#ch: tami tamietti

[tamiettitami]

anything to do with tami learning about mickey or the gallaghers past, like i'd love to see her reaction to some of their random shenanigans n stuff (or go the angst route and have her learn some sadder stuff whichever) love ur writing so much <3

"wait," tami takes a swallow of her beer and raises the bottle towards mickey, "i don't think you ever told me why you were in prison?"

"which time?" ian chimes in, giving tami a shove with his elbow.

tami's eyes widen, her jaw going slack, "there's been more than once?"

"yeah," mickey's tone is nonchalant. he steals the joint out of his husband grip, letting it settle between his pointer and middle fingers.

"well, spill!" tami exclaims. she sets her beer bottle on the wooden coffee table next to ian and mickey's couch, and readjusts herself so she's leaning against the armrest.

mickey sighs, rubbing the crease between this eyebrows. "the guy ian was fuckin' shot me for stealin' a can of pringles—"

"you stole a lot more than a can of pringles," ian retorts, but mickey simply flips him off as he blows out a puff of smoke.

"so, you two haven't always been together?" tami asks, ian shaking his head and whispering, god, no beneath his breath.

mickey hands ian back the joint before continuing, "anyway, did a few months, it was whatever. punched a cop after, got me a bit longer."

"he was gonna kill frank," ian chimes in.

"why didn't you?!" tami inquires a little too enthusiastically considering frank's recent passing, and they both stare at her blankly. she holds up her hands in surrender, waiting for mickey to continue.

"actually tried to killed ian's half sister. see, i was just going to roofie that bitch for snitching on ian to the MPs, but she passed the fuck out."

tami reaches across ian to smack mickey's shoulder, "isn't that, like, 15 years?"

"up to 30," mickey adds casually, "compassionate release."

"mickey milkovich and 'compassionate release' aren't two words i ever expected to hear together," tami laughs, and mickey simply rolls his eyes.

"that's actually four words—"

"jesus christ, ian," mickey lightly smacks the top of his head and takes the joint without consent once more.

tami follows suit, giving ian's right side a hit to even out the pain, "alright, phrases," she corrects herself.

it's silent for a moment before tami opens her mouth again, "you know i like you, right? i don't think you're an awful person or anything..." she trails off, looking away from mickey and returning her gaze to her fingers picking at one another in her lap.

"you just like bustin' his balls?" ian grins, and tami raises her hand for a high five which ian graciously accepts.

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[ivyobriens]

what if something happens to us? we don’t have anyone to be fred’s guardian.  so, then nothing will happen to us. make a deal right now, neither one of us will die.  deal.

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[tamiettitami]

ok so i had this idea in the tags of a post a longggg time ago 😭 so basically “i wish you would write a fic where” mickey and lip are unable to reach something they need up on a high shelf so tami comes in to grab it with no issues and hands it to them (because for some reason in this idea ian isn’t there to help and both lip and mickey refuse to grab something to climb up on to grab it 😌)

“who put the fuckin’ cereal so far back?” lip calls from the gallagher kitchen. “it never goes past the pencil line,” he mutters, and mickey enters in a pair of red plaid boxers, his torso covered by the same grey tank top he’s had for as long as lip has known him.

“fuck you say?” mickey nods towards lip, his back straighter than a board as he stalks over to the refrigerator where he’s standing in front on his tip-toes.

lip falls back onto his heels, “i can’t reach the goddamn tootie fruites,” he groans.

franny laughs from the living room, “you said tootie!” she exclaims, running into the kitchen and pointing at lip. she sticks her tongue out before jumping onto the couch and standing on the cushions, her butt against the headrest as she continues watching her show on TV.

“debbie give her coke or some shit?” mickey jokes, but lip doesn’t find his quip amusing. instead, he backs up from the refrigerator and puts his hand on the small of mickey’s back, pushing him towards the metal ice box. “i’m shorter than you, shithead, what makes you think i can reach the goddamn box?”

lip rolls his eyes and perches himself on the countertop. “i don’t fuckin’ know, mick.” mickey tries anyway, but his fingertips barely grip the edge.

“it’s a lost cause, man.”

just then, tami enters the gallagher house with fred in his stroller. her eyes instantly drift to the top of the refrigerator where she spots the box of tootie fruites. “thank god you guys have cereal, we’re all out at our house,” tami bumps mickey out of the way with her hip and grabs the box with ease, “lip, remind me to get more, will you?”

lip stares at tami dumbfounded as she pours a handful in front of fred. his mouth opens and closes a few times in quick succession as he tries to think of something to say, but, eventually, mickey speaks up. “yo, toss us the fuckin’ fruit toots, or whatever the fuck they’re called.”

