notes: References Season 8 Episode 12. Does anyone even still write for this? I don’t know, I just started rewatching Shameless and this poor baby…

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“So… you slept with her?” You pinch the bridge of your nose, eyes shut tight as you struggle to adjust to the sudden brightness of the overhead kitchen light. Lip sinks down in his chair, his head held in his hands, elbows propped up on the island.

“Yeah.”

“And she told you she loved you?” You shake your head a little, trying to clear some of the fuzziness from your tired mind.

“Yep.” His fingers tighten in the curly locks. The coffee pot began making the familiar and comforting bubbling sound as the sweet scent of caffeine began filling the kitchen.

“And you said it back?”

“Yep.”

“But you don’t?” You grabbed two mugs out of the cabinet, setting them on the counter with a soft ‘clink’.

- - - - - - -

“No. Maybe. I… I don’t know,” Lip sighed, defeat clear on his features. You gave him a sort of crooked half-smile, the kind you only ever gave him when it was obvious he fucked up but you didn’t wanna say it. You yawned as you filled the mugs with coffee, taking in his exhausted expression.

“Huh…”

You slid a cup of coffee over to him, taking a seat on your own stool next to his and taking a long drink of the bitter-sweet liquid.

“Huh?” Lip repeated, mocking the sound. “This is the part where you say something, I don’t know… helpful?”

“I don’t know what to say,” you defended yourself quickly. “Sounds like a mess.”

“Wow.” Lip raises his upper lip in a kind of snarl, his tone becoming sharper. “Thanks for the observation, captain fuckin’ obvious.”

“Hey, don’t be an asshole to me. I told you not to get involved.” You sit back in your chair, the mug held tightly in your palms.

“Yeah, well…” Lip rolls his eyes, the knuckles of his balled up fist hitting softly on the counter as he thinks. “I got involved, anyway.”

“And that’s not my problem. Sierra fucks up your head and you know that.” You regret the statement as soon as you say it, knowing it’s always been a sensitive topic. Lips eyes snap up to you, narrowing slightly.

“It’s not her fault.”

“Look, I’m not blaming her,” you shrug, folding your arms across your chest. “I’m just saying when you’re around her you lose your shit.”

“I didn’t lose my shit!” His tone is harsh, snapping the words in an icy venom. You recoil slightly with a sarcastic scoff.

“Nah, you’re obviously cool, Lip. That’s why you’re in my kitchen at,” you pause to look at the clock on the microwave, “3:42am.”

Lip deflates even further, instantly regretting his tone. He runs his hand harshly across his face.

“I’m sorry, ok?” His voice softens, sad blue eyes avoiding your gaze. “I just… I didn’t know what to do and it was either come here or a bar.”

“Well, for what it’s worth, I’m glad you picked here.” You hesitate for a moment, sighing finally when you decides to just be honest. “You want my opinion?”

Lip nods - barely, but it’s there.

“If you loved her, like… really, truly loved her… you wouldn’t be questioning it.”

Deep down he knows you’re right. Guilt bubbles up in his chest and he has to swallow it down before he starts crying right there.

“I don’t wanna hurt her.” His voice is quiet. Weak, almost. You slide your stool closer to him, trying to offer some sort of comfort in your presence.

“I know you don’t,” you nod softly and place one hand on his back, the other wrapped around his bicep in a form of side-hug. “But not being honest with her is going to hurt more in the long run.”

Silence hangs thick in the air as he contemplates your words.

“I want a fuckin’ drink,” Lip laughs softly, an almost self-deprecating quality to it. He knows it must sound redundant at this point, how many times he’s shown up in your kitchen, confiding in you just how much he wants to drink and forget his problems.

“How about some creamer in your coffee?”

He snorts softly at the suggestion but nods.

“Yeah. Ok.” Lip pushes his mug closer to you, watching the little splashes of creamer and the swirls of the coffee. He sighs deeply, running his hand roughly through his hair. “Shit was never this complicated with you.”

“Yes it was,” you scoff and raise a brow at him. “You have a terrible memory if you think it wasn’t complicated with us.”

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three stupid words | shameless ; l.gallagher

A/N ; I, uh... I dunno where this came from and more importantly, I do not know where this is going, if it's meant to be a one off thing with a fem!reader or there will be more in the future. But hey, it's here and I thought, ahhh.. why not.. i'll wake up and choose violence in the form of angst today. So here we fuckin go.

( By all means, if you guys want more to this pls... Encourage me and my fuckery. )

Pairing ; Lip Gallagher x Best Friend ! Fem reader.

Timeline / Other Stuff to Note ; This is set around the time that Karen was pregnant had Lip believing he was the father but the father turned out to be some other kid and they broke up. If I were to continue this, a lot of Lip's stuff on the show would arguably change. And I dunno that this would actually follow a lot of the canon plot or anything. So.. yeah.

