#Jaime Jameson

[pat1dee]

Thanos by Jim Starlin and Jaime Jameson

[theragsagainstthemachine]

Enough about me. Let’s listen to Jim Starlin and Jaime Jameson talk about me, I mean, ORDER and OUTRAGE:

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[seresinhangmanjake]

From Two to Four

Single Dad!Jake Seresin x Single Mom!reader

Summary: a trip to the movie theater with your son becomes more eventful when you meet a man and manage to save his daughter's birthday from being ruined.

notes: this is going to be a mini series from @rosiahills22 request :)

warnings: none.

Words: 841

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PART 1:

Your arm is being yanked on but that isn't unusual. With the way your son is, you're surprised you've not had a trip to the hospital to have your shoulder shoved back into its socket. He's strong for his age, and with the handful he is already, you just know you're in for more surprises as he ages; ones you can only hope you'll know how to tackle on your own.

Jamie pulls you through small crowd after small crowd in his effort to make it to the treats. Only when you're in line does he drop your hand so he can press his nose against the glass shelf displaying every variety of candy he could possibly want. A sugar-high child was not in your plans for the day, but you refuse to dull his excitement.

"Mommy, can we get rainbow gummies?"

His voice blends with a sudden cry, and you turn your head to find a small girl leaning against one of the theater's decorative pillars. Her blue tutu is scrunched in her little hands, and the bedazzled tiara on her head is beginning to slip sideways. Softly brushing away her tears is a man crouched in front of her. He tries to right her crown as her finger shoots directly toward the large movie poster behind the man's head.

"Daddy!"

"I know, baby, I know. But it’s sold out," he sighs. "We'll come back tomorrow, OK? I'm sorry."

He stands straight and takes her hand, a look of utter heartbreak marring his handsome features when he begins to lead her past you toward the door. 

"Excuse me,” comes out of your mouth without a thought. 

When he pauses, the little girl nearly bumps into the back of his calf. His eyes meet yours, and the tenseness tightening his brow and the line of his lips soothes. 

“I don’t mean to bother you, but I have two extra tickets to the same movie if you want them."

A dark blond brow raises. “You’re going to see The Dragon Princess of Amethyst Mountain 2?”

“Well, the first one had such a gripping storyline." You chuckle at the amused expression on his face. “My son is with me,” you say and look behind you at the boy all but licking the glass case in anticipation. “Jaime, come here, sweetheart.”

Candy magically forgotten, Jamie bounds over to you with the widest of grins, stopping right beside you to stare up at the man.

“Hi!” he says loudly and clearly, with a certain confident authority only a four-year-old could possess. “I’m Jameson “Jamie”.

The man laughs. “Hi Jameson “Jamie”, I’m Jake, and this is Olive.”

Jamie’s eyes immediately go to the girl. His head tilts. “Like the snack?”

“Jamie, honey, don’t say–”

“Yea,” the girl pipes up, her tiny fist rubbing at the dried tears below her eye. 

Your boy's eyes light up, and you know what he's about to say before it exits his mouth. “I love olives!”

"Really?"

"Yep yep!"

Jake chuckles, releases his daughter's hand, and moves to stand beside you so he may join you in watching your children form an instant bond. 

"Just so you know," he says, leaning closer, "I didn't name my child after a food, intentionally."

You don't care what and why he named his child as you watch Jamie take an immediate liking to her. He needs a friend, and you've never seen him invested quite so quickly. 

"Hey, I don't judge," you reply, making the man laugh again. You're starting to like it. It's deep and husky and has an intoxicating element that wants to lure you into your own fit of giggles. 

"I'm Jake," he formally introduces, sticking out his hand for you to shake. You do so as you offer your name in return. "So how did you end up with extra tickets to the best movie in town?"

"I've got a sister who's a flake and a brother-in-law with a missing backbone," you say before clicking your tongue. "Which is a shame, honestly, because I think he really wanted to see it."

"Well, I hate to say I'm thankful for that, but you've just saved my daughter's birthday, so…"

"Daddy," Olive calls, her entire mood having taken a complete shift, "can we get rainbow gummies?"

"Sure, baby."

Jamie and Olive jump up and down, their hands tightly clasped together. Then your son hurriedly leads the girl back over to the candy case to show her everything she's about to enjoy.

"How old?" you ask.

"Four."

"So is Jamie."

As if on cue, Jamie looks back at you. "Mommy, and cookie dough bites?"

"Your boy's got a good appetite," Jake says, crossing his arms and nodding his head Jamie's way. 

"Oh, just you wait. He'll want–"

"And popcorn, Mommy?"

You snort. "See?"

Jake's eyes travel over your face, pulling forth a light blush that you can already feel heating your cheeks. His wide open lips display pearly whites, and there is a glint in his gaze when he says, "Well we better get them their snacks then."

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A/N: More to come for this little series! I hope you liked it :)

tags: @wkndwlff @sagittarius-flowerchild @dempy @kmc1989 @oliviah-25 @xoxabs88xox @matisse556 @hardballoonlove @ssa-sadboi @lynnevanss @pono-pura-vida @tgmreader @amgluvsbooks @ravenhood2792

[hazelsmirrorball]

Spiderman's biggest Fan | Jaime Reyes

summary:  Jaime Reyes is the biggest spiderman fan. His girlfriend on the other hand is Spiderman's biggest hater. 

pairings: Jaime Reyes x Fem! Reader 

a/n:  I’ve been wanting to do this for a while but as I was walking towards my literature class I saw a big ass spider so that inspired me to write this. This will probably have a second part if you guys want.

warning: English isn’t my main language

[MASTERLIST]

part two. part three. part four part five

Superheroes wasn’t a new term for the citizens of Palmera City. They were aware of the crimes that the cities around them would face like Metropolis or Gotham City. But Palmera city wasn’t a goldmine for a lot of villains to show up but there were a few constant ones like  Doctor Octopus, Electro, the Rhino and occasionally some more. Before Blue Beetle had come around there had been a few super heroes that would patrol from time to time. Superheroes from the Justice League would pass by which added to people's curiosity, and by people mainly Milagro and Jaime. They loved the entertainment that it brought to Palmera. It made Palmera City more interesting. People had mixed reactions to superheroes, even though they were supposed to keep “humans” safe, some people had love-hate relationships with them, but some people were like the Reyes family. 

