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Is this blog dead?

Basically. I’ve been too caught up in school work that I haven’t seen anything from season 8. For now this blog will be inactive until I have the time to catch up. I’m really sorry if I kept anyone waiting on anything.

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happy 18th birthday ethan cutkosky! (august 19th, 1999)

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Ethan celebrating his 18th on set today. 08/18

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Happy birthday Ethan!

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Could you make an Imagine carl g part 3 I'm low-key getting addicted to the story 😂😂

Part III will soon come!😊

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Imagine | Carl. G Pt.II

Carl Gallagher imagine | Unedited

Note: Carl returned after 8 months/ Y/N returns 4 months later. There was going to ne another ending to this chapter that involved alot more interaction between Carl and Y/N, but maybe for another time.

Warning: typical shameless warnings, mentions of underage drinking

The day that Y/N returned was unexpected, to say the least. 

When Y/N tried to enter her own house, she found the doors locked and no spare key around. No matter how much she knocked on the door, she received no answer. Not feeling up to the task of breaking into her own home, Y/N knew that there were only two other places her sister would be at a time like this. She went with the more likely option, making her way across to the Gallagher's homestead where she knocked lightly on their door, secretly hoping that no one would answer. Not having seen the Gallagher's for a while had Y/N nervously tapping her foot in anticipation of seeing some familiar faces. 

Just as Y/N was about to walk away, the door opened and a young boy stared up at her.

 "Liam?" Y/N asked the young boy, completely surprised with how much he had grown in the year she had been gone. "Hey, buddy." She greeted him with a small wave, to which he just continued staring curiously up at her like he recognized her but couldn't remember how he knew her.

"So," Y/N cleared her throat when it became awkwardly clear that the boy wasn't going to say anything, "Is Y/S/N here?"

Liam continued staring.

"How about Fiona?" At the mention of the name, he looked Y/N up and down, noting the Military school uniform that she was wearing and shook his head. They had taught him well.

"She's not in trouble," Y/N sighed as she took in consideration that her skirt and blazer may have her mistaken for some type of authority figure. "I'm just looking for my sister."

Liam thought about it before shutting the door. Y/N huffed in disbelief and was about to go into town to look for sister at her workplace before the door opened again, an older figure standing in the doorway this time.

"Can I help you?" Fiona crossed her arms and leaned against the frame. Y/N's back was facing the woman and when she turned around, she saw the judgmental look drop from Fiona's face and was replaced with one of her toothy grins. "Y/N?"

Before Y/N could get a word out, Fiona had her embraced in a bear hug. Y/N looked behind the older woman to see Liam head peeking out of the window to see what all the commotion was. "Long time, no see." Y/N laughed as Fiona pulled away, holding the girl at arm's length to get a proper look at her.

"No shit! Look how big you are!" She pulled the younger girl to her side as she began to pull her along into the house. Fiona took Y/N bag from her and placed it in the lounge room, urging the teenager to follow her into the kitchen. As Y/N passed through the lounge, she realized that the house didn't have the energy that she remembered the house had. It was quiet, except for the children show blasting from the tv where Liam's eyes were now glued 

"Get your ass here now. You will not believe who's here." Fiona excited voice came through from the kitchen. Y/N followed the voice and found Fiona on her mobile, ringing who Y/N could only guess was her sister, ordering booze for what was no doubt Y/N welcome home party.

  "Look at you!"

 Y/N was suddenly spun around and pecked on both cheeks before getting pulled in for a hug. The person pulled away revealing to be none other than good neighbor Veronica with her husband, Kev, walking up behind her.

"All grown up and shit." She said excitedly, pinching Y/N's cheeks. "You looking more and more like your sister every day." She gestured to Y/S/N, who was busy cooking up a meal with Fiona in the kitchen, both ladies already a little tipsy from their early celebrations. V would no doubt be joining them soon.

"Hey Y/N." Kev greeted, wrapping one arm around the girl while his other hand held another case of beer.

"Hi, Kev. Where are the twins?" Y/N watched as the man set his stuff on the bench before making himself comfortable at the table. "They're staying with their grandmamma for a couple of nights, we're taking a little break at the moment."

