#lip gallagher x reader drabble

[theapangea]

OK hopefully this is a good enough ask

But could you maybe do a drabble about lip and innocent reader cockwarming during a movie

- Jess🦋

Ok Jess... you definitely did not disappoint. Hope you enjoy my love <3!! FYI this does have smut as per request so 18+/Minors DNI!!

It wasn't the intention of both of you to end up in this situation. With Lip's throbbing cock inserted into your sweet pussy. Sure you and Lip have fooled around a couple of times, touching, licking, sucking - but never him being inside of you. You've never had sex before, never even though about sex that much other than health class at school, never before Lip. But here you are with Lip's dick fully inside of you. Squeezing your thighs together as your juices continue to flow.

He isn't even moving, just holding you close as his eyes are fixated on the movie. How can he be so calm about this?

Lip is patience with you, has been very patience with you as you have been wanting to take it extremely slow. Lip knows you don't have much experience in the sex department so just waits for you to initiate things. Thankfully for him, this is a step in the right direction.

Lip does everything possible to make you comfortable. Taking his time as he grinned his growing member against your ass. The dry humping lasted a while until your panties were completely soaked. Neither of you really talking as Lip pushed down your shorts and panties, exposing your bare ass. Caressing your cheeks before sliding his cock in-between them.

Moving slowly as he cups your ass cheek to spread open. Your entrance tingling from the cool air that now coats it. His tip, leaking from the anticipation, gliding easily between your folds. Soft moans escapes your lips, thankfully the television was loud enough where no one else could hear you.

Soaking up every minute with you, finally pushing in gently. Your walls stretching to accommodate his girth. Head buried into the crook of his elbow as you whine from the sharp pain. Your juices helping to lubricate the foreign object.

Controlling your breath as Lip inserts himself fully inside, thrusting a couple of times to help ease the pain. Stopping when his hips can't move anymore.

Wrapping his arms around you once more, placing small kisses on the back of your head as you both go back to watching the movie.

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Let me know what you think!! Thank you for the request!! <3

[breanime]

When Lip got home from work, the house was a mess. Frank was knocked out in the yard, smelling like a dumpster on fire in the Chicago summer heat, Fiona was passed out on the couch, a huge bottle of vodka cradled against her chest, Mickey, sporting a black eye, was smoking in the kitchen, not saying a word. Ian was sleeping in his bed wearing sparkly gold shorts, Debbie was awake and making spreadsheets for some reason, and Carl was sleeping in a broken down van with some random hood girl in the backyard.

A regular Gallagher summer.

Lip couldn't deal with any of it, once he checked on Liam--who was thankfully just playing video games under the bed--he went to sleep. You were in bed, and Lip wrapped his arms around you and joined you in your slumber.

You were gone when he woke up.

Donning a simple black tank top, Lip got up and made his way to the busiest place in the house--the kitchen. As he turned the corner through the living room and into the kitchen, he stopped at the sound of your voice, peering into the kitchen.

"--and Ian, if you don't take your meds, you know what happens. Come on, man, you were doing so good," you said, concern clear in your voice.

Lip heard Ian sigh before giving you a reluctant, but genuine, "I know... I'm sorry."

You had your hands on your hips when you turned to Mickey, "And you."

Mickey looked away, "I ain't do nothin'..." he murmured.

"You can't keep punching pervy old men," you continued, "Look at you. At least use a bat or knife, you know better."

Lip chuckled, crossing his arms as he listened in.

"FI!" You yelled, and Lip turned to see a grumbling Fiona descending the stairs into the kitchen. You stared at her, and she glared back. Lip watched from his spot in the doorway, wondering how this would go down. "Fi," you said, your voice softer.

Lip watched, surprised, as Fiona deflated.

"Yeah," she sighed out, nodding, "yeah, I know..."

You nodded, going over and giving her a hug. "Go back to bed," you said softly, "I got the kids. You rest up, and we'll talk later."

Fiona gave you a little smile and went back upstairs to rest and sober up, and you turned to address the others, "Ian, Mickey--you're going to clean the upstairs and both bathrooms," you turned your glare on Ian when he groaned, "I'm sorry, what was that?"

"Nothing. Yes, sergeant," Ian mumbled.

"Debs, you've got the kitchen. And you're in bed by 11 tonight," you put a hand up, "I don't want to hear it, bed by 11." Debbie sighed, but nodded her agreement. You turned to Carl, who was shoveling Poptarts into his mouth like a wild bear. "And you."

"Mmf?" He looked up, cheeks full of sugary pastry, and Lip couldn't help but laugh at the look on his little brother's face.

"I was dead tired last night, but I'm wide awake now. If you ever," you took a step towards Carl, who shrunk down in his chair in response, "sneak a girl into this house again, I will cut. It. Off. Do you understand me? Do your hoe shit at school or the park, but not here."

He nodded, eyes wide.

Lip couldn't take it. He laughed, turning his body to try to mask the sound, but there was no use. You turned and saw him, and you smirked at his obvious appreciation of your way of handling things.

"And you," you said, a hand on your hip as you looked at your man.

Lip raised an eyebrow, "Me?"

"Oooh, Lip's in trouble!" Carl chanted around a mouthful of food.

"Yeah, get 'im, Y/N!" Debbie added in, happy to be out of the hot seat.

"You," you went on, walking over to Lip, "Work too hard," you pulled him closer by the front of his shirt, "and you hog the covers," you grinned, stepping up and kissing him.

Ian, Debbie, Mickey, and Carl all booed at the show of affection, while Liam cheered you on. When you pulled back, Lip was grinning back at you.

"Won't happen again, boss," he promised, kissing you again.

You smiled, rolling your eyes, "Yeah, okay," you said back, not believing him in the slightest. You turned, pointing to the others, "Hey--this ain't a free show. You've got your orders, now move it. Chop chop, Gallaghers--and Milkovich."