“jesus,” tami grabs the box off of the kitchen table and tosses it across the island and mickey who fumbles and drops the box on the ground. lip snatches it then, and carries it upstairs with him before mickey has a chance to react.

“fuckin’ thief,” mickey mutters under his breath.

“yeah, and you aren’t one?” tami retorts, and mickey flips her off with a scowl.

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[tamiettitami]

prompt: tami & mickey argue about something dumb while shopping at the store together and a passerby mistakes them as a couple — do they play along or start roasting each other or both?

"Which do you think Fred with like?" Tami holds up two onesies in front of her. She moves her hips side to side as if she's posing, but the pyjamas only reach her mid-stomach. One of the onesies is grey with a repeating design of navy blue rock ships and the other is navy blue with a bright blue and orange smiling dinosaur that says, "I'm roarly cute."

Mickey furrows his eyebrows as if he's thinking. He points towards the rocket ship design. "Really?"

"The little fucker can't read yet, why does he need words on his clothes?" Mickey retorts, which Tami simply rolls her eyes at.

"But he loves dinosaurs!" Tami whines, setting her arms by her side and pouting like a child who's just been told it's time to go to bed.

"He choked on one of those little shits before!"

"No," Tami emphasises by dragging out the letter O, "he put it in his mouth and sucked on it, I got it out before he had the chance to choke."

"What's the fucking difference?!"

Tami whips around at a double tap on her shoulder. She sees an elderly woman wearing a pair of bifocals and a floral blouse with hot pink yoga pants. The woman is wearing a pair of light blue flip flops by the brand Sketchers. "Can I help you?" Tami asks, her voice harsh with annoyance towards Mickey.

"I was married once, you know," Mickey's eyes go wide and he raises a brow at Tami, "I know the struggle of shopping for baby clothes."

Tami turns away from the woman, facing Mickey once more. A sly smile spreads across her lips as she stalks over towards Mickey, now standing at his side. She grabs his hand and intertwines their fingers. Surprisingly, this isn't the first time Tami and Mickey have been mistaken for a couple, so they wordlessly decide to go along with this poor old lady's deceiving thoughts.

"It's his second birthday, I just want it to be perfect for our little baby boy," Tami flutters her eyelashes.

Mickey scoffs, "And I'm just trying to be realistic."

The woman walks up to Mickey and sets a soft hand on his shoulder, "The man in a relationship is never right," she says in what is supposed to be a reassuring tone.

Knowing Mickey's fight or flight mode has been triggered, Tami puts her free hand on Mickey's elbow to hold him back and, when he takes a step forward, Tami hip bumps him to keep him in line.

"You're right, my husband isn't the smartest."

"All men are dumb," the lady says. She takes her hand off of Mickey's shoulder and he immediately relaxes. In the blink of an eye, she's gone.

Tami loosens her grip on Mickey, throwing the rocket ship onesie on the rack next to them. "This one it is!" She smiles, Mickey giving her friendly slap on the face in reply.

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[tamiettitami]

i wish you would write a fic about how mickey and tami first exchanged numbers and started talking outside of the gallaghers 🤨

“fuck you doin’?” mickey asks, slamming the door behind him as if he owns the place. he cocks an eyebrow while watching tami furiously rummage through the refrigerator. “hello?” he sing songs, waving a hand in front of his face like she has a set of eyes on her back of her head and can see him trying to get her attention.

tami groans, tossing her head back. “where can i find a beer in this shithole?”

“finished ‘em up last night,” mickey burps. he grabs a fresh cigarette out of the pack sitting on the gallagher’s countertop and fishes a lighter out of his pocket.

instinctively, tami turns around at the clicking sound. “hey, no smoking in the house! baby on board!” she points to the floor in the living room were fred is lying on his back playing with a hanging moon. she rolls her eyes and slams the refrigerator door shut behind her.

“jesus christ,” mickey shoves the burning end of the cigarette into a nearby ashtray killing the flame almost immediately. “sorry,” he adds. the truth is, he feels remorse toward tami. well, he doesn’t feel bad that she has a kid. tami loves fred, and everyone knows it, but she shouldn’t have to raise a newborn without a goddamn can of old style. mickey wouldn’t have survived taking care of yegeny if it wasn’t for the drink’s 4% alcohol content, so tami shouldn’t have to take care of fred without it, either.

