#It's the new boyo~ <3

[cosmic-kaden]

{ Clear skies and mudpies? }

Ship: Jude x Kaden

Words: 1,980 (You know, I'm not even sorry now <3)

cw: NONE!

Summary: A day at the beach led to something new and exciting

Note: revealing the new boyo via fic OR if anyone was nosey over the last four days you would have seen him on my carrd already oho! ;)

If you aren't a self-shipper plz dni. I have anxiety.

Warmth, clear skies, and sunshine. Today was the perfect day, a day where you didn't want to sit inside, a day where you wanted to be out in the world even if you didn't have a single thing to do that day. That was the day that Kaden was having. It was a beautiful day and Kaden was feeling particularly creative. So what better way to spend the afternoon than to go down to the beach, plop down at a picnic table and sketch.

Kaden always had an affinity for drawing nature or cityscapes more so than drawing actual people. It was calming and mixed with a beautiful day such as this, it truly made Kaden feel at peace. The wind was warm, the sunshine was bright, birds were chirping their songs and the sound of waves along the beach side was soothing.

All felt peaceful and right in the moment, that was until a small boy trailed up to them, he was holding a green bucket. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He held the bucket up to them and smiled. Kaden peered into the bucket to see nothing but water and sand, no doubt a clumpy clay-like mess at the bottom.

"Ya got some mud there?" Kaden chuckled a little awkwardly. Who was this kid?

The kid set the bucket down and grabbed a big glob full of wet sand. "Mudpie" He said looking between the sand and Kaden.

"Ah, just don't actually eat it 'kay?" Kaden whispered with a small laugh.

That happy expression soon turned to one of instant defeat when the child shlopped the so-called 'mudpie' directly onto their sketchbook and Kaden let out a small whine of horror. Kaden frowned, grabbing the corner of their book and lifting it, the page was completely ruined. Kaden was slowly chipping away at this beach scene for a while now.

"There you are!" A voice called and both Kaden and the little boys' attention turned towards the voice. Kaden was still in shock, eyes, wide. They knew the little boy meant nothing by it, he didn't understand."Sorry abou---" The man looked between Kaden on the bench and the completely destroyed notebook that they had held up in front of them. "Oh….Shit." He looked down at his son, swooping him into his arms.

"Did you do that?" He asked, pointing towards Kaden, Kaden was honestly sitting there dumbfounded. The little boy nodded, now knowing he may have done something wrong. He looked at Kaden shyly and let out a little "sorryyy"

Kaden snapped out of their shock and placed the book down. "I-It's fine…only been slowly working on that for the past….two weeks" The last part came out more like a small whine than anything.

"I'm so, so sorry about that, I turned for a second and he was out of my sight is there any way we can make it up to you?" The father asked, looking down at them.

Kaden looked at the table in front of them, sandy, wet mud splattered everywhere, their pens were covered, their bag was muddy, and their drink was knocked over as the liquid dripped through the slits of the picnic table and onto the concrete below.

"I dunno… It's… It's fine" Kaden breathed out, they were upset clearly but they also knew that it was just a little kid doing what kids do. It was an honest mistake so Kaden couldn't really be angry. They stood to their feet grabbing their bag and grimaced when they noticed not only the muddy sand but also the drink they had also managed to get on it a bit.

"No, it's not fine. Are you an artist?" He asked and Kaden chuckled, shaking their head.

"I do it as a hobby but I don't classify myself as an artist..but it is one of the greater joys I have."

"Then we need to make it up to you. I'm Jude" He spoke softly, placing his son down onto his feet before extending his hand out towards Kaden.

"Kaden. Nice? Nice to meet you?" Kaden chuckled softly, taking his hand and shaking it gently before letting it go. "These circumstances aren't the greatest but yeah, nice to meet you."

Jude chuckled softly. "If you're okay with it, we'd like to take you to whatever the nearest art supply store is. So we can replace whatever got ruined." Jude smiled sweetly.

Jude really did feel bad that he not only let his son out of his sight but that in that small period, his son had managed to ruin someone's belongings and he was determined to make it up to them.

"You really don't have to do that." Kaden chuckled nervously. They were never really the greatest when it came to others wanting to get them things even if it was only to replace what was ruined, hell Kaden had a hard time accepting gifts from friends and family half the time.

"I insist." Jude frowned. "Please… Let us." He offered them a small smile and Kaden smiled in return and shook their head.

"O-Okay…okay, sure." Kaden shrugged their shoulders.

Jude smiled sweetly. He emptied out the sandy bucket and crammed it into the large backpack he was wearing, no doubt full of toys and the like. He scooped his son back into his arms and started to walk alongside Kaden.

"You're gonna have to lead the way okay? I have no idea where any shops like that are." He chuckled softly.

"Okay.." Kaden mumbled. Ah, it felt a little awkward, Kaden never really knew how to talk to people, and it was even worse when Kaden found them attractive and to Kaden, Jude was an exceptionally handsome man. They hated how their mind always went blank on things to say. They were never the greatest at small talk.

"So aside from drawing, what else do you do?" Jude asked.

Thank the gods, he was leading the conversations because Kaden was horrid at it. "Oh, nothing super interesting… I'm a materials handler- basically, I get lists of stuff and I go pluck it out of boxes in a warehouse. Nothing too special" Kaden chuckled awkwardly. "What about you?"

"I'm an engineer" He too chuckled softly.

"Wow, I'm so glad I said mine first." Kaden chuckled softly. "Mine seems boring in comparison"

"Trust me, mine isn't as fun either. I'd take glorified grocery shopping over my job any day" he grinned

Kaden let out a snort of laughter "Glorified grocery shopping, I need to remember that."

They made their way to a small little art store nestled away in a small corner off one of the main roads, tucked away in the heart of the borough. As they walked they talked pretty much the whole way there, what they did, what they liked, the weather, you name it and Kaden was slowly starting to feel less awkward by the second.

The art store had a weathered sign that swung lazily in the breeze. Inside, shelves overflow with colourful paints, brushes of all sizes, and sketchpads waiting to create the next masterpiece. The scent of linseed oil lingered in the air.

Kaden walked in and looked around the shop, the employee there asked if they needed any help and Kaden asked where the sketchbooks were. Jude was soon following after.

"Down~?" Jude's son asked and Jude shook his head "Absolutely not, you caused mass destruction with a bucket of sand, I don't want to see what you can do with paint" He chuckled which earned a smile from Kaden who was browsing the sketchbooks in front of him.

"you can get whatever one you want by the way." Jude hummed softly.

Kaden raised a brow. "Well I'm going to get the cheapest one because I'm not into making strangers spend a lot of money on me" they grinned, squatting down to grab a small little sketch book off the shelf it was about notebook sized and the book was wrapped in leather. "This one will do." Kaden hummed, standing to their feet and handing it over to Jude.

"Did anything else get ruined? I think I seen you tossing out some pens." Jude tilted his head a little quizzically as he held the book.

"book~!" His son cooed, trying to grab it to which Jude switched hands, holding the book down and away from his son. "Not your book~" Jude drew his attention to his son and cooed at him playfully.

"Those were just dollar store-bought pens, not a big deal. I can easily get more." Kaden nodded their head.

"Your canvas bag?" Jude smirked and Kaden shook their head.

"That can be washed~! I'm definitely not having someone I hardly know buy a brand-new bag for me, I'd die on the inside. Plus I would have to make it up to you because they're expensive! Especially here- So you making it up to me would actually make me want to make it up to you and that's confusing!" Kaden laughed softly.

Despite Kaden saying that it was okay, that he didn't need to do anything else for them he smirked and trailed over to the bags that hung on the wall. He looked between Kaden's bag and the ones on the shelf.