The offending persons grumbled as they made their way to get their chores down, except Liam, who happily bounced up the stairs for some playtime, earned by his good behavior. You turned back to Lip, and he kissed you again.

"You know," he said, mouth still on yours, "I got in so late, barely had the energy to take my shoes off. Much less shower... So... How about we have some food, let Ian and Mickey get the bathroom clean, and then," he smirked, "I'll wash your back if you wash mine."

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Thank you for reading! Lemme know what you think! I feel like this one got a little long, haha!

[fbfh]

I saw one too many Lip Gallagher edits. I am now watching shameless.

Granted I've only seen a handful of edits but I know in my bones that Lip Gallagher needs someone to look at him warmly. He needs someone to touch him so gently he's not sure if they're touching him at all. You're the only one in this goddamn city that hasn't had the life and hope completely sucked out of you. You have a warmth to you, a stillness that provides such refuge in constant chaos. Things are quiet when he's with you. Even when they're loud, they feel quiet. You look at him differently than anyone ever has, like he's something to be admired and... proud of. You smile sincerely and you listen to him, even when he's not talking. I'm telling you right now this man is saying I love you within 48 hours of knowing you. And you know what you do?? You giggle. You fucking giggle and it snaps him out of this panic spiral he's falling into and you press a little kiss to his lips and he feels peace.

"You're so sweet," You say softly, rubbing your thumb along his jawline. Everything about you is soft and gentle and he can't stop himself from wanting it, from wanting you. And he's always surprised when you want him back.

[st0nesnglitter]

Shameless blurbs

Lip Gallagher

Munch | 18+

Friends to fwb | 18+

[p4rallel-universe]

Could I request some hcs/drabbles for Lips first time with a guy? If you're not comfortable with that then dw!

ofc, i think this would be really interesting tbh

(Lip Gallagher x male reader)

smut

in the past, Lip had a very simple relationship with sex

he used sex as a way to have fun, and it didn't really matter who it was with

but with you, his first guy-lover-boyfriend? it felt different, almost a little scary

and even if he didn't say it much, he loved you, and wanted you to know that

it's not like you'd only kissed up until the fated first time, you blow eachother fairly often and have been handjobbing pretty much since day 1

but this was proper sex, and it wasn't just the physical aspect of it, there was an emotional factor to it that was a bit scary to you both, especially Lip

he was quite embarrassed to approach Ian and ask for advice

Ian is pretty bewildered and tries his best to put Lip at ease through the awkwardness

it's a weird experience for Ian, to be the one having to talk his cool, sexually active brother through the world of gay relations

all this to say - the first time isn't planned, of course

it happens because of passion and want

you kiss and grind until clothes come off, then you both kind of realise where you are and consider for a moment

it's pretty clear it's what you both want, and that's all it has to be

i feel Lip is definitely the top here, at least for the first time

it's a big change for him to get used to already, so he probably feels more comfortable that way

in terms of physical experience, it's definitely like nothing he's felt before, the pleasure takes him by surprise tbh

he's used to sex, he's had lots of sex, in lots of ways, with lots of people

but this is next level

what he isn't prepared for, is the real intimacy between you during it

how close he feels to you, how much he has to fight the urge to say "i love you" the whole time

but it isn't until you're laying in the afterglow, with his arm around you, that he finally says it

[melloween-candie]

Lip Cheated [L.G]

Cheater/Lip Gallagher x Reader Headcanon

Warning! Spoilers, Mentions of alcohol, small mention of his sexual need, mental breakdowns, bad language

Word count: 512

[Drabble/Headcanon]

Shameless Masterlist

Fandom Masterlists

I'm sorry to all of you Lip fans but let's be real- he would cheat.

At some point in this man's life, he became an alcoholic.

He lost his chance at a good college because he couldn't keep it in his pants.

Now, some may say otherwise, but this is what I'm saying-

He's not the kind of guy you can easily put a ring on.

Now if he was doing fine, then that's okay cause he wouldn't cheat.

Because I feel like Lip gets attached really quickly

He will lowkey fight for you

But anyways if he did end up cheating, just like his brother Ian, he would be drunk

But more drunk like flat out passed out drunk.

And mix that with his sexual needs then there you go he cheated

He wouldn't even care who or what he did it with

But the moment he realizes what he did, he'd be sad and a little scared but most of all he'd be frustrated.

He'd be so mad at himself.

ESPECIALLY if he was in rehab.

He'd feel so disappointed in himself, he might actually go out and break shi* to let the frustration out.

He honestly might actually tell you. At a time he thinks is good though.

I feel like Lip is the guy who wants to better himself because one he doesn't want to become his father and two, he wants a better future for you and him.

So, he'd own up to his mistake and tell you.

Now if you don't forgive him

He'd probably get really upset but not in front of you out of respect for your decision.

He wants you to know that he is trying to better himself- especially if you knew him since high school.

Anyways once that happens obviously, he's going out to have a mental breakdown and bash some shi*

Afterwards he won't be able to just be okay with you leaving him so he might become that one crazy ex.

The one who'll lowkey do anything to get you back...

I mean seriously y'all saw those college episodes where he was screwing a female professor. THE HUSBAND WAS OKAY WITH IT TOO 💀 (Sorry if you haven't gotten to that part BUT I PUT THE WARNING UP THERE SOOO that's on you. 😤)

Anyways, but if you did forgive him HE WILL LOWKEY become a little clingy

Not cringe clingy but like he'll do more things for you, like wake up early to make breakfast.

He'll basically feel like he needs to do more for your forgiveness even though you already forgave him.

Basically, he thinks you're too good for him, and deep down he'll question why you forgave him because he lowkey feels and thinks like he is just a piece of shi*

This will end up leading into a mental breakdown and hopefully you comfort him 🥺

Cause this man just been through a lot and he just has a lot of pent up anger not just towards himself.