Before the whole Khaji-Da situation, Milagro and Jaime would obsess over heroes. Collecting comics, occasionally buying merchandise, collecting news articles with their favorite heroes and other things Milagro and Jaime would be ashamed of even mentioning. Superheroes  was something Jaime and Milagro bonded over. Even when Jaime left for his pre-law degree in Gotham City,  he made sure he  would snap pictures of the titans or batman when he got a glimpse of them. He even snuck a few pics of Red Hood beating the shit out of the joker.  The pictures would end up in the group chat he had with his sister and his girlfriend, Y/n. Milagro loved seeing all the heroes, gushing over the titans from time to time while Y/n would just leave the text message on read. Milagro would reciprocate the messages by sending him pictures of their all time favorite superhero, Spiderman.    

Spiderman was the shit in Palmera city, everyone went crazy about that man. Spiderman had been spiderman for a long time now. Keeping crime to a minimum in Palmera, he kept Palmera safe. Spiderman was Palmeras Batman or Superman. He was deeply loved by the people. Excluding the media and Kord enterprises. Depending on which news was your go to, you would see John Jameson bashing Spiderman or other news outlets talking wonders about him. But the city of Palmera hated both Kord and John Jameson so Spiderman didn’t have to worry that much. 

Even though Spiderman was a national treasure no one had a clue of who he was and it  intrigued Jaime. The fact that there was a possibility that he had seen spiderman around in his normal attire. Jaime and Milagro would see him from afar fighting crime and that would be the start of the gushing train. They only had one interaction with the man. Nana, Milagro and Jaime had gone to get groceries and before they could even process what was going on someone was robbing the store. It didn’t take long for Spiderman to show up and save the day. Both of them stared in awe from afar not wanting to disturb him. That day was one of the top days in their life. 

Y/n, Jaime’s girlfriend of seven years, on the other hand didn’t understand their infatuation with superheroes. She had known the siblings ever since diapers and they usually would have a lot of things in common. Knowing each other for years made them click with a lot of things  but it was weird for her to click with them on that specific topic. She was on the other side of the spectrum. She could care less about the heroes, it’s not like it affected her directly.  At least that’s what her boyfriend thought. 

From Jaimes perspective Y/n hated Spiderman. She didn’t stand him, every time Milagro or him would mention Spiderman she would tense up and roll her eyes, clearly annoyed. She didn’t like the subject. Y/n would walk away groaning when Spiderman would show up on the news while Jaime and Milagro would gush about him. At some point Jaime thought it was mere jealousy but he quickly pushed that thought away when he brought it up. Y/n mentioned that she just didn't understand what was all the fuss about. That to her these superheroes was just some bullshit that she didn’t want to deal with. That maybe Jameson was right, the world could live without Spiderman,the world could live without heroes. 

“Heroes just make us “normal people” a charity case and you are eating that bullshit up” Y/n defended herself  as looked at her boyfriend's shirt. I love spiderman written in the same font as those New York tourist shirts, spiderman being in the heart . Jaime looked at her with puppy dog eyes pouting as he hugged himself. 

“So that’s a no on being spidermen for halloween?” He asked softly as she groaned leaving him alone  

So when the whole Khaji-Da situation came creeping into Jaime’s life he hid it from his longtime girlfriend. He didn’t know how such a beautiful person like Y/n would stay with him in a relationship for so long. He couldn’t risk fucking things up, he didn’t choose to have Khaji-Da. He made his family swear that they wouldn’t say a word to her. Which they hesitantly agreed, respecting Jaime’s decision. He hated hiding things from the love of his life, but from the back of his head he would imagine what you would think about him now that he had “powers” and you were using them for good. It didn’t mean he was a superhero, right? 

Jaime saw a future with Y/n and being Blue Beetle wasn’t going to change that in the slightest. They were going to finish grad school, get married and have a family. So even if he did feel guilty about hiding such a big secret he would have to keep it a secret to save their relationship. In Y/n eyes Jaime found a job at Kord industries and he worked nights, which wasn’t a complete lie. So that made him feel a little less guilty. Y/n was one of the most important things in his life and he wasn’t going to lose her, never in a million years. 

But after the Reyes household burned down, Y/n had offered the Reyes family to stay with her and her aunt Marisol until everything was settled, which they agreed. So there they were the Reyes and the L/N living together. Which made Jaimes secret a little more harder to hide, being under the same for months was going to make things slip. He couldn’t sneak up in his girlfriend's room wearing his suit. So before anything could happen he took a break, he didn’t want to risk her finding out. He needed to take advantage of living with his girlfriend, seeing what it’s like to actually live with her, getting a preview of what’s to come. 

 That’s when Jaime started to pick up on Y/n’s weird behavior. How she would leave on random moments of the day or how she would avoid him at night. She was hiding something and he knew it. After all these years he  could pick up on the little things she did and to him it was pretty obvious that she was hiding something. Something that fucked him over was the fact that he didn’t want to pry because he also knew that he was keeping things from her.  But in his defense it was also for their safety and their relationship. So maybe he should let her have this secret, it wasn’t like she was cheating or something. Y/n wasn’t like that.   

That was until she  slipped into the kitchen spotting Jaime and Milagro eating some cereal while reading the news assuming that was Spider Man's new little stunt. She rolled her eyes walking towards them. She took a sip of Jaimes drink, placing it back down quickly. 

“Buenos dias, nena” Jaime replied, smiling at her in awe making Milagro start her puking noises. 

“Buenos dias! How did you guys sleep?” She said as she  gave Milagro a little squeeze on the shoulder and a peck on Jaimes cheek. Milagro spined the stool to face her while narrowing her eyes at the couple. 

“I slept well, how about you Jaime? How did you sleep” Milagro replied, taking a sip of her drink while looking at Jaime to make him talk. MIlagro wasn’t dumb, she was noticing that the couple wasn’t in synch as usual and she wasn’t going to let her brother fuck it up. 

“Oh, um. I kinda couldn’t sleep. I miss you all night” He replied looking at his girlfriend not knowing what words to use. He didn’t want to sound like an obsessive boyfriend.  

 No offense but since Jaime isn’t going to say it I will. You look like you haven’t slept in years and we all know you are not sleeping here” She exclaimed straddling Y/n. 