“let me buy you a drink,” he blurts out. mickey can tell tami is suspicious and rightfully so, he thinks. “ian and i made a half-decent profit this week, i can splurge a little.”

tami sighs, “i’d love to, but i’m taking fred to his grandparents’”

mickey doesn’t want to admit that he’s disappointed, but a part of him, a part buried so deep down it’s nearly invisible, can’t help being upset. truth is, he’s wanted to get closer to tami for months after constantly hearing ian chat about how good of friends they are, how much she loves him. they a lot in common, too, and normally that’d scare mickey away; however, he’s been around tami enough to know it’d bring them closer together, if anything.

“tomorrow then?” mickey proposes, gripping onto the edge of the gallagher’s kitchen counter feet away from tami.

“sure,” tami scrambles for something in her purse sitting next to mickey’s hand. eventually, she pulls out her phone with a new file pulled up in her contacts app, and hands her phone to mickey. “give me your number, and i’ll see when i’m free.” she smiles, and mickey can’t help smiling back.

mickey types in his phone number, giving himself the contact name “mick 🥂” which he assumes tami will change, but he doesn’t mind—it’s not like they’re doing anything more than grabbing a couple of beers to take the edge of being a mother for a few hours. he shrugs, and tosses tami’s phone back to her. she looks at his contact name and laughs, rolling her eyes once more, but this time in a playful manner.

+ a bonus exchange between them:

i wish you’d write a fic where...

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[tamiettitami]

Okay so I always hesitate to answer your calls for prompts and such only because I'd feel like a compete idiot if you'd already done it. But here's a combo prompt/mini self-fill since I see you're in need of Mickey x Tami sustenance.

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Prompt if you feel so inclined: Mickey needs a haircut

Me avoiding my responsibilities and the 9 fics I'm in the middle of by writing more random shit:

"Fuck," Mickey mutters to himself in front of the bathroom mirror. He'd been trying to get his hair to stay put for like ten minutes, but the floppy bit at the top just refused to see reason. Even gelled to hell and back, it kept flipping down into his face as soon as he moved his head.

He grabs for the gel again anyway, determined to make it behave. As he gets another good handful of it, grimacing at the noise it makes exiting the tube, he's interrupted by a choked-off laugh coming from the open door.

"Fuck off, Gallagher," he yells, not looking.

"Not a Gallagher, Milkovich," comes back from the doorway, and he whips around to see Tami leaning against the wall and smirking at him.

"What are you lookin' at?" Mickey asks roughly, and she giggles.

Fucking giggles.

"What the fuck are you doing to your hair?" she asks in return. "You look like one of those 'self-styles gone wrong' posters we have up at the salon."

Mickey looks at Tami, and then looks back at himself in the mirror, and blows out a breath.

Well.

She ain't wrong.

He says as much, and she takes it as her cue to enter the bathroom, getting all up in his personal space.

"The fuck are you doin'?" he grouses, but she ignores him to tug at his hair with one hand, wrinkling her nose at the texture of all the product in it.

"I could help with this, you know," she offers suddenly. Mickey eyes her, suspicious, and she shrugs. "Perks of your brother-in-law dating a hairstylist."

Mickey scoffs. "No thank," he replied. "Don't need any favors from your baby-daddy."

That earns him a smack on the head.

"Hey," Tami says firmly. "I don't do things for him, I do things for me. And right now," she adds, scanning Mickey from head to toe and back, "what I want to do is make you look less pathetic."

She raises an eyebrow at him, and he capitulates surprisingly quickly in the face of her confidence.

"Yeah, all right," he mutters. She grins.

"Be right back, then," she tells him, backing away. "Just sit on the toilet there or something, I'll grab my bag."

"Hey," Mickey calls after her as she leaves, and she pokes her head around the door again with a curious look. "Ian likes it longer on top, think you can do that?"

Her resulting beam is blinding.

"He needs something to grab, huh?" she muses, and Mickey tries and fails not to flush. "Yeah, I can do that. Be right back."