Y/N nodded, noting how Kev didn't seem so uptight about the babies anymore. Hours had passed since she had now been home, or as close to home as it could get. Y/N sister rushed home after the news of her sister's return and began preparing for a big dinner. Music played in the background as the chatter between the adults started to get a bit rowdy.

A little too loud for Y/N's taste, which causes her to move towards the lounge, eyes on her back as she knows the three older ladies were gushing about how much she had grown. She sat down next to Liam who's eyes were still fixated on his cartoons. She smiled at the thought of when she would sleep over and watch Saturday morning cartoons with Carl and Debbie many moons ago.

The sound of the front door slamming shut broke Y/N out of her thoughts. She looked up to see a familiar face grinning down at her. 

"Well, it's about fucking time." Lip dropped his bags to the floor and opened his arms as an invitation that Y/N couldn't refuse. "I was starting to think they were never gonna let you out." He said as he pulled the unlit cigarette from his mouth and tucked it back behind his ear.

"You just start your break now?" Y/N asked the grown boy as he picked up Liam and kissed the boy's cheek.

"Yeah, had to wait for all the little-privileged shits to go home before I could leave."

Just as Y/N was about to ask him how college had been, she was interrupted by a high-spirited Fiona who spotted her younger sibling back for his holidays.

"Lip! You're home!" She called out to him as she and Y/S/N laughed about something in the kitchen. Lip lightly rolled his eyes and smiled over at Y/N.

"Well look who's in a good mood." Lip shifted Liam so that he was holding the boy more securely as the kid didn't seem to want to let go now that his older brother was around. He sat down beside the girl, leaning his head back as he let out a sigh, probably exhausted from his long trip home.

The two got to talking, catching up on what the past year had thrown at them. They spoke about Debbie and Y/N found out about her pregnancy and that she was 'here and there' when it came to where she actually lived. Ian was taking care of himself and his life but Y/N was sad to find out that Mickey wasn't apart of it now that he was doing time.

She found out about Fiona's marriage, then divorce, then upcoming marriage to a guy named Sean, something that the older woman forgot to mention. Jimmy Steve made a reappearance again, screwed around a bit, then disappeared. Sammi was locked up, which Y/N was thankful for because the crazy bitch was likely going to end up killing someone someday. Her son Chucky was a free man now, though from Lip told her, he was still the same as ever and Frank was still the same ol' Frank.

Then he moved on to someone Y/N knew she was never going to avoid. It genuinely surprised the girl that Carl had managed to get out of juvie early, for good behavior of all things. Not much was said about the boy, mainly because Lip wasn't around as much to know what was going on, but also because he knew that it was a touchy subject seeing as how the last time they'd seen each other was when the whole drug debacle happened.

Lip got up to go and help himself to one of Kev's beer, promising to sneak one back for her as a welcome back gift. By the time he returned with the beverage, two more familiar faces entered through the front door.

"Y/N!" A recognizable voice called out to the girl. She spun around to see Debbie and Ian standing behind the couch. Y/N got up and around to hug the two. 

"Welcome back," Ian greeted, pulling away to give a light pat on the shoulder to the girl. "Can't imagine the Sarge being too happy about that." He gestured to the beer can in Y/N's hand. "Don't worry, we won’t make you do formations at 'O six hundred hours." Ian teased, giving her a mock salute before making his way into the kitchen where the noise level raised.

Y/N was slow in reacting to a fast moving Debbie as the girl crushed her into a bear hug. "Holy shit." Y/N said as she felt Debbie's baby bump pressing against her own stomach. The two girls parted and it gave Y/N a chance to actually look down on the girl's belly.

 "Surprise," Debbie said nervously, not so sure how her old friend would take the news. Y/N shook her head in shock.

"I knew about this, but I didn't think you were this far along." Y/N noted that the girl looked about ready to pop. "Does it hurt?"

"Like a motherfucker. But it's cool though, it'll be here in a couple of weeks." The soon to be mother said giddily as she rubbed her belly. Her face soured though when she spotted Fiona giving her a look from the kitchen.