Tag List ; There is nobody on my Shameless tag list. if you'd like to be added to my taglists for anything including Shameless, please let me know or add yourself -> here.

Warnings ; Angst. Friends to nothing to lovers. Alcohol + creepy asshole scenario mentioned, Kissing. Three stupid words. This one is tame.

Other Stuff ; tag list doc || my rules - fandoms and some characters I write for || requests are open (pls.. pls... send me things) but they're limited to headcanon asks + filth/fluff alphabet letters and I'm not accepting wrestling / wrestlers in my ask box. Any other fandom/character but wrestling that I happen to write for is fine and I beg of you -> send me things.

I do not consent to my work being reposted elsewhere or copied/reworked/rewritten and reposted here or elsewhere. You don't own this, I do. So like... don't steal my shit.

“And furthermore, Phillip,” you’ve got your hand on your hip, your chest is heaving and your nostrils are flared. All that’s missing is your hands gesturing wildly or the way you always seem to wind up invading each other’s personal space whenever you butt heads. It’s been like this since you were both around 6 and 7.

From the kitchen doorway, Fiona tries not to double over.

Lip takes a long sip from the bottle of beer he’s confiscated from Frank’s stash in the fridge. He’s calm. Smirking a little. “What, princess?”

Your nostrils flare just a little more. You step closer. “What did you just call me?”

“You heard me.” Lip smirks. Stepping closer to you. Vee, who has just wandered in and is observing this whole thing, nudges Fiona. “One day they’re gonna tie up and Lip’s going to kiss her to shut her up.”

Fiona laughs. “Nah. They’ll storm off like always. But she’s not wrong. She came by to check on him in the first place but naturally, he’s being a little bitch.”

“Not because of Karen.” Vee’s only half joking and at the mention of Karen’s name, Fiona rolls her eyes. Then she nods to you. “All she’s doing is telling my brother the truth.”

The two of them turn their attention back to the scene unfolding in front of them. By now, Lip’s back is against the door of the fridge and you’re listing off every single flaw Karen Jackson has one by one. You end with a breathy, “She’s a lying, cheating, selfish little slut, okay? I’m sorry you’re hurt, I really am. But we all tried to tell you there was a huge fucking chance the kid wasn’t even yours.”

To Fiona’s surprise, Lip hasn’t stormed off yet. And he seems to be taking it in. Staying calm. He takes a sip of the beer and drags the back of his hand over his mouth. “You about done, princess?”

You throw up your hands because you assume that nothing you’ve just said, not a damn word of it, has gotten through to the guy. “Yeah. I’m done. You accept the love you think you deserve, idiot. Think about it.”

Fiona and Vee share a puzzled look until something clicks for Vee and she gapes and promptly nudges Fiona. As she explains what she thinks you meant by the last comment you made before storming out the door of the Gallagher house, Fiona glances across the room at Lip. When she stops and really thinks about it, she’s not wrong. All the signs have always been there, Lip’s just been too blind to notice them.

Lip swings at the kitchen wall and then aggressively grabs his cigarettes and lighter before storming out to sit on the back stoop.

You stopped to take a few deep breaths, glancing back at the Gallagher house as you drag a hand through your hair. Your friends are right. Mandy was right. Maybe it’s just time to let the past -and your almost lifelong friendship with Lip Gallagher, go. Your next deep breath is shaky. You’re unsettled by what you’ve just realized. But you stand taller as if that’ll help somehow. As if it’ll make it easier to do what you’re about to try.

– ( almost three weeks later ; a block party in the South Side ) 

You haven’t spoken to Lip Gallagher in almost a whole month. It hasn’t been easy, especially given that Lip seems to linger, to pop up anywhere you happen to be. You weren’t planning to come out all day because of the block party going on in the streets down below, but Mandy Malkovich showed up with Ian Gallagher in tow and the two of them practically dragged you out of the house.

Now you’re out, wandering through the crowd. You’ve got a Seagram’s wine cooler in one hand and a bag of cotton candy you’re grazing on every so often in the other. You spot Lip up ahead and you immediately turn with every intention to walk away but when you turn, you find yourself body to body with an asshole named Henry who likes to pop up and corner you and every single time, it makes things uncomfortable ™ but Henry doesn’t seem to care.

You’ve got a bet going with Mandy about the jerk, he’s definitely in line to be the first incarnation of Ted Bundy or Richard Ramirez, there’s just something empty in his eyes that spooks you way too much. You gulp as Henry immediately pins you so that you don’t really have much of an escape, with your back against one of the local food trucks and his hips. As he opens his mouth to say something to you, the sour stench of beer and vomit makes you cringe hard and you roll your head away instinctively. You’re raising your knee when out of nowhere, something smashes against the back of Henry’s head and Henry slumps over.

