#Nelson road

[knobbysocks]

I know this place fucking stinks

[cottagefork]

Rebecca responding to Rupert’s mention of the first Richmond match he saw with “When they used to play by candlelight” is one of the BEST lines in this episode and it is being slept on, and I can just not allow that!

[burnthoneydrops]

can you do a isaac mcadoo of colin trying so hard to wingman for him with the reader who is friends with keeley and colin being (adorably) bad at it but obviously she likes isaac?

Flirting 101 (i.m. x fem!reader)

pairing: isaac mcadoo x fem!reader

word count:

warnings: alcohol, use of y/n, language (maybe)

a/n: awww i loved writing this so much!! all the boys are my favourite so writing for different ones is so much fun! thank you for the request and i hope you like it!!

“Babe, come on! I promise it’s just the restaurant, it’ll be chill!” Keeley’s been begging you to come to a Richmond night with her for the past 20 minutes. 

“Those boys do not know how to be chill,” you shoot back, shutting your laptop, “besides, you just want me to go so you can not-so-subtly push me into Isaac at some point”. 

“What?! I would never! What kind of friend do you think I am?” Keeley tries to look offended but it’s not long before her facade breaks and she laughs. 

“Case in point,” you roll your eyes, putting your laptop in your bag and getting out of your chair. You were thankful to Keeley for getting you a job at her PR firm, as you were one of her best friends, but it was moments like this that made you regret saying yes. You would say you were her best friend, but you do not need the backlash from Rebecca on that, so you settle for being one of them. 

“But you have that pretty top that would be perfect! You know, the black one with the fancy sleeves?” She gestures across her arms in case you forgot where sleeves go. 

“Ugh, fine! But if you try and pull something or it gets super loud or whatever, we’re leaving,” you look her directly in the eye. 

Keeley squeals, gripping you in a tight hug and jumping up and down. “I swear, it’s gonna be fun”. 

To your surprise, you’re sitting at a corner table in Ola’s and everything seems to be going pretty well. Keeley hasn’t really left your side; except for when she ran towards the entrance to trap Rebecca in a bear hug and drag her over to your table. Roy and Jamie were sitting at a table across the aisle from you, and Richard and Dani looked like they were in a very deep conversation about something you didn’t even want to try and guess. You sense a presence walking up beside you and notice Colin placing his beer down on your table. 

“Good evening ladies,” he addresses the table. “Oi, Y/N, didn’t expect to see you here”. 

“Oh, well Keeley basically begged me to come so-” 

“I did not beg!” 

“The security cameras at KJPR beg to differ,” you turn to look at her and she’s quick to shut up.

“Well anyway,” Colin starts, bringing the attention back to him, “could I maybe get you lot a drink? Round on me?” 

The three of you nod before each listing off your preferred drinks. As Rebecca tells Colin what she’d like, you look around the room and catch Isaac’s eyes. He seems to be intently staring at your table and you give him a small smile and a wave before he shakes out of his trance and clears his throat. You shake it off, not wanting to give yourself false hope that he was staring because of you and turn back to the group at hand. 

“Alright, I’ll be right back,” Colin smiles before he leaves to go place the orders. 

“Well that was awfully nice of him,” Keeley comments. 

“A little out of the blue, but yes,” Rebecca adds. 

You eye Keeley suspiciously, making her raise her eyebrows at you. “What?” she questions. 

“I’m not sure you had nothing to do with that”. 

Keeley grabs your hands, keeping them in place on the table, “people are allowed to do nice things for you just because”. 

You don’t have time to argue with her before Colin returns with the drinks, placing them down on the table in front of you. You all thank him again before he heads off back to his seat next to Isaac and the two begin to whisper. Before you can think about it too long, Rebecca grabs your attention again. 

“So, any news to update me on ladies? How’s life at KJPR?” 

“Oh it’s great! Working with your best friend always makes things better of course-” 

“I thought I was your best friend!” Rebecca interrupts Keeley. 

“I’m allowed to have more than one,” Keeley reassures her. 

“But the whole point of your best friend is that one person is the best. That’s literally what best means-” 

The two are interrupted by another drink being put down on the table. This time it’s Isaac, looking as uncomfortable as ever, standing like a plank at the table’s side. 

“This is for you,” he looks at your forehead, not quite making eye contact as he pushes the drink closer to you. It’s the same one you had told Colin about, though you weren’t even halfway done with that one and you weren’t going to question how Isaac had gotten it so fast. 

