#i just also freaking love jaime and her hugs

[maraczeks]

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[crazyk-imagine]

Hey! I just read your Jamie Tartt fic where the reader is pregnant and I freaking loved it! It kind of got me thinking about Jamie bringing his little girl, cause he’s totally gonna be a girl dad, to the pitch for practice. She’s like 4 or 5, really young and wearing a Tartt jersey and has the entire team wrapped around her finger, especially Roy.. bonus if her favorite player is someone else on the team, any of them, and Roy and Jamie get jealous… if you could write it great! If not no worries! Thanks for the consideration! 🥰🥰

Abdicated Family Issues

Pairing: Jamie Tartt x Pregnant!Reader

Characters: Jamie Tartt, Pregnant!reader, Tartt Toddler, Baby Tartt, Roy Kent, Dani Rojas, Jan Maas (briefly mentioned)

Warnings: Fluff, Jamie being a dramatic bitch, Jealous Roy and Jamie, Toddler Tartt bouncing off the walls because of her fun day at dad's work, Roy didn't ask for this, he didn't plan on being involved, Jamie being a sad little baby thinking his baby girl doesn't like him (anymore), Jamie and Roy need comforting, reader becomes their therapist for a second, Dani being a sweetheart (ofc)

Word Count: 1,432

A/N: Ahhh, love, love, love it!! I thought who better to make Jamie just a little jelly than Dani aka the other ace on the team. Roy being involved and jelly is a plus.

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You smile when you get a text from your boyfriend.

Baby 💕

"Leaving now. Will be home soon" 2:19pm Sent Read

Darling 💓

"See you two soon 💕" 2:27pm Sent Read

-

As soon as you get comfortable your boyfriend lays beside you. “How am I supposed to feel?” Jamie whines to you, crawling onto your lap.

“Can you back-up to the beginning of your story? I have no idea what’s happened, and you pretended like I came onto the field with you," you tell him, rubbing your slowly growing belly.

He smiles and adjusts himself so he lays by your side, head resting on your shoulder so he can also rub your belly.

"Tell me why you look like my sad Jaim."

"She-"

"Dani is so cool!"

You glance away from your excited and jumpy daughter to your even more depressed boyfriend.

"Why don't you tell your mum what you told me?" Ron's voice echoes throughout the hallway as he closes the front door.

"Dani did this really cool move and- and-"

You try and shush, "babes. Babes." You sigh when you don't get her attention. "Honey, take a breath and breathe. I want to hear about your exciting day, but you can only do it if you talk a little slower."

She stares at you.

Roy grabs a seat on one of the chairs you keep out for company (because the team comes over more often than you'd like, right now being pregnant; they take a lot of you). "Why don't you tell her more about the fun you had today?"

"Jan's really tall and gave me piggyback rides while dad was practicing, even though he should have been too."

"You made it fun, Baby Tartt."

You furrow your brows, unsure of who said that.

Roy shrugs and mouths, "phone."

Jamie slumps further into your side.

You open your arms, wanting to pull your baby girl in for a hug and make a poor attempt at trying to get the phone before your chatty girl drops it.

Meaning you two would need to buy another phone (your goal is to make it last six more months).

The screen shifts to the ceiling before Dani's face pops up. "Hi. How are you? Do you need some of my family's special pregnancy soup?"

You smile and shake your head. "No, thank you, Danny. I appreciate the offer though."

"Of course, of course."

"So, how was today's practice? I hope it was alright."

"Oh, it was great. Baby Tartt shows promise to follow in her father's footsteps."

"Oh, does she?"

He nods, "yes, yes. I showed her a few moves and-"

"More like took her attention from me," Jamie grumbles.

Roy scoffs.

You shake your head, wanting to listen to what Dani's saying without commentary from the peanut gallery.

It only lasts two minutes longer until you can't take it anymore.

"Dani- dani- I'm sorry, I'm feeling a little nauseous and I don't want to keep you any longer. I know you have other things to do. I'm sure we'll talk more soon."

"Alright, I’ll leave you to rest. I know how much a woman in your condition needs her rest, especially with Jamie’s baby.”

Your boyfriend beside you grumbles, “what does that mean?”

“You are a good football player, meaning you have strong kicks.”

He doesn’t respond but you do know that Dani’s comment uplifted his mood just a little bit.

“I hope you have a good rest of your evening and get plenty of rest,” the excited player waves to you.

Your daughter leans in, waving. “Bye, Dani! I’ll come by so we can practice more.”

“That is good to hear. I can’t wait until your next visit.”

You end the call and look up. “Sweetie?”

Jamie and your daughter look at you; you pat your boyfriend’s shoulder.

“Not you, J.” You glance back at your adorable baby girl. “Can you go get me my special blanket? I’m feeling a little cold.”

She nods, “okay.”

“I can help-”

You shake your head, “nope. Neither of you are leaving this room until you confess.”

“Confess? Confess what?” Jamie asks.

“You know what. You two have never looked more upset and depressed at the same time. I want to know why so I can help you.”

Roy clenches his jaw.

“You don’t have to say much, Roy. But you, my dear Jaim, have to give me something so I can figure out whether or not a hug will suffice for right now.”

He groans and removes himself from you, throwing himself onto the other side of the couch. “She likes him more.”

Your head snaps over at the gruff man. “What?”

He sighs, “your future athlete, liked Dani more than she liked her dad on the field today.”

“And you,” Jamie points at him. “Don’t throw me under the bus and expect me to just sit here and let you-”

You grab Jamie’s hand, intertwining your fingers, “stop it. There’s no need to fight.”

The older man crosses his arms. “But it’s not fair.”

“What’s not fair? I need you to explain to me because I have no idea what it is or how to help you.”

“She wanted to practice more with Dani than she did me. I mean, how does that make sense? How is that fair? I’m her fuckin’ dad, you know.”

A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips. “Jaim, you shouldn’t feel that way.” You brush away the hair that falls in front of his eyes.

“How else am I supposed to feel? Made me feel like- I don’t know.”

“You do know but I won’t push you because I know it’s the fact that Roy’s here. But please don’t worry about that-”

“Well, how else am I supposed to feel?”

You sigh. “Jamie, she’s wearing your number and has your name on the back of her jersey. She may want to hang out with him a few times but you’re her dad. You’re her number one player.”

Roy clearing his throat makes you roll your eyes, “and you as well, you big baby.”

The gruff man smirks in return, not wanting you to know how that makes him feel (special).

You return your attention to your boyfriend. “You are the reason she loves the sport, without you, who knows what she’d be obsessed with other than her toys, you know. I mean, you helped her find her future.”

He finally looks at you for the first time since he got home. “I did?”

You nod, smiling at him. “Of course, you fucking did because you are Jamie Tartt. Best girl dad ever, Jamie Tartt.”

He cups your cheek before leaning in to kiss you.

You pull back with a gasp as a wide smile dances across your lips.

“What is it?”

“Someone’s also trying to show you that they’re your number one fan with their strong kicks.” You grab his hand and hold it over the spot.

The exciting moment between you two is broken when a certain ex-player’s hand hovers over your belly.

“Come here, you quiet old man.”

“Oi.”

You raise a brow at him.

“I’m not that old.”

“I found it.”

You all turn to find your daughter trapped underneath the blanket.

“Roy, go help her before she trips, please.”

Your boyfriend takes this opportunity to whisper sweet promises to the baby.

Once your daughter is free and can see properly, she watches the two of you. “What are you two doing?”

“Your sibling is kicking,” he tells her.

Her eyes widen and she rushes towards you, wanting to feel the kicks as well.

Jamie grabs her hand so the two of them can feel the baby kicking together.

You glance over at Roy, who’s set the blanket off the side; he waves at you before leaving.

“Are you two having fun?”

They nod, not wanting to break their concentration.

You groan, throwing your head back.

“What? What is it?” Jamie asks, worried something’s wrong.

“You two keep pushing the baby onto my bladder and guess what?”

“I’ll help you up.” He gets you up with no problems. He leans closer to your ear, whispering, “all you need to do is ask, darling.”

You narrow your eyes to him. “Really? You really want to get cheeky with me, Tartt.”

He only smiles and walks with you to the bathroom.

“Go spend time with your daughter before she’s old enough to go out on dates.”

“Don’t do that to me.” And he’s back in the living room.

You chuckle, finding it too easy to rile him up.

[surrealsunday]

hey jaime, how are you??

i just come by to wish you a happy new year! (kinda late but it’s still january so it still counts 😌) i hope you have a great end of 2023 :))

also with a friend we were talking and we suddenly thought abt punzel!lucas/elu and we were wondering how these two lovebirds were doing and what would they be up to now, according to you 🤔👀 lowkey miss them now ngl sjdbdh (as well as the canon version of course)

can you believe this year is marking the five years of skam france s3, 5 YEARS OF ELU…

BTW HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW MAXEL CONTENT RECENTLY??? well literally all january we were being fed really well (individually and tgt) 😌 AND WE ALSO GOT MAXEL SELFIES IN BIG 2024 I VANT STOP SMILING THINKING ABT IT (sorry i’m freaking out again sjdbdh) their friendship is just so special and warms my heart sm every time it crosses my mind 💙

anyways i’ll stop my rant bc otherwise i could go on for hours 😭 wish you a wonderful evening/day and sending you lots of hugs and strength and luck 🫶🏻

Marieeeeee hiiiiiiiiii 😊❤️❤️❤️❤️!!! It was so nice to see a message from you! And a happy new year to you too!

I'm ok - I both can't believe it's gonna be the end of January and also can't believe it's still January 😂. Work has not stopped being insane since I took over this new position but I'm thankfully still loving it. And I'm especially loving living in a place where I am no longer dealing with -40 celcius through the winter 😅. I hope your holiday season and start of the new year has been going fabulously for you!

And 5 years? 5 YEARS?! How is that even possible omg 😭😭😭. That calls for a rewatch, I think. My babies 🥹. And the Maxel content yessss! I love you for linking posts thank you! One of my friends thankfully sends me things because I would end up missing them on social media otherwise. Honestly the joy their friendship brings me. 5 years and those boys are still tight. I love them so much. Also the fact that Rocco was looped into their little friend group and we have actual pics of Maxence with Rocco AND Axel? Truly... life has been good to us 😌😂.

And Punzel babies? Well, they're living their happy life together in their flat. Eliott definitely refers to Lucas as his husband even though - as Lucas insists - they're too young to get married. Eliott thinks that's nonsense because he's been waiting what amounts to their entire lives and obviously they're going to be together for life anyways. But for that same reason, he's not too fussed about it - official papers or not, they are married in his mind. They've definitely added to their little fam and have a cat in addition to their pup Pascale. The cat absolutely rules their home (as cats are known to do) and is the only one who can get Pascale to stop being mouthy (Huskies you know 😂). Lucas would definitely complain the cat doesn't like him and play up that they have some sort of nemesis relationship. Only Eliott has caught Lucas curled up asleep on the couch with the kitty on his chest wrapped up in his arms more than once. Eliott would be a little jealous about the fact that he's the one who dotes on the kitty but she still seems to be an utter suck for Lucas... only, he's the exact same way so he can't blame her 😌. Second to Lucas, her fave is Idriss. Because this cat has ✨taste✨. I'm trying to think what they would name their kitty... probably something Rapunzel adjacent because they're saps... but I don't have a name popping to mind just yet.

And of course there are the fun dynamics of their relationship that they will probably always be figuring out. Like Lucas realizing (and relishing) in the power he has over Eliott and the way he can make Eliott's brain short circuit in any variety of ways (like saying something incredibly explicit in the middle of much more innocent activities like cooking dinner). Then Eliott will remember he no longer holds his Punzel in the 'look but don't touch' category and things work out quite nicely for both of them 😌. Basically... they're living their best lives figuring out adulthood and now jobs together ❤️.

Sending you all the love and hugs back!

[richmonds-disaster-bi]

Your take on my idea of Roy getting Jaime pregnant with triplets was absolutely brilliant, and it would be so funny for Roy to faint at the doctor's office. Now I am wondering what everyone else's reaction to Jaime and Roy having triplets would be. Would Beard cry? Would Bumbercatch start knitting? Would Ted and Rebecca go into full Mom and Dad mode together? Would Dani and Sam call their parents to get recipes for delicious meals to make Jaime? Would there be a competition for who gets to be godfather? So many possibilities with Roy and Jaime realizing they have a huge family to be there for them!

Roy just absolutely being floored by it while Jamie is like "um babe, Im the one carrying them, please stop being dramatic"

The boys would take a few days before deciding to tell anyone. They just want to adjust to the idea, and Jamie has been told by the doctor that this will be difficult. They've both been told the reality of it all, including the fact they could lose one of the babies if things aren't treated with caution.

The first people they tell are family. Roy calls his sister, with Jamie's permission, because despite her not dealing with this side of medicine, she'd be able to talk him through it and be honest with him, and she is. She's very comforting to them both, and so excited about it. They hold off on telling Phoebe for a while but when they do she is over the moon. She's so excited to get three little cousins and is already planning gifts and the nursery with Roy's sister, and with Jamie's mum and step-dad after they tell them

With that support system told, the next thing they do is call Rebecca, Ted, Higgins and Beard into meeting because Jamie is going to have to stop playing. It's too much of a risk. Ted isntantly faints and Beard fails to catch him because Beard is freaking out, just wide eyed and making a high pitched noise. Higgins has his jaw on the floor, but quickly comes around and is congradulating them and offering advice. Rebecca takes a moment because these things are still a little hard on her, but in the end, she is just so happy for them and demanding she be god-mother and that they forgo a god-father because "obviously, these weaklings don't deserve the title, let me and Keeley handle it" which makes Jamie laugh

When they tell the team....it's silent for a moment before there is utter chaos. Richard is ordering the best baby fashion while talking in rapid french, Sam is hugging Jamie so tight and telling him what a great dad he is going to be, Isaac is claiming the triplets for a mini football team, and Colin is going "So we all agree Im going to be the best guncle right? Right?" which sparks a war over who is going to be the favourite uncle

Jamie and Roy are so overhwelmed with love, but it's also so reassuring and touching to know they have a whole support system to help them with this and support them

[scorpionyx9621]

Soft Bluepulse Headcanons because it's 2021 I'm procrastinating on my resume and wow this is a hell of a ship.