"Really it's fine!" Kaden protested, a small laugh leaving them.

"mhhm.." He hummed, plucking a bag from the shelf that was nearly identical to the one Kaden was wearing just less muddy and worn out.

Jude trailed up to the cashier and Kaden huffed in defeat. "Seriously?" Kaden pouted, He was stubborn! They were of course appreciative that he was willing to help them out but Kaden thought it was too much to be spending on someone he didn't even know. Kaden fiddled with the price tags on a random shelf as he paid for the purchases.

He looked over to Kaden and was soon trailing out of the store, Kaden soon following after. Once they got outside he handed their new bag to them and Kaden sighed. "You really didn't have to but…" Kaden's eyes flicked up to his and they smiled sweetly. "Thank-you"

"No problem~ It was the least I could do. I put your sketchbook in your bag for you. We got to head out now but it was really nice meeting you despite all the mud and sand and…yeah" Jude laughed softly.

"Nice to meet you too."

"See ya~" Jude smiled and turned on his heel, walking away with his son still in his arms.

Kaden sighed, looking down at their new bag before putting it on. They flipped the top flap open and unzipped the bag, their hand reaching in to grab their new sketchpad. They were going to have to do some rearranging Kaden took everything out of their old bag and placed it in the new one, making sure not to mess up the newly acquired bag before heading home.

Once Kaden got home they kicked their shoes off and set their bag down on the kitchen table before taking a seat. They stared at the bag and the events that unfolded that day, they couldn't help but think of Jude, he was rather cute and very sweet. Kaden reached for their bag and grabbed their newly bought sketchbook. They opened it up to see a message inside, they tilted their head as they read it.

'Sorry about your stuff! you said if I got the bag you'd want to make it up so…if you ever want to make it up, here's my number: [phone]. Happy sketching - Jude'

Kaden's eyes went wide as they blinked down at the page, they were shocked and yet a wave of excitement washed over them, they could feel a small blush creep up to their face and a small smile tugged to their lips. What an exciting day…

Tag List: I WILL apologize for tagging ya'll because I literally prefer writing over doing actual art now ngl LMFAO SO SORRY this all you get outta me now AHHHHHHHHHHH \O/

@ama-ships || @heatobrienswife || @kylars-princess || @lysandreslittlechatot || @dragonsmooch

#It's the new boyo~ <3 #Who has been here for roughly four days already! I DID GOOD KEEPING MY LIP ZIPPED LMFAO but I can't contain myself anymore lkflsdf #[cries] P-Protective dad Jude we love him T_T #Jude 💞 #ok 2 rb #I think I'm fallin'

[rotatingremains]

#I swear I will get to act 3 again without making a new durge one day #durge #bg3 durge #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #my boyo: azrael #rotating remains

[skrunksthatwunk]

just put my snake in his newly refurbished enclosure and he's doing laps <333

#i love him sm #he's the one i have anxious pet neglect dreams about and im just glad i finally put his new shit in #lotsa thick aspen to dig in and a bigger water bowl bc hes a grown man and a new hide etc etc #my beautiful beautiful boyyyyy #well the anxious pet neglect dreams aren't About him so much as they started when i got him #they usually involve me suddenly getting like 8 new pets that i dont have the spoons or knowledge for so im always letting them down #not my favorite experiences not my most pleasant dreams #but he's zoomin!!!! hes been pretty stationary lately and i think some of thats him getting older but i think the new stuff'll help make him #more comfy regardless #plus the water bowl's big enough that he can soak in it now if he wants :3 #he'll probably go back to just kinda sittin soon bc he's getting near a shed #poor guy cant see all that well rn and thats never a fun time to take him outta the tank. i feel bad :( #ooh he's up in the hammock hehe #thats the last thing he hasnt checked out yry #he likes that thing but its suction cups arent great #omg hes so sillyyyyy hehehhehe #baby man. baby. boyo

[leviiackrman]

GIGI OLALIA - Buddy Daddies & My Hero Academia Crossover [sketch]

more art || pinterest board || commissions

#my art* #artists on tumblr #oc: gigi olalia #buddy daddies #my hero academia #mha oc #bd oc #anime oc #character design #character concept #original character #digital art #here she issssss!! #the new bby! #adoptive mumma of 3 (her boyos being the mha tie in hehe) #quirky and eccentric interior designer who works MULTIPLE different jobs to raise her boys properly #then stumbles across 2 misguided dads raising a smol girl at her sons nursery and decides she is now their friend #chaos ensues #they become one big famil - wooooo!! #chuckhansen #simonxriley #sstewyhosseini #risingsh0t #florbelles #statichvm #noonfaerie #confidentandgood #indorilnerevarine #unholymilf #arklay

[wellnesscard]

almost got lost in the forest skiing two nights ago I was like ummmmmmm Devon is it ok if I go in front bc I'm so afraid of the dark and it had become nightfall bc we got a lil lost while we were out there we ended up taking a snow bike trail all the way to the neighboring town by accident, but while heading up the back I'm like frantically trying to keep no more than five feet distance between us in case a [w****g0] tries to get me and I'm seeing and hearing the fairies but pretending I'm not just eyes forward head down bc that's how they getcha I'm like Stoooooppppp pine trees have been so goblinlike to me lately fr.......... whaddahell that's a person like. Ok demon.. ICU. but I went in front and we skied back to our town and I'm like thank God I brought the headlamps cos we were only supposed to be out there an hour or so but we were prepared to be out there til morning once it hit 6pm and we were still lost thankfully it was a warm night and we stayed hot because of moving around I'm like yeah I could realistically be out here all night without it being a big deal. but essentially what I came here to say was my phone fell outta my pocket while going down this very long steep and narrow downhill trail section where I stacked it about twelve times so I actually missed this whole job opportunity thing bc I couldn't fill out the forms without my phone bc I couldn't get on my email or set up my new secondhand laptop without it either so that sucked and I got really depressed about it and being an epic fail but it's minor and Devon bought my mopey ass some sushi and an orchid and instead of languishing for the next three or four days like I am prone I woke up at 7:30 and went to the Verizon store waited my two hours picking split ends and staring at their fireplace and got the replacement phone so I can be a functioning and wage-earning person and not have to kill myself for being so disappointing and I did this all in record time I replaced the phone two days after I lost it last time I had to replace my phone I waited like six months using an essentially nonoperational thing even tho I'm still on my parents plan and was due for an upgrade anyways and they kept telling me to replace it bc I already lost a job bc they could never contact me and I'm like hey guys. Soon. Anyways I have adhd I'm learning so much every day. the skiing was really fun though I just got really scared when I realized we were lost in the woods after dark but even that fear reaction is so much less panicked than a few years ago it's like I don't need to scream and throw things anymore (usually lol) I just get overwhelmed and need to sit down for a minute. Plus my blood sugar was crashing really hard and the reality that we still had to ski at least three miles was a heavy truth at the time.

