"Nikki."
"Abby."
"Seriously?" The blond protests trying in vain to tug on the tiny shorts Nicole talked her into. "I can feel the bottom of my butt hanging out!"

"Will you quit tugging?" The darker woman scolds slapping Abby's hands away. "You look great."

"I look cheap."

"Not in Versace, you don't. If you had some tights on under them would you feel better?" She tried to bargain.

"God yes!" Abby replied in relief.

"Sold." Nicole grabbed a pair of opaque tights in the closest to Abby's skin tone as she could find then picked out a pair of boot and looked for a top that would show the most amount of cleavage that she could find but there wasn't one unless she went with a button down. So Nikki got creative.

"You're not in love with this top, are you?"

"Well, actually I just--" Abby started to reply but Nicole wasn't waiting for an answer. She just started cutting until there was a good inch off the bottom, the collar was gone, and the back was shredded into ribbons that pretty much gauranteed that Abby would have to go braless.

"Sometimes I really hate you." The blond sighed holding up what was left of her top.

"Come on! You're getting to second base tonight if it kills me!" Nikki replied completely ignoring her best friend's comment.

((Abby used without permission but with love.))

"Without pain, there would be no suffering, without suffering we would never learn from our mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there is no way of life." - Angelina Jolie

When all was said and done, Mickey Milkovich had always been set in his ways. He made his money the easiest way he knew how, which was generally stealing or pimping, and he didn’t ask anyone for anything. What he wanted, he took, and what he needed, he got on his own. And he’d needed things, certainly, but he’d never needed a person – not until Ian came along and changed everything.

He’d changed everything, but never needed or wanted to change Mickey. He had loved him exactly as he was… a smart mouthed badass with a chip on his shoulder. That was exactly who Ian had fallen for, from the very start. When Mickey had denied heatedly that he was falling for Ian at all, Ian hadn’t tried to make him change or be something he wasn’t. It was a simple understanding, at least for Ian, that they would either work as they were, with a few compromises, or they wouldn’t. All it had taken for Ian to decide he was with Mickey for good was Mickey simply admitting the truth – that he was gay and in love with Ian. It had earned him a hell of an ass beating, and a very awkward moment of living with his wife and his boyfriend, but he’d never once doubted it was the right thing.

( Spoilers for Shameless S5, up the the finale )

#81 HOMESICK

( SPOILERS: Shameless s05e12... )

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#40 RUN

Ian hadn’t been running away. He was trying to run to something. He had such high hopes that maybe he could have his mom back and she would understand the pain he was going through. They were the same, everyone kept saying that.

He should have known she would still be messed up. The track record was warning bells enough. Time and time again they had hoped Monica would clean up and be a good mom. He just couldn’t shed the false hope he had of maybe – just maybe – he wouldn’t have to feel so alone with this horrible illness.

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