Weekly Tag Wednesday
Thanks for the tag @deedala @darlingian @suchagallabitch @energievie @creepkinginc @lingy910y @gembu-tortuesouscafeine @mickeysgaymom
1. if you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do?
Hmmmm. If it was ‘anything’ I’d switch with something with wings. But if it has to be a person then I guess the next best thing? Like a Circe du Soleil arial performer? Yeah, I think that’d be cool, but also after an hour I’d be kinda done. Perfect.
2. whats your most trivial / dumbest hot take?
I don’t have baths after dark. No one should. The nighttime monsters are gonna get you, if you’re wet after sundown. I don’t make the rules 🤷🏽♂️
3. If you had to teach a college course what would it be in?
Something animal related. Or problem solving and problem prevention. Like, I always say you can’t teach common sense but… maybe I could try?? Cause I think I’d be pretty good at it! Maybe not college. Get them earlier. While they’re malleable. Teach them how to spot shit that’s about to hit the fan. And what they can do to prevent it! Teach them how to walk into a room and register the 13 things that need to be addressed / fixed / saved / cleaned before they walk back out of the room. Yeah. I’d be good at that.
4. season 12 of shameless is suddenly happening and you’ve been put in charge! what plot point(s) are you gonna make happen?
I want them all to be settled and happy. I don’t need life to be perfect. But just…
I like Lip being into the building and decorating, but he’s soon gonna miss using his brain, so I’d like him to move into either the architecture side of things or the business management and franchising side of things.
I love Ian & Mickey being happily married forever and ever, and they’ve gone through so much shit, they should just get to be happy, but! I hate that all mentions of Ian’s bipolar were cut from season 11. This doesn’t just go away. Show me how well they deal with it now, but also how it’s still hard, and how it touches a part of Mickey’s hurt and trauma that he doesn’t want to achonowledge, and how sometimes it makes Ian self-loathing and mean and Mickey scared and angry, and when they get like this they lash out at each other. And then show me how, even when things are hard, they continue to fight for each other and choose each others, because they will ALWAYS choose each other.
Sandy is going to come back and Debbie and her are gonna make a real go of it.
Carl is going to buy and run The Alibi and it’s going to be awesome.
5. who would be your godly parent? (can be any mythology).
The Black Rabbit of Inlé.
Oh, there's no more to fear in death than in the changing of the seasons.
You all know how some rabbits seem just to throw their lives away between two jokes and a theft: but the truth is that their foolishness comes from the Black Rabbit, for it is by his will that they do not smell the dog or see the gun…But the truth is — or so they taught me — that he, too, serves Lord Frith and does no more than his appointed task — to bring about what must be. We come into the world and we have to go: but we do not go merely to serve the turn of one enemy or another. We go by the will of the Black Rabbit of Inle and only by his will. And though that will seem hard and bitter to us all, yet in his way he is our protector.
6. what’s something you love about yourself?
I’m funny, kind, competent, hard working, and creative. I hate myself a lot, but I’m also pretty fucking awesome. Two things can be true at the same time. I contain multitudes. 🤷🏽♂️
7. describe your day in 5 emojis:
😭🥓🍳🥲🛍️
8. what shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight?
Jimmy-Steve, Liam, and Fiona. Tommy, Kermit, and Kate. Iggy and Walter Milkovich (if they’re high, which they will be). Also Karen, Ned, and Kash.
9. tell us 2 truths and a lie, we’ll try to guess the lie!
10. do you have a pet(s). if so how did they get their name?
Mouse was named after Michael ‘Mouse’ Tolliver (Tales of the City) by Ruth and after Mouse the Temple Dog from Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files by me. Full Name: Mouse McFeathers.
Howard was named after the foreman in charge of a big building project at the farm, at the time when we rescued him as a kitten. Howard Alan Crisp, giving his name to our three kittens Howard, Alan, and Crispy. Full Name: Howard ‘Bonk Bonk’ Bambino.
Wiggins was named after the cyclist Bradley Wiggins, because he was big at the time, and it was better than Froome, which was the other name on the table, and closest to Arthur, which is what I wanted to call him. In the end we let Mouse choose by writing all the names on pieces of paper, folding them up, and picking the one she swiped off the table. Full Name: Wiggins Dangerbean.
11. show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence
12. whats your typical coffee / tea / beverage order?