#woohoo this became so long #new phone who dis #i asked for the most basic one so i got this lil google thing not sure how i feel abt that kinda fuck google #however. all da smartphones are kinda ass. i miss my motorola from 2015 i could add micro sd cards to :( #that was peaked #i asked the boyo if they had any in stock w headphones jax still and the answer was no :(((( #i did todays wordle in 3 tries on devon flipphone while waiting tho its a nice flip phone if i didnt need spotify n use my google calendar #everyday id switch too

[garoujo]

ANON FROM YESTERDAY HERE TO TELL U MY FAVS ARE REO AND CHIGIRI !! HIS GOAL WAS SOOOO 😖😖😖 AND REO ?!?!? EEEEEE

EEEEEE UR TASTE IS SO GOOD NONNIE CAUSE CHIGIRI!!! i looove him! he is SO pretty - ̗̀ ( ˶'ᵕ'˶) ̖́- i am rooting 4 him always!!! omigosh another reo stan .. i am collecting u all like super cute pokémon <3

#ʚ ₊˚ 💬 — new emmail. #ʚ ₊˚ ⌕ — nonnie. #YAYYYY U CAME BACK <333 mwah!!! i love hearing bout peoples faves!!! #i love them 4 u bbie!!! super cute boyos <3

[lxkexbxss]

BIRTHDAY SYMBOLS

☯ February, 8th 2003 ☯

Birthstone:  Amethyst - The gem of Peace and Tranquility

Amethyst is a part of royal gem collections all over the world, from ancient Egypt to the British crown jewels. For some time, true amethyst was valued equally with the diamond. The name amethyst derives from the ancient Greek word amethustos, meaning sober. It was said that an amethyst could instill a sober and serious mind. Amethyst was known as a gem that would bring forth the highest, purest aspirations of human kind. Chastity, sobriety, and control over one's thoughts were all attributes heightened by wearing the stone. Amethysts are recommended to those who deal with stress a lot, such as people with an excessive work ethic who are unable to enjoy relaxation.

Birthflower: Violet

Violet is a delicate flower that appears at the end of February. It may come in shades of blue, mauve, or even yellow or cream. Violet denotes faithful love, humility and modesty. In the Victorian era, giving someone violets suggested "I'll always be true"". Dreaming of violets means that luck is coming your way, and that your future spouse will be younger than you. Violet is known as the state flower of Illinois, Wisconsin, New Jersey, and Rhode Island, and the official flower of Greece. It is also given on the 50th wedding anniversary.

Astrology Sign: Aquarius  

Aquarians are witty, clever, honest, unassuming, knowledgeable, serious, and insightful. You often go about accomplishing goals in a quiet way. You are the person who tends to deviate from the crowd and are always seeking intellectual stimulation. You welcome change as boredom is your enemy. You will take up any cause, as you are the humanitarian of the zodiac. You are easy going and do not judge others. As such, you make many natural friendships. You are also quite artistic.  

Chinese Year: The Sheep - a symbol of Unity

You are tasteful, intelligent, artistic, warm, kind, elegant, charming, cultured, intuitive, sensitive, gentle, and calm. You are born under the sign of art, so you love making and looking at beautiful things and you don't hesitate to spoil yourself with such things. You are the most feminine of all the twelve animal signs. You are quiet and sometimes shy, and have enormous compassion. You are a wonderful guest and a person other people love being around. The Chinese believe that the goat is naturally lucky because of your kind heart and peaceful nature.

Native American Astrological Sign: Otter  

You are independent, quirky, curious, imaginative, friendly, honest, inventive, courageous, tolerant, creative, perceptive, unconventional, soothing, sensitive, sympathetic, and original. You are in this world to immerse yourself in the fountain of knowledge- attaining wisdom is your ultimate goal, as you have a deep seated curiosity about everything. You have an unusual outlook on the world as you are highly intelligent and never stop analyzing things. You make a great friend because of your intuition, attentiveness, and honesty.  

Birth Tree: Cedar Tree - the tree of confidence  

You are self-confident, strong, vivacious, talented, industrious, determined, optimistic, adaptable, and a great speaker. You love luxury and everything around you to be of fine-quality. As such, you are determined to succeed and have the confidence to do so. You tend to be in good health and you never look down on others. You are blessed with the ability to make decisions quickly.  

#Sparring Partner {OOC} #About the Muse {Raph} #Raph's Birthday is February 8th 2003 for those who didn't know or just new here ;3 #I figured I'd do this for him X3 #Some do fit him pretty well and such #But yeah this be for the boyo ;3

[tarttheart]

KNITWORTHY - JAMIE TARTT x YOU

summary: you pick up knitting and Jamie could not be more supportive.

word count: 1.4k

warnings: language

1.

The first time you made anything for Jamie, it was a plain pair of socks in a sandy beige colour. It was nothing fancy and you were certain one side was longer than the other. It had been a long time since you last knit so you were just happy to have finished something after impulsively picking up some yarn and needles again after work one day. Work had been manic and you were looking for something to help you unwind each night. Picking up the needles again just seemed right.

“I love them. Babe, these are fucking amazing,” Jamie proclaimed.

You probably would not have believed Jamie solely based on his words but his awestruck expression spoke heaps to how he felt. And, if that had not been enough, watching him proudly pull them on in the morning to wear to Nelson Road was all the proof you needed that the man was knit-worthy.

Knitted socks were not the most common sight around Nelson Road, especially not on one Jamie Tartt. Sports socks had long been his sock of choice until recently. While the beige socks had gotten a couple of curious looks, it was nothing too peculiar given how temperatures had dropped in the past week or so. It seemed a simple and effective solution to keeping warm, so effective that a few others decided to jump on the bandwagon.

“My toes feel like they’re at the beach in Chacala. I can hear the waves calling,” Dani quipped the first time he tried wearing woolly socks to training.

“Me too, boyo, it doesn’t even matter I look like I’m wearing my granddad’s socks,” Colin agreed.

2.

You had gotten hooked on knitting hats. After making yourself three in the span of a month, you were on the hunt for more heads to make beanies for. Luckily, Jamie kindly volunteered and even got involved with the process, choosing a bold, variegated yarn for his beanie. It took no time at all and within a week of casting on, Jamie was rocking his new headwear at Nelson Road.

It was definitely an unusual sight, not seeing an ICON cap atop Jamie’s head but with how chilly it had been, no one thought too much about it.

“I didn’t realise you wore beanies,” Keeley commented one day as she passed him in the hallway.

“Fuck yeh, I do now,” Jamie replied.

“Looks good,” Keeley offered and Jamie practically bounced away much to Keeley’s amusement.

He came home to tell you about how good your beanies looked and it had to be true because Keeley said so and Keeley knows all about fashion.

“Babe, babe, I think you could fucking sell these and making a fucking fortune,” Jamie continued excitedly and you laughed.

3.

Following the success of the first pair of socks, you knew another pair had to be made. It took a little while but when you chanced upon a yarn colourway called “Tart”, you were sold. Sure, it probably was not a colour in Jamie’s usual colour palette but it was a nice wine colour that you were confident he would look good in regardless.

The last pair of socks had been a real plain vanilla pair of socks and having had a little more practice now, you were ready to dive into something more textured for Jamie’s second pair of socks.

You were pretty proud of the end product and you swore Jamie lit up brighter than the New York City skyline when you handed them over. He had been eagerly awaiting their completion, watching you like a hawk each night and trying to figure out when you would have them done. One pair of woolly socks just was not enough to satisfy the man now that he had gotten a taste of toasty toes.

Jamie gave you no time or opportunity to wash the socks before he wore them. He needed these socks in his life right away and you were happy to oblige. Jamie excitedly wore his socks to Nelson Road the next day which caught a few more eyes this time. Afterall, it was even more of an unusual look for Jamie.

“Pretty sure those are hand knitted,” Bumbercatch commented from across the locker room one day as the resident knitting know-it-all.

“Yeh, his mum probably made it for him, bruv,” Issac said dismissively.

It had been a fair guess. Afterall, no one knew you existed. You were a naturally private person and you knew all that came with being Jamie’s girlfriend. What if it didn’t last and you had to then deal with all the fallout? Jamie understood and you agreed you two could go semi-public after Christmas if you guys were still together then. While Jamie had initially been disappointed, he came to really enjoy having something that was truly his. No media, no team chatter.

*

Jamie decided he had been benefitting too much from your new hobby without properly compensating you for your time and effort. Remembering that Bumbercatch was an avid knitter, Jamie stopped him one day seeking advice on tools he could get you to further your craft.