“Sorry! I’ve just been taking school seriously  and since I'm doing that I am studying more than usual. I don’t want to have you guys staying all night up because I am doing my work. I just go to the library, that’s all. Don’t worry after midterms I’ll be all yours. Now are you guys still focused on the last spiderman fight? Come on! Shouldn’t you guys be doing something productive with your lives?” Y/n asked  sarcastically, changing the subject as she fixed the hair leaning against Jaimes touch picking up looking towards the newspaper that was on the counter she pushed the hair to the side. 

That’s when Jaime’s heart stopped. His eyes scanned the bruises in Y/n neck and he could feel his heart drop, sickness overcoming his body. He tried to look away from the barely covered hickeys, not wanting to cause a scene in front of Milagro. He couldn’t believe it, studying in the library my ass. He knew he hadn’t left hickeys on her neck, they hadn’t been intimate in a while because of all of her disappearances. The only interaction they were having was the occasional kiss on the cheek but that was about it. Jaime missed her, her kisses and her touch but he also respected her space so he didn’t bother her. But now the thought of her being with someone else scared him. She was keeping things from him and this was the confirmation.

“Ay mija, para mi que Spiderman es novio tuyo. Because why are you always up his ass? You know what they say, if you can’t beat them join them. It is about time you stop that hate train.  I bet he’s really hot. Don’t you think, Jaime?”  Milagro replied, closing the newspaper and turning to the couple. Jaime nodded completely out of it, his head in a different world. 

“No seas estúpida. I just can’t believe you waste your time on that. That’s all” Y/n shrugged, pulling away from Jaime as she felt her phone vibrating. She pulled it out of her pocket reading the text message and for the first time in forever Jaime tried to peak over her shoulder. He needed to know. 

Jaime, please give Y/n her privacy. Respect is important in a relationship 

Khaji-Da words made Jaime sit straight once again. Y/n turned to Jaime pecking his lips quickly, fixing her hair. 

“I have to go but I will see you guys at night. We are still up for movie night, right? Twilight marathon” Y/n asked the siblings as she looked between them. Milagro nodded and Y/n smiled at her.  Y/n took that as a sign, speed walking towards the door but Jaime followed her suspecting that something was going to happen if he let her go. He holds Y/n arm softly standing on her front porch stopping her dead in her tracks.

“Are you hiding something from me?” Jaime asked slowly, letting his words sink into her. Y/n looked at him confused. 

“What are you on about? Jaime, I’m an open book with you. I’m not hiding anything” she replied calmly making Jaime tense even more. Was she really lying to him? 

“Y/n I can see. I can see the hickeys on your neck” Jaime replied harshly leaving Y/n wide eyed. She swallows hard thinking on how to talk to her but before a word could slip out of her mouth her phone vibrates again.

“I really need to go. Can we please talk about this when I get back?” She replied waiting for Jaime to answer but he stayed quiet trying to fight the anger he was bottling up. When she noticed he wasn’t going to reply Y/n headed her way leaving Jaime on the porch with his emotions. 

She hated herself for leaving her boyfriend after he accused her of cheating. Things weren’t looking good for her. All the sneaking around, all the little lies and the sleepless nights. She was hiding things but it wasn’t the fact that she was cheating. It all had one thing in common.

Spiderman. 

Y/n knew spiderman a little more than Jaime and MIlagro thought. They had a deeper connection than they could ever imagine. 

 When she was fifteen she found herself walking home after a long day of school when she had stumbled upon a spider that not shortly after decided to bite her. But to her dismay she didn’t get deadly poisoned because of the bite instead she got inhuman powers. A radioactive spider gave her superhuman strength ,superhuman speed, superhuman reflexes, superhuman durability, spider-senses and other inexplicable superhuman things. That’s the day spiderman was born.   

She didn’t hate superheroes. She in fact loved them. Shewould feel so accomplished when Jaime fangirled about spiderman but Y/n didn’t want to raise suspicions she acted like she hated everything to do with superheroes. No one in her family knew about her little powers and she intended to keep it that way. After losing her parents and her uncle she didn’t want her aunt to worry about her, she already had too much things on her plate. She wanted to protect the people she loved and if she wanted that they had to be unaware of her powers.  When the bite happened she had started dating Jaime and around the same moment Jaimes obsession with Spiderman started. Y/n hadn’t agreed with the name spiderman but people assuming she was a man made the suspicion of it being her less. So she kept the name, after fighting crime alone in Palmera City some people have gained an eye on her, offering her place in the Justice League, which she gratefully declined not wanting to leave Jaime alone. So they would come around from time to time to work with her. 

It wasn’t hard for her to hide the secret identity from Jaime. With him working late at night and helping around the house he didn’t have time to notice her sneaking out. But now living under the same roof and Jaime rarely going to work made it hard for her. The Justice League needed her help and she was doing the best she could while attempting to balance her relationship. Throughout all the mission Y/n thoughts wandered towards Jaime and how  broken he looked when she left. She was going insane and counting the minutes for her to get back home. She couldn’t even feel the constant hits she was getting while fighting. She got back into reality when Batman decided that the mission was done. After that she swung  through all the buildings trying to get there as soon as possible, not noticing the time. Y/n  quickly climbed the walls of her house slipping into her bedroom window noticing that her door was opened. She watched as Nana walked past the door with her pjs assuring her that she was still on time for the movie night. She slowly crawled on her ceiling as she slipped her mask off. Y/n moved slowly trying not to make any sound as she threw a web to close the door so no one could see her change. When the door was almost closed , Y/n let go of the ceiling with ease letting out an exhausted sigh. She walked towards it tiredly pushing the last few inches closing it. After debating if it was a good idea to have that conversation with his boyfriend, she turned around to face her bed to rest her eyes for at least a few moments. But the shocked look on Milagros face made her freeze dead in her tracks. Milagro let the movies she had in her hands slip as she stared at Y/n with her mouth wide. Y/n followed her expressions trying to think of something to say. 

“What was that?” Aunt Marisol yelled from the kitchen. Y/n swallowed hard, quickly biting her lip. She quickly turned around heading towards the door before anyone else could enter the room worried about the loud bang. 

“ U-uh  it-it’s nothing! Nothing.” Y/n exclaimed looking at the door but quickly looking at Milagro again. Her face was in utter shock as she tried to think of words to say. 