While you literally have to tell Jaime to please put a shirt on sometimes. Bart is rarely seen without his shirt on because he doesn't want Jaime to see the scars he got from Future Jaime and The Reach.

The one time Jaime did see the scars and the branded Reach identification code on Bart's arm. Jaime ran off and cried. When Bart finally caught up to Jaime being comforted by Nightwing. Bart confessed not only his intentions on doing whatever it took to stop Jaime, but that he also loved Jaime. When Jaime confirmed his feelings for Bart, the two agreed to no longer hold secrets from each other if they can help it.

While Bart is a caffeine fiend, Jaime can barely get past a can of soda. Poor boy always had a sensitivity to caffeine. And Khaji Da PANICKS if Jaime kisses Bart too soon after he has coffee because Jaime will feel the caffeine. He's that sensitive.

While Bart may be the snuggle bug, Jaime is usually the one to initiate more of the tender responses/reactions. If Bart's anxiety is begging to flair up, Jaime will just guard dog him and pull him into a tight hug. Bart stammering off on a topic and is being too loud. Jaime will bend down and give a gentle peck on the lips to Bart. Quiets him down every time.

Khaji Da is a staby asexual alien Superweapon who doesn't entirely get why Jaime likes the interdimemsional threat so much. But every time Jaime sees Bart happy and smile and even just the sight shoots all the good chemicals to Jaime's brain and even Khaji Da likes the chemical surge.

"Jaime Reyes, engaging in acts of s*x*al interc*urse is not conducive to human reproduction" "Good" "Why do you continue to partake in those actions" "Because I like Bart a lot and he's got a nice butt"

Bart has stolen 5 of Jaime's hoodies and refuses to give them back. Only allowing him to re-wear them temporarily because 'they don't smell like you anymore'. Jaime's parents are getting kind of sick spending more money on clothes but Jaime loves seeing Bart asleep in what he wears.

Jaime still gets really upset and cries when he thinks of just how bad he hurt Bart in his timeline. In fact Bart is surprised by just how emotional and just how much Jaime cries. He puts up a very cold and nonchalant front. But Bart has seen Jaime cry over sad Tik Toks of animals to crying over the stress of being a hero.

In response, Jaime is taken aback by just how much of a survivalist Bart is. When Bart is confronted with some seriously heavy and messed up shit he'll just go stone cold and straight-faced. He gets a bit better but still goes into survival mode and becomes almost emotionless for a while.

Speaking of, what helps Jaime and Khaji grow and work together is the fact the two start talking to each other. Bart starts to get over his fear and begins asking what Khaji thinks in this situation. The first time Bart said hi to both Jaime and Khaji, Khaji gave Jaime SO MUCH serotonin.

Jaime absolutely is the protective boyfriend. While Bart may be the one who seems more likely to square up. Last time someone said something homophobic towards them, Jaime punched them so hard they need Ed to get their jaw wired shut. Khaji had a hand but also told Jaime the exact site of/and position of the jugular vein and exactly how much pressure it would take to sever it.

Jaime is always cold despite being shirtless any opportunity he can be (boys are weird ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) and loves to snuggle with Bart because the boy is a literal human nuclear reactor of heat. So snuggles are always mutually beneficial.

When Bart found out that Jaime's favorite Hero was Batman. The first thing he did was go to Nightwing and ask if the Bats would be willing to surprise Jaime for his upcoming birthday. Nightwing told him he doubted it but have him Bat's contact anyways. Initially Batman said no. He's too busy for frivolous things like birthdays. Fast forward to two weeks later and of course Batman just pops into Titans Tower unannounced and is just like 'i want cake and to talk to Blue Beetle' Jaime is freaking out. Bart is just all smiles.

Jaime's parents were a little taken aback at first when he came out and told them he was dating Bart. Now Jaime literally cannot stop the text messages of his family asking how he and Bart are doing. Jaime's mom made some Tamales to give to Jaime since he said he missed her cooking, but made extra beef and cheese 'because those are Bart's favorites'

Both aren't spectacular at cooking, but Jaime is a better cook than Bart. But only barely. Bart knows how to cook something so it won't kill him from foodborne illness. Jaime has at least a better grasp on the concept of spices and seasonings. Together they combine their half selves to make one somewhat functional kitchen braincell.

Nightmares are something both the boys struggle with. And while both love to be comforted by the other. They both understand sometimes they'll be the subject of each other's nightmares and give each other their space. Sometimes it's more healthy to do that than risk re-traumatizing someone.

Enjoy!

[sunaswife]

Summary: It’s been five years since you’ve seen your ex, Rin. He’s still not over you and you’re not over him. When he finds out you have children he thought he didn’t have a chance. Then he finds out they’re his? All of a sudden you’re teaching Suna how to be a single dad.

note from denise: hi hii 🥺 I’m so happy and i love this chapter even though it’s all over the place so I’m sorry plz forgive me 🙇‍♀️

Warnings: Fluff, angst I guess, drama, and cuteness twin overload

Previously Up Next Masterlist

Chapter eight

You heard Hana and Jamie bickering in the living room as you took the burnt part off of the bell peppers you roasted. You were looking out the window in front of the sink every once in a while to check up on the kids. They were having fun playing with their father and uncles. You’ve never seen them smile brighter.

You were happy that they finally had their father, Tobio was a good figure but obviously not their real father. Earlier Rin gave his first scolding to your son for shoving Akira and he also told Akira that calling people idiot wasn’t nice. You couldn’t help but snicker behind your cardigan since he was obviously nervous and a bit awkward but it all worked out in the end. The twins and your best friends were peering through the door at the scene and they were in awe.

It just looked so natural. You, Rin and the kids. All that’s missing is a pet dog or cat. Jamie thought if you and Rin really try then you both could fall in love again and be a nice family all together. She grew up with divorced parents so she knew how tough it could be. She doesn’t want to hear you and Rin fighting in the future about upcoming holidays. Or maybe eventually having to separate the twins.

“Hana do you think you could ask the guys if they want to stay for dinner?” You said from the kitchen. “Oka-“ “No y/n, I think you should do it.” Jamie popped in. “Huh? I’m literally cooking.” You said as you reached into the bag of roasted peppers. Your fingers were stuck onto the black crisps. “You’re trying to avoid them.” She squinted and you rolled your eyes. “No I’m not.” You defended yourself. “Yes you are.” She deadpanned. “You never say no to setting for your kids. Even if you’re busy you tell them to give you five or ten minutes but when Rini asked you straight up said no since you needed to cook. I think that stung him a bit. He probably wanted to show off his skills to his dad.” She said and you frowned slightly. “I mean it’s fine, she’s probably uncomfortable which makes sense. The worst people in the world are just chilling in her house. It makes sense that she’s on edge.” The familiar voice said and you turned to see Atsumu leaning against the breakfast bar between your kitchen and living room. You didn’t want to say he’s right..but I mean..he’s right.

“...would you like to stay for dinner?” You asked awkwardly as Jaime sighed and walked away. “Mmm depends, what are you making?” He teased to try to help you ease up. “Food, either take it or leave it.” You said plainly as you flipped the pepper on the stove. “I miss your cooking so I think I’ll stay. Let me call Osamu so he can help.” He said and you immediately protested. “No it’s fine, you guys are the guests. I’ll feel bad.” You said and he chuckled. “Y/N-Chan..” he started, “Osamu owns his own restaurant, all he does is eat, cook, and work out. He would want nothing more than to help you cook. It’s in his DNA.” He said and you rolled your eyes. “Fine ask Rin if he wants to stay too.” You said. “Oh he’ll want to stay, plus we all carpooled together.” He said and you nodded and he left.

“Yo, we gotta go.” Jamie said from the doorway. “Did you say bye to the kids?” You asked and she nodded. “Sorry Y/N, we have a doctors appointment.” Jamie frowned slightly. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll call you later.” You smiled and she nodded sadly. After a quick goodbye hug they were out the door and Osamu was waiting in the kitchen to help you cook.

“Alright boss, let’s get started.” He said as he washed his hands and you chuckled.

Dinner went good, the kids mainly talked and were the stars of the show. After dinner they wanted to show their uncles and dad their Minecraft worlds on their tablets, courtesy of Tobio.

Suna offered to help clean up but you insisted it was fine and to spend as much time with the kids and he reluctantly agreed and you were left alone.

Your phone buzz after you sat on the breakfast bar to enjoy yet another cup of tea and you almost spilled it when you saw who was calling. “Holy shit, holy shit.” You muttered and the guys immediately turned to you from their spots on the couch. “I’m going to take this phone call I’ll be right back.” You said leaving Rin in charge and you answered while you made your way down the hall.

“Hello?” “Hi is this Y/N? This is Natsuo, the songwriter and director for the soundtrack for Kimetsu No Yaiba. From my understanding you are voicing Nezuko and Shinobu, correct?” “That is correct, sir.” You replied, “Well I stumbled across your portfolio and resume and I phone called your old vocal coach and he said some things about you.” He said. “Well I hope they’re all good.” You chuckled nervously.

“Yes they’re more than good actually and I wanted to offer you the opportunity of singing the opening for the anime, if not then maybe the outro. Would you be interested? Of course you’d have to come to the studio and sing for us and we’ll decide but I wanted to ask first since I know you also work as a volleyball commentator as well.” He said and you gasped.

“Yes sir of course, I would be honored...” you said happily. “Great! I see that you come in the studio on Monday for the read through of the script. Can you come earlier to audition?” He asked and you agreed and set up a time.

Normally any other person would want to audition after but if it’s singing, you can’t eat or drink sweet stuff before because it messes up your throat and you can accidentally burp and embarrass yourself. So you’d rather do the singing audition before and eat whatever is at the snack bar during the read through.

When you hung up the phone you squealed and did a little happy dance. You quickly took a deep breath and you made your way out of your office back to the living room. “Um...where are the twins? The Miya’s I mean.” You asked when you saw that only Suna was chilling with a kid on each side of him. “Osamu needed to check up on his shop and Atsumu had to go to the gym. I decided to stay behind because I didn’t know how long you would take.” He replied.

“But didn’t you all carpool?” You asked and he nodded. “I can Uber. Don’t worry.” He said and you nodded and sat next to Rini. “Kids guess what.” You said happily and they both looked up from their tablets. “I go to the studio on monday—“ “THE STUDIO CAN WE GO?!” They immediately asked with bright eyes. “Uh—I don’t know guys, I’m working and Jamie has work too i don’t know if someone can watch you guys at the studio.” You said. “What time and I’ll go. I can keep them entertained.” Suna spoke up.

“I’m gonna be there for a few hours..I’ll have a read through of the script and a song audition before that..” you told him. “Wait what do you do anyways?” He asked curiously and the kids gasped. “You don’t know what mommy does for a living?! She’s the coolest mom in the world.” Rini exclaimed with extended arms to emphasize the world. “Listen to the voice of the narrator.“ Akira said and shoved the tablet in his hands. It was Peppa pig. Honestly they couldn’t find a cooler role you played in? Even the side characters were fine, but Akira had to choose peppa pig.

Rin listened to peppa as she scolded her little brother Georgie. And finally he heard your voice narrate what happened and his eyes widened. “No way, you’re a voice actor?” He asked and you nodded. “Wow imagine that. You were always so shy and now your voice is heard by millions across the world.” He teased and your face tinted.

“Well when you put it like that it freaks me out!” You snatched the tablet from his hands and the kids looked at each other with raised brows. “I’m only kidding. But it’s pretty amazing that you do that. Any big roles you’re playing soon?” He asked. “I may or may not be acting in Kimetsu No Yaiba.” You said which was a manga series you both were obsessed with when you were together. “Say sike right now.” He gasped and you gave him that I’m serious face.

“Congrats Y/N. That’s freaking amazing. May i ask who you’re voicing?” He asked and you shook your head. “That’s a secret.” You said and he sighed. “Man got my hopes up for nothing.” He muttered causing your kids to giggle.

“Momma we invited dad to the field trip tomorrow he said yes.” Akira spoke up and your eyes widened. “Wait what—“ “I didn’t necessarily say yes. I wanted to make sure it was cool with you, first. They told me that they were homeschooled and you take them to different places for field trips all the time.” He tried to correct Akira and you nodded.

“Well...I mean..if you want to go then it’s fine. We’re going to an aquarium.” You said and the kids gave him puppy dog eyes. “Alright I’ll go then. It’ll be fun and you guys can show me what you’ve learned.” He smiled softly and the kids cheered. Is this really a good idea? You don’t know. But if your kids are happy, then you’re happy.

“Rin It’s getting late they have bath time and then they need to sleep.” You told him as the kids ran up and down the hall racing with Rini’s toy cars. “Alright then I’ll leave.” “I’m not kicking you out of anything-“ “No it’s fine I get it. I’ve intruded in your territory long enough.” He chuckled and you nodded. “Children of the corn! I’m leaving.” He called and immediately the kids emerged from the hallway and began whining and protesting. “You need to take a bath then go to bed. It’s late. I’m seeing you tomorrow anyways.” He knelt down on his knee to be of eye level with the kids.

“But we don’t want you to leave. I won’t sleep if you don’t read me a story.” Rini pouted and Akira nodded and you both sighed. “Fine, I’ll read you a bed time story and you will go sleep.” He told them and they nodded.

You rounded up the kids for a bubble bath and Rin was sitting on the counter as you explained what kind of kids soap you use and such. But he was mostly watching the kids play with the bubbles. “Hey Akira do you think I’ll look cool with my hair like this?” Rini asked with his messy wannable mohawk, he looked more like the grinch. Akira looked at her brother and snorted. “You look like a troll.” She muttered causing Rini to pout. “You’re so mean.” He mumbled. You got the shower head and told Akira to close her eyes as you finished washing her hair and body and she was finished. “Do you wanna try to finish Rini while I change Akira?” You asked Suna and his eyes widened. “I only know how to bathe my dog, I don’t know how to bathe a kid.” He protested. “Weren’t you watching me?” You asked. “I was distracted with the bubbles, okay.” He deadpanned and you sighed. “Rini help your dad.” You said plainly and left despite Suna’s protests.