“What would you get as a present for a knitter?” Jamie asked Bumbercatch after everyone else had emptied from the locker room.

“Yarn is always good. There’s local yarn shop a few blocks away that has a good selection and they have some good tools too,” Bumbercatch offered.

With Christmas round the corner, Bumbercatch did not think much about it. Based on what he had been led to believe, Jamie was likely buying something for his mum.

4.

It had been a real labour of love. When Jamie had presented you with a beyond generous amount on a gift card and a set of fancy interchangeable needles, you knew you had to go big for his Christmas present. It had been a little hard to hide all the balls of yarn you had had to buy. It was even trickier trying not to make his present in front of him because you knew you would crack and tell him what it was the moment he gave you his big adoring eyes. But, all the late nights spent knitting out of Jamie’s sight and afternoons spent hiding in cafes to knit had been worth it.

“Babe, you fucking made this?”

You had been so excited to present him your pièce de résistance you were practically vibrating as he held up the cream cabled sweater vest. You knew it was not his usual look but it felt special making something not basic for Jamie.

“I know it’s not exactly the Jamie Tartt style but I wanted to do something more instead of just a basic knit. I would’ve made you a sweater but I didn’t want the sweater curse to come true so I thought maybe a vest would be a good loophole? You don’t have to wear it out or at a—…”

Jamie did not let you finish blabbering because he grabbed your face to plant an appreciative kiss on your lips.

“I’m fucking wearing this everywhere, love, this thing is fucking magic,” Jamie proclaimed and you were not quite sure what he meant by magic but you appreciated the thought anyway.

The first day back at training after Christmas had most buzzing. It was always nice and energizing to have a good break with loved ones, whether it was spent with their own families or Higgins’. But, when Jamie walked in in his cozy cream cabled sweater vest like he was in a hallmark movie, the whole facility stilled.

“Morning, lads,” Jamie greeted, paying no attention to way the room had quietened after his entry.

Bumbercatch nudged Colin who stood next to him, “I think Jamie has a girlfriend.”

“What’s got you thinking that, boyo?”

“That vest. It’s a recent release online by a big knitwear designer. It’s not a mum pattern. See?”

Colin and Isaac looked at the page on Bumbercatch’s phone and he was right. The vest Jamie was wearing looked almost identical to the one in the photo.

“It could—…”

Sick of all the speculations, Isaac turned and yelled out to Jamie, “BRUV!”

“Yea, man? What’s got your knickers in a twist?”

“Your vest. Who made it?”

“Oh,” Jamie paused for a moment before remembering that Christmas had passed and it was now safe for him to answer, “me girlfriend. She’s a fucking knitting genius.”

#jamie tartt fanfiction #jamie tartt #jamie tartt x you #jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt x ofc #jamie tartt x y/n

[scraftmike]

Wingman my beloved

I love the new Valorant boyo, but I would love him more if he could grab a weapon 3 times his size.

#valorant art #Valorant #wingman #gekko

[factual-fantasy]

I also want to know more about your Minecraft boyos

You do? :0 Well sure! :DD Here I have a pretty old sketch of the whole Minecraft gang together. And a more recent sketch of just Melvin and a few others.

These OCS were based on a Minecraft world I had with a friend. Everything that happened in that world I translated into these characters in some way. As for what that story is, I wont dig into the nitty gritty to keep it short, just the basics.

Our story starts with Melvin the Donkey. He came from a village of other anthropomorphic animals.. but at some point when he was a teen(?) the village was raided by pillagers and burnt down.. He was the only survivor.. He grew up out in the wilderness by himself. Eventually he found a pillager outpost..

Fueled by anger and a need for revenge, he stormed into the outpost and managed to burn it down and kill all the pillagers. In that outpost though there were 6 trapped Allays. In his blind rage the cages were destroyed. 1 Allay escaped out into the woods. 2 died in the fire Melvin created. 1 was greatly wounded and the last 2 stayed behind to help the injured one. After Melvin snapped out of his rage he saw the 3 remaining Allays and brought them to safety.

He made a campfire and tried to help the wounded Allay.. but alas.. its injuries were too severe. The allay died. The other 2 allays ended up staying with Melvin and traveled with him. In their travels they found the Allay that escaped into the woods, and they became a group of four.

Also during his travels he met Butters. A yellow Axolotl that left his village underground seeking adventure. He ended up becoming Melvin's best friend. Melvin had no say in the matter-

Sometime after that when the group was running through a thunderstorm, a skeleton they were about to run past was struck by lightning. Turning into 4 skeletons riding 4 skeleton horses. The skeletons attacked Melvin so he fought back. Knocking one skeleton off, the horse ran away. Battling the others he killed all 4 skeletons and had to take down the 3 horses.

After the battle was over, Melvin heard struggling nearby. He goes to investigate and finds the 4th horse stuck in a mud pit. He calms the horse down and helps it climb out. New friend aquired!

Now the Librarian, 2 fletchers and the golem came from a village that had been destroyed by pillagers. The golem had grabbed them and ran, knowing it couldn't win against the pillagers. The villagers though had no idea how to survive out in the wilderness. How to find food, how to hunt and kill.. That's when they met Melvin and they struck a deal. Melvin: "You tell your Golem to protect me and my friends, and I will teach you how to hunt, find food and cook said food." "Deal." New friends aquired!

Then lastly the wolves. They were 2 bothers that got separated somehow. Thinking that one of them injured his leg and was swept down a river..? Melvin's group found him and nursed him back to health. later on he was reunited with his brother but they decided to stick with Melvin's group. New friends acquired! XD

Aaaaaaand that's about the gist of it XDD Thank you for reading all of this if you made it that far! :}}

#my response #minecraft #my ocs #minecraft ocs

[daydreamdraws]

Lil Drawing i did for my friend's new boyo! Love him very much <3

Spirit wally belongs to: @chronnellian

#welcome home #welcome home fanart #welcome home puppet show #wally darling #welcome home wally darling #clown illustrations #wally darling fanart #welcomehome #au #welcomehomeau #wallydarlingau #digitalart

[hp-hcs]

Hello there.

Since you're taking a request, then maybe some poły relationship with Theo and Mattheo. Preferably male lub gn reader

Thanks and have a good day

aaaaaa a non-monogamous relationship with my two favorite boyos??? abso-fuckin-lutely!!!

polyamorous theodore nott & mattheo riddle x gn!reader headcanons

(lovely pictures from @demieyesore)

since it wasn’t specified if the boyos were dating each other as well or not, i made it ✨up to reader interpretation✨

❕gender-neutral reader❕

TWs: violence (it’s theo & mattheo, what do you expect?), brief sexual harassment/attempted sexual assault (?)

requests open (please for the love of god)

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general headcanons:

mattheo is little spoon and i will take no arguments

(he’s almost always in the middle <3)

if you call theo literally any pet name he will die on the spot

same if you call mattheo any variation of ‘pretty boy’ or ‘cutie’

(extra bonus points if you compliment something unrelated to his physical appearance, like how well he did on a test, or how perceptive he is. homeboy will have no idea how to respond. he’ll just be like 🧍‍♂️🥹👍🫶)

the poly thing actually only happened because there was a very aggressive love triangle thing going on and then they were like “wait this is dumb”

plus, it makes a bunch of the teachers uncomfy, + both of their fathers, so really it’s ideal

they r possessive as F U C K

they can share with each other, that’s it. no one else.