Lip is standing there with the neck to the bottle he’s just broken over Henry’s head and he extends his leg, nudging the toe of falling apart Converses into Henry’s side and he does it hard. Then he leans down. “What’d I tell y’, huh? Leave her alone you fuckin fuck. I told y’ this was gonna happen next time you pulled your bullshit.”

You’ve done literally everything a girl can do to avoid Lip Gallagher at this point, even going as far as to find a whole new tutor and getting your schedule changed around at school just so you don’t go down any of the hallways Lip does.

That’s how serious you are about avoiding the guy. There’s no other choice but to avoid him because if you don’t, you’re going to lose your damn mind pining away while Lip chases whatever girl he’s putting up on a pedestal for the next few years til you can hopefully leave South Side behind.

You haven’t seen Lip in almost a month and somehow, seeing him right now has the exact effect you were afraid it would. Everything you feel comes rushing back all over again and there’s a tug at your heart, that empty space he occupied is gnawing at you now under the intent stare of glazed over baby blue eyes.

“I,uh.. Thank you.” you manage to get the words out and then you do the only thing you can in this situation. You bolt. You don’t run but you speedwalk away as fast as you can, putting a big chunk of drunken party goers between yourself and Lip.

Once you’re down by the corner store, you lean against the brick storefront and rest the back of your head against it as you take a few deep breaths and you fight like hell to keep from caving into the urge to go back to him and just… Pretend like nothing is wrong and your heart doesn’t break every single time he gets mixed up with a Karen or one of those preppy princess-y types he’s always oogling in the halls, the ones who only use him for his cock and then they’re done.

Because you can’t keep living like this.

And you’re so close, you’re almost free of the chokehold Lip Gallagher has on your heart.

– or you like to tell yourself you are. Deep down you know the truth and you know that you’ll probably never be free of it.

He’s shouting your name and somehow, he’s gotten both his brothers in on it too.

Ian knows you too well. So you’re not surprised when Ian finds you hiding out in the alley between the corner store and some old store with boarded up windows, smoking a cigarette as you finish off the Seagrams wine cooler you swiped from your mom’s fridge. 

“Just talk to him. C’mon..”

“Ian, I can’t.”

“But you can, though! This whole thing is driving him crazy, alright? I almost can’t live with the miserable prick lately.”

You bite your lip and take a deep breath. “Talkin’s not gonna do anything, Ian. Not when I’m the one with the problem. Look.. I love him. I can’t just sit here and watch him keep chasing the little princesses or the Karens and getting fucked over because it kind of physically hurts. He deserves better, I just.. I can’t deal with him until he finally realizes it.”

You don’t realize what you’ve just done until you hear the sound of glass shattering at the top of the alley. Your head snaps up and you find a very stunned Lip Gallagher standing there with his mouth open almost comically.

Ian goes to leave and you stand because this is not how you wanted things to come out. You’re in fight or flight mode, leaning heavier to flight. You never wanted anything you just admitted to Ian to come out of your mouth at all and yet, now it has. You know you need to run, to get the hell out of this.

Because let’s face it, Running is so much easier than standing here and dealing with the aftermath and the awkwardness you think you know will be coming.

“Ian, take a walk, buddy.” Lip fixes his gaze on his brother. Ian nods and the two share a look.

You go to leave with Ian but Lip’s arm shoots out, hand resting against the brick wall close to him for purchase. Forming a barrier so you can’t escape. “Where th’ hell do you think you’re goin, huh?”

“I-I..” you stammer around your words and finally shut your mouth because nothing is coming. 

For at least two or three minutes too long the air is heavy, filled with what you just confessed and a thousand other things unsaid that you’re a little too afraid to admit. You go to duck beneath his arm again but he refuses to budge. You glance up at him. “Lip, don’t.”

You tell him not to but deep down, you don’t mean it because you’re faced with losing him and now that you’re actually looking him in the eyes, you’re a little frantic. You don’t want it to happen.

But damn it, you can’t bite your tongue anymore, either.

“You’re avoidin me and I’m fucking tired of it, princess.” his eyes get a little stormy, they always do when he’s angry or upset, you know him like the back of your hand.

You place a hand palm flat against the front of his tee shirt when he steps closer just to keep a little space between the two of you because this is hard enough already and the closer he gets to you, the harder it’s going to be.

Blue eyes settle on the way your hand rests against his chest. Right over his heart.

But he doesn’t keep trying to get closer and invade your personal space. He takes a few shaky breaths instead. “What you said t’ Ian… Any of it true?”

You gulp.

“All of it.” you answer quietly, eyes trained on the word Fuck screenprinted on his shirt. You don’t dare make eye contact.

But Lip hates it when you won’t look at him, especially right now when he needs you to the most. All he wants to do is figure out why you’ve practically disappeared off the face of the Earth for the better part of three weeks because it bothers him because now he’s come to realize that he loves you and that seeing you around or hanging out -even when you wind up arguing, that was one of few things that kept him from clawing the walls.