Chai Latte
I would like to tag @suzy-queued @vintagelacerosette @sam-loves-seb @lupeloto @shameless-notashamed @transmickey @heymrspatel @gallawitchxx @francesrose3 @jademickian @sickness-health-all-that-shit @metalheadmickey @gardenerian @callivich @celestialmickey @look-i-love-u @rutherinahobbit @palepinkgoat @whatthebodygraspsnot @depressedstressedlemonzest @rereadanon @the-rat-wins @tsuga-of-mars @too-schoolforcool or just hand you a flower and let you pet a puppy 🐶
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🌛Weekly Tag Wednesday - Sleepover Edition!🌜
Thanks for coming up with this game @mybrainismelted! Thank you to @deedala, @lingy910y, @metalheadmickey, @transmickey, @suzy-queued and @such-a-barbarian
Ok pocket friends, tonight we are having a sleepover! So grab your pj’s, your teddy bears, and your fuzzy slippers, and let’s have some fun!
Name: ri or sometimes ri ri
Location: i'm shipping up to boston - the dropkick murphy
We’ll start with some easy ones! Is there a celebrity you think you look like? If so, who: i've been told i look a few celebrities, but that is irrelevant because if they ever make a biopic about my life, i want to be played by natasha lyonne
Do you still have stuffed animals in your bed? nope, the few i have left are on a shelf in my childhood home
Who is your celebrity crush? for the guys, i have accepted that i have a perpetual crush on pedro pascal. i think i only find him physically attractive 50% of the time, but damn, he has the best vibe 100% of the time. joseph gordon levitt is also a hottie. for the ladies, right now, it's ming na wen and natalie dormer
Have you ever accidentally sent a naughty message to the wrong person? thankfully, i have not. BUT i once sent a super "fangirly" text to a coworker instead of my friend and it was very embarrassing.
Have you ever snorted your drink out your nose on a date? i've only done this once in my life and happy to say it was not on a date.
Have you ever peed in a public pool? maybe as a kid.
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 fiona, marry v, kill svetlana
Frank/Kermit/Tommy: what a lose-lose-lose situation lol. ugh, i guess bang tommy, marry kermit, kill frank (no way i'd bang frank after all that we've seen him do 🤮)
Karen/Mandy/Sandy: bang sandy, marry mandy, kill karen
Jimmy/Sean/Gus: bang sean, marry jimmy, kill gus (pouring one out for jimmy-steve, the best guy for fiona)
Thanks for coming to my sleepover! Hope you had fun, we are having banana pancakes for breakfast. (adding chocolate chips to these pancakes to create my go-to weekend breakfast)
tagging some cuties: @juliakayyy, @francesrose3, @ian-galagher, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @heymrspatel, @michellemisfit, @mmmichyyy, @gallawitchxx, @gardenerian, @crossmydna, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @vintagelacerosette, @thisdivorce, @too-schoolforcool
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Shameless, Chapter 1, The Pilot
Word Count: 2.9k
Warnings: mentions of being gay, sexual tension.
“Nobody’s saying our neighborhood’s the Garden of Eden. Hell, some people say that god avoids this place altogether. But it’s been a good home to me and my kids who I’m proud of…because every single one of them reminds me a little bit of me!”
“Oh yeah, that so?” Kermit asked politely, trying to ignore the drunk of a man who was at the bar stool.
“Fiona,” he mused, “my rock. Huge help! Has all the best qualities of her mother…except she’s not a raging psycho bitch. And Lip, smart as a whip. Straight A’s and the honor roll. Boy’s definitely going somewhere. Ian. Industrious, conscientious, ambitious, incredible work ethic. Don’t have a clue where he got that from. Wants to be a paratrooper. Knows how to disembowel an enemy with a roll of dimes and an old gym sock.”
“Good for you, Frank!” another of the patrons laughed.
You shook your head, “please don’t encourage him, guys!”
“Carl!” your father smiled happily before frowning, “uhm, you know. I don’t really know that much about Carl. OH! He loves animals. He’s always dragging home some poor stray he found, taking them up to his room! And Debbie. Ah, Debbie. Sent by god! Total angel. Raises money for UNICEF year round. Some of which, she actually turns in. Liam! Gonna be a star! I’m no biologist, but he looks a little bit like my first sponsor. He and the ex were a little close!”
“No shit Frank!”
“Hey!” you growled, pointing at one of the old men who was drinking in the corner, “watch your next words or their’ll be something more than booze in your drink, assholes!”
“And then there’s you!” my father smiled, reaching out over the bar top. He grabbed your hand and tapped it, “my Sofia…my sweet girl. Keeping me in line longer than any of my other woman ever has and ever will! She’s Fiona’s twin you know. My swimmer’s shot straight with those two. Fi Fi is the first Gallagher girl here to go to college! Fi, keeps the house running and Fi Fi keeps the kids doing good in school! I lucked out with them, I really did!”
