At least you tried.
I hate math. Usually pay Lip to take care of it for me.
"Let's do something. That doesn't involve numbers."
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At least you tried.
I hate math. Usually pay Lip to take care of it for me.
"Let's do something. That doesn't involve numbers."
You should get Lip to do it. He’s good at math.
"I asked for his help with the last like five. I give up."
I don’t know.. You tell me what the fuck this is.
"Since when the fuck do they put letters in math. I'm done with this shit. I'm getting a job and quitting school."
important reminder alert.
What’s up. Buttercup?
"I'm bored and refuse to do homework on principle. Because math is fucked."
"The fuck is this?"
Lip & Mandy | Sparkle and Fade
"I like to think of it as smart and not scared," he chuckled, tipping his head back. Lip splayed his fingers wide over her back, thumb rubbing along her spine. He curled his other hand around her hip, nails scratching lightly at her skin, following the line of her panties. "Pretty happy right now, actually."
"You are smart. That's the problem." She laughed against his throat as her hand grasped the nape of his neck. Fingers tangling in his short locks while her lips continued to move down along his column. Her hips settle down on his lap and she bites her lip as she tracks his fingers. "I can tell."
Lip & Mandy | Sparkle and Fade
”That’s why I did it,” he joked, biting back anything more he might have said. He found Mandy’s lips and kissed her soundly. “How happy are you now?” Lip asked and nuzzled at Mandy’s jaw, slipping a hand under her shirt to press his palm to her lower back.
"See. I know you were scared'a me." Mandy smiles proudly before her lips are occupied by Lip's own. She's drunk and high and totally feeling it. Lip's got some fuckin' awesome hands that she'll never turn down and her lips find his throat. Body scooting impossibly closer. "'Bout as happy as you're about to be."
Lip & Mandy | Sparkle and Fade
Lip had smoked a joint by himself on his way to the lot and that weed had been pretty good. By the time Mandy showed up he’d been baked and working on a beer buzz. Lip was fuzzy on why and when they left the party but they arrived at the Gallagher house and it was empty for once. And dark, nothing but the kitchen light left on.
It freaked Lip out a bit, being met with silence, and he reached for Mandy, hands finding her hips so he could guide her to the couch. Lip wasn’t ready to try the stairs just yet. With no one home, he didn’t have to.
Kicking one of Liam’s toys out of the way, Lip plopped down in the corner of the couch and tugged Mandy onto his lap. “I signed up,” he muttered, lips finding her shoulder and kissing his way up to Mandy’s neck. “For the SATs, test is in two weeks.”
Mandy had a trying day to say the least. Asking one of her least favorite cousins to drag her ass around to find job apps was not how she wanted her Saturday to start. But things were not on the up and up for Mandy. She needed extra cash and she wasn't fond of the way her brother's earned cash.
Not that she'd never done it. She had. More times than she'd like to admit. But she was getting older. Juvie was one thing, prison was another. She didn't want to be that way. Especially with Lip. She saw him going places. Not that she wanted to be a hanger on or anything. But it'd be nice if she could /try/ to be respectable...
She smiles when she's tugged down into his lap. Her arms immediately wrap around his neck and she bites her lip. Her head falls back and her eyes close when his lips find her neck. "You did, huh?" She pauses for a second and hides the triumphant smile. "Good. I didn't want to have to kick your ass."
"I don’t fucking deserve this."
Lip x Mandy: Bad for your health.
Shaking his head, Lip lets Mandy pull him along until they get inside. Lip tightens his grip on Mandy’s hand and tugs her to a stop. “Fine, okay? I don’t know where I’ll get the money but, if it’s not too late, I’ll sign up for the stupid thing. Happy?”
"You wanna know how happy?" Mandy smiles because it's a small victory. It's not like she can really force him to do well or even force him to show up the day of. But it's something. She tugs herself closer to him before pressing her lips to his. Showing just how much she appreciates his concession.
This is the thanks I get for being considerate, eh? Well, when you fall and can’t get up because you threw out my gift, don’t come crying to me.
"I'll remember that when I'm dialing 911 on my cell phone."
Lip x Mandy: Bad for your health.
"Yeah sure, okay. I’ll get right on that. Soon as someone hands me eighty bucks to waste." Lip follows right behind Mandy, hooking a finger through one of her belt loops to slow her down when they get to the stairs. "Seriously, that’s what you want? Seems like a waste of a free pass, if you ask me."
"It's not a waste, Lip. Jesus." She pauses when he grasps her deftly and she smiles at him over her shoulder. She rolls her eyes before she grabs his hand to pull him along with her. "Like I need a free pass to get what I want."
Nah, just saw his ass runnin’ off like a bitch. I haven’t been to chem in a few weeks, I don’t remember his face but hell, it could’ve been. The one you pulled the shiv on for trying to snatch your lighter? A flame thrower … now you’re speaking my language.
"And grabbin' my ass. I think he huffs some of those chemicals. Seriously. He's cheap enough to have stolen them." Mandy laughs before grabbing her aerosol hairspray. "This and my lighter will do. Scare the eyebrows off 'em."
….Would it make you feel any better if I let you have the life alert I stole? Gotta be super careful with it though, it has a lot of personal value. Think of it as a early Christmas gift from your generous big brother.
"Seriously?" Mandy can't help but laugh because what else can she do? "You do realize these things alert the cops, right? Defeating the whole purpose. Steal some walkies. Then we'll talk."
Ian x Mandy: Closing Time
"Hey, fuckhead." Mandy smirks as she walks into the Kash and Grab before lifting herself up onto the counter. "So, any reason your brother had to be the one to tell me about a bonfire? All you losers didn't want me to be there?"
Alright, I’ll admit I’m stupid enough to rob a house owned by a woman who probably drinks prune juice by the bottle and already picked out a casket but am I stupid enough to get caught? Fuck no.
But hey, if I did get caught, I bet I’d look great in orange.
"Anyone can get caught, fuckhead. It's called taking precautions. Jesus. See. This is why I'm going to have to get a job because none of you shits are outta jail for long."