“You’re the Spiderman from…..the news” She said slowly, still inspecting the suit, the shocked look on her face not leaving. Y/n breathing got unevenly quick as she tried to find some sort of excuse to shake Milagro off. 

“I’m not. I’m not” Y/n replied nervously  as she tapped her chest letting the  suit expand, turning bigger which made it slip from her body leaving her in her underwear. 

“You were on the ceiling,” Milagro replied pointing up at the ceiling, her hand shaking with nerves. 

“No I wasn’t! Milagro what are you doing in my room!? You can’t just bust into my room!” With that she could hear someone's steps coming towards her room making her quickly move in front of Milagro as her aunt opened the door.

“The turkey meatloaf recipe es una mierda! We decided to order food. Are you guys, Milagro, do you want to eat something?”  Aunt Marisol asked as she waved smoke out with a rag. 

“Ye-”

“No! We already have food here for are movie night. Don’t worry Aunt Mary” Y/n exclaimed all jumpy trying to get her out as soon as possible. 

“Okay then ... .Maybe but on some clothes” her aunt replied while pointing to her semi naked body. She quickly grabbed the nearest shirt covering her body while nodding. Aunt Marisol closed the door as both of them looked at the place she once stood at.

“She doesn’t know?!” Milagro whisperedyelled as she walked towards the door. Y/n slipped the shirt on blocking her path. 

“No one knows! Well Batman knows because he made my suit but that’s it!” She said in the same tone, getting stressed out. 

“Batman made you that? Are you in the Justice League?” Milagro asked excitedly. While she just shook her head nervously. 

“Well basically… You can’t tell anybody about this, you have to keep it a secret” She said as she watched Milagro almost faint on her bed. As Milagro held her body against the nearest wall Y/n walked towards her. 

“Secret what, why?” 

“If she finds out, if Jaime finds out that there’s people out to kill me every night they are not going to let me do this anymore. Come on, Milagro. Please ” Y/n whispered-yelled with a panicked look on her face pointing towards the door. 

“Okay, okay, okay. I will level with you. I don’t think you should keep this a secret. This is the best thing that has ever happened to you. I mean Y/n…” Milagro exclaimed wanting Y/n to tell everyone, specially Jaime and Marisol. 

“They can not know! I can’t do that to them right now. You know…..with everything that is happening to her…to him…to them…to you, to us! Please Milagro” Y/n replied desperately trying to catch her breath. Milagro look at her knowingly, her gaze softening. 

“Okay” 

“Just swear it, okay?” 

“I swear,” Milagro replied, smiling at her softly, trying to ease her nerves. 

“Thank you…. I can’t believe this is happening right now. “ Y/n replied as she walked towards the other extreme of the room trying to calm herself. 

“Can I try the suit on?…” 

“No” 

“How does it work? Is it magnets? How do you shoot the strings? Why are you spiderman if you are a spiderwoman?”

“I’ll talk to you about this tomorrow. I just need to rest, please” Y/n replied taking Milagros by the hand walking her towards the door. 

“Wait, so you aren’t cheating on Jaime!” She replied before she left the room.

“No! It isn’t a hickey, it's a bruise from the fight you guys were reading about '' Y/n exclaimed before closing the door leaning her head against it. She scanned her room, her eyes failing on her mirror noticing she was wearing Jaimes “I love Spiderman”. 

That’s why they say you should never meet your idols. It will be disappointing when you see how they truly are.

part two. part three

[MASTERLIST]

[pupsmailbox]

STARTING WITH J

MASCULINE︰ jace. jack. jackie. jackson. jacob. jaden. jadyn. jaiden. jairo. jake. jalen. jamari. james. jameson. jamey. jamie. jamir. jamison. jared. jaren. jarod. jaron. jarred. jarvis. jase. jasiah. jason. jasper. javier. javyn. jax. jaxen. jaxon. jaxson. jaxton. jaxtyn. jaxxon. jay. jayce. jayceon. jaycob. jayden. jaylen. jayson. jaziel. jeb. jeff. jefferson. jeffery. jeffrey. jem. jemmy. jensen. jenson. jeorge. jepson. jerald. jeremiah. jeremy. jerold. jerry. jess. jesse. jessie. jesus. jett. jim. jimmy. jin. jo. joaquin. joe. joel. joey. john. johnathan. johnie. johnny. johnson. jojo. jon. jonah. jonas. jonathan. jonathon. jones. jordan. jordon. jorge. jose. joseph. josey. josh. joshua. josiah. joss. josue. jovi. joyce. juan. judah. jude. judson. julian. julias. julien. julio. julius. julyan. justice. justin.

FEMININE︰ jacey. jaci. jacinda. jacinth. jackalyn. jacki. jackie. jacklyn. jaclyn. jacqueline jacquelyn. jacquetta. jacqui. jada. jade. jaden. jadyn. jae. jaida. jaiden. jaime. jaimie. jaki. jakki. jamey. jami. jamie. jan. janae. jane. janeka. janel. janele. janella. janelle. janene. janessa. janet. janetta. janette. janey. janice. janie. janine. janis janna. jannah. jannette. jannine. january. jaqueline. jaquelyn. jaslene. jaslyn jasmin. jasmine. jasmyn. jaycee. jayda. jayde. jayden. jaye. jayla. jaylah. jaylee. jayleen. jaylen. jaylene. jaylin. jaylyn. jaylynn. jayma. jayme. jayna jayne. jaynie. jazlyn. jazmin. jazmine. jazmyn. jean. jeana. jeane. jeanette jeanie. jeanine. jeanna. jeanne. jeannette. jeannie. jeannine. jemima. jemma jen. jena. jenae. jenelle. jenessa. jeni. jenifer. jenn. jenna. jenni. jennica jennie. jennifer. jenny. jeri. jerilyn. jerrie. jess. jessa. jessalyn. jessamine. jessamyn. jessi. jessica. jessie. jessika. jessy. jessye. jewel. jewell. jill. jillian. jillie. jilly. jimmie jinny. jo. joan. joandra. joanie. joann. joanna. joanne. jobeth. jocelin jocelyn. jodene. jodi. jodie. jody. joella. joelle. joetta. johna. johnie. johnna johnnie. joi. joisse. jojo. joleen. jolene. jolie. joline. jonelle. jonette. joni. jonie. jonquil. jools. jordan. jordana. jordin. jordyn. jorie. jorja. josceline. joselyn josepha. josephina. josephine. josie. joslyn. joss. josslyn. journee. journey. journi. joy. joyce. joye. jream. jude. judi. judie. judith. judy. jules julia. juliana. julianna. julianne. julie. juliet. july. june. juniper justice. justina. justine. justy.