AND HE IS LOWKEY TRYING HIS BEST

[hailucy]

REQUESTS for fanfics

Hi everyone! I’m Hai! i use she/her pronouns

I’ve always been using tumblr to read fanfics but never to write or post anything, however lately i’ve been having an urge to write fics. So here i am *jazz hands*

Disclaimer: I’m not the best at grammar specifically comma placements so if there’s a problem with any of that please ignore it or message me!! Also i’m probably a slow writer :) i’ll most likely start with drabbles and work my way up

MEDIA I WRITE FOR:

(names written are the characters i would favour writing however you can suggest any)

Harry Potter (golden trio era):

Theodore Nott, Mattheo Riddle, Blaine Zabini, any of the other slytherins

PJO:

Percy Jackson, Leo Valdez, Annabeth Chase,

Shameless USA:

Lip Gallagher, Carl Gallagher

(i’m only on season 3 but i know a lot of spoilers so that’s why i decided to write for shameless however if requesting please don’t center it around big plot points that occur after season 3, i’ll update after each season i’ve watched)

Acotar:

Azriel, Cassian, Nesta Archeron, Eris Vanserra, Lucien, Vanserra

Doctor Who:

9th Doctor, 10th Doctor, 11th Doctor, 12th Doctor, 13th Doctor, Rose Tyler, Donna Noble(platonic)

Across the Spiderverse:

Miles 42, Hobie Brown, Miguel O’Hara

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid, Elle Greenaway

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester

(i’m only on season 5 so if requesting please don’t center it around big plot points that occur after/during season 5, i’ll update after each season i’ve watched)

Dominic Fike:

(hes the only [real] person i will write for as of now)

WHAT I WRITE:

- GN reader and Fem Reader (only because i’m more comfortable and experienced)

- Fluff

-Angst (my favourite)

-suggestive

WHAT I DONT WRITE:

-Smut (i’m not comfortable with it… yet;)

-incest, pedophilia or anything that correlates with these things

-yandere (i’m simply not able to write it. no shaming over here i promise!)

-second chance but the reason they broke up was because one cheated or abused the other. (i’m sorry but i cant, they deserve better) however i am able to write cheating or abuse if asked but only if it ends with a happy ending and reader does not end up with abuser/cheater. Or if there was a mistake(miscommunication when it comes to the cheating)

-If a character is part of the Lgbtq+ community i will not pair them with a gender they don’t like romantically (like Ian Gallagher x fem reader but i can do GN reader). This doesn’t mean i won’t write sibling or platonic reader for that person

CHARACTERS I DONT WRITE FOR:

(because i’m a hater, i’m sorry. however they can be mentioned or be the ‘antagonist’ but they can’t be the main character )

Luke Castellan, Rhysand, Feyre Archeron, Elain Archeron, Debbie Gallagher(don’t hate her but i don’t really understand/like her character enough to write for her), Calypso(i’m an avid hater)

Reminder i will write for anyone not mentioned but i will prioritise the names listed above

[socialoutsiderwritings]

Masterlist

  Updated 02.01.2021

18+

One Shots

FP Jones

Only Forever - Smuttish 18+

Sweet Pea

 Loser Alert

Lip Gallagher - 

 Give Me Love

 PT 1 // PT 2// PT 3

Lonely

Surprise!

Carpool Harryaoke

Tell Me You Love Me

Lip Sync Battle

Tony Stark

 To Mend and Break - Starts during Iron Man 2 continues down the MCU timeline.

Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader Son!OC (Twin)

 Tony Stark made sure to keep his kids out of the limelight when he was granted custody of them after their mother’s death. The world knew very little of the Stark twins and Tony wanted to keep it that way. For the most part they knew one was a genius and the other was daddy’s spoiled princess. But when Tony starts acting out of control , the twins are thrown in the middle of the crossfire , allowing the world to really see them. They now have to make a choice that will change their lives forever.

To Mend and Break Masterlist

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

 Like Hell

 Always , Only. You. 

 Derek Hale x Reader

 Masterlist 

[hennyjwrites]

Guys if you can remember any of my old fics pls tell me a brief description so I can’t rewrite them

Also guys pls send all your request again🙄

[writseo]

Lip Gallagher | In Too Deep

Warnings: Mentions of Alcoholism, mentions of smoking, mild profanity 

Word Count: 1.2k

Song: In Too Deep by Sum 41 

(A/N: Sorry this took a while !!! I hope you like it <3 It was a little difficult to find inspiration for this so it may not be my *best* work. Feel free to request something when it gets back up! :) 

You and Lip weren’t perfect, though your relationship was still filled with love and comfort for one another. You two were always sweet and generous with your own share of struggles that you’d manage to get through in a day. Though as time went on, the struggles would become more apparent and little things that you used to be able to ignore, were making appearances bigger by each day. 

“Lip?” 

“Yeah?” He turned towards you as he got himself dressed.

“Can you maybe cut back on the cigarettes? Your breathe smells more like tobacco each time we kiss,” you batted your eyes innocently with a slight upturned smile playing at your lips. Lip rolled his eyes as he began to smile, slightly annoyed as this was 7th time you’d ask, though too caught up in the sweet aura of the room to protest. 

“Sure, I’ll use chewing tobacco instead,” he replied with a smug look. 

Maybe we're just trying too hard

When really it's closer than it is too far

Though every kiss became a bit more foul on your end. The reek of whiskey mixed with the bitter and smokiness of the daily cigarettes. You’d pop in peppermints into your mouth to take out the scent, only to receive a jokingly, offended Lip. In the smaller picture, you two would seem to have a comforting vibe set into your relationship. In the bigger picture, it was only the sweet moments that made you wish you two were closer. 

When Lip had work, you had nothing but free time. Yet when you had work, Lip would fill in your place. There’d be times when you both ended your shifts at the same time but were worn out from the late hours. Desperate to be with each other, you two would stay up despite being tired. Even though the first part would be semi-enjoyable, you two ended up being irritable and agitated from being so exhausted. It didn’t help when he started rejecting his university offers, making it a point to keep himself in the same place as you tried to branch out from the south side of Chicago. 