So he grips your jaw and makes you look up at him. “I love you.”

You blink. This shocked haze settles over you and you’re barely listening to anything else he says because you’re still trying to process the first thing he says to you. Meanwhile, Lip has gotten desperate and this is what leads to him stepping up to you. Pushing you against the wall you’re both standing close to with his hips pinning yours flat as rough hands shakily skim your sides before squeezing your hips.

Your noses smash when he leans down and in towards you to kiss you and you pull away a little, holding your nose. Lip surveys your nose critically while muttering apologies over and over but then the words die away. And he’s focused again, he’s leaning in again with only one thought on his mind.

His mouth bumps yours clumsy and lazy and you’re about to pull back but you just…Can’t. Your mouth falls open ,welcoming the intrusion of his tongue as it drags over your teeth and massages yours and you feel yourself starting to come out of the daze just in time to realize what’s happening. His hand catches in your hair and he pulls your mouth in deeper, rough and thin fingers twisting and tugging at soft strands as he all but melts into you. You start to kiss back, you try to take dominance in the way your mouths meet but he’s quicker and he wants control more. You wind up wrapped around his body with your arms around his neck as your fingers rake his scalp and tug at curly hair before coming to a stop against the back of his neck. He shivers when you rub against him and melt into him just a little more and for a second or two, he nearly forgets to breathe.

The kiss finally breaks. His hand raises and it catches against the side of your face, his thumb dragging your cheek. “I’m sorry, I’m so fuckin sorry.”

“I’m sorry too. I just.. I couldn’t take it anymore, okay? Like..” you look down, you’re toying with the end of your shirt sleeve as it hangs over your finger because there’s a loose thread, “Even if you couldn’t… Love me… I couldn’t just sit back and keep quiet when you’re always letting yourself get hurt.”

“But I do love y’.” he answers quietly. He’s grabbing your face again, his forehead against yours with the warmth and the smell of cigarettes, beer and the fried pickles he ate earlier lingering on his breath, “I mean that. I always had, just..” he hesitates. Swallows hard. “You’re too fuckin good for me, princess.”

“Lip, don’t…” you take a deep breath. “Stop saying that!”

“It’s true.” he shrugs.

“It’s lies.” you pout up at him.

“Agree to disagree?” he questions and you both laugh quietly.

“C’mon. Let’s go lay under th’ tracks and watch the trains go over.” he mumbles with a laugh and then he takes off at a run with you and you’re clinging to him, laughing. Smiling.

Because maybe everybody’s wrong.

Maybe sometimes, there are reasonably happy endings. Maybe, you think to yourself, this can be one of them.

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PAIRING: s6!lipgallagher x inexperienced!fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: the spins by mac miller WORD COUNT: 463 REQUESTED: yes

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it's not a lie that you've never had to struggle for the majority of your life, whether that be through money or popularity. but where you did lack was experience, yeah being a straight A student was cool and all but since you were the centre of attention all the time it was difficult to do any wrong.

so as you got to college you thought that'd all change. something you didn't think of is where to start. hm well that was until you met lip gallagher.

it definitely helped that the two of you worked together to help out in professor youens class as it got you extra credit and also didn't hurt to make a new friend.

"you've gotta be shitting me? nothin'? not even accidentally slipped a tube of that gloss you're always wearing?" he questioned, leaning in closer eyeing you suspiciously.

rolling your eyes as you nudged his shoulder with your own, "no! is it really that hard to believe?"

"i guess not," he brings the cigarette to his lips taking a long drag, "i guess i shouldn't be since you are a goodie two shoes." blowing the rest of the smoke out of your direction.

"i am not a goodie two shoes!" you muttered as your eyes fell down to your shoes that were kicking at the rubble beneath them.

"yeah, yeah okay! so what was the last 'bad' thing you did?"

looking up at him through your lashes, genuinely trying to think of something, anything. sighing knowing that he was right.

the first thing you could think to do was lunge and grab the burning cigarette out of his hand, bringing it to your lips, stupidly inhaling way too much which made you burst out into a coughing fit.

lips eyes widened before sitting beside you, moving your hair out of your face whilst gently patting your back.

"you really shouldn't over do it on your first time, sweetheart."

your eyes all red and watery as you looked up at him, "a bit too late for that."

from then on the two of you were inseparable, him showing you how to live your life instead of just surviving it. whether that be from sillily ding dong ditching peoples houses to him showing you how to kiss (maybe a bit too much)

when you weren't creating chaos you were either laid up in your dorms watching movies on your laptop or were at the gallaghers house buying everyone pizza making them all happy.

even though you hadn't been friends for very long you and lip just fit together, you never thought that you would find someone that you would click with so easily. nevermind him being the complete opposite to you.

you wouldn't want it any other way.

@diorrfairy hope this was as good as you wanted it to be :))

© ruewrote.