NEUTRAL︰ jabre. jac. jace. jacey. jack. jackal. jackey. jackie. jacky. jada. jade. jaden. jae. jael. jaelin. jaelyn. jai. jailyn. jaime. jak. jalani. jalen. jam. jamie. jan. jaq. jas. jasper. java. jaw. jay. jaya. jaycee. jayden. jaylen. jaylin. jaylynn. jazz. jean. jeanne. jelani. jelly. jem. jenesis. jennings. jeriah. jericho. jersey. jesiah. jesse. jessie. jet. jewel. jewell. ji. jie. jigsaw. jinx. jireh. jo. joan. jodie. jody. joey. johnnie. join. jojo. jordan. jordi. jordy. jordyn. jorryn. journey. jovi. joy. jream. jru. jrue. ju. jubilee. jude. juke. jule. jules. july. jun. june. junior. juniper. juno. jupiter. justice. justus. jyler. jynx.

[thegrimoiresvoice]

ANOTHER AU!? I know what you're saying... Gwen, you're nuts. But not only are you absolutely right, I think this one might be my most ambitious one yet. As a young nerd, there were two groups. The Marvel fans and the DC fans. And while the rivalry certainly has calmed down a bit, I was almost always torn. So, earlier in the week, I decided to do the one thing that every fanfic writer has tried at least once.

A Marvel/DC crossover.

But unlike the typical realm merger, to put it in Mortal Kombat terms, this is a universe where both properties coexist. For example, picture a group of people walking to a Big Belly Burger while listening to Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson. That's just a fraction. I have an ENTIRE starting cast as well.

Welcome... to Earth-812

JUSTICE LEAGUE

Bruce Wayne/Batman (Alex Organ/Edward Bosco)

Clark Kent/Superman (Talon Warburton)

Diana Prince/Wonder Woman (Grey DeLisle)

Dr. Bruce Banner/Hulk (Sean Chiplock/Lou Ferrigno)

Thor Odinson (Kyle Hebert)

Antoinette Stark/Iron Man (Erica Lindbeck/Andrew Bowen)

Steve Rogers/Captain America (Roger Craig Smith)

TEEN TITANS

Dick Grayson/Robin 1/Nightwing (Scott Menville)

Victor Stone/Cyborg (Khary Payton)

Kory Ander/Starfire (Kelly Rae Boyer)

Rachel Roth/Raven (Amanda Lee)

Garfield Logan/Beast Boy (Ben Schwartz)

Jaime Reyes/Blue Beetle (Miles Luna)

Peter Parker/Spider-Man (Nathan Sharp)

Gwen "Joyce Delaney" Stacy/Ghost Spider (Avril Lavigne)

SINISTER SIX

Slade Wilson/Deathstroke (Bryan Cranston)

???/Joker (Jason Marnocha)

Dr. Otto Octavius/Doctor Octopus (Alfred Molina)

Norman Osborn/Green Goblin (Steve Blum)

Howard Stark/Iron Monger (Jamieson Price)

Eduardo Dorrance/Bane (Danny Trejo)

MIDNIGHT SUNS

Dr. Victor Fries/Mr. Freeze (Arnold Schwarzenegger)

Dr. Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn (Brina Palencia)

Dr. Pamela Isley/Poison Ivy (Venus Terzo)

Nanaue Shei'ark/King Shark (Fred Tatasciore)

Louise Lincoln/Killer Frost (Jennifer Hale)

Edalyn Brock/Venom (Stephanie Beatriz/Lzzy Hale)

Kara Danvers/Supergirl (Addie Amick)

Johnny "Blaze" Ketch and Dani Ketch/Ghost Rider 1 and 2 (Clifford Chapin and Erica Mendez)

Wade Wilson/Deadpool (James A. Janisse)

Eric Brooks/Blade (Christopher Judge)

SWORDS OF RAO

Zod (Liam O'Brien)

Faora (Lauren Babic)

Non (Keith Ferguson)

GAMMA FREAKS

Dr. Brian Banner/The Father (Jim Cummings)

Rick Jones/Red Hulk (Nolan North/Darin De Paul)

Emil Blonsky/Abomination (Ike Amadi)

CULT OF FLAME

Cletus Kassady/Carnage (Robert Englund/Jacob Craner)

Frances Barrison/Shriek (Cree Summer)

Mephisto (Alan Lee)

X-MEN

Professor Charles Xavier (Peter Capaldi)

James "Logan" Howlett/Wolverine (Steve Blum)

Hannah Marie/Rogue (Meghan Black)

Remy LeBeau/Gambit (Christina Vee, but with a Cajun accent)

Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin/Colossus (Stefan Kapičić)

Illyana Rasputin/Magik (Anya-Taylor Joy)

UNAFFILIATED

Dr. Curt Connors/Lizard (Rob Zombie)

Max Dillon/Electro (Jamie Foxx)

Oswald Cobblepot/Penguin (Danny DeVito)

Dr. Joana Crane/Scarecrow (Kathleen Barr)

Waylon Jones/Killer Croc (Ron Perlman)

Victor von Doom/Doctor Doom (Lex Lang)

Erik Lensherr/Magneto (David Sobolov)

Frank Castle/Punisher (Thomas Jane)

Jason Todd/Robin 2/Red Hood (Jensen Ackles)

Flint Marko/Sandman (John DiMaggio)

Nick Fury (Karl Urban)

L. Thompsin Lincoln/Tombstone (Keith David)

Anastasia Kravenoff/Kraven the Hunter (Mariya Aranova)

Quinten Beck/Mysterio (Bruce Campbell)

Alexsei Systevich/Rhino (Paul Giamatti)

[a-skirmish-of-wit-and-lit]

This question was inspired by a gwynriel reblog (although I do know you reblog elriel stuff too so I’m assuming you like both) but what are some book ships that you have that you wished were canon/wish will be canon for ongoing series?