"Ugh." She rolled her eyes as she sat on the couch. Y/N followed her, taking the spot next to the older girl who sunk further into her seat. "I hate that look she gives me. Like she's expecting the baby bump to be gone. There's only one way this bump is gonna disappear." Debbie ranted. Y/N knew who she was talking about, but decided to keep herself out of their troubles, a lesson that she learned the hard way.

"Dinner's ready!" Fiona called out, setting the last dish on the table. Everyone made their way to the table and began to dig in.

"Hey, where's Carl?" Veronica asked as she passed a bowl of potato salad over to Kevin. Fiona just shook her head as she dished out some food for Liam.

"Who knows with that kid. Always home late, never calls or texts where he is. Little punk is starting to get on my nerves."

"Aren't we all." Debbie quietly cuts in, causing Fiona to glare at the girl.

"Last I heard, he was stalking that girl at the movies." Ian chimed in.

"I thought they were dating?" Lip said with a mouthful of potato.

"Like I said, who knows." Fiona put an end to that conversation and went off on her own with Y/S/N and V. Part way through their meals, a knock could be heard over the laughter and chatter which had Ian grabbing onto Y/N's arm to stop her from getting up. 

"It's probably Frank. I caught him outside so I locked the door because someone -" Ian looked at Debbie, "- told him about tonight."

"I didn't say shit. He was reading Fiona's text over my shoulder." 

"Typical Frank. M.I.A until there's free food and booze." Lip took a swig of his beer. The knocking continued, growing louder and louder with each knock before it finally stopped.

"Good riddance," Lip said as the table went back to their talks. It wasn't long before the knocking continued, but this time it came from the back door. Fiona slammed her fork to the table and made her way to the door.

"I swear to god Frank if you-" Fiona opened the door and came face to face with none other than Carl Gallagher.

"I ain't Frank." His now much deeper voice said as he and someone who Y/N could only assume was Nick, Carl's friend that Fiona had mentioned was living with the Gallagher's, swaggered inside. "Well, what do we have here?" Carl said suspiciously, finding a large group of people crowded around the table, food lined up from one end to the other.

As his eyes roamed the faces, his eyes landed on one face, in particular, the smug look on his face dropping as he was at a loss for words.

"I thought you weren't gonna be home 'til late tonight." Fiona closed the door behind the two boys. Both Nick and Carl said nothing, one because he was taken by surprise, the other because he was naturally silent. Y/N looked straight into Carl's eyes, seeing something almost familiar, something that reminded her of when they were young and there was nothing but their friendship, before the look was replaced by anger.

"Guess my invite must've gotten lost," Carl said coolly towards his siblings, the smug look returning to his face. Fiona brought some spare chairs over and then returned to her seat. By this time, most of them were finished with their meals, but Carl made a big show of how pissed he was that no one told him about tonight by reaching past everyone and sloppily piling his and Nick's food onto a plate, not having a care in the world that he was making a mess.

"Carl, eat properly," Fiona warned as he chewed loudly to purposely annoy everyone.

"Yeah, you dog." Debbie scrunched her nose at the sight of the mess he was making. 

"I can't help it, that's how we eat in prison." Carl spat out, his eyes connecting with Y/N's once more.

"I think you mean juvie." Y/N corrected, not liking the accusatory tone he was using or the way he only looked at her when said that.

"Same thing."

"I'm pretty sure they're not."

"Yeah?" Carl put down his fork. "-and how would you know?"

Things became tense, the party atmosphere dissipating as the two teenagers glared at one another. The only noise to be heard was the quiet chewing from Nick who continued eating as he watched things unfold.

It was abundantly clear where their friendship was by the scathing comments he made. He was still angry about something that Y/N didn't even know about. If anyone had the right to be angry, it should be her.

"Okay. How about I go and check on the cake." Y/N's sister said awkwardly as she got up from the table along with Veronica who offered to help.

"Hey! Cool it." Fiona pointed at her younger brother. Carl rolled his eyes and continued chewing his dinner as he glared directly in Y/N's direction. Y/N ignored him and looked down at the cake that Veronica and her sister placed in front of her, written across the top in frosting was the words 'welco home'.

"We couldn't fit the whole word on there," Veronica explained.