#lip gallagher #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher oneshots #lip gallagher imagines #lip gallagher fanfics #shameless #shameless x reader #shameless oneshots #shameless imagines #shameless fanfics #jeremy allen white #jeremy allen white x reader #jeremy allen white oneshots #jeremy allen white imagines #jeremy allen white fanfics #x reader #oneshots #imagines #fanfics #ruewrote

[linovich]

𝙋𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙥(𝙡𝙞𝙥) 𝙂𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Synopsis: You attend your AA meetings at least once a week and you yourself know that you've always had your eyes on the Dirty blonde, maybe, this could be the day you could make something out of it.. Wouldn't you like to know?

Wc: 1.3k

Cw: alcohol, violence, drugs, angst, intoxication, aa meetings

A/n: my first oneshot, shameless too, enjoy lol

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You've never seen him like this and thought you never would.

AA meetings were something you tried to attend at least once a week, and when you do successfully force yourself to leave your mess of an apartment that reeks of cigarettes, you can’t help but notice the blue-eyed dirty blonde that looks like he crawled out of his own grave and always sat at the back of the AA meetings. He always showed no emotion, his hands were always dug into the pockets of his worn-out jacket and his face was always blank. He's only stepped onto the podium of the AA meetings once to talk about his alcoholic laced stories but you know he was hiding something more intense, something deeper, and you can't help but want to claw your fingers down into his throat to find out. He talks while looking down and you recognize the shame intertwined into his voice as he speaks, an emotion you were very familiar with.

But that meeting happened weeks ago.

You're sat at one of the back rows of today's AA meeting. You're only looking up at the ceiling as the sob stories of the recovering alcoholics are only boring you to death rather than inspiring you to change into a “better person”. You stare at the flickering light bulb dreading for today’s meeting to end quick. You can't wait to light a new one and find your next fuck that's usually on the L that you take back to your apartment. It's only that you take interest into today’s meeting when you hear glass shattering. You whip your head to the left and see that soul dead man gripping harshly on the collar of a typical addict.

"What the fuck did you say?" You’ve never heard him raise his voice, he was always so quiet and reserved and he always speaks in a whisper.

"You Gallaghers are all white trash, don't know how the fuck your whore of a sister got out of jail, all you fucking Gallaghers deserve to rot at the clink" he's slurring his words, what kind of asshole comes into an AA meeting intoxicated? Your thoughts halt like a train when you see Blondie over there landing a hard hit onto the drunkies's jaw. He collapses on the floor and he’s coughing like a maniac as he's in between laughs, blood leaving his lips like Niagara Falls, you wince at the sight.

"Fucking kill me gallagher, forget you're being recorded by a camera?" The maniac shouts out in between his laughs. The recovering alcoholics are leaving one by one not wanting to be a part of this bloody dispute, and you're pretty sure one of them are calling the police, if not a drug dealer, this situation seems normal to relapse in your eyes.

His blue eyes whip to the corner of the room and he looks back at the drunkie with eyes that speak louder than the punch he landed that echoed around the room.

"You're a fucking lucky man, if I ever see you again...you are a fucking dead man"

He enunciates the last five words before spitting on the man's face and the drunkie still can't help but laugh.

Blondie digs into the pockets of his jacket again before leaving and you notice that he’s mumbling something to himself and yet despite the gruesome altercation that you just witnessed seconds ago, you feel drawn to just say something to him, to follow him. You follow your gut and follow his tracks on the way out of the building with your own hands dug deep into your jeans, but the pockets of a woman's jeans can only go so far. Your platform boots are thudding on the hard pavement as you exit the building where the meeting was held, you see him leaning on the wall to your left where the stained white paint of the building walls are only deteriorating.

You look at him and see a cigarette in between his lips as he mutters a quiet “fuck” that you can read from his occupied lips.

"Need a light?"

He looks at you for a second and doesn't reply to you, but instead leans his mouth towards your hand that's already raised up with a lighter attached to your fingers and you find yourself lighting his cigarette. It's only after the puff of smoke that exits his lips that he decides to talk.

"Thanks"

You both sit in the awkward yet comfortable silence as the lights of Chicago fill in the awkward atmosphere for you.

"Name?"

"Y/n"

"Philip, call me lip"

You nod your head before asking him the very obvious question that's been weighing the back of your head.

"What the fuck happened in there?"

Lip shrugs as another puff of smoke exits his lips before he looks at you to give you a brief explanation.

"drunkie Talked shit about my family, didn't know he was drunk until I punched him"

Silence took over the atmosphere again, the Chicago lights now struggling to save it.

"Why are you here?"

You've been dying to ask him that the moment you had laid your eyes on lip.

"None of your damn business is why I'm here"

He states with venom laced into each word and he says it quickly. You didn't say anything to anger him, you didn’t give out a remark to piss him off yet he's spoon feeding you a comment that makes you scoff and you're thinking about walking away. But you're entitled and egotistical ass won’t let you leave until you spew something nasty back.

