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[geniusidict]

going through my old graphics folder and came across this, i fixed the scene XD @hopelessxtragedies​ tagging u for reasons

[endiness]

“Can I see the baby?”

[geniusidict]

                OUT OF THE SOUTHSIDE; so it turns out i missed the last 3 epsiodes of season 10 and deicided this morning was a good time to watch them...OH BOY i was not prepared for how emotional i would be about Gallavich’s wedding, and FYI i hate Tami more than i can even fucking explain right now. HOW DARE YOU TRY AND TAKE AWAY MY BABY’S CHILD FROM HIM!! HOW DARE YOU PUSH HIM OVER THE FUCKING EDGE TO BREAK HIS SOBRIETY!!

anyways, if anyone wants a season finale based thread HMU because my muse is hella right now. 

also incase y’all wondered TAMI DOES NOT DESERVE LIP. I actually hate her almost as much as i hate karen which is like... an achievement lmfao.

[geniusidict]

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                                                                              @geniusidict​ LIKED !

                         ‘ JESUS fucking christ, is it always this cold in chicago? in GEORGIA, we’re lucky if we get to fifty degrees in the winter and then i’m freezin’! how y’all deal with this type of cold?” alexandra grimes complained to LIP GALLAGHER. her family had moved to chicago, after her FATHER had gotten a raise at work, and a promotion to become a SHERIFF’S DEPUTY. that, and along with her StRONG southern accent, didn’t make her the least bit popular, but the gallaghers lived across the street from her. she was INTRIGUED by the amount of kids that roamed there. 

                          “you ain’t goin’ to be mean to the NEW GIRL are ya, lip?” 

                      ‘ You always this fuckin’ chatty in the morning? ’ Lip smirks, coffee cup in one hand, a cigarette in the other -- he was trying to have a quiet morning, but apparently new girl had other plans. But she was cute though, shame her dad was a cop.  ‘ guess i should play nice, since your old man’s a cop --’ he smirks brows arched as he takes a drag on his cigarette. 

                        He’s a litle intrigued if he’s honest, what’s a peppy looking southern girl going in the southside of Chicago anyways? ‘ what’s the deal with you anyways? who’d you old man fuck off to wind up in the southside? ’ he scoffed laughing, gotta be a punishment, right?

[geniusidict]

people who are okay don’t act like this.

angsty meme / from: @bubblegumxveil / accepting! 

                   Eyes rolls as he sighs, she never could just mind her own damn business, there was a reason he called her snooper cooper after all. ‘ you a fuckin’ psychatrist now too? –’ he snorts laughing, head shaking at her across the table. 

                   Besides, what had he done so bad? didn’t ever college freshman get shit faced and make an ass of themseleves? The dull thump in his head a reminder of the night before, not that he could remember much, save waking up in a hospital bed with the worst hangover of his life. Maybe coming here had been a bad idea, but where else was he suppose to go? Betty was the closest thing he had to a friend on campus. But her nagging WAS NOT what he wanted right now. 

               ‘ it’s no big deal – so what? i got drunk? so did every other kid on this campus last night, next time I won’t drink so much, you happy, snooper cooper?’ eyes rolling, he knows she’s right, this wasn’t okay – he could feel his control slipping, that need for numbness and quiet that he could only find at the bottom of a bottle. 

[geniusidict]

❛ i know that you know i’ll never get over you. ❜ (From Mandy, pretend this is from my sidelog {hopelessxtragedies} I can't get tumblr to let me ask it from there)

Youngblood meme / from: @hopelessxtragedies / accepting! 

               Jaw clenched, his throat dry, shit  - why’d she always have to say stupid shit like this? Tongue runs along his lower lip and he sighs heavy. This game they played, the back and forth, picking her up when it suited him and playing house for a while until he got bored, or pissed off – he knew it was fucked up. He knew she deserved better, and still he treated her like shit. 