Hi there, nonnie! Thanks for the ask. :D

I do like both Gwynriel and Elriel. And Elucien, too. (I even shipped Mor and Azriel back in the day, when the series was still in its infancy.) I'm a walking contradiction, what can I say? I think you'll find that I'm pretty open and flexible when it comes to ships/shipping. I am an unapologetic multi-shipper, so all that I really require is intriguing characters and imagination. 🙃

As for your question, I think one of the ships I most want to be canon is Jaime and Brienne from ASOIAF. If GRRM ever finishes and publishes TWOW (I've been waiting impatiently for YEARS!!!), I am hoping that comes to fruition. 🤞🏻I would love for some canon Gendry/Arya as well.

I was also hoping for a Grayson/Avery endgame in The Inheritance Games trilogy by Jennifer Lynn Barnes. I mean, I did enjoy Avery/Jameson as well - they had a playfulness that was pleasing - but Avery/Grayson had a convoluted intensity that I thought was entrancing and deserved more development. (There is a book 4 coming, though. So who knows what'll happen.)

There's also The Ballad of Never After trilogy by Stephanie Garber. Evangeline and Jacks have such a heady dynamic, and given the cliffhanger at the end of book two, I'm so curious to see if/how they'll end up together.

In the Grisha trilogy, I was and am an Alarkling/Darklina girlie. I loved how they were opposite sides of the same coin and I'll never not be disappointed by how that series ended. It's that light/darkness trope. I'm a sucker for opposites attract, too. And their chemistry was *chef's kiss* I never warmed to Mal and Alina for various reasons, even though I typically eat up friends to lovers dynamics. I did enjoy Nikolai and Alina, though!

In If We Were Villians, which is a standalone, I was genuinely torn between Oliver/Meredith and James/Oliver. I still can't decide.

Oooh, another one is the HP series. I get on board with canon Romione, but I always liked the idea of Harry and Hermione more. They had a really healthy and supportive dynamic and I think that would have parlayed well into romance. Also, I totally crack ship the hell out of Dramione.

I'm sure there are others I'm forgetting but these are the ones that jumped to the forefront of my mind.

[thanosthetitan]

By Jim Starlin & Jaime Jameson

[englishmansdcc]

DREADSTAR RETURNS review (and interview with Starlin & Jameson) - A Legend Returns (Starlin, Jameson, Lanphear, Smith) Ominous Press

Coming soon is the sequel to Jim Starlin's DREADSTAR saga, DREADSTAR RETURNS from Starlin, Jaime Jameson, @artmonkeys, & Phil Smith. Our own @DarrenShulman has reviewed the title, and he also got a chance to talk to both Starlin & Jameson about the title.

Writer, Penciler, Colorist: Jim StarlinInker: Jaime JamesonLetterer: Dave Lanphear (of A Larger World Studios)Book Design & Layout: Phil Smith Thanks to Paul Christensen with PAL Public Relations for the review copy! Thanos. Gamora.  Drax.  The Infinity Gauntlet. If you have enjoyed the Marvel Cinematic Universe (or the comics), you can thank Jim Starlin for his creations. Now, after a long…

[pat1dee]

Dr Doom by Jim Starlin and Jaime Jameson

[theragsagainstthemachine]

With sincere regrets, I’ve been informed that Order and Outrage will not be moving forward beyond issue 4 which just recently came out this past Wednesday.

I want to thank those who took the plunge and decided to give O&O a try. Jim Starlin, Jaime Jameson, Hailey Renee and I sincerely appreciate your patronage.

Here’s to other things.

[woodenstringsandcrickets]

(gets really attatched to a character) i cannot add them to my list of names. i cannot add them to my list of names. i cannot add

[ajoblotofjunk]

One of my favorite JB dynamics is -

Brienne: I would like to date you now Jaime: Great! What should we name our first three kids?

[sapphires-and-gold-fics]

Fictober Day 8: “Can you stay?”

Fandom: Game of Thrones / ASOIAF

Characters: Jaime Lannister / Brienne of Tarth, Selwyn Tarth

Summary: Civil War au where Brienne is there when Jaime kills Aerys - it's a whole thing that literally no one asked for. Very tame in terms of content.

Notes: Yes, Jaime is short for Jameson. That is what I call him when I'm disappointed in him, or worried about him, or concerned that he's been a blundering idiot about something. Oh, Jameson.

Read on AO3

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Jaime was sure he was dying. He hadn’t planned on it when he’d decided to take down the General, but he supposed it was what he deserved for having fought on the wrong side of the war.

Fighting to “preserve their way of living” was what his father and sister expected of him, even if he’d long ago rejected it for himself. But removing to the city from the plantation was hardly an improvement. If he’d gone north like his brother, perhaps his sister’s claws could have been yanked out. If he’d gone north, perhaps he’d have been on the right side when war came. Instead he’d let his sister walk him down to the enlistment office.

He thought of her when he fought. He couldn’t kill enough make penance for her contrite brand of maliciousness, but maybe if he came out of this alive he could live to see her children, if she ever had any, grow up to be better than their elders. The thought kept him moving, gave him hope. He wanted to live.

But then he was commanded to stand by while General Aerys burned escaped slaves who’d been found trying to cross the border, and he couldn’t proffer up a single valid excuse to himself.

Aerys had claimed to have spotted a Union spy in the woods and he wanted first crack at him. Jaime had followed at a comfortable distance, knowing that this could be his one chance to stop the madness Aerys was often seeing phantoms in the woods, and Jaime knew that this time was no different. As the woods grew denser, Jaime got closer, less comfortable. Close enough to thrust his sword through Aery’s back, but not quite close enough to have spotted the flesh and blood Union soldier that Aerys has been tailing. This time it hadn’t been a hallucination. This soldier had lifted his rifle to his shoulder just as Jaime had dealt the killing blow. As a result, the shot meant for Aerys shattered Jaime’s forearm.

He cried out and tried to regain his sword with his left hand, but he fumbled it and it landed on the ground as Jaime pressed his spine against the nearest tree, in agony. The soldier stepped in front of him and kicked the blade away with his heel, and then peered down at him - his glance heated and clear and blue.