"Blow out your candles." Y/S/N said as she stood behind the girl. Y/N blew the candles out if only to get this whole thing over and done with. As the adults cut the cake and handed slices around the table, Kev put down his beer and look sheepishly over at Y/N.

"So, they trained you at that school? Like military style, right?" Kev asked, receiving a nod from the girl in response. "So then, have you ever, you know…" he tried his best to motion the rest of his question by making finger guns and shooting it towards others on the table. Y/N furrowed her brows and Veronica just sighed at her husband. "Have you ever, you know, shot somebody?"

"Kevin!" Veronica smacked the large man in the back of his head.

"What? That's what we were all thinking, right?" He said as he rubbed the back of his head.

"No, not really." Lip said from his end of the table.

"Oh."

"Hey, I think I'm gonna head home." Y/N said as she stood up from her seat, which caused a majority of the group to protest.

"Don't listen to him, Y/N. You know the stupid things that come out of his mouth." Veronica said as Kevin shook his head in agreement, thinking he was the cause of the girl leaving.

"It's all good Kev, I'm just tired. I stay any longer, I'm gonna be face first in that cake, and not in a good way." She smiled at the couple.

"I'll probably get going as well. Can I stay at your place for the night?" Debbie asked as she quickly got up and scooped up as many leftovers as she could. Y/N watched as Debbie walked past her and waited near the door, then turned back around to see Fiona making a disappointed look towards her only sister.

"I guess-" Y/N said but knew that the girl didn't mean it as a question.

"I'll be home soon." Y/S/N said as she handed the teenaged girl the house keys. They all farewelled the girls, leaving the rest of them to go back to some small chatter amongst themselves. Debbie waited as Y/N tried to put her shoes on, and looked behind the girl to see Carl watching them, or one of them in particular. Debbie was able to catch his attention by leaning in just enough to partially block his view.

Carl turned away quickly and focused back on what the conversation was at the table. Debbie just raised an eyebrow and looked between her brother and her friend, before grabbing the girl and linking their arms.

As the two girls walked out the door, Carl quickly lost any interest in hanging around the table any longer. "Yo, this party was lame. I'm going to bed." Carl said as he made his way up to his bedroom, Nick not far behind him.

As he got into his room, he tore his shirt off, throwing it across the room, and fell face first onto his bed. Something in his pockets started buzzing and he pulled his phone out to see that it was Dominique calling and that he had about five missed calls. He tossed the device onto his night stand and turned to face the wall, finding it hard to fall asleep with his mind racing with all of its thoughts.

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Do you tag people in your "The Same Yard" fic? Or not cause like it's so good and I don't want to miss it... so if you start tagging can you tag me? Thanks

Sure! I’ll start adding you to the tag, thanks for reading!

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look at that smile

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christianisaia9: Hanging with my bros. #gallagherboys #ChicagoLove #ChiTown #shameless #showtime

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Imagine | Carl G.

Carl Gallagher imagine | Unedited

Note: This is one of the many ways my “the same yard.” fic was going to go. Decided to turn into an imagine. It was supposed to be a small one but I have trouble knowing when to stop. Will eventually turn into actual story when I have time.

Warning: Mentions of drugs, typical shameless warnings

Y/N lived across the road from the Gallagher house with their sister and mother. Fiona and Y/S/N were best friends in high school and so the two families knew each other. Being the around the same age as Carl and Debbie, Y/N became both of their friends but leaning more towards Carl as he acted more like a kid than Debbie.

Y/N and Carl did everything together, steal from the grocery store, smash car windows, bully kids out of their lunch money. They did it all. They trusted each other with everything and were very close…until the Bonnie incident.

There had been other girls that had taken the attention of Carl, but none like Bonnie. Cool and mysterious Bonnie had stolen Carl away with her Bonnie and Clyde act, leaving Y/N with only herself.  There were many stupid things in her life that she was willing to put up with, but robbing stores at gunpoint were definitely one of the things she was not going to condone which is what put a rift in Carl and Y/N friendship.

Carl changed, whether it be from the puberty and hormones of a 15-year-old boy or remnants of the pain he felt that followed Bonnie’s disappearance, he was different, to say the least. Girls and getting laid was now his number one priority along with his street cred when he started to deal drugs, which Y/N was unaware of at the time.