i dare anyone to try to bully or harass you

or actually, even just look at you

OR IF SOMEBODY TRIES TO ASK YOU OUT

someone call an ambulance for the poor fuck 💥🚑🚨🩹🪦💀

lil oneshot thing? idk man:

you go to one of enzo’s stupid parties without your boys

“i’ll be fine guys, promise”

y/n was, in fact, Not Fine™

someone tries to hit on you but just DOESNT TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER

let's say it’s cormac mclaggen cause mf is creepy asf

(i know everyone makes him like ‘the bad guy’ but yk what if you don’t like it go write ur own headcanons. they’d probably be better anyways)

anywhore, cormac is like, getting a lil too close for comfort

just kind of haranguing you the whole night

offering drinks, complimenting how you’re dressed, telling you that your boyfriends are “so lucky to have someone as sexy as you”

🤮🤮

you are OBVIOUSLY uncomfortable

but shit hits the fan when he grabs your waist/hip area and tries to kiss you

✨surprise!✨

your mancandy was here the whole time 😌

(not cause they don’t trust you, they just don’t trust anybody else)

💥👊😡🩸🩹🔪🗡️💣

cormac: 🥊🦷😵‍💫🩸🩹🩼☠️⚰️🪦

(lowkey hot to watch em defend you but yk)

((y/n for literally no reason: 👁️🫦👁️)

(((if you tell mattheo you think it’s hot, he’ll just go 🥺🫶💋😚🫂)))

misc:

expounding further on my earlier mattheo x reader headcanons, a scientific study i’ve conducted has found that mattheo riddle is, in fact, a himbo

from the new partridge dictionary of slang and unconventional english, a himbo is “a man objectified by his good looks and presumed lack of intellectual qualities, a man who trades on this image, a gigolo”

objectified by his good looks? have you met tumblr? ✅

lack of intellectual qualities? well, he thinks violence solves everything and thinks with his dick instead of his brain so i’m gonna say yeah ✅

but let’s keep it going, shall we?

a himbo is also defined as the “human version of a golden retriever—beautiful, incredibly well-intentioned, and dumb.”

…yep

beautiful ✅ well-intentioned (in his own mind) ✅ & dumb (lovingly) ✅

additionally: buff 💪 ✅ & respects his romantic partner(s) ✅

“but hp-hcs,” you bemoan. “what does that make theo?”

well, my dear delusionists, theodore nott is a hunk—not quite a himbo, but close

hopefully this venn diagram i made of some of the himbos & himbo-adjacents in the hp world will help illustrate this for you

#harry potter #hp #fuck jkr #hp x male reader #x male reader #gay #theodore nott #x reader #hp x gn reader #theodore nott x reader #male reader #mlm #mattheo riddle x reader #x gender neutral reader #theo nott x reader #gender neutral reader #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x male reader #mattheoxreader #theo nott

[insanely-lovely-and-random]

Alrightyy saw Challengers for numero uno tonight and these are some thoughts/things that really got me the second time round!

*Thess are just my opinions the film can be read however anyone else wants

Okay so hear me out.. Tashi is such a dom, Art is such a sub and Patrick is such a switch and oooh it got me how at the beginning it felt like he was Arts dom, then he finds this girl he thinks is fantastic and maybe he thinks she could be the glue to bring him and Art and her all together BUT then it totally fricken backfires and instead he loses both. Art the little puppy he is starts wagging his tail in Zendayas direction and next thing ya know he's got a new owner and Patricks a thing of the past much to his palable distress. I mean christ boyos living in his car and starving, boys a mess since his lost his dom and sub poor boyo, so now various things I noticed some of which I feel back up my argument haha

Gosh theres so many little moments, Patricks thing for Art seems so obvious yet Art seems totally clueless.

1) Patrick is defos bi, not just because he just so is but also cause he matches with a guy on his dating app during his swiping.

2) The doubles match they play in the past? Gosh they're all over eachother! And Pats clearly in charge of that relationship and Art seems totally cool with that (for then anyways..)

3) When him and Art are watching Tashis game at the vert beginning Patrick grabs Arts leg in exhilaration. I mean he always seems to be touching or in the space of his boy for christs sake.

4) When Tashi mentions the fact Arts going to Stamford Patrick noticeably makes a face, you could say its because shes paying attention to Art instead of him or that hes upset because shes going to college instead of going profesh BUT I really didnt read it that way. To me it looked like he was upset Art was going to college, they've been together for years after all and now their splitting up, poor boyo.

5) When Zendaya asks if theres anything going on between then, Art laughs and says no BUT Patrick??? Science and he looks down, hell he wishes there was summat.

6) He taught Art to jerk off. Fucking hell.

7) There kiss man, all three of then and then just Art and Pat, just soo much chemistry.

8) When he reveals he slwpt with Zendaya to Art, and Arts smile drops. I think he's heartbroke at him sleeping with the girl he likes but I also see it as pain at being left out. These two people he's entwined with and now he's outside looking in. I also think If Patrick had seen that reaction he'd have seen a looot sooner that his relationship with Tashi might backfire greatly.

9) Patrick vsiting Stamford, first person he goes to see, his girlfriend maybe..? NOPE hes too busy chasing Art around the tennis court 😭

10) There's a ton of hot moments in this film. And the hottest? To me? That bloody stool grab with his foot. He wants Art close, he always bloody does! And the churros christ! And once again showing Art who's top so to speak, eating his churro, and telling him hes proud of his snakey behaviour. And that it makes his relationship with Zendaya hotter (I bloody bet it does) He never ever seems to show jealousy about Arts feelings for Zendaya, he points out thay he doesn't see him as competition to her not long after and I BET his doesn't. Cause I think he'd love it if Art was with him and Zendaya.

11) My God this bit gets be cause it gets echoed later. Him and Zendaya are making out and this girl who he's with and cares about is just talking bout his tennis game. And tbf what does he say?? "Weren't you gonna tell me bout Art" hells bells could you be more obvious?? And then the fight, he asks her if she's talking about tennis and her reply "I'm always talking about tennis" and I mention this cause it's gonna be relevant later.

12) The injury happens and everyone loses something. Zendaya has lost her career and ability to play tennis to her full potential. Art loses his best friend and Poor pathetic Patrick lost his bestfriend(and secret love) and his actual girlfriend all in one day!

From here on I cant guarantee my numbered points are in timeline order as the timline stated getting more out of sequence🤣

13) Zendaya and Art in the diner and after hearing Art and Pat dont talk no more saying she's a homewrecker after all. And what does Art say?? Zip. Nada. No denial just silence.

14) Okay lets talk that sauna scene. It was gloriously tragic. Patrick is clearly unaware why Art is THAT hostile towards him. I mean thinking of it from his point of view he'd have more reason to be angry considering the snakey girlfriend behaviour. But he never is angry at Art, not once no matter what he did. Of course we then discover Art is SO pissed cause he knows about Atlanta. Christ I bet pur stupid idiot boy Patrick thinks hes just being cleverly smug with that "when we were teenagers" line but idiot boyo your rubbing salt in the wounds 😭

15) still about the sauna, the naked trying to be top dog like old times but no no no, not anymore. Arts not his to be in charge of anymore. And the camera shows Art as higher while Patrick slouches nearby. Patrick asks him when he's so mad but doesn't get an answer. This scene was tragic to me, Patrick just seems hurt by Arts attitude. Art points out that they're no longer peers and I love this because thats the difference between the Zendaya/boys relationship and Arts and Pats. Pat may have been the dom so to speak with Art but he still saw them as peers. Zendaya doesn't. Thats the main difference in their relationships. Respect.