"Well fuck you lip, just starting small talk cause I can't help but notice we're the only fucking loners in that shithole, guess you can't seem to pull your head out of your ass."

"I hope you enjoyed your cigarette lip"

You last managed to say as you enunciate his name, popping the p before walking away.

"My toddler of a brother got into my sisters fucking coke and he’s having seizures left and fucking right, I don’t know who the fuck bailed my bitch sister and I have no fucking idea how I’m going to pay for my brothers medical bills, you- you fucking happy?"

There's so much anger and hate in his words. But you're just so fucking egotistical that instead of walking away and feeling any sense of remorse, you turn around and see lip whose twisting his heel on the cigarette that you lit for him.

"Just because you gave me a light doesn't give your entitled ass the right to know shit about me"

You furrow your brows.

"I was only being nice-"

"Nice my fucking ass, you just want to get a fucking egotistical boost from the sob stories that you want out of me, is- is that it?"

Lip says unstable, your face is twisted and turned into confusion, not understanding how the fuck he's pulling words out of his ass.

"I don't know what the fuck I said to you to piss you off but-"

"Oh, go fuck yourself" he yells and he kicks the metal trash can near him, the clanging of the metal hitting the building wall and tearing the thin paint startles you and your heart starts fucking pounding.

And it all clicks.

His face is flushed red and sweating, his eyelids are drooping against his blood shot eyes and you see him stumbling after he kicked the trash can.

He's fucking drunk.

The two of you are looking at each other, panting. One in intoxication and the other in vexation.

You slowly back away while you're shaking your head ever so slowly. You can't help but think how fucking stupid you were for thinking that maybe you could have another chance at life with a random guy you found intriguing at an AA meeting- heck, wanting to pursue something of anything with a recovering alcoholic was already the first mistake. But now you're just standing there, wondering why the fuck you wanted to be a part of this shit in the first place.

"Go get some help lip."

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Thank you for readingg!

#lip gallagher #shameless #fanfic #oneshot #alcoholism #rehabilitation #phillip gallagher #shameless us #please dont flop #first fic #alcoholics anonymous #lip gallagher x reader #x reader #cigarettes #angst #lip gallagher angst #lip gallagher imagines

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

Omg u have Ian and Debs hcs? Please please share

i’m kinda late to this because i keep forgetting but HERE THEY ARE (some of these are stolen from my other headcanons post and also half of these are very unserious)

ian was so excited when debbie was born, he loved being a big brother. whenever anybody tried to take the newborn baby out of his arms, he would throw a fit and insist that the baby belonged to him and you can’t touch her!

the two of them have gotten drunk on mimosas at like 10 in the morning on several occasions

when debbie was in her phase where she was going on about “ginger racism” she kept sending ian photos of gingers/articles about discrimination against gingers and so he blocked her number (temporarily!)

they have a gallagher groupchat (canon) and debbie talks the most in it. ian leaves the groupchat constantly because of the spamming so she has to add him back

also kinda going off of that^ ian is horrible at responding to texts/calls and leaves debbie on read CONSTANTLY, which pisses debbie off, making her spam his messages/voicemail until he gives in and texts her back (she’s so me)

(pre-season 1) when frank and monica would fight ian would try to calm her down while fiona and lip tried to break up the fights. carl would usually be fine and just watch/go up to his room, but debbie would get scared and cry, worried about either of the parents getting hurt or leaving.

debbie used to make her siblings bracelets out of like rainbow loom and shit and she made ian the most and he, unlike lip, wore all of them (no matter how sparkly they were).

(pre-3x05) debbie would beg ian to take her with him when he went to the milkovich house to go see mandy, which was incredibly awkward for ian, considering what he was really doing going there to do.

debbie visited ian the most in prison (lip tried to also, but he was also focusing on tami and fred).

ian taught debbie how to throw a punch.

heidi runs away and devastates debbie, which leads to her crying over her loneliness and venting to ian constantly, so eventually ian and mickey come up with a way to reunite sebbie (yes i’m writing about this).

also this isn’t a headcanon but i have a question and it’s why the fuck wasn’t sandy at ian and mickey’s anniversary party if she was so important in the wedding like that could’ve been our tiny sebbie reunion we could’ve gotten like one frame of them talking and i’d be satisfied

#shameless #debbie gallagher #ian gallagher #debbie and ian #sebbie #gallavich #mickey milkovich #sandy milkovich #shameless us #shameless headcanons #headcanons #i’m writing a sebbie and gallavich oneshot book rn #lip gallagher #heidi shameless

[oph3liatlou]

soft 🍄 angst 🌿 smut 🍀

nothing here yet.

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nothing here yet.

nothing here yet.

nothing here yet.