Mickey stares at the open doorway once she's gone, wondering what the hell had just happened. Then he sits his ass down as instructed and waits for Tami to come save his hair and his sanity.

i am always in need of more tami and mickey sustenance. like, i'm convinced there is never too much, and this goes for everyone 👀

okay, but the perks of having a hairstylist in the family are greater than one may assume, and i'm glad mickey gets the experience the wonders of such. also, i can confirm "self-styles gone wrong" posters do exist and they are hung up in salons. granted, my mom's salon keeps it in the back and i'm pretty sure it's just for their own amusement... hey, whatever brings them joy!

anyway, this part was so in character:

i love that tami is apart of the gallagher family enough for her to be able to make shitty remarks about mickey and ian's sex life because, boy, have they all said way too much. even though tami says, "not a gallagher, milkovich," i feel like, deep down, she know she's apart of their family, though whether or not she wants to accept that is up for debate.

also, tami giggling at mickey, HAHA, i totally imagined that as her laughing at ian's, "i don't need your disgusting ass dick" comment.

SIDE NOTE: she's so cute with her little tank top and glass of orange juice <3 that's the love of my life, right there! thank you for the gif, too, kait; your TTIEE series is one of the best things that's happened to me on this app, and i wish that was dramatic...

i don't know where the fuck it went, but i made a similar comment about ian liking mickey's hair long in a prompt fill a few weeks (? maybe, i don't know) ago, so i'm glad we're on the same wavelength there.

if anyone knows what i'm referencing please link me because i could not for the life of me find it

regardless, this was an absolute treat to see in my inbox. you're a gem for taking the time to write this out for me <3 maybe i'll write my own take soon 😉

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[tamiettitami]

mickey and tami talking shit about the gallagher’s over a joint or something hehehe

this got off the of the rails... fast; i hope you like it anyway LMAO, i am so sorry for my offhandedness and the length (or lack thereof) of this fill, but it's been a while since i've written and i wanted to keep this short and sweet :D

"no, no, no," mickey scolds, shaking his head while watching the smoke fills the space between him and tami, "ian is fuckin' crazy."

tami waves her hand through the air. she takes the joint from mickey's hand with a furrow of her eyebrows. "isn't he, like... bipolar or whatever?" before tami has the chance to remove the joint from her lips, mickey plucks it from her fingertips.

"yeah, but," mickey burps, readjusting the joint and letting it settle in between his pointer and middle fingers, "he's still batshit even when he ain't manic."

"give me an example," tami asks, eyeing mickey as he takes a long inhale.

mickey twists on his side, his arm settling on the top of he and ian's new couch. he tilts his head back, letting the smoke filter up towards the ceiling. after a moment, he returns his attention towards tami. "just the other week, he sent me a text tellin' me we hang out too much; he's just so jealous all of the goddamn time."

"oh, and you're not?" this time, tami is the one stealing the joint from mickey. "you practically shit yourself when you saw ian with," tami swallows, trying to think of his name, " that simone biles motherfucker at the bar," she eventually settles on.

"his name was cole—"

"see!" tami exclaims, throwing her hand not holding the joint in the air, "you wouldn't remember his name if you weren't jealous, his picture is next to the word 'fruit' in the dictionary, every white gay dude looks like him."

mickey chhs, "you texted me from the bathroom of a chilli's in wisconsin because you thought your server was hot."

"she was," tami defends, her voice high-pitched, "and i needed time to recuperate away from lip."

"yeah, your boyfriend lip, and how exactly did you do that?" mickey questions suggestively, his eyebrows waggling up and down.

tami punches him, hard, her fist definitely leaving a bruise that will be visible for the days to come, "i only thought about it!"

mickey chuckles, "because that's any better!" tami holds up a middle finger and directs it towards mickey, a gesture which he gladly reciprocates.

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[tamiettitami]

reminder, because i haven't reiterated it in a few days, that mickey and tami are best friends who go out drinking during the weeknight when their partners are asleep, and they send each other stupid shit they find on tiktok or instagram. they facetime each other to rant about their days, or just to check in because they care about each other, too <3

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[tamiettitami]

First sentence for a fanfic!

Ian doesn’t really know what he expected to see, but his husband dancing on top of the bar with his kind-of-sister-in-law definitely wasn’t at the top of his list.

pathing the way for tami/mickey besties maybe 👀👀👀

ian doesn’t really know what he expected to see, but his husband dancing on top of the bar with his kind-of-sister-in-law definitely wasn’t at the top of his list.

“oh, my god, ian? ian—guys! ian’s here!” tami exclaims, slurring her words together as a result of the six vodka shots she’s downed. she forces mickey off of the bar by tugging on his arm, and ian has to stand by the stool they’re using as a staircase and help them down individually.

ian scoffs at tami and redirects his attention towards mickey. “what the fuck are you doing here?”