“Alright princess, let’s get you dried up and ready for bed, yeah?” You asked the shivering girl in your arms and she nodded. You placed her on the bed and dried her hair a bit and you began to put on her lotion. You helped her into her underwear and she wanted to wear her fox onzie so you began helping her feet in when Rini stumbled in naked with Rin chasing after him with a towel. They were both soaking wet.

“Oh my god.” You sighed. “Boys.” Akira mumbled and you nodded. “You’re worse than washing a dog.” He said as he held him and dried his hair. “Woof.” Rini snickered and Suna flicked his forehead. “I’m soaking wet now.” He deadpanned to his son. You zipped up Akira after successfully placing her in her onzie and you moved on to your son. “Stop giving your dad such a hard time, he’s new to this whole parenting thing ya know?” You told him as you began to rub his face with lotion. “Akira go brush your teeth.” You told her and she pulled her dad along with her. “What do you want to wear to sleep?” You asked. “Can I wear my Fox onzie too?” He asked and you nodded. “Of course.” You replied and helped him into it too.

Rini went on his way to brush his teeth and you were met with the view of Rin helping his daughter floss and you just wanted to melt. This was so freaking cute. You don’t know if your heart could handle the cuteness. “Alrighty next victim!” Rin said and picked up Rini. He began to help him brush his teeth. You helped Akira down from the counter and she went off to look for a good book. You decided it was best to get one of Tobio’s shirts and shorts he had lying around for Rin so he wouldn’t get sick.

When Rini finished brushing his teeth, he went out to help Akira search for a book. “Are you still soaked?” You asked and Suna nodded. “Here wear this so you won’t get sick.” You tossed him some gym shorts and a random T-shirt. He gave a small thanks and you closed the bathroom door to leave him to change. “Alright where are my little foxes?” You hummed and you found your little demons kids jumping on your bed and patiently waiting to read. “Why aren’t you both in bed?” You asked and they stopped jumping and turned to you. “We wanna sleep here with you and daddy!” Rini said and you almost choked on air.

WITH RIN?! ARE THEY CRAZY OR CRAZY?

“Baby he’s not spending the night. He’s only going to read you a bedtime story then leave. You’ll see him tomorrow when you wake up.” You told them and they both had the saddest look on their faces. “But we wanna sleep with you and daddy. Please can he spend the night. Please please please!” Akira begged.

“I don’t mind if you don’t. It’s only for the night.” Rin almost whispered in your ear and you turned your head to him. “Are you sure? What about tomorrow? What are you going to wear?” You asked, “We can stop by my apartment in the morning before we head out.” He said and you raised a brow and turned back to your kids they were already comfy on the middle of your bed and you released your nth sigh of the day. “Fine, one night.” You answered and grabbed your pajamas and left to the bathroom to change.

When you returned Rin was on the left side of the bed with Rini right next to him. Akira patted your spot on the right side and you sat against the headboard of the bed. The twins had two books they wanted you both to read but they all fell asleep while you read the second one. You looked to see Rin, Rini and Akira sleeping and you can never get over how similar they looked like Rin. You quietly hopped out of bed and put the books away and turned off the lights.

You woke up to the sun shining on your face and arms around your waist. You felt a weight on your chest and you sighed and opened your eyes. You blinked a few times to make sure you weren’t seeing things but sure enough, Rin was sleeping on your chest. Just like old times and you tried to control your breathing. You don’t want to be the type of ex who yells and they fall off the bed. You realized the kids were not on the bed too and if Rin was cuddling you, then they must have been gone for a while.

“Rintarou—the kids—WAKE UP!” You quickly shook him and he opened his eyes and quickly moved away. He felt around him and he noticed the kids weren’t there. You both paused in silence to see if you can hear them but when you didn’t you quickly yeeted yourself off the bed with Rin following right at your tail. You opened the door to the twins room and you saw them in their own bed hugging their plushies. You held a hand over your chest and you leaned against the doorframe. “My heart literally dropped.” You turned to Rin.

“Mine did too. Do they usually do that?” He asked. “No, never.” You sighed and closed the door.

The twins opened their eyes and they looked at eachother from across the room. “I told you mom would get a heart attack. We’re lucky she didn’t cry.” Akira whispered. “Whatever at least they cuddled together like a nice married couple.” Rini whispered back and Akira nodded. “I hope mommy and daddy get back together.” Akira said. “They will, our plan is perfect.” Rini whispered mischievously and Akira smiled.

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[shadowhuntertrash]

Are other characters besides the tid allowed? If so, maybe Cristina?

yes!! also i love christina so much 😭

(fun fact my name is emma and my best friend's name is christina but she doesn't read the books so she doesn't understand the iMpOrTaNcE)

christina is an absolute sweetheart and badass in canon which is just yes because yES

when they were younger and her and jaime were still going to be parabatai the other boys would tease him about having a parabatai that was a girl but she killed them with kindness most of the time

saying things like 'oh well, i'm just glad to have one' which turned into more bitter comments such as 'well at least he knows any girls' which turned into beating their aSsEs in training

she isn't the confrontational type and will avoid you like the plague if the need arises

she is also the type of person who would apologize to someone when they are the ones who messed up

diego was always super sweet to her but he was almost too sweet, too good

she needed someone a little more reckless to balance out her (previous) lack of recklessness

she loves car rides and she almost always has her hair braided in case she needs in out of her face immediately

she is either in a sundress of black skinny jeans and a cute top

she doesn't realize how freaking hot she is nor does she want eyes on her all the time

she is the type of person who is uncomfortable when people stare at her because she doesn't really understand why they are

emma was her first girl friend and she treasures her immensely because of it

christina and kit get along really well because they both came and got swept up in the blackthorns

christina is like a sister to kit and always makes sure to hug him from time to time and check in because she's nice like that and he needs it

he does the same for her since emma gets swept up in julian a lot

[my-arya-underfoot]

Game of Thrones Frozen AU:  In which Jon is Elsa and Arya is Anna and I Will Hear No Arguments

So, obviously it’s set in the chilly kingdom of The North, ruled by King Ned and Queen Catelyn Stark with their four children – Robb, Sansa, Arya, Bran - and their cousin/adopted sibling, Jon.

Jon is born with magical snow & ice powers leading to his nickname Jon Snow. (I know, hilarious). All his siblings love playing with his ice magic, especially his favourite sister Arya who is always asking Jon to build snow wolves.

One night all the Starklings sneak out to play with the magic, but Jon accidentally ends up hurting Arya. Ned and Catelyn rush to the only people they can think can help - Followers of the Lord of Light, Thoros of Myr and Beric Dondarrion.

Using their fire powers, they heal Arya but wipe all the children’s memories, except Jon’s, to keep them safe.

Ned and Catelyn are so worried about Jon controlling his powers that they close up Winterfell completely and raise the children out of reach from the world.

Robb trains to be King, Sansa dreams of True Love Prince freeing her, Bran climbs Winterfell’s towers to see outside and Arya waits outside her favourite brother’s door asking him to build a snow wolf. She treasures the last gift he gave her – a little sword called Needle that looks like an ice shard. Meanwhile, Jon only gets more anxious and scared as his powers grow.

Things get even worse when Ned, Catelyn and Robb voyage to the southern Riverlands kingdom and are killed in a storm. Under final orders from the late King & Queen, the castle remains closed. ☹

                                                             xx

After several years, Bran – now the new heir – reaches sixteen and is being crowned King.

Nobles from all the nearby kingdoms come for his coronation, including the slimy Lord Littlefinger from the Vale, and Prince Joffrey from the Westerlands – who Sansa meets and is instantly smitten with. Jon emerges and Arya again tries to connect with him.

At Bran’s coronation celebrations, Sansa announces she’s marrying Joffrey – triggering an argument with Bran, Arya and Jon who object. The argument escalates and Jon loses control of his ice powers, accidentally causing Bran to get hurt (idk, he falls off a balcony??).

Horrified at what he’s done, Jon flees, sparking a country-wide winter. Realising why he’s been hiding for all these years, Arya goes after him, leaving Sansa as regent, while Bran is recovering.

Jon flees far North and builds himself a giant ice castle – which he names The Wall. (Because he’s Putting Up Walls and the author is Not Subtle). He also builds the snow wolves Arya wanted for so long – Ghost and Nymeria.

Arya, following him, stops at an inn (run by an affable fellow called Hot Pie) and bumps into a grumpy blacksmith named Gendry who works shoeing traveller’s horses and fixing their wagon wheels and what-not. He’s extra-grumpy bc there aren’t a hell of a lot of travellers at the moments.  

Gendry agrees to help Arya to find Jon, and Much Bickering, Bantering And Snarking Occurs.

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Back at Winterfell, Doctor Luwin says Bran will recover. Lord Littlefinger calls for Prince Jon to be killed. Sansa refuses and Joffrey gallantly offers to lead his men to find Jon and check Arya is ok.  

Arya and Gendry meet Nymeria on their travels, and Arya realizes Jon did want to build a snow wolf with her all that time. (Many hearts are warmed). They reach Jon at the Wall, and Arya begs him to come back – but Jon refuses, too scared of hurting anyone/her again. They argue, and Jon ends up blasting her in the heart. 

Gendry – absolutely freaking out naturally – takes Arya to his adopted family: The Brotherhood Without Banners, led by good old Beric and Thoros. They tell him only an Act of True Love, can save Arya – but she collapses before she can suggest who her ‘true love’ is.

Joffrey and his gang make it to The Wall, capture Jon and take him back to Winterfell.

Gendry decides to take Arya back to Winterfell. But he stops at the inn again, and Hot Pie tells him everyone knows the gossip – the Princess is in love with Prince Joffrey. For reasons his angsty heart only just realizes, Gendry is devastated and broods all the way down the mountain as he and Nymeria race to get Arya to Joffrey.

                                                            xx

Meanwhile, Sansa wonders why Bran isn’t waking up and discovers Joffrey is poisoning him. She confronts Joffrey, and he reveals that he to the North to get the throne – he and his mother Cersei have always been resentful they won’t rule the Westerlands (his Uncle Jaime’s family is in line), so he came to find his own kingdom. Marrying Sansa meant he only had to get Bran out of the way – and these distastrous, messed-up Starks offered him the perfect opportunity.

Joffrey imprisons Sansa, telling everyone that his fiancée has succumbed to the same madness as her cousin, and he will act as the interim ruler on her behalf until Arya and Bran return or recover. (And if they never do, well, Joffrey and the future child he’ll have with Sansa can take care of things oki doki cool).

Gendry makes it to Winterfell, and hands the unconscious Arya to Joffrey – telling him the Kiss of True Love needed, and he knows he and the Princess love each other. (Joffrey’s like “ah yup ofc, her, my true love.”) Gendry leaves, though Nymeria sticks around and does Not Seem Happy About All This for some reason.

Jon and Ghost manage to break out of the cell and head out into the blizzard.

Arya warms up enough to wake up, and Joffrey reveals everything, leaving her to die. Arya is just like ffs, this family needs to get things together. Nymeria helps her escape and she sends Nymeria to get Gendry – who Arya would bet is her True Love which she would have said before HAD ANYONE ALLOWED HER TO GET A WORD IN EDGEWAYS BEFORE COLLAPSING.

Nymeria reaches Gendry, and persuades him to head back for Arya. (Don’t ask me how she does this – a lot of barking I guess).

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Now shit’s really going down –

Joffrey tracks Jon out on the ice, gloating to him that he killed Arya. Jon falls apart, not wanting to live in a world without his little sister.  

An-almost-but-not-dead-yet Arya stumbles through the blizzard – she sees Gendry & Nymeria charging over to save her…and Joffrey about to kill Jon. She draws Needle and throws herself in front of Jon to take the blow as the ice reaches her heart and she freezes.

Gendry, Nymeria and Jon all cry because holy shit, no no no no no not Arya.

…But as well all know, that 100% was an Act of True Love, and Arya unfreezes. Group Hug time!!!  

Jon realizes love was the answer and finally Lets His Feelings Go, and ends the winter. More Hugs.

The gang arrest Joffrey, throw out Littlefinger, free Sansa and Bran wakes up. Sansa punches Joffrey in the face, Bran ascends as King, Arya kisses Gendry (which miraculously stops him brooding for like a whole day), and Jon creates snow wolves for Bran and Sansa as well.

They all celebrate together and Jon tells Arya he’ll never shut her out again.

Happy Endings and Good Time Commence.

THE END.

  ** Rickon, I’m sorry that you don’t exist in this AU, but you’d just be another obstacle for Joffrey to kill.

*** The Westerlands sends a new ambassador – Prince Tyrion – who is very apologetic about his nephew and everyone agrees he’s a fine upgrade.

**** Room for a sequel featuring the gang going Beyond the Wall or Over the Sea? where Jon’s father is from & ruled by Princess Daenerys. There’s a team up to gain control of all the elements – Jon is the fifth element/bridge, Arya takes Water, Dany - Fire, Bran could have Earth or Air. Depending on which way he goes, Tyrion takes Earth or Sansa takes Air. 

[aliveanddrunkonsunlight]

Amazing race or Modern P&P?

Amazing Race - So, uh, this has been sitting in my Google docs for over a year. It’s never going to get written, so I’m gonna post all of it.

The first day of the race is the hottest day of the year in London. Brienne said goodbye to her dad, making sure he knew where all of the production office phone numbers were, in case he needed to get in touch with her. “I’ll be fine, love.” He said and kissed her on the cheek. “Have a lovely time.” They’d exchanged a long hug in the entryway, guilt clawing at her chest, before she swung her backpack onto her shoulders and walked out to where the scheduled car waited for her. 