#writing #reqs open #request #oneshot #headcanon #smut #shameless #fiona gallagher #lip gallagher #ian gallagher #carl gallagher #mickey milkovich #mandy milkovich #kevin ball #veronica fisher

[delimeats-000]

☆day 3☆

EDIT: Only Sturniolo Triplets Fics!!!

these are my guidelines js in case anyone has any fanfic requests:

- i can do any kind of story (angst, fluff, smut🫢)

- not super into anime so im shit at writing for them

- i can do oneshots between 2 characters

- i accept prompts

- lmk if you want a shout out as the one who requested

what i can write for:

- mcu

- sturniolo triplets

- harry potter

- shameless

- stranger things

- the office

- parks and recreation

- black mirror

- you

- heartstopper

- ratched

-the bear

- idek js ask me

lmk what you wanna see, love you 🫶

#marvel #television #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #charlie spring #nick nelson #stranger things #x reader #reader insert #oneshot #shameless #fiona gallagher #carl gallagher #lip gallagher #the bear #carmen berzatto #harry potter

[shamlssxx]

Share like Gallagher's do.

"Fuck, are there any things you don't share at all?" Tammy asks, interrupting the dialogue between Lip and Ian about the exchange of some trifle.

The Gallaghers turn to her at the same time, blinking in surprise a couple of times. Ian frowns and sends Lip a questioning look, like "she doesn't know something?". Lip is at this moment trying to remember if he even mentioned the details of the exchange in their family and what it really means.

"Well.. We've always shared." Lip begins. "Food, clothes, money. What else could you expect?"

Tammy doesn't ask for an explanation. She fucking understands perfectly, remove your stereotypes about blondes. But still..

"What about hygiene?" She continues. "Clothes and the rest are understandable, but.. Soap? Did you seriously share soap with each other? Or.."

"Are you talking about hygiene at the Gallagher house? Pretty naive for someone who's lived there for a long time, Tammy." Ian grins. "It's okay now, but then.."

"I remember one of Fiona's guys squeaking from a cockroach in the kitchen." Lip laughs softly, remembering the huge eyes and the thin squeak. God, he was so scared.

"Or when Debbie accidentally stepped on a rat at night!" His brother adds. "Fuck, it seems the mouse was more scared than Debs.."

"So, what kind of thing is forbidden to share in the Gallagher house?" Tammy frowns and grins at her question.

"Em.. Well, probably partners." Ian turns his head to Lip with a cheeky smile. "I think we have slightly different tastes in this, dude."

Lip winces sharply at this and makes Ian laugh louder.

"Not Mickey-Fucking-Milkovich, I'm asking you. No more mention of that, Ian."

#gallavich #shameless #fanfic #oneshot #drabble #my first fic #sorry if its bad #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #lip gallagher #bad jokes #anyway i'm tired

[in-act-ive]

Hi can I request shameless X male reader where the reader is like an older brother to the boys and he defends them with his life pretty much it can be and he comforts them with side hugs y'know pulls them in for one especially when they fight with Fiona( nothing against her love her but I wanna comfort the boys y'know) headcanons or a oneshot i don't mind

Anyways have a good day

Yep! Sorry it's not a fic! I'm still a bit sick and I want to get this out before school starts up again!

Request : yes

Type : headcanon

A / N : more shameless stuff!! I'm not mad y'all just need to give me a minute to do some other stuff. All jokes aside this request was fun. Sorry I didn't do Liam!

Carl Gallagher

Knowing Carl you probably come to the rescue... A lot

He starts shit he can't finish

You have to come fight people for him a lot of the time

He also ends up getting people to jump him so... You have to save him then too

When you get injured he makes you deal with it

Its not that he doesn't know how

He just doesn't want to look at injuries he caused

When / after he gets in a fight with hie family he tries to avoid you

He doesn't want to bother you with his issues

You know where he hides though so you can help him

He's more of a " lets not open up.. Lets just stay DEAD SILENT instead "

You'll hug him

He won't admit it but that definitely helps him feel a bit better

Lip Gallagher

He likes to fight people for the hell of it

Lip can hold his own, really

Sometimes you just insist on stepping in cause you're much more responsible than he is and you know when he can't handle a fight or when its not worth it

Your normally pulling Lip out of a fight instead of defending him

He fucking hates it

His brothers appreciate it though

When you do end up fighting someone for Lip and get hurt he tends to your wounds immediately

He scolds you as he does so though, even if its his fault

When he gets in a fight with family he comes straight to you

He probably falls into your arms and just angrily huffs until you comfort him

He's not great with words

You've gotten used to it touch and you comfort him pretty quickly

He likes hugs and is very open about it

Especially yours

Ian Gallagher

Hes probably the more tame of the three boys

Definitely gets in fights he cant handle though

You have to step in and save him all the fucking time

He tries to tell you he's fine

He's not

When you get hurt in a fight he'll patch up your wounds

So scolding

He just explains what he's doing and does everything very gently as if your a child