“So what are we going to do in the future?” You followed him as he walked back towards the parking lot from the school tour. 

“What are you talking about?” Lip glanced back towards you, checking your expression as he questioned you further. 

“I don’t want to be stuck in the same neighbourhood yet that’s all you want,” you stop in your tracks before he turns around to not leave you behind, “What am I supposed to do?” 

“We’ll figure it out, but I am not going to this shithole,” he scoffed before returning to his stroll, leaving you behind as you stood there in awe. 

'Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep

Up above in my head, instead of going under

The next days were met with you two giving each other little passive aggressive insults. Even though you loved and wanted to spend your days with him, you weren’t sure whether it was the right call anymore. All Lip wanted to do was basically repeat the same cycle that his family had been doing for years while you wanted to grow out like a branched out tree. And even though he already showed you that he didn’t want to go, you still tried your very best to convince him. 

“You know, men who try to pursue careers are more likely to live a longer life than those who don’t go,” You washed the dishes as everyone in the house was already off to bed. You and Lip would always stick behind, especially with Fiona working more shifts to catch up, just to clean the house a bit to prep for the next morning. 

“Yeah?” You nodded to his response as he spoke up, “Where did you get that statistic? Did Hearst tell you that after he pulled a shot of vodka?” He continued to wipe down the table without making any eye contact towards you. 

“Okay…. Well, what if we found a better job to save money for one of those houses that is closer to the North?” You offered, hoping that he would find a compromise. Instead, he just shrugged before walking out of the room. Frustrated, you sighed and smacked the sponge to the sink, turning off the faucet. 

I can't sit back and wonder why

It took so long for this to die

Even when you weren’t thinking about how to match your future together, you two kept clashing. When Lip wanted to smoke, you began to worry about him getting sick with his liver, the same way Frank did from his alcoholic habits and kidneys. Speaking of which, similarities between the two were becoming too noticeable. Something that you knew that he would have wanted you to put a stop.

As a response, you always tried to limit his drinks in a subtle way. Of course, Lip would find ways around you. When you didn’t like the tobacco scent almost making you want to try to spit it out every time you kissed, you tried to hide his packs before he would hide them in little places like his pockets or keep them in his hand. Things didn’t correlate so well anymore. You wanted to watch a light-hearted movie as he went for action and horrors. You wanted to go to the park when he opted for the bar. You wanted to share a banana split when he would go for a sundae. At some point, you began to feel more disconnected than ever. Though, desperate to make the relationship work, you couldn’t help but try your best to at least pretend. Even though you didn’t want to talk about half of the things he said, you put on a smile and nodded. You could feel your relationship coming undone and you wanted nothing more than to put it back together. 

And I hate it when you fake it

You can't hide it, you might as well embrace it

And even though you tried your best in being stealthy with making changes, Lip knew. He was fed up and decided confront you. 

“You can’t just try to control me!” 

“I am not trying to control you, I am just trying to help us,” you pleaded, hoping he would see your side. 

“And how the hell is this going to help us?” 

“I don’t know….” your eyes began to water as Lip sighed in frustration, running his hands through his hair as he began to look around, “I just want us to be closer again. Every time you are around, you’re buzzed as hell and I don’t know what we are going to do if we don’t even want the same things.” 

So believe me it's not easy

It seems that something's telling me 

“If leaving here means that much to you, then maybe we should… break up,” He took a sip of his coke before looking down at the kitchen floor. You stopped in your tracks from pacing around the room. Even though you wanted to stay the way it used to be, you knew that you couldn’t just continue as if everything in this relationship was okay. 

“Yeah… maybe we should.” 

'Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep

Up above in my head, instead of going under

[breanime]

(So I'm not sure if he's saying this or if someone was saying it to him, but I love me some Lip, so I hope you like this!)

It was a Gallagher holiday. A truck transporting kegs broke down right in front of the Alibi, so the booze was flowing freely.

Lip, of course, was not partaking; he was the designated driver, a role he was more than happy to fulfill since he was dedicated to living sober now, but he could still enjoy the atmosphere. And more specifically, he could still enjoy watching your ass as you stood on the bar, drunkenly giving a rousing speech that had the whole place half in love with you. And as per usual, Lip was way ahead of the curve because him?

He was fully in love with you.

He wasn't even paying attention to what you were ranting about, all he could do was watch, a soft smile on his face, as his girl commanded the room. He took you in, unashamedly checking you out, his heart just so... full. So engrossed in you, Lip jumped when he felt a heavy arm go around his shoulder, and his nose curled up in disgust at the accompanying smell.

"She's a keeper, son," Frank said, nodding over in your direction, "Not everyone can get the whole bar to stand still like that," he grinned, his putrid mouth right near Lip's ear, "Everyone's so busy listenin' to her, they didn't even feel me snatch their cash," he chuckled, "Fucking suckers."

"Yeah? Use that cash to buy some deodorant or fucking shampoo or something, yeah, Frank?" Lip snarked, pushing his dad away from hm. He looked up at you again, that dopey smile back on his face as Kev helped you off of the bar to roaring applause. And as soon as your feet hit the floor--

--you were coming over to him.

"Startin' a cult, Keg Queen?" Lip teased, spreading his legs on the bar stool so you could slid between them. He wrapped you in his arms, taking a kiss before you pulled back, sitting beside him.

"Complete with a harem. You think Ian would stick it in me if I asked nicely?" You quipped back.

Lip chuckled, and suddenly, his heart just burst with love for you. Here you sat beside him, his rock, his partner, his biggest supporter. You were his--after years and years of romantic failures, Lip had you.

Karen had sat in that chair. Mandy had sat in that chair. All kinds of one night stands and regrettable hook-ups had sat in that chair next to him while he got shit faced. Now he was sober, healthy, and in love.