“tam—motherfucker, stop starin’ at me—frida was actin’ like a bitch, so i told her to ditch the baby meat for awhile.”

“it’s fred, and i need you to watch our baby meat. it’s your night with micaela!”

tami lightly punches ian’s shoulder and garbles, “but we’re having fun!”

send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five

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[tamiettitami]

I would always read more Mickey and Tami friendship fics! I would love to read something that touches on the different things they talk about/bond over - not just venting about the Gallaghers (which I’m sure there is a lot of 😅), but other topics….? We don’t see Mickey with a friend who isn’t Ian or who isn’t a family member, and I like to think Tami maybe picks up on the fact Mickey hasn’t had a lot of friends so she subtly tries to find out more about him.

hey, this turned into a meta and there’s nothing i can do about it, so hopefully... this is okay, LMAO

i think, in a sense, their childhoods are similar. obviously, they aren’t identical, and maybe they aren’t even comparable, but neither of them were really given the opportunity to succeed. from the beginning, it was written in the books that they were destined to slum for the rest of their lives, though they both decided to give a little “fuck you,” to the universe and allow themselves the opportunity to thrive. because of this, there are countless chances for them to bond outside of the gallagher family, it’s just a matter of will mickey allow himself to open up to tami?

to answer my own question, no, he doesn’t, or at least not at first. as awful as it sounds (and is), mickey has been around the gallaghers for long enough to know that the baby daddy’s, or baby mommy’s, in this case, never stick around. so, when tami mentions mickey’s childhood after a couple of drinks or when they’re watching TV and tries to learn more about him, i think mickey’s hesitant to be honest with her. he likes tami, and part of him feels guilty for brushing off her attempts to learn more about him, but if she’s not going to stick around, what’s the point of opening up to her? what’s the point of letting tami know shit about him he tried to repress for so many years?

once tami realises his childhood isn’t something mickey is comfortable talking about, or at least right now, she decides to back off. she’ll still mention cami on occasion to see if mickey’ll respond with something along the lines of, “oh, my sister and i did that, too, growing up,” or quickly drop a memory of her and her father during the holidays decades ago, but mickey mostly just nods and keeps his mouth shut in response.

after a few weeks, mickey realises tami is here to stay, and starts to mention vague parts of his life growing up, like mandy, for example. of course, tami listens and shares a part of her growing up to hopefully get mickey to continue opening up. she loves learning about him, but, like you mentioned, she hasn’t seen mickey interact with anybody that isn’t related to ian, so the only true opportunity she has to do so is from the source himself.

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[tamiettitami]

I wish you would write a fic where...

Tami bonds with Liam. Supposedly Liam is going to live with her and Lip, but we haven't really seen them interact!

“hey, tam,” liam says tentatively. he throws his bag into the backseat of tami’s van and crawls up front to take shotgun, “i thought lip was picking me up?” he asks while buckling himself in then straightening his back against the too tall seat.

tami clicks her tongue and puts her vehicle in drive to exit the pick up line. “well, he was, but i thought we could go to white castle,” tami smiles, briefly turning her head towards liam before returning her attention to the parking lot. she gives liam’s shoulder a quick shove with her elbow, and liam rolls his eyes playfully back.

“i love white castle!” liam exclaims, raising his hands for emphasis.

laughing, tami clicks on her left turn signal and heads onto the main road. “what poor kid growing up on the south side doesn’t like white castle, i mean, c’mon?”

this time, liam is the one laughing. he rolls down his window to air out the 97° chicago summer, and tami turns on the radio. 103.5 is playing some ariana grande song tami is proudly singing along to despite the fact that it’s definitely an innuendo and she’s with a ten-year-old, but he’s heard worse from his own siblings and parents, so he supposes he should let it go.

“no,” liam scolds. he tunes the radio to 88.7, and sticks his hand out the window, moving it to the beat of down university by fiddlehead.

hyde park, precious blood, latin school, USMA, emmanuel, BC, columbia, graduate, no one cares, it’s just a name, liam hums along, singing a few lyrics here and there.

“damn kid,” tami yells over the sound of the radio and the air entering the vehicle through the window, “this is some new shit, how do you know it?”

liam reaches up to ruffle tami’s hair with his hand, “from you! you listen to it, like, 40 times a day.”

tami knocks liam arm away, “you really pay that much attention to me?” she inquires, and liam thinks she’s joking, but her squinted eyes and slightly raised eyebrow says otherwise.