“Dad, you’re way too loaded for how early it is!” you warned, “I’m gonna have to cut you off for a bit so you can sober off!”
Your father groaned and rolled his eyes at you, “are you serious, Fi Fi? I just paid you a compliment. You’re supposed to be grateful and give me another! Say I'm a great dad and pass me a boilermaker, like a good kid would!"
“Dad…my shift ended five minutes ago, and I’m supposed to pick up Carl and Debbie from school and help them with their homework before I head to my shift at the club!”
“Hey, sorry I’m late!” Kev called as he burst through the door, “V had me tied up with-“
“Don’t want to know!” you laughed, cutting your friend off, “Gotta pick up the kids!”
“Yeah, go, go! Fiona told me to tell you that they’re down to fourteen minutes so she needs you to pick up another card on your way back from picking Deb, Carl, and Liam up!”
“Liam?”
“Deb took him to school for show and tell!”
“Jesus!” you sighed, reaching under the bar to grab your hoodie and purse.
“Hey…wait…Fi Fi…get me another, before you go!”
“Oh, fuck off Frank,” you growled at your father. You barely looked over your shoulder as you called out to Kev, “he’s broke and beyond plastered, Kev. Don’t give him any more tonight!”
“FUCK YOU, FI FI!”
“What do you mean, she told you to take Liam?”
“She picked up a shift at the arena...she told me to take him in for show and tell because of that birthmark on his back,” Debbie shrugged as you finished adjusting Liam on your hip, “want me to push?”
“Yes!” you agreed, handing the cart over to your little sister, “Fi said we’re out of milk and I need to get another card for hers and Lip’s phone. Do you and Carl need anything for school?”
“I want more markers…I want to run for class president and I need markers for posters. The old ones run out of stuff and I keep having to hold em in a cup of water to get the color out.”
“Can I get a candy bar?”
“What’d you get on your math test?”
“D!” he frowned.
You sighed and nodded your head, “we’re studying before I go to work…Deb, we’ll grab markers, paper, and tape and make a million posters while I’m quizzing Carl…you’ll be class president! I promise!”
“Really?” she asked lighting up.
“Wait, I can get a candy bar?”
“Yeah, but you’re studying with me when we get home! And you’re helping us make posters for Deb!”
“Deal!” he grinned, running off towards the registers.
“Fi doesn’t let him get a candy bar when she takes us Fi Fi…”
“Fi is doin’ the best she can…me and Ian don’t go through that many minutes, so I got a little extra cash for here and the squirrel fund…do you want a candy bar too?”
She smiled and nodded, “yes please…”
You leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple, “I’ll take the cart. You make sure Carl ain’t stealin’ shit. Take Liam and grab him a sucker…and get me and Fi a bag of gummies. I gotta grab something in the back.”
“Okay!” she smiled, taking hold of Liam once again while you took the cart and headed to the back of the store. Looking up and down the aisle to make sure that neither of the kids were trailing after you, you knocked on the stock room door.
It opened and one of the stock kids nodded at you before closing the door, only to return with a brown paper bag a few seconds later.
“The new issue?” He nodded and you handed him two twenties, “good, you keep your mouth shut!”
“Same time next month when the next issue drops?”
"I guess...can you do any better than 40 though?"
"I only charge you $40 for a whole year of this gay shit...I'd be losing money if it was mine to lose," he groaned.
"I'll tell Colin to lay off hittin' the store up..."
"I'll give you a twenty back if you send me a pic of your tits..."
"Deal!" You nodded. He smirked and handed a twenty back, and he closed the door. Opening the paper bag, you looked in long enough to see the magazine you usually grabbed for Ian, and then you slipped the whole thing into your purse.
“FI FI?”
Turning down another aisle you saw your little sister, struggling with Liam and her art supplies, while Carl had his arms full of candy.
“Carl, what are you doing?”
“I couldn’t choose!” he shrugged.
“One, Carl…”
“But-“
“If you can’t decide you won’t get anything, and you’ll end up sharing gummies with me and Fi again…do you want that?”
“Fiona always eats all the gummies though!”
“Exactly!” you laughed, walking up and ruffling his hair, “I’ll tell you what…you get your candy bar, and you can pick one other thing…if you and me get your studying done, and we help Deb get all of her posters finished before I go to work, I’ll count it as my snack, and you can have it!”
“What about me?” Deb frowned.