The Race had been a popular show in the States for over a decade. With ratings dropping, the producers had decided to partner with media companies across the world and open the competition to participants worldwide. Instead of having competitors audition for the show in pairs, or “teams” as the producers called them, this season was also different because everyone auditioned individually. 

Once Brienne learned she was going to be on the show, she received an email which included fact sheets on all the other participants. Contestants were supposed to look at all the profiles and narrow down their choice for a teammate to three or four people. On the first day of shooting--today--they would have a chance to meet, interview, and pick their teammates. She was dreading that bit. Despite her size and strength, she’d always been picked last for team sports in school, and she could do without being retraumatized by it as an adult. She’d been diligent about doing her research on the other participants and stuck her top three list in her back pocket.

The car takes her all the way to the north side of Tower Bridge, where Brienne has instructions to get out and walk across. Her driver wishes her luck and hands her a bottle of water as she loads on her pack. She’s going to be a sweaty mess before she even arrives at the start. 

Reminding herself of her yoga breathing, Brienne stares out at the slow moving water of the Thames for a few seconds before she starts her walk across. She has to dodge around tourists, her pack gets jostled as people pass, and Brienne starts to understand why the producers asked them to do this. It’s good training for the rest of the race. She knows they will be traveling through tight spaces with their backpacks and probably in hotter conditions than London’s. Once she reaches the south end of the bridge, she can see people in purple Race shirts. “Hi!” One of them greets as she approaches. “You must be Brienne Tarth?”  

She can feel her adrenaline kick in and all she wants is to do this. To get started. The young woman gives Brienne instructions, but she’s barely listening. At the bottom of the stairs of the bridge, someone else wearing a Race shirt directs her to the right. 

Brienne blinks, trying to take in the scene. There’s a small park, which is blocked off for filming, and she can understand why they picked it, as it’s nestled between City Hall and Tower Bridge. Not to mention that on the other side of the Thames is the Tower of London and a view of a few of the modern skyscrapers added to London’s skyline in the last few years. “Brienne?” she hears a familiar voice and looks up to see Catelyn Stark striding towards her, her long auburn hair piled up on her head in a messy, but elegant bun. Catelyn was half the reason she was here at all. “We’re starting to gather all the contestants so we can start filming you choosing your partners.” 

The older woman gestures for someone and a minute later, a young woman with a slightly upturned nose and glittering brown eyes is standing in front of Brienne, dotting her face with a makeup brush. “You have lovely skin,” the young girl tells her. “Just taking away some of that shine for camera.” 

Surveying her fellow contestants is a surreal feeling. She recognizes them all, due to the producers’ email, and her own time spent narrowing down a top three list. Brienne has to wonder if the others did as much research on her as she has on them. Her gaze continues around the circle until she spots him. 

He is somehow even more beautiful than his pictures. His golden hair glitters brightly in the sunlight. He’s cut it since casting, it’s cropped closer now, but it doesn’t make him look any less attractive. There’s a slight smile on his face, as if all this is entertaining more than anything, and he keeps raising his eyebrows when anyone meets his gaze. He hasn’t noticed her staring. Yet. 

The strangest thing about him is while most people are dressed in athletic wear, he’s wearing a white button up shirt. Anyone else might look out of place, like they’re wearing their father’s suit, but he has the sleeves rolled up, showing off his tanned forearms, and he looks relaxed. She hates him for it because she feels as if she’s about to lose her breakfast. 

He folds his arms across his chest and she can see the swell of his bicep through his shirt. Seriously, fuck him. 

Except he had the best resume by far. He had grown up splitting time between Spain, Denmark, and the United States, so he had knowledge of several languages. Had played all variety of sports his whole life, although he preferred lacrosse and football. He’d even played in a professional league, but when he injured his right knee, he’d had to give up any burgeoning professional career. 

She knows she’s probably not even on his radar, so she’ll have to approach him quickly once the producers give them permission. Cameras and crew seem to be circling around, so perhaps it’s time. Brienne feels her gut tightening with nerves. Catelyn comes to the middle of their circle, a clipboard under her arm, and makes a short welcome speech. “Okay, once I step out of the circle, a horn will sound, and you are free to approach each other to choose your team.” She tosses a wink at Brienne and then the horn buzzes. 

She’s taken all of a single step when she notices Jaime striding towards her. “Hi, I’m Jaime.” He smiles and she expects two rows of dazzling white teeth, but she notices a couple of his bottom ones are crooked. It makes him all the more appealing, somehow, knowing someone who looks like him has flaws. He extends a hand, shaking hers. 

“Uh, hello, yes, I know. From the producers’ email?” She stutters, eyes averted. He’s too pretty to look at for too long. She takes a breath, steadying herself. “Anyway, I’m Brienne.” 

“Hello, Brienne. So why should you be my teammate?” 

Now she looks him levelly in the eye. “I’m strong.” He crooks an eyebrow up at his, perhaps impressed by her candor. “I’ve done sports for most of my life. Fencing, football, rowing. I came in fourth at Olympics qualifying three years ago.”

“Brava,” he says, slightly snidely, but pushes on. “Any languages?”

“Italian. A little Greek.” When this earns her another surprised look from Jaime, she explains, “My father is a classics professor.” She is about to ask why she should pick him, even though she’s mostly had her mind made up about him for weeks, when another contestant, a slim girl with long brown hair curled carefully, comes over to Jaime and touches him on the arm. 

“Hi, I’m Margaery.”

“Uh, hi,” Jaime says, a little distractedly, and Brienne can understand why. Unlike most of the other women here, who are wearing tank tops and leggings, Margaery is wearing only a sports bra, her midriff bare, showing off her tiny waist. Not to mention her sports bra appears to be a push-up one--Brienne didn’t even know they made those, but of course they do--because her breasts have an amazing amount of cleavage for someone so petite. Jaime can barely keep his eyes on her face. She lets out a sigh, realizing her top pick for teammate all too easily has fallen for the nearest pretty thing. But before she can step away to talk to her second choice, Jaime manages to tear himself away from the young woman long enough to tell her, “It was nice to meet you, Brienne.”

Maybe hope isn’t lost after all. 

When the twenty minutes are up, they all stand in a circle again and announce their top choices. There are some complicated rules about what happens if multiple people pick the same person, but they’re fair rules, so Brienne is fine with it. She’s too busy trying not to freak out that she didn’t plan this strategically enough, because now it’s obvious to her that everyone will want Jaime as a partner, and she should have selected someone else as her first choice. But it seems too late to change it now. She’d spoken with her second and third choice and they’re both lovely, but they’re not Jaime. To her, he was the only partner who could match her athletically, thus giving them the best chance of winning the grand prize: a million dollars.

Her heart hammers in her chest. The announcement is alphabetical, so it means she probably has to go first, except the cameraman is setting up in front of someone else. Addam. Oh thank god.

Another cameraman approaches her, but she barely has time to think about it, because Addam is already announcing his pick. “Margaery.” Margaery’s eyes widen, but she covers quickly, smiling prettily and giving him a small wave.

“Brienne,” the cameraman whispers, prompting her. “Jaime,” she says solemnly. He smiles politely and nods at her, his expression giving nothing away about how he feels. A couple other people pick him as well and they’re not even through the first half of the alphabet yet. It doesn’t really matter, she tells herself. It’s over. Jaime will pick Margaery and Margaery will pick him. 

She’s so caught up in her thoughts she’s barely paying attention when the cameraman finally focuses on Jaime. He flashes that million watt smile and says, Margaery. “Brienne.” 

What? She opens her eyes--she hadn’t even realized they were closed--and stares at him, mouth half open. Oh god, she is an idiot. He lets out a small laugh and winks at her.

[wickedjaime]

brienne? :)

favorite thing about them: I love the gender themes going on with her; she is outwardly masculine, but has the heart of a maiden. Her low self esteem is so relatable. And she's just so sweet and gentle but also badass. She's just so cute and precious I wanna hug her 🥺she's baby basically and like honestly how many ugly female characters are out here like this? And how many of those have LOVE INTERESTS? She's honestly just a unique icon breaking barriers

least favorite thing about them: Brienne of Tarth did nothing wrong ever

favorite line: Her talking about how she's failed her father cause she is a freak and not fit to be a son or a daughter KILLS ME. Also love the cliche "no chance and no choice"

brOTP: I really really love the idea of her and Pia becoming besties!!! They can thirst over Jaime together!! Also she and Dany should be friends because they are totes Targ cousins (or lovers too hey why not I love it either way lmao!)

OTP: Jaime x Brienne, Dany x Brienne

nOTP: Brienne/Addam, and not to bring up the show but... Brienne/Tormund

random headcanon: Um I don't truly subscribe to this but I like the idea of her mother being Dornish, and Brienne being a white passing biracial person/half Dornish

unpopular opinion: JB fandom will excommunicate me for saying this on main but I thought most of her AFFC chapters were boring and should have been heavily edited or cut, sorry besties not even Brienne can make me enjoy an unsolicited travelogues of Westeros. I loved the character study stuff and the Jaime thirsting but everything elseeeee oof

song i associate with them: I Am Not a Robot by Marina and the Diamonds

favorite picture of them: Any Brienne @knifeears has drawn I just love it, also love @darcydash 's design of her

ask me about a character and I'll list these things about them

[braden-holtbys]

Maybe It’s Worth the Wait

A/N: Hey I’m back on my bullshit except it’s with my goalie man Martin Jones.  Also because I’m a hoe for goalies and I miss Martin Jones (;-;). Part of it will be under the cut

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You always kind of dreaded going up to San Jose with the team ever since you started interning for the Kings. Sure, it was a hassle being there, but the city was kind of nice. It wasn’t as crazy as Los Angeles is with the traffic and all, but the team and city are your home. 

In fact, you were about halfway done with your last year at Pepperdine and mostly needed to finish the internship to graduate and get a job. Luckily, winter break was coming around the corner and was three and a half weeks. You also had time to look around at graduate schools with your friend Jamie since the team was gonna be away for most of December. Thank the gods, right?

To be honest, you were glad that you had someone like Jamie to go with and to help decide on schools. Now that you think about it, some of the schools you were accepted to were up by the Bay Area. What if you bumped into Martin Jones? God, it’s been what.. two or three years now since he was traded? Why think about it now though if you don’t even know where you want to end up? Maybe it’s just the part of you that still has a crush on him and still hopes that there’s something. You still had his number but you both rarely texted each other after the trade. Something about it made you think that he’s moved on or forgot about you.

‘Of course, I’ve been a sucker for the back up goalies,’ you thought to yourself, lost in a daydream. 

“Helloooooo, earth to Y/N!!,” Jaime yelled while waving a hand in front of your face. You snapped out of the daydream and looked at her. “Dude, you good?”

“Yeah, sorry,” you replied as you took a sip of soda. Jaime and you decided to go to a local bar while in San Jose, just to hang out for a bit after a day of looking around the state university. 

“Alright, whatever you say Y/N,” Jaime replied. Her eyes shifted to something or someone behind you. Whoever it was, she moved her hand by yours as if it was a signal to not look. “Hey, there’s some guy looking over here.”

“Maybe he’s got the wrong people,” you scoffed a little as her eyes diverted back to you. 

“Oh uh, looks like he’s coming over. It seems like he knows you,” she said with some panic in her voice.

“Hey, Y/N,” a male voice said, though it was raised a bit because of how loud the bar is.

“Martin?,” you asked excitedly as you looked up at the man. You finally got up and hugged him, surprised that he still recognized you. “It’s been a while.”

“Way too long, Y/N,” Martin replied. “How have you been?”

“Good, my friend and I have been looking at some schools up here,” you answered as he waved hello to Jaime. “Is it okay if we talk outside?” You looked over at Jamie, who gave you a quick nod, but was still shocked that you know Martin Jones.

You both made your way outside, and it felt like the world was stopping tonight just for you two. Time seemed to slow down. 

“So really, how have you been?,” he asked as he turned to face you. Martin’s full attention was on you and your heart felt like it was gonna stop.

“To be honest, I’ve been kind of stressed. I’m almost done with school, I mean I just got on winter break. I’m glad that this internship I have is good, but it’ll be over at the end of the season anyways,” You sighed a bit, but smiled. “But hey, I miss having you on the team. I’m glad you’re the starter because you deserve it.” It warmed your heart to see him smile at the praise. 

“Why haven’t you called or texted me though?,” he asked. Martin seemed a little puzzled since you both lost touch after the trade. You looked down at your feet before answering and it felt like you were going to cry. The pause and silence seemed to set the mood.

“I honestly thought that you were too busy for me with hockey and attention you’re getting. Trust me, I’m very happy for you. I just didn’t want to seem like I was bothering you..,” you paused. “Plus I thought that you’d move on to other girls who are better than me.” Martin moved closer to you, moved your chin up so you can look at him. Both of his hands took yours. 

“What do you mean? Y/N, you’re beautiful to me. Honestly I just never got the chance to say anything,” Martin consoled. “I know that other girls don’t know me like you do.”

“I- Thank you Martin, but it just feels like I don’t belong here,” you started explaining to him. “I don’t know, I just feel like I’m out of place with the type of girls that hockey players go for.” You can see it in his eyes that he still longs for you to be by his side. However, it seemed like Martin still wants the best for you. Martin seemed sad that you felt that way, and to you, it felt like you’re the one. 

“Well you know that as crazy as LA is, it still feels like home right now,” you continued. “The school here is alright anyways. Weird that it still feels like it’s in the middle of nowhere. But, I know that they have the graduate program that I’m looking for.” He chuckled because even he knew that there was some truth to that.

“Well, I’ll have you know that I’m willing to wait for you. You’re never bothering me when you text or call me, just know that. Maybe we can FaceTime,” Martin finally answered. You loved that he heard you out, never letting go of your hands. 

“Maybe I do belong here,” you stated. “You know I’ve always had a crush on you.” He smiled from ear to ear, elated to hear it.

“Yeah, me too. I- I mean I like you too-” 

“Y/N!!,” Jaime called as the two of you looked over at her standing by the bar’s entrance. You both looked back at each other, staring into each others eyes. A goodbye. He finally let go of your hands.