16) One of my fave damn parts of dialogue in the movie. (I really can't remember exact phrasing but this is how I rememeber it) Art is so sus of Pat, Pat asks him if he misses it, Art says he doesnt. And when Pat says he wasn't talking about tennis, Art says "Your always talking to me about tennis" and oof the punch to my gut that was. And it seemed to Patricks too! His face, this poor boy has twice been talking to the people he cares about, abou their relationship and they just say their talking about tennis, he cant catch a break😭

17) Pats reaction to Zendaya asking him to throw the game, is he offended for himself? Nopeee he's mad that she'd do that to Art. He says something along the lines of fucking him was one thing but to have Arts victory be a lie?? Gross, too far, too much of a betrayal.

18) For the third time, having just fucked Zendaya in the car and she just immediately brings up him throwing the match, like crimeny man this boy is probs sick of this game getting in the way of his relationships haha

19) Ooh that match point is glorious glorious cinema my friends. Patrick is so interesting in this whole match. Him deliberating on if he's gonna tell Art? So juicy and the way he did was fucking hilarious. That unspoken signal? Beauty.

20) Arts reaction? Wow oh wowww. The lad went through the five fricken stages of grief! The denial "fuck off!" the rage, throwing his racket, the bargaining, looking at Zendaya as if to say its not true (when she has no fucking clue what just happened). The depression, those sad sweaty tears 🥲 and then? That gorgeous smile, that acceptance. I think he felt catharsis, his marraige was clearly dysfunctional at this point and maybe knowing she cheated, knowing she'd threatened to leave if he lost, maybe that helped him let go of it. Ripped off the bandage, turned off life support, finally shake the pedestal he'd put his wife on( he compared her to jesus for christs sake). He made it through to the otherside and Patrick was there waiting for him with open arms ()iterally lol)

21) When Pat sees Arts smile? His own blossoms, clearly in relief and exaltation. I truly think he told him not to throw his game but to spur Art on. To finally unlock his potential. And to get the old Art he knew back and it bloody worked. That final back and forth, the pure energy, those sexual grunts all building up to a crescendo of a climax. Hooo boy

22) That goddamn brilliant leap in the air. Art is freed and flying, and Patrick doesn't hesitate he flings his racket to the floor because the thing that mattered to him most was never tennis. And he catches his boy with arms wide and then that embrace. They have finally come back together. It was beautiful. What does losing the match matter to Pat when he finally has his arms all over Art again just like he did in the beginning. We have come full circle.

Hahaha this is purely my own read into the movie and obvs mostly about the Patrick character and how I saw his actions. Now a few little bonus notes I noticed.

Nearly everything the boys eat/drink seems phallic, hotdogs, bananas, churros, even those drink bottles and cigarettes. Boyos are obsessed!

Zendaya on the rock at the beach was very little mermaid. Also in that scene when she said she wouldn't wanna get between em. Art said they didn't love together but Pat says "It's an open relationship" hecks you too obvious boy.

This movies so chock full of foreshadowing too, the story about Cat who got injured a week later. Patrick at Tashis party saying she'd have deals and a foundation which she does but via her relationship with Art instead just really cool script tbh

(Will probs add more when I remember em/see it for third time cause I am planning on that🤣🤣)

#challengers #challengers spoilers #challengers 2024 #challengers movie #movie list #zendaya #josh o'connor #mike faist #bisexual #the bi energy is strong #film #it's so long and such nonsense I just got a brain firing on cylinders for this film lmao

[whimsical-roasting]

okay just imagine being friends with colin and jamie being like slightly jealous

okay so i’m thinking about doing like a psych major!reader who shadows Dr Sharon at the football club for experience and ends up having a thing with Jamie... like Jamie asks for her to tutor him on psych knowledge and being a better person and ofc they lowkey fall for each other but don’t know it... 

ANYWAYS AROUND THAT PLOT LINE... the reader and Colin end up as bffs (lowkey spoilers for Colin’s info in s3?).. also my bestie is @sokkigarden and i love and appreciate her support

okay, so reader is shadowing Dr Sharon and Colin is so nice that he consents to her sitting in on the session since Dani was a bit too traumatised to have any silent observers 

she doesn’t speak and tries not to make too much eye contact but when they do lock eyes, she gives him a soft smile, and he returns it

after the session, now only 3 people know Colin’s gay... him, her, and Dr Sharon. when she catches his eye at the end of the session, she does a little lock and key motion to her lips as if to say ‘my lips are sealed, promise’ with a soft smile, and he smiles and nods

the reader is usually extroverted and chatty but remains professional - not really interacting with the boys unless necessary (obvi Ted won’t have any of it, but that’s a diff point) so Colin isn’t too fussed about her...plus, she seems genuinely nice

in the next couple of weeks, the reader bumps into Colin in the hallway and goes, “oh!! Colin, I was out on the weekend and saw this and thought of you, so um, here :))” and nervously passes him a small pocketbook of affirmations since Dr Sharon instructed him to reaffirm “I am a strong and capable man”

he grins and thanks her, and then BOOM, they’re now good friends. he offers to drop her home when her Uber cancels, and they blast Taylor Swift and rap to Drake 

now fast forward a while when Jamie asks the reader to tutor him in psych/therapy, and it is a funny exchange:

Jamie: you’re uh, good at this psych shit huh?

Reader: uhh, you mean the 4+ years I’ve dedicated to this degree? Yea, I kinda hope I’m good at this psych shit

Jamie: can you help me do better at therapy?

Reader: um,, therapy is more of a personal thing.. you kinda do better yourself

Jamie: oh, then what do you do :/

Reader: -_-

Jamie:  no no, I didn't mean it like that, fuck sorry

Reader: I can tell you about tools and theories that can HELP YOU help yourself 

Jamie: yea yea.. that. let's do that, I want that

Reader: this isn't a drive thru, Tartt, you can't just ask like it's a dollar menu

anyways,, she agrees bc experience yea totally it’s the resume experience and not cause he has a cute thinking face and emotional intelligence is hot or anything like that

so they’re like a month in with this whole ‘tutoring’ thing and she’s at his place and he notices a childish bracelet on her wrist.. he seems to notice a lot about her but he tells himself it’s cause he’s getting more self-awareness (lmao dumbass, SELF-awareness has nothing to do with HER hair, eyes, and new accessories but sure)

okay the next day in the locker room, he sees Colin w the same bracelet??? so he asks and Colin’s all like, “it’s a friendship bracelet, boyo!” and Jamie just kinda nods not replying before they head out onto the pitch

next time he and the reader are tutoring he asks why she and Colin are wearing the same bracelet thingy...she tells him it’s a friendship thingy and she made it for the both of them.... Jamie just kinda stares and goes ‘where’s mine.’ 

she blinks at him and tilts her head, “are we friends?” and his mouth falls open “we’re fuckin not???” he questions, slightly offended. and she’s all like “no no, ofc we are... but maybe just not friendship bracelet level friends” 

Jamie fights back a pout, but there’s a crease in the middle of his brows and she wants to lean forward to flatten it with her thumb but fights the urge

there’s silence for a moment...

“when you upgradin meh?”

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso #colin hughes #psych major!reader x jamie tartt #as a psych major myself #i am gonna INDULGE

[beidousbunny]

me? horny asks? noooo neverrrr

ok but in ur humble opinion, which genshin boyos do you think would make the best subs? (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

mwah

# — ⛧ THE BRAT, THE SLUT, AND THE OBEDIENT⌇

💌 — my spin on which genshin menses are the best subs, as an indecisive fuck who can’t decide if im a brat tamer, slut lover or soft dom <3

!! — kaeya, childe, zhongli x dom reader, k; exhibitionism, kaeya’s a slut, c; (light) feminization, degrading, name calling, z; service sub, zhonglis a tease 😮‍💨

— THE BRAT.

kaeya is a lot of things.

a liar, a drunk, a cocky bastard, and most importantly; a brat.

he’s the kind of brat that always keeps tension high, and the air hot, constantly looking for a way to tease and work you up.

when you catch his eye randomly from across the room, he’s making lewd motions with his hands, mock pleasure on his face as he pretends to suck a cock or get fucked. he’s a genius at timing these teases— he always got away with it, but not you.

your face flushed even more with embarrassment, as people around ask if you’re feeling well. you see kaeya smirk out of the corner of your eye as he watches you try to make something up, while so disheveled.

finally got control of him? your hand tangled in his hair and his face inbetween your thighs? he’s never going to break eye contact as he laps at your pussy hungrily. he’s going to tilt his head teasingly, and tuck his hair behind his ear, giving you that look of want.