Carl was still pretty fresh in the game, so not many knew what he was doing, least of all his family (minus Frank). When the time came that Carl had to deliver a package of heroin to Michigan, he decided to follow Franks plan plus one.

Carl didn’t want to go to Michigan alone (Chucky was nothing but a carrier to him), and so he decided to involve Y/N. Y/N found it hard to refuse Carl after all they had been through and accepted only because he had begged that their family needed the money urgently. Carl explained what the job was, who he worked for and then told her the plan of strapping Chucky with pounds of heroin, going to the bus depot and catching a bus over to Michigan. Sounded easy enough, until it all went wrong.

Y/N was told that there was nothing to worry about, but if she had been a little more alert she would have seen the cops before their sniffer dogs had cornered her and Chucky, lifting his shirt and catching them red handed. Carl was nowhere to be seen.

When she was taken into custody, she refused to give up Carl’s name or any of his contacts, though every part of her wanted to for the betrayal she felt from him abandoning her. Even when Sammi, someone that Y/N had barely known, came in and did her own interrogations, Y/N wouldn’t snitch. Y/N knew that Sammi was just looking for more people to back up her claim that Carl was the mastermind so as to get Chucky out of going to Juvie, which was definitely going to be the case with both of them.

Carl was brought into custody that night, interrogated and then put into a cell between Y/N and Chucky, who was still so naïve as to what the situation was. Carl didn’t look so happy, and it stayed that way until the court hearing. After many consultations between Y/N’s lawyer and infuriated sister, it was agreed that if Y/N sucked up to the judge, that a lesser punishment may be given.

The day of the court hearing started off with Chucky, who received 120 days, 60 on good behavior which Sammi was somewhat pleased with. Carl came out with his attitude and landed himself a maximum sentence of a year in juvie, which he was actually proud of. Then came Y/N sentencing, which thanks to a lot of ass kissing from the lawyer and records of recent improvement for both school grades and behaviour in the past year, she was able to avoid juvie on the count that Y/N attends military school and if she behaved, she would be allowed a holiday pass to go home in a year time.

Carl didn’t take the news of her (partial) release well, thinking she had been the one to snitch on him or G-Dogg as a plea bargain to get out of juvie. Y/N wasn’t too pleased to find out that Carl didn’t actually need the money to help Fiona and the rest of the family, but for his own selfish goals, his loyalty remaining to his new crew of friends and his street cred.

The last time the two saw each other was in the hallway, right before they were both escorted down separate corridors, tension running high as they both glared at each other before turning their backs. Carl was loaded onto the juvie bus, while Y/N was put into the back of a police car that was ready to take her to her reform school.

Almost a year passed by and Carl was released early, a couple of month before Y/N was due to leave Military school.  Y/S/N was still a bit salty about Carl’s role in having her sister taken away but still showed up to his welcome home party. The boy stayed true to the game, with the help of his friend Nick as they continued the gangbanger’s way and somewhere along the line he fell in love with a girl called Dominique. He was living the life until summer arrived and with it came Y/N, matured after her stint in her Military reform school. Things between the two were still as intense as before when they had separated at the courthouse, but this time there was another type of tension added to the mix.

[carlgallaghers]

season 5 x season 7 (season 6 version)

[jbonesimms]

Carl Gallagher appreciation post

Saw it a couple times with my mom, Monica. Kind of scary, weird stuff. She climbed to the top of our roof, thought she was a bird. The firemen came and got her down.

[carlshameless]

the same yard.

Carl Gallagher x Female OC

Chap. V | Slow burn fic | Unedited

First | Prev. | Next

Follows the storyline, though some things will be altered (Canon Divergence). No real storyline. Friendship to lovers.

Warnings: typical Shameless warnings

It turns out Monica had a heart after all. It wasn’t much longer before Monica left again, this time leaving her children on a good note as she didn't take the heartless route of taking Liam with her and Roberta. 

Carl and Kirin were reunited as the girl was allowed back over at the Gallagher's now that Fiona was back in charge. Though they still didn't see much of each other during school hours, they made sure to make up for lost time, buying all the defective fireworks they could and setting them off around different neighborhoods, waking up all of its inhabitants till the early hours of the mornings. Sneaking in and out of the house was easy, the hardest part was explaining to Fiona the next morning why they could barely keep their eyes open.