You were ordering a drink, and you turned to him, a smile on your pretty lips. "Yeah," you grinned, reaching over to bop his nose, "I love you too, asshole."

He blinked; you could read him so well, better than even Fiona or Ian could. Lip smiled, charmed all over again. He reached out and took your free hand in his, and as he held it, he knew.

You'd be a Gallagher someday soon. He'd make sure of it.

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Smoke Break(Lip Gallagher x Reader)

This takes place in season 1, after Lip finds out Karen cheated with his dad.

Trigger Warnings: smoking, underage smoking, mentions of underage drinking, mentions of alcoholism

Description: just a quick little one-shot. You’re the friend Lip goes to when Karen’s busy, mostly cuz you don’t care enough to actively seek out his company. He just found out Karen screwed his Dad, and he’s come to share a cigarette and to bend your ear about it. You’re not his girlfriend, or his crush, or anything like that. Just someone to have a smoke break with. That’s what Lip tells himself. But on days like this, when he really needs you, he’s not so sure that’s true.

If Lip ever wants to find you, he always goes to the same place: Kash and Grab. That run-down little store that Ian works at. You’re always there. This time is no different. He runs as quickly as he can to find you slouching against the wall of the building, sitting with your legs bent at the knee and your eyes half-lidded, as if you’re daydreaming. You hold a candy bar between your fingers, a single bite taken out of it. You don’t notice him until he’s standing right in front of you, panting and trying to catch his breath. You stare at him, bemused.

“Out of shape, are we?” Your voice is a flat monotone, but your lips are curled into the tiniest of smiles. Lip scoffs, but he’s happy to see you. He needs you, even if he doesn’t say it. “You’re one to talk, considering you’re always here, eating a candy bar and sitting on your ass.” For a second, he wonders if he went too far, but then your face breaks out into a grin and you laugh. “Yeah, you ain’t wrong. Sit down, I don’t have rabies.” You pat the spot next to you, and he sits down next to you. “Maybe not rabies, but definitely lice.”

You pretend to pick a bug out of your hair and flick your fingers at him. “So, how the hell have you been?” Lip’s expression sours. “Not good.” Your eyes flicker with interest. “No? What’s happened this time? Is it about Karen? Trouble in paradise, yeah?” You go for a bite of your candy bar, and Lip sighs. “She fucked Frank.” You choke, wipe your mouth, and stare at him in shock. “Beg your pardon?” “Karen. She fucked Frank. Like, on video and everything. Emailed it to a bunch of people too.”

You fall silent for a minute, and then quietly reply. “That sucks, dude.” “Yeah.” After a minute of thought, you hand him your chocolate bar. He starts to decline, but then thinks again and snatches it away to take a big bite. “If it helps, she probably got an STD from him. Or he got one from her.” Lip shoots you a look. You don’t like Karen. You don’t try to hide it much, either. You shrug. “Sorry, dude. I’m not gonna sugar-coat it. You need to drop her. She’s not worth your time.”

Lip half-smiles. “Yeah, you were never one for sugar-coating anyway.” He finishes your chocolate bar, and then glances at you apologetically. “Sorry. I’ll pay you back.” You grin at him. “It’s all good. You deserve it anyway, you’re in a pretty shitty situation. Want a cig?” He nods. You pull out a cigarette from the carton in your bra, and put it between your lips. He helps you light it, and steals it from you, inhaling and exhaling, trying to filter out the anger.

The two of you pass it back and forth, talking about random stuff. He asks how your alcoholic dad is doing, and you ask about his. He asks if you’ve been up to anything lately, and you ask how the other Gallagher’s are doing, noting that you oughta come see them sometime. A silence falls over the two of you, and then Lip looks up at you. “Why do you think she did it?” You stare back at him. “Honestly, Lip? I don’t know. Maybe she was angry. Maybe she was being stupid. Maybe she was just high as fuck. Maybe she’s a shitty person who doesn’t deserve you.”

“I’m just as shitty as she is, though.” You crush the cigarette on the ground. “Nah. You’re not the best, but you have a heart, Gallagher. You care about people. That’s more than I can say for most.” Lip looks at you. “Thanks. That means a lot, man.” You nod, and glance off into space, zoning out. He takes the opportunity to look you over. Black skinny jeans, cuffed at the bottom and rips in the knees. Orange tank top, the left strap sliding off your shoulder. Beat-up sneakers. You look nice, if not a little messy.

His eyes go back up to your face. Your eyes are bloodshot and sunken in, dark circles forming underneath them. You look thinner than usual. Your hand is shaking. How did he not notice? You look exhausted. Probably your father being a dick again. And yet he’s here whining about his problems. He feels a pang of guilt. His life sucks, but he has a good family. People to fall back on when Frank is an asshole. You have no one. He moves closer to you. You glance at him.

“Need somethin-“ He interrupts you with a hug. His arms wrap around you and he pulls your head to his chest, pressing his face to your neck. You sit in shock, and then hug him back. “Uh, you okay?” He pulls back and smiles. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Just, thank you.” “For what?” “I don’t know. Being here, I guess. You don’t have to listen to me. But you do anyway.” Your face starts to go red, and you glance away. “Not much of a choice. But you’re welcome.”

He glances at the store. “I need to go in and talk to Ian. How about I buy you a new candy bar?” You smile at him. “Alright. Kitkat. Good sized one, too.” He nods. “Of course. Nothing less.” The two of you stand up, and he opens the door to let you in, watching you walk past him. He knows he’s gonna be thinking about you tonight. And for a second, just a second, he wonders if you’ll be thinking of him too. But he shakes away the thought, and walks inside. “Ian! Where the fuck do you keep the candy shit at?”

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you’re fucking oblivious // lip gallagher

request: Ok ummm maybe a lip x reader : Were lip and the reader are dating and one day Karen comes back and a whole lot of stuff happens. Maybe fluff in end or not , up to you . Thx again <3

requested by: @bobo-bush

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word count: 1,395

“We could hang after school? My parents aren’t going to be home, so...”