“i’m gonna fuck you ‘till you’re sobbing kaeya,”

“oh, really?” he asks cockily, “i think you’re going to have to fuck me much harder to make me cry~”

he’s got a big fucking smirk on his face too, because he knows that you’ll give him a reaction, and fuck him like a whore. just how he wants.

— THE SLUT.

tartaglia is my personal slut of choice. i’m a believer that if you get far enough to be dominant with him, he’s going to enjoy himself and not put up a fight, allowing you to slut him out, while he drools. you know the kinky fuck isn’t fighting back not because he can’t, but because he truly enjoys this.

he loves being at your mercy, as you degrade and tease him, nothing turns him on more.

you wanna fuck him with a strapon? he’s arching his back and burying his face in the pillows, whining like a girl.

want him to eat you out while you fuck his face? he’s practically making out with you cunt, licking your pussy like it’s his last meal.

wanna play with his sensitive body till he cries? tie him up and he’ll moan and whimper for you like a slut, begging you to let him cum, cause he’ll be ‘sooo good’ for you.

he’s just a perfect little boy toy that’ll get on his knees any time you’re mean to him. it’s just so fucking sexy that he gets all hot and bothered from you humiliating and degrading him.

he’s the best little whore <3

(just like jd in dead girl walking if you’re demanding things and of childe and bossing him around he’s just gonna be all whipped like 😵‍💫😳 ok ok mommy)

— THE OBEDIENT

zhongli loves to learn about new things, especially if it pleases you. he’s a total service sub, and he’ll do anything to make you feel good.

he’s totally shameless about asking if you two can try something new in bed, after all, you’re lovers right?

“darling, would you like to try sitting on my face?” zhongli asked nonchalantly, taking a small sip of his tea. “childe said that if i do well enough you’ll.. ride my face?” he’s not even making eye contact, and you can see the little smirk on his lips.

you two were literally eating dinner.

“sounds lovely,” you compose yourself quickly, “i think it would be best if i tied you up for that, no?” he certainly wasn’t expecting that you’d clap back, you noted that flicker of want in his eyes.

“anything for you, dearest.” zhongli coos with the same nonchalance, and you know he means it, so there’s no harm in letting him tease you for a little fun.

zhongli. loves. pegging. he loves the intimacy of it! he wants to hold your hand as you work your way into his hole, squeezing when he feels it deep.

please cup his cheek and tuck his hair behind his ear too, he will literally melt.

when you start fucking him, no matter how slow the pace, he’s going to praise you so sweetly. he’s been so touch starved for thousands of years, he’ll obey whatever command it takes to get that sweet release.

“a-ah— dearest, it feels like heaven when you make love to me... p—please, do as you wish to me.”

#genshin smut #genshin impact smut #sub genshin #sub genshin impact #sub genshin impact smut #kaeya smut #kaeya x reader smut #childe smut #tartaglia smut #zhongli smut #sub childe #sub kaeya #sub zhongli #childe x reader smut #zhongli x reader smut #🤍.dom #🤍.zhongli #🤍.childe #🤍.kaeya

[beybaldes]

i'd go back in time and change it, but I can't

summer sleepover masterlist

jamie tartt x gn!reader

summary : “why are you avoiding me?”

content warning : Jamie’s history of being a prick and cheater??, angst because idk blame the economy, hurt with super delayed comfort for reader, hurt with no comfort for Jamie, brief mention of Roy x reader but it has no impact on the story, bestfriend!colin because he’s my fave. I change the timeline. A bit to fit the plot.

The first time you show your face at Nelson road again is when your hear the news of Jamie’s recall to Manchester City. He’s halfway across the country, and the boys were your friends first, so it’s weird to say you feel like you’re allowed to finally go back there.

When Jamie had called your relationship quits by fucking someone else in your apartment, in your bed, you knew you had to get away. You quit your job at the dog track, moved in with your favourite auntie and fucked Roy 3, or 4, or 12 times on the basis of ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend.’ Altogether, it made for quite a good method at getting over Jamie.

Unfortunately, that method also included leaving everyone else at Nelson road behind.

The only person made aware of your departure had been Higgins, but only because he had to file the paperwork and send over your transfer form to the new company you’d been working for - everyone else was left in the dark until Colin came storming into the changing room on the following Monday morning.

“What did you do?” All heads turned to face Colin as he slammed open the doors, ignoring the concerned stares of his peers as his only focus was on Jamie.

“I want to say I don’t know, but I get the idea that’s not the answer you’re looking for.” Jamie’s mask broke for a second when he saw the genuine anger and upset in Colin’s eyes. They reminded him all too much of yours from only nights before. “But I’ve definitely not done anything to piss the likes of you off, mate.”

“I don’t know, boyo, I’d say cheating on your partner and forcing them to leave Richmond is enough to get a fella rilled up.” Venom laced every word that came from Colin’s mouth, and for a brief moment Jamie considered never pushing his buttons again incase this was the reaction he got.

“You fucking what?” Roy seethed, his head turning to face the Welshman from his seat on the changing room bench.

“Went to pick them up to come to work this morning and there was a ‘for sale’ sign outside their apartment. I spoke to Higgins about it when I got here and he said that they handed in transfer papers Friday night.”

“Transfer papers to where?” Roy asked, slowing rising from his place on the bench and moving to stand next to Colin, glaring at Jamie with just as much disgust.

“I don’t know! He won’t tell me.”

Jamie could feel every single pair of eyes in the changing room on him. He’d never once considered that you were at Richmond before he was. He’d never had to consider that before. Wherever he went he was Jamie Fucking Tartt, and that meant nothing else mattered; until now. Every person in this room had been your friend first, and it was highly likely they had liked you more then they’d liked him - especially considering he was a total prick, all of the time.

“Is this true?” Roy asked, and Jamie couldn’t place why. It was not like Roy had ever cared about your relationship when the two of you were together, so why care now?

All Jamie knew how to be was a prick, so a prick he was going to be. “What’s it to you, old man? You can finally fuck them, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“You fucking prick.”

Both Roy and Colin had lunged for him, and if it wasn’t for the fact the team needed his right foot, he wasn’t sure that Isaac, Jan Mass and Richard would’ve intervened. The three fought to hold the two back from throwing punches and kicks in Jamie’s direction and for a moment he considered letting them loose.

He deserved it, that was the one thing in this whole mess that he was sure of. If news had hit the changing rooms, it was only time before news hit the tabloid of his inability to keep it in his pants and who his new flavour of the week was. That meant it was only time before his dads contact lit up his phone screen with a two line message;

‘proud of you son, don’t let that whore keep you tied down. never do, us tartt’s.’

The disgust is coating is skin like dirt; he can feel you underneath his finger nails and he can smell you in his bed sheets, and he feels like he’s never going to be clean again. Definitely not when he knows everyone here is going to hate him a little bit more and his dad is going to say he’s proud of him.