“Oh, thanks Isaac,” you reply awkwardly, gripping the glass and moving it that little bit extra away from the edge of the table. You try to suppress how warm your cheeks feel, but you know it’s pretty obvious just by the way Keeley and Rebecca are acting out of your peripheral vision. He nods and walks away and you want to slam your head on the table with how awkward you just were. 

“Oh my god you have to go talk to him,” Keeley exclaims. 

“No, I am absolutely not doing that!” You lean your head on your crossed arms so you’re looking down at your lap. 

“He bought you a drink, babes, that’s like flirting 101!” 

“No! Jesus Christ that interaction was awkward enough, I don’t need to make it worse”. 

“Come on! Woman up for God’s sake!” Rebecca laughs, kicking you under the table. 

“Ok! But only because that hurt,” you rub your shin before grabbing a napkin and a pen out of your bag. “But once I do this, I’m leaving,” you announce to the two of them and Keeley nods, getting ready to follow you out. 

You scribble a note and your phone number onto the napkin, quickly standing up and pushing your chair back before making your way over to the table Isaac was sitting at. You drop the napkin in front of him, not even checking if it actually landed on the table, thank him quietly for the drink once again and bolt out of there. 

If you wanted my number, you could have just asked :) 

+**-***-***-****

-Y/N

“You did it!” Keeley cheers as she closes the door to Ola’s behind her, following you to the car. She’s a giggling mess beside you, and it doesn’t take long before you join her, hoping you did the right thing.

[nameless-jamie-blog]

Offside Tension - Jamie Tartt x Y/N

Chapter 4 - Lines Crossed, Hearts Questioned

The past few days had been... strange for Y/N. She wasn’t exactly sure when things had shifted, but something about Jamie Tartt had lodged itself in her thoughts, and it was beginning to feel impossible to shake. The banter between them was harmless, playful even, but every smirk he gave her lingered longer than it should have in her mind. Every time he called her “love” in that casually cheeky way, her stomach did this ridiculous little flip that made her want to kick herself.

Why, of all people, was Jamie Tartt starting to get under her skin?

She didn’t have much time to dwell on it this morning, though. Training had wrapped up smoothly, and the team was dispersing. Y/N was standing near the pitch, watching the players as they filed out, when Jamie walked past her, his usual swagger on full display.

“Good drills today, Coach,” he said, his tone teasing but not unkind. Then, after a beat, he added with a smirk, “Maybe next time, I’ll let you win one-on-one.”

She raised an eyebrow, biting back a retort. “Let me? Pretty sure I wiped the floor with you, Tartt.”

He grinned, stepping closer. “Keep tellin’ yourself that.”

Their eyes locked for a moment, and for reasons she couldn’t quite place, her breath hitched. She forced herself to look away, focusing instead on gathering her clipboard and whistle. When she glanced back up, Jamie was already walking off, but he glanced over his shoulder and gave her a quick wink. Her face flushed, and she quickly turned away, hoping no one had noticed.

Unfortunately for her, Keeley Jones had. Keeley saw her from Rebeccas office and wanted to say hello to her new friend, but didn't expect the heavy flirting with a certain Mancunian.

Later, as Y/N sat on a bench reviewing her notes on the sidelines of the pitch, Keeley’s voice broke through her concentration.

“Alright, spill.”

Y/N looked up to see Keeley standing in front of her, arms crossed and a knowing smile on her face.

“Spill what?” Y/N asked, feigning innocence.

“Oh, don’t play coy with me,” Keeley said, plopping down beside her. “You’ve been all distracted today, you didn't even show your face in the locker room. And don’t think I didn’t notice that little... moment you had with Jamie earlier.”

Y/N groaned, burying her face in her hands. “It wasn’t a moment.”

“Babe, it was totally a moment,” Keeley said, nudging her playfully. “So what’s the deal? You fancy him?”

“No,” Y/N said quickly. Too quickly. She sighed. “I don’t know. Maybe? I mean, it’s just... he’s Jamie Tartt, you know? And we’ve only ever had this... flirty banter thing going on. It’s not like it’s real.”

Keeley tilted her head, studying her. “Why do you think it’s not real?”

“Because...” Y/N hesitated, searching for the words. “Because I’ve seen the way he is with people. He’s charming and cocky and—”

“And completely different from who he used to be,” Keeley finished for her. “Y/N, I know Jamie can come across like he’s all bravado, but he’s changed so much over the past couple of years. You should’ve seen him when he first came back to Richmond. He was a nightmare. But he’s worked so hard to be better—as a player and as a person.”

Y/N frowned. “What changed?”