Lip pauses, his body tensing up, the laces of his shoes still in his hands, undone. You lean against the wall of his bedroom, staring at the back of his head with your bottom lip in-between your teeth, anxious towards Lip’s answer.

The only thought in your mind is Karen. That would be the only reason why Lip is hesitating this way, and it’s breaking your heart.

Ever since that girl came back, Lip has been different. He’s cold to you, giving you the shoulder consistently and then suddenly wanting all of your attention when it best suits him. And it’s nothing more than just sex. He doesn’t want to talk, he doesn’t want to just enjoy one another’s company like the two of you use to -- when he wants you, all he truly wants is your body.

It has your hearts in pieces, your mind a mess. Yet, despite how he treats you, you refuse to leave him.

Because you like him too much. Hell, you think you might even love him.

“I can’t,” Lip finally answers, still refusing to turn and look you in the eye. 

“Oh,” you mumble, distracting yourself by gazing down at your fingernails, trying to stop the tears that threaten to fall. “Is there any particular reason why or...?”

Finally, Lip turns to look at you. You meet his eyes, and then find yourself stuck as you stare into the depths of his blue gaze, ignoring the racing of your heart. “Karen needs me,” he explains with a simple shrug of his shoulders, as if his words aren’t suppose to bother you. “She needs help on a test or something.”

You swallow thickly, ignoring the way your heart plummets to the pit of your stomach as you shift forwards, pushing yourself off of Lip’s bed and onto your feet. You can feel his gaze on your back as you pull your shirt over your head, un-tucking your hair from beneath it. You don’t say a word as you grab your phone off of his dresser, slipping it into your back pocket and hastily pulling your shirt on.

“Where are you going?” Lip asks after a moment of silence, watching you edge towards his bedroom door.

You don’t turn to him, because no longer are you able to hold your tears. Days and days of this, and yet, you know when Lip wants you, you’ll be at his beck and call easily. He treats you like shit, ignores you for that manipulative bitch and then when he wants you, you don���t even say a word in response. You don’t even try to stand up for yourself.

And you’re not sure if it’s that, or the fact that the boy you love doesn’t care about you that makes you cry.

“Gotta check up on my brother before I head to school,” you mumble softly, pausing at his doorway. “Mom and dad had an early shift, so...”

“Oh,” Lip mumbles, “okay.”

You hear him stand up, and then stop behind you, his breath fawning over your neck as he brushes your hair back, revealing your neck to him. Pressing a kiss against the exposed skin, Lip continues; “i’ll see you at school?”

“Yup,” you say shortly, pulling yourself from his wandering hands and rushing down the steps. By then, your hastily wiping at your cheeks, desperate for yourself to stop crying but the pain is too much. You halt to a stop, though, when you find Ian at the bottom of the steps, staring back up at you in surprise. It seems like he’d been just about to leave himself, and the state of you, though not surprisingly, had caught his attention.

“Y/N,” he calls, his voice soft. “Are you-”

“I’m fine,” you cut off shortly, sending him a tight-lipped smile and rushing down the rest of the stairs. Making your way to the front door, you offer Ian a short wave. “I’ll see you later.”

In the next second your own the door, Ian left standing by the stairs in disbelief.

A moment later, Lip makes his way down, intent on heading to the kitchen and getting himself some breakfast before school. His brows furrow slightly at the sight of Ian, walking past his brother; “hey,” he calls un-surely, “what’s up?”

Following his brother into the kitchen, Ian leans against the counter suspiciously; “why did Y/N come running down the stairs crying?”

Lip pauses, setting down the box of cereal as he meets his brother’s eyes. “She was crying?” Lip questions, raising a brow. 

Ian’s lips part; “you really have no idea, do you?”

“No idea about what?”

Ian scoffs, pushing himself off of the counter and turning towards the back door. Lip, more confused than ever, follows after his brother eagerly; “Ian,” he calls, voice urgent. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Y/N’s in love with you, Lip,” Ian huffs, spinning to face his brother with narrowed eyes. “She’s been there for you through everything and you treat her like shit. And now with Karen-”

“What do you know about anything?” Lip interrupts, heating by his brother’s accusations. “Y/N isn’t in love with me, don’t pretend like you know-”

“Lip, you’re the smartest person i’ve ever met,” Ian sighs, shoulders falling. “But you really are oblivious.”

Without another word, Ian turns, leaving his brother to his thoughts.

Lip hesitates before following, glancing back the way he’d came in thought. Was Ian right? Did you really love him? Had he really been that oblivious to your feelings this entire time?

-

You ended up not going to school. You couldn’t face Lip, not after your conversation that morning.

Even if not much had truly happened, knowing that Karen mattered more to him than you, someone who’d been by his side through everything, hurt too much for you to bare. So, you stayed home, moping in your bed all day.

It was about two in the afternoon when you finally managed to pull yourself out of bed. Not because of your own accord, and rather because there was an urgent rapping against your front door that wouldn’t relent no matter how hard you tried to ignore it. So, with a huff, you groggily made your way down the stairs to your door, unlocking it with heavy shoulders.

Though, when you found Lip standing on the other side of the door, all tiredness seemed to leave your body. Your body turned upright, straightening out in surprise as your lips parted in disbelief. “Lip,” you whispers, “wh-what-”

He walks in, interrupting you as he presses his lips against your own. It takes you by surprise, and for a moment, the burdening idea that he just wants a good fuck crushes you. But, you realize somewhere along the way, that this kiss is different. It isn’t rough or aggressive, full of need. It’s gentle, Lip is pulling you closer and closer against himself, his touch soft as he molds his lips against your own.

It’s unlike any kiss you’ve ever shared with the boy.

And then, he pulls back, the both of your breathless and panting and he leans his forehead against your own, lips barely inches apart. 

“I love you.”

The worlds shock you, your entire body stilling in disbelief as they echo in your mind. You think you must of heard him wrong, because there’s no way you heard Lip Gallagher just say he loves you. There’s no way.