“You get class president I’ll buy you that pair of sunglasses you’ve been eyeing up every week when we come in!”
“Really?”
“Really…now come on, guys. We only have three hours and I need to make sure that your homework is done, and dinner is started before Fiona gets back from that shift she picked up!”
“Alright!”
“FUCK YOU FI!”
“Hey…what the fuck is wrong?” she asked, eyes going wide as you burst through the door and threw your bag in the entry way, “why you screaming at me?”
“I fucking got canned because my boss said you and some asshole you were with fucking decked my bouncer!”
“Hey, he was being a dick!”
“She got robbed at that club!” V said quickly, a man between her legs while she cleaned a small wound on his head, “and when we called him out on not letting us back in after chasing the guy, he called Fi a junkie and a skank. Our boy Steve here, decked him.”
You stood stock still for a moment. The kids all eyed you guys down. Kev stepped to your side, “he decked Jimmy Clifton, Fi Fi…come on.”
“Come on, it’s after midnight,” you said firmly, ushering the kids upstairs while you gave up on the unwinnable argument that was brewing if you picked a fight with the new guy, “we got stuff to do tomorrow! You guys have school!”
“Fi Fi…”
“Sofia’s right!” your twin said, giving you a soft look before closing in on the kids from the other side, “you guys have stuff to do and it’s after midnight. Go. Move, move move!”
“Love you Fi!”
“Love you Fi Fi!”
The kids chorused as they walked up the stairs leaving you and your sister with V, Kev, and Steve.
“You really lost the gig at the club?”
You nodded at your sister and bit your lip, “that was a really good gig, Fi…made great tips…and tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday are big money nights! Those weekend tips kept us afloat when I could get the hours.”
“I’m sorry Fi Fi!” she sighed, hugging you, “we’ll figure something out though. We always do!”
“Fuck…” you sighed, relaxing into her arms, “I thought we were about to finally get ahead on this shit.”
“Never…”
“I’ll go tuck the kids in…you take care of your…friend…”
She smiled at you and let go. You gave her another smile, as you herded the kids back up the stairs and to their rooms.
“Deb…I’ll be in your room in a second. Lip, get Carl tucked in. Ian, I got the phone. Come to my room and we’ll trade off.”
He stopped up the hall and turned, following you back to your room. Closing the door behind you, you reached under the mattress and grabbed the thin paper bag. His eyes shot to the door for a moment before he grabbed it and slipped it under his shirt.
“Lip knows…”
You raised your brow, “you told him?”
He shook his head, “found the folder…”
“I told you that hiding it behind your dresser was a stupid idea…should have hid it under your mattress.”
“I think he’s okay with it…”
“Of course he is, Ian…you’re our brother…”
“I-I still don’t want to tell Fi…”
“Hey…” you sighed, cupping your little brother’s face in your hands, “no one is forcing you to tell anyone, I…”
He sighed, and pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly, “thank you Fi Fi…”
“Of course…” you sighed, holding onto him for another minute. When he let go, you gently smacked him on the ass and he laughed, “alright tiger. Time for bed. Say goodnight to your brothers and I’ll be in to check on Carl in a sec.”
“Thanks Fi Fi.”
You followed him out into the hall, and made your way to Deb’s room. She was waiting patiently in her bed for you to tuck her in.
“Sorry Fiona got you fired.”
“It’s okay,” you shrugged, making your way in, “I didn’t like that job anyways.”
“Liar,” she laughed. You looked down on a sleeping Liam and stroked his head, before making your way to your little sister. She crawled out from under the covers and into your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck, “you’ll find something else. You always do.”
“I know…”
“A-are we going to be okay?”
“We always are, Debs…” you reminded her, “me and Fi won’t let you down.”
“You never do!”
“Get into bed, munchkin,” you sighed, rubbing your little sister’s back. She mirrored your actions and crawled out of your arms and back into bed. Tucking her in, you pressed a kiss to her forehead, “love you, Debs.”
“Love you Fi Fi.”
You turned off the lights and made your way towards the boys room. Frowning to yourself you sighed when you heard noise downstairs.
No doubts, Fiona was fucking the guy she brought home.
You shook your head as you found your way into the boys room. Carl had already put his headphones on and was out like a light. You looked between your two other younger brothers, “you guys good?”
Lip nodded, “yeah…”
“Yeah.”
You nodded at both of them and leaned down to Carl’s bed. Pulling the covers up to his chin, you placed a kiss to his temple.