“A lot of things,” Keeley said. “Ted had a big impact on him, obviously. And then there’s his dad...” She paused, her expression softening. “Jamie’s dad’s in rehab now. But before that, he was... well, let’s just say he wasn’t exactly Father of the Year. Jamie’s had to deal with a lot of crap from him. But instead of letting it drag him down, he’s used it to push himself to be better.”

Y/N’s chest tightened at the thought. She’d seen glimpses of vulnerability in Jamie—moments when his confidence seemed more like armor than arrogance.

“I didn’t know that,” she said quietly.

Keeley smiled gently. “He doesn’t always let people see that side of him. But it’s there. And I think... maybe he lets you see more of it than you realize. I think you could be that person for him.”

Y/N’s stomach fluttered at the implication, but she pushed the feeling aside. “I don’t know, Keeley. I’m his coach. This… whatever this is… it’s complicated.”

Keeley shrugged. “The best things usually are.”

That evening, Y/N stayed late at Nelson Road to finish up some paperwork in her office. By the time she was ready to leave, the parking lot was nearly empty, save for a few cars. She climbed into her own car, an old, beat-up thing she’d bought on a budget as soon as she arrived in Richmond. Better to have a car than no car at all. She turned the key in the ignition. Nothing happened. She tried again. Still nothing. 

“Great,” she muttered, leaning her head against the steering wheel. She shouldn't have listened to the guy at the car dealership, but she has a habit of being bad at saying no to salesmen.

A knock on her window startled her ou of her thoughts, and she looked up to see Jamie standing there, his brows furrowed in concern. She rolled down the window.

“Car trouble?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she said with a sigh. “It won’t start.”

“Pop the hood. I’ll take a look,” he said.

She hesitated. “You know anything about cars?”

“Not a clue,” he admitted with a grin. “But I’ll give it a go.”

She couldn’t help but laugh as she popped the hood. Jamie peered inside, poking at a few things while muttering to himself. After a few minutes, he stepped back, wiping his hands on his track pants.

“Yeah, I’ve got no idea what I’m doin’,” he said. “But I’m pretty sure this thing’s not goin’ anywhere tonight.”

Y/N groaned. “Fantastic.”

“Come on,” Jamie said. “I’ll give you a ride.”

She hesitated. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I know,” he said, his tone softer now. “But I want to.”

Something in his expression made her relent, and she grabbed her bag, following him to his car. The ride started off awkward, the tension between them palpable. But as they drove, the conversation began to flow more easily. They talked about football, about their favorite players and matches they’d seen. Jamie told her about growing up in Manchester, and she shared stories from her own childhood. They found out that they both think Messi is way better than Ronaldo.

"No, I know. And the whole goal celebration thing. Like it is a team sport. I mean who only celebrates themselves after a goal. A little arrogant if you ask me." Y/N knew what she was saying and towhom she is saying it. She saw some of Jamie's old goal celebrations. But teasing him was just too tempting at the moment.

"Wow. Ok foul play. I'm a changed man now, love. These days I would even consider celebrating with my coaches." he side-eyed her.

By the time they pulled up outside her flat, the air between them felt lighter, though the tension was still there, humming just beneath the surface. Jamie turned to her as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

“Thanks for the ride,” she said. "And taking a 'proper look' at my car."

“Anytime,” he replied, his voice quieter than usual. "You should get it checked out by a professional tomorrow."

"Oh, so you're not professional enough, to fix my car for me, Tartt-" she stopped the light banter mid-sentence, because Jamie tucked the loose strand of hair that has fallen in her eyes, behind her ear in such a loving way. It took her breath away, literally.

For a moment, neither of them moved. Their eyes met, and Y/N’s breath caught. Jamie leaned in slightly, and for a split second, she thought he might kiss her. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she felt herself leaning in, too, before reality crashed down around her. You're his coach for heavens sake.

“Goodnight,” she said quickly, pulling back and fumbling with the door handle. She practically stumbled out of the car, her cheeks burning.

“Goodnight,” Jamie said, his voice tinged with disappointment and definite confusion as she hurried inside.

Once she was safely in her flat, Y/N leaned against the door, her heart still racing. What the hell was happening to her? Jamie Tartt was turning her world upside down, and she wasn’t sure she was ready for it.

[everyday-is-uncle-day]

Jump highfive! Pattycake! Missed Fist Bump/HighFive! OMG! YES!