               ‘ I dunno what you want from me Mandy – Fuck –’  swallowing thick he paces back and forth the Gallagher kitchen. Why was she even back here? Hadn’t she fucked off to the assfuck no where with her stupid boyfriend? Ian had already warned him stay the fuck away from her. And he knows he should. But since when did Lip ever do what he was told? 

            ‘ – how many times we gonna do this? you know shit never works out for us Mands –’ his actions denfying his words as he steps closer, a soft sigh his voice soft, teeth sinking into his lower lip, funny how no matter how many times they played these games he was always drawn back to her like a magnet.

[geniusidict]

saltiermorton‌:

continued from here;; 

     The awkwardness between them was nearly tangible, standing in front of the table in his full view and feeling too familiar to the number of times she’d been his waitress at Patsy’s with Brad and the other guys from AA when he’d first tried getting sober. So much had changed since then, evidenced by the stroller pushed against the booth next to him and the baby fast asleep curled up inside.  “I’m usually only here on weekends, this is my second job…” She confessed, tapping her pencil against the top of the notebook in her hand and beginning to chew on her bottom lip. “Patsy’s didn’t feel right you know, after everything. I started working here and part time at a club downtown for extra cash after Charlie split.” Why was she telling him about her life? What stake did he have in it or frankly why would he have cared whether her ex was still in the picture or not. She softened, not only at the quick apology but looking at the infant that couldn’t have been more than a few weeks old at best. “Yeah they’re good at that. Welcome to the next eighteen years, or so I’m told.” She shrugged, offering a genuine smile and nodding slowly. “Yeah, I’m okay I mean, I’m making it work on my own. I always do.”  

            Listening as she spoke, a hand running the length of his jaw, a nervous habit he’d picked up years ago. Second Job. After Charlie split. A scoff on his lips, head shaking, ‘ Yeah, figures -- turns out he was an asshole after all, huh? ’ not intending it to come out quite as accusitional as it did, but exhaustion left little room for subtlety, teeth sinking into his lower lip as he looked up at her, he couldn’t help wonder how different things might have looked -- a thought he pushes down almost instantly. Fuck. 

          ‘ Yeah he sure as shit ain’t a big sleeper, kinda hard to be mad at him when he looks at ya with them big blue eyes.’ a faint smile curving the corners of his lips upwards. ‘ his name’s Freddie -- after my professor.’ telling her like she cared; like she’d even asked - which she hadn’t.

          He nodded softly, she was good mom, everything she did she did for that kid -- he knew that first hand from when they dated. ‘ How’s Lucas doing? ’ he asks genuinely, he loved that kid, he had been all set to raise him like his own if things had worked out differently.

         ‘ any advice on that whole single parent shit? --’ he scoffed, laughing a soft shrug rolling on his shoulders. ‘ least i ain’t acidentlly killed him yet, can’t be doing so bad, right? ’ he’s joking of course, but he’d be lying if he said parenthood wasn’t hard fucking work. Between work, and trying to raise a new born it wasn’t exactly plain sailing by any means. // @saltiermorton​

[geniusidict]

❛  why are you acting like a stranger?  ❜ - from Sierra

youngblood prompts / from @saltiermorton / accepting ! 

                  Wasn’t it easier this way? to pretend like they were nothing;like they didn’t have checkered past of almost’s and maybes. There no reason to rub salt in old wounds, or so he figured. A heavy sigh on his lips, and he can feel the weight of it on his chest, brows furrow and he shrugs. 

             He hadn’t exactly expected to see her, to come face to face with his biggest regret, especially running on three cups of coffee and an hours sleep tops, his son finally asleep in his stroller next to him.  ‘ didn’t know you worked here –’ he’s deflecting, of course, and  what he really means is; if i’d known I’d never came in in the first place.  But he’s smart enough not to say it so bluntly. 