Summer holidays rolled around faster than any of them had expected, and before long the two children were stuck helping out Fiona and Debbie's Gallagher day-care.

Snotty, screaming and crying children were everywhere but the one good thing about them was that they did what they were told when the older kids ordered them to do something.

"Hey you," Carl poked a blonde boy who sat on the floor watching t.v. The kid turned around and looked over at the older boy who was lounged across the couch, fanning himself.

"Drink. Now." He demanded, making a drinking gesture and then pointing towards the kitchen. The boy stood on his stubby legs and waddled towards the kitchen, disappearing around the corner where the fridge was. The front door opened and in walked Kirin, singlet and shorts as she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"S'up." Carl greeted as he looked up. Kirin jumped over the back of the couch and landed near Carl's feet.

"I just had an idea to get some cash this summer." Kirin said as she watched one of the younger kids bring Carl a cold drink. Carl waved the drink at Kirin.

"Want it?" He asked, the girl nodding and catching the drink as Carl passed it over to her.

"Get me another one." The Gallagher boy ordered as he shoved the boy back to the kitchen. Kirin opened her drink and sculled it halfway before wiping her lips.

"What's the deal?" Carl sat up, feeling his back wet from all the sweat that had formed while he was laying down. The child returned with Carl's drink, handing it to the boy who then pushed him towards the other small children.

"Heard a couple of girls from school making bets with who could get the most kisses from boys this summer."

"What? You want to join in? How are you gonna win when all the boys call you a dyke?" He gestured to her short hair.

"That's not what I was gonna say." Kirin said as she lightly punched her friend in the arm. Kirin wished it was longer, but every five weeks Serena had it cut after an incident at school  from two years ago that left Kirin with gum in her head not once, not twice, but three times in a row. The hair wasn't so bad though during the summer.

"What I was gonna say was that I also overheard the boys talking about doing something similar."

"So?"

"So, both groups are stupid. We can tell  the girls that we'll help find them guys to kiss, then we do the same with the boys."

Carl looked intrigued as he thought about the plan. "…then we can charge them for matching them with each other."

"Right, but we don't tell them, and they won't tell each other because who would tell anyone that they paid to have someone kiss them."

"What're we waiting for?" Carl said as he dumped his rubbish on the coffee table and got off the couch. As the two children were about to go and find some poor kids to fool, Debbie walked into the room with a baby in her arms and a toddler walking besides her.

"Hey, where's Liam?" Kirin asked the older Gallagher sibling as the girl set the baby in a walker.

"Frank has him for the day," Debbie wiped her forehead. "Where are you two going? I thought you both promised to help out." She said with a stern voice, one that made Carl roll his eyes.

"What if I tell you I found a way to make some more money for you guys?" Kirin said, wiggling her eyebrows. Debbie pursed her lips as she contemplated the question.

"Fine. But you guys better bring back enough that's worth me covering for you two." The older girl huffed as she turned back towards the children.

"Yes, mother," Kirin said teasingly as she and Carl made their way out the front door

[amosnaomi]

pls remember that carl gallagher: 

told fiona what a great sister she was and was the one to get her out of prison

threatened to hit that football player over the head with bat if he dropped lip and ended up hitting him in the leg

was completely understanding of ian’s sexuality and was always borrowing ian’s rotc stuff bc he loved ian 

played battleship with debbie and was her best friend and made her a shiv so she could be safe 

took care of liam when they went into foster care & during season 4 when no one was there and he beat up kids for talking shit about liam 

wasn’t judgmental about mickey + ian and was the only one who actually went to mickey about ian and tried to give mickey some type of comfort

forgave monica when she came back and allowed her to try and be his mother again

forgave frank again and again and tried to help frank out by shaving his head to heal him and then getting his supplies in season 4 and taking care of him

was completely understand of bonnie’s choices and was fine w/ not having sex

wants to cure cancer

is seriously the most forgiving, emotionally intelligent, and supportive character on the show

[ethancutkoskyisablessing]

they were so ready for the picture 😂