He hates when you get hurt

You may be a bit older than him but he doesn't give a shit

You two just have a mutual overprotectivness over each other and everyone has picked up on it

After a fight with his familyhe comes to you first

You'll sit with him and he'll explain what's going on

You try your best to give advice

He nods and thinks about what you say as you speak

It almost always ends in you cuddling him while he sleeps

He cannot get in a fight with anyone without being mentally exhausted after

Note: This was not spell checked nor grammer checked! I apologize in advance for the mistakes

#x male reader #shameless x reader #shameless x male reader #shameless #ian gallagher x reader #ian gallagher x male reader #ian gallagher #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher #carl Gallagher x male reader #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagaher x male reader #lip gallagher

[lovergirly]

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

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

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

"will you relax.  Of course they will!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"umm no we're just friends"

"then who is your boyfriend?"

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

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

"give it time sweetthing, give it time."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“i’m not trust me.”

“whatever Gallagher.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ok fine but i’m not stuck up.”

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

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

“you thought i was lying?”

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

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

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

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

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

“thank you Lip. I’d love to.”

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

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

#fanfic #fiona gallagher #ian gallagher #lip gallagher #shameless #lip gallagher x reader #shameless x reader #carl gallagher #debbie gallagher #veronica fisher #kevin ball

[ruewrote]

𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡.

CARL GALLAGHER

dont wanna be alone

a means to an end

lure the fury

carl with shy!reader

LIP GALLAGHER

opposites attract

#carl gallagher #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher oneshots #carl gallagher imagines #carl gallagher fanfics #lip gallagher #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher oneshots #lip gallagher imagines #lip gallagher fanfics #x reader #oneshots #imagines #fanfics #ruewrote

[answer2jeff]

⟡﹒ fics by : answer2jeff ' ꒱ ! ⟡﹒

navigation: blurbs and fics.

rules: 18+ MDNI. (my page does not contain a lot of nsfw, but i'm not responsible for the media you do/do not consume.) reblogs are much appreciated!

shameless :

lip gallagher.

break-up, make-up (oneshot) — angst, fluff, smut

the bear :

carmen berzatto.

painter!reader x roommate!carmen — fluff

narrow thoughts (part 1/2) — fluff

narrow thoughts (part 2/2) — fluff

staying in from work with carmy — fluff

workplace relationship blurb — fluff

moving in w/him — fluff

kitchen counter love — smut

journalist!reader x nyc chef!carmen — smut

When it Rolls in Like Thunder:

husband!carmen x wife!reader SERIES.

teaser (essentially a sneak peak of the series) — fluff

chapter 1 : for the mr. and the mrs. — fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

chapter 1.5 : anyone else but you. — fluff

note: there are a bunch of Carmen and Lip related posts that you can find on my blog, but for the sake of narrowing down my navigation to the creative works i've fully fledged out and written into actual short stories , i didn't include them.

[inklore]

#they’re all planned and waiting in the drafts #i just need to know what order y’all wanna see them written and posted okkk #polls

[emxisms]

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ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

What I will write:

✧ Fluff

✧ Headcanons

✧ Oneshots

✧ Multi-Chapter Stories

✧ Angst

What I will not write:

✧ Smut

✧ Any triggering topics.

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ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰

𝕲𝖑𝖊𝖊 ⬎

✧ Sam Evans

✧ Quinn Fabray

✧ Finn Hudson

𝕳𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝕺𝖋 𝖂𝖆𝖝 ⬎

✧ Bo Sinclair

✧ Lester Sinclair

✧ Vincent Sinclair

✧ Carly Jones

✧ Nick Jones

✧ Wade

✧ Paige Edwards

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖉 ⬎

✧ Rick Grimes

✧ Daryl Dixon

✧ Carl Grimes (Seasons 8+)

✧ Michonne

✧ Maggie Greene

✧ Glenn Rhee

𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖑 ⬎

✧ Sam Winchester

✧ Dean Winchester

✧ Castiel

✧ Rowena Macleod

✧ Charlie Bradbury

𝕿𝖊𝖝𝖆𝖘 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖜 ⬎

✧ Tex Sawyer

✧ Bubba Sawyer

✧ Vilmer Slaughter

✧ Richter

✧ Thomas Hewitt

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖔𝖞 ⬎

✧ Brahms Heelshire

✧ Greta Evans

✧ Malcolm

𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 ⬎

✧ Eddie Munson

✧ Jonathan Byers

✧ Argyle

✧ Jim Hopper

✧ Joyce Byers

✧ Steve Harrington

✧ Nancy Wheeler

✧ Robin Buckley

✧ Chrissy Cunningham

𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 ⬎

✧ Jasper Hale

✧ Edward Cullen

✧ Carlisle Cullen

✧ Alice Cullen

✧ Bella Swan (Vampire & Human)

✧ Rosalie Hale

✧ Emmett Cullen

✧ Esme Cullen

✧ Charlie Swan

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