“W-What?”

Lip pulls back, meeting your eyes, cupping your cheeks so as you keep you close to himself. “I love you,” he repeats, voice soft. “I always have. You’re good for me. You’ve always been there for me. I was stupid to have no realized it earlier, Y/N, and i’m sorry. I should’ve realized it a long fucking time ago, but I know now.”

You raise your hands, them hesitantly falling on his shoulders, shaking your head; “but, K-Karen-”

“Karen’s a bitch,” he interrupts, moving his hands to fall on your waist and pull you up against him. “You’re the only one that matters.”

Your lips part, your eyes wide; “Lip, I don’t... I don’t know what to say-”

“Just say you love me back,” Lip interrupts, “please.”

It only takes you a moment to comply.

“I love you.”

-

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Lockscreen (Lip Gallagher Imagine)

Requested by @the-fandom-is-dying : “Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.” with Lip pls

You were sitting with Lip outside, smoking together, “That chem test was a bitch. You think grades are up?” You asked, taking Lip’s cigarette from him.

“Maybe.” He shrugged looking towards you.

“I don’t have my phone lemme see yours.” You said grabbing his phone and clicking it on before he could argue. It surprised you to see what was his lockscreen: it was you.

You bit your lip and smiled, “Am I your lockscreen?”

Lip took his cigarette back and half sighed, “You weren’t supposed to see that.” You giggled and looked at him.

“You like like me, Gallagher?” You smirked at him. The two of you had been sleeping together but you weren’t anything official or anything.

Lip pushed your shoulder, “Don’t make a big deal out of it. I’ll just change it.”

“No don’t.” You said and grabbed his chin, you pulled him in for a kiss, “I like like you too.” You said, but not before kissing him again deeply.

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Lip Gallagher Masterlist

Separate Lip Gallagher Masterlist to make things a bit easier!

Imagines:

Phillip “Lip” Gallagher Imagine

Curvy

Brotherly Love

Hospital blurb

Family

Pain

Drabbles/blurbs:

“We’re going to be late if we don’t leave like 5 minutes ago” 

“I know you’re afraid, but we can’t hide in the closer forever..”

“Shit, do you gotta scare me like that?/She did what now?”

“You’re so fragile. The world will crush you.”

“If I don’t do this for you, you’re going to die!”

Introduction

“Please don’t laugh.”

“Wanna cuddle?”

“Don’t say that.”

“It’s our song.”

The Bar

Guide of the Southside pt.1

Guide of the Southside pt.2

“Duck and cover”

Original dad lip

“Wow, you look... amazing”

Gallagher Bro’s Christmas tree decorating

Headcanons:

Being married to Lip

World’s best dad

Lip taking care of sick gf

Interacting with pregnant wife

How Lip proposes

React to drunk reader

reader burning dinner

Highschool Sweethearts

Parent-Teacher Conference

Lip with elementary school kids

Kinks/Dealing with Virgins

Body part Lip admires most

domestic life w/Lip

Dad Lip on Christmas

Lip dating a gymnast gf

Fics:

Keeper

1

2

3 

Professor

one

two

three (soon)

Anon Drabbles:

Scrambled and a surprise!:

one

two

three

four

five

six

seven

eight

nine

ten

eleven

twelve

thirteen

fourteen

fifteen

Will be updated every week!

[floraltypes]

Thinking With Fists

pairing - phillip gallagher x reader

tw - mentions of sex and abusive family

summary - lip and you get in a argument regarding your secretiveness with your family

an - kinda wanna make a series with him, but i’ll do some drabbles for now, instead

“No. Maybe it’s the fact that you literally think with your fists half the time!” You yelled, arms flaring as Lip just stood there with his cheeks flushing in a bit of embarrassment and much anger.

It wasn’t a normal occurrence for the two of you to have a fight, both having a special sort of connection and trying to be realistic by talking out your problems, not wanting to be like your parents and such. But there were just certain topics/conversations that just caused all of those values to be whisked away, and one of them were happening today.

Earlier on, you were talking to Lip while relaxing in his room with his brother Ian and Ian’s friend Mandy.

“I don’t get why Mr. Lucland can’t just fucking say the right word, he’s a english teacher for fucks sake,” Lip ranted, rubbing his temple after throwing his pencil a bit of ways.

You silently chuckled, staring down at your book while you finished writing up some notes. Then peering over at the mean who was speaking while on your stomach at the top of his bunk bed, him sitting on the floor.

“It’s not like he actually has a degree,” You reminded him, rolling your eyes. “Or actually worked for it, didn’t he just fuck the professors or something..?”

“I thought that was just a rumor,” Ian chimed in, him and mandy playing a slapping game with their hands before Lip stuck his hand deep in his pocket to pull out his pack of cheap cigarettes.

“Nope, I heard from a guy I used to hook up with who went to that same college that you really can graduate by hooking up,” Mandy revealed, sitting up more in Ian’s bed to tell the news, changing from her slouched position.

“He’s practically a perv,” You rolled your eyes. “Looked up that Sarah bitches skirt, hate her, but I hate him more,” You nodded to yourself, getting off of the top bunk to grab a cigarette from Lip. You placed it in between your lips, Phillip lighting it up as you took a breath in and transferred it to be held between your fingers, smiling small at him.

“Hate her too,” He agreed, nodding a bit, just staring at your eyes before quickly averting his attention back to getting his own cigarette lit and tossing the pack to Ian and Mandy, then grabbing out the ash tray.

“She’s the one who, um, didn’t she post that picture of you in a bra?” Mandy questioned, taking a drag of her own while leaning onto Ian’s shoulder a bit.

“Yeah, fucking bitch, had some mark on my chest and got made fun of for a few months,” You remembered, cursing to yourself. “I was only in middle school, I don’t know how the hell she got that picture.”