               ‘ ain’t that what we are? –’  a nonchalatant shrug rolls off his shoulders, his guards up, and she’ll see right through it; she always did.  Damn she looked good, tired – that way that single moms always did, and now he knew that all too well himself. He wants to ask how she is, how Lucas is, his litle buddy – wonders if Charlies still in the picture He fucking hopes not, Sierra was better than that piece of shit, a little prespective now and he sees that. Funny how you see the bigger picture when its too fucking late. But wasn’t that just the damn Gallageher curse afterall?

                ‘ sorry – didn’t mean to sound like an asshole, but this little guy ain’t exactly a heavy sleeper,’ he snorts, laughing softly,’ you look good by the way, Sierra …you good? ’ 

[liasprompts]

a collection of starters adapted from 5 seconds of summer’s album ’ youngblood ’ /  change pronouns as necessary.

❛  i’d never do it when i’m sober  ❜ ❛  lately i don’t trust my brain.  ❜ ❛  you used to call me ‘ baby. ‘  ❜ ❛  i’m always gonna want you back.  ❜ ❛  just give me a second — that’s all.  ❜ ❛  my feelings got the best of me.  ❜ ❛  i know that you know i’ll never get over you.  ❜ ❛  all i think about is where i’ve went wrong.  ❜ ❛  it’s so hard to be lonely.  ❜ ❛  cut me open, take my heart — so we’ll never be apart.  ❜ ❛  we were too young & too dumb to know things like love.  ❜ ❛  can’t help but wonder if this is the last time that i’ll see your face.  ❜ ❛  i swear I’d die for your love.  ❜ ❛  you beat me at my own damn game.  ❜ ❛  it’s time for me to admit that i’m an asshole.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been dreaming like a fool in a nightmare of a world.  ❜ ❛  how do you make it look so easy when you walk away?  ❜ ❛  the hardest part is knowing when to let go.  ❜ ❛  i wish we never met because you’re too hard to forget.  ❜ ❛  goddammit, we look good together.  ❜  ❛  we burned too bright, now the fire’s gone.  ❜ ❛  why are you acting like a stranger?  ❜ ❛  truth is, i’m so bad for you.  ❜ ❛  we’re not alright but i’ll pretend.  ❜ ❛  takes one to know one.  ❜ ❛  won’t you throw me a bone?  ❜ ❛  i’ll take what i can get from you.  ❜ ❛  you only ever wanna love me after midnight.  ❜ ❛  i won’t break your heart again  ❜ ❛  is it bad that I’m wishing you’re still broken?  ❜ ❛  i’m scared of moving on but you’re already gone.  ❜ ❛  you go your way & i’ll go mine.  ❜ 

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[geniusidict]

                  Exhausted didn’t even come close, his little man finally sleep and Lip swears to fuck if any fucker wakes the kid they’re dead. Easier said that done in the Gallagher house, it was rarely quiet, espeically not now Ian was outta prison, and shacked up with Milkovich again. 

                   ‘ shit -- well if it ain’t Mrs Gallagher --’ exhausted or not, like Lip was gonna miss an opportity for a wire crack at a Milkovich. A smirk curling up one side on his mouth as he pours himself his second -- or was it third - cup of coffee of the day, leaning back against the kitchen counter, ‘ so which one of ya is gonna wear the dress? didn’t you lady it up to go across the border? now THAT  I wish i’d seen --’ Lip grins, swiging back the coffee, he was just playing, of course, but Mickey made it so fucking easy for him.  // starter for @milkovichsmickey​ 

[itslosersclub]

[littlemusings]

[photo credit]

[geniusidict]

FRIENDS!! it’s been so long i’ve forgotten how to even tumblr... but smash the heart if i can come bug you in DMs and try and plot something, FYI i am all caught up && canon(ish) compliant... 

[bob-belcher]

[geniusidict]

so, while the UK is on lockdown... seems like a good time to try write my boy again maybe?... who is even still around omfg...

[brakebillsbitch]

Ian’s expressions before and after seeing Mickey.