#i hate georgie

[syscexclamationpoint]

OH MY GOD THIS IS WHY I HATE VRISKA KINNIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this fucking bitch SHOVED ME .....

ive got to plan her fucking suicide

[ezrazzle]

After slowly chipping away at this for a while, I'm finally done drawing the cast of The Magnus Archives!

[throwthepumpkin]

I love Martin Blackwood so much I love how complex of a character he is I love how he's somehow both a manipulative bastard and a genuinely kind person simultaneously I love him and Jon's relationship and how complex that is I love how he's (arguably) one of the most realistic characters in tma I love him

[pmpknsoup]

i actually am a defender of georgie and melanie and basira being mean or rude to jon bc that man really needed to be put in his place sometimes. like i understand that they were also wrong sometimes— basira is hypocritical and the other two could be nastier than necessary, but i literally cannot blame them at all. jon was so out of line sometimes

[fairie-grl]

i have a thought about george russell i fear is gonna cause a lot of hate:

russell is one of most neurodivergent coded f1 drivers and that lines right in to why he is so hated……..

[thetarttfuldickhead]

The call connects and there’s Roy, seemingly back at his own house, seated on a grey couch and wearing a scowl dark enough to match his t-shirt and jacket.

Trent smiles, though carefully not too wide. “Hello Roy. Thank you for agreeing to this.”

Roy grunts. “Better you than any of the other wankers,” he mutters.

Trent makes an effort to hide his grin. Visibly gloating about having the sort of access to Roy Kent that other journalists – independent or disgraced or otherwise – can only dream of isn’t likely to get him the exclusive comments that he needs from Richmond’s head coach on today’s kerfuffle.

“So,” he offers smoothly, “what do you—“

He’s cut off by the loud bang of a door slamming shut on the other end and a startled fuck from Roy and then there’s Jamie Tartt’s head coming into view as it flops down on Roy’s lap. He must have thrown himself down onto the couch.

“It’s all such fucking bullshit, man,” Jamie pronounces dramatically as he – Trent’s eyebrows rise another inch – grabs Roy’s arm and pulls it over his chest, claiming half a cuddle. “Did you know—“

“I’m in the middle of an interview, you twat,” Roy barks, but he does not, Trent notes with increasing interest and incredulity, remove his arm.

“Since when do— ?” Lifting his head from Roy’s lap, Jamie blinks at the screen. “Oh! Uh. Hi, Trent! How you doin’, you good?” His grin is wide, easy, with no hint of embarrassment, and Trent finds himself smiling back. Jamie has always been charismatic, but the last few years have seen his swagger turn into a good-natured charm that’s surprisingly hard to resist.

“I’m fine, thank you, Jamie. And regarding the news this afternoon, how do you—“

“No,” Roy immediately says, shifting to push Jamie off his lap in spite of the younger man’s indignant protests. “He has no fucking comment. He’s not part of this conversation. He’s not even fucking here.”

“The fuck are you on about, mate, he can see I’m— “

“Go to the kitchen,” Roy interrupts. “Get me a whisky. If I have to listen to you complain about wankers on Twitter or split fingernails or whatever, I need a fucking drink.”

“You’re an arsehole,” Jamie tells him from out of the picture, but he doesn’t sound particularly upset. “I haven’t even got any split fingernails.” And then he must be off because he doesn’t say anything else and Roy turns back to Trent, glaring like he’s daring Trent to say it.

Trent, with equal parts cunning and self-preservation, says nothing at all. Waits.

Eventually, Roy’s shoulders drop a millimeter. He lets out a huff. “Jamie’s fucking needy, all right? He needs fucking hugs and shit and he turns into a moody bitch prima donna if he doesn’t get them, so.” He presses his lips together, having apparently said all he intends to say on the subject.

Trent had noticed Jamie’s fondness for hanging off anyone's and everyone’s shoulder during his season with the team. He hadn’t known and would never have imagined, though, that Roy would ever be willing to indulge the tendency, especially not to this degree. And that rather begs the question...

“Roy,” he says carefully. “You know that, if the two of you are—“

“We’re not.” And Roy closes his eyes, shakes his head. Opens them, looking resigned, but looking a little bit wry too. “Be less fucking weird if we were, wouldn’t it? But we’re not. It’s just… “ He pauses. Shakes his head again. “It’s Jamie. Just… fucking Jamie.”

“Except you are not,” Trent says, just to be clear, just because being a bit of an asshole is a habit, and fun.

“Except I’m not,” Roy growls, and looks like he’s about to add something more – something scatching and imaginatively insulting, Trent assumes – but then he lifts his head, turning towards someone offscreen. “What— ? Yeah, we’re fucking done. Bye, Crimm,” he adds, and then the screen goes dark as Roy abruptly ends the call.

“Bye, Roy,” Trent tells the silence. “I’ll just text you the questions, shall I? You can get back to me when you’re done giving Jamie Tartt a cuddle.”

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

For this week’s @ficwip word: motion

“Now, Sam, I don’t trust Jamie to tell me. He’ll just say something, so I don’t worry. Tell me the truth, how is he?” Georgie asked.

Jamie made a motion cutting across his neck, trying to silence the truth before turning the phone back to himself. “I’m fine, Mummy, I just need to rest a couple days. I’ll probably be playing in the match next weekend.”

“Georgie! He is lying,” Sam said leaning over to be in view of the Facetime.

“Come on, mate!”

Sam pulled the phone from Jamie’s grasp.

Update! This story was posted here.

[kayotic-catgirl]

they are battling for custody over the admiral

[dandyzay]

Just finished MAG 200 DONT TALK TO ME…..

[akalikai]

I am a TMA women defender for life nothing can change my mind

[ezrazzle]

After slowly chipping away at this for a while, I'm finally done drawing the cast of The Magnus Archives!

[mitskijamie]

There was a theory after Mom City that Roy had met Georgie before (and signed the poster for baby Jamie) and the reason he was staring the whole time was he was trying to come to do the mental maths and work out if he was just currently banging his ex's son, or if Jamie could somehow be his. Would have to ignore that Jamie is the mirror of James of course, and its not exactly my thing, but I've never quite been able to shoo that theory out of my head.

STOPPPPPP I FORGOT ABOUT THE ROY IS JAMIE'S BIOLOGICAL FATHER THEORY AHFBSJFNBFNDBCJ NOOOOOO

[mpetrohero]

Something something the fact that in the end, Jon’s downfall to his plan came all because he forgot about his lighter. The all-seeing all-knowing conduit of the apocalypse and destined pupil of the eye failed to complete his plan because he forgot. about. his. lighter.

Something something maybe that was another string in Annabelle’s plan. She made Jon a smoker, made his ex girlfriend a smoker, gave him that reminder that he had that lighter so he’d go have a cigarette and she hoped Georgie would join him. Girl. Nah no way.

Something something maybe Georgie knew deep down it would be best for the others to have the lighter. They know Jon. They do. Or maybe it was just coincidence or the pulling of puppet strings.

I’m going to- [GUNSHOTS] [SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE] [LARGE EXPLOSION]

[magpod-confessions]

Favoritism of male over female characters in this fandom is genuinely insane. Fangirling over Elias/Jonah when he tortures, manipulates, and literally *ends the world* while hating on Georgie because she outed Jon as ace.

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[mantasunray-art]

red rabbits fanart from last year omg! (closeups after cut)

[royjamierot]

this was the worst thing to ever happen to me. they don't get it. it was never about his dad.