“yeah,” liam confirms, “i think you’re cool.”

tami smiles at that, at the thought of being liked by liam. she didn’t exactly feel welcomed by the gallagher’s, or more-so debbie, in particular, so it feels nice to know at least one of the siblings doesn’t resent her, because she’s pretty sure ian does with all of the mock date nights her and mickey have been going on over the last couple of months.

“you’re cool, too, liam. now, what do you wanna eat?”

i wish you’d write a fic where...

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[tamiettitami]

thinking about tami and mickey’s twitter bios being some stupid quote the other person said while drunk and they have each other tagged so everyone knows they’re best friends !!!

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[tamiettitami]

mickey and tami warriors are the sexiest people alive, and i hope you know how fuckin' hot you are all for having the best taste in characters <3

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[tamiettitami]

Im writing a fic rn and as the all-knowing Tami expert I need ur professional opinion - Tami and Sheila. What is the dynamic between these two. How do they feel about each other. Bc I know Sheila would simply die for baby Fred but I'm not sure how Tami would react to Sheila

i’m finally getting around to answering this! i’m so sorry it took me so long, there was just a lot to ponder, but i think i’ve collected my thoughts enough to (hopefully) give you a helpful and coherent response.

TLDR: it's a gradual process, in terms of tami trusting sheila, but their relationship is anything but one-sided, and they have a mutual respect for one another that can't be tampered with.

First off, I'm so excited to see what this fic is about? I genuinely can't think of a scenario where Tami and Sheila would interact, so to say I'm intrigued is an understatement. Also, being called "the all-knowing Tami expert" might be the highest honour I've received, and I'm glad she's my legacy on this app.

You're right, Sheila would die for Fred, but I think Tami is hesitant in letting her hold him, at least at first. Tami is a protective mother, and there's nothing wrong with that. She'll let Sheila talk to him and touch his toes, maybe tickle his sides a bit; however, Tami has to be holding him the whole time.

Sheila is one of those you either love them or you hate them characters, and I think it takes Tami a bit to get used to her... Sheila-ness, you know? She's a difficult person to bond with, but Tami is willing to listen. At the Gallagher house, at least with a handful of members, Tami doesn't always feel like she's heard, but, with Sheila, they're able to establish a two-way relationship where they're open with each other, and the other person cares.

I'm not sure where you're planning to set this fic, but I think after a few times at either Sheila or Tami's house, she lets Sheila play with him in his playpen or on the floor, which Sheila is just ecstatic about. Because of how... intimidating Tami can be with her snarky, sometimes bitchy remarks, Sheila knows to respect Fred's boundaries in a way that maybe she hasn't respected other people's children (or, hell, even her own kid's) boundaries in the past. A few more in-person interactions, Tami lets Sheila hold her, but she still has to hand on Fred, though eventually she learns to let go (literally) and gives Sheila full reign.

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[tamiettitami]

any fun tami HCs??

omg, okay, you know that tiktok trend that's, like, "i took a photo of all of my friends wearing this pair of glasses!" and then there's 40 photos of a bunch of people wearing the same pair of glasses? WELL, i totally think tami forced the gallagher family (and sandy, because sandy must be included) to take photos wearing a pair of her old aviators from high school and now she has a string of polaroids hanging up of all of them wearing said aviators <3

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[tamiettitami]

hi karyssa!! i can’t remember if i asked before but do you have any tami HCs from before we saw her on the show to whatever she could be up to now??

THIS IS SO FUNNY, you sent me this right as i hit post on ask from you from a few days ago asking for tami headcanons, so i love that we're on the same wavelength, but i don't mind digging in my brain for some more!

maybe this is me projecting, but tami was definitely on her school's speech team in the impromptu category. for those of you aren't familiar with impromptu speaking, you draw a topic, prepare, and speak in around six minutes. yes, the entire thing is done in around six minutes. i think tami would kill at this because she has a fast brain, and she's able to work on the fly. she can be harsh sometimes, yes, but in competitions like this, you have to be confident, and if there's one thing tami exudes, it's confidence, so i have constant faith in her.

now, in response to maybe this is me projecting, i didn't do speech, but i did do theatre, and everyone who was in theatre did speech. it's like a given, so i felt like i was apart of it by association 😂

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