Jamie being so happy/silly/safe/nurtured in a himbo environment!

someone PLEASE make a gifset of all the things Jamie and Cockburn are doing in the background of locker room scenes because I just remembered they did a jump high-five in the finale that cracked me up. This is so extra.

other things I’ve noticed:

them either trying to double high-five and failing miserably or straight up playing pattycake

constantly knocking each other on the shoulder or pointing at each other

and one absolutely brilliant moment where Cockburn goes in for a fist bump and Jamie meets him with a high-five and then they both turn away from each other in shame. genuinely almost cried laughing when I noticed that in the background.

Phil and Dejon must have been having a blast that whole season.

[blackpoolhistory]

Commercial properties in 1938 on Lytham Road, at the junction with Nelson Road, South Shore.

[tilbageidanmark]

Willie Nelson

[klutzyghost13]

Current Bookmarks for Sale

Message me if interested

Nick Nelson - $25

Charlie Spring - $10 (Some Mistakes)

Teen - $25

Rio - $25

Agatha - $25

Mayor - $25

Shock, Lock and Barrel - $25

Oogie Boogie - $25

Sally - $25

Zero - $10 (Some Mistakes)

Jack - $25

Jennifer - $10 (Resin spill on front)

Lilia - $25

Alice - $25

[sageandred]

ED Portrayals in Television ↳ Anorexia (Heartstopper) vs. Bulimia (Waterloo Road)

[lunar-years]

jamie purposely wearing lynx around roy just to annoy him is so funny but i also think about that post where jamie’s probably attached to the brand because of his upbringing in the council estate, and that being the most affordable brand for him growing up. and how scents can be specifically tied to memories etc. can’t wait for the tinsel fic!

Oh yeah absolutely that’s a holdover from his teenage years. I just knowww those academy dressing rooms are dank with the smell of many a 16 yr old’s Lynx 😭

After the season aired we had a really good discussion in the Discord about Roy & Jamie’s different perceptions of money and being rich and how much that’s effected/warped by their shared combination of growing up poor and then coming into a LOT of money pretty suddenly as a young adult. You can really see it in that one scene is s2(?) where Keeley tells Roy she’s getting a bottle of wine at Waitrose and Roy’s like woah are you the fucking queen? meanwhile the man is driving around his expensive car living in his posh neighborhood losing designer watches left and right like they’re nothing.

Like, I think they both can spend an outrageous amount of money on certain things (a rich person’s ~little treat~ lol) but scoff at the prices of the most random things because who on earth would pay that for that. And the things that fit into each category are different for each of them!

And honestly Jamie seems the more “frugal” of the two of them. I swear someone told me his sports car is an older model where they were pretty sure he would’ve bought it used? I might be making that up it was a while ago but I’m PRETTY SURE. Also he occasionally wears brands/clothes that are very close to regular-people-affordable as opposed to say, Keeley almost exclusively in her Versace, lmao. So I can definitely see him looking at perfumes/colognes and being like. Why would I buy this when Lynx (😭).

Meanwhile for whatever reason I think Roy is the sort of person to buy Keeley louboutins one day and then snap at her the next for leaving the light on in the bedroom as she’s applying makeup in the en-suite because it’s driving up their electricity bill 😅

[theknucklehead]

The Simpsons parodied Mario Kart in the episode "Lisa Gets an F1"

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

also once again thinking about the tags i left on this post

#god. him being so pleased about the girl talk comment too. lives in my brain rent free#rebecca or keeley pays him a genuine but offhand compliment and he (and clearly completely unconsciously) just#fully does a pleased little wiggle in his seat. and they're like hmmmm

[boneszphoto]

crossing BC, summer 2023

[williammarksommer]

It was awesome to spend a month over this summer in Nebraska as an artist in residence for Kimmel Harding Nelson Center for the Arts @khncenter. Making it halfway across the country again was an exciting experience to create, explore and expand current and new works was a beautiful time. I have so much film to develop.

[nofatclips]

Flashing Black by Images In Vogue from the collection album Incipience 1: Studio Tracks 1981-1982, part of the Incipience 1981-1983 box-set (The title on BandCamp is wrong!)

[myimaginaryradio]

On The Road Again - Willie Nelson And The Boys

Good morning and happy Friday.

I wanna tell you a little about my days. I wake up at 4:30am to arrive at work for 7:00am. My commute is 50 miles each way. A little over an hour in the morning and an hour and a half or longer home. That's a lot of unpaid time every week. Anyway, I usually listen to all the songs I post on my ride home. I hope that your commute isn't as long but I know mine isn't as bad as some, but I do hope you enjoy these songs on your ride. Today is going to be all about the road in honor of those of us who spend far too much time on it.

Be Safe Be Kind And Be Awesome