“Sorry about your job Fi Fi…”
“It’s okay, Lip…”
“I can kick in more if-“
“We’ll be fine! You two need to worry about school,” you said firmly, looking to your brother. You reached up to Lip’s bunk and ruffled his hair, “it’s your junior year, Lip…I want you focused and ready to graduate…”
“What about me?”
You smiled over your shoulder to Ian, “well you have to graduate…that’s not even a question. If me and Lip do it, so do you!”
He smiled, “Fi dropped out junior year!”
“And I know she regrets it!” you reminded him, “we’re working hard so that down the road you guys don’t have to. Even I’m continuing my education by being in college when I’m not working!”
“Online college doesn’t count!”
“I go to campus two days a week, mister!” you reminded your little brother as you playfully slapped him, “and when you graduate you better be joining me!”
“I will!” he promised, “SAT prep later? Think I got a few ways I can chip in!”
“Tomorrow after breakfast I have some time!” you agreed. He leaned down and you gave him a kiss on the cheek, before moving to Ian and doing the same thing to him, “pancakes or French toast?”
Ian smiled, “French toast!”
“Good choice!”
“SHIT SHIT SHIT!”
You raised a brow and looked once more between your brothers as Fiona appeared running up the stairs and bolting into your shared room.
“What the fuck was that?”
“I’ll figure it out. You two get to bed!” you confirmed, leaving the boy’s room and closing the door behind you.
“Oh…uh, hi!” Steve said awkwardly as you and your sister came to a head at him, “cops looking for you two?”
“Stay here!” you both sighed in unison. You followed your sister down the stairs. When you got to the bottom, you saw Tony and another officer dragging him into the house.
Your heart felt like it stopped.
Your father’s incoherent words seemed like they were falling on deaf ears as you tried to think of something to say. Tony didn’t even see you until they put Frank against the dish washer, “I wouldn’t put him near a carpet til his pants dry a bit-oh…Sofia…you’re home…I thought you normally worked at the club…Usually I drive you home after-“
“Got canned!” you frowned, “Fi’s new boy toy decked Clifton for calling her a skank.”
“Thanks Tony!” your sister frowned, giving you a glare, “You really gonna tell everyone that?”
“He usually gives me a ride home!” you said, pointing out the obvious, “would be awkward if he showed up and expected me to walk out at three AM and I’m nowhere to be seen.”
“Sorry about the job, Sofia…”
“Thanks…let me walk you back to your car…I think Fi and Steve were in the middle of a…conversation.”
Your sister flipped you off as Tony handed him Frank’s other shoe. You pulled Tony out the door and his partner chuckled at you, “I’ll leave you two alone for a second.”
“It’s fine, Ran-“
“Thanks!” you said firmly, cutting off your best friend. He gave you a faux glare, but it instantly turned into a smile when you pushed yourself against his chest, needing the comfort of his hugs.
“You okay?”
“Today’s been a shit day!” you admitted as you held him, “Fi let Debs take Liam to school as show and tell and Carl almost got to see you today when he tried to hide a pack of baseball cards in his pockets while we were shopping. And you know Frank…he was at the Alibi Room earlier, but I’m guessing Kev ignored me and gave him more anyways. And you know about the whole club thing now…And right before you walked in, while I was re-tucking the kids in, Fi was fucking that guy in the kitchen.”
“Hey…it’s okay,” he sighed, holding you tight, “things will get easier…and if you want to pick up some hours, I know that the chief loves when you stop by with some baked goods…and we just lost Janet to maternity leave…you could do some administrative work if you play your cards right.”
“And see your ugly mug every day?” you teased.
“I know for a fact you love this ugly mug!” he smirked, “otherwise you wouldn’t have fake married it when we were in head start.”
"And then you went behind my back and married Fiona when we were five."
"Come on you can't still be mad at that!" he teased.
“You were cuter when we were younger!” you pouted, "I forgave the five year old you, but not adult you!"
“Well I may not be cuter than when I was five, but you’ve definitely gotten cuter…”
A blush rose to your cheeks and you pulled away, “Tony…”
“Markovich!”
The two of you nearly jumped away from one another at the sound of his partner’s voice. He frowned, “so I-I’ll see you around sometime?”
“Well, I’m done at the club so I’ll be free tomorrow and Sunday night,” you offered, “do you work?”
“No…I’m off…come over Sunday night?” he asked, “mom misses seeing you around…sure she’d pull out all the stops.”
“Okay…” you agreed, wanting nothing more than to see him, “Sunday night!”
“Great! I’ll let her know. See you then!” he grinned. He leaned down and kissed your cheek, and you felt yourself swooning as he walked away.
Chapter 2
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