“Now, you’ve got a super nice rack,” Lip winked at you as you just smacked his shoulder a bit.

“Whatever, I’ve got to get going soon,” You hit the cigarette to the side of the tray, letting the ashes flutter down into it, moving the lung killer back to your mouth to once again inhale.

“Where’s that?”

“Back home, shit to do,” You shrugged, flicking the last of your cigarette into the tray before gathering some of your things that still lied on the top bunk.

“Stay a bit longer?” Lip moved behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you just continued to pull all your papers together.

“Nah,” You shook your head, now stuffing them in your bag. “Got to g-” You turned back around, facing him, as he stole your lips for a kiss. The nicotine from his mouth mixing with your own to make the taste even stronger.

“Get a room!” Ian joked, laughing as Mandy threw a pillow at Lip’s back. You both pulled away, looking back at them, you with a grin and Lip with a annoyed look.

“We still on for getting those shirts?” Mandy questioned as you moved over to her, taking your gloves that lied by where she was sitting, sliding them onto your fingers.

“Shit yeah,” You agreed, giving her a high-five and then moving to ruffle Ian’s hair before going to the door. “Bye!” You waved, letting Lip follow you to the front door of the house and the steps adorning it.

You took a breath of the fresh air before turning back to say your goodbyes to your boyfriend.

“See you at school,” You kissed his lips quickly, turning back around and walking down the steps.

“Head to your house after?” He asked, sitting on the step as you continued to walk down the sidewalk.

“I don’t think so,” You chimed back, fixing the gloves around your fingers before continuing down the sidewalk and the path to your home.

Upon arriving, all you could make out was yelling being done by your father, cigarin between his lips as your younger brother sat in front of him with tear stains on his cheeks. You quickly rushed in, moving near him and looking off at him with a look of worry.

“What the hell took so long?” Your father questioned, irritation showing on his features and raspiness of his voice due to the years of smoking. He gave up on your younger brother and walked back to the couch to sit on the chair. “You have duties as the only woman so fuckin’ fulfill it!” He kept going, grabbing the remote and quickly turning the TV on.

You silently cursed in your head, helping your brother up and guiding him to the kitchen.

“It’s okay,” You silently cooed, grabbing a rag and running it under the water to wipe at his cheeks a bit, the cooling pulling him back, and kissing the top of his head. “You’re okay now. Go upstairs and play, I’ll call you when it’s dinner,” You tried to smile at him.

Getting some pots of water boiling, and looking for some easy and quick foods to make, all being cheap items due to the little income your home was making, you tried to work with it, making a meal for three.

Finally setting the table, and putting the food onto the plates, you told your father the news of the meal being done, then walking up the stairs to retrieve your brother and tell him.

You all ate dinner in silence, waiting for your father to finish and leave before you chatted with your brother. It was always more comforting without the older man there.

Once you were finished cleaning up you travelled up the steps, shutting your door lightly and grabbing some paperwork from your bag, putting some aside and working on certain parts.

After about a hour, you heard little knocks at your window. You had already put your brother to bed, your father now sleeping as well, and wanting some extra time to do searching for extra jobs.

You moved over to the window, looking out of the scratched up glass, opening it up more and peering down at your boyfriend who stood with another pebble in his hand and cocky grin on his lips.

“Let me up,” He spoke, another pebble ready to be aimed up there.

“What? Now!” You quietly exclaimed, enough for him to hear you but not your father down the hall. “Are you fucking crazy?”

“Come on!” Rolling your eyes, you shut the window, quietly creeping down the steps and to your back door to meet Lip at the side of the house. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to see you. Quick fuck or something?”

“Lip. Don’t joke around, I told you, you have to warn me before coming, now is a risky time.”

“Why are you getting so pissed?”

“You can’t be here, that’s fucking why!”

“How come? It’s always my place, even fucking Mandy’s, but never yours? Do you seriously not want me to see your home, scared, we live in the south side I’m not expecting you to live in a mansion.”

“I know that asshole. I obviously know that. My father is a bitch, and I just don’t want you to meet him.”

“You embarrassed of me?”

“No. Ever think that maybe it’s the fact that you literally think with your fists half the time!” You yelled, slightly wincing at the thought of your father hearing you.

“Is that how you think of me? Some fighter? I don’t just think with my fists, it’s not like half the time you just think about yourself. Not me!”

“I do. I think about you by not allowing you to come to my home, why can’t you see that? I have to do this.” You sighed, sitting down on the road with your tattered pajama pants on, putting your head in your hands. “I try at least.”

You looked back up to see a different glimmer in Lips eyes, one that seemed more calm than filled with anger, like taking a refreshing breath after a claustrophobic state. He seemed much calmer.

“Yeah, you do,” He agreed, voice much quieter and smoother, sitting down besides you in his blue jeans, hands on his knees as he slowly looked towards you. “You do.”

“I’m sorry.” You looked back at him as he moved a hand to your other hand, holding it in his grip. “I should explain my life a bit more than leave you in the dark.”

“That would be nice,” He smiled, rubbing his hair a bit with his free hand. “We both know I don’t have a perfect one.”

“True,” You giggled, him laughing as well. “I mean Carl flirts with me while trying to cook a rabbit he found.”

“Yeah, hopefully he’ll grow out of that,” Lip laughed, both of you remembering the exact time. “Hopefully.”

“And Frank.”

“Fucking Frank,” You both said at the same time.

“Now, will I be able to make fun of some of the shit heads in your family too?”

“Yeah,” You nodded. “Sure you can, cause I’ve got a few too, trust me.” You both looked at the night sky for a moment, relishing in each other’s company, and your fight being over. “Since you’re here…”

“You look kind of sexy in the moonlight. The way the light shines on your lips make them so much more alluring.”

“Look at you, Lip the poet, doing all those essays on poems really come through, huh?”

“Sure. But, I can come up with some real lyrics when I’m rounding my clim-”

“Let’s go Shakespeare, kinda want to hear these lines.”