“I saw what you did,” she said - she! Jaime was sure he was dying. “He was tracking me and I finally had a clear shot to defend myself but you killed him, why?”

“You’re a woman? Of course this is how I die.”

“You’re not going to die, it’s just your arm.”

“Says the lunatic who shot me.”

“Why did you do it,” she demanded more urgently.

“He was an evil man.”

“You saved my life.”

“I thought you were a figment of his imagination,” Jaime would have shrugged but for the excruciating pain. He slid to the ground, propped up by the tree. “I’m dying.”

“You’re not. You can make it back to your troops. Find yourself a surgeon.”

He caught her eye - that astonishing blue gaze. “Can you stay? Stay with a dying man. It’s said that drowning makes for a peaceful death.”

“You’re wounded, not drowning.”

“Let me drown in your eyes.”

“You’re delirious. You must be losing a lot of blood.”

She removed his coat and he gritted his teeth, breathing through the pain as best he could. After examining the wound, she removed her own coat and fashioned a sling. He groaned seeing her form through her crisp uniform shirt, the slight narrowing of her waist... he felt himself harden absurdly at the thought of what lay beneath. It had just been too long since he’d beheld a woman that his body must be confused, he thought, even if she did have astonishing eyes.

She worked diligently. “There. Go back to your camp like this. They’ll think you were in a shootout with Union forces and took a coat from the dead for your arm.”

“I’d be labeled a hero. But I’m not. I killed my commander.”

“You had your reasons I think, Captain...?”

“Jameson.”

“You saved my life whatever your intentions were, Captain Jameson.”

He chuckled, “Not - it’s Jaime. Jameson Lannister. Just call me Jaime.”

“Lannister... are you...?”

“If you’re asking after the impish southern abolitionist, that would be my brother, Tyrion. The two of us share a belief system, a moral code, but only one of us was brave enough to act on it before this mess began.”

“Is that what you did today? Act on your beliefs?”

“Is there honor in stabbing a man in the back?”

“There is if the man is wicked.”

“My father would disagree.”

“Go back to your men. Tell them - tell them that you and your commander were set upon.”

“It’s my weapon. They’ll know. They won’t ask why, they’ll just string me up.”

She huffed and seemed to deliberate something rapidly in her mind until finally she put out her left hand. “Let me help you up.”

“I told you, I’m dying.”

“You’re not. You’re going to live. You saved my life and now I want to repay the debt. My camp is... not far. I’ll bring you there.”

“A prisoner? I’m sure one such as you would enjoy seeing me in irons, no thank you.”

“No, not a prisoner. I swear it. My father is the commander of the brigade. I shouldn’t have even been out here. I shouldn’t have strayed. But I had smelled your campfires and I thought if I could just get close enough maybe I could better our chances. Then I saw General Aerys and I knew it was my opportunity to upset the balance. My father will be furious when he finds I’ve gone and yes, bringing back a prisoner might assuage that, but I don’t mind his anger. I will bear it. And when I tell him that you saved my life I swear he will protect you.”

“Why are you on the front at all? What sort of father lets his daughter get so close to danger?”

“What sort of father lets any of his children do so? We’re at war, Captain Lannister. And the more people - men and women - who contribute, the quicker it can be over. Now come, before someone comes after you.”

He took her hand and let her drag him deeper into the forest until they came upon a clearing that opened up directly into General Selwyn Tarth’s camp. When he saw him, Jaime nearly ducked and ran off, but his captor held him firm.

“General.”

“Daughter.”

“I was in the woods, I thought—“

“You didn’t think at all. You might have been killed. And now you come back with a rebel who should be in irons?”

“General, this man saved my life. If not for him, I would have been killed.”

“You were foolish, Brienne.”

Her name was Brienne.

“I know it was foolish to go off, I know that. But General Aerys is dead and I am not, all thanks to Captain Lannister. I have promised him safe passage. He saved my life, we owe him that.”

Selwyn peered at him with eyes like his daughters, but dulled with age and perhaps the sight of too many deaths. “You killed Aerys, boy?”

Jaime looked at the taller man as straight on as he could, his arm throbbing. “I did. I would do it again. He was mad.”

Selwyn suddenly let out a hearty laugh, completely inappropriate for the situation. “That he was, boy.” He studied Jaime, and seemed to notice his makeshift sling for the first time.

“Brienne, fetch a surgeon for the captain.”

“I don’t want to lose my arm.”

“They’ll do what they can. Brienne, go, he’ll be in my tent. And after you’ve done, rouse up some more of your clothes for the boy, let’s make him fit in as best we can.”

The surgeon gave Jaime a choice - keep the arm and be in pain the rest of his life, not to mention risk infection, or lose the arm at the elbow and begin healing properly. He was gripping Brienne’s hand with his left when he let them take the other.

After the next skirmish, Selwyn sent his daughter away, and Jaime with her. He believed that the next battle would be severe and he didn’t wish to risk her. And though he had one arm, Jaime would at least lend her some additional protection. This time it was Jaime dragging her away.

They went first to the field hospital to have his arm checked for infection, and from thence they rode the train north to Boston, or in an approximation of “northbound.” Wartime meant the trains were irregular, and the journey indirect and long.

By the time they arrived at Tyion’s door, the war was nearly over. News from the front was that Selwyn had been right. And that battle had been his last. By that time, Jaime and Brienne had slept curled up on each other’s shoulder for almost three weeks, the only comfort on the long road. Tyrion offered them each a guest room in his home but he suspected correctly that one would have sufficed. They didn’t deny themselves for long. And they married days after their arrival.

Months later they finally got word of his family through his father’s sister - the house and farmlands had been destroyed and his father and sister were presumed dead. Jaime offered his aunt a home in the north but she declined, preferring to stay in the south and help her son’s family navigate this new life and build a new home.

Jaime never returned to the south. He was already home.

[simmerberlin]

Newcrest, 07:30

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[crowned-ladybug]

Guarding Dreams

Titles are hard and bullshit and I hate them and it only gets worse when this shit doesn’t even have a plot to get a title from.

Wrote this a couple days ago and eh, it’s okay enough to post. I love these boys and they deserve some fluff. I wanna write a lot more and lot better for them in the future.

No first paragraph preview this time bc it’s fuckin long

Characters: Shawn, Jameson

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: none. Shawn/Jameson.