The obvious decision to a hurt Jamie, then and there, is that if everyone is going to hate him anyway, he may as well give them justified reasons to. “You ever consider that the prick wants you to be mad at me? Huh? Why else would they ask you to pick them up from work today when they’ve already gone, yeah?” Jamie calls out to Roy and Colin as they are dragged away from the changing rooms. Jan’s hold on Colin lessens as Roy becomes more volatile and angry at Jamie’s words, allowing Colin to slip from his hold and cross back across the room, pressing a finger firmly into Jamie’s chest.

“Not that you ever cared enough about them to notice, but I’ve picked them up every morning for the past 3 years - long before you ever came here and long after too, if you hadn’t fucked everything up.” Jamie can feel his heart beating louder and louder with each word that’s punctuated with a jab to his chest. Roy’s calmed down, but only because his anger has melted into disappointment, and Jamie wishes he would just get angry again because he can’t stand the silence right now. “Quite literally too.”

“You fucking Welsh prick.” Jamie finds himself lunging at Colin and the changing room descends into chaos once more.

Your name had not dared even been thought in the changing room since, well, at least until today.

“Hey there darling, you looking for the press junket?” Ted lasso was standing behind you with his hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans. His face softened when he took in the nervous demeanour; your eyebrows pinched, shoulders tense and hands wringing each other out. “Or are you here to see someone?”

“I’m here to see everyone, um, mainly Colin and Roy. To be totally honest, I’m a little nervous.”

“And why’s that?”

“I didn’t really say goodbye, I’m afraid they won’t want to see me again.” You weren’t entirely sure why you were spilling your heart out to someone you’d just met, but something about ted told you it was perfectly okay - the right thing to do, even.

“Well, if I know anything about those two - and I’d like to say I know a little - they are stubborn.” Your nervous demeanour had immediately returned, for the worse, and you couldn’t shake the fact this was a bad idea. “But, they care fiercely about the people they love. They won’t be mad, okay maybe a little at first, but the love they have for you will overcome it, even if it takes some time.”

“You’re right, I should just-“

Roy Kent was whispering your name so quietly under his breath that you’d have thought he was scared you’d shatter. And despite his hushed tone, the whole changing room had been silenced by it.

Colin repeated your name, louder then Roy had, and sprung from his seat, crossing the room in 3 long strides and standing at Roy’s side breathless. “You’re here.”

Ted had been right so far, no one had been openly mad at you: Colin looked like he wanted to wrap you up in a hug, and Roy, well, Roy looked like he wasn’t going to hit you which you took as a good sign.

“I’m here.”

You have two pairs of arms wrapping around you before you can get another word out and it’s like you’ve never left Richmond. Ted retreats into the coaches office and calls on Nate to catch him up to speed on what was happening and who you were; his jaw tightens and he wishes he had been able to get through to Jamie better but he knows that it’s too late now he’s back in Manchester.

Transfer papers are brought to Higgins office and he drags you up to see Rebecca, who greets you with a smile, your old job back, and an introduction to Keeley - the both of you immediately bonding over Jamie’s shitty behaviour while you’d dated and your love for Rebecca.

The rest of the season and summer passed by in a blur of good friends, good drinks and good times. Jamie didn’t cross your mind once and if it weren’t for the Mancunian shaped hole in your heart, then you would’ve forgotten he’d ever even been part of your life. Someone like Jamie wasn’t so easy to forget.

When August finally rolled around and the new season was starting up, you were extremely surprised to hear murmurs of Jamie coming back to Richmond.

In an instant the entire life you’d rebuilt from the ground up in Richmond had crumbled, and you were throwing clothes in bags and typing out a text to your aunt. Something landed in your bag with a crack and the reality of it all came crashing down on you. You uprooted your life for Jamie once, you weren’t going to do it twice.

When you showed up to work the next day Jamie was there and you walked right past him - and continued to walk right past him everyday for the first three months of his return to Richmond. Come Christmas, even Colin was trying to convince you to forgive Jamie, promising that he truly had changed and that he was finally someone worth knowing. Despite all your love for Colin, you couldn’t find it in you to forgive him. At least Roy was still on your side.

“He’d the prince prick of all pricks. People like him don’t change.”

And yet, everyone else seemed to think he had. Even Keeley, who’d been hurt by Jamie in the most similar way to you, had forgiven him and reformed a friendship with him. But you still couldn’t find it in you to do the same.

It had bothered Jamie to no end. He’d come back from Manchester desperate to be a new man, and while he knew that it would be hard, he was prepared for that. What he hadn’t been prepared for was seeing your face around Nelson road again. He avoided you at first, figuring you wouldn’t want to see him as much as he wanted to see you, and decided he’d wait for others to start warming to him first before he tried to talk to you again. People had warmed to him while the summer heat still filled the concrete floors of the stadium, and now the snow outside only reminded him of you.

He couldn’t place why you wouldn’t acknowledge him (as though breaking your heart wasn’t reason enough) because he was sure everything he did, every breath he took and every word he said since returning to the dog track had been a cry: ‘I’VE CHANGED, I’VE CHANGED, PLEASE NOTICE I’M NOT THE SAME PERSON I USED TO BE, I CAN BE BETTER, I AM TRYING TO BE BETTER.’

It all came to a head the last day at the dog track before the Christmas holidays. Practically everyone else had cleared out of the building, and with no upcoming football matches, had made a head start on going back home for the holidays. Jamie dragged his kitbag into the hallway and was surprised to find you at the water fountain, talking in whispers with Roy about something he couldn’t quite hear. He didn’t dwell on it, waiting for Roy to leave before making his presence known.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

Jamie made his presence know with his voice, startling you and causing you to restart filling up your water bottle. It was the same one you used when you were with him, he noted. “Fucking Christ Jamie, what happened to hello? How are you?”

“Hello would’ve been more appropriate 4 months ago when I came back, wouldn’t it?” Jamie kicked the tips of his shoes against the floor, finding a speck of dirt to focus on instead of your face. “But every time I try and say it to you, you run the other way. Thought I’d try a more direct approach.”

“By asking me a question you already know the answer to?”

“That’s the thing.” Jamie sighed, running his hands through his hair and absentmindedly making you think about him with that loving gaze you’d had when you were together. A part of you screamed he was different now, a louder, more insecure, part told you that he would always be capable of hurting you like that again. “I don’t understand why you’re avoiding me.”

The louder part was right, and so was Roy, people like Jamie don’t change. Even when you hope and pray and want them to. They just don’t change. “Un-fucking-believable.” You scoffed, folding your arms defensively across your chest. “You ever considered that it hurt when you cheated on me? That it absolutely ruined me?”

“But that was ages ago.” It wasn’t that Jamie was being a dick, he just truly didn’t understand. He was trying to change and he thought that was enough. Of course he regretted what he did, but the past was the past, and he wasn’t sure what he could do to fix that now it was behind him. “And I’m sorry that I did it, but I can’t change it. I would, if I could, but I can’t. So why can’t we be friends again?”

“Because accountability matters, Jamie.” The words felt like a dagger to his chest. He’d heard them before, in an all too similar context, and his heart was aching like you’d walked in on him in your apartment that night. He couldn’t tell you why he did what he did, and he knew that that was what you needed to hear the most - an apology and an explanation. Jamie knew he could only ever give you one, and that that would never be enough to fix the damage he’d done. “And you don’t get to fuck someone else, break my heart and then be my friend again. It just doesn’t work like that.”

You packed up your bottle into your bag, zipped up your coat and pulled your scarf tighter around your neck. “Don’t try and be my friend when we come back in the new year. Have a good Christmas Jamie.” And just like that, you’d slipped through his fingers again.

an : sorry there was such a delay in fics my lovelies, I’ve had a very busy week starting my new job (!!!!!!) and starting rugby training again now the season has begun (!!!!!!!) here’s a fic! More to come! Possible part 2 to this too? What do we think? Love you all! mwah <3333

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