“Martin, I guess this is goodbye for now,” you said quietly as he nodded. “Maybe it’s worth the wait to see you again.”

“It’s worth the wait because you have my heart. I want to be with you Y/N, and I want to be your boyfriend,” Martin said, tears in your eyes.

“Of course, I’ll be yours!,” you screamed and jumped into his arms, receiving a kiss on the head. 

“C’mon ya lovebirds! It’s freaking cold out here!,” Jamie yelled out to you guys, rubbing her arms. 

“Well this is goodbye for now Martin,” you whispered as he let go. 

“Alright Y/N,” he replied quietly. “Text me when you get back safely. And just know that you’re welcome to stay with me if you choose to come up here for school.”

“I’ll let you know Martin,” you answered with a smile. “And yeah, I’d love to stay with you. Maybe this’ll be my new home.” He smiled once more, and nodded to your friend as you both walked back to the bar’s entrance. You and Jamie waved goodbye to him before you went to the hotel room. 

Martin stood there for a bit with the biggest smile on his face. 

“Hey there you are,” a teammate of his said as he came out of the bar. “Dude, are you okay?”

“Oh yeah, yeah,” he replied as he turned to the teammate. “Just caught up with someone I know. Well, someone close to me.”

There’s no maybe about it anymore. The wait is worth it, even if it’s going to be several months. At least you’ll see each other a few times for the rest of the season.

[calixddm101706]

Different You. II

..........THE NEXT DAY.........

Damian called the entire team to the common room to tell them the news.

Raven was kind of worried because Damian never called a meeting if it wasn't urgent. Like Batman gave us a mission or something.

Once everyone was present, all eyes were on the boy wonder.

"Why did you call is Damian?" Kori asked waiting.

Damian took a deep breath then started,

"I am leaving the team." He said unfazed, the team on the other hand were shocked to their very core, gasps filled the room. 'What?'s and 'Why?'s covered the room.

Raven was shocked, Why? What's wrong? Did we piss him off? Why is he leaving? She thought endlessly.

Damian heard all the questions towards him, he felt like he was standing in front of paparazzi.

He raised a hand to silence the voices of his team, "This is not because you have pissed me off or annoyed me endlessly. It is because I want to try what a normal life has to offer. I will dearly miss this team and everyone. You were good colleagues. Thank you for everything." He said trying his best to hold back tears.

Once Kori heard his reason her confused expression turned into a happy one. This is the side he was hiding.

The entire time he was with the Titans, the Tamaranian princess has watched this young man grow.

From that cold broken boy she met to this extraordinary young man, this was probably because of  Raven. She helped him develop all throughout his years as a member of the Titans.

"As much as I will dislike seeing you leave this group, I know this is the best for you, and I know you will accomplish great things, Damian. I am proud of you." Kori said with a warm smile.

Damian just nods with a smile, he appreciated her response to this matter. Gar speaking brought his gaze to the team.

"Yeah dude, we will definitely miss you." Gar said with a smile.

"Yeah hermano, we will miss your annoying attitude." Jaime adds.

"We will definitely miss you boy wonder, especially Raven." Jon says smirking then turned to face the said empath.

Raven just blushed when Damian's gaze went to her. She knew they were waiting for her opinion on this.

"I......WE will miss you." She says, watching what she says, making sure she dosen't show her true intentions.

What was her true intentions?

She hated it, she would never admit it, but she liked the boy wonder, probably even loved him. She didn't want to be away from him.

She wanted him, here, with her.

But she also wanted what was best for him, and this was the best for him. So she decided to go with it, not even thinking about the pain and sorrow this will give her.

Damian just smiles back and nods, also happy with her response.

"You should go pack." Donna suggests. Damian nods then walks out of the room, leaving a still slightly shocked team in the room.

Once he was done packing he left his room, taking one more look before finally closing the door. He headed to the elevator, but couldn't help but reminisce the memories he created in this place.

Just thinking about these memories made him tear up, but his cold exterior covered that up.

Once he went out the front door, he saw the entire team there, waiting for him. He raised an eyebrow, he was shocked and confused why they were there.

"We are here to bid you farewell." Kori said with a smile, tears formed in the corners of her eyes, even though he was an irritating at times, Damian was family to her.

"Yea dude, you don't think we are just going to let you leave without a proper goodbye." Jon said. Damian nodded in understanding.

"Very well then, although I have one more thing I would like to say." He said causing the Tamaranian and everyone else to look confused.

"Don't make this team sloppy without me, do your best, don't fail, and train." He said with a smirk, causing some light giggles around.

Raven suddenly went forward to the front of the group, which instantly catches Damian's attention.

Raven looks back to give Kori a look, she understands then nods, "Okay team, we have training to do." Kori announced, the team nodded then followed her back inside, all except Raven.

"So......." Raven didn't know what to say, she can't just spit out 'I love you're out of nowhere.

"I will miss you." She admits, he flashes her a warm smile.

"Me too, I would definitely miss our morning tea." He replies, causing the mage to chuckle.

"Oh yeah! Wait right there." Raven ordered as she ran inside then got something.

She came out again but with Titus in her hands, Damian raised an eyebrow at the sight, "I think you should keep Titus." He suggests.

"No, you should keep him, to remember me by." She says handing him the dog, but he refuses.

"No, you should keep him, you need him more than I do, and plus, I will never, ever forget you Raven." He admits with a smile, causing Raven to blush crimson red. Raven puts Titus down then the said dog ran inside the tower.

Their gazes locked, they were just staring at each other, enough words were said, their eyes said everything.

They were lost in each other's eyes that they didn't hear the sound of the Batmobile heading their away.

"Hey guys!" Dick shouted, his head peeking outside the vehicle. His voice snapped the two out of their staring.

"I should get going." Damian said gesturing to the black car infront of them. Raven nodded them whispered a "yeah" before walking back slowly to the door of the tower.

Damian gets in the passenger seat, but before the doors slide open, he takes one last glance at the tower.

Then his gaze trails down to the empath waiting for them to leave.

He gives one final wave to Raven before the door slides close.

The engine started then it took off, Raven just watched as the boy she liked, go farther away from her.

That was a year ago, now the Titans were doing pretty good, they have been doing their missions well. But every now and then they reminisce moments with the former boy wonder.

Raven heard that he also quit being Robin and went to Gotham Academy. Sure she was happy for him, but she really missed him.

So when Dick said that they were going to visit Damian she was freaking jumping in excitement, not infront of the team though. She also decided to bring Titus, so he too, can reunite with the former Robin.

Now she was here, in the common room, waiting for everyone to appear, she was excited and nervous.

Would he still remember us? Did he forget about me? Her thoughts were all over the place.

The team appeared from the doors, causing the empath to immediately stand up from her seat.

"Somebody's a little excited to see you know who." Donna said with a smirk, she earned a death glare from the half demon.

"Dick said that we can go there now, Raven can you teleport us infront of the front door of the Manor?" Kori asked the mage. She nods.

The team surrounds Raven, waiting for her magic. She puts her arms out then chants her usual spell.

Black magic envelopes the team, and less than 10 seconds later, they appear in front of the Manor.

They look around to make sure they are at the right place, and once they saw Jason Todd on top of the stairs leading to the front door they knew they were.

"Hey Teen Titans!" Jason shouts, they just wave back.

"Why are you guys here?" Jason asked, "We are here to visit Damian." Kori said.

"Oh yeah, me too. I haven't seen demon spawn on like a year or two." He says with a grin.

Damian being called 'Demon Spawn' angered Raven but she chose not to do anything about it.

The huge doors opened to reveal the infamous Alfred Pennyworth.

"Welcome everybody, please do come in." He greets formally.

Jason and the team walked in, Jason was looking for things that changed during the time he was away, but also just admiring the structure. Same for the Titans, they were admiring the design of the household.

"Titus!"

They were cut out of their thoughts when a familiar voice was heard and Titus ran pass their feet.

They followed where the dog was headed to, their gazes follow the dog up the staircase, and what was waiting at the end was no other than....

Damian Wayne.

"Hey guys! How are you?" He asks while rubbing Titus' head.

This shocked the team and Jason to their very core, his voice was filled with............

Happiness.

Raven couldn't explain the sight that was looking at, Damian Wayne, showing his emotions?

Their gazes follow Damian down the stairs, their faces still wore a shocked expression.

"Hey! Gar!" He greets then hugs Gar, the green boy was shocked, but returns the hug.

He hugs now?! Raven thought.

He went next to Jaime, but does something differently, "Hey Jaime do people irritate the scarab?" He asks.

"Why?" Jaime asked back, confused.

"Because I can see that they are BUGGING him." He answers, then bursts out in laughter.

"Oh my God." Jaime replies. Once Damian noticed that everyone wasn't laughing he stopped then raised his eyebrow.

"What? Oh come on! That was funny!" He says looking back and forth to each member of the team.

Raven still couldn't belive the sight, This is a whole new Damian. This is probably what normal did to him. He was filled with joy and playfulness. He is literally Gar. This is new Damian. Damian Wayne reborn. She thought to herself.

He goes next to Donna, Kori, Jon, and finally Raven. Once he reaches the empath, he quickly wraps his arms around her.

"I have missed you Raven." He says, his lips beside her ear.

He pulls out of the hug, then faces everyone. "Anybody want cookies? I just baked some." He said pointing at the kitchen.

This new Damian scared Raven, her legs took control, she ran out the front door, to nowhere headed.

Her movement got everyone's attention. "Raven! Wait, where are you going!" Kori yells, she gets no response, Raven just continues running.

"I'll go after her, you guys enjoy the cookies." Damian said, his tone filled with worry.

The team nodded, then Alfred led them to the kitchen.

Damian went out the door and followed the direction Raven went.

Her path led him to the household's garden. He looked around then he found who he was looking for, sitting at a wooden bench.

He walks to the bench to see Ravem looking down at the floor, he knew she knew he was there.

He sits beside her, still no movement from her end.

Silence took over the space between the two.

A few minutes before Raven decided to break it.

"How's your school?" She asks, she didn't know what else she would say. For her, this was a whole another Damian, one she didn't know.

She didn't know his interests, he was a different boy. But yet she still had feelings for this different boy.

"Pretty good, I have some friends, good grades, a few fangirls." He says with a joke to lighten the mood.

"How is normal treating you?" She asks, "Pretty well, I have been enjoying this peaceful less powers life." He answers.

"But I have been missing my old life too, not so much, but I miss it." He admits.

Raven finally moves her head, which causes Damian to do the same. Their gazes locked, amethyst met emerald.

"Look, I'm sorry I ran out. I just....." She tried to find the words to express herself.

"I just was just scared." She admits looking away to the green grass.

"Scared?" He asks confused, "Scared of what?".

She decided to just admit everything.

"I was scared because I saw this new you. Playful and happy, and not that I don't want to see you playful and happy." She says and adds the last part in a hurry before he gets the wrong idea.

"New.....me?" He asks, still confused.

"Yeah, you've changed, Damian. You were not the boy I saw left the tower a year ago. You are a different......well you." She clears up, his confusion goes away, and gets replaced by something positive.

"Listen Raven," He says, causing her to take her gaze off the grass and to his eyes once again.

"I may have changed my behavior and personality, but I assure you, that I am still Damian Wayne." He says with a smile.

She just listens closely on what he had to say.

He hesitates to talk but gains the courage to do so.

"The same Damian Wayne who was once heir to the throne of the league of assassins, who was once Robin, and a Titan." He says, but his tone said that he was restraining something.

He looks away from her gaze.

"The same Damian Wayne who still likes you." He confesses.

Raven's eyes widened at the sudden confession.

"Okay so, yeah, I'm still me, and I like you, Raven." He said facing again her face, gazes attached.

Raven just have up and let her emotions take over, she grabbed him by his shirt then pulled him to her.

But gazes weren't the only thing that attached, lips too.

They shared a passionate kiss in the garden.

They kissed a few minutes, but pulled away needing air.

A comfortable silence takes over but gets broken by Raven.

[ungodlyobsessions]

Starkid Homecoming thoughts

I came back home from the final Starkid Homecoming show and I want to write my thoughts before I forget something (I started writing this at nearly 4 am and now it's 5 am, but I've waited until now to post it) I'm doing this on mobile and I don't know how to do a cut, so WARNING: LONG POST AHEAD

People I met:

~ Darren Criss

~ Nick Lang

~ Jaime Lyn Beatty

~ Lauren Lopez

~ Corey Dorris

~ Jonathan Matteson

~ Jeff Blim

~ Dylan Saunders

~ Gabe Greenspan (not a Starkid but TCB is like SK's child)

People I greeted:

~ Corey Lubowich

~ Meredith Stepien

~ Brian Holden

~ Joey Richter

~ Jim Povolo

~ Nick Gage

~ Denise Donovan

~ Brian Rosenthal

~ Robert Manion

~ Lauren Walker

~ Britney Coleman

Moments:

~ I very briefly said hi to Corey Lubowich before the show, who seemed to be doing tech stuff, but nonetheless he gave a small wave back

~ I waved at Denise Donovan and Nick Gage when they walked through the lobby, who both waved back at me and everyone else

~ My friends, Natalie and Jose, and I all dressed up as TGWDLM characters (Emma Perkins, Hot Chocolate Boy, and Greenpeace Girl respectively) and we received many compliments and some photos for it!