Shawn all but growls when he hears a knock on the door, not even raising his head from where it’s laid tiredly on his workbench to check who’s come to visit him. Fuck, he’s so tired, his eyes hurt and he can’t focus on anything for longer than half a minute, and he doesn’t want to chat with anyone right now. He wants nothing more than to sleep, but so far there are only two methods he knows to give himself a chance at actually sleeping and not just subjecting himself to night terrors. One of those is pushing himself way past his limits and just straight up passing out from exhaustion. The other, like some stupid joke his life is playing on him, is Jameson. Shawn doesn’t exactly like it, because it makes him dependant on someone else and that’s something he wants to avoid at all costs, but there’s no denying that the first time he’d slept long and well in years had been the first time Jameson had slept over at his place as a result of a series of unfortunate events. But Jameson is not here now and Shawn doesn’t want to try sleeping because he knows it wouldn’t work out in his favour anyway. And so he’s left trying to work himself into passing out.

“Fuck off,” he growls as a response to the knock. “Unless you’re Jameson, just fuck off.”

Despite that, there’s footsteps growing closer and closer, and Shawn braces himself for having to yell at whoever his visitor is. It’s probably Marvin, isn’t it? Can’t he just understand that Shawn doesn’t want any company right now?

“Didn’t you fucking hear what-” he turns his head to glare at the intruder, not even having the energy or the care to sit up properly, but as soon as he does, the aggressive remark gets caught in his throat and his sharp gaze softens. It is Jameson. He’s smiling sweetly as he walks over despite the harsh words, and Shawn scolds himself over being so easily softened, but he can’t help that happy little jump his heart does every time he sees Jameson. He smiles a little, raising his head from the workbench at last. “Jaime.”

Jameson waves at him happily, but then his eyes narrow slightly and he starts signing. Shawn catches the first few signs, but then his mind just refuses to keep up and he simply can’t understand the rest. It’s frustrating.

“Sorry, come again, I,” he groans as he roughly rubs a hand down his face. It’s rare that he just can’t understand whatever Jameson is trying to say. “Sorry, I just...fuck.”

Jameson smiles softly at him. He doesn’t mind. He feels a little worried, but as sad as it is, this by far isn’t the first time he’s seen Shawn like this. That’s exactly why he’d come, too, to check on him and get his sorry ass to bed if needed. Instead of repeating his whole sentence, he just signs “sleep” with a questioning expression this time, and Shawn finally catches what he’s trying to say.

“Fuck, pal, you have no idea,” Shawn sighs, and he really wants to just drop his head on the workbench again and talk like that, but that would be beyond rude. Instead he tiredly holds his head up in one hand, elbow on the workbench, and he forces his eyes to stay open. “I’m so fucking tired. But you know how it is.”

Of course Jameson knows. He feels really sorry about it, too. He decides to sign as little as he possibly can, because Shawn is certainly in no condition to be connecting complex visual clues with meanings anymore. So instead of saying anything, he takes Shawn’s free hand in his and tugs on it gently. Shawn blinks up at him slowly for a moment, then laughs.

“Did you really come here just to sleep?”

Jameson immediately wants to tell him that “No, I came here to check on you. But now I’m getting you to sleep.” but he catches himself. Instead he just waves his free hand in the air as a gesture for “kind of”.

Shawn hums with understanding, then finally moves to get up. But as soon as he’s upright, he stumbles and leans heavily on his workbench again, his hand slipping from Jameson’s. The whole world is flickering and spinning around him and there’s a loud ringing in his ears, which is understandable considering he hasn’t gotten up or eaten anything probably all day. He ducks his head and shakes it weakly, trying to clear his vision, when he feels Jameson slip between his arms and hold him. Shawn chuckles fondly and wraps an arm around him while the other still remains bracing him against the workbench, trembling slightly. He tries not to put too much of his weight on Jameson, but he feels like passing out.

“Thanks, Jaime,” he breathes once his vision clears again. He’s used to getting lightheaded for a moment when he gets up, but this was much more than a moment. His body really isn’t happy with him now, is it? He weakly squeezes Jameson closer to his chest with one arm, the other still bracing against the workbench just to be safe, and he buries his face into his neck. He’s so warm and soft and nice to hold, and Shawn is so tired, he wants nothing more than to just go to sleep without having to let go.

Jameson pats his side gently before pulling away from the hug before Shawn accidentally falls asleep standing up, his movements slow and tentative like he’s expecting the other to just collapse as soon as he lets go of him. He very much could, knowing him. But Shawn remains upright this time, though blinking tiredly, and he follows meekly when Jameson grabs his hand again and starts pulling him out of the workshop.

Shawn is not allowed near the bed until he properly changes into pyjamas, because they both know that if he laid down he wouldn’t have the energy to get up again. It takes him three tries to put on his shirt the right way around. Jameson watches him fondly the entire time, sitting on the edge of the bed in his own pyjamas. Because he’s slept over enough times to remember to bring his own instead of resorting to sleeping in Shawn’s unnecessarily gigantic shirts (shirts only, because no matter what, they couldn’t find any trousers Jameson didn’t just end up walking out of. It was a fun evening).

And they are right, of course they are, because once Shawn is sprawled on the bed he refuses to get up again and leaves turning off the light to Jameson. He only moves when Jameson pokes him, urging him into a more reasonable position that doesn’t take up over 80% of the damn bed. Jameson laughs at him silently as he gathers his lanky limbs, jokingly grumbling about having to move.

He curls up on Jameson’s left, always on his left, so that he can be the closest to his heart. Ink monsters don’t have hearts, they don’t have heartbeats and they don’t breathe. Unlike Jameson. Shawn likes putting his head on his chest as he sleeps so that he can listen to his heartbeat. It keeps him calm, and somehow it usually keeps him from having nightmares too. Jameson is more than happy to serve as a comforting pillow.

This time Shawn puts his head on a regular pillow, but when Jameson rolls over onto his side to face him, he lazily drapes and arm over his side. He can feel him breathe and it’s such a comforting feeling. He can feel him laugh, too, at how he nuzzles his face into his pillow.

Fuck, he’s so tired, his head is hurting a little from it. Hazily he feels a hand brushing his hair back, then lips pressing against his forehead, and he sighs happily. “G’night, Jaime.”

And then he finally falls asleep.