#flyers lb

[em-ptynet]

brat (affectionate) | phi vs bos 2024.09.28

[rosesvioletshardy]

love him or hate him travis konecny is funny as fuck

[thephillykat]

THE BENCH 🤣

I’ve never seen Drysdale yap like that before!

[chicletsbian]

tiny… tiny 🤏🤏

[wehaveagathering]

Oh, we're having fun in Philly.

[broadstflyers]

we’re just really cool like that ya know?

[joelsfarabee]

HANG THIS UP RIGHT NOW

[tiger-balm]

the flyers having jamie sit in the middle of the circle while they tap their sticks like:

[eiidolon]

absolutely indignant little mouse

[flysdaleflyby]

the vibes are immaculate

[samuelbennett]

captain sean “scooby doo” couturier

[drysdaleknieslee]

🥹😭why is he so pretty?

[dvar-trek]

likely place for him to be

[thephillykat]

Jamie at practice today!

🎞️: Kodak Ultra Max 400

[qrrieterisunnq]

can you write about Jamie being anxious about having another surgery again but the reader is the best girlfriend and is there to soothe and comfort him.

here you go my sweet nonnie! this is my first time writing for Jamie so I hope it doesn't suck!🤭😅

This has to stop. Jamie is like a body without a soul. For the past four days, he’s been walking around the apartment like a ghost. He’s supposed to undergo yet another shoulder surgery.

You thought he was ready for it since he had undergone it before but seeing him so anxious about it is something you didn’t expect.

“Jamie,” you start carefully not wanting to startle him as he’s sitting on the couch focused on the game playing on the tv.  

“Mhmm?” he nods his head but doesn’t look at you, his eyes never leaving the game. You walk over to him, sitting next to him, your knee hitting his leg.

“What is going on?” you nudge his knee, tilting your head to the side.

“Nothing.” He sends you a tipped-lipped smile.

“Jaimie, I know you,” you sigh, turning more at him, now sitting cross-legged on the couch. “Don’t even start with that.”

“Baby,” he looks over at you, his head thrown slightly backward. “I don’t really want to talk about that.”

“But I want to talk about it. I can see how it’s eating you alive,” you place your hand on his tight, giving it a tender squeeze. “What is going on?” you ask shaking with his tight. “Is it the surgery?”

Jaimie looks at you, the anxiety in his eyes is looking straight at you. “Yeah,” he nods, taking in a deep breath. He turns to look at your hands gripping yours. “I-I know I shouldn’t have been anxious about it when I underwent that same one, but it’s scary,” you bring your hands to your lips kissing his knuckles. “Something can go wrong and my entire career is in shit.”

“I know baby, but the doctors know what to do, and they do this surgery on a daily basis. I know it can be scary, but you’ll be okay. And in a few months, you’ll have the first game of the new season.” You smile at him, giving his hands a reassuring squeeze.

“Yeah, but what if somethi-“ he tries to say but you shut him off by pressing your lips on his in a deep loving kiss.

“No ‘what if’s’. Everything will be okay, baby, no need to stress about those things.” You stroke his cheeks with your thumbs, the soft skin of your palms against his scared skin on his cheeks is something that can calm him down every time.

“Thank you, y/n,” he let out a sigh, a tear sliding down his cheek. “So much. I don’t know what I would do without you.” He kisses your palm and then your fingertips.

“Starved probably,” you giggle when you see the pout on his lips. “No I’m kidding, you would be fine without me.”

Jaimie, laughs, laying his head on your breasts. You shift under him in a lying position so he’s now lying flat on top of you between your tights.

“I love you y/n. And when I’ll have after surgery, we’ll drive to Toronto to see my parents and you’ll spend some time with my mom.” He smiles up at you, his cheeks flushed pink a little bit.

“And I love you too, now come get some sleep. I need my nap.” You mumble in his hair, earning a low chuckle from him. Before you draft to your sweet dreams, you feel his lips pressed against your left upper breast, right where your heart is. This is what he does every time before sleeping. Kissing your heart so you know he loves you so fucking much.

[morgansyorkie]

Some BTS snaps from team photo day for the TL. 📸