~ I was able to snag a quick pic with Nick Lang during intermission, as well as Gabe Greenspan of TCB

~ I saw Clark Baxtresser onstage before the show started, and I think my heart actually melted

~ Robert Manion SLAYED Show Stopping Number and Working Boys, and yes, he did include his best quality: his wiggles

~ Tiffany Williams actually held up the sky during We Got Work to Do

~ When Joe Walker, as Ducker, freaked out about shadows, Joey Richter comforted him onstage

~ I touched Dylan Saunders' right arm as he walked through the aisle during the sustained note from Back to Hogwarts

~ Denise saw me make a heart with my hands (I was sitting in Orchestra Row C seat 14) and she returned one to me two separate times

~ I'm pretty sure Dylan pointed at me a few times during the performance

~ I think they changed all instances of "fuck" in No One Remembers Achmed to either "love" or "hug"? Or my ears were just being weird

~ Everyone clapped in time to Voldemort and everyone else's tapping in To Dance Again

~ I found myself singing along to songs I've never even heard before

~ Darren Criss made a beautiful speech at the end of the show, and I saw Jaime Lyn Beatty struggling not to cry

~ We met two wonderful people by the names Danika and Eden while we were waiting in line that we ended up talking and stagedooring with for a while

~ Nick Gage was the first person we saw after the show, who had stepped out back to smoke with friends

~ Darren was, in his own words, "exhausted" and "[had] no gas left [in him]," but he had promised to say hi to everyone that was back there, and he kept that promise

~ Darren recognized a Japanese woman who had flown in from Tokyo to see the show, to whom he greeted and spoke Japanese with, and she seemed ecstatic to the point where she began crying. It was a very adorable and beautiful moment to witness

~ I shook Darren's hand and told him my name, and he said it was nice to meet me

~ My dad said there was a large crowd in front of the theatre, and it turned out that some of the performers were leaving through the entrance (see below)

~ Jaime said she saw my Greenpeace Girl cosplay from the stage, and she asked if Mariah Rose Faith saw and I said I wasn't sure (I hope she did though!)

~ I also told Jaime that I'm the one who dree her as Dawn, and it made her very happy

~ When meeting Jonathan Matteson, I asked if he "[Had] a minute to talk about the planet" and he went "NO!" before jokingly pushing me away and walking off, then we took a picture

~ Joey didn't stop for pictures, but he told the small crowd I was in that he loved us, and when I blew kisses at him, he blew some back

~ Jeff Blim didn't really do anything in particular, he was just really sweet and I love him

~ I told Dylan that I love Twisted because of how Beautiful his voice is, and he seemed very appreciative of that

~ Corey Dorris was very kind when we asked to take a picture, and he said he hoped we had a good time

~ Lauren Lopez told me to get out of the street because she was worried I would get hit by a car, and she moved me out of the way so we could take a picture safely (I also heard her calling Brian Rosenthal "Bri," which was cute)

~ Robert was walking in front of the theatre when Natalie noticed him and called his name, to which he turned and bashfully said something along the lines of "Hi, I'm sorry everyone, I have a Lyft waiting, it's nice to meet all of you though!" (He was also wearing a bright yellow shirt, which is not a typical occurence)

Overall, this concert was 10,000,000/10, and I'm pretty sure I shredded my vocal cords from screaming and singing, but it was all worth it because I had so much fun and got to meet some incredible people. Everyone sounded perfect, even Meredith somehow, who has been sick for the past few days. I'm so grateful to have been a part of Starkid history, and this show will remain unforgettable in my mind. Happy 10niversary, Starkid!

[richmonds-disaster-bi]

Angsty Roy/Jaime prompt: Roy suffers a head injury that leads to temporary amnesia, so he forgets that he and Jaime are married now. Roy only remembers Jaime when he was the S1 prick. He's appalled when he finds out that he's actually romantic with the prick and it takes everyone to stop him from going to the courts for a divorce ASAP. Jaime is utterly devastated, but refuses to let himself break. He has this unwavering belief that Roy will remember them. He takes all care of Roy, who gives him nothing but disdain but also feels really guilty that Jaime is so devoted to him, feeling frustrated for not knowing how he came to earn such love from a guy he considered his biggest enemy. It's Phoebe who basically tells her uncle Roy to pull his head out of his ass and be nice to Jaime at least. Roy falls for Jaime all over again somehow, but what happens when Roy gets his memory back at the most random moment and has to deal with how he treated Jaime during his amnesia?

Roy being in a horrific car accident. He suffers a lot of injuries, the worst be a skull fracture and Jamie has been told that the Roy that comes back might not be his Roy. Jamie is prepared for a lot things, had read up on speech issues and everything they told him about....but he isn't ready for the pain of Roy freaking out and going "what the fuck is this prick doing here? Come to cheers my almost death?", and when his sister gently reminds Roy that they're married, Roy freaks out even more.

They run some tests and it turns out Roy has amnesia. He thinks he's still playing for Richmond and is captain. He's no memory of Jamie being trade to City and back or of coaching or anything. Roy is frustrated and angry, not particularly at Jamie, but at his brain and because Jamie is there.....he takes it out on Jamie a lot. Jamie just grins and bares it because this is Roy, his Roy, his husband andnlove and he will not give up on him.

Everyone is careful with him. The doctors advised that triggering memory's on purpose could be dangerous so they have to wait but Pheobe is sick of seeing her Uncle Roy so angry and her Uncle Jamie so sad when they've been so happy together for the last few years. So she sits down with Roy and shows him everything. Videos of their wedding. Pictures of them. And then shows him that they'd recently been approved to adopt and it breaks Roy

He starts being softer with Jamie, explaining that "I don't remember why I fell for you, but I can see it. I see you" and when he hugs Jamie, Jamie clings to him and whispers "its okay, it's okay if you never remember, we can make new memories".

They take it one day at a time after that. Roy tries to be romantic. He's a bit skittish of kissing and touching but they take it slow and then he starts to remember. He remembers bits and pieces and then one day he's sitting with Jamie, just watching a movie and he whispers "I told yoy you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen and that if I fucked this up to cut my balls off in my wedding vows" and then he's crying because "I'm sorry. I failed you, I failed us" while Jamie just holds him and tries not to cry because he has his Roy back....but at what cost

[dopescotlandwarrior]

Unforgettable-Chapter One

 Also on AO3                       Special thanks to @statell​ for all your help

Chapter One

Short flouncy skirt, tight strapless top, boyfriend jacket, bare legs, high heels, curled lashes, red lipstick, and wild black hair.

“Oh my God Beauchamp, you have outdone yourself.”

“Claire! You are late for your own party! Time to go!”

“Okay, okay, let’s go.”

Claire smiled at Geillis and Laoghaire when they gushed over her outfit. The three of them were notorious fashion smashers who could not give a rip about fitting in. Her friends looked bomb tonight, very fitting for her favorite club and last night out for two years.

I will go out in style tonight, she decided.

Entering the club they heard the loud roar from friends, causing enough of a disturbance to make heads turn in their direction. Claire scanned the crowd and smiled at the good looking men, it was her weakness after all. Bodies were hugging and shots were pounded and then it was time time to dance. Claire grabbed Laoghaire and pointed at Geillis and they pushed into the center of the dance floor to get their groove on. After five songs Claire headed back to the table and was pulled into Rupert’s lap showing her a cherry in his palm.

“Lovely! Lay down your bets people, Geillis will cover up to one hundred dollars!” Geillis shot her a look and she shot one back, I got this, no worries.

Someone dropped a second cherry into Rupert’s palm and a fifty-dollar bill was slapped on the table. Claire looked up at a dreamy cowboy in a Stetson and felt her panties melt off. She smiled and took the challenge pushing both cherries into her mouth. Mister dreamy sat down and watched closely and four minutes later out came two cherries tied together. Dreamy turned them this way and that smiling at her parlor trick.

“Care to dance…miss…”

They swayed to a slow song while she took inventory of dreamy. Stunning hair and height, handsome face, but alas, she wasn’t feeling it. When he walked her back he pointed in the direction of his table and asked her to join him. Claire smiled and said maybe later. Shots came to the table and her friends toasted her as they slammed them back.

Laoghaire spoke in Claire’s ear that her cousin was here and she should say hello. She pulled Laoghaire into her lap and kissed her on the mouth before standing up to meet her kin. She was used to looking eye to eye with most men so when she saw a massive chest her eyes kept going up. Square jaw and cleft chin, yummy blue- oh my God eyes. She quickly surveyed the table and then put her arms around his neck to speak into his ear.

“I’m sorry but newcomers are required to kiss someone with dark hair and it looks like I am the only one at the table with dark hair. Let’s get this over with so you can get on with your night.”

She pulled his laughing mouth down on hers for a sensuous soft kiss that he was in no hurry to end. His arms came around her and his kiss deepened and then suddenly it was over. Claire told him that was fine and announced James was one of us tonight. Geillis started screaming it was time to dance and pulled her to the dance floor. They waved and hollered at their favorite DJ and he spun their favorites for the next hour keeping them on the floor shaking their ass.

Claire pulled Geillis back to the table before passing out from heat exhaustion. More shots were ordered and more friends came until the table had no seats left. She tapped cousin Jaime on the shoulder and motioned to his lap. He laughed and pushed away from the table so she could sit. Ooh, an unexpected delight was her short skirt being pushed this way and that by her constant twisting in Jamie’s lap. Before long she was in direct contact with the denim covering Jamie’s thigh and decided that was spectacular.

Someone produced an old Instamatic camera and the friends burned through three rolls of film, toasting and kissing each other, hugging and smiling. Because it was Claire’s going away party, most of the pictures were of her and various friends and all of those were on the lap of Laoghaire’s cousin.

She felt his hand move down her leg and she looked at him smiling.

“I have to go Sassenach, work tomorrow. I wish I could stay.”

“I get it, someone has to be responsible to remind all of us that we are hopeless miscreants. I suppose you have to take your lap with you? Alright, James.”

She kissed him and held his cheeks to keep him on her lips. The minute she broke the kiss she shot out of his lap heading for the dance floor.

It was an extraordinary night. Geillis left a bit early to pursue her new love interest and Laoghaire and Claire stumbled out to Laoghaire’s car after last call.

“Laoghaire, your staying on my couch tonight. You are much too drunk to drink alone… drive alone. Thankfully, I am with you and will keep you on the road, at least to my apartment.”

“Alright, but I’m up and out early for school tomorrow. Thank God I don’t have hangovers. Is there anything ye need help with, gettin ready to leave?”

“No sweetheart. I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow to clear me for my shots, and then the shots of course, and I’m done. If I'm completely ready one day before I leave it keeps the anxiety at bay, ya know? Good night sweet one, thanks for bringing your cousin, he is a gorgeous man that one.”

Once she tucked Laoghaire in she closed her bedroom door to send a text message to Joe. He would be sleeping but he would see it in the morning.

C: Everything still super groovy? I will see you in three days, can’t wait.

Claire flopped down on her bed and fell asleep with her clothes on. It wasn’t the first time. The next morning she was racing around the apartment trying to find something to wear and finally opened some boxes to find clean clothes. Late, as usual, she pushed the UBER driver to hurry but he couldn’t find the doctor’s office. Geillis set the appointment for her but failed to mention how to get there. Flush with frustration she pulled out her phone and set the navigation. Five minutes later she stood winded at the reception desk signing the check-in sheet.

Waiting to be called, she mentally ticked items off her to-do list and remembered the last conversation with Joe.

“Very primitive Claire. Lucky if we have electricity to run the lights and sterilize the instruments. Weather is nice. Ninety degrees and ninety percent humidity.”

Since she followed him all over the globe, she wished he would be more discerning when choosing his next post. Maybe I will pick next time, she thought, two years from now when we get ready to leave. I wonder if he would follow me? I would never put him to the test. I can’t live without Joe so where he goes, I go. Hearing her name snapped her out of her daydreaming.

The nurse mumbled something about my being late for the appointment as she pulled Claire’s hips to the end of the examination table and secured her feet in the stirrups.

“I’m sorry, the UBER driver got lost. I don’t suppose the doctor can fix chronic tardiness?”

“The doctor will be in shortly Claire.”

Claire pulled her phone out of her purse and checked her messages. Typing a quick response to one of them she heard the door open and doctor washing his hands. she clicked send and looked up at what had to be a joke, a very bad joke.

“What the hell are you doing here in that white coat inching toward my business end?”

She watched the color drain from his face. He was as shocked as she was. Christ on a crutch, how did this….Geillis!

“I’m doctor James Fraser and you are here to verify no pregnancy, pap, and clear ye for shots before ye travel to… Honduras!”

“Stop! Don’t come an inch closer, please stop. This is a mistake, I need a real doctor, a better doctor, I mean a doctor I don’t know. Sorry, I have to go.”

“Sassenach, I am a professional, no need for embarrassment.”

“I hardly believe that the way you are giggling, and would you please just stand still while I think.”

“I can do better. I will see my next patient and give you some time.”

When he disappeared out the door she jumped off the table and wrapped the ridiculous fitting gown around her then paced the small room. She was so freaked out and really couldn’t think at the moment so she dialed the diabolical Geillis for help.

“Geillis! I need another doctor's appointment, today! This doctor is Laoghaire’s cousin who came to the bar last night. I can’t let him bury his nose in my cooch. Can you find another doctor…”

“Don’t be silly Claire. I see him for my yearly and he’s great, not to mention drop fucking dead gorgeous. No Claire, it's him or no one because ye wait until the last minute to do everything. Just bite the bullet and let the man do his thing.”

“Why do I feel manipulated right now?”

“It took some doing to get him to the bar last night so maybe that’s it. He is my going away present for my short term best friend.”

Claire was speechless. Geillis was right, it was her own fault. If she was going to leave in three days she had to get through this. She climbed back up on the exam table and melted into her misery.

“Sassenach, have ye decided what to do?”

He walked to the end of the table and put his elbows on her knees. “I can probably do this without lookin if that will make it easier for ye.”

Claire knew she had run out the clock and had no choice in the matter but that did not ease her humiliation. He waited patiently while she tortured through the inevitable decision to get this over with. shutting her eyes tightly she told him to hurry. I never have to see him again, she thought, he is a stranger to me.

“Hurry please.”

It was over in a matter of minutes and doctor Fraser was pulling his gloves off and wishing her well. The door clicked shut and she was alone to dress and get the hell out of there.

On her way home, she considered how few men in the world were truly handsome, fewer still were those with a body you wanted to bounce off of. The rarest of this small, endowed group were those with a good heart. The triple threat as it were. Doctor James Fraser was a triple threat and she wanted a second helping before disappearing into the jungle for two years. She leaned back in her seat and asked the driver to push up his speed. She needed to call Laoghaire and ask a favor.

Claire looked at her buzzing phone and smiled at the caller ID.

“Miss Beauchamp this is doctor Fraser.”

“Oh please, call me … whatever it is you call me.”

“The message says yer havin complications from the procedure today.”

“Yes, complications, what should I do?”

“Can you explain what’s amiss, do ye have pain?”

“Not yet but I’m afraid that may be happening soon.” She held her breath and waited.

When he spoke again his voice sounded softer and more interested. “I dinna want to send ye into the jungle with unresolved health issues Miss Beauchamp. Perhaps ye would meet me for dinner to discuss the problem. I believe that is best at this stage.”

“Do you mean tonight doctor?”

“For tonight I need a promise of a short skirt and high heels and ye agree to cheer my team to victory in the playoffs.”

There was silence on the line and Claire was breathing from open lips. She heard his deep voice, “can that be arranged Sassenach?”

“That would be fine I suppose. Where is the game, I will be cheering from the stands.”

She wrote quickly and ran to the shower before plowing through her boxes for a short skirt as requested by the good doctor.

She was late getting to the game because she was late for everything. Walking toward the bleachers she saw the doctor’s impressive ass as he bent in a huddle with his players. Claire was amazed at the little people hanging on his every word. He broke the huddle and scanned the crowd quickly. His head snapped back to black combat boots, bare thighs, and a short skirt. She waved and smiled, calling out “GO…” oops, she leaned toward the lady next to her and shouted “Wolverines!!”

Claire was in her fan zone, having a great time. When doctor Fraser’s team was running the ball toward the goal she was on her feet cheering them on. With less than two minutes left in the game, Jaime pulled in a fresh player and spoke into his ear as he nodded his head. He shot a look at Claire catching her biting her nails, wide-eyed. Jamie managed to look at his player in time to call a code they had practiced a thousand times and the team came together in a formation that broke all the rules of the game.

His new player kicked the ball hard into an area without players as a teammate was running to take possession. Once the ball was securely underfoot the kid passed the ball to a teammate who specialized in high-flying aerial kicks. The player ran for the goal, twisting just a foot from the goalie and looking into the sky as the ball came down like a rocket. He kicked it into the net and the stands erupted. The kids on Jamie’s team almost exploded on the field. With wide eyes and huge smiles, they searched the crowd for their coach, to say, oh my God it worked, you were right, sorry we doubted you.

Jamie strode to the coach of the opposing team with his outstretched hand and a humble smile. He was aware of the all too rare moments to demonstrate sportsmanlike behavior. Claire scanned the field for his clump of kids and smiled at their jubilation. As Jamie walked back they ran to him clamoring for his attention. Claire watched their mouths closely, “thank you, coach,” “You were right coach,” “sorry I was an asshole coach.” Claire thought she had a handle on the situation and she stood in the stands and smiled down at this handsome man.

Jamie was shaking the hands of the parents and smiling as he tried to extricate himself from the well-wishers. His gaze was stuck on the smiling Claire and one of the fathers figured it out.

“Is lovely legs your post-game party Fraser?”

Jamie looked at him dubiously, “somethin like that.”

Like Moses parting the red sea, the man cleared the bodies between Jamie and the bleachers and stopped several kids from going after him.

Claire sat in the bleachers and watched him approach with a smile for the hero. Jamie took inventory of her frilly feminine skirt, lace-up trench boots, ribbed wife-beater, jeans jacket, red lipstick, a bit of mascara, and those amazing eyes.

“Ye were the best fan we ever had Sassenach. Can I rent yer services?”

“Yes, of course. I’ve always fancied myself a professional fan.” As she walked down the stairs her skirt popped up above her thigh with each step. Jamie was transfixed watching the feminine lace and army boots under it. She stayed a stair above him and laid her arm across his shoulders as her lace bounced. Jamie liked the feeling of a woman’s arm up there and having to look up to see her face.

“I like yer boots Sassenach”

“Christ, my apologies. You asked for high heels but I couldn’t find any in my boxes and I was already late. These are standard issue for where I’m going with the traveling nurses program. I hope you’re not disappointed, Jamie.”

She bounced down to the ground level and looked up at Jamie who studied her inch by inch. Claire felt a wave of arousal move through her and Jamie saw the millisecond she gave into it.

He looked into her eyes and saw a free spirit, playful and vulnerable, yet honed by something big. Somehow she chose to forget her embarrassment of that morning because it suited her to do so and then she set her cap for a bit of fun with him. He was truly honored this beauty would choose him.

“Will ye feel safe on my couch for five minutes while I shower and change?”

“That depends. Will you be feeding me tonight?”

“Absolutely, anything ye like.”

“I like whisky and fine hors d'oeuvres”

“Perfect, me too.”

Claire decided Jamie Fraser smelled like heaven when he was clean and she kept pushing her nose into his neck to breathe deep. Jamie watched her skirt rise higher on her thigh and relished the intense arousal of having her mouth so close to his neck. They hit five of Edinburgh’s best for shellfish, aged beef, sushi, greek, and Mandarin. It was in the Mandarin restaurant that she gave up her side of the booth to sit across his lap and feed him delicacies with expert use of chopsticks. One bite followed by a kiss and Jamie’s hand found it’s way to her knee and then higher.

“I am so stuffed I don’t think I can walk but let's try. I knew you would be so fun to go out with. Thank you for agreeing, I had the most wonderful time.”

Claire decided to satisfy her curiosity. She would not be coming back to Edinburgh when her commitment was up and would never see any of these people again, including Jamie Fraser. She clutched his arm as they walked to his car.

“Why did you choose a career in pussy?” She leaned into his ear, “do you love it that much?”

He looked at her genuine interest and smiled. “I love bairns and families as well as female reproduction. It is very rewarding to see a woman through her pregnancy safely and catch the baby she has wanted all her life.”

“That is totally sweet but how do you deal with the jealous husbands when your face is buried between her legs under a sheet?”

Jamie cleared his throat uncomfortably, “I have not thought of it that way Sassenach.”

“I have thought of little else.”

She pulled his arm around her waist and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. His kiss was soft and exploratory as he touched her face and looked into her eyes. She tried again using her tongue and hoping he would give in to his brutal side. That is the orgasmic side where the party starts. She had no need or comfort with the emotional side. It scared her, it was needy, it would want to plant her somewhere and grow her into a smaller version of himself. She tried it a couple of times and decided that life was not for her.

“We should get going. I have two days before I leave and a week of work to do.” When they were at her door Jamie asked why she invited him out tonight. He liked her and didn’t understand her sudden distance.

“To see that awesome game, eat exotic food, drink the best whisky, and fuck. I have a desire for you that is completely carnal. Before she could get her key in the lock Jamie grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head back to receive his crushing kiss. He licked from her collar bone to her mouth making her groan. Pulling her up he felt her legs go around his waist and grind down on him.

While they were otherwise distracted, a male neighbor walked toward his apartment next door feasting on the erotic dance happening in front of Claire’s apartment. Jamie rolled his eyes at the stranger and said move along as best he could with Claire’s tongue in his mouth.

Jamie took her keys and opened the door tripping over a box directly in his path. He spun in midair so he would land on his back taking most of the impact. He looked up at Claire straddling him, “I want ye lass.”

“Well, we finally agree. I believe you are already acquainted with my pussy, care to return the favor handsome?”

Before the night was up Claire would experience the lethal combination of a strong finger rubbing her G-spot while a wicked tongue flicked, soft lips sucked, and nipples were pinched. Jamie reclined on her headboard with a fistful of Claire’s hair guiding her mouth to his balls and then telling her to open her mouth as he exploded down her throat.

When Jamie could breathe again he looked at Claire and recognized the signs of a booty call. Fidgety, suddenly silent, and glancing at the clock. This was the worst part of casual sex for Jamie. No warmth, vacant eyes, an empty heart, and guilt he had done it again.

“Your a beautiful girl Sassenach, will ye be comin back to Edinburgh when yer tour is up?”

“No.”

Jamie shook her hand, “I wish ye all the best miss.” He grabbed his jacket and left without another word. He had zero respect for women like Claire who buried their heart in concrete and just disconnected from their emotions. A man was just like a job to them. Some were amazing and fun and others were drudgery but she got an orgasm paycheck after which she enjoyed her freedom and answered to no one.

He stared at the road ahead, hating his sexual need that put him in this mood time after time. He dated two girls in college that were in love with him but they could not compete with medicine. He thought about them often, the way they would hold him, run their fingers across his skin, kiss him breathless while being so fragile. They made him feel like Hercules but his plan did not include commitment at that stage so he ultimately hurt them and moved on.

Jamie dropped into his bed and thought about Claire in the dark. She was exotic and beautiful, daring and spontaneous. Most women were so afraid of saying the wrong thing they didn’t say much at all, forcing him to pry each word from their mouths. Those dates were uncomfortable and regrettable as he shook their hand and said goodnight. Not with Claire. When her mouth opened it was anybody’s guess what was coming out and he loved it. He loved her free spirit and her ability to accept each moment as it came taking everything she could from it. The bold initiation kiss at the bar was so Claire. He smiled in the dark remembering her demand for a kiss because he was a newcomer. Claire decided what she wanted in each moment and then asked for it. Why couldn’t all women own their power that way? He slept fitfully, dreaming of the wild and beautiful Claire Beauchamp.

Claire watched the door close behind the handsome doctor and felt very strange about the way he left. His sudden distance and shaking her hand, calling her miss. What the hell was that all about? Why did he opt out of intercourse? It was the closest she would ever come to couples love when two people were heart to heart clinging to each other. She wished for that brief moment of pretend with him and her neediness for it surprised her. She wondered if she had made an enemy tonight. Why did she care? She would never see these people again and if Jamie felt bad about a romp with her that was his problem. She got up and headed for the shower.

Feeling fresh and clean Claire wrapped up in her favorite robe and made Chamomile tea to fight off her anxiety. She opened her book but her thoughts kept going back to the date with Jamie. He was such a gentleman and made sure she was having fun all evening. She told him about following her best friend Joe from post to post with traveling nurses. She watched his eyes get dark and mentioned Joe was a devout gay man. She wondered what his reaction was. The disappointment she was attached or annoyance he was pursuing another man’s woman? She would never know. When she sat on his lap and fed him mandarin delicacies he looked at her like she was the only woman in the world. Christ, that’s it! He charmed me and I am feeling the residual of that eye contact and arousal.

“Jesus Christ, it’s one in the morning and I have got to get some sleep.”

Claire laid in her bed and kept her nose to the pillow he used. That amazing scent was with her in her dreams all night and by morning she knew what had to be done.

Jamie dragged himself to the field for the last game of the playoffs. His team was psyched to win and he was yawning. Not a great start and he shook his head to clear it. With the game underway and a very skilled opposing team, he was struggling to stay motivated.

Jamie jumped up when his team took the ball and ran it toward the goal. They needed a goal and he held his breath. As he watched every player move the ball down the field he heard a familiar whistle and voice shouting “go wolverines!” He looked in the stands and there she was, his almost perfect date. He smiled at her and felt his heart ramming in his chest. What is wrong with you Fraser, he thought. She will rip your heart out and jump on a plane.

Claire watched his eyes and saw his interest so he didn’t hate her completely. What she was doing there was anyone’s guess as she didn’t know herself. Looking online earlier she saw the playoff schedule and just showed up to cheer them on. The Wolverines scored and Claire launched to her feet calling out the player numbers that rocked. The average age of the team was fourteen and there was enough testosterone flowing through them to notice her short skirt and pretty legs. Normally Jamie would notice a shift in the energy of his team but he was under her spell as well.

When he couldn’t stand the distance anymore Jamie climbed the stands and she offered her hand. He looked at the eyes he had missed all night.

“Nice surprise Sassenach.”

“Well, you did ask me to cheer for your team and I love the little buggers, playing so good tonight.”

“I appreciate the support. I wish I could sit up here with you but I can’t.”

“What would happen if I sat down there with you?”

He held out his hand and walked her down the stands to sit on the field with him. He gave her tidbits of history on the prominent players and noticed she never took her eyes off the kids. It honestly looked like she was enjoying the game instead of waiting for a chance to have his attention.

Claire could not read Jamie’s energy and wanted to ask if he was happy she came. What do I friggin care, she wondered. Get your head on straight with mister gorgeous. You are here to exorcise him from your head and that is it. Tomorrow, Honduras, and two years of hard work with Joe, I can’t wait, so why am I here again?

The game ended, Jamie’s team won with one game left to play for the state championship. The kids were so excited and blushed fiercely when Claire mentioned how well they played. She gave out smiles like they were free and the kids were eating them up. Jamie noticed many of the parents watching her as well. He felt a moment of pride that she was with him and then mentally kicked himself for thinking that. By the time they could extract themselves he was mentally exhausted.

“What time is yer flight tomorrow?”

“Not until two in the afternoon.”

Jamie looked at her skirt and remembered running his hand under a similar garment and touching her round ass and flat stomach. Her lovely core was shaved clean and glistened with interest. He shook his head again.

“Well, what would you like to do Sassenach. Since ye didna run to an UBER after the game I ken you need my attention. How can I help ye?”

Jamie cringed at the harsh sound of his statement and noticed a flicker of insecurity in her eyes. He wanted to take her places she would never forget but he couldn’t and being this close to her was making him a little crazy.

“To be honest, I don’t know. Can I fix you dinner and just talk to you for a while?”

“Home cooking?”

“Oh, yea, I gave my entire kitchen to charity so we have to do it at your house. That is if you want me to cook for you.”

As wonderful as she was, Jamie was not in the mood for another sexual encounter that would make him feel like shit all day tomorrow. He looked at her beautiful eyes and missed her already.

“I am big on honesty Sassenach. Tell me what ye want from me tonight.”

When he saw her blush his heart melted right in his chest.

“I’m rather good at forgetting people but it didn’t work this time. To be honest, I don’t want to take my infatuation to Honduras, I fear it would be very hard to live that way, missing you. I am poison to relationships, that’s why I don’t have them anymore, so this will be a favor to you as well.”

“Like a dual exorcism ye mean.” Jamie held her soft hand and looked up at the sky. “I would be happy to help but I have no food to cook.”

“I will pick up some groceries while you take a shower. It won’t take me any time at all.” She ordered an UBER and kissed his cheek.

Jamie laid on the couch for ten minutes to rest and question his motives in allowing this tonight. She seemed so genuine and her honesty impressed him. She wanted to learn enough to forget him after tonight and resume her heartless life. Well, he could say the same about her, he decided, so stop thinking and get in the shower!

Claire let herself in and admired the trendy apartment once more. It was the perfect bachelor pad for a young, single, handsome doctor. She rolled her eyes at the thought of how much action he got here followed by the same argument she had with herself all day. What do you care, he probably gets a lot of pussy and more power to him.

Jamie emerged from his shower letting the aromas of food fill his lungs. It was not something that happened often and he enjoyed knowing she was here in his kitchen. He opened his mouth to say something and realized she was dancing with her earbuds in. She held a large salmon to her chest and slow danced with it, her head back, eyes closed, having a moment with the fish. Jamie felt a scary shift in his existence wishing he had not seen it. Then she freaked out and dropped the fish.

“Sorry, when I turned around and saw you it shocked me. Good thing I hadn’t taken the fish out of the package. See, floor is still clean.”

“What are ye makin Sassenach?”

“Your favorite, Salmon, with asparagus and baby red potatoes, which doesn’t sound Scottish by the way.”

“I spent a year at Columbia during my medical training and learned to enjoy the healthy foods they eat. Of course, nothin can replace bangers and mash but it will put ye in an early grave.”

Jamie pulled out two glasses and filled them with a very special whisky. He watched Claire’s face as she rolled it in her mouth and swallowed with a smile.

“I better get the fish ready before I start dancing with it again.” Another blush.

They talked about their lives, growing up, college and working in their chosen career. She told Jamie about her parent's death at age five, growing up with Uncle lamb in the farthest reaches of the globe and coming back to civilization at sixteen years old.

“I didn’t fit in very well at first. When I started nursing school I met my friend Joe Abernathy and we have been joined at the hip ever since.”

“What would happen if Joe settled somewhere and quit traveling?”

“Then I would work there and probably start being responsible. Saving money and stuff like that. “If you own an estate in the country why do you live here?”

“My sister Jenny lives there with her husband. It’s too far away to be called to the hospital in the middle of the night to deliver a baby.”

“You have been practicing medicine for three years and you are thirty-three? Did you want to be an astronaut but couldn’t make the cut? Seriously, what were you doing from eighteen to thirty-three?”

“Seven years of university and medical school. The rest of the time I was earning money for my education.”

Jamie thought about telling her the truth. It was something he would do if she were not leaving the next day forever. He ached to tell her everything but that was absolute folly. Even if she were madly in love and camped out on his doorstep, the odds she would accept who he was during those missing years were stacked against him.

The conversation continued through dinner and dishes, each taking turns describing their lives up to this point. Jamie poured two Drambuie over crushed ice and invited her to sit on the sofa.

“That was a delicious dinner Sassenach, thank you so much.”

“My pleasure. I love this drink, what is it?”

Jamie watched her amazing eyes as he described the drink is made from Highland Heather honey and scotch. Very sweet and perfect after dinner. She watched him talk and her face revealed her inner struggle to get past this infatuation with him.

“How are you doing Claire? Are ye feeling better? Ready to get to Honduras tomorrow?”

She walked on her knees across the couch and pushed her face into his. Jamie breathed her in wanting so badly to touch her but he couldn’t. Claire held his cheeks and looked into his eyes.

“I’m a hopeless mess, it’s not better, I don’t know why I am crushing on you so badly. If I wasn’t leaving tomorrow I would ruin this relationship in a couple of months because that’s what I do.”

Her mouth was so close to his he could feel her breath on his lips. She wasn’t letting go of his face so he kissed her. It was enough to touch her lips with his so he kept it light and struggled not to crush her to him.

Claire was feeling the energy from his kiss. He moved them into a comfortable kissing position and they just kissed and enjoyed the close proximity.

“This reminds me of high school when we would kiss for an entire afternoon,” she giggled.

“Is this helping Sassenach?”

“I don’t know because I can’t remember what we ...”

She kissed him halfway through the sentence so it took some time for her to say it. Jamie could feel his resolve slipping and he held her tighter as he deepened the kiss. Sending them both into the higher plane of arousal.

“Sassenach.” He held her cheek and brushed his thumb across her lips. It is borderline torture at this point. Are ye feelin better?”

He watched her deer-in-the-headlights look and he loved her vulnerability. She was soft and sensual, giving into her crush and delighting him with every kiss. Jamie took a deep breath and pulled himself off the couch. He took a long sip of his drink and watched her fuss with her clothing that had shifted with their kissing.

“Well, I should go.”

“Thank ye for makin dinner Sassenach.”

She stopped and looked up at him. “Why do you call me that?”

“It’s… yer British accent. Sassenach means outsider.”

“I see.” Her wide eyes were telling him a story of her fear that she would miss him and that it would hurt. Her vulnerability was killing him and he threw caution to the wind and kissed her again. No more push back, his hands explored her body again until he picked her up and carried her to his bed. His kisses were intense and she was panting his name while pushing his shirt up. Jamie shook his head hard and stayed her hands.

“I will see ye to your car or ye can stay all night with me, it’s yer choice mo chridhe.”

She pulled her shirt off and pulled his head to her. She hated sleeping with other people in the bed but sacrifices had to be made and she believed this would solve her problem.

Jamie took his time. Removing each piece of clothing followed by kissing and tasting the newly exposed skin. He pulled his shirt off and felt her nakedness against him, and kissed her some more, wanting this to last as long as possible. When he entered her they both groaned with the exquisite feeling. He watched her eyes and kept his strokes slow and deep. She arched her back and ground her pelvis into his thrusts, pushing her legs farther apart. “Harder Jamie, right now.” Jamie picked up his speed and felt a pleasant bump in his arousal. Claire grabbed his face and pulled it within an inch of hers. She was panting and looked him straight in the eye.

“I know what you want, I want it to. I say we exit Sunday school and fuck like champions. Let it go, baby. If I say, uncle, I stay for another month. Jamie was too close to his orgasm and this opportunity would not be wasted. He got up and ordered her to stay as she was. He dropped his body within an inch of hers and pressed his forehead to hers.

“I’m takin a shower so we can start over lass. You can opt-out of this and just turn on yer side and I will spoon ye to sleep. It’s a wise choice. Stay in this position and I will rock your world.”

Jamie grabbed a tie on his way back to the bed. He was smiling and excited she had not opted for sleep. Once the blindfold was on he spun her into an erotic tornado with his tongue, and fingers, pulling her so high and placing light kisses on her breasts and stomach while she floated back. Jamie twisted her beautiful body into positions of extreme pleasure and brutal penetration making her come again. Just before his release, he spun her back to face him and removed the blindfold. He kissed her deeply and watched her eyes as he thrust into her soft wetness before going rigid in his release.

“My God yer fun. No ‘uncle’ so ye must sleep mo chridhe, yer plane leaves in twelve hours.” He pulled her into his chest and pulled the quilt over them. Ordinarily, this position would shoot Claire right out of bed and out the door, no matter what she promised. Tonight, she felt comfortable and drifted off to sleep. Throughout the night, Jamie would reach for her and pull her back to him, running his hand up her leg or down her arm before falling asleep again.

Jamie’s eyes opened at five in the morning, his automatic wake up before his rounds started at six. He tried to pull his arm out from under Claire without waking her but she moved into him and threw her leg around him. Not a word was spoken. He pushed into her body and savored every moment, knowing he was falling in love, and she would never come back. When he emerged from the shower, she was gone.

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34. FINLAND

Aksel - “Looking back”

I LEGIT typed out “Erika Vikman - “Cicciolina” before realizing she didn’t win. UGH.🙄 It’s definitely *TOO SOON* to discuss “Cicciolina”, especially in this context, but I must, I guess. Oh and something called “Looking back” won UMK, let’s discuss that too. 

Song Analysis

Long before I even knew what an “Erika Vikman - Cicciolina” was, I knew that the song which would later be revealed to be “Looking back” had to be destroyed. Before the artist reveal, YLE posted a list of artists the UMK entrants felt inspired by and one of them (later to revealed to be Aksel’s) literally read “SAM SMITH AND ED SHEERAN”. Like, douse in gasoline and torch it alight, destroy any trace it existed.

And yup, “Looking back” possessed the worst of both upon release: the forgettability of Smith combined with the amorphousness of Sheeran, combining efforts to make a song that sounded vaguely competent upon listen and would be forgotten the second it ended. 

Unfortunately, it’s exactly *that* vaguest hint of competence which caused Aksel to beat Erika in the end (well that and the Cantiello Effect of being the only man in a sea of fun female-fronted entries), and ugh. I’m less annoyed by Erika losing (which I expected) than I am that it was *Askel* of all entrants that beat her (was it really that hard to rig for Tika instead?). It always sucks when personality and entertainment is being downvoted for bore-ass conformity. SIGH.

NF Corner

Adding further insult to injury, UMK was pretty good! I know you are ALL longing for my thoughts on Erika, but I will get my other fave out of the way first

Sansa - “Lover view”

Dreamy trance with an ELABORATE flexing choreography that had absolutely zero chance to finish anywhere but last. 😍 Naming herself after the best GoT character (given the complete assassination of poor Jaime by D&D)  It was love at first and last sight to be honest.😍 Becoming a ESCUnited editor has its perks: ie: giving “Lover View” a 10/10 which made it leapfrog over Aksel in the editor poll, right into second place behind Erika.  🤭

Okay, I won’t leave you pining any longer. Le beaujolais nouveau est arrivée: Everybody rise for Eurovision’s most slutastic seraph:

Erika Vikman - “Cicciolina”

ALL HAIL EMPRESS ERIKA VIKMAN, QUEEN OF CAMP

A TAMER OF HUSBEARS, A PARAGON OF EUROFAGDOM

A LOVER. A FIGHTER. A PHILISOPHER. A PRIEST. AN APOSTLE. A POET.

A HOLY MARTYR WHO DIED FOR OUR SINS .

“Cicciolina” was not a song. it was a religion. 

What an epic entrant, enthralling both friend and foe with its alluring siren song. My co-editor Roy thinks She’s one of the 10 cringiest NF acts of the 2020 season - I kindly told Roy to readjust his definition of the word “cringy” before he’s murdered in his sleep. The triptych of The Perfect Eurovision Entry is having an addictive beat, putting on an exciting show and displaying lovable personality quirks and Erika not only passed all three with flying rainbow colours, She redefined the metascape for further camp pearls yet to come. “Cicciolina” was sublime and MY favourite NF flop of the season. I feel blessed for having witnessed Her and being touched by Her righteous hearth-shaped, fushia-spandex, bear-hugging light. 

So yes, it is DEVASTATING that She lost, especially to Aksel (to quote Roy again: “why do you hate Aksel, [Looking Back] is just a pop ballad” mhm exactly the problem, bro). So, you may ask yourself, if I resent the idea of Aksel beating Erika, then why don’t I rank Aksel lower than this? 

By some weird stroke of luck, I feel sorry for Aksel. Like, here’s the deal with Erika and UMK. She lost. Fair and square and Aksel won, also fair and square. It’s not Aksel’s fault “Cicciolina” emerged as a fan favourite juggernaught. It’s not Aksel’s fault that those godawful HUMOURLESS (heterosexual, jealous) pharisean juries REJECTED the blinding light of St. Erika’s halo (led by the ESTONIAN jury of all people. Fuck, Estonia were evil this year). He was there, he was adequate, and he reaped the benefits due to White Male Mediocrity. I blame not him but those who enabled it to happen. I’d say DIE ESTONIA but they’ve already died in this ranking, in last place where they belong. Anyway, I don’t dislike Aksel or his song. I just wish “Looking back” had more to offer than it being “just a pop ballad”. 🙄

Finland 2020 vs Finland 2021

Aksel would’ve almost certainly NQ’d in Rotterdam (and not just because fan opinion had turned against him. I have this *really* sick feeling that lookism would’ve claimed him and that turns my stomach), which of course makes him beating Erika (who may have NQ’d, but had a very good chance to reach the Grand final), an even bigger sore. You know perhaps the cancellation really WAS divine retribution for Cicciolina losing UMK, I guess we’ll never know, huh? 

Anyway, YLE already announced they would go for UMK again in 2021 and made zero mention of Aksel’s future participation, which is... yet another reason why I can’t hate Aksel. He’s being discarded like used toilet paper at every juncture and I so, SO sorry for him. SORRY SOMETIMES I DISCOVER THAT I TOO HAVE A HEART (an angular, plastic fuschia one) AND AM CAPABLE OF SELECTIVE EMPATHY I CANNOT HELP IT, Y’ALL.

but lol @ ranking Finland higher than 35th. You effed big time, pals, consider yourselves lucky ESC2020 never came to pass. 

FREAKY! FRIDAY! FACTOR!

The potential for a FREAKY!FREAKY!FREAKY! entry was huge, can you fathom the concept of FINLAND KEiiNO’ing a televote? With a polyester hair bitch in a hot pink spandex and two dancers in kodiak costumes? A smash hit fave that racked up millions of views all over Europe? It would’ve been a RIOT, even in an already meme-heavy year as 2020. Hell even the idea of a fucking “BANANAS” winning (it finished second in the jury vote, somehow??? and I mean, I stan that it did but I’m also... fucking confused that it did?) is enough for some freak-friendly labelling. Alas, Finland instead went against what the fandom were expected them to do and went with the safe pick. As eyeroll worthy as it was, Erika losing was a huge blindside for the fandom and the shock is worthy of one senhead. I would hand out more if Erika’s loss/Aksel’s win had bookended the shock winner selection streak that Arilena Ara had started, but Bárbara Tinoco decided otherwise. (although Tinoco losing is entirely self-inflicted on her behalf, but we’ll get to that in a while). Oh well. 

Score: 1 Senhit out of 5.