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Lane: Of course you haven’t packed your record player yet. The clunkiest thing in this entire room and you choose to pack it last. Jamie: The sound quality is better and no one can convince me otherwise. Now shut it and pick an LP. Lane: ... Can I stay the night? Jamie: I would love that. We have to drive past your parents’ farm on the way out of town tomorrow, anyway, so Mom should be okay with it. Lane: I hate how casual you’re being about this. Jamie: ... I’m leaving tomorrow, remember? Lane: Yeah, I remember. Don’t remind me.
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Lane: Lia said you’ve known for a month. That your dad got the job in July and they gave him a month to get out there for his first day. Jamie: Yes. That’s true. Lane: Were you ever going to tell me? Or were you just going to disappear?! God--fuck! Jamie: Laney-- Lane: You do not get to call me that right now. Jamie: -sighs- Lane, you need to breathe. You’re getting worked up. Lane: Breathe? Fucking breathe?! Jesus, Jamie, you’re moving across the country and you didn’t tell me! Of course I’m worked up! Jamie: I--I don’t know what you want me to say. Jamie: Mom told us and--and I didn’t want to go. I don’t think it’s a good idea. But-- -sighs- the girls are excited. And Mom’s super supportive of Dad’s new job. I don’t want to be the only one screaming ‘red flags! Red flags!’ And ruin it for everyone. Then I realized I had to tell you. And-- I’m ashamed of how I handled this, but I thought if I could just pretend I wasn’t going a little longer that I wouldn’t have to go. Jamie: I was going to tell you! Last Thursday, when I picked you up from work. I had a whole speech prepared. But--but I lost my nerve. I chickened out. We were having such a nice time and I--I didn’t want to ruin it. I didn’t know if I was going to get to have that again. It was selfish. I never meant for you to find out this way, Lane, I swear. Lane: You’re leaving tomorrow, Jamie. Lane: God, I--I am so mad at you right now. I want to just walk out that door and never come back. Jamie: ...But? Lane: But I know I’m going to miss you like hell. And maybe I want to be a little selfish, too. Jamie: Come sit with me? We can listen to music--I haven’t packed my record player yet. Lane: Of course you haven’t packed your record player yet. The clunkiest thing in this entire room and you choose to pack it last. Jamie: The sound quality is better and no one can convince me otherwise. Now shut it and pick an LP. Lane: ... Can I stay the night? Jamie: I would love that. We have to drive past your parents’ farm on the way out of town tomorrow, anyway, so Mom should be okay with it. Lane: I hate how casual you’re being about this. Jamie: ... I’m leaving tomorrow, remember? Lane: Yeah, I remember. Don’t remind me.
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Jamie McAlister by @radioactivedotcom Twinbrook St. by @peonypyxels reshade preset by @intravertt helvetihand italic by @softpine
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Trouvaille (n.): 3/3
We went for a drive, 2:30 in the morning I kissed you, it was pouring We held each other tight before the night was over
5:03am August 24 the day Jamie leaves Brindleton Bay
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2:33am 5 hours until the McAlisters leave for Del Sol Valley
Lane: Jamie... Jaaamie... -whispering- Jamie, wake up. You can’t sleep. Lane: Jamie, you gotta wake up. You leave soon. Jamie: -snuffling- Hm? Lane: Good morning, sunshine. Jamie: What time is it? Lane: 2:30. You fell asleep for about an hour. Jamie: Sorry. Lane: S’okay. You’re allowed to be tired. But you leave soon. And I’m selfish. Jamie: -turns over- Can I tell you something? Lane: Woah, sudden burst of energy much? -laughs- Of course you can. Jamie: I’m gay. Lane: I know. Jamie: WHAT?! How did you know! Lane: Wh-- I thought it was obvious! Jamie: What?? What about my sexuality is ‘obvious?’ Lane: I dunno! You, like, stare at the track players at school, sometimes? Which, like, no shame, they’re kinda hot, but-- I don’t know! You’re gay! That makes sense in my brain! Jamie: -falls on the bed- Oh my god I can’t believe you knew. Lane: I mean, Jamie, my siblings are queer. Fuck, my sister has a girlfriend! How could I not notice my best friend goin’ around looking at track players’ butts? Jamie: -laughs- Fuck you! Oh my god, I can’t believe you noticed. I thought I was being subtle, for god’s sake. Lane: You are anything but, my friend.
4:38am 2 hours until the McAlisters leave for Del Sol Valley
Lane: You still awake? Jamie: Yeah. Lane: Can... Can I try something? Jamie: Sure. Lane: Just-- -Lane climbs on top of Jamie- -they kiss- Lane: -voice shaking- I wish you didn’t have to go tomorrow. Jamie: Me neither, Laney. Me neither.
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Jamie McAlister by @radioactivedotcom Twinbrook St. by @peonypyxels reshade preset by @intravertt Helvetihand italic by @softpine
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Finifugal: (3/5)
The Tanner Farm 4 days before Jamie leaves for Del Sol
Lia: ...Okay. I just--he’s so... attached to you. I’m worried how he might take it. Jamie: Me, too, Lia. I love him. He’s too good. He doesn’t deserve this. Lia: That’s precisely why I’m worried.
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Lia: Exactly! That’s what I told him, but he didn’t want to listen. At least I got to make out with a senior. -giggles- Lia: -Lia laughs- Oh my god, Laney told me about that! He said you, like, took a nosedive off that pool ledge. Jamie: Lia? Lia: Hey, Nat, my brother’s weird friend is here, let me call you back. Jamie: -sighs- Lia-- Lia: Laney’s not here. He’s still at the clinic. Jamie:  Okay, thanks, See you around. Lia: Jamie, just--why haven’t you told him? Jamie: I don’t--I don’t know, Lia. Jamie: I’m still dealing with it, took. I-- I don’t want to leave. I like my life here, my friends. Mom tells me it’ll all work out, but I’m not sure. I feel like... I feel like Del Sol is the worst place our family could go right now. And I’m expected to just... be okay with leaving my best friend? How the hell can I be accepted to tell him? “Oh, sorry, Lane, I know we’ve been friends for ten years, sorry, I gotta go!” Lia: I get that, but-- you get where I’m coming from, right? Like he’s my brother and you’ve been lying to him-- Jamie: Okay, I get this lecture, like, everyday from my mom. Please not from you, too. I finally have the courage to tell him today, okay? Lia: ...Okay. I just--he’s so... attached to you. I’m worried how he might take it. Jamie: Me, too, Lia. I love him. He’s too good. He doesn’t deserve this. Lia: That’s precisely why I’m worried.
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farmhouse lot by @softpine James McAlister by @radioactivedotcom reshade